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HYMNS AND CHANTS 
 
Printed by Andrews, Prentiss &. Studley 
 4 Devonshue Street. 
 
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 THE 
 
 DISCIPLES' IIYiD" BO 
 
 COLLECTION OF HYMNS AND CHANTS 
 
 iJubU'c aiitr iJiibatc Dcbotfon. 
 
 PREPARED FOR THE USE OF THE CHURCH OF THE DISCIPLES. 
 
 WILL SING WITH THE SPIRIT, AXD I WILL SI>fG WITH THE 
 UNDERSTANDING ALSO.' . . . PAL'L. 
 
 BOSTON: 
 BENJAMIN H. GREENE 
 1844. 
 
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1844, 
 
 BY BENJAMIN H. GREENE, 
 
 In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of 
 
 Massachusetts. 
 
COMPILER'S NOTICE. 
 
 Of making many Hymn Books there is no end. No 
 Hymn Book in fact can perfectly satisfy any one but 
 its autlior ; for we select hymns by our tastes rather 
 than our judgment, and our taste in hymns is de- 
 termined frequently by early accidental associations. 
 We cannot expect perfect contentment therefore with 
 our collections, till each one has made his own. 
 Meantime, this little book has been constructed on 
 a principle of omission rather than of selection. We 
 wished to omit those hymns, numerous in all books, 
 which are seldom used. We have not aimed there- 
 fore at a variety of thought, but at a fulness of sen- 
 timent. All didactic hymns have been omitted, as we 
 judge that the office of a hymn is not to preach but to 
 sing. Some beautiful poetry too, which seemed rather 
 of a meditative than a choral character, has been reluc- 
 tantly but rigorously excluded. On the other hand, 
 we have again searched the Methodist collections 
 
vi compiler's notice. 
 
 carefully, and have foimd many a song of praise and 
 devotion, well adapted to raise the soul to God. We 
 have also tried to provide for those various occasions 
 in which an appropriate sentiment deeply penetrates 
 the heart. Remembering that our singing is an act 
 of worship, the hymns in this book are mostly direct 
 addresses to God. Nor have we scrupled to address 
 also our risen Master ; for though he has taught us 
 that all worship and prayer must be directed to the 
 Father, (John iv. 23 ; xvi. 23 ; Luke xi. 2,) yet if we 
 believe that he is ' with us always,' (Matt, xxviii. 20,) 
 we may surely speak to him as a present Saviour, 
 inv^oking his sympathy and thanking him for his 
 friendship. 
 
COXTENTS. 
 
 33art ):. Cijrfstian ©ccasfons. 
 
 1. mornixg and evexixg. 
 
 2. Introduction and Close of Worship. 
 
 3. Lord's Day. 
 
 4. Social and Domestic Worship. 
 
 5. Baptism, Lord's Supper, and Admission of Members. 
 
 6. Children and Sunday Schools. 
 
 7. Sickness and Death. 
 
 8. Feasts and Fasts. 
 
 9. Charitable, Anniversary, Missionary, and other 
 
 Meetings. 
 
 ^iart 33;. Cijristian Smtimrnts. 
 
 1. Toward God. Adoration. 
 
 2. Toward God. Praise. 
 
 3. Toward God. Submission and Reliance. 
 
 4. Toward Christ. Faith and Obedience. 
 
 5. Toward Ourselves, or Personal Religion. 
 
 I. Inward Religion. 
 II. Outward Religion. 
 
 |3art H3:. i«iscellaneous. 
 
 L Miscellaneous Subjects. 
 
 2. Particular Metres. 
 
 3. Chants and Selections for Chanting. 
 
 4. Index of First Lines. 
 
 5. Index of Subjects. 
 
itlormug anb ^d cuing < 
 
 L. M. Bishop Kenn. 
 
 Nomina ivcsolutions. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul ! and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
 Shake oflf dull sloth, and joyful rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 2 Thy precious time, mispent, redeem ; 
 Each present day thy last esteem ; 
 Improve thy talent with due care ; 
 For the great day thyself prepare. 
 
 3 In conversation be sincere ; 
 
 Keep conscience, as the noontide, clear ; 
 Think how the all-seeing God thy ways 
 And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 
 
 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew ; 
 Scatter my sins like morning dew ; 
 Guard my first springs of thought and will, 
 And with thyself my spirit fill. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 
 All I design, or do, or say. 
 That all my pov/ers, with all their might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. 
 
 S. M. Watts. 
 
 i^orixfng. . . . Sfaljt of t!)c (Kospcl, 
 
 1 Behold the morning sun 
 
 Begins his glorious way! 
 His beams through all the nations run, 
 And life and light convey. 
 
 2 But where the gospel comes, 
 
 It spreads diviner light ; 
 It calls dead sinners from their tombs, 
 And gives the blind their sight. 
 
 3 How perfect is thy word ! 
 
 And all thy judgments just! 
 Forever sure thy promise. Lord, 
 And men securely trust. 
 
 4 My gracious God, how plain 
 
 Are thy directions given ! 
 O may I never read in vain. 
 But find the path to heaven. 
 
 5 I hear thy word with love. 
 
 And I would fain obey ; 
 Send thy good Spirit from above, 
 To guide me, lest I stray. 
 
MORMNG AND EVE>'ING. 
 
 G While with my heart and tongue 
 I spread thy praise abroad, 
 Accept the worship and the song, 
 My Saviour and my God. 
 
 3 L. M. Hawkesworth. 
 
 iitornfng. . . . ^3ini)ci- Cor IJJrotcctfon. 
 
 1 In sleep's serene oblivion laid, 
 
 I safely passed the silent night: 
 Again 1 see the breaking shade, 
 I drink again the morning light. 
 
 2 New-born, I bless the waking hour; 
 
 Once more, with awe, rejoice to be ; 
 My conscious soul resumes her power, 
 And springs, my guardian God ! to thee. 
 
 3 O guide me through the various maze 
 
 My doubtful feet are doomed to tread ; 
 
 And spread thy shield's protecting blaze 
 
 Where dangers press around my head. 
 
 4 A deeper shade shall soon impend, 
 
 A deeper sleep my eyes oppress ; 
 
 Yet then thy strength shall still defend. 
 
 Thy goodness still delight to bless. 
 
 5 That deeper shade shall break away, 
 
 That deeper sleep shall leave my eyes : 
 Thy light shall give eternal day ; 
 Thy love, the rapture of the skies. 
 
4, 5 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 4 L. M. Watts. 
 il^orning. . . . ^P^ajet for CKuitrance. 
 
 1 God of the morning, at whose voice 
 
 The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, 
 And like a giant doth rejoice 
 
 To run his journey through the skies ; 
 
 2 Oh, like the sun may I fulfil 
 
 The appointed duties of the day ; 
 With ready mind and active will 
 
 March on, and keep my heavenly way. 
 
 3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, 
 
 Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; 
 Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure ; 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 
 
 4 Give me thy counsel for my guide, 
 
 And then receive me to thy bliss ; 
 All my desires and hopes beside 
 
 Are faint and cold, compared with this. 
 
 5 7s M. Episcopal Col, 
 
 1 Now the shades of niglit are gone ; 
 Now the morning light is come; 
 Lord, may we be thine to-day. 
 Drive the shades of sin away. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. O 
 
 2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, 
 Banish doubt, and clear our sight ; 
 In thy service. Lord, to-day. 
 
 May we stand, and watch and pray. 
 
 3 Keep our haughty passions bound ; 
 Save us from our foes around ; 
 Going out and coming in, 
 
 Keep us safe from every sin. 
 
 4 When our work of life is past, 
 O receive us then at last ; 
 Night and sin will be no more, 
 When we reach the heavenly shore. 
 
 C. M. Montgomery. 
 
 ftlornfnfl. . . . Cloti's Care. 
 
 1 What secret hand, at morning light. 
 
 Softly unseals mine eye, 
 Draws back the curtain of the night, 
 And opens earth and sky ? 
 
 2 'T is thine, my God, — the same that kept 
 
 My resting hours from harm ; 
 
 No ill came nigh me, for I slept 
 
 Beneath the Almighty's arm. 
 
 3 'T is thine — my daily bread that brings, 
 
 Like manna scattered round, 
 And clothes me, as the lily springs 
 In beauty from the ground. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 4 In death's dark valley though I stray, 
 
 'T would there my steps attend, 
 Guide with the staff" my lonely way, 
 And with the rod defend. 
 
 5 May that sure hand uphold me still 
 
 Through life's uncertain race. 
 To bring me to thine holy hill, 
 x\nd to thy dwelling-place. 
 
 L. M. 6 1. Chr. Psalmist. 
 
 I^ovnina or Hbmms. 
 
 1 As every day thy mercy spares 
 Will bring its trials or its cares, 
 O Father ! till my life shall end, 
 Be thou my counsellor and friend ; 
 Teach me thy statutes all divine. 
 And let thy will be always mine. 
 
 2 When each day's scenes and labors close, 
 And wearied nature seeks repose, 
 
 With pardoning mercy, richly blest. 
 Guard me, my Father, while I rest: 
 And as each morning sun shall rise, 
 O lead me onward to the skies ! 
 
 3 And at my life's last setting sun, 
 My conflicts o'er, my labors done, — 
 Father, thine heavenly radiance shed. 
 To cheer and bless my dying bed ; 
 And from death's gloom my spirit raise. 
 To see thy face, and sing thy praise. 
 
MORNOG A>^D EVE>I>'G. 1 
 
 7s. M. BOWRING. 
 
 if^orninfl or Hbcning. . . . ^11 from Gfotr. 
 
 1 Father! thy paternal care 
 
 Has my guardian iDcen, my guide! 
 Every hallowed wish and prayer 
 Has thy hand of love supplied ; 
 Thine is every thought of bliss, 
 Left by hours and days gone by ; 
 Every hope thy offspring is, 
 Beaming from futiuity. 
 
 2 Every sun of splendid ray ; 
 Every moon that shines serene ; 
 Every morn that welcomes day ; 
 Every evening's twilight scene ; 
 Every hour which wisdom brings ; 
 Every incense at thy sln-ine ; 
 These — and all life's holiest things. 
 And its fairest, — all are thine. 
 
 3 And for all, my hymns shall rise 
 Daily to thy gracious throne : 
 Thither let my asking eyes 
 Turn unwearied — righteous One! 
 Through life's strange vicissitude 
 There reposing all my care. 
 Trusting still, through ill and good. 
 Fixed and cheered and counselled there. 
 
9, 10 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 9 7s. M. Sp. of the Psalms. 
 il^orninfl or SEbetimB. 
 
 1 They who on the Lord rely, 
 Safely dwell though danger 's nigh ; 
 Lo, his sheltering wings are spread 
 O'er each faithful servant's head. 
 
 2 Vain Temptation's wily snare, 
 Christians are Jehovah's care : 
 Harmless flies the shaft hy day, 
 Or in darkness wings its way. 
 
 3 When they wake, or when they sleep. 
 Angel guards their vigils keep ; 
 Death and danger may be near. 
 Faith and Love have nought to fear. 
 
 10 L. M. Watts. 
 il^otninfl ov Kbcning. 
 
 1 My God, how endless is thy love ! 
 Thy gifts are every evening new; 
 And morning mercies, from above, 
 Grently distil like early dew. 
 
 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night. 
 Great Guardian of my sleeping hours; 
 Thy sovereign word restores the light. 
 And quickens all my drowsy powers. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 11 
 
 3 I yield my powers to thy command; 
 To thee I consecrate my days ; 
 Perpetual blessings from thine hand 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 
 11 7s. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Hbcnfna jttjpmn. 
 
 1 Interval of gi-ateful shade, 
 Welcome to my weary head ! 
 Welcome, slumbers to mine eyes, 
 Tired with glaring vanities ! 
 
 2 My great blaster still allows 
 Needful periods of repose: 
 By my heavenly Father blest. 
 Thus I give my powers to rest. 
 
 3 Heavenly Father, gracious name ! 
 Night and day his love the same ! 
 Far be each suspicious thought, 
 Every anxious care forgot ! 
 
 4 Thou, my ever-bounteous God, 
 Crown'st my days with various good ; 
 Thy kind eye, which cannot sleep, 
 My defenceless hours shall keep. 
 
 5 What if death my sleep invade ? 
 Should I be of death afraid ? 
 While encircled by thine arm. 
 Death may strike, but cannot harm. 
 
 2 
 
12 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 6 With thy heavenly presence blest, 
 Death is life, and labor rest : 
 Welcome, sleep or death to me, 
 Still secure, — for still with thee ! 
 
 12 C. M. Anonymous. 
 
 1 Indulgent God, whose bounteous care 
 
 O'er all thy works is shown, 
 O let my grateful praise and prayer 
 Ascend before thy throne ! 
 
 2 What mercies has this day bestowed I 
 
 How largely hast thou blest! 
 My cup with plenty overflowed, 
 With cheerfulness my breast. 
 
 3 Now may sweet slumbers close my eyes, 
 
 From pain and sickness free ; 
 And let my waking thoughts arise 
 To meditate on thee. 
 
 4 So bless each future day and night, 
 
 Till life's fond scene is o'er ; 
 At length, to realms of endless light 
 Enraptured let me soar. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 13 
 
 13 L. M. Bishop Kenn. 
 
 Hbening jD^jimn. 
 
 1 Glory to thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light; 
 Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, 
 Under thy own almighty wiugs. 
 
 2 Forgive me. Lord, through thy dear Son, 
 The ill that I 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 ; 
 
 To die, that this vile body may 
 Rise glorious at the awful day. 
 
 4 O, may my soul on thee repose, 
 
 And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; 
 Sleep that may me more vigorous make. 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
 Fraise him, all creatures here below ; 
 Praise him, ye angels round his throne ; 
 Praise God, the high and holy One. 
 
 2* 
 
14, 15 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 14 7s. M. Anonymous. 
 
 Psalm cxli. 2. 
 
 1 Softly now the light of day 
 Fades upon my sight away ; 
 Free from care, from labor free, 
 Lord, I would commmie with thee- 
 
 2 Thou, whose all-pei-vading eye 
 
 Nought escapes, without, within ; 
 Pardon each infiiinity, 
 Open fault and secret sin. 
 
 3 Soon, for me, the light of day 
 Shall forever pass away ; 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free. 
 Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee. 
 
 15 C. M. Bo WRING. 
 
 Nature's JSbcnitifl ?^£mn. 
 
 1 The heavenly spheres to thee, O God, 
 
 Attune their evening hymn ; 
 All wise, all holy, thou art praised 
 
 In song of seraphim ! 
 Unnumbered systems, suns, and worlds. 
 
 Unite to worship thee. 
 While thy majestic greatness fills 
 
 Space, time, eternity. 
 
MORNING AND EVENING. 15 
 
 2 Nature, — a temple ^yorthy thee, 
 
 That beams with light and love ; 
 Whose flowers so sweetly bloom below, 
 
 Whose stars rejoice above. 
 Whose altars are the mountain cliffs 
 
 That rise along the shore ; 
 Whose anthems, the sublime accord 
 
 Of storm and ocean roar; 
 
 3 Her song of gratitude is sung 
 
 By spring's awakening hours ; 
 Her summer offers at thy shrine 
 
 Its earliest, loveliest flowers ; 
 Her autumn brings its ripened fruits, 
 
 In glorious luxur}- given ; 
 Wliile winter's silver heights reflect 
 
 Thy brightness back to heaven. 
 
 4 On all thou smil'st; and what is man 
 
 Before thy presence, God ? 
 A breath, but yesterday inspired, 
 
 Tomorrow but a clod. 
 That clod shall mingle in the vale. 
 
 But, kindled, Lord, by thee, 
 The spirit to thy arms shall spring, 
 
 To life, to liberty. 
 
16 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 16 L. M. Watts. 
 
 Hbeniitfl Ji^gmn. 
 
 1 Thus far the Lord has led me on, 
 Thus far his power prolongs my days ! 
 And every evenmg shall make known 
 Some fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2 Much of my time has run to waste, 
 And I, perhaps, am near my home ; 
 But he forgives my follies past, 
 
 He gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; 
 Peace is the pillow for my head : 
 While well appointed angels keep 
 Then* watchful stations round my bed. 
 
 4 Faith m his name forbids my fear : 
 O may thy presence ne'er depart ! 
 And in the morning make me hear 
 Thy love and kindness in my heart. 
 
 5 Thus when the night of death shall come, 
 My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, 
 And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
 With sweet salvation in the sound. 
 
MORNING AND. EVENING. 17 
 
 17 L. M. 
 
 ,Snl)i3at1) 2i\3cnfng. 
 
 1 There is a time when inomcnts flow, 
 
 More happily than all beside.; 
 It is, of all the times below 
 A Sabbath at the eventide. 
 
 2 O then the setting sun shines fan-. 
 
 And all below and all above 
 The various forms of Nature wear — 
 One universal garb of love. 
 
 3 And then the peace that Jesus brought 
 
 The life of grace eternal beams, 
 And we, by his example taught 
 Improve the life his love redeems. 
 
 4 Delightful scene ! a world at rest ; 
 
 A God all love ; no grief, no fear ; 
 A heavenly hope, a peaceful breast, 
 A smile, unsullied by a tear. 
 
Introtiuction onb €lo5c of Ipublic 
 toor0l)ip. 
 
 Jo L. M. Salisbury Col. 
 
 E'i)t ^ouBt of eSotr. 
 
 1 Lo, God is here ! Let us adore, 
 
 And humbly bow before his face ; 
 Let all within us feel his power, 
 Let all withm us seek his grace. 
 
 2 Lo, God is here ! Him, day and night. 
 
 United choks of angels sing : 
 To him, enthroned above all height. 
 
 Heaven's host their noblest homage bring. 
 
 3 Being of beings, may our praise 
 
 Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill ! 
 Still may we stand before thy face. 
 Still hear and do thy sovereign will ! 
 
INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE OF WORSHIP. 19, 20 
 
 19 L. M. N. YorkCol. 
 
 Seefeina a asiessfnfl. 
 
 1 Great God! the followers of thy Sou 
 We bow before thy mercy-seat 
 
 To worship thee, the Holy One, 
 And pour our wishes at thy feet. 
 
 2 O grant thy blessing here to-day ! 
 O give thy peo})le joy and peace ! 
 The tokens of thy love display, 
 And favor, that shall never cease. 
 
 3 We seek the truth that Jesus brought; 
 His path of light, we long to tread; 
 Here be his holy doctrines taught, 
 And here, their purest influence shed. 
 
 4 May faith, and hope, and love abound ; 
 Our sins and errors be forgiven ; 
 And we, in thy great day, be found 
 Childi'en of God and heirs of heaven. 
 
 20 L. M. Watts. 
 
 JScnefit of ©rtrfnanccH. 
 
 1 Away from every mortal care. 
 Away from earth, our souls retreat ; 
 We leave this worthless world afar. 
 And wait and worship near thy seat. 
 
21 I>^TRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 2 Lord, in the temple of thy grace, 
 We bow before thee and adore ; 
 We view the glories of thy face, 
 And learn the wonders of thy power. 
 
 3 Whilst here our various wants we mourn, 
 United prayers ascend on high ; 
 
 And faith expects a sure retm-n 
 Of blessmgs in varietj'. 
 
 4 Here, when our spirit faints and dies, 
 And conscience smarts with inward stings ; 
 The Sun of righteousness shall rise. 
 With healing beams beneath liis wings. 
 
 5 Here would our ravished souls abide ; 
 Or if fi-om hence we must depart. 
 Let neither life nor death di^ade 
 Om' God and Saviour from om* heart. 
 
 21 H. M. Watts. 
 
 JLovLQinQ for ti)e ?^ousc of i3ra»cr. 
 
 1 Lord of the worlds above, 
 How pleasant and how fan* 
 The dwellings of thy love, 
 Thine earthly temples are ! 
 
 To thme abode 
 
 My heart aspires, 
 
 With warm desu-es 
 
 To see my God. 
 
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 2 The sparrow for her young 
 With pleasure seeks a nest, 
 And wandering swallows long 
 To find their wonted rest : 
 
 My sjiirit faints, 
 With equal zeal 
 To rise and dwell 
 Among thy saints. 
 
 3 O happy souls that i)ray 
 
 . Where God appoints to hear! 
 O happy men that pay 
 Their constant service there ! 
 
 They praise thee still ; 
 
 And hai)py they 
 
 That love the way 
 
 ToZion'shill! 
 
 4 They go from strength to strength, 
 Through this dark vale of tears. 
 Till each arrives at length, 
 
 Till each in heaven appears : 
 O glorious seat, 
 When God our King 
 Shall thither bring 
 Our willing feet ! 
 
 5 The Lord his people loves ; 
 His hand no good withholds 
 From those his heart approves. 
 From pure and pious souls : 
 
^ INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 Thrice happy he, 
 O God of Hosts, 
 Whose spirit trusts 
 Alone in thee ! 
 
 22 L. M. Watts. 
 
 praise to our €:reator. 
 
 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
 Ye nations bow with sacred joy; 
 Know that the Lord is God alone ; 
 He can create and he destroy. 
 
 2 His sovereign power, without om* aid. 
 Made us of clay, and formed us men ; 
 
 And when like wandering sheep we strayed, 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 3 We are his people, we his care, 
 Our souls and all our mortal frame ; 
 What lasting honors shall we rear, 
 Ahnighty Maker, to thy name ! 
 
 4 We '11 crowd thy gates with thankful songs. 
 High as the heaven our voices raise ; 
 
 And earth, with her ten thousand tongues. 
 Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 
 
 5 Thou Lord art good, thou Lord art kind ; 
 Great is thy grace, thy mercy sure ; 
 And the whole race of men shall find 
 Thy truth from age to asre endure. 
 
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 6 Wide as the world is thy command ; 
 Vast as eternity thy love ; 
 Firm as a rock thy truth shall stand, 
 When rolling years shall cease to move. 
 
 23 S. M. E. Taylor. 
 
 Jxnbftatfon to tljc Jiiousc of (Got). 
 
 I Come to tlie house of prayer, 
 O thou atflicted, come ; 
 The God of peace shall meet thee there : 
 He makes that house his home. 
 
 *2 Come to the house of praise, 
 Ye who are happy now; 
 In sweet accord your voices raise, 
 In kindi'ed homage bow. 
 
 3 Ye aged, hither come. 
 
 For ye have felt iiis love ; 
 Soon shall your trembling tongues be dumb, 
 Your lips forget to move. 
 
 4 Ye young, before his throne, 
 
 Come, bow ; your voices raise ; 
 Let not your hearts his praise disown. 
 Who gives the power to praise. 
 
 5 Thou, w^hose benignant eye 
 
 In mercy looks on all, — 
 Who seest the tear of misery. 
 And hear'st the mourner's call, — 
 
24 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 6 Up to thy dwelling-place, 
 Bear our frail spirits on, 
 Till they outstrip time's tardy pace, 
 And heaven on earth be won. 
 
 24 8 & 7s. M. J. Taylor. 
 
 Survoutitrmg tlje pCercp Sent. 
 
 1 Far from mortal cares retreatmg. 
 
 Sordid hopes and fond desu'es, 
 Here, our willing footsteps meeting. 
 
 Every heart to heaven aspires. 
 From the Fount of glory beaming, 
 
 Light celestial cheers our eyes ; 
 Mercy from above proclaiming 
 
 Peace and pardon from the skies. 
 
 2 Who may share this great salvation ? — 
 
 Every piu-e and humble mind ; 
 Eveiy kindred, tongue and nation. 
 
 From the dross of guilt refined : 
 Blessings all around bestowing, 
 
 God withholds his care from none ; 
 Grace and mercy ever flowing 
 
 From the fomitain of his throne. 
 
 3 Eve IT stain of guilt abhoring. 
 
 Firm and bold in virtue's cause, 
 Still thy providence adoring. 
 Faithful subjects to thy laws. 
 
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 Lord ! ^vitll favor still attend us, 
 Bless us with thy wondrous love ; 
 
 Thou, our sun and shield, defend us ; 
 All om* hope is from above. 
 
 25 L. M. Tate & Brady. 
 
 1 For thee, O God, our constant praise 
 In Zion waits, thy chosen seat ; 
 
 Our promised altars there we '11 raise, 
 And all our zealous vows complete. 
 
 2 O thou, who to my humble prayer 
 Didst always bend thy listening ear, 
 To thee shall all mankind repair, 
 And at thy gracious throne ai)pear. 
 
 3 Om* sins, though numberless, in vain 
 To stop thy flowing mercy try ; 
 While thou o'erlook'st the guilty stain, 
 And washest out the crimson die. 
 
 4 Blest is the man, who, near thee placed, 
 Within thy sacred dwelling lives ; 
 While we, at humble distance taste 
 The vast delights thy worship gives. 
 
26, 27 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 26 L- M. Frothingham. 
 
 STrut!) anti Hobc. 
 
 1 O God, whose presence glows in all 
 Within, around us, and above ! 
 
 Thy word we bless, thy name we call, 
 Whose word is Truth, whose name is Love. 
 
 2 That truth be with the heart believed 
 Of all who seek this sacred place ; 
 
 With power proclaimed, in peace received — 
 Our spirits' light, thy Spirit's grace. 
 
 3 That love its holy influence pour, 
 To keep us meek, and make us free, 
 And throw its binding blessing more 
 Round each with all, and all with thee. 
 
 4 Send down its angel to our side — 
 Send in its calm upon the breast ; 
 For we would know no other guide, 
 And we can need no other rest. 
 
 27 7s. M. BOWRING. 
 
 2ri)e 3afc!) antj 3poor meet toflctjer. 
 
 1 Come the rich, and come the poor, 
 To the Christian temple door ; 
 Let their mingled prayers ascend 
 To the Universal Friend. 
 
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 2 Here the rich and poor may clami 
 Common ancestry and name ; 
 Claim a common heritage 
 
 In the gospel's promise page. 
 
 3 Of the same materials wrought ; 
 By the same Instructer taught ; 
 Walking in life's connnon way; 
 Tending to the same decay ; — 
 
 4 Rich and poor at last shall meet 
 At the heaveidy mercy-seat, 
 Where the name of rich and poor 
 Never shall be uttered more. 
 
 28 C. M. FROTni>-GHAM. 
 
 Cljc Cljurdj. 
 
 1 O Lord of life, and truth, and grace, 
 
 Ere natiu-e was begun. 
 Make welcome to our erring race 
 Thy Spirit and thy Son. 
 
 2 We hail the church, builr high o'er all 
 
 The heathens' rage and scoff. 
 Thy Providence its fenced wall, 
 " The Lamb the light thereof." 
 
 3 Thy Clii'ist hath reached his heavenly seat 
 
 Through sorrows and through scars ; 
 The golden lamps are at his feet, 
 And in his hand the stars. 
 3 
 
29 INTRODUCTIOIV AND CLOSE 
 
 4 O, may he walk among us here, 
 With his rebuke and love, — 
 A brightness o'er this lower sphere, 
 A ray from worlds above. 
 
 29 L. M. Montgomery. 
 
 Kixfaofefng a 33lessiitg. 
 
 1 Lord ! when thy people seek thy face, 
 And dying sinners pray to live. 
 
 Hear thou in heaven, thy dw^elling-place. 
 And, when thou hearest, O forgive ! 
 
 2 Here, when thy messengers proclaim 
 The blessed Gospel of thy Son, 
 Still, by the power of his great name, 
 Be mighty signs and wonders done. 
 
 3 Hosanna ! to their heavenly King, 
 AVhen chikh-en's voices raise that song, 
 Hosanna ! let their angels sing. 
 
 And heaven with earth the strain prolong. 
 
 4 But will indeed Jehovah deign 
 Here to abide, no transient guest ? 
 Here will the world's Redeemer reign. 
 And here the Holy Spirit rest ? 
 
 5 That glory never hence depart ! 
 
 Yet choose not. Lord, this house alone ; 
 Thy kingdom come to every heart, 
 In every bosom fix thy throne. 
 
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 30 S. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 E'^c X^xcscnzc of Ci)n'st. 
 
 1 Jesus, we look to thee, 
 
 Thy promised presence claim I 
 Thou in the midst of us shall be, 
 
 Assembled in thy name : 
 
 Thy name salvation is, 
 
 Which here we come to prove ; 
 Thy name is life, and health, and peace, 
 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 2 Not in the name of pride 
 Or selfishness we meet ; 
 
 From nature's paths we turn aside. 
 
 And worldly thoughts forget. 
 
 We meet, the grace to take 
 
 Which thou hast freely given ; 
 We meet on earth for thy dear sake, 
 
 That we may meet m heaven. 
 
 3 Present we know thou art ; 
 But, O, thyself reveal I 
 
 Now, Lord, let every bounding heart 
 
 The mighty comfort feel ! 
 
 O may thy quick'ning voice 
 
 The death of sin remove ; 
 And bid our inmost souls rejoice 
 
 In hope of perfect love ! 
 
31, 32 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 31 C. M. Methodist Col. 
 JBtBixinQ to meet iuitt) €f)rist. 
 
 1 See, Jesus, thy disciples see, 
 
 The promis'd blessing give ! 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee, 
 Expectmg to receive. 
 
 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
 
 Who in thy name are joined; 
 We wait, according to thy word. 
 Thee in the midst to find. 
 
 3 With us thou art assembled here ; 
 
 But, O, thyself reveal I 
 Son of the living God, appear ! 
 Let us thy presence feel. 
 
 32 L. M. Watts. 
 preparation for Hclioious 2^*ors!)fp. 
 
 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone : 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 
 From flesh 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. 
 
OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 33 
 
 3 When I can say that God is mine, 
 When I can 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. 
 
 33 C. M. Watts. 
 
 SinccritD anti Jtlnpocrisj. 
 
 1 God is a Spirit, just and wise, 
 
 He sees our mmost mind ; 
 In vain to heaven we raise our cries, 
 And leave our souls behind. 
 
 2 Nothing but truth before his throne 
 
 With honor can appear ; 
 The painted hypocrites are knowTi 
 Tiu-ough the disguise they wear. 
 
 3 Then- lifted eyes salute the skies. 
 
 Their bending knees the ground ; 
 But God abhors the sacrifice 
 Where not the heart is found. 
 
34, 35 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, 
 And make my soul smcere ; 
 Then shall I stand before thy face. 
 And find acceptance there. 
 
 34 7s. M. J. Taylor. 
 
 HngagcTittcss m JBcbotipti. 
 
 1 Lord, before thy presence come. 
 Bow we do^vn with holy fear ; 
 Call our erring footsteps home. 
 Let us feel that thou art near. 
 
 2 Wandering thoughts and languid powers 
 Come not where devotion kneels ; 
 
 Let the soul expand her stores, 
 Glowing with the joy she feels. 
 
 3 At the portals of thine house. 
 We resign our earth-born cares : 
 Nobler thoughts our souls engross. 
 Songs of praise and fen^ent prayers. 
 
 35 C. M. BOWRING. 
 
 3Pure 2Wors!)fjp. 
 
 1 The offerings to thy throne which rise, 
 Of mingled praise and prayer. 
 Are but a worthless sacrifice 
 Unless the heart is there. 
 
OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 36 
 
 2 Upon thine all-discerning ear 
 
 Let no vain words intrude ; 
 No tribute but the vow sincere, 
 The tribute of the good. 
 
 3 My offerings will indeed be blest, 
 
 If sanctified by thee ; 
 If thy pure spirit touch my breast 
 With its OAvn pui-ity. 
 
 4 O, may that si)irit -warm my heart 
 
 To piety and love, 
 And to life's lowly vale impart 
 Some rays from heaven above. 
 
 36 7s. M. Bo WRING. 
 
 J^umblc JJr'orsijfp. 
 
 1 When before thy throne we kneel. 
 Filled with awe and holy fear. 
 Teach us, O our God, to feel. 
 
 All thy sacred presence near. 
 
 2 Check each proud and wandering thought 
 AVhen on thy great name we call ; 
 
 Man is nought, is less than nought ; 
 Thou, our God, art all in all. 
 
 3 Weak, imperfect creatures, we 
 In this vale of darkness dwell ; 
 Yet presume to look to thee 
 'Midst thy light ineffable. 
 
37 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 4 O receive the praise that dares 
 Seek thy heaven-exalted throne ; 
 Bless our offerings, hear our prayers, 
 Infinite and Holy One ! 
 
 87 L. M. PlERPONT. 
 
 Knbocation. 
 
 1 O, BOW thine ear. Eternal One; 
 
 On thee, our heart adoring calls ; 
 To thee, the followers of thy Son 
 Bend low within these sacred walls. 
 
 2 Here let thy holy days be kept, 
 
 And be this place to worship given, 
 Like that bright spot where Jacob slept, — 
 The house of God, the gate of heaven. 
 
 3 Here may thine honor dwell ; and here, 
 
 As incense, let thy children's prayer, 
 From contrite hearts and lips sincere, 
 Rise on the still and holy air. 
 
 4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung ; 
 
 Here let thy truth beam forth to save, 
 As when, of old, thy Spirit hung. 
 
 On wings of light, o'er Jordan's wave. 
 
 5 And when the lips, that with thy name 
 
 Are vocal now, to dust shall turn. 
 On others may devotion's flame 
 Be kindled here, and purely burn. 
 
or PUBLIC WORSHIP. 38, 39 
 
 38 C. M. Bryant. 
 
 Kmploring tljc Compassion of Cfo^. 
 
 1 O God, whose di-ead and dazzling brow 
 
 Love never yet forsook, 
 On those who seek tliy presence now, 
 In deep compassion look ; — 
 
 2 For many a fi-ail and en-ing heart 
 
 Is in thy holy sight. 
 And feet too willing to dei)art 
 From the plain way of right. 
 
 3 Yet, pleased the humble prayer to hear, 
 
 And kmd to all that live. 
 Thou, when thou seest tlie contrite tear, 
 Art ready to forgive. 
 
 4 Lord, aid us with thy heavenly grace 
 
 Our truest bliss to find, 
 Nor sternly judge our erring race. 
 So feeble and so blind. 
 
 39 C. M. Bishop Heber. 
 ^\ie SceTr of tt)c SLSt'ortr. 
 
 1 O God, by whom the seed is given, 
 By whom the harvest blest ; 
 Whose word, like manna showered from heaven, 
 Is planted in om* breast; — 
 
40 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 2 Presence it fi-om the passing feet, 
 
 And plunderers of the air ; 
 The suhry sun's intenser heat, 
 And weeds of worldly care. 
 
 3 Though buried deep, or thinly strown, 
 
 Do thou thy grace supply ; 
 The hope in earthly furrows sown 
 Shall ripen m the sky. 
 
 40 7s. M. Salisbury Col. 
 
 ^troratfon. 
 
 1 Holt, holy, holy Lord ! 
 
 Be thy glorious name adored ; 
 Lord, thy mercies never fail ; 
 Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 
 
 2 Though unworthy. Lord, thine ear, 
 Deign our humble songs to hear ; 
 Purer praise we hope to bring. 
 When aroimd thy tin-one we sing. 
 
 3 There no tongue shall silent be ; 
 All shall join in harmony ; 
 
 That through heaven's capacious round 
 Praise to thee may ever sound. 
 
 4 Lord, thy mercies never fail ; 
 Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord I 
 
 Be thy glorious name adored. 
 
OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 41, 42 
 
 41 S. M. Watts. 
 
 3.3raisc ivom all Xntfons. 
 
 1 Thy name, Almighty Lord, 
 
 Shall soimd'throuirh distant lands ; 
 Great is thy grace, and sure thy word ; 
 Thy truth forever stands. 
 
 2 Far be thine honors spread. 
 
 And long thy praise endure, 
 Till morning light and evening shade 
 Shall be exchanged no more. 
 
 42 8 & 7s. 31. J. Newto>\ 
 33cnetrictfott. 
 
 1 Mat the grace of Christ our Saviour, 
 
 And the Father's boundless love, 
 With the Holy Spirit's favor. 
 Rest upon us from above. 
 
 2 Thus may we abide in union 
 
 With each other and the Lord, 
 
 And possess, m sweet connnunion, 
 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
43, 44 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 43 *8 & 7s. M. Calamy. 
 SScfore or after Sermon. 
 
 1 Lord of Nature, source of light, 
 
 111 pity view thy world below ; 
 Guide our erring footsteps right. 
 
 Through these scenes of guilt and woe. 
 
 2 Grant thy Spirit ! By thy kindness 
 
 Let our errors be forgiven ; 
 Heal our sins, dispel our blindness. 
 Then, conduct us safe to heaven. 
 
 44 C. M. Watts. 
 ^ asiessetr ffiPospcL 
 
 1 Blest are the souls that hear and know 
 
 The gospel's joyful sound, 
 Peace shall attend the paths they go, 
 And light their steps surround. 
 
 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, 
 
 Through their Redeemer's name ; 
 His righteousness exalts their hope. 
 Nor dares the world condemn. 
 
 3 The Lord, our gloiy and defence. 
 
 Strength and salvation gives : 
 Israel, thy King forever reigns. 
 Thy God forever lives. 
 
OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 45, 46 
 
 45 7s. M. 6 1. Spirit of the Ps. 
 jFuturc CSlorn of tijc €l)urcl). 
 
 1 On thy church, O Power Divine, 
 Cause thy glorious face to shiiie ; 
 Till the nations from afar 
 
 Hail lier as their guiding star ; 
 Till her sons from zone to zone 
 Make thy great salvation known. 
 
 2 Then shall God, with lavish hand, 
 Scatter blessings o'er the land ; 
 Earth shall yield her rich increase, 
 Every breeze shall whisper peace, 
 And the world's remotest bound 
 With the voice of praise resound. 
 
 46 C. M. Cappe's Sel. 
 33ra2cr for 33ibfnc i3ircction. 
 
 1 Eternal Source of life and light. 
 
 Supremely good and wise. 
 To thee we bring our grateful vows. 
 To thee lift up our eyes. 
 
 2 Our dark and erring minds illume 
 
 With truth's celestial rays ; 
 Inspire our hearts with sacred love. 
 And tune our lips to praise. 
 
47 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 3 Safely conduct us, by thy grace, 
 Through life's perplexing road ; 
 And place us, when that journey 's o'er, 
 At thy right hand, O God. 
 
 47 S. M. Episcopal Col. 
 
 ©Gospel Knbitations. 
 
 1 The Spu-it, in our hearts, 
 
 Is whispering, ' Sinner, come ; ' 
 The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims 
 To all his childi-en, ' come ! ' 
 
 2 Let him that heareth say 
 
 To all about him, come ! 
 Let him that thu*sts for righteousness, 
 To Christ, the fountain, come ! 
 
 3 Yes, whosoever will, 
 
 O let him freely come. 
 And freely drink the stream of life ; 
 'T is Jesus bids him come. 
 
 4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites. 
 
 Declares, ' I quickly come : ' 
 Lord, even so ! I wait thine hour ; 
 Jesus, my Saviour, come ! 
 
OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 48 
 
 48 7s. 31. Mrs. Barbauld. 
 
 I-nbftatfons of S^sus. 
 
 1 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice, 
 Come and make my paths your choice : 
 I -will guide you to your home ; 
 WeaiT pilgrim, hither come ! 
 
 2 Thou, who, houseless, sole, forlorn, 
 Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, 
 Long hast roamed the ban-en waste, 
 Weary pilgrim, hither haste ! 
 
 3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain, 
 Seek for ease, but seek in vain ; 
 Ye, whose swoln and sleepless eyes 
 Watch to see the morning rise : 
 
 4 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, 
 
 In remorse for guilt who mourn, 
 Here repose your heavy care : 
 A wounded sphit, who can bear ? 
 
 5 
 
 Balm that flows for every wound ; 
 Peace that ever shall endui*e, 
 Rest eternal, sacred, sui-e. 
 
49 INTRODUCTIOIS^ AND CLOSE 
 
 49 7s. M. 8 1. Methodist Col. 
 
 " mfis tofll se Bfe ? ♦♦ 
 
 1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, your Maker, asks you why ? 
 God, who did your being give. 
 Made you with himself to live ; 
 He the fatal cause demands, 
 Asks the work of his own hands, 
 Why, ye thankless creatures, why 
 Will ye cross his love, and die ? 
 
 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 Christ, your Saviour, asks you why ? 
 Christ, who did your souls retrieve, 
 Died himself, that ye might live. 
 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord again ? 
 
 Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why 
 Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 
 
 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? 
 
 In your hearts God asks you why ? 
 He who all your lives hath strove — 
 Woo'd you to embrace his love : 
 Will ye not his grace receive ? 
 Will ye still refuse to live ? 
 Why, you long-sought sinners, why 
 Will you grieve your God, and die ? 
 
OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 50 
 
 50 L. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 Knbftatfon to ^fnncrs. 
 
 1 Come, then, ye sinners, to yowr Lord, 
 In Christ to paratUse restor'd ; 
 
 His profTer'd benefits embrace ; 
 The plentitude of gospel-gi-ace : 
 
 2 A pardon written with liis blood. 
 The favor and the peace of God ; 
 The seeing eye, the feeHng sense. 
 The mystic joys of penitence : 
 
 3 The godly grief, the pleasing smart, 
 The meltings of a broken heart ; 
 The tears that tell } our sins forgiven ; 
 The sighs that waft your souls to heaven : 
 
 4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress, 
 The unutterable tenderness ; 
 
 The genuine, meek humility; 
 
 The wonder, " Why such love to me ! " 
 
 5 The o'erwhelming power of saving gi*ace. 
 The sight that veils the seraph's face ; 
 The speechless awe that dares not move, 
 And all the silent heaven of love ! 
 
 4 
 
51 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE 
 
 51 8 & 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 Jxnbitatfon to Sinners. 
 
 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and needy. 
 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sore, 
 Jesus ready stands to save you. 
 
 Full of pity, love and power ; 
 He is able, 
 He is willing, doubt no more. 
 
 2 Let not conscience make you linger, 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 All the fitness he requireth 
 
 Is to feel your need of hun ; 
 This he gives you, 
 'T is the spirit's struggling beam. 
 
 3 Come, ye weaiy, heavy laden ; 
 
 Bruised and mangled by the fall, 
 If you tarry till you 're better. 
 
 You will 1 ever come at all. 
 Not the righteous. 
 Sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 4 Agonizing m the garden. 
 
 Blessed Jesus prostrate lies ; 
 On the bloody cross behold him ! 
 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 " It is finished ! " 
 SLaner, will not this suffice. 
 
OF PUBLIC WORSHIP. 52 53 
 
 5 Saints and angels joined in concert, 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb ; 
 Wliile the bhssful seats of heaven 
 Sweetly echo with his name — 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Sinners here may do the same. 
 
 •^2 7s. M. 6 1. Methodist Col. 
 
 1 Why not now, my God, my God ! 
 
 Ready if thou always art, 
 Make in me thy mean abode. 
 
 Take possession of my heart : 
 If thou canst so greatly bow. 
 Friend of sinners, why not now.' 
 
 2 God of love, in this my day. 
 
 For thyself to tliee I cry : 
 Dying, — if thou still delay, 
 
 Must I not forever die ? 
 Enter now thy poorest home, 
 Now, my utmost Saviour, come ! 
 
 53 8 & 7s. M. S. F. Adams. 
 
 1 PART|m peace ! is day before us ? 
 Praise his name for life and light ; 
 Are the shadows lengthening o'er us ? 
 Bless his care who guards the night. 
 
54 INTRODUCTION AND CLOSE OF WORSHIP. 
 
 2 Part ill peace ! with deep thanksgiving, 
 
 Rendering, as we homeward tread, 
 Gracious service to the hving, 
 Tranquil memory to the dead. 
 
 3 Part in peace ! such are the praises 
 
 God our Maker loveth best ; 
 Such the worship that upraises 
 Human hearts to heavenly rest. 
 
 54 L. M. PlERPONT. 
 
 O Thou, to whom, in ancient time. 
 The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung. 
 Whom kings adored in song sublime. 
 And prophets praised with glowing tongue ! 
 
 Not now on Zion's height alone 
 Thy favored worshipper may dwell, 
 Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son 
 Sat weary by the patriarch's well. 
 
 From eveiy place below the skies, 
 The grateful song, the fervent prayer, 
 The incense of the heart, may rise 
 To heaven, and find acceptance there. 
 
 O, Thou to whom, in ancient time, 
 The lyre of prophet-bards was strung, 
 To thee, at last, in every clime 
 Shall temples rise, and praise be sung. 
 
Covii'si DaT3, 
 
 55 L. M. Stennett. 
 
 Clje €l)rfstian <Sntbat1) ^omfng. 
 
 1 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Sabbatli is begun ; 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest ; 
 Improve the day that God liath blest. 
 
 2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise. 
 As grateful mcense, to the skies, 
 
 And di'aw from Heaven tliat sweet repose, 
 Which none but he that feels it knows ! 
 
 3 This heavenly calm, within the breast, 
 Is the dear pledge of glorious rest. 
 Which for the chm-ch of God remains, 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 4 In holy duties let the day — 
 
 In holy pleasures — pass away ; 
 How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 
 
56, 57 lord's day. 
 
 56 S. M. Spirit of the Ps. 
 
 a:!)e Jiag of j^est. 
 
 1 Sweet is the task, O Lord, 
 Thy glorious acts to sing, 
 
 To praise thy name, and hear thy word. 
 And grateful offerings bruig. 
 
 2 Sweet at the dawning hour. 
 Thy boundless love to tell ; 
 
 And when the night-wind shuts the flower, 
 Still on the theme to dwell. 
 
 3 Sweet on this day of rest. 
 To join in heart and voice. 
 
 With those who love and sei-ve thee best, 
 And in thy name rejoice. 
 
 4 To songs of praise and joy. 
 Be every Sabbath given. 
 
 That such may be our blest employ 
 Eternally in heaven. 
 
 57 8 & 7s. M. Sun. School H. B. 
 
 Saftfiatl) i^Hovnfng. 
 
 1 Welcome, welcome, quiet morning, 
 Welcome is this holy day ; 
 Now the Sabbath morn returning, 
 Says a week has passed away. 
 
lord's day. 58 
 
 Let me think how time is passing, 
 
 Soon the longest hfe departs, 
 Nothing human is abiding, 
 
 Save the love of humble hearts. 
 
 2 Love to God, and to our neighbor. 
 
 Makes our purest liappiness ; 
 Vain the wish, the care, the labor, 
 
 Earth's poor trifles to possess. 
 Swift my life's vain dreams are passing. 
 
 Like the startled dove they fly ; 
 Or the clouds each other chasing. 
 
 Over yonder quiet sky. 
 
 .3 Father, now one prayer I raise thee ; 
 
 Give an humble, grateful heart ; 
 Never let me cease to praise thee, 
 
 Never from thy fear depart. 
 Then, when years have gather'd o'er me, 
 
 And the world is sunk in shade. 
 Heaven's bright realm will rise before me ; 
 
 There my treasure will be laid. 
 
 58 L. M. Sujf. School H. B. 
 
 Sfifibntl; Ban. 
 
 1 We bless thee for this sacred day. 
 Thou who hast every blessing given. 
 Which sends the dreams of earth away. 
 And yields a glimpse of opening heaven. 
 
59 lord's day. 
 
 2 Lord, in this day of holy rest, 
 
 We would unprove the calm repose ; 
 And, in thy service truly blest. 
 Forget the world, its joys and woes. 
 
 3 Lord ! may thy truth, upon the heart. 
 Now fall and dwell as heavenly dew, 
 And flowers of grace in freshness start 
 Where once the weeds of error grew. 
 
 4 We would our prayers with fen^or bring, 
 And lay them at thy sacred throne ; 
 And render praise, O heavenly King, 
 To thee, whom praise can claim alone. 
 
 59 7s. M. 6 1. Sun. School H. B. 
 
 1 Safely through another week, 
 God has brought us on our way ; 
 Let us now a blessing seek. 
 Waiting in his courts to-day. 
 Day of all the week the best. 
 Emblem of eternal rest ! 
 
