1 MEET and right it is to sing,
In every time and place,
Glory to our heavenly King,
The God of truth and grace.
Join we then with sweet accord,
All in one thanksgiving join!
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
Eternal praise be Thine.
2 Father, God, Thy love we praise,
Which gave Thy Son to die;
Jesus, full of truth and grace,
Alike we glorify:
Spirit, Comforter divine,
Praise by all to Thee be given,
Till we in full chorus join,
And earth is turn'd to heaven.
Charles Wesley, 1748.
171 Praise the Lord.7s.
1 PRAISE the Lord, His glories show,
Saints within His courts below,
Angels round His throne above,
All that see and share His love.
2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth,
Tell His wonders, sing His worth:
Age to age, and shore to shore,
Praise Him, praise Him, evermore.
3 Praise the Lord, His mercies trace;
Praise His providence and grace,
All that He for man hath done,
All He sends us through His Son:
4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts,
In the concert bear your parts;
All that breathe, your Lord adore,
Praise Him, praise Him, evermore!
Henry Francis Lyte, 1834.
218 Sovereign Grace.C.M.
1 WHEN the Eternal bows the skies
To visit earthly things,
With scorn divine He turns His eyes
From towers of haughty kings.
2 He bids His awful chariot roll
Far downward from the skies,
To visit every humble soul,
With pleasure in His eyes.
3 Why should the Lord that reigns above
Disdain so lofty kings?
Say, Lord, and why such looks of love
Upon such worthless things?
4 Mortals, be dumb; what creature dares
Dispute His awful will?
Ask no account of His affairs,
But tremble, and be still.
5 Just like His nature is His grace,
All sovereign, and all free;
Great God, how searchless are Thy ways,
How deep Thy judgments be!
Isaac Watts, 1709.
262 His Divine Example.L.M.
1 MY dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in Thy Word;
But in Thy life the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.
2 Such was Thy truth, and such Thy zeal,
Such deference to Thy Father's will,
Such love, and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe and make them mine.
3 Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witness'd the fervour of Thy prayer;
The desert Thy temptation knew,
Thy conflict and Thy victory too.
4 Be Thou my pattern; make me bear
More of Thy gracious image here;
Then God the Judge shall own my name
Amongst the followers of the Lamb.
Isaac Watts, 1709.
304 Jesus Seen of Angels.C.M.
1 BEYOND the glittering starry skies,
Far as th' eternal hills,
There, in the boundless worlds of light,
Our dear Redeemer dwells.
2 Immortal angels, bright and fair,
In countless armies shine!
At His right hand, with golden harps,
They offer songs divine.
3 In all His toils and dangerous paths
They did His steps attend,
Oft paused, and wonder'd how at last
The scene of love would end.
4 And when the powers of hell combined
To fill His cup of woe,
Their pitying eyes beheld His tears
In bloody anguish flow.
5 As on the tottering tree He hung,
And darkness veil'd the sky,
They saw, aghast, that awful sight,
The Lord of Glory die!
6 Anon He bursts the gates of death,
Subdues the tyrant's power;
They saw the illustrious Conqueror rise,
And hail'd the blessed hour.
7 They brought His chariot from above,
To bear Him to His throne;
Clapp'd their triumphant wings and cried,
"The glorious work is done."
8 My soul the joyful triumph feels,
And thinks the moments long
Ere she her Saviour's glory sees,
And joins the rapturous song.
James Fanch and Daniel Turner, 1791, a.
325 Prevalent Intercession.C.M.
1 AWAKE, sweet gratitude, and sing
Th' ascended Saviour's love;
Tell how He lives to carry on
His people's cause above.
2 With cries and tears He offer'd up
His humble suit below;
But with authority He asks,
Enthroned in glory now.
3 For all that come to God by Him,
Salvation He demands;
Points to their names upon His breast,
And spreads His wounded hands.
4 His covenant and sacrifice
Give sanction to His claim;
"Father, I will that all my saints
Be with me where I am.
5 "By their salvation, recompense
The sorrows I endured;
Just to the merits of Thy Son,
And faithful to Thy word."
6 Eternal life, at His request,
To every saint is given;
Safety on earth, and after death,
The plenitude of heaven.
Augustus M. Toplady, 1771.
645 Longing for a pure Heart.C.M.
1 OH for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free!
A heart that always feels Thy blood,
So freely spilt for me?
2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone:
3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart,
Believing, true, and clean;
Which neither life nor death can part
From Him that dwells within:
4 A heart in every thought renew'd,
And full of love divine;
Perfect, and right, and pure, and good,
A copy, Lord, of Thine!
5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart;
Come quickly from above;
Write Thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new, best name of love.
Charles Wesley, 1742.
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