But give us still to find thee near, 6 Let us enjoy, and highly prize, Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise, 417 OH 1 0 PSALM 1Xxxix. H, how blest the congregation, Brought by Jesus from the skies! 8. 7. 4. Knows their wants and hears their cries. 2 In his power rejoicing ever, Walking in his light and love, And foretasting in his favor Something here of bliss above, Happy people, Who shall harm them? what shall move? 3 In his righteousness exalted, On from strength to strength they go; By ten thousand ills assaulted, Yet preserved from every foe, On to glory, Safe they speed through all below. 4 God will keep his own anointed, Nought shall harm them, none condemn; All their trials are appointed, 418 All must work for good to them : To their heavenly diadem. MARK XI. 22. 1 OH may we with a steady faith, Believe whate'er Jehovah saith! 2 Did we but trust our heavenly Friend, L. M. 3 This faith would cheer our gloomiest way, 419 PSALM CVii. L. M. H, praise the Lord, the God of grace, The Saviour of our fallen race; Who saw us in the desert roam, And sought and brought us safely home. 2 He found us hungry, and he fed Our fainting souls with living bread, The milk, the manna of his word: Oh that all hearts would praise the Lord. 3 The Lord the lonely captive cheers! The Lord dries up the mourner's tears: Binds every wound, bursts every chain, And helps where other help is vain. 4 There is no grief he cannot heal, No curse his grace may not repeal; The feeblest prayer by him is heard; Oh that all hearts would praise the Lord. 420 1 PSALM cl. OH, render thanks to God above, Fountain of life, Eternal Love, Who makes creation's ample space, His temple and his dwelling place. L. M. 2 Praise him, who yet will deign to dwell 3 Praise him, from whom all good proceeds, 4 By all his saints above, beneath, By all things that have thought and breath, For ever be his name adored; Let all creation praise the Lord. 421 1 H, that day of dread and wonder, When a voice of more than thunder, All to their eternal doom! 2 Midst the crowds who there assemble, But whom Christ has never known. Till the spirit, Lord is thine. 4 Light a flame of love within us; 422 1 And at last to glory raise. PSALM CXIX. 5, 29, 33, 35-37, 133, 176. C. M. H that the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still; OF Oh, that my God would grant me grace, 2 Send thy good Spirit down to write Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 3 From vanity turn off mine eyes, 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, 5 My soul hath gone too far astray, Yet since I've not forgot thy way, 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands, 423 1 OH PSALM Xxii. H what a conquest Jesus won, 2" "Tis finished," he exulting cried, C. M. |