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HYMN 95. C. M.

An evening song. 1 TOW from the altar of our hearts

Let flames of love arise ; Assist us, Lord, to offer up

Our ev’ning sacrifice. 2 Minutes and mercies multiplied,

Have made up all this day ; Minutes came quick, but mercies were

More swift and free than they. 3 New time, new favour, and new joys,

Do a new song require :
Till we shall praise thee, as we would,

Accept our hearts' desire. 4 Lord of our days, whose hand hath set

New time upon our score ;
Thee may we praise for all our time,
When time shall be no more.

HYMN 96. C. M.

For Morning and Evening. 1 HOSANNA, with a cheerful sound,

To God's upholding hand!
Ten thousand snares attend us round,

And yet secure we stand.
2 That was a most amazing pow'r,

That rais'd us with a word,
And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour

We lean upon the Lord.
3 The ev'ning rests our weary head,

And angels guard the room ;
We wake, and we admire the bed,

That was not made our tomb. 4 The rising morning can't assure

That we shall end the day ;


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For death stands ready at the door

To take our lives away.
5 Our breath is forfeited by sin,

To God's avenging law;
We own thy grace, immortal King!

In ev'ry gasp we draw.
6 God is our sun, whose daily light

Our joy and safety brings ; Our feeble flesh lies safe at night, Beneath his shady wings.

HYMN 97. S. M.

Lord's day morning. 1

WELCOME sweet day of rest
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 great 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 98. C. M.

Lord's day evening. 1 FREQUENT the day of God returns

To shed its quick’ning 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 There we shall breathe in heav'nly air,

With heav'nly lustre shine ;
Before the throne of God appear,
And feast on love divine.

HYMN 99. S. M.

The gospel Ministry. 1 H ,

OW beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Zion's hill; Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice,

How sweet the tidings are ! “ Zion, behold thy Saviour-King,

“ He reigns and triumphs here." 3 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound; Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heav'nly light!
Prophets and kings desir'd it lorig,

But died without the sight.
5 The watchmen join their voice,

And tuneful notes employ ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,

And deserts learn the joy.

6 The Lord makes bare his arm

Thro' all the earth abroad; Let ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their God.

HYMN 100. P. M.

At the forming of a Church.
i GREAT Father of mankind,

We bless that wondrous grace,
Which could for Gentiles find

Within thy courts a place ;
How kind the care our God displays,
For us to raise a house of prayer !
2 Tho' once estranged far,

We now approach the throne ;
For Jesus brings us near,

And makes our cause his own :
Strangers no more, to thee we come,
And find our home, and rest secure.
3 To thee our souls we join,

And love thy sacred name;
No more our own,

but thine,
We triumph in thy claim :
Our Father King, thy cov’nant grace
Our souls embrace, thy titles sing.
4 Here in thy house we feast

On dainties all divine;
And while such sweets we taste,

With joy our faces shine :
Incense shall rise from flames of love,
And God approve the sacrifice.
5 May all the nations throng

To worship in thy house;
And thou attend the song,
And smile upon their vows:

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Indulgent still, till earth conspire
To join the choir on Zion's hill,

IIYMN 101. P. M.

On opening a place of worship. 1 N sweet exalted strains

The King of glory praise ;
O'er heav'n and earth he reigns,

Thro' everlasting days :
He, with a nod, the world controls,
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 thine own:
Beneath this roof, O! deign to show,
How God can dwell with men below.
4 Here may thine ears attend

Our interceding cries ;
And grateful praise ascend

All fragrant to the skies :
Here may thy word melodious sound,
And spread the joys of heav'n around.
5 Here, may th' attentive throng

Imbibe thy truth and love ;
And converts join the song

Of Seraphim above :
And willing crowds surround thy board
With sacred joy, and sweet accord.

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