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3 O enter then his temple gate,
Thence to his courts devoutly press ;
And still his name with praises bless. 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good,
His mercy is for ever'sure;
16. Sincere Worship. (8. M.)
How wond'rous is thy name! Thy glories how diffus'd abroad
Through the creation's frame! 2 Nature, in every dress,
Her humble homage pays,
Thine undissembled praise.
To her Creator too;
And pay the worship due.
Until 'tis form'd again.
The remnant of my days,
In sweet perfumes of praise.
17. At the Opening of Worship. (P. M.)
At thy feet we humbly bow;
Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ?
In compassion now descend;
Tune our lips to sing tby praise !
That may joy and peace afford ;
Full salvation to each heart.
Let the time of joy return;
Make them strong in faith and hope.
Thee a gracious God and kind;
18. Glory to God. (L. M.)
God, whose glory fills the sky;
* To be sung with, or without the Hallelujah.
2 God his soy'reign sway maintains;
King o'er all the earth he reigns :
He does every want supply.
Praise him with the host divine;
Their all-gracious God is ours. 4 Happy who his laws obey !
Them he rules with milder sway;
Shall in heaven surround his throne. 5 Him, whose joy is to restore,
Him, let all our hearts adore :
19. For the Divine Presence. (C. M.)
Psalm 140. 13. 1 YOME, thou desire of all thy saints,
Our feeble strains attend,
Low at thy feet we bend. 2 How should our songs, like those above,
With warm devotion rise!
Mount upwards to the skies!
In us the heav'nly flame;
Our hearts adore thy name.
4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine,
And fill thy dwelling here,
A heaven on earth appear.
Sing with a cheerful voice;
And in his name rejoice ;
Your praises shall unite.
Shall join th' angelic lays ;
To God our Saviour's praise:
the Lord. Amen.
O Lord, thy sacred courts appear!
The glories of thy presence there.
Whom thy indulgent favours raise,
3 Happy the men, whom strength divine,
With ardent love, and zeal inspires ;
With willing hearts, and warm desires. 4 One day within thy sacred gate,
Affords more real joy to me,
The meanest place is bliss with thee. 5 God is a sun; our brightest day
From his reviving presence flows:
To guard us from surrounding foes.
Profusely down, on souls sincere;
The happy fav'rites of his care.
How blest, divinely blest is he,
22. 'The Pleasures of Divine Worship. (L.M.)
To Thee, my surest refuge, fly:
Thy truth afford its cheering ray ! 2 Conduct me to thy hallow'd seat,
Where wisdom, truth, and mercy meet;