Z < 2 10 li. z Ul m P 2 H bl >■ UL < Ui Q J 2 U. . x ° i i i 3 a < m < 2 j OS o Si 3 Ui Ul ^ 2 o I N ■ X j u 5 ui E jp H Ul i ^ a u. D H Z a o 01 Ui o 5 z q S j DL > Id /^7^ SPIRITUAL SUii'GS, ORIGINAL AND SELECTED. COMPILED TY A.CA.MI D!.!.T>. W. SCOTT, B. W. STONE, AND J. T. JOHNSON: A.IIAJ'TED TO THE CHRISTIAN RELIGION. TULNTY-E. I -"O STEREOTYPE nnrnOK. EETHANY, VA. •R1KT1 P AND prr.I.ISHKU BY A.CWP, KC.L. isr COPY-RIGHT SECURED ACCORDING TU AC I' OF CUNGRF.% Stereotyped by L. Johwon, PtilaJelfhi*. PREFACE TO THE FIFTH EDITION. 1 This compilation of Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, having met with decided approbation from the Christian community, by whom it has been generally pronounced the best collection now extant, it has been deemed expedient, in accordance with the intimation given in the first edition, that it should be stereotyped. With this view, the errors of the former editions have been care- fully corrected in this, the fifth edition ; and the whole collection has been accurately revised. In the course of this revision, sundry amendments and improvements have been suggested, both as it regards the poetry of some hymns, and th? congruity of others 4 PREFACE. with Divine Revelation, and the genius of the Christian Institution. In order to per- fect the selection as far as possible, these emendations have been made ; but in no case have the pages of the book been changed, or the language of a hymn so much altered as to create inconvenience in using the former editions. The same psalm, hymn, or spi- ritual song will still be found upon the same page, and with the same number of verses. A. selection of tunes, adapted not only to the metre of the different pieces, but to tlieii style and sentiment, has been esteemed a desideratum. This is supplied in the pre- sent edition, and, it is hoped, will be found advantageous. It will be perceived, also, that much of the previous matter, which was contained in the prefaces to former editions, has, in this, been digested into the form of an introduc- tion, in which the objects and principles of Christian psalmody are briefly considered. INTRODUCTION. " Teach and admonish one another in psalms, hymns, »nd spiritual songs, singing with gratitude in your hearts to the Lord ;" so Paul exhorted the Christians to whom he wrote letters. What was precisely intended by psalms, hymns, arid spiritual songs, has often been inquired after, but not often satisfactorily answered. The result of our inquiries upon this subject is as fol- lows :— 1 . Psalms are historic compositions, or poetic narratives. 2. Hymns are songs of praise, in which the excellen- cies, glories, and gracious acts of some person are extolled. 3. Spiritual songs are either songs, the matter of which was immediately suggested by the Holy Spirit; or senti- mental songs, composed on the divine communications to men. Spiritual songs embrace a wider range of subjects than both the former; for such songs as are of a mixed nature, partly psalms and partly hymns, may be ranked among those which are properly called spiritual songs. Other compositions, both in scripture and elsewhere, have been called psalms, which do not exactly correspond with the true import of this word in its ancient usage. The reason is obvious: The first psalms being all, or chiefly, of one species of poetry, other songs in the same kind of verse were called by the same name, be- cause of a coincidence in poetic measure, though they were quite different in substance and design. In one sense the design of all sacred poetry is the praise of God Hymns directly address God in praise; psalms and spi- ritual songs indirectly praise him, and are sometimes spe- cially designed for the edification of men. 5 6 INTRODUCTION. The general design of all religious worship is to praise God and to edify men. But sometimes we sing for the sole purpose of praising God : on other occasions, for the infor- mation or edification of men. In the former case we sing hymns; in the latter, psalms or spiritual songs, as best adapted to our end in view. Such is the plain and obvious difference between psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs ; which ought to be, in some measure, apprehended by all who feel any obligation upon them, arising from the command of the apostle. In singing any of them in the presence of others, we, in some measure, may, and often do, contribute to their edification. No exercise of social worship is more delightful, solemn, or sublime, than singing the praises of the Lord. And when we address him in sacred song, care should be taken that the substance and form, or the matter and manner of our song, be such as will be acceptable to him. Seeing, then, that we ought to sing psalms, and hymns, nd spiritual songs ; and seeing that the matter of them ought, as well as the matter of our prayers, to be according to the revelation of God ; we proceed to make a few brief remarks on the selection or composition of our psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs. And here we observe, that sectarianism and a speculating philosophy have contami- nated the fountains of this, as of every other part of Chris- tian worship. Our hymns, our tunes, and our manner of singing them, are inspired with the spiritofourspeculating and schismatic systems. Our Christian psalters are in general a collection of every thing preached in the range of the system of the people who adopt them. In other words, they are our creed in metro, while it appears in the.- prose form in our confessions. This, we presume to say, is founded upon an idea that we are to praise God by singing our opinions and our con- troversies, instead of, or as well as by, singing the works, and wonders and excellencies of the Lord our God. To INTRODUCTION. 7 examine this idea, it is necessary to inquire, What is wor- thy of our song ? And briefly we shall reply as follows:— In originating the exercise of singing in the worship of God, nothing more was done than to give direction to faculties before possessed, and before employed on objects unworthy of them. Thus our heavenly Father turns every tiling to good account in the economy of salvation. Our tongues, lips, hands, feet, and voices, together with all out more noble powers, are employed in the new service. In the old service they were all employed as instruments of unrighteousness. Now he consecrates the whole of them to his service, and has graciously conferred the honour upon our hands, feet, and tongues, our lips, our voices, of being employed in his service ; and as much to his accept- ance as the powers of Gabriel. This is an astonishing discovery of his condescending favor. To think that the great God should give birth to a system of things in which it is possible for the tongue of an infant to achieve honor ijesty, as well as the wings of a seraph, is what aaa Ion? been extolled in heaven and admired on earth. (s it not astonishing, Christian reader, that the Majesty of Heaven should condescend to employ the hands and feet 9 ?s and lips of infants to perfect praise! What a system of perfection that puts it into the power of all to le happy in honoring Jehovah, and which derives a pro- portionate revenue of glory from the finances of a pauper, and the resources of a heavenly principality. But what we have in view is this: The powers and faculties of the maw are neither lost nor metamorphosed in the Christian. They are all consecrated. They are now instruments of righteousness. We sing now as formerly— the same voice, the same tune ; but a different song. And this brings us just to the inquiry, What are the subjects on which men are disposed to sing ? Love-songs, the praises of heroes, and the triumphs of war?. Thnse are the diap- ers comprehend in » the ehifif u»r?!rj -]eam«d worthy <\f S INTRODUCTION. sons;. No man thinks the weaving of a web, the planting of a cornfield, or the sweeping of a house worthy of a song. Why, then, have we so many mean topics— so many childish and frivolous songs— sung by Christians ? In consecrating our singing powers, God has not debased them. He has rather exalted them. Still the subjects worthy of Christian song are specifically of the same kind as those worthy of the songs of men. The Christian, as well as the man, has his love-songs— the praises of his hero, the Captain of his salvation — the triumphs of his glorious warfare. These, then, are worthy oft-acred song. And thus, in general terms, the question is answered, \Miat is worthy of the Christian's song 7 Psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs should, therefore, be founded upon such noble themes. Let the love of God our Father, the praises of the character, and the glories of the achievements of the Captain of our salvation, animate our strains. Let our sentimental songs be of the same exalted character with the subjects of faith, hope, and love ; and let not the little> low, selfish, schismatical, and sectarian topics find a place in this sublimest of all exercises known among men. Let not the rhapsodies of enthusiasm, nor the moonshine spe- cidations of frigid abstraction, characterize what we, as Christians, call the praises of our God— " To heavenly themes sublimer strains belong.'''' In order, however, that singing may answer the purposes of edification for which it was designed, attention must be. paid not only to the subject-matter of hymns, but to the manner in which they are sung, and the style or character of the tunes employed. The " grave sweet melody," the "joyful strains," and the mournful sounds of " harps hung upon the willow trees," ought to correspond with the meaning of the song and the occasion. To hear a joyful tune sung to the song, u Why do we mourn departed friends?"-*- iNTRonuc ni>N. y Ur a mournful a'rr to the words, "Rejoice, O Earth, the Lord is King,"— is s<> unharmonious and discordant, that half the world feels the incongruity as they would frost in August, or heat in December. Bui every approach to these - ia to be guarded against, as well as the extremes s. Hence the necessity of good taste and sound ut in selecting appropriate tunes for every theme, ill occasions of this delightful exercise of the :idiug and the affections. 9 the selecting o( appropriate tunes, and singing ording to the ordinary rules of music, there are fiber points relating to the manner of singing deserving of remark. Not only should the words be distinctly pro- nounced that the sentiment may be understood by others, but a proper emphasis should be given to such passages aa require it. To sing the verse commencing " Wliai though the spicy breezes ■ scft o'er Ceylon's isle," with the same force and expression as the one which Immediately follows, li SJiall ice tchose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high," $-c. indicates either a deficiency of taste, or that the singer i. ^engrossed with the music as to be inobservant of the Itliliment. When, on the contrary, the former is sung with a soft and plaintive expression ; and the latter with : degree of energy, the transition leads the mind at once to the sentiment by which it was occasioned, and secures the primary object of the exercise, viz. edification. This, indeed, it should ever be borne in mind, is the most important point in relation to Christian psalmody, and every tiling else should be made secondary and subser- 10 INTRODUCTION. vient to the great purpose of singing with the spirit and th* understanding. The hymn-book, next to the Bible, forms the mind and manners of the young members of the family of God. No- thing, therefore, that is mean in composition ought to appear in it. This bears with still additional force against familiarizing the mind with any thing in the form of psalmody, which, however beautiful in verse, is not ac- cordant to the letter and spirit of the Christian Institution. These considerations have influenced us to repudiate altogether some hymns and songs (though very popular) and to reform others. If we have not every psalm, hymn, and spiritual song which might be sung with acceptance and with propriety, it ought not to be thought a defect in our selection, any more than the not having every flower . and shrub in a garden (provided every species be there) should be an objection against the good taste or judgment of the keeper in making his selections. We think we i have culled the most useful and beautiful flowers from all the books in use ; and if we have not every individual song, j we have some of every species of poetry, and on every Subject which rightfully claims a place in the sacred psalmody ef the Christian society. A. CAMPBELL, PSALMS PSALM 1— L. M.— [Old Hundred BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy; Know that the Lord is God alone He can create and he destroy. His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men; And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd He brought us to his fold again. We are his people — we his care — Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name 1 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs High as the heav'ns our voices raise; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 11 12 PSALMS. Wide as the world is thy command ! Vast as eternity thy love ! Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move ! PSALM 2— P. N.—[Star in the East. Hail the blest morn ! when the great Me- diator Down from the regions of glory descends! Shepherds, go worship the babe in the man- ger; Lo ! for your guide the bright angel attends ! Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend, us thy aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid: Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall ; Angels adore him in slumbers reclining, Maker, and monarch, and Saviour of all ! Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, Odors of Eden, and ofT'rings divine; Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine 1 PSALMS. 13 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gold would his favor secure; R.cher, by far, is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor! :cst and best, fyc. PSALM 3— P. M.— [Voice to the Shepherds. From the regions of love, lo! an angel descended, And told the strange news how the babe was attended ; Go, shepherds, and visit the wonderful stranger; See yonder bright Star ! there's your Lord in'a manger. CHORUS. Hallelujah to the Lamb who has bled for our pardon^ vise him again when ire pass over Jordan! ings I bring unto you and each nation; (ilad tidings of joy— uow behold your salvation ! Tien suddenly 'multitudes raise their glad voices, i .out hallelujahs, while heaven rejoices! • to God in the highest be given, All glory to God is re-echo'd in heav'n; Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story, And sing of his love, his salvation, and" glory. Jesus ! ride on, thy kingdom is glorious ; Over sin, death, and hell, thou'lt make us victorious! Thy banner unfurl— let the nations surrender, And own thee their Saviour, their Lord, and Defender! Hallelujah to the Lamb, ■§"£. PSALM 4— C. M.— [Hamilton. While humble shepherds watch'd their In Bethlehem's fields by night, [flocks, An •.iiKjel, sent from hoav'n appear'd, fields with Uffht. 14 PSALMS. *Fear not,' he said, (for great alarm Had seiz'd their troubled mind,) Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 'To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the sign : »Vhe heav'nly babe you there shall find, To human view display'd, All meanly wrapp'd in swaddling- bands, And in a manger laid.' Thus spoke the seraph, and forthwith Appear'd a shining throng CV angels, praising God ; and thus Address'd their joyful song: — * All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ! 5ood-will abound with men below, That never more shall cease ! PSALM 5— C. M.~ {New Durham. Mortals! awake, with angels join, And chant the cheerful lay ; Love, joy, and gratitude combine To hail th' auspicious day. PSALMS. 10 In heav'n the rapt'rous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And swept the sounding lyre. The theme, the song, the joy was new To each angelic tongue ; Swift through the realms of light it flew, And loud the echo rung. Down through the portals of the sky The pealing anthem ran, And angels flew with eager joy, To bear the news to man. Hark ! the cherubic armies shout And glory leads the song, Peace and salvation swell the note Of all the heav'nly throng. With joy the chorus w r e'll repeat, Glory to God on high ! Good-will and peace are now complete- Jesus was born to die !' Hail, Prince of Life ! forever hail ! Redeemer — brother — friend ! Though earth, and time, and life shall fail, Thy praise shall never end. 16 PSALM& PSALM 6—L. n.— [Piksgroc€. Behold the woman's promis'd seed ' Behold the great Messiah come ! Behold the Prophets all agreed To give him the superior room ! Abrah'm, the saint, rejoic'd of old, When visions of the Lord he saw ; Moses, the man of God, foretold This great fulflller of his law. The types bore witness to his name, Obtained their chief design and ceas'd— The incense and the bleeding lamb, ^he ark, the altar, and the priest. redictions in abundance join To pour their witness on his head : Jesus, we bow before thy throne, And own thee as the promis'd seed. PSALM 7— C . M .— [ Cambridge. Hark ! the glad sound, the Saviour's come ' The Saviour promis'd long ! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, And ev'ry voice a song. On him the Spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts his sacred fire ; Wisdom and might* and zeal and love. His holy breast inspire* PSALMS. 17 Hn comes the pris'ners to release, In Satan's bondage held, The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the inward sight, And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial light. He comes the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And from the treasures of his grace T' enrich the humble poor. Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; A.nd heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. PSALM S— C. M— [Dundee, The true Messiah now appears, The types are all withdrawn ; (So fly the shadows and the stars Before the rising dawn. Now smoking sweets, and bleeding lambs, And kids, and bullocks slain; Incense and spice of costly names, Would all be burnt in vair:. 2 is PSALMS. Aaron must lay his robes away, His mitre and his vest, When God's own Son comes down to be The off'ring and the priest. He took our mortal flesh to show The wonders of his love ; For us he paid hi! life below, And pleads for us above. PSALM 9—6 times 8.— [Bladen. In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands, Immersing the repenting Jews ; The Son of God the rite demands, Nor dares the holy man refuse: Jesus descends beneath the wave, The emblem of his future grave ! But, lo ! from yonder op'ning skies, What beams of dazzling glory spread ! Dove-like the Holy Spirit flies, And lights on the Redeemer's head: Amaz'd they see the power divine Around the Saviour's temples shine. Then does the Father loud proclaim, In audience of the wond'ring crowd; Attend, all nations; hear the name His Father gave : he spoke aloud : This is my well-beloved Son ! I Fee well pleased what he has done! PSALMS. 19 PSALM 10— C. M.— [Pisgah. The race that long in darkness pined, Have seen a glorious light; The people dwell in day, who dwelt In death's surrounding night. To hail thy rise, thou better Sun ! The gath'ring nations come, Joyous, as when the reapers bear The harvest treasures home. To us a child of hope is born, To us a Son is giv'n ! Him shall the tribes of earth obey — Him, all the hosts of heav'n. His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore ador'd, Thp Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord. His power increasing, still shall spread- His reign no end shall know — Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. PSALM II— L. U.— [Weston. : d the well of life appears, !i four thousand years! ;rale be pli asing tale 20 PSALMS. Bid each diseased soul come here ; You lame, you blind, you sick, draw near ! Behold, this true medic'nal stream Heals maladies of ev'ry name ! The blind rejoice to see the sun, The lame lay by their crutch and run ; Hark ! from the dumb man's loosen'd tongufc Breaks forth the raptur'd, grateful song 1 The deaf too taste, and wond'ring hear, The joyful sound salutes their ear ; The feeble drink the healing stream, And vigor shoots through all their frame. This stream shall all our wants supply ; Impoverish'd souls, why should you die ' The Spirit says, 'Whoever will, May hither come and drink his fill.' Let the glad tidings reach the dead ; This river runs through death's dark shade : Where'er it comes, this living spring Gives Fife and health to every thing. You thirsty souls, no more complain ; Our God has smote the rock again ; At Calvary the stream ran down From the pierc'd side of God's own Son! PSALMS. 21 While through li te we stray, This stream shall follow -.ill the way! [lowers shall spring where'er it flows, And deserts blossom as the rose ! What though the desgrt's heat annoy, These waters still renew our joy; And while we drink this cheering spring, Upon its hanks we sit and sing-. PSALM 12— C. M.— [Pleasant Hill. THE T BA N S K I (JURATION. On Tabor's top the Saviour stood With Peter, .lames, and John; And while he talk'd of Calv'ry there, His face resplendent shone. While on his sufferings he convers'd, And spoke of griefs to come, His countenance assum'd a light Much brighter than the sun. In dazzling brightness all array'd Jesus transfigur'd stands, From heav'n descends the man who g?j e To Israel God's commands. Elijah, too, of burning zeal, Who did that law restore, Appeard with Moses on this mount And talk'd his sufferings o'er. 22 PSALMS. Transported with this glorious scene, The witnesses exclaim, Tis good, Lord, with such guests to dwell Here let us still remain. Three tents with joyful hands we'll raise, And place them side hy side, For these celestials, and for thee, And here let us abide. While thus they spoke, a cloud descends And takes them from their sight ; But Jesus yet remains with them, The Father's chief delight. This is my Son, his voice declares, Hear him in all he says, nt Moses nor Elijah now Shall guide you in my ways. With joy this more illustrious guide Henceforth we'll still obey, Till we behold the glorious light Of an eternal day. PSALM 13— L. M.— [Venango. Christ's entry into Jerusalem. Awake, O Zion's daughter ! rise Shake off your dust, no more repine ; Let gladness sparkle in your eyes, In all your fairest garments shine ! t SALMS. 33 Behold your King, expected long, In humble pomp at length appears Amidst yon praising infant throng His meek majestic head he rears. No fiery steed he rides : he sways No tinsel rod of earthly reign ; A colt, ne'er us'd till now, conveys To you your lowly Prince divine. Here's no vain crowd, no gaudy show; Babes taught of Heav'n resound his praise, His path the Galileans strow With branches of triumphant peace. The blind and lame, by him reliev'd. His saving light and strength proclaim , His foes with shame and spite are guevY To see his works and hear his fame. Hosanna! thronging myriads shout, Jehovah brings salvation nigh ! Hosanna ! ev'ry babe cries out, Jehovah, send prosperity ! To him, who, in Jehovah's name, Draws nigh to save, all praise belongs, Peace reigns in heav'n, with ev'ry beam Of glory in the highest om>s. 21 PSALMS. .Salvation sing to David's Son ! All blessings sing to Israel's King ! His kingdom blessed be alone, And bless'd the people of his reign. Jn all the earth hew worthy is, O Lord our God, thy glorious name ! From infant lips thou perfeet'st praise, Thy strength, to put thy foes to shame ! •i PSALM 14—L. U.— [Wells. 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night, When powers of earth and hell arose Against God's Son, his chief delight, And he betray'd was to his foes. Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and bless'd and broke ; What love through all his actions ran ! What wondrous words of grace he spoke ! This is my body broke for sin : Receive, and eat the living food : Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine — 'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood. Do this, he said, till time shall end, in mem'ry of your dying friend ; Meet at my table, and record 'Die love of your departed Lord. PSALMS. 25 Jesus, thy love we celeorate, We show thy death, we sing thy name, Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage supper of the Lamb ! PSALM 15— L. M.— [Rod&ridge. 'Twas on that night when doom'd to know The eager rage of ev'ry foe, That night in which he was betray'd, The Saviour of the world took bread ; And, after thanks and glory giv'n To Him that rules in earth and heav'n, That symbol of his flesh he broke, And thus to ail his foll'wers spoke : My broken body thus I give To you, my friends; take, eat, and live; I And oft the sacred feast renew, [That brings my wondrous love to view. i Then in his hands the cup he rais'd, JAnd God anew he thank'd and prais'd; (While kindness in his bosom glowM, And from his lips salvation flow'd. My blood I thus pour forth, he cries, To cleanse the soul in sin that lies ; In this the covenant is seaPd, And HsavVs eternal graGe reveal'd. m PSALMS. This cup is fraught with love to men; Let all partake who love my name; Through latest ages let it pour In mem'ry of my dying hour. PSALM 1G— L. M.— .[Bourbon. Now let our mournful songs record The sorrows of our dying Lord, When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken by his God. The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn 4 He rescu'd others from the grave, Now let him trjr himself to save. 4 This is the man did once pretend God was his Father and his Friend; If God the blessed lov'd him so, Why does he fail to help him now !' O ! savage people ! cruel priests ! How the} 7 stood round like raging beasts ! Like Horn: gaping to devour, When God had left him in their power! They wound his head, his hands, his feet, Till streams of blood each other meet ; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he died. PSALMS. 21 Bui God his Father heard his cry ; ! from the dead ho reigns on high ; The nations learn his righteousn ..umble sinners t ;:ee. tfjM ;;■_?,. M.-.[G»7g«/. 1>f.hold the blind their sight receive ! Behold the dead awake and live ! limb speak won the lame Leap like the har Thns doth the Holy Spirit And seal the mission of the Soft; The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding en the cross. e dies : the heav'ns in mourning stood ; He rises by the power of God : Behold the Lord ascen No more to bleed, no more to die ! Hence and forever from my heart I bid my doubts nnd fears depart; And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine. PSALM IS— C. M_l&{jEefiL As on the cross t'.ie Saviour I I groan'd, and l>led, and died, .M with pity on a uifltch Thai I'd by las i i . 28 PSALMS. The dying thief in Jesus saw A majesty divine ; While scoffing Jews around him stood, And ask'd him for a sign ! The kingdom, Lord, is thine, he said ; 'Tis thine o'er men to reign : Thy wondrous works thy lordship prove ; These pains thy love proclaim : Honors divine await thee soon, A sceptre and a crown ; With shame thy foes shall yet behold Thee seated on a throne. Then, gracious Lord, remember me! Is not forgiveness thine ? My crimes have brought me to thy side — Thy love brought thee to mine ! His prayer the dying Jesus hears, And instantly replies, To-day your parting soul shall be With me in Paradise. PSALM 19— C. M.— [Piety. We sing the Saviour's wondrous death — He conquer'd when he fell ; Tis finish'd, said his dying breath, And shook the gates of hell. PSALMS. 29 'Tis finish'd, our Immanuel cries, The dreadful work is done; Hence shall his sov'reign throne arise, His kingdom is begun. His cross a sure foundation laid For glory and renown, When through the regions of the dead He pass'd to reach the crown. your devotion, mortal tongues, " • record ; * be the accents of your songs ::r victorious Lord. . strike your loudest strings, • s raise ; ' and ail created things i our Emmanuel's praise ! PSALM 20— 8*s, 7's, 4's— {Borne. Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary; See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils \he sky' It is finish'd ! Hear the dying Saviour cry. 30 PSALMS. .It is finish'd ! O what pleasure Do these precious words afford ! Heav'nly pleasures without measure Flow to us from Christ the Lord ; It is finish'd ! Saints, the dying words record. Finish'd all the types and shadows Of the once unfinish'd law ! Finish'd all that God had promis'd, Death and hell no more shall awe : It is finish'd ! Saints, from this your comfort draw. Tune your harps anew, you seraphs. Join to sing the pleasing theme, All on earth and all in heaven, Join to praise lmmanuel's name: Hallelujah ! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! PSALM 21— L. M— [Venango. He dies, the friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies, A sudden trembling shakes the ground. Here's love and grief beyond degree; The Lord of glory dies for men ! But, lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus the dead revives again ' PSALMS. 31 no ! in forbids his rise !) rd him home, .•■ut his welcome to the skies! Break off your tears, yon saints, and tell How high our great deliverer reigns; Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, And led the monster Death in chains • Live forever, wondrous King! Born to redeem, and strong to save!' sk the monster, 'Where's thy sting And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave]' PSALM 22— L. I\L— [Supplication. When we the sacred grave survey, In which th< j Saviour deign'd to lie, e fulnll'd what Prophets say, And all the pow'r of death defy. This empty tomb shall now proclaim weak the bands of conquer' d death; .Sure pledge that all who trust his name Shall rise and draw immortal breath. Our surety freed declares us free, For whose offences he was seiz'd : In his release our own we see, And joy to see Jehovah pleas'd. 32 PSALMS. Jesus, once number'd with the dead, Unseals his eyes to sleep no more : And ever lives their cause to plead, For whom the pains of death he bore. Then, though in dust we lay our head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave Our flesh forever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave! PSALM 23— 8's— [Greenfield's. The angels that watch'd round the tomb Where low the Redeemer was laid. When deep in mortality's gloom He hid for a season his head; That veil'd their fair face while he slept, And ceas'd their sweet harps to employ Have witness'd his rising, and swept The chords with the triumphs of joy. You saints, who once languished below, But long since have enter'd your rest, I pant to be gloriiied too, To lean on Immanuel's breast: The grave in which Jesus was laid Has buried my guilt and my fears; And while I contemplate its shade, The light of his presence appears. PSALMS. 33 sweet is the season of rest, When life's weary journey is done ! The blush that spreads over its west, The last lingering ray of its sun ! Though dreary the empire of night, I soon shall emerge from its gloom, And see immortality's light Arise on the shades of the tomb. Then welcome the last rending sighs, When these aching heartstrings shall break; When de;:th shall extinguish these eyes, And moisten with dew the pale cheek! 'o terror the prospect begets, I am not mortality's slave, The sunbeam of life as it sets Leaves a halo of peace on the grave. PSALM 24— G's, 4'$.— [2Vew> Wales. Yes, the Redeemer rose : The Saviour left the dead, And o'er his hellish foes High rais'd his conqu'ring head : In wild dismay, The guards around Fall to the ground. And sink away. 34 PSALMS. Lo ! the angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet: Joyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day To Jesus' tomb. Then back to heav'n they fly, The joyful news to bear ; Hark ' as they soar on high, What music fills the air : Their anthems say, Jesus icho bled Has left the dead — He rose to-day! You mortals, catch the sound, Redeem'd by him from hell, And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell Transported cry. Jesus who bled Has left the dead, No more to die ! All hail ! triumphant Lord, Who sav'd us by thy blood ; Wide be thy name ador"d. Thou reieninsr Son of God ! PSALMS. 35 With thee we rise, With thee we reign. And kingdoms gain Beyond the skies. PSALM 25— 7's.— [Btnevento. Christ ihc Lord is ris'n to-day ! Son? of men and angels say; Raise your joys and triumphs high ; Sing, you hieav'ns, and earth reply ! Love's redeeming work is done — Fought the light — the battle won — Lo ! the Sun's eclipse is o'er; Lo ! he sets in blood no more. Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ has burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids his rise ; Christ has open'd Paradise. again our glorious King ! Where, O death, is now thy sting ? Once he died our souls to save — Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave] we now where Christ has led, FolPwing our exalted Head ; Made like Him, like Him we rise — Ours the cross, the 2rave, the skies. 36 PSALMS. What though once we perish'd all, Partners of our parents' fall, Better life we now receive — In our heav'nly Adam live. Hail, thou Lord of earth and heav'n Praise to thee by both be giv'n ; Thee we greet, triumphant now— Hail ! the resurrection Thou. PSALM 2G— C. M.— [Ninety-fifth* The Saviour ris'n to-day we praise, In concert with the blest; For now we see his work complete, And enter into rest. On this first day a brighter scene Of glory was display'd By the Creating Word, than when The universe was made. He rises who mankind has bought With grief and pain extreme : 'Twas great to speak the world from naugb' 'Twas greater to redeem. Flow vain the stone, the watch, the seal ! Naught can forbid his rise : 'Tis he who shuts the gates of hell, And opens Paradise. PSALMS. 3? Let us his righteousness disclose; His death and rising show ; Till he return to banish woes, And bless his saints below. PSALM 27— 8's.— [Greenfields. Behold, the bright morning appears, And Jesus revives from the grave ; His rising removes all our fears, And shows him almighty to save. How strong were his tears and his cries ! The worth of his blood how divine ! How perfect is his sacrifice, Who rose, though he suffered for sin. The man that was crowned with thorns, The man that on Calvary died, The man that bore scourging and scorns, Whom sinners agreed to deride — Now blessed forever is made, And life has rewarded his pain ; Now glory has crowned his head ; Heav'n sings of the Lamb that was slain. Believing, we share in his joy ; By faith we partake in his rest; With this we can cheerfully die, For with him we hope to be blest. 38 PSALMS. We wait for his coming again, To raise us to honour and fame ; This glory his saints shall obtain; His foes shall be clothed with shame. PSALM 28— C. M.— [Communion. This is the day the first ripe sheaf Before the Lord was wav'd, And Christ, first-fruits of them that slept Was from the dead receiv'd. He rose for them for whom he died, That, like to him, they may jdise when he comes, in glory great, That ne'er shall pass away. This is the day the Spirit came With us on earth to stay — A comforter, to fill our hearts With joys that ne'er decay. His comforts are the earnest sure Of that same heav'nly rest Which Jesus enter'd on, when he Was made forever blest. This day the Christian churchy began, Form'd by his wondrous grace ; This day the saints in concord meet, To join in prayer and praise. PSALMS. 39 nourish faith, and hope, and love, His death they do show forth, is resurrection they record, And glory in his worth. Yhis joyful day let us observe; Redemption's work is done ; The Jewish Sabbaths are no more; The earthly rest is gone. To heaven's rest we'll follow Him, (His death has pav'd the way,) A.nd there in nobler anthems sing The glad redemption day. PSALM 29— L. Ts\.