The praise of every holy thought

And righteous word is thine.
4 From thee, through Jesus, we receive

The pow'r on thee to call,
In whom we are, and move, and live:-
Our God is all in all.

HYMN 22. (III. 1.) 1 SING, my soul, his wondrous love,

Who, from yon bright throne above,
Ever watchful o'er our race,
Still to man extends his

2 Heav'n and earth by him were made,

All is by his sceptre sway'd;
What are we that he should show

So much love to us below!
3 God, the merciful and good,

Bought us with the Saviour's blood;
And, to make our safety sure,

Guides us by his Spirit pure.
4 Sing, my soul, adore his name;

Let his glory be thy theme:
Praise him till he calls thee home,
Trust his love for all to come.

HYMN 23. (s. M.) 1 GRACE! 'tis a charming sound! Harmonious to the

ear; Heaven with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contriv'd a way

To save rebellious man,
And all the means that grace display,

Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace guides my wand'ring feet

To tread the heavenly road,
And new supplies each hour I meet

While pressing on to God.
4 Grace all the work shall crown

Through everlasting days;
It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,

And well deserves the praise.


HYMN 24. (s. M.) 1 LIKE Noah's weary dove,

That soar'd the earth around,
But not a resting place above

The cheerless waters found; 20 cease, my wand'ring soul,

On restless wing to roam;
All the wide world, to either pole,

Has not for thee a home. 3 Behold the Ark of God,

Behold the open door;
Hasten to gain that dear abode,

And rove, my soul, no more. 4 There, safe thou shalt abide,

There, sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,

With full salvation blest. 5 And, when the waves of ire

Again the earth shall fill,
The Ark shall ride the sea of fire
Then rest on Zion's hill.

HYMN 25. (s. M.) 1 I

LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of thine abode, The Church, our blest Redeemer sav'd

With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy Church, O God!

Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye,

And graven on thy hand. 3 If e'er to bless thy sons,

My voice or hands deny,
These hands let useful skill forsake,

This voice in silence die. 4 If e'er my heart forget

Her welfare, or her wo,
Let every joy this heart forsake,

And every grief o'erflow. 5 for her my tears shall fall;

For her my prayers ascend;

To her my cares and toils be given,

Till toils and cares shall end. 6 Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,

Her hymns of love and praise. 7 Jesus, thou Friend divine,

Our Saviour and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe

Shall great deliv’rance bring. 8 Sure as thy truth shall last,

To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.

HYMN 26. (c. M.)

Hebrews xii. 18, 22-24. 1 NOT

TOT to the terrors of the Lord,

The tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunder of that word

Which God on Sinai spoke:
2 But we are come to Zion's hill,

The city of our God;
Where milder words declare his will,

And spread his love abroad. 3 Behold th' innumerable host

of angels cloth'd in light! Behold the spirits of the just

Whose faith is chang'd to sight. 4 Behold the bless'd assembly there

Whose names are writ in heav'n; Hear God, the Judge of all, declare

Their sins, through Christ, forgiv'n! 5 Angels, and living saints and dead,

But one communion make;
All join in Christ, their vital Head,
And of his love partake.

HYMN 27. (s. M.) 1 BLEST is the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love: The fellowship of kindred minds

Is like to that above,

2 Before our Father's throne

Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,

Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes,

Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows

The sympathizing tear.
4 When we at death must part,

How keen, how deep the pain!
But we shall still be join'd in heart,

And hope to meet again. 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain,

And sin we shall be free;
And perfect love and friendship reign
Throughout eternity.
HYMN 28.

(II. 1.) Psalm cxxii.

The Church in Glory.
1 WITH joy shall I behold the day

That calls my willing soul away,
To dwell among the blest:
For lo! my great Redeemer's power
Unfolds the everlasting door,

And points me to his rest.
2 Ev'n now, to my expecting eyes
The heaven-built tow'rs of Salem rise ;

Their glory I survey:
I view her mansions, that contain
The angel host, a beauteous train,

And shine with cloudless day.
3 Thither, from earth's remotest end,
Lo! the redeem'd of God ascend,

Borne on immortal wing; There, crown'd with everlasting joy, In ceaseless hymns their tongues employ

Before th' Almighty King.
4 The King a seat hath there prepar'd,
High, on eternal base upreard,

For his eternal Son:
His palaces with joy abound;
His saints, by him with glory crown'd,

Attend and share his throne.

5 Mother of cities! o'er thy head
Bright peace, with healing wings outspread,

For evermore shall dwell:
Let me, blest seat! my name behold
Among thy citizens enroll’d,
And bid the world farewell.

HYMN 29. (L. M.)

Isaiah lii. 1, 2. 1 TRIUMPHANT Zion! lift thy head

From dust, and darkness, and the dead! Though humbled long, awake at length,

And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength! 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on,

And let thy excellence be known:.
Deck'd in the robes of righteousness,

The world thy glories shall confess. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade,

And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread;
No more shall hell's insulting host

Their vict'ry and thy sorrows boast.
4 God from on high has heard thy prayer,

His hand thy ruins shall repair:
Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease
To guard thee in eternal peace.



HYMN 30. (II. 4.) 1 AWAKE, ye saints, awake,

And hail this sacred day;
In loftiest songs of praise

Your joyful homage pay:
Welcome the day that God hath blest,
The type of heav'n's eternal rest.
On this auspicious morn

The Lord of life arose;
He burst the bars of death,

And vanquish'd all our foes:
And now he pleads our cause above,

the fruits of all his love. 9 All hail, triumphant Lord!

Heaven with hosannas rings,

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