2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die.
3 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love.
4 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing.
"Serve the Lord with Fear, and Rejoice with Trembling.” 1 ETERNAL POWER! whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God! Exalted far above the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds.
2 Thy throne is in the dazzling blaze Where angels tremble as they gaze; And through the heaven, thy praise is sung By the rapt seraph's burning tongue.
3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do? We would adore our Maker too;
Lo! from the dust to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High.
4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, And children learned to lisp thy name; But the full glories of thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.
"Hallowed be Thy name."
1 HOLY and reverend is the name Of our eternal King;
Thrice holy Lord, the angels cry; Thrice holy, let us sing.
2 The deepest reverence of the mind Pay, O my soul, to God;
Lift with thy hands a holy heart To his sublime abode.
3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach; A broken heart shall please him more Than the best forms of speech.
4 Thou holy God! preserve my soul From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see.
The Holiness of God. Ps. 99.
1 EXALT the Lord our God, And worship at his feet; His nature is all holiness, And mercy is his seat.
2 When Israel was his church, When Aaron was his priest,
When Moses cried, when Samuel prayed, He gave his people rest.
3 Oft he forgave their sins, Nor would destroy their race; And oft he made his vengeance known, When they abused his grace.
4 Exalt the Lord our God, Whose grace is still the same: Still he's a God of holiness, And jealous for his name.
1 HALLELUJAH! Raise, O raise To our God the song of praise: All his servants, join to sing, God, our Saviour and our King.
2 Blessed be for evermore
That dread name which we adore! Round the world his praise be sung, Through all lands, in every tongue. 3 O'er all nations God alone,- Higher than the heavens his throne,- Who is like to God most high, Infinite in majesty ?
4 Yet to view the heavens he bends: Yea, to earth he condescends; Raising up the poor to stand With the princes of the land.
5 He the broken spirit cheers; Turns to joy the mourner's tears; Such the wonders of his ways! Praise his name,-for ever praise.
The Delights of Worship. Ps. 84.
1 My soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts! "Tis heaven to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts.
2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays,
And light breaks in upon our eyes, With kind and quickening rays.
3 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy will; And still we seek thy mercy there, And sing thy praises still.
4 My heart and flesh cry out for thee, While far from thine abode :
When shall I tread thy courts, and see My Saviour and my God?
1 HOLY, holy, holy Lord! Be thy glorious name adored; Lord, thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial Goodness, hail!
2 Though unworthy, Lord! thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around thy throne we sing.
3 There no tongue shall silent be; All shall join in harmony;
And through heaven's all-spacious round Praise to thee shall ever sound.
4 Lord! thy mercies never fail; Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Holy, holy, holy Lord! Be thy glorious name adored.
Cheerful Praise. Ps. 136.
1 LET us, with a gladsome mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
2 Let us blaze his name abroad, For of gods he is the God; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
3 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light, For his mercies aye endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
4 He his chosen race did bless, In the wasteful wilderness; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
5 All things living he doth feed, His full hand supplies their need; For his mercies aye endure, Ever faithful, ever sure.
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