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W8468 PROGRAM FOR THANKSGIVING DAY UNION MEETING FROM CENTRAL PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH
Nov 16 1871 Thursday
To: Central Presbyterian Church
From:

Thanksgiving Day.
Union Meeting
In
Central Church,
Thursday Ev'g, Nov. 16th, 1871
Chair to be taken at 7 p.m.


1. Paraphrase 2nd- "O God of Bethel, by whose hand."
2. Reading of the Scriptures, Rev. G. Brown
3. Prayer- Rev. Mr. McKenzie
4. Psalm 67th: "Lord bless and pity us"
5. Address: [???] blessings and judgements, Rev. Prof. [?]
6. Hymn- "Before Jehovah's awful throne"
7. Address: "The present state of our country as collier for national gratitude," Rev. R. Barnet
8. Psalm 148th: "The Lord of Heaven confess"
9. Address: "Prevailing evils calling for national [?]," Rev. Thomas Pullar
10. Prayer: Rev. Mr. Paole
11. Paraphrase 21st "Attend ye tribes that dwell remote"
12. Address: "Our national prosperity is calling for increased exertions for the extension of the Homeland and the relief of suffering at home"- Rev. A.B. Simpson
13. Paraphrase 28th: "Let such as feel oppression's load."
14. Collection
15. Address: "The duty of Christians of all denominations to co-operate in the promotion of the national welfare and the cause of Christ"- Rev. W.J. Hunter.
16. Psalm 133rd "Behold how good a thing it is."
17. Prayer and Benediction- Rev. Geo. Richardson.

The Collection will be devoted to the Protestant Charities of the City.

PSALMS AND HYMNS
To be sung in the Thanksgiving Service.

I. Paraphrase 2nd
O God of Bethel, by whose hand
Thy people still are fed;
Who through this weary pilgrimage
Hast all our fathers fed:

Our vows, our prayers, we now present
Before Your throne of grace;
God of our fathers! Be the God
Of the succeeding race.

Through each perplexing path of life
Our wandering footsteps guide;
Give us each day our daily bread,
And clothing fit provide.

O spread Your covering wings around,
Until all our wanderings cease,
And at our Father's loved abode
Our souls arrive in peace.

Such blessings from Your gracious hand
Our humble prayers implore;
And You shall be our chosen God,
And portion evermore.

II. Psalm 67th
Lord, bless and pity us,
Shine on us with thy face:
That th' earth thy way, and nations all
May know thy saving grace.

Let people praise thee, Lord;
Let people all thee praise.
O let the nations be glad,
In songs their voices raise:

Thou'lt justly people judge,
On earth rule nations all.
Let people praise thee, Lord; let them
Praise thee, both great and small.

The earth her fruit shall yield,
Our God shall blessing send.
God shall us bless; men shall him fear
Unto earth's utmost end.

III. Hymn 34th
Before Jehovah's awful throne,
Ye nations, bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create, and he destroy.

His sovereign power without out aid,
Made us of clay, and formed us men;
And when like wandering sheep we strayed,
He brought us to his fold again.

We are his people, we his care.
Our souls, and all our mortal frame:
What lasting honours shall we rear,
Almighty Maker, to thy Name?

We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs,
High as the heaven our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill they courts with sounding praise.

Wide as the world is thy command,
Vast as eternity thy love;
Firm as a rock the truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.

IV. Psalm 148
The Lord of heav'n confess,
On high his glory raise.
Him let all angels bless,
Him all his armies praise.
Him glorify
Sun, moon, and stars;
Ye higher spheres,
And cloudy sky.

From God your beings are,
Him therefore famous make;
You all created were,
When he the word by spake.
And from that place,
Where fix'd you be
By his decree,
You cannot pass.

Praise God from earth below,
Ye dragons, and ye deeps:
Fire, hail, clouds, wind, and snow.
Some in command he keeps.
Praise ye his name,
Hills great and small,
Trees low and tall;
Beasts wild and tame;

All things that creep or fly.
Ye kings, ye vulgar throng,
All princes mean or high;
Both men and virgins young,
Ev'n young and old,
Exalt his name;
For much his fame
Should be extoll'd.

O let God's name be prais'd
Above both earth and sky;
For he his saints hath rais'd,
And set their horn on high;
Ev'n those that be Of Isr'el's race,
Near to his grace.
The Lord praise ye.

V. Paraphrase 21st
Attend, ye tribes that dwell remote,
Ye tribes at hand, give ear;
Th' upright in heart alone have hope
The false in heart have fear.

The man who walks with God in truth, And ev'ry guile disdains;
Who hates to life oppression's rod,
And scorns its shameful gains;

Whose soul abhors the impious bribe
The tempts from truth to stray,
And from th' enticing snares of vice
Who turns his eyes away:

His dwelling, 'midst the strenght of rocks,
Shall ever stand secure;
His father will provide his bread,
His water shall be sure.

For him the kingdom of the just
Afar doth glorious shine;
And he the King of kings shall see
In majesty divine.

VI. Paraphrase 28th
Let such as feel oppression's load
Thy tender pity share;
And let the helpless, homeless poor
Be thy peculiar care.

Go, bid the hungry orphan be
With thine abundance blest;
Invite the wanderer to thy gate,
And spread the couch of rest.

Let him who pines with piercing cold
By thee be warmed and clad;
Be thine the blissful task to make
The downcast mourner glad.

Then, bright as morning shall come forth
In peace and joy thy days;
And glory from the Lord above
Shall shine on all thy ways.

VII. Psalm 133
Behold how good a thing it is.
And how becoming well,
Together such as brethren are
In unity to Dwell

Like precious ointment on the head
That down the beard did flow,
Ev'n Aaron's beard, and to the skirts
Did on his garments go.

As Hermon's dew, the dew that doth
On Zions hills descend;
For there the blessing God commands,
Life that shall never end




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