With joy the summons we attend, 2 Behold to our enraptured eyes The heaven-built towers of Salem rise We view her mansions, that contain 3 Thither, from earth's remotest end,.. 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, PSALM 125. (L. M. MONTGOMERY.) The security of God's people. 1 THOSE Who on God their cause repose, 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; PSALM 128. (C. M. UNIVERSITY.) Godliness profitable for all things. I How blest the man, whose heart is fill'd Whose lips to God their tribute yield; 2 The Lord in mercy near him stands, 3 Yea, richer mercies far than these Shall bless his soul with joy and peace, And life for evermore. 4 Thus blest is he, whose heart is fill'd Whose lips to God their tribute yield, Penitent sinners imploring mercy. 1 OUT of the deeps, O Lord! we call, Do Thou with ear attentive weigh 2 If Thou with unrelenting wrath Before that wrath shall stand? 3 But Lord! 'tis thine to spare and save; 4 O then to us that grace extend; Taught by thy word (thy word is truth) PSALM 130. (C. M M. HARLEY.) The Christian waiting for God. 1 ENCOURAGED by thy faithful word, 2 As seamen look, with anxious eye, 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, 5 O Sun of Righteousness! arise, PSALM 133. (C. M. TRURO.) The beauty of Christian love. 1 How great the joy, how blest the sight, 2 'Tis like the rich and precious oil, 3 Refreshing 'tis, as morning dews That fall on Hermon's hill, Or Zion's mount and hallow'd fields; 4 Than Aaron's oil, or Hermon's dew, Thine is the gift of grace, O Lord! 5 In mercy then to us impart 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? |