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From mountain, nor from valley,

Shall help to thee be giv'n;
Thy hope is in Jehovah,

Who made the earth and heav'n.
2 Thy foot shall never stumble,

For He thy way shall keep;
His loving eye beholds thee;

It hath no need of sleep:
Thy keeper ne'er shall slumber,

So be not thou afraid ;
His presence is around thee

For solace and for shade.
3 The fierce sun shall not smite thee

At burning noon of day,
The moon shall not aftright thee

With pale deceiving ray:
In thy coming and thy going

Shall evil harm thee never,
Jehovah is thy keeper

For ever and for ever. 122

FIRST VERSION.

Public worship
1 How did my heart rejoice to hear

My friends devoutly say-
In Zion let us all appear,

And keep the solemn day!

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2 I love her gates, I love the road;

The church, adorn'd with grace,
Stands like a palace built for God

To show his milder face.
3 Peace be within this sacred place,

And joy a constant guest !
With holy gifts and heavenly grace

Be her attendants blest !
4 My soul shall pray for Zion still,

While life or breath remains :
There my best friends, my kindred, dwell;

There God my Saviour reigns. 122

SECOND VERSION. 8.8.6.

Public worship.
1 THE festal morn, my God! is come,
That calls me to thy honour'd dome,

Thy presence to adore ;
My feet the summons shall attend,
With willing step thy courts ascend,

And tread the hallow'd floor.
2 E'en now to our transported eyes
Fair Zion's towers in prospect rise;

Within her gates we stand ;
And, lost in wonder and delight,
Behold her happy sons unite

In friendship's firmest band.

3 Hither, from earth's remotest end,
Lo! the redeem'd of God ascend;

Their off'rings hither bring;
Here, eager to attest their joy,
In hymns of praise their tongues employ,

And hail th' immortal King.
4 Be peace by each implor'd on thee,
O Salem, while with bended knee

To Israel's God we pray!
How blest, who calls himself thy friend !
Success his labour shall attend,

And safety guard his way. 130

8. M.
Prayer in distress.
i From lowest depths of woe,

To God I send my cry:
Lord I hear my supplicating voice,

And graciously reply.
2 Should’st Thou severely judge,

Who could the trial bear ?
But Thou forgiv'st, lest we despond,

And quite renounce thy fear.
3 My soul with patience waits

For Thee, the living Lord :
My hopes are on thy promise built,

Thy never-failing word

4 Let Israel trust in God;

No bounds his mercy knows;
The plenteous source and spring, from

whence
Eternal succour flows :
5 Whose friendly streams to us

Supplies in want convey :
A healing spring, a spring to cleanse,

And wash our guilt away.

C. M.

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Brotherly love.
i How vast must their advantage be,

How great their pleasure prove,
Who live like brethren, and consent

In offices of love!

2 True love is like that precious oil,

Which, pour'd on Aaron's head,
Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes

Its costly moisture shed.

3 'Tis like refreshing dew, which does

On Hermon's top distil;
Or like the early drops that fall

On Zion's fruitful hill.

4 For Zion is the chosen seat,

Where the Almighty King
The promis'd blessing has ordain'd,

And life's eternal spring.

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C. M. Public worship. 1 O PRAISE the Lord with one consent,

And magnify his Name;
Let all the servants of the Lord

His worthy praise proclaim !

2 Praise Him all ye, that in his house

Attend with constant care,
With those, that to his utmost courts

With humble zeal repair!

3 For God his own peculiar choice

The sons of Jacob makes ;
And Israel's offspring for his own

Most valued treasure takes.

4 Let all with thanks his wondrous works

In Zion's courts proclaim!
Let them in Salem, where He dwells,

Exalt his holy Name !

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