 2 Mercies, multiplied each hour, ' 
 Through our lives, our praise demand ; 
 Guarded by thy mighty power, 
 
 Fed and guided by thy hand. 
 Yet ungrateful we have been. 
 Paying back these gifts with sin. 
 
LORD S DAY. 
 
 3 Lord, we pray for pardouiiig gi'ace, 
 In our dear Redeemer's uame : 
 Sin remove, and in its place 
 Give us virtue's purest flame ; 
 Thus, from all our sins set free, 
 May we rest at last with thee. 
 
 60 S. 31. Watts. 
 
 €\)c 3ioxVs Ban. 
 
 1 Welcome, sweet day of rest. 
 
 That saw the Lord arise ; 
 Welcome to this reviving breast. 
 And these rejoicing eyes. 
 
 2 The King himself comes near, 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; 
 Here we may sit and see him here. 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day amidst the place 
 
 Where my dear God hath been. 
 Is sweeter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 
 In such a frame as this. 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 60 
 
61 lord's day. 
 
 ol L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 2ri)e 2Eternal Saftiat]^. 
 
 1 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows, 
 On this thy day, in this thy house ; 
 And o^vn, as grateful sacrifice. 
 
 The songs which fi-om thy chui'ches rise. 
 
 2 Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love ; 
 But there 's a nobler rest above ; 
 
 To that oiu' longmg souls aspire, 
 With earnest hope and strong desire. 
 
 3 No more fatigue, no more distress ; 
 Nor sin nor death shall reach the place ; 
 No groans to mingle with the songs 
 Which warble from immortal tongues. 
 
 4 No rude alarms of raging foes ; 
 No cares to break the long repose ; 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun, 
 But sacred, high, eternal, noon. 
 
 o O long expected day, begin ; 
 
 Dawn on these realms of woe and sin ; 
 Fain would we leave this weary road. 
 And sleep in death, to rest with God. 
 
lord's day. 62, 63 
 
 62 L- M. Mrs. Barbauld. 
 
 1 When, as returns this solemn day, 
 Man comes to meet his Maker, God, 
 What rites, wliat honors shall he pay ? 
 How spread his Sovereign's praise abroad ? 
 
 2 From marble domes, and gilded spires, 
 Shall curling clouds of incense rise ? 
 And gems, and gold, and garlands deck 
 The costly pomp of sacrifice ? 
 
 3 Vain, sinful man ! Creation's Lord 
 Thy golden offerings well may spare ; 
 But give thy heart, and tJiou shalt find 
 Here dwells a God who hearcth prayer. 
 
 63 C. M. Mrs. Barbauld. 
 
 Snlibatf) JiJmirn. 
 
 1 Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares. 
 
 Of earth and folly born ; 
 Ye shall not dim the light that streams 
 From this celestial morn. 
 
 2 To-morrow will be time enough 
 
 To feel yom- harsh control ; 
 Ye shall not violate, this day, 
 The Sabbath of the soul. 
 
64, 65 lord's DAT. 
 
 3 Sleep, sleep forever, guilty thoughts ; 
 Let fii*es of vengeance die ; 
 And, purged from sin, may I behold 
 A God of purity. 
 
 64 L. M. Sun. School H. B. 
 
 1 Called by the Sabbath bells aw^ay. 
 Unto thy holy temple, Lord, 
 
 I '11 go, with willing mind to pray, 
 To praise thy name and hear thy word. 
 
 2 O sacred day of peace and joy, 
 Thy hours are ever dear to me ; 
 Ne'er may a sinful thought destroy 
 The holy cahn I find in thee. 
 
 3 Dear are thy peaceful hours to me. 
 For God has given them in his love 
 To tell how calm, how blest shall be 
 The endless day of heaven above. 
 
 65 7s. M. Sun. School H. B. 
 
 1 Sacred day, forever blest ! 
 Day of all our days the best ! 
 Welcome hours of praise and prayer, 
 Free from toil, fatigue and care ! 
 
lord's day. ()6 
 
 2 Happy, happy, happy. Lord, 
 
 Those who hear and read thy word ! 
 Happy those who dwell with thee I 
 Who thy grace and glory see. 
 
 3 We once more have heard thy voice, 
 
 Lord, in thee our souls rejoice ; 
 Borne by faith to worlds on high, 
 Called to reign above the sky. 
 
 4 Though this day of rest we close, 
 
 Still in thee our hearts repose ; 
 Guide and guard us all our days : 
 O may all our lives be praise ! 
 
 66 C. M Montgomery. 
 
 Ubcufnfl ff5^'ors1)fp. 
 
 Wlien his disciples met. 
 O'er his lost fellowship to grieve, 
 Nor knew the Scripture yet, — 
 
 2 Lo, in their midst his form was seen, — 
 
 The form in which he died ; 
 Their blaster's marred and wounded mien, • 
 His hands, his feet, his side. 
 
 3 Then were they glad their Lord to know, 
 
 And hailed him, yet with fear ; — 
 Jesus, again thy presence show ; 
 Meet thy disciples here. 
 
66 lord's day. 
 
 4 Be in our midst ; let faith rejoice 
 
 Our risen Lord to view, 
 And make our spirits hear thy voice 
 Say, " Peace be unto you ! " 
 
 5 And while with thee, in social hours, 
 
 We commune through thy word. 
 May our hearts burn, and all our powers 
 Confess, " It is the Lord." 
 
0Ddal ttJor^ljip. 
 
 67 L- M. BowRir 
 
 Jl-ntrotiuctfon to Ebcning Woxsf)ip, 
 
 1 How shall we praise thee, Lord of light! 
 
 How shall we all thy love declare ! 
 The earth is veiled in shades of night, 
 
 But heaven is open to our prayer, — 
 That heaven, so bright with stars and suns, — 
 
 That glorious heaven which has no bound, 
 Wliere the full tide of being runs. 
 
 And life and beauty glow around. 
 
 '2 We would adore thee, God subhme. 
 
 Whose power and wisdom, love and grace, 
 Are greater than the round of tune. 
 
 And wider than the bounds of space. 
 O, how shall thought expression find, 
 • All lost in thine immensity ! 
 How shall we seek thee, glorious Mind, 
 Amid thy di-ead infinity ! 
 
bo SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 3 But thou art present with us here, 
 
 As in thy ghttering, high domain ; 
 And grateful hearts and humble fear 
 
 Can never seek thy face in vain. 
 Help us to praise thee, Lord of light ; 
 
 Help us thy boundless love declare ; 
 And, while we crowd thy courts to-night. 
 
 Aid us, and hearken to our prayer. 
 
 Oo C. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 JFor Smceiftn. 
 
 1 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
 
 And think ourselves sincere ; 
 But show us, Lord, is every one 
 Thy real worshipper ? 
 
 2 Is here a soul that knows thee not, 
 
 Nor feels his want of thee ? 
 A stranger to the blood which bought 
 His pardon on the tree ? 
 
 3 Convince him now of unbelief; 
 
 His desperate state exi3lain : 
 And fill his heart with sacred grief, 
 And penitential pain. 
 
 4 O that we all might now begin 
 
 Om* foolishness to mourn ; 
 And turn at once from every sin, 
 And to our Saviour turn. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 69 
 
 5 Give us ourselves and thee to know, 
 
 111 this oiu' gracious day ; 
 
 Repentance unto hie bestow, 
 
 And take our sins away. 
 
 6 Conclude us first in unbelief. 
 
 And freely then release ; 
 Fill eveiy soul with sacred grief, 
 And then with sacred peace. 
 
 7 Impoverish, Lord, and then relieve. 
 
 And then enrich the poor ; 
 The knowledge of our sickness give ; 
 The knowledge of our cure. 
 
 69 ''s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 3htbocatfon. 
 
 1 Father, at thy footstool see 
 Those who now are one in thee : 
 Draw us by tliy grace alone ; 
 Give, O give us to thy Son. 
 
 2 Jesus, friend of human kind, 
 Let us in thy name be join'd ; 
 Each to each unite and bless ; 
 Keep us still in perfect peace. 
 
 3 Heavenly, all-alluring Dove, 
 Shed thy over-shadowing love ; 
 Love, the sealing grace impart ; 
 Dwell within our single heart. 
 
 5 
 
70, 71 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 70 L. M. COWPER. 
 
 jFoc Social Ob*ors|)fp. 
 
 1 Our God, where'er thy people meet, 
 There they behold thy mercy-seat ; 
 Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, 
 And every place is hallowed groimd. 
 
 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 Here may we prove the power of prayer, 
 To strengthen faith, and sweeten care ; 
 To teach our faint desires to rise, 
 
 And bring all heaven before our eyes. 
 
 4 Lord, we are few, but thou art near ; 
 Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear : 
 O rend the heavens, come quickly down. 
 And make a thousand hearts thine own ! 
 
 71 C. M. Watts. 
 
 SafetD of t|)e €!jurr!). 
 
 1 How honorable is the place 
 Where we adoring stand ! 
 Zion, the glory of the earth, 
 And beauty of the land ! 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 72 
 
 2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend 
 
 The city where we dwell ! 
 The walls, of strong salvation made, 
 Defy the assaults of hell. 
 
 3 Lift up the everlasting gates. 
 
 The doors wide open fling ; 
 Enter, ye nations, who obey 
 The statutes of our King. 
 
 4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys, 
 
 And live m perfect peace ; 
 You, who have known Jehovah's name, 
 And tasted of his grace. 
 
 5 Trust in the Lord, forever trust, 
 
 And banish all your fears ; 
 Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 
 Eternal as his years. 
 
 72 S. M. Watts. 
 
 33roti)cvIi) Slobc. 
 
 1 Blest are the sons of peace. 
 
 Whose hearts and hopes are one ; 
 Whose kind designs to sei*ve and please 
 Through all their actions run ! 
 
 2 Blest is the pious house. 
 
 Where zeal and friendship meet; 
 Their songs of praise, their mingled vows. 
 Make their commmiion sweet. 
 
73 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 3 Thus on the heavenly hills 
 The saints are blest above ; 
 Where peace like morning dew distils, 
 And all the air is love. 
 
 73 8 & 7s. M. CowpER. 
 
 jFutuve 3P£^ace antr 6Jlor2 of t\fc dtfwixci), 
 
 1 Hear w^hat God, the Lord, hath spoken : 
 
 O my people, faint and fevr, 
 Comfortless, afflicted, broken : 
 
 Fair abodes I build for you : 
 Scenes of heartfelt tribulation 
 
 Shall no more perplex your ways ; 
 You shall name your walls salvation, 
 
 And your gates shall all be praise. 
 
 2 There, like streams that feed the garden, 
 
 Pleasures without end shall flow ; 
 For the Lord, your faith rewarding, 
 
 All his bounty shall bestow : 
 Still in undisturbed possession 
 
 Peace and righteousness shall reign ; 
 Never shall you feel oppression, 
 
 Hear the voice of war again. 
 
 3 Ye, no more your suns descending, 
 
 Waning moons no more shall see ; 
 But your griefs forever ending, 
 Find eternal noon in me : 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 74 
 
 God shall rise, and shining o'er you, 
 Change to-day the gloom of night ; 
 
 He, the Lord, shall be your glory, 
 God your eyerlastins light. 
 
 74 8 & 7s. M. J. Newton. 
 
 Z\)c Cftn of (TtO^. 
 
 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God ! 
 He whose word cannot be broken, 
 Formed thee for his own abode. 
 
 2 On the Rock of Ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 With sahation's walls surrounded, ' 
 
 Thou mayst smile at all thy foes. 
 
 ^ See ! the streams of living waters, 
 Springing from eternal love, 
 Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
 Aiid all fear of want remove. 
 
 4 Who can faint while such a river 
 Ever flows their thirst to assuage ? 
 Grace, which, like the Lord the Giver, 
 Never faDs fi'om age to age. 
 
75 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 75 7 & 6s. M. CowpER. 
 
 Sow mitj 3,3cace in a^dicbmg. 
 
 1 Sometimes a light surprises 
 
 The Christian while he sings ; 
 It is the Lord, who rises 
 
 With healing on his wings : 
 When comforts are declining, 
 
 He grants the soul again 
 A season of clear sliming, 
 
 To cheer it after rain. 
 
 2 In holy contemplation, 
 
 We sweetly then pursue 
 The theme of God's salvation, 
 ' And find it ever new ; 
 
 Set free from present soitow, 
 
 We cheerfully can say, 
 E'en let the unknown to-morrow 
 
 Brmg with it what it may ! 
 
 3 It can bring with it nothing 
 
 But he will bear us through ; 
 Who gives the lilies clothing 
 
 Will clothe his people too ; 
 Beneath the spreading heavens 
 
 No creature but is fed ; 
 And he who feeds the ravens 
 
 Will give his children bread. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 76, 77 
 
 76 C. M. Dre.n-va.v. 
 
 1 The heaven of heavens cannot contain 
 
 The universal Lord ! 
 Yet he in humble hearts will deign 
 To dwell and be adored. 
 
 2 Where'er ascends the sacrifice 
 
 Of fervent praise and j)rayer, 
 Or on the earth or in the skies, 
 The God of heaven is there. 
 
 3 His presence is diffused abroad 
 
 Through realms, through worlds unkno^vn : 
 Who seek the mercies of our God 
 Are ever near his tlirone. 
 
 7T 7s. M. A>-ciE>-T Hymns. 
 
 Commen^atorjj of .Social ^[j&oxs'iiip. 
 
 1 Ever sounds with holy hymns 
 
 The abode of saints on high. 
 Echoing to the seraphim's 
 
 Holy, holy, holy ciy : 
 Joining that great psalm of praise, 
 We om- humbler voices raise. 
 
 2 O'er our temple, Lord of all, 
 
 Thy benignant light extend ; 
 Here be present at our call ; 
 Here thy people's vows attend ; 
 
 V, 
 
/b SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 And our fainting souls imbue, 
 Father, with thy heavenly dew. 
 
 3 Here may still the meek request 
 
 Of the faithful heart obtain 
 Foretaste of those mansions blest, 
 
 Visions bright of glory gain. 
 Till, from bonds corporeal free, 
 We those blissful mansions see. 
 
 4 Now be to the Father done 
 
 Homage, as at all times meet. 
 Through his well-beloved Son, 
 
 Sharer of his heavenly seat, — 
 Homage such as all things owe, 
 Saints above and men below. 
 
 78 C. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 1 Try us, O God, and search the ground 
 
 Of every sinful heart : 
 Wliate'er of sin in us is found, 
 O bid it all depart ! 
 
 2 When to the right or left we sti-ay. 
 
 Leave us not comfortless ; 
 But guide our feet into the way 
 Of everlasting peace. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 79 
 
 3 Help us to help each other, Lord, 
 
 Each other's cross to hear, 
 
 Let each his frieiully aid afford, 
 
 And feel his hrother's care. 
 
 4 Help us to build each other up, 
 
 Our little stock improve ; 
 Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
 And perfect us m love. 
 
 5 Up into thee our living Head, 
 
 Let us in all things grow. 
 Till thou hast made us free indeed, 
 And spotless here below. 
 
 (3 Then, when the mighty work is ^^T0Ught, 
 Receive thy ready bride : 
 Give US in heaven a happy lot 
 With all the sanctified. 
 
 79 8 & 7s. M. 'Wesley's Col. 
 
 Bibmc 2.obc. 
 
 1 Love divine, all love excelling, 
 
 Joy of heaven, to earth come down, 
 Fix in us thy humble dwelling. 
 
 All thy faithful mercies cro\\Ti. 
 Father, thou art all compassion ; 
 
 Pure, unbounded love thou art; 
 Visit us with thy salvation. 
 
 Enter every longing heart. 
 
80 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit 
 
 Into eveiy troubled breast ; 
 Let us all in thee inherit, 
 
 Let us find thy promised rest. 
 Come, almighty to deliver, 
 
 Let us all thy life receive ; 
 Graciously come down, and never, 
 
 Never more thy temples leave. 
 
 80 C. M. Ancient Hymns. 
 
 Social 3Ebnting 5!I3^orst)ip. 
 
 1 O, 'tis a scene the heart to move, 
 
 When, at the close of day. 
 Whom God unites in Christian love 
 Unite their thanks to pay. 
 
 2 What though the number be but small ? 
 
 Whenever two or three 
 Join on the Saviour's name to call, 
 There in the midst is he. 
 
 3 When faithful and repentant hearts 
 
 His heavenly grace ensue. 
 His grace, entreated, he imparts 
 To many or to few. 
 
 4 O, come, then, and, with joint accord. 
 
 In social worship meet ; 
 And, mindful of the Saviour's word, 
 The Saviour's boon entreat. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 81 
 
 gj 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 Slonfifna to 3Lobe €Jotr. 
 
 1 Lord, my God, I long to know, — 
 
 Ofl it causes anxious tliouglit, — 
 Do I love thee, Lord, or no ? 
 Am I thine, or am I not ? 
 
 2 Could my heart so hard remain. 
 
 Prayer a task and burden prove, 
 Any dut>' give me pain. 
 If I knew a Saviour's love ? 
 
 3 When I turn mine eyes within, 
 
 O, how dark, and vain, and wild I 
 Prone to unbelief and sin. 
 Can I deem myself thy child ? 
 
 4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, 
 
 Fhid my sin a grief and thrall : 
 Should I grieve for what I feel, 
 If I did not love at all ? 
 
 5 Could I love thy saints to meet. 
 
 Choose the ways I once abhoiTed, 
 Find at times the promise sweet, 
 If I did not love thee. Lord ? 
 
 6 Saviour, let me love thee more, 
 
 If I love at all, I pray : 
 If I have not loved before, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
82 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 oJi 8 & 7s. M. Ancient Hymns. 
 
 1 Bright the vision that delighted 
 
 Once the sight of Judah's seer ; 
 Sweet the countless tongues united 
 
 To entrance the prophet's ear. 
 Round the Lord in glory seated, 
 
 Cherubim and seraphim 
 Filled his temple, and repeated 
 
 Each to each th' alternate hynm : — 
 
 2 " Lord, thy glory fills the heaven ; 
 
 Earth is with its fulness stored ; 
 Unto thee be glory given. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord!" 
 Heaven is still with glory ringmg ; 
 
 Earth takes up the angels' ciy, 
 " Holy, holy, holy," smging, 
 
 " Lord of hosts, the Lord most high ! " 
 
 3 Ever thus in God's high praises, 
 
 Brethren, let our tongues unite, 
 Whilst our thoughts his greatness raises, 
 
 And our love his gifts excite. 
 With his seraph train before him. 
 
 With his holy chiu'ch below. 
 Thus conspire we to adore him. 
 
 Bid we thus our anthem flow : — 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 83 
 
 4 " Lord, thy glory fills the heaven ; 
 
 Earth is with its fiiluess stored ; 
 Unto thee be glory given, 
 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
 Thus thy glorious name confessing, 
 
 We adopt thy angels' cry, 
 'Holy, holy, holy,' l)lessing 
 
 Thee, the Lord of hosts most high ! " 
 
 88 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 Call to Social I51-ovsl)fp. 
 
 1 Come, and let us sweetly join 
 God to praise in hymns divhie ; 
 Give we all, with one accord. 
 Glory to our common Lord ; 
 Hands, and hearts, and voices raise ; 
 Sing as in the ancient days ; 
 Antidate tlie joys above. 
 
 Find the heaven of mutual love. 
 
 2 Saviour, we thy promise claim ; 
 We are met iii thy great name ; 
 In the midst do thou appear ; 
 Manifest thy presence here ; 
 Sanctify us, Lord, and bless ; 
 Breathe thy spirit, give thy peace ; 
 Thou thyself within us move ; 
 Make this hour a feast of love. 
 
84 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 3 Make us all in thee complete ; 
 Make us all for glory meet ; 
 Meet t' appear before thy sight, 
 Partners with the saints in light. 
 Call, O call us each by name, 
 To the marriage of the Lamb ; 
 Let us lean upon thy breast ; 
 Love be there our endless feast ! 
 
 84 "^S" ^^' Methodist Col. 
 
 Call to Social XmoxsUv- 
 
 1 Let us join, as God commands, 
 Let us join our hearts and hands ; 
 Help to gain our callmg's hope ; 
 Help to build each other up ; 
 Carry on the Christian's strife ; 
 Walk in holiness of life ; 
 Faithfully our gifts improve 
 
 For the sake of Him we love ; — 
 
 2 Still forget the things behind ; 
 Follow Christ in heart and mind ; 
 Toward the mark unwearied press ; 
 Seize the crown of righteousness. 
 While we walk w ith God in light, 
 God our hearts will still unite ; 
 Dearest fellowship we prove — 
 Fellowship in Jesus, love. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 85 
 
 3 Still, O Lord, our faith increase ; 
 CleaDse from all unrighteousness : 
 Thee th' unholy cannot see : 
 Make, O make us meet for thee : 
 Eveiy vile affection kill ; 
 
 Root out every seed of ill ; 
 
 Utterly abolisli sin ; 
 
 Write thy law of love within. 
 
 4 Hence may all our actions flow, 
 Love the proof that Christ we know ; 
 Mutual love the token be. 
 
 Lord, that we belong to thee ; 
 Love, thine image, love impart ; 
 Stamp it on our face and heart ; 
 Only love to us be given ; 
 Lord, we ask no other heaven. 
 
 85 C. 3L Methodist Col. 
 
 Call to W^orsijfp. 
 
 1 Father, united by thy grace. 
 And each to each endear'd, 
 With confidence we seek thy face, 
 And know our prayer is heard. 
 
 9 jMake us into one spirit drink ; 
 Baptize into one name ; 
 And let us always kindly think, 
 And sweetly speak the same. 
 
86 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 3 Toucli'd by the loadstone of thy love, 
 
 Let all our liearts agree ; 
 And ever tow^ards each other move, 
 And ever move towards thee. 
 
 4 Grant this, and then from all below 
 
 Insensibly remove : 
 Our souls their change shall scarcely know, 
 JMade perfect first in love ! 
 
 5 Yet when the fullest joy is given, 
 
 The same delight we prove ; 
 In earth, in paradise, in heaven. 
 Our all in all is love. 
 
 86 ''s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 JJ=or aSroti)crla? 2.obe. 
 
 1 God of love, we look to thee ; 
 Let us in thy Son agree ; 
 Show to us the Prince of Peace ; 
 Bid our jars forever cease. 
 
 2 By thy reconciling love, 
 Every stumbling-block remove ; 
 Each to each unite, endear ; 
 Come, and spread thy banner here. 
 
 3 Make us of one heart and mind. 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; 
 Lowly, meek, in thought and word, 
 Altogether like om- Lord. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 87 
 
 4 Let us for each other care ; 
 Each the other's burden bear; 
 To thy church the pattern give ; 
 Show how true behevers Hve. 
 
 5 Free from anger and from pride, 
 Let us thus in God abide ; 
 
 All the depths of love express, 
 All tlie heights of holiness. 
 
 6 Let us, then, with joy remove 
 To the family above ; 
 
 On the wings of angels fly ; 
 Show how true believers die. 
 
 87 ^s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 jfov Union of Jl^tavt, 
 
 1 God, from whom all blessings flow, 
 Perfecting the saints below. 
 
 Hear us, who thy nature share, 
 Who thy loving childi-en are. 
 
 2 Join us, in one spirit join. 
 Let us still receive of thine : 
 Still for more on thee we call, 
 Thou who finest all in all ! 
 
 3 Closer knit us to our Head ; 
 Nourish us, in Christ, and feed ; 
 Let us daily growth receive. 
 More and more in Jesus live. 
 
 6 
 
bo SOCIAL WORSHIP, 
 
 4 Move, and actuate, and guide ; 
 Divers gifts to each divide : 
 Placed according to thy w^ill. 
 Let us all our work fulfil ; 
 
 5 Never from our office move, 
 Needful to each other prove ; 
 Use the grace on each bestowed, 
 Tempered by the art of God. 
 
 6 Sweetly may we all agree. 
 Touched with softest sympathy ; 
 Kindly for each other care ; 
 Every member feel its share. 
 
 7 Many are we now and one. 
 We who Jesus have put on : 
 There is neither bond nor free, 
 Neither great nor small in thee I 
 
 8 Love, like death, hath all destroyed, 
 Rendered our distinctions void ! 
 Names, and sects, and parties fall : 
 Thou, O God, art all in all ! 
 
 88 6 & 8s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 jfox SEnton. 
 
 1 Thou God of truth and love. 
 We seek thy perfect way, 
 Ready thy choice t' approve. 
 
 Thy providence t' obey ; 
 Enter into thy wise design. 
 And sweetly lose our will in thine. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 8 
 
 2 Why hast thou cast our lot 
 
 In the same age and place ? 
 And why together brought 
 
 To see each other's face ? 
 To join with softest sympathy, 
 And mix our friendly souls in thee ? 
 
 3 Didst thou not make us one, 
 
 That we might one remain. 
 Together travel on, 
 
 And bear each other's pain ; 
 Till all thy utmost goodness prove, 
 And rise renewed in perfect love ? 
 
 89 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 JJ'or tljc <t\)uxc\). 
 
 1 God of love, that hear'st the prayer. 
 Kindly for thy people care. 
 
 Who on thee alone depend : 
 Love us, save us to the end. 
 
 2 Save us, in the prosperous hour. 
 From the flattering Tempter's power. 
 From his unsuspecting wiles. 
 From the world's pernicious smiles. 
 
 3 Cut off our dependence vain 
 On the help of feeble man ; 
 Every arm of flesh remove ; 
 Stay us on thy only love ! 
 
90 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Men of worldly, low design, 
 Let not these thy people join, 
 Poison our simplicity, 
 
 Drag us from our trust in thee» 
 
 5 Save us from the great and wise. 
 Till they sink in their own eyes, 
 Tamely to thy yoke submit, 
 Lay their honors at thy feet. 
 
 6 Never let the world break in ; 
 Fix a mighty gulf between ; 
 Keep us little and unknown, 
 Prized and loved by God alone. 
 
 90 '^^' ^^- S '• Methodist Col. 
 
 1 Let the beasts their life resign, 
 Strangers to the life divine ; 
 Who their God can never know. 
 Let their spirit downward go. 
 You for higher ends were born : 
 You may all to God return ; 
 Dwell with him above the sky : 
 Why will ye forever die ? 
 
 2 You, on whom he favors showers, 
 You, possest of nobler powers. 
 You, of Reason's powers possest, 
 You, with Will and 3Iemoiy blest ; 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 91 
 
 You, witli finer sense endued, 
 Creatures capable of God, 
 Noblest of his creatures, why, 
 Why will ye forever die ? 
 
 3 You, whom he ordained to be 
 Transcripts of the Deity ; 
 You, whom he in life doth hold ; 
 You, for whom his son was sold ; 
 You, on whom he still doth wait, 
 Whom he would again create ; 
 Made by him, and purchased, why, 
 Why will ye forever die ? 
 
 91 7s. M. Anonymous. 
 
 Co t\)c ^3roUfiial Son. 
 
 1 Brother, hast thou wandered far 
 
 From thy father's happy home ? 
 Witli thyself and God at war ? 
 
 Turn thee, brother, homeward come ! 
 
 2 Hast thou wasted all the powers 
 
 God for noble uses gave ? 
 Squandered life's most golden hours ? 
 Turn thee, brother, God can save I 
 
 3 Is a mighty famine now 
 
 In thy heart and in thy soul ? 
 Discontent upon thy brow ? 
 Tui'n thee, God Avill make thee whole ! 
 
92 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Fall before him on the ground, 
 Pour thy sorrow in his ear, 
 Seek him, while he may be found, 
 Call upon him, while he 's near. 
 
 92 C. M. Methodist Col, 
 
 3|acting. 
 
 1 Through thee we now together came, 
 
 In singleness of heart ; 
 We met, O, Jesus, in thy name, 
 And in thy name we part. 
 
 2 We part in body, not in mind ; 
 
 Our minds continue one ; 
 And, each to each in Jesus joined, 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 3 Subsists as in us all one soul. 
 
 No power can make us twain : 
 And mountains rise, and oceans rolJ, 
 To sever us in vain. 
 
 4 Present we still in spirit ai*e. 
 
 And intimately nigh, 
 While on the wings of faith and prayer 
 We each to other fly. 
 
 5 Our life is hid with Christ in God ; 
 
 Our life shall soon appear, 
 And shed his glory all abroad 
 In all his members here. 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 93 
 
 93 ^s. M. J. Newtox. 
 
 ^t 33artina. 
 
 1 As the sun's enlivening eye 
 Shines on every place the same ; 
 So the Lord is always nigh 
 
 To the souls that love his name. 
 
 2 When they move at duty's call, 
 He is with them by the way ; 
 He is ever with them all, 
 
 Those who go, and those who stay. 
 
 3 From his holy mercy-seat 
 Nothing can then- souls confine ; 
 Still in spirit they may meet, 
 ^\nd in sweet communion join. 
 
 4 For a season called to part. 
 Let us then ourselves commend 
 To the gracious eye and heart 
 Of our ever-present Friend. 
 
 5 Father, hear our humble prayer! 
 Tender shepherd of thy sheep, 
 Let thy mercy and thy care 
 
 All our souls in safety keep. 
 
 6 In thy strength may we be strong ; 
 Sweeten every cross and pain ; 
 Give us, if we live, ere long, 
 Here to meet in peace again. 
 
94, 95 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 94 7s. M. H. K. White. 
 
 1 Christians, brethren, ere we part, 
 Every voice and every heart 
 Join, and to our Father raise 
 
 One last hymn of grateful praise. 
 
 2 Though we here should meet no more, 
 Yet there is a brighter shore ; 
 There, released from toil and pain, 
 There, we all may meet again. 
 
 3 Now to Him who reigns in heaven 
 Be eternal glory given ! 
 Grateful for thy love divine, 
 
 Oh, may all our hearts be thine ! 
 
 95 7's. M. Spiritual Songs. 
 
 dose of a 3.3ra2)cr Meeting. 
 
 1 O, 'tis sweet to mingle, where 
 Christians meet for social prayer : 
 O, 'tis sweet, with them to raise 
 Songs of holy joy and praise ; 
 Then how blest that state must be, 
 When they meet eternally. 
 
DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 96 
 
 2 Father, let these meetings prove 
 Scenes of fervent Clmstian love ; 
 While we worship in this place 
 ]May we go from grace to grace, 
 Till we, each in his degree. 
 Fit for endless gloiy be. 
 
 96 8 & 7s. M. C. Wesley. 
 
 IDomcstfc Jjyovsl)f|). 
 
 1 Peace be to this habitation; 
 
 Peace to all that dwell therein ; 
 Peace, the earnest of salvation ; 
 
 Peace, the fruit of pardoned sin ; 
 Peace, that speaks the heavenly Giver ; 
 
 Peace, to worldly minds unknown ; 
 Peace divine, that lasts forever ; 
 
 Peace, that comes from God alone. 
 
 2 Jesus, Prince of Peace, be near us; 
 
 Fix in all our hearts thy home ; 
 With thy gracious presence cheer us ; 
 
 Let thy sacred kingdom come ; 
 Raise to heaven our expectation. 
 
 Give our favored souls to prove 
 Glorious and complete salvation, 
 
 In the realms of bliss above. 
 
97 DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 
 
 97 8s. M. 6 1. Methodist Col. 
 
 iSlelfflfon at J^ontc. 
 
 1 When quiet in my house I sit, 
 
 Thy book be my companion still ; 
 My joy thy sayings to repeat, 
 
 Talk o'er the records of thy will, 
 And search the oracles divine. 
 Till every heait-felt word be mine. 
 
 2 O may the gracious words divine 
 
 Subject of all my converse be : 
 So will the Lord his follower join, 
 
 And walk and talk himself with me ; 
 So shall my heart his presence prove, 
 And burn with everlasting love. 
 
 3 Oft as I lay me down to rest, 
 
 O may the reconciling word 
 Sweetly compose my weary breast ! 
 
 While, on the bosom of my Lord, 
 I sink in blissful dreams away. 
 And visions of eternal day. 
 
 4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise, 
 
 Thee may I publish all day long; 
 And let thy precious word of grace 
 
 Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue ; 
 Fill all my life with purest love, 
 And join me to the church above. 
 
DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 
 
 98 
 
 98 7 & 6s. M. Ed. Lit. Review. 
 
 ^jrapcr at all Zimcs. 
 
 1 Go, when the morning shineth, 
 
 Go, when the moon is bright, 
 Go, when the eve declineth. 
 
 Go, in the hush of night ; 
 Go, with pm-e mind and feeling, 
 
 Fling earthly thought away, 
 And in thy chamber kneeling, 
 
 Do thou in secret pray. 
 
 2 Remember all who love thee, 
 
 All who are loved by thee. 
 Pray too, for those who hate thee, 
 
 If any such there be ; 
 Then for thyself in meekness, 
 
 A blessing humbly claim. 
 And link with each petition 
 
 Thy great Redeemer's name. 
 
 3 Or, if 'tis e'er denied thee 
 
 In solitude to pray. 
 Should holy thoughts come o'er thee, 
 
 When friends are round thy way ; 
 E'en then the silent breathing 
 
 Thy spirit raised above, 
 Will reach His throne of glory, 
 
 Who is 3Iercy, Truth, and Love. 
 
99 DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 
 
 4 O, not a joy nor blessing 
 
 With this can we compai*e, 
 The power that he hath given us 
 
 To pour our souls in prayer ! 
 Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness, 
 
 Before his footstool fall, 
 Remember, in thy gladness, 
 
 His love who gave thee all. 
 
 99 S. M. Watts. 
 
 1 Come, we that love the Lord, 
 
 And let our joys be known ; 
 Join in a song with sweet accord. 
 And thus surround the throne. 
 
 2 The follies of our mind 
 
 Be banished from this place ; 
 Religion never was designed 
 To make our pleasure less. 
 
 3 Let those refuse to sing. 
 
 Who never knew the Lord ; 
 But children of the heavenly King, 
 Should sound his praise abroad. 
 
 4 Then let our songs abound. 
 
 And every fear put by ; 
 We're marching through Emanuel's ground 
 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 100 
 
 1 00 L. 31. Sir H. Wotton. 
 
 (SCIjavactcv of a jftjappj Hffc. 
 
 1 How happy is lie born and taught, 
 That serveth not another's %vill, 
 Whose armor is his honest thought, 
 And simple truth his utmost .^kill ! 
 
 2 Whose passions not liis masters are, 
 Whose soul is still prepared for death, 
 Untied unto the Avorld by care 
 
 Of public fame, or private breath ; — 
 
 3 Who envies none that chance doth raise, 
 Nor vice hath ever understood, 
 
 How deepest wounds ai-e given by praise. 
 Nor rules of state, but rules of good ; — 
 
 4 Who hath his life from rumors freed ; 
 Whose conscience is his strong retreat; 
 Whose state can neither flatterers feed, 
 Nor ruin make oj)pressors great ; — 
 
 5 Who God doth late and early pray 
 More of his grace than gifts to lend, 
 And entei-tains the harmless day 
 With a religious book or friend ; — 
 
 6 This man is freed from servile bands 
 Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; 
 Lord of himself, though not of lands. 
 And having nothuig, yet hath all. 
 
101 DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 
 
 101 7s. M. 8 1. Methodist Col. 
 
 iSefore Sleep. 
 
 1 Omnipresent God! whose aid 
 
 No one ever ask'd in vain, 
 Be this night about my bed, 
 
 Every evil thought restrain: 
 Lay thy hand upon my soul, 
 
 God of my unguarded hours ! 
 All my enemies control. 
 
 Sin, and earth, and nature's powers. 
 
 2 O thou holy God ! come down, 
 
 God of spotless purity ; 
 Claim, and seize me for thy o\vn, 
 
 Consecrate my heart to thee : 
 Under thy protection take ; 
 
 Songs in the night season give ; 
 Let me sleep to thee, and wake ; 
 
 Let me die to thee, and live. 
 
 3 Loose me from the chains of sense, 
 
 Set me from the body free ; 
 Draw with stronger influence 
 
 My unfettered soul to thee : 
 In me. Lord, thyself reveal ; 
 
 Fill me with a sweet surprise ; 
 Let me thee, when waking, feel, 
 
 Let me in thy image rise. 
 
DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 102, 103 
 
 102 L. M. PlERPONT. 
 
 horning JJ^jmn. ifor a €|)nti. 
 
 1 O God, I thank thee that the night 
 In peace and rest hath passed away, 
 And that I see, in this fair hght, 
 
 My Father's smile, that makes it da}'. 
 
 2 Be thou my Guide, and let me live 
 As under thine all-seeing eye ; 
 Supply my wants, my sins forgive, 
 Aiid make nic happy when I die. 
 
 103 L. M. PlERPO.NT. 
 
 Ebenina ?l)»mn. iFor a <t\)t[ti. 
 
 1 Another day its course hath run. 
 And still, O God, thy child is blest ; 
 For thou hast been by day my Sun, 
 And thou wilt be by night my Rest. 
 
 2 Sweet sleep descends, my eyes to close ; 
 And now, when all the world is still, 
 
 I give my body to repose, 
 My spirit to my Father's will. 
 
104 DOMESTIC WORSHIP. 
 
 104 C. M. Barry Cor>wall. 
 
 JFor a Sfctt CCJfltr. 
 
 1 Send down thy winged angel, God ! 
 
 Amidst this night so wild, 
 And bid him come where now we watch, 
 And breathe upon our child ! 
 
 2 She lies upon her pillow, pale, 
 
 And moans within her sleep, 
 Or wakeneth with a patient smile, 
 And striveth not to weep ! 
 
 3 How gentle and how good a child 
 
 She is, we know too well ; 
 And dearer to her parents' hearts 
 Than our weak words can tell. 
 
 4 We love, — we watch throughout the night, 
 
 To aid, where need may be ; 
 We hope, — and have despaired at times; 
 But now we turn to Thee ! 
 
 5 Send down thy sweet-souled angel, God ! 
 
 Amidst the darkness wild. 
 And bid him soothe our souls to-night, 
 And heal our gentle child ! 
 
i3aptt0m, £01*^5 Clipper anir 
 3.i)mi05{on of iHcmbcr0. 
 
 105 S. M. L. 11. SiGOUR.NEY. 
 
 33aptfsnt. 
 
 1 Saviour, thy law we love, 
 
 Thy pure example bless. 
 And with a firm, unwavering zeal. 
 Would in thy footsteps press. 
 
 2 Not to the fiery pains 
 
 By which the martyrs bled ; 
 Not to the scourge, the thorn, the cross, 
 Our favored feet are led ; — 
 
 3 But, at this peaceful tide. 
 
 Assembled in thy fear. 
 The homage of obedient hearts 
 We humbly offer here. 
 7 
 
106, 107 BAPTIS3I, lord's supper and 
 
 106 7s. M. 3I0NTGOMERY. 
 
 Sontc"ti to a^oij's iSeople. 
 
 1 People of the living God, 
 
 I have sought tlie world around, 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 
 Peace and comfort nowhere found. 
 
 2 Now to you my spirit turns, — 
 
 Turns, a fugitive unblest ; 
 Brethren, where your altar burns, 
 O, receive me into rest. 
 
 3 Lonely I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; 
 Where you dwell shall be my home. 
 Where you die shall be my grave. 
 
 107 C. M. Montgomery. 
 ^ (M^elcomc to JFellotiis!)fp. 
 
 1 Come in, thou blessed of the Lord: 
 
 Stranger nor foe art thou : 
 We welcome thee with warm accord. 
 Our fi'iend, our brother now. 
 
 2 The hand of fellowship, the heart 
 
 Of love, we offer thee : 
 Leaving the world, thou dost but pait 
 From lies and vanity. 
 
ADMISSION OF MEMBERS. 108, 109 
 
 3 The cup of blessing which we bless, 
 The heavenly bread we break, 
 Our Saviour's blood and righteousness, — 
 Freely with us partake. 
 
 108 S. M. Episcopal Col. 
 ^0 t\)c Soul Srchfna Ixcst. 
 
 1 O, CEASE, thou wandering soul, 
 
 On restlcs.s wing to roam; 
 All this wide world, to either pole, 
 Has not for thee a home. 
 
 2 Behold the aik of God ; 
 
 Behold the open door ; 
 O, haste to gain that blest abode. 
 And rove, dear soul, no more. 
 
 3 There, safe thou shalt abide. 
 
 There, sweet shall be thy rest, 
 And everj' longing satisfied, 
 With full salvation blest. 
 
 109 8 & 7s. M. Heber. 
 iScfore Communfon, 
 
 1 Bread of the world in mercy broken, 
 Wine of the soul in mercy shed ! 
 By whom the words of life were s])oken, 
 And in whose death our sins are dead ! 
 
110, 111 BAPTISM, lord's SUPPER AND 
 
 2 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, 
 Look on the tears by sinners shed, 
 And be thy feast to us the token 
 That by thy grace our souls are fed. 
 
 110 C M. Pratt's Col.' 
 3Sefore CCominunioti. 
 
 1 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross, 
 
 Who all our griefs hast borne ; 
 To look on thee, whom we have pierced, — 
 To look on thee, and mourn. 
 
 2 While thus we mourn, we would rejoice ; 
 
 And, as thy cross we see, 
 Let each exclaim, in faith and hope, 
 " The Saviom- died for me ! " 
 
 111 C. M. MiLMAN. 
 
 35eforc Clommunion. 
 
 1 Oh Father, hear us, when we call, 
 
 Imploring at thy feet 
 The crumbs that from thy table fall — 
 'Tis all we dare entreat. 
 
 2 But be it, Lord of Mercy, all — 
 
 So thou wilt grant but this ; 
 The crumbs that from thy table fall 
 Are light, and life, and bliss. 
 
ADMISSION OF MEMBERS. 112 
 
 112 C. M. Montgomery. 
 
 Sr|)is Xio in 2^cmcmfii-ancc of ^c. 
 
 1 According to thy gracious word, 
 In meek humility, 
 This will I do, my dying Lord, 
 I will remember thee. 
 
 Thy body, broken for my sake. 
 My l)read from heaven shall be ; 
 
 Thy testameutal cup I take, 
 And thus remember thee. 
 
 3 Gethsemane can I forget ? 
 Or there thy conflict see, 
 Thine agony and bloody sweat. 
 And not remember lee ? 
 
 ,4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes. 
 And rest on Calvary, 
 O Lamb of God, my sacrifice ! 
 I must remember thee : — 
 
 5 Remember thee, and all thy pains. 
 
 And all thy love to me ; 
 Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, 
 Will I remember thee. 
 
 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, 
 
 And mind and memory flee. 
 When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, 
 Jesus, remember me. 
 
113, 114 BAPTISM, lord's SUPPER AND 
 
 113 C. M. E. Taylor. 
 
 ^^ropei: 33isj)ositions for tl)c Communion. 
 
 1 O HERE, if ever, God of love ! 
 
 Let strife and hatred cease ; 
 And every thought harmonious move, 
 And eveiy heart be peace. 
 
 2 Not here, where met to think on him. 
 
 Whose latest thoughts were ours, 
 Shall mortal passions come to dim 
 The prayer devotion pours. 
 
 3 No, gracious Master, not in vain 
 
 Thy life of love hath been ; 
 The peace thou gavest, may yet remain, 
 Though thou no more art seen. 
 
 4 ' Thy kingdom come ; ' we watch, we wait, 
 
 To hear thy cheermg call ; 
 \Vlien heaven shall ope its glorious gate, 
 And God be all in all. 
 
 114 C. M. Birmingham Col. 
 JFor Communicants. 
 
 1 Ye followers of the Prince of Peace, 
 Who roimd his table draw ! 
 Remember what his spirit was, 
 What his peculiar law. 
 
ADMISSION OF MEMBERS. 115 
 
 2 The love, which all his bosom filled, 
 
 Did all his actions guide ; 
 Ins}Dired by love, he lived and taught ; 
 Lispired by love, he died. 
 
 3 Let each the sacred law fulfil ; 
 
 Like his be every mind : 
 Be every temper ftjrmed by love, 
 And every- action kind. 
 
 115 S. M. FURNESS. 
 
 ^ CCommum'on J^mnn. 
 
 1 Here, in the broken bread, 
 
 Here, in the cup we take, 
 
 His body and his blood behold, 
 
 "Who suffered for our sake. 
 
 2 Yes, that our souls might live. 
 
 Those sacred limbs were torn, 
 That blood was spilt, and pangs untold 
 Were by the Saviour borne. 
 
 3 O thou who didst allow 
 
 Thy Son to suffer thus. 
 Father, what more couldst thou have done 
 Thau thou hast done for us ? 
 
116, 117 BAPTISM, lord's SUPPER AND 
 
 116 S. M. Doddridge. 
 ^ommitnfon toft!) ®fqtr atitr Ct|)rist. 
 
 1 Our heavenly Father calls. 
 
 And Clmst invites us near ; 
 With both our friendship shall be sweet, 
 And our communion dear. 
 
 2 God pities all my griefs ; 
 
 He pardons every day ; 
 Almighty to protect my soul, 
 And wise to guide my way. 
 
 3 Jesus, my living head, 
 
 I bless thy faithful care ; 
 Mine advocate before thy throne, 
 And my forenmner there. 
 
 4 Here fix my rovmg heart. 
 
 Here wait my warmest love, 
 Till the communion be complete 
 In nobler scenes above. 
 
 117 7s. M. Bo WRING. 
 
 Communfon J^jmn. 
 
 1 Not with terror do we meet 
 At the board by Jesus spread ; 
 Not in mystery drink and eat 
 
 Of the Saviour's wine and bread. 
 
ADMISSION OF MEMBERS. 118 
 
 2 'Tis his memoiy we record, 
 
 'Tis his virtues we proclaim ; 
 Grateful to our honored Lord, 
 Here we bless his sacred uame. 
 
 3 See him, on the ch-eadful day 
 
 Of his mortal agony. 
 Break the bread, and hear him say, 
 " Eat of this, and thuik of me ! " 
 
 4 See him standing on the brink 
 
 Of the tomb, and hark, he cries, 
 " Drink the Avine, and as you drink, 
 O, remember him who dies ! " 
 
 5 Yes, we will remember thee. 
 
 Friend and Saviour ; and thy feast 
 Of all services shall be 
 Holiest and welcomest. 
 
 118 7s. M. Pratt's Col. 
 
 Spiritual Xouvfsljmcnt. 
 
 1 Bread of heaven, on thee we feed. 
 For thy flesh is meat indeed ; 
 Ever let our souls be fed 
 
 With this true and living bread. 
 
 2 Vine of heaven, thy blood supplies 
 This blest cup of sacrifice ; 
 
 Lord, thy wounds our healing give ; 
 To thy cross we look and live. 
 
119 BAPTISM, lord's SUPPER A^'D 
 
 3 Day by day with strength supplied, 
 Tlii-ough the life of Him who died, 
 Lord of life, O, let us be 
 Rooted, grafted, built on thee ! 
 
 119 8 & 7s. M. BowRiNG. 
 
 STije Cross of C^ljrist. 
 
 1 Iiv the cross of Christ I glory, 
 
 Towering o'er the WTecks of time ; 
 All the light of sacred story 
 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 2 When the woes of life o'ei-take me, 
 
 Hopes deceive, and fears annoy. 
 Never shall the cross forsake me ; 
 Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 
 
 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
 
 Light and love upon my way. 
 From the cross the radiance streaming 
 Adds more lustre to the day. 
 
 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure. 
 
 By the cross are sanctified ; 
 Peace is there that knows no measure, 
 Joys that through all time abide. 
 
ADMISSION OF MEMBERS. 120 
 
 120 S. M. II. ^Iartineau. 
 
 Zfit Coming of Cljrfst in tijc l^'mcx of M^ ffifospel. 
 
 1 Lord Jesus, come ; for here 
 
 Our path through wilds is laid ; 
 We watch as for the day-spring near, 
 Amid the breakmg shade. 
 
 2 Lord Jesus, come ; for hosts 
 
 Meet on the battle plain : 
 The patriot mom-ns, the t>Tant boasts, 
 And tears are shed like rain. 
 
