OPENING HYMNS.674L. M.Psalm 100.Before Jehovah’s awful throne,Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;Know that the Lord is God alone,He can create and he destroy.2His sovereign power, without our aid,Made us of clay, and formed us men;And when like wandering sheep we strayed,He brought us to his fold again.3We are his people—we his care—Our souls, and all our mortal frame:What lasting honors shall we rear,Almighty Maker, to thy name?4We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,High as the heavens our voices raise;And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.5Wide as the world is thy command!Vast as eternity thy love!Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,When rolling years shall cease to move!Watts.675L. M.God exalted.Psalm 57:5.Be thou exalted, O my God!Above the heavens where angels dwell;Thy power on earth be known abroad,And land to land thy wonders tell.2My heart is fixed; my song shall raiseImmortal honors to thy name:Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,My tongue, the glory of my frame.3High o’er the earth his mercy reigns,And reaches to the utmost sky;His truth to endless years remains,When lower worlds dissolve and die.Watts.676L. M.Every place a temple.O Thou, to whom, in ancient time,The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung;Whom kings adored in songs sublime,And prophets praised with glowing tongue:2Not now on Zion’s hight aloneThy favored worshipers may dwell;Nor where, at sultry noon, thy SonSat weary, by the patriarch’s well.3From every place below the skies,The grateful song, the fervent prayer—The incense of the heart—may riseTo heaven, and find acceptance there.4To thee shall age, with snowy hair,And strength, and beauty, bend the knee;And childhood lisp, with reverent air,Its praises and its prayers to thee!5O thou to whom, in ancient time,The lyre of prophet-bards was strung,To thee, at last, in every clime,Shall temples rise, and praise be sung!Ware.677L. M.Coming together in the name of Jesus.Matt. 18:20.Great God! the followers of thy Son,We bow before thy mercy-seat,To worship thee, the holy One,And pour our wishes at thy feet.2O, grant thy blessing here to-day;O, give thy people joy and peace;The tokens of thy love display,And favor that shall never cease.3We seek the truth which Jesus brought,His path of light we long to tread;Here be his holy doctrines taught,And here their purest influence shed.4May faith, and hope, and love abound;Our sins and errors be forgiven;And we, from day to day, be foundThe sons of God and heirs of heaven.H. Ware, jr.678L. M. 6 lines.Seeking refuge.Forth from the dark and stormy sky,Lord, to thine altar’s shade we fly;Forth from the world, its hope and fear,Father, we seek thy shelter here:Weary and weak, thy grace we pray;Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.2Long have we roamed in want and pain;Long have we sought thy rest to gain;Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost,Long have our souls been tempest-tost;Low at thy feet our sins we lay;Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.Heber.679L. M.The hour of worship.Blest hour, when mortal man retiresTo hold communion with his God,To send to heaven his warm desires,And listen to the sacred word.2Blest hour, when earthly cares resignTheir empire o’er his anxious breast,While, all around, the calm divine,Proclaims the holy day of rest.3Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh,Well pleased his people’s voice to hear,To hush the penitential sigh,And wipe away the mourner’s tear.4Blest hour! for, where the Lord resorts,Foretastes of future bliss are given,And mortals find his earthly courtsThe house of God, the gate of heaven.Raffles.680L. M.How amiable are thy tabernacles.Psalm 84:1.Great God, attend while Zion singsThe joy that from thy presence springs;To spend one day with thee on earth,Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.2Might I enjoy the meanest placeWithin thy house, O God of grace,Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.3God is our sun, he makes our day;God is our shield, he guards our wayFrom all th’ assaults of hell and sin,From foes without and foes within.4All needful grace will God bestow,And crown that grace with glory too:He gives us all things, and withholdsNo real good from upright souls.5O God, our King, whose sovereign sway,The glorious hosts of heaven obey,And devils at thy presence flee;Blest is the man that trusts in thee.Watts.681L. M.Serve the Lord with gladness.Psalm 100:2.Ye nations round the earth, rejoice,Before the Lord, your sovereign King;Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;With all your tongues his glory sing.2The Lord is God: ’tis he aloneDoth life, and breath, and being give;We are his work, and not our own;The sheep that on his pastures live.3Enter his gates with songs of joy;With praises to his courts repair;And make it your divine employTo pay your thanks and honors there.4The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;Great is his grace, his mercy sure:And the whole race of men shall findHis truth from age to age endure.Watts.682L. M.Let us worship and bow down.Psalm 95:6.O come, loud anthems let us sing,Loud thanks to our almighty King!For we our voices high should raise,When our salvation’s Rock we praise.2Into his presence let us haste,To thank him for his favors past;To him address in joyful songsThe praise that to his name belongs.3O, let us to his courts repair,And bow with adoration there!Down on our knees, devoutly, allBefore the Lord, our Maker, fall.Tate & Brady.683L. M.Speak, Lord, thy servant heareth.1 Sam. 3:10.While now thy throne of grace we seek,O God! within our spirits speak;For we will hear thy voice to-day,Nor turn our hardened hearts away.2Speak in thy gentlest tones of love,Till all our best affections move;We long to hear thy gentle call,And feel that thou art all in all.3To conscience speak thy quickening word,Till all its sense of sin is stirred;For we would leave no stain of guile,To cloud the radiance of thy smile.4Speak, Father, to the anxious heart,Till every fear and doubt depart;For we can find no home or rest,Till with thy Spirit’s whispers blest.5Speak to convince, forgive, console:Childlike we yield to thy control;These hearts, too often closed before,Would grieve thy patient love no more.C. Robins.684L. M.God is here.Be still! be still! for all around,On either hand, is holy ground:Here in his house, the Lord to-dayWill listen, while his people pray.2Thou, tossed upon the waves of careReady to sink with deep despair,Here ask relief, with heart sincere,And thou shalt find that God is here.3Thou who hast laid within the graveThose whom thou hadst no power to save,Now to the mercy-seat draw near,With all thy woes, for God is here.4Thou who hast dear ones far away,In foreign lands, ’mid ocean’s spray,Pray for them now, and dry the tear,And trust the God who listens here.5Thou who art mourning o’er thy sin,Deploring guilt that reigns within,The God of peace is ever near;The troubled spirit meets him here.685L. M.I will come in.Rev. 3:20.O blest the souls, for ever blest,Where God as sovereign is confest;O happy hearts, the blesséd homesTo which the King in glory comes!2Fling wide thy portals, O my heart!Be thou a temple set apart;So shall thy Sovereign enter in,And new and nobler life begin.3Deliverer, come! we open wideOur hearts to thee; here, Lord, abide!Let all thy glorious presence feel;Thou—King of saints! thyself reveal.686L. M.Blessed are they that dwell in thy house.Psalm 84:4.How pleasant, how divinely fair,Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!With long desire my spirit faintsTo meet the assemblies of thy saints.2My soul would rest in thine abode,My panting heart cries out for God;My God! my King! why should I beSo far from all my joys and thee!3Blest are the souls who find a placeWithin the temple of thy grace;There they behold thy gentler rays,And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.4Blest are the men whose hearts are setTo find the way to Zion’s gate;God is their strength, and through the road,They lean upon their Helper, God.Watts.687L. M.The living temple.O Father! with protecting care,Meet us in this, our house of prayer;Assembled in thy sacred name,Thy promised blessing here we claim.2But chiefest in the cleanséd breast,For ever let thy Spirit rest,And make the contrite heart to beA temple pure and worthy thee.688L. M.My soul longeth for the courts of the Lord.Psalm 84:2.Look from on high, great God, and seeThy saints lamenting after thee:We sigh, we languish, and complain;Revive thy gracious work again.2To-day thy cheering grace impart,Bind up and heal the broken heart;Our sins subdue, our souls restore,And let our foes prevail no more.3Thy presence in thy house afford,And bless the preaching of thy word,That sinners may their danger see,And now begin to mourn for thee.Rippon’s Coll.689C. M.Homage and devotion.With sacred joy we lift our eyesTo those bright realms above,That glorious temple in the skies,Where dwells eternal Love.2Before the gracious throne we bowOf heaven’s almighty King;Here we present the solemn vow,And hymns of praise we sing.3O Lord, while in thy house we kneel,With trust and holy fear,Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,And lend a gracious ear.4With fervor teach our hearts to pray,And tune our lips to sing;Nor from thy presence cast awayThe sacrifice we bring.Watts.690C. M.Lift thou the light of thy countenance, etc.Psalm 4:6Within thy house, O Lord, our God,In glory now appear;Make this a place of thine abode,And shed thy blessings here.2When we thy mercy-seat surround,Thy Spirit, Lord, impart;And let thy gospel’s joyful sound,With power, reach every heart.3Here let the blind their sight obtain;Here give the mourners rest;Let Jesus here triumphant reign,Enthroned in every breast.4Here let the voice of sacred joyAnd humble prayer arise,Till higher strains our tongues employIn realms beyond the skies.Con. Ev. Mag.691C. M.The house of God.My soul! how lovely is the place,To which thy God resorts!’Tis heaven to see his smiling face,Though in his earthly courts.2There the great Monarch of the skiesHis saving power displays,And light breaks in upon our eyes,With kind and quickening rays.3There, mighty God! thy words declareThe secrets of thy will;And still we seek thy mercy there,And sing thy praises still.Watts.692C. M.What shall I render.Psalm 116:12.What shall I render to my GodFor all his kindness shown?My feet shall visit thine abode,My songs address thy throne.2Among the saints that fill thy house,My offerings shall be paid;There shall my zeal perform the vowsMy soul in anguish made.3How happy all thy servants are,How great thy grace to me!My life, which thou hast made thy care,Lord, I devote to thee.4Now I am thine, for ever thine,Nor shall my purpose move;Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,And bound me with thy love.5Here in thy courts I leave my vow,And thy rich grace record;Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,If I forsake the Lord.Watts.693C. M.They shall mount up with wings as eagles.Isaiah 40:31.Come, O thou King of all thy saints,Our humble tribute own,While, with our praises and complaints,We bow before thy throne.2How should our songs, like those above,With warm devotion rise!How should our souls on wings of love,Mount upward to the skies!3But, ah, the song, how faint it flows!How languid our desire!How dim the sacred passion glows,Till thou the heart inspire!4Blest Saviour, let thy glory shine,And fill thy dwellings here,Till life, and love, and joy divine,A heaven on earth