127 “By Him let us offer the sacrifice of praise to God continually." ImfFOR the beauty of the earth, For the beauty of the skies, For the love which from our birth f Christ, our God, to Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise. 2 mf For the beauty of each hour Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon, and stars of light, f Christ, our God, to Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise. 3 mf For the joy of ear and eye, For the heart's and mind's delight, SOUTHWARK. Linking sense to sound and sight, f Christ, our God, to Thee we raise This our sacrifice of praise. 4mfFor the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, [above, 5 f For each perfect gift of Thine 128 "Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory, and honour, and power.” mfHARK, how the adoring hosts above 4 ƒ Thou hast redeemed us with Thy With songs surround the throne ! Ten thousand thousand are their And set the prisoners free; [blood, Thou mad'st us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with Thee. 2mf"Worthy the Lamb that died!" they 5mf From every kindred, every tongue, "To be exalted thus ;' " " [cry, cres 'Worthy the Lamb!" let us reply, f "For He was slain for us.' 3f To Him be power divine ascribed, And endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy remain For ever o. His head! Thou brought'st Thy chosen race; And distant lands and isles have shared The riches of Thy grace. 6mf Let all that dwell above the sky, Or on the earth below, [shores, cres With fields and floods and ocean's To Thee their homage show. 7 ƒ To Him who sits upon the throne, And to the Lamb that once was slain, Moscow. 6,6,4,6,6,6,4. FELICE GIARDINI. If GLORY to God on high! Praise ye His name! Angels His name adore Who all our sorrows bore, cres And saints cry evermore f" Worthy the Lamb!" 2 f Jesus, our Lord and God, p Bore sin's tremendous load; cres Praise ye His name! f Tell what His arm hath done, What spoils from death He won; Sing His great name alone; Worthy the Lamb! 3 ƒ While they around the throne Cheerfully join in one, Praising His name, LONDON NEW. We who have felt His blood Sealing our peace with God, cres Sound His high praise abroad: f Worthy the Lamb! 4 f Join, all the human race, 5 Though we must change our place, C.M. f"Worthy the Lamb !" Amen. SCOTCH PSALTER, 1635 130 "Thou shalt call His name JESUS, for He shall save His people from their If OH, for a thousand tongues to sing 2mfMy gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, sins. His blood can make the foulest clean, 5mf He speaks, and, listening to His voice, New life the dead receive: The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, cres To spread through all the earth abroad 6 f Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye f Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest ! 2mfO Saviour, with protecting care Return to this Thy house of prayer, 4 Hosanna, Lord! Hosanna in the highest ! So, in the last and dreadful day, When earth and heaven shall melt away, cres Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, 132 "I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ ImfSAVIOUR, blessed Saviour, Listen while we sing; cres Hearts and voices raising 2 mf Nearer, ever nearer, Bending low the knee. Thou, for our redemption, 'Cam'st on earth to die; cres Thou, that we might follow, f Hast gone up on high. 3 f Great, and ever greater, Are Thy mercies here; True and everlasting Are the glories there; Where no pain nor sorrow, Toil nor care, is known cres Where the angel-legions Circle round Thy throne. ST. AUGUSTINE. Jesus." S.M. 4 f Clearer still, and clearer, Dawns the light from heaven, cres Life has lost its shadows, 5mf Onward, ever onward, Journeying o'er the road Worn by saints before us, Journeying on to God; cres Leaving all behind us, May we hasten on, Backward never looking f Till the prize is won. 6 f Higher then, and higher, Bear the ransomed soul, Earthly toils forgotten, Saviour, to its goal; ff Where, in joys unthought of, Saints with angels sing, Never weary, raising Praises to their King. Amen. PIERRE ABELARD, 1120. |