And blest is he whose loins are girt, whose lamp is burning bright; With lamp untrimm'd,un-burn - ing, and with slumber in his 2 Do thou, my soul, keep watch, beware lest thou in sleep sink down, 3 That day, the day of fear, shall come; my soul, slack not thy toil, 4 Beware, my soul! take thou good heed, lest thou in slumber lie, Rev. GERARD MOULTRIE, 1867 NEWBOLD C. M. 217 G. KINGSLEY 53 2 O for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Re-deem - er's praise;The glo-ries of my God and King, The triumphs of His grace,The triumphs of His grace. A-men. 9:23 O for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Re-deemer's praise; 54 The glo-ries of my God and King, The tri-umphs of His grace. A-men. 2 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, "To be exalted thus; 99 "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, "For He was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine; And blessings, more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever Thine. ST. STEPHEN C. M. And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift Thy glories high, And speak Thine endless praise. 5 Let all creation join in one To bless the sacred name 219 Of Him that sits upon the throne, Rev. ISAAC WATTS, 1707 Rev. WILLIAM JONES, 1789 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach, 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay What mortal tongue display! Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 He left His radiant throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die: Was ever love like this? Our humble thanks to Thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Saviour died for me." 5 Oh, may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love Thy charming name, ANNE STEELE, 1760 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of your God Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 3 Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Hail Him who saves you by His grace, 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, To Him all majesty ascribe, 6 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng Join in the everlasting song, Rev. EDWARD Perronet, 1779-80. v. 6. Rev. J. RIPPON, 1787 MILES LANE C. M. 220 4 W. SHRUBSOLE, 1785 9:24 All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name ! Let an-gels prostrate fall;Bring forth the royal |