appear.Mrs. Steele.694C. M.Again the Lord of light and life.Again the Lord of light and lifeAwakes the kindling ray,Unseals the eyelids of the morn,And pours increasing day.2O what a night was that which wraptThe heathen world in gloom!O what a Sun which rose this dayTriumphant from the tomb!3This day be grateful homage paidAnd loud hosannas sung;Let gladness dwell in every heart,And praise on every tongue.4Ten thousand different lips shall joinTo hail this welcome morn,Which scatters blessings from its wingsTo nations yet unborn.Mrs. Barbauld.695C. M.With the pure thou wilt show thyself pure.2 Sam. 22:27.The offerings to thy throne which rise,Of mingled praise and prayer,Are but a worthless sacrificeUnless the heart is there.2Upon thine all-discerning earLet no vain words intrude;No tribute but the vow sincere—The tribute of the good.3My offerings will indeed be blest,If sanctified by thee—If thy pure Spirit touch my breastWith its own purity.4O, may that Spirit warm my heartTo piety and love,And to life’s lowly vale impartSome rays from heaven above.Bowring.696C. M.Let us go up to the house of the Lord.Psalm 122:1.Again our earthly cares we leave,And to thy courts repair;Again, with joyful feet, we comeTo meet our Saviour here.2Within these walls let holy peace,And love, and concord dwell;Here give the troubled conscience ease,The wounded spirit heal.3The feeling heart, the melting eye,The humble mind, bestow:And shine upon us from on high,To make our graces grow.4May we in faith receive thy word,In faith present our prayers,And in the presence of our Lord,Unbosom all our cares.5Show us some token of thy love,Our fainting hope to raise,And pour thy blessings from above,That we may render praise.697C. M.Quicken us, and we will call on thy name.Psalm 80:18.Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart;Inspire each lifeless tongue;And let the joys of heaven impartTheir influence to our song.2Then to the shining realms of blissThe wings of faith shall soar,And all the charms of ParadiseOur raptured thoughts explore.3There shall the followers of the LambJoin in immortal songs,And endless honors to his nameEmploy their tuneful tongues.3Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love;Our feeble notes inspire,Till, in thy blissful courts above,We join the heavenly choir.Mrs. Steele.698C. M.Early will I seek thee.Psalm 63:1.Early, my God, without delay,I haste to seek thy face;My thirsty spirit faints awayWithout thy cheering grace.2So pilgrims on the scorching sand,Beneath a burning sky,Long for a cooling stream at hand,And they must drink or die.3Not life itself, with all its joys,Can my best passions move,Or raise so high my cheerful voice,As thy forgiving love.4Thus, till my last expiring day,I’ll bless my God and King;Thus will I lift my hands to pray,And tune my lips to sing.Watts.699C. M.The morrow after the Sabbath.Lev. 23:11.Blest day of God! most calm, most bright,The first and best of days:The laborer’s rest, the saint’s delight,The day of prayer and praise.2My Saviour’s face made thee to shine;His rising thee did raise:And made thee heavenly and divineBeyond all other days.3The first-fruits oft a blessing proveTo all the sheaves behind:And they who do the Lord’s day love,A happy week shall find.4This day I must to God appear,For, Lord, the day is thine;Help me to spend it in thy fear,And thus to make it mine.700S. M.Stand up and bless the Lord.Neh. 9:5.Stand up and bless the Lord,Ye people of his choice;Stand up and bless the Lord your God,With heart, and soul, and voice.2O for the living flame,From his own altar brought,To touch our lips, our minds inspire,And raise to heaven our thought!3God is our strength and song,And his salvation ours;Then be his love in Christ proclaimedWith all our ransomed powers.4Stand up and bless the Lord,The Lord your God adore;Stand up, and bless his glorious name,Henceforth for evermore.Montgomery.701S. M.Come, we that love the Lord.Come, we that love the Lord,And let our joys be known;Join in a song with sweet accord,And thus surround the throne.2The sorrows of the mindBe banished from this place!Religion never was designedTo make our pleasures less.3Let those refuse to singWho never knew our God;But children of the heavenly KingMay speak their joys abroad.4The men of grace have foundGlory begun below;Celestial fruits on earthly groundFrom hope and faith may grow.5The hill of Zion yieldsA thousand sacred sweets,Before we reach the heavenly fields,Or walk the golden streets.6Then let our songs abound,And every tear be dry;We’re marching o’er this hallowed groundTo fairer worlds on high.Watts.702S. M.Come, sound his praise abroad.Come, sound his praise abroad,And hymns of glory sing;Jehovah is the sovereign God,The universal King.2He formed the deeps unknown;He gave the seas their bound;The watery worlds are all his own,And all the solid ground.3Come, worship at his throne;Come, bow before the Lord;We are his work, and not our own;He formed us by his word.4To-day attend his voice,Nor dare provoke his rod;Come, like the people of his choice,And own your gracious God.Watts.703S. M.Blessed they that hunger.Matt. 5:6.Hungry, and faint, and poor,Behold us, Lord, againAssembled at thy mercy’s door,Thy bounty to obtain.2Thy word invites us nigh,Or we would starve indeed;For we no money have to buy,Nor righteousness to plead.3The food our spirits want,Thy hand alone can give;O! hear the prayer of faith, and grantThat we may eat and live!704S. M.As I have seen thee in the sanctuary.Psalm 63:2.My God, permit my tongueThis joy, to call thee mine;And let my early cries prevail,To taste thy love divine.2Within thy churches, Lord,I long to find my place;Thy power and glory to behold,And feel thy quickening grace.3Since thou hast been my help,To thee my spirit flies;And on thy watchful providence,My cheerful hope relies.4The shadow of thy wingsMy soul in safety keeps;I follow where my Father leads,And he supports my steps.Watts.705S. M.Reunion.And are we yet alive,And see each other’s face?Glory and praise to Jesus give,For his preserving grace.2What troubles have we seen!What conflicts have we past!Fightings without, and fears within,Since we assembled last.3But out of all, the LordHath brought us by his love;And still he doth his help afford,And hides our life above.4Then let us make our boastOf his redeeming power,Which saves us to the uttermost,Till we can sin no more.C. Wesley.7067s.Come into his courts.Psalm 96:8.To thy temple we repair;Lord, we love to worship there;There, within the vail, we meetChrist upon the mercy-seat.2While thy glorious name is sung,Tune our lips, inspire our tongue;Then our joyful souls shall blessChrist, the Lord, our Righteousness.Montgomery.7077s.The unity of the Spirit.Eph. 4:3.Father, hear our humble claim;We are met in thy great name;In the midst do thou appear,Manifest thy presence here.2Lord, our fellowship increase;Knit us in the bond of peace;Join our hearts, O Father! joinEach to each, and all to thine.3Build us in one spirit up,Called in one high calling’s hope—One the spirit, one the aim,One the pure baptismal flame.7087s.Wait on the Lord, etc.Psalm 27:14.Lord, we come before thee now;At thy feet we humbly bow:O do not our suit disdain,Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?2Lord, on thee our souls depend,In compassion now descend;Fill our hearts with thy rich grace;Tune our lips to sing thy praise.3In thine own appointed way,Now we seek thee; here we stay;Lord, from hence we would not go,Till a blessing thou bestow.4Comfort those who weep and mourn;Let the time of joy return;Those that are cast down, lift up;Make them strong in faith and hope.5Grant that all may seek and findThee a God supremely kind;Heal the sick; the captive free;Let us all rejoice in thee.Hammond.7098s & 7s.Far from mortal cares retreating.Far from mortal cares retreating,Sordid hopes, and vain desires,Here our willing footsteps meeting,Every heart to heaven aspires.From the Fount of glory beaming,Light celestial cheers our eyes,Mercy from above proclaimingPeace and pardon from the skies.2Blessings all around bestowing,God withholds his care from none;Grace and mercy ever flowingFrom the fountain of his throne.Lord, with favor still attend us;Bless us with thy wondrous love;Thou, our Sun, our Shield, defend us;All our hope is from above.J. Taylor.7108s & 7s.Love divine, all love excelling.Love divine, all love excelling,Joy of heaven to earth come down!Fix in us thy humble dwelling:All thy faithful mercies crown;Jesus, thou art all compassion,Pure, unbounded love thou art,Visit us with thy salvation,Enter every trembling heart.2Breathe, O, breathe thy loving SpiritInto every troubled breast:Let us all in thee inherit,Let us find thy promised rest.Take away the love of sinning,Take our load of guilt away;End the work of thy beginning,Bring us to eternal day.3Carry on thy new creation,Pure and holy may we be;Let us see our whole salvation,Perfectly secured by thee;Change from glory into glory,Till in heaven we take our place;Till we cast our crowns before thee,Lost in wonder, love and praise.C. Wesley.7118s, 7s & 4s.The Lord is in his holy temple.Heb. 2:20.God is in his holy temple,All the earth keep silence here;Worship him in truth and spirit,Reverence him with godly fear;Holy, holy,Lord of hosts, our Lord, appear.2God in Christ reveals his presence,Throned upon the mercy-seat:Saints, rejoice! and sinners, tremble!Each prepare his God to meet:Lowly, lowly,Bow adoring at his feet.3Hail him here with songs of praises,Him with prayers of faith surround;Hearken to his glorious gospel,While the preacher’s lips expound;Blesséd, blesséd,They who know the joyful sound.4Though the heaven, and heaven of heavens,O thou Great Unsearchable!Are too mean to comprehend thee,Thou with man art pleased to dwell;Welcome, welcome,God with us, Immanuel.7128s & 6s.At the hour of prayer.Acts 3:1.Blest is the hour when cares depart,And earthly scenes are far—When tears of woe forget to start,And gently dawns upon the heartDevotion’s holy star.2Blest is the place where angels bendTo hear our worship rise,Where kindred hearts their musings blend,And all the soul’s affections tendBeyond the vailing skies.3Blest are the hallowed vows that bindMan to his work of love—Bind him to cheer the humble mind,Console the weeping, lead the blind,And guide to joys above.4Sweet shall the song of glory swell,Saviour divine, to thee,When they whose work is finished well,In thy own courts of rest shall dwell,Blest through eternity.S. F. Smith.7138s, 7s & 4s.Rejoice with trembling.Psalm 2:11.In thy name, O Lord, assembling,We thy people, now draw near;Teach us to rejoice with trembling;O that we this day may hear—Hear with meekness—Hear thy word with godly fear.2While our days on earth are lengthened,May we give them, Lord, to thee!Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened,We would run, nor weary be,Till thy glory,Without clouds, in heaven we see.3There, in worship, purer, sweeter,All thy people shall adore;Tasting of enjoyment greaterThan they could conceive before;Full enjoyment—Holy bliss for evermore.Kelly.714H. M.Longing for the house of God.Lord of the worlds above,How pleasant and how fairThe dwellings of thy love,Thy earthly temples, are!To thy abode my heart aspires,With warm desires to see my God.2O, happy souls, who prayWhere God appoints to hear!O, happy men, who payTheir constant service there!They praise thee still; and happy theyWho love the way to Zion’s hill.3They go from strength to strength,Through this dark vale of tears,Till each arrives at length,Till each in heaven appears:O glorious seat, when God, our KingShall thither bring our willing feet.Watts.
