Imágenes de páginas


L.M.- Public Worship. Ps. c. 1 ALL people that on earth do dwell,

Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice; Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell, Come


before him and rejoice. 2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed,

Without our aid he did us make; We are his flock, he doth us feed,

And for his sheep he doth us take. 3 O enter then his gates with praise,

Approach with joy his courts unto; Praise, laud, and bless his name always,

For it is seemly so to do.
4 For why? the Lord our God is good,

His mercy is for ever sure;
His truth at all times firmly stood,
And shall from age to age endure.


L.M.- Public Worship. Ps.c. 1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne,

Ye nations bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone;

He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power without our aid,

Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we stray'd,

He brought us to his fold again. 3 [We are his people, we his care,

Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honours shall we rear,

Almighty Maker, to thy name?) 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,

High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth with her ten thousand tongues

Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise.

5 Wide as the world is thy command,

Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock thy truth must stand

When rolling years shall cease to move.


P.M.- Public Worship. Ps. xcv. 1 O COME, let us sing to the Lord,

In God, our salvation, rejoice; In psalms of thanksgiving record

His praise, with one heart and one voice: For Jehovah is King, and he reigns,

The God of all gods, on his throne: The strength of the hills he maintains,

The ends of the earth are his own.

2 The sea is Jehovah's - he made

The tide its dominion to know:
The land is Jehovah's- he laid

Its solid foundation below.
O come let us worship and kneel

Before our Creator, our God
The people who serve him with zeal,

The flock whom he guides with his rod. 3 As Moses the fathers of old,

Through the sea and the wilderness led, His wonderful works we behold,

With manna from heaven are fed; To-day let us hearken, to-day,

To the voice that yet speaks from above, And all his commandments obey,

For all his commandments are love. 4 His wrath let us fear to provoke,

To dwell in his favour unite; His service is freedom, his yoke

Is easy, his burden is light:

But, Oh! of rebellion beware,

Rebellion that hardens the breast, Lest God in his anger should swear That we shall not enter his rest.


P.M.Public Worship. 1 LO! God is here! let us adore,

And own how dreadful is this place! Let all within us feel his power,

, And silent bow before his face! Who know his


his grace who prove, Serve him with awe, with reverence love. 2 Lo! God is here! Him day and night

Th' united choirs of angels sing: To him enthron'd above all height,

Heaven's host their noblest praises bring: Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song,

Who serve thee with a stammering tongue. 3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave,

Wealth, pleasure, fame, for thee alone; To thee our will, soul, flesh, we give;

O take, O seal them for thine own! Thou art the God, thou art the Lord;

Be thou by all thy works ador'd. 4 Being of Beings! may thy praise

Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill: Still may we stand before thy face,

Still hear and do thy sovereign will: To thee may all our thoughts arise, Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice!

C.M.- Reverential Worship. Isa, viii. 13.
1 HOLY and reverend is the name

Of our Eternal King;
Thrice holy Lord! the angels cry,

Thrice holy, let us sing.

2 Holy is he in all his works,

And truth is his delight;
But sinners and their wicked ways

Shall perish from his sight.
3 The deepest reverence of the mind

Pay, O my soul, to God;
Lift with thy hands a holy heart

To his sublime abode.
4 With sacred awe pronounce his name,

Whom words nor thoughts can reach; A broken heart shall please him more

Than the best forms of speech.
5 Thou, holy God! preserve my soul

From all pollution free;
The pure in heart are thy delight,

And they thy face shall see.

8. C.M.— The day approaching, a motive to love and worship.

Heb. x. 24, 25.
1 THE day approacheth, O my soul,

The great decisive day,
Which, from the verge of mortal life,

Shall bear thee far away.
2 Another day, more awful dawns;

And lo, the Judge appears!
Ye heavens retire before his face,

And sink, ye darken'd stars.
3 Yet does one short preparing hour,

One precious hour remain;
Rouse thee, my soul, with all thy power,

Nor let it pass in vain.
4 With me my brethren soon must die,

And at that bar appear;
Now be our intercourse improv'd

To mutual comfort here.

5 For this thy temple, Lord, we throng;

For this thy board surround;
Here may our service be approv'd,
And in thy presence crown'd.

9. C.M.- Worship in God's house, here and hereafter. Ps. xxiii. 6. 1 MY soul, triumphant in the Lord,

Shall tell its joys abroad;
And march with holy vigour on,

Supported by its God.
2 Through all the winding maze of life

His hand has been my guide,
And in that long experienc'd care

My heart shall still confide.
3 His grace through all the desert flows,

An unexhausted stream;
That grace on Zion's sacred mount

Shall be my endless theme.
4 Beyond the choicest joys of earth

These distant courts I love;
But O! I burn with strong desire

To view thy house above.
5 Mingled with all the shining band,

My soul would there adore;
A pillar in thy temple fix'd,
To be remov'd no more.


L.M.- The Lord's day morning.
1 ANOTHER six days' work is done,

Another sabbath is begun;
Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,

Improve the day thy God hath blest. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to weary,

Provides an antepast of heaven,
And gives this day the food of seven.

« AnteriorContinuar »