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HYMNS OF FAITH AND LIFE.
God: His Worship and Glory.
Be joyful in the Lord.
L.M. 1. ALL people that on earth do dwell
Come ye before Him, and rejoice.
Without our aid He did us make ;
And for His sheep He doth us take.
Approach with joy His courts unto;
For it is seemly so to do.
His mercy is for ever sure ;
Worship the King. IO. IO.II.II. O WORSHIP the King, all-glorious above ;
O gratefully sing His power and His love; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days,
Pavilioned in splendour, and girded with praise. 2. O tell of His might, O sing of His grace,
Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space;
And dark is His path on the wings of the storm. 3. The earth with its store of wonders untold,
Almighty, Thy power hath founded of old ;
And round it hath cast, like a mantle, the sea. 4. Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ?
It breathes in the air, it shines in the light;
And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 5. Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail,
In Thee do we trust, nor find Thee to fail ;
Sir R. Grant.
I 2.IO.I2. 10.
Worship the Lord. O WORSHIP the Lord in the beauty of holiness!
Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim ; With gold of obedience and incense of lowliness,
Kneel and adore Him, the Lord is His name. 2. Low at His feet lay thy burden of carefulness;
High on His heart He will bear it for thee, Comfort thy sorrows, and answer thy prayerfulness,
Guiding thy steps as may best for thee be.
3. Fear not to enter His courts in the slenderness
Of the poor wealth thou wouldst reckon as thine; Truth in its beauty, and love in its tenderness,
These are the offerings to lay on His shrine. 4. O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness!
Bow down before Him, His glory proclaim ; With gold of obedience and incense of lowliness, Kneel and adore Him, the Lord is His name.
7. S. B. Monsell.
The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung ;
And prophets praised with glowing tongue; 2. Not now on Zion's height alone,
Thy favoured worshippers may dwell,
Sat weary by the patriarch's well ; 3. From every place below the skies,
The grateful song, the fervent prayer,
To heaven, and find acceptance there. 4. To Thee shall age, with snowy hair,
And strength and beauty bend the knee ;
Its praises and its prayers to Thee. 5. O Thou, to whom, in ancient time,
The lyre of prophet bards was strung,