COPYRIGHT, 1902, BY

THE CONGREGATIONAL SUNDAY-SCHOOL AND PUBLISHING SOCIETY

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Then waken into sound divine

The very pavement of tby sbrine,

That we, like beaven's star-sprinkled floor, Faintly give back what we adore: Childlike tbougb the voices be,

And untunable the parts, Thou wilt own the minstrelsy,

If it flow from childlike bearts.

- REV. JOHN Keble.

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Worship of God in Song

"O come, let us worship!"

"LYONS"

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1. O worship the King all
2. O tell of his
3. Thy boun- ti - ful
4. Frail children of

ROBERT GRANT, 1833

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light, whose
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trust, nor
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glorious might, O sing of care what tongue can dust, and fee ble

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bove, O grateful - ly his grace, Whose robe is the re cite? It breathes in the as frail, In thee do we

J. M. HAYDN (17.7-1806)

Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splen-dor, and girded with praise.
thun-der-clouds form, And dark is his path on the wings of the storm.
scends to the plain, And sweetly dis - tils in the dew and the rain.
firm to the end, Our Mak-er, De - fend -er, Re-deem - er and Friend! A