Where'er the foot of man hath trod,
Descend on our apostate race.

2 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love,
To preach the reconciling word;
Give power and unction from above,
Whene'er the joyful sound is heard.
3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light;
Confusion, order in thy path;
Souls without strength inspire with might;
Bid mercy triumph over wrath.

4 Baptize the nations far and nigh,
The triumphs of the cross record;
The name of Jesus glorify,

Till every kindred call him Lord. 5 God from eternity hath willed

All flesh shall his salvation see; So be the Father's love fulfilled, The Saviour's sufferings crowned through thee.

166.

PRAISE TO THE FATHER,
SON, AND HOLY SPIRIT.

148th M.

6666,88.

St. John's-Bevan-Waterstock-Evegate.

1 To Him that chose us first,
Before the world began;
To Him that bore the curse,
To save rebellious man;

To Him that forms our hearts anew Are endless praise and glory due. 2 The Father's love shall run

Through our immortal songs; We bring to God the Son

Hosannas on our tongues;

Our lips address the Spirit's name With equal praise, and zeal the same. 3 Let every saint above,

And angel round the throne,

For ever bless and love

The sacred three in One;

Thus heaven shall raise his honours high
When earth and time grow old and die.

167.

HOLY, HOLY, HOLY!
LORD GOD ALMIGHTY!

Worship.

11. 12. 12.10.

1 Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! Gratefully adoring, our songs shall rise to thee:

Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and Mighty! God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity! 2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;

Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee,

Who wast, and art. and evermore shalt be.

3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee,

Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see;

Only thou art holy: there is none beside thee

Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 4 Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth, and sky, and sea:

Holy, holy, holy! Merciful and Mighty!
God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity!

168.

PRAISE, O PRAISE THE NAME DIVINE. 78.
Geneva-Durham-St. Helen's.

1 Praise O praise the name divine!
Praise it at the hallowed shrine;
Let the firmament on high
To its Maker's praise reply.

2 Be the harp no longer mute;
Sound the trumpet, touch the lute,
Wake to life each tuneful string,
Bring the pipe, the timbrel bring.
3 All who vital breath enjoy,

In his praise that breath employ;
And in one great chorus join-
Praise, O praise the name divine!

4 Praise the name of God most high!
Praise him, all below the sky!
Praise him, all ye heavenly host,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost!

Kent-Hamburg-Mainzer.

1 O God, who didst thy will unfold
In wondrous modes to saints of old,
By dream, by oracle, or seer:

Wilt thou not still thy people hear?

L.M.

2 What though no answering voice is heard:
Thine oracles, the written word,
Counsel and guidance still impart,
Responsive to the upright heart.

3 What though no more by dreams is shown That future things to God are known; Enough the promises reveal;

Wisdom and love the rest conceal.

4 Faith asks no signal from the skies,
To show that prayers accepted rise;
Our Priest is in the holy place,
And answers from the throne of grace.
5 No need of prophets to inquire:
The sun is risen: the stars retire,
The Comforter is come, and sheds
His holy unction on our heads.

6 Lord, with this grace our hearts inspire: Answer our sacrifice by fire;

And by thy mighty acts declare,
Thou art the God who heareth prayer.

170.

THE WRITTEN WORD,

Martyrdom-Winchester Old-Northampton.

1 Laden with guilt, and full of fears,
I fly to thee, my Lord!

And not a glimpse of hope appears
But in thy written word.

2 The volume of my Father's grace
Does all my griefs assuage:
Here I behold my Saviour's face
Almost in every page.

C. M.

3 This is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown:
The merchant is divinely wise
Who makes this pearl his own.
4 Here, consecrated water flows
To quench my thirst of sin;
Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows,
Nor danger lurks therein.

5 This is the judge that ends the strife
Where wit and reason fail;

My guide to everlasting life
Through all this gloomy vale.