3 "Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with Thy fulness stored; Unto Thee be glory given,

Holy, holy, holy Lord."

Thus Thy glorious name confessing,

We adopt Thy angels' cry, "Holy, holy, holy," blessing

Thee, the Lord of hosts most High.—Cho.

PROVIDENCE.

ALL THY WORKS, O HEAVENLY FATHER.

From G. S. & T. B., No. 131. 8s, 7s, D.

74 ALL

LL Thy works, O Heavenly FATHER,
What Thou biddest them, fulfil;

Shall not I, Thy child, much rather
Sing Thy praise, and do Thy will?
Hitherto Thy hand hath led me,

And hath brought me on my way;
Thou hast clothed me, Thou hast fed me,
Thou hast blest me every day.

2 LORD, 'tis of Thy loving-kindness
That Thy Gospel I have known;
Else I might have sat in blindness,
Bowing down to wood and stone.

3

To Thy font my parents brought me,
Ere Thy tender love I knew ;
And Thy Minister has taught me
What to flee, and what to do.

Since my time is like an arrow,

Hastening on without delay,

And Thy gate is straight and narrow,
Very narrow is the way—

Thou who gav'st Thy Son to save me,
Send Thy HOLY SPIRIT down;

Make me do as Thou wouldst have me,
Make me more and more Thine own.

GOD HATH MADE THE MOON.
From H. S. S. H. No. 139. 75, 5s, D.

75 Go

OD hath made the moon, whose beam
Shimmers soft o'er hill and stream,

Lighting with her silv'ry gleam

All our lonely way.

Glides she, with companions bright,
Through the silent hours of night;
Then fades in overwhelming light,
Lost in perfect day.

2 God hath made the glorious sun,
Through his daily course to run ;
From the dawn till day is done
Brightly shineth he.

When his circling round is o'er,
And we see him here no more,
He rises on a brighter shore,
Far beyond the sea.

3 God hath sent me here below,
In my daily life to show
Constant love to friend and foe,
As He showed for me.

When we here have closed our eyes,
Sunk where death's dark ocean lies,
To worlds of glory may we rise,

Lighted, Lord, by Thee! AMEN.

ALL IS BRIGHT AND CHEERFUL ROUND US.

76 A

From H. S. S. H. No. 137. 85, 7s, D.

LL is bright and cheerful round us;

All above is soft and blue;

Spring at last hath come and found us,
Spring and all its pleasures too;
Every flower is full of gladness;

Dew is bright and birds are gay;
Earth, with all its sin and sadness,
Seems a happy place to-day.

2 If the flowers, that fade so quickly,
If a day, that ends in night,

If the sky, that clouds so thickly
Often cover from our sight,—

If they all have so much beauty,
What must be GOD's Land of Rest,
Where His sons, that do their duty,
After many toils are blest?

3 There are leaves that never wither,
There are flowers that ne'er decay;
Nothing evil goeth thither,

Nothing good is kept away.

They that came from tribulation,

Washed their robes and made them white,

Out of every tongue and nation,

They have rest, and peace, and light. AMEN.

REDEMPTION.

SING OF JESUS.

From J. & G., page 5. P. M.

ING of JESUS—of His mercy

my SING

In the pardon of our sin;

Of the precious love that bought us;
Of the blood that makes us clean.

Chorus. Sing of JESUS, sing of JESUS,

Of the precious, precious Saviour,
Sing of JESUS, sing of JESUS,
Sing His praise forever.

2 Sing of JESUS-of His patience
With our cold, unloving hearts;
Of the tenderness that draws us;

Of the grace that peace imparts.-Cho.

3 Sing of JESUS-of His goodness
Crowning all our earthly days;
Strewing blessings rich and countless,

All along life's devious ways.-Cho.

'TIS GRACE! 'TIS GRACE! 'TIS WONDERFUL GRACE!

From J. & G., page 135. P. M.

78 'TIS grace! 'tis grace! 'tis wonderful grace!

This great salvation brings;

The soul delivered of its load,
In sweetest rapture sings.

Chorus 'Tis grace! 'tis grace!

Wonderful, wonderful grace! 'Tis grace! 'tis grace!

Flowing still, freely for me!

2 'Tis grace! 'tis grace! 'tis wonderful grace!

Which saves the soul from sin ;

The power of rising evil slays,

And reigns supreme within.-Cho.