3 For the Lord our God shall come, 4 Then, thou Church triumphant, come, In God's garner to abide : Raise the glorious harvest-home! DEAN ALFORD. 1844. 6.6.4.6.6.6.4. 1243 They joy before Thee according to the joy in 1 THE harvest.-Isa. 9. 3. THE God of harvest praise; The valleys laugh and sing, 2 Yes, bless His holy name, To glory in your lot God's benefits forgot, Amid your mirth. 3 The God of harvest praise; From fields to garner throng, JAMES MONTGOMERY. 1853. OPENING SERVICES AND ANNIVERSARIES. C.M. 1244 Arise, O Lord, into Thy rest; Thou, and the 1 L' ark of Thy strength.-Ps. 132. 8. IGHT up this house with glory, Lord; Receive the homage of our souls, Erect Thy temple-throne. 2 We rear no altar-Thou hast died; 3 We ask no bright shekinah-cloud, Give, Lord, the substance of that sign— 4 No rushing mighty wind we ask; Grant us the Spirit's quickening light, 5 Light up this house with glory, Lord— Which forms and saves a church below, 7s. JOHN HARRIS. 1859. 1245 Peace be within thy walls.—Ps. 122. 7. 1 L ORD of hosts, to Thee we raise weary soul find rest; 3 Here to Thee a temple stand, Prayer and praise till time shall end. 1246 0 JAMES MONTGOMERY. 1853. 7.6. That thine eyes may be open toward this house night and day.-1 Kings 8. 29.. THOU, whose hand has brought us Accept our glad thanksgiving 2 For this new house we praise Thee,- And every willing hand; 3 And oft as here we gather, Rise to the things above; 4 And as the years roll over, Have found their way to Thee. 5 Lord God! our fathers' helper,- Make this new house Thine own! F. W. GOADBY. 1872. 1247 1 L.M. It was in thine heart to build an house unto TOT for the things of fleeting time, Nor Not for the knowledge earth can give, 2 Its stones may crumble into dust, 3 God of all grace and boundless love, Here bless the word Thyself hast given; 1248 1 2 3 S.M. For the Lord hath chosen Zion.-Ps. 132. 13. UR fathers' Friend and God, OUR In whom they live for aye, Hear Thou their children, Lord, and Thine! Be near to us this day. Upon this hallowed spot, Thy face has often shone; Thy Word been preached, Thy mercy felt, Thy will with gladness done. In faith we now renew Our fathers' Sabbath home, And with the memories of the past, Link all the years to come. |