Mistaken souls! that dream of heaven 117 118 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord 119 My God, how endless is thy love 120 My God, my King, thy various praise 121 122 My God, permit my tongue 123 My Helper, God! I bless his name 124 My Maker and my King 125 My soul, be on thy guard My soul repeat his praise 127 NOR eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard O BLESS the Lord, my soul 130 131 132 PRAISE ye the Lord, immortal choir RAISE your triumphant songs Remark, my soul, the narrow bound SALVATION! O, the joyful sound 143 144 145 146 147 148 -149 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Sing to the Lord ye distant lands Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord So let our lips and lives express Songs of immortal praise belong 150 151 152 Soft are the fruitful showers that bring 153 154 155 156 Sweet day! so cool, so calm, so bright There's not a tint that paints the rose Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love This is the day the Lord hath made 172 173 174 175 176 177 Ye sons of men, a feeble race Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Your harps, ye trembling saints ZEAL is that pure and heavenly flame HYMNS. 1. C. M. 1 A BRIGHT unfading crown doth grace Who swift hath run the heavenly race, 2 Who for his brow that wreath would win, Must lay aside each weight, And cast away the robe of sin 3 Who runneth for the peerless prize, 4 He must forget, who runs the race, And to the mark must forward press, 5 Whose spirit would not faint, nor miss 6 But, most of all, be ever met The crowning Conqueror's eye, 1 ABSENT from flesh! O blissful thought! 1 AGAIN the Lord of life and light 2 O what a night was that which wrapt 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join |