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 A5^ JUL 10 1934*^ 
 
 PROTRACTED AND REVIVAL MEETINGS, 
 [ AND ALSO ADAPTED FOR FAMILY 
 AND PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 BEING A SELECTION OP THE 
 BBST AND MOST POPULAR HYMNS NOW IN USB. 
 
 K 
 
 BY A PASTOR. 
 
 NEW YORK: 
 
 A.XSON D. F. RANDOLPH & CO. 
 
 No. 770 BROADWAY. 
 
 Comer of 9th Street. 
 
 1869. 
 
PREFACE. 
 
 The first edition of this little book was 
 quickly exhausted, and a second is called for. 
 The Press has spoken favorably of it, and 
 many letters have been received from Pastors 
 who have carefully examined it, speaking of 
 it in terms of unqualified approbation, as 
 meeting a great want in the Church. 
 
 In view of the fact also that our approved 
 hymn books are all expensive, many ministers 
 strongly advised that a few additional hymns 
 should be added to this collection, so that the 
 book may be adapted not merely to private and 
 family worship, and to prayer meetings, but 
 also to the public services of the sanctuary oa 
 the Lord's day, and may be used exclusively, 
 especially in new and feeble congregations, 
 where the people are unable to supply them- 
 selves with larger and more costly books. 
 
 Ttventy-six additional hymns have, there- 
 fore, been added on the following subjects, viz : 
 Morning, Children and Youth. The Sabbath, 
 The Church, Public Worship, The Lord's Sup- 
 
per, The Gospel Ministry, and The Bible, so 
 that tfow, small as the book is, it contains one 
 or more hymns adapted to almost every subject. 
 
 Those who use the book will find it a great 
 advantage to have the hymns always sung to 
 the same tunes; when this is done it is found 
 by experience, that it tends greatly to promote 
 the general singing of the congregation, and 
 thus to increase the interest of worship. 
 
 A few unimportant errors in the first edi- 
 tion have been corrected, and the little 
 volume is now sent forth with the humble 
 hope that it will aid God's people in bis 
 worship, and promote the salvation of souls. 
 
^tnrh fon f rajeit fflcdinp. 
 
 CHRIST. 
 1. ANTIOCH. C. M. 
 
 Jot to the world the Lord is come, 
 
 Let earth receive her King ; 
 Let every heart prepare Him room, 
 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns ; 
 
 Let men their songs employ, 
 While fields and floods, rocks, hills and 
 plains 
 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 
 Nor thorns infest the ground; 
 
 He comes to make His blessings flow 
 Far as the curse is found. 
 
 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of His righteousness, 
 
 And wonders of His love. 
 
4 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETIMOS. 
 
 2. CORONATION. 0. M. 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name I 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall, 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 Te chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 Ye ransomed from the fall, 
 Hail Him, who saves you by His grace, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 
 Go, spread your trophies at His feet. 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 Let every kindred, every tribe, 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To Him all majesty ascribe, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 Oh that with yonder sacred throng, 
 
 We at His feet may fall ; 
 We'll join the everlasting song. 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
3. MARLOW. C. M. 
 
 Oh ! for a thousand tongues to sii\g 
 My dear Redeemer's praise ; 
 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of His grace. 
 
 My gracious Master, and my God, 
 
 Assist me to proclaim, 
 To spread through all the earth abr .:d 
 
 The honors of Thy name. 
 
 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, 
 That bids our sorrows cease. 
 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears, 
 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 fle breaks the power of reigning sin, 
 
 He sets the pris'ner free ; 
 His blood can make the foulest clean, 
 
 His blood availed fc^me. 
 
 4. BLIZABETHTOWN, OR ORTONVILLE. C. M. 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believer's ear ! 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
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6 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 And calms the troubled breast ; 
 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 Dear Name the rock on which I build, 
 
 My shield and hiding place ; 
 My never-failing treas'ry, filled 
 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 And cold my warmest thought ; 
 
 But when I see Thee as Thou art, 
 I'll praise Thee as I ought. 
 
 Till then I would Thy love proclaim 
 
 With every fleeting breath ; 
 And may the music of Thy name 
 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 5. THE SWEETEST NAME, OR THE NAME OF 
 JESUS. 
 
 There is no naAe so sweet on earth, 
 No name so sweet in heaven, 
 
 The name before his wondrous birth 
 To Christ the Saviour given. 
 
 Chorus. "We love to sing around our King, 
 And hail him blessed Jesus ; 
 For there's no word ear ever heard 
 So dear, so sweet, as Jesus. 
 
CHKIST. 7 
 
 His human name they did proclaim 
 When Abr'am's son they sealed him, 
 
 The name that still, by God's good will 
 Deliverer revealed him. Chorus. 
 
 And when he hung upon the tree. 
 They wrote this name above him, 
 
 That all might see the reason we 
 Forevermore must love him. Chorus. 
 
 So now upon his Father's throne, 
 
 Almighty to release us 
 From sins and pains, he gladly reigns, 
 
 The Prince and Saviour Jesus. Chorus. 
 
 To Jesus every knee shall bow 
 And every tongue confess him, 
 
 And we unite with saints in light. 
 Our only Lord to bless him. Chorus. 
 
 Jesus, by thy matchless name, 
 Thy grace shall fail us never ; 
 
 To-day as yesterday the same, 
 Thou art the same forever. Chot?us. 
 
 6. TOPLADY, OR *' ROCK OF AGES." T'S. 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
 
 Let the water and the blood 
 
 From Thy wounded side which flowed, 
 
8 PEARLS FOR PRAYRR MEETINGS. 
 
 Be of sin the double cure, — 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and pow'r. 
 
 Not the labor of my hands 
 Can fulfil the law's demands ; 
 Could my zeal no respite know 
 Could my tears forever flow, 
 All for sin could not atone, — 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone. 
 
 Nothing in my hand^ I bring ; 
 Simply to Thy cross I cling ; 
 Naked, come to Thee for dress, 
 Helpless, look to Thee for grace, — 
 Vile, I to the fountain fly, 
 Wash me. Saviour, or I die. 
 
 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my heart-strings break in death, 
 When I soar to worlds unknown. 
 See Thee on Thy judgment throne, — 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in Thee. 
 
 7. ARIEL. L. c. M. 
 
 Oh could I speak the matchless worth, 
 Oh could I sound the glories forth. 
 
 Which in my Saviour shine ; 
 I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, 
 And vie with Gabriel, while he sings. 
 
 In notes almost divine. 
 
I'd sing the precious blood He spilt, 
 My ranscm from the dreadful guilt 
 
 Of sin and wrath divine ; 
 I'd sing his glorious righteousness, 
 In which all-perfect, heavenly dress 
 
 My soul shall ever shine. 
 
 I'd sing the characters He bears. 
 And all the forms of love He wears, 
 
 Exalted on His throne ; 
 In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, 
 I would to everlasting days 
 
 Make all His glories known. 
 
 Soon the delightful day will come, 
 When my dear Lord will call me home. 
 
 And I shall see His face : 
 Then with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, 
 Ablest eternity I'll spend. 
 
 Triumphant in His grace. 
 
 8. AZMON, OR EVAN. C. M. 
 
 The Saviour ! oh what endless charms 
 
 Dwell in the blissful sound ; 
 Its influence every fear disarms. 
 
 And spreads sweet comfort round. 
 
 Th' Almighty Former of the skies 
 
 Stooped to our vile abode ; 
 While angels viewed with wondering eyes, 
 
 And hailed th' incarnate God. 
 
10 PEARLS FOB PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Oh the rich depth of love divine ! 
 
 Of bliss a boundless store ! 
 Dear Saviour let me call Thee mine, 
 
 I cannot wish for more. 
 
 On Thee alone my hope relies, 
 
 Beneath Thy cross I fall ; 
 My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, 
 
 My Saviour, and my all. 
 
 9. NAOMI, OR WOODLAND. C. M. 
 
 Dearest of all the names above, 
 My Jesus, and my God, 
 
 Who can resist Thy heav'nly love 
 Or trifle with Thy blood ? 
 
 'Tis by the merits of Thy death 
 The Father smiles again ; 
 
 'Tis by Thine interceding breath 
 The Spirit dwells with men. 
 
 Till God in human flesh I see, 
 My thoughts no comfort find ; 
 
 The holy, just, and sacred Three 
 Are terrors to my mind. 
 
 But, if Immanuel's face appear, 
 My hope, my joy begins. 
 
 His name forbids my slavish fear, 
 His grace removes my sins. 
 
11 
 
 While Jews on their own law rely, 
 And Greeks of wisdom boast, 
 
 I love th' incarnate mystery. 
 And there I fix my trust. 
 
 10, DORRANCE. 8, 7. 
 
 One there is above all others 
 
 Well deserves the name of Friend ; 
 
 His is love beyond a brother's, 
 Costly, free, and knows no end. 
 
 Which of all our friends, to save us, 
 Could or would have shed his blood ? 
 
 But this Saviour died to have us, 
 Reconciled in Him to God. 
 
 When He lived on earth abased. 
 Friend of sinners was His name ; 
 
 Now, above all glory raised, 
 He rejoices in the same. 
 
 Oh for grace our hearts to soften, 
 Teach us. Lord, at length to love ; 
 
 We, alas ! forget too often 
 
 What a Friend we have above. 
 
 11. EVAN, OR BROWN. C. M. 
 
 Didst Thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame. 
 And bear the cross for me ? 
 
 And shall I fear to own Thy name, 
 Or Thy disciple be ? 
 
12 PEAKLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Forbid it, Lord, that I should dread 
 
 To suifer shame or loss ; 
 Oh let me in Thy footsteps tread, 
 
 And glory in Thy cross. 
 
 Say to my soul, " Why dost thou fear 
 
 The face of feeble clay ? 
 Behold thy Saviour ever near 
 
 Will guard thee in the way." 
 
 Oh how my soul would rise and run 
 
 At this reviving word, 
 Nor any painful suff'rings shun, 
 
 To follow Thee, my Lord. 
 
 Let sinful men reproach, defame, 
 And call me what they will, — 
 
 If I may glorify Thy name, 
 And be Thy servant stilL 
 
 12. ELIZABETHTOWN, OR WOODLAND. C. M. 
 
 Jesus, Hove Thy charming name, 
 
 'Tis music to mine ear ; 
 Fain would I sound it out so loud 
 
 That earth and heaven should hear. 
 
 Yes, Thou art precious to my soul. 
 
 My joy, my hope, my trust; 
 Jewels to Thee, are gaudy toys, 
 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
13 
 
 All my capacious powers can wish 
 
 In Thee most richly meet ; 
 Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, 
 
 Nor friendship half so sweet. 
 
 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, 
 And sheds its fragrance there, 
 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 The cordial of its care. 
 
 I'll speak the honors of Thy name 
 With my last lab'ring breath ; 
 
 Then speechless clasp Thee in mine arms. 
 The antidote of death. 
 
 13. NOTTING HILL, OR RIDGWOOD. C. M. 
 
 I SAW one hanging on a tree, 
 
 In agonies and blood, 
 Who fixed His languid eyes on me. 
 
 As near His cross I stood. 
 
 Sure, never to my latest breath 
 
 Can I forget that look ; 
 It seemed to charge me with His death, 
 
 Though not a word He spoke. 
 
 A second look He gave, which said 
 
 " I freely all forgive ; 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid, 
 
 I die, that Thou may'st live." 
 
14 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Thus, while His death my sin displays 
 
 Ifi all its blackest hue ; 
 Such is the myst'ry of grace, 
 
 It seals my pardon too. 
 
 With pleasing grief and mournful joy 
 
 My spirit now is filled ; 
 That I should such a life destroy. 
 
 Yet live by Him I killed. 
 
 14. NEANDER, OR KENTUCKY. S. M. 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts, 
 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace, 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
 But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, 
 Takes all our sins away, — 
 
 A sacrifice of nobler name, 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 My faith would lay her hand 
 On that dear head of Thine, 
 
 While like a penitent I stand, 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 My soul looks back to see 
 
 The burdens Thou didst bear. 
 
 When hanging on the cursed tree. 
 And hopes her guilt was there. 
 
CHRIST. 15' 
 
 15. LIBERTY HALL. C. M. 
 
 Dark was the night, and cold the gronnd, 
 
 On which the Lord was laid ; 
 His sweat as drops of blood ran down, 
 
 In agony he prayed. 
 
 " Father, remove this bitter cup, 
 
 If such thy sacred will ; 
 If not. content to drink it up, 
 
 Thy pleasure I fulfil." 
 
 Go to the garden, sinner, see 
 Those precious drops that flow: 
 
 The heavy load he bore for thee — 
 For thee he lies so low. 
 
 Then learn of him the cross to bear, 
 
 Thy Father's will obey ; 
 And when temptations press thee near, 
 
 Awake to watch and pray. 
 
 16. MARTTN, 7'S, DOUBLB. 
 
 Jesus, lover of my soul,. 
 
 Let me to Thy bosom fly. 
 While the billows near me roll. 
 
 While the tempest still is high: 
 Hide me, my Saviour, hide, 
 
 Till the storm of life is past, 
 Safe into the haven guide ; 
 
 receive my soul at last. 
 
16 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 Other refuge have I none, 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on Thee : 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, 
 
 Still support and comfort me j 
 All my trust on Thee is stayed, 
 
 All my help from Thee I bring; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of Thy wing. 
 
 Thou, Christ, art all I want, 
 
 All in all in Thee I find ; 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint. 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind: 
 Just and holy is Thy name, 
 
 I am all unrighteousness; 
 Vile and full of sin I am, 
 
 Thou art full of truth and grace. 
 
 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin; 
 Let the healing streams abound, 
 
 Make and keep me pure within : 
 Thou of life the fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of Thee; 
 Spring thou up within my heart, — 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 17. AYLESBURY, OR GOLDEN HILL. 8 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep ? 
 And shall our cheeks be dry f 
 
17 
 
 Let floods of penitential grief 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 
 The Son of God in tears 
 Angels with wonder see; 
 
 Be thou astonished, my soul, 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 He wept that we might weep ; 
 
 Each sin demands a tear: 
 In heaven alone no sin is found, 
 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
 18. OLD HUNDRED. L. M. 
 
 Nature with. open volume stands 
 
 To spread her "Maker's praise abroad, 
 
 And every labor of His hands 
 
 Shows something worthy, of a God. 
 
 But in the grace that rescued man 
 His brightest form of glory shines ; 
 
 Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn. 
 In precious blood and crimson lines. 
 
 Oh the sweet wonders of that cross, 
 
 Where God the Saviour loved and died , 
 
 Her noble'-t life my spirit draws 
 
 From His dear wounds and bleeding side. 
 
18 PEARLS FOE PRAYRR MEEl'INGS. 
 
 I would for ever speak His name 
 In sounds to mortal ears unknown ; 
 
 With angels join to prnise the Lamb, 
 And worship at His Father's throne. 
 
 19. DTJNLAP's CREEK OR MARLOW. C. M. 
 
 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, 
 
 We wretched sinners lay, 
 Without one cheerful beam of hope. 
 
 Or spark of glimm'ring day. 
 
 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief ; 
 He saw, and, oh amazing love 
 
 He ran to our relief. 
 
 Down from the shining seats above 
 
 With joyful haste He fled, 
 Entered the grave in mortal flesh, 
 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
 He spoiled the powers of darkness thus 
 And brake our iron chains ; 
 
 Jesus has freed our captive souls 
 From everlasting pains. 
 
 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills 
 Their lasting silence break ; 
 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 
CHEIST. 19 
 
 20. TOPLADT, OE "ROCK OF AGES." T'S. 
 
 From the cross uplifted high, 
 Where the Saviour deigns to^ie, 
 What melodious sounds I hear, 
 Bursting on my ravished ear ! • 
 
 Love's redeeming work is done, 
 '■"Come and vrelcome, sinner, come. 
 
 "Sprinkled now with blood the throne. 
 Why beneath thy burdens groan ? 
 On My pierced body laid, 
 Justice owns the ransom paid ; 
 Bow the keee and kiss the S-ii, , 
 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come. 
 
 "Spread for thee the festal board. 
 See with richest dainties stored; 
 To thy Father's bosom pressed, 
 Yet again a child confessed, 
 Never from His house to mam, 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come. 
 
 "Soon the days of life shall end, 
 Lo ! I come, your Saviour. Friend, 
 Safe your spirits to convey 
 To the realms of endless day : 
 Up to My eternal home. 
 Come and welcome, sinner, come.'' 
 
20 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 21. FOUNT, OR GOOD SHEPHERD, OB 
 MIDDLETON. 8, 7. 
 
 Jesus, full^f all compassion, 
 
 Hear Thy humble suppliant's cry, — 
 Let,me know thy great salvation; 
 
 See, I languish, faint, and die : 
 Guilty, but with heart relenting, 
 
 Overwhelmed with helpless grief, 
 Prostrate at Thy feet repenting, 
 
 Send, oh send me quick relief. 
 
 Whither should a wretch be flying, 
 
 But to Him who comfort gives ? 
 WMither, from the. dread of dying, 
 
 But to Him who ever lives ? 
 While I View Thee, wounded, grieving, 
 
 Breathless on the cursed tree, 
 Fain, I'd feel my heart believing 
 
 That Thou suifer'dst thus for me. 
 
 With Thy righteousness and Spirit 
 
 I am more than angels blessed ; 
 Heir with Thee, all things inherit. 
 
 Peace, and joy, and endless rest : 
 Saved ! — the deed shall spread new glory 
 
 Through the shining realms above; 
 A-ngels sing the pleasing story. 
 
 All enraptured with Thy love. 
 
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 22. AYLESBURY. S. M. 
 
 Like sheep we vrcut astray, 
 Aud broke the fold of God ; 
 
 Each wandering in a different way, 
 But all the downward road. 
 
 How dreadful was the hour, 
 When God our wanderings laid, 
 
 And did at once his vengeance pour 
 Upon the Shepherd's head ! 
 
 How glorious was the grace 
 
 When Christ sustained the stroke ! 
 
