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The Blessing of God implored.

C. M

1 IN thy great name, O Lord, we come
To worship at thy feet;

Oh pour thy Holy Spirit down
On all that now shall meet.

2 We come to hear Jehovah speak,
To hear the Saviour's voice;
Thy face and favor, Lord, we seek;
Now make our hearts rejoice.

3 Teach us to pray and praise-to hear
And understand thy word;
To feel thy blissful presence near,
And trust our living Lord.

4 Let sinners now thy goodness prove,
And saints rejoice in thee;

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Let rebels be subdued by love,
And to the Saviour flee.

Divine Aid sought,

1 LORD, we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bow;

Oh do not our suit disdain;

Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend;
In compassion now descend;
Fill our hearts with thy rich grace,
Tune our lips to sing thy praise.
3 In thine own appointed way,
Now we seek thee, here we stay;

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Lord, we know not how to go,
Till a blessing thou bestow.

4 Send some message from thy word,
That may peace and joy afford;
Let thy Spirit now impart

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Full salvation to each heart.

Social Worship.

LORD, our languid souls inspire,
For here we trust thou art;
Send down a coal of heavenly fire,
To warm each waiting heart.

2 Show us some token of thy love,
Our fainting hope to raise;
And pour thy blessing from above,
That we may render praise.

3 The feeling heart, the melting eye,
The humble mind bestow;
And shine upon us from on high,
To make our graces grow.

4 May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith present our prayers;
And, in the presence of our Lord,
Unbosom all our cares.

5 And may the gospel's joyful sound,
Enforced by mighty grace,

Awaken many sinners round
To come and fill the place.

C. M.

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THOU in whom thy saints are one,
Permit us now to see,

In this short hour of prayer and praise,
A glimpse of heaven and thee.

2 While, with one heart and one desire,
Low at thy feet we kneel,

Oh warm our hearts with heavenly love,
And all thy grace reveal.

3 Thy gracious presence, Lord, alone
Čan make our worship bless'd,

Drive from our thoughts a vexing world,
And lay our griefs to rest.

4 Descend, and bless our waiting souls,
And meet us as thine own;

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And fit us to ascend and praise
Before th' eternal throne.

The Praises of Heaven.

C. M.

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1 COME, Lord, and warm each languid
Inspire each lifeless tongue;
And let the joys of heaven impart
Their influence to our song.

2 The saints, from sin for ever free,
There mourn its power no more;
But, clothed in spotless purity,
Redeeming love adore.

3 There the bless'd followers of the Lamb Join in immortal songs;

And endless honors to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.

4 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love;
Our feeble notes inspire;
Till in thy blissful courts above
We join th' angelic choir.

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Invocation of the Saviour.

ICOME, thou desire of all thy saints,

Our humble strains attend;

C. M.

While, with our praises and complaints,
Low at thy feet we bend.

2 When we thy wondrous glories hear,
And all thy sufferings trace,
What sweetly awful scenes appear!
What rich, unbounded grace!

3 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise!

How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies!

4 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise
In us the heavenly flame;

Then shall our lips resound thy praise,
Our hearts adore thy name.

5 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine,
And fill thy dwellings here,

Till life and love and joy divine
A heaven on earth appear.

WORSHIP.

Praise to the Saviour.

1 ALL praise to his name

Who gives us to meet,
His love to proclaim,
His mercies repeat:
Who offers his blessing,
And bids us draw near;
Whose favor possessing,
We nothing should fear.
2 In him we have peace,

In him we have power;
His smiles never cease

To cheer the dark hour:
In every temptation,

He sends from above
His wondrous salvation,
His rescuing love.

3 Bless'd Jesus, thy word
Can bid us be free;
Our Saviour and Lord,
We hasten to thee:
Oh give us some token
That thou art still nigh;
Our faith is unbroken,
Our help is on high.

Presence of the Saviour.

5.6.

L. M.

1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found; And every place is hallowed ground.