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 Let the inhabitants of the rock sing, let them shout from 
 the top of the mountains. Isaiah xlii. 11. 
 
 I will praise thee, O Lord, among the people : I will 
 sing unto thee among the nations. Psalms lvii. 
 
 SECOND EDITION. 
 
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INTRODUCTION, 
 
 Bear Brethren : 
 
 As we have i»een appointed a Coniniit- 
 tee to rc'vise arul make additions to the Hymn 
 Book now in use by us, being thouwbt. by 
 many, to he defective in many respects ; we in 
 pursuance of our appointment have endeavored 
 faithful i'/, ac^ordinff to (uir best jud/rment, to 
 exclude such Jlymsis fro n said book as we 
 thoui^ht to be improper, and make an addition 
 of those tSiat mii^ht add to the spirituality of 
 our devoti)Us. In comiuiionr our Hymns, we 
 W«^re under thf^' necessity of mtermixinjr them 
 in such a manuer tiiat the B>nk will appear al- 
 most entirely new; we li^ve observed withtuit 
 any alteratiims the form" of the ol Book .(s re- 
 spects Its tliree pas-tsaiul references. 
 
 The First part contains a selection from the 
 E p'scopal Methodist fli/mn Bonk, latest revised 
 edition, and each hymn hath fixed to it a refer- 
 ence to the pag'e on whicli it stands in said 
 Book. 
 
INTRODUCTION. 
 
 The Second part is a selection from I)i 
 Watts'' Psalms and Hymns, with their referen- 
 ces to the Psalms or Hymns as they stand num- 
 bered in his Book. 
 
 We have not deemed it proper to make any 
 references in the Third part, it being a seiec- 
 tion from various GM^ors, together with some 
 original Hymns adapted more particularly to 
 Pray«''r Meetings, Class Meetings, Camp Meet- 
 ings and Love Feasts. 
 
 In presentin.^ you this Book, we dare not 
 presume to say it is entirely free from defects 
 and exceptions, but trust it will aid Christians 
 of ail denominations in their devotions. 
 
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REFORMED METHODIST 
 
 POCKET HYMN BOOK, 
 
 BOOK I. 
 
 Selected from the Methodist Episcopal Church Hymn 
 Book ; and numbered as they are in that Book. 
 
 AWASENXNG A.ni> xix'vmva. 
 
 Melody.-] HYMN 1. C. M, (Page 7.) 
 
 FIRST PART. 
 
 1 O FOR a thousand tongues to sing 
 
 My great Redeemer's praise ; 
 The glories of my God and King, 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 My gra<jious Master, and my God, 
 
 Assist me to proclaim, 
 To spread through all the earth abroad 
 The honours of thy Name. 
 
 3 Jesus !— the Name that charms our fears, 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease ; 
 'Tis music in the sinner's ears 
 'Tis Ufe, and health, and peace. 
 
 4 He breaks the power of cancellM si&, 
 
 He sets the prisoner free ; 
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4 AWAKENING 
 
 His blood can make the foulest clean ; 
 His blood avail'd for mc. 
 
 5 He speaks — and listening to his voice, 
 
 New life the dead receive ; 
 The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; 
 The humble poor believe. 
 
 6 Hear him, ye deaf; his pr^^ise, ye dumb} 
 
 Your loosen'd tongue- einploy ; 
 Ye blind, behold your Saviour come. 
 And leap ye lame for joy. 
 
 SECOND PART. 
 
 1 LOOK unto Him, ye nations ; own 
 
 Your God, ve fallen race ; 
 Look, and be sav'd through faith alone^ 
 Be justified by grace. 
 
 2 See all your sins on Jesus laid : 
 
 The Lamb of God was slain : 
 His soul was once an offering made 
 For every soul of man. 
 
 3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep, 
 
 And Christ shall give you light ; 
 Cast all your sins into the deep, 
 And wash the iStliiop white. 
 
 4 With me, your chief ye then shall know, 
 
 Shall feel your sins forgiven ; 
 Anticipate your heaven below, 
 And own that love is heaven. 
 
 P. AcM?.] HYMN 2. P. M. 4 6's «fe 2 8's. (P. 13.) 
 1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow, 
 The gladly solemn sound ; 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
 Let. all the nations know, 
 To earth's remotest bound ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 
 Hath full atonement made : 
 Ye weary spirits, rest. 
 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad; 
 The year of Jubilee is come; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 3 Extol the Lamb of God, 
 
 The all-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption in his blood 
 
 Throughout the world proclaim ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
 
 Your Uberty receive. 
 And safe in Jesus dwell, 
 And blest in Jesus live ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 5 Ye who have sold for nought 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Shall have it back unbought, 
 The gift of Jesus' love; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 6 The Gospel trumpet hear, 
 
 The news of heavenly grace ; 
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AWAKENING 
 
 And, sav'd from earth, appear 
 Before your Saviour's face ; 
 The year of Jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 Eaton,] HYMN 3. L. M. (Page 11.) 
 
 ♦FIRST PART. 
 
 1 SINNERS obey the jjospel word ; 
 Haste to the supper of my Lord ; 
 Be wise to know my gracious day ; 
 All things are ready come away ! 
 
 ^ Ready the Father is to own, 
 And kiss his late returning son ; 
 Ready your loving Saviour stands, 
 And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 
 
 3 Ready the Spirit of his love, 
 Just now the stony to remove ; 
 
 To apply, and witness with the blood, 
 And wash, and seal the sons of God. 
 
 4 Ready for you the angels wait, 
 To triumph in your blest estate : 
 Tuning their harps, they long to praise 
 The wonders of redeeming grace. 
 
 5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 Are ready with their shining host: 
 All heaven is ready to resound, 
 
 " The dead's alive ! the lost is found !" 
 
 SECOND PART. 
 
 I COME then, ye sinners, to our Lord, 
 In Christ to paracJtse restorM : 
 
ANl> INVITING 
 
 His proffer'd benefits embrace, 
 The plenitude of Gospel grace. 
 
 2 A pardon written with his blood, 
 The favour and the peace of God ; 
 The seeing eye, the feeling sense, 
 The mystic joys of penitence. 
 
 3 The godly fear, the pleasing smart, 
 The meltmos of a broken heart ; 
 
 The tears that teli your 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 Th' o'erwhelming power of saving grace, 
 The sight that veils the seraph^s face ; 
 The speechless awe that dares not move. 
 And all the silent heaven of love. 
 
 St. Anns.] HYMN 4. C. M. * (Page 25.) 
 
 1 THOU Son of God, whose flaming eyes 
 
 Our inmost thoughts perceive, 
 Accept the evenmg sacrifice 
 Which now to thee we give. 
 
 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 
 
 And think ourselves sincere : 
 But show us, Lord, is every one 
 Thy real worshipper ? 
 
 3 Is here a soul that knows thee not. 
 
 Nor feels his want of thee ; 
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I AWAKENING 
 
 A Stranger to the blood which bought 
 His pardon on the tree ? 
 
 4 Convince him how of unbelief, 
 
 His desperate ^tate explain : 
 And fill his heart with sacred grief, 
 And penitential pain. 
 
 5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, 
 
 And bid the sleeper rise ; 
 And bid his guilty conscience dread 
 The death that never dies. 
 
 6 Extort the cry, " What must be done 
 
 To save a wretch like me ? 
 How shall a trembling sinner shan 
 That endless misery ? 
 
 7 " I must this instant now begin 
 
 Out of my sleep to wake, 
 And turn to God, and every sin 
 Continually forsake. 
 
 8 " I must for faith incessant cry, 
 
 And wrestle Lord, with thee ; 
 1 must be born again, or die 
 To all eternity !" 
 
 Calvary.] HYMN 5. P. M. (Page 8.) 
 1 COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, 
 Weak and wounded, sick and sorCj 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 Full of pity, love and power; 
 
 He is able. 
 He is wiUing doubt no more. 
 
AND INVITING. 
 
 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome, 
 
 God's free bounty glorify ; 
 True belief and true repentance, 
 Every grace that brings you nigh. 
 
 Without money 
 Come to Jesus Christ and buy, 
 
 3 Let not conscience make you linger ; 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream; 
 AH the fitness he requireth 
 Is to feel your need of him ; 
 
 This he gives you, 
 'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam. 
 
 4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
 
 Bruis'd and mangl'd by the fall, 
 If you tarry till you're better, 
 You will'never come at all, 
 
 Not the righteous, 
 Sinners, Jesus came to calL 
 
 5 Affonizing in the garden, 
 
 Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies ! 
 On the bloody tree behold him ! 
 Hear him cry before he dies, 
 
 " It is finish'd 1" 
 Sinners, will not this suffice ? 
 
 6 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending. 
 
 Pleads the merit of his blood ; 
 Venture on him, venture freely ; 
 Let no other trust intrude : 
 
 None but Jesus 
 Can do helpless sinners good. 
 
1 AWAKENING 
 
 7 Saints and angels join'd in concert. 
 
 Sing the praises of the Lamb, 
 
 While the blissful seats of heaven 
 
 Sweetly echo with his name : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Sinners here may do the same. 
 
 Dudley.] HYMN 6. P. M. 8 lines, 7's. (P. \{).) 
 
 1 SINNERS, turn, why will ye die ? 
 God your Maker, asks you why ? 
 God, who did your being ^ive, 
 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 ? 
 God, your Saviour, asks you why? 
 God, who did your souls retrieve. 
 Died himself that you might live. 
 Will you let him die in vain ? 
 Crucify your Lord again 1 
 
 Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why 
 Will ye slight his grace and die I 
 
 3 Sinners turn, why will ye die ? 
 God, the Spirit, asks you why ? 
 He who all your lives hath strove, 
 Woo'd you to embrace his love ; 
 W^ill ye not his grace receive ? 
 Will ye still refuse to live ? 
 
 Why, you long-sought sinners, why 
 Wili you grieve your God and die 1 
 
A?fl> INVITING. 
 
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 Dead already, dead vvitliiii, 
 
 Spiritu'liy dead in sin : 
 
 Dead to God, while here you breathe ; 
 
 Pant you after second death ? 
 
 Will you still in sin remain, 
 
 Greedy of eternal pain 1 
 
 O, ye dying sinners, why, 
 
 Why will you forever die I 
 
 Nazareth,] HYMN 7. L. M. (Page 16.) ^ 
 
 1 A.WAKE, Jerusalem, awake. 
 
 No longer in thy sins lie down : 
 The garment of salvation take. 
 
 Thy beauty ^nd thy strength put on. 
 
 2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight. 
 
 And hides the premise from thine eyes v 
 Arise, and struggle into light. 
 The great Deliverer calls, Arise ! 
 
 B Shake off the bands of sad despair, 
 Sion, assert thy liberty ; 
 Look up, thy broken heart prepare, 
 And God shall set the captive free. 
 
 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace. 
 
 Be purg'd ftom every sinful stain, 
 Be like your Lord, his word embrace, 
 Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain. 
 
 5 The Lord shall in your front appear, 
 
 And lead the pompous triumphs on ; 
 His glory shall bring up the rear, 
 .^nd perfect what^his grace begun, 
 
12 AWAKENING 
 
 Thacker.] HYxMN 8. S. M. (Page 22.) 
 
 1 SINNE RS, the call obey, 
 The latest callof^race: 
 The day is come, the vengeful day 
 Of a devoted race ; 
 Devils and men combine 
 To plague the faithless seed, 
 And phif»Is full of wrath divine, 
 Are bursting on your head. 
 
 H Enter into the Rock, 
 
 Ye trembling slaves of sm, 
 The Rock of your salvation, struck, 
 • And cleft to take you in : 
 To shelter the distrest 
 He did the cross endure ; 
 Enter into the clefts and rest 
 In Jesus' wounds secure. 
 
 3 Jesus, to thee we fly 
 From the devouring sword ; 
 
 Our city of defence is nigh ; 
 
 Our help is in the Lord. 
 
 Or if the scourge o'erflow, 
 
 And laugh at innocence, 
 Thine everlasting arms, we know 
 
 Shall be our souls' defwnce. 
 
 4 AVe in thy word believe, 
 And on thy promise stay ; 
 
 Our life, which still to thee we give^ 
 Shall be to us a prey : 
 Our life with thee we hide 
 Above the furious blast> 
 
AND INVITING. 18 
 
 And shelter'd in thy wounds abide 
 Till all the storms are past. 
 
 9 Believing against hope, 
 
 We hang upon thy grace, 
 Through every low^ing cloud look up^ 
 
 And wait for happy days ; 
 
 The days when all shall know, 
 
 Their sins in Christ fbrgiven, 
 And walk awhile with God below, 
 
 And then fly up to heaven^ 
 
 Bishop.] HYMN 9. L. M. (Page 17.) 
 
 1 HO ! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh ; 
 
 'Tis God invites the fallen race ; 
 Mercy and free salvation buy, 
 
 Buy wine, and milk, and Gospel grace. 
 
 2 Come to the living waters, come ! 
 
 Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; 
 " Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, 
 And find my grace is free for all." 
 
 3 See from the rock a fountain rise ; 
 
 For you in healing streams it rolls ; 
 Money ye need not bring, nor price, 
 Ye laboring, burden'd, sin-sick souls. 
 
 4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, 
 
 Leave all you have and are behind, 
 Frankly the gift of God receive, 
 Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 
 
 5 " Why seek ye that which is not bread, 
 
 Nor can your hungry souls sustain ? 
 
14 AWAKENING 
 
 On ashes, husks, and air you feed ; 
 Ye spend your iittle all in vain. 
 
 6 "In search of empty joys below, 
 
 Ye toil with unavaiiino- strife : 
 Whither, Ah ! whither would ye go 1 
 I have the words of endless life. 
 
 7 Hearken to me with earnest care, 
 
 And freely eat substantial food ; 
 The sweetness of my mercy share; 
 And taste that I alone am ^ood. 
 
 8 *' I bid you all my croodness prove, 
 
 My promises for all are free : 
 Come, taste the manna of my love, 
 And let your souls delight in me. 
 
 9 '* Your willing- ear and heart incline, 
 
 My words believingly receive ; 
 ' Quicken'd your souls by faith divine, 
 An everlasting life shall live." 
 
 Tishury,] HYMN 10, C. M. (Page 18.) 
 
 1 LET ev'ry mortal ear attend. 
 
 And ev'rv heart rejoice ; 
 The trumpet of the Gospel sounds 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 2 Ho ! all ye hungry starving souls, 
 
 That feed up n the wind. 
 And vainly strive wii earthly toys 
 To fill an empty mind ; 
 
AND INVITINCf. 15 
 
 3 Eternal V/isdom hath prepa.r'd 
 
 A soul-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 The rich provision taste. 
 
 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die, 
 Here you may quench your raging thirst 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 5 Rivers of love and mercy here, * 
 
 In a rich ocean join ; 
 Salvation jn abundance flows 
 Like floods of milk and wine. 
 
 G The happy gates of Gospel grace, 
 Stand open night and day : 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 Bethel] HYMN 11. CM. (Page 25.) 
 
 1 SINNERS, the, voice of God regard ; 
 
 'Tis mercy speaks to-day ; 
 
 He calls you by his sacred word 
 
 From sin's destructive way. 
 
 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, 
 
 You live, devoid of peace ; 
 A thousand stings within your breast 
 Deprive your souls of ease. 
 
 3 Your way is dark, and leads to death ; 
 
 Why will you persevere ? 
 Can you in endless torments breathe, 
 Shut up in black despair ? 
 
16 AWAkENlNe 
 
 4 Why will you in the naked ways 
 
 Of sin and folly go ? 
 In pain you travel all your days, 
 To reap eternal wo, 
 
 5 But he that turns to God shall live» 
 
 Through his abounding grace : 
 His mercy will the guilt forgive, 
 Of those that seek his face. 
 
 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
 
 Renouncing e^^ery sin, 
 Submit to him your sovereign Lord, 
 And learn his will divine. 
 
 Bethel] HYMN 12. C. M. (Page 26.) 
 
 1 COiME, O thou all-victorious Lord, 
 
 Thy power to us make known : 
 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 
 And break these hearts of stone. 
 
 2 O that we all might now begin 
 
 Our foolishness to mourn ! 
 And turn at once from every sin, 
 And to the Saviour turn. 
 
 3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, 
 
 In this our gracious day ; 
 
 Repentance unto life bestow. 
 
 And take our sins away. 
 
 4 Convince us first of unbelief, 
 
 And freely then release ; 
 Fill every soul with sacred grief, 
 And then with sacred peace, 
 
AND INVITING. 17 
 
 6 Impov'rish, Lord, and then relieve, 
 And then enrich the poor ; 
 The knowledge of our sickness give, 
 The knowledge of our cure. 
 
 6 That blessed sense of guilt impart, 
 
 And then remove the load ; 
 Trouble, and wash the troubled heart 
 In the atoning blood. 
 
 7 Our desperate state, through sin, declare. 
 
 And speak our sins forgiven : 
 By perfect holiness prepare, 
 And take us Up to heaven. 
 
 Old Winsor.] HYMN 13. C. M. (Page 27.) 
 
 1 TERRIBLE thought ! shall I alone, 
 
 Who may be savM, shall I, 
 Of all, alas ! whom I have known, 
 Through sin forever die ? 
 
 2 While -all my old companions dear, 
 
 With whom I once did live, 
 Joyful at God's right-hand appear, 
 A blessing to receive. 
 
 3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band, 
 
 Dragg'd to the judgment seat, 
 Far on the left with horror stand, 
 My fearful doom to meet ? 
 
 4 Ah ! no : — 1 still may turn and live, 
 
 For still his wrath delays ; 
 He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve. 
 And offers me his grace. 
 
18 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 5 I will accept his ofiers now, 
 From every sin depart ; 
 Perform my oft-repeated vow, 
 And render Iiim my heart. 
 
 G I will improve what I receive, 
 
 The grace through Jesus given ; 
 Sure, if with God on earth I live, 
 To live with God m heaven. 
 
 PEXrZTENTIAL. , 
 
 Stafford.] HYMN 14. S. M. (Page. 32.) 
 
 1 O THAT I could repent ! 
 O that I could believe ! 
 
 Thou, by thy voice, the marble rent, 
 
 The rock in sunder cleave ; 
 
 Thou by thy two-edg'd sword. 
 
 My soul and spirit part ; 
 Strike with the hammer of thy word, 
 
 And break my stubborn heart. 
 
 2 Saviour and Prince of peace, 
 The double grace bestow ; 
 
 Unloose the bands of wickedness, 
 
 And let the captive go : 
 
 Grant me my sins to feel, 
 
 And then the load remove : 
 Wound, and pour in my wounds to heal-, 
 
 The bairn of pard'ning love. 
 
 3 For thine own mercy's sake, 
 The hindrance now remove : 
 
fENlTENTIAJL. 
 
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 And into thy protection take 
 
 The pl'is'ner of thy love ; 
 
 In every trying hour, 
 
 Stand by my feeble soul, 
 And screen me from my nature's power, i 
 
 Till thou hast made me whole. 
 
 4 This is thy will, 1 know, 
 
 That T should holy be ; 
 Should let my sins this moment go, 
 
 This moment turn to thee : 
 
 O might I now embrace 
 
 Thine all-sutficient power ! 
 And never more to sin give place, 
 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 Maiden.-] HYMN 15. C. M. (Page 63.) 
 
 FIRST PART. 
 
 1 JESUS, if still thou art to-day. 
 
 As yesterday, the same, 
 Present to heal, in me display 
 The virtue of thy Name ! 
 
 2 If still thou goest about to do 
 
 Thy needy creatures good. 
 On me, that I thy praise may show^ 
 Be all thy wonders show'd. 
 
 3 Now, Lord, to whom for help I call, 
 
 Thy miracles repeat ; 
 With pitying eyes behold me fall 
 A leper at thy feet. 
 
 4 Loathsome, and vile, and self-abhorr'd, 
 
 I sink beneath my sin ; 
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20 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 But if thou tvilt, a gracious word 
 Of thine can make me clean. 
 
 5 Thou seest me deaf to Ihy command, 
 
 Open, O Lord, my ear, 
 Bid me stretch out my vvither'd hand, 
 And lift it up in prayer. 
 
 6 Silent, (alas f thou know'st how long,) 
 
 My voice I cannot raise : 
 But, O ! when thou shalt loose my tongue. 
 The dumb shall sing thy praise. 
 
 7 Lame at the pool I still am found r 
 
 Give, and my strength employ ; 
 Light as a hart I then shall bound ; 
 The lame shall leap for joy. 
 
 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thee, 
 
 And dark I am within : 
 The love of God I cannot see, 
 The sinfulness of sin. 
 
 9 But thou, they say, art passing by ! 
 
 O let me find thee near : 
 Jesu, in mercy hear my cry, 
 Thou son of David, hear ! 
 
 10 Behold me waiting in the way 
 For thee, the heavenly Light ; 
 Command me to be brought, and sav, 
 ** Sinner, receive thy sight ! 
 
 SECOND PART. 
 
 1 WHILE dead in trespasses I lie, 
 Thy quickening Spirit give ; 
 
PENITENTIAL. 21 
 
 -Call me, thou Son of God, that I 
 May hear thy voice, and live. 
 
 2 While full of anguish and disease, 
 
 My weak, distemper'd soul 
 Thy love compassionately sees, 
 
 let it make me whole. 
 
 3 Cast out thy foes, and let them still 
 
 To Jesu's name submit, ; 
 Clothe with thy righteousness, and heal, 
 And place me at thy feet. 
 
 4 To Jesu's name, if all things now 
 
 A trembling homage pay ; 
 
 O let my stubborn spirit bow, 
 
 My stifF-neck'd will obey ! 
 
 5 Impotent, dumb, and deaf, and blind. 
 
 And sick, and poor I am : 
 But sure a remedy to find 
 For all in Jesu's name. 
 
 6 I know in thee all fulness dwells 
 
 And all for wretched man : 
 
 Fill every want my spirit feels, 
 
 Ana break off every chain. 
 
 7 If thou impart thyself to me, 
 
 No other good I need : 
 If thou, the Son, shalt make me free, 
 
 1 shall be free indeed. 
 
 8 I cannot rest till in thy blood 
 
 I full redemption have : 
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22 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 But tliou, through whom I come to God, 
 Canst to the utmost save. 
 
 9 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain^ 
 rhou wilt redeem my soul. 
 Lord, I believe, nud not in vain : 
 My faith shall make me whole. 
 
 10 I too. with thee shall walk in white, 
 With all thy saints shall prove. 
 What is the length, and breadth and height, 
 And depth of perfect love. 
 
 Durham.} HYMN 16. S. M. (Page 41.) 
 
 1 AH ! whither sliould I go, 
 Burdened, and sick and faint ! 
 
 To whom should I my troubles show, 
 
 And pour out my complaint ? 
 
 My Saviour bids me come, 
 
 Ah ! why do ' delay ? 
 He calls the weary sinner home. 
 
 And yet from him I stay ! 
 
 2 What is it keeps me back 
 From which I cannot part T 
 
 ^Vhich will not let the Saviom caRe 
 
 Possession of my Iteart ? 
 
 Some cursed thing unknown, 
 
 Must surely lurk within ; 
 Some idol which I will not own. 
 
 Some secret bosom-sin. 
 
 f^ Jesus, the hind'rance show. 
 Which I have fear'd to see ;. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 3S 
 
 And let me now consent to know 
 
 What keeps nie back from thee. 
 
 Searcher ot hear's, m mine 
 
 Thy trying power display ; 
 Into its darkest cornes siiinej 
 
 And take the vail away. 
 
 4 I now believe in thee 
 
 Compasssion reigns alone; 
 According to my aitii, to me 
 
 O let it, Loid, be done ! 
 
 In me is all the bar, 
 
 Which thou wouldst fain remove ; 
 Remove it, and 1 shall declare 
 
 That God is only love. 
 
 Bedford] HYMN 17. CM. (Page 46.) 
 
 1 O TILVT I could my Lord receive, 
 
 Who did the world redeem ; 
 AVho gave his life that I might live 
 A life conceal'd in him ! 
 
 2 O that I could the blessing prove. 
 
 My heart's extreme desire : 
 Live happy in my Saviour's love, 
 And in his arms expire. 
 
 3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace^ 
 
 That kept by mercy's power, 
 I may from every evil cease, 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 4 Now, if thy gracious will it be, 
 
 E'en now my sins remove, 
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'^4 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 And set my soul at liberty 
 By thy victorious love. 
 
 5 In answer to ten thousand prayers. 
 
 Thou pardning God, descend : 
 Number me with salvation's heirs, 
 My sins and troubles end. 
 
 6 Nothing I ask or want beside, 
 
 Of all in earth or heaven : 
 But let me feel thy blood applied, 
 And live and die forgiven. 
 
 Bethel] HYMN 18. C. M. (Page 48.) 
 
 1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? 
 
 Awake my skiggish soul ! 
 Nothing hath half thy work to do, 
 Yet nothing's half so dull. 
 
 2 Go to the ants ; for one poor grain 
 
 See how they toil and strive ! 
 Yet we, who have a heaven t' obtain, 
 How negligent we live ! 
 
 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, 
 
 And stars their courses move ; 
 We, for whose guard the angel-bands 1 
 Come flying from above. 
 
 4 We, for whom God the Son came down, 
 
 And labour'd for our good. 
 How careless to secure that crown 
 He purchas'd with his blood. 
 
 5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, 
 
 And never act our parts ? 
 
PENiTENTIAt. 2^ 
 
 5 Oome then, and to my soul reveal 
 
 The heights and depths of grace, 
 The wounds which all my sorrows heaL 
 That dear disfigur'd face. 
 
 6 Before my eyes of faith confess'd, 
 
 Stand forth a slaughter'd Lamb ; 
 And wrap me in thy crimson vest, 
 And tell me all thy name. 
 
 7 JEHOVAH in thy person show, 
 
 JEHOVAH crucified! 
 And then the pard'ning God I know, 
 And feel the blood applied. 
 
 8 I view the Lamb in his own light, 
 
 Whom angels dimly see ; 
 And gaze, transported at the sight, 
 To all eternity. 
 
 Devizes.] HYMN 24. CM. (Page 3J.) 
 
 t HOW sad our state by nature is I 
 Our sin how deep it stains ! 
 And Satan binds our captive souls 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
 H But there's a voice of sovereign grace 
 Sounds from the sacred word : 
 Ho ! ye despairing sinners come. 
 And trust a faithful Lord. 
 
 3 My soul obe3^s the gracious call, 
 And runs to this relief; 
 I would believe thy promise, Lord ! 
 O help my unbelief. 
 
30 PENIPENTIAL. 
 
 4 To the blest fountain of thy blood, 
 
 Incarnate God» I fly, 
 Here let me wash my spotted soul 
 From crimes of deepest dye. 
 
 5 A Guilty, weak, and helpless worm, 
 
 Into thy arms I fall ; 
 Be thou my strength and righteousness, 
 My Jesus and my all. 
 
 Mear.] HYMN 25. C. M. (Page 49.) 
 
 1 GOD is in this and every place ! 
 
 But, O ! how dark and void ; 
 To me 'tis one great wilderness. 
 This earth without my God. 
 
 2 Empty of Him who all things fills, 
 
 Till he his light impart ; 
 Till he his glorious self reveals, 
 The veil is on my heart. 
 
 3 O Thou who seest and know'st my grief^ 
 
 Thyself unseen, unknown ; 
 Pity my helpless unbelief. 
 And break my heart of stone. 
 
 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, 
 
 The long-sought bessing give ; 
 And bid me, at the point to die. 
 Behold thy face and live. 
 
 5 A darker soul did never yet 
 
 Thy promis'd help implore : 
 O that I now my Lord might meet. 
 And never lose him more ! 
 
PENITENTIAL. 27 
 
 ^ Though I have most unfaithful been, 
 Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'cl ! 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness seen ; 
 Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd. 
 
 4 Yet, O ! the chief of sinners spare, 
 
 In honour of my great High Priest ; 
 Nor in thy righteous anger swear 
 
 T' exclude me from thy people's rest. 
 
 5 This only wo T deprecate ; 
 
 This only plague I pray remove ; 
 Nor leave me in my lost estate ; 
 
 Nor curse me with this want of love. 
 
 6 Now, Lord, my weary soul release, 
 
 Upraise me with thy gracious hand, 
 And guide into thy perfect peace, 
 And bring me to the promis'd land. 
 
 Kentuchj.'] HYMN 2-2. S. M. (Page 63.) 
 
 1 AND wilt thou yet be found. 
 
 And may I still draw near ; 
 Then listen to the plaintive sound 
 Of a poor sinner's prayer. 
 
 2 Jesus, thine aid afford, 
 
 If still ;he same thou art, 
 To thee I look, to thee, my Lord ! 
 Lift up a helpless heart. 
 
 t} Thou seest my troubled breast, 
 The strugglings of my will, 
 The foes that interrupt my rest, 
 The agonies I feol. 
 bIO 
 
28 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 4 The daily death I prove, 
 
 Saviour to thee is knovk^n ; 
 'Tis worse than death my God to love, 
 And not my God alone. 
 
 5 O my ciFended Lord, 
 
 Restore my inward peace, 
 I know thou canst ; pronounce the word, 
 And bid the tempest cease ! 
 
 6 I long to see thy face. 
 
 Thy Spirit I implore, 
 The living water of thy grace, 
 That 1 may thirst no more. 
 
 China.] HYMN 23. C. M. (Page 36.) 
 
 1 WITH glorious clouds encompass'd round, 
 
 Whom angels dimly see ; 
 Will the unsearchable be found. 
 Or God appear to me 1 
 
 2 Will he forsake his throne above. 
 
 Himself to worms impart ? 
 Answer thou Man of grief and love, 
 And speak it to my heart. 
 
 3 In manifested love explain 
 
 Thy wonderful design ; 
 What meant the suffering Son of Man, 
 The streaming blood divine. 
 
 4 Didst thou not in our flesh appear, 
 
 And live and die below, 
 That I might now perceive thee near, 
 And my Redeemer know ? 
 
PENITENTIAL. 25 
 
 Come, holy Dove, from th' heav'ly hill, 
 And warm our frozen hearts. 
 
 6 Give us with active warmth to move, 
 With vig'rous souls to rise ; 
 With hands of faith and wings of love, 
 To flj and take the prize. 
 
 Mourner.] HYMN 19. L. M. (Page 51.) 
 
 1 LORD Jesus, when, when shall it be, 
 That I no more shnll break with thee ? 
 When will this war of passions cease, 
 And my free soul enjoy thy peace 1 
 
 3 Here I repent, and sin ag^ain ; 
 Now I revive, and now am slain ; 
 Slain with the same unhappy dart. 
 Which O, too often wounds my heart ! 
 
 3 O Saviour, when, when shall I be 
 A garden sealed to all but thee 1 
 No more expos'd no more undone ; 
 But live and grow to thee alone ? 
 
 4 Guide thou, O Lord, guide thou my course, 
 And draw me on with thy sweet force ; 
 Still make me walk, still make me tend. 
 By thee, ray way, to thee, my end ! 
 
 Watchman.] HYMN 20. S. M. (Page QQ.) 
 
 \ AND can I yet delay, 
 My little all to give 1 
 To tear my soul from earth away. 
 For Jesus to receive ] 
 b9 
 
^ ^ENlTENTIAt. 
 
 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield, 
 I can hold out no more ; 
 
 J sii'k, by dying love compelled, 
 And own Thee conqueror ! 
 
 3 Thousfb late, I all forsake, 
 My friends, my all resign ; 
 
 Gracious Redeemer, take, O takej- 
 And seal me ever thine ! 
 
 4 Come, and possess me whole, 
 Nor hence again remove ; 
 
 Settle and fix my wavering soul 
 With all thy weight of love. 
 
 ^ My one desire be this, 
 Thy only love to know ; 
 To seek and taste no other bliss, 
 No other good below. 
 
 6 My life, my portion thou, 
 Thou all-sufficient art ; 
 My hope, my heavenly treasure now 
 Enter and keep my heart. 
 
 Kirke.] HYMN 21. L. M. (Page 44.) 
 
 1 STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, 
 
 Though I have done thee such despite : 
 Nor cast the sinner quite away. 
 Nor take thine everlasting flight. 
 
 2 Though I have steel'd my stubborn heart, 
 
 And still shook off my guilty fears; 
 And vex'd, and urg'd thee to depart, 
 For many long rebellious years : 
 
PENITENTIAL. 31 
 
 6 Now, Jesus, now the Father*s love 
 Shed in my heart abroad ; 
 The middle wall of sin remove, 
 And let me into God. 
 
 Jehudijah.] HYMN 26.. L. M. (Page 53.) 
 
 1 JESUS, thy far-extended fame, 
 
 My drooping soul exults to hear ; 
 Thy name, thy all-restoring name, 
 Is music in a sinner's ear. 
 
 2 Sinners of old thou didst receive 
 
 With comfortable words, and kind ; 
 Their sorrows cheer, their wants relieve. 
 Heal the diseas'd, and cure the blind. 
 
 3 And art thou not the Saviour still 
 
 in every place and age the same 1 
 Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, 
 Or lost the virtue of thy name 1 
 
 4 Faith in thy changeless name I have, 
 
 The good, the kind physician, thou 
 Art able now our souls to save. 
 Art wiHing to restore them now. 
 
 5 Though eighteen hundred years are past 
 
 Since thou didst in the flesh appear; 
 Thy tender mercies ever last. 
 
 And still thy healing power is here. 
 
 6 Wouldst thou the body's health restore, 
 
 And not regard the sin-sick soul ? 
 The sin-sick soul thou lov'st much more, 
 And surely thou wilt make it whole. 
 
32 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 7 All my disease, my every sin 
 
 To thee, O Jesus, I criifess 
 
 111 pardon. Lord, my cure begin, 
 
 And perfect it in holiness. 
 
 8 That token of thine utmost good, 
 
 Now, Saviour, nww, on me bestow ; 
 And purge my conscience with thy blood, 
 And wash my nature white as ^now► 
 
 Devotion] HYMN 27. C. M. (Page 59.> 
 
 1 FATFER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, 
 
 I humbly seek thy face ; 
 Encourag'd by the Saviour's word 
 To ask thy pard'ning grace. 
 
 2 Entering into my closet, I, 
 
 The busy world exclude ; 
 In secret prayer for mercy cry, 
 And groan to be renew'd. 
 
 3 Far from the paths of men, to thee 
 
 I solemnly retire; 
 See thou who dost in secret see, 
 And grant my heart's desire. 
 
 4 Thy grace T languish to 'eceive, 
 
 The spirit of love amd power ; 
 Blameless before tliy face to live, 
 T > live and sin no more. 
 
 5 Fain would 1 all thy goodness feel, 
 
 An<i know my sins forgiven ! 
 And do on earth thy perfect will 
 As angels do in heaven. 
 
PENITENTIAL. 33, 
 
 6 O Father, glorify thy Son, 
 
 And grant what 1 require ; 
 For Jcsu's sake the gift send down, 
 And answer me by fire. 
 
 7 Kindle the flame of love within, 
 
 Which may to heaven ascend ; 
 And now the work of grace begin,. 
 Which shall in glory end. 
 
 Bethel] HYMN 28. C. M. (Page 65.) 
 
 1 LET the redeemed give thanks and praise 
 
 To a forgiving God ! 
 My feeble voice I cannot raise, ' 
 Till wash'd in Jesu's blood. 
 
 2 Till at thy coming from above, 
 
 My mountam-sin depart, 
 And ''ear gives place to filial love, 
 And peace o'erflows my heart. 
 
 3 Prisoner of hope, I still attend 
 
 h' appearance of my Lord, 
 These endless doubts and fears to end, 
 And speak my soul restor'd : 
 
 4 Restor'd by reconciling grace ;' 
 
 With present pardon blest ; 
 And fitted by true holiness 
 For my eternal rest. 
 
 5 The peace which man can ne'er conceive, 
 
 Tj)e love and joy unknown' 
 
 Now, Father, to thy servant give, 
 
 And claim me for thine own. 
 
34 
 
 PENITENTIAL. 
 
 6 My God, through Jesus pacify'd \ 
 My God, thyself declare ; 
 And draw me to his open side, 
 And plunge the sinner there ! 
 
 Newri/.] HYMN 29. L. M. (Page 74.) 
 
 1 FAIN would I go to thee, my God, 
 
 Thy mercies and thy wants to tell ; 
 To feel my pardon seal'd in blood : 
 Saviour, thy love I wait to feel. 
 
 2 Freed from the power of cancellM sin, 
 
 When shall my soul triumphant prove ? 
 Why breaks not out the fire within, 
 In flames of joy, and praise and love? 
 
 3 Jesus, to thee my soul aspires ; 
 
 Jesus, to thee I plight my vows : 
 Keep me from earthly, base desires. 
 My God, my Saviour, and my spouse. 
 
 4 Fountain of all-sufficient bliss. 
 
 Thou art the good I seek below ; 
 Fullness of joy in thee there is ; 
 Without, 'tis misery all. and wo. 
 
 Gainsboro\] HYMN 30. C. M. (Page 75.) 
 
 1 MY God, ray God, to thee I cry ; 
 Thee only would I know ; 
 Thy purifying blood apply. 
 And wash me white as snow. 
 
 ^ Touch me and make the leper clea% 
 Purge my iniquity : 
 
PENITENTIAL. 35 
 
 Unless thou wash my soul from sin, 
 I have no part in thee. 
 
 3 But art thou not already mine 1 
 
 Answer, if mine thou art! 
 Whisper within, thou Love divine, 
 And cheer my drooping heart. 
 
 4 Behold, for me the victim bleeds, 
 
 His wounds are open wide ; 
 For me the blood of sprinkling pleads, 
 And speaks me justify'd. 
 
 KennebecL] HYMN 31. P. M. (Page 72.) 
 
 1 STILL, Lord, I languish for thy grace, 
 Reveal the beauties of thy face. 
 
 The middle wall remove : 
 Appear and banish my complaint ; 
 Come and supply my only want, 
 
 Fill all my soul with love ! 
 
 2 O ! conquer this rebellious will ; 
 Willing thou art and ready still. 
 
 Thy help is always nigh : 
 The stony from my heart remove, 
 And give me, Lord, O give me love, 
 
 Or at thy feet I die. 
 
 3 To thee I lift my mournful eye : 
 Why am I thus 7 O tell me why 
 
 I cannot love my God ? 
 The hind'rance must be all in me ; 
 It cannot in my my Saviour be ; 
 
 Witness that streaming blood ! 
 
86 DESCRIBING 
 
 4 It cost thy blood my heart to win : 
 To buy me from the power of sin, 
 
 And make me love again : 
 Come, then, my Lord, thy right asseii;. 
 Take to thyself my ransom'd heart, 
 Nor bleed nor die in ^ain. 
 
 DESCRIBING FORSSAI. HXILIGION. 
 
 Rochester.] HYMN 32. C. M. (Page 80.) 
 
 1 LONG bave I seem'd to serve Thee, Lord, 
 
 With unavailinir pain : 
 Fasted, and pray'd, and read tliy word. 
 And heard it preach-d in vain. 
 
 2 Oft did I with th' assembly join, 
 
 And near thy altar drew ; 
 
 A form of Godlines was mine, 
 
 The power T never knew. 
 
 3 I rested in the outward law, 
 
 Nor knew its deep desii^n : 
 The length and breadth I never saw, 
 And height of love divine. 
 
 4 To please thee thus at length 1 see, 
 
 Vainly I hop'd 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 ; 
 
FORMAL RELIGION. 37 
 
 Our full consent, our whole desires, 
 Our undivided hearts. 
 
 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 T now, or what my hope 1 
 
 What can my weakness do ? 
 
 Jesus, to thf e my soul looks up ; 
 
 'Tis thou must make it new. 
 
 Rochester,] HYMN 33. C. M. (Page 83.) 
 
 1 STILL, for thy loving-kindness, Lord, 
 
 I in thy temple wait: 
 I look to find thee in thy word, 
 Or at thy table meet. 
 
 2 Here in thine own appointed ways, 
 
 I wait to learn thy will : 
 Silent I stand before thy face, 
 And hear thee say, '' Be still ! 
 
 3 " Be still ! and know that I am God '" 
 
 'Tis all I live to know ; 
 To feel the virtue of thy blood, 
 And spread its praise below I 
 
 4 I wait my vigour to renew, ♦ 
 
 Thine image to retrieve ! 
 The veil of outward things pass through, 
 And gasp in thee to live. 
 
 5 I work ; and own the labor vain; 
 
 And thus from works I ©ease 
 cl 
 
33 ON BACKSLIDING. 
 
 I Strive ; and see my fruitlessipamj 
 Till God create my peace. 
 
 6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart. 
 
 Must all my efforts prove ; 
 They cannot change a sinful heart 
 They cannot purchase love. 
 
 7 I do the thing thy laws enjoin, 
 
 And then the strife give o'er; 
 To thee I then the whole resign, 
 I trust in means no more. 
 
 8 I trust in Him who stands hetween 
 
 The Father's wrath and me : 
 Jesus, thou great eternal Mean, 
 1 look for all from thee ! 
 
 our BACRSZiIDZNG. 
 
 3Iear,] HYMN 34. C. M. (Page 93.) 
 
 1 O FOR a closer walk with God, 
 
 A calm and heavenly f '\me ; 
 A liffht to shine upon the d 
 That leads me to the Lj . 3. 
 
 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 enjoy'd, 
 
 How sweet their memory still ! 
 
ON BACKSLIDING. 39 
 
 But they have left an aching void 
 The world can never fill. 
 
 4 Return, O h-^ly Dove, return, 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest : 
 I hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
 And drove thee from my breast. 
 
 5 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 Whate'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
 And worship only thee. 
 
 C So shall my walk be close with God, 
 Calm and serene my fame ; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
 Rochester.] HYMN 35. C. M. (Page 93.) 
 
 1 O THAT I were as heretofore ! 
 
 ¥/hen warm in my first love ; 
 I only liv'd my God to adore, 
 And seek the things above ! 
 
 2 Upon my head his candle shone, 
 
 And lavish of his grace, 
 With cords of love he drew me on, 
 And half unveil'd his face. 
 
 3 Butter and honey did 1 eat. 
 
 And lifted up on high, 
 I saw the clouds beneath my feet. 
 And rode upon the sky. 
 
 4* Fat , far above all earthly things 
 Triumphantly I rode ; 
 
40 ON BACKSLIDING. 
 
 I soar'd to heaven on eagle's winiy«*. 
 And found and talk'd with God. 
 
 5 Where am I now ? from what a height 
 
 Of happiness cast down ! 
 The fflory swallow'd up in night. 
 And faded is the crown. 
 
 6 O God, thou art my home, my rest. 
 
 For which 1 sigh in pain ! 
 How shall I 'scape into thy breast, 
 My Eden now regain 1 
 
 Wells.] HYMN 36. L. M. (Page. 95.^ 
 
 1 AH ! Lord, with trembling I confess, 
 A gracious soul may fall from grace ; 
 The salt may lose its seasoning power^ 
 And never, never find it more f 
 
 2 Lest that my fearful case should be, 
 Each moment knit my soul to thee ; 
 And lead me to the mount above. 
 Through the low vale of humble love. 
 
 Old Hundred.] HYMN 37. L. M. (Page 97. > 
 
 1 SAVIOUR, I now with shame confess, 
 My thirst for creature-happiness ; 
 
 By base desires I wrong'd thy love, 
 And forc'd thy mercy to remove. 
 
 2 Yet would I not regard thy stroke. 
 But when thou didst thy grace revoke. 
 And when thou didst thy face conceals. 
 Thy absence I refus'd to feel. 
 
ON BACKSLIDING. 41 
 
 3 I knew not that the Lord was gone ; 
 In my own fro ward will went on ; 
 
 I liv'd to the desires of men, 
 
 And thou hast all my wand'rings seen. 
 
 4 Yet, O the riches ot thy grace ! 
 Thou, who hast seen my evil ways, 
 Wilt freely my backslidings heal, 
 And pardon on my conscience seal. 
 
 5 For this I at thy footsool wait. 
 Till thou my peace again create : 
 Fruit of thy gracious lips restore 
 My peace, and bid me sin no more ! 
 
 6 Far off, yet at thy feet I lie, 
 (Till thou again thy blood apply ; 
 Till thou repeat my sins forgiven,) 
 As far from God as hell from heaven. 
 
 7 But for thy truth and mercy's sake, 
 My comfort thou wilt give me back ; 
 And lead me on from grace to grace. 
 In all the paths of righteousness, 
 
 8 Till thoroughly sav'd my new-born soul, 
 And perfectly by faith made whole , 
 Shall bright on thy full imaire rise, 
 
 To share thy glory in the skies. 
 
 Aylesbury.] HYMN 38. S. M. (Page 100 
 
 1 O JESUS! full of grace, 
 To thee I make my moan, 
 Let me again behold thy face, 
 Call home thy bariish'd one 
 
 g3 
 
4'^ ON BACKSLIDING'. 
 
 2 Again my pardon seal, 
 
 Again my soul restore, 
 And freely my backslidings heal. 
 And bid me sin no more. 
 
 3 Wilt thou not bid me rise ? 
 
 v^-peak, and my soul shall live ; 
 Forgive, my gasping spirit cries, 
 Abundantly forgive. 
 
 4 For thine own mercy's sake 
 
 Relieve my wretchedness, 
 And O my pardon give me back, 
 And give we back my peace ! 
 
 5 Again thy love reveal, 
 
 Restore that inward heaven : 
 O grant me once again to feel, 
 Through faith, my sins forgiven. 
 
 6 Thy utmost mercy show. 
 
 Say to my drooping soul, 
 In peace and full assurance go. 
 Thy faith hath made thee whole. 
 
 Old Windsor.] HYMN 39. C. M. (Page 99.) 
 
 1 O WHY did I my Saviour leave. 
 So soon unfaithful prove : 
 How could I thy good Spirit grieve, 
 And sin against thy love love 1 
 
 «y 
 
 I forc'd thee first to disappear, 
 
 I turn'd thy face aside ; 
 Ah, Lord ! if thou hadst still been here. 
 
 Thy servant had not died. 
 
PRAYER ANN INTEKCESSION. 43 
 
 3 But O, how soon thy wrath is o'er, 
 
 And pard'nin^ iove takes place! 
 Assise me, Saviour, to adure 
 The riches ol thy grace. 
 
 4 O could I lose myself in thee ; 
 
 Thy depth of mercy pii>ve; 
 Thou vast, unfathomable sea 
 Of unexhausted love I 
 
 5 My humbled soul, when thou art near. 
 
 In dust and ashes lies : 
 How shall a sinful worm appear, 
 Or meet thy purer eyes? 
 
 6 I loathe myself when God I see, 
 
 And into nothing fall ; 
 Content if thou exalted be, 
 And Christ be All in All. 
 
 PRA?Z3R A:£7X> 13STBB.0BBST0Jit. 
 
 Devizes.] HYMN 40. C. M. (Page 129.1 
 
 1 FOUNTAIN of life, to all below 
 
 Let thy salvation roll ; 
 Water, replenish, and o'erflow, 
 Every believing soul. 
 
