5 Round her habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear,
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near.
I I LOVE Thy kingdom, Lord,
The house of Thine abode,
The Church our blest Redeemer saved
With His own precious blood.
2 I love Thy Church, O God;
Her walls before Thee stand,
Dear as the apple of Thine eye,
And graven on Thy hand.
3 For her my tears shall fall;
For her my prayers ascend;
To her my cares and toils be given,
Till toils and cares shall end.
4 Beyond my highest joy
Ï prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,
Her hymns of love and praise.
5 Sure as Thy truth shall last,
To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.
I NOT to the terrors of the Lord,
The tempest, fire, and smoke;
Not to the thunder of that word
Which God on Sinai spoke ;-
2 But we now come to Zion's hill,
The city of our God,
Where milder words declare His will,
And spread His love abroad.
3 Behold the great, the glorious host
Of angels clothed in light;
Behold the spirits of the just,
Whose faith is turned to sight.
4 The saints on earth, and all the dead,
But one communion make;
All join in Christ, their living Head,
And of His grace partake.
5 In such society as this
Our weary souls would rest;
The man who dwells where Jesus is
Must be for ever blest.
I PEOPLE of the living God,
I have sought the world around,
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found.
2 Now to you my spirit turns,—
Turns, a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O receive me into rest.
3 Lonely I no longer roam,
Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave.
4 Mine the God whom you adore;
Your Redeemer shall be mine;
Earth can fill my soul no more ;
Every idol I resign.
I PLANTED in Christ, the living vine,
This day, with one accord,
Ourselves, with humble faith and joy,
We yield to Thee, O Lord.
2 Joined in one body may we be,
One inward life partake;
One be our heart; one heavenly hope
In every bosom wake.
3 In prayer, in effort, tears, and toils,
One wisdom be our guide;
Taught by one Spirit from above,
In Thee may we abide.
4 Around this feeble, trusting band
Thy sheltering pinions spread,
Nor let the storms of trial beat
Too fiercely on our head.
5 Then, when, among the saints in light,
Our joyful spirits shine,
Shall anthems of immortal praise,
O Lamb of God, be Thine.
I THE Church of God below,
Is like His Church above;
Safe shielded from her every foe,
By heavenly power and love.
2 On high and holy ground
Her deep foundations rest;
And God within her courts is found
An omnipresent guest.
3 God loves her sacred gates,
Her solemn praise and prayer;
And he that humbly on Him waits
Shall surely find Him there.
4 The Church of God below
Shall yet more honoured be;
The nations to her side shall flow,
The world her glories see.
5 O blest and favoured men
That in her courts are born;
Their life but sets to rise again,
In heaven's eternal morn!
I THE Church's one foundation
Is Jesus Christ her Lord;
She is His new creation
By water and the word :
From heaven He came and sought her
To be His holy Bride;
With His own blood He bought her,
And for her life He died.
2 Though with a scornful wonder,
Men see her sore opprest,
By schisms rent asunder,
By heresies distrest:
Yet saints their watch are keeping,
Their cry goes up,
And soon the night of weeping
Shall be the morn of song.
3 'Mid toil and tribulation,
And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation
Of peace for evermore;
Till with the vision glorious
Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great Church victorious
Shall be the Church at rest.
I TRIUMPHANT Zion! lift thy head
From dust and darkness and the dead;
Though humbled long, awake at length,
And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength.
2 Put all thy beauteous garments on,
And let thine excellence be known;
Decked in the robes of righteousness,
The world thy glories shall confess.
3 No more shall foes unclean invade,
And fill thy hallowed walls with dread;
No more shall hell's insulting host
Their victory and thy sorrows boast.
4 God from on high has heard thy prayer;
His hand thy ruins shall repair;
Nor will thy watchful monarch cease
To guard thee in eternal peace.
I ZION Stands with hills surrounded-
Zion, kept by power divine:
All her foes shall be confounded,
Though the world in arms combine :
Happy Zion,
What a favoured lot is thine!
2 Every human tie may perish ;
Friend to friend unfaithful prove ;
Mothers cease their own to cherish;
Heaven and earth at last remove;
But no changes
Can attend Jehovah's love.
3 In the furnace God may prove thee,
Thence to bring thee forth more bright,
But can never cease to love thee;
Thou art precious in His sight:
God is with thee
God, thine everlasting light.
I BURIED beneath the yielding wave
The great Redeemer lies;
Faith views Him in the watery grave,
And thence beholds Him rise.
2 Thus do His willing saints, to-day,
Their ardent zeal express,
And, in the Lord's appointed way,
Fulfil all righteousness.
3 With joy we in His footsteps tread,
And would His cause maintain,
Like Him be numbered with the dead,
And with Him rise and reign.
4 His presence oft revives our hearts,
And drives our fears away;
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