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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

grace;

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,

570.

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

tongues,

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
Thee we praise, our Priest and King;
Worthy is thy name of praise, Of him that sits upon the throne,
Full of glory, full of grace.

And to adore the Lamb.
Y

his right,

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T. 22.

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,

years

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.
Immortal honors now be paid;
The glory of his saving name

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!
His blood can make the foulest clean, Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God,
His blood availd for me.

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

poor
believe.

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,

· 580.

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;
Shall meet around the throne, Yea, filld with holy awe, revere
Shall praise him for his saving grace, The Father, Soo and Comforter.

And make his wonders known. Amen, Hallelujah! 5. To our Redeemer-God,

Hallelujah,
Wisdom and pow'r belongs,

Amen, Hallelujah!
Immortal crowns of majesty,
And everlasting songs.

2 Praise to the slaughter'd Lamb!

His love :||: we will proclaim,
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T. 83.

Who dy'd, us to redeem ;
NOW with joyful songs appear,

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.
With the poor he deigns to dwell:
He is nam'd Immanuel.
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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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PRAISES, thanks, and adoration, To God, the Father, Son,
Be given to God without cessation, And Spirit, Three in One,

To Jesus Christ, our gracious Lord; Hallelujah!
For his mercy, love, and favor, In highest strain
To us, his flock, endure for ever : Praise the Lamb slain !

Bless, bless his name with one accord. Let heav'n and earth reply, Amen!

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THIS yields me joy,
THE love of Christ to me is greater far That God in his compassion,
Than outwardly it doth to man appear; Doth not reject my pray'r and suppli-
When I' before him my complaints cation,
make known,

But graciously
He sympathizeth with them as his own. Regards my poverty ;
2 I know that in myself I have no At all times, to attend to me his child

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

cious;
3 As oft as I approach the holy place, When I to him
And bow 'fore him, by whom I live My faithful Saviour cleave,

And pond'ring on his wonders kneel
Then graciously he answers my request, before him,
And thus my troubled heart is sooth’d Praise him with tears of joy, and in
to rest,

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;
His am I both in body and in soul,
Me neither sin, nor Šatan can control. Therefore I now my all to him surrender;

He's merciful,
5 I daily drink the healing streams of a kind forgiving Lord;

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,

thro' grace,

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my

Praise

ye
the Lord,

3 Grant me a harmless, dove-like mind,
Whose kindness, grace and favor To true humility inclin'd,
Unto his congregation lasts for ever; Thy will be mine indeed;
Whose presence cheers

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;
Now from worldly cares receding, When I enjoy the highest good,

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
T. 580.

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

my

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,

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