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"HIS is the day the Lord hath made,
He calls the hours His own :

Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad,
And praise surround the throne.

To-day He rose and left the dead,
And Satan's empire fell;
To-day the saints His triumphs spread,
And all His wonders tell.

Hosanna to the anointed King,
To David's holy Son!

Help us, O Lord, descend and bring
Salvation from Thy throne.

Blest be the Lord, Who comes to men

With messages of grace;

Who comes, in God His Father's Name,
To save our sinful race.

Hosanna in the highest strains

The Church on earth can raise !
The highest heavens in which He reigns
Shall give Him nobler praise.

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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.

For Thou, within no walls confined,
Inhabitest the humble mind:

Such ever bring Thee where they come,
And going take Thee to their home.

Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few,
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here to our waiting hearts proclaim
The sweetness of Thy saving Name.

Here may we prove the power of prayer
To strengthen faith, and sweeten care;
To teach our faint desires to rise,
And bring all heaven before our eyes.

Lord, we are few, but Thou art near;
Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear:
Oh! rend the heavens, come quickly down
And make a thousand hearts Thine own.

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LORD, when we bend before Thy throne,

And our confessions pour,

Teach us to feel the sins we own,

And hate what we deplore.

When we disclose our wants in prayer,
May we our wills resign;

And not a thought our bosoms share
Which is not wholly Thine.

Let faith each meek petition fill,
And lift it to the skies;
And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still
Which grants it, or denies.

When our united voices strive
Their cheerful hymns to raise,
Let love divine within us live,
And lift our souls in praise.

Then, on Thy glories while we dwell,
Thy mercies we'll review,

Till love divine transported tell
Thou, God, art Father too.

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WEET is the work, our God and King,
To praise Thy Name, give thanks and sing;
To show Thy love by morning light,
And talk of all Thy truth at night.

Sweet is the day of sacred rest;
No earthly cares shall fill our breast:
Oh! may our hearts in tune be found,
Like David's harp of solemn sound.

Our souls shall triumph in the Lord,
And bless Him for His works and word:
Thy works of grace, how bright they shine!
How deep Thy counsels, how divine!

In that eternal world of joy

Shall every power find sweet employ :
Then shall we see, and hear, and know
All we desired or wished below.

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REAT Shepherd of Thy people, hear,
Thy presence now display;

As Thou hast given a place for
So give us hearts to pray.

prayer,

Within these walls let holy peace
And love and concord dwell;
Here give the troubled conscience ease,
The wounded spirit heal.

May we in faith receive Thy word,
In faith present our prayers;
And in the presence of our Lord
Unbosom all our cares.

The hearing ear, the seeing eye,
The contrite heart bestow;
And shine upon us from on high,
That we in grace may grow.

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