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mp 2 Behold! our soul with sorrow bends,
And down to dust our life descends;
And, while thine arm its aid denies,
Prostrate on earth, deserted lies.

mf 3 Thy mercy, Lord, alone we claim ;
Redeem us, and exalt thy name:
Rise for our help, almighty Lord!
Salvation shall attend thy word.

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SECOND PART. L. M.

Danvers.

National Deliverances aseribed to God.
OFT have our ears, great God, been taught
What for our fathers thou hast wrought,
While, with adoring minds, they told
The wonders of thy works of old.

2 Still we disclaim the bow or sword,
And wait for thy salvation, Lord:
mf On thee we trust-thy mercies claim,
Whose presence puts all foes to shame.

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3 From morning dawn to evening close, On thee, O Lord, our hopes repose: f To thy great name, with joy, we'll raise Triumphant songs of grateful praise.

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THIRD PART. C. M. Stamford.

O LORD, our fathers oft have told,
In our attentive ears,

Thy wonders in their days performed,
And in more ancient years.

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2 'Twas not their courage-nor their sword To them salvation gave;

"Twas not their number-nor their strength
That did their country save.

3 But thy right hand-thy powerful arm,
Whose succor they implored;
Thy providence protected them,
Who thy great name adored."

4 As thee, their God, our fathers owned,
So thou art still our King;

Oh, therefore, as thou didst to them,
To us deliverance bring.

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5 To thee, the glory we'll ascribe,
From whom salvation came;

In God, our shield, we will rejoice,
And ever bless thy name.

FIRST PART. L. M. Effingham
Victory and Exaltation of Christ.

NOW be my heart inspired to sing
The glories of my Saviour King;
He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love!

2 Thy throne, O God, forever stands;
Grace is the sceptre in thy hands:
Thy laws and works are just and right,
But truth and mercy thy delight.

3 Let endless honors crown thy head;
Let every age thy praises spread;
Let all the nations know thy word,
And every tongue confess thee-Lord.

SECOND PART. C. M. Medford.

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Thy terror shall strike through thy foes,
And make the world obey.

f" 2 Thy throne, O God, forever stands,
Thy word of grace shall prove

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A peaceful sceptre in thy hands,
To rule thy saints by love.

f 3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince,
Ride with majestic sway;

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Thy terror shall strike through thy foes,
And make the world obey.

THIRD PART. S. M. Southfield.

MY Saviour, and my King,
Thy honors are divine;

Thy lips with blessings overflow,

And every grace is thine.

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2 Thy laws, O God, are right,
Thy throne shall ever stand;
And thy victorious gospel prove
A sceptre in thy hand.

3 Now make thy glory known,
Gird on thy powerful sword,
And ride in majesty to spread'
The conquests of thy word.

4 Strike through thy stubborn foes,
Or make their hearts obey;

While justice, meekness, grace, and truth
Attend thy glorious way.

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FIRST PART. L. M.

Hebron.

God the Refuge and Portion of his People.
OD is the refuge of his saints,

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Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.
2 Loud may the troubled ocean roar-
In sacred peace our souls abide,
While every nation-every shore
Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide.
3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow
Supplies the city of our God!

Life, love, and joy still gliding through,
And watering our divine abode.

-4 That sacred stream-thine holy word,
Supports our faith-our fear controls:
Sweet peace thy promises afford,

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And give new strength to fainting souls.

5 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love,

Secure against a threatening hour;

Nor can her firm foundation move,

Built on his truth-and armed with power.

46 SECOND PART. L. M. Winchester.

LET Zion in her King rejoice,

Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise:

He utters his almighty voice

The nations melt-the tumult dies.

2 Be still-and learn that he is God; He reigns exalted o'er the lands; mf He will be known and feared abroad, But still his throne in Zion stands. 3 O Lord of hosts-almighty King, While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing, Nor fear the raging powers of hell.

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THIRD PART. L. M. Winchester.

mf THE Lord in Zion ever reigns,

And o'er her holds his guardian hand; Her worship and her laws maintains, Which, like himself, unmoved shall stand. mp 2 Oh come, behold what he has done, Whom we delight to call our Lord; f The vict'ries, which his arm has won ; And faithfully his deeds record.

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3 He maketh war on earth to cease;

He breaks the bow-he cuts the dart,
The chariot burns-and sheds his peace
O'er every nation-every heart.

4 Be still-and hear the Lord proclaim-
"I will above the heathen rise;
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FIRST PART. L. M. Old Hundred.
Exultation in the Reign of Jehovah.

ALL ye people, clap your hands,
And shout with triumph while you sing
Of God-who all the earth commands-
Of God-the dreadful, mighty King.
2 The trumpet swells along the sky-
We hear the joyful, solemn sound-
The righteous God ascends on high,
And shouts of gladness echo round.

3 The Lord, who o'er the earth bears sway,
Sits on his throne of holiness;

The heathen now his laws obey:

Let all the earth his praise express.

ff 4 Loud praises to Jehovah sing,
In hymns of joy his love proclaim;
Sing praises to the heavenly King,
Adore and bless his sacred name.

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SECOND PART. L. M. Sharon.

Praise to the exalted Redeemer.

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He reigns in glory o'er the sky!

Let all the earth its offerings bring,

Exalt his name-proclaim him king!

2 Wide-thro' the world-he spreads his sway,

And bids the heathen lands obey,

His church with willing offerings greet,
And bend submissive at her feet.

3 His reign the heathen lands shall own:
His holiness secures his throne:
And earthly princes gather round,
Where Christ-the nighty God, is found.
4 Princes by him their power extend,
Earth's mightiest kings to Jesus bend:
He bids them rule-he bids them die,
Himself o'er all exalted high!

THIRD PART. C. M.

f" OH for a shout of sacred joy
To God, the sovereign King!
Let every land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.

2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high;
His heavenly guards around
Attend him rising through the sky,
With trumpet's joyful sound.

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3 While angels shout, and praise their King,
Let mortals learn their strains:

Let all the earth his honors sing;
O'er all the earth he reigns.

p 4 Speak of his praise with awe profound,
Let knowledge guide the song;

Nor mock him with a solemn sound
Upon a thoughtless tongue.

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