The Sovereign of your heart proclaim,
And bow before his throne.
2 When in his earthly courts we view
The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.
3 And shall we long and wish in vain?
Lord, teach our songs to rise:
Thy love can raise our humble strain,
And bid it reach the skies.
4 Oh, happy period!-glorious day!
When heaven and earth shall raise,
With all their powers, their raptured lay
To celebrate thy praise.
Christ ever present in his Churches.
1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet,
There they behold thy mercy-seat;
Where'er they seek thee, thou art found,
And every place is hallowed ground.
2 For thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind;
Such ever bring thee where they come,
And going, take thee to their home.
3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few!
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim
The sweetness of thy saving name.
L. M. 97th Ps. Tune. Winchester.
The Presence of God realized.
1 LO, God is here!-let us adore,
And own how dreadful is this place!
Let all within us feel his power,
And silent bow before his face!
2 Lo, God is here!-him day and night
Th' united choirs of angels sing:
To him, enthroned above all height,
Let saints their humble worship bring.
3 Lord God of hosts! oh may our praise
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill:
Still may we stand before thy face,
Still hear and do thy sovereign will.
1 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord;
Help us to feed upon thy word;
All that has been amiss forgive,
And let thy truth within us live.
2 Though we are guilty, thou art good;
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every burdened soul release,
And bid us all depart in peace.
8s, 7s & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville.
1 LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing;
Fill our hearts with joy and peace
Let us, each thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace:
Oh refresh us,
Travelling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound!
May thy presence
With us evermore be found!
3 Then, whene'er the signal's given,
Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey-
May we ever
Reign with Christ in endless day!
8s & 7s. Walpole. Sicilian Hymn. 1 MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above.
2 Thus may we abide in union
With each other, and the Lord,
And possess, in sweet communion,
Joys which earth cannot afford.
8s, 7s & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville.
1 GOD of our salvation, hear us;
Bless, oh bless us, ere we go;
When we join the world, be near us,
Lest we cold and careless grow:
Saviour, keep us—
Keep us safe from every foe.
2 May we live in view of heaven,
Where we hope to see thy face;
Save us from unhallowed leaven,
All that might obscure thy grace;
Keep us walking
Each in his appointed place.
3 As our steps are drawing nearer
To the place we call our home,
May our view of heaven grow clearer,
Hope more bright of joys to come;
And, when dying,
May thy presence cheer the gloom.
1 THE peace which God alone reveals,
And by his word of grace imparts,
Which only the believer feels,
Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts!
2 And may the holy Three in One,
The Father, Word, and Comforter,
Pour an abundant blessing down
On every soul assembled here!
Languid Devotion lamented.
1 FREQUENT the day of God returns,
To shed its quickening beams;
And yet how slow devotion burns!
How languid are its flames!
2 Accept our faint attempts to love;
Our follies, Lord, forgive;
We would be like thy saints above,
And praise, thee while we live.
3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope,
And fit us to ascend
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,
And Sabbaths never end;-
4 Where we shall breathe in heavenly air
With heavenly lustre shine-
Before the throne of God appear,
And feast on love divine.
5 There shall we join, and never tire,
To sing immortal lays;
And with the bright, seraphic choir,
Sound forth Immanuel's praise.
Longing for the eternal Sabbath.
1 WHEN, dearest Saviour-when shall I
Behold thee all serene;
Blest in perpetual Sabbath day,
Without a vail between?
2 Assist me while I wander here,
Amid a world of cares;
Incline my roving heart to pray,
And then accept my prayers.
3 Thy Spirit, O my Father, give,
To be my guide and friend;
To light my path to ceaseless joys-
Where Sabbaths never end.
Pleasing Remembrance of the Sabbath. 1 LORD, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee!
At once they sing-at once they prayThey hear of heaven, and learn the way. 2 I have been there, and still would go: "Tis like the dawn of heaven below: Not all that careless sinners say, Shall tempt me to forget this day. 3 Oh write upon my memory, Lord, The truths and precepts of thy word! That I may break thy laws no more, But love thee better than before.
4 With thoughts of Christ, and things divine, Fill up this foolish heart of mine;
That, finding pardon through his blood,
I may lie down, and wake with God.
1 I LOVE to see the Lord below;
His church displays his grace;
But upper worlds his glory know,
And view him face to face.
2 I love to worship at his feet,
Though sin annoy me there;
But saints, exalted near his seat,
Have no assaults to fear.
3 I love to meet him in his court,
And taste his heavenly love;
But still his visits seem too short,
Or I too soon remove.
4 He shines-and I am all delight;
He hides-and all is pain:
When will he fix me in his sight,
And ne'er depart again!
Aff 5 O Lord, I love thy service now;
Thy church displays thy power;
But soon in heaven I hope to view
And praise thee evermore.
S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington,
Ministers the Bearers of glad Tidings.
1 HOW beauteous are their feet
Who stand on Zion's hill!
Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!
? How charming is their voice!
How sweet their tidings are!
"Zion, behold thy Saviour King,
He reigns and triumphs here."
3 How happy are our ears,
That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found!
4 How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
6 The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad!
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.
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