 3 Lord Jesus, come ; for still 
 
 Vice shouts her maniac mirth ; 
 
 The famished crave m vain their fill, 
 
 Wliile teems the fruitful earth. 
 
 4 Hark ! herald voices near. 
 
 Lead on thy happier day : 
 Come, Lord, and om- hosannas hear ; 
 We wait to strow thy way. 
 
 5 Come, as in days of old, 
 
 Whh words of gi-ace and pow^r ; 
 Gather us all within thy fold. 
 And never leave us more. 
 
121, 122 BAPTISM, lord's supper and 
 
 121 S. M. FURNESS. 
 
 ^ ©ommxinfon Jil^jmn. 
 
 1 O FOR a prophet's fire, 
 
 O for an angel's tongue, 
 To speak the mighty love of Him 
 Who on the cross was hung ! 
 
 2 In vain our hearts attempt, 
 
 In language meet, to tell 
 How through a thousand sorrows burned 
 That flame unquenchable. 
 
 3 Yet would we praise that love, 
 
 Beyond expression dear : 
 Come, gather round this table, then. 
 And celebrate it here. 
 
 4 Here, in the bread and wine, 
 
 Your dying Saviour view; 
 Thus did he give his body up, 
 And thus his blood, for you. 
 
 122 8s & 7s. M. Exeter Col. 
 
 ^ftcr €"ommunfon. 
 
 Which for us the Lord hath spread, 
 May our souls, refreshment finding, 
 Grow in all things like our Head. 
 
ADMISSIO.N OF 3IEMBERS. 1Q2 
 
 2 His example by beholding, 
 
 May our lives his image bear ; 
 
 Him our Lord and Master calling, 
 
 His commands may we revere. 
 
 3 Love to God and man displaying, 
 
 Walking steadfast in his way, 
 Joy attend us in believing, 
 
 Peace from God tlirough endless day. 
 
€l)ilbrcn anii 0uniai3 Srljoob, 
 
 123 C. M. GiBBOKS. 
 
 1 In the soft season of thy youth, 
 
 In natm*e's smiUiig bloom, 
 Ere age arrive, and trembhug wait 
 Its summons to the tomb ; 
 
 2 Remember thy Creator, God ; 
 
 For liim thy powers employ ; 
 Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, 
 Thy confidence, thy joy. 
 
 3 He shall defend and guide thy course 
 
 Tlu'ough life's uncertain sea, 
 Till thou art landed on the shore 
 Of blessed eternity. 
 
 4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose 
 
 The i)atli of heavenly truth: 
 The earth affords no lovelier sight 
 Than a rehgious youth. 
 
CHILDREN A>D SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 124 
 
 124 C. 31. Bp. Heber. 
 
 Hath) 3Aclf2ion. 
 
 1 By cool Siloam's shady rill 
 
 How sweet the lily grows ! 
 How sweet the breath beueath the hill 
 Of Shai'ou's de^vy rose ! 
 
 2 Lo, such the child whose early feet 
 
 The paths of peace have trod ; 
 Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, 
 Is ui)ward dra^Ml to God ! 
 
 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill 
 
 The lily must decay ; 
 The rose that blooms beneath the hill 
 Must shortly fade away. 
 
 4 And soon, too soon, the wintry houi' 
 
 Of man's maturer age 
 Will shake the soid with sorrow's power, 
 And stormy passion's rage ! 
 
 5 O thou who giv'st us life and breath. 
 
 We seek thy grace alone. 
 In childhood, manhood, age and death. 
 To keep us still thine own I 
 
125, 126 CHILDREN AND SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 
 
 125 7s & 6s. S. F. Smith. 
 Kemembet tf)2 ©reator. 
 
 1 Remember thy Creator 
 
 While youth's fan* spring is bright ; 
 Before thy cares are greater, 
 
 Before comes age's night ; 
 While yet the sun shines o'er thee, 
 
 While stars the darkness cheer, 
 While life is all before thee, 
 
 Thy great Creator fear. 
 
 2 Remember thy Creator, 
 
 Before the dust returns 
 To earth — for 't is its nature — 
 
 And life's last ember burns ; 
 Before, with God who gave it. 
 
 The spirit shall appear ; 
 He cries, who died to save it, 
 
 " Thy great Creator fear." 
 
 126 S. M. Montgomery. 
 J?or .Suntrni) Schools. 
 
 1 Within these walls be peace ; 
 
 Love through our borders found ; 
 In all our little palaces 
 Prosperity abomid. 
 
CHILDREN- A>D SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 127 
 
 2 God scorns not himible things ; 
 Here, though the proud despise, 
 The children of the King of kings 
 Ai-e training for the skies. 
 
 ] 27 7s. M. Grey. 
 
 Sabijat!) School JDijmn. 
 
 1 Suppliant, lo I tliy chikh-en bend, 
 
 Father, for thy blessing now ; 
 Thou canst teach us, guide, defend, — 
 We are weak, ahnighty thou. 
 
 2 With the peace thy word imparts, 
 
 Be the taught and teacher blest ; 
 In their lives, and on their hearts, 
 Father, be thy laws iini)rest. 
 
 3 Pour into each longing mind 
 
 Light and knowledge from above : 
 Charity for all mankind — 
 Trusting faith, endurmg love. 
 
 4 Here, in joy's triumphant day. 
 
 Still may grateful hearts arise. 
 Bright \vith raptm-e's kindling ray, 
 Purely, fondly to the skies. 
 
 5 Here, m sorrow's chastening horn*, 
 
 May thy word its light diffuse ; 
 Fresh'ning as the vernal shower, 
 Peaceful as the silent dews. 
 8 
 
128, 129 CHILDREN AND SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 
 
 6 Grant us spirits lowly, pore. 
 
 Errors pardoned, sins forgiven : 
 Humble trust, obedience sure. 
 
 Love to man, and faith to Heaven. 
 
 128 7s. M. Warren St. Col. 
 
 €\)t €1)vistian Cijati. 
 
 1 Child ! to thee the loved of Heaven, 
 Boundless power to improve is given ; 
 Rise to meet temptation's power ; 
 Stand, in passion's wildest hour. 
 
 2 Fast as danger round thee grows 
 Gather strength from conquered foes ; 
 Tread the path the Leader trod, 
 Pressing on to peace, to God. 
 
 3 Pause not, rest not, yield not now, 
 Soon ihe crown si all gi-a?e thy brow ; 
 Child of Heaven ! then fix thme eyes 
 Onward ! onward to the prize. 
 
 129 8 & 7s. M. S. S. H. Book. 
 SEpainple of ©Ijrist. 
 
 1 Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, 
 Once became a ( hild like me ; 
 O that in my whole behaviom* 
 He my pattern still may be. 
 
CHILDREN AND SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 130 
 
 2 If my feelings are not holy, 
 
 Pride and passion dwell within ; 
 But the Lord was meek and lowly, 
 And was never known to sin. 
 
 3 While I 'm often vainly tiying 
 
 Some new pleasure to possess, — 
 He was always self-denying, 
 Patient in his worst distress. 
 
 4 Lord, assist a feeble creature. 
 
 Guide me by thy word of truth ; 
 Condescend to be my teacher 
 
 Through my rliildhood and my youth. 
 
 130 L. M. S. S. H. Book. 
 
 (TIoTj — (Dur jjatljcr. 
 
 1 Great God! and wilt tliou condescend 
 To be my Father and my Friend ? 
 
 I but a child, and thou so high. 
 The Lord of earth, and air, and sky! 
 
 2 Art thou my Father ? — Let me be 
 A meek, obedient child to thee ; 
 And try, in every deed and thought, 
 To serve and please thee as I ought. 
 
 3 Alt thou my Father ? — I' 11 depend 
 Upon the care of such a friend ; 
 And only wish to do and be. 
 Whatever seemeth good to thee. 
 
130 CHILDREN AND SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 
 
 4 Art thou my Father ? — Then, at last, 
 When all my days on earth are past, 
 Send down, and take me, in thy love, 
 To be thy better child above. 
 
0ickxtc00 anii Ocatl). 
 
 131 lis. M. Muhlenberg. 
 
 K Wt'oullf not 3Lfbc S^ltoan. 
 
 1 1 would not live ahvay: I ask not to stay 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; 
 I would not live alway: no — welcome the tomb, 
 Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom. 
 
 2 Who, who would live alway, away from his God, 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode ! 
 Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright 
 
 plains. 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns ; 
 
 3 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet. 
 Their Saviour and brethren transported to greet ; 
 While the anthems of raptiu*e unceasingly roll. 
 And the smile of the Lord is the life of the soul I 
 
132 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 132 S. M. Montgomery. 
 
 Ef\e JIssucs of 3Lifz anti 23eat|). 
 
 1 O WHERE shall rest be found, 
 
 Rest for the weary soul ? 
 'T were vam the ocean-depths to sound, 
 Or pierce to either pole : 
 
 2 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which we sigh ; 
 'T is not the whole of life to live. 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasured by the flight of years : 
 And all that life is love : — 
 
 4 There is a death, whose pang 
 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath ; 
 
 O what appalling horrors hang 
 
 Around the ' second death ! ' 
 
 5 Lord God of truth and grace, 
 
 Teach us that death to shun, 
 Lest we be banished from thy face, 
 And utterly undone. 
 
 6 Here would we end our quest ; 
 
 Alone are found in thee 
 The life of perfect love, — the rest 
 Of immortality. 
 
SICKNESS AND DEATH. 133, 134 
 
 133 C. M. Watts. 
 
 ♦♦MesscTi arc t!)e Beat) tfjat Die in t\)t HortJ.'* 
 
 1 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead : — 
 Sweet is the savor of their names, 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 2 They die in Jesus, and are blessed; 
 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 From sufferings and from sins released, 
 And freed from every snare. 
 
 3 Far from this world of toil and strife 
 
 They 're present with the Lord ; 
 The labors of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. 
 
 134 L. M. Mrs. Barbauld. 
 
 2r|)e aBlfat)tcous asicssetr in Scat!). 
 
 1 How blessed the righteous when he dies ! 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest. 
 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes, 
 How gently heaves the expiring breast ! 
 
 2 So fades a summer cloud away, 
 
 So sinks the gale when storms are o'er, 
 So gently shuts the eye of day. 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
]35 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 3 A holy quiet reigns around, 
 
 A calm which life nor death destroys ; 
 Nothing disturbs that peace profound, 
 Which his unfettered soul enjoys. 
 
 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, 
 Where lights and shades alternate dwell ; 
 How bright the unchanging morn appears ! 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 
 
 5 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay. 
 Light from its load the spirit flies ; 
 While heaven and earth combine to say, 
 
 * How blessed the righteous when he dies ! ' 
 
 135 8 & 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 ?Ci)e BiJing Cljvistfan. 
 
 1 Happy soul, thy days are ended. 
 
 All thy mourning days below ; 
 Go, by angel guards attended, 
 
 To the sight of Jesus go. 
 Waiting to receive thy spirit, 
 
 Lo ! the Saviour stands above ; 
 Shows the purchase of his merit, 
 
 Reaches out the crown of love. 
 
 2 Struggle through thy latest passion 
 
 To thy great Redeemer's breast ; 
 To his uttermost salvation. 
 To his everlasting rest. 
 
SICKNESS AND DEATH. 136 
 
 For the joy he sets before thee, 
 
 Bear a momentary pahi ; 
 Die, to live a life of gloiy. 
 
 Suffer, %yith thy Lord to reign. 
 
 136 L. M. S. Wesley. 
 
 Et^t Yoiins cut off in tl)cir ^Dvfmc. 
 
 1 The morning flowers disj)]ay their sweets, 
 
 And, gay, tlicir silken leaves unfold, 
 As careless of the noontide heats 
 As fearless of the evening cold. 
 
 2 Nipped by the wind's untimely blast, 
 
 Parched by the sun's directer ray. 
 The momentary glories waste, 
 
 The short-lived beauties die away. 
 
 3 So blooms the human face divine. 
 
 When youth its pride of beauty shows; 
 Fau-er than spring the colors shine. 
 And sweeter than the virgin rose. 
 
 4 Or worn by slowly-rolling years. 
 
 Or broke by sickness in a day, 
 The fading glory disappears, 
 
 The short-lived beauties die away. 
 
 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb. 
 
 With lustre brighter far shall shine, 
 Revive with ever-during bloom. 
 Safe from diseases and decline. 
 
137 
 
 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, 
 
 If heaven must recompense our pains : 
 Perish the grass, and fade the flower, 
 If firm the word of God remains. 
 
 137 p. M. MiLMAN. 
 
 jFuneral Ji)mxn, 
 
 1 Brother, thou art gone before us, 
 
 And thy saintly soul is flown 
 Where tears are wiped from every eye, 
 
 And sorrow is unknown, — 
 From the bm*den of the flesh. 
 
 And from care and fear released. 
 Where the wicked cease from troublmg, 
 
 And the weary are at rest. 
 
 2 Sin can never taint thee now, 
 
 Nor doubt thy faith assail, 
 Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ 
 
 And the Holy Spirit fail : 
 And there thou 'rt sure to meet the good. 
 
 Whom on earth thou lovedst best, 
 Where the wicked cease from troubling, 
 
 And the weary are at rest. 
 
 3 " Earth to earth," and " dust to dust," 
 
 The solemn priest hath said ; 
 So we lay the turf above thee now. 
 And we seal thy narrow bed : 
 
SICKXESS A>'D DEATH. 138 
 
 But thy spirit, brotlier, soars away 
 
 Among the faithful l)lest, 
 Where tlie wicked cease from troubling, 
 
 And tlie weary are at rest. 
 
 138 P- M. Bishop Heber. 
 
 jFuncrnl 51)nnTn. 
 
 1 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore 
 
 thee ; 
 Thougli sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb, 
 The Saviour has passed through its portals before 
 
 thee. 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the 
 
 gloom. 
 
 2 Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold 
 
 thee, 
 Nor tread the rougli path of the w^orld by thy side ; 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold 
 
 thee, 
 And sinners may hope, since the Sinless has died. 
 
 3 Thou art gone to the grave, and, its mansions for- 
 
 saking, 
 Perhaps thy tried spirit in doubt lingered long ; 
 But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy 
 waking. 
 And the song that thou heard'st was the seraphim's 
 song. 
 
139 
 
 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 4 Tlioii art gone to tlie grave, but 't were wrong to de- 
 plore thee, 
 When God Avas thy Ransom, thy Guardian, and 
 Guide ; 
 He gave thee, and took thee, and soon will restore 
 thee. 
 Where death has no sting, since the Saviour has 
 died. 
 
 139 S. M. Wilson. 
 
 Dratt) of a Young (Sirl. 
 
 1 What though the stream be dead, 
 
 Its banks all still and diy ! 
 It murmm-eth now o'er a lovelier bed. 
 In the air-groves of the sky. 
 
 2 What though our bird of light 
 
 Lie mute with plumage dim ; 
 In heaven I see her glancing bright, 
 I hear her angel hymn. 
 
 3 True that our beauteous doe 
 
 Hath left her still retreat. 
 But purer now in heavenly snow, 
 She lies at Jesus' feet. 
 
 4 O star ! untimely set ! 
 
 Why should we weep for thee ! 
 Thy bright and dewy coronet 
 Is rising o'er the sea. 
 
SICKNESS AND DEATH. 140 
 
 140 C. 31. Wilson. 
 
 Consolatfons in 23cvcabcmcnt. 
 
 1 The air of Death breathes through our souls, 
 
 The dead all round us lie ; 
 By day and night the death-bell tolls, 
 And says, " Prepare to die ! " 
 
 2 The loving ones we loved the best. 
 
 Like music all are gone ; 
 And the wan moonlight bathes in rest. 
 Their monmnental stone. 
 
 3 But not when the death-prayer is said, 
 
 The life of hfe departs : 
 
 The body in the grave is laid, 
 
 Its beauty in our hearts. 
 
 4 At holy midnight voices sweet. 
 
 Like fragrance fill the room ; 
 And happy ghosts with noiseless feet. 
 Come brightening from the tomb. 
 
 5 We know who sends the visions bright, 
 
 From whose dear side they came ! 
 We veil our eyes before thy light, 
 We bless our Saviour's name ! 
 
 6jThis frame, O God, this feeble breath, 
 Thy hand may soon destroy ; 
 We think of Thee, and feel in death 
 A deep and a.vr[ul joy. 
 
141, 142 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 7 Dim is the light of vanished years 
 In the glory yet to come ; 
 O idle grief! O foolish tears ! 
 When Jesus calls us home. 
 
 X41 ^' ^I' Anonymous. 
 
 3ieat|) of ti)c Youitfl. 
 
 1 Calm on the bosom of thy God, 
 
 Young spirit, rest thee noAV ! 
 E'en while with us thy footsteps trod. 
 His seal was on thy brow. 
 
 2 Dust, to its narrow house beneath ! 
 
 Soul, to its place on high ! 
 They that have seen thy look in death. 
 No more may fear to die. 
 
 3 Lone are the paths, and sad the bowers. 
 
 Whence thy meek smile is gone ; 
 But O, a brighter home than ours, v 
 
 In heaven is now thine own. 
 
 X42 L. M. Anonfmous. 
 
 Scat!; of an ):nfant. 
 
 I As the sweet flower that scents the morn, 
 But withers in the rising day, 
 Thus lovely was this infant's daw n, 
 Thus swiftly fled its liie away. 
 
SICKNESS AND DEATH. 143 
 
 2 It died ere its expanding soul 
 
 Had ever burnt with wrong desires, 
 Had ever spurned at Heaven's control, 
 Or ever quenched its sacred fii'es. 
 
 3 It died to sin, it died to cares, 
 But for a moment felt the rod : — 
 
 O mourner ! such, the Lord declares, 
 Such are the children of our God! 
 
 143 10^« ^I* 3I0NTGOMERY. 
 
 Bcati) of a (Cl;rfstian in !)fs 3^rimc. 
 
 1 Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime. 
 In full activity of zeal and power ; 
 
 A Christian cannot die before his time, 
 
 The Lord's appointment is the servant's hour. 
 
 2 Go to the grave ; at noon from labor cease ; 
 Rest on thy sheaves, thy harvest-task is done ; 
 Come from the heat of battle, and in peace, 
 Soldier, go home ; with thee the fight is won. 
 
 3 Go to the grave, for there thy Saviour lay 
 111 death's embraces, ere he rose on high; 
 And all the ransomed, by that narrow way, 
 Pass to eternal life beyond the sky. 
 
 4 Go to the gi-ave : — no, take thy seat above ; 
 Be thy pure spirit present with the Lord, 
 Where thou for faith and hope hast perfect love, 
 And open vision for the written word. 
 
144 sick:ness and death. 
 
 144 S. M. Montgomery. 
 
 #n t|)e Beat]) of an agctr ©ijristfan. 
 
 1 Servant of God, well done ! 
 
 Rest from thy loved employ ; 
 The battle fought, the victory won, 
 Enter thy Master's joy. 
 
 2 The voice of midnight came, 
 
 He started up to hear ; 
 A mortal arroAv pierced his fi*ame — 
 He fell, but felt no fear. 
 
 3 Tranquil amidst alarms, 
 
 It found him on the field, 
 A veteran slumbering on his arms, 
 Beneath his red-cross shield. 
 
 4 The pains of death are past ; 
 
 Labor and sorrow cease ; 
 And, life's long warfare closed at last, 
 His soul is found in peace. 
 
 5 Soldier of Christ, well done ! 
 
 Praise be thy new employ ; 
 And while eternal ages run, 
 Rest in thy Saviom-'s joy. 
 
SICKNESS AXD DEATH. 145 
 
 145 7s. M. Anonymous. 
 
 iFuneral jB^innn. 
 
 1 Clay to clay, and dust to dust ! 
 Let them mingle — for they must! 
 
 Give to earth the earthly clod 
 For the spirit 's fled to God. 
 
 2 Never more shall midnight's damp 
 Darken round this mortal lamp; 
 Never more shall noonday's glance 
 Search this mortal comitenance. 
 
 3 Deep the pit, and cold the bed, 
 Where the spoils of death are laid : 
 Stiff the curtains, chill the gloom, 
 Of man's melancholy tomb. 
 
 4 Look aloft ! The spirit 's risen — 
 Death cannot the soul imprison : 
 'Tis in heaven that spirits dwell, 
 Gloriou-, thou.il invisible. 
 
 5 Thither let us tm*n our \iew ; 
 Peace is there, and comfort too: 
 There shall those we love be found, 
 Tracing joy's eternal round. 
 
 9 
 
146 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 146 6 & 4s. M. Mrs. Hemans. 
 
 JFuncral ^idistv. 
 
 1 Lowly and solemn be 
 Thy children's cry to thee, 
 
 Father divine ! — 
 A Hymn of suppliant breath, 
 Owning that life and death 
 
 Alike are thine. 
 
 2 O Father, in that hour 
 
 When earth all succoring power 
 
 Shall disavow, — 
 When spear, and shield, and crown. 
 In faintness are cast down, — 
 
 Sustain us thou ! 
 
 3 By Him who bowed to take 
 The death-cup for our sake, 
 
 The thorn, the rod, — 
 From whom the last dismay 
 Was not to pass away, — 
 
 Aid us, O God ! 
 
 4 Tremblers beside the grave, 
 We call on thee to save, 
 
 Father divine ! 
 Hear, hear our suppliant breath ; 
 Keep us, in life and death, 
 
 Thine, only thine. 
 
SICKNESS AND DEATH. 147, 148 
 
 147 L. M. Watts. 
 JHfie ©frabe IScstroselr. 
 
 1 U-NVEiL thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
 Take this new treasure to thy trust ; 
 And give these sacred relics room 
 To slumber in thy silent dust. 
 
 2 No pain, no grief, no anxious fear, 
 Invade thy bounds ; no mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
 Whilst angels watch its soft repose. 
 
 3 So Jesus slept ; God's dying Son 
 
 Pass'd through the grave and bless'd the bed ; 
 Then rest, dear saint, till from his throne 
 The morning break, and pierce the shade. 
 
 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! 
 Attend, O grave, his sovereign word ! 
 Restore thy trust ; the glorious form 
 Will then arise to meet the Lord. 
 
 148 8 & 7s. M. S. F. Smith. 
 
 Dcdtij of a Younu ©irl. 
 
 1 Sister, thou wast mild and lovely, 
 Gentle as the summer breeze, 
 Pleasant as the air of evening, 
 When it floats among the trees. 
 
149 SICKNESS AND DEATH. 
 
 2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber — 
 
 Peaceful in the grave so low : 
 Thou no more wilt join our number ; 
 Thou no more om* songs shalt know. 
 
 3 Dearest sister, thou hast left us ; 
 
 Here thy loss we deeply feel ; 
 But 'tis God that hath bereft us : 
 He can all om' sorrows heal. 
 
 4 Yet again we hope to meet thee, 
 
 When the day of life is fled, 
 Then in heaven with joy to greet thee. 
 Where no farewell tear is shed. 
 
 149 7 & 6s. M. C. Wesley. 
 
 ^tiieu to a Scpartctr Christian jFrienU. 
 
 1 Farewell, thou once a mortal, 
 
 Our poor, afflicted friend ; 
 
 Go, pass the heavenly portal, 
 
 To God, thy glorious end. 
 
 2 The Author of thy being 
 
 Hath summoned thee away ; 
 And faith is lost in seemg, 
 And night in endless day. 
 
 3 With those that went before thee, 
 
 The saints of ancient days, 
 Who shine in sacred story. 
 Thy soul hath found its place. 
 
SICKNESS AND DEATH. 149 
 
 4 Acquainted with their sadness, 
 
 While ia the weeping vale, 
 Thou sharest now their gladness, 
 And joys that never fail. 
 
 5 No loss of friends shall grieve thee ; 
 
 That — we alone must bear ; 
 
 They cannot, cannot leave thee, 
 
 Thy kind companions there. 
 
 I 
 
 6 From all thy care and sorrow 
 
 Thou art escaped to-day ; 
 And we shall mount to-morrow, 
 And soar to thee awav. 
 
IcaBtB anb faBlB, 
 
 150 7s. M. BOWRI.NG. 
 
 jFot ^trbcnt or ®f)rfstmas. 
 
 1 Watchman! tell us of the night; 
 
 What its signs of promise are. 
 Traveller ! o'er yon mountam's height 
 
 See that glory-beaming star! 
 Watclmian ! does its beauteous ray 
 
 Aught of hope or joy foretell? 
 Traveller ! yes ; it brings the day, 
 
 Promised day of Israel ! 
 
 2 Watchman ! tell us of the night ; 
 
 Higher yet that star ascends. 
 Traveller ! blessedness and light, 
 
 Peace and truth its course portends. 
 Watchman ! will its beams alone 
 
 Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
 Traveller ! ages are its own : 
 
 See ! it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 151 
 
 3 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 
 For the morning seems to dawn. 
 
 Traveller! darkness takes its flight, 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
 
 Watchman ! let thy wanderings cease ; 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
 
 Traveller! lo! the Prince of Peace, 
 
 Lo I the Son of God is come ! 
 
 151 C. M. Ano>-ymods. 
 
 Christmas ?iQ£mn. 
 
 1 Calm on the listening ear of night 
 
 Come heaven's melodious strains, 
 Where wild Judea stretches far 
 Her silver-mantled plains ! 
 
 2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, 
 
 Shed sacred glories there ; 
 And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 
 Make music on the air. 
 
 3 The answering hills of Palestine 
 
 Send back the glad reply. 
 And greet, from all their holy heights, 
 The day-spring from on high. 
 
 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee 
 
 There comes a holier calm, 
 And Sharon waves, in solemn praise. 
 Her silent groves of palm. 
 
1^ FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 5 " Gloiy to God!" the sounding skies 
 
 Loud with then* anthems sing ; 
 " Peace to the earth, good-will to men, 
 From Heaven's eternal King." 
 
 6 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem ! 
 
 The Saviom- now is born ! 
 And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains 
 Breaks the first Christmas morn. 
 
 152 8 & 7s. M. Cawood. 
 
 C!ti)ristmas J^mn. 
 
 1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, 
 
 Sweetly sounding through the skies ? 
 Lo! the angelic host rejoices; 
 Heav'Cnly hallelujahs rise. 
 
 2 Listen to the wond'rous stoiy. 
 
 Which they chant in hymns of joj^ ; 
 " Glory in the highest, glory ! 
 Glory be to God most high ! " 
 
 3 Peace on earth, good-will from heaven. 
 
 Reaching far as man is found ; 
 Souls redeemed and sins forgiven ; 
 Loud om* golden harps shall sound. 
 
 4 " Christ is born, the great anointed ; 
 
 Heaven and earth his praises sing I 
 O receive, whom God appointed 
 For your Prophet, Priest and King." 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 153 
 
 5 Let us learn the wond'rous story 
 Of our great Redeemer's birth ; 
 Spread the brightness of liis glory, 
 Till it cover all the earth. 
 
 153 7 & 6s. M. S. S. H. Book. 
 
 Christmas J^vmn, 
 
 1 Hail! to the Lord's anointed! 
 
 Great David's greater Son ; 
 Hail, in the time appointed. 
 
 His reign on earth begun. 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free ; 
 To take away transgression. 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 2 Before him, on the mountains. 
 
 Shall Peace tlie herald go ; 
 And righteousness in fountains 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 For him shall prayer unceasing. 
 
 And daily vows ascend ; 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end. 
 
 3 O'er every foe victorious, 
 
 He on his throne shall rest. 
 From age to age more glorious, 
 All-blessing and all-blest. 
 
154 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His name shall stand forever; 
 
 That name to us is — Love ! 
 
 154 C. M. Patrick. 
 
 (KCtjrfstmas ?i9»mn. 
 
 1 While shepherds watched theu' flocks by night, 
 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The angel of the Lord came do^\^l, 
 And glory shone around. 
 
 2 " Fear not," said he — for mighty di-ead 
 
 Had seized their troubled mind — 
 " Glad tidings of gieat joy I bring 
 To you and all mankind. 
 
 3 " To you in David's town, this day. 
 
 Is born of David's line. 
 The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; 
 And this shall be the sign. 
 
 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find 
 
 To human view^ displayed. 
 All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels, praising God, and thus 
 Addressed their joyful song: 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 155 
 
 6 " All glory be to God on high, 
 And to the earth be peace ! 
 Good-will henceforth, from heaven to men, 
 Begin and never cease." 
 
 155 p. M. . Heber. 
 
 ittivistmns ?I>i)mn. 
 
 1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! 
 
 DawTi on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid! 
 
 2 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, 
 
 Odors of Edom and offerings divine ? 
 Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean. 
 Myrrh from the forest or gold from fhe mine ? 
 
 3 Vainly we offer each amjjle oblation : 
 
 Vainly with gifts would his favor secure : 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration, 
 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 4 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning ! 
 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us tlime aid. 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning. 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 
 
156 FEASTS A>'D FASTS. 
 
 156 7S. M. 6 1. IMONTGOMERY, 
 
 1 Go to dark Gethsemaiie, 
 
 Ye that feel temptation's power ; 
 Yoiu* Redeemer's conflict see ; 
 
 Watch with him one bitter hour ; 
 Tui'n not from his griefs away ; 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 
 
 2 Follow to the judgment-hall ; 
 
 View the Lord of life arraigned ; 
 O, the wormwood and the gall! 
 
 O, the pangs his soul sustained ! 
 Shun not suffering, shame, or loss ; 
 Learn of him to bear the cross. 
 
 3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb ; 
 
 There, admiring at his feet, 
 Mark that miracle of time — 
 
 God's own sacrilice complete ; 
 " It is finished," hear him cry ; 
 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to die. 
 
 4 Early hasten to the tomb. 
 
 Where they laid his breathless clay ; 
 All is solitude and gloom ; 
 
 Who has taken him away ? 
 Chi'ist is risen ; he meets our eyes ; 
 Saviom-, teach us so to rise. 
 
FEASTS A>-D FASTS. 157 
 
 1,5T 7s. M. Spiritual Songs. 
 
 Hitanr for CS^ootr iFrftiai). 
 
 1 Father, when in dust to thee 
 Low we bow the adoring knee, 
 When, repentant, to the skies 
 Scarce we lift our streaming eyes; 
 O, by all the pain and wo 
 Suffered ])y thy Son below, 
 Bending from thy tlirone on high 
 Hear our solenm litany. 
 
 2 By his birth and early years. 
 By his human gr.efs and fears, 
 By his fasting and distress 
 
 In the lonely wilderness. 
 By his victory in the hour 
 Of the subtle tempter's power; 
 Father, look with i)itying eye 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 3 By his hour of dark despaii', 
 By his agony of prayer, 
 
 By his purple robe of scorn. 
 
 By his wounds and crown of thorn, 
 
 By his cross, his pangs and cries, 
 
 By his perfect sacrifice ; 
 
 Father, look with pitying eye ; 
 
 Hear om* solemn litany. 
 
158, 159 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 158 P- M. ANONmous. 
 ©ootr JJ'rftraji. 
 
 1 The voice of free grace cries, " Escape to the moun- 
 tain : " 
 For Adam's lost race, Clii'ist has opened a fountain : 
 For sin and transgression, and every omission, 
 His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation. 
 Hallelujah to tlie Lamb! he hath purchased our 
 
 pardon ; 
 We will jjraise him again as we pass over Jordan. 
 
 159 C. M. Mrs. Barbauld. 
 JEaster. 
 
 1 Again the Lord of life and light 
 
 Awakes the kindling ray ; 
 Unseals the eyelids of the morn. 
 And pours increasing day. 
 
 2 O what a night was that which wrapt 
 
 The heathen world in gloom ! 
 O what a sun, which broke this day, 
 Triumphant from the tomb ! 
 
 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hosannas sung ; 
 Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
 And praise on every tongue. 
 
FEASTS A>'D FASTS. 160 
 
 4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join 
 To hail this welcome morn ; 
 Which scatters blessings from its wings 
 To nations yet unborn. 
 
 160 7s. M. Gibbons. 
 
 Hastcr ?i)nmn. 
 
 1 Angels, roll the rock away; 
 Death, yield up thy mighty prey: 
 See ! he rises from the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2 'Tis the Saviour ! Angels, raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-hispiring sound. 
 
 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes ; 
 Now to glory see him rise 
 
 In long triumph up the sky 
 Up to waiting worlds on high. 
 
 4 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs, 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; 
 Shout, O earth, in rapturous song ; 
 Let the strains be sweet and strong. 
 
 5 Eveiy note with wonder swell, — 
 And the Saviour's triumph tell ; 
 Where, O death is now thy sting ? 
 Where thy terrors, di'eadful king ? 
 
161, 162 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 161 C. M. Keble. 
 
 1 When God, of old, came down fi-om heaven, 
 
 In power and wrath lie came ; 
 Before his feet the clouds were riven, 
 Half darkness and half flame. 
 
 2 But when he came the second time, 
 
 He came in power and love ; 
 Softer than gale at morning prime, 
 Hovered his holy Dove. 
 
 3 The fii-es that rushed on Sinai down 
 
 In sudden torrents dread. 
 Now gently light a glorious crown, 
 On every sainted head. 
 
 4 Like arrows went those lightnings forth. 
 
 Winged with the sinner's doom ; 
 But these, like tongues, o'er all the earth 
 Proclaiming life to come. 
 
 162 C. M. Bishop Heber. 
 
 1 Spirit of truth, on this thy day 
 To thee for help we cry. 
 To guide us through the di'eary way 
 Of dark moi-tality. 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 163 
 
 2 We ask not, Lord, thy cloven flame, 
 
 Or tongues of various tone, 
 But long thy praises to proclaim 
 Witli fervor in our own. 
 
 3 We mourn not that pro})lietic skill 
 
 Is found on earth no more ; 
 
 Enough for us to trace thy will 
 
 In Scriptui'e's sacred lore. 
 
 4 We neither have nor seek the power 
 
 El demons to control ; 
 But thou, in dark temptation's hour, 
 Shalt chase them from the soul. 
 
 5 No heavenly harpings soothe our ear, 
 
 No mystic dreams we share ; 
 
 Yet hope to feel thy comfort near, 
 
 And bless thee in our prayer. 
 
 163 C M. C. Wesley. 
 
 ^11 Saints Bai). 
 
 1 The saints on earth and those above 
 
 But one communion make ; 
 Joined to their Lord in bonds of love, 
 All of his grace partake. 
 
 2 One family, we dwell in him : 
 
 One church above, beneath ; 
 Though now divided by the stream, 
 The narrow stream of death. 
 10 
 
164 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 3 One army of the living God, 
 
 To his command we bow; 
 Part of the host have crossed the flood, 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
 4 O God, be thou our constant guide ! 
 
 Then, when the word is given. 
 Bid death's cold flood its waves divide, 
 And land us safe in heaven. 
 
 164 C. M. Watts. 
 
 ^11 <Saints ©a^. 
 
 1 Not to the terrors of the Lord, 
 
 The tempest, fire, and smoke, — 
 Not to the thunder of that word 
 Which God on Sinai spoke, — 
 
 2 But we are come to Siou's hill. 
 
 The city of our God, 
 Where milder words declare his will, 
 And spread his love abroad. 
 
 3 Behold the innumerable host 
 
 Of angels clothed in light ! 
 Behold the spirits of the just, 
 Whose faith is turned to sight ! 
 
 4 The saints on earth and all the dead 
 
 But one communion make ; 
 All join in Christ, their living Head, 
 And of his grace partake. 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 165 
 
 5 In such society as this 
 
 My weai-y soul would rest ; 
 The man that dwells where Jesus is. 
 Must be forever blest. 
 
 165 C. M. Ancient Hymns. 
 
 Stll .Saints Odn. 
 
 1 The triumphs of the martjTed saints 
 
 The joyous lay demand ; 
 The heart delights in song to dwell 
 
 On that victorious band — 
 Those whom the senseless world abhorred, 
 
 Who cast the world aside, 
 Deeming it worthless, for the sake 
 
 Of Christ, their Lord and Guide. 
 
 2 For thee they braved the tjTant's rage. 
 
 The scourge's cruel smart ; 
 The wild beast's claw their bodies tore. 
 
 But vanquished not the heart ; 
 Like lambs before the sword they fell, 
 
 Nor cry nor plaint expressed ; 
 For patience kept the conscious mind. 
 
 And armed the fearless breast. 
 
 3 What tongue can tell thy crown prepared 
 
 To wreath the mai-tjr's head ? 
 What voice thy robe of white, to clothe 
 His Imibs, with tortm'e red .^ 
 
166 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 Vouchsafe us, Lord, if such thy will, 
 
 Clear skies and seasons calm ; 
 If not, the martyr's cross to bear, 
 
 And win the martyr's palm. 
 
 166 *S. M. Ancient Htmns. 
 
 ' ^11 Saints Baj. 
 
 1 For all thy saints, O God, 
 
 Who strove in Christ to live, 
 Who followed him, obeyed, adored, 
 Our grateful hymn receive. 
 
 2 For all thy saints, O God, 
 
 Accept our thankful ciy. 
 Who counted Christ their great reward, 
 And strove in him to die. 
 
 8 They all, in life and death, 
 
 With him, their Lord, in view, 
 Learned from thy Holy Spu'it's breath 
 To suffer and to do. 
 
 4 For this thy name we bless, 
 And humbly beg that we 
 May follow them in holiness, 
 And live and die in thee. 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 167, 168 
 
 167 C. M. Breviary. 
 
 j^ast. 
 
 1 O Sinner, bring not tears alone, 
 
 Or outward form of prayer : 
 But let it in thy heart be knoAMi 
 That penitence is there. 
 
 2 To smite the breast, the clothes to rend, 
 
 God asketh not of thee ; 
 Thy secret soul he bids thee bend 
 In true humility. 
 
 3 O, let us, then, with heartfelt grief, 
 
 Draw near unto our God, 
 And pray to him to grant relief, 
 And stay the lifted rod. 
 
 4 O righteous judge, if thou wilt deign 
 
 To grant us that we need. 
 
 We pray for time to turn again. 
 
 And grace to turn indeed. 
 
 168 L. M. Dter. 
 
 iFast. 
 
 1 Great Framer of unnuml)ere<l worlds, 
 And whom unnumbered worlds adore, 
 Whose gooilu3Ss all thy creatures share, 
 While nature trembles at thy jjower, — 
 
169 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 2 Thine is the hand that moves the spheres, 
 
 That wakes the wind, and hfts the sea ; 
 And man, who moves the lord of earth, 
 Acts but the part assigned by thee. 
 
 3 While suppliant crowds implore thine aid, 
 
 To thee we raise the humble cry ; 
 Thme altar is the contrite heart, 
 Thme mcense, a repentant sigh. 
 
 4 O, may om- land, in this her hour, 
 
 Confess thy hand, and bless the rod, 
 By penitence make thee her Friend, 
 And find in thee a guardian God. 
 
 169 p. M. Mrs. Hemans. 
 
 JFcast of m mmmn, 
 
 4 The breaking waves dashed high 
 On a stern and rock-bound coast, 
 And the woods against a stormy sky 
 Their giant branches tossed ; 
 
 2 And the heavy night hung dark. 
 
 The hills and waters o'er. 
 When a band of exiles moored their bark 
 On the wild New England shore. 
 
 3 Not as the conqueror comes. 
 
 They, the true-hearted, came ; 
 Not with the roll of the stirring drums, 
 And the trumpet that sings of fame ; 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 170 
 
 4 Not as the flying come, 
 
 In silence and in fear; — 
 They shook the depths of the desert gloom 
 With their hymns of lofty cheer. 
 
 5 Amidst the storm they sang, 
 
 And the stars heard, and the sea ! 
 And the sounding aisles of the dim woods i*ang 
 To the anthem of the free. 
 
 6 The ocean-eagle soared 
 
 From his nest by the ^vhite wave's foam, 
 And the rocking pines of the forest roared — 
 This was their welcome home ! 
 
 7 What sought they thus afar ? 
 
 Bright jewels of the mine ? 
 The wealth of seas, the spoils of war ? — 
 They sought a faith's pm-e shrine I 
 
 8 Ay, call it holy ground. 
 
 The soil where first they trod ! 
 They have left unstained wiiat there they found : 
 Freedom to worship God. 
 
 170 C. M. J. Q. Adams. 
 
 j?cast of tf)c IBiiQxims, 
 
 1 When, o'er the billow-heaving deep, 
 The fathers of our race, 
 The precepts of their God to keep. 
 Sought here their resting-place, — 
 
171 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 2 That gracious God their path prepared, 
 
 Preserved from every harm, 
 And still for their protection bared 
 His everlasting arm. 
 
 3 His breath, inspiring every gale, 
 
 Impels them o'er the main ; 
 His guardian angels spread the sail, 
 And tempests howl in vain. 
 
 4 And can our stony bosoms be 
 
 To all tliese wonders blind ? 
 Nor swell Avith thankfulness to thee, 
 
 Parent of mankind? 
 
 5 All-gracious God, inflame our zeal ; 
 
 Dispense one blessing more ; 
 Grant us thy boundless love to feel, 
 Thy goodness to adore. 
 
 171 p. M. John Davis. 
 
 Jfcast of t\)z i^flflrims. 
 
 1 Sons of renowned sires, 
 Join in harmonious choirs, 
 
 Swell your loud songs ; 
 Daughters of peerless dames, 
 Come with your mild acclaims, 
 Let their revered names 
 
 Dwell on your tongues. 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 2 From fro^vning Albion's seat, 
 See the famed band retreat, 
 
 On ocean tost ; 
 Blue tumbling billows roar. 
 By keels scarce ploughed before, 
 And bear them to this shore. 
 
 Fettered with frost. 
 
 3 Not winter's sullen face. 
 Not the fierce tawny race 
 
 In arms arrayed ; 
 Not hunger shook their faith, 
 Not pestilential breath, 
 Nor Carver's early death. 
 
 Then- souls dismayed. 
 
 4 Watered by heavenly dew, 
 The germ of Empire grew, 
 
 Freedom its root; 
 From the cold northern pine. 
 Far toward the burning line, 
 Spreads the luxuriant vine 
 
 Bending with fruit. 
 
 5 Columbia, child of heaven, 
 The best of blessings given. 
 
 Rest on thy head ; 
 Beneath thy peaceful skies. 
 While prosperous tides arise. 
 Here turn your grateful eyes, 
 
 Revere the dead. 
 
 171 
 
172 FEASTS AND FASTS. 
 
 6 Here trace the moss-grown stones, 
 AVhere rest their mould'ring bones, 
 
 Again to rise ; 
 And let tliy sons be led 
 To emulate the dead, 
 While o'er their toniljs they tread 
 
 With moisten'd eyes. 
 
 7 Sons of renowned sires, 
 Join in harmonioiis chou'S, 
 
 Swell your loud songs ; 
 Daughters of peerless dames. 
 Come with your mild acclaims. 
 Let their revered names 
 
 Dwell on your tongues. 
 
 172 L. M. J. F. Clarke. 
 
 iFeast of tl;c 3^cforination. 
 
 1 For all thy gifts we praise thee, Lord, 
 With lifted song and bended knee, 
 But now our thanks are chiefly poured 
 For those who taught us to be free. 
 
 2 For when the soul lay bound below 
 A hea\y yoke of forms and creeds, 
 And none thy word of truth could know^, 
 O'ergrown w ith tares and choked with weeds ; 
 
 3 When God's free grace was basely sold. 
 False prophets taught and priests bore rule ; 
 
FEASTS AND FASTS. 172 
 
 When robbers climbed in Jesus' fold, 
 And bigots sat in Jesus' school ; — 
 
 4 Thy strength, O Lord ! in that dark night 
 By mouths of babes thou didst ordain ; 
 And thy free truth went forth with might. 
 Not empty to return again. 
 
 5 The monarch's sword, the prelate's pride. 
 The church's curse, the empire's ban. 
 
 By one j)Oor monk were all defied. 
 Who never feared the face of man. 
 
 6 Half-battles were the words he said, 
 Each born of prayer, baptized in tears ; 
 And routed by them, backward fled 
 The errors of a thousand years. 
 
 7 The glittering sword of gosix.'! light 
 
 Smote through the mass with lightning power; 
 The sun of truth, with heavenly might. 
 Consumed the stubble in an hour. 
 
 8 With lifted song and bended knee, 
 For all thy gifts we praise thee. Lord ; 
 But chief for those who made us free, 
 The champions of thy holy word. 
 
173 FEASTS AND FaSTS. 
 
 173 p. M. W. J. Fox. 
 
 i?cast of tSe Reformation. 
 
 1 Praise to the heroes who struck for the Right 
 When Freedom and truth were defended in tight : 
 Of blood-shedding hirehngs the deeds are abhorred, 
 But the patriot smites with the sword of the Lord. 
 
 2 Praise to the martyrs' who died for the Right, 
 Nor ever bowed down at the bidding of might : 
 Their ashes were cast all abroad on the wind. 
 
 But more widely the blessings they won for mankind. 
 
 3 Praise to the sages, the teachers of Right, 
 
 Whose voice in the darkness said, " Let there be 
 
 light ! " 
 The sophist may gain the renown of an hour. 
 But wisdom is glory, while knowledge is power. 
 
 4 Heroes, martyrs, and sages, true prophets of Right ! 
 They foresaw, and they made man's futurity bright. 
 Their fame would ascend, though the world sunk in 
 
 flames ; 
 Be their spirit on all who sing praise to their names ! 
 
FEASTS A>D FASTS. 174 
 
 174 C. M. Robert Nicoll. 
 
 iFcnst of t\)c IXcformatfon. 
 
 1 An offering to the shrine of power 
 
 Our hands shall never hring ; 
 A garland on the car of pomp 
 
 Our hands shall never fling ; 
 Applauding in the conqueror's path 
 
 Our voices ne'er shall he ; 
 But we have hearts to honor those 
 
 Who hade the world go free ! 
 
 2 Praise to the good, the pure, the great, 
 
 Who made us what we are ! 
 Who lit the flame which yet shall glow 
 
 With radiance hrighter far. 
 Glorj^ to them in coming time, 
 
 And through eternity, 
 Who hurst the captive's galling chain, 
 
 And hade the world go free ! 
 
0tanari) anb otl)cr illtctings- 
 
 175 7s. M. J. Newton. 
 
 Xch) Year. 
 
 1 While with ceaseless course, the sun 
 
 Hasted through the former year, 
 Many souls their race have run, 
 
 Never more to meet us here : 
 Fixed in an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below ; 
 We a little longer wait, 
 
 But how little none can know. 
 
 2 As the winged arrow flies. 
 
 Speedily the mark to find, — 
 As the lightning from the skies 
 
 Darts, and leaves no trace behind, — 
 
MISSIOXARY AND OTHER MEETI^'GS. 176 
 
 Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream : 
 
 Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise ; 
 All below is but a dreaiii. 
 
 3 Thanks for mercies past receive ; 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew ; 
 Teach us, henceforth, how to live 
 
 With eternity in view ; 
 Bless thy Avord to young and old, 
 
 Fill us with a Saviour's love, 
 And when lite's short tale is told, 
 
 May we dwell with thee above. 
 
 176 lOs. M. E. Taylor. 
 
 iDltJ or Xrli) Year. 
 
 1 God of the changing year, whose arm of power 
 In safety leads through danger's darkest hour, 
 Here in thy temple bow thine creatures down, 
 To bless thy mercy, and thy might to own. 
 
 2 Thine are the beams that cheer us on our way, 
 And pour around the gladdening light of day; 
 Thine is the night, and the fair orbs that shine 
 To cheer its hours of darkness — all are thine. 
 
 3 If round our path the thorns of sorrow grew, 
 And mortal friends were faithless, thou wert true: 
 Did sickness shake the frame, or anguish tear 
 The woiuided spmt, thou wert present there. 
 
177 CHARITABLE, ANNIVERSARY, 
 
 4 Yet when our hearts review departed days, 
 
 How vast thy mercies ! how remiss our praise ! 
 
