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Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy saving grace extend! 3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath
The soul is rais'd from sin and death,
To us thy quick’ning pow'r extend! 4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son,
Mysterious Godhead, Three in one!
(II. 4) 1 We give immortal praise
To God the Father's love,
That man had done.
Immortal glory too,
And now he reigns,
Of all his pains.
And endless worship give,
The great design,
With joy divine.
Be endless honours done;
With all her pow'rs,
And love adores.
(c. m.) 1 ALMIGHTY Lord! before thy throne
Thy mourning people bend!
Our prostrate hopes depend.
Thy dreadful pow'r display;
And still we live to pray.
For error, guilt and shame!
Disgrace the Christian name!
Convert us by thy grace;,
And see again thy face.
We will not sink in fear;
HYMN 81. (III. 3.) 1 DREAD Jehovah God of nations!
From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications,
Now for their delivrance rise: 2 Lo! with deep contrition turning,
Humbly at thy feet we bend;
Hear us, spare us, and defend.
Long and loud for vengeance call,
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 4 Let that love veil our transgression,
Let that blood our guilt efface:
HYMN 82. (L. M.) Prayer and Hope of Victory. 1 NOW. may the God of grace and pow'r
Attend his people's humble cry;
And send deliv’rance from on high. 2 In his salvation is our hope,
And in the name of Israel's God
Our navies spread their flags abroad. 3 Some trust in horses train'd for war,
And some of chariots make their boasts; Our surest expectations are
From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts! 4 Then save us, Lord, from slavish fear,
And let our trust be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear,
And hymns of peace conclude our song.
HYMN 83. (III. 2.)
For the love that crowns our days;
Source whence all our blessings flow. 2 All the blessings of the fields,
All the stores the garden yields,
Grateful vows and solcmn praise.
Suns that genial warmth diffuse,
4 Peace, prosperity, and health,
Private bliss and public wealth,
From its stem the rip’ning ear;
Grateful vows and solemn praise. 0 Shouldthinealter'd hand restrain
Th? early and the latter rain,
Grateful vows and solemn praise. 7 Life and grace, whate'er our wo,
Still to thee, our God, we owe;
HYMN 84. (c. M.) 1 FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love,
How rich thy bounties are! The rolling seasons, as they move,
Proclaim thy constant care.
The sower hid the grain,
And sent the early rain. 3 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was thine,
The plants in beauty grew;
The mild refreshing dew.
Matur'd the swelling grain;
And plenty fills the plain.
5 We own and bless thy gracious sway:
Thy hand all nature hails;
shall be our song; From him alone all mercies flow,
His arm alone subdues the foe!
Propitious to his people's prayer;
Yet answers still in his own day.
Still sav'd by thine Almighty hand,
To thee, our Saviour and our King; 4 Till every public temple raise
A song of triumph to thy praise;
To thee a temple shall become. 5 Still be it our supreme delight
To walk as in thy glorious sight;
VII. ORDINANCES AND SPEOIAL
(III. 3.) 1 YAVIOUR! who thy flock art feeding,
With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading,
While the lambs thy bosom share; 2 Now, these little ones receiving,
Fold them in thy gracious armThere, we know—thy word believing
Only there, secure from harm. s Never from thy pasture roving,
Let them be the Lion's prey;