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Thousands once its power confest,
811 Praise God in His sanctuary.
Ps. 150, 1.
'N God's own house pronounce His
2 Let all your sacred passions move,
3 All that have motion, life, and breath, Proclaim your Maker blest,
Yet, when my voice expires in death,
812 My speech shall distil as the dew.
Deut. 32, 2.
S the dew from heaven distilling,
What Thy providence intends;
2 Lord! behold Thy congregation,
813 Our sufficiency is of God.-2 Cor.
1 SAVIOUR, bless the word to all,
O let sinners hear Thy call,
2 Thine own gracious message bless;
God giveth the increase.-1 Cor.3, 7. TOW, Lord! the heavenly seed is sown, Be it Thy servants' care;
Thy heavenly blessing to bring down, By humble, fervent prayer.
2 In vain we plant without Thine aid,
Lord of the harvest! God of grace!
3 Then shall our cheerful hearts and Begin this song divine;
[tongues Thou, Lord! hast given the rich increase, And be the glory Thine.
815 They went unto their tents joyful
and glad of heart.-1 Kings 8, 66.
ORD! dismiss us with Thy blessing,
Travelling through this wilderness!
With us evermore be found!
Rise to reign in endless day!
THE LORD'S DAY.
816 The Sabbath was made for man.—
Mark 2, 27.
WE THEN the worn spirit wants repose,
And sighs her God to seek;
How sweet to hail the evening's close, That ends the weary week!
2 How sweet to hail the early dawn
When first that soul-reviving morn
3 Sweet day! thine hours too soon will
817 Seek those things which are above.
-Col. 3. 1.
RISE, heart! thy Lord arose
With the first morning ray;
Leave far below thy cares and woes;
Rise! with a spirit's love,
Follow the Master's way,
And seek the things that are above;
Mount in the holy light;
Up! to the calm serene;
To heavenly places take thy flight
Ascend where angels soar!
Pray with them side by side, And, with the white-robed church, adore Thy Saviour glorified
818 4 day in Thy courts is better than
a thousand.-Ps. 84, 10.
ELCOME, sweet day of rest,
Welcome, to this reviving breast,
2 The King Himself comes near,
Where my dear God hath been,
My willing soul would stay
And sit and sing herself away
819 God blessed the seventh day.—Gen.
1 ANOTHER six days' work is done,
Another Sabbath is begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns
So sweet a rest to wearied minds;
And gives this day the food of seven. 8 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise.
As grateful incense to the skies;
And draw from heaven that sweet
Which none but he that feels it knows. 4 This heavenly calm within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains.
5 With joy, great God, Thy works we view,
In various scenes, both old and new; With praise we think on mercies past; With hope we future pleasures taste. 6 In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away;
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
820 The Son of Man is Lord also of the
Sabbath.-Mark 2, 28.
LORD of the Sabbath, Thee we praise
In concert with the blest;
Who, joyful, in harmonious lays
2 Thus, Lord, while we remember Thee, We blest and happy grow;
In hymns of praise we learn to be
3 On this glad day a brighter scene
By God, the Eternal Word, than when
4 He rises, who our pardon bought
"Twas great to speak the world from nought,
"Twas greater to redeem!
821 This is the day which the Lord hath
made.-Ps. 118, 24.
He calls the hours His own;
Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day He rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell: To-day the saints His triumph spread, And all His wonders tell.
3 Hosanna to the anointed King,
Help us, O Lord! descend and bring
4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men
Who comes in God His Father's name, To save our sinful race.
5 Hosanna, in the highest strains
The church on earth can raise ; The highest heavens in which He reigns
shall give Him nobler praise.