JESUS, lover of my soul, O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee; Leave, O leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me: All my trust on thee is stay'd, All my help from thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want, I am all unrighteousness; Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my sin; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within: Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee; Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 657.* XXIX. PRAISE AND THANKSGIVING. T. 235. TE DEUM LAUDAMUS. LORD God, thy praise we sing, To thee our thanks we bring: Both heaven and earth do worship Thou Father of eternity; [thee, To thee all angels loudly cry, The heavens and all the powers on high: Cherubs and seraphs thee proclaim, Holy is our Lord God, With splendour of thy glory spread The noble and victorious host praise. Redeem'd my soul from sin and misery. 4 Now, while on earth I stay, to thee I'll live, [give, 7 And to thy shame alone all glory Till I with all thy saints my voice shall raise, And join in everlasting songs of praise. Rejoice before the God of grace: 5 The Lord hath ever to his flock 6 Yea, when all creatures here deny With succour and compassion, And sets the humble souls at rest, That live forsaken and oppress'd: Give to our God the glory. As long as I have breath in me I will sound forth his praises: His precious, saving name shall be Exalted in all places: My heart, with all thy strength adore The God of grace, the God of power, And give him all the glory. 8 Ye who profess his sacred name, Give to our God the glory: Ye who his power know and proclaim, Give to our God the glory: Rejoice from all vain idols freed, The Lord is God, he 's God indeed: Give to our God the glory. 9 Now then before his face appear, With praises and thanksgiving; With awe his holy name revere, And join with all the living, To extol the wonders he hath wrought, His mighty deeds surpassing thought: Give to our God the glory. I'LL praise thee with my heart and Thy glory, praise and might. 2 Thou art the eternal source of grace, The source of lasting bliss: 3 What are we ? what do we possess 4 Who spread the lofty firmament 8 Thou count'st thy children's sighs [mourn; And know'st well why they No tear too mean to thee appcars To put into thy urn. NOW unite to render praises To Jehovah, to our God, and mag. nify His great name in all your places, For his goodness, love, and favour 2 Yea, with joy ourselves address- To our gracious, heavenly Father, we'll proclaim His great mercy without ceasing, They, adoring on their faces, 9 Thou, when we are oppress'd with And his works which are unbounded: grief, Dost us with pity view, Administ'ring thy kind relief, 10 Why need we mourn, as in des- And grieve both day and night? On him we 'll cast our every care, Who gave us life and light. 11 Hath he not from our earliest days, Us nourish'd and maintain'd? Safe-guarded us in all our ways, In dangers proved our friend? We, his ransom'd congregation, 3 To the throne go undismayed, Since from God in Christ displayed, GOD reveals his presence; And with awe appear before him; All in us keep silence, And before him bow with reverence: 2 God reveals his presence, Serve with awe in heavenly regions: Sing the hosts of heaven; | 3 O majestic Being, To the cheering sun which shineth; And reveal thyself still clearer : THOU, Jesus, art our King: Thy ceaseless praise we sing : Praise shall our glad tongues employ, Praise o'erflow the grateful soul, While we vital breath enjoy, While eternal ages roll. 2 Thou art the eternal light, And shinest in deepest night: Wond'ring gazed the angelic train, While thou bow'dst the heavens beneath, Taking thy abode with man, Man to save from endless death. 3 Thou for our griefs didst mourn, Thou hast our sickness borne: All our sins on thee were laid; Thou with unexampled grace All the mighty debt hast paid, Due from Adam's helpless race. 4 Thou hast o'erthrown the foe, God's kingdom fix'd below: Conqueror of all adverse power, Thou heaven's gates hast open'd wide; Thou thine own dost lead secure, For all thy blessings and thy care, Our gratitude in praise and prayer Shall still ascend to thine abode. 3 Ye spirits of the just above, With Christ now perfected in love, Once our companions here; In higher strains join us to sing Blessing and honour to our King, Till he in glory shall appear. 4 Hail, Lamb once slain, thy precious blood Hath brought us sinners nigh to God, Accept, O Lord, Ancient of days, |