Village Hymns for Social Worship; Selected and Original; Designed As a Supplement to the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1838 edition. Excerpt: ... the Rain, Sfc. Isa. lv. 10, 11. 1 BEHOLD the genial showers descend Upon the fruitful field; What blessings in their train attend, What kind effects they yield. 2 'Tis God himself the ground prepares, His Spirit sows the land; And ev'ry pleasant fruit it bears, Is nurture! by his hand. 3 In vain the husbandman would toil, And scatter seed in vain; Did not the Lord refresh the soil, With gentle show'rs of rain. 4 Spirit of influence! now descend Like rain upon the ground! Through the wide world the gospel send, And make its fruits abound. HYMN 311. L. M. Luther's Hymo. Nantwich. 1 O SUN of Righteousness, arise. With gentle beams on Ziou shine; Dispel the darkness from our eyes, And souls awake to life diviue. 2 On aTl around let grace descend, Like heav'nly dew, or copious show'rs, That we may call our God our friend; That we may hail salvation ours. HYMN 312. H. M. Scott. Allerton. Engle Street. Weymouth. 1 GIRD on, great God, thy sword, Ascend thy conq'ring car, While justice, truth, and love, Maintain the holy war; Victorious thou, thy foes shalt tread, And sin and hell in triumph lead., 2 Make bare thy potent arm, And wing th' unerring dart, With salutary pangs, To each rebellious heart; Then dying souls for life shall sue, Num'rous as drops of morning dew. 3 Then shall the spacious earth Beneath thy sceptre bend; And peace her olive-branch, And balmy wings extend: The dews of heav'n enrich the ground, And Paradise shall bloom around. HYMN 313. L. M. Strong./ Kingibridge. Arm ley. Prayer for opposers of revivals. 1 BLEST Lord, behold the guilty scorn Of those who hate and mock our praise; Pity their state and make them turn. No more to walk in sinful ways. 2 Anxious we see their wretched state, Who never think of heav'n or hell; They...