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L. M. FIRST PART. Blendon [*] The Glory of Christ and Power of his Gospel. OW be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour King; e Jesus the Lord, how heavenly fair His form! how bright his beauties are ' -2 O'er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace; o Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose. g 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of thy sword; In majesty and glory ride,

With truth and meekness at thy side. e 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart; e Or words of mercy, kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at thy feet.

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5 Thy throne, O God, forever stands,
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands;
Thy laws and works are just and right,
Justice and grace are thy delight.

-6 God, thine own God, has richly shed
His oil of gladness on thy head;

o And with his sacred Spirit blest

His first-born Son above the rest.

L. M. SECOND PART.

Oporto.

Christ and his Church.

Green's. [*]

• 1 THE King of saints, how fair his face! Adorned with majesty and grace

o He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.

b 2 At his right hand, our eyes behold
The queen, arrayed in purest gold;
-The world admires her heavenly dress,
Her robe of joy and righteousness.

3 He forms her beauties like his own,
He calls and seats her near his throne:
b Fair stranger, let thy heart forget
The idols of thy native state.

-4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the favorite of his choice;

Let him be loved, and yet adored,
For he's thy Maker, and thy Lord.
50 happy hour, when thou shalt rise
To his fair palace in the skies!
And all thy sons, a numerous train,
Each like a prince in glory reign.

g 6 Let endless honours crown his head;
Let every age his praises spread;
-While we with cheerful songs approve
The condescensions of his love.

PSALM 46. L.M. 1ST Pr. Leeds. Blendon.[*]
Church's Safety amidst Desolations.

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OD is the refuge of his saints,

G When storms of sharp distress invade;

Ere we can offer our complaints,

Behold him present with his aid.

o 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled,
Down to the deep and buried there;
Convulsions shake the solid world;
Our faith shall never yield to fear.
u 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar-
e In sacred peace our souls abide;
-While every nation, every shore,
e Trembles and dreads the swelling tide.
e 4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God;

b Life, love, and joy still gliding through,
And watering our divine abode.

-5 That sacred stream, thy holy word,
Our grief allays, our fear controls:
Sweet peace thy promises afford,
And give new strength to fainting souls.

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6 Zion enjoys her monarch's love,
Secure against a threatening hour;
Nor can her firm foundations move,
Built on his truth, and armed with power.

L. M. SECOND PART. Blendon. [*]
God fights for his Church.

ET Zion in her King rejoice,
Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise

g He utters his almighty voice,

e The nations melt-the tumult dies.

o 2 The Lord, of old, for Jacob fought; And Jacob's God is still our aid:

e Behold the works his hand hath wrought;
a What desolations he has made!

o 3 From sea to sea, through all the shores,
He makes the noise of battle cease;
g When from on high his thunder roars,
He awes the trembling world to peace.
s 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear;
Chariots he burns with heavenly flame :
p Keep silence, all the earth,—and hear
The sound and glory of his name.

d 5 "Be still-and learn that I am God!
"I'll be exalted o'er the lands;

"I will be known and feared abroad,
"But still my throne in Zion stands."
e 6.0 Lord of hosts, almighty King,
e While we so near thy presence dwell
-Our faith shall sit secure, and sing
o Defiance to the gates of hell.

PSALM 47. C. M. Christmas. Arundel [*]
Christ ascending and reigning.
FOR a shout of sacred joy,

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To God the sovereign King!
Let every land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.

-2 Jesus our God ascends on high,
His heavenly guards around,
Attend him rising through the sky,
With trumpets' joyful sound.

o 3 While angels shout and praise their King
Let mortals learn their strains:

Let all the earth his honours sing;
O'er all the earth he reigns.

e 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound,
Let knowledge lead the song;

Nor mock him with a solemn sound,
Upon a thoughtless tongue.

-5 In Israel stood his ancient throne,
He loved that choser race;

o But now he calls the world his own, And heathens taste his grace.

6 The Gentile nations are the Lord's, There Abraham's God is known;

g While powers and princes, shields and swords, Submit before his throne.

PSALM 48. S.M. 1ST Pr. Dover. Peckham. [*] V.1-8. The Church the Honour and Safety of a Nation. NREAT is the Lord our God,

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Gand let his praise be great;

He makes his churches his abode,
His most delightful seat.

2 These temples of his grace,
How beautiful they stand!
-The honours of our native place,
The bulwarks of our land.

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3 In Zion God is known,
A refuge in distress;

e How bright has his salvation shone,
Through all her palaces!

4 When kings against her joined,
And saw the Lord was there;

d In wild confusion of the mind,
They fled with hasty fear.

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5 [When navies, tall and proud,
Attempt to spoil our peace,

o He sends his tempest, roaring loud,
And sinks them in the seas.]

6 Oft have our fathers told,

Our eyes have often seen,

How well our God secures the fold,
Where his own sheep have been.

7 In every new distress

We'll to his house repair;

We'll think upon his wondrous grace,
And seek deliverance there.

S. M. SECOND PART. Kibworth. St. Thomas. [*]

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Ver. 10-14. Gospel Worship and Order.

1F The world declares thy praise;

AR as thy name is known,

Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne,
Their songs of honour raise.

• 2 With joy let Judah stand
On Zion's chosen hill,

• Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,
And counsels of thy will.

3 Let strangers walk around
The city where we dwell;
Compass and view the holy ground,
And mark the building well-

• 4 The order of thy house,

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The worship of thy court,

The cheerful songs, the solemn vows,—
And make a fair report.

5 How decent and how wise!
How glorious to behold!

-Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes;
And rites adorned with gold.

• 6 The God we worship now,
Will guide us till we die;

Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the sky.

PSALM 49. C. M. FIRST PART. Walsal. [b]

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Ver. 6-14. The Vanity of Life and Riches.

WHY

HY does the man of riches grow
To insolence and pride,

To see his wealth and honours flow,

With every rising tide?

2 [Why doth he treat the poor with scorn,
Made of the self-same clay,
And boast as though his flesh was born
Of better dust than they?]

3 Not all his treasure can procure
His soul a short reprieve;
Redeem from death one guilty hour,
Or make his brother live.

4 [Life is a blessing can't be sold;
The ransom is too high;

Justice will ne'er be bribed with gold,
That man may never die.