 2 Into that happy number. Lord, 
 
 Us weary sinners take ; 
 Jesus, fulfil thy gracious word, 
 For thine own mercy's sake, 
 c4 
 
44 PRAYER ANB 
 
 3 Turn back our nature's rapid tide, 
 
 And we shall flow to thee, 
 While do^Yn the stream of time we glide 
 To our eternity. 
 
 4 The well of life to us thou art, 
 
 Of joy the swelling flood ; 
 Wafted by thee, with v,illing heart. 
 We swift return to God. 
 
 5 We soon shall reach the boundless sea, 
 
 Into thy fulness fall : 
 Be lost and swallow'd up in thee, 
 Our God, our All in All. 
 
 Bramcoaf.] HYMN 41. L. M. (Page 130.) 
 
 1 O THOU, whom all thy saints adore, 
 
 We now with all thy saints agree, 
 And bow our inmost souls before. 
 Thy glorious, awful Majesty. 
 
 2 The King of nations we proclaim ; 
 
 Who would not our great Sov'reign fear ? 
 We long t' experjence all thy name, 
 And now we come to meet thee here. 
 
 3 We come, great God, to seek thy face, 
 
 And for thy loving-kindness wait ; 
 And O, how dreadful is this place ! 
 
 'Tis God's own house, 'tis heaven's gate. 
 
 4 Tremble our hearts to find thee nigh, 
 
 To thee our trembling hearts aspire 
 And lo ! we see descend from high 
 The pillar and the flame of fire. 
 
INTERCfiSSIOX. 4.5 
 
 5 Still let it on th' assembly stay, 
 
 And all the house with glory fill : 
 To Canaan's bounds point out the way, 
 And lead us to thy holy hill. 
 
 6 There let us all with Jesus stand, 
 
 And join the general churcli above ; 
 And take our seats at thy right hand, 
 And sing thine everlasting love. ' 
 
 7 Cbme, Lord, our soul? are on the wing", 
 
 Now on thy great white throne appear, 
 And let mine eyes behold my King, 
 And let me see my Saviour there. 
 
 Devizes.] HYMN 42. C. M. (Page 133.) 
 
 1 LORD, all I am is known to thee ; 
 
 In vain my soul would try 
 To shun thy presence or to flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
 2 Thy all-surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest, 
 My public walks my private ways, 
 The secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to thee, Lord, 
 
 Before they're form'd within, 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word, 
 Thou know'st the sense I mean. 
 
 4 O wondrous knowledge ! deep and high ' 
 
 Where can a creature hide ? 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 Beset on every side. 
 
 CO 
 
46 _ P RAVER AND 
 
 ;> So let thy grace surround mo stijl 
 And like a bulwark prove, 
 To guard my soul from every ill, 
 Secur'd by sov'reign love. 
 
 Hamilton.] HYMN 33. L. M. (Page 110.) 
 
 1 I THIPIST, thou wounded Lamb of God, 
 To wash me in thy cjeaii&ing blood; 
 
 To dwell within thy woundj? ; then pain 
 Is sweet, and life or death is gain. 
 
 2 Take my poor heart and let it be 
 Forever clos'd to- all but thee ! 
 
 Seal thou my breast, and let me wear 
 That pledge of love forever there. 
 
 3 How blest arc they who still abide 
 Close shelter'd in thy bleeding side ! 
 Who life and strength from thence derive, 
 And by thee move, and in thee live. 
 
 4 What are our works but sin and death, 
 Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe ? 
 Thou giv'st the pov/er thy grace to move ; 
 O wond'rous grace ! O boundless love ! 
 
 5 How can it be thou heavenly King, 
 Tliat thou should'st u.* to glory bring ; 
 Make slaves the partners of thy throne, 
 Deck'd with a never-fading crown. 
 
 G Hence our hearts melt, our eyes overflow. 
 Our words are lo?t, nor will we know, 
 Nor will we think of aught beside, 
 ^' MvLord, my love is crucifv'd." 
 
INTERCESSION. 47 
 
 7 Ah ! Lord, enlar|Sje our scanty thought, 
 To know the wonders thou hast wrcuj^ht; 
 Unloose our statntirrino: tongues to tell 
 Thy love immense, unsearchable 1 
 
 8 Firstborn of many brethren thou, 
 To thee, lo, all our souls we bow : 
 
 To thee our hearts and hands we a^ive ; 
 Thine may we die, thine may we live. 
 
 mirland,] HYMN 44. S. M. (Page 114.) 
 
 1 LO, in thy hand T lay, 
 And wait thy will to prove ; 
 
 My Potter, stamp on me, thy clay, 
 ^ Thine only stamp of love : 
 
 Be this my wh^le desire, 
 
 I know that it is thiup '? 
 Then kindle in my soul a fire 
 
 Which shall forever shine. 
 
 2 Thy ojracious readiness 
 To save mankind assert ; 
 
 Thine ima;Te, love, thy name impres?,. 
 Thy natu»*e on my heart : 
 Father of mercies, hear ! 
 Into my soid come down ; 
 Let it throuffhont mvlife appear, 
 That I have Christ put on. 
 
 3 O plant in me thy mind ! 
 O fix in me thy home ! 
 So shall 1 cry to all mankind, 
 ^onie to the waters, come • 
 
48 PRAYER ANI> 
 
 Jesus is full of grace, 
 To all his bowels move ; 
 Behold in me, ye fallen race, 
 That God is only love. 
 
 Red. Love] HYMN 45. P. M. (Page 119.) 
 
 1 LORD, we come before thee now, 
 At thy feet we humbly bow ; 
 
 O ! do not our suit disdain : 
 
 Shall we seek thee. Lord, in vain 1 
 
 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
 In compassion now descend ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, 
 Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
 
 3 In thine own appointed way, 
 Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 
 Lord, we know not how to go, 
 Till a blessing thou bestow. 
 
 4 Send some message from thy word, 
 That may joy and peace afford ; 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn. 
 Let the time of joy return ; 
 
 Those that are cast down lift up ; 
 Make them strong in faith and hope- 
 
 io Grant that all may seek and find, 
 Thee a gracious God, and kind ; 
 Heal the sick, the captive free ; 
 Let us all rejoice in thee 
 
INTERCESSION. 49 
 
 Mourner.] HYMN 46. L. M. (Page 121.) 
 
 1 MY hojDe, my all, my Saviour thou, 
 To thee, lo, now my soul I bow, 
 
 I feel the bliss/thy wounds impart, 
 I find thee, Saviour, in my heart. 
 
 2 Be thou my stength, be thou my way> 
 Protect me through my life's short day : 
 In all my acts may wisdom guide, 
 And keep me, Saviour, near thy side. 
 
 3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me ; 
 As I have need, my Saviour be : 
 And if I would from thee depart. 
 Then clasp me Saviour to thy heart. 
 
 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour, 
 Save me from sm and Satan's power ; 
 Tear every idol from thy throne. 
 And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 
 
 5 My suff'ring time shall soon be o'er. 
 Then shall I sigh and weep no more ; 
 My ransom'd soul shall soar away, 
 To sing thy praise in endless day. 
 
 3Iourner,] HYMN 47. L. M. (Page 123.) 
 
 1 WHEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be 
 That I shall find my all in thee ? 
 
 The fulness of thy promise prove, 
 The seal of thine eternal love 1 
 
 2 A poor blind child, I wander here, 
 If haply I may feel thee near : 
 
50 PRAYER AND 
 
 dark ! dark ! dark ! I still must sa »> 
 Amidst the blaze of Gospel-day. 
 
 3 Thee, only thee, I fain would find. 
 And cast the world and flesh behind ; 
 Thou, only thou, to me be given. 
 
 Of all thou hast in earth or heaven. 
 
 4 When from the arm of flesh set free. 
 Jesus, my soul, shall fly to thee : 
 Jesus, when I have lo^t my all, 
 
 1 shall upon thy bosom fall. 
 
 Abridge.] HYMN 48. C. M. (Page 126.) 
 
 1 FATHER, I stretch my hands to thee. 
 
 No other help I know ; 
 If thou withdraw thyself from me, 
 Ah, whither shall I go ? 
 
 2 What did thine only Son endure, 
 
 Before I drew my breath ! 
 What pain, what labour to secure 
 My soul from endless death !, 
 
 3 O Jesus, could I this believe, 
 
 I now should feel thy power ; 
 Now my poor soul thou wouldst retrieve^ 
 Nor let me wait one hour. 
 
 4 Author of faith, to thee I lift 
 
 My weary, longing eyes : 
 O let me now receive that gift. 
 My soul without it dies. 
 
 Surely thou canst not let me die ; 
 O speak, and I shall live ; 
 
INTERCESSION. 51 
 
 And here I will unwearied lie, 
 Till thou thy Spirit give. 
 
 6 The worst of sinners would rejoice, 
 Could they but see thy face : 
 O let me hear thy quick'ning voice, 
 And taste thy pard'ning grace ! 
 
 Kentucly.\ HYMN 49. S. M. (Page 127.) 
 
 1 O MAY thy powerful word 
 Inspire a feeble worm, 
 To rush into thy kingdom, Lord, 
 And take it as by storm. 
 
 "2 O may we all improve 
 
 The grace already given, 
 To seize the crown of perfect love, 
 And scale the mount of heaven ! 
 
 Pickering.] HYMN 59. C. M. (Page 135.) 
 
 1 JEHOVAH, God, the Father, bless, 
 
 And thy own work defend ! 
 With mercy's out-stretch'd arms embrace^ 
 And keep us to the end. 
 
 2 Preserve the creatures of thy love ; 
 
 By providential care 
 Conducted to the realms above, 
 To sing thy goodness there. 
 
 3 Jehovah, God the Son, reveal 
 
 The brightness of thy face ; 
 And all thy pardou'd people fill 
 With plenitude of grace. 
 
>^ PRAYER A2iD 
 
 4 Shine forth with all the Deity, 
 
 Which dwells in thee alone ; 
 Anl lifts us up thy face to see. 
 On thy eternal throne. 
 
 5 Jehovah, God the Spirit, shine. 
 
 Father and Son to show : 
 With bliss ineffable, divine, 
 Our ravish'd hearts o'erflow. 
 
 6 Sure earnest of that happiness, 
 
 Which human hope transcends, 
 Be thou our everlasting peace, 
 When grace in glory ^nds. 
 
 Alfreton.] HYMN 51. L. IVL (Page 115.) 
 
 1 O THOU, to whose all-searching sight, 
 The darkness shineth as the light, 
 Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee» 
 O burst these bonds, and set it free ! 
 
 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, 
 Nail my affections to the cross ; 
 Hallow each thought, let all within 
 Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean. 
 
 3 If in this darksome wild I stray, 
 Be thou my light, be thou my way, 
 No foes, no violence I fear, 
 
 No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 
 
 4 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
 When sinks my heart in waves of wo, 
 Jesus, thy timely aid impart, 
 
 And raise my head and cheer my heart. 
 
INfERCESSION. S3 
 
 5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I see, 
 Dauntless, untir'd, I follow thee ; 
 O let thy hand support me still, 
 And lead me to thy holy hill ! 
 
 6 If rough and thorny be the way, 
 My strength proportion to my day ; 
 Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, 
 "Where all is calm, and joy, and peace. 
 
 Parvus.] HYMN 52. L. M. (Page 115.) 
 
 1 GREAT God, indulge my humble claim, 
 
 Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest; 
 The glories that compose thy name 
 Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 
 
 2 Thou great and 2:ood, thou just and wise. 
 
 Thou art my Father and my God ! 
 And I am thine by sacred ties. 
 
 Thy son, thy servant bought with blood. 
 
 3 With heart and eyes, and lifted hands. 
 
 For thee I long, to thee I look, 
 As travellers in thirsty lands 
 
 Pant for the cooling water brook. 
 
 4 E'en life itself, without thy love, 
 
 No lasting pleasure can afford; 
 Yea, 'twould a tiresome burden prove, 
 If I were banish'd from thee. Lord ! 
 
 5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raisesmy voice, 
 
 While I have breath to pray or praise ; 
 This work shall make my heart rejoice, 
 And spend the remnant of my days. 
 
54 fRAVER AN© 
 
 Watchman.] HYMN 53. S. M. (Page 106.) 
 
 1 SPIRIT of faith, come down, 
 Reveal the things of God ; 
 
 And make to us the Godhead known, 
 
 And witness with the blood; 
 
 'Tis thine the blood t' apply, 
 
 And give us eyes to see ; 
 Who did for ei^eri/ sinner die, 
 
 Hath surely died for me. 
 
 2 No man can truly say 
 That Jesus is the Lord ; 
 
 Unless thou take the veil away. 
 
 And breathe the living word : 
 
 Then only then we feel 
 
 Our int'rest in his blood ; 
 And cry with joy unspeakable, 
 
 " Thou art mi/ Lord, mi/ God." 
 
 3 O that the world might know 
 The all-atoning Lamb ! 
 
 Spirit of faith, descend and show 
 
 The virtue of his name : 
 
 The grace which all may find, 
 
 The saving power impart ; 
 And testify to all mankind, 
 
 And speak in every heart. 
 
 4 Inspire the living faith, 
 Which, whosoe'er receives, 
 
 The witness in himself he hath. 
 
 And consciously believes : 
 
 The faith that conquers all, 
 
 And doth the nlountain move ; 
 And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, 
 
 And perfects them in love. 
 
INTERCESSION. 55 
 
 Jordan.] HYMN 54. C. M. (Page 108.) 
 
 1 GOD of all grace and majesty. 
 
 Supremely great and good, 
 If I have mercy found with thee 
 
 Through the atoning blood ; 
 The guard of all thy mercies give, 
 
 And to my pardon join 
 A fear lest I should ever grieve, 
 
 Thy gracious Spirit divine. 
 
 2 If mercy is indeed with thee, 
 
 May I obedient prove, 
 Nor e'er abuse my liberty, 
 
 Or sin against thy love : 
 This choicest fruit of faith bestow 
 
 On a poor sojourner ; 
 And let me pass my days below, 
 
 In humbleness and fear. 
 
 3 Still may I walk as in thy sight, 
 
 My strict observer see ; 
 And thou, by reverent love, unite 
 
 My child-like heart to thee ; 
 Still let me, till my days are past. 
 
 At Jesu's feet abide : 
 So shall he lift me up at last, 
 
 And seat me by his side. 
 
 Shirland.] HYMN 55. S. M. (Page 109.) 
 
 1 MY God, my life, my love. 
 
 To thee, to thee I call : 
 
 I cannot live if thou remove, 
 
 For thou art all in all. 
 
 2 Thy shining grace can cheer 
 
 This dungeon whero I ilwefl: 
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C6 PRAYER AND 
 
 'Tis paradise when thou art here, 
 If thou depart 'tis hell. 
 
 ^ The smilings of thy face, 
 How amiable they are ! 
 'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace, 
 And no where else but there. 
 
 4 To thee, and thee alone, 
 
 The angels owe their bliss ; 
 They sit around thy gracicius throaey 
 And dwell where Jesus is. 
 
 5 Not all the harps above, 
 
 Can make a heavenly pl'ace, 
 If God his residence remoi e, 
 Or but conceal his face. 
 
 6 Nor earth, nor all the sky, , 
 
 Can one delight afford ; 
 No. not one drop of real j oy, 
 Without thy presence, Lord. 
 
 7 Thou art tlie sea of love, 
 
 Where all my pleasure 3S roll : 
 The circle where my pa^is, Ions move? 
 And centre of my soul, 
 
 8 To thee my spirits fly, 
 
 With infinite desire ; 
 And yet how far from thee \ ^ lie I 
 O Jesus raise me higher. 
 
 Irish.] HYMN 56. C. M. (1 ""aqe 118.) 
 
 I O SUN of Righteousness aria ® 
 With healing in thy wing ; 
 
INTERCESSION. 57 
 
 To my diseased, my fainting soul, 
 . Life and salvation bring. 
 
 2 These clouds of pride and sin dispel, 
 
 By thy all-piercing beam ; 
 Lighten mine eyes with faith, my heart 
 With holy hope inflame. 
 
 3 My mind, by thy all-quick'ning power, 
 
 From low desire set free ; 
 Unite my scatter'd thoughts, and fix 
 My love entire on thee. 
 
 4 Father, thy long-lost son receive ; 
 
 Saviour, thy purchase own , 
 Blest Comforter, with peace and joy, 
 Thy new-made creature crown. 
 
 5 Eternal, undivided Lord 
 
 Co-equal One in Three, 
 On thee all faith, all hope be placM, 
 All love he paid to thee. 
 
 3fear.] HYMN 57. C. M. (Page 12«.) 
 
 1 COME, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers « 
 Kindle a flame of sacred love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 2 Look how we grovel here below, 
 
 Fond of these earthly toys ; 
 Our souls how heavily they go, 
 To reach eternal joys ! 
 
 8 In vain we tune our formal songs; 
 In vain we strive to rise ; 
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58 PRAYER AND 
 
 Hozannas languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 4 Father, and shall we ever live, , 
 
 At this poor dying rate 1 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 An thine to us so gr^at ? 
 
 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 
 With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
 Come, shed :tbroad a Saviour's love 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 Devizes.] HYMN 58. C. M. (Page 13$J.) 
 
 1 JESUS, the all-restoring Word, 
 
 My fallen spirit's hope, 
 After thy lovely likeness Lord, 
 Ah, when shall I wake up ! 
 
 2 Thou, O my God, thou only ar^ 
 
 The Life, the T ruth, the >Vay ; 
 Quicken my soul, instr»^t my hearty 
 My sinking footsteps stay. 
 
 6 Of all (hou hast in earth below. 
 
 In hearen above to give, 
 Give me thine only love to know, 
 In thee to walk and live. 
 
 4 Fill me with all the life of love ; 
 
 In mystic union join 
 Me to thyself, and let me prove 
 The fellowship divine. 
 
 5 Open the intercourse between 
 
 My longing soul and thee, 
 
INTERCESSION. 59 
 
 Never to be broke oflf again 
 To all eternity. 
 
 Al/reton.] HYMN 59. L. M. (Page 128.) 
 
 1 O GOD, most merciful and true, 
 Thy nature to nty soul impart, 
 'Stablish with me the covenant new. 
 And stamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 3 To real holiness restor'd, 
 
 let me gain my Saviour's mind. 
 And in the knowledge of my Lord, 
 
 Fulness of life eternal find. 
 
 3 Remember, Lord, ray sins no more, 
 
 That them I may no more forget ; 
 But, sunk in guiltless shame, adore 
 With speechless wonder at thy feet. 
 
 4 O'erwhelm'd with thy stupendous grace, 
 
 1 shall not in thy presence move, 
 But breathe unutterable praise, 
 
 And rapturous awe, and silent love. 
 
 5 Then every murmuring thought, and vain, 
 
 Expires, in sweet confusion lost ; 
 I cannot of my cross complain, 
 I cannot of my goodness boast. 
 
 6 Pardon'd for all that I have done, 
 
 My mouth as in the dust I hide ; 
 And glory give to God alone. 
 My God for ever pacified I 
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 Bethel] HYMN 60. C. M. (Page ir^> 
 
 1 COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 One God in persons three, 
 Bring back the heavenly blessing lost 
 By all mankind and me. 
 
 2 Thy favour and thy nature too, 
 
 To me, to all restore ; 
 Forgive, and after God renew, 
 And keep me evermore. 
 
 3 Eternal Sun of Righteousness, 
 
 Display thy beams divine, 
 And cause the glories of thy face 
 Upon my heart to shine. 
 
 4 Light, in thy light, O may I see, 
 
 Thy grace and mercy prove ! 
 Reviv'd, and cheer'd' and bless'dby thee^ 
 The God of pard'ning love. 
 
 6 Lift up thy contenance serene. 
 And let thy happy child 
 Behold, without a cloud between, 
 The Godhead reconcil'd. 
 
 6 That all comprising peace bestow 
 On me, through grace forgiv'n ; 
 The joys of holiness below, 
 And then the joys of heaven ! 
 
 Ebor.] HYMN 61. C. M. (Page 117.) 
 
 ] BEING of beings, God of love, 
 To thee our hearts we raise ; 
 
UNTERCESSION. &1 
 
 Thy all-sustaining power we prove, 
 And gladly sing thy praise. 
 
 2 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, 
 
 Our sacrifice receive ; 
 Made, and preserved, and sav'd by thee, 
 To thee ourselves we give. 
 
 3 Heavenward our ev'ry wish aspires, 
 
 For all thy mercy's store ; 
 The sole return thy love requiresj 
 Is that we ask for more. 
 
 4 For more we ask, we open then 
 
 Our h^farts to embrace thy will ; ' 
 Turn, and beget us, Lord, again ; 
 With all thy fulness fill. 
 
 5 Gcfne, Holy Ghost, the Saviour's love 
 
 Shed in our hearts abroad ; 
 
 So shall we ever live and move, 
 
 And be with Christ in God. 
 
 PHAirSH AND WATCZirULNZSSS. 
 
 St. John's.] HYMN 62. P. M. (Page. 149.) 
 
 1 BE it my only wisdom here. 
 To serve the Lord with filial fear, 
 
 With loving gratitude ; 
 Superior sense may I display, 
 By shunning every evil way, 
 And walking in the good. 
 d4 
 
62 PRAYER AND 
 
 2 O may I still from sin depart ; 
 A wise and understanding heart, 
 
 Jesus, to me be given ! 
 And let me through thy Spirit know, 
 To glorify my God below, 
 
 And find my way to heaven. 
 
 Portugal] HYMN 63. L. M. (Page 156.) 
 
 1 O THOU who all things canst control, 
 Chase this dread slumber from my soul. 
 With joy and fear, with love and awe, 
 Give me to keep thy perfect law. 
 
 2 O may one beam of thy blest light. 
 Pierce through, dispel the shades of night ; 
 Touch my cold breast with heavenly fitre. 
 With holy, conquering zeal inspire* 
 
 3 For zeal I sigh, for zeal I pant, 
 Yet heavy is my soul and faint ; 
 With steps unwav'ring undismay'd, 
 Give me in all thy paths to tread. 
 
 4 With out-stretch'd hands, and streaming 
 Oft I begin to grasp the prize ; [eyes, 
 I groan, I strive, I watch, I pray ; 
 
 But Ah ! how soon it dies away ! 
 
 5 The deadly slumber soon I feel 
 Afresh upon my spirit steal ; 
 
 Rise, Lord ; stir up thy quick'ning power, 
 And wake me that I sleep no more. 
 
 6 Single of heart O may 1 be I 
 Nothing may I desire but thee : 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 63- 
 
 Far, far from me the world remove, 
 ^ And all that holds me from thy love ! 
 
 Kentucky.] HYMN 64. S. M. (Page 144.) 
 
 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, 
 Thine own this moment seize, 
 
 Gather my wand'ring spirit home. 
 
 And keep in perfect peace : 
 
 SufFer'd no more to rove 
 
 O'er all the earth abroad, 
 Arrest the pris'ner of thy love, 
 
 And shut me up in God. 
 
 Mear.] HYMN 65. C. M. (Page 145.) 
 
 1 SHEPHERD divine, our wants relieve, 
 
 In this our evil day ; 
 To all thy tempted followers give 
 The power to watch and pray. 
 
 2 Long as our fiery trials last, 
 
 Long as the cross we bear, 
 O let our souls on thee be cast 
 In never-ceasing prayer ! 
 
 3 The spirit of interceding grace, 
 
 Give us in faith to claim ; 
 
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64 PRAYER AND 
 
 To wrestle till we see thy face, 
 And know thy hidden name. 
 
 4 Till thou thy perfect love impart, 
 
 Till thou thyself bestow ; 
 Be this the cry of every heart, 
 I will not let thee go. 
 
 5 I will not let thee go unless 
 
 Thou tell thy name to me ; 
 With all thy great salvation bless, 
 And make me all like thee. 
 
 6 Then let me on the mountain top 
 
 Behold thy open face ; 
 Where faith in sight is swallow'd up, 
 And prayer in endless praise. 
 
 Kentucky.] HYMN 66. S. M. (Page 149.) 
 
 1 A CHARGE to keep I have, 
 A God to glorify ; 
 A never-dying soul to save, 
 And fit it for the sky. 
 To serve the present age. 
 My calling to fulfil : 
 O may it all my powers engage, 
 To do my Master's will. 
 
 ^ Arm me with jealous care, 
 As in thy sight to live ; 
 And O thy servant, Lord, prepare, 
 A strict account to give ! * 
 Help me to watch and pray, 
 And on thyself rely, 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 65 
 
 Assur'd if I my trust betray, 
 I shall for ever die. 
 
 Matthias.] HYMN 67. S. M. (Page 146.) 
 
 1 JESUS, my stength, my hope, 
 On thee I cast my care, 
 
 With humble confidence look up, 
 
 And know thou hear'st my prayer. 
 
 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 inur'd to pain. 
 
 To hardship, grief, and loss : 
 Bold to take up, firm to sustain, 
 
 The consecrated cross. 
 
 S I want a godly fear, 
 A quick discerning eye, 
 That looks to thee when sin is near. 
 And sees the tempter fly ; 
 A spirit still prepar'd. 
 And arm'd with jealous care, 
 For ever standing on its guard, 
 And watching unto prayer. 
 
 4 I wa#,t a heart to pray. 
 To pray and never cease, 
 Never to murmur at thy stay, 
 Or wish my sufferings less. 
 
*>6 PRAYER AND 
 
 This blessing, above all, 
 Always to pray I want, 
 Out of the deep on thee to call, 
 And never, never faint. 
 
 5 I want a true regard, 
 A single steady aim i 
 Unmov'd by threat'ning or reward. 
 To thee, and thy great name ; 
 A jealous, just concern 
 For thine immortal praise ; 
 A pure desire that all may learn. 
 And glorify thy grace. 
 
 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. 
 
 NeiD Sah.^ HYMN m. L. M. (Page 148.) 
 
 1 JESUS, my Saviour, brother, friend, 
 
 On whom I cast my every care, 
 On whom for all things I depend, 
 Inspire, and then accept my prayer. 
 
 2 If I have tasted of thy grace, 
 
 The grace that sure salvation brings ; 
 If with me now thy Spirit stays, 
 
 And hovVing, hides me in his wings ; 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 
 
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 3 Still let him with my weakness stay, 
 
 Nor for a moment's space depart ; 
 Evil and danger turn away, 
 
 And keep till he' renews my heart. 
 
 4 When to the right or left I stray, 
 
 His voice behind me may 1 hear, 
 *« Return, and walk in Christ thy way, 
 Fly back to Christ, for sin is near !" 
 
 5 His sacred unction from above, 
 
 Be still my comforter and guide, 
 Till all the stony he remove, 
 And in my loving heart reside. 
 
 6 Jesus, I fain would walk in thee, 
 
 From nature's every path retreat ; 
 Thou art my way, my leader be. 
 And set upon the rock my feet. 
 
 7 Upheld me, Saviour, or I fall ; 
 
 O reach me out thy gracious hand ! 
 Only on thee for help I call ; 
 Only by faith in thee I stand. 
 
 Watchman.] HYMN 69. S. M. (Page 153.) 
 
 1 GRACIOUS Redeemer, shake- 
 This slumber from my soul ! 
 
 Say to me now "Awake, awake, 
 And Christ shall make thee whote.'* 
 
 2 Lay to thy mighty hand, 
 Alarm me in this hour : 
 
 And make me fully understand 
 The thunder of thyj power! 
 
^ PRAYER ANP 
 
 S Give me on thee to call, 
 Always to watch and pray,. 
 Lest I into temptation fall, 
 And cast my shield away. 
 
 4 For each assault prepar'd. 
 And ready may I be. 
 
 For ever standing on my guards 
 And looking up to thee. 
 
 5 O do thou always warn^ 
 My soul of evil near ! 
 
 When to the right or left I turn, 
 Thy voice still let me hear : 
 
 6 " Come back ! this is the way 1 
 Come back ! and walk therein !" 
 
 O may I hearken and obey. 
 And shun the paths of sin I 
 
 Matthias.] HYMN 70. S. M. (Page 154,) 
 
 1 THOU seest my feebleness, 
 Jesus., be thou my power, 
 
 My help and refuge in distress, 
 My fortress and my tower. 
 
 2 Give me to trust in thee ; 
 Be thou my sure abode : 
 
 My horn, and rock, and buckler be. 
 My Saviour and my God. 
 
 S Myself I cannot save, 
 Myself I cannot keep ; 
 But strength in thee I surely have* 
 Whose eyelids never sleep. 
 
WATCHFULNESS. 69 
 
 4 My soul to thee alone, 
 
 Now therefore I commend : 
 Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own, 
 And love me to the end ! 
 
 St. Thomas.] HYMN 71. S. M. (Page 155.) 
 
 1 BID me of men beware. 
 And to my ways take heed ; 
 
 Discern their every secret snare. 
 And circumspectly tread. 
 
 2 O may I calmly wait 
 
 Thy succours from above ! 
 And stand against their open hate, 
 And well dissembled love. 
 
 S My spirit. Lord, alarm, 
 
 When men and devils join : 
 'Gainst all the powers of Satan arm. 
 In panoply divine. 
 
 4 O may I set my face, 
 His onsets to repel ! 
 
 Quench all his fiery darts, and chase 
 The fiend to his own hell. 
 
 5 But above all, afraid 
 Of my own bosom foe. 
 
 Still let me seek to thee for aid, 
 To thee my weakness show, 
 
 6 Hang on thy arm alone, 
 With self-distrusting care, 
 
 And deeply in the Spirit groan, 
 And never ceasing prayer. 
 
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 Fakon-St] HYMN 72. S. M. (Page 155.) 
 
 1 GIVE me a sober mind, 
 A quidk discerning eye, 
 The first approach of sin to find, 
 And all occasions fly. 
 
 3 Still may I cleave to thee, 
 And never more depart, 
 But watch with godly jealousy, 
 Over my evil heart. 
 
 3 Thus may I pass my days 
 Of sojourning beneath, 
 
 And languish to conclude my race,. 
 And render up my breath. 
 
 4 In humble love and fear. 
 Thine image to regain, 
 
 And see thee in the clouds appear, 
 And rise with thee to reign ! 
 
 JITSTZFXCATXOi^r BY FAITH. 
 
 Lenox.] HYMN 73. P. M. (Page 165.) 
 
 1 ARISE, my soul, arise. 
 
 Shake off thy guilty fears, 
 The bleeding Sacrifice 
 In my behalf appears; 
 Before the throne my Surety stands, 
 My name is written on his hands. 
 
BY FAITH. 71 
 
 '2 He ever lives above, 
 
 For me to intercede, 
 His all«redeeming love, 
 
 His precious blood to plead ; 
 His blood aton'd for all our race, 
 And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 
 
 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, 
 
 Receiv'd on Calvary ; 
 They pour effectual prayers, 
 
 They strongly speak for me ; 
 Forgive him, O forgive, they cry, 
 Nor let that ransom'd sinner die I 
 
 4 The Father hears him pray, 
 
 His dear anointed One : 
 He cannot turn away 
 
 The presence of his Son ; 
 His Spirit answers to the blood. 
 And tells me I am born of God. 
 
 5 My God is reconcil'd. 
 
 His pard'ning voice I hear ; 
 He owns me for his child, 
 1 can no longer fear ; 
 "With confidence I now draw nigh, 
 And Father, Abba, Father, cry. 
 
 Thatcher.] HYMN 74. S. M. (Page 162.) 
 
 FIRST PART. 
 
 1 HOW can a sinner know 
 His sins on earth forgiven 1 
 How can my gracious Saviour show 
 My name inscribed in heaven ? 
 
72 JUSTIFICATION 
 
 2 What we have felt and seen 
 With confidence we tell ; 
 
 And publish to the sons of men, 
 The signs infallible. 
 
 3 We who in Christ believe 
 That he for us hath died, 
 
 We all his unknown peace receive, 
 And feel his blood apply 'd., 
 
 4 Exults our rising soul, 
 Disburthen'd of her load. 
 
 And swells unutterably full 
 Of glory and of God. 
 
 5 His love surpassing far 
 The love of all beneath, 
 
 We find within our hearts, and dare 
 The pointless darts of death. 
 
 6 Stronger than death or hell 
 The sacred power we prove ; 
 
 And conqu'rors of the world, we dwell 
 In heaven, who dwell in love. 
 
 Pichering.] HYMN 75. C. M. (Page 166.) 
 
 1 I ASK the gift of righteonsness, 
 
 The sin-subduing power ; 
 Power to believe, and go in peace, 
 And never grieve thee more. 
 
 2 I ask the blood-bought pardon seal'd, 
 
 The liberty from sin ; 
 The grace infus'd, the love reveal'd^ 
 The kingdom fixt within. 
 
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 3 Thou hear'st rae for salvation. pray ; 
 
 Thou seest my heart's desire ; 
 Made ready in thy powerful day, 
 Thy fullness I require. 
 
 4 My vehement soul cries out, opprest, 
 
 Impatient to be freed ! 
 Nor can I, Lord, nor will 1 rest, 
 Till I am sav'd indeed. 
 
 5 Art thou not able to convert ? 
 
 Art thou not willing too 1 
 To change this old rebellious heart, 
 To conquer and renew 1 
 
 (y Thou canst, thou wilt, I dare believe, 
 So arm me with thy power, 
 That I to sin may never cleave, 
 May never feel it more. 
 
 Portugal] HYMN 76. L. M. (Page 161.) 
 
 1 AUTHOR of faith, eternal word, 
 
 Whose Spirit breathes the active flame; 
 Faith, like its finisher, and Lord, 
 To-day as yesterday the same. 
 
 2 To thee our humble hearts aspire, 
 
 And ask the gift unspeakable ; 
 Increase in us the kindled fire, 
 In us the work of faith fulfil. 
 
 -3 By faith we know thee strong to save, 
 (Save us, a present Saviour thou !) 
 Whate'er we hope, by faith we have : 
 Future and past subsisting now. 
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74 JUSTIFICATION 
 
 4 To him that in thy name beheves^ 
 
 Eternal life with thee is given, 
 Into himself he all receives, 
 
 Pardon, ; nd holiness, and heavem 
 
 5 The things unknown to feeble sense, 
 
 Unseen by reason's glimm'ring ray, 
 With strong commanding evidence, 
 Their heavenly origin display. 
 
 6 Faith lends its realising light. 
 
 The clouds disperse, the shadows fly. 
 The invisible appears in sights 
 And God is sqei) by nsortai eye* 
 
 Devizes.] HYMN 77. C. M. (Pagk 166,) 
 
 1 GREAT God 1 to me the sight afford, 
 To him of old allow'd ; 
 And let my faith behold its Lord, 
 Descending in a cloud 1 
 
 5i In that revealing Spirit come down, 
 Thine attributes proclnim, 
 And to my inmost soul make known 
 The glories of thy name. 
 
 3 Jehovah, Christ, I thee adore, 
 
 Who gav*st my sovil to be ^ 
 Fountain of being, and of power, 
 And great in majesty. 
 
 4 The Lord, the mighty God thou art, 
 
 But let. me raTher prove. 
 That, name inspoken to my heart, 
 That favourite name of Love. 
 
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 it Merciful God, thyself proclaim 
 In this polluted breast ; 
 Mercy is thy dislins;uish'd name, 
 And suits the sinner best. 
 
 a Our misery doth for pity call, 
 Our sin implores thy grace ; 
 And thou art merciful to all 
 Our lost, apostate race. 
 
 Neia Sab.] HYMN 78. L. M. (Page 170.) 
 
 1 JESUS, whose glory's streaming rays, 
 Though duteous to thy high command ! 
 Not seraphs view with open face, 
 
 But veil'd before thy presence stand ! 
 
 3 How shall weak eyes of fiesh, weigh'd down 
 With sin, and dim with error's night, 
 Dare to behold thy awful throne. 
 Or view thy unapproached light 1 
 
 3 Restore my sight ! let thy free grace 
 
 An entrance to the holiest give ! 
 Open mine eyes of faith ! thy face 
 So shall I see : yet seeing live. 
 
 4 The golden sceptre from above 
 
 Reach forth ; see my whole heart I bow ; 
 Say to my soul ^^ Thou art my love, 
 My chosen midst ten tliousand thou !" 
 
 9 O Jesus, full of grace ! the sighs 
 Of a sick heart with pity view ! 
 Hark, how my silence spe^^ks — and cries, 
 '* JVIercy, thou God of mercy, show !" 
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 6 I know thou canst not but be good ; 
 
 How shouldst ihou, Lordj thy grace re- 
 strain, 
 Thou, Lord, whos6 blood so freely flow'd; 
 To save me from all guilt and pain 1 
 
 7 By faith I to the fountain fly, 
 
 Open'd for all mankind and me, 
 To purge my sins of deepest dye, 
 My life and heart's impurity : 
 
 8 From Christ, the smitten Rock, it flows. 
 
 The purple and the crystal stream ; 
 Pardon and holiness bestows, 
 
 And both I gain through faith in him» 
 
 THS GOODNESS OF GOD ZK RS- 
 DEI^PTZ02f. 
 
 Salm,] HYMN 79. C. M. (Page 173.) 
 
 1 BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind 
 
 Nail'd to the shameful tree ! 
 How vast the love that him inclin'd 
 To bleed and die for thee ! 
 
 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature 8hak6sj( 
 
 And earth's strong pillars bend ! 
 The temple's veil in sunder breaks. 
 The solid marbles rend. 
 
 3 'Tis done ! the precious rancom's paid, 
 
 *' Receive my soul !" he cries : 
 
GOD IN REDEMPTION. I4 
 
 See where lie bows his sacred head ! 
 He bows his head, and dies ! 
 
 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, 
 And in full glory shine : 
 O Lainb ot God: was ever pain, 
 Was ever love like thine ! 
 
 Burshm.] HYMN 80. L. M. (Page 178.) 
 
 1 OF him who did salvation bring, 
 I could forever think and sing ; 
 Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve ; 
 Arise, ye guilty, he'll iorgive. 
 
 2 Ask but his grace, and lo, 'tis given !' 
 Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven ; 
 Though sin and sorrow wound my soul. 
 Jesus thy balm will make it whole. 
 
 3 To shame our sins he blusii'd in blood, 
 He clos'd his eyes to show us God ; 
 Let all the world fall down and know. 
 That none but God such love can show. 
 
 4 'Tis thee I love, for thee alone 
 
 I shed my tears and make my moan ! 
 AVhore'er I am, where'er I move, 
 I meet the object of my love. 
 
 5 Insatiate to this spring I fly ; 
 
 I drink, and yet am ever dry ; 
 
 Ah ! who against thy charms is proof? 
 
 Ah ! who that loves can love enouoh 1 
 
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 St, Peter.] HYMN 81. L. M. (Page 455,) 
 
 1 HE dies, the Friend of sinners dies, 
 
 Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies ! 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 
 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two 
 
 For him who groan'd beneath your load : 
 He shed a thousand drops tor you, 
 
 A thousand drops of richer blood.^ 
 
 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree^ 
 
 The Lord of glory dies for man ! 
 Butlo ! what sudden joys we see : 
 
 Jesus the dead revives again ! 
 The rising God forsakes the tomb; 
 
 (In vain the tomb forbids his rise) 
 Cherubic legions guard him home, 
 
 And shout him welcome to the skies. 
 
 3 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell. 
 
 How high your great Deliv'rer reigns : 
 Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
 
 And led the monster death in chains ! 
 Say, " Live for ever, wondVous King ! 
 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save !'* 
 Then ask the monster, " Where's thy sting 1 
 
 And Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave V* 
 
 ^Shields.] HYMN 82. C. M. (Page 175.) 
 
 1 ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed? 
 And did my Sovereign die ? 
 Would he devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
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 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, 
 
 He groan'd upon the tree 1 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 . And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, 
 
 And shut his glories in ; 
 When Christ the mighty Maker died, 
 For man the creature's sin ! 
 
 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, 
 
 While his dear cross appears ; 
 
 Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, 
 
 And melt mine eyes to tears. 
 
 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay 
 
 The d^bt of love I owe : 
 Here, Lord, I give myself away, 
 'Tis all that I can do. 
 
 Arlington.] HYMN 83. C. M. (Page 174.) 
 
 1 PLUNG'D in a gulf of dark despair. 
 
 We wretched sinners lay. 
 Without one cheering beam of hope, 
 Or spark of giimm'ring day. 
 
 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief: 
 He saw, and (O amazing love !) 
 He ran to our relief. 
 
 3 Down from the shining seats above 
 
 With joyful haste he fled ; 
 Enter'd the grave in mortal fleshy 
 And dwelt among the dead. 
 
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 4 O for this love kt rocks and hills 
 
 Their lasting silence break ! 
 And all harmonious human tongues. 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 
 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys; 
 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 But when you raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne'er be told ! 
 
 Luton.] HYMN 84. L. M. (Page 176.) 
 
 1 EXTENDED on a cursed tree, 
 
 Besraear'd with dust, and sweat and blood, 
 See there, the King of glory see ! 
 Sinks and expires, the Son of God ! 
 
 2 Who, who, my Saviour this hath done 1 
 
 Who could thy sacred body wound 7 
 No guilt thy spotless heart hath known, 
 No guile hath in thy lips been found. 
 
 2 I, — I alone have done the deed ! 
 
 'Tis r thy sacred flesh have torn ; 
 My sins have caus'd thee, l.ord, to bleed, 
 Pointed the nail, and fix'd the thorn. 
 
 4 For me the burdon to sustain 
 
 Too great, my Lord, on thee was laid ; 
 To heal me, thou hast borne my pain ; 
 To bless me thou a curse wast made. 
 
 5 In the devouring lion's teeth, 
 
 Torn, and forsook of all I lay ; 
 Thou sprang'st into the jaws of death, 
 From death to save the helpless prey. 
 
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 G My Saviour, how shall I proclaim, 
 How pay the mighty debt I owe ? 
 Let all I have, and all I am, 
 Ceaseless to all thy glory show. 
 
 7 Too much to thee I cannot give ; 
 
 Too much I cannot do for thee : 
 Let all thy love, and all thy grief, 
 Graven on my heart for ever be ! 
 
 8 The meek, the still, the lowly mind,. 
 
 O may I learn from ihee, my God ; 
 And love, with softest pity join'd. 
 For those that trample on thy blood. 
 
 9 Still let thy tears, thy groans, thy sighs, 
 
 O'erflow my eyes, and heave my breast : 
 Till loose from flesh and earth I rise. 
 And ever in thy bosom rest. 
 
 Mourner.] HYMN 85. L. M. (Page 178.> 
 
 1 O THOU, dear suffering Son of God, 
 How doth thy heart to sinners move ! 
 Help me to catch thy precious blood ; 
 Help me to taste thy dying love ! 
 
 3 Give me to feel thy agonies. 
 
 One drop of thy sad cup afford : 
 I fain with thee would sympathize, 
 And share the sufferings of my Lord, 
 
 3 The earth could to her centre quake, 
 Convuls'd while her Creator died : 
 O let my inmost nature shake. 
 And die with Jesus crucify'd ! 
 Ho 
 
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 4 At thy last gasp the graves displayed 
 
 Their horrors to the upper skies ; 
 O that my soul might burst the shade, 
 And, quicken d by thy death, arise I 
 
 5 The rocks could feel thy powerful death. 
 
 And tremble, and asunder part : 
 
 rend with thine expiring breath, 
 The harder marble of my heart ! 
 
 Portugal] HYMN 86. L. M. (Page 181.) 
 
 1 ADAM descended from above ! 
 
 Saviour and Head of all mankind ; 
 The covenant of redeeming love, 
 In thee let every sinner find. 
 
 2 Our Surety, thou alone hast paid 
 
 The debt we to thy Father ow'd : 
 For the whole world atonement made, 
 And seal'd the pardon with thy blood, 
 
 3 Thee, the Paternal Grace Divine, 
 
 A universal blessing gave; 
 A Light, in every heart to shine ; 
 A Saviour, — every soul to save. 
 
 4 Light of the Gentile world appear, 
 
 Command the blind thy rays to see ; 
 Our darkness chase, our sorrows cheer. 
 And set the plaintive pris'ner free. 
 
 5 Me, me, who still in darkness sit, 
 
 Shut up in sin and unbelief; 
 Deliver from this gloomy pit. 
 This dongeon of despairing grief. 
 
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 6 Open mine eyes the Lamb to know, 
 Who bears the general sin away ; 
 And to my ransom'd spirit show, 
 The gJories of eternal day. 
 
 Firmament,] HYMN 87. L. M. (Page 454.) 
 I OUn Lord is risen from the dead, 
 Osir Jesi:s is gone up on high ! 
 The powers of hell are captive led, 
 
 Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 
 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 
 And angels chant the solemn lay, 
 Lift up your heads ye heaveniy gates ; 
 Ye everlasting doors give way. 
 
 ^ Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 
 And wid? unfold the ethereal scene ; 
 He claims these mansions as his right. 
 
 Receive the King of glory in. 
 Who is the Knij;' of ; lory, who ? 
 
 The Lord tha all our foes o'ercame, 
 The world, sm, deafh, and hell, overthrew ? 
 
 And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 
 
 3 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits. 
 And angels chant the solemn lay. 
 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ; 
 
 Ye everlasting doors give way. 
 Who is the King of Glory, who ? 
 
 The TiOrd of glorious power possest ; 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 God over all for ever blest. 
 
 Adisham.] HYMN 83. L. M. (Page 456.). 
 1 YE faithful souls, who Jrsu>; know, 
 If risen indeed with him ye are, 
 
84 THE ATTRIBUTES 
 
 Superior to the joys below, 
 
 His resurrection's pow'r declare. 
 
 3 Your faith by holy tempers prove : 
 By actions show your sins forgiv'n ! 
 And seek the glorious things above, 
 And follow Christ your head to heav'n. 
 
 3 There your exalted Saviour see, 
 
 Seated at God's right-hand again, 
 In all his Father's majesty, 
 In everlasting pomp to reign. 
 
 4 To him continually aspire, 
 
 Contending for your native place ; 
 And emulate the angel chojr. 
 And only live to love and pnnise. 
 
 5 For who by faith your Lord receive, 
 
 Ye nothing seek or want beside ; 
 Dead to the world and sin ye live ; 
 Your creature-love is crucifi'd. 
 
 ^ Your real life with Christ conceal'd 
 Deep in the Father's bosom lies ; 
 And glorious as your Head reveal'd, 
 Ye soon shall meet him in the skies. 
 
 THE ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. 
 
 Archdah.] HYMN 89. C. M. (Page 183.> 
 
 1 FATHER, how wide thy glories shine ! 
 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known through the earth by thousand signs^ 
 Ry thousands through the skies r 
 
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 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power : 
 Their motions speak thy skill : 
 
 And ou the wings of every hour 
 We read thy patience still. 
 
