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Arise, O King of Grace, Arise

Isaac Watts·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Arise, O King of grace, arise,
And enter to thy rest;
Lo! thy church waits, with longing eyes,
Thus to be owned and blest.

Verse 2

Enter with all thy glorious train.
Thy Spirit and thy word;
All that the ark did once contain
Could no such grace afford.

Verse 3

Here, mighty God, accept our vows,
Here let thy praise be spread;
Bless the provisions of thy house
And fill thy poor with bread.

Verse 4

Here let the Son of David reign,
Let God’s Anointed shine;
Justice and truth his court maintain
With love and power divine.

Verse 5

Here let him hold a lasting throne,
And as his kingdom grows,
Fresh honors shall adorn his crown.
And shame confound his foes.

Isaac Watts, “Arise, O King of Grace, Arise”

Otterbein 1890 No. 535 · C.M · Swanwick

Not yet anchored to a scripture passage

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Praise to God! Immortal Praise

Anna L. Barbauld·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Praise to God! immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous Source of ev’ry joy,
Let thy praise our tongues employ.

Verse 2

For the flocks that roam the plain,
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain,
Clouds that drop their fatt’ning dews,
Suns that temp’rate warmth diffuse;

Verse 3

All that spring with bounteous hand,
Scatters o’er the smiling land,
All that lib’ral autumn pours
From her rich o’erflowing stores;

Verse 4

Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise;
And when ev’ry blessing’s flown,
Love thee for thyself alone.

Anna L. Barbauld, “Praise to God! Immortal Praise”

Otterbein 1890 No. 546 · 7s · Laudo

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Come, Let Us Anew

Charles Wesley·Post-Reformation

Verse 1

Come, let us anew
Our journey pursue--
Roll round with the year,
And never stand still till the Master appear;
His adorable will
Let us gladly fulfill,
And our talents improve
By the patience of hope and the labor of love.

Verse 2

Our life is a dream,
Our time, as a stream,
Glides swiftly away,
And the fugitive moment refuses to stay;
The arrow is flown,
The moment is gone;
The millenial year
Rushes on to our view, and eternity’s near.

Verse 3

Oh, that each, in the day
Of his coming, may say,
“I have fought my way through;
I have finished the work thou didst give me to do;”
Oh, that each from his Lord
May receive the glad word,
“Well and faithfully done;
Enter into my joy and sit down on my throne”

Charles Wesley, “Come, Let Us Anew”

Otterbein 1890 No. 548 · P.M · Let Us Anew

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