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If high or low our station be

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #337 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 If high or low our station be, Of noble or ignoble name; By uncorrupted honesty, Thy blessing, Lord, we'll humbly claim. 2 Enrich'd with that, no want we'll fear, Thy providence shall be our trust. Thou wilt supply our portion here, Thou friend and guardian of the just! 3 Oh! may we, with sincere delight, To all the task of duty pay; Tender of ev'ry social right, Obedient to thy lawful sway! 4 Such virtue thou wilt not forget In that blest world, where virtue shares A fit reward; though not of debt, But what thy boundless grace prepares. Languages: English

Parent of all, Omnipotent

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #353 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Parent of all, Omnipotent I heav'n, and earth below! Through all creation's vast extent, Whose streams of goodness flow: 2 Teach me to know, from whence I rose, And unto what design'd; Nor selfish aims may I propose, Since link'd with human kind. 3 But chief to hear my country's voice May my best thoughts incline: 'Tis reason's law, 'tis virtue's choice, 'Tis nature's call, and thine. 4 Me from fair freedom's sacred cause May nothing e'er divide; Nor grandeur, gold nor vain applause, Nor friendship false misguide. 5 To duty, honour, virtue true, In all my country's weal, Let me my public walk pursue: So, God, thy favour deal! Languages: English

Father of men! thy care we bless

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #355 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Father of all! thy care we bless, Which crowns our families with peace. From thee they spring, and by thy hand They have been and are still sustain'd. 2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd, Be our domestic altars rais'd; Who, Lord of heav'n, scorns not to dwell With saints in their obscurest cell. 3 To thee may each united house, Morning and night, present its vows; Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace. 4 O may each future age proclaim The honours of thy glorious name; While pleas'd and thankful, we remove To join the family above. Languages: English

Come, let us search our ways and try

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #338 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Come, let us search our ways and try; Have they been just and right? Is the great rule of equity Our practice and delight? 2 What we would have our neighbor do, Have we still done the same? From others ne'er withheld the due, Which we from others claim? 3 Have we ne'er envied others' good, Nor envied others' praise? In no man's path malignant stood, Nor us'd detraction's ways? 4 Have we not, deaf to his request, Turn'd from another's woe? The scorn, which wrings the suff'rer's heart, Have we abhorr'd to whew? 5 Then may we raise our modest pray'r To God, the just and kind; May humbly cast on him our care, And hope his grace to find. 6 Religion's path they never trod, Who equity contemn; Nor ever are they just to God, Who prove unjust to men. Languages: English

O God, my Saviour, and my King

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #339 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 O God, my Saviour, and my King, Of all I have or hope the spring! Send down thy spirit from above, And warm my heart with holy love. 2 May I from ev'ry act abstain, That gives another grief or pain; Still may I feel my heart inclin'd, To be the friend of all mankind. 3 With pity let my breast o'erflow, When I behold a brother's woe; And bear a sympathizing part, Whene'er I meet a wounded heart. 4 And let my neighbour's prosp'rous state A mutual joy in me create; His virtuous triumph let me join; His peace and happiness be mine. 5 Yea, though my neighbour's hate I prove, Still let me vanquish hate with love; Slow to resent, though he would grieve, But always ready to forgive. 6 Let love through all my conduct shine, An image fair, though faint, of thine; Let me thy humble follower prove, Father of men, great God of love! Languages: English

Let Pharisees of high esteem

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #340 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Let Pharisees of high esteem Their faith and zeal declare: All their religion is a dream, If love be wanting there. 2 Love suffers long with patient eye, Nor is provok'd in haste; She lets the present inj'ry die, And long forgets the past. 3 Malice and rage, those fires of hell, She quenches with her tongue; Hopes and believes, and thinks no ill, Tho' she endure the wrong. 4 She ne'er desires nor seeks to know The scandals of the time; Nor looks with pride on those below, Nor envies those that climb. 5 She lays her own advantage by, To seek her neighbour's good; So God's own Son came down to die, And save us by his blood. 6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow'r In all the realms above; There faith and hope are known no more, But saints for ever love. Languages: English

Blest is the man whose heart is kind

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #341 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Blest is the man, whose heart is kind And melts with pity to the poor; Who, with a sympathizing mind, Feels what his fellowmen endure. 2 His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hands can do; He in the time of gen'ral grief Shall find, the Lord hath pity too. 3 This man shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his head; Though sword, or pestilence, or dearth Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or, if with mortal suff'rings try'd, Suff'rings shall all his soul refine, Sweet hope his refuge shall provide, And minister a bliss divine. Languages: English

Father of our feeble race

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #342 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Father of our feeble race, Wise, beneficent, and kind! Spread o'er nature's ample face, Flows thy goodness unconfin'd. Musing in the silent grove, Or the busy walks of men, Still we trace thy wond'rous love, Claiming large returns again. 2 Lord, what offerings shall we bring, At thine altars when we bow? Hearts, the pure unsullied spring Whence the kind affections flow, Soft compassion's feeling soul, By the melting eye express'd; Sympathy, at whose control Sorrow leaves the tortur'd breast; 3 Willing hands to lead the blind, Bind the wounded, or feed the poor; Love, embracing all our kind; Charity, with lib'ral store. Teach us, O thou heav'nly King, Thus to show our grateful mind; Thus th' accepted off'ring bring, Love to thee and all mankind Languages: English

Bright source of everlasting love!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #343 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 Bright source of everlasting love! To thee our souls we raise; And to thy matchless bounty rear A monument of praise. 2 Thy mercy gilds the path of life With ev'ry cheering ray; Kindly restrains the rising tear, Or wipes that tear away. 3 When, sunk in guilt, our race approach'd The borders of despair; Thy grace through Jesus' blood proclaim'd A free salvation near. 4 What shall we render, bounteous Lord, For all the grace we see? Alas! the goodness worms can yield Extendeth not to thee. 5 To tents of woe, to beds of pain, Our cheerful feet repair; And, with the gifts thy hand bestows, Relieve the mourners there. 6 The widow's heart shall sing for joy; The orphan shall be glad; And hung'ring souls we'll gladly point To Christ the living bread. 7 Thus, passing through this vale of tears, Our useful light shall shine; And other learn to glorify Our Father's name divine. Languages: English

O what stupendous mercy shines

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #344 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Social Duties Lyrics: 1 O what stupendous mercy shines Around the majesty of heav'n! Rebels he deigns to call his sons, Their souls renew'd, their sins forgiv'n. 2 Go, imitate the grace divine,-- The grace that blazes like a sun; Hold forth your fair, though feeble light, Through all your lives let mercy run. 3 Upon your bounty's willing wings Swift let the great salvation fly; The hungry feed, the naked clothe, To pain and sickness help apply. 4 Pity the weeping widow's woe, And be her counsellor and stay; Adopt the fatherless, and smooth To useful, happy life, his way. 5 Let age with want and weakness bow'd, Your mercy and compassion move; Let e'en your enemies be bless'd, Their hatred recompens'd with love. Languages: English