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Forms vain without religion

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXLV (1792) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Public Religion First Line: Almighty Maker, God! Lyrics: 1 Almighty Maker, God! How wond'rous is thy name! Thy glories how diffus'd abroad Thro' the creation's frame. 2 Nature in every dress Her humble homage pays, And finds a thousand ways t' express Thine undissembled praise. 3 My soul would rise and sing To her creator too, Fain would my tongue adore my king, And pay the worship due. 4 [But pride, that busy sin, Spoils all that I perform, Curs'd pride, that creeps securely in, And swells a haughty worm.] 5 Create my soul anew, Else all my worship's vain; This wretched heart will ne'er be true, Until tis form'd again. 6 Let joy and worship spend The remnant of my days, And to my God my soul, ascend In sweet perfumes of praise. Languages: English
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A song of praise to the redeemer

Author: Dr. Turner Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXLVII (1792) Topics: Public Religion First Line: Holy wonder, heavenly grace Lyrics: 1 Holy wonder, heavenly grace, Come, inspire our humble lays, While the Savior's love we sing, Whence our hopes and comforts spring. 2 Man, involv'd in guilt and woe, Touch'd his tender bosom so, That, when justice death demands, Forth the great deliv'rer stands; 3 Cries to God, "thy mercy shew, "Lo! I come thy will to do; "I the sacrifice will be, "Death shall plunge his dart in me." 4 Tho' the form of God he bore, Great in glory, great in power, See him in our flesh array'd, Lower than his angels made. 5 [He that heaven itself possess'd, Now and infant at the breast! Angels from the world above, See and sing th' amazing love! 6 Thro' the shining hours of day, Toil and danger mark his way; Lonely mounts, and chilling air, Witness oft his midnight prayer.] 7 Now the heavenly lover dies! Darkness veils the mid-day skies! Angels round the bloody tree, Throng and gaze in ecstacy! 8 [Power unseen earth's bosom heaves, Rocks and tombs, asunder cleave; While the temple's rending veil Tells the pries the awful tale.] 9 But, the third day's dawning come, Lo! the Savior leaves the tomb! Reascends his native sky, Where he lives no more to die. 10 On his cross he builds his throne, Whence he makes his glories known, Sends his spirit down to give Dying sinners grace to live. Scripture: Psalm 40:7-8 Languages: English
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The Excellency of Public Worship

Author: D. Turner Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXLII (1792) Topics: Public Religion First Line: Lord of hosts, how lovely fair Lyrics: Lord of hosts, how lovely, fair, E'en on earth thy temples are: Here thy waiting people see Much of heaven and much of thee. 2 From thy gracious presence flows, Bliss that softens all our woes; While thy spirit's holy fire Warms our hearts with pure desire. 3 Here we supplicate thy throne, Here thy mak'st thy glories known: Here we learn thy righteous ways, Taste thy love, and sing thy praise. 4 Thus with festive songs of joy We our happy lives employ: Love, and long to love thee more, 'Till from earth to heaven we soar. Languages: English
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On opening a place of social Prayer

Author: Newton Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXL (1792) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Public Religion First Line: Dear shepherd of the people hear Lyrics: 1 Dear shepherd of the people, hear, Thy presence now display; As thou hast given a place for prayer, So give us hearts to pray. 2 Within these walls let holy peace, And love, and concord dwell; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 3 Shew us some token of thy love, Our fainting hope to raise; And pour thy blessings from above That we may render praise. 4 And may the gospel’s joyful sound; Enforc'd by mighty grace, Awaken many sinners round, To come and fill the place. Languages: English
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On opening a place of Worship

Author: Dr. Doddridge Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXXXIX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Public Religion First Line: Great God, thy watchful care we bless Lyrics: 1 Great God, thy watchful care we bless, Which guards our synagogues in peace; Nor dare tumultuous foes invade, To fill the worshippers with dread. 2 These walls we to thy honor raise, Long may they echo to thy praise: And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. 3 Here let the great Redeemer reign With all the graces of his train; While power divine his word attends, To conquer foes, and cheer his friends. 4 And in the great decisive day, Then God the nations shall survey; May it before the world appear That crowds were born to glory here. Languages: English
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The pleasures of social Worship

