I all on earth forsake,
Its wisdom, fame, and power;
And him my only portion make,
My shield and tower.
3 The God of Abr'ham praise,
Whose all-sufficient grace
Shall guide me, all my happy days,
In all his ways:
He calls a worm his friend!
He calls himself my God!
And he shall save me to the end,
Through Jesu's blood.
The God who reigns on high,
The mighty angels sing;
And "Holy, holy, holy," cry,..
Who was, and is, the same;
"And evermore shall be;
"Jehovah, Father, GREAT I AM,
"We worship thee."
Before the Saviour's face,
The ransom'd nations bow;
O'erwhelm'd at his almighty grace,
For ever new:
He shows his prints of love;
They kindle to a flame!
And sound through all the worlds above,
"The slaughter'd Lamb."
6 The whole triumphant host
Give thanks to God on high;
Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!"
They ever cry:
Hail, Abr'ham's God and mine!
I join the heavenly lays;
All might and majesty are thine,
And endless praise.
506. A Hymn to the Trinity. (P. M.)
OME, thou Almighty King,
Help us thy name to sing,
Help us to praise !
Father all-glorious,
O'er all victorious
Come, and reign over us,--
Ancient of Days!
Jesus, our Lord, arise,
Scatter our enemies,
And make them fall!
Let thine almighty aid,
Our sure defence be made,
Our souls on thee be stay'd;
Lord, hear our call!
Come, thou Incarnate Word,
Gird on thy mighty sword;-
Our prayer attend!
Come, and thy people bless,
And give thy word success;,
Spirit of holiness,
On us descend!
Come, Holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear,
In this glad hour!
Thou who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart,
And ne'er from us depart,
Spirit of power!
To the great One in Three:
Eternal praises be,
Hence-evermore!
His Sovereign Majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity,
Love and adore!
THE SCRIPTURES.
507. Instruction from Scripture. (C. M.) ·
OW shall we, Lord, secure our hearts,
And guard our lives from sin?
Thy word the choicest rules imparts,
To keep the conscience clean.
2 When once it enters to the mind,
It spreads such light abroad,
The meanest souls instruction find,
And raise their thoughts to God.
3 'Tis like the sun, a heav'nly light,
That guides us all the day;
And through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.
4 The men that keep thy law with care,
And meditate thy word,
Grow wiser than their teachers are,
And better know the Lord.
5 Thy precepts make me truly wise;
I hate the sinner's road;
I hate my own vain thoughts that rise,
But love thy law, my God.
6 The starry heavens thy rule obey,
The earth maintains her place;
And these thy servants night and day
Thy skill and power express!
7 But still thy law and gospel, Lord,
Have lessons more divine;
Not earth stands firmer than thy word,
Nor stars so nobly shine.
8 Thy word is everlasting truth;
How pure is every page!
That holy-book shall guide our youth,
And well support our age.
Perfection of Scripture. (C. M.)
ET all the heathen writers join
To form one perfect book,
Great God, if once compar'd with thine,
How mean their writings look!
2. Not the most perfect rules they gave,
Could show one sin forgiven,
Nor lead a step beyond the grave;
But thine conduct to heaven.
3 I've seen an end of what we call
Perfection here below;
How short the powers of nature fall,
And can no farther go!
4 Yet men would fain be just with God,
By works their hands have wrought;
But thy commands, exceeding broad,
Extend to every thought.
5 In vain we boast perfection here,
While sin defiles our frame,
And sinks our virtues down so far,
They scarce deserve the name.
6 Our faith and love, and every grace,
Fall far below thy word;
But perfect truth and righteousness
Dwell only with the Lord.
509. The Rule of Scripture. (C. M.)
THAT the Lord would guide my ways,
To keep his statutes still!
O that my God would grant me grace
To know and do his will!
2 O send thy Spirit down to write
Thy law upon my heart!
Nor let my tongue indulge deceit,
Nor act the liar's part.
3 From vanity turn off my eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desires arise
Within this soul of mine.
4 Order my footsteps by thy word,
And make my heart sincere ;
Let sin have no dominion, Lord,
But keep my conscience clear.
5 My soul bath gone too far astray,
My feet too often slip;
Yet since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep.
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