674L. M.Psalm 100.Before Jehovah’s awful throne,Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;Know that the Lord is God alone,He can create and he destroy.2His sovereign power, without our aid,Made us of clay, and formed us men;And when like wandering sheep we strayed,He brought us to his fold again.3We are his people—we his care—Our souls, and all our mortal frame:What lasting honors shall we rear,Almighty Maker, to thy name?4We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,High as the heavens our voices raise;And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.5Wide as the world is thy command!Vast as eternity thy love!Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,When rolling years shall cease to move!Watts.
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Psalm 100.
Before Jehovah’s awful throne,Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;Know that the Lord is God alone,He can create and he destroy.
Before Jehovah’s awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone,
He can create and he destroy.
2His sovereign power, without our aid,Made us of clay, and formed us men;And when like wandering sheep we strayed,He brought us to his fold again.
2His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.
3We are his people—we his care—Our souls, and all our mortal frame:What lasting honors shall we rear,Almighty Maker, to thy name?
3We are his people—we his care—
Our souls, and all our mortal frame:
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name?
4We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,High as the heavens our voices raise;And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
4We’ll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
5Wide as the world is thy command!Vast as eternity thy love!Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,When rolling years shall cease to move!
5Wide as the world is thy command!
Vast as eternity thy love!
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move!
Watts.
675L. M.God exalted.Psalm 57:5.Be thou exalted, O my God!Above the heavens where angels dwell;Thy power on earth be known abroad,And land to land thy wonders tell.2My heart is fixed; my song shall raiseImmortal honors to thy name:Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,My tongue, the glory of my frame.3High o’er the earth his mercy reigns,And reaches to the utmost sky;His truth to endless years remains,When lower worlds dissolve and die.Watts.
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God exalted.Psalm 57:5.
Be thou exalted, O my God!Above the heavens where angels dwell;Thy power on earth be known abroad,And land to land thy wonders tell.
Be thou exalted, O my God!
Above the heavens where angels dwell;
Thy power on earth be known abroad,
And land to land thy wonders tell.
2My heart is fixed; my song shall raiseImmortal honors to thy name:Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,My tongue, the glory of my frame.
2My heart is fixed; my song shall raise
Immortal honors to thy name:
Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise,
My tongue, the glory of my frame.
3High o’er the earth his mercy reigns,And reaches to the utmost sky;His truth to endless years remains,When lower worlds dissolve and die.
3High o’er the earth his mercy reigns,
And reaches to the utmost sky;
His truth to endless years remains,
When lower worlds dissolve and die.
Watts.
676L. M.Every place a temple.O Thou, to whom, in ancient time,The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung;Whom kings adored in songs sublime,And prophets praised with glowing tongue:2Not now on Zion’s hight aloneThy favored worshipers may dwell;Nor where, at sultry noon, thy SonSat weary, by the patriarch’s well.3From every place below the skies,The grateful song, the fervent prayer—The incense of the heart—may riseTo heaven, and find acceptance there.4To thee shall age, with snowy hair,And strength, and beauty, bend the knee;And childhood lisp, with reverent air,Its praises and its prayers to thee!5O thou to whom, in ancient time,The lyre of prophet-bards was strung,To thee, at last, in every clime,Shall temples rise, and praise be sung!Ware.
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Every place a temple.
O Thou, to whom, in ancient time,The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung;Whom kings adored in songs sublime,And prophets praised with glowing tongue:
O Thou, to whom, in ancient time,
The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung;
Whom kings adored in songs sublime,
And prophets praised with glowing tongue:
2Not now on Zion’s hight aloneThy favored worshipers may dwell;Nor where, at sultry noon, thy SonSat weary, by the patriarch’s well.
2Not now on Zion’s hight alone
Thy favored worshipers may dwell;
Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son
Sat weary, by the patriarch’s well.
3From every place below the skies,The grateful song, the fervent prayer—The incense of the heart—may riseTo heaven, and find acceptance there.
3From every place below the skies,
The grateful song, the fervent prayer—
The incense of the heart—may rise
To heaven, and find acceptance there.
4To thee shall age, with snowy hair,And strength, and beauty, bend the knee;And childhood lisp, with reverent air,Its praises and its prayers to thee!
4To thee shall age, with snowy hair,
And strength, and beauty, bend the knee;
And childhood lisp, with reverent air,
Its praises and its prayers to thee!
5O thou to whom, in ancient time,The lyre of prophet-bards was strung,To thee, at last, in every clime,Shall temples rise, and praise be sung!
5O thou to whom, in ancient time,
The lyre of prophet-bards was strung,
To thee, at last, in every clime,
Shall temples rise, and praise be sung!
Ware.
677L. M.Coming together in the name of Jesus.Matt. 18:20.Great God! the followers of thy Son,We bow before thy mercy-seat,To worship thee, the holy One,And pour our wishes at thy feet.2O, grant thy blessing here to-day;O, give thy people joy and peace;The tokens of thy love display,And favor that shall never cease.3We seek the truth which Jesus brought,His path of light we long to tread;Here be his holy doctrines taught,And here their purest influence shed.4May faith, and hope, and love abound;Our sins and errors be forgiven;And we, from day to day, be foundThe sons of God and heirs of heaven.H. Ware, jr.
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Coming together in the name of Jesus.Matt. 18:20.
Great God! the followers of thy Son,We bow before thy mercy-seat,To worship thee, the holy One,And pour our wishes at thy feet.
Great God! the followers of thy Son,
We bow before thy mercy-seat,
To worship thee, the holy One,
And pour our wishes at thy feet.
2O, grant thy blessing here to-day;O, give thy people joy and peace;The tokens of thy love display,And favor that shall never cease.
2O, grant thy blessing here to-day;
O, give thy people joy and peace;
The tokens of thy love display,
And favor that shall never cease.
3We seek the truth which Jesus brought,His path of light we long to tread;Here be his holy doctrines taught,And here their purest influence shed.
3We seek the truth which Jesus brought,
His path of light we long to tread;
Here be his holy doctrines taught,
And here their purest influence shed.
4May faith, and hope, and love abound;Our sins and errors be forgiven;And we, from day to day, be foundThe sons of God and heirs of heaven.
4May faith, and hope, and love abound;
Our sins and errors be forgiven;
And we, from day to day, be found
The sons of God and heirs of heaven.
H. Ware, jr.
678L. M. 6 lines.Seeking refuge.Forth from the dark and stormy sky,Lord, to thine altar’s shade we fly;Forth from the world, its hope and fear,Father, we seek thy shelter here:Weary and weak, thy grace we pray;Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.2Long have we roamed in want and pain;Long have we sought thy rest to gain;Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost,Long have our souls been tempest-tost;Low at thy feet our sins we lay;Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.Heber.
L. M. 6 lines.
Seeking refuge.
Forth from the dark and stormy sky,Lord, to thine altar’s shade we fly;Forth from the world, its hope and fear,Father, we seek thy shelter here:Weary and weak, thy grace we pray;Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.
Forth from the dark and stormy sky,
Lord, to thine altar’s shade we fly;
Forth from the world, its hope and fear,
Father, we seek thy shelter here:
Weary and weak, thy grace we pray;
Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.
2Long have we roamed in want and pain;Long have we sought thy rest to gain;Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost,Long have our souls been tempest-tost;Low at thy feet our sins we lay;Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.
2Long have we roamed in want and pain;
Long have we sought thy rest to gain;
Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost,
Long have our souls been tempest-tost;
Low at thy feet our sins we lay;
Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away.
Heber.
679L. M.The hour of worship.Blest hour, when mortal man retiresTo hold communion with his God,To send to heaven his warm desires,And listen to the sacred word.2Blest hour, when earthly cares resignTheir empire o’er his anxious breast,While, all around, the calm divine,Proclaims the holy day of rest.3Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh,Well pleased his people’s voice to hear,To hush the penitential sigh,And wipe away the mourner’s tear.4Blest hour! for, where the Lord resorts,Foretastes of future bliss are given,And mortals find his earthly courtsThe house of God, the gate of heaven.Raffles.
L. M.
The hour of worship.
Blest hour, when mortal man retiresTo hold communion with his God,To send to heaven his warm desires,And listen to the sacred word.
Blest hour, when mortal man retires
To hold communion with his God,
To send to heaven his warm desires,
And listen to the sacred word.
2Blest hour, when earthly cares resignTheir empire o’er his anxious breast,While, all around, the calm divine,Proclaims the holy day of rest.
2Blest hour, when earthly cares resign
Their empire o’er his anxious breast,
While, all around, the calm divine,
Proclaims the holy day of rest.
3Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh,Well pleased his people’s voice to hear,To hush the penitential sigh,And wipe away the mourner’s tear.
3Blest hour, when God himself draws nigh,
Well pleased his people’s voice to hear,
To hush the penitential sigh,
And wipe away the mourner’s tear.
4Blest hour! for, where the Lord resorts,Foretastes of future bliss are given,And mortals find his earthly courtsThe house of God, the gate of heaven.
4Blest hour! for, where the Lord resorts,
Foretastes of future bliss are given,
And mortals find his earthly courts
The house of God, the gate of heaven.
Raffles.
680L. M.How amiable are thy tabernacles.Psalm 84:1.Great God, attend while Zion singsThe joy that from thy presence springs;To spend one day with thee on earth,Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.2Might I enjoy the meanest placeWithin thy house, O God of grace,Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.3God is our sun, he makes our day;God is our shield, he guards our wayFrom all th’ assaults of hell and sin,From foes without and foes within.4All needful grace will God bestow,And crown that grace with glory too:He gives us all things, and withholdsNo real good from upright souls.5O God, our King, whose sovereign sway,The glorious hosts of heaven obey,And devils at thy presence flee;Blest is the man that trusts in thee.Watts.
L. M.
How amiable are thy tabernacles.Psalm 84:1.
