GRATITUDE AND PRAISE.634L. M.Loving kindness.Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,And sing the great Redeemer’s praise;He justly claims a song from me,His loving kindness, O how free!2He saw me ruined in the fall,Yet loved me, notwithstanding all;He saved me from my lost estate,His loving kindness, O how great.3Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,Though earth and hell, my way oppose,He safely leads my soul along,His loving kindness, O how strong!4When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,Has gathered thick and thundered loud,He near my soul has always stood,His loving kindness, O how good!5Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,Soon all my mortal powers must fail;O may my last expiring breathHis loving kindness sing in death!6Then let me mount and soar awayTo the bright world of endless day,And sing with rapture and surprise,His loving kindness in the skies!Medley.635L. M.I will praise thee for ever.Psalm 52:9.My God, my King, thy various praiseShall fill the remnant of my days;Thy grace employ my humble tongue,Till death and glory raise the song.2The wings of every hour shall bearSome thankful tribute to thine ear,And every setting sun shall seeNew works of duty, done for thee.3Let distant times and nations raiseThe long succession of thy praise;And unborn ages make my songThe joy and labor of my tongue.4But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?Thy greatness all my thoughts exceeds:Vast and unsearchable thy ways,Vast and immortal is thy praise.Watts.636L. M.Omnipresence.Psalm 138.Lord of all being; throned afar,Thy glory flames from sun and star;Center and soul of every sphere,Yet to each loving heart how near!2Sun of our life, thy quickening raySheds on our path the glow of day;Star of our hope, thy softened lightCheers the long watches of the night.3Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn;Our noontide is thy gracious dawn;Our rainbow arch thy mercy’s sign;All, save the clouds of sin, are thine!4Lord of all life, below, above,Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,Before thy ever-blazing throneWe ask no luster of our own.5Grant us thy truth to make us free,And kindling hearts that burn for thee,Till all thy living altars claimOne holy light, one heavenly flame!O. W. Holmes.637L. M.His mercy endureth for ever.Psalm 106:1.O render thanks to God above,The fountain of eternal love;Whose mercy firm through ages pastHas stood, and shall for ever last.2Who can his mighty deeds express,Not only vast, but numberless!What mortal eloquence can raiseHis tribute of immortal praise!Tate & Brady.638L. M.Condescension of Christ.How sweet the praise, how high the theme,To sing of him who rules supreme,Who dwells at God’s right hand on high,Yet looks on us with tender eye.2Th’ angelic host, in countless throngs,Recount his glories in their songs,And golden harps salute his ear;Yet our weak praise he deigns to hear.3The planets roll their orbits round;Unnumbered worlds, in space profound,Are ruled by him, by him controlled;Yet he’s the Shepherd of our fold.4Exalted high upon his throne,The universe is all his own:Untold the honors he doth wear;Yet we are objects of his care.B. Skene.639C. P. M.Matt. 1:21.O let your mingling voices riseIn grateful rapture to the skies,And hail a Saviour’s birth;Let songs of joy the day proclaim,When Jesus all-triumphant cameTo bless the sons of earth.2He came to bid the weary rest;To heal the sinner’s wounded breast;To bind the broken heart;To spread the light of truth around;And to the world’s remotest bound,The heavenly gift impart.3He came, our trembling souls to saveFrom sin, from sorrow, and the grave,And chase our fears away;Victorious over death and time,To lead us to a happier clime,Where reigns eternal day.640P. M.To him be glory.Rejoice, O earth! the Lord is King!To him your humble tribute bring;Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing,And all the world with praises ring,And give to Jesus glory!2O may the saints of every nameUnite to serve the bleeding Lamb!May jars and discords cease to flame,And all the Saviour’s love proclaim,And give to Jesus glory!3We long to see the Christians joinIn union sweet and love divine,And glory through the churches shine,And Gentiles crowding to the sign,To give to Jesus glory!4O may the distant lands rejoice,And sinners hear the Bridegroom’s voice,While praise their happy tongues employs,And all obtain immortal joys,And give to Jesus glory!5Then tears shall all be wiped away,And Christians never go astray;When we are freed from cumbrous clay,We’ll praise the Lord in endless day,And give to Jesus glory.641C. M.My sheep—follow me.John 10:27.To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord,A grateful song I’ll raise;O let the humblest of thy flockAttempt to speak thy praise.2My life, my joy, my hope, I oweTo thine amazing love;Ten thousand thousand comforts here,And nobler bliss above.3To thee my trembling spirit flies,With sin and grief oppressed;Thy gentle voice dispels my fears,And lulls my cares to rest.4Lead on, dear Shepherd!—led by thee,No evil shall I fear;Soon shall I reach thy fold above,And praise thee better there.Higginbottom.642P. M.Worthy is the Lamb that was slain.Rev. 5:12.Rise, tune thy voice to sacred song,Exert thy noblest powers;Rise, mingle with the choral throng,The Saviour’s praises to prolong,Amid life’s fleeting hours.2O! hast thou felt the Saviour’s love,That flame of heavenly birth!Then let thy strains melodious prove,With raptures soaring far aboveThe trifling toys of earth.3Hast found the pearl of price unknownThat cost a Saviour’s blood?Heir of a bright celestial crown,That sparkles near the eternal throne;O sing the praise of God!4Sing of the Lamb that once was slainThat man might be forgiven;Sing how he broke death’s bars in twain,Ascending high in bliss to reign,The God of earth and heaven.643C. M.The Saviour died for me.To our Redeemer’s glorious nameAwake the sacred song;O may his love (immortal flame!)Tune every heart and tongue.2His love, what mortal thought can reach!What mortal tongue display!Imagination’s utmost stretchIn wonder dies away.3He left his radiant throne on high,Left the bright realms of bliss,And came to earth to bleed and die!Was ever love like this?4Blest Lord, while we adoring payOur humble thanks to thee,May every heart with rapture say,“The Saviour died for me!”5O may the sweet, the blissful themeFill every heart and tongue,Till strangers love thy charming name,And join the sacred song.Mrs. Steele.644C. M.Tender mercies.Almighty Father! gracious Lord!Kind Guardian of my days!Thy mercies let my heart recordIn songs of grateful praise.2In life’s first dawn, my tender frameWas thine indulgent care,Long ere I could pronounce thy name,Or breathe the infant prayer.3Each rolling year new favors broughtFrom thine exhaustless store;But, ah! in vain my laboring thoughtWould count thy mercies o’er.4Still I adore thee, gracious Lord!For favors more divine—That I have known thy sacred word.Where all thy glories shine.5Lord, when this mortal frame decays,And every weakness dies,Complete the wonders of thy grace,And raise me to the skies.Mrs. Steele.645C. M.I will bless thy name for ever and ever.Psalm 145:1.Long as I live I’ll praise thy name,My King, my God of love;My work and joy shall be the sameIn the bright world above.2Great is the Lord, his power unknown,And let his praise be great:I’ll sing the honors of thy throne,Thy work of grace repeat.3Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue;And while my lips rejoice,The men that hear my sacred song,Shall join their cheerful voice.4Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,And children learn thy ways;Ages to come thy truth proclaim,And nations sound thy praise.5Thy glorious deeds of ancient dateShall through the world be known—Thy arm of power, thy heavenly stateWith public splendor shown.6The world is managed by thy hands,Thy saints are ruled by love;And thy eternal kingdom stands,Though rocks and hills remove.Watts.646C. M.Unto him that loved us.Rev. 1:5.To him that loved the sons of menAnd washed us in his blood,To royal honors raised our heads,And made us priests to God:2To him let every tongue be praise,And every heart be love;All grateful honors paid on earth,And nobler songs above.3Behold, on flying clouds he comes!His saints shall bless the day:While they that pierced him sadly mourn,In anguish and dismay.4Thou art the First and thou the Last;Time centers all in thee;Almighty Lord, who wast, and art,And evermore shalt be.647C. M.Old things passed away.Let earthly minds the world pursue;It has no charms for me;Once I admired its trifles too,But grace has set me free.2As, by the light of opening day,The stars are all concealed;So earthly pleasures fade away,When Jesus is revealed.3Creatures no more divide my choice—I bid them all depart;His name, his love, his gracious voice,Have fixed my roving heart.4But may I hope, that thou wilt ownA worthless worm like me?Dear Lord! I would be thine alone,And wholly live to thee.Newton.648S. M.The song of Moses and the Lamb.Rev. 15:3.Awake, and sing the songOf Moses and the Lamb!Wake, every heart and every tongue,To praise the Saviour’s name!2Sing of his dying love!Sing of his rising power!Sing how he intercedes aboveFor those whose sins he bore!3Sing on your heavenly way,You ransomed sinners, sing;Sing on, rejoicing every dayIn Christ, the glorious King.4Soon shall you hear him say,“You blessed children, come,”Soon will he call you hence away,And take his pilgrims home.Hammond.649S. M.Break forth into joy.Isaiah 52:9.Raise your triumphant songsTo an immortal tune;Let the wide earth resound the deedsCelestial grace has done.2Sing how Eternal LoveHis Chief Belovéd chose,And bade him raise our wretched raceFrom their abyss of woes.3His hand no thunder bears,Nor terror clothes his brow;No bolts to drive our guilty soulsTo fiercer flames below.4He shows his Father’s love,To raise our souls on high;He came with pardon from aboveTo rebels doomed to die.5Now, sinners, dry your tears;Let hopeless sorrow cease;Bow to the scepter of his love,And take the offered peace.6Lord, we obey thy call;We lay an humble claimTo the salvation thou hast brought,And love and praise thy name.Watts.650S. M.Psalm 103.O bless the Lord, my soul!His grace to thee proclaim;And all that is within me, join,To bless his holy name.2O bless the Lord, my soul!His mercies bear in mind;Forget not all his benefits;The Lord to thee is kind.3He will not always chide;He will with patience wait;His wrath is ever slow to rise,And ready to abate.4He pardons all thy sins,Prolongs thy feeble breath:He healeth thine infirmities,And ransoms thee from death.5Then bless his holy nameWhose grace hath made thee whole,Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days;O bless the Lord, my soul!Montgomery.651S. M.Bless his holy name.Psalm 103:1.Let every heart and tongueProclaim the Saviour’s praise;He is the source of all my joy,His mercy crowns my days.2He knows my feeble frame;Remembers I am dust;And though he should my life destroy,In him I’ll put my trust.3Each day he is my strength,My hope, my life, my all;And while upon his arm I lean,I surely can not fall.4Then to my blesséd Lord,Let grateful songs arise,While angels bear the notes aboveAnd sound them through the skies.W. T. Moore.652S. M.His compassions fail not.Lam. 3:22.How various and how newAre thy compassions, Lord!Each morning shall thy mercies show,Each night thy truth record.2Thy goodness, like the sun,Dawned on our early days,Ere infant reason had begunTo form our lips to praise.3Each object we beheldGave pleasure to our eyes;And nature all our senses heldIn bands of sweet surprise.4But pleasures more refinedAwaited that blest day,When light arose upon our mindAnd chased our sins away.5How new thy mercies, then!How sovereign and how free!Our souls, that had been dead in sin,Were made alive to thee.Stennett.6537s.Redeeming love.Now begin the heavenly theme;Sing aloud in Jesus’ name;Ye who his salvation prove,Triumph in redeeming love.2Ye who see the Father’s graceBeaming in the Saviour’s face,As to Canaan on ye move,Praise and bless redeeming love.3Mourning souls, dry up your tears;Banish all your guilty fears;See your guilt and curse remove,Canceled by redeeming love.4Welcome, all by sin oppressed,Welcome to his sacred rest;Nothing brought him from above,Nothing but redeeming love.5Hither, then, your music bring;Strike aloud each cheerful string;Mortals, join the host above—Join to praise redeeming love.Langford.6547s.They shall come to Zion with songs.Isaiah 35:10Songs of praise awoke the mornWhen the Prince of Peace was born;Songs of praise arose, when heCaptive led captivity.2Heaven and earth must pass away,Songs of praise shall crown the day:God will make new heavens and earth,Songs of praise shall hail their birth.3And will man alone be dumb,Till that glorious kingdom come?No; the church delights to raisePsalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.4Saints below, with heart and voice,Still in songs of praise rejoice;Learning here, by faith and