216 Praise to God. Oh! yet, as in thine ancient day, Praise to God. CXIX. WATTS. FROM all that dwell below the skies, Eternal are thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends thy word; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. Ender of First Lines. Page ASSEMBLED at thy great command Awake, my people, saith your God BLOW ye the trumpet abroad o'er the sea P. M. Blest be the tie that binds Break every yoke, the Gospel cries 54 L. M. 70 S. M. 81 COME let us leave the vain, the proud P. M. 147 L. M. 177 DAUGHTER of Zion! from the dust EQUIP me for the war Exert thy power, thy rights maintain C. M. 192 S. M. 170 FROM Georgia's Southern mountains GREAT Father! who created all Great God! if the humble and weak &c. Go forth to the mount, bring &c. God of Israel's faithful three God gave to Afric's sons P. M. 41 P. M. 106 God made the world-in every land. HAIL to the Lord's annointed Heard ye the mighty rushing Here freedom's life-cry taught the brave Hark! I hear a voice of anguish Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes c. M. 201 IT is the wrongs of Afric's sons L. P. M. 29 Is it not good to mourn for those P. M. 134 LORD! if thou dost not soon appear Lord, when thine ancient people cried OH Father, when the softened heart Oh Thou whose justice reigns on high L. P. M. 116 S. M. 129 7s. 168 L. M. 212 8. 7. 4. 159 Oh Jesus, by the mortal pains we bear Oh Saviour, whom this holy morn O let the prisoner's mournful sighs RISE, freemen, rise! the call goes forth SING we the song of those who stand Sit down and take thy fill of joy THE Lord will come! the earth &c. The breaking waves dashed high C. M. 125 L. M. 145 7. 6. 199 The God of glory sends his summons forth P. M. 68 The Lord is great, ye hosts &c. The heart has tendrils like the vine |