SACRED SONGS. Thou art, Oh God! Air-Unknown. 61 "The day is thine; the night also is thine: thou hast prepared the light and the sun. "Thou hast set all the borders of the earth; thou hast made summer and winter."-Psalm lxxiv. 16, 17. THOU art, oh God! the life and light When Day, with farewell beam, delays Among the opening clouds of even, Through golden vistas into heaven; When night, with wings of starry gloom, When youthful Spring around us breathes, This world is all a fleeting show. Air-Stevenson. This world is all a fleeting show, There's nothing true but Heav'n. And false the light on Glory's plume, As fading hues of Even; And Love, and Hope, and Beauty's bloom, There's nothing bright but Heaven! Poor wanderers of a stormy day, From wave to wave we're driven, And Fancy's flash and Reason's ray Serve but to light the troubled wayThere's nothing calm but Heaven! Fall'n is thy throne. Air-Martini. Fall'n is thy throne, oh Israel! Thy children weep in chains. That fire from heaven which led thee, Now lights thy path no more. Lord! thou didst love Jerusalem ;— Thy long-loved olive-tree;-64 For other gods than Thee! Then sunk the star of Solyma; "Go," said the Lord, " ye conquerors! "Steep in her blood your swords, "And raze to earth her battlements,66 "For they are not the Lord's! "Till Zion's mournful daughter "O'er kindred bones shall tread, "And Hinnom's vale of slaughter67 "Shall hide but half her dead!" Saint Jerome's love.68 Air-Beethoven. Who is the maid my spirit seeks, Through cold reproof and slander's blight? Has she Love's roses on her cheeks? Is hers an eye of this world's light? |