 2 Part of thy name divinely stands. 
 
 On all thy creatures writ, 
 They show the labour of thy hands, 
 
 Or impress of thy feet ; 
 But when we view thy strange design 
 
 To save rebellious worms, 
 Where vengeance and compassion join 
 
 In their divinest forms : 
 
 3 Here the whole Deity is known, 
 
 Nor dares a creature guess 
 Which of the glories brightest shone^ 
 
 The justice or the grace ; 
 Now the full glories of ttie Lamb 
 
 Adorn the heavenly plains : 
 Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, 
 
 And try their choisest strains. 
 
 4 O may I bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song ! 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 
 And love command my tongue. 
 To« Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Who sweetly all agree 
 To save a world of sinners lost, 
 
 Eternal glory be. 
 
 Bethel] HYMN 90. C. M. (Page 189.) 
 
 I HAIL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost J 
 One God, in person three ; 
 
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 THE ATTRIBUTES 
 
 Of tliee we make our joyful boast. 
 And homage pay to thee. 
 
 2 Present alike in every place, 
 
 Thy Godhead we adore : 
 Beyond the bounds of time and space 
 Thou dwell'st for evermore. 
 
 3 In wisdom infinite thou art. 
 
 Thine eye doth all things see ; 
 And every thought of eYery heart, 
 Is fully known to thee. 
 
 4 Whate'er thou wilt, in earth belowj 
 
 Thou dost, in heaven above ; 
 But chiefly we rejoice to know 
 Th' Almighty God of love. 
 
 5 Thou lov^st whatever thy hands have made. 
 
 Thy goodness we rehearse, 
 
 In shining characters display'd 
 
 Throughout our universe, 
 
 6 Mercy, with love, and endless grace^ 
 
 O'er all thy works doth reign ; 
 But mostly thou delight'st to bless, 
 Thy favorite creature man. 
 
 7 Wherefore let every creature give 
 
 To thee the praise designed ; 
 But chiefly, Lord, the thanks receive, 
 The hearts of all mankind. 
 
 UgcVsHymHJ] HYMN 91. L. M. (Page 194.) 
 
 I HOLY as thou, O Lord, is none ! 
 Thy holiness is all thy own ; 
 
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 A drop of that unbounded sea 
 Is ours, a drop deriv'd from thee. 
 
 2 And when thv purity we share, 
 Thy only glory we declare ; 
 And humbled into nothing, own, 
 Holy and pure is God alone. 
 
 3 Sole, self-existing God and Lord, 
 By all thy heavenly hosts adorM ; 
 Let all on earth bow down to thee, 
 And own thy peerless majesty : 
 
 4 Thy power unparallel'd confess, 
 Establish'd on the Rock of peace ; 
 The Rock that never shall remove, 
 The Rock of pure, almighty love. 
 
 Randall.] HYMN 92. C. M. (Page 195.) 
 
 1 BLEST be our everlasting Lord, 
 
 Our Father, God, and King ! 
 Thy sovereign goodness we record, 
 Thy glorious power we sing. 
 
 2 By thee the victory is given : 
 
 The majesty divine, [heaven, 
 
 And strength and might, and earth and 
 And all therein is Ihine. 
 
 3 The kingdom. Lord, is thine alone, 
 
 Who dost thy right maintain ; 
 And high on thy eternal throne, 
 O'er men and angels reign. 
 
 4 Riches, as seemeth good to thee, 
 
 Thou dost, and honor sive ; 
 
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 And kings their power and dignity 
 Out of thy hand receive. 
 
 i Thou hast on us the grace bestow 'd, 
 Thy greatness to proclaim ; 
 And therefore now we thank our God, 
 And praise thy glorious name. 
 
 6 Thy glorious name, and nature's powers. 
 Thou dost to us make known ; 
 And all the Deity is ours, 
 Through thy incarnate Son. 
 
 Old Hundred.] HYMN 93. L. M. (Page 196.) 
 
 1 ETERNAL Power, whose high abode 
 Becomes the grandeur of a God ; 
 Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds 
 Where stars revolve their little rounds : 
 
 3 Thee while the first archangel sings, 
 He hides his face behind his wings : 
 And ranks of shining thrones around 
 Fall worshipping, and spread the ground. 
 
 i^ Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? 
 We would adore our Maker too ! 
 From sin and dust to thee we cry, 
 The Gi-eat, the Holy, and the High ! 
 
 4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, 
 And worms have learnt to lisp thy name ; 
 But O ! the glories of thy mind 
 
 Leave all our soaring thoughts behind ! 
 
 -6 God is in heaven, and men below r 
 Be short our tunes ; our words be few ■ 
 
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 A solemn reverence checks our songs, 
 And praise sits silent on our tongues. 
 
 Vhina.] HYMN 94. C. M. (Page 197.) 
 
 1 HAIL ! holy, holy, holy Lord ! 
 
 Whom One in Three we know; 
 By all thy heavenly host ador*d, 
 By all thy church below. 
 
 2 One undivided Trinity, 
 
 With triumph we proclaim ; 
 Thy universe is full of thee, 
 And speaks thy glorious name. 
 
 3 Thee, holy Father, we confess ; 
 
 Thee, holy Son, adore : 
 Thee, Spirit of Truth and Holiness, 
 We worship evermore. 
 
 4 The incommunicable right, 
 
 Almighty God, receive ! 
 Which angel-choirs, and saints in light. 
 And saints embodied give. 
 
 5 Three Persons equally divine 
 
 We magnify and love : 
 And both the choirs ere long shall join, 
 To sing thy praise above. 
 
 6 Hail ! holy, holy, holy Lord, 
 
 (Our heavenly song shall be,) 
 Supreme, essential One, ador'd 
 In co-eternal Three ! 
 
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 Sfdrland.] HYMN 95. S. M. (Page 200.) 
 
 1 O ALL-CREATING God ! 
 
 At whose supreme decree 
 Our body rose, a breathing clod, 
 Our souls sprang forth from thee. 
 
 2 For this thou hast design'd, 
 And form'd us man for this ; 
 
 To know, and love thyself, and find 
 In thee our endless bliss. 
 
 Triumph.] HYMN 96. L. M. (Page 200.) 
 1 MY soul, through my redeemer's care, 
 Sav'd from the second death, I feel ; 
 M}' eyes from tears of dark despair, 
 My feet from falling into hell. 
 
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 Wherefore to him my feet shall run ; 
 
 My eyes on' his perfection gaze ; 
 My soul shall live for God alone. 
 
 And all within me shout his praise. 
 
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 THE LORD^S SUPPER 
 Matthias.] HYMN 97. S. M. (Page 20L) 
 1 LET all who truly bear 
 
 The bleeding Saviour's name. 
 Their faithful hearts with us prepare, 
 And eat the Paschal Lamb : 
 Ourpassover was slain, 
 At Salem's hallow'd place. 
 
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 Yet we who in our tents remain, 
 Shall gain his largest grace. 
 
 2 This eucharistic feast, 
 Our ev'ry want supphes, 
 
 And still we by his death are blest. 
 
 And share his sacrifice ; 
 
 By faith his flesh we eat. 
 
 Who here his jmssion show, 
 And God out of his holy seat 
 
 Shall all his gifts bestow. 
 
 3 Who thus our faith employ 
 His suff'rings to record, 
 
 E'en nuw we mournfully enjoy 
 
 Comto union with the Lord ; 
 
 As though we every one 
 
 Beneatii his cross had stood, 
 And seen him heave, and h eard him groan 
 
 And felt his gushing blood. 
 
 4 O God 1 'tis finish'd now ! 
 The mortal pang is past ! 
 
 By faith his head we see him bow, 
 
 And hear him breathe his last. 
 
 We too with him are dead, 
 
 And shall with him arise, 
 The cross on which he bows his head 
 
 Shall lilt us to the skies. 
 
 China,] HYMN 98. C. M. (Page 202.) 
 i JESUS, at whose supreme comrnaud, 
 We now approach to God, 
 Before us in thy vesture stand, 
 Thy vesture dipt in blood. 
 
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 Obedient to thy jrracious word, 
 We break the hallow 'd bread, 
 
 CommemVate thee, our dying Lordy 
 And trust on thee to feed. 
 
 2 Now, Saviour, now thyself reveal, 
 
 And make thy nature known, 
 Affix thy blessed Spirit's seal, 
 
 And stamp us for thy own. 
 The tokens of thy dying love, 
 
 O let us all receive, 
 And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, 
 
 And sensibly believe ! 
 
 3 The cup of blessing, bless'd by thee, 
 
 Let it thy blood impart ; 
 The bread thy mystic body be, 
 
 And cheer thy languid heart. 
 The grace which sure salvation brings, 
 
 Let us herewith receive ; 
 Satiate the hungry with good things, 
 
 The hidden manna give. 
 
 4 The living bread sent down from heaven. 
 
 In us vouchsafe to be ; 
 Thy flesh for all the world is given, 
 
 And all may live by thee. 
 Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow, 
 
 And let us drink thy blood, 
 Till all our souls are fill'd below, 
 
 With all the life of God. 
 
 Watchman.] HYMN 99. S. M. (Page. 203.) 
 1 JESUS, we thus obey 
 
 Thy last and kindest word ; 
 
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 Here in thine own appointed way, 
 We come to meet our Lord. 
 
 2 The way thou hast enjoin'd, 
 Thou wilt therein appear; 
 
 We come with confidence to find 
 Thy special presence here. 
 
 3 Whate'er th' Almighty can 
 To pardon'd sinners give, 
 
 The fulness of our God made man, 
 We here with Christ receive. 
 
 Wells.] HYMN 100. L. M. (Page 204.) 
 
 1 AUTHOR of our salvation, thee 
 
 With lowly thankful hearts we praise, 
 Author of this great mystery. 
 
 Figure and means of saving grace. 
 
 2 The sacred, true, eftectual sign, 
 
 Thy body and thy blood it shows ; 
 The glorious instrument divine. 
 
 Thy mercy and thy strength bestows. 
 
 3 We see the blood that seals our peace ; 
 
 Thy pard'ning mercy we receive ; 
 The bread doth visibly express 
 
 The strength thro' which our spirits live* 
 
 1 Our spirits drink a fresh supply, 
 And eat the bread so freely given, 
 Till b>»rne on eagles wings we fly, 
 
 And banquet with our Lord in heaven 
 
Oi SACRAMENTAL. 
 
 Pickering.] HYMN 101. C. M. (Page 207.) 
 
 1 COME, Saviour, let thy tokens prove, 
 
 Fitted by heav'iily art, 
 As channels to convey thy love, 
 To ev'ry faithful heart. 
 
 2 The living bread sent down from heaven 
 
 In us vouchsafe to be ; 
 Thy flesh for all the world is giv*n. 
 And all may live by thee. 
 
 ^ Now, Lord, on us thy flesh bestow. 
 And let us drink thy blood. 
 Till all our souls are fiU'd below. 
 With all the life of God. 
 
 4 Determin'd nothing else to know 
 But Jesus crucify'd, 
 I will not from ray Jes !s go, 
 Or leave his wounded side. 
 
 Salem.] HYMN 102. C. M. (Paoe 207.) 
 
 1 THAT doleful night before his death, 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain. 
 Did, almost with his dying breath, 
 This solemn feast ordain 
 
 2 To keep the feast Lord, we have met, 
 
 And to remember thee ; 
 Help each poor trembler to repeat, 
 '^ Forme, he dy'd for me !" 
 
 ? These sacred signs thy suff'rings, Lord, 
 To our remembrance brings : 
 
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 We eat and drink around thy board, 
 But think on nobler things. 
 
 4 O tune our tongues, and set in frame. 
 Each heart that pants for thee, 
 To sing '* Hosaiina to the Lamb," 
 The Lamb that dy'd for me ! 
 
 Tisbury.] HYMN 203. C. M. (Page 208.) 
 
 1 YE wretched, hungry, starving poor, 
 jbeliold a royal least ! 
 Where mercy spreads her bounteous store. 
 For ev,ry humble guest. 
 
 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms ; 
 
 He calls, he bids you come ; 
 O stay not back, though fear alarms ! 
 For yet there still is room. 
 
 3 O come, and with his children taste 
 
 The blessings of his love ; 
 While hope attends the sweet repast, 
 Of nobler joys above! 
 
 4 There <vith united heart and voice, 
 
 Before th' eternal throne. 
 Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, 
 In ecstasies unknown. 
 
 5 And yet ten thousand thousand more, 
 
 Are welcome still to come : 
 Ye happy souls the grace adore ; 
 Approach, there yet is room. 
 
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 Randall] HYMN 104. C. M. (Page 209.) 
 
 1 THE King of heav'n his table spreads, 
 
 And blessings crown the board ; 
 Not paradise with all its joys, 
 Could such delight afford. 
 
 2 Pardon and peace to dying men, 
 
 And endless life are giv'n ; 
 Through the rich blon i that Jesus shed 
 To raise our souls to heav'n. 
 
 3 Millions of souls, in glory now. 
 
 Were fed aud ftasted here; 
 And millions more, stiil on the way. 
 Around the board appear. 
 
 4 All things are ready, come away, 
 
 Nor weak excuses frame ; 
 Crowd to your j)lacer? at th ■ feast, 
 And bJess the Founder's name. 
 
 Shirland.] HYMN 105. S. M. (Page 209.) 
 
 1 GLORY to God on hi^rh ; 
 
 Our peace is made with heav'n ; 
 The Son of God r.ame down to die, 
 That we might be forgiv'n. 
 
 2 His precious blood was shed, 
 His body bruis'd for sin : 
 
 Remembr this in eatinc^ bread, 
 And this in drinking wine. 
 
 3 Approach his royal board, 
 In his rich garment clad ; 
 
 Join ev'ry tongue to praise the Lord ; 
 And ev'ry heart be glad. 
 
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 4 The Father gives the son ; 
 The Son liis flesh an^! blood : 
 The Spir't applies, and faith puts on 
 The righteousness of God. 
 
 BAPTISM. 
 ArUngton.] HYMN 106. C. M. (Page 210.) 
 ■ 1 CELEST AL Dove, descend from high 
 And on the water brood : 
 Come with thy quic'kning power apply 
 The water and the blood. 
 
 2 I love the Lord, that stoops so low 
 
 To give his word a seal ; 
 But. the rich grace his hands bestow 
 Exceeds the figure still, 
 
 3 Almighty God, for thee we call, 
 
 And our request renew ; 
 Accept in Christ, and bless withal, 
 The work we have to do. 
 
 Stafford,-] HYMN 107c S. M. (Page 210.) 
 
 1 MY Saviour's pierced side 
 Pour'd out a double flood 
 
 By water we are purified, 
 And pardon'd by his blood. 
 
 2 Call'd from above, 1 rise, 
 And wash away my sin ; 
 
 The stream to which my spirit flies, 
 Can make the foulest clean. 
 
 3 It runs divinely clear, 
 
 A fountain deep and wide ; 
 
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 'Twas open'd by the soldier's spear, 
 In my Redeemer's side ! 
 
 Triumpli.'] HYMN 108. L. M. (Page 210.) 
 
 1 COME, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, . 
 
 Honour the means ordain'd by thee ! Jj 
 Make good our apostolic boast, 
 And own thy glorious ministry. 
 
 2 We now thy promis'd presence claim; 
 
 Sent to disciple all mankind ; 
 Sent to baptise into thy name ; 
 
 We now thy promis'd presence find. 
 
 3 Father, in these reveal thy Son : 
 
 In these for whom we seek thy face ; 
 The hidden mystery make known, 
 The inward, pure, baptising grace. 
 
 4 Jesus, with us thou always art. 
 
 Effectuate now the sacred sign, 
 The gift unspeakable impart. 
 And bless the ordinance divine. 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit, descend from high, 
 
 Baptizer of our spirits thou ! 
 The sacramental seal apply, 
 
 And witness with the water now ! 
 
 O that the souls baptis'd herein. 
 
 May now thy truth and mercy feel ; 
 May rise and wash away their sin : 
 Come, Holy Ghost, their pardon seal i 
 
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 Hamilton.] HYMN 109. L. M. (Page 218.) 
 
 1 JESUS, thou everlasting Ring, 
 Accept the tribute which we bring, 
 Accept thy well-deserv'd renown, 
 And wear our praises as thy crown. 
 
 2 Let every act of worship be, 
 Likeou'- espousals, Lord, to thee : 
 Like the blest hour when from above, 
 We first received the pledge of love. 
 
 3 The gladness of that happy day, 
 O may it ever, ever stay ! 
 
 Nor let our faith forsake its hold. 
 Nor hope decline, nor love grow cold ! 
 
 4 Each following minute as it flies. 
 Increase thy praise, improve our joys, 
 Till we are rais'd to sing thy name, 
 At the great supper of the Lamb. 
 
 Ascension.] HYMN 110, C. M. (Page 235.) 
 
 1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 i ^ Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, 
 To be exalted thus : 
 Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply. 
 For he was slain for us. 
 
100 REJOICING 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 H'^nour and power divine; 
 And blessinjE^s more than we can give, 
 Be, Lord for ever, thine. 
 
 4 The whole creation join in one, 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Him that sits upon the throne, 
 And to adore the Lamb, 
 
 Paradise.] HYMN IIL C. M. (Page 239.) 
 
 1 HOW happy every child of grace, 
 
 Who knows his sins forgiven ! 
 This earth, he cries, is not my place, 
 
 I seek my place m heaven : 
 A country far from mortal sight, 
 
 Yet O ! by faith I see ; 
 The land of rest, the saints' delight. 
 
 The heaven prepar'd for me. 
 
 2 O what a blessed hope is ours ! 
 
 While here on earth we stay. 
 We more than taste the heavenly powers.. 
 
 And antedate that day ; 
 We feel the resurrection near, 
 
 Our life in Christ conceal 'd 
 And with his glorious presence here 
 
 Our earthan vessels fiU'd. 
 
 3 O would he more of heaven bestow ! 
 
 And let the vessels break ; 
 And let our ransom'd spirits go, 
 
 To grasp the God we seek ; 
 In rapturous awe on him to gaze^ 
 
 Who bought the sight for me^ 
 
AND PRAISE. 101 
 
 And shout and wonder at his grace 
 To all eternity. 
 
 maron.] HYMN 112. S. M. (Page 240.) 
 
 1 ALMIGHTY Mai er, God, 
 How glorious is thy name ! 
 
 Thy wonders how diffu-^'d abroad. 
 Throughout creation's frame ! 
 
 2 In native white and red 
 The rose and lilly stand, 
 
 And free from pride, their beauties spread, 
 To show thy skilful hand. 
 
 3 The lark mounts up the sky 
 With unambitious song; 
 
 And bears her Maker's praise on high 
 Upon her artless tongue. 
 
 4 Fain would I rise and sing 
 To my Creator too ; 
 
 Fain would my heart adore my King, 
 And give him praises due. 
 
 5 Descend, celestial fire, 
 And seize me from above! 
 
 Wrap me in flames of pure desire, 
 A sacrifice of love. 
 
 6 Let joy and worship spend 
 The remnant of my days : 
 
 And to my God my soul ascend, 
 In sweet perfumes of praise. 
 
 Millicent.] HYMN 113. P. M. (Page 245.) 
 1 HAIL ! thou once despised Jesus, 
 Hail, thou everlasting King, 
 
102 REJOICING 
 
 Thou didst suffer to redeem us 1 
 Thou didst free salvation bring. 
 
 Hail, thou acronizing Saviour, 
 Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
 
 By thy merits we find favour ; 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
 
 All our sins on thee were laid : 
 By almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made : 
 All thy people are forgiven 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood ; 
 " Open'd is the gate of heaven ; 
 
 Peace is made 'twixt man and God. 
 
 3 Jesus, hail ! enthron'd in glory, 
 
 There for ever to abide ! 
 All the heavenly hosts adore thee, 
 
 Seated at thy Father's side : 
 There for sinners thou art pleading, 
 
 There thou dost our place prepare : 
 Ever for us interceding. 
 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 4 Worship honour, power and blessing, 
 
 Thou art worthy to receive ; 
 Loudest praises without ceasing, 
 
 Meet it is for us to give ; 
 Help, ye bright angelic spirits, 
 
 Bring y(mr sweetest, noblest lays ; 
 Help to sing our Saviour's merits ; 
 
 Help to chaunt Inimanuel's praise. 
 
AND PRAISE. 103 
 
 Truro.] HYMN 114. L. M. (Page 224.) 
 1 HAPPY the man that finds the grace, 
 The blessing of God's chosen race ; 
 The wisdom comina; from above, 
 The faith that sweetly works by love. 
 
 a Happy beyond discription he, 
 
 Who knows the Saviour died for me ; 
 The gift unspeakable obtains, 
 And heavenly understanding gains. 
 
 3 Wisdom divine ! who tells the price 
 Of wisdom's costly merchandise ! 
 Wisdom to silver we prefer, 
 
 And gold is dross compar'd to her. 
 
 4 Her hands are fiH'd with length of days, 
 True riches and immortal praise : 
 Riches of Christ on all bestow'd, 
 
 And honour that descends from God. 
 
 ^ To purest joys she all invites, 
 Chaste, holy, spiritual delights ; 
 Her ways are ways of pleasantness, 
 And all her flow'ry paths are peace. 
 
 C Happy the man who wisdom gains : 
 Thrice happy who his guest retains : 
 He owns, and shall for ever own, 
 Wisdom^and Christ, and heaven are one. 
 
 Berlin.] HYMN 115. L. M. (Page 247.) 
 1 INTO thy gracious hands I ftill, 
 
 And with the arm of faith embrace; 
 O Ring of Glory, hear my call ! 
 O raise me, heal me by thy grace I 
 
 B 
 
104 REJOICING 
 
 Now righteous throucfh thy ^race I am : 
 No condemnation now I dread; 
 
 I taste salvation in thy name ; . 
 Alive in thee, my living Head. 
 
 2 Still let thy wisdom be my guide, 
 
 Nor take thy flight from me away ; 
 Still with me let thy grace abide, 
 
 That I from thee may never stray ; 
 Let thy word richly in me dwell ; 
 
 Thy peace and love my portion be : 
 My joy t' endure and do thy will, 
 
 Till perfect I am found in thee. 
 
 3 Arm me with thy whole armour. Lord I 
 
 Support my weakness with thy might; 
 Gird on my thigh thy conqu'ring sword. 
 
 And shield me in the threat'ning fight : 
 From faith to faith, from grace to grace. 
 
 So in thy strength shall I go on ; 
 Till heaven and earth flee from thy face^ 
 
 And glory end what grace begun. 
 
 Bretver.] HYMN 110. L. M. (Page 251.) 
 
 1 JESUS, thy blood and righteousness 
 My beauty are, my glorious dress : 
 'Midst flaming worlds, in these array'd, 
 With joy shall I lift up my head. 
 
 2 Bold shall I stand in thy great day ; 
 For who aught to my charge shall lay ? 
 Fully absolv'd through these I am, 
 From sin and fear, from guilt and shame. 
 
 3 The holy, meek, unspotted Lamb, 
 Who from the Father's bosom came : 
 
AND PRAISE. 105 
 
 Who died for me, ev'n me t' atone, 
 Now for my Lord and God I own. 
 
 4 Lord I believe thy precious blood. 
 Which at the mercy-seat of God 
 For ever doth for sinners plead, 
 For me, ev'n for mi/ soul was shed. 
 
 5 Lord, I believe, were sinners more 
 Than sands upon the ocean shore, 
 Thou hast for all a ransom paid. 
 For all a full atonement made. 
 
 Light'Street.] HYMN 117. P. M. (Page 252.> 
 
 1 A FOUNTAIN of Life and of Grace 
 
 In Christ, our Redeemer, we see 
 For us, who his offers embrace ; 
 
 For all, it is open and free : 
 Jehovah himself doth invite 
 
 To drink of his pleasures unknown ;. 
 The streams of immortal delight, 
 
 That flow from his heavenly throne. 
 
 2 As soon as in him we believe. 
 
 By faith of his Spirit we take : 
 And, freely forgiven, receive 
 
 The mercy for Jesus's sake! 
 We gain a pure drop of his love ; 
 
 The life of eternity know ; 
 Angelical happiness prove, 
 
 And witness a heaven below. 
 
 Paradise.] HYMN HS. CM. (Page 2564 
 I O 'TIS delight, without alloy, 
 Jesus, to hear thy name ; 
 
106 REJOICING 
 
 Mj spirit leaps with inward joy, 
 I feel the bacrec fiauie. 
 
 2 My pas-ions hold a pleasing reign, 
 
 When love inspires my breast, 
 Love, the divinest of the train, 
 The sov'reign of the rest. 
 
 3 This is the grace must live and sing, 
 
 When faith and hope shall cease, 
 
 Must sound from every joyful string 
 
 Through the sweet groves of bliss, 
 
 4 Let life imnmrtal seize my c!ay ; 
 
 Let love refine my blood : 
 Her fiatnes can bear my sou! away, 
 Can bring me near my God. 
 
 ^ Swift 1 ascend the- heavenly place, 
 And hasten to my home, 
 I leap to meet thy kind en)hrace, 
 I come, O Lord, 1 come. 
 
 6 Sink down, ye separating hills, 
 Let sin and death remove ; 
 'Tis love that drives iny chariot-wheels, 
 And death must yield to love. 
 
 iSwamvicL] HYMN J 19. C. M. (Page 256. J 
 
 1 THE wisdom own'd by all thy sons, 
 
 To me, O God, impart, 
 The knowledge of the holy Ones, 
 
 The understanding heart. 
 Thy name, O holy Faiher, tell 
 
 To one who would beheve ; 
 
AND PRAISE. IQT 
 
 To me thine only Son reveal. 
 Thy Holy Spirit give. 
 
 'Tis life, eternal life, to know, 
 
 Tlie heavenly Persons mine : 
 Father, and Son, and Spirit bestow, 
 
 That precious faith divine ! 
 A Trinity in Unity, 
 
 My soul shall then adore : 
 And love, and praise, and worship thee^ 
 
 Jehovah, evermore. 
 
 rOR FUI.Z. RZSDSIMEPTZOM'. 
 
 mmberwell.] HYMN 120. S. M. (Page 285.) 
 
 1 FATHER, I dare believe 
 Thee merciful and true : 
 Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive, 
 My fallen soul renew. 
 
 2 Come then, for Jesu's sake, 
 And bid my heart be clean ; 
 
 An end of all my troubles make : 
 An end of all my sin. 
 
 3 I cannot wash my heart, 
 But by believing thee ; 
 
 And waiting for thy blood t' iziipart 
 The spotless purity. 
 
 4 While at thy cross I lie, 
 Jesus, the grace bestow : 
 
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108 FOR FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 Now thy all-cleansing blood apply, 
 And 3 am white as snow. 
 
 SwanmcL] HYMN 121. C. M. (Page 286.) 
 
 1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 
 
 And ever prays for me : 
 A token of hs love he gives, 
 A pledge of liberty. 
 
 2 I find him lifting up my head, 
 
 He brings salvation near ; 
 His presence makes me free indeed, 
 . And he will soon appear. 
 
 3 He wills that I sliould holy be ! 
 
 What can witl^sJand his will? 
 The counsel of his j^race in me 
 He surely shall fulfil ! 
 
 4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word ; 
 
 I steadfastly believe 
 Thou wilt return, and claim me. Lord, 
 And to thyself receive. 
 
 5 Joyful in hope, my spirit soars 
 
 To meet thee from above : 
 Thy goodness thankfully adores : 
 And sure I taste thy love. 
 
 6 Thy love I sooii expect to find, 
 
 In all its depth and height: 
 To comprehend th' Eternal Mind, 
 And grasp the Infinite. 
 
 7 When God is mine, and I am his, 
 
 Of paradise possest, 
 
FOR FULL REDEMPTION. IC 
 
 I taste unutterable bliss, 
 And everlasting rest. 
 
 8 The bliss of those that fully dwell, 
 
 Fully in thee believe, 
 'Tis more than angel-iongues can tell, 
 Or angel-minds conceive. 
 
 9 Thou only knovv'st who didst obtain, 
 
 And die ro make it known ; 
 The great salvation now explain, 
 And perfect us in one. 
 
 U. Tabor.] HYMxM 122. C. M. (Page 262.) 
 
 1 O FOR a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free ! 
 A heart that always feels thy blood, 
 So freely spilt for me. 
 
 2 A heart resign'd, submissive, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne : 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reigns alone. 
 
 3 O for a lowly contrite heart. 
 
 Believing, true, and clean ! 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From Him that dwells within. 
 
 4 A heart in every thouglit renew'd, 
 
 And full of love divine ; 
 Perfect, and right, and pure, and good- 
 A copy, Lord of thine. 
 
 5 Thy tender heart is still the same, 
 
 And melts at human wo ; 
 
110 FOR FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 Jesus for thee distress'd I am, 
 I want thy loTe to know. 
 
 6 My heart, thou know'st, can never rest. 
 
 Till thou create my peace, 
 Till of my Eden repossessed ; 
 From ev'ry sin I cease. 
 
 7 Fruit of thy gracious lips, on me 
 
 Bestow that peace unknown, 
 
 The hidden manna, and the tree 
 
 Of life, and the white stone. 
 
 S Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 Write thy new name upon my heart. 
 Thy new best name of love. 
 
 Axbridgc] HYMN 123. C. M. (Page 264.) 
 
 1 FOR ever here my rest shall be, 
 
 Close to thy bleeding side; 
 This all my hope, and all my plea, 
 For me the Saviour dy'd. 
 
 2 My dying Saviour, and my God, 
 
 Fountain for guilt and sin. 
 Sprinkle me ever with thy blood. 
 And cleanse and keep me clean. 
 
 3 Wash me, and make me thus thine own ; 
 
 Wash me, and mine thou art : 
 
 Wash me, but not my feet alone, 
 
 My hands, my head, my heart. 
 
 4 Th' atonement of thy blood apply, 
 
 Till faith to sight improve ; 
 
FOR FULL REDEMPTION. Ill 
 
 Till hope ill full fruition die, 
 And all my soul be love. 
 
 eiarindon.] HYMN 124. CM. (Page 265.) 
 
 1 JESUS, my life, tliyself apply, 
 
 Thy Holy Spirit breathe: 
 My vilt? affections crucify, 
 Conform me to thy death. 
 
 2 Conqu'ror of hell, and earth, and sin>' 
 
 Still with the rebel strive : 
 Enter my soul and work within, 
 And kill and make ajive. 
 
 3 More of thy life, and more I have, 
 
 As the old Adam dies : 
 Bury me. Saviour, in thy grave. 
 That I with thee may rise. 
 
 4 Rei^n in me, Lord, thy foes control. 
 
 Who would not own thy sway ; 
 Diffuse thine imasfe through my soul, 
 Shine to the perfect day. 
 
 5 Scatter the last remains of sin, 
 
 And seal me thine abode ; 
 O make me jjlorious ail within, 
 A temple built by God. 
 
 Paradise.] HYMN 125. C. M. (Page 267.), 
 
 1 LORD, I believe thy ev'ry word, 
 Thy ev'ry promise true : 
 And lo ! I wait on thee, my Lord, 
 Till I my strength renew. 
 
112 FOR FULL REDEMPTION.. 
 
 2 If ill this feeble flesh I may 
 
 Awhile show forth thy praise, 
 Jesus support the tot'tring clay, 
 And lengthen out my days. 
 
 3 If such a worm as 1 can spread 
 
 The common Saviour's name, 
 Let Him who rais'd thee from the dead! 
 Quicken my mortal frame. 
 
 4 Still let me live thy blood to show, 
 
 Which purges every stain ; 
 And gladly linger out below 
 A few more years in pain. 
 
 5 Spare me till I my strength of soul, 
 
 Till I thy love retrieve : 
 Till faith shall make my spirit whole. 
 And perfect soundness give. 
 
 8 For this in steadfast hope I wait, 
 Now, Lord, my soul restore : 
 Now the new heaveaus and earth create. 
 And I shall sin no more. 
 
 Suffolk.] HYMN 126. C. M. (Page 271.^ 
 
 1 LET Him to whom we now belong, 
 His sovereign right assert ; 
 And take up every thankful song, 
 And every loving heart. 
 
 ^ He justly claims us for his own, 
 Who bought us with a price ; 
 The Christian lives to Christ alone, 
 To Christ alone he dies. 
 
FOR FULL REDEMPTION. H3 
 
 *S Jesus, 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. 
 
 Triumph.] HYMN 127. L. M. (Page 295.) 
 
 1 HOLY, and true, and righteous Lord, 
 
 I want to prove thy perfect will : 
 Be mindful of thy gracious word, 
 And stamp me with thy Spirit's seal. 
 
 2 Open my faith's interior eye ; 
 
 Display thy glory from above ; 
 And all I am shall sink and die, 
 Lost in astonishment and love ! 
 
 3 Confound, o'erpower me by thy grace ; 
 
 I would be by myself abhorr'cl , 
 All might, all majesty, all praise. 
 All glory be to Christ my Lord I 
 
 4 Now let me gain perfection's height ; 
 
 Now let me into nothing fall; 
 As less than nothing in thy sight. 
 And feel that Christ is all in all! 
 
 Sethel] HYMN 128. C. M. (Page 279.) 
 
 1 LORD, I believe a rest remains 
 To all thy people known : 
 
114 FOR FULL REDEMPTION'. 
 
 A rest where pure enjoyment reigns. 
 And thou art lov'd alone. 
 
 2 A rest where all our soul's desire 
 
 •Is fixt on thing^s above ; 
 Where pride and unbelief expire, 
 Cast out by perfect love. 
 
 3 O that I now the rest might know, 
 
 Believe and enter in ! 
 Now Saviour, now, the power bestow 
 And let me cease from sin ; 
 
 4 Remove this hardness from my heart, 
 
 This unbelief remove : 
 To me the rest of faith impart, 
 The Sabbath of thy love. 
 
 5 I would be thine, thou know'st I would^ 
 
 And have thee all my own ; ' 
 Thee, — O my all-sufficient Good ! 
 I want, — and thee alone. 
 
 6 Thy name to me, thy nature grant ! 
 
 This, only this be given : 
 Nothing beside my God I want, 
 Nothing in earth or heaven. 
 
 7 Come, O my Saviour, come away, 
 
 Into my soul descend ! 
 No longer from thy creature stay, 
 My Author and my End ! 
 
 S The bliss thou hast for me prepared 
 No longer be delay'd ; 
 Come, my exceeding great Reward, 
 For whom 1 first was made. 
 
FOR FULL REDlEMPTION. 115 
 
 9 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 And seal me thine abode ! 
 Let all I am in thee be lost, 
 Let all be lost in God ! 
 
 Devotio?i.] HYMN 129. C. M. (Page 280.) 
 
 1 O JOYFUL sound of Gospel grace, 
 
 Christ shall in me appear ; 
 I, even I, shall see his face ; 
 I shall be holy here. 
 
 2 The glorious crown of righteousness 
 
 To me reach 'd out I view ; 
 Conqu'ror through him I soon shall seize^ 
 And wear it as my due. 
 
 3 The promis'd land from Pisgah's top, 
 
 T now exult to see ; 
 My hope is full, (O glorious hope!) 
 Of immortality. 
 
 4 He visits now the house of clay ; 
 
 He shakes his future home : 
 O wouldst thou Lord on this glad day, 
 Into thy temple come ! 
 
 5 With me, I know, I feel thou art ; 
 
 But this cannot suffice, 
 Unless thou plantest in my heart 
 A constant paradise. 
 
 6 My earth thou waterest from on high, 
 
 But make it all a pool : 
 Spring up, O Well, I ever cry, 
 Spring up within my soul ! 
 
116 FOR FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 7 Come, O my God, thyself reveal, 
 Fill all tVis mighty void ; 
 Thou only canst my spirit fill : 
 Come, O my God, my God. 
 
 Handall] HYMN 130. C. M. (Page 281.) 
 
 1 JESUS hath died that I might live. 
 
 Might live to God alone ! 
 In him eternal life receive, 
 And be in spirit one. 
 
 2 Saviour, I thank thee for the grace, 
 
 The gift unspeakable ! 
 And wait with arms of faith to embrace 
 And all thy love to feel. 
 
 3 My soul breaks out in strong desire 
 
 The perfect bliss to prove ; 
 My longing heart is all on fire 
 To be dissolv'd in love. 
 
 4 Give me thyself, from ev'ry boast. 
 
 From ev''ry wish set free ; 
 Let all I am in thee be lost, 
 But give thyself to me. 
 
 5 Thy gifts, alas i cannot suffice^ 
 
 Unless thy self be given ; 
 Thy presence makes my paradise, 
 And where thou art is heaven. 
 
 Sharon.] HYMN 131. S. M (Page 306.) 
 
 1 O COME, and dwell in me. 
 Spirit of pow'r within : 
 
FOR FULL REDEMPTION. 117 
 
 And bring the glorious liberty 
 From sorrow, fear, and sin 1 
 
 '2 Tlys inward, dire disease, 
 Spirit of health remove, 
 Spirit ot'finish'd holiness, 
 Spirit of perfect love. 
 
 3 Hasten the joyful day, 
 Which shall my sins consume ; 
 
 When old things shall be done away. 
 And all things new become. 
 
 4 I want the witness. Lord, 
 That all I do is right. 
 
 According to thy will and word. 
 Well pleasing in thy sight, 
 
 5 I ask no higher state, 
 Indulge me but in this : 
 
 And sooner or later then translate^ 
 To my eternal bliss. 
 
 Devizes,] HYMN 132. C. M. (Page 274.^ 
 1 MY God, I know, 1 feel thee mine, 
 And will not quit my claim, 
 Till all I have is lost in thine, 
 And all renew'd I am. 
 
 ^ I hold thee with a trembling hand. 
 And will not let thee go, 
 Till steadfastly by faith 1 stand. 
 And all thy goodness know. 
 
 3 Jesus, thine all victorious love 
 Shed in my heart abroad i: 
 
118 FOR FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 Then shall my feet no longer rove, 
 Rooted and fixed in God. 
 
 4 O that in me the sacred fire 
 
 Might now begin to glow ; 
 Burn up the dross of base desire, 
 And make the mountains flow ! 
 
 5 O that it now from heaven might falh 
 
 And all my sins consume ; 
 Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call, 
 Spirit of burning, come. 
 
 (3 Refining fire, go through my heart, 
 Illuminate my soul ; 
 Scatter thy life through every part. 
 And sanctify the whole. 
 
 7 Sorrow and sin shall then expire, 
 
 When enter'd into rest, 
 I only live my God t' admire, 
 My God forever blest ! 
 
 8 My steadfast soul from falling free, 
 
 Shall then no longer move ; 
 But Christ be all the world to me, 
 And all my heart be love. 
 
 Forest.] HYMN 133. L. M. (Page 269. 
 
 1 O THAT my load of sin were gone, 
 
 O that I could at last submit, 
 At Jesus' feet to lay it down ! 
 To lay my soul at Jesus' feet ! 
 
 2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
 
 Saviour of all, if mine thou art> 
 
I'OIl FtLL RLDEMPTIOX. 1 10^ 
 
 Give me thy meek and louly mind, 
 And stamp thine image on my heart. 
 
 3 Break oft' the yoke of inbred sin, 
 
 And fully set my spirit free , 
 I cannot rest till pure within, 
 Till 1 am wholly lost in thee, 
 
 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, 
 
 Thy liglit and easy burden prove, 
 The cross ail stain'd with hallow'd blood, 
 The labor of thy dying love. 
 
 5 I would : but thou must give the power ; 
 
 My heart from every sin release ; 
 Bring near, bring near the joyful hour. 
 And fill me with thy perfect peace. 
 
 G Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer. 
 Nor let thy chariot wheels delay : 
 Appear in my poor heart, appear ; 
 My God, my Saviour, come away ! 
 
 Alfrdon.] HYMN 134. L. M. (Page 260.) 
 
 1 COME, Saviour, Jesus, from above ! 
 
 Assist me with thy heavenly grace ; 
 Empt}^ my heart oi earthly love. 
 And for thyself prepare the jilacc. 
 
 2 O let thy sacred presence fill, 
 
 And set my longing spirit free ; 
 Which pants to have no other will, 
 But night and day to feast on thee, 
 
 3 While in this region here below. 
 
 No other good will I pursue ; 
 
120 FOR FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 I'll bid this world of noise and show^. 
 With all its glitt'ring snares, adieu. 
 
 4 That path with humble speed I'll seek, 
 
 In which my Saviour's footsteps shine, 
 Nor will 1 hear, nor will I speak, 
 Of any other love but thine. 
 
 5 Henceforth may no profane delight 
 
 Divide this consecrated soul ; 
 Possess it thou, who hast the right, 
 As Lord and Master of the whole. 
 
 6 Nothing on earth do I desire, 
 
 But thy pure love within my breast ; 
 This, only this, will I require, 
 And freely give up all the rest. 
 
 Delacourt,] HYMN 135. C. M. (Page 291.) 
 
 1 COME, Lord and claim me for thy own, 
 
 And reign thyself in me; 
 In my poor heart erect thy throne. 
 And make me truly free. 
 
 2 The day of thy great power I feel 
 
 And pant for liberty ; 
 I loathe myself, deny my will, 
 And give up all for thee. 
 
 3 I hate my sins, no longer mine, 
 
 For I renounce them too ; 
 My weakness with thy strength I join, 
 Tliy strength shall all subdue. 
 
 4 So shall I bless thy pleasing sway. 
 
 And sitting at thy feet, 
 
FOR FULL REDEMPTION. I2l- 
 
 Thy laws with all my heart obey, 
 With all my soul submit. 
 
 5 Thy love the conquest more than gains, 
 
 To all 1 shall proclaim, 
 Jesus the King, the conqu'ror reigns ; 
 Bow down to Jesus' name.. 
 
 6 To thee shall earth and hell submit, 
 
 And ev'ry foe shall fall, 
 Till death expires beneath thy feet, 
 And God is all in all. 
 
 CdmherweU.] HYMN J36. S. M. (Page 261.) 
 1 THE thing my God doth hate, 
 That I no more may do, 
 Thy creature, Lord, again create, 
 And ail my soul renew : 
 My soul shall then, like thine, 
 Abhor the thing unclean. 
 And sanctify'd by love divine, 
 For ever cease from sin. 
 
 3 That blessed law of thine^^ 
 Jesus, to me impart ; 
 The Spirit's law of life divine 
 O 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 draw 
 
 My happy soul to thee. ■ 
 
lli'^ FOR FULL REDEMI riON. 
 
 Soul of mv soul remain, 
 Who dids't for all fulfil, 
 In me, O Lord, fulfil again 
 Thy heavenly Father's wilL 
 
 St. Peters.] HYMN 137. L. M. (Page 284.) 
 
 1 AN inward baptism of pure fire, 
 
 Wherewith to be baptisM I have ; 
 'Tis all my lonpng soul's desire ; 
 This, only this my soul can save. 
 
 2 Straitened I am till this be done ; 
 
 Kindle in me the living flame ; 
 Father, in me reveal thy Son ; 
 Baptise me into Jesu's name. 
 
 3 Transform my nature into thine, 
 
 Let aii my powers^ thine imjjress feel. 
 Let all my soul become divine. 
 
 And stamp me with thy Spirit's seal. 
 
 4 Love, mio:hty love, my heart o'erpower, 
 
 Ah ! why dost thou so long delay 7 
 Cut short the work, bring near the hour. 
 And let me see the perfect day. 
 
 5 Behold, for thee I ever wait. 
 
 Now let in me thine image shine. 
 Now the new heaven and earth create 
 And plant with righteousness divine. 
 
 6 If with the wretched sons of men 
 
 It still be thy delight to live, 
 Come, Lord, beget my soul again, 
 Thyself thy quick'ning Spirit give. 
 
FOR FULL REDEMPTIO.V. 123 
 
 Winter.] HYMN 133. C. M. "(Page 308.) 
 1 WHEN shall I see the welcome hour 
 That plants my God in me ! 
 Spirit of health, and jife, and pow'r, 
 And perfect liberty. 
 
 *2 Love only can the conquest win, 
 The strength of sin subdue, 
 Come; O my Saviour, cast out sin. 
 And form my soul anew ! 
 
 3 No longer then my heart shall mourn, 
 While sanctify 'd by grace, 
 I only for his glory burn 
 And always see his face. 
 
 SwanwicL] HYMN 139. C. M. (Page 293) 
 
 1 GOD of eternal truth and grace, 
 
 Thy faithful promise seal ! 
 Thy word, thy oath, to Abraham's race, 
 In us, ev'n us fulfil. 
 
 2 Let us to perfect love restored, 
 
 Thy image here retrieve : 
 And in the presence of our Lord, 
 The life of angels live. 
 
 3 That mighty faith on me bestow. 
 
 Which cannot ask in vain ; 
 Which holds, and will not let thee go 
 Till I my suit obtain : 
 
 4 Till thou into my soul inspire 
 
 The perfect love unknown ; 
 And tell my infinite desire, 
 *' Whate'er thou wilt be done." 
 
124 J?OR FULL REDEMPTKWi 
 
 5 But is it possible that I 
 
 Should live, and sin no more ? 
 Lord, if on thee I dare rely, 
 The faith shall bring the power. 
 
 6. On me the faith divine bestow, 
 
 Which doth the mountain move ; 
 And all my spotlfess life shall show, 
 The omnipotence of love. 
 
 Jehudijah.] HYMN 140. L. M. (Page300.v 
 
 1 HE wills that I should holy be, 
 
 That holiness 1 long to feel; 
 That full divine conformity 
 
 To all my Saviour's righteous- will. 
 
 2 See, Lord, the travail of thy soul, 
 
 Accomplish'd in the change of mine i 
 And plunge me, ev'ry whit made whol^ 
 In all the depths of love div'ne ! 
 
 3^ On thee, O God, my soul is stay'd, 
 
 And waits to prove thine utmost will,. 
 The promise, by thy mercy made, 
 Thou canst, thou wilt in me fulfil. 
 
 3 No more I stagger at thy power, 
 
 Or doubt thy truth, which cannot move^ 
 Hasten the long expected hour. 
 And bless, me with thy perfect love. 
 
 Sl Peters] HYMN 141. L. M. (Page 300.) 
 
 X JESUS, thy loving Spirit alone. 
 
 Can lead me forth and make me free ; 
 Burst every bond through which I groan^ 
 And set my heart at liberty. 
 
FOB PULL REDEM1>T10N. 125 
 
 'rl Nowlettliy spirit bring me in. 
 And give thy servant to possess 
 The land of rest from inbred sin, 
 The land of perfect holiness. 
 
 -3 Lord, I believe thy power the same, 
 
 The same thy troth and grace endure ; 
 And in thy blessed hands I am, 
 And trust thee for a perfect cure. 
 
 4 Cora«, Saviour, come, and make meivhol«, 
 Entirely all my sins remove ! 
 To perfect health restore my soul, 
 To perfect holiness and love. 
 
 ^CooJcham.] HYMN 142 P. M. (Page 290), 
 1 LOVING Jesus, gentle Lamb, 
 In thy gracious hands I am, 
 Make rae. Saviour, what thou art. 
 Live thyself within my heart. , 
 
 '2 I shall then show forth thy praise. 
 Serve thee all my happy days, 
 Then the world shall always see 
 Christ the holy child in me. 
 
 TriumpJi.-] HYMN 143. L. M. (Page 307.) 
 
