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6 O may our more harmonious Tongues,

In Worlds unknown pursue the Songs ,
And in those brighter Courts adore,
Where Days and Years revolve no more!


LORD of the Worlds

How pleasant and how fair
The Dwellings of thy Love,

Thy earthly Temples are ! To thine Abode

my Heart aspires, With warm Defires to see God. 2 O happy Souls that pray

Where God appoints to hear !
O happy Men that pay.

Their constant Service there!
They praise thee still: And happy they
That love the Way to Sion's Hill.
3 They go from Strength to Strength,

Thro this dark Vale of Tears,
Till each arrives at length,

Till each in Heav'n appears.
O glorious Seat! Thou God our King
Shalt thither bring our willing Feet.
4 God is our Sun and Shield,

Our Light and our Defence ;
With Gifts his Hands are fill'd,

We draw our Blessings thence:
He shall bestow upon our Race
His faving Grace, and Glory too.

5 The Lord his people loves,

His Hand no Good withholds
From those his Heart approves,

From holy, humble Souls.
Thrice happy he, O. God of Hofts,
Whose Spirit trusts alone in thee!

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OME let us join our cheerful Songs

With Angels round the Throne;
Ten thousand thousand are their Tongues,

But all their Joys are one.
2 Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they cry,

To be exalted thus;
Worthy the Lamb our Lips reply,

For he was flain for us, 3 Jesus is worthy to receive

Honour and Pow'r divine;
And Bleflings more than we can give,

Be, Lord, for ever thine.
Let all that dwell above the sky,

And Air, and Earth, and Seas;
Conspire to lift thy Glories high,

And speak thine endless Praise. 5 Let all Creation join in one,

To bless the sacred Name
Of him that fits upon the Throne,

And to adore the Lamb,



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1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful Throne,

Ye Nations, bow with facred Joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,

He can create, and he destroy.
2 His fov'r: ign Pow'r, without our Aid,

Made us of Clay, and form dus Men!
And when like wand'ring Sheep we stray'd,

He brought us to his Fold again. 3

We'll croud thy Gates with thankful Songs,
High as ihe Heav'ns our Voices raife;
And Earth with her ten thou?and Tongues,
Shall fill thy Courts with founding Praise.
Wide as the World is thy Command; i
Vaft as Eternity thy Love ;
Firm as a Rock thy Truh must stand,
When rolling Year's shall cease to move.

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1 INDULGENT Sov’reign of the Skies,

And wilt thou bow thy gracious Ear? While feeble Mortals raise their Cries,

Wilt thou the great Jehovah hear? 2 Look down, O God, with pitying Eyes

And view the Desolation round;
See what wide Realms in Darkness lie,
And hurl their Idols to the Ground.


Loud let the Gospel-Trumpet blow,
And call the Nations from afar;
Let all the Isles their Saviour know,

And Earth's remoteft Ends draw near. 4 With gentle Beams on Britain (hine,

And bless her Princes and her Priests;
And by thy Energy divine,

Let sacred Love o'erflow their Breasts. 5 Triumphant here let Jesus reign,

And on his Vineyard sweetly smile;
While all the Virtues of his Train,

Adorn our Church and blels our Isle. 6 On all our Souls let Grace descend,

Like heav'nly Dew, in copious Show'rs; That we may call our God our Friend, That

hail Salvation ours.
7 'Then shall each Age and Rank agree,

United Shouts of Joy to raise ;
And Zion, made a Praise by thee,
To thee shall render back the Praise.

HARK! in the Wilderness a Cry!

It shakes the Mountains, rends the Earth; The King appears, behold him nigh, The God by Nature, Man by Birth. 2 Run to and fro, ye Heralds, run; Proclaim aloud Prepare the Way! Redemption's glorious Work's begun, And who his potent Arm fhall stay?


we may

3 Make

3 Make Atrait the Paths before his Feet,

And ev'ry Obstacle remove;
Dropdown,yeHills, yourcumb'rous Weight,

And bow betore redeeming Love. 4. Then thall the lowly Valley rise,

Its budding Honours fpring to View;
Swift the crtating Fiat flies,

And all is blitstul, all is new. 5 Know'st thou the Meaning, Nature'sChild?

Know'st thou the Import of the Cry?
Thy Heart's the Delart waste and wild;

But lo! the kind Reclaimer's nigh. 6 Mountains of Unbelief and Sin

Betore him crumble into Duft;
Thy humbl’d Heart shall then begin

His all-restoring Hand to trust.
7 By him exalted, know thy State,

A Garden rich in Fruit and Flow'r;
Thy gracious Master's lov'd Retreat,
The Wonder of redeeming Pow'r.

I JESU, our Lord,

Thy Name be ador'd ForalltherichBlessingsconvey'dthro’thy Word !

2. In Spirit we trace

Thy Wonders of Grace,
And cheerfully join in a Concert of Praise.

3 The Trumpet of God

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