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Let me within thy courts be seen,
410. Union of a Church.
GATHER my saints together," speaks
"Join them in bonds of sacred peace, "And let them worship me.
"Let them in flocks together meet,
Together pray and praise;
"Cleave to each other, cleave to me, "And walk in all my ways.
"Never forsake my dwelling place, "But love fair Zion's hill; "Feast on the things my house affords, "And all my comforts feel.
"Pastor and people all agree, "To live in constant peace ;
"Watch for each other's mutual good, "And each fill up his place."
Lord, we'd obey the great command,
Lord, may this church grow up in grace,
Prove the pure joys that ever flow,
411. Zion the City of God.
Oft has this City's strength been try'd
Count ye her tow'rs, how high they rise,
Then round her walk, her turrets tell,
Spread far and wide her deathless fame,
Her Founder's love has ever prov'd,
Like Salem's mounts which ne'er were mov'd; "Tis fix'd on this eternal base,
The grace of God, and gift by grace.
412. The World and Church contrasted.
WHAT a polluted world it is,
A vale of sin and woe!
The sons of earth complain of this,
The world to creature-objects fly,
Their maladies to heal;
"Saviour divine, reveal thy love;
Bright morning star arise,
And lead my thoughts to things above, "Een to the upper skies.
This shall create a joy within,
Beyond what angels know;
"Shall stimulate my powers to sing
"The Saviour's praise below."
413. Opening a Place of Worship, L. M.
AND will the great eternal God,
On earth establish his abode ;
And will he, from his heavenly throne,
These walls we to thy honour raise,
SAFETY OF THE CHURCH.
414. God's Foundation. 7.
GOD's foundation standeth sure,
Known to him before the sun
God's foundation, &c.
Put thy seal upon each heart,
We the clay, and thou the seal.
Every evil, Lord, subdue,
By thy grace our souls renew ;
God's foundation standeth sure,
415. The Church's Safety and Triumph among National Desolations.
GOD is the refuge for his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.
Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd
Trembles and dreads the swelling tide.
Life, love, and joy, still gliding thro',
And gives new strength to fainting souls.