 1 COME, O thou greater than our heart. 
 
 And make thy faithful mercies known ; 
 The mind which was in thee impart ; 
 Thy constant mind in us be shown. 
 
 2 O let us by thy cross abide, 
 
 Thee, only thee resoIv*d to know, 
 The Lamb for sinners crucifyM^ 
 . A world to save from endless wo. 
 
126 FOR FULL REDEMPTION. 
 
 3 Take us into thy people's rest, 
 
 And we from our own works shall ceasej 
 With thy meek spirit arm our breast, 
 
 And keep our minds in perfect peace. 
 
 4 Jesus for this we calmly wait, 
 
 O let our eyes behold thee near ! 
 Hasten to make our heav'n complete, 
 Appear, our glorious God, appear ! 
 
 Berlin.] HYMN 144. L. M. (Page 305.) 
 
 1 IF now I have acceptance found 
 
 With thee, or favour in thy sight, 
 Still with thy grace and truth surround, 
 And arm me with thy Spirit's might. 
 
 2 O may I hear thy warning voice. 
 
 And ti!i»ply fly from danger near, 
 With rev'ience unto thee rejoice. 
 And love thee with a filial fear ! 
 
 3 Still hold my soul in second life, 
 
 And suffer not my feet to slide : 
 Sup on me in the glorious strife, 
 And comfort me on ev'ry side. 
 
 4 O pive me faith, and faith's increase. 
 
 Finish the work begun in me. 
 Preserve my soul in perfect peace. 
 And let me always rest on thee ! 
 
 5 O let thy gracious Spirit guide 
 
 And bring me to the promis'd land : 
 
 Where righteousness and peace reside, 
 
 And all submit to love's command ! 
 
FOR FULL REDEMPTION, 127 
 
 6 A land where milk an j honey flow, 
 And springs ol" pure dehgUts arise, 
 Deligliis whicli I shall shortly know, 
 When 1 regain my paradise. 
 
 Berlin.] HYMN 145. L. M, (Page 292.) 
 
 1 WHAT! never speak one evil word 1 
 
 Or rash or idle, or unkind ? 
 O how shall I, most gracious Lord, 
 This mark of true perfection find ? 
 
 2 Thy sinless mind in me reveal ; 
 
 Thy Spirit's plenitude impart; 
 And all my spotless life shall tell 
 Th' abundance of a loving heart. 
 
 3 Saviour, I long to testify 
 
 The fulness of thy saving grace: 
 O might thy Spirit the blood apply, 
 Which bought for me the sacred peace ! 
 
 4 Forgive, and make my nature whole : 
 
 My mbred malady remove ; 
 To perfect health restore my soul, 
 To perfect holiness and love. 
 
 Paradise.] HYMxN 146. C. M. (Page 297.) 
 
 1 O JESUS ! at thy feet we wait, 
 
 Till thou shalt bid us rise'; 
 Restor'd to our unsinning state, 
 To love's sweet paradise. 
 
 2 Saviour from sin, we thee receire, 
 
 From all indwelling sin 
 
128 TRtJSTING IN GRACE 
 
 Thy blood we steadfastly believe 
 Shall make us throughly clean. 
 
 3 Since thou would'st have us free fronr sin, 
 
 And pure as those above ; 
 Make '^aste to bring thy nature in, 
 And perfect us in Iflve ! 
 
 4 The counsel of thy love fulfil : 
 
 Come quickly, gracious Lord, 
 Be it according to thy will, 
 According to ihy word. 
 
 5 O that the per^ct grace were giv'n, 
 
 Thy love difFus'd abroad ! 
 O that our hearts were all a heav'n, 
 For ever fill'd with God ! 
 
 THUSXX27G IN GRAC5 AND PRO- 
 VXDBNCE. 
 
 Broomsgrove.] HYMN 147. C. M. (Page 327.) 
 
 1 MY God, my portion, and my love, 
 
 My everlasting All, 
 I've none but thee in heaven above, 
 Or on this earthly ball. 
 
 2 What empty things are all the skies, 
 
 And this inferior ck)cl ! 
 There's nothing here deserves my joys. 
 There's nothing like my God. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 120 
 
 3 In vain the bright, the burning; sun, 
 
 Scatters his i"eel)le hght ; 
 'Tis thy sweet beams ere .le my noon, 
 If thou withdraw, 'tis night. 
 
 4 And whilst upon my restless bed, 
 
 Among the shades i roii,|. 
 If my Keueemer biiuws his head, 
 "lis mornuig with my soul, 
 
 To thee we owe our w ealth, and friends 
 
 And liealih. and safe abode : 
 Thanks to thy name for meaner things; 
 But they are not my God. 
 
 6 How vain r toy is ghtt'ring wealth. 
 
 If once compar'd to thee : 
 Or what's my safety, or my health, 
 Or all my friends to me ? 
 
 7 Were I possessor of the earth, 
 
 And call'd the stars my own, 
 " Without thy graces and tliyself, 
 I were a wretch undone 
 
 8 Let others stretch their arms like seas, 
 
 And grasp in all the shore : 
 Grant me the visits ^.-f tijy face, 
 And I desire no more. 
 
 Luton.] HYMN 148. L. BI. ^Page 329.^ 
 
 1 HOW do tliy mercies close me round ! 
 For ever be thy name ad«)r'd ; 
 
 1 Hush n all tliinir* to abound ; 
 
 The servant is above his Lord ! 
 
130 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 2 Inur'd to poverty and pain, 
 
 A suff'rjnff life my Master led ; 
 The Son of God. the S n of man, 
 He had not where to lay his head. 
 
 3 But To r a plaee he hath prepared 
 
 For me uhom watchful angels keep; 
 Yea he himself becomes my guard ; 
 
 He smooths my bed, and gives me sleep. 
 
 4 Jesus protects ; my fears begone r 
 
 What can the Rock of Ages move ! 
 Safe in thy arms I lay me down, 
 Thy e elasting arms of love. 
 
 5 While- thou art intimately nigh, 
 
 Who, who shall violate my rest 1 
 Sin^ earth, and hell, I now defy ; 
 I lean upon my Saviour*s breast. 
 
 6 I rest bene nth th' Almighty's shade, 
 
 My griefs expire, my troubles cease ;: 
 Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stay'd^ 
 Wilt keep me still in perfect peace. 
 
 7 Me for thine own thou lov^st to take 
 
 In time and in eternity ; 
 Thou never, never wilt forsake 
 
 A helpless worm that trusts in thee. 
 
 Brewer,] HYIMN 149. L. M. (Page 327.) 
 
 1 JESUS myall to heaven is gone, 
 He whom ♦ fix my h pes upon : 
 Fis track J s^e and I'll pursue 
 The narrow way till Lim I v iew. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 
 
 131 
 
 ^ The way the hoy proj)hcts went, 
 
 The J- ad t-.ai leads tVom bamshiiient: 
 The King's highway of holiness, 
 ^ I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 This is the way I long have sought, 
 And mournM because i iV.und it not ; 
 My grief a bur :ea long has been, 
 Because I vvas not sav'd from sin. 
 
 4 The more I strove against its power, 
 1 felt its weight and guilt the more ; 
 Till late i hear>; my Saviour say, 
 
 '^ Come hither, soul. I am the way." 
 
 5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, 
 Shait take me to thee, whose I am ; 
 Nothing but sin have I to give. 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 G Then will I tell to sinners round, 
 What a iear Saviour I have found, 
 I'll point to thy redeeming bh^od, 
 And say, *' Beuold the way to God !" 
 
 New Sab.] HYMN 150. L. M. (Page 232.) 
 
 1 GOD of my life, whose gracious power, 
 
 Thro' various deaths my soul hath led, 
 Or turn'd aside the fatal hour. 
 Or lifted up my sinking head ! 
 
 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, 
 
 Thy ruling providence 1 see: 
 Assist me still my course to run, 
 And still direct my paths to thee. 
 d2 
 
132 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 3 Whither, O whither should I fly, 
 
 But to my h)ving Saviour's breast j 
 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 Christ ! my wisdom art : 
 I ever into ruin run. 
 
 But thou art greater than ray heart. 
 
 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 
 
 Lead ms a way I have not known ; 
 Bring me where I my heaven may find 
 The heaven of loving thee alone. 
 
 6 Enlarge my heart to make thee room : 
 
 Enter, and in me ever stay : 
 The crooked then shall straight become, 
 The darkness shall be lost in day ! 
 
 Eaton.] HYMN 151. L. M. (Page 335.) 
 
 1 AWAY, my unbelieving fear ! 
 
 Fear shall in me no more have place, 
 My Saviour doth not yet appear. 
 
 He hide? the brightness of his face : 
 But shall I therefore let him go, 
 
 And basely to the tempter yield ? 
 No, in the strength of Jesus, no, 
 
 I never will give up my shield. 
 
 2 Although the yine its fruit deny, 
 
 Although the olive yield no oil, 
 The with'ring fig-trees droop and die. 
 The fields elude the tiller's toil. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 133 
 
 The empty stall no herd aflbrd, 
 And perish all the bleating race, 
 
 Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 
 The God of my salvation praise. 
 
 3 Barren although my soul remain, 
 
 And not one bud of grace appear. 
 No fruit of all my toil and pain, 
 
 But sin, and only sin is here : 
 Although my gifts and comforts lost, 
 
 My blooming hopes cut off I see; 
 Yet will I in my Saviour trust, 
 
 And glory that he died for me. 
 
 4 In hope believing against hope, 
 
 Jesus, my Lord, my God, I claim, 
 Jesus, my strength, shall lift me up, 
 
 Salvation is in Jesu's name : 
 To me he soon shall bring it nigh. 
 
 My soul shall then outstrip the wind; 
 On wings of love mount up on high, 
 
 And leave the world and sin behind. 
 
 Ileav. Jot/.] HYMN 152. C. M. (Page 338.) 
 1 JESUS, great shepherd of the sheep, 
 To thee for help we fly : 
 Thy little flock in safety keep, 
 For, Oh ! the wolf is nigh ! 
 
 '2 He comes, of heUish malice full, 
 To scatter, tear, and slay ; 
 He seizes e\^ry straggling soul, 
 As his own lawful prey. 
 
 3 Us into thy protection take. 
 And gather with thine arm ; 
 
134 TRUSTING IN QRACE 
 
 Unless the fold we first forsake, 
 The wolf can never harm, ' 
 
 4 We laugh to scorn his cruel pow'r 
 
 While by our Shepherd's side ; 
 The sheep he never can devour, 
 Unless he first divide. 
 
 5 O do not sufier him to part 
 
 The souls that here agree ! 
 But make us of one mind and heart, 
 And keep us one in thee ! " 
 
 6 Together let us sweetly live, 
 
 Together let us die ; 
 And each a starry crown receive, 
 And reign above the sky. •• 
 
 Shirland] HYMN 153. S. M. (PAr^.E 331.) 
 1 GIVE to the winds thy fears, 
 Hope, and be undismay'd ; 
 God hears thy sighs, and c unts thy tears, 
 God shall lift up thy head : 
 Thrsugh waves, and clouds, and storms, 
 He gently clears thy way ; 
 Wait thon his time, so shall this nigbt 
 Soon end in joyous day. 
 
 ^Z Still heavy is thy heart ? 
 
 Still sink thy spirits down ? 
 Cast off the weight, let fear depart, 
 
 And every care be gone ; 
 
 What though thou rulest not. 
 
 Yet heaven, and earth, and hell, 
 rroclaim God sitteth on the throne, 
 
 And ruleth all things well. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 135' 
 
 4 Leave to his sov'reign sway 
 To choose and to command : 
 So shait thou, wond'ring, own his w^ay, 
 How wise ; how stKing his hand ! 
 Far, far above thy thought 
 His counsel shall appear, 
 When fuUy he the work hath wrought 
 That caus'd thy needless Tear. 
 
 4 Thou seest our weakness, Lord, 
 Our hearts are known to thee : 
 O lift thou up the sinking hand, 
 Confirm the feeble knee ; 
 Let us ill life, m death, 
 Thy steadf^jst truth declare ; 
 And publish with our latest breath, 
 Thy love and guardian care. 
 
 Salford.] HYMN 154. C. M. (Page 326.) 
 
 1 WITH joy we meditate the grace 
 
 Of our High Priest above ; 
 
 His heart is made of tenderness, 
 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 
 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 
 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what sore temptations mean^ 
 For he hath felt the same. 
 
 3 He in the days of feeble flesh, 
 
 Pour'd out strong cries and tears, 
 And in his measure feels afresh 
 What every member bears. 
 
136 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 4 He'll never qucch the smoking flax, 
 
 But raise it to a flame ; 
 The bruised reed he never breaks, 
 Nor scorns the meanest name. 
 
 5 Then let our humble faith address 
 
 His mercy and his power ; 
 We shall tibtain clehv'ring grace 
 In the distressing hour. 
 
 Truro.] HYMN 155. L. M. (Page 336.) 
 
 1 PEACE, troubled soul, thou need'sc not fear ! 
 Thy great Provider still is near : 
 
 Who fed thee last, will feed- thee still, 
 Be calm, and sink into his will. 
 
 2 The Lord who built the earth and sky, 
 In (uercy stoops to hear thy cry ; 
 
 His promise all may freely claim, 
 "Ask and receive in Jesu's name." 
 
 3 His stores are open all, and free 
 To such as -truly uprioht he ; 
 Water and ''read he'll give for food, 
 With all things else which he sees good. 
 
 4 Your sacred hairs which are so small, 
 By God himself are number'd all ; 
 This truth he's publish'd all abroad, 
 That men may learn to trust the Lord. 
 
 5 The ravens daily he doth feed, 
 
 And sends them food as they have need ; 
 Although they nothmg have in store, 
 Yet as they lack he gives them more. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 137 
 
 G Then do not seek with anxious care, 
 Wliat ye shall eat, or drink, or wear, 
 Your heavenly Father will you feed; 
 He knows that all these things you need. 
 
 7 Without reserve ^ive Christ your heart ; 
 Let him his righteousness impart ; 
 Then all things else he'll freely ffive ; 
 With him you all things shall receive. 
 
 8 Thus shall the soul he truly blest, 
 That seeks in God his only rest ; 
 Mav I that happy person be, 
 
 In time and in eternity. 
 
 Bramcoat.] HYMN 156. L. M. (Page 341.) 
 
 1 THOTT Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace, 
 
 For thee my thirsty soul doth pine ! 
 My longing heart implores thy grace: 
 O make me in thy likeness shine ! 
 
 2 With fraudless, even, humble mind. 
 
 Thy will in all things may I see ! 
 In love be ev'ry wish resigned, 
 
 And hallow'd my whole heart to thee. 
 
 3 When pain o'er my weak flesh prevails, 
 
 With lamb-like patience arm my breast ; 
 When arief my wounded soul assails, 
 In lowly meekness may I rest. 
 
 4 Close by thy side still may I keep, 
 
 Howe'er life's various current flow; 
 With steadfast eye mark ev'ry step, 
 And follow thee where'er thou go. 
 
138 
 
 TRUSTING IN GRACE 
 
 5 Thou, Lord, the dreadful fight hast won ; 
 
 Alone thou hast the wine-press trod ; 
 In me thy strength'ning grace be shown, 
 O may I conquer through thy blood ! 
 
 6 So, when on Sion thou shalt stand, 
 
 And all heav'n's hosts adore their King, 
 Shall I be found at thy right hand. 
 And free from pain thy glorious sign. 
 
 Portugal] HYMN 157. L. M. (Page 342.) 
 
 1 ETERNAL Beam of Light divine, 
 
 Fountain of unexhausted love; 
 In whom the Father's glories shine, 
 
 Thro' earth beneath, and heaven above. 
 
 2 Jesus, the weary wanderer's rest, 
 
 Give me th}' easy yoke to bear ; 
 With steadfast patience arm my breast, 
 With spotless love, and lowly fear. 
 
 3 Thankful I take the cup from thee, 
 
 Prepar'd and mingled by thy skill , 
 Though bitter to the taste it be. 
 Powerful the wounded soul to heal. 
 
 4 Be thou, O Rock of Ages, nigh! 
 
 So shall each murm'ring thought be gone ; 
 And grief, and fear, and care, shall fly, 
 As clouds before the mid-day sun. 
 
 5 Speak to my warring passions, " Peace ;" 
 
 Say to my trembling heart, »' Be still ;" 
 Thy power my strength and fortress is, 
 For all things serve thy sov'reign will. 
 
AND PROVIDENCE. 139 
 
 6 O death ! where is thy sting? Where now 
 Thy boasted victory, O s^rave? 
 Who shall contend with God? or who 
 Can hurt whom God delights to save? 
 
 Gorham.] PIYMN 158. P. M. (Page 337:J 
 
 1 COME on, my partners in distress, 
 My comrades through the wilderness, 
 
 Who still your bodies feel : 
 Awhile forget your grief and fears, 
 And look beyond this vale of tears, 
 
 To that celestial hill. 
 
 2 Beyond the bounds of time and &paca, 
 Look forward to that heavenly place, 
 
 The saints, secure above ; 
 On faith's strong eagle pinions rise, 
 And force your passage to the skies. 
 
 And scale the mount of God. 
 
 3 Who suffer with our Master here, 
 We shall before his face appear, 
 
 And by his side sit down ; 
 To patient faith the prize is sure ; 
 And all that to the end endure 
 
 The cross, shall wear the crown. 
 
 4 Thrice blessed bliss-inspiring hope, 
 It lifts the fainting spirits up ; 
 
 It brings to life the dead ! 
 Our conflicts here shall soon be past, 
 And you and I ascend at last. 
 
 Triumphant with our head. 
 
 'd That great mysterious Deity ; 
 We soon with open face shall see 
 
140 TRUSTING IN GRACE, &,C. 
 
 The beatific sig^ht ; 
 Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise.. 
 And wide difliise the golden blaze 
 
 Of everlasting light. 
 
 The Father, shining on his throne, 
 The glorious coeternal Son, 
 
 The Spirit One aAd seven, 
 Conspire our rapture to complete ; 
 And lo ! we fall before his feet, 
 
 And silence heightens heaven 
 
 7 In hope of that ecstatic pause, 
 Jesus, we now sustain the cross, 
 
 And at thy footstool fall. 
 Till thou our hidden life reveal, 
 Till thou our ravish'd soirits fill, 
 
 And God be all in all. 
 
 TownJtead.] HYMN 159. P.M. (Page 328.) 
 
 1 CHILDREN of the heavenly King, 
 As we journey let us sing ; 
 
 Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2 We are travMlinir home to God, 
 In the wav our fathers trod ; 
 They are haopy now. and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 O ye banish'd seed, be glad, 
 Christ our Advocate is made: 
 TJs to save our flesh assumes, 
 Brother to our »oul8 becomes. 
 
OHRISTTAN WARFARE. 
 
 4 Pear not, brethren, joyful stani 
 On the borders of our land ; 
 Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, 
 Bids usundisniay'd go on. 
 
 5 Lord ! obediently we'll go, 
 Oiadly leaving all below : 
 Only thou our leader be. 
 And we stiii will jbllow thee ! 
 
 ui 
 
 ceristza:^7 warfare. 
 
 ralcon-St.] HYMN 160. S. M, (Page 344.) 
 
 1 SOLDIE iS of Christ, arise, 
 And put your armour on. 
 
 Strong in the strength which God supplier 
 
 Through his eternal Son ; 
 
 Strong in the Lor J of Hosts, 
 
 And in his mighty power. 
 Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, 
 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
 2 Stand then in his great might, 
 With all his strength endu'ti ; 
 
 But take, to arm you for the fight, 
 
 The panoply of God : 
 
 That having all things done. 
 
 And all your conflicts past, 
 Ye may o'ercorne, through Christ aldne> 
 
 And stand entire at last. 
 
 3 Stand, then, a^rainst your foes. 
 In close and firm array ; 
 
142 fcHRISTIAN WARFARE. 
 
 Legions of wily fiends oppose 
 
 Thronchout the evil day: 
 
 Br.t n»< et the sons of night, 
 
 But ipru'k their vain desig-n, 
 Arm'd in the arms of heavenly light, 
 
 Of righteousness divine. 
 
 4 Leave no unguarded p^ace, 
 
 No weakness of the soul ; 
 Take every virtue, every grace, 
 
 And fortify the whole : 
 
 Indissolubly joined, 
 
 To battle all proceed ; 
 But arm yourselves with all the mind 
 
 That was in Christ your Head. 
 
 Watchman,] HYMN 161. S. M. (Page 347.) 
 
 1 HARK, how the watchmen cry ! 
 Attend the trumpet's sound; 
 
 Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh ; 
 
 The powers of hell surround ; 
 
 Who bow to Christ's command, 
 
 Your arnis and hearts prepare ; 
 The day of battle is at hand ! 
 
 Go forth to glorious war ! 
 
 2 See, on the mountain-top, 
 The standard of your God ! 
 
 In Jesu's name I lift it up, 
 
 All stain'd with hallow'd blood. 
 
 His standard-bearer, I 
 
 To all the nations call : 
 Let all to Jesu's cross draw nigh ; 
 
 He bore the cross for all. 
 
CaRISTIANT WARFARE. 143 
 
 ^ Go un with Christ your Head, 
 Your Ca|jtain's footsteps see ; 
 Foilow your Captain, and be left 
 To certain victory. 
 All pow'r to him is giv'n 
 He ever reigns the same 
 Salvation, ha piness and heav'n, 
 Are all in Jesu's name. 
 
 4 Only have faith in God : 
 In faith your foes assail : 
 Not wresthn^r against flesh and blood, 
 But all the powers of hell : 
 From thrones of glory driv'n, 
 By flaming vengeance hurl'd, 
 They throng the air, and darken heav'n, 
 And rule this lower world. 
 
 Randall.] HYMN 162. C. M. (Page 349.) 
 1 WHEN I can read my title clear 
 To mansions in the skies, 
 I'll bid farewell to every fear, 
 And wipe my weeping eyes. 
 
 2 Should earth against my soul engage ; 
 
 And fiery darts be hurl'd. 
 Then I can smile at Satan's rage, 
 And face a frowning world. 
 
 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come. 
 
 Let storms of sorrow fall ; 
 So I but safely r'ach my home, 
 My God, my heav'n, my all. 
 
 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul 
 
 In seas of heavenly rest, 
 
 E5^ 
 
144 CHRISTIAN WARFARE. 
 
 And not a wave of trouble roll 
 Across my peaceful breast. 
 
 Durham.] HYMN 163. S. M. (Page 349.) 
 1 EQUIP me for the war, 
 
 And teach my hands to fight, 
 My simple, u[)right heart j)repare, 
 And guide my words aright. 
 
 3 Control my ev'ry thought ; 
 My whole of sin remove ; 
 Let ail niy works m thee be wrought ; 
 Let ail be wrought iu love. 
 
 3 O arm me with the mind, 
 Meek Lamb, that was m thee ! 
 
 And let my knowing zeal be joiu'd 
 With pOi tect chanty. 
 
 4 With calm and temper'd zeal, 
 Let me enforce thy call ; 
 
 And vindicattj tiiy gracuus will. 
 Which oilers hie tu ail. 
 
 5 O may I love like tiiee ! 
 In vli thy ioolsteps iread ! 
 
 Thou hate^5t ail iniquity, 
 
 But not ill rig thou huct made. 
 
 6 O may 1 learn the ait, 
 
 \\ ith m. ekncijS to reprove ! 
 To hate the sin with ali my heart, 
 But stili the smaer love. 
 
 Wells,] HYM.N 164. L. M. (Page 356.) 
 1 FONDLY my foolith he.irt essays 
 
 T' augment the source of perfect bliss, 
 
CHRISTIAN WARFARE. 146 
 
 Love's all-sufficient sea to raise, 
 With drops of creature-happiness. 
 
 2 O love, thy sovereign aid impart ; 
 
 And guard the giit tliyself hast given : 
 My portion, Thou, my treasure art. 
 My life, and happiness, and heaven. 
 
 3 Would aught on earth my wishes share ; 
 
 Though dear as life the idol he, 
 
 The idol from my breast I'll tear, 
 
 Resolv'd to seek my ail in thee. 
 
 4 Whate'er I fondly counted mine, 
 
 Too thee, my Lord, I here restore ; 
 Gladly 1 all to thee resign ; 
 
 Give me thyself, I ask no more. 
 
 OX^RISTZAN r£:2.I.O\f/SIXXP. 
 
 Rochdale.] HYMN 165. P. M. (Page 370.) 
 
 1 EXCEPT the Lord conduct the plan. 
 The best concerted schemes are vain. 
 
 And never can succeed ; 
 We spend our wretched strength for nought, 
 But if our works in thee are wrought. 
 They shall be blest indeed. 
 
 2 Lord, if thou didst thyself inspire 
 Our souls with this intense desire, 
 
 Thy goodness to proclaim ; 
 Thy glory if we wow intend, 
 
146 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP, 
 
 O let our deeds begin and end 
 Complete in Jesu's name I 
 
 3 In Jesu's name behold we meet. 
 Far from an evil world retreat, 
 
 And all its irantic ways ; 
 One only thing resolv'd to know, 
 And square our useful lives below. 
 
 By reason and by grace. 
 
 • 
 
 4 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell* 
 Not in the dark monastic cell, 
 
 By vows and grates confin'd ; 
 Freely to all ourselves we give ; 
 Constrain'd by Jesu's love to live 
 
 The servants of mankind. 
 
 5 Now, Jesus, now thy love impart, 
 To govern each devoted heart, 
 
 And fit us for thy will ! 
 Deep founded in the truth of grace, 
 Build up thy rising church and placCj 
 
 The city on the hill. 
 
 6 O let our love and faith abound * 
 
 let our lives to all around 
 With purest lustre shine : 
 
 That all around our works may see, 
 And give the glory, Lord, to thee, 
 The heavenly light divine ! 
 
 Hippon.] HYMN 166, S. M (Page 356.) 
 
 1 AND are we yet alive, 
 
 And eee each other's face ? 
 
eimrsTiAN fellowship. 117 
 
 Glory and praise to Jesus give 
 
 For his redeeming grace ! 
 
 Preserv'd by power divine 
 
 To full salvation here, 
 Again in Jesu's praise we join, 
 
 And in his sight appear. 
 
 2 What troubles have we seen ! 
 
 W hat coniiicts have we past ! ' 
 
 Fightings without, and fears w^ithin, 
 
 .Since we assembled last ; 
 
 But out of all the Lord 
 
 Hath brought us all his love ; 
 And still he doth his help atFord, 
 
 And hides our life above. 
 
 3 Then let us make our boast 
 Of his redeeming pow'r, 
 
 Which saves us to the uttermost, 
 
 Till we can sm no more : 
 
 Let us take up the cross, 
 
 Till we the crown obtain ; 
 And gladly reckon all things loss, 
 
 So we may Jesus gain. 
 
 A7inapolis.] HYMN 167. C. M. (Page 360.) 
 
 i TRY us, O God, and search the ground 
 Of every sin.ul heart: 
 Whate'er of sin in us is found, 
 O bid it all depart ! 
 
 2 When to the right or left we stray, 
 Leave us not comfortless ; 
 But guide our f^et into the way 
 Of everlasting peace. 
 
148 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 3 Help us to help each other, Lord, 
 
 lach others cross we bear ; 
 
 Let each his friendly aid afford. 
 
 And feel his biotlier's care. 
 
 4 Help us to build each other up. 
 
 Our little stock improve ; 
 Increase *>iir faith, confirm our hope, 
 And perfect us in love. 
 
 5 Up into thee, our hving Head, 
 
 Let us in all thinj-s gv w ; 
 Till thou hast m.s«ie us free indeed, 
 And spotless here below. 
 
 6» Then when the mighty work is wrought^ 
 Receive thy ready bride; 
 Give us in heaven a happy lot 
 With all the sanctify 'd. 
 
 Mt. Pleasant.] HVMN 168. G. M. (Pack 368.) 
 
 2 JKSTT8. united by thy srrace, 
 
 And each to each endear'd 
 With confidence we seek thy face, 
 And know our pray'r is heard. 
 
 4J Still let us own our common Lord, 
 
 \nd bear thine easy yoke ; 
 
 A band of love, a threefold cord. 
 
 Which never can be broke. 
 
 3 Make us into one spirit drink ; 
 
 Ba]»tise into thy Name ; 
 And let us always kindly think. 
 And sweetly speak the same. 
 
OBEISTIAN FELLOWSHIP 149 
 
 4 ToachM by the loadstone of thy love, 
 
 Let all our hearts agree ; 
 And ever towards each other move. 
 And ever move tow'rds fhee. 
 
 5 To thee inseparably join'd, 
 
 Let all our spirits cleave ; 
 
 O may we all the loving rnind 
 
 That was in thee receive ! 
 
 6 This is the bond of perfectness, 
 
 The spotless charity ; 
 O let us, (still we pray) possess 
 The mind that was in thee ! 
 
 7 Grant this, and then from all below 
 
 Insensibly remove: 
 Our souls the chansfe shall scarcely know 
 Made perfect first in love. ^ 
 
 ^ With ease our souls thro' death shall glide 
 Into their paradise : 
 And thence on wings of angels ride, 
 Triumphant through the skies. 
 
 9 Yet when the fullest joy is giv'n, 
 The same delight we prove, 
 In earth, in paradise^ in heav'n, 
 Our all in all is love. 
 
 aarendon.] HYMN 169. C. M. (Page 369.) 
 
 1 COME, let us use the grace divine^ 
 And all with one accord. 
 In a perpetual covenant join 
 Onrselres to Chriat the hord* 
 
150 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 2 Give up ourselves through Jesu's power, 
 
 His name to jjlori fy ; 
 And promise in this sacred hour 
 For God to hve and die. 
 
 3 The cov'nant we this moment make 
 
 Be ever kept in mind ; 
 We will no more our God forsake, 
 Or cast his words behind. 
 
 4 We never will throw off his fear, 
 
 Who hears our solemn vow ; 
 And if thou art well pleas'd to hear, 
 Come down and meet us now ! 
 
 5 Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Let all our hearts receive ; 
 
 Present with the celestial host, 
 
 The peaceful answer give. 
 
 6 To each the cov'nant blood apply. 
 
 Which takes our sins away ; 
 And register our names on high, 
 And keep us to that day. 
 
 Ml Tabor.] HYMN J 70. C. M. (Page 373.) 
 
 1 BLEST be the dear uniting love, 
 
 That will not let us part. 
 Our bodies may far off remove, 
 We still are one in heart. 
 
 2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go; 
 And still in Jesu's footsteps tread, 
 And show his praise below. 
 
CARISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 151 
 
 3 O may we ever walk in him, 
 
 And nothing know beside, 
 Nothing desire, nothing esteem, 
 But Jesus crucify 'd ! 
 
 4 Closer and closer let us cleave 
 
 To his belov'd embrace ; 
 Expect his fulness to i:eceive ; 
 And grace to answer grace. 
 
 5 Partakers of the Saviour's grace. 
 
 The same in mind and heart, 
 Nor joy, nor grief, nor time, nor place. 
 Nor life, nor death, can part. 
 
 6 But let us hasten to the day. 
 
 Which shall our flesh restore : 
 When death shall all be done away, 
 And bodies part no more. 
 
 Durham.] HYMN 171. S. M. (Page 377.) 
 
 1 AND let our bodies part. 
 To different climes repair ; 
 
 Inseparably joined in heart 
 The friends of Jesus are ! 
 
 2 Jesus, the corner-stone. 
 Did first our hearts unite ! 
 
 And still he keeps our spirits one, 
 Who walk with him in white. 
 
 3 O let us still proceed 
 In Jesu's work below ; 
 
 And following our triumphant Head, 
 To farther conquests go. 
 
\o'2 CHRISTIAN PELLOWSHtP* 
 
 4 The vineyard of the Lord 
 Before his lab'rers lies : 
 
 And lo 1 we see the vast reward 
 Which waits us in the skies ! 
 
 5 O let our heart and mind 
 Continually ascend ; 
 
 That heaven of repose to find, 
 Where all our labours end ! 
 
 6 Where all our toils are o'er, 
 Our sufF'ring and our pain ; 
 
 Who meet on that eternal shore, 
 Shall never part again. 
 
 7 O happy, happy place, 
 Where saints and angels meet ! 
 
 There we shall see each other's face. 
 And all our brethren greet. 
 
 8 The church of the first-born, 
 We shall with them be blest, 
 
 And crown'd with endless joy, returR 
 To our eternal rest. 
 
 9 With joy we shall behold 
 In yonder blest abode. 
 
 The patriarchs and prophets old, 
 And all the saints of God. 
 
 10 Abrah'm and Isaac, there, 
 And .T'lcob shall receive 
 
 The fUl'vycrs of their faith and prayei', 
 Who no IV in bodies live. 
 
 11 We shall 6ur time beneath 
 Live out in cheerful hope, 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 153 
 
 And fearless pass the vale of deaths 
 And gain the mountain-top. 
 
 13 To gather home his own, 
 God shall his angels send. 
 And bid our bliss, i»n earth begun. 
 In deathless triumphs end. 
 
 lownhead.] HYMN 172 P. M. (Page 3G4.) 
 
 1 JESUS, lord, we look to thee, 
 Let us in thy name agree : 
 Show thyself 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 m thought and word. 
 Altogether like our Lord., 
 
 4 Let us for each other care, 
 Each the other's > urden bear : 
 To thy church the pattern give 
 Show how true believers live. 
 
 5 Free from anger and from pride^ 
 Let us thus in God abide ; 
 
 All the depths of love express. 
 All the heights of holiness. 
 
 6 Let us then with joy remove 
 T© thy family above ; 
 
154 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 On the wings of angels fly ; 
 Show how true believers die. 
 
 Melody.] HYMN 173. C. M. (Page 389.) 
 
 1 GIVER of concord, Prince of peace, 
 
 Meek Lamb-like Son of God, 
 Bid our unruly passions cease, 
 By thy atoning blood. 
 
 2 Rebuke our rage, our passions chide, 
 
 Our stubborn wills control, 
 Beat down our wrath, root out our pride, 
 And calm our troubled soul. 
 
 3 Subdue in us the carnal mind, 
 
 Its enmity destroy. 
 With cords of love our spirits bind. 
 And melt us into joy. 
 
 4 Us into closest union draw. 
 
 And in our inward parts 
 Let kindness sweetly write her law, 
 And love command our hearts. 
 
 5 Saviour, look down whh pitying eyes, 
 
 Our jarring wills control. 
 Let cordial, kind affections rise, 
 And harmonize the soul. 
 
 6 O let us find the ancient way 
 Our wond'ring foes to move. 
 And force the heathen world to say, 
 " See how these Christians love!" 
 
 *\ 
 
Harmony.] HYMN 174. P. M. (Page 371.) 
 
 I ALL thanks to the Lamb, who gives us to 
 meet : 
 His Inve we proclaim, his praises repeat : 
 We own him our Jesus, continually near^ 
 To pardon and bless us, and perlect us here. 
 
 ^ In him we have peace, in him we have power, 
 Preserv'd by his grace throughout the dark 
 
 hour : 
 In all our temptations he keeps us to prove 
 His utmost salvation, his fulness ot'love. 
 
 3 Pronounce the glad word, and bid us be free ; 
 Ah ! hast thou not, Lord, a blessing forme 1 
 The peace thou hast given, this moment im- 
 part. 
 And opeui thy heaven, O Lore, in my heart. 
 
 Rochester.] HYMN 175. C. M. (Page 372.) 
 
 1 SEE, Jesus, thy disciples see, 
 
 The promis'd blessing give ! 
 Met in thy name, we look to thee. 
 Expecting to receive. 
 
 2 Thee we expect, our faithful Lord, 
 
 Who in thy name are join'd; 
 We wait according to thy word. 
 Thee in the midst to find. 
 
 3 With us thou art assembled here. 
 
 Bat, O! thyself reveal ! 
 Son of the living God, appear I 
 Let us thy presence fee!. 
 
1-56 CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. 
 
 4 Breathe on us, Lord, in this our day, 
 And these dry bones shall live ; 
 Speak peace unto our hearts and say, 
 '• The Holy Ghost receive. 
 
 3 Whom now we seek, O may we meet ! 
 Jesus, the Crucify'd ; 
 Show US thy bleeding hands and feet, 
 Thou who for us hast died. 
 
 6 Cause us the record to receive ! 
 Speak, and the tokens show, 
 " O be not faithless, but believe, 
 " In Me, who died for you !" 
 
 Peterborough.] HYMN 176. C. M. (Page 375.) 
 
 1 God of all consolation, take 
 
 The glory of thy grace ! 
 Thy gifts to thee we render back 
 In ceaseless songs of praise. 
 
 2 Thro' thee we now together came 
 
 In singleness of heart ; 
 We met, O Jesus, in thy name ; 
 And in thy name we part. 
 
 3 We part in body, not in mind ; 
 
 Our minds continue one : 
 And each to each, in Jesus join'd, 
 We hand in hand go on. 
 
 4 Subsists as in us all one soul ; 
 
 No power can make us twain ; 
 And mountains rise and oceans roll, 
 To sever us in vain. 
 
CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP. ]57 
 
 5 Present we still in spirit are, 
 
 And intimately nigh ; 
 While on the wings ot faith and prayer 
 We each to other fly. 
 
 6 In Jesus Christ together we 
 
 In heavenly places sit : 
 Cloth'd with the sun, we smile to see 
 The moon beneath our feet. 
 
 7 Our life is hid with Christ in God ! 
 
 Our Life shall soon appear, 
 And shed his glory all abroad 
 On all his members here. 
 
 8 The heavenly treasure now we have 
 
 In a vile house of clay ; 
 But He shall to the utmost save, 
 And keep us to that day. 
 
 9 Our souls are in his mighty hand, 
 
 And he shall keep them still ; 
 And you and I shall surely stand 
 With him on Zion's hill. 
 
 10 Him eye to eye we there shall see, 
 Our face like his shall shine : 
 O what a glorious company, 
 When saints and angels join. 
 
 no what a joyful meeting there ! 
 In robes of white array'd : 
 Palms in our hands. we all shall bear. 
 And crowns upon our head. 
 
158 PASTORAL. 
 
 12 Then let us lawfully contend, 
 
 And fight our passage through : 
 Bear in our faithful minds the en&y 
 And keep the prize in view. 
 
 13 Then let us hasten to the day, 
 
 When all shall be brought home • 
 Come, O Redeemer, come away ! 
 O Jesus, quickly come ! 
 
 PASTORAL. 
 
 2'hatcher.] HYMN 177. S. M. (Page. 396.) 
 
 1 LORD of the harvest, hear 
 Thy needy servants' cry ; 
 
 Answer our faith's effectual prayer, 
 And all our wants supply. 
 
 2 On thee we humbly wait, 
 Our wants are in thy view ; 
 
 The harvest, truly, Lord, is great. 
 The labourers are few. 
 
 3^ Convert, and send forth more 
 Into thy church abroad, 
 And let them speak thy word of power. 
 As workers with their God. 
 
 4 Give the pure Gospel-word, 
 The word of general grace ; 
 Then let them preach the common Lord, 
 Saviowr of human rac^. 
 
PASTORAL. 159 
 
 5 O let them spread thy name, 
 Their mission fully prove ; 
 Thy universal grace proclaim, 
 Thine all-redeeming love ! 
 
 Breioer.] HYMN 178. L. M. (Page 398 ) 
 
 1 FATHER, if justly still we claim, 
 
 To us and ours the promise made, 
 To us be graciously the same, 
 
 And crown with living tire our head 
 
 2 Our claim admit and from above, 
 
 Of holiness the spiiit shower, 
 Of wise discernment, humble love, 
 And zeal, and unity, and power. 
 
 3 The spirit of convincing speech. 
 
 Of power demonstrative impart : 
 
 Such as may every conscience reach, 
 
 And sound the unbelieving heart. 
 
 4 The Spirit of refining fire. 
 
 Searching the inmost of the mind, 
 To purge all fierce and fouJ desire, 
 And kindle life more pure and kind. 
 
 5 The Spirit of faith in this thy day, 
 
 To break the power of canceil'd sin ; 
 
 Tread down its strength, o'ertum its sway. 
 
 And still the conquest more than win. 
 
 Q The Spirit breathe of inward life, 
 
 Which in our hearts tHy law may write ; 
 Then grief expires, and pam and strife ; 
 'Tis nature all, and all delight. 
 
1()0 PASTORAL. 
 
 Luton.] HYMN 179. L. M. (Page 39^) 
 
 X COMFORT, ye ministers of grace, 
 Comfort the people of your Lord, 
 O lift ye up the fallen race, 
 
 And cheer them by the Gospel word. 
 
 ^ Go into every nation, g^o. 
 
 Speak to their trembling heart and cry. 
 Glad tidings unto all we show : 
 Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 
 
 ark in the wilderness a ery, 
 A voice that loudly calls. Prepare ; 
 Prepare your hearts for God is nigh, 
 And means to make his entrance there I 
 
 4 The Lord your God shall quickly come; 
 Sinners, repent, the call obey t 
 Op'n your hearts to make him room ; 
 Ye desert souls, prepare the way. 
 
 di Tlie Lord shall cheer his way through all : 
 Whatever obstructs, obstructs in vain ; 
 The vale shall rise the mountain fall. 
 Crooked be straight, and rugged plain^ 
 
 6 The glory of the Lord display'd 
 Shall all mankind together view, 
 And what his mouth in truth hath said. 
 His own almighty hand shall do. 
 
 Burslcm.] HYxMN 180. L. M. (Page 400.) 
 
 I HIGH on his everlasting throne, 
 
 The King of saints his work surveys^ 
 
PASTORAL. 161 
 
 Harks the dear souls he calls his own, 
 And smiles on the peculiar race. 
 
 ^ He rests well pleased their toils to see ^ 
 Beneath his easy yoke they move ; 
 "With all their heart and strenu^th agree 
 In the sweet labour of his love. 
 
 "3 See where the servants of the Lord, 
 A busy multitude, appear ; 
 For Jesus day and night employed, 
 His heritage they toil to clear* 
 
 4 The love of Christ their hearts contrains, 
 
 And strengthens their unwearied hands ; 
 They spend their sweat, and blood, and pains, 
 To cultivate Jmmanuers lands. 
 
 5 Jesus their toil delighted sees, 
 
 Their industry vouchsafes to crown : 
 He kindly gives the wish'd increase, 
 And sends the promis'd blessing dowjj. 
 
 ^ The sap of life, the Spirit's powers, 
 He rains incessant from above; 
 He all his gracious fulness showers 
 To perfect their great work of love. 
 
 7 O multiply thy sower's seed, 
 
 And fruit they every hour shall bear; 
 Throujfhout the world thy Gospel spreai^i, 
 Thine everlasting truth declare ! 
 
 8 We then, in perfect love renew'd, 
 
 Shall know the greatness of thy power, 
 
163 PASTORAL. 
 
 Stand in the temple of our God 
 As pillars, and go out no more. 
 
 Parvus.'] HYMN 181. L. M. (Page 401.) 
 1 DRAW near, O Son of God, draw near, 
 Us with thy flaming eye behold ; 
 Still in thy church vouchsafe t' appear, 
 And let our candlestick be gold. 
 
 3 Still hold the stars in thy right-hand, 
 And let them in thy lustre glow, 
 The lights of a benighted land, 
 The angels of thy church below. 
 
 3 Make good th#ir apostolic boast. 
 
 Their high commission let them prove. 
 Be temples of the Holy Ghost, 
 
 And fill'd with faith, and hope, and love. 
 
 4 Their hearts from things of earth remove, 
 
 Sprinkle them, Lord, from sin and fear; 
 Fix their affections all above, 
 
 And lay up all their tieasures there. 
 
 5 Give them an ear to hear thy word ; 
 
 Thou speakest to the churches now : 
 And let all tongues confess their Lord, 
 Let every knee to Jesus bow. 
 
 Warrington.] HYMN 182. L. M. (Page 402.) 
 
 1 SAVIOUR of men, thy searching eye 
 Doth all mine inmost thoughts descry : 
 Doth aught on earth my wishes raise, 
 Or the world's pleasures, or its praise ? 
 
PASTORAL. 1(33 
 
 ■:2 The love of Christ doth me constrain 
 To seek the wand'ring souls of men ; 
 With cries, entreaties, tears, to save, 
 To snatch them from the gaping grave. 
 
 3 For this let men revile my name, 
 No cross I shun, • fear no shame ; 
 
 All hail reproach and welcome pain ; 
 Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain. 
 
 4 My life, my blood I here present, 
 IF for thy truth they may be speiit. 
 Fulfil thy sovereign counsel. Lord ! 
 Thy will be done, thy name ador'd ! 
 
 5 Give me thy strenjrth, O God of powV : 
 Then let winds blow, or thunders roar, 
 Thy faithful witness will I L-e : 
 
 'Tis fixt ; 1 -can do all through thee. 
 
 3It Pleasant.] HYMN 183. C. M. (Page 40a) 
 
 1 JESUS, the name high over all, 
 
 In hell, or earth, or sky ! 
 Annrels and men before it fall, 
 And devils fear and fly. 
 
 2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear, 
 
 The Name to sinners given ! 
 It scatters all their guilt°and fear; 
 It turns their hell to heaven. 
 
 '3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks 
 And bruises Satan's head • 
 Power into strenuti.less soul's it spcak^ 
 And life into the^ d«ad. 
 
164 PASTORAL. 
 
 4 O that the world might taste and see 
 
 The riches of his grace ; 
 The arms of love that compass me, 
 Would all mankind embrace. 
 
 5 His only righteousness I show, 
 
 His savina^ truth proclaim : 
 'Tis all my business here below, 
 To cry,"-' Behold the Lamb !" 
 
 6 Happy, if with my latest breath 
 
 I mav but srasp his Name ! 
 Preach him to all, and cry in death, 
 "Behold, behold the lamb !" 
 
 Melody,] HYMN 184. C. M. (Page 406. 
 
 1 .TESTES, my strenffth and righteousness. 
 My Saviour and my King, 
 Triumphantly thy name \ bl^^ss. 
 Thy conqu'ring name ! sing. 
 
 3 Thou Lord, hast magnify'd thy name, 
 Thou hast maintain'd thy cause, 
 And I enjoy the glr)rious shame, 
 The scandal of thy cross. 
 
 3 Thou gavest me to speak thy wofd. 
 
 In the apnonted hour; 
 I have proclaim'd my dying Lord, 
 And felt thy Spirit's pow'r. 
 
 4 Superior to my foes I stood, 
 
 Ab'»ve their smile or frown: 
 
 On all the stranjrers to thy blood 
 
 With pitying love look down. 
 
PASTORAL. i6« 
 
 5 O let me have thy presence still, 
 Set as a flint my face, 
 To show the counsel of thy will, 
 Which saves a world by grace ! 
 
 Q O let me never blush to own 
 The gjlorious Gospel-word ; 
 Which saves a world through faith alone 
 Faith in a dying Lord ! 
 
 Egypt.] HYMN 185. S. M. (Page 407.) 
 
 1 "I THE good fight have fought," 
 
 when shall I declare ! 
 The vict'ry by my Saviour got, 
 
 1 long with Paul to share. 
 