Great God, attend while Zion singsThe joy that from thy presence springs;To spend one day with thee on earth,Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
Great God, attend while Zion sings
The joy that from thy presence springs;
To spend one day with thee on earth,
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2Might I enjoy the meanest placeWithin thy house, O God of grace,Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
2Might I enjoy the meanest place
Within thy house, O God of grace,
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3God is our sun, he makes our day;God is our shield, he guards our wayFrom all th’ assaults of hell and sin,From foes without and foes within.
3God is our sun, he makes our day;
God is our shield, he guards our way
From all th’ assaults of hell and sin,
From foes without and foes within.
4All needful grace will God bestow,And crown that grace with glory too:He gives us all things, and withholdsNo real good from upright souls.
4All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too:
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.
5O God, our King, whose sovereign sway,The glorious hosts of heaven obey,And devils at thy presence flee;Blest is the man that trusts in thee.
5O God, our King, whose sovereign sway,
The glorious hosts of heaven obey,
And devils at thy presence flee;
Blest is the man that trusts in thee.
Watts.
681L. M.Serve the Lord with gladness.Psalm 100:2.Ye nations round the earth, rejoice,Before the Lord, your sovereign King;Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;With all your tongues his glory sing.2The Lord is God: ’tis he aloneDoth life, and breath, and being give;We are his work, and not our own;The sheep that on his pastures live.3Enter his gates with songs of joy;With praises to his courts repair;And make it your divine employTo pay your thanks and honors there.4The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;Great is his grace, his mercy sure:And the whole race of men shall findHis truth from age to age endure.Watts.
L. M.
Serve the Lord with gladness.Psalm 100:2.
Ye nations round the earth, rejoice,Before the Lord, your sovereign King;Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;With all your tongues his glory sing.
Ye nations round the earth, rejoice,
Before the Lord, your sovereign King;
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;
With all your tongues his glory sing.
2The Lord is God: ’tis he aloneDoth life, and breath, and being give;We are his work, and not our own;The sheep that on his pastures live.
2The Lord is God: ’tis he alone
Doth life, and breath, and being give;
We are his work, and not our own;
The sheep that on his pastures live.
3Enter his gates with songs of joy;With praises to his courts repair;And make it your divine employTo pay your thanks and honors there.
3Enter his gates with songs of joy;
With praises to his courts repair;
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honors there.
4The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;Great is his grace, his mercy sure:And the whole race of men shall findHis truth from age to age endure.
4The Lord is good, the Lord is kind;
Great is his grace, his mercy sure:
And the whole race of men shall find
His truth from age to age endure.
Watts.
682L. M.Let us worship and bow down.Psalm 95:6.O come, loud anthems let us sing,Loud thanks to our almighty King!For we our voices high should raise,When our salvation’s Rock we praise.2Into his presence let us haste,To thank him for his favors past;To him address in joyful songsThe praise that to his name belongs.3O, let us to his courts repair,And bow with adoration there!Down on our knees, devoutly, allBefore the Lord, our Maker, fall.Tate & Brady.
L. M.
Let us worship and bow down.Psalm 95:6.
O come, loud anthems let us sing,Loud thanks to our almighty King!For we our voices high should raise,When our salvation’s Rock we praise.
O come, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our almighty King!
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation’s Rock we praise.
2Into his presence let us haste,To thank him for his favors past;To him address in joyful songsThe praise that to his name belongs.
2Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favors past;
To him address in joyful songs
The praise that to his name belongs.
3O, let us to his courts repair,And bow with adoration there!Down on our knees, devoutly, allBefore the Lord, our Maker, fall.
3O, let us to his courts repair,
And bow with adoration there!
Down on our knees, devoutly, all
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall.
Tate & Brady.
683L. M.Speak, Lord, thy servant heareth.1 Sam. 3:10.While now thy throne of grace we seek,O God! within our spirits speak;For we will hear thy voice to-day,Nor turn our hardened hearts away.2Speak in thy gentlest tones of love,Till all our best affections move;We long to hear thy gentle call,And feel that thou art all in all.3To conscience speak thy quickening word,Till all its sense of sin is stirred;For we would leave no stain of guile,To cloud the radiance of thy smile.4Speak, Father, to the anxious heart,Till every fear and doubt depart;For we can find no home or rest,Till with thy Spirit’s whispers blest.5Speak to convince, forgive, console:Childlike we yield to thy control;These hearts, too often closed before,Would grieve thy patient love no more.C. Robins.
L. M.
Speak, Lord, thy servant heareth.1 Sam. 3:10.
While now thy throne of grace we seek,O God! within our spirits speak;For we will hear thy voice to-day,Nor turn our hardened hearts away.
While now thy throne of grace we seek,
O God! within our spirits speak;
For we will hear thy voice to-day,
Nor turn our hardened hearts away.
2Speak in thy gentlest tones of love,Till all our best affections move;We long to hear thy gentle call,And feel that thou art all in all.
2Speak in thy gentlest tones of love,
Till all our best affections move;
We long to hear thy gentle call,
And feel that thou art all in all.
3To conscience speak thy quickening word,Till all its sense of sin is stirred;For we would leave no stain of guile,To cloud the radiance of thy smile.
3To conscience speak thy quickening word,
Till all its sense of sin is stirred;
For we would leave no stain of guile,
To cloud the radiance of thy smile.
4Speak, Father, to the anxious heart,Till every fear and doubt depart;For we can find no home or rest,Till with thy Spirit’s whispers blest.
4Speak, Father, to the anxious heart,
Till every fear and doubt depart;
For we can find no home or rest,
Till with thy Spirit’s whispers blest.
5Speak to convince, forgive, console:Childlike we yield to thy control;These hearts, too often closed before,Would grieve thy patient love no more.
5Speak to convince, forgive, console:
Childlike we yield to thy control;
These hearts, too often closed before,
Would grieve thy patient love no more.
C. Robins.
684L. M.God is here.Be still! be still! for all around,On either hand, is holy ground:Here in his house, the Lord to-dayWill listen, while his people pray.2Thou, tossed upon the waves of careReady to sink with deep despair,Here ask relief, with heart sincere,And thou shalt find that God is here.3Thou who hast laid within the graveThose whom thou hadst no power to save,Now to the mercy-seat draw near,With all thy woes, for God is here.4Thou who hast dear ones far away,In foreign lands, ’mid ocean’s spray,Pray for them now, and dry the tear,And trust the God who listens here.5Thou who art mourning o’er thy sin,Deploring guilt that reigns within,The God of peace is ever near;The troubled spirit meets him here.
L. M.
God is here.
Be still! be still! for all around,On either hand, is holy ground:Here in his house, the Lord to-dayWill listen, while his people pray.
Be still! be still! for all around,
On either hand, is holy ground:
Here in his house, the Lord to-day
Will listen, while his people pray.
2Thou, tossed upon the waves of careReady to sink with deep despair,Here ask relief, with heart sincere,And thou shalt find that God is here.
2Thou, tossed upon the waves of care
Ready to sink with deep despair,
Here ask relief, with heart sincere,
And thou shalt find that God is here.
3Thou who hast laid within the graveThose whom thou hadst no power to save,Now to the mercy-seat draw near,With all thy woes, for God is here.
3Thou who hast laid within the grave
Those whom thou hadst no power to save,
Now to the mercy-seat draw near,
With all thy woes, for God is here.
4Thou who hast dear ones far away,In foreign lands, ’mid ocean’s spray,Pray for them now, and dry the tear,And trust the God who listens here.
4Thou who hast dear ones far away,
In foreign lands, ’mid ocean’s spray,
Pray for them now, and dry the tear,
And trust the God who listens here.
5Thou who art mourning o’er thy sin,Deploring guilt that reigns within,The God of peace is ever near;The troubled spirit meets him here.
5Thou who art mourning o’er thy sin,
Deploring guilt that reigns within,
The God of peace is ever near;
The troubled spirit meets him here.
685L. M.I will come in.Rev. 3:20.O blest the souls, for ever blest,Where God as sovereign is confest;O happy hearts, the blesséd homesTo which the King in glory comes!2Fling wide thy portals, O my heart!Be thou a temple set apart;So shall thy Sovereign enter in,And new and nobler life begin.3Deliverer, come! we open wideOur hearts to thee; here, Lord, abide!Let all thy glorious presence feel;Thou—King of saints! thyself reveal.
L. M.
I will come in.Rev. 3:20.
O blest the souls, for ever blest,Where God as sovereign is confest;O happy hearts, the blesséd homesTo which the King in glory comes!
O blest the souls, for ever blest,
Where God as sovereign is confest;
O happy hearts, the blesséd homes
To which the King in glory comes!
2Fling wide thy portals, O my heart!Be thou a temple set apart;So shall thy Sovereign enter in,And new and nobler life begin.
2Fling wide thy portals, O my heart!
Be thou a temple set apart;
So shall thy Sovereign enter in,
And new and nobler life begin.
3Deliverer, come! we open wideOur hearts to thee; here, Lord, abide!Let all thy glorious presence feel;Thou—King of saints! thyself reveal.
3Deliverer, come! we open wide
Our hearts to thee; here, Lord, abide!
Let all thy glorious presence feel;
Thou—King of saints! thyself reveal.
686L. M.Blessed are they that dwell in thy house.Psalm 84:4.How pleasant, how divinely fair,Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!With long desire my spirit faintsTo meet the assemblies of thy saints.2My soul would rest in thine abode,My panting heart cries out for God;My God! my King! why should I beSo far from all my joys and thee!3Blest are the souls who find a placeWithin the temple of thy grace;There they behold thy gentler rays,And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.4Blest are the men whose hearts are setTo find the way to Zion’s gate;God is their strength, and through the road,They lean upon their Helper, God.Watts.
L. M.
Blessed are they that dwell in thy house.Psalm 84:4.
How pleasant, how divinely fair,Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!With long desire my spirit faintsTo meet the assemblies of thy saints.
How pleasant, how divinely fair,
Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are!
With long desire my spirit faints
To meet the assemblies of thy saints.
2My soul would rest in thine abode,My panting heart cries out for God;My God! my King! why should I beSo far from all my joys and thee!
2My soul would rest in thine abode,
My panting heart cries out for God;
My God! my King! why should I be
So far from all my joys and thee!
3Blest are the souls who find a placeWithin the temple of thy grace;There they behold thy gentler rays,And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.
3Blest are the souls who find a place
Within the temple of thy grace;
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.
