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6 We would see Jesus : this is all we're need
ing; Strength, joy, and willingness come with
the sight; We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading ; Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night.
S. M. I LOVE Thy kingdom, Lord,
The house of Thine abode,
With His own precious blood.
2 For her my tears shall fall ;
For her my prayers ascend ;
Till toils and cares shall end.
3 Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways,
Her hymns of love and praise. 4 Jesus, Thou friend divine,
Our Saviour and our King,
Shall great deliverance bring. 5 Sure as Thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
And let His praise be great ;
His most delightful seat.
2 These temples of His grace,
How beautiful they stand,
And bulwarks of our land.
3 In Zion God is known,
A refuge in distress;
Through all her palaces. 4 Oft have our fathers told,
Our eyes have often seen,
Where His own sheep have been. 5 In every new distress
We'll to His house repair ;
8s, 7s. 81. GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God ;
Form'd thee for His own abode ;
What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
2 See, the streams of living waters
Springing from eternal love,
And all fear of want remove.
Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? Grace which, like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age. 3 Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near ; Thus deriving from their banner,
Light by night, and shade by day, Safe they feed upon the manna
Which He gives them when they pray.
4 Blest inhabitants of Zion,
Washed in the Redeemer's blood ! Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God. 'T is His love His people raises
Over self to reign as kings :
7s, 6s. 81. THE Church's one foundation
Is Jesus Christ her Lord ;
By water and the word ;
To be His holy bride ;
And for her life He died.
2 Elect from every nation,
Yet one o'er all the earth,
One Lord, one faith, one birth ;
Partakes one holy food,
With every grace endued. 3 Though with a scornful wonder,
Men see her sore oppressed,
By heresies distressed ;
“How long ?
Shall be the morn of song.
4. 'Mid toil and tribulation,
And tumult of her war,
Of peace for evermore ;
Her longing eyes are blest,
Shall be the church at rest.
5 Yet she on earth hath union
With God the Three in One,
With those whose rest is won ;
Lord, give us grace, that we,
S. J. Stone.
11,11,11,5. LORD of our life, and God of our salvation, Star of our night, and hope of ev'ry na
tion, Hear and receive Thy Church's supplication,
Lord God Almighty. 2 See round Thine ark the hungry billows
curling; See how Thy foes their banners are unfurl
ing, Lord, while their darts envenomed they are hurling,
Thou canst preserve us.
3 Lord, Thou canst help when earthly armor
faileth, Lord, Thou canst save when deadly sin
assaileth, Lord, o'er Thy church nor death nor hell prevaileth,
Grant us Thy peace, Lord. 4 Peace in our hearts, our evil thoughts as
suaging, Peace in Thy church, where brothers are
engaging, Peace, when the world its busy war is waging,
Send us, O Saviour. 5 Grant us Thy help till foes are backward
driven, Grant them Thy truth, that they may be
forgiven, Grant peace on earth, and, after we have striven, Peace in Thy Heaven.
M. A. von Löwenstern. Tr. P. Pusey.