2 He forms his church by power divine,
The work is all his own;
Let us in holy praises join
To God the Lord alone.

3 The holy gates we enter in,
And in his kingdom stand;
Releas'd from foes, and sav'd from sin,
By his almighty hand.

4 Ye sons of Zion, rise and sing,
Who in his pastures feed;

Give praises to your sovereign King;
For he is God indeed.

5 We are his people, and his sheep,
Our Shepherd is the Lord;
He will our souls in safety keep,
And be his name ador'd.

God our Shepherd. Psa. xxiii. 1, 2,

1 THE Lord my Shepherd is,
And every good will grant;
The heavens and all therein are his,
And I shall never want.

2 In pastures green and fair,

He makes my spirit rest; Preserves me safe from every snare, And I'm divinely bless'd.

3 With every truth and good
He doth my spirit fill;

I eat the soul-supporting food,
And drink the limpid rill.

4 These living waters flow
Where'er my Shepherd leads;
The fruitful pastures richly grow,
And there my soul he feeds.
5 I'll bless his holy name,

And tell how kind and good;
My Shepherd's tender care proclaim,
And praise my loving God.

1 WITH joyful hearts and tuneful songs,
Let us approach the mighty Lord;
With songs and honours on our tongues,
And sound his wond'rous truth abroad.
His glorious name on golden lyres,
Strike all the tuneful choirs above!
And boundless nature's realm conspire
To celebrate his matchless love.

2 The heaven of heavens is his bright throne,
And cherubs wait his high behest:
Yet, for the merits of his Son,

He visits man in humble dust.

In temples sacred to his name

His saints assemble round his board:
Raise their hosannas to his name,
And taste the supper of the Lord.

3 O! God our King! this joyful day
We dedicate this house to Thee;
Here would we meet, to sing and pray,
And learn how sweet thy dwellings be.
Oh! King of saints! thou sovereign Lord!
Bow the high heavens and lend thine ear,
Oh! make this house thy fix'd abode,
And let thy heavenly Dove rest here.

4 Within these walls, may Jesus' charms Allure ten thousand souls to love; And all, supported by his arms,

Shine bright in realms of bliss above. There saints of every tribe and tongue Shall join the armies of the Lamb; Hymn hallelujahs to the Son,

The Spirit and the great I AM.

Affectionate praise for Divine mercies. Psa. ciii. 1—5.

1 BLESS, O my soul, the God of love,
Who rules o'er all in heaven above;
His great and holy name adore,
In songs of joy for evermore.

2 "Tis he redeems us from the grave,
For none but God hath power to save;
Sins he removes, and sets us free
From wounds, and death, and misery.
3 The loving-kindness of the Lord,
Our tongues with rapture shall record;
Our lives redeem'd by power divine,
Those lives be, Lord, for ever thine.
4 Jesus distributes every good,

And fills our mouths with heavenly food;
Our strength renew'd, with eagle's wing,
We mount to heaven, and praise our King.

Communion Hymn. Psa. xxiii. 5, 6.

1 WHILE in this wilderness

Our God a table spreads,

Jesus our shepherd deigns to bless,
And richly are we fed.

2 The oil of love divine
Internally is given;

How great the bliss; come let us join
To praise the God of heaven.

3 Goodness and mercy flow
Through all our happy days;
And, as to better worlds we go,
Our souls shall sing his praise.

1 LIFE is a span, a fleeting hour;
How soon the vapour flies!
Man is a tender, transient flower,
That e'en in blooming, dies.

2 The once lov'd form, now cold and dead,
Each mournful thought employs;
And nature weeps her comforts fled,
And wither'd all her joys.

3 But wait the interposing gloom,
And lo, stern winter flies;

And dress'd in beauty's fairest bloom,
The flowery tribes arise.

4 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time,
When what we now deplore,
Shall rise in full immortal prime,

And bloom to fade no more.

5 Then cease, fond nature! cease thy tears;

Religion points on high;

There everlasting spring appears,
And joys that cannot die.

God praised by all Nations. Psa. cxvii.

1 O PRAISE the Lord, ye nations, praise;
Ye people, speak his fame;
All ye, in truth and goodness found,
Exalt Jehovah's name.

2 His kindness is for ever free,
His mercies ever great,
To all of every name and land,
Though mean and low their state..

3 His truth for ever shall endure,
Adore him for his word;
His laws and promises are sure,
Praise ye the loving Lord.

4 My soul exults in Jesus' name,
I love to hear his voice:
He is my Saviour and my God,
In him I will rejoice.

Praise to the Supreme Ruler and Judge. 1 O SING to the Lord a new song! The universe join in the strain; Each day the glad tribute prolong, His wonders, his glory maintain. Let gratitude bless the kind power From whom our salvation descends: How great is the God we adore ;

How rich are the blessings he sends! 2 In beauty of holiness bow:

O worship with fear and with love!
How solemn his temples below!
How glorious his presence above!