 Well may we dread thine awful eye to meet, 
 
 Bend at thy throne, and worship at thy feet. 
 
 I 
 
 5 O lend thine ear, and lift our voice to thee ; 
 Where'er we dwell, still let thy mercy be ; 
 From year to year, still nearer to thy shrine 
 Draw oiu- frail hearts, and make them wholly thine. 
 
 lyy L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Xch) Year. 
 
 1 Eternal Source of every joy ! 
 Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
 While in thy temple we appear. 
 Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 
 
 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll. 
 Thy hand supports the steady pole ; 
 The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
 And darkness when to veil the skies. 
 
 3 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
 Demand successive songs of praise ; 
 
 Still be the cheerful homage paid. 
 With opening light and evening shade. 
 
 4 O may our more harmonious tongues 
 In Avorlds unkno^\'ll pursue the songs ; 
 And in those brighter courts adore, 
 Where days and years revolve no more ! 
 
MISSIONARY AND OTHER MEETINGS. 178 
 
 178 H. M. Doddridge. 
 
 1 Mark the soft-falling snow, 
 
 And the diffusive rain : 
 To heaven, from whence it fell, 
 It tui-ns not back again ; 
 But waters earth 
 
 Thi-ough every pore, 
 And calls forth all 
 Its secret store. 
 
 2 AiTayed in beauteous green, 
 
 The hills and valleys shine ; 
 And man and beast are fed 
 By Providence divine : 
 The harvest bows 
 Its golden ears. 
 The copious seed 
 Of future years. 
 
 3 " So," saith the God of grace, 
 
 "My gospel shall descend. 
 Almighty to effect 
 The purpose I intend ; 
 Millions of souls 
 
 Shall feel its power. 
 And bear it down 
 To millions more." 
 11 
 
179 CHARITABLE, A]>f]>fIVERSART, 
 
 179 7 & 6s. M. Heber. 
 
 1 From Greenland's icy moimtams, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down theii- golden sand ; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land fi-om eiTor's chain. 
 
 2 What though the spicy breezes, 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is \dle ; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown ; 
 The heathen, in his blindness. 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 By wisdom from on high — 
 Shall we to men benighted, 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation ! O Salvation ; 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learnt Messiah's name. 
 
MISSIONARY AND OTHER MEETINGS. 180 
 
 180 C & 4S. M. PlERPONT. 
 
 1 Break forth iii song, ye trees 
 As, tliroiigh your toi)s, tlie breeze 
 
 Sweeps from the sea ; 
 For, on its rushing wings, 
 To your cool shades and springs, 
 That breeze a people brings, 
 
 Exiled, though free. 
 
 2 Ye sister hills, lay down 
 
 Of ancient oaks your crown, 
 
 In homage due ; — 
 These are the great of eaith, 
 Great, not by kingly birth. 
 Great in tljeir well-proved worth, 
 
 Firm hearts and true. 
 
 "^ These are the living lights, 
 
 That from yom* bold, green heights. 
 
 Shall shine afar. 
 Till they who name the name 
 Of Freedom, to the flame 
 Come, as the Magi came 
 
 Toward's Bethlehem's star. 
 
 4 Gronc arc those great and good 
 Who here, in peril, stood 
 And raised their hymn. 
 
181 CHARITABLE, ANNIVERSARY, 
 
 Peace to the reverend dead ! 
 The Hght, that on theii* head 
 Two hundred years have shed, 
 Shall ne'er grow dim. 
 
 5 Ye temples, that to God 
 Rise where our fathers trod, 
 
 Guard well your trust, — 
 The faith, that dared the sea, 
 The truth, that made them free, 
 Their cherished purity, 
 
 Their garnered dust. 
 
 6 Thou high and holy One, 
 Whose care for sire and son 
 
 All nature fills ; 
 While day shall break and close, 
 While night her crescent shows, 
 O, let thy light repose 
 
 On these our hills. 
 
 181 6 & 4s. M. S. F. Smith. 
 
 National ^nnibetsarg. 
 
 1 Mt countiy, 'tis of thee, 
 Sweet land of liberty, 
 
 Of thee I sing ; 
 Land where my fathers died. 
 Land of the pilgrim's pride, 
 From eveiy mountain side 
 Let freedom rinir. 
 
MISSIONARY AND OTHER MEETINGS. 182 
 
 2 My native countiy, thee — 
 Land of the noble free — 
 
 Thy name — I love ; 
 I love thy rocks and rills, 
 Thy woods and templed hills ; 
 My heart with rapture thrills 
 
 Like that above. 
 
 3 Let music swell the breeze, • 
 And ring from all the trees 
 
 Sweet freedom's song: 
 Let mortal tongues awake ; 
 Let all that breathe partake ; 
 Let rocks their silence break, — 
 
 The sound prolong. 
 
 4 Our fathers' God, to thee, 
 Author of liberty, 
 
 To thee we sing : 
 Long may our laud be bright 
 With freedom's holy light ; 
 Protect us by thy might. 
 
 Great God, our King. 
 
 182 L. M. Flint. 
 
 Natfonal ^nnfbersarj. 
 
 1 L\ pleasant lands have fallen the lines 
 That bound our goodly heritage, 
 x\nd safe beneath our sheltering vines 
 Om* youth is blest, and soothed our age. 
 
183 CHARITABLE, ANNIVERSARY, 
 
 2 What thanks, O God, to thee are due, 
 That thou didst plant our fathers here ; 
 And watch and guard them as they grew, 
 A vineyard, to the planter dear. 
 
 3 The toils they bore, our ease have vsa-ought ; 
 They sowed m tears — in joy we reap; 
 The birthright they so dearly bought 
 
 We '11 guard, 'till we with them shall sleep. 
 
 4 Thy kindness to our fathers shown, 
 In weal and wo through all the past, 
 Their grateful sons, O God, shall own 
 While here their name and race shall last. 
 
 183 8 & 7s. M. PlERPONT. 
 
 1 God of mercy, do thou never 
 
 From our offering tiu-n away, 
 But command a blessing ever 
 On the memory of this day. 
 
 2 Light and peace, do Thou ordain it ; 
 
 O'er it be no shadow flung ; 
 Let no deadly darkness stain it. 
 And no cloud be o'er it hung. 
 
 3 May the song this people raises. 
 
 And its vows, to Thee addressed, 
 Mingle with the prayers and praises, 
 That Thou hearest from the blessed. 
 
MISSIONARY AXD OTHER MEETINGS. 184 
 
 4 When the lips are cold, that sing Thee, 
 And the hearts that love Thee, dust, 
 Father, then our souls shall brmg Thee 
 Holier love and fii-mer trust. 
 
 184 "s*- ^I- James R. Lowell. 
 
 Slntf'^labrr)) ^Hcctinfl. 
 
 1 Men ! whose Ijoast it is, that ye 
 Come of fathers brave and free, 
 If there breathe on earth a slave, 
 Are ye truly free and brave ? 
 
 If ye do not feel the chain 
 ^Vhen it works a brother's pain, 
 Are ye not base slaves indeed — 
 Slaves unworthy to be freed ? 
 
 2 Is true freedom but to break 
 Fetters for our own dear sake. 
 And with leathern hearts forget 
 That we owe mankind a debt ? 
 No ! true freedom is to share 
 All the chains our Ijrothers wear, 
 And with heart and hand to be 
 Earnest to make others free ! 
 
 3 They are slaves, who fear to speak 
 For the fallen and the weak ; 
 
 They are slaves, who will not choose 
 Hatred, scoffing and abuse, 
 
185 MISSIONARY AND OTHER MEETINGS. 
 
 Rather than, in silence, shrink 
 From the truth they needs must think ; 
 They are slaves, who dare not be 
 In the right witli two or three. 
 
PART II 
 
^iioraticn- 
 
 185 C. 31. Patrick. 
 
 €c Deum. 
 
 1 O God, we praise thee, and confess 
 
 That thou the only Lord 
 And everlasting Father art. 
 By all the e^'tli adored. 
 
 2 To thee all angels ciy aloud ; 
 
 To thee the powers on high. 
 Both cheruhim and serapliim, 
 Continually do cry, — 
 
 3 O holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 
 Whom heavenly hosts obey. 
 The world is with the gloiy filled 
 Of thy majestic sway ! 
 
 4 The apostles' glorious company, 
 
 And prophets cro^^^led with light, 
 
186 ADORATION. 
 
 With all the martyrs' noble host, 
 Thy constant praise recite. 
 
 5 The holy church, tlu'oughout the world, 
 O Lord, confesses thee. 
 That thou eternal Father art, 
 Of boundless majesty. 
 
 186 L. M. RoscoE. 
 
 Song of Sltioiatfoti. 
 
 1 Let one loud song of praise arise 
 
 To God, whose goodness ceaseless flows ; 
 Who dwells enthroned above the skies. 
 And life and breath on all bestows. 
 
 2 Let all of good this bosom fires. 
 
 To him, sole good, giv^raises due ; 
 Let all the truth himself inspires 
 Unite to sing him only true. 
 
 3 In ardent adoration joined, 
 Obedient to thy holy will. 
 
 Let all our faculties, combined, 
 Thy just commands, O God, fulfil. 
 
 4 O, may the solemn, breathing sound. 
 Like mcense rise before thy throne. 
 Where thou, whose glory knows no bound, 
 Great Cause of all things, dwell'st alone. 
 
ADORATION. 187, 18B 
 
 187 7s. M. J. Taylor. 
 esioro to (25?oTj. 
 
 1 Glory be to God ou high, 
 God, whose glory tills the sky ; 
 Peace on earth to man forgiven, 
 Man, the well beloved of heaven. 
 
 2 Favored mortals, raise the song ; 
 Endless thanks to God belong ; 
 Hearts o'ertlowing with his praise, 
 Join the hymns your voices raise. 
 
 3 Mark the wonders of his hand ; 
 Power, no empire can withstand ; 
 Wisdom, angels' glorious theme ; 
 Goodness, one eternal stream. 
 
 4 Awful being! from thy throne 
 Send thy promised blessings down: 
 Let thy light, thy truth, thy peace, 
 Bid our raging passions cease. 
 
 188 L. M. Heber. 
 
 ^tioration. 
 
 1 Oh thou whom neither time nor space 
 Can cu'cle in, unseen, unknowTi, 
 Nor faith in boldest flight can trace 
 Save thi-ough thy Spirit and thy Son. 
 
189 ADORATION. 
 
 2 Be ours, O King of Mercy ! still 
 To feel thy presence from above, 
 And in thy word, and in thy will 
 
 To hear thy voice, and know thy love. 
 
 3 Great Fu'st and Last ! thy blessing give ! 
 And grant us faith, thy gift alone. 
 
 To love and praise thee while we live, 
 And do whate'er thou wouldst have done. 
 
 4 And when the toils of life are done, 
 And nature waits thy dread decree, 
 To find our rest beneath thy throne, 
 And look, in humble hope, to thee. 
 
 189 L. M. Browne. 
 
 1 Eternal God, Almighty Cause 
 
 Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown, 
 All things are subject to thy laws ; 
 All things depend on thee alone. 
 
 2 Thy glorious being singly stands, 
 Of all within itself possessed; 
 Controlled by none are thy commands ; 
 Thou in thyself alone art blessed. 
 
 3 Worship to thee alone belongs ; 
 Worship to thee alone we give ; 
 
 Thine be our hearts, and thine our songs, 
 And to thy gloiy may we live. 
 
ADORATION. 
 
 190 
 
 4 Lord, spread thy name through heathen lands ; 
 Then- idol deities dethrone ; 
 Subdue the world to thy commands, 
 And reign, as thou art, God alone. 
 
 J 90 CM. Spirit OF THE Ps. 
 
 CSoti tl)c onli) ©fajcct of WLJorsl)ip. 
 
 1 O God, oui- strength, to thee the song 
 
 With grateful hearts we raise ; 
 To thee, and thee alone, belong 
 All worship, love, and praise. 
 
 2 In trouble's dark and stormy horn-. 
 
 Thine ear Hath heard our prayer ; 
 And graciously thine arm of power 
 Hath saved us from despau'. 
 
 3 And thou, O ever gracious Lord, 
 
 Wilt keep thy promise still. 
 If, meekly hearkening to thy word, 
 We seek to do thy will. 
 
 4 Led by the light thy grace imparts, 
 
 Ne'er may we bow the knee 
 To idols, which our wayward hearts 
 Set up instead of thee. 
 
 5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord, 
 
 Thy faithful people bless ; 
 For them shall earth its stores afford, 
 And Heaven its happiness. 
 
191 ADORATION. 
 
 191 C. M. Thomson. 
 
 CKootrness of ^otr. 
 
 1 Jehovah, God, thy gracious power 
 
 On eveiy hand we see ; 
 O, may the blessings of each hour 
 Lead all our thoughts to thee ! 
 
 2 If on the wings of morn we speed 
 
 To earth's remotest bound, 
 Thy hand will there our footsteps lead, 
 Thy love our path surround. 
 
 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, 
 
 And reaches to the skies ; 
 Thine eye of mercy never sleeps. 
 Thy goodness never dies. 
 
 4 From morn till noon, till latest eve. 
 
 The hand of God we see ; 
 And all the blessings we receive, 
 Ceaseless, proceed from thee. 
 
 5 In all the varying scenes of time. 
 
 On thee our hopes depend ; 
 Through every age, in eveiy clime. 
 Our Father and our Friend! 
 
ADORATION. 192 
 
 192 C. M. Watts. 
 
 (Gotr IS H\jcriito!)cve. 
 
 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, 
 
 In vain my soul would tiy 
 To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thine all-surrounding sight smTeys 
 
 My rising and my rest ; 
 My public walks, my private ways, 
 And secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 3Iy thoughts lie open to the Lord, 
 
 Before they 're formed within ; 
 And ere my lips pronoimce the word, 
 He knows the sense I mean. 
 
 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high I 
 
 Where can a creature hide ? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie. 
 Beset on eveiy side. 
 
 5 So let thy grace sm-round me still. 
 
 And like a bulwark prove. 
 To guard my soul from every ill, 
 Secm*ed by sovereign love. 
 12 
 
193, 194 ADORATION. 
 
 193 CM. 61. CONDER. 
 
 ©n tje Sea SJore. 
 
 1 Beyond, beyond that boundless sea. 
 
 Above that dome of sky, 
 Further than thought itself can flee, 
 
 Thy dwelling is on high ; 
 Yet dear the awful thought to me, 
 
 That thou, my God, art nigh. 
 
 2 We hear thy voice, when thunders roll 
 
 Through the wide fields of air ; 
 The waves obey thy dread control ; 
 
 Yet still thou art not there. 
 Where shall I find Him, O my soul, 
 
 Who yet is eveiywhere ? 
 
 3 O, not m circling depth, or height, 
 
 But in the conscious breast, 
 Present to faith, though veiled from sight, 
 
 There does his spirit rest. 
 O come, thou Presence Infinite, 
 
 And make thy creature blest. 
 
 194 L. M. S. S. H. Book. 
 
 eSotr SeetD 23s. 
 
 1 Among the deepest shades of night. 
 Can there be one who sees my way ? 
 Yes, God is like the shining light, 
 That tui'ns the darkness into day. 
 
ADORATION. 195 
 
 2 When every eye around me sleeps, 
 May I not sin without control ? 
 No, for a constant watch he keeps 
 Ou every thought of every soul. 
 
 3 If I could find some cave unknown, 
 Where human feet have never ti-od, 
 Yet there I could not be alone ; 
 On every side, there woukl be God. 
 
 4 He smiles in heaven, he rules in hell ; 
 He fills the air, the earth, the sea: 
 
 I must within his presence dwell, 
 I cannot from his presence flee. 
 
 1 95 L. M. Tate ife Brady. 
 
 (KoXi's liternitn antr Soberefffnto. 
 
 1 With glory clad, with sti*ength arrayed, 
 The Lord that o'er all nature reigns. 
 The world's foundations strongly laid, 
 And the vast fabric still sustains. 
 
 2 How surely 'stablished is thy tlirone ! 
 Which shall no change or period see ; 
 For thou, O Lord, and thou alone, 
 Art God from all eternity. 
 
 3 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice. 
 And toss the troubled waves on high ; 
 But God above can still their noise. 
 And make the angry sea comply. 
 
196 ADORATION. 
 
 4 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure, 
 
 And they that in thy house would dwell, 
 That happy station to secure, 
 Must still in holiness excel. 
 
 196 H. M. Watts. 
 
 H&oVs l^ajestg ^nXt Sobeteiflntj. 
 
 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns ; 
 
 His throne is built on high ; 
 The garments he assumes 
 Ai'e light and majesty: 
 His glories shine 
 
 With beams so bright. 
 No mortal eye 
 
 Can bear the sight. 
 
 2 The thunders of his hand 
 
 Keep the wide world in awe ; 
 His power and justice stand 
 To guard his holy law ; 
 And Avhere liis love 
 Resolves to bless, 
 His trutli confii'ms 
 And seals the grace. 
 
 3 And can this mighty King 
 
 Of glory condescend ? 
 And will he wi'ite his name 
 " My Father and my Friend ? " 
 
ADORATION. 
 
 i9r 
 
 I love his name, 
 
 I love his word ; 
 Join, all my powers, 
 
 And praise the Lord. 
 
 197 L. M. Doddridge. 
 
 1 Eternal and immortal King, 
 
 Thy peerless splendors none can bear ; 
 But darkness veils seraphic eyes. 
 When God with all his lustre's there. 
 
 2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom, 
 The great Invisible can see. 
 
 And with its tremblings mingle joy, 
 In fixed regards, great God, to thee. 
 
 3 Then every tempting form of sin, 
 •Shamed in thy presence, disappears ; 
 And all the glowing, raptured soul 
 The likeness it contemplates wears. 
 
 4 O, ever-conscious to my heart, 
 Witness to its supreme desire. 
 Behold, it presseth on to thee, 
 
 For it hath caught the heavenly fire. 
 
 5 This one petition would it m-ge — 
 To bear thee ever in its sight ; 
 
 In life, in death, in worlds unknown, 
 Its only portion and delight. 
 
198 ADORATION. 
 
 198 L. M. Watts. 
 
 €fotr Kncoinj)rc|)ensit)le. 
 
 1 Can creatures to perfection find 
 
 The eternal, uncreated mind ? 
 
 Or can the largest stretch of thought 
 
 Measure and search his nature out ? 
 
 2 'Tis high as heaven, 'tis deep as hell ; 
 And what can mortals know or tell ? 
 His glory spreads beyond the sky, 
 And all the shining worlds on high. 
 
 3 God is a King of power unknown ; 
 Firm are the orders of his throne ; 
 If he resolve, who dare oppose, 
 Or ask him why or what he does ? 
 
 4 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon ; 
 The fainting sun grows dim at noon ; 
 The pillars of heaven's starry roof 
 Tremble and start at his reproof. 
 
 5 These are a portion of his ways ; 
 But who shall dare describe his face ? 
 Who can endure his light, or stand 
 To liear the thunders of his hand ? 
 
ADORATIO-V. 199, 200 
 
 199 L. M. Sir W. Scott. 
 I-mploving tt)e Constant ^Presence of CSoti. 
 
 1 When Israel, of the Lord beloved, 
 Out of the land of bondage came, 
 Her fathers' God before her moved. 
 An awful guide, in smoke and flame. 
 
 2 By day, along the astonished lands 
 The cloudy pillar glided slow ; 
 
 By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands 
 Returned the fiery column's glow. 
 
 3 Thus present still, though now unseen, 
 When brightly shines the prosperous day, 
 Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, 
 
 To temper the deceitful ray ! 
 
 4 And, O, when stoops upon our path. 
 In shade and storm, the frequent night, 
 Be thou, long-suffering, slow to wrath, 
 A burning and a shining light. 
 
 200 S. M. Methodist Col. 
 ffifotr tfje Creator. 
 
 1 O ALL-CREATING God! 
 
 At whose supreme decree 
 Our body rose, a breathing clod, 
 Our souls sprang forth from thee ; 
 
201 ADORATION. 
 
 2 For this thou hast designed, 
 And formed us man for this, 
 To know and love thyself, and find 
 In thee our endless bliss. 
 
 201 C. M. Watts. 
 
 SEternal IBomfnfon of ©fotr. 
 
 1 Great God, how infinite art thou ! 
 
 How frail and weak are we ! 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
 And pay their praise to thee. 
 
 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, 
 
 Ere seas or stars were made : 
 Thou art the ever-living God, 
 Were all the nations dead. 
 
 3 Eternity, with all its years. 
 
 Stands present in thy view ; 
 To thee there 's nothing old a])pears ; 
 Great God ! there 's nothmg new. 
 
 4 Our lives through varying scenes are drawn, 
 
 And vexed with trifling cares. 
 While thine eternal thought moves on 
 Thine undisturbed aflfairs. 
 
 5 Great God, how infinite art thou ! 
 
 How frail and weak are we ! 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
 And pay their praise to thee. 
 
praise. 
 
 202 ^^- ^^- 3l0>TG0MERT. 
 
 CSlori? to Go^ fit tl)c ?i}f2t)cst. 
 
 1 Songs of i)raise the angels sang, 
 Heaven with hallelujahs rang, 
 When Jehovah's work begun. 
 When he spake, and it was done. 
 
 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn. 
 When the Prmce of Peace was born ; 
 Songs of praise arose, when he 
 Captive led captivity. 
 
 3 Heaven and earth must pass away. 
 Songs of praise shall cro^^ii that day ; 
 God will make new heavens and earth. 
 Songs of praise shall hail their bu'th. 
 
 4 And will man alone be dumb. 
 Till that glorious kingdom come ? 
 
308 
 
 No ; the church delights to raise 
 Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 
 
 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
 Still in songs of praise rejoice ; 
 Learning here, by faith and love. 
 Songs of praise to sing above. 
 
 6 Borne upon the latest breath, 
 Songs of praise shall conquer death ; 
 Then amidst eternal joy, 
 
 Songs of praise their powers employ. 
 
 203 10 & lis. M. Park. 
 
 ®!i)anfes2ibinfl ant? ^Praise. 
 
 1 My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his name ! 
 His mercies record, his bounties proclaim : 
 
 To God, their creator, let all creatures raise 
 The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise ! 
 
 2 Though hid from man's sight, God sits on his thi'one. 
 Yet here by his works their Author is known : 
 
 The world shines a mirror its Maker to show, ' 
 And heaven views its image reflected below. 
 
 3 By knowledge supreme, by wisdom divine, 
 God governs this earth with gracious design ; 
 O'er beast, bird, and insect, his providence reigns, 
 Whose will fii-st created, whose love still sustains. 
 
204 
 
 4 And man, his last work, with reason endued. 
 Who, falhng through sin, by grace is renewed ; 
 To God, his Creator, let man ever raise 
 The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise I 
 
 204 8 & 7s. M. Dublin Col. 
 
 S^U ©rcaturcs J-nbofecti to IDraisc (So^, 
 
 1 Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore him; 
 
 Praise him, angels in the height ; 
 Sun and moon, rejoice before him ; 
 Praise him all ye stars of light ! 
 
 2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken ; 
 
 Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; 
 Laws which never can be broken, 
 For their guidance he hath made, 
 
 3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious ; 
 
 Never shall his promise fail ; 
 God hath made his saiuts victorious, 
 Sin and death shall not prevail. 
 
 4 Praise the God of our salvation, 
 
 Hosts on high his power proclaim ; 
 Heaven and earth, and all creation, 
 Praise and magnify his name I 
 
205 PRAISE. 
 
 205 C. M. Watts. 
 
 1 Eternal Wisdom ! thee we praise ; 
 
 Thee the creation sings ; 
 With thy great name rocks, hills, and seas, 
 And heaven's high palace, rings. 
 
 2 Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky I 
 
 How glorious to behold ! 
 Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, 
 And stan-ed with sparkling gold ! 
 
 3 The noisy winds stand ready there 
 
 Thy orders to obey ; 
 With sounding wings they sweep the air. 
 To make thy chariot ^vay. 
 
 4 There, like a trumpet loud and strong. 
 
 Thy thunder shakes om- coast. 
 While the red lightnings wave along — 
 The banners of thine host. 
 
 5 The rolling mountains of the deep 
 
 Observ'e thy strong command ; 
 Thy breath can raise the billows steep, 
 Or sink them to the sand. 
 
 6 Lifinite strength and equal skill 
 
 Shine through the worlds abroad. 
 Our souls with vast amazement fill. 
 And speak the builder, God. 
 
PRAISE. 206, 207 
 
 206 L. 31. Watts. 
 
 13vnfsc from 'Xaturc. 
 
 1 Awake, ye tempests, and his fame 
 In sounds of lofty praise declare ; 
 While the soft whisper of his name 
 Fills eveiy gentle breeze of air. 
 
 2 Ye floweiy plains, proclaim his skill ; 
 Vallies, lie low before his eye ; 
 
 And let his praise, fi-om every hill, 
 Rise, tuneful, to the neighboring sky. 
 
 3 Ye stubborn oaks, and stately pines. 
 Bend your high branches, and adore ; 
 Praise him, ye beasts, in different strains; 
 The lamb shall bleat, the lion roar. 
 
 4 Birds, ye shall make his praise your theme, 
 Nature demands a song from you ; 
 While the dumb fish that cut the stream 
 Leap up, and mean his praises too. 
 
 207 S. M. Watts. 
 Sincere 33tafse. 
 
 1 Almighty Maker, God ! 
 
 How wondi'ous is thy name ! 
 
 Thy glories how diffused abroad 
 
 Throughout creation's fi-ame ! 
 
207 
 
 2 Nature, in every dress, 
 
 Her humble homage pays, 
 And finds a thousand ways to express 
 Her imdissembled praise. 
 
 3 In native white and red 
 
 The rose and lily stand. 
 And, fi-ee from pride, their beauties spread, 
 To show thy skilful hand. 
 
 4 The lark mounts up the sky 
 
 With unambitious song. 
 And bears her Maker's praise on high 
 Upon her artless tongue. 
 
 5 My soul would rise and sing 
 
 To her Creator too ; 
 Fain would my tongue adore my King, 
 And pay the worship due. 
 
 6 Create my soul anew, 
 
 Or all my worship 's vain ; 
 This sinful heart will not be true, 
 Till it be formed again. 
 
 7 In joy then let me spend 
 
 The remnant of my days ; 
 
 And to my God my soul ascend. 
 
 In sweet perfume of praise. 
 
PRAISE. 208 
 
 208 L. M. Watts. 
 
 Sun, iHoon, aixTr Stars, ^rafse jc ttje HotU. 
 
 1 Fairest of all the lights above, 
 
 Thou sun, whose beams adorn the spheres, 
 And with unwearied swiftness move 
 To form the circles of our years, — 
 
 •2 Praise the Creator of the skies, 
 
 That dressed thine orb in golden rays ; 
 Or may the sun forget to rise. 
 If he forget his Maker's praise. 
 
 3 Thou reigning beauty of the night. 
 
 Fair queen of silence, silver moon. 
 Whose gentle beams and borrowed light 
 Are softer rivals of the noon, — 
 
 4 Arise, and to that sovereign Power 
 
 Waxing and waning honors pay. 
 
 Who bade thee rule the dusky hour, 
 
 And half supply the absent day. 
 
 5 Ye twinkling stars, who gild the skies 
 
 ^\lien darkness has its curtains di-awn, 
 Who keep your watch with wakeful eyes. 
 When business, cares, and day are gone, — 
 
 6 Proclaim the glories of your Lord, 
 
 Dispersed through all the heavenly street, 
 Whose boundless treasures can afford 
 So rich a pavement for his feet. 
 
209 
 
 7 O God of glory, God of love ! 
 
 Thou art the sun that makes our days ; 
 With all thy shming works above, 
 Let earth and man attempt thy praise. 
 
 209 C. M. Watts. 
 
 Sea anti SanTi 3Prafsc tije 3LovtJ, 
 
 1 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, 
 
 In your eternal roar ; 
 Let wave to wave resound his praise, 
 And shore reply to shore. 
 
 2 While fishes, sporting on the flood, 
 
 In scaly silver shine. 
 Proclaim their mighty Maker, God, 
 Amidst the foaming brine. 
 
 3 But gentler things shall tune his name 
 
 To softer notes than these ; 
 Young zephyrs breathing o'er the stream, 
 Or whispering through the trees. 
 
 4 Wave your tall heads, ye lofty pines. 
 
 To him who makes you grow; 
 Sweet clusters bend the fruitful vines. 
 On every thanltful bough. 
 
PRAISE QIO 
 
 210 L. 31. Doddridge. 
 
 €f)c Year Crotoncti toitl) Bfbfne ffifootiness, 
 
 1 Eternal Source of eveiy joy, 
 Well may thy praise our lips employ, 
 While iu thy temple we appear, 
 Whose goodness crowns the circling year. 
 
 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 
 Thy hand supports the steady pole ; 
 The sun is taught by thee to rise, 
 And darkness when to veil the skies. 
 
 3 The floweiy spring, at tliy command. 
 Embalms 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 coasts, redundant stores ; 
 And winters, softened by thy care, 
 
 No more a face of horror wear. 
 
 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
 Demand successive songs of praise ; 
 
 Still be the cheerful homage paid 
 With opening light and evening shade. 
 
 6 O, may our more liarmonious tongues, 
 In worlds unknown, pursue the songs ; 
 And in those brighter courts adore. 
 Where days and years revolv e no more. 
 
 13 
 
211 PRAISE. 
 
 211 L. M. Watts. 
 
 S;t)e ISoofes of ^"aturc antr .Scripture* 
 
 1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord ; 
 
 In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
 
 But when our eyes behold thy word, 
 
 We read thy name in fairer lines. 
 
 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
 
 And nights and days, thy power confess ; 
 But the blest volume thou hast writ, 
 Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 
 
 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise 
 
 Round the whole earth, and never stand ; 
 So, when thy truth began its race. 
 It touched and glanced on every land. 
 
 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 
 
 Till through the world thy truth has run. 
 Till Christ has all the nations blest. 
 That see the light or feel the sun. 
 
 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ; 
 
 Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 
 
 Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 
 
 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view. 
 
 In souls renewed and sins forgiven ; 
 Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, 
 And make thy word my guide to heaven. 
 
521-2 
 
 212 7s. M. Sa.xdys. 
 
 ?I)armoni) of ^jcnfsc. 
 
 1 Thou who dwell'st enthroned above! 
 Thou, in Avhom we Hve and move ! 
 Thou wlio art most great, most high ! 
 God from all eternity ! 
 
 2 O how sAveet, how excellent 
 
 'TIS when tongues and hearts consent. 
 Grateful hearts, and joyful tongues, 
 Hymning thee in tuneful songs ! 
 
 3 When the morning paints the skies. 
 When the stars of evening rise, 
 We thy praises will record. 
 Sovereign Ruler, mighty Lord ! 
 
 4 Decks tiie spring with flowers the field ? 
 Harvest rich doth autumn yield ? 
 Giver of all good below ! 
 
 Lord, from thee these blessings flow. 
 
 5 Sovereign Ruler ! mighty Lord ! 
 We thy praises will record : 
 Giver of these blessings ! we 
 Pour the gi-ateful song to thee. 
 
513 PRAISE. 
 
 213 p. M. Tate. 
 
 1 O PRAISE ye the Lord, 
 Prepare your glad voice, 
 His praise in the great 
 Assembly to sing. 
 
 In their great Creator 
 Let all men rejoice, 
 And heirs of salvation 
 Be glad in their King. 
 
 2 Let them his great name 
 Devoutly adore ; 
 
 In loud swelling strains 
 His praises express. 
 Who graciously opens 
 His bountiful store. 
 Their wants to relieve, and 
 His children to bless. 
 
 3 With glory adorned, 
 His people shall sing 
 To God, who defence 
 And plenty supplies ; 
 Their loud acclamations 
 To him their great King, 
 Through earth shall be sounded, 
 And reach to the skies. 
 
PRAISE. 214 
 
 4 Ye angels above, 
 
 His glories who 've sung, 
 In loftiest notes. 
 Now publish his praise : 
 We mortals, delighted. 
 Would borrow your tongue ; 
 Would join in your numbers. 
 And chant to your lays. 
 
 214 7s. M. Milton. 
 
 3^rnfsc to (GoTr. 
 
 1 Let us, with a gladsome mind, 
 Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; 
 For his mercies aye endure, 
 Ever faithful, ever sure. 
 
 For of gods he is the God ; 
 Who, with all-commandiug might, 
 Filled the new-made w orld with light 
 
 3 Caused the golden-tressed sun 
 All day long his course to run ; 
 And the moon to shine by night, 
 'Mongst her spangled sisters bright. 
 
 4 His own people he did bless, 
 111 the wasteful wilderness ; 
 He hath, with a piteous eye, 
 Viewed us in oiu- miser}^ 
 
215 PRAISE. 
 
 5 All his creatures he doth feed ; 
 His full hand supplies their need ; 
 Let us, therefore, warble forth 
 His high majesty and worth. 
 
 215 S. M. Mrs. Steele. 
 
 ^otr our Creator antr 3Senefactor. 
 
 1 Mr Maker and my King, 
 
 To thee my all I owe ; 
 Thy sovereign bounty is the spring 
 From whence my blessings flow. 
 
 2 Thou ever good and kind, 
 
 A thousand reasons move, 
 A thousand obligations bind, 
 My heart to grateful love. 
 
 3 The creature of thy hand. 
 
 On thee alone I live ; 
 My God, thy benefits demand 
 More praise than life can give. 
 
 4 O, what can I impart. 
 
 When all is thine before ? 
 Thy love demands a thankful heart ; 
 The gift, alas, how poor ! 
 
 5 O, let thy grace inspire 
 
 My soul with strength divine ; 
 Let all my powers to thee aspire, 
 And all my days be thine. 
 
PRAISE. 21G, 217 
 
 216 7's. M. Montgomery. 
 
 janibcrsal ^Sraisc. 
 
 1 All ye nations, praise the Lord, 
 All ye lands, your voices raise ; 
 Heaven and earth, with loud accord, 
 Praise the Lord, forever praise. 
 
 2 For his truth and mercy stand. 
 Past, and present, and to be, 
 Like the years of his right hand. 
 Like his own eternit}\ 
 
 3 Praise liim, ye who know his love ; 
 Praise him, from tiie depths beneath: 
 Praise him in the heights above ; 
 Praise your Maker, all that breathe I 
 
 217 L. 3L Gl. T. MooRE. 
 
 <Sotr t!)c Hife antr Hfijljt of t|)e Woxitj, 
 
 1 Thou art, O God, the life and light 
 Of all this wondrous world we see ; 
 Its glow by day, its smile by night, 
 Ai-e but reflections caught from thee. 
 Where'er we turn, thy glories shine. 
 And all things fair and bright are thine. 
 
 2 When day, with farewell beam, delays 
 Among the opening clouds of even. 
 
218 PRAISE. 
 
 And we can almost tliink we gaze 
 Through golden vistas into heaven, 
 Those hues that make the sun's decline 
 So soft, so radiant. Lord, are thine. 
 
 3 When night, with wings of starry gloom, 
 O'ershadows all the earth and skies. 
 
 Like some dark, beauteous bird, whose plume 
 Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes. 
 That sacred gloom, those fires divine, 
 So grand, so countless. Lord, are thine. 
 
 4 When youthfid Spring around us breathes, 
 Thy spirit warms her fragrant sigh ; 
 
 And eveiy flower the Summer wi*eaths 
 Is born beneath thy kindling eye. 
 Where'er we turn, thy glories shine, 
 And all things fair and bright are thine. 
 
 218 L. M. Heber. 
 
 J^osanna to t|)c Sorti. 
 
 1 Ho s ANNA to the living Lord! 
 Hosanna to the incarnate Word ! 
 Above, beneath us, and around. 
 The dead and living swell the sound. 
 
 2 Hosanna, Lord ! thine angels ciy ; 
 Hosanna, Lord ! thy saints reply ; 
 O then, with thy protecting care. 
 Return to this thy house of prayer I 
 
PRAISE. 219 
 
 3 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, 
 Eternal ! bid thy spirit rest, 
 And make our secret soul to be 
 A temple pure, and worthy thee ! 
 
 219 7s. M. ' Bo WRING. 
 
 3loiDlD 33rafsc. 
 
 1 Lord, in heaven, thy dwelling-place, 
 Hear the praises of our race. 
 
 And, while hearing, let thy grace 
 Dews of sweet forgiveness pour ; 
 
 While we know, benignant King, 
 
 That the praises which we bring 
 
 Are a worthless offering 
 
 Till thy blessing makes it more. 
 
 2 More of truth, and more of might, 
 More of love, and more of light. 
 More of reason, and of right. 
 From thy pardoning grace be given ! 
 
 It can make the humblest song 
 Sweet, acceptable, and strong, 
 As the strains the angels' throng 
 Pour aroimd the throne of heaven. 
 
0ubim0BiDU axi^ Etliancc- 
 
 220 C. M. H. M. Williams. 
 
 ?^aftftual 3I9cbotion. 
 
 1 While thee I seek, protecting Pov/er, 
 
 Be my vain wishes stilled ; 
 
 Aiid may this consecrated hour 
 
 With better hopes be filled. 
 
 2 Thy love the powers of thought bestowed ; 
 
 To thee my thoughts would soar ; 
 Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; 
 That mercy I adore. 
 
 3 In each event of life, how clear 
 
 Thy ruhng hand I see ! 
 Each blessing to my soid more dear, 
 Because conferred by thee. 
 
 4 In every joy that crowns my days. 
 
 In every pain I bear, 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 221 
 
 My heart shall find delight iii praise, 
 Or seek relief in prayer. 
 
 5 When gladness wings my favored hour, 
 
 Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
 Resigned, when storms of soitow lower, 
 My soul shall meet thy will. 
 
 6 My lifted eye, without a tear. 
 
 The gathering storm shall see ; 
 My steadfast heart shall know no feai' ; 
 That heart shall rest on thee. 
 
 221 L- M. Norton. 
 
 Exn^t nut) Sulimfssfon. 
 
 1 Mt God, I thank thee ; may no thought 
 E'er deem thy chastisements severe ; 
 But may this heart, by sorrow taught, 
 Calm each wild wish, each idle fear. 
 
 2 Thy mercy bids all nature bloom ; 
 The sun shines bright, and man is gay ; 
 Thine equal mercy spreads the gloom 
 That darkens o'er his little day. 
 
 3 Full many a throb of grief and pain 
 Thy frail and erring child must know ; 
 But not one prayer is breathed in vain, 
 Nor does one tear unheeded floAV. 
 
222 SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 4 Thy various messengers employ; 
 Thy purposes of love fulfil ; 
 And, mid the wreck of human joy, 
 Let kneeling faith adore thy will. 
 
 222 C. M. Merrick. 
 
 Acquiescence fix tjc 20ibine 5!!3Uill. 
 
 1 Author of good, we rest on thee : 
 
 Thine ever-watchful eye 
 
 Alone our real wants can see, 
 
 Thy hand alone supply. 
 
 2 In thine all-gracious providence 
 
 Our cheerful hopes confide ; 
 O, let thy power be our defence. 
 Thy love our footsteps guide ! 
 
 3 And since, by passion's force subdued, 
 
 Too oft, with stubborn will, 
 
 We blindly shun the latent good, 
 
 And grasp the specious ill, — 
 
 4 Not what we wish, but what we want, 
 
 Let mercy still supply ; 
 The good unasked, O Father, grant ; 
 The ill, though asked, deny. 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 223 
 
 223 c. 31. CowpER. 
 
 lliflljt ^Ijining out of 3Darfencss. 
 
 1 God moves iu a mysterious way, 
 
 His wonders to j)erform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 2 Deep iu unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his bright designs, 
 And works his sovereign will. 
 
 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 Ai-e big with mercy, and shall break 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 5 His purposes will ripen fast. 
 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste. 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err. 
 
 And scan his work m vain ; 
 God is his own interpreter, 
 And he will make it plain. 
 
224 SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 224 C. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 €:iasscs 33onte. 
 
 1 My span of life will soon be done, 
 
 The passing moments say ; 
 As lengthening shadows o'er the mead, 
 
 Proclaim the close of day. 
 O that my heart might dwell aloof 
 
 From all created things. 
 And learn that wisdom from above, 
 
 Whence true contentment springs. 
 
 2 Courage, my soul ! thy bitter cross. 
 
 In every trial here 
 Shall bear thee to thy heaven above. 
 
 But shall not enter there. 
 Courage, my soul ! on God relj^, 
 
 Deliverence soon will come ; 
 A thousand ways has Providence 
 
 To bring believers home. 
 
 3 'Ere first I drew this vital breath. 
 
 Or heaven and earth could see. 
 Crosses, in number, measure, weight, 
 
 Were written. Lord, for me ; 
 But thou, my shepherd, friend and guide. 
 
 Hast led me kindly on, 
 Taught me to rest my fainting head 
 
 On Christ the corner-stone. 
 
SUBMISSION AXD RELIANCE. Q*25 
 
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 4 So comforted, and so sustained, 
 
 With dark events I strove, 
 And foimd, when rightly understood. 
 
 All messengers of love ; 
 With silence and submissive awe, 
 
 Adored a chastening God, 
 Revered the terrors of the law. 
 
 And humbly kissed the rod. 
 
 225 7s. M. COWPER. 
 
 3[2s'clcome, Cross. 
 
 1 'Tis my happiness below 
 
 Not to live without the cross. 
 But the Saviour's power to know, 
 
 Sanctifying eveiy loss : 
 Trials must and will befall ; 
 
 But with humble faith to see 
 Love inscribed upon them all, — 
 
 This is happiness to me. 
 
 2 God in Israel sows the seeds 
 
 Of affliction, pain, and toil : 
 These spring up, and choke the weeds 
 
 Which would else o'erspread the soil : 
 Trials make the promise sweet ; 
 
 Trials give new life to prayer ; 
 Trials brmg me to his feet. 
 
 Lay me low, and keep me there. 
 
226, 227 SUBMISSION and reliance. 
 
 226 L. M. 6 1. BowRiNG. 
 
 1 If, listening, as I listen still, 
 
 God, to thine instructive word, 
 In spite of all my spirit's will, 
 
 Some whispering voice of doubt is heard, — 
 That voice spontaneous from the soul. 
 Which nought can check and nought control ; 
 
 2 If, when most earnestly I pray 
 
 For light, for aid, for strength from thee, 
 Some struggling thoughts will force their way, 
 And break my soid's serenity ; — 
 If reason, thy best gift, will hold 
 The sceptre only half controlled ; — 
 
 3 Help, and forgive ! Heaven's alphabet 
 Hath many a word of mystery ; 
 
 1 read not all thy record yet, 
 Though perseveringly I try ; 
 
 But teach me, Lord, and none shall be 
 More prompt, more pleased to learn of thee. 
 
 227 L. M. 6 1. BowRiNG. 
 
 CKoti's J^crcTful 19robititrnce. 
 
 1 O, LET my trembling soul be still. 
 While darkness veils this mortal eye, 
 And wait thy wise, thy holy will, 
 Wrapped yet in fears and mystery : 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 228 
 
 I camiot, Lord, thy puq)ose see ; 
 Yet all is well, since ruled by thee. 
 
 2 When, moimted on thy clouded car, 
 Thou sendest thy darker spirits do^Mi, 
 I can discern thy light afar, 
 
 Thy light sweet beanimg through thy frown; 
 And, should I faint a moment, then 
 I think of thee, and smile again. 
 
 3 So, trusting in thy love, I tread 
 The narrow path of dut>' on : 
 
 What though some cherished joys are fled ? 
 What though some flattering di-eams are gone ? 
 Yet purer, brighter joys, remain : 
 Why should my spirit, then, complain ? 
 
 228 L. M. 6 1. Moravian. 
 
 3libinii to €foTr. 
 
 1 O, DRAW me. Father, after thee ; 
 So shall I run and never tu-e ; 
 
 With gracious words still comfort me ; 
 Be thou my Hope, my sole Desire ; 
 Free me from every weight ; nor fear 
 Nor sin can come, if thou art here. 
 
 2 From all eternity, with love 
 Unchangeable thou hast me viewed ; 
 Ere knew this beating heart to move, 
 Thy tender mercies me pm'sued ; 
 
 14 
 
229 SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 Ever with me may they abide, 
 And close me in on evei-y side ! 
 
 3 In suffering, be thy love my peace ; 
 In weakness, be thy love my power ; 
 And when the storms of life shall cease, 
 My God, in that important hour. 
 In death, as life, be thou my Guide, 
 And bear me through death's whelming tide. 
 
 229 S. M. Wesletan. 
 
 jfox a J&Ms ^tdixt 
 
 1 Great Source of life and light. 
 
 Thy heavenly grace impart, 
 And by thy Holy Sphvt write 
 
 Thy law upon my'Leart: 
 My soul would cleave to thee ; 
 
 Let nought my purpose move ; 
 O, let my faith more steadfast be, 
 
 And more mtense my love ! 
 
 2 Imbue my constant mind 
 
 With deep humility. 
 And let an ardent zeal be joined 
 
 With perfect charity ; 
 That grace to me impart, 
 
 With meekness to reprove. 
 To hate the sin with all my heart, 
 
 And still the sumer love. 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 230 
 
 3 Long as my trials last, 
 
 Long as the cross I bear, 
 O, let my soul on thee be cast 
 
 In confidence and prayer ! 
 Conduct me to the shore 
 
 Of everlasting peace, 
 Where storm and tempest rise no more. 
 
 Where sin and sorrow cease. 
 
 230 H- M. Watts. 
 
 CJoTi our 5i)t:cserbcr. 
 
 1 Upward I lift my eyes ; 
 
 From God is all my aid — 
 The God that built the skies, 
 And earth and nature made : 
 God is the tower 
 To which I fly ; 
 His grace is nigh 
 In eveiy hour. 
 
 2 My feet shall never slide, 
 
 And fall in fatal snares, 
 Since God, my Guard and Guide, 
 Defends me from my fears : 
 Those wakeful eyes, 
 That never sleep, 
 Shall Israel keep. 
 When dangers rise. 
 
231 SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 3 No burning heats by day, 
 
 Nor blasts of evening air, 
 Shall take my health away, 
 If God be with me there : 
 Thou art my sun, 
 And thou my shade. 
 To guard my head 
 By night or noon. 
 
 4 Hast thou not given thy word 
 
 To save my soul from death ? 
 And I can trust my Lord 
 To keep my mortal breath : 
 I'll go and come, 
 Nor fear to die, 
 Till from on high 
 Thou call me home. 
 
 231 Hs. M. MONTGOMERT. 
 
 ©foti our <Sf)ep|)ertr. 
 
 1 The Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know ; 
 I feed in green pastures, safe folded I rest ; 
 
 He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow ; 
 Restores me when wandering, redeems when op- 
 pressed. 
 
 2 Through the valley and shadow of death though I 
 
 stray, 
 Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear ; 
 Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay. 
 No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 232 
 
 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; 
 With blessings unmeasured my cup rmmeth o'er ; 
 Witli perfume and oil tliou anointest my head ; 
 
 what shall I ask of thy providence more ? 
 
 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, 
 Still follow my steps, till I meet thee above ; 
 
 1 seek, by the path which my forefathers trod 
 Tlirough the land of their sojourn, thy kingdom of 
 
 love. 
 
 232 L. 31. Watts. 
 
 JDarfencss of ^.^robRrcnce. 
 
 1 Lord, we adore thy vast designs, 
 The obscure abyss of providence ! 
 Too deep to sound with mortal lines, 
 Too dark to view with feeble sense. 
 
 2 Through seas and storms of deep distress 
 We sail by faith, and not by sight ; 
 Faith guides us in the wilderness, 
 Through all the terrors of the night. 
 
 3 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod 
 Resolve to scom-ge us here below ; 
 Still let us lean upon our God ; 
 
 Thine arm shall bear us safely thi'ough. 
 
233 SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 233 L. M. 6 1. Addison. 
 
 €Kolf our <Si)C})!)ci;Tr. 
 