—[Sylvan-strean~ t Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay — Lift up your heads, you heav'nly gate9* You everlasting doors, give way ! Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene; He claims those mansions as his right — Receive the King of glory in ! .{0 PSALMS. Who is the King of glory ? — TV ho ? The Lord, who all his foes o'ercame ; The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name. Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; Lift up your heads, you heavenly gates You everlasting- doors, give way ! TV ho is the King of glory ? — TV ho ?■ The Lord of boundless might possess'd, The King of saints and angels too, Lord over all, forever blest ! PSALM 30— C. M.— [Celesta. « Beyond the glitt'ring starry sky, Which God's right hand sustains, There, in the boundless world of light, Our great Redeemer reigns. Legions of angels, strong and fair, In countless armies shine At his right hand, with golden harps, To offer songs divine. Hail, Prince! they cry, forever kail! Whose unexampled love Moifd thee to quit these blissful realms Jlnd royalties above ! PSALMS 41 While frorti the sons of men on earth He sufier'd ro.de disdain, 'rhey threw their honours at his feet, ited in his train. Through all his travels here below They did his steps attend; Oft gaz'd, and wonder'd where at length This scene of love would end. They heard him in the garden groan, And saw his sweat of blood ; saw his pierced hands and feet Nail'd to the cursed wood. They saw him break the bars of death, Which none e'er broke before, And rise in conquering majesty, To -loop to death no more. They brought his chariot from above, To bear him to his throne ; And with a shout exulting cried, The glorious work is done .' PSALM 31— L. M.— [TVinJham, Great was the day, the joy was great, When the belov'd disciples met ; Vnd on their heads the Spirit came, \nd sat like tongues of cloven flame. 42 PSALMS. What gifts, what miracles he gave ! The power to kill — the power to save Furnish'd their tongues with wondrous words, Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. Thus arm'd he sent the champions forth, From East to West, from South to North : Go, and assert your Saviour's cause — Go, spread the mystery of his cross! These weapons of the holy war, Of w r hat almighty force they are To make our stubborn passions bow, And lay the proudest rebel low ! The Greeks and Jews, the learn'd and rude. Are by these heav'nly arms subdued; While Satan rages at his loss, And hates the doctrine of the cross. PSALM 32— L. M.—lZion. Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run, His kingdom spread from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. To him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown his head ; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. PSALMS; 43 People and realms of ev'ry tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. Blessings abound ! Where'er he reigns The jovial pris'ner bursts his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are bless'd. Where he displays his healing power, Death and the curse are known no more; In him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. Let ev'ry creature rise and bring All grateful honours to our King ; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen! PSALM 33— C. M— {Arlington. Sing to the Lord a new-made song, Who wondrous things has done; vYith his rijjht hand and holy arm The conquest he has won. The Lord has through th' astonish'd world Display'd his saving might, And made his righteous acts appear In all the heathen's sight. 44 PSALMS. Of Israel's house his love and truth Have ever mindful been ; Wide earth's remotest parts the power Of Israel's God have seen. Let therefore earth's inhabitants Their cheerful voices raise ; And all, with universal joy, Resound their Maker's praise. Let the loud ocean roar her joy, With all the seas contain ; The earth, and her inhabitants, Join concert with the main. With joy let riv'lets swell to streams, To spreading torrents they ; And echoing vales from hill to hill Redoubled shouts convey ; To welcome down the world's great Judge, Who does with justice come, And with impartial equity, Both to reward and doom. HYMNS. HYMN 1— C. M.—[BrallIestre6L TO Him that lov'd the sons of men. And wash'd us in his blood, To royal honours rais'd our heads. And made us priests to God : To him let ev'ry tongue be praise, And ev'ry heart be love ; Ml grateful honours paid on earth, And nobler songs above. Behold, on flying' clouds he comes ! His saints shall bless the day; While they that pierc'd him sadly moure la anguish and dismay. Thou art the First, and thou the Last ; Time centres all in Thee ; Almighty Lord, who wast, and art, And evermore shalt be. 45 46 HYMNS. HYMN 2— C. M.— [New-Orleans. Jesus, in thee our eyes behold A thousand glories more Than the rich gems and polish'd gold The sons of Aaron wore. They first their own burnt-off'rings brought To purge themselves from sin : Thy life was pure, without a spot, And all thy nature clean. Fresh blood, as constant as the day, Was on their altar spilt; But thy one orT'ring takes away Forever all our guilt. Their priesthood ran through sev'ral handsr! For mortal was their race ; Thy never-changing office stands Eternal as thy days. Once, in the circuit of a year, With blood, but not his own, Aaron within the veil appear'd Before the golden throne. But Christ, with his own precious blood, Ascends above the skies, And in the presence of our God Shows his own saci ifice. HYMNS. 47 Jesus, the King of glory, reigns On Zion's holy hill; Looks like a lamb that had been slain, And wears his priesthood still. r lives in heav'n to plead The cause which cost his blood, AjkI saves unto the utmost those Who by him come to God. HYMN 3—6 times S.— [Worthiness. Thy worthiness is all our song, Lamb of God ! for thou wast slain ; And by thy blood brought'st us to God, [Out of each nation, tribe, and tongue; | To our Gfd mad'st us kings and priests, \nd we shall reign upon the earth. Salvation to our God, who shines In face of Jesus on the throne ! The only just and merciful ! Salvation to the worthy Lamb, With loud voice all the church ascribes; Amen! say angels round the throne. To him who lov'd us, and has wash'd Us from our sins in his own blood, \nd who has made us kings and priests To his own Father and his God, The glory and dominion be To him eternally. Amen ! 48 HYMNS. HYMN 4— C. M.— SI. Martins. Behold the glories of the Lamb Amidst his Father's throne. Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around, With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. Now to the Lamb that once was slain, Be endless blessing's paid ; Salvation, glory, joy, remain Forever on thy head ! 'hou hast redeem'd oar souls witn ol f »or safety we hide — The L'Td is our power— The Lord tciU provide: When life pinks apace, and death is in view, The word o\ his grace shall comfort us through; Not fearing or doubting, with Christ on our side, We hope to die shouting, The Lord icill provide. SONG 18— C. "SI.— [Dundee. How are thy servants blest, O Lord ! How sure is their defence ! Eternal AYisdom is their guide! Their help, Omnipotence! T i Foreign realms, and lands remote, ported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. When by the dreadful tempest borne, High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Xor impotent to save. The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to thy w:.!l ; "The sea that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 94 CHRISTIAN [n midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. CHRISTIAN HONORS AND PRIVILEGES. SONG 19— IPs.— [Huger. How firm a foundation, you saints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! Whai more can he say than to you he has sain. You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ? In ev-ry condition, in sickness, in health, In pov*»*y's vale, or abounding in wealth; At home, ifd abroad, on the land, on the sea, As your d«.ys may demand, so your succour shari b*. Fear not— I a-M with you ; O be not dismay'd ! I, I am youi' Cr^A, and will still give you aid ; I'll strengthen yru, i^lp you, and cause you to sta^A. Upheld by my rigiueods, omnipotent hand. When through the deep waters I cause you to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not you o'erflow ; For I will be with you your troub'es to bless, And sanctify to you your deepast distress. When through fiery trials your pathway shall liey My grace, all-sufficient, shall be your supply: The'flame shall not hurt you ; I only design Your dross to consume, and your gold to refine. E'en down to old age all my people shall prove My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love; And whenlioary hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. HONORS AND PRIVILEGES. 95 ii] ih;u cm Jesus lias lean'd for repose, I will .101, 1 run;.'; desert I 1 1 liell should endeavour to snake, r — no, never— no, never forsake! SONG 20— [Vs.— [Home. Thbkb's n i name among men nor angels so bright, As is the name Jesus, the" Father's delight ; The joy of his children, they speak of this name, its praises in songs they proclaim. !n all Christian churches this name is ador'd, i.s their shield and glory, with cheerful accord; End there 'lis declared'the help of distressed, The hope of the hopeless, and ease of oppress'd. The church of the first-born, with angels of light, ■hall sound forth its praises with endless delight; lly unfolded it can be by none, Save Jesus among them, the Father's own Son. SONG 21— L. M.— [Majesty New Forgiveness ! 'tis a joyful sound To malefactors doom'd to die ; Publish the bliss the world around ; You seraphs, shout it from the sky ! Tis the rich gift of love divine; 'Tis full, outmeasuring ev'ry crime; Unclouded shall its glories shine, And feel no change by changing time. 96 CHRISTIAN For this stupendous love of Heav'n, What grateful honors shall we show ! Where much transgression is forgiv'n Let love in equal ardors glow. By this inspir'd, let all our days With gospel holiness be crown'd ; Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise In all abide, in all abound. SONG 22— S. M.— [Lonsdale. Come, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. The sorrows of the mind Be banish'd from this place ! Religion never was design'd To make our pleasures less. Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God ; But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. The God that rules on high, And thunders when he please, That rides upon the stormy sky, And manages the seas ; HOJSORS AND PRIVILEGES. This mighty God is ours, Our Father and cur Love; He will send down his heav'nly powers To carry us ab There shall we see his And never, never sin ; There, from the rivers of his grace, Drink en -ares in. |Yes, and before we vise To that ha I ite, L'he thoughts of such amazing bliss constant joys c he men of grace have found Glory begun below ; I fruits on earthly ground From faith and I The hill of Zion v A. thous Before Or walk the golden sire, Then let our songs abound, And ev'ry tear be dry ; We're marching o'er this ; . "und. To fairer worlds on I I to my Father's house return ; There num'rous mansions stand, (And glory manifold abounds Through all the happy land. I go your entrance to secure, And your abode prepare ; Ke^ions unknown are safe to you, When I your friend am there. Thence shall I come when ages close, To take you home with me ; There we shall meet to part no more, Where sorrows ne'er shall be. I am the Way, the Truth, the Life ; No son of human race, But such as I conduct and guide, Shall see niv Father's face 100 CHRISTIAN SONG 25— C. M.— [Rockingham. Behold th' amazing gift of love The Father has bestow'd On us, the sons of sinful men, To call us sons of God. Conceal'd as yet this honor lies, By this dark world unknown — A world that knew not when he came, E'en God's beloved Son. High is the rank we now possess, But higher we shall rise ; Though what we she. 11 hereafter be Is hid from mortal eyes. We know, we all, when he appears, Shall bear his image bright ; And all his glory full disclos'd Shall open to our sight. A hope so great, and so divine, May trials well endure, And purify our souls from sin, As Christ himself is pure. SONG 26— P. M.— [Howards. How happy are they who their Saviour obey, Ami have laid up their treasures i Tongue cannot, express the sweet comfort and peace 01 a soul in the Saviour's love ! HONORS AND PRIVILEGES. 101 This comfort is mine, since the favor divine 1 have found in the blood of the Lamb: Sine- the truth I believ'd, what a joy I've receiv'd, What a heaven in Jesus' blest name! 'Tis a heav'n below my Redeemer to know, And the angels can do nothing more Thau to fall at his feet, and the story repeat, And the lover of sinners adore! i f -?sus all the day Ion? is my joy and my song; O that all to this refuse may" fly ! e has lov*d me, I cried', he has suffer'd and died To redeem such a rebel as I ! r 'n the wings of his love I am carried above All my sin. and temptation, and pain; why should I grieve, while on him I believe! O why should I sorrow again! the rapturous height of that holy delight, Which 1 find in the life-giving blood ! Of my Saviour possessed, Tarn perfectly bless'd, Being fiil'd with the fulness of God! Now my remnant of days will 1 spend to his praise, Who has died me from sin to redeem ; (Whether many or few, all my years are his due; They shall all be devoted to him. What a mercy is this ! what a heaven of bliss! How unspeakably happy am I ! Gather'd into the fold, with believers enroll'd— With believers to live and to die! SONG 27— C. M— [Celesta. How happy is the Christian's state ? His sins are all forgiv'n ; A cheering ray confirms the grace, And lifts his hopes to heav'n. 102 CHRISTIAN Though in the rugged path of life He heaves the pensive sigh ; Yet, trusting in his God, he finds Deliv'ring grace is nigh. If, to prevent his wand'ring steps, He feels the chastening rod, The gentle stroke shall bring him back To ids forgiving God. And when the welcome message comes To call his soul away, His sonl in raptures shall ascend To everlasting day. SONG 28— L. M.— [Windham. Bless'd are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty ; Treasures of grace to them are giv'n, And crowns of joy laid up in heav'n. Bless'd are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart; The blood of Christ divinely flows, 1 healing balm for all their woes. Bless'd are the souls who thirst for grace, Hunger and thirst for righteousness ; They shall be well supplied, and fed With living streams and living- bread. HONORS AND PRIVILEGES. 103 Bless'd are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the glowing coals of strife; They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace. Bless'd are the suff'rers who partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord: Glory and joy are their reward. SONG 29— C. M.— [New-Orleans. Bless'd is the man who shuns the place Where sinners love to meet, Who fears to tread their wicked ways, 1 hates the scoffer's seat : ; the statutes of the Lord Has plac'd his chief delight; Dy day he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night. Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine ; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. Not so the impious and unjust: What vain designs they form ! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff befnro the storm. 101 CHRISTIAN Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ the Judge at his right hand Appoints his saints a place. His eye beholds the path they tread His heart approves it well ; But crooked ways of sinners lead Down to the gates of hell. SONG 30— C. M.— [Piety. There is a fountain fill'd with blood, Pour'd from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners plung'd beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. The dying thief rejoic'd to see That fountain in his day ; And there have I, though vile as he, Wash'd all my sins away. O Lamb of God ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransom'd sons of God Be sav'd — 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. HONORS AND PRIVILEGES. 105 And when this lisping", stamm'ring tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing- thy power to save. SOXG 31— L. M.—[TVilliamstown. I know that my Redeemer lives : What comfort this sweet sentence gives! He lives, he lives who once was dead, He lives, my ever-living head ! le lives to bless me with his love, for me above, He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to bless in time of need. He lives to grant me rich supply, He liv i me with his eye, He lives to comfort me when faint, He lives to hear my soul's complaint. He lives to silence all my fears, He lives to wipe my flowing tears, He lives to calm my troubled heart, He lives all blessings to impart. He lives, my kind, wise, heav'nly friend, He lives, and loves me to the end ; He lives, and while he lives I'll sing, He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King! 106 CHRISTIAN He lives, and grants me daily breath; He lives, and I shall conquer death ; He lives my mansion to prepare, He lives to bring me safely there. He lives, all glory to his name ! He lives, my Jesus, still the same ! O the sweet joy this sentence gives— / know that my Redeemer lives ! SONG 32— S. M.— Watchman. Israel the desert trod, Sustain'd by power divine, While wondrous mercy mark'd the road With many a mystic sign. When Moses gave the stroke, From Horeb's flinty side Issued a river, and the rock The Hebrew's thirst supplied. But O ! what nobler themes Does gospel grace afford ! From Calv'ry spring superior streams- There hung the smitten Lord ! Of ev'ry hope bereft, Sinners, to Jesus go ; Behold the Rock of Ages cleft, And living currents flow. HONORS AND PRIVILEGES 107 Here may our spirits bathe, Here may our joys abound ! Till (pass'd the wilderness and death) We tread celestial ground ! SONG 33— C. M— ICeksta. What poor, despised company Of travellers are these, Who walk in yonder narrow way, Along the rugged maze ? Ah ! these are of a royal line, All children of a King ; Heirs of immortal crowns divine, And, lo ! for joy they sing. Why do they, then, appear so mean, And why so much despis'd 1 — Because of their rich robes unseen The world is not appriz'd. But some of them seem poor, distress'd, And lacking daily bread. — Ah ! they're of boundless wealth possessVL With hidden manna fed ! But why keep they the narrow road, That rugged thorny maze 1 Why, that's the way their leader trod ; They love and keep his ways. 103 CHRISTIAN Why must they shun that pleasant path That worldlings love so well ? Because that is the way to death, The open road to hell. What ! is there then no other road To Salem's happy ground 1 Christ is the only way to God ; None other can be found. Then let us in this way rejoice, And in the truth abound, Till Jesus with his angels comes, And. Michael's trump shall sound. Then we shall mount on wings of love, And meet in realms on high. And saints and angels join in praise Thiough all eternity. SONG 31— P. M.—[Royalta. Let others boast their ancient line, In long succession great; In the proud list let heroes shine, And monarchs swell the state; Descended from the King of kings, Each saint a nobler title sinus. HONORS AND PRIVILEGES. 109 Pronounce me, gracious God, thy son Own me an lfeir divine ; I'll pity princes on the throne, When I can call thee mine : Sceptres and crowns unenvied rise And lose their lustre in mine eyes. Content, obscure, I pass my days, To all I meet unknown, And wait till thou thy child shalt raise, And seat me near thy throne : No name, no honors here I crave, Well pleas'd with those beyond the grav« esus my elder brother lives, With him I too shall reign ; Nor sin, nor death, while he survives, Shall make the promise vain : In him my title stands secure, And shall while endless years endure. When he, in robes divinely bright, Shall once again appear, You too, my soul, shall shine in light, And his full image bear : Enough ! — I wait th' appointed day — iiless'd Saviour, haste, and come away I 110 CHRISTIAN SONG 35— L. M.— [Job. Earth has a joy unknown in heav'n— The new-born joy of sins forgiv'n! Tears of such pure and deep delight, O angels ! never dimm'd your sight. You saw of old on chaos rise The beauteous pillars of the skies ; You know where morn exulting springs, And ev'ning folds her drooping wings. Bright heralds of th' Eternal Will, Abroad his errands you fulfil ; Or, thron'd in floods of beamy day, Symphonious in his presence play. Loud is the song — the heav'nly plain Is shaken with the choral strain ; And dying echoes, floating far, Draw music from each chiming star. But I amid your choirs shall shine, And all your knowledge shall be mine; You on your harps must lean to hear A secret cord that mine will bear. SONG 36— L. M— [Old Hundred. With one consent let all the earth To God their cheerful voices raise ; Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, And sing before him songs of praise : HONORS AND PRIVILEGES. Ill Convinced that he is God alone, From whom hoth we and all proceed; We, whom he chooses for his own, The flock that he vouchsafes to feed. . is temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutl}^ press ; And still your grateful hymns repeat, And still his name with praises bless. For he's the Lord, supremely good, His mercy is forever sure ; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. SONG 37— C. M.— [Winter. Plu.ng'd in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimm'ring day the Prince of Peace Beheld our helpless grief: He saw, and (O ! amazing love !) He run to our i Down froi. ;ove With joyful haste he lied, Knter'd the grave in mortal :. And dwelt among the dead. 112 THE CHRISTIAN HOPE. O ! for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. Angels, assist cur mighty joys ; Strike all your harps of gold; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. THE CHRISTIAN HOPE. SONG 38— G. II. — [Twenty-fourth Bless'd be the everlasting God, The Father of our Lord ; e his abounding mercy prais'd, His majesty adord. When from the dead he raised his Son, And call'd him to the sky, He gave our souls a lively hope That they should never die. What though the first man's sin requires Our flesh to see the dust; Yet, as the Lord our Saviour rose, So all his folio w'rs must. There's an inheritance divine, ReservM against that day; 'Tis uncorrupl sfii'd, Arul cannot fad§ ;:vvay ! THE CHRISTIAN HOPE. U? Saints by the power of God are kept, Till the salvation come ; We walk by faith as strangers here, Till Christ shall take us home. SONG 39— P. M— [Princeton. When the King of kings comes, When the Lord of lords comes; We shall have a joyful day, When the King of kings comes: To see the nations broken down, And kingdoms once of great renown, And saints now suff'ring wear the crown, When the King of kings comes. When the trump of God calls, When the last of foes falls : We shall have a joyful day, When the King of kings comes : To see the saints rais'd from the dead And all together gathered, And made like to their glorious Head, When the King of kings comes. When the foe's distress comes, When the church's rest comes, We shall have a joyful da)-, When the King of kings comes : To see the New Jerusalem, Its fulness and its matchless frame, Surpassing all report and fame, When the King of kings comes. When the world's course is run, When the judgment is begun, We shall have a joyful day, When the King of kines comes ; 8 114 THE CHRISTIAN HOPE. To see the sons of God well known, All spotless to their Father shown, And Jesus all his brethren own, When the King of kings comes. When the Lord from heav'n comes, When the host of heav'n comes ; We shall have a joyful day, When the King of kings comes * To see the righteous cause prevail, And all debates decided well, And all mouths stopp'd which lies do tell, When the King of kings comes. When our Lord in clouds comes, When he with great power comes ; We shall have a joyful day, When the King of kings comes : To see all things by him restor'd, And God himself alone ador'd By all the saints with one accord, When the King of kings comes. SONG 40— L. M.—lZion. While we the empty tomb survey, We sing the triumphs of this day : The Saviour rose ! He broke death's chai And all our hellish foes are slain ! The barren grave, on this blest morn, Brought forth our Saviour, her first-born; Soon shall she feel a second throe, And bringr forth all his brethren too. THE CHRISTIAN HOPE. 115 The life which wrought in Christ our head, Secures our rising from the dead: This faith does all our fears control, This gives a Sabbath to the soul. Our risen Lord all things obey, leath and hell must own his sway: While saints with one accord proclaim The glory of his endless fame. SONG 41— C. ^.—[Condescension. I'm not asham'd to own my Lord, Nor to defend his cause, Maintain the honors of his word, The glory of his cross. Jesus, my Lord. I know his name, His name is all my trust; N'or 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 hat Tve committed to his hands. rill the decisive hour. my worthless name face, Jerusalem Appoint foi me a | 116 THE CHRISTIAN HOPE. SONG 42— L. M.— [Majesty New. On Sicn's glorious summit stood A num'rous host redeem'd by blood ; They hymn'd their King in strains divine- I heard the song, and strove to join. Here all who suffer'd sword or flame For truth or Jesus' lovely name, Shout vict'ry now, and hail the Lamb, And bow before the great I AM. "While everlasting ages roll, Eternal love shall feast their soul, And scenes of bliss forever new Rise in succession to their view. Here Mary and Manasseh view, The dying thief, and Abrah'm too; With equal love their spirits flame, The same their joy, their song the same. O sweet employ to sing and trace Th' amazing heights and depths of grace ; And spend, from sin and sorrow free, A blissful, vast eternity ! O what a sweet, exalted song, When ev'ry tribe and ev'ry tongue, Redeem'd by blood, with Christ appear, And join in one full chorus there! THE CHRISTIAN HOPE. 117 My soul anticipates the day, Would stretch her wings and soar away, To aid the song, the palm to bear, And praise my great Redeemer there SONG 43— C. M .— [Mount Nebo. Lo ! what a glorious sight appears To our admiring eyes ! The former seas have pass'd away, The former earth and skies. From heav'n the New Jerus'lem comes, * All worthy of its Lord ; See all things now at last renew'd, And Paradise restored. Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing; Mortals, behold the sacred seat Of our descending King ! The God of glory down to men Removes his blest abode; He dwells with men ; his people they, And he his people's God. His gracious hand shall wipe the tears From ev'ry weeping eye ; And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself shall die. 118 CHRISTIAN LOVE. O may we stand before the Lamb, When earth and seas are fled, And hear the Judge pronounce our name, With blessing's on our head ! CHRISTIAN LOVE, UNION, AND COMMUNION. SONG 44— L. M.— [Devotion. How pleasing- to behold and see The friends of Jesus all agree, To sit around the sacred board As members of one common Lord. Here we behold the dawn of bliss- Here we enjoy the Saviour's grace — Here we behold his precious blood, Which sweetly pleads for us with God. While here we sit we would implore That love may spread from shore to shore, Till all the saints, like us, combine To praise the Lord in songs divine. To all we freely give our hand, t Who love the Lord in ev'ry land; For all are one in Christ our head, To whom be endless honors paid. Here, by the bread and wine, we view What boundless curses were our due ; But through the ofFring of our Lord, More than was lost is now restored. UNION, AND COMMUNION. U'J Let wrath and strife, these seeds of hell. Ne'er in the Christian bosom dwell ; But love and union, by his blood, Prove us the chosen heirs of God. SONG 45— L. M.—[Jmboy. Kindred in Christ, for his name's sake, A hearty welcome here receive ; May we together now partake She joys which only he can give. ! "o you and us by grace 'tis giv'n ""o know the Saviour's precious name ; ind shortly we shall meet in heav'n, f)ur hope, our way, our end the same. May He, by whose kind care we meet, Send his good Spirit from above ; Make our communications sweet, lAnd cause our hearts to burn with love. Forgotten be each worldly theme, When Christians meet together thus; We only wish to speak of Him Who liv'd, and died, and reigns for us We'll talk of all he did and said, And suffer'd for us here below ; The path he mark 'd for us to tread, And what he's d( w for us now \20 CHRISTIAN LOVE, Thus, as the moments pass away, We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; And hasten on the glorious day When we shall meet to part no more. SONG 46— C. M.— [Celesta. How sweet, how heav'nly is the sight, W T hen those that love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And so fulfil the word : Wlien each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ; When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart : When free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above, Each can his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love : When love in one delightful stream Through every bosom flows, When union sweet and dear esteem In ev'ry action glows. Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above, And he's an heir of heav'n that finds His bosom glow with love. UNION, AND COMMUNION. 121 SONG 47— S. W.—lXmcty-third. Let Christians all agree, And peace among them spread ; Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their head. Among the saints on earth Let fervent love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With common blessings crown'd. Let envy (child of hell !) Be banish'd far away ; Those should in strictest friendship dwell Who the same Lord obey. Thus will the church below Resemble that above, Where streams of endless pleasure flow, And ev'ry heart is love. SONG 48— S. M— [Aylesbury. Blest be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 122 CHRISTIAN LOVE, When we asunder part, It gives us inward pain ; But we shall still be join'd in heart, This glorious hope revives Our courage b}r 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. SONG 49— Vs.— [SaDa?mah. From whence does this union arise, That hatred is conquer d by love? It fastens our souls with such ties, That distance nor time can remove. It cannot in Eden be found, . Nor yet in a Paradise lost ; It grows on Immamiel's ground, And Jesus' life's bloaij it did cost. My friends so cniiearM unto me, Our souls so united in love; Where Jesus i ■> shall be, Tn yonder blest mansions -'hove. • : And th( United in With Jesus And all i ?hen si Amen ! E SONG .50- . O happy children who foil". Unto the bouse of prayer and : i 1 And join in union wo Resolv'd this way 10 sp'-nd your uavs: Although we're Imp.] by the world am: By the flesh, and such as i Yei happy moments and joj I We on W ' ■ • • v r me. 124 CHRISTIAN LOVE, &c. And as we go let us praise our Saviour, And pray for those who spurn his grace Lest they should lose love's richest treasure, And ne'er enjoy his smiling face. Now here's my hand and my best wishes, In token of my Christian love, In hopes with you to praise my Jesus; So farewell, brethren— we'll meet above. SONG 51— P. M— [Band of Love. Our souls by love together knit, Cemented, join'd in one ; One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice— 'Tis heaven on earth begun. Our hearts have burn'd while Jesus spoke, A.nd glow'd with sacred fire; fie stoop'd, and talk'd, and fed, and bless'd, And fill'd th' enlarged desire. A Saviour, let creation sing ! A Saviour, let all heaven ring ! He's God with us, ice feel him ours ; His fulness in our souls he pours ! *Tis almost done, 'Tis almost o'er; We'er joining them who've gone before ; We soon shall meet to part no more. We're soldiers fighting for our God, Let trembling cowards fly; We'll stand unshaken, firm, and fix'd, With Christ to live and die. Let Satan rage, and hell assail, We'll fight our passage through ; Though foes unite, and friends desert, We'll seize the prize in view. A Saviour, fyc. CHURCH TRIUMPHANT. 125 The little cloud increases still, The heav'ns are big with rain; We haste to catch the teeming shower, And all i;s moisture drain; A rill, a stream, a torrent tlows, Now i ours the minhty flood— O sweep the nations, shake the earth, Till all proclaim the Lord! A Saviour, cj-c. And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And setl'st thy siarry crown, And all thy sparkling gems sliall shine, Proclaimed by thee thine own; ."May we, the little band of love, We, sinners saved by grace, From glory into glory chang'd, Behold thy lovely face. A Saviour, <)V. ITHE CHURCH TRIUMPHANT ON EARTH SONG 52—8, 7,— [Ohicy. O'er the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul, be still and gaze : All the promises do travail With a glorious day of grace: Blessed jub'lee, Let thy glorious morning dawn. Let the Indian, let the Negro, Let the rude Barbarian see, That divine and glorious conquest ' Once obtain'd on Calvary : Let the gospel Loud resound from pole to pole. 12G CHURCH TRIUMPHANT Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; And from eastern coast to western, May the morning chase the night! And redemption, Freely purchas'd, win the day. Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel! Win and conquer ! never cease ! May thy lasting wide dominion Multiply and still increase ! Sway thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around ! SONG 53—8, l.—lRome. Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ! He, whose word cannot be broken, Form'd thee for his own abode ; On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation'^ wall surrounded, Thou may'st 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 drought remove : ON 127 Who can Taint whi i river Ever flows their thirst t' assuage! . which like the Lord the giver, Never fails from age to age. Round each habitation hov'ring, See the cloud and fire appear, For a glory and a cov'ring, Showing that the Lord is near: Thus deriving from their banner Light by night, and shade by day, [Safe they feed upon the manna Which he gives them when they pray. Blest inhabitants of Zion, Wash'd in the Redeemer's blood ! ( Jesus, whom their souls rely on, Makes them kings and priests to God: Tis his love his people raises With himself to reign as kings ; And, as priests, his solemn praises Each for a thank-off 'ring brings. Saviour, since of Zion's city I through grace a member am, Let the world deride or pity, I will glory in thy name ; Fading is the worldling's treasure, All his boasted pomp and show ! Solid joys and lasting pleasure None but Zion's children know 128 CHURCH TRIUMPHANT SONG 54—C. M — [Mount Nebo. Behold the mountain of the Lord In latter days shall rise, On mountain tops above the hills, And draw the wond'ring eyes. To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues shall flow ; Up to the hill of God, they'll say, And to his house we'll go ! The beam that shines from Zion hill Illume shall ev'ry land ! The King- who reigns in Salem's towers Shall all the world command. Among the nations he shall judge, His judgments truth shall guide ; His sceptre shall protect the just, And quell the sinner's pride. No strife shall rage, nor hostile feuds Disturb those peaceful years ; To ploughshares men shall beat their swor V To pruning-hooks their spears. No longer host encount'ring host, Shall crowds of slain deplore ; They'll hang the trumpet in the hall, And study war no more. ON EARTH. IS>& Come, then, O house of Jacob ! come To worship at his shrine ; And walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. SONG 51— C. M.