5 Saints below with heart and voice Still in songs of praise rejoice; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 6 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death: Then, amidst eternal joy,

Songs of praise their powers employ. J. MONTGOMERY.

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STAND up and bless the Lord,

S.M.

Ye people of His choice; Stand up and bless the Lord your God, With heart and soul and voice.

2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high,

Who would not fear His holy Name, And laud and magnify?

3 O for the living flame

From His own altar brought,

To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought!

4 There, with benign regard,

Our hymns He deigns to hear; Though unrevealed to mortal sense, The spirit feels Him near.

5 God is our strength and song,

And His salvation ours; Then be His love in Christ proclaimed With all our ransomed powers.

6 Stand up and bless the Lord,

The Lord your God adore; Stand up and bless His glorious Name, Henceforth for evermore.

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At whose supreme command

From earth I rise and seek the joys At His right hand.

I'd all on earth forsake,

Its wisdom, fame, and power!

And Him my only portion make,
My shield and tower.

The God of Abraham praise,
Whose all-sufficient grace

Shall guide me all my happy days
In all His ways:

He calls a worm His friend;
He calls Himself my God!

And He shall save me to the end,

Through Jesus' blood.

He by Himself hath sworn;
I on His oath depend;

I shall, on eagles' wings upborne,

To heaven ascend:

THE
HE Lord is King; lift up thy voice,
O earth, and all ye heavens, rejoice!
From world to world the joy shall ring:
The Lord Omnipotent is King.

2 The Lord is King; who then shall dare
Resist His will, distrust His care,
Or murmur at His wise decrees,
Or doubt His royal promises?

3 The Lord is King; child of the dust,
The Judge of all the earth is just;
Holy and true are all His ways;
Let every creature speak His praise.
4 He reigns! ye saints, exalt your strains:
Your God is King, your Father reigns;
And He is at the Father's side-
The Man of love, the Crucified.

5 Come, make your wants, your burdens known,

He will present them at the throne; And angel-bands are waiting there, His messages of love to bear.

6 O! when His wisdom can mistake, His might decay, His love forsake, Then may His children cease to sing, "The Lord Omnipotent is King." J. CONDER.

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L.M.

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6.5.6.5.

WITH gladness we worship,

Rejoice as we sing,

Free hearts and free voices
How blessed to bring.
The old thankful story
Shall reach Thine abode,
Thou King of all glory,
Most bountiful God!

2 Thy right would we give Thee,
True homage Thy due.
And honour eternal,

The universe through:
With all Thy creation,
Earth, heaven, and sea,
In one acclamation

We celebrate Thee.
3 Renewed by Thy Spirit,
Redeemed by Thy Son,
Thy children revere Thee
For all Thou hast done.
O Father! returning
To love and to light,
Thy children are yearning
To praise Thee aright.
4 Our souls mount aspiring
To reach the Divine;
Partaking Thy nature-
In Christ-even Thine!
Ascending and soaring,
With Him in accord,
We triumph adoring,
We joy in the Lord.
5 We join with the angels,
And so there is given,
From earth, Hallelujah!
In answer to heaven.
Amen! be Thou glorious
Below and above,
Redeeming victorious,
And Infinite Love!

YE

G. RAWSON

6.6.6.6.8.8.

VE of the Father loved,
Ye of the Saviour sought,
Whose sins He hath removed,
Whose raiment He hath wrought;
Ye who have known
The Spirit's might;
On whom hath shone
The Spirit's light!

2 Ye people of the Lord
Who in His love abide;
Your treasure do not hoard,
Your gladness do not hide!
Together bring

Your costly store!
Together sing!
Together soar!

3 Glad heart, repeat to heart
The story of thy peace:
Each dear delight impart!
Each dear delight increase!
Thy foes o'erthrown,
Thy sins forgiven,
Thy darkness gone,
Thy fetters riven!

ETERNAL Power, whose high abode

Becomes the grandeur of a God; Infinite lengths beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds! 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings, He hides his face beneath his wings; And ranks of shining thrones around Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do' We would adore our Maker too; From sin and dust to Thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High 4 Earth from afar has heard Thy fame, And we have learnt to lisp Thy name; But, O, the glories of Thy mind, Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 God is in heaven, and men below; Be short our tunes, our words be few: A sacred reverence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. WATTS.*

THROUGH endless years Thou art the Thou eternal God! [same, Ages to come shall know Thy name, And spread Thy praise abroad.

2 The strong foundations of the earth Of old by Thee were laid,

By Thee the beauteous arch of heaven,
With matchless skill was made.

3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things,
Formed by Thy powerful hand,
Be like a vesture laid aside,
And changed at Thy command.

4 But Thy eternal state, O Lord!
No length of time shall waste;

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OMNIPRESENCE AND OMNISCIENCE.

C.M.

