\mi5 I FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY DMaion Section \tt*r*, 'iX^ -^CXri+y firm, « :».* V ^Cv-*. ,^^%^. |ytrvw ^m^O fl^ Mia s» FOR THE USE OF 30CI.iL RELIGIOUS MEETINGS, AND FOB PRIVATE DEVOTIONS. SECOND EDITION, CONTAINING MANY ADDITIONAL HYMNl ■ BROOKLYN: PUBLISHED BY ERASTUS WORTHIJNGTON. A SELECTION* OF a i i i So HYMN I. C. M. Newton On opening a place of public worship. 1 T^EAR Shepherd of thy people, bear, U Thy presence now display ; As thou hast given a place for piay'r, So give us hearts to pray. 2 Shew us some token of thy love, Our fainting hope to raise; 4nd pour thy blessing from above, That we may render praise. 3 Within these walls let holy praise, And love and concord dwell; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind bestow ; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow ! 5 INI ay we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our pray'rs ; And in the presence of our Lord, Unbosom all our cares. £ And may the gospel's joyful sound Enforced by mighty grace, Awaken many sinners round, To come and fill the place. HYMN IT. L. M. Cowpe*, Another. \ TESUS, where'er thy people meet, *^ There they behold thy mercy seat ; Where'er they seek thee thou art found. And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For thou,, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring thee, where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3 Dear Shepherd of thy chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the power of pray V. To strengthen faith and sweeten care; To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes. 5 Lord, we are few, but thou art near ; Kor short thine arm nor deaf thine ear ; Oh rend t:ie heavens, come quickly down, And make a thousand hearts thine own ! HYMN III, L. M. Gregg. JVof ashamed of Christ. 1 TESUS ! and shall it ever be, «•* A. mortal man asham'd of thee ! As'/amed of thee whom angels praise, Whose glories sliine through endless days? 2 Asham'd of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star ; He sheds the beams of light divine, O'er this benighted soul of mine. 4 o AshamM of Jesus! just as soon r Lei midnight be asham'd of noon; 'Tis midnight with my soul 'till he, Bright morning star, bids darkness flee. 4 AshamM of Jesus! that dear friend On wbofn my hopes of heaven depend ! No; when Tblush— be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus! yes, I may, When Pve no guilt to wash away, No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fear to quell, no soul to save. 6 'Till then — nor is my boasting vain— 'Till then, I'll boast a Saviour slain ! And, O may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me f HYMN IV. L. M. Steele. Weary souls invited to rest. Matt. xi. 28. 1 |^OME, weary souls, with sins distrest, ^ Come and accept the promls'd rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load ; O come, and spread your woes abroad $ Divine compassion, mighty love Will all the painful load remove. 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woesj Pardon, and life, and endless peace; How rich the gift ! how free the grace I 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart ; A 2 6 6 We come with trembling, yet rejoice. And bless the kind inviting voice. 5 Dear Saviour ! let thy powerful love Confirm our faith, our fears remove \ And sweetly influence every breast, And guide us to eternal rest. HYMN V. L. M. Doddridge. Choosing the better part. 1 "OESET with snares on every hand ; -*-* In life's uncertain path I stand : Saviour divine, diffuse thy light, To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage this roving, treach'rous heart, To 'fix on Mary's better part; To scorn the trifles of a day ' For joys that none can take away. 3 Then let the wildest storms arise — Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. 4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die; Secure when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in thee. HYMN VI. S. M. Doddridge. Salvation by erace from first to last. Eph. ii. 5. 1 /^< RAQE ! 'tis a charming sound ! ^* Harmonious to the ear ; Heav'n with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. % Grace first contriv'd a way, To save rebellious man j And Jill the stops his grace display Who drew the woud'rous plan. 3 Grace led my roving feet To tread the heav'nly road ; And new supplies each hour 1 mect ; While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Thro' everlaslins days : It lays in heav'n the topmost stone. And well deserves the praise; HYMN VII. C. ML Cowpeb. The contrite, heart. 1 HpHE Lord will happiness divine -*- On contrite hearts bestow : Then tell nie, gracious God, is mine A contrite heart or no ? 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain. Insensible as steel ; If aught is felt, 'tis only pain To find I cannot feel. 3 I sometimes think myself inclin'd To love thee, if I could ; But often feel another mind, Averse to all that's good. 4 My best desires are faint and few, I fain would strive for more ; But when I cry, " My strength renew," Seem weaker than before. 5 I see thy saints with comfort filPd, When in thy house of pray'rj But still in bondage I am held, And find no comfort there. S 9 5 Oli, make this heart rejoice or ache — - D< cide this doubt for me; And ii' it be not broken, break, And heal it if it be. HYMN VIII. L. M. Cowper. Exhortation to Prayer. 1 TI^IIAT various hindrances we meet, ' * In coining to a mercy sc.it ! Yet who that knows the worth of pray'r, But wishes to be often there. 2 Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw, Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw; (Jives exercise to faith and love, Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining Prayer we cease to fight — Prayer makes the christian's armor bright; And Satan trembles, when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Have you no words ? Ah, think again, Words flow a pace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear, With the sad tale of all your care. 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, To heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oftener be, i( Hear what the Lord hath done for me." HYMN IX. L. ML Watts. The humiliation) exaltation, and triumphs of Christ. Phil, ii 8. 9. Col. ii. 15. ? 'THE mighty frame of glorious grace, ■* Thai brightest monument of praise Thai e'er the God of love design 'd, Employs and fills my lab'rfcig mind. 10 J Begin, my soul, the heav'nly song, A burden for an angel's tongue ; When Gabriel sounds these awful things He tunes and summons all his strings. 3 Proclaim inimitable love, Jesus the Lord of worlds above, Puts off the beams of bright array. And veils the God in mortal clay. 4 He, that distributes crowns and thrones, Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans ! The Prince of Life resigns his breath, The King of Glory bows to death. 5 But see the wonders of his powY, He triumphs in his dying hour, And while by Satan's rage he fell, He dasli'd the rising hopes of hell. 6 Thus were the hosts of death subdu'd, And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood : Then he arose, and reigns above, And conquers sinners by his love. 7 Who shall fulfil this boundless song ? The theme surmounts an angel's tongue? How low, how vain are mortal airs, When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs ! HYMN X. C. M. Doddridge. Lord, say unto my soul, I am thy Salvatior.* Psalm xxxv. 3. ALVATION ! O melodious sound To wretched dying men I Salvation that from God proceeds, And leads to God again. 2 Rescu'd from hell's eternal gloom, From fiends, and fires, and chains s- li Rais'd to a paradise of bliss, Where love triumphant reigns! 3 But may a poor bewilder'd soul, Sinful and weak as mine, Presume to raise a trembling eye To blessings so divine ? 4 The lustre of so bright a bliss My feeble heart o'erhears ; And unbelief almost perverts • The promise into tears. 5 My Saviour God, no voice but thine These dying hopes can raise ; Speak thy salvation to my soul, And turn my pray'r to praise. HYMN XI. C. M. Steele. The Saviour's Invitation. John vii. 37. 1 ^l^HE Saviour c.alls— let every ear -*- Attend the heavenly sound; Ye doubting souls dismiss your fear, Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty longing heart Here streams of bounty flow ; And life, and health, and bliss impart To banish mortal wo. 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise, To ease your every pain ; (Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) Nor shall you thirst in vain. 4 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice. The gracious call obey : Mercy invites to heavenly joys— And can you yet delay r 12 13 5 Dear Saviour draw reluctant hearts. To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts And drink, and never die. HYMN XII. C. M. Doddridge:. Jesus — Precious to them, that believe. 1 Peter, ii. 7. i TESUS, I love thy charming name, *^ 'Tis music to my ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud, That earth and heav'n might hear, 2 Yes thou art precious to my soul, My transport and my trust; Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious pow'rs can wish, In thee doth richly meet ; Nor to my eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. i Thy grace shall dwell upon my hearty And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The noblest cordial of its care. S I'll speak the honors of thy name, With my last laboring breath ; And dying clasp thee, in my arms, The antidote of death. HYMN XIII. L. M. Steele. Life of the soul. John xlv. 19. "1^"HEN sins and fears prevailing rise, " And fainting hope almost expires 5 Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes, To thee I breathe my soul's desires. li I Art thou not mine, my loving Lord ? And can my hope, my comfort die ; Fix'd on thy everlasting word, That woid which built the earth and sky r 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives, Here let me build and rest secure. 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell— Immovable the promise stands ; Not all the pow'rs of earth or hell, Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose, If Jesus is for ever mine ; Nor death itself, that last of foes, Shall break an union so divine. HYMN XIV. Sevens. Cowper. Lovest thou me? John xxi. 16. ARK, my soul ! it is the Lord — 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his wordj Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee : (( Say, poor sinner, lov'sl thou me ? " I delivered thee when bound, And when wounded, heal'd thy wounds : Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, Turn'd thy darkness into light. " Can a woman's tender care Cease toward the child she bare r* Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. " Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above; HA1 Deeper than the depths beneath. Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 ft Thou shall see my glory- soon. When the work of grace is done; Partner of my throne shall be. Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?'' 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and taint; Yet I love thee and adore; Oh for grace to love thee more ! HYMN XY. S. M. Cowper. The shining light. 1 T\/TY former hopes are dead — ■1^-i- A{y terror now begins ; I feel, alas ! that I am dead In trespasses and sins. 2 Ah, whither shall T fly? I hear the thunder roar ; The law proclaims destruction nigh, And vengeance at the door. 3 When I review my ways, I dread impending doom ; But sure a friendly whisper says, " Flee from the wrath to come." 4 I see, or think I see, A glimmering from afar; A beam of day that shines for me. To save me from despair. 5 Fore-runner of the sun / It marks the pilgrim's wayj I'll gaze upon it while I run, And watch the rising day. B 16 17 HXMN XVI. L. M. Cam* Afy somJ thirsteth for God. 1 T THIRST, but not as once I did, -*- The vain delights of earth to share; Thy words, Immanuel, all forbid That I should seek my pleasure there. 2 It was the sight of thy dear cross First wean'd my soul from earthly things, And taught me to esteem as dross The mirth of fools and pomp of kings. 3 I want that grace that springs from thee, That quickens ail things where it Hows; And makes a wretched thorn like me, Bloom as the myrtle, or the rose. 4 Dear fountain of delight unknown, No longer sink below the brim; But overflow and pour me down A living and life-giving stream. a For sure, of all the plants that share The notice of thy Father's eye, None proves less grateful to his care, Or yields him meaner fruit than 1. HYMN XVII. C. M. Cowpee. Walking with God. i f\ FOR a closer walk with God, ^-' A calm and heav'nly frame j A light to shine upon the rojd That leads me to the Lamb ? ?. Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? IS 3 What peaceful hours I o How sweet their roem'ry still ! But they have left an aching void The world can never till. 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ; I hate the sins that made thee mourih, And drovc'Thce from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God. Calm and serene my frame; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. HYMN XVII. L. M. Fawceti . Before Sermon. 1 f TMlY presence, gracious God afford ; -*- Prepare us to receive thy word ; Now let thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mix'd with what we hear. 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above : With food divine may we be fed f And satisfied with living bread. 3 To us thy sacred word apply, With sovereign power and energy ; And may we In thy faith and fear Reduce to practice what we hear. 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; Teach us to know and do thy will ; Thy saving pow'r and love dispia\ . And guide us to the realms of da the 19 HYMN XIX. Elevens. K Exceeding great and precious \wo\i HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of Lord, Is laid for your faith, in his excellent word ! What more can he say than to you he hath said ? You who unto Jesus, for refuge have fled. In every condition, in sickness, in health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth, At home and abroad, on the land, on the sea, " As thy days may demand shall thy strength ever be. " Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dis- may ? d, " For I am thy God and will still give thee aid ; " I'll strengthen thec, help thee, and cause thee to stand, li Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hand. " When thro' the deep waters I call thec to go, " The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow : " For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, u And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. " When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, " My grace all-sufficient shall he thy supply ; " The flames shall not hurt thee, i only de- sign, " Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. " Even down to old age, all my people shall prove, w My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love j 20 " And then when gray hairs shall thy adorn, u Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne. u The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for re- pose, " I will nut y I will not desert to Iiis iV.cs : u That soul, tho' all hell should endeavor to shake, i: I'll never, no never, no never fdrsake' 7 I1XMN XX. Sevens. NjprTOWS Self Examination. I 'HPIS a point I long to know, -*- Oft it causes anxious thought Do I love the Lord or no ? Am I his, or am I not ? If I love, why am I thus ? Why this dull and lifeless frame ? Hardly, sure, can they he worse, Who have never heard his name ! 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Pray'r a task and burden prove c EvYy trifle give me pain, If 1 knew a Saviour's love ? 4 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild ; Fill'd with unbelief and sin, Can I deem myself a child ? 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do ; You that love the Lord indeed, Tell me 3 is it thus with you r B 2 21 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grig and thrall ; Should I grieve lor what I feel, If I did not love ai all ? 7 Could 1 joy his saints to meet, Choose the ways I onee abhorr'd Find, at times, the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord ? 8 Lord decide the doubtful case ! Thou who art thy people's sun j Shine upon thy work of grace, If it he indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more, If 1 love at all I pray ; If I have not Iov'd before, Help me to begin to day. HYMN XXI. S. M. Cowper. Dependence. 1 nr*0 keep the lamp alive, -*- With oil we fill the bowl ; 'Tis water makes the willow thrive, And grace that feeds the soul. 2 The Lord's unsparing hand Supplies the living stream ; It is not at our own command, But still deriv'd from him, 3 Beware of Peter's word, Nor confidently say, " I never will deny thee, Lord," But grant I never may? 4 Man's wisdom is to seek His strength in God alone 5 ti2 And e'en an angel would be weak, Who trusted in his own. 5 Retreat beneath his wings, And in his grace confide ; This more exalts the King ( f Kings Than all your works i 6 In Jesus is our store ; (•race issues from his fljrohr : Whoever says, " I want mure," Confesses he has none. HYMN XXII. C. M. I oDDRioos. The encouragement young perm • ; kave to seek Christ. Prov. viil 17. 1 ~\^E hearts, with youthf;:' \\gp r warm, - 1 - In smiling crowds draw near, And turn from every mortal cl A Saviour's voice" to hear. 2 He, Lord of all the worlds c Stoops to converse with And lavs his radiant glories Your friendship to purs 3 " The soul that longs to sec rav " Is sure my love to gain ; u And those that early sc< I my grace Ci Shall never seek in vnia 4 What object, Lord, my s< move, If once compard with : What beauty should coir. d my love Like what in Christ I s 5 Away, ye false delusive ( Vain tempters of the i ; Tis here I fix my lasting ice For here true bliss I fi lace 23 2* HYMN XXIII. CM. Steele. Jt the funeral of a young person. i Tft/'TIEN blooming youth is snatch'd away, * ' By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, () may this truth, imprest With awful power VI too must die — Sink deep in every breast. 3 Let this vain world engage no more; Behold the gaping tomb ! It bids us seize the present hour, To-morrow death may come. 4 Tiie voice of this alarming scene May every heart obey ; Nor be the heavenly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. d O may we fly, to Jesus fly ! Whose pow'rful arm can save ; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. 5 Great God, thy sovereign grace impart. With cleansing, healing power ; This only can prepare the heart, For death's surprising hour. HYMN XXIV. S. M. The Christian's wants. I TESUS my strength, my hope, ♦^ On thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look u\> y And know thou hearest proy V. & 2 I fant a heart to praj and never cc:; II in in- :it thy stay. Or wish my sufferings les^. I want b sober mind, \ • If-renouncing will, That tramples down and » ast behind The baits oi' pleasing ill. .''v fcar, A quick discerning eye, That looks to thee, A>heu sin is near, And sees llie tempter fly. 5 1 want a true regard, A single steady aim, (Unmov'd by threat'ning or re To thee and thy great na; o I want a just concern For tbii rtal praise : A pure desire that all may ic- 1 :; And glorify thy grace. 7 I want, with all my heart, Thy pleasure to fulfil 5 To know myself, and what • And what's thy perfect will. 8 I want, I know not what — 1 want my wants to see ; 1 want— alas ! what want 1 1 When thou art not with me HYMN XXV. CM. Farting IJijmn. | OflD .' when together here i *-* And taste thy heavenly gra Thy smiles are so divinely swee', We're loth to leave the place. 26 2 Yet, Father, since it is tliy will, That we must part a.eain, let thy gracious preseuee still Willi every soul remain. 3 Thus let us all in Christ he one, Bound with the cords of love, Till we, around thy gloriaus throne, Shall joyous meet above ; 4 Where sin and sorrow from each heart Shall then forever fly, And not one thought that we shall part Once intercept our joy : 5 Where void of all distracting pains, Our spirits ne'er shall tire; But in seraphic, heavenly strains, Redeeming love admire. 6 And thus through all eternity, Upon the heavenly shore, The great mysterious One in Three, Jehovah, we 7 ll adore. HYMN XXVI. S. M. Evening Hymn. 1 HP HE day is past and gone ; -* The evening shades appear j Oh ! may we all remember well The night of death draws near. 2 We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest, So death will soon disrobe us all Of what we here possest. 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears; Beneath the shadow of thy wings, "Til! morning light appears. 4 And when wc early i And view lb' unwearied sun, May we set out lo win the prize, And after glory run. 5 And when bui lays arepast, And we from liiii' , remove, O ! may we in tfiy bosom rest, The bosom of thy fove ! HYMN XXVII. 8, 7. Robinson; Ebenc^"r. \. Sam. vii. 12. \ /"^OME thow fount of every blessing, ^ Tune my heart to sing ihy grace ; Streams of mercy ne^ er ceasing Call for son^> of loudest praise. 3 Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above: Praise the mount — -I'm fixed upon it, Mount of thy redeeming love. 3 Here I raise my EbUyezer: Hither by thy help I've come : And I hope, by lliy pood pleasure Safely to arrive at home. 4 Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to save my soul from danger, InterposM his precious blood. 5 O, to grace now great a debtor, Daily I'm constraint to be ! Let thy grace. Lord, like a fetter, Bind my irand'riug heart to thee • 5 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — Prone to leave the God 1 love ; Here's my take and seal it : al it for . • ' 28 HYMN XXVIiL s, s, 6. TAe Aew fltrffc. t A WAlvDby Sinai's awful sound, -^- My soul in guilt and thrall I found. Expos'*! to endless wo ; Eternal truth did loud proclaim The si finer must be born again, Or else to ruin go. 2 Amaz'd I stood, but could not telly Which way to shun the gates of he]!, For death and hell drew near ; T strove indeed, but strove in vain, The sinner must be born again, Still sounded in mine ear. 3 When to the law I trembling fled, Jt pour'd its curses on my head. £ no relief could find ; Thi.s fearful truth renew'd mv pain, The sinner must be born again, And wheim'd my torturd mind, 4 Again did Sinai's thunders roll, And guilt lay heavy on my soul, A vast oppressive load : Alas ! I read, and saw it plain, The sinner must be born again, Or feel the wrath of God. 5 The saints I heard with rapture tel , How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, And broke the fowler's snare ; Yet when I found this truth remain, The sinner must be born again, I sunk in deep despair. 6 But while I thus in anguish lay, Jesus of Nns'reth pasa'd this way, A n d fe I t his p» ty move : 29 The sinner by his justice slain, Now by his grace is born again, And sings redeeming love. 7 To heaven the joyful tidings flew, The angels tun'd their harps anew, And loftier notes did raise ; All hail the Lamb who once was slain; Unnumber'd millions born again Will shout thine endless praise. HYMN XXIX. 8. 7. Love divine. 1 "] " OVE divine, all loves excelling, ~-4 Joy ofheav'n to earth comedown* Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; All thy faithful mercies crown. 2 Jesus, thou art all compassion, Pure unbounded love thou art ; Visit us with thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart. 3 Breathe, Oh, breathe thy loving spirit^ Into every troubled breast ! Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find thy promised rest j 4 Take away the love of sinning, Take our load of guilt away; End the work of thy beginning, Bring us to eternal day. 5 Carry on thy new creation. Pure and holy may we be; Let us see our whole salvation, Perfectly secur'd by Thee ; c so 6 Change from glory into glory, 'Till in heav'n we lake our place ; 'Till we cast our crowns before Thee, Lost in wonder, love and praise. HYMN XXX. S. M. Newton. Bethesda's Pool. John v. 2 — 4. 1 T>ESIDE the gospel pool, **-* appointed for the poor, From year to year my helpless soul Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move ; And other round me stepping in, Their efficacy prove I 3 But my complaints remain ; I feel the very same ; As full of guilt, and fear, and pain, As when at first I came. 4 O, would the Lord appear My malady to heal ; He knows how long I've languished here$ And what distress I feel. 5 How often have I thought, Why should I longer lie ? Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I ? 6 But whither can I go ? There is ne other pool Where streams of sovereign virtue flow To make a sinner whole.] 7 Here, then, from day to day, I'll wait, and hope, and try ; 31 Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, Yet Buffer him to die ? 8 No — lie is full of grace ; He never v>\\\ permit A soul, that fain would see his face. To perish at his feet. HYMM XXXI. L . M. Doddridge — Altered. Shiner found wanting. Dan. v. 27. 1 T> .USE, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye, -*-*' Behold the judgment drawing nigh : Behold the balance is displayed, Where thou must be exactly weigh/d. 2 See. in one scale God's holy law ; Mark with what force its precepts draw ; Canst thou the awful test sustain ? Thy works how light ! thy thoughts how vain ! 3 Behold the hand of God appears, And writes in dreadful characters, " Tekel ! thy soul is wanting found ; " With trembling hear the awful sound, 4- " Let fear thy sin-bound heart embrace ; " Let guilty shame overspread thy face, " Conviction thro' thy conscience roll, " And deep repentance fill thy soul. 5 " One only hope can yet prevail, u Jesus for thee can turn the scale ; " Can give thy guilty conscience peace, " And save thee by his righteousness." 6 Dear Saviour, now thy power impart; Convince each unconvinced heart j And thy salvation let them view, Injustice wrought, and mercy too. 32 33 Believing tins they shall employ Their hearts and lips in songs of joy j Nor e'er of wanting be afraid, When in God's holy balance weigh'd. HYMN XXXII. C. M. Brown— ^feererf. Imploring Mercy. Lukexviii. 13. 1 y ORD, at thy feet in dust I lie, -" And knock at mercy's door ; With humble heart and weeping eye, Thy favor I implore. 2 On me, O Lord, do thou display Thy rich forgiving love ; O take my heinous guilt away, This heavy load remove. 3 Without thy grace, I sink oppre.s* Down to the gates of hell ; O give my troubled spirit rest, And all my fears dispel. 4 'Tis mercy, mercy, I implore, O may thy bowels move : Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 5 Should I at last in heav'n appear, To join thy saints above ; I'll shout that mercy brought me there, And sing thy bleeding love. HYMN XXXIII. C. M. Hoskins. Time is short. 1 Cor. vii. 29. I HP HE time is short ! the season near, J- When death will us remove, To leave our friends, however dear, And all we fondly love. 84 Tlie time is short ! sinners beware. Nor trifle time away, Tlie word of great salvation hear, While it is call'd to-day, The time is short ! ye rebels now To Christ the Lord submit , To mercy's golden sceptre bow, And fall at Jesus' feet. The time is short I ye saints rejoice — The Lord will quickly come : Soon shall you hear the Bridegroom's voice^ To call you to your home. The time is short ! it swiftly flies — The hour is just at hand, When we shall mount above the skies, And reach the wish'd-for land. The time is short ! — the moment near, When we shall dwell above ; And be forever happy there, With Jesus whom we love. HYMN XXXIV. L. M. Newton. Zion's Traveller. AS when a weary traveler gains The height of some o'erlooking hilj ; His heart revives, if, cross the plains, He eyes his home, tho' distant still. Thus, when the christian pilgrim views, By faith his mansion in the skies ; The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize, 'Tis there with Jesus he's to dwell, To spend an everlasting day ; There shall he bid his cares farewell, For he shall wipe his tears away, c 2 35 36 HYMN XXXV. C. M. Steel*. The Saviour. John iv. 42. 1 HHHE Saviour! O, what endless charms -*- Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In ricli effusion flow, For guilty rebels lost in sin, And doom'd to endless woe. 9 Th' almighty former of the skies, Stoop'd to our vile abode ; While angels viewed, with wond'ring eyes, And haii'd th' incarnate God. 4 O the rich depths of love divine, Of bliss, a boundless store ! Dear Saviftur, let me call thee mine ; I cannot wish for more. 5 On thee alone my hope relies, Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour and my all. HYMN XXXVI. L. M. Doddridge. Growing in Grace by God the Spirit. 2 Pet. iii. 18. L "DRAISE to thy name, eternal God, -■- For all the grace thou shed'st abroad ; For all thine influence from above, To warm our souls with sacred love. 2 Blest be thy hand, which from the skies Brought down this plant of Paradise, And gave its heavenly glories birth, To deck this wilderness of earth. 37 oS 3 Unchanging sun, thy beams display. To drive the frosts and storms away; Vfake all thy potent virtues known, To cheer a plant so much thine own. 4 And thou, blest Spirit, deign to blow Fresh gales of heaven on shrubs below • So shall they grow and breathe abroad A fragrance grateful to our God. HXMN XXXVII. Ss. Death of a Sitter. Rev. xiv. 13. 1 ?TTIS finished ' the conflict is past, *• The heaven born spirit is tied , Her wish is accomplish 'd at last, And now she's entomb'd with the dead, 2 No sickness, or sorrow, or pain, Shall ever disquiet her now ; For death to her spirit was gain, Since Christ was her liie when below. 5 Her soul has now taken its flight To mansions of glory above, To mingle with angels of light, And dwell in the kingdom of love. 4 Then let us forbear to complain, That she is now gone from our sight ; We soon shall behold her again, With new and redoubled delight. HYMN XXXVIII. L. M. Dobell. Woman of Canaan. Matt. xv. 27. 3 "REFOLD a sinner, dearest Lord, -*-* Encourag'd by thy gracious word, Would venture near to seek that bread, By which thy children here are fed. 39 Do not the humble suit deny, Of such a guilty wretch as 1 ; But let me feed on crumbs, though small, Which from thy bounteous table fall. I am a sinner, Lord, I own ; By sin and guilt I am undone ; Yet will I wait, and plead, and pray, Since none are empty sent away. HYMN XXXIX. Leed's Col. Free Grace. Zach. iv. 7. 1 HPHE voice of free grace, -*- Cries escape to the mountain - 7 For all that believe, Christ hath open'd a fountain, For sin and uncleauness, And every transgression, His blood flows so freely In streams of salvation : Hallelujah to the Lamb, Who has brought us a pardon, We'll praise him again, When we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, To the Saviour repair, Now he calls you in mercy — And can you forbear ? Though your sins are increased As high as a mountain, His blood can remove them ; It streams from the fountain. 3 Now Jesus, our KiTTg, Reigns, triumphantly glorious 5 O'er sin, death, and hell, He is more than victorious* With shouting proclaim it, O trust in his passion ; 40 He saves us most freely — O, precious salvation. i. With joy shall we stand, When escap'd to the shore, With harps in our hands, We'll praise him the more; We'll ranee the sweet plains On the banks of the river, And sing of salvation For ever and ever. HYMN XL. C. M. Steele. And yet there is room. Luke xiv. 22. 1 "VTE wretched, hungry, starving poor, -■- Behold a royal feast ! Where mercy spreads her bounteous store. For every humble guest. 2 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 ! 3 O come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love : While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 4 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand, thousand souls rejoice, In ecstacies unknown. 5 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come; Ye longing souls, the grace adore, Approach, there yet is room ! HYMN XLI. C. M. Newton & Gibbons. Social Meetings. Mai. iii 16 — 18. 1 V^HEN sinners utter boasting words, * * And glory in their shame; The Lord, well pleas'd, an ear affords To those who fear his name. 2 They often meet to seek his face, And tell what he hath done ; They sing office and sovereign grace, Thro* his beloved Son. 3 u They shall be mine," Jehovah cries, " When I each radiant gem " Collect — and with their mingled blaze M Compose my diadem. 4 " With transports then my tender care, " And favor they shall prove : (i I'll spare them as a father spares " The children of his love. 5 " Assembled worlds will then discern " That saints alone are blest : , " When wrath shall like an oven burn, " And vengeance strike the rest." HYMN XLIl. P. M. Hammond. Christ's Blood cleanseth from all Sin. 1 John i. 7. 1 TLTO ! all ye trembling sinners, hear ■O- The pard'nipg voice of Christ, and live With humble confidence draw near ; Jesus commands you to believe : Believe, and all your sins are gone — Believe, and heaven is all your own. 2 If all the sins that men have done In will, in word, in thought, in deed. •ia 4-fc Since worlds were made, or lime begun, Were laid on one poor sinner's head ; The stream of Jesus' precious blood, At once couid cleanse the dreadful load. HYMN XLIII. CM. Steele. Jesus. Phil. ii. 10. 1 TESUS ! in thy transporting name, *■* What blissful glories rise ! Jesus ! the angel's sweetest theme— The wonder of the skies. 2 Jesus ■ and didst thou leave the sky For miseries and woes ? And didst thou bleed, and groan and die, For vile, rebellious foes ? 3 Victorious love ! can language tell The wonders of thy pow'r, Which conquerd all the force of hell, In that tremendous hour ? 4 What glad return can I impart For favors so divine ? O take my heart — this worthless heart, And make it only thine. HYMN XLIV. 8. 8. 6. Kent. Social Meetings. Mat. xvii. 20. 1 ii Al/'HERE two or three together meet, " My love and mercy to repeat, " And tell what I have done, « There will I be," saith God, « to bless, " And every burden'd soul redress, " Who worships at my throne." 2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, Speak to each heart some cheering word, To set the spirit free : 45 46 Impart a kind celestial show'r, And grant that we may spend an hour In fellowship with thee. HYMN XLV. Ls M. Dobell. Praise. TITHILE here on earth I'm call'd to stay, * ™ Fll praise my God from day to day ; Jesus hath wash'd away my sin, And made my soul complete in him. When I am brought before his tfirone, I'll sing the wonders he hath done ; And join with all the ransom'd race, To praise the riches of his grace. Through all eternity I'll view My Jesus, and admire him too ; Praise shall attune my warbling tongue, And grace, free grace, be all my song, HYMN XLVI. L. M. Cennick. Seeking Pardon. Psalm xxvii. 8. T ORD, at thy feet, I prostrate fall, ~" Opprest with fears, to thee I call ; Reveal thy pard'ning love to me, And set my captive spirit free. Hast thou not said, " Seek ye my face," The invitation I embrace ; I'll seek thy face — thy Spirit give ! O let me see thy face, and live. I'll wait, perhaps my Lord may come 5 If back I turn, hell is my doom ; And begging in his way I'll lie, Till the sweet hour lie passeth by. 47 4, I'll seek his face with cries and tears, With secret sighs and fervent pray'rs; And if not beard, I'll waiting sit, And perish at my Saviour's feet. 5 But canst thou, Lord, see all my pain, And hid me seek thy face in vain ? Thou wilt not, canst not me deceive, The soul that seeks thy face shall live. 6 Then venture, O my soul, in pray'r, For none can perish pleading here : The hlood of Christ, that crimson sea - , Shall wash my load of guilt away. HYMN XLVII. CM. Jones. Successful Resolve. Esther iv. 16. i /~10ME humble sinner, in whose breast ^ A thousand thoughts revolve, Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, And make this last resolve. 2 tt I'll go to Jesus, though my sin " Hath like a mountain rose ; "I know his courts, I'll enter in, " Whatever may oppose. 3 " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne* " And there my guilt confess ; " I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone " Without his sovereign grace. 4 " But should the Lord reject my plea ; u And disregard my pray'r, " Yet still, like Esther, I will stay, " And perish only there. [5 u I can but pei ish if I go— * "I am, resolv'd to try , D 48 19 u For if I stay away, I know "I must for ever die."] 6 ( " But should I die with mercy sought, " \Vhen I the king have tried : " I there should die, (delightful thought !) " Where ne'er a sinner died." riYMN XLVIII. L. M. Needham— Altered. Short Devotions the Revivals of Religion. Matt. vi. 7, 8. 1 T" ORD, in thy presence we appear, -*-^ And bow before thy throne : Before our lips begin to move, Our wants to thee are known. 2 Thou know'st the language of the heart, The meaning of a sigh : Dear Father, hear our humble pray'r, And bring thy blessings nigh. 3 Few be our words, and short our pray'rs^ While we together meet ; Short duties keep religion up, And make devotion sweet. HYMN XL1X. C. M. Hoskins. Prayer for the Spirit's Influence. IN thy great name, O Lord, we come, To worship at thy feet; O, pour thy holy spirit down On all that now shall meet. r e come to hear Jehovah speak, \> hear the Saviour's voice ; face and favor, Lord, we seek— - make our hearts rejoice. 50 5i Teach OS to pray, and praise, and heai \n;l understand thy word ; To feel thy blissful presence near, And trust our living Lord. Here let thy pow'r and grace be felt— Thy love and mercy known ; Our icy hearts, dear Jesus, melt, And break this flinty stone. Let sinners, Lord, thy goodness prove, Ami saints rejoice in thee ; Let rebels be subdu'd by love, And to the Saviour flee. HYMN L. 7s. La.xgjfoiuvs Cow Redeeming Love. Fsalrn cxi. 9. . 1 "W'OW beffin the heavenly theme, ■^ Sin^ aloud in Jesus's name j Ye who Jesus's kindness prove, Triumph in redeeming love. 2 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; Banish all your guilty fears: See your guilt and curse remove, Cancelled by redeeming love. 3 Ye, alas ! who long have been Willing slave? to death and sin ; Now from bliss no longer rove, Stop and taste redeeming love. 4 Welcome, all, by sin opprest, Welcome to the Saviour's breast; Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. HYMN LI. 7s. Masters. True Religion. James i. 27. j^TMS religion that can give -*- Sweetest pleasures while we live j 52 08 'Tis religion must supply Solid comfort when we die. 2 After death its joys will be Lasting as eternity; If the Saviour is my friend, Then my bliss shall never end. HYMN LI1. L. M. Elliott. Request. 1 John v. 13. 1 ^f^HOu who for sinners once was slain, -*- Once dead, but now alive again ; Give ine to know, to taste, and prove The pow'r and sweetness of thy love. 2 Give me to feel my sins forgiven, And know myself an heir of heav'n ; My conscience sprinkle with thy blood, And fiil me with the love of God. HYMN LIII. L. M. S -. Social Worship. I \ CCEPT, O Lord, our songs of praise, -**- Thou source of love, thou sinner's friend; We bless thee for these means of grace, U may thy grace these means attend. 3 Thou wilt not, gracious God. despise The humble dwelling where we meet; Accept our grateful sacrifice, And make our meditation sweet. 3 Spirit divine, without thine aid, A Gabriel here might preach in vain; Nou be thine energies display "d ; May every soul instruction gain. 4 Dear Saviour, we would ma l ;e thee room ^ For thee our ardent spirits pant; Come, O Lord Jesus, quickly come, For thou alone art all we want. 51 55 HYMN LIV. L. M. K . Prayer for a Side .Minister. John xi. S 1 /"\ THOU, before whose gracious throne, ^' We bow our suppliant spirits clown : View i he sad breast, the streaming eye, And let our sorrows pierce the sky. 2 Thou know'st the anxious cares uefeel, And all our trembling lips would tell ; Thou only canst assuage our grief, And yield our wo-fraught hearts relief. 3 With pow'r benign thy servant spare, Nor turn aside ihy people's pray'r j Avert thy swift descending stroke, Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 4 Restore him, sinking to the grave — Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save j Back to our hopes and wishes give, And bid our friend and father live. 5 Bound to each soul by tend'rest ties, In every breast his image lies; Thy pitying aid, O God, impart, Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 6 Yet if our supplications fail, And pray'rs and tears can nought prevail, Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, And guide him >afe to endless clays. HYMN LV. 8. 8. 6 Wesley. Time and Eternity. Psalm xxxix. 4, 5. 1 T O ! on a narrow neck of iand, -*-^ 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand; Yet how insensible .' A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to yon heavenly place. Or shuts me up in hell ! - 2 3 O God, my inmost soul convert, A- id deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And save me, ere it be too late, By free and sovereign grace. 3 Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day, AV . thou in clouds shalt come To ; ldge the nations at thy bar; O tell me, Lord — shall I be there, To meet a joyful doom? 4 Be this my one great business herc r With holy joy, and holy fear, To make my calling sure ! Assist, O Lord, a feeble worm, Then shall 1 all thy will perform, And to the end endure ! HYMN LVI. L. M. Scott. On the loss of Friends. 1 n^HE God of love will sure indulge -*- The flowing tear, the heaving sigh, When righteous persons fall around — When tender friends and kindred die. 2 Yet not one i nxious, murnrring thought, Should with our mourning passions blend Nor would our bleeding hearts forget Tb' almighty, ever-living friend. 5 Beneath n numerous train of ills, Our feeble flesh and heart may fail 3 Yet shall ou, toopc in tliee. our God, O'er every gloomy fear prevail* 4 Parent and husband, guard and guide, Thou art each tender name in one : On thee we cast our every care, And comfort seek from thee alone. 5 Oui Father God, to thee we look, Our rock, our portion, and our friend j And on thy covnaut-lovc and truth" Our .sinking souls shall still depend. HYMN LVII. C. M. Miller. Church Union. Coll. ii. 2. 1 /"VCR souls, by love, together knit, ^J Cemented, mix'd in one, One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice, "Tis heaven on earth begun. 2 Our hearts have burned, while Jesus spake. And glow'd with sacred fire; He stoop'd, and talk'd, and fed, and blest, And fill'd th' enlarg'd desire. Chorus, l. m. " A Saviour !" let creation sing! (f A Saviour !" let all heaven ring ! He's God with us, we feel hirn oursj His fulness on our souls he pours, J Tis almost done, 'tis almost o'er, We're joining those whoVe gone before? We then shall meet to part no more. 3 The little cloud increases still, The heavens art big with rain ; We haste to catch the teeming s1iowt ; And all its moisture drain. 4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows.' Lord, pour a. mighty flood ; 5S Oh ! Sweep the nations* shake the earth, 'Till all proclaim thee God. Cho. " A Saviour !» &c. .5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And set'st thy starry crown ; When all thy sparkling gems shall shifie f Proclaimed by thee thine own 5 6 May we, a little band of love, We sinners, sav'd by grace, From glory unto glory changed, Behold thee, face to face ! HYMN LVIII. C. M. Newton. Spring. 1 "OLEAK winter is subdu'd at length, -*-* And forc'd to yield the day ; The sun has wasted all his strength, And driven him away. 2 And now long wish'd for spring is come, How altered is the scene ! The trees and shrubs are drest in bloom, The earth array'd in green. .3 Where'er we tread, beneath our feet The clust'ring flowers spring ; The artful birds, in concert sweet, Invite our hearts to sing. 4. But ah ! in vain I strive to join, Oppress'd with sin and doubt 5 I feel 'tis winter still within, Though all is spring without, 5 Oh ! would my Saviour from on high, Break through these clouds and shine J No creature then more blest than I, No song more loud than mine. 59 60 HYMN LIX. P. M. Newton. Hannah: or the Throne of Grace. Sam. i. 18, l Y\7"II J \\ Hannah press'd with grief, * * Pour'd forth her soul in pray'r, She quickly found relief, And left her burden there : Likelier, in every trying case, Let us approach the throne of grace. ? When she began to pray, Her heart was pain'd and sad, But e'er she went away, Was comforted and glad : In trouble, what a resting place Have they, who know the throne of grace. 3 Though men and devils rage, And threaten to devour, The saints from age to age, Are safe from all their pow'r ; Fresh strength they gain to run their race. By waiting at the throne of grace. 4 Numbers before have tried, And found the promise true 5 Nor yet one been denied, Then why should [ or you ? Let us by faith their footsteps trace, And hasten to the throne of grace. HYMN LX. C. M. Newton. The joy of the Lord is your strength. Nehemiah ix. 10. I TOY is a fruit that will not grow *^ Jn nature's barren soil ; All we can boast till Christ we know Is vanity and toil. 61 2 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, A. sense of pard'ning love ; A hope that triumphs over death, Give joys like those above. 3 To take a glimpse within the veil, To know that God is mine, Are springs of joy that never fail, Unspeakable ! divine .' 4 These are the joys which satisfy And sanctify the mind ; Which make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind. 5 No more, believers, mourn your lot, But if you are the Lord's, Resign to them who know him not, Such joys as earth affords. HYMN LXI. G. M. Newton. What shall I render. Psalm cxvi. 1 2 I I« TpOR mercies, countless as the sands, -*- Which daily I receive From Jesus, my Redeemer's hands, My soul, what can'st thou give ? 2 Alas ! from such a heart as mine, What can I bring him forth ? My best isstain'd and dyed with sin, My all is nothing worth. 3 Yet this acknowledgment I'll make, For all he has bestow'd ; Salvation's sacred cup Til take, And call upon my God. 4 The best return for one like me, So wretched and so poor, 62 Is from his eifts to draw a pica, And ask him still ibr m are. 5 I cannot serve him a> I ought, No works have 1 10 b > Yet would 1 glory in the thought That I shall owe him most. HYMN LXII. CM. Newton. The name of Jesus. Solomon's Song i. ! 1 TJ 0\V sweet the name Jesus sounds, -*--■- In a believer's ear ? It sooths his sorrows, heals his wounds ; And drives away his fear. 3 It makes tiie wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; "lis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary, rest. J Dear name ! the rock on which I build i My shield and hiding place ; My never failing treas'ry iill'd With boundless stores of grace. 4 By thee my pray'rs acceptance gain^ Although with sin delil'd ; Satan accuses me in vain, And I am own'd a child. 5 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King 5 My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 6 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou ait, I'll praise thee as I ought. 63 6i 7 'Till then I would thy love proclaim With ev'ry fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. HYMN LXIII. L. M. Cowper. The Covenant. Ezekiel xxxvi. 25 — 28. 1 HP HE Lord proclaims his grace abroad; -■- Behold I change your hearts of stone I Each shall renounce his idol-god, And serve, henceforth, the Lord alone, 2 My grace a flowing stream proceeds, To wash your filthiness away; Ye shall abhor your former deeds, And learn my statutes to obey. 3 My truth the great design insures, I give myself away to you ; You shall be mine, I will be yours, Your God unalterably true. 4 Yet not unsought or unimplor'd, The plenteous grace shall I confer ; No — your whole hearts shall seek the Lord; I'll put a praying spirit there. 5 From the first breath of life divine, Down to the last expiring hour ; The gracious work shall all be mine, Begun and ended in my pow'r. HYMN LXIV. C. M. Cowper. Praise for the fountain opened. Zach. xiii. J 2 HHHERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, -*- Drawn from Emmanuel's veins : And sinners plung'd beneath tfyat flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 60 2 The dying thief rejoie'd to sec That fountain in his day ; And there have \. as vile as lie, Wash'd all my sins away. 3 Dear Dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its pow'r, Till all the ransom'd church of God Be sav'd to sin no more. 4 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. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing thy pow'r to save ; When this poor lisping, stamnrring tongue. Lies silent in the grave. HYMN LXV. C. M. Newton. The Leper. Matt. viii. 2, 3, i f|FT as the leper's case 1 read, ^-^ My own described I feel ; Nu is a leprosy indeed, Which none but Christ can heal. 2 A while I would have pass'd for well, And strove my spots to hide ; Till it broke out incurable, Too plain to be denied. 3 Then from the saints I sought to flee ; And dreaded to be seen ; I thought they all would point at me And cry, " Unclean, unclean !" 