f 6 There shall our raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim; And sweeter voices tune the song P< f 160 Of Moses and the Lamb! || 1 AWAKE-awake the sacred song To our incarnate Lord! P Let every heart, and every tongue 2 Then shone almighty power and love, When Jesus left his throne above, 3 To dwell with misery here below And stooped to wretchedness and wo, f11 4 Adoring angels tuned their songs, 161 1 With rapture, then, let mortal tongues, BRIGHTNESS of the Father's glory! 4 Re-ascend, immortal Saviour! 162 Leave thy footstool-take thy throne ; Be the kingdom all thine own! C. M. Litchfield. Barby. 1 COME, Holy Ghost! inspire our songs With thine immortal flame; Enlarge our hearts-unloose our tongues, mf 2 How great the riches of his grace! And, swift to save our ruined race, For guilty rebels, dead in sin, 4 Th' almighty Former of the skies While angels viewed with wondering eyes, 5 Renew our souls with heavenly strength, 163 [length The height, and depth, and breadth, and Of such transcendent love. L. M. Worthy the Lamb. Gilead. Old Hundred. f 1 WORTHY the Lamb of boundless sway, 164 ་་ 6s & 4s. 1 GLORY to God on high! 2 Ye, who surround the throne, Praising his name: Ye, who have felt his blood 3 Join all the ransomed race, Italian Hymn. In him we will rejoice, 4 Soon must we change our place, 165 Still will we tribute bring; 6s & 4s. 1 COME, all ye saints of God! Tell what his love has done; 2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears! pl 3 Hark-how the choirs above, Aff 166 There, too, may we be found, C. M. Italian Hymp. Devizes. Marlow. 1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs, Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 66 2" Worthy the Lamb that died"-they cry, "Worthy the Lamb"- -our lips reply, 3 Jesus is worthy to receive And blessings, more than we can give, 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 167 L. M. Hingham. 1 WHAT equal honors shall we bring 2 Worthy is he that once was slain, The Prince of Peace, who groaned and 3 Blessings forever on the Lamb, 168 [died, Who bore the curse for wretched men: C. M. Excellency of Christ. Dedham. Westford 1 INFINITE excellence is thine, 2 Sinners, from carth's remotest end, To thee their prayers and songs ascend, 3 Millions of happy spirits live On thy exhaustless store; From thee they all their bliss receive, 4 Thou art their triumph, and their joy: Thy glories will their tongues employ 169 C. P. M. Rapture. Hobart. I'd soar, and touch the heavenly strings, 2 I'd sing the precious blood he spilt, I'd sing his glorious righteousness, 3 I'd sing the characters he bears, In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, Make all his glories known. 4 Well-the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face: 170 mf Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend, 1 WHEN at this distance, Lord, we trace What transport pours o'er all our breast, 2 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy! Raptures divine my thoughts employ ; I feel his love-and call him mine. mp 3 Yet still, O Lord, my waiting eyes f 171 C. M. Supreme Love to Christ. 1 YE earthly vanities, depart; Forever hence remove: York. Barby. |