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My God, how endless is thy love!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #398 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 My God, how endless is thy love! Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new; And morning mercies from above Gently descend like earthly dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours; Thy sov'reign word restores the light, and quickens all my drowsy pow'rs. 3 I yield myself to thy command; To thee devote my nights and days: Perpetual blessings from thy hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. Languages: English

Hosannah with a cheerful sound

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #399 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Hosanna with a cheerful sound To God's upholding hand! Ten thousand snares our path surround, And yet secure we stand. 2 How wondrous is that mighty pow'r Which form'd us with a word! And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour, We lean upon the Lord. 3 The ev'ning rests our weary head, And mercy guards the room. We wake, and we admire the bed That was not made our tomb. 4 The rising morn cannot assure, That we shall end the day; For death stands ready at the door To take our lives away. 5 God is our Sun, whose daily light Our joy and safety brings; Our feeble frame lies safe at night Beneath his shady wings. Languages: English

Lord of my life! O may thy praise

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #400 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Lord of my life! O may thy praise Employ my noblest pow'rs, Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours! 2 Preserv'd by thy almighty arm, I pass the shades of night, Serene and safe from ev'ry harm, And see returning light. 3 While many spent the night in sighs, And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep I clos'd my eyes And undisturb'd repose. 4 When sleep, death's semblance, o'er me spread, And I unconscious lay; Thy watchful care was round my bed, To guard my feeble clay. 5 O let the same almighty care My waking hours attend; From ev'ry trespass, ev'ry snare, My heedless steps defend. 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. Languages: English

In sleep's serene oblivion laid

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #401 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 In sleep's serene oblivion laid, I safely pass'd the silent night: Again I see the breaking shade, I drink again the morning light. 2 New-born, I bless the waking hour; Once more, with awe, rejoice to be: My conscious soul resumes her pow'r, And springs, my guardian God! to thee. 3 O guide me through the various maze, My doubtful feet are doom'd to tread; And spread thy shield's protecting blaze, Where dangers press around my head. 4 A deeper shade shall soon impend; A deeper sleep my eyes oppress: Yet then thy strength shall still defend, Thy goodness still delight to bless. 5 That deeper shade shall break away; That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes: Thy light shall give eternal day; Thy love, the raptures of the skies. Languages: English

Awake, my soul! and with the sun

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #402 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul! and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth, and early rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 By influ'nce of the light divine, Let thy own light to others shine; Reflect all heav'ns propitious rays, I ardent love and cheerful praise. 3 Lord! I my vows to thee renew: Disperse my sins as morning dew; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. 4 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design to do or say; That ll my pow'rs, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 5 All praise to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refresh'd me, while I slept! Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless light partake. Languages: English

To thee, let my first off'rings rise

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #403 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Morning Lyrics: 1 To thee let my first off'rings rise, Whose sun creates my day; Swift as his gladd'ning influ'nce flies, And spotless as his ray. 2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh, So oft vouchsaf'd before! Still may it lead, protect, supply, And I that hand adore. 3 If bliss thy Providence impart, For which, resign'd, I pray: Give me to feel the grateful heart, That, without guilt, is gay. 4 Affliction should'st thou please to send, As sin's or folly's cure: Patient, to gain that blessed end, May I the means endure. 5 Be this and ev'ry future day Still wiser than the past; That, from the whole of life's survey, I may find peace at last. Languages: English

All praise to thee, my God! this night

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #404 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 All praise to thee, my God! this night, For all the blessings of the light. Keep me, O keep me, King of kings! Beneath thy own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son, The ill that I have ever done; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, e'er I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; To die, that this frail body may Rise glorious at the awful day. Languages: English

Thus far the Lord has led me on

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #405 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Thus far the Lord hath led me on, Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days; And ev'ry ev'ning shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home: But he forgives my follies past And strength supplies for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep; Peace is the pillow of my head: His ever-watchful eye will keep Its constant guard around my bed. 4 Faith in his name forbids my fear: O may thy presence ne’er depart! And in the morning may I bear Thy loving kindness on my heart! Languages: English

