Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal Now let the feeble all be strong Now let our cheerful eyes survey Now let our faith with joy survey Now let our mourning hearts revive Now let your songs arise Now may he who from the dead O God, at thy command we rise O Israel, blest beyond compare O Israel, to thy tents repair O King of glory, come Cowper 595 Montgomery 17 248 265 W. Hammond 584 Bp. Heber 120 Montgomery 214 Oh, breathe upon this languid frame Oh, how shall feeble flesh and blood Oh the hour when this material Oh, 'tis a sound should fill the world Oh, why should Israel's sons, once blest One prayer I have, all prayers in one On the first Christian Sabbath eve |