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3 Till fill'd with light, and joy, and love, Thy courts below, like those above, Triumphant hallelujahs raise,






And heav'n and earth resound thy praise.


ALMIGHTY Maker, God,
How wondrous is thy name!
Thy glories how diffus'd abroad
Through the creation's frame!
Nature in every dress

Her humble homage pays,
And finds a thousand ways ť' express

Thine undissembled praise.

My soul would rise and sing

To her Creator too :

Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the worship due.

Create my soul anew,

Else all my worship's vain;

This wretched heart will ne'er be true,

Until 'tis form'd again.

Let joy and worship spend

The remnant of my days,
And to my God my soul ascend
In sweet perfumes of praise.


1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known;

The sov'reign of your hearts proclaim,
And bow before his throne.

2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crown'd With glories all divine;

And tell the wond'ring nations round, How bright those glories shine. 3 When in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King,

We long to love as angels do,

And wish like them to sing.

4 And shall we long and wish in vain?
Lord, teach our songs to rise!
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it reach the skies.

5 Oh, happy period! glorious day!
When heav'n and earth shall raise,
With all their powers, the raptur'd lay
To celebrate thy praise.





IN loud exalted strains
The King of Glory praise:
O'er heav'n and earth he reigns
Through everlasting days:
But Zion, with his presence blest,
Is his delight, his chosen rest.

O King of Glory! come,
And with thy favor crown
This temple as thy dome,
This people as thine own;

Beneath this roof vouchsafe to shew,
How God can dwell with man below.

Now let thine ear attend

Our supplicating cries;.

Now let our praise ascend

Accepted to the skies:

Now let thy gospel's joyful sound
Spread its celestial influence round.


Here may the list'ning throng
Imbibe thy truth and love;
And christians learn the song
Of seraphim above:

Till all, who humbly seek thy face,
Rejoice in thine abounding grace.


1 SONGS of praise the angels sang;
Heav'n with hallelujahs rang,
When Jehovah's work begun,
When he spake and it was done.
Songs of praise awoke the morn,
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose, when he
Captive lead captivity.

2 Heav'n and earth must pass away;
Songs of praise shall crown that day:
God will make new heav'ns and earth;
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
And shall man alone be dumb,
Till that glorious kingdom come?
No;-the Church delights to raise
Psalms and hymns and songs of praise.

3 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death;
Then, amidst eternal joy,

Songs of praise their powers employ.



1 GLORY to God, who gave the word, And bid the preachers cry;

Who caus'd his will to be proclaim'd,
And brought salvation nigh,

2 Lord, ever give us of that bread,
And grant us ears to hear,
Hearts to receive the heav'nly seed,
And bring forth fruit with fear.

3 O may thy word direct our path,
And guide our fault'ring feet;
Direct us in the living way,
And to thy mercy-seat!

4 Fountain of everlasting life,

Of bliss, and truth, and good,
Give us, that we may never thirst,
To drink of Jesu's blood!

5 Let all thy children, Lord, be fed
With the eternal Word;

Be wise, and stronger grow thereby,
Increasing in the Lord!


1 LONG have we sat beneath the sound
Of thy salvation, Lord;
But still how weak our faith is found,
And knowledge of thy word!

2 Oft we frequent thy holy place,
And hear almost in vain :

How small a portion of thy grace
Do our false hearts retain!


3 How cold and feeble is our love!
How negligent our fear!

How low our hope of joys above!
How few affections there!

4 Great God! thy sov'reign power impart,
To give thy word success;
Write thy salvation on our heart,
And make us learn thy grace.

5 Shew our forgetful feet the way,
That leads to joys on high:

There knowledge grows without decay,
And love shall never die.


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;
With food divine may we be fed,
And satisfied with living bread:

Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless,
And crown thy Gospel with success.
3 To each the sacred Word apply,
With sov'reign power and energy;
And may we, in thy faith and fear,
Reduce to practice what we hear :

Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless,
And crown thy Gospel with success.

4 Father, in us thy Son reveal;
Teach us to know and do thy will:

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