Hallelujah! they cry, And liveth again; Hallelujah to God and the Lamb! 231 YE that obey the immortal King, Attend his holy place; Bow to the glories of his power, And bless his wond'rous grace. Lift up your hands by morning light, The God of Zion cheers our hearts With rays of quickening grace; The God that spreads the heavens abroad, And rules the swelling seas. 232 NNNNNNN Portugal New. YE servants of God, your Master proclaim, Salvation to God, who sits on the throne, Then let us adore, and give him his right, 233 NNNNNNN Eythorn COME, happy souls, approach your God With new melodious songs; Come, render to almighty grace The tribute of your tongues. So strange, so boundless was the love, The Father sent his equal Son, To give them life again. Then all was mercy, all was mild, And wrath forsook the throne; When Christ on the kind errand came, And brought salvation down. Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds, And wipe your sorrows dry; Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, And you shall never die. See, dearest Lord, our willing souls, Accept thine offer'd grace; We bless the great Redeemer's love, 234 Sydenham. IN God's own house pronounce his praise, To heaven your joy and wonder raise, Let all your sacred passions move, All that have motion, life, and breath, Yet, when my voice expires in death, 235 NNNNIINN Denmark. BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, _ We'll crow'd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heavens our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 236 Tuckers. WITH meekness let the saints appear, His high commands with rev'rence hear, How terrible thy glories be! How bright thine armies shine! Thy words the raging wind control, Heaven, earth, and air and sea, are thine, How did thine arm in vengeance shine Justice and judgment are thy throne, While truth and mercy, joined in one, O JESUS, now we humbly pray, 1 Break every cord that binds us here Give grace to conquer self and șin ; E'er we from hence depart. TO thy temple I repair, Lord, I love to worship, there, Thou, thro' him, art reconciled; Leach. Harts. |