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WOODWORTH. L. M.

W. B. BRADBURY.

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cease.

1 Lord, grant thy blessing here to-day; O! give thy people joy and peace; The tokens of thy love display,

And favor that shall never cease.

2 We seek the truth that Jesus brought; The path of light we joyful tread; Here be his holy doctrines taught,

And here their purest influence shed.

3 May faith, and hope, and love abound;
Our sins and errors be forgiven;
And we, from day to day, be found
Children of God and heirs of heaven.

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1 Millions within thy courts have met, Millions this day before thee bowed; Their faces Zionward were set, Vows with their lips to thee they vowed. 2 But thou, soul-searching God! hast known The hearts of all that bent the knee; And hast accepted those alone,

Who in the Spirit worshiped thee. 3 People of many a tribe and tongue, Of various languages and lands, Have heard thy truth, thy glory sung, And offered prayer with holy hands. 4 Yet one prayer more ;-and be it one In which both heaven and earth accord ;

Fulfill thy promise to thy Son:

Let all that breathe call Jesus, Lord!

J. MONTGOMERY.

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WELLS. L. M. Slow.

I. HOLDROYD.

rise;

1 Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations bow, with sacred joy ;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.

2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when, like wandering sheep we strayed,

He brought us to his fold again.

3 We'll crowd thy gates, with thankful songs,

High as the heaven our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, [praise. Shall fill thy courts with sounding

4 Wide as the world, is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

I. WATTS.

1 O thou, whom all thy saints adore,
We now with all thy saints agree,
And bow our inmost souls before
Thy glorious, awful Majesty.

2 We come, great God, to seek thy face,
And for thy loving-kindness wait;
And O how dreadful is this place!
'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate.

3 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh;
To thee our trembling hearts aspire;
And lo! we see descend from high
The pillar and the flame of fire.

4 Still let it on th' assembly stay,

And all the house with glory fill ; To Canaan's bounds point out the way, And lead us to thy holy hill.

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C. WESLEY.

1 Servants of God, in joyful lays,
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise;
His glorious name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.

2 Blest be that name, supremely blest,
From the sun's rising to its rest;
Above the heavens his power is known,
Thro' all the earth his goodness shown.
3 Who is like God? so great, so high,
He bows himself to view the sky;
And yet, with condescending grace,
Looks down upon the human race.

4 O then, aloud, in joyful lays,

BROWNE.

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WARD. L. M.

2

L. MASON.

2 4

present with his aid.

1 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid
To him who earth's foundation laid;
Praise to the God whose strong decrees
Sway the creation as he please.

2 Firm are the words his prophets give,
Sweet words on which his children live;
Each of them is the voice of God,
Who spoke and spread the skies abroad.

3 O for a strong, a lasting faith,

To credit what th' Almighty saith;
T'embrace the message of his Son,
And call the joys of heaven our own.

4 Then should the earth's old pillars shake,
And all the wheels of nature break;
Our steady souls shall fear no more
Than solid rocks when billows roar.
I. WATTS.

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1 Lord! 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 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.

3 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!
I. WATTS.

presence springs;

spend one day with

thee on earth Exceeds

a

thou

1 Great God, attend while Zion.sings The joy that from thy presence springs; : To spend one day with thee on earth :|| Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.

2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace,

From every place below the skies,
The grateful song, the fervent prayer,

Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.

3 God is our Sun-he makes our day; God is our Shield - he guards our way ||: From all assaults of hell and sin, :|| From foes without and foes within.

4 All needful grace will God bestow,

And crown that grace with glory, too; : He gives us all things, and withholds : No real good from upright souls. 108

I. WATTS.

10 thou to whom, in ancient time,

The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung,

: Whom kings adored in song sublime, :|| And prophets praised with glowing

tongue.

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To heaven, and find acceptance there.

J. PIERPONT.

1 Holy as thou, O Lord, is none;
Thy holiness is all thine own;
A drop of that unbounded sea
Is ours,-

‚—a drop derived from thee. 2 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, By all thy heavenly hosts adored, Let all on earth bow down to thee, And own thy peerless majesty ;