3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, Save us, O Lord! descend and bring 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men Who comes in God, his Father's name, 5 Hosanna in the highest strains 2 3 The church on earth can raise ! HYMN 152. S. M. Salvation by Christ. Ps. cxviii. B Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, The Jewish scribe and priest Yet on this Rock shall Zion rest, The work, O Lord, is thine, This day declares it all divine; By our Redeemer made! 5 6 Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, Let all the church be glad. Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood! Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God. We bless thy holy word, Which all his grace displays; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Cur sacrifice of praise. WATTS WATTS. HYMN 153. C. M. Repentance and Obedience. Ps. cxix. THOU My heart prepares t' obey thy word, 2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth, 3 The testimonies of thy grace 4 If e'er I wander from thy path, Then turn my feet to thy commands, 5 If thou incline this wand'ring heart Then, till my mortal life shall end, Instruction from the Scriptures. Ps. cxix. And through the dangers of the night, 2 When once it enters to the mind WATTS. 4 But in thy law and gospel, Lord, Not earth stands firmer than thy word, 5 Thy word is everlasting truth, That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. Desire of Divine Knowledge. Ps. cxix. THY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, Open my eyes to read thy word, 3 Since I'm a stranger here below, 4 If thou to me thy statutes show, But give me heav'nly power and light WATTS. TATE and WATTS HYMN 156. Hallelujah Metre. Divine Preservation. Ps. cxxi. TO God I lift my eyes, From whom is all my aid; The God who built the skies, And earth's foundation laid. God is the tower To which I fly; his grace is nigh In ev'ry hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my heav'nly guide, Will dissipate my fears. Those wakeful eyes Which never sleep, shall Israel keep, When dangers rise. 3 No burning heat by day, And thou my shade, to guard my head, 4 Hast thou not promis'd, Lord, 2 To save my soul from death, Nor fear to die, till from on high HYMN 157. S. P. M. HTo hear the public voice, "Come let us seek our God to-day!" Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We'll haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honours pay. Zion, thrice happy place ! Adorn'd with wond'rous grace, WATTS And walls of strength enclose thee round; To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 Here David's holy Son 4 Hath plac'd his royal throne, He makes the wicked sad; For here my friends and brethren dwell; My soul shall ever love thee well. W HYMN 158. C. M. Remarkable Deliverance. Ps. cxxvi. WATTS. HEN God reveal'd his gracious name, Our rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, 2 "Great is the work," our brethren cry'd, "Great is the work," our souls reply'd, 3 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 4 Let those, who sow in sadness, wait They shall confess their sheaves are great, |