3 Save us from guilt and shame, Thy glory to display;
And, for the great Redeemer's name, Wash all our sins away.
The Church's Prayer in Time of Desertion. mf 1 GREAT shepherd of thine Israel,
Who didst between the cherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deepP 2 Thy church is in the desert now
Shine from on high-and guide us through; Turn us to thee-thy love restore, We shall be saved-and sigh no more.
3 Hast thou not planted with thy hand A lovely vine in this our land?
Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dew enrich the ground? 4 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with their fruit? But now, O Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. <5 Return, almighty God, return,
Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn: Turn us to thee-thy love restore, We shall be saved-and sigh no more.
Praise to God in his Temples.
f 1 TO God, our strength, your voice, aloud,
In strains of glory raise;
The great Jehovah-Jacob's God, Exalt in notes of praise.
2 Now let the gospel trumpet blow, On each appointed feast,
And teach his waiting church to know The Sabbath's sacred rest.
3 This was the statute of the Lord, To Israel's favored race:
And yet his courts preserve his word, And there we wait his grace.
f 4 With psalms of honor, and of joy, Let all his temples ring;
Your various instruments employ, And songs of triumph sing.
Oppressors admonished.
1 AMONG th' assemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his seat: The God of heaven, as judge, surveys The kings of earth, and all their ways.
2 Why should they, then, frame wicked laws? Or why support th' unrighteous cause? When will they cease t' oppress the poor? When will they vex the saints no more?
3 Arise, O God, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne;
And rule the nations with his rod :- He is our judge-and he our God.
God arising to subdue Opposers.
1 AND will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep?
The God of justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep?
mf 2 Arise, almighty God,
Assume thy sovereign sway; Before thy throne bid sinners bow, And yield their hearts to thee.
3 Let all the nations know,
And spread thy name abroad; Let all who dwell on earth confess Their Saviour and their God.
Blessedness of worshipping God in his Temple. f 1 HOW pleasant-how divinely fair,
O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are; With long desire my spirit faints, To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode : My panting heart cries out for God: My God! my King! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee!
mf 3 Blest are the saints, who sit on high, Around thy throne above the sky; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls, who find a place Within the temple of thy grace; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.
5 Blest are the men, whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate:
God is their strength-and through the road They lean upon their helper, God.
6 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length: Till all before thy face appear,
And join in nobler worship there.
1 GREAT God, attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs: To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease-nor thrones of power Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. f113 God is our sun-he makes our day; God is our shield-he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin; From foes without and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too: He gives us all things-and withholds No real good from upright souls.
5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious host of heaven obey, Display thy grace-exert thy power, Till all on earth thy name adore.
THIRD PART. C. M.
1 MY soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts! "Tis heaven to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts.
2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays; And light breaks in upon our eyes, With kind and quickening rays.
3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place;
While Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace.
af 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy will:
And still we seek thy mercies there, And sing thy praises still.
1 O LORD, my heart cries out for thee, While far from thine abode;
When shall I tread thy courts, and see My Saviour, and my God?
2 To sit one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity
Employed in carnal joys.
3 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, While Jesus is within,
Rather than fill a throne of state, Or dwell in tents of sin.
4 Could I command the spacious land, Or the more boundless sea,
For one blest hour at thy right hand, I'd give them both away.
FIFTH PART. C. M. Dunchurch.
1 O GOD of hosts-the mighty Lord, How lovely is the place,
Where, in thy glory, we behold The brightness of thy face!
2 My fainting soul with longing waits To view thy blest abode: My panting heart and flesh cry out For thee, the living God.
3 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee Their sure protection made; Who long to tread the sacred ways, Which to thy dwelling lead.
f114 For God-who is our sun and shield- Will grace and glory give; And no good thing will he withhold From them that justly live.
5 O Lord of hosts-my king, my God, How highly blest are they, Who in thy temple always dwell, And there thy praise display!
1 LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are:
To thine abode My heart aspires,
With warm desires, To see my God.
2 O happy souls, who pray, Where God appoints to hear; O happy men, who pay
Their constant service there!
They praise thee still! And happy they,
Who love the way
To Zion's hill
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