 His life and blood the Shepherd pays 
 A ransom for the flock. 
 
 But God shall raise his head 
 
 O'er all the sons of men. 
 And make him see a numerous seed, 
 
 To recompense his pain. 
 
 "I'll give him," saith the Lord, 
 ** A portion with the strong ; 
 
 He shall possess a large reward, 
 Aud hold his honors long." 
 
 23. HAMBURG. L. M. 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross. 
 On which the Prince of glory died, 
 
22 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God ; 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 
 I sacrifice them to His blood. 
 See ! from His head, His hands, His feet, 
 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 His dying crimson, like a robe, 
 
 Spreads o'er His body on the tree ; 
 Then am I dead to all the globe, 
 
 And all the globe is dead to me. 
 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine. 
 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 24. BALBRMA, OR SUFFERING SAVIOUR. 
 C. M, WITH CHORUS. 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, 
 
 And did my Sov'reign die ? 
 Would He devote that sacred head 
 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 Chorus. 
 the Lamb, the loving Lamb, 
 
 The Lamb on calvary — 
 The Lamb that was slain, that liveth again 
 
 To intercede for me. 
 
CHRIST. 23 
 
 Thy body slain, dear Jesus, Thine, — 
 And bathed in its own blood ; 
 
 While all exposed to wrath divine 
 The glorious sufferer stood. 
 
 Was it for crimes that I had done, 
 
 He groaned upon the tree ? 
 Amazing pity I grace unknown ! 
 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his gfcries in, 
 When God, the mighty Maker, died 
 
 For man, the creature's sin. 
 
 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 While His dear cross appears, 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thtnkfulaess, 
 And melt my eyes to tears. 
 
 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 25. FOUNTAIN, OR CLEANSING FOUN- 
 TAIN. C. M. 
 
 There is a fountain filled with blood. 
 Drawn from Immanuel's veins, 
 
 And sinners plunged beneath that flood 
 Lose all their guilty stains. 
 
24 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 The dying thief rejoiced to see 
 
 That fountain in his day ; 
 And there may I, though vile as he, 
 
 Wash all my sins away. 
 
 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood 
 
 Shall never lose its power, 
 Till all the ransomed church of God 
 
 Be saved to sin no more. 
 
 E'er since by faith, I saw the stream, 
 
 Thy flowing wounds supply, 
 Redeeming love has been my theme. 
 
 And shall be till I die. 
 
 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, 
 
 I'll sing Thy p#wer to save, 
 When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue 
 
 Lies silent in the grave. 
 
 HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 26. HEBER, OR HARMONY GROVE. C. M 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all Thy quick'ning powers, 
 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 25 
 
 Look how we grovel here below, 
 Fond of these trifling toys ; 
 
 Oui- souls can neither fly nor go 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 Dear Lor^ and shall we ever live 
 
 At this poor dying rate, 
 Our love so faint, so cold to Thee, 
 
 And Thine to us so great ? 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all Thy quick"ning powers, 
 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 27. STATE STREET. S. M. 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come. 
 
 Let Thy bright beams arise ; 
 Dispel the darkness from our minds. 
 
 And open Thou our eyes. 
 
 Revive our drooping faith, 
 
 Our doubts and fears remove, 
 And kindle in our breasts the flame 
 
 Of never-dying love. 
 
26 PEARLS FOB PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Convince us of our sin, 
 
 Then lead to Jesus' blood ; 
 And to our woud'ring view reveal 
 
 The gracious love of God. 
 
 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart, 
 
 To sanctify the soul, 
 To pour fresh life on every part, 
 
 And new create the whole. 
 
 Dwell, therefore, in our heafts. 
 Our minds from bondage free ; 
 
 Then shall we know, and praise, and love 
 The Father, Son, and Thee. 
 
 23. TELLEMAN.T'S, OR HORTON. 
 
 Holy Ghost, with light divine 
 Shine upon this heart of mine ; 
 Chase the shades of night away, 
 Turn my darkness into day. 
 
 Holy Ghost, with power divine 
 Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; 
 Long hath sin, without control, 
 Held dominion o'er my soul. 
 
 Holy Ghost, with joy divine 
 Cheer this saddened heart of mine ; 
 Bid my many woes depart, 
 Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 
 
HOLT SPIRIT. 27 
 
 Holy Spirit, all divine, 
 Dwell within this heart of mine, 
 Cast down every idol throne. 
 Reign supreme, and reign alone. 
 
 29. OBERLIN. L. M. 
 
 Come, sacred Spirit, from above, 
 And fill the coldest heart with love ; 
 Soften to flesh the flinty stone, 
 And let Ay God-like power be known. 
 
 Speak Thou, and from the haughtiest tyes 
 Shall floods of pious sorrow rise, 
 TVhile all their glowing souls are borne, 
 To seek that grace which now they scorn. 
 
 let a holy flock await 
 Numerous around Thy temple-gate ; 
 Each pressing on with zeal to be 
 A living sacrifice to Thee. 
 
 In answer to our fervent cries, 
 Give us to see Thy church arise; 
 Or, if that blessing seem too great. 
 Give us to mourn its low estate. 
 
 30. GREENVILLE 8, 7, 4, OR FOUNT. 
 
 Saviour, visit Thy plantation, 
 
 Grant us. Lord, a gracious rain ; 
 All will come to desolation, 
 
28 PEAKLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Unless Thou return again. 
 
 Lord, revive us ; 
 All our help must come from Thee. 
 
 Let our mutual love be fervent. 
 Make us prevalent in prayers ; 
 
 Let each one, esteemed Thy servant, 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 
 Lord, revive us ; 
 All our help must come fr^m Thee. 
 
 31. HORTON, OR FULTON, 7's. 
 
 Lord, behold us few and weak, 
 Humbly at Thy feet we fall ; 
 
 See, we come Thy face to seek, 
 Deign, oh deign to hear our caU. 
 
 When we lay in sin and death, 
 Thou didst pass and bid us live, 
 
 Thou didst give Thy people faith, 
 Thou didst all our sins forgive. 
 
 Jesus, Thou didst shed Thy blood, 
 On this rock our hope we raise, 
 
 Thou hast brought us near to God, 
 Thine the work, and Thine the praise 
 
 'Tis Thy will that we should be 
 
 Separate from all around. 
 Let our will with Thine agree, 
 
 Let Thy people thus be found. 
 
HOLY SPIRIT. 
 
 Let us bear each other's load, 
 Faithful to each other prove, 
 
 Till we gain the saints' abode, 
 Till we take our place above. 
 
 There to see without a cloud, 
 There with zeal untired to sin^:. 
 
 Mix with heaven's triumphant crowd, 
 And for ever praise our King. 
 
 32. 
 
 PARAH. S. M, 
 
 Lord ! thy work revive 
 In Zion's gloomy hour ; 
 
 And let our dying graces live, 
 By thy restoring power. 
 
 let thy chosen few 
 Awake to earnest prayer ; 
 
 Their solemn vows again renew 
 And walk in filial fear. 
 
 Thy Spirit then will speak, 
 Through lips of humble clay, 
 
 Till hearts of adamant shall break 
 Till rebels shall obey. 
 
 Now lend thy gracious ear, 
 
 Now listen to our cry ; 
 come, and bring salvation near; 
 
 Our souls on thee rely. 
 
30 PEARLS FOB PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 SINNERS INVITED AND EXHORTED. 
 
 33. AZMON. C. M. 
 
 The Saviour calls, let every ear 
 Attend the heavenly sound ; 
 
 Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 For every thirsty, longing heart, 
 Here streams of bounty flow ; 
 
 And life, and health, and bliss impart, 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise, 
 
 To ease your every pain ; 
 Immortal fountain ! full supplies ! 
 
 Nor shall you thirst in vain. 
 
 Ye sinners come, 'tis Mercy's voice, 
 
 The gracious call obey : 
 Mercy invites to heavenly joys. 
 
 And can you yet delay ? 
 
 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ; 
 
 To thee let sinners fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts. 
 
 And drink and never die. 
 
SINNERS INVITED AND EXHORTED. 31 
 
 34. HARMONY GROVB. C. M. 
 
 Ye ■wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
 
 Behold a royal feast: 
 Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, 
 
 For every humble guest. 
 
 See, Jesus stands with open arms, 
 
 He calls, he bids you come ; 
 Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; 
 
 But see, there yet is room. 
 
 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart, 
 
 There love and pity meet ; 
 Nor will he bid the soul depart, 
 
 That trembles at his feet. 
 
 0! come, and with his children taste 
 
 The blessings of his love : 
 While hope attends the sweet repast 
 
 Of nobler joys above. 
 
 35. WOODSTOCK. C. M. 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend. 
 
 And every heart rejoice ; 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds, 
 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, 
 That feed upon the wind, 
 
32 PEABLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 And vainly strlv- with earthly toys 
 To fill an empty mind : 
 
 Eternal wisdom has prepared 
 
 A soul reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites, 
 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die. 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst, 
 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 Rivers of love and mercy here 
 
 In a rich ocean join; 
 Salvation in abundance flows, 
 
 Like floods of milk and wine. 
 
 36. ALETTA, 7, 6, OR ROCK OF AGES. 
 
 Ye who in His courts are found, 
 Listening to the joy fid sound. 
 Lost and helpless as ye are, 
 Full of sorrow, sin, and care, 
 Glorify the King of kings ; 
 Take the peace the gospel brings. 
 
 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, 
 View His bleeding sacrifice ; 
 
SINKERS IXVITED AHD EXHORTED. 33 
 
 See in Him your sins forgiven, 
 Pardon, holiness, and heaven ; 
 Glorify the King of kings, 
 Take the peace the gospel brings. 
 
 37. HARMONY GROVE. C. M = 
 
 Oil 1 what amazing words of grace 
 
 Are in the gospel found, 
 Suited to every sinner's case 
 
 Who hears the joyful sound ! 
 
 Come, then, with all yourwants and wounds, 
 
 Your every burden bring ; 
 Here love, unchanging love abounds, 
 
 A deep celestial spring. 
 
 This sprinpr with living waters flows, 
 
 And heavenly joys imparts ; 
 Come, thirsty souls I your wants disclose, 
 
 And drink with thankful hearts. 
 
 Millions of sinners, vile as you, 
 Have here found life and peace ; 
 
 Come, then, and prove its virtues too, 
 And drink, adore, and bless. 
 
 38 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls; 
 Ye wanderers, come ! 
 
34 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 ye benighted souls, 
 Why longer roam ? 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls : 
 listen now ! 
 Within these sacred walls, 
 To Jesus bow. 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls ; 
 For refuge fly : 
 The storm of justice falls, 
 And death is nigh. 
 
 The Spirit calls to-day: 
 Yield to his power ; 
 grieve him not away ! 
 'Tis mercy's hour. 
 
 39. WELTON. L. M. 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door ! 
 He gently knocks, has knocked before ; 
 Has waited long — is waiting still ; 
 You treat no other friend so ill. 
 
 lovely attitude, he "stands 
 With melting heart and bleeding hands, 
 matchless kindness, and he shows 
 This matchless kindness to his foes ! 
 
 But will he prove a Friend indeed I 
 He will — the very Friend you need ; 
 
SIGNERS INVITED AND EXHORTED. 35 
 
 The friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He, 
 With garments dyed on Calvary. 
 
 Rise, touched with gratitude divine ; 
 Turn out his enemy and thine, 
 That soul-destroying monster sin, 
 And let the heavenly stranger in. 
 
 Admit him, ere his anger burn ; 
 His feet departed ne'er return ; 
 Admit him, or the hour 'sat hand. 
 You'll at his door rejected stand. 
 
 40. AVA, OR TO-DAY. P. M. 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Filled with dismay, 
 Wait not for to-morrow, 
 Yield thee to-day : 
 Heaven bids thee come, 
 While yet there's room; 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Hear and obey. 
 
 Child of sin and sorrow, 
 Why wilt thou die I 
 Come while thou canst borrow 
 Help from on high : 
 Grieve not that love, 
 Which from above, 
 Child of sin and sorrow. 
 Would bring thee nigh. 
 
36 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 41. HORTON, 7'8. 
 
 Come ! said Jesus' sacred voice, 
 Come, and make my paths your choice: 
 I will guide you to your home: 
 Weary wanderer, hither come. 
 
 Thou who homeless and forlorn, 
 Longhastborne the proud world's scorn, 
 Long hast roamed the barren waste. 
 Weary wanderer, hither haste. 
 
 Ye who tossed on beds of pain 
 Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; 
 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn. 
 In remorse for guilt who mourn : 
 
 Hither come, for here is found 
 Balm that flows for every wound ! 
 Peace that ever shall endure. 
 Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 
 
 42. FREDERICK, ll's. 
 
 Delay not, delay not; sinner, draw 
 near, 
 The waters of life are now flowing for 
 thee; 
 No price is demanded, the Saviour is here. 
 Redemption is purchased, salvation is 
 free. 
 
81NNEES INVITED AND EXHORTED. 37 
 
 Delay not, delay not ; why longer abuse 
 The love and compassion of Jesus, thy 
 God? 
 A fountain is opened — how canst thou re- 
 fuse 
 To wash and 1 e cleansed in his pardon- 
 ing blood ? 
 
 Delay not, delay not, sinner to come, 
 For mercy still lingers and calls thee to- 
 day ; 
 Her voice is not heard in the vale of the 
 tomb, — 
 Her message, unheeded, will soon pass 
 away. 
 
 Delay not, delay not ; the Spirit of grace, 
 
 Long grieved and resisted, may take its 
 
 sad flight; 
 
 And leave thee in darkness to finish thy 
 
 race, — 
 
 To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 
 
 43. GREENVILLE, 8, 7, 4, OB FOUNT. 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched. 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sore, 
 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 Full of pity, love and power : 
 
 He is able, 
 He is willing ; doubt no more. 
 
38 PEARLS FOB PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 Ho ! ye needy, come and welcome, 
 God's free bounty glorify ; 
 
 True belief and true repentance, 
 Every grace that brings us nigTi, 
 
 Without money, 
 Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 
 
 Let not conscience make you linger. 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 
 All the fitness he requireth, 
 Is to feel your need of him ; 
 
 This he gives you ; 
 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 
 
 Come, ye weary, heavy laden, 
 Lost and ruined by the fall ; 
 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 You will never come at all. 
 
 Not the righteous, 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 Agonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies; 
 
 On the bloody tree behold him ; 
 Hear him cry, before he dies ; 
 
 "It is finished!" 
 Sinner, will not this suflBce ? 
 
 Lo ! the incarnate God ascended, 
 Pleads the merits of his blood ; 
 Venture to him, venture wholly, 
 
SIHNERS INVITED AND EXHORTED. 39 
 
 Let no other trust intrude ; 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 44. PLEADING SAVIOUR, 8, 7. 
 
 Now the Saviour standeth pleading 
 
 At the sinner's bolted heart ; 
 Now in heav'n he's interceding, 
 
 Taking there the sinner's part : 
 
 Sinner ! can you hate this Saviour ? 
 
 Will you thrust him from your arms ? 
 Once he died through your behavior, 
 
 Now he calls you by his charms. 
 
 Sinner ! hear your God and Saviour, 
 Hear his gracious voice to-day, 
 
 Turn from all your vain behavior. 
 Oh ! repent, return, and pray ! 
 
 Now he's waiting to be gracious, 
 Now he stands and looks on thee : 
 
 See what kindness, love, and pity. 
 Shine around on you and me., 
 
 45. WARD. L. M. 
 
 Say, sinner, hath a voice within. 
 Oft whispered to thy secret soul; 
 Urged thee to leave the ways of sin, 
 And yield thy heart to God's control? 
 
40 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Hath something met thee in the path 
 
 Of worldliness and vanity, 
 
 And pointed to the coming wrath, 
 
 And warned thee from that wrath to flee T 
 
 Sinner, it was a heavenly voice, 
 It was the Spirit's gracious call ; 
 It bade thee make the better choice, 
 And hast to seek in Christ thine all. ■ 
 
 Spurn not the call to life and light ; 
 Regard in time the warning kind ; 
 That call thou mayst not always slight, 
 And yet the gate of mercy find. 
 
 God's Spirit will not always strive 
 With hardened, self-destroying man ; 
 Ye who persist his love to grieve, 
 May never hear his voice again. 
 
 Sinner, perhaps this very day. 
 Thy last accepted time may be ; 
 shouldst thou grieve him now away. 
 Then hope may never beam on thee. 
 
 46. WELTON. L. M. 
 
 Return, wanderer, return. 
 And seek an injured Father's face ; 
 Those warm desires that in thee burn, 
 Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 
 
SINNERS INVITEI^AKD EXHOETED. 41 
 
 Return, wanderer, return, 
 And seek a Father's melting heart; 
 His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 
 His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 
 
 Return, wanderer, return, 
 Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; 
 Go to his bleeding feet and learn 
 How freely Jesus can forgive. 
 
 Return, wanderer, return, 
 And wipe away the falling tear; 
 'Tis God who says, '-No longer mourn." 
 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 
 
 47. 
 
 Return, wanderer, to thy home, 
 Thy Father calls for thee ; 
 
 No longer now an exile roam 
 In guilt and misery. 
 
 Return, wanderer, to thy home, 
 
 'Tis Jesus calls for thee. 
 The Spirit and the bride say, Come ! 
 
 Oh now for refuge flee. 
 
 Return, wanderer, to thy home, 
 'Tis madness to delay: 
 
42 
 
 PEARLS FOR PLATER MEETINGS. 
 
 There are no pardons in the tomb, 
 And brief is mercy's day. 
 
 48. IOWA, OR KENTUCKY. S. M. 
 
 Now is th' accepted time, 
 
 Now is the day of grace ; 
 sinners ! come, without delay, 
 
 And seek the Saviour's face. 
 
 Now is th' accepted time. 
 The Saviour calls to-day ; 
 
 To-morrow it may be too late ; 
 Then why should you delay. 
 
 Now is th' accepted time. 
 The Gospel bids you come; 
 
 And every promise in his word, 
 Declares there yet is room. 
 