love,Songs of praise to sing above.5Borne upon the latest breath,Songs of praise shall conquer death;Then amidst eternal joy,Songs of praise their powers employ.Montgomery.6557s.Praise waiteth for thee, etc.Psalm 65:1.Praise on thee, in Zion’s gates,Daily, O Jehovah, waits;Unto thee, who hearest prayer,Shall the tribes of men repair.2Though with conscious guilt oppressed,On thy mercy still we rest;Thy forgiving love display,Take, O Lord, our sins away.3O, how blesséd their reward,Chosen servants of the Lord,Who within thy courts abide,With thy goodness satisfied.Conder.656P. M.1 Pet. 1:8.Saviour! thy gentle voiceGladly we hear;Author of all our joys,Be ever near;Our souls would cling to thee,Let us thy fullness see,Our life to cheer.2Fountain of life divine!Thee we adore;We would be wholly thineFor evermore;Freely forgive our sin,Grant heavenly peace within,Thy light restore.3Though to our faith unseen,While darkness reigns,On thee alone we leanWhile life remains;By thy free grace restored,Our souls shall bless the LordIn joyful strains!6578s.All things loss for Christ.My gracious Redeemer I love!His praises aloud I’ll proclaim,And join with the armies aboveTo shout his adorable name.2To gaze on his glories divineShall be my eternal employ,And feel them incessantly shine,My boundless, ineffable joy.3You palaces, scepters, and crowns,Your pride with disdain I survey,Your pomps are but shadows and sounds,And pass in a moment away.4The crown that my Saviour bestows,Yon permanent sun shall outshine;My joy everlastingly flows—My God, my Redeemer, is mine.Francis.6588s.The first, and the last.Rev. 1:11.This Lord is the Lord we adore,Our faithful unchangeable Friend,Whose love is as large as his power,And neither knows measure nor end.2’Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;We’ll praise him for all that is past,And trust him for all that’s to come.Hart.6598s.The unsearchable riches of Christ.Eph. 3:8.How shall I my Saviour set forth?How shall I his beauties declare?O how shall I speak of his worth,Or what his chief dignities are?2His angels can never express,Nor saints who sit nearest his throne,How rich are his treasures of grace—No—this is a secret unknown.3In him all the fullness of GodFor ever transcendently shines!Though once like a mortal he stoodTo finish his gracious designs.4Though once he was nailed to the cross,Vile rebels like me to set free,His glory sustainéd no loss,Eternal his kingdom shall be.5O sinners! believe and adoreThis Saviour so rich to redeem!No creature can ever exploreThe treasures of goodness in him.6Come, all you who see yourselves lost,And feel yourselves burdened with sin,Draw near, while with terror you’re tossed,Obey, and your peace shall begin.7He riches has ever in store,And treasures that never can waste:Here’s pardon, here’s grace—yea, and more,Here’s glory eternal at last.Maxwell.6608s & 7s.O thou Fount of every blessing.O thou Fount of every blessing!Tune my heart to sing thy grace;Streams of mercy, never ceasing,Call for songs of loudest praise.2Teach me ever to adore thee,May I still thy goodness prove,While the hope of endless gloryFills my heart with joy and love.3Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer,Hither by thy help I’ve come,And I hope, by thy good pleasure,Safely to arrive at home.4Jesus sought me when a stranger,Wandering from thy fold, O God!He to rescue me from danger,Interposed his precious blood.5O! to grace how great a debtorDaily I’m constrained to be!Let thy goodness, like a fetter,Bind me closer still to thee!6Never let me wander from thee,Never leave thee whom I love;By thy Word and Spirit guide me,Till I reach thy courts above.Robinson.6618s & 7s.Brightness of the Father’s glory.Heb. 1:3.Brightness of the Father’s glory,Shall thy praise unuttered lie?Break, my tongue, such guilty silence;Sing the Lord, who came to die.2Did the angels sing thy coming?Did the shepherds learn their lays?Shame would cover me, ungrateful,Should my tongue refuse to praise.3From the highest throne in gloryTo the cross of deepest woe,All to ransom guilty captives!Flow, my praise, for ever flow.4Re-ascend, immortal Saviour;Leave thy footstool, take thy throne;Thence return, and reign for ever;Be the kingdom all thine own.6628s & 7s.Thrice holy.Bright the vision that delightedOnce the sight of Judah’s seer;Sweet the countless tongues unitedTo entrance the prophet’s ear.Round the Lord in glory seated,Cherubim and seraphimFilled his temple, and repeatedEach to each th’ alternate hymn:2“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;Earth is with its fullness stored;Unto thee be glory given,Holy, holy, holy Lord!”Heaven is still with glory ringing;Earth takes up the angel’s cry,“Holy, holy, holy,” singing,“Lord of hosts, the Lord most high!”3Ever thus in God’s high praises,Brethren, let our tongues unite,While our thoughts his greatness raises,And our love his gifts recite.With his seraph train before him,With his holy church below,Thus conspire we to adore him,Bid we thus our anthem flow;4“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;Earth is with its fullness stored;Unto thee be glory given,Holy, holy, holy Lord!Thus thy glorious name confessing,We adopt the angels’ cry,‘Holy, holy, holy,’ blessingThee, the Lord of hosts most high!”Ancient Hymns.6638s & 7s, peculiar.Hark! ten thousand harps.Hark! ten thousand harps and voicesSound the note of praise above;Jesus reigns and heaven rejoices;Jesus reigns, the God of love;See, he sits on yonder throne;Jesus rules the world alone.2Jesus, hail! whose glory brightensAll above, and gives it worth;Lord of life, thy smile enlightens,Cheers and charms thy saints on earth;When we think of love like thine,Lord, we own it love divine.3King of glory, reign for ever;Thine an everlasting crown:Nothing from thy love shall severThose whom thou hast made thine own;Happy objects of thy grace,Destined to behold thy face.4Saviour, hasten thine appearing;Bring, O bring the glorious day,When, the awful summons hearing,Heaven and earth shall pass away:Then, with golden harps, we’ll sing,“Glory, glory to our King.”Kelly.6648s, 7s & 4s.Worthy is the Lamb, etc.Rev. 5:12.Glory, glory everlasting,Be to him who bore the cross,Who redeemed our souls by tastingDeath, the death deserved by us:Sound his gloryWhile our heart with transport glows.2Jesus’ love is love unbounded,Without measure, without end:Human thought is here confounded;’Tis too vast to comprehend;Praise the Saviour;Magnify the sinner’s Friend.3While we hear the wondrous storyOf the Saviour’s cross and shame,Sing we, “Everlasting gloryBe to God and to the Lamb!”Saints and angels,Give ye glory to his name.66511s.He hath put a new song in my mouth.Psalm 40:3.O Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy!Our lives to thy honor we wish to employ;With praises unceasing we’ll sing of thy name!Thy goodness increasing, thy love we’ll proclaim.2The wonderful name of our Jesus we’ll sing,And publish the fame of our Captain and King,With sweet exultation his goodness we prove;His name is salvation—his nature is Love.3And when to the regions of glory we rise,And join the bright legions that shout through the skies,We’ll tell the glad story of Jesus’ kind grace,And give him the glory, and honor, and praise.4In this blest employment our spirits shall rest,In sweetest enjoyment on Jesus’ own breast;We’ll drink of the streams of Immanuel’s love,And bask in the beams of his glory above.66611s.Worthy is the Lamb.Rev. 5:12.Come, saints, let us join in the praise of the Lamb,The theme most sublime of the angels above;They dwell with delight on the sound of his name,And gaze on his glories with wonder and love.2They worship the Lamb who for sinners was slain;But their loftiest songs never equal his love:The claims of his mercy will ever remain,Transcending the anthems in glory above.3Yet even our service he will not despise,When we join in his worship and tell of his name;Then let us unite in the song of the skies,And, trusting his mercy, sing, “Worthy the Lamb.”De Fleury.6676s & 4s.Let us awake our joys.Let us awake our joys;Strike up with cheerful voice,Each creature sing:Angels, begin the song;Mortals, the strain prolong,In accents sweet and strong,“Jesus is King.”2Proclaim abroad his name;Tell of his matchless fame!What wonders done;Above, beneath, around,Let all the earth resound,’Till heaven’s high arch rebound,“Victory is won.”3He vanquished sin and hell,And our last foe will quell;Mourners, rejoice;His dying love adore;Praise him now raised in power;Praise him for evermore,With joyful voice.4All hail the glorious day,When through the heavenly way,Lo! he shall come,While they who pierced him, wail;His promise shall not fail;Saints, see your King prevail:Great Saviour, come.Kingsbury.6686s & 4s.Rev. 5:12, 13.Glory to God on high!Let heaven and earth reply;Praise ye his name;His love and grace adore,Who all our sorrows bore,And sing for evermore,“Worthy the Lamb.”2Ye who surround the throne,Join cheerfully in one,Praising his name;Ye who have felt his bloodSealing your peace with God,Sound his dear name abroad:“Worthy the Lamb.”3Join all ye ransomed race,Our Lord and God to bless;Praise ye his name;In him we will rejoice,And make a joyful noise,Shouting with heart and voice,“Worthy the Lamb.”4Soon must we change our place;Yet will we never ceasePraising his name:To him our songs we’ll bring,Hail him our gracious King,And through all ages sing,“Worthy the Lamb.”6696s & 5s.God is ever good.See the shining dew-dropsOn the flowers strewed,Proving as they sparkle—God is ever good.2See the morning sunbeams,Lighting up the wood,Silently proclaiming—God is ever good.3Hear the mountain streamlet,In the solitude,With its ripple saying—God is ever good.4In the leafy tree-tops,Where no fears intrude,Merry birds are singing—God is ever good.5Bring, my heart, thy tribute,Songs of gratitude,While all nature utters—God is ever good.670H. M.Declare among the people his doings.Psalm 9:11.Come, every pious heartThat loves the Saviour’s name,Your noblest powers exertTo celebrate his fame:Tell all above and all belowThe debt of love to him you owe.2Such was his zeal for God,And such his love for you,He nobly undertookWhat angels could not do;His every deed of love and graceAll words exceed, all thoughts surpass.3He left his starry crown,And laid his robes aside;On wings of love came down,And wept, and bled, and died;What he endured, O who can tell,To save our souls from death and hell!4From the dark grave he rose,The mansion of the dead;And thence his mighty foesIn glorious triumph led;Up through the sky the Conqueror rode,And reigns on high the Son of God.5From thence he’ll quickly come,His chariot will not stay,And bear our spirits homeTo realms of endless day:There shall we see his lovely face,And ever be in his embrace.Stennett.671P. M.Glad homage.Father of spirits! humbly bent before thee,Songs of glad homage unto thee we bring:Touched by thy Spirit, O teach us to adore thee;Let thy light attend us,Let thy love befriend us,Father of our spirits, Everlasting King!2Send forth thy mandate, gather in the nations,Through the wide universe thy name be known,Millions of voices shall join in adorations,Every soul invited,Every voice united;Joining to adore thee, Everlasting One!Bowring.672C. P. M.The great salvation.Heb. 2:3.To him who did salvation bring,Wake every tuneful power, and singA song of sweetest praise:His grace diffuses as the rainsCrown nature’s flowery hills and plains,And spread a thousand ways.2Salvation is the noblest song,O may it dwell on every tongue,And all repeat, Amen!The Lord will come from heaven to earthTo give his people second birth,And make them one again.3We feel redemption drawing near;We soon in glory shall appear,And be for ever blessed:His promise never can delay,Our Jesus, on th’ appointed day,Will give his people rest.4By faith we view him coming down,With angels hovering all around;He smiles upon his saints:He cries aloud in melting strains,I come to save you from your pains,And end your sore complaints.5The smiling millions rise and singAll glory! glory to our King;The Grand Assize is come!You everlasting doors, fly wide;The Church is glorious as a bride,And Jesus takes her home.6In all the heavens there’s not a tear,Nor in the realms of bliss a fear,But pleasure yet unknown:From heaven to heaven we sound the bliss,O what a blest abode is this,For ever round the throne!7The joys of heaven will never end;All glory to the sinner’s Friend!Roll on, you happy scenes!You wingéd seraphs, help us praiseThe Author of eternal joys!Our Jesus ever reigns.6738s, 7s & 4s.Praise the Lord.Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him,All unite with one accord;Bring your offerings, come before him—O praise the Lord.2Praise the Lord! who every blessingOn our heads hath richly poured;Sing aloud, his love confessing—O praise the Lord.3Praise the Lord! who would not praise him?He hath us to grace restored:To the highest honors raise him—O praise the Lord.4Praise the Lord! your songs excellingWorldly music’s richest chord;Sing—your Saviour’s glory telling;O praise the Lord.B. Skene.
