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First Nibision. THE WORSHIP, THE ATTRIBUTES,
AND THE WORKS OF GOD.
HYMNS CONCERNING THE WORSHIP OF GOD.
My great Redeemer's praise!
The triumphs of His grace!
Assist me to proclaim,
The honours of Thy Name. 3 Jesus! the Name that charms our fears
That bids our sorrows cease; "Tis music in the sinner's ear's,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.
He sets the prisoner free;
His blood availed for me. 5 He speaks,- and listening to His voice,
New life the dead receive;
The humble poor believe,
6 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb,
Your loosened tongues employ ;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.
Your God, ye fallen race;
Be justified by grace.
The Lamb of God was slain,
For every soul of man.
And Christ shall give you light,
And wash the Æthiop white. 10 With me, your chief, ye then shall know,
Shall feel your sins forgiven;
And own that love is heaven.
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In every time and place,
The God of truth and grace:
Eternal praise be Thine !
In choral symphonies,
And never, never cease:
O'erwhelmed before Thy throne!
Who chant Thy praise above,
We on eagles' wings aspire,
The wings of faith and love:
Our subject is the same.
Which gave Thy Son to die;
Alike we glorify
L.M. 6 lines. J. WESLEY.
Gen. xxviii. 16, 17.
how dreadful is this place!
Serve Him with awe, with reverence love. 2 Lo! God is here! Him day and night
The united choirs of angels sing :
Wealth, pleasure, fame, for Thee alone: To Thee our will, soul, flesh, we give; O take, O seal them for Thine own: Thou art the God; Thou art the Lord; Be Thou b-- -" Thy works adored ! 4 Being oft
, may our praise Thy cour h grateful fragrance fill:
Still may we stand before Thy face,
Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice !
Are full, Thou Source and Life of all;
All may we lose, so Thee we gain ! 6 As flowers their opening leaves display,
And glad drink in the solar fire,
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The Fount of joy Thou art,
Ever! ever !
art King. 2 Lord, there are bending now before Thee The elders, with their crowned glory,
The first-born of the blessed band.
Loud are the songs of praise
Ever ! ever !
We too are Thine, and with them sing,
Thou, Lord, and only Thou art King.'
And of the wisdom, power, and might,
For all is never sung,
Where stars revolve their little rounds: 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings,
He hides his face behind his wings;
Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do P
We would adore our Maker too!
The Great, the Holy, and the High.
And worms have learn'd to lisp Thy name;
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind! 5 God is in heaven, and men below:
Be short our tunes, our words be few;
And praise sits silent on our tongues. 6
L.M. 6 lines, triplets. C. WESLEY.
Extol the great Jehovah's name,