 Lord ! draw reluctant souls. 
 And melt them by thy love ; 
 
 Then will the angels speed their way, 
 To bear the news above. 
 
 49. BALERMA. C. M. 
 
 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast, 
 A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
 
SINNERS INVITED AND EXHORTED. 43 
 
 Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, 
 And make ti^is last resolve : 
 
 *' I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 
 
 High as a mountain rose ; 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in. 
 
 Whatever may oppose. 
 
 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 
 I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone 
 Without his sovereign grace. 
 
 "I'll to the gracious King approach. 
 Whose sceptre pardon give ; 
 
 Perhaps he may command my touch 
 And then the suppliant lives. 
 
 "Perhaps he will admit my plea, 
 Perhaps will hear my prayer; 
 
 But if I perish, I will pray 
 And perish only there. 
 
 " I can but perish if I go, 
 
 I am resolved to try ; 
 For if I stay away, I know 
 
 I must for ever die." 
 
 50. MARTYN, 7'S, DOUBLE, 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God your Maker asks you why ; 
 
44 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 God who did your being give, 
 Made you with himself to live, 
 He the fatal cause demands, 
 Asks the work of his own hands ; 
 Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
 "Will ye cross his love and die ? 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God your Saviour asks you why ; 
 He who did your souls retrieve, 
 Died himself that ye might live, 
 Will ye let him die in vain. 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 Why, ye rebel sinners, why 
 Will ye slight his grace and die ? 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God the Spirit asks you why ; 
 Many a time with you he strove, 
 Wooed you to embrace his love ; . 
 Will ye not his grace receive ? 
 Will ye still refuse to live ? 
 Why will ye for ever die, 
 ye guilty sinners, why ? 
 
 51. HORTON, OR FULTON. 7's. 
 
 Brotheb, hast thou wandered far 
 From thy Father's happy home, 
 
 With thyse"^lf and God at war ? 
 
 Turn thee, brother ; homeward come 
 
SINNERS INVITED AND EXHOETED. 45 
 
 Hast thou wasted all the powers 
 
 God for noble uses gave ? 
 Squandered life's most golden hours? 
 
 Turn thee, brother; God can save. 
 
 He can heal thy bitterest wound, 
 He thy gentlest prayer can hear ; 
 
 Seek him, for he may be found ; 
 Call upon him ; he is near. 
 
 52. OLNET. s. M. 
 
 The Spirit in our hearts, 
 
 Is whisp'ring, Sinner, Come; 
 The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims, 
 
 To all his children, Come. 
 
 Let him that heareth say 
 
 To all about him, Come ; 
 Let him that thirsts for righteousness, 
 
 To Christ, the fountain, come. 
 
 Yes, whosoever will, 
 
 Oh ! let him freely come, 
 And freely drink the stream of life, 
 
 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 
 
 Lo, Jesus, who invites, 
 
 Declares, I quickly come : 
 Lord, even so I we wait thy hour ; 
 
 blest Redeemer, come ! 
 
46 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 THE SINNER REPENTING. 
 53. PENITENT, OB WINDHAM. L. M. 
 
 Thou, that hear'st when sinners cry. 
 Though all my crimes before Thee lie, 
 Behold them not with angry look. 
 
 But blot their mem'ry from Thy book. 
 
 Create my nature pure within, 
 And form my soul averse to sin ; 
 Let Thy good Spirit ne'er depart. 
 Nor hide Thy presence from my heart, 
 
 1 cannot live without Thy light, 
 
 Cast out and banished from Thy sight ; 
 Thy holy joys, my God, restore. 
 And guard me that 1 fall no more. 
 
 Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord, 
 Thy help and comfort still aflford. 
 And let a wretch come near Thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of Thy Son. 
 
 54. PENITENT. L. M. 
 
 Stat, Thou insulted Spirit, stay ; 
 
 Though I have done Thee such despite, 
 Cast not the sinner quite away, 
 
 Nor take Thine everlasting flight. 
 
THE SINNER REPENTING. 47 
 
 Though I have most unfaithful beea 
 Of all, who e'er Thy grace received, 
 
 Ten thousajid times Thy goodness seen, 
 Ten thousand times Thy goodness 
 grieved : 
 
 Yet oh, the chief of sinners spare, 
 In honor of my great High Priest ; 
 
 Nor in Thy righteous anger swear, 
 I shall not see Thy people's rest. 
 
 If yet Thou canst my sins forgive, 
 E'en now, Lord, relieve my woes ; 
 
 Into Thy rest of love receive. 
 And bless me with a calm repose. 
 
 E'en now my weary soul release, 
 And raise me by Thy gracious hand ; 
 
 Guide me into Thy perfect peace. 
 And bring me to the promised land. 
 
 55. HARMONY GROVE. C. M. 
 
 Approach, my soul! the mercy seat. 
 Where Jesus answers prayer; 
 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 Thy promise is my only plea, 
 
 With this I venture nigh : 
 Thou callest burdened souls to thee, 
 
 And such, Lord ! am L 
 
48 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 
 
 By Satan sorely pressed, 
 By wars without and fears within, 
 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 .Be thou my shield and hiding-place. 
 
 That, sheltered near thy side, 
 I may my fierce accuser face, 
 
 And tell him — <'Thou hast died." 
 
 Oh! wondrous love, — to bleed and die, 
 To bear the cross and shame, 
 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 Might plead thy gracious name ! 
 
 56. AVON. c. M. 
 
 Mercy alone can meet my case, 
 
 For mercy, Lord, I cry ; 
 Jesus, Redeemer, show thy face 
 
 In mercy, or I die. 
 
 Save me, for none beside can save ; 
 
 At thy command I tread. 
 With failing steps, life's stormy wave ; 
 
 The wave goes o'er n#y head. 
 
 I perish, and my doom were just; 
 
 But wilt thou leave me ? — No ! 
 I hold thee fast, my hope, my trust ; 
 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
THE SIXNEE REPExNTIXG. 49 
 
 To thee, thee only will I cleave ; 
 
 Thy word is all my pica; 
 That word is truth, and I believe — 
 
 Have mercy, Lord, on rae. 
 
 57. OLMUTZ. 8. M. 
 
 Oh, whither should I go. 
 
 Burdened, and sick, and faint ? 
 
 To whom should I my troubles show 
 And pour out my complaint ? 
 
 My Saviour bids me come, 
 
 Ah, why do I delay ? 
 He calls the weary sinner home, 
 
 And yet from Him I stay. 
 
 What worldly tie must break. 
 
 What idol yet depart, 
 Which will not let the Saviour take 
 
 Possession of my heart? 
 
 Lord, break the fatal chain, 
 And all my bonds remove ; 
 
 Nor let one bosom sin remain 
 To keep me from Thy love. 
 
 58. WARD, OR ZEPHYR. J,. M. 
 
 With tearful eyes 1 look around, 
 Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; 
 4 
 
50 PEABLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Yet, 'mid the gloom, I hear a sound, 
 A heavenly whisper, " Come to me." 
 
 It tells me of a place of rest, 
 It tells me where my soul may flee ; 
 
 Oh f to the weary, faint, oppressed. 
 
 How sweet the bidding, "Come to me !" 
 
 Gh voice of mercy ! voice of love ! 
 
 In conflict, grief, and agony, 
 Support me, cheer me from above ! 
 
 And gently whispers, "Come to me." 
 
 I come ; all else must fail and die. 
 Earth has no resting-place for me ; 
 
 To Christ I lift my weeping eye, 
 Thou art my hope ; I come to Thee. 
 
 59. BALERMA, EVAN, OR RISSAH. 0. M. 
 
 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet 
 
 A guilty rebel lies. 
 And upwards to Thy mercy-seat 
 
 Presumes to lift his eyes. 
 
 If tears of sorrow would sufl&ce 
 
 To pay the debt I owe, 
 Tears should from both my weeping eyes 
 
 In ceaseless torrents flow. 
 
 But no such sacrifice I plead 
 To expiate my guilt ; 
 
THE SINNER REPENTING. 51 
 
 No tears but those which Thou hast shed. 
 No blood, but Thou hast spilt. 
 
 Think: of Thy sorrows, dearest Lord, 
 
 And all ra\' sin^ forgive ; 
 Justice will well approve the word 
 
 That bids the sinner live. 
 
 60. AVON. C. M. 
 
 Thou, whose tender mercy hears 
 
 Contrition's humble sigh, 
 Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears 
 
 From sorrow's weeping eye, — 
 
 See, low before Thy throne of grace, 
 
 A wretched wand'rer mourn ; 
 Hast Thou not bid me seek Thy face ? 
 
 Hast Thou not said — Return ? 
 
 And shall my guilty fears prevail 
 
 To drive me from Thy feet ? 
 let not this dear refuge fail, 
 
 This only safe retreat. 
 
 Absent from Thee, my Guide, my Light, 
 
 Without one cheering ray, 
 Through dangers, fears, and gloomy night, 
 
 How desolate my way. 
 
52 PEAKLS FOK PRAYEK MEETINGS- 
 
 shine on this benighted heart, 
 With beams of mercy shine ; 
 
 And let Thy heaMng voice impart 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 61. HORTON. 7*s. 
 
 Depth of mercy ! can there be 
 Mercy still reserved for me ? 
 Can my God his wrath forbear, 
 Me, the chief of sinners spare? 
 
 1 have long withstood his grace. 
 Long provoked him to his face, 
 Would not hear his gi'acions calls 
 Grieved him by a thousand falls. 
 
 There for me the Saviour stands, 
 Shows his wounds and spreads his hands : 
 God is love ! I know, I feel, 
 Jesus weeps and loves me still. 
 
 Lord, incline me to repent. 
 Let me now my fall lament, 
 Deeply my revolt deplore. 
 Weep, believe, and sin no more. 
 
 62. *'even me." p. m. 
 Lord, I hear the showers of blessing. 
 
 Thou art scattering full and free — 
 Showers, the thirsty land refreshing ; 
 Let some droppings fall on me — Even me. 
 
THE SIXNER EEPEXTIXO. 53 
 
 Pass me not, God, my Father! 
 
 Sinful though my heart may be ; 
 Thou might'st leave me, but the rather 
 
 Let thy mercy light on me I — Even me. 
 
 Pass me not, gracious Saviour ! 
 
 Let me live and cling to thee ; 
 For I'm longmg for thy favor ; 
 
 While thou'rt calling, call on me — Even 
 me. 
 
 Pass me not, mighty Spirit ! 
 
 Thou canst make ihe bfind to see ; 
 Witnesser of Jesus' merit ! 
 
 Speak some word of power to me — Even 
 me. 
 
 Have I long in sin been sleeping — 
 Long been slighting, grieving thee ? 
 
 Has the world my heart been keeping ? 
 forgive, and rescue me-! — Even me. 
 
 Love of God — so pure and changeless ; 
 
 Blood of Christ — so rich and free ; 
 Grace of God — so strong and boundless, 
 
 Magnify it all in me ! — Even me. 
 
 63. WAED. L. M. 
 
 Show -pity. Lord; Lord, forgive, 
 Let a repenting rebel live ; 
 Are not thy mercies large and free ? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee ? 
 
64 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 My crimes are great, but don't surpass 
 The power and glory of thy grace ; 
 Great God, thy nature hath no bound, 
 So let thy pardoning love be found. 
 
 ! wash my soul from every sin. 
 And make my guilty conscience clean ; 
 Here on my heart the burden lies, 
 And past offences pain my eyes. 
 
 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
 Against thy law ; against thy grace ; 
 Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, 
 I am condemned, but thou art clear. 
 
 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath 
 I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 Yet, save a trembling sinner, Lord, 
 Whose hope, still hovering round thy word. 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 64. HORTON, 7*8. 
 
 Jesus, save my dying soul, 
 
 Make the bi-nken spirit whole, 
 Humble in the dust I lie, — 
 Saviour, leave me not to die. 
 
THE SINNER REPENTING. 55 
 
 Jesus, full of every grace, 
 Now reveal Thj smiling face ; 
 Grant the joys of sin forgiv'n, 
 Foretaste of the bliss of heav*n. 
 
 All my guilt to Thee is known, 
 Thou art righteous, Thou alone ; 
 All my help is from Thy cross, 
 All beside I count but loss. 
 
 Lord in Thee I now believe. 
 Wilt Thou, wilt Thou not forgive! 
 Hplpless at Thy feet I lie, 
 Saviour, leave me not to die. 
 
 65. WARE (new.) l. m. 
 
 I WAS a traitor, doomed to die, 
 Bound to endure eternal pains ; 
 
 When Jesus saw me from on high. 
 
 Was moved by love, and broke my chains. 
 
 Did melting pity stoop so low. 
 
 The Lord of heaven pour out his blood, 
 To save our rebel-race from woe. 
 
 And be our Advocate with God ? 
 
 Infinite mercy ! boundless love ! 
 
 Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies! 
 The Son of God, his grace to prnve. 
 
 Hangs on a tree, and groans, and dies \ 
 
56 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETIMGS. 
 
 66. GANGES, C. P. M 
 
 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 
 My soul in bonds of guilt I found, 
 
 And knew not where to go; 
 
 Eternal truth did loud proclaim, 
 
 *' The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or sink to endless woe." 
 
 When to the law I trembling fled, 
 It poured its curses on my head, 
 
 I no relief could find ; 
 This fearful, truth increased my pain, 
 **The sinner must be born again," 
 
 And whelmed my tortured mind. 
 
 Again did Sinai's thunder roll, 
 And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast oppressive load ; 
 AlajS, I read and saw it plain, 
 ** The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or drink the wrath of God." 
 
 The saints I heard with rapture tell. 
 How Jesus conquered death and hell. 
 
 And broke the fowler's snare ; 
 Yet when I found this truth remain, 
 **The sinner musfbe born again," 
 
 I sunk in deep despair. 
 
THE SINNER REPENTING. C 
 
 But while I thus in anguish lay, 
 
 The gr!\cious Saviour passed this way, 
 
 And f(At his pity move ; 
 The siiin.T, by his justice slain, 
 Now by his grace is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 « 
 
 67. GANGES, C. P. X. 
 
 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 
 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, 
 
 Yet how insensible ! 
 A point of time, a moment's space, 
 Removes me to yon heavenly place, 
 
 Or shuts me up in hell. 
 
 God, my inmost soul convert. 
 And deeply on my thoughtless heart, 
 
 Eternal things impress; 
 Give me to feel their solemn weight, 
 And save me ere it be too late ; 
 
 Wake me to righteousness. 
 
 Before me place in bright array, 
 The pomp of that tremendous day. 
 
 When thou with clouds shalt come 
 To judge the nations at thy bar; 
 And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, 
 
 To meet a joyful doom ? 
 
68 PEARLS FOK PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Be this my one great business here, 
 With holy trembling, holy fear, 
 
 To make my calling sure ; 
 Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
 And suffer all thy righteous will, 
 
 And to the end endure. 
 
 Then, Satiour, then my soul receivef 
 Transported from this vale, to live 
 
 And reign with thee above ; 
 Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
 And hope, in full, supreme delight, 
 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 68. KENTUCKY. S. M. 
 
 And can I yet delay 
 
 My little all to give ? 
 To tear my soul from earth away, 
 
 My Jesus to receive ? 
 
 Nay, but I yield, I yield I 
 I can hold out no more : 
 
 I sink, by dying love compelled, 
 And own thee conqueror ! 
 
 Though late, I all forsake, 
 My friends, my all resign ; 
 
 Gracious Redeemer, take, oh take, 
 And seal me ever thine ! 
 
THE 9INXER REPEKTINO. 59 
 
 69. MISSIONARY HYMN, OR BEREA, 7, 6. 
 
 I LAY my sins on Jesus, 
 
 The spotless Lamb of God ; 
 He bears them all, and frees us 
 
 From the accursed load : 
 I bring my guilt to Jesus, 
 
 To wash my crimson stains 
 White in His blood most precious, 
 
 Till not a spot remains. 
 
 I lay my wants on Jesus, — 
 
 All fulness dwells in Him ; 
 He healeth my diseases. 
 
 He doth my soul redeem ; 
 I lay my griefs on Jesus, 
 
 My burdens and my cares; 
 He from them all releases, 
 
 He all my sorrows shares. 
 
 I long to be like Jesus, 
 
 Meek, loving, lowly, mild; 
 I long to be like Jesus, 
 
 The Father's holy child ; 
 I long to be with Jesus 
 
 Amid the heav'nly throng, 
 To sing with saints His praises, 
 
 And learn the angels' song. 
 
60 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 70. TELLIOT, OR HEBRON. L, M. 
 
 Just as I am, without one plea 
 But that Thy blood was shed for me, 
 -And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee, 
 Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 Just as I am, and waiting not 
 To rid my soul of one dark blot, 
 To Thee, whose blood can cleanse each 
 spot. 
 Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 Just as I am, though tossed about 
 With many a conflict, many a doubt, 
 Fightings within, and fears without, 
 Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind, — 
 Sight, riches, healing of the mind, 
 Yea all I need inThee to find, 
 Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 Just as I am. Thou wilt receive, 
 Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; 
 Because Thy promise I believe, 
 Lamb of God, I come. 
 
 71. AUTUMN, OR DORRANCE, 8, 7. 
 
 Take me, my Father, take me, — 
 Take me, save me, through Thy Son • 
 
THE SINNER BEPENTING. 
 
 61 
 
 That which Thou wouldst have me, make 
 me. 
 Let Thy will in me be done. 
 
 Long from Thee my footsteps straying, 
 Thorny proved the way I trod ; 
 
 Weary come I now, and praying — 
 Take me to Thy xove, my God. 
 
 Fruitless years with grief recalling, 
 
 Humbly I confess my sin ; 
 At Thy feet, Father, falling. 
 
 To Thy household take me in. 
 
 Freely now to Thee I proffer 
 
 This relenting hgart of mine ; 
 Freely, life and soul I offer, 
 
 Gift unworthy love like Thine. 
 
