FOR VARIOUS OCCASIONS.
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In time of Pestilence.
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IN grief and fear, to thee. O Lord,
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We Thine awful judgments are abroad, O shield us, lest we die!
2 The fell disease on every side Walks forth with tainted breath; And pestilence, with rapid stride, Bestrews the land with death.
3 0 look with pity on the scene Of sadness and of dread. And let thine angel stand between The living and the dead!
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4 With contrite hearts to thee, our King, We turn, who oft have strayed;
Accept the sacrifice we bring,
And let the plague be stayed.
Harvest- Home.
Raise the song of harvest- home: All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin: God our Maker doth provide For our wants to be supplied; Come to God's own temple, come, Raise the song of harvest- home!
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2 We ourselves are God's own field, Fruit unto his praise to yield; Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown: First the blade, and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear: Grant, 0 harvest Lord, that we Wholesome grain and pure may be. 3 For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take his harvest home; From his field shall in that day All offences purge away; Give his angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast: But the fruitful ears to store In his garner evermore.
4 Then, thou Church triumphant, come, Raise the song of harvest- home! All are safely gathered in,
Free from sorrow, free from sin; There for ever purified,
In God's garner to abide:
Come, ten thousand angels, come, Raise the glorious harvest- home! " The eyes of all wait upon thee, O Lord; 988 and thou givest them their meat
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in due season."- Psalm cxlv. 15. TE plough the fields, and scatter the
But it is fed and watered
By God's almighty hand; He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain,
The breezes, and the sunshine, And soft refreshing rain. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, For all his love!
2 He only is the Maker
Of all things, near and far; He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening star; The winds and waves obey him, By him the birds are fed; Much more to us, his children, He gives our daily bread. - All good gifts around us
Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, For all his love!
3 We thank thee then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seed- time and the harvest. Our life, our health, our food; Accept the gifts we offer
For all thy love imparts, And, what thou most desirest, Our humble, thankful hearts. All good gifts around us
Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord, For all his love!
( See also Hymns 578, 579.)
On Laying the Foundation 989 of a Chapel. who hast in Zion laid
THOU The true foundation- stone,
And with those a covenant made, Who build on that alone:
Hear us, architect divine, Great builder of thy church below! Now upon thy servants shine,
Who seek thy praise to show.
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2 Earth is thine; her thousand hills Thy mighty hand sustains; Heaven thy awful presence fills: O'er all thy glory reigns: Yet the place of old prepared By regal David's favoured son Thy peculiar blessing shared,
And stood thy chosen throne.
3 We, like Jesse's son, would raise A temple to the Lord;
Sound throughout its courts his praise, His saving name record;
Dedicate a house to him,
Who, once in mortal weakness shrined, Sorrowed, suffered, to redeem,
To rescue all mankind.
4 Father, Son, and Spirit, send The consecrating flame; Now in majesty descend,
Inscribe the living name; That great name by which we live Now write on this accepted stone; Us into thy hands receive,
Our temple make thy throne.
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Ever worship, praise, and fear,-- Father, Son, and Holy Spirit ,
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Shall a house be builded here: Here with prayer its deep foundations In the faith of Christ we lay, Trusting by his help to crown it
With the top- stone in its day.
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