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560. 78. M.
Let them mingle—for they must !
For the spirit’s fled to God.
Darken round this mortal lamp;
Search this mortal countenance. 3 Deep the pit, and cold the bed,
Where the spoils of death are laid :
Of man's melancholy tomb.
Death cannot the soul imprison :
Glorious, though invisible.
Peace is there, and comfort too :
BY REV. MR. GREENWOOD.
561. S. P. M. WATTS.
Going to Church. Ps. 122. 1 How pleased and blest was I To hear the people cry,
Come, let us seek our God to-day!”
And there our vows and honors pay.
And walls of strength embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear, To pray, and praise, and hear
The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait,
To bless the soul of every guest; The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase,
A thousand blessings on him rest!
C. M. Watts.
And my salvation too;
What all my foes can do.
O grant me an abode
The temples of my God.
And see thy beauty still;
And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise and storms appear,
There may his children hide;
He makes my soul abide.
563. L. M. WATTS.
God's Condescension to our Worship.
Will the Eternal dwell with us?
To tempt thy chariot downward thus? 2 Great God! what poor returns we pay
For love so infinite as thine;
564. L. M.
Grateful and humble Praise.
And views the nations from afar,
And tell how large his bounties are.
And bow to see what angels do,
And bends his footsteps downward too.
manages our mean affairs; On humble souls the King of kings
Bestows his counsels and his cares. 4 0, could our thankful hearts devise
A tribute equal to thy grace,
565. C. M.
My King, my God of love;
In the bright world above.
And let his praise be great;
3 Fathers to sons shall teach thy name,
And children learn thy ways; Ages to come thy truth proclaim,
And nations sound thy praise. 4 The world is managed by thy hands;
Thy saints are ruled by love; And thine eternal kingdom stands,
Though rocks and hills remove.
WATTS. Psalm before Prayer. Ps. 95. 1 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name,
And in his strength rejoice: When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice.
And psalms of honor sing;
The whole creation's King.
Lies in his spacious hand;
And where the hills must stand.
the creatures of his power Be children of his grace!