634L. M.Loving kindness.Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,And sing the great Redeemer’s praise;He justly claims a song from me,His loving kindness, O how free!2He saw me ruined in the fall,Yet loved me, notwithstanding all;He saved me from my lost estate,His loving kindness, O how great.3Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,Though earth and hell, my way oppose,He safely leads my soul along,His loving kindness, O how strong!4When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,Has gathered thick and thundered loud,He near my soul has always stood,His loving kindness, O how good!5Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,Soon all my mortal powers must fail;O may my last expiring breathHis loving kindness sing in death!6Then let me mount and soar awayTo the bright world of endless day,And sing with rapture and surprise,His loving kindness in the skies!Medley.
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Loving kindness.
Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,And sing the great Redeemer’s praise;He justly claims a song from me,His loving kindness, O how free!
Awake, my soul, to joyful lays,
And sing the great Redeemer’s praise;
He justly claims a song from me,
His loving kindness, O how free!
2He saw me ruined in the fall,Yet loved me, notwithstanding all;He saved me from my lost estate,His loving kindness, O how great.
2He saw me ruined in the fall,
Yet loved me, notwithstanding all;
He saved me from my lost estate,
His loving kindness, O how great.
3Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,Though earth and hell, my way oppose,He safely leads my soul along,His loving kindness, O how strong!
3Though numerous hosts of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell, my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along,
His loving kindness, O how strong!
4When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,Has gathered thick and thundered loud,He near my soul has always stood,His loving kindness, O how good!
4When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gathered thick and thundered loud,
He near my soul has always stood,
His loving kindness, O how good!
5Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,Soon all my mortal powers must fail;O may my last expiring breathHis loving kindness sing in death!
5Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal powers must fail;
O may my last expiring breath
His loving kindness sing in death!
6Then let me mount and soar awayTo the bright world of endless day,And sing with rapture and surprise,His loving kindness in the skies!
6Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day,
And sing with rapture and surprise,
His loving kindness in the skies!
Medley.
635L. M.I will praise thee for ever.Psalm 52:9.My God, my King, thy various praiseShall fill the remnant of my days;Thy grace employ my humble tongue,Till death and glory raise the song.2The wings of every hour shall bearSome thankful tribute to thine ear,And every setting sun shall seeNew works of duty, done for thee.3Let distant times and nations raiseThe long succession of thy praise;And unborn ages make my songThe joy and labor of my tongue.4But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?Thy greatness all my thoughts exceeds:Vast and unsearchable thy ways,Vast and immortal is thy praise.Watts.
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I will praise thee for ever.Psalm 52:9.
My God, my King, thy various praiseShall fill the remnant of my days;Thy grace employ my humble tongue,Till death and glory raise the song.
My God, my King, thy various praise
Shall fill the remnant of my days;
Thy grace employ my humble tongue,
Till death and glory raise the song.
2The wings of every hour shall bearSome thankful tribute to thine ear,And every setting sun shall seeNew works of duty, done for thee.
2The wings of every hour shall bear
Some thankful tribute to thine ear,
And every setting sun shall see
New works of duty, done for thee.
3Let distant times and nations raiseThe long succession of thy praise;And unborn ages make my songThe joy and labor of my tongue.
3Let distant times and nations raise
The long succession of thy praise;
And unborn ages make my song
The joy and labor of my tongue.
4But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?Thy greatness all my thoughts exceeds:Vast and unsearchable thy ways,Vast and immortal is thy praise.
4But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
Thy greatness all my thoughts exceeds:
Vast and unsearchable thy ways,
Vast and immortal is thy praise.
Watts.
636L. M.Omnipresence.Psalm 138.Lord of all being; throned afar,Thy glory flames from sun and star;Center and soul of every sphere,Yet to each loving heart how near!2Sun of our life, thy quickening raySheds on our path the glow of day;Star of our hope, thy softened lightCheers the long watches of the night.3Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn;Our noontide is thy gracious dawn;Our rainbow arch thy mercy’s sign;All, save the clouds of sin, are thine!4Lord of all life, below, above,Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,Before thy ever-blazing throneWe ask no luster of our own.5Grant us thy truth to make us free,And kindling hearts that burn for thee,Till all thy living altars claimOne holy light, one heavenly flame!O. W. Holmes.
L. M.
Omnipresence.Psalm 138.
Lord of all being; throned afar,Thy glory flames from sun and star;Center and soul of every sphere,Yet to each loving heart how near!
Lord of all being; throned afar,
Thy glory flames from sun and star;
Center and soul of every sphere,
Yet to each loving heart how near!
2Sun of our life, thy quickening raySheds on our path the glow of day;Star of our hope, thy softened lightCheers the long watches of the night.
2Sun of our life, thy quickening ray
Sheds on our path the glow of day;
Star of our hope, thy softened light
Cheers the long watches of the night.
3Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn;Our noontide is thy gracious dawn;Our rainbow arch thy mercy’s sign;All, save the clouds of sin, are thine!
3Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn;
Our noontide is thy gracious dawn;
Our rainbow arch thy mercy’s sign;
All, save the clouds of sin, are thine!
4Lord of all life, below, above,Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,Before thy ever-blazing throneWe ask no luster of our own.
4Lord of all life, below, above,
Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love,
Before thy ever-blazing throne
We ask no luster of our own.
5Grant us thy truth to make us free,And kindling hearts that burn for thee,Till all thy living altars claimOne holy light, one heavenly flame!
5Grant us thy truth to make us free,
And kindling hearts that burn for thee,
Till all thy living altars claim
One holy light, one heavenly flame!
O. W. Holmes.
637L. M.His mercy endureth for ever.Psalm 106:1.O render thanks to God above,The fountain of eternal love;Whose mercy firm through ages pastHas stood, and shall for ever last.2Who can his mighty deeds express,Not only vast, but numberless!What mortal eloquence can raiseHis tribute of immortal praise!Tate & Brady.
L. M.
His mercy endureth for ever.Psalm 106:1.
O render thanks to God above,The fountain of eternal love;Whose mercy firm through ages pastHas stood, and shall for ever last.
O render thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love;
Whose mercy firm through ages past
Has stood, and shall for ever last.
2Who can his mighty deeds express,Not only vast, but numberless!What mortal eloquence can raiseHis tribute of immortal praise!
2Who can his mighty deeds express,
Not only vast, but numberless!
What mortal eloquence can raise
His tribute of immortal praise!
Tate & Brady.
638L. M.Condescension of Christ.How sweet the praise, how high the theme,To sing of him who rules supreme,Who dwells at God’s right hand on high,Yet looks on us with tender eye.2Th’ angelic host, in countless throngs,Recount his glories in their songs,And golden harps salute his ear;Yet our weak praise he deigns to hear.3The planets roll their orbits round;Unnumbered worlds, in space profound,Are ruled by him, by him controlled;Yet he’s the Shepherd of our fold.4Exalted high upon his throne,The universe is all his own:Untold the honors he doth wear;Yet we are objects of his care.B. Skene.
L. M.
Condescension of Christ.
How sweet the praise, how high the theme,To sing of him who rules supreme,Who dwells at God’s right hand on high,Yet looks on us with tender eye.
How sweet the praise, how high the theme,
To sing of him who rules supreme,
Who dwells at God’s right hand on high,
Yet looks on us with tender eye.
2Th’ angelic host, in countless throngs,Recount his glories in their songs,And golden harps salute his ear;Yet our weak praise he deigns to hear.
2Th’ angelic host, in countless throngs,
Recount his glories in their songs,
And golden harps salute his ear;
Yet our weak praise he deigns to hear.
3The planets roll their orbits round;Unnumbered worlds, in space profound,Are ruled by him, by him controlled;Yet he’s the Shepherd of our fold.
3The planets roll their orbits round;
Unnumbered worlds, in space profound,
Are ruled by him, by him controlled;
Yet he’s the Shepherd of our fold.
4Exalted high upon his throne,The universe is all his own:Untold the honors he doth wear;Yet we are objects of his care.
4Exalted high upon his throne,
The universe is all his own:
Untold the honors he doth wear;
Yet we are objects of his care.
B. Skene.
639C. P. M.Matt. 1:21.O let your mingling voices riseIn grateful rapture to the skies,And hail a Saviour’s birth;Let songs of joy the day proclaim,When Jesus all-triumphant cameTo bless the sons of earth.2He came to bid the weary rest;To heal the sinner’s wounded breast;To bind the broken heart;To spread the light of truth around;And to the world’s remotest bound,The heavenly gift impart.3He came, our trembling souls to saveFrom sin, from sorrow, and the grave,And chase our fears away;Victorious over death and time,To lead us to a happier clime,Where reigns eternal day.
C. P. M.
Matt. 1:21.
O let your mingling voices riseIn grateful rapture to the skies,And hail a Saviour’s birth;Let songs of joy the day proclaim,When Jesus all-triumphant cameTo bless the sons of earth.
O let your mingling voices rise
In grateful rapture to the skies,
And hail a Saviour’s birth;
Let songs of joy the day proclaim,
When Jesus all-triumphant came
To bless the sons of earth.
2He came to bid the weary rest;To heal the sinner’s wounded breast;To bind the broken heart;To spread the light of truth around;And to the world’s remotest bound,The heavenly gift impart.
2He came to bid the weary rest;
To heal the sinner’s wounded breast;
To bind the broken heart;
To spread the light of truth around;
And to the world’s remotest bound,
The heavenly gift impart.
3He came, our trembling souls to saveFrom sin, from sorrow, and the grave,And chase our fears away;Victorious over death and time,To lead us to a happier clime,Where reigns eternal day.
3He came, our trembling souls to save
From sin, from sorrow, and the grave,
And chase our fears away;
Victorious over death and time,
To lead us to a happier clime,
Where reigns eternal day.
640P. M.To him be glory.Rejoice, O earth! the Lord is King!To him your humble tribute bring;Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing,And all the world with praises ring,And give to Jesus glory!2O may the saints of every nameUnite to serve the bleeding Lamb!May jars and discords cease to flame,And all the Saviour’s love proclaim,And give to Jesus glory!3We long to see the Christians joinIn union sweet and love divine,And glory through the churches shine,And Gentiles crowding to the sign,To give to Jesus glory!4O may the distant lands rejoice,And sinners hear the Bridegroom’s voice,While praise their happy tongues employs,And all obtain immortal joys,And give to Jesus glory!5Then tears shall all be wiped away,And Christians never go astray;When we are freed from cumbrous clay,We’ll praise the Lord in endless day,And give to Jesus glory.
P. M.
To him be glory.
Rejoice, O earth! the Lord is King!To him your humble tribute bring;Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing,And all the world with praises ring,And give to Jesus glory!
Rejoice, O earth! the Lord is King!
To him your humble tribute bring;
Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing,
And all the world with praises ring,
And give to Jesus glory!
2O may the saints of every nameUnite to serve the bleeding Lamb!May jars and discords cease to flame,And all the Saviour’s love proclaim,And give to Jesus glory!
2O may the saints of every name
Unite to serve the bleeding Lamb!
May jars and discords cease to flame,
And all the Saviour’s love proclaim,
And give to Jesus glory!
3We long to see the Christians joinIn union sweet and love divine,And glory through the churches shine,And Gentiles crowding to the sign,To give to Jesus glory!
3We long to see the Christians join
In union sweet and love divine,
And glory through the churches shine,
And Gentiles crowding to the sign,
To give to Jesus glory!
4O may the distant lands rejoice,And sinners hear the Bridegroom’s voice,While praise their happy tongues employs,And all obtain immortal joys,And give to Jesus glory!
4O may the distant lands rejoice,
And sinners hear the Bridegroom’s voice,
While praise their happy tongues employs,
And all obtain immortal joys,
And give to Jesus glory!
5Then tears shall all be wiped away,And Christians never go astray;When we are freed from cumbrous clay,We’ll praise the Lord in endless day,And give to Jesus glory.
5Then tears shall all be wiped away,
And Christians never go astray;
When we are freed from cumbrous clay,
We’ll praise the Lord in endless day,
And give to Jesus glory.