— lLcander. That glorious day is drawing nigh, When Zion's light shall come; •She shall arise and shine on high, Bright as the morning su;:. The north and south their sons resign, And earth's foundations bend ; A e adorn'd, Jerusalem All glorious shall descend. The King who wears the splendid crown, The azure flaming bow, y city sh; xi\ To bless his church below. When Zion's bleeding, eonqu'ring King Shall sin and death destroy*, The morning stars shall join to sing, And Zion shout for joy. The holy, bright, Who sing on harps of gold, In glorious order then shall stand Fair Salem to behold. 6 130 CHURCH TRIUMPHANT Descending with sweet melting strains, Jehovah they adore ; Such shouts through earth's extended plain Were never heard before. Let Satan rage and boast no more, Nor think his reign is long ; Though saints are feeble, frail, and poor, Their great Redeemer's strong. He is their shield and hiding place, A covert from the storm ; A fountain in the wilderness, And their eternal home. The crystal stream* comes down from he?v'I It issues from the throne ; The floods of strife away are driv'n, The church becomes but one: That peaceful union we shall know, And live upon his love, And sing and shout his name below, As angels do above. A thousand years shall roll around, The church shall be complete ; t| Oall'd by the last loud trumpet's sound, Their Saviour's face to meet : ON EARTH. 131 With joy they meet him in the sky, Whom here their souls ador'd ; And live in worlds of bliss on high, Forever with their Lord. SONG 55— ll's.— [Solicitude. The Prince of salvation is coming— prepare A way ia the desert his blessings to share; He comes to release us from sins and from woes, And make the rude wilderness bloom like the rose, His reign shall extend from the east to the west, Compose all the tumults of nature to rest ; The day-spring of glory illumine the skies, And ages on ages of happiness rise. The brute-hearted temper of man shall grow tame, The wolf and the lion lie down with the lamb; [ with the kine shall contentedly feed, &.nd children their young ones in harmony lead. No more shall the sound of the war-whoop be heard, i The ambush and slaughter no longer be feard; The tomahawk buried shall rest in the ground. And peace and g wd-will to the nations abound. All spirit of war to the gospel shall bow, The bow lie unstrung at the foot of the plough; To prune the young orchard the spear shall be bent, Ana love greet the "world with a smile of content. Slight tinctures of skin shall no longer engage The fervor of jealousy, murder, and rage ; But white men and red shall in friendship be join'd, wide spreading benevolence over mankind. Hail ! scenes of felicity, transport, and joy When hatred and passion shall cease to annoy; Rich blessings of grace from above shall be giv'n, And life only serve as a passage to heav'n. 132 FUTURE GLORY. Roll forward, blest Saviour, roll forward the day, When all shall submit, and rejoice in thy sway: When men of all nations, united in praise, One vast hallelujah triumphant shall raise. SONG 56— P. M.— [St. Helena. Sfiout the glad tidings ! exultingly sing, . Jerusalem triumphs ! Messiah is King ! Eion, the marvellous story be telling, The Son of the Highest how lowly his birth ! The brightest of angels in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee — he reigns upon earth. Shoiit the glad tidings ! exultingly sing, Jerusalem triumpiis 1 Messiah is King ! Tell how he cometh from nation to nation, The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round, How free to the sinner he offers salvation! How his people with joy everlasting are crownM. Shout the glad tidings ! exultingly sing, Jerusalem triumphs ! Messiah is King ! Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing, And sweet let the~ gladsome hosanna arise; You angels, the full hallelujah be singing- One chorus resound through the earth and the skies! Shout the glad tidings ! exultingly si,7tg, Jerusalem triumphs ! Messiah is King ! FUTURE GLORY. SONG 57— C. M.— [Pleasant Hill. How bright these glorious spirits shine! Whence all their bright array 1 How came they to the blissful seats Of everlasting day 1 ? FUTURE GLORY. 133 Lo! these are they from sufF'rings great Who came to realms of light, And in the blood of Christ have wash'd Those robes which shine so bright. Now with triumphant palms they stand Before the throne on high, And serve the God they love, amidst The glories of the sky. His presence fills each heart with joy, Tunes ev'ry mouth to sing ; By day, by night, the sacred courts With glad hosannas ring". Hunger and thirst are felt no more, Nor sun with scorching ray; tlod is their sun, whose cheering beams ; Diffuse eternal day. The Lamb that sits upon the throne Shall o'er them still preside, Feed them with nourishment divine, And all their footsteps guide. 'Mong pastures green he'll lead his flock, Where living streams appear; And God the Lord from ev'ry eye Shall wipe off ev'ry tear. 134 FUTURE GLORY. SONG 58— C. M.— [Ninety-fifth. Far from these narrow scenes of night Unbounded glories rise ; And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. Celestial land ! could our weak eyes But half thy charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more ! There pain and sickness never come, And grief no place obtains; Health triumphs in immortal bloom. And endless pleasure reigns ! o cloud these blissful regions know, Forever bright and fair ! For sin, the source of ev'ry woe, Can never enter there. There no alternate night is known, Nor sun's faint sickly ray ; But glory from the sacred throne Spreads everlasting day. SONG 59— C. M— [IVindall There is a land of pure delight, Where saints in glory reign: Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. FUTURE GLORY. 135 There everlasting- spring abides, And never-with'ring rlow'rs : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heav'nly land from ours. Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood Stand dress'd in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan roll'd between. Yet tim'rous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea; And linger shiv'ring on the brink, And fear to launch away. When I ascend where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood Can fright me from the shore. SONG 60— C. M.— [Victory Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee ! When will my sorrows have an end? Thy joys when shall I see 1 Thy walls are all of precious stones, Most glorious to behold ! Thy gates are richly set with pearl, Thy streets are pav'd with gold m RECRUITING SONGS. Thy gardens and thy pleasant greens, My study long have been ; Such sparkling gems by human sight Have never yet been seen. If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, Why should I stay from thence ! What folly 'tis that "I should dread To die and go from hence ! Reach down, reach down thine arm of grace, And cause me to ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths never end. Jesus, my love, to glory's gone; Him will I go and see ; And all my brethren here below Will soon come after me. RECRUITING SONGS. SONG 61— 6"s, 8's.— [Lenox. Blow you the trumpet, blow The gladly solemn sound ! Let all the nations know. To earth's remotest bound, The year of Jubilee is come; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. RECRUITING SONGS, 117 Extol the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb ; Redemption by his blood Through all the world proclaim ; i'lie year of Jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. Jesus, our great High Priest, Propitiation made: You weary spirits, rest, You mournful souls, be glad : The } T ear of Jubilee is come : Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. You slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive, And safe in Jesus dwell, And bless'd in Jesus live : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. You bankrupt debtors, know The wondrous grace of heav'n, Though sums immense you owe, A free discharge is giv'n ; The year of Jubilee is come; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. 138 RECRUITING SONGS. You who have sold for naught The heritage above, Shall have it back unbought; The gift of Jesus' love. The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. The gospel trumpet hear, The news of heav'nly grace; And, sav'd from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, you ransom'd sinners, home. SONG 62—8, 7, 4.— {Hallelujah. Come, you sinners, poor and needy, 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. 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 Saviour's rising beam. RECRUITING SONGS. 139 Come, you weary, heavy laden, Bruis'd and mangled 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 Saviour prostrate lies ! On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him cry before he dies, " It is finished !" Sinners, will not this suffice 1 Lo ! the rising Lord ascending, Pleads the virtue of his blood : Venture on him, venture freely, Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo to his name : Hallelujah ! Sinners now his love proclaim. 140 RECRUITING SONGS. SONG 63— C. M.—[NbrthJield, O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found ! Suited to every sinner's ease, Who hears the joyful sound. Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls, Are freely welcome here; Salvation like a river rolls, Abundant, free, and clear. Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, Your ev'ry burden bring- ; Here love, unchanging- love, abounds — A deep celestial spring ! Whoever will (0 gracious word !) Shall of this stream partake ; Come, thirsty souls, and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake ! Millions of sinners, vile as you, Have here found life and peace ! Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. SONG 64— C. M.— [Condescension. Am I a soldier of the cross, A foll'vver of the Lamb'? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name! RECRUITING SONGS. 141 Must I be carried to the skies, On flow'ry beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sail'd through bloody seas 1 Are there no foes for me to face 1 Must I not stem the flood 1 Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God 1 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. (Thy saints in all this glorious war I Shall conquer though they die; They see the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thine armies shine, In robes of vict'ry through the skies, The glory shall be thine. SONG G5—C. M.— [Cambridge How free and boundless is the grace Of our redeeming God ! Extending to the Greek and Jew, And men of ev'ry blood. 142 RECRUITING SONGS. The mightiest king, the meanest slave, May his rich mercy taste ; He bids the beggar and the prince Come to the gospel feast. None are excluded thence, but those Who do themselves exclude; Welcome the learned and polite, The ignorant and rude. Come, then, you men of ev'ry name, Of ev'ry tribe and tongue ; What you are willing to receive May unto you belong. SONG 66— C. M.— .[Communism, Let ev'ry mortal ear attend, And ev'ry heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice ; Ho ! all you hungry, starving souls, Who feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind : Eternal wisdom has prepar'd A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. RECRUITING SONGS. 143 Ho ! you that pant for living streams And pine away and die, Here may you quench your raging thirst Yv ith springs that never dry. - of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. Great God ! the treasures of thy love • everlasting mines, Deep as our helpless mis'ries are, And boundless as our sins The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day : Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive ou: SONG 67— C. M.— [Fisgah. Je*us, thy blessings are not few, Nor is thy gospel weak ; Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, And heal the dying Greek. Wide as the reach of Satan's rege Does thy salvation flow : 'Tis not coiifinM to sex nor age, The lofty nor the low. 144 RECRUITING SONGS. While grace is offer'd to the prince, The poor may take his share ; No mortal has a just pretence To perish in despair. Come, all you wretched sinners, come, He'll form your souls anew; His gospel and his heart have room For rebels such as you. His doctrine is almighty love, There's virtue in his name To turn a raven to a dove, A lion to a lamb. ome, then, accept the offer'd grace, And make no more delay ; His love will all your guilt efface, And soothe your fears away. SONG 08— C. M.— [Exhortation. The King of heav'n his table spreads, And dainties crown the board; Not Paradise, with all its joys, Could such delights afford. Pardon and peace to dying men, And endless life are giv'n, Through the rich blood that Jesus shed, To raise our souls to heav'n. RECRUITING SONGS. Ill You hungry poor, that long have stray'd In sin's dark mazes, come ; Come from your most obscure retreats, And grace shall find you room Millions of souls in glory now, Were fed and feasted here ; And millions more still on the way, Around the board appear. Yet is his house and heart so large, That millions more may come ; Nor could the whole assembled world O'erfill the spacious room. All things are ready ; come away, Nor weak excuses frame ; Crowd to your places at the feast, And bless the Founder's name. SONG 69— L. M.— [Windham, Whene'er a sinner turns to God, With contrite heart and flowing eyes, The happy news makes angels smile, And tell their joys above the skies. Well may the church below rejoice, And echo back the heav'nly sound : This soul was dead, but now's alive ; This sheep was lost, but now is found 10 1 10 RECRUITING SONGS. Glory to God on high be giv'n, For this unbounded love to men ; Let saints below and saints above, In concert join the loud Amen ' SONG 70— 6's, &s.-[Lenox Reform, and be immers'd, Says your redeeming Lord ; You all are now assur'd That 'tis your Saviour's word* Arise ! arise without delay, And his divine command obey. You sin-convicted race, Now fall at Jesus' feet ; He'll save you through his graca- Come, to his will submit ; And be immers'd without delay — O come and wash your sins away ! Come, you believing train, No more this truth withstand; No longer think it vain To honor God's command ; But haste, arise, without delay, And come and wash your sins away, RECRUITING SONGS. 147 Jesus ! thou Prince of Peace ! To thy great name we pray ; May converts to thy grace This ordinance obey ; And may thy love their souls allure, Their peace and pardon to secure ! SONG 71— L. M.— [Devotion. Come, weary souls with sins distress'd, Come, and accept the proffer' d rest; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. Oppress'd with guilt, a heavy load, O ! come and spread your woes abroad ; Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. Here mercy's boundless ocean flows To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes; Pardon, and life, and endless peace, How rich the gift, how free the grace ! Lord, we accept with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart; We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless thy kind inviting voice. MS RECRUITING SONGS, SONG 72— 7's.— [Urania. What could your Redeemer do More than he has done for you ? To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood ? After all this flow of love, All his drawings from above, Why will you your Lord deny? Why will you resolve to die 1 Turn, he cries, O sinner, turn ! By his love your God makes known He would have you turn and live, He would all the world receive. If your death were his delight, Would he thus to life invite] Would he ask, beseech, and cry, Why will you resolve to die ? Sinners, turn while God is near ! He has left you naught to fear : Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands All day long he spreads his hands : Cries, " You will not happy be ; No, you will not come to me ; Me, who life to none deny — Why will you resolve to dieT' RECRUITING SONGS 149 Can you doubt that God is love. Who thus calls you from above ? Will you not bis word receive 1 Will you not his oath believe ! See, the suff'ring Lord appears; Jesus weeps — believe his tears ! Mingle 1 with his blood, they cry, '• Why will you resolve to die?" SONG 73— L. M.— [Wells. Life is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' insure the great reward, And while the lamp holds out to burn, O hasten, sinner, to return ! Life is the hour that God has giv'n To 'scape from hell and fly to heav'n, The day of grace, when mortals may- Secure the blessings of the day. The living know that they must die, Beneath the clods their dust must lie; They have no share in all that's done Beneath the circle of the sun. Then what my thoughts design to do, My hands, with all your might pursue : Since no device nor work is found, Nor faith nor hope beneath the ground. 150 RECRUITING SONGS. There are no acts of pardon pass'd In the cold grave to which we haste; O may we all receive thy grace, And see with joy thy smiling- face. SONG 74—7, G.~[Pennsville. Come, tell me, wand'ring sinner, Say whither do you roam, O'er this wide world a stranger — Have you no Saviour known. He calls you to his bosom, But, ah ! you still delay : He'll fit your soul for heaven, And guide you in the way. Now angels are attending To waft the news above, Your Saviour still presenting The joys of pard'ning love : O ! come, accept the oiler Of pardon and free grace, And own his mighty power In songs of love and praise. He will remove your sorrow, And grace and peace bestow ; Then leave not till to-morrow, The ioy he offers now. RECRUITING SONG& 151 This is the time accepted : O may redeeming love, No more by you rejected, Your lasting solace prove. SONG 75— L. M.— [Salem. To-day, if you will hear his voice, Now is the time to make your choice ; Say, will you to Mount Zion go? Say, will you come to Christ or no? Say, will you be forever blest, And with this glorious Jesus rest 1 ? Will you be sav'd from guilt and pain ? Will you with Christ forever reign ? Make now your choice, and halt no more ; He now is waiting for the poor : Say, now, poor souls, what will you do ? Say, will you come to Christ or no ? Fathers and sons for ruin bound, Amidst the gospel's joyful sound. Come, go with us, and seek to prove The joys of Christ's redeeming love. Matrons and maids, we look to you; Are you resolv'd to perish, too ? To rush in carnal pleasures on, And sink in flaming ruin down? \J$ REQUUiTING SONGS. Once, more we ask you in liis name, (We know his love remains the same,) Say, will you to Mount Zion go 1 Say, will you come to Christ or no 1 SONG 76— P. M.— [Proclamation, Hear the royal proclamation, The glad tidings of salvation, Publishing to ev'ry creature, To the ruin'd sons of nature, Jesus reigns — he reigns victorious, Over heaven and earth, most glorious ■ Jesus reigns. See the royal banners flying, Hear the heralds loudly crying, " Rebel sinners, royal favor Now is offer'd by the Saviour." Hear, O sons of wrath and ruin, Who have wrought your own undoing, Here is life and free salvation OfferVl to the whole creation. Twas for you that Jesus died, And for you was crucified, Conquer'd death, and rose to heaven ; Endless life through him is given. CHRISTIAN IMMERSION. 153 Here is wine, and milk, and honey, Come and purchase without money, Mercy like a flowing fountain Streaming from the holy mountain. For this love let rocks and mountains, Silver streams and crystal fountains, .Roaring thunders, lightning's blazes, Shout the great Messiah's praises. Shout, you tongues of ev'ry nation, To the "bounds of the creation, Shout the praise of Judah's Lion, The Almighty King of Zion. Shout, O saints! make joyful mention, Christ has purchas'd our redemption; Angels, shout the joyful story, Through the brighter worlds of glory. Chorus — Jesus reigns, &c. CHRISTIAN IMMERSION. SONG 77— L. M.— [Zion. I'Twas the commission of our Lord, ;< Go teach the nations, and baptize;" The nations have received the word Since he ascended to the skies. 154 CHRISTIAN IMMERSION. He sits upon th' eternal hills. With grace and pardon in his hands ; And sends his cov'nant, with its seals, To bless the distant Pagan lands. " Reform and be immers'd," he saith, " For the remission of your sins," And thus our sense assists our faith, And shows us what, the gospel xneao Our souls he washes in his blood, As water makes the body clean; And the good Spirit from our God Descends like purifying rain. SONG 78— L. M.— [Rockbridge Descending down into the flood. We his great suff'rings there behold, Who in deep waters for us stood, •W T hile floods of wrath upon him roll'd And when beneath the waters laid, Our breath suspended in their womb, We call to mind how Jesus died, And buried lay within the tomb. As from the wat'ry grave we rise We see him from death's prison freed, Discharged from sin, crovvn'd with the priz* Of endless life for nil his seed. CHRISTIAN IMMERSION. 155 This sign does to our faith declare Our part in him who once was dead; For into death immers'd we are, And with him buried as our head. And as the Father's glorious power Did life eternal to him give, So by this pledge he makes us sure 'That as he lives we'll also live. SONG 79— C. M.— IDundee. Proclaim, says Christ, my wondrous gracf To all the sons of men; He that believes and is immers'd, Salvation shall obtain. Let plenteous grace descend on those, Who, hoping in his word, This day have publicly declared 1 That Jesus is their Lord. With cheerful feet, may they advance, And run the Christian race; And through the troubles of the way, Find all-sufficient grace. SOXG 80— L. M.—[Suppficatio6 . all von sons of God, and view Yi>nr bleeding Saviour's love to you: k with heavy woes, And give his life to save his toes. 156 CHRISTIAN IMMERSION. Here in the pure baptismal wave, You see the emblem of his grave ; Come, all who would his laws obey, And view the place where Jesus lay, When from the wat'ry tomb restor'd, Then call to mind your rising Lord ; You saints, lift up your joyful eyes; Exulting see your Saviour rise. You, too, are buried with your Lord, Who in the water own his word, And joyfully receive therein, Remission of your former sin Ascending from the stream, behold An emblem of his life restor'd ; Hence live to him who died for yon, And all his just commandments do. SONG 81— L. M.— [Portugal. Come, you redeemed of the Lord, Come and obey the sacred word : He died and rose again for you — What more could your Redeemer do ? We to this place have come to show What we to boundless mercy owe; The Saviour's footsteps to explore, And tread the path he trod before. JUDGMENT. 157 Almighty Lord, be present still, Thy ancient promise to fulfil, That they who on thy name believe May peaee and pardon here receive. JUDGMENT. SONG 82—8, 7, 4.— [Camden. Lo ! he comes with clouds descending, Once for favor' d sinners slain, Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train ; Hallelujah ! Jesus now shall ever rei^n ! Bv'ry eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majesty : Tlir.se who set at naught and sold him Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing:, Shall the true Messiah see. Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, Heav'n and earth shall flee away ; ill who hate him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day, Come to judgment! Come to judgment ! come away ! 158 JUDGMENT. Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear ! All his saints, by man rejected, Now shall meet him in the air. Hallelujah ! See the day of God appear ! Lord, thy bride says by thy Spirit, Hasten thou, the gen'ral doom ! Promis'd glory to inherit, Take thy weary pilgrims home ! All creation Travails, groans, and bids thee come. Yes — Amen ! Let all adore thee, High on thy exalted throne ; Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdoms for thy own, O ! come quickly ! Hallelujah, come, Lord, come ! SONG 83—8, 7, ^—{Merrick. Day of judgment, day of wonders! Hark the trumpet's awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round ; How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound ! JUDGMENT. 159 See the .Indue our nature wearing, Cloth'd in majesty divine ! Y^" -,\ho long tor his appearing, Inen shall say, "This Lord is mine !" Gracious Saviour, Own me in that day for thine! a.t his call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea ; All the powers of nature shaken By his looks, prepare to flee: Careless sinner, What will then become of thee ! Horrors past imagination Will surprise your trembling heart, When you hear your condemnation, " Hence, accursed wretch, depart ! Hence with Satan And his angels have your part." But to those who have confessed, Lov'd and serv'd the Lord below, He will say, " Come near, you blessed r See the kingdom I bestow : You forever Shall my love and glory know. m PARTING. Under sorrows and reproaches, May this thought our courage raise ! Swiftly God's great day approaches, Sighs shall then be chang'd to praise ; May we triumph, When the world is in a blaze! PARTING. SONG 84—8, 7, 4.— [Hallelujah. Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace. O ! refresh us ! Trav'ling through this wilderness. Thanks we give and adoration, For the 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 whene'er the signal's given Us from earth"to call away, Borne on angel's wings to heav'n Glad the summons to obey; May we ready Rise and reign in endless day ! MISCELLANEOUS. 161 SOX(; 85— P. !\L— [Lena. Who has our report believed ] Shiloh come is not received, Not received by his own ; Promis'd branch from root of Jesse, David's offspring sent to bless you, Comes too lowly to be known. Tell me, O you favor'd nation ! What is your fond expectation — Some fair spreading lofty tree? Lot not worldly pride confound you ; a the lowly plants around you, Mark the lowesi — that is lie ! Li i a tender plant that's growing, Where no wafers friendly flowing, No kind rains refresh the ground ; Drooping - , dying, you shall view him, See no charms to draw you to him ; There no beauty will be found. Lo ! Messiah unrespected ! Man of griefs, despis'd, rejected ! Wounds his form disfiguring: Marr'd his visage more than any ; For he bears the sins of many, All our sorrows carrying. II 162 MISCELLANEOUS. No deceit his mouth had spoken, Blameless — he no law had broken, Yet was number'd with the worst ; For, because the Lord would grieve him, You who saw it did believe him For his own offences curs'd. But while him your thoughts accused, He for our offence was bruised ; Yes, for us the victim bled, With his stripes our wounds are cured, By his pains our peace secured, Purchas'd with the blood he shed. Love amazing, so to mind us! The great Shepherd came to find us, Silly sheep all gone astray ; Lost, undone by our transgressions, Worse than stripp'd of ail possessions Debtors without hope to pay ! Death our portion, slaves in spirit, He redeem'd us by his merit, To a glorious liberty : Dearly first his goodness bought us, Truth and love Then sweetly taught us, Truth and love have made us free. MISCELLANEOUS. 163 Glory be to God who gave us — Freely gave — his Son to save us ! Glory to the Son who came! Honor, blessing, adoration, Ever, from the whole creation, Be to God and to the Lamb ! SONG 86— S. M.— [Little Marlborough. Awake, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ! Wake ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, To praise the Saviours name ! Sing of his dying love ! Sing of his rising power ! Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore! Sing on your heav'nly way, ■ You ransom'd sinners, sing; Sing on, rejoicing ev'ry day, In Christ the glorious King. Soon shall you hear him say, 'You blessed children, come;' Soon will he call you hence away, And take his pilgrims home. 164 MISCELLANEOUS. SONG 89— 8's & 4.— [Gospel Trumpet. Hark ! how the gospel trumpet sounds ! Through all the earth the echo bounds ! For Jesus, by redeeming bluod, Is bringing sinners back to God ; And guides them safely by his word, To endless day. Hail ! all-victorious, conqu'ring Lord ! Be thou by all thy works ador'd ! Who undertook for sinful men, And brought salvation through thy name, That we with thee might ever reign In endless day. Fight on, you conqu'ring souls, fight on Until the conquest you have won ! Then palms of vict'ry you shall bear, And in his kingdom have a share, And crowns of glory you shall wear- In endless day. There we shall in sweet chorus join, And saints and angels all combine To sing of his redeeming love, When rolling years shall cease to move, And this shall be our theme above, In endless day. SONG 88— C. M.— [Brattkslrcet. Behold what witnesses unseen Encompass us around, Men once like us with suff'rings tried, But now with o-]orv crown'd. MISCELLANEOUS. 165 Let us with zeal, like theirs, inspir'd, Pursue the Christian race; And, freed from each encumb'ring weight, Their holy footsteps trace. Behold a witness nobler still, Who trod affliction's path — Jesus, at once the finisher And author of the faith. He for the joy before him set, (So gen'rous was his love,) Endur'd the cross, despis'd the shame, And now he reigns above. If he the scorn of wicked men With patience did sustain, Becomes it those for whom he died I To murmur and complain 1 No — let our hearts no more despond, Our hands be weak no more; Still let us trust our Father's love. His wisdom still adore. SONG 89—8, 7, A.— [Camden. Let us sing the King Messiah, King of Righteousness and Peace; Hail him, all his happy subjects, Never let his praises cease ! hail him, Let h nors still increase ! 1G6 MISCELLANEOUS. How transcendent are thy glories ! Fairer than the sons of men, While thy hlessed mediation Brings us back to God again ! Bless'd Redeemer, How we triumph in thy reign ! Gird thy sword on, Mighty Hero, Make thy word of truth thy car. Prosper in thy course triumphant, All success attend thy war ! Gracious Victor, Let mankind before thee bow ! j^less'd are all that touch thy sceptre, Bless'd are all that own thy reign ! Freed from sin, that worst of tyrants, Rescued from his galling chain ! Saints and angels, All who know thee bless thy name ! SONG 90— \l, 8.— [Davis. O Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight, On whom in affliction I call; My comfort by day and my song in the night, My hope, my salvation, my all! Where dost thou at noontide resort with thy sheep To feed on the pastures of love ? For why in the valley of death should I weep, Or alone in the wilderness rove ? MISCELLANEOUS 1G7 why should I wander an alien from thee, And cry in the desert for bread ! Thy foes will rejoice when my sorrows they see. And smile at the tears I have shed. You daughters of Zion, declare have you seen The star that on Israel shone ? Say if in your tents my beloved has been, And where with his flocks he is gone ? This is my beloved ; his form is divine, His vestments shed odors around, The locks on his head are as grapes on the vine. When autumn with plenty is crowu'd. The roses of Sharon, the lilies that grow In the vales, on the banks of the streams, On his cheeks in the beauty of excellence glow, And his eyes are as quivers of beams. If "13 voice, as the sound of the dulcimer sweet, Is heard through the shadows of death; The cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet, The air is perfum'd with his breath. His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow That water the garden of grace ; From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know And bask in the smiles of his face. Love sits on his eyelids, and scatters delight Through all the bright mansions on high, Their faces the cherubim veil in his sight, And tremble with fulness of joy. He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice. And myriads wait for his word ; He Bpeaks, and eternity, fill'd with his voice, Re-echoes the praise of bcr Lord. fm MISCELLANEOUS. SONG 91— 8's, G.— [Love Divine. love divine, how sweet thou art ! When shall I find my wand'ring heart All taken up in thee ! may I daily live to prove Tlie sweetness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. God only knows the love of God; O may it now be shed abroad To cheer my fainting heart ! i want to feel that love divine ; This heavenly portion, Lord, be mine—. Be mine this better part. O ! that I could forever sit With Mary at the Master's feet ! Be this my happy choice ; My only care, delight, and bliss, My joy, my heav'n on earth be this, To hear the bridegroom's voice. O that I might with happy John Recline my weary head upon The bless'd Redeemer's breast ! From care, and fear, and sorrow free, Give me, Lord, to find in thee MISCELLANEOUS. 100 SONG 92— L. M.—[Am6oy. And is the gospel peace and love ? Such Jet our conversation be: The serpent blended with the dove — Wisdom and meek simplicity. Whene'er the angiy passions rise, And tempt our thoughts and tongues to strife, 1*0 Jesus let us lift our eyes, Bright pattern of the Christian life. how benevolent and kind ! How mild ! how ready to forgive ! Be this the temper of cur mind, And these the rules b}- which we live. To do his heavenly Father's will Wp.s his employment and delight; umility, and love, and zeal, hone through his life divinely bright. i^pensing good where'er he came, The labors of his life were love — ! if we love the Saviour's name, let his divine example move. But ah ! how blind, how weak we are ! How frail, how apt to turn aside ! Lord, we depend upon thy care ; may thy Spirit be our guide ! Thy fair example may we trace, To teach us what we ought to be ; Make us, by thy transforming grace, Lord Jesus, daily more like thee. MISCELLANEOUS. SONG 93— P. M.— [Rock of Salvation. If life's pleasures charm .vou, give them not your heart, Lest the gift ensnare you from your God to part; His favor seek, his praises speak ; Fix here your hope's foundation; Serve him, and he will ever be The Rock of your Salvation. If distress befall 3 r ou, painful though it be, Let not grief appal you — to your Saviour flee; He ever near, your prayer will hear, And calm your perturbation ; The waves of wo shall ne'er o'erflow The Rock of your Salvation. When earth's prospects fail you, let it not distress; Better comforts wait you — Christ will surely bless; To Jesus flee — your prop he'll be, Your heav'nly consolation ; For griefs below cannot o'erthrow The Rock of your Salvation. Dangers may approach you, let them not alarm; Christ will ever watch you, and protect from harm; He n^ar you stands, with mighty hands To ward off each temptation; To Jesus fly ; he's ever nigh, The Rock of your Salvation. Let not death alarm you, shrink not from his blowj For your God shall ami you, and victory bestow j For death shall bring to you no sting, The grave no desolation : Tis sweet to die with Jesus nigh, The Rock of your Salvation. MISCELLANEOUS. 171 SONG 94— C. M.— [Arlington. Rise, my soul ! pursue the path By ancient heroes trod ; Ambitious view those holy men, Who lived and walk'd with God. Thougrh dead, they speak in reason's ear, And in example live; Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, Still fresh instruction give. Twas through theLamb's mostpreciousblooo They conquer'd ev'ry foe; And to his power and matchless grace Their crowns and honor owe. , Lord, may we ever keep in view The patterns thou hast giv*n, lAnd ne'er forsake the blessed road Which led them safe to heav'n. SONG 95— 8's [Aurora. How shall I my Saviour spt forth? How shall I his beauties declare 1 ? O how shall I speak of his worth, Or what his chief dignities are? His angels can never express, Nor saints who sit nearest his throne, How rich are his treasures of grace — No — this is a secret unknown. 172 MISCELLANEOUS. In him all the fulness of God Forever transcendently shines ; Though once like a mortal he stood To finish his gracious designs. Though once he was nail'd to the cross, Vile rebels like me to set free, His glory sustained no loss, Eternal his kingdom shall be. sinners ! believe and adore This Saviour so rich to redeem ! No creature can ever explore The treasures of goodness in him. Come, all you who see yourselves lost, And feel yourselves burden'd with sin, Draw near, while with terror you're toss'd ; Obey, and your peace shall begin. He riches has ever in store, And treasures that never can waste : Here's pardon, here's grace — yea, and more Here's glory eternal at last ! SONG 96— L. M.