4Blest are the men whose hearts are setTo find the way to Zion’s gate;God is their strength, and through the road,They lean upon their Helper, God.
4Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion’s gate;
God is their strength, and through the road,
They lean upon their Helper, God.
Watts.
687L. M.The living temple.O Father! with protecting care,Meet us in this, our house of prayer;Assembled in thy sacred name,Thy promised blessing here we claim.2But chiefest in the cleanséd breast,For ever let thy Spirit rest,And make the contrite heart to beA temple pure and worthy thee.
L. M.
The living temple.
O Father! with protecting care,Meet us in this, our house of prayer;Assembled in thy sacred name,Thy promised blessing here we claim.
O Father! with protecting care,
Meet us in this, our house of prayer;
Assembled in thy sacred name,
Thy promised blessing here we claim.
2But chiefest in the cleanséd breast,For ever let thy Spirit rest,And make the contrite heart to beA temple pure and worthy thee.
2But chiefest in the cleanséd breast,
For ever let thy Spirit rest,
And make the contrite heart to be
A temple pure and worthy thee.
688L. M.My soul longeth for the courts of the Lord.Psalm 84:2.Look from on high, great God, and seeThy saints lamenting after thee:We sigh, we languish, and complain;Revive thy gracious work again.2To-day thy cheering grace impart,Bind up and heal the broken heart;Our sins subdue, our souls restore,And let our foes prevail no more.3Thy presence in thy house afford,And bless the preaching of thy word,That sinners may their danger see,And now begin to mourn for thee.Rippon’s Coll.
L. M.
My soul longeth for the courts of the Lord.Psalm 84:2.
Look from on high, great God, and seeThy saints lamenting after thee:We sigh, we languish, and complain;Revive thy gracious work again.
Look from on high, great God, and see
Thy saints lamenting after thee:
We sigh, we languish, and complain;
Revive thy gracious work again.
2To-day thy cheering grace impart,Bind up and heal the broken heart;Our sins subdue, our souls restore,And let our foes prevail no more.
2To-day thy cheering grace impart,
Bind up and heal the broken heart;
Our sins subdue, our souls restore,
And let our foes prevail no more.
3Thy presence in thy house afford,And bless the preaching of thy word,That sinners may their danger see,And now begin to mourn for thee.
3Thy presence in thy house afford,
And bless the preaching of thy word,
That sinners may their danger see,
And now begin to mourn for thee.
Rippon’s Coll.
689C. M.Homage and devotion.With sacred joy we lift our eyesTo those bright realms above,That glorious temple in the skies,Where dwells eternal Love.2Before the gracious throne we bowOf heaven’s almighty King;Here we present the solemn vow,And hymns of praise we sing.3O Lord, while in thy house we kneel,With trust and holy fear,Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,And lend a gracious ear.4With fervor teach our hearts to pray,And tune our lips to sing;Nor from thy presence cast awayThe sacrifice we bring.Watts.
C. M.
Homage and devotion.
With sacred joy we lift our eyesTo those bright realms above,That glorious temple in the skies,Where dwells eternal Love.
With sacred joy we lift our eyes
To those bright realms above,
That glorious temple in the skies,
Where dwells eternal Love.
2Before the gracious throne we bowOf heaven’s almighty King;Here we present the solemn vow,And hymns of praise we sing.
2Before the gracious throne we bow
Of heaven’s almighty King;
Here we present the solemn vow,
And hymns of praise we sing.
3O Lord, while in thy house we kneel,With trust and holy fear,Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,And lend a gracious ear.
3O Lord, while in thy house we kneel,
With trust and holy fear,
Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,
And lend a gracious ear.
4With fervor teach our hearts to pray,And tune our lips to sing;Nor from thy presence cast awayThe sacrifice we bring.
4With fervor teach our hearts to pray,
And tune our lips to sing;
Nor from thy presence cast away
The sacrifice we bring.
Watts.
690C. M.Lift thou the light of thy countenance, etc.Psalm 4:6Within thy house, O Lord, our God,In glory now appear;Make this a place of thine abode,And shed thy blessings here.2When we thy mercy-seat surround,Thy Spirit, Lord, impart;And let thy gospel’s joyful sound,With power, reach every heart.3Here let the blind their sight obtain;Here give the mourners rest;Let Jesus here triumphant reign,Enthroned in every breast.4Here let the voice of sacred joyAnd humble prayer arise,Till higher strains our tongues employIn realms beyond the skies.Con. Ev. Mag.
C. M.
Lift thou the light of thy countenance, etc.Psalm 4:6
Within thy house, O Lord, our God,In glory now appear;Make this a place of thine abode,And shed thy blessings here.
Within thy house, O Lord, our God,
In glory now appear;
Make this a place of thine abode,
And shed thy blessings here.
2When we thy mercy-seat surround,Thy Spirit, Lord, impart;And let thy gospel’s joyful sound,With power, reach every heart.
2When we thy mercy-seat surround,
Thy Spirit, Lord, impart;
And let thy gospel’s joyful sound,
With power, reach every heart.
3Here let the blind their sight obtain;Here give the mourners rest;Let Jesus here triumphant reign,Enthroned in every breast.
3Here let the blind their sight obtain;
Here give the mourners rest;
Let Jesus here triumphant reign,
Enthroned in every breast.
4Here let the voice of sacred joyAnd humble prayer arise,Till higher strains our tongues employIn realms beyond the skies.
4Here let the voice of sacred joy
And humble prayer arise,
Till higher strains our tongues employ
In realms beyond the skies.
Con. Ev. Mag.
691C. M.The house of God.My soul! how lovely is the place,To which thy God resorts!’Tis heaven to see his smiling face,Though in his earthly courts.2There the great Monarch of the skiesHis saving power displays,And light breaks in upon our eyes,With kind and quickening rays.3There, mighty God! thy words declareThe secrets of thy will;And still we seek thy mercy there,And sing thy praises still.Watts.
C. M.
The house of God.
My soul! how lovely is the place,To which thy God resorts!’Tis heaven to see his smiling face,Though in his earthly courts.
My soul! how lovely is the place,
To which thy God resorts!
’Tis heaven to see his smiling face,
Though in his earthly courts.
2There the great Monarch of the skiesHis saving power displays,And light breaks in upon our eyes,With kind and quickening rays.
2There the great Monarch of the skies
His saving power displays,
And light breaks in upon our eyes,
With kind and quickening rays.
3There, mighty God! thy words declareThe secrets of thy will;And still we seek thy mercy there,And sing thy praises still.
3There, mighty God! thy words declare
The secrets of thy will;
And still we seek thy mercy there,
And sing thy praises still.
Watts.
692C. M.What shall I render.Psalm 116:12.What shall I render to my GodFor all his kindness shown?My feet shall visit thine abode,My songs address thy throne.2Among the saints that fill thy house,My offerings shall be paid;There shall my zeal perform the vowsMy soul in anguish made.3How happy all thy servants are,How great thy grace to me!My life, which thou hast made thy care,Lord, I devote to thee.4Now I am thine, for ever thine,Nor shall my purpose move;Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,And bound me with thy love.5Here in thy courts I leave my vow,And thy rich grace record;Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,If I forsake the Lord.Watts.
C. M.
What shall I render.Psalm 116:12.
What shall I render to my GodFor all his kindness shown?My feet shall visit thine abode,My songs address thy throne.
What shall I render to my God
For all his kindness shown?
My feet shall visit thine abode,
My songs address thy throne.
2Among the saints that fill thy house,My offerings shall be paid;There shall my zeal perform the vowsMy soul in anguish made.
2Among the saints that fill thy house,
My offerings shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.
3How happy all thy servants are,How great thy grace to me!My life, which thou hast made thy care,Lord, I devote to thee.
3How happy all thy servants are,
How great thy grace to me!
My life, which thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.
4Now I am thine, for ever thine,Nor shall my purpose move;Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,And bound me with thy love.
4Now I am thine, for ever thine,
Nor shall my purpose move;
Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with thy love.
5Here in thy courts I leave my vow,And thy rich grace record;Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,If I forsake the Lord.
5Here in thy courts I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record;
Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.
Watts.
693C. M.They shall mount up with wings as eagles.Isaiah 40:31.Come, O thou King of all thy saints,Our humble tribute own,While, with our praises and complaints,We bow before thy throne.2How should our songs, like those above,With warm devotion rise!How should our souls on wings of love,Mount upward to the skies!3But, ah, the song, how faint it flows!How languid our desire!How dim the sacred passion glows,Till thou the heart inspire!4Blest Saviour, let thy glory shine,And fill thy dwellings here,Till life, and love, and joy divine,A heaven on earth appear.Mrs. Steele.
C. M.
They shall mount up with wings as eagles.Isaiah 40:31.
Come, O thou King of all thy saints,Our humble tribute own,While, with our praises and complaints,We bow before thy throne.
Come, O thou King of all thy saints,
Our humble tribute own,
While, with our praises and complaints,
We bow before thy throne.
2How should our songs, like those above,With warm devotion rise!How should our souls on wings of love,Mount upward to the skies!
2How should our songs, like those above,
With warm devotion rise!
How should our souls on wings of love,
Mount upward to the skies!
3But, ah, the song, how faint it flows!How languid our desire!How dim the sacred passion glows,Till thou the heart inspire!
3But, ah, the song, how faint it flows!
How languid our desire!
How dim the sacred passion glows,
Till thou the heart inspire!
4Blest Saviour, let thy glory shine,And fill thy dwellings here,Till life, and love, and joy divine,A heaven on earth appear.
4Blest Saviour, let thy glory shine,
And fill thy dwellings here,
Till life, and love, and joy divine,
A heaven on earth appear.
Mrs. Steele.
694C. M.Again the Lord of light and life.Again the Lord of light and lifeAwakes the kindling ray,Unseals the eyelids of the morn,And pours increasing day.2O what a night was that which wraptThe heathen world in gloom!O what a Sun which rose this dayTriumphant from the tomb!3This day be grateful homage paidAnd loud hosannas sung;Let gladness dwell in every heart,And praise on every tongue.4Ten thousand different lips shall joinTo hail this welcome morn,Which scatters blessings from its wingsTo nations yet unborn.Mrs. Barbauld.
C. M.
Again the Lord of light and life.
Again the Lord of light and lifeAwakes the kindling ray,Unseals the eyelids of the morn,And pours increasing day.
Again the Lord of light and life
Awakes the kindling ray,
Unseals the eyelids of the morn,
And pours increasing day.
