Friendly Societies. Bear ye one another's burdens, and so 880 fulfil the law of Christ."" O PRAISE our GOD to-day, His grace alone inspires our hearts To sweeten many a cup of woe The following Hymns are suitable: Barbest. and Who giveth food to all flesh; for His 881 mercy endureth for ever." PRAISE, O praise our GoD and King: For His mercies still endure my And hath bid the fruitful field Praise Him for our harvest-store, p And for richer Food than this, Glory to the FATHER, SON, "They joy before Thee according to the COME, ye'thankful people, come, Ere the winter-storms begin; er Ripening with a wondrous power Grant, O Losp of life, that we mf For we know that Thou wilt come But the fruitful ears to store my Come then, LORD of mercy, come mf Praise Him that He made the sun All upon the golden floor Day by day his course to run; And the silver moon by night, Praising Thee for evermore: Amen "The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord, and Thou givest them their meat in 383 due season." my Praise Him that He gave the rain mf WE plough the fields, and scatter To mature the swelling grain; For His mercies still endure The good seed on the land, [raise To Thee, O LORD, our hearts we In hymns of adoration, To Thee bring sacrifice of praise With shouts of exultation; my Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, The hills with joy are ringing. The valleys stand so thick with corn That even they are singing. mf And now, on this our festal day, Thy bounteous Hand confessing Upon Thine Altar, LORD, we lay The first-fruits of Thy blessing; p By Thee the souls of men are fed With gifts of grace supernal, Thou, Who dost give us earthly bread, Oh, blessed is that land of GOD, Where Saints abide for ever; Where golden fields spread far and broad, Where flows the crystal river: The strains of all its holy throng With ours to-day are blending; Thrice blessed is that harvest-song Which never hath an ending. Amen. "While the earth remaineth, seed-time and 385 harvest... shall not cease." mf GOD the FATHER! Whose Creation Gives to flowers and fruits their birth, Thou, Whose yearly operation Brings the hour of harvest mirth, Of the August-gold of earth. p Thee in Whom our woes find curing, cr Thee that liftest up our horn mf Gop the HOLY GHOST! the showers p Grant that we, or young, or hoary, Paraclete, for ever be. Amen. 386 "Behold a sower went forth to sow." mf THE Sower went forth sowing, Through weeks of faith and patience, 2 The seed in secret slept cr Till out the green blade crept; And warm'd by golden sunshine, And fed by silver rain,, At last the fields were whiten'd To harvest once again. 10 praise the heavenly Sower, Who gave the fruitful seed. And watch'd and water'd duly, And ripen'd for our need myBehold the heavenly Sower p Within a hallow'd acre He sows yet other grain, When peaceful earth receiveth The dead He died to gain:. For though the growth be hidden, cr We know that they shall rise; Yea even now they ripen In sunny Paradise. [ment, 10 summer land of harvest, O fields for ever white With souls that wear CHRIST's rai With crowns of golden light! m/One day the heavenly Sower Shall reap where He hath sown, er And come again rejoicing, And with Him bring His own; And then the fan of judgment Shall winnow from His floor The chaff into the furnace That flameth evermore. mf0 holy, awful Reaper, Have mercy in the day Thou puttest in Thy sickle, rall e pp And cast us not away. Amen. myDaily, O LORD, our prayers be said, As Thou hast taught, for daily bread; But not alone our bodies feed, Supply our fainting spirits' need: cr O Bread of life, from day to day Be Thou their Comfort, Food, and Stay. Amen. 388 "Thou visitest the earth, and bleasest it; Thou makeat it very plenteous." mfFATHER of mercies, GoD of love, Whose gifts all creatures share, The rolling seasons as they move Proclaim Thy constant care. p When in the bosom of the earth The sower hid the grain, [birth cr Thy goodness mark'd its secret And sent the early rain. myThe spring's sweet Influence, LORD, was Thine, The seasons knew Thy call; Thou mad'st the summer sun to shine, The summer dews to fall. Thy gifts of mercy from above Matured the swelling grain; [lors, fAnd now the harvest crowns Thy And plenty fills the plain. mf0 ne'er may our forgetful hearts Although... the fields shall yield no meat... yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my 389 salvation." mf WHAT our FATHER does is well; Blessed truth His children tell! dim Though He send, for plenty, want Though the harvest-store be scant, cr Yet we rest upon His love, Seeking better things above. my What our FATHER does is well; Shall the wilful heart rebel? dim If a blessing He withhold In the field, or in the fold, cr is it not Himself to be All our Store eternally? my What our FATHER does is well : p Though He sadden hill and dell, er Upward yet our praises rise For the strength His Word supplies; He has call'd us sons of GOD, p Can we murmur at His rod? my What our FATHER does is well: May the thought within us dwell dim Though nor milk nor honey now flow In our barren Canaan now, cr GOD can save us in our need, GOD can bless us, GoD can feed Therefore unto Him we raise Hymns of glory, songs of praise; To the FATHER, and the SON, And the SPIRIT, THREE in ONE, Honour, might, and glory be Now, and through eternity. Amen. This Hymn may be sung when there is a deficiency in the crope. BRIGHTLY gleams our banner Pointing to the sky, Waving wanderers onward To their home on high. Journeying o'er the desert, Gladly thus we pray, cr And with hearts united Take our heavenward way. Brightly gleams our banner Pointing to the sky, Waving wanderers onward. To their home on high mf JESU, LORD and Master, At Thy sacred Feet, Here with hearts rejoicing See Thy children meet; Often have we left Thee, Often gone astray; Keep us, mighty SAVIOUR, In the narrow way. Brightly gleams, &e mf All our days direct us In the way we go, Bid Thine Angels shield us When the storm-clouds lour, cr Pardon, LORD, and save us In the last dread hour. Brightly gleams, &c. "Be strong and of a good courage. And the Lord, He it is that doth 891 before thee." ONWARD, Christian soldiers, At the sign of triumph Moves the Church of GOD; er One in hope and doctrine, Onward, &c. p Crowns and thrones may perlah Kingdoms rise and wane, er But the Church of JESUS Constant will remain ; f Gates of hell can never 'Gainst that Church prevall; We have CHRIST's own promise, And that cannot fail. Onward, &c. Onward, then, ye people, Unto CHRIST the King, Unward, &c. Amea. "Speak unto the children of Israel thes my FORWARD! be our watchword. Amen. Burns the fiery pillar Who shall dream of shrinking Forward through the desert, Sion beams with light. Forward, when in childhood Forward, flock of Jesus, Leave behind the night; Glories upon glories Far o'er yon horizon Thither, onward thither, Into God's high temple REJOICE, ye pure in heart, Rejoice, give thanks, and sing: Your festal banner wave on high, The Cross of CHRIST your King my Bright youth and snow-crown'd age, Strong men and maidens meek, Raise high your free exulting song God's wondrous praises speak. Yes onward, onward still, With hymn, and chant, and song Thro' gate, and porch, and column' aisle, The hallow'd pathways throng. Whilst answering echoes upward float. loved, |