CLOSE OF PUBLIC WORSHIP.

L. M.

732.

WATTS.

Universal Praise.

i From all that dwell below the skies

Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,

Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord;

Eternal truth attends thy word ;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.

1 Ye that obey the immortal King,

Attend his holy place;
Bow to the glories of his power,

And bless his wondrous grace.
· Lift up your hands by morning light,

And send your souls on high :
Raise your admiring thoughts by night

Above the starry sky.

3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts

With rays of quickening grace, The God that spreads the heavens abroad,

And rules the swelling seas.

1

S. M.
734.

WATTS.
Closing Hymn.
Now let the world agree

One general voice to raise ;
Till all mankind present to thee

Their songs of grateful praise!
O let the nations round

Their cheerful powers employ,
And earth's far-distant coasts resound

With shouts of sacred joy.

2

1

How vast the treasure we possess!
How rich thy bounty, King of grace!
This world is ours, and worlds to come;
Earth is our lodge, and heaven our home.

2 The sun rolls round to make our day ;

The moon directs our nightly way;
While angels bear us in their arms,
And shield us from ten thousand harms.

3 O glorious portion of the saints!

Let faith suppress our sore complaints, And tune our harps and tongues to sing Our bounteous God, our sovereign King.

Fitnes

L. M.
736.

WATTS.
Universal Reign of Christ.
1 GREAT God, whose universal sway

The known and unknown worlds obey,
Now give the kingdom to thy Son;

Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2. The heathen lands, that lie beneath

The shades of overspreading death,
Revive at his first dawning light,

And deserts blossom at the sight.
3 The saints shall flourish in his days,

Dressed in the robes of joy and praise;
Peace, like a river, from bis throne,
Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

L. M.
737.

LIVERPOOL COL.

Ascription.
i Not e'en a sparrow yields its breath

Till God permits the stroke of death;
He hears the ravens when they call,

The Father and the Friend of all.
• To Thee, in ceaseless strains, my tongue

Shall raise the morn and evening song,
And, long as breath inspires my frame,
The wonders of thy love proclaim.

| Now may He, who from the dead
Brought the Shepherd of the sheep,
Jesus Christ, our King and Head,
All our souls in safety keep.

2 May he teach us to fulfil

What is pleasing in his sight,
Perfect us in all his will,
And preserve us day and night.
7 & 6s. M.

739. GASKELL

Closing Ascription.
To thee, the Lord Almighty,

Our noblest praise we give,
Who all things hast created,

And blessest all that live :
2 Whose goodness never failing,

Through countless ages gone,
For ever and for ever

Shall still keep shining on.

i Thy name, Almighty Lord,

Shall sound through distant lands; Great is thy grace, and sure thy word;

Thy truth for ever stands.
Far be thine honor spread;

And long thy praise endure,
Till morning light and evening shade

Shall be exchanged no more.

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741.

8 & 78. M.

ANONYMOUS.

Dismission.

i Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,

Hope and comfort from above; Let us each, thy peace possessing,

Triumph in redeeming love.

. Thanks we give, and adoration,

For thy Gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation

In our hearts and lives abound.

1 PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator !

Praise to thee from every tongue; Join, my soul, with every creature,

Join the universal song.
· For ten thousand blessings given,

For the hope of future joy,
Sound his praise through earth and heaven,
Sound Jehovah's praise on high.
8 & 78. M.

743.

J. Newton.

Benediction.

May the grace of Christ, our Saviour,

And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favor,

Rest upon us from above. Thus may we abide in union

With each other and the Lord'; And possess, in sweet communion,

Joys which earth cannot afford.

8 & 78. M.

744.

ESTLIN.

Reliance for the Future.

Gracious Source of every blessing!

Guard our breasts from anxious fears; May we, still thy love possessing,

Sink into the vale of years.