 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 
 His presence shall my wants supply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
 My noonday walks he shall attend. 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
 Or on the tliu'sty mountain pant. 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads 
 My weary, wandering steps he leads ; 
 Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
 Amid the verdant landscape flow. 
 
 3 Though in a bare and rugged way. 
 Through devious, lonely wilds I stray. 
 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile ; 
 The ban*en wilderness shall smile. 
 
 With sudden green and herbage croAvned,, 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread. 
 My steadfast heart shall fear no ill ; 
 For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 
 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid. 
 And guide me through the di'eadfid shade. 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 234, 235 
 
 234 L- M. Anonymous. 
 ^3atcrnal 33ro\)fDcncc of CfoTr. 
 
 1 Through all the various shifting scene 
 Of life's mistaken ill or good, 
 
 Thy hand, O God ! conducts unseen, 
 The beautiful vicissitude. 
 
 2 Thou givest, witli paternal care, 
 Howe'er unjustly we complain, 
 To all, their necessaiy share 
 
 Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 
 
 3 All things on earth, and all in heaven. 
 On thine eternal will depend ; 
 
 And all for greater good were given. 
 Would man pursue the appointed end. 
 
 4 Be this my care ! — to all beside 
 Indifferent let my wishes be ; 
 Passion be calm, and dumb be pride. 
 And fixed my soul, great God ! on thee. 
 
 235 L. M. Tate & Brady. 
 
 iierfections anti 3.3tobflience of d^oti. 
 
 1 O Lord, thy mercy, my sure hope. 
 The highest orb of heaven transcends ; 
 Thy sacred truth's unmeasured scope 
 Beyond the sparkling skies extends. 
 
4db SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 2 Thy justice, like the hills, remains; 
 Unfathomed depths thy judgments are; 
 Thy providence the world sustains ; 
 The whole creation is thy care. 
 
 3 Since of thy goodness all partake, 
 With what assm-ance should the just 
 Thy shelteruig wings their refuge make, 
 And saints to thy protection trust ! 
 
 4 Such guests shall to thy courts be led, 
 To banquet on thy love's repast. 
 And di'ink, as from a fountain head. 
 Of joys that shall forever last. 
 
 236 L. M. Watts. 
 
 3Praise for i^rotection, ©race, anTr STrutt). 
 
 1 My God, in whom are all the springs 
 Of boundless love and grace unknown. 
 Hide me beneath thy spreading wings 
 Till the dark cloud is overblown. 
 
 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry ; 
 The Lord will my desires perform ; 
 He sends his angel from the sky, 
 
 And saves me from the threatening storm. 
 
 3 Be thou exalted, O my God ! 
 
 Above the heavens, where angels dwell ; 
 Thy power on earth be known abroad, 
 And land to land thy wonders tell. 
 
suBMissio:y and reliance. 237 
 
 237 C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 33nps of tje (Lipvijitit fenoton to Cfotr. 
 
 1 To thee, my God, my days are knoAVii; 
 
 My soul enjoys the thought ; 
 My actions all before thy face, 
 Nor are my faults forgot. 
 
 2 Each secret breath devotion vents 
 
 Is vocal to thine ear ; 
 And all my walks of daily life 
 Before thine eye appear. 
 
 3 The vacant hour, the active scene, 
 
 Thy mercy shall approve; 
 And eveiy pang of s}iT»pathy, 
 And eveiy care of love. 
 
 4 Each golden hour of beaming light 
 
 Is gilded by thy rays ; 
 And dark affliction's micbiight gloom 
 A present God sui-veys. 
 
 5 Full in thy view through life I pass, 
 
 And in thy view I die ; 
 And, when each mortal bond is broke, 
 Shall find my God is nigh. 
 
238, 239 SUBMISSION and reliance. 
 
 238 L. M. Tate & Brady. 
 
 ©onfftrence in tlje Bibine €are. 
 
 1 No change of times shall ever shock 
 
 My fii*m afFectioD, Lord, to thee ; 
 For thou hast always been a rock, 
 A fortress and defence to me. 
 
 2 Thou my Deliverer art, my God ; 
 
 My trust is in thy mighty power ; 
 Thou art my shield from foes abroad. 
 At home my safeguard and my tower. 
 
 3 To heaven I made my mournful prayer. 
 
 To God addressed my humble moan. 
 Who graciously inclined his ear, 
 And heard me from his lofty tlirone. 
 
 4 Who, then, desei*ves to be adored. 
 
 But God, on whom my hopes depend ? 
 Or who, except the mightj- Lord, 
 Can with resistless power defend ? 
 
 239 s. M. 
 
 ^troptfon. 
 
 1 Behold, what wondrous grace 
 The Father hath bestOAved 
 On sinners of a mortal race. 
 To call them sons of God ! 
 
 Watts. 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 240 
 
 2 Nor doth it yet appear 
 
 How great Ave shall be made ; 
 But when we see our Saviour here, 
 We shall be like our Head. 
 
 3 A hope so much divine 
 
 May trials well endure ; 
 May cleanse our souls from sense and sin, 
 As Christ the Lord is pui-e. 
 
 4 If, in our Father's love 
 
 We share a filial part, 
 Send down thy Spirit, like a dove. 
 To rest upon our heart. 
 
 5 We would no longer lie. 
 
 Like slaves beneath the throne ; 
 Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, 
 And thou the kindred own. 
 
 240 L- M. Methodist Col. 
 
 ©elibetences ^cfenotolctJflcTi. 
 
 1 God of my life, whose gracious power 
 Through varied deaths my soul hath led, 
 Or turned aside the fatal hour. 
 
 Or lifted up my sinking head ! 
 
 2 In all my Avays thy hand I own, 
 Thy ruling providence I see : 
 Assist me still my course to run, 
 And still direct my paths to thee. 
 
241 SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 3 Wliither, O ! whither should I fly, 
 But to my loving Father's breast, 
 Secure within thine arms to lie, 
 And safe beneath thy wings to rest ? 
 
 4 I have no skill the snare to shun, 
 But thou, O God, my wisdom art ; 
 I ever into ruin run ; 
 
 But thou art greater than my heait. 
 
 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 
 Lead me a way I have not known ; 
 Bring me where I my heaven may find, 
 The heaven of loving thee alone. 
 
 241 C. M. J. Taylor. 
 
 STrust in ^ott t!)rousf) all €:|)anues. 
 
 1 Father divine ! before thy view, 
 
 All worlds, all creatures lie ; 
 No distance can elude thy search, 
 No action 'scape thine eye. 
 
 2 From thee our vital breath we drew, 
 
 Our cliildhood was thy care ; 
 And vigorous youth, and feeble age, 
 Thy kind protection share. 
 
 3 Whate'er we do, where'er we turn, 
 
 Thy ceaseless bounty flows ; 
 Oppressed with wo, when nature faints, 
 Thme arm is our repose. 
 
SUBMISSION AXD RELIANCE. 242 
 
 4 To thee we look, thou Power Supreme, 
 O still our wants supply ! 
 Safe ill thy presence may we live, 
 And in thy favor die. 
 
 242 P- ^I- Anonymous. 
 
 Dcbotfon anti Yixtnc, 
 
 1 Save me fi-om my foes, 
 
 Shield me. Lord, from harm, 
 Let me safe repose 
 
 On thy mighty arm. 
 Thou art God alone ; 
 
 Those who seek thy heavenly face, 
 Thou wilt hless, and they shall o\\ti 
 
 Thy matchless grace. 
 
 2 Pleasant is the land 
 
 Where Jehovah 's known, 
 Where a pious band 
 
 Bow before his throne. 
 Who with loud acclaim 
 
 Sing his gi*eat and wondrous love, 
 Who ere long shall praise his name 
 
 With saints above. 
 
 3 Let my faith and love 
 
 With my years increase ; 
 Let me never rove 
 
 From the paths of peace ; 
 
243 SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 
 
 But through life display 
 
 Holy deeds and actions pure, 
 
 That when life has passed away, 
 May bliss be sure. 
 
 243 S. M. Moravian. 
 
 Efit Christian Jancoiirafleti. 
 
 1 Give to the winds thy fears ; 
 
 Hope and be undismayed ; 
 God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears ; 
 God shall lift up my head. 
 
 2 Through waves, through clouds and storms, 
 
 He gently cleai's thy way ; 
 Wait thou his time, so shall the night 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 3 He everywhere hath rule. 
 
 And all things serve his might ; 
 His every act pure blessing is, 
 His path misullied light. 
 
 4 Thou comprehend'st him not ; 
 
 Yet earth and heaven tell, 
 God sits as sovereign on the throne ; 
 He ruleth all things well. 
 
 5 Thou seest our weakness, Lord, 
 
 Our hearts are known to thee : 
 O, lift thou up the sinking hand, 
 Confu-m the feeble knee ! 
 
SUBMISSION AND RELIANCE. 244 
 
 6 Let us, in life or death, 
 
 Boldly thy truth declare ; 
 And publish, with our latest breath, 
 Thy love and guardian care. 
 
 244 8 & 7s. M. Bo WRING. 
 
 Goti fs 3lo\)e. 
 
 1 God is love ; his mercy brightens 
 
 All the path in wliich we rove ; 
 Bliss he wakes, and wo he lightens ; 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 2 Chance and change are busy ever ; 
 
 Man decays, and ages move, 
 But his mercy waneth never ; 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 3 E'en the hour that darkest seemeth 
 
 Will his changeless goodness prove ; 
 From the gloom his brightness streameth ; 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
 4 He with earthly cares entwineth 
 
 Hope and comfort from above ; 
 Everywhere his glory shineth ; 
 God is wisdom, God is love. 
 
Cl)ri6t 
 
 245 lis. M. Drummond. 
 
 ^.ireparatioti for (Srjrfst, 
 
 1 A VOICE from the desert comes awfiil and shrill ; 
 The Lord is advancing ! prepare ye the way ! 
 The word of Jehovah he comes to fulfil, 
 
 And o'er the dark world pour the splendor of day. 
 
 2 Bring down the proud mountain, though towering to 
 
 heaven, 
 And be tlie low valley exalted on high: 
 The rough path and crooked be made smooth and 
 
 even. 
 For, Zion ! your King, your Redeemer is nigh. 
 
 3 The beams of salvation his progress illume ; 
 The lone di*eary wilderness sings of her Lord ; 
 The rose and the myrtle there suddenly bloom, 
 And the olive of j)eace spreads its branches abroad. 
 
CHRIST. 246, 247 
 
 246 C. M. Spirit of the Ps. 
 
 ©funiing Star to €f)rist. 
 
 1 Bright was the guiding star that led, 
 
 With mild benignant ray, 
 
 The Gentiles to the lowly shed 
 
 Where the Redeemer lay. 
 
 2 But lo ! a brighter, clearer light. 
 
 Now points to his abode. 
 It shines through sin and sorrow's night. 
 To guide us to our Lord. 
 
 3 O haste to follow where it leads ; 
 
 The gracious call obey ; 
 Be rugged wilds, or flower\' meads. 
 The Christian's destined way. 
 
 4 O gladly tread the narrow path, 
 
 While light and grace are given ; 
 
 Who meekly follow Christ on earth, 
 
 Shall reign with him in heaven. 
 
 iy47 S. M. Frothingham. 
 
 Cast's i^am'festatfon. 
 
 1 We meditate the day 
 
 Of triumph and of rest. 
 When, shoAA-n of God, and shaped in clay, 
 The Word w as manifest. 
 15 
 
'^48 CHRIST. 
 
 2 Lord, give it gracious sweep, 
 
 And here its errand bless, 
 Whose mercy sent it o'er the deep, 
 To glad a wilderness. 
 
 3 Ray out its starry light, 
 
 To guide our pilgrim way — 
 A sign of hope through this world's night, 
 And brighter than its day. 
 
 4 Again thy witness-voice ! 
 
 Again thy sphit-dove ! 
 That hearts may in its trust rejoice. 
 And soften with its love. 
 
 5 Send round its blessed cup. 
 
 As once in Galilee ; 
 And catch our dull affections up 
 To heaven, and Christ, and thee. 
 
 248 C. M. DODDRIDGF 
 
 (Ktjrist's i^essagc. 
 
 1 Hark the glad sound! tlie Saviour comes! 
 
 The Saviour promised long ! 
 Let eveiy heart prepare a throne. 
 And every voice a song. 
 
 2 On him the spirit largely poiu'ed. 
 
 Exerts its sacred fire ; 
 Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, 
 His holy breast mspke. 
 
CHRIST. 249 
 
 3 He comefj, from thickest films of vdce 
 
 To clear the mental ray ; 
 And on the eye-balls of the blind 
 To pour celestial day. 
 
 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure ; 
 iVnd with the treasure of his grace 
 Enrich the humble poor. 
 
 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall i)roclaim ; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 249 L. M. BOWRING. 
 
 STeadjfnfl of St'sus. 
 
 1 How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound 
 From hps of gentleness and grace, 
 When listening thousands gathered round. 
 And joy and reverence filled the place ! 
 
 '2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, 
 * To heaven he led his followers' way; 
 
 Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke. 
 
 Unveiling an immortal day. 
 
 3 " Come, wanderers, to my Father's home, 
 Come, all ye weary ones, and rest! " 
 Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come. 
 Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 
 
4b{), 2bl CHRIST. 
 
 250 L. M. MiLMAN. 
 
 €:5rist*s Hntvj fnto Jerusalem. 
 
 1 Ride on, ride on in majesty ! 
 Hark ! all the tribes hosanna cry ! 
 Thy humble beast pursues his road, 
 
 With palms and scattered garments strowed. 
 
 2 Ride on, ride on in majesty ! 
 In lowly pomp ride on to die ! 
 
 O Christ, thy triumphs now begin, 
 O'er captive death and conquered sin. 
 
 3 Ride on, ride on in majesty! 
 The winged squadrons of the sky 
 
 Look down with sad and wondering eyes, 
 To see the approaching sacrifice. 
 
 4 Ride on, ride on in majesty ! 
 
 Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh ; 
 The Father on his sapphire throne 
 Expects his own anointed Son ! 
 
 251 C. M. Montgomery, 
 CMst fix tlje mt^st of 5is people, 
 
 1 On the first Christian Sabbath eve, 
 When his disciples met, 
 O'er his lost fellowship to grieve. 
 Nor knew the Scripture yet — 
 
252 
 
 2 Lo, in their midst his form was seen, 
 
 The form in which he died ; 
 Their Master's marred and wounded mien, 
 His hands, his feet, his side. 
 
 3 Then were they glad tlieir Lord to know. 
 
 And hailed him, yet with tear; — 
 Jesus, again thy presence show; 
 Meet thy disciples liere. 
 
 4 Be in our midst ; let faith rejoice 
 
 Our risen Lord to view. 
 And make our spirits hear thy voice 
 Say, " Peace be unto you." 
 
 5 And while with thee in social hours 
 
 We commune through thy word. 
 May our hearts burn, and all our powers 
 Confess, " It is the Lord." 
 
 252 7s. M. Bishop Heber. 
 
 <K!)rist t^c 3JuTi0C. 
 
 1 In the sun and moon and stars 
 Signs and wonders there shall be ; 
 Earth shall quake with inward wars, 
 Nations with perplexity. 
 
 2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, 
 Tossed with stronger tempests, rise ; 
 Darker storms the mountain sweep. 
 Redder lightning rend the skies. 
 
253 
 
 3 Evil thoughts shall shake the proud, 
 Rackmg doubt and restless fear ; 
 And, amid the thunder-cloud, 
 Shall the Judge of men appear. 
 
 4 But though from that awful face 
 Heaven shall fade and earth shall fly, 
 Fear not ye, his chosen race, 
 
 Your redemption di*aweth nigh ! 
 
 253 L. M. Bishop Heber. 
 
 C!)rist (tomivLQ to Sutrj3ment. 
 
 1 The Lord ^vill come ; the earth shall quake, 
 The hills their fixed seat forsake ; 
 
 And, vi^ithering, from the vault of night, 
 The stars withdraw then* feeble light. 
 
 2 The Lord will come, but not the same 
 As once in lowly form he came, 
 
 A silent Lamb to slaughter led. 
 
 The bruised, the suffering, and the dead. 
 
 3 Can this be he who wont to stray 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway. 
 
 By power oppressed, and mocked by pride ? 
 O God, is this the Crucified ? 
 
 4 Go, tyrants, to the rocks complain ; 
 Go, seek the mountain's cleft in vain ; 
 But faith, victorious o'er the tomb. 
 Shall sing for joy, "The Lord is come." 
 
CHRIST. 254, 255 
 
 254 P. M. Luther. 
 
 lluti)ct's JutJjpncnt J^mxn. 
 
 1 Great God ! what do I see and hear ! 
 
 The end of things created ! 
 The Judge of mankind doth appear 
 
 On clouds of glory seated. 
 The triunpet sounds ; the graves restore 
 The dead which they contained before ; — 
 
 Prepare, my soul, to meet him ! 
 
 255 C. M. Watts. 
 €l)rist's Comfno anti BinQbom. 
 
 1 Joy to the world ! the Lord is come ! 
 
 Let earth receive her King : 
 Let every heart prepare liim room, 
 And heaven and nature sing. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns ! 
 
 Let men their songs employ ; 
 Wliile fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 3 No more let sms and sorrows gi'ow, 
 
 Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
 He comes to make his blessings flow 
 As far as sin is foimd. 
 
256 
 
 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of his righteousness, 
 And wonders of his love. 
 
 256 lOs. M. Pope. 
 
 atl)tist*s JFuture €i)urc!). 
 
 1 Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise ! 
 Exalt thy towering head, and lift thine eyes ! 
 See heaven its sparkling portals wide display, 
 And break upon thee in a flood of day ! 
 
 2 See a long race thy spacious courts adorn ! 
 See future sons and daughters, yet unborn, 
 In crowding ranks on every side arise. 
 Demanding life, impatient for the skies I 
 
 3 See barbarous nations at thy gates attend. 
 Walk in thy light, and in thy temple bend ! 
 
 See thy bright altars thronged with prostrate kings, 
 While every land its joyous tribute brmgs! 
 
 4 The seas shall waste, the skies to smoke decay, 
 Rocks fall to dust, and mountains melt away; 
 But fixed his word, his saving power remains ; 
 Thy realm shall last, thy own Messiah reigns. 
 
CHRIST. 257 
 
 257 L. M. Watts. 
 
 <£:!)cfst's B^infllrom. 
 
 1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more ; — 
 
 2 From north to south, the princes meet, 
 To pay their homage, at his feet ; 
 And barl^arous nations, at his word. 
 Submit, and bow, and own their Lord. 
 
 3 For him shall endless prayer be made. 
 And praises throng to crown his head ; 
 His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise 
 With every morning sacrifice ; — 
 
 4 People and realms, of every tongue, 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song. 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 5 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; 
 The prisoner leaps to loose his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 6 Let eveiy creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honors to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen, 
 
258 CHRIST. 
 
 258 C. M. Montgomery. 
 
 Sons of t!)e a^ctrcemetr. 
 
 1 Sing we the song of those who stand 
 
 Around the eternal tlirone, 
 Of every kmdi'ed, dime and land, 
 A multitude unknown. 
 
 2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here ; 
 
 To-day, the young, the old, 
 Our Saviour and his flock appear 
 One Shepherd and one fold. 
 
 3 Toil, trial, suflTering still await 
 
 On earth the pilgrim's throng ; 
 Yet learn we, in our low estate, 
 The chmxli triumphant's song. 
 
 4 Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, 
 
 Cry the redeemed above. 
 Blessing and honor to obtain, 
 And everlasting love. 
 
 5 Then, hallelujah ! power and praise 
 
 To God in Christ be given ; 
 May all who now this anthem raise. 
 Renew the song in heaven. 
 
CHRIST. 259, 260 
 
 259 C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 Hobe to €l)rfst. 
 
 1 Do not I love thee, O my Lord ? 
 
 Behold my heart, and see ; 
 And turn each worthless idol out, 
 That dares to rival thee. 
 
 2 Is not thy name melodious still 
 
 To my attentive ear ? 
 Doth not each pulse with pleasure beat 
 My Saviour's voice to hear ? 
 
 3 Hast thou a lamb, in all thy flock, 
 
 I would disdain to feed ? 
 Hast thou a foe, before whose face 
 I fear thy cause to plead ? 
 
 4 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord ; 
 
 But, O, I long to soar 
 Far from the sphere of mortal joys. 
 And learn to love thee more. 
 
 260 6 & 4s. M. Pratt's Col. 
 
 3[2^ortl)» IS tf)e Hami). 
 
 1 Come, all ye sons of God ; 
 Wide through the earth abroad 
 
 Spread Jesus' fame : 
 Tell what his love has done ; 
 
261 
 
 Trust in his name alone ; 
 
 Shout to his lofty throne, 
 
 " Worthy the Lamb." 
 
 2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears ! 
 Dry up your mournful tears ; 
 
 Swell the glad theme ; 
 Praise ye our gracious King ; 
 Strike each melodious string ; 
 Join heart and voice to sing, 
 
 " Worthy the Lamb." 
 
 3 Hark ! how the choirs above. 
 Filled wdth the Saviour's love. 
 
 Dwell on his name ! 
 There, too, may we be found. 
 With light and glory crowned, 
 While all the heavens resound, 
 
 " Worthy the Lamb." 
 
 261 L. M. Heber. 
 
 ?^opc in (Christ. 
 
 1 O Saviour, is thy promise fled ? 
 Nor longer might thy grace endure 
 To heal the sick and raise the dead, 
 And preach thy gospel to the poor ? 
 
 2 Come, Jesus ! come ! return again ; 
 With brighter beam thy servants bless. 
 Who long to feel thy perfect reign. 
 And share thy kingdom's happiness ! 
 
262 
 
 3 A feeble race, by passion driven, 
 In darkness and in doubt we roam, 
 And lift our anxious eyes to Heaven, 
 Our hope, our harbor, and our home. 
 
 4 Yet, mid the wild and wintrj' gale, 
 When death rides darkly on the sea. 
 And strength and earthly daring fail. 
 Our hopes, Redeemer, rest on thee ! 
 
 262 L. 31. Christian Ballads. 
 
 €t)aractcr of C|)rfst. 
 
 1 How beauteous were the marks divine 
 That in thy meekness used to shine ; 
 That lit thy lonely pathway, trod 
 
 In w ondi-ous love, O Lamb of God ! 
 
 2 O ! who like thee, so calm, so bright, 
 So pure, so made to live in light, 
 
 O ! who like thee, did ever go 
 So patient through a world of wo ! 
 
 3 O ! who like thee, so humbly bore 
 The scorn, the scoffs of men before ; 
 So meek, forgiving, god-like, high. 
 So glorious in humility ! 
 
 4 The bending angels stooped to see 
 The lisping infant clasp thy knee, 
 And smile, as in a father's eye. 
 Upon thy mild divinity. 
 
263 
 
 5 And death, that sets the prisoner free, 
 Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee ; 
 Yet love through all thy torture glowed, 
 And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. 
 
 263 7s. M. Methodist Col 
 
 1 Saviour of the sin-sick soul. 
 Give me faith to make me whole ! 
 Finish thy great work of grace. 
 Cut it short in righteousness. 
 
 2 Speak, the second time, " Be clean ! " 
 Take away my inbred sin ; 
 
 Every stumbling-block remove ; 
 Cast it out by perfect love. 
 
 3 Nothing less will I require. 
 Nothing more can I desire : 
 None but Christ to me be given ! 
 None but Christ m earth or heaven. 
 
 4 O that I might now decrease ! 
 O that all I am might cease ! 
 Let me into nothing fall, 
 
 Let mv Lord be all in all ! 
 
CHRIST. 264, 265 
 
 264 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 jFoUotoing Cijvist. 
 
 1 When, my Saviour, shall I be 
 Perfectly resigned to thee ? 
 Poor and low in my own eyes. 
 Only in thy wisdom wise ! 
 
 2 Only thee content to know, 
 Ignorant of all below ; 
 Only guided by thy light ; 
 Only mighty in thy might I 
 
 3 So T may thy Spu-it know. 
 Let him as he listeth blow : 
 Let the manner be unknown. 
 So I may ^vith thee be one. 
 
 4 Fully in my life express 
 All the heights of holiness ; 
 Sweetly let my spirit prove 
 All the depths of humble love. 
 
 265 S. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 1 Jesus, I fain would find 
 Thy zeal for God in me, 
 Thy yearning pity for mankind, 
 Thy burning charity. 
 
266 
 
 2 In me thy Spirit dwell ! 
 In me thy mercy move ! 
 So shall the fervor of my zeal 
 Be the pure flame of love. 
 
 266 7s. M. Ancient Hymns. 
 
 asiefoicinfl m €:!)vist. 
 
 1 Sweet thy memory, Saviour blest, 
 In the true believer's breast : 
 Musing on thy precious name. 
 Purest joys his heart inflame. 
 
 2 By the ear or tuneful tongue 
 Nought so sweet is heard or sung ; 
 Nought the mind can dwell upon 
 Sweet as God's beloved Son. 
 
 3 Thou the contrite sinner's stay, 
 Who thy goodness can display ? 
 How to those who seek thee kind ! 
 What, ah, what to those who find ? 
 
 4 Tongue can speak not their delight, 
 Nor can pen of man indite ; 
 
 None can know, but they who prove, 
 What it is their Lord to love. 
 
CHRIST. 
 
 267 
 
 267 L. M. BOWRING. 
 
 3Proflrcss of ©ospel STrutt). 
 
 1 Upon the gospel's sacred page 
 The gathered beams of ages sliiue ; 
 And, as it hastens, every age 
 
 But makes its brightness more divine. 
 
 2 Truth, strengthened by tlie strength of thought, 
 Pours inexhaustible supphes, 
 
 Whence sagest teachers may be taught. 
 And Wisdom's self become more wise. 
 
 3 More glorious still as centuries roll. 
 
 New regions blessed, new powers imfui'led. 
 Expanding with the expanding soul, 
 Its Avaters shall o'erflow the world ; 
 
 4 Flow to restore, but not destroy ; 
 As when the cloudless lamp of day 
 Pours out its floods of light and joy. 
 And sweeps each lingeruig mist away. 
 
 IG 
 
Jinujarb Hdigton. 
 
 268 S. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 1 The praying spirit breathe, 
 
 The watching power impart ; 
 From all entanglements beneath 
 
 Call off my peaceful heart : 
 My feeble mind sustain, 
 
 By worldly thoughts opprest ; 
 Appear, and bid me turn again 
 
 To my eternal rest. 
 
 2 Swift to my rescue come, 
 
 Thy own this moment seize ; 
 Gather my wand'ring spirit home, 
 
 And keep in perfect peace : 
 Suffered no more to rove 
 
 O'er all the earth abroad, 
 An-est the prisoner of thy love. 
 
 And shut me up in God. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 269 
 
 269 C. M. Montgomery. 
 
 ZtD\)<it IS ^Jraocr? 
 
 1 Prater is the soul's sincere desire, 
 
 Uttered or unexpressed, 
 The motion of a liidden fire, 
 That trembles in the breast 
 
 2 Prayer is the l)urden of a sigh, 
 
 The falling of a tear, 
 The upward glancing of an eye. 
 When none but God is near. 
 
 3 Prayer is tlie simplest form of speech 
 
 That infant lips can try, 
 Prayer the sublimest strains that reach 
 The 3Iajesty on high. 
 
 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, 
 
 The Christian's native air, 
 The watchword at the gates of death ; 
 He enters heaven with prayer. 
 
 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice. 
 
 Returning from his ways ; 
 While angels in their songs rejoice, 
 And cry, " Behold, he prays ! " 
 
 () In prayer, on earth, the saints are one ; 
 They' re one in word and mind ; 
 When with the Father and the Son 
 Sweet fellowship they find. 
 
270 INWARD RELIGIO:^. 
 
 7 O thou, by whom we come to God, 
 The Life, the Truth, the Way, 
 The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; 
 Lord, teach us how to pray ! 
 
 270 C. M. H. H. MiLMA>. 
 
 3.3raj}ina for Bibine ?^elp. 
 
 1 O HELP us, Lord ! each hour of need 
 
 Thy heavenly succour give ; 
 Help us in thought, and word, and deed, 
 Each hour on earth we live. 
 
 2 O help us, when our spirits bleed, 
 
 With contrite anguish sore, 
 And when our hearts are cold and dead, 
 O help us. Lord, the more. 
 
 3 O help us, through the prayer of faith 
 
 More firmly to believe ; 
 For still the more the servant hath, 
 The more shall he receive. 
 
 4 O help us. Father ! from on high ; 
 
 We know no help but thee ; 
 O ! help us so to live and die, 
 As thine in heaven to be. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 271 
 
 271 C. M. Montgomery. 
 
 ^3rc}javation of tfjc ?^cavt. 
 
 1 Lord, teach us how to pray aright. 
 
 With reverence and with fear: 
 
 Though dust and ashes in thy sight, 
 
 We may, we must diaw near. 
 
 2 Burdened with guih, convinced of sin, 
 
 In weakness, want, and wo. 
 Fightings without, and fears withm. 
 Lord, whither shall we go ? 
 
 'S God of all grace, we come to thee, 
 With broken, contrite hearts ; 
 Give what thine eye delights to see. 
 Truth in the in^^ard parts. 
 
 4 Give deep humility ; the sense 
 
 Of godly sorrow give ; 
 A strong desiring confidence, 
 To hear thy voice and live ; 
 
 5 Patience, to watch, and wait, and weep, 
 
 Though mercy long delay ; 
 Courage, om- fainting souls to keep, 
 Aiid trust thee, though thou slay. 
 
 6 Give these, — and then thy will be done ; 
 
 Thus strengthened with all might, 
 We, by thy Spirit and thy Son, 
 Shall pray, and pray aright. 
 
Q72, 273 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 272 L. M. 6 1. Anonymous. 
 5rf)e ffilospel atiaptetr to ^ibe 3Peace antr 3^est. 
 
 1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan 
 Reveals thy weight of inward wo ; 
 
 Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, 
 And let thy tears forget to flow : 
 Behold the precious balm is found, 
 To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. 
 
 2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed, 
 Unburden here thy weighty load ; 
 Here find thy refuge and thy rest, 
 And trust the mercy of thy God : 
 
 Thy God 's thy Saviour — glorious word ! 
 Forever love and praise the Lord. 
 
 273 7s. M. J. Taylor. 
 Sms ©onfesseti anti i^ournetr. 
 
 1 God of mercy, God of love. 
 Hear our sad repentant song ; 
 Son'ow dwells on every face. 
 Penitence on every tongue. 
 
 2 Deep regret for follies past, 
 Talents wasted, time misspent ; 
 Hearts debased by worldly cares, 
 Thankless for the blessings lent: 
 
[NWARD RELIGION. 
 
 274 
 
 3 Foolish fears, and fond desires, 
 Vain regrets for things as vain ; 
 Lips too seldom taught to praise. 
 Oft to murmur and complain : 
 
 4 These, and every secret fault. 
 Filled with gi'ief and shame we own ; 
 Humbled, at thy feet we lie. 
 Seeking pardon from thy tlu'one. 
 
 5 God of mercy, God of grace. 
 Hear our sad, repentant songs ; 
 O restore thy suppliant race, 
 Thou to whom all praise belongs. 
 
 274 L. M. Enfield. 
 
 1 Wherefore should man, frail child of clay, 
 Who, from the cradle to the shroud, 
 
 Lives but the insect of a day — 
 
 O why should mortal man be proud ? 
 
 2 His brightest visions just appear. 
 Then vanish, and no more are found ; 
 The stateliest pile his pride can rear, 
 A breath may level with the gi-ound. 
 
 3 By doubt perplexed, in eiTor lost. 
 With tremblmg step he seeks his way : 
 How vain of vvdsdom's gift the boast ! 
 Of reason's lamp, how faint the ray ! 
 
275 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 4 Follies, and sins, a countless sum, 
 Are crowded in life's little span : 
 
 ^ How ill, alas ! does pride become 
 
 That erring, guilty creature, man ! 
 
 5 God of my life ! Father divine ! 
 Give me a meek and lowly mind : 
 In modest worth, O let me shine, 
 And peace, in humble vutue, find. 
 
 275 C. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 «EWe aSclons to (Sfotr. 
 
 1 Let him, to Avhom we now belong, 
 
 His sovereign right assert. 
 And take up every thankful song, 
 And eVery loving heart. 
 
 2 He justly claims us for his own, 
 
 Who bought us with a price ; 
 The Christian lives to God alone. 
 To God alone he dies ! 
 
 3 Father, thine own at last receive, 
 
 Fulfil our hearts' desire. 
 
 And let us to thy glory live. 
 
 And in thy cause expire. 
 
 4 Our souls and bodies we resign ; 
 
 With joy we render thee 
 Our all, no longer ours, but thine 
 To all eternity. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 276, 277 
 
 276 S. M. Methodist Col. 
 Self*33cTiicatfon. 
 
 1 Lord, in the strength of grace, 
 
 With a glad heart and free, 
 Myself, my residue of days, 
 I consecrate to thee. 
 
 2 Thy ransomed servant, I 
 
 Restore to thee thy own ; 
 And from this moment, live or die 
 To sei-ve my God alone. 
 
 277 7s. M. 3Iethodist Col. 
 SimpUcft]) of %]caxU 
 
 1 Lord, tliat I may learn of thee. 
 Give me true simplicity ; 
 Wean my soul, and keep it low, 
 Willing thee alone to know. 
 
 2 Let me cast my reeds aside, 
 
 All that feeds my knowing pride ; 
 Not to man, but God submit, 
 Lay my reasonings at thy feet : 
 
 3 Of my boasted wisdom spoiled, 
 Docile, helpless as a child ; 
 Only seeing in thy light. 
 
 Only walking in thy might. 
 
278 
 
 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 4 Then infuse the teaching grace, 
 Spirit of truth and righteousness ; 
 Knowledge, love divine, impart, 
 Life eternal to my heart. 
 
 278 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 €fotr our J^o^jr. 
 
 1 Centre of our hopes thou art, 
 
 End of our enlarged deshes ; 
 Stamp tlime image on our heart ; 
 
 Fill us now with heavenly fii-es — 
 Cemented by love divine, 
 Seal our souls forever thine. 
 
 2 All our works in thee be ^^TOUght, 
 
 Levelled at one common ami ; 
 Eveiy word, and every thought. 
 
 Purge in the refining flame : 
 Lead us, tlu'ough the paths of peace, 
 On to perfect holiness. 
 
 3 Let us all together rise, 
 
 To thy glorious life restored ; 
 Here regain our paradise. 
 
 Here prepare to meet our Lord, 
 Here enjoy the earnest given. 
 Travel hand in hand to heaven ! 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 279, 280 
 
 279 L. M. G 1. Methodist Col. 
 Secftitifl jForflibeness. 
 
 1 Forgive us, for thy mercy's sake. 
 
 Our multitude of sius forgive ; 
 And for thy own, possession take, 
 
 And bid us to thy glory live ; 
 Live in thy sight, and gladly prove 
 Our faith by our obedient love. 
 
 2 The cov'nant of forgiveness seal. 
 
 And all thy mighty wonders show ! 
 Our hidden enemies exi:>el. 
 
 And conquering them to conquer go, 
 Till all of pride and wrath be slain, 
 And not one evil thought remain ! 
 
 3 O put it in our inward parts. 
 
 The living law of perfect love ! 
 Write the new precept in our hearts : 
 
 We shall not tlien from thee remove, 
 Who in thy glorious image shine, 
 Thy people, and forever thine ! 
 
 280 L. M. 6 1. Methodist Col. 
 
 Setbant of ©fotr. 
 
 1 Behold, the sen^ant of the Lord! 
 I wait thy guiding eye to feel. 
 To hear and keep thy every word, 
 To prove and do thy perfect will ; 
 
281 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 Joyful frojn my own works to cease, 
 Glad to fulfil all righteousness. 
 
 2 Me, if thy grace vouchsafe to use. 
 Weakest of all thy creatui-es, me, 
 
 The deed, the time, the manner choose ; 
 Let all my fruit be found of thee ; 
 Let all my works in thee 1; > WTOught, 
 By thee to full perfection brought. 
 
 3 My every weak, though good design, 
 O'errule, or change, as seems most meet ; 
 Father, let all my work be thine! 
 
 My work, O Lord, be all complete, 
 And pleasing in my Father's sight; 
 Thou only doest all things right. 
 
 4 Here then, to thee, thy own I leave ; 
 31ould as thou wilt thy passive clay : 
 But let me all thy stamp receive, 
 But let me all thy words obey ; 
 Serve with a single heart and eye, 
 And to thy glory live and die. 
 
 281 S. M. Wesley's Col. 
 
 jFor Cljvfstian ^Principles. 
 
 1 My God, my strength, my hope. 
 On thee I cast my care. 
 With humble confidence look up, 
 And laio^v thou hear'st my prayer. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 281 
 
 Give me on thee to wait, 
 Till I can all things do ; 
 On thee, almighty to create, 
 Almighty to renew. 
 
 2 I want a sober mind, 
 
 A self-renouncing will, 
 That tramples down and casts behind 
 
 The baits of pleasing ill; 
 
 A soul inured to pain. 
 
 To hardship, grief and loss, 
 Bold to take up, firm to sustain 
 
 The consecrated cross. 
 
 3 I want a gotlly fear, 
 
 A quick discerning eye. 
 That looks to thee when sin is near, 
 
 And sees the tempter fly ; 
 
 A spirit still prepared, 
 
 And armed with jealous care. 
 Forever standing on its guard. 
 
 And watching unto prayer. 
 
 4 I want a true regard, 
 
 A single, steady aim. 
 Unmoved by threatening or reward. 
 
 To thee and thy great name ; 
 
 A zealous, just concern 
 
 For thine immortal praise ; 
 A pure desire that all may learn, 
 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
282 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 5 I rest upon thy word ; 
 
 The promise is for me : 
 My succour and salvation, Lord, 
 Shall surely come from thee : 
 But let me still abide. 
 Nor from my hope remove, 
 Till thou my patient spirit guide 
 Into thy perfect love. 
 
 282 L. M. 6 1. Methodist Col. 
 
 33rainng for 3^ej)entance. 
 
 1 Father of lights, fi-om whom proceeds 
 Wliate'er thy every creature needs ; 
 Whose goodness, providently nigh, 
 Feeds the young ravens when they cry ; 
 To thee I look, my heart prepare ; 
 Suggest and hearken to my prayer. 
 
 2 Since by thy light myself I see 
 Naked, and poor, and void of thee, 
 Thy eyes must all my thoughts survey, 
 Preventing what my lips would say ; 
 Thou seest my wants, for help they call. 
 And, ere I speak, thou know'st them all. 
 
 3 Thou know'st the weakness of my mind, 
 WayAvard, and impotent, and blind ; 
 Thou know'st how unsubdued mj'^ will, 
 Averse from good, and prone to ill ; 
 Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, 
 Nor checked by fear, nor charmed by love. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 283 
 
 4 Ah I give me, Lord, myself to feel ; 
 My utter misery reveal : 
 Ah ! give me, Lord, (I still would say,) 
 A heart to mourn, a heart to pray : 
 My business this, my only cai*e. 
 My life, my everj^ breath, be prayer ! 
 
 283 S. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 Cl)rfstian ffSJants. 
 
 1 I WANT a principle within 
 
 Of jealous, godly feai*; 
 A sensibility- of sin, 
 
 A pain to feel it near. 
 I want the first approach to feel 
 
 Of pride, or fond desu-e ; 
 To catch the wand'ring of my will, 
 
 And quench the kindling fire. 
 
 2 That I from thee no more may part, 
 
 No more thy goodness grieve. 
 The filial awe, the fleshly heart. 
 
 The tender conscience, give. 
 Quick as the apple of an eye, 
 
 O God, my conscience make ! 
 Awake my soul, when sin is nigh. 
 
 And keep it still awake. 
 
 3 If to the right or left I stray. 
 
 That moment, Lord, reprove ; 
 And let me weep my life away, 
 For having grieved thy love. 
 
284 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 O may the least omission pain 
 
 My well-instructed soul ; 
 And drive me to the Love again, 
 
 Which makes the wounded whole. 
 
 284 C. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 JFormal aflelififon, 
 
 1 Long have I seemed to serve thee, Lord, 
 
 With unavailing pain : 
 Fasted and prayed, and read thy Word, 
 And heard it preached in vain. 
 
 2 Oft did I with the assembly join, 
 
 And near thine altar drew ; 
 
 A form of godliness was mine. 
 
 The power I never knew. 
 
 3 I rested in the outward law ; 
 
 Nor knew its deep design : 
 The length and breadth I never saw. 
 And height, of love divine. 
 
 4 To please thee thus, at length I see. 
 
 Vainly I hoped and strove : 
 For what are outward things to thee, 
 Unless they spring from love .' 
 
 5 I see the perfect law requires 
 
 Truth in the inward parts ; 
 Oiu- full consent, our whole desires. 
 Our undivided hearts. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 285 
 
 6 But I of means have made my boast ; 
 
 Of means an idol made ; 
 The spirit in the letter lost, 
 The substance in the shade. 
 
 7 Where am I now, or what my hope ? 
 
 What can my weakness do ? 
 
 Father, to thee my soul looks up : 
 
 'Tis thou must make it new. 
 
 285 78. M. Merrick. 
 
 Secfeiixg a Clean ?i^eart. 
 
 1 Blest Instructer, from thy ways 
 Who can tell how oft he strays ? 
 Purge me from the guilt that lies 
 Wrapt within my heart's disguise. 
 
 2 Let my tongue, from error free, 
 Speak the words approved by thee ; 
 To thy all-observing eyes. 
 
 Let my thoughts accepted rise. 
 
 3 While I thus thy name adore. 
 And thy healing grace implore, 
 Blest Redeemer, bow thine ear, 
 God, my strength, propitious hear. 
 
 17 
 
286, 287 INAVARD RELIGION. 
 
 286 C. M. Beddome. 
 j?or Knboartr SCrutI). 
 
 1 Am I an Israelite indeed, 
 
 Without a false disguise ? 
 Have I renounced my sins, and left 
 My refuges of lies ? 
 
 2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain, 
 
 Or is it formed anew ? 
 What is the rule by which I walk, 
 The object I pursue ? 
 
 3 Cause me, O God of truth and grace. 
 
 My real state to know ; 
 If I am wrong, O set me right ! 
 If right, presei*ve me so ! 
 
 287 C. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 \ 
 
 1 Talk with us, Lord, thj^self reveal. 
 
 While here o'er earth we rove : 
 Speak to our hearts, and let us feel 
 The kindling of thy love. 
 
 2 With thee conversing, we forget 
 
 All time, and toil, and care ; 
 Labor is rest, and pain is sweet, 
 If thou, my God, art here. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 288 
 
 3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, 
 
 Aiid bid my heart rejoice ; 
 My bounding heart shall own thy swa} , 
 And echo to thy voice. 
 
 4 Thou callest me to seek thy face ; 
 
 'Tis all I wish to seek ; 
 To attend the whispers of thy grace. 
 And hear thee inly speak. 
 
 5 Let this my every hour employ, 
 
 Till I thy glory see ! 
 Enter into my Master's joy, 
 And find my heaven in thee. 
 
 288 C. M. COWFER. 
 
 1 O FOR a closer walk with God, 
 
 A calm and heavenly frame, 
 
 A light to shine upon the road 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb I 
 
 2 Where is the blessedness I knew 
 
 When first I saw the Lord ? 
 Where is the soul-refreshing view 
 Of Jesus and his Word ? 
 
 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed I 
 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill 
 
289, 290 INWARD RELIGIONS. 
 
 4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest ! 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 289 T's. M. 6 1. Montgomery. 
 3:f)e Soul ^Panting for ffifolr. 
 
 1 As the hart, with eager looks, 
 Panteth for the water-brooks, 
 So my soul, athirst for thee. 
 Pants the living God to see ; 
 When, O, when, with filial fear, 
 Lord, shall I to thee di-aw near ? 
 
 2 Why art thou cast down, my soul ? 
 God, thy God, shall make thee whole ; 
 Why art thou disquieted ? 
 
 God shall lift thy fallen head, 
 And his countenance benign 
 Be the saving health of thine. 
 
 290 S. M. FCR.NESS. 
 
 ms -Soul mnun for efoU. 
 
 1 Here is a world of doubt, 
 A sorrowful abode ; 
 O, how my heart and flesh cry out 
 For thee, the living God ! 
 
I>-WARD RELIGIOX. 291, 292 
 
 2 As for the water-brooks 
 
 The hart, expiring, pants, 
 
 So for my God my spirit looks. 
 
 Yea, for his presence faints. 
 
 3 I know thy joys, O earth. 
 
 The sweetness of thy cup ; 
 Oft have I mingled in thy mirth, 
 And trusted in thy hope. 
 
 291 10s. M. Dr. Johnson. 
 Kmplorfng IBfbfnc llfflt)t. 
 
 1 U THOU whose power o'er moving worlds presides 
 Whose voice created, and whose wisdom guides! 
 On darkling man in pure effulgence shine, 
 
 And cheer the clouded mind with light divme ! 
 
 2 'Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast 
 With silent confidence, and holy rest ; 
 
 From thee, great God! we spring, to thee we tend, 
 Path, motive, guide, original, and end. 
 
 292 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 1 Light of Life, Seraphic Fire, 
 Love Di\^ue, thyself impart ; 
 Every fainting soul inspire ; 
 Shme in every drooping heart ! 
 
^3 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 Eveiy mournful sinner cheer ; 
 
 Scatter all our guilty gloom ; 
 Love of God, appear, appear ! 
 
 To thy human temples come. 
 
 2 Come, in this accepted hour ; 
 
 Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ! 
 Fill us with thy glorious power, 
 
 Rooting out the seeds of sin : 
 Nothing more can we require, 
 
 We will covet nothing less ; 
 Be thou all our heart's desire, 
 
 All our joy, and all our peace ! 
 
 293 L. M. 6 1. Wesley's Col. 
 
 iFor t|)c IBircctfon of (Kotr's Sjpfrit. 
 
 1 Leader of Israel's host, and guide 
 Of all who seek the land above, 
 Beneath thy shadow we abide, 
 The cloud of thy protecting love ; 
 
 Our strengtli thy grace, our rule thy Word, 
 Our end the glory of the Lord. 
 
 2 By thine unerring Spirit led, 
 We shall not in the desert stray; 
 We shall not full dkection need, 
 Nor miss our providential way ; 
 As far from danger as from fear. 
 While love, almighty love, is near. 
 
INWARD RELIGION^. 294, 295 
 
 294 L. M. G 1. C. Wesley. 
 
 ifor tl)c )-nfliicnrcs of tjc Spirit. 
 
 1 I WA>^T the spirit of power within, 
 Of love, and of a heahhful mind ; 
 Of power to conquer every sin. 
 Of love to God and all mankind ; 
 Of health that pain and death defies, 
 Most vigorous when the body dies. 
 
 2 O that the Comforter would come. 
 Nor visit as a transient guest, 
 But fix in me his constant home, 
 And keep possession of my breast ; 
 And make my soul his loved abode, 
 The temple of indwelling God ! 
 
 295 C. M. Watts. 
 
 33rcat!)fng after t\)c JIJoIi) Spirt t. 
 
 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quickening powers. 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 Li vain we tune our formal songs, 
 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
 Hosannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
296 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 3 Come, Holy S])irit, heavenly Dove, 
 With all thy quickening powers ; 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviom-'s love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 296 L. M. Dryden. 
 
 "Creator Spirft.'* 
 
 1 Oh ! Som*ce of uncreated light ! 
 
 By whom the worlds were raised from night ; 
 Come, visit every pious mind ; 
 Come, pour thy joys on human kind. 
 
 2 Plenteous in grace, descend from high, 
 Rich in thy matchless energy ; 
 
 From sin and sorrow set us free. 
 And make us temples worthy thee. 
 
