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We'll praise him for his love, his power,
199. Invitation to Praise.
AWAKE, and sing the song
Of Moses and the Lamb,
To praise the Saviour's name.
Sing of his rising power,
For those whose sins he bore.
Ascending with our tongues,
And grace inspires our songs.
Ye ransom'd sinners sing,
In Christ th' eternal King.
Ye blessed children come ;
away, To take his wanderers home.
200. The Church's Head. 7. 8.
We joyfully adore thee;
Shall sing like those in glory.
With blest anticipation, And cry aloud, and give to God,
The praise of our salvation.
And passing through the fire,
Which ever brings us nigher.
In thine almighty favour;
Shall keep us thine for ever.
Through torrents of temptation;
The fire of tribulation.
In vain our march opposes;
And sing the song of Moses.
To which thou shalt restore us; The world despise for that high prize
Which thou hast set before us.
And if thou count us worthy,
We each, as dying Stephen,
And take us up to heaven.
201. Lord's Day Morning. L. M. Thanks to thy name, O Lord, that we
One glorious sabbath more behold! Dear Shepherd, let us meet with thee
Among thy sheep in this thy fold. Now, Lord, among thy tribes appear,
And let thy presence fill the throng : Thy awful voice let sinners hear,
And bid the feeble heart be strong.
And satisfy their ev'ry want;
And gently lead them, lest they faint.
Thy wand'ring sheep, and bring them back; O bring the wand'ring home to-day, And save them for thy mercy's sake!
ev'ry soul before thee here, Through thee, the door, now enter in, Find pasture with our Saviour dear,
Sav'd from the guilt and power of sin. Dear tender-hearted Shepherd, look,
And let our wants thy bowels move; And, kindly lead thy little flock,
To the sweet pastures of thy love,
There sweetly feed our hungry souls
In flow'ry fields, near the sweet stream, Where living water gently rolls
Towards the New Jerusalem,
202. Restoring and Preserving Grace. L. M.
foes; My rising fears he did control, And strength diffus'd through all my
soul, Amidst a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guarded by his hand; His words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. Grace will complete what grace begins, To save from sorrows and from sins; The work that wisdom undertakes Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes.
203. Thanksgiving. 104". O what shall I do my Saviour to praise; So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace, So strong to deliver, so good to redeem The weakest believer that hangs upon How happy the man whose heart is set free, The people that can be joyful in thee;
Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face; And still they are talking of Jesus's grace. Their daily delight shall be in thy name, They shall, as their right, thy righteousness
claim: Thy righteousness wearing, and cleans’d by
thy blood, Bold shall they appear in the presence of God. For thou art their boast, their glory and power, And I also trust to see the glad hour, My soul's new creation, a lite from the dead, The day of salvation that lifts up my head. Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of thine own, Thy secret to me shall soon be made known; For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive, And share in the gladness of all that believe.
204. Praise to Jesus Christ. C.M. Come, let us join our cheerful songs
With angels round the throne,
But all their joys are one.
To be exalted thus :
For he was slain for us,
Honour and power divine,