—[Castlestreet. Glory to God who reigns above, Who dwells in light, whose name is love; Come, saints and angels, if you can, Declare the love of God to man. MISCELLANEOUS. 173 ■ ! what can more his love commend Than Ins beloved Son to send, That man condemn'd to die might live, And God he glorious to forgive ! Messiah's come — with joy behold The days by Prophets long foretold : Judah thy royal sceptre's broke, And time confirms what Jacob spoke. Daniel, thy weeks are all expir'd, The time prophetic seals requir'd ; Cut off for sins, but not his own Thy Prince Messiah did atone. Thy famous temple, Solomon, Is by the latter far outshone ; It wanted not thy glitt'ring store, Messiah's presence grae'd it more. Ve see the prophecies fulfill'd fj Jesus, that most wondrous child ; His birth, his life, his death combine To prove his character divine. SONG 97— C. M.— [Condescension. Jesus, great Shepherd of thy sheep, To thee for help we fly, Thy little flock in safety keep ; For ! the wolf is nigh. He comes, of hellish malice full, To scatter, tear, and slay ; He seizes every straggling soul, As his own law ful prey. 174 MISCELLANEOUS. Us into thy protection take, And gather with thy arm ; Unless thy fold we first forsake, The wolf can never harm. We laugh to scorn his cruel power, While by our Shepherd's side ; The sheep he never can devour, Unless he first divide. do not suffer him to part The souls that here agree; But make us of one mind and heart, And keep us one in thee ! Together let us sweetly live, Together let us die ; And each a starry crown receive, And reign in worlds on high ! SONG 98— L. M.— [Bristol. When I survey the wondrous cross On which the Prince of glory died, 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 Lord ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to thy blood. MISCELLANEOUS. 175 Sec 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? Were the whole realm of nature mine, T!i it were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. SONG 99—6 times 8.— [Pittsburgh. I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, And immortality endures. Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God: he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train: His truth forever stands secure : He saves th' oppress'd, he feeds the poor, And none shall find his promise vain. The Lord pours eyesight on the blind : The Lord supports the fainting mind, He sends the lab'ring conscience peace 5 He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And giants the pris'ner sweet release. I'll praise him while he gives me breath, And when my v.icc i> iost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, And immortality endures. 176 MISCELLANEOUS. SONG 100— C. M.— [Leander. Go on, yoa pilgrims, while below, In the sure path of peace, Determin'd nothing else to know But Jesus and his grace. Observe your leader, follow him ; He through this world has been ; Often revil'd ; but, like a lamb, Did ne'er revile again. O ! take the pattern he has giv'n, And love your enemies ; \nd learn the only way to heav'n Through self-denial lies. Remember you must watch and pray While journeying on the road, Lest you should fall out by the way, And wound the cause of God. Contend for nothing but the fruit That feeds th' immortal mind ; For fruitless leaves no more dispute, But leave them to the wind. Go on rejoicing night and day; Your crown is yet before, Defy the trials of the way, The storm will soon be o'er. MISCELLANEOUS. 177 Soon we shall reach the promis'd land. With all the ransom'd race, And join with all the glorious band, To sing redeeming grace. There shall we meet to sing God's praise. And all his wonders tell, And triumph in redeeming grace; So, brethren, fare you well. SONG 101— C. M — [New Durham. Our souls are in the Saviour's hand, And he will keep them still, And you and I shall surely stand With him on Zion's hill. Him eye to eye we there shall see, Our face like his shall shine ; ! what a glorious company, When saints and angels join ! 0! what a joyful meeting there! In robes of white array : Palms in our hands we all shall bear, And crowns that ne'er decay ! When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise, Than when we first be^un. 17* MISCELLANEOUS Tlien let us hasten to the day When all shall be brought home: Ci x me, Redeemer! come away ! O Jesus ! quickly come ! S N G 1 02— C . M .— [Mortals dwalce. vL, I'll enter its gloom ; There sweet l>e my rest till lie bid me arise. To hail him in triumph descending the skies. Who, who would live always away from his God- Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode: Where the rivers of pleasure How o'er the bright plain?. And ths noontide of glory eternally reigns ? Where the saints of aU asres in harmony meet. Their Saviour and brethren transported to ereet ; While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And th« smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul. 1 i ilW MISCELLANEOUS. SONG 139— 8's, 6.— [Messiah. The Son of Man they did betray; He was condemn'd, and led away, Think, O my son], on that dread day, Look on Mount Calvary; Behold him, lamb-like, led along Surrounded by a wicked throng, - Accus'd by ev'ry lying tongue, And then the Lamb of God they hung Upon the shameful tree. 'Twas thus the glorious suff 'rer stood, With hands and feet nail'd to the wood J From ev'ry wound a stream of blood Came flowing down amain; His bitter sighs all nature shook, And at his voice the rocks were broke, The sleeping saints their graves forsook While spiteful Jews around him mock'd, And laughed at his pain. Now, hung between the earth and skies, Behold ! in agony he dies ; O, sinners, hear his mournful cries, Come, see his tort'ring pain! The morning sun withdrew his light, Blush'd, and refus'd to view the sight, The azure cloth'd in robes of night, All nature mourn'd, and stood affright, When Christ the Lord was slain. MISCELLANEOUS. 211 All glory be to God on high, Who reigns enthron'd above the sky; Who sent his Son to bleed and die, Glory to him be giv'n : While heav'n above his praise resounds, Zion, sinn- — his grace abounds; 1 hope to shout eternal rounds, In flaming love that knows no bounds, When glorified in heav'n. SONG 140—8, 7 .—[Bartimcus. Dark and thorny is the desert, Through which pilgrims make their way; But beyond this vale of sorrow Lie the realms of endless day. Dear young soldiers, do not murmur At the troubles of the way : Meet the tempest — fight with courage; Never faint, but often pray. He whose thunder shakes creation — He that bids the planets roll— He that rides upon the tempest, And whose sceptre sways the whole ■ will defend you ; Trust, in him, and him alone ; .' has shed his blood to save you, And ■ 212 MISCELLANEOUS. There on flow'ry fields of pleasure, And the hills of endless rest, Joy, and peace, and love, shall ever Reign and triumph in your breast : There ten thousand flaming seraphs Fly across the heav'nly plain ; There they sing immortal praises — Glory, glory is their theme. But methinks a sweeter concert Makes the crystal arches ring, And a song is heard in Zion, Which the angels cannot sing: Who can paint those sons of glory, Ransom'd souls that dwell on high, Who with golden harps forever Sound redemption through the sky 1 See the heav'nly host in rapture, Gazing on these shining bands ; Wond'ring at their costly garments, And the laurels in their hands ; There upon the golden pavement, See the ransom'd march along ! While the splendid courts of glory Sweetly echo with their song ! MISCELLANEOUS. 213 Hero 1 see the under sheph And the flocks they fed below; . they dwell together, Jesus is their shepherd now. Hail ! you happy, happy spirits! Welcome to the blissful plain! Glory, honor, and salvation ! Reign, sweet Shepherd, ever reign! N ! 141 — L. M.— [Majesty New. My God, my heart with love inflame, That I m ly in thy fa tly name ;ise njoicc, While 1 have breath to raise my voice. No more let my ungrateful heart One moment from thy praise depart; Hut live and sing, in sweet accord, The glories of my sov'reign Lord. Idsus ! thou hope of glory, come, Ai.'i make i constant home; i all the remnant of my days, let me speak and live thy praise ! Incessantly I wish to pray, And live rejoicing every day, And give thee thanks for every thing, And sing and pray, and pray and sing. In thine embrace I then would die, And rise to worlds of endless joy, Till Christ the Lord in clouds shall come, And Michael's trump shall rend my tomb. 214 MISCELLANEOUS. Then from the dust of death I'll spring, And shout, death, where is thy sting . grave, where is thy victory ! I'll sing through all eternity. SONG 142—7, 8.—[Beulah. There is a land of pleasure, Where peace and joy forever roll ; 'Tis there I have my treasure, And there I long- to rest my soul. Long darknVss dwelt around me, With scarcely once a cheering ray ; But since the Saviour found me, A lamp has shone along my way. My way is full of danger, But 'tis the path that leads to God, And like a faithful soldier, I'll march along the heav'nly road : Now I must gird my sword on, My breastplate, helmet, and my shield, And fight the host of Satan, Until I reach the heav'nly field. Jordan shall not affright me, Although 'tis deeper than the grave ; If Jesus stand beside me, I'll smocrtbly ride upon its wave. MISCELLANEOUS*. 21'. His word has calm'd the ocean, His word has cheer'd the gloomy vale ; may this friend be with me. When through the gates of death I sail. Soon the archangel's trumpet Shall shake the globe from pole to pole, And all the wheels of nature Shall in a moment cease to roll ; Then we shall see the Saviour, With shining ranks of angels come, To execute his vengeance, And take his ransonvd people home. SONG 143— C. M.—[ColeskUL f^.ciJGK all the dangers of the night, Trrserv'd, O Lord, by thee, Agah/ we hail the cheerful light. Again we how the knee. Preserve us. Lord, throughout the day, And guide us by thine arm ; For they are safe, and only they, Whom thou preserv'st from harm. Let all our words and all our ways Declare that we are thine, That so the light of truth and graee Hrfore the world mav Rhine. 2n; miscellaneous. Let us ne'er turn away from thee; Blest Saviour, hold us fast, Till, with immortal eyes, we see ~ Thy glorious face at last. SONG 144—C. M.— [Delacourt. Behold the sure foundation stone, Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise ! Chosen of God, to sinners dear, And saints adore the name; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. The foolish builders, scribe, and priest Reject it with disdain; Yet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. What though the g-ates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise : 'Tis thy own work, Almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. SONG 145— L. M.— [Z/on Hail ! morning known amon* the blest ! Morning of hope, an<1 joy, and love, Of heavenly peace and holy rest ; Pledge of the endless rest above ' MISCELLANEOUS-. $11 Bless M be the Father of cur L Who from the dead has brought hi? Son ! Hope to the lost was then restor'd. And everlasting glory won. Scarce morning twilight had begun To chare the shades of night away, When Christ arose — unseating Sun The dawn of joy's eternal day ! Mercy look'd down with smiling eye, When gui Immanucl left the do id ; Faith mai': .scent on high, And hope with gladness rais'd her head. God's goodness let us bear in mind, Who to hi: saints this day lias giv'n, For rest and seiious joy design 'd, To fit us fi,r the bliss of heav'n. SONG 146— L. M.- -[Majesty New. The Lord of lords and King of kings In realms of bliss exalted reigns ; Ah ! who can touch the trembling strings, And hymn his praise with equal strains ? The grandeur of his works may show, In beams of lasting, heav'nly light, To all who love their radiant ^low, The wisdom of his boundless might. But, Zion, on thy portals fair, His wondrous name resplendent shines, And ev'ry child of wisdom there Shall read it in the clearest lines. 21S MISCELLANEOUS. Yes, there we learn that God is love ! The lucid truth let angel choirs (Circling the shining throne above) Resound upon their golden lyres. With deep astonishment they saw Immanuel, the Virgin's son ! And heard, with fix'd and sacred awe, The Lord of glory cry, 'Tis done ! But quit the endless theme, my soul, And wait resign 'd a brighter day, Above mortality's control, To wake a more enraptur'd lay. The crown of life, the harp of gold, And palm of vict'ry, all proclaim, hat nobler songs shall yet unfold he glories of Jehovah's name. SONG 147— L. M.-— [Windham. Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man asham'd of thee: Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glory shines through endless days! Asham'd of Jesus ! Sooner far, Let ev'ning blush to own a star ! He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. Asham'd of Jesus ! Just as soon Let morning be asham'd of noon : 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness ft>e. MISCELLANEOUS. 219 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend ! No! when 1 blush, be this my shame, That 1 Do more revere his name. • ! Yes, I m When I've no guilt No te we, No fears to tjuelj, no civa to save. Till then — nor is my am— Till then I'll boast a Saviour slain ! And ! may this r y gloi That Christ is not s 'me! SONG 14S— L. M.— [ Portugal. Lord, we adore thy conqu'ring grace, Which crowns the gospel with success, Subjecting rebels to thy yoke, And bringing to the fold thy flock. May those who have thy truth eonfess'd, As their own faith, and hope, and rest, From day to day still more increase In faith, in love, in holih< As living members may they share The joys and griefs which others bear, And active in their stations prove, In all the oilices o:' . From all temptations now defei '. And keep f c : m steadfast to the end ; While in iny nouse they still improve, > ve ! 220 MISCELLANEOUS. john's baptism. SONG 149— C. M— [Mount MU Upon the banks of Jordan stood The great reformer, John, And pointed to the Lamb of God, The long expected one. He loud proclaim'd the coming leign, And told them to reform ; If they God's favor would obtain, And shun the gath'ring storm. He bade all those who would repent, Forthwith to be immers'd, Assuring them that God had sent The message he rchears'd. Forsake your sins, the Baptist said, That you may be forgiv'n ; Forsake them now, and be immers'd, For near's the reign of heav'n. Thus did the man of God prepare A people for the Lord ; To him did all the Jews repair, Who trusted in his word. But now the reign of God has come. That reign of grace below, And Jesus reigns upon God's thione, Remission to bestow. MISCELLANEOUS. 221 He bids all nations look to him, As Prince of Life and Peace; And offers pardon to all them Who now accept his grace. PAUL AND SILAS IN THE PHILIPPIAN JAIL SONG 150— L. M.— [Scotch Mr. 'Tis darkness here, but Jesus smiles, His presence ev'ry pain beguiles ; He has the wine that cheers the soul, The oil that makes the wounded whole. While silence reigns as in the tomb, And midnight spreads her deepest gloom; Come, let our tongues an anthem raise, And sing- our great Physician's praise. st our feet within these stocks, Our hands secur'd with numerous locks, No iron chains our thoughts can bind, There are no fetters for the mind. Though we are bound, the word is free, The truth cannot imprisoned be; The word shall visit ev'ry land, Though kings and people all withstand. The word of life which Jesus sent, Jail, chains, and swords cannot prevent; Man cannot keep the world in night, For Cod has said. Let there be light. 222 MISCELLANEOUS. To Jesus let our praise ascend, His care for us shall never end ; He felt our griefs, he bore our pains, His blood has wash'd us from our stains. From all our sins he set us free, The light of life he made us see, From Satan's bondage gave release, And fill'd our souls with joy and peace. He bade us speak his love abroad, And tell the mercies of our God; And shall we cease to spread his fame, Because of prisons, stripes, or shame 1 No — 'tis our choice to bear his cross ; For him all things we count but loss; Our joy, for him to suffer shame; Our honor, still to bear his name. One smile from him all pains repays, One word of peace all griefs allays; With him in glory to appear Will compensate our sufferings here. His presence now this prison cheers, Relieves our pains, dispels our fears; His presence, then, our heads will crown With endless glory and renown. MISCELLANEOUS. 223. SONG 151— 3 's, 6— [Harmony. Come, .e. ns sing the coming fate Of mystic Babylon the Great — Her doom is drawing near : Jesus now comes on earth to reign, His cause and people to maintain — For them he'll soon appear. Before him flows a fiery stream, The heav ns above with lightnings gleam, A thousand thunders roar : A heav'nly host with him descends, His voice to all the earth extends, His saints now grieve no more. Eclips'd by glory so divine, Sun, moon, and stars refuse to shine, The spneres now cease to roll : Earth, wrapt in darkness deep as night, With horror stricken at the sight, Now quakes from pole to pole. Angels of light, at his command, Ten thousand times ten thousand, stand Waiting his voice to hear: The fiery cherubs spread their wings. The air with loud hosannas rings, While all his saints draw near. 224 MISCELLANEOUS. The day of recompense has come, His people all are gath'ring home, With joy they hear his voice: The promis'd curse, the threatened woes Combin'd, now fell upon his foes, The martyrs all rejoice. She who the Twelve Apostles griev'd, And by her sorceries deceiv'd All nations of the world, Now looks with anguish at their bliss, Then sinks into the vast abyss, To endless ruin hurl'd. The living saints, and all the dead, Now gather round their glorious head, And reign with him below An endless age of perfect peace, Of love, and joy, and righteousness, Exempt from every wo. Then let us keep the end in view, And ever on our way pursue, The crown is yet before : A few short days the conflict's done, The battle's fought, the prize is won, And we shall toil no more. MI8CELLANE01 &£ SONG 152— P. M.— [Italian Air. Hail! all you hosts of seraphs bright, I come to join your corny Here to partake your lit, And join your Sfccfed symplrny. My pains 1, - are o'er, I now have reach'd the blissful shore, And scenes of joy before me rise, All heaven bursts upon my eyes. 01 sot • you heav'nly choir*, '■'. me from the flaming fat* ' - poor honors gain i for me in vain •:nptatinn. I've fought the fight, nor could I yield, For Jesus was my glorious shield ; And now I'll give, in realms above, The glory to my Saviour's love. Lo! angel bands, with pseans sweet, The raptur'd soul entrancing, Lead me the martyr'd saints to meet, In joyful troops advancing. I find my Christian neigh. My brethren and my friends so d And now, before th' el My Jesus claims me for his 15 226 MISCELLANEOUS. Here reigns the Father of my Lord, In light effulgent dwelling, By all in heav'n and earth ador'd, All praises far excelling. Around his throne the lightnings play, And elders, ranged in bright array, Blessing and glory give, and pow'r. To him that lives for evermore. Here may 1, rob'd in garments bright, Enjoy unfailing treasure ; Or bathe in pure ethereal light, And drink of living pleasure; Where moments fly on angel wings, And new delight each moment brings, Where life, and love, and peace remain, And through eternal ages reign. ! sound his praise, &c. SONG 153— C. M._ ITrish. When langor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, 'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains And long to fly away : Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of his love ; Sweet to look upwards to the plaee Where Jesus pleads above:* MISCELLANEOUS. 227 Sweet to look back, and see ray name In life's fair book set down ; Sweet to look forward, and behold Eternal joys my own. Sweet to rejoice in lively hope, That when my change shall come, * Angels shall hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home : Sweet in his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end ; Sweet on his covenant of grace For all things to depend. If such the sweetness of the streams What must the fountain be, Where saints and angels draw their bliss Immediately from Thee ! O may the unction of these truths Forever with me stay ; Till, from her sin-worn cage dismiss'd, My spirit flies away. SONG 154— C. M— [Devizes. In ev'ry trouble sharp and strong, My soul to Jesus flies ; My anchor-hold is firm in him, When swelling billows rise. 228 MISCELLANEOUS. His comforts bear my spirits up, I trust a faithful God, The sure foundation of my hope Is in a Saviour's blood. Loud hallelujahs sing, my soul, To thy Redeemer's name; In joy and sorrow, life and death, His love is still the same. SONG 155— L. M.— [Truro. See how the willing 1 converts trace The path their great Redeemer trod ! And follow through the liquid grave, The meek, the lowly Son of God ! Here they renounce their former deeds, And to a heav'nly life aspire; Their rags for glorious robes exehang'd. They shine in clean and bright attire ' O sacred rite ! by thee the .. Of Jesus we to own begin : This is our resurrection pledge — ■ Pledge of the pardon of our sin. Glory to God on high be giv'n, Who shows his Let saints on earth and hosts in h in concert join the loud Amen ! MISCELLANEOUS. Q29 SONG 150— C. ~tt.— [China. How still and peaceful is the grave, Where life's vain tumults past; TV appointed place, by Heav'n's decree, Receives us all at last. There servants, masters, small and great, Partake the same repose ; And there in peace the ashes mix Of those who once were foes. All, levell'd by the hand of death, Lie sleeping in the tomb, Till God in judgment calls them forth To meet their final doom. O may I stand before the Lamb, When earth and seas are fled, And hear the Judge pronounce my name, With blessings on my head. SONG 157— 7's. —[Hotham. 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, Oh ! receive my soul at last. 230 MISCELLANEOUS. Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee' Leave, ! leave me not. done, Still support and comfort me: A-ll my trust on thee is stay'd, All my help from thee I ■hiring', Cover my defenceless head With the, shadow of thy wing. Thou, Christ, art all I wwt, Boundless love in thee I fitfd ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name, Prince of Peace and Righteousness ; Most unworthy, Lord, I am, Thou art full of love and e^ace. 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. MISCELLANEOUS. 331 SONG 15S— L. M.— [Savoy. Tome, you that love the Lord indeed, Who are from sin and bondage freed, Submit to all the ways of God, And walk the narrow, happy road. We're all united heart and hand, Join'd in one band complete/;/ ; We're marching through Imm'anueVs land, IMiere icatersjloic most sweetly. Great tribulation you shall meet, But soon shall walk the golden street; Though hell may rasre and vent its spite, Vet Christ will save his heart's delight. That happy day will soon appear, When Michael's trumpet you shall hear, Sound through the earth— yea, down to hell, And call the~nations great and small. Beheld the world in burning flames! The trumpet louder still proclaims: The world must hear and know her doom ; The separation day has come. Behold the righteous marching home, And all the aheels bid them come, While Christ the Judge these words proclaims, "Here come my saints— I own their names!" rerlasting gates, fly wide, Make ready to receive my bride; V'ou harps of heav'n, now sound aloud, Mere come the ransonvd by my blood !" .n erandeur se^ 'ho royal line, In gliu'ring robes the sun outshine! bee saints and angels join in one, ?.iin march in splendor to the thrnn». •232 MISCELLANEOUS. They stand, and wonder, and look on : They join in one eternal song Their great Redeemer to admire, While rapture sets iheir soul on fire. SONG 159— L. M.— [Sylvan Strea,7n. This is the word of truth and love, Sent to the nations from above ; Jehovah here resolves to show What his almighty grace can do. This remedy did Wisdom find To Tieal diseases of the mind ; This sov'reign balm, whose virtues can Restore the ruin'd creature, man. This gospel bids the dead revive, Sinners obey the voice and live, Dry bones are rais'd and cloth'd afresh, And hearts of stone are turn'd to flesh. Where Satan reign'd in shades of night, The gospel strikes a heav'nly light'; Our lusts its wondrous power controls, And calms the rage of angry souls. Lions and beasts of savage name Put on the nature of the lamb, While the wide world esteems it strange, Gaze, and admire, and hate the change. Still may his grace my soul renew, Let sinners gaze and hate me too ; The word that saves me, does engage A sure defence from all their rase. MIS VKOUS. 033 SONG 100 -C' . ;is on earth to raise !e to his ; • . of praise : id through all its frame, ..ious sound the builder's name. fcneath his eye and care, The edifice shall rise ^■jeslic, strong-, and fair, :e above the ski There shall he place the poiish'd stone, .'.1 the work of grace to crown. } 1C1— S. M.— [Florida. Now let each happy guest, •The sacred concert raise, rs of the feast, I .ring- the Master's praise. His condescending- love First calls oar wonder forth, He left the blessed realms above, To dwell with men on earth. rlis precepts, how divine, How suited to our state ! low bright his acts of mercy shine, His promises how oreat ! 234 MISCELLANEOUS. Redemption's glorious plan, How wondrous in our view ! The salutary source to man Of peace and pardon too. SONG 162— S. M.— {Concord. See what a living stone The huilders did refuse ; Yet God has built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. The scribe, and angry priest, Reject God's only Son, Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner stone. The work, O Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine ; This day did Jesus rise. This is the glorious day, That our Redeemer made ; Let us rejoice and sing and pray, Let all the church be glad. Hosanna to the King, Of David's royal blood ; Bless him, you saints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God MISCELLANEOUS. 235 We bless thy holy word, Which all this grace displays, And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. SONG 163— C. M— [Stephens. 'Tis not the law of ten commands, On holy Sinai giv'n, Or sent to men by Moses' hands, Can bring us safe to heav'n. 'Tis not the blood which Aaron spilt, Nor smoke of sweetest smell, Can buy a pardon for our guilt, Or save our souls from hell. Aaron the priest resigns his breath At God's immediate will ; And in the desert yields to death Upon th' appointed hill. And thus on yonder side The tribes of Israel stand, While Most*, bow'd his head and died Short of the promis'd land. Israel rejoice, now Joshua leads, He'll bring your tribes to rest ; So far the Saviour's name exceeds The ruler and the priest. MISCELLANEOUS. SONG 164— 7's.— \_Coo7cham. Sinners, turn — why will you die 1 ? God, your Maker, asks you why: God, who did ) r our being give, Made you with himself to life. Sinners, turn — why will you die ? Christ, your Saviour, asks you why : He, who did your souls retrieve, He, who died that you might live. Will you let him die in vain l Crucify your Lord again 1 Why — you ransom'd sinners — .why Will you slight his grace and die * Will you not his grace receive 1 Will you still refuse to live 1 Oh ! you dying sinners, why — Why will you forever die 1 SONG 165— 7's.— \}Iiddldovon. Songs of praise awake the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born ; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. Heav'n and earth must pass away, Songs of praise shall crown the day; God will make new heav'ns and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth. MISCELLANEOUS* '237 And will man -alone be (lamb, Till that glorious kingdom come? No ; the church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice ; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. Borne upon the latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death ; Then amidst eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. IG 166— C. M.~ [Exhortation. ke, you saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high; Av.-ake, and praise that sovereign love That shows salvation nigh. On all • of time it flies; Each moment brings it near; welcome each declining day ! h closing year ! Not many year3 their round shall run, Not many morni Ere all its glories stand reveal'd To our admiriiiar eves. 233 MISCELLANEOUS. You wheels of nature, speed your course; You mortal pow'rs, decay ; Fast as you bring- the night of death, You bring eternal day. SONG 167—7's.— [Warren. Hark ! the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King : Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconcil'd. Joyful all you nations rise, Join the triumph of the skies, With the heavenly host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem. Hail ! thou heav'n-bom Prince of Peace, Hail ! thou Sun of Righteousness, Ris'n with healing in thy wings, Life and light thy rising brings. SONG 168—7, 6— [Yarmouth. Hail to the Lord's anointed ! Great David's greater Son ; Hail in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression ; To set the captive free ; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. MISCELLANEOUS 239 He comes, with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemn'd and dying, Were precious in his sight. He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful eaith, And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go ; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. For him shall pray'r unceasing, And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end : The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand forever: That name to us is — Love. 240 SONGS FOR SONG 1 69— 1 1 ^.—[Hvger. Jesus, my Saviour, in thee I am bless'd ! My life, and my treasure, my joy, and my rest ; Thy grace is my theme, and thy love is ray song, Thy charms do inspire my heart and my tongue. All human expression is empty and Vain ; Tongue cannot unriddle the heavenly flame ; And sure, if the language of angels I had, 1 could not, completely, the myst'ry describe. Jesus, my Saviour, to thee I submit, With love and thanksgiving fall down at thy fee* 4 A sacrifice-oft" 'ring of sou!, ncsli, and blood : Thou art my E,edeemer, my Saviour, my God. Songs for Christian Children. SONG 170— C. U.~[Twenty-fourlh Happy the child whose tender years Receive instruction well, Who hates the sinner's patSi, and fears The road that leads to hell. 'Twill save us from a thousand snares To mind religion youncr, Grace will preserve our following years, And make our virtues strong. To thee, Almighty God, to thee Our childhood we resign; 'Twill please us to look bad: and see That our whole lives are thine. CHRISTIAN CHILDREN. tit O let the work of pray'r and praise Employ my youngest breath : Thus I'm prepar'd for longer days, Or fit for early death. SOXG 171— C. M.— [Eoc7cingham. Come, let us join the hosts above, Now in our youngest <3 ay s - [Remember our Creator's love, And lisp our Father's praise. Hi? Majesty will not despise The day of feeble things; Grateful the songs of children rise, And please the King of kings. He loves to be remember'd thus, And honor'd for his grace, Out of the mouths of babes like us, His wisdom perfects praise. Glory to God, and praise, and pow'r, Honor and thanks be giv'n ! Children and cherubim adore The Lord of earth and heav'n. SONG 172— S. M.—[Ni7idy-third. Hail, gracious heav'nly Prince! To thee let children fly: \nd on thy kindest providence O may we all relv. ir, a-ia SONGS FOR Jesus will take the young Beneath his special care ; And he will keep their youthful day& From ev'ry woe and snare. He knows their tender frame, Nor will their youth contemn; For he a little child became, To love and pity them. Nor does he now forget His youthful days on earth : Nor would we ever cease our praise For the Redeemer's birth. SONG 173— C. M.— {Harmony Grovt And now another day is gone, I'll sing my Maker's praise; My comforts every hour make known His providence and grace. I lay my body down to sleep; Let angels guard my head ; And through the hours of darkness keep Their watch around my bed. With cheerful heart I close my eyes, Since thou wilt not remove ; And in the morning let me rise, Rejoicing in thy love. CHRISTIAN CHILDREN. Ml SONG 174— L. M.— Devotion. This is a precious book indeed ! -Tippy the child that loves to road ! Tin (rod's own word which he lias giv'n to show our sjuis the way to heav'u ! t tells us how the world was made; tad how good men the Lord obey'd; ieve his commands are written, too, tell us what we ought to do. t bids us ail from sin to fly, k'CuMse our souls can never die: t points to heav'n, where angels dwell, \.nd warns us to escape from hell. hit, what is more than all beside, The Bible tells us Jesus died ! This is its best, its chief intent, jl'o lead poor sinners to repent. le thankful, children, that you may le.id this good Bible every day: own word which he has giv'n o allow your souls the way to heav'n. SONG 175— C. M.— [Dundee. : ke the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands, With all-engaging charms : . iow he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his -arms. emit thorn to approach, he cries, •orn their humble name, t 'twa : souls as these The Lord of • tme. 244 SONGS FOR He'll lead us to the heav'nly streams, Where living waters flow ; And guide us to the fruitful fields, Where trees of knowledge grow. The feeblest lamb amidst the flock, Shall be its Shepherd's care ; While folded in the Saviour's arms, We're safe from ev'ry snare. SONG 176— C. M.— [Communion. Young children once to Jesus came, His blessing to entreat ; And I may humbly do the same Before his mercy seat. For, when their feeble hands were spread, And bent each infant knee, "Forbid them not," the Saviour said, And so he says to me. Though now he is not here below, But on his heavenly hill, To him may little children go, And seek a blessing still. Well pleas'd that little flock to see, The Saviour kindly smil'd ; O, then, he will not frown on ma, Because I am a child CHRISTIAN CHILDREN. 215 For, as so many years ago, Poor babes his pity drew, 'm sure be will not let me go Without a blessing too. Then, while this favor to implore, My little bands are spread, Oo thou thy sacred blessings pour, Lord Jesus, on my head ! SONG 177— C. N.—[BunlajSs Creek. Let children that would fear the Lord, H'-nr what their teachers say, vViti rev'rence meet their parents' word, And with delight obey. five we not heard what dreadful plagues Are threaten'd by the Lord, To him who breaks his father's law, Or mocks his mothers word "? Jut those that worship God, and give Their parents honor due, lere on this earth they long shall live, And live hereafter too. SONG 178— C. M— IPisgak /HIldhe.s of old hosannas sung To praise the Saviour's name; Ve too would join our infant song. To celebrate his fame. 246 FOR CHRISTIAN CHILDREN. Chief priests and scribes were sore displeas' That children thus should sing; But Jesus own'd their earl}' praise/ And we our praises bring. We bless the Lord for all his gifts, For life, and food, and friends: We bless him for the word of life, The choicest gift he sends. God's sacred word we learn to know, Where heav'nly wisdom lies ; Here, too, are kind instructions giv*n, That teach us to be wise. SONG 179— 8, 7.— [Bartimeus. May the grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit':) favor, Ilest upon us from above. Thin may we abide in union With each other and the Lord ; And possess in sweet communion, Jo3's which earth cannot afford. SONG ISO— C. M.