4 What anguish did my soul endure, Till hope and patience ccas'd ? E 66 The more I strove myself lo cure, The ii:ore tiic plague increased. 5 While thus I lay distress'd, I saw The Saviom passing by ; To him though liiPd with shame and awe, I raisM my mournful cry. 6 Lord, thou canst heal me if thou wilt, For thou eanst all tilings do : O cleanse my leprous sou; from guilt, My filthy heart renew ! 7 lie heard, and with a gracious look, Pronounc'd the healing word ; " I will, be clean,' 7 and while he spoke, I felt my health restor'd. 8 Come lepers seize the present hour, The Saviour's grace to prove ; He can relieve, for he is pow'r, He will, for he is love. HYMN LXVI. 7s. Newtown. The two malefactors. Luke xxiii. 39 — 4 J SOVEREIGN grace has power alone ^ To subdue a heart of stone ; And the moment grace is felt, Then the hardest heart will melt* 2 When the Lord was crucified, Two transgressors with him died ; One with vile blaspheming tongue, Scoff ? d at Jesus as he hung. 3 Thus he spent his wicked bread?,, In the very jaws of death ; Perish'd as too many do, With the Saviour in his view. or But the oilier, touchM with ..'race, Saw the danger of his case ; Faith receiv'd to own, the Lord, Whom the scribes and priests abhorr'd, " Lord, he pray'd remember me, When in glory thou shah be;" " Soon with me, (the Lord replies) Thou shalt test in paradise." This was wond'rous grace indeed, Grace vouchsafed in tinie of need ! Sinners trust in Jesus' name, You shail find him still the same. But beware of unbelief, Think upon the hafden'd thief; If the gospel you disdain. Christ, to you, has died in vain. HYMN LXVII. L. M. NEwrttfc That ruck was Christ. I Cor. >:. 4. "1VTHEX Israel's tribes were parch'd with '* thirst, Forth from the rock the waters burst ! And all their future journey thro' Yielded them drink, and gospel too ! In .Moses' rod a type they saw, Of his severe and fiery law : The smitten rock prefigured him ; From whose piere'd side all blessings stream, But ah ! the types were all too faint, His sorrows or his worth to paint ; Slight was the stroke of Moses' rod, But he endur'd the wrath of God. Their outward rock could feel no pain, But ours was wounded, torn, and slain 5 The rock gave but a wat'ry flood, 13 ut Jesus pour'd forth streams of blood 38 69 5 The earth is like their wilderness, A land of drought and sore distress ; Without one stream from pole to pore, To satisfy a thirsty soul. 6 But let the Saviour's praise resound, In him refreshing streams are found, Which pardon, strength, and comfort give, And thirsty sinners drink and live. HYMN LXVIII. L. M. Newton. God speaking from Mount Zion. I f T , HE God who once to Israel spoke - 1 - From Sinai's top, in fire and smoke, In gentler strains of gospel grace, Invites us now to seek his face. 2 He wears no terrors on his brow. He speaks in love from Zion now j It is the voice of Jesus' blood Calling poor wand'rers home to God. 3 The holy Moses qnak'd and fear'd When Sinai's thund'rrag law he heard ; But reigning grace, with accents mild, Speaks to the sinner as a child. A Hark ! how from Calvary it sounds — From the Redeemer's bleeding wounds ;• " Pardon and grace I freely give, Poor sinner look to me and live." HYMN LXIX. C. M. Cowfer. Jesus hastening to suffer. HE Saviour, what a noble flame Was kindled in his breast, T When hasting to Jerusalem He march'd before the rest ! Good-will to men, and zeal for Go.tr} Ihs ev'ry thought engross ; He longs to be baptiz'd with blood, He pants to reach his cross. 3 With all his sufPrings full in view, And woes t<> us unknown, Forth to the task his spirit llew ; 'Twas love that urg'd him on. 4 Lord, we return thee what we can ! Our hearts shall sound abroad, Salvation to the dying man, And to the rising God. 5 And while thy bleeding glories here? Engage our wond'ring eves; We learn our lighter cross to bear, And hasten to the skies. i HXMN LXX. 8, 7. Newton. Prayer for a Revival. 1 ^AVIOUK, visit thy plantation, ^ Grant us. Lord, a gracious rain ! AH will come to desolation, Unless thou return again ; Keep no longer at a distance — Shine upon us from on high ; Lest, for want of thine assistance, Ev r ry plant should droop and die> 2 Surely, once thy garden flourished, Ev'ry part look'd gay and green : Then thy word our spirits nourisird, Happy seasons we have seen ! Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, Thou canst make them bloom again $ Oh, permit them not to wither, Let not all our hopes be vain i E % Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in pray'rs ; Let each one esteem'd thy servant, Shun the world's bewitching snares : Break the tempter's fatal power, Turn the stony heart to flesh ; And begin from this good hour, To revive thy work afresh. HYMN LXXI. L. M. Cowper. Jehovah- Jesus. "jV/l'Y song shall bless the Lord of all, ■*■▼-*■ My praise shall climb to his abode; Thee, Saviour, by that name I call, The great Supreme, the mighty God. Without beginning or decline, Object of faith, and not of sense ; Eternal ages saw him shine, He shines, eternal ages hence. As much when in the manger laid, Almighty ruler of the sky 5 As when the six days' work he made, Fill'd all the morning stars with joy. Of all the crowns Jevohah bears, Salvation is his dearest claim ; That gracious sound well pleased he hears*, And owns Emmanuel for his name. A cheerful confidence I feel, My well plac'd hopes with joy T see 5 My bosom glows with heavenly zeal To worship him who died for me. As man, he pities my complaint, His pow'r and truth are all divine, He will not fail, he cannot faint, Salvation's, sure, and must be mine. HYMN LXXir. L. M. X::vto:s A welcome to christian friend*. 1 TT INDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, -*^- A hearty welcome here receive ; May we together now partake The joys which only he can give ! 2 To you and us by grace 'tis giv'n. To know the Saviour's precious name ; And shortly we shall meet in heav'n, Our hope, our way, our end the same. 3 May he, by whose kind care we meet, Send his good spirit from above, Make our communications sweet, And cause our hearts to burn with love . 4 Forgotten be each wordly theme, When Christians see each other thus ; We only wish to speak of him, Who liv'd and died, and reigns for us. 5 We'll talk of all he did and said, And suffer'd for us here below ; The path lie mark'd for us to tread. And what he's doing for us nov,. 6 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. HYMN LXXIII. L. M. NjBwtqn. The day of the Lord. 1 f^l-QD with one piercing glance looks thiV ^ Creation's wide extended frame j The past and future in his view, And days and ages are the ^ame. 7* 2 Sinners who dare provoke his face, Who on his patience long presume. And trifle out his day of grace, Will find he has a day of doom. 3 Hark ! from the sky, the trump proclaims Jesus the Judge approaching nigh .' See, the creation wrapt in flames, First kindled by his vengeful eye ! 4 When thus the mountains melt like wax- When earth, and air, and sea, shall burn ; When all the frame of nature breaks, Poor sinner whither wilt thou turn ? 5 Lord, fix our hearts and hopes above I Since all below to ruin tends : Here may we trust, obey, and love, And there be found amongst thy friend?. HYMN LXXIV. L. M. Newton. Lightning in the Night. 1 4 GLANCE from heav'n with sweet effecf, -^- Sometimes my pensive spirit cheers \ But ere I can my thoughts collect, As suddenly it disappears. 2 So lightning in the gloom of night, Affords a momentary day ; Disclosing objects full in sight, Which soon as seen, are snatch'd away 3 The lightning's flash did not create The op'ning prospect it reveaPd ? But only shew'd the real state Of what the darkness had conceal'^. 4 Just so, we by a glimpse discern The glorious things within the veil: That when in darkness we may learn To live by fajtl^ till light pfevart 75 70 5 The Lord's great day will soon advance) Dispersing all the shades of night; Then we no more shall need a glance, But see by an eternal liglit. HYMN LXXV. L. M. Newton. Sheep. | TE II OVA II is our shepherd's name, " Then what have we, tho' weak to fear ? Our sin and folly we proclaim, If we despond while lie is near. 3 When Satan threatens to devour ; When troubles press on every side ; Think of our Shepherd's care and pow'r, He can defend, he wilt provide. S See the rich pastures of his grace, Where, in full streams, salvation flows f There he appoints onr resting place, And we may feed secure from foes. 4 There, 'midst the flock, the Shepherd dwells^ The sheep around in safety lie ; The wolf, in vain, with malice swells, For he protects them with his eye. 5 Dear Lord, if I am one of thine, From anxious thoughts I would be free; To trust, and love, and praise, is mine, The care of all, belongs to thee. HXjMN LXXVI. C. M. Newton. The Effort. J A PPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat ^*- Where Jesus answers pray'r; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. p Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh ; Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, And such, O Lord, am I. Bow,d down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely prest j By Avars without, and fears within, I come to thee for rest. Be thou my shield and hiding-place, That shelter'd near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, '•' Thou hast died." Oh woncFrous love ! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame ; That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name. " Poor tempest-tossed soul, be still, My promisM grace receive :" ? Tis Jesus speaks— -I must, I will, I can, I do believe. HYMN LXXVII. L. M. Cowper.. Afflictions sanctified by the icord. OHOW I love thy holy word, Thy gracious covenant, O Lord ! It guides me in the peaceful way, I think upon it all the day. What are the mines of shining wealth, The strength of youth, the bloom of health^ What are all joys compar'd with those Thine everlasting word bestows ! Long unafflicted, undismay'd, In pleasure's path secure I stray W ; Thou mad'st me feel thy chast'ning ixf4 And strait 1 turn unto my God. 7S What thanks I owe thee, and what love, A boundless, endless, store ; Shall echo thro' the realms above When time shall be no more. HYMN LXXXII. C. M. Cowfer. Praise for Faith. I /^|F all the gifts thine hand bestows, ^^ Thou giver of all good ! Not heav'n itself a richer knows, Thau my Redeemer's blood. 3 Faith too, the blood receiving grace, From the same hand we gain; Else sweetly, as it suits our case, That gift had been in vain. 3 Till thou thy teaching powT apply. Our hearts refuse to see, And weak, as a distempered e) r e^ Shut out the view of thee. 83 S *> 4 Blind to the merits of thy Son, What mis'ry we endure ! Yet fly that hand, from which alone, We could expect a cure. 5 We praise thee, and would praise thee more.. To thee our all we owe; The precious Saviour, and the pow'r, That makes him precious too. HYMN LXXXIII. L.M. Steele. The intercession of Christ. Heb. vii. 25. 1 TTE lives, the great Redeemer lives, -*--*- (What joy the blest assurance gives !) And now before his father, God, Presents the merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice arm'd with frowns appears $ But in the Saviour's lovely face Sweel mercy smiles, and all is peace. S Hence then, ye black despairing thought?; Above our fears, above our faults His pow'rful intercessions rise, And guilt removes, and terror dies. 4 In every dark distressful hour, When sin and satan join their power j Let this. dear hope repel the dart, That Jesus bear us on his heart. 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend, On him our humble hopes depend; Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads and must prevail. HYMN LXXXIV. P. M. Riffon's Sei Yet there is room. Luke xiv. 22. 1 XT' "E dying sons of men, -*- Irmnerg'd in sin and woe* &5 The g ospel's voice attend, While Jesus sends to you : Ye perishing and guilty come, In Jesus' arms there yet is room. No longer now delay, Nor vain excuses frame : He bids you come to-day, Though poor, and blind, and lame i All things are ready, sinner, come, For every trembling soul there's room. Believe the heavenly word His messengers proclaim ; He is a gracious Lord, And faithful is his name : Backsliding souls, return and come, Cast off despair, there yet is room. Compell'd by bleeding love, Ye wand'rmg sheep draw near, Christ calls you from above, * His charming accents hear ! Let whosoever will, now come, In mercy's breast there still is room. HYMN LXXXV. L. M. Steele. The dying Saviour. STRETCH'D on the cross the Saviour dies ; Hark his expiring groans arise ! See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Runs down the sacred crimson tide ! Eut life attends the deathful sound, And flows from every bleeding wound j The vital stream how free it flows, To save and cleanse his rebel-foes 1 To suffer iu the traitor's place, To die for man, surprising £race I so Yet pass rebellious angels by — O why for man, dear Saviour, why ? 4 And didst tbou bleed, for sinners bleed ? And could the sun behold the deed? No, he withdrew his sick'ning ray, And darkness veiPd the mourning day. 5 Can I survey this scene of wo, Where mingling grief and wonder flow 5 And yet my heart unmov'd remain, Insensible to love or pain ? 6 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart, To warm this cold, this stupid heart; * Till all its powers and passions move In melting grief, and ardent love. HYMN LXXXVI. L. M. Steele, The exalted Saviour. 1 TVTOW let us raise our cheerful strains, -*-^ And join the blissful choir above j There our exalted Saviour reigns, And there they sing his wondrous lov& 2 While seraphs tune th' immortal song, O may we feel the sacred flame 5 And ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue Adore the Saviour's glorious name i 3 Jesus, who once upon the tree In agonizing pains expir'd*, Who died for rebels— yes, 'tis he ! How bright ! how lovely ! how admir'd 4 Jesus, who died that we might live, Died in the wretched traitor's place | O what returns can mortals give, For such immeasurable grace ? F 2 67 SS 5 Were universal nature ours, lad art with all her boasted store;- ISature and art with all their powers, Would still confess the offering poor? 5 Yet though for bounty so divine, We ne'er can equal honors raise, Jesus, may all our hearts be thine, And all our tongues proclaim thy praise ! HYMN LXXX VII. L. M. Watts. The operations of tlte Holy Spirit. 1 T^TERNAL Spirit! we confess -*-' And sing the wonders of thy grace ; Thy pow'r conveys our blessings down From God the Father and the Son. 2 Enh'ghten'd by thine heav'nly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day; Thine inward teachings make us know Our darker, ana our refuge too. 3 Tbv pow 5 i and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin ' T Do bur imperious lusts subdue, And fch-m our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice— Thy cheering words awake our joys $ Thy words allay the stormy wind, Aid calm the surges of the mind. HYMN LXXXVITI. L. M. Doddridge. The strug- ie between faith and unbelief, Markjx. 24. 1 TESUS, our soul's delightful choice. *^ In thee, believing, wo rejoice: Yci still our joy is mix'd with griefj WhiJQ faith Qoutente with unjw I 1 hy promises our heai And keep our fainting hopes air But guilt and fears and sorrows i And hide the promise from our ey< I O let not sin and Satan boast, While saints lie mourning in the dust ; faith to ruin brought, Which thy own gracious hand hath wrought. 4 Do thou the dying spark inflame ; Reveal the glories of thy name : And put all anxious doubts to flight, As shades dispersed by opening light. HYMN LXWIX. CM. Watt's Sermon?. Holy Fortitude. 1 Cor. xvi. 13. 1 4 M I soldier of the cross, -^a- A follower of the Lamb ? And shall T fear to own his cause. Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies, On flowery beds of ease ; Though others fought to win the prize,,, And sail'd through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? . Is this vile world a friend to grace.. To help me on to God ? 4 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. Shall conquer though they die ; They see the triumph from afar, seise it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine. HYMN XC. L. M. Steele. Mope encouraged hj a view of the divine per- fections. 1 Sam. xxx. 6. 1 \17HY sinks my weak desponding mind ? * * Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh ? Can sovereign goodness he unkind ? Am I not safe if God is nigh ? 2 He holds all nature in his hand : That gracious hand on which we live, Does life, and time, and death command, And has immortal joys to give. I ? Tis he supports this dying frame, On him alone my hopes recline; The wond'rous glories of his name, [shine I How wide they spread I how bright they . Infinite wisdom ! boundless power Unchanging faithfulness and love ! Here let me trust, while I adore, Nor from my refuge e'er remove. My God, if thou art mine indeed, Then I have all my heart can crave; A present help in time of need, Still kind to hear and strong to save. Forgive my doubts. O gracious Lord, And ease the sorrows of my breast j Speak to my heart the healing word, That thou art xnwie— and I am blest- 91 W 03 HYMN X( I. L. M. DoddmdOT* Wh€ heart purified to unfeigned love, of the Brethern by the Spirit. 1 Pet. i. 22. GRE \T Spirit of immoTtal love, Vouchsafe our frozen hearts to move; With ardour strong these breasts inflame To all that own the Saviours name. I Still let the heav'nly fire endure Fervent and vigorous, true and pure ; Let evYv heart and ev'ry hand Join in the dear fraternal band. 3 Celestial Dove, descend and bring The smiling blessings on thy wing ; And make us taste those sweets below Which in the blissful mansions grow. HYMN XCIL C M. Beddome. h / Zeal and Diligence. | M7HILE carnal men, with all their migH> * * Earth's vanities pursue, IIow slow th' advances which I make, With heaven itself in view ! 3 Inspire my soul with holy zeal; Gre.it God, my love inflame; Religion, without zeal and love, Is but an empty name. 3 To gain the top of Zion's hill, May I with fervor strive; And all these powers employ for thee Which I from thee derive ! HYMN XCI1I. L. M. S. Stennett. Present-* of Christ with his worshippers. Matt, xviii. 20. 1 TTTHERr two or threej with sweet accord * * Obedient to their sovereign Lord, 91 95 Meet to recount his acts of irir grace, And offer solemn prayer and praise ; 2 u There," says the Saviour, " will I be, " Amid this little company : tc To them unveil my smiling face, " And shed my glories round the placed 5 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, Relying on thy faithful word : O send thy Spirit, from above, And fill our hearts with heavenly love. HYMN XCIV. C. M. Watts. The witnessing and sealing spirit. 2 \Ti7HY should the children of a king ™ Go mourning all their days ? Great Comforter ! descend and bring Some tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, And seal the heirs of heav'n ; When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiv'n ? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In the Redeemer's blood ! And bear thy witness with my heart, That I am born of God. 4 Thou art. the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come ; And thy soft wings celestial Dove, Will safe convey me home. IIXMN XCV. L. M. Restoring and preserving Grace. t T17" ITH all my pow'rs of heart and tongue ** I'll praise my Maker in my song; Angels shall hear the notes T raise, \pprove the song and join the praise. 2 To Cod I cry'd, when troubles rose ; He beard me, and subdu'd ray foe* : Mv rising feats he did control, And strength dUTus'd through all my soul I 3 Amidst a thousand snares I stand. Upheld and guarded by his hand ; His words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 4 Grace will complete what grace begins. To save from sorrow and from sinsj The work that mercy undertakes, Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. HYMN XCM. L. M. Watts. God the glory and defence of Zion. i TTAPPY the church, thou sacred place, *-*- The seat of thy Creator's grace j Thy holy courts are his abode — Thou earthly palace of our God. 2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates A guard of heav'nly warriors waits , Nor shall tiiy deep foundations move, FixM on his counsels and his love. 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage, Against his throne in vain they ragej Like rising waves with angry roar, That dash and die upon the shore. 4 Then let us still in Zion dwell, Nor fear the wrath of earth and hell $ His arms embrace this happy ground, Like brazen bulwarks built around. ' God is our shield, and God our sun, Swift as the fleeting moments run, On us he sheds new beams of grace>, And we reflect his brightest praise. 97 98 HYMN XCVII. L. M. Watt* Farting with carnal joys. i T send the joys of earth away — -* Away, ye tempters ©f the mind, False as the smooth deceitful sea, And empty as the whistling wind. 3 Your streams were floating me along, Down to the gulf of black despair ; And whilst I listened to your song, Your streams had e'en convey'd me thereo 3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace, That warn'd me of that dark abyss ; That drew me from those treach'rous seas? And bid me seek superior bliss. I Now to the shining realms above I stretch my hands, and glance my eyes j O for the pinions of a dove, To bear me to the upper skies I > There from the bosom of my God Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; There would f fix my last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul. HYMN XCVIII. L. M. Rippon's Sel. QJINNER, O why so thoughtless grown! ^ Why in such dreadful haste to die j Daring to leap to worlds unknown, Heedless against thy God to fly ? i Wilt thou despise eternal fate, Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams, Madly attempt th 7 infernal gate, And force thy passage to the flames ? Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains, Behold Uie Qod of love unfold 99 100 The glories of his dying painsj For ever telling, yet untold. HYMN XCI.K. L. ME. Watt,. Christ's presence makes death easy. 1 "\^"HV should we start and fear to die ! '" What tiiu'rous worms we mortals arc. Death is the gale of endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away 3 Siill we shrink hack again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 O ! if my Lord would come and meet My soul should stretch her wings in liastCj Fly fearless thro' death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, Aud breathe my life out sweetly there. HYMN C. 7s. Hotham tune. Rip. Sei Tempted — but flying to Christ the refuge, 1 TESUS, lover of my soul, *^ Let me to thy bosom fly, While the raging billows roll, While the tempest still is high, Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life is past : Safe into the haven guide ; O receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on tb** > ±01 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone y Still support and comfort me : All my trust on thee is staid, All my help from thee I bring j Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. .3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want- All in all in thee I rind : liaise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind ? Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness, Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 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. HXMN CI. 8, 7, 4. Rir. Sel. OHie Grave ; or, Christ a guide through death to glory. I |TJ.UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, ^-* Pilgrim through this barren landj 1 am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. !} Open thou the chrystal fountain, WUenee the h«aUng waters flow , 102 Let the fiery cloudy pillar Lead i iic all coy journey through; Strong deliverer, Be thou still my strength ami shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, B I ray anxious tears suhside ; Dent- of death's, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side : 3on^s of praises, 1 will ever give to thee. HYMN C1I Balt. Collec. Christmas Hymn. I T^ROM the regions of love, *- Lo ! an angel descended, And told the strange news How the babe was attended $ Go, shepherds, and visit This wonderful stranger. With wonder and joy See your God in a mangen CHORUS. Hallelujah to the Lamb, Who obtain'd our redemptiOE We'll praise him evermore When we pass over Jordan. % Glad tidings I bring To you and each nation ; Glad tidings of joy, Now behold your salvation : When sudden a multitude Raise their glad voices, And shout the Redeemer While beaven rejoices. Hallelujah ? &c. 103 Now glory to God In the highest is given, Now glory to God Is r< -echoM through' heaven , Around the whole earth Let us tell the glad story, And sjjpg of his love, His salvation and glory, Hallelujah, &c. Enraptur'd I burn With delight and desire, A love so divine Sets my soul all on fire ; Around the bright throne Now 'hosaunas are ringing, O, when shall I join them, And be ever singing I Hallelujah, &c. Triumphantly ride In thy chariot victorious, And conquer with love O, Jesus, all glorious I Thy banner unfurl, Bid the nations surrender, And own thee their Saviour, Their king and defender. Hallelujah, &c. HYMN CHI. L. M. Watt's Sermons. The Gospel is the power of God to salvation. Rom. i. 16. . r shall the dying sinner do, i hat seeks relief for all his wo ? re shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind ? 