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O pray we then for Salem's peace,
For they shall prosperous be,
Thou holy city of our God!

Who bear true love to thee.

May peace within thy sacred walls
A constant guest be found,
With plenty and prosperity
Thy palaces be crowned.

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HARK, my soul! it is the Lord;
'Tis thy Saviour, hear His word!
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,
Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?

I delivered thee when bound,
And when wounded healed thy wound;
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turned thy darkness into light.

Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above;
Deeper than the depths beneath;
Free and faithful, strong as death.

Thou shalt see My glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of My throne shalt be,
Say, poor sinner, lovest thou Me?

Lord, it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love Thee and adore;
Oh for grace to love Thee more!

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'Tis a pleasant thing to see
Brethren in the Lord agree,
Children of a God of love
Live as they shall live above,
Acting each a Christian part,
One in life, and one in heart.
As the precious ointment, shed
Upon Aaron's hallowed head,
Downward through his garments stole
Spreading odour o'er the whole,-
So from our High Priest abové
To His Church flows heavenly love.
Gently as the dews distil

Down on Zion's holy hill,
Dropping gladness where they fall,
Brightening and refreshing all;

Such is Christian union, shed
Through the members from the Head.

Where divine affection lives,

There the Lord His blessing gives,

There His will on earth is done,
There His heaven is half begun;
Lord, our great example prove,
Teach us all like Thee to love.

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AUTHOR of good, to Thee we turn ;
To Thee for help we fly,
Thine eye can all our wants discern,
Thy hand alone supply.

O let Thy fear within us dwell,
Thy love our footsteps guide
That love shall vainer loves expel,
That fear, all fear beside.

Not what we wish, but what we want,
O let Thy grace supply;

The good, unasked, in mercy grant,
The ill, though asked, deny.

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To Christ the Prince of Peace
And Son of God most high,
The Father of the world to come,
We lift our joyful cry.

Deep in His heart for us

The wound of love He bore,
That love which still He kindles in
The hearts that Him adore.

O Jesu, Victim blest,

What else but love divine
Could Thee constrain to open thus
That sacred Heart of Thine?

O Fount of endless life,
O Spring of water clear;
O flame celestial, cleansing all
Who unto Thee draw near!

Hide me in Thy dear Heart,
For thither do I fly;

There seek thy grace through life, in death
Thine immortality.

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LET us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for He is kind:
For His mercies shall endure,

Ever faithful, ever sure.

He, with all-commanding might,
Filled the new-made world with light:
For His mercies shall endure,

Ever faithful, ever sure.

All things living He doth feed;
His full hand supplies their need;
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

He hath with a piteous eye
Looked upon our misery:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

Let us then with gladsome mind,
Praise the Lord, for He is kind:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

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THE Lord my pasture shall prepare,
And feed me with a shepherd's care;
presence shall my wants supply,
And guard me with a watchful eye;
My noonday walks He shall attend,
And all my midnight hours defend.
When in the sultry glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty mountain pant,
To fertile vales and dewy meads
My weary wandering steps He leads;
Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow,
Amid the verdant landscape flow.
Though in a bare and rugged way,
Through devious, lonely wilds I stray,
Thy bounty shall my pains beguile,
The barren wilderness shall smile,
With sudden greens and herbage crown'd,
And streams shall murmur all around.

Though in the paths of death I tread,
With gloomy horrors overspread,
My stedfast heart shall fear no ill,
For Thou, O Lord, art with me still!
Thy friendly crook shall give me aid,
And guide me through the dreadful shade.

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