8. T. 9.

L. & Ch. ABBA, Father of our Lord,

C.

And the Churches Father;
Blefs us finners, whom thy word
To the Son did gather!

T. 125.

Our Father, great and glorious,
On Heav'ns exalted throne,
Thy kingdom prove victorious,
That Jefus Chrift thy Son,
May for his death and passion,
From ev'ry tongue and nation,
Receive a rich reward.

L. Ch. Jefus, who hast once been dead,
Faithful Lord and Savior,
Give me what thou'ft merited,
And I'm rich for ever.

C. Lord, let us be encreasing

In love and knowledge too,
That we in thee believing
In fpirit ferve thee fo,
As in our hearts to favor,
Thy matchlefs grace and favor,
And always for thee thirst.

L. Ch. Holy Ghoft, the Father's love,
Jefus' great compaffion,
And thy patience ever prove
Our strong confolation.

C. Enkindle love to Jefus

In us, we humbly pray,

That

A.

That thro' thy influence gracious
His love our hearts may sway,
That in the path proceeding,
To life eternal leading,

We may give joy to thee.

T. 593. a.

Thee Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Our God, we glad adore,

In Jefus' name with all the hoft
Of Heav'n for evermore.

L.& Ch. CHURCH of Chrift fing and rejoice,

Bring the Lord thro' all thy claffes,

Thanks and praises,

Glory, honor, might, and pow'r,

Evermore;

Since he is thy Head and Savior,
And his mercy, grace, and favor,
Richly doth on thee bestow.

T. 230.

C. Glory, thanks, and adoration,

Be giv'n to Chrift without ceffation,
Whofe prefence yields us joy and peace;
To the Father thanks and praises,
Whofe love in Chrift to life us raises,
And comforts us in all diftrefs;

The Spirit magnify,

Who does to us apply

Jefu's merit;

Our

Our God revere, he's prefent here,
Sing Hallelujah evermore!

L.&Ch. To the Father thanks are due,
For he gave his Son Chrift Jefas,

To release us:

And with him all gifts imparts
To our hearts.

Ah! how precious is the treafure
Of his grace; how rich in meafure!
This we all adoring own.

A. Father of the congregation,
O what abundant confolation
We in thy gracious counfel find!
Which by Chrift was manifefted;
S. His coming in the flesh atteíted
Thy tender love to loft mankind;
A. Thy name we magnify
To all eternity;
For thy mercies
Unbounded are;

Thy love and care

Exceed our utmost wish and pray'r.

L.& Ch. Angels, principalities,

Thrones, and pow'rs in heav'nly places,
Worship Jefus,

As the author of their frame;
Ye with them

Join to praise his incarnation,
Human life and bitter paffion,
And adore his faving name.

A. Lord, our matchlefs friend and brother,
Thy praises from each day to th' other
I'll fing, while I have breath in me;

S. God,

S.

God, as man to us related!

The grateful fenfe thou haft created,
To praise excites me powerfully;
A. Rife, fpirit of gladnefs, rife,

Exalt his facrifice,
Hallelujah!

In higheft ftrain

To the Lamb flain,

Let heav'n and earth reply: Amen.

L. Ch. Praife the Spirit's mighty work,
For he proves himself most glorious
And victorious,

Ruling by his influence

Heart and fense;

Doth he not from Jefu's merit

Truth and comfort, life and fpirit,
Grace and health to us difpenfe?

A. Holy Spirit, we adore thee,

And to thy name give praise and glory,
For graciously directing us,

S. To feek pardon, peace and favor

With God, thro' Jefus Chrift our Savior,
From whom alone falvation flows;

A. O fill us with his love,

So that our walk may prove

To his honor;

And grant
Continually

that we

May to thy voice obedient be.

A. Honor to the almighty Three,
And everlafting One:
All glory to the Father be,
The Spirit, and the Son!

C. ALL glory to the foy'reign Good

And Father of compaflion,
To God, our help and fure abode,
Whofe gracious visitation
Renews his bleffings every day,
And taketh all our griefs away:
Give to our God the glory.

Ch. The mighty seraphs give him praise,
The hofts of Heav'n adore him!
We here on earth unite our lays,
And proftrate fall before him.
Let all that breathe exalt his name,
By day and night his lauds proclaim,
And magnify his mercy.

C.

T. 97.

O Father, Son, and Comforter,

Thy praise none rightly can declare!
To know our own depraved heart,

And thy great name, and what thou art,

And yet to find thou doft fo gracious prove,
This makes us fink abas'd with fhame and love.

T. 146, 2d p.

L. & Ch. Accept a weeping eye,
A warm and grateful heart,
Tho' a thank-off'ring poor,
Yet take it in good part.