 Once the world's Redeemer, dying, 
 
 Bore our sins upon the tree ; 
 On that sacrifice relying. 
 
 Now I look in hope to Thee. 
 
 Father take me ! all forgiving, 
 Fold me to Thy loving breast; 
 
 In Thy love for ever living, 
 I must be for ever blest. 
 
62 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 72. ROCKBRIDGE, OR FOREST. L. M. 
 
 Here at thy cross, incarnate God, 
 I lay my soul beneath thy love ; 
 Beneath the droppings of thy blood, 
 Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove. 
 
 Not all that tyrants think or say, 
 With rage and lightning in their eyes; 
 Nor hell shall fright my heart away, 
 Should hell with all its legions rise. 
 
 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence, 
 Moveless and firm this heart should lie ; 
 Resolved, for that's my last defence, 
 If I must perish, there to die. 
 
 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear; 
 Am I not safe beneath thy shade ? 
 Thy vengeance will not strike me here. 
 Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 
 
 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood. 
 And all my foes shall lose their aim ; 
 Hosanna to my Saviour God, 
 And my best honors to his name. 
 
 73. COMING TO JESUS. 
 
 Saviour, listen to our prayer. 
 Poor and sinful though we are ; 
 
 Guilt confessing, give thy blessing, 
 Grant thy loving care. 
 
the conveeted sinxer. 63 
 
 Chorus. 
 O God our Father, Christ our King, 
 Now to thee our hearts we bring. 
 
 Keep them ever, blessed Saviour, 
 Till in heaven thy love we sing. 
 
 Strength is thine ; we often stray 
 From the pure and holy way; 
 
 Wilt thou guide us, walk beside us, 
 Nearer every day ? 
 
 Then may we, when life is o'er, 
 Stand with thee on yonder shore : 
 
 Freed from sinning, heaven winning, 
 Praising evermore. 
 
 THE CONVERTED SINNER. 
 
 74. HILLHUEST. C. M. D. 
 
 I HEARD the voice of .Jesus say. 
 
 Come unto Me and rest, — 
 Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 
 
 Thy head upon My breast : 
 I came to Jesus as I was. 
 
 Weary, and worn, and sad ; 
 I found in Him a resting-place, 
 
 And He has made me glad 
 
64 PEAKLS FOR PEATER MEETINGS. 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 I am this dark world's light, — 
 Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, 
 
 And all thy day be bright: 
 I looked to Jesus, and I found 
 
 In Him my Star, my Sun ; 
 And in that light of life I'll walk, 
 
 Till travelling days are done. 
 
 75. "I DO BELIEVE." 
 
 Father, I stretch my hands to thee ; 
 
 No other help I know ; 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
 Ah, whither shall I go ? 
 Chorus. 
 I do believe, I now believe 
 That Jesus died for me ; 
 And through his blood, his precious 
 blood. 
 I shall from sin be free. 
 
 What did thine only son endure 
 
 Before I drew my breath ! 
 What pain, what labor to secure 
 
 My soul from endless death ? 
 
 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary, longing eyes ; 
 
 may I now receive that gift; 
 
 My soul, without it dies. 
 
THE CONVERTED SIXKkR. 65 
 
 76. HILLnURST. C. M. T). 
 
 Jesus, Thou art the sinner's Friend, 
 
 As such I look to Thee ; 
 Now in the fulness of Thy love, 
 
 Lord, remember me : 
 Remember Thy pure word of grace, 
 
 Remember Calvary, 
 Remember all Thy dying groans ; 
 And then remember me. 
 
 Thou "Wondrous Advocate with God, 
 
 1 yield myself to Thee ; 
 
 While Thou art sitting on Thy throne. 
 Dear Lord, remember me ; 
 
 Lord, I am guilty, I am vile, 
 Bat Thy salvation's free ; 
 
 Then, in Thine all-abounding grace, 
 Dear Lord, remember me. 
 
 Howe'cr forsaken or distressed, 
 
 Howe'er oppressed I be, 
 Ilowe'er afflicted here on earth, 
 
 Do Thou remember me : 
 And when I close my eyes in death, 
 
 "When creature-helps all flee. 
 Then, my dear Redeemer, God, 
 
 I pray remember me. 
 6 
 
66 PEARLS FOR PRAY/iR MEETINGS. 
 
 77. WARE, (new.) L. M. 
 
 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, 
 He, whom I fixed my hopes upon; 
 His track I see, and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way, till him I view. 
 
 The way the holy prophets went, 
 The road that leads from banishment, 
 The King's highway of holiness 
 I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 This is the way I long have sought. 
 And mourned because I found it not ; 
 My grief and burden long have been, 
 Because I could not cease from sin. 
 
 The more I strove against its power, 
 I sinned and stumbled but the more, 
 Till late I beard my Saviour say, 
 ** Come hither, soul, I am the way." 
 
 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, 
 Shall take me to thee as I am : 
 Nothing but sin I thee can give. 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 78. roll!and. l. m. 
 
 Oh happy day, that fixed my choice 
 On Thee, my Saviour, and my God ! 
 
THE CONVBRTED SIXNEE. 67 
 
 Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
 And tell its raptures all abroad. 
 
 Oh, happy bond, that seals my vows 
 To Him who merits all my love ; 
 
 Let cheerful authems fill His house. 
 While to that sacred shrine I move. 
 
 'Tis done, the great transaction's done, 
 I am my Lord's, and He is mine: 
 
 He drew me, and I followed on, 
 Charmed to confess the voice divine. 
 
 High heaven, that heard the solemn vow, 
 That vow renewed shall daily hear ; 
 
 Till in life's latest hour I bow. 
 And bless in death a bond so dear. 
 
 79. AMAZING GRACE. C. M. 
 
 Amazikg grace ! how sweet the sound. 
 
 That saved a wretch like me ! 
 I once was lost, but now am found. 
 
 Was blind, but now I see. 
 
 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, 
 And grace my fears relieved : 
 
 How precious did that grace appear. 
 The hour I first believed ! 
 
 Through many dangers, toils and snares, 
 I have already come; 
 
68 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 'Tis grace that brought me safe thus far, 
 And grace will lead me home. 
 
 The Lord has promised good to me, 
 His word my hope secures ; 
 
 He will my shield and portion be, 
 As long as life endures. 
 
 And when this flesh and heart shall fail, 
 And mortal life shall cease ; 
 
 I shall possess, within the veil, 
 A life of joy and peace. 
 
 80. THE CONVERT. 6*8, 9*S. 
 
 How happy are they 
 
 Who the Saviour obey, 
 And have laid up their treasures above ! 
 
 what tongue can express 
 
 The sweet comfort and peace 
 Of «». soul in its earliest love ? 
 
 'Twas heaven below 
 
 My Redeemer to know. 
 And the angels could do nothing more. 
 
 Than to fall at his feet, 
 
 And the story repeat. 
 And the lover of sinners adore. 
 
 the rapturous height 
 Of that holy delight, 
 
THE CONVEBTBD SINNER. 69 
 
 Which I felt in the life giving blood ! 
 
 Of my Saviour possessed, 
 
 I was perfectly blest, 
 As if filled with the fulness of God, 
 
 Then, all the day long, 
 
 Was my Jesus my song, 
 And redemption through faith in his name; 
 
 that all might believe, 
 
 And salvation receive, 
 And their song and their joy be the same. 
 
 81. GANGES. C. p. M. 
 
 THOU that hear'st the prayer of faith ; 
 Wilt thou not save a soul from death, 
 
 That casts itself on thee ? 
 
 1 have no refuge of my own. 
 
 But fly to what my Lord has done 
 And suffered once for me. 
 
 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, 
 His spotless righteousness I plp«id, 
 
 And his atoning blood : 
 Thy righteousness my robe shall be, 
 Thy merit shall avail for me. 
 
 And bring me near to God. 
 
 Then snatch me from eternal death, 
 The spirit of adoption breathe, 
 His consolation send : 
 
70 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 By hirn some word of life impart, 
 And sweetly whisper to my heart, 
 "Thy Maker is thy Friend." 
 
 The king of terrors then would be 
 A welcome messenger to me, 
 
 To bid me come away: 
 Unclogged by earth, or earthly things, 
 I'd mount, I'd fly with eager wings. 
 
 To everlasting day. 
 
 82. MARTYN. 7'S DOUBLE. 
 
 People of 'the living God, 
 I have sought the world around. 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 Peace and comfort no where found : 
 Now to you my spirit turns. 
 Turns a fugitive unblest; 
 Brethren, where your altar burns, 
 ! receive me into rest. 
 
 Lonely, I no longer roam. 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave; 
 "Where you dwell shall be my home, 
 Where you die shall be my grave ; 
 Mine the God whom you adore, 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine. 
 Earth can fill my soul no more. 
 Every idol I resign. 
 
THE COXVEETED SINNER. 71 
 
 Tell me not of gain or loss, 
 Ease, enjoyment, pomp or power, 
 Welcome poverty and cross, 
 Shan>e, reproach, affliction's hour: 
 *" Follow me ;" I know thy voice ; 
 Jesus, Lord, thy steps I see ; 
 Now I take thy yoke, by choice ; 
 Light thy burden now to me. 
 
 83. BALERMA, OR AZMON. C M. 
 
 How sad our state by nature is ! 
 
 Our sin how deep it stains I 
 And Satan binds our captive minds 
 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
 But there's a voice of sovereign grace 
 Sounds from the sacred word : 
 
 "Hoi ye despairing sinners, come. 
 And trust upon the Lord." 
 
 My soul obeys the almighty call. 
 
 And runs to this relief: 
 I would believe thy promise, Lord, 
 
 help my unbelief. 
 
 To the dear fountain of thy blood, 
 
 Incarnate God, I fly : 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul, 
 
 From crimes of deepest die. 
 
72 PEAELS FOE PKAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, 
 
 My reigning sins subdue ; 
 Drive the old dragon from his seat, 
 
 With all his hellish crew. 
 
 A guilty, weak and helpless worm. 
 
 On thy kind arms I fall : 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness. 
 
 My Jesus and my all. 
 
 84. EVAN. c. M. 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 
 
 Nor to defend his cause, 
 Maintain the honor of his word. 
 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
 Jesus, my God, I know his name. 
 
 His name is all my trust; 
 Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 Firm as his throne his promise stands, 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands. 
 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 
 Then will he own my worthless name, 
 
 Before his Father's face, 
 And in the new Jerusalem, 
 
 Appoint my soul a place. 
 
THE CONVERTED SINNEE. 73 
 
 85. HEBRON. L. M. 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
 A mortal man ashamed of thee ? 
 Ashamed of thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days ! 
 
 Ashamed of Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star ; 
 He sheds the beams of light divine, 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon 
 Let midnight be ashamed of noon; 
 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
 Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 
 
 Ashamed of Jesus ! that dear friend 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend I 
 No, when I blush, be this my shame- 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 Ashamed of Jesus ! Yes I may, 
 When I've no guilt to wash away, 
 No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then, I boast a Saviour slain : 
 And may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not ashamed of me. 
 
74 PEARLS FOB PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 
 86. ROCKINGHAM. L. M. 
 
 Ah wretclied souls who strive in vain, 
 Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin ; 
 A nobler toil may I sustain, 
 A nobler satisfaction win. 
 
 May I resolve with all my heart, 
 With all my powers to serve the Lord ; 
 Nor from his precepts e'er depart, 
 Whose service is a rich reward. 
 
 ! be his service all my joy! 
 Around let my example shine, 
 'Till others love the blest employ, 
 And join in labors so divine. 
 
 Be this the purpose of my soul. 
 My solemn, my determined choice. 
 To yield to his supreme control, 
 And in his kind commands rejoice. 
 
 ! may I never faint nor* tire, 
 Nor wandering leave his sacred ways: 
 Great God^ accept my soul's desire, 
 And give me strength to live thy praise. 
 
CHBISTIAX EXPERIENCE. 75 
 
 87. ROCKINGHAM OR DUNLAP's CREEK. 
 0. M. 
 
 Wren, Thing from the bed of death, 
 O'erwhelmed with guilt and fear, 
 
 T see my Maker face to face, 
 how shall I appear ? 
 
 If yet while pardo-n may be found, 
 
 And mercy may be sought, 
 My heart with inward horror shrinks, 
 
 And trembles at the thought ; 
 
 When thou, Lord, shalt stand disclosed, 
 
 In majesty severe, 
 And sit in judgment on my soul, 
 
 how shall I appear? 
 
 Yet never shall my soul despair 
 
 Her pai'don to procure, 
 Who knows thine only son has died, 
 
 To make her pardon sure. 
 
 88. 
 
 CONWAY. C. M. 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs, 
 With angels round the throne; 
 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues 
 But all their joys are one. ' 
 
76 PEARLS FOB PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 "Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, 
 
 *' To be exalted thus," 
 ** "Worthy the Lamb," our lips reply, 
 
 "For he was slain for us." 
 
 Let all that dwell above the sky, 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 
 Conspire to lift thy glories high, 
 And speak thine endless praise. 
 
 The whole creation join in one, 
 To bless the sacred name 
 
 Of Him who sits upon the throne, 
 And to adore the lamb. 
 
 89. EVAN, OB ORTONVILLE. C. 
 
 ! FOR a closer walk with God, 
 A calm and heavenly frame ; 
 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 Where is the blessedness I knew 
 When first I saw the Lord ? 
 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and his word ? 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 
 
 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed, 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 
 But they have left an aching void, 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 Return, holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest; 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 The dearest idol I have known, • 
 
 What e'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne. 
 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 90. ELLIOT. 8, 6. 
 
 My God, my Father, while I stray 
 Far from my home, on life's rough way, 
 Oh teach me from my heart to say, 
 " Thy will, Lord, be done !" 
 
 If but my fainting heart be blest 
 With Thy sweet Spirit for its guest, 
 My God, to Thee I leave the rest ; 
 "Thy will, Lord, be done !" 
 
 Renew my will from day to day; 
 Blend it with Thine, and take away 
 
78 TEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 What e'er now makes it hard to say, 
 " Thy will, Lord, be done !" 
 
 91. HERMON. C. M. 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above, 
 That have obtained the prize; 
 
 And on the eagle wings of love, 
 To joy celestial rise. 
 
 Let saints below his praises sing, 
 
 With those to glory gone ; 
 For all the servants of our King, 
 
 In heaven and earth, are one. 
 
 One family, we dwell in him, 
 One church above, beneath ; 
 
 Though now divided by the stream 
 The narrow stream of death. 
 
 One army of the living God, 
 To his commands we bow ; 
 
 Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
 92. NO SORROW THERE. C. M., OE 
 
 ST. THOMAS. 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds 
 Our hearts in Christian love ; 
 
 The fellowship of kindred minds, 
 Is like to that above. 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 79 
 
 Before our Father's throne 
 We pour our ardent prayers : 
 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 We share our mutual woes, 
 
 Our mutual burdens bear, 
 And often for each other flowa 
 
 The sympathizing tear. 
 
 When we asunder part, 
 
 It gives us inward pain ; 
 But we shall still be joined in heart, 
 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way ; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 
 And longs to see the day, 
 
 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 
 And sin we shall be free ; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign, 
 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 93. AVON. 0. M. 
 
 How oft, alas! this wretched heart 
 Has wandered from the Lord ! 
 
 How oft my roving thoughts depart, 
 Forgetful of his word I 
 
80 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Yet sovereign mercy calls, " Return," 
 Dear Lord, and may I come ? 
 
 My vile ingratitude I mourn : 
 take the wanderer home. 
 
 And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive, 
 And bid my ciimes remove ? 
 
 And shall a pardoned rebel live 
 To speak thy wondrous love ? 
 
 Almighty grace, thy healing power. 
 
 How glorious, how divine ! 
 That can to life and bliss restore 
 
 So vile a heart as mine. 
 
 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, 
 
 Dear Saviour, I adore ; 
 keep me at thy sacred feet, 
 
 And let me rove no more. 
 
 &4. CHRISTMAS, ZERAH, OR MAITLAND. C. M. 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb, 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 Must I be carried to the skies, 
 
 On flowery beds of ease ; 
 While others fouglit to win the prize. 
 
 And sailed through bloody seas ? 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPEXIEXCE. 81 
 
 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this dark world a friend to grace, 
 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 
 
 Increase my courage, Lord ; 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, 
 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 95. KEDEEMINO LOVE. 7*8. 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer prayer; 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Therefore will not say thee nay. 
 
 Thou art coming to a King, 
 Large petitions with thee bring ; 
 For his grace and power are such, 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 With my burden I begin. 
 Lord, remove this load of sin ; 
 Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, 
 Set jxa conscience free from guilt. 
 
 Lord, I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast ; 
 There thy blood-bought right maintain, 
 And without a rival reign. 
 6 
 
82 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 96. GOLDEN HILL. S. M. 
 
 Jesus, who knows full well 
 The heart of every saint ; 
 
 Invites us all our griefs to tell, 
 To pray and never faint. 
 
 He bows his gracious ear, 
 We never plead in vain : 
 
 Yet we must wait till he appear, 
 And pray, and pray again. 
 
 Though unbelief suggest. 
 Why should we longer wait ? 
 
 He bids us never give him rest, 
 But be importunate. 
 
 Jesus the Lord will hear 
 His chosen when they cry, 
 
 Yes, though he may a while forbear. 
 He'll help them from on high. 
 
 97. LAB AN. s. M. 
 
 Mt soul, be on thy guard. 
 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; • 
 
 And hosts of sins are pressing hard, 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 watch, and fight, and pray, 
 The battle ne'er give o'er; 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPEKIE^CE. ^3 
 
 Renew it boldly every day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 Ne'er think the victory won, 
 
 Nor once at ease sit down ; 
 Thy arduous work will not be done, 
 
 'Till thou hast got the crown. 
 
 Fight on, my soul, till death 
 Shall bring thee to thy God ; 
 
 He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, 
 Up to his blest abode. 
 
