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PUBLIC WORSHIP.
From the German.
Lo, God is here! Let us adore,
And own how dreadful is this place!
Let all within us feel His power,
And silent bow before His face.
Who know His power, His grace who prove,
Serve Him with awe, with reverence love.
And own how dreadful is this place!
Let all within us feel His power,
And silent bow before His face.
Who know His power, His grace who prove,
Serve Him with awe, with reverence love.
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Lo, God is here! Him day and night
The' united choirs of angels sing:
To Him enthroned above all height
Heaven's hosts their noblest praises bring:
Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song,
Who praise Thee with a stammering tongue.
The' united choirs of angels sing:
To Him enthroned above all height
Heaven's hosts their noblest praises bring:
Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song,
Who praise Thee with a stammering tongue.
Gladly the toys of earth we leave,
Wealth, pleasure, fame, for Thee alone:
To Thee our will, soul, flesh we give;
O take, O seal them for Thy own!
Thou art the God; Thou art the Lord:
Be Thou by all Thy works adored!
Wealth, pleasure, fame, for Thee alone:
To Thee our will, soul, flesh we give;
O take, O seal them for Thy own!
Thou art the God; Thou art the Lord:
Be Thou by all Thy works adored!
Being of beings, may our praise
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill;
Still may we stand before Thy face,
Still hear and do Thy sovereign will.
To Thee may all our thoughts arise,
Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice!
Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill;
Still may we stand before Thy face,
Still hear and do Thy sovereign will.
To Thee may all our thoughts arise,
Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice!
In Thee we move. All things of Thee
Are full, Thou Source and Life of all!
Thou vast, unfathomable Sea!
Fall prostrate, lost in wonder, fall,
Ye sons of men; for God is man!
All may we lose, so Thee we gain!
Are full, Thou Source and Life of all!
Thou vast, unfathomable Sea!
Fall prostrate, lost in wonder, fall,
Ye sons of men; for God is man!
All may we lose, so Thee we gain!
As flowers their opening leaves display,
And glad drink in the solar fire,
So may we catch Thy every ray,
So may Thy influence us inspire:
Thou Beam of the Eternal Beam,
Thou purging Fire, Thou quickening Flame!
And glad drink in the solar fire,
So may we catch Thy every ray,
So may Thy influence us inspire:
Thou Beam of the Eternal Beam,
Thou purging Fire, Thou quickening Flame!
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