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3 The gladness of that happy day,
L. NI, The prosperity of the saints. RENDER thanks to God above,
The fountain of eternal love, Whose mercy firm through ages past IIath stood, and shall forever last. 2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast, but numberless ? What mortal eloquence can raise Ilis tribute of immortal praise? 3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford; When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me. 4 O may I worthy prove to see Thy saints in full prosperity, That I the joyful choir may join, And count thy people's triumph mine!
Tate and Brady.
Welcome to the King of glory.
Behold, the King of glory waits;
3 O blest the land, the city blest,
Georg Weissel. Tr. by Miss C. Winkworth,
How pleasant and how fair
Thine earthly temples, are !
Where God appoints to hear !
Their constant service there!
Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length,
Till each in heaven appears : O glorious seat! thou, God, our King, Shalt thither bring our willing feet.
Your tuneful voices high;
The Lord of earth and sky;
Let all the world proclaim;
His attributes and name;
All excellences meet,
And shall forever sit;
Glory to God be given,
Of all in earth and heaven;
The glory of His grace.
C. P. M.
To sing the great Jehovah's praise,
His saving grace proclaim. 2 He framed the globe; he built the sky; He made the shining worlds on high,
And reigns in glory there:
His beams are majesty and light;
His dwelling place, how fair! 3 Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving power,
All nations fear his name:
His saving grace proclaim.
C.P. M. THOU God of power, thou God of love,
Whose glory fills the realms above,
“ Thrice holy," to their King;
is given: He bore the curse to sinners due, He forms their ruined souls anew,
And makes them heirs of heaven.
And fix thy blest abode;
The presence of our God.
C. P. M.
For whom we now lift up our voice,
And tune thy people's heart.
2 While in the heavenly work we join, Thy glory be our whole design,
Thy glory, not our own:
To please our God alone. 3 Thee let us praise, our common Lord, And sweetly join, with one accord,
Thy goodness to proclaim: Jesus, thyself in us reveal, And all our faculties shall feel
Thy harmonizing name.
In setting forth thy love;
That endless song above.
Be thy glorious name adored !
Benjamin Williams, alt.