1 O GOD of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed:
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers led.
2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present,
Before Thy throne of grace;
God of our fathers, be the God
Of their succeeding race.
3 Through each perplexing path of life,
Our wand'ring footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And raiment fit provide.
4 O spread Thy fost'ring wings around,
Till all our wand'rings cease ;
And at Thine ever blest abode,
Our souls arrive in peace.
1 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home.
2 Under the shadow of Thy throne,
Thy saints shall dwell secure ;
Sufficient is Thy arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
3 Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth receiv'd her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God
To endless years the same.
4 A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone,
Short as the watch that ends the night,
Before the rising sun.
5 O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be Thou our guard while life shall last,
And our eternal home.
1 OH! God on high, whose name is love,
Pour down Thy blessings from above;
And help us with one heart to raise
Thy great and everlasting praise.
2 Let all the lands on earth below,
Thy sweet eternal mercies know;
Oh! grant that all in heaven above,
May sing Thy praise, whose name is love.
3 Great Shepherd of Thy people here,
Behold us now in faith draw near;
Oh grant that we in heaven above,
May dwell with Thee whose name is love.
4 Blest Saviour, grant us this our prayer,
Keep us from earth's alluring snare;
Oh grant that we with saints above,
May sing Thy praise whose name is love.
1 Он Lord, let Thy salvation
From out of Zion come,
Oh heal Thine ancient nation,
Oh lead Thy outcasts home!
2 How long the holy city
Shall heathen feet profane?
Return, O Lord, in pity:
Rebuild her walls again.
3 Let fall Thy rod of terror;
Thy saving grace impart :
Take off the veil of error;
Release the fetter'd heart.
4 Let Israel, home returning,
Her lost Messiah see;
Give oil of joy for mourning,
And bind Thy Church to Thee.
1 OUR times are in Thy hand :
Our God, we wish them there;
Our life, our souls, our all, we leave
Entirely to Thy care.
2 Our times are in Thine hand,
We will not doubt or fear
A Father's hand will never cause
His child a needless tear.
3 Our times are in Thy hand,
Jesus the crucified;
The hand our many sins have pierc'd
Is now our guard and guide.
4 Our times are in Thy hand,
Jesus our advocate !
Nor can that hand be stretch'd in vain,
For us to supplicate.
5 Our times are in Thy hand,
We'll always trust in Thee,
Till we possess the promis'd land
And all Thy glory see.
1 OH! for a heart to praise my God,
A heart from sin set free;
A heart that's sprinkled with the blood
So freely shed for me.
2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek,
My great Redeemer's throne;
Where only Christ is heard to speak,
Where Jesus reigns alone ;—
3 A heart in ev'ry thought renew'd,
And fill'd with love divine;
Perfect and right, and pure and good,
An image, Lord, of Thine.
4 O blessed Lord, Thy grace impart ;
Come quickly from above;
Write Thy new name upon my heart,
Thy new blest name of love.
1 BLEST shepherd of Thy chosen flock,
Thy people's shield, their shad'wing rock,
Once more we meet to hear Thy voice,
Once more before Thee we rejoice.
2 O may Thy servants, by Thy word,
Refresh each wearied heart, dear Lord,
Wearied of earth's vain strife and woe,
Wearied of sin and all below.
3 Thy presence, Jesus, now we seek,
Confirm the strong, sustain the weak,
Tempted and weak, we hither come,
Give us a foretaste of our home.
1 O LORD our gracious monarch guard,
And ev'ry threat'ning danger ward,
From her anointed head:
Bid all her griefs and troubles cease;
Thro' paths of righteousness and peace,
To life eternal lead.
2 Confound her enemies with shame ;
Defeat their proud malicious aim,
And make their counsels vain :
Preserve her, providence divine!
And let her long illustrious line
To latest ages reign.
3 Upon her shower Thy blessings down;
Crown her with grace, with glory crown,
With meekness, love, and pow'r!
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