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13 Enjoyment in Worship.

spend one sacred day

WATTS.

1There God and saints abide,

Affords diviner joy

Than thousand days beside:

Where God resorts,

I love it more

To keep the door
Than shine in courts.

2 God is our sun and shield,
Our light and our defence;
With gifts his hands are filled;
We draw our blessings thence:
Peculiar grace,

He will bestow

On Jacob's race

And glory too

3 The Lord his people loves;
His hand no good withholds
From those his heart approves,
From pure and upright souls:

Thrice happy he,

O God of hosts,

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Whose spirit trusts
Alone in thee.

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God present in the Sanctuary.

WATTS.

M16 which thy God resorts!

Y soul, how lovely is the place

'Tis heaven to see his smiling face,
Though in his earthly courts.

2 There the great Monarch of the skies
His saving power displays;
And light breaks in upon our eyes
With kind and quickening rays.

3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove
Descends and fills the place,

While Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace.

4 There, mighty God, thy words declare
The secrets of thy will;

And still we seek thy mercy there,
And sing thy praises still

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WATTS.

Thankful Acknowledgment of God's Goodness.

W For all his kindness shown?

HAT shall I render to my God

My feet shall visit thine abode,
My songs address thy throne.

2 Among the saints who fill thy house,
My offering shall be paid;
There shall my zeal perform the vows
My soul, in anguish, made.

3 How much is mercy thy delight,
Thou ever-blessed God!

How dear thy servants in thy sight!
How precious is their blood!

4 How happy all thy servants are!
How great thy grace to me!

My life, which thou hast made thy care,
Lord, I devote to thee.

5 Now I am thine,- forever thine,-
Nor shall my purpose move;

Thy hand hath foosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love.

6 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow,
And thy rich grace record;

Witness, ye saints, who hear me now,
If I forsake the Lord.

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GREAT Shepherd of the people, hear;

Thy presence now display;

We kneel within thy house of prayer;
O, give us hearts to pray.

2 The clouds which veil thee from our sight,
In pity, Lord, remove;
Dispose our minds to hear aright

The message of thy love.

3 Help us, with holy fear and joy,
To kneel before thy face;

O, make us, creatures of thy power,
The children of thy grace

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H. M. WILLIAMS.

Habitual Devotion.

WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power,
Be my vain wishes stilled;

And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled.

2 Thy love the power of thought bestowed;
To thee my thoughts would soar;
Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed;
That mercy I adore.

3 In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see!

Each blessing to my soul more dear
Because conferred by thee.

4 In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,

My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.

5 When gladness wings my favored hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet thy will.

6 My lifted eye, without a tear,

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The gathering storm shall see;

My steadfast heart shall know no fear;
That heart shall rest on thee.

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Longing for the House of God.

WATTS.

ARLY, my God, without delay,
I haste to seek thy face;

My thirsty spirit faints away
Without thy cheering grace.

2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand,
Beneath a burning sky,

Long for a cooling stream at hand;
And they must drink, or die.

3 I've seen thy glory and thy power
Through all thy temple shine;
My God, repeat that heavenly hour,
That vision so divine.

4 Not all the blessings of a feast
Can please my soul so well
As when thy richer grace I taste,
And in thy presence dwell.

5 Not life itself, with all its joys,
Can my best passions move,
Or raise so high my cheerful voice,
As thy forgiving love.

6 Thus, till my last, expiring day,
I'll bless my God and King;
Thus will I lift my hands to pray,
And tune my lips to sing.

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Elements of acceptable Worship.

FATHER of our feeble race,

Wise, beneficent, and kind,
Spread o'er nature's ample face,
Flows thy goodness unconfined⚫
Musing in the silent grove,

Or the busy walks of men,
Still we trace thy wondrous love,
Claiming large returns again.

2 Lord, what offerings shall we bring,
At thine altars when we bow?
Hearts, the pure, unsullied spring,
Whence the kind affections flow;
Soft compassion's feeling soul,
By the melting eye expressed;
Sympathy, at whose control

Sorrow leaves the wounded breast; ~

3 Willing hands to lead the blind,
Heal the wounded, feed the poor
Love, embracing all our kind;
Charity, with liberal store:
Teach us, O thou heavenly King,
Thus to show our grateful min
Thus th' accepted offering bring→
Love to thee and all mankind.

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Joy of public Worship.

WATTS.

GREAT God, attend, while Zion sings
The joy that from thy presence springs:
To spend one day with thee on earth
Exceeds a thousand days of mirth.
2 Might I enjoy the meanest place
Within thy house, O God of grace,
Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power,
Should tempt my feet to leave thy door.
3 God is our sun-he makes our day;
God is our shield - he guards our way
From all th' assaults of hell and sin,
From foes without and foes within.
4 All needful grace will God bestow,
And crown that grace with glory too:
He gives us all things, and withholds
No real good from upright souls.

5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway
The glorious host of heaven obey,
Display thy grace, exert thy power,
Till all on earth thy name adore.

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SACRED POETRY.

Prayer for Sincerity.

LORD, when we bow before thy throne,

And our confessions pour,

O, may we feel the sins we own,
And hate what we deplore.

2 Our contrite spirits, pitying, see;
True penitence impart;

And let a healing ray from thee
Beam hope on every heart.

3 When we disclose our wants in prayer,
O, let our wills resign,

And not a thought our bosoms share
Which is not wholly thine.

4 Let faith each meek petition fill,
And waft it to the skies,

And teach our hearts 't is goodness, still,
That grants it, or denies.