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61. 8s & 7s.

1. WELCOME, welcome, quiet morning,
Welcome is this holy day;
Now the Sabbath morn, returning,
Says a week has passed away.
Let me think how time is passing;
Soon the longest life departs;
Nothing human is abiding

Save the love of humble hearts.

2. Love to God, and to our neighbor,
Makes our purest happiness;
Vain the wish, the care, the labor,
Earth's poor trifles to possess.

Swift my life's vain dreams are passing;
Like the startled dove they fly,
Or the clouds, each other chasing
Over yonder quiet sky.

3. Father, now one prayer I raise Thee;
Give an humble, grateful heart;
Never let me cease to praise Thee,

Never from Thy fear depart;

Then, when years have gathered o'er me,
And the world is sunk in shade,
Heaven's bright realm will rise before me;
There my treasure will be laid.

HYMNS FOR THE SANCTUARY.

62. 8s & 7s.

1. SEE the clouds upon the mountains,
Rolling, rising, melt away,
Light, forth flowing from its fountain,
Pours an unobstructed ray.

2. So before Thy presence fading,

Lord, may every shadow fly;
Chase the gloom my soul invading,
With the sunbeam of Thine eye.

3. Lo! it dawns, the Sabbath morning
Streams with radiance all divine;
Sanctity Thy courts adorning,

Beautiful with grace they shine.
4. Holiness becomes Thy dwelling,
Peerless Sovereign of the sky,
Princely palaces excelling,
Pomp of earthly majesty.

5. Rise, my soul, the day is breaking,
Gladdened nature drinks the light;
From the sleep of darkness waking,
Put off all the clouds of night.

6. Take the rest this day is bringing,
Best of all our earthly days,
Enter thou His gates with singing,
Tread the hallowed floor with praise.

COLLYER

63. 88, 7s & 4s.

1. LORD, dismiss us with Thy blessing,
Fill our hearts with joy and peace;
Let us each, Thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace:
O, refresh us,

Traveling through this wilderness.
2. Thanks we give, and adoration,
For Thy Gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of Thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound;
May Thy presence

With us evermore be found.

3. Then, whene'er the signal's given
Us from earth to call away,
Borne, on angel's wings to heaven-
Glad the summons to obey-
May we ever

Reign with Christ in endless day.

64. 8s & 7s.

BURDER.

1. LORD, with glowing heart I'll praise Thee For the bliss Thy love bestows;

For the pardoning grace that saves me,
And the peace that from it flows:
Help, O Lord, my weak endeavor,
This dull soul to rapture raise:
Thou must light the flame, or never
Can my love be warm'd to praise.

2. Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee
Wretched wanderer, far astray;
Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee
From the paths of death away:
Praise, with love's devoutest feeling,
Him who saw thy guilt-born fear,
And, the light of hope revealing,
Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear.

3. Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling
Vainly would my lips express:
Low before Thy footstool kneeling,
Deign Thy suppliant's prayer to bless:
Let Thy grace, my soul's chief pleasure,
Love's pure flame within me raise;
And since words can never measure,
Let my life show forth Thy praise.

DOXOLOGY. 8s & 78.

S. F. KEY.

PRAISE the God of all creation; Praise the Father's boundless love; Praise the Lamb, our expiationPriest and King, enthroned above; Praise the Fountain of salvationHim by whom our spirits live; Undivided adoration

To the one Jehovah give.

DARWELL. H. M.

DARWELL.

3. All hail, triumphant Lord! Heav'n with hosanna rings; While earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise re

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sponsive sings: Wor-thy art thou, who once wast slain, Thro' endless years to live and reign.

65. H. M.

1. AWAKE, our drowsy souls,
And break each slothful band;
The wonders of this day

Our noblest songs demand!
Auspicious morn, thy blissful rays
Bright seraphs hail in songs of praise.

2. At thy approaching dawn

Reluctant death resigned
The glorious Prince of life,

In dark domains confined:
Th' angelic host around him bends,
And mid their shouts the God ascends.

3. "All hail, triumphant Lord!"

Heaven with hosannas rings; While earth, in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings: Worthy art thou, who once wast slain, Through endless years to live and reign.

4. Gird on, great God, Thy sword,

Ascend Thy conquering car,
While justice, truth, and love,
Maintain the glorious war;

Victorious Thou, Thy foes shall tread,
And sin and hell in triumph lead.

66. H. M.

1. ALL, from the sun's uprise

Unto his setting rays,

Resound in jubilees

The great Creator's praise.

E. SCOTT.

Him serve alone; in triumph bring Your gifts, and sing before his throne!

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OCEAN. 7s & 6s.

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From the Psalmodist.

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1. Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth? Oh! serve Him with gladness and fear;

Exult in His presence with mu-sic and mirth, With love and de-vo-tion draw near.

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2. Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, Creator and Ruler o'er all;

And we are His people-His sceptre we own; His sheep, and we follow His call.

3. Oh! enter his gates with thanksgiving and song, Your vows in His temple proclaim;

His praise in melodious accordance prolong,
And bless His adorable name.

4. For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good,
And we are the work of His hand;
His mercy and truth from eternity stood,
And shall to eternity stand.

MONTGOMERY.

MERIDEN. C. M.

Arranged from THOMAS CLARK of Canterbury by L. MASON.

1. What glo-ry gilds the sa-cred page, Ma-jes-tic, like the sun; It gives a light to

ev-ery age; It gives, but borrows none, It gives, but borrows none, It gives, but, &c.

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76. C. M.

1. LAMP of our feet! whereby we trace
Our path, when wont to stray;
Stream from the Fount of heavenly grace!
Brook by the traveler's way!

2. Bread of our souls! whereon we feed ;
True manna from on high!

Our guide, our chart! wherein we read
Of realms beyond the sky.

3. Pillar of fire, through watches dark!
Or radiant cloud by day!

When waves would whelm our tossing bark,
Our anchor and our stay!

4. Childhood's preceptor! manhood's trust! Old age's firm ally!

Our hope, when we go down to dust.
Of immortality!

77. C. M.

BARTON.

1. LADEN with guilt, and full of fears,
I fly to Thee, my Lord;
And not a ray of hope appears,
But in Thy written word.

2. The volume of my Father's grace
Does all my grief assuage;
Here I behold my Saviour's face
In almost ev'ry page.

3. This is the field where hidden lies
The pearl of price unknown;
That merchant is divinely wise
Who makes the pearl his own.
4. This is the judge that ends the strife
Where wit and reason fail;

My guide to everlasting life
Through all this gloomy vale.

WATTS.

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