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2 Teach us in life and death to bless

The Lord, our strength and righteousness;
And grant us all to meet above!

Then shall we better sing Thy love. 110 LORD of hosts, how bright, how fair,

E'en on earth Thy temples are;
Here Thy waiting people see

Much of heaven, and much of Thee,
2 From Thy gracious presence flow

Peace and joy to heal our woe;
While Thy Spirit's holy fire
Warms our hearts with


3 Here we supplicate Thy throne,

Here Thou mak'st Thy glories known;
Here we learn Thy righteous ways,

Taste Thy love, and sing Thy praise.
4 Thus, with songs of sacred joy,

We our happy lives employ ;
Love, and long to love Thee more,
Till from earth to heaven we soar.

111 MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour,

And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favour,

Rest upon us from above !
2 Thus may we abide in union

With each other and the Lord,

in sweet communion,
Joys which earth cannot afford.

112 LORD, dismiss us with Thy blessing,

Fill our hearts with joy and peace ;
Let us each, Thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace :

O refresh us,
Travelling through this wilderness !

2 Thanks we give, and adoration,

For Thy Gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of Thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;

May Thy presence
With us evermore be found.

3 So whene'er the signal given

Calls us from this earth away,
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey,

May we, ready,
Rise and reign in endless day!

113 COME, Christian Brethren, ere we part,

Join every voice and every heart,
One solemn hymn to God to raise,
One final song of grateful praise !

2 Christians! we here may meet no more ;

But there is yet a happier shore ;
And there, releas'd from toil and pain,
There, Brethren, we shall meet again.

BAPTISM. 114 JESUS, we lift our souls to Thee!

Thy Holy Spirit breathe,
And let these little infants be

Baptiz'd into Thy death!
2 O let Thine unction on them rest,

Thy grace their souls renew;
And write within their tender breast

Thy name and nature too.

115 IN token, child, thou shalt not fear

Christ crucified to own,
We print the cross upon thee here,

And stamp thee his alone.
2 In token that thou shalt not blush

To glory in his name,
We blazon here upon thy front

His glory and his shame.
3 In token that thou shalt not flinch

Christ's quarrel to maintain,
But ’neath his banner manfully

Firm at thy post remain.
4 In token, child, thou too shalt tread

The path He travellid by,
Endure the cross, despise the shame,

And sit thee down on high.
5 Thus outwardly and visibly

We seal thee for his own ; And may

the brow that wears his cror Hereafter share his crown.

116 HEAVENLY FATHER, may Thy love

Beam upon us from above;
Let this infant find a place

In Thy covenant of grace!
2 Son of God, be with us here,

Listen to our humble prayer ;
Let Thy blood on Calvary spilt

Cleanse this child from nature's guilt.
3 Holy Ghost, to Thee we cry,

Thou this infant sanctify;
Thine Almighty power display,

Seal him to redemption's day.
4 Great Jehovah, Father, Son,

Holy Spirit, Three in One,
Let the blessing come from Thee,
Thine shall all the glory be.

117 ONCE to other lords we bow'd ;

None were more enslav'd than we;
Once we join'd the thoughtless crowd :

Saviour, now we come to Thee.
2 Lord, we now confess with shame,

How we slighted all Thy love ;
How we long withstood Thy claim,

And against Thy mercy strove.
3 Henceforth, we desire to be

Thine alone, for ever Thine:
Saviour, set Thy people free;
Saviour, on Thy people shine.

118 LORD, shall Thy children come to Thee ?

A boon of love Divine we seek:
Brought to Thine arms in infancy,
Ere heart could feel, or tongue could

Thy children pray for grace, that they
May come themselves to Thee to-day.

2 Lord, shall we come,-and come again?

Oft as we see yon table spread,
And (tokens of Thy dying pain,)

The wine poured out, the broken bread,
Bless, bless, O Lord, Thy children's prayer,
That they may come and find Thee there.

3 Lord, shall we come?-not thus alone,

At holy time, or solemn rite,
But every hour till life be flown,

Through weal or woe, in gloom or light,
Come to Thy throne of grace,
In faith, hope, love, confirmed may be.

that we

119 THY solemn vows are on me, Lord;

Thou shalt receive my praise ;
How good, how faithful is Thy word ;

How righteous are Thy ways :

2 Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death :

Oh set Thy pris'ner free,
That heart and hand, and life and breath,

May be employ'd for Thee.

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