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2 Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by thine help I'm come,
Safely to arrive at home.
Wandering from the fold of God;
Interpos’d his precious blood. 3 O! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrain’d to be;
Bind my wandering heart to thee!
Prone to leave the God I love-
P.M.-Grateful Praise. Ps. ciii.
God, whose mercy crowns my days,
And my daily need supplies.
Life and healing on his wings,
C.M.-A Song of Praise. 1 INDULGENT Father! how divine
How bright thy bounties are; Through nature's ample round they shine,
Thy goodness to declare.
2 But in the nobler works of grace,
What sweeter mercy smiles
And every fear beguiles!
To thee my thanks shall rise,
Or evening veils the skies. 4 When glimmering life resigns its flame,
Thy praise shall tune my breath;
Shall gild the shades of death. 5 But oh! how blest my song shall rise,
When freed from feeble clay,
In one eternal day!
Through yon ethereal plains,
Or raise sublimer strains.
P.M.-Divine Love. 1 MY God, thy boundless love I praise; How bright on high its glories blaze!
How sweetly bloom below!
And o'er the earth they flow. 2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, And bids the clouds in air upborne,
Their genial drops distil;
And glides in every
3 It robes in cheerful green the ground, And pours its flowery beauties round,
Whose sweets perfume the gale; Its bounties richly spread the plain, The blushing fruit, the golden grain,
And smile on every vale. 4 But in thy gospel see it shine With grace and glories more divine,
Proclaiming sins forgiven; There Faith, bright cherub, points the way To realms of everlasting day,
And opens all her heaven.
And ardent gratitude;
My soul's eternal good.
With kindred energy;
And love and bless like thee.
Inheritance. Col. i. 12. 1 ALL-GLORIOUS God! what hymns of praise
Shall our transported voices raise!
While heaven stands open to our view! 2 Once we were fallen, and O how low!
Just on the brink of endless wo,
3 But lo, a ray of cheerful light
Scatters the horrid shades of night!
To souls impoverish'd and undone. 4 Far, far beyond these mortal shores,
A bright inheritance is ours;
To share their holy, blissful state.
Thine are the robes, the crown is thine; May endless years their course prolong, While “ Thine the praise,” is all our song.
P.M.-Praise and Supplication. 1 TO Thee, my God, and Saviour,
My soul exulting springs;
Almighty King of kings.
With all the saints above;
Of thy redeeming love.
Bedecks the dewy east,
Upon the ocean's breast,
Well pleased thou shalt hear;
And to my soul draw near.
pass the dangerous road, By heavenly hosts escorted
Up to their bright abode;
There cast my crown before thee,
When all my woes are o'er; And day and night adore thee What can an angel more.
432. P.M. - Universal Praise. Ps. cl. 6. BREATHE in praise of your Creator,
Every soul his honours raise;
C.M.- Everlasting Praise. 1 MY God! my King! to thee I'll raise
My voice and all my powers; Unwearied songs of sacred praise
Shall fill the circling hours. 2 Thy name shall dwell upon my tongue,
While suns shall set and rise, And tune my everlasting song When all creation dies.
Becomes the grandeur of a God;
Where stars revolve their little rounds: 2 Thee, while the first archangel sings,
He hides his face behind his wings;
Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker too!