BEYOND, beyond that boundless sea,

Above that dome of sky,
Farther than thought itself can flee,
Thy dwelling is on high;

Yet dear the awful thought to me,
That Thou, my God, art nigh:

2 Art nigh, and yet my labouring mind Feels after Thee in vain,

Thee in these works of power to find,
Or to Thy seat attain;

Thy messenger, the stormy wind;
Thy path, the trackless main.

3 These speak of Thee with loud acclaim;
They thunder forth Thy praise,
The glorious honour of Thy name,
The wonders of Thy ways;
But Thou art not in tempest-flame,
Nor in day's glorious blaze.

4 We hear Thy voice, when thunders roll
Through the wide fields of air;
The waves obey Thy dread control;
Yet still Thou art not there.
Where shall I find Him, O my soul,
Who yet is everywhere?

5 O! not in circling depth or height,
But in the contrite breast;
Present to faith, thoughveiledfrom sight,
There doth His Spirit rest.

O come, Thou Presence infinite!
And make Thy creature blest.
J. CONDER.

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L.M.

FATHER and Friend, Thy light, Thy

Beaming through all Thy works we see;
Thy glory gilds the heavens above,
And all the earth is full of Thee.
Thy voice we hear-Thy presence feel,
Whilst Thou, too pure for mortal sight,
Involved in clouds-invisible,

Reignest the Lord of life and light.
3 We know not in what hallowed part
Of the wide heavens Thy throne may be,
But this we know, that where Thou art,
Strength, wisdom, goodness dwell with
Thee.

4 Thy children shall not faint nor fear, Sustained by this delightful thought; Since Thou, their God, art everywhere, They cannot be where Thou art not. J. BOWRING.

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From age to age shall last.

[grace,

All I feel, and all I see,Nature teems-above-around, With the present Deity.

2 Is there danger? Void of fear, Though the death-winged arrows fly,

I can answer, -God is here:

I am safe beneath His eye!

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LOR

L.M.

ORD, Thou hast searched and seen
me through,

Thine eye commands, with piercing view,
My rising and my resting hours,
My heart and flesh with all their powers.

2 My thoughts, before they are my own,
Are to my God distinctly known;
He knows the words I mean to speak,
Ere from my opening lips they break.

3 Within Thy circling power I stand;
On every side I find Thy hand;
Awake, asleep, at home, abroad,
I am surrounded still with God.

4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great!
What large extent, what lofty height!
My soul, with all the powers I boast,
Is in the boundless prospect lost.

5 O may these thoughts possess my breast,
Where'er I rove, where'er I rest!
Nor let my weaker passions dare
Consent to sin, for God is there.

would climb

To search the starry vault profound;
In vain would wing her flight sublime,
To find creation's utmost bound.

2 But weaker yet that thought must prove,
To search Thy great eternal plan,
Thy sovereign counsels, born of love
Long ages ere the world began.

3 When my dim reason would demand
Why that, or this, Thou dost ordain,
By some vast deep I seem to stand,
Whose secrets I must ask in vain.

4 When doubts disturb mytroubled breast,
And all is dark as night to me,
Here, as on solid rock, I rest,
That so it seemeth good to Thee.

5 Be this my joy, that evermore
Thou rulest all things at Thy will;
Thy sovereign wisdom I adore,
And calmly, sweetly, trust Thee still.
RAY PALMER.

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But all creation dwells in Thee, And Thy great life through all doth flow. 2 And yet, Ostrange andwondrous thought! Thou art a God who hearest prayer, And every heart with sorrow fraught, To seek Thy present aid may dare.

3 And though most weak our efforts seem Into one creed these thoughts to bind; And vain the intellectual dream, To see and know the Eternal Mind; 4 Yet Thou wilt turn them not aside, Who cannot solve Thy life divine, But would give up all reason's pride To know their hearts approved by Thine. So though we faint on life's dark hill, And Thought grow weak, and Knowledge flee,

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Yet Faith shall teach us courage still, And Love shall guide us on to Thee. T. W. HIGGINSON.

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3

L.M.

HEIGHT that doth all height excel, Where the Almighty doth abide! O awful depth unsearchable,

Wherein the Eternal One doth hide! O dreadful glory, that doth make Thick darkness round the heavenly

throne,

Through which no angel eye may break,
Wherein the Lord doth dwell alone!

Our fainting souls the quest give o'er,
Their weary wings no longer try;
His dwelling we may not explore,
We may not on His glory pry.

4 Vain searchers! but we need not mourn; We need not stretch our weary wings; Thou meetest us where'er we turn; Thou beamest, Lord, from all bright things.

5 The glory no man may abide
Doth visit us, a gracious guest:
Thou whom "excess of light" doth hide
Here shinest, sweetly manifest.

6 To us, vain searchers after God,
To us, the Holy Ghost doth come;
From us Thou hidest Thine abode;
But Thou wilt make our souls Thy home.
7 O Glory that no eye may bear!
O Presence bright, our souls' sweet
Guest!

O farthest off! O ever near!
Most hidden and most manifest!