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With joy the summons we attend,
And tread the sacred floor.
By faith, with glad survey;
And shine with cloudless day.
Their tribute thither bring;
And hail the immortal King. 4 There, in thy house, not made with hands, May we, amidst these heavenly bands,
Thy holy name adore !
And time shall be no more.
The securily of God's people.
When Satan tempts, and fears oppose,
Than Zion's mount more firmly stand. 2 And, as the mighty hills surround
Majestic Salem's hallow'd ground,
So round his people, widely spread,
Shall God his guardian influence shed. 2 Far from that people, day by day,
The wiles of sin He turns away,
And draw them from the paths of 4. But ah! if sinners will not turn,
On them his wrath like fire shall burn;
Godliness profitable for all things. | How blest the man, whose heart is fill'd
With holy zeal and awe;
Whose life adorns his law !
To guard his favour'd head,
Unceasing blessings shed.
On him the Lord shall pour;
And life for evermore.
With holy zeal and awe;
Whose life adorns his law.
Penitent sinners imploring mercy.
While guilty fears oppress":
The voice of our distress,
A strict account demand,
Before that wrath shall stand ? 8 But Lord ! 'tis thine to spare and save;
With mercy souls to win;
And grace for every sin. . 4 O then to us that
to us that grace extend ; For we, at mercy's gate, Taught by thy word (thy word is truth)
For thy salvation wait.
(c. M. HARLEY.)
The Christian waiting for God.
We stand at mercy's gate;
With earnest longings wait.
While midnight tempests sweep the sky,
To catch the dawn of day: 3 Or as the guards, who keep the night,
Long for the morning skies,
And meet them with their eyes : 4. So lo
our souls to see thy face, Yea, more intent than they, Watch the first openings of thy grace,
And wait a brighter day.
And bring " that brighter day:"
The beauty of Christian love. 1 How great the joy, how blest the sight,
When brethren friendly prove; Whose hearts in bonds of peace unite,
And glow with mutual love!
Pour'd out on Aaron's head,
Its fragrant odour shed.
That fall on Hermon's hill,
And all with glory fill.
Lo! blessings more divine;
Thine is the gift of grace, O Lord !
The gift of glory thine.
These blessings from above :
And fill our souls with love.
All the ways of God are mercy and truth. 1 GIVE to our God immortal praise !
Mercy and truth are all his ways;
Repeat his mercies in your song !
He bids the moon direct the night:
When sun and moon shall shine no more ! 3 He sent his Son with power to save
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave: Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat his mercies in your song. 4. Through this vain world Heguides our feet,
And leads us to his heavenly seat:
Address to the Jews.
Israel ! still sleep the tuneful string ?