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WOODSTOCK. RICHARDS. MELODY. 61
HYMN 167.

HYMN 170.
O Thou, enthroned in worlds above, Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb!
Our Father and our Friend ;

We love to hear of thee; Low at the footstool of thy love,

No music like thy charming name,
Thy children humbly bend.

So sweet or dear can be.
All reverence to thy name be given ; The gentle whisper of thy voice,
Thy kingdom wide displayed;

Allays each doubting fear;
And as thy will is done in heaven, It bids the trembling soul rejoice,
Be it on earth obeyed.

And dries the falling tear.
Our table may thy bounty spread, This, this shall be our constant theme,
From thy exhaustless store;

And this our thrilling joy;
Give us each day our daily bread; The praises of our Saviour's name,
We would not ask for more.

Shall be our sweet employ.
That pardon we to others give,

HYMN 171.
Do thou to us extend;
From all temptations, o relieve; With sacred joy we lift our eyes
From every ill defend.

To those bright realms above,
To thee belongs, O Lord Most High,

That glorious temple in the skies,

Where dwells eternal Love.
The kingdom, glory, power,
Thro' the wide earth and spacious sky, Before the radiant throne we bow
Both now and evermore.

Of heaven's almighty King :

Here we present the solemn vow,
HYMN 168.

And hymns of glory sing.
Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Thee we adore ; and, Lord, to thee
Inspire each lifeless tongue:

Our filial duty pay ;
And let the joys of heaven impart, Thy service, unconstrained and free,
Their spirit to our song.

Conducts to endless day. Thy kindling love alone can raise While in the house of prayer we kneel, In us the heavenly flame,

With trust and holy fear, Alone inspire the vital praise,

Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,
Of glory to thy name.

And lend a gracious ear.
Dear Saviour, may thy glory shine,
And fill thy dwelling here,

HYMN 172.
Till in the bliss of light divine,

Eternal Source of joys divine, A heaven on earth appear.

To thee my soul aspires :

O could I say, The Lord is mine!
HYMN 169.

'Tis all my soul desires.
And can my heart aspire so high, Thy smile can give me real joy,
To say . My Father! God!'

Unmingled and refined,
Lord, at thy feet, I fain would lie, Substantial bliss without alloy,
And learn to kiss the rod.

And lasting as the mind.
I would submit to all thy will,

Thy smile can gild the shade of woe, For thou art good and wise,

Bid stormy troubles cease, Bid every anxious thought be still, And spread the dawn of heaven below, Nor one fuint murmur rise.

And sweeten pain to peace. Thy love can cheer the darkest gloom, My Hope, my Trust, my Life, my Lord, Ånd bid me wait serene,

Assure me of thy love; Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, O speak the kind, transporting word, And brighten all the scene.

And bid my fears remove.
My Father! O permit my heart Then shall my thankful powers rejoice,
To plead its humble claim,

And triumph in my God,
And ask the bliss those words impart, Till heavenly rapture tune my voice
In my Redeemer's name.

To sound thy praise abroad.
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3. O praise the Lord with ev'ry breath, For hope's

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JORDAN. NORTHFIELD.

63 HYMN 174.

HYMN 177.
When verdure robes the fertile vale, Lo, what a glorious sight appears,
And blossoms deck the spray,

To our believing eyes !
And fragrance breathes in every gale, The former things have past away,
How sweet the vernal day!

And earth, and sea, and skies ! Hark! how the feathered warblers sing! From heaven above, where God resides, 'Tis nature's cheerful voice;

That holy, happy place, Soft music hails the lovely spring,

The New Jerusalem comes down, And woods and fields rejoice.

Adorned with shining grace. O God of nature and of grace,

The light of mercy long obscured, Thy heavenly gifts impart;

Now dawns on earth again, Then shall my meditation trace

For God himself in grace declares Spring, blooming in my heart.

His dwelling is with men! Inspired to praise, I then shall join His own soft hand shall wipe the tears Glad nature's cheerful song ;

From every weeping eye; And love, and gratitude divine

And pains, and groans, & griefs & fears, Attune my joyful tongue.

And death, itself, shall die !

How long, dear Saviour, O how long, HYMN 175.

