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2 Here holy thoughts a light have shed
From many a radiant face,
A perfume through the place.
The mystery of life,
Their doubts and aid their strife.
4. From humble tenements around
Came up the pensive train,
Which filled their homes again. 5 They live with God, their homes are dust;
But here their children pray,
To find the narrow way.
The God of the Seasons.
1 Great God! let all our tuneful powers
Awake and sing thy mighty name;
The hand from which our being came. 2 Seasons and moons, revolving round
In beauteous order, speak thy praise ;
To thee successive honors raise.
Its sweetest, kindest influence sheds ;
4 Our lives, our health, our friends, we owe
All to thy vast, unbounded love;
The thrush whistles sweet on the spray,
2 Shall every creature around
Their voices in concert unite,
3 Awake, then, my harp, and my lute!
Sweet organs, your notes softly swell!
The Saviour's high praises to tell.
And blossoms deck the spray,
How sweet the vernal day!
2 Hark! how the feathered warblers sing!
'Tis Nature's cheerful voice; Soft music hails the lovely spring,
And woods and fields rejoice.
3 Earth and her thousand voices give
Their thousand notes of praise; And all, that by his mercy live,
To God their offering raise.
4 O God of nature and of grace,
Thy heavenly gifts impart;
Spring, blooming in my heart.
Glad Nature's cheerful song, And love and gratitude divine
Attune my joyful tongue.
7 & 68. M.
1 The leaves around me falling
Are preaching of decay ;
“ Come, pilgrim, come away"
Says I must too decline;
Its lot foreshadows mine.
2 The light my path surrounding,
The loves to which I cling,
The joys that round me wing,
All, all, like stars at even,
Just gleam and shoot away,
And chide at my delay.
Are calling from on high,
Tempt sweetly to the sky:
'Mid scenes of death and sin ? O rise to glory, hither,
And find true life begin."
8 & 78. M.
Bp. HORNE. Autumn Warnings. i See the leaves around us falling,
Dry and withered to the ground, Thus to thoughtless mortals calling,
In a sad and solemn sound: 2. “Sons of Adam, (once in Eden,
Where, like us, be blighted fell,) Hear the lesson we are reading;
Mark the awful truth we tell.
Youth, on length of days presuming,
Who the paths of pleasure tread; View us, late in beauty blooming,
Numbered now among the dead. 4 “What though yet no losses grieve you,
Gay with health and many a grace; Let not cloudless skies deceive you :
Summer gives to autumn place.
5 “ Yearly in our course returning,
Messengers of shortest stay,
Heaven and earth shall pass away." 6 On the tree of life eternal,
O let all our hopes be laid;
Bears leaf that shall not fade.
Imitation of Thomson's Hymn on the Seasons.
On earth thy glories shine;
Thy skill and power divine.
The rolling years A God appears ;
Are full of thee.
We see thy beauty move;
Thy tenderness and love;
Then come, in robes of light,
The summer's flaming days;
Thy majesty displays;
In thee rejoice.
Thy common bounty gives