 3 Cleanse and refine our earthly parts. 
 Inflame ai>d sanctify our hearts. 
 Our fi-ailties help, our vice control, 
 Submit the senses to the soul. 
 
 4 Thrice holy Fount ! thrice holy Fire I 
 Our hearts vrith heavenly love inspire ; 
 Make us eternal truths receive. 
 
 Aid us to live as we believe. 
 
 5 Chase from our path each noxious foe, 
 And peace, the fruit of love, bestow ; 
 And, lest our feet should step astray. 
 Protect and guide us in our way. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 207, 298 
 
 297 L. M. Beddome. 
 
 CcacMngs of tt)c <Spfrft. 
 
 1 Come, blessed Spirit, Source of light, 
 Whose power and grace are unconfined, 
 Dispel the gloomy shades of night. 
 
 The thicker darkness of the mind. 
 
 2 To mine illumined eyes display 
 The glorious truth thy Word reveals ; 
 Cause me to run the heavenly way ; 
 The book unfold, unloose the seals. 
 
 3 Thine inward teachings make me know, 
 The mysteries of redeeming love. 
 
 The emptiness of things below, 
 The excellence of things above. 
 
 4 Wliile through this dubious maze I stray, 
 Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad. 
 To show the dangers of the way. 
 
 And guide my feeble steps to God. 
 
 298 L. M. 61. Methodist Col. 
 
 Aspiration. 
 
 ] Father, thy bomidless love to me. 
 
 No thought can reach, no tongue declare ; 
 O knit my thankful heart to thee. 
 And reign without a rival there : 
 
298 
 
 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 Thine wholly, thine alone, I am ; 
 Be thou alone my constant flame ! 
 
 2 O grant that nothing in my soul 
 May dwell, but thy pure love alone : 
 O may thy love possess me whole, 
 My joy, my treasm-e, and my cro^\^i ; 
 Strange flames far from my heart remove ; 
 My every act, word, thought, be love. 
 
 3 O Love, how cheering is thy ray ! 
 All pain before thy presence flies ; 
 Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, 
 Where'er thy healmg beams arise : 
 O Father, nothing may I see, 
 Nothing desire or seek, but thee ! 
 
 4 Unwearied may I this pursue. 
 Dauntless to this high prize aspire ; 
 Hourly within my soul renew 
 This holy flame, this heavenly fire ; 
 And day and night be all my care 
 To guard the sacred treasure there. 
 
 5 O that I, as a little child. 
 
 May follow thee, and never rest 
 Till sweetly thou hast breath'd a mild 
 And lowly mind into my breast ; 
 Nor ev^er may we parted be, 
 Till I become as one with thee. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 299 
 
 6 Still let thy love point out my way ! 
 
 ^How wond'rous things thy love hath wrought ! 
 Still lead me, lest I go astray ; 
 Direct my word, insph-e my thought ; 
 And if I fall, soon may I hear 
 Thy voice, and know that love is near. 
 
 7 In suffering be thy love my peace ; 
 111 weakness be thy love my power ; 
 And when the storms of life shall cease, 
 Fatlier, m that im])ortant hour, 
 
 In death, as life, be thou my guide, 
 And save me, who for me hast died. 
 
 299 L. M. G 1. 3IETH0DIST CoL. 
 
 ^spfratfon. 
 
 1 Thou hidden love of God, whose height, 
 Whose depth, unfathom'd, no man knows ; 
 I see from far thy beauteous light. 
 Inly I sigh for thy repose : 
 3Iy heait is pained, nor can it be 
 At rest, till it finds rest in thee. 
 
 "2 Thy secret voice invites me still 
 The sweetness of thy yoke to prove ; 
 And fain I would ; but though my will 
 Seems fix'd, yet wide my passions rove ; 
 Yet hind'rances strew all the way ; 
 I aim at thee, yet from thee stray. 
 
299 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 3 ' Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought 
 My mind to seek her peace in thee ; 
 Yet while I seek, but find thee not, 
 
 No peace my wandering soul shall see ; 
 O when shall all my wanderings end, 
 And all my steps to thee-ward tend ! 
 
 4 Is there a thing beneath the sun 
 
 That strives with thee my heart to share ? 
 Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone. 
 The Lord of every motion there ! 
 Then shall my heart from earth be free. 
 When it hath found repose in thee. 
 
 5 O Love, thy sovereign aid impart. 
 To save me from low-thoughted care ; 
 Chase this self-will through all my heart. 
 Through all its latent mazes there : 
 Make me thy duteous child, that I 
 Ceaseless may " Abba, Father," cry. 
 
 6 Ah no ! ne'er will I backward turn ; 
 Thine wholly, thine alone I am ; 
 Tlu-ice happy he who views with scorn 
 Earth's toys, — for thee his constant flame 
 O help, that I may never move 
 
 From the blest footsteps of thy love. 
 
 7 Each moment di*aw from earth away 
 My heart that lowly waits thy call ; 
 Speak to my inmost soul, and say, 
 "I am thy Love, thy God, thy All! " 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 300, 301 
 
 To feel thy power, to hear thy voice. 
 To taste thy love, be all my choice. 
 
 300 7 & 6s. 31. Methodist Col. 
 
 Aspiration. 
 
 1 Give me the enlarged desire 
 
 And open, Lord, my soul. 
 Thy own fulness to acquire, 
 
 And comprehend the whole : 
 Stretch my faith's capacity 
 
 Wider and^yet wider still ; 
 Then with all that is in thee 
 
 3Iy soul forever fill ! 
 
 301 7s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 Slspfrntfon. 
 
 1 Since the Son hath made me fi-ee. 
 Let me taste my liberty ; 
 Thee behold with open face, 
 Triumph in tliy saving grace ; 
 Thy great will delight to prove. 
 Glory in thy perfect love. 
 
 "2 Abba, Father! hear thy cliild. 
 Late in Jesus reconciled ; 
 Hear, and all the graces shower. 
 All the joy, and peace, and power. 
 All my Saviour asks above. 
 All the life and heaven of love. 
 
302 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 3 Lord, I can not let thee go, 
 Till the blessing thou bestow : 
 Hear my Advocate Divine ! 
 Lo ! to his my suit T join ; 
 Joined to his, it cannot fail : 
 Bless me ; for I will prevail ! 
 
 4 Heavenly Father, Life Divine, 
 Change my nature into thine ! 
 Move and spread throughout my soul 
 Actuate and fill the whole ! 
 
 Be it I no longer now 
 Living in the flesh, but Thou. 
 
 5 Holy Ghost no more delay ! 
 Come, and in thy temple stay ! 
 Now thine inward witness bear, 
 Strong, and permanent, and clear : 
 Spring of Life, thyself impart : 
 Rise eternal in my heart ! 
 
 302 L. M. 6 1. Methodist Col. 
 
 2.0l)C to ©^Ot!. 
 
 1 Thee will I love, my strength, my tower ; 
 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; 
 Thee will I love, w itii all my power. 
 In all thy works, and thee alone : 
 Thee will I love, till the pure fire 
 Fills my whole soul with chaste desire. 
 
I?rWARD RELIGION. 302 
 
 2 All ! why did I so late thee kiiow, 
 Thee, lovelier thau the sons of men ? 
 Ah ! why did I no sooner go 
 
 To thee, the only ease in pain ? 
 Ashamed I sigh, and inly mourn, 
 That I so late to thee did turn. 
 
 3 In darkness willingly I strayed ; 
 
 I sought thee, yet from thee I roved ; 
 
 Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread ; 
 
 Thy creatures more than thee I loved : 
 
 And now if more at length I see, 
 
 'Tis through thy light, and comes from thee. 
 
 4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun, 
 
 That thy bright beams on me have shined ; 
 I thank thee, who hast overtlu-o^Mi 
 My foes, and healed my wounded mind ; 
 I thank thee, whose enlivening voice 
 Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 
 
 5 Uphold me in the doubtful race, , 
 Nor suffer me again to stray ; 
 Strengthen my feet with steady pace 
 
 Still to press forward in thy way ; 
 3Iy soul and heart, O Lord of might, 
 Fill, satiate, with thy heavenly light. 
 
 6 Give to mine eyes refi-eshing tears ; 
 Give to my heart chaste, hallowed fii'es ; 
 Give to my soul, with filial fears, 
 
 The love that all heaven's host inspires ; 
 
203 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 That all my powers, with all their might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. 
 
 7 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, 
 Thee will I love, my Lord, my God, 
 Thee will I love, beneath thy frown. 
 Or smile, — thy sceptre, or thy rod : 
 What though my flesh and heart decay. 
 Thee shall I love in endless day ! 
 
 303 L. M. Montgomery. 
 
 ^TIjc Soul Saeturnmg to ^oij, 
 
 1 Return, my soul, unto thy rest. 
 
 From vain pursuits and maddening cares ; 
 From lonely woes that wring thy breast, 
 The world's allm-ements, toils and snares. 
 
 2 Return unto thy rest, my soul. 
 
 From all the wandermgs of thy thought ; 
 From sickness unto death made whole ; 
 Safe through a thousand perils brought. 
 
 3 Then to thy rest, my soul, return. 
 From passions every hour at strife ; 
 Sin's works, and ways, and wages spurn. 
 Lay hold upon eternal life. 
 
 4 God is thy rest ; — with heart inclined 
 To keep his word, that word believe ; 
 Christ is thy rest ; — with lowly mind, 
 His hght and easy yoke receive. 
 
INWARD RELIGION. d04, UO 
 
 304 7 & 6s. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 (Diuict llclfflfon. 
 
 1 Open, Lord, my inward ear. 
 
 And bid my heart rejoice ; 
 Bid my quiet spirit hear 
 
 Tlie comlbrt of thy voice ; 
 Never in the whirlwind found, 
 
 Or where earthcjuakes rock the place, 
 Still and silent is the sound. 
 
 The whisper of thy grace. 
 
 2 From the world of sin, and noise, 
 
 And hurry, I withdraw ; 
 For the small and inward voice 
 
 I wait with humble awe ; 
 Silent am I now and still, 
 
 Dare not in thy presence move ; 
 To my waiting soul reveal 
 
 The secret of thy love. 
 
 305 L. M. Watts. 
 
 2>ctivcmcnt antr i^ctiftatfon. 
 
 1 jMy God, permit me not to be 
 A stranger to myself and thee : 
 iVmidst a thousand thoughts I rove, 
 Forgetful of my highest love. 
 
 18 
 
306 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, 
 And thus debase my heavenly birth ? 
 Wliy should I cleave to things below, 
 And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 
 
 3 Call me away from flesh and sense : 
 
 One sovereign word can draw me thence : 
 I would obey the voice divine, 
 And all inferior joys resign. 
 
 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn ; 
 Let noise and vanity be gone : 
 
 Li secret silence of the mind. 
 
 My heaven, and there my God, I find. 
 
 306 C. M. COWPER. 
 
 a*eligious 3Evetirement. 
 
 1 Far from the world, O Lord ! I flee. 
 
 From strife knd tumult far ; 
 From scenes, where sin is wagmg still 
 Its most successful war. 
 
 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade. 
 
 With prayer and praise agree ; 
 And seem, by thy sw eet bounty, made 
 For those who follow thee. 
 
 3 There, if thy sphit touch the soul, 
 
 And grace her mean abode ; 
 O with what peace, and joy, and love. 
 She communes with her God. 
 
I.VWARD RELIGION. 
 
 307 
 
 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours 
 
 Her solitary- lays ; 
 Nor asks a witness of her song, 
 Nor thirsts for human praise. 
 
 5 Author and Guardian of my life. 
 
 Sweet source of hght divine, , 
 
 And all harmonious names in one, 
 My Father — thou art mine 1 
 
 ;i07 C. M. Moore. 
 
 Jljcabrn Scsiveti. 
 
 1 The dove, let loose in Eastern skies, 
 Returning fondly home. 
 Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies, 
 Where idler warblers roam ; — 
 
 •2 But high she shoots through air and light — 
 Above all low delay, 
 Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, 
 Nor shadow dims her way. 
 
 :3 So grant me. Lord, from every snare 
 Of sinful passion free. 
 Aloft, through faith's serener air 
 To m*ge my coiu-se to thee ; 
 
 4 No sin to cloud, no lure to stay 
 My soul, as home she springs ; 
 Thy sunshine on her joyful way, 
 Thy freedom on her wings. 
 
308, 309 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 308 L. M. MONTGOMERV. 
 
 ^preparation for ?^eal)en. 
 
 1 Heaven is a place of rest from sin, 
 But all who hope to enter there, 
 • Must here that holy course begin. 
 
 Which shall their souls for rest prepare. 
 
 .2 Clean hearts, O God, in us create, 
 Right spirits, Lord, in us renew ; 
 Commence we now that higher state, 
 Now do thy will as angels do. 
 
 3 In Jesus' footsteps may we tread, 
 Learn every lesson of his love ; 
 And be from grace to glory led, 
 From heaven below to heaven above. 
 
 309 C. M. Watts. 
 Bfit l^ope of ?^cabcn our ^upjport. 
 
 1 When I can read my title clear 
 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Let cares, hke a wild deluge, come, 
 
 And storms of sorrow fall ; 
 3Iay I but safely reach my home, 
 My God, my heaven, my all — 
 
INWARD RELIGION. 310 
 
 3 There shall I bathe my weary soul 
 In seas of heavenly rest ; 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 310 '^^^ ^^' Methodist Col. 
 
 3;txtoartJ Jons. 
 
 1 Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, 
 Ever faithful to thy word, 
 We have felt thy mercy too ; 
 We, O Lord ! have found thee true ! 
 See, these baiTcn souls of ours 
 Bloom, and put forth fi-uits and flowers, 
 Flowers of Eden, fruits of grace,, 
 Peace and joy and righteousness. 
 
 Q Hark ! the wastes have found a voice. 
 Lonely deserts now rejoice ! 
 Gladsome hallelujahs sing ; 
 All around with praises ring ! 
 Blind we were, but now we see : 
 Deaf; we hearken now to thee : 
 Dumb; for thee our tongues employ: 
 Lame ; and lo I we leap for joy. 
 
 *3 Faint we were, and parched with drought, 
 Water, at thy word, gushed out: 
 Streams of grace our tliirst repress — 
 Starting from the wilderness. 
 
310 INWARD RELIGION. 
 
 Still we long thy grace to know — 
 Here, forever, let it flow ; 
 Lead us in the way of peace. 
 In the path of righteousness. 
 
 4 There the simple cannot stray ; 
 Babes, though blind, may find the way. 
 Find, nor ever thence depart, 
 
 Safe in lowliness of heart ; 
 Far from fear, from danger far ; 
 No devouring beast is there ; 
 There the humble walks secure, 
 God hath made his footsteps sure. 
 
 5 Come, and all our sorrows chase, 
 Wipe the tears from eveiy face ; 
 Gladness let us now obtain. 
 Partners of thine endless reign. 
 Death, the latest foe, destroy ; 
 Sorrow then shall yield to joy ; 
 Gloomy grief shall flee aAvay, 
 Swallowed up in endless day. 
 
©iittt)ar& Ucligion^ 
 
 31 1 L. M. Watts. 
 
 3^clf0ion HvpressctJ in 3HU. 
 
 1 So 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, 
 
 While justice, temperance, truth, and love. 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 While we expect that blessed hope. 
 
312 
 
 OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 The bright appearance of the Lord, 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
 312 C. M. Watts. 
 
 C!i:f)tistian IM^arfare. 
 
 1 Am I a soldier of the cross ? 
 
 A follower of the Lamb ? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 2 Must I be carried to the skies 
 
 On flowery beds of ease ? 
 Whilst others fought to win the prize. 
 And sailed through stormy seas ? 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 
 Must not I stem the flood ? 
 Is this low 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. 
 
 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 
 
 Shall conquer though they die ; 
 They view tlie triumjih from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
OUTWARD RELIGIO". 313 
 
 G When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 And all thy armies shine 
 In robes of victory through the skies, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 313 C. M. GiSBOR-VE. 
 
 €1)0 (tljvfstfan's Hifc. 
 
 1 A soldier's course, from battles won 
 
 To new commencing strife : 
 A pilgrim's, restless as the sun ; — 
 Behold the Christian's life ! 
 
 2 The hosts of darkness pant for spoil — 
 
 How can our warfare close? — 
 Lonely we tread a foreign soil — 
 How can we hope repose ? 
 
 3 O ! let us seek our heavenly home, 
 
 Revealed in sacred lore ; 
 The land whence pilgrims never roam, 
 Where soldiers war no more ; 
 
 4 Where grief shall never wound, nor death. 
 
 Beneath the Saviour's reign ; 
 Nor sin, with pestilential ])reath. 
 His holy realm profane ; 
 
 5 The land where, suns and moons unknown. 
 
 And night's alternate sway, 
 Jehovah's ever-burning throne 
 Upholds unbroken day ; 
 
314 
 
 OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 6 Wliere they who meet shall never pait ; 
 Where grace achieves its plan ; 
 And God, uniting every heart, 
 Dwells face to face with man. 
 
 314 C. M. Doddridge. 
 
 S^|)e €:i)ristian Bate. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve, 
 
 And press with vigor on : 
 A heavenly race demands thy zeal, 
 And an immortal crown. 
 
 2 A cloud of witnesses around 
 
 Hold thee in full survey : 
 Forget the steps already trod, 
 And onward urge thy way. 
 
 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice 
 
 That calls thee from on high ; 
 'Tis his own hand presents the prize 
 To thine aspiring eye ; — 
 
 4 That prize with peerless glories bright. 
 
 Which shall new lustre boast, 
 When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems 
 Shall blend in common dust. 
 
OUTWARD RELIGION. 315 
 
 315 L. M. Watts. 
 
 STfje €t)cistiaii jClace. 
 
 1 Awake, our souls, away, our fears, 
 Let every trembling thought be gone ! 
 Awake and run the heavenly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 Ti-ue, 'tis a strait and thorny road. 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 That feeds the strength of every saint. 
 
 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power 
 Is ever new and ever young. 
 
 And firm endures, while endless years 
 Their everlastmg circles run. 
 
 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, 
 Om- souls shall drink a fresh supply. 
 While such as trust their native strength 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air. 
 We '11 mount aloft to thine abode ; 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 
 
316 OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 316 L. M. Mrs. Barbauld. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul ! lift up thine eyes ; 
 See where thy foes against thee rise, 
 In long array, a numerous host ; 
 Awake, my soul ! or thou art lost. 
 
 2 Here giant danger threatening stands. 
 Mustering his pale, terrific bands ; 
 There pleasure's silken banners spread. 
 And Avilling souls are captive led. 
 
 3 See where rebellious passions rage. 
 And fierce desires and lusts engage ; 
 The meanest foe of all the train 
 
 Has thousands and ten thousands slain. 
 
 4 Thou tread'st upon enchanted ground ; 
 Perils and snares beset thee round ; 
 Beware of all ; guard every part ; 
 
 But most, the traitor in thy heart. 
 
 5 Come then, my soul ! now learn to wield 
 The weight of thine immortal shield ; 
 Put on the armor from above. 
 
 Of heavenly truth, and heavenly love. 
 
 The teiTor and the charm repel, 
 
 And powers of earth, and powers of hell; 
 The Man of Calvary triumphed here ; — 
 Why should his faithful followers fear ? 
 
OUTWARD RELIGION. 317 
 
 317 7s. M. J. Taylor. 
 
 CSootr SLffJorfes. 
 
 1 Father of our feeble race, 
 Wise, beneficent, and kind. 
 Spread o'er nature's ample face, 
 Flows thy goodness unconfined : 
 Musing in the silent grove, 
 
 Or tlie busy walks of men. 
 
 Still we trace thy wondrous love, 
 
 Claiming large returns again. 
 
 2 Lord, what offering shall we bring, 
 At thine altars when we bow? 
 Hearts, the pure unsullied spring. 
 Whence the kind affections flow ; 
 Soft compassion's feeling soul, 
 
 By the melting eye expressed ; 
 Sympathy, at whose control. 
 Sorrow leaves the wounded breast ; 
 
 3 Willing hands to lead the blind. 
 Bind the wounded, feed the poor ; 
 Love, embracing all our kind. 
 Charity, with liberal store : 
 Teach us, O thou heavenly King, 
 Thus to show our grateful mind, 
 Thus the accepted offering bring, 
 Love to thee, and all mankind. 
 
318, 319 OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 ol8 L. M. Drummo-xd. 
 
 jFaitt) toftjout 55®otfes is ©eati. 
 
 1 As body when the soul has fled, 
 As ban-en trees, decayed and dead. 
 Is faith ; a hopeless, lifeless thing. 
 If not of righteous deeds the spring. 
 
 2 One cup of healing oil and wme. 
 One tear-tlrop shed on mercy's slu'ine, 
 Is thrice more grateful, Lord, to thee. 
 Than lifted eye or bended knee. 
 
 319 C. M. Smart. 
 
 1 Father of light, conduct my feet 
 
 Through life's dark, dangerous road ; 
 Let each advancing step still bring 
 Me nearer to my God. 
 
 2 Let heaven-eyed prudence be my guide ; 
 
 And when I go astray. 
 Recall my feet from folly's path, 
 To wisdom's better w ay. 
 
 2 Teach me in every various scene 
 To keep my end in sight ; 
 And while I tread life's mazy track; 
 Let wisdom guide me right. 
 
OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 3Q0 
 
 4 That heavenly wisdom from above 
 
 Abundantly impart ; 
 And let it guard, and guide, and w arm, 
 And penetrate my heart ; 
 
 5 Till it shall lead me to thyself, 
 
 Fountain of bliss and love I 
 And all my darkness be dispersed 
 In endless light above. 
 
 :i20 C. M. Pope. 
 
 Z\){: Onibcrsal ^Srancr. 
 
 1 Father of all ! in every age. 
 
 In every clime, adored. 
 By saint, by savage, and by sage, 
 Jehovah, Jove, or Lord ! — 
 
 2 Thou great First Cause, least understood, 
 
 Who all my sense confined 
 To know but this, — that thou art good, 
 And that myself am blmd ; — 
 
 3 What conscience dictates to be done, 
 
 Or warns me not to do. 
 This teach me more than hell to shun, 
 That more than heaven pursue. 
 
 4 Yet not to earth's contracted span 
 
 Thy goodness let me bound, 
 Or think thee Lord alone of man. 
 When thousand worlds are round. 
 
321 OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 5 If I am right, thy grace impart 
 
 Still in the right to stay ; 
 If I am wrong, O teach my heart 
 To find that better way. 
 
 6 Save me alike from foolish pride, 
 
 Or impious discontent 
 At aught thy wisdom has denied, 
 Or aught thy goodness lent. 
 
 7 Teach me to feel another's wo, 
 
 To hide the fault I see ; 
 
 That mercy I to others show. 
 
 That mercy show to me. 
 
 8 This day be bread and peace my lot : 
 
 All else. beneath the sun 
 Thou know'st if best bestowed or not ; 
 And let thy will be done. 
 
 9 To thee, whose temple is all space, 
 
 Whose altar, earth, sea, skies, 
 One chorus let all being raise ! 
 All nature's incense rise ! 
 
 321 L. M. Scott. 
 
 iForms Tarn toitljout Vtxtuc, 
 
 1 The uplifted eye, and bended knee, 
 Are but vain homage. Lord, to thee : 
 In vain our lips thy praise prolong, 
 The heart a stranger to the song. 
 
OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 322 
 
 2 Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal, 
 The breaches of thy precepts heal ? 
 Or fasts and penance reconcile 
 
 Thy justice, and obtain thy smile ? 
 
 3 The pure, tlie humljle, contrite mind. 
 Sincere, and to thy will resigned, 
 To thee a nobler offering yields, 
 Than Sheba's groves, or Sharon's fields. 
 
 322 S. M. Herbert. 
 
 Boma all to tijc Glorji of CSot). 
 
 1 Teach me, my God and King, 
 
 In all things thee to see ; 
 And what I do in any thing. 
 To do it as for thee! 
 
 2 To scorn the senses' sway, 
 
 While still to thee I tend ; 
 In all I do be thou the way, — 
 In all be thou the end. 
 
 3 All may of thee partake : 
 
 Nothing so small can be. 
 But di-aws, when acted for thy sake, 
 Greatness and worth from thee. 
 
 4 If done beneath thy laws, 
 
 Even servile labors shine ; 
 Hallowed is toil, if this the cause, 
 The meanest work divine. 
 19 
 
323, 324 OUTWARD religion. 
 
 323 C. M. Wesley's Col. 
 E'^S ^InQtiom Come. 
 
 1 Father of me and all mankind, 
 
 And all the hosts above, 
 Let every understanding mind 
 Unite to praise thy love. 
 
 2 Thy kingdom come, with power and grace, 
 
 To every heart of man : 
 Thy peace, and joy, and righteousness, 
 In all om- bosoms reign. 
 
 3 The righteousness that never ends. 
 
 But makes an end of sin ; 
 The joy that human thought transcends, 
 Into om- souls bring in. 
 
 4 The kingdom of established peace. 
 
 Which can no more remove ; 
 The perfect powers of Godliness, 
 The omnipotence of Love. 
 
 324 L. M. Heber. 
 
 1 The God of glory walks his round. 
 From day to day, from year to year. 
 And warns us each, with awful sound, 
 " No longer stand ye idle here ! 
 
OUTWARD RELIGIO-X. 325 
 
 2 " Ye, whose young cheeks are rosy-bright, 
 Whose hands are strong, whose hearts are clear, 
 Waste not of hope the morning light ! 
 
 All, fools, why stand ye idle here ? 
 
 3 " O, if the griefs ye would assuage 
 That wait on life's declining year, 
 Secui'e a blessing for your age, 
 
 And work your Maker's business here ! 
 
 4 " And ye, whose locks of scanty gray 
 Foretell your latest travail near. 
 How swiftly fades your worthless day I 
 And stand ye yet so idle here ? " 
 
 5 O Thou, by all thy works adored. 
 To whom the sinner's soul is dear. 
 Recall us to thy vineyard. Lord, 
 
 And grant us grace to please thee here ! 
 
 325 L. M. Henry Moore. 
 
 ?S[?fstrom anti Virtue sougt)! from ^oH, 
 
 1 Supreme and universal light I 
 Foimtain of reason ! Judge of right ! 
 Parent of good ! whose blessings flow 
 On all above and all below ; — 
 
 2 Assist us. Lord, to act, to be, 
 What nature and thy laws decree ; 
 W'orthy that intellectual flame. 
 Which from thy breathing spirit came. 
 
326 OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 3 May our expanded souls disclaim 
 The narrow view, the selfish aim, 
 But with a Christian zeal embrace 
 Whate'er is friendly to our race. 
 
 4 O Father, grace and virtue grant; 
 No more we wish, no more we want : 
 To know, to sen^e thee, and to love, 
 Is peace below, — is bliss above. 
 
 326 L. M. Henry Moore. 
 
 jFor Steattmess of 3Ptfixcfjple. 
 
 1 Amidst a world of hopes and fears, 
 A wild of cares, and toils, and tears. 
 Where foes alarm, and dangers threat, 
 And pleasures kill, and glories cheat, — 
 
 2 Shed down, O Lord, a heavenly ray, 
 To guide me in the doubtful way ; 
 And o'er me hold thy shield of power, 
 To guard me in the dangerous hour. 
 
 3 Teach me the flattering paths to shun, 
 In which the thoughtless many run, 
 Who for a shade the substance miss, 
 And grasp their ruin in their bliss. 
 
 4 May never pleasure, wealth, or pride, 
 Allure my wandering soul aside. 
 But, through this maze of mortal ill, 
 Safe lead me to thy heavenly hill. 
 
OUTWARD RELIGIO". 327, 328 
 
 327 L. M. Scott. 
 €:t)aritable SJutramntt. 
 
 1 All-seeing God ! 'tis thine to know 
 
 The springs whence wrong opmions flow ; 
 To judge from principles within, 
 When frailty errs, and when we sin. 
 
 2 Who among men, gi*eat Lord of all. 
 Thy senaiit to his bar shall call ? 
 Judge him, for modes of faith, thy foe, 
 And doom him to the realms of wo ? 
 
 3 Who with another's eye can read ? 
 Or worship by another's creed ? 
 Trusting thy grace, we form our own, 
 And bow to thy conmiands alone. 
 
 4 If AVTong, correct ; accept, if right ; 
 While faithful, Ave improve our light. 
 Condemning none, but zealous still 
 To learn and follow aft thy will. 
 
 328 C. M. Needham. 
 
 ^otJcration. 
 
 1 Happy the man, whose cautious steps 
 Still keep the golden mean ; 
 Whose life, by wisdom's rules well formed. 
 Declares a conscience clean. 
 
329 . OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 2 To sect or party his large soul 
 
 Disdains to be confined ; 
 The good he loves of every name, 
 And prays for all mankind. 
 
 3 His business is to keep his heart ; 
 
 Each passion to control ; 
 
 Nobly ambitious w^ell to rule 
 
 The empire of his soul. 
 
 4 Not on the world his heart is set, 
 
 His treasure is above ; 
 Nothing beneath the sovereign good 
 Can claim his highest love. 
 
 329 S. M. C. Wesley. 
 
 2^atcf)in3, ^rager, an^ 33erscberance. 
 
 1 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 
 A God to glorify ; 
 A never-dying soul to save, 
 
 And fit it for tlie sky ; 
 To serve the present age. 
 
 My calling to fulfil : 
 O may it all my povs^ers engage 
 
 To do my Master's w^ill ! 
 
 2 Arm me with jealous care, 
 
 As in thy sight to live ; 
 And, O ! thy servant, Lord, prepare 
 The sti-ict account to give : 
 
OUTWARD RELIGION. 330 
 
 Help me to watch and pray, 
 
 And on thyself rely : 
 Assured, if I my trust betray, 
 
 I shall forsaken die. 
 
 330 L. M. J. Taylor. 
 
 Exvit Hengtl) of Hffc. 
 
 1 Like shadows gliding o'er the plain, 
 Or clouds that roll successive on, 
 Man's busy generations pass, 
 
 And while we gaze, their forms are gone. 
 
 2 "He lived, — he died;" behold the sum, 
 The abstract of the historian's page ! 
 Alike in God's all-seeing eye, 
 
 The infant's day, the patriarch's age. 
 
 3 O Father ! in whose mighty hand 
 The boundless years and ages lie. 
 Teach us thy boon of life to prize, 
 And use the moments as they fly ; 
 
 4 To crowd the narrow span of life 
 With wise designs and virtuous deeds; 
 So shall we wake from death's dark night, 
 To share the glory that succeeds. 
 
;331 OUTWARD RELIGION. 
 
 831 S. M. Methodist Col. 
 
 JFor Jgoliness. 
 
 1 The thing my God doth hate 
 
 That I no more may do, 
 Thy creature, Lord, agam create, 
 
 And all my soul renew : 
 My soul shall then, like thine, 
 
 Abhor the thing unclean, 
 And, sanctified by love divine. 
 
 Forever cease from sin. 
 
 Father, to me impart ; 
 The Spirit's law^ of life divine, 
 
 P write it in my heart ! 
 Implant it deep within. 
 
 Whence it may ne'er remove. 
 The law of liberty from sin. 
 
 The perfect law of love. 
 
 3 Thy nature be my law. 
 
 Thy spotless sanctity. 
 And sweetly every moment di'aw 
 
 My happy soul to thee. 
 Soul of my soul remain ! 
 
 Who didst for all fulfil, 
 In me, O Lord, fulfil again 
 
 My heavenly Father's Avill. 
 
PART III. 
 
iltisccllmtcous Subjects. 
 
 332 S. M. Anonymous. 
 
 Baptism of a Cijntr. 
 
 1 To thee, O God in Heaven, 
 
 This Httle one we bring, 
 Giving to thee what thou hast given, 
 Our dearest offering. 
 
 2 Into a world of toil 
 
 These little feet will roam, 
 ■yVliere sin its purity may soil. 
 Where care and grief may come. 
 
 3 O then, let thy pure love, 
 
 With influence serene. 
 Come do^vn, like water, from above 
 To comfort and make clean. 
 
333, 334 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 OOO S. M. Anonymous. 
 
 aSajjtfsni of €!)iltrrcn. 
 
 1 To Him who children blessed, 
 
 And suffered them to come, 
 To Hun who took them to his breast 
 We bring these children home. 
 
 2 To thee, O God, whose face, 
 
 Theu- spirits still behold, 
 We bring them, praying that thy gi*ace 
 May keep, thine arms enfold. 
 
 3 And as this water falls 
 
 On each unconscious brow. 
 
 Thy holy spirit grant, O Lord ! 
 
 To keep them pure as now. 
 
 334 C. M. Emily Taylor. 
 
 ©uttoartr antr Kntoar^ 3LiU, 
 
 I There 's life abroad ; — from each green tree 
 
 A busy murmur swells ; 
 The bee is up at early dawn 
 
 Stirring the cowslip-bells. 
 There 's motion in the lightest leaf 
 
 That trembles on the stream ; 
 The insect scarce an instant rests. 
 
 Light dancing in the beam. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 335 
 
 2 All speak of life ; and louder still 
 
 The spirit speaks within, 
 O'erpowering, with its strong, deep voice, 
 
 The world's incessant din : 
 There 's life without ; and, better far. 
 
 Within there 's life and power, 
 And liberty of heart and mind 
 
 To love, believe, adore. 
 
 335 L. M. Jung Stilling. 
 
 (Gobi's CJufDance. 
 
 1 Thou, who upon the eternal throne. 
 Dost weigh the fates of all l)elow. 
 And ever wear'st the radiant crown 
 Of worlds unnumbered round thy brow : 
 Thy wisdom formed the plan sublime 
 Of what man's future com'se shall be ; 
 The path didst shew which I must climb 
 To reach my final destiny. 
 
 '2 Till then let power Divine protect, 
 And heavenly peace my spu-it cheer. 
 My footsteps here below dkect. 
 Till I before thy face appear. 
 The present seed I now shall sow 
 To ripen for eternity, 
 O let it to perfection grow, 
 Then take thy pilgrim home to thee. 
 
336, 337 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 336 L' M. Hymns and Anthems. 
 
 mm- 
 
 1 O'er silent field, and lonely lawn, 
 Her dusky mantle night hath drawn ; 
 At twilight's holy, heartfelt hour, 
 
 In man his better soul hath power. 
 
 2 The passions are at peacs within. 
 And still each stormy thought of sin — 
 The yielding bosom overawed, 
 Breathes love to man and love to God. 
 
 337 8 & 7s. M. R. Robinson. 
 CKotr tSe Creator. 
 
 1 Mighty God ! while angels bless thee. 
 
 May an infant lisp thy name ! 
 Lord of men, as well as angels, 
 Thou art every creature's theme. 
 
 2 Lord of every land and nation. 
 
 Ancient of eternal days ! 
 Sounded through the wide creation 
 Be thy just and lawful praise : 
 
 3 For the grandeur of thy nature — 
 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; 
 For created works of power — 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought : 
 
MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 338, 339 
 
 4 For thy providence that governs 
 
 Through thine empire's wide domain ; 
 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow, — 
 Blessed be thy gentle reign. 
 
 338 ^s. 31. Sarah F. Adams. 
 Dciiis anTi Ccars. 
 
 1 Gently fall the dews of eve. 
 
 Raising still tlie languid flowers; 
 Sweetly flow the tears that grieve 
 O'er a mourner's stricken hours. 
 
 2 Blessed tears and dews that yet 
 
 Lift us nearer unto heaven ! 
 Let us still His praise repeat, 
 Who in mercy all hath given. 
 
 339 C. M. BUNTAIS. 
 
 ?^umilft» antr (Contentment. 
 
 1 He that is down need fear no fall, 
 
 He that is low no pride ; 
 He that is humble ever shall 
 Have God to be his guide. 
 
 2 Fulness to such, a burden is, 
 
 That go on pilgrimage ; 
 Here little, and hereafter bliss, 
 Is best from age to age. 
 
340, 341 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 340 ' 7s. M. St. Gregory. 
 
 1 Source of light and life divine ! 
 Thou didst cause the light to shine ; 
 Thou didst bring thy sunbeams forth 
 O'er thy new-created earth. 
 
 2 Shade of night, and mornmg ray, 
 Took from thee the name of day : 
 Now again the shades are nigh 
 Listen to our mournful cry. 
 
 3 May we ne'er, by guilt depressed, 
 Lose the way to endless rest ; 
 May no thoughts, corrupt and vain. 
 Draw our souls to earth again. 
 
 4 Rather hft them to the skies. 
 Where our much-loved treasure lies ; 
 Help us in our daily strife, 
 
 Make us struggle into life. 
 
 341 C. M. H. Martineau. 
 
 ^11 iUm are SHqtial. 
 
 1 All men are equal in their birth, 
 Heirs of the earth and skies ; 
 All men are equal when that earth 
 Fades from their dying eyes. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 342 
 
 2 God meets tlie throngs "svlio pay theii' vows 
 
 In courts their hands have made ; 
 And hears the worshipper who bows 
 Beneath the plantain-shade. 
 
 3 'Tis man alone who difference sees, 
 
 And speaks of high and low, 
 And worships those, and tramples these, 
 While the same path they go. 
 
 4 O, let man hasten to restore 
 
 To all their rights of love ; 
 In power and wealth exult no more ; 
 In wisdom lowly move. 
 
 5 Ye great ! renounce your earth-born pride ; 
 
 Ye low ! your shame and fear : 
 Live, as ye worship, side by side ; 
 Your brotherhood revere. 
 
 342 7s. M. Mrs. Barbauld. 
 
 ^ Ctjristfan's Son. 
 
 1 Jot there is, that, seated deep. 
 Leaves not when we sigh or weep ; 
 Spreads itself in virtuous deeds, 
 Sighs for wo, in pity bleeds. 
 
 2 Stern and awful are its tones 
 When the patriot-maityr groans, 
 And the death-pulse beating high 
 Rapture blends ^vith agony. 
 
 20 
 
343 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 3 Tenderer is the form it wears, 
 
 Touched with love, dissolved in tears, 
 When the meek their Saviour greet, 
 Bending at the mercy-seat. 
 
 343 C. M. Peabody, 
 
 ^ ^Srfstfan's Bcati). 
 
 1 Behold the western evening light — 
 
 It melts in deeper gloom ; 
 So calm the righteous sink away. 
 
 Descending to the tomb. 
 The winds breathe low, — the yellow leaf 
 
 Scarce whispers from the tree ; 
 So gently flows the parting breath 
 
 When good men cease to be. 
 
 2 How beautiful, on all the hills, 
 
 The crimson light is shed ! 
 'Tis like the peace the dying gives 
 
 To mourners round his bed. 
 How mildly on the wandering cloud 
 
 The sunset beam is cast ! 
 So sweet the memory left behind. 
 
 When loved ones breathe their last. 
 
 3 And lo ! above the dews of night 
 
 The vesper-star appears! 
 So faith lights up the mourner's heart, 
 Whose eyes are dim with tears. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 344, 345 
 
 Night falls, but soon the morning light 
 
 Its glories shall restore ; 
 And thus the eyes that sleep in death 
 
 Shall wake to close no more. 
 
 344 C. M. Dale. 
 
 ?^ap|)5 Dcatl) of a Ctiristfan. 
 
 1 Dear as thou wert, and justly dear, 
 
 We would not weep for thee ; 
 One thought shall check the starting tear, — 
 It is — that thou art free. 
 
 2 And thus shall faith's consoling power 
 
 The tears of love restrain ; 
 O ! who that saw thy parting hour 
 Could wish thee here again ! 
 
 3 Gently the passing spirit fled, 
 
 Sustained by grace divine : 
 O may such grace on us be shed, 
 And make our end like thine. 
 
 345 L. M. W. J. Fox. 
 
 Criumpl) of STrutf) antr ©footrnws. 
 
 1 The sage his cup of hemlock quaffed. 
 And calmly drained the fatal draught : 
 Such pledge did Grecian justice give 
 To one who taught them how to live. 
 
346 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 2 The Christ, in piety assured, 
 
 The anguish of his cross endured : 
 Such pangs did Jewish bigots try 
 On him who taught us how to die. 
 
 3 Mid prison-walls, the sage could trust 
 That men would grow more wise and just ; 
 From Calvary's mount, the Christ could see 
 The dawn of immortality. 
 
 4 Who know to live, and know to die, 
 Their souls are safe, their triumph nigh : 
 Power may oppress, and priestcraft ban ; 
 Justice and faith are God in man. 
 
 346 T's. M. Beaumont. 
 
 I-nbjarti 33cacc. 
 
 1 As earth's pageant passes by, 
 Let reflection turn thine eye 
 Liward, and observe thy breast ; 
 There alone dwells solid rest. 
 
 6 That 's a close immured tower, 
 Which can mock all hostile power ; 
 To thyself a tenant be, 
 And inhabit safe and free. 
 
 3 Say not that this house is small, 
 Girt up in a narrow wall ; 
 In a cleanly, sober mind. 
 Heaven itself full room doth find. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 347, 348 
 
 4 The infinite Creator can 
 
 Dwell in it ; and may not man ? 
 Here, content, make thy abode 
 With thyself and with thy God. 
 
 347 7s. M. Beaumont. 
 
 1 Hope, though slow slie be, and late, 
 Yet outruns swift time and fate ; 
 And aforehand loves to be 
 
 With most remote futurity. 
 
 2 Hope is comfort in distress ; 
 Hope is in misfortune bliss ; 
 Hope, in sorrow, is delight ; 
 Hope is day in darkest night. 
 
 3 Hope casts anchor upward, where 
 Storms durst never domineer ; 
 Trust ; and Hope will welcome thee 
 From storms to full security. 
 
 348 L. M. 6 1. Sarah F. Adams. 
 
 t^f^S ^^^ 'b^ Bone. 
 
 1 He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower, 
 Alike they 're needful for the flower ; 
 And joys and tears alike are sent 
 To give the soul fit nourishment. 
 
349 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 As comes to me or cloud or sun, 
 Father ! thy will, not mine, be done. 
 
 2 Can loving childi-en e'er reprove 
 
 With murmurs, whom they trust and love ? 
 
 Creator ! I would ever be 
 
 A trusting, loving child to thee : 
 
 As comes to me or cloud or sun, 
 
 Father ! thy will, not mine, be done. 
 
 3 O ! ne'er will I at life repine — 
 Enough that thou hast made it mine. 
 When falls the shadow cold of death, 
 I yet will sing with parting breath. 
 As comes to me or shade or sun, 
 Father ! thy will, not mine, be done. 
 
 o49 L. M. Hymns and Anthems. 
 
 1 Though wandering in a stranger-land, 
 Though on the waste no altar stand, 
 Take comfort ! thou art not alone, 
 
 While Faith hath marked thee for her own. 
 
 2 Would'st thou a temple ? look above. 
 The heavens stretch over all in love : 
 A book ? for thine evangel scan 
 The wondrous history of man. 
 
MISCELLA>EOUS SUBJECTS. 350, 351 
 
 3 And though no organ-peal be heard, 
 In harmony the winds are stin-ed ; 
 And there the morning stars upraise 
 Their ancient songs of deathless praise. 
 
 350 C. M. Robert Nicoll. 
 5I!onor all i«cn. 
 
 1 I 3IAT not scorn the meanest thing 
 
 That on the earth doth crawl ; 
 The slave who dares not burst his chain, 
 The tyrant in his hall. 
 
 2 The vile oppressor who hath made 
 
 The widowed mother mourn, 
 Though worthless, soulless, he may stand, 
 I cannot, dare not scorn. 
 
 3 The darkest night that shrouds the sky 
 
 Of beauty hath a share ; 
 The blackest heart hath signs to tell 
 That God still lingers there. 
 
 351 C. M. Sarah F. Adams. 
 
 Ijast anti jFuture. 
 
 1 O HALLOWED memories of the past, 
 Ye legends old and fair. 
 Still be your light upon us cast, 
 Your music on the air. 
 
352 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 2 For hearts the beautiful that feel, 
 
 Whose pulse of love beats strong, 
 The openmg heavens new^ light reveal. 
 Glory to God, their song. 
 
 3 And while from out our dying dust 
 
 Light more than life doth stream, 
 We bless the faith that bids us trust 
 The heaven that we dream. 
 
 4 Then, hallowed memories of the past, 
 
 Or legends old and fair, 
 Still be your light upon us cast, 
 Your music on the air. 
 
 352 S. M. W. J. Fox. 
 
 ^Trutl) ncbcr JBieB, 
 
 1 Once in the busy streets 
 
 Did Wisdom cry aloud ; 
 And then she perished, mid the scoffs 
 Of the misguided crowd. 
 
 2 Once in the quiet grove 
 
 Did Wisdom's accents charm ; 
 And then she perished by the blows 
 Of Conquest's iron arm. 
 
 3 But ever, in the skies. 
 
 In earth, and sea, and air. 
 Does Wisdom teach the human heart, 
 And none can crush her there. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 353 
 
 4 Systems and teachers change, 
 They flourish and decay ; 
 But ne'er from Nature's truth and love 
 Shall Wisdom pass away. 
 
 353 L. M. 6 1. Mrs. Hemans. 
 
 €|)c Xcimelcss i?Harti)rs. 
 
 1 The kings of old have slu*ine and tomb 
 In many a minster's haughty gloom ; 
 And green, along the ocean side, 
 
 The mounds arise where heroes died ; 
 But shew me on thy flowery breast, 
 Earth ! where thy nameless martyrs rest ! 
 
 2 The thousands that uncheered by i)raise, 
 Have made one offering of their days ; 
 For truth, for heaven, for freedom's sake, 
 Resigned the bitter cup to take ; 
 
 And silently, in fearless faith. 
 Bowing their noble souls to death. 
 
 3 Where sleep they ? Woods and sounding waves 
 Ai*e silent of those hidden graves ; 
 
 Yet what if no light footstep there 
 In pilgrmi-love and awe repair — 
 They sleep in secret ; but their sod, 
 Unknown to man, is maiked of Go§ ! 
 
354 MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 
 
 854 C. M. Sarah F. Adams. 
 
 Il^opc nci)cr iSies. 
 
 1 The world may change from old to new, 
 
 From new to old again ; 
 Yet hope and heaven, forever true, 
 
 Within man's heart remain. 
 The di'eams that bless the weaiy soul. 
 
 The struggles of the strong. 
 Are steps towards some happy goal. 
 
 The stoiy of hope's song. 
 
 2 Hope leads the child to plant the flower, 
 
 The man to sow the seed ; 
 Nor leaves fulfilment to her horn*, — 
 
 But prompts again to deed. 
 And ere uj)on the old man's dust 
 
 The grass is seen to wave, 
 We look tlu'ough falling tears, — to trust 
 
 Hope's sunshine on the grave. 
 
 3 O no ! it is no flattering lure. 
 
 No fancy weak or fond ; 
 When hope would bid us rest secure 
 
 Li better life beyond. 
 Nor love, nor shame, nor grief, nor sin. 
 
 Her promise may gainsay ; 
 The voite divine hath spoke within, 
 
 And God did ne'er betray. 
 
MISCELLANEOUS SUBJECTS. 355 
 
 355 7s. M. W. J. Fox. 
 
 i3urposes of Hffc. 
 
 1 Not for false and fleeting joys, 
 Pleasure that while tasted cloys ; 
 Not for self-inflicted avo 
 
 Did God place us here below : 
 
 2 But for wisdom, happiness. 
 Blessed life, and life to bless — 
 Love, the soul of deity, 
 
 And progress through eternity : 
 
 3 For cultured earth and concpiered wave. 
 Fancy bright, and science grave. 
 Mind and heart with blending powers, 
 Building more than Eden's bowers ; 
 
 4 And for mutual love and aid, 
 Never weary nor dismayed. 
 Strength renewing, as we rise 
 Upward to unchanging skies. 
 
particular iilctrcs* 
 
 356 p. 31. H. Ware, Jun. 
 
 ^Pvajcr at J^orning anti JEbeninfl. 
 
