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We thy little flock adore
Thee, our Lord, for evermore! YE servants of God, your great Mas- Evermore show us thy love, ter proclaim,
Till we join the choirs above! And publish' abroad his most excellent
name; The name all victorious of Jesus ex.
569. T. 22. tol, His kingdom is glorious, He rules over BLESS, O my soul, the God of grace! all.
His favours claim thy highest praise ;
How can the wonders he hath wrought 2 God ruleth in heaven, almighty to Be lost in silence, and forgot ?
save, And yet he is with us, his presence we
2 'Twas he, my soul, that sent his
Son have; The great congregation his triumphs To die for crimes which thou hast
done; shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus, our King. The hourly follies of our lives.
He paid the ransom, and forgives 3 Salvation be brought 'unto God on 3 Our youth decay'd his pow'r rethe throne,
pairs, Let all sing rejoicing, and honor the His mercy crowns our growing years ;
He satisfies our souls with good, The praises of Jesus the angels' pro- And filleth us with heav'nly food.
claim, Fall down on their faces, and worship 4 Letthe whole earth his pow'r confess, the Lamb.
Let all mankind adore his
Let us with all our powers sing, 4. Then let us adore him and give him Praise to our Saviour, God and King. All glory, and power, and wisdom, and might,
T. 14. And honor, and blessing, with angels above,
COME let us join our cheerful songs And thanks never ceasing for infinite With angels round the throne ; love.
Ten thousand thousands are their
But all their joys are one.. 568. T. 11.
2 “Worthy the Lamb that dy'd," BRETHREN, let us join to bless
they cry, Jesus Christ, our joy and
• To be exalted thus;"
peace ; Let our praise to him be giv'n,
Worthy the Lamb," our hearts reply, Who is Lord of earth and heav'n.
« For he was slain for us.” 2 Jesus, lo! to thee we bow, 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Thou art Lord, and only Thou;
Honor and pow'r divine; Thou the woman's promis'd Seed,
And blessings more than we can give, Glory of thy chụrch, and Head.
Be, Lord, for ever thine. 3 Thee the angels ceaseless sing, 4. The whole creation join in one,
To bless the sacred name
And to adore the Lamb.
573. T. 14. WE sing to God, whose tender love Not all the angels of the sky, Caus'd him to leave his throne above, Nor happy, saints above, To dwell with sinful worms below, Have greater cause to praise than I And save them from eternal woe. The Saviour's dying love. 2 On fallen men he cast his eye,
2 Had I an angel's heav'nly tongue, In depths of mis’ry saw them lie; Or seraphs melody, Pity'd their stałe, resolv'd to come,
Mytheme should be his praise, who hung And suffer freely in their room. Upon the cross for me. 3 A mortal body he assum'd,
3 For thee he hangs ! my soul, rejoice; Groan’d, bled and dy'd, and was en
For thee, my soul, expires; tomb'd;
Then sing his love with thankful voice, At length, the work thus finished, Sing what his love inspires. He rose triumphant from the dead. 4 Til fleeting time shall have an end,
And 4 To heav'n's bright realms he took Due praise shall from his church ascend,
shall cease to roll, his flight,
And spread from pole to pole. Beyond the reach of mortal sight; There pleads with God for ransom'd 5 How sweet the precious gospel sounds
In the believer's ear! men, Thence will in glory come again.
This balsam heals his cank’ring
wounds, 5 To Jesus, our exalted Head,
And dries each anxious tear.
6. But tears of joy must ever flow
For Jesus' wondrous love, Our tongues shall evermore proclaim,
And when I leave this world below,
I'll sing his praise above. 572. T, 14. O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
574. My dear Redeemer's praise !
AWAKE, and sing the song The glories of my God and King,
Of Moses and the Lamb! The triumphs of his grace.
Wake ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue,
To praise the Saviour's name! 2 Jesus, the name that charmsour fears, That bids our sorrows cease ;
2 Sing of his dying love, In the poor contrite sinners' ears,
Sing of his rising pow'r: . 'Tis life, and health, and peace.
Sing how he intercedes above
For us whose sins he bore. 3 His grace subdues the pow'r of sin, 3 Ye pilgrims on the road He sets the pris'ners free;
To Zion's city, sing!
În Christ, th'eternal King! 4 He speaks, and list'ning to his voice 4 Soon shall we hear him
say, New life the dead receive;
• Ye blessed children, come !" The mournful, broken hearts rejoice, Soon will he call us hence away, The humble
To our eternal home. 5 Hear him,yedeaf; his praise, yedumb, 5 There shall our raptur'd tongues, Your loosen'd tongues employ;
His endless praise proclaim; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come; And sweeter voices tune the song And leap, ye lame, for joy.
Of Moses and the Lamb.
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576.* T. 155. To God the only wise,
THOU, my Light, my Leading-stár, Our Saviour and our King, Who hast kindly me directed, Let all the saints below the skies And protected; Their humble praises bring.