641C. M.My sheep—follow me.John 10:27.To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord,A grateful song I’ll raise;O let the humblest of thy flockAttempt to speak thy praise.2My life, my joy, my hope, I oweTo thine amazing love;Ten thousand thousand comforts here,And nobler bliss above.3To thee my trembling spirit flies,With sin and grief oppressed;Thy gentle voice dispels my fears,And lulls my cares to rest.4Lead on, dear Shepherd!—led by thee,No evil shall I fear;Soon shall I reach thy fold above,And praise thee better there.Higginbottom.
C. M.
My sheep—follow me.John 10:27.
To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord,A grateful song I’ll raise;O let the humblest of thy flockAttempt to speak thy praise.
To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord,
A grateful song I’ll raise;
O let the humblest of thy flock
Attempt to speak thy praise.
2My life, my joy, my hope, I oweTo thine amazing love;Ten thousand thousand comforts here,And nobler bliss above.
2My life, my joy, my hope, I owe
To thine amazing love;
Ten thousand thousand comforts here,
And nobler bliss above.
3To thee my trembling spirit flies,With sin and grief oppressed;Thy gentle voice dispels my fears,And lulls my cares to rest.
3To thee my trembling spirit flies,
With sin and grief oppressed;
Thy gentle voice dispels my fears,
And lulls my cares to rest.
4Lead on, dear Shepherd!—led by thee,No evil shall I fear;Soon shall I reach thy fold above,And praise thee better there.
4Lead on, dear Shepherd!—led by thee,
No evil shall I fear;
Soon shall I reach thy fold above,
And praise thee better there.
Higginbottom.
642P. M.Worthy is the Lamb that was slain.Rev. 5:12.Rise, tune thy voice to sacred song,Exert thy noblest powers;Rise, mingle with the choral throng,The Saviour’s praises to prolong,Amid life’s fleeting hours.2O! hast thou felt the Saviour’s love,That flame of heavenly birth!Then let thy strains melodious prove,With raptures soaring far aboveThe trifling toys of earth.3Hast found the pearl of price unknownThat cost a Saviour’s blood?Heir of a bright celestial crown,That sparkles near the eternal throne;O sing the praise of God!4Sing of the Lamb that once was slainThat man might be forgiven;Sing how he broke death’s bars in twain,Ascending high in bliss to reign,The God of earth and heaven.
P. M.
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain.Rev. 5:12.
Rise, tune thy voice to sacred song,Exert thy noblest powers;Rise, mingle with the choral throng,The Saviour’s praises to prolong,Amid life’s fleeting hours.
Rise, tune thy voice to sacred song,
Exert thy noblest powers;
Rise, mingle with the choral throng,
The Saviour’s praises to prolong,
Amid life’s fleeting hours.
2O! hast thou felt the Saviour’s love,That flame of heavenly birth!Then let thy strains melodious prove,With raptures soaring far aboveThe trifling toys of earth.
2O! hast thou felt the Saviour’s love,
That flame of heavenly birth!
Then let thy strains melodious prove,
With raptures soaring far above
The trifling toys of earth.
3Hast found the pearl of price unknownThat cost a Saviour’s blood?Heir of a bright celestial crown,That sparkles near the eternal throne;O sing the praise of God!
3Hast found the pearl of price unknown
That cost a Saviour’s blood?
Heir of a bright celestial crown,
That sparkles near the eternal throne;
O sing the praise of God!
4Sing of the Lamb that once was slainThat man might be forgiven;Sing how he broke death’s bars in twain,Ascending high in bliss to reign,The God of earth and heaven.
4Sing of the Lamb that once was slain
That man might be forgiven;
Sing how he broke death’s bars in twain,
Ascending high in bliss to reign,
The God of earth and heaven.
643C. M.The Saviour died for me.To our Redeemer’s glorious nameAwake the sacred song;O may his love (immortal flame!)Tune every heart and tongue.2His love, what mortal thought can reach!What mortal tongue display!Imagination’s utmost stretchIn wonder dies away.3He left his radiant throne on high,Left the bright realms of bliss,And came to earth to bleed and die!Was ever love like this?4Blest Lord, while we adoring payOur humble thanks to thee,May every heart with rapture say,“The Saviour died for me!”5O may the sweet, the blissful themeFill every heart and tongue,Till strangers love thy charming name,And join the sacred song.Mrs. Steele.
C. M.
The Saviour died for me.
To our Redeemer’s glorious nameAwake the sacred song;O may his love (immortal flame!)Tune every heart and tongue.
To our Redeemer’s glorious name
Awake the sacred song;
O may his love (immortal flame!)
Tune every heart and tongue.
2His love, what mortal thought can reach!What mortal tongue display!Imagination’s utmost stretchIn wonder dies away.
2His love, what mortal thought can reach!
What mortal tongue display!
Imagination’s utmost stretch
In wonder dies away.
3He left his radiant throne on high,Left the bright realms of bliss,And came to earth to bleed and die!Was ever love like this?
3He left his radiant throne on high,
Left the bright realms of bliss,
And came to earth to bleed and die!
Was ever love like this?
4Blest Lord, while we adoring payOur humble thanks to thee,May every heart with rapture say,“The Saviour died for me!”
4Blest Lord, while we adoring pay
Our humble thanks to thee,
May every heart with rapture say,
“The Saviour died for me!”
5O may the sweet, the blissful themeFill every heart and tongue,Till strangers love thy charming name,And join the sacred song.
5O may the sweet, the blissful theme
Fill every heart and tongue,
Till strangers love thy charming name,
And join the sacred song.
Mrs. Steele.
644C. M.Tender mercies.Almighty Father! gracious Lord!Kind Guardian of my days!Thy mercies let my heart recordIn songs of grateful praise.2In life’s first dawn, my tender frameWas thine indulgent care,Long ere I could pronounce thy name,Or breathe the infant prayer.3Each rolling year new favors broughtFrom thine exhaustless store;But, ah! in vain my laboring thoughtWould count thy mercies o’er.4Still I adore thee, gracious Lord!For favors more divine—That I have known thy sacred word.Where all thy glories shine.5Lord, when this mortal frame decays,And every weakness dies,Complete the wonders of thy grace,And raise me to the skies.Mrs. Steele.
C. M.
Tender mercies.
Almighty Father! gracious Lord!Kind Guardian of my days!Thy mercies let my heart recordIn songs of grateful praise.
Almighty Father! gracious Lord!
Kind Guardian of my days!
Thy mercies let my heart record
In songs of grateful praise.
2In life’s first dawn, my tender frameWas thine indulgent care,Long ere I could pronounce thy name,Or breathe the infant prayer.
2In life’s first dawn, my tender frame
Was thine indulgent care,
Long ere I could pronounce thy name,
Or breathe the infant prayer.
3Each rolling year new favors broughtFrom thine exhaustless store;But, ah! in vain my laboring thoughtWould count thy mercies o’er.
3Each rolling year new favors brought
From thine exhaustless store;
But, ah! in vain my laboring thought
Would count thy mercies o’er.
4Still I adore thee, gracious Lord!For favors more divine—That I have known thy sacred word.Where all thy glories shine.
4Still I adore thee, gracious Lord!
For favors more divine—
That I have known thy sacred word.
Where all thy glories shine.
5Lord, when this mortal frame decays,And every weakness dies,Complete the wonders of thy grace,And raise me to the skies.
5Lord, when this mortal frame decays,
And every weakness dies,
Complete the wonders of thy grace,
And raise me to the skies.
Mrs. Steele.
645C. M.I will bless thy name for ever and ever.Psalm 145:1.Long as I live I’ll praise thy name,My King, my God of love;My work and joy shall be the sameIn the bright world above.2Great is the Lord, his power unknown,And let his praise be great:I’ll sing the honors of thy throne,Thy work of grace repeat.3Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue;And while my lips rejoice,The men that hear my sacred song,Shall join their cheerful voice.4Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,And children learn thy ways;Ages to come thy truth proclaim,And nations sound thy praise.5Thy glorious deeds of ancient dateShall through the world be known—Thy arm of power, thy heavenly stateWith public splendor shown.6The world is managed by thy hands,Thy saints are ruled by love;And thy eternal kingdom stands,Though rocks and hills remove.Watts.
C. M.
I will bless thy name for ever and ever.Psalm 145:1.
Long as I live I’ll praise thy name,My King, my God of love;My work and joy shall be the sameIn the bright world above.
Long as I live I’ll praise thy name,
My King, my God of love;
My work and joy shall be the same
In the bright world above.
2Great is the Lord, his power unknown,And let his praise be great:I’ll sing the honors of thy throne,Thy work of grace repeat.
2Great is the Lord, his power unknown,
And let his praise be great:
I’ll sing the honors of thy throne,
Thy work of grace repeat.
3Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue;And while my lips rejoice,The men that hear my sacred song,Shall join their cheerful voice.
3Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue;
And while my lips rejoice,
The men that hear my sacred song,
Shall join their cheerful voice.
4Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,And children learn thy ways;Ages to come thy truth proclaim,And nations sound thy praise.
4Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,
And children learn thy ways;
Ages to come thy truth proclaim,
And nations sound thy praise.
5Thy glorious deeds of ancient dateShall through the world be known—Thy arm of power, thy heavenly stateWith public splendor shown.
5Thy glorious deeds of ancient date
Shall through the world be known—
Thy arm of power, thy heavenly state
With public splendor shown.
6The world is managed by thy hands,Thy saints are ruled by love;And thy eternal kingdom stands,Though rocks and hills remove.
6The world is managed by thy hands,
Thy saints are ruled by love;
And thy eternal kingdom stands,
Though rocks and hills remove.
Watts.
646C. M.Unto him that loved us.Rev. 1:5.To him that loved the sons of menAnd washed us in his blood,To royal honors raised our heads,And made us priests to God:2To him let every tongue be praise,And every heart be love;All grateful honors paid on earth,And nobler songs above.3Behold, on flying clouds he comes!His saints shall bless the day:While they that pierced him sadly mourn,In anguish and dismay.4Thou art the First and thou the Last;Time centers all in thee;Almighty Lord, who wast, and art,And evermore shalt be.
C. M.
Unto him that loved us.Rev. 1:5.
To him that loved the sons of menAnd washed us in his blood,To royal honors raised our heads,And made us priests to God:
To him that loved the sons of men
And washed us in his blood,
To royal honors raised our heads,
And made us priests to God:
2To him let every tongue be praise,And every heart be love;All grateful honors paid on earth,And nobler songs above.
2To him let every tongue be praise,
And every heart be love;
All grateful honors paid on earth,
And nobler songs above.
3Behold, on flying clouds he comes!His saints shall bless the day:While they that pierced him sadly mourn,In anguish and dismay.
3Behold, on flying clouds he comes!
His saints shall bless the day:
While they that pierced him sadly mourn,
In anguish and dismay.
4Thou art the First and thou the Last;Time centers all in thee;Almighty Lord, who wast, and art,And evermore shalt be.
4Thou art the First and thou the Last;
Time centers all in thee;
Almighty Lord, who wast, and art,
And evermore shalt be.
647C. M.Old things passed away.Let earthly minds the world pursue;It has no charms for me;Once I admired its trifles too,But grace has set me free.2As, by the light of opening day,The stars are all concealed;So earthly pleasures fade away,When Jesus is revealed.3Creatures no more divide my choice—I bid them all depart;His name, his love, his gracious voice,Have fixed my roving heart.4But may I hope, that thou wilt ownA worthless worm like me?Dear Lord! I would be thine alone,And wholly live to thee.Newton.
C. M.
Old things passed away.
Let earthly minds the world pursue;It has no charms for me;Once I admired its trifles too,But grace has set me free.
Let earthly minds the world pursue;
It has no charms for me;
Once I admired its trifles too,
But grace has set me free.
2As, by the light of opening day,The stars are all concealed;So earthly pleasures fade away,When Jesus is revealed.
2As, by the light of opening day,
The stars are all concealed;
So earthly pleasures fade away,
When Jesus is revealed.
3Creatures no more divide my choice—I bid them all depart;His name, his love, his gracious voice,Have fixed my roving heart.
3Creatures no more divide my choice—
I bid them all depart;
His name, his love, his gracious voice,
Have fixed my roving heart.
4But may I hope, that thou wilt ownA worthless worm like me?Dear Lord! I would be thine alone,And wholly live to thee.
