2 Our daily bread supply, FATHER of all, Almighty Lord, 2 Let all with love and filial fear And let that will be ours. And leave to thee the rest. From sin and the evil one. 2 The God of Abraham praise, I all on earth forsake, [joys Its wisdom, fame, and power, 3 Though nature's strength decay, The watery deep I pass, 4 The goodly land I see, With peace and plenty bless'd; And endless rest: 5 There dwells the Lord our King, On Sion's sacred height His kingdom still maintains, 6 He keeps his own secure, He guards them by his side, With streams of sacred bliss, 7 Before the Three in One 8 The whole triumphant host Hail, Abraham's God and mine, All might and majesty are thine, JESUS CHRIST, THE SON OF GOD. BE of good cheer in all your wants, 228.* T. 106. DRAW me, O Father, to the Son, And rule without control in me; XI. JESUS CHRIST, 2 Without beginning or decline, He shines eternal ages hence. 3 As much, when in the manger Almighty ruler of the sky, [laid, As when, the six days' work he made, Fill'd all the morning-stars with joy. 4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, Salvation is his dearest claim; That gracious sound well-pleas'd he hears, And owns Immanuel for his name. 5 A cheerful confidence I feel, [see, My well-plac'd hopes with joy I My bosom glows with heavenly zeal, To worship him who died for me. 2 My griefs and cares, to thee well known, My God, I cast on thee alone, In thee is all my trust: And thank thee, prostrate in the 3 I confidently do believe, 2 By his own power were all things | 5 When Christ in majesty shall made; By him supported all things stand; He is the whole creation's Head, And angels fly at his command. 3 Mortals with joy beheld his face, The eternal Father's only Son; How full of truth, how full of grace Was Christ, in whom the Godhead THY majesty, how vast it is; And how immense the glory, Which thou, O Jesus, dost possess ; Both heaven and earth adore thee: The legions of angels exalt thy great [cendent; Thy glory and might are transAnd thousands of thousands thy praises proclaim, name, Upon thee gladly dependent. 2 The Father's equal, God the Son, With him thou ever reignest; Thou art partaker of his throne, And all things thou sustainest : Both angels and men view their Maker as man, [sion: With joy that is past all expresO happy, unspeakably happy, who Find in him life & salvation. [can 3 This mystery every throne and Admires with adoration; [power The angelic choirs for evermore Extol his incarnation: The angels and elders before him fall down, [praising; With accents melodious him Unto the Lamb slain, and to him on the throne, They render glory unceasing. 4 The Church on earth, in humble strain, Exalteth Christ our Saviour; She sings, The Lamb for us was slain, Our foe is cast for ever; For Christ hath redeem'd us by his precious blood Out of every nation and kindred, And made us thereby kings and priests unto God; To him thanksgiving be render'd. come, O THE delights, the heavenly joys, The glories of the place, [beams Where Jesus sheds the brightest Of his o'erflowing grace. 2 Sweet majesty and awful love 3 Princes to his imperial name Dominions, thrones, and powers reBend their bright sceptres down: joice To see him wear the crown. 5 This is the man, the exalted man, Whom we unseen adore; But when our eyes shall see his face, Our hearts shall love him more. T. 341. 236. WORTHY, O Lord, art thou, Universal nature join, 2 Hail your dread Lord & ours, Dominions, thrones, and powers: Source of power he rules alone: Veil your faces, prostrate fall, Cast your crowns before his throne, Hail the Cause, the Lord of all. 3 Justice and truth maintain Thy everlasting reign; One with thine almighty Sire, Partner of an equal throne, King of kings, let all conspire, Gratefully thy sway to own. 4 Jesus, thou art my King, 5 Triumph and reign in me, THOU reign'st above on heaven's The Father's equal, God the Son; The Holy Ghost to us displays Thy majesty and boundless grace, And in the Scriptures clearly doth explain, [deemedst man. That thou, Lord, madest and re 2 With awe & reverence 'fore thee, And at thy name we bow the knee, As all, in earth and heaven, join To extol thy majesty divine, And thee, to God the Father's glory, call [all. The great Jehovah, mighty Lord of T. 595. 238. PREPARE a thankful song His praises should employ each tongue, And every heart inflame. 2 He laid his glory by, 3 Upon the cross he died, 4 And now he pleading stands For us, before the throne; And answers all the law demands, With what himself hath done. 5 He sees us willing slaves To sin and Satan's power; But with an outstretch'd arm he saves, In his appointed hour. 6 The Holy Ghost he sends 7 The love of sin departs, 8 The world and Satan rage, But he their power controls; His wisdom, love, and truth engage Protection for our souls. 9 Tho' press'd, we need not yield, 10 Assur'd that Christ our King 239. T. 595. JESUS, my Lord, my God, The God supreme thou art, The Lord of hosts, whose precious Is sprinkled on my heart. [blood 2 Jehovah is thy name; And thro' thy blood applied, Convinc'd and certified I am, There is no God beside. 3 Soon as the Spirit shows 4 Yea, only he who feels, Is certain, that the Godhead dwells 4 Let every tribe and every tongue | 6 A patient, a victorious mind, That hear the Saviour's call, Unite in one harmonious song, And hail him Lord of all. JESUS, thou source of calm repose, Thy like, nor man, nor angel knows, Fairest among ten thousand fair; E'en those, whom death's sad fetters bound, Whom thickest darkness compass'd round, Find light and life, if thou appear. 2 Effulgence of the light divine, Ere rolling planets knew to shine, Ere time its ceaseless course began: [come, Thou, when the appointed time was Didst not abhor the virgin's womb, But, God with God, wast man with man. 3 The world, sin, death oppose in vain; Thou by thy dying death hast slain; 4 Lord over all, sent to fulfil To thy dread sceptre will I bow; With duteous reverence at thy feet, Like humble Mary, lo, I sit; Speak, Lord, thy servant heareth now. 5 Renew thine image, Lord, in me; No charms but these to thee are But faith and heaven-born peace That, life and all things cast behind, Springs forth obedient to thy call; A heart that no desire can move, But still to adore, believe, and love, Give me, my Lord, my Life, my. All T. 68. JESUS, who with thee 243.* Can compared be? Source of rest and consolation, 2 Life, thou diedst for me, And distress me to deliver, 3 Highest King and Priest, 4 Nigh to thee draw me, 7 Give me courage good, That my wealth and blood I for thee could spend, my Saviour, Hating world and sin for ever; Since for me, my God, Thou didst shed thy blood. 8 When I hence depart, Strengthen thou my heart, And into thy realms convey me, In thy righteousness array me, That at thy right hand Joyful I may stand. |