The Sovereign of your heart proclaim, And bow before his throne. 2 When in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.
3 And shall we long and wish in vain? Lord, teach our songs to rise: Thy love can raise our humble strain, And bid it reach the skies.
4 Oh, happy period!-glorious day! When heaven and earth shall raise, With all their powers, their raptured lay To celebrate thy praise.
Christ ever present in his Churches.
1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind;
Such ever bring thee where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few! Thy former mercies here renew; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name.
L. M. 97th Ps. Tune. Winchester.
The Presence of God realized.
1 LO, God is here!-let us adore, And own how dreadful is this place! Let all within us feel his power, And silent bow before his face! 2 Lo, God is here!-him day and night Th' united choirs of angels sing: To him, enthroned above all height, Let saints their humble worship bring. 3 Lord God of hosts! oh may our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill: Still may we stand before thy face, Still hear and do thy sovereign will.
1 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord; Help us to feed upon thy word; All that has been amiss forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good; Wash all our works in Jesus' blood; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace.
8s, 7s & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville. 1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing; Fill our hearts with joy and peace Let us, each thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace: Oh refresh us,
Travelling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound! May thy presence
With us evermore be found! 3 Then, whene'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away, Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad the summons to obey- May we ever
Reign with Christ in endless day!
8s & 7s. Walpole. Sicilian Hymn. 1 MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above.
2 Thus may we abide in union
With each other, and the Lord, And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford.
8s, 7s & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville.
1 GOD of our salvation, hear us; Bless, oh bless us, ere we go; When we join the world, be near us,
Lest we cold and careless grow: Saviour, keep us—
Keep us safe from every foe. 2 May we live in view of heaven, Where we hope to see thy face; Save us from unhallowed leaven, All that might obscure thy grace; Keep us walking
Each in his appointed place. 3 As our steps are drawing nearer To the place we call our home, May our view of heaven grow clearer, Hope more bright of joys to come; And, when dying,
May thy presence cheer the gloom.
1 THE peace which God alone reveals, And by his word of grace imparts, Which only the believer feels,
Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts!
2 And may the holy Three in One, The Father, Word, and Comforter, Pour an abundant blessing down On every soul assembled here!
Languid Devotion lamented.
1 FREQUENT the day of God returns, To shed its quickening beams; And yet how slow devotion burns! How languid are its flames!
2 Accept our faint attempts to love; Our follies, Lord, forgive;
We would be like thy saints above, And praise, thee while we live.
3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, And Sabbaths never end;-
4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air With heavenly lustre shine-
Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine.
5 There shall we join, and never tire, To sing immortal lays;
And with the bright, seraphic choir, Sound forth Immanuel's praise.
Longing for the eternal Sabbath.
1 WHEN, dearest Saviour-when shall I Behold thee all serene;
Blest in perpetual Sabbath day, Without a vail between?
2 Assist me while I wander here, Amid a world of cares; Incline my roving heart to pray, And then accept my prayers.
3 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give, To be my guide and friend; To light my path to ceaseless joys- Where Sabbaths never end.
Pleasing Remembrance of the Sabbath. 1 LORD, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee!
At once they sing-at once they prayThey hear of heaven, and learn the way. 2 I have been there, and still would go: "Tis like the dawn of heaven below: Not all that careless sinners say, Shall tempt me to forget this day. 3 Oh write upon my memory, Lord, The truths and precepts of thy word! That I may break thy laws no more, But love thee better than before.
4 With thoughts of Christ, and things divine, Fill up this foolish heart of mine;
That, finding pardon through his blood, I may lie down, and wake with God.
1 I LOVE to see the Lord below; His church displays his grace; But upper worlds his glory know, And view him face to face.
2 I love to worship at his feet, Though sin annoy me there; But saints, exalted near his seat, Have no assaults to fear.
3 I love to meet him in his court, And taste his heavenly love; But still his visits seem too short, Or I too soon remove.
4 He shines-and I am all delight; He hides-and all is pain: When will he fix me in his sight, And ne'er depart again!
Aff 5 O Lord, I love thy service now; Thy church displays thy power; But soon in heaven I hope to view And praise thee evermore.
S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington,
Ministers the Bearers of glad Tidings.
1 HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal!
? How charming is their voice! How sweet their tidings are! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King, He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears,
That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found!
4 How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heavenly light! Prophets and kings desired it long, But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad! Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God.
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