Shall this bright hour delay ?
O could our thoughts and wishes fly Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time,
Above these gloomy shades,

And bring the welcome day.
To that celestial world on high,
Which sorrow ne'er invades !

HYMN 178.
There, joys unseen by mortal eyes, Redeeming Spirit, О behold
Or reason's feeble ray,

A world by sin destroyed ! In every blooming prospect rise, Creating Spirit, as of old, Exposed to no decay.

Move on the formless void! Lord, send a ray of light divine

Give thou the word ! the healing sound To guide our upward ain!

Shall quell the deadly strife,
With one reviving look of thine, And earih again, like Eden crowned,
Our languid hearts inflame.

Bring forth the tree of life.
Oh then, on faith's sublimest wing, If rang the morning stars for joy,
Our ardent souls shall rise,

When nature rose to view,
To scenes of joy, where pleasures spring, What strains will angel harps employ,
Iinmortal in the skies.

When thou shalt all renew!

And if the sons of God rejoice
HYMN 176.

To hear a Saviour's name,
My Shepherd will supply my need ; How will the ransomed raise their voice,
Jehovah is his name;

To whom that Saviour came ! In pastures fresh he makes me feed,

Lo, every kindred, every tribe, Beside the living stream.

Assembling round the throne,
He brings my wandering spirit back The new creation shall ascribe
When I forsake his ways,

To sovereign love alone.
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace.

HYMN 179.
When passing through the vale of death, O all ye nations, praise the Lord ;
Thy presence is my stay;

His glorious deeds proclaim;
One word of thy supporting breath, The wonders of his grace record,
Drives all my fears away.

And laud his mighty name. The mercies of the living God,

His love is great, his mercy sure, Attend me all my days;

And faithful is his word; O may thy house be my abode,

His truth forever shall endure; And all my work be praise.

Forever praise the Lord !

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HYMN 180.

HYMN 181.
Joy to the earth! the Prince of Peace Praise ye the Lord! be our employ
His banner has unfurled ;

In triumph to rejoice;
Let sin, and woe, and error cease, Let every soul, in holy joy,
And joy pervade the world !

Lift up the grateful voice. Praise ye the Lord! for truth and grace Peace on the earth, good will to men, His word and life display ;

Embraced the gospel plan; Let every soul his love embrace, Let that high strain be heard again, And own its kindling sway.

Which angel tones began. Joy to the earth! let every tongue

Glory to God! his praise transcends His gracious name extol;

The noblest flight of thought; To him our hymns of praise belong, Yet faith to love her pinion lends, For he is Lord of all.

And finds the blessing sought.
Laud ye his name! his wondrous love Joy to the isles and lands afar,
In thankful joy record;

Messiah reigns above ;
Let every heart his mercies prove, Let every eye behold the star,
The mercies of the Lord.

The star of light and love.

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Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,

A remnant weak and small, Hajl him who saves you by his grace,

And crown him Lord of all. Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget

The wormwood and the gall; Go, spread your trophies at his feet,

And crown him Lord of all. Let every kindred, every tribe

On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe,

And crown him Lord of all. And when with yonder sacred throng

We at his feet shall fall; We'll join the everlasting song,

And erown him Lord of all,

Each token of his gracious care

The heart of man should move, In grateful praises to declare

His mercy and his love.
And when by faith and hope we see

The record of his will,
Qur chiefest happiness should be

His counsel to fulfil.
O may our souls the quick’ning feel

of mercy's heavenly Dove, And in his fear forever dwell,

And know that God is Love.

HYMN 183.
Ye kindreds of the earth, rejoice

With ransomed hosts above;
In pure devotion tune each voice,

To sing that God is Love.
In wisdom, might and love, display'd

Within us and abroad,
The eye of mind may clearly read

The spirit of our God.

HYMN 184.
O bless the Lord of Light, who came

From darkness to release;
Give glory to his honored name,

And crown him Prince of Peace. Praise him whose reign of truth and grace

Shall evermore increase, Until each soul of all our race,

Shall own him Prince of Peace.
When finished is his plan of love,

All sin and woe shall cease ;
And every tongue, in heaven above,

Shall own him Prince of Peace.

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