 98. EEDBEMINQ LOVE. 7's. ORWESLBT. 
 
 I WAS a wand'ring sheep, 
 
 I did not love the fold, 
 I did not love my Shepherd's voice, 
 
 I would not be controlled ; 
 I was a wayward child, 
 
 I did not love my home, 
 I did not love my Father's voice, 
 
 I loved afar to roam. 
 
 The Shepherd sought His sheep, 
 
 The Father sought His child. 
 He followed me o'er vale and hill, 
 
 O'er deserts waste and wild ; 
 He found me nigh to death, 
 
 Famished, faint, and lone ; 
 He bound me with the bauds of love, 
 
 He saved the wand'ring one. 
 
84 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Jesus my Shepherd is, 
 
 'Twas He that loved my soul, 
 Twas He that washed me in His blood, 
 
 'Twas He that made me whole ; 
 'Twas He that sought the lost, 
 
 That found the wand'ring sheep, 
 Twas He that brought me to the fold, — 
 
 'Tis He that still doth keep. 
 
 No more a wand'ring sheep, 
 
 I love to be controlled, 
 I love my tender Shepherd's voice, 
 
 I love the peaceful fold ; 
 No more a wayward child, 
 
 I seek no more to roam, 
 I love my heav'nly Father's voice,— 
 
 I love, I love His home. 
 
 99. REDEEMING LOVE. T'S. 
 
 'Tfs a point I long to know, 
 Oft it causes anxious thought; 
 
 Do I love the Lord, or no ? 
 Am I his, or am I not ? 
 
 If I love, why am I thus ? 
 
 Why this dull and lifeless frame ? 
 Hardly, sure, can they be worse. 
 
 Who have never heard his name ? 
 
 Could my heart so hard remain. 
 Prayer a task and burden prove, 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 85 
 
 Every trifle give me pain, 
 If I knew a Saviour's love ? 
 
 When I turn my eyes within, 
 All is ilark, and vain, and wild : 
 
 Filled with unbelief and sin, 
 Can I deem myself a child ? 
 
 If I pray, or hear, or read. 
 
 Sin is mixed with all I do ; 
 You who love the Lord indeed, 
 
 Tell me — is it thus with you? 
 
 Yet T mourn my stubborn will. 
 Find my sin a grief and thrall ; 
 
 Should I grieve for what I feel, 
 If I did not love at all ? 
 
 Lord, decide the doubtful case. 
 Thou who art thy people's Sun: 
 
 Shine upon thy work of grace, 
 If it be indeed begun. 
 
 100. AUTUMK. 8, 7, D. 
 
 Holt Father, Thou hast taught us 
 We should live to Thee alone ; 
 
 Year by year. Thy hand hath brought us, 
 On through dangers oft unknown. 
 
 When we wandered, Thou hast found us, — 
 When we doubted, sent us light ; 
 
8b PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Still Thine arm has been around us, 
 All our paths were in Thy sight. 
 
 In the world will foes assail us, 
 
 Craftier, stronger far than we ; 
 And the strife shall never fail us 
 
 Well we know, before we die. 
 Therefore, Lord, we come believing 
 
 Thou canst givethepow'r we need, 
 Through the pray'r of faith receiving 
 
 Strength, the Spirit's strength, indeed. 
 
 We would trust in Thy protecting. 
 
 Wholly rest upon Thine arm ; 
 Follow Avholly Thy directing, 
 
 Thou our only guard from harm ; 
 Keep us from our own undoing, 
 
 Help us turn to Thee when tried ; 
 Still our footsteps, Father, viewing, 
 
 Keep us ever at Thy side. 
 
 101. CROSS AND CROWN. C. M, 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone, 
 And all the world go free ? 
 
 No, there's a cross for every one, 
 And there's a cross for me. 
 
 The-consecrated cross I'll bear, 
 Till death shall set me free ; 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPLRIE.NCE. 87 
 
 And then go home my crown to wear, 
 For there's a crown for me, 
 
 Before the great, the heavenly throne, 
 
 And Jesus' pierced feet, 
 Joyful I'll cast ray golden crown, 
 
 And His dear name repeat. 
 
 precious cross ! glorious crown ! 
 
 resurrection day! 
 Let angels from Thy throne come down, 
 
 And bear my soul away. 
 
 102. DORBANCE. 8, 7. 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, 
 Which before the cross I spend, 
 
 Life, and health, and peace possessing, 
 From the sinner's dying Friend. 
 
 Here I'll sit for ever viewing 
 
 Mercy stream in streams of blood ; 
 
 Precious drops, my soul bedewino-, 
 Plead and claim my peace with God. 
 
 Tmly blessed is this station, 
 
 Low before his cross to lie; 
 While I see divine compassion 
 
 Floating in his languid eye. 
 
 Here it is I find my heaven. 
 While upon the cross I gaze ; 
 
5 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Love T much ? I'm much forgiven, 
 I'm a miracle of grace. 
 
 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 With my tears, his feet I bathe ; 
 
 Constant still in faith abiding, 
 Life deriving from his death. 
 
 103. SWANWICK, OR CHRISTMAS. 0. M. 
 
 To our Redeemer's glorious name 
 
 AAvake the sacred song ; 
 may His love — immortal flame — 
 
 Tune every heart and tongue. 
 
 For us He left His throne on high, 
 Left the bright realms of bliss, 
 
 And came on earth to bleed and die — 
 Was ever love like this ? 
 
 •Dear Lord, while we adoring pay 
 
 Our humble thanks to Thee, 
 May every heart with rapture say, — 
 *' The Saviour died for me." 
 
 may the sweet, the blissful theme 
 Fill every heart and tongue, 
 
 Till strangers love Thy charming name, 
 And join the sacred song. 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 89 
 
 104. LOVING-KINDNESS. L. M. 
 
 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 And sing my great Redeemer's praise, 
 He justly claims a song from thee ; 
 His loving kindness, ! how free. 
 
 He saw me ruined in the fall, 
 Yet loved me, notwithstanding all; 
 He saved me from my lost estate ; 
 His loving kindness, ! how great ! 
 
 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along ; 
 His loving kindness, ! how strong I 
 
 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud. 
 Has gathered thick, and thundered loud, 
 He near my soul has always stood : 
 His loving kindness, 1 how good ! 
 
 Often I feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Saviour to depart; 
 But though I oft have him forgot, 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale. 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; 
 0, may my last expiring breath. 
 His loving kindness sing in death. 
 
90 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 105. CHRISTMAS. C. M. 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, 
 
 And press with vigor on ; 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 A cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey ; 
 Forget the steps already trod, 
 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 *Tis God's all animating voice, 
 That calls thee from on high ; 
 
 ^Tis his own hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye. 
 
 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee. 
 
 Have I my race begun ; 
 And, crowned with victory, at thy feet 
 
 I'll lay my honors down. 
 
 106. REDEEMING LOVE. 7'g. 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme, 
 Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; 
 Ye, who his salvation prove, 
 Triumph in redeeming love. 
 
 Ye, who see the Father's grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
 
CURISTIAN EXPKRIENCK. 91 
 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 Mourning souls, dry up your tears; 
 Banish all your guilty fears ; 
 See your guilt and curse remove, 
 Cancelled by redeeming love. 
 
 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
 Willing slaves to death and sin, 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop and taste redeeming love. 
 
 Welcome all, by sin oppressed. 
 Welcome to his sacred rest ; 
 Nothing brought him from above, 
 Ngthing but redeeming love. 
 
 107. BEZA. 7, 6, 8, 
 
 Lamb of God ! whose bleeding love 
 
 We now recall to mind, 
 Send the answer from above. 
 
 And let us mercy find ; 
 Think on us who think on Thee, 
 
 And ev'ry burdened soul release ; 
 Oh remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 By Thine agonizing pain 
 And bloody sweat, we pray, — 
 
92 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 By Thy dying love to man, 
 
 Take all our sins away ; 
 Burst our bonds, and set us free, 
 
 From all i-^iquity release ; 
 Oh remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 Let Thy blood, by faith applied, 
 
 The sinner's pardon seal , 
 Own us freely justified, 
 
 And all our sickness heal: 
 By Thy passion on the tree. 
 
 Let all our griefs and troubles cease : 
 Oh remember Calvary, 
 
 And bid us go in peace. 
 
 J,08. AUTUMN, 7, 8. D. 
 
 Jesus, I niy cross have taken. 
 
 All to leave and follow thee ; 
 Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, 
 
 Thou from hence my All shall be ; 
 Let the world neglect and leave me ; 
 
 They have left my Saviour too ; 
 Human hopes have oft deceived me; 
 
 Thou art faithful, thou art true. 
 
 Perish, earthly fame and treasure, 
 Come disaster, scorn, and pain ; 
 
 In thy service, pain is pleasure ; 
 With thy favor, loss is gain : 
 
OHKISTIAN EXPERIEXCE. 93 
 
 'tis not in grief to harm me, 
 While thy bleeding love I see ; 
 
 'tis not in joy to charm me, 
 When that love is hid from me. 
 
 109. MOTTIXGHILL. C. M. 
 
 My God! my Father! blissful name! 
 
 Oh I may I call thee mine ? 
 May I with sweet assurance claim 
 
 A portion so divine? 
 
 This only can my fears control, 
 
 And bid my sorrows fly ; 
 What harm can ever reach my soul 
 
 Beneath my Father's eye ? ' 
 
 What e'er thy providence denies, 
 
 I calmly would resign : 
 For thou art good and just, and wise, 
 
 Oh I bend my will to thine. 
 
 WTiat e'r thy sacred will ordains. 
 Oh ! give me strength to bear; 
 
 Let me but know my Father reigns. 
 And trust his tender care. 
 
 110. HERMON, OR NOTTIXGHILL. C. H. 
 
 ! HOW I love thy holy law ! 
 'Tis daily my delight : 
 
94 PBAKLS FOR PRATER MEET/NGS. 
 
 And thence ray meditations draw 
 Divine advice by night. 
 
 My waking eyes prevent the day 
 
 To meditate thy word : 
 My soul with longing melts away, 
 
 To hear thy gospel, Lord. 
 
 Thy heavenly words my heart engage, 
 And well employ my tongue, 
 
 And in my tiresome pilgrimage 
 Yield me a heavenly song. 
 
 Am I a stranger, or at home, 
 
 'Tis my perpetual feast ; 
 Not honey dropping from the comb 
 
 So much allures the taste. 
 
 No treasures so enrich the mind ; 
 
 Nor shall thy word be sold 
 For loads of silver well refined. 
 
 Nor heaps of choicest gold. 
 
 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 
 
 Thy promises of grace 
 Are pillars to support my hope ; 
 
 And there I write thy praise. 
 
 111. JESUS IS MINE. 
 
 Fade, fade each earthly joy, 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 95 
 
 Break every tender tie, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Dark is the wilderness, 
 Earth has no resting-place, 
 Jesus alone can bless, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
 Tempt not my soul away, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Here would I ever stay, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Perishing things of clay, 
 Born but for one brief day, 
 Pass from my heart away, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
 Farewell, ye dreams of night, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Lost in the dawning light, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 All that my soul has tried, 
 Left but a dismal void, 
 Jesus has satisfied, 
 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
 Farewell mortality, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Welcome eternity, 
 
 Jesus is mine ; 
 Welcome, loved and blest. 
 Welcome, sweet scenes of rest, 
 
96 PEAKLS FOR PRAYKR MEETINGS. 
 
 Welcome my Saviour's breast, 
 Jesus is mine. 
 
 112. GIVE. C. M. 
 
 The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want, 
 
 He makes me down to lie 
 In pastures green : he leadeth me 
 
 The quiet waters by. 
 
 My soul he doth restore again, 
 
 And me to walk doth make 
 "Within the paths of righteousness, 
 
 Even for his own name's sake. 
 
 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale 
 
 Yet will I fear no ill ; 
 For thou art with me, and thy rod 
 
 And staff me comfort still. 
 
 My table thou hast furnished 
 
 In presence of my foes ; 
 My head thou dost with oil anoint. 
 
 And my cup overflows. 
 
 Goodness and mercy all my life, 
 
 Shall surely follow me : 
 And in God's house forevermore 
 
 My dwelling place shall be. 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 97 
 
 113. NAOMI. C. M. 
 
 Mt times of sorrow and of joy, 
 
 Great God are in thy hand ; 
 AH my enjoyments come from thee, 
 
 And go at thy command. 
 
 Lord shouldst thou withhold them all, 
 
 Yet would I not repine : 
 Before they were by me possessed. 
 
 They were entirely thine. 
 
 Nor would I drop a murmuring word, 
 
 If all the world were gone, 
 But seek substantial happiness. 
 
 In thee and thee alone. 
 
 114. NAOMI, OR NOTTINGHILL. C. M. 
 
 God of Bethel, by whose hand 
 
 Thy people still are fed ; 
 "Who through this weary pilgrimage. 
 
 Hast all our fathers led ; 
 
 Our vows, our prayers, we now present 
 Before thy throne of grace : 
 
 God of our fathers be the God 
 Of their succeeding race. 
 
 Through each perplexing path of life, 
 Our wandering footsteps guide ; 
 7 
 
98 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETIN<J3. 
 
 Give US each day our daily bread, 
 And raiment fit provide. 
 
 spread thy covering wings around, 
 Till all our wanderings cease, 
 
 And at our Father's loved abode 
 Our souls arrive in peace. 
 
 Such blessings from thy gracious hand 
 Our humble prayers implore ; 
 
 And thou shalt be our chosen God, 
 And portion evermore. 
 
 115. JtOSEBANK. 8, 7, 4. 
 
 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us ; 
 
 Much we need thy tender care ; 
 In thy pleasant pastures feed us ; 
 
 For our use thy folds prepare: 
 lJ:Blssed! JesuB Blessed Jesus! 
 
 Thou hast bought us, thine we are. : |[ 
 
 Thou hast promised to receive us. 
 Poor and sinful though we be ; 
 
 Thou hast mercy to relieve us, 
 
 Grace to cleanse, and power to free : 
 
 Blessed Jesus ! Blessed Jesus ! 
 Let us early turn to thee. 
 
 Early let us seek thy favor ; 
 
 Early let us learn thy will ; 
 Do thou, Lord, our only Saviour, 
 
CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 99 
 
 With thy love our bosoms fill; 
 
 Blessed Jesus! Blessed Jesus! 
 Thou hast loved us, — love us still. 
 
 116. FOUNT. 8, 7, D. 
 
 Come, Thou Fount of every blessing, 
 
 Tune my heart to sing Thy grace ; 
 Streams of mercy never ceasing. 
 
 Call for songs of loudest praise; 
 Teach me some melodious sonnet. 
 
 Sung by flaming tongues above ; 
 Praise the mount, — fix me on it, — 
 
 Mount of God's unchanging love. 
 
 Here I raise my Ebenezer, 
 
 Hkher by Thy help I'm come ; 
 And I hope, by Thy good pleasure, 
 
 Safely to arrive at home ; 
 Jesus eought me when a stranger, 
 
 Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
 He, to rescue me from danger. 
 
 Interposed with precious blood. 
 
 Oh to grace how great a debtor. 
 
 Daily I'm constrained to be ! 
 Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter, 
 
 Bind my wand'ring heart to Thee : 
 Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it, 
 
 Prone to leave the God I love ; 
 Here's my heart. Lord, take and seal it, — 
 
 Seal it from thy courts above, 
 
100 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 117. AUTUMN. 8, 7, D. 
 
 Gently, Lord, ! gently lead us, 
 
 Through this lonely vale of tears ; 
 Through the changes thou 'st decreed us. 
 
 Till our last great change appears. 
 When Temptation's darts assail us, 
 
 When in devious paths we stray, 
 Let thy goodness never fail us, 
 
 Lead us in thy perfect way. 
 
 In the hour of pain and anguish, 
 
 In the hour when death draws near, 
 Suffer not our hearts to languish, 
 
 Suflfer not our souls to fear. 
 And when mortal life is ended, 
 
 Bid us in thine arms to rest, 
 Till by angel bands attended, 
 
 We awake among the blest. 
 
 EVENING.. 
 
 118. BROWN, OR MARLOW. 0. M. 
 
 I LOVE to steal awhile away 
 From every cumbering care ; 
 
 And spend the hours of setting day, 
 In humble, grateful prayer. 
 
 I love in solitude to shed 
 The penitential tear, 
 
101 
 
 And all his promises to plead, 
 . Where none but God can hear. 
 
 I love to think on mercies past, 
 
 And future good implore, 
 And all my cares and sorrows cast 
 
 On him whom I adore. 
 
 I love by faith to take a view 
 Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 
 
 The prospect does my strength renew, 
 While here by tempests driven. 
 
 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 
 May its departing ray 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
 119. GIVE. c. M. 
 
 Dread Sov'reign let my evening song 
 
 Like holy incense rise ; 
 Assist the offerings of my tongue 
 
 To reach the lofty skies. 
 
 Through all the dangers of the day 
 Thy hand was still my guard ; 
 
 And still to drive my wants away 
 Thy mercy stood prepared. 
 
 Perpetual Messings from above 
 Encompassed me around ; 
 
102 PEAELS FOR PRAYER MEETIKGS. 
 
 But oh how few returns of love 
 Has my Creator found ! • 
 
 What have I done for Him who died 
 
 To save my wretched soul ? 
 How are my follies multiplied, 
 
 Fast as my minutes roll ! 
 
 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine 
 
 To Thy dear cross I flee, 
 And to Thy grace my soul resign, 
 
 To be renewed by Thee. 
 
 120. AUTUMN, OR ERITH. 8, 7. 
 
 Saviour, breathe aa evening blessing. 
 
 Ere repose our spirits seal : 
 Sin and want we come confessing. 
 
 Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 
 Though destruction walk around us, 
 
 Though the arrow near us fly. 
 Angel-guards from thee surround us, 
 
 We are safe if thou art nigh. 
 
 Though the night be dark and dreary, 
 
 Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 
 Thou art he who, never weary, 
 
 Watchest where thy people be. 
 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, 
 
 And our couch become our tomb, 
 May the morn, in heaven awake us, 
 
 Clad in light and deathless bloom. 
 