 2 O may I triumph so, 
 When all my warfare's past; 
 
 And dying, find my latest ioe 
 Under my feet at last ! 
 
 3 This blessed word be mine. 
 Just as the port is gaiii'd ; 
 
 " Kept by the pow'r of grace divine, 
 I have the faith maintain'd." 
 
 4 Th' apostles of my Lord, 
 To whom it first was giv'n 
 
 They could not speak a greater word, . 
 Nor all the saints in heaven. 
 
i6G ON THE SPREAD 
 
 ON TBS SPREAD OF THE aoSPEZ.. 
 
 IlamiUon] HYMN 186. L. M. (Page 41 G.)' 
 
 1 JESUS shall reigh where'er the sun, 
 Does his successive journeys run ; 
 
 His kingdom spread from shore to shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 From north to south the princes meet 
 To pay their homa^^e at his feet ; 
 While western empires own their Lord^ 
 And savage tribes attend his word. 
 
 3 To him shall endless pray'r be made, 
 And endless praises crown his head ; 
 His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
 With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 
 
 4 People and realms of ev'ry tongue, 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song. 
 And infant voices shall proclaim. 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 Ascension.} HYMN 187. C. M. (Page 420.) 
 
 1 FATHER of me and all mankind, 
 
 And all the hosts above ; 
 
 Let ev'ry understanding mind 
 
 Unite to praise thy love 1 
 
 2 'o know thy nature and thy name.. 
 
 One God in persons Three ; 
 And glorify the great I AM, 
 Through all eternity. 
 
OP THE GOSPEL. 167 
 
 3 Thy kingdom come with pow'r and grace, 
 
 To ev'ry heart of man : 
 Thy peace, and joy, and righteousnees, 
 In all our bosoms reign. 
 
 4 Thy righteousness our sins keep down, 
 
 'i hy ptace our passions bind; 
 An : let us, n ti^y joy ui.known, 
 The first dominion find. 
 
 5 The righteousness that never ends, 
 
 Bui makes an end of sin ; 
 The joy that human thought transcends, 
 into our souis bring in. 
 
 6 The kingdom of esrablish'd peace, 
 
 Which can no more reniove ; 
 The perfect pow'r (»f godliness, 
 Th' omnipotence of love. 
 
 Warrington.] HYMN 188. L. M. (Page 417.) 
 
 1 ARM ofthe f^ord, awake, awake! 
 
 Thine own immortal strength put on f 
 With terror cloth'd, hell's kingdom shake, 
 And cast thy foes with fury down^ 
 
 2 As in the ancient days appear ; 
 
 The sacred annals speak thy fame ; 
 Be now omnipotently near. 
 To endless ages still the same. 
 
 3 By death and hell pursu'd in vain. 
 
 To thee the ransom'd seed shall come 
 Shouting, their heav'nly Zion gain, 
 And pass through death triumphant home. 
 g2 
 
168 CHRISTMAS. 
 
 4 The pain of life sliali then be o'er, 
 
 J'he anguish and distracting care ; 
 Their sighing gi lef shall weep no more, 
 \nd sin shall never enter there. 
 
 5 Where pure essential } y is found. 
 
 The Lord's redeem'd their heads shall raise, 
 With everlasting gladness crown'd 
 
 And fill d with love, and lost in praise. 
 
 C2£HZ>i»IAS. 
 
 Dursky.] HYMN 189. S. M. (Page 422.) 
 
 1 FATHER, our hearts we hit 
 Up to thy gracious throne, 
 
 And thank thee for th precious gift 
 
 Of thine incarnate Son! 
 
 The gift un.<i)eakable 
 
 We thahk!uily receive, 
 And to the world thy goodness tell, 
 
 And to thy glory live. 
 
 2 Jesus, the holy Child, 
 Doth by his birth declare, 
 
 That God and man are reconciled 
 
 And one in him we are, 
 
 Salvation through his name 
 
 To all mankind is given, 
 And loud his infant cries proclaim 
 
 A peace twixt ea-th and heaven. 
 
 3 A peace on earth he brings, 
 Which never more shall end : 
 
CHRISTMAS. 1^9 
 
 The Lord of hosts, the King of kings 
 JL»eclares hiinselt our 1 riend ; 
 Assumes am liesh auci bi<jod, 
 Ihat ue his grace may gain : 
 
 The evei lasting Sou oi God, 
 The mortal Son ol man. 
 
 4 His kingdom fr< m above 
 He doth to us impart, 
 
 And pure benevolence and love 
 
 O'erttovv the faithful heart : 
 
 Chiing'd in a mor lent, we 
 
 The sweet attraction find. 
 Wit.: open arms of charity 
 
 Embracing all mankind. 
 
 5 O might they all receive 
 
 The new-born Prince of Peace, 
 And meetly in his cpjrit live ! 
 
 And in his love increase ! 
 
 Tin he ci.nvey us home, 
 
 Cry ev'ry soul aloud, 
 Come liiou Desire of nations, come, 
 
 And take us up to God ! 
 
 Delacourt.] HYMN 190. C. M. (Page 427.) 
 
 1 MOkTALS awake, with angels join, 
 
 And chant the solemn lay ; 
 
 Joy, ,(>ve and gratitude combine 
 
 To hail th' auspicious day. 
 
 2 In heaven the rapturous song begaDj 
 
 And sweet seraphic fire 
 Through ai) the shining legions ran. 
 And strung and tun'd the lyre. 
 
170 NEW YEAR. 
 
 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
 
 Ai)' lond ilie echo uli'u ; 
 The theme, the »oug, the joy was new^ 
 ••Twas more than heaven could hold. 
 
 4 Down through the portals of the sky 
 
 Th' impetuous torrent ran ; 
 And angels Hew with eage** joy 
 To bear the news to man. 
 
 5 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, 
 
 ' Glory to God on high ; 
 Good vvdl and peace are now complete, 
 Jesus was born to die " 
 « 
 
 6 Hail, Prince of Life, for ever hail ! 
 
 Redeemer. Brother, Friend ! 
 Though earth, and time, and life should fail, 
 Thy praise shall never end. 
 
 7 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 
 
 And glory leads the song : 
 Good wiil and peace are heard throughout 
 Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 
 
 KEW Y^AR. 
 
 Florida.-] HYMN 191. C. M. (Pacie 430. 
 
 I SING to the ffreat Jehovah's praise ! 
 Al! praise to him belongs. 
 Who kindly lengthens out our days, 
 Bemands our choicest son^s : 
 
NEW YEAR. 37JL 
 
 His providence hath brought us through 
 
 Another various year ; 
 AVe all with vows and anthems new 
 
 Before our God appear. 
 
 •2 Father, thy mercies past we own, 
 
 Thy still continued care : 
 To thee presenting, through thy Son^ 
 
 Whate'er we have or are : 
 Our lips and lives shall gladly show 
 
 The Wonders of thy love. 
 While on in Jesu's steps we go 
 
 To seek thy face above. 
 
 3 Our residue of days or h' urs, 
 
 Thine wholly thine shall be ; 
 And all our consecrated powers, 
 
 A sacrifice to thee ; 
 Till Jesus in the clouds appear, 
 
 To saints on earth forgiven, 
 And bring the grand sabbatic year, 
 
 The jubilee of heaven. 
 
 KingsivortL] HYMN 192. P. M . (Page 429.-> 
 1 THE Lord of earth and sky. 
 The God of ages praise ! 
 Who reigns enthron'd on high, 
 Ancient of endless days! 
 Who lengthens out our trials here. 
 And spares us yet another year. 
 
 •2 Barren and withered trees. 
 
 We cumber'd long the ground i 
 No fruit of holiness 
 
 On otir dead souls was found ; 
 
172 NEW YEAR 
 
 Yet doth he us in mercy spare, 
 Another and another year. 
 
 3 When justice bar'd the sword, 
 
 To cut the fig-tree down, 
 The pity of the Lord 
 
 Cried^, '' Let it still alone !" 
 The Father mild inclines his ear, 
 And spares us yet another year, 
 
 4 Jesus, thy speaking blood, 
 
 From God obtain'd the grace ; 
 Who therefore hath bestow'd 
 
 On us a longer space ; 
 Thou didst in our behalf appear, 
 And lo ! we see another year ! 
 
 5 Then dig about the root, 
 
 Break up our fallow ground. 
 And let our gracious fruit 
 
 To thy great praise abound ; 
 O let us all thy praise declare, 
 And fruit unto perfection bear. 
 
 FAIKCXI.? WORSHIP. 
 
 Wormley.] HYMN 193. S. M. (Page 432.) 
 
 1 WE lift our hearts to thee, 
 O Day-star from on high, 
 The sun itself is but thy shade, 
 Yet cheers both earth and sky. 
 
FAMILY WORSHIP. 173 
 
 2 Let thy orient beams 
 The night of sin disperse, 
 
 The mists of error and of vice, 
 Which shade the universe ! 
 
 3 How beauteous nature now ! 
 How dark and sad before ! 
 
 With joy we view the pleasing change, 
 And nature's God adore. 
 
 4 O may no gloomy crime 
 Pollute the rising day ; 
 
 Or Jesu's blood, like evening dew 
 Wash all its stains away ! 
 
 5 May we this life improve, 
 To mourn for errors past : 
 
 And live this short -evolving day, 
 As if it were our last. 
 
 6 To God, the Father, Son, 
 And spirit one in three, 
 
 Be glory, as it was, is now, 
 And shall for ever be. 
 
 Guernsey.] HYMN 194. C. M. (Pa«b 434.) ' 
 
 1 ONCE more, my soul, the rising day 
 
 Salutes thy waking eyes; 
 Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
 Tf' Him that rules the skies. 
 
 2 Niffht unto night his name repeats, 
 
 The day renews the sound : 
 Wide as the heavens on which he sits, 
 To turn the seasons round. 
 
174 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 3 'Tis He supports my mortal frame ; 
 
 My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
 My sins might rouse his wrath to flame, 
 But yet his wrath delays. 
 
 4 O God, let all my hours be thine, 
 
 Whilst [ enjoy the light ; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline. 
 And bring a pleasmg night. 
 
 Devotion.] HYMN 195. C. M. (Page 435.) 
 
 1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray, 
 
 I am for ever thine : 
 I fear be 'ore thee all the day, 
 Nor would I dare to sin. 
 
 2 And wbile I rest my weary head, 
 
 From cares and bus'ness free, 
 
 *Tis sweet conversing on my bed 
 
 AVith my own heart and thee. 
 
 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; 
 
 And when my work is done, 
 Great God, my faith and hope relies 
 Upon thy grace alone. 
 
 4 Thus, with my thoughts compos'd to peace 
 
 I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; 
 Thy hand in safety keeps my days, 
 And will my shunbers keep. 
 
 Wormlc?/.] HYMN 196. S. BI. (Page 436.) *" 
 
 1 SEE how the morning sun, 
 l^ursues his shining wav ; 
 
FAMILY WORLirip. 17.^ 
 
 AikI Wide proclaims his Maker's praise, 
 With evVy bri^ht'ning ray. 
 
 3 Thus would my risinij soul ; 
 Tts heav'nly Parent sing; 
 An to its orreat Ori^jinal, 
 The humble tribute brinff. 
 
 3 Serene I laid me down 
 Beneath his ffuardian care : 
 
 I slept, and I awoke and found. 
 My kind Preserver near ! 
 
 4 My life I would anew, 
 Devote, O Lord, to thee ; 
 
 And in thy service I would spend 
 A long eternity. 
 
 Pettrshurgh.'] HYMN 197. L. M. (Page 437.) 
 
 1 MY God, how endless is thy love ! 
 Thy gifts are every evening new ; 
 And morning mercies from ab;>ve, 
 Gently descend like early Agw. 
 
 "2 Thou spread'st tlie curtains of the night, 
 Great Guardian of rny sleeping hours ; 
 Thy sov'reign word restores the light ; 
 And quickens all my drowsy powers. 
 
 ^ I yield myself to thy command; 
 
 To thee devote my nights and days; 
 Perpetual blessings from thy hand, 
 Bemaud perpetual songs of prai5e. 
 
 H 
 
176 FAMILY WORSHIP. 
 
 Florida.] HYMN 198. C. M. (Page 438.) 
 
 1 AWAKE, my soul, to meet the day ; 
 
 Unfold thy drowsy eyes, 
 And hurst the ponderous chain that loads 
 Thine active faculties. 
 
 Ili God's guardian shield was round me spread, 
 In my defenceless sleep : 
 Let him have all my waking hours 
 Who doth my slumbers keep. 
 
 2 Pardon, O God, my former sloth, 
 
 ind arm my soul with grace; 
 As rising now, I seal my vows 
 To prosecute thy ways. 
 
 4 Bright Sun of Righteousness, arise ; 
 Thy radient beams display, 
 And guide my dark bewildefd soul, 
 To everlasting day. 
 
 A disham.] HYMN 199. L. M. (Page 440.) 
 
 1 THUS far the Lord hath led me on. 
 
 Thus far his pow'r prolonjrs my days, 
 And ev'ry evening 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, 
 
 And gives me strength for days to come. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep, 
 
 Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
 
FOR THE SABBATH. 177 
 
 While well-appointed angels keep, 
 
 Their watchful stations round my bed. 
 
 4 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. 
 
 FOR THE SABBATH. 
 
 I^etersburgL] HYMN 200. L. M. (Page 458.) 
 
 I RETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
 Improve the day thy God has blest, 
 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Sab-ath is begun. 
 
 3 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns, 
 So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; 
 Provides a blest t'oretaste of heav'n, 
 
 On this day more than all the sev'n. 
 
 S O that our thoughts and thanks may rise. 
 As grateful incense to the skies ; 
 And draw from Chiist that sweet repose, 
 AVhich none but h^ that feels it knows. 
 
 4 This heavenly calm within the breast, 
 Is the blest pledge of glorious rest, 
 Which for the Cliurch of God remains^ 
 The end of cares, the end uf pains. 
 
 B, With joy, great God, thy works we scan, 
 Creation's seeae, redemption's plan, 
 
178 FOR THE SABBATH. 
 
 With praise we think on mercies past, 
 With hope we future pleasures taste. 
 
 6 In holy deities let the day, 
 In holy comforts f?ass away ; 
 H<jw sweet ! a Sabbath thus to spend, 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 
 
 Bcrstead.] HYMN 201. P. M. (Page 459. 
 
 1 THE Saviour meets ius flock ta-tiay, 
 
 Shall I in sloth abide at home ? 
 Shall 1 behind th« pe-ople stay ? 
 
 When Jesus kindly bids me come, 
 I'll go; it is a place of prayer, 
 In hope that God may meet lae there. 
 
 2 How long did faithful Hannah wait, 
 
 And serv'd the Lord for many years, 
 Attendintf at the temple gate, 
 
 With fasting, and with many tears 1 
 She seldom left the house of pray V. 
 Till God was pjeas'd to meet her there. 
 
 3 Then oh! ray Lord, give me the powV ; 
 
 And like the saints I'll watch for thee 
 In earnest wait the joyful hour, 
 
 When thou ^halt be reveal'd in me : 
 Now give the justifying grace^ 
 And sav'd from sin, show me thy face. 
 
 4 Heraorei temptation. O my Lord ; 
 ''nd let mine enemies be slain, 
 
 W'hich would withdraw me from thy word 
 
 And plunge me in the world again : 
 And always r^^ady may I stand, 
 To take my seat at thy right-band. 
 
 :■>' 
 
BEADING THE SCRIPTURES. 17& 
 
 READING THE SCH2:P a UR^S. 
 
 Clifton.] HYMN 202. C. M. (P vGe 460.) 
 
 1 COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, 
 
 Let us thine i fluence jDrove ; 
 Source of the oh! prophetic fire. 
 Fountain of life and love. 
 
 2 Come, H \y Chost, for movM by thee, 
 
 The prophets wrote and spoke ; 
 Unlock the truth, thyself the key, 
 Unseal the sacred book. 
 
 3 Expand thy wings, Cel stial Dove, 
 
 Br' (jd o'er our nature's night; 
 On our iisorder'd spirits move. 
 And let there now be light. 
 
 4 God, throuifh himself, we then shall know, 
 
 If thou within us shine; 
 And sound, with all thy saints below, 
 The depths of love divine. 
 
 Florida.-] HYMN 203. C. M. (Page 462.) 
 
 1 THE counsels of redeeming grace 
 
 The sacred leaves unfold : 
 And here the Saviour's lovely face. 
 Our raptur'd eyes behold. 
 
 2 Here light descending from above, 
 
 Directs our doubtful feet ; 
 Here promises of heav'nly love, 
 ©ur ardent wishes meet. 
 h2 
 
• ^ 
 
 180 READING THE SCRIPTURES. 
 
 3 Our num'rous griefs are here redrest, 
 
 And all our wants supply'd : 
 Nought we can ask to make us blest, 
 Is in this book deny'd. 
 
 4 For these inestimable gains, 
 
 That to enrich the mind, 
 O may we search with eager pains, 
 Assur'd that we shall find. 
 
 Colford.] HYMN 204. C. M. (Page 462.) 
 
 1 FATHER of mercies, in thy word,^ 
 
 What endless glory shines ! 
 For ever be thy nnme ador'd 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 2 Here may the wretched sons of want, 
 Exhaustless riches find, 
 
 Riches above what earth can grant. 
 And lasting as the mind. 
 
 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grow?. 
 And yields a free repast, 
 
 Sublimer sweets than nature knows, 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice 
 Spreads heav'nly peace around ; 
 
 And life and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 5 O may these heav'nly pages be 
 My ever dear delight ; 
 
 And still new beauties may I see. 
 And still increasing light ! 
 
l»ROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 181 
 
 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
 Be thou forever near ; 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 PROSPSCT OF HEAVEN. 
 
 Sion.] HYMN 205. P.M. (Page 465.) 
 
 1 I LONG to behold Him array'd 
 
 With glory and light from above ; 
 The King in his beauty display'd, 
 
 His beauty of holiest love : 
 I languish and si^h to be there, 
 
 Where Jesus hath lix'd his abode ; 
 O when shall we meet in the air, 
 
 And tly to the mountain of God ! 
 
 2 With Him I on Sion shall stand, 
 
 For Jesus hath spoken the word, 
 The breadth of Immanuel's land 
 
 Survey by the light of my Lord : 
 But when on thy bosom reclin'd, 
 
 Thy face I am strengthenM to see, 
 My fulness of rapture I find. 
 
 My heaven of heavens in thee. 
 
 3 How happy the people that dwell 
 
 Secure in the city above ! 
 ]No pain the inhabitants t'eel^ 
 
 No sickness or sorrow shall prove ; 
 Physician of souls, unto me 
 
 Forgiveness and holiness give ; 
 
182 PROSPECT OF HEAVEN. 
 
 And then from tho body set free, 
 And then to the city receive. 
 
 ArUngton.] HYMN 206. CM. (Page 471.) 
 
 1 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, 
 
 And cast a wisiifuJ eye, 
 To Canaan's fair and happy land, 
 Where my possessicns lie. 
 
 2 O the transporting rapt'rous scene, 
 
 That rises to my sight ! 
 Sweet fields array'd in living green, 
 And rivers of delight ! 
 
 3 There gen'rous fruits that never fail, 
 
 On trees immortal grow : 
 There rocks- and hilis and brooks, and vale. 
 With milk and honey flow. 
 
 4 All o'er those wide extended plains, 
 
 Shines one eternal day ; 
 There God the Son forever reigns, 
 And scatters night away. 
 
 5 No chilling winds nor pois'nous breath. 
 
 Can reach that heakhful shore ; 
 Sickness and sorrow, pain and death. 
 Are felt and fear'd no more. 
 
 (» When shall I reach t' at happy place, 
 And be forever blest ? 
 When shall I see my Father's face, 
 And in his bosom rest 1 
 
 7 FiU'd with delight, my raptur'd sonl- 
 Would here no longer stay .' 
 
PROSPECT OF HEAVE.V. 18t) 
 
 Though Jordon's waves around mc roll, 
 Fearless I'd launch away. 
 
 8 There on those high and flow'ry plains, 
 Our spirits ne'er shall tire ; 
 But in perpetual, joyful strains, 
 Redeeming love admire. 
 
 Devotion,] HYMN 207. C. M. (Page 472.) 
 
 1 My span of life will soon be done, 
 
 The passing moments say ; 
 As len;ath'ning 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 ev'ry trial here, 
 Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, 
 
 But shall not enter there. 
 The sighing ones that humbly seek 
 
 In sorrowing paths below, 
 Shall in eternity rejoice. 
 
 Where endless comforts flow. 
 
 3 Soon will the toilsome strife be o'er, 
 
 Of sublunary care. 
 And life's dull vanities no more, 
 
 This anxious breast ensnare. 
 Courage, my soul, on God rely, 
 
 Deliv'rance soon will come, 
 A thousand ways has Providence, 
 
 To bring believers home. 
 
184 PROSPECT OF HEAVEIf. 
 
 4 E'er first I drew tliis vital breath, 
 
 From nature's pison tree- 
 Crosses in number, measure, weig^ht, 
 
 Were written, Lord, tor me : 
 But thou, my shej.herd, friend, and guide, 
 
 Hast led me kindly on. 
 Taught me to rest my ainting head 
 
 On Christ, the corner-stone 
 
 5 So comforted, and so sustain'd, 
 
 With dar^ events I strove, 
 And f» und when rightly understood, 
 
 All messengers ol love ; 
 With silence anu submissive awe, 
 
 Ador'd a chast'niug God. 
 Rever'd the terrors of his law, 
 
 And humbly kissM the rod. 
 
 Alderton.] HYMN 208 P. M. (Page 474.) 
 
 I H >W happy is the pilgrim's lot ; 
 How free from ev'ry i>nxiou."^ thought, 
 
 From worldly hoj)e and fear ! 
 Confin'd to neither court nor cell, 
 His soul disdains on earth to dwell, 
 
 He only sojourns here. 
 
 !i This happiness in part is mine, 
 Already sav'd from low design, 
 
 From every creature-love ! 
 Blest with the scorn of finite good, 
 My soul is ligliten'd of its load. 
 
 And seeks the things above. 
 
 8 The things eternal I r»ursne ; j 
 
 A happiness beyond the view 
 
PEOSPECT OF HEAVEN. lS5 
 
 Of those that hasely pant 
 For things by nature felt and seen ; 
 Their honors, wealth, and pleasures mean, 
 
 I neither have nor want. 
 
 4 I have no babes to hold me here ; 
 But children more securely dear 
 
 For mine T humbly claim : 
 Better than daughters or than sonjs, 
 Temples divine, of living stones, 
 
 Inscribed with Jesu's name. 
 
 5 No foot of land do I possess ; 
 No cottage in this wilderness : 
 
 A poor way faring^ man, 
 I lodjjje awhile in tents below ; 
 Or gladly wander to and fro, 
 
 Till I my Canaan gain. 
 
 G Nothing on earth I call my own ; 
 A stransrer to the world, unknown, 
 
 I all their goods despise ; 
 I trample on their whole delight, 
 And seek a city out of sight, 
 
 A city in the skies. 
 
 7 There is my house and portion fair ; 
 My treasure and my heart are there, 
 
 And my abiding home; 
 For me my elder brethren stay, 
 And angels beckon me away, 
 
 And Jesus bids me come ! 
 
 S I come, thy servant, Lord, replies : 
 T rom« to meet thee in the skies, 
 
18G FUNERAL UYMN3. 
 
 And claim my heavenly rest ! 
 Now let the pilgrim's journey end; 
 Now, O my Saviour, Brother. Friend, 
 
 Receive me to thy breast ! 
 
 FUKERAIi HYSniHS. 
 
 Egifpt.] HYMN 209. S. M (Page 477.) 
 
 1 AND am I born to die ? 
 To lay this body down ? 
 
 And must my trembling spirit f!y 
 
 Into a world unknown ? 
 
 A land of deepest shade 
 
 Unpierc'd by human thought ; 
 The dreary regions of the dead, 
 
 Where all things are forgot ! 
 
 2 Soon as from earth I go 
 What will become of me ? 
 
 Eternal happiness or wo 
 
 Must then my portion be ! 
 
 Wak'd by the trumpet's sound, 
 
 I from my gra\e shall rise, 
 And see the .Tudge with glory crown'^ 
 
 And see the flaming skies ! 
 
 3 How shall I leave my tomb ? 
 With triumph or regret ? 
 
 A fearful or a joyful doom, 
 A curse or blessing meet 1 
 Will ang< I bands convey 
 Their brother to the bar? 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 187 
 
 Or devils drag my soul away 
 To meet its sentence there ? 
 
 4 Who can resolve the doubt 
 
 That tears rny anxious breast 1 
 Shall I be with the damn'd cast out, 
 
 Or number'd with the blest ? 
 
 I must from God be driven, 
 
 Or with my Saviour dwell; 
 Must come at his command to heaven, 
 
 Or else depart to hell. 
 
 KennebecL] HYMN 210. P. M. (Page 478.) 
 
 1 AND am I only horn to die ? 
 And must I suddenly comply 
 
 With nature's stern decree ? 
 What after death for me remains ? 
 Celestial joys, or hellish pains, 
 
 To all eternity ? 
 
 2 How then ou^rht I on earth to live, 
 While God prolong:s the kind reprieve. 
 
 And props the house of clay: 
 My sole concern, my single care, 
 To watch, and tremble, and prepare 
 
 Against that fatal day ! 
 
 3 No room for mirth or triflin/r here, 
 For worldly hope, or worldly fear. 
 
 If life so soon is gone ; 
 If nr»w the Judge is at thy door, 
 And all mankind must stand before 
 
 Th' inexorable throne ! 
 
 4 No matter which my thoughts employ ; 
 A moment's misery or joy ; 
 
188 FUNERAL HYMNS* 
 
 But oh ! when both shall end, 
 Where shall I find my destin'd place t 
 Shall I my everlastinj^j days 
 
 With fiends or an§^els spend 1 
 
 5 Nothinff is worth a thoujrht beneath, 
 But how I may escape the death 
 
 That never, never dies ! 
 How make mine own election sure ; 
 And when I fail on earth, secure 
 
 A mansion in the skies. 
 
 6 Jesus, vouchsaPe a pityins^ ray, 
 
 Be thou mv ^uide, be thou ray way 
 
 To g^lorious haJDoiness ! 
 Ah ! write the pardon on my heart! 
 And whensoe'er I hence depart, 
 
 Let me depart in peace ! 
 
 SJneM^^.^ HYMN 211 CM. (Page 481.) 
 
 1 AND let this feeble body fail, 
 
 And let it fint or die; 
 • Mv soul shall quit the mournful vale, 
 And soar to worlds on hisrh : 
 Shall join the disembodied saints, 
 
 '^nd find its lonff-soujrht rest: 
 That onlv bliss for which it pants 
 In the Redeemer's breast. 
 
 2 In hope of that immortal crown 
 
 I now the cross sustain ; 
 And gladly wander up and dowtt. 
 
 And smile at toil and pain : 
 I suffer on my threescore years 
 
 Till my Deliv'rer come ; 
 
FiJNERAL HYMNSr. 159 
 
 A.nd wipe away his servant's tears, 
 And take his exiJe home. 
 
 3 O what hath Jesus bought for me I 
 
 Before my ravish'd eyes, 
 Kivers ot iue divme 1 see, 
 
 And trees of Paradise ! 
 I see a world ol spirits bright, 
 
 NVho taste the pleasures there ! 
 They aJl are rob'd m spotless white. 
 
 And conqu'ring palms they bear. 
 
 4 O what are all my suff'nngs here, 
 11, i^ord. thou count me meet, 
 'Wail that enraptur'd host appear. 
 
 And worship at thy feet ! 
 Give joy or gnet, give ease or pain, 
 
 'lake lite or triends away : 
 BuMet me lind them all again 
 In that eternal uay. 
 
 hight-Street.] HYMN 21^^. P. M (Page 484.) 
 I REJO CE for a brother dec. as'd. 
 Our loss is his inhmte gain ; 
 A soul out of prison released, 
 
 And treed from its bodily chain; 
 With scmgs let us tolh.w his tiight, 
 And mount with his spirit above ; 
 Escap'd to the mansions of light, 
 And lodg'd in the Eden ot love. 
 
 2 Our brother the haven hath gain'd, 
 Outflying ihe tempest and wu.d, 
 His rest he hath sooner obtain d. 
 And lelt kis compauions behind ; 
 
190 FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 Still toss'd on a sea of distress ; 
 
 Hard toiling to make the blest shore, 
 Where all is assurance and peace, 
 
 And sorrow and sin are no more. 
 
 3 There all the ship's company meet, 
 
 Who sail'd with the Saviour beneath ; 
 With shouting each other tliey greet, 
 
 And triumph o'er sorrow and death: 
 The voyage of hfe's at an end, 
 
 The mortal affliction is past : 
 The age that in heaven they spend, 
 
 For ever and ever shall last. 
 
 Canada.] HYMN 213. L. M. (Page 490.) 
 
 1 SHRINKING from the Cold hand of death, 
 
 I soon shall gather up my feet ; 
 Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, 
 And die,— my father's God to meet. 
 
 2 Number'd among thy people, I 
 
 Expect with joy thy face to see : 
 Because thou didst for sinners die, 
 Jesus, in death remember me ! 
 
 3 O that without a ling'ring groan, 
 
 I may the welcome word receive ! 
 My body with my charge lay down. 
 And cease at once to work and live ! 
 
 4 Walk with me through the dreadful shade, 
 
 And certify M that thou art mine. 
 My spirit calm, and undismay'd, 
 I shall into thy hands resign. 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 191 
 
 No anxious doubt: no guilty gloom, 
 
 toliali damp wlioiii Jesus presence clieers; 
 My iiglit, my iite, rn} God is come, 
 x\nd gior) in ijis lace appears! 
 
 Nazareth.] HYMN 214. L. M. (Page 491.) 
 
 1 THE morning fiu\\ers display liieir sweets. 
 
 And gay tlien sillieij le.<ves unioid, 
 As careless ol die noontide heats, 
 As tearless of the evening cold. 
 
 2 Nipt by the wind's untimely blast, 
 
 Farch'd b^ the sun s tiirecter ray, 
 Tlie momentary glories waste, 
 
 The short-liv'd beauties die away. 
 
 3 So blooms the human face divine. 
 
 When youth its pride of beauty shows: 
 Fairer than spring the colours shine, 
 And sweeter than the virgin-rose. 
 
 4 Or worn by slowly rolling years, 
 
 Or broke by sickness in a day. 
 The lading glory uisappears, 
 
 The shorl-liv'd beauties die away. 
 
 5 Yet those, new-rising from the tomb, 
 
 With lustre brighter far shall shine^ 
 Revive with cver-during bloom. 
 Safe from diseases and decline. 
 
 6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, 
 
 It heaven must recompense our pains : 
 Perish the grass, and fade the flower. 
 If firm the word of God remains. 
 
W'ri- FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 Paradise.] HYMN 215. C. M. (Page 493.) 
 
 1 THY life I read, my gracious Lord, 
 
 With transport all divine; 
 Thine image trace in every word, 
 Thy love in every line. 
 
 2 Methinks I see a thousand charms 
 
 Spread o'er thy lovely face, 
 While infants in thy tender arms 
 Receive the smiling grace. 
 
 3 " I take these little Iambs," said he, 
 
 " And lay them in my breast ; 
 Protection they shall find in me, 
 In me be ever blest. 
 
 4 " Death may the bands of life unloose, 
 
 But can't dissolt^e my love : 
 Millions of infant souls compose 
 The family above. 
 
 5 " Their feeble frames my pow'r shall raise, 
 
 And mould with heavenly skill ; 
 I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 
 And hands to do my will.'* 
 
 C His words the happy parents hear, 
 And shout with joys divine ; 
 O Saviour, all we have and are 
 Shall be forever thine. 
 
ON THE JUDGMENT. 1Q3 
 
 ON THS JUOai^HST. 
 
 Ai/Iesburi/.] HYMN 216. S. M. (Page 494.) 
 
 1 THOU Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 Before whose bar severe, 
 With holy joy or guilty dread 
 
 We all shall soon appear; 
 
 Our caution'd souls prepare 
 
 For that tremendous day, 
 And fill us now with watchful care, 
 
 And stir us up to pray : 
 
 h 3 To pray and wait the hour, 
 
 That awful hour unknown, 
 When rob'd in majesty and power, 
 
 Thou shalt from heaven come down, 
 
 Th' immortal Son of man. 
 
 To judge the human race, 
 With all thy Father's dazzling train, 
 
 With all thy glorious grace. 
 
 3 To damp our earthly joys, 
 
 T' increase our gracious fears. 
 For ever let th' archangel's voice 
 
 Be sounding in our ears ; 
 
 The solemn midnight cry, 
 
 '^ Ye dead, the Judge is come ; 
 Arise, and meet him in the sky. 
 
 And meet your instant doom !*' 
 
 4 O may we thus be found 
 Obedient to thy word, 
 
194 ON THE JUDGMENT. 
 
 Attentive to the trumpet's sound, 
 
 And lo()kin«>: for our Lord ! 
 
 O may we all ensure 
 
 A lot among the blest : 
 And watch a moment to secure 
 
 An everlasting rest. 
 
 Judgment.] HYMN 217. L. M. (Page 496.) 
 
 1 He comes ! He comes ! the Judge severe ; 
 The seventh trum^tet speaks him near ; 
 His lightnings flash, his thunders roll ; 
 How welcojiie to the faithful soul ! 
 
 2 From heaven angelic voices sound. 
 See the Almighty Jesus crown'd ! 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 And glory decks the Saviour's face. 
 
 3 Descending on his azure throne, 
 
 He claims the kingdoms for his own; 
 The kingdoms all obey his word, 
 And hail him their triumphant Lord ! 
 
 4 Shout all the people of the sky. 
 And all the saints of the Most High ; 
 Our Lord, who now his right obtains, 
 For ever and for ever reiffns. 
 
 Old Windsor.] HYMN 218. C. M. (Page 498.) 
 
 1 AND must I be to judgment brought, 
 And answer in that day. 
 For ev ry vain and idle thought. 
 And every word I say 1 
 
ON THE JUDGMENT. 195 
 
 2 Yes, every secret ot my heart 
 
 Shall shortly be made kiiosvn, 
 And I receive my just desert, 
 For all that I have done. 
 
 3 How careful then ought I to live ! 
 
 With what religious fear, 
 Who such a strict account must give 
 For ray behaviour here ! 
 
 4 Thou awful Judge of quick and dead, 
 
 The watchful power bestow ; 
 So shall I to my ways take heed, 
 To all I speak or do. 
 
 5 If now thou standest at the door, 
 
 let me feel thee near ! 
 
 And make my peace with God before 
 
 1 at thy bar appear. 
 
 Old Hundred.] HYMN 219. L. M. (Page 499.) 
 
 1 THE great archangel's trump shall sound, 
 
 (While twice ten thousand thundei s roar,) 
 Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground, 
 And make the greedy sea restore. 
 
 2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead, 
 
 The earth no more her slain conceal; 
 Sinners shall lift their guilty head^ 
 And shriek to see a yawning hell. 
 
 3 But we, who now our Lord confess. 
 
 And faithful to the end endure, 
 Shall stand in Jesu's righteousness : 
 Stand, as the Rock of Ages, sure. 
 
196 ON THE JUDGMENT. 
 
 4 We, while the stars from heaven shall falj, 
 
 And mountain- are on mountains hurl'd, 
 Shall stand unmov'd amidst them all, 
 And smile to see a burning world. 
 
 5 The earth and all the works therein 
 
 Dissolve, by riis:ii)^ flames destroy'd ; 
 While we survey the awful scene, 
 And mount above the fiery void. 
 
 G By faith we now transcend the skies, 
 And on that ruin'd world look down : 
 By love above all heiijht we rise, 
 And share the everlasting throne. 
 
 9ld Windsor.] HYMN 220. C. M. (Page 502,) 
 
 1 WO to the men on earth who dwell, 
 
 Nor dread th' Almighty's frown ; 
 
 When God doth all his wrath reveal, 
 
 And shower his judgement down. 
 
 2 Sinners, expect those heaviest showers: 
 
 To n)eetyour God prepare! 
 For, lo ! the seventh angel pours 
 His phial on the air. 
 
 3 Lo ! from their seats the mountains leap : 
 
 The mountains are not found; 
 Transported far into the deep. 
 And in the ocean drown'd. 
 
 4 Who then shall live, and face the throne, 
 
 And face the Judge severe ? 
 When heaven and earth are fled and g0T3G, 
 © where shall I appear ? 
 
ON THE JUDGMENT. 197 
 
 ^ Now, only now, against that hour, 
 We may a place provide ; 
 Beyond the grave, beyond the power 
 Of hell, our spirits hide. 
 
 6 Firm in the all-destroying shock, 
 May view the final scene ; 
 For, lo ! the everlasting Rock 
 Is cleft to take us in ! 
 
 ■<^gt/pt] HYMN 221. S. M. (Page 505.) 
 
 1 BEHOLD ! with awful pomp, 
 
 ^ The Judge prepares to come, 
 Th' archangel sounds the dreadful trump ; 
 And wakes the gen'ral doom. 
 
 2 Nature, in wild amaze. 
 
 Her dissolution mourns. 
 Blushes of blood the moon (Jeface ; 
 The sun to darkness turns. 
 
 3 The living look with dread; 
 
 ''he flighted dead arise : 
 Start from the monumental bed, 
 And lift their ghastly eyes, 
 
 i Horrors all hearts appal, 
 
 'I hey quake ; they shriek , they cry : 
 Bid rocks and mountains on them fall, 
 But rocks and mountains fly. 
 
 ■5 Ye wilful, wanton fools, 
 
 Let dangers make you wise: 
 
 Carnal professors, careless souls, 
 
 Wnclose your sleeping eyes. 
 
198 ON THE JUDGMENT. 
 
 6 *Tis time we all awake ; 
 
 The dreaJful day draws near : 
 Sinners, your proud presumption check, 
 And stop your wild career. 
 
 7 Now is th' accepted time, 
 
 To Christ for mercy fly ; 
 O turn, repent, and trust in him ; 
 And you shall never die. 
 
 8 Great God in whom we live, 
 
 Prepare us for that day, 
 Help us m esns to believe, 
 To watch, and wait, and pray 
 
BOOK rr. 
 
 ScUctedfromDr. WaWs Psalms and Hymn. ; and num. 
 bered as they are in his Book. 
 
 HYMNl. L.M. (Psalm 19.) 
 The books of nature and of scripture compared 
 or, the glory and success of tlic guspeL 
 
 1 THE heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord - 
 In ^y^i-y star thy wis orn shines : ' 
 i3ut when our eyes behold thy word, 
 We read thy name in fairer iiues. 
 
 2 The rolling sun, the changing lipht, 
 
 Butthe"bf ': "".^ ^'^!' '^'^ pow^r confess; 
 liut the blest volume thou hast writ 
 
 Keveals thy justice and thy grace. 
 
 3 Sun. moon, and stars, convey thy praise 
 
 Kound the whole earth, and never stand: 
 feo, when thy truth began its race. 
 It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 
 
 ^ ^""l^^^}^^^^ spreading gospel rest 
 
 TtiT rV L7h^^ 'm' T'^^ '^^ ^^"^^^ ^^« run; 
 lill Christ has all the nations blest 
 
 That see the light or feel the sun. 
 •^ Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ' 
 
 Bless the dark world with heay'nly light ; 
 
2100 HYMN 2. 
 
 Tbv ffospel makes the simple wise ; 
 
 Thy laws are pure, thy judffments right; 
 
 6 Tbv noblest wonders here we view. 
 In souls renew'd and sins forffiv'n : 
 Lord cleanse my sins, mv soul renew. 
 And make thy word my guide to heaven. 
 
 HYMN 2. C. M. (Psalm 24.) 
 
 ' Dwelling with God, 
 
 1 THE earth for ever is the Lord's, 
 
 With Adam's num'roug race ; 
 He rais'd its arches o'er the floods, 
 And built it on the seas. 
 
 2 But who amonsr the sons of men 
 
 May visit thine abode 1 
 He that has hands from mischief cleaP) 
 Whose heart is right with God. 
 
 3 This man may rise, and freely take 
 
 The blessinsrs. of his grace ; 
 This IS the lot of those that seek 
 The God of Jacob's face. 
 
 4 Now let our souls' immortal powers 
 
 To meet the T.ord prepare ! 
 
 Lift up their everlasting doors, 
 
 The Kinff of Glory's near. 
 
 5 The Kinjsr of Glory ! who can tell 
 
 The wonders of his miffht ? 
 He rules the nations : but to dwell 
 With saints is his delight. 
 
HYMN 3, 4. 201 
 
 HYMN 3. S. M (Psalm 25. 2d Part) 
 Ver. 12, 14, 10, 13. 
 
 Ditnne instruction, 
 
 1 WHEKE shall the man be found, 
 Thatfears t' offend his God ; 
 
 That loves the gospel's joyful sounds 
 And trembles at the rod ? 
 
 2 The Lord shall make him know 
 The secrets of his heart, 
 
 The wonders of his covenant show, 
 And all his love impart. 
 
 3 The dealings of his hand 
 Are t>uth and mercy still, 
 
 W ilh such as to his cov'nant stand, 
 And love to do his will. 
 
 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease 
 Before their maker's face : 
 
 Their seed shall taste the promises 
 Jn their extensive grace. 
 
 HYMN 4. C. M. (Psalm 27. 2d Fart.) 
 Ver 8, 9, 13, 14. 
 
 Prayer and hope. 
 
 1 SOON as I heard ray Father say, 
 "Ye children, seek my grace," 
 My heart repli'd without delay, 
 " I'll seek my father's face." 
 
 3 Let not thy face be hid from me, 
 Nor frown my soul away ; 
 
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 God of my life, I fly to thee 
 In a distressing day. 
 
 3 Should friends and kindred near and dear 
 
 Leave me to want or die. 
 My ^od would make my life his care, 
 And all my need supply. 
 
 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, 
 
 Had not my soul believ'd, 
 To see thy grace provide relief; 
 Nor was my hope deceiv'd. 
 
 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints. 
 
 ^nd keep your courage up ; 
 He'll raise yoar spirit when it faints^ 
 And far exceed your hope. 
 
 HYMN 5. S. M. (Psalm 32.) 
 
 Forgiveness of sins upon confession. 
 
 1 O BLESSED souls are they, 
 Whose sins are cover'd o'er \ 
 
 Divinely blest, to whom the Lord 
 Imputes their guilt no more. 
 
 2 They mourn their follies past, 
 And keep their hearts with care ; 
 
 Their lips and lives, without deceit^ 
 Shall prove their faith sincere. 
 
 3 While Iconceal'd my guilt, 
 I felt the fest'ring wound ; 
 
 Till I confess'd my sins to thee. 
 And ready pardon found. 
 
HYMN 6. 203 
 
 4 Let sinners learn to pray, 
 
 Let saints keep near the throne ; 
 Our help in times of deep distress 
 Is found m God alone. 
 
 HYMN 6. L M. (Psalm 34. 1st Part, 
 
 God^s care of the saints; or^ deliverance hy 
 prayer. * 
 
 1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days, 
 Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue ; 
 My s'lul shall glory in thy grace. 
 Whde saints rejoice to hear she song. 
 
 2- Come magnify the Lord with me ; 
 Come, let us ail exalt his name ; 
 I sought the eternal God, and he 
 Has not expos'd my hope to shame. v 
 
 15 I told him all my secret grief, 
 
 My secret groaning reach'd his ears ; 
 He gave my inward pains relief, 
 And calm'd the tumult of my feara. 
 
 4 To him the poor lift up their eyes, 
 Their faces feel the heav'nly shine : 
 A beam of mercy from the skies 
 Fills them with light and joy divine. 
 
 5 His holy angels pitch their tents 
 Around the men that serve the Lord ; 
 O fear and love him, all ye saints. 
 Taste of his grace, and trust his word! 
 
 6 The wild young lions, pmch'd with paiu 
 And hunger, roar turougU ail the wood ; 
 
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204 HYMN 7. 
 
 But none shall seek the Lord in vain, 
 Nor want supplies of real good. 
 
 HYMN 7. C. M. (Psalm 36.) 
 Ver. 1. 2, 5, 6, 7, 9- 
 Practical atheism exposed : or^ the being and at- 
 tributes of God asserted. 
 
 1 WHILE men grow bold in wicked ways, 
 
 And yet a God they own, 
 My heart within me often says, 
 
 *'Th' ir thoughts believe there's none." 
 
 2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare, 
 
 (Whate'er their lips profess) 
 " God hath no wrath for them to fear 
 Nor will they seek his grace." 
 
 3 "What strange self-flatt'ry blinds their eyes I 
 
 But there's a hast'ning hour. 
 When they shall see, with sore surprise, 
 The terrors of thy pow'r. 
 
 4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, 
 
 Though mountains melt away ; 
 Thy judgments are a world unknown, 
 A deep unfathom'd sea. 
 
 5 Above these heav'n'a created roundsj 
 
 Thy mercies, Lord, extend ; 
 Thy truth outlives the^ narrow bounds, 
 Where time and nature end. 
 
 6 Safety to man thy goodness brings, 
 
 Nor overlooks the beast : 
 
HYMN 8. OQ.- 
 
 Beneath tlie shadow of thy wings 
 Thy children choose to rest. 
 
 7 fFrom thee,when creature-streams run low, 
 
 And mortal comforts die, 
 Perpetual springs of life shall flow. 
 And raise our pleasures high. 
 
 8 Though all created light decay, 
 
 And death close up our eyes, 
 
 Thy presence rnake^ eternal day, 
 
 Where clouds can never rise.] 
 
 HYMN 8. C. M. (Psalm 39. 2d Par L) 
 
 Ver. 4—7. 
 
 The vanity of man is mortal. 
 
 1 TEACH me the measure of my days 
 
 Thou Maker of my frame, * 
 
 1 would survey hfe's narrow space, 
 And learn how frail I am. 
 
 2 A span is all that we can boast, 
 
 An inch or two of time ; 
 Man is but vanity and dust, 
 In all his flower and prime. 
 
 3 See the vain race of mortals move 
 
 Like shadows o'er the plain ; 
 They rage and strive, desire and Jove, 
 But all their noise is vain. 
 
 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show. 
 
 Some dig for golden ore ; 
 They toil for heirs, they know not who. 
 And straight are seen no more. 
 
'i06 HYMN 9. 
 
 2 What should T wish or wait for then, 
 From creatures, earth and dust 1 
 Thev make our expectations vain, 
 And disappoint our trust. 
 
 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, 
 My fond desires recall ; 
 I give ray mortal int'rest up, 
 And make my God my all. 
 
 HYMN 9. CM. (Psalm 39. 3d Part.) 
 
 Ver. 9—13. 
 
 Sick bed devotion ; or, pleading without repining 
 
 1 GOD of my life, look gently down, 
 
 Fiehold the pains 1 feel ; 
 But I am dumb before thy throne, 
 Nor dare dispute thy will. 
 
