2 Eternal Spirit, deign to dwell
Within Thy Church below!
Make her in holiness excel,
With pure devotion glow.
3 Let peace within her walls be found,
And let her sons unite
To spread with grateful zeal around
Her clear and shining light.
HOW vast must their advantage be,
great their pleasure prove,
Who live like brethren, and consent
In offices of love!
2 True love is like that precious oil,
Which poured on Aaron's head,
Ran down his beard, and o'er his robes
Its costly moisture shed.
3 'Tis like refreshing dew, which does
On Hermon's top distil;
Or like the early drops that fall
On Sion's fruitful hill.
4 For Sion is the chosen seat,
Where the Almighty King
The promised blessing has ordained,
And life's eternal spring.
Your Maker's praise proclaim;
By day, by night, His deeds record,
And magnify His Name.
2 Ye choirs, that love to fill
His courts with hymns of praise,
Uplift your hands in homage still,
And sing His wondrous ways.
3 And O may He who made
Both earth and heaven above,
For ever guard us with His aid,
And crown us with His love!
ET us with a gladsome mind,
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
2 All things living He doth feed;
His full hand supplies their need;
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
3 He hath with a pitying eye
Looked upon our misery;
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
4 Let us therefore warble forth
His high majesty and worth;
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.
IVE to our God immortal praise;
G Mercy and truth are all His ways;
He built the earth, He spread the sky,
And fixed the starry lights on high.
2 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night: His mercies ever shall endure,
When sun and moon shall shine no more.
3 He sent His Son with power to save
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave:
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat His mercies in your song.
4 Through this vain world He guides our feet,
And leads us to His heavenly seat:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When this vain world shall be no more.
THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known
My rising up, and lying down :
My secret thoughts are known to Thee,
Known long before conceived by me.
2 Surrounded by Thy power I stand,
On every side I find Thy hand;
O skill for human reach too high,
Too dazzling bright for mortal eye!
3 O could I so presumptuous be,
To think of once deceiving Thee,
Where, Lord, could I Thine influence shun,
Or whither from Thy presence run?
4 Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart,
If mischief lurk in any part;
Correct me where I go astray,
And guide me in Thy perfect way.
1 LORD, hear my prayer, and to my cry
Thy wonted audience lend;
In Thy accustomed faith and truth,
A gracious answer send.
2 Nor at Thy strict tribunal bring
Thy servant to be tried ;
For in Thy sight no living man
Can e'er be justified.
3 Thou art my God. Thy righteous will
Instruct me to obey;
Let Thy good Spirit lead and keep
My soul in the right way.
40 for the sake of Thy great Name
Revive my drooping heart;
For Thy truth's sake, to me distrest
Thy promised help impart.
1 FOR ever blessed be the Lord,
My Saviour and my Shield;
He sends His Spirit with His word,
To arm me for the field.
2 When sin and hell their force unite,
He makes my soul His care;
Instructs me to the heavenly fight,
And guards me through the war.
3 A Friend and Helper so divine
Doth my weak courage raise;
He makes the glorious victory mine,
And His shall be the praise.
HEE I'll extol, my God and King,
Thy endless praise proclaim;
This tribute daily I will bring,
And ever bless Thy Name.
2 Thou, Lord, beyond compare art great,
And highly to be praised;
Thy majesty with boundless height
Above our knowledge raised.
3 How holy is the Lord, how just,
How righteous all His ways!
How nigh to him, who with firm trust
For His assistance prays!
4 My time to come in praises spent
Shall still advance His fame,
And all mankind, with one consent,
For ever bless His Name.
E boundless realms of joy,
Exalt your Maker's fame,
His praise your song employ
Above the starry frame :
Your voices raise,
Ye cherubim
And seraphim,
To sing His praise.
2 Thou moon, that rul'st the night,
And sun, that guid'st the day,
Ye glittering stars of light,
To Him your homage pay;
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