2O what a night was that which wraptThe heathen world in gloom!O what a Sun which rose this dayTriumphant from the tomb!
2O what a night was that which wrapt
The heathen world in gloom!
O what a Sun which rose this day
Triumphant from the tomb!
3This day be grateful homage paidAnd loud hosannas sung;Let gladness dwell in every heart,And praise on every tongue.
3This day be grateful homage paid
And loud hosannas sung;
Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.
4Ten thousand different lips shall joinTo hail this welcome morn,Which scatters blessings from its wingsTo nations yet unborn.
4Ten thousand different lips shall join
To hail this welcome morn,
Which scatters blessings from its wings
To nations yet unborn.
Mrs. Barbauld.
695C. M.With the pure thou wilt show thyself pure.2 Sam. 22:27.The offerings to thy throne which rise,Of mingled praise and prayer,Are but a worthless sacrificeUnless the heart is there.2Upon thine all-discerning earLet no vain words intrude;No tribute but the vow sincere—The tribute of the good.3My offerings will indeed be blest,If sanctified by thee—If thy pure Spirit touch my breastWith its own purity.4O, may that Spirit warm my heartTo piety and love,And to life’s lowly vale impartSome rays from heaven above.Bowring.
C. M.
With the pure thou wilt show thyself pure.2 Sam. 22:27.
The offerings to thy throne which rise,Of mingled praise and prayer,Are but a worthless sacrificeUnless the heart is there.
The offerings to thy throne which rise,
Of mingled praise and prayer,
Are but a worthless sacrifice
Unless the heart is there.
2Upon thine all-discerning earLet no vain words intrude;No tribute but the vow sincere—The tribute of the good.
2Upon thine all-discerning ear
Let no vain words intrude;
No tribute but the vow sincere—
The tribute of the good.
3My offerings will indeed be blest,If sanctified by thee—If thy pure Spirit touch my breastWith its own purity.
3My offerings will indeed be blest,
If sanctified by thee—
If thy pure Spirit touch my breast
With its own purity.
4O, may that Spirit warm my heartTo piety and love,And to life’s lowly vale impartSome rays from heaven above.
4O, may that Spirit warm my heart
To piety and love,
And to life’s lowly vale impart
Some rays from heaven above.
Bowring.
696C. M.Let us go up to the house of the Lord.Psalm 122:1.Again our earthly cares we leave,And to thy courts repair;Again, with joyful feet, we comeTo meet our Saviour here.2Within these walls let holy peace,And love, and concord dwell;Here give the troubled conscience ease,The wounded spirit heal.3The feeling heart, the melting eye,The humble mind, bestow:And shine upon us from on high,To make our graces grow.4May we in faith receive thy word,In faith present our prayers,And in the presence of our Lord,Unbosom all our cares.5Show us some token of thy love,Our fainting hope to raise,And pour thy blessings from above,That we may render praise.
C. M.
Let us go up to the house of the Lord.Psalm 122:1.
Again our earthly cares we leave,And to thy courts repair;Again, with joyful feet, we comeTo meet our Saviour here.
Again our earthly cares we leave,
And to thy courts repair;
Again, with joyful feet, we come
To meet our Saviour here.
2Within these walls let holy peace,And love, and concord dwell;Here give the troubled conscience ease,The wounded spirit heal.
2Within these walls let holy peace,
And love, and concord dwell;
Here give the troubled conscience ease,
The wounded spirit heal.
3The feeling heart, the melting eye,The humble mind, bestow:And shine upon us from on high,To make our graces grow.
3The feeling heart, the melting eye,
The humble mind, bestow:
And shine upon us from on high,
To make our graces grow.
4May we in faith receive thy word,In faith present our prayers,And in the presence of our Lord,Unbosom all our cares.
4May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith present our prayers,
And in the presence of our Lord,
Unbosom all our cares.
5Show us some token of thy love,Our fainting hope to raise,And pour thy blessings from above,That we may render praise.
5Show us some token of thy love,
Our fainting hope to raise,
And pour thy blessings from above,
That we may render praise.
697C. M.Quicken us, and we will call on thy name.Psalm 80:18.Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart;Inspire each lifeless tongue;And let the joys of heaven impartTheir influence to our song.2Then to the shining realms of blissThe wings of faith shall soar,And all the charms of ParadiseOur raptured thoughts explore.3There shall the followers of the LambJoin in immortal songs,And endless honors to his nameEmploy their tuneful tongues.3Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love;Our feeble notes inspire,Till, in thy blissful courts above,We join the heavenly choir.Mrs. Steele.
C. M.
Quicken us, and we will call on thy name.Psalm 80:18.
Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart;Inspire each lifeless tongue;And let the joys of heaven impartTheir influence to our song.
Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart;
Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of heaven impart
Their influence to our song.
2Then to the shining realms of blissThe wings of faith shall soar,And all the charms of ParadiseOur raptured thoughts explore.
2Then to the shining realms of bliss
The wings of faith shall soar,
And all the charms of Paradise
Our raptured thoughts explore.
3There shall the followers of the LambJoin in immortal songs,And endless honors to his nameEmploy their tuneful tongues.
3There shall the followers of the Lamb
Join in immortal songs,
And endless honors to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.
3Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love;Our feeble notes inspire,Till, in thy blissful courts above,We join the heavenly choir.
3Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love;
Our feeble notes inspire,
Till, in thy blissful courts above,
We join the heavenly choir.
Mrs. Steele.
698C. M.Early will I seek thee.Psalm 63:1.Early, my God, without delay,I haste to seek thy face;My thirsty spirit faints awayWithout thy cheering grace.2So pilgrims on the scorching sand,Beneath a burning sky,Long for a cooling stream at hand,And they must drink or die.3Not life itself, with all its joys,Can my best passions move,Or raise so high my cheerful voice,As thy forgiving love.4Thus, till my last expiring day,I’ll bless my God and King;Thus will I lift my hands to pray,And tune my lips to sing.Watts.
C. M.
Early will I seek thee.Psalm 63:1.
Early, my God, without delay,I haste to seek thy face;My thirsty spirit faints awayWithout thy cheering grace.
Early, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away
Without thy cheering grace.
2So pilgrims on the scorching sand,Beneath a burning sky,Long for a cooling stream at hand,And they must drink or die.
2So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,
Long for a cooling stream at hand,
And they must drink or die.
3Not life itself, with all its joys,Can my best passions move,Or raise so high my cheerful voice,As thy forgiving love.
3Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
As thy forgiving love.
4Thus, till my last expiring day,I’ll bless my God and King;Thus will I lift my hands to pray,And tune my lips to sing.
4Thus, till my last expiring day,
I’ll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.
Watts.
699C. M.The morrow after the Sabbath.Lev. 23:11.Blest day of God! most calm, most bright,The first and best of days:The laborer’s rest, the saint’s delight,The day of prayer and praise.2My Saviour’s face made thee to shine;His rising thee did raise:And made thee heavenly and divineBeyond all other days.3The first-fruits oft a blessing proveTo all the sheaves behind:And they who do the Lord’s day love,A happy week shall find.4This day I must to God appear,For, Lord, the day is thine;Help me to spend it in thy fear,And thus to make it mine.
C. M.
The morrow after the Sabbath.Lev. 23:11.
Blest day of God! most calm, most bright,The first and best of days:The laborer’s rest, the saint’s delight,The day of prayer and praise.
Blest day of God! most calm, most bright,
The first and best of days:
The laborer’s rest, the saint’s delight,
The day of prayer and praise.
2My Saviour’s face made thee to shine;His rising thee did raise:And made thee heavenly and divineBeyond all other days.
2My Saviour’s face made thee to shine;
His rising thee did raise:
And made thee heavenly and divine
Beyond all other days.
3The first-fruits oft a blessing proveTo all the sheaves behind:And they who do the Lord’s day love,A happy week shall find.
3The first-fruits oft a blessing prove
To all the sheaves behind:
And they who do the Lord’s day love,
A happy week shall find.
4This day I must to God appear,For, Lord, the day is thine;Help me to spend it in thy fear,And thus to make it mine.
4This day I must to God appear,
For, Lord, the day is thine;
Help me to spend it in thy fear,
And thus to make it mine.
700S. M.Stand up and bless the Lord.Neh. 9:5.Stand up and bless the Lord,Ye people of his choice;Stand up and bless the Lord your God,With heart, and soul, and voice.2O for the living flame,From his own altar brought,To touch our lips, our minds inspire,And raise to heaven our thought!3God is our strength and song,And his salvation ours;Then be his love in Christ proclaimedWith all our ransomed powers.4Stand up and bless the Lord,The Lord your God adore;Stand up, and bless his glorious name,Henceforth for evermore.Montgomery.
S. M.
Stand up and bless the Lord.Neh. 9:5.
Stand up and bless the Lord,Ye people of his choice;Stand up and bless the Lord your God,With heart, and soul, and voice.
Stand up and bless the Lord,
Ye people of his choice;
Stand up and bless the Lord your God,
With heart, and soul, and voice.
2O for the living flame,From his own altar brought,To touch our lips, our minds inspire,And raise to heaven our thought!
2O for the living flame,
From his own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our minds inspire,
And raise to heaven our thought!
3God is our strength and song,And his salvation ours;Then be his love in Christ proclaimedWith all our ransomed powers.
3God is our strength and song,
And his salvation ours;
Then be his love in Christ proclaimed
With all our ransomed powers.
4Stand up and bless the Lord,The Lord your God adore;Stand up, and bless his glorious name,Henceforth for evermore.
4Stand up and bless the Lord,
The Lord your God adore;
Stand up, and bless his glorious name,
Henceforth for evermore.
Montgomery.
701S. M.Come, we that love the Lord.Come, we that love the Lord,And let our joys be known;Join in a song with sweet accord,And thus surround the throne.2The sorrows of the mindBe banished from this place!Religion never was designedTo make our pleasures less.3Let those refuse to singWho never knew our God;But children of the heavenly KingMay speak their joys abroad.4The men of grace have foundGlory begun below;Celestial fruits on earthly groundFrom hope and faith may grow.5The hill of Zion yieldsA thousand sacred sweets,Before we reach the heavenly fields,Or walk the golden streets.6Then let our songs abound,And every tear be dry;We’re marching o’er this hallowed groundTo fairer worlds on high.Watts.
S. M.
Come, we that love the Lord.
Come, we that love the Lord,And let our joys be known;Join in a song with sweet accord,And thus surround the throne.
Come, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.
