"But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and in his law doth
he meditate day and night." - Psalm 1:2
How happy, gracious Lord, are we!
Divinely drawn to follow thee:
Whose hours divided are,
Between the mount and multitude,
Our day is spent in doing good,
Our night in praise and pray'r.
With us no melancholy void;
No moment lingers unemploy'd,
Or unimprov'd below;
Our weariness of life is gone,
Who live to serve our God alone,
And only thee to know.
The winter's night and summer's day,
Glide imperceptibly away,
Too short to sing thy praise;
And haste to join those heavenly powers
In everlasting lays.
With all who chaunt thy name on high,
And holy, holy, holy, cry,
A bright harmonious throng!
We long thy praises to repeat,
And ceasless sing around they seat
The new eternal song.
The Methodist Pocket Hymn-Book. New York:
J. Soule and T. Mason Publishing Co., 1818.
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