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1 WHAT shall I render to my God

For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne.

2 Among the saints who fill thy house

My offering shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul in anguish made.

3 How much is mercy thy delight,
Thou ever-blessed God!
How dear thy servants in thy sight!

How precious is their blood!

4 How happy all thy servants are!
How great thy grace to me!
My life, which thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.

5 Now I am thine, forever thine,
Nor shall my purpose move;
Thy hand hath loosed my bonds of pain,
And bound me with thy love.

6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record;

Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord

1 HOLY and reverend is the name
Of our eternal King;
Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry;
Thrice holy let us sing.

2 The deepest reverence of the mind,
Pay, O my soul! to God;

Lift with thy hands a holy heart
To his sublime abode.

3 With sacred awe pronounce his name

Whom words nor thoughts can reach ;
A broken heart shall please him more
Than the best forms of speech.

4 Thou holy God, preserve our souls
From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are thy delight,
And they thy face shall see.

5 Till then thy service shall be ours,
Thy praise our constant theme;
We'll worship thee with all our powers,
Whose mercy doth redeem.

John Needham.

1 STAND up, and bless the Lord,

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 0 for the living flame

From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our souls inspire, And wing to heaven our thought! 4 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours; Then be his love in Christ proclaimed With all our ransomed powers. James Montgomery.

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89, 11, 151.

1 COME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.

2 He formed the deeps unknown,
He
gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
And his the solid ground.

3 Come, worship at his throne,
Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his work, and not our own;
He formed us by his word.

4 To-day attend his voice,

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Nor dare provoke his rod;

Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God.

85, 688, 151.

Isaac Watts.

HENRY CAREY.

High o'er the

as his power.

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F. E. BELDEN.

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240, 15, 272.

1 PRAISE the Lord-his power confess: Praise him in his holiness;

Praise him as the theme inspires, Praise him as his fame requires. 2 Let the trumpet's lofty sound Spread its loudest notes around; Let the harp unite in praise, With the sacred minstrel's lays. 3 Let the organ join to bless God, the Lord of righteousness; Tune your voice to spread the fame Of the great Jehovah's name. 4 All who dwell beneath his light, In his praise your hearts unite; While the stream of song is poured, Praise and magnify the Lord. William Wrangham.

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240, 272, 15.

1 ALL ye nations, praise the Lord,
All ye lands, your voices raise;
Heaven and earth, with loud accord,
Praise the Lord, forever praise;
2 For his truth and mercy stand,
Past and present and to be,
Like the years of his right hand,
Like his own eternity.

3 Praise him, ye who know his love;
Praise him from the depths beneath;
Praise him in the hights above;
Praise your Maker, all that breathe.
James Montgomery.

1 PRAISE the Lord! ye heavens, adore him;
Praise him, angels in the hight;
Sun and moon, rejoice before him;
Praise him, all ye stars of light.

2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken;

Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws which never shall be broken,

For their guidance he hath made.
3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious;
Never shall his promise fail;
God hath made his saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail.
4 Praise the God of our salvation;

Hosts on high his power proclaim;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Laud and magnify his name.
John Kempthorne.

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277, 162, 180.

1 PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator! Praise to thee from every tongue; Join, my soul, with every creature, Join the universal song.

2 Father, source of all compassion, Pure, unbounded grace is thine: Hail the God of our salvation, Praise him for his love divine! For thy countless blessings given, For the hope of future joy,

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Sound his name through earth and heaven,
Let his praise your tongues employ.

4 Joyfully on earth adore him,

Till in heaven your song you raise ; Then, enraptured, fall before him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise! John Fawcett.

162, 277, 92.

44 1 LORD of heaven and earth and ocean, Hear us from thy bright abode; While our hearts, with true devotion, Own their great and gracious God. 2 Now with joy we come before thee, Seek thy face, thy mercies sing; Lord of life, of light and glory, O, accept the praise we bring! 3 Health, and every needful blessing,Unto us are daily shown; And with joy thy love confessing, Now we bend before thy throne.

Crosse.