6 For Jesus, in his faithful word, The patient supplicant hath blessed; And all thy saints, with one accord, The prevalence of prayer attest.
Preparation for Worship.
1 LORD, before thy presence come, Bow we down with holy fear; Call our erring footsteps home, Let us feel that thou art near.
2 Wandering thoughts and languid powers Come not where devotion kneels ; Let the soul expand her stores, Glowing with the joy she feels.
3 At the portals of thine house, We resign our earth-born cares: Nobler thoughts our souls engross, Songs of praise and fervent prayers.
"Holiness becometh thine house."
1 THE Lord is in his holy place, And from his throne on high, He looks upon the human race With omnipresent eye.
2 He proves the righteous, marks their path; In him the weak are strong;
But violence provokes his wrath: The Lord abhorreth wrong.
3 The righteous Lord will take delight. Alone in righteousness;
The just are pleasing in his sight, The humble he will bless.
"Bless the Lord, O my Soul."
1 O BLESS the Lord, my soul! Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine.
2 O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die.
3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, "Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And gives thee strength again.
4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave: He that redeems thy soul from death, Hath sovereign power to save.
5 He fills the poor with good: He gives the sufferers rest:
The Lord hath judgments for the proud,
And justice for the oppressed.
6 His wondrous works and ways
He made by Moses known;
But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son.
Preserving Grace.
1 To GOD the only wise,
Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring.
2 'Tis his almighty love,
His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare.
3 He will present our souls, Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great.
4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known.
5 To our Redeemer, God,
Wisdom and power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs.
1 COME, my soul! thy suit prepare; God delights to answer prayer: Thou art coming to thy king; Large petitions with thee bring.
2 Lord, I come to thee for rest; Take possession of my breast; There thy sacred right maintain, And without a rival reign.
3 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer; Be my guard, my guide and friend, To my earthly journey's end.
1 LORD! when we bend before thy throne, And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own, And shun what we deplore.
2 Our contrite spirits pitying see, And penitence impart; And let a healing ray from thee Beam hope upon the heart.
3 When our responsive tongues essay Their grateful songs to raise;
Grant that our souls may join the lay, And rise to thee in praise.
4 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign; And not a thought our bosoms share, Which is not wholly thine.
5 Let faith each meek petition fill, And waft it to the skies;
And teach our hearts 't is goodness still That grants it or denies.
1 COME, Sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King.
2 He formed the deeps unknown; He gave the seas their bound; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground.
3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord: We are his works, and not our own, He formed us by his word.
4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God.
1 WITH sacred joy we lift our eyes To those bright realms above, That glorious temple in the skies, Where dwells eternal love.
2 Before the awful throne we bow Of heaven's almighty King: Here we present the solemn vow, And hymns of praise we sing.
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