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3 For the joy of human love,
Brother, sister, parent, child,

Friends on earth, and friends above;
For all gentle thoughts and mild:
Saviour God, to Thee we raise
Heart-felt sacrifice of praise.

4 For each perfect gift of Thine,
To our race so freely given;
Graces, human and divine;

Joys of earth, and hopes of heaven:
Saviour God, to Thee we raise
Holy sacrifice of praise.

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"Let the people praise Thee."

1 GOD of mercy, God of grace,
Shew the brightness of Thy face;
Shine upon us, Saviour shine,
Fill Thy Church with light divine;
And Thy saving health extend
To the earth's remotest end.

2 Let the people praise Thee, Lord;
Let Thy love on all be poured,
Let the nations shout and sing
Glory to their Saviour King;
At Thy feet their tribute pay,
And Thy holy Will obey.

3 Let the people praise Thee, Lord;
Earth shall then her fruits afford;
God to man His blessings give,
Man to God devoted live;
All below, and all above,
One in joy, and light, and love.

36. 6-8s.

Increase our Love!

1 JESUS, my Lord, my God, my all,
Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call;
Hear me, and from Thy dwelling-place
Pour down the riches of Thy grace:
Jesus my Lord, I Thee adore,

O make me love Thee more and more!

2 Jesus, too late I Thee have sought:
How can I love Thee as I ought?
And how extol Thy matchless fame,
The glorious beauty of Thy Name?
Jesus my Lord, &c.

3 Jesus, what didst Thou find in me,
That Thou hast dealt so lovingly?

How great the joy that Thou hast brought,
So far exceeding hope or thought!
Jesus, my Lord, &c.

4 Jesus, of Thee shall be my song;
To Thee my heart and soul belong;
All that I have or am is Thine,
And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine!
Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore,

O make me love Thee more and more!

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1 WE PRAISE and bless Thee, gracious Lord, Our Saviour Wise and True,

For former mercies we have known,

For mercies ever new.

2 But yet, how much must be destroy'd,
How much renewed must be,
Ere we can fully stand complete
In likeness, Lord, to Thee!

3 Whate'er would tempt the soul to stray, Or separate from Thee,

That Lord remove, however dear
To our poor hearts it be.

4 When flesh is weakest, strengthen Thou The spirit from above;

Make us to feel Thy service sweet,
And light Thy yoke of love!

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1 PRAISE, my soul, the Lord of heaven,
To His feet thy tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing.
Alleluia! Alleluia !

Praise the everlasting King.

2 Praise Him for His grace and favour
To our fathers in distress;
Praise Him still the same as ever-
Slow to chide and swift to bless;
Alleluia! Alleluia !

Glorious in His faithfulness.

3 Father-like, He tends and spares us,
Well our feeble frame He knows;

In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes;
Alleluia! Alleluia !

Widely yet His mercy flows.

4 Angels in the height adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face!
Saints triumphant bow before Him;
Gather'd in from every race!
Alleluia! Alleluia !

Praise with us the God of grace!

39. L. M.

God alone to be praised.

1 ALL glorious Lord, Thou Life of life, To Thee we raise our grateful songs; Lift up our souls from thoughts of self To Thee, to whom all praise belongs. 2 Below all depths Thy mercy lies;

Above all heights Thy love ascends; Thy providence our paths surrounds; Thy watchful care each step attends. 3 From Thee our best desires proceed; Our wisest thoughts we gain from Thee; The good we do is Thine alone; Thine, shall our hearts' thanksgivings be. 4 Reveal Thyself within us, Lord, In love, in wisdom, more and more; That we may find Thee ever near, And praise, and serve Thee, and adore.

40. C. M.

For Salvation.

1 O FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise,

The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!

2 Jesus, the name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;
'Tis music in the sinner's ears,

'Tis life, and health and peace!

3 He speaks, and listening to His voice,
New life the dead receive;
The mourners' broken hearts rejoice,
The humble poor believe.

4 His present all-sufficing love
Still blesses all our days;

And we below, with saints above,
Will sound our Saviour's praise.

41. L. M.

Heaven and Earth Praising.

1 TO THEE, O Lord, with humble fear,
The heavenly hosts their voices raise :-
E'en mortals share thy bounties here:
Let mortals, too, attempt Thy praise.

2 Of all things Thou the parent art,
Of all things Thou alone the end;
On Thee still fix our wavering heart;
To Thee let all our actions tend.

3 Thou, Lord, art light; thy native ray
No shade, no variation knows;

To our dark souls Thy light display,
The glory of Thy face disclose.

4 Thou, Lord, art love; the fountain Thou Whence mercy unexhausted flows;

On barren hearts, O shed it now,
And make the desert bear the rose !

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