Coram Deo

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TK

Verse 1

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.

Verse 2

While our days on earth are lengthened,
May we give them, Lord, to thee;
Cheered by hope, and daily strengthened,
May we run, nor weary be,
Till thy glory
Without clouds in heaven we see.

Verse 3

There, in worship, purer, sweeter,
Thee thy people shall adore;
Tasting of enjoyment greater
Far than thought conceived before;
Full enjoyment,
Full, unmixed, and evermore.

Thomas Kelly, “In Thy Name, O Lord! Assembling”

Otterbein 1890 No. 32 · 8s, 7s, & 4s · Sicily

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TK
God of Our Salvation! Hear Us

Thomas Kelly·Modern

Verse 1

God of our salvation! hear us;
Bless, oh, bless us, ere we go;
When we join the world, be near us,
Lest we cold and careless grow.
Savior! keep us;
Keep us safe from every foe.

Verse 2

As our steps are drawing nearer
To our everlasting home,
May our view of heaven grow clearer,
Hope more bright of joys to come;
And, when dying,
May thy presence cheer the gloom.

Thomas Kelly, “God of Our Salvation! Hear Us”

Otterbein 1890 No. 34 · 8s, 7s, & 4s · Sicily

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Verse 1

How sweet to leave the world awhile,
And seek the presence of our Lord!
Dear Savior! on thy people smile,
And come, according to thy word.

Verse 2

From busy scenes we now retreat,
That we may here converse with thee:
Ah! Lord! behold us at thy feet;--
Let this the gate of heaven be.

Verse 3

Chief of ten thousand! now appear,
That we by faith may see thy face;
Oh! speak, that we thy voice may hear
And let thy presence fill this place.

Thomas Kelly, “How Sweet to Leave the World Awhile”

Otterbein 1890 No. 36 · L.M · Mendon

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WB

Verse 1

Oh, thou, whose own vast temple stands,
Built over earth and sea!
Accept the walls that human hands
Have raised to worship thee.

Verse 2

Lord! from thine inmost glory send,
Within these walls t’ abide,
The peace that dwelleth without end
Serenely by thy side!

Verse 3

May erring minds, that worship here,
Be taught the better way;
And they who mourn, and they who fear,
Be strengthened as they pray.

Verse 4

May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
And pure devotion rise,
While, round these hallowed walls, the storm
Of earth-born passion dies.

William C. Bryant, “Oh, Thou, Whose Own Vast Temple Stands”

Otterbein 1890 No. 41 · C.M · Mear (Welsh Air)

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