  634L. M. Loving kindness. Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing the great Redeemer’s praise; He justly claims a song from me, His loving kindness, O how free! 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me, notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate, His loving kindness, O how great. 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell, my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along, His loving kindness, O how strong! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving kindness, O how good! 5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; O may my last expiring breath His loving kindness sing in death! 6 Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day, And sing with rapture and surprise, His loving kindness in the skies! 635L. M. I will praise thee for ever. My God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear, And every setting sun shall see New works of duty, done for thee. 3 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor of my tongue. 4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds? Thy greatness all my thoughts exceeds: Vast and unsearchable thy ways, Vast and immortal is thy praise. 636L. M. Omnipresence. Lord of all being; throned afar, Thy glory flames from sun and star; Center and soul of every sphere, Yet to each loving heart how near! 2 Sun of our life, thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow of day; Star of our hope, thy softened light Cheers the long watches of the night. 3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn; Our noontide is thy gracious dawn; Our rainbow arch thy mercy’s sign; All, save the clouds of sin, are thine! 4 Lord of all life, below, above, Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love, Before thy ever-blazing throne We ask no luster of our own. 5 Grant us thy truth to make us free, And kindling hearts that burn for thee, Till all thy living altars claim One holy light, one heavenly flame! 637L. M. His mercy endureth for ever. O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love; Whose mercy firm through ages past Has stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast, but numberless! What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise! 638L. M. Condescension of Christ. How sweet the praise, how high the theme, To sing of him who rules supreme, Who dwells at God’s right hand on high, Yet looks on us with tender eye. 2 Th’ angelic host, in countless throngs, Recount his glories in their songs, And golden harps salute his ear; Yet our weak praise he deigns to hear. 3 The planets roll their orbits round; Unnumbered worlds, in space profound, Are ruled by him, by him controlled; Yet he’s the Shepherd of our fold. 4 Exalted high upon his throne, The universe is all his own: Untold the honors he doth wear; Yet we are objects of his care. 639C. P. M. Matt. 1:21. O let your mingling voices rise In grateful rapture to the skies, And hail a Saviour’s birth; Let songs of joy the day proclaim, When Jesus all-triumphant came To bless the sons of earth. 2 He came to bid the weary rest; To heal the sinner’s wounded breast; To bind the broken heart; To spread the light of truth around; And to the world’s remotest bound, The heavenly gift impart. 3 He came, our trembling souls to save From sin, from sorrow, and the grave, And chase our fears away; Victorious over death and time, To lead us to a happier clime, Where reigns eternal day. 640P. M. To him be glory. Rejoice, O earth! the Lord is King! To him your humble tribute bring; Let Jacob rise, and Zion sing, And all the world with praises ring, And give to Jesus glory! 2 O may the saints of every name Unite to serve the bleeding Lamb! May jars and discords cease to flame, And all the Saviour’s love proclaim, And give to Jesus glory! 3 We long to see the Christians join In union sweet and love divine, And glory through the churches shine, And Gentiles crowding to the sign, To give to Jesus glory! 4 O may the distant lands rejoice, And sinners hear the Bridegroom’s voice, While praise their happy tongues employs, And all obtain immortal joys, And give to Jesus glory! 5 Then tears shall all be wiped away, And Christians never go astray; When we are freed from cumbrous clay, We’ll praise the Lord in endless day, And give to Jesus glory. 641C. M. My sheep—follow me. To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, A grateful song I’ll raise; O let the humblest of thy flock Attempt to speak thy praise. 2 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe To thine amazing love; Ten thousand thousand comforts here, And nobler bliss above. 3 To thee my trembling spirit flies, With sin and grief oppressed; Thy gentle voice dispels my fears, And lulls my cares to rest. 4 Lead on, dear Shepherd!—led by thee, No evil shall I fear; Soon shall I reach thy fold above, And praise thee better there. 642P. M. Worthy is the Lamb that was slain. Rise, tune thy voice to sacred song, Exert thy noblest powers; Rise, mingle with the choral throng, The Saviour’s praises to prolong, Amid life’s fleeting hours. 2 O! hast thou felt the Saviour’s love, That flame of heavenly birth! Then let thy strains melodious prove, With raptures soaring far above The trifling toys of earth. 