5 In God the saints for ever live, 6 O Lord of hosts, thy dread commands PSALM 84. C. M. Delight in divine worship. 1 HOW pleasant is the sacred ground, Where God his house has built, Where grace proclaims with joyful sound, A pardon for our guilt. 2 While lively faith the soul transports, And love inspires the song, 'Tis heaven in God's terrestrial courts, To join the joyful throng. 3 There the great Monarch of the skies, And light breaks in to cheer our eyes, 4 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove, While Christ reveals his wond'rous love 5 'Tis there the promis'd Paraclete* And makes the work of grace complete, PAUSE. 6 Mine heart, O God, cries out for thee, And thus thy grace implores; * Paraclete, comforter. "When shall I tread thy courts and see The God my soul adores?” 7 The sparrow builds herself a nest, She loves thy temple well; O, make me like the sparrows blest, 9 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, 10 Could I the spacious earth command, PSALM 84. As the 148th. Longing for the house of God. I LORD of the heavenly hosts, Where Jesus dwells, The sinner's lot. 2 Thy sparrow builds her nest, And even faints, To meet the saints, 3 'Tis at this sacred pool, A Savior's blood. 4 We go from strength to strength, Thro this dark vale of tears, And we shall meet at length, His chosen race. PAUSE. 5 One happy day to 'employ, Before his gate, 6 God is our sun and shield, U 7. The Lord his people knows, The heavenly gift, To heaven our hearts. 8 O, bless the 'eternal Mind, How blest is he Who trusts in thee, For God is love. PSALM 85. Part 1. L. M. Deliverance begun and completed. 1 ALMIGHTY God, thy gracious hand, Has wrought salvation for our land, And far dispers'd that heavy gloom, When war or slavery seem'd our doom. 2 Far from our shores our foes are driven, Our mumerous sins are all forgiven; Thou hast our sons from bondage freed, And own'd us as thy chosen seed. 3 The Lord has sav'd the sinking state, Has made his fiercest wrath to 'abate, Turn us again, O God, to thee, And make our souls completely free. 4 We deprecate* thy dreadful ire, No more let vengeance burn like fire, Again our drooping souls revive, And keep our languidt hopes alive. * To deprecate, to pray against evil. Languid, faint, weak, feeble. 5 On us eternal life bestow, We would the great salvation know, O make our guilty land thy choice, And let the church in thee rejoice. 6 With fervent faith, and filial fear, What God shall say, we wait to hear; "No more, he saith, to folly turn, Lest my vindictive vengeance burn!" PSALM 85. Part 2. L. M. Salvation by Christ. 1 SALVATION is for ever near 4 Truth, like a vine, from earth shall rise, He grants them earth, confirms their lease, 6 But greater favor God bestows, He never turns his saints adrift, |