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L Let Israel's Consolation, hear;
ET God, who comforts the distress'd,
And make thy richest mercy known,
To every soul thy Son reveal,
Speak our sins forgiven.
ATHER of everlasting grace,
FATe mindful of thy changeless word;
We worship tow'rd that holy place,
In which thou dost thy name record; Dost make thy gracious nature known, That living temple of thy Son.
2 Thou dost with sweet complacence see The temple fill'd with light divine; And art thou not well pleased with me, Who, turning to that heavenly shrine, Through Jesus to thy throne apply, Through Jesus for acceptance cry ? 3 With all who for redemption groan, Father, in Jesus' name we pray; And still we cry and wrestle on,
Till mercy take our sins away: Hear from thy dwelling-place in heaven, And now pronounce our sins forgiven.
862 Pleading for restoring grace.
"TIS enough, my God, my God! Here let me give my wand'rings o'er: No longer trample on thy blood,
And grieve thy gentleness no more;
Who humbly for thy mercy groan:
Of infinite compassion,-hear:
Pressing toward the mac
THANK thee, uncrcred Sun,
That thy bright beams on me have shined I thank thee, who hast overthrown
My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind; I thank thee, whose enlivening voice Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 2 Uphold me in the doubtful race, Nor suffer me again to stray; Strengthen my feet, with steady pace,
Still to press forward in thy way; My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, Fill, satiate, with thy heavenly light. 3 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears; Give to my heart chaste, hallow'd fires; Give to my soul, with filial fears,
The love that all heaven's host inspires, That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite.
4 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; Thee will I love, my Lord, my God; Thee will I love, beneath thy frown
Or smile, thy sceptre or thy rod. What though my flesh and heart decay; Thee shall I love in endless day.
793 Triumphant confidence in the Saviour. 156–a
STILL nigh me, O my Saviour, stand,
And guard in fierce temptation's hour; Hide in the hollow of thy hand;
Show forth in me thy saving power: Still be thy arms my sure defence, Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence. 2 Since thou hast bid me come to thee, (Good as thou art, and strong to save,) I'll walk o'er life's tempestuous sea,
Upborne by the unyielding wave;
And half o'erwhelm my sinking soul;
Unhurt, on snares and death I'll tread: Though sin assail, and hell, thrown wide, Pour all its flames upon my head; Like Moses' bush I'll mount the higher, And flourish, unconsumed, in fire.
1. I love thy king-dom, Lord, The house of thine a-bode,
The church our
blest Redeem er savel With his own precious blood, With his own precious blood.
Love for Zion.
LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,-
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
2 I love thy Church, O God!
Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand.
3 For her my tears shall fall;
For her my prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given,
4 Beyond my highest joy
I prize her heavenly ways;
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
5 Sure as thy truth shall last,
The brightest glories earth can yield,
PRAY, without ceasing, pray,
Pray always; pray, and never faint;
2 In fellowship,—alone,
To God with faith draw near;
Approach his courts, besiege his throne With all the power of prayer:
His mercy now implore,
And now show forth his praise; In shouts, or silent awe, adore
His miracles of grace.
3 From strength to strength go on;
In all his soldiers,-Come,
Till Christ the Lord descend from high, And take the conqu'rors home.
THE power to bless my house,
Yet rend'ring him my constant vows,
2 Shall I not then engage
My house to serve the Lord,— To search the soul-converting page, And feed upon his word:
3 To ask, with faith and hope,
4 Let each his sin eschew,
Through thy restraining grace; Our father Abrah'm's steps pursue, And walk in all thy ways.
5 Saviour of men, incline
The hearts which thou hast made,-Which thou hast bought with blood divine, To ask thy promised aid.
6 Me and my house receive,
4 Then persevere till death
14 Exhortation to praise and thanksgiving. 132-b.
ARISE, and bless the Lord,
Ye people of his choice;
Arise, and bless the Lord your God,
2 Though high above all praise,
Who would not fear his holy Name,
3 O for the living flame,
From his own altar brought,
Then be his love in Christ proclaim'd
5 Arise, and bless the Lord;
1. O for.
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a thousand tongues, to sing My great Redeemer's
The glo-ries of
God and King, The
The glories of my God and King, The glories of my
of my God and King, The tri
General invitation to praise the Redeemer.
FOR a thousand tongues, to sing
2 My gracious Master, and my God,
To spread, through all the earth abroad, The honours of thy Name.
3 Jesus!-the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrows cease; Tis music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
4 He breaks the power of cancell'd sin,
His blood can make the foulest clean;
5 He speaks, and, list'ning to his voice,
6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb, Your loosen'd tongues employ;
Ye blind, behold your Saviour come;
Ah made both day and night;
Whose throne is in the vast abyss
Of uncreated light.
2 Each thought and deed his piercing eyes
3 Whom thou dost guard, O King of kings, No evil shall molest:
Under the shadow of thy wings
4 Thy angels shall around their beds
Thy fath and truth shall shield their heads,
5 May we with calm and sweet repose,
HIE heavenly treasure now we have
But Christ will to the utmost save,
2 Our souls are in his mighty hand,
3 Him eye to eye we there shall see; Our face like his shall shine:
O what a glorious company,
4 O what a joyful meeting there!
Palms in our hands we all shall bear,
5 Then let us lawfully contend,
Behold the Lamb.
LOOK unto Christ, ye nations; own
Your God, ye fallen race;
Look, and be saved through faith alone,
2 See all your sins on Jesus laid:
3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep,
4 With me, your chief, ye then shall know,
And own that love is heaven.
1029 National deliverances ascribed to God. 341-a.
LORD, our fathers oft have told,
Thy wonders in their days perform'd,
2 'Twas not their courage, or their sword, To them salvation gave;
'Twas not their number, or their strength, That did their country save.
3 But thy right hand, thy powerful arm,
4 As thee their God our fathers own'd,
O, therefore, as thou didst to them,
5 To thee the glory we ascribe,
In God, our shield, we will rejoice,