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4 Then with angels we'll again

Wake a louder nobler strain,
There in joyful songs of praise,

We'll our grateful voices raise. 5 There no tongue shall silent be,

All sball join in harmony;
That thro’ heav'ns all spacious round
Thy praise, O God, may ever sound.

12. 75. M. MERRICK.

A hymn of praise. Ps. 150. 1 PRAISE, O praise the name divine,

Praise him at the hallow'd shrine,
Let the firmament on high

To its Maker's praise reply.
2 Let his acts and power supreme

To your songs suggest a theme;
Be the heart no longer mute,

Sound the trumpet, touch the lute. 3 Let the organ in his praise,

Learn its loudest note to raise,
And the cymbal's varying sound

From the vaulted roof rebound. 4 All who vital breath enjoy,

In his praise that breath employ,
And in one great chorus join,
Praise, O praise the name divine.

C. M.


WATTS. Sincere worship alone acceptable. 10 God ! thou spirit, just and wise,

Who sees't our inmost mind

In vain to heav'n we raise our cries,

And leave our souls behind.
2 Nothing but truth before thy throne

With honour can appear;
The formal hypocrites are known

Through the disguise they wear. 3 Their lifted eye salutes the skies,

Their bended knees, the ground; But God abhors the sacrifice,

Where not the heart is found. 4 Lord ! search my thoughts, and try my ways,

And make my soul sincere ; Then


I stand before thy face,
And find acceptance there.


L. M.


1 Oh! source of uncreated light !

By whom the worlds were raisd from night; Come, visit ev'ry pious mind;

Comé, pour thy joys on human kind.
2 Plenteous in grace, descend from high,

Rich in thy matchless energy:
From sin and sorrow set us free,

And make us temples worthy thee.
3 Cleanse and refine our earthly parts,

Inflame and sanctify our hearts,
Our frailties help, our vice control,

Submit the senses to the soul.
4 Thrice holy fount! thrice holy fire !

Our hearts with heav'nly love inspire;

Make us eternal truths receive,

Aid us to live as we believe. 5 Chase from our path each noxious foe,

And peace, the fruit of love bestow ;
And, lest our feet should step astray,
Protect and guide us in our way.

15. 8 & 78. M. J. TAYLOR.

Surrounding the mercy seat.
1 Far from mortal cares retreating,

Sordid hopes and fond desires,
Here, our willing footsteps meeting,
Ev'ry heart to heav'n 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 ?-

Ev'ry pure and humble mind;
Ev'ry 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 Ev'ry stain of guilt confessing,

Deed unrighteous, thought of sin,
Seize, O seize the proffer'd blessing,
Grace from God and peace within.
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.

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Engagedness in devotion.
1 LORD, before thy presence come,

Bow we down with holy fear ;
Call our erring footsteps home,

Let us feel that thou art near. 2 Wand'ring thoughts and languid pow'rs,

Come not where devotion kneels;
Let the soul expand her stores,

Glowing with the joy she feels. 3 At the portals of thine house,

We resign our earth-born cares :
Nobler thoughts our souls engross,

Songs of praise and fervent prayers. 4 Hapless men, whose footsteps stray

From the temples of the Lord ! Teach them wisdom's heav'nly way;

To their feet thy light afford. 5 Now begin the glorious song,

Theme of wonder, love and joy ;
Angels! the glad notes prolong ;
Seraphs ! 'tis your blest employ.

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's presence in his church.
1 Where shall we go to seek and find

An habitation for the Lord ?
For the supreme, eternal mind,

What dwelling can the earth afford ?

2 The God of Jacob chose the hill

Of Sion for his ancient rest :
His church is his bright dwelling still,

And with his special presence blest.
3 We love thy habitation, Lord,

peace, and truth, and mercy dwell; There shall we hear thy holy word,

And all thy works of wonder tell. 4 Here, mighty God! accept our vows,

Here let thy praise and love be spread: Bless the provisions of thy house,

And fill thy suppliant poor with bread, 5 Here let the son of David reign ;

God's own anointed teacher shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain,

With love and majesty divine.

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The universal duty of public worship. 1 Come to the house of Prayer,

660 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 kindred 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.

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