6 For Jesus, in his faithful word,
The patient supplicant hath blessed;
And all thy saints, with one accord,
The prevalence of prayer attest.
Preparation for Worship.
1 LORD, before thy presence come,
Bow we down with holy fear;
Call our erring footsteps home,
Let us feel that thou art near.
2 Wandering thoughts and languid powers
Come not where devotion kneels ;
Let the soul expand her stores,
Glowing with the joy she feels.
3 At the portals of thine house,
We resign our earth-born cares:
Nobler thoughts our souls engross,
Songs of praise and fervent prayers.
"Holiness becometh thine house."
1 THE Lord is in his holy place,
And from his throne on high,
He looks upon the human race
With omnipresent eye.
2 He proves the righteous, marks their path; In him the weak are strong;
But violence provokes his wrath:
The Lord abhorreth wrong.
3 The righteous Lord will take delight. Alone in righteousness;
The just are pleasing in his sight,
The humble he will bless.
"Bless the Lord, O my Soul."
1 O BLESS the Lord, my soul!
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his name,
Whose favours are divine.
2 O bless the Lord, my soul,
Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.
3 'Tis he forgives thy sins,
'Tis he relieves thy pain,
"Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,
And gives thee strength again.
4 He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave:
He that redeems thy soul from death,
Hath sovereign power to save.
5 He fills the poor with good:
He gives the sufferers rest:
The Lord hath judgments for the proud,
And justice for the oppressed.
6 His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known;
But sent the world his truth and grace
By his beloved Son.
Preserving Grace.
1 To GOD the only wise,
Our Saviour and our King,
Let all the saints below the skies
Their humble praises bring.
2 'Tis his almighty love,
His counsel and his care,
Preserves us safe from sin and death,
And every hurtful snare.
3 He will present our souls,
Unblemished and complete,
Before the glory of his face,
With joys divinely great.
4 Then all the chosen seed
Shall meet around the throne,
Shall bless the conduct of his grace,
And make his wonders known.
5 To our Redeemer, God,
Wisdom and power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs.
1 COME, my soul! thy suit prepare;
God delights to answer prayer:
Thou art coming to thy king;
Large petitions with thee bring.
2 Lord, I come to thee for rest;
Take possession of my breast;
There thy sacred right maintain,
And without a rival reign.
3 While I am a pilgrim here,
Let thy love my spirit cheer;
Be my guard, my guide and friend,
To my earthly journey's end.
1 LORD! when we bend before thy throne,
And our confessions pour,
Teach us to feel the sins we own,
And shun what we deplore.
2 Our contrite spirits pitying see,
And penitence impart;
And let a healing ray from thee
Beam hope upon the heart.
3 When our responsive tongues essay
Their grateful songs to raise;
Grant that our souls may join the lay,
And rise to thee in praise.
4 When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign;
And not a thought our bosoms share,
Which is not wholly thine.
5 Let faith each meek petition fill,
And waft it to the skies;
And teach our hearts 't is goodness still
That grants it or denies.
1 COME, Sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.
2 He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.
3 Come, worship at his throne,
Come, bow before the Lord:
We are his works, and not our own,
He formed us by his word.
4 To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
1 WITH sacred joy we lift our eyes
To those bright realms above,
That glorious temple in the skies,
Where dwells eternal love.
2 Before the awful throne we bow
Of heaven's almighty King:
Here we present the solemn vow,
And hymns of praise we sing.
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