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5 As sinners to Thy house we came:

As saints may we depart,
In humbler, holier, happier frame

Of soul, and mind, and heart.

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1 0 God! by whom the seed is given,

By whom the harvest blest; Whose word, like manna showered from heaven,

Is planted in our breast; 2 Preserve it from the passing feet,

And plunderers of the air, The sultry sun's intenser heat,

And weeds of worldly care. 3 Though buried deep, or thinly strewn,

Do Thou Thy grace supply: The hope in earthly furrows sown

Shall ripen in the sky.

L. M.

571.
1 Thy presence, everlasting God,

Wide o'er all nature spreads abroad;
Those watchful eyes which cannot sleep

In every place Thy children keep. 2 While near each other we remain,

Thou dost our lives and souls sustain ;
When absent, happy if we share
Thy smile, Thy counsel, and Thy care.

3 To Thee we all our ways commit,

And seek our comforts near Thy feet; Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine,

And guard and guide us still as Thine. 4 Give us in Thy beloved house

Again to pay our grateful vows;
Or, if that joy no more be known,
Give us to meet around Thy throne.

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1 To Thee, the Lord Almighty,

Our noblest praise we give,
Who all things hast created,

And blessest all that live:
2 Whose goodness, never-failing

Through countless ages gone,
For ever, and for ever,
Shall still keep shining on.

C. M.

573.
1 Almighty God! Thy word is cast

Like seed into the ground;
Now let the dew of heaven descend,

And righteous fruits abound !
2 Let not the tempting foes of man

This holy seed remove;
But give it root in every heart,

To bring forth fruits of love !

3 Let not the world's deceitful cares

The rising plant destroy;
But let it yield a hundred-fold,

The fruits of peace and joy.
4 Oft as the precious seed is sown,

Thy quickening grace bestow;
That all whose souls the Truth receive,

Its saving power may know.

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1 Peace be to this congregation:

Peace to every soul therein:
Peace, the earnest of salvation,
Peace, the fruit of pardoned sin:
Peace that speaks its heavenly Giver;
Peace to worldly minds unknown;
Peace divine, that lasts for ever;
Peace, that comes from God alone.

2 God of peace! be present near us!

Fix in all our hearts Thy home!
With Thy gracious presence cheer us !
Let Thy blessed kingdom come!
Raise to Heaven our expectation,
Give our favoured souls to prove
Glorious and complete salvation,
In the realms of bliss above !

P. M.

575. 1 Lord ! dismiss us with Thy blessing;

Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, Thy love possessing,

Triumph in redeeming grace. 2 Thanks we give and adoration

For Thy gospel's joyful sound: May the fruits of Thy salvation

In our hearts and lives abound.

P. M.

576.
1 To Thee our wants are known,

From Thee are all our powers ;
Accept what is Thine own,

And pardon what is ours :
Our praises, Lord, and prayers receive,

And to Thy word a blessing give. 2 O grant that each of us

Now met before Thee here,
May meet together thus,

Where Thy redeemed appear: And dwell with Christ, in heaven our home; “Even so; amen; Lord Jesus, come!

L. M.

577. 1 Come, Christians! brethren! ere we part,

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

2 Christians! we here may meet no more,

But there is yet a happier shore;
And there, released from toil and pain,
Soon, brethren! we may meet again.

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1 Now, Lord, we part awhile;

But still in spirit joined,
Embrace the happy toil

Thou hast to each assigned :
And while we do Thy blessed will,

We bear our heaven about us still. 2 O let us thus go on

In all Thy pleasant ways!
And armed with patience run

With joy the appointed race:
Keep us, and every sinking soul,

Till all attain the heavenly goal. 3 There we shall meet again,

When all our toils are o'er,
And death, and grief, and pain,

And parting are no more ;
In the new earth and heaven above,

The world of righteousness and love ! 4 O happy, happy day,

That calls Thy exiles home;
When sorrows pass away,

And wanderers cease to roam :
We meekly wait the dread release,
And labour to be found in peace.

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