3 Hast found the pearl of price unknown That cost a Saviour’s blood? Heir of a bright celestial crown, That sparkles near the eternal throne; O sing the praise of God! 4 Sing of the Lamb that once was slain That man might be forgiven; Sing how he broke death’s bars in twain, Ascending high in bliss to reign, The God of earth and heaven. 643C. M. The Saviour died for me. To our Redeemer’s glorious name Awake the sacred song; O may his love (immortal flame!) Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach! 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? 4 Blest Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say, “The Saviour died for me!” 5 O may the sweet, the blissful theme Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. 644C. M. Tender mercies. Almighty Father! gracious Lord! Kind Guardian of my days! Thy mercies let my heart record In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life’s first dawn, my tender frame Was thine indulgent care, Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 Each rolling year new favors brought From thine exhaustless store; But, ah! in vain my laboring thought Would count thy mercies o’er. 4 Still I adore thee, gracious Lord! For favors more divine— That I have known thy sacred word. Where all thy glories shine. 5 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And every weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. 645C. M. I will bless thy name for ever and ever. Long as I live I’ll praise thy name, My King, my God of love; My work and joy shall be the same In the bright world above. 2 Great is the Lord, his power unknown, And let his praise be great: I’ll sing the honors of thy throne, Thy work of grace repeat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue; And while my lips rejoice, The men that hear my sacred song, Shall join their cheerful voice. 4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name, And children learn thy ways; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. 5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date Shall through the world be known— Thy arm of power, thy heavenly state With public splendor shown. 6 The world is managed by thy hands, Thy saints are ruled by love; And thy eternal kingdom stands, Though rocks and hills remove. 646C. M. Unto him that loved us. To him that loved the sons of men And washed us in his blood, To royal honors raised our heads, And made us priests to God: 2 To him let every tongue be praise, And every heart be love; All grateful honors paid on earth, And nobler songs above. 3 Behold, on flying clouds he comes! His saints shall bless the day: While they that pierced him sadly mourn, In anguish and dismay. 4 Thou art the First and thou the Last; Time centers all in thee; Almighty Lord, who wast, and art, And evermore shalt be. 647C. M. Old things passed away. Let earthly minds the world pursue; It has no charms for me; Once I admired its trifles too, But grace has set me free. 2 As, by the light of opening day, The stars are all concealed; So earthly pleasures fade away, When Jesus is revealed. 3 Creatures no more divide my choice— I bid them all depart; His name, his love, his gracious voice, Have fixed my roving heart. 4 But may I hope, that thou wilt own A worthless worm like me? Dear Lord! I would be thine alone, And wholly live to thee. 648S. M. The song of Moses and the Lamb. Awake, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb! Wake, every heart and every tongue, To praise the Saviour’s name! 2 Sing of his dying love! Sing of his rising power! Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore! 3 Sing on your heavenly way, You ransomed sinners, sing; Sing on, rejoicing every day In Christ, the glorious King. 4 Soon shall you hear him say, “You blessed children, come,” Soon will he call you hence away, And take his pilgrims home. 649S. M. Break forth into joy. Raise your triumphant songs To an immortal tune; Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how Eternal Love His Chief BelovÉd chose, And bade him raise our wretched race From their abyss of woes. 3 His hand no thunder bears, Nor terror clothes his brow; No bolts to drive our guilty souls To fiercer flames below. 4 He shows his Father’s love, To raise our souls on high; He came with pardon from above To rebels doomed to die. 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears; Let hopeless sorrow cease; Bow to the scepter of his love, And take the offered peace. 6 Lord, we obey thy call; We lay an humble claim To the salvation thou hast brought, And love and praise thy name. 650S. M. Psalm 103. O bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim; And all that is within me, join, To bless his holy name. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind; Forget not all his benefits; The Lord to thee is kind. 3 He will not always chide; He will with patience wait; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. 4 He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath: He healeth thine infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. 