Reginald Heber—­alt.

19 Nicaea 11s, 12s, & 10s.

Psalm 95. (18)

Sing to the Lord Jehovah’s name,
  And in his strength rejoice;
When his salvation is our theme,
  Exalted be our voice.

2 With thanks approach his awful sight,
  And psalms of honor sing;
The Lord’s a God of boundless might—­
  The whole creation’s King.

3 Come, and with humble souls adore;
  Come, kneel before his face;
Oh, may the creatures of his power
  Be children of his grace.

4 Now is the time—­he bends his ear,
  And waits for your request;
Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear,
  “Ye shall not see my rest.”

     Isaac Watts, 1719.

20 St. Thomas.  S.M.

Bless the Lord. (29)

Oh, bless the Lord, my soul! 
  Let all within me join,
And aid my tongue to bless his name,
  Whose favors are divine.

2 Oh, bless the Lord, my soul,
  Nor let his mercies lie
Forgotten in unthankfulness,
  And without praises die.

3 ’Tis he forgives thy sins—­
  ’Tis he relieves thy pain—­
’Tis he that heals thy sicknesses,
  And gives thee strength again.

4 He crowns thy life with love,
  When ransomed from the grave;
He who redeemed my soul from hell,
  Hath sovereign power to save.

     Isaac Watts.

21 Silver Street.  S.M.

Psalm 103. (34)

Come, sound his praise abroad,
  And hymns of glory sing;
Jehovah is the sov’reign God,
  The universal king.

2 He formed the deeps unknown;
  He gave the seas their bound;
The watery worlds are all his own,
  And all the solid ground.

3 Come, worship at his throne;
  Come, bow before the Lord;
We are his works, and not our own;
  He formed us by his word.

4 To-day attend his voice,
  Nor dare provoke his rod;
Come, like the people of his choice,
  And own your gracious God.

     Isaac Watts, 1719.

22 Gates of Praise.

Gates of Praise.

Lift up the Gates of Praise,
  That we may enter in,
And o’er salvation’s walls proclaim
  That Christ redeems from sin.

Cho.—­The stars may praise the hand
        That decks the sky above,
      But man alone can tell the pow’r
        Of Christ’s redeeming love.

2 God’s works reveal his might,
  His majesty and grace;
But not the tender Father’s love
  That saves a dying race.

3 Then let the voice of praise
  To heavenly courts ascend,
Till with the songs the angels sing
  Our hallelujahs blend.

4 To him that hath redeemed
  Our souls from sin’s dark maze;
The Hope and Savior of mankind,
  Be everlasting praise.

     M. E. Servoss.