4 God the Lord, through every nation
Let thy wondrous mercies shine;
In the song of Thy salvation
Every tongue and race combine;
Great Jehovah,

Form our hearts, and make them Thine.

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154.

C. M.

THE

HE Lord descended from above, And bow'd the heavens most high, And underneath His feet He cast The darkness of the sky.

2 On cherub and on cherubim,
Full royally he rode,

And on the wings of mighty winds,
Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods,
Their fury to restrain;

And He, as sovereign Lord and King,
For evermore shall reign.

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FAST DAY.

HYMN

155.

C. M.

YOME, let our souls adore the Lord,
Whose judgments yet delay;

Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us time to pray.

2 Great is our guilt, our fears are great
But let us not despair;
Still open is the mercy-seat
To penitence and prayer.

3 Kind Intercessor, to Thy love
This blessed hope we owe:
Now let Thy merits plead above,
While we implore below.

4 Though justice near Thine awful throne
Attends Thy dread command,
Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son,
And save a guilty land.

HYMN

156.

C. M.

During a Pestilence.

ET the land mourn through all its coasts,

L And humble all its state;

Princes and rulers, at their posts,
Awhile sit desolate.

2 Let priests and people, high and low, Rich, poor, and great and small, Invoke, in fellowship of woe,

The Maker of them all.

3 For God hath summon'd from his place
Death, in a direr form,

To waken, warn, and scourge our race,
Than earthquake, fire, or storm.

4 Let Churches weep within their pale,
And families apart;
Let each in secrecy bewail

The plague of his own heart.

5 So while the land bemoans its sin,
The pestilence may cease,
And mercy tempering wrath, bring in
God's blessed health and peace.

HYMN

157.

L. M.

During a Pestilence.

T is LORD! Behold His hand

Outstretch'd with an afflictive rod;

And hark! a voice goes through the land,

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Be still, and know that I am GOD!"

2 Shall we, like guilty Adam, hide

In darkest shades our darker fears?
For who His coming may abide?

Or who shall stand when He appears?

3 No, Let us throng around His seat; No,-Let us meet Him face to face; Prostrate our spirits at His feet,

Confess our sins, and sue for grace.

4 Who knows but God will hear our cries,
Turn swift destruction from our path,
Restrain His judgments, or chastise
In tender mercy, not in wrath?

5 He will, He will, for JESUS pleads; Let heaven and earth His love record; For us, for us, He intercedes;

Our help is nigh: it is the LORD!

6 Into His hands then let us fall

Come health or sickness, life or death; Whether He send us balm for gall, Or immortality for breath.

THANKSGIVING DAY.

HYMN

158.

C. M.

ORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead,
And Thou hast sworn to hear;
Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.

2 The former and the latter rain,
The summer sun and air,

The green ear, and the golden grain,
All Thine, are ours by prayer.

3 Thine too, by right, and ours, by grace,
The wondrous growth unseen,

The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace,
The love that shines serene.

4 So grant the precious things brought forth By sun and moon below,

That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth,
We never may forego.

HYMN

159.

L. M.

REAT God, as seasons disappear,

And changes mark the rolling year;

As time with rapid pinions flies,
May every season make us wise.

2 Long has Thy favour crown'd our days,
And summer shed again its rays;
No deadly cloud our sky has veil'd;
No blasting winds our path assail'd.

3 Our harvest months have o'er us roll'd
And fill'd our fields with waving gold;
Our tables spread, our garners stor❜d!
Where are our hearts to praise the Lord?

4 The solemn harvest comes apace,
The closing day of life and grace:
Time of decision, awful hour!
Around it let no tempests lower!

5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine,
Like stars in heaven to rise and shine;
Then shall our happy souls above
Reap the full harvest of Thy love!

HYMN

160.

C. M.

'TIS

IS by Thy strength the mountains stand,
God of eternal power!

The sea grows calm at Thy command,
And tempests cease to lower.