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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 Come, and with humble souls adore;
Come, kneel before his face;
Oh, may the creatures of his power
Be children of his grace.

4 Now is the time--he bends his ear,
And waits for your request;
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear,
"Ye shall not see my rest."

Isaac Watts, 1719.

20 St. Thomas. S.M.

_Bless the Lord._ (29)

Oh, bless the Lord, my soul!
Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his name,
Whose favors are divine.

2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul,
Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
And without praises die.

3 'Tis he forgives thy sins--
'Tis he relieves thy pain--
'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,
And gives thee strength again.

4 He crowns thy life with love,
When ransomed from the grave;
He who redeemed my soul from hell,
Hath sovereign power to save.

Isaac Watts.

21 Silver Street. S.M.

_Psalm 103._ (34)

Come, sound his praise abroad,
And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov'reign God,
The universal king.

2 He formed the deeps unknown;
He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
And all the solid ground.

3 Come, worship at his throne;
Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his works, and not our own;
He formed us by his word.

4 To-day attend his voice,
Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
And own your gracious God.

Isaac Watts, 1719.

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_Gates of Praise._

Lift up the Gates of Praise,
That we may enter in,
And o'er salvation's walls proclaim
That Christ redeems from sin.

Cho.--The stars may praise the hand
That decks the sky above,
But man alone can tell the pow'r
Of Christ's redeeming love.

2 God's works reveal his might,
His majesty and grace;
But not the tender Father's love
That saves a dying race.

3 Then let the voice of praise
To heavenly courts ascend,
Till with the songs the angels sing
Our hallelujahs blend.

4 To him that hath redeemed
Our souls from sin's dark maze;
The Hope and Savior of mankind,
Be everlasting praise.

M. E. Servoss.

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