4 Jesus! the vision of thy face Has overpow'ring charms;
Scarce shall we feel death's cold embrace, Encircled in thine arms.
5 Then while we feel our heart-strings break,
How soft our moments roll!
A mortal paleness on the cheek,
But glory in the soul !
ND wilt thou, great eternal God!
With us establish thine abode ?
And wilt thou from thy radiant throne
Our persons and our worship own?
2 We bring the tribute of our praise,
And sing thy condescending grace,
That tabernacles with us here,
To cherish hope and banish fear.
3 Here Lord! thy covenant maintain;
Thy graces shed like gentle rain ;
Thy word with power divine attend;
That conquering grace may sinners bend.
4 Here, Sun of righteousness! arise;
And with thy beams rejoice our eyes;
With genial warmth our souls revive,
And on thy glories let us live.
5 And on the great decisive day,
When thou the nations shalt survey;
Then to thy praise may it appear
That crowds were born to glory here.
HOW charming is the place,
Where our Redeemer, God,
Unveils the beauties of his face,
And sheds his love abroad!
2 Not the proud palaces
To which the great resort,
Are once to be compared with this,
Where Jesus holds his court.
3 Here on the mercy seat,
With radiant glories crown'd,
He stays his favour'd flock to greet,
And smile on all around.
4 To him our pray'rs and cries,
Our souls, in faith, present:
He listens to our broken sighs,
And gives the grace we want.
5 To us his loving will
He graciously imparts;
And, in return, remembers still
The offerings of our hearts.
ORD of hosts! how lovely fair, 'E'en on earth thy footsteps afe ! Here, in faith, we wait and see Much of heaven, and much of thee!
2 From thy gracious presence flows
Bliss that softens all our woes ;
While thy Spirit's hallow'd fire,
Warms our hearts with pure desire.
3 Here we supplicate thy throne ;
Here thou mak'st thy glories known;
Here we learn thy righteous ways,
Taste thy love, and sing thy praise.
4 Thus with sacred songs of joy,
We our happy lives employ ;
Love, and long to love thee more,
Till from earth to heaven we soar.
AWAY from every earthly care,
O Lord! our souls would now retreat; We leave this worthless world afar, To wait and worship near thy seat.
2 Lord! in the footsteps of thy grace, We see thy love, and we adore; We gaze upon thy lovely face,
And learn the wonders of thy power.
3 While here our various wants we mourn
United cries ascend on high;
And truth insures a quick return
Of blessings in variety.
4 Father! our souls would still abide
Within thy courts, and near thy side
But if our feet must hence depart,
Still keep thy dwelling in our hearts.
ORD! what a heaven of saving grace,
Shines thro' the beauties of thy face;
And lights our passions to a flame
Of love divine to thy dear name!
2 Enlighten'd by thy truth divine,
When we behold thy glories shine,
We tread the world beneath our feet,
And all the world calls good and great.
3 While such a scene of sacred joys
Our raptur'd souls with bliss employs,
Hence would we mount and soar away,
To thee in everlasting day.
4 Well, we shall quickly pass the night,
To the fair coasts of perfect light;
Then shall our joyful senses rove
O'er the dear object of our love.
5 Send blessings, Lord! from thy right hand, While we pass thro' this barren land And thro' thy Gospel let us see
A glimpse of heaven, a glimpse of thee.
1 PRINKLED with reconciling blood,
With joy we view thy throne, O God!
Thy face no frowning aspect wears,
Thy hand no vengeful thunder bears.
2 The circling rainbow, peaceful sign!
Doth with refulgent brightness shine;
And while our faith beholds it near,
We bid farewell to ev'ry fear.
3 We now our grateful homage pay;
With courage sing, with fervour pray;
And tho' by nature all undone,
We are accepted in thy Son.
4 Thy Son, who, on th' accursed tree,
Expir'd to set the vilest free;
And ask all blessings in his name!".
OOK from thy throne, O God! and see
Thy longing children wait for thee:
Come and revive thy work again,
And with our needy souls remain. I
2 To us thy cheering grace impart;
Bind up
and heal the broken heart;
Our sins subdue, our souls restore,
And let our foes prevail no more.
3 Some tokens of thy love afford;
To ev'ry heart apply thy Word;
Now let the blind their danger see,
And help them to thy Son to flee.
4 Here, while we wait, thyself reveal;
And on our hearts thine image seal;
Replete with love, replete with grace;
Dwell with us till we see thy face.
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