104 . i iow shall we get our crimes foigiv'n, Or form our spirits fit for hea\'n ? Can souls, all o'er denTd with sin, INlake their own powers and passions clean ? 3 In vain we search, in vain we try, Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh; ^Tis there that power and glory dwelt That save rebellious souls frona helK 4 This is the pillar of our hope That bears our fainting spirits up ; We read the grace, we trust the word, And find salvation in the Lord, 5 Let men or angels dig the mines Where nature's golden treasure shines j Brought near the doctrine of the cross, All nature's gold appears but dross. 6 Should vile blasphemers, with disdain, Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain, We'll meet the scandal and the shame^ And sing and triumph in his name. HYMN CIV. L. M. Cowfer. Vanity of the World. 1 #30D gives his mercies to be spent — ^* Your hoard will do your soul no good . Gold is a blessing only lent, Repaid by giving others food. S The world's esteem is but a bribe, To buy their peace you sell your own ; The slave of a vain-glorious tribe, Who hate you while they make you known < 5 The joy that vain amusements give, Oh ! sad conclusion that it brings I The honey of a crouded hive, Defended by a thousand stings. G 2 105 'Tis thus the world rewards the fools That live upon her treach/rous smiles; She leads tfiem, blindfold, by her rules, And ruins all whom she beguiles. God knows the thousands who go down From pleasure, into endless wo ; And with a long despairing groan, Blaspheme their Maker as they go. fearful thought! be timely wise — Delight but in a Saviour's charms ; And God shall take you to the skies, Embrac'd in everlasting arms. HYMN CV. C. M. Cowper, Jehovah our righteousness. Jer. xxih. c MY God, how perfect are thy ways ! But mrhe polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into my prayer. If I would speak what thou hast done To save me from my sin, 1 cannot make thy mercies known. But self-applause creeps in. Divine desire, that holy flame Thy gnce creates in me ; Alas ! impatience is its name. When it returns to thee. This heart, a fountain. of vile thoughts, How does it overflow; While self upon the surface floats, Still bubbling from below. Let other* ii 'he gaudy dress fancied m< .': ine ; The Lord shall be my righteousness, The Lord for ever mine. J 07 . n CVI. 8. r. NeVrdir. >wo?j, or the City of God, DLi:ST 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 Over self to reign as kings; And as priests. hi> solemn praises Each for a thank-oii'iing brings. Saviour, if of Zion's city I through grace a member am > Let the world deride or pity, J will glory in thy name : Fading is the worldling's pleasure, All his boasted pomp and show ; Solid joys and lasting treasures, None but Zion's children know. HYMN CVII. 8s. Newton. 'For the A\w Fear — Time how swift, "\\rillLE with ceaseless course the sua ' * Masted through the former year. Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here : Fix'd in an eternal stale, They have done with all below; We a little longer wait, But how little— none can know. As the winged arrow Bjes, Speedily the mark to find : As ihe lightening from the skies, Darts and leaves no trace behind j Swiftly thus our freeting nays Bear us down life's rapid stream : 108 Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is but a dream. £ Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew, Teach us, henceforth, how to live With eternity in view : Bless thy word to young and old, Fill us with a Saviour's love ; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. HYMN CVIII. C. M. Newton. New-Year — Prayer for a blessing. 1 "iVTOW, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, -^ And make thy glory known ; Now let us all thy presence feel, And soften hearts of stone ! Help us to venture near thy throne, And plead a Saviour's name ; For all that we can call our own, Is vanity and shame. 3 From all the guilt of former sin May mercy set us free ; And let the year we now begin, Begin and end with thee. 4 Send down thy spirit from above, That saints may love thee more j And sinners now may learn to love ? Who never lov'd before. 5 And when before thee we appear, In our eternal home, >!ay growing numbers worship here. And praise thee in our room. 100 110 HYMN CIX. CM. Cowra£ The light and glory of the worth*. 1 HPIIE spirit breathes upon the word -■- And brings the truth (o sight: Precepts and promise* afford A sanctifying light. 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun ; It gives a light to evi i v age, It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heal; His truths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thankr.be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heav'niy day. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him Hove; Till glory breaks upon my view Jn brighter worlds above. HYMN CX. L. M. Newtox. Jit farting, 1 A S the sun's enlivening eye ^*- Shines on ev'ry place the same ; So the Lord is always nigh To the souls that Jove his name. 2 For a season call'J to part, Let us then ourselves commend To the gracious eye and heart Of our ever present Friend. Ill 3 Jesus, hear our humble pray'r, Tender shepherd of thy sheep ! Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep. t In thy strength may we be strong. Sweeten every cross and pain j Give us, if we live, ere long, Here to meet in peace again. HYMN CXI. L. M. Cowpes. The Christian, 1 "LTONOR and happiness unite •*--*■ To make the Christian's name a praise ? How fair the scene, how clear the light, That Alls the remnant of his days ! 2 A kingly character he bears, No change his priestly office knows. Unfading is the crown he wears, His joys can never reach a close. 3 AdornM with glory from on high, Salvation shines upon his face t His robe is of th' etherial dye, His steps are dignity and grace. 4 Inferior honors he disdains, Nor stoops to take applause from earth j The king of kings himself maintains Th' expenses of his heavenly birth. 5 The noblest creatures seen below, Ordain'd to fill a throne above ; God gives him all he can bestow, His kingdom of eternal love ! 3 My soul is ravish'd at the thought! Methinks from earth I see him rise ; Angels congratulate his lot, And shout him welcome to the skies ^ I 112 113 HYMN CXHi CM. Cowpeu Lively hope ami gracious feat: WAS agrov'ling creature once, And basely cleavM to earth ; I wanted spirit to renounce The cloci that gave me birth. 2 But God has breath'd upon a wonc, And sent me, from above, Wings such as clothe an angel's form. The wings of joy and love. 3 With these to Pisgah's top I fly, And there delighted stand : To view beneath a shining sky, The spacious promis'd land. 4 The Lord of all the vast domain, Has promis'd it to me : The length and breadth of all the plain., As far as faith can see. 5 How glorious is my privilege ! To thee for help I call ; I stand upon a mountain's edge, O save me, lest I fall ! 6 Though much exalted in the Loru^ My strength is not my own : Then let me tremble at his word, And none shall cast me down. HYMN CXIII. C M. Newton, Old things are passed away. i 1 " ET wordly minds the world pursue* -" It has no charms for mej Once I admir'd its trifles too, But grace has set me free. lit. Its pleasures now no longer please, No more content afford : Far from my heart be joys like these, Now I have seen the Lord. 3 As by the light of op'ning day The stars are all eooeeal'd ; So earthly pleasures fade away, When Jesus is reveal'd. 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, I hid thein all depart ; His name, and love, and gracious voice, Have iixM my roving heart. 5 Now, Lord, I would he thine alone, And holy live to thee ; But may I hope that thou wilt own A worthless worm like me ? 5 Yes ! tho ? of sinners I'm the worst, I cannot doubt thy will ; For if thou hadst not lovM me first I had refus'd thee still. IIYxMN CXIV. L. M. Cowper. Hatred of sin. 1 XXOLY Lord Go3 ! I love thy truth, -*--*- Nor dare thy least commandment slight { Yet piere'd by sin, the serpent's tooth, I mourn the anguish of the bite. 2 But though the poison lurks within, Hope bids me still with patience wait ; Till death shall set me free from sin, Free from the only thing I hate. 3 Had I a throne above the rest, Where angels and arch-angels dwell ; One sin, unslain, within my breast, Would make that bcayn as dark as helL 4 Tlie piis'ner sent to breathe fresh air, And bless'd with liberty again, Would mourn were he condemned to wear. One link of all his former chain. 5 But O ! no foe invades the bliss, When glory crowns the christian's head 3 One view of Jesus as he is, Will strike all sin forever dead. HYMN CXV. L. M. Cowper. The narrow way. 1 "flT II AT thousands never knew the road I '* What thousands hate it when His known ? None but the chosen tribes of God, Will seek or choose it for their own, 2 A thousand ways in ruin end, One only leads tojo\s on high; By that my willing steps ascend, Pleas'd with a journey to the sky. 3 No more I ask or hope to find, Delight or happiness below ; Sorrow may well possess the mind That feeds where thorns and thistles grow. 4 The joy that fades is not for me, I seek immortal joys above; There glory, without end, shall be The bright reward of faith and love. 5 Cleave to the world ye sordid worms; Contented lick your native dust; But God shall fight, with all his storms, Against the idol of your trust. 116 117 HYMN CXVI. L. M. Cowper. Grace and providence. \ LMIGHTY King ! whose wond'rous ^-^ hand ! Supports the weight of sea and land; Whose grace is such a boundless store, No heart shall break that sighs for more. Thy providence supplies my food, And 'tis thy blessing makes it good, My soul is nourish'd by thy word, Let soul and body prise the Lord. My streams of outward comfort came From him who built this earthly frame 5 Whate'er I want his bounty gives, By whom my soul for ever lives. Either his hand preserves from pain, Or, if I feci it, heals again ; From Satan's malice shields my breast, Or over-rules it for the best. Forgive the song that falls so low, Beneath the gratitude I owe ! It mean's thy praise, however poor, An angel's song can do no more. HYMN CXVII. 8, 7. Newton. After sermon. 2 Cor. xiii. 14. "Ji/T \Y the grace of Christ our Saviour -L^-*- And the Father's boundless love, With the holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us from above ! Thus may we abide in union With each other and the Lord 5 And possess, in sweet communion, • Joys which earth canuot afiwd 118 119 HYMN CXYIII. 8, 8, 6. For Good Friday. 1 a*T»IS finished," the Redeemer sa J- And meekly bow'd his dying head; O wnnd'roas loving pain ! Come, sinners, and mark well the word; Their view the eonquests of our Lord, Complete for helpiess mini. 2 Finish'd the righteousness of grace, Finish'd the pain that bought our peace ; The sinners debt is pair' ; Accusing law cancelul by blood, And wrath of an offended God In sweet oblivion laid. . Who now shall urge a second claim? The law no longer can condemn, Faith a release can shew ■ Justice itself a friend appears, The prison-house a whisper hears, Loose him, and let him go. -1? O unbelief, injurious bar ! Source of tormenting fruitless fear, "Why dost thou )et reply r Where'er thy loud objections fall, 'T Is finish'd, still may answer all, And silence ev'ry cry. HYMN CXIX. L. M. The Jubilee. CAPTAIN of thine enlisted host, Display thy glorious banner high ; The summons send from coast to coast, And call a num'rous army nigh. 3 A solemn jubilee proclaim, Proclaim the great Sabbatic day \ * 120 Hi Assert (he glories of thy name, Spoil Satan of his wisird for prey f y Bid, bid thy heralds publish loud The peaceful blessings of thy reign : And when they speak of sprinkling blood. The mystTy to the heart explain. 4 Fight for thyself, O Jesus, fight, The travail of thy soul regain, Before the blind make darkness light, And crooked paths do thou make plaiar HYMN CXX. CM. Waiting Faith. 1 ^T^rlE saints should never be disinay ? d s -*- Nor sink in hopeless fear; For when they least expect his aid, The Saviour will appear. 2 Blest proofs of pow'r and grace divine Are taught us in his word! May ev'ry deep-felt care of mine Be trusted with the Lord. 3 Wait for his seasonable aid, And tho' it tarry, wait : The promise may be long delay'd, But cannot come too late- HYMN CXXL C. M. Resignation. 1 ^UBMJ$SlVE to thy will, my God, ^ I all to thee resign. And bow before thy chast'ning rod ? I mourn, bat not repine. 2 Why should my foolish heart complain^ Where wisdom, truth, and love, Direct the stroke^ inflict the paim And point to rest above ? 122 123 S How short arc all my sulT'rinj Ilotf needful every cross ! A vaunt thou unbelieving fear, Nor call my gain, my loss. 4 Then give, dear Lord, or take away, I'll bless thy sacred name; My Jesus, yesterday, tc-d v, For ever is the same. HYMN CXXI1. 8& Fur Good Friday. 1 2TPIS done, the atoning work is done \ -*- Jesus, the world's Redeemer, dies ; All nature i^els th' important groan Loud echoing thro' earth and skies; The earth Joth to her centre quake, And heav'n as hell's deep gloom is black- 2 The temple's vei! is rent in twain, While Jesus meekly bows his head; The rocks resent his mortal pain, The yawning craves give up their dead : The bodies of the saints arise, Reviving as their Saviour dies. 3 And shall we not his death partake, ■ In sympathetic anguish groan ? O Saviour ! let thy passion shake Our earth, and rend our hearts of stone To second life our souls restore, And wake us that we sleep no more. HYMN CXXIII. C. M. Let thy presence go with me. I "TJEATH cannot make my soul afraid, *^ If God be with me there; H 2 124 Soft is the passage througn the shade. And all the prospect fair. 2 Jesus, the vision of thy face Hath overpow'ring charms : Scarce shall I fee) death's cold embrace, If Christ be in my arms 3 There everlasting spring abides, And never with'ring flow'rs : Death, like a narrow stream, divides The heav'nly land from ours. 4 Sv^eet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dress'd in living green : So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan roll'd between! 5 O could I make my fears remove These gloomy fears that 1 rise ; And see the Canaan, which I love, With unbeclouded eyes ! 6 Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms, I would forget to breathe, And lose my life amidst the charms Of so divine a death. HYMN CXXIV. L. M. H. K. White. In Heaven we shall be purified, so as to be abh to endure the splendors of the Deity. \ 4 WAKE, sweet harp of Judah. wake, -^- Retime thy strings for Jesus' sake j We sing the Saviour of our race, The Lamb, our shield, and hiding-place. J2 When God's right arm is bard for war, And ihum • rs clothe his cloudy car, Where, where, oh where shall man ltiirc, To 'scape the horrors of his ire? 123 3 'Tis he, the. Lamb, to him we fly, lie the dread tempest passes by, G i lees bis Well-beloved's luce, A i spares us in our hiding place. 4 Thai while we dwell in this low scene, The Lamb is our unfailing screen ; To him, though guilty, still we run, And Gud still spares us for bis Son. 5 \ v lile yet we sojourn here below, Pollutions still our hearts overflow ; Fallen, abject, mean, sentenced race, We deeply need a hiding place. 6 Yet courage—days and years will glide, And we shall lav these clods aside; Shall be baptiz'd in Jordan's flood, And wash'd in Jesus' cleansing blood. 7 Then pure, immortal, sinless, freed, We througli the Lamb shall be decreed; Shall meet the father face to face, And need no more a hiding place. HYMN CXXV. C. M. H. K. Whitje For Family Worship. i f~\ LORD, another day is flown, - ( ^-J And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fostering hand. 2 And wilt thon bend a listening ear, To praises low as ours ? Thou wilt ! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours. 3 And Jesus, thou thy smiles will deign, As we before thee pray ; For thou didst bless the infant train, And we arc Jess than they. ±2G O let thy grace perform its part, An I let contention cease; And shed abroad in every heart Thine everlasting peace ! Thus cbasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led ; The Sun of holiness shall shine In glory on our head. And thou wilt turn our wand'ring feet, And thou wilt bless our way ; 'Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet The dawn of lasting day. HYMN CXXVI. L. M. U.K. White. The Star cf Bethlehem. \\7TIEN marshall'd on the nightly plain, * The glitt'ring 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 every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the star of Bethlehem. Once on the raging seas 1 rod?, Tlie Storm was loud — the night was dark* The ocean yawird — and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze, Deaihstruck, I ceas'd the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose, It was the stai of Bethlehem. It was my guide, my light, my all, It bade my nark forebodings eease ; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It ieU we to the port of peace. 127 128 ? Now safely moor'd — my peri Is o'er, I'll sing, fust in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The star ! — the star of Bethlehem ! HYMN CXXVII. L. M. H. K. White. The Penitent's Trayer. \ f\ LORD, my God. in mercy turn, ^^ In mercy hear a sinner mourn ? To thee 1 call, to thee I cry, leave me, leave me not to die I 2 I strove against thee, Lord, I know, 1 spurird thy grace, I mock'd thy lairg The hour is past — the day's gone by, And 1 am left alone to die. 3 O pleasures past, what are ye now But thorns about my bleeding brow? Spectres that hover round my braim, And aggravate and mock my pain. 1 For pleasure I have gi\en my soul, Now justice, let thy thunders roll ! Kow vengeance smile — and with a blow Lay the rebellious ingrate low. I Jesus, Jesus ! there Fll cling, I'll crowd beneath his sheltering wing; I'll clasp the cross, and holding there, Even me, oh bliss ! — his wrath may spare ! HYMN CXXVIII. 8, 7, 8. The Second Advent. 1 TJTTC comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe, ■"- The seventh trumpet speaks him near His lightnings flash, his thunders roll, * He's vcIcoimc, to the faithful sou 1 -; i ^ pic, welcome, welcome, welcome^ Welcome to (lie faithful soul. I rom heav'n angelic voices sound, See the Almighty Jesus crown'd ! Girt with omnipotence and grace, .And glory decks the Saviour's face ! Glory, glory, glory, glory, Glory decks the Saviour's face. Descending on his azure throne, He claims the kingdoms for his own : The kingdoms all obey his word, .And hail him their triumphant Lord ! Hail him, hail him, hail him, hail him, Hail him, their triumphant Lord ! Shout all the people of the sky, And all the saints of the Most High : Our God, who now his right obtains, For ever and for ever reigns : Ever, ever, ever, ever, Ever, and for ever reigns. The Father praise, the Son adore, The Spirit bless for evermore : Salvation's glorious wor|g(s done, We welcome Thee, great Three in One! Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, Welcome Th.ee, great Three in One. HYMN CXXIX. 8, 7, 4. The. same. ] ! he comes with clouds descending, favor'd sinners slain ! sand, Th attending, il the triumph of his train : Hallelujah ! Go. on eai th again ! £38 2 EvYv - Rob'cl in dreadful n Those who se( al Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tr< Deeply wailing, ill the true Messiah see. 3 The dear tokens of his ling bodj Cause of endless exii : To his ransom'd worshippers; Gaze we on those scars ! 4 Yea amen, let all adore thee. High on thine eternal throne; Saviour take the pow*r and giory, Claim the kingdoms for tliine own, Jaii. Jehovah ! Ever'asVng God, come down I HYMN CXXX. L. M. Following Christ. 1 TESUS, my aifeto heav'n is gone, ** lie whom I n^my hopes upon 3 His traek I see, and Til pursue The narrow way, till him I view. ii The way the. holy prophets went, The way that leads from banishment; The King's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 3 No stranger may proceed therein, over of the world and sin ; No lion, uo devouring care, ^"0 sin, nor sonjow shall be 131 Tliis is the way I long had sought; And mourn'd because I found it not j My grief a burden long had been, Opprest with unbelief and sin. The more I strove against their pow'iy I sinn'd and stumbled but the more, Till late I heard my Saviour say, " Come hither, soul, I am the way." Lo ! glad I come, and thou blest Lamb. Shalt take me to thee as I am : Nothing but sin I thee can give — Nothing but love shall I receive. Then will T tell to sinners round, What a dear Saviour I have found; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, Behold the way to God ? HYMN CXXXT. C. M. Imputed Righteousness. T7V\IR as the moon my robes appear, -*- Whiles graces are my dress : Clear as the sun, while found to wear My Saviour's righteousness. My moon-like graces, changing much, Are soil'd with many a spot ; My sun-like glory is not such — My Saviour changes not. In him array'd, my robes of light The morning rays outshine : The stars of heav'n are not so bright, Nor angels half so fine. Tho' hellish smoke my duties stain, And sin deform me quite ; The Wood of Jesus makes me clean, And his ej}edience ; white- 132 Then let the law in rigor stand, And lor pcriectiou call :' My Lord discharg'd the whole demand, My surety paid it all. Let evVy high self-righteous thought Be utterly cast down : Free-grace alone the work hath wrought}' And grace shall wear the crown. O may T practically show My inrrest in that grace ! Be all I am, and have, and do, Devoted to thy praise ! HYMN CXXXII. C. ML Absence from God. /^V THOU, whose tender mercy hears ^^ Contrition's humble cry ; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye : See, low before thy throne of grace, A wretched wand'rer mourn ! Thyself hast bid me seek thy face ; Thyself hast said, Return. And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet? Thy word of promise cannot fail, My tow'r of safe retreat. . xVbsent from thee, my guide, my light, Without one cheering ray ; Through dangers, fears, and gloomy nigh^ How desolate my way ! ; O shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ; 1 133 13i< 135 And let thy Spirit's voice impart ! A taste of joy divine ! HYMN CXXXIIT. L. M. Psalm cxiii. 5. Tj^ROM all that dwell below the skies ■*- Let the Creators praise arise ! Let the Redeemer's name be sung Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. Eternal are thy mercies, Lord, Eternal truths attend thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shoie to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more ! HYMN CXXXIV. CM. Jfter Sermon. 1 C^ALVATION ! O the jjbufoftil sound ! ^ What pleasure to our ear's .' A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Salvation! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound .' 3 Salvation ! O thou bleeding Lamb, To thee the praise belongs; Salvation shall inspire oui hearts, And dwell upon our tongues. HYMN CXXXV. CM. Praise to Jesas Christ. * /^OME, let us join our cheerful songs ^-^ With angels round the throne; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues. J^tit all their joys are one. 136 irthy the Lamb tot died, they cry. I'.. be exalted thus ' Worth) the Lamb, our hearts reply, For he i for us .' J Jesus is worthy to rect nor and pow'r divine; A nore than we can give. . Lord, for ever thi 4 The whole creation join in one 'I o ; Of him t'; r ii siis upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. HYMN CXXXVI L.M. For a blessing on orJi.ntnces. 1 I1ELOVED Saviour, faithful Friend -*-* The joy of all thy cross's train 5 In mercy to our aid descend Or else we worship thee in vain ; 2 In vain we meet to sing and pray, If Christ his influence withold ; Our heaits remain as cold as c ! av. Till we our God by faith behold. 