3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought,
Our good is all divine;

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,

1

In whom we are, and move, and live:-
Our God is all in all.

ING, my soul, his wondrous Love,
Who, from yon bright throne above,

Ever watchful o'er our race,

Still to man extends his grace.

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.

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G

HYMN 23.

RACE! '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;

(S. M.)

It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

1

'L

V. THE CHURCH.
HYMN 24.

IKE Noah's weary dove,

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

The cheerless waters found;
2 O 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.

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I

HYMN 25.

LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of thine abode,

(S. M.)

(S. M.)

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,

C

3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought,
Our good is all divine;

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

ING, my soul, his wondrous love,

above,

Ever watchful o'er our race,

Still to man extends his grace.

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:

1

Praise him till he calls thee home,
Trust his love for all to come.

G

HYMN 23.

RACE! '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;

(S. M.)

It lays in heav'n the topmost stone,
And well deserves the praise.

'L

V. THE CHURCH.

HYMN 24.

IKE Noah's weary dove,

That soar'd the earth around,
But not a resting place above
The cheerless waters found;
2 O 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,

1

The ark shall ride the sea of fire-
Then rest on Zion's hill.

I

HYMN 25.

LOVE thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of thine abode,

(S. M.)

(S. M.)

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,

C

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

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The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.

N

HYMN 26.

Hebrews xii. 18. 22-24.

TOT to the terrors of the Lord, The tempest, fire, and smoke; Not to the thunder of that word Which God on Sinai spoke:

(C. M.)

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.