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6 - pen wide the door; And mortals who pass through it, Are mortal nev-er more.
1307 7s. D. Rev. 7:13. C. Wesley. / Beside its ancient portal
A silent sentry stands;
He only can undo it,
And open wide the door;
And mortals who pass through it,
Are mortal nevermore,
2 Though dark and drear the passage Sufferers in his righteous cause;
That leadeth to the gate,
Yet grace comes with the message,
To souls that watch and wait;
And at the time appointed
And leads the Lord's anointed
3 Their sighs are lost in singing,
They're blessed in their tears ;
Their journey heavenward winging,
They leave on earth their fears :
Death like an angel seeineth ; 1308 75 & 6s. D. Heb. 2:14. McKellar
“We welcome thee," they cry; There is a land immortal,
Their face with glory beameth=
'Tis life for them to die!
Anon. 4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours,
Through all our coasts, redundant stores: 1 Great God of nations! now to thee
And winters, softened by thy care, Our hymn of gratitude we raise; With humble heart, and bending knee,
No more the face of horror wear. We offer thee our song of praise. 5 Seasons and months, and weeks, and days, 2 Thy name we bless, Almighty God! Demand successive songs of praise ;
For all the kindness thou hast shown, And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.
Till to those lofty heights we soar, Here, thou our fathers' steps didst guide Where days and years revolve no more. In safety, through their dangerous way.
1311 New Year. DODDRIDGE. 4 We praise thee, that the gospel's light, Through all our land, its radiance sheds; /
Our Helper, God! we bless thy name, Dispels the shades of error's night, Whose love forever is the same; And heavenly blessings round us spreads.
The tokens of thy gracious care
Open, and crown, and close the year. 1310 Thanksgiving. DoDDRIDGE.
2 Amid ten thousand snares we stand, ETERNAL Source of every joy,
Supported by thy guardian hand;
And see, when we review our ways, To hail thee, Sovereign of the year!
Ten thousand monuments of praise. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll,
3 Thus far thine arm has led us on ; Thy hand supports and guides the whole,
Thus far we make thy merey known; The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And while we tread this desert land, And darkness when to vail the skies.
New mercies shall new songs demand. 3 The flowery spring at thy command, 4 Our grateful souls, on Jordan's shore,
Perfumes the air, adorns the land; Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; The summer rays with vigor shine, Then bear, in thy bright courts above, To raise the corn, to cheer the vine. Inscriptions of immortal love.
Bacon. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own
The future—all to us unknown-
We to thy guardian care commit,
And peaceful leave before thy feet.
Be thou our joy, and thou our rest;
Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise,
5 When death shall close our carthly songs, Shall onward through all ages bear
And seal, in silence, mortal tongues, The memory of that holy hour.
Our IIelper, God, in whom we trust,
Shall keep our souls and guard our dust. 3 Laws, freedom, truth, and faith in God
While o'er the deep thy servants sail,
Send thou, O Lord, the prosperous gale;
And on their hearts where'er they go, 4 And here thy name, O God of love, Oh, let thy heavenly breezes blow!
Their children's children shall adore, 12 If on the morning's wings they fly.
They will not pass beyond thine eye;
The wanderer's prayer thou bend'st to
hear, 1313 New Year. DoDDRIDGE.
And faith exults to know thee near. Great God, we sing that mighty hand,
by hand, 3 When tempests rock the groaning bark,
Oh, hide them safe in Jesus' ark !
When in the tempting port they ride,
Oh, keep them safe at Jesus' side! 2 By day, by night—at home, abroad, 4 If life's wide ocean smile or roar, Still we are guarded by our God;
Still guide them to the heavenly shore; By his incessant bounty fed,
And grant their dust in Christ may sleep, By his unerring counsel led.
Abroad, at home, or in the deep.
1315 National WELFORD. | 3 Oh, may each soul assembled here, LORD! while for all mankind we pray, Be married, Lord, to thee ! Of every clime and coast,
Clad in thy robes, made white and fair, Oh, hear us for our native land,
To spend eternity !
STEELE 2 Oh, guard our shore from every foe, See, gracious God, before thy throne, With peace our borders bless,
Thy mourning people bend ! With prosperous times our cities crown, 'Tis on thy sovereign grace alone, Our fields with plenteousness.
Our humble hopes depend. 3 Unite us in the sacred love
2 Alarming judgments from thy hand, Of knowledge, truth, and thee ;
Thy dreadful power display; And let our bills and valleys shout Yet mercy spares this guilty land, The songs of liberty.
And yet we live to pray. 4 Here may religion, pure and mild, | 3 Oh, bid us turn, Almighty Lord, Smile on our Sabbath hours ;
By thy resistless grace; And piety and virtue bless
Then shall our hearts obey thy word, The home of us and ours.
And humbly seek thy face. 5 Lord of the nations, thus to thee I218
Seamen. Our country we commend ;
We come, O Lord, before thy throne, Be thou her refuge and her trust,
And, with united plea, Her everlasting friend.
We meet and pray for those who roam 1316 A Marriage Hymn. BERRIDGE.
Far off upon the sea. Since Jesus freely did appear
2 Oh, may the Holy Spirit bow
The sailor's heart to thee,
Like rain-drops in the sea !
Pour peace into his breast, Their union with thy favor crown, And waft him to the port above And bless the nuptial bands.
Of everlasting rest.
1319 New Year.
Anon. | 3 Great God! on what a slender thread Our Father! through the coming year
Hang everlasting things !
The eternal state of all the dead
Upon life's feeble strings !
4 Infinite joy, or endless woe,
Attends on every breath;
And yet, how unconcerned we go
5 Waken, O Lord, our drowsy sense, 8. It may be it shall darkly blend
To walk this dangerous road!
And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God.
1321 Close of the Year. DODDRIDGE. And nights of lingering pain;
Awake, ye saints ! and raise your eyes,
And raise your voices high :
Awake, and praise that sovereign love, 5 But calmly, Lord, on thee we rest;
That shows salvation nigh.
2 On all the wings of tiine it flies,
Each moment brings it near ;
Then welcome each declining day,
Welcome each closing year.
3 Not many years their rounds shall run, And humbly own to thee
Nor many mornings rise,
Ere all its glories stand revealed
To our admiring eyes.
Ye mortal powers ! decay ;
Fast as ye bring the night of death,
Ye bring eternal day.