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1 ENQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way
That leads to Zion's hill ;
With a determin'd will.
Your pious march to join ; And spread the sentiments you feel
Of faith and love divine. 3 Come, let us to his temple haste,
And seek his favour there; Before his footstool humbly bow,
And pour out fervent pray’r. 4 Come, let us join our souls to God,
In everlasting bands : And seize the blessings he bestows
With eager hearts and hands. 5 Come, let us seal, without delay,
The cov’nant of his grace; Nor shall the years of distant life
Its memory efface. 8 Thus may our rising offspring haste
To seek their fathers' God; Nor e'er forsake the happy path,
Their youthful feet have trod.
The house of God.
And humbly bow before his face :
Let all within us seek his grace.
Th’united choirs of angels sing :
Heav'n's host their noblest homage bring. 3 Being of beings ! may our praise
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill: Still may we stand before thy face,
Still hear and do thy sov’reign will. 4 Sovereign of all, below, above !
Man's noblest work is serving thee;
1 AGAIN our weekly labours end,
And we religion's call attend :
And learn forever to be blest.
To heav'n a grateful sacrifice;
3 This holy calm within the breast,
Prepares for that eternal rest,
The end of cares, and toils, and pains. 4 In sacred duties, let the day,
In sacred pleasures pass away:
In hope of that which ne'er shall end ! 5 Fruitful in grace and comfort too,
To life's last period let us shew
The sabbath of the soul. 1 O FATHER, tho' the anxious fear
May cloud to-morrow's way ; Nor fear, nor doubt, shall enter here,
All shall be thine to-day.
To worship at thy shrine;
And leaves this temple thine. 3 Then sleep to-day, tormenting cares,
Of earth and folly born!
From this celestial morn.
harsh control; Ye shall not violate this day,
The sabbath of the soul.
5 Sleep, sleep, forever, guilty thoughts! Let fires of
vengeance die ; And, purg'd from sin, may we behold
A God of purity!
The sacrifice of the heart. 1 WHEN, as returns this solemn day,
Man comes to meet his Maker, God, What rights, 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, sinful man! reation lord,
Thy golden off?rings weil may spare : But give thy heart, and thou shalt find,
Here dwells a God who heareth prayer. 4 O grant us in this awful hour
From earth and sin's allurements free, To feel thy love, to own thy power,
And raise each raptur'd thought to thee.
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 :
Conducts to endless day. 4 While in thy house of prayer we kneel
With trust and holy fear,
And lend a gracious ear. 5 With fervour teach our hearts to pray,
And tune our lips to sing ;
The sacrifice we bring.
1 GRAcious Fatber! mighty Lord !
Be thy glorious name ador'd ;
Hail, celestial goodness, hail !
Our humble hallelujahs hear;
When around thy throne we sing. 3 While on earth ordain'd to stay,
Guide our footsteps in thy way,