— [Coleshill. How bless'd are they who always keep The pure nivl perfect, way ! Who never from the sacred' paths Of God's commandments Btray ' ANTHEMS. 317 How bless'd, »«?ho to his righteous lawn Have still ooedient been! And have with fervent, humble z\v «weet thou art, 16S '.ui's stormy banks I stand, 98 On Tabor's lop the Saviour stood, 21 On /.ion's glorious summit stood, 116 On Zion, his own holy mount, 200 O pi;ii0 TABLE OF LINGS. 255 * he true Messiah now appears, I'age 17 * his is a precious book, ii 243 This is the day the first ripe sbeaf, 38 EThis i> the word of truth od love, 232 Tin- L rd is the Lord we 63 |*huug tsail iik! dangers affright, 92 ■Through all the dangers of the night, 215 Thy worthiness is all our song, 47 'Tis darkness here, but Jesus smiles, 221 Tis not the law of ten commands, 235 *Tis religion that can srive, 192 Tu bless thy chosen race, 195 if you will hear li is voice, 151 To God the only wise, 194 To Him that lov'd The sons of men, 45 To Him who did salvation tuin^, "3 i that (Ink, that doleful night, 21 Jawas en that ni_ r ;it when doom'd to know, '- o 'Tw ls the c [ our Lord, 15 Upon the banks of Jordan stood, 22 Wf. bless the Prophet of the Lord, 50 We sing the Savi mr's wondrous death, 2S What could yom Redeemer do, 148 What glory gilds he sacred page, 84 Wli tt poor, despised company, 107 What th g 90 • . a siiner turns to God, 145 When Israel through the desert pass'd, 87 When I survey the wondrous cross, 174 When hngor and disease invade, 226 When the King of kings comes, 113 When we th( a e survey, 31 While humble shepherds, 13 While we the empty tomb survey, 114 Who has our report believed ? 161 Whv do we mourn departed friends ? 183 SoC TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Wisdom divine ordain'd the plan, Page 201 With glory clad, with strength array'd, 70 With Israel's God who can compare ? 69 With one consent let all the earth, 110 Yes, the Redeemer rose, 33 Vet. thence in smaller parties, 79 You boundless realms of joy, S3 Fou glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu, 187 jfoung children once to Jesus came, 244 Pon, the marvellous story be telling, 132 PART BE INTRODUCTION, The- psalmody and the public prayers of a Christian community are the most unequivc* cal and infallible exponents of its piety and spiritual intelligence. Indeed, the sacred song and the social prayer «re but the express image and living form of the pious emotions* religi- ous taste, spiritual discernment, and holy af- fections of those who Unite in them/ If the Christian can best exhibit his faith by his works, he can also most satisfactorily verbally demonstrate his piety and humanity in the praises which he sings, and in the prayers and thanksgivings which he offers. The Christian hymn-book, next to the Bible/ moreover, wields the largest and mightiest formative influence upon young and old, upoa saint and sinner* of any other book in the world. Poetry, and especially good religious and moral poetry, emanates full as much from the heart as from the head, and partakes so much of the spirit of its author that it insinu- ates itself into the soul with more subtlety and power than any other language of mortals, either pictured "to the eye, or presented to the ear. "Allow me." said sonre one, '"to write the ballads for a nation, and I care not who furnishes it with its lawa " Permit me. I also 4 INTRODUCTION. say, to dispense the psalmody of a communi» ty, and I care not who dictates its creed, or writes out its catechism. If the hymn-book is daily sung in the family, and in the social meetings of the brethren, it must imbue their souls with its sentiments more than all tho other labors of the pulpit or the press. For these reasons, no book ought to be got up with more religious care and consideration than the volume of psalmody. No task re- quires a more cultivated spiritual taste — a more enlarged and comprehensive mind — a more intimate acquaintance with the spirit of the Bible, and the hallowed breathings of its saints, than the psalmody of a Christian church. With a solemn, deep, and long cherished conviction of these great practical truths, w have frequently examined the whole subject, and sought to contribute our humble endea- vors to the work of furnishing a better selec- tion than any one yet in u-se amongst us. For this purpose we havocollec-ted hym-books and psalm-books, ancient and modern, European and American, and have summoned the aid of our mo^t enlightened and experienced breth- ren in furtherance and consummation of this grand object. The book now in use amongst us, meagre in size though it is, I yet think is the most scrip- tural and Christian of any one volume I have ever seen; yet, like the popular version of the Bible, it was got up too much in the spirit INTRODUCTION of compromise to be in all respects what it ought to be. I never approved it all; hut my peculiar position to llie community constrain* ed me to yield my own judgment, in somo measure, to that of others, for whom 1 enter- tained much affection and esteem. No one is hound to sing what he docs not approve; and, in the progressive state of our community, we thought it hest, neither in fact nor in appearance, to dogmatically dictate to our brethren what they should sing. For this very reason, as well as that we might have hut one hook, we first of al! solicited the aid of others, after our first incipient effort had been given to our infant communities. Since the appearance of another book amongst us, we have often reflected on the befel i:ieans of having our present book enlarg- ed, and more appositely adapted to the genius and position of our rapidly increasing and widely extending connexion. There is no necessity for either haste or parsimony in com- pleting an object so great and important as this is. "We cannot call a convention from all the ends of the earth to deliberate for days or weeks, in order to a concurrence in such a work; and if we did, the larger the convention, and the more p'rtu-d, the longer would be the time, the greater the difficulty of unanimity; and, at last, the more to be compromised.— After much earnest and religious concern and reflection upon this momentous affair, I have concluded to add a Part Second to the present 6 INTRODUCTION. book, and to present it as a resolution to the whole brotherhood; and when they shall have maturely considered it, we shall solicit their suggestions, criticisms, and subtractions, and refer them to a committee here always on the ground, composed of father Campbell and bro- ther Richardson, with such other persons as the brethren may please to appoint at some future time. We shall await their decision before the work is finally stereotyped, and done up in a permanent and more elegant form. It has been proposed, by some brethren, to have the nett proceeds of the sale of such a book, if any there be, devoted to the advance- ment of Bethany College, or to the education of some promising youth devoted to the minis- try of the word. All of which is most re- spectfully and affectionately submitted to the brethren. An edition or two of the present work will be no loss to the brethren, inasmuch as the book now in use, as well as this one, may be wanted in their families and churches. Nor is it probable that very many new additions will be made to this book, although some changes and transpositions in point of arrangement, as well as substitute.?, should be found necessary* And what of the expense of a few cents to each disciple, in accomplishing an object of such importance to all the community? To our former collections of hymn-books, that by brother W. Scott, that by brothers Johnson and Stone, and that used by our INTRODUCTION. 7 brethren in England, I have added the new Baptist collection and all that came in my way during my last visit to the eastern cities. We have, then, ample documents, in point of the number and size of the hymn-books and psal- ters on hand. Elders J. T. Johnson, B. F. Hall, S- Church, and other brethren of much experience and intelligence have been solicited for their assistance and contributions — while others have volunteered their offerings. This expedient, though not borrowed from any party, I have recently learned has been adopted by the Presbyterians in getting up a new and improved selection; and they, too, are sending out a book to be afterwards revised and sanctioned by the denomination, before they put it up in the most permanent and ac- ceptable form. We are not solicitous for mere classification in Part II. No people sing hymns in chapters and classes. Before stereotyping the work, it will, no doubt, be expedient to arrange in some systematic way, the subjects of praise, merely for the convenience of finding any piece. The perfecting of the book of praise for a great community is not the work of an indivi- dual, nor of a single effort — unless, indeed, he were divinely inspired. On the plan proposed, we will be able to have a very full expression of the intelligence and taste of the whole com- munity; and whenever that is obtained, no pains on our part shall be spared to have a very u*dt stereotyped edition, on a clear, full, and 8 INTRODUCTION. elegant type, on good paper, and finished in* the most acceptable form. The nett proceeds of the whole undertaking, if the brethren concur with me in opinion, shall be held sacred to th eanse of education, as before intimated. Mean while, we commend Part Second, as well as Part First, to the candid criticism of all the brethren who may desire to lend ahelpinghand in this very necessary and highly responsible undertaking. One book of psalmody, and but one, is all-important to a community that de- sires, in all things, to maintain unity of spirit, of sentiment, and affection in the bonds of Christian peace and heavenly love. A. CAMPBELL, PART II. HYMN 1— C. M. To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue lis noblest tribute brinii;: When lie's the subject of the song, Who can refuse to sing! Survey the beauties of his face, And on his glories dwell; Think of the wonders of his grace, And all his triumphs tell. Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Upon his awful brow; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o'erflow. No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men; Fairer is he than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 10 MISCELLANEOUS. To heav'n the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine! HYMN 2--C. P. M. Had I ten thousand gifts beside, I'd cleave to Jesus crucified, And build on him alone; For no foundation is there given, On which to place my hopes of heaven, But Christ the corner stone. Possessing Christ, I all possess, Wisdom, and strength, and righteousness, And holiness complete; Bold in his name, I dare draw nigh Before the Ruler ofthe sky, And all his justice meet. Tbere is no path to heavenly bliss, To solid joy or lasting peace, But Christ th' appointed road; O may we tread the sacred way, By faith rejoice, and praise, and pray, Till we sit down with God! MISCELLANEOUS. 11 The types and shadows of the word Unite in Christ, the Man, the Lord, The Saviour just and true; O may we still his word believe, And all his promises receive, And all his precepts do! As he above forever lives And life to dying sinners gives, Eternal and divine; O may his spirit in me dwell! Then, saved from sin, and death and hell, Eternal life is mine! HYMN 3— C. M. Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend; As such I look to thee; Now, in the bowels of thy love, O, Lord, remember me! Remember thy pure word of grace, Remember Calvary; Remember all thy promises, And then remember me. Thou mighty Advocate with God! I yield myself to thee; While thou art sitting on thy throne, O, Lord, remember me! 12 MISCELLANEOUS, I own I'm guilty — own I'm vile; Yet thy salvation's free; Then, in thy all-abounding- grace, O, Lord, remember me! Howe'er forsaken or distress'd, Howe'er nppress'd I be. Howe'er afflicted here on earth, Do thou remember me! And when I close my eyes in death, And creature helps all flee, Then, O, my great Redeemer. Lord, I pray remember me! HYMN 4— C. M. Jesus, in thy transporting name What blissful glories rise! Jesus, the angel's sweetest theme — The wonder of the skies! Well might the skies with wonder view A love so strange as thine! No thought of angels p ver knew Compassion so divine. Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky For miseries and woes! And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die, For vile rebellious foes) MISCELLANEOUS. 13 Victorious love! can language tell The wonders of thy power, Which conquer'd all the force of hell, In that tremendous hour! What glad return can I impart For favors so divine! O take this heart, this worthless heart, And make it only thine! HYMN 5— L. ftf. Jesus, my love, my chief delight; For thee I long, for thee I pray, Amid the shadows of the night, Amid the business of the day? When shall I see thy smiling face, That face which I have often seen! Arise, thou Sun of Righteousness! Scatter the clouds that intervene. Thou art the glorious gift of God, To sinners weary and distressed; The first of all his gifts bestow'd, And certain pledge of all the rest. Since I can say this gift is mine, I'll tread the earth beneath my feet, No more at poverty repine, Nor envy the rich sinner's state. 14 MISCELLANEOUS. The precious jewel I will keep, And lodge it deep within my heart; At home, abroad, awake, asleep, It never shall from thence depart! HYMN 6—8% 7's, and 4's. In thy name, O Lord, assembling 1 , We, thy people, now draw near; Teach us to rejoice with trembling; O that we this day may hear— Hear with meekness- Hear thy word with godly fear. While our days on earth are lengthen'd^ May we give them, Lord, to thee! Cheer'd by hope, and daily strengthen'd, We would run* nor weary be, Till thy glory, Without clouds, in heaven we see. There, in worship, purer, sweeter, All thy people shall adore; Tasting of enjoyment greater Than they could conceive before! Full enjoyment — Holy bliss forevermore. MISCELLANEOUS. 15 HYMN 7— C. M. Great God, thy penetrating eye Pervades my inmost powers; With awe profound my wond'ring soul Falls prostrate and adores. To be encompass'd round with God, The Holy and the Just, Arnrd with omnipotence to save, Or crumble me to dust. O how tremendous is the thought! Deep may it be impress'd, And may thy Spirit firmly grave This truth within my breast! Begirt with thee, my fearless soul The gloomy vale shall tread; And thou wilt bind th' immortal crown Of glory on my head. HYMN 8— C. If. Great God, this sacred day of thine Demands the soul's collected powers; With joy to thee we now resign The solemn consecrated hours. O may our souls adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne! 16 MISCELLANEOUS. All-seeing God, thy piercing eye Can every secret thought explore; May worldly cares our bosoms fly, And where thou art intrude no moreK Thy Spirit's gracious aid impart, Exalt our souls, and fix our heart. O bid thy grace our spirits move; O bid thy word of life divine Engage the ear, excite our love. And all this holy day be thine; Our souls shall then adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne. HYMN 9— S. M. Rise, gracious God, and shine In all thy saving might; Now prosper every good design To spread thy glorious light* O bring the nations near, That they may sing thy praise; Thy word let all the heathen hear, And learn thy holy ways. Send forth thy glorious power; All nations then shall see, And earth present her grateful store Jn converts born to thee. MISCELLANEOUS. 17 HYMN 10— S. tit. How beauteous are their feet, Who stand on Zion's hill! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of grace reveal. How charming is their voice! How sweet their tidings are! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King, He reigns and triumphs here." How happy are our ears That hear the joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found! How blessed are our eyes That see this heav'nly light! Prophets and kings desired it long But died without the sight. You watchmen, join your voice, And tuneful notes employ; Jerusalem break forth in songs; Ye deserts, learn the joy. O Lord, make bare thy arm Through all the earth abroad! Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 18 18 MISCELLANEOUS, Glory to God on high! And peace o'er all the earth! Good will to men — to angels joy At our Redeemer's birth! HYMN 11— S. M. Go with thy servant. Lord, His every step attend; All needful help to him afford, And bless him to the end. Preserve him from all wrong- Stand, thou, at his right hand; And keep him from the sland'rous tongue, And persecuting - band. May he proclaim aloud The wonders of thy grace; And do, thou, to the listening crowd His faithful labors bless. Farewell, dear lab'rer, go; We part with thee in love; And if we meet no more below, O may we meet above! HYMN 12— S. M. Stand up and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God,. With heart, and soul, and voice. MISCELLANEOUS. 19 O for a living flame, From his own altar brought, To touch our hps, our minds inspire, And raise to heaven our thought. God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours; Then be his love in Christ proclaim'd With all our ransom'd powers. Stand up, and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore, Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth forevermore. HYMN 13— 8% 7's, and 4's. Heax, O sinner! mercy hails you; Now with sweetest voice she calls; Bids you haste — accept the Saviour, E'er the hand of justice falls: Hear, O sinner — 'Tis the voice of mercy calls. See the storm of vengeance gath'ringy O'er the path you dare to tread; The reward which God is meas'ring, Soon shall fall upon your head: Turn, O sinner — Lest the lightning strike you dead, 20 MISCELLANEOUS. Haste, and flee to Christ the Saviour* Seek his mercy while you may; Soon the day of grace is over, Soon your life must pass away; Haste, O sinner, You must perish if you stay. HYMN 14— 12's, ll's, and 8's. The Prince of Salvation in triumph is ri- ding, And glory attends him along his bright way, The news of his grace on the breezes are gliding, And nations are owning his sway. And now through the darkest of earth's gloomy regions, The wheels of his chariot are rolling sub- lime, His banners unfolding his own true reli- gion, Dispelling the errors of time. Behold a bright angel from heaven de- scending, High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise: "Hail, Son of the Highest! let every knee bending, Adore thee with off' rings of praise. MISCELLANEOUS. 21 "Thy sword and thy buckler shall save and deliver The poor and the needy, from foes that assail; Thy bow and thy quiver shall vanquish forever The Prince and the legions of hell. "Ride on, in thy greatness, thou conq'ring Saviour; Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign, Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor, And follow thy glorious train. "Ride on, till the compass of thy great do- minion, The globe shall encircle from pole unto pole; And mankind cemented with friendship and union, Obey thee with heart and with soul. "Then, loud shall ascend from each sanc- tified nation, The voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise, And heaven shall echo the song of salva* tion In rich and melodious lavs." 22 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 15 — ll's. O turn you! O turn you, for why will you die, When God in his mercy is coming so nigh? Now Jesus invites you,the Spirit sayscome, The brethren are waiting to welcome you home. How vain the delusion, that while you de- lay, Your hearts may grow better by staying away; Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be, Here streams of salvation are flowing most free. jHere Jesus is ready your souls to receive; O, how can you question, since now you believe? Since sin is your burden, why will you not come? He now bids you welcome — he now says there's room. In riches, in pleasure, what can you obtain; To sooth your affliction or banish your pain; To bear up your spirit when summon'd to die, Or waft you to mansions of glory on high? UlSOELLANEOrs. M Why will you be starvinsr & fcWingon air.' There's mercy in Jesus enough & to spare, If still you arc doubting make trial vlv see, And prove that his mercy is boundless and free. HYMN 16— L. M. So let your lips and lives express The holy gospel you profess; So let your works and virtues shine To prove the doctrine all divine. Thus shall you best proclaim abroad The honors of your Saviour God; When his salvation reigns within, And grace subdues the power of sin. Your flesh and sense must be denied, Passion and envy, lust and pride; While justice, temp'rance, truth and love, Your inward piety approve. Religion bears your spirits up, While you expect that blessed hope — And bright appearance of the Lord — And faith stands leaning on bis word. Welcome, then, brethren of the Lord, The rest, his word and church afford, Accept, and may his grace divine. Cause you in deeds of Jove to sliine. 24 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 17— L. M. This happy day has fix'd their choice, On Christ their Saviour and their Lord; Well may their glowing hearts rejoice, And tell the glories of his word. O happy bond, that seals their vows To him that merits all their love! Let cheerful anthems fill the house, While to his altar now they move. 'Tis done — the great transaction's done- They are the Lord's — the Lord is ours; Rejoice in Christ; now we are one; Rejoice to feel his heavenly pow'rs. Glory to God, in endless strains, Through endless ages shall be given; Lo! Christ the great Messiah reigns, To bless our souls and grant us heaven. HYMN 18— S. M. Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait; With joy obey his heavenly word, And watch before his gate.* Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins as in his sight; For awful is his name. MISCELLANEOUS. 25 Watch! — 'tis the Lord's command; And while we speak, he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crown'd. HYMN 19— C. M. My God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights. In darkest shades, if thou appear, My dawning is begun: Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And thou my rising sun. The op'ning heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his mercies mine, And whispers I am his! My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, And run with joy the shining way To meet my dearest Lord. 26 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 20— S. Mi Hungry, and faint, and poor, Behold us, Lord, again, Assembled at thy mercy's door, Thy bounty to obtain. Thy word invites us nigh, Or we would starve indeed; For we no money have to buy, Nor righteousness to plead. The food our spirits want, Thy hand alone can give; Oh! hear the prayer of faith, and grant That we may eat and live! HYMN 21— S. M. O bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim: And all that is within me join, To bless his holy name. O bless the Lord, my soul! His mercies bear in mind; Forget not all his benefit*; The Lord to thee is kind. He will not always chide; He will with patience waif: His wrath is ever slow to rise. And ready to abate. MISCELLANEOUS. 21 He pardons all thy sins. Prolongs thy feeble breath; He healeth thy infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. Then bless his holy name, Whose grace hath made thee whole; Whose loving kindness crowns thy days; O bless the Lord, my soul! HYMN 2-2— P. If. My Son, know thou the Lord; Thy father's God obey; Seek his protecting care by night, His guardian hand by day. Call while he may be found; O seek him while he's near; Serve him with all thy heart and mind, And worship him with fear. [f thou wilt seek his face, His ear will hear the cry; Then shalt thou find his mercy sure, His grace forever nigh. But if thou leave thy God, Nor choose the path to heaven. Then shalt thou perish in thy sin-. And never be forgiven. 28 MISCELLANEOUS, HYMN 23— 7's. Hail the day that saw him rise, Ravish'd from his people's eyes; Christ awhile to mortals given, Re-ascends his native heaven. There the splendid triumph waits — "Lift your heads, ye heavenly gates; Wide unfold the radiant scene, Take the King of Glory in!" He, whom highest heaven receives, Ever loves the friends he leaves; Though returning to his throne, Still he calls his saints his own: Still for us he intercedes, Prevalent his death he pleads; Near himself prepares a place, Harbinger of human race. Taken from our eyes to-day, Master, hear us when we pray; See thy needy servants, see, Ever gazing up to thee: Grant, though parted from our sight, Far abpve yon azure height, Grant our hearts may thither rise, Follow thee beyond the skies. MISCELLANEOUS. 29 fiver upward let us move, Wafted on the wings of love; Looking when the Lord shall come, Longing, reaching after home. There, forever to remain, Partners of thine endless reign; There thy face unclouded see, Find our heaven of heavens in thee. HYMN 24— L. M. God from the dead has raised his son; Death and the powers of hell are spoil'd, Justice declares the work is done, And God and man are reconcil'd. Christians, for whom the Lord was slain, Give to his name the glory due; O let his love your hearts constrain To live for him who died for you. Earth's empty toys no more esteem, Your minds from worldly thoughts remove; Let your affections rise with him, And set your hearts on things above. HYMN 25— C. M. Come, let our hearts and voices join To praise the Saviour's name; Whose truth and kindness are divine, Whose love is btill the same. 30 MISCELLANEOUS. When most we need his gracious hand* This friend is always near; With heav'n and earth at his command, He waits to answer prayer. His love no end or measure knows, No change can turn its course; Immutably the same, it flows From one eternal source. HYMN 26— C. P. M. There is no path to heav'nly bliss, To solid joy or lasting peace. But Christ th' appointed road; O may we tread the sacred way, By faith rejoice, and sing, and pray, Till we sit down with God! The types and shadows of the word Unite in Christ, the Man, the Lord, The Saviour kind and true; O may we still his word believe, And all his promises receive, And all his precepts do. As he above forever lives, And life to dying mortals gives, Eternal and divine; () may his Spirit in me dwell! Then sav'd from sin, and death, and hell. Eternal life is mine. ^iISCKLLANEOUS. 31 11Y31X :27— C. Bd, () uavvy they who know the Lord, With whom he deigns to dwell! He i'ceih and cheers them by his word", His arm supports them well. To them in each distressing hour, His throne of grace is near; And when they plead his love and power, He stands engaged to hear. His presence sweetens all our cares, And makes our burdens light; A word from him dispels our fears, And gilds the gloom of night. Lord, we expect to suffer here, Nor would we dare repine; But give us still to rind thee near, And own us still for thine. Let us enjoy and highly prize These tokens of thy love, Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise To worship thee above. HYMN 28- L. 31. The food on which thy children live, Great God, is thine alone to give; And we, for grace received, would raise^ A sacred song of love and praise. 32 MISCELLANEOUS. How fast, how full, how rich, how free, Bless'd Jesus, thy rich treasures be! To the full fountain of our joys We gladly come for fresh supplies. For this we wait upon thee, Lord; For this we listen to thy word, Descend like gentle showers of rain. Nor let our souls attend in vain. HYMN 29— S. M. How charming is the place Where my Redeemer God Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad! Not the fair palaces To which the great resort, Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds his court. Here, on the mercy seat, With radiant glory crown'd, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. To him their prayers and cries Each humble soul presents; He listens to their broken sighs, And grants them all their Wants. MISCELLANEOUS. 33 Givo me. O Lord, a place Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my Gud. HYMN 30— 7's. G«»d with us! O glorious name! Let it shine in endless fame; God and man in Christ unite — O mysterious depth and height! God with us! amazing love Brought him from his courts above; Now. ye saints, his grace admire, Swe the song with !■ ■ ith us! O wondrous gra s see him face to face; That we may Immanuel sing, As we ought, our God and king, HYMN 31— C. flf. Lord, all I am is known to thee; In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence or to flee The notice of thine eve. 34 MISCELLANEOUS. Thy all-absorbing- eye surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways ? The secrets of my breast. My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, Before they're form'd within, And ere my lips pronounce the word; Thou knowest all I mean. O let thine arms surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from ev'ry ill, Secured by sovereign love. HYMN 32—0. M. Rejoice, my soul, still in the Lord, Who makes my cause his own; The hope that's built upon his word Can ne'er be overthrown. Though many foes beset my road, And feeble is my arm, My life is hid with Christ in God, Beyond the reach of harm. Weak as I am, I shall not faint, Or, fainting, shall not die! Jesus, the strength of ev'ry saint. Will aid me from on high. MISCELLANEOUS. 35 Though now unseen by outward sense, Faith sees him always near, A guidej a glory, a defence; Then what have I to fear? HYMN 33— C. M. Lord, when together here we meet, And taste thy heavenly grace, Thy smiles are so divinely sweet, We loathe to leave the place. Yet, Father, since it is thy will That we must part again, O let thy gracious presence still With every one remain. Thus let us all in Christ be one, Bound with the cords of love, Till we, around thy glorious throne, Shall joyous meet above; Where sin and sorrow from each heart Shall then forever fly, And not one thought that we shall part Once intercept our joy. HYMN 34— L. M. Father of mercies! God of love! Whose kind compassion still we prove, Our praise accept, and bless us here, Thus brought to see — another vear. 38 MISCELLANEOUS. What shall we render to thy name, Or how thy glorious praise proclaim. Whose constant, kind, indulgent care, Has brought us to — another year. Thy bounty, pity, patience too, With thankful hearts, Lord, we review; And own we've had a plenteous share To bring us to — another year. Our souls, our all, we here resign; Make us and keep us ever thine; And grant that in thy love and fear We may begin — another year. Be this our sweet experience still, To know and do thy holy will; Then shall our souls with joy sincere, Bless thee for this — another year. Help us to walk as in thy Bight, With glowing pleasure and delight; Then, whether life or death appear, We'll bless thee for — another year. Still, Lord, through life thy love display; And then in death's approaching day We'll joyful part with all that's here, Nor wish on earth— another year, MISCELLANEOUS. 37 HYMN 35— 7's. Bright and joyful was the morn When to us a child was born; From the highest realms of heaven Unto us a child was given. On his shoulder he shall bear Power and majesty — and wear On his vesture and his thigh Names most awful — names most high. Wonderful in counsel he, Christ th' incarnate Deity, Sire of ages ne'er to cease, King of kings, and Prince of peace. Come and worship at his feet, Yield to him the homage meet; From his manger to his throne, Homage due to God alone. HYMN 36— S's and 6s. Christians, keep your armor bright, Rejoice, give thanks, and sing, In union strong together fight; Hosannato our King! Come, laud and magnify his name, Nor let his praises cease; His ways are ways of pleasantness, And all his paths are peace. 38 MISCELLANEOUS. We will not act the coward's part, But onward all proceed; Our Captain shall his grace impart In every time of need. Great peace have they who love his cause. And on his word rely; From such as keep his holy laws The enemy will fly. The world and sin may grieve us sore, And rouse our weakest fears; Our march is but a few days more Through this dark vale of tears. Death may assail and satan too, With his opposing powers; But let us prove our valor true, The victory is ours. CHORUS. O it will he glorious, With crowns and palms victorious, And Jesus reigning over us, When our sad warfare's o'er. HYMN 37— 7's. Sinners, come and taste with me Consolation rich and free, From our wealthy Father's board, With the rarest dainties stored. IIISCELLANEOl irefore should we least alonel God invites you every one: All that come of free good will Make the banquet sweeter still! Come, O come to mercy's door; Christ receiveth all the poor; Jesus gives a glorious share; To his banquet then repair. HYMN 38— 8's, 7's, and 4's. What, poor sinner, means this sadness! Wherefore art thou thus cast down! Let thy grief be turned to gladness, Bid thy restless fears be gone: Look to Jesus, And rejoice in his blest name. Though ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within, Jesus never will forget thee; Only turn and follow him: He is faithful To perform his gracious word. HYMN 39— 8's and 7's. SinnePwS, hear your Lord and Saviour. Hear his gracious voice to-day; Turn from all your vain behaviour; O repent, return, obev! 40 MISCELLANEOUS. O be wise before you languish On the bed of dying strife; Endless joy or endless anguish Turns upon th' events of life. Open now your case before him, Bid the Saviour welcome in; O receive him! O adore him! Take a full discharge from sin. Come, for all things now are ready, Yet there's room for many more; O you blind, you lame, you needy, Come to wisdom's boundless store! HYMN 40— 8's and 6's. There is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wand'rers given; There is a tear for souls distress'd, A balm for every wounded breast — 'Tis found above — in heaven. There is a home for weary souls, By sins and sorrows driven; When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals- Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear — but heaven. There faith lifts up the tearless eye, The heart with anguish riven; It views the tempest passing by, Sees evening shadows quickly fly, And all secure — in heaven. MISCELLANEOUS. 41 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joy«s supreme are Gfiven; There rays divine disperse the gloom; Beyond the dark and narrow tomb Appears the -dawn — of heaven. HYMN 41— P. M. Delay not, delay not! O sinner draw near, The waters of life are how flowing for thee; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased — salvation is free. Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus our Lord? A fountain is open'd; how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his pardon- ing blood! Delay not, delay not! O 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. 42 MISCELLANEOUS. Belay not, delay not! the spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, entreats thee to come; Beware, lest in darkness thou finish thy race And sink to the vale of eternity's gloom, Delay not, delay not! the hour is at hand, The earth shall dissolve and the heavens shall fade, The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand: What power, then, O sinner, shall lend thee its aid? HYMN 42— S. M. To our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song; O may his love (immortal flame!) Tune every heart and tongue. His love what mortal thought can reach? What mortal tongue display? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. He left his radiant throne on high, Left the bright realms of bliss, And came to earth to bleed and die! Was ever love like this? MISCELLANEOUS. 