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FATHER, in whom we live,

In whom we are and move,
The glory, power, and praise receive
Of Thy creating Love.

Incarnate Deity,

Let all the ransomed race

Render in thanks their lives to Thee,

For Thy redeeming grace.

Spirit of holiness,

Let all Thy saints adore

Thy sacred energy, and bless
Thy heart-renewing power.

Eternal triune Lord,

Let all the hosts above,

Let all the sons of men, record,
And dwell upon Thy Love.

S. M.

C. Wesley. 1746.

1 COME, Thou almighty King,
Help us Thy Name to sing,
Help us to praise !

Father all glorious,
O'er all victorious,

Come and reign over us,
Ancient of days.

2 Jesus, our Lord, descend;
From all our foes defend,
Nor let us fall;

Let Thine almighty aid
Our sure defence be made;
Our souls on Thee be stayed;
Lord, hear our call!

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3 Come, Thou incarnate Word,
Gird on Thy mighty sword,
Our prayer attend:

Come, and Thy people bless,
And give Thy Word success;
Spirit of holiness,

On us descend.

4 Come, holy Comforter,
Thy sacred witness bear
In this glad hour:
Thou who almighty art,
Now rule in every heart,
And ne'er from us depart,
Spirit of power!

5 To the great One in Three
Eternal praises be,

Hence, evermore!

His sovereign Majesty
May we in glory see,
And to eternity

Love and adore.

C. Wesley. 1757. a.

L.M.

1 FATHER of heaven! whose Love profound
A ransom for our souls hath found,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend:
To us Thy pardoning Love extend.
2 Almighty Son! incarnate Word!

the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river

Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace which, like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.

4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son!
Mysterious Godhead! Three in One!
Before Thy throne we sinners bend:
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend!

Thomas Cotterill. 1827.

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THE CHURCH.

PSALM 118.

1 BEHOLD the sure Foundation Stone
Which God in Zion lays,

To build our heavenly hopes upon,
And His eternal praise.

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear,
And saints adore the Name;

They trust their whole salvation here,
Nor shall they suffer shame.

3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest,
Reject it with disdain;

C. M.

Yet on this Rock the Church shall rest,
And
envy rage in vain.

4 What though the gates of hell withstood,
Yet must this Building rise:

'Tis Thine own work, almighty God,
And wondrous in our eyes.

2 Jesus, our Lord, descend;
From all our foes defend,
Nor let us fall;

Watts. 1719.

Let Thine almighty aid
Our sure defence be made;
Our souls on Thee be stayed;
Lord, hear our call!

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1 CHURCH of the everlasting God,
The Father's gracious choice,
Amid the voices of this earth
How feeble is thy voice!

2 Thy words, amid the words of earth,
How noiseless and how low!
Amid the hurrying crowds of time,
Thy steps how calm and slow!

C. M.

3 But 'mid the wrinkled brows of earth,
Thy brow how free from care;
'Mid the flushed cheeks of riot here,
Thy cheek how pale and fair!
4 Amid the restless eyes of earth,
How steadfast is thine eye,
Fixed on the eternal loveliness
Of scenes beyond the sky!

Horatius Bonar. 1856. a.

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C.P.M.

8,7.

1 GLORIOUS things of Thee are spoken,
Zion, City of our God;

He, whose word cannot be broken,
Formed thee for His own abode.
On the Rock of Ages founded,

What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.
2 See, the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river

Ever flows their thirst to assuage?

Grace which, like the Lord, the Giver,
Never fails from age to age.

4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son!
Mysterious Godhead! Three in One!
Before Thy throne we sinners bend:
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend!

Thomas Cotterill. 1827.

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THE CHURCH.

PSALM 118.

1 BEHOLD the sure Foundation Stone
Which God in Zion lays,

To build our heavenly hopes upon,
And His eternal praise.

2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear,
And saints adore the Name;
They trust their whole salvation here,
Nor shall they suffer shame.
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He pours around thy head.

The nations round

Thy form shall view,

With lustre new,

Divinely crowned.

3 In honor to His Name,

Reflect that sacred light,

And loud that grace proclaim

Which makes thy darkness bright.

Pursue His praise,

Till sovereign Love

In worlds above

Thy glory raise.

4 There, on His holy hill,
A brighter Sun shall rise,
And with His radiance fill
Those fairer, purer skies;

While round His throne, | In nobler spheres

Ten thousand stars

His influence own.

Doddridge. 1755.

C. M.