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12. L. M. SALISBURY COL.
The House of God.
And humbly bow before his face:
Let all within us seek his grace.
United choirs of angels sing:
Heaven's host their noblest homage bring. 3 Being of beings! may our praise
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill :
13. 78. M. J. TAYLOR.
Engagedness in Devotion.
Bow we down with holy fear;
Let us feel that thou art near. 2 Wandering thoughts and languid powers
Come not where devotion kneels;
Glowing with the joy she feels. 3 At the portals of thine house,
We resign our earth-born cares :
14. L. M. TATE & BRADY.
Public Worship. Ps. 95.
Loud thanks to our Almighty King;
When our salvation's rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste,
To thank him for his favors past;
The praise that to his name belongs. 3 The depths of earth are in his hand,
Her secret wealth at his command;
Subjected to his empire lies.
By the same sovereign right is his;
5 O let us to his courts repair,
And bow with adoration there;
15. C. M. DRENNAN.
The Universal Lord ;
To dwell and be adored.
2 Where'er ascends the sacrifice
Of fervent praise and prayer, Or on the earth, or in the skies,
The God of heaven is there.
3 His presence is diffused abroad
Through realms, through worlds unknown; Who seek the mercies of our God
Are ever near his throne.
16. C. M. BOWRING.
Of mingled praise and prayer,
Unless the heart is there.
2 Upon thine all-discerning ear
Let no vain words intrude;
The tribute of the good.
If sanctified by thee;
With its own purity.
To piety and love,
from heaven above.
17. C. M. WATTS. Privilege of Christian Worship. Ps. 132. 1 The Lord in Zion placed his name,
His ark was settled there:
To worship thrice a year. 2 But we have no such lengths to go,
Nor wander far abroad; Where'er thy saints assemble now,
There is a house for God.
3 Here, Mighty God! accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread;
And fill thy poor with bread.
Let God's Anointed shine;
With love and power divine.
And, as his kingdom grows,
And shame confound his foes.
18. 7. M.
Filled with awe and holy fear,
2 Check each proud and wandering thought
When on thy great name we call;
Thou, our God, art all in all.
In this vale of darkness dwell;
'Midst thy light ineffable.
Seek thy heaven-exalted throne;
19. C. M. BROWNE.
And bow before his throne?
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.