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4 Be thou, O God! exalted high;
And as thy glory fills the sky,
Acceptable Worship. 1 O HOW delightful is the road
That leads us to thy temple, Lord !
And seek the treasures of thy word. 2 O heavenly treasures ! glorious light!
From ancient sages long conceal'd;
And God's unchanging word reveald. 3 For Thee, O Lord ! our thoughts prepare
The sacrifice thy love demands;
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Blessings of the Sanctuary. Psa. Ixxxiv. 1 HOW amiable, how fair,
O Lord of Hosts, to me, Thy tabernacles are !
My flesh cries out for Thee; My heart and soul, with heaven-ward fire,
To Thee, the living God, aspire. 2 The sparrow here finds place
To build her little nest;
Hither return and rest;
3 Thrice-blessed they who dwell
Within thine house, my God,
And still the floor is trod
By those, whose King and God art Thou. 4 Lord God of Hosts, give ear,
A gracious answer yield;
Behold, O God, our shield;
And save through thy beloved Son. 5 Lord, I would rather stand
A keeper at thy gate,
In tents of worldly state;
Glory and grace to shed;
To guard the faithful head;
Divine Light and Guidance implored. 1 0 SOURCE of uncreated light !
By whom the worlds were rais'd from night:
2 Plenteous in grace, descend from high,
Rich in thy matchless energy :
And make us temples worthy Thee.
And peace, the fruit of love, bestow :
1 0 THOU to whom all creatures bow,
Within this earthly frame;
How glorious is thy name. 2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high,
Employs our wondering sight;
With stars of feebler light;
With thy peculiar care !
Of love so large a share !
To thy celestial train;
O’er all thy works to reign. 5 All, his imperial will obey :
The beast that treads the plain;
The fish that skims the main,
6 O Thou to whom all creatures bow
Within this earthly frame !
How glorious is thy name !
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'Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast
1 O GOD! when we, to praise thy name;
With trembling souls aspire;
And sanctify the lyre.
The face of nature fair
Thy power and goodness there.
With stars of beauty rare:
Behold thy glory there.
When awful thunders rend the sky,
And tempests move the air;
He hears thy footsteps—there !
The blackness of despair-
Thy wondrous mercy-there.
Our heart's ambitious prayer;
And worship ever-there.
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Confidence in our Heavenly Father. 10 GOD! on thee we all depend,
On thy paternal care ;
every scene appear.
Thou wilt our wants supply:
And no good thing deny. 3 Thou know'st, O God! what's good and fit,
And wisdom guides thy love;
And every choice approve. 4 In thy paternal love and care,
With cheerful hearts we trust;