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448. Longing for the House of God. L.M.

How amiable are thy tabernacles, O LORD of Hosts, &c.
PSALM lxxxiv.

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HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, O LORD of Hosts, thy dwellings are! With long desire my spirit faints, T To meet th' assemblies of thy samts. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode; s My panting heart cries out for GOD: My God! my King! why should I be Afar from all my joys and thee?

3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, &
Around thy throne of majesty; al
Thy brightest glories shine above, Y
And all their work is praise and love.

4 [Blest are the souls that find a place
Within the temples of thy graces
There they behold thy gentler rays,
And seek thy face, and learn thy praise.]
5 Blest are the men whose hearts are set
To find the way to Zion's gate
GOD is their strength; and all the road
They lean upon their helper Gop

6 Cheerful they walk in growing strength Till all shall meet in heav'n at length; Till all before thy throne appear, W And join in nobler worship there'r

448. 2. The Pleasantness of Praising


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GOD; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.

PSALM CXlvii. 1.

COME, ye that love the SAVIOUR'S ! And joy to make it known; [name, The Sov'reign of your hearts proclaim, And bow before his throne.

2 Behold your King, your SAVIOUR
With glories all divine; [crown'd

And tell the wond'ring nations round
How bright those glories shine.

3 [Infinite power and boundless grace In him unite their rays;


You that have e'er beheld his face, 9 Can you forbear his praise ?]

4 When in his earthly courts we view
The glories of our King,
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.

5 And shall we long and wish in vain?
LORD, teach our songs to rise!
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it reach the skies.


60-lappy period! glorious day!!
When heav'n and earth shail raise,
With all their pow'rs the raptur'd lay,
To celebrate thy praise!

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ST AT LOG 449. The Presence of God implored. C. M.

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O LORD, our languid souls inspire, Thy presence now display,¦ að As thou hast giv'n a place for prayer, So give us hearts to pray.

ow being $ 2 Show us some token of thy love,r Our fainting hope to raise; And pour thy blessings from above, That we may render praise.


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3 Within these walls let holy peace, And love, and concord dwell;13 Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 1979]] &

4 May we in faith receive thy word,
In faith present our prayers; enl
And in the presence of our LORD,
Unburden all our cares.


5 And may the Gospel's joyful sound,
Enforc'd by mighty grace,
Awaken many sinners round, A
To come and fill the place.

450. The Presence of the Lord implored. C.M.



We will go into his tabernacles; we will worship at his footstool.Arise, O LORD, into thy rest; thou, and thesark of thy strength.-PSALM CXxxii. 7, 8. 21 met

ARISE, O King of grace, arise,
And enter to thy rest,

Lo! thy church waits with longing eyes; 197 Now be it own'd and blest.

2 Enter with all thy glorious train,
Thy Spirit and thy word;

All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.

3 Here, mighty GoD, accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread; Bless the provisions of thy house, he And fill thy poor with bread.

4 Here let the Son of David reign
Let God's anointed shine;
Justice and truth his court maintain,
With love and pow'r divine.


5 Here let him hold a lasting throne:
And, as his kingdom grows,
Fresh honours shall adorn his crown,
And shame confound his foes.

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451. The Privilege of Public Worship.


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Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee.-PSALM lxxxiv. 4.


O HAPPY they who know the Lord,
With whom he deigns to dwell!TM
He feeds and cheers them by his word,
His arm supports them well.


2 To them, in each distressing hour,
His throne of grace is near;
And when they plead his love and pow'r,
He stands engag'd to hear.

3 [He help'd his saints in ancient days, Who trusted in his name;


And we can witness to his praise,
His love is still the same.

4 Wand'ring in sin, our souls he found, And bid us seek his face; OH Gave us to hear the gospel-sound, And taste the gospel-grace.]

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5 Oft in his house his glory shines,
Before our wond'ring eyes;
We wish not then for golden mines,
Or aught beneath the skies.

6 His presence sweetens all our cares,
And makes our burdens light;
A word from him dispels our fears,
And gilds the gloom of night.

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