1 Lo! God is here! let us adore,
And own how dreadful is this place;
Let all within us feel his power,
And silent bow before his face;
Who know his power, his grace who prove,
Serve him with awe, with reverence love.
2 Lo! God is here! him day and night
United choirs of angels sing:
To him, enthroned above all height,
Heaven's host their noblest praises bring;
Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song,
Who praise thee with a stammering tongue.
3 Being of beings, may our praise
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill; Still may we stand before thy face,
Still hear and do thy sovereign will;
To thee may all our thoughts arise,
Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice.
GERHARD TERSTEEGEN. TR. BY J. WESLEY.
HEBRON. L. M.
48 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of Sabad
1 INFINITE God, to thee we raise
Our hearts in solemn songs of praise;
By all thy works on earth adored,
We worship thee, the common Lord;
The everlasting Father own,
And bow our souls before thy throne.
2 Thee all the choir of angels sings,.
The Lord of hosts, the King of kings;
Cherubs proclaim thy praise aloud,
And seraphs shout the Triune God;
And "Holy, holy, holy," cry,
"Thy glory fills both earth and sky."
3 Father of endless majesty,
All might and love we render thee;
Thy true and only Son adore,
The same in dignity and power;
And God the Holy Ghost declare,
The saints' eternal Comforter.
CHARLES WESLEY. LOWELL MASON.
Lift up our hearts to Thee.
1 O CHRIST, who hast prepared a place
For us around thy throne of grace,
We pray thee, lift our hearts above,
And draw them with the cords of love.
2 Source of all good, thou, gracious Lord,
Art our exceeding great reward;
How transient is our present pain,
3 With open face and joyful heart,
We then shall see thee as thou art:
Our love shall never cease to glow,
Our praise shall never cease to flow.
4 Thy never-failing grace to prove,
A surety of thine endless love,
Send down thy Holy Ghost, to be
The raiser of our souls to thee.
1 ROUND the Lord, in glory seated,
Cherubim and seraphim
Filled his temple, and repeated
Each to each the alternate hymn:
2 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord.'
3 Heaven is still with glory ringing;
Earth takes up the angels' cry,
"Holy, holy, boly," singing,
"Lord of hosts, Lord God most high."
4 With his seraph train before him, With his holy Church below,
Thus unite we to adore him:
Bid we thus our anthem flow:
5 "Lord, thy glory fills the heaven;
Earth is with its fullness stored;
Unto thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord."
Exhortation to praise God.
1 HARK! the notes of angels, singing,
"Glory, glory to the Lamb!"
All in heaven their tribute bringing,
Raising high the Saviour's name.
2 Ye for whom his life was given,
Sacred themes to you belong:
Come, assist the choir of heaven;
Join the everlasting song.
3 See! the angelic hosts have crowned him,
Jesus fills the throne on high;
Countless myriads, hovering round him,
With his praises rend the sky.
4 Filled with holy emulation,
Let us vie with those above:
Sweet the theme, a free salvation,
Fruit of everlasting love.
5 Endless life in him possessing,
Let us praise his precious name;
1 PRAISE the Lord! ye heavens, adore him; Glory, honor, power, and blessing,
Praise him, angels, in the height; Sun and moon, rejoice before him;
Praise him, all ye stars of light.
2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken;
Worlds his mighty voice obeyed;
Laws which never shall be broken,
For their guidance he hath made.
3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious;
Never shall his promise fail;
God hath made his saints victorious;
Sin and death shall not prevail.
Confession, prayer, and praise. 1 LORD, when we bend 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 peace into each heart.
3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign;
And not a thought our bosom share
Which is not wholly thine.
4 And when, with heart and voice, we strive
Our grateful hymns to raise,
Let love divine within us live,
And fill our souls with praise.
Then, on thy glories while we dwell,
Thy mercies we'll review;
With love divine transported, tell-
Thou, God, art Father too!
Divine guidance, and rest.
1 BEFORE thy mercy-seat, O Lord, Behold, thy servants stand,
To ask the knowledge of thy word, The guidance of thy hand.
2 Let thy eternal truths, we pray, Dwell richly in each heart;
That from the safe and narrow way We never may depart.
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