3 Then let us feel tiiy healing beams, And view thy reconciled face ; Yea, prove thy presence in these means To bless a vile and helpless race. 4 Here manifest thyself in peace — Thy faithful merries now make known ; Oli ! breathe on us a gale of grace ; And send the cheering blessing down ! 5 We gladly for thy coming wait, Seekin.q to know thee as thou art 5 We bow as sinners at thy feet, And bid thee welcome to our hear*. 437 1SS HYMN CXXXVII. 8,7,*, Easter. 1 TTPRISING from the darksome tomb, **^ See the victorious Jesus come ! Th' Almighty Pris'ner quits the pris'n; And angels tell the Lord is ris'n. Angels, angels, angels, angels, angels, tell the Lord is ris'n. *2 Ye guilty souls that groan and grieve, Hear the glad tidings, hear and live 5 God's righteous law is satisfied ; And justice now is on your side. Justice, justice, &c. 4J Your surety, thus released by God, Pleads the rich ransom of his blood. No new demand, no bar remains; But mercy now triumphant reigns. Mercy, mercy, &c. 4 Believers, hail your rising head, The First-begotten from the dead, Your resurrection's sure, thro' His, To endless life, and boundless bliss. Endless, endless, &c. HYMN CXXXVIII. S. M, Christ our Sacrifice. 1 ]V 0T a11 tlie blood of beaJ > ts -^ On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain : 2 But Christ, the lieav'nly Lamb, Takes all our sins away : A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood than they. 139 9 My faith would lay its hand On that dear head of thine f When like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. I My soul looks back to fee Tne burden thou didst bear, "When ! anging on the accursed tree j And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; AW- bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. HYMN C XXXIX. C. M. Exhortation to praise the Lord. 1 ^ING to the Lord, Jehovah's name, ^ And in his strength rejoice; When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. J With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honor sing; The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand : He fix'd the seas what bounds to keep, And where the hills n usl stand. I Come, and with humble souls adore. Come kneel before his fa< O may the creatures of his pow'r Be children of his grace I I 2 liO 1*1 HYMN CXL. C. M. Praise to Jesus Christ. \ pLUNG'D in a gulph of dark despair, ■*- We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful heam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of grace Etheld our helpless grief: He saw, and (Oh amazing love i) He came to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above. With joyful haste he fled : Enter'd the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 O ! for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak ! 5 Angels assist our mighty joys ! Strike all your harps of gold : But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. HYMN CXLI. CM. The reign of Grace, 1 TJAPPY the heart, where graces reign -*--*• Where love inspires the breast? Love is the brightest of the train, And perfects all the rest. 5 Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear: Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, It love be absent there. 1*2 "3 This is the grace that lives and sin. When faith and hope slmll cease: 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings in the sweet realms oi" bliss. 4 When joinM to that harmonious throng That tills the choirs above, Then shall we tune our golden harps, And ev'ry note be love. HYMN CXLIL 8, 8, 8. Watts. Praise. 1 T'LL praise my Maker with my breath, -*- And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; he made the sky, And earth and seas, with all their train j His truth for ever stands secure : He saves the opprest, he feeds the poor ; And none shall find his promise vain. 3 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind — The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 4 He loves his saints — he knows them well. But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns. Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age, In this exalted work engage; Praise him in everlasting strains. Ii3 14* HYMN CXLIII. 8,7. ] Come Lord Jesus. ± £ iOME, thou long expected Jesus, ^-^ Born to set thy people free ; From our fears and sins release us } Let us find our rest in thee ! Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the earth thou art; Dear desire of ev'ry nation, Joy of ev'ry longing heart. 2 Corn, thy people to deliver, Born a child, and yet a King, Born to reign in us for ever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring J By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-surficient merit. Raise us to thy glorious throne ! HYMN CXLIV. C. M. Faith's review and expectations. i A MAZING Grace ! (how sweet the sound) *** That sav'd a wretch like me ! I once was lost, but now am found ; Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears reliev'd ; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believ'd ! 3 Thro' many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come ; *Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 145 ii6 \ ITes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease; I sjiall possess, within the veil, A Ufe oi'joy and peace. HYMN CXLV. L. M. The Christian's race i 4 WAKE our souls, (away our fenr*, -^- Let ev'iy trembling thought be gone'j Awake, and run the heavY.lv race, And put a cheerful courage on. 1 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint: But they forget the mighty God, That feeds the strength of ev'ry saint. 3 The mighty God, whose matchless pow'r Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a 'pty* While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop and cue. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, Weil mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road. HXMN CXLVI. 8s. Invitation to Christ. ] O WF.ET as the shepherd's tuneful reed ^ From Sion's mount 1 heard the sound ; Gay sprang the How 'rets of the mead, And gladden'd nature smil'd around. The voice of peace salutes mine ear; Christ's lovely voice perfumes the air. Ii7 Fence, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught these rocks the note of woe ; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow. Behold, the precious halm is found, Which lulls thy pain, which heals thy wound. Come, freely come, by sin opprest, Unburtheu here thy weighty load, Here find thy refuge, and thy rest, Safe on the bosom of thy God. Thy God's thy Saviour, glorious word ! That sheaths th' avenger's glitt'ring sword. As spring the winter, day the night, Peace, sorrows gloom shall chase away ; And smiling joy, a seraph bright. Shall tend thy steps, and near thee stay, Whilst glory weaves th' immortal crown, And waits to claim thee for her own. HYMN CXLV1I. C. M, Christ's compassion. WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. Touch'd with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mead, For he has felt the same. He in the days of feeble flesh Pour'd out his cries and tears, And in his measure feels afresh What ev'ry member bears. He'll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame ; Tiie bruised reed he never breaks^ Nor scorns the meanest name. us n$ Then let our humble faith add \[\s mere} and his power ; V e E iv'rine grace In th< ing hour. HYMN CXLVIU. L. M. .7 propitious t zale longed for. AT anchor laid, remote from home, Toiling, I cry, sweet Spirit, come .' se, no longer slay, But swell my sails, and speed my way ! Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, And loose ray cable from below : But I can only spread my sail, Thou, thou, must breathe tlf auspicious gale ! HYMN CXLIX. 7s. Come and welcome. T^ROM the cross uplifted high, -■- When the Saviour deigns to die. What melodious sounds 1 hear ! Bursting on my ravisb'd ear. Lose's redeeming work is done. Come and welcome, sinner come. Sprinkled now with blood the throne. Why beneath thy burdens groan ? On my piere'd body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid. Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, Come and welcome, sinner come. i Spread for thee the festal board, See with richest dainties stor'd ; To thy Father's bosom prest, Yet again a child contest; Never from his house to roam, Come and welcome, sinner come. 150 lot Soon .the days of life shall end, I ,ome your Saviour, Friend, -/our spirits to convey the ivnlms of endless day; Jp to my eternal home, Come and welcome, sinner come. HYMN CL. C. M. Christ Lord of Ml. \ LL hail ! the great Immanuel's name . ■£*- Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of All. Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre, And as they tune it, fall Before his face who tunes their choir, And crown him Lord of All. Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod. And crown him Lord of All. Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget. The wormwood and the gall, Go spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of All. Let ev'ry tribe, and ev'ry tongue, That bound creation's ball, Now shout, in universsal song, The crowned Lord of All. HYMN CLI. P. M. Adoration. HP HIS Ged is the God we adore, -*- Our faithful unchangeable Friend , Whose love is as large as his pow'r, And neither knows measure nor end 153 153 i . (etOS, the First ami the Last. Whose spirit shall guide us sale home.; We'll praise trim for all that is past. Ami trust him for all that's to come. HYMN CLH. Pope. The dying Christian. \ TTITAL spark of heav'nly flame, * Quit, oh quit this mortal frame; Trembling, hoping, liiiafrinjr, flying, Oli the pain the bliss of dying : Cease fond nature, cease thy strife, And Jet me languish into life. 2 Hark, they whisper I angels say, (i 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 ? G The world recedes, it disappears ; Heav'n opens on my eyes, my ears With sound seraphic ring; Lend, lend your wings, I mount, I fly ^ O grave, where is thy victory ? O tleath, where is thy sting ? HYMN CLIII G. ftt Ji blessed Gospel. 1 "DLEST are the souls that hear and kaovy ■*-* The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the paths they go 3 And light their steps surround, 3 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, Thro' their Redeemer's naipe j. B 154 155 His righteousness exalts llieir hope. Nor satan dares condemn. The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives I HYMN CLIV. L. M. Watts. Original sin, or the first and second Adam, A DAM, our father and our head "*"** trausgress'd, and justice doom'd us d ead The fiery laws speaks all despair, There's no reprieve^ no pardon there. But O ! unutterable grace, Th' eternal Son takes Adam's place ; Down to the world the Saviour flies, Suffers our curse, and groans and dies. O, the compassion of our God, To pay our debts with heav'nly blood! Our utmost penalties he bore ; Justice itself could ask no more. We bless the dear incarnate Son, And sing the glories he hath won ; With loudest notes we join to tell The wonders he perforra'd so welL Triumph and reign, victorious Lord, By all thy flaming host* ador'd ; Take the reward of all thy pains, And bind the monster Sin in chains. HYMN CLV. L. M. For Good Friday. "VUHEN I survey the wondrous cross, ' Y Oft whisk the P* iace of Glory died, 156 157 TVIy richest gain T count but lo?s, And pour contempt on all my pride ~ Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my Gtfd ; All the vain tilings that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled (-own : Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realms of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine. Demands my soul, my life, my all. HYMN CLVI. 7s. Easter Hymn. ". TESUS Christ is ris'n to-day, Hallelujah, ** Our triumphant holy-day, Hallelujah, Who so lately on the cross, Hallelujah, SurTerM to redeem our loss, Hallelujah. 2 flymns of praise then let us sing, Unto Christ our heav'nly king, Who endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. Hallelujah. 3 But the anguish he endur'd, Our salvation hath procur'd ; Now he reigns above the sky, Where the angels ever cry, Hallelujah. HYMN CLVIL CM. Rmox. Jldvent — The coming and office of Christ. Luke iv. 18, 19. i TTARK the glad sound, the Saviour comes **■■*■ The Saviour promis'd long ' 158 Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 23 On him the spirit largely pour'd, Exerts his sacred lire ; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love* His holy breast ins p ire. <5 He comes, the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held, The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray ; And on the eyes oppress'd with night. To pour celestial day. 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind^ The bleeding soul lo cure. And with the treasures of his grace, T J enrich the humble poor. 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. HYMN CLVIII. S. M. Watis. T&pipkany — The blessedness of Gospel times; ov the Revelation of Christ to Jews and Gen- tiles. Isa. v. 2, 7 — 10. Matt. xiii. 16, 17. 1 XJTOW beauteous are their feet -"-A Who stand on Zion's hill; Who bring Salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice I How sweet their tidings are ? ** Zion, behold thy Saviour-King, " He reigns and triumphs here." 159 How happv are our oars That bear n-is joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found. How bles " Ye everlasting doors give way ! i<;i u \\ no is tlic King of Glory, who?" The Lonl of boundless power pi T ic King of saints and angels too, O God over all, for ever blest ! HYMN CLXI. L. M. The TenUetU's supplication. IIOU that hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my on mes before thee lie. Behold them not with angry look, But blot their ineinYy from thy book. Create my nature pure within, \nd form my soul averse to sin : Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banis.Yii from thy sight: Thine holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, Thy help and comfort still afford : And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. A broken heart, my God, my King ; Is all the sacrifice 1 bring ; The God of Grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dieadful sentence just ; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye ; And save the soul condemned to die. Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace | 162 163 I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. i O may thy love inspire my tongue, Salvation shall be all my song ; And all my pow'rs shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. HYMN CLXII. C. M. Steele. Penitential. Jer. iii. 22. Hos. xiv. 4. 1 TTOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart -*--*- Has wander'd from the Lord ! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word ! 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls, a Return j" Dear Lord, and may I come? My vile ingratitude I mourn; O take the wanderer home ? 3 And canst thou, wilt thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove? And shall apardon'd rebel live To speak thy wondrous love ? 4 Almighty grace, thy healing pow'r, How glorious, how divine ! That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine. 5 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, 1 adore ; O keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. HYMN CLXIII. L. M. Rippon's Sel. The Pool of Bethesda. John v. 2—4. i fJOW long, thou faithful God, shall I ■*■-*• Here in thy ways forgotten lie? 161 When shall the means of healing be The channels of thy grace to m liners on every side step in, And wash away their pain and sin ; But I, an helpless sin-sick soul, ill lie expiring at the pool. 3 Thou cov'nant-angel, swift come down, To-day thine own appointments crown . Thy pow'r into the means infuse, And give them now their saered use. 4 Thou seest me lying at the pool, I would, thou know'st I would be whole > let the troubled waters move, And minister thy healing love. HYxMX CLXIV. L. M. Wesley. Penitential. i f\ THAT my load of sin were gone ! " O that I could at last submit, At Jesus's feet to lay it down ! To lay my soul at Jesus's feet. 2 Host for my soul I long to find : Saviour "of all, if mine thou art, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thy image on my heart. 3 Break oft' the yoke of in-bred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; 1 cannot rest, till pure within, Till I am nn holly lost in thee. 4- Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all stain'd with hallow*d blood. The labor of thy dying love. 165 I would, but thou must give the pow'r ; My heart from every sin release; Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, And fill me with thy perfect peace. 6 Come, Lord, the drooping spirit cheer, Nor let thy chariot wheels delay ; Appear in my poor heart, appear ; My God, my Saviour, come away ! HYMN CLXV. C. M. The necessity of renewing grace. 1 trOVV" helpless guilty nature lies, ■*-■*■ Unconscious of its load ! The heart unchanged can never rise To happiness and God. 2 The will perverse, the passions blind, In paths of ruin stray ; Reason debas'd can never find The safe, the narrow way. 3 Can aught beneath a powV divine, The stubborn will subdue? ? Tis thine, almighty Saviour, thine To form the heart anew. 4 'Tis thine the passions to recall, And upwards bid them rise ; And make the scales of error fall From reason's darkenM eyes. 5 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live ! A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 'Tis thine alone to give. 6 O change these wretched hearts of our.^ And ^ive them life divine I 16G 1C7 i hen shall our passions and our pov Almighty Lord, be thine. HYMN CLXVI. C. iM. Watchfulness and prayer. Mat. .xxvi. 4 1 . 1 \ LAS, what hourly dangers rise ! -^*~ What snares beset my way ! To heaven, O let me lift my eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain. And melt in flowing tears ! My weak resistance, an, how vain ! How strong my foes and fears ! 3 O gracious God, in whom 1 lise, My feeble efforts aid ! Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope. When foes and fears prevail j And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart; Or lure my feet aside, My God, thy pow'rful aid impart, My guardian and my guide. 6 O keep me in thy heav'nly way, And bid the tempter flee ; And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. HYMN CLXVII. C. M. The joys of Heaven. \ /^(OME, Lord, and warm each languid ^ Inspire each lifeless tongue j [heart; 16S And let the joys of heaven impart Their influence to our song. 2 Sorrow, and pain, and every care, And discord there shall cease ; And perfect joy, and love sincere, Adorn the realms of peace. 3 The soul from sin for ever free, Shall mourn its power no more; Cut, clothed in spotless purity, Redeeming love adore. 4 There, on a throne, (how dazzling bright!) Th' exalted Saviour shines ; And beams ineffable delight On all the heavenly minds. 5 There shall the followers of the Lamb Join in immortal songs ; And endless honors to his name, Employ their tuneful tongues. 6 Lord, tune our hearts to praise and love, Our feeble notes inspire ; Till in thy blissful courts above, We join th' angelic choir. HYMN CLXVIII. S. M. Watts. Heavenly joy on earth. \ /^OME, we that love the Lord, ^ And let our joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord. And thus surround the throwe. 2 The sorrows of the mind Be banish'd from this place 5 Religion never was designed To make our pleasures le cc 16S S Lei those refuse to sing That never knew our God, But favorites of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 4 The God that rules on high, And thunders when lie please, That rirles upon the stormy sky, And manages the seas : 5 This awful God is ours, Our Father and our love; He shall send down his heavenly powers. To carry us above. 6 There shall we see his face, And never, never sin ; There, from the rivers of his grace, Drink endless pleasures in. 7 Yes, and before we rise To that immortal state, The thoughts of such amazing bliss, Should constant joys create. 8 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow. 9 ThehillofZion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields Or walk the golden streets. 10 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; "We're marching through ImmruuieFs ground. To fair° on high. 169 170 HYMN CLXIX. C. JVf. Time and Eternity. 2 Cor. iv. IS. "OTOW long shall earth's alluring toys ■*-■*■ Detain our hearts and eye*, Regardless of immortal joys, And strangers to the skies ! These transient scenes will soon decay, They fade upon the sight ; And quickly will their brightest day Be lost in endless night. Their brightest day, alas, hovr vain ! With conscious sighs we own ; While clouds of sorrow, care and pain, O'ershade the smiling noon. O could our thoughts and wishes fly Above these gloomy shades, To those bright worlds beyond the sky, Which sorrow ne'er invades ! There joys unseen by mortal eyes, Or reason's feeble ray, In ever blooming prospects rise, Unconscious of decay. Lord, send a beam of light divine, To guide our upward aim I With one reviving touch of thine Our languid hearts inflame. Then shall, on faith's sublimest wing, Our ardent wishes rise To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring Immortal in the skies. HYMN CLXX. C. M. Watts. The Christian's confidence. V\7"HEN I can read my title cleav ~* To mansions m ths sliif,?, L7i ril bid farewell to every fear, An I wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage. And fiery darts be hurFd, Then I can smile ai Satan's rage, And lace a frowning world. 5 Let cares like a wild deluge come, Let storms of sorrow foil ; So I but safely reach my home, My God, my heav'n, my all. 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peacefi.il breast. HYMN CLXXI. L. M. Watts. Inviting — Life the dGy of grace and hope. Eccl. ix. 4— 6, 10. i "1 " IFF is the time to serve the Lord, -^-^ The time t 5 insure the great reward ; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. 2 Life is the hour that God hath giv'n To 'scape from hell, and fly to heav'n ; The day of grace, and mortals may ^ecure the blessings of the day. 3 The living know that they must die ; But ali the dead forgotten lie ; Their mem'ry and their sense is gone, Alike unknowing and unknown. 4 Their hatred and their love is lost, Their envy buried in the dust; They have no share in all that's dons Beneath the circuit of the sua. 172 5 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. 6 There are no acts of pardon passM In the cold grave to which we haste ; But darkness, death, and long despair^ Reign in eternal silence there. HYMN CLXXiF. C, M. Steele. The goodness of God. Nahum i. 7. 1 "V~^ humble souls, approach your God -■- With songs of sacred praise, For he is good, supremely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move $ But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love, 3 He gave his Son, his only Sou, To ransom rebel worms ; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known hi i;s diviner forms. 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, >Tis here our hope relies ; A safe defence, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, The souls who trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward^, With bliss divinely free. 5 Great God, n thy Almighty love, What honors shall we raise ? Not all th- angelic songs above Can render equal praise. 17* HYMN CLXX1II. L, M« Morning Hymn. 1 A WAKE, my soul, and with the sun •*■*- Thy daily course of duty run ; Shake oil' dull sloth, and early rise To pay thy morning sacriiice. 2 Redeem thy misspent time that's past : Live this day. as if 'twere thy last : T' improve thy talents take due care : "Gainst die great day thyself prepare. 3 Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noon-day clear : Think how th' all-seeing God, thy ways And all thy secret thoughts, surveys. ■4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part : Who all night long unwearied sing Glory to thee, eternal King. 6 I wake, I wake, ye heav'nly choir $ May your devotion me inspire : That I like you my age may spend., Like you may on my God attend. 