Author: Dr. S. Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXLI (1792) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Public Religion First Line: How charming is the place Lyrics: 1 How charming is the place Where my Redeemer God, Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad! 2 Not the fair palaces To which the great resort Are once to be compar'd with this, Where Jesus holds his court. 3 Here on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crown'd, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. 4 To him their prayers and cries Each humble soul presents; He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their wants. 5 To them his sovereign will He graciously imparts: And in return accepts with smiles, The tribute of their hearts. 6 Give me, O Lord, a place Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. Languages: English
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The happiness of humble worship

Author: Steele Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXLIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Public Religion First Line: How lovely, how divinely sweet Lyrics: 1 How lovely, how divinely sweet O Lord, thy sacred courts appear Fain would my longing passions meet The glories of thy presence there. 2 O, blest the men, blest their employ, Whom thy indulgent favors raise To dwell in these abodes of joy, And sing thy never-ceasing praise. 3 Happy the men whom strength divine, With ardent love and zeal inspires; Whose steps to thy blest way incline, With willing hearts and warm desires. 4 One day within thy sacred gate, Affords more real joy to me, Than thousands in the tents of state; The meanest place is bliss with thee. 5 God is a sun; our brightest day From his reviving presence flows; God is a shield, thro' all the way, To guard us from surrounding foes. 6 He pours his kindest blessings down, Profusely down on souls sincere; And grace shall guide, and glory crown The happy favorites of his care. 7 O Lord of hosts, thou God of grace, How blest, divinely blest, is he, Who trusts thy love and seeks thy face, And fixes all his hopes on thee! Scripture: Psalm 84 Languages: English
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On opening a place of Worship

Author: B. Francis Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXXXVIII (1792) Topics: Public Religion First Line: In sweet exalted strains Lyrics: 1 In sweet exalted strains The king of glory praise; O'er heaven and earth he reigns, Thro' everlasting days; He with a nod, the world controls, Sustains or sinks the distant poles. 2 To earth he bends his throne, His throne of grace divine; Wide is his bounty known, And wide his glories shine; Fair Salem, still his chosen rest, Is with his smiles and presence blest. 3 Then, king of glory come, And with thy favor crown This temple as thy dome, This people as thy own: Beneath this roof, O deign to show, How God can dwell with men below. 4 Here, may thine ears attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend All fragrant to the skies: Here may thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around. 5 Here, may th' attentive throng Imbibe thy truth and love, And converts join the song Of seraphims above, And willing crowds surround thy board With sacred joy and sweet accord, 6 Here, may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise, And shine like polish'd stones, Thro' long succeeding days; Here, Lord, display thy saving power, While temples stand, and men adore. Languages: English
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Delight in God's house and confidence in him

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXLIV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Public Religion First Line: Thou, Lord, my safety, thou my Light Lyrics: 1 Thou, Lord, my safety, thou my light, What danger shall my soul affright? Strength of my life! what arm shall dare To hurt whom thou hast own'd thy care? 2 One wish, with holy transport warm, My heart has form'd, and yet shall form; One gift I ask; that to my end Fair Sion's dome I may attend; 3 There joyful find a sure abode, And view the beauty of my God; For he within his hallow'd shrine My secret refuge shall assign. 4 When thou with condescending grace, Hast bid me seek thy shining face, My heart reply'd to thy kind word, Thee will I seek, all-gracious Lord. 5 Should every earthly friend depart, And nature leave a parent's heart; My God, on whom my hopes depend, Will be my father and my friend. 6 Ye humble souls, in every strait On God with sacred courage wait; His hand shall life and strength afford, O ever wait upon the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 27 Languages: English
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The Sabbath

Author: J. Stennett Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CCCXLVIII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Public Religion First Line: Another six days work is done Lyrics: 1 Another six days work is done, Another sabbath is begun; Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God has bless'd. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds; Provides an antepast of heaven, And gives this day the food of seven. 3 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise As grateful incense to the skies; And draw from heaven that sweet repose, Which, none, but he that feels it knows. 4 This heavenly calm, within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 With joy great God, thy works we view, In various scenes both old and new. With praise we think on mercies past With hope, we future pleasures taste. 6 In holy duties let the day, In holy pleasures pass away: How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end! Languages: English

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