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2 That so Thy wondrous way

May through the world be known; Whilst distant lands their tribute pay,

And Thy salvation own. 3 Let differing nations join

To celebrate Thy fame ;
Let all the world, O Lord, combine

To praise Thy glorious Name. 4 O let them shout and sing,

With joy and pious mirth,
For Thou, the righteous Judge and King,

Shalt govern all the earth.

C. M.

1 MY God, my everlasting hope,

M I live upon Thy truth ;
Thy hands have held my childhood up,

And strengthened all my youth. 2 Still hath my life new wonders seen

Repeated every year :
Behold, my days which yet remain,

I trust them to Thy care.
3 Reject me not in life's decline,

When hoary hairs arise ;
And round me let Thy glory shine,

Whene'er Thy servant dies. 4 Then in the record of my age,

Should men review my days,
They'll read Thy love in every page,

In every line Thy praise.

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UAIL to the Lord's Anointed,
II Great David's greater Son !
See, in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun !
He comes to break oppression,

To set the captive free,
To take away transgression,

And rule in equity.

2 He shall come down like showers

Upon the fruitful earth,
And joy and hope, like flowers,

Spring in His path to birth :
Before Him, on the mountains,

Shall peace, the herald, go;
And righteousness, in fountains,

From hill to valley flow.

3 Kings shall fall down before Him,

And gold and incense bring ;
All nations shall adore Him,

His praise all people sing ;
For He shall have dominion

O'er river, sea, and shore,
Far as the eagle's pinion

Or dove’s light wing can soar.
4 O’er every foe victorious,

He on His throne shall rest,
From age to age more glorious,

All blessing and all-blest :

The tide of time shall never

His covenant remove :
His Name shall stand for ever,

His great, best Name of Love.

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1 To God I cried aloud,

I To God I poured my sighs,
From heaven His gracious ear He bowed,

And listened to my cries.
2 Through all my mournful days,

When troubles round me spread,
I sought the Lord, I asked His grace,

To Him for refuge fled.
3 Thy works, eternal God,

Shall dwell upon my heart;
And while Thy mercies I record,

I'll bid my fears depart.
4 I'll think Thy wonders o'er,

Thy power and love proclaim;
So shall my soul Thy truth adore,

And rest upon Thy Name. 80

S. M. 1 CHEPHERD of Israel, hear,

D Thou, who enthroned on high,
Hast always bent á listening ear

To Sion's suppliant cry.
2 As when Thine ancient foes

Were sunk beneath the wave ;
So gird Thyself with strength for those

Who trust Thy power to save.

3 Soon will the foe prevail,

Soon all our graces die,
Our faith, our love, our joy must fail,

If Thou Thine aid deny.
4 Return, O Lord of Hosts,

And visit this Thy vine,
Expand its roots through all our coasts,

Nor let its branch decline.
5 The brightness of Thy face

Through every age make known,
So we Thy flock, O God of grace,

Thy ceaseless love will own.

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1 SING to the Lord, our might,

D With holy fervour sing:
Let heart and instruments unite

To praise our heavenly King.
2 This is His holy house,

And this His festal day:
Here He accepts the humblest vows

That we sincerely pay.
3 The Sabbath to our sires

In mercy first was given:
The Church her Sabbath still requires

To speed her on to heaven.
4 We still, like them of old,

Are in the wilderness;
And God is still as near His fold,

To pity and to bless.

C. M.

5 Then let us open wide

Our mouths for Him to fill,
And He who Israel then supplied

Will help His Israel still.
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1 GOD of Hosts, the mighty Lord,

How lovely is the place,
Where Thou, enthroned in glory, shew'st

The brightness of Thy face !
2 Thrice-happy they, whose choice has Thee

Their sure protection made;
Who long to tread the sacred paths

That to Thy dwelling lead !
3 Thus they proceed from strength to strength,

And still approach more near;
Till all on Sion's holy mount

Before their God appear.
4 Thou God, whom heavenly hosts obey,

How highly blest is he,
Whose hope and trust, securely placed,
Is still reposed on Thee !

Version 2.
1 LOW pleasant, how divinely fair,

II O Lord of Hosts, Thy dwellings are !
With long desire my spirit faints

To meet the assemblies of Thy saints.
2 Blest are the souls that find a place

Within the temple of Thy grace;
There they behold Thy gentler rays,
And seek Thy face, and learn Thy praise.

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