6 May I like you in God delight, Have all day long my God in sight ; Perform like you my Makers will : Oh ! may I never more do ill. ? Glory to tliee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me while I slept ; Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wak£, I may of endless life partake. S Lord, I my vows to thee renew ; Scatter my sins as morning dew ^ V 2 17* €Juard my first spring of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. § Direct, control, suggest this day, Ail i design, or do, or say ; That all my powYs, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 10 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, Praise him, ail creatures here below ; Praise him above, y' angelic host ; Praise Father. Son, and Holy Ghost. HYMN CLXXIV. L. M. Evening Hymn. 1 JtJXORY 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. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ills that 1 this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 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. 4 O may my soul on thee repose, And with sweet sleep mine eye-lids close :. Sleep, that may me more vigorous make. To serve my God, when I awake. 5 When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heav'nly thoughts supply ! Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, No pow'rs of darkness me molest 175 6 Let my blest guardian, while I sleep, Close to my bed his vigils keep ; Divine love into me instil, Stop all the avenues of ill. 7 Thought to thought with my soul converse, Celestial joys to me rehearse, And in my stead, all the night long, Sing to my God a grateful song. 8 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, Praise him all creatines here below ; Praise him above, ye angelic host ; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. HYMN CLXXV. L. M. Watts. Paraphrase of the 100th Psalm. 1 "OEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, -*-* Ye nations, bow with sacred joy 5 Know that the Lord is God alone ; lie can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, 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. 3 We are his people, we his care, Our souls, and all our mortal frame 5 What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name ? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, High as the heaven our voices raise 5 And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise a Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love ; 176 177 Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to mov HYMN CLXXVI. C. M. Steele. Fraise to the Redeemer. 1 npO our Redeemer's glorious name -*- Awake the sacred song ! O may his love (immortal flame !) Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach r What mortal tongue display ? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. 3 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 ? 4 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee ; May every heart with rapture say, f The Saviour died for me." 5 may the sweet, the blissful thenre Fill every heart and tongue ; Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. HYMN CLXXVII. L. M. Watts, Communion with Christ. 1 npO Jesus, our exalted Lord, -■- That name, in heav'n and earth ador'd^ Fain would our hearts and voices raise A cheerful song of sacred praise. 2 But all the notes which mortals know. Are weak, and languishing, ax4 low $ 178 Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues. a Yet, whilst around his board we meet, And worship at his sacred i'eet ; O let our warm affections move, In glad returns of grateful love. 4 Yes, Lord, we love and we adore, But lOng to know and love thee more ; And whilst we taste the bread and wine. Desire to feed on joys divine. 5 Let failli our feeble senses aid, To see thy wond'rous love display'd ; Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 6 Let humble penitential woe, With painful pleasing anguish flow ; And thy forgiving love impart Life, hope, and joy to every heart. HYMN CLXXVIII. S. M. Watts. The Lord's Day. * "Y^ELCOME, sweet day of rest, * * That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes. 2 The King himself comes near To feast his saints to-day ; Here may we sit, and see him here. And love and praise and pray. 3 One day amidst the place Where Jesus is within, Is better than ten thousand days Of pleasure and of sin. ±79 1S0 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, Till it is call'd to soar away To everlasting bliss. HYMN CLXXIX. L. M. Preparation/or Religions Worship. 1 TjWR from my tho'ts, vain world begone, -*- Let my religious hours alone ; From rlesh and sense I would be free, And hold communion, Lord, with thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire, To see thy grace, to taste thy love, And feel thine influence from above. 3 When I can say that God is mine, When lean see thy glories shine, I tread the world beneath my feet, And all that men call rich and great. 4 Send comfort down from thy right hand, To cheer me in this barren land ; And in thy temple let me know The joys that from thy presence flow. HYMN CLXXX. C. M. Thine eyes shall sec the Ring in his beauty. Isaiah xxxiii. 17. 1 G^HOULD nature's charms to please the ^ In sweet assemblage join, [ e y e 9 All nature's charms would drop and die, Jesus, compar'd with thine. 2 Vain were her fairest beams displayed, And vain her blooming store 5 1S1 Her brightness languishes to shade, Her beauty is no more. 3 But ah, how far from mortal sight The Lord of glory dwells ! A veil of interposing night His radiant face conceals. 4, O could my longing spirit rise On strong immortal wing, And reach thy palace in the skies, My Saviour and my King ! 5 There thousands worship at thy feet, And there (divine employ !) The triumphs of thy love repeat, In songs of endless joy. 6 Thy presence beams eternal day, O'er all the blissful place ; "Who would not drop this load of clay, And die to see thy face ? HYMN CLXXXI. C. M. Steele. The excellency and sufficiency of the scriptures* 1 "EjV\THER of mercies! in thy word -*- What endless glory shines ! Forever be thy name ador d For these celestial lines. 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find ; Riches, above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grow? And yields a free repast, Sublimer sweets than nature know? Invite the, iohging-i 9 C 1S2 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice. Spreads heav'nly peace around ; And life, and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound, 5 O may these heav'nly pages be My ever dear delight : And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. G Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou forever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. HYMN CLXXXII. L. M. Ripfon. The seasons crowned with goodness. Psalm Ixv. 1 1. 1 T^TERNAL 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. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole; The sun is taught by thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies. 3 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. 4 Thy hand in autumn richly pours Through all our coast redundant stores; And winters soften'd by thy care, No more the face of horror wear. 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days Demand successive songs of praise \ 183 IS* ; ibe the grateful homage paid, With morning light and evening shad*. i Here in thy house let incense rise, And circling sabhaths bless our eyes, Till to those lofty heights we soar, Where days and years revolve no more. HYMN CLXXXIII. C. M. Watts. A funeral thought. 1 1_T ARK! from the tombs, a mournful sour/' -*--*- My ears attend the cry : <; Ye living men come view the ground " Where you must shortly lie. 2 " Princes this clay must be your bed, " In spite of all your tow'rs ! " The tall, the wise, the reverend head " Must lie as low as ours." 3 Great God ! is this our certain doom ? And are we still secure ? Still walking downward to the tomb ; And yet prepared no more. 4 Grant us the pow'r of quick'ning grace. To fit our souls to fly ; Then when we drop this dying flesh, We'll rise above the sky. HYMN CLXXXIV. 8, 7. A Charity Hymn. 1 T ORD oflife, all praise excelling, *-* Thou, in glory unconfin'd, Deign'st to make thy humble dwelling With the poor of humble mind, 2 As thy lo'-p, through all creation, Beam§ like thy diffusive, light ^ M IS-* 3a the scornM and bumble station^ Shrinks before mine equal sight. 3 Thus thy care, for all providing, Wari»*d thy faithful prophet's tongue $ Who, tlie lot of all deciding, To thy chosen Israel sung : 4 When thy harvest yields thee pleasure, Thou the golden sheaf shah bind 5 To the poor belongs the treasure, Of the scattered ear behind. CHORUS. These thy God ordains to bless The widow and the fatherless. 5 When thine olive plants increasing, Pour their plenty o'er thy plain, Grateful thou shall take the blessing, But not search the bough again. Chorus. These, &c. 6 When thy favor'd vintage flowing, Gladdens thy autumnal scene, Own the bounteous hand bestowing, But thy vines the poor shall glean. Chorus. These, &c. 7 Still we read thy word declaring Mercy, Lord, thine own decree ; Mercy ev'ry sorrow sharing Warms the heart resembling thee* $ Still the orphan and the stranger, Still the widow owns thy care, Screen'd by thee in ev'ry danger, .Heard by thee in ev'ry pray'r. Hallelujah, Smtn, 185 1SS HYMN CLXXXV. L. M. DoDi>i;ir.e,E. M the ordinal i oil or institution of a Minister. J WEATHER of mercies! in thy bouse -*- We pay our homage and our vowd ; Whilst with a grateful heart we snare These pledges of our Saviour's care. 2 The Saviour, when to heav'a he rose, In splendid triumph o'er his foes, Scattered his gifts on men below, And wide his royal bounties flow. 3 Hence sprang tlr Apostle's honor'd name. Sacred beyond heroic fame ; Hence dictates the prophetic sage, And hence the evangelic page. 4 In lower forms to bless our i Pastors from hence and Teachers rise ; W!io, though with feebler rays they shine, Still mark a long extended line. 5 From Christ their varied gifts derive. And, fed by him, their graces live ; Whilst guarded by his potent hand, Amidst the rage of hell they stand. 6 So shall the bright succession run, Through all the courses of the sun ? Whilst unborn churches, by their care, Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 7 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall know The spring whence all these blessings flow \ Pastors and people shout his piaise, Through the Jong round of endless days. HYMN CLXXXVI. L. M. Prayer for Ministers. 1 TCVA.THER of mercies bow ihine ear, *- Attentive to our earnest pray'r ; 157 We plead for those who plead for thee, Successful pleaders may they be. 2 How great their work, how vast their charge: Do thou their anxious souls enlarge ; Their best acquirements are our gain, We share the blessings they obtain. 3 Clothe, then, with energy divine Their words, and let those words be thine j To them thy sacred truth reveal, Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. •1 Teach them to sow the precious seed : Teach them thy chosen flock to feed ; Teach them immortal souls to gain — Souls that will well reward their pain. 5 Let thronging multitudes around, Hear from their lips the joyful sound ; In humble strains thy grace implore, And feel thy new creating pow'r. 6 Let sinners break their massy chains, Distressed souls forget their pains ; Let light through distant realms be spread. And Zion rear her drooping head. HYMN CLXXVII. CM. Watts. Unfruitfulness lamented. 1 T ONG have we sat beneath the sound ■*-^ Of thy salvation, Lord : But still how weak our faith is found, And knowledge of thy word ! 2 Oft we frequent thine holy place, Yet heat almost in vain : How small a portion of thy grace Do our false hearts retain T 13S I {few ceM and feeble isourle* How aegligenl oi:r fear ! How low our hope of joys above ! How lew affections there ! 4 Great God ! tliy sovereign aid irapa To give thy uord success; Write thy salvation on each heart, And make us learn .thy grace. 5 Shew our forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on Inch ; Where knowledge grows without do; And love shall never die. HYMN CLXXXVHL CM. Furbiarciucc cf God. 1 A ND are we wretches yet alive ? -^*- And do we yet rebel ? ? Tis boundless, 'tis amazing love, That bears us up from hell. 2 The burden of our weighty guilt, Would sink us down to flames ; While threatening vengeance rolls above, To crush our feebb frames. 3 Almighty goodness cries, u Forbear/' Arid strait tiie thunder stays : And dare we now provoke his wrath, And weary out his grace ? 4 Lord, we have long abus'd thy love, Too long iudulg'd our sin ; O that our hearts may bleed, to see What rebels we have been. 5 No more, our lusts, may ye commaadj No more may we obey j U 2 183 190 Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand, And drive our foes away. HYMN CLXXXIX. 8,7. Frayer for more Light and Grace. Isa. ix. 2. 1 T IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling -" Borders on the shades of death, Come, and by thyself revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath : Light of Life, and Light's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise ; Scatt'ring all the night of nature, Pouring eye-sight on our eyes. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing, Life and joy thy beams impart ; Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor benighted heart ; Come, and manifest the favor Thou hast for the ransom'd race ; Come, thou dear exalted Saviour, Come, and bring the gospel-grace £ 3 Save us in thy great compassion, O thou mild pacific Prince ! Give the knowledge of salvation, Give the pardon of our sins. By thine all-restoring merit, Every burthen 'd soul release j Every weary, wand'ring spirit Guide into thy perfect peace. HYMN CXC. L. M. The penitent pardoned. GUILTY and vile, before my God, I dread the vengeance of thy rod ; My sins like lofty mountains grown, Might justly bring thy vengeance dow»* 101 2 Thy justice dreadful glory claims, And bids me sink to endless flames; And while I hear thy thunders roar, I own thy justice, and adore. 3 But there's a throne of grace above, Where Jesus sits, and rules by love : He'll send his grace and mercy down, And all his grace with glory crowa. 4 Jesus, to thee alone I fly ; And wilt thou let a sinner die ? Whilst trusting on thy sacred blood, I seek no other way to God. 5 Thy tender heart will sure forgive, And bid a guilty sinner live ; For all that come thy grace is free. For Saul, and Magdalen, and me. HYMN CXCI. C. M. Watts. God glorious, and sinners saved. 1 TjWTHER, how wide thy glory shines! *■ How high thy wonders rise I Known through the earth by thousand signs, By thousands through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy pow'r> Their motions speak thy will; And on the wings of every hour, We read thy patience still. 3 But when we view thy great design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeauce and compassion join In their divinest forms. 4 Here the whole Deity is known 5 Nor dares a creature guess, 192 Which of the glories brightest shone. The justice, or the grace. 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains ; Bright seraphs chaunt lmmanuel's name, And bring their choicest strains, j G O may I bear some humble part In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. HYMN CXCIL C. M. Christ's Nativity. 1 "O EJOICE, ye sons of men, rejoice, -*-*' And send your fears away ; News from the regions of the skies, Jesus is born to-day ! 2 Jesus, the God whom angels fear, Comes down to dwell on earth ; To-day he makes his entrance here, By a mysterious birth. 3 No gold nor purple swaddling band;. Nor robes of bright array ; A manger for his cradle stands, His softest bed is hay. 4 Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, And see his humble throne ; With tears of joy in ail your eyes, Go, shepherds, " kiss the Son." 5 Glory to God that reigns above, Let peace surround the earth ; Mortals shall know their Maker's love At their Redeemer's birth. 193 194 ±05 HYMN CXC1II. C. M. To the Trinity. 1 T>LEST be the Father for his love, -*-* To whose celestial source we owe Rivers of endless joys above. Ami rills of comfort here below. 2 Glory to thee, great Son of God, From v>hose dear wounded body rolls A precious stream of vital blood, Pardon and life for dying souls. Z We give the sacred Spirit praise Who in our hearts of sin and woe Makes living springs of grace arise, And into boundless glory llow'. 4 Thus God the Father, God the Son ; And God the Spirit we adore, That sea of life and love unknown, Without a bottom or a shore. HYMN CXCIV. C. M. Worthy is the Lamb, 1 "VTOW to the Lamb, that once was slain ; -*-^ Be endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy, remain For ever on thy head. 2 Thou hast redeenrd us by thy blood, And set the pris'ners free; Hast made us kings and priests to God ; And we shall reign with thee. HYMN CXCV. L. M. Communion of Saints. 1 TESUS, thy lovely self reveal, •^ Are we not met in thy great name ? 1 ' 1 196 Thee in the midst we wait to fce\, We wait to catch the spreading flame. Truly our fellowship below, With thee, and with thy Father is J In thee eternal iife we know, And heaveivs unutterable bliss. In part we only know thee here, But wait thy coming from above; Then shall thy saints behold thee near, And every soul be lost in love. HYMN CXCVI. L, M. Death swallowed up in victory. 1 \XTE sing his love who once was slain, * * Who. soon o'er death reviv'd again ; That all his saints thro' him might have Eternal conquests o'er the grave. Soon shall the trumpet sound, and we Shall rise to immortality. 2 The saints who now in Jesus sleep, His own almighty pow'r shall keep, Till dawns the bright illustrious day, When death itself shall die away. Soon shall, &c. 3 How loud shall our glad voices sing, When Christ his risen saints shall bring From beds of dust and silent clay, To realms of everlasting day. 4 When Jesus we in glory meet, Our utmost joys shall be complete ; When landed on that heavenly shore, Death and the curse will be no more. 5 Hasten, denr Lord, the glorious day, And this delightful scene display ; When all thy saints from death shall rise Kaptnr'd in bliss, beyond the skies. 137 iSW 11XMN GXCVII. C. M. PraUe to the Trinity for a precious Gospt "DLESS'D he tliennmc of'Zioivs King, -*-* For gladsome tidings brought ; With thankful hearts we join to sing The love the Father wrought. ! Bless- d he the Son, whose matchless love Redeem'd us by his blood ; Who left the Father's seat ab&ve, To bring us near to God. > Bless'd be the Spirit's holy grace, Who gives the life divine, Who clothes the word with sweet success, And seals the sinner thine. i- Eless'd be the undivided Three, The great mysterious One ; The message was alone from thee, We bless thy name alone. HYMN CXCVIII. U M. Jsi\; r of mercy and judgment. 1 "OEFORE the great Jehovah's bar, •*-* Soon must assembled worlds appear,, And every word, and deed, and thought, Shall into judgment then be brought ; 2 Then all shall hear their righteous doom, Of wrath, or endless joys to come ; And each receive his just reward, Of bliss or vengeance from the Lord. 3 Dear Lord, it was thine hi ghest joy To save where sin did once destroy : While thund'ring vengeance rolls above, We trnst in thy redeeming lore. 199 200 5 Hail fcod of unexampled grace I All heaven shall sound thine endless praise High glories to the dying Lamb, Who death, by his own death, o'ercame. cuokus. Hallelujah, Worthy the Lamb, praise the Lord, Hallelujah. Amen. HYMN#CXCIX. L. M. Watts. Holiness and Grace. Tit. ii. 10 — 1 3; 1 QJO let our lips and lives express ^ The holy Gospel we profess ; So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Saviour, God ; When the salvation reigns within. And grace subdues the power of sin. 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, Passion and envy, lust and pride; Whilst justice, temperance, truth and love, Our inward piety approve. 4 Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord, And faith stands leaning on his word. HYMN CC. C. M. Haweis. Remember me. I /~\ THOU from whom ail goodness flows. ^^ I lift my heart to thee ; In ail my trials, conflicts, woes, Dear Lord, remember me. 201 2 When groan inp on my burden \1 heart, My sins lie heavily, My pardon speak, new peace impart. In love remember me. 3 Temptations sore obstruct my tvay, And ills I cannot flee ; O give me strength, Lord, as my day ? For good remember me. 4 If o;i my face for thy dear name, Shame and reproaches be, P11 hail reproach, and welcome shame^ If thou remember me. 5 The hour is near, consigned to death, I own the just decree j Saviour, with my last parting breath, I'll cry, " remember me." HYMN CCI. C. JVL Watts. Love to the creature is dangerous. 1 TTOW vain are all things here below I -"- How false, and yet how fair ! Each pleasure hath its poison too^ And every sweet a snare. 3 The brightest things below the sky ; Give but a flattering light ; W T e should suspect some danger nigh. Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys and nearest friend^ The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds. And leave but half for God I 4 The fondness of a creature's love^ How £U*cmg i; strikes the sense. I 3 202 * Thither the warm affections move.; Nor can we call them thence. ' 5 Dear Saviour! let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food; And grace command my heart away From all created good. HYMN CCII. S. M. S. Stennett The pleasures of social worship. 1 TJTOW charming is the place, ■**■ Where my Redeemer God Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad. 2 Not the fair palaces JFo wtic : i the greatresort, Are once u> be compared to this, W here Jesus holes his court. 3 Here on the mercy-seat, W ith rad iant g I o ry ero w n 'd, Our joyful eves behold hina sit, And smile on all around. 4 To him their prayers ai d 'Ties Each humble soul pi $ents: He listens to ti;: j ,ir broken sighs, And grants them a 1 ! their wants. 5;To them his sovereign will Be graciously imparts: Api' in return accepts with smiles. The tiibute of their hearts. 6 Give me, (> Lord, a place Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thj grace.* fte servant of my God. 203 20i HYMN CCIII. C. M. The sinner's only plea, 1 XJTOLY, and just, and righteous God, -■--■• Before thy face we fall; We head thy sin-avenging rod, But still tor mercy call 2 Mercy divine thro 5 Jesu^ love Reveal d the wo .drous plan ; And justice joins the work t' approve Which saves rebellious man. 3 In Christ we full redemption crave, Tiirough his atoning blood ; And endiess praises Christ shall have* W r ho brings us near to God. 4 Justice and law are magnified, And all is peace and love 5 For sinners vile the Saviour died, And we shall reign above. HYMN CC1V, C. M. Watts. Death and eternity. 1 QjTOOP down, my thoughts that use to rise, ^ Converse a while witn death; Think how a gasping mortal lies And pants away his breath. 2 His quivering lips hang feebly down, His pulse is faint and few, Then speechless, with a doleful groan, He bids the world adieu. 3 But, O the soul that never dies ! At once it leaves the clay ! Ye thoughts pursue it where it flieSj And trace its wondrous way. 4> Up to the courts where angels dwells It mounts triumphant there; Or devils plunge il down to hell, In mfinite despair. 5 And must my body faint and die ? And must this soul remove? O ! for some guardian angel nigh, To bear it safe above. 6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand My naked soul I trust ; My flesh shall wait for thy command,, And drop into Any dust. HYMN CCV. 7s. Christmas. % TTARII ! the herald-angels sing, -*--*- Glory to the new-born King ? Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled. 2 Joyful, all ye nations rise, Join the triumphs of the skies'; With th' angelic host proclaim, i: Christ is born in Bethlehem V 9 3 Christ, by highest hoav ? n ador'd, Christ the everlasting Lord : Late in time behold him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb. 4 Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see, Hail th' incarnate Deity .' Pleas'd as man with men V appear, Jesus our Immanuei here. 5 Mild he lays his glory by, Bom that man no more may die ; 206* 207 Corn to raise the sons of earth. Born to give them second birth. 6 Come, desire of nations, come, Fix in us thy humble home; Rise, the woman's conqu'ring seed, Bruise in us the seipent's head. HYMN CCVL For Christmas. 