4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
5 Wide as the world is Thy command:
Vast as eternity Thy love;

Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

WATTS.

12 10, 12 10, Irregular.

WORSHIP the Lord in the beauty of holiness!

Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim; With gold of obedience and incense of lowli

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ness,

Kneel and adore Him, the Lord is His name. 2 Low at His feet lay thy burden of carefulness; High on His heart He will bear it for thee, Comfort thy sorrows, and answer thy prayer

fulness,

Guiding thy steps as may best for thee be.

3 Fear not to enter His courts in the slenderness Of the poor wealth thou wouldst reckon as thine;

Truth in its beauty, and love in its tenderness, These are the offerings to lay on His shrine. 4 These, though we bring them in trembling and fearfulness,

He will accept for the name that is dear; Mornings of joy give for evenings of tearful

ness,

Trust for our trembling, and hope for our

fear.

5 0 worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness! Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim; With gold of obedience and incense of lowli

ness,

Kneel and adore Him-the Lord is His name.

J. S. B. MONSELL.

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1 E children of the Father,

die,
Close, close around Him gather;
Ye cannot come too nigh.
Draw near, by Him invited,

Made bold by His own might,
By His own smile delighted,

With His own presence bright.

2 Throw every power and passion
Into each song, each prayer;
Bring a free, full oblation!

Let all your strength be there!
With utmost rapture greet Him!

Your inmost souls outpour!
Spirit to spirit meet Him;
Within the veil adore!

3 Thou openest, Lord! we enter;
Thou callest; lo! we come.
Within the veil we venture,

And find our Lord at home.
Here, nigh to Thee we tarry;

Here, close we wait on Thee,
And when we go to glory,

"Twill be Thy face to see.

T. H. GILL.

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YE people of the Lord draw near,

your dignity divine; Before your Father ye appear: Beneath your Saviour's smile ye shine. 2 He made you priests, He made you kings: These robes He wrought, these crowns He

wove;

He gave you all these glorious things Himself, the great High Priest above. 3 Come, gladsome in the robes He wrought! Come, glorious with the crowns He wove! Ne'er from your high estate be brought— Ne'er from His full embrace remove! 4 Yield up to no usurping priest,

One gift that cost the Lord so dear :
Enjoy the fulness of His feast!

Make at His table gladsome cheer. 5 In all your dignity appear

While ye show forth its awful price:
O priests of God, draw near, draw near!
Make of yourselves sweet sacrifice.

6 Your bodies yield, your store present, Your souls bestow, your spirits bring. All odorous with the incense lent

By the High Priest's one offering.

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T. H. GILL.

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E of the Father loved,
Ye of the Saviour sought,
Whose sins He hath removed,
Whose raiment He hath wrought;

Ye who have known
The Spirit's might;
On whom hath shone
The Spirit's light!

2 Ye people of the Lord

Who in His love abide;
Your treasure do not hoard,
Your gladness do not hide!
Together, bring
Your costly store!
Together, sing!
Together, soar!

3 Glad heart, repeat to heart
The story of thy peace:
Each dear delight impart!
Each dear delight increase!

Thy foes o'erthrown,

Thy sins forgiven,
Thy darkness gone,
Thy fetters riven !

4 Tell of that saving hour;
Tell of His smiling face!
Tell of His quickening power;
Tell of His strengthening grace!
Souls loved so well,

Come near! Come near!

O hear and tell!
O tell and hear!

5 In love, together meet;
For joy, together sing;
With mingled voices greet
Each triumph of your King;

The Lord's dear praise
Together, speak;
The Lord's right ways
Together, seek!

6 In linkéd praise and prayer
Your heaven on earth begin:
Together, glimpses fair
Of hastening glory win:

From strength to strength
Together, go!
In heaven at length
Together, glow!

T. H. GILL.

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1 TAND up and bless the Lord,

STAN
Ye people of His choice;

Stand up and bless the Lord your God,
With heart and soul and voice.

2 Though high above all praise,
Above all blessing high,
Who would not fear His holy name,
And laud and magnify?

3 Oh for the living flame

From His own altar brought,
To touch our lips, our minds inspire,
And wing to heaven our thought!
4 There, with benign regard,

Our hymns He deigns to hear:
Though unrevealed to mortal sense,
The spirit feels Him near.

5 God is our strength and song,
And His salvation ours;

S.M.

Then be His love in Christ proclaimed
With all our ransomed powers.

6 Stand up and bless the Lord;

The Lord your God adore;
Stand up and bless His glorious name,
Henceforth for evermore.

MONTGOMERY.