MISSIONAEY. 103 
 
 MISSIONARY 
 
 121. HARWELL. 8, 7, DOUBLE, OB 
 TELLEMANN 
 
 Sion's King shall reign victorious, 
 All the earth shall own his sway ; 
 
 He will make his kingdom giorious, 
 He shall reign through endless day. 
 
 Nations, now from God estranged, 
 Then shall see a glorious light ; 
 
 Night to day shall then be changed, 
 Heaven shall triumph in the sight. 
 
 See the ancient idols falling, 
 
 Worshipped once, but now abhorred, 
 
 Men on Sion's King are calling, 
 Sion's King by all adored. 
 
 Then shall Israel long dispersed, 
 Mourning seek their Lord and God, 
 
 Look on him whom once they pierced. 
 Own and kiss the chastening rod. 
 
 Then shall Israel all be saved, 
 War and tumult then shall cease, 
 
 While the greater Son of David 
 Rules a conquered world in peace. 
 
 Mighty King, thine arm revealing, 
 Now thy glorious cause maintain ; 
 
104 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Bring the nations help and healing, 
 Make them subject to thy r^ign ! 
 
 122. HARWELL. 8, 7, DOUBLE. 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Sion, city of our God ; 
 He whose word cannot be broken. 
 
 Formed thee for his own abode: 
 On the rock of ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 With Salvation's walls surrounded, 
 
 Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 
 
 See the streams of living waters, 
 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
 
 And all fear of want remove. 
 Who can faint while such a river 
 
 Ever flows their thirst to assuage ; 
 Grace, which like the Lord, the giver, 
 
 Never fails from age to age ? 
 
 Round each habitation hoveriLg, 
 
 See the cloudandfire appear. 
 For a glory and a covering, 
 
 Showing that the Lord is near; 
 Thus deriving from their banner, 
 
 Liglit by night, and shade by day; 
 Safe they feed upon the manna, 
 
 Which he gives them, when they pray. 
 
MISSIONARY. 105 
 
 123. MISSIONARY HYMN. 7, 6. 
 
 Feom Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where A trie's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand, 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown, 
 The heathen, in their blindness, 
 
 Bow down to wood and stone. 
 
 Shall we, whose souls are lighted, 
 
 With wisdom from on high. 
 Shall we, to men benighted. 
 
 The lamp of life deny? 
 Salvation, salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learned Messiah's name. 
 
106 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 124, MISSIONARY HYMN. 7, 6. 
 
 Hail to the Lord's Anointed ! 
 
 Great David's greater Son ! 
 Hail in the time appointed, 
 
 Thy reign on earth begun ! 
 Thou com'st to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free, 
 To take away transgression, 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 Kings shall fall down' before Thee 
 
 And gold and incense bring, 
 All nations shall adore Thee, 
 
 TLy praise all people sing ; 
 For Thou shalt have dominion 
 
 O'er river, sea, and shore, 
 Far as the eagle's pinion 
 
 Or dove's light wing can soar. 
 
 O'er every foe victorious 
 
 Thou on Thy throne shall rest, 
 From age to age more glorious. 
 
 All-blessing and all-blest; 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 Thy covenant remove ; 
 Thy name shall stand for ever, 
 
 That name to us is Love, 
 
MISSIONART. 107 
 
 125. ANVERN, OR MIODOL. L. M. 
 
 Soon may the last glad song arise 
 Through all the millions of the skies — 
 That song of triumph which records 
 That all the earth is now the Lord's! 
 
 Let thrones and powers and kingdoms be 
 Obedient, mighty God, to thee ! 
 And, over land, and stream, and main, 
 Wave thou the sceptre of thy reign ! 
 
 let that glorious anthem swell, 
 Let host to host the triumph tell, 
 That not one rebel heart remains, 
 But over all the Saviour reigns ! 
 
 126. ANVEBK. L. M. 
 
 Triumphant Zion I lift thy head 
 From dust, and darkness, and the dead ! 
 Though humbled long — awake at length, 
 And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. 
 
 J*ut all thy beauteous garments on, 
 And let thy excellence be known: 
 Decked in the robes of righteousness, 
 The world thy glories shall confess. 
 
 No more shall foes unclean invade, 
 And fill thy hallowed walls with dread : 
 
108 PEARLS FOR PRATIIR MEETINGS. 
 
 No more shall hell's insulting host 
 Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 
 
 Crod, from on high, has heard thy prayer ; 
 His hand thy ruins shall repair : 
 Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 
 To guard thee in eternal peace 
 
 127. MISSIONARY HYMN. 7, 6. 
 
 Now be the gospel banner 
 
 In every land unfurled ; 
 And be the shout, hosanna! 
 
 Re-echoed through the world; 
 Till every isle and nation, 
 
 Till every tribe and tocgue, 
 Receive the great salvation, 
 
 And join the happy throng. 
 
 What though the embattled legions 
 
 Of earth and hell combine! 
 His arm throughout their regions, 
 
 Shall soon resplendent shine : 
 Ride on, Lord, victorious ; 
 
 Immanuel, Prince of peace, 
 Thy triumph shall be glorious ! 
 
 Thy empire still increase. 
 
 Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, 
 Jesus, King of kings ; 
 
im 
 
 Thy light, thy love, thy favor, 
 Each ransomed captive sings ; 
 
 The isles for thee are waiting. 
 The deserts learn thy praise ; 
 
 The hills and valleys greeting, 
 The song responsive raise. 
 
 DEATH. 
 
 128 
 
 ! FOR the death of those 
 
 "Who slumber in the Lord ! 
 be, like theirs, my last repose, 
 
 Like theirs my last reward ! 
 
 Their bodies in the ground 
 
 In silent hope may lie. 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sonnd 
 
 Shall call them to the sky. 
 
 Their ransomed spirits soar, 
 On wings of faith and love, 
 
 To meet the Saviour they adore, 
 And reign with him above. 
 
 With us their names shall live 
 Through long succeeding years, 
 
 Embalmed with all our hearts can give, 
 Our praises and our tears. 
 
110 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 for the death of those 
 
 Who slumber in the Lord ! 
 be, like theirs, my last repose, 
 
 Like theirs my last reward ! 
 
 129. NAOMI. c. M. 
 
 HEARwhat the voice from heaven proclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead ; 
 Sweet is the savor of their names, 
 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 They die in Jesus, and are blest ; 
 
 How calm their slumbers are ! 
 From sufferings and from sin released, 
 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 They're present with the Lord ; 
 
 The labors of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. 
 
 130. HAMBURG, OR REST. L. M. 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
 Take this new treasure to thy trust, 
 And give these sacred relics room, 
 To slumber in the silent dust. 
 
 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
 Invades thr bounds— no mortal woes 
 
DEATH. Ill 
 
 Can reach the peaceful slpeper here, 
 While angels watch his soft repose. 
 
 So Jesus slept, God's dying Son 
 
 Passed through the grave, and blessed the 
 
 bed ; 
 Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 
 The morning break, and pierce the shade. 
 
 Break frpm his throne, illustrious mom, 
 Attend, earth, his sovereign word; 
 Restore thy trust — a glorious form 
 Shall then arise to meet the Lord. 
 
 131. ZEPHTB. L. M. 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies ! 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest. 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes, 
 How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 
 
 So fades a summer cloud away. 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er ; 
 
 So gently shuts, the eye of day, 
 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 A holy quiet reigns around, 
 A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
 Nothing disturbs that peace profound, 
 Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 
 
112 PEARLS FOR PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, 
 Where lights and shades alternate dwell; 
 How bright the unchanging morn appears ! 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 
 
 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, 
 Light from its load the spirit flies ; 
 While heaven and earth combine to say, 
 ♦' How blest the righteous when he dies !** 
 
 132. NAOMI. C. M. 
 
 Life is a span, a fleeting hour, 
 
 How soon the vapor flies ! 
 Man is a tender, transient flower, 
 
 That e'en in blooming dies. 
 
 Death spreads his withering, wintry arms. 
 
 And beauty smiles no more ; 
 Ah ! where are now those rising charms, 
 
 Which pleased our eyes before ? 
 
 That once loved form,- now cold and dead, 
 Each mournful thought •employs ; 
 
 We weep, our earthly comforts fled. 
 And withered all our joys. 
 
 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, 
 
 When what we now deplore, 
 Shall rise in full, immortal prime, 
 
 And bloom to fade no more. 
 
DEATH. 113 
 
 Cease, then, fond nature, cease thy tears ,• 
 
 The Saviour dwells on high : 
 There everlasting spring appears, 
 
 There joys shall never die. 
 
 133. NOTTTNGHILL. C. M. 
 
 Alas 1 how changed that lovely flower. 
 Which bloomed and cheered my heart; 
 
 Fair, fleeting comfort of an hour, 
 How soon we're called to part ! 
 
 And shall my bleeding heart arraign 
 That God, whose ways are love ; 
 
 Or vainly cherish anxious pain 
 For her who rests above ? 
 
 No I — let me rather humble pay 
 
 Obedience to his will. 
 And with my inmost spirit say, 
 
 "The Lord is righteous still." 
 
 From adverse blasts, and lowering storms, 
 
 ITer favored soul he bore ; 
 And with yon bright, angelic forms. 
 
 She lives to die no more. 
 
 Why should I vex my heart, or fast ? 
 
 No more she'll visit me; 
 My soul will mount to her at last 
 
 And there my child I'll see. 
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114 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Prepare me, blessed Lord, to share 
 The bliss <hy people prove ; 
 
 Who round thy glorious throne appear, 
 And dwell in perfect love. 
 
 134. DUNLAP'S CREEK. C. M. 
 
 That awful day will surely come, 
 Th' appointed hour makes haste, 
 
 When I must stand before my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart, 
 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the word, "Depart?" 
 
 wretched state of deep despair, 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station, where 
 I must not taste his love. 
 
 Jesus, I throw my arms around. 
 And hang upon thy breast; 
 
 Without a gracious smile from thee. 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
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 HEAVEN. 
 135. WORLD OF LIGHT. IRR. M. 
 
 TuKRE is a beautiful world, 
 
 Where saints and angels sing, 
 
 A world where peace and pleasure reign. 
 
 And heavenly praises ring. 
 
 We'll be there, we'll be there. 
 
 Palms of victory, crowns of glory, we 
 
 shall wear, 
 In that beautiful world on high. 
 
 There is a beautiful world, 
 
 Where sorrow never comes; 
 
 A world where tears shall never fall, 
 
 In sighing for our home. 
 
 We'll be there, we'll be there, &c. 
 
 There is a beautiful world. 
 Unseen to mortal sight; 
 And darkness never enters there ; 
 That home is fair and bright. 
 We'll be there, we'll be there, &.c. 
 
 There is a beautiful world. 
 
 Of harmony and love ; 
 
 may we safely enter there, 
 
 And dwell with God above. 
 
 We'll be there, we 11 be there, &c. 
 
116 PEARLS FOR PAAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 136. MELROSE. C. M. 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 
 Where saints immortal reign ; 
 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 There everlasting spring abides, 
 And never withering flowers ; 
 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, 
 Stand dressed in living green ; 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood. 
 While Jordan rolled between. 
 
 But timorous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross this narrow sea ; 
 And linger, shivering on the brink, 
 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 could we make our doubts remore, 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
 
 And see the Canaan that we love 
 With unbeclouded eyes : 
 
 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold 
 flood, 
 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
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 137. "NO SORROW THERE," OB, 
 "NEARER HOME." S. M. 
 
 Far from my heavenly home, 
 Far from my Father's breast. 
 
 Fainting, I cry, " Blest Spirit, come 
 And speed me to thy rest I" 
 
 Chorus. 
 ,,: There'll be no sorrow there ::[J 
 In heaven abov«, where all is love, — 
 There'll be no sorrow thwe. 
 
 Upon the willows long 
 
 My harp has silent hung; 
 How should I sing a cheerful song, 
 
 Till thou inspire my tongue ? 
 
 My Spirit homeward turns, 
 And fain would thither flee : 
 
 My heart, Zion, droops and yearns, 
 When I remember thee. 
 
 To thee, to thee I press — 
 A dark and toilsome road ; 
 
 When shall I pass the wilderness, 
 And reach the saints' abode ? 
 
 God of my life, be near ; 
 
 On thee my hopes I cast: 
 guide me through the desert here, 
 
 And bring me home at last ! 
 
118 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 138. .SHINING SHORE. 8, 7. 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly by, 
 
 And I, a pilgrim stranger, 
 Would not detain them as they fly, 
 
 These hours of toil and danger : 
 For oh, we stand on Jordan's strand, 
 
 Our friends are passing over, 
 And just before, the shining shore 
 
 We may almost discover. 
 
 We'll gird otfr loins, my brethren dear, 
 Our distant home discerning ; 
 
 Our absent Lord has left us word, 
 Let every lamp be burning ; 
 
 For oh, we stand, &c. 
 
 Should coming days be cold and dark. 
 We need not cease our singing ; 
 
 That perfect rest naught can molest, 
 When angel harps are ringing ; 
 
 For oh, we stand, &c. 
 
 Let sorrow's rudest tempest blow. 
 
 Each cord on earth to sever ; 
 Our King. says, "Come," and there's our 
 home, 
 
 For ever, oh, for ever 1 
 For oh, we stand, &c. 
 
119 
 
 139. LOOKING HOME. 
 
 Ah I this heart is void and chill, 
 
 'Mid earth's noisy thronging; 
 For my Father's mansions still 
 Earnestly is longing. 
 
 Looking home, looking home, 
 Tow'rds the heavenly maiisions 
 Jesus hath prepared for me, 
 In his Father's kingdom. 
 
 Soon the glorious day will dawn, 
 Heavenly pleasures biiuging; 
 
 Night will be exchanged fur morn. 
 Sighs give place to singing. 
 Looking home, &c. 
 
 Oh ! to be at home again, 
 All for which we're sighing, 
 
 From all earthly want and pain 
 To be swiftly flying. 
 Looking home, &c. 
 
 With this load of sin and care. 
 Then no longer bending, 
 
 But with waiting angels there 
 On our soul attending. 
 Looking home, &c. 
 
 Blessed home, oh I blessed home, 
 All for which we're sighing, 
 
120 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Soon our Lord will bid us come 
 To our Father's kingdom. 
 Looking home, &c. 
 
 140. BROWN, c. M. 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
 
 Name ever dear to me ! 
 When shall my labors have an end, 
 
 In joy, and peace, and thee ? 
 
 When shall these eyes thy heaven-built 
 
 walls 
 And pearly gates behold ? 
 Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, 
 And streets of shining gold? 
 
 when, thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend. 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 
 And Sabbaths have no end ? 
 
 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, 
 
 Nor sin nor sorrow know : 
 Blest seats, through rude and stormy 
 scenes, 
 
 I onward press to you. 
 
 Why should I shrink at pain and woe, 
 
 Or feel at death, dismay? 
 I've Canaan's goodly land in view, 
 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
HEAVEN. 121 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
 
 My soul still pants for thee ; 
 Then shall my labors have an end, 
 
 When I thy joys shall see. 
 
 141. MELROSE. C. M. 
 
 When I can read my title clear, 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid fare-well to every fear, 
 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 Should earth against my soul engage. 
 
 And hellish darts be hurled, 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 Let cares like a wild deluge come. 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall ; 
 May I but safely reach my home, 
 
 My God, my heaven, my all. 
 
 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 
 Across my peaceful breast, 
 
 142. XEAEEE HOME. S. M. 
 
 One sweetly solemn thought 
 
 Comes to me o'er and o'er : 
 Nearer my home am I to-day 
 
 Than e'er I have been before. 
 Choeus. — There'll be no sorrow there. 
 
122 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MBETIJJGS, 
 
 Nearer my Father's house 
 
 Where m my mansions be ; — 
 Nearer my Saviour's great white throne ; 
 
 Nearer the crystal sea ; — 
 
 Nearer to reach the end 
 
 And lay my burden down j 
 Nearer to leave my weary cross ; 
 
 Nearer to wear my crown. 
 
 But through that gloomy vale 
 Where all is shade and night, 
 
 Flows on the deep and unknown stream- 
 Between me and the light. 
 
 Father, perfect my trust ; 
 
 Strengthen my trembling faith ; 
 Help me and hold me, when my feet 
 
 Stand on the brink of death. 
 
 143. BETHANY. 6, 4. 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee. 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 E'en though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me, 
 Still all my song shall be. 
 Nearer, my God, to thee* 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 * Repeat the sixth line. 
 
123 
 
 Though a lone wfinderer, 
 
 The sun gone down, 
 Darkness be over me, 
 
 Pillowed on stone. 
 Yet in my dreams I'd be 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 There let the way appear 
 Steps up to heav'n, — 
 
 All that thou sendest me 
 In mercy giv'n, — 
 
 Angels to beckon me 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 Then, with my waking thoughts 
 Bright with thy praise, 
 
 Out of my stony griefs 
 Bethel I'll raise ; 
 
 So by my woes to be • 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
 Or, if on joyful wing 
 
 Cleaving the sky. 
 Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 
 Upward I fly, 
 Still all my song shall be. 
 Nearer, my God, to thee. 
 
 Nearer to thee. 
 
124 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 144. BETHANY. 6, 4 
 
 I'm but a stranger here, 
 
 Heav'n is my home ; 
 Earth is a desert drear, 
 
 Heav'n is my home ; 
 Dangers and sorrows stand 
 Round me on every hand, 
 Heav'n is my Father-land, 
 
 Heav'n is my home. 
 
 What though the tempests rage^ 
 
 Heav'n is my home ; 
 Short is my pilgrimage, 
 
 Heav'n is my home; 
 And time's vrild wintry blast 
 Soon will be overpast, 
 I shall reach home at last, — 
 
 Heav'n is my home. 
 
 Therefore I murmur not, 
 
 Heav'n is my home ; 
 What e»er my earthly lot, 
 
 Heav'n is my home ; 
 And I shall surely stand 
 There at my Lord's right hand; 
 Heav'n is my Father-land,— 
 
 Heav'n is my home. 
 