5 Then bless his holy name Whose grace hath made thee whole, Whose loving-kindness crowns thy days; O bless the Lord, my soul! 651S. M. Bless his holy name. Let every heart and tongue Proclaim the Saviour’s praise; He is the source of all my joy, His mercy crowns my days. 2 He knows my feeble frame; Remembers I am dust; And though he should my life destroy, In him I’ll put my trust. 3 Each day he is my strength, My hope, my life, my all; And while upon his arm I lean, I surely can not fall. 4 Then to my blessÉd Lord, Let grateful songs arise, While angels bear the notes above And sound them through the skies. 652S. M. His compassions fail not. How various and how new Are thy compassions, Lord! Each morning shall thy mercies show, Each night thy truth record. 2 Thy goodness, like the sun, Dawned on our early days, Ere infant reason had begun To form our lips to praise. 3 Each object we beheld Gave pleasure to our eyes; And nature all our senses held In bands of sweet surprise. 4 But pleasures more refined Awaited that blest day, When light arose upon our mind And chased our sins away. 5 How new thy mercies, then! How sovereign and how free! Our souls, that had been dead in sin, Were made alive to thee. 6537s. Redeeming love. Now begin the heavenly theme; Sing aloud in Jesus’ name; Ye who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. 2 Ye who see the Father’s grace Beaming in the Saviour’s face, As to Canaan on ye move, Praise and bless redeeming love. 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears; Banish all your guilty fears; See your guilt and curse remove, Canceled by redeeming love. 4 Welcome, all by sin oppressed, Welcome to his sacred rest; Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. 5 Hither, then, your music bring; Strike aloud each cheerful string; Mortals, join the host above— Join to praise redeeming love. 6547s. They shall come to Zion with songs. Songs of praise awoke the morn When the Prince of Peace was born; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. 2 Heaven and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown the day: God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 3 And will man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come? No; the church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 4 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 5 Borne upon the latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; Then amidst eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. 6557s. Praise waiteth for thee, etc. Praise on thee, in Zion’s gates, Daily, O Jehovah, waits; Unto thee, who hearest prayer, Shall the tribes of men repair. 2 Though with conscious guilt oppressed, On thy mercy still we rest; Thy forgiving love display, Take, O Lord, our sins away. 3 O, how blessÉd their reward, Chosen servants of the Lord, Who within thy courts abide, With thy goodness satisfied. 656P. M. 1 Pet. 1:8. Saviour! thy gentle voice Gladly we hear; Author of all our joys, Be ever near; Our souls would cling to thee, Let us thy fullness see, Our life to cheer. 2 Fountain of life divine! Thee we adore; We would be wholly thine For evermore; Freely forgive our sin, Grant heavenly peace within, Thy light restore. 3 Though to our faith unseen, While darkness reigns, On thee alone we lean While life remains; By thy free grace restored, Our souls shall bless the Lord In joyful strains! 6578s. All things loss for Christ. My gracious Redeemer I love! His praises aloud I’ll proclaim, And join with the armies above To shout his adorable name. 2 To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ, And feel them incessantly shine, My boundless, ineffable joy. 3 You palaces, scepters, and crowns, Your pride with disdain I survey, Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, And pass in a moment away. 4 The crown that my Saviour bestows, Yon permanent sun shall outshine; My joy everlastingly flows— My God, my Redeemer, is mine. 6588s. The first, and the last. This Lord is the Lord we adore, Our faithful unchangeable Friend, Whose love is as large as his power, And neither knows measure nor end. 2 ’Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home; We’ll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that’s to come. 6598s. The unsearchable riches of Christ. How shall I my Saviour set forth? How shall I his beauties declare? O how shall I speak of his worth, Or what his chief dignities are? 2 His angels can never express, Nor saints who sit nearest his throne, How rich are his treasures of grace— No—this is a secret unknown. 3 In him all the fullness of God For ever transcendently shines! Though once like a mortal he stood To finish his gracious designs. 4 Though once he was nailed to the cross, Vile rebels like me to set free, His glory sustainÉd no loss, Eternal his kingdom shall be. 5 O sinners! believe and adore This Saviour so rich to redeem! No creature can ever explore The treasures of goodness in him. 6 Come, all you who see yourselves lost, And feel yourselves burdened with sin, Draw near, while with terror you’re tossed, Obey, and your peace shall begin. 