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4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly guesting

Nor ever hence remove;
But sup with us, and let the feast

Be everlasting love. 4 The Lamb worshipped on earth and in heaven

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HOME, let us join our cheerful songs

With angels round the throne :
Ten thousand thousand are their tongues,

But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry,

To be exulted thus:
Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply,

For he was slain for us.
3 Jesus is worthy to receive

Honour and power divine;
And blessings more than we can give,

Be, Lord, forever thine.
4 The whole crention join in one,

To bless the sacred name
Of Him that sits upon the throne,

And to adore the Lamb. 5

L. M. Jesus reigns. WOME, let us tune our loftiest song,

And raise to Christ our joyful strain; Worship and thanks to Hini belong,

Who reigns, and shall*forever reign. 2 His sov'reign power our bodies made;

Our souls are his immortal brenth; And when his creatures sinn'd, he bled,

To save us from eternal death. 3 Burn every breast with Jesus' love;

Bound every heart with rapt'rous joy And saints on earth, with saints above,

Your voices in his praise employ.

4 Extol the Lamb with loftiest song,

Ascend for him our cheerful strain; Worship and thanks to Him belong, Who reigns, and shall forever reign.

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The glories of our King.
COME we that like the Saviour's name,

And joy to make it known,
The Sov’reign of your hearts proclaim,

And bow before his throne.
2 Behold your Lord, your Master, crown'd

With glories all divine :
And tell the wond'ring nations round,

How bright those glories shine.
8 When, in his earthly courts, we view

The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do,

And wish, like them, to sing. 4 And shall we long and wish in vain !

Lord, tench our songs to rise : Thy love can animate the strain,

And bid it reach the skies.

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7 Joining the song of the Church triumphant, CING we the song of those who stand

Around the eternal throne, of every kindred, clime, and land,

A multitude unknown.
2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here;

To-day the young, the old,
Our Saviour and his flock, appear,

One shepherd and one fold.

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3 Tod, trial, suff

ring still await On earth the pilgrim throng; Yet learn we in our low estate

The Church triumphant's song 4 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slam,

Cry the redeemd above, Blessing and honour to obtain,

And everlasting love. 3 Worthy the Lamb, on earth we sing,

Who died our souls to save;
Henceforth, 0 Death, where is thy sting
Thy victory, O Grave?
Then hallelujah! power and praise

To God in Christ be given;
May all who now this anthem raise,
Renew the song in heaven.

9th P. M. 87, 87. Glory to the Lamb. HARKI the notes of angels, singing, ,

Glory, glory
All in heaven their tribute bringing,

Raising high the Saviour's name.
2 Ye for whom his life was given,
Sacred themes to you belong:
Come, assist the choir of heaven;

Join the everlasting song.
8 Fill'd with holy emulation,

We unite with those above :
Sweet the theme-a free salvation-

Fruit of everlasting love.
4 Endless life in him possessing,

Let us praise his precious name; Glory, honour, power, and blessing,

Be forever to the Lamb.

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5th P. M. 4 lines Ts. Saints and angels ever praising God. CONGS of praise the angels sang,

Heaven with hallelujahs rang,
When Jehovah's work begun,
When he spake and it was done.
2 Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of peace was born;
Songs of praise arose, when he
Captive led captivity,
3 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
4 Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amid eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
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Tribute of praise to the Saviour.
JESUS, thou everlasting King,

Accept the tribute which we bring;
Accept thy well-deserved renown,
And wear our praises as thy crown.
2 Let every act of worship be
Like our espousals, Lord, to thee:
Like the blest hour, when from above
We first received the pledge of love.
3 The gladness of that happy day,
O may it ever, ever stay:
Nor let our faith forsake its hold,
Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold.
4 Let every moment, as it flies,
Increase thy praise, improve our joys,
Till we are raised to sing thy Name,
At the great supper of the Lamb.