125 
 
 145. NO SORROW THERE. S, M. 
 
 Oh sing to me of heaven, 
 
 When I am called to die ; 
 Sing songs of holy ecstasy 
 
 To waft my soul on high. 
 
 Chorus. — There'll be no sorrow there. 
 
 When cold and sluggish drops 
 
 Roll off my marble brow, 
 Break forth in sounds of joyfulness; 
 
 Let heaven begin below. 
 
 When the last moments come, 
 
 Oh watch my dying face, 
 To catch the bright seraphic gleam 
 
 Which o'er my features plays. 
 
 Then to my raptured ear 
 
 Let one sweet song be given ; 
 
 Let music charm me last on earth, 
 And greet me first in heaven. 
 
 146. "SWEET LAND OF REST." IRR. M. 
 
 Sweet land of rest, for thee I sigh, 
 When will the moment come, 
 
 That I shall lay my armor by, 
 And dwell with Christ at home? 
 
 Chorus. 
 Home, home, sweet, sweet home! 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
126 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 No tranquil joys on earth 1 know, 
 No peaceful sheltering home; 
 
 This world 's a wilderness of woe, 
 This world is not my home. 
 
 To Jesus Christ I sought for rest. 
 He bade me cease to roam, 
 
 But fly for succor to his breast, 
 And he'd conduct me home. 
 
 When, by affliction sharply tried, 
 I viewed the gaping tomb, 
 
 Although I dread death's chilling tide, 
 Yet still I sighed for home. 
 
 Weary of wandering round and round 
 This vale of sin and gloom, 
 
 I long to leave th' unhallowed ground, 
 And dwell with Christ at home. 
 
 147. NO SORROW THERE. S. M. 
 
 Far from these scenes of night 
 
 Unbounded glories rise, 
 And realms of joy and pure delight 
 
 Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
 Chorus. 
 II : There'll be no sorrow there :|| 
 In heaven above, where all is love, 
 There'll be no sorrow there. 
 
HEAVES. 12* 
 
 Fair land I — could mortal eyes 
 But half its charms explore, 
 
 How would our spirits long to rise, 
 And dwell on earth no more. 
 
 No cloud those regions know 
 Realms ever bright and fair; 
 
 For sin the source of mortal woe, 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 may the prospect fire 
 
 Our hearts with ardent love, 
 
 Till wings of faith, and strong desire, 
 Bear every thought above. 
 
 148 THAT BEAUTIFUL LAND. IRR. M. 
 
 A BEAUTIFUL land by faith I see, 
 A land of rest from sorrow free. 
 The home of the ransomed, bright and 
 
 fair, 
 And beautiful angels too are there. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Will you go ? Will you go ? 
 Go to that beautiful land with me ? 
 Will you go ? Will you go ? 
 Go to that beautiful land ? 
 
 That beautiful land, the city of light, 
 It ne'er has known the shades of night : 
 
]28 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 The glory of God, the light of day 
 Hath driven the darkness far away. 
 
 In vision I see its streets of gold, 
 Its beautiful gates I too behold, 
 The river of life, the crystal sea, 
 The ambrosial fruit of life's fair tree. 
 
 The heavenly throng arrayed in white, 
 In rapture range the plains of light ; 
 And in one harmonious choir they praise 
 Their glorious Saviour's matchless grace. 
 
 149. GOING HOME. IRE. M. 
 
 My heavenly home is bright and fair, 
 Nor pain nor death can enter there ; 
 Its glittering towers the sun outshine ; 
 That heavenly mansion shall be mine. 
 
 Chorus. 
 Will you go ? Will you go? 
 Go to that heavenly home with me? 
 Will you go ? Will you go ? 
 Go to that heavenly home? 
 
 My Father's house is built on high, 
 Far, far above the starry sky : 
 When from this earthly prison free, 
 That heavenly mansion mine shall be. 
 
 Let others seek a home below. 
 
 Which flames devour, or waves o'erflow; 
 
HEAVEN. 129 
 
 Be mine the happier lot to own 
 
 A heavenly mansion near the throne. 
 
 Then fail this earth, let stars decline, 
 And sun and moon refuse to shine, 
 All nature sink and cease to be, 
 That heavenly mansion stands for me. 
 
 150. BEULAH. IRR. M. 
 
 There is a happy land 
 
 Far, far away. 
 Where saints in glory stand, 
 
 Bright, bright as day ; 
 Oh, how they ^^weetly sing, 
 Worthy is our Saviour King, 
 Loud let his praises ring, 
 
 Praise, praise for aye. 
 
 Come to that happy land, 
 
 Come, come away ; 
 Why will ye doubting stand, 
 
 Why still delay? 
 Oh, we shall happy be, 
 When, from sin and sorrow free, 
 Lord, we shall live with Thee, 
 
 Blest, blest for aye. 
 
 Bright, in that happy land. 
 
 Beams every eye ; 
 Kept by a Father's hand. 
 
 Love cannot die. 
 9 
 
130 r7AELS FOR PEAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Oh then to glory run, 
 Be a crown and kingdom won ; 
 And bright above the sun, 
 We reign for aye. 
 
 151. AYRSHIRE. 8, 7. 
 
 Brightly gleams a holy radiance 
 
 Round that undiscovered land, 
 Where immortal hopes are anchored. 
 
 And immortal joys expand ; 
 And that radiance pure and heav'nly, 
 
 All undimraed by earthly bl'ght, 
 Is the shadow of Thy glory, — 
 
 Thine the fountain of all light. 
 
 Darkness flees away before Thee, 
 
 Sun and stars no more can shine, 
 And the angels who adore Thee 
 
 Bow beneath those rays divine ; 
 And through all the glorious city 
 
 Thine is undivided might, — 
 Thou its pow'r, and life, and glory, 
 
 Thou the temple and the light. 
 
 Angel harps, Thy praise attuning, 
 Sing thy wondrous love to man ; 
 
 Countless millions glad are shouting 
 God Almighty and the Lamb! 
 
 The redeemed of every nation 
 *' Walk in light " with the I AM, 
 
131 
 
 Ami the shining hosts cry glory, 
 God Almighty and the Lamb I 
 
 152. "NEARER HOME." 8. M. 
 
 " For ever with the Lord !" 
 
 Amen. So let it be ; 
 Life from the dpad is in that word, 
 
 'Tis immortality. 
 Here in the body pent, 
 
 Absent from him I roam, 
 Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, 
 
 A day's march nearer home. 
 
 Nearer home, nearer home, 
 
 A day's march nearer home. 
 
 My Father's house on high, 
 Home of my soul, how near. 
 
 At times to faith's forseeing eye, 
 Thy golden gates appear. 
 Here in the body pent, &c. 
 
 Ah ! then my spirit faints 
 To reach the land I love, — 
 
 The bright inheritiince of saints, 
 Jerusalem above 
 
 Here in the body pent, &c. 
 
 " For ever with the Lord !" 
 — Father, if 'tis thy will, 
 
132 PEARLS FOB PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 The promise of that faithful word 
 Even here to me fulfil. 
 
 Here in the body pent, &c. 
 
 153. GREENVILLE, OR DISMISSION. 
 
 8, 7, 4. 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, 
 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace, 
 Let us each, thy love possessing. 
 Triumph in redeeming grace ; 
 
 refresh us. 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 Thanks we give and adoration, 
 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound, 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound ; 
 
 May thy presence 
 With us evermore be found. 
 So, whenever the signal's given, 
 
 Us from earth to call away ; 
 Borne on angels' wings to heaven. 
 Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, 
 
 May we ready, 
 Rise and reign in endless day. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 THE LORD'S DAY, THE CHURCH, AND 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 154. LISBON. S. M. 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, 
 
 That saw the Lord arise, 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 
 And these rejoicing eyes. 
 
 The King Himself comes near, 
 And feasts His Saints to-day ; 
 
 Here we may sit, and see Him here. 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 One day amidst the place 
 
 Where my dear God hath been, 
 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 My willing soul would stay 
 
 In such a frame as this. 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 155. CHRISTMAS, or COLCHESTER. CM. 
 
 Blest morning I whose first dawning lir;ht 
 Beheld our rising God ; 
 
 133 
 
134 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 That saw Him triumph o'er the dust, 
 And leave His last abode. 
 
 To Thy great name, almighty Lord, 
 
 These sacred hours we pay, 
 And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
 
 The triumph of the day 
 
 In the cold prison of the tomb, 
 
 The dear Redeemer lay. 
 Till the revolving skies had brought 
 
 The third, the appointed day. 
 
 Hell and the grave unite their force, 
 
 To hold our God, in vain ; 
 The sleeping Conqueror arose. 
 
 And burst their feeble chain. 
 
 Salvation and immortal praise 
 
 To our victorious King ! 
 Let heaven and earth, and rocks and seas, 
 
 With glad hosannas ring. 
 
 156. LENOX, OR LISCHER. H. M. 
 
 Welcome, delightful morn, 
 
 Thou day of sacred rest, 
 We hail thy kind return. 
 
 Lord, make these moments blessed; 
 From the low train of mortal toys 
 We soar to reach immortal joys. 
 
THE lord's day, AC. 135 
 
 Now may the King descend, 
 And fill His throne of grace ; 
 
 Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, 
 
 While saints address Thy face ; 
 
 Let sinners feel Thy quickening word. 
 
 And learn to know and fear the Lord. 
 
 Descend, celestial Dove, 
 
 With all Thy quickening powers, 
 Disclose a Saviour's love. 
 
 And bless these sacred hours ; 
 Then shall our souls new life obtain, 
 Nor Sabbaths be bestowed in vain. 
 
 157. HEBRON, OE WARE, (gOLD's). L. M. 
 
 Another six d-^ys' work is done, 
 Another Sabbath is begun ; 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
 Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 
 
 that our thoughts and thanks may rise 
 As grateful incense to the skies. 
 And draw from heaven that sweet repose, 
 Which none but he, that feels it knows. 
 
 This heavenly calm within the breast 
 Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
 Which for the church of God remains, 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
i36 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 In holy duties let the day, 
 In holy pleasures pass away ; 
 How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end! 
 
 158. ROCKBRIDGE, OR FOREST. L. M. 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 Fain would my eyes my Saviour see, 
 I wait a visit, Lord, from Thee. 
 
 warm my heart with holy fire, 
 And kindle there a pure desire : 
 Come, my dear Jesus, from above. 
 And feed my soul with heavenly love. 
 
 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare, 
 How sweet Thine entertainments are! 
 Never did angels taste above 
 Reueeming grace and dying love. 
 
 X59. HALL, OR OLNEY. S. M. 
 
 How charming is the place. 
 Where my Redeemer God 
 
 Unveils the beauties of His face, 
 And sheds His love abroad ! 
 
 Here on the mercy-seat. 
 
 With radiant glory crowned. 
 
 Our joyful eyes behold Him sit, 
 And smile on all around. 
 
THE lord's day, AC. 137 
 
 To Him their prayers and cries 
 All humbled souls present; 
 
 He listens to the broken sighs, 
 And grants them all they want. 
 
 To them His sovereign will 
 
 He graciously imparts. 
 And in return accepts with smiles 
 
 The tribute of their hearts. 
 
 Give me, Lord, a place 
 
 Within Thy blest abode. 
 Among the children of Thy grace 
 
 The servants of my God. 
 
 160. 
 
 I LOVE Thy kingdom. Lord, 
 The house of Thine abode. 
 
 The church our blest Redeemer saved 
 With His own precious blood. 
 
 Hove Thy church, God! 
 
 Her walls before Thee stand, 
 Dear as the apple of Thine eye, 
 
 And graven on Thy hand. 
 
 For her my tears shall fall, 
 For her my prayers ascend, 
 
 To her my cares and toils be given 
 Till toils and cares shall end. 
 
138 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Beyond my highest joy 
 
 I prize her heavenly ways 
 Her sweet ouimunion, solemn vows. 
 
 Her hymns of love and praise. 
 
 161. LENOX. H. H. 
 
 Lord of the worlds above, 
 
 How pleasant and how fair 
 The dwellin,2:< of Thy love, 
 Thy earthly temples are ; 
 To Thine abode 
 My heart aspires, with warm desires 
 To see my God. 
 
 happy souls that pray, 
 
 Where God appoints to hear! 
 happy men that pay 
 
 Their constant service there! 
 They praise thee still ; 
 And happy they, that love the way 
 To Zion's hill. 
 
 They go from strength to strength, 
 Through this dark vale of tears. 
 Till each arrives at length, 
 Till each in heaven appears; 
 glorious seat. 
 When God our King shall thither bring 
 Our willing feet! 
 
 To spend one sacred day 
 Where God and saints abide, 
 
THE lord's day, ±c. 139 
 
 AflFords diviner joy 
 
 Thau thousand days beside ; 
 
 Where God resorts, 
 I love it more to keep the door. 
 
 Than shine in courts. 
 
 162, HOWARD OR CHRISTMAS. C. M. 
 
 Arisf, King of grace, arise, 
 
 Anl enter to Thy rest ; 
 Ln : Thy church waits with longing eyes 
 
 Thus to be owned and blest. 
 
 Enter with all Thy glorious train, 
 
 Thy Spirit and Thy word ; 
 All that the ark did once contain 
 
 Could no such grace afford. 
 
 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, 
 Here let Thy praise be spread, 
 
 Bless the provisions of Thy house, 
 And fill Thy poor with bread. 
 
 Here let the Son of David reign, 
 
 Let God's Anointed shine, 
 Justice and truth His court maintain, 
 
 With love and power divine. 
 
 Here let Him hold a lasting throne. 
 
 And as His kingdom grows. 
 Fresh honors shall adorn His crown. 
 
 And shame confound His foes. 
 
1-40 PEARLS FOB PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 163. MARLOW, OB DTJNLAP'S CBEEK. C. M. 
 
 Dear Shepherd of Thy people, here 
 
 Tby presence now display ; 
 As Thou hast given a place for prayer, 
 
 So give uis hearts to pray. 
 
 Show us some token of Thy love, 
 
 Our fainting hope to raise, 
 And pour Thy blessing from above. 
 
 That we may render praise. 
 
 Within these walls let holy peace, 
 And love and concord dwell ; 
 
 Here give the troubled conscience ease, 
 The wounded spirit heal. 
 
 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 
 
 The humbled mind be^iow, 
 And shine upon us from on high, 
 
 To make our graces grow. 
 
 May we in faith receive Thy word. 
 In faith present our prayers. 
 
 And in the presence of our Lord, 
 Unbosom all our cares. 
 
 And may the gospel's joyful sound, 
 
 Enforced by mighty grace. 
 Awaken many sinners round, 
 
 To come and fill the place. 
 
GOSPEL MINISTRY. 141 
 
 GOSPEL MINISTRY. 
 
 164. OLD HUNDRED, OR PARK STREET. 
 L. M. 
 
 "Go, preach my gospel," saith the Lord, 
 " Bid the whole earth My grace receive ; 
 
 He shall be saved who trusts My word, — 
 He shall be dammed that won't believe. 
 
 "I'll make your great commission known, 
 And ye shall prove My gospel true, 
 
 By all the works that I have done, 
 By all the wonders ye shall do. 
 
 "Go, heal the sick, go, raise the dead, 
 Go, cast out devils in My name ; 
 
 Nor let My prophets be afraid, 
 
 Though Greeks reproach, and Jews blas- 
 pheme. 
 
 " Teach all the nations My command, — 
 I'm with you till the world shall end; 
 
 All pow.er is trusted to My hands, 
 I can destroy, and can defend." 
 
 He spake, and light shone round His head ; 
 
 On a briglit cloud to heaven He rode: 
 They to the farthest n.itions spread 
 
 The grace of their ascended God. 
 
142 PEARLS FOE PRATER MEETINGS. 
 
 165. ST. THOMAS. S. U. 
 
 How beauteous are their feet, 
 
 Who stand on Sion's hill, 
 Who bring salvation on their tongues, 
 
 And words of peace reveal. 
 
 How charming is their voice! 
 How sweet their tidings are ! 
 " Sion, behold thy Saviour King, 
 He reigns and triumphs here." 
 
 How happy are our ears, 
 That hear this joyful sound, 
 
 Which kings and prophets waited for, 
 And sought but never found ! 
 
 How blessed are our eyes. 
 That see this heavenly light ! 
 
 Prophets and kings desired it long, 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 The watchmen join their voice, 
 And tuneful notes employ, 
 
 Jerusalem breaks forth in songs. 
 And deserts learn the joy. 
 
 Lord, make bare Thine arm 
 Through all the earth abroad; 
 
 Let every nation now behold 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
143 
 
 MORNING. 
 166. SILVER STREET. S. M. 
 
 Behold, the morning sun 
 
 Bc'gins hi? glorious way, 
 His beams through all the nations run, 
 
 And life and light convey. 
 
 But, wjiere the gospel comes, 
 
 It spreads diviner light ; 
 It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
 
 And gives the blind their sight. 
 
 How perfect is Thy word. 
 And all Thy judgments just; 
 
 For ever sure Thy promise. Lord, 
 And men securely trust. 
 
 My gracious God, how plain 
 
 ■Are Thy directions given ! 
 Oh may I never read in vain. 
 
 But find the path to heaven. 
 
 I hear Thy word with love. 
 
 And I would fain obey ; 
 Send Thy good Spirit from above 
 
 To guide me, test I stray. 
 
144 PEARLS FOB PEAYER MEETINGS. 
 167. EVAN, OR MELODY. C. M. 
 
 Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear 
 
 My voice ascending high ; 
 To Thee will i direct luy prayer, 
 To Thee lift up mine eye : 
 
 Up to the hills where Christ is gone 
 To plead for all His saints, 
 
 Presenting at His Father's throne 
 Our songs and our complaints. 
 
 Thou art a God before whose sight 
 The wicked shall not stand ; 
 
 Sinners shall ne'er be Thy delight, 
 Nor dwell at Thy right hand. 
 
 But to Thy house will I resort. 
 To taste Thy mercies there ; 
 
 I will frequent Thy holy court, 
 And worship in Thy fear. 
 
