Saviour, de light of my soul! My Shepherd and Guard body and spirit are O come, let us sing to the L In God our Salvation rejo In psalms of thanksgiving, His praise with one spirit Jehovah is King, and he rei The God of all gods on his The strength of the hills he The ends of the earth are O come let us worship and k Before our Creator and Go The people who serve him w The sheep who his pasture To him let us hearken to-day The voice that yet speaks f And all his commandments o For they are the statutes o HYMN 550. I long to behold him arrayed With glory and light from The King in his beauty displ The beauty of holiest love. I languish and sigh to be ther Where Jesus hath fixed his O when shall I upward repai To dwell with my Father a By mercy redeemed I shall sta On Zion in blessing divine And view in that heavenly la His glory ineffable shine. O Saviour, I long to be there, Thy face in the spirit to see The bliss of thy presence to sh And find all my heaven in t HYMN 549. th one spirit and e , and he reigns, MN 550. to be there, h fixed his abode; ward repair, Father and God! I shall stand Away with our sorrow and fear, We soon shall recover our home; The city of saints shall appear, The day of eternity come. The lovely Jerusalem here; She stands, as she ever hath stood, And flames with the glory of God. No need of the sun in that day, Which never is followed by night, Display HYMN 553. O sing to the Lord a new song; From whom our salvation descends: O worship with fear and with love; How solemn his temples below! How glorious his presence above! Proclaim to the nations around That God, the Omnipotent, reigns, Whose love knows nor limit nor bound, Whose purpose unaltered remains. O let the wide heavens rejoice The earth with her myriads be glad; The cover shell join the loud voice And though on love's altar the flame that is glowing One wavers and turns with each breeze that is blowing, In youth love's light burns warm and bright, While friendship's pure flame burns ever the same, But though friendship may waver, and love's deep affection The dark wearisomeness of life's dreariest day, The darkest ingratitude never can wound it; It burns but the brighter, the deeper the guilt; |