3 This favor'd lot, my friends, is ours; HYMN 325. L. M. DODDRIDGE. 1 G Blendon, Leyden. On opening a place of worship. REAT God, we to thy honor raise 2 Here let the great Redeemer reign, HYMN 326. 8, 7, 4. Littleton, Jordan, Tamworth. Dismission. RIPPON. LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Trav'ling through this wilderness. . 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, With us evermore be found. 3 So, whene'er the signal's giv'n, 1 Rise and reign in endless day ! HYMN 327. L. M. HART. Chatham, Portugal. D'Help us to feed upon thy word; ISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord All that has been amiss forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Tho' we are guilty, thou art good- HYMN 328. 89. Dismission, Lambeth. HART. TH "Tis Jesus, the first and the last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. HYMN 329. S. M. ᎻᎪᎡᎢ. Cambridge, Sicily. 10 We'll bless the Saviour's name, NCE more, before we part, Record his mercies, every heart; Colchester, Barby, Braintree. TERNAL Sun of Righteousness, ETERNAL Sun of Now may the glory of thy face 2 Light, in thy light, Oh, may we see- 3 Lift up thy countenance serene, Behold, without a cloud between, 4 On us the blessing now bestow, Sweet peace and holiness below, HYMN 331. 6, 4. HILL'S COL. Bermondsey, Bridgeton. GLORY to God on high, Let heav'n and earth reply, Angels his love adore, Who all our sorrows bore,* 2 Ye, who surround the throne, Ye, who have felt his blood, 3 Soon must we change our place, Still will we tribute bring, 253 + THE SINNER AWAKENED. HYMN 332. L. M. A' Kingsbridge, Armley. STRONG. LAS, alas, how blind I've been, How little of myself I've seen! Sportive I sail'd the sensual tide, Thoughtless of God, whom I defy'd. 2 Oft have I heard of heav'n, and hell, Where bliss and wo eternal dwell; But mock'd the threats of truth divine, And scorn'd the place where angels shine. 3 My heart has long refus'd the blood Of Jesus, the descending God; And guilty passion boldly broke The holy law which heav'n had spoke. 4 Th' alluring world control'd my choice When conscience spake, I hush'd its voice; Securely laugh'd along the road, Which hapless millions first had trod. ; 5 But now, th' Almighty God comes near And fills my soul with awful fearPerhaps I sink to endless pain, Nor hear the voice of joy again. 1 HYMN 333. L. M. Blendon, Armley, Warwick. HYDE. My spirit shall not always strive. Gen. vi. 3. SA |