 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord ; 
 
 They come at thy command : 
 
 I'll not attempt a murm'ring word, 
 
 Against thy chast'ning hand. 
 
 3 Yet may I plead with humble cries, 
 
 '- Remove thy sharp rebukes ;" 
 My strength consumes, my spirit dies,. 
 Through thy repeated strokes. 
 
 4 Cruslj'd as a moth beneath thy hand, 
 
 We moulder to the dust ; 
 Our feeble pow'rs can ne^er withstan(3. 
 And all our beauty's lost. 
 
HYMN 10. 207 
 
 5 [This mortal life decays apace, 
 
 How soon the bubble's broke ! 
 Adam, and all his num'rous race, 
 Are vanity and smoke.] 
 
 6 I'm but a sojourner below, 
 
 As all my fathers were ; 
 May I be well prepar'd to ^o, 
 When I the summons hear. 
 
 7 But if my hfe be spar'd awhile, 
 
 Before my last remove, 
 Thy praise shall be my bus'ness still. 
 And I'll declare thy love.] 
 
 HYMN 10. L. M. (Psalm 40.) 
 
 Ver. 5 — 10. Christ our sacrifice. 
 
 \ THE wonders, Lord, thy love has wroufifht. 
 Exceed our praise, surmount our thought; 
 Should I attempt the long detail. 
 My speech would faint my numbers fail. 
 
 3 No blood of beasts on altars spilt. 
 
 Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt ; 
 But thou hast set before our eyes 
 An all-sufficient sacrifice. 
 
 3 Lo ! thine eternal Son appears ! 
 To th\ designs he bows his ears ; 
 Assumes a body well j)repar'd, 
 And well performs a work so hard. 
 
 4 " Behold, I come," (the Saviour cries., 
 With love and duty in his eyes) 
 
208 HYMN 11. 
 
 " I come to bear the heavy load 
 Of sins, and do thy will, my God. 
 
 5 *' 'Tis written in thy great decree, 
 'Tis in thy book foretold of me, 
 
 I must fulfil the Saviour's part ; 
 And lo ! thy law is in my heart. 
 
 6 " I'll magnify thy holy law, 
 And rebels to obedience draw, 
 When on my cross I'm lifted high, 
 Or to my crown above the sky. 
 
 7 *' The Spirit shall descend, and show 
 What thou hast done, and what I do : 
 The wand'ring world shall learn thy grace, 
 Thy wisdom, and thy righteousness," 
 
 HYMN 11. CM. (Psalm 50. Is^Par^) 
 
 The last judgement ; or, the saints rewarded. 
 
 1 THE Lord, the juds^e, before his throne 
 
 Bids the whole earth draw nigh ; 
 The nations near the rising sun, 
 And near the western sky. 
 
 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, 
 
 *' Judgement will ne'er begin;" 
 No more abuse his long delay, 
 To impudence and sin. 
 
 3 Thron'd on a cloud, our God shall come, 
 
 Bright flames prepare bis way ; 
 Thunder arr^ larkness. fire and storm, 
 Lead on the dreadful dav. 
 
HYMN 12. 2a9 
 
 4 Heav'n from above his call shall hear, 
 
 Attendinff ansrels come ; 
 And earth and hell shall know and fear 
 His justice and their doom. 
 
 5 '* But gather all my saints," he cries, 
 
 " That made their peace with God 
 By the redeemer's sacrifice, 
 And seal'd it with his blood. 
 
 6 " Their faith and works brought forth to 
 
 light, 
 Shall make the world confess 
 My sentence of reward is right, 
 And heav'n adore my grace." 
 
 HYMN 12 L. M. (Psalm 51 l5^ Part.) 
 A penitent pleading for pardon. 
 
 1 SHEW pity. Lord ; O Lord, forgive; 
 Let a repenting rebel live ; 
 
 Are not thy mercies large and free? 
 May not a sinner trust in thee 1 
 « 
 
 2 My crimes are great, but can't surpass 
 The power and glory of thy grace : 
 Great God thy nature hath no bound, 
 So let thy pard,ning love be found. 
 
 3 O wash my soul from ev'ry sin, 
 
 And make my ofuilty conscience clean; 
 Here on my heart th^ burden lies, 
 And past offences pain mine eyes. 
 
 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, 
 Against thy law, against thy grace ; 
 
•210 HYMN VS. 
 
 Lord, should thy judgement grow severer 
 I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 
 
 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, 
 I must pronounce thee just in death ; 
 And if my soul were sent to hell, 
 
 Thy righteous law approves it well. 
 
 6 Yet save a trembling sinner Lord, 
 
 Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word, 
 Would light on some sweet promise there, 
 Some sure support against despair. 
 
 HYMN 13. L. M. ^Psalm 51. Sd Part.) 
 
 The backslider restored ; or^ repentance and faith 
 in the blood of Christ. 
 
 1 O THOU that hear'st when sinners cry : 
 Though all my crimes before thee lie, 
 Behold them not with angry look, 
 
 But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 
 
 2 Create my nature pure within. 
 And from my soul averse to sin ; 
 Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, 
 Nor hide thy presence from my heart, 
 
 3 I cannot live without thy light, 
 
 Cast out and banish'd from thy sight ; 
 Thine holy joys, my God, restore, 
 And guard me that I fall no more. 
 
 I Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord, 
 His help and comfort still afford : 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne. 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
HYMN 14. 211 
 
 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, 
 Is all the sacrifice I bring ; 
 
 The God of j^race will ne'er despise 
 A broken heart for sacrifice. 
 
 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 
 And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 
 Look down, O Lord, with jDitying eye, 
 And save the soul condemned to die. 
 
 7 Then will I teach the world thy ways; 
 Sinners shall learn thy soy'r^^ign grace ; 
 I'll lead them to my Saviours blood, 
 And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 
 
 S O may thy love inspire my tongue ! 
 Salvation shall be all my song ; 
 And all my pow'rs shall join to bless 
 The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 
 
 HYMN 14. C. M. (Psalm 51. 2d, Part.) 
 
 Ver. 14—17. 
 Repentance and faith in the blood of Christ. 
 
 1 O GOD of mercy, hear my call. 
 
 My load of guilt remove ; 
 Break down this separating wall 
 That bars me from thy love. 
 
 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, 
 
 Then my rejoicing tonffuo 
 Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, 
 And make thy praise my song. 
 
 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, 
 
 For sin could e'er atone : 
 
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21*2 HYMN 15. 
 
 The death of Christ shall still remain 
 Sufficient and alone. 
 
 4 A soul oppressed with sin's desert. 
 My God will ne'er despise : 
 A humble a^roan. a broken heart, 
 Is our best sacrifice. 
 
 HYMN 15. S. M. (Psalm 55.) 
 
 Ver. 15,-17, 19, 22. 
 
 Dangerous prosperity ; or^ daily devotion en- 
 couraged. 
 
 1 LET sinners take their course, 
 
 And choose the road to death ; 
 But in the worship of my God 
 I'll spend my daily breath. 
 
 -2 My thoughts address his throne, 
 
 "When morning brings the light; 
 I seek his blessing ev'ry noon, 
 And pay my vows at night. 
 
 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, 
 O my eternal God ! 
 
 While sinners perish in surprise 
 Beneath thine angry rod. 
 
 4 Because they dwell at ease, 
 And no sad changes feel, 
 
 They neither fear nor trust thy name. 
 Nor learn to do thy will. 
 
 5 But I with all my cares, 
 Will lean upon the Lord v 
 
HYMN 16, IT. 313 
 
 1*11 cast my burden on his arm, 
 And rest upon his word. 
 
 6 His arm shall well sustain 
 
 The children of his love ; 
 The ground, on which their safety stands., 
 No earthly pow'r can move. 
 
 HYMN 16. S. M. (Psalm 61.) 
 Ver. 1—6 
 Safety in God. 
 1 WHEN, overwhelm'd with grief, 
 
 My heart within me dies ; 
 Helpless, and far from all relief, 
 To heaven I lift mine eyes. 
 
 ^ O lead me to the rock 
 
 That's high above my head, 
 And make the covert of thy wings 
 My shelter and my shade. 
 
 3 Within thy presence. Lord, 
 Forever I'll abide ; 
 
 Thou art the tow'r of my defence. 
 The refuge where 1 hide. 
 
 4 Thou givest me the lot 
 
 Of those that fear thy name ; 
 If endless life be their reward, 
 I shall possess the same. 
 
 HYMN 17. C. M. (Psalm 63. \st Part) 
 Ver. I, 2. 3, 4, 5. 
 The morning of a Lord^s-day^t 
 1 EARLY, my God," without delay, 
 I baste to seek thy face : 
 
214 HYMN IS. 
 
 My thirsty spirit faints away, 
 Without thy cheering grace. 
 
 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, 
 Beneath a burning sky. 
 Long for a cooling stream at hand, 
 And they must drink or die. 
 
 8 IVe seen thy glory and thy pow'r 
 Through ail thy temple shine ; 
 My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, 
 That vision so divine ! 
 
 4 Not all the blessings of a feast 
 
 Can please my soul so well, 
 As when thy richer grace I taste, 
 And in thy presence dwell. 
 
 5 Not life itself, with all its joys, 
 
 Can my best passions move. 
 Or raise so high my cheerful voicCj 
 As thy forgiving love. 
 
 6 Thus, till ray last expiring day, 
 
 I'll bless my God and King '^ 
 Thus will I lift my hands to pray, 
 And tune my lips to sing. 
 
 HYMN 18. C. M. (Psalm 65. 3^ Part.) 
 
 The blessings of the spring ; or, God gives rain. 
 A Psalm for the Husbandman. 
 1 GOOD is the Lord, the heavenly King, 
 Who makes the earth his care ; 
 Visits the pasturps ev'ry spring, 
 And bids the grass appear. 
 
HYMN ID. 215 
 
 2 The clouds, like rivers, raisM on high, 
 
 Pour out, at th^ command. 
 Their wat'ry blessinos from the sky, 
 To cheer the thirsty land. 
 
 3 The soften'd ridges of the field 
 
 Permit the corn to spring ; 
 
 The vallies rich provision yield, 
 
 And the poor lab'rers sing. 
 
 4 The little hills, on evVy side, 
 
 Rejoice at falling show'rs ; 
 The meadows, dress'd m all their pride, 
 Perfume the air with flow'rs. 
 
 5 The barren clods, refresh'd with rain, 
 
 Promise a joyful crop ; 
 The parched grounds look green again, 
 And raise the reaper's hope. 
 
 6 The various months thy goodness crowns ; 
 
 How bounte(!Us are thy ways ! 
 The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, 
 And shepherds shout thy praise. 
 
 HYMN 19. C. M. (Psalm 69. Sd Part.) 
 
 QhrisVs obedience and death ; or^ God glorified, 
 and sinners saved. 
 
 1 FATHER ! I sing thy wond'rous grace, 
 I bless my Saviour's name ; 
 He bought salvation for the poor. 
 And bore the sinner's shame. 
 
 ^ His deep distress has rais'd us high ; 
 His duty and his zeal 
 k2 
 
\W HYMN 20. 
 
 FuIfiU'd the law which mortals b^oke^ 
 And finish'd all thy will. 
 
 3 His dying groans, his living songs, 
 
 Shall better please my God, 
 Than harp or trumpet's soiemn sound, 
 Than goats' or bullocks' blood. 
 
 4 This shall his humble foU'wers see, 
 
 And set their hearts at rest ; 
 They by liis death draw near to thee, 
 And live forever blest. 
 
 B Let heav'n and all that dwell on high, 
 To God their voices raise, 
 While lands and seas assist the sky. 
 And join t' advance his praise. 
 
 6 Zion is thine, most holy God ; 
 Thy Son shall bless her gates ; 
 And glory, purchas'd by his blood, 
 For thine own Isr'el waits. 
 
 HYMN 20. CM. (Psalm 71. '2d Pari, J 
 Ver. 15, 14, 16, 23, 22, 24. 
 
 Christ our strength and righteousness. 
 
 1 MY Saviour, my Almighty Friend, 
 
 When I begin thy praise. 
 Where will the growing numbers end, 
 The numbers of thy grace 1 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
 
 Thj goodness I adore ! 
 And since I knew thy graces first, 
 J speak thy glories more. 
 
HYMN 21. 2X7 
 
 o My feet shall travel all the length 
 Of the celestial road, 
 And march with courage in thy strength, 
 To see my Father, God. 
 
 4 When I am fill'd with sore distress 
 
 For some surprising sin, 
 I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, 
 And mention none but thine. 
 
 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell 
 
 The victries of my King ! 
 My soul, redeem'd from sm and hell^ 
 Shall thy salvation sing. 
 
 [My tongue shall all the day proclaim 
 
 My Saviour and my God ; 
 His death has brought my foes to shame 
 And drown'd them in his blood. 
 
 7 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs ; 
 With this delio^htful song^ 
 I'll entertain the darkest hours, 
 Nor think the season long.] 
 
 HYMN 21. CM. (Psalm 73. 2f/P«r/.) 
 
 Ver. -23—28, 
 
 God our portion here and hereafter. 
 
 1 GOD, my supporter and my hope, 
 
 My help forever near. 
 Thine arm of mercy held me up, 
 When sinking in despair. 
 
 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet 
 
 Through this dark wilderness ; 
 
218 , HYMN 22, 
 
 Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, 
 To dwell before thy face. 
 
 3 Were I in heaven without my God,' 
 
 *Twould be no joy to me ; 
 And whilst this earth is my abode, 
 1 long for none but thee. 
 
 4 What if the springs of life were br^ke, 
 
 And flesh and heart should iaint ! 
 God is my soul's eternal rock, 
 The strength of ev'ry saint. 
 
 5 Behold the sinners, that remove 
 
 Far from thy presence, die ; 
 Not all the idol gods they love 
 Can save them when they cry. 
 
 6 But to draw near to thee, my God, 
 
 Shall be my sweet employ ; 
 My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, 
 And tell the world my joy, 
 
 HYMN 22 C. M. (Psalm 78. 1st Part.) 
 
 Providences of God recorded; or, pious education 
 and instruction of children. 
 
 1 LET children hear the mighty deeds 
 
 Which God perform'd of old ; 
 Which in our younger years we saw 
 And which our fathers told. 
 
 2 He bids us make his glories known ; 
 
 His works of power and grace ; 
 And we'll convey his wonders down, 
 Through every rising race. 
 
HYMN Q3. 219 
 
 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, 
 
 And they again to their's ; 
 That generations yet unborn 
 May teach them to their heirs. 
 
 4 Thus shall they learn in God alone 
 
 Their hope securely stands ; 
 That they may ne'er forget his works, 
 But practise his commands. 
 
 HYMN 23. L. M. (Psalm 84. 2d Part,) 
 
 God and his church ; or, grace and glory. 
 
 1 GREAT God, attend, while Zion sings 
 The joy that from thy presence springs ; 
 To spend one day with thee on earth 
 Exceeds a thousand days of mirth, 
 
 3 Might I eHJoy the meanest place 
 Within thy house, O God of grace, 
 Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r 
 Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 
 
 3 God is our sun ; he makes our day : 
 God is our shield ; he s^uards our way 
 From all th' assaults of hell and sin, 
 From foes without, and foes within. 
 
 4 All needful grace will God bestow, 
 And crown that grace with glory too : 
 He gives us all things, and withholds 
 No real good from upright souls. 
 
 .5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway 
 The glorious hosts of heav'n obey ; 
 
^20 HYMN 24. 
 
 And devils at thy presence flee ; 
 Blest is the man that trusts in thee. 
 
 HYMiN 24. L. M. (Psalm 92. 1st ParL) 
 
 - A Psalm for the Lord^s day, 
 
 1 SWEET is the work, m> G.>d my King, 
 To praise thy name give thanks and sing|, 
 To ahew thy love by morning iight, 
 
 And talk of all thy truth at night. 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, 
 
 No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 
 O may aiy heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp of solemn sound ! 
 
 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
 And bless his works, and bless his word ! 
 Thy works of grace, how bright they shine t 
 How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 
 
 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; 
 Like brutes they live, like brutes they die : 
 Like grass they flourish, till thy breath 
 Blast them in everlasting death. 
 
 5 But I shall share a glorious part. 
 When grace hath well refin'd my heart, 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
 Like holy oil, to cheer, my head. 
 
 6 Sin (my worst enemy before) 
 
 Shall vex my eyes and ears no more \ 
 My inward foes shall all be slain, 
 Nor satau break my peace again^ 
 
HYMN 25. 221 
 
 7 Then slial' T see, and hear and know, 
 Al! I desir'd or wish'd below ; 
 And ev'rv pow'r find sweet.employ 
 In that eternal world of joy. 
 
 HYMN 25. S M. (Psalm 95.) 
 A Psalm before sermon. 
 
 1 COME, sound his praise abroad. 
 And hymns of gl-'ry sinof; 
 
 Jehovah is the sov'reign God, 
 The universal King. 
 
 2 He forinM the deeps unknown; 
 He gave the seas their bound ; 
 
 The wat'ry worlds are all his own, 
 And all the solid ground. 
 
 3 Come, worship at his throne, 
 Come, bow before the Lord : 
 
 We are his works, and not our own. 
 He form'd us by his word. 
 
 4 To-day attend his voice. 
 Nor dare provoke his rod ; 
 
 Come, like the people of his choice. 
 And own your gracious God. 
 
 o But if your ears refuse 
 
 The language of his grace, 
 And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews, 
 That unbeUeving race ; 
 
 6 The Lord, in vengeance drest, 
 Will lift his hand and swear, 
 "You that despise my promis'd rest 
 *' Shall have no portion there." 
 
•2->2 titMN 26, 27. 
 
 HYMN 26. C. M. (Psalm 98. 1st Part.) 
 Praise for the gospel. 
 
 1 TO our Almighty Maker, God, 
 
 New honours be addressed; 
 His great salvation shines abroad, 
 And makes the nations bless'd. 
 
 2 He spake the word to Abrah'm first, 
 
 His truth fulfils his grace ; 
 The Gentiles make his name their trust, 
 And learn his righteousness. 
 
 3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim 
 
 With all her diff'rent tongues; 
 And spread the honours of his name 
 In melody and songs. 
 
 HYMN 27. C. M. (Psalm 102. 2c? Part.) 
 
 Ver. 13- -21, 
 
 Prayer heard, and Zion restoi'cd. 
 
 1 LET Zion and her sons rejoice ! 
 
 Behold the promis'd hour ! 
 Her God hath heard her raourning voice, 
 And comes t' exalt his power. 
 
 2 Her dust and ruins that remain, 
 
 Are precious in our eyes ; 
 Those ruins shall be built again, 
 And all thai dust shall rise. 
 
 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, 
 
 And stand in glory there ; 
 Nations shall bow before his name, 
 And kings attend with fear. 
 
HYMN 28. 223 
 
 4 He sits a sov'reign on his throne, 
 
 With pity in his eyes ; 
 He hears the dyings prisoners groan, 
 And sees their signs arise. 
 
 5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death ; 
 
 And when his saints complain, 
 It shan't be said '* that praying breath 
 *' Was ever spent in vain." 
 
 6 This shall be known when we are dead, 
 
 And left on long record, 
 That ages yet unborn may read, 
 And trust, and praise the lord. 
 
 HYMN 28. L. M. (Psalm 103. ist Part) 
 Ver. 1—7. 
 Blessing God for his goodness to soul and body. 
 
 1 BLESS. O my soul, the living God, 
 
 Call home thy thouffhts that rove abroad. 
 Let all the pow'rs within me join 
 In work and worship so divine. 
 
 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace ; 
 His favours claim thy highest praise ; 
 Why should the wonders he hath wrough) 
 Be lost in silence and forgot 1 
 
 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his son 
 
 To die for crimes which thou hast done ; 
 He owns the ransom, and forgives 
 The hourly follies of our lives. 
 
 4 The vices of the mind he heals. 
 And cures the pains that nature feelsr 
 
 L 
 
224 HYMN m 
 
 Redeems the soul from hell, and saves 
 0>ir wastiiifT life from threat'ninir graves. 
 
 5 Our youth decay'd his pow'r rejiairs ; 
 His mercy crowns our g^rowina: years ; 
 He satisfies our mouth with ^ood, 
 And nils our hopes with heav'nly food. 
 
 6 \ie sees th' oppressor and th* oppress'dj 
 And nften gives the suffVers rest; 
 
 But will h's justice more display 
 In the last great rewarding day. 
 
 7 [His pow'r he shew'd by Moses' hands* 
 And gave to Isr'el his commands ; 
 
 But sent his truth and mercy down 
 To all the nations by his Son. 
 
 8 Let the whole earth his nowV confess, 
 Let the whole earth adore his grace: 
 Thf Gentile with the Jew shall join 
 In work and worship so divine.] 
 
 HYMN 29. S. M (Psalm 103. 1st Pari.) 
 
 Ver. 1-7. 
 
 Praise for spiritual and temporal merciep, 
 
 1 O BLESS the Lord, my soul 1 
 Let all within n^e join, 
 
 And aid my tongue to bless his namej 
 Whose favours are divine. 
 
 2 O bless the Lord, my soul ! 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 
 Forgotten in 'inthankfulnesS; 
 And without praises die. 
 
HYaiN 30. 225> 
 
 S 'Tis he forjijives thy ?ins» 
 'Tis he reJieves thy pain, 
 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, 
 And makes thee young again. 
 
 4 He crowns thy life with love, 
 When ransom'd from the grave ; 
 
 He that redeem'd my soul from hell, 
 Hath sov'reign pow'r to save. 
 
 5 He fills the poor with good ; 
 He gives the sufF'rers rest : 
 
 The Lord hath judgement for the proud 
 And justice for th' opprest. 
 
 6 His wond'rous works and ways 
 He made by Moses known ; 
 
 But sent the world his truth and grace 
 By his beloved Son. 
 
 HYMN 30. L. M. (Psalm 107. 2d Part.) 
 Correction for s jw, and release bi/ 'prayer. 
 
 1 FR'j'M age to age exalt his name ; 
 God and his grace are still the same ; 
 He fills the hungry soul with food. 
 And feeds the poor with ev'ry good. 
 
 2 But if their hearts rebel, and rise 
 Against the God that rules the skies; 
 If they reject his heav'nly word, 
 And slight the councils of the Lord ; 
 
 3 He'll bring their spirits to the ground, 
 And nt» deliv'rer shall be found : 
 Laden with grief, they waste their breath 
 In darkness, and the shades of death. 
 
2-26 UYMN 31. 
 
 4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries. 
 He makes the dawning light arise, 
 And scatters all that dismal shade 
 That hung so heavy round their head. 
 
 3 He cuts the bars of brass in two, 
 
 And lets the smiling pris'ners through; 
 Takes off* the load of guilt and grief, 
 And gives the lab'nng soul relief. 
 
 G O may the sons of men record 
 
 The wond'rous goodness of the Lord! 
 How great his works ! how kind his ways! 
 Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise. 
 
 HYMN 3L L. M. (Psalm 107. ith Part.) 
 
 Deliverencefrom storms and shipioreck ; or, the 
 seaman's song. 
 \ WOULD you behold the works of God, 
 His wonders in the world abroad. 
 Go with the mariners, and trace 
 The unknown regions of the seas. 
 
 2 They leave their native shores behind, 
 And seize the favour of the wind, 
 
 Till God commands, and tempests ri^e, 
 That heave the ocean to the skies. 
 
 3 Now to the heav'ns they mount amain ; 
 Now sink to dreadful deeps again ; 
 What strange affrights young sailors feel. 
 And like a staoff'rinff drunkard reel ! 
 
 4 When land is far, and death is nigh, 
 Lost to all hope, to God they cry : 
 
HYMN 3*2. 227 
 
 His mercy hears their loud address. 
 And sends salvation m oistress. 
 
 5 lie bids the winds their wrath assuage 
 The furious waves forget their rage : 
 "1 is caim ; and sailors smile to see 
 The haven where they wish to be. 
 
 6 O may the sons of men record 
 
 The wond'rous goodness of the Lord ! 
 Let them then private oft''nngs bung, 
 And in the church his glory sing. 
 
 HYMN 32. C. M. (Psalm 107.) 
 
 The mariner's Psalm, 
 
 1 THY works of glory, mighty Lord, 
 xiiy wonders in the deeps, 
 The son- ol C(,urage shall record. 
 Who trade in floating ships. 
 
 3 At thy command the winds arise, 
 Ana swell the tovv'ring waves; 
 The men, astenishM, mount the skies. 
 And sink in gaping graves. 
 
 3 [Again they climb the wat'ry hills, 
 
 And plunge in d. eps again : 
 Each ii.e a tott'ring drunkard reels, 
 Ana finds his couiage vain. 
 
 4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, 
 
 They pant with flutt'ring breath ; 
 And, hopeless of the distant shore, 
 Expect immediate death.] 
 
 l2 
 
'2-28 HYMN 33. 
 
 5 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, 
 
 He hears their loud request, 
 And orders silence through the skies, 
 And lays the fools to rest. 
 
 6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, 
 
 And see the storms allay'd : 
 Now to their eyes the port appears ; 
 There let their vows be paid. 
 
 7 'Tis God that brina^s them safe to land ; 
 
 Let stupid mortals know 
 That waves are under his command, 
 And all the winds that blow. 
 
 8 O that the sons of men would praise 
 
 The goodness of the Lord ! 
 And those who see thy wond'rous ways, 
 Thy wond'rous love record. 
 
 HYMN 33. L. M. (Psalm 112.) 
 The blessings of the pious and charitable. 
 
 1 THRICE happy man who fears the Lord, 
 Loves his commands, and trusts his word ; 
 Honour and peace his days attend, 
 
 And blessings to his seed descend. 
 
 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, 
 To works of mercy still inclin'd : 
 He lends the poor some present aid, 
 Or gives them, not to be repaid. 
 
 3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread, 
 That fill his neighbours round with dread, 
 
HYMN a4. 229 
 
 His heart is arm'd agjainst the fear, 
 For God, with all his pow r. is there. 
 
 4 His soul, well fix'd upon the Lord, 
 Draws heav'niy courage from his word; 
 Amidst the darki7ess light shall rise, 
 
 Te cheer his heart and bless his eyes. 
 
 5 He hath dispersed his alms abroad, 
 His works are still before his God ; 
 His name on earth shall long remain, 
 While envious sinners fret in vain. 
 
 HYMN 34. C. M. (Psalm 116 1st Part.) 
 Recovery from sickness, 
 
 1 I LOVE the Lord ; he heard my crieSj 
 
 And pity'd ev'ry groan ; 
 Long as I live, when troubles rise, 
 I'll hasten to his throne. 
 
 2 I love the Lord ; he bowed his ear, 
 
 And chas'd my griefs away : 
 
 O let my heart no more despair, 
 
 While I have breath to pray. 
 
 3 My flesh declined, ray spirits fell, 
 
 And I drew near the dead ; 
 While inward pangs, and fears of hell, 
 Perplex'd my wakeful head. 
 
 4 ** My God. I cry'd, thy servant save, 
 
 Thou ever good and just, 
 Thy pow'r can rescue from the grave, 
 Thy pow'r, is all my trust.'* 
 
^30 HYMN 35. 
 
 5 The Lord beheld me sof'e distrest^ 
 
 He bid my pains remove : 
 Return, my soul, to God, thy rest, 
 For thou hast known his love. 
 
 6 My G«id hath sav'd ray soul from death. 
 
 And dry'd my falling tears; 
 Now to his praise I'li spend my breath, 
 And my remaining years. 
 
 HYMN 35. C. M. (Psalm 116. 2d Part.) 
 
 Ver. 12, &,c. 
 
 Vows, made in trouble, paid in the church ; or 
 public thanks for ftrivate deliverance. 
 
 1 WHA r shall 1 render to my God 
 
 For all his kindness shown ? 
 
 My feet shall visit thine abode. 
 
 My songs address thy throne. 
 
 2 Among the saints that fill thine house 
 
 My off'rings shall l)e paid ; 
 Ther^ shall my zeal perform the vows 
 My soul in anguish made. 
 
 3 How much is mercy thy delight, 
 
 Thou ever blessed God ! 
 How dear thy servants in thy sight; 
 How precious is thy blood ! 
 
 4 How happy all thy servants are ! 
 
 How great thy grace to me ! 
 My life, which thou hast made thy care, 
 Lord, 1 devote to thee. 
 
HYMN 36, 37. 231 
 
 o Now I am thine, forever thine, 
 Nor shall thy purpose move ; 
 Thy hands hath loos'd my bonds of pain 
 And bound me with thy love. 
 
 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, 
 
 And thy rich grace record ; 
 Witness, ye saints, who hear me now, 
 If 1 forsake the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 36. L. M. (Psalm 117.) 
 
 1 FROM all that dwell below the skies, 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 
 Let the Redeemer's name be sung 
 Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue, 
 
 3 Eternal are thy mercies Lord ; 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 HYMN 37. S. M. (Psalm 117.) 
 
 1 THY name, almighty Lord, 
 
 Shall sound thro' distant lands ; 
 Great is thy grace and sure thy word ! 
 Thy truth for ever stands. 
 
 5 Far be thine honour spread, 
 And long thy praise endure, 
 Till morning light and ev'ning shade 
 Shall be exchang'd no more. 
 
232 HYMN 38. 
 
 HYx\lN38. CM.' (Psalm 118. Isf PartJ) 
 Ver. 6—15. 
 Deliverance from a tumult, 
 
 1 THE Lord appears my helper now, 
 
 Nor is my faith afraid 
 O*' what the sons '>f earth caa do, 
 Since heav'n affords its aid. 
 
 2 Tb safer, Lord, to hope m thee, 
 
 And have my God my friend. 
 Than trust in men of high degree, 
 And on their truth depend. 
 
 3 Like bees tny foes beset me round, 
 
 A large and angry swarm ; 
 But 1 &hall all their rage confound 
 By thine Almighty arm^ 
 
 4 Tis thro' the ' ord my heart is strong^ 
 
 In him my lips rejoice ; 
 While his salvation is my song. 
 How cheerful is my voice ! 
 
 5 Like angry bees they girt me round ; 
 
 When God appears, thev fly : 
 So burning thorns with crackling sound,. 
 Make a fierce blaze and- die. 
 
 6 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs ; 
 
 The Lord protects their dnys ; 
 Let Israel tune immortal songs 
 To his Almighty grace. 
 
HYMN 39, 40. 233 
 
 HYMN 39. C. M. (Psalm 118. MPco't.) 
 
 Ver 22, 23. 
 
 Christ the foundation of Ms church* 
 
 1 BEHOLD the sui*e foundation stone 
 
 Which God in Zion lays, 
 To build our heav'nly hopes upont 
 And his eternal praise. 
 
 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, 
 
 And saints adore the name ; 
 They trust their whole salvation here, 
 Nor shall they sutler shame. . 
 
 ^3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, 
 Reject it with disdain ; 
 Yet on this Rock, the church shall rest, 
 And envy rage in vain. 
 
 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, 
 Yet must this building rise ; 
 'Tis thine own work, almighty God, 
 And wond'rous in ^ur eyes. 
 
 HYMN 40. C. M. (Psalm 118. Uh Part,) 
 Ver. 24-26. 
 Hosanna ; the Lord^s day ; or^ ChrisVs resur- 
 rection and our salvation. 
 
 1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made, 
 He calls the hours his own ; 
 Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, 
 And praise surround the throne. 
 
 fl To-day he rose and left the dead, 
 And Satan's empire fell ; 
 
2^4 HYMN 41. 
 
 To-day the saints his triumphs spread. 
 And all his wonders tell. 
 
 3 Hosanna to th* anointed King, 
 
 To David's holy Son ! 
 Help us, O Lord ; descend and bring 
 Salvation from thy throne. 
 
 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men 
 
 With messages of grace ; 
 Who comes in God his Father's name. 
 To save our sinful race. 
 
 5 Hosanna in the highest strains 
 
 The church on earth can raise ; 
 The hiffhest heav'ns in which he reigns, 
 Shall give him nobler praise. 
 
 HYMN 4L S. M. (Psalm 118.) 
 
 Ver. 22—27. 
 
 An hosanna for the Lord^s-day ; or, a new song 
 of salvation hy Christ, 
 
 1 SEE what a living stone 
 The builders did refuse ; 
 
 Yet God hath built his church thereon* 
 In spite of envious Jews. 
 
 2 The Scribe and angry priest 
 Reject thine only Son ; 
 
 Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, 
 As the chief corner-stone. 
 
 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, 
 And wond'rous in our eyes ; 
 
HYMN 42. 235 
 
 This day declares it all divine, 
 This day did Jesus rise. 
 
 4 This is the glorious day 
 That our Redeemer made ; 
 
 Let us rejoice, and sing, and pra}^ 
 Let all the church be glad. 
 
 5 Hosanna to the King 
 
 Of David's royal blood ; 
 Bless him, ye saints ; . 
 Salvation from your God. 
 
 G We bless thine holy word, 
 
 Which all this grace displays; 
 And offer on thine altar, Lord, 
 Our sacrifice of praise. 
 
 HYMN 42. L. M. (Psalm 118.) 
 
 Ver. 22—27. 
 
 An hosanna for the LorcPs Day: or, a ntio song 
 of salvation by Christ. 
 
 1 LO ! what a glorious Corner-str no 
 
 The Jewish builders did refuse ; 
 But God hath built his church rhereon, 
 In spite of envy and the Jews. 
 
 2 Great God, the work is all divine. 
 
 The joy and wonder of our eyes ; 
 This is the day that proves it thine, 
 The day that saw our Saviour rise. 
 
 3 Sinners rejoice- and saints be glad ; 
 
 Hosanna, let his name be blest : 
 Si 
 
236 HYMN 43. 
 
 A thousand honours on his head, 
 
 With peace and hght and glory rest! 
 
 4 In God's own name he comes to bring 
 Salvation to our dying race ; 
 Let the whole church address their King 
 With hearts of joy and songs of praise. 
 
 HYMN 43. C. M. (Psalm 122.) 
 
 Goimg to church, 
 
 1 H^W did mv heart rejoice to hear 
 
 Mv friends devoutly say, 
 " In Zion let us all appear, 
 And keep the solemn day !" 
 
 2 I love her grates. I love the road ; 
 
 The church adorn*d with grace 
 Stands like a palace built for God ^ 
 
 To shew his milder face. 
 
 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown 
 
 The holy tribes repair ; 
 The son of David holds his throne, 
 And sits in judgment there. 
 
 4 He hears our praises and complaints ' 
 
 And while his awful voice 
 Divides the sinners from the saints, 
 We tremble and rejoice. 
 
 6 Pf^ace be within this sacred place, 
 And joy a constant gfuest ! 
 With holy ffi'Vs and heavenly grace, 
 Be her attendants blest ! '^ 
 
HYMN 44. 237 
 
 C My soul shall pray for Zion still, 
 While lite or breath reiuains 
 Where my best friends, my kindred dwell, 
 There God my Saviour reigns. 
 
 HYMN 44. C. M. (Psalm 130.) 
 Pardoning grace. 
 1 OUT of the deeps of long distress, 
 The borders of despair. 
 I sent my cries to seek thy grace. 
 My groans to move thine ear. 
 
 *2 Great God, should thy severer eye. 
 And thine impartial hand, 
 Mark and revenge iniquity, 
 No mortal flesh could stand. 
 
 3 But there are pardons with my God ; 
 
 For crimes of high degree ! 
 Thy Son has bought them with his blood, 
 To draw us near to thee. 
 
 4 [I wait for thy salvation, Lord, 
 
 With strong desires I wait ; 
 My soul invited l»y thy word, 
 Stands watching at thy gate.] 
 
 5 [Just as the guards that keep the night 
 
 Long for the morning skies, 
 Watch the first beams of breaking light, 
 And meet them with their eyes : 
 
 6 So waits my soul to see thy grace, 
 
 And more intent than they 
 Meets the first op'nings of thy face, 
 And finds a brighter day.] 
 
238 HYMN 45, 4G. 
 
 7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust. 
 Let Israel seek his laee ; 
 The Lord is good as well as just, 
 And plenteous in his grace. 
 
 3 There's full redemption at his throne 
 For sinners lon^ enslav'd , 
 The great Redeemer is his Son : 
 And Israel shall be sav'd. 
 
 HYMN 45. C. M. (Psalm 131.) 
 
 Humility and submission. 
 
 1 Is there ambition in my heart ? 
 
 Search, gracious God, and see j 
 Or do 1 act a haughty part 1 
 Lord I appeal to thee. 
 
 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, 
 
 nd all my carriage mild. 
 Content, my Father, with thy will, 
 And quiet as a child. 
 
 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind, 
 
 Shall have a large reward : 
 Let Saints in sormw lie resign'd, 
 And trust a faithful Lord. 
 
 HYMN 46. L. M. (Psalm 132.) 
 
 Ver. 5, 13—18. 
 
 At the Settlement of a Church ; or, the Ordina- 
 tion of a Minister, 
 
 1 WHERE shall we go to seek and fini 
 An habitation for our God, 
 
HYMN 47. 239 
 
 A dwelling for th' eternal mind 
 
 Among the sons of flesh and blood 1 
 
 •3 The God of Jacob chose the hill 
 Of Zion for his ancient rest ; 
 And Zion is his dwelling still, 
 
 His church is with his presence blest. 
 
 3 Here will I fix my gracious throne, 
 
 And reign for ever, saith the JLord ; 
 
 Here shall my pow'r and love be known, 
 
 An 1 blessings shall attend my word. 
 
 4 Here will 1 meet the hungry poor, 
 
 And till their souls witli living bread : 
 Sinners that wait before my door 
 With sweet provisions shall be fed. 
 
 5 Girded with truth, and cloth'd with grace, 
 
 My priests, my ministers shall shine ; 
 Not Aaron in his costly dress, 
 Made an appearance so divine. 
 
 C The saints, unable to contain 
 
 Their inwavd joys shall shout and sing ; 
 The Son ol David here shall reign, 
 And Zion triumph in her King. 
 
 7 [Jesus shall see a numt rous seed 
 
 Born here t' upi.oid his glorious name ; 
 His crown shall flourish on his head 
 While ail his foes are cloth'd with shame. 
 
 HYMN 47. C. M. (Psalm 133.) 
 Brotherly love. 
 1 LO, what an entertaining view 
 Are brethren who agree, 
 
MO HYMN 48. 
 
 Brethreu. whose cheerfull hearts puraue. 
 The path to unity ! 
 
 ^ When streams of love from Christ the spring 
 Descend to ev'ry soul, 
 Atid heav'nly peace with balmy wing, 
 Shades and bedews the whole : 
 
 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet 
 
 On Aaron's rev'rend head, 
 The trickling drops perfum'd his feet. 
 
 And o'er his garments spread. 
 
 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews, 
 That fall on Zion's hill, 
 Where God his mildest glory shews, 
 And makes his grace distil. 
 
 IJYMN 48. L. M. (Psalm 139. Sd Part.) 
 
 Sincerity prof est, and grace tryed; or, tht heart- 
 searching God. 
 
 1 MY God, what inward grief I feel, 
 When impious men transgress thy will ! 
 I mourn to hear their lips profane, 
 Take thy tremendous name in vain. 
 
 3 Does not my soul detest and hate 
 The sons of malice and deceit 1 
 Those that oppose thy laws and thee, 
 I count them enemies to me. 
 
 3 Lord search my soul, try ev'ry thought \ 
 Thousrh my own heart accuse me not 
 Of walking in a false disguise, 
 I beg the trial of thiue eyes. 
 
HYMN 49. 241 
 
 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within ? 
 Do 1 indulge some unknown sin 1 
 O turn my feet whene'er 1 stray, 
 And lead me in thy perfect way. 
 
 HYMN 49. CM. (Psalm 145. Ist Part.) 
 
 Ver. 1—7, 11—13. 
 
 The greatness of God. 
 
 1 LONG as I live I'll bless thy name, 
 
 My King, my God of love ; 
 My work and joy shall be the same, 
 In the bright world above. 
 
 2 G.eat is the Lord, his pow'r unknown. 
 
 And let his praise be great : 
 I'll sing the honours of tijy throne, 
 Thy works of grace repeat. 
 
 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue ; 
 
 And while my lips rejoice, 
 The men that hear my sacred song- 
 Shall join their cheerful voice. 
 
 4 Fathers to sons shall teach thy namcj 
 
 Andciiildren learn thy ways 
 
 Ages to come thy truth proclaim, 
 
 And nations sound thy praise. 
 
 5 Thy glorious deeds of ancient date • 
 
 Shall through the world be known; 
 Thine arm of pow'r, thine heav'niy state. 
 With public splendour shown. 
 
 The world is manag'd by thy hand?, 
 Thy saiats are rul'd by love ; 
 
242 HYMN 50. 
 
 And thine eternal kingdom stands, 
 Though rocks and hills remove. 
 
 HYMN 50. C. M. (Psalm 145. 'Sd Part) 
 
 Ver. 14—17, &c. 
 Mercy to sufferers ; or^ God hearing prayer. 
 
 1 Let ev'ry tongue I'.y g:oodness speak, 
 
 Thou sov'reiffn Lord of all ; 
 Thy strength'ning: hands uphold the weak. 
 And raise the poor that fall, 
 
 2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, 
 
 Or virtue lies distrest 
 Beneath sf»me proud oppressor's frown, 
 Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 
 
 3 The Lord supports ourtott'ring days, 
 
 And guides our giddy youth : 
 Holy and just are all his ways 
 And all his words are truth. 
 
 4 He knows the pain his servants feel, 
 
 He hears his children cry, 
 And their best wishes to fulfil 
 His grace is ever nigh. 
 
 5 His mercy never shall remove 
 
 From men of heart sicere : 
 He saves the souls, whose humble love 
 Is join'd with holy fear. 
 
 G [His stubborn foes his sword shall slay, 
 And pierce their hearts with pain ; 
 But none that serve the Lord shall say, 
 " They sought his aid in vain."] 
 
UYMN 51. 243 
 
 7 [My lips shall dwell upon liia praise, 
 And spread his fame abroad . 
 Let all the sons of Adam raise 
 The honours of their God.] 
 
 HYMN 51. C. M. (Hymn 1. Book 1.) 
 
 A new Song to the Lamb that teas slain. 
 
 Rev. V. 6, 8, 9 10, 12. 
 
 i BEHOLD the glories of the lamb 
 Amidst his Father's throne: 
 Prepare new honours for his name. 
 And songs before unknown. 
 
 2 Let elders worship at his feet, 
 
 The church adore around, 
 With vials full of odours sweet, 
 And harps of sweeter sound. 
 
 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints^ 
 
 And these the hymns they raise : 
 Jesus is kind to our complaints, 
 He loves to hear our praise. 
 
 4 [Eternal Father, who shall look 
 
 Into thy secret will 1 
 Who but the Son shall take that bookj 
 And open ev*ry seal 1 
 
 5 He shall fulfil thy great decrees, 
 
 The Son deserves it well ; 
 Lo, in his hand the sov'reign keys 
 Of heav'u, and death, and hell !] 
 
 6 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, 
 
 Oe endless blessings paid ; 
 
44 HYMN 5*2. 
 
 Salvation, glory, joy remain 
 Forever on thy head. 
 
 7 Thou hast redeem'd our souls with blood, 
 
 Hast set the pris'ners free ; 
 Hast made us kings and priests to God, 
 And we shall reign with thee. 
 
 8 The worlds of nature and of grace 
 
 Are put beneath thy pow'r ; ^ 
 
 Then shorten these delaying days, 
 And bring the promisM hour. 
 
 HYMN 62. S. M. (Hymn 3. B. 1.) 
 
 The nativity of Christ, 
 Luke i. 30, &c— ii. 10, &c. 
 
 f BEHOLD the grace appears, 
 The promise is fulfiU'd ; 
 Mary the wond'rous virgin bears, 
 And Jesus is the child ! 
 
 2 [The Lord,the highest God, 
 Calls him his only Son ; 
 
 He bids him rule the lands abroad. 
 And gives him David's throne. 
 
 3 O'er Jacob shall he reign 
 With a peculiar sway ; 
 
 The nations shall his grace obtain, 
 His kingdom ne'er decay.] 
 
 4 To bring the glorious news, 
 A heav'nly form appears ; 
 
 He tells the shepherds of their joys, 
 And banishes their fears. 
 
HYMN 53. 245 
 
 5 *' Go humble swains," said he, 
 To David's city fly ; 
 
 The promis'd infant born to-day, 
 Doth in a manger he. 
 
 6 " With looks and heart serene, 
 Go visit Christ your king ;" 
 
 And straight a flaming troop was seen; 
 The shepherd heard them sing. 
 
 7 " Glory to God on high ! 
 And heav'nly peace on earth, 
 
 Good-will to men, to angels joy, 
 At the Redeemer's birth.'* 
 
 8 [In worship so divine. 
 
 Let saints employ their tongues, 
 With the celestial hosts we join, 
 And loud repeat their songs : 
 
 9 " Glory to God on high ! 
 And heav'nly peace on earth, 
 
 Good- will to men, to angels joy, 
 At our Redeemer's birth." 
 
 HYMN 63. C. M. (Hymn 5. B. 1.) 
 
 Submission to afflictive providences. 
 
 Job i. 21. 
 
 1 NAKED as from the earth we came, 
 
 And crept to life at first. 
 
 We to the earth return again, 
 
 And mingle with our dust. 
 
 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, 
 
 And fondly call our own, 
 
246 HYMN 64. 
 
 Are but short favours borrow'd nowj 
 To be repaid anon. 
 
 3 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high, 
 
 Or sinks them in the grave ; 
 He gives, and (blessed be his name !) 
 He takes but what he gave. 
 
 4 Peace, all our angry passions, then : 
 
 Let each rebellious sigh 
 Be silent at his sov'reign will, 
 And ev'ry murmur die. 
 
 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, 
 
 Its praises shall be spread, 
 And we'll adore the justice too 
 That strikes our comforts dead. 
 
 HYMN 64. C. M. (Hymn 6. B. 1.) 
 
 Triumph over death. 
 Job xix. 25, 26, 27 
 
 1 GREAT God, I own the sentence just, 
 
 And nature must decay ; 
 I yield my body to the dust, 
 To dwell with fellow-clay, 
 
 2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, 
 
 And trample on the tombs ; 
 My Jesus, my Redeemer lives, 
 My God, my Saviour comes. 
 
 3 The micrhty Conqn'ror shall appear 
 
 High on a roval seat, 
 And death, the last of all his foe?. 
 Jiie vanquish'd at his feet 
 
HYMN 55. 247 
 
 4 Thoufl^h gfreedy worms devour my skin, 
 
 And ffnaw my wasting flesh, 
 When God shall build mv bones again, 
 He'll clothe them all afresh. 
 
 5 Then shall f see thy lovely face 
 
 With strong immortal eyes, 
 And feast upon the unknown grace 
 With pleasure and surprise. 
 
 HYMN 55. L. M. (Hymn 15. B. 1.) 
 
 Our own weakness, and Christ our strength. 
 