4But may I hope, that thou wilt own
A worthless worm like me?
Dear Lord! I would be thine alone,
And wholly live to thee.
Newton.
648S. M.The song of Moses and the Lamb.Rev. 15:3.Awake, and sing the songOf Moses and the Lamb!Wake, every heart and every tongue,To praise the Saviour’s name!2Sing of his dying love!Sing of his rising power!Sing how he intercedes aboveFor those whose sins he bore!3Sing on your heavenly way,You ransomed sinners, sing;Sing on, rejoicing every dayIn Christ, the glorious King.4Soon shall you hear him say,“You blessed children, come,”Soon will he call you hence away,And take his pilgrims home.Hammond.
S. M.
The song of Moses and the Lamb.Rev. 15:3.
Awake, and sing the songOf Moses and the Lamb!Wake, every heart and every tongue,To praise the Saviour’s name!
Awake, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb!
Wake, every heart and every tongue,
To praise the Saviour’s name!
2Sing of his dying love!Sing of his rising power!Sing how he intercedes aboveFor those whose sins he bore!
2Sing of his dying love!
Sing of his rising power!
Sing how he intercedes above
For those whose sins he bore!
3Sing on your heavenly way,You ransomed sinners, sing;Sing on, rejoicing every dayIn Christ, the glorious King.
3Sing on your heavenly way,
You ransomed sinners, sing;
Sing on, rejoicing every day
In Christ, the glorious King.
4Soon shall you hear him say,“You blessed children, come,”Soon will he call you hence away,And take his pilgrims home.
4Soon shall you hear him say,
“You blessed children, come,”
Soon will he call you hence away,
And take his pilgrims home.
Hammond.
649S. M.Break forth into joy.Isaiah 52:9.Raise your triumphant songsTo an immortal tune;Let the wide earth resound the deedsCelestial grace has done.2Sing how Eternal LoveHis Chief Belovéd chose,And bade him raise our wretched raceFrom their abyss of woes.3His hand no thunder bears,Nor terror clothes his brow;No bolts to drive our guilty soulsTo fiercer flames below.4He shows his Father’s love,To raise our souls on high;He came with pardon from aboveTo rebels doomed to die.5Now, sinners, dry your tears;Let hopeless sorrow cease;Bow to the scepter of his love,And take the offered peace.6Lord, we obey thy call;We lay an humble claimTo the salvation thou hast brought,And love and praise thy name.Watts.
S. M.
Break forth into joy.Isaiah 52:9.
Raise your triumphant songsTo an immortal tune;Let the wide earth resound the deedsCelestial grace has done.
Raise your triumphant songs
To an immortal tune;
Let the wide earth resound the deeds
Celestial grace has done.
2Sing how Eternal LoveHis Chief Belovéd chose,And bade him raise our wretched raceFrom their abyss of woes.
2Sing how Eternal Love
His Chief Belovéd chose,
And bade him raise our wretched race
From their abyss of woes.
3His hand no thunder bears,Nor terror clothes his brow;No bolts to drive our guilty soulsTo fiercer flames below.
3His hand no thunder bears,
Nor terror clothes his brow;
No bolts to drive our guilty souls
To fiercer flames below.
4He shows his Father’s love,To raise our souls on high;He came with pardon from aboveTo rebels doomed to die.
4He shows his Father’s love,
To raise our souls on high;
He came with pardon from above
To rebels doomed to die.
5Now, sinners, dry your tears;Let hopeless sorrow cease;Bow to the scepter of his love,And take the offered peace.
5Now, sinners, dry your tears;
Let hopeless sorrow cease;
Bow to the scepter of his love,
And take the offered peace.
6Lord, we obey thy call;We lay an humble claimTo the salvation thou hast brought,And love and praise thy name.
6Lord, we obey thy call;
We lay an humble claim
To the salvation thou hast brought,
And love and praise thy name.
Watts.
650S. M.Psalm 103.O bless the Lord, my soul!His grace to thee proclaim;And all that is within me, join,To bless his holy name.2O bless the Lord, my soul!His mercies bear in mind;Forget not all his benefits;The Lord to thee is kind.3He will not always chide;He will with patience wait;His wrath is ever slow to rise,And ready to abate.4He pardons all thy sins,Prolongs thy feeble breath:He healeth thine infirmities,And ransoms thee from death.5Then bless his holy nameWhose grace hath made thee whole,Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days;O bless the Lord, my soul!Montgomery.
S. M.
Psalm 103.
O bless the Lord, my soul!His grace to thee proclaim;And all that is within me, join,To bless his holy name.
O bless the Lord, my soul!
His grace to thee proclaim;
And all that is within me, join,
To bless his holy name.
2O bless the Lord, my soul!His mercies bear in mind;Forget not all his benefits;The Lord to thee is kind.
2O bless the Lord, my soul!
His mercies bear in mind;
Forget not all his benefits;
The Lord to thee is kind.
3He will not always chide;He will with patience wait;His wrath is ever slow to rise,And ready to abate.
3He will not always chide;
He will with patience wait;
His wrath is ever slow to rise,
And ready to abate.
4He pardons all thy sins,Prolongs thy feeble breath:He healeth thine infirmities,And ransoms thee from death.
4He pardons all thy sins,
Prolongs thy feeble breath:
He healeth thine infirmities,
And ransoms thee from death.
5Then bless his holy nameWhose grace hath made thee whole,Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days;O bless the Lord, my soul!
5Then bless his holy name
Whose grace hath made thee whole,
Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days;
O bless the Lord, my soul!
Montgomery.
651S. M.Bless his holy name.Psalm 103:1.Let every heart and tongueProclaim the Saviour’s praise;He is the source of all my joy,His mercy crowns my days.2He knows my feeble frame;Remembers I am dust;And though he should my life destroy,In him I’ll put my trust.3Each day he is my strength,My hope, my life, my all;And while upon his arm I lean,I surely can not fall.4Then to my blesséd Lord,Let grateful songs arise,While angels bear the notes aboveAnd sound them through the skies.W. T. Moore.
S. M.
Bless his holy name.Psalm 103:1.
Let every heart and tongueProclaim the Saviour’s praise;He is the source of all my joy,His mercy crowns my days.
Let every heart and tongue
Proclaim the Saviour’s praise;
He is the source of all my joy,
His mercy crowns my days.
2He knows my feeble frame;Remembers I am dust;And though he should my life destroy,In him I’ll put my trust.
2He knows my feeble frame;
Remembers I am dust;
And though he should my life destroy,
In him I’ll put my trust.
3Each day he is my strength,My hope, my life, my all;And while upon his arm I lean,I surely can not fall.
3Each day he is my strength,
My hope, my life, my all;
And while upon his arm I lean,
I surely can not fall.
4Then to my blesséd Lord,Let grateful songs arise,While angels bear the notes aboveAnd sound them through the skies.
4Then to my blesséd Lord,
Let grateful songs arise,
While angels bear the notes above
And sound them through the skies.
W. T. Moore.
652S. M.His compassions fail not.Lam. 3:22.How various and how newAre thy compassions, Lord!Each morning shall thy mercies show,Each night thy truth record.2Thy goodness, like the sun,Dawned on our early days,Ere infant reason had begunTo form our lips to praise.3Each object we beheldGave pleasure to our eyes;And nature all our senses heldIn bands of sweet surprise.4But pleasures more refinedAwaited that blest day,When light arose upon our mindAnd chased our sins away.5How new thy mercies, then!How sovereign and how free!Our souls, that had been dead in sin,Were made alive to thee.Stennett.
S. M.
His compassions fail not.Lam. 3:22.
How various and how newAre thy compassions, Lord!Each morning shall thy mercies show,Each night thy truth record.
How various and how new
Are thy compassions, Lord!
Each morning shall thy mercies show,
Each night thy truth record.
2Thy goodness, like the sun,Dawned on our early days,Ere infant reason had begunTo form our lips to praise.
2Thy goodness, like the sun,
Dawned on our early days,
Ere infant reason had begun
To form our lips to praise.
3Each object we beheldGave pleasure to our eyes;And nature all our senses heldIn bands of sweet surprise.
3Each object we beheld
Gave pleasure to our eyes;
And nature all our senses held
In bands of sweet surprise.
4But pleasures more refinedAwaited that blest day,When light arose upon our mindAnd chased our sins away.
4But pleasures more refined
Awaited that blest day,
When light arose upon our mind
And chased our sins away.
5How new thy mercies, then!How sovereign and how free!Our souls, that had been dead in sin,Were made alive to thee.
5How new thy mercies, then!
How sovereign and how free!
Our souls, that had been dead in sin,
Were made alive to thee.
Stennett.
6537s.Redeeming love.Now begin the heavenly theme;Sing aloud in Jesus’ name;Ye who his salvation prove,Triumph in redeeming love.2Ye who see the Father’s graceBeaming in the Saviour’s face,As to Canaan on ye move,Praise and bless redeeming love.3Mourning souls, dry up your tears;Banish all your guilty fears;See your guilt and curse remove,Canceled by redeeming love.4Welcome, all by sin oppressed,Welcome to his sacred rest;Nothing brought him from above,Nothing but redeeming love.5Hither, then, your music bring;Strike aloud each cheerful string;Mortals, join the host above—Join to praise redeeming love.Langford.
7s.
Redeeming love.
Now begin the heavenly theme;Sing aloud in Jesus’ name;Ye who his salvation prove,Triumph in redeeming love.
Now begin the heavenly theme;
Sing aloud in Jesus’ name;
Ye who his salvation prove,
Triumph in redeeming love.
2Ye who see the Father’s graceBeaming in the Saviour’s face,As to Canaan on ye move,Praise and bless redeeming love.
2Ye who see the Father’s grace
Beaming in the Saviour’s face,
As to Canaan on ye move,
Praise and bless redeeming love.
3Mourning souls, dry up your tears;Banish all your guilty fears;See your guilt and curse remove,Canceled by redeeming love.
3Mourning souls, dry up your tears;
Banish all your guilty fears;
See your guilt and curse remove,
Canceled by redeeming love.
4Welcome, all by sin oppressed,Welcome to his sacred rest;Nothing brought him from above,Nothing but redeeming love.
4Welcome, all by sin oppressed,
Welcome to his sacred rest;
Nothing brought him from above,
Nothing but redeeming love.
5Hither, then, your music bring;Strike aloud each cheerful string;Mortals, join the host above—Join to praise redeeming love.
5Hither, then, your music bring;
Strike aloud each cheerful string;
Mortals, join the host above—
Join to praise redeeming love.
Langford.
6547s.They shall come to Zion with songs.Isaiah 35:10Songs of praise awoke the mornWhen the Prince of Peace was born;Songs of praise arose, when heCaptive led captivity.2Heaven and earth must pass away,Songs of praise shall crown the day:God will make new heavens and earth,Songs of praise shall hail their birth.3And will man alone be dumb,Till that glorious kingdom come?No; the church delights to raisePsalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.4Saints below, with heart and voice,Still in songs of praise rejoice;Learning here, by faith and love,Songs of praise to sing above.5Borne upon the latest breath,Songs of praise shall conquer death;Then amidst eternal joy,Songs of praise their powers employ.Montgomery.
7s.
They shall come to Zion with songs.Isaiah 35:10
Songs of praise awoke the mornWhen the Prince of Peace was born;Songs of praise arose, when heCaptive led captivity.
Songs of praise awoke the morn
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose, when he
Captive led captivity.
2Heaven and earth must pass away,Songs of praise shall crown the day:God will make new heavens and earth,Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
2Heaven and earth must pass away,
Songs of praise shall crown the day:
God will make new heavens and earth,
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
3And will man alone be dumb,Till that glorious kingdom come?No; the church delights to raisePsalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.
3And will man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No; the church delights to raise
Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise.
4Saints below, with heart and voice,Still in songs of praise rejoice;Learning here, by faith and love,Songs of praise to sing above.
4Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
5Borne upon the latest breath,Songs of praise shall conquer death;Then amidst eternal joy,Songs of praise their powers employ.
5Borne upon the latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
Montgomery.
6557s.Praise waiteth for thee, etc.Psalm 65:1.Praise on thee, in Zion’s gates,Daily, O Jehovah, waits;Unto thee, who hearest prayer,Shall the tribes of men repair.2Though with conscious guilt oppressed,On thy mercy still we rest;Thy forgiving love display,Take, O Lord, our sins away.3O, how blesséd their reward,Chosen servants of the Lord,Who within thy courts abide,With thy goodness satisfied.Conder.
