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3 How changed, alas! are truths divine,
For error, guilt and shame!
What impious numbers, bold in sin,
Disgrace the Christian name!

40 turn us-turn us, mighty Lord!
Convert us by thy grace;
Then shall our hearts obey thy word,
And see again thy face.

5 Then, should oppressing foes invade,
We will not sink in fear;
Secure of all-sufficient aid,

When thou, O God, art near.

514.

S. M.

DRUMMOND.

'Is it such a Fast that I have chosen?'

1 'Is this a fast for me,'

Thus saith the Lord our God,
'A day for man to vex his soul,
And feel affliction's rod ?

2 Like bulrush low to bow
His sorrow-stricken head,
With sackcloth for his inner vest,
And ashes round him spread;-
3 Shall day like this have power
To stay th' avenging hand,
Efface transgression, or avert
My judgments from the land?
4 No-is not this alone

The sacred fast I choose,一
Oppression's yoke to burst in twain,
The bands of guilt unloose ;-

5 To nakedness and want

Your food and raiment deal,-
To dwell your kindred race among,
And all their sufferings heal?

6 Then like the morning ray

Shall spring your health and light; Before you, righteousness shall shine, Behind, my glory bright!'

515.

L. M.

*MONTGOMERY.

Laying Corner-Stone ; or Dedication.
1 THIS stone to thee in faith we lay,-
We build the temple, Lord, to thee;
Thine eye be open, night and day,
To guard this house from error free.

2 Here, when thy people seek thy face,
And dying sinners pray to live,
Hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place,
And when thou hearest, O forgive!

3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim
The blessed gospel of thy Son,
Still, by the power of his great name,
Be mighty signs and wonders done.

4 Hosanna! to their heavenly king
When children's voices raise that song,
Hosanna!-let their angels sing,

And heaven with earth the strain prolong.

5 But will indeed Jehovah deign

Here to abide, no transient guest?
Here will the world's Redeemer reign,
And here thy holy spirit rest?

6 That glory never hence depart!

Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone; Thy kingdom come to every heart, In every bosom fix thy throne.

516.

Η. Μ.

B. FRANCIA。

Dedication of a House of Worship.

1 IN sweet exalted strains

The King of Glory praise;
O'er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through 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 seraphim above,
And willing crowds surround thy board,
With sacred joy and sweet accord!

517.

7s M.

The Same.

MONTGOMERY.

1 LORD of hosts! to thee we raise

Here a house of prayer and praise;
Thou thy people's heart prepare
Here to meet for praise and prayer.

2 Let the living here be fed

With thy word, the heavenly bread;
Here, in hope of glory blest,
May the dead be laid to rest.

3 Here to thee a temple stand,
While the sea shall gird the land;
Here reveal thy mercy sure,
While the sun and moon endure.

4 Hallelujah!-earth and sky
To the joyful sound reply;
Hallelujah! hence ascend
Prayer and praise till time shall end.

518.

L. M.

The Same.

PIERPONT.

10 Bow thine ear, Eternal One!

On thee our heart adoring calls;
To thee the followers of thy Son
Have raised, and now devote these walls.
2 Here let thy holy days be kept;
And be this place to worship given,
Like that bright spot where Jacob slept,-
The house of God, the gate of heaven.

3 Here may thine honor dwell; and here,
As incense, let thy children's prayer,
From contrite hearts and lips sincere,
Rise on the still and holy air.

4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung;
Here let thy truth beam forth to save,
As when, of old, thy spirit hung
On wings of light o'er Jordan's wave.

5 And when the lips, that with thy name
Are vocal now, to dust shall turn,
On others may devotion's flame
Be kindled here, and purely burn.

519. С. М.

The Same.

ANONYMOUe.

1 GREAT Sovereign of the earth and sky, And Lord of all below!

Before thy glorious majesty
Ten thousand seraphs bow.

2 Yet thou art not confined above;
Thy presence knows no bound;
Where'er thy praying people meet,
There thou art always found.

3 Behold a temple raised for thee;
O meet thy people here;
Here, O thou King of saints, reside,
And in thy church appear.

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