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3 Shout, ye ransom'd flock, and bless'd
4 Fear not, brethren! joyful stand
5 Lord, submissive may we go,
437. Deliverance to the captives. 1 ON the mountain's top appearing, Lo! the sacred Herald stands. Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion long in hostile lands. Mourning captive God Himself shall loose thy bands.
2 Lo! thy sun is risen in glory!
3 Enemies no more shall trouble;
1 FROM Egypt's bondage come, Where death and darkness reign,
We seek a new, a better home,
There sin and sorrow cease, And every conflict o'er, We there shall dwell in endless peace, Nor thirst nor hunger more. Hallelujah! We are on our way to God.
There in celestial strains
We hope to join the throng,
Christ's pilgrimage on earth. MAN of sorrows, and acquainted With our griefs, what shall we say?" Never language yet hath painted All the woes, that on Thee lay. Had I seen Thee clothed in weakness, Bearing our reproach and sickness, To attend Thee day and night Would have been my heart's delight.
O that to this heavenly Stranger
On Him from his infancy,
3 Walking, speaking, in devotion,
Far to fields or forests stray'd,
I had watched every motion,
More have angels ne'er desired,
Than on Him, or far retired,
4 Tell me, little flock beloved,
Ye, on whom shone Jesus’ face,
What within your souls then moved,
O disciple, once most bless'd,
As a bosom friend caress'd,
5 Oft to prayer, by night retreated,
See Him from all search withdrawn;
Tearful eyes, and sighs repeated,
There, where He made intercession,
I had pour'd forth my confession,
6 Should I thus to Thee have cleaved,
"Midst thy poverty and woes,
On Thee, as my Lord, believed,
Ah! thy mercy I had spurned;
But Thyself my heart has turned;
The family altar erected.
H IN all my ways, O God,
And seek to keep my heart and house From all pollution free.
Where’er I have a tent,
An altar will I raise;
Of humble prayer and praise.
Could I my wish obtain,
My household, Lord, should be Deyoted to Thyself alone,
A nursery for Thee.
Parents praying for their offspringGod only wise, almighty, good, Send forth thy truth and light, To point us out the narrow road, And guide our steps aright; To steer our dangerous course between The rocks on either hand,
And fix us in the golden mean,
And bring our charge to land.
Made apt by thy sufficient grace
We would in every step look up,
For this we ask, in faith sincere,
To touch their hearts with filial fear,
To Watch their will to sense inclined,
And gently bend their tender mind,
For domestic worship. 1 PEACE be to this habitation; Peace to all that dwell therein; Peace, the earnest of salvation; Peace, the fruit of pardon'd sin; Peace, that speaks the heavenly Giver, Peace to worldly minds unknown; Peace divine, that lasts for ever, Peace, that comes from God alone.
2 Jesus, Prince of Peace, be near us,
Fix in all our hearts thy home;
With thy gracious presence cheer us ;
Raise to heaven our expectation,
Glorious and complete salvation,
The young invited to Christ.
2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high,
3 “The soul, that longs to see my face, Is sure my love to gain;