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The Sovereign of your heart proclaim,

And bow before his throne.
2 When in his earthly courts we view

The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,

And wish like them to sing.
3 And shall we long and wish in vain ?

Lord, teach our songs to rise:
Thy love can raise our humble strain,

And bid it reach the skies.
f 4 Oh, happy period!-glorious day!

When heaven and earth shall raise,
With all their powers, their raptured lay
To celebrate thy praise.
L. M.

Hingham. 475

Christ ever present in his Churches.
1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet,

There they behold thy mercy-seat;.
Where'er they seek thee, thou art found,

And every place is hallowed ground.
2 For thou, within no walls confined,

Inhabitest the humble mind;
Such ever bring thee where they come,

And going, take thee to their home.
3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few !

Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim
The sweetness of thy saving name.

L. M. 97th Ps. Tune. Winchester. 476

The Presence of God realized,
1 LO, God is here !-let us adore,

And own how dreadful is this place !
Let all within us feel his power,

And silent bow before his face!
2 Lo, God is here!-him day and night

Th’united choirs of angels sing:
To him, enthroned above all height,

Let saints their humble worship bring.
3 Lord God of hosts! oh may our praise

Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill:
Still inay we stand before thy face,

Still hear and do thy sovereign will.

Duke Street,

L. M. 477

Dismissions.
1 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord;

Help us to feed upon thy word;
All that has been amiss forgive,

And let thy truth within us live.
2 Though we are guilty, thou art good;

Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every burdened soul release,

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!
Let us, each thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace:

Oh refresh us,
Travelling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,

For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound!

May thy presence
With us everinore be found !
3 Then, whene'er the signal's given,

Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,

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,
With the Holy Spirit’s favor,

Rest upon us from above.
2 Thus may we abide in union

With each other, and the Lord,
And possess, in sweet communion,

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;
When we join the world, be near us,

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Lest we cold and careless grow:

Saviour, keep us-
Keep us safe from every foe.
2 May we live in view of heaven,

Where we hope to see thy face ;
Save us from unhallowed leaven,
All that might obscure thy grace ;

Keep us walking
Each in his appointed place.
3 As our steps are drawing nearer

To the place we call our home,
Muy our view of heaven grow clearer,
Hope more bright of joys to come ;

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,
Which only the believer feels,

Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts! 2 And may the holy Three in One,

The Father, Word, and Comforter,
Pour an abundant blessing down

On every soul assembled here!

L. M.

C. M.

Barby. Corinth. 482

Languid Devotion lamented.
1 FREQUENT the day of God returns,

To shed its quickening beams;
And yet how slow devotion burns !

How languid are its flames !
2 Accept our faint attempts to love ;

Our follies, Lord, forgive;
We would be like thy saints above,

And praise thee while we live.
3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope,

And fit us to ascend
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,

And Sabbaths never end ;-
4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air-

With heavenly lustre shine-
Before the throne of God appear,
And feast on love divine.

5 There shall we join, and never tire,

To sing immortal lays ;
And with the bright, seraphic choir,

Sound forth Immanuel's praise.

C. M.

Medfield.

Barby. 483

Longing for the eternal Sabbath.
1 WHEN, dearest Saviour-when shall I

Behold thee all serene;
Blest in perpetual Sabbath day,

Without a vail between ?
2 Assist me while I wander here,

Amid a world of cares;
Incline my roving heart to pray,

And then accept my prayers.
3 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give,

To be my guide and friend;
To light my path to ceaseless joys-
Where Sabbaths never end.

L. M.

Uxbridge. 484

Pleasing Remembrance of the Sabbath.
1 LORD, how delightful 'tis to see

A whole asseinbly worship thee!
At once they sing-at once they pray-

They hear of heaven, and learn the way.
2 I have been there, and still would go :

'Tis like the dawn of heaven below:
Not all that careless sinners say,

Shall tempt me to forget this day.
3 Oh write upon my meinory, Lord,

The truths and precepts of thy word !
That I may break thy laws no more,

But love thee better than before.
4 With thoughts of Christ, and things divine,

Fill up this foolish heart of mine;
That, finding pardon through his blood,

I may lie down, and wake with God. 485

Corinth 1 I LOVE to see the Lord below;

His church displays his grace ;
But

upper worlds his glory know,
And view him face to face,

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2 I love to worship at his feet,

Though sin annoy me there;
But saints, exalted near his seat,

Have no assaults to fear.
3 I love to meet him in his court,

And taste his heavenly love;
But still his visits seem too short,

Or I too soon remove.
4 He shines and I am all delight;

He hides-and all is pain :
When will he fix me in his sight,

And ne'er depart again!
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But soon in heaven I hope to view
And praise thee evermore.

S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington 486

Ministers the Bearers of glud Tidings.
1 HOW beauteous are their feet

Who stand on Zion's hill!
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And

ds of peace reveal !
2 How charming is their voice !

How sweet their tidings are!
“ Zion, behold thy Saviour King,

He reigns and triumphs here.
3 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought, but never found !
4 How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,

But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,

And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,

And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm

Through all the earth abroad!
Let every nation now behold

Their Saviour and their God.

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