 2 Cor. xii. 7, 9, 10. 
 
 1 LET me but hear my Saviour say, 
 "Strength shall be equal to the day," 
 Then I'll rejoice in deep distress, 
 Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 
 
 2 I fflory in infirmity. 
 
 That Christ's own pow'r may rest on me ; 
 When I am weak, then am I strong, 
 Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 
 
 3 I can do all things, or can bear 
 All suff'rings, if my Lord be there, 
 Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
 While his left hand my head sustains. 
 
 4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn, 
 And we attempt the work alone. 
 When new temptations spring and rise, 
 We find how great our weakness is. 
 
 5 So Sampson, when his hair was lost, 
 Met the Philistines to his cost ; 
 
^48 HYMN 56, 57. 
 
 Shook his vain limbs with sad surprise^ 
 Made feeble fight, and loTst his eves. 
 
 HYMN 56. C. M. (Hymn 16. B. 1.) 
 
 Hosanna to Christ, 
 Matt. xxi. 9. Luke xix. 38. 40. 
 
 1 HOSANNA to the royal Son 
 
 Of David's ancient line ! 
 His natures two. his person one, 
 Mysterious and divine. 
 
 2 The Root of David here, we find, 
 
 And ofi^spring is the same ; 
 Eternity and time are join'd 
 In our immanuePs name. 
 
 3 Bless'd he that comes to wretched men 
 
 With peaceful news from heav'n 1 
 Hosannas of the hisfhest strain 
 To Christ the Lord be griv'n ! 
 
 4 Let mortals ne'er refuse to take 
 
 Th' hosanna on their tonsrues, 
 Lest rocks and stones should rise, and break 
 Their silence into songs. 
 
 HYMN 57. C. M. (Hymn 17. B. 1.) 
 
 Victory over death. 
 
 1 Cor. XV. 55, &c. 
 
 .1 O FOR an overcominjr faith 
 To cheer my dyinjs^ hours, 
 To triumph «»'er the monster, death. 
 And all his frightful pow'rs. 
 
HYMN 58. 249 
 
 '2 Joyful, with all the strenffth I have 
 My quiv'ring hps should sinff, ' 
 " VVhere is thy boasted vict'ry, grave ^ 
 And where the monster's sting V 
 
 3 If sin be pardon'd, I'm secure; 
 Death hath no sting beside: 
 The law gives sin its damning pow'r; 
 l5ut Christ, my ransom, dy'd. 
 
 .4 Now to the God of victory 
 Immortal thanks b^> paid, 
 Wh.. makes us conqu'rors, while we die. 
 1 hi ough Christ, t)ur living head. • 
 
 HYMN 58. C. M. (Hymn 19. B. 1.) 
 The Song of Simeon; or, death made desirable.. 
 Luke i. 27, &c. 
 1 LORD, at thy temple we appear, 
 As happy Simeon came, 
 And hope to meet our Saviour here ; 
 O make our joys the same ! 
 
 2 With what divine and vast delight 
 
 The good old man was fili'd," 
 When fondly, in his wither'd arms. 
 He clasp'd the holy Child ! 
 
 3 ^' Now I can leave this world," he cry'd • 
 
 Behotd thy servant dies; ' 
 
 I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, 
 And close my peaceful eyes. «• 
 
 4 ^' Tliis is the Light prepar'd to shine 
 
 iJpon the Gentile lauds : 
 
250 «^'*^^ ^^' 
 
 Thine Israel's glory, and their hope, 
 To break their slavish bands. 
 
 5 [Jesus ! the vision of thy face 
 
 Hath overpow'ring charms • 
 Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace. 
 If Christ be in my arms. 
 
 6 Then, will ye hear my heart-strings breal^, 
 
 How sweet my minutes roll ! 
 A mortal paleness on my cheek, 
 And glory in my soul] 
 
 HYMN 59. C. M. (Hymn 20. B. I.) 
 
 Spiritual apparel; namely, the robeofrigntcous 
 
 ness, and garments of salvation. 
 
 Isa. Ixi. 10. 
 
 1 AWARE, my heart, arise, my tongue, 
 
 Prepare a tuneful voice ; 
 la God, the life of all my joys, 
 Aloud will I rejoice. 
 
 2 'Tis he adorn'd my naked soul, 
 
 And made saivatiou mine ; 
 Upon a poor polluted worm 
 He makes his graces shine. 
 
 3 And lest the shadow of a spot 
 
 Should on my soul be found, 
 He took the robe the Saviour wrought 
 And cast it all around. 
 
 4 How far the heav'nly robe exceeds 
 
 What earthly princes wear ! 
 
HYMN 60. 251 
 
 These ornaments, how bright they shine ! 
 How white the garments are ! 
 
 5 The Spirit wrouffht by fViith and love, 
 
 An6 hope in ev'ry grace ; 
 But Jesus spent his life to work 
 The robe of righteousness. 
 
 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd 
 
 By th^ great sacred Three ! 
 In sweetest harmony of praise 
 Let all thy pow'rs agree. 
 
 HYMN 60. C. M. (Hymn 21. B. 1.) 
 
 A vision of the kingdom of Christ among men. 
 
 Rev. xxi. 1,2,3,4. 
 
 1 LO, what a glorious sight appears 
 
 To our belifiving eyes ! 
 Tiie earth and seas are pass'd away, 
 And the old rolling skies. 
 
 2 From the third heav'n, where God resides, 
 
 That holy, happy place, 
 The new Jerusalem comes down, 
 Adorn'd with shining grace. 
 
 .3 Attending angels shout for joy, 
 And the bright armies sing, 
 " Mortals, behold the sacred seat 
 Of your descending King. 
 
 4 '* The God of glory down to men 
 Removes his bless'd abode ; 
 Men, the dear objects of his grace, 
 Aud he the lovihg God. 
 
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253 HYMN 61. 
 
 5 "His own soft hand shall wipe the tears 
 
 From ev'ry weeping eye : 
 And pains, and groans, and griefs, and 
 fears, • ' 
 
 And death itself shall die." 
 
 6 How long dear Saviour, O how long ! 
 
 Shall this bright hour delay ? 
 Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time. 
 And bring the welcome day. 
 
 HYMN 61. C. M. CHymn 27. B. 1.) 
 
 Assurance of heaven ; or, a saint prepared to die. 
 2 Tim. iv. 6, 7, 8, 18. 
 
 1 [DEATH may dissolve my body now, 
 
 And bear my spirit home ; 
 Why do my minutes move so slow. 
 Nor my salvation come ] 
 
 2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought 
 
 The battles of the Lord, 
 Finish'd my course, and kept the faiths 
 And wait the sure reward.] 
 
 3 God has laid up in heav'n for me 
 
 A crown which cannot fade ; 
 The righteous Judge, at that great day. 
 Shall place it on my head. 
 
 4 Nor hath the King of Grace decreed 
 
 This price for me alone ; 
 But all that love and long to see 
 The appearance of his Son. 
 
 5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe 
 
 From ev'ry ill design 5 
 
HYMN C2. 253 
 
 And to his lieav'nly kingdom take 
 This feeble soul of mine. 
 
 6 God is my everlasting aid, 
 And hell shall rage in vain ; 
 To him be highest glory paid, 
 And endless praise — Amen. 
 
 HYMN 62. C. M. (Hymn 29. B. 1.) 
 
 The triumph of Christ ; or, the ruin of Anti- 
 christ. 
 
 Ver. 4,5,6,7. 
 
 1 '* I LEFT my banner," saith the Lord, 
 
 ^'Where Antichrist has stood ; 
 The city of my gospel foes 
 Shall be a field of blood. 
 
 2 " My heart has study'd just revenge, 
 
 And now the day appears, 
 The day of my redeem'd is come, 
 To wipe away their tears. 
 
 3 " Quite weary is my patience grown. 
 
 And bids my fury go : 
 Swift as the light'ning it shall move, 
 And be as fatal too. 
 
 4 *' I call for helpers, but in vain : 
 
 Then has my gospel none ? 
 Well, mine own arm has might enough 
 To crush my foes alone. 
 
 5 *' Slaughter, and my devouring sword. 
 
 Shall walk the streets aroundj 
 
254 HYMN 63. 
 
 Babel shall reel beneath my stroke. 
 Ana ^la^ger to the ground." 
 
 6 Thine honours, Ovictorioiis Ring 
 Thine own right hand siiali raise, 
 While we thine avvtul vengeance sing. 
 And our deiiv'rer pruise. 
 
 HYMN 63. C. M. (Hymn 32. B. I.) 
 
 Strtngtii from heaven. 
 I^a. xl. 2 ,2», ^9 30. 
 
 1 WHENCE do our mournful thoughts ariseT 
 
 And Where's our courage fled 1 
 Has rcstles- sin, and raging hell, 
 Struck ail our conitorts deau 1 
 
 2 Have we forgot th' Almighty Name 
 
 That form'd the earth and sea 1 
 And can an all-creating arm 
 Grow weary or decay ? 
 
 3 Treasures of everlasting might 
 
 In our Jehovah dwell ; 
 He gives the conquest to the weak, 
 And treads their foes to hell. 
 
 4 Mere mortal pow'r shall fade and die. 
 
 And youthful vigour cease ; 
 But we that wait upon the Lord, 
 Shall i'ee\ our strength increase. 
 
 5 The saints shall mount on eagles' wing?, 
 
 And taste the promis'd bliss, 
 Till their unwearied feet arrive 
 Where perfect pleasures is. 
 
HYMN 64. 255 
 
 HYMN 64. L. M. (Hymn 40. B. I.) 
 
 The business and blessedness of glorified saints. 
 Rev. vii. 13, &c. 
 
 1 "WHAT happy men, or angels these, 
 That all their robes are spotless white '! 
 Whence did this glorious troop arrive 
 At the pure realms of heav'nly light 1" 
 
 2 From tort'ring racks, and burning fires, 
 Through seas of their own blood they came 
 But nobler blood has wash'd their robes, 
 Flowing from Christ the dying Lamb. 
 
 3 Now they approach th* Almighty Throne 
 With loud hosannas night and day ; 
 Sweet anthems, to the great Three-One, 
 Measure their blest eternity. 
 
 4 No more shall hunger pain their souls; 
 He bids their parching thirst be gone ; 
 And spreads the shadow of his wings 
 To screen them from the scorching sun. 
 
 5 The Lamb, that fills the middle throne, 
 Shall shed arcmnd his milder beams ; 
 There shall they feast on his rich love, 
 And drink full joys from living streams. 
 
 6 Thus shall their mighty bliss renew- 
 Through the vast round of endless years. 
 And the soft hand of sov'reign grace 
 Heals all their wounds, and wipes their tears. 
 
256 HYMN 65, 66, 
 
 HYMN 65. L. M. (Hymn 48. B. 1,) 
 
 The Christian race. Isa. xl. 28—31. 
 
 1 AWAKE, our souls, (away, our lears^, 
 Le- ev'ry tremblitjcr thought be gone) 
 Awake, and run the iieav'nly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 3 True, 'tis a straight and thorny roadj 
 And mortal s; irits tire and taint ; 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 That feeds the strength of ev'ry saint. 
 
 -3 The mighty God, whose matchless powV 
 Is ever new and ever young, 
 And tirm endures, while enuless years 
 Then everlasting circles run. 
 
 4 From thee, the overflowing spring. 
 Our souls shall drink a fresh supply, 
 While such as trust th< ir native strength 
 Shalt melt away/, and droop, and die. 
 
 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 
 We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road. 
 
 HYMN 66. C. M. (Hymn 49. B. 1^ 
 
 The works of Moses and the Lamb, 
 Rev. XV. 3. 
 
 .1 HOW strongf thine arm is, mighty God t 
 Who would not fear thy name ! 
 Jesus, how sweet thy graces are !^ 
 Who would not love the Lamb !. 
 
HYMN 07 . 25^7 
 
 2 He has clone more than Moses did, 
 
 Our Prophet and our King; 
 From bonds of hell he freed our souls. 
 And taught our lips to sing, 
 
 3 In the Red Sea, by Moses' hand, 
 
 Th' Egyptian host was drown'd ; 
 But his own blood hides all our sins. 
 And guilt no more is found. 
 
 4 When through the desert Isr'el went, 
 
 With manna they were fed ; 
 Our Lord invites us to his flesh, 
 And calls it living bread. 
 
 3 Moses beheld the promis'd land, 
 Yet never reach'd the place ; 
 But Christ shall bring his fojl'wers home^ 
 To §86 his Father's face. 
 
 G Then shall our love and joy be full, 
 And feel a warmer flame. 
 And sweeter voices tune the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 67. S. M. (Hymn 5L B. L) 
 
 Preserving srace. 
 Jude 24, 25. 
 
 1 TO God the onlv wise, 
 Our Saviour and our king, 
 
 Let all the saints below the skies 
 Their humble praises bring. 
 
 2 'Tis his almiffhty love, 
 His counsel and his care, 
 
258 HYMN 68. 
 
 Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
 And ev'ry hurtful snare. 
 
 3 He will present our souls 
 Unblemish'd and complete, 
 
 Before the glory of his face, 
 With joys divinely great. 
 
 4 Then all the chosen seed 
 Shall meet around the throne. 
 
 Shall bless the conduct of his grace, 
 And make his wonders known. 
 
 5 To our Redeemer God, 
 Wisdom and pow'r belongs, 
 
 Immortal crowns of majesty. 
 And everlasting songs. 
 
 HYMN 68. L. M. (Hymn 52. B. 1.) 
 
 Baptism. 
 
 Matt, xxviii. 19. Acts ii. 38. 
 
 1 'TWAS the commission of our Lord, 
 ** Go, teach the nations, and baptise." 
 The nations have received the word 
 Since he ascended to the skies. 
 
 2 He sits unon th' eternal hills, 
 
 With grace and pardon in his hands, 
 And sends his cov'nant with the seals, 
 To bless the distant christian lands. 
 
 3 *' Repent, and be baptis'd," he saith, 
 '*For the remissions of your sins ; 
 And thus our sense assists our faith, 
 And shews us what his gospel means. 
 
HYMN 69. 259 
 
 4 Our souls be washes in the blood, 
 As water makes the body dean ; 
 And the good spirit from our God 
 Descends like purifying rain. 
 
 Thus we engage ourselves to thee, 
 And seal our covenant with the Lord ; 
 O may the great Eternal Three 
 
 In heav'n our solemn vows record ! 
 
 HYMN 69. C. M. (Hymn 55. B. 1.) 
 
 HezekiaWs song ; or, sickness and recovery. 
 Isa. xxxviii. 9 <fcc. 
 
 1 WHEN we are rais'd from deep distress, 
 
 Our God deserves a song; 
 We take the pattern of our praise 
 From Hezekiah's tongue. 
 
 12 The gates of the devouring grave 
 Are open'd wide in vain, 
 If he that holds the keys of death 
 Commands them fast again. 
 
 3 Pains of the flesh are wont t' abuse 
 
 Our minds with slavish fears : 
 " Our days are past- and we shall lose 
 The remnant of our years." 
 
 4 We chatter with a swallow's voice, 
 
 Or like a dove we mourn, 
 With bitterness instead of joys, 
 Afflicted and forlorn. 
 
 5 Jehovah speaks the healing word, 
 
 And no disease withstands ; 
 
S60 HVMN 70. 
 
 Fevers and plagues obey the Loru, 
 And % at his commands. 
 
 6 If half the strings of life should break, 
 He can our frame restore ; 
 He casts our sins behind his back, 
 And they are found no more. 
 
 HYMN 70. L. M. (Hymn GO. B. I.) 
 
 The Virgin Mary's song ; or, the promised Ma 
 
 siah born. 
 
 Luke i. 4(5, &.C.. 
 
 1 OTTR souls shall magnify the Lord ; 
 In God the Saviour we rejoice : 
 While we repeat the Virgin's song, 
 May the same Spirit tune our voice. 
 
 2 ['^he Highest saw her low estate. 
 
 And miffhty thin-rs his hand hath done ; 
 His overshadowing pow'r and grace 
 Makes her the mother of his Son. 
 
 3 Let ev'rv nation call her bless'd 
 And endless years prol ng her fame; 
 But God ah)ne must be ador'd ; 
 Holy and rev'rend is his name.] 
 
 4 To those that fear and trust the Lord, 
 His mercy stands forever sure : 
 From age to age his promise lives, 
 And the performance is secure. 
 
 5 He spake to Abrah'm and his seed, ^^ 
 *^ In thee shall all the earth be bless d t 
 The mem'ry of that ancient wor.* 
 
 Lay long in his eternal breast-. 
 
ayaiN 71. .IQi 
 
 is But now no more shall Israel wait, 
 No more the Gentiles he forlorn ; 
 Lo the i/esire of iVations comes ; 
 Behold the promis'd seed is born ! 
 
 HYMN 71. S. M. (flYMN 64. B. 1.) 
 Adoption. 1 John iii. 1, <fcc. Gal. vi. 6.. 
 
 1 BEH ;LD, what wnnd'rous grace 
 The Fatiier hath bestow 'd 
 
 On sinners of a mortal race, 
 To call them sons of Ood ! 
 
 2 'Tis no snrprising thing 
 That we should be unknown ; 
 
 The Jewish world knew not their King, 
 God's everlasting Son. 
 
 3 N.-r doth it yet appear 
 
 Hiiw great we must be made; 
 But when we see our Saviour here^ 
 We shall be like ouv head. 
 
 4 A hope so much divine 
 May trials well endure, 
 
 Mciy j/urge our souls from sense and sist, 
 As Christ the Lord is pure. 
 
 5 If in my Father's love 
 I sh ire a filiai part, 
 
 Send down thy Spuit like a dove 
 To rest upon my heart. 
 
 6 W would no longer he. 
 
 Like slaves beneath the throne ; 
 
262 HYMN 72. 
 
 Our faith shall Abba Father cry, 
 And thou the kindred own. 
 
 HYMN 72. L. M. (Hymn 66. B. 1.) 
 
 Christ the King at his table. Solomon's Song, 
 
 i. 2—5, 12, 13, 17. 
 
 1 LET him embrace my soul, and prove 
 Mine ini'rest is his heav'nly love : 
 
 The voice that tells me, '• Thou art mine,*' 
 Exceeds the blessings of the vme. 
 
 2 On thee th' anointing Spirit came, 
 And spread the savour of thy name ; 
 That oil of gladness and of grace 
 Draws virgin souls to meet thy face. 
 
 3 Jesus, allure me by thy charms ; 
 My soul shall fly into thine arms : 
 Our wand'ring feet thy favours bring 
 To the fair chambers of the King. 
 
 4 [Wonder and pleasure tune our voice 
 To speak thy praises and our joys ; 
 Our mem'ry keeps this love of thine 
 Beyond the taste of richest wine.J 
 
 5 Though in ourselves deform'd we are, 
 And black as Redar's tents appear, 
 Yet then we put thy beauties on, 
 Fair as the courts of Solomon. 
 
 6 [While at his table sits the king, 
 He loves to see us smile and sing; 
 Our graces are our best perfume, 
 
 And breathe like spikenard rouudthe room.j 
 
HYMN 73. 26S 
 
 7 As rnyrrh new-bleeding from the tree, 
 Such IS a dying Christ tu me : 
 
 And while he makes my soul his guest, 
 My bosom, Lord, shall be thy rest. 
 
 8 [No beams of cedar or of fir 
 
 Can with thy courts on earth compare ; 
 And here we wait until thy love 
 Raise us to nobler seats above.] 
 
 . HYMN 73 L. M. (Hymn G7. B. 1.) ^ 
 
 Peeking the pastures of Christ the Shepherd. 
 Solomon's Song, i. 7. 
 
 1 THOU, whom my soul admires above 
 All earthly joy and earthly love, 
 
 Tell me dear Shepherd, let me know, 
 "Where do thy sweeter pastures grow ] 
 
 2 Where is the shadow of that rock, 
 That from the sun defends thy flock \ 
 Fain would I feed among thy sheep, 
 Among them rest, among them sleep. 
 
 3 Wliy should thy bride appear like one 
 That turns aside to paths unknown '! 
 My constant feet would never rove, 
 Would never seek another love. 
 
 4 [The footsteps of thy flock I see ; 
 Tiiy sweetest pastures here they be ; 
 A WDnd'rous feast thy love prepares, 
 Bought with thy wounds, and groan^j and 
 
 tears. 
 o2 
 
264 HYMN 74. 
 
 5 Ilis clearest flesh he makes my food, 
 And bids me drink his richest blovjd ; 
 Here to these hills my soul will t;ome. 
 Till my Beloved lead me home.] 
 
 HYMN 74. L M. (Hymn 6i) B. 1.) 
 
 Christ appearing to his chirch. and seeking her 
 company. Solomon's S(»ng, ii. 8 — 13. ^ 
 
 1 THE voice of my Beloved sounds 
 Over the rocks and risino^ grounds ; 
 O'er hills ofgruilt, and seas of grief, 
 He leaps, he flies to my relief 
 
 2 Now through the veil of flesh I see 
 With eyes of love he looks at me ; 
 Now in the gospel's clearest glass 
 He shews the beauties of his face. 
 
 3 Gentl}' he draws my heart along, 
 Both with his beauties and his tongue ; 
 
 *' Rise." saith my Lord, ''make haste away 
 No mortal joys are worth thy stay. 
 
 4 " The Jewish wintry state is gone, 
 
 The mists are fled, the spring comes on ; 
 The sacred turtie-dove we hear 
 Proclaim the new, the joyful year. 
 
 .5 " Th' immortal vine of heav'nly root 
 Blossoms and buds, and gives her fruit," 
 Lo, we are come to taste the wine ; 
 Our souls rejoice and bless the vine.^ 
 
 6 And when we hear our Jesus say, 
 
 " Rise up, my love, make haste away ?'' 
 
HYMN 75. 205 
 
 Our hearts would fain outfly the wind, 
 And leave aii eartiiiy loves behind. 
 
 HYiVlN 75. L. M. (Hymn 70. B. 1.) 
 
 Christ inviting^ and the church ansicering the 
 invitation. Solomon's Song. ii. 14, 16, 17, 
 
 1 H \RK! the Redeemer from on high 
 Sweetly i-.ivites ins iav'rites nigh , 
 From caves of dariu;ess and ot doubt, 
 He gently speaks anu calls us out. 
 
 2 '* My dove, who hidest in the rock, 
 Thine heart alniust with sorrow broke, 
 Liit ujj liiy tace, forget thy fear, 
 
 A lid let thy voice delight, mine ear. 
 
 3 "Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet ; 
 My iiracLs in thy couni nance meet; 
 Tlicugh the vain world tliy lace uespise, 
 'Ti» bright and comely in mine eyes." 
 
 4 Bear Lord, our thankful heart receives 
 1 he hope tlune invitation gives; 
 
 Th tliee our j(j\i».i lips siiall raise 
 Tlie v»>ice of prayer and that of praise. 
 
 5 [I am my Love's, and he is mine ; 
 
 Our hearts our liopes, our passions join , 
 
 Nor let a motion, nor a word, 
 
 ]\or thought arise to grieve my Lord. 
 
 6 My soul to pastures lair he leads, 
 Amongst the lilies where he feeds : 
 Anu)ngst the saints i^ whose robes are white> 
 AVash'd in his blood) is his deUght. 
 
566 HYMN 76 
 
 7 Till the day break, and shadows flee. 
 Till the sweet dawning li^ht I see, 
 Thine eyes to me-vvard often turn, 
 Nor let my soul in darknes mourn. 
 
 8 Be like a hart on mountains ^reen, 
 Leap o'er the hills of fear and sin ; 
 Nor o^uilt, nor unbelief divide 
 
 My love, my Saviour, from my side.] 
 
 HYMN 76. L. M. (Hymn 71. B. K) 
 
 Christ found in the, street^ and brought to the 
 church. Solomon's Sono^, iii. I — 5. 
 
 1 OFTEN T seek my Lord by night: 
 Jesus, my love, my soul's delight; 
 With warm desire and restless thought 
 I seek him oft, but find him not. 
 
 2 Then I arise and search the street, 
 Till '■ my '-ord my Saviour meet ; 
 I ask the watchmen of the night. 
 
 *' Where did you see my soul's delight 1 
 
 3 Sometimes I find him in my way, 
 Directed b_y a heav'niy ray ; 
 
 1 leap Tm* joy to see his face, 
 
 And hold him fast in mine embrace. 
 
 4 [I bring him to my mother's home ; 
 Nor does my Lord refuse to come 
 To Sion's sacred chambers where 
 My soul first drew the vital air. 
 
 5 He gives me there his bleeding heart, 
 Pierc'd for my sake with deadly smart ; 
 
HYMN 77. 267 
 
 I give my soul to him, and there 
 Our loves their mutual tokens share.] 
 
 6 I charge you all, ye earthly toys 
 Approach not to disturb my joys ; 
 Nor sin, nor hell come near my heart, 
 Nor cause my Saviour to depart. 
 
 HYMN 77, L. M. (Hymn 73. B. 1.) 
 
 The church's beauty in the eyes of Christ, 
 SolomonJIs Song, iv. 1, 10, 11, 7, 8, 9. 
 
 1 KIND is the speech of Christ our Lord, 
 Affection sounds in ev'ry word ; 
 
 " Lo, thou art lair, my love." he cries ; 
 *' Not the young doves have sweeter eyes. 
 
 2 [•' Sweet are thy lips, thy pleasing voice 
 Salutes mine ear with secret joys : 
 
 No spice so much delights the smell, 
 Nor milk, nor honey tastes so well.] 
 
 3 '^ Thou art all fair, my bride, to me ; 
 '* I will behold no spot in thee." 
 What mighty wonders love performs, 
 And puts a comeliness on worms ! 
 
 4 Defil'd and loathsome as we are, 
 
 He makes us white, and calls us fair ; 
 Adorns us with that heav'nly dress, 
 His graces and his righteousness. 
 
 5 " My sister and my spouse," he cries, 
 *^ Bound to my heart by various ties, 
 Thy powerful love my heart detains 
 
 In strong delight and pleasing chains." 
 
^268 HYMN 7^ 
 
 6 H^^ calls me from the leopard's dcB, 
 From this wild world of beasts and merv 
 To Zi' n, where his glories are ; 
 
 Not Lebanon is half so fair. 
 
 7 Nor dens of prey, nor flow'ry plains. 
 Nor earthly j<'ys nor earthly pains. 
 Shall hoid my feet, or force my stay, 
 When Christ invites my s«»i]l away. 
 
 HYMN 79. L. M. (Hymn 74. B. I.) 
 
 The church the garden of Christ. 
 Solomon's iSong iv. 12, 13. 15, and v. 1. 
 
 1 We are a garden walPd around, 
 Chosen and made peculiar ground ; 
 A little spot ; mclos'd by grace. 
 Out of the world's wide wilderness. 
 
 2 -ike trees of myrrh and spice we stand. 
 Planted by God, the Fathe 's hand, 
 And all his springs in Sion flow, 
 
 To tnak^ the young plantation grow, 
 
 3 Awake, O hea?'nly win ^ and come, 
 Bh.w on this garden of perfume ; 
 Spirit divine, descend and l-reathe 
 A gracious gale on plants beneath. 
 
 4 Make our best spices flow abroad> 
 T(» entertain our Saviour God : 
 And faith- and love, and joy appear, 
 And ev'ry grace be active here. 
 
 5 [Let my beloved come and taste 
 Ijis pleasant fruits at his own feast j- 
 
HYMN 79 • 269 
 
 I come, my spouse, I come, he cries. 
 With love and pleasure in his eyes. 
 
 6 Our Lord into his garden cT)mes, 
 
 Well pleas'd to smell our poor perfumed, 
 And calls us to a feast divine, 
 Sweeter than honey, milk or wine. 
 
 "7 Eat of the tree of life, my friends, 
 The blessings that my father sends; 
 Your taste shall all my dainties prove, 
 And drink abundance of my love. 
 
 8 Jesus, we will frequent thy board, 
 And sing the bounties of our Lord : 
 But the rich food on which we live 
 Demands more praise than tongue can give. 
 
 HYMN 79. L. M. (Hymn 75. B. h) 
 
 The description of Christy the beloved, 
 Solomon's Song V 9, 10, 11, 12, 14, 15, 16. 
 
 1 THE wond'nng world enquires to kno\y 
 Why I should love my Jesus so : 
 What are his charms, say they, above 
 The objects of a mortal love ? 
 
 2 Yes. my beloved to my sight 
 
 Shews a sweet mixture red and white': 
 All human beauties, all divine, 
 In my beloved meet and shine. 
 
 3 White is his soul, from blemish free ; 
 Bed with the blood he shed for me; 
 The fairest often thousand fairs; 
 
 A sun amongst ten thoa;sand stars. 
 
370 • HYMN TO. 
 
 4 [His head the finest gold excels ; 
 There wisdom in perfection dwells. 
 And fflory Jike a crown adorns 
 Those temples once beset with thorns. 
 
 5 Compassions in his heart are found, 
 Close by the signals of his wound : 
 His sacred side no more shall bear 
 The cruel scourge, the piercing spear.] 
 
 6 [His hands are fairer to behold 
 Than diamonds set in rings of gold ; 
 Those heavenly hands, that on the tree 
 "Were nail'd, and torn, and bled for me. 
 
 7 Thougli once he bow'd his feeble knees 
 Loaded with sins and agonies, 
 
 Now on the throne of his command 
 His legs like marble pillars stand] 
 
 8 [His eyes are majesty and love, 
 The eagle temper'd with the dove ; 
 No more shall trickling sorrows roll 
 Through those dear windows of his soul.] 
 
 9 His mouth that pour'd out long complaints 
 Now smiles and cheers his fainting saints: 
 His countenance more graceful is 
 
 Than Lebanon with all its trees. 
 
 10 All over glorioas'is tny Lord, 
 Must be belov'd and yet ador'd ; 
 His worth, if all the nations knew, 
 Sure the whole earth would love him too. 
 
HYMxN 80. 271 
 
 HYMN 80. L. M. (Hymn 76. B. 1.) 
 
 Christ dwells in Heaven but visits on earth 
 Solomon's Song vi. 1, 2, 3, 12. 
 
 1 WHEN stranorers stand and hear me tell 
 What bfauties in my Saviour dwell ; 
 Where he is gone they fain would know, 
 Ihat thty m.ght seek and love him too. 
 
 2 My best beloved keeps his throne, 
 On hills of light, in worlds unknown; 
 But he descends and shows his face,' 
 In the young gardens of his grace. 
 
 3 [In vineyards planted by his hand, 
 Where fruitful trees in order stand; 
 He feeds among the spicy beds, 
 Where lilies show their spotless heads. 
 
 4 He has engrossM my warmest love. 
 No earthly charms my soul can move ; 
 I have a mansion in his heart, 
 
 Nor death nor hell shall make us part.] ' 
 
 3 [He takes my soul ere I'm aware, 
 And shews jne where his ^l.-ries are ; 
 No chanot of Amminadib 
 The heav'nly rapture can describe. 
 
 O may my spirit daily rise 
 
 On wings of faith above the skies, 
 Till deaTh shall make my last remove, 
 i o dwell forever with my love.] 
 
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272 HYMN 81, 82. 
 
 HYMN 81. L. M. (Hymn 77. B. 1.) 
 
 The love of Christ to the church in the language 
 
 to her, and provisions for her. 
 
 Solomon's Song, vii, 5, 6. 9, 12, 13. 
 
 1 NOW, in the ffall'ries of his srrace, 
 Appears the Kin^, and thus he savs, 
 " How fair my saints are in n.y sight. 
 My love how pleasant for delight !" 
 
 2 Rind is ihy language, sov^reism Lord, 
 There's heav'nly grace in ev'ry word ; 
 From that dear mouth a stream divine 
 Flows sweeter than the choicest wine. 
 
 3 Such wond'rous love awakes the lip, 
 Of saints that were almost asleep. 
 To speak the praises of thy name, 
 And make our cold affections flame. 
 
 4 These are the joys he lets us know 
 In fields and villasres below ; 
 Gives us a rehsh of his love. 
 
 But keeps his noblest feast above* 
 
 5 In paradise, within the gates, 
 An higher entertainment waits; 
 Fruits new and old, laid up in store, 
 Where we shall feed but thirst no more. 
 
 HYMN 82. L. M. (Hymn 78. B. 1.) 
 The strength of Christ's love, andthesouVsjealousy 
 of her own. Solomon's Song, viii. 5—7, 13, 14. 
 
 1 WHO is this fair one in distress, 
 That travels from the wilderness, 
 
HYMN 83. 273 
 
 And press'd with sorrows and with sins, 
 On her beloved Lord she leans ? 
 
 2 This is the spouse of Christ our God, 
 Bought with the treasures of his blood ; 
 And her request, and her complaint, 
 Is but the voice of ev'ry saint. 
 
 3 " O let my name engraven stand 
 Both on thy heart and on thy hand ; 
 Seal me upon thine arm, and wear 
 That pledge of love forever there. 
 
 4 ' Stronger than death thy love is known, 
 Which floods of wrath could never drown ; 
 And hell and earth in vain combine 
 
 To quench a fire so much divine. 
 
 5 '' But I am jealous of my heart, 
 Lest it should once from thee depart ; 
 Then let thy name be well impress'd 
 As a fair signet on my breast. 
 
 6 *' Till thou hast brought me to thy home, 
 Where fears and doubts can never come, 
 Thy count'nance let me often see. 
 
 And often thou shalt hear from me. 
 
 7 " Come, my Beloved, haste away, 
 Cut short the hours of thy delay ; 
 Fly like a youthful hart or roe 
 Over the hills where spices grow." 
 
 HYMN 83. L. M. (Hymn 80. B. L) 
 An evening hymn. 
 P^Si, iv. 8, & iii. 5, 6, & cxliii. 8. 
 1 THUS far the Lord has led me on, 
 Thus far his pow'r prolongs my days, 
 
274 HYMN 84. 
 
 Am] ev'ry ev'ninor shall make known 
 Some fresh memorials of hi- grace. 
 
 2 l^^uch of mj time has run to waste, 
 And I, perhaps, am near my home ; 
 But he fortjives my follies past, 
 
 ^ He gives me strength for days to come^ 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep; 
 Peace is tlie pillow for my head ; 
 While well-appointed angels keep 
 Their watchful stations round my bed, 
 
 4 In vain the sons of earth or hell 
 Tell me a thousand frisrhtful thinos : 
 My God in safety makes me dwell 
 Beneath the shadow of his wings. 
 
 5 [Faith in his name forbids my fear: 
 
 may thy presence ne'er depart ! 
 And in the morning make me hear 
 The love and kindness of thy heart. 
 
 6 Thus when the night of death shall conic, 
 Mv flesh shall rest i>eneath the ground, 
 And wait thy voice to rouse my tomb, 
 With sweet salvations in the sound.] 
 
 HYMN 84. L M. (Hymn 81. B. 1.) 
 
 A snnfffor morni ff or evpning. 
 Lam. iii. 2j3. Isa. xlv. 7. 
 
 1 MV God. how endless is thy love i 
 Thy gifts are ev'ry ev'ning new ; 
 And morninir niercies, from above^ 
 Gently distil like early dew. 
 
HYMN 85. 275 
 
 '2 Thou spreadst the curtains of the night, 
 Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; 
 Thy sov'reign word restores the light, 
 And quickens all our drowsy pow'rf;?. 
 
 3 I yield my pow'rs to thy command ; 
 To thee 1 consecrate my days : 
 Perpetual blessmgs from thuie hand 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 
 HYMN 85. L. M. (Hymn 87. B. 1.) 
 
 God dwells with the humble and penitent, 
 
 Isa. Ivii. 16, 16. 
 
 1 THUS saith the high and lofty One, 
 " I sit upon my holy throne ; 
 My name is God, 1 dwell on high, 
 Dwell in mine own eternity. 
 
 ^ But I descend to worlds below. 
 On earth I have a mansion too ; 
 The humble spirit and contrite 
 Is an abode of my delight. 
 
 3 The humble soiil my words revive, 
 I bid the mourning sinner live : 
 Heal all the broken hearts 1 find, 
 And ease the sorrows of the mind. 
 
 4 [When I contend against their sin, 
 
 I make them know how vile they Ve been ; 
 But should my wrath for ever smoke, 
 Thsir souls would sink beneath my stroke.', 
 
 5 O may thy pard'ning grace be nigh. 
 Lest we should faint, despair, and die ; 
 
276 HYMN SO. 
 
 Thus shall our better thoufjbts approve 
 The methods of my chast'ning Jove.] 
 
 HYMN 86. L. M. (Hymn 88. B, 1.) 
 
 Life the day of grace and hope, 
 Eccl. ix. 4, 5, 6, 10. 
 
 1 LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, 
 The time t' ensure the great reward ; 
 And while the lamp holds out to burn. 
 The vilest sinner may retiirn. 
 
 2 [Life is the hour that God has giv'n 
 To 'scape from hell, and fly to heav'n ; 
 The day of grace, and mortals may 
 Secure thi' blessings of the day.] 
 
 3 The living know that they must die. 
 But all the dead forgolton lie ; 
 Their memVy and their sense is gone, 
 Alike unknowing and unknown. 
 
 4 [Their hatred and their love is lost. 
 Their envy bury'd in the dust : 
 They have no share in al! that's done 
 Beneath the circuit of the sun.] 
 
 5 Then what my thoughts design to do, 
 My hands, with all your migl.t pursue; 
 Since no device nor work is found, 
 
 Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 
 
 6 There are no acts of pardon pass'd 
 In the cold grave, to which we ha«te ; 
 But darkness, death, and long despair, 
 Keign in eternal silence there. 
 
HYMN 87, 88. 277 
 
 HYMxN 87. L. M. (Hymn 89. B. 1.) 
 Youth andjudgmtnt. Ecci. xi. 0. 
 
 1 YE sons of Adam, vaiii and young', 
 Indulge yam eyes, indulge your tongue, 
 Taste the deligiits your souls desire, 
 And give a loose to all your tire. 
 
 2 Pursue the pleasures you design, 
 
 And cheer your hearts with songs and wine 
 Enjoy the day of mirth ; but know 
 There is a day of judgement too. 
 
 3 God from on hiijh beholds your thoughts; 
 His book records your secret faults ; 
 The works of darkness you have done 
 Must all appear before the sun. 
 
 4 The vengeance to your follies due, 
 Should strike your hearts with terror thro' ; 
 How will yc stand before his face, 
 
 Or answer for his injur'd grace ? 
 
 5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes 
 From these alluring vanities, 
 And lei the thunder of tiiy word 
 Awake their souls to fear the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 88. L M. (Hymn 91. B. 1.) 
 
 Advice to youth ; or, old age and death in an un- 
 converted state. 
 
 Eccl. xii. 1, 7. Isa xlv. 20. 
 
 1 NOW in the heat of youthful blood, 
 Remember your Creator, God : 
 
278 ' HYMN 89. 
 
 Behold, the months come hast'ning on, 
 When you' shali say, " My joys are gone. 
 
 2 Behohl, the aged sinner goes, 
 Ladtui with ouiit and heavy woes, 
 Down to the regions of the dead, 
 With endless curses on his head. 
 
 3 The dust returns to dust again ; 
 The soul in agonies of pain 
 Ascends to God ; not there to dwell, 
 But hears her doom, and sinks to helL 
 
 4 Eternal king ! I fear thy name ; 
 Teacli me to know how frail I am ; 
 And when my soul must hence remove, 
 Give me a mansion in thy love. 
 
 HYMN 89. S. M. (Hyxmn 92. B. 1.) 
 Christ the vnsdom of God. 
 Prov. viii. 1, 22. 32. 
 \ SHALL wisdom cry aloud, 
 And not her speech he heard ? 
 The voice of God's eternal word, 
 Deserves it no regard 1 
 
 2 "I was his chief delight, 
 His everlasting Son, 
 
 Before the first of all his works. 
 Creation, was begun. 
 
 3 [Before the flying clouds, 
 Before the solid land, 
 
 Before the fields, before the floods^, 
 I dwelt at his right hand. 
 
HYMN 90. 
 
 4 When he adorn'd the skies, 
 And biult them, 1 was tiiere, 
 
 To order vviien the sun should rise, 
 And marshal ev^ry star. 
 
 5 When he potir'd out the sea, 
 And spread the flowing deep ; 
 
 1 gave the flood a firm decree 
 In its own bounds to keep.] 
 
 6 Upon the empty air. 
 
 The earth was balanc'd well ! 
 
 With joy 1 saw the manijion where 
 
 The sons of men should dv>eil. 
 
 7 My busy thoughts at first 
 On their salvation ran, 
 
 Ere sui was born, or Adam's dust 
 Was fashion'd to a man. 
 
 8 Then come, receive my grace, 
 Ye children, and be wise ; 
 
 Happy the man that keept my ways. 
 The man that shuns them dies." 
 
 HYMN 90. L. M. (Hymn 93. B. 1.) 
 
 Christ, or wisdom obeyed or resisted. 
 Prov. viii. 34 — SQ. 
 
 1 THUS saith the wisdom of the Lord, 
 " Blest is the man that hears my word, 
 Keeps dai y watch before my gates, 
 And at my feet for mejcy waits. 
 
 2 The soul that seeks me shall obtain 
 Immortal wealth, and heav'niy gain 
 
280 HYMN 91. 
 
 Immortal life is his reward, 
 Life aad the favour of the Lord. 
 
 3 But the vile wretch that flies from me, 
 D )th his own soul an injury ; 
 Fo .Is that against my grace rebel 
 Seek death, and love the road to hell. 
 
 HYMN 91. L. M. (Hymn 97. B. 1.) 
 
 Ghrist our wisdom^ righteousness, S^c. I. Cor.i. 30. 
 
 1 BTJRY'D in the shadows of the night, 
 We lie 'till Christ restores the light, 
 Wisdom de&cends to Ileal the blind, 
 And chase the darkness of the ramd. 
 
 2 Our guilty souls are drown*d in tears, 
 'Tili his atoning blood appears: 
 Then we awake from deep distress. 
 And sing the Lord our righteousness. 
 
 3 Our very fram^ is mix' ! with sin, 
 His spirit makes our natures clean ; 
 Such virtiips from his suflf'rings flow, 
 At once to cleanse and pardon too. 
 
 4 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, 
 Bindino: his slaves in heavy chains, 
 He sets t^e oris'ners U-ee, and breaks 
 The iron bondage from our necks. 
 
 5 Poor helpless worms in thee possess 
 Gra<"e, wisdom. !»ow'r and righteousness ; 
 Thou art our mighty All, and we 
 
 Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. 
 
HYMN 92, 93. 2SI 
 
 HYMN 92. S. M. (Hymn 98. B. 1.) 
 
 The same. 
 
 1 HOW lieqvy is the nisht 
 That hano^s upon our eyes, 
 
 'Till Christ with his reviving light 
 Over our souls arise ? 
 
 2 Our ffuiltv spirits dread 
 
 To meet the wrath of heav'ii, 
 But in his righteousness array'd, 
 We see our sins forgiv'n. 
 
 3 Unholy and impure 
 
 Are all our thoughts and ways, 
 His hands infected nature cure 
 With sanctifying grace. 
 
 4 The pow'rs of hell agree 
 To hold our souls in vain ; 
 
 He sets the sons of bondage free, 
 And breaks the cursed chain. 
 
 5 Lord, we adore thy ways, 
 To brinff us near to God, 
 
 Thy sov'reig^n pow'r, thy healing grace, 
 And thine atoning blood. 
 
 HYMN 93. C. M. (Hymn 99. B. I.) 
 
 Stones made children of Abraham ; or grace not 
 conveyed by religious parents. Matt. iii. 9. 
 
 1 VAIN are the hopes that rebels place 
 Upon their birth and blood, 
 Descended from a pious race, 
 Their fathers now with God. 
 
282 HYMN 94, "95. 
 
 2 He from the caves of earth and hell 
 
 Can take the hardest stones. 
 And fill the house of Abraham well 
 With new created sons. 
 
 3 Such wond'rous pow'r doth he possess, 
 
 Who form'd our mortal frame, 
 ' Who call'd the world from emptiness ; 
 The world ohey'd, and came. 
 
 HYMN 94. L. M. (Hy»in 101. B. 1.) 
 
 Joy in Heaven for a repenting sinner. 
 Luke XV. 7, 10. 
 
 1 WHO can describe the joys that rise 
 Through all the courts of paradise, 
 To see a prodio^n] return, 
 
 To see an heir of glory born ? 
 
 2 With joy the Father doth approve 
 The fruit of his eternal love ; 
 
 The Son with joy looks down and sees 
 The purchase of his agonies. 
 
 3 The Spirit takes delight to view 
 The holy soul he form'd anew, 
 And saints and angels join to sing 
 The growing empire of their King. 
 
 HYMN 95. L. M. (Hymn 102. B. I.) 
 Tke Beatitudes. Matt. v. 2—12. 
 1 BLEST are the humble souls that see 
 Their emptiness and poverty ; 
 Treasures of grace to them are giv'n, 
 And crowns of joy laid up m heav'n. 
 
HYMN 95. 283 
 
 2 Blest are tlie men of broken heart. 
 Who mourn for sin with inwarc: smart ; 
 The blood of Christ divinely flows 
 
 A heaUng bahii for all their woes. 
 
 3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar 
 From rage and passion, noise and war; 
 God will secure their happy state, 
 And plead their cause against the great. 
 
 4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, 
 Hunger and long for righteousness ; 
 They shall be well supply'd and fed 
 With living streams and living bread. 
 
 5 Blest are the men whose bowels move 
 And melt with sympathy and love ; 
 From Christ the Lord shall they obtain 
 Like sympathy and love again. 
 
 G Blest are the puie whose hearts are clean 
 From the defiling pow'r of sin ; 
 With endless pleasure they shall see 
 A God of spotless purity. 
 
 7 Blest are the men of peacefid life, 
 
 Who quench the coals of growing strife ; 
 They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss. 
 The sous of God, the God of peace. 
 
 H Blest are the suff'rers who partake 
 Of pa n and shame for Jesus' sake ; 
 Their souls shall triumph in the Lord ; 
 Glory and joy arc their reward. 
 a 
 
284 HYMN 97, 96. 
 
 HYMN 96. C. M. (Hymn 104. B. 1.) 
 A state of nature and grace. I. Cor. vi. 10, 11< 
 
 1 NOT the malicious or profane, 
 
 The wanton or the proud, 
 Nor thieves, nor sland'rers, shall obtain 
 The kingdom of our God. 
 
 2 Surprisinof grace ! and such were we 
 
 By nature and by sin. 
 
 Heirs of immortal misery, 
 
 Unholy and unclean. 
 
 3 But we are vvash'd in Jesus' blood, 
 
 We're pardon'd through his name. 
 And the good spirit of our God 
 Has sanctify 'd our frame. 
 
 4 O for a persevering pow'r 
 
 To keep thy just commands ! 
 We would defile our hearts no more. 
 No more pollute our hands. 
 
 HYMN 97. C. M. (Hymn 105. B. 1.) 
 
 Heaven invisible and holy. 
 
