And now He pleads our cause above 3 All hail, triumphant Lord! Heaven with hosannas rings, 4 Great King, gird on Thy sword, This day let sinners own Thy sway, 137 E. Scott. T. Cotterill. WELCOME, delightful morn, 6,6,6,6,8,8 Lord, make these moments blest. 2 Now may the King descend, While saints address Thy face; 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all Thy quickening powers, And bless these sacred hours: Hayward, in J. Dobell's Coll. 138 L. M. AGAIN the Lord's own day is here, 2 For by His flock their Lord declared 3 We, one and all, of Him possessed, 4 Eternal glory, rest on high, True peace and gladness, and a throne, 5 And therefore unto Thee we sing, 15th Century. Tr. J. M. Neale. 139 7s. 61. HOLY, holy, holy Lord, God of Hosts, eternal King, By the heavens and earth adored! Chanting everlastingly, To the blessed Trinity. 2 Since by Thee were all things made, And in Thee do all things live, Be to Thee all honor paid, Praise to Thee let all things give, Singing everlastingly 3 Thousands, tens of thousands stand, To the blessed Trinity. 4 Cherubim and seraphim Veil their faces with their wings; To behold the King of kings, 5 Thee, apostles, prophets, Thee, Thee, the Church in every land, To the blessed Trinity. 6 Alleluia, Lord, to Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To the blessed Trinity. C. Wordsworth. 140 7,8,7,8,7,7 HARK! the loud celestial hymn, In unceasing chorus praising, 2 Lo! the apostolic train Join Thy sacred name to hallow. And the white-robed martyrs follow; 3 Holy Father, Holy Son, Holy Spirit, Three we name Thee, Undivided God, we claim Thee; 4 Spare Thy people, Lord, we pray, 141 Never let us be confounded. Lo! I put my trust in Thee; HOLY, holy, holy Lord C. A. Walworth. 7s. 81. God of hosts! when heaven and earth, Out of darkness, at Thy word, Issued into glorious birth, All Thy works before Thee stood, 2 Holy, holy, holy! Thee, One Jehovah evermore, Dust and ashes, would adore : 3 Holy, holy, holy! all Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing, At the footstool of their King: 142 J. Montgomery. WE give immortal praise 6,6,6,6,8,8. And all our hopes above: 2 To God the Son belongs Who saved us by His blood From everlasting woe: And now He lives, and now He reigns, 3 To God the Spirit praise And endless worship give, Makes the dead sinner live: 4 Almighty God, to Thee Be endless honors done; The Godhead only One; Where reason fails with all her powers, There faith prevails and love adores. I. Watts. |