Hymn. Before Sermon. 1 THY presence, gracious God, afford; Prepare us to receive Thy Word : Now let Thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mix'd with what we hear : Thus, LORD, Thy. waiting servants bless, And crown Thy Gospel with success. 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above ; 3 To us the sacred Word apply, With sov'reign pow'r and energy; 4 FATHER, in us Thy Son reveal, Teach us to know and do Thy will: Wymn. Before Sermon. 1 DEAREST SAVIOUR, help Thy servant To proclaim Thy wondrous love; Bless, O bless them, To partake the Gospel-feast : O receive us, Let us find Thy promis'd rest. 3 Come, Thou soul-transforming SPIRIT, Bless the sower and the seed; From the Gospel Wymn. After Sermon. 1 SAVIOUR, follow with Thy blessing Truths deliver'd in Thy Name; Shall declare from whence it came : 2 Let the Word be food to nourish Those whom Thou hast call'd Thine own: Let Thy people's graces flourish, Flourish to Thy praise alone : Thou who mad'st the sinner live, Further life alone canst give. 3 Let the sinner see his danger; Show him, LORD, his fearful state, Loving what his soul should hate : Hymn. After Sermon. 1 WHAT now is my object and aim? What now is my hope and desire? And after His image aspire: I trust to recover Thy love; And then to enjoy it above. 2 I thirst for a life-giving GOD, A God that on Calvary died; That gush'd from IMMANUEL's side! The spirit of rapture unknown; Eternally fresh from the throne. Hymn. Dismission. 1 BLEST be the dear uniting love, That will not let us part; We still are one in heart. Where He appoints we go: And show His praise below. 3 O may we ever walk in Him! And nothing know beside, , But JESUS crucified! 4 Closer and closer let us cleave To His belov'd embrace; And grace to answer grace. 5 Partakers of the SAVIOUR's grace, The same in mind and heart; Nor life, nor death, can part. 6 But let us hasten to the day Which shall our flesh restore, And bodies part no more! Wymn. Dismission. 1 O LET our heart and mind Continually ascend, Where all our labours end ! 2 Where all our toils are o'er, Our suff'ring and our pain; Who meet on that eternal shore, Shall never part again. 3 O happy, happy place, Where saints and angels meet! There we shall see each other's face, And all our brethren greet. 4 The church of the first-born, We shall with them be blest, And, crown'd with endless joy, return To our eternal rest. 5 : We shall our time beneath Live out in cheerful hope, And gain the mountain top. 6 To gather home his own GOD shall his angels send, In deathless triumph end. |