_Praise of Divine Love._ O worship the King, all-glorious above, And gratefully sing his wonderful love; Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of days, Pavilioned in splendor and girdled with praise. 2 Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, it shines in the light; It streams from the hills, it descends to the plain, And sweetly distills in the dew and the rain. 3 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; Thy mercies, how tender! how firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend! 4 Our Father and God, how faithful thy love! While angels delight to hymn thee above, The humbler creation, though feeble their lays. With true adoration shall lisp to thy praise. Sir Robert Grant, 1839. 29 Lyons. 10s & 11s. _Salvation to God._ Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad his wonderful name. The name, all-victorious, of Jesus extol; His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save; And still he is nigh, his presence we have; The great congregation his triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 3 "Salvation to God, who sits on the throne," Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son; Our Savior's high praises the angels proclaim,-- Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. C. Wesley, 1744. 30 Gerar. S.M. _The Glories of the Sanctuary._ (128) How charming is the place Where my Redeemer God Unveils the glories of his face, And sheds his love abroad! 2 Here, on the mercy seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. 3 To him their prayers and cries, Each contrite soul presents; And while he hears their humble sighs He grants them all their wants. 4 Give me, O Lord, a place Within thy blest abode; Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. S. Stennett. 31 Hendon. 7s. _A Blessing Implored._ (134) Lord! we come before thee now; At thy feet we humbly bow; Oh, do not our suit disdain; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain? 2 Send some message from thy word, That may joy and peace afford; Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. 3 Comfort those who weep and mourn; Let the time of joy return; Those that are cast down lift up, Strong in faith, in love, and hope. 4 Grant that those who seek may find Thee, a God sincere and kind; Heal the sick, the captive free, Let us all rejoice in thee. William Hammond, 1745. 32 Sicily. 8s, 7s, & 4s. _Opening of Service._ (137) In thy name, O Lord! assembling, We, thy people, now draw near; Teach us to rejoice with trembling; Speak, and let thy servants hear-- Hear with meekness-- Hear thy word with godly fear.