 Oh may Thy Spirit guide my feet 
 In ways of righteousness ; 
 
 Make every path of duty straight 
 And plain before my face. 
 
 THE BIBLE. 
 168. HARMONY GROVE, OR HERMON. C. 
 
 Father of mercies', in Thy word 
 What endless glory shines! 
 
THE BIBLB. 145 
 
 For ever be Thy name adored, 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 Here may the wretched sons of want 
 
 Exhaustless riches find : 
 Riches, above what earth can grant, 
 
 And lasting as the mind. 
 
 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
 
 And life and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 Oh may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My ever dear delight ; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be Thou for ever near; 
 Teach me to love Thy sacred word, 
 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 169. WOODLAND, OR RISSAH. C. M. 
 
 How precious is the book divine, 
 
 By inspiration given ! 
 Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 
 
 To guide our souls to heaven. 
 
 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, 
 In this dark vale of tears ; 
 
146 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 Life, light and joy it still imparts, 
 And quells our rising fears. 
 
 This lamp, through all the tedious night 
 Of life, shall guide our way, — 
 
 Till we behold the clearer light 
 Of an eternal day. 
 
 CHILDREN AND YOUTH. 
 170. BROWN, OR HERMON. 0. M. 
 
 How shall the young secure their hearts, 
 And guard their lives from sin ? 
 
 Thy word the choicest rules imparts 
 To keep the conscience clean. 
 
 When once it enters to the mind, 
 
 It spreads such light abroad, 
 The meanest souls instruction find, 
 
 And raise their thoughts to God. 
 
 The men that keep Thy law with care. 
 
 And meditate Thy word, 
 Grow wiser than their teachers are, 
 
 And better know the Lord. 
 
 Thy word is everlasting truth, 
 
 How pure is every page ! 
 Thnt holy book shall guide our youth, 
 
 And well support our age. 
 
CHILDREN AND YOUTH. 147 
 
 171. DUNDEE. C. M. 
 
 How large the promise, how divine, 
 To Abraham and his seed ! 
 ♦Til be a God to thee aud thine, 
 Supplyingiall their need." 
 
 The words of His extensive love 
 
 From age to age endure; 
 The Angel of the covenant proves 
 
 And seals the blessings sure. 
 
 Jesus the ancient faith confirms 
 To our great father given ; 
 
 He takes young children in His arms, 
 And calls them heirs of heaven. 
 
 Our God ! how faithful are His ways ; 
 
 His love endures the same ; 
 Nor from the promise of His grace 
 
 Blots out the children's name. 
 
 172. ROCKINGHAM, OR DUNLAP CREE: 
 C. M. 
 
 See Israel'i gentle Shepherd stand 
 With all-engaging charms ; 
 
 Hark, how He calls the tender lambs, 
 And folds them in His arms ! 
 
 "Permit them to approach," He cries, 
 ♦* Nor scorn their humble name, 
 
148 PEARLS FOR PRAYER MEETINQS. 
 
 For 'twas to bless such souls as these, 
 The Lord of angels came." 
 
 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, 
 And yield them up to Thee ; 
 
 Jo.yful that we ourselves are Thine, — 
 Thine let our offspring lie. 
 
 178. STATE STREET. S. M. 
 
 With humble heart and tongue, 
 
 Our God, to Thee we pray. 
 Oh make us learn while we are young. 
 
 How we may cleanse our way. 
 
 Make us, unguaixled youth. 
 
 The objects of Thy care, 
 Help us to choose the way of truth, 
 
 And fly from every snare. 
 
 Our hearts to folly prone, 
 
 Renew by power divine. 
 Unite them to Thyself alone. 
 
 And make us wholly Thine. 
 
 Oh let Thy word of grace 
 
 Our warmest thoughts employ. 
 
 Be this through all our foll'wing days, 
 Our treasure and our joy. 
 
 To what Thy laws impart. 
 Be our whole soul inclined ; 
 
THE lobd's supper. 149 
 
 Oh let them dwell within our heart, 
 And sanctify our mind. 
 
 May Thy young servants learn, 
 By these to cleanse their way ; 
 
 And may we here the path discern 
 That leads to endless day. 
 
 THE LORD'S SUPPER. 
 174. WINDHAM. L. M. 
 
 'TwAS on that dark, that doleful night, 
 When powers of earth and hell arose 
 
 Against the Son of God's delight, 
 
 And friends betrayed Him to His foes. 
 
 Before the mournful scene began. 
 
 He took the bread, and blessed, and 
 brake ; 
 What love through all His actions ran ! 
 What wondrous words of grace He 
 spake ! 
 
 "This is my body broke for sin, 
 Receive and eat the living food ;" 
 
 Then took the cup and blessed the wine, 
 "'Tis the new covenant in My blood." 
 
 "Do this, (Ho cried,) till time shall end, 
 In memory of your dying Friend ; 
 
150 PEARLS FOE PRATER MEETII^GS. 
 
 Meet at My table, and record 
 The love of your departed Lord." 
 
 Jesus, Thy feast we celebrate, 
 
 We show Thy death, we sing Thy name, 
 Till Thou return, and we shall eat 
 
 The marriage supper of the Lamb. 
 
 175. ORTONVILLE, OR ROCKINGHAM. C. K. 
 
 According to Thy gracious word, 
 
 In meek humility. 
 This will I do, my dying Lord, 
 
 I will remember Thee. 
 
 Thy body, broken for my pake. 
 My bread from heaven shall be : 
 
 Thy testamental cup I take, 
 And thus remember Thee. 
 
 Gethsemane can I forget. 
 
 Or there Thy conflict see. 
 Thine agony and bloody sweat, 
 
 And not remember Thee ? 
 
 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, 
 
 And rest on Calvary, 
 Lamb of God, my sacrifice, 
 
 I must remember Thee : 
 
 Remember Thee and all Thy pains, 
 And all Thy love to me ; 
 
THE lord's supper. 151 
 
 Yea, -while a breath, a pulse remains, 
 Will I remember Thee. 
 
 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 
 Aud mind and memory flee, 
 
 When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, 
 Jesus, remember me. 
 
 176. ASHFIELD, OR WINDHAM. L. M. 
 
 Deep in our hearts let us record 
 The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; 
 Behold the rising billows roll 
 To overwhelm His holy soul. 
 
 In long complaints He spend.s His breath, 
 While hosts of hell, and powers of death, 
 And all the sons of malice join 
 To execute their curst design. 
 
 Yet, gracious God, Thy power and love 
 Have made the curse a blessing prove; 
 Those dreadful sufferings of Thy Son 
 Atoned for crimes which we had done. 
 
 The pangs of our expiring Lord 
 The honors of Thy law restored ; 
 His sorrows made Thy justice known. 
 And paid for follies not His own. 
 
 Oh for his sake our guilt forgive, 
 And let the mourning sinner live ; 
 The Lord will hear us in his name, 
 Nor shall oar hope be turned to shame. 
 
152 PEA.KLS FOR PEAYEB MEETINGS. 
 
 177. CRUCIFIX, (a greek melody,) or 
 
 CANONBURY, 7, 6. 
 
 SACRED Head, once wounded, 
 
 With grief and pain weighed down, 
 How scornfully surrounded 
 
 With thorns, Thine only crown ! 
 How pale art Thou with anguish. 
 
 With sore abuse and scorn ! 
 How does that visage languish. 
 
 Which once was bright as morn ! 
 
 Lord of life and glory. 
 
 What bliss till now was Thine ! 
 
 1 read the wondrous story, 
 
 I joy to call Thee mine. 
 Thy grief and Thy compassion 
 
 Were all for sinners' gain ; 
 Mine, mine was the transgression, 
 
 But Thine the deadly pain. 
 
 What language shall I borrow 
 
 To praise Thee, heav'nly Friend,— 
 For this Thy dying sorrow, 
 
 Thy pity without end ? 
 Lord, make me Thine forever, 
 
 Nor let me faithless prove ; 
 Oh let me never, never 
 
 Abuse such dying love. 
 
THE lord's SITPER 153 
 
 178. HOllTON, OR ESIITEWOA, T's. 
 
 Jesus, Master, hear nie now, 
 While I would reuew my vow, 
 And record Thy dying love ; 
 Hear, and help me from above. 
 
 Feed me, Saviour, with this bread, 
 Broken in Thy body's stead ; 
 Cheer my. spirit with this wine. 
 Streaming like that blood of Thine. 
 
 And as now I eat and drink, 
 Let me truly, sweetly think, 
 Thou didst hang upon the tree, 
 Broken, bleeding, there — for me. 
 
 179. ARLINGTON. C M. 
 
 Jesus, with all Thy saints above 
 My tongue would bear her part. 
 
 Would sound aloud Thy saving love, 
 And sing Thy bleeding heart. 
 
 Blest be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, 
 Who bought me with His blood, 
 
 And quenched His Father's flaming sword 
 In His own vital flood. 
 
 All glory to the dying Lamb, 
 And never ceasing praise, 
 
164 PEARLS FOE PRAYER MEETINGS. 
 
 While angels live to know His name, 
 Or saints to feel His grace. 
 
 180. GROTON. c. M. 
 
 Jesus, immortal King, arise ! 
 
 Rise and assert Thy sway ; 
 Till earth, subdued, its tribute bring ; 
 
 And distant lands obey. 
 
 Kide forth, victorious conqueror ! ride, 
 
 Till all Thy foes submit ; 
 And all the powers of hell resign 
 
 Their trophies at Thy feet. 
 
 Send forth Thy word, and let it fly, 
 This spacious earth around ; 
 
 Till every soul beneath the sun, 
 Shall hear the joyful sound. 
 
 From sea to sea, from shore to shore. 
 
 May Jesus be adored ; 
 And earth, with all her millions shout, — 
 
 Hozanna to the Lord. 
 
DOXOLOOIF.S. 155 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 L. M. 
 
 Praise God from whom all blessings flow; 
 Pniise him, all creatures here below ; 
 Praise him above, ye heavenly host: 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 c. M. 
 Lkt God, the Father, and the Son, 
 And Spirit be adored, 
 Where there are works to make him known, 
 Or Saints to love the Lord. 
 
 Yb angels round the throne, 
 And Saints that dwell below. 
 Worship the Father and the Son, 
 And Holy Spirit too. 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 1 
 
 Paqb 
 
 a beautifn la>*d, bt ?aith i see 127 
 
 According to Thy gracious word 150 
 
 Arise, oh King of grace, arise 139 
 
 Ah ! wretched souls, who strive in vain 74 
 
 Ah ! this heart is void and chill 119 
 
 Alas! how changed that lovely flower 113 
 
 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed 22 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name 4 
 
 Am I a soldier of the Cross? 80 
 
 Amazing grace 1 how sweet the sound. 67 
 
 Another six days' work is done 135 
 
 And can I yet delay? 58 
 
 Approach, my soul, the mercy seat 47 
 
 Arise, oh King of grace, arise 139 
 
 Awake, ray soul, in joyful lays S9 
 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve.. ..^ 90 
 
 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound ^ 56 
 
 Behold THE MORMXG su^ 143 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds 78 
 
 Blest morning whose first dawning light 133 
 
 Brightly gleams a holy radiance 130 
 
 Brother, hast thou wandered far? 44 
 
 Behold, a stranger at the door 34 
 
 Child op sw attd sorrow 35 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, Come 25 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Duve 24 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 75 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above 78 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare ~ 81 
 
 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice 36 
 
 Come, sacred Spirit, from above 27 
 
 Come, humble sinner, in whose breasts 42 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched 37 
 
 Come, thou Fount of every blessing 99 
 
 157 
 
158 INDEX OP FIRST LINES. 
 
 Pags 
 Dark was the night, am> cold was the ground 15 
 
 Dear Shepherd of Thy people, here 140 
 
 Deep in our hearts let us record 151 
 
 Dearest of all the names above 10 
 
 Delay not, delay not, 0, sinner, draw near 36 
 
 Dppth of mercy, can there be 52 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep? 16 
 
 Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame? 11 
 
 Dread Sovereign, let my evening song 101 
 
 Fade, FADE EACH EARTHLY JOT 94 
 
 Fur from these scenes of night 126 
 
 Far from my heavenly home 117 
 
 Far from my thoughts, vam world begone... 136 
 
 Father, I stretch my hands to thee 64 
 
 Father of mercies, m thy word „ 144 
 
 For ever with the Lord 131 
 
 From the cross, uplifted high 19 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains 105 
 
 Gently, Lord, oh! gently lead us 100 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken 104 
 
 " Go preach my gospel," saith the Lord 141 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims.. 110 
 
 Here, at thy cross, incarnate God 62 
 
 Hail to the Lord's Anointed 106 
 
 Holy Father, thou hast taught us 85 
 
 Holy Ghost, with light divine 26 
 
 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart 79 
 
 How blest the righteous wiien he dies Ill 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 142 
 
 How charming is the place 136 
 
 How large the promise, how divine 147 
 
 How precious is the book divine 145 
 
 How shall the young secure their hearts 146 
 
 How happy are they 68 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 5 
 
 How sad our state by nature is 71 
 
 I HBABD THE VOIOSOF JeSUSSAT 63 
 
INDEX OF FIE8T LINES. 169 
 
 Paqb 
 
 rm not ashamed to own my Lord "72 
 
 I love to pt^ftl awhile away 100 
 
 I love thy kingdom, Lord 137 
 
 I'm but a stranger here 124 
 
 I lay my sin? on Jesus '59 
 
 I saw One hanging on the tree 13 
 
 I was a wandering sheep 83 
 
 I was a traitor doomed to die... 55 
 
 jEStra, LOVKR OF MT 80UL 15 
 
 Jesus. I my cross have taken 92 
 
 Jesus, full of all compassion 20 
 
 Jesus. I love thy charming name 12 
 
 Jesus, thou art the sinners friend 65 
 
 Jesus, who knows full well 82 
 
 Jesus, save my dying soul .54 
 
 Jesus, Master,' hear me now 153 
 
 Jesus, immortal King,arise 154 
 
 Jesus, with all thy saints above 153 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be? 73 
 
 Jesus, my all to heaven is gone 66 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home 120 
 
 Joy to the world I the Lord is come 3 
 
 Jaat as I am, without one plea 60 
 
 Lamb op God! whose bleeding love. 91 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend 31 
 
 Life is a span, a fleeting hour 112 
 
 Like sheep we went .astray 1 21 
 
 Lo! on a narrow neck of land 57 
 
 Lord, behold us, few and weak 28 
 
 Lord, I hear the showers of blessing 52 
 
 Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear 144 
 
 Lord of the worlds above 138 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 132 
 
 MeRCT .VLOVE CAN MEET MT CASE 48 
 
 Must Jesus bear the cross alone 86 
 
 My days are gliding swiftly by 118 
 
 My heavenly home is bright and fair 128 
 
 My God, my Father, blissful name! 93 
 
wo INDKX OF FIRST LINKS. 
 
 Paqk 
 
 My God, my Father, while I stray 77 
 
 My soul, be on thy guard 82 
 
 My times of sorrow and of joy 97 
 
 NA.TTIRB WITH OPEN VOLUME STANDS 17 
 
 Nearer, my God, to thee 122 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts 14 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme 90 
 
 Now is the accepted time 42 
 
 Now the Saviour standeth pleading 39 
 
 Now be the gospel banner 108 
 
 O ! COULD I SPEAK THE MATCHLESS WORTH 8 
 
 O, for a closer walk with God 76 
 
 O, for a thousand tongues 5 
 
 O, for the death of those 109 
 
 O, happy day, that fixed my choice 66 
 
 O, Lord, thy work revive 29 
 
 O. .sing to me of heaven 125 
 
 O thou that hearest the prayer of faith 69 
 
 O thou whose tender mercy hears 51 
 
 O thou that hearest when sinners cry 46 
 
 O whither should I go? 49 
 
 O what amazing words of grace! 33 
 
 One sweetly solemn thought 121 
 
 One there is, above all others 11 
 
 O, how I love thy holy law 93 
 
 O, God of Bethel, by whose hand 97 
 
 O sacred head, once wounded 152 
 
 People of the living God 70 
 
 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 18 
 
 Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 50 
 
 Return. wanderer, to thy home 41 
 
 Return.O wanderer, return 40 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me 7 
 
 Saviour, breathe an evening elessing 102 
 
 Saviour, like a Shepherd lead us 98 
 
 Sftviour, visit thy plantation 27 
 
INDKX OF FIBST LINKS. 161 
 
 Pagh 
 
 Say. sinner, hath a voice within 39 
 
 See Israel"!? gentle Shepherd stand 147 
 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 43 
 
 Show pitv. Lord. O, Lord, forgive 53 
 
 Sion's King sliall reisn victorious a 103 
 
 Soon may the last irlad song arise 107 
 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 87 
 
 Sweet land of rest for thee I sigh 125 
 
 Stay, thou insulted spirit, stay 46 
 
 That awful day will surely come 114 
 
 Take me. O, my Father, take me 60 
 
 The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want 96 
 
 The Spirit in our hearts 45 
 
 The Saviour '. 0, what endless charms ! 9 
 
 The Saviour calls, let every ear 30 
 
 There is aland of pure delight ^ 116 
 
 There is a happy laud - 129 
 
 There is no. name so sweet 6 
 
 There is a beautiful world 115 
 
 There is a Fountain filled with blood 23 
 
 To-day the Saviour calls ;« 
 
 To our Redeemer's glorious name 88 
 
 Triumphant Zion! lif thy head li'7 
 
 Tis a point I long to know 84 
 
 'Twas un that dark, that doleful night 149 
 
 uirvbil thy bosom, faithful tomb ^ 110 
 
 Welcome, delightful morx 134 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest 133 
 
 When I can read my title clear iJl 
 
 When rising from the bed of death 75 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross •-'! 
 
 With tearful eyes I look around 49 
 
 With humble heart and tongue 143 
 
 Yk WHO IN HIS COCTRTS ARE FOUND 32 
 
 Ye wretched, hungry, starving souls 31 
 
 THS SND.