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SILVER STREET. WINSLOW.
101 HYMN 296.
HYMN 299. Come, sound his praise abroad.
Awake, and sing the song And hymns of glory sing;
Of Moses and the Lamb ! Jehovah is the sovereign God,
Wake, every heart and every tongue, The universal King.
To praise the Saviour's name. He formed the deeps unknown;
Sing of his deathless love;
Sing of his vital grace;
For all our sinful race.
Sing till you feel your hearts
With holy ardor glow;
And heaven is felt below.
Sing on your Zion way,
With rapturous delight;
Of God's eternal light.
There, with the angel throng, Which from devotion rise; %
Salvation we'll proclaim; And heavenly grace your souls prepare And ever join the sacred song For bliss that never dies.
Of Moses and the Lamb!
HYMN 300. Sing to Jehovah's name,
Grace, 'tis a charming sound, And in his strength rejoice:
Harmonious to the ear: When his salvation is our theme, Heaven with the echo shall resound, Exalted be our voice.
And all the earth shall hear. With thanks approach his sight, Grace first contrived the way And hymns of honor sing ;
To save rebellious man; The Lord's a God of boundless might, The means, the wisdom still display The whole Creation's King.
· That drew the wondrous plan. Earth, with its caverns deep,
Grace taught my roving feet! Lies in his spacious hand;
To tread the heavenly road; He fixed the seas what bounds to keep, And new supplies each hour I meet,
And where the hills must stand. While pressing on to God. Come, humble souls, adore,
Grace all the work shall crown, Come, kneel before his face ;
Through everlasting days : O may the creatures of his power It lays in heaven the topmost stone, Be children of his grace!
And well deserves the praise.
HYMN 301. The living waters flow,
My soul, repeat his praise,
Whose mercies are so great;
No change can e'er abate.
By him divinely blest, Is seen on earth again;
Each hour his mercy proves; And be who reigns as Lord above, Far as the east is from the west, In spirit is with men.
His love our guilt removes. Exalted on his throne, .
High as his holy place The world shall hear his word;
Ābove the ground we tread, By one blest name shall he be known, So far the riches of his grace, The Universal Lord.
Our highest thoughts exceed.
PENTONVILLE. MORNINGTON. DOVER. 103
Dear Saviour, we are thine!
Thine may we ever be !
Our union unto thee.
To thee in faith we cleave; And mark them out for thine:
O may we cleave in love; Ten thousand blessings to thy name, Thy precious grace may we receive, For goodness so divine.
Descending from above. Thee let the fathers own,
Thy spirit shall unite Thee let the sons adore :
Mankind to thee, their Head; By all be in devotion shown
Shall form them to thy image bright, Thy praise for evermore,
And on them blessings shed. How great thy mercies, Lord !
Death may our souls divide How plenteous is thy grace!
From these abodes of clay; Which, in the promise of thy word, But thou wilt keep us near thy side, Includes our rising race.
Through all the gloomy way. Our offspring, still thy care,
Since thou and we are one, Shall own their Father's God;
We will not doubt thy care; To latest times thy blessings share, The love on earth so freely shown, And sound thy praise abroad.
We evermore shall share.
HYMN 304. Sweet is the friendly voice
Which speaks of life and peace; Which bids the penitent rejoice,
And sin and sorrow cease.
Can cheer the contrite heart;
Such pure delight impart.
Thy mercy, Lord, reveal :
The wounded spirit heal.
Peace to my anxious breast:
From paths which thou hast blessed.
In our believing hearts;
In streams of grace, imparts.
With all the saints in light,
And know its depth and height.
From strength to strength we'll go,
In every scene of woe.
And crowns of glory wear ;
And dwell forever there.
Unnumbered foes arise:
To draw thee from the skies.
The contest ne'er give o'er;
And aid divine implore.
Nor lay the armor down;
Till thou obtain the crown.
The heart of every saidt;
And pray, and never faint.
We never pray in vain;
And pray, and pray again.
Will gently wipe away;
His people when they pray.
evening shade, Shall be exchanged no more, Shall be exchanged no more.
HYMN 310. Welcome, sweet day of rest,
One day, amid the place That saw the Lord arise ;
Where my dear Lord hath been, Welcome to this reviving breast, Is sweeter than ten thousand days And these rejoicing eyes !
of folly and of sin. Our Lord himself draws near,
My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
To everlasting bliss.
E. BRADLEY. LISBON.
Behold the throne of grace!
The promise calls me near;
And waits to answer prayer.
Thine image, Lord, bestow, Throughout the world be known,
Thy presence and thy love: And every soul its homage pay,
I ask to serve thee here below, And thy salvation own.
And reign with thee above. Oh let the nations sing
Teach me to live by faith, The wonders of thy hand;
Conform my will to thine; For thou, the universal King,
May I victorious be in death, Shalt govern every land.
And then in glory shine. Let every kindred join,
If thou these blessings give, Thy mercies to proclaim,
And wilt my portion be, While heaven and earth in joy combine, All worldly joys I'll gladly leave, To praise thy glorious name.
And find my heaven in thee.
HYMN 315. Sweet is the work, O Lord,
Ye servants of the Lord, - Thy glorious name to sing,
Each in your office wait;
And watch before his gate.
Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame;
For holy is his name.
Watch !-'tis your Lord's command, To join the heart and voice,
And while we speak, he's near: With those who love and serve thee best, Mark the first signal of his hand, And in thy name rejoice.
And ready all appear. To songs of praise and joy,
O happy servant he,
In such a posture found !
And be with honor crowned.
To thee-to thee I call;
For thou art all in all,
Can one delight afford, No-not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
Where all my pleasures roll;
The portion of my soul.
Shall evermore embrace;
The blessing of thy grace.
With mercies from above;
With beams of heavenly love.
Thy ways of grace proclaim,
The Saviour's blessed name.
To walk in wisdom's ways,
Their songs of grateful praise !
Their cheerful powers employ,
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