3 Pronounce the glad word, and bid us be free Ah! hast thou not, Lord, a blessing for me?

And meekly agree to follow the Lamb; To trace thy example, the world to disdain, And constantly trample on pleasure and pain. 2 O what shall we do our Saviour to love? To make us anew, come, Lord, from above: The fruit of thy passion, thy holiness give; Give us the salvation of all that believe.

3 O Jesus! appear; no longer delay,
To sanctify here, and bear us away;
The end of our meeting on earth let us see-
Triumphantly sitting in glory with thee.

And open thy heaven, O love, in

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Rejoicing in the freeness of the gift.

ALL glory and praise to Jesus our Lord,

So plenteous in grace, so true to his word; To us he hath given the gift from above,The earnest of heaven, the Spirit of love.

2 The truth of our God we boldly assert;
His love shed abroad, and power in our heart,
Ye all may inherit, on Jesus who call;
The gift of his Spirit is proffer'd to all.
3 Ilis witness within, by faith we receive,

And, ransom'd from sin, in righteousness live,
Through Jesus's passion we gladly possess
A present salvation,-a kingdom of peace.
4 The peace and the power, ye sinners, embrace,
And look for the shower,--the Spirit of grace
The gift and the Giver we all may receive,
Forever and ever within us to live.

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know, To earth's re motest bound,

The

The year of ju - bi

The year of jubilee is come, The

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The jubilee trumpet.

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,

To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.

2 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made:
Ye weary spirits, rest;

Ye mournful souls, be glad:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
3 Extol the Lamb of God,-
The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption in his blood'

Throughout the world proclaim: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus' dwell,

And blest in Jesus live:

DARWELL

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Purting;-to meet again.

ESUS, accept the praise
That to thy name belongs;

Matter of all our lays,

Subject of all our songs;

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Through thee we now together came,
And part exulting in thy Name.

2 In flesh we part awhile,
But still in spirit join'd,
To embrace the happy toil

Thou hast to each assign'd;
And while we do thy blessed will,
We bear our heaven about us still.

3 O let us thus go on
In all thy pleasant ways,

And, arm'd with patience, run
With joy the appointed race:
Keep us and every seeking soul,
Till all attain the heavenly goal.

4 There we shall meet again,
When all our toils are o'er,
And death, and grief, and pain,
And parting are no more:

We shall with all our brethren rise,
And see thee in the flaming skies.
5 O happy, happy day,

That calls thy exiles home;
The heavens shall pass away,

The earth receive its doom:

Earth we shall view, and heaven, destroy'd, And shout above the fiery void.

6 According to his word,

His oath to sinners given,

We look to see restored

The ruin'd earth and heaven:

YOU

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OUNG men and maidens, raise
Your tuneful voices high;
Old men and children, praise

The Lord of earth and sky: Him three in one, and one in three, Extol to all eternity.

2 The universal King

Let all the world proclaim;
Let every creature sing

His attributes and name:

Him three in one, and one in three,
Extol to all eternity.

3 In His great Name alone
All excellences meet,
Who sits upon the throne,

And shall forever sit:

Him three in one, and one in three,
Extol to all eternity.

4 Glory to God belongs;
Glory to God be given,
Above the noblest songs,

Of all in earth and heaven: Him three in one, and one in three, Extol to all eternity.

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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.
His sov'reign power our bodies made;
Our souls are his immortal breath;
And when his creatures sinn'd, he bled,
To save us from eternal death.

3 Burn every breast with Jesus' love;
Bound every heart with rapt'rous 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.

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Omnipotence and wisdom.

COME, O my soul, in sacred lays,

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Attempt thy great Creator's praise: But O, what tongue can speak his fame? What mortal verse can reach the theme? 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory like a garment wears; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines; His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his Name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till list'ning worlds shall join the song.

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HEN first the Spirit left the throne, He took the semblance of a dove; A symbol chosen to make known His peace, and purity, and love.

2 When next, at Pentecost, he came,
He stood confess'd to mortal sight
Within the cloven tongue of flame,-
The type of freedom, guidance, light.
3 Vouchsafe, celestial Dove, thy peace,
That we at perfect peace may be;
Within our hearts thy love increase,-
Within our thoughts, thy purity.

4 O Light divine! direct our feet,
Which long in error's paths have trod;
Our prison'd souls with freedom greet,
Convince of sin, and lead to God.

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MY opening eyes with rapture see

The dawn of this returning day; My thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay.

2 I yield my heart to thee alone, Nor would receive another guest: Eternal King, erect thy throne,

And reign sole monarch in my breast. 3 O bid this trifling world retire,

And drive each carnal thought away; Nor let me feel one vain desire,

One sinful thought, through all the day 4 Then, to thy courts when I repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wing,-The wonders of thy love declare, And join the strain which angels sing.