1 TTITHER ye faithful, haste with songs off •*--*• triumph. To Bethlehem go, the Lord of life to meet ; To you this day is born a Prince and Saviour, O come and let us worship at his feet. 2 Oh Jesus, for such wondrous condescension Our praise and reverence are an orT'ring meet ; [among us, Now is the word made flesh, and dwells O come and let us worship at his feet. 3 Shout his almighty name, ye choir of angels, Let the celestial courts bis praise repeat. Unto our God be glory in the highest, O come and let us worship at his feet. HYMN CCVII. Anthem for Christians. CHORUS. SHEPHL.vDS, rejoice, and send your fears away ; News from the sky, the Saviour's born to-day I DUET. Jesus the God comes down to dwell with you, To-day he comes, but not as monarchs do, No gold nor purple, royal shining things, A manger stands and holds the King of Kings W 2 208 TRIO. Thus Gabriel sung, the heav'nly angels throng, They tune their harps, and thus conclude the song: CHORUS. Glory to God who reigns enthron'd above, Good will to men. and peace, and endless love. HYMN CCVIII. C. M. Scott. Jllmighty. Gen. xvii. 1. 1 /^j_REAT God, thy penetrating eye ^~* Pervades my inmost powers ; With awe profound my wond'ring soul Falls prostrate, and adores. 2 To be encompass'd round with God, The holy and the just; Arm'd with Omnipotence to save, Or crumble me to dust. 3 O, how tremendous is the thought ! Deep may it be imprest ! And may thy spirit firmly grave This truth within my breast! By thee observ'd — by thee upheld, Let earth or hell oppose ; I'll press with dauntless courage on, And dare the proudest foes. 5 Yes, for thy arm shall be my strength And thine Almighty pow'r Shall well fulfil thy promises, And victory secure. % Begirt with thee, my fearless soul The gloomy vale shall tread ; And thou wilt bind th' immortal crown Of glory on my head. 209 210 HYMN CCIX. C. M. Steels. Condescension of God. \ Kings viii. 27. 1 INTERNAL powY, Almighty God ! -*-* Who can approach thy throne? Accessless light is thine abode, To angel-eyes unknown. 2 Before the radiance of thine eye, The heavens no longer shine 5 And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine. 3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below ? To this vile world thy notice bend^-* These seats of sin and woe ? [4 But O ! to shew thy smiling face, To bring thy glories near ! Amazing and transporting grace, To dwell with mortals here !] 5 How strange ! how awful is thy love t With trembling we adore : Not all th' exalted minds above Its wonders can explore. 6 While golden harps and angel tongues Resound immortal lays, Great God, permit our humble songs To rise, and mean thy praise. HYiMN CCX. L. If. Scott. Exalted above all praise. Neb. ix. 5, 1 4 WAKE, my soul, attune the lyre, -£*- And raise to heav'n a noble song 5 With fixed heart adore the Lord, And spread his praises with thy tongue. 211 2 But O, the vast, the boundless theme I Nor human, nor angelic mind Can touch the height, or sound the depth, Nor all their brightest pow'rs combin'd. o Immensely far beyond their ken, His matchless, countless glories rise, — And clouds and darkness veil his face From the most penetrating eyes. 4 But should those circling clouds disperse, And the full Deity display— O'erwhelm'd with the refulgent blaze, TV astoni.sh'd heav'ns would shrink away\ 5 Great God, and shall a guilty worm — A grov'ling insect of the night, Take aim at heav'n, and boldly dare Celebrate beauties infinite ? [6 Fir'd with the view, my panting soul Does oft her feeble pinions try — Oft she attempts in tuneful lays, The glories of the Deity. 7 Vain efforts of a tow'ring mind, Such awful myst'ries to explore ! Wouldst thou divine perfections praise, In silent reverence adore. HYMN CCXI. L. M. Tucker. Holiness, Justice and Mercy united* Psalm lxxxv. 10. i TNFINITE grace ! and can it be -*- That heav'ns supreme should stoop so low I To visit one so vile as I, One who has been his bitt'rest foe ! 2 Can holiness with wisdom join, With truth, with justice, and with grace. 2| 2 J «,- make eternal blessin »s mine-, Ami sin, with all its guilty erase ? O love ! beyond conception u That form'd the vast, stupendous plan ! Where ail divine perfections meet To reconcile rebellious man ! i There wisdom shines in fullest Maze, And justice all her rights maintains ! Astouish'd angels stoop to gage. While mercy o*er the guilty reig 5 Yes. mercy reigns, and justice too — In Christ harmoniously they m< He paid to justice ail her due. And now he tills the mercy-seat. 6 Such are the wonders of our God, And such th' amazing depths of grace, To save from wrath's vindictive rod, The chosen sons of Adam's race. 7 With grateful songs, then let our souls Surround our gracious Father's throne : And nil between ihe distant poles His truth and mercy ever own. HYMN CCXII. C. M. Stennett. Mercy and Truth united. Psalm Ixxxv 1 \\^HFN first the God of boundless grace ** Disclos'd his kind design, To rescue our apostate race From mis'ry, shame, and sin. 5 Quick through the realms of light and bliss* The joyful tidings ran ; Each heart exulted at the n< That God would dwell with man. iu. 213 3 Yet 'midst their joys they paus'd a while, And ask'd, with strange surprise, " Bat how can injur'd justice smile, " Or look with pitying eyes?" [4 " Will the Almighty deign again " To visit yonder world ; " And hither bring rebellious men, ' " Whence rebels once were hurl'd ? 5 " Their tears, and groans, and deep distress u Aloud for mercy call; " But ah! must truth and righteousness " To mercy victims fall ?" 6 So spake the friends of God and man. Delighted, yet surprised ; Eager to know the wondrous plan That wisdom had devis'd.] 7 The Son of God attentive heard, And quickly thus replied — " In me let mercy be rever'd, u And justice satisfied. S " Behold ' my vital blood I pour, " A sacrifice to God ; " Let angrv justice now no more " Demand the shiner's blood." 9 He spake, and heav'ns high arches rung, With shouts of loud applause; « He died," the friendly angels sung, Nor cease their rapt'rous joys. HYMN CCXIII. C. M. Newton. Omnisciencp. of God. Psalm cxxxix. ONE glance of thine, eternal Lord, Pierces all nature through ; til Nor heaven, nor earth, nor hell afford A shelter from thy view ! 2 The mighty whole, e.irli smaller part. At once before thee li< js ; And every Ihopght of every lieart Is open to thine eyes. 3 Though greatly from myself concealM. Thou seest my inward frame ; To thee I always stand reveaPd, 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 ? 5 Cut since my Saviour stands between, In garments dyM in blood, *Tis he, instead of me, is seen, When I approach to God. 6 Thus, though a sinner, I am safe ; He pleads before the throne His life and death in my behalf, And call my sins his own. 7 What wondrous love — what mysteries,. In this appointment shine ! My breaches of the law are his, And his obedience mine. HYMN CCXIV. L. M. Needham; Wisdom and Knoicledge of God. Job xii. 15. 1 \ WAKE, my tongue, thy tribute bring "- To him who gave thee pow'r to sing j Praise him, who is all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love. S13 How vast his knoweledge ! how profound I A depth where all our thoughts are drowu'd I The stars he numbers, and their names He gives to all those heav'nly flames. Through each bright world above, behold Ten ihousand thousand charms unfold: Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, To speak his wisdom all divine. c But in redemption, O what grace I Its wonders, O what thought can trace ? Here wisdom shines for ever bright — Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight !' HYMN CCXV. L.M. Birth of Christ. Isaiah ix. 6, 7. HPQ us a child is born from heav'n 5 -*- To us the Son of God is giv'n j [So JudaVs ancient prophet sings, And Gentiles hail the news he brings, Gentiles in Jesus's name shall trust, And of his glories make their boast ;] The Government of worlds he made Upon his shoulders shall be laid. His name the Wonderful shall be ; His wonders heaven and earth shall see % The Counsellor of truth and grace, Who leads in paths of righteousness. The mighty God, that glorious name, His works and words join to proclaim : The everlasting Father, He — And the whole church his family. The Prince of Peace, on David's throne- And nations yet unborn shall own 216 His sovereign and his gracious sway, Proud of the honor to obey. Justice and Judgment hc ? ll maintain — To everlasting a> es reign : Jlnd his hist empire shall increase, Till time, \wth all its movements, cease. [7 Our faith in grateful triumph boasts These wonders of the Lord of Hosts : And trusts the zeal that form'd the plan To perfect what that zeal began.] HYMN CCXVI. P. M. Needham, Birth of Christ. Luke ii. 11— U. 1 4 WAKE, a^ake. arise, -**- And hail the glorious morn ; Hark ! how the angels sing, " To you a Saviour's born :" Now let our hearts in concert move, And every tongue be tun'd to love. 2 He mortals came to save From sims tyrannic pow ? r : Come, with the angels sing, At this auspicious hour ; Let every heart and tongue combine. To praise the love, the grace divine. 5 The prophecies and types Are all this day fulfill'd ; With eastern sages join, To praise this wondrous child 5 God's only Son is come to bless The earth with peace and righteous 4 Glory to God on high, For our IrnmanueFs birti- 217 218 To mortal men good-will, And peace and joy on earth ? With angels now we will repeat Their songs, still new and ever sweet. HYMN CCXVII. L. M. Ml in all. Col. iii. 1 1 1 TN Christ I've all my soul's desire ; -"- His Spirit does my heart inspire With boundless wishes large and high, And Christ will all my wants supply. 2 Christ is my hope, my strength and guide 5 For me he bled, and groan'd, and died : He is my sun, to give me light, He is my soul's supreme delight. 3 Christ is the source of all hay bliss, JVly wisdom, and my righteousness — My Saviour, Brother, and my Friend^ On him alone I now depend. 4 Christ is my King to rule and bless. And all my troubles to redress ; He's my salvation and my all, Whate'er on earth shall me befall. 5 Christ is my strength and portion toe, My soul in him can all things do ; Through him I'll triumph o'er the gravc ; And death and hell my soul outbrave. HYMN CCXVIII. C. M. Fawcett Excellence. Cant. i. 3. •1 TNFINITE excellence is thine, •*- Thou lovely Prince of grace / Thy uncreated beauties shir?© With Merer fading rayui 2 Sinners from earth's remotest end, Come bending at thy feet ; To thee their pray'rs and praise ascend — In thee their wi&hes meet. j Thy name, as precious ointment shed, lh lights the church around ; Sweetly the sacred odours spread Thro' all Immanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live On thy exhaustless store; From thee they all their bliss receive, And still thou givest more. 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy — They find their all in thee ; Thv glories will their tongues employ Thro' all eternity. [6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, That I shall mount on high ; And view thy matchless beauties there With never ceasiug joy ? 7 Angels shall listen to my song, And seraphs join the praise ; For none amongst the happy throng Shall louder triumphs raise !] HYMN CCXIX. L. M. Friend of Sinners. Luke vii. 34. [I TESUS, th' incarnate God of love, *^ Rules all the shining worlds above ; And tho' his name the heav'ns transcend, Yet he is still the sinner's friend. 2 Before the rolling skies were made, Or nature's deep foundation laid, 220 He saw our fall, and did intend To shew himself the sinner's friend.] 3 Behold the condescending God A while forsakes his bright abode ; To our mean world see him descend, And groan and die the sinners's friend. 4 When the appointed hour was come, He burst the barriers of the tomb ; Then to the skies he did ascend, Where still he lives the sinner's friend. 5 Ye mourning souls, to Jesus come, Cast off despair, there yet is room ; To his dear hands your cause commend, Who only is the sinner's friend. HYMN CCXX. C. M. Steele. Pearl of great price. Matt. xiii. 46. 1 yE glittring toys of earth, adieu, -*- A nobler choice be mine ; A real prize attracts my view, A treasure all divine. 2 Be gone, unworthy of my cares, Ye specious baits of sense ; Inestimable worth appears, The pearl of price immense ? [3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown — O name divinely sweet ! Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, Wealth, honor, pleasure, meet.] 4 Should both the Indies, at my call, Their boasted stores resign, With joy I would renounce them all, For leave to call thee mine. M 121 She ild earth's vafa treasures all depai Of this pDSSeSt ; I'd claqi it to i: in joyful heart, I bo forever blest. 1 TTOW happy are the souls above, -"--*■ From sin and sorrow free I With Jesus they are now at rest, And all bis glory see J 2 n Worthy the Lamb," aloud they cry, u That brought us here to God :" In ceaseless hymns of praise they shout The virtue of his blood. 3 Sweet gratitude inspires their songs, Ambitious to proclaim, Before the Father's awful throne, The honors of the Lamb. 4 With wond'ring joys they recollect Their fears and dangers past ; And bless the wisdom, po\\ r, and love? Which brought them safe at last, 5 They follow the exalted Lamb, Where'er they see him go $ B 2S3 And at the footstool of his grace Their blood-bought crowns they throw. Lord, let the merit of thy death To me be likewise giv'n ; And I, with them, will shout thy praise Through all the streets of heav'n, HYMN CCXXXIII. S. M. Doddridge. Support in death. Psalm xxiii. 4. EHOLD the gloomy vale Which thou, my soul, must tread, Beset with terrors fierce and pale, That leads thee to the dead. 2 Ye pleasing scenes adieu, Which I so long have known ; My friends, a long farewell to you 3 For I must pass alone. S And thou, beloved clay, Long partner of my cares, ; In this rough path art torn away, With agony and tears. [4 But see a ray of light, With splendor all divine, Breaks through these doleful realms of night} And makes its horrors shine] 5 Where death and darkness reigns. Jehovah is my stay ; His rod my trembling feet sustains — His staff defends my way. 6 tJtear shepherd, lead me on; My son! os iains to fear ; peath's gloomy phantoms all are flowB, New jjft's great Lord ijs near. 23 fa HYMN CCXXXIV. C. M. ToriAa*. jjjlict'wn, or meditation on God's lotto* Psalm civ. 34. I TIT II EN languor and disease invade * * This trembling house of clay, -Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, And long to fly away. reel to look inward, and attend The whispers of his love ; Sweet to look upward to the place Where Jesus pleads above. 3 Sweet to look back, and sec my name In life's fair book set down ; Sweet to look forward, and behold Eternal joys my own. 4 Sweet to reflect how grace divine My sins on Jesus laid ; Sweet to remember that his blood My debt of suffering paid. 5 Sweet in his righteousness to stand, Which saves from second death j Sweet to experience, day by day, His spirit's quick'uing breath. 6 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end ; Sweet on his covenant of grace For all things to depend. f Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm decrees; Sweet to lie passive in his hand, And know no will but his. § If such the sweetness of the streams. What must the fountain be. 235 236 Where saints and 'angels draw their bliss Immediately from thee ! HYMN CCXXXV. L. M. Steele Inconstant heart lamented. 1 \ H wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, -*•*- That can from Jesus thus depart] Thus fond of trifles, vainly rove, Forgetful of a Saviour's love. 2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay, And chide each vanity away; In vain, alas ! resolve to bind This rebel heart, this wand'ring mind. 3 Through all resolves how soon it flies, And mocks the weak, the slender ies; There's nought beneath a pow'r divine, That can this roving heart confine. 4 Jesus, to thee I will return, And at thy feet repenting mourn : There let me view thy pardning love, And never from thy sight remove. 5 O let thy love, with sweet control, Bind all the passions of my soul ; Lid every vanity depart, And dwell for ever in my heart. HYMN CCXXXVI. P. M. Who can tell? Jonah iii. 9. ^* My wants and sorrows known 5 And with a humble hope, Approach thine awful throne; Though by my sins deserving hell, I'll not despair, for who can tell ? 237 Z To thee, who by a word AIv drooping sou! can cheer, And by thy Spirit, form Thy glorious image there ! My foes subdue, my fears dispel, Til daily seek, for who can tell P 3 In danger or distress To thee alone I ily ; Implore thy powerful help, And at thy footstool lie : My case bemoan, my wants reveal, And patient wait, for who can teil ? 4 My heart misgii es me oft, And conscience storms within 3 One gracious look from thee, Will make it all serene: Satan suggests that I shall dwell In endless flames, but who can tell ? 5 Curst unbelief, begone, Ye doubts, fly swift away : God hath an ear to hear, While I've a heart to pray : If he be mine, all will be well, For ever so, and who can tell ? HYMN CCXXXVII. S. ML Dobell, Belwld. now is the accepted time. 2 Cor. vi. 2, 1 ]^"OW is th* accepted time, ■*-^ Now is the day of grace ; Now, sinners, come without delay. And seek the Saviour's face. 1 Now is th' accepted time, The Saviour calls to-day 5 To-morrow it may be too late, Then why should you delay ? 3 Now is th' accepted time, The gospel bids you come ; And every pro i ise in his word Declares there yet is room. 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, And feast them with thy love ; Then will the angels clap their wings, And bear the news above. 5 At length around thy throne They shall thy face behold ; While through eternity they'll strive Their raptures to unfold. HYMN CCXXXVIIf. L. M. Needhast. Books opened Rev. xx 12. 1 "Jl/TETHINKS the last great day is come, -*-'■*• Methinks I hear the trumpet sound, That shakes the earth, rends every tomb, And wakes the pris'ricrs under ground. 2 The mighty deep gives up her trust, Awed by the Judge's high command ; Both small and great now quit their dust, And round the dread tribunal stand. [3 In vain the wicked strive to shun The Judge's quick and piercing eyej In vain to hills and mountains run, And to the rocks for shelter cry.] 4 Behold the awful books display'd, Dig with th> important fates of men! Each word and deed now public made, Written by heav'n's unerring pen. 239 2iQ 5 To every soul the books assign The joyous or the dread reward 5 Sinners in vain foment and |»iue; No pleas the Judge will here regard* 6 Lord, when these awful leaves unfold, May life's faic book my soul approve;. There ma) 1 read my lameenroU'd, And triumph in redeeming love. HYMN CCXXX1X. S. M. Eeddoes— Altered. Christian love. Gal. iii. 28. 1 T ET party names no more -"-^ The Christian world o'erspread : Gentile and Jew. and hond and free, Are one in Christ, their head. 2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love abound : Heirs of the same inheritance Should be in union found. 3 Let envy, child of hell, Be banisli'd from our sight: Those should in strictest friendship dwell Who in the Lord delight. 4 Then will the church below, Resemble that above; Where streams of pleasure ever flow, And every heart is love. HYMN CCXL. C. M Swain. Brotherly love. Psalm exxxiii I. I TTOW sweet, how heav'nly is the sigh$ ; -■--■- When those who love the Lord, In one another's peace delight^ Aod 50 fulfil his word J 2il i may we feet each brother's sigh, And with him bear a parf ; May sorrows flow from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart. 3 Free ns from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes fix above ; May each his brother's failings hide, And shew a brothers love. 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flow ; And union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action glow. 5 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above; And he's an heir of heaven that finds His bosom glow with love. HYMN CCXLI. L. ML Millenium. Isaiah xi. 5 — 9. Rev. xx. 4 — 10. 1 T OOK up, my soul, with sweet surprize, -" Toward the joyful, coming day, When Jesus shall desceud the skies, And form a bright, a dazzling day. 2 Nations shall in a day be born, And swift, like doves, to Jesus fly ; The saints shall know no clouds return^ Nor sorrow mixing with their joy. 3 The lion and the lamb shall feed Together in his peaceful reign ; And Zion, blest with heavenly bread, Of pinching wants no more complain. 4 The Jew, the Greek, the bond, the free, Shall boast their sev'ral rights no more f 2*2 Uut join in sweetest harmony, Their Lord, their Sovereign, to adore. 5 Thus, -nil a thousand years are pa^t, And Satan must be loos'd again ; Short is the time his reign shall last, Ere lie's confin'd in endless pain. 6 But the blest saints shall mount on high, Where their deliv'ring Pru.ce is gone; Angels, at God's command shall fly, To bless them with the conq'ror's crown. HYMN CCXLII. L. ;M. Dobell. Blessed are they that mourn. Matt. v. 4. 1 \\ 7 II Y,mourmng soul, why flow these tears? * * W'l.y thus indulge thy doubts and fears? Look to thy Saviour on the tree, Who bore the load of guilt for thee. 2 rhen cease thy sorrows, banish grief, 1 »h thou of sinners art the chief; 1 le . ounds thai make poor sinners grieve^ Are beu they in Christ believe. 3 VI ii wounds, he wounds to heal— O, 'tib a n • rcy thus to feel ; There's none can mourn while dead in sin; Thine arc the narks of life within. 4 Be of good cheer, on him rely ; He'll pa transgressions by; And guide ihte a and, 'Till thou snalt reaoh fail Ci naan's land: 5 There shah thou sine his dj i lg love, With all the n throng above, And in exalted, joyfi 1 The rather, Son, and Spirit praise, 243 244 HYMN CCXLIII. L. M. Yoke. Prayer fur the spread of the Gospel. i HpJrlY people, Lord, who trust thy word, --*- And wait the smilings of thy face, Assemble round thy mercy-seat, And plead the promise of thy grace. 2 We consecrate these hours to thee, Thy sovereign mercy to i n treat; And feel some animating hope, We shall divine acceptance meet. 5 Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son, To be a light to Gentile lands ; To open the benighted eye, And loose the wi etched prisoners bands ? 4 Hast thou not said from sea to sea His vast dominions shall extend ? That every tongue shall call him Lord, And every knee before him bend ? 5 Now let the happy time appear, The time to favor Zion come ; Send forth thy heralds far and near, To cali thy banish-d children home. HYMN CCXLIV. L. M. Fawcet. Promises. Deut xxxiii. 25. 1 A FFLICTED soul, to Christ draw near* ■*■*- The Saviour's gracious promise hear; His faithful, word declares to thee, That as thy days thy strength shall be* 2 Let not thy heart despond, and say, " How shall I stand the trying day } u He has engag'd, by firm decree, That as thy days thy strength shall be: 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes arc strong. Ami if the conflict should he long-, Thy Lord will make the tempter flee; For as thy days thy strength shall be. 4 Should persecution rage and flame, Still trust in thy Redeemer's name : In fiery trials thou shall see, That as thy days thy strength shall be. 5 When call'd to hear the weighty cross, Or sore affliction, pain, or loss — Or deep distress, or poverty, Still as thy days thy strength shall be. 6 When ghastly death appears in view, Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue ; He comes to set thy spirit free, And as thy days thy strength shall be. HYMN CCXLV. C. M. Needham. After Sermon. Matt. xiii. 3—23. \ TVTOW, Lord, the heav*nly seed is sown, -*-^ Be it thy servant's care, Thy heav'nly blessing to bring down, By humble, fervent prayer. 2 In vain we plant without thine aid, And water too in vain : Lord of the harvest, God of grace, Send down thy heav'nly rain. 3 Then shall our cheerful hearts and tongue* Begin this song divine ; Thou Lord, hast giv'n the rich increase* And be the glory thine. 246 2*7 HYMN CCXLVI. L. M. Dobell, Sabbath Morning. I |^ILGRIMS, we are to Canaan bound, -*- Our journey lies along this road ; This wilderness we travel round, To reach the city of our God. 2 A few more days, or weeks, or years In this dark desert to complain j A few more sighs, a few more tears, And we shall bid adieu to pain. 253 25i 255 HYMN CCLIH. L. M. Hart. Prayer at Parting. 1 TAISMIS3 us with thy blessing, Lord, *-J Help us to feed upon thy word ; All that has been amiss, forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 3 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; Wash all our works in Jesu's blood : Give every fetter'd soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. HYMN CCL1V. C. M. Gibbons. Prayer for Sand iji cat ion. Heb. xiii. 20, 2 1 1 "IV'OW may the God of peace and love -^ Who, from th' impris'ning grave, Restor'd the shepherd of the sheep, Omnipotent to save ; 2 Through the rich merits of that blood, Which he on Calv'ry spilt, To make th' eternal covenant sure, On which our hopes are built. 3 Perfect our souls in every grace, T' accomplish all iiis will ; And all that's pleasing in his sight, Inspire us to fuiiil ! 