3 Here let the great Redeemer reign,
With all the graces of His train;
While power divine His word attends,
To conquer foes, and cheer His friends.
4 And in the great decisive day,
When God the nations shall survey,
May it before the world appear

That crowds were born to glory here.
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853 Let Thy saints shout for joy.-Ps.

1

132, 9.

THY presence and Thy glories, Lord,
Fill all the realms of space;

O come, and at Thy people's prayer,
Now consecrate this place.

2 Sacred to Thine eternal Name,
Behold these walls we raise;

Let heralds here Thy truth proclaim,
And saints show forth Thy praise.
3 This day begins the solemn sound
Of sacred worship here;

This day let joy and peace abound,
And Thou, O God, be near.

4 Gracious Redeemer, mighty King,
Enter with all Thy train;

Thy choicest blessings with Thee bring,
And long may they remain.

5 Eternal Spirit, heavenly Dove,
Thou Author of all grace,
Often reveal a Saviour's love
To many in this place.

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854 Peace be to the brethren, and love

with faith.-Eph. 6, 23.

1 Dry presence now display;

EAR Shepherd of Thy people, here

As Thou hast given a place for prayer,
So give us hearts to pray.

2 Show us some token of Thy love,
Our joyful hopes to raise;

And pour Thy blessing from above,
That we may render praise.

3 Within these walls let holy peace,
And love, and concord dwell;

Here give the troubled conscience ease,
The wounded spirit heal.

4 The feeling heart, the melting eye,
The humbled mind bestow;
And shine upon us from on high,
To make our graces grow!

5 May we in faith receive Thy word,
In faith present our prayers:
And in the presence of our Lord
Unbosom all our cares.

6 And may the Gospel's joyful sound,
Enforced by mighty grace,
Awaken many sinners round,
To come and fill the place.

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855 There am I in the midst of them.—

Matt. 18, 20.

1 JESUS, where'er Thy people meet There they behold Thy mercy seat, Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found,

And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For Thou within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And, going, take Thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few! Thy former mercies here renew; Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim The sweetness of Thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer, To strengthen faith and sweeten care: To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes. 5 Behold, at Thy commanding word, We stretch the curtain and the cord; Come Thou, and fill this wider space, And bless us with a large increase. 6 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near; Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine [down, O rend the heavens, come quickly And make our waiting hearts Thine

ear:

own.

6 May thousands in the realms of day
Who shall with Jesus reign,
Point here, and each rejoicing say,
There I was born again.

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856 0 Lord, I beseech Thee, send now

prosperity.-Ps. 118, 25.

NOW, gracious Lord, Thine arm reveal
And make Thy glory known:
Now let us all Thy presence feel,
And soften hearts of stone.

2 Help us to venture near Thy throne,
And plead our Saviour's name;
For all that we can call our own,
Is vanity and shame.

3 From all the guilt of former sin
May mercy set us free;

And let the year we now begin,
Begin and end with Thee.

4 Send down Thy Spirit from above,
That saints may love Thee more;
And sinners now may learn to love
Who never loved before.

5 And when before Thee we appear
In our eternal home,

May growing numbers worship here,
And praise Thee in our room.

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857 Thou carriest them away as with u

flood.-Ps 90, 5.

1 WHILE with ceaseless course the sun

W Hasted through the former year,

Many souls their race have run,
Never more to meet us here.
Fixed in an eternal state,

They have done with all below:
We a little longer wait;

But how little, none can know.
2 As the winged arrow flies,
Speedily the mark to find;
As the lightning from the skies
Darts, and leaves no trace behind;

Swiftly thus our fleeting days
Bear us down life's rapid stream:
Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise;
All below is but a dream.

3 Thanks for mercies past receive,
Pardon of our sins renew,

Teach us henceforth how to live
With eternity in view.

Bless Thy word to young and old,
Fill us with a Saviour's love:
And when life's short tale is told,
May we dwell with Thee above

858

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WITH A COLLECTION.

Of Thine own have we given Thee.1 Chron. 29, 14.

1 LORD, when our offerings we present Before Thy gracious throne,

We but return what Thou hast lent,
And give Thee of Thine own.

2 The earth with all its wealth is Thine,
The heavens with all their host;
Why should we then in want repine,
Or in abundance boast?

3 The power and willingness to give
Alike proceed from Thee;

We still are debtors, since we live
Only by Thy decrée.

4 Ourselves, our all, to Thee we owe;
And, if we come behind

What others of their wealth bestow,
Accept our willing mind.

SOCIAL WORSHIP.

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859 Pray without ceasing.—1 Thess. 5,

1

17.

WHAT

HAT various hindrances we meet
In coming to a mercy-seat!

Yet who that knows the worth of prayer
But wishes to be often there?

2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw;

Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw,
Gives exercise to faith and love,
Brings every blessing from above.

3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright:

And Satan trembles when he sees
The weakest saint upon his knees.

4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide,

Success was found on Israel's side;

But, when through weariness they failed, That moment Amalek prevailed.

5 Have you no words? ah! think again, Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, To heaven in supplication sent,"

Your cheerful song would oftener be, Hear what the Lord has done for me!

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860 I will pray with the spirit.—1 Cor.

1

14, 15.

RAYER is the soul's sincere desire

PRAYER
Uttered or unexprest;

The motion of a hidden fire,

That trembles in the breast.

2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear;

The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.

3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try;

Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach

The Majesty on high.

4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air;

His watchword at the gates of death
He enters heaven with prayer.