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Blessings all around bestowing,
God withholds his care from none;
From the fountain of his throne. 3 Every stain of guilt abhorring,
Firm and bold in virtue's cause,
Faithful subjects to thy laws;
Bless us with thy wondrous love;
All our hope is from above.
WATTS. Praise to our Creator. Ps. 100. 1 NATIONS, attend before his throne
With solemn fear, with sacred joy ; Know that the Lord is God alone ;
He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care,
Our souls and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy name? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heavens our voices raise, And Earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;
When rolling years shall cease to move.
TATE & BRADY. Public Worship. Ps. 100. 1 WITH one consent, let all the earth
To God their cheerful voices raise ; Glad homage pay with awful mirth,
And sing before him songs of praise, 2 Convinced that he is God alone,
From whom both we and all proceed — We, whom he chooses for his own,
The flock which he vouchsafes to feed. 3 0, enter, then, his temple gate;
Thence to his courts devoutly press; And still your grateful hymns repeat,
And still his name with praises bless. 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good;
His mercy is forever sure ;
To endless ages shall endure.
Before the Lord, your sovereign King; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice;
With all your tongues his glory sing.
2 The Lord is God; ’tis he alone
Doth life, and breath, and being give; We are his work, and not our own,
The sheep that on his pastures live. 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy,
With praises to his courts repair, And make it your divine employ
To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good; the Lord is kind; Great is his grace,
mercy sure; And the whole race of man shall find
His truth from age to age endure.
Watts. Longing after God. Ps. 63. 1 GREAT God, indulge my humble claim;
Thou art my Hope, my Joy, my Rest; The glories that compose thy name
Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands,
For thee I long, to thee I look,
Pant for the cooling water-brook. 3 With early feet I love to appear
Among thy saints, and seek thy face; Oft have I seen thy glory there,
And felt the power of sovereign grace. 4 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise ; This work shall make my heart rejoice,
And spend the remnant of my days.
Watts. A Call to Worship. Ps. 95. 1 COME, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing:
The universal King.
the seas their bound; The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.
Come, bow before the Lord ;
He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;
And own your gracious God.
WATTS. A Psalm before Prayer. Ps. 95. 1 SING to the Lord Jehovah's name,
And in his strength rejoice; When his salvation is our theme,
Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight,
And psalms of honor sing ; The Lord 's a God of boundless might,
The whole creation's King.
3 Let princes hear, let angels know,
How mean their natures seem,
When once compared with him.
Lies in his spacious hand;
And where the hills must stand.
Come, kneel before his face:
Be children of his grace !
BROWNE. Acceptable Worship. 1 WHEREWITH shall I approach the Lord,
And bow before his throne ? O, how procure his kind regard,
And for my guilt atone ?
And spicy fumes ascend ?
Such offerings are vain :
His favor can obtain.
And proofs of kindness give;
And to his glory live.