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3 If num'rous blessings of the earth,

Indulgent providence afford,
With warm united hearts we'll pay

Our grateful tribute to the Lord. 4 Here may he fix his sacred seat,

And spread the banner of his love;
Till, ripen’d for a happier state,
We meet th' assembled church above.


31. A Psalm before Sermon. (S. M.)
COME, sound his praise abroad,

And hymns of glory sing ;
Jehovah is the soy’reign God,

The universal King.
2 He form'd the deeps unknown;

the seas their bound;
The wat'ry 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 form'd 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.

5 But if your ears refuse

The language of his grace,
And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews,

That unbelieving race;
6 The Lord, in vengeance drest,

Will lift his hand and swear,
You that despise my promis'd rest,

“ Shall have no portion there.” 32. A Blessing implored. (C. M.) 1NTOW


Descending from above,
His waiting family inspire,

With joy, and peace, and love!
2 Wake, heavenly wind, arise, and come,

Blow on the drooping field;
Our spices then shall breath perfume,

And fragrant incence yield.
3 Touch with a living coal the lip

That shall proclaim thy word ;
And bid us all devoutly keep

Attention to the Lord.

33. Waiting for Divine Unction. (P.M.)
1 SOURCE of light and power divine,

Deign upon thy truth to shine;
Lord, behold thy servant stands,
Lo, to thee he lifts his hands :
Satisfy his soul's desire,
Touch his lips with holy fire !
Source of light and power divine,
Deign upon thy truth to shine.

2 Breath thy Spirit, so shall fall

Unction sweet upon us all;
Till, by odours scatter'd round,
Christ himself be traced and found;
Then shall every raptur'd heart,
Rich in peace and joy, depart:
Source of light and power divine,
Deign upon thy truth to shine.


Before hearing the Word. (P.M.)
1 YE

List’ning to the gospel sonnd,
Lost and helpless as ye are,
Sons of sorrow, sin, and care,
Glorify the King of kings,

Take the peace the gospel brings.
2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes,

View his bloody sacrifice;
See in him your sins forgiven,
Pardon, holiness, and heaven:
Glorify the King of kings,
Take the peace the gospel brings.


A Blessing requested. (P. M.) 1 COME, thou soul-transforming Spirit,

Bless :
Let each heart thy grace inherit,
Raise the weak, the hungry feed;

From the gospel,
Now supply thy people's need.


2 Help us all to ask the blessing,

Which thou waitest now to give :
May we all, thy love possessing,
Joyfully the truth receive,

And for ever
To thy praise and glory live.
3 Then, whene'er the signal's given,

Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angel's wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey,

May we ever
Reign with Christ in endless day.



A Blessing implored. (C. M.)
LMIGHTY God! have we not heard,

Once and again, thy voice
And has not conscience sometimes fear'd,

And pierc'd us with its cries? 2 Once and again we had a place

Beneath thy gospel's sound,
What dying beds, what opening graves,

Have we been call'd around.
3 Have not thy Spirits gentle gales

Whisper'd within our ears?
Have not thy thunder's warning peals

Awak'd our drowsy fears?
4 Blest Saviour! let thy powerful grace

Bid thoughtless sinners live;
And what thy word and rod require,

Let tby free Spirit give.


Holy Resolutions. (C.M.)


AND does the kind Redeemer stoop,

Diseased sinners to invite,

And heal their heart-felt pains ?

2 Will he on no account cast out

The penitent, that flies
To his kind arms, for life and grace,

And all salvation’s joys?

3 From age to age have coming souls

A hearty welcome found,
Pleasures beyond whate'er they knew

In sin's enchanted round ?

4 Can they his truth and grace attest,

With their expiring breath,-
And find his word their trust in life,

Their cordial too in death?

5 Be gone, my unbelieving fears,

Nor more, my soul, delay;
Jesus, I come, and at thy feet

Fain would thy call obey.

6 Frown not away a soul that wants

Thy grace to trust and try,
Determin'd, if I perish, Lord,
Low at thy feet to die.

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