3 Thou art coming; at Thy table We are witnesses for this;

While remembering hearts Thou meetest, In communion, clearest, sweetest, Earnest of our coming bliss; Showing not Thy death alone, And Thy love exceeding great; But Thy coming and Thy throne, All for which we long and wait. 4 O! the joy to see Thee reigning, Thee, my own beloved Lord! Every tongue Thy name confessing, Worship, honour, glory, blessing, Brought to Thee with one accord; Thee, my Master and my Friend, Vindicated and enthroned, Unto earth's remotest end, Glorified, adored, and owned!

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LL glory, praise, and honour
To Thee, Redeemer, King!
To whom the lips of children
Made sweet Hosannas ring:
2 Thou art the King of Israel,
Thou David's Royal Son,
Who in the Lord's name comest,

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7,6.

The King and Blessed One. All glory, &c.

3 The company of Angels

Are praising Thee on high,

And mortal men and all things

Created make reply. All glory, &c.

4 The people of the Hebrews

With palms before Thee went :

Our praise and prayer and anthems

Before Thee we present. All glory, &c.

5 To Thee before Thy passion

They sang their hymns of praise;

To Thee now high exalted

Our melody we raise.

All glory, &c.

6 Thou didst accept their praises;

Accept the prayers we bring,

Who in all good delightest,

Thou good and gracious King. All glory, &c.

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LL things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.

2 Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings,

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3 The rich man in his castle,
The poor man at his gate,
God made them, high or lowly,、
And ordered their estate.

4 The purple-headed mountain,
The river running by,

The sunset, and the morning
That brightens up the sky:
5 The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.

6 The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water
We gather every day;

7 He gave us eyes to see them,
And lips that we might tell
How great is God Almighty
Who has made all things well.

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ALL things the mighty Lord

Created by His word;

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And all His creatures are,
From worm to brightest star;
His wonders none can imitate,
Or out of nothing can create.

2 Were angels to unite

Their heavenly skill and might,
How vainly they would try

To make one little fly!

For life they never could bestow,

Nor make the meanest flower to grow.

3 Angels so fair and strong
Unto the Lord belong;

From Him their beauty came;
"Tis He sustains their frame;
They could not live one single hour,
Unless supported by His power.
4 And this the Angels know;
Around God's throne they bow,
And humbly they confess
Their own unworthiness;

And still the King of kings admire
And praise Him with their tongues of fire.

5 Far lower should I be

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Before the Lord most high;
For how can I compare
With Angels strong and fair!
I who am made of sinful clay,

And like the grass shall fade away.

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ALMIGHTY God! in humble prayer

Thee our souls we lift;

Do Thou our waiting minds prepare
For Thy most needful gift.

2 We ask not golden streams of wealth
Along our path to flow;

We ask not undecaying health,
Nor length of years below.

3 We ask not honours which an hour
May bring and take away;

We ask not pleasure, pomp, and power,
Lest we should go astray.

4 We ask for wisdom: Lord! impart
The knowledge how to live!

A wise and understanding heart
To all before Thee give,

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5 The young remember Thee in youth, Before the evil days;

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The old be guided by Thy truth,
In wisdom's pleasant ways.

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MONG the deepest shades of night,
Can there be One who sees my way?

Yes! God is like a shining light,
That turns the darkness into day.

2 When every eye around me sleeps,
May I not sin without control ?
No: for a constant watch He keeps
On every thought of every soul.
3 If I could find some cave unknown
Where human feet had never trod,
Yet there I could not be alone;
On every side there would be God.

4 Where may I flee? He shows me where;
To Jesus Christ He bids me fly;

And while I seek for pardon there,
There's only mercy in His eye.

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8, 8, 6.

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AND is it true, as I am told,

That there are lambs within the fold

Of God's beloved Son ?

That Jesus Christ with tender care,
Will in His arms most gently bear
The helpless little one ?

2 May I, a little straying lamb,
Come now to Jesus as I am,

Though goodness I have none
May I be folded to His breast,
As birds within the parent nest,
And be His little one?

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