2 Here, when thy people seek thy face,
And dying sinners pray to live,
Hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place,
And when thou hearest, O forgive.

3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim
The blessed Gospel of thy Son,
Still by the power of his great name
Be mighty signs and wonders done.

4 Hosanna! to their heavenly King,

When children's voices raise that song,
Hosanna! let their angels sing

And heaven with earth the strain prolong.

5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign

Here to abide, no transient guest?

Here will the world's Redeemer reign?
And here the Holy Spirit rest?

6 That glory never hence depart;

Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone:
Thy kingdom come to every heart,

In every bosom fix thy throne.

276 "The glory of Lebanon shall come unto thee, the [L. M. fir tree, the pine tree, and the box together, to

beautify the place of my sanctuary."

LORD of hosts, whose glory fills
The bounds of the eternal hills,
And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands,
To dwell in temples made with hands;

2 Grant that all we who here to-day
Rejoicing this foundation lay,
May be in very deed thine own,
Built on the precious Corner-stone.

3 Endue the creatures with thy grace
That shall adorn thy dwelling-place;
The beauty of the oak and pine,
The gold and silver, make them thine.

4 To thee they all pertain; to thee
The treasures of the earth and sea;
And when we bring them to thy throne
We but present thee with thine own.

5 The heads that guide endue with skill;
The hands that work preserve from ill;
That we, who these foundations lay,
May raise the topstone in its day.

CONSECRATION OF CHURCHES AND
CHAPELS.

277 "O go your way into his gates with thanksgiving, [L. M. and into his courts with praise.”

From the c. Psalm.

WITH one consent let all the earth

To God their cheerful voices raise;
Glad homage pay with awful mirth,
And sing before him songs of praise.

2 Convinced that he is God alone,

From whom both we and all proceed;
We, whom he chooses for his own,

The flock that he vouchsafes to feed.

3 O enter then his temple gate,

Thence to his courts devoutly press;
And still your grateful hymns repeat,
And still his name with praises bless.

4 For he's the Lord, supremely good,
His mercy is for ever sure:

His truth, which always firmly stood,
To endless ages shall endure.

278 "I will wash my hands in innocency, O Lord; and so will I go to thine altar."

From the xxvi. Psalm.

"LI wash my hands in innocence,

I'LL

And round thine altar go;

Pour the glad hymn of triumph thence,
And thence thy wonders show.

2 My thanks I'll publish there, and tell
How thy renown excels;

That seat affords me most delight,
In which thine honour dwells.

[C. M.

279 "The Lord said unto him, I have hallowed this [6s. 45. house to put my name there for ever, and

mine eyes and mine heart shall be there per-
petually."

CHRIST is our corner-stone,

On him alone we build;

With his true saints alone

The courts of heaven are filled:

On his great love

Our hopes we place
Of present grace
And joys above.

2 O then with hymns of praise

These hallowed courts shall ring,

Our voices we will raise

The Three in One to sing;

And thus proclaim

In joyful song

Both loud and long

That glorious name.

3 Here, gracious God, do thou
For evermore draw nigh;
Accept each faithful vow,
And mark each suppliant sigh:

In copious shower

On all who pray

Each holy day

Thy blessings pour.

4 Here may we gain from heaven

The grace which we implore;
And may that grace, once given,
Be with us evermore,

Until that day

When all the blest

To endless rest

Are called away.

R

280

"Arise, O Lord, into thy resting-place."

O

From the cxxxii. Psalm.

WITH due reverence let us all
To God's abode repair;

And prostrate at his footstool fall,
To breathe our humble prayer.

2 Arise, O Lord, and now possess
Thy constant place of rest;
Be that not only with thy ark,
But with thy presence bless'd.

[C. M.

3 Clothe thou thy priests with righteousness,
Make thou thy saints rejoice;
And, for thy servant David's sake,
Hear thy anointed's voice.

281 "O pray for the peace of Jerusalem; they shall [C. M.

prosper that love thee."

From the cxxii. Psalm.

'TWAS a joyful sound to hear

Our tribes devoutly say,

Up, Israel! to the temple haste,
And keep your festal-day.

2 At Salem's courts we must appear,
With our assembled powers,

In strong and beauteous order ranged,
Like her united towers.