72 0 God's glory and majesty. GOD, we praise thee, and confess And everlasting Father art, 2 To thee all angels cry aloud; 3 O holy, holy, holy Lord, 4 The apostles' glorious company, 5 The holy Church throughout the world, O Lord, confesses thee, That thou eternal Father art, Of boundless majesty. 273 The Lord's Supper: Strength renewed. 78-d. 0 GOD, unseen, yet ever near, Thy presence may we feel; And thus, inspired with holy fear, Before thy table kneel. 2 Here may thy faithful people know The blessings of thy love; The streams that through the desert flow,- 3 We come, obedient to thy word, 4 Thus may we all thy words obey; ATHER divine, thy piercing eye Sees through the darkest night; In deep retirement thou art nigh, With heart-discerning sight. 2 May that observing eye survey 30 may thine own celestial fire The incense still inflame, 4 So shall the visits of thy love So wilt thou deign, in worlds above, Thy suppliant to confess. 76-a Afflictions blessed. OW tender is thy hand, How to most gracious Lord! Afflictions came at thy command, And left us at thy word. 2 How gentle was the rod That chasten'd us for sin! 149-c. THO 2 Give me to trust in thee; My horn, and rock, and buckler be, My Saviour and my God. 8 Myself I cannot save,Myself I cannot keep, But strength in thee I surely have, Whose eyelids never sleep. 4 My soul to thee alone, Now therefore I commend : Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own, And love me to the end. 1022 Our help cometh from the Lord. 143-b. ESUS, to thee we fly JESUS From the devouring sword; 2 We in thy word believe, And on thy promise stay; Our life with thee we hide Above the furious blast, 991 God's wondrous way among the 147-b. 788 The unchangeable truth and love 147-c. of Jesus. SUBMISSIVELY, my God, I all to thee resign, And bow before thy chast'ning rod; 2 Why should my heart complain, 3 How short my suff'rings here; OW oft have I the Spirit grieved, HOW Since first with me he strove; How obstinately disbelieved, And would not, when I freely might, 2 But after all that I have done 3 I take thee at thy gracious word; HYMNS. 4 O what are all my suff'rings here, 100-a. 118-a. 251 98-b. WHAT is our calling's glorious hope, But inward holiness? For this to Jesus I look up; I calmly wait for this. 2 I wait till he shall touch me clean,- 3 This is the dear redeeming grace, 4 From all iniquity, from all, 5 When Jesus makes my heart his home, My sin shall all depart; And, lo! he saith, I quickly come, 6 Be it according to thy word; My heart would now receive thee, Lord; Come in, my Lord, come in! THOU Lamb of God, for sinners slain, O heal me of my grief and pain,— 2 Thou wilt not cast a sinner out, O let me now obtain the grace, 3 Mere worldly good I do not want; |