BEHOLD we come, dear Lord, to Thee, 2 Whate'er we have, whate'er we are, Thou dost us here in mercy spare, And wilt hereafter save. 3 Come, then, my soul, bring all thy powers, 4 But, above all, prepare thine heart In its sweet task to bear thy part, And sing, and love, and pray. 28 John Austin 1668 My Lord, my Love, was crucified, He all the pains did bear; But in the sweetness of His rest 2 Thou, Lord, who daily feed'st Thy sheep, Mak'st them a weekly feast; Thy flocks meet in their several folds 3 Welcome and dear unto my soul 4 I bless Thy wise and wondrous love, Which makes us leave our earthly snares, 5 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, John Mason 1683 3I SWEET is the work, my God, my King, 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest; 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 4 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know And every power find sweet employ, In that eternal world of joy. ALL people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice: Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell, Come ye before Him, and rejoice. 2 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed, Without our aid He did us make: We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take. 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, William Kethe 1561 WAREHAM L. M. W. Knapp With long de sire my spir - it faints, To meet th'assemblies of Thy saints. 4 33 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 3 Blest are the souls who find a place 4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate; COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell, God is their strength, and through the road, By faith and love, in every breast; They lean upon their helper, God. 5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Isaac Watts 1719 Then shall we know, and taste, and feel, 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength; 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts or wishes know, Be everlasting honors done, By all the Church, through Christ, His Son. Isaac Watts 1709 L. Bourgeois THEODORA 75. G. F. Handel COME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 4 While I am a pilgrim here, WREFORD P. M. 5 Show me what I have to do, |