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4 May the gospel's joyful sound
Conquer sinners, comfort saints,
Make the fruits of grace abound,
Bring relief from all complaints :
Thus let all our Sabbaths prove,
Till we join the church above.

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L. M.

Praise to our Creator.

1 YE nations round the earth, rejoice

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Before the Lord, your sovereign King;
Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;
With all your tongues his glory sing.
2 The Lord is God; 't is he alone

Doth life, and breath, and being give;
We are his work, and not our own,
The sheep that on his pastures live.
3 Enter his gates with songs of joy;
With praises to his courts repair;
And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honors there.
4 The Lord is good; the Lord is kind;
Great is his grace, his mercy sure;
And all the race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.

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S. M.

The Sabbath welcomed.

1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast
And these rejoicing eyes.

2 The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise, and pray.

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3 One day amid the place

Where Christ, my Lord, has been
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasure and of sin.

4 My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,

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Till called to rise and soar away
To everlasting bliss.

S. P. M.

Delight in the House of God.

1 HOW pleased and blest was I

To hear the people cry,

"Come, let us seek our God to-day!"

Yes, with a cheerful zeal,

We haste to Zion's hill,

And there our vows and honors pay. 2 Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace,

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And walls of strength embrace thee round;
In thee our tribes appear,
To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel's joyful sound.
3 May peace attend thy gate,
And joy within thee wait,
To bless the soul of every guest;
The man who seeks thy peace,
And wishes thine increase,

A thousand blessings on him rest.

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1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create and he destroy.

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2. His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men ;
And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.
3 We are his people; we his care;
Our souls, and all our mortal frame:
What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name?

4 We'll crowd thy gates, with thankful songs,
High as the heaven our voices raise;
And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.
5 Wide as the world is thy command;
Vast as eternity thy love;

Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

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The Lord's Day Morning.

1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light
Awakes the kindling ray,
Unseals the eyelids of the morn,
And pours increasing day.

2 O, what a night was that which wrapt
The heathen world in gloom!
O, what a sun, which broke, this day,
Triumphant from the tomb !

3 This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung ;

Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.

4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join
To hail this welcome morn;

BARBAULD.

Which scatters blessings from its wings
To nations yet unborn.

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MONTGOMERY.

Prayer for a Blessing on Public Worship.
1 TO thy temple we repair;
Lord, we love to worship there;
While to thee our prayers ascend
Let thine ear in love attend;
2 While thy glorious name is sung,
Tune our lips, inspire our tongue;
Then our joyful souls shall bless
Christ, the Lord our Righteousness.
3 While thy word is heard with awe,
While we tremble at thy law,
Let thy gospel's wondrous love
Every doubt and fear remove.
4 From thy house when we return,
Let our hearts within us burn';
Then, at evening, we may say,
"We have walked with God to-day

22.

L. M.

Public Worship.

TATE & BRADY

1 O, COME, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our Almighty King;
For we our voices high should raise,
When our salvation's Rock we praise.
2 Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favors past;
To him address, in joyful songs,
The praise that to his name belongs.
3 0, let us to his courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
Down on our knees devoutly all
Before the Lord, our Maker, fall!

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L. M.

The House of God.

SALISBURY COLL

1 LO, God is here! Let us adore,
And humbly bow before his face;
Let all within us feel his power,

Let all within us seek his grace.
2 Lo, God is here! Him, day and night,
Únited choirs of angels sing;
To him, enthroned above all height,
Heaven's host their noblest homage bring

3 Being of beings, may our praise

Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill!
Still may we stand before thy face,
Still hear and do thy sovereign will!

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Longing for the House of God.

1 EARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;
My thirsty spirit faints away

Without thy cheering grace.

2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,

Long for a cooling stream at hand;
And they must drink, or die.

3 Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
As thy forgiving love.

4 Thus, till my last, expiring day,
I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.

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