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Joy of public worship.

L. M.

G The joy that from thy presence springs;

REAT God, attend, while Zion sings

To spend one day with thee on earth
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place
Within thy house, O God of grace,
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our sun, he makes our day;
God is our shield, he guards our way
From all assaults of hell and sin,
From foes without, and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too;
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious hosts of heaven obey,
And devils at thy presence flee;

Blest is the man that trusts in thee.

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The eternal God exalted.

Isaac Watts.

ETERNAL God, celestial King,

L. M.

Exalted be thy glorious name; Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 2 My heart is fixed on thee, my God; I rest my hope on thee alone; I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad,

To all mankind thy love make known. 3 Awake, my tongue; awake, my lyre; With morning's earliest dawn arise; To songs of joy my soul inspire, And swell your music to the skies.

4 With those who in thy grace abound,
To thee I'll raise my thankful voice;
Till every land, the earth around,
Shall hear, and in thy name rejoice.

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William Wrangham.

Hosanna to the living Lord.
OSANNA to the living Lord!

HOSANNA to

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Hosanna to the incarnate Word!
To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King,
Let earth, let heaven, hosanna sing.
2 "Hosanna, Lord!" thine angels cry,
"Hosanna, Lord!" thy saints reply;
Above, beneath us, and around,
The dead and living swell the sound.
3 O Saviour, with protecting care,
Return to this, thy house of prayer,
Assembled in thy sacred name,
Where we thy parting promise claim.
4 But chiefest in our cleanséd breast,
Eternal, bid thy Spirit rest,

And make our secret soul to be
A temple pure, and worthy thee.

5 So, in the last and dreadful day,
When earth and heaven shall melt away,
Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain,
Shall swell the sound of praise again.

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SABBATH.

Reginald Heber.

Day of rest and gladness.
DAY of rest and gladness,
O day of joy and light,
O balm of care and sadness,
Most beautiful, most bright:
On thee, the high and lowly,
Through ages joined in tune,
Sing "Holy, holy, holy,"
To the great God Triune.

7, 6.

2 On thee, at the creation,
The light first had its birth;
On thee, for our salvation,
Christ rose from depths of earth;
On thee, our Lord, victorious,
The Spirit sent from heaven;
And thus on thee, most glorious,
A triple light was given.
3 To-day on weary nations
The heavenly manna falls;
To holy convocations

The silver trumpet calls,
Where gospel light is glowing
With pure and radiant beams,
And living water flowing

With soul-refreshing streams.
4 New graces ever gaining
From this our day of rest,
We reach the rest remaining
To spirits of the blest;
To Holy Ghost be praises,
To Father, and to Son;
The Church her voice upraises
To thee, blest Three in One.

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Christopher Wordsworth.

Joyful homage.

AWAKE, ye saints, awake!

And hail this sacred day:

In loftiest songs of praise

Your joyful homage pay:

H. M.

Come, bless the day that God hath blest, The type of heaven's eternal rest.

2 On this auspicious morn The Lord of life arose; He burst the bars of death,

And vanquished all our foes;

And now he pleads our cause above,
And reaps the fruit of all his love.

3 All hail, triumphant Lord! Heaven with hosannas rings, And earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings: Worthy the Lamb, that once was slain, Through endless years to live and reign.

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Elizabeth Scott, alt. by T. Cotterill.

Sabbath and sanctuary joys.

C. M.

W which God has called his own;
WITH joy we hail the sacred day,
With joy the summons we obey,
To worship at his throne.

2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair!
As here thy servants throng
To breathe the humble, fervent prayer,
And pour the grateful song.

3 Spirit of grace! O deign to dwell
Within thy Church below;
Make her in holiness excel,

With pure devotion glow.

4 Let peace within her walls be found; Let all her sons unite,

To spread with holy zeal around
Her clear and shining light.

5 Great God, we hail the sacred day
Which thou hast called thine own;
With joy the summons we obey
To worship at thy throne.

Harriet Auber.

C. M.

HE Lord of Sabbath let us praise,

THE

In concert with the blest,

Who, joyful, in harmonious lays
Employ an endless rest.

2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, We blest and pious grow;

By hymns of praise we learn to be
Triumphant here below.

3 On this glad day a brighter scene
Of glory was displayed,

By the eternal Word, than when
This universe was made.

4 He rises, who mankind has bought
With grief and pain extreme:

'Twas great to speak the world from naught; 'Twas greater to redeem.

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Samuel Wesley, Jr.

C. M.

We will rejoice, and be glad in it.
THIS is the day the Lord hath made:
O earth, rejoice and sing;

Let songs of triumph hail the morn;
Hosanna to our King!

2 The Stone the builders set at naught,
That Stone has now become

The sure foundation and the strength
Of Zion's heavenly dome.

3 Christ is that Stone, rejected once,
And numbered with the slain;
Now raised in glory, o'er his Church
Eternally to reign.

4 This is the day the Lord hath made:
O earth, rejoice and sing;

With songs of triumph hail the morn;
Hosanna to our King!

Harriet Auber.

C. M.

AGAIN the Lord of life and light

Awakes the kindling ray,

Dispels the darkness of the night,
And pours increasing day.

2 O what a night was that which wrapt A guilty world in gloom!

O what a sun, which broke this day
Triumphant from the tomb!