7s.
Praise waiteth for thee, etc.Psalm 65:1.
Praise on thee, in Zion’s gates,Daily, O Jehovah, waits;Unto thee, who hearest prayer,Shall the tribes of men repair.
Praise on thee, in Zion’s gates,
Daily, O Jehovah, waits;
Unto thee, who hearest prayer,
Shall the tribes of men repair.
2Though with conscious guilt oppressed,On thy mercy still we rest;Thy forgiving love display,Take, O Lord, our sins away.
2Though with conscious guilt oppressed,
On thy mercy still we rest;
Thy forgiving love display,
Take, O Lord, our sins away.
3O, how blesséd their reward,Chosen servants of the Lord,Who within thy courts abide,With thy goodness satisfied.
3O, how blesséd their reward,
Chosen servants of the Lord,
Who within thy courts abide,
With thy goodness satisfied.
Conder.
656P. M.1 Pet. 1:8.Saviour! thy gentle voiceGladly we hear;Author of all our joys,Be ever near;Our souls would cling to thee,Let us thy fullness see,Our life to cheer.2Fountain of life divine!Thee we adore;We would be wholly thineFor evermore;Freely forgive our sin,Grant heavenly peace within,Thy light restore.3Though to our faith unseen,While darkness reigns,On thee alone we leanWhile life remains;By thy free grace restored,Our souls shall bless the LordIn joyful strains!
P. M.
1 Pet. 1:8.
Saviour! thy gentle voiceGladly we hear;Author of all our joys,Be ever near;Our souls would cling to thee,Let us thy fullness see,Our life to cheer.
Saviour! thy gentle voice
Gladly we hear;
Author of all our joys,
Be ever near;
Our souls would cling to thee,
Let us thy fullness see,
Our life to cheer.
2Fountain of life divine!Thee we adore;We would be wholly thineFor evermore;Freely forgive our sin,Grant heavenly peace within,Thy light restore.
2Fountain of life divine!
Thee we adore;
We would be wholly thine
For evermore;
Freely forgive our sin,
Grant heavenly peace within,
Thy light restore.
3Though to our faith unseen,While darkness reigns,On thee alone we leanWhile life remains;By thy free grace restored,Our souls shall bless the LordIn joyful strains!
3Though to our faith unseen,
While darkness reigns,
On thee alone we lean
While life remains;
By thy free grace restored,
Our souls shall bless the Lord
In joyful strains!
6578s.All things loss for Christ.My gracious Redeemer I love!His praises aloud I’ll proclaim,And join with the armies aboveTo shout his adorable name.2To gaze on his glories divineShall be my eternal employ,And feel them incessantly shine,My boundless, ineffable joy.3You palaces, scepters, and crowns,Your pride with disdain I survey,Your pomps are but shadows and sounds,And pass in a moment away.4The crown that my Saviour bestows,Yon permanent sun shall outshine;My joy everlastingly flows—My God, my Redeemer, is mine.Francis.
8s.
All things loss for Christ.
My gracious Redeemer I love!His praises aloud I’ll proclaim,And join with the armies aboveTo shout his adorable name.
My gracious Redeemer I love!
His praises aloud I’ll proclaim,
And join with the armies above
To shout his adorable name.
2To gaze on his glories divineShall be my eternal employ,And feel them incessantly shine,My boundless, ineffable joy.
2To gaze on his glories divine
Shall be my eternal employ,
And feel them incessantly shine,
My boundless, ineffable joy.
3You palaces, scepters, and crowns,Your pride with disdain I survey,Your pomps are but shadows and sounds,And pass in a moment away.
3You palaces, scepters, and crowns,
Your pride with disdain I survey,
Your pomps are but shadows and sounds,
And pass in a moment away.
4The crown that my Saviour bestows,Yon permanent sun shall outshine;My joy everlastingly flows—My God, my Redeemer, is mine.
4The crown that my Saviour bestows,
Yon permanent sun shall outshine;
My joy everlastingly flows—
My God, my Redeemer, is mine.
Francis.
6588s.The first, and the last.Rev. 1:11.This Lord is the Lord we adore,Our faithful unchangeable Friend,Whose love is as large as his power,And neither knows measure nor end.2’Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;We’ll praise him for all that is past,And trust him for all that’s to come.Hart.
8s.
The first, and the last.Rev. 1:11.
This Lord is the Lord we adore,Our faithful unchangeable Friend,Whose love is as large as his power,And neither knows measure nor end.
This Lord is the Lord we adore,
Our faithful unchangeable Friend,
Whose love is as large as his power,
And neither knows measure nor end.
2’Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;We’ll praise him for all that is past,And trust him for all that’s to come.
2’Tis Jesus, the First and the Last,
Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home;
We’ll praise him for all that is past,
And trust him for all that’s to come.
Hart.
6598s.The unsearchable riches of Christ.Eph. 3:8.How shall I my Saviour set forth?How shall I his beauties declare?O how shall I speak of his worth,Or what his chief dignities are?2His angels can never express,Nor saints who sit nearest his throne,How rich are his treasures of grace—No—this is a secret unknown.3In him all the fullness of GodFor ever transcendently shines!Though once like a mortal he stoodTo finish his gracious designs.4Though once he was nailed to the cross,Vile rebels like me to set free,His glory sustainéd no loss,Eternal his kingdom shall be.5O sinners! believe and adoreThis Saviour so rich to redeem!No creature can ever exploreThe treasures of goodness in him.6Come, all you who see yourselves lost,And feel yourselves burdened with sin,Draw near, while with terror you’re tossed,Obey, and your peace shall begin.7He riches has ever in store,And treasures that never can waste:Here’s pardon, here’s grace—yea, and more,Here’s glory eternal at last.Maxwell.
8s.
The unsearchable riches of Christ.Eph. 3:8.
How shall I my Saviour set forth?How shall I his beauties declare?O how shall I speak of his worth,Or what his chief dignities are?
How shall I my Saviour set forth?
How shall I his beauties declare?
O how shall I speak of his worth,
Or what his chief dignities are?
2His angels can never express,Nor saints who sit nearest his throne,How rich are his treasures of grace—No—this is a secret unknown.
2His angels can never express,
Nor saints who sit nearest his throne,
How rich are his treasures of grace—
No—this is a secret unknown.
3In him all the fullness of GodFor ever transcendently shines!Though once like a mortal he stoodTo finish his gracious designs.
3In him all the fullness of God
For ever transcendently shines!
Though once like a mortal he stood
To finish his gracious designs.
4Though once he was nailed to the cross,Vile rebels like me to set free,His glory sustainéd no loss,Eternal his kingdom shall be.
4Though once he was nailed to the cross,
Vile rebels like me to set free,
His glory sustainéd no loss,
Eternal his kingdom shall be.
5O sinners! believe and adoreThis Saviour so rich to redeem!No creature can ever exploreThe treasures of goodness in him.
5O sinners! believe and adore
This Saviour so rich to redeem!
No creature can ever explore
The treasures of goodness in him.
6Come, all you who see yourselves lost,And feel yourselves burdened with sin,Draw near, while with terror you’re tossed,Obey, and your peace shall begin.
6Come, all you who see yourselves lost,
And feel yourselves burdened with sin,
Draw near, while with terror you’re tossed,
Obey, and your peace shall begin.
7He riches has ever in store,And treasures that never can waste:Here’s pardon, here’s grace—yea, and more,Here’s glory eternal at last.
7He riches has ever in store,
And treasures that never can waste:
Here’s pardon, here’s grace—yea, and more,
Here’s glory eternal at last.
Maxwell.
6608s & 7s.O thou Fount of every blessing.O thou Fount of every blessing!Tune my heart to sing thy grace;Streams of mercy, never ceasing,Call for songs of loudest praise.2Teach me ever to adore thee,May I still thy goodness prove,While the hope of endless gloryFills my heart with joy and love.3Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer,Hither by thy help I’ve come,And I hope, by thy good pleasure,Safely to arrive at home.4Jesus sought me when a stranger,Wandering from thy fold, O God!He to rescue me from danger,Interposed his precious blood.5O! to grace how great a debtorDaily I’m constrained to be!Let thy goodness, like a fetter,Bind me closer still to thee!6Never let me wander from thee,Never leave thee whom I love;By thy Word and Spirit guide me,Till I reach thy courts above.Robinson.
8s & 7s.
O thou Fount of every blessing.
O thou Fount of every blessing!Tune my heart to sing thy grace;Streams of mercy, never ceasing,Call for songs of loudest praise.
O thou Fount of every blessing!
Tune my heart to sing thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
2Teach me ever to adore thee,May I still thy goodness prove,While the hope of endless gloryFills my heart with joy and love.
2Teach me ever to adore thee,
May I still thy goodness prove,
While the hope of endless glory
Fills my heart with joy and love.
3Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer,Hither by thy help I’ve come,And I hope, by thy good pleasure,Safely to arrive at home.
3Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by thy help I’ve come,
And I hope, by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
4Jesus sought me when a stranger,Wandering from thy fold, O God!He to rescue me from danger,Interposed his precious blood.
4Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from thy fold, O God!
He to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
5O! to grace how great a debtorDaily I’m constrained to be!Let thy goodness, like a fetter,Bind me closer still to thee!
5O! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind me closer still to thee!
6Never let me wander from thee,Never leave thee whom I love;By thy Word and Spirit guide me,Till I reach thy courts above.
6Never let me wander from thee,
Never leave thee whom I love;
By thy Word and Spirit guide me,
Till I reach thy courts above.
Robinson.
6618s & 7s.Brightness of the Father’s glory.Heb. 1:3.Brightness of the Father’s glory,Shall thy praise unuttered lie?Break, my tongue, such guilty silence;Sing the Lord, who came to die.2Did the angels sing thy coming?Did the shepherds learn their lays?Shame would cover me, ungrateful,Should my tongue refuse to praise.3From the highest throne in gloryTo the cross of deepest woe,All to ransom guilty captives!Flow, my praise, for ever flow.4Re-ascend, immortal Saviour;Leave thy footstool, take thy throne;Thence return, and reign for ever;Be the kingdom all thine own.
8s & 7s.
Brightness of the Father’s glory.Heb. 1:3.
Brightness of the Father’s glory,Shall thy praise unuttered lie?Break, my tongue, such guilty silence;Sing the Lord, who came to die.
Brightness of the Father’s glory,
Shall thy praise unuttered lie?
Break, my tongue, such guilty silence;
Sing the Lord, who came to die.
2Did the angels sing thy coming?Did the shepherds learn their lays?Shame would cover me, ungrateful,Should my tongue refuse to praise.
2Did the angels sing thy coming?
Did the shepherds learn their lays?
Shame would cover me, ungrateful,
Should my tongue refuse to praise.
3From the highest throne in gloryTo the cross of deepest woe,All to ransom guilty captives!Flow, my praise, for ever flow.
3From the highest throne in glory
To the cross of deepest woe,
All to ransom guilty captives!
Flow, my praise, for ever flow.
4Re-ascend, immortal Saviour;Leave thy footstool, take thy throne;Thence return, and reign for ever;Be the kingdom all thine own.
4Re-ascend, immortal Saviour;
Leave thy footstool, take thy throne;
Thence return, and reign for ever;
Be the kingdom all thine own.
6628s & 7s.Thrice holy.Bright the vision that delightedOnce the sight of Judah’s seer;Sweet the countless tongues unitedTo entrance the prophet’s ear.Round the Lord in glory seated,Cherubim and seraphimFilled his temple, and repeatedEach to each th’ alternate hymn:2“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;Earth is with its fullness stored;Unto thee be glory given,Holy, holy, holy Lord!”Heaven is still with glory ringing;Earth takes up the angel’s cry,“Holy, holy, holy,” singing,“Lord of hosts, the Lord most high!”3Ever thus in God’s high praises,Brethren, let our tongues unite,While our thoughts his greatness raises,And our love his gifts recite.With his seraph train before him,With his holy church below,Thus conspire we to adore him,Bid we thus our anthem flow;4“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;Earth is with its fullness stored;Unto thee be glory given,Holy, holy, holy Lord!Thus thy glorious name confessing,We adopt the angels’ cry,‘Holy, holy, holy,’ blessingThee, the Lord of hosts most high!”Ancient Hymns.
