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Humble Worship1When before thy throne we kneel, Filled with awe and holy fear, Teach us, O our God! to feel All thy sacred presence near. 2Check each proud and wandering thought When on thy great name we call; Man is nought--is less than nought: Thou, our God, art all in all. 3Weak, imperfect creatures, we In this vale of darkness dwell; Yet presume to look to thee, 'Midst thy light ineffable. 4O, receive the praise that dares Seek thy heaven-exalted throne; Bless our offerings, hear our pray'rs, Infinite and Holy One! 2. P. M. Anonymous.
Solemn Invocation.1Come, thou Almighty King! Help us thy name to sing; Help us to praise! Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days! 2Come, thou all gracious Lord! By heaven and earth adored, Our prayer attend! Come, and thy children bless; Give thy good word success; Make thine own holiness On us descend! 3Never from us depart; Rule thou in every heart, Hence, evermore! Thy sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 3. S. M. Montgomery.
Exhortation to Praise.1Stand up and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, With heart, and soul and voice. 2Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud and magnify? 3O for the living flame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought! 4There, with benign regard, Our hymns he deigns to hear; Though unrevealed to mortal sense, The spirit feels him near. 5Stand up and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore; Stand up and bless his glorious name, Henceforth for evermore. 4. L. M. Watts.
Public Worship.1Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone; He can create, and he destroy. 2His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men; And when, like wandering sheep we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3We are his people; we his care; Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name? 4We'll crowd thy gates, with thankful songs High as the heaven our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5Wide as the world is thy command; Vast as eternity thy love; Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 5. L. M. Tate & Brady.
The Same.1O, Come, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our Almighty King; For we our voices high should raise, When our salvation's Rock we praise. 2Into his presence let us haste, To thank him, for his favors past; To him address, in joyful songs, The praise that to his name belongs. 3O, let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there; With joy and fear devoutly all Before the Lord, our Maker, fall! 6. L. M. Watts.
"How amiable are thy Tabernacles, O Lord of Hosts."1Great God! attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs; To spend one day with thee, on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. ...