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Hymns and Spiritual Songs.


6 Bond and free man,

Land and sea man, 1

Earth, with peoples widely stored, L.M.

Wanderer lone o'er prairies ample, All people that on earth do dwell, Full-voiced choir, in costly temple, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice;

Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord ! Him serve with mirth, His praise forth tell,

7 Come ye before Him and rejoice.

Praise Him ever,

Bounteous Giver ; 2 Know ye, the Lord is God indeed; Praise Him, Father, Friend, and Lord!

Without our aid He did us make; Each glad soul its free course winging, We are His fiock, He doth us feed; Lach glad voice its free song singing, And for His sheep He doth us take. Praise the great and mighty Lord !

J. S. BLACKIE. 3 O enter, then, His gates with praise,

Approach with joy. His courts unto: 3 Praise, laud, and bless His name always,

L.M. For it is seemly so to do.

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne 4 Tor why? the Lord our God is good,

Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; His mercy is for ever sure;

Know that the Lord is God alone, His truth at all times firmly stood,

He can create, and He destroy, And shall from age to age endure. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid,

W, KETHE (?) Made us of clay and formed us men;

And when like wandering sheep we 2


He brought us to His fold again.
ANGELS holy:
High and lowly,

3 We are His people, we His care, Sing the praises of the Lord !

Our souls, and all our mortal frame: Earth and sky, all living nature,

What lasting honours shall we rear, Man, the stamp of thy Creator,

Almighty Maker, to Thy name? Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord ! 4 We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful Sun and moon bright,

songs, Night and noonlight,

High as the heavens our voices raise; Starry temples azure-foored ;

And earth, with her ten thousand Cloudandrain, and wild wind'smadness,

tongues, Sons of God that shout for gladness,

Shall fill Thy courts with sounding Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!


s Wide as the world is Thy command; 3 Ocean hoary,

Vast as eternity Thy love;
Tell His glory,

Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand, Cliffs, wheretumbling seas haveroared!

When rolling years shall cease to move. Pulse of waters, blithely beating,

WATTS, Wave advancing, wave retreating, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! 4

75. 4 Rock and high land, Wood and island,

COME, O come, in pious lays,

Sound we God Almighty's praise; Crag, where eagle's pride hath soared; Come, ye sons of human race, Mighty mountains, purple-breasted, In this chorus take your place; Peaks cloud-cleaving, snowy-crested, And, amid the mortal throng, Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!

Be you masters of the song. 5 Rolling river,

2 Angels and supernal powers, Praise Him ever,

Be the noblest worship yours; From the mountain's deep vein poured; Let, in praise of God, the sound Silver fountain, clearly gushing,

Run a never-ending round; Troubled torrent, madly rushing, That our song of praise may be

Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord ! Everlasting, as is He.



3 From the earth's remotest end,

2 Blessed be for evermore Let the voice of praise ascend;

That dread name which we adore ; Spreading wide from shore to shore, Round the world His praise be sung, Let the ocean-fulness roar;

Through all lands, in every tongue. Winds and clouds, as on ye move,

3. O'er all nations God alone, Bear the mighty sound above.

Higher than the heavens His throne; 4 So shall He, from heaven's high tower, Who is like to God most high,

On the earth His blessings pour; Infinite in majesty?
And this huge wide orb we see

+ Yet to view the heavens He bends ; Shall one choir--one temple-be; Then, () come, in pious lays

Yea, to earth He condescends; Sound we God Almighty's praise.

Passing by the rich and great,

For the low and desolate.


5 He can raise the poor to stand L.M. With the princes of the land;

Wealth upon the needy shower,

; Set the meanest high in power. Mercy and truth are all His ways ; Wonders of grace to God belong,

5 He the broken spirit cheers, Repeat His mercies in your song.

Turns to joy the mourner's tears; 2 Give to the Lord of Lords renown;

Such the wonders of His ways; The King of Kings with glory crown;

Praise His name-for ever praise. His mercies ever shall endure, (more.

J. CONDER. When lords and kings are known no 8 3 He built the earth, He spread the sky,

78. And fixed the starry lights on high ; (EAVEN and earth, and sea and air, Wonders of grace to God belong;

Repeat His mercies in your song. Thou, my soul, as loudly sing, 4 He fills the sun with morning light,

To thy God thy praises bring. He bids the moon direct the night; 2 See the sun his power awakes, His mercies ever shall endure,

As through clouds his glory breaks ; When sun and moon shall shine no See the moon and stars of light

Praising God in stillest night. 5 He sent His Son with power to save 3 See how God this rolling globe From guilt and darkness and the grave; Swathes with beauty like a robe;

Wonders of grace to God belong; Forests, fields, and living things,

Repeat His mercies in your song. Each its Maker's glory sings. 6 Through this vain world He guides our Through the air Thy praises meet feet,

Birds are singing clear and sweet; And leads us to His heavenly seat:

Fire, and storm, and wind, Thy will His mercies ever shall endure,

As Thy ministers fultil. When this vain world shall be no more.

