Here, our willing footsteps meeting, Every heart to heaven aspires. From the fount of glory beaming, Light celestial cheers our eyes, Mercy from above proclaiming

Peace and pardon from the skies.

2 Who may share this great salvation? Every pure and humble mind; Every kindred, tongue, and nation, From the dross of guilt refin'd; Blessings all around bestowing,

God withholds his care from none; Grace and mercy ever flowing

From the fountain of his throne.

3 Every stain of guilt abhorring,

Firm and bold in virtue's cause,
Still thy providence adoring,
Faithful subjects to thy laws.
Lord! with favour still attend us,
Bless us with thy wondrous love;
Thou, our sun and shield, defend us;
All our hope is from above.

HYMN XII. S. M.

Invitation to the house of God.

1 Come to the house of prayer, O thou afflicted, come;

The God of peace shall meet thee there,
He makes that house his home.

2 Come to the house of praise,
Ye who are happy now;
In sweet accord your voices raise,
In grateful homage bow.

3 Ye aged, hither come,

For ye have felt his love;

Soon shall your trembling tongues be dumb,

Your lips forget to move.

4 Ye young, before his throne,
Come, bow; your voices raise ;
Let not your hearts his praise disown
Who gives the power to praise.

5 Thou, whose benignant eye
In mercy looks on all,

Who see'st the tear of misery,
And hear'st the mourner's call;

6 Up to thy dwelling place

Bear our frail spirits on,

Till they outstrip time's tardy pace,
And heav'n on earth be won.

HYMN XIII. C. M.

Homage and devotion.

1 With sacred joy we lift our eyes
To those bright realms above,
That glorious temple in the skies
Where dwells eternal love.

2 Before the awful throne we bow
Of heaven's almighty king :
Here we present the solemn vow,
And hymns of praise we sing.

3 Thee we adore; and, Lord! to thee
Our filial duty pay;

Thy service, unconstrain'd and free,
Conducts to endless day.

4 While in thy house of prayer we kneel
With trust and holy fear,
Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,
And lend a gracious ear.

5 With fervour teach our hearts to pray, And tune our lips to sing;

Nor from thy presence cast away
The sacrifice we bring.

The presence of God in his house.

1 Lo! God is here; let us adore, And humbly bow before his face;

Let all within us feel his power,
Let all within us seek his grace.

2 Lo! God is here; him day and night
United choirs of angels sing;

To him, enthron'd above all height,
Heaven's host their noblest praises bring.

3 Being of beings! may our praise
Thy courts with grateful incense fill;
Still may we stand before thy face,
Still hear and do thy sov'reign will.

HYMN XV. 7s M.

Humble adoration.

1 Holy, holy, holy Lord!
Be thy glorious name ador'd;
Lord! thy mercies never fail;
Hail, celestial goodness, hail!

2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear,
Deign our humble songs to hear;
Purer praise we hope to bring,
When around thy throne we sing.

3 While on earth ordain'd to stay,
Guide our footsteps in thy way;
Then on high we'll joyful raise
Songs of everlasting praise.

4 Lord! thy mercies never fail Hail, celestial goodness, hail! Holy, holy, holy Lord!

Be thy glorious name ador'd.

;

1 When, as returns this solemn day,
Man comes to meet his Maker, God,
What rites, what honours shall he pay?
How spread his Sov'reign's praise abroad?
2 From marble domes and gilded spires
Shall curling clouds of incense rise?
And gems and gold, and garlands deck
The costly pomp of sacrifice?

3 Vain, simple man!-creation's Lord
Thy golden off'rings well may spare ;
But give thy heart, and thou shalt find
Here dwells a God who heareth prayer.

HYMN XVII. C. M.

Engagedness in worship.

1 O Father, though the anxious fear
May cloud tomorrow's way.

Nor fear nor doubt shall enter here.
All shall be thine to-day.