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In thy matchless radiance shine, Filled with thy love divine.

We thee confess the sovereign Lord, Thy name be everywhere ador'd.

2. Cheer thy chosen witnesses, O 2. Thou who on earth the sick didst

Jesus,

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prayer;

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ABUNDANTLY our Saviour's hand

All things by thy appointment are: Bestoweth gifts and grace;

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2. Our trust is not in mortal hosts, Nor in the arms that guard our coasts;

Thine is the land, and thine the main,

And human force and skill are vain.

3. Our guilt might draw thy ven-
geance down

On every shore, on every town;
But view us, Lord, with pitying eye,
And lay thy lifted thunder by.
4. Forgive the follies of our times,
And cleanse our land from all its
crimes;
Reform'd and deck'd with grace
divine,

Let our united people shine.
Doddridge (ad.)

XXXI. PUBLIC WORSHIP AND THE LORD'S DAY.

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3. Till we with angels join to sing

T. 22. | Revive our hope, our faith increase, LORD Christ, reveal thy holy face, To taste the sweetness of thy grace: And send the Spirit of thy grace, To fill our hearts with fervent zeal, To learn thy truth, and do thy will. 2. Lord, lead us in thy holy ways, And teach our lips to tell thy praise:

Eternal praise to thee, our King
Till we behold thy face most bright,
In joy and everlasting light.

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WITH joy we hasten to the place,
Where we our Saviour oft have met;
And while we feast upon his grace,
Our burdens and our griefs forget.
2. Tho' pinch'd with poverty at
Or with affliction daily fed, (home,
It makes amends, if we can come
To God's own house for heavenly
bread.

3. We thank thee for thy day, O
Lord:

And every place is hallow'd ground. 2. For thou, within no walls con(seek; Inhabitest the humble mind; (fin'd, Here we thy promis'd presence Such ever bring thee where they Open thine hand, with blessings

come,

stor'd,

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J. Newton.

T. 11.

And going, take thee to their home. And grant us manna for the week. 3. Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 4. Here may we prove the power of prayer, (care, To strengthen faith, and sweeten To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring thy cross before our eyes. 5. Behold, at thy commanding word, We stretch the curtain and the cord: O rend the heavens and come down, (own. And make each rebel heart thine Cowper. T. 14.

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JESUS is become at length
My salvation and my strength
And his praises shall prolong,
While I live, my pleasant song.
2. Praise ye then his glorious name,
Publish his exalted fame;
Still his worth your praise exceeds,
Excellent are all his deeds.
3. Raise again the joyful sound,
Let the nations spread it round:
Zion, sing, thy Monarch see;
God the Saviour dwells in thee.
J. Newton.

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3. Dear Saviour, bless us from on | 2. From busy scenes we now re

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sheep,

Teach the stony heart to weep; Let the blind have eyes to see, See themselves and look on thee. 2. Let the minds of all our youth Feel the force of sacred truth; While the gospel-call they hear, May they learn to love and fear.

3. Show them what their ways have been,

Show them the desert of sin;
Then thy dying love reveal,
This shall melt a heart of steel.

4. Where thou hast thy work begun,

Give new strength the race to run;
Scatter darkness, doubts, and fears,
Wipe away the mourner's tears.

5. Bless us all, both old and young;
Call forth praise from every tongue:
Let the whole assembly prove
Thy rich grace and dying love.
J. Newton.
T. 22.

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HOW sweet to leave the world awhile,

And seek the presence of our Lord: Blest Saviour, on thy people smile, And come according to thy word.

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WELCOME, sweet day of rest,

That saw the Lord arise; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes! 2. The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day; Here we may sit, and see him here,

And love, and praise, and pray. 3. One day amidst the place,

Where my dear God hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin.

4. My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
And sit and sing herself away
To everlasting bliss.

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Watts. T. 14. THIS is the day the Lord hath made,

Let young and old rejoice; To him be vows and homage paid, Whose service is our choice. 2. This is the temple of the Lord: How sacred is this place! With meekness let us hear his word,

With reverence seek his face. 3. This is the homage he requires,

The voice of praise and prayer,

The soul's affections, hopes, desires, | Engage the ear, and warm the Ourselves and all we are.

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T. 14. BLEST is the work, O God and King,

To praise thy glorious name: By day thy wondrous grace we sing, By night thy truth proclaim. 2. We hail thy day of rest, O Lord, And seek thy house of prayer, To meet thy saints, to hear thy And all thy works declare. (word, 3. Though sensual hearts, unchang'd by grace, Such heavenly joys despise, Teach us to love thy dwelling-place, Thy day of rest to prize: 4. Till, fix'd within thy courts above,

Far nobler songs we raise, Where every heart is fill'd with love, And every mouth with praise.

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Watts.

T. 22.

heart;

Then shall the day indeed be thine.

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Mrs. Steele.

T. 22.

SWEET is the work, my God, my King, (and sing, To praise thy name, give thanks, To show thy love by morning-light, And talk of all thy truth by night. 2. Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast;

O may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3. My heart shall triumph in my (word: And bless his works and bless his

Lord,

Thy works of grace, how bright they shine;

How deep thy counsels, how divine! 4. Fools never raise their thoughts so high, (they die, Like brutes they live, like brutes Like grass they flourish, till thy breath

Blasts them in everlasting death.
5. But I shall share a glorious part,
When grace hath well refin'd my
heart,

And fresh supplies of joy are shed,
Like holy oil, to cheer my head.
6. Sin, (my worst enemy before)
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more:
My inward foes shall all be slain,
Nor Satan break my peace again.

0 LORD, this sacred day of thine
Demands the soul's collected pow-7.
Gladly may we to thee resign (ers;
These solemn, consecrated hours.
2. Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart,
And bid thy word, with life divine,

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All I desir'd or wish'd below,
And every power find sweet employ
In that eternal, world of joy. Watts.

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