5 Ocean waves Thy glory tell, WATTS.

At Thy touch they sink and swell; 6

From the well-spring to the sea, 7s.

Rivers murmur, Lord, of Thee. God of mercy, God of grace,

Show the brightness of Thy face; 6 Ah! my God, what wonders lie
Shine upon us, Saviour, shine,

Hid in Thine infinity!
Fill Thy Church with light divine; Stamp upon my inmost heart
And Thy saving health extend,

What I am, and what Thou art.
Unto earth's remotest end.

J. NEANDER, trans. J. D. BURNS.* 2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; Be by all that live adored; 9

73. Let the nations shout and sing Glory to their Saviour King;

HOLX Holy, Holy Lord!

Be Thy glorious name adored ; At Thy feet their tribute pay,

Lord! Thy mercies never fail; And Thy holy will obey.

Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord, 2 Though unworthy, Lord! Thine ear,

Earth shall then her fruits afford; Yet our hallelujahs hear;
God to man His blessing give;

Purer praise we hope to bring,
Man to God devoted live;

When around Thy throne we sing. All below, and all above, One in joy and light and love.

3 While on earth ordained to stay, H. F. LYTE.

Guide our footsteps in Thy way;

Then on high we'll joyful raiso 7

Songs of everlasting praise.

+ Then no tongue shall silent be; To our God the song of praise; All shall join in harmony; All His servar join to sing

And through heaven's all-spacious round God our Saviour and our King.

Praise to Thce shall ever sound.

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5 Lord! Thy mercies never fail; 20 may this bounteous God, Hail, celestial goodness, hail !

Through all our life be ncar us, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord !

With ever joyful hearts
Be Thy glorious name adored.

And blessèd peace to cheer us.
B. WILLIAMS. O may He, by His grace,

With ceaseless care sustain 10 Us, whom He hath redeemed

From want, and woe, and pain. HOLY, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty!

Gratefully adoring, our song shallrise 3 Glory and praise to God-
to Thee;

To Father, Son, be given,
Holy, Holy, Holy! Merciful and Mighty; And to the Holy Ghost,

God in Three Persons, Blessèd Trinity! On high enthroned in Heaven. 2 Holy, Holy, Holy! all the saints adore Praise to the Triune God; Thee,

With powerful arm and strong, Casting down theirgolden crowns around

He changeth night to day; the glassy sea;

Praise Him with grateful song

DENDELSSOHN xlx. RIX KART, Cherubim and seraphim falling down

before Thee, Who wert, and art, and evermoreshalt be. 13

75. · Iloly. Holy, Holy! though the darkness ET us, with a gladsome mind, hide Thee,

; Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory For His mercies shall endure, may not see;

Ever faithful, ever sure.
Only Thou art holy, there is none beside

2 He, with all-commanding might, Pcrfect in power, in love and purity.

Filled the new-made world with light;

For His mercies shall endure, 4 Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty! Ever faithful, ever sure. All Thy works shall praise Thy name, in earth and sky and sea;

3 He the golden-tressèd sun

Caused all day his course to run; JIoly, Holy, Holy ! Merciful and Mighty, Cod in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity!

For His mercies shall endure,

Ever faithful, ever sure.

R, HEBER.* 11

4 All things living He doth feed; 78. double.

His full hand supplies their need; HOLY. Holy Holy, Lord

For His mercies shall endure,
God of Hosts! when heaven and earth, Ever faithful, ever sure.
Out of darkness, at Thy word,

5 He His chosen race did bless, Issued into glorious birth,

In the wasteful wilderness;
All Thy works before Thee stood,

For His mercies shall endure,
And Thine eyes beheld them good; Ever faithful, ever sure.
While they sang, with sweet accord,

6 He hath, with a piteous eye, Holy, Holy, Holy Lord !

Looked upon our misery : 2 Holy, Holy, Holy! Thee

For His mercies shall endure,
One Jehovah evermore,

Ever faithful, ever sure.
Father, Son, and Spirit, we,
Dust and ashes, would adore;

7 Let us, then, with gladsome mind, Ligbtly by the world esteemed ;

Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; From that world by Thee redeemed,

For His mercies shall endure, Sing we here, with glad accord,

Ever faithful, ever sure. Holy, Holy, Holy Lord !

