1 HOLY Ghost! inspire our praises,
Shed abroad a Saviour's love;
While we chant the Name of Jesus,
Deign on ev'ry heart to move.
2 Source of sweetest consolation,
Breathe Thy peace on all below!
Bless, O bless this congregation,
Bid our hearts with influence glow.
3 Come with heavenly inspiration,
Jesus in our souls reveal;
Manifest His great salvation,
For Thine own our spirits seal:
4 Light Divine, on darkness shining,
Deign the light of truth to give ;
Every grace and joy combining,
May we to Thy glory live.
1 HOSANNA! to the Son,
Of David's royal race,
Who sits upon a heav'nly throne,
And reigns the Prince of Peace.
2 Hosanna! to the Son
Of the eternal God;
The Saviour who, with boundless grace,
Redeem'd us by His blood.
3 To Him who has all pow'r-
Our Saviour Jesus Christ-
Be praise ascrib'd for evermore :
Hosanna! in the highest!
1 HERE, in the broken bread and wine,
We hear Him say, "Remember me!
"I gave My life to ransom thine,
"I bore thy curse to set thee free."
2 Lord, we are Thine-we praise Thy loveOne with Thy saints, all one in Thee;
We would, until we meet above,
In all our ways, remember Thee.
1 HOLY, Holy, Holy, Lord
God of hosts! when heaven and earth
Out of darkness, at Thy Word,
Issued into glorious birth;
All Thy works around Thee stood,
And Thy voice pronounced them good,
While they sung with sweet accord,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!
2 Holy, Holy, Holy, Thee
One Jehovah Governor,
Father, Son, and Spirit-we
Dust and ashes would adore;
Lightly by the world esteemed,
From that world by Thee redeemed,
Sing we here with one accord,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!
Heavens triumphant choir shall sing,
While the ransom'd nations fall,
At the footstool of their king,
Then shall saints and seraphim,
Harps and voices, swell one hymn ;
Blending in one holy chord,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!
1 HARK, a voice! it cries from heaven,
Blessed in the Lord who die!
Blessed they to whom 'tis given,
From a world of sin to fly :
They indeed are truly blest,
From their labour when they rest.
2 All their toils and conflicts over,
Lo! they dwell with Christ above :
O what glories they discover,
In the Saviour whom they love!
Now they see Him face to face,
Him who sav'd them by His grace.
3 'Tis enough,-enough for ever!
'Tis His people's bright reward;
They indeed are blest, who never
Shall be absent from the Lord :
O that we may die like those,
Who in Jesus thus
repose.
1 JESUS Christ is ris'n to-day,
Our triumphant holy-day;
Who so meekly on the cross,
Suffer'd to redeem our loss.
2 Hymns of praises let us sing
Unto Christ our heav'nly King;
Who endur'd the cross and grave,
Sinners to redeem and save.
3 For the pains which He endur'd
Our salvation have procur'd;
Now He reigns above the sky,
Where the angels ever cry,
1 JESUS, my advocate above,
My friend before the throne of love;
Oh, now for me prevail Thy pray'r,
Oh, now for me be pleading there;
Oh, now Thy grace to me convey,
And sweetly prompt my heart to pray!
Hear, and my weak petitions join,
Almighty advocate to Thine.
2 Jesu, my heart's desire obtain;
My earnest suit present, and gain;
My fulness of corruption shew,
The knowledge of myself bestow;
A holier hate of ev'ry sin;
A sharper sense of guilt within;
A stronger struggling to get free;
A deeper longing after Thee!
3 O sov'reign Lord, to Thee I cry!
Give me Thyself, or else I die!
Save me from death; from hell set free:
Death, hell, are but the want of Thee!
Quicken'd by Thy imparted flame,
Sav'd, when possessd of Thee, I am;
My life, my only heav'n Thou art!
O come and reign within
1 JESUS everlasting theme!
Constant source of bliss supreme!
On Thy fulness let me live,
From Thy finish'd work receive
Humble faith and holy fear,
Courage, joy, and love sincere;
From the chain of sin set free,
Bound alone, O Christ! to thee.
Look down, O Lord, and on our youth
Bestow the gift of saving grace;
Oh may the seed of sacred truth
Find in their hearts a fruitful place!
When they are brought before Thy sight,
Their vow and promise to renew,
Prepare them for the solemn rite;
Bid all their hearts and lives review.
The cross that mark'd their infant brow,
May it a faithful emblem prove,
To bind them to Thy service now,
And make them children of Thy love.
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