43 Blest Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee.. May every heart with rapture say, 'The Saviour died for me!' O may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue, 'Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. HYMN 43— 8's and 7's. Come, dear friends, we are all brethren, Bound for Canaan's happy land; Come, unite and walk together; Christ, our leader, gives command. Cease to boast of party merit, Wound the cause of God no more, Be united by his spirit, Zion's peace again restore. Now our hand, our heart, our spirit, Here in fellowship we give; Let us love and peace inherit, Show the world how Christians live. We'll be one in Christ our Saviour, Male and female, bond and free; Christ is all in all forever, In him we shall blessed be. 44 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 44— C. M. The Saviour! O what endless charms Dwell in the blissful sound! Its influence ev'ry fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich effusion flow, For guilty rebels lost in sin, And doom'd to endless woe. Th' almighty Former of the skies Stoop'd to our vile abode; While angels view'd with wond'ring eyes, And hail'd th' incarnate God. O the rich depths of love divine! Of bliss, a boundless store! Blest 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 ! HYMN 45— L. M. Awake, my soul, thy tribute bring To him who gave thee power to singj Praise Him, who is all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love. MISCELLANEOUS. 45 low vast his knowledge! how profound! A depth, where all ourtho'ta are drown'd, The stars he numbers, and their names He gives to all those heavenly ilames. Through each bright world above, behold, Pen thousand thousand charms unfold; Earth, air. and mighty seas combine To speak his wisdom all divine. But in redemption — O what grace! Its wonders, what thought can trace! Here wisdom 3hines forever bright: Jraise him my soul with sweet delight! HYMN 46— S. M. I Noah's weary dove, That soar'd the world around, But not a resting place above The cheerless waters found. O cease, my wand'ring soul, On restless wing to roam; All the wide world, to either pole, Has not for thee a home. Behold the Ark of God, Bebold the open door; Hasten to gain that dear abode, And rove, mv soul, uo more. 46 MISCELLANEOUS. There safe thou shalt abide, There sweet shall be thy rest, And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blest. And when the waves of ire Again the earth shall fill, The ark shall ride the sea of fire, Then rest on Zion's hill. HYMN 47— 8's, 7's, and 4's. Light of them that sit in darkness, Rise and shine, thy blessings bring; Light to lighten all the gentiles! Rise with healing on thy wing: To thy brightness Let all kings and nations come. May the heathen, now adoring Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and worshipping before him, Serve the living God alone! Let thy glory Fill the earth as floods the sea. Thou to whom all power is given, Speak the word: at thy command Let thy true and faithful heralds Spread thy name from land to land: Lord, be with them Always to the end of time! MISCELLANEOUS. 47 HYMN 48— P. M. HE, let us anew Our journey pursue Roll round with the year, And never stand still till the Master appear; His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve By the patience of hope &. the labor of love. Our life is a dream; Our time as a stream, Glides swiftly away; And the fugitive moment refuses to stay: The arrow is flown, The moment is gone, The delectable year Rushes on to our view and eternity's near. O that each in the day Of his coming may say, 'I have fought my way through, I have finished the work thou didst give me. to do!' O that each from his Lord May receive the glad word, •Well and faith fully done, Enter into my joy and ?it down on my throne!' 48 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 49— L. M. Great God! we sing thy mighty hand, By which supported still we stand; The op'ningyear thy mercy shows, Let mercy crown it till it close. By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God! By his incessant bounty fed, By his unerring counsel led. With grateful hearts the past we own; The futnre, all to us unknown, We to thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before thy feet. In scenes exalted or depressed, Be thou our joy and thou our rest; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. When death shall interrupt these songs. And seal in silence mortal tongues, Our helper God, in whom we trust, In better worlds our souls shall boast. HYMN 50— C. M. Mistaken souls that dream of heaven, And make their empty boast Of inward joys and sins forgiven, While thev are slaves to lust. MISCELLANEOUS 49 Vain are our fancy's flights, If faith be cold and dead; None but a living - power unites To Christ, the living- head. Tie faith that purifies the heart; *Tis faith that works by love; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. This faith shall every fear control By its celestial power; With holy triumph rill the soul In death's approaching hour. HY3IX 51— L. 31. Ami of the Lord, awake! awake! Put on thy strength, the nations shake, And let the world, adoring - , see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 'I am Jehovah — God alone!' Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. No more let human blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt! But to each conscience be applied The blood that fiow'd from Jesus' side. 2(1 50 MISCELLANEOUS. Lei Zion'stime of favor come; O bring the tribes of Israel home! And let onr wond'ring eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold. Almighty God, thy grace proclaim In ev'ry land, of ev'ry name! Let adverse powers before thee fall, And crown him Saviour, Lord of all! HYMN 52— P. M. With songs of grateful praise Surround Jehovah's seat; The goodness of his ways Through all the earth repeat; His mercy rose Ere time was known, And from his throne Eternal Hows. He bids his light arise, And sends his gospel forth; From east to west it flies, And fills the south and north; His mighty grace Its power imparts, And willing hearts His truth embrace. MISCELLANEOUS. 51 Then far as isles extend, To the vast ocean's bound, Let kings to Jesus bend, And pour their off 'rings round; Arabia, raise The songs divine; And, Afric, join T' exalt his praise. Let India's fertile shore Its gifts and honors bring, To hail the Saviour's power, To crown Immanuel King; Remotest lands The homage pay- Till all obey His high commands. HYMN 53— L. M. When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, What were his works from day to day, But miracles of power and grace That spread salvation through our race? Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue; Let alms bestowed, let kindness done, Be witnessed by each rolling sun. 52 MISCELLANEOUS. Thus he who marks, from day to day, In gen'rous';acts his radiant way, Treads the same path the Saviour trod The path to glory and to God. HYMN 54— C. M. Father of all, we bow to thee, Who dwells in heav'n adored, But present still through all thy works, The universal Lord. Forever hallowed be thy name By all beneath the skies; And let thy kingdom still advance Till grace to glory rise. A grateful homage let us yield, With hearts resigned to thee; And as in heaven thy will is done, On earth so let it be! From day to day we humbly own The hand that feeds us still; Give us our bread, and teach to rest Contented with thy will. Our sins before thee we confess; O may we be forgiv'n! As we to others mercy show, We mercy beg from heaven! MISCELLANEOUS. 53 Still let thy grace our lives direct, From evil guard our way, And in temptation's fatal path Permit us not to stray. For thine the power, the kingdom thine, All glory's due to thee; Thine from eternity they were, And thine shall ever be. HYMN 55— C. M. One glance of thine, eternal Lord, Pierces all nature through; Nor heav'n, nor earth, nor hell afford A shelter from thy view! The mighty whole, each smaller part, At once before thee lies; And ev'ry thought of ev'ry heart Is open to thine eyes. Though greatly from myself conceal'd Thou seest my inward frame; To thee I always stand reveal'd Exactly as I am. Since, therefore, I can hardly bear What in myself I see, How vile and black must I appear, Most holy God, to thee! 54 MISCELLANEOUS. But since my Saviour stands between, In garments dyed in blood, 'Tis he, instead of me, is seen When I approach to God. Thus, though a sinner, I am safe; He pleads before the throne His life and death in my behalf, And calls my sins his own. What wondrous love — what mysteries In this appointment shine, My breaches of the law are his, And his obedience mine. HYMN 56— L. M. The God who once to Israel spoke. From Sinai's top, in fire and smoke, In gentle strains of gospel grace Invites us now to seek his face. He wears no terrors on his brow: He speaks in love from Zion now; It is the voice of Jesus' blood Calling poor wand'rers home to God. The holy Moses quaked and feared, When Sinai's thundering law he heard; But reigning grace, with accents mild, Spenks to the sinner ns a child. MISCELLANEOUS. SS Hark! how from Calvary M sound- — From the R 's bleeding wounds— 'Pardon and gTace i freely give; Poor sinner, look to me and live! 1 HYMN 57- L. M. 'ribes were parch 'd with thir •ck the waters burst, ll their fature journey thr [fielded them drink ai too. In Moses 1 rod a typo they mitten rock prefigured him [stream. From whoso pierced side all blessings But. ah! the type?? were ail too faint. - >rrows or his worth to paint; j _ the stroke of Moses* rod. Bur he endured the wrath of God. Their outward rock could feel no pain; But i torn and slain; The rock gave but a wat'ry flood, ! forth streams of blood. is like their wilderness — A land of d ■ d Bore distress; Without one stream from polo to pole T atisfv a thirsty soul. 56 MISCELLANEOUS. But let the Saviour's praise resound; Tn him refreshing streams are found; Which pardon, strength, and comfort give, And thirsty sinners drink and live. HYMN 58— C. M. Jesus has died that I might live, Might live to God alone; In him eternal life receive, And be in spirit one. Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, The gift unspeakable; And wait with arms of faith t' embrace, And all thy love to feel. Give me thyself — from every boast, From every wish set free; Let all I am in thee be lost; But give thyself to me. Thy gifts, alas! cannot suffice, Unless thyself be given; Thy presence makes my paradise, And where thou art is heaven. HYMN 59— S. M. With joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. MISCELLANEOUS. 57 Touched with a sympathy divine, He knows our feeble frame; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out his cries and tears; And, in his measure, feels afresh What cv'rv member bears. Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power; We shall obtain delivering grace In the distressing hour. HYMN 60— C. M. Joy is a fruit that will not grow In nature's barren soil; All we can boast, till Christ we know, I- vanity and toil. A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, A sense of pard'ning love, A hope that triumph's over death, Give joys like those above. To take a glimpse within the veil, To know that God is mine. Are springs of joy that never fail, Unspeakable — divine! 58 MISCELLANEOUS. These- arc the joys which satisfy And sanctify the mind, Vv^hich make the spirit mount on high And leave the world behind. No more, believer, mourn thy lot; O, thou who art the Lord's! Resign to those who know him not, ►Such joys as earth affords. HYMN 01 — "s and <>',-. You servants of God, Your master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful name; The name, all victorious, Of Jesus extol; His kingdom is glorious, And rules over all. Christ ruleth on lv; Almighty to save; And still he is nigh — His presence we have: The great congregation His triumph shall sing", Ascribing ealv To Jesus our King. 3IISCELLANEOI' 53 Salvation to Him Who sits on the throne — Let all cry aloud And honor the Son: Our Saviour's praises The angels proclaim, They fall on their faces And worship the Lamb. Him let us adore, And give him his rig-lit; And glory and power, And wisdom and might: All honor and blessing With angels above, And thanks never cea For infinite love. HYMN 62— L. M. What thousands never knew the road! thousands hate it when 'tis known! None but the chosen tribes of God Will seek or choose it for their own. A thousand ways in r lin end; ine only leads to joy on high; By that my willing steps as ■ •7— I, M. Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Under thy own almighty wings. Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ills that I this day have done; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live that I may dread The grave as little as my bed; Teach me to die that so I may Triumphant rise at the last day. HYMN 68— C. M. j love thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The church our blest Redeemer saved "With his own precious blood. Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. . thou friend divine, Our Saviour and our King, Thy hand from every snare and foe Shall great deliv'rance bring. 64 MISCELLANEOUS. Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. HYMN 69— C. M. Thou art our Shepherd, glorious God! Thy little flock behold, And guide us by thy staff and rod, The children of thy fold. We praise thy name that we were brought To this delightful place, Where we are watch'd, and warn'd and taught, The children of thy grace. May all our friends thy servants here, Meet with us all above, And we and they in heaven appear, The children of thy love. HYMN 70— L. M. Happy the saints whose lot is cast Where oft is heard the gospel sound; The word is pleasant to their taste, A healing balm for every wound. MISCELLANEOUS. 65 With joy they hasten to the place Where they their Saviour oft have met; Ann" while they feast upon his grace, Their burdens and their griefs forget. This favor'd lot, my friends, is ours; May we the privilege improve, And find these consecrated hours Sweet earnests of the joys above. HY.MN 71— L. M. Come, Christian brethren, ere we part, (oin every voice and every heart; >ne solemn hymn to God we raise, )ne final song of grateful praise. fchrisHans, we here may meet no more; But I ere is yet a happier shore; And there, released from toil and pain. Dear brethren, we shall meet again. HYMN 72— L Lord, now we part in thy blest name*, [n which we here together came; ■rant us ; our few remaining it To work th .:,- prais* Teach us, in life and d Thee, Lord, our a : - \nd grant us all to meet abore, Where we shall better King thy love! 6G MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 73— S. M. In all my ways, O God! I would acknowledge thee; And seek to keep my heart and house From all pollution free. Where'er I have a tent, An altar will I raise; And thither my oblations bring Of humble prayer and praise. Could I my wish obtain, My household, Lord, should be Devoted to thyself alone, A nursery for thee. HYMN 74— L. M. Father of all, thy care we bless, Which crowns our families with peace; From thee they spring, and by thy hand They have been, and are still sustain'd. To God, most worthy to be praised, Be our domestic altars raised; Who, Lord of heaven, scorns not todwel] With saints in their obscurest cell. To thee may each united bouse, Morning and night, present its vows; Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught thy precepts and thy grace. MISCELLANEOUS. 67 HYMN 75— C. M. Thou art the Way — to thee alone From sin and death we flee; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. Thou art the Truth — thy word alone True wisdom can impart; Thou only canst inform the mind, And purify the heart. Thou art the Life — the rending tomb Proclaims thy conq'ring arm, And those who put their trust in thee, , Nor death nor hell shall harm. Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life; Grant us that way to know, That truth to keep, that life to win, Whose joys eternal flow. HYMN 76— C. M. Dear brethren, come, draw near to God, With songs of sacred praise; For he is good, immensely good, And just are all his ways. All nature owns his guardian care; In him we live and move; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 68 MISCELLANEOUS. He gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms; 5 Tis here he makes his goodness known In its diviner forms. HYMN 77— L. M. Jesus my all to heaven is gone, He whom I fix 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 3 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; Mv grief and burden long had been, That I had not been saved from sin. The more I strove against its power, I felt its weight and guilt the more; Till late I heard my Saviour say, "Come hither, soul — I am the way." Then glad I came to him, blest Lamb! And made confession of his name; Myself alone had I to give; Nothing but love did I receive. MISCELLANEOUS. G9 Now will I tell to sinnefs round What a dear Saviour l have found; I'll point to thy redeeming- blood, And say, Behold the way to God! HYMN 7S— C. M, Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea; Thy paths I cannot trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of thy unbounded grace. 'Tis but in part I know thy will; I bless thee for the sight: When will thy love the rest reveal In glory's clearer light! With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. HYMN 79— C. M. When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul sun Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. To all my weak complaints and cries Thy mercy lent an ear, Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd To form themselves in prayer. 70 MISCELLANEOUS. Unnumbered comforts on my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whence those comforts flowed. When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. Through every period of my life Thy goodness I'll pursue; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. Through all eternity to thee A joyful song I'll raise; For, O eternity's too short To utter all thy praise! HYMN 80— P. M. My Prophet thou, my heavenly guide, Thy sweet instructions I will hear; The words that from thy lips proceed, O how divinely sweet they are! Thee, my great Prophet, I would love, And imitate the blesst above. MISCELLANEOUS. 71 My great High Priest, whose precious Did once atone upon the cross; [hlood Who now do?t intercede with God, And plead the friendless sinner's cause: In thee I trust, thee would I love, And imitate the blest above. My King supreme, to thee I bow, A willing subject at thy feet; All other lords I disavow, And to thy government submit. My Saviour King this heart would love, And imitate the blest above. HYMN 81— L. M. Jesus, the spring of joys divine, Whence all our hopes and comforts flow; Jesus, no other name but thine Can save us from eternal woe. In vain would boasting reason find The way to happiness and God; Her weak directions leave the mind Bewildered in a dubious road. No other name will heaven approve; Thou art the true, the living way, Ordain'd by Everlasting Love, To the bright realms of endless day n-2 MISCELLANEOUS. Here let our constant feet abide, Nor from the heavenly path depart; O let thy Spirit, gracious Guide, Direct, our steps and cheer our heart! Safe lead us through this world of night, And bring us to the blissful plains-- The region of unclouded light, Where perfect joy forever reigns. HYMN 82— L. M. O love, beyond conception great, That form 'd the vast, stupendous plan. Where all divine perfections meet To reconcile rebellious man. There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, And justice all her right maintains — - Astonished apgels stoop to gaze, While mercy o'er the guilty reigns. Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too; In Christ they both harmonious meet; He paid to justice nil her due; And now he fills the mercy seat. HYMN 83— L. M. God, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. MISCELLANEOl ST. 7 sinners of an humble frame grace and learn his name, 'Tis writ in characters of blood, Severely just, immensely good. Here Jems in ten thousand ways, His sen! attracting charms displays, Recounts his poverty and pains. And tells his love in melting strains. May this blest volume ever lie < 'It se to my heart and near my eye, Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage! HYMN Si— C. M. ^o! Wisdom stands with smiling face, And c* urts us to her arms; ft T ho can resist the wondrous grace, And slight her powerful charms? ?hr. cen'rous. holds out to our sight Riches which shall endure; Vor sparkling rubies half so bright, Nor finest gold so pure. Eternal pleasures fill her train, Pleasures that never cloy; "ome, drink of bliss unmix 'd with pain, And taste celestial joy, 74 MISCELLANEOUS. Immortal crowns she now displays, And thrones beyond the skies; Accept her blessings while she stays, And seize the glorious prize. HYMN 85— C. M. Ho! ye that thirst, a living fount For you is opened wide — The fount that gush'd from Calv'ry's mount From our Redeemer's side. Come, seek salvation through the blood So freely poured for you; O leave the broad and downward road That leads to endless woe. Come, ye who long in vain have sought True happiness to find; In all the joys of earth there's naught Can fill th' immortal mind. Come, and partake the blessed feast That Christ for you has spread; Not all the treasures of the east Can buy this living bread. Come, join the humble happy band, That sing redemption's lay; With them, united heart and hand, Pursue the heavenly wav. i MISCELLANEOUS. 75 HYMN 86— C. M. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands my zeal, And an immortal crown. 'Tis God's all animating voice That calls thee from on high; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To mine aspiring eye. A cloud of witnesses around Holds thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. Blest Saviour, introduced by thee, Have we our race begun; And. crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet We'll lay our honors down. HYMN 87— C. M. My God, my portion and my love, My everlasting all; I've none but thee in heaven above, Or on this earthly ball. How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compared to thee! Or what's my safety or my health, Or all my friends to mo? W MISCELLANEOUS. Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, Without thy graces and thyself, I were a wretch undone. HYMN 88— L. M. By faith in Christ I walk with God, With heaven, my journey's end, in view; Supported by his staff and rod, My road is safe and pleasant too. I travel through a desert wide, Where many blindly round me stray; But he vouchsafes to be my guide, And keeps me in the narrow way. Tho' snares and dangers throng my path. And earth and hell my course withstand, I triumph over all by faith, Guarded by his almighty hand. The wilderness affords no food, But God for my support prepares; Provides me ev'ry needful good, And frees my soul from wants and cares. With him sweet converse I maintain; Great as he is, I dare be free; I tell him all my grief and pain, And he reveals his love to me. .MISCELLANEOUS. 77 Some cordial from his word he brings Whene'er my feeble spirit faints; At once my soul revives and sines, And yields no more to sad complaints. I pity all the worldling's talk Of pleasures that will quickly end; Be this my choice, O God, to walk With thee, my guide, my guard, my friend. HYMN 89— C. M. Dip^t thou, Lord Jesus, suffer shame, And bear the cross for me] And shall I fear to own thy name, Or thy disciple be? Forbid it, Lord, that I should dread To sufier ihame or loss; O let me in thy footsteps tread, And glory in thy cross. ire my soul with love divine, And holy courage bold; Let knowledge, faith] and meekness shine, Nor love nor zeal grow cold. Say to my soul, Why dost thou fear The face of feeble clay? Behold thy Saviour ever near, Will guide thee in the way. 78 MISCELLANEOUS. O how my soul would rise and run At this transporting 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. HYMN 90— 7's. Happiness, thou lovely name, Where's thy seat? O tell me where! Learning, pleasure^ wealth, and fame, All cry out, "It is not there." Not the wisdom of the wise Can inform us where it lies; Nor the grandeur of the great Can the bliss I seek create. Object of my soul's desire, Jesus crucified for me! All my happiness lies there, Only to be found in thee. Thee to praise, and thee to know. Constitute our bliss below; Thee to see, and thee to love, Constitute our bliss above. MISCELLANEOUS. 79 Lord, it is not life to live, If thy presence thou deny; Lord, if thou thy presence give, 'Tis no longer death to die. Source and giver of repose, Singly from thy smile it flows; Peace and happiness are thine; Mine they are, if thou art mine. HYMN 91— C. M. Great God, where'er we pitch our tent, Let us an altar raise; And there with humble frame present Our sacrifice of praise. To thee we give our health and strength, While health and strength shall last; For future mercies humbly trust, Nor e'er forget the past. HYMN 92— C. M. 1 . let us join with one accord, In hymns around the throne; This is the day our risen Lord Hath made and called his own. This is the day which God has blessed, The brightest of the seven, Type of the everlasting rest, The saints enjoy in heaven. 80 MISCELLANEOUS. Then let us in his name sing on, And hasten to that day, When our Redeemer shall come down, And shadows pass away. Not one, but all our days below, Our hearts his praise employ; And in our Lord rejoicing' go To his eternal joy. HYMN 93— C. M. Again the Lord of light and life Awakes the kindling ray, Unseals the eyelids of the morn. And pours increasing day. O what a night was that which wrapt The heathen world in gloom! O what a Sun which rose this day Triumphant from the tomb! This day be grateful homage paid, And loud hosannas sung; Let gladness dwell in ev'ry heart, And praise on ev'ry tongue, Tea thousand diff rent lips shall join To ha.il this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations vet unborn. MISCELLANEOUS. 8 HYMN 94— C. P. M. Our Father, whose eternal sway The bright angelic hosts obey, O lend a pitying ear; When on thy awful name we call, And at thy feet submissive fall, O condescend to hear. Far may thy glorious reign extend, May rebels to thy sceptre bend, And yield to sov'reign love: May we take pleasure to fulfil The sacred dictates of thy will, As angels do above. From thy kind hand each temp'ral good Our raiment and our daily food, In rich abundance come: Lord, give us still a fresh supply; If thou withhold thy hand we die, And hasten to the tomb. Pardon our sins, O God, that rise And call for vengeance from the skies And while we are forgiven, Grant that revenge may never rest, Nor mal.ice harbor in that breast That feels the love of heaven. 31 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 95— S. M. Once more, before we part, We'll bless the Saviour's name; Record his mercies, every heart; Sing, every tongue, his fame. Hoard up his sacred word, And feed thereon, and grow; Go seek to know the Lord, And practise what you know. And if we meet no more On Zion's earthly ground, O may we reach that blissful shore To which all saints are bound. HYMN 96— C. M. Now may the God of peace and love, Who. from the impris'ning grave, Restored the shepherd of the sheep, Omnipotent to save — Through the rich merits of that blood Which he on Calv'ry spilt, To make th' eternal cov'nant sure, On which our hopes are built — Perfect our souls in every grace T' accomplish all his will, And all that's pleasing in his sight Inspire us to fulfil. MISCELLANEOUS. 83 O for that great 3Iessiah's sake. Accept our humble lay; With glory let his name be crown'd Through heaven's eternal day! HYMN 97— L. M. Lord, am I thine — entirely thine? Purchased and saved by blood divine? With full consent thine I would be, And own thy sov'reign right in me. Thee my new Master now I call, And consecrate to thee my all; Lord, let me live and die in thee; Be mine through all eternity. HYMN 98- L. M. The Lord, who rules the world's affairs, For me a well spread board prepares; My grateful thanks to him shall rise; He knows my wants: those wants supplies. And shall I grudge to give his poor A mite from all my plenteous store? No, Lord, the friends of thine and thee Shall always find a friend in me. 84 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 99— -C. M. To thee let my first off 'rings rise, Whose sun creates the day, Swift as his glad'ning influence flies And spotless as his ray. This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh. So oft vouchsafed before; Still may it lead, protect, supply, And I that hand adore. If bliss thy providence impart, For which, resigned, I pray; Give me to feei the grateful heart, And thus thy love repay. Affliction should thy love intend, As vice or folly's cure, Patient to gain that glorious end, May I the means endure! Be this and every future day, Still wiser than the past, And when I all my life survey, May grace sustain at last. HYMN 100— S. M. The man is ever blest. Who shuns the sinner's ways, Amidst their counsels never stands? Nor takes the scorner's place. MISCELLANEOUS. 85 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Throughout the labors of the day, And watches of the night. He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root; Fresh as the leaf his name shall live; His works are heavenly fruit. Not so the ungodly men; They no such blessings find; Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. How will they bear to stand Before the judgment seat, Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet"? He knows and he approves The way the righteous go; But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow. HYMN 101— C. M. Lord of my life, O may thy praise Employ my noblest powers, Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours. 86 MISCELLANEOUS. Preserved by thine almighty arm, I passed the shades of night, Serene and safe from every harm, And see returning light. O let the same almighty care My waking hours attend; From every danger, every snare, My heedless steps defend. Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. HYMN 102— L. M. Great God, to thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise; O let thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. May days, unclouded as they pass, And every gentle rolling hour, Be monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. And yet this thoughtless wretched heart, Too oft regardless of thy love, Ungrateful, can from thee depart. And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. MISCELLANEOUS. ST ■ 1 1 v forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus: his dour name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God. And kind acceptance at thy throne. Let this blest hope mine eyelids close, With sleep refresh my feeble frame; Safe in thy care may f repose, And wake with praises to thy name, HYMN 103— C. M, With thee, great God, the stores of light And stores of darkness lie; Thou form'st the sable robes of night, And spread'st it round the sky. And when with welcome slumbers press'd, We close our weary eyes, Thy power unseen, secures our rest, And makes us joyous rise. Numbers last night, great God, have met Their long eternal doom; And lost the joys of morning light In death's tremendous gloom. Nam beds still lie, And still their woes bewail; Whilf we by thy kind hand upraised, A thousand pi f< el. 88 MISCELLANEOUS. To thee, great God, in thankful songs Our morning thoughts arise; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our willing sacrifice. HYMN 104— C. M. Now from the altar of our hearts Let flames of love arise; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our evening sacrifice. Minutes and mercies multiplied Have made up all this day; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More swift and free than they. New time, new favor, and new joys, Do a new song require; Till we shall praise thee as we would Accept our heart's desire. Lord of our days, whose hand hath set New time upon the score, Thee may we praise for all our time, When time shall be no more. HYMN 105— C. M. The icy chains that bound the earth Are now dissolved and gone; Waked by the sun, the blooming spring Puts its now liv'ry on. MISCELLANEOUS. 89 Teeming with life, th' advancing sun Protracts the falling day; Grand light of heaven! he seems to wish To make a longer stay. In clouds of gold behind him set, i Beyond the west he flies; Short is his mighty course, and soon He gilds the eastern skies. My soul, in every scene admire The wisdom and the power; Behold thy God in every plant, In every opening flower. Yet in his word, the word of grace, He wrote his fairer name; The wonders of redeeming love My noblest songs shall claim. With warmest beams, thou God of grace Shine on this heart of mine; Turn thou my winter into spring, And be the glory thine! HYMN 106— C. M. To praise the ever bounteous Lord, My soul, wake all thy powers; He calls, and at his voice come forth The smiling harvest hours. 90 MISCELLANEOUS. His covenant with the earth he keeps: My tongue, his goodness sino-; Summer and winter know their time. His harvest crowns the spring. Well pleased the toiling swains behold The waving yellow crop; With joy they bear the sheaves away, And sow again in hope. Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness; Smile on my soul, and with thy beams The ripening harvest bless. Then in the last great harvest, I Shall reap a glorious crop; The harvest shall by far exceed What I have sown in hope. HYMN 107— L. M. Eternal Source of every joy! Well may thy praise our lips employ, While in thy temple we appear To hail thee Sov'reign of the year. Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole' The sun is taught by thee to rise. And darknesswhen to veil the skies. MISCELLANEOUS. <>1 The flow'ry spring at thy command Perfumes the air and paints the land; The summer rays with vigor shine To raise the corn and cheer the vine. Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours, Through all our coasts, redundant stores; And winter, softened by thy care, No more the face of horror wears. Reasons, and months, and weeks, and days, ~)emand successive songs of praise; Lnd be the grateful homage paid, Vith morning light and evening shade. iere in thy house let incense rise, \nd days of gladness bless our eyes, Till to those lofty heights we soar, IVhere days and years revolve no more. HYMN 108— C. M. Remark, my soul, the narrow bound Of the revolving year; How swift the weeks complete their round! How short the months appear! So fast eternity comes on, And that important day, When all that mortal life has done God's judgment shall survey. 92 MISCELLANEOUS, Yet, like an idle tale we pass The swift revolving year, And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. Arrest, O Lord, my wand'ring heart, Its great concerns to see, That I may act the Christian part, And give the year to thee. So shall their course more grateful roll, If future years arise; Or this shall bear my waiting soul > To joys beyond the skies. HYMN 109— L. M. My helper, God, I bless his name: The same his power, his grace the same; The tokens of his friendly care Open, and crown, and close the year. I 'midst ten thousand dangers stand, Supported by his guardian hand; And see, when I survey my ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise. Th as far his arm has led me on; Thus far I make his mercy known; And while I tread this desert land, New mercies shall new songs demand. MISCELLANEOUS. Leads them from earth to heaven above, And crowns them with eternal love. If I've the honor, Lord, to be One of this num'rous family, On me the gracious gift bestow To call thee Abba, Father, too. So may my conduct ever prove My filial piety and love; Whilst all my brethren clearly trace Their Father's likeness in my face. 100 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 119— L. M. O Lord! when faith with fixed eyes Beholds thy wondrous sacrifice, Love rises to an ardent flame, And we all other hope disclaim. With cold affections who can see The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree, The flowing tears and crimson sweat, The bleeding hands, and head, and feet! Jesus, what millions of our race Have been the triumphs of thy grace? And millions more to thee shall fly, And on thy sacrifice rely. The sorrow, shame, and death were thine, And all the stores of wrath divine! Ours are the pardon, life, and bliss; What love can be compared to this! HYMN 120— L. M. Immortal God, on thee we call, The great original of all! Through thee we are, to thee we tend, Our sure support, our glorious end. We praise thy wise mysterious grace, That pitied our revolted race, And Jesus, our great cov'nant head, The Captain of salvation made. MISCELLANEOUS. 