5 Here, may th' attentive throng Imbibe thy truth and love, And converts join the Of seraphim above, song And willing crowds surround thy board With sacred joy and sweet accord. 6 Here, may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise, And shine like polish'd stones, Through long succeeding days; Here, Lord, display thy saving power, While temples stand and men adore. CCXXXVII. L. M. DODdridge. ·On opening a place of public worship. 1 GREAT God, thy watchful care we bless, Which guards thine earthly courts in peace, Nor dare tumultuous foes invade, *CXXXVIII. C. M. NEWTON. As thou hast given a place for prayer, 2 Within these walls let holy peace, 3 Show us some token of thy love, 4 And may the gospel's joyful sound, CCXXXIX. S. M. S. STENNETT, The pleasures of social Worship. [OW charming is the place, Unveils the beauties of his face, 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort, 3 Here on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crown'd, ♦ To him their prayers and cries 5 To them his sovereign will And in return accepts with smiles 6 Give me, O Lord, a place CCXL. S. M. WATTS'S LYRIC POEMS. "A Forms vain without Grace. LMIGHTY Maker, God! 2 Nature in ev'ry dress Her constant homage pays, 3 My soul would rise and sing Fain would my tongite adore my King, [But pride, that busy sin, Spoils all that I perform, Curs'd pride, that creeps securely in, And swells a haughty worm.] 3 Create my soul anew, Else all my worship's vain; 2 This wretched heart will ne'er be true, Until 'tis form'd again. Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days, In sweet perfumes of praise. CCXLL L. M. S. STENNETT. To be sung between Prayer and Sermon, WHERE two or three, with sweet accord, Meet to recount his acts of grace, 66 There," says the Saviour," will I be, "To them unveil my smiling face, "And shed my glories round the place." 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, Relying on thy faithful word: O send thy Spirit from above, And fill our hearts with heavenly love. CCXLIL C. M. RIPPON'S BELEC. God giveth the increase. 1 Cor. iii. 6. 7. 'IN 'N vain Apollos' silver tongue, Olet thy power and grace divine CCXLIII. C. M. BEDDOME. The Freeness of the Gospel. Rev. xxii. 17. 1 HOW free and boundless is the grace Of our redeeming God, Extending to the Greek and Jew, And inen of every blood! The mightiest king, and meanest slave, He bids the beggar and the prince 3 None are excluded thence, but those 4 Come then, ye men of every name, 1 What you're made willing to rece i v CCXLIV. L. M. RIPPON'S Selec. 2 Sinners on every side step in, 3 Thou cov❜nant angel swift come down, |