Opening Places for Worship
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1017 Opening or Enlargement
1 JESUS, where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy-seat: Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every place is hallow'd ground.
2 For Thou within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind; Such ever bring Thee where they come, And going, take Thee to their home.
3 Dear Shepherd of Thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew; Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim The sweetness of Thy saving name.
4 Here may we prove the power of prayer To strengthen faith, and sweeten care: To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes.
5 Behold at Thy commanding word, We stretch the curtain and the cord: Come Thou, and fill this wider space, And bless us with a large increase.
5 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near; Nor short Thine arm, nor deaf Thine ear; Oh rend the heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts Thine own! William Cowper, 1779 |
1018 Dedication of the House
1 SPIRIT of glory and of grace, Thy favour we entreat; Thou true Shekinah of the place Where true disciples meet.
2 Oh! let the labour of our hands Be precious in Thy sight; And long as this our temple stands, Thy presence be its light.
3 Here float the gospel's banner wide O'er faithful hearts and brave; And here, O Jesus crucified, Come forth in power to save! Joseph Tritton, 1861.. |
1019 "The Glory of the Lord filled the House."
1 LIGHT up this house with glory, Lord, Enter and claim Thine own; Receive the homage of our souls, Erect Thy temple-throne.
2 We rear no altar—Thou hast died; We deck no priestly shrine; What need have we of creature aid? The power to save is Thine.
3 We ask no bright shekinah-cloud To glorify the place; Give, Lord, the substance of that sign— A plenitude of grace.
4 No rushing, mighty wind, we ask; No tongues of flame desire; Grant us the Spirit's quickening light, His purifying fire.
5 Light up this house with glory, Lord; The glory of that love Which forms and saves a church below, And makes a heaven above. John Harris, 1859. |
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1020Opening a Place of Worship
1 GREAT King of Zion, now Display Thy matchless grace; In love the heavens bow, With glory fill this place: Beneath this roof, oh deign to show How God can dwell with men below!
2 Here may Thine ears attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend All fragrant to the skies: Here may Thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around.
3 Here may th' attentive throng Imbibe Thy truth and love, And converts join the song Of seraphim above And willing crowds surround Thy board With sacred joy and sweet accord.
4 Here may our unborn sons And daughters sound Thy praise, And shine, like polish'd stones, Through long succeeding days; Here, Lord, display Thy saving power, Until the last triumphant hour. Benjamin Francis, 1787; Charles H. Spurgeon, 1866 |
1021 Thankfulness for the House
1 SING to the Lord with heart and voice Ye children of His sovereign choice. The work achieved, the temple raised, Now be our God devoutly praised.
2 For all the treasure freely brought, For all the toil in gladness wrought, For warmth of zeal, and purpose strong, Wake we to-day the thankful song.
3 Lord of the temple! once disown'd, But now in worlds of light enthroned Thy glory let Thy servants see, Who dedicate this house to Thee.
4 Be Thy dear name, like ointment, shed O'er every soul, on every head; Make glorious, O our Saviour King, The place where thus Thy chosen sing.
5 More grand the temple, and the strain More sweet, when we Thy heaven shall gain, And bid, for realms where angels dwell, Thy courts on earth a glad farewell! Joseph Tritton, 1861 |
1022 Re-opening
1 O GOD, before whose radiant throne The heavenly armies bend, Now graciously incline Thine ear, And to our suit attend.
2 Where our forefathers join'd in praise, We meet to praise Thy name, Where they Thy faithful promise proved, We find Thee still the same.
3 This house, these walls re-edified, Are raised, Lord, for Thee; In all the plenitude of grace, In this assembly be.
4 Here may the dead be made alive, Backsliding souls return; More grace by gracious souls be felt, And saints like seraphs burn.
5 Here build Thy church, maintain Thy cause, Nor let it e'er decline; But flourish till the Lord descends In majesty divine. John Rippon, 1810; Charles H. Spurgeon, 1866. |
