1 ROUND the Lord, in glory seated,
Cherubim and seraphim
Filled his temple, and repeated

Each to each the alternate hymn:
2 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord.'

3 Heaven is still with glory ringing;
Earth takes up the angels' cry,
"Holy, holy, boly," singing,

"Lord of hosts, Lord God most high."

4 With his seraph train before him, With his holy Church below,

Thus unite we to adore him:

Bid we thus our anthem flow:

5 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord."

RICHARD MANT.

57 Exhortation to praise God.

4 Praise the God of our salvation; Hosts on high his power proclaim; Heaven and earth, and all creation, Laud and magnify his name.

1 HARK! the notes of angels, singing,
"Glory, glory to the Lamb!"
All in heaven their tribute bringing,
Raising high the Saviour's name.

2 Ye for whom his life was given,
Sacred themes to you belong:
Come, assist the choir of heaven;
Join the everlasting song.

3 See! the angelic hosts have crowned him,
Jesus fills the throne on high;
Countless myriads, hovering round him,
With his praises rend the sky.

4 Filled with holy emulation,
Let us vie with those above:
Sweet the theme, a free salvation,
Fruit of everlasting love.

5 Endless life in him possessing,
Let us praise his precious name;

Praise him, angels, in the height; Sun and moon, rejoice before him; Praise him, all ye stars of light.

2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed; Laws which never shall be broken,

For their guidance he hath made. 3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious; Never shall his promise fail; God hath made his saints victorious; Sin and death shall not prevail.

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Be forever to the Lamb.

EDWIN SMYTHE.

BELMONT.

C. M.

SAMUEL WEBES.

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Confession, prayer, and praise. 1 LORD, when we bend before thy throne, And our confessions pour,

O may we feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.

2 Our contrite spirits pitying see;
True penitence impart;
And let a healing ray from thee
Beam peace into each heart.

3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign;

And not a thought our bosom share
Which is not wholly thine.

4 And when, with heart and voice, we strive

Our grateful hymns to raise,

Let love divine within us live,
And fill our souls with praise.

Then, on thy glories while we dwell,
Thy mercies we'll review;

With love divine transported, tell-
Thou, God, art Father too!

3 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise
In us the heavenly flame;
Then shall our lips resound thy praise,
Our hearts adore thy name.

4 Now, Saviour, let thy glory shine,
And fill thy dwellings here,
Till life, and love, and joy divine,
A heaven on earth appear.

5 Then shall our hearts, enraptured, say,
"Come, great Redeemer, come,
And bring the bright, the glorious day,
That calls thy children home.'

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ANNE STEELE.

Invoking divine blessings.

1 WITHIN thy house, O Lord our God, In majesty appear;

Make this a place of thine abode,
And shed thy blessings here.

2 As we thy mercy-seat surround,
Thy Spirit, Lord, impart;
And let thy gospel's joyful sound,
With power reach every heart.

3 Here let the blind their sight obtain;
Here give the mourner rest;
Let Jesus here triumphant reign,
Enthroned in every breast.

4 Here let the voice of sacred joy
And fervent prayer arise,

Till higher strains our tongues employ, In realms beyond the skies.

UNKNOWN.

DUKE STREET.

L. M.

JOHN HATTON.

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Jesus reigns.

1 COME, let us tune our loftiest song, And raise to Christ our joyful strain; Worship and thanks to him belong,

Who reigns, and shall forever reign.

2 His sovereign power our bodies made; Our souls are his immortal breath; And when his creatures sinned, he bled, To save us from eternal death.

3 Burn every breast with Jesus' love;

Bound every heart with rapturous joy; And saints on earth, with saints above, Your voices in his praise employ.

4 Extol the Lamb with loftiest song, Ascend for him our cheerful strain; Worship and thanks to him belong, Who reigns, and shall forever reign.

1 PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee:
Thy saints adore thy holy name;
Thy creatures bend the obedient knee,
And humbly now thy presence claim.

2 Eternal Source of truth and light,
To thee we look, on thee we call;
Lord, we are nothing in thy sight,
But thou to us art all in all.

3 Still may thy children in thy word Their common trust and refuge see;

O bind us to each other, Lord,

By one great bond, the love of thee.

4 Here, at the portal of thy house,
We leave our mortal hopes and fears;
Accept our prayers and bless our vows,
And dry our penitential tears.

5 So shall our sun of hope arise,

With brighter still and brighter ray, Till thou shalt bless our longing eyes With beams of everlasting day.

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SIR J. E. SMITH.

The praises of Jehovah.

1 SERVANTS of God, in joyful lays,
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise;
His glorious name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.

2 Blest be that name, supremely blest,
From the sun's rising to its rest;
Above the heavens his power is known,
Through all the earth his goodness shown.

3 Who is like God? so great, so high,
He bows himself to view the sky;
And yet, with condescending grace,
Looks down upon the human race.
4 He hears the uncomplaining moan
Of those who sit and weep alone;
He lifts the mourner from the dust;
In him the poor may safely trust.

50 then, aloud, in joyful lays,
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's praise;
His saving name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore.
JAMES MONTGOMERY,