HYMN CLXIII. N° O more to sigh, no more to weep, A voice from heaven declares them blest, In paradise of God they meet May we, most gracious Lord, hold fast Our heavenly hope while life shall last; Like them may we the faith maintain, And thine eternal kingdom gain. To him with whom the blessed live S HYMN CLXIV. WEET is the hour of closing day, When peacefully he sinks to rest; A smile upon his wasted cheek, To bear him to the bright abode. Who would not wish to die like those Of them which sleep on Jesus' breast? All power and wisdom, as is meet, Amen. MOST HYMN CLXV. OST gracious Lord, in all distress In present depths of bitterness On thee our hope is laid. We know the wonders thou hast wrought On earth in days of old; How thy right hand deliverance brought, And made the fearful bold. Our fathers, when, by grief opprest, Were aye by thee with comfort blest, Their children at thy mercyseat All glory to thy holy Name, To day, and yesterday, the same, WHAT HYMN CLXVI. HAT though the fig tree shall decay, The olive branch no fatness bear, And vain appear the tiller's care; Though in the fold no sheep abound, Though dearth shall o'er green herb prevail, Yet will we in the Lord rejoice, And sing his love with thankful voice. Blest Father, who dost aye correct The bruised reed who wilt not break, Nor thine afflicted e'er forsake; With Son and Holy Ghost, to thee Thanksgiving, praise, and glory be. Amen. A HYMN CLXVII. LL times, O Lord, thy mercy prove, Thy gifts all creatures share; The circling seasons, as they move, Reveal thy constant care. When in the bosom of the earth The sower hid the grain, Thy goodness marked its secret birth, The spring's glad influence was thine; Thou mad'st the summer suns to shine, The summer dews to fall. The hand unseen that works above All praise and glory, as is meet, Be to the Father, Son, And Holy Ghost the Paraclete, Eternal Three in One. Amen. |