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With joy the summons we attend,
With willing steps thy courts ascend,
And tread the sacred floor.

2 Behold to our enraptured eyes

The heaven-built towers of Salem rise
By faith, with glad survey,

We view her mansions, that contain
The angelic forms, a joyful train,
And shine with cloudless day.

3 Thither, from earth's remotest end,..
Lo! the redeem'd of God ascend,
Their tribute thither bring;
There, crown'd with everlasting joy,
In hymns of praise their tongues employ,
And hail the immortal King.

4 There, in thy house, not made with hands, May we, amidst these heavenly bands, Thy holy name adore!

There all thy works of grace resound,
When of these courts no trace is found,
And time shall be no more.

PSALM 125.

(L. M. MONTGOMERY.)

The security of God's people.

1 THOSE Who on God their cause repose,
When Satan tempts, and fears oppose,
Secured by his protecting hand,
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, Lest they allure his favour'd race, And draw them from the paths of grace. 4 But ah! if sinners will not turn,

On them his wrath like fire shall burn;
While mercy fills the righteous breast
With Israel's joy, and Israel's rest.

PSALM 128.

(C. M. UNIVERSITY.)

Godliness profitable for all things.

I How blest the man, whose heart is fill'd
With holy zeal and awe;

Whose lips to God their tribute yield;
Whose life adorns his law!

2 The Lord in mercy near him stands,
To guard his favour'd head,
And on the labour of his hands
Unceasing blessings shed.

3 Yea, richer mercies far than these
On him the Lord shall pour;

Shall bless his soul with joy and peace,

And life for evermore.

4 Thus blest is he, whose heart is fill'd
With holy zeal and awe;

Whose lips to God their tribute yield,
Whose life adorns his law.

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Penitent sinners imploring mercy.

1 OUT of the deeps, O Lord! we call,
While guilty fears oppress :

Do Thou with ear attentive weigh
The voice of our distress.

2 If Thou with unrelenting wrath
A strict account demand,
Oh! who of all the sons of men

Before that wrath shall stand?

3 But Lord! 'tis thine to spare and save;
With mercy souls to win;
With Thee in full redemption found,
And grace for every sin.

4 O then to us that grace extend;
For we, at mercy's gate,

Taught by thy word (thy word is truth)
For thy salvation wait.

PSALM 130.

(C. M

M. HARLEY.)

The Christian waiting for God.

1 ENCOURAGED by thy faithful word,
We stand at mercy's gate;
And wait for thy salvation, Lord!
With earnest longings wait.

2 As seamen look, with anxious eye,
Or travellers on their way.

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,

Watch the first beams of breaking light,
And meet them with their eyes:
4 So long our souls to see thy face,
Yea, more intent than they,
Watch the first openings of thy grace,
And wait a brighter day.

5 O Sun of Righteousness! arise,
And bring "that brighter day:"
Before thy light the darkness flies,
And sin is chased away,

PSALM 133.

(C. M. TRURO.)

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!

2 'Tis like the rich and precious oil,
Pour'd out on Aaron's head,
Which o'er his beard, and sacred robe,
Its fragrant odour shed.

3 Refreshing 'tis, as morning dews

That fall on Hermon's hill,

Or Zion's mount and hallow'd fields;
And all with glory fill.

4 Than Aaron's oil, or Hermon's dew,
Lo! blessings more divine;

Thine is the gift of grace, O Lord!
The gift of glory thine.

5 In mercy then to us impart
These blessings from above:
Stamp thine own image on each heart,
And fill our souls with love.

PSALM 136.

(L. M. PORTUguese.)

All the ways of God are mercy and truth. 1 GIVE to our God immortal praise ! Mercy and truth are all his ways; Wonders of grace to God belong; Repeat his mercies in your song !

2 He fills the sun with morning light; He bids the moon direct the night: His mercies ever shall endure,

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:

His mercies ever shall endure,

When this vain world shall be no more!

PSALM 137.

(L. M. ST. ANDREWS.)

Address to the Jews.

1 HIGH on the bending willows hung, Israel! still sleep the tuneful string?

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