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He will send down his heavenly powers,
To carry us above.
And never, never sin ;
To that immortal state,
Should constant joys create. 8
The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
From faith and hope may grow. 9 The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Or walk the golden streets. 10 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry; We're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high.
Watts. 17 Worthy the Lamb.
Worthy the Lamb."
Join cheerfully in one,
Praising his name;
through the earth abroad
"Worthy the Lamb.? 3 Join, all ye ransomed race, Jesus our Lord to bless; Praise ye his name ;
In him we will rejoice,
“Worthy the Lamb.”
Praising his name :
Worthy the Lamb.” 18
The Song of the Redeemed. 1 A WAKE, and sing the song
; Wake, every
heart and every tongue,
Sing of his rising power :
For those whose sins he bore. 3 Sing till we feel the heart
Ascending with the tongue;
And grace inspire the song. 4 Sing on your heavenly way,
Ye ransomed sinners, sing ;
In Christ, th’ eternal King. 5 Soon shall we hear him say
6. Ye blessed children, come;" Soon will he call us hence away,
And take his wand'rers home. 6 Soon shall our raptured tongue
His endless praise proclaim;
Of Moses and the Lamb. Hammond. 19 Exhortation to Praise.
S, M. 1 STAND up and bless the Lord,
Ye people of his choice;
With heart and soul and voice.
2 Oh for the living flame
From his own altar brought,
And wing to heaven our thought. 3 God is our strength and song,
And his salvation ours;
With all our ransomed powers. 4 Stand up and bless the Lord,
The Lord your God adore ;
Henceforth, for evermore. Montgomery. 20 Praise to the Saviour.
5. 6. 1 YE seuraMaster proclaim,
His wonderful name;
Of Jesus extol ;
And rules over all.
Almighty to save;
His presence we have;
His triumph shall sing,
To Jesus our King.
Who sits on the throne;
And honor the Son;
The angels proclaim;
And worship the Lamb.
And give him his right-
All honor and blessing,
With angels above,
And infinite love. 21 Retirement.
C.M. 1 F
AR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From scenes where Satan wages still
His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer
and praise agree; And seem by thy sweet bounty made
For those who follow thee.
And grace her mean abode,
She there communes with God!
Her solitary lays;
Nor thirsts for human praise.
Sweet source of light divine,
My Saviour, thou art mine.
A boundless, endless store
Cowper 22 Retirement and Meditation.
ETURN, my roving heart, return,
Seek out some solitude to mourn,
And thy forsaken God implore.
Distinctly marks each deep recess,
And with thy presence fill the place. 3 Through all the windings of my heart,
My search let heavenly wisdom guide;
And still its radiant beams impart,
Till all be cleansed and purified. 4 Then, with the visits of thy love,
Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer;
shall join to prove
Prayer for the Divine Presence. L. M. 1 VAR from my thoughts, vain world, begone;
Let my religious hours alone; Fain would my eyes my Saviour see ;
I wait a visit, Lord, from thee.
And kindle there a pure desire :
And fill my soul with heavenly love. 3 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine!
In thee the Father's glories shine ;
Watts. 24 Delight in God.
C. M. 1 WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power,
vain And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled. 2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed ;
To thee my thoughts would soar ; Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed;
That mercy I adore.
Thy ruling hand I see!
Because conferred by thee.
In every pain I bear,
Or seek relief in prayer.
Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet thy will.