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5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign,

Here to abide, --no transient guest ?
Here, will our great Redeemer reign,

And here, the Holy Spirit rest ? -
6 Thy glory never hence depart!

Yet choose not, Lord! this house alone; Thy kingdom come, in every heart,-

In every bosom, fix thy throne.

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HYMN 514, L. M. 514

Prayer on opening a Church Edifice. 1 TITHIN thy house, O Lord our God! mf In glorious majesty appear;

Make this a place of thine abode,

And shed thy choicest blessings here. 2 When we thy mercy seat surround,

Thy Spirit, with thy word, impart; < And let thy gospel's joyful sound, mf With power divine, reach every heart.

3 Here, let the blind their sight obtain, mp Here, give the broken spirit rest

Let Jesus here triumphant reign,-
mf Enthroned in every yielding breast.
4 Here, let the voice of sacred joy

And humble supplication rise,
Till higher strains our tongues employ,

In realms of bliss, beyond the skies.

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HYMN 515, C. M. -515

Dedication of a Church.
1 MOD of the universe ! to thee

This sacred fane we rear,
And now, with songs and bended knee,

Invoke thy presence here.
mf 2 Long may this echoing dome resound

The praises of thy name,
These hallowed walls to all around

The Triune God proclaim.
3 Here, let thy love-thy presence dwell,--

Thy glory here make known;
Thy people's home, Oh! come, and fill,

And seal it as thine own.

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4 When sad with care, by sin oppressed,

Here may the burdened soul,
Beneath thy sheltering wing, find rest;

Here, make the wounded whole.
5 And, when the last long Sabbath morn.

Upon the just, shall rise,
May all, who own thee here, be borno

To mansions in the skies.

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HYMN 516, S. M. 516

The Heralds of Christ,
1 UTOW beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Zion's hill! my Who bring salvation on their tongues,

And words of peace reveal! 2 How charming is their voice!

How sweet the tidings are ! mf “ Zion! behold thy Saviour King,

He reigns and triumphs here!" mf 3 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound !
Which kings and prophets waited for,

And sought, but never found.
4 How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heavenly light!

Prophets and kings desired it long, mp

But. died without the sight. mf 5 The watchmen join their voice,

And tuneful notes employ; f

Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,

And deserts learn the joy.
6. The Lord makes bare his arm,

Through all the earth abroad;
Let every nation now behold

Their Saviour and their God.


HYMN 517, L. M. 517

The great Commission.
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U Bid the whole earth my grace receive;

He shall be saved who trusts my word; mp

He shall be damned who don't believe.
2 "I'll make your great commission known,

And ye shall prove my gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,

By all the wonders ye shall do.
3 “ Teach all the nations my commands,-

I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in my hands,

I can destroy, and I defend.” < 4 He spake--and light shone round his head; mf On a bright cloud, to heaven he rode :

They, to the farthest nations, spread

The grace of their ascended God.

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HYMN 518, C. M.

Ministers watch for Souls.
ET Zion's watchmen all awake,


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Now let them, from the mouth of God,

Their awful charge receive.
2 'T is not a cause of small import,

The pastor's care demands;
But what might fill an angel's heart;

It filled a Saviour's hands.
3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord

Did heavenly bliss forego ;--
For souls, that must for ever live,

In raptures, or in woe.
4 All to the great tribunal haste,

Th' account to render there;
And should'st thou strictly mark our faults,

Lord! how should we appear ?
5 \lay they that Jesus, whom they preachi,

Their own Redeemer, see;
And watch thou daily o'er their souls,

That they may watch for thee.

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HYMN 519, L. M. 519

Meeting of Ministers. 1

out thy Spirit from on high; Lord! thine assembled servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply,

And clothe thy priests with righteousness, 2 Within thy temple where we stand,

To teach the truth as taught by thee,
Saviour! like stars in thy right hand,

The angels of the churches be!
3 Wisdom and zeal, and faith impart,

Firmness with meekness from above,
To bear thy people on our hearts,

And love the souls whom thou dost love :4 To watch and pray, and never faint ;

By day and night strict guard to keep;
To warn the sinner, cheer the saint,

Nourish thy lambs, and feed thy sheep. 5 Then, when our work is finished here,

In humble hope, our charge resign:
When the chief Shepherd shall appear,

O God! may they and we be thine.




HYMN 520, C. M. 520

The Death of a Minister.
OW let our drooping hearts revive,

And all our tears be dry ;
Why should those eyes be drowned ir grief,

That view a Saviour nigh? mp 2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust,

The aged and the young;
The watchful eye, in darkness closed,

And mute th' instructive tongue;
3 Th’ eternal Shepherd still survives,

New comfort to impart;
His eye still guides us, and his voice

Still animates our heart.
4 “Lo! I am with you," saith the Lord,

“My church shall safe abide;">
The Lord will ne'er forsake his own,

Who in his love confide

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o Through every scene of life and death,

His promise is our trust;
And this shall be our children's song,

When we are cold in dust.

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HYMN 521, s. M. 521

The Pastor's Death.

Soul of the just, set free!
Blest be thy memory, and blest

Thy bright example be!
2 Faith, perseverance, zeal,

Language of light and power,
Love,-prompt to act, and quick to feel,

Marked thee, till life's last hour.
3 Now,--toil and conflict o'er,

Go, take with saints thy place;
But go-as each hath gone before,-

A sinner saved by grace. 4 Lord Jesus! to thy hands mp

Our pastor we resign;
And now we wait thine own commands ;-

We were not his, but thine.
5 Thou art thy church's head;

And, when the members die,

Thou raisest others in their stead: mf

To thee we lift our eye. 6 On thee our hopes depend; mf We gather round our Rock;

Send whom thou wilt; but condescend

Thyself to feed thy flock.

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HYMN 522, S. M. 522

The Death of an aged Minister. mf" 1 " !

Rest from thy loved employ:
f" The battle fought,—the vict'ry won,-

Enter thy Master's joy."
2 The voice at midnight came,

He started up to hear;
A mortal arrow pierced his frame,

He fell--but felt no fear.
3 Tranquil amid alarms,

It found him on the field,

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