4 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears,
And see the storm allayed:
Now to their eyes the port appears;
There let their vows be paid.

5 'Tis God that brings them safe to land; Let stupid mortals know

That waves are under his command,
And all the winds that blow.

60 that the sons of men would praise
The goodness of the Lord!

And those that see thy wondrous ways,
Thy wondrous love record.

OCCASIONS IN PRIVATE AND FAMILY DEVOTION

572. L. M.

*DODDRIDGE & MERRICK.

Family Worship. Ps. 128.

1 BLEST is the man who fears the Lord,
And walks by his unerring word;
Comfort and peace his days attend,
And God will ever prove his friend.
2 To him who condescends to dwell
With saints in their obscurest cell,
Be our domestic altars raised,
And daily let his name be praised.

3 To him may each assembled house
Present their night and morning vows;
Their servants and their rising race
Be taught his precepts and his grace.

4 Then shall the charms of wedded love
Still more delightful blessings prove;
And parents' hearts shall overflow
With joy that parents only know.

5 When nature droops, our aged eyes
Shall see our children's children rise;
Till pleased and thankful we remove,
And join the family above.

573.

S. M.

ANONYMOUS,

Domestic Affection. Ps. 133.

1 How pleasing, Lord! to see,
How pure is the delight,

When mutual love, and love to thee,
A family unite!

2 From these celestial springs

Such streams of comfort flow,
As no increase of riches brings,
Nor honors can bestow.

3 All in their stations move,
And each performs his part
In all the cares of life and love,
With sympathizing heart.

4 Formed for the purest joys,
By one desire possessed,

One aim the zeal of all employs,-
To make each other blessed.

5 No bliss can equal theirs,
Where such affections meet;
While mingled praise and mingled prayers
Make their communion sweet.

6 'Tis the same pleasure fills

The breast in worlds above; Where joy like morning dew distils, And all the air is love.

574.

L. M.

Morning Hymn.

*WATTS.

1 GOD of the morning! at whose voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And, robed in splendor, doth rejoice To run his journey through the skies; 2 O like the sun may I fulfil

Th' appointed duties of the day;
With steady mind and active will,
March on and keep the heavenly way:

3 For thy commands are right and pure,
Enlightening our beclouded eyes;
Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure,
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.

4 Give me thy counsel for my guide,
And lead me to thy heavenly bliss;
May every wish and hope beside
Be faint and cold compared with this.

575.

C. M.

ANONYMOUS,

Morning or Evening Hymn.

1 BEFORE the rosy dawn of day,
To thee, my God, I'll sing;
Awake, my soft and tuneful lyre,
Awake, each charming string.

2 Awake, and let thy flowing strains
Glide through the midnight air,
While high amidst the silent orbs
The silver moon rolls clear.

3 While all the glittering starry lamps
Are lighted in the sky,

And set their Maker's greatness forth
To thy admiring eye.

4 Thou round the heavenly arch dost draw A vast and sable veil,

Which all the beauties of the world'

5 Again, the sky with golden beams
Thy skilful hands adorn;

And paint, with cheerful splendor gay,
The fair ascending morn.

6 And, as the gloomy night returns,
Or smiling day renews,

Thy constant goodness still my soul
With benefit pursues.

7 For this, I'll midnight vows to thee
With early incense bring;
And, ere the rosy dawn of day,
Thy lofty praises sing.

576.

C. M.

ANONYMOUS.

Morning or Evening Hymn.

1 ON thee, each morning, O my God!
My waking thoughts attend;
In whom are founded all my hopes,
In whom my wishes end.

2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost,
Thy boundless love surveys;

And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares
Her sacrifice of praise.