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MALVERN. L. M.

L. MASON.

1 Awake! our souls, away! our fears,

Let every trembling thought be gone;
Awake! and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.

2 True, 'tis a straight and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
Who feeds the strength of every saint :

3 The mighty God, whose matchless power
Is ever new and ever young;
And firm endures while endless years
Their everlasting circles run.

4 From thee, the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a full supply;
While such as trust their native strength,
Shall melt away, and droop, and die.

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I. WATTS.

1 Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue;
My God demands the grateful song;
Let all my inmost powers record
The wondrous mercy of the Lord.

2 Divinely free his mercy flows,

Forgives my sins, allays my woes,
And bids approaching death remove,
And crowns me with indulgent love.

3 His mercy, with unchanging rays, ·
Forever shines, while time decays;
And children's children shall record
The truth and goodness of the Lord.

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WARREN. L. M.

V. C. TAYLOR.

1 Jehovah reigns, exalted high,
O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky;
Though clouds and darkness veil his feet,
His dwelling is the mercy-seat.

2 O ye that love his holy name,

Hate every work of sin and shame ;
He guards the souls of all his friends,
And from the snares of sin defends.

3 Immortal light, and joys unknown,
Are for the saints in darkness sown ;
Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise,
And the bright harvest bless our eyes.

4 Rejoice, ye righteous, and record

The sacred honors of the Lord;
None but the soul that feels his grace,
Can triumph in his holiness.

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1 The Lord! how absolute he reigns! Let every angel bend the knee; Sing of his love in heavenly strains, And speak how fierce his terrors be.

2 High on a throne his glories dwell,

An awful throne of shining bliss: Fly through the world, O sun, and tell How dark thy beams compared to his. 3 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame

In sounds of dreadful praise declare; And the sweet whisper of his name Fill every gentler breeze of air.

1 All people that on earth do dwell,

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell, Come ye before him and rejoice.

2 Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid he did us make; We are his flock, he doth us feed,

And for his sheep he doth us take. 3 O! enter, then, his gates with praise, Approach with joy his courts unto; Praise, laud and bless his name always, For it is seemly so to do.

W. KETHE.

A:D

Whose mer-cy firm, thro' a

2 Praise him in holy strains sublime Employ a melody divine;

Let thoughts celestial seize the soul,
While music from the tongue shall roll.

3 Now let our animation rise
Like sacred incense to the skies;
Nor let one passion, base or vile,
The worship of our God defile. •
4 So shall our condescending King
Accept the tribute that we bring;
And pour his plenteous blessings down,
And all our years with favor crown.

5 So shall our tongues be trained in time
To roll the numbers all divine,
When mortal days and years are done,
And the eternal kingdom come.

1 Come, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing:
Jehovah is the sovereign God,
The universal King.

2 He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.

3 Come, worship at his throne,

Come, bow before the Lord;

We are his works, and not our own;
He formed us by his word.

4 To-day attend his voice,

Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.

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1 Father, in whom we live,

I. WATTS.

In whom we are, and move,
The glory, power, and praise receive
Of thy creating love.

2 Let all the angel throng

Give thanks to God on high, While earth repeats the joyful song, And echoes to the sky.

3 The grace to sinners showed,
Ye heavenly choirs proclaim,
And cry, "Salvation to our God,
Salvation to the Lamb!"

C. WESLEY.

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1 With joy we lift our eyes

To those bright realms above,
That glorious temple in the skies,
Where dwells eternal Love.

2 Before thy throne we bow,
O thou almighty King;
Here we present the solemn vow,
And hymns of praise we sing.

3 While in thy house we kneel,
With trust and holy fear,
Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,
And lend a gracious ear.

4 Lord, teach our hearts to pray,
And tune our lips to sing;
Nor from thy presence cast away
The sacrifice we bring.

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T. JERVIS.

1 Great is the Lord our God,
And let his praise be great;
He makes his churches his abode,
His most delightful seat.

2 These temples of his grace,
How beautiful they stand!

The honors of our native place,
The bulwarks of our land.

3 In every new distress

We'll to his house repair,

We'll think upon his wondrous grace,
And seek deliverance there.

I. WATTS.