Ere time had yet its course begun: CLASS III. III. 1. HOLY Father, Holy Son, Now, and evermore shall be! PRAISE the name of God most high, PRAISE the Father, earth and heaven, III. 4. TO the Father, thron'd in heaven, Still is worshipp'd, still shall be. GREAT Jehovah! we adore thee, God the Father, God the Son, On the same eternal throne: Endless praises To Jehovah, Three in One. CLASS IV. IV. 1. BY angels in heav'n Of ev'ry degree, And saints upon earth, All praise be address'd; To God in three persons, IV. 2. ALL praise to the Father, the Son, ALL praise to the Father, all praise to the Son, O FATHER Almighty, to thee be address'd, IV. 5. ALL glory and praise to the Father be given, For Hymns 145 and 185. When used to Hymn 185, in line 6 read, As was throughout the ages past. COME, let us adore him, come, bow at his feet, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies. Whenever the Hymns are used at the celebration of divine service, a certain portion or portions of the Psalms of David in metre shall also be sung. Almighty Father! bless the word, And are we now brought near to God, As the sweet flow'r that scents the morn, 103 9 34 11 24 47 119 55 58 110 21 76 95 90 107 30 73 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, 87 Be still, my heart! these anxious cares, Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, 113 Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone, 22 Father of mercies! in thy word 1 Father of all, whose love profound, 45 Father of mercies! bow thine ear, 57 Father, to thee, my soul I lift, 14 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 89 108 Fountain of mercy, God of love, 49 From all that dwell below the skies, 59 61 God of our Fathers! by whose hand Hark! from the tombs a mournful sound, Hasten, sinner, to be wise; Hear, gracious God, my humble moan, Hear what the voice from heaven declares, 108 24 27 74 90 71 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Joy is a fruit that will not grow Let heaven arise, let earth appear, Let worldly minds the world pursue, Lord! dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord! for the just thou dost provide, Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee My God, and is thy table spread? My God, since thou hast rais'd me up, My grateful soul, for ever praise, My op'ning eyes with rapture see My Saviour hanging on the tree, Not to the terrors of the Lord, Now from the altar of our hearts, Now may the God of grace and pow'r Now the shades of night are gone; O'er mountain tops the mount of God |