1 YE humble souls, approach your God With songs of sacred praise; For he is good-immensely good, And kind are all his ways.
2 All nature owns his guardian care; In him we live and move; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love.
3 He gave his well beloved Son, To save our souls from sin;
"Tis here he makes his goodness known, And proves it all divine.
4 To this sure refuge, Lord, we come, And here our hope relies;
A safe defence-a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise.
5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, The souls who trust in thee;
Their humble hope thou wilt reward With bliss divinely free.
6 Great God, to thy almighty love What honors shall we raise! Not all the raptured songs above Can render equal praise.
1 THY goodness, Lord, our souls confess; Thy goodness we adore;
A spring, whose blessings never fail- A sea without a shore!
2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love declare In every golden ray;
Love draws the curtains of the night, And love brings back the day.
3 Thy bounty every season crowns, With all the bliss it yields; With joyful clusters loads the vines, With strengthening grain, the fields. 4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, Is in the gospel seen;
There, like a sun, thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between.
5 There pardon, peace, and holy joy, Through Jesus' name are given; He on the cross was lifted high, That we might reign in heaven.
Howard's. Brattle Street.
1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys,
Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise.
2 Unnumbered comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, I
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man.
4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew.
6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise: But oh! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise!
1 ETERNAL Power-almighty God! Who can approach thy throne? Accessless light is thine abode, To angel eyes unknown.
2 Before the radiance of thine eye, The heavens no longer shine; And all the glories of the sky
Are but the shade of thine.
mp 3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below?
To this vile world thy notice bend- These seats of sin and wo?
4 How strange! how wondrous is thy love! With trembling we adore:
Not all th' exalted minds above Its wonders can explore.
5 While golden harps and angel tongues Resound immortal lays,
Great God, permit our humble songs To rise and speak thy praise.
1 AMID the splendors of thy state, O God, thy love appears, Soft as the radiance of the moon Among a thousand stars.
2 In all thy doctrines and commands, Thy counsels and designs,
In every work thy hands have framed, Thy love supremely shines.
3 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, Thunders thine awful name; But Zion sings, in melting notes, The honors of the Lamb.
f 4 Angels and men, the news proclaim Through earth and heaven above, And all with holy transport sing That God the Lord is love.
1 COME, ye that know and fear the Lord, And lift your souls above;
Let every heart and voice accord, To sing, that God is love.
2 This precious truth his word declares, And all his mercies prove;
While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears, To show, that God is love.
3 Behold his loving-kindness waits, For those who from him rove,
And calls of mercy reach their hearts, To teach them, God is love.
4 And oh that you, whose hardened hearts No fears of hell can move,
May hear the gospel's milder voice- That tells you, God is love.
5 Oh may we all, while here below, This best of blessings prove;
Till warmer hearts-in brighter worlds, Shall shout, that God is love.
L. M. Duke Street. Dunstan. Condescension of God.
1 THUS saith the high and lofty One, "I sit upon my holy throne; My name is God—I dwell on high; Dwell in my own eternity.
2 "But I descend to worlds below; On earth I have a mansion too; The humble spirit and contrite Is an abode of my delight.
3 "The humble soul my words revive, I bid the mourning sinner live; Heal all the broken hearts I find, And ease the sorrows of the mind."
mp 4 Lord, may thy pardoning grace be nigh, Lest we should faint, despair, and die! Then shall our grateful voice declare, How free thy tender mercies are.
Faithfulness of God.
1 THE promises I sing,
Which sovereign love hath spoke; Nor will th' eternal King
His words of grace revoke:
2 The mountains melt away,
When once the Judge appears; And sun and moon decay,
That measure mortal years;
The promise shines Through all the flame.
3 Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears,
When thunders cleave the ground, And dissipate the spheres;
I stand serene,
Thy word my rock.
1 FAITHFUL, O Lord, thy mercies are; A Rock that cannot move: A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love.
2 Throughout the universe it reigns, It stands forever sure;
And while thy truth, O God, remains, Thy goodness shall endure.
1 COME, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise!
Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of Days.
2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, Scatter our enemies, Now make them fall! Let thine almighty aid Our sure defence be made, Our souls on thee be stayed- Lord, hear our call!
3 Come, thou, incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword; Our prayer attend!
Come, and thy people bless, Come, give thy word success; Spirit of holiness,
On us descend!
4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour! Thou, who almighty art; Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power.
5 To thee, great ONE in THREE, The highest praises be,
Hence evermore!
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