2 Songs of praise awoke the morn
When the Prince of Peace was born;
Songs of praise arose when He
Captive led captivity.
3 Heaven and earth must pass away;
Songs of praise shall crown that day:
God will make new heavens, new earth;
Songs of praise shall hail their birth.
4 Saints below, with heart and voice,
Still in songs of praise rejoice;
Learning here, by faith and love,
Songs of praise to sing above.
5 Borne upon their latest breath,
Songs of praise shall conquer death ;
Then, amidst eternal joy,
Songs of praise their powers employ.
1 Sing we the song of those who stand
Around the eternal throne,
Of every kindred, clime, and land,
A multitude unknown.
2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here;
To-day the young, the old,
One Saviour, and one flock
One shepherd, and one fold.
3 Toil, trial, suffering still await
On earth the pilgrim throng;
Yet learn we in our low estate
The Church-triumphant's song.
4 Then Hallelujah! power and praise
To God in Christ be given;
May all who now this anthem raise
Renew the strain in heaven!
1 Servants of God! in joyful lays,
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise;
His glorious name let all adore,
From age to age,
2 Blest be that name, supremely blest,
From the sun's rising to his rest:
Above the heavens His power is known,
Through all the earth His goodness shown.
3 Who is like God? so great, so high;
He bows Himself to view the sky;
Yet, ever with paternal grace
Looks down upon the human race.
4 He hears the uncomplaining moan
Of those who sit and weep alone;
He lifts the mourner from the dust,
And saves the poor in Him that trust.
5 Servants of God! in joyful lays,
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise;
His saving name let all adore,
From age to age, for evermore!
1 God in His temple let us meet:
Low on our knees before Him bend;
Here hath He fixed His mercy-seat,
Here on His worship we attend.
2 Arise into Thy resting place,
Thou, and Thine ark of strength, O Lord! Shine through the veil, we seek Thy face; Speak, for we hearken to Thy word.
3 With righteousness Thy priests array; Joyful Thy chosen people be;
Let those who teach, and hear, and pray, Let all be Holiness to Thee.
1 Praise waits in Zion, Lord! for Thee:
Thy saints adore Thy holy name :
We reverently bend the knee,
And humbly Thy protection claim.
2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust;
The breath of life Thy spirit gave:
Where but in Thee can mortals trust?
Who but our God has power to save?
3 Still may Thy children in Thy word
Their common trust and refuge see ·
O bind us to each other, Lord,
By one great tie, the love of Thee!
4 Here, at the portal of Thy house,
We leave our mortal hopes and fears :
Accept our prayers, and bless our vows,
And dry our penitential tears.
1 O Lord! our languid souls inspire,
For here we feel Thou art!
Send down a beam of heavenly fire,
To warm each waiting heart.
2 Great Shepherd of Thy people, hear; Thy presence now display;
As Thou hast given a place for prayer,
So give us hearts to pray.
3 Within these walls let holy peace,
And love, and concord dwell;
Here give the troubled conscience ease,
The wounded spirit heal.
4 The feeling heart, the melting eye,
The humbled mind bestow;
And shine upon us from on high,
To make our graces grow.
5 May we in faith receive Thy word,
In faith present our prayers,
And in the presence of our Lord
Unbosom all our cares!
Glad was my heart to hear
My old companions say,
Come, in the house of God appear,
For 't is a holy day.
Our willing feet shall stand
Within the temple door,
While young and old, in many a band,
Shall throng the sacred floor.
The city of our God:
The Lord from heaven be kind to them That love the dear abode !
Within these walls may peace
And harmony be found:
Zion, in all thy palaces
Prosperity abound!
For friends and brethren dear
Our
prayer shall never cease:
Oft as they meet for worship here,
God send His people peace!
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