HYMN 314. L. M.

BLESS, O my soul, the God of love,
Who rules o'er all in heav'n above;
His great and holy name adore,
In songs of joy for ever more.

2

'Tis he redeems us from the grave,
For none but God hath pow'r to save ;
Sins he removes, and sets us free
From wounds, and death, and misery.

3

The loving-kindness of the Lord,
Our tongues with rapture shall record;
Our lives redeem'd by pow'r divine,
Those lives be, Lord, for ever thine.

4

Jesus distributes ev'ry good,

And fills our mouths with heav'nly food; Our strength renew'd, with eagle's wing, We mount to heav'n, and praise our King.

HYMN 315. S. M.

WHILE in this wilderness

Our God a table spreads,
Jesus our Shepherd deigns to bless,
And richly are we fed.

2

Our enemies behold

What Jesus doth prepare;

With envy they would rob the fold,

But lo the Lord is there.

3

The oil of love divine

Internally is giv'n;

How great the bliss! come let us join
To praise the God of heav'n.

4

Goodness and mercy flow Through all our happy days; And as to better worlds we go Our souls shall sing his praise.

HYMN 316. L. M.

COME in, thou blessed, honour'd Lord,
By earth, by heav'n, by all ador'd ;
We hail thee welcome; take thy throne,
And in thy Zion reign alone.

2

Our only Lord and God thou art,
Reign thou the sov'reign of the heart!
Thou King of glory, ever bless'd,
By angels and by men confess'd.

3

Enter thy church, thou Lord divine,
And be the kingdom ever thine !
We shout thee welcome to thy seat,
And lay our honours at thy feet.

O happy church, thy bliss how great !
Thy King, in all his heav'nly state,
With thee for ever will reside,

Thy Husband he, and thou the bride.

5

Jesus, our grateful hearts rejoice,

Since thou hast made our souls thy choice; While here, our songs to thee shall rise, And join the chorus of the skies.

Y

HYMN 317. C. M.

O PRAISE the Lord, ye nations, praise,
Ye people speak his fame ;
All ye, in truth and goodness found,
Exalt Jehovah's name.

2

His kindness is for ever free,
His mercies ever great;
To all of ev'ry name and land,
Though mean and low their state.

3

His truth for ever shall endure,
Adore him for his word;
His laws and promises are sure,
Praise ye the loving Lord.

4.

My soul exults in Jesus' name,
I love to hear his voice;
He is my Saviour and my God,
In him I will rejoice.

HYMN 318. C. M.

SALVATION is from God alone,
Ye saints, lift up your voice;
Come bring your off'rings to his throne,
And in your God rejoice.

2

High wave the banner in the air,

Invite the nations home;
Bid erring sinners now prepare,
For Jesus Christ is come.

3

Boldly we'll own our sov'reign Lord,
His second advent own;

Declare the wonders of his word,
And make his glories known.

Jesus is come, behold him reign!
Unmov'd by fear or shame,
Announce we Jesus come again,
And glory in his name.

5

Jerusalem, lift up thy voice,
In songs of honour sing;
In thine own Saviour God rejoice,
For he alone is King.

HYMN 319. C. M.

THROUGH all the changing scenes of life,
In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still

My heart and tongue employ,

2

Of his deliv'rance I will boast,
Till all that are distress'd
From my example comfort take,
And charm their griefs to rest.

3

O, magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt his Name !
When, in distress, to him I call'd,
He to my rescue came.

4

Their drooping hearts were soon refresh'd,

Who look'd to God for aid;

Desir'd success, in ev'ry face,

A cheerful air display'd.

JESUS' mercy let us sing,

He is our eternal King;

With our tongues will we make known, Mercy is from him alone.

2

Truth and faithfulness are giv'n

From the Lord, the God of heav'n;

Mercy ever shall endure,

Jesus' truth and love are sure.

3

Now the human is Divine,
See what nameless glories shine
From the body of our Lord,

Be his holy name ador'd.

4

Who with Jesus can compare?
Not the highest angel dare;

Who is like the Lord most high?

None on earth, or in the sky.

5

God is greatly to be fear'd,

Be his holy name rever'd ;

Earth and heav'n your voices raise,

Men and angels sing his praise.

HYMN 321. Č. M.

THOU art the mighty King of kings,
The Lord of lords most high;
Israel is safe beneath thy wings,
Thy servants shall not die.

2

Through thee we shall the vict'ry gain, Though hosts of hell oppose;