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4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
12 10, 12 10, Irregular.
WORSHIP the Lord in the beauty of holiness!
Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim; With gold of obedience and incense of lowli
Kneel and adore Him, the Lord is His name. 2 Low at His feet lay thy burden of carefulness; High on His heart He will bear it for thee, Comfort thy sorrows, and answer thy prayer
Guiding thy steps as may best for thee be.
3 Fear not to enter His courts in the slenderness Of the poor wealth thou wouldst reckon as thine;
Truth in its beauty, and love in its tenderness, These are the offerings to lay on His shrine. 4 These, though we bring them in trembling and fearfulness,
He will accept for the name that is dear; Mornings of joy give for evenings of tearful
Trust for our trembling, and hope for our
5 0 worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness! Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim; With gold of obedience and incense of lowli
Kneel and adore Him-the Lord is His name.
J. S. B. MONSELL.
1 E children of the Father,
Made bold by His own might,
With His own presence bright.
2 Throw every power and passion
Let all your strength be there!
Your inmost souls outpour!
3 Thou openest, Lord! we enter;
And find our Lord at home.
Here, close we wait on Thee,
"Twill be Thy face to see.
T. H. GILL.
YE people of the Lord draw near,
your dignity divine; Before your Father ye appear: Beneath your Saviour's smile ye shine. 2 He made you priests, He made you kings: These robes He wrought, these crowns He
He gave you all these glorious things Himself, the great High Priest above. 3 Come, gladsome in the robes He wrought! Come, glorious with the crowns He wove! Ne'er from your high estate be brought— Ne'er from His full embrace remove! 4 Yield up to no usurping priest,
One gift that cost the Lord so dear :
Make at His table gladsome cheer. 5 In all your dignity appear
While ye show forth its awful price:
6 Your bodies yield, your store present, Your souls bestow, your spirits bring. All odorous with the incense lent
By the High Priest's one offering.
T. H. GILL.
E of the Father loved,
Ye who have known
2 Ye people of the Lord
Who in His love abide;
3 Glad heart, repeat to heart
Thy foes o'erthrown,
Thy sins forgiven,
4 Tell of that saving hour;
Come near! Come near!
O hear and tell!
5 In love, together meet;
The Lord's dear praise
6 In linkéd praise and prayer
From strength to strength
T. H. GILL.
1 TAND up and bless the Lord,
Stand up and bless the Lord your God,
2 Though high above all praise,
3 Oh for the living flame
From His own altar brought,
Our hymns He deigns to hear:
5 God is our strength and song,
Then be His love in Christ proclaimed
6 Stand up and bless the Lord;
The Lord your God adore;