2The sorrows of the mindBe banished from this place!Religion never was designedTo make our pleasures less.
2The sorrows of the mind
Be banished from this place!
Religion never was designed
To make our pleasures less.
3Let those refuse to singWho never knew our God;But children of the heavenly KingMay speak their joys abroad.
3Let those refuse to sing
Who never knew our God;
But children of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.
4The men of grace have foundGlory begun below;Celestial fruits on earthly groundFrom hope and faith may grow.
4The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;
Celestial fruits on earthly ground
From hope and faith may grow.
5The hill of Zion yieldsA thousand sacred sweets,Before we reach the heavenly fields,Or walk the golden streets.
5The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heavenly fields,
Or walk the golden streets.
6Then let our songs abound,And every tear be dry;We’re marching o’er this hallowed groundTo fairer worlds on high.
6Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry;
We’re marching o’er this hallowed ground
To fairer worlds on high.
Watts.
702S. M.Come, sound his praise abroad.Come, sound his praise abroad,And hymns of glory sing;Jehovah is the sovereign God,The universal King.2He formed the deeps unknown;He gave the seas their bound;The watery worlds are all his own,And all the solid ground.3Come, worship at his throne;Come, bow before the Lord;We are his work, and not our own;He formed us by his word.4To-day attend his voice,Nor dare provoke his rod;Come, like the people of his choice,And own your gracious God.Watts.
S. M.
Come, sound his praise abroad.
Come, sound his praise abroad,And hymns of glory sing;Jehovah is the sovereign God,The universal King.
Come, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.
2He formed the deeps unknown;He gave the seas their bound;The watery worlds are all his own,And all the solid ground.
2He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.
3Come, worship at his throne;Come, bow before the Lord;We are his work, and not our own;He formed us by his word.
3Come, worship at his throne;
Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his work, and not our own;
He formed us by his word.
4To-day attend his voice,Nor dare provoke his rod;Come, like the people of his choice,And own your gracious God.
4To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.
Watts.
703S. M.Blessed they that hunger.Matt. 5:6.Hungry, and faint, and poor,Behold us, Lord, againAssembled at thy mercy’s door,Thy bounty to obtain.2Thy word invites us nigh,Or we would starve indeed;For we no money have to buy,Nor righteousness to plead.3The food our spirits want,Thy hand alone can give;O! hear the prayer of faith, and grantThat we may eat and live!
S. M.
Blessed they that hunger.Matt. 5:6.
Hungry, and faint, and poor,Behold us, Lord, againAssembled at thy mercy’s door,Thy bounty to obtain.
Hungry, and faint, and poor,
Behold us, Lord, again
Assembled at thy mercy’s door,
Thy bounty to obtain.
2Thy word invites us nigh,Or we would starve indeed;For we no money have to buy,Nor righteousness to plead.
2Thy word invites us nigh,
Or we would starve indeed;
For we no money have to buy,
Nor righteousness to plead.
3The food our spirits want,Thy hand alone can give;O! hear the prayer of faith, and grantThat we may eat and live!
3The food our spirits want,
Thy hand alone can give;
O! hear the prayer of faith, and grant
That we may eat and live!
704S. M.As I have seen thee in the sanctuary.Psalm 63:2.My God, permit my tongueThis joy, to call thee mine;And let my early cries prevail,To taste thy love divine.2Within thy churches, Lord,I long to find my place;Thy power and glory to behold,And feel thy quickening grace.3Since thou hast been my help,To thee my spirit flies;And on thy watchful providence,My cheerful hope relies.4The shadow of thy wingsMy soul in safety keeps;I follow where my Father leads,And he supports my steps.Watts.
S. M.
As I have seen thee in the sanctuary.Psalm 63:2.
My God, permit my tongueThis joy, to call thee mine;And let my early cries prevail,To taste thy love divine.
My God, permit my tongue
This joy, to call thee mine;
And let my early cries prevail,
To taste thy love divine.
2Within thy churches, Lord,I long to find my place;Thy power and glory to behold,And feel thy quickening grace.
2Within thy churches, Lord,
I long to find my place;
Thy power and glory to behold,
And feel thy quickening grace.
3Since thou hast been my help,To thee my spirit flies;And on thy watchful providence,My cheerful hope relies.
3Since thou hast been my help,
To thee my spirit flies;
And on thy watchful providence,
My cheerful hope relies.
4The shadow of thy wingsMy soul in safety keeps;I follow where my Father leads,And he supports my steps.
4The shadow of thy wings
My soul in safety keeps;
I follow where my Father leads,
And he supports my steps.
Watts.
705S. M.Reunion.And are we yet alive,And see each other’s face?Glory and praise to Jesus give,For his preserving grace.2What troubles have we seen!What conflicts have we past!Fightings without, and fears within,Since we assembled last.3But out of all, the LordHath brought us by his love;And still he doth his help afford,And hides our life above.4Then let us make our boastOf his redeeming power,Which saves us to the uttermost,Till we can sin no more.C. Wesley.
S. M.
Reunion.
And are we yet alive,And see each other’s face?Glory and praise to Jesus give,For his preserving grace.
And are we yet alive,
And see each other’s face?
Glory and praise to Jesus give,
For his preserving grace.
2What troubles have we seen!What conflicts have we past!Fightings without, and fears within,Since we assembled last.
2What troubles have we seen!
What conflicts have we past!
Fightings without, and fears within,
Since we assembled last.
3But out of all, the LordHath brought us by his love;And still he doth his help afford,And hides our life above.
3But out of all, the Lord
Hath brought us by his love;
And still he doth his help afford,
And hides our life above.
4Then let us make our boastOf his redeeming power,Which saves us to the uttermost,Till we can sin no more.
4Then let us make our boast
Of his redeeming power,
Which saves us to the uttermost,
Till we can sin no more.
C. Wesley.
7067s.Come into his courts.Psalm 96:8.To thy temple we repair;Lord, we love to worship there;There, within the vail, we meetChrist upon the mercy-seat.2While thy glorious name is sung,Tune our lips, inspire our tongue;Then our joyful souls shall blessChrist, the Lord, our Righteousness.Montgomery.
7s.
Come into his courts.Psalm 96:8.
To thy temple we repair;Lord, we love to worship there;There, within the vail, we meetChrist upon the mercy-seat.
To thy temple we repair;
Lord, we love to worship there;
There, within the vail, we meet
Christ upon the mercy-seat.
2While thy glorious name is sung,Tune our lips, inspire our tongue;Then our joyful souls shall blessChrist, the Lord, our Righteousness.
2While thy glorious name is sung,
Tune our lips, inspire our tongue;
Then our joyful souls shall bless
Christ, the Lord, our Righteousness.
Montgomery.
7077s.The unity of the Spirit.Eph. 4:3.Father, hear our humble claim;We are met in thy great name;In the midst do thou appear,Manifest thy presence here.2Lord, our fellowship increase;Knit us in the bond of peace;Join our hearts, O Father! joinEach to each, and all to thine.3Build us in one spirit up,Called in one high calling’s hope—One the spirit, one the aim,One the pure baptismal flame.
7s.
The unity of the Spirit.Eph. 4:3.
Father, hear our humble claim;We are met in thy great name;In the midst do thou appear,Manifest thy presence here.
Father, hear our humble claim;
We are met in thy great name;
In the midst do thou appear,
Manifest thy presence here.
2Lord, our fellowship increase;Knit us in the bond of peace;Join our hearts, O Father! joinEach to each, and all to thine.
2Lord, our fellowship increase;
Knit us in the bond of peace;
Join our hearts, O Father! join
Each to each, and all to thine.
3Build us in one spirit up,Called in one high calling’s hope—One the spirit, one the aim,One the pure baptismal flame.
3Build us in one spirit up,
Called in one high calling’s hope—
One the spirit, one the aim,
One the pure baptismal flame.
7087s.Wait on the Lord, etc.Psalm 27:14.Lord, we come before thee now;At thy feet we humbly bow:O do not our suit disdain,Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?2Lord, on thee our souls depend,In compassion now descend;Fill our hearts with thy rich grace;Tune our lips to sing thy praise.3In thine own appointed way,Now we seek thee; here we stay;Lord, from hence we would not go,Till a blessing thou bestow.4Comfort those who weep and mourn;Let the time of joy return;Those that are cast down, lift up;Make them strong in faith and hope.5Grant that all may seek and findThee a God supremely kind;Heal the sick; the captive free;Let us all rejoice in thee.Hammond.
7s.
Wait on the Lord, etc.Psalm 27:14.
Lord, we come before thee now;At thy feet we humbly bow:O do not our suit disdain,Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
Lord, we come before thee now;
At thy feet we humbly bow:
O do not our suit disdain,
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
2Lord, on thee our souls depend,In compassion now descend;Fill our hearts with thy rich grace;Tune our lips to sing thy praise.
2Lord, on thee our souls depend,
In compassion now descend;
Fill our hearts with thy rich grace;
Tune our lips to sing thy praise.
3In thine own appointed way,Now we seek thee; here we stay;Lord, from hence we would not go,Till a blessing thou bestow.
3In thine own appointed way,
Now we seek thee; here we stay;
Lord, from hence we would not go,
Till a blessing thou bestow.
4Comfort those who weep and mourn;Let the time of joy return;Those that are cast down, lift up;Make them strong in faith and hope.
4Comfort those who weep and mourn;
Let the time of joy return;
Those that are cast down, lift up;
Make them strong in faith and hope.
5Grant that all may seek and findThee a God supremely kind;Heal the sick; the captive free;Let us all rejoice in thee.
5Grant that all may seek and find
Thee a God supremely kind;
Heal the sick; the captive free;
Let us all rejoice in thee.
Hammond.
7098s & 7s.Far from mortal cares retreating.Far from mortal cares retreating,Sordid hopes, and vain desires,Here our willing footsteps meeting,Every heart to heaven aspires.From the Fount of glory beaming,Light celestial cheers our eyes,Mercy from above proclaimingPeace and pardon from the skies.2Blessings all around bestowing,God withholds his care from none;Grace and mercy ever flowingFrom the fountain of his throne.Lord, with favor still attend us;Bless us with thy wondrous love;Thou, our Sun, our Shield, defend us;All our hope is from above.J. Taylor.
8s & 7s.
Far from mortal cares retreating.
Far from mortal cares retreating,Sordid hopes, and vain desires,Here our willing footsteps meeting,Every heart to heaven aspires.From the Fount of glory beaming,Light celestial cheers our eyes,Mercy from above proclaimingPeace and pardon from the skies.