7 He riches has ever in store, And treasures that never can waste: Here’s pardon, here’s grace—yea, and more, Here’s glory eternal at last. 6608s & 7s. O thou Fount of every blessing. O thou Fount of every blessing! Tune my heart to sing thy grace; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. 2 Teach me ever to adore thee, May I still thy goodness prove, While the hope of endless glory Fills my heart with joy and love. 3 Here I’ll raise my Ebenezer, Hither by thy help I’ve come, And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. 4 Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from thy fold, O God! He to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood. 5 O! to grace how great a debtor Daily I’m constrained to be! Let thy goodness, like a fetter, Bind me closer still to thee! 6 Never let me wander from thee, Never leave thee whom I love; By thy Word and Spirit guide me, Till I reach thy courts above. 6618s & 7s. Brightness of the Father’s glory. Brightness of the Father’s glory, Shall thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue, such guilty silence; Sing the Lord, who came to die. 2 Did the angels sing thy coming? Did the shepherds learn their lays? Shame would cover me, ungrateful, Should my tongue refuse to praise. 3 From the highest throne in glory To the cross of deepest woe, All to ransom guilty captives! Flow, my praise, for ever flow. 4 Re-ascend, immortal Saviour; Leave thy footstool, take thy throne; Thence return, and reign for ever; Be the kingdom all thine own. 6628s & 7s. Thrice holy. Bright the vision that delighted Once the sight of Judah’s seer; Sweet the countless tongues united To entrance the prophet’s ear. Round the Lord in glory seated, Cherubim and seraphim Filled his temple, and repeated Each to each th’ alternate hymn: 2 “Lord, thy glory fills the heaven; Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord!” Heaven is still with glory ringing; Earth takes up the angel’s cry, “Holy, holy, holy,” singing, “Lord of hosts, the Lord most high!” 3 Ever thus in God’s high praises, Brethren, let our tongues unite, While our thoughts his greatness raises, And our love his gifts recite. With his seraph train before him, With his holy church below, Thus conspire we to adore him, Bid we thus our anthem flow; 4 “Lord, thy glory fills the heaven; Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord! Thus thy glorious name confessing, We adopt the angels’ cry, ‘Holy, holy, holy,’ blessing Thee, the Lord of hosts most high!” 6638s & 7s, peculiar. Hark! ten thousand harps. Hark! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above; Jesus reigns and heaven rejoices; Jesus reigns, the God of love; See, he sits on yonder throne; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth; Lord of life, thy smile enlightens, Cheers and charms thy saints on earth; When we think of love like thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 3 King of glory, reign for ever; Thine an everlasting crown: Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own; Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing; Bring, O bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away: Then, with golden harps, we’ll sing, “Glory, glory to our King.” 6648s, 7s & 4s. Worthy is the Lamb, etc. Glory, glory everlasting, Be to him who bore the cross, Who redeemed our souls by tasting Death, the death deserved by us: Sound his glory While our heart with transport glows. 2 Jesus’ love is love unbounded, Without measure, without end: Human thought is here confounded; ’Tis too vast to comprehend; Praise the Saviour; Magnify the sinner’s Friend. 3 While we hear the wondrous story Of the Saviour’s cross and shame, Sing we, “Everlasting glory Be to God and to the Lamb!” Saints and angels, Give ye glory to his name. 66511s. He hath put a new song in my mouth. O Jesus, the giver of all we enjoy! Our lives to thy honor we wish to employ; With praises unceasing we’ll sing of thy name! Thy goodness increasing, thy love we’ll proclaim. 2 The wonderful name of our Jesus we’ll sing, And publish the fame of our Captain and King, With sweet exultation his goodness we prove; His name is salvation—his nature is Love. 3 And when to the regions of glory we rise, And join the bright legions that shout through the skies, We’ll tell the glad story of Jesus’ kind grace, And give him the glory, and honor, and praise. 4 In this blest employment our spirits shall rest, In sweetest enjoyment on Jesus’ own breast; We’ll drink of the streams of Immanuel’s love, And bask in the beams of his glory above. 66611s. Worthy is the Lamb. Come, saints, let us join in the praise of the Lamb, The theme most sublime of the angels above; They dwell with delight on the sound of his name, And gaze on his glories with wonder and love. 2 They worship the Lamb who for sinners was slain; But their loftiest songs never equal his love: The claims of his mercy will ever remain, Transcending the anthems in glory above. 