The Father hath graven
Our names on thy hands;
Our building in heaven
Eternally stands.

4 [A moment he hid

The light of his face,
Yet firmly decreed -
To save us by grace;
And, though he reprov'd us,
And still may reprove,
For ever he lov'd us,
And ever will love].

5 Then tune ev'ry string
TO JESUS's name!

With Angels we'll sing
The song of the Lamb:
Thee ev'ry believer
Shall joyfully praise,
Thou bountiful giver
Of glory and grace!

143. For his Love.

8-7-7.

When he bringeth in the first begotten into the world he saith, And let all the Angels of God worship him. -HEBREWS i. 6.

HARK! ten thousand harps and voices,
Sound the notes of praise above!.
JESUS reigns, and heav'n rejoices :
JESUS reigns, the God of love :
See, he fills yon azure throne!
JESUS rules the world alone.

2 [Well may Angels bright and glorious,
Sing the praises of the Lamb:
While on earth, be prov'd victorious;
Now, he bears a matchless name:
Well may Angels sing of him,
Ileav'n supplies no richer theme.]

3 Come, ye Saints, unite your praises,
With the Angels round his throne ;
Soon, we hope, our Lord will raise us
To the place where he is gone:
Meet it is that we should sing,
"Glory, glory, to our King."

4 Sing how JESUS came from heaven,
How he bore the Cross below:
How all pow'r to him is given;
How he reigns in glory now:
'Tis a great and endless theme:
O'tis sweet to sing of him!

5 [King of Glory, reign for ever,
Thine an everlasting Crown:
Nothing from thy love shall sever
Those, whom thou hast made thine

Happy objects of thy grace,
Destin'd to behold thy face.]

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6 SAVIOUR, hasten thine appearing;
Bring, O bring the glorious day;
When, the awful summons hearing,
Heaven and earth shall pass away:

Then, with golden harps, we'll sing"Glory, glory to our King.".

144. For his Love. 8-7-7. Praise ye the Lord.-PSALM cxiii. 1. LET us sing, for we have reason, Let us join with those above : Praise is never out of season:

Let us praise the God of love.
We have cause indeed to sing:
JESUS is our glorious King.

2 [He whom Angels view with wonder;
He whom Angels always sing;
He who wields the awful thunder.
Is himself our glorious King.
O! how blest his people are!
Blest who in his glory share.]

3 When we reach the full enjoyment
Of the state where sorrows end:
Praise will be our sweet employment:
We shall praise the Sinner's friend :
Him who wash'd us with his blood;
Say'd, and brought us near to GOD.
4 But how diff'rent then our praises
From the praise we offer now!
Well our coldness may amaze us,
When we think how much we owe :

But no coldness will remain,
When that glorious state we gain.

5 [Yet our Lord accepts our praises;
- E'en the praise we offer here:
He on whom the Archangel gazes
With delight and holy fear,
Hears his people when they sing,
And accepts the praise they bring.]

6 Sing we then our SAVIOUR's praises: Sing the praise of him we love: When the Lord to heav'n shall raise us, Then we'll join with those above: Then, like them, unwearied sing, Glory, glory, to our King.

145 For the Excellency of his Name. C.M.

Sing praises unto his name; for it is pleasant.PSALM
CXXXV. 3.

THE Saviour bears a precious name,
Of sacred pow'rs possess'd:
It takes away the sinner's shame,
And gives his conscience rest.

2 [No name on earth is half so great,
Howe'er extoll'd by fame;

Nor can celestial tongues repeat
A more exalted name.]

3 Sweet name! the sinner's blest relief, His med'cine, food, and joy!

'Tis help in trouble, ease in grief,
'Tis gold without alloy.

4 JESUS, thy name to us is dear, It saves us from our foes:

Arm'd with its pow'r, we need not fear, Tho' earth and hell oppose.

5 In many painful conflicts past,

Thy name has brought us thro'; Nor wilt thou give up those at last, Whom thou hast sav'd till now.

6 We hope ere long to see thy face,
To join with those above;

And sing in yonder glorious place,
Thine "everlasting love."

146 For the Propitiation of our Sins. 7s.

O Lord, I will praise thee: though thou wast angry with me, thine anger is turned away, and thou comfortedst me.-ISAIAH xii. 1.

I will praise thee every day,
Now thine anger's turn'd away!
Comfortable thoughts arise
From the bleeding sacrifice.

2 Here, in the fair gospel-field,
Wells of free salvation yield
Streams of life-a plenteous store;
And my soul shall thirst no more.

3 JESUS is become at length,
My salvation and my strength:
And his praises shall prolong,
While I live, my pleasant song.