This wretched heart will ne'er be true,

Until 'tis form'd again.

5 Descend! celestial fire,
And seize me from above;
May I to heavenly bliss aspire
And know, that God is love.

6 Let joy and worship spend
The remnant of my days;
And to my God, my soul ascend,
In sweet perfumes of praise.

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HYMN 72.

JESUS invites his saints

To meet around his board:

Here pardon'd sinners sit, and hold
Communion with their Lord.

2 Here we survey

that love,

Which spoke in ev'ry breath;

Which crown'd each action of his life,
And triumph'd in his death.

3 Here let our pow'rs unite
His glorious name to raise,
Pleasure and joy fill every mind,
And ev'ry voice be praise.

4 And while we share the gifts,
His gracious hands bestow,

Let ev'ry heart, in friendship join'd, With kind affection glow.

5 Let love inspire each breast,
And dictate ev'ry thought;
Be angry passions far remov'd,
And selfish views forgot.

6 Our souls, expanded wide
By our Redeemer's grace,
Shall in the arms of fervent love,
All heav'n and earth embrace.

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HYMN 73.

'O celebrate thy praise, O Lord,
I will my heart prepare:

To all the list'ning world, thy works,
Thy wond'rous works declare.

2 The thoughts of them shall to my soul Exalted pleasure bring:

Whilst to thy name, O thou most high, Triumphant praise I'll sing.

3 All those who have his goodness prov'd Will in his truth confide,

Whose mercy

ne'er forsook the man,

That on his help rely❜ḍ.

4 Sing praises therefore to the Lord, From Sion his abode;

Proclaim his deeds, till all the world

Confess no other God.

HYMN 74.

COME let us join our cheerful songs,
With angels round the throne;

Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one.

2 Worthy the Lamb that dy'd, they cry, To be exalted thus ;

Worthy the Lamb, our lips reply,
For he was slain for us.

3 Jesus is worthy to receive
Honour and pow'r divine;
And blessings more than we can give
Be, Lord, for ever thine.

4 Let all that dwell above the sky,
And air, and earth, and seas;
Conspire to lift thy glories high,
And speak thine endless praise.

5 Let all creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
Of him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

HYMN 75.

1 HOSANNAH with a cheerful sound, To God's upholding hand,

Ten thousand snares attend us round,
And yet secure we stand.

2 That was a most amazing pow'r,

That rais'd us with a word;

And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour,
We lean upon the Lord.

3 The ev'ning rests our weary head,
And angels guard the room;
We wake, and we admire the bed
That was not made our tomb.

4 The rising morning can't assure
That we shall end the day;
For death stands ready at the door
To take our lives away.

5 Our breath is forfeited by sin
To God's avenging law;
We own thy grace, immortal King,
In ev'ry grasp we draw.

6 God is our sun, whose daily light
Our joy and safety brings;

Our feeble flesh lies safe at night
Beneath his shady wings.

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HYMN 76.

God be glory, peace on earth,
Good-will to mortals shewn !

We praise, we bless, we glorify,
We worship Thee alone.

2 We thank Thee for thy glorious grace, That fills our souls with light:

Lord God! the King of heaven! the God And Father of all might'

3 And Thou, beloved Son of God!

That tak'st our sins away,

Have mercy, Saviour of mankind!
And hear us when we pray.

4 Thou, who dost sit at God's right hand,
Upon the Father's throne,
Have mercy, mercy on us, Lord!
Who art the Holy One.

5 Thou with the Holy Ghost, O Christ!
Whom heaven and earth adore,
High in the Father's glory art,
Most High for evermore.

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HYMN 77.

Sing my Saviour's wond'rous death;
He conquer'd when he fell;

""Tis finish'd," (said his dying breath,)
And shook the gates of hell.

2 ""Tis finish'd" our Immanuel cries, "Th' important work is done :" Hence shall his sov'reign throne arise His kingdom is begun.

3 His cross a sure foundation laid
For glory and renown,

When thro' the regions of the dead,
He pass'd, to reach the crown.

4 Exalted at his Father's side
Sits our victorious Lord;

To heav'n and hell his hands divide
The vengeance or reward.

5 The saints from his propitious eye
Await their sev'ral crowns;

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