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

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

2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," 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 power 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 The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name

Of Him that sits upon the throne,
And to adore the Lamb.

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OW strong Thine arm is, mighty God!. Who would not fear Thy name Jesus, how sweet Thy graces are!

Who would not love the Lamb?

2 He has done more than Moses did,
Our Prophet and our King:
From bonds of hell He freed our souls,
And taught our lips to sing.

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3 In the Red Sea by Moses' hand
The Egyptian host was drowned!
But His own blood hides all our sins,
And guilt no more is found.

4 When through the desert Israel went,
With manna they were fed;
Our Lord invites us to His flesh,
And calls it living bread.

5 Moses beheld the promised land,
Yet never reached the place;

But Christ shall bring His followers home
To see His Father's face.

6 Then shall our love and joy be full,
And feed a warmer flame;

And sweeter voices tune the song
Of Moses and the Lamb.

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WHAT equal honour shall we bring
To Thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb,

When all the notes that angels sing
Are far inferior to Thy name?

2 Worthy is He that once was slain,

The Prince of Peace that groaned and died; Worthy to rise, to live, and reign

At His Almighty Father's side.

3 Power and dominion are His due,

Who stood condemned at Pilate's bar:

Wisdom belongs to Jesus too,

Though He was charged with madness here.

4 Honour immortal must be paid,
Instead of scandal and of scorn;
While glory shines around His head,
And a bright crown without a thorn.
5 Blessings for ever on the Lamb,
Who bore the curse for wretched men;
Let angels sound His sacred name;
Let every creature say, Amen.

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EJOICE, the Lord is King,
Your
Your Lord and King adore;
Mortals, give thanks and sing,
And triumph evermore:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

2 Jesus the Saviour reigns,

The God of truth and love;
When He had purged our stains,
He took His seat above:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

3 His kingdom cannot fail;

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He rules o'er earth and heaven;
The keys of death and hell

Are to our Jesus given:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

He sits at God's right hand
Till all His foes submit,
And bow to His command,

And fall beneath His feet:

Lift up your heart, lift up your voice;
Rejoice, again I say, rejoice.

5 Rejoice in glorious hope; Jesus the Judge shall come, And take His servants up

To their eternal home:

We soon shall hear the archangel's voice,
The trump of God shall sound, rejoice.

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HCome with a touch of fire,

ITELP us, O Lord, to praise !

And sanctify our lips,

And wake each silent lyre;

That we may laud Thy holy name, And its almighty power proclaim! 2- We've tasted of Thy love,

And seen Thy beauteous face,
But, Lord! our hearts are cold,
We need afresh Thy grace:

Come shine in all Thy light and power;
Be this, to us, a favoured hour!

3 Yonder Thy saints in light
Sing evermore Thy praise;
They chant Thy glories, Lord,
In holy, holy lays;

And we would echo now their song,
And their sweet anthems here prolong!

4 Yes! Jesus! we would sing

Of Thee, Thy cross, Thy grave,
Thy resurrection morn,

Thy willingness to save;

And we would tell how Thou wilt come
To take Thy waiting children home!

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No other song can cheer
Our hearts when sorrows rise,
No other name can wipe

The tear-drops from our eyes!
Therefore, O Lord, we'll sing of Thee,
Now and throughout eternity!
Come, Saviour, quickly come ;
Set up Thy kingdom, Lord!
And let this stricken earth

Hear Thine almighty word,

"Behold! I make all new again,”
While saints and angels cry-" Amen!"

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REThe blessings of redeeming grace;

EJOICE, ye saints! rejoice and praise

Jesus, your everlasting tower,

Mocks at the angry tempest's power. 2 His love's a refuge ever nigh;

His watchfulness a mountain high;
His name's a rock which winds above
And waves below can never move.

3 His covenant, for ever sure,
For endless ages will endure:
His perfect work will ever prove
The depth of His unchanging love.
4 While all things change, He changes not;
He ne'er forgets, though oft forgot;
His love's unchangeably the same,
And as enduring as His name.

5 Rejoice, ye saints! rejoice, and praise
The blessings of this wondrous grace;
Jesus, your everlasting tower,

Can bear unmoved the tempest's power.

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