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Renewing the covenant.
And all, with one accord,
Ourselves to Christ the Lord ;2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' power,
His Name to glorify;
For God to live and die.
Be ever kept in mind;
Or cast his words behind.
Who hears our solemn vow;
Come down, and meet us now.
Let all our hearts receive; Present with the celestial host,
The peaceful answer give. 6 To each the cov’nant blood apply,
Which takes our sins away; And register our names on high,
And keep us to that day. 1055
All praise to him belongs;
Demands our choicest songs :
Another various year;
Before our God appear.
2 Father, thy mercies past we own,Thy still continued care,
Whate'er we have or are :
The wonders of thy love;
To seek thy face above. 3 Our residue of days or hours
Thine, wholly thine, shall be;
A sacrifice to thee,-
To saints on earth forgiven,
The jubilee of heaven. 1056
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The God of ages, praise,
Ancient of endless days,-
We cumber'd long the ground;
On our dead souls was found;
To cut the fig-tree down,
Cried, -Let it still alone :
4 Jesus, thy speaking blood
From God obtain'd the grace,
On us a longer space;
Break up our fallow ground;
To thy great praise abound;
BREVITY AND UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE.
On beginning a new year.
How short the term of life appears
When past—but as a day ! --
Clouded by grief and sin ;
Distressing fears within.
If thou permit our stay,
The true and living way. 1058
And humbly own to thee
What dying worms are we!
2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still,
As days and months increase; And every beating pulse we tell,
Leaves but the number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away
The breath that first it gave: Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're travelling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground,
To push us to the tomb;
To hurry mortals home.
Attends on every breath;
Upon the brink of death!
To walk this dang’rous road; And if our souls are hurried hence,
May they be found with God! 1059
Our hope for years to come,
And our eternal home :-
Still may we dwell secure; Sufficient is thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God,
To endless years the same.
4 A thousand ages, in thy sight,
Are like an evening gone; Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun. 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Beai's all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day. 6 The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears, Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in foll' wing years.
Our hope for years to come;
And our perpetual home!
How transient every earthly bliss !
That bind us to a world like this! 2 The evening cloud, the morning dew,
The with’ring grass, the fading flower, Of earthly hopes are emblems true
The glory of a passing hour. 3 But though earth's fairest blossoms die,
And all beneath the skies is vain, There is a brighter world on high,
Beyond the reach of care and pain. 4 Then let the hope of joys to come
Dispel our cares, and chase our fears : If God be ours, we're travelling home,
Though passing through a vale of tears.