Church Psalmody

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5 Loud be the shouts of sacred joy

To God the sovereign king!
Let every land their tongues employ,

And hymns of triumph sing.

Shane

L. M.
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47 Fourth Part. C. M. Arlington. 1 ARISE, ye people, and adore,

Exulting strike the chord;
Let all the earth-from shore to shore,

Confess th' almighty Lord.
2 Glad shouts aloud-wide echoing round,

Th’ascending God proclaim;
Th’ angelic choir respond the sound,

And shake creation's frame.
3 They sing of death and hell o’erthrown

In that triumphant hour;
And God exalts his conquering Son

To his right hand of power.
40 shout, ye people, and adore,

Exulting strike the chord;
Let all the earth-from shore to shore,

Confess th' almighty Lord.

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Marke

T. C. M.

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FIRST PART. S. M. St. Thomas. God's Presence the Safety and Glory of the Church. 1 GREAT is the Lord, our God,

And let his praise be great ;
He makes the churches his abode,

His most delightful seat.
2 In Zion God is known,

A refuge in distress;
How bright-has his salvation shone.

How fair his heavenly grace!
3 When kings against her joined,

1 And saw the Lord was there; f In wild confusion of the mind,

They fled with hasty fear, - 4 Oft have our fathers told,

Our eyes have often seen,
How well our God secures the fold

Where his own flock has been.

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SECOND PART. S. M. Dover. 1 FAR as thy name is known

The world declares thy praise ;
Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne,

Their songs of honor raise.
2 With joy thy people stand

On Zion's chosen hill,
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,

And counsels of thy will.
3 Let strangers walk around

The city where we dwell,
Compass and view thine holy ground,
And mark the building well;

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4 The order of thy house,

The worship of thy court,
The cheerful songs--the solemn vows;-

And make a fair report.-
5 How decent, and how wise!

How glorious to behold!
Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,

Ånd rites adorned with gold.
6 The God we worship now

Will guide us till we die ;
Will be our God, while here below,

And ours above the sky.

FIRST PART. C. M. Burford.

Jehovah coming to Judgment.
1 THE Lord, the judge, before his throne

Bids all the earth draw nigh ;
The nations near the rising sun,

And near the western sky.
2 No more shall bold blasphemers say,

“ Judgment will ne'er begin ;"
No more abuse his long delay

To impudence and sin.

air, frous grace, there.

3 Throned on a cloud, our God shall come,

Bright flames prepare his way; Thunder, and darkness—fire,and storm

Lead on the dreadful day. 4 Heaven, from above, his call shall hear;

Attending angels come; And earth and hell shall know and fear

His justice and their doom.

Doner

S. M.

50 SECOND PART. 8. 7. & 4. Greece. 1 LO' the mighty God appearing,

From on high Jehovah speaks !
Eastern lands the summons hearing,

O'er the west his thunder breaks :
Earth beholds him!

Universal nature shakes!

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2 Zion, all its light unfolding,

God in glory shall display:
Lo! he comes !-nor silence holding,
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way: Tempests round him

Hasten on the dreadful day! 3 To the heavens his voice ascending,

To the earth beneath he cries ; “Souls immortal, now descending,

Let the sleeping dust arise ! Rise to judgment

Let my throne adorn the skies ! 4. “ Gather first my saints around me,

Those who to my covenant stood; Those who humbly sought and found me,

Through the dying Saviour's blood :Blest Redeemer!

Dearest sacrifice to God!" 5 Now the heavens on high adore him,

And his righteousness declare: Sinners perish from before him,

But his saints his mercies share : Just his judgment

God, hiinself the judge, is there!

Burford

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FIRST PART. L. M. Windham.
Pardon and Sanctification penitently implored.
Af 1 SHOW pity, Lord-O Lord, forgive,

Let a repeuting rebel live;,
Are not thy mercies large and free?

May not a sinner trust in thee?
2 My crimes are great-but can't surpass

The power and glory of thy grace:
Great God, thy nature hath no bound,

So let thy pardoning love be found.
3 Oh wash my soul from every sin,

And make my guilty conscience clean;
Here, on my heart, the burden lies,

And past offences pain mine eyes.
4 My lips, with shame, my sins confess,

Against thy law-against thy grace:
Lord, should thy judgment grow severe,

I am condemned-but thou art clear.
5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath,

I must pronounce thee just in death;
And if my soul were sent to hell,

Thy righteous law approves it well.
6 Yet, save a trembling sinner, Lord,

Whose hope, still hovering round thy word,
Would light on some sweet promise there,

Some sure support against despair. 51

SECOND Part. L. M. Denton. Af 1 O THOU, that hear'st when sinners cry,

Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,

But blot their memory from thy book.
2 Create my nature pure within,

And form my soul averse to sin:
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,

Nor hide thy presence from my heart.
3 I cannot live without thy light,

Cast out and banished from thy sight;
Thine holy joys, my God, restore,
And guard me, that I fall no more.

M. Winther itently implored. ord, forgive,

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51 Third Part. L. M. Middlebury.
aff 1 THOUGH I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord,

Thy help and comfort still afford,
And let a wretch come near thy throne,

To plead the merits of thy Son.
2 A broken heart, my God, my King,

Is all the sacrifice I bring;
The God of grace will ne'er despise

A broken heart for sacrifice.
pp 3 My soul lies humbled in the dust,

And owns thy dreadful sentence just;

Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
o And save the soul condemned to die.
mf 4 Then will I teach the world thy ways;

Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood,

And they shall praise a pardoning God.
5 Oh! may thy love inspire my tongue!

Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousness.

Len

Danders

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51 FOURTH PART. L. M. Munich
Aff 1 OH turn, great Ruler of the skies,

Turn from my sin thy searching eyes,
Nor let th' offences of my hand

Within thy book recorded stand.
2 Give me a will to thine subdued ;

A conscience pure-a soul renewed;
Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom,
An outcast from thy presence, roam.
3 Oh let thy Spirit to my heart

Once more his quickening aid impart;
My mind from every fear release,
And soothe my troubled thoughts to peace.

RT. L. M.
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FIFTH PART. C. M. Barby.
Af 1 CLEANSE me, O Lord-and cheer my soul

With thy forgiving love:
Oh make my wounded spirit whole,

And bid my pains remove.

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