8s & 7s.
Thrice holy.
Bright the vision that delightedOnce the sight of Judah’s seer;Sweet the countless tongues unitedTo entrance the prophet’s ear.Round the Lord in glory seated,Cherubim and seraphimFilled his temple, and repeatedEach to each th’ alternate hymn:
Bright the vision that delighted
Once the sight of Judah’s seer;
Sweet the countless tongues united
To entrance the prophet’s ear.
Round the Lord in glory seated,
Cherubim and seraphim
Filled his temple, and repeated
Each to each th’ alternate hymn:
2“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;Earth is with its fullness stored;Unto thee be glory given,Holy, holy, holy Lord!”Heaven is still with glory ringing;Earth takes up the angel’s cry,“Holy, holy, holy,” singing,“Lord of hosts, the Lord most high!”
2“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord!”
Heaven is still with glory ringing;
Earth takes up the angel’s cry,
“Holy, holy, holy,” singing,
“Lord of hosts, the Lord most high!”
3Ever thus in God’s high praises,Brethren, let our tongues unite,While our thoughts his greatness raises,And our love his gifts recite.With his seraph train before him,With his holy church below,Thus conspire we to adore him,Bid we thus our anthem flow;
3Ever thus in God’s high praises,
Brethren, let our tongues unite,
While our thoughts his greatness raises,
And our love his gifts recite.
With his seraph train before him,
With his holy church below,
Thus conspire we to adore him,
Bid we thus our anthem flow;
4“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;Earth is with its fullness stored;Unto thee be glory given,Holy, holy, holy Lord!Thus thy glorious name confessing,We adopt the angels’ cry,‘Holy, holy, holy,’ blessingThee, the Lord of hosts most high!”
4“Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord!
Thus thy glorious name confessing,
We adopt the angels’ cry,
‘Holy, holy, holy,’ blessing
Thee, the Lord of hosts most high!”
Ancient Hymns.
6638s & 7s, peculiar.Hark! ten thousand harps.Hark! ten thousand harps and voicesSound the note of praise above;Jesus reigns and heaven rejoices;Jesus reigns, the God of love;See, he sits on yonder throne;Jesus rules the world alone.2Jesus, hail! whose glory brightensAll above, and gives it worth;Lord of life, thy smile enlightens,Cheers and charms thy saints on earth;When we think of love like thine,Lord, we own it love divine.3King of glory, reign for ever;Thine an everlasting crown:Nothing from thy love shall severThose whom thou hast made thine own;Happy objects of thy grace,Destined to behold thy face.4Saviour, hasten thine appearing;Bring, O bring the glorious day,When, the awful summons hearing,Heaven and earth shall pass away:Then, with golden harps, we’ll sing,“Glory, glory to our King.”Kelly.
8s & 7s, peculiar.
Hark! ten thousand harps.
Hark! ten thousand harps and voicesSound the note of praise above;Jesus reigns and heaven rejoices;Jesus reigns, the God of love;See, he sits on yonder throne;Jesus rules the world alone.
Hark! ten thousand harps and voices
Sound the note of praise above;
Jesus reigns and heaven rejoices;
Jesus reigns, the God of love;
See, he sits on yonder throne;
Jesus rules the world alone.
2Jesus, hail! whose glory brightensAll above, and gives it worth;Lord of life, thy smile enlightens,Cheers and charms thy saints on earth;When we think of love like thine,Lord, we own it love divine.
2Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens
All above, and gives it worth;
Lord of life, thy smile enlightens,
Cheers and charms thy saints on earth;
When we think of love like thine,
Lord, we own it love divine.
3King of glory, reign for ever;Thine an everlasting crown:Nothing from thy love shall severThose whom thou hast made thine own;Happy objects of thy grace,Destined to behold thy face.
3King of glory, reign for ever;
Thine an everlasting crown:
Nothing from thy love shall sever
Those whom thou hast made thine own;
Happy objects of thy grace,
Destined to behold thy face.
4Saviour, hasten thine appearing;Bring, O bring the glorious day,When, the awful summons hearing,Heaven and earth shall pass away:Then, with golden harps, we’ll sing,“Glory, glory to our King.”
4Saviour, hasten thine appearing;
Bring, O bring the glorious day,
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away:
Then, with golden harps, we’ll sing,
“Glory, glory to our King.”
Kelly.
6648s, 7s & 4s.Worthy is the Lamb, etc.Rev. 5:12.Glory, glory everlasting,Be to him who bore the cross,Who redeemed our souls by tastingDeath, the death deserved by us:Sound his gloryWhile our heart with transport glows.2Jesus’ love is love unbounded,Without measure, without end:Human thought is here confounded;’Tis too vast to comprehend;Praise the Saviour;Magnify the sinner’s Friend.3While we hear the wondrous storyOf the Saviour’s cross and shame,Sing we, “Everlasting gloryBe to God and to the Lamb!”Saints and angels,Give ye glory to his name.
8s, 7s & 4s.
Worthy is the Lamb, etc.Rev. 5:12.
Glory, glory everlasting,Be to him who bore the cross,Who redeemed our souls by tastingDeath, the death deserved by us:Sound his gloryWhile our heart with transport glows.
Glory, glory everlasting,
Be to him who bore the cross,
Who redeemed our souls by tasting
Death, the death deserved by us:
Sound his glory
While our heart with transport glows.
2Jesus’ love is love unbounded,Without measure, without end:Human thought is here confounded;’Tis too vast to comprehend;Praise the Saviour;Magnify the sinner’s Friend.
2Jesus’ love is love unbounded,
Without measure, without end:
Human thought is here confounded;
’Tis too vast to comprehend;
Praise the Saviour;
Magnify the sinner’s Friend.
3While we hear the wondrous storyOf the Saviour’s cross and shame,Sing we, “Everlasting gloryBe to God and to the Lamb!”Saints and angels,Give ye glory to his name.
3While we hear the wondrous story
Of the Saviour’s cross and shame,
Sing we, “Everlasting glory
Be to God and to the Lamb!”
Saints and angels,
Give ye glory to his name.
66511s.He hath put a new song in my mouth.Psalm 40:3.O Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy!Our lives to thy honor we wish to employ;With praises unceasing we’ll sing of thy name!Thy goodness increasing, thy love we’ll proclaim.2The wonderful name of our Jesus we’ll sing,And publish the fame of our Captain and King,With sweet exultation his goodness we prove;His name is salvation—his nature is Love.3And when to the regions of glory we rise,And join the bright legions that shout through the skies,We’ll tell the glad story of Jesus’ kind grace,And give him the glory, and honor, and praise.4In this blest employment our spirits shall rest,In sweetest enjoyment on Jesus’ own breast;We’ll drink of the streams of Immanuel’s love,And bask in the beams of his glory above.
11s.
He hath put a new song in my mouth.Psalm 40:3.
O Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy!Our lives to thy honor we wish to employ;With praises unceasing we’ll sing of thy name!Thy goodness increasing, thy love we’ll proclaim.
O Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy!
Our lives to thy honor we wish to employ;
With praises unceasing we’ll sing of thy name!
Thy goodness increasing, thy love we’ll proclaim.
2The wonderful name of our Jesus we’ll sing,And publish the fame of our Captain and King,With sweet exultation his goodness we prove;His name is salvation—his nature is Love.
2The wonderful name of our Jesus we’ll sing,
And publish the fame of our Captain and King,
With sweet exultation his goodness we prove;
His name is salvation—his nature is Love.
3And when to the regions of glory we rise,And join the bright legions that shout through the skies,We’ll tell the glad story of Jesus’ kind grace,And give him the glory, and honor, and praise.
3And when to the regions of glory we rise,
And join the bright legions that shout through the skies,
We’ll tell the glad story of Jesus’ kind grace,
And give him the glory, and honor, and praise.
4In this blest employment our spirits shall rest,In sweetest enjoyment on Jesus’ own breast;We’ll drink of the streams of Immanuel’s love,And bask in the beams of his glory above.
4In this blest employment our spirits shall rest,
In sweetest enjoyment on Jesus’ own breast;
We’ll drink of the streams of Immanuel’s love,
And bask in the beams of his glory above.
66611s.Worthy is the Lamb.Rev. 5:12.Come, saints, let us join in the praise of the Lamb,The theme most sublime of the angels above;They dwell with delight on the sound of his name,And gaze on his glories with wonder and love.2They worship the Lamb who for sinners was slain;But their loftiest songs never equal his love:The claims of his mercy will ever remain,Transcending the anthems in glory above.3Yet even our service he will not despise,When we join in his worship and tell of his name;Then let us unite in the song of the skies,And, trusting his mercy, sing, “Worthy the Lamb.”De Fleury.
11s.
Worthy is the Lamb.Rev. 5:12.
Come, saints, let us join in the praise of the Lamb,The theme most sublime of the angels above;They dwell with delight on the sound of his name,And gaze on his glories with wonder and love.
Come, saints, let us join in the praise of the Lamb,
The theme most sublime of the angels above;
They dwell with delight on the sound of his name,
And gaze on his glories with wonder and love.
2They worship the Lamb who for sinners was slain;But their loftiest songs never equal his love:The claims of his mercy will ever remain,Transcending the anthems in glory above.
2They worship the Lamb who for sinners was slain;
But their loftiest songs never equal his love:
The claims of his mercy will ever remain,
Transcending the anthems in glory above.
3Yet even our service he will not despise,When we join in his worship and tell of his name;Then let us unite in the song of the skies,And, trusting his mercy, sing, “Worthy the Lamb.”
3Yet even our service he will not despise,
When we join in his worship and tell of his name;
Then let us unite in the song of the skies,
And, trusting his mercy, sing, “Worthy the Lamb.”
De Fleury.
6676s & 4s.Let us awake our joys.Let us awake our joys;Strike up with cheerful voice,Each creature sing:Angels, begin the song;Mortals, the strain prolong,In accents sweet and strong,“Jesus is King.”2Proclaim abroad his name;Tell of his matchless fame!What wonders done;Above, beneath, around,Let all the earth resound,’Till heaven’s high arch rebound,“Victory is won.”3He vanquished sin and hell,And our last foe will quell;Mourners, rejoice;His dying love adore;Praise him now raised in power;Praise him for evermore,With joyful voice.4All hail the glorious day,When through the heavenly way,Lo! he shall come,While they who pierced him, wail;His promise shall not fail;Saints, see your King prevail:Great Saviour, come.Kingsbury.
6s & 4s.
Let us awake our joys.
Let us awake our joys;Strike up with cheerful voice,Each creature sing:Angels, begin the song;Mortals, the strain prolong,In accents sweet and strong,“Jesus is King.”
Let us awake our joys;
Strike up with cheerful voice,
Each creature sing:
Angels, begin the song;
Mortals, the strain prolong,
In accents sweet and strong,
“Jesus is King.”
2Proclaim abroad his name;Tell of his matchless fame!What wonders done;Above, beneath, around,Let all the earth resound,’Till heaven’s high arch rebound,“Victory is won.”
2Proclaim abroad his name;
Tell of his matchless fame!
What wonders done;
Above, beneath, around,
Let all the earth resound,
’Till heaven’s high arch rebound,
“Victory is won.”
3He vanquished sin and hell,And our last foe will quell;Mourners, rejoice;His dying love adore;Praise him now raised in power;Praise him for evermore,With joyful voice.
3He vanquished sin and hell,
And our last foe will quell;
Mourners, rejoice;
His dying love adore;
Praise him now raised in power;
Praise him for evermore,
With joyful voice.
4All hail the glorious day,When through the heavenly way,Lo! he shall come,While they who pierced him, wail;His promise shall not fail;Saints, see your King prevail:Great Saviour, come.
4All hail the glorious day,
When through the heavenly way,
Lo! he shall come,
While they who pierced him, wail;
His promise shall not fail;
Saints, see your King prevail:
Great Saviour, come.
Kingsbury.