3 Yet even our service he will not despise, When we join in his worship and tell of his name; Then let us unite in the song of the skies, And, trusting his mercy, sing, “Worthy the Lamb.” 6676s & 4s. Let us awake our joys. Let us awake our joys; Strike up with cheerful voice, Each creature sing: Angels, begin the song; Mortals, the strain prolong, In accents sweet and strong, “Jesus is King.” 2 Proclaim abroad his name; Tell of his matchless fame! What wonders done; Above, beneath, around, Let all the earth resound, ’Till heaven’s high arch rebound, “Victory is won.” 3 He vanquished sin and hell, And our last foe will quell; Mourners, rejoice; His dying love adore; Praise him now raised in power; Praise him for evermore, With joyful voice. 4 All hail the glorious day, When through the heavenly way, Lo! he shall come, While they who pierced him, wail; His promise shall not fail; Saints, see your King prevail: Great Saviour, come. 6686s & 4s. Rev. 5:12, 13. Glory to God on high! Let heaven and earth reply; Praise ye his name; His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore, And sing for evermore, “Worthy the Lamb.” 2 Ye who surround the throne, Join cheerfully in one, Praising his name; Ye who have felt his blood Sealing your peace with God, Sound his dear name abroad: “Worthy the Lamb.” 3 Join all ye ransomed race, Our Lord and God to bless; Praise ye his name; In him we will rejoice, And make a joyful noise, Shouting with heart and voice, “Worthy the Lamb.” 4 Soon must we change our place; Yet will we never cease Praising his name: To him our songs we’ll bring, Hail him our gracious King, And through all ages sing, “Worthy the Lamb.” 6696s & 5s. God is ever good. See the shining dew-drops On the flowers strewed, Proving as they sparkle— God is ever good. 2 See the morning sunbeams, Lighting up the wood, Silently proclaiming— God is ever good. 3 Hear the mountain streamlet, In the solitude, With its ripple saying— God is ever good. 4 In the leafy tree-tops, Where no fears intrude, Merry birds are singing— God is ever good. 5 Bring, my heart, thy tribute, Songs of gratitude, While all nature utters— God is ever good. 670H. M. Declare among the people his doings. Come, every pious heart That loves the Saviour’s name, Your noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame: Tell all above and all below The debt of love to him you owe. 2 Such was his zeal for God, And such his love for you, He nobly undertook What angels could not do; His every deed of love and grace All words exceed, all thoughts surpass. 3 He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside; On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died; What he endured, O who can tell, To save our souls from death and hell! 4 From the dark grave he rose, The mansion of the dead; And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led; Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, And reigns on high the Son of God. 5 From thence he’ll quickly come, His chariot will not stay, And bear our spirits home To realms of endless day: There shall we see his lovely face, And ever be in his embrace. 671P. M. Glad homage. Father of spirits! humbly bent before thee, Songs of glad homage unto thee we bring: Touched by thy Spirit, O teach us to adore thee; Let thy light attend us, Let thy love befriend us, Father of our spirits, Everlasting King! 2 Send forth thy mandate, gather in the nations, Through the wide universe thy name be known, Millions of voices shall join in adorations, Every soul invited, Every voice united; Joining to adore thee, Everlasting One! 672C. P. M. The great salvation. To him who did salvation bring, Wake every tuneful power, and sing A song of sweetest praise: His grace diffuses as the rains Crown nature’s flowery hills and plains, And spread a thousand ways. 2 Salvation is the noblest song, O may it dwell on every tongue, And all repeat, Amen! The Lord will come from heaven to earth To give his people second birth, And make them one again. 3 We feel redemption drawing near; We soon in glory shall appear, And be for ever blessed: His promise never can delay, Our Jesus, on th’ appointed day, Will give his people rest. 4 By faith we view him coming down, With angels hovering all around; He smiles upon his saints: He cries aloud in melting strains, I come to save you from your pains, And end your sore complaints. 5 The smiling millions rise and sing All glory! glory to our King; The Grand Assize is come! You everlasting doors, fly wide; The Church is glorious as a bride, And Jesus takes her home. 6 In all the heavens there’s not a tear, Nor in the realms of bliss a fear, But pleasure yet unknown: From heaven to heaven we sound the bliss, O what a blest abode is this, For ever round the throne! 7 The joys of heaven will never end; All glory to the sinner’s Friend! Roll on, you happy scenes! You wingÉd seraphs, help us praise The Author of eternal joys! Our Jesus ever reigns. 6738s, 7s & 4s. Praise the Lord. Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him, All unite with one accord; Bring your offerings, come before him— O praise the Lord. 2 Praise the Lord! who every blessing On our heads hath richly poured; Sing aloud, his love confessing— O praise the Lord. 3 Praise the Lord! who would not praise him? He hath us to grace restored: To the highest honors raise him— O praise the Lord. 4 Praise the Lord! your songs excelling Worldly music’s richest chord; Sing—your Saviour’s glory telling; O praise the Lord. |
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