MILTON. 3 Holy, Holy, Holy! all Heaven's triumphantchoirsshallsing: 14

C.M. When the ransomed nations fall

L At the footstool of their King,

ONG as I live I'll bless Thy name, Then shall saints and seraphim,

My King, my God of love; Harps and voices swell one hymn,

My work and joy shall be the same Round the throne with full accord

In the bright world above. Holy, Holy, Holy Lord !

2 Great is the Lord, His power unknown, J. MONTGOMERY. And let His praise be great;

I'll sing the honours of Thy throne, 12

Thy works of grace repeat.
ET all men praise the Lord,

3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue,

And while my lips rejoice,
In worship lowly bending,
On His most holy word,

The men that hear my sacred song Redeemed from woe, depending.

Shall join their cheerful voice. He gracious is, and just;

4 Fathers to sons shall teach Thy name, From childhood us doth lead;

And children learn Thy ways; In Him we place our trust

Ages to come Thy truth proclaim, And hope, in time of need.

And nations sound Thy praisa.


5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date 8 Go, return, immortal Saviour!

Shall through the world be known; Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne: Thine arm of power, Thy heavenly state Thence return, and reign for ever: With public splendour shown.

Be the kingdom all Thine own.

R. ROBINSON. 6 The world is governed by Thy hands, Thy saints are ruled by love;

17 And Thine eternal kingdom stands,

L.M. Though rocks and hills remove.


God, my King, Thy various praise MY

Shall fill the remnant of my days;

Thy grace employ my humble tongue, 15


Till death and glory raise the song.

2 The wings of every hour shall bear MEET and right it is to sing,

Some thankful tribute to Thine car, In every time and place, Glory to our Heavenly King,

And every setting sun shall see The God of truth and grace;

New works of duty done for Thee. Join we then with sweet accord,

3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim ; All in one thanksgiving join :

Thy bounty flows an endless stream; Holy, Holy, Holy Lord,

Thy mercy swift, Thine anger slow, Eternal praise be Thine!

But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 2 Vying with that happy choir,

4 Thy works with sovereign glory shine, Who chant Thy praise above,

And speak Thy majesty divine; We on eagles' wings aspire,

Let Britain round her shores proclaim The wings of faith and love.

The sound and honour of Thy name. Thee they sing with glory crowned; 5 Let distant times and nations raise We extol the dying Lamb;

The long succession of Thy praise; Lower if our voices sound,

And unborn ages make my song Our song is still the same.

The joy and labour of their tongue 3 Father, God, Thy love we praise, 6 But who can speak Thy wondrous deeds? Which gave Thy Son to die;

Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds: Jesus, full of truth and grace,

Vast and unsearchable Thy ways, Alike we glorify.

Vast and immortal be Thy praise! Spirit, Comforter divine,

WATTS. Praise by all to Thee be given; Till we in full chorus join,


S.M. And earth is turned to heaven!


My soul, repeat His praise,

Whose mercies are so great; 16

Whose anger is so slow to rise, 8.7.

So ready to abate.

God will not always chide;

And when His strokes are felt, May an infant lisp Thy name? His strokes are fewer than our crime3, Lord of men as well as angels,

And lighter than our guilt. Thou art every creature's theme !

3 High as the heavens are raised 2 Lord of every land and nation,

Above the ground we tread, Ancient of eternal days!

So far the riches of His grace Sounded through the wide creation

Our highest thoughts exceed. Be Thy just and lawful praise.

His power subdues our sins; 3 For the grandeur of Thy nature,

And His forgiving love,
Grand beyond a seraph's thought; Far as the east is from the west,
For created works of power, -

Doth all our guilt remove.
Works with skilland kindness wrought;

5 The pity of the Lord 4 For Thy providence, that governs

To those that fear His name, Through Thine empire's wide domain, Is such as tender parents feel; Wings an angel, guides a sparrow,

He knows our feeble frame. Blessed be Thy gentle reign!

6 He knows we are but dust, 5 But Thy rich, Thy free redemption, Scattered with every breath;

Dark through brightness all along! His anger, like a rising wind, Thought is poor, and poor expression; Can send us swift to death. Who dare sing that awful song?

7 Our days are as the grass, 6 Brightness of the Father's glory,

Or like the morning flower; Shall Thy praise unuttered lie? If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, Tly, my tongue, such guilty silence!

It withers in an hour. Sing the Lord who came to die;

8 But Thy compassions, Lord, 7 From the highest throne in glory,

To endless years endure; To the cross of deepest woe;

And children's children ever find All to ransom guilty captives;

Thy words of promise sure. Flow, my praise, for ever tow,



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