Indulgent God! whose bounteous care

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #406 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Indulgent god! whose bounteous care O'er all thy works is shown: O let my grateful praise and pray'r Ascend before thy throne. 2 What mercies has this day bestow'd! How richly hast thou bless'd! My cup with plenty overflow'd, With cheerfulness my breast. 3 Now may sweet slumbers close my eyes, From pain and sickness free; And let my waking thoughts arise, To meditate on thee. 4 So bless each future day and night, Till life's fond scene is o'er; and then to realms of endless light O let my spirit soar! Languages: English

Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #407 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Lord! thou wilt hear me, when I pray; I am forever thine: I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And, while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free; ’Tis sweet conversing on my bed, With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this ev'ning sacrifice; And, when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. Languages: English

Interval of grateful shade

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #408 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Evening Lyrics: 1 Interval of grateful shade, Welcome to my weary head! Welcome, slumber, to my eyes, Tir'd with glaring vanities. 2 My great Master still allows Needful periods of repose: By my heav'nly Father blest, Thus, I give y pow'rs to rest. 3 Heav'nly Father! gracious name! Night and day his love the same! Far be each suspicious thought, Ev'ry anxious care forgot! 4 Thou my ever-bounteous God! Crown'st my days with various good. Thy kind eye, which cannot sleep, My defenseless hours shall keep. 5 What if death my sleep invade? Should I be of death afraid? While encircled by thine arm, Death may strike, but cannot harm. 6 With thy heav'nly presence blest, Death is life, and labour rest. Welcome sleep or death to me, Still secure, for still with thee! Languages: English

Great God! we sing that mighty hand

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #409 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 Great God! we sing that mighty hand, By which supported, still we stand. The op'ning year your mercy shows: Let mercy, crown it, till it close. 2 By day, at night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God; By his incessant bounty fed, By his unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own; The future, all to us unknown, We to thy guardian-care commit, And peaceful, leave before thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, Be thou our joy, and thou our rest: Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Ador'd through all our changing days. 5 When death shall interrupt our songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues; Our helper God, in whom we trust, In better worlds our souls shall boast. Languages: English

God of our lives! thy constant care

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #410 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 The God of our lives! thy constant care With blessings crowns each op'ning year. These lives, so frail, dost thou prolong, And wake anew our annnual song. 2 How many precious souls are fled To the dark regions of the dead, Since, from this day, the changing sun Through his last yearly course has run! 3 We yet survive: but who can say, Or through the year, or month, or day, I shall retain my vital breath, Thus far at least in league with death? 4 That breath is thine, eternal God! 'Tis thine to fix the soul's abode. We hold our lives from thee alone, On earth, or in the world unknown. 5 To thee we all our pow'rs resign; Make us and own us still as thine: Then shall we smile, secure from fear, Though death should blast the rising year. 6 Thy children, eager to be gone, Bid time's impetuous tide roll on, And land them on that blooming shore Where years and death are known no more. Languages: English

Remark my soul! the narrow bounds

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #411 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances New-Year Lyrics: 1 Remark, my soul! the narrow bounds Of the revolving year. How swift the weeks complete their rounds! How short the months appear! 2 So fast eternity comes on, And that important, When all that mortal life has done God's judgment shall survey. 3 Yet like an idle tale we pass The swift advancing year; And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. 4 Waken, O God! my trifling heart, Its great concern to see; That I may act the Christian part, And give the year to thee. 5 Thus shall their course more grateful run, If future years arise; And bear me, swift as time can move, To joy that never dies. Languages: English

Praise, happy land! Jehovah's name

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #412 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 Praise, happy land! Jehovah's name; His goodness, and thy bliss proclaim. For thee each blessing largely flows, That freedom's lib'ral hand bestows. 2 Thy children are secure and blest; Thy shores have peace, thy cities rest; He feeds thy sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat. 3 Thy changing seasons he ordains, Thine early and thy latter rains; His flakes of snow like wool he sends, And well the springing corn defends. 4 But he hath nobler works and ways, To call his people to his praise: To all our land his laws are shown; His gospel's through the nation known. Languages: English

