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3. Let joy and worship spend
The remnant of my days;
And to my God my soul ascend,
In sweet perfumes of praise.
Hymn 344. L. M.
NOTHER six day's work is done,
Another sabbath is begun;
Return my soul, enjoy thy rest,
Improve the day thy God has blest.
2. Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns, So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast of heav'n,
And gives this day the food of sev❜n.
3. O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incence, to the skies;
And draw from heav'n that sweet repose,
Which none, but he who feels it, knows..
4. This heav'nly calm, within the breast,
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the church of God remains,
The end of cares, the end of pains.
5, With joy, great God, thy works we view,
In various scenes both old and new;
With praise we think on mercies past,
With hope, we future pleasures taste..
6. In holy duties let the day,
In holy pleasures pass away;
How sweet, a Sabbath thus to spend,'
In hope of one that ne'er shall end
Hymn 345. c. M.
REQUENT the day of God returns beams;
And yet how slow devotion burns!
How languid are its flames.
2. Accept our faint attempts to love,
Our frailties, Lord forgive;
We would be like thy saints above,
And praise thee while we live.
3. Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend,
Where the assembly ne'er breaks up,
The Sabbath ne'er shall end.
4. Where we shall breathe in heav'nly air,
With heav'nly lustre shine;
Before the throne of God appear,
And feast on love divine.
Hymn 346. s. M.
ELCOME sweet day of rest,
That saw the Lord arise,
Welcome to this reviving breast,
And these rejoicing eyes.
2. The King himself comes near,
And feasts his saints to-day;
Here we may sit, and see him here,
And love, and praise and pray.
3. One day amidst the place
Where my dear God hath been,
Is sweeter than ten thousand days
Of pleasurable sin.
4. My willing soul would stay
In such a frame as this,
And sing and bear herself away
To everlasting bliss.
Hymn 347. s. M.
OW charming is the place
Where my redeemer God
Unveils the beauties of his face,
And sheds his love abroad.
2. Not the fair palaces
To which the great resort,
Are once to be compar'd with this,
Where Jesus holds his court.
3. Here on the mercy seat,
With radiant glory crown'd
Our joyful eyes behold him sit,
And smile on all around.
4. To him their pray'rs and cries
Each humble soul presents:
He listens to their broken sighs,
And grants them all their wants.
5. To them his sov❜reign will
He graciously imparts:
And in return accepts with smiles,
The tribute of their hearts.
6. Give me, O Lord, a place
Within thy blest abode,
Among the children of thy grace,
The servants of my God.
Hymn 348. L. м,
A Away from earth, our souls retreat,
We leave this worthless world afar,
And wait and worship near thy seat.
2. Lord, in the temple of thy grace,
We see thy feet, and we adore;
We gaze upon thy lovely face,
And learn the wonders of thy pow'r
3. Whilst here our various wants we mourn,
United groans ascend on high;
And pray'r brings down a quick return
Of blessings in variety.
4. Father! my soul would still abide
Within thy temple, near thy side';
But if my feet must hence depart,
Still keep thy dwelling in my heart.
Hymn 349. c. M.
Duties and Privileges, Jude 20, 21.
HILST sinners, who presume to bear
The christian's sacred name,
Throw up the reigns to every lust,
And glory in their shame:
2. Ye saints, preserv'd in Christ and call'd,
Detest their impious ways,
And on the basis of your faith
An heav'nly temple raise.
3. Upon the Spirit's promis❜d aid
Depend from day to day,
And, whilst he breathes his quick'ning grace,
Adore, and praise, and pray.
4. Preserve unquench'd your love to God, And let the flame arise,
And higher and still higher blaze,
'Till it ascends the skies.
5. With a transporting joy expect
The grace your Lord shall give,
When all his saints shall from his hands
Their crowns of life receive.'
Hymn 350. C. M.
ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear
My voice ascending high;
To thee will I direct my pray❜r,
To thee lift up mine eye;
2. Up to the hills where Christ is gone,
To plead for all his saints,
Presenting at his Father's throne
Our songs and our complaints.
3. Yes, to thy house will I resort,
To taste thy mercies here;
I will frequent thy holy court,
And worship in thy fear.
4. O may thy Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness!
Make ev'ry path of duty straight,
And plain before my face,
Hymn 351. P. M.
When consecrating a Church.
N sweet exalted strains
The King of glory praise;
O'er heav'n and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days:
He with a nod the world controuls,
Sustains or sinks the distant poles.
2. To earth he bends his throne,
His throne of grace divine;
Wide is his bounty known,
And wide his glories shine:
Fair Salem, still his chosen rest,
Is with his smiles and presence blest.
3. Then, King of Glory, come,
And with thy favour crown
This temple as thy dome,
This people as thy own:
Within this House, O deign to show,
How God can dwell with men below.