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4.Or, mingling with the choral throng,

Our joyful voices raise,
And pour the full, inelodious song,

In notes of grateful praise. 76

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HOSANNA to the living Lord !
11 Hosanna to th’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,

Here we thy parting promise claim.
4 But, chiefest, in our cleansed 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.

C. M. How lovely are thy dwellings, Lord, 11 From noise and trouble free! How beautiful the sweet accord

Of souls that pray to thee!



2 Lord God of hosts, that reign'st on high!

They are the truly blest, swole &
Who only will on thee rely, HO

In thee alone will rest. Leta od
3 They pass refreshed the thirsty vale,

The dry and barren ground,
As through a fruitful, watery dale,

Where springs and showers abound. 4 They journey on from strength to 993 strength,

With joy and gladsome cheer.
Till all before our God at length
In Zion's courts appear. But

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I ORD, to thy sacred house
11 We come with willing feet,
Where saints with morning vows 700

In full assembly meet.
Thy power divine shall here be shown,

And from thy throne thy mercy shine. 2 O send thy light abroad!

Thy truth with heavenly ray Shall lead our souls to God, ** And guide our doubtful way. We'll hear thy word with faith sincere,

And learn to fear and praise the Lord. 3 Reach forth thy bounteous hand,

And all our sorrows heal; E Here health and strength divine ,

O make our bosoms feel! Like balmy dew shall Jesus' voice, TS Our bones rejoice, our strength renew.

4 Then in thy holy hill,

Before thine altar, Lord, . Our harp and song shall sound

The glories of thy word. Henceforth to thee, O God of grace,

A hymn of praise our life shall be. 79

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OFT, in the temples of thy grace,
U Thy saints, O Lord, behold thy face;
And oft have seen thy glory shine,
With power and majesty divine:
2 But soon, alas! thine absence mourn,

And pray, and wish thy kind return;
Without thy life-inspiring light,

'Tis all a scene of gloomy night.
3 Return, O Lord, thy children cry,
Our graces droop, our comforts die;
Return, and let thy glory rise

Again, to our admiring eyes: 4 Till filled with light, and joy, and love,

Thy courts below, like those above,
Triumphant hallelujahs raise,
And heaven and earth resound thy praise.




To thy temple we repair,
1 Lord, we love to worship there,
When within the veil we meet

Christ before the mercy-seat.
2 Thou through him art reconciled,

We through him are each, thy child;


Abba! Father! give us grace,

In thy courts to seek thy face.
3 While thy glorious praise is sung,

Touch our lips, unloose our tongue,
That our joyful souls may bless

Thee, the Lord our righteousness.
4 While the prayers of saints ascend,

God of love, to our's attend;
Hear us, for thy Spirit pleads, molt

Hear, for Jesus intercedes. w odt 81 . C. M. ve otel:

TARLY, O God, without delay,
U We haste to seek thy face;
Our thirsty spirits faint away

Without thy cheering grace.
2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
3 Beneath a burning sky, bien
Long for a cooling stream at hand,

And they must drink, or die.
3 We've seen thy glory and thy power

Through all thy temple shine:
O God, repeat that heavenly hour,

That vision so divine.
4 Not life itself, with all its joys,

Can our best passions move,
Or raise so high our cheerful voice,

As thy forgiving love.
5 Thus, till our last expiring day,

We'll bless our God and King;
Thus will we lift our hands to pray,''

And tune our lips to sing.

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JESUS, where'er thy people meet, J There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found;

And every place is hallow'd ground. 2 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few, :

Thy former mercies here renew; :
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim

The sweetness of thy saving name. 3 Here may we prove the power of prayer,

To strengthen faith and banish care;
To teach our faint desires to rise

To things unseen, beyond the skies. , 4 Lord, we are weak, but thou art near;

Nor short tbine arm, nor deaf thine ear; 0, rend the heavens this favour'd hour, Let thousands feel thy saving pow'r.


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DEAR Father! to thy mercy-seat,

Our souls for shelter flies;
'Tis here we find a safe retreat,

When storms and tempest rise. 2 Our cheerful hopes can never die,

If thou, O God, art near;
Thy grace can raise our comforts high,

And banish every fear.
3 Thou great Protector, mighty Lord,

Thy constant aid impart;

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