 1 To prayer, to prayer! for the morning breaks. 
 And earth m her Maker's smile awakes : 
 
 His light is on all below and above — 
 The light of gladness, and life, and love. 
 O, then, on the breath of this early air. 
 Send upward the incense of grateful prayer. 
 
 2 To prayer ! for the glorious sun is gone. 
 
 And the gathering darkness of night comes on : 
 Like a curtain from God's kind hand it flows. 
 To shade the couch where his children repose. 
 Then kneel, while the watching stars are bright. 
 And give your last thoughts to the Guardian of 
 niffht. 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 357 
 
 357 P. 31. Spirit of the Ps. 
 
 2:f)e Jl^oli) Cfijost tt)c Comforter. 
 
 1 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 
 
 His tender, last farewell, 
 A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed 
 With us to dwell. 
 
 2 He came in tongues of living flame, 
 
 To teach, convince, subdue ; 
 All-powerful as the wind he came, 
 As viewless too. 
 
 3 He came sweet influence to impart, 
 
 A gracious, willing Guest, 
 While he can find one humble heart 
 Wherein to rest. 
 
 4 And his that gentle voice we hear, 
 
 Sofl; as the breath of even. 
 That checks each fault, that calms each fear. 
 And speaks of heaven. 
 
 5 And every virtue we possess, 
 
 And every- victory won. 
 And every thought of holiness, 
 Are his alone. 
 
 6 Spu-it of purity and grace, 
 
 Our weakness, pitjing, see ; 
 O, make our hearts thy dwelling-place, 
 And worthier thee. 
 
358, 359 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 358 p. M. . Heber. 
 
 1 Holy, holy, holy. Lord God Almighty ! 
 
 Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee ; 
 Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ! 
 
 All thy works shall praise thy name in earth, sky 
 and sea. 
 
 2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee, 
 
 Castmg down their golden crowns around the 
 glassy sea ; 
 Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, 
 Which wert and art and evermore shall be. 
 
 3 Holy, holy, holy ! Though the darkness hide Thee, 
 
 Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not 
 see. 
 Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, 
 Perfect m power, in love, and purity ! 
 
 359 ^ & 5s. M. Select Hymns. 
 
 aXeunion in ?i^eabcn. 
 
 1 When shall we meet again ? 
 Meet ne'er to sever ? 
 When will Peace wreath her chain, 
 Round us forever ? 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 359 
 
 Our hearts will ne'er repose 
 Safe from each blast that blows 
 In this dark vale of woes — 
 Never — no, Never I 
 
 2 When shall love freely flow, 
 
 Pure as life's river ? 
 When shall sweet friendship glow, 
 
 Changeless forever ? 
 . Where joys celestial tlirill. 
 Where bliss each heart shall fill, 
 And fears of parting chill — 
 
 Never — no, Never ! 
 
 3 Up to that world of light, 
 
 Take us, dear Saviour ; 
 May we all there unite, 
 
 Happy forever : 
 Where kindred spirits dwell, 
 There may our music swell. 
 And time our joys dispel — 
 
 Never — no. Never I 
 
 4 Soon shall we meet again — 
 
 Meet ne'er to sever ; 
 Soon will Peace wreath her chain 
 
 Round us forever : 
 Our hearts will then repose 
 Secure from worldly woes ; 
 Our songs of praise shall close 
 
 Never — no. Never ! 
 
360, 361 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 360 6s. M. Luther. 
 Srje 3icatf) of plartgrs, 
 
 1 Flung to the heedless winds, 
 
 Or on the waters cast. 
 Their ashes shall be watched, 
 
 And gathered at the last : 
 And from that scattered dust, 
 
 Around us and abroad. 
 Shall spring a plenteous seed 
 
 Of witnesses for God. 
 
 2 The Father hath received 
 
 Their latest living breath; 
 Yet vain is Satan's boast 
 
 Of victory in then* death : 
 Still, still, though dead, they speak. 
 
 And trumpet-tongued, proclaim 
 To many a wakening land 
 
 The one availing name. 
 
 361 6 & 5s. M. Anon. 
 
 Scdtmfl ^Protection. 
 
 1 O Thou who hearest prayer. 
 Through his submission, 
 Who did our sorrows bear. 
 Hear our petition : 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 362 
 
 Lead us in thine own way ; 
 Grant us, we humbly praj', 
 For all our sins this day, 
 Holy contrition. 
 
 2 They shall lie down in peace, 
 
 Lord, whom thou keepest ; 
 Thy mercies never cease ; 
 
 Thou never sleepest : 
 Guard us till morning's ray, 
 Bid us again essay. 
 Who shall pour forth the lay. 
 
 Loudest and deepest. 
 
 362 C. H. M. CO.VDER. 
 
 Mcssctincss of <Sut)mfssfon in STrrals. 
 
 1 When I can trust my all with God, 
 
 In trial's fearful hour. 
 Bow, all resigned, beneath his rod. 
 
 And bless his sparing power, 
 A joy springs up amid distress, 
 A fountain in the wilderness. 
 
 2 O, to be brought to Jesus' feet. 
 
 Though trials fix me there, 
 Is still a privilege most sweet. 
 
 For he will hear my prayer; 
 Though sighs and tears its language be. 
 The Lord is nigh to answer me. 
 21 
 
363 PARTICULAR METRES, 
 
 3 O, blessed be the band that gave, — 
 
 Still blessed when it takes ; 
 Blessed be he who smites to save, — 
 
 Who heals the heart he breaks : 
 Perfect and true are all his ways, 
 Whom heaven adores and death obeys. 
 
 363 6&10s,M. Martineau's CoL, 
 
 Sloofeina unto Scsus, 
 
 1 Thou, who didst stoop below, 
 To drain the cup of wo, 
 
 And wear the form of frail mortality, — 
 
 Thy blessed labors done. 
 
 Thy crown of victory won, — 
 Hast passed from earth — passed to thy home on high, 
 
 2 It was no path of flowers. 
 Through this dark world of ours, 
 
 Beloved of the Father, thou didst tread ; 
 
 And shall we in dismay, 
 
 Shrink from the narrow way. 
 When clouds and darkness are around it spread? 
 
 3 O Thou, who art our life, 
 
 Be with us through fhe strife ; 
 Thy own meek head by rudest storms was bowed ; 
 
 Raise thou our eyes above, 
 
 To see a Father's love 
 Beam, like a bow of promise, through the cloud. 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 364, 365 
 
 4 E'en through the awful gloom, 
 
 Which hovers o'er the tomb, 
 That light of love our guiding star shall be ; 
 
 Our spirits shall not dread 
 
 The shado^\y way to tread, 
 Friend, Guardian, Saviour, which doth lead to thee. 
 
 364 p. M. Bishop Heber. 
 lEbenfng ^spiratfon. 
 
 1 God that madest earth and heaven, 
 
 Darkness and light! 
 Who the day for toil hast given, 
 
 For rest the night ! 
 May thine angel guards defend us. 
 Slumber sweet thy mercy send us, 
 Holy dreams and hopes attend us. 
 
 This livelong night ! 
 
 365 11&8S. M. Epis. CoL. 
 2rt)tinfes3i^infl antr ^arafse m ti)e <Sanctuarj». 
 
 1 Be joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth; 
 
 O, serve him with gladness and fear ; 
 Exult in his presence with music and mirth ; 
 W^ith love and devotion draw near. 
 
 2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone. 
 
 Creator and Ruler o'er all ; 
 And we are his people ; his sceptre we own ; 
 His sheep, and we follow his call. 
 
366 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 3 O, enter his gates with thanksgiving and song ; 
 
 Your vows in his temple proclaim ; 
 His praise in melodious accordance prolong, 
 And bless his adorable name. 
 
 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, 
 
 And we are the work of his hand; 
 His mercy and truth from eternity stood. 
 And shall to eternity stand. 
 
 366 P. M. H. Ware, Jr. 
 
 3Saster JB^mrm. 
 
 1 Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, 
 For Jesus hath risen, and man cannot die. 
 
 Vain were the terrors that gathered around hkn, 
 And short the dominion of death and the grave ; 
 He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound him, 
 Resplendent in glory, to live and to save. 
 Loud was the chorus of angels on high. 
 The Saviour hath risen and man caimot die. 
 
 2 Glory to God, in full anthems of joy ; 
 
 The being he gave us, death cannot destroy. 
 Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow, 
 If tears were our birth-right, and death were our end ; 
 But Jesus hath clieered the dark valley of sorrow. 
 And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend. 
 Lift then your voices to triumph on high, 
 For Jesus hath risen and man cannot die. 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 3G7, 368 
 
 367 8&oGs. M. C. Smart. 
 
 1 We sing of God, the mighty source 
 Of all things, the stupendous force 
 
 On which all things depend ; 
 From whose right ann, beneath whose eyes 
 All period, power, and enterprise 
 
 Commence, and reign, and end. 
 
 2 The world, the clustering spheres, he made ; 
 The glorious light, the soothing shade, 
 
 Dale, champaign, grove and hill ; 
 The multitudinous abyss, 
 Where secrecy remains in bliss 
 
 And wisdom hides her skill. 
 
 3 Tell them I am, Jehovah said 
 
 To Moses, while earth heard with di-ead ; 
 
 And, smitten to the heart, 
 At once above, beneath, around, 
 All nature, without voice or sound, 
 
 Replied, O Lord, thou art. 
 
 368 8 & 6s. M. Ano>ymous. 
 "2:1)2 mm ht Bone." 
 
 1 3Iy God, my Father, while I stray 
 Far from my home, on life's rough way, 
 O, teach me from my heart to say, 
 " Thy will, my God, be done." 
 
3(39 
 
 PARTICULAR METRES, 
 
 2 Though dark my path, and sad my iot^ 
 Let me be still, and murmur not. 
 
 And breathe the prayer divinely taught., 
 " Thy will, my God, be done." 
 
 3 If thou should'st call me to resign 
 
 What most I prize — it ne'er was mine, — 
 I only yield thee what is thine ; 
 "Thy wUl, my God, be done." 
 
 4 Renew my will from day to day. 
 Blend it with thine, and take away 
 Whate'er now makes it hard to say, 
 
 « Thy will, my God, be done." 
 
 369 p. M. Cameronian Hymn* 
 
 ^pra^er of tlje 3.9ersccutctr. 
 
 1 Oh thou who dwelFst in the Heavens high 
 Above the &lai-s, and within yon sky ; 
 Where the dazzling fields never needed light 
 Of the sun by day or the moon by night : 
 
 2 Though shining millions around thee stand,. 
 For the sake of him, w^ho 's at thy right hand, 
 Oh! think of those that have cost him so dear. 
 Still chained in doubt, and in darkness here, 
 
 3 Our night is dreary, and dim our day ; 
 And, if thou turnest thy face away. 
 We are sinful, feeble, and helpless dust ; 
 And have none to look to and none to trust. 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 370 
 
 4 The powei*s of darkness are all abroad, 
 They own no Saviour, and fear no God ; 
 And we are trembling in mute dismay. 
 Oh turn not thou thy face away ! 
 
 5 Thine aid, O mighty God, we crave, 
 Not shortened is thine arm to save ; 
 Afar from thee we now sojom-n, 
 Return to us. Oh God, return. 
 
 370 P. M. George Herbert. 
 
 1 King of Glory, King of Peace, 
 
 I will love thee ; 
 And, that love may never cease, 
 I will move thee. 
 
 2 Thou hast granted my request ; 
 
 Thou hast heard me : 
 Thou didst note my working breast ; 
 Thou hast spared me. 
 
 3 Wherefore with my utmost art 
 
 I will sing thee. 
 
 And the cream of all my heart 
 
 I will bring thee. 
 
 4 Though my sins against me cried, 
 
 Thou didst clear me ; 
 
 And alone, when they replied, 
 
 TliDU didst hear me. 
 
371 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 5 Seven whole clays, not one in seven, 
 
 I will praise thee ; 
 In my heart, though not in heaven, 
 I can raise thee. 
 
 6 Small it is, in this poor sort 
 
 To enroll thee : 
 E'en eternity's too short 
 To extol thee. 
 
 371 P. M. Warren St. Col. 
 
 S^rfumpf). 
 
 1 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness! 
 
 Awake ! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more ; 
 Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness, 
 Arise ! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 
 
 2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued 
 
 them 
 And scattered then* legions, was mightier far ; 
 They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued 
 them, 
 Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. 
 
 3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee 
 
 Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be ; 
 Shout ! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee, 
 Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is fi'ee. 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 37l2, 373 
 
 372 8s. M. IIOGG. 
 
 (GoU of Hifr. 
 
 2 Blessed be thy name forever, 
 Thou of Hfe the Guard and Giver ! 
 Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping, 
 Heal the heart long broke with weeping : 
 God of stillness and of motion, 
 Of the desert and the ocean. 
 Of the mountain, rock, and river, 
 Blessed be thy name forever ! 
 
 2 Tliou who slumberest not nor sleepest, 
 Blest are they thon kindly keepest. 
 God of evening's parthig ray, 
 Of midnight gloom, and dawning day — 
 That rises from the azure sea 
 Like breathings of eternity ; 
 God of life ! that fade shall never, 
 Blessed be thy name forever ! 
 
 373 10 & 9s. M. Longfellow. 
 
 E\)c jFlotocrs. 
 
 1 Wondrous truths, and manifold as wondrous, 
 God hath written in the stars above ; 
 But not less in the bright flowerets under us 
 Stands the revelation of his love. 
 
374, 375 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 2 Bright and glorious is that revelation 
 
 Written all over this great world of ours ; 
 Making evident our ovt^n creation 
 
 In these stars of earth, these golden flowers. 
 
 9 And with childlike, credulous affection, 
 We behold their tender buds expand ; 
 Emblems of our own great resurrection, 
 Emblems of the bright and better land ! 
 
 374 7 & 6s. M. Christian Ballads. 
 
 ©ur ©ountfi). 
 
 1 Now pray we for our country, 
 
 Pray that it long may be 
 The holy, and the happy, 
 
 And the gloriously free ! 
 Wlio blesseth her is blessed ! 
 
 So peace be in her walls ; 
 And joy in all her villages, 
 
 Her cottages, and halls. 
 
 375 7 & 8s. M. J. Johns. 
 
 33raisc. 
 
 1 Praise to thee, all holy God, 
 
 From the world, the race, thou rulest ; 
 From the green earth's dewy sod : 
 
 From the wayward hearts thou schoolest — 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 376 
 
 2 Teach us, glorious Being, still 
 In our hearts to feel thy glory ! 
 N^ature ever works thy will — 
 May we read her gentle story. 
 
 376 p. M. W. J. Fox. 
 
 Zvwc »Kt'orst)fp. 
 
 1 Gracious Power, the world penading, 
 Blessing all, and none upbraiding, 
 
 We are met to worship thee ; 
 Not in formal adorations, 
 Nor with senile deprecations, 
 
 But in spirit true and free. 
 
 2 By thy wisdom mind is lighted, 
 By thy love the heart excited, 
 
 Light and love all flow from thee ; 
 And the soul of thought and feelmg, 
 In the voice thy praises pealing, 
 
 Must thy noblest homage be. 
 
 3 Not alone in our devotion. 
 In all being, life, and motion, 
 
 We the present Godhead see : 
 Gracious Power, the world pervading. 
 Blessing all, and none upbraiding. 
 
 We are met to worship thee. 
 
377, 378 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 377 p. M. BOWRING. 
 
 1 Ancient of Ages ! humbly iDcnt before thee, 
 Songs of glad homage. Lord ! to thee we bring ; 
 Touched by thy spirit, O teach us to adore thee, 
 Sole God and Father, everlasting King ; 
 
 Let thy light attend us. 
 Let thy grace befriend us ! 
 Eternal, unrivalled, all-directing King ! 
 
 2 Send forth thy mandate, gather in the nations, 
 Through the wide universe thy name be known ; 
 Millions of voices shall join in adorations — 
 Join to adore thee. Undivided One ! 
 
 Every soul invited. 
 Every voice united — 
 United to praise thee. Undivided One ! 
 
 378 P. M. . Sarah F. Adams. 
 l>feaver to <2Sotr. 
 
 1 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 E'en though it be a cross 
 
 That raise til me : 
 Still all my song would be. 
 Nearer, my God, to thee — 
 
 Neai'er to thee ! 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 378 
 
 2 Though hke the wanderer, 
 
 The sun gone c1o\mi, 
 Darkness be over me, 
 
 My rest a stone ; 
 Yet m my dreams I 'd be. 
 Nearer, my God, to thee — 
 
 Nearer to thee I 
 
 3 There let the way appear, 
 
 Steps unto heaven ; 
 All that thou send'st me. 
 
 In mercy given: 
 Angels to beckon me 
 Neai-er, my God, to tiiee — 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 
 4 Then Avitli my waking thoughts, 
 
 Bright with tliy praise. 
 Out of my stony griefs. 
 
 Bethel I'll raise : 
 So by my woes to be 
 Nearer, my God, to thee — 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 
 5 Or if on joyful wing 
 
 Cleaving the sky. 
 Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 
 Upwards I fly : 
 Still all my song shall be. 
 Nearer, my God, to thee — 
 
 Nearer to thee ! 
 
379 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 379 6 & 4s. Ano>-ymous. 
 
 ©rtrainmg a 212^cstcrn ^issionar^. 
 
 1 Where, for a thousand miles, 
 The sweet Ohio smiles. 
 
 On bed of sand ; 
 Where prairies blossom broad, 
 Fair gardens sown by God, 
 And lakes their ocean-flood. 
 
 Pour from his hand ; 
 
 2 Where sleep, in rest profound, 
 Beneath each ancient mound, 
 
 A buried race ; 
 There, brother, go and teach ; 
 From heart to heart shall reach, 
 Thy free and earnest speech, 
 
 Of heavenly grace. 
 
 3 Where the tall forest waves. 
 Above those mouldering graves, 
 
 God's Truth declare ; 
 While his " fii'st Temples " spread 
 Their arches o'er thy head, 
 Lift, o'er the slumbering dead, 
 
 The voice of prayer. 
 
 4 While rolls the living tide, 
 Down Alleghany's side, 
 
 Its ceaseless flood ; 
 Upon the moimtains, there, 
 How beautiful appear, 
 The feet of those who bear, 
 
 Tidings of good. 
 
PARTICULAR METRES. 380 
 
 5 O thou, whose suns and rains, 
 Upon those mighty plains, 
 
 Fall evermore ; 
 Send down the dews of peace, 
 The sun of righteousness, 
 And let thy light increase 
 
 From shore to shore. 
 
 380 P. M. From Fexelox. 
 
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 1 Living or dying, Lord, I would be thine I 
 O, what is life ? 
 A toil, a strife, 
 Were it not lighted by thy love divine. 
 I ask not wealth, 
 I crave not health — 
 Living or dying. Lord, I would be thine ! 
 
 2 O what is death. 
 When the poor breath 
 
 ti parting can the soul to thee resign ; 
 
 While patient love 
 
 Her trust doth prove — 
 Living or dying. Lord, I would be thine ! 
 
 3 Throughout my days, 
 Be constant praise 
 
 Uplift to thee from out this heart of mine : 
 
 So shall I be 
 
 Brought nearer thee — 
 Living or dying. Lord, I would be thine ! 
 
381 PARTICULAR METRES. 
 
 381 p. M. W. J. Fox. 
 
 Sr|)e "Nohle JBmtj, 
 
 1 Call them from the dead 
 For our eyes to see ; 
 
 Prophet-bards, whose awful word 
 Shook the earth, " Thus saith the Lord," 
 And made the idols flee — 
 A glorious company ! 
 
 2 Call them from the dead 
 For our eyes to see : 
 
 Sons of wisdom, song, and power. 
 Giving earth her richest dower, 
 And making nations free — 
 A glorious company ! 
 
 3 Call them from the dead 
 For our eyes to see : 
 
 Forms of beauty, love, and grace, 
 " Sunshine in the shady place," 
 That made it life to be — 
 A blessed company ! 
 
 4 Call them from the dead — 
 Vain the call will be ; 
 
 But the hand of Death shall lay, 
 Like that of Christ, its healing clay 
 On eyes which then shall see 
 That glorious company ! 
 
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CHANTS, 
 
 AND 
 
 SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. 
 
 Remarks. — The design, in appending to this Collection 
 of Hymns a compilation of Chants, and Selections for 
 Chanting, is, to furnish to congregations the means of 
 joining in this most devotional style of sacred music ; and, 
 with this view, the chants inserted have been selected or 
 composed rather with reference to simplicity and ease of 
 performance, than to striking musical effect. No progres- 
 sions, either of harmony or melody, have been admitted, 
 except of a natural and easy kind, and the parts kept en- 
 tirely icitlun the compass of the voices for which they are 
 intended. It is believed that the musical abilities usually 
 found among the members of congregations will enable 
 them, with a little attention to the subject, to join, under 
 the lead of a competent chorister, — and more certainly 
 under the lead of a good choir, — in the chant; and that 
 its occasional use will not only be highly interesting and 
 salutary in itself, but that it will heighten, by contrast, the 
 effect of the sacred melodies and harmonies now so gen- 
 erally used in connection with metrical psalmody. 
 
 Chants, generally, are either of two, three, or four 
 strains ; and each strain consists of the chanting note, or 
 chord, and a cadence of either two or of three measures. 
 The chanting note, or chord, is expressed by a single note, 
 or chord, filling one measure, but which is to be continued, 
 without regard to time, sufficiently long to recite that por- 
 tion of the verse to which it is applied, with due regard to 
 articulation, accent, punctuation, and expression. The 
 cadences are to be sung in time. Some chants are not of 
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REMARKS ON CIIAXTS AND CH.INTING. 
 
 this regular construction, and good effects are often pro- 
 duced by these pecufiar chants. 
 
 Selections for Chanting have generally been made 
 from the Scriptures ; but there is no good reason why 
 they should be exclusively so made. Metrical compositions 
 generally, and particularly those of a devotional or suppliant 
 character, can be most effectively performed in this man- 
 ner. Many hymns, which are, on account of irregularity in 
 the accent or in the structure of the stanzas, ill adapted to 
 a common tune, and therefore are either excluded from 
 our hymn books or but seldom used, may be retained and 
 performed in this way with the best effect. 
 
 Chanting should be performed, generally, with much less 
 power of voice than is requisite in singing common tunes ; 
 and, perhaps, the best rule which can be adopted is, to use no 
 more exertion than would be necessary in reading the verse 
 to an audience, and, above all, to keep the voice subservient 
 to the general effect produced by the choir or congregation. 
 
 Marks used in these Selections: — 
 
 The dash ( — ), which marks the places where the 
 breath may be most advantageously taken. The breath 
 should never be drawn except at a pause. 
 
 The upright dash ( | ), which corresponds to the bars of 
 the chant, and marks the portions of the verse to be applied 
 to the measures of the cadences. 
 
 The double dash ( == ), which signifies that a syllable is 
 to be continued through the measure. 
 
 The points ( •• ), which assign the syllables in a measure 
 to the first or last half of a measure. 
 
 The Compiler. 
 
 iX^ Note to Mimsters. — The number of the 
 Selectio.x, and not tJiat of the Cliant, should he given 
 out from the pulpit. 
 
 Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1843, by 
 
 GOULD, KENDALL, & LINCOLN, 
 
 In the Clerk'a Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. 
 
CHANTS, AND SELECTIONS FOR CHANTL\G. 
 No. 1. Dr. Clarke. 
 
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 1. PSALM CXXII. 1-4, 6—9. 
 
 1 I WAS glad when they said unto me, — 
 
 let us go into the I house.. of the | Lord. 
 .2 Our feet shill stand within thy | gates,.. O Je- [ rusalem. 
 
 3 Jerusalem is buikled as a city that is com- 1 pact.'. to-| getheri 
 i Whither the tril)es go up. — the tribes of the Lord, 
 
 unto the testimony of Israel, — 
 
 to give thanks unto tiie | name .. of the | Lord. 
 
 6 Pray for the peace of Jerusalem : — 
 ' tliey shall | prosper . .tliat | love thee. 
 
 .7 Peace be within tliy walls, — 
 
 and prosperity with- | in.. thy | palaces. 
 
 '8 For my brethren and companions' sakes, 
 [ I will now say. — | Peace . . be with-J in thee. 
 
 .9 Because of the house of the Lord our God, — 
 I will I seek . . thy | good. 
 
 ?. ISAIAH LVI. 4—7. 
 
 Thus saith the Lord 
 
 unto them that | keep . . my | Sabbaths, 
 And choose the things that please me, 
 
 and take | liold . . of my | covenant. 
 
 Even unto them will I give, in mine house, 
 
 Sand within mv walls, — a place and a name 
 better than of| sons .. and of] daughters. 
 I will give them an everlasting name, — 
 that shall | not.. be | cut otf. 
 
 f Also the sons of the stranger, 
 
 \ that join themselves to the Lord, to serve him,- 
 i and to love the I name . . of the | Lord, 
 ' Even them will I brinor to my holy mountain, — 
 and make them joyful in my | house . . of | prayer. 
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 3. PSALM CXIX. 97—104. 
 
 97 O, HOW I love thy law! — 
 
 it is my meditation through | all . . the | day. 
 
 98 Thou, through thy commandments, 
 
 hast made me wiser than mine enemies ; — 
 for I they . . are | ev . . er | with me. 
 
 99 I have more understanding than all my teachers; 
 
 for thy testimonies are my | med . • i- | tation. 
 
 100 I understand more than the ancients, 
 
 be- I cause . . I | keep . . thy | precepts. 
 
 101 I have refrained my feet from every evil way, — 
 
 that I might | keep . . thy | word. 
 
 102 I have not departed from thy judgments; — 
 
 for I thou, . . O I Lord, . . hast | taught me. 
 ■ 103 How sweet are thy words unto my taste ! — 
 I Yea, — sweeter than | honey . . to my | mouth. 
 
 ^104 Through thy precepts I get understanding; — 
 
 therefore I | h.^te . . every ] false := | way. 
 
 HYMN. 6s & 4s. 
 
 1 To-day the Saviour calls :- 
 
 Ye I wanderers, | come; — 
 O, ye benighted | souls, . . 
 Why 1 longer ( roam 1 
 
 2 To-day the Saviour calls; — 
 
 O, j hear him | now ; 
 Withm these sacred | walls 
 To I Jesus I bow. 
 
 [See Hymn 453.] 
 
 HYMN. 6, 6, & 4s. 
 
 Lowly and solemn be 
 
 Thy children's cry to thee, — 
 
 J Father ..di- | vine; 
 A hymn of suppliant breath, — 
 Owning that life and | death . . 
 
 A- I like . . are | thine. [See Hymn 680. j 
 
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 No. a 
 
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 5, 8, & 6. 
 
 1 My God, my Father, — while I stray 
 
 Far from my home, on | life's, .rough | way, 
 O, teach me from my heart to say, — 
 " Thy I will, . . my I God, . . be | done." 
 
 2 Though dark my path, and sad my lot, — 
 Let me be still, and | mur..mur | not. 
 And breathe the prayer divinely taught, — 
 
 " Thy I will,. . my f God, . . be | done." 
 
 3 What though in lonely grief I sigh 
 
 For friends beloved no J long . . er | nigh ; 
 Submissive still would I reply, — 
 " Thy I will, . . my I God, . . be | done." 
 
 4 If thou shouldst call me to resign 
 
 What most I prize, — it | ne'er . . was | mine, 
 I only yield thee what is thine ; — 
 "Thy I will, .my | God,.. be | done." 
 
 7. FAST DAY. [From Daniel ix.] 
 
 O Lord, — the great and | dread . . ful | God, 
 [ Keeping covenant and mercy to them that love him, — 
 and to I them . . that | keep . . his com- | mandments. 
 
 We have sinned, and have committed iniquity, 
 I and have done wickedly, and | have . . re- | belled, 
 .Even by departing from 
 
 thy I precepts . . and | from . . thy | judgments. 
 
 O Lord, righteousness be- I longeth . . unto | thee ; 
 I But unto us confusion of face ; as at this day, — 
 . because we have | sinned, .a- | gainst = | thee. 
 
 'Now, therefore, O our God, — hear the prayer of thy 
 I servants, and their | sup. .pli- | cations 5 
 .And cause thy face to shine upon thy 
 
 sanctuary that is desolate, | for. .the | Lord's = | sake. 
 
 ■ For we do not present our supplications 
 I before thee for | our = \ righteousness, 
 . But for I thy . . great | mer- = | cies 
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 8. 
 
 PSALM XXIII. 
 
 1 The Lord is my Shepherd ; — I | shall . . not | want. 
 
 2 He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: — 
 
 He leadeth me beside the | still = | waters. 
 
 3 He restoreth my soul ; — he leadeth me 
 
 in the paths of righteousness 
 for his [ name's = | sake. — 
 
 4 Yea, — though I walk through the valley 
 
 of the shadow of death, 
 
 I will fear no evil : — for thou art with me, — 
 
 thy rod and thy | staff. . they | comfort me. 
 -5 Thou preparest a table before me 
 I in the presence of mine enemies : — 
 : thou anointest my head with oil j — 
 I my I cup . . runneth | over. 
 .6 Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me 
 
 all the days of my life ; — 
 
 and I shall dwell in the house of the [ Lord . . for- | ever. 
 
 d. 
 
 PSALM cm. 8—13. 
 
 The Lord is merciful and gracious, — 
 
 slow to anger, — and | plenteous . . in | mercy. 
 He will not always chide, 
 
 neither will he keep his J anger . . for- | ever. 
 He hath not dealt with us after our sins j — 
 
 nor rewarded us according to | our , . in- | iquities : 
 For as the heaven is high above the earth, — 
 
 so great is his mercy toward | them . . that | fear him. 
 As far as the east is from the west, — 
 
 so far hath he removed our trans- | gres . . sions j from us. 
 Like as a father pitieth his children, — 
 
 so the Lord pitieth | them . . that | fear him. 
 
 • This chant, and Nos. 5, 9, 19, and 21, are taken, bv permission, from L. Mason's 
 'Book of Chants." 
 
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 10. PSALM LXV. 4, b, 8—11, 13. 
 
 4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, — 
 
 and causest to approach unto thee, — 
 that he may | dwell., in thy ( courts: 
 We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, 
 even of thy | ho . . ly | temple. 
 
 5 By terrible things in righteousness 
 
 wilt thou answer us, — 
 O I God of . . our sal- | vation, — 
 Who art tlie confiilence of all the earth, 
 
 and of them tliat are afar | off. .upon the | sea. 
 
 8 They that dwell in the uttermost parts 
 
 are a- | fraid . . at thy | tokens ; — 
 Thou makest the outgoings of tiie morning 
 and I evening . . to re- | joice. 
 
 9 Thou visitest the earth and waterest it; — 
 
 thou greatly enrichcst it with the river of God, — 
 wiiich is I lull . . of I water. 
 Thou prcparest them corn 
 
 wlieu tliou hast so pro- | vi , . dcd | for it. 
 
 10 Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly ; — 
 
 thou settest the | furrows .. there- | of; 
 Thou makest it soft with showers ; 
 
 thou blessest the | springing . . there- | of. 
 
 11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; — 
 
 and thy | paths . . drop I fatness. 
 13 The pastures are clothea with flocks, — 
 the valleys also with corn; — 
 they shout for J joy . . and | sing. 
 
 11, PSALM XCII. 12—15. 
 
 12 The righteous shall | flourish .. like the | palm-tree; 
 • He shall grow like a | cedar . . in | Lebanon. 
 
 13 Those that be planted in the | house . . of the | Lord^ 
 Shall flourish in the | courts of. . our | God. 
 
 14 They shall bring forth | fruit in . . old | age; 
 They shall be | fat . . and | flourishing. 
 
 15 To show that the | Lord . . is | upright ; 
 He is my Rock, — 
 
 there is no un- | righteousness . . in | him. 
 
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 PSALM XIX. 
 
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 The heavens declare the glory of God; — 
 
 and the firmament showetli his | handy = j work. 
 
 Day unto day uttereth speech, — 
 
 and night unto | night . . showeth | knowledge. 
 
 There is no speech nor language where 
 
 their | voice . . is not | heard. 
 Their line is gone out through all the earth, — 
 
 and their words to the ( end . . of the | earth. 
 
 In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun, — 
 
 which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, 
 
 and rejoiceth as a strong man to | run . . a | race. 
 His going forth is from the end of the heaven, — 
 
 and his circuit to the ends of it, — 
 
 and there is nothing hid from the j heat . . of the | sun 
 The law of the Lord is perfect, — 
 
 con- I verting . . the | soul. 
 The testimony of the Lord is sure, — 
 
 making j wise . . the | simple. 
 The statutes of the Lord are right, — 
 
 re- I joicing . . the | heart. 
 The commandment of the Lord is pure, — 
 
 en- I lightening . . the | eyes. 
 
 The fear of the Lord is clean, — 
 
 en- { during . . for- | ever. 
 The judgments of the Lord are true,— 
 
 and j righteous . . alto- | gether. 
 
 More to be desired are they than gold, — 
 
 yea, than much fine gold ; — 
 
 sweeter also than honey and the | honey = \ comb. 
 Moreover by them is thy servant warned; — 
 
 and in keeping of them there is | great . . re- | ward. 
 Who can understand his errors ? — 
 
 cleanse thou me from | se . . cret ) faults. 
 Let the words of my mouth, 
 
 and the meditations of my heart, — 
 
 be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord, — 
 
 my strength and my Re- | deemer. . . A- j men. 
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 13. PSALM V. 1—8, 11. 
 
 1 Give ear unto my words, O Lord, — 
 
 consider my | med . • i- | tation. 
 
 2 Hearken unto the voice of my cry, — 
 
 my King, and my God: — 
 for unto j thee . . will I | pray. 
 
 3 My voice thou shalt hear in the morning, 
 
 O Lord; — in the morning will I direct my 
 prayer unto thee, — and | will . . look | up. 
 
 4 For thou art not a God tJiat hath pleasure in 
 
 wickedness} — neither shall | evil . .dwell | with thco. 
 
 5 The foolish shall not stand in thy sight ; — 
 
 thou hatest all | workers., of in- | iquity. 
 
 6 Thou shalt destroy them that speak leasing: — 
 
 the Lord will abhor the de- | ceit . . ful | man. 
 
 7 But as for me, I will come into thy house ; — 
 
 and in thy fear will I worship 
 toward tliy J ho . . ly | temple. 
 
 8 Lead me, O Lord, ;n thy righteousness, 
 
 because of mine enemies ; 
 
 make thy way straight be- [ fore . . my | face. 
 
 11 But let all those that put their 
 trust in | thee . . re- |.joice j 
 Let them also that love thy name — 
 be I joyful . . in J thee 
 
 14. HYM]N. C. M. 
 
 1 
 
 Solo Holy and reverend is the name 
 
 Of our e- j ter . . nal | King j 
 Chorus. . "Thrice holy. Lord,'' the angels cry; — 
 " Thrice holy," | let . . us | sing. 
 2 
 
 Solo The deepest reverence of the mind 
 
 Pay, O my ( soul, . . to | God ; 
 Chorus. . .Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart 
 To his sub- I lime . . a- | bode. 
 3 
 Choir. . . .With sacred awe pronounce his name, — 
 
 Whom words nor | thoughts . . can | reach 5 
 CoNGR. ...A contrite heart shall please him more 
 Than noblest | forms . . of | speech. 
 4 
 Choir. . . .Thou holy God, preserve my soul 
 From all pol- | lu . . tion | free ; 
 
 CoNGR The pure in heart are thy delight, — 
 
 And they thy | face . . shall | see. 
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 The first measure may be sung in unison with full accomp. or in parts. 
 
 15. PSALM XCVI. 
 
 1 O, SING unto the Lord a new song ; — 
 
 sing unto the | Lord, . . all the | earth. 
 
 2 Sing unto the Lord, — bless his name, — 
 
 show forth his sal- | vation . . from | day . . to | day. 
 
 3 Declare his glory among the heatlien, — 
 
 his wonders a- | mong . . all | people. 
 
 4 For the Lord is great, — and greatly to be praised : — 
 
 he is to be | feared . , a- | bove .. all | gods. 
 
 5 For the gods of the nations are idols j — 
 
 but the I Lord . . made the | heavens. 
 . 6 Honor and majesty are before him; — 
 
 strength and | beauty . . are | in . . his | sanctuaiy, 
 7 Give unto the Lord, — O ye kindreds of the people, — 
 give unto the Lord | glory . . and | strength, 
 , 8 Give unto the Lord the glory due unto his name : — 
 
 bring an offering, — and | come . . in- | to. .his | courts. 
 9 O, worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness : — 
 fear before ( him,., all the | eartJi. 
 
 10 Say among the heathen, that the Lord reigneth : 
 
 he shall [judge the | peo . . pie | righteously. 
 
 11 Let the heavens rejoice, — and let the earth be glad 
 
 be- I fore . . the | Lord. 
 13 For he cometh to judge the earth; — 
 
 he shall judge the world with righteousness, — 
 and the | peo . . pie | with . . his | truth. 
 
 10. PSALM CXLV. 1—7, 21. 
 
 1 I WILL extol thee, my God, O King, — 
 
 and I will bless thy name for- | ever., and | ever. 
 
 2 Every day will I bless thee; — 
 
 and I will praise thy ( name . . for- ) ever . . and | ever. 
 
 3 Great is the Lord, — and greatly to be praised, — 
 
 and his greatness | is . . un- | searchable. 
 .4 One generation shall praise thy works to another,— 
 and shall de- | clare . . thy | might . . y ( acts. 
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SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. 
 
 ' 5 I will speak of the glorious honor of thy majesty, — 
 and of thy I won . , drous | \%orks. 
 
 6 And men shall speak of the might of thy 
 
 terrible acts 3 — and | 1 .. will de- | clare . . thy | greatness 
 
 7 They shall abundantly utter 
 
 I the memory of thy great goodness, — 
 
 I and shall I sing .. of thy I righteousness. 
 
 21 Let all flesh bless his 
 
 holy I name . . for- | ever . , and | ever. 
 
 17. HYMN. c. isr. 
 
 1 Lift up your heads, eternal gates, 
 
 Unfold, to entertain 
 
 The j King of | glory; — 
 
 see, he comes 
 
 With I his ce- | les . . tial | train. 
 
 2 " Who is tliis King of | glo . . ry ? — ] who ? " — 
 
 The Lord, for strciii^tFi renowned 3 
 In battle mighty, — u"er his foes 
 E- I ter . . nal | Vic . . tor | crowned. 
 
 3 Lift up your heads, eternal gates, — 
 
 Unfold, to entertain 
 
 The j King, .of I glory 3 — 
 
 see, he comes 
 
 With I all . . his | shin . . ing \ train. 
 
 4 " Wljo is this King of| glo..ry? — [who?" — 
 
 Tiie Lord of hosts renowned : — 
 Of iilory he alone is King, 
 
 Who I is . . with | glo. . ry | crovvned. 
 
 IS. HYMN. C. M. 
 
 1 Thk Lord our (Jod is clothed with might 5 — 
 
 Tlie winds o | bey . . iiis | will ; 
 He speaks — and in his heavenly height 
 The I roll . . ing | sun . . stands | still. 
 
 2 Rebel, ye waves, — and o'er the land 
 
 With threatening | as . . pect | roar 3 
 The Lord uplifts his awful hand. — 
 And I chains . . you | to . . the | shore 
 
 3 Y''e winds of night, your force combine 5 — 
 
 Without his | high . . be- | best, 
 Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, 
 Dis- I turb . , the | spar . . row's | nest. 
 
 4 His voice sublime is heard afar 3 — 
 
 In distant | peals . . it I dies 5 
 He binds the whirlwind to his car. 
 And I sweeps . . the | howl . . ing | skies. 
 
 5 Ye nations, bend; — in reverence bend; — 
 
 Ye monarchs, j wait,, his | nod, 
 x\nd bid the choral song ascend 
 To I cc'l . . e- I brate . . our [ God. 
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 C\ Praise ye the Lord. — Praise God in his sanctuary 3 — 
 
 < praise him in the firmament | of.. his | power. 
 C.2 Praise him for his mighty acts 5 — 
 
 praise him according to his | excel . . lent | great = ] ness. 
 
 C3 Praise him with the sound of the trumpet; — 
 
 < praise him with | psaltery . . and | harp ; 
 0.4 Praise him with timbrel and dance j — 
 
 praise him with | stringed . . instru- | ments . . and [ organs. 
 
 C5 Praise him upon the loud cymbals; — 
 
 < praise him upon the | higji . . sounding [ cymbals. 
 ^6 Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord. — 
 
 Halle- I lu . . Jah ! | praise . . ye the [ Lord. 
 
 20, 
 
 ORDINATION. 
 
 [P». Ixviii. U, 18.] 
 
 CThe Lord [ gave the | word; 
 ( The Lord gave the word ; — 
 
 great was the | company . . of | those that J published it. 
 
 C Thou hast ascended on high ; — 
 
 < thou hast received | gifts . . for | men. 
 CThou hast received gifts for men; — 
 
 that the | Lord . . might | dwell . . a- ] mong them. 
 
 [2 Chron. vi. 41.] 
 
 ( Now therefore arise, — | O . . Lord | God. 
 I Now therefore arise into thy resting-place, — 
 I thou . . and the | ark . . of thy j strength : 
 
 rLet thy priests, — O Lord God, — 
 
 < be j clothed . .with sal- | ration ; 
 
 C. And let thy | saints . . re- | joice . . in | goodness. 
 
 [Acts iv, 29.] 
 
 fAnd now, Lord, grant unto thy servants 
 
 < that witli all boldness they may | speak., thy | word. 
 C. Amen, | A . . men, | A- = | men. 
 
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 No. 8. Gould. 
 
 31, SELECTIO?^. 
 
 [P«. xxxii. 4, 5, 6.] 
 
 fLoRD, make me to know mine end, — 
 
 < and tlie measure of my days, | what.. it | is; 
 C That 1 may know how | frail . . I | am. 
 
 r Behold, thou hast made my days 
 \ as a handbreadth, — and mine 
 J ajre as | nothing . . be- | fore thee : 
 ^ Verily, — every man at his best state 
 is altogether | van . . i- ] ty. 
 
 r Surely every man walketh in a vain show; — 
 
 < thoy are dis- | quieted . . in | vain : 
 ^He heapeth up riches, — 
 
 and knoweth not | who. .shall | gather them. 
 
 [Ps. xlix. 17, 19.J 
 
 f For when he dieth he shall 
 
 N carry nothing away •, — 
 
 1 his glory shall not de- | sccnd = | after him : — 
 
 ' He shall go to the gene- | ration . . of his | falliers. 
 
 3»}. HYx\L\. 8s & 4s. 
 
 1 Ai.AS ! how poor and little worth 
 
 Are all those glittering toys of earth — 
 
 That I lure . . us I here ! 
 Dreams of a sleep that death must break : — 
 Alas I before it bids us wake, — 
 
 They | dis . . ap- | pear. 
 
 2 Where is the strength that spumed decay, — 
 The step that rolled so light and gay, — 
 
 The [ heart's . . blithe | tone ? 
 The strength is gone, the step is slow, — 
 And joy grows weariness and woe, 
 
 When I age . . comes | on. 
 
 (See Hyron 75l| 
 
CHANTS, AND 
 
 No. 9. 
 
 L. Mason. 
 
 g ^g^ ^gP Epg^S 
 
 S3, 
 
 PSALM XC. 1—6, 11, 12. 
 
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 1 Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place, — 
 
 in I all . . gene- | rations. 
 
 2 Before the mountains were brought forth, — 
 
 or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, — 
 even from everlasting to 
 ever- | last . . ing — | thou . . art | God. 
 
 3 Thou turnest man to destruction ; — and sayest, — 
 
 Return, — ye | children . . of | men. 
 
 4 For a thousand years in thy sight, — 
 
 are but as yesterday when it is past, 
 and I as . a J watch . . in the j night. 
 
 5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood 5 — 
 
 they are as a sleep ; — 
 
 in the morning they are like grass which | grow . . eth | up. 
 
 6 In tiie morning it flourisheth and groweth up; 
 
 in the evening it is 
 
 cut I down, . . — cut\ down . . — and | withereth. 
 
 11 Who knoweth the power of thine anger? — 
 
 even according to thy fear, — | so . . is thy | wrath. 
 
 12 So teach us to number our days, 
 
 that we may ap- | ply . . our f hearts . . unto | wisdom. 
 
 S4, 
 
 HYMN. 8s «fc 6. Peculiar. 
 
 1 Beyond where Cedron's waters flow, — 
 Behold the suffering Saviour go 
 
 To I sad . . Geth- [ semane ; 
 His countenance is all divine. 
 Yet grief ap- J pears . . in j eve . . ry | line. 
 
 2 He bows beneath the sins of men 3 — 
 He cries to God, and cries again, 
 
 In J sad . . Geth- | semane ; 
 He lifts his mournful eyes above — 
 " My Father, j can . . this | cup . . re- [ move ? " 
 
 [See Hymn 220.] 
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SELECTIOXS FOR CHANTIXG. 
 No. 10. W. B. Bradbury. 
 
 »«>. 
 
 PSALM CXVIII. 19, 21—29. 
 
 19 Opex unto me the gates of righteousness ; — 
 ' I will go into them, and 1 will | praise . . the | Lord. 
 
 .21 I will praise thee 5 — for thou hast heard me, 
 and art be- | come . . my sal- 1 vation. 
 
 '22 The stone which the builders refused 
 
 [ is become the I head-stone . . of the | comer. 
 
 ,23 This is the Lord's doing; — 
 
 it is marvellous | in . . our [ eyes. 
 
 '24 This is the day which the Lord hath made; — 
 
 we will rejoice and be | ghd . . in | it. 
 ,25 Save now, I beseech thee. O Lord; — 
 
 O Lord, I beseech thee, — send | now . . pros- ] perity. 
 
 '26 BlesseKi be he that comcth 
 : in the | name . . of the | Lord : 
 
 [ " We have blessed you out of 
 the I house . . of the | Lord. 
 
 '27 God is the Lord, 
 
 c which hath ) showed . . us J light : ^ 
 
 ' " Bind the sacrifice with cords, 
 
 even unto the | horns . . of the | altar. 
 
 ' 28 Thou art my God, and I will praise thee ; 
 
 c thou art my God,^ 1 will ex- 1 alt = | thee. 
 
 '29 O, give thanks unto the Lord; — 
 
 for he is good ; — 
 
 for his mercy endureth forever. — J A- = | men. 
 
 ss. 
 
 PSALM CXVIL 
 
 all 
 
 1 O, PRAISE the Lord, all ye nations, — 
 
 praise him. | ail . . ye f people. 
 
 2 For his merciful kindness is great toward us;— • 
 
 and the truth of the Lord endureth 
 forever. — I Praise . . ve the I Lord. 
 
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CHANTS, AND 
 
 No. 11. 
 
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 Solo, 
 or unison. 
 
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 ^-T- d-^-, 
 
 Cliorxis. I I I 
 
 pf^pip^l^i 
 
 27, 
 
 From PSALM CVI. 
 
 Solo. 
 Cho. 
 
 Solo. 
 Cho. 
 
 O THAT men would [ praise . . the J Lord; 
 For he satisfieth the longing soul j — 
 
 and filleth the [ hun . . gry | soul . . with j fatness. 
 O that men would praise the | Lord . . for his | goodness; 
 For he hath broken the gates of brass, — 
 
 and cut the | bars . . of ] iron . . in | sunder. 
 O that men would praise the Lord 
 
 for his I wonder . . ful | works ; 
 And sacrifice the sacrifice of thanksgiving, — 
 
 and de- | clare . . his | works . . with re- | joicing. 
 O that men would praise the Lord 
 
 for his goodness to the | children . . of | men, 
 And exalt him also in the congregation 
 
 of the people, — and praise him 
 
 in the as- | sem . . bly | of . . the j elders. 
 He turneth the wilderness into standing water,— 
 
 and the dry | ground . . into | water-springs : 
 And there he maketh the hungry to dwell, — 
 
 that they may prepare a j city . . for J hab . . i- | tation 
 
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 HYMN. H. M. 
 