101 Thy justice doom'd that he should die. Who for our sins would satisfy; His death was therefore fix'd of old, And in thy word of truth foretold. A scene of wonders here we see, Worthy thy Son. and worthy thee; And while this theme employs our tongues All heaven unites its sweetest songs. HYMN 121— C. 31. Hear what the voice from heav'n proclaims For all the pious dead; Sweet is the savor of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. They die in Jesus, that are bless'd; How sweet their slumbers are! From suff 'rings and from sins releas'd, And freed from e*"'ry 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. HY3I\ T 122— L. 31. "Tis finished," the Redeemer cries; Then lowly bows his fainting head; And soon the expiring sacrifice Sinks to the regions of the dead. 102 MISCELLANEOUS. 'Tis done — the mighty work is done! For men or angels much too great; Which none, but God's almighty Son, Or would attempt, or could complete. 'Tis done — old things are passed away, And anew state of things begun; A kingdom which shall ne'er decay, But shall outlast the circling sun. A new account of time begins; Now our dear Lord resumes his breath, Charg'd with our sorrows and our sins, Our lives to ransom by his death. Once he was dead, but now he reigns, He lives, he lives, he lives again; Let's tell our joys in pious strains, And spread the glory of his name. HYMN 123— L. M. With transport, Lord, our souls proclaim Th' immortal honors of thy name; Although ascended to thy throne, Thou still art present with thine own. High on his Father's royal seat Our Jesus shone divinely great, E'er Adam's clay with life was warm'd, Or Gabriel's nobler spirit form'd. MISCELLANEOUS. 103 Through all succeeding ages he The same hath been — the same shall be; Immortal radiance gilds his head, While stars and suns wax old and fade. The same his power his flock to guard, The same his bounty to reward, The same his faithfulness and love To saints on earth and saints above. Let nature change, and sink, and die, Jesus shall raise his chosen high, And fix them near his heavenly throne, In glory changeless as his own. HYMN 124— L. M. Now to the Lord that made us know The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honors paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 'Twas he that cleans'd our foulest sins, And wash'd us in his richest blood; 'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebeis near to God. To Jesus, our atoning Priest, ms, our exalted King. Be everlasting power confess'd, I ad ev'ry tongue his glory sing. 104 MISCELLANEOUS. Behold, on flying clouds he comes, And ev'ry eye shall see his face; Though with our sins we pierced him once, He now displays his pard'ning grace. The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day; Come, Lord, nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariot long delay. HYMN 125— L. M. Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns, Through distant lands his triumphs spread; And sinners, freed from endless pains, Own him their Saviour and their head. He calls his chosen from afar, They all at Zion's gate arrive; Those who were dead in sin before, By sov'reign grace are made alive. Gentiles and Jews his laws obey, Nations remote their off rings bring, And, uneonstrain 1 d their homage pay To their exalted God and Kiug. Oh! may his holy church increase, His word and spirit stijl prevail; While angels celebrate his praise, And saints his growing glories hail. miscellaneous; 105 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, From all below and all above; In lofty songs exalt bis name, In songs ad lasting as bis love. HYMN 126— C. M. What have I in tbis barren land] My Jesus is not here; |fy eyes will ne'er be blest until My Jesus shall appear. 3Iy Jesus is gone up to heav'n To fix a place for me; [For 'tis his will that where he is His followers should be. Canaan I view from Pisgah's top; Of Canaan's grapes I taste; My Lord who sends them to me here, Will send for me at last. I have a God that changeth not; Why should I be perplex'd? |fy God who owns me in this world, Will own me in the next. My dearest friends, they dwell above; Them will I go to see; And all my friends in Christ below Will soon come after me. 106 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 127— C. M. How happy are the souls above, From sin and sorrow free! With Jesus they are now at rest, And all his glory see! "Worthy the Lamb!" aloud they cry, "That brought us here to God;" In ceaseless hymns of praise they shout The virtue of his blood. Sweet gratitude inspires their songs, Ambitious to proclaim, Before the Father's awful throne, The honors of the Lamb. With wond'rous joy they recollect Their fears and dangers past; And bless the wisdom, power and love, Which brought them safe at last. Lord, let the merits of thy death, To me be likewise given; And I with them will shout thy praise Eternally in heaven. HYMN 128— L. M. 'Twixt Jesus and the chosen race Subsists a bond of sovereign grace, That hell, with its infernal train, Shall ne'er dissolve or rend in twain. MISCELLANEOUS. 107 Hail, sacred union, firm and strong! How great the grace! bow sweet the song! That worms of earth should ever be One with incarnate Deity. One in the tomb — one when he rose — One when he triumph'd o'er his foes — One when in heav'n he took his seat, While seraphs sung all hell's defeat. This sacred tie forbids their fears, •'or all he is, or has, is theirs; Vitli him, their head, they stand or fall, Their life, their surety, and their all. HYMN 129- L. M. 01 x, all who love the Saviour's name, 7o sing his everlasting fame; Jreat God, prepare each heart and voice, n him forever to rejoice. )f him what wond'rous things are told! n him what glories I behold! IPor him I gladly all things leave; To him, my soul, forever cleave! tn him my treasure's all contain'd; [n him my feeble soul's maintain'd; From him what favors I receive! Through him I shall forever live! 108 MISCELLANEOUS. With him I daily love to walk; Of him my soul delights to talk; On him I cast my ev'ry care; Like him one day I shall appear. Bless him, my soul, from day to day; Trust him to lead thee on thy way; Give him thy poor, weak, sinful heart; With him, O never, never part. Take him for strength and righteousness Make him thy refuge and distress; Love him above all earthly joy, And him in every thing employ. Praise him in cheerful, grateful songs; To him your highest praise belongs! Bless him who doth your heav'n prepare, And whom you'll praise forever there. HYMN 130— L. M. Self-righteous souls on works rely And boast their moral dignity; But when I lisp a song of praise, Grace is the note my soul shall raise. ? Twas grace that quicken'd me when dead, And grace my soul to Jesus led; Grace brings me pardon for my sin; 'Tis grace subdues my lusts within. MISCELLANEOUS. 109 Pis grace that sweetens every cross, Tis grace supports in ev'ry loss; I Jesus' grace my soul is strong; race is my hope, and Christ my song. Tis grace defends when danger's near; !y grace alone I persevere; Tis grace constrains my soul to love, aid grace is all they sing above. hus 'tis alone of grace I boast, nd 'tis alone in grace I trust; or all that's past, grace is my theme; or what's to come, 'tis all the same. hroLigh endless years of grace I'll sing, dore and bless my heav'nly King: II cast my crown before his throne, nd celebrate his grace alone. HYMN 131— C. M. iTTEND, ye children of our Cud; Ye heirs of glory, hear; or accents, so divine as these, Might charm the dullest ear. Japtized into your Saviour's death, Your souls to sin must die; Vitli Christ, your Lord, to live anew, With Christ ascend on hifjh. 110 MISCELLANEOUS. There by his Father's side he sits. Enthroned divinely fair; Yet owns himself your brother still; And your forerunner there. Rise from these earthly trifles, rise On wings of faith and love; Above your choicest treasure lies, And be your hearts above. But earth and sin will drag us down When we attempt to fly; Lord, send thy strong attractive power To raise and fix us high. HYMN 132— C. M. Rejoice, believers in the Lord, Who makes your cause his own; The hope that's built upon his word Can ne'er be overthrown. Though many foes beset your road, And feeble is your arm, Your life is hid with Christ in God, Beyond the reach of harm. Weak as you arc, you shall not faint, Or, fainting, shall not die; Jesus the strength of ev'ry saint. Will aid you from on high, MISCELLANEOUS. Ill As surely as he overcame, And triumph'd once for you; So surely you that love his name Shall triumph in him too. HYMN 133— C. M. Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store. For ev'ry 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. O come, and with his children taste, The blessings of his love, While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. There, with united heart and voice, Before the eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand soul* rejoice In ecetacies unknown. 112 MISCELLANEOUS. And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come. Ye longing souls the grace adore; Approach — there yet is room. HYMN 134— L. M. Come in, ye blessed of the Lord, Ye that believe his holy word; Come, and receive his heavenly bread, The food with which his saints are fed. Your Saviour's boundless goodness prove, And feast on his Redeeming love; Come, all ye happy souls that thirst, The last is welcome as the tirst. Come to his table, and receive Whate'er a pard'ning God can give; His love through ev'ry age endures; His promise and himself are yours. HYMN 135— L. M. Jesus is gone above the skies. Where our weak senses reach him not; And carnal objects court our eyes To thrust our Saviour from our thought. He knows what wand'ring hearts we have, Apt to forget his lovely face; And to refresh our minds he gave These kind memorials of his Vith joyful clusters loads the vines — With rain the fields. [5ut chiefly thy ■ • ion, Lord, Is in n: There, like a sun, thy mercy shi Without a cloud between. 120 MISCELLAMEOUS. Pardon, acceptance, peace and joy, Through Jesus' name are given; He on the cross was lifted high That we might rise to heaven. HYMN 143— L. M. Who can describe the joys that rise Through all the courts of Paradise, To see a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born! With joy the Father doth approve The fruit of bis eternal love; The Son with joy looks down and sees The purchase of his agonies. The Spirit takes delight to view The holy soul he formed anew; And saints and angels join to sing The growing empire of their King. HYMN 144— C. M. O how divine, how sweet the joy, When but one sinner turns, And, with an humble broken heart, His sins and errors mourns! Pleased with the news, the saints below In songs their tongues employ; Beyond the skies the tidings go, And heav'n is filled with joy. MISCELLANEOUS. 121 Well pleased, the Father sees and hears The conscious sinner's moan; Jesus receives him in his arms, And claims him for his own. Nor angels can their joy contain, But kindle with new fire; "The sinner lost is found," they sing, And strike the sounding lyre. HYMN 145— P. M. Come, every pious heart That loves the Saviour's name, Your noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame: Tell all above and all below The debt of love to him you owe. Such was his zeal for God, And such his love for you, He nobly undertook What angels could not do; His every deed of love and grace All words exceed, and thoughts surpass. He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside; On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died. What he endured, O who can tell, To save our souls from death and hell ! A 122 MISCELLANEOUS. From the dark grave he rose, The mansion of the dead; And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led. Up through the sky the (Jonq'ror rode, And reigns on high the Son of God. From thence he'll quickly come, His chariot will not stay, And bear our spirits home To realms of endless day: There shall we see his lovely face, And ever he in his embrace. HYMN 146— C. M. Go, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, Ye messengers of God; Go, publish through Imfrianuel's name, Salvation bought with blood. What though your arduous track may lie Through regions dark as death; What though your faith and zeal to try, Perils beset your path; Yet, with determin'd courage, go; And, armed with power divine, Your God will needful aid bestow, And on your labors shine. MISCELLANEOUS. 123 He who hae called you to the war Will recompense your pains; Before Messiah's conquering car Mountains shall sink to plains. Shrink not, though earth and hell oppose, . But plead your .Master's c No doubt that e'en your mighty . Shall bow before his cross. HYMN 147— C. 31. ather, is not thy promise pledged To thine exalted Son, hat through the nations of the earth Thy word of life shall run! ast thou not said the blinded Jews Shall their Redeemer own, fnile Gentiles to his standard crowd, And bow before his throne' l^hcn shall th' untutored Indian tribes, A dark bewildered race, ) t down at our Immanuei's feet, And learn and feel his grace! ire not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues, Under th' expanse of heav'n, > the dominion of thy Son,, nt except! 124 MISCELLANEOUS. From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name adored! Europe, with thy millions, shout Hosannas to the Lord! Asia and Africa resound From shore to shore his fame; And thou, America, in songs Redeeming love proclaim! HYMN 148— S. M. You messengers of Christ, His sov'reign voice obey; Arise and follow where he leads, And peace attend your way. The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow; Depending on his promised aid, With sacred courage go. Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose; The cause is God's, and must prevail In spite of all his foes. Go, spread a Saviour's fame, And tell his matchless grace To the most guilty and depraved Of Adam's num'rous race. MISCELLANEOUS. 125 We wish you in his name The most divine success; Assured that he who sends you forth Will your endeavors bless. HYMN 149— L. M. Come in, thou blessed of the Lord; Enter in Jesus' precious name; We welcome thee with one accord, And trust the Saviour does the same. i Thy name, 'tis hoped, already stands Marked in the book of life above, A.nd now to thine we join our hands [n token of fraternal love. Those joys which earth cannot afford, We'll seek in fellowship to prove, Foined in one spirit to our Lord, Together bound by mutual love. A.nd while we pass this vale of tears, JVVe'll make our joys and sorrows known; KVe'11 share each other's hopes and fears, pVnd count a brother's case our own. Once more our welcome we repeat; Receive assurance of our love; O may we all together meet Around the throne of God above! 126 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 150— C. M. Lord, in thy presence here we meet; May we in thee be found! O make the place divinely sweet! O let thy grace abound! To-day the order of thy house We would in peace maintain; We would renew our solemn vows, And heav'nly strength regain. Thy spirit, gracious Lord, impart; Our faith and hope increase; Display thy love in every heart, And keep us all in peace. Let no discordant passions rise To mar the work of love; But hold us in those heavenly ties That bind the saints above. With harmony and union bless, That we may own to thee How good, how sweet, how pleasant 'tis. When brethren all agree. May Zion's good be kept in view, And bless our feeble aim, That all we undertake to do May glorify thy name. MISCELLANEOUS. 127 HYMN 151—C 31. Let those who bear the Christian name, Their holy vows fulfil; The saints, the followers of the Lamb, Are men of honor still. True to the solemn oaths they take. Though to their hurt they swear, Constant and just to all they speak, For God and angels hear. [Still with their lips their hearts agree, Nor flattering- words divise; ^hey know the God of truth can see Through ev'ry false disguise. Tiey hate th' appearance of a lie, In all the shapes it wears, firm to the truth; and when they die Eternal life is theirs. HYMN 152— C. M. with what pleasure we behold Sinners to Canaan move, Leaving the fleeting things of earth For greater things above. Hiese, having oponly confessed The great Emmanuel's name, Tith sacred pleasure we receive I As lovers of the Lamb. 128 MISCELLANEOUS. Lord, may they ever live to thee, And grow in heav'nly love! Still may they fight the fight of faith, Till crowned with thee above. HYMN 153— L. M. Welcome, thou well beloved of God, Thou heir of grace, redeemed by blood; Welcome with us thine hand to join, As partners of our lot divine. With us the pilgrim's state embrace — We're trav'ling to a blissful place; The Holy Spirit knows the way, And he'll conduct from day to day. Take up thy cross and bear it on; It shall be light, and not be long; Soon shalt thou sit with Jesus down, And wear an everlasting crown. HYMN 154— C. M. There's joy in heav'n and joy on earth, When prodigals return, To see desponding souls rejoice, And haughty sinners mourn. "Come, saints, and hear what God hath Is a reviving sound; [done." O may it spread from sea to sea, E'en all the globe around! BUS US, 129 :. i) sov'reign Lord, renew That . '•;? seed, And satan lose his ; Gres ' work is all thine own; Thine b«^ the praises too: and every tongue ■ i\icr the glory due. HYMN 155— ll'a. if Zion and help us to sing [Loud anthems of praises to Jesus our King, se life once was given our souls to re- deem, And bring us to heaven to dwell there with ■! glory, nor seraphs above ' ocean of infinite love; wisdom can't search it; they cannot tell why The 8ov*reign of angels for sinners should die. In the regions of darkness, death, sorrow, and pains, I lay in ruin, in prison and chains; sus has bought us with his precious blood; (He's the ransom provided to bring us t j God. 25 130 MISCELLANEOUS. O why should we linger in regions below, When rivers of pleasure in paradise flow! So sv/eetly they glide through the regions above, And stream ever fresh from the fountain of love. Come, then, my dear brethren, count all things but loss; Your treasure's in heaven — don't shrink from the cross; Ye fav'rites of heaven, dear lambs of the fold, Though demons surround you, be faithful and bold. Consider the dangers that lie in your way, What snares & temptations in this evil day; All this you must suffer, and patient endure Till Jesus shall take us where suff' rings are o'er. Then with him in glory we ever shall reign, Deliver'dfrom sorrow, temptation &.pam, To join with the angels, and spirits divine, In Jesus' own image eternally shine. HYMN 156— L. M. Unto our God, on Judah's hills, Be songs of holy joy once more — Let Canaan's rocks and sparkling rills The King of heaven and earth adore. MISCELLANEOUS. 131 For he hath set the captive free, Hath rent the proud oppressor's chain, And from the isles of ev'ry sea Brought Israel to his fold again. The Holy City's ruined spires And crumbling walls again shall rise, Love shall relight her altar fires, And clouds of incense sweep the skies, There, 'neath the fig tree and the vine, Shall Judah's daughters peaceful rest, And grey-haired fathers safe recline On sacred Calvary's hoary breast. Those tuneful harps, that hung so long Upon the weeping willow's stem, Shall swell again old Zion's song Within thy gates — Jerusalem. HYMN 15T— li's. Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sad- ness; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more; Bright o'er the hills dawns the day-star of gladness; Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o : er. 132 MISCELLANEOUS. Strong were thy foes; but the arm that subdued them, And scatter'd their legions, was mightier far; They fled, like the chaff, from the scourge that pursued them, Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee, Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be; Shout! for the foe is destroyed that en- slaved thee, Th' oppressor is vanquish'd & Zion is free. HYMN 15S— C. M. The rich memorials of thy grief, The sufferings of thy death, We come, blest Saviour, to receive, But would receive with faith. The tokens sent us to relieve Our spirits when they droop, We come, blest Saviour, to receive, But would receive with hope. The pledges thou wast pleased to leave, Our mournful minds to move, We come, blest Saviour, to receive, But would receive with love. MISCELLANEOUS*. 133 Here, in obedience to thy word, We take the bread and wine; The utmost we can do, blest Lord, For all beyond is thine. I . >ase our faith, and hope, and love; Lord, give ua all that's good; We would thy lull salvation prove, And share thy flesh and blood. HYMN 159—0. 31. Blest is the man whose heart expands At melting- pity's call, And the rich blessings of whose hands Like heavenly manna fall. 3Iercy descending from above, In softest accents pleads; O may each tender bosom move, Wlien mercy intercedes! Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way To guide untutored youth; And lead the mind that went astray To virtue and to truth. Children our kind protection claim, And God will well approve, When infants learn to lisp his name, And their Creator love. 134 MISCELLANEOUS. Delightful work, young souls to win, And turn the rising race From the deceitful paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace. Almighty God! thy influence shed To aid this good design; The honors of thy name be spread, And ail thy glory shine. HYMN 160— C. M. How vain are all things here below I How false, and yet how fair! Each pleasure has its poison too, And every sweet a snare. The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. Our dearest joys and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds, And leave but half for God. The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. .MISCELLANEOUS. 135 Blest Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. HYMN 161— 8's and 7's. I divine, all love excelling! Joy of heaven to earth come down! Fix in us thy humble dwelling, All thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, thou art all compassion! Pure unbounded love thou art! Visit us with thy salvation, Enter ev'ry longing heart. Breathe. O breathe thy loving Spirit Into ev'ry troubled breast! Let us all in thee inherit.. Let us find thy promised rest. Take away the love of sinning, Alpha and Omega be; End of faith, as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. Finish, then, thy new creation; Pure, unspotted may we be; Let us see our whole salvation Perfectly secured by thee. Changed from glory unto glory, Till in heaven we take our place; Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise! fcr- ^ — 136 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 162— 7's. Safely through another week God has brought us on our way; Let us each a blessing seek, Waiting- in his courts to-day: Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. While we seek supplies of grace Through the blest Redeemer's name, Show thy reconciling face, Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. Here we come thy name to praise, Let us feel thy presence near; May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear; Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting rest. May the gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners — comfort saints; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief to all complaints; Thus let all our worship prove, Till we join thy courts above. MISCELLAJ Glory be to God on hig — ( rOdj w fills the sky; to the Lamb be riven — Glory in the highest Leaven. Wisd id power, for evermore. HYMN 163— C. M. O for a thousand tongues to sing Our great Redeemer's praise! of our Lord and King — • triumphs of his grace. Jesus! thy name removes our fears. And bids our sorrows cease; "Pis music in the sinner's ears; r Tis life, and health, and peace. O gracious Master! heav'hly Lord! sist us to proclaim, And spread through all the earth abroad, The honors of thy name. Hosanna to the Lord be given In loudest, noblest strains! Hosanna in * st heaven! The great Redeemer reigns. HYMN 16-1— 8 ? s and Va. Hail, thou long expected Jesus. Born to set thy people free; Thou from sin and fear releas'd us, Make us find our rest in thee. 138 MISCELLANEOUS. Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all thy saints thou art; Long desired of ev'ry nation, Joy of ev'ry waiting heart. Born thy people to deliver, Born a child, yet Christ the King; Born to reign in us forever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. By thy word and blessed Spirit Rule in all our hearts alone; By thy all-sufficient merit Raise us to thy glorious throne. Now we wait for thy appearing, From the realms of bliss above; With thy word each other cheering, Save us, Prince of Peace and Love. Mighty God! Eternal Father! Now we glorify thy name; Lord of all created nature, Men and angels' noblest theme. HYMN 165— 8's, 7's, and 4's. Sweet the moment, rich in blessing, Which before the cross we spend; Life and health, and peace possessing, From the dying sinner's friend: Hallelujah! hallelujah! From the dying sinner's friend. MISCELLANEOUS. 139 Truly blessed is our station, Low before his cross we lie: While we s"e divine compassion Beaming in his gracious eye. Love and grief our hearts dividing, With our tears his feet we'll bathe; Constant still, in faith abiding, L deriving from his death. 3Iay we still enjoy this feeling, Still to our Redeemer go; Prove his wounds each day more healing, And himself more truly know, Hallelujah! hallelujah! From the dying sinner's friend. HY3IN 166— 8's, 7's, and 4's. One there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend; His is love, beyond a brother's, Costlv, free, and knows no end; Hallelujah! 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. 140 MISCELLANEOUS. When he lived on earth abased, Friend of sinners was his name; Now above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same. Hallelujah! He rejoices in the same. HYMN 167— S's, 7's, and 4's. With my substance I will honor My Redeemer and my Lord; Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his word: Hallelujah ! . Now we offer to the Lord. While the heralds of salvation His abounding grace proclaim; Let the saints of ev'ry station Gladly join to spread his fame; Hallelujah! Gifts we offer to his name. May his kingdom be promoted; May the world the Saviour know; Be to him these gifts devoted, For to him my all I owe: Hallelujah ! Run, ye heralds, to and fro. MISCELLANEOUS. HI Praise the Saviour, alive nations, Praise him. alive hosts above; Shout with joyful acclamations, His divine, victorious love: Hallelujah! Ey this, gift our love we'll prove. HYMN 16S— 7's. • - Binners, come, iad; ills the w tome; Hasten to your pard'ning God. Come, you guilty souls, oppress'd, Answer to the Saviour's i Come, and I will give you rest; .and be delivered all. Hear, the jrreat Redeemer calls you; : to heave the pi aim Let not guilt or fear enthral you: Come, and you shall never die. If by sin or sore temptation, and oppress'd, r's invitation, "Come, and IV 3t -" HYMN 169— L. M. and, ingsand! careless view departing aay,^ . my inch 142 MISCELLANEOUS. Eternity! tremendous sound! To guilty souls a dreadful wound! But, Oh! if Christ and heaven be mine, How sweet the accents — how divine! Be this my chief, my only care, My high pursuit, my ardent prayer, An interest in my Saviour's blood, My pardon sealed, and peace with God. Search, Love — O search my inmost heart! And light, and hope, and joy impart; From guilt and error set me free, And guide me safe to heaven and thee. HYMN 170— C. M. But who shall see the glorious day, When throned on Zion's brow, The Lord shall rend the veil away That blinds the nations now? When earth no more beneath the fear Of his rebuke shall lie: When pain shall cease, and ev'ry tear Be wiped from ev'ry eye. Then, Judah, thou no more shalt mourn Beneath the heathen's chain; Thy days of splendor shall return, And all be new again. The fount of life shall then be quaffed In peace by all who come; And every wind that blows shall waft Some long-lost exile home. MISCELLANEOUS. 143 HYMN 171— C. M. And did the holy and the just, The Sov'reign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty man might rise! Yes, the Redeemer left his throne, His radiant throne on high; Surprising mercy! love unknown! To suffer, bleed, and die. He took the dying rebel's place, And suffered in our stead; For sinful man — O wondrous grace! For sinful man he bled! O Lord! what heavenly wonders dwell In thy most precious blood! By this are sinners saved from hell, And rebels brought to God. HYMN 172— P. M. The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire, As the Lord cometh down in the pomp of his ire; Lo! self-moving, it drives on its pathway of cloud, And the heavens with the burden of God- head are bowed. 114 MISCELLANEOUS. The glory! the glory! around him are poured Mighty hosts of the angels that wait on the Lord; And the glorified saints, and the martyrs are there, And there all who the palm wreaths of victory wear! The trumpet! the trumpet! the dead have all heard: Lo! the depths of the stone-^covered char- nel are stirred! From the sea, from the earth, from the south, from the north, All the vast generations of men are come forth. The judgment! the judgment! the thrones are ail set, Where the Lamb and the bright-crowned i eiders are met! There all flesh is at once in the sight of the Lord, And the doom of eternity hangs on his word. O mercy! O mercy! look down from above, Great Creator, on us, thy poor children, with love! When beneath to their darkness the wick- ed are driven, May our justified sou:.' find a welcome in heaven! [SCELLANEOUS. I4fi U\ and 6's. Time is winging us away I hmne; : s but a winter's day — the tomb: Youth and < > will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms; All that's mortal soon shall be Enclosed in death's cold arms. Time is winging ns away To our eternal hon Life is but a winter's day — A journey to the tomb; But the children shall enjoy Health and beauty soon above, Far beyond the world's alloy, Secure in Jesus' love. HYMN 174— S. M. Like sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of ( : Each wand'ring in a different way. But all the downward road. How dreadful was the hour ten God our wand'rings laid, And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd's head. 2G 146 MISCELLANEOUS. How glorious was the grace When Christ sustained the stroke! His life and blood the Shepherd pays, A ransom for the flock. But God hath raised his head O'er all the sons of men, And made him see a num'rous seed t- To recompense his pain. "I'll give him,"' saith the Lord, "A portion with the strong; He shall possess a large rewoxd, And hold his honors long." HYMN 175— S. M. The Lord Jehovah reigns, Let all the nations fear; Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, Let earth adore its Lord; Bright cherubs his attendants wait, Swift to fulfil his word. In Zion stands his throne; His honors are divine; His church shall make his wonders known, For there his glories shine. MISCELLANEOUS. 147 Bow holy is his name! How fearful is his praise! Justice, and truth, and judgment join In all his works of grace! HYMN 176— L. M. We've no abiding city here: This may distress the worldling's mind; But should not cost the saint a tear, Who hopes a better rest to find. We've no abiding city here: Sad truth were this to be our home; But let this thought our spirits cheer, We seek a city yet to come. We've no abiding city here: Then let us live as pilgrims do; Let not the world our rest appear, But let us haste from all below. We've no abiding city here: We seek a city out of sight; Zion its name: we'll soon be there; It shines with everlasting light. Zion! Jehovah is her strength! Secure she smiles at all her foes; And weary travellers at length Within her sacred walls repose. 148 MISCELLANEOUS. O sweet abode of peace and love! Where pilgrims freed from toil are blest; Had I the pinions of the dove, I'd fly to thee and be at rest. But hush, my soul, nor dare repine; The time my God appoints is best; While here, to do his will be mine, And his to fix my time of rest. HYMN 177— L. M. Come, you poor and thirsty sinners, To the living waters come; Jesus bids you come and welcome, And declares he'll cast out none: Give him credit; He's Jehovah's faithful Son. Hearken to the Bride and Spirit, Seize the promises divine; Without money, price, or merit, Buy of Jesus milk or wine: His rich bounty Freely take: he makes it thine. Wherefore toil you still for nothing, Spend your strengh and treasure too; Joyfully receive the blessing Which his lib'ral hands bestow; All his goodness Let your souls delight to know. MISCELLANEOUS. 149 HYMN 178— P. M. Why stand you here idle, my friends, all the day! Your moments, so fleeting, will soon pass away; All things are provided for sinners undone, And you are invited and welcome to come. Here mercy and pardon, here love and free grace; Here strong consolation, here great joy and peace; Here hope for the hopeless — the weary hnd rest; Here all things are plenty for sinners dis- tress'd. Here wine, milk, and honey are plenty in store, Sufficient for thousands, yea, millions, and more; Here balm for the wounded, here strength for the weak; Here cordials divine are prepared for the sick. Here armor and weapons for soldiers to wield, A breastplate, a helmet, a sword, and a shield; The poor receive riches, a crown for the head, Eternal salvation and life from the dead. 150 MISCELLANEOUS. O come all ye needy, ye poor and distres'd; Partake of his grace and then ever be bless'd; O come without money to Jesus, and buy; Then love him and praise him forever on high. HYMN 179- P. M. The Lord is the fountain of goodness and love, Which, flowing in Eden, in streams from above, Refresh 'd ev'ry moment the first happy pair, Till sin stopp'd the torrent and brought in de- spair. O wretched condition! what anguish and pain! They thirst for the fountain, and seek it in vain; To sin's bitter waters they fly for relief; They drink, but the draught still increases their grief. Glad tidings! glad tidings! No more we com- plain! Our Jesus has open'd the fountain again: Now mingled with mercy, and rich with free grace, FromZion 'tis flowing to all the lost race. MJ8CELLANE01 151 happy the prospect! how pleasant the road, When led down the stream by the angel of God; Though shallow at first, vet we find it at last, A river so boundless it cannot be pass'd. Come, sinners! poor sinners! 