4 For the great Mediator's sake, We every blessing pray ; With glory let his name be crown'd, Thro' heav'n's eternal day I HYMN CCLV. C. M. Cennick. Praise to the Lamb. Psalm cxv. 1. I IV^T unto us but thee alone, -^ Blest Lamb, be glory giv'n 5 256 257 % 'Till we the veil of flesh lay down, Accept our weaker lays ; And when we reach thy blissful throne, We'll give thee nobler praise. HYMN CCLVI. C. M. Breathing after the Holy Spirit , or fervency of devotion desired 1 /~XOME, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, ^ With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look how we grovel here below, Fond of these trifling toys ; Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to strive to rise, Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate, Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 5 Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, With all thy quick'ning powers, Come shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. HYMN CCLVII. L. M. Few saved; or, the almost Christian, the Hypo- crite and Apostate. 1 "OROAD is the road that leads to death, ■*-* And thousands walk together there ; Here shall thy praises be begun, And carried on in heav'n. 258 But wisdom shows a narrower path, Willi here and there a traveller. 2 " Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the Redeemers exeat command; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain tins heav'nly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And >\alks the ways of Uod no more, Is but esteem'd almost almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain — Create my heart entirely new ; Which hypocrites could ne'er attain ; Which false apostates never knew. HYMN CCLVIIL L. M. Watts. Man mortal and God eternal. Psalm 90. 1 T\EATH, like an overflowing stream, ■*-* Sweeps us away : our life's a dream $ An empty tale ; a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour. 2 [Our a^e to seventy years is set; How short the time ! how frail the state ! And if to eighty we arrive, We rattier sigh and groan, than live. 3 But oh how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years ! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread! We fear the power that strikes us dead.] 4 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man — And highly lengthen out the span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die and dwell with thee. HYMN CCLIX. L. M. Steele. roor in Spirit. Matt. v. 3. 1 "\7*E bumble souls, complain no more — ■*■ Let faith survey your future store 5 How happy, how divinely blest, The sacred words of truth attest ! 2 When conscious grief laments sincere, And pours the penitential tear ; Hope points to your dejected eyes, The bright reversion in the skies. 3 In vain the sous of wealth and pride Despise your lot, your hopes deride : In vain they boast their little stores ; Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours. — f 4 A kingdom of immense delight, Where health, and peace, and joy unite 5 Where undeclining pleasures rise, And every wish hath full supplies. 5 A kingdom which can ne'er decay, While time sweeps earthly thrones away : The state which pow'r and truth sustain, Unmov'd forever must remain. 6 There shall your eyes with rapture view The glorious friend that died for you : That died to ransom, died to raise, To crowns of joy and songs of praise.] 7 Jesus, to thee I breathe my pray'r ! Reveal, confirm my int'rest there : What'er my humble lot below, This, this my soul desires to know ! 8 O let me hear that voice divine, Pronounce the glorious blessing mine 5 EnrolPd among thy happy poor, My largest wishes ask no more. 260 261 HYMN CCLX. C. M. Kent Prodigal Ret urn. Luke xv. 2() — 30, 1 \^TIfc2N to his father's fond embrace * v The Prodigal return'd, The tears bedew'd liis aged face 3 With love bis bosom burn'd. 2 He kiss'd him with a father's love, Tho' he such crimes had done ; Reprov'd the sin that made him rove, Yet own'd him for his son. 3 For him the fatted calf they slew, The father's grace to prove : While on the rebel's hand we view The tokens of his love. \ With a bright robe my son array, For 'tis my royal will ; Make no excuse — without delay, For lie's a fav'rite still. 5 His shame, his folly, and his sin, The father saw no more ; His thought, his ways, his acts unclean, This garment cover'd o'er. 6 Thus shall Jehovah's sovereign grace, Thro' Jesu's biood alone, Bring all th' apostate, ransom'd race, With weeping, to his throne. HYMN CCLXI. L. M. Hoskins. Living to Ckrist. Phil. i. 21. i "1 * ET thoughtless thousands choose the road -" That leads the soul away from God j This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, To live and die entirely thine. 262 On Christ, by faith, my soul would live, From him, my life, my all receive; To him devote my fleeting hours, Serve him alone with all my pow'rs. Christ is my everlasting all, To him I look, on him 1 call ; He will my every want supply, In time, and thro' eternity. Soon will the Lord, my life, appear; Soon shall I end my trials here — Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain- To live is Christ — to die is gain. Soon will the saints in glory meet — Soon walk thro' every golden street, And sing on every blissful plain, To live is Christ, to die is gain. HYMN CCLXII. L. M. Hart. Hardness of Heart lamented. f\ FOR a glance of heav'nly day, *^ To melt this stubborn stone away ; And thaw, with beams of love divine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine. The rocks can rend, the earth can quake, The seas can roar, the mountains shake; Of feelings, all things shew some sign But this usjfeeling heart of mine. To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, What but an adamant would melt ? But I can read each moving line, And nothing moves this heart of mine. Eternal Spirit, mighty God, Apply within the Saviour's blood; 7 Tis his rich blood, and his alone, Can move and melt this heart of stone. 263 HYMN CCLXIir. C. ftfc Kent. Love to the Law and to the Gospel. 1 W** EN flom tIie P l ' eci 'P ls to tlie Cl '°ss *" The humble sinner turns, His brightest deeds lie counts but dross, And o'er his vileness mourns. 2 God, on the table of his heart, Inscribes his love and fear; He loves the law in every part, But takes no refuge there. 3 Thus gospel, law, and justice too, Conspire to set him free : Reflect, my soul, admire and view.. What God hath done for thee. T DOXOLOGIES. Common Metre. *0 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. The God whom we adore, Be glory as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Long Metre. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom earth and heav'n adore Be glory, as it was of old, Is now, and shall be evermore. Short Metre. To God the Father, Son, And Spirit glory be; As 'twas, and is, and shall be so, To all. elernity. 2ft 7 s. As Hymn 14. Sing we lo our God above, Praise eternal as his love : Praise him, all ye heav'nly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Particular Metre. To Father, Son, and Holy Chost, The God whom heav'ns triumphant host, And suff 'ring saints on earth adore ; Be glory, as in ages past, As now it is, and so shall last, When time itself shall be no more. Particular Metre. Jis Hymn 59. Give to the Father praise, Give glory to the Son $ And to the Holy Ghost, Be equal honors done : Our mercies thee their author claim, And honor to th' eternal name. 8. 8. 6. As Hymn 28. Ye saints of God, your voices raise, And sing th* eternal Father's praise, And glorify the Son : Give glory to the Holy Ghost, And join with all th' angelic host, To bless the great Three-One. 8. 7. As Hymn 27. Glory be to God the Father, Glory to th' eternal Son ; Sound aloud the Spirit's praises, With the elders round the throne A TABLE TO FIND ANY HYMN BY THE FIRST LINE. Hymn and Page. \ WAK'D by Sinai's awful sound ■**■ As when a weary traveler gains Accept, O Lord, our songs of praise A glance from heav'n with sweet effect Approach, my sou!, the mercy-seat Am I a soldier of the cross As the sun's enliv'ning ray Almighty King, whose wondrous hand Awake, sweet harp of Judah, wake Amazing grace ! (how sweet the sound) Awake our souls, (away our fears At anchor laid, remote from home All hail the great ImmanuePs name Adam, our father and our head Alas, what hourly dangers rise Awake, my soul, and with the sun And are we wretches yet alive Awake, my soul, attune the lyre Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring Awake, awake, arise Ah, wretched, vile, ungrateful heart Afflicted soul, to Christ draw near Arm of the Lord, awake ! awake T>ESET with snares on every hand -*-* Beside the gospel pool Behold a sinner, dearest Lord Bleak winter is subdu'd at length Blest inhabitants of Zion Beloved Saviour, faithful friend m A TABLE Hymn and Pagg. Blest are the souls that hear and know 153 Before Jehovah's awful throne 175 Blest be the Father for his love 193 Blest be the name of Zion's King 197 Before the great Jehovah's bar 198 Behold the gloomy vale 233 Broad is the road that leads to death 257 rf^XOME, weary souls, with sins distrest 4 *~ Come, thou fount of every blessing 27 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast 47 Captain of thine enlisted host 1 19 Come let us join our cheerful songs 135 Come, thou long expected Jesus 143 Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart 167 Come we that love the Lord 1 68 Come, O my soul, look up and see 231 Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day 246 Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly dove 256 T>EAR Shepherd of thy people, here 1 *r Death cannot make my soul afraid 123 Dare we indulge our wrath and strife 229 Pear Lord, my best desires fulfil 247 Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord 253 Death like an overflowing stream 258 "INTERNAL Spirit ! we confess 87 •*-^ Eternal source of every joy 182 Eternal power, Almighty God 209 Xj^OR mercies, countless as the sands 6 1 *- Far from the world, O Lord, I flee 8 1 Trom the regions of love 102 [Fair as the moon my robes appear 131 Trom all that dwell below the skies 133 Trom the cross uplifted high 1 49 Far from my thoughts, vain world) begone 1 79 Father of mercies, in thy word 131 OF FIRST LINES. Hymn and Page. Father of mercies ! in thy house 185 Father of mercies, bow thine ear 186 Father, how wide thy glory shines 19 L /^RACE ! "lis a charming sound 6 ^" God, with one piercing glance, &c. 73 God of my life, to thee I call 78 Great Spirit of immortal love 91 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah 10 i God gives his mercies to be spent 104 Glory to Ihee, my God, this night 174. Guilty and vile, before my God 190 Great God, thy penetrating eye 208 Great Lord of ail thy churches, hear 226 Great God, to thee I make 236 TTARK, my soul ! it is the Lord 14 -■--■- How firm a foundation, ye saints, &c. 19 Ho ! all ye trembling sinners, hear 42 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 62 He lives, the great Redeemer lives 83 Happy the church, thou sacred place 96 Honor and happiness unite 111 Holy Lord God ! I love thy truth 1 14 He comes ! he comes, the Judge severe 128 Happy the heart where graces reign 141 Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes 157 How beauteous are their feet 158 He dies, the friend of sinners dies 159 How oft, alas ! this wretched heart 162 How long, thou faithful God, shall I 163 How helpless guilty nature lies 165 How long shall earth's alluring toys 169 Hark ! from the tombs, a mournful sound 183 How vain are all tilings here below 201 How charming is the place 202 Holy, and just, and righteous God 203 A I ABLE Hymn and Page, Hark, the herald-angels sing 205 Hither ye faithful, haste with songs, &c, 206 How great, how terrible that God 228 How happy are the souls above 232 How sweet, how heav'nly is the sight 240 1" THIRST, but not as once I did 16 -*- In thy great name, O Lord, we come 49 I send the joys of earth away 97 I was a grov'ling creature once ] 12 I'll praise my Maker with my breath 142 Infinite grace ! and can it he 211 In Christ I've all my soul's desire 217- Infinite excellence is thine 218 T"ESUS, where'er thy people meet 2 ** Jesus ! and shall it ever be 3 Jesus, I love thy charming name 12 Jesus, my strength, my hope 24 Jesus ! in thy transporting name 43 Joy is a fruit that will not grow 60 Jehovah is our shepherd's name 75 Jesus, our souls' delightful choice 88 Jesus, lover of my soul 100 Jesus my all to heav'n is gone 130 Jesus Christ is ris'n to-day 156 Jesus, thy lovely self reveal 195 Jesus, th' incarnate God of love 2 1 9 Jesus, my dreadful leprosy 222 JVINDRED in Christ, for his dear sake 72 LORD, when together here we meet 25 Love divine, all loves excelling 29 Lord at thy feet in dust I lie S2 Lord, at thy feet I prostrate fall 46 Lord, in thy presence we appear 48 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land 55 OP FIRST LINES. Hymn and Page. Let worldly minds the world pursue 1 13 Lo he comes with clouds descending 129 Life is the time to serve the Lord 171 Lord of life all praise excelling 184 Long have we sat beneath the sound 187 Light of those whose dreary dwelling 189 Like Bartimeus we are blind 223 Let party names no more 239 Look up, my soul, with sweet surprize 241 Let thoughtless thousands choose the road 261 MY former hopes are dead 1 5 My song shall bless the Lord of all 7 1 My God, how perfect are thy ways 105 May the grace of Cod our Saviour 1 17" Methinks the last great day is come 238 "VTOW begin the heav'nly theme 50 -*-^ Now let us raise our cheerful strains 8S Now gracious Lord thine arm reveal 108 Not all the blood of beasts 1 38 Now to the Lamb that once was slain 194 Now is th' accepted time 237* Now, Lord, the heav'nly seed is sown 245 Now may the God of peace and love 254 Not unto us, but thee alone 255 C\ FOR a closer walk with God 17 ^-^ O thou, before whose gracious throne 54* Our souls, by love together knit 57 Oft as the leper's case I read 65 O how I love thy holy word 77 Of all the gifts thine hand bestows 82 O Lord, another day is flown 125 O Lord, my God. in mercy turn 1 27 O thou, whose tender mercy hears 132 Our Lord is risen from the dead 160 R3 A. TABLE Hymn and page, O thou that hear'st when sinners cry 161 O that my load of sin were gone 164 O thou from whom all goodness flows 200 One glance of thine, eternal Lord 2 1 3 On Zion, his most holy mount 225 O for a glance of heav'nly day 263 "ipRAISE to thy name, eternal God 36 •¥- Plung'd in a gulph of dark despair 140 Pilgrims, we are to Canaan bound 252 "O AISE, thoughtless sinner, raise, &c. 31 -"' Rejoice, ye sons of men, rejoice 192 «5jALV/ TION ! O melodious sound 10 ^ Sovereign grace has pow'r alone 66 Saviour visit thy plantation 70 Stretch 'd on the cross the Saviour dies 85 Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown 98 Submissive to thy will, my God 121 Salvation ! O the joyful sound 134 Sing to the Lord, Jehovah's name 139 Sweet as the shepherd's tuneful reed 146 Should nature's charms to please the eye 180 So let our iips and lives express 199 Stoop down my thoughts that use to rise 204 Shepherds rejoice, and send your fears away 207 Say who is she that looks abroad 224 Stand up, ye saints, and boldly march 249 HP HE Lord will happiness divine 7 -*- The mighty frame of glorious grace 9 The Saviour calls— let every ear 1 1 Thy presence, gracious God afford 1 8 '"Tis a point I long to know 20 To keep the lamp alive 21 The day is past and gone 26 The time h short, the season near 33 OF FIRS I LINES. Ii^mn and PQ£t. The Saviour ! O, what endless charms S5 ? Tis finished ! the eoutlict is past 37 The voice of free grace 39 'Tis religion tliatcan give 51 Thou who for sinners once was slain 52 The God of love will sine indulge 56 The Lord proclaims Ins grace abroad 63 There is a fountain lill'd \sith blood 64 The God who once to Israel spoke 68 The Saviour, what a noble (lame 69 The spirit breathes upon the word 109 " 'Tis finish'd," the Redeemer said 1 18 The'saints should never be dismay'd 120 'Tis done, the atoning work is done 122 This God is the God we adore 151 To our Redeemer's glorious name 176 To Jesus, our exalted Lord 177 To us a child is born from heaven 215 Thy people Lord, who trust thy word 2 43 Thus far my God hath led me on 248 TTNCERTAIN how the way to find 80 *^ Uprising from the darksome tomb 137 V ITAL spark of heavenly flame 152 "VITIIAT various hindrances we meet 8 ** When sins and fears prevailing rise 13 When blooming youth is snatch'd away 23 When sinners utter boasting words 41 Where two or three together meet 44 While here on earth I'm calPd to stay 45 When Hannah, pressd with grief 59 When Israel's tribes were parclrd, &c. 67 When darkness long has veil'd my mind 79 When sinks my weak desponding mind 90 While carnal men with all their might 92 A TABLE Hymn and Page. Where two or three with sweet accord 93 Why should the child, u of a king 94 With all my poweis of heart and tongue 95 Why should we start and fear to die 99 What shall the dying sinner do 103 While with ceaseless course the sun 107 What thousands never knew the road 1 15 When marshall'd on the nightly plain 126 With joy we meditate the grace 147 When I survey the wond'rous cross 155 When 1 can read my title clear 170 Welcome sweet day of rest 1 78 We sing his love who once was slain 196 When first the God of boundless grace 2 1 2 Why should a living man complain 221 What jarring natures dwell within 227 Why O my soul these anxious cares 2 SO When languor and disease invade 234 Why mourning soul, why flow those tears 242 What does the wordling gain 250 When to his father's fond embrace 260 When from the precepts to the cross 263 "17'E hearts with youthful vigor warm 22 •*• Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor 40 Ye dying sons of men 84 Ye humble souls, approach your God 172 Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu 220 Ye humble souls, complain no more 259 INDEX. ABSENCE from God mourned Accepted time Advent, hymns for 128, Afflictions sanctified by the word Spiritual, God will re- lieve Pleading with God un- der Anger deprecated Ascension of Christ B B A RTI ME US Sprayer 229 Bethesda's pool SO, 163 Blessing on ordinances implored 53 Brotherly love 57, 239, 240 C CANAAN, woman of Carnal jovs parted with 9 Uo Charity Hymn 184 Christ, believer not asha- med of Precious to them that believe The life of the soul His blessings His blood cleansing from sin, Praise of bis victorious 43, 45 71 3 42 His divinity Our gracious advocate 8 His presence with christian worshippers 9 His presence in death 99 »e under tempt- ation J00 A guide through death 101 Our righteousne His sufferings & death 118 |22, 165 Believers' hiding place 1-4 His second advent 12 The true way 130 Praise to 135, 139, 140, 151 170, 180, 194 Our sacrifice 138 Invitation to 4, 146, 149 Lord of all 150 His compassion 147 His coming and offices 157 Hastening to suffer 69 His birth celebrated 192 205, 206.. 215, 216 Communion with 177 His remembrance pray- ed for 200 All in all 217 His ascension 160 His excellence 218 Friend of sinners 219 Pearl of great pi ice 220 The true physician 221 Living to 261 His humiliation, exalt- atiou and triumph 9, lo9 Christian, choosing the better part 5 His wants 24 Raising his ebenezer -7 Death of 37 His joy in believing CO His gratitude Ci Tried but comforted 79 His perplexity relieved CO His honor & happiness 111 Following Christ 130 His pn sent and future bliss 163 His confidence 170 His communion with INDEX. Christ 177 His warfare ' 24 Friends welcome to 72 Christma s ,hvmns for 102, 161* 205, 206, 207, 215, 216 Church described 224 Her increase praved for 226, 251 Union desired 57 Come and welcome 149 Come Lord Jesus 143 Communion with Christ 177 Of saints ]9"> Conflict, christian's 88, 227 Covenant of God with his people 63 D DEATH, of a sister 37 Of friends 56 Swallowed up in victo- ry 196 And eternity 204 Uncertainly of 231 Support in 233 Dependence on God 21 Devotions short yet pre- valent 48 Diligence and zeal 92 Dying Christian to his soul 142 E EAST ER,hy uins for 137, 156 Ebenezer 27 Effort of sinners to come to Christ 76 Epiphany, hymn for 157 Eternity, preparation for 55 Evening hymns 26, 125, 174 F FAITH, praise for and unbelief, struggle . between Wanting 120 Family worship, hymn for 125 Following Christ 130 Forbearance of God 188 Fortitude, Christian 89 Fountain open, praise for 64 Funeral thought 183 G GOD. walking with 17 Speaking from Mount Zion 96 Absence from lamented 132 His goodness 172 His forbearance 188 Gloiified in the salva- tion of sinners 191 His power 208 His condescension 209 His grandeur 210 Holiness, justice and mercy 211 Mercy and truth 212 Omniscience 213 Wisdom &, knowledge 214 Good Friday, hymns for 118 122, 155 Gospel, the power of God unto salvation 103 Its blessedness 143 Prayer for its spread 226 251 Grace, growth in 36 Free and unmerited 39 Restoring &, preserving 95 And providence of God 116 Its reign in believers 141 Necessity of renewing 165 Gratitude, christian 61 H HANNAH, her success in prayer 59 Heart, contrite implored 7 Rei^n of grace in the 141 Inconstant animated 235 Hardness of 262 Heaven, us joys 147 Prospect of 124 Heavenly joys on earth 167 Holiness and grace 199 Holv spirit, influence of 87 Prayer for 49, 148,256, 257 His witnessing &, seal- ing influences 94, 169 Hope, christian 236 INDEX. Hope Encouraged 90 And fear 1U I INTERCESSION of Christ 83 Invitation to Christ 4, 11, 140 Jesus precious to tiiem that believe 1 { Tile life of the son] 13 Praise of his victorious love 43, 15 Sweetness of his name to Christians 68 Parting to suffer I The mighty God 71 The true shepherd 75 Joy the fruit of faith 60 Joys of heaven 147 Carnal abandoned 97, 11 5 169 Jubilee, christian 1 ] v Judgment, da^ of 73, 128 129, 228, 238 Li LAMB, praise to £55 Law and gospel 263 Leper healed 65, 2il Life the time to serve the Lord 171 Light, the shining 1 And grace prayed for 18 Lord's day,hymns for 173,246 Living to Christ Love to Christ Redeeming 29, 50 To the brethren 91 to creatures dangerous 201 Lightning in the night 74 M MERCY and judgment 198 Millenium 241 Ministers prayed for 54, 186 Mount Zion, God speak- ing from 68 Morning hymn 173 Mourners comforted 242, 244 N New Birth 28 .New year, hymns for 107, 108 OBEDIENCE, necessi- ty of 171 Old things passed away 11:; Original sin, its remedy lj| Ordinances, prayer lor blessings on 136 Ordination, hvmn for 185 P PARDON of sin prayed for 46. 52 Parting hymns 25, 110, 117 Peace alter a storm 79 Penitent pardoned VJO Penitential hymns 129, iCl 102, 164, 190 Perfections of God en- couraging to hope 90 Perplexitj relieved 80 Poor in spirit 259 Power ot God 208 Praise, hymns of 82, 133. 142 1*1, 176, ISO Prayer, exhortation to 8 Encouragement to 59 Preaching, prayer for blessings on 13 Presence of Christ makes death easy 99, 123 prodigal's return 260 Promises,exceeding great and precious 19, 241. Promises and grace of God 116 Psalm 100 paraphrased 175 R RELIGION, blessings of true 51 Revival of prayed for 70 Resolution of penitent nners Resignation to God Resurrection of Christ NARROW WAY Retirement, its benefits USlRigbteousness of Christ 47 121 137 150 81 INDEX. SAINTS, departed, hap- piness of 232 Salvation wholly of grace 6 Prayed for ' 10 Celebrated 134 Sanctification,prayer for 254 Saviour, his blessing 35 Dying 85 Exalted 86 Seasons crowned with goodness 182,184 Sermon, hymn before 53 after 215 Self-examination 20 Sin, Christ's blood clean- sing from 42 Hatred of 114 Leprosy of healed 65 Original 154 And holiness, their conflict 227 Sinner found wanting 31 His successful resolve 47 Tempted, flying to Christ 100 His only plea 202 His prayer for mercy 32 46, 127 Yet room for 40, 84 Expostulation with 98, 113 Social worship, benefit of 41 44 Spring 59 Star of Bethlehem 126 Submission to God . 247 Scriptures, excellency of 181 T TEMPTATION, Christ a refuge under 100 Time, shortness of 33 Time, how swift 107 And eternity 55 Thirsty soul invited to Christ 11. Thirsting for God 16 Thief on the cross par- doned 66 Trials of Christians 248 Trinity, hymn of praise to 193 Trust in God 230 U UNFRUITFULNESS lamented 187 W WALKING with God 17 Watchfulness and prayer 146 Woman of Canaan, her prayer 234 World, vanity of 104,169 201, 250 Worship, preparation for 178 Social, hymns for ope- ning Hymns to be used in 1,2 125 136 202 110 253 Its pleasures Hymns for closing 25, Y U7 ' YOUNG encouraged to seek Christ 22 On the death of the 23 Z ZEAL and diligence 92 Zion the city of God 106 Her increase prayed for25l Zion's feast Pilgrims Traveller 225 £52 34 H ShESBH JHL ^ v - «* i***- 1 fl v "l^u^/ 1 J //2 3- t^'/// ^ '/f% %. . ±^<~*~**- /& 7 /