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5 Love of God, so pure and changeless;
Blood of Christ, so rich, so free;
Grace of God, so strong and boundless-

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Magnify it all in me,

Even me.

6 Pass me not-Thy lost one bringing,
Bind my heart, O Lord, to Thee;
Whilst the streams of life are springing,
Blessing others, O bless me, —

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ORD, look

Even me.

on all assembled here,

Who in Thy presence stand,

C.M. To offer up united prayer

For this our sinful land.

2 Great God of hosts, deliverance bring,
Guide those who rule the helm,
Support the State, preserve the Queen,
And spare this guilty realm.

3 But should the dread decree be past,
That we must feel Thy rod,
May steadfast faith still hold us fast,
To our offended God.

4 Whatever be our destined case,
Accept us in Thy Son !

Give us Thy gospel and Thy grace,

And then Thy will be done. Bickersteth's Coll.

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ORD of mercy and of might!:

Of mankind the Life and Light!

7.7.7.5. Maker, Teacher infinite!

Jesus, hear and save!

2 Who, when sin's tremendous doom
Gave creation to the tomb,

Didst not scorn the Virgin's womb,
Jesus, hear and save!

3 Strong Creator! Saviour mild !
Humbled to a mortal Child !

Captive, beaten, bound, reviled,
Jesus, hear and save!

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4 Throned above celestial things,
Borne aloft on angels' wings,
Lord of lords, and King of kings,
Jesus, hear and save!

5 Soon to come to earth again,
Judge of angels and of men !
Hear us now and hear us then !

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Jesus, hear and save!

Bp. Heber.

AY the grace of Christ our Saviour,
And the Father's boundless love,

7's. With the Holy Spirit's favour,

Rest upon us from above.

Thus may we abide in union

With each other and the Lord,
And possess in sweet communion
Joys which earth cannot afford.

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Y God! and is Thy table spread?
And does Thy cup with love o'erflow?

L. M. Thither be all Thy children led,

And let them all its sweetness know.
2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes !
Rich banquet of His flesh and blood!
Thrice happy he who here partakes
That sacred stream, that heavenly food!

3 Oh, let Thy table honoured be,
And furnished well with joyful guests;
And may each soul salvation see
That here its sacred pledges tastes.

4 Revive our drooping spirits, Lord,
Bid all our dying graces live,
And more, that energy afford

A Saviour's blood alone can give.
5 Let crowds approach with hearts prepared,
And round Thy holy table bend;
Nor, when we leave our Master's board,
The pleasure or the profit end.

Doddridge.

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Y God, my Father, while I stray
Far from my home, in life's rough way,

8,8.8.4. Oh, teach me from my heart to say,
"Thy will be done!"

2 If Thou shouldst call me to resign
What most I prize-it ne'er was mine;
I only yield Thee what was Thine :
"Thy will be done!"

3 Should pining sickness waste away
My life in premature decay,
My Father, still I strive to say,

"Thy will be done!"

4 If but my fainting heart be blest
With Thy sweet Spirit for its Guest,
My God, to Thee I leave the rest :
"Thy will be done!"

5 Renew my will from day to day,
Blend it with Thine, and take away
All that now makes it hard to say,
"Thy will be done!"

6 Then, when on earth I breathe no more
The prayer, oft mixed with tears before,
I'll sing, upon a happier shore,

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"Thy will be done!"

Y times are in Thy hand:"

My God! I wish them there;

My life, my friends, my soul, I leave

Entirely to Thy care.

"My times are in Thy hand,"
Whatever they may be,
Pleasing or painful, dark or bright,
As best may seem to Thee.
"My times are in Thy hand,"

Why should I doubt or fear?
My Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.

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4 "My times are in Thy hand,"
Jesus the crucified !
The hand my cruel sins had pierced
Is now my guard and guide.
5 "My times are in Thy hand,"
I'll always trust in Thee;
And after death, at Thy right hand
I shall for ever be.

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EARER, my God, to Thee-nearer to Thee! E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me; P.M. Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee

Nearer to Thee.

2 Though like a wanderer, the sun gone down, Darkness comes over me, my rest a stone;

Yet in my dreams I'll be, Nearer, my God, to Thee

Nearer to Thee.

3 Then let the way appear steps up to heaven ; All that Thou sendest me, in mercy given;

Angels to beckon me, Nearer, my God, to Thee

Nearer to Thee.

4 And when on joyful wing, cleaving the sky;
Sun, moon, and stars forgot, forgot, upwards up I fly;
Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee-
S. F. Adams.

Nearer to Thee.

64 NEWevery morning is the love,

Our wakening and uprising prove;
L.M. Through sleep and darkness safely brought,
Restored to life, and power, and thought.

2 New mercies, each returning day,
Hover around us while we pray;
New perils past, new sins forgiven,
New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.

3 The trivial round, the common task,
Will furnish all we need to ask,
Room to deny ourselves, a road
To bring us daily nearer God.

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4 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love,
Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us this, and every day,
To live more nearly as we pray.

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FOR

a heart to praise my God,

A heart from sin set free,
C.M. A heart that's sprinkled with the blood

So freely shed for me!

2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne,
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone.
3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean!
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within.

4 A heart in every thought renewed,
And filled with love divine,
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy, Lord, of Thine.

5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
Write Thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new best name of Love.

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H! for a sweet seraphic voice To sing my Saviour's praise, с. м. To show His goodness and His love, And all His bounteous grace.

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C. Wesley.

2 I'd sound His praise to heavenly heights,
And tell th' angelic host
Of all the wonders He has wrought,
And in Him make my boast.

3 My lips should swell with notes so sweet,
That, with delighted ear,

The tribes of heaven should stop their song,
And rapture all appear.

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