The Book of Worship: In Use in St. Peter's Church of the Presbytery of ...

THE Lord of glory is my light,
And my salvation too;
God is my strength; nor will I fear
What all my foes can do.

2 One privilege my heart desires;
O! grant me mine abode
Among the churches of thy saints,
The temples of my God."

3 There shall I offer my requests,
And see thy beauty still,
Shall hear thy messages of love,
And there inquire thy will.

4 When troubles rise and storms appear,
There may his children hide;
God is a strong pavilion, where
He makes my soul abide.

5 Now shall my head be lifted high
Above my foes around,
And songs of joy and victory
Within thy temple sound.

12 How happy all thy servants are!
How great thy grace to me!

My life which thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.

3 Now I am thine, for ever thine,
Nor shall my purpose move;
Thy hand has loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with thy love.

4 Here in thy courts I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record;
Witness, ye saints who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.

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II.

Y never-ceasing song shall show
The mercies of the Lord;
And make succeeding ages know
How faithful is his word.

2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce
Shall firm as heaven endure;
And if he speaks a promise once,
The eternal grace is sure.

3 How long the race of David held
The promised Jewish throne!

But there's a nobler covenant sealed
To David's greater Son.

4 His seed for ever shall possess
A throne above the skies;
The meanest subject of his grace
Shall to that glory rise.

5 Lord God of hosts, thy wondrous ways 3
Are sung by saints above:
And saints on earth their honors raise
To thy unchanging love.

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heaven but

What peaceful hours I once enjoyed, How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.

4 Return, O holy Dove, return Sweet messenger of rest;

I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be,

WHOM wave we, Lord, inside thee, Help me to tear it from thy throne,

Where else for succor can we flee,

Or in whose strength confide? 2 Thou art our portion here below, Our promised bliss above; Ne'er may our souls an object know So precious as thy love,

3 When heart and flesh, O Lord, shall Thou wilt our spirits cheer,

[fail,

Support us through life's thorny vale,

And calm each anxious fear.

4 Yes-thou shalt be our guide thro' life, And help and strength supply; Sustain us in death's fearful strife, And welcome us on high.

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DEAREST of all the names above,
My Jesus and my God,
Who can resist thy heavenly love,
Or trifle with thy blood?

2 Till God in human flesh I see,

My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just and sacred Three
Are terrors to my mind.

3 But if Immanuel's face appear,
My hope, my joy begins,
His name forbids my slavish fear,
His grace removes my sins.

4 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast,

I love the incarnate mystery,
And there I fix my trust.

And worship only thee.

6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame;

So purer light shall mark the road
That leads me to the Lamb.

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HEN I can read my title clear,
To mansions in the skies,

I'll bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

3 Let cares like a wild deluge coine,
And storms of sorrow fall;
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.

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LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray,

I am for ever thine:

I fear before thee all the day,
Nor would I dare to sin.

2 And while I rest my weary head
From cares and business free,
'Tis sweet conversing on my bed
With my own heart and thee.

3 I pay this evening sacrifice;

And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone.

4 Thus with my thoughts composed to I'll give mine eyes to sleep; [peace Thy hand in safety keeps my days,. And will my slumbers keep.

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3 Since I'm a stranger here below,
Thy path O! do not hide,

WHEN God revealed his gracious But mark the road my feet should go,

name,

And changed my mournful state, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream, The grace appeared so great.

2 The world beheld the glorious change,
And did thy hand confess; [strains 5
My tongue broke out in unknown
And sung surprising grace.

3 The Lord can clear the darkest skies,
Can give us day for night;
Make drops of sacred sorrow rise
To rivers of delight.

And be my constant guide.

When I confessed my wandering ways,
Thou heardst my soul complain;
Grant me the teachings of thy grace

Or I shall stray again.

If God to me his statutes show,
And heavenly truth impart,
His work for ever I'll pursue,
His law shall rule my heart.

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II.

HE Lord descended from above,

Tand bowed the heavens most high;

And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.

2 On cherub and on cherubim,
Full royally, he rode;

And on the wings of mighty winds
Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods,

Their fury to restrain;

And he, as sovereign Lord and King,
For evermore shall reign.

4 The Lord will give his people strength,
Whereby they shall increase;

And he will bless his chosen flock
With everlasting peace.

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THROU

II.

HROUGH endless years thou art the
O thou eternal God! [same,

Ages to come shall know thy name,
And tell thy works abroad.

2 The strong foundations of the earth,
Of old by thee were laid;

By thee the beauteous arch of heaven,
With matchless skill was made.

3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things,
Formed by thy powerful hand,
Be, like a vesture, laid aside,

And changed at thy command.

4 But thy perfections all divine,
Eternal as thy days,
Through everlasting ages shine,
With undiminished rays.

5 Thy children's children, still thy care,
Shall own their father's God;
To latest times thy favor share,
And spread thy praise abroad.

LORD, I would delight in thee,
And on thy care depend;

To thee in every trouble flee,
My best, my only Friend.
When all created streams are dried,
Thy fulness is the same;
May I with this be satisfied,

And glory in thy name.

3 Why should the soul a drop bemoan,
Who has a fountain near,

A fountain which shall ever run,
With waters sweet and clear?

No good in creatures can be found,
But may be found in thee:

must have all things and abound, While God is God to me.

He who has made my heaven secure,
Will here all good provide:

Whilst Christ is rich, can I be poor?
What can I want beside?

O Lord, I cast my care on thee,
I triumph and adore;

Henceforth my great concern shall be,
To love and praise thee more.

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THY way, O God, is in the sea,
Thy paths I cannot trace;
Nor comprehend the mystery
Of thy unbounded grace.

2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense
My captive soul surround;
Mysterious deeps of providence

My wondering thoughts confound.
3 As through a glass, I dimly see
The wonders of thy love;
How little do I know of thee,
Or of the joys above!

4 'Tis but in part I know thy will;
I bless thee for the sight;
When will thy love the rest reveal,
In glory's clearer light?

5 With rapture shall I then survey
Thy providence and grace;
And spend an everlasting day
In wonder, love, and praise.

OUT of the deeps of long distress,

The borders of despair,

I sent my cries to seek thy grace,
My groans to reach thine ear.

2 Great God, should thy severer eye,
And thine impartial hand,
Mark and revenge iniquity,

No mortal flesh could stand.

3 But there are pardons with my God,
For crimes of high degree; [blood, 5
Thy Son hath bought them with his
To draw us near to thee.

4 Then in the Lord let Israel trust,
Let Israel seek his face;
The Lord is good, as well as just,
And plenteous is his grace.

5 There's full redemption at his throne
For sinners long enslaved;
The great Redeemer is his Son,
And Israel shall be saved.

2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace
Beheld our helpless grief;

He saw, and, O amazing love!
He ran to our relief.

3 Down from the shining seats above,
With joyful haste he fled,
Entered the grave in mortal flesh,
And dwelt among the dead.

4 He spoiled the powers of darkness thus,
And brake our iron chains;
Jesus has freed our captive souls

From everlasting pains.

O! for this love, let rocks and hills

Their lasting silence break;
And all harmonious human tongues
The Saviour's praises speak.

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GOD of mercy, hear my call,
My load of guilt remove;
Break down this separating wall,
That bars me from thy love.

2 Give me the presence of thy grace;
Then my rejoicing tongue

Shall speak aloud thy righteousness,
And make thy praise my song.

PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, 3 No blood of goats nor heifers slain,

We wretched sinners lay,

Without one cheerful beam of hope,
Or spark of glimmering day.

For sin could e'er atone;

The death of Christ shall still remain
Sufficient and alone.

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