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Hallelujah! they cry,

To the King of the sky,
To the great everlasting I AM;

To the Lamb that was slain

And liveth again ; Hallelujah to God and the Lamb! 231 Awninaran

Nehemiah. YE that obey the immortal King,

Attend his holy place; Bow to the glories of his

power,
And bless his wond'rous grace.
Lift up your hands by morning light,

And send your souls on high:
Raise your admiring thoughts by night,

Above the starry sky.
The God of Zion cheers nur hearts

With rays of quickening grace;
The God that spreads the heavens abroad,

And rules the swelling seas.
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YE servants of God, your Master proclaim ,
And publish abroad his wonderful name;
The name all-victorious of Jesus extol ;
His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all.
God ruleth on high, almighty to save,
And still he is nigh, his presence we have ;
The great congregation his triumph shall sing
Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King:

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Salvation to God, who sits on the throne,
Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son :
Our Jesus's praises the angels proclaim,
Fall down on their faces, and worship the

Lamb.
Then let us adore, and give him his right,
Allgloryand power, and wisdom and might
All honour and blessing, with angels above,
And thanks never ceasing for infinite love.
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Eythorn COME, happy souls, approach your

God
With new melodious songs ;
Come, render to almighty graće

The tribute of your tongues.
So strange, so boundless was the love,

That pitied dying men ;
The Father sent his equal Son,

To give them life again.
Then all was mercy, all was mild,

And wrath forsook the throne ;
When Christ on the kind errand came,

And brought salvation down.
Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds,

And wipe your sorrows dry;
Trust in the mighty Saviour's name,
And
you

shall never die.
See, dearest Lord, our willing souls,

Accept thine offer'd grace;

We bless the great Redeemer's love,

And give the Father praise. 234

Sydenham. IN God's own house pronounce his praise,

His grace he there reveals ;
To heaven your joy and wonder raise,

For there his glory dwells.
Let all your sacred passions move,

While you rehearse his deeds;
But the great work of saving love

Your highest praise exceeds.
All that have' motion, life, and breath,

Proclaim your Maker blest;
Yet, when my voice expires in death,

My soul shall praise him best. 235

Denmark. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,

Ye nations how with sacred joy:
Know that the Lord is. God, alone;

He can create, and he destroy.
His sov’reign pow'r without qur, aid,

Made us of clay, and form’d us men;
And when, like wand'ring sheer, ve stray’de,

He brought us to his fold again. We'll crow'd thy gates with thankful songs,

Higb as the heavens our voices rạise ;

And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,

Shall fill thy courts' with sounding praise. Wide as the world is thy command;

Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,

When rolling years shall cease to move. 236 wwwwann's

Tuckers. WITH meekness let the saints appear,

And bow before the Lord;
His high commands with rey'rence hear;

And tremble åt bis word.
How terrible thy glories be!

How bright thine armies shine!
Where is the power that vies withi thée ?

Or truth compared to thine ?
Thy words the raging wind control,

And rule the boisterous deep,
Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll,

The rolling billows sleep.
Heaven, eartli, and air and sea, are thine,

And the dark world of bell;
How did thine arm in vengeance shine

Wben Egypt durst rebel !
Justice and judgment are thy throne,

Yet wond’rous is thy grace;
While truth and mercy, joined in oile,

Invite us near thy face.

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Leach.
O JESUS, now we humbly pray, .
Be gracious to thy church to-day;

Thy saving health impart:
On us let heavenly dew distil,
With love each empty vessel fill,

And cheer each drooping heart.
Break every cord that binds us bere;
To beaven our best affections bear ;

Give each a single heart;
Give grace to conquer self and sin ;
Give grace eternal life to win,

E'er we from hence depart.
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Harts. TO thy teinple I repair, Lord, I love to worship there, When within the veil I meet Christ upon the mercy-seat. Thou, thro' him, art reconciled ; I, through him, become thy child ; Abba ! Father ! give me grace; In thy courts to seek thy face. While thy glorious praise iş sung, Touch my lips, unloose my tongue; That my joyful soul may bless, Thee, the Lord, my righteousness. While the prayers of saints ascend, God of love! to mine attend;

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