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3 ’T is he forgives thy sins ;
'Tis he relieves thy pain ;
And gives thee strength again. 4 He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave;
Hath sovereign power to save.
1 My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great,
So ready to abate.
Above the ground we tread,
Our highest thoughts exceed. 3 His power subdues our sins,
And his forgiving love,
Doth all our guilt remove. 4 He knows we are but dust,
Scattered with every breath ;
Can send us swift to death. 5 But thy compassions, Lord,
To endless years endure ;
I. WATTS. 131 1 0, bless the Lord, my soul ;
Let all within me join,
Whose favors are divine.
The prayer we offer now ;-
To thee all nations bow.
2 Thy kingdom come; thy will
On earth be done in love, As all the seraphim fulfill
Thy perfect law above. 3 Our daily bread supply,
While by thy word we live ; The guilt of our iniquity
Forgive, as we forgive.
From Satan's wiles, defend ;
And guide us to the end. 5 Thine, then, forever be
Glory and power divine ;
2 0, bless the Lord, my soul ;
Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
God, whose glory fills the sky!
Peace on earth to man forgiven,
When the Prince of Peace was born : Thee we now presume to sing ;
Thee with thankful hearts we prove 11: Captive led captivity. :||
11: God of power, and God of love. :|| 3 Heaven and earth must pass away ; 3 Bow thine ear, in mercy bow,
Songs of praise shall crown that day : Hear the world's atonement, thou !
God will make new heavens and earth ; Jesus, in thy name we pray, ll: Songs of praise shall hail their birth. : || 11
: Take, O take our sins away. : || 4 And shall man alone be dumb,
136 Till that glorious kingdom come?
1 Praise the Lord, his glories show No! the church is called to raise
Saints within his courts below, ||: Psalms and hymns of grateful praise. :||
Angels round his throne above, 134
ll: All that see and share his love. :||
Tell his wonders, sing his worth ;
Age to age, and shore to shore,
11: Praise him, praise him, evermore! :// 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace
3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace ; Beaming in the Saviour's face,
Praise his providence and grace ;
All that he for man hath done,
In the concert bear your parts ;
All that breathe, your Lord adore, 11: Canceled by redeeming love. :||
11: Praise him, praise him, evermore! :||
H. F. LYTE.
1 Thank and praise Jehovah's name; 3 Lord, what offerings shall we bring, For his mercies, firm and sure,
At thine altars when we bow? From eternity the same,
Hearts, the pure, unsullied spring, To eternity endure.
Whence the kind affections flow; 2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice,
4 Soft compassion's feeling soul, Gathered out of every land,
By the melting eye expressed ; As the people of his choice,
Sympathy, at whose control Plucked from the destroyer's hand. Sorrow leaves the wounded breast;3 Let the elders praise the Lord,
5 Teach us, O thou heavenly King, Him let all the people praise,
Thus to show our grateful mind, When they meet with one accord
Thus th'accepted offering bring In his courts on holy days.
Love to thee and all mankind.
J. TAYLOR. 4 Praise him, ye who know his love ;
Praise him from the depths beneath ; 139
Praise your Maker, all that breathe. Lord, we love to worship there ; 5 For his truth and mercy stand,
While to thee our prayers ascend,
Let thine ear in love attend.
Tune our lips, inspire our tongue,
J. MONTGOMERY. Then our joyful souls shall bless 138
Christ, the Lord our Righteousness. 1 Father of our feeble race,
3 While thy word is heard with awe, Wise, beneficent, and kind,
While we tremble at thy law,
Let thy gospel's wondrous love
Every doubt and fear remove. 2 Musing in the silent grove,
4 From thy house when we return, Or the busy walks of men,
Let our hearts within us burn;
Then, at evening, we may say,
“We have walked with God to-day."
HARVEY'S CHANT. C. M.
W. B. BRADBURY.
1. Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice as - cend - ing high ; To
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thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye, ,To thee lift up mine eye.
1 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high ;
11: To thee lift up mine eye. :||
The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight,
II: Nor dwell at thy right hand. :|| 3 But to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies there ;
11: And worship in thy fear. :||
In ways of righteousness,
ll: And plain before my face. :/ 141 1 Once more, my soul, the rising day
Salutes my waking eyes ;
11: To him that rules the skies. : ||
The day renews the sound,
H: To turn the seasons round. :|| 3 Great God, let all my hours be thine,
While I enjoy the light; Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 11: And bring a pleasant night. :l
I rise to hail the dawn ;
li: To view the smiling morn. :|| 2 Great God of love, thy praise I'll sing ;
For thou hast safely kept
ll: And watched me while I slept. : || 3 Glory to thee, eternal Lord ;
o, teach my heart to pray,
ll: To guide me through the day. :|| 4 From danger, sin, and every ill,
My constant Guardian prove ;
ll: With thoughts of holy love. ;||
1. My op’ning eyes with rap - ture see The dawn of thyre - turn - ing day;
My thoughts, O God, as-cend to thee, While thus my ear - ly vows
1 My op'ning eyes with rapture see 2 Thy precious time misspent, redeem ;
The dawn of thy returning day ; Each present day thy last esteem ; My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, Improve thy talent with due care ; While thus my early vows I
For the great day thyself prepare. 2 O, bid this trifling world retire,
3 Let all thy converse be sincere ; And drive each carnal thought away ; Thy conscience as the noontide clear; Nor let me feel one vain desire,
Think how th’all-seeing God thy ways One sinful thought through all the day. And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 3 Then to thy courts when I repair,
4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew; My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare,
Scatter my sins as morning dew; And join the strains which angels sing.
Guard my first springs of thoughtand will,
And with thyself my spirit fill.
J. HUTTON. 145
5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 1 Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go
All I design, or do, or say ; My daily labor to pursue ;
That all my powers, with all their might Thee, only thee, resolved to know
In thy sole glory may unite. In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task thy wisdom has assigned
147 0, let me cheerfully fulfill !
1 0 Christ, with each returning morn In all thy works thy presence find, Thine image to our hearts be borne ;
And prove thine own accepted will. And may we ever clearly see 3 Give me to bear thy easy yoke,
Our dearest treasure, Lord, in thee! And every moment watch and pray, 2 All hallowed be our walk this day ; And still to things eternal look,
May meekness form our morning ray, And hasten to thy glorious day. And faithful love our noontide light,
And hope our sunset, calm and bright. 146 1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 3 May grace each idle thought control, The daily stage of duty run ;
And sanctify each wayward soul; Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise May guile depart, and malice cease, To pay the morning sacrifice.
And all within be joy and peace.