 [Sing Chants N03. 11 and 12 in connection, thus forming a double chant.] 
 1 
 
 Ch. 1L...Here, gracious God, — do thou 
 
 In mercy | now . . draw | nigh; 
 Accept each faitliful prayer, — 
 
 And I mark . . each ] sup . . pliant | sigh ; 
 Ch. 12 In copious shower, — on | all.. who | pray 
 
 This holy j day . . thy J bless . . ings | pour. 
 
 Ch. n. 
 
 Ch. 12. 
 
 ..Here may we find, from heaven. 
 
 The grace which | we . . im- | plore ; 
 And may that grace once given 
 Be I with . . us I ev . . er- I more. 
 . .Until that day when | all . . the I blest 
 
 To endless | rest . . are ) callea . . a- | way. 
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SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. 
 
 No. 12. 
 
 B. F. E. 
 
 iM^^^m 
 
 •o- -p- -p- r' -o- 
 
 igjrr^^g^ 
 
 20. ISAIAH LV. 1, 2, 3, 7. 
 
 Ho, every one that thirsteth, — come ye to 
 the waters, — and he that hath no money ; — 
 come ye, | buy . . and | eat ; 
 
 Yea, — come, — buy wine and milk 
 
 without I money . . and | with . . out | price. 
 
 Wherefore do you spend money for that 
 
 which is not bread, — and your labor 
 
 for that which | satis . . fieth | not ? — 
 Hearken diligently unto me, — and eat ye 
 
 that which is good ; — and let your 
 
 soul de- I light . . it- | self. . in | fatness. 
 ■ Incline your ear, and come unto me ; — 
 [ hear, — and your | soul shall | live ; 
 [And I will make an everlasting covenant with you, — 
 
 even the sure | mercies . . of | Da == | vid. 
 ' Let the wicked forsake his way, — 
 J and the unrighteous | man . . his I thoughts : 
 ' And let him return unto the Lord, — 
 
 and he will have mercy upon him 5 — 
 
 and to our God ; — for | he . . will a- | bundant . . ly [ pardon. 
 
 30. 
 
 HYMN. 6s & 10s. 
 
 [Chants 11 & IQ in connection.] 
 
 Ch. 11. .Thou, who didst stoop below, 
 
 To drain the | cup . . of [ woe, — , 
 
 And wear the form of | frail . . mor- | tal . . i- ( ty, 
 Ch. 12. .Thy blessed labors done, — 
 
 Thy crown of | vict' . . ry | won, — 
 Hast passed from earth | up . . to thy | home . . on | high, 
 o 
 Ch. 11.. It was no path of flowers, 
 
 Through this dark I world., of | ours, 
 Bel6ved of the | Fa . . ther, ] thou . .didst | tread 5 — 
 Ch. 12. .And shall we, in dismay. 
 
 Shrink from the [ nar . . row [ way. 
 When clouds and darkness | are . . a- | round . . it | spread ? 
 
 [See Hymn 553.1 
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CHANTS, AND 
 
 No. 13. 
 
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 Arranged from Milan. 
 
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 31, From PSALM CXVI. 
 
 A. 1 I LOVE the Lord, — because he hath heard 
 
 my I voice . . and my | sup . . pli- | cations. 
 
 B. 2 Because he has inclined his ear unto me, — therefore 
 
 will I call upon | him . . as | long . . as I | live. . Sym. 
 
 B. 5 Gracious is the Lord, — and righteous : — | yea . . our ] 
 God . . is I merciful. 
 
 A. 6 The Lord preserveth the simple : — 
 
 ' I was brought [ low, . . and he | help . . ed | me. 
 
 B. 8 He has delivered my soul from death, — mine eyes 
 
 from 1 tears . . and my [ feet . . from | falling. Sym. 
 
 •A. 12 What shall I render to the Lord, — 
 I for I all . . his | benefits . . t'ward | me ? — 
 
 B. 13 I will take the cup of salvation, — 
 I and 1 call . . on the | name . . of the j Lord. 
 
 .A. 14 1 will pay my vows unto the 
 
 Lord, ' — I now . . in the [ presence . . of his [ people. 
 
 Sym 
 
 A. 18 1 will pay my [ vows . . un- | to . . the I Lord, 
 
 B. 19 In the courts of the Lord's house, — 
 
 in the midst of | thee, . . O Je- | ru . . sa- j lem. Syw. 
 
 B. " Praise ye the J Lord, . . praise | ye . . the [ Lord. 
 
 3S. HYMN. 8s, 7s & 4. 
 
 •'/-A. 1 In thy name, O Lord, assembling, — 
 V We, thy I peo . . pie. ] now . . draw | near j — 
 
 < B. . . Teach us to rejoice with trembling, — 
 
 J Speak, — and | let . . thy | ser . . vants | hear, — 
 
 C A Hear with meekness, — 
 
 Hear thy | word . . with | ho . . ly | fear. 
 
 /"A. 2 While our days on earth are lengthened, 
 % Let us j give , . them, ] Lord, . . to | thee ; — 
 
 < B. . . Cheered by hope, — and daily strengthened, — 
 ) We would I run, . . nor | wea . . ry | be, — ' 
 Ca Till thy glory. 
 
 Without I clouds, . . in [ heaven . . we | see. 
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SELECTIONS FOR CHAXTLXG. 
 
 No. 14. B. F. E. 
 
 33. PSALM cm. l_i, 13— 17. 
 
 ' 1 Bless the Lord, O my soul, — and all that is 
 I within me, — ] bless . . his ] ho . . ly | name. 
 
 [ 2 Bless the Lord, O my soul, — 
 
 and for- | get . . not | all . . his | benefits. 
 
 ' 3 Who forgiveth all thine iniquities ; — 
 ^ who I heal . . eth | all . . thy dis- ] eases : 
 
 [ 4 ^Vho redeemeth thy life from destruction ; — 
 who crowneth thee 
 
 with I kindness . . and j ten . . der ] mercies. 
 
 ' 13 Like as a father pitieth his children, — 
 
 \ so the Lord pitieth | them . . that 1 fear = j him. 
 
 [ 14 For he knoweth our frame ; — 
 
 he re- ] membereth . . that [ we . . are | dust. 
 
 ' 15 As for man, — his days are as grass : — 
 
 \ as a 1 flower . . of the | field, . . so he ] flourisheth. 
 
 [l6 For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone, — 
 
 and the place there- [ of. . shall ] know it..no | more. 
 
 ' 17 But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting 
 
 ^ to ever- \ lasting . . on | those . . tiiat | fear him ; 
 
 ' " And his righteousness unto | chil . . dren's | chil- := [ dren. 
 
 34, THE LORD'S PRAYER. 
 
 rOuR Father, who art in heaven, — 
 
 < I hallow . . ed I be . . thy | name, — 
 
 ^Thy kingdom come, — thy will be done, — 
 on I earth . . as it | is . . in | heaven. 
 
 < Give us this day | our = ] dai . .ly ] bread ; — 
 ( And forgive us our trespasses, — 
 
 as we forgive [ them . . that ] trespass . . a- j gainst us. 
 
 C And lead us not into temptation, — 
 
 < but de- I liv , . er I us . . from | evil : — 
 
 Q^For thine is the kingdom, — and the power, — 
 and the glory, for- J ev . . er. ] A- = j men. 
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No. 15. 
 
 CHATS TS, AND 
 
 No. 16. 
 
 ifHiliULE 
 
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 lilialiiiifiiiiig 
 
 Coda. 
 
 3d. 
 
 PSALM I. 
 
 f Blessed is the man that walketh not 
 Ch. 15. < in the counsel of the un- | godly, 
 
 QNor standeth in the way of sinners, — 
 nor sitteth in the seat of the | scornful. 
 
 5 But his delight is the law of the | Lord ; 
 
 \ And in his law doth he meditate day and ] night. 
 
 rAnd he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of 
 < water, — that bringeth forth fruit in his ( season j 
 (, His leaf also shall not wither ; — 
 
 and whatsoever he doeth shall | prosper, Sym. 
 
 C The ungodly are not so : -^ but are like the 
 Ch. 16. < chaff which the wind driveth a- I way : 
 
 C.The ungodly shall not stand in judgment, — 
 
 nor sinners in the congregation of the | righteous : 
 
 Ch. 15. ( For the Lord knoweth the way ) of . . the ] righteous, 
 Ch. 16.^ But the way of the un | godly . .shall ] perish. 
 
 36. 
 
 HYMN. S. M. 
 
 Ch. 15. 1 The man is ever blest 
 
 Who shuns the sinner's | ways, — 
 
 Among their councils never stands, 
 
 ]Nor takes the scorner's ] place, — 
 
 2 But makes the law of God 
 
 His stiidy and de- | light, — 
 
 Amidst the labors of the day, 
 
 And watches of the [ night. 
 
 3 He, like a tree, shall thrive, 
 
 With waters near the | root ; — 
 His name fresh as the leaf shall live 3 — 
 His works are heavenly | fruit. 
 
 Ch. 16. 4 Not so th' ungodly race; — 
 
 They no such blessings | find : — 
 Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff 
 Before the driving | wind. 
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SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. 
 No. 17. Peculiar. B. F. E. 
 
 
 II II 1 
 
 ilSeiiilliPiiS 
 
 37. HUMBLE DEVOTlOxN. Bo wring. 
 
 From the recesses of a lowly spirit, — 
 Our humble prayer ascends, — O | Fa . . ther, | hear it; — 
 Borne on the trembling wings of | fear., and | meekness; — 
 For- I give . . its ) weakness. 
 
 We know — we feel how mean, and how unworthy 
 The lowly sacrifice we | pour., be- | fore thee; — 
 What can we offer thee. — O | thou . . most | holy ! — 
 But I sin . . and | folly ? 
 
 We see thy hand — it leads us — it supports us : — 
 
 We hear thy voice — it | counsels, . . and it I courts us ; — 
 
 And then we turn away ! — yet | still . . thy | kindness 
 
 For- 1 gives . . our | blindness 
 
 Who can resist thy gentle call, — appealing 
 
 To every generous thought, and | grate . . ful | feeling ? — 
 
 O, who can hear the accents | of . . thy | mercy, — 
 
 And I nev . . er | love thee ? 
 
 Kind Benefactor! — plant within this bosom 
 
 The 1 seeds., of I holiness,— || and let them blossom 
 
 In fragrance, — and in beauty | briy:ht. . and | vernal, — 
 
 And I spring . . e- [ temal. 
 Then place them in those everlasting gardens 
 Where anaels walk, — and | seraphs . . are the [ wardens ; — 
 Where every flower, — brought safe through | death's .. dark \ 
 portal, — Be- | comes . . im- | mortal. 
 
 38. HYMN. 8s, 6 &. 4. 
 
 1 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed 
 
 His tender, | last . . fare- | well, 
 A Comforter, — a | Guide, . . be- | queathed 
 With 1 us . . to [ dwell. 
 
 2 He breathes that gentle voice we hear, 
 
 Soft as the [ breeze . . of | even, 
 That checks each fault, that | calms . . each J fear, 
 And I speaks . . of j heaven. 
 
 (See Hymn 352. 
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CHANTS, AND 
 
 No. 18. 
 
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 39. 
 
 DEDICATION. 
 
 [From 1 Kings viii.] 
 
 "Lord God of Israel, — there is no other God like thee, 
 I in heaven above, — or in | earth . . be- | neath ; — 
 
 Who keepest covenant and mercy vi^ith thy servants, 
 ' that -walk be- | fore thee . . with | all , . their j hearts ; — 
 
 And hast fulfilled it with thine J hand . . as it [ is . . this | day, 
 
 ■ Behold, i — the heaven and heaven of 
 
 I heavens | cannot . . con- | tain thee ; — 
 How much less this ] house . . that | we . . have | builded ? — 
 'Yet have thou respect unto the prayer of thy servants, — 
 and to their suppli- | cations, . . O | Lord . . our | God. 
 
 ■ Hearken unto the cry, — and to the prayer 
 
 I wliich thy servants pray be- [ fore thee . . this | day 5 — 
 That thine eyes may be opened towards 
 ' this I house = [ night . . and j day, — 
 . Even toward the place of which thou hast said, — 
 
 " My I NAME, — . . MY I NAME . . SHALL BE | THERE." 
 
 ' Hearken thou to the supplications of thy servants 
 I when they shall | pray . . toward this | place ; — 
 And hear thou in heaven, thy dwelling-place 5 — 
 ' and I when . . thou | hearest, . . for- | give } 
 .And, — justifying the righteous, — 
 
 do thou give them ac- | cord . . ing [ to . . their | righteous- 
 ness. 
 
 N. B — Hymns of L. M. 6 lines, 8s & 73, 
 to the above chant. 
 
 lines, and C. H. M., may be sung 
 
SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. 
 
 Peculiar. L. Masow. 
 
 1=^=1=^=4 
 
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 ' I I ' ' . — > J 
 
 40. 
 
 ADORATION. 
 
 A - - men. 
 
 Montgomery. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy Lord 
 
 (lod of Hosts! — when heaven and earth, 
 
 Out of darkness, at thy word 
 
 Issued into | glo . . rious | birth ; 
 All thy works around thee stood, 
 
 And thine eye beheld them | good. 
 While they sang, with sweet accord, 
 
 " Ho . . ly, — I ho . . ly, — 1 ho . . ly | Lord." 
 
 Holy, holy, holy! — Thee, 
 
 Our Jehovah evermore, 
 
 Father, Son. and Spirit ! — we, 
 
 Dust and ashes, — j would . . a- | dorc : — 
 Lightly by the world esteemed, — 
 
 From that world by thee re- | deemed, — 
 Sing we here with glad accord, 
 
 " Ho . . ly, 1 ho . . ly, — I ho . . ly 1 Lord." 
 
 "Holy, holy, holy," — all 
 Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing 5 — 
 While the ransomed nations fall 
 At the I footstool . . of their [ King : — 
 
 Then shall saints and seraphim. 
 
 Harps and voices, swell one | hymn, — 
 
 Blending, in sublime accord, — 
 •' Ho . . ly, 1 ho . . ly, I ho . . ly 1 Lord." 
 
 N. B. — Hvnnns 201, 83 & 78, and 349, L. 
 %'ith good effect, to chant No. 19. 
 
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 may be easily adapted, and sung 
 
No. 20. 
 
 CHANTS, AND 
 Double Chant. 
 
 Langdon. 
 
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 41. 
 
 MATTHEW V. 3—12. 
 
 3 Blessed are the poor in spirit; — 
 
 for theirs is the | kingdom . . of | heaven. 
 
 4 Blessed are they 
 
 that I mourn ; . . for | they . . shall be | comforted. 
 
 5 Blessed are the meek ; — 
 
 for they shall in- | herit . . the | earth. 
 
 6 Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst 
 
 after | righteousness ; — . . for | they . . shall be | filled 
 
 7 Blessed are the merciful ; — 
 
 for they shall ob- | tain = [ mercy. 
 
 8 Blessed are the pure 
 
 in I heart . . for | they shall . . see [ God. 
 
 9 Blessed are the peacemakers ; — 
 
 for they shall be called the | children . . of | God. 
 
 10 Blessed are they who are persecuted for 
 
 righteousness' sake ; — 
 for ( theirs . . is the | kingdom . . of J heaven. 
 
 11 Blessed are ye when men shall revile you, — 
 
 and I perse . . cute [ you ; 
 " Blessed are ye when men shall say all manner of 
 evil against you ( falsely, . . for | my = | sake. 
 
 12 Rejoice, — and be exceeding glad; — 
 
 for great is your re- | ward . . in j heaven ; — 
 " For so persecuted they 
 
 the J prophets . . which | were . . be- 1 fore you. 
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SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. 
 
 43. HYMN. 
 
 1 When spring unlocks the flowers — to paint 
 
 the I laugh . . ing | soil j — 
 When summer's balmy showers 
 
 re- I fresh . . the | mow . . er's | toil ; — 
 When winter binds in frosty chains 
 
 tlie 1 fallow., and the | flood 5 — 
 In God the earth rejoiceth. still, — 
 
 and I owns . . the | Ma , . ker [ good. 
 
 2 The birds — that wake the morning, — and those 
 
 that I love . . the | shade 5 
 The winds — that sweep the mountain, — 
 
 or I lull . . the I drow . . sy j glade j — 
 The sun — that from his amber DOwer 
 
 re- I joiceth . . on his [ way j 
 The moon and stars — their Maker's name 
 
 in I si . . lent | pomp . . dis- | play. 
 
 3 Shall man, — the lord of nature, — 
 
 expectant | of . . the | sky, — 
 Shall man, — alone unthankful, 
 
 his ) grate . . ful | praise . . de- [ ny ? — 
 j\o ; — should the years forsake their course, — 
 
 and I seasons . . cease to | be, — 
 Thee, — Father, — we must love, — 
 
 Cre- 1 a . . tor, | hon . . or | thee. 
 
 4 The flowers of spring may wither, — the hope 
 
 of I sum . . mer | fade ; — 
 The autumn droop in winter, — 
 
 the 1 birds . . for- I sake . . the | shade ;- 
 The winds be lulled, — tlie sun ana moon 
 
 forget their | old . . de- | cree : — 
 But we — in nature's "latest hour, — 
 
 O 1 Lord, . . will | cling . . to | thee. 
 
 43. HYMN. L. M. 8 L. 
 
 1 There seems a voice in every gale, — 
 
 A tongue in every | ope . .ning j flower. 
 Which tells, O Lord, — the wondrous tale 
 
 Of thy in- | dul , , gence, | love, . . and | power ; — 
 The birds, that rise on quivering wing, 
 
 Appear to hymn their j Ma . . ker's | praise. 
 And all the mingling sounds of spring 
 
 To thee a | gene . . ral | an . . them | raise. 
 
 2 And shall my voice, great God, — alone 
 
 Be mute 'midst Nature's | loud . . ac- | claim, 
 JNor let my heart, with answering tone. 
 
 Breathe forth in | praise . . thy | ho . . ly | name ? — 
 All Nature's debt is small to mine ; — 
 
 For Nature soon shall I cease . . to | be ; 
 But — matchless proof of love divine — 
 
 Thou gav'st im- j mor . . tal | life . . to | me. 
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CHANTS, AND 
 
 L. Mason. 
 
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 44. PSALM XVI. 
 
 /■Preserve me, O [ God, — 
 
 \For in thee do I put my J trust, 
 
 "Jo my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, 
 
 J " Thou art my I Lord : — 
 
 V. My goodness ex- ] tend . . eth ] not . . to | thee j" 
 
 / But to the saints that are in the [ earth, 
 \ And to the excellent, in whom is all my de- | light. 
 < Their sorrows shall be multiplied 
 J that hasten after another | god : 
 v. Their drink-offerings of blood will 1 not offer, 
 nor take up their [ names . . in- | to . . my | lips. 
 
 r The Lord is the portion of my inheritance, 
 
 \ and of my | cup : 
 
 •\Thou maintainest my | lot. 
 
 / The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant | places : 
 
 ^ Yea, 1 I have a | goodly | heritage. 
 
 r 1 will bless the Lord, who hath given me | counsel j 
 
 \ My reins also instruct me in the | night season. 
 
 \ 1 have set the Lord always be- | lore me ; 
 
 / Because he is at my 
 
 ^ right I hand, . . I shall [ not . . be j moved. 
 
 Therefore my heart is glad, 
 
 and my glory re- | joiceth ; 
 My flesh also shall rest in | hope. 
 For thou wilt not leave my soul in | hellj 
 JNeither wilt thou suffer thine 
 
 Holy I One . . to | see . . cor- [ ruption 
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SELECTIONS FOR CHANTING. 
 
 Thou wilt show me the path of I life. — 
 Thou wilt show me the path of | life. 
 In thy presence is fulness of | joy; 
 At thy right hand there are | pleasures . .for- J 
 ev . . er- I more. 
 
 4o. PSALM LXXXV'I. 1—6, 11, 12. 
 
 ' 1 Bow down thine ear, O | Lord ; 
 : Hear me, for I am poor ami | needy ; 
 ^ 2 Preserve my soul, — for I am | holy; 
 O thou my God, — save thy servant 
 that I trust . . eth | in = | thee. 
 
 ' 3 Be merciful unto mo, O I Lord ; 
 ? For I cry unto thee | daily. 
 ^ 4 Rejoice the soul of thy | servant; 
 For unto thee, O Lord, 
 do I ( lift = I up . . my I soul. 
 
 ' 5 For thou. Lord, art good, and ready to for- ( give ; 
 : And plenteous in mercy unto all that call up- | on thee 
 6 Give ear, O Lord, unto my | prayer; 
 And attend to the voice of my | sup . . pli- | ca = | tions. 
 
 11 Teach me thy way, O Lord; — 
 ( I will walk in tliy | truth. 
 
 I Unite my heart to fear thy | name. 
 
 12 I will praise thee, O Lord my God, — 
 
 with all my | heart ; 
 And I will glorify 
 thy I name . . for- | ev . . er- | more. 
 
 46, THE LAST JUDGMENT. 
 
 1 Grkat God! — what do I see and hear! — 
 
 The end of things ere- | ated ; — 
 Behold the Judge of man appear, 
 
 Oa clouds of glory | seated I — 
 The trumpet sounds ! — the graves restore 
 The dead, — which they contained be- | fore ; — 
 
 Pre- I pare, my | soul, to | meet him. 
 
 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise. 
 
 At the last trumpet's | sounding ; — 
 Caught up to meet him in the skies, 
 
 With joy their Lord sur- | rounding; — 
 No gloomy fears their souls dis- | may ; — 
 His presence sheds eternal day 
 
 On I those pre- | pared to | rneet him. 
 
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 1 COR. XV. 51, 52. 54—57. 
 
 Behold, — I show you a mystery 5 — 
 
 we shall not all | sleep, — 
 But we shall all be changed, — in a moment, — 
 
 in the twinkling of an eye, — at the last | trump: 
 For the | trumpet . . shall j sound ; — 
 .And the dead shall be raised incorruptible, 
 
 and j we = | shall . . be | changed. 
 
 So when this corruptible 
 
 shall have put on incor- | ruption, — 
 And this mortal shall have 
 
 put on immor- | tality, — 
 Then shall be brought to pass 
 
 the I saying . . that is | written, 
 " Deatn is swallowed | up . . in J vie . . to- | ry." 
 
 O Death, — where is thy | sting ? — 
 I O Grave, — where is thy | victory ? 
 I The sting of | death is | sin, — 
 
 And the | strength . . of j sin . . is the | law. 
 
 But thanks be to God, — 
 
 which giveth us the [ victory, — 
 Through our Lord Jesus | Christ : — 
 Therefore, beloved brethren, — be ye steadfast, — 
 unmovable, — always abounding 
 in the | work. . of the | Lord, 
 Forasmuch as ye know that your 
 labor is | not . . in | vain . . in the | Lord. 
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 48. 
 
 BAPTISMAL SELECTIOINS. 
 
 C All power is given unto me in | heaven, .and in ] earth; 
 l Go ye, therefore, and teach all nations, — 
 
 baptizing them in the name of the Father, — 
 
 and of the | Son . . and | Ho . . ly J Ghost, 
 ( Repent, and be baptized, every | one . . of | you, 
 ( In the name of Christ, [ for the . , re- [ mission . . of | sins. 
 C He that believeth and is baptized, shall be saved ; — 
 
 < and now why | tarri . . est | thou ? 
 
 ([Arise, and be baptized, — and wash away thy sins, — 
 calling on the name of the Lord ; — for thus it 
 becometh | us , .to ful- | til , . all | righteousness. 
 
 ( They who gladly received the word | were . . bap- J tized ; 
 
 ( And they of Jerusalem • — were, baptized in the 
 river | Jordan . . con- | fessing , . their | sins. 
 
 C Buried with Christ by baptism into death, — 
 
 < they rise iu the likeness of his | res . . ur- | rection, 
 ^To walk in newness of life, — 
 
 and I go . . on their | way . . re- | joicing. 
 C For as many as have been baptized into Christ, — 
 
 < have I put . . on | Christ. 
 ^Therefore glorify God in your body, — 
 
 and in your | spirit, . . which | are = | God's, 
 C Blessed are they that | do , . his com- I mandments. 
 I Great peace have they who love thy law, — 
 
 and nothing | shall . . of- | fend = | them. 
 
 f Go ye, therefore, and teach all nations to observe 
 
 < all things, whatsoever I have com- ] mand . , ed | yoi 
 (^ And lo I I am with you always, — 
 
 even | unto . . the | end . . of the | world. 
 
 49. HYMN. S. M. 
 
 1 With willing hearts we tread 
 The path the | Sa . . viour | trod ; 
 We love th' example of our Head, 
 The I glo . . rious I Lamb . . of I God. 
 
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 50. BAPTISMAL SELECTIONS. 
 
 f Jesus cometh from Galilee to Jordan, — 
 
 < unto John, to | be . . bap- | tized . . of | him. 
 ^And Jesus, when he was baptized, — 
 
 went up I straight . . way | out . . of the | water, 
 r See, here is water; — what doth 
 
 < hinder | me . . to | be . . bap- | tized ? 
 
 Clf thou believest with | all., thy | heart, ..thou | mayest. 
 C Can any man forbid water, 
 
 < that I these . . should not J be . . bap- | tized, 
 
 (_ Which have received the Holy | Ghost . . as j well . . as { we ? 
 C When they believed the things concerning the kingdom 
 
 < of God, — and the j name . . of | Je . . sus | Christ, 
 CThey were bap- | tizea, . . both j men . . and | women. 
 
 51. HYMN. C. M. 
 
 1 While in this sacred rite of thine, 
 
 We I yield . . our | spir . . its I now, 
 Shine o'er the waters, Dove divine, 
 And I seal . . the | cheer . . ful | vow. 
 
 2 All glory be to Him whose life 
 
 For I ours . . was | free . . ly J given, 
 Who aids us in the Spirit's strife. 
 And I makes . . us | meet . . for | heaven. 
 
 3 O, may we die to earth and sin. 
 
 Be- I neath . . the [ mys . . tic | flood ; 
 And when we rise, may we begin 
 To 1 live . . a- I new . . for | God. 
 
 02. HYMN. L. M. 
 
 1 Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave. 
 And meekly | sought . . a | wa . . t'ry | grave : 
 Come, see the sacred path he trod — 
 
 A path well ] pleas . . ing | to , . our | God. 
 
 2 Hosanna to the Lamb divine ! 
 
 Let endless ( glo . . ries | round . . him | shine j 
 High o'er the heavens forever reign, 
 O Lamb of | God, . . for | sin . . ners | slain. 
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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn. 
 A 
 
 Acrordinw to thy irracious 112 
 
 A charse to keep [ have, 309 
 
 Apain the Lord of lifi' and ].")9 
 
 All men are equal at their 341 
 
 All seeins God, 't is thine to 337 
 All ve nations praise the Lord, 210 
 Alniiahty Maker, God, 207 
 
 Amidst a world of hopes and 32») 
 Am I an Israelite indeed, 28<) 
 
 Am [ a soldier of the cross, 312 
 Amon2 the deepest shades of 194 
 Ancient of axes! humbly bent 377 
 Ancels roll the rock away, hiO 
 Another day its course hath 103 
 Another six days' work is 55 
 
 An offerin? at the shrine of 174 
 As earth's paseant passes by, 3-46 
 As body, when the soul is 318 
 As every day thy mercy spares, 7 
 A soldier's course, from battles 313 
 As the hart with eajser looks, '289 
 As the sun's enlivenins ray, 93 
 As the sweet flower that 142 
 
 Author of tfood, we rest on 222 
 A voice from the desert comes, 245 
 Awake, my soul, and with the I 
 Awake, our souls, away our 315 
 Awake, my soul, lift up thine 316 
 Awake, my soul, stretch every 314 
 Awake, ye tempests, and his 206 
 Away from every mortal care, 20 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 22 
 Behold the morning sun, 2 
 
 Behold the servant of the 280 
 
 Hymn. 
 Behold the western evening 313 
 Behold what wondrous jirare, 2:19 
 Be joyful in God all ye lands, 365 
 Beyoiul, beyond that boundless 193 
 Blessed be "thy name forever, 372 
 Blest are the sons of peace, 72 
 
 Blest are the souls that hear 44 
 Blest instructer, from thy 285 
 
 Bread of Heaven, on thee we 1 18 
 Bread of the world, in mercy 109 
 Break forth in song ye trees, 180 
 Brightest and best of the sons 155 
 Brisrht the vision that delighted, 82 
 Brisht was the guiding star, 246 
 Brother, hast thou wandered 91 
 Brother, thou hast gone before 137 
 By cool Siloam'd shady rill, 124 
 
 Called bv the Sabbath hells 64 
 
 Call them from the dead, 381 
 
 Calm on the bosom r»f thy God, 141 
 Calm on the listeninir ear of 151 
 Can creat'ires to perfection 198 
 Centre of our hopes thou art, 278 
 Child, to thee the loved of 128 
 Christians, brethren, en* we 94 
 Clay to clay, and dust to dust, 145 
 Come all ye saints of God, 260 
 Come, and let tis sweetly join, 83 
 Come, blessed spirit, 297 
 
 Come holy spirit, heavenly 295 
 Come in, thou blessed, 107 
 
 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice, 48 
 Come then, ye sinners, to your 50 
 Come thou Almighty. JMoi-ning 
 Prayer. 
 
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INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn. 
 
 Come to the house of prayer, 23 
 
 Come, we that love tlie Lord, 99 
 Come, ye disconsolate. Even- 
 
 intr Prayer. 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and 51 
 
 Come the rich and come the 27 
 
 Daughter of Zion, awake from 371 
 Do fnot love thee, 2.59 
 
 Dear as thou wert, 344 
 
 E 
 
 Eternal and immortal Kin^, 197 
 
 Eternal God, almighty cause, 189 
 
 Eternal source of every joy, 177 
 
 Eternal source of life and light, 46 
 
 Eternal wisdom, thee we 205 
 
 Ever sounds with holy hymns, 77 
 
 Fairest of all the lights above. 
 Farewell, thou once a mortal. 
 Far from mortal cares. 
 Far from my thouglits, 
 Far from the Avorld, O Lord ! 
 Father, at thy footstool see, 
 Father divine, before thy view, 
 Father of all, in every age. 
 Father of light, conduct my 
 Father of me and all mankind, 
 Father of lights, from whom 
 Father of our feeble race. 
 Father, thy boundless love to 
 Father, thy paternal care. 
 Father, united by thy grace, 
 Father, when in dust to thee, 
 Flung to the heedless winds. 
 Forgive us, for thy mercies' 
 For all thy saints, O God,> 
 For thee, O Lord, our constant 
 For all thy gifts we praise thee 
 Forth from the dark. Evening 
 
 Prayer. 
 From all that dwell. Morning 
 
 Prayer, 
 From Greenland's icy 
 From the table now retiring. 
 
 Gently fall the dews of eve, 333 
 Give me the enlarged desire, 300 
 Give to the winds thy fear, 243 
 
 Hymn. 
 
 Glory be to God on high, 187 
 
 Glorious things of thee are 74 
 
 Glory tn thee, my God, this 13 
 
 God, from wJiom all blessings 87 
 
 God is a spirit, just and wise, 33 
 
 God is love, 244 
 
 God moves in a mysterious 223 
 
 God of love, that hearest the 89 
 
 God of love, we look to thee, 86 
 
 God of mercy, God of love, 273 
 
 God of mercy, do thou never, 183 
 
 God of my life, whose gracious 240 
 
 God of the changing year, 176 
 
 God of tlie morning, 4 
 
 God thit madest, 364 
 
 Go to dark Gethsemane, 156 
 
 Go to the grave in all thy 143 
 Go when the morning shineth, 98 
 
 Gracious power, the world 376 
 
 Great God, and wilt thou 130 
 
 Great God, how infinite art 201 
 
 Great God, the followers of 19 
 
 Great God, what do I see and 254 
 
 Great Framer of unnumbered 168 
 
 Great Source of life and light, 229 
 
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 Hail to the Lord's anointed, 153 
 
 Happy soul thy days are ended, 135 
 
 Happy the man whose cautious 328 
 
 Hark ! the glad sound, 248 
 
 Hark ! what mean those holy 152 
 
 Hear what God, the Lord, 73 
 
 Hear what the voice from 133 
 
 Heaven is a place of rest from 308 
 
 Heavenly Father, sovereign 310 
 
 Here in a world of doubt, 290 
 
 Here in the broken bread, 115 
 
 He that is down need fear no 339 
 
 He sendeth sun, he sendeth 348 
 
 Holy, iioly, holv Lord, 40 
 
 Holy, holy, holy. Lord God 358 
 
 Hope, though slow it be and 347 
 
 Hosanna to the living Lord, 218 
 
 How beauteous were the 262 
 
 How blest the righteous when 134 
 
 How happy is he, born and 100 
 
 How honorable is the place, 71 
 
 How shall we praise thee, 67 
 
 How sweetly flowed the 249 
 
 If listening as I listen still, 226 
 I may not scorn the meanest 350 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LI>'ES. 
 
 Hymn. 
 In all my vast concerns with 192 
 Indulgent God, whose 12 
 
 In pleasant land.-; have fallen 18-2 
 In sleep's serene oblivion laid, 3 
 Interval of grateful shad.', 1 1 
 
 In the cross of Christ I glorj-, 119 
 In the soft season of tliy ynuth, I'Zi 
 In the sun, and moon, and 252 
 I want a principle within, 283 
 
 I want the spirit of power 294 
 
 I would not live alway, 131 
 
 Jehovah, God, thy jrracious 191 
 
 Jesus Christ, luv Lord and 129 
 
 Jesus I fain would find, 2»J5 
 
 Jesus shall rei<in where'er the 257 
 
 Jesus, we look to thee, 30 
 
 Joy there is that seated deep, 342 
 
 Joy to the world, the Lord is 255 
 
 King of glorj-. King of peace, 370 
 
 Leader of Israel's host, and 293 
 Let Hiui to whom we now 275 
 Let one loud sons of praise IStJ 
 Let the beasts their life resiprn, 90 
 Let us join, as God commands, 84 
 Let us, with a gladsome mind, 214 
 Lift your glad voices in 3';(i 
 
 Light of life, seraphic fire, 292 
 
 Like shadows gliding o'er the 330 
 Living or dying". Lord, I would 380 
 Lo ! God is here, 18 
 
 Long have I seemed to serve 384 
 Lord, before thy presence 34 
 
 Lord dismiss us with. Even- 
 in ir Prayer. 
 Lord, in the strength of grace, 27G 
 Lord, in heaven, tliy dwelling 219 
 Lord Jesus come, for here, 120 
 Lord, my God, I long to know, 81 
 Lord of nature, Source of light, 13 
 Lord of the Sabbath, hear our CI 
 Lord of the worlds above, 21 
 
 Lord, teach us how to pray 271 
 Lord, that I may learn of thee, 277 
 Lord, we adore thy vast 232 
 
 Lord, when thy people seek 29 
 Love divine, all love excelling, 79 
 Lowly and solemn be, 146 
 
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 ily 
 
 Men whose boast it is that ye 
 .Mark tlie soft fallin>! snow, 
 May the- grace of Christ our 
 -Mighty (idd, while angels, 
 My country, 't is of thee, 
 .My (Jod, how endless is thy 
 .My (Jod, in whom are all the 
 .Mv God, I thank thee ; may 
 My Gi.d, my Fatlier, while I 
 .My God, permit me not to be, 
 .My God, my si re n nth, my 
 .My .Maker and my King, 
 .My soul, praise the Lord, 
 .My span of life will soon be 
 
 X 
 Nearer, my God, to thee, 
 \o clianse of time shall ever 
 .Vot for false and Hertinir joys, 
 .N'ot to the terrors of the Lo^d, 
 .Ndt with terror do we meet, 
 N(iW pray we for our country, 
 \ow tha'shades of night are 
 
 O, all-creating God, 
 O bow thine ear, eternal one, 
 O cease thou wandering soul, 
 O'er silent field and 
 O for a closer walk with God, 
 • )h Father, hear us when we 
 O for a prophet's fire, 
 O draw me Father, after thee, 
 O God, bv whom the seed is 
 O God, I'thank thee that the 
 O God, our strength, to thee 
 O (Jod, we praise thee and 
 O God, whose dread and 
 O God, whose presence glows 
 O liallowed memories of the 
 O help us Lord, each hour of 
 C) here if ever, God of love. 
 Oh thou who dwell'st in the 
 O Lord of life, and truth, and 
 O Lord, thy mercy, my sure 
 O let my trembling soul be still. 
 Omnipresent God, whose aid. 
 Once in the busy street. 
 On the first Christian Sabbath 
 On thy church, O power 
 Open," Lord, mine inward ear, 
 O praise ye the Lord, prepare 
 
 mn. 
 
 184 
 178 
 
 42 
 337 
 181 
 
 10 
 23() 
 221 
 3»)8 
 305 
 281 
 215 
 203 
 224 
 
 378 
 '2:iS 
 :i55 
 104 
 117 
 374 
 5 
 
 200 
 .37 
 108 
 33(5 
 288 
 111 
 121 
 
 l(^2 
 
 190 
 
 18,5 
 
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 26 
 
 351 
 
 270 
 
 113 
 
 3(9 
 
 28 
 
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 227 
 
 101 
 
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 45 
 
 304 
 
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 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymn. 
 b Saviour, is thy promise fled, 261 
 O sinner, bring not tears alone, 167 
 O Source of uncreated lislit, 296 
 O thou to whom in ancient 54 
 
 O thou who hearest prayer 361 
 O thou whom neither time nor 188 
 O 't is sweet to mingle where 9o 
 O thou whose power o'er 291 
 
 O 't is a scene the heart to 80 
 
 Our blest Redeemer, ere he 357 
 Our God, where'er thy people 70 
 Our heavenly Father calls, 116 
 O where shall rest be found, 132 
 
 Part in peace,"is day before us, 53 
 Peace be to tliis habitation, 98 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, 272 
 
 People of the living God, 106 
 
 Praise the Lord ! ye heavens 204 
 Praise to thee, all holy God, 375 
 Praise to the heroes who struck 173 
 Prayer is the soul's sincere 269 
 Prepare us, Lord, to view thy 110 
 
 Remember thy Creator, 125 
 
 Return, my soul, unto thy rest, 303 
 Ride on, ride on, in majesty, 250 
 Rise, crowned with light, 256 
 
 Parred day, forever blest, 65 
 
 Safely through another week, 59 
 Save me from my foes, 242 
 
 Saviour of the sin-sick soul, 263 
 Saviour, thy law we love, 105 
 
 See, Jesus, thy disciples see, 31 
 Send down thy winged angel, 104 
 Servant of God, well done, 144 
 Shout to the Lord, ye surging 209 
 Since the Son has made me 301 
 Sing we the songof those who 258 
 Sinners, turn, why will you die, 49 
 Sister, thou wast mild and 148 
 Sleep, sleep to-day 63 
 
 Softly now the light of day, 14 
 So let our lips and lives express, 311 
 Sometimes a light surprises, 75 
 Songs of praise the angels sang, 202 
 Sons of renowned sires, 171 
 
 Source of life and light divine, 340 
 Spirit of truth, on this thy day, 162 
 
 Hymn. 
 Suppliant, lo ! thy children 127 
 Supreme and universal light, 325 
 Sweet is tlie task, O Lord, 56 
 
 Sweet thy memory. Saviour 266 
 
 Talk with us. Lord, thyself 287 
 Teach me, my God, and King, 323 
 The air of death breathes 140 
 
 The breaking waves dashed 169 
 The dove let loose, 307 
 
 Thee will T love, my strength, 302 
 The God of Glory walks his 324 
 The heaven of heavens cannot 76 
 The heavenly spheres to thee, 15 
 The heavens declare thy glory 211 
 The kings of old have shrines, 353 
 The Lord is my shepherd, 231 
 
 The Lord Jehovah reigns, 196 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall 233 
 The Lord will come, 253 
 
 The morning flowers display 136 
 The offerings to thy throne 35 
 
 The praying spirit breathe, 268 
 There is a time when moments 17 
 There 's life abroad, from each 334 
 The sage his cup of hemlock 345 
 The saints on earth and all the 163 
 The spirit in our hearts, 47 
 
 The thing my God doth hate, 331 
 The triumphs of the martvred 165 
 The uplifted eye and bended 321 
 The voice of free grace cries 158 
 The world may change from 354 
 They who on the Lord rely, 9 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave, 138 
 Thou art, O God, the life and 217 
 Thou God of truth and love, 88 
 Though wandering in a 389 
 
 Thou hidden love of God, 299 
 
 Thou that dwellest enthroned 212 
 Thou who didst stoop below, 363 
 Thou who upon the eternal 335 
 Through all the various 234 
 
 Through thee we now together 92 
 Thus far the Lord hath led me 16 
 Thy name. Almighty Lord, 41 
 'T is my happiness below, 225 
 
 To him who children blessed, 333 
 To prayer, to prayer, for the 356 
 To thee, mv God, my days are 237 
 To thee, OGod in Heaven, 332 
 Try us, O Lord, and search the 78 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 U Hymn. 
 
 Unveil thy bosom, faitliful 147 
 Upward llift mine eyes, 23(» 
 
 Upon the Gospel's sacred page, 267 
 
 W 
 Watchman, tell us of the night, 150 
 We bless thee fur tliis sacred 58 
 We bow before thy gracious 08 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest, GO 
 Welcome, welcome, quiet 57 
 
 We sing of God, the mighty 3(i7 
 We meditate the day, 247 
 
 What secret hand , at morning 6 
 What though the streams be 139 
 When as returns this sacred 62 
 When before thy throne we 3(') 
 When God of old came down IRl 
 Wlien I can read my title clear, 309 
 
 Hymn. 
 When I can trust mv all Willi 362 
 When Israel of the Lord 199 
 
 When, my Saviour, shall I be, 2()4 
 When o'er the billow heaving 170 
 When shall we meet again, 359 
 When quiet in my house I sit, 97 
 Where, for a thousand miles, 379 
 Wherefore should man, frail 274 
 While shepherds watched, 154 
 While thee I seek, protecting 220 
 While with ceaseless course 175 
 With elory clad, with strength 195 
 Within these walls be i>eace, 126 
 Why not now, my God, my 52 
 Wondrous truths, and 373 
 
 Y 
 
 Ye followers of the Prince of 114 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS, 
 
 I Morning and Evening. 
 
 Mornings 1 to 6; Morning or Evening, 7 to 10, 356; Eve- 
 ning, 11 10 16, 336, 338, 340, 364. 
 
 II. Introduction and Close of Worship. 
 
 Ho^ise of God, 18, 20, 21, 23, 24, 25, 54 ; seeking a bless- 
 ing, 19, 29, 32, 36, 37, 38 ; truth and love, 26 ; rich 
 and poor meet together, 27 ; the church, 28, 71 ; meeting 
 Christ, 30, 31 ; sincerity, 33, 34, 35, 68; closing Hymns, 
 39 to 46, 53 ; invitations, 47 to 52. 
 
 III. Lord's Day. 
 
 Sabbath Morning, 55, 57, 59, 62, 63 ; day of rest, 56, 58, 
 60, 61, 64 ; Sabbath Evening, 17, 65, 66, 67, 80. 
 
 IV. Social Worship. 
 
 Invocation, 69, 70 ; brotherly love, 72 ; joy in the church, 
 73, 74, 75; social worship, 77, 78, 79, 83, 84, 85; long- 
 ing to know God, 81 ; brotherl} love and union, 86, 87, 
 88, 89 ; address to sinners, 90, 91 ; parting, 92 to 95. , 
 
 V. Domestic Worship. 
 
 Peace be to this house, 96 ; religion at home, 97 ; prayer at 
 home, 98 ; happy religion, 99 ; good life, 100 ; before 
 sleep, 101 ; children's prayers, 102, 103 ; for a sick child, 
 104. 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 VI. Baptism, Lord's Supper. 
 
 Baptism of Children^ 332, 333 ; of adults, 105 ; chants, 43 
 
 to 52. 
 Lord's Supper^ 109 to 122 ; admission of members, 106 to 
 
 108. 
 
 VII. Children and Sunday Schools. 
 
 Sunday Schools, 126 to 128; child's religion, 123, 124,125, 
 128 to 130. 
 
 VIII. Sickness and Death. 
 
 I would not lire ahcny, 131; issues of life, 132; happy 
 deaths, 133 to 135, 343, 344; death of tlie young, 136, 
 13!), 141, 142, 148. 
 
 Funeral Hymns, 137, 138, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147 ; conso- 
 lations, 140, 141). 
 
 IX. Feasts and Fasts. 
 
 Advent or Christmas, 150 to 155 ; Good Friday, 156 to 158 ; 
 Easter, 15i), 160, 366 ; Whitsunday, 161, 162, 357; All 
 Saints, 163 to 166 ; Fast, 167, 168 ; chant, 7 ; Feast of the 
 Pilgrims, 169 to 171 ; Feast of the Reformation, 172 to 
 174. 
 
 X. Anniversaries and 3Iissions. 
 
 Old and Xeic Ycir, 175 to 177; missions, 178, 179; west- 
 ern missions, 379 ; national anniversaries, 180 to 183, 
 374 ; anti-slavery meeting, 184. 
 
 XI. Adoration of God. 
 
 Adoration, 82, 185 to 188, 358 ; the only true God, 189, 
 190, 377; goodness of God, 191 ; God is everywhere, 76, 
 192 to 194, 199, 349 ; God's sovereignty, 195 to 197, 201 ; 
 incomprehensible, 198 ; Creator, 200, 337, 367. 
 
 XII. Praise to God. 
 
 Praise from all, 202 to 204 ; from nature, 205 to 212, 373. 
 Praise and Thanksgiving, 213 to 219, 365, 370, 371, 372, 
 375. 
 
INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 
 
 XIII. Submission and Reliance. 
 
 HaUtual Devotion, 220 5 trust in trials, 221 to 225, 362, 
 368; help my unbelief, 226; God's Providence, 227, 
 228, 230 to 238. 
 
 Deliverances^ 240 ; trust in God's love, 241 to 244, 348, 
 361. 
 
 XIV. Christ. 
 
 Preparation for Christ, 245, 246 ; manifestation, 247 ; mes- 
 sage, 248 ; teaching, 249; in Jerusalem, 250 ; among his 
 people, 251 ; the Judge, 252 to 254 ; kingdom, 255 to 
 257; His redeemed, 258 ; love to Christ, 259; praise to 
 Christ, 260, 261 ; His character, 262 ; following Christ, 
 263 to 266, 363 ; His truth in progress, 267. 
 
 XV. Inavard Religion. 
 
 Prayer, 268 to 270; confession of sin, 272 to 274, 279; 
 self-dedication, 275 to 278, 280; Christian principles, 
 281 to 283 ; seeking purity of heart, 229, 284 to 286 ; 
 living with God, 287,288; longing for God, 289 to 302; 
 quiet religion, 303 to 306, 346; heaven, 307 to 310, 335, 
 359; hope, 347, 354. 
 
 XVI. Outward Religion. 
 
 Religion expressed, 311 ; warfare, 312, 316 ; life, 313 to 
 315 ; good works, 317, 318, 325; prudence, 319; daily 
 goodness, 320, 322 ; faith and works, 321 ; righteousness, 
 323 ; industry, 324 ; principle, 326 ; charity, 327 ; moder- 
 ation, 328 ; watching, 329; true life, 330, 355 ; holiness, 
 331; outward and inward life, 334 ; humility, 339. 
 
 XVII. Miscellaneous. 
 
 Human Brotherhood, 341 ; Christian joy, 342 ; triumph of 
 truth, 345, 352; honor all men, 350; past and future, 
 351 ; nameless martyrs, 353, 360 ; the persecuted, 369 ; 
 the noble dead, 381. 
 
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