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The Sovereign of your heart proclaim,
And bow before his throne.
The glories of our King,
And wish like them to sing.
Lord, teach our songs to rise:
And bid it reach the skies.
When heaven and earth shall raise,
Christ ever present in his Churches.
There they behold thy mercy-seat;.
And every place is hallowed ground.
Inhabitest the humble mind;
And going, take thee to their home.
Thy former mercies here renew;
L. M. 97th Ps. Tune. Winchester. 476
The Presence of God realized,
And own how dreadful is this place !
And silent bow before his face!
Th’united choirs of angels sing:
Let saints their humble worship bring.
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill:
Still hear and do thy sovereign will.
L. M. 477
Help us to feed upon thy word;
And let thy truth within us live.
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
And bid us all depart in peace. 478
8s, 78 & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville. 1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing;
Fill our hearts with joy and peace!
Oh refresh us,
For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May thy presence
Us from earth to call away,
Glad the summons to obeymp
May we ever
Reign with Christ in endless day! 479
Walpole. Sicilian Hymn. 1 MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour,
And the Father's boundless love,
Rest upon us from above.
With each other, and the Lord,
Joys which earth cannot afford. 480
8s, 78 & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville. 1 GOD of our salvation, hear us ;
Bless, oh bless us, ere we go;
8s & 78.
Lest we cold and careless grow:
Saviour, keep us-
Where we hope to see thy face ;
Keep us walking
To the place we call our home,
And, when dying,
May thy presence cheer the gloom. 481
Uxbridge. 1 THE peace which God alone reveals,
And by his word of grace imparts,
Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts! 2 And may the holy Three in One,
The Father, Word, and Comforter,
On every soul assembled here!
Barby. Corinth. 482
Languid Devotion lamented.
To shed its quickening beams;
How languid are its flames !
Our follies, Lord, forgive;
And praise thee while we live.
And fit us to ascend
And Sabbaths never end ;-
With heavenly lustre shine-
5 There shall we join, and never tire,
To sing immortal lays ;
Sound forth Immanuel's praise.
Longing for the eternal Sabbath.
Behold thee all serene;
Without a vail between ?
Amid a world of cares;
And then accept my prayers.
To be my guide and friend;
Pleasing Remembrance of the Sabbath.
A whole asseinbly worship thee!
They hear of heaven, and learn the way.
'Tis like the dawn of heaven below:
Shall tempt me to forget this day.
The truths and precepts of thy word !
But love thee better than before.
Fill up this foolish heart of mine;
I may lie down, and wake with God. 485
Corinth 1 I LOVE to see the Lord below;
His church displays his grace ;
upper worlds his glory know,
2 I love to worship at his feet,
Though sin annoy me there;
Have no assaults to fear.
And taste his heavenly love;
Or I too soon remove.
He hides-and all is pain :
And ne'er depart again!
Thy church displays thy power; mf
But soon in heaven I hope to view
S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington 486
Ministers the Bearers of glud Tidings.
Who stand on Zion's hill!
ds of peace reveal !
How sweet their tidings are!
He reigns and triumphs here.
That hear this joyful sound,
And sought, but never found !
That see this heavenly light!
But died without the sight.
And tuneful notes employ ;
And deserts learn the joy.
Through all the earth abroad!
Their Saviour and their God.