Ancient City Baptist Church Hymns Of Dedication

HYMN
COMPOSED SPECIALLY FOR USE AT DEDICATION OF THE HOUSE OF WORSHIP OF
THE ANCIENT CITY BAPTIST CHURCH, ST. AUGUSTINE, FLORIDA.

.… By Mr. SAMUEL N. BROWN ….
OF BOSTON, MASS.
The most liberal contributor toward this building and furnishing
of the house.

SUNG TO TUNE HAMBURG.

  1. To-day, within this sacred place,
    From worldly cares, our safe retreat,
    A Father’s love, a Saviour’s grace
    Hath gladly led our willing feet.
  2. And now, Lord God of Sabaoth,
    We meet to consecrate this place;
    Oh! send thy mighty spirit forth.
    And pour on us Thy heavenly grace
  3. As in this Ancient City Church,
    Shall gather souls from all our land,
    Meet Thou with them, O Lord, that thus,
    Glory shall come from thy right hand.
  4. Here may the slumbering conscience wake
    And Jesus’ love inspire the breast;
    To fainting souls, the Spirit speak,
    And wanderers find Heaven’s glorious rest.
  5. May ever here in truth and might,
    Undaunted Gospel Herald’s stand,
    And brightly shed Salvation’s light
    Till darkness cease in all the land.
  6. And when from worship here removed,
    May we in Heavenly temples meet,
    Before that great white throne approved,
    Shepherd and flock, in Christ complete.

— Samuel N. Brown

HYMN

COMPOSED SPECIALLY FOR USE AT DEDICATION OF THE HOUSE OF WORSHIP OF
THE ANCIENT CITY BAPTIST CHURCH, ST. AUGUSTINE, FLORIDA.

.… By Mr. S. F. Smith, D.D. ….

Author of our National Hymn, “My Country, ’tis of the,” Etc.

SUNG TO TUNE ROCKINGHAM.

  1. Founded on Thee, —our only Lord.
    On Thee, the Everlasting Rock,
    Thy church shall stand as stands Thy word,
    Nor fear the storm, nor dread the shock.

  2. For Thee our waiting spirits yearn.
    For Thee this house of praise we rear,
    To Thee with longing hearts we turn,
    Come, fix Thy glorious presence here.

  3. Come with Thy Spirit and Thy power,
    The Conqueror, —once the Crucified,
    Our God, our strength, our King, our tower.
    Here plant Thy throne, and here abide.

  4. Accept the work our hands have wrought,
    Accept, O God, this earthly shrine,
    Thine be our work, our life, our thought,
    And we, —as living temples, —Thine.

— S. F. Smith