Far from mortal cares retreating,
Sordid hopes, and vain desires,
Here our willing footsteps meeting,
Every heart to heaven aspires.
From the Fount of glory beaming,
Light celestial cheers our eyes,
Mercy from above proclaiming
Peace and pardon from the skies.
2Blessings all around bestowing,God withholds his care from none;Grace and mercy ever flowingFrom the fountain of his throne.Lord, with favor still attend us;Bless us with thy wondrous love;Thou, our Sun, our Shield, defend us;All our hope is from above.
2Blessings all around bestowing,
God withholds his care from none;
Grace and mercy ever flowing
From the fountain of his throne.
Lord, with favor still attend us;
Bless us with thy wondrous love;
Thou, our Sun, our Shield, defend us;
All our hope is from above.
J. Taylor.
7108s & 7s.Love divine, all love excelling.Love divine, all love excelling,Joy of heaven to earth come down!Fix in us thy humble dwelling:All thy faithful mercies crown;Jesus, thou art all compassion,Pure, unbounded love thou art,Visit us with thy salvation,Enter every trembling heart.2Breathe, O, breathe thy loving SpiritInto every troubled breast:Let us all in thee inherit,Let us find thy promised rest.Take away the love of sinning,Take our load of guilt away;End the work of thy beginning,Bring us to eternal day.3Carry on thy new creation,Pure and holy may we be;Let us see our whole salvation,Perfectly secured by thee;Change from glory into glory,Till in heaven we take our place;Till we cast our crowns before thee,Lost in wonder, love and praise.C. Wesley.
8s & 7s.
Love divine, all love excelling.
Love divine, all love excelling,Joy of heaven to earth come down!Fix in us thy humble dwelling:All thy faithful mercies crown;Jesus, thou art all compassion,Pure, unbounded love thou art,Visit us with thy salvation,Enter every trembling heart.
Love divine, all love excelling,
Joy of heaven to earth come down!
Fix in us thy humble dwelling:
All thy faithful mercies crown;
Jesus, thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded love thou art,
Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter every trembling heart.
2Breathe, O, breathe thy loving SpiritInto every troubled breast:Let us all in thee inherit,Let us find thy promised rest.Take away the love of sinning,Take our load of guilt away;End the work of thy beginning,Bring us to eternal day.
2Breathe, O, breathe thy loving Spirit
Into every troubled breast:
Let us all in thee inherit,
Let us find thy promised rest.
Take away the love of sinning,
Take our load of guilt away;
End the work of thy beginning,
Bring us to eternal day.
3Carry on thy new creation,Pure and holy may we be;Let us see our whole salvation,Perfectly secured by thee;Change from glory into glory,Till in heaven we take our place;Till we cast our crowns before thee,Lost in wonder, love and praise.
3Carry on thy new creation,
Pure and holy may we be;
Let us see our whole salvation,
Perfectly secured by thee;
Change from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place;
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love and praise.
C. Wesley.
7118s, 7s & 4s.The Lord is in his holy temple.Heb. 2:20.God is in his holy temple,All the earth keep silence here;Worship him in truth and spirit,Reverence him with godly fear;Holy, holy,Lord of hosts, our Lord, appear.2God in Christ reveals his presence,Throned upon the mercy-seat:Saints, rejoice! and sinners, tremble!Each prepare his God to meet:Lowly, lowly,Bow adoring at his feet.3Hail him here with songs of praises,Him with prayers of faith surround;Hearken to his glorious gospel,While the preacher’s lips expound;Blesséd, blesséd,They who know the joyful sound.4Though the heaven, and heaven of heavens,O thou Great Unsearchable!Are too mean to comprehend thee,Thou with man art pleased to dwell;Welcome, welcome,God with us, Immanuel.
8s, 7s & 4s.
The Lord is in his holy temple.Heb. 2:20.
God is in his holy temple,All the earth keep silence here;Worship him in truth and spirit,Reverence him with godly fear;Holy, holy,Lord of hosts, our Lord, appear.
God is in his holy temple,
All the earth keep silence here;
Worship him in truth and spirit,
Reverence him with godly fear;
Holy, holy,
Lord of hosts, our Lord, appear.
2God in Christ reveals his presence,Throned upon the mercy-seat:Saints, rejoice! and sinners, tremble!Each prepare his God to meet:Lowly, lowly,Bow adoring at his feet.
2God in Christ reveals his presence,
Throned upon the mercy-seat:
Saints, rejoice! and sinners, tremble!
Each prepare his God to meet:
Lowly, lowly,
Bow adoring at his feet.
3Hail him here with songs of praises,Him with prayers of faith surround;Hearken to his glorious gospel,While the preacher’s lips expound;Blesséd, blesséd,They who know the joyful sound.
3Hail him here with songs of praises,
Him with prayers of faith surround;
Hearken to his glorious gospel,
While the preacher’s lips expound;
Blesséd, blesséd,
They who know the joyful sound.
4Though the heaven, and heaven of heavens,O thou Great Unsearchable!Are too mean to comprehend thee,Thou with man art pleased to dwell;Welcome, welcome,God with us, Immanuel.
4Though the heaven, and heaven of heavens,
O thou Great Unsearchable!
Are too mean to comprehend thee,
Thou with man art pleased to dwell;
Welcome, welcome,
God with us, Immanuel.
7128s & 6s.At the hour of prayer.Acts 3:1.Blest is the hour when cares depart,And earthly scenes are far—When tears of woe forget to start,And gently dawns upon the heartDevotion’s holy star.2Blest is the place where angels bendTo hear our worship rise,Where kindred hearts their musings blend,And all the soul’s affections tendBeyond the vailing skies.3Blest are the hallowed vows that bindMan to his work of love—Bind him to cheer the humble mind,Console the weeping, lead the blind,And guide to joys above.4Sweet shall the song of glory swell,Saviour divine, to thee,When they whose work is finished well,In thy own courts of rest shall dwell,Blest through eternity.S. F. Smith.
8s & 6s.
At the hour of prayer.Acts 3:1.
Blest is the hour when cares depart,And earthly scenes are far—When tears of woe forget to start,And gently dawns upon the heartDevotion’s holy star.
Blest is the hour when cares depart,
And earthly scenes are far—
When tears of woe forget to start,
And gently dawns upon the heart
Devotion’s holy star.
2Blest is the place where angels bendTo hear our worship rise,Where kindred hearts their musings blend,And all the soul’s affections tendBeyond the vailing skies.
2Blest is the place where angels bend
To hear our worship rise,
Where kindred hearts their musings blend,
And all the soul’s affections tend
Beyond the vailing skies.
3Blest are the hallowed vows that bindMan to his work of love—Bind him to cheer the humble mind,Console the weeping, lead the blind,And guide to joys above.
3Blest are the hallowed vows that bind
Man to his work of love—
Bind him to cheer the humble mind,
Console the weeping, lead the blind,
And guide to joys above.
4Sweet shall the song of glory swell,Saviour divine, to thee,When they whose work is finished well,In thy own courts of rest shall dwell,Blest through eternity.
4Sweet shall the song of glory swell,
Saviour divine, to thee,
When they whose work is finished well,
In thy own courts of rest shall dwell,
Blest through eternity.
S. F. Smith.
7138s, 7s & 4s.Rejoice with trembling.Psalm 2:11.In thy name, O Lord, assembling,We thy people, now draw near;Teach us to rejoice with trembling;O that we this day may hear—Hear with meekness—Hear thy word with godly fear.2While our days on earth are lengthened,May we give them, Lord, to thee!Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened,We would run, nor weary be,Till thy glory,Without clouds, in heaven we see.3There, in worship, purer, sweeter,All thy people shall adore;Tasting of enjoyment greaterThan they could conceive before;Full enjoyment—Holy bliss for evermore.Kelly.
8s, 7s & 4s.
Rejoice with trembling.Psalm 2:11.
In thy name, O Lord, assembling,We thy people, now draw near;Teach us to rejoice with trembling;O that we this day may hear—Hear with meekness—Hear thy word with godly fear.
In thy name, O Lord, assembling,
We thy people, now draw near;
Teach us to rejoice with trembling;
O that we this day may hear—
Hear with meekness—
Hear thy word with godly fear.
2While our days on earth are lengthened,May we give them, Lord, to thee!Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened,We would run, nor weary be,Till thy glory,Without clouds, in heaven we see.
2While our days on earth are lengthened,
May we give them, Lord, to thee!
Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened,
We would run, nor weary be,
Till thy glory,
Without clouds, in heaven we see.
3There, in worship, purer, sweeter,All thy people shall adore;Tasting of enjoyment greaterThan they could conceive before;Full enjoyment—Holy bliss for evermore.
3There, in worship, purer, sweeter,
All thy people shall adore;
Tasting of enjoyment greater
Than they could conceive before;
Full enjoyment—
Holy bliss for evermore.
Kelly.
714H. M.Longing for the house of God.Lord of the worlds above,How pleasant and how fairThe dwellings of thy love,Thy earthly temples, are!To thy abode my heart aspires,With warm desires to see my God.2O, happy souls, who prayWhere God appoints to hear!O, happy men, who payTheir constant service there!They praise thee still; and happy theyWho love the way to Zion’s hill.3They go from strength to strength,Through this dark vale of tears,Till each arrives at length,Till each in heaven appears:O glorious seat, when God, our KingShall thither bring our willing feet.Watts.
H. M.
Longing for the house of God.
Lord of the worlds above,How pleasant and how fairThe dwellings of thy love,Thy earthly temples, are!To thy abode my heart aspires,With warm desires to see my God.
Lord of the worlds above,
How pleasant and how fair
The dwellings of thy love,
Thy earthly temples, are!
To thy abode my heart aspires,
With warm desires to see my God.
2O, happy souls, who prayWhere God appoints to hear!O, happy men, who payTheir constant service there!They praise thee still; and happy theyWho love the way to Zion’s hill.
2O, happy souls, who pray
Where God appoints to hear!
O, happy men, who pay
Their constant service there!
They praise thee still; and happy they
Who love the way to Zion’s hill.
3They go from strength to strength,Through this dark vale of tears,Till each arrives at length,Till each in heaven appears:O glorious seat, when God, our KingShall thither bring our willing feet.
3They go from strength to strength,
Through this dark vale of tears,
Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heaven appears:
O glorious seat, when God, our King
Shall thither bring our willing feet.
Watts.