5 To thee our infant race we'll leave; Them may their fathers' God receive; That voices, yet unform'd, may raise Succeeding hymns of humble praise. 1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high; To thee will I direct my prayer, 2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, 4 But to thy house will I resort, 5 Oh may thy Spirit guide my feet Make every path of duty straight, 1 SOON as the morning rays appear, I'll lift my eyes above; My voice shall reach thy listening ear, And supplicate thy love. 2 Within thy house my voice shall rise Before thy mercy-seat; There will I fix my steadfast And worship at thy feet. eyes, 3 In righteousness thy strength display, And my protection be; Teach me to know that only way, Which leads to heav'n and thee. 48 The Sabbath welcomed. 1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest, 2 Jesus himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day; 3 One day, amid the place Where God my Saviour's been, 4 My willing soul would stay Till call'd to rise, and soar away, 49 WELCOME, delightful morn! I hail thy kind return; Lord make these moments blest. From low delights, and mortal toys, I soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face; Let sinners feel thy quick'ning word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quick'ning powers; And bless these sacred hours: Then shall my soul new life obtain, 50 HYMN. 10's. 1 HAIL, happy day! thou day of holy rest, Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone; 51 HYMN. L. M. 1 ANOTHER six days' work is done; Return, my soul-enjoy thy rest; 2 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise, And draw from heav'n that sweet repose, 3 This heav'nly calm within the breast! 4 With joy, great God, thy works we view, 5 In holy duties let the day In holy pleasures, pass away; 1 COME, let us join with sweet accord 2 This is the day which God hath blest, 53 HYMN. L. M. Preparation for the Duties of the Sabbath implored. 3 Then, when our Sabbaths here are o'er, 1 GREAT God! this sacred day of thine These solemn, consecrated hours: Can every secret thought explore; Engage the ear-and warm the heart; 55 HYMN. P. M. 1 AWAKE, our drowsy souls, Our noblest songs demand: Auspicious morn! thy blissful rays Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise. 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resign'd The glorious Prince of life, In dark domains confin'd: Th' angelic host around him bends, 3 All hail, triumphant Lord! Heav'n with hosannas rings; While earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings! "Worthy art thou, who once wast slain Through endless years to live and reign.” 4 Gird on, great God, thy sword, Ascend thy conqu❜ring car, While justice, truth, and love, Maintain the glorious war: Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread, 1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light Dispels the darkness of the night, 2 Oh! what a night was that, which wrapt A sinful world in gloom! Oh! what a Sun, which broke, this day, |