How rich thy gifts, Almighty King!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #413 (1814) Meter: Irregular Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 How rich thy gifts, Almighty King! From thee our varied comforts spring: Th' extended trade, the fruitful skies, The blessings liberty bestows, Th' eternal joys te gospel shows— All from thy boundless goodness rise. 2 Here commerce spreads the wealthy store, That pours from ev'ry foreign shore; Science and art their charms display: Religion teaches us to raise Our voices to our Maker's praise, As truth and conscience point the way. 3 With grateful hearts, with joyful songs; His pow'r and mercy we proclaim: This land through ev'ry age shall own, Jehovah here has fix'd his throne, And triumph in his mighty name. 4 Long as the moon her course shall run, Or man behold the circling sun, O still may God amidst us reign: Crown our just counsels with success, With peace and joy our borders bless, And all our sacred rights maintain. Languages: English

In vain opposing nations rage

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #414 (1814) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 In vain opposing nations rage, If God with us abide: One word of his dissolves their strength, And humbles all their pride. 2 His wisdom sees correction meet; He gives the dread command, And war its desolation spreads Through ev'ry trembling land. 3 His purpose wrought, again he speaks, And desolations cease; War's loud alarms are heard no more, And all the world is peace. 4 Mortals, adore his sov'reign pow'r, Nor dare provoke his rod: Through all your various tribes be still, And know that he is God. Languages: English

While sounds of war are heard around

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #415 (1814) Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 While sounds of war are heard around, And death and ruin strew the ground: To thee we look, on thee we call, The Parent and the Lord of all. 2 Thou, who hast stamp'd on human kind The image of a heav'n-born mind, And in a Father’s wide embrace Hast cherished all the kindred race; 3 O see, with that insatiate rage Thy sons their impious battles wage; How spreads destruction like a flood, And brothers shed their brothers' blood! 4 See guilty passions spring to birth, And deeds of hell deform the earth; Whilst righteousness and justice mourn, And love and pity droop forlorn. 5 Great God! whose pow'rful hand can bind The raging waves, the furious wind, O bid the human tempest cease, And hush the madd'ning world to peace. 6 With rev'rence may each hostile land Hear and obey that high command, Thy Son’s blest errand from above:— “My creatures, live in mutual love!” Languages: English

God, to correct the world

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #416 (1814) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 God, to correct the world, In wrath is slow to rise; But comes at length, in thunder cloth'd, And darkness veils the skies. 2 His banners, lifted high, The nations' God declare, And, stain'd with blood, with terrors mark'd, Spread wonder and despair. 3 All earthly pomp and pride Are in his presence lost; Empires o'erturned, thrones, sceptres, crowns, In wild confusion tost. 4 While war and wo prevail, And desolation wide; In God, the sov'reign Lord of all, The righteous still confide. 5 Mysterious is the course Of his tremendous way: His path is in the trackless winds, And in the foaming sea. 6 Yet, though now wrapt in clouds, And from our view conceal'd The righteous Judge will soon appear, In majesty reveal'd! 7 He'll curb the lawless pow'r, The deadly wrath of man; And all the windings will unfold Of his own gracious plan. 8 The sons of tyranny, In ruin shall be hurl'd; And light, and liberty, and bliss, Embrace the new-born world. Languages: English

O come, behold a scene of dread!

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy #417 (1814) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Particular Occasions and Circumstances Public and National Blessings and Afflictions Lyrics: 1 O come, behold a scene of dread! Behold a world with slaughter spread! And know, 'tis God who bids each land thus feel the terrors of his hand. 2 'Tis his again the earth to cheer, To break the bow, to snap the spear, To wrap in flames the glitt'ring car, And hush the tumult of the war. 3 Behold us, Lord! oppress'd with woe, And exil'd from thy care we go: Rebuk'd for sin, chastis'd by thee, Grant us again thy face to see. 4 O thou, the God whom we adore! Our breaches heal, our peace restore. Our hope on man repos'd in vain, O let thy strength, great God! sustain. 5 The objects of thy tend'rest love O save, propitious from above! Let us with them thy mercy share, And hear, O hear our ceaseless pray'r. Languages: English

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