301. Psalm LXXXIV. How lovely is the place The brightness of Thy face ! 2 My longing soul faints with desire To view Thy blest abode : For Thee, the living God. 3 O Lord of hosts, my King and God, How highly blest are they, And there Thy praise display ! 4 Thrice happy they, whose choice has Thee, Their sure protection made ; That to Thy dwelling lead ! 5 Thus they proceed from strength to strength, And still approach more near, Before their God appear. 6 Thou God, whom heavenly hosts obey, How highly blest is he, New Version. 302. I Psalm LXXXIV. To Thine abode My heart aspires With warm desires 2 O happy souls that pray They praise Thee still ; And happy they That love the way 3 They go from strength to strength Throu this dark vale of tears, O glorious seat, When God our King Shall thither bring 1. Watts 303. Psalm LXXXIV. 2 Happy birds that sing and fly 3 Happy souls ; their praises flow Even in this vale of woe ; H. F. Lyte. 2 304. Thy goodness to adore, On us Thy blessing pour ; The Blood in mercy shed ; Lord ! let our souls be fed ! Help us Thy quickening grace to feel. 3 Be Thou, O Holy Spirit, nigh! Accept the humble prayer, The sinner's heartfelt tear; I 305. And doth Thy Cup with love o'erflow ? And let them all Thy sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred Feast, which Jesus makes ! Rich banquet of His Flesh and Blood ! That sacred stream, that heavenly food. And more, I 3 Oh! let Thy Table honoured be, And furnished well with joyful guests ; That here its sacred pledges tastes. 4 Revive Thy dying churches, Lord ! And bid our drooping graces live ; that afford P. Doddridge. 306. Sancti, venite, Corpus Christi sumite. 1 DRAW nigh, and take the Body of the Lord, And drink the holy Blood for you outpoured. Whereby refreshed, we render thanks to God. 3 Salvation's Giver, Christ the only Son, By that His Cross and Blood the victory won, 4 Offered was He for greatest and for least: Himself the Victim, and Himself the Priest. 5 Victims were offered by the Law of old, That in a type, celestial mysteries told. 6 He, Ransomer from death, and Light from shade, Giveth His holy grace His saints to aid. 7 Approach ye then, with faithful hearts sincere, And take the safeguard of salvation here. 7. M. Neale. (tr.) 2 T |