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4 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast,

Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest,
Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea,

Can wash the guilty stain away.
5 Jesus, our Lord, thy blood alone
Hath power sufficient to atone;
Thy blood can make us white as snow;

No Jewish types could cleanse us so. 6While guilt disturbs and breaks our peace,

Nor flesh nor soul hath rest nor ease;
Lord, let us hear thy pard’ning voice,
And make our broken hearts rejoice.]

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L. M. Praise. 10 God, my heart is fix'd, 'tis bent,

Its thankful tribute to present ;
And with my heart my voice I'll raise

To Thee, my God, in songs of praise. 2 Awake, my glory; harp and lute,

No longer let your strings be mute;
And I, my tuneful part to take,

Will with the early dawn awake. 3 Thy praises, Lord, I will resound

To all the list'ning nations round;
Thy mercy highest heaven transcends,
Thy truth beyond the clouds extends.

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L. M. God our strength. 1 My soul for help on God relies ;

From Him alone my safety flows;
My rock, my health, that strength supplies

To bear the shock of all my foes.
2 God doth his saving health dispense,

And flowing blessings daily send ;
He is my fortress and defence;

On Him my soul shall still depend. 3 In Him, ye people, always trust;

Before his throne pour out your hearts ;
For God, the merciful and just,

His timely aid to us imparts.
4 Though boundless mercy is the grace,

In which He chiefly takes delight,
Yet God will all the human race
According to their works requite.

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Praise for pardoning mercy.
1 For Thee, O God, our constant praise

In Sion waits, thy chosen seat!
Our promis'd altars there we'll raise,

And all our zealous vows complete. 2 0 Thou, who to my humble prayer

Didst always bend thy listning ear,
To Thee shall all mankind repair,
And at thy gracious throne appear.
3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain

To stop thy flowing mercy try;
Whilst Thou o'erlook’st the guilty stain,

And washest out the crimson dye.
4 Blest is the man, who near Thee plac'd,

Within thy sacred dwelling lives :
Whilst we at humbler distance taste
The vast delights thy temple gives.

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God mighty and merciful.
1 LET all the lands with shouts of joy

To God their voices raise ;
Sing psalms in honour of his Name,

And spread his glorious praise.

2 And let them say, How dreadful, Lord,

In all thy works art Thou !
To thy great power thy stubborn foes

Shall all be forc'd to bow.
3 He by his power for ever rules ;

His eyes the world survey;
Let no presumptuous man rebel

Against his sov’reign sway.
4 O come, all ye that fear the Lord,

Attend with heedful care;
Whilst I what God for me has done

With grateful joy declare.
5 Then bless'd for ever be my God,

Who never, when I pray,
Withholds his mercy from my soul,

Nor turns his face away,

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TO BLESS thy chosen race,

In mercy, Lord, incline;
And cause the brightness of thy face

On all thy saints to shine.
That so thy wondrous ways

May through the world be known,
Whilst distant lands their tribute pay,

And thy salvation own.

3 Let dift'ring nations join

To celebrate thy fame;
Let all the world, O Lord, combine

To praise thy glorious Name. 4 O let them shout and sing

With joy and pious mirth,
For Thou, the righteous Judge and King,

Shalt govern all the earth. 5. To God, the Father, Son,

And Spirit, glory be;
As 'twas, and is, and shall be so

To all eternity.

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L. M.
God's power.
1 To Him your voice in anthems raise,

Jehovah's awful name He bears ;
In Him rejoice, extol his praise,

Who rides upon high rolling spheres.
2 His chariots numberless, his pow'rs

Are heav'nly hosts that wait his will ;
His presence now fills Sion's tow'rs,

As once it honour'd Sinai's hill.
3 Ascending high, in triumph Thou

Captivity hast captive led,
And on thy people didst bestow
The spoil of armies, once their dread.

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