MOUNT ZION. 11s & 8s. 1. The Lord is great! ye hosts of heaven, a-dore Him, And ye who tread this earthly ball; In holy songs re-joice a loud before Him, And shout His praise who made you all. BETHESDA. H. M. DR. GREEN. 1. Angels! as-sist to sing The honors of your God; Touch every tune-ful string, And sound his name abroad: Come, pour the trembling notes along, And swell the grand, immortal song. 167. H. M. 1. ANGELS! assist to sing The honors of your God; And sound His name abroad: Come, pour the trembling notes along, 2. And ye of meaner birth! Your joyful voices raise; Your great Creator praise: Let your hosannas joyful rise, And shake the earth, and pierce the skies. 3. Let day and dusky night, In solemn order, join His praises to recite, And speak His power divine: Let every hill and every vale 4. Let every creature sing The honors of our God; Touch every tuneful string, And spread His praise abroad: Come, pour the trembling notes along; 168. H. M. 1. To your Creator, God, Your highest notes of praise: Let every voice proclaim His power, His name adore, and loud rejoice. GEMS. 3. He saw the nations lie All perishing in sin; The ruined world was in: Thy mercy, Lord! shall still endure: And ever sure abides Thy word. 4. He sent His only Son To save us from our woe, His power and grace are still the same: 5. Give thanks aloud to God, To God, the heavenly King; His works and glories sing: Thy mercy, Lord! shall still endure; And ever sure abides Thy word. WATTS. 171. H. M. 1. IN sweet exalted strains, And wide His glories shine: 172. H. M. 1. THE promises I sing, B. FRANCIS. Which sovereign love hath spoke; His words of grace revoke: 2. The mountains melt away, When once the Judge appears; And sun and moon decay That measure mortal years; But still the same, in radiant lines, The promise shines through all the flame. 3. Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears, DODDRIDGE. WARD. L. M. 9:2 L. MASON. 2 1. God is the ref-uge of his saints When storms of sharp distress in - vade; 1. GOD is the refuge of His saints 2. Let mountains from their seats be hurled 3. Loud may the troubled ocean roar; 4. There is a stream whose gentle flow 5. That sacred stream, Thine holy word, 6. Zion enjoys her Monarch's love, Secure against a threatening hour; 174. L. M. 1. Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, 2. He lives-the everlasting God That built the world, that spread the flood; 3. He guides our feet, he guards our way; His morning smiles bless all the day: He spreads the evening vail, and keeps The silent hours, while Israel sleeps. 4. Israel, a name divinely blest, 5. No sun shall smite thy head by day; 6. Should earth and hell with malice burn, 7. On thee foul spirits have no power; WATTS |