6686s & 4s.Rev. 5:12, 13.Glory to God on high!Let heaven and earth reply;Praise ye his name;His love and grace adore,Who all our sorrows bore,And sing for evermore,“Worthy the Lamb.”2Ye who surround the throne,Join cheerfully in one,Praising his name;Ye who have felt his bloodSealing your peace with God,Sound his dear name abroad:“Worthy the Lamb.”3Join all ye ransomed race,Our Lord and God to bless;Praise ye his name;In him we will rejoice,And make a joyful noise,Shouting with heart and voice,“Worthy the Lamb.”4Soon must we change our place;Yet will we never ceasePraising his name:To him our songs we’ll bring,Hail him our gracious King,And through all ages sing,“Worthy the Lamb.”
6s & 4s.
Rev. 5:12, 13.
Glory to God on high!Let heaven and earth reply;Praise ye his name;His love and grace adore,Who all our sorrows bore,And sing for evermore,“Worthy the Lamb.”
Glory to God on high!
Let heaven and earth reply;
Praise ye his name;
His love and grace adore,
Who all our sorrows bore,
And sing for evermore,
“Worthy the Lamb.”
2Ye who surround the throne,Join cheerfully in one,Praising his name;Ye who have felt his bloodSealing your peace with God,Sound his dear name abroad:“Worthy the Lamb.”
2Ye who surround the throne,
Join cheerfully in one,
Praising his name;
Ye who have felt his blood
Sealing your peace with God,
Sound his dear name abroad:
“Worthy the Lamb.”
3Join all ye ransomed race,Our Lord and God to bless;Praise ye his name;In him we will rejoice,And make a joyful noise,Shouting with heart and voice,“Worthy the Lamb.”
3Join all ye ransomed race,
Our Lord and God to bless;
Praise ye his name;
In him we will rejoice,
And make a joyful noise,
Shouting with heart and voice,
“Worthy the Lamb.”
4Soon must we change our place;Yet will we never ceasePraising his name:To him our songs we’ll bring,Hail him our gracious King,And through all ages sing,“Worthy the Lamb.”
4Soon must we change our place;
Yet will we never cease
Praising his name:
To him our songs we’ll bring,
Hail him our gracious King,
And through all ages sing,
“Worthy the Lamb.”
6696s & 5s.God is ever good.See the shining dew-dropsOn the flowers strewed,Proving as they sparkle—God is ever good.2See the morning sunbeams,Lighting up the wood,Silently proclaiming—God is ever good.3Hear the mountain streamlet,In the solitude,With its ripple saying—God is ever good.4In the leafy tree-tops,Where no fears intrude,Merry birds are singing—God is ever good.5Bring, my heart, thy tribute,Songs of gratitude,While all nature utters—God is ever good.
6s & 5s.
God is ever good.
See the shining dew-dropsOn the flowers strewed,Proving as they sparkle—God is ever good.
See the shining dew-drops
On the flowers strewed,
Proving as they sparkle—
God is ever good.
2See the morning sunbeams,Lighting up the wood,Silently proclaiming—God is ever good.
2See the morning sunbeams,
Lighting up the wood,
Silently proclaiming—
God is ever good.
3Hear the mountain streamlet,In the solitude,With its ripple saying—God is ever good.
3Hear the mountain streamlet,
In the solitude,
With its ripple saying—
God is ever good.
4In the leafy tree-tops,Where no fears intrude,Merry birds are singing—God is ever good.
4In the leafy tree-tops,
Where no fears intrude,
Merry birds are singing—
God is ever good.
5Bring, my heart, thy tribute,Songs of gratitude,While all nature utters—God is ever good.
5Bring, my heart, thy tribute,
Songs of gratitude,
While all nature utters—
God is ever good.
670H. M.Declare among the people his doings.Psalm 9:11.Come, every pious heartThat loves the Saviour’s name,Your noblest powers exertTo celebrate his fame:Tell all above and all belowThe debt of love to him you owe.2Such was his zeal for God,And such his love for you,He nobly undertookWhat angels could not do;His every deed of love and graceAll words exceed, all thoughts surpass.3He left his starry crown,And laid his robes aside;On wings of love came down,And wept, and bled, and died;What he endured, O who can tell,To save our souls from death and hell!4From the dark grave he rose,The mansion of the dead;And thence his mighty foesIn glorious triumph led;Up through the sky the Conqueror rode,And reigns on high the Son of God.5From thence he’ll quickly come,His chariot will not stay,And bear our spirits homeTo realms of endless day:There shall we see his lovely face,And ever be in his embrace.Stennett.
H. M.
Declare among the people his doings.Psalm 9:11.
Come, every pious heartThat loves the Saviour’s name,Your noblest powers exertTo celebrate his fame:Tell all above and all belowThe debt of love to him you owe.
Come, every pious heart
That loves the Saviour’s name,
Your noblest powers exert
To celebrate his fame:
Tell all above and all below
The debt of love to him you owe.
2Such was his zeal for God,And such his love for you,He nobly undertookWhat angels could not do;His every deed of love and graceAll words exceed, all thoughts surpass.
2Such was his zeal for God,
And such his love for you,
He nobly undertook
What angels could not do;
His every deed of love and grace
All words exceed, all thoughts surpass.
3He left his starry crown,And laid his robes aside;On wings of love came down,And wept, and bled, and died;What he endured, O who can tell,To save our souls from death and hell!
3He left his starry crown,
And laid his robes aside;
On wings of love came down,
And wept, and bled, and died;
What he endured, O who can tell,
To save our souls from death and hell!
4From the dark grave he rose,The mansion of the dead;And thence his mighty foesIn glorious triumph led;Up through the sky the Conqueror rode,And reigns on high the Son of God.
4From the dark grave he rose,
The mansion of the dead;
And thence his mighty foes
In glorious triumph led;
Up through the sky the Conqueror rode,
And reigns on high the Son of God.
5From thence he’ll quickly come,His chariot will not stay,And bear our spirits homeTo realms of endless day:There shall we see his lovely face,And ever be in his embrace.
5From thence he’ll quickly come,
His chariot will not stay,
And bear our spirits home
To realms of endless day:
There shall we see his lovely face,
And ever be in his embrace.
Stennett.
671P. M.Glad homage.Father of spirits! humbly bent before thee,Songs of glad homage unto thee we bring:Touched by thy Spirit, O teach us to adore thee;Let thy light attend us,Let thy love befriend us,Father of our spirits, Everlasting King!2Send forth thy mandate, gather in the nations,Through the wide universe thy name be known,Millions of voices shall join in adorations,Every soul invited,Every voice united;Joining to adore thee, Everlasting One!Bowring.
P. M.
Glad homage.
Father of spirits! humbly bent before thee,Songs of glad homage unto thee we bring:Touched by thy Spirit, O teach us to adore thee;Let thy light attend us,Let thy love befriend us,Father of our spirits, Everlasting King!
Father of spirits! humbly bent before thee,
Songs of glad homage unto thee we bring:
Touched by thy Spirit, O teach us to adore thee;
Let thy light attend us,
Let thy love befriend us,
Father of our spirits, Everlasting King!
2Send forth thy mandate, gather in the nations,Through the wide universe thy name be known,Millions of voices shall join in adorations,Every soul invited,Every voice united;Joining to adore thee, Everlasting One!
2Send forth thy mandate, gather in the nations,
Through the wide universe thy name be known,
Millions of voices shall join in adorations,
Every soul invited,
Every voice united;
Joining to adore thee, Everlasting One!
Bowring.
672C. P. M.The great salvation.Heb. 2:3.To him who did salvation bring,Wake every tuneful power, and singA song of sweetest praise:His grace diffuses as the rainsCrown nature’s flowery hills and plains,And spread a thousand ways.2Salvation is the noblest song,O may it dwell on every tongue,And all repeat, Amen!The Lord will come from heaven to earthTo give his people second birth,And make them one again.3We feel redemption drawing near;We soon in glory shall appear,And be for ever blessed:His promise never can delay,Our Jesus, on th’ appointed day,Will give his people rest.4By faith we view him coming down,With angels hovering all around;He smiles upon his saints:He cries aloud in melting strains,I come to save you from your pains,And end your sore complaints.5The smiling millions rise and singAll glory! glory to our King;The Grand Assize is come!You everlasting doors, fly wide;The Church is glorious as a bride,And Jesus takes her home.6In all the heavens there’s not a tear,Nor in the realms of bliss a fear,But pleasure yet unknown:From heaven to heaven we sound the bliss,O what a blest abode is this,For ever round the throne!7The joys of heaven will never end;All glory to the sinner’s Friend!Roll on, you happy scenes!You wingéd seraphs, help us praiseThe Author of eternal joys!Our Jesus ever reigns.
C. P. M.
The great salvation.Heb. 2:3.
To him who did salvation bring,Wake every tuneful power, and singA song of sweetest praise:His grace diffuses as the rainsCrown nature’s flowery hills and plains,And spread a thousand ways.
To him who did salvation bring,
Wake every tuneful power, and sing
A song of sweetest praise:
His grace diffuses as the rains
Crown nature’s flowery hills and plains,
And spread a thousand ways.
2Salvation is the noblest song,O may it dwell on every tongue,And all repeat, Amen!The Lord will come from heaven to earthTo give his people second birth,And make them one again.
2Salvation is the noblest song,
O may it dwell on every tongue,
And all repeat, Amen!
The Lord will come from heaven to earth
To give his people second birth,
And make them one again.
3We feel redemption drawing near;We soon in glory shall appear,And be for ever blessed:His promise never can delay,Our Jesus, on th’ appointed day,Will give his people rest.
3We feel redemption drawing near;
We soon in glory shall appear,
And be for ever blessed:
His promise never can delay,
Our Jesus, on th’ appointed day,
Will give his people rest.
4By faith we view him coming down,With angels hovering all around;He smiles upon his saints:He cries aloud in melting strains,I come to save you from your pains,And end your sore complaints.
4By faith we view him coming down,
With angels hovering all around;
He smiles upon his saints:
He cries aloud in melting strains,
I come to save you from your pains,
And end your sore complaints.
5The smiling millions rise and singAll glory! glory to our King;The Grand Assize is come!You everlasting doors, fly wide;The Church is glorious as a bride,And Jesus takes her home.
5The smiling millions rise and sing
All glory! glory to our King;
The Grand Assize is come!
You everlasting doors, fly wide;
The Church is glorious as a bride,
And Jesus takes her home.
6In all the heavens there’s not a tear,Nor in the realms of bliss a fear,But pleasure yet unknown:From heaven to heaven we sound the bliss,O what a blest abode is this,For ever round the throne!
6In all the heavens there’s not a tear,
Nor in the realms of bliss a fear,
But pleasure yet unknown:
From heaven to heaven we sound the bliss,
O what a blest abode is this,
For ever round the throne!
7The joys of heaven will never end;All glory to the sinner’s Friend!Roll on, you happy scenes!You wingéd seraphs, help us praiseThe Author of eternal joys!Our Jesus ever reigns.
7The joys of heaven will never end;
All glory to the sinner’s Friend!
Roll on, you happy scenes!
You wingéd seraphs, help us praise
The Author of eternal joys!
Our Jesus ever reigns.
6738s, 7s & 4s.Praise the Lord.Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him,All unite with one accord;Bring your offerings, come before him—O praise the Lord.2Praise the Lord! who every blessingOn our heads hath richly poured;Sing aloud, his love confessing—O praise the Lord.3Praise the Lord! who would not praise him?He hath us to grace restored:To the highest honors raise him—O praise the Lord.4Praise the Lord! your songs excellingWorldly music’s richest chord;Sing—your Saviour’s glory telling;O praise the Lord.B. Skene.
8s, 7s & 4s.
Praise the Lord.
Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him,All unite with one accord;Bring your offerings, come before him—O praise the Lord.
Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him,
All unite with one accord;
Bring your offerings, come before him—
O praise the Lord.
2Praise the Lord! who every blessingOn our heads hath richly poured;Sing aloud, his love confessing—O praise the Lord.
2Praise the Lord! who every blessing
On our heads hath richly poured;
Sing aloud, his love confessing—
O praise the Lord.
3Praise the Lord! who would not praise him?He hath us to grace restored:To the highest honors raise him—O praise the Lord.
3Praise the Lord! who would not praise him?
He hath us to grace restored:
To the highest honors raise him—
O praise the Lord.
4Praise the Lord! your songs excellingWorldly music’s richest chord;Sing—your Saviour’s glory telling;O praise the Lord.
4Praise the Lord! your songs excelling
Worldly music’s richest chord;
Sing—your Saviour’s glory telling;
O praise the Lord.
B. Skene.