'tis bound- and free, In Eden once flowing 'twas open'd for thee, water has virtue to heal all complaints: Come, drink, ye . and rejoice with the saints. Say not, "I'm a sinner and must not par- take;" Fort!. -on the Lord bids you take; Say not, "Too unworthy, the vilest of all;*' For suck, not the righteous, the Lord came to call. Come, all ye dead sinners, here life you find; Come, all ye poor be 'gars, ye halt and ye blind, The Spirit invites you, the [a you too; Come, call all your neig • wel- come with vnn. 152 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 180—L. M. All other sounds discordant seem, Compared with mercy's heavenly song; So sweet and joyful is the theme, It bears our willing souls along-. O may we never cease to hear The voice that gives our conscience rest, That dissipates our guilty fear, And tells us we are truly blest. May mercy still remove our fear, And bind our souls with cords of love! Mercy that soothes our sorrows here, And gives us hope of joys above. HYMN 181— L. M. There is a God — all nature speaks, Thro' earth, and air, and sea, and skies; See, from the clouds his glory breaks, When earliest beams of morning rise. The rising sun, serenely bright. Throughout the world's extended frame, Inscribes in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name. Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of your God: Bow down before him, and adore MISCELLANEOUS. 153 HYMN 182— 7's. T. »! the stone is roll'd away; Death yields up his mighty prey; Jesus rising from the tomb, Scatters all its fearful gloom. Praise him, ye celestial choirs, Praise, and sweep your golden lyres; Praise him in the noblest songs. From ten thousand thousand tongues. Every note with rapture swell, And the Saviour's triumph tell; Where, O death! is now thy sting! Where thy terrors, vanquished king! Let Immanuel be adored, Ransom, Mediator, Lord ! To creation's utmost bound, Let th' eternal praise resound. HYMN 183— S. M. How honor'd is the place, Where we adoring stand, Zion, the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land! Bulwarks of grace defend The city where we dwell; While walls of strong salvation made, Defv the assaults of hell. 154 MISCELLAMEOUS. Lift up th' eternal gates, The doors wide open fling; Enter, ye nations, that obey The statutes of your King. Here taste umningled joys, And live in perfect peace; You that have known Jehovah's name, And ventured on his grace. Trust in the Lord, ye saints, And banish all your fears; Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, Eternal as his years. HYMN 184— G's and 8's. To God, the mighty Lord, Your joyful thanks repeat; To him due praise afford, As good as he is great; For God does prove our constant friend, His boundless love shall never end. To him whose wondrous power All other gods obey, Whom earthly kings adore, This grateful homage pay. By his almighty hand Amazing works are wrought; The heavens at. his command Were to perfection brought; MISCELLANEOUS. 153 le spreads the ocean round About the spacious land: \nd made the rising - ground Above the and. Through heaven he does display His numerous hosts oflight; The sun to rule by d The moon and stars by night. le does the food supply On which all creatures live: To God, who reigns on high ; Eternal praises give; 'or God will prove our constant friend , | • end. HYMN 185— 6's andS's. -'ruck the first born dead Of Egypt's stubborn land; ^.nd thence his people led With his resistless hand; f | doth prove our constant friend ', lis boundi as lov shall y him the raging sea, As it) □ r )isclosed a middle way, Through which his peoplo went. 156 MISCELLANEOUS. Where soon he overthrew Proud Pharaoh and his host, Who, daring to pursue, Were in the billows lost. Through deserts vast and wild He led the chosen seed; And famous princes foil'd, And made great monarchs bleed. Sihon, whose potent hand Great Ammon's sceptre swayed; And Og, whose stern command Rich Bashan's land obeyed. And of his wondrous grace, Their lands whom he destroyed He gave to Israel's race, To be by them enjoyed. He, in our depths of woes, On us with favor thought, And from our cruel foes In peace and safety brought: For God will prove our constant friend, His boundless love shall never end. HYMN 186— C. M. The Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too; God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. MISCELLANEOUS. 157 tie privilege my heart desires; ( ) grant me mine abode Among: the churches of thy saints, Tne temples of my God. There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. When troubles ri~e and storms appear, There may his children hide, aod has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. S'ow shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, \nd songs of joy and victory Within thy temples sound. HYMN 187— C. M. Give thanks to God, invoke his name, And tell the world his grace; Sound through the world his deeds of fame, That all may seek his face. His cov'nant which he kept in mind For num'rous ages past, To num'rous ages yet behind In equal force shall last. 158 MISCELLANEOUS. He sware to Abram and his seed, And made the blessing- sure; Gentiles the ancient promise read, And find his truth endure. Then let the world forbear its rage, Nor put the church in fear; Israel must live through ev'ry age, And be th' Almighty's care. HYMN 188— C. M. In vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own; Blest Saviour, nothing but thy blood Can bring us near the throne. The threat'nings of thy broken law Impress the soul with dread; If God his sword of vengeance draw It strikes the spirit dead. 'Tis by thy death we live, O Lord! 'Tis on thy cross we rest; Forever be thy love adored, Thy name forever blest. HYMN 189— C. M. O Thou my light, my life, my joy, My glory and my all! Unsent by thee, no good can come, Nor evil can befal. .MISCELLANEOUS. 159 Such arc thy schemes of providence, And methods of thy grace, That I may safely trust in thee Through all this wilderness. ; Tis thine outstretch'd and powerful arm Upholds me in the way; And thy rich bounty well supplies The wants of every day. For such compassions. O my God! Ten thousand thanks are due; For such compassions I esteem Ten thousand thanks too few. HYMN 190— C. M. Eternal Wisdom! thee we praise, Thee the creation sings; With thy lov'd name rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace rings. Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky, How glorious to behold! Tinned with a hue of heavenly die, And starr'd with sparkling gold. There thou hast bid the globes of light Their endless circuits run; There the pale planet rules the night, The day obeys the sun. 1G0 MISCELLANEOUS. If down I turn my wond'ring eyes On clouds and storms below, Those under regions of the skies Thy numerous glories show. The noisy winds stand ready there Thy orders to obey; With sounding wings they sweep the air : To make thy chariot way. There, like a trumpet loud and strong, Thy thunder shakes our coast; While the red lightnings wave along, The banners of thy host. Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through thy works abroad; Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder — God! But the mild glories of thy grace Our softer passions move; Pity divine in Jesus' face We see, adore, and love. HYMN 191— S. M. My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. MISCELLANEOUS. 161 >d will not always chide; And. when his strokes are felt, •okea are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. Ilgh as the heavens are raised \bove the ground we tread, far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. s power subdues our sins; And his forgiving love, ir as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. jr daya are like the grass, Or like the morning flower; one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. it thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure; nd children's children ever fin 1 Thy words of promise sure. HYMN 192— C. M. H most delightful hour by man Experienced here below, he hour that terminates his span, His folly and hie wee! 27 162 MISCELLANEOUS. Worlds should not bribe me back to trea* Again life's dreary waste, To see again my day o'erspread With all the gloomy past. My home henceforth is in the skies, Earth, seas, and sun adieu! All heaven unfolded to my eyes, I have no sight for you. So speaks the Christian firm possessed Of faith's supporting rod; Then breathes his soul into its rest — The bosom of his God. HYMN 193— L. M. Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, And sing my great Redeemer's praise; He justly claims a song from me, His loving kindness, O how free! He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me, notwithstanding all; He saved me from my lost estate, His loving kindness, O how great! Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along, His loving kindness. O how strong J MISCELLANEOUS. 163 when trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving kindness, O how good! Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal powers must fail; O may my last expiring breath His loving kindness sing in death! Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day, And sing with rapture and surprise, His loving kindness in the skies! HYMN 194— S. P. M. How pleased and blest was I, To hear the people cry, " Come, let us seek our God to-day!" Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. Zion, thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round; In thee our tribes appear To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 164 MISCELLANEOUS. There David's greater Son Has fixed his royal throne; He sits for grace and judgment there; He bids his saints be glad, He makes the sinners sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest; The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest! My tongue repeats her vows, "Peace to this sacred liouse!" For here my friends and kindred dwellj And since my glorious God Makes thee his blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well, HYMN 195— S's, 6's, and 8's. Fkom Olivet's sequestered seats, What sounds of transport spread! What concourse moves through Salem's To Zion's holy head! streets, Behold him here in lowliest guise! The Saviour of mankind! Triumphant shouts before him risej And shouts reply behind! And 'strike,' they cry 'your loudest string; He comes! Hosanna to our King!' MISCELLANEOUS. 165 He came to earth: from eldest years, A long- and bright array Of Prophet-bards and Patriarch-seers Proclaimed the glorious day: The light of heaven in every breast, Its fire on every lip, In tuneful chorus on they press'd, A goodly fellowship: And on the pealing anthem ran, '•Hosanna to the Son of Man!' He came to earth: through life he pass'd A man of griefs: and, lo! A noble army following fast His track of pain and woe: All deck'd with palms, and strangely bright That suffering host appears; And stainless are their robes of white, Though steeped in blood and tears; And sweet their martyr-anthem flows, "Hosanna to the Man of Woes!' : From ages past descends the lay, To ages yet to be, Till far its echoes roll away Into eternity. But O, while saints and angels high Thy final triumph share, Amidst thy followers, Lord, would I, Though last and meanest there, Receive a place, and joyful raise A loud hosanna to thy praise! 166 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 196— 8's and 7's. Jesus, I my cross have taken, All to leave and follow thee, Naked, poor, despised, forsaken — Thou from hence my all shalt be! Perish'd every fond ambition — All I've sought, or hoped, or known; Yet how rich is my condition — God and heaven are all my own! Go, then, earthly fame and treasure; Come disaster, scorn, and pain; In thy service pain is pleasure, With thy favor, loss is gain; I have called thee Abba, Father; I have set my heart on thee; Storms may howl and clouds may gather; All must work for good to me! Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care; Joy to find in every station Something still to do or bear; Think what spirit dwells within thee; Think what heavenly bliss is thine; Think that Jesus died to save thee; Child of heaven, canst thou repine] MISCELLANEOUS. 167 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith and wing'd by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee — God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight and prayer to praise. HYMN 197— 9's and 8's. There is a place where my hopes are stay'd; My heart and my treasure are there; Where verdure and blossoms never iade, And fields are eternally fair. That blissful place is my father -land; By faith its delights I explore; Come, favor my flight, angelic hand, And waft me in peace to the shore. There is a place where the angels dwell, A pure and a peaceful abode; The joys of that place no tongue can tell; For there is the palace of God! There is a place where my friends are gone Who suffer'd and worshipp'd with me; FiXalted with Christ, high on his throne, The King in his beauty they see. 168 MLSCELLANEOUS. There is a place where I hope to live When life and its labors are o'er, A place which the Lord to me will give. And then I shall sorrow no more. That blissful place is my father-land; By faith its delights I explore; Come, favor my flight, angelic hand, And waft me in peace to the shore, HYMN 198— L. M. From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat— 'Tis found beneath the Mercy Seat. There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, A place than all besides more sweet — ■ It is the blood-bought Mercy Seat. There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend} Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet Around one common Mercy Seat. Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismay'd; Or how the host of hell defeat, Had suffering souls no Mercy Seat. There! there on eagle wings we soar, And sin and sense seem all no more, And heaven comes down our souls to greet And glory crowns the Mercy Seat. MISCELLANEOUS. 169 O let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold, and still, This bounding heart forget to beat, If I forget the Mercy Seat. HYMN 199— L. 31. When marshall'd on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky; One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye. Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem; But one alone, the Saviour speaks — It is the Star of Bethlehem. Once on the raging seas I rode; The storm was loud, the nigh^vas dark. The ocean yawn'd, and rudelyblow'd The wind that toss'd my found'ring bark. Deep horror tken my vitals froze; Death struck, I ceased the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose — It was the Star of Bethlehem. It was my guide, my light, my all; It bade my dark forebodings cease, And through the storm and danger's thrall It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moor'd, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, Forever and forevermore, The Star— tho Star of Bethlehem. 170 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 200— ll's. Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you lan- guish, Come at the Mercy Seat fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts— here tell your anguish, Earth hath no sorrow that heaven can- not heal. Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, Hope, when all others die, fadeless and pure; [ing, Here speaks the Comforter, in mercy say- Earth hath no sorrow that heaven can- not cure. HYMN 201— ll's. Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream Our Saviour would linger in moonlight's soft beam; And by thy bright waters till midnight would stay, [day. And lose in thy murmurs the toils of the How damp were the vapors that fell on his head; How hard was his pillow, how humble his bed; The angels beholding, amazed at the sight, Attended their Master with solemn delight. MISCELLANEOUS. 171 O garden of Olives! thou dear honor'd spot, The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be for- got; The theme most transporting to seraphs above — j The triumph of sorrow, the triumph of love! Come, saints, and adore him; come bow at his feet; O jive him the glory .the praise that is meet; Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies. HYMN 202— P. M. WRITTEN 147 TEARS AGO. Thus saith the Church's Head, The Judge of quick and dead, Quickly I come: Let my redeemed pray, O Lord, make no delay; Thus all my saints shall say, Lord, quickly come! Let them with one accord, Shout their returning Lord, Welcome him near; Soon shall he come again, Soon shall we with him reign, Soon shall his foes be slain, Soon he'll appear. 172 MISCELLANEOUS, Earthquakes and storms attend, Rocks, hills, and mountains rend; Who shall abide? Heavens melt, and thunders roar, Seas swell and rend the shore; Hope sinks to rise no more; Rocks cannot hide. See how the lightnings blaze;; Jesus his wrath displays; Vengeance appears: Lift up your head on high; You suffering company; Now your redemption's nigh. Banish your fears. Jesus, who died for sins, Now in his glory reigns, Claiming his own: Father, I will, saith he, Those thou hast given me, Should all my glory see, Sharing my throne. Let the redeemed throng Make sov'reign grace their song, Mercy adore; Let praise be upward borne, To him who fills the throne. And to the Lamb alone, For evermore. MISCELLANEOUS. 173 HYMN 203— P. M. Among the mountain trees The winds were whispering low, ' And night's ten thousand harmonies Were harmonies of woe; IA voice of grief was on the gale, It came from Kedron'e gloomy vale, It was the Saviour's prayer That on the silence broke, Imploring strength from heaven to bear The sin-avenging stroke, As in Gethsemane he knelt, And pangs unknown his bosom felt. The fitful starlight shone In dim and misty gleams, Deep was his agonizing groan. And large the vital streams «That trickled to the dewy sod, While Jesus raised his voice to God. The chosen three that atay'd Their nightly watch to keep, Left him through sorrows deep to wade, And gave themselves to sleep: Meekly and sail he prayed alone; (Strangely forgotten by his own. 174 MISCELLANEOUS. Along the streamlets banks The reckless traitor came, And heavy on his bosom sank The load of guilt and shame; Yet unto them that waited nigh He gave the Lamb of God to die. Among the mountain trees The winds were whispering low, And night's ten thousand harmonies, Were harmonies of woe; For cruel voices fill'd the gale That came from Kedroirs gloomy vale. HYMN 204— C. M. When blooming youth is snatch'd away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay Which pity must demand. While pity prompts the rising sigh, O may this truth, imprest With awful power — I too must die — - Sink deep in every breast. Let this vain world engage no more; Behold the gaping tomb! It bids me seize the present hour 3 To-morrow death may come. MISCELLANEOUS. 175 The voice of this alarming scene May every heart obey: Nor be the heavenly warning vain Which calls to watch and pray. O may we fly — to Jesus fly! Whose powerful arm can save; Then shall our hopes ascend on high. And triumph o'er the grave. Great God, thy sov'reign grace impart ; With cleansing, healing power; This only can prepare the heart For death's soul-trying hour. HYMN 205— L. M. Lord, what is man! Extremes how wide* In this mysterious nature join! The flesh to worms and dust allied, The soul immortal and divine. Divine at first, a holy flame Kindled by heaven's inspiring breath; Till sin, with power prevailing, came; Then follow'd darkness, shame, and death. But Jesus, O amazing grace! Assumed our nature as his own, Obey'd and suffer'd in our place, Then took it with him to his throne 176 MISCELLANEOUS. Now what is man, when grace reveals The virtue of a Saviour's blood? Again a life divine he feels, Despises earth, and walks with God. And what, in yonder realms above, Is ransom'd man ordain 'd to be! With honor, holiness, and love, No seraph more ador'd than he. Nearest the throne, and first in song, Man shall his hallelujahs raise; While wond'ring angels round him throng; And swell the chorus of his praise. HYMN 208— C. M. O happy is the man who hears Instruction's warning voice; And who celestial wisdom makes His early, only choice. For she has treasures greater far Than East or West unfold, And her reward is more secure Than is the gain of gokh In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy years; And in her left the prize of fame And honor bright appears. MISCELLANEOUS. 1W SS1*3 guides our youth with innocence, in pleasure's path to tread; A crown of glory she bestows I Upon the hoary head. According as her labors rise* I So her rewards increase; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace. HYMN 107— L. M. |he God of love will sure indulge fhe flowing tear, the heaving sigh, When righteous persons fall around — ^lien tender friends and kindred die. let not one anxious murm'ring thought Ihould with our mourning passions blend; ■or should our bleeding hearts forget fir almighty ever-living friencL Beneath a num'rous train of ills Our feeble flesh and heart may fail; tet shall our hope in thee our God, 3*er every gloomy fear prevail. Fjarent and husband, guard and guide; Thou art each tender name in one; Jn thee we cast our ev'ry care, «id comfort seek from thee alone. 28 178 MISCELLANEOUS. Our Father, God, to thee we look, Our rock, our portion, and our friend, And on thy cov'faant love and truth Our sinking souls shall still depend. HYMN 208— C. M. I sing th' almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise; That spread the flowing- seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. I sing the wisdom that ordain'd The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. I sing the goodness of the Lord, That fill'd the earth with food; He form'd the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. Lord, how thy wonders are display'd Where'er I turn mine eyes; If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the skies. There's not a plant or flower below But makes thy glories known; And clouds arise, and tempests blow By order from thy throne. i MISCELLANEOUS. 179 Creatures (as num'rous as they be) Are subject to thy cure; There's not a place where we can flee, But God is present there. In heaven he shines with beams of love; With wrath in hell beneath! 'Tis on his earth I stand or move, And 'tis his air I breathe. His hand is my perpetual guard; He keeps me with his eye; Why should I then forget the Lord, Who is forever nigh* HYMN 209— C. 31. Behold, where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine; The virtues, all in Jesus met, With mildest radiance shine. The noblest love of human kind Inspired his holy breast; In deeds of mercy, words of peace, His kindness was express'd. To spread the rays of heavenly light- To give the mourner joy, To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine employ. 180 MISCELLANEOUS. Lowly in heart, by all his friends A friend and servant found; He wash'd their feet, he wiped their tears And healed each bleeding wound. 'Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn Patient and meek he stood; His foes, ungrateful sought his life; He labor'd for their good. In the last hour of deep distress, Before his Father's throne. With soul resign'd he bow'd and said, "Thy will, not mine, be done!" Be Christ my pattern and my guide! His image may I bear! O may I tread his sacred steps, And his bright glories share! HYMN 210- P. M. Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame! Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying-— O the pain, the bliss of dying! Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, And let me languish into life! Hark, the whisper! angels say, "Sister spirit, come away;" What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath? Tell me, my soul, can this be death'? MISCELLANEOUS. 181 The world recedes, it disappears; Heaven opens on my eyes; my ears With sounds seraphic ring; Lend, lend your wings — I mount, I fly; P grave where is thy victory? O death where is thy sting? HYMN 211— L. M. RVht should we start and fear to die? IVhat tim'rous worms we mortals are! f)eath is the gate of endless joy, fknd yet we dread to enter there. The pains, the groans, and dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away; ■till we shrink back again to life; Fond of our prison and our clay. if my Lord would come and meet! fly soul would stretch her wings in haste, fly fearless through death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd. Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there. HYMN 212— L. M. Broad is the road that leads to death; And thousands walk together there; But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveller. 182 MISCELLANEOUS. "Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land. The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteem'd almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. Lord, let my hopes be not in vain, Create my heart entirely new; This hypocrites could ne'er attain; This false apostates never knew. HYMN 213— L. M. Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, And nobler speech than angels use, If love be absent, I am found Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. Were I inspired to preach and tell All that is done in heaven and hell; Or could my faith the world remove, Still I am nothing without love. Should I distribute all my store To feed the bowels of the poor, Or give my body to the flame To gain a martyr's glorious name — MISCELLANEOUS. 183 , If love to God and lore to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain: Dgues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal The works of love can e'er fulfil. HYMN 214— C. M. Firm as the earth thy gospel stands. My love, my hope, my trust; If I am found in Jesus" hands. My soul can ne ? er be lost. His honor is engaged to save The meanest of his sheep; All that his heavenly Father gave. His hands securely keep. Not death r nor hell, shall e'er remove His fav'rites from his breast; In the dear bosom of his love They must forever rest. HYMN 215— L. M. HOSANWA to King David's Son. Who reigns on a superior throne: We bless the Prince of heavenly birth, Who brings salvation down tfl earth! Let ev'ry nation, ev'ry age. In this delightful work engage, Old men and babes in Ziori sing The growing glories of her King* 184 MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 216— C. M. Prayer is the soul's sincere desire. Uttered or unexpress'd: The motion of a hidden fire, That trembles in the breast. Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye When none but God is near. Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try; Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, His watchword at the gates of death — He enters heaven with prayer. Praver is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, "Behold he prays!" Jn prayer on earth the saints are one, In word, in deed, in mind; When with the Father and the Son fijweet fellowship they find. MISCELLANEOUS. 185 Nor prayer is made on earth alone; The Holy Spirit pleads; And Jesus, on the eternal throne, For sinners intercedes. Thou bv whom we come to God, The Life, the Truth, the Way! The path of prayer thyself hast trod — Lord, teach us how to pray! HYMN 217— 12'sand ll's. How painfully pleasing the fond recollection 1 >f youthful connexions and innocent joy, When bless'd with parental advice and affec- tion, Surrounded with mercies — with peace from on high! I still view the chairs of my father and mother, The seats of their offspring as ranged on each hand; And that richest of books which excell'dev'ry other, The Family Bible that lay on the stand: The old-fashion 'd Bible, the dear blessed Bible, The Family Bible that lay on the stand. That Bible, the volume of God's inspiration, At morn and at evening could yield us delight, And the prayer of our sire was a sweet invo- cation For mercy by day and for safety through night: 186 MISCELLANEOUS. Our hymn of thanksgiving with harmony swelling, All warm from the heart of the family band; Has raised us from earth to that rapturous dwelling Described in the Bible that Jay on the stand: The old-fashioned Bible, the dear blessed Bible, The Family Bible that lay on the stand. Ye scenes of tranquility, long have we parted, My hopes almost gone, and my parents no more , In sorrow and sadness I live broken hearted, And wander unknown on a far distant shore; Yet how can I doubt a dear Saviour's protec- tion, Forgetful of gifts from his bountiful hand? O let me with patience receive his correction, And think of the Bible that lay on the stand: The old-fashioned Bible, the dear blessed Bible, The Family Bible that lav on tbp stand. TABLE OF FIRST LINES An.viN the Lord of life and liuht, AM other sounds discordant seem, Among the mountain I rees, And did the Holy and the Just, Ann oft he Lord, awake! awake! Attend, ye children of our God, Awake, my soul. stretch every nerve, Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, Awake, my soul, thy tribute bring, - Behold where in a mortal form, - Blest is the man whose heart expands, Bright and joyful was the morn. Broad is the road that leads to death, But who shall see the glorious day. By faith in Christ I walk with Rod, Christians, keep your armor bright, Come, let our hearts and voices j tin, Come, dfar friends, we are all brethren, Come, let us anew our journey pursue. Come, Christian brethren, ere we part, Coiiih. let us join with one accord, Come in, ye blessed of the Lord. Oom^, ye that know and fear the Lord, Come, every pious heart, ! ome in. Ihou Massed of the Lord, Come, children of Zion, and help us to sin Come, you weary sinners, come, Come, you poor and thirsty sinner, Come, ye disconsolate, wher^Vr yu languish DAinHTERof Zion, awake from thy sadness Oe.ir brethren, come, draw near to Cod, Delay not, delay not. O sinner, draw near, Didslthou, Lord Jesus, suffer shame, 188 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Eternal source of every joy, Eternity is just at hand, Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise, Father of mercies, God of love, Fnther of all, we bow to thee, Father, whate'er of earthly blis*, Father of all, thy care we bless, Father, is not thy'promise pledgpd, Firm as the earth thy gospel stands, From Olivet's sequestered seats, From every stormy wind that blows, Give thanks to God, invoke his name. Glory to thee,, my God, this night, Go with thy servant, Lord, Go, and the Saviour's "race proclaim, God from the dead has raised his Son, God with us! O glorious name, God, in the gospel of his Son, God struck the first horn dead, Great God, the nations of the earth, Great God, to thee my evening song. Great God, where'er we pitch our tent, Great God, we sing thy mighty hand, Great God. thy penetrating eye, Great God, this sacred day of thine, Guide me, O thou great Messiah, FIad F ten thousand tongues beside, Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, Haiitheday that saw him rise, Hail thou long expected Jesus, Happiness, thou lovely name, Happy the saints whose lot is cast, • Happy the city, where their sons, Hear.O sinner, mercy hails you, Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims, Hosanna to King David's Son, Hosanna to the Church's Head, Hosanna, with a cheerful sound, How Fteauteous are their feet, How charming is the place, How happy are the souls above, How honored is this place, TABLE OF FIRST LIKES How painfully pleasing the fond recc How |.l.-aspi1 ami Messed was I, How various and bow new. How vain are all things here below, Ho! ye thai thirst, a living Fount, Hungry, and hint, and poor, I love thy kingdom, Lord, Immortal God, on thee we call, In all my ways, O God, In thy name. (J Lord, assembling, In vain we seek tor peace with God, 1 sins the almighty power to save, Jesis has died that I might lire, Jesus, I my cross have taken, . Jesus, in thy transporting name, Jesus is gone above the skies, Jesus my all to heaven is cone, Jesus my love, my chief delight, Jesus my Lord, how rich thy grace, Je>iis. once for sinners slain, Jdsns, thou art the sinner's friend, Jt j Mi~. the s;irin^ nfjoya divine, Join all the glorious names, Join ali who love i he Saviour's nam° Jov is a fruit that will not crow. Let those who hear the*, hristian Let thoughtless thousands choose the Like sheep we went astray, Likp Noah's weary dove, Light of them thai sit in darkness, Lo! the stone is rolled away, Lai Wisdom stands with smiling face Lord, am I thine, entirely thine, Lord, all I am is known to ihee, Lord, in tliy presence here we meet, Lord of my life, O may thy t>rni«e, Lo d, now we part in thy blest name, Lord, we expect a day, Lord, when together here we meet. Lord, what is man— extremes how wide, Love divine, all love excelling, nam road 189 190 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven, My Rod, the spring ofaU'-my joys, My God, my portion, and my love, My helper, God, I bless his name, My prophet < lion, my heavenly guide, My son, Know thou the Lord, My soul, repeat his prai-e, Not all the nobles of the earth. Now Irom the altar of our hearts, Now may the God of peace and love. Now to the Lord that made us;luiow, Oh! bless the Lord, my soul, O for a thousand tongues to sing, O how divine, how sweet I be joy, O happy is the man who hears, * O happy they who know the Lord, O Lord, when faith with fixed eyes, love, beyond conception great, O most delightful hour by man, O with what pleasure we behold, Once more, hefore we part, One there is above all others, O thou my !is.'ht, my lite, my joy, One glance of thine, eternal Lord, O turn you, U 'urn you, for why will you Onr Father, whose eternal sway, Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Rejoice, believers, in the Lord, Rtjoice, my soul, still in the Lord, "Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds, Rise, gracious Lord, and shine, Return, O wanderer, now return, Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Safely through another week. Self-righteous souls on works rely, Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns, Sinners, come and taste with me, Sinners, hear your Lord and Saviour, So let your lips and lives express, Stand up and bless the Lord, Sweet the moment, rich the blessing, die, EABLE OF FIRST LIMES. 191 The chariot! the cli:;rioi! The food mi which thy children live, . who once to [srael ^i>oke, The God of love will sure indulge. The gold and silver are the Lord's, The icy chains hat hound the earth, I nfslnry is my light. The Lord Jehovah reigns, The Lord is the fountain of goodness and love. The Lord who rules the world's affairs, - The man is ever blest, - The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding, The rich memorials of thy grief, T Saviour! O what endless charms, There nan hour of peaceful rest, There is a God all nature spt There Is a place where my hopes are staved, There is no path to heavenly bliss, There's joy in heaven and joy on earth, This happy day has fixed their choice, This world can never give, Thou art oar Shepherd, glorious God, Thou an the way, to thee alone, Thou sweet slid ine Kedrnn, by thy silver stream Tbussaitb the Church's Head, Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess, Thy presence, everlasting God, Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea, Time is winging us away, Tis finished, the Redeemer cries, 1 Ha done, ihe mighty work is done, To Christ the Lord let every tongue, To our Redeemer's glorious name, To thee lei my first offerings rise, To praise (he ever bounteous Lord, To God the mighty Lord, Twixl Jesus and the chosen race. Unto our God on Judah's hills. Vital spark of heavenly flame, Welcome. thou well beloved ot'God, We've no abiding city here. What have I in this barren land, 192 TABLE OF FIRST LINES. What thousands never knew the road, What, poor sinner, means this sadness!, When all thy mercies, O my (3 od. When blooming youth is snatched away. When Israel's triftes are parched w I'll thirst, When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay. When marshalled on the nightly plain. Who can describe Hie joys iii.ii rise, Why stand ye here idle, mv friend*, nil the day Why should we start and fear lo die, With joy we meditate the grace, With my substance I will honor, With songs of grateful praise, With thee, ureal (iod, the stores of light, With transport, Lord our souls proclaim, Ye servants of the Lord, Ye wretched, hungry. starving poor, You messengers of Christ, You servants of Go;i, .... 50 :o GO J-4 35 51 Ili9 12U HO ]Pl 5G 140 50 87 lnSi 24 l'l 124 58 7^ mh: •*««•») /Mi if: