309 L.M. BER EFORE Jehovah's awful throne, 2 His 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. 3 We are his people, we his care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy Name? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heaven our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. Isaac Watts, 1719; arr. John Wesley; Psalm 100 PRAISE DOXOLOGY RAISE God, from whom all blessings flow! Praise him, all creatures here below! Praise him above, ye heavenly host! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Amen. 310 ALL Jehovah thy salvation, CAL 8.7.8.7 Rest beneath the Almighty's shade; In his secret habitation Dwell, and never be dismayed. 2 There no tumult can alarm thee, 3 God shall charge his angel legions 4 Since, with pure and firm affection, 5 Thou shalt call on him in trouble, James Montgomery, 1822; Psalm 91 PRAIS DOXOLOGY RAISE the Father, earth and heaven, As it was, and is, be given Glory through eternal days. Amen. 311 Go 8.7.8.7 OD, my King, thy might confessing, 2 Honour great our God befitteth; 3 They shall talk of all thy glory, On thy might and greatness dwell, Speak of thy dread acts the story, And thy deeds of wonder tell. 4 Nor shall fail from memory's treasure 5 Full of kindness and compassion, All his works his goodness prove. 6 All thy works, O Lord, shall bless thee; Richard Mant, 1824; Psalm 148 DOXOLOGY RAISE the Father, earth and heaven, As it was, and is, be given Glory through eternal days. Amen. 312 Go Six 7's OD of mercy, God of grace, 2 Let the people praise thee, Lord; 3 Let the people praise thee, Lord; One in joy, and light, and love. Henry F. Lyte, 1834; Psalm 67 DOXOLOGY RAISE the Name of God most high, PRAIS Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 313 As Four 10's S pants the wearied hart for cooling springs, That sinks exhausted in the summer's chase, So pants my soul for thee, great King of kings, So thirsts to reach thy sacred dwellingplace. 2 Lord, thy sure mercies, ever in my sight, My heart shall gladden through the tedious day; And midst the dark and gloomy shades of night, To thee, my God, I'll tune the grateful lay. 3 Why faint, my soul? why doubt Jehovah's aid? Thy God, the God of mercy still shall prove; Within his courts thy thanks shall yet be paid: Unquestioned be his faithfulness and Psalm 42; Latin version by Robert Lowth, 1758; DOXOLOGY O God the Father, and to God the To God the Holy Spirit, Three in One, Be praise from all on earth and all in heaven, As was, and is, and ever shall be given. Amen |