When thy mercies, daily new,
I review, 2 'Tis his almighty love,
In the dust I fall before thee, His counsel and his care,
Lost in wonder I adore thee, Preserves us safe from sin and death, They are great, yea numberless. And ev'ry hurtful snare.
ak, 3 He will present our souls Unblemish'd and complete,
T. 249. Before the glory of his face,
IN humble, grateful lays, With joys divinely great.
The Lord :/j: of hosts we praise, 4 Once all the chosen race
His saving name confess;
And make his wonders known. Amen, Hallelujah! 5. To our Redeemer-God,
2 Praise to the slaughter'd Lamb!
His love :||: we will proclaim,
Who dy'd, us to redeem ;
Let ev'ry being that hath breath,
Extol his meritorious death, And with humble adoration, 'Fore the Lord, he's always near
From angels and from men, To his ransom'd congregation.
To the Lamb slain
All honour doth pertain.
581.* IN joyful hymns of praise,
O THAT we with gladness of spirit Like one man, sweetly raise
for ever Voices quite united;
Adored and praised our crucify’d SaWith your liturgic lays
viour! Your Saviour is delighted;
O might each pulsation thanksgiving He'll with gracious éar
express, Your thanksgiving hear,
And each. breath we draw be an anFeel that he is near!
them of praise !
2 The Lamb, who by blood our salvaWHEN allthy mercies, Lord, to mind tion obtained, we call,
Took on him our curse, and death freeAstonish'd at thy feet we humbly fall, ly sustained, Grant us still in future, thy kind di- Is worthy of praises, let with one acrection,
cord, Till in us all the aim of thy election All people say Amen, O praise ye the
Be quite obtain'd. Lord'!
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To Jesus Christ, our gracious Lord; Hallelujah!
Bless, bless his name with one accord. Let heav'n and earth reply, Amen!
3 A Gro
Of PRAYER and SUPPLICATION.
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THIS yields me joy,
Thatwith unweary'd patience heisready pow'r,
most needy, But 'tis thro' mercy I must live each hour;
And to relieve my wants is nigh, His precious death doth strength to me This yields me joy! afford,
2 Long as I live, Thus. I can all things do, thro' Christ The promises of Jesus
I'll to myself apply, to me they're pre
And pond'ring on his wonders kneel
the dust adore him,
I of his love fresh proofs receive, 4 He is my All, my Sacrifice and Priest, While here I live. My Lord and God, my Saviour Jesus
3 I'm well assurd. Christ
His love to me is tender;
Tho' I may not immediately experience grace, And gain new strength to run my fu. The succour which I ask, i’I! wait with
faith and patience, ture race; He sheds abroad in me his love divine, For he at last will help afford, I know that I am his, and he is mine. I'm well assurd,
3 Grant me a harmless, dove-like mind,
O may I labor constantly His chosen witnesses ;
Endow'd with spirit's poverty, Where'er we are, to him ourselves ad- From ev'ry hurtful influence freed,
dressing In pray'r, we surely shall not fail to 4 In peace with all.may I be found, share his blessing;
Clearly thy gospel-truth propound, We therefore sing with one accord :
In praying faithful be;
A share in others' welfare take, Praise ye the Lord !
The schemes and plots of Satan break,
Fast bound unto thy church and thee.
5 Presence of mind on me bestow, QUITE alone, and yet not lonely, A readiness O may I show
I'll converse with God Friend, To execute thy will;
I my time in pray'r will spend. Partaking of thy flesh and blood, 2 O how blessed are the moments,
My soul with thy love's ardor fill. When the Lord himself draws near, 16 May I be serious, childlike too, When I feel his gracious presence, In all essentials firm and true; And he listens to my pray'ı!
Give me a trusty ear;
A constant, genuine brother's heart, 586. T. 14.
To sympathize with ev'ry smart, MANY complaints to Christ I can
And gladly others' burdens bear. Ev'n by a sigh relate,
7 In converse make me tractable Which I can't represent to man,
And mild, in storms invincible, They are too delicate.
And never prone to yield;
May I maintain incessantly 587.
A tender fellowship with thee,
From day to day by grace upheld. NE'ER dejected—unaffected
8 Thy unction O may I obey, May I walk before thee here; And tread the pilgrim's rugged way, What' distresses,—or oppresses,
Grant I may shun no toil; Pouring in thy faithful ear.
In all my senses render me
Well exercis'd, and let me be
Anointed with thy gladd’ning oil. WITH ardent longing, at thy feet, 9 What for myself I thus request, Lord Jesus Christ, I humbly wait,
That pray I also for the rest O lend a gracious ear
Of those, who cheerfully Unto my manifold complaints; Go forth salvation to proclaim I trust thou wilt relieve
wants, Thro' faith in thy most holy name, And deign thy needy child to hear,
Wherever they are sent by thee. 2 Grant me an upright simple heart, 10 O Pather, me with pleasure own A cheerful mind to me impart, The dear-bought purchase of thy Son; Free from sin's galling load;
O Spirit, bless thou me, O may I of my sinfulness
Guide and protect me as thy child; Always retain a consciousness, Lord Christ, who me hast reconcil'd,
But not serve sin ; forbid it, God! Preserve me thine eternally,