Let songs of honor be addressed;
His mercy firm for ever stands ;
Give him the thanks his love demands.

2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways?
Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise?
Blest are the souls that fear thee still,
And pay their duty to thy will.

3 Remember what thy mercy did
For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed;
And with the same salvation bless
The meanest suppliant of thy grace.

He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.

4 O God, our King, whose sovereign

sway

The glorious hosts of heaven obey,
And devils at thy presence flee :
Blest is the man that trusts in thee.

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(0 THOU, whose hand the kingdom
[obeys,
Whom earth, and hell, and heaven
To help thy chosen sons appear,
And show thy power and glory here.

4 O! may I see thy tribes rejoice,
And aid their triumphs with my voice! 2 O haste, with every gift inspired,
This is my glory, Lord, to be
Joined to thy saints, and near to thee.

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GREAT God, attend while Zion sings

The joy that from thy presence
springs;

With glory, truth, and grace attired.
Thou Star of heaven's eternal morn;
Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn!

3 Assert the honor of thy name; [shame;
O'erwhelm thy foes with fear and
Bid them beneath thy footstool lie,
Nor let their souls forever die.

To spend one day with thee on earth, 4 Saints shall be glad before thy face,
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.

2 God is our sun, he makes our day;
God is our shield, he guards our way
From all th' assaults of hell and sin,
From foes without and foes within.

3 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too :

And grow in love, and truth, and and grace;
Thy church shall blossom in thy sight,
And yield her fruits of pure delight.

5 O hither, then, thy footsteps bend;
Swift as a roe, from hills descend;
Mild as the sabbath's cheerfui ray,
Till life unfolds eternal day!

JEHOVAH reigns; he dwells in
light,
Girded with majesty and might:
The world, created by his hands,
Still on its first foundation stands.

2 But cre this spacious world was made,
Or had its first foundation laid,
Thy throne eternal ages stood,
Thyself the ever-living God.

3 Like floods the angry nations rise,
And aim their rage against the skies;
Vain floods that aim their rage so high!
At thy rebuke the billows die.

4 For ever shall thy throne endure;
Thy promise stands for ever sure;
And everlasting holiness,
Becomes the dwellings of thy grace.

His robes are light and majesty;
His glory shines with beams so bright,
No mortal can sustain the sight.

2 His terrors keep the world in awe;
His justice guards his holy law;
His love reveals a smiling face,
His truth and promise seal the grace.
3 Thro' all his works his wisdom shines,
And baffles Satan's deep designs;
His power is sovereign to fulfil
The noblest counsels of his will.

4 And will this glorious Lord descend

To be my Father and my friend?

Nor will thy watchful monarch cease
To guard thee in eternal peace.

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HOU only Sovereign of my heart,
My Refuge, my almighty Friend-

And can my soul from thee depart,
On whom alone my hopes depend?
2 Whither, ah! whither shall I go,
A wretched wanderer from my Lord?
Can this dark world of sin and woe
One glimpse of happiness afford?
3 Eternal life thy words impart :

On these my fainting spirit lives;
Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart,
Than all the round of nature gives.
4 Let earth's alluring joys combine;
While thou art near, in vain they call;
One smile, one blissful smile of thine,
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all.
5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie;
Here safety dwells, and peace divine;
Still let me live beneath thine eye,
For life, eternal life, is thine.

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JESUS, and shall it ever be,

thee?

Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise,
Whose glories shine thro' endless days.

Then let my songs with angels join; 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far
Heaven is secure, if God is mine.

Let evening blush to own a star; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee.

On whom my hopes of heaven depend,
No, when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.

dead;

Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's 4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear friend strength.

2 Put all thy beauteous garments on,

And let thy various charms be known:
Then, decked in robes of righteousness, 5 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may,
The world thy glories shall confess.

3 No more shall foes unclean invade,
And fill thy hallowed 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
His hand thy ruin shall repair; [pray'r;

When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fears to quell, no soul to save.
6 Till then-nor is my boasting vain-
Till then, I boast a Saviour slain :
And O may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me.

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EHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb,
With wonder, gratitude, and love;
To take away our guilt and shame,
See him descending from above!
2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid;
He meekly bore the mighty load;

Hast deigned a mortal form to wear,
A mortal's painful lot to bear.

4 When thou didst hang upon the tree,
The quaking earth acknowledged thee;
When thou didst there yield up thy
breath,
[death.
The world grew dark as shades of

Our ransom-price he fully paid, [blood. 5 Now in the Father's glory high,

In groans and tears, in sweat and

3 Pardon and peace through him abound;
He can the richest blessings give;
Salvation in his name is found,
He bids the dying sinner live.

4 Jesus, our Lord, we look to thee;
Where else can helpless sinners go?
Thy boundless love shall set us free
From all our wretchedness and woe.

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CHRIST! 0 our King, Creator, Lord! Saviour of all who trust thy word!

Great Conqu'ror, never more to die,
Us by thy mighty power defend,
And reign through ages without end!

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GREAT God,indulge my humble claim;

Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest;

The glories that compose thy name

Stand all engaged to make me blest.
2 Thou great and good, thou just and
wise,
Thou art my Father, and my God;
And I am thine, by sacred ties, [blood.
Thy son, thy servant, bought with
3 With early feet I love t'appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face;
And felt the power of sovereign grace.
4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise;
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And bless the remnant of my days.

To them who seek thee ever near,
Now to our praises bend an ear.
2 In thy dear cross a grace is found-
It flows from every streaming wound-Oft have I seen thy glory there,
Whose power our inbred sin controls,
Breaks the firm bond, and frees our
souls.

3 Thou didst create the stars of night; Yet thou hast veiled in flesh thy light

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THEE we adore, eternal Lord!
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We praise thy name with one ac-4
cord;

Thy saints, who here thy goodness see,
Through all the world do worship thee.

2 To thee aloud all angels cry, [high: 5 Seasons and months and weeks and

Demand successive songs of praise;
And be the grateful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.

6 Here in thy house let incense rise,
And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes,
Till to those lofty heights we soar,
Where days and years revolve no more.

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ORGIVENESS! 'tis a joyful sound
To guilty rebels doomed to die:
Publish the bliss the world around;
Ye seraphs, shout it from the sky.

2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine,
'Tis full, effacing every crime:
Unbounded shall its glories shine,
And feel no change by changing time.

3 For this stupendous love of heaven,
What grateful honors shall we show?
Where much transgression is forgiven,
Let love with equal ardor glow.

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13 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise
Round the whole earth, and never
So when thy truth began its race, [stand,
It touched and glanced on every land.
4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest,
Till thro' the world thy truth has run;.
Till Christ has all the nations blest,
That see the light or feel the sun.
5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Bless the dark world with heavenly
Thy gospel makes the simple wise, [light;
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments
right.

6 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renewed and sins forgiven;
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew,
And make thyword my guide to heav'n.

4 By this inspired, let all our days
With every heavenly grace be crown'd;
Let truth and goodness, prayer and
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TIGH in the heavens, eternal God,
Thy goodness in full glory shines:
Thy truth shall break thro' every cloud
That veils and darkens thy designs.

THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord; 2 For ever firm thy justice stands,
every star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.
2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days thy power con-
But the blest volume thou hast writ, [fess;
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.

As mountains their foundations keep;
Wise are the wonders of thy hands,
Thy judgments are a mighty deep.
3 My God, how excellent thy grace!
Whence all our hope and comfort
The sons of Adam in distress [springs;
Fly to the shadow of thy wings.