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The Same.
1 To Thee, my God and Saviour,

My soul exulting sings;
Rejoicing in thy favor,

Almighty King of kings!
I'll celebrate thy glory

With all thy saints above,
And tell the joyful story

Of thy redeeming love.
2 Soon as the inorn with roses

Bedecks the dewy east,
And when the sun reposes

Upon the ocean's breast;
My voice in supplication,

My Saviour, thou shalt hear:
O grant me thy salvation,

And to my soul draw near.
3 Thy gracious love possessing

In all my pilgrim road,
My soul shall feel thy blessing

In thy divine abode.
There bowing down before thee,

My every conflict o'er,
My spirit shall adore thee,

Forever, evermore.



Triumph. 1 DAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sadness. Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee no

more; Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of glad

Arise! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.

2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued

them And scattered their legions was mightier far; They fled like the chaff from the scourge that

pursued them, Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war, 3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee

Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should


Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved

thee; Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free


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J. Q. ADAMS. Psalm 23. 1 My Shepherd is the Lord on high ;

His hand supplies me still ;
In pastures green he makes me lie,

Beside the rippling rill :
He cheers my soul, relieves my woes,

His glory to display;
The paths of righteousness he shows

And leads me in his way. 2 Though walking through death's dismal shade,

No evil will I fear;
Thy rod, thy staff shall lend me aid,

For thou art ever near :
For me a table thou dost spread

In presence of my foes ;
With oil thou dost anoint my head ;

By thee my cup o'erflows.
3 Thy goodness and thy mercy sure

Shall bless me all my days ;
And I, with lips sincere and pure,
Will celebrate thy praise :

Yes, in the temple of the Lord

Forever I will dwell;
To after time thy name record,

And of thy glory tell.

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The Cross of Christ.
1 In the cross of Christ I glory,

Towering o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.
2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,

Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me;

Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
3 When the sun of bliss is beaming

Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming

Adds more lustre to the day.
4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,

By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,

Joys that through all time abide.


L. M.

Glorying in Christ.
1 Let not the wise their wisdom boast;

The mighty glory in his might;
The rich in flattering riches trust,

Which take their everlasting flight.
2 The rush of numerous years bears down

The most gigantic strength of man;
And where is all his wisdom gone,
When dust he turns to dust again ?

3 The Lord, my righteousness, I praise,

I triumph in the love divine,
The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace

In Christ through endless ages mine.



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The Way to the Heavenly City.
1 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord,

Your great Deliverer sing;
Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound,

Be joyful in your King.
2 A hand divine shall lead

Through all the blissful road,
Till to the sacred mount you rise,

And see your Father, God.
3 There garlands of immortal joy

Shall bloom on every head,
While sorrow, sighing, and distress,

Like shadows all are fled.
4 March on in your Redeemer's strength,

Pursue his footsteps still,
And let the prospect cheer your eye

While laboring up the hill.


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Grace first and last in Salvation.
1 Grace! 't is a charming sound !

Harmonious to the ear!
Heaven with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear.

2 Grace first contrived the way

To save rebellious man ;
And all the steps that grace display
Which drew the wondrous plan.

3 Grace led my roving feet

To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet

While pressing on to God.
4 Grace taught my soul to pray,

And made my eyes o'erflow;
’T was grace that kept me to this day,

And will not let me go.
5 Grace all the work shall crown

Through everlasting days
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,

And weli deserves the praise.


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Glorious things spoken of Zion."
1 Glorious things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God!
He whose word cannot be broken

Formed thee for his own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,

What can shake thy sure repose ?
With salvation's walls surrounded,

Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2 See! the streams of living waters,

Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters

And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river

Ever flows their thirst t'assunge ?
Grace, which, like the Lord the giver,
Nerer fails from age to age.

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