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2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend
The city where we dwell;
Defy the assaults of hell.
The doors wide open fling;
The statutes of our King.
And live in perfect peace,
And ventured on his grace.
And banish all your fears;
Eternal as his years.
WATTS. The Benefit of Ordinances. 1 AWAY from every mortal care,
Away from earth, our souls retreat ; We leave this worthless world afar,
And wait and worship near thy seat. 2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace
We see thy feet, and we adore ; We gaze upon thy lovely face,
And learn the wonders of thy power. 3 If Satan rage, and sin grow strong,
Here we receive some cheering word ; We gird the gospel armor on
To fight the battles of the Lord.
4 Or, if our spirit faints and dies,
Our conscience galled with inward stings, Here doth the righteous Sun arise,
With healing beams beneath his wings.
TATE & BRADY. Public Worship. Ps. 65. 1 FOR thee, O God, our constant praise
In Zion waits, thy chosen seat; Our promised altars there we'll raise,
And all our zealous vows complete. 2 O thou who to my humble prayer
Didst always bend thy listening ear, To thee shall all mankind repair,
And at thy gracious throne appear. 3 Our sins, though numberless, in vain
To stop thy flowing mercy try, Whilst thou o’erlook'st the guilty stain,
And washest out the crimson dye. 4 Blest is the man, who, near thee placed,
Within thy sacred dwelling lives; Whilst we, at humbler distance, taste
The vast delights thy temple gives.
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are !
2 God is our Sun; he makes our day;
God is our Shield; he guards our way
From foes without and foes within. 3 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too,
No real good from upright souls.
Within the temple of thy grace ;
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 5 Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate;
They lean upon their Helper, God. 6 Cheerful they walk with growing strength,
Till all shall meet in heaven at length;
J. TAYLOR. Acceptable Worship. 1 O, HOW delightful is the road
That leads us to thy temple, Lord !
And seek the treasures of thy word. 2 O heavenly treasures! glorious light!
From ancient sages long concealed,
3 For thee, O Lord, our thoughts prepare
The sacrifice thy love demands — A soul repentant and sincere,
A grateful heart, and liberal hands.
This joy - to call thee mine ;
To taste thy love divine.
I long to find my place,
And feel thy quickening grace.
No relish can afford ;
To serve and please the Lord.
And praise thee while I live;
Such food or pleasure give.
To thee my spirit flies,
My cheerful hope relies.
My soul in safety keeps;
And he supports my steps.
TATE & BRADY. Public Worship. Ps. 95. 1 0, COME, loud anthems let us sing,
Loud thanks to our almighty King ;
When our salvation's Rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favors past;
The praise that to his name belongs.
Is with unrivalled glory great-
Whom by his title God we call.
Her secret wealth at his command ;
Subjected to his empire lies.
By the same sovereign right is his;
6 0, let us to his courts repair,
And bow with adoration there ;