 I. Cor. ii. 9, 10. Rev. xxi. 27. 
 
 1 NOR eye hath aeen, nor ear has heard 
 
 Nor sense nor reason known, 
 What joys the Father has prepar'd 
 For those that love the Son. 
 
 2 But the good spirit of the Lord 
 
 Reveals a heav'n to come; 
 
 The beams.of glory in his word 
 
 Allure and guide us home. 
 
HYMN 98. 385 
 
 3 Pure are the joys above the sky, 
 
 And all the region peace ; 
 No wanton lips nor envious eye, 
 Can see or taste the bliss. 
 
 4 Those holy gates forever bar 
 
 Pollution, sin and shame ; 
 None shall obtain admittance there^ 
 But foirwers of the Lamb. 
 
 9 He keeps the Father's book of life, 
 There all their names are found ; 
 The hypocrite in vain shall strive 
 To tread the heav'nly ground. 
 
 HYMN 98. S. M. (Hymn 106. B. 1.; 
 
 Dead to sin by the cross of Christ. 
 Rom. vi. 1, 2, 6. 
 
 1 SHALL we go on to sin, 
 Because thy grace abounds ? 
 
 Or crucify the Lord again, 
 And open all his wounds 1 
 
 2 Forbid it, mighty God ! 
 Nor let it e'er be said, 
 
 That we, whose sins are crucify'd, 
 Should raise them from the dead. 
 
 3 We will be slaves no more, 
 Since Christ hath made us free, 
 
 Has nail'd our tyrants to his cross, 
 And bought our liberty. 
 
2S6 HYMN 99, 100, 
 
 HYMN 9v>. L. M. (Hymn 108. B. 1.) 
 Christ unstcn and beloved. I. Pet. i. 8. 
 
 1 NOT with our mortal eyes 
 Have we beheld the Lord, 
 
 Yet we rejoice to hear his name, 
 And love him in his word. 
 
 2 On earth we want the sight 
 Of our Redeemer's face ; 
 
 Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight. 
 To dwell upon thy grace. 
 
 3 And when we taste thy love, 
 Our joys divinely gjow 
 
 Unspeakable, like those above. 
 And heav'n begins below. 
 
 HYMN 10 L. M. (Hymn 109. B. 1.) 
 
 The value of Christ and his righteousness. 
 
 Phil, iii 7, 8, 9. 
 
 1 NO more, my God, 3 boast no more 
 
 Of all the duties I have done ; 
 I quit ihe hopes 1 held before. 
 To trust the merits of thy Son. 
 
 2 Now for the love, I bear his name, 
 
 What was my gain, I count my loss ; 
 My fornier pride I call my shame, 
 And nail my glory to his cross. 
 
 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem 
 
 All thinsjs but loss for Jesus' sake ; 
 O may my soul he found in him. 
 And of his righteousness partake ! 
 
HYMN 101, 102. 2^7 
 
 4 The best obedience of my hands 
 
 Dares not appear befoe thy throne ; 
 But faith can answer thy demands, 
 By pleading what my Lord has done. 
 
 HYMN 101. CM. (Hymn 110. B. 1.) 
 3eath and immediate glory. 11. Cor. v. 1, 5, 8. 
 
 1 THE '.E is a house not made with hands, 
 
 Eternal, and on high, 
 And here my spirit waiting stands, 
 'Till God shall bid it fly. 
 
 2 Shortly this prison of my clay 
 
 Must be dissolv'd and fall ; 
 
 Then, O my soul, with joy obey 
 
 Thy heav'nly Father's call. 
 
 ^ 'Tis he, by his Almighty grac«, 
 That forms thee fit for heav'n , 
 And as an earnest of the place, 
 Has his own Spirit giv'n. 
 
 4 We walk by faith of joys to come. 
 
 Faith lives up{ni his word ; 
 But while his body is our home. 
 We're absent from the Lord. 
 
 5 'Tis pleasant to believe thy grace. 
 
 But we had rather see, 
 We would be absent from the flesh, 
 And present, Lord, with thee. 
 
 HYMN 102. C. M. (Hymn 111. B. 1.) 
 
 Salvation by grace. Titus iii, 3, 7. 
 t [LORD, we confess our num'rous faults', 
 How great our guilt fcas been ! 
 flf2 
 
283 HYMN 103. 
 
 Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, 
 And all our lives were sin. 
 
 2 But, O my soul, for ever praise, 
 
 For ever love his uume^ 
 Wh(» turns thy feel from dang'rous ways 
 Of folly, sin, and shame.] 
 
 3 ['Tis not by works of righteousness 
 
 Wliich our own hands have done ; 
 But we are savM by sov'reign grace. 
 Abounding through his Son.] 
 
 4 'Tis from the mercy of our God 
 
 That all our hopes begin ; 
 'Tis by th<^ water and the blood 
 Our souls are wash'd from sin. 
 
 5 'Tis thro«oh the purchase of his dcatfe 
 
 W h J hung upon the tree, 
 The Spirit is sen. down to breathe 
 On such dry bones as we. 
 
 6 Rais'd from the dead, we live anew ; 
 
 And justify'd by grace, 
 We shall appear in glory too, 
 And see our Father's face. 
 
 HYMN 103, C. M (Hymn 112. B. 1.) 
 
 The brazen serpent ; or, looking to Jesus. 
 
 II John, Ver. 14—16. 
 
 1 SO did the Hebrew prophet raise 
 ihe brazen serpent high ; 
 The v.: (indel leU immediate ease, 
 The c^mp lorebore to die. 
 
HYMN 104. 289 
 
 2 " Look upwards in the dying- hour, 
 
 And live," the propliet cries ; 
 
 But Christ performs a nobler cure, 
 
 When faitli lifts up her eyes. 
 
 3 Hio[h on the cross the Saviour hung; 
 
 Htgh in the heav'ns he reigns ; 
 Here sinners, hy th' old serpent stung, 
 Look, and forget their pains. 
 
 4 When God's own Son is lifted up, 
 
 A dying world revives ; 
 The Jew heholds the glorious hope. 
 Th' expiring Gentile lives. 
 
 IIYiMN 104. C. M. {Hymn 113. C. L) 
 Abraham's blessing on the Gentiles. 
 Gen. xvii. 7. Rom. xv. 8. Mark x. 14. 
 2 HOW large the promise ! how divine ; 
 To Abra'm and his seed ! 
 *' I'll be a God to thee and thine, 
 Supplying all their need." 
 
 2 The words of his extensive love 
 
 From age to age endure ; 
 The Angel of the cov'nant proves, 
 And seals the blessing sure. 
 
 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, 
 
 To our great fathers giv'n. 
 He takes young children to his arms. 
 And calls them heirs of heav'n. 
 
 4 Our God, how faithful are his ways; 
 
 His love endures the same ; 
 
290 HYMN 105. 
 
 Nor from the promise of his grace 
 Blots out his children's name. 
 
 HYMN 105. C. M (Hymn 115. B. 1.) 
 
 Convict ion of sin by the law. 
 Kom. vii. 8, 9, 14 24. 
 
 1 LORD, how secure m} conscience was, 
 
 And felt no inward dread 1 
 I was alive without the law, 
 
 And thought my sins were dead. 
 
 2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright, 
 
 Bui, since tiie precept Cdme 
 With a convincing |towV and light, 
 I find how vile I am. 
 
 3 [My guilt appeared but small before 
 
 Till terribly 1 saw 
 How perfect, holy, just and pure, 
 Was thine eternal law. 
 
 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load ; 
 
 My sins reviv'd again , 
 I had pr'jvok'd a dreadful God, 
 And all my hi pes were slain.] 
 
 5 I'm like a helpless captive sold 
 
 Under the pow'r of sin ; 
 I cannot do the good 1 would, 
 Nor keep my conscience clean. 
 
 6 My God, t cry with every breath 
 
 For some kind pow'r to save. 
 To brea' the yoke of sin :ind death. 
 And thus redeem the slave. 
 
HYMN 106, 107. 291 
 
 HYMN 106 L. M. (Hymn 116. B. 1.) 
 
 Luve to ijiod and our neighbour. 
 
 Matt. xxii. 37-40. 
 
 1 THUS saith the lirst, the great command, 
 "Let all thj inward pow'rs unite 
 
 Ti» love thy Maker and thy God, 
 With utmost vigour and delight. 
 
 2 Tlien shall thy neighbour next in place 
 Slmre thine affeciion and esteem ; 
 And let thy kindness to thysell" 
 Measure and rule thy love to him." 
 
 3 This is the sense that Moses spoke, 
 This did the prophets preach and prove. 
 For want of this the law is broke, 
 
 And the whole law's fulfil'd by love. 
 
 4 But oh ! how base our passions are ! 
 How could our charity and zeal ! 
 Lord, fill our souls with heav'nly fire. 
 Or we shall ne'er perform thy will. 
 
 HYMN 107. C. M. (Hymn 123. B. 1.) 
 The rcpeMfing prodigal. 
 Luke XV. 13 S^c. 
 BEHOLD the wretch, whose lusts and wine 
 
 Has u asted his estate ; 
 He begs a share amongst the swine, 
 To taste the husks they eat. 
 
 " T die with hunger here," he cries ; 
 
 "I starve in foreign lands ; 
 My Father's house has lanr^' supplies, 
 
 And bounteous are his hands. 
 
292 HYMN 108. 
 
 3 I'll go, and with a mournful tongue 
 
 Fall down before his face ; 
 Father, I've done thy justice wrongs 
 Nor can deserve thy grace.** 
 
 4 He said, and hasten*d to his home^ 
 
 To seek his Father's love ; 
 The Father saw the rebel come, 
 And all his bowels move. 
 
 5 He ran, and fell upon his neck, 
 
 Fimbrac'd and kiss'd his son; 
 The rebel's heart with sorrow brake, 
 Fur follies he had done. 
 
 6 *' Take off his clothes of shame and sin,".' 
 
 (The Father gives command) 
 Dress h.m in garmtnits white and clean. 
 With rings adorn his hand. 
 
 7 A day of feasting I ordain ; 
 
 Let mirth and joy abound ; 
 My son was dead, and lives again^ 
 Was lost, and now is found." 
 
 HYMN 108. C. M. (Hymn 125. Book 1.) 
 Chris fs compassion to the weak and tempted. 
 
 Heb. iv. 15, 16, & v. 7. Matt xii. 20. 
 1 WITH joy we meditate the grace 
 Of our High Priest above ; 
 His heart is made of tenderness, 
 His bowels melt with love. 
 
 3 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He kn<Avs what s )re temptations mean. 
 For he hath felt the same. 
 
HYMN 109. 293 
 
 i] But spotless, innocent and pure 
 The ^reat Redeemer stood, 
 While Satan's fiery darts he bore, 
 And did resist to blood. 
 
 4 He in the days of feeble flesh 
 
 Pour'd out his cries and tears, 
 And in his measure feels afresh 
 What ev'ry member bears. 
 
 5 [He'll never quench the smoking flax, 
 
 But raise it to a flame: 
 The bruised reed he never breaks, 
 Nor scorns the meanest name.] 
 
 6 Then let our humble faith address 
 
 His mercy and his pow'r ; 
 We shall obtain deliv'rino- grace 
 In the distressing hour. 
 
 HYMN 109. L. M. (Hymn 128. B. I.) 
 The apostles^ commission ; or^ the gospel attested 
 hy miracles. Mark xvi. 15, &c. 
 Matt, xxviii. 18, ^-c. 
 1 *' GO preach my gospel," saith the Lord ; 
 " Bid the whole earth my grace receive ; 
 He shall be sav'd that trusts my word; 
 He shall be damn'd that won't believe. 
 i^ ['II make your great commission known, 
 And ye shall prove my gospel true, 
 By all the works that I have done, 
 By all the wonders ye shall do. 
 
 ** Go heal the sick, ffo raise the dead. 
 Go cast out devils in my name ; 
 Nor let my prophets be afraid, 
 ThoughGreeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme. 
 
294 HYMN 110, 111. 
 
 4 Teach all the nations my commands! 
 I'm with you till the would shall end ; 
 All pow'r is trusted in my hands ; 
 
 I can destroy, and I defend." 
 
 5 He spake, and lia^ht shone round his head ; 
 On a brioht cloud to heav'n he rode : 
 Thev to the farthest nations spread 
 
 The grace of their ascended God. 
 
 HYMN no. L. M. (Hymn 129. B. 1.) 
 
 Submission and delivfrdnce ; or, Abraham offer- 
 ing his son. Gen. xxii. 6, &c. 
 
 1 SAINTS, at your heav'niy Father's word, 
 Give up your comforts to the Lord; 
 
 He shall restore what you resia^n. 
 Or grant you blessings more divine. 
 
 2 So Abrah'm with obedient hand 
 
 Led forth his Son at God's command ; 
 The wood, the fire, the knife he took, 
 His arm prepar'd the dreadful stroke. 
 
 3 Abrah'm forbear, the an^el cry'd, 
 Thy faith is known, thy love is try'd ; 
 Thy son shall live, and in thy seed 
 Shall the whole earth be bless'd indeed. 
 
 4 Just in tlie last distjessing hour 
 The Lord displays deliv'ring pow'r ; 
 The mount of danger is the place, 
 AVhere we shall see surprising grace. 
 HYMN 11 L L. M. fHYMN 131. B. L) 
 The Pharisee and Publican. 
 Luke xviii. 10, &c. 
 1 BEHOLD how sinners disagree. 
 The Publican and Pharisee ; 
 
H VMM 12. 295 
 
 One doth his righteousness proclaim, 
 The oJher owns his guilt and shame. 
 
 2 This man at humble distance stands, 
 And cries for orrace with lifted hands. 
 That boldly rises near the throne 
 And talks of duties he has done. 
 
 3 The Lord their diff'rent lan^ua^e knows, 
 And difFVent answers he bestows ; 
 
 The humble soul with irrace he crowns, 
 Whilst on the proud his anger frowns^ 
 
 4 Dear Father, let me never be 
 Join'd with the boasting Pharisee, 
 I have no merits of my own, 
 
 But plead the sufF'rings of thy Son. 
 
 HYMN 112. L. M. (Hymn 132. B. 1.) 
 Hnliness mid ^r ace. Titus ii. 10—13. 
 
 1 SO let our lips and lives express 
 The holy gospel we profess ; 
 
 {^o let our works and virtues shine, 
 To prove the doctrine all divine. 
 
 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honours of our Saviour God • 
 AVhen the salvation -eigns within, 
 And grace subdues the powV of sin. 
 
 3 Our flesh and sense must he deny'd, 
 Passion and envy, lust and pride ; 
 Whilst justice, temp'rance, truth and love, 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 4 Religion bears our spirits up, 
 While we expect that blessed hope, 
 The bright appearonre of the lord', 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
306 HYMN 113, 114. 
 
 HYMN 113. L, M. (Hymn 134. B. I.) 
 Keligion vain vrithvut love. I. Gor. xiii. 1, 2, 3. 
 1 HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, 
 And nobler speech than angels use, 
 If love be absent. I am found, 
 Like tinkling brass, an empty sound. 
 
 3 Were I inspired to preach and tell 
 All that is done in heaven and hell ; 
 Or could my faith tke world remove, 
 Still I am nothing without love. / 
 
 '3 Should I distribute all my store 
 To feed the bowels of the poor, 
 Or give my body to the flame, 
 To gain a martyr's glorious name: 
 
 4 If love to God and love to men 
 Be absent, all my hopes are vain ! 
 Nor tongues, nor gifts nor fiery zeal, 
 The works of love can e'er fulfil. 
 
 HYMN 114. L. M. (Hymn 135. B. 1.) 
 
 The love of Christ shed abroad in the heart. 
 
 Eph. iii. 16, &c. 
 
 1 COME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell 
 By faith and love in ev'ry breast ; 
 Then shall we know and taste and feel 
 The joys that cannot be express'd. 
 
 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strengt!., 
 Make our enlarged souls possess, 
 
 And learn the height and breadth and lengtli 
 Of thine unmeasurable grace. 
 
HvHiN 115v 29r 
 
 3 Now to the God whose pow'r can do 
 More than our thoughts or wishes know, 
 Be everlasting honours done 
 By all the church through Christ his Son. 
 
 HYMN 115. C. M. (Hymn 140. B. 1.) 
 
 A living and a deadfaith^ collected from several 
 
 scriptures, 
 
 1 MISTAKEN souls! that dream of heav'n 
 And make their empty boast 
 Of inward joys and sins forgiv'n, 
 While they are slaves to lust. 
 
 ^ Vain are our fancies, airy flights, 
 
 If faith be cold and dead ;, 
 
 None but a living pow'r unites 
 
 To Christ the living head. 
 
 Q 'Tis faith that changes ail the hearty 
 'Tis faith that works by love ; 
 That bids all sin ul joys depart, 
 And lifts the thoughts above. 
 
 4 'Tis faith that conquers earth and hell, 
 
 By a celestial power; 
 This is the gr ce that shall prevail 
 In the decisive hour. 
 
 5 [Faith must obey her Father's will» 
 
 As well as trust his grace ; 
 A pard'ning God is jealous still 
 For his own holiness. 
 
 6 When from the curse he sets us free^ 
 
 He makes our natures cleanj 
 
29S HYMN 116. 
 
 Nor would he send his Son to be 
 The minister of sin. 
 
 7 His spirit ()urifies our frame, 
 
 And seals our peace with God : 
 Jesus, and his salvation came 
 By water and by blood.] 
 
 HYMN 116. S. M. (Hymn 142 B 1.) 
 
 The humiliation and exaltation of Christ, 
 Isa. liii. 6-9—12. 
 
 1 LH^E sheep we went astray, 
 And broke the fold of God, 
 
 Each wand'rino- in a diff'rent way, 
 But all the downward road. 
 
 2 H')W dreadful was the hour, 
 When God our wand'rinffs laid. 
 
 And did at once his vens^eance pour 
 I Upon the shepherd's head ! 
 
 3 How g^lorious was the o^race, 
 When Christ sustain'd the stroke ! 
 
 His life and blood the shepherd pays 
 A ransom for the flock. 
 
 4 His honour and his breath 
 
 Were taken both away ; 
 Join'd with the wicked in his death 
 And made as vile as tliey. 
 
 5 But God shall raise his head 
 O'er all the sons of men ; 
 
 And make him s^e a num'rous seed 
 To recompense his pain. 
 
HYMN 117, lia «299 
 
 6 ** ril give him, sailli tlie Lord, 
 A portioii Willi the stu'iiju;; 
 He shall p^'^sess a large reward, 
 And hold his honours long. 
 
 HYMN 117. C. M. (Hymn 144. B. 1.) 
 
 The witntssing and sealing spirit. Kom. viil. 
 
 14, lt>. Eph.i. Id, 14. 
 
 1 WHY should the children of a King 
 
 Co mourning all their days 'i 
 Great Conilurier, descend and hring 
 fcorae tokens ot thy grace. 
 
 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, 
 
 And seal the heiis ot heav'n ! 
 When wilt thou banish iny complaints, 
 And show my sins torgiv'n ] 
 
 3 Assure my conscience of her part 
 
 In the Redeemer's blood ; 
 And bear thy witness wiiH my heart, 
 That 1 am born of God. 
 
 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, 
 
 I'he pledge of joys to come ; 
 And thy soft wing&^ celestial Dove, 
 W ill sale convey me home. 
 
 HYMN 118 C. M. (Hymn 145. B. 1.) 
 
 Christ and Aaron, taken from Heb. vii. & ix. 
 1 JESUS, in thee our eyes behold 
 A thousand glories more 
 Than the rich gems and polish'd gold 
 The sons of Aaron wore. 
 r2 
 
300 HYMN 118. 
 
 2 They first their own burnt off 'rings bro't, 
 
 To purire themselves from sin ; 
 Thy life was pure without a spot, 
 And all thy nature clean. 
 
 3 [Fresh blood, as constant as the day, 
 
 Was on their altar spilt ; 
 But thy one off' ring takes away 
 Forever all our guilt.] 
 
 4 [Their priesthood ran thro' several hands 
 
 For mortal was t .eir race ; 
 Thy tiever changing office stands, 
 Eternal as thy days.J 
 
 5 [Once in the circuit of a year, 
 
 With blood, but not his own, 
 Aaron within the vail appears, 
 Before the golden throne. 
 
 6 But Christ, by his own powerful blood, 
 
 Ascends above the skies, 
 And, in the presence of our God, 
 Shows his own sacrifice.] 
 
 7 Jesus, the King of glory reigns, 
 
 On Sion's heav'nly hill ; 
 Looks like a lamb that has been slaia. 
 And wears his priesthood still. 
 
 8 He ever lives to intercede 
 
 Before his Father's face ; 
 Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead- 
 Nor doubt the Father's grace. 
 
HYMN 110. 301 
 
 HYMN 119. L. M. (Hymn 146. B. 1.) 
 
 Character of Christ borrowed from inanimate 
 things in scripture. 
 
 1 [GO worship at Immanuel's feet. 
 See in his face what wonders meet! 
 Earth is too narrow to express 
 His worth, his glory, or his grace.] 
 
 2 [The whole creation can afford 
 
 But some faint shadows of my Lord ; 
 Nature to make his beauties known, 
 Must mingle colours not her own.] 
 
 3 [Is he compar'd to wine or bread 1 
 Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed ; 
 That flesh, that dying blood of thine, 
 
 Ig bread of life, is heav'nly wine.] 
 
 4 [Is he a tree ? The world receives 
 Salvation from his healing leaves : 
 
 That righteous branch, that fruitful bough, 
 Is David's root and offspring too.] 
 
 5 [Is he a rose ? Not Sharon yields 
 Such fragrancy in all her fields ; 
 Or if the lily he assume, 
 
 The vallies bless the rich perfume.] 
 
 6 [Is he a vine 1 His heav'nly root 
 Supplies the boughs with life and fruit ; 
 O let a lasting union join 
 
 My soul to Christ, the living vine !] 
 
 7 [Is he the head ? Each member lives, 
 And owns the vital pow'rs he gives ; 
 
302 HYMN 119. 
 
 The saints below, and saints above, 
 Join'd by the Spirit and his love.] 
 
 8 [Is he a fountain 1 There I bathe, 
 And heal the phigue of sin and death ; 
 These waters all my soul renew, 
 
 And cleanse my spotted garments too.| 
 
 9 [Is he a fire 1 He'll purge my dross ; 
 But the true gold sustains no loss; 
 Like a refiner shall he sit, 
 
 Au'i tread the refuse with his feet.j 
 
 10 [Is he a rock ? How firm he proves ! 
 The :iock of ages never moves; 
 
 Yet the swct streams that from hira flow. 
 Attend us all the desert through.} 
 
 11 [Is he a wav 1 He leads to God ; 
 The path is drawn in lines of blood ; 
 There wonld I wr»lk. with hope and zeal, 
 Till I arrive at Zion's hill.] 
 
 12 [ Is he a door ? I'll enter in : 
 Behold the pastures la.ge and green; 
 A naradise, divmely fair ; 
 
 None but the sheep have freedom there.] 
 
 13 [Is hf- design'd a corner stone, 
 For men to build their heav'n upon ? 
 I'll make him my foundation too, 
 Nor fear the plots of hell below.] 
 
 14 [Is he a temple ? I adore 
 
 Th' indwelling majesty and pow'r ; 
 And still to hi«! most holy place, 
 AVhene'er I pray I'll turn my face.][. 
 
HYMN 120. 303 
 
 15 [Is he a star ? He breaks the night, 
 Piercin<jf tl»e shades with dawning light ; 
 I know his glories from afar, 
 
 T know the bright, the morning star.] 
 
 16 [Is he a sun ? His beams are grace, 
 ^ His course is jo}' and rigliteousness ; 
 
 Nations rejoice when he appears, 
 
 To chase their clouds, and dry their tears.] 
 
 17 [O let me climb those higher skies, 
 Where storms and darkness never rise I 
 There he displays his pow'rs abroad. 
 And shines and reigns th' incarnate God.] 
 
 18 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars, 
 Nor heav'n, his full resemblance bears; 
 His beauties we can never trace. 
 
 Till we behold him face to face. 
 
 HYMN 120. L. M. (Hymn 147. 3. L) 
 
 The names and titles of Christ ; from several 
 scriptures. 
 
 1 ['TIS from the treasure of his word 
 I borrow titles for my Lord ; 
 
 Nor art nor nature can supply 
 Sufficient forms of majesty. 
 
 2 Bright imajre of the Father's face, 
 Shining with uiidiminish'd rays ; 
 Th' eternal God's eternal Son, 
 The heir and partner of his throne.] 
 
 3 The King of kings, the Lord most high, 
 Writes his own name upon his thigh : 
 
304 HYMN 1«1* 
 
 He wears a fifimient dipp'd in bload, 
 And breaks the nations with his rod. 
 
 4 Where grace can neither melt nor move^ 
 The Lam resents liis injur'd love. 
 Awakes his wrath without delay> 
 And Judah's h-n tears the prey. 
 
 & But when for works of peace he comes. 
 What v»inninj^ titles he assumes! 
 *' Li^ht of the world and -ife of men ;" 
 Ncr bears those characters in \:ain. 
 
 6 W^ith tender pity in his heart, 
 He acts the Mediator's part ; 
 
 A friend and brother he appears, 
 And well fuifrls the names he wears. 
 
 7 At lenjjth the Judge his throne ascends^. 
 Divides the rebels from his friends, 
 And saints in fuli fruition prove 
 
 His rich variety of love. 
 
 HYMN 121. L. M. (Hymn 149. B. I.) 
 
 Thp offices of Christ ; from several scriptures^ 
 
 X JOIN all the names of love and pow'r, 
 That e^er men or angel.i bore ; 
 Ad are too mean to speak his worth, 
 Or set Immanuel's glory forth. 
 
 ^ But oh ! what condescending ways 
 He takes to each his heav'niy grace f 
 My eyes with jny and wonder see 
 What forms of love ho bears to me.- 
 
HYMN 121. 305 
 
 3 [The " Anffel of the cov'nant" stands 
 With his comtnision in his hands, 
 Sent from his Father's milder throne, 
 To make the great salvation known.] 
 
 4 [Great Prophet! let me bless thy name; 
 By thee the joyful tidina^s came, 
 
 Of wrath appeasVI of sins forjriv*n, 
 
 Of hell subdu'd aud peace with heav'n.] 
 
 5 [My b ijrht Example, and my Guide, 
 I would be walkinc^ near thy side; 
 
 let nie never run astray, 
 Nor follow the forbidden way ! 
 
 6 I love my Shepherd ; he shall keep 
 My wond'ring soul amongst his sheep : 
 He feeds his flock, he calls their names, 
 And in his bosom bears the lambs.] 
 
 7 [My surety undertakes my cause, 
 Answ'ring his Father's broken laws ; 
 Behold my soul at freedom set, 
 
 My Surety paid the dreadful debt.] 
 
 8 [Jesus, my great High Priest, has died, 
 
 1 seek no 6>acrifice beside ; 
 
 His blood <lid once for all atone, 
 And now he pleads before the throne.J 
 
 9 I My Advr rate appears on high. 
 The Fatht^r lays his thunder by; 
 Not all that earlh or hell can say, 
 Shall turn my Father's heart away.] 
 
 )0 [My lord, my Conq'ror, and my King. 
 Thy sceptre, and tWy sword, 1 siag ; 
 
306 • ' HYMN 122. 
 
 Thine is the vict'ry, and I sit 
 A joyful subject at thy feet.] 
 
 11 [Aspire my soul' to sflorious deeds, 
 The "Captain of salvation" leads ; 
 March on, nor fear to win the day, 
 Though death and hell obstruct the way.] 
 
 12 [?^hould death, and hell, and pow'rs unknown 
 Put all their forms of mischief on, 
 
 *, I sshall be safe ; for Christ dis})lays 
 Salvation in more soy'reign ways.] 
 
 HYMN 123. L. M. (Hymn I. B. 2.) 
 A sono- of nroise to Gorh 
 
 1 NATURE, wi'h all her pow'r. shall sing, 
 God the Creator, and the Kin^ ; 
 
 Nor air. nor earth, nor skies, nor seas, 
 Deny the tribute of their praise. 
 
 2 rBejTJn to make his orlories known. 
 Ye seraphs, that sit near his throne ; 
 Tune your harps hifrh and spread the souiid, 
 To the creation's utmost bound. 
 
 3 FAIl mortal things of meaner frame, 
 Fxert your force, and own his name ; 
 Whilst with our souls, and with our voice, 
 We sintj his honours and our joys. 
 
 4 [To him be sacred all we have. 
 From the younir cradle to the orave : 
 Our lips shall his loud wonders tell, 
 And every word a miracle. 
 
 5 [Tht-se western sh'^trrs, our native land', 
 Lib safe in the Almighty's hand ! 
 
HYMJf 124. 30" 
 
 Our foes of vict'ry dream in vain, 
 And wear the captivating chain.] 
 
 6 [Raise monmental praises hig!i 
 
 To him that thunders thro' the sky, 
 And with an awful nod or frown, 
 Shakes an aspiring tyrant down. J 
 
 7 [Pillars of lasting brass proclaim 
 The triumphs of th' eternal name ; 
 While trembling nations read from far 
 The honours of the God of war.] 
 
 S Thus let our flamins: zeal employ 
 
 Our loftiest thoughts, and loudest songs; 
 Let tliere be sung with warmest joy 
 Hosanna from ten thousand tongues. 
 
 9 Yet, mighty God our feeble frame, 
 Attempts in vain to reach thy name ; 
 The strongest notes that angels raise, 
 Faint in the worship and the praise. 
 
 HYMN 124. C. M. (Hymn 2. B.3.) 
 
 The Death of a Sinner. 
 
 i MY thoughts on awful subjects roll, 
 Damnation and the dead ; 
 What horrors ^^eize the guilty soul 
 Upon a dying bed. 
 
 2 Iiing'ring about these mortal shores, 
 She makes a lonir delay, 
 'Til! like a firmed with rapid force. 
 Death sweeps the wretch away. 
 S 
 
30S HYitfN 125. 
 
 :3 Then, swift and dreadful, she descends 
 Down to the fiery coast, 
 Amongst abominable fiends, 
 Herself a frighted ghost. 
 
 4 There endless crowds of sinners he, 
 And darkness makes their chains ; 
 Tortur'd with keen despair they cry, 
 Yet wait for fiercer pains. 
 
 .5 Not all their anguish and their blood 
 For their old guilt atones, 
 Nor the compassion of a God 
 Shall hearken to their groans. 
 
 6 Amazing grace, that kept my breath 
 Nor bid my soul remove, 
 'Till 1 had learn'd ray Saviour's deatli. 
 And well in&ur'd his love ! 
 
 HYMN 125. G.M. (Hymn 3. B. 2.) 
 
 The Death and Burial of a Saint. 
 
 1 WHY do we mourn departing friends l 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms ? 
 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Are we not tending upward too 
 
 As fast as time can move ? 
 No; would we wish the hours more slo \r 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 '3 Wh> should we tremble to convey 
 Their bodies to the tomb 1 
 There the dear flesh of Jesus lay 
 
HYMN 1-26. 3{^ 
 
 And left a long perfume. 
 
 4 The graves of all the saints be blessM, 
 
 And soften'd every bed : 
 Where should the dying members rest, 
 But with the dying Head 1 
 
 5 Thence he arose, ascended high, 
 
 And shew d our feet the way: 
 Up to the Lord our flesh shall fly, 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 6 Then let the last loud trumpet soundj 
 
 And bid our kindred rise ; 
 Awake, ye nations under ground, 
 Ye saints ascend tlie skies. 
 
 HYMN 12G L. M. (Hymn 4 13.2) 
 
 Salvation in the Cross. 
 
 1 HERE at thy cross, my dying God, 
 I lay ray soul beneath thy love, 
 Beneath the dropj>ings of thy blood, 
 Jesus, nor shall it e'er remove. 
 
 2 Not all that tyrants think or say, 
 With rage and lirrhtning in their eyes, 
 Nor hell shall fright my heart away, 
 Should hell with all its legions rise. 
 
 3 Should worlds conspire to drive ine thcn< 
 Moveless and firm this heart should Yio. 
 ResoWd (for that's my last defence) 
 
 If \ must perish, there to die. 
 
 4 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear : 
 Am I not safe beneath thy shade 1 
 
aiO HY3IN 127 
 
 Thy vengeance wiJI not strike me here. 
 Nor satan dare my soul invade. 
 
 5 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood, 
 And all my foes shall lose their aim j 
 Hoi^anna to my dying God. 
 And my best honours to his name. 
 
 HYMN 127. C. M. (Hymn 6. B. 2.) 
 A Morning Song, 
 
 I ONCE more, my soul, the rising day 
 Salutes thy v/aking eyes : 
 Once more, my voice, ihy tribute pay 
 Tb him that rolls the skies. 
 
 2 Night unto night his name repeats, 
 
 The day r^^news the sound, 
 Wide as the heav'ns on which he sits 
 To turn the seasons round. 
 
 3 ^is he supports my mortal frame, 
 
 My tonjiue shall sj)eak his praise ; 
 My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, 
 And yet his wrath delays. 
 
 4 [On a poor worm thy ])ow'r might tread. 
 
 And 1 could neer withstand : 
 Thy justice miiiht have crush'd me dead. 
 But mercy held ihine hand. 
 
 ."> A th'usand wretched souls are fled 
 Since the last setting su»i. 
 And yet thou l»Mi::th':iest out my thrcad> 
 And yet my moments run.] 
 
HYMN 128. 311 
 
 <> Dear God, let all my hours be thine, 
 Whilst 1 enjoy the light; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
 .And bring a pleasant night. 
 
 HYMN 128. C. M. (Hymn 7. B. 2.) 
 
 An Evening Song. 
 
 1 Dread Sov^eign, let my evening song 
 
 Like holy incense rise : 
 Assist the off 'rings of my tongue, 
 To reach the lofty skies. 
 
 2 Throui^h all the dangers of the day 
 
 Thy hand uasstiii my guard, 
 And still to drive my wants away 
 Thy mercy stood prepared. 
 
 3 Perpetual blessings from above 
 
 Incompass me around ; 
 But O \\ov/ iew returns of love, 
 Hath my Creator found ! 
 
 4 What have I done for him that died 
 
 To save my wretched soul 1 
 How are my follies multiplied. 
 Fast as the minutes roil? 
 
 5 Lord, with this guilty heart of mine 
 
 To thy dear cross I flee. 
 And to thy grace my soul resign, 
 To be renew'd' by thee. 
 
 ^^ Sprinkled afresh v/ith pard'ning blood 
 i lay me down to rest, 
 
312 HYMN 129^. 
 
 As in the embraces of my God,. 
 Or on my Saviour's breast. 
 
 HYMN 129. C. M. (Hymn 8. B. 2^^) 
 A Hymn for morning or Evening. 
 
 1 Hosanna. with a cheerful sound, 
 
 To God's upholding hand ; 
 Ten thousand snares attend us round, 
 And yet secure we stand. 
 
 2 That was a most amazing pow'r, 
 
 That raised us with a word, 
 And every day and every hour, 
 We lean upon the Lord. 
 
 3 The ev'ning rests our weary head, 
 
 And angels guard the room ; 
 
 We wake, and we admire the bed 
 
 That waa not made our tomb. 
 
 4 The rising morning can't assure 
 
 That we shall end the day ! 
 For death stands ready at the door 
 To seize our lives away. 
 
 5 Our breath is forfeited by sin 
 
 To God's revenging law ; 
 We own thy grace immortal King, 
 In every gasp we draw. 
 
 ^ God is our sun, whose daily light 
 Our joy and safetv brings ; 
 Our feeble flesh lies safe at night 
 Beneath his shady wings. 
 
HYMN 130. 313 
 
 HYMN 130. C. M. (Hymn 10. B. 2.) 
 
 Parting with Carnal Joys. 
 
 1 My soul forsakes her vain delight 
 
 And bids the world farewell ; 
 Base as the dirt beneath my feet, 
 And mischievous as hell. 
 
 2 No longer will I ask your love, 
 
 Nor seek your friendship more ; 
 The happiness that I approve 
 Lies not withm your pow'r. 
 
 3 There's nothing round this spacious earth 
 
 That suits my large desire ; 
 
 To boundless joy and solid mirth 
 
 My nobler thoughts aspire. 
 
 4 [Where pleasure rolls its living flood, 
 
 From sin and dross refin'd, 
 Still springing from the throne of God, 
 And fit to cheer the mmd. 
 
 5 Th' Almighty Ruler of the sphere, 
 
 The gloiious and the great, 
 Brings his own Allsufficience there. 
 To make our bliss complete.] 
 
 C Had I the pinions of a dove, 
 I'd climb the heavenly road ; 
 There sits my Saviour drest in love, 
 And there my smiling Ciod. 
 HYMN 131. C. M. (Hymn 12. B. 2.) 
 Christ is the substance of the Lcvitical Priest- 
 hood. 
 I The true Messiah now appears, 
 
814 HYMN 13'2. 
 
 The types are all withdrawn ; 
 So fly the shadows and the stars 
 Before the rising dawn. 
 
 2 No smoaking; sweets, nor bleeding lambs, 
 
 Nor kid nor bullock slain : 
 Incense and spice of costly names 
 Would all be burnt in vain. 
 
 3 Aaron must lay his robes away, 
 
 His ndtre and bis vest, 
 When God himself comes down to be 
 The oft* 'ring and the priest. 
 
 4 He took our mortal flesh to show 
 
 The wonders of his love ; 
 For us he paid his life below 
 And prays for us above. 
 
 5 Father, he crys, forgive their sins, 
 
 For I myself have dy'd ; 
 And then he shows his opened veins. 
 And pleads his v/ounded side. 
 
 HYMN 132. L. M. (Hymn 13. B. 1.) 
 
 The Creation^ Preserimtion Dissolution^ and. 
 
 Restoration of this World. 
 
 1 Sino^ to the Lord that built the skies, 
 
 The Lord that rear'd this stately frames 
 Let all the nations sound his praise, 
 And lands unknown repeat his name. 
 
 2 He form'dthe seas, and form'd the hills, 
 
 Made ev'ry drop and ev^-y dvi«r. 
 
HYMN 13?. 3m 
 
 Nature and time with all their wheels, 
 And put them into motion first. 
 
 3 Now from his hiirh imperial throne, 
 
 He look far down upon the spheres, 
 He hids the shinin,^ orbs roil on, 
 
 And round he turns the hasty years^ 
 
 4 Thus shall this movin<of engit.e last 
 
 'Till all his saints are tjather'd in, 
 Tlien for the trumpet's dreadful blast 
 To shake it all to dust again ! 
 
 5 Yet when the sound shall tear the skies, 
 
 And b^iiJning burn the globe below, 
 Saint?., you may lift your joyful eyes, 
 There's a new heav'n and earth for you^ 
 
 HYMN 133. S. M. (Hymn 14. B. 2.) 
 Tiic Lnrd\s Day ; Or Delight in Ordinances 
 
 1 Welcome sweet day of rest, 
 
 That saw the l,ord arise ; 
 "Welcome to this revivinsj breast, 
 And these rejoicing eyes ! 
 
 2 The King himself comes near. 
 
 And feasts his saints to day ; 
 Here we may f-it and see him here^ 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 3 One day amidst the place 
 
 V. here my dear God hath been, 
 Is swf eter than ten thousand days 
 Of pleasurable sin. 
 
ol6 HYMN 134. 
 
 4 My willing soul would stay 
 In such a frame as this 
 And sit and sing herself away 
 To everlasting bliss. 
 
 HYMN 134. L. M. (Hymn 15. B. 2.) 
 
 The Enjoyment of Christ ; Or delight in Wor 
 
 ship. 
 1 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone, 
 
 Let my religious hours alone ; 
 
 Fain would my eyes my Saviour see, 
 
 I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. 
 
 3 My heart arrows warm with fire, 
 And kindles with a pure desire ; 
 Come my dear Jesus, from above. 
 And feed my soul with heav'nly love. 
 
 3 [The trees of life immortal stand 
 
 In beauteous rows at thy n^rht hand, 
 And in sweet murmurs by their side 
 Rivers of bliss perpetual glide. 
 
 4 Haste then but with a smiling face, 
 And spread the table of thy grace ; 
 Biingdnwn a taste of truth divine, 
 And cheer my heart with sacred wine.] 
 
 5 Rless'd Jesus, what delicious fare ! 
 How sweet thy entertainments are ! 
 Never did angels taste above 
 Redeeminff grace and dying love. 
 
 ^ Hail, great Tmmaniiel all divine ! 
 Ip thee thy Father's glories shine ; 
 
HYMN 135. ol r 
 
 Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest Oiie,^ 
 That eyes have seen, or aiigtls known. 
 
 HYMN 135. L M. (Hymn 16. B. 2.) 
 Part the Second. 
 
 1 Lord what a heaven of saving grace, 
 Shines through the beauties of thy face, 
 And lights our passions to a flame ! 
 Lord, how we love thy charming name. 
 
 2 When I can say, my God is mine, 
 When I can feel thy glories shine, 
 I tread the world beneath my feet, 
 And all the earth calls good and great. 
 
 3 While such a Scene of sacred joys. 
 Our raptur'd eyes and souls employs^ 
 Here we could sit and gaze away, 
 
 A long an everlasting dny. 
 
 4 Well, we shall quickly pass the night, 
 To the fair coast of perfect light ; 
 Then shall our joyful senses rove 
 O'er the dear object of our love.' 
 
 5 [There shall we drink full draughts ^f bliss 
 And pluck new life from heavenly tn * s I 
 Yet now and then, dear Lord, besto'.v 
 
 A drop of heav'n on worms below. 
 
 6 Send comforts down from thy right bund, 
 While we pass through this barren 1,* nd ; 
 And in ihy temple let us see 
 
 A glimpse of love, a glimpse of Thef. ] 
 
318 HYMN 136. 
 
 HYMN 136. C. M. (Hymn 17. Book 2.) 
 Go(Vs Eternity, 
 
 1 RISE my soul and leave the ground, 
 
 Stretch all thy thoughts abroad, 
 And rouse up ev'ry tuneful sound 
 To praise th' eternal God. 
 
 2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread, 
 
 Jehovah fill'd his throne ; 
 Or Adam form'd, or angels made, 
 Jehovah hv'd alone. 
 
 3 His boundless years can ne'er decrease, 
 
 But still maintain their prime; 
 Eternity's his dwelling place, 
 And ever is his time. 
 
 4 While like a tide our minutes flow, 
 
 The present and the past, 
 He fills bis own immortal NOW, 
 And sees our ages waste. 
 
 .5 The sea and sky must perish too,' 
 And vast destruction come ; 
 The creatures, look ! how old they grow 
 And wait their fiery doom. 
 
 6 Well, let the sea shrink all away, 
 And flame melt down the skies, 
 My God shall live an endless day, 
 When old creation dies. 
 
 HYMN 137. L. M. (Hymn 18. B. 2.) 
 
 The Ministry of Angels. 
 I HIGH on a hill of dazzling light 
 The King of gloiy spreads his seat, 
 
HYMN 138. 319 
 
 And troops of angels stretched for flight, 
 Stand uaitujo- ic;und his awful feet. * 
 
 2 " Go," saith the Lord, " my Gabriel, go 
 Salute the Virgin's fruitful wojjib ; 
 Make haste, ye cheiubs d;»vn below, 
 Sing and (jroclaim the Saviour's come." 
 
 3 Here a brijjht squadron leaves the skies. 
 And ihick around Elisha stands; 
 Anon a heav'nly soldier flies 
 
 And wreaks the chains from Peter's hands. 
 
 4 Thy wing'd troops. O God of hosts, 
 Walton ihy wand'ring church below; 
 Here we are sailing to thy coasts, 
 Let angels be our convoy too. 
 
 5 Are they not all thy servants. Lord ? 
 At thy oomniand they go and come ; 
 AVith cheerful haste obey thy word, 
 And guard thy children to their home. 
 
 HYxMN 138. G. M. (Hymn 19. B. 2.) 
 Our Frail Bodies, and God our Preserver 
 
 1 LET others boast how strong they be, 
 
 ]V( r death nor danger fear ; 
 But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee, 
 What feeble things we are. 
 
 2 Fresh as tiie sfrass r^ir bodies stand. 
 
 And flourish bright and nay ; 
 A blastitirr ^vi^d sweeps o'er the land,- 
 And fades the grass away. 
 
320 HYMN 139. 
 
 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, 
 
 And dies if one be gone ^ 
 Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings 
 Should keep in tune so long. 
 
 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, 
 
 The God that built us first ; 
 Salvation to the Almighty name 
 That rear'd us from the dust. 
 
 [He spoke, and straight our hearts and brains. 
 
 In all their motions rose ; 
 Let blood, said he, flow round the veins ! 
 
 And round the veins it flows. 
 
 6 While we have breath to use our tongues, 
 Our Maker we'll adore ; 
 His spirit moves our 'heaving lungs, 
 Or they would breathe no more.] 
 
 HYMN 139. C. M. (Hymn 20. B 2.) 
 Backslidings and Returns : Or the Inconstana/ 
 of our Love. 
 
 1 Why is my heart so far from thee, 
 
 My God, my cliief deliglit ? 
 Why are my thoughts no more by day 
 With thee no more by night 1 
 
 2 [Why should my foolish passions rove 1 
 
 AVhere can such sweetness be, 
 As I have tasted in thy love, 
 As I have found in thee.] 
 
 ^ When my forgetful soul renews 
 The favor of thv Jiracc, 
 
HYMN 139. 0'21 
 
 My heart presumes I cannot lose 
 The relish all my days. 
 
 1 But ere one fleetino^ hour is past, 
 The flatt'ririor world employs 
 Some sensual bait to seize my taste, 
 And to pollute my joys. 
 
 5 [Trifles of nature, or of art, 
 
 With fair deceitful charms. 
 Intrude into my thoughtless heart, 
 And thrust me from thy arms. 
 
 6 Then I repent and vex my soul. 
 
 That I should leave thee so ; 
 Where will those wild affections roll 
 That let a Saviour go ? 
 
 7 [Sin's promis'd joys are turn'd to pain, 
 
 And I am drown'd in grief ? 
 But my dear Lord returns again, 
 lie flies to my relief: 
 
 8 Seizing my soul with sweet surprise, 
 
 He draws with loving bands ; 
 Divine compassion in his eyes, 
 And pardon in his hands.] 
 
 9 [Wretch that I am, to wander thus, 
 
 In chase of false delight ! 
 Let me be fasten'd to thy cross, 
 Rather than lose thy sight.] 
 
 JO [Make haste my days to roach the goalj 
 And bring my heart to rest 
 On the dear centre of my soul. 
 My God, my Saviour's breast.] 
 
322 HYMN 140. 
 
 HYMN 140 S.M. (Hymn 21 B. 2.) 
 
 A Song of Praise to God the Redeemer. 
 
 1 LET tlie old heathens tune their st»ng 
 Of ^reat Diana and of Jove ; 
 
 But the sweet theme that moves my tongue 
 Is my Redeemer and his love. 
 
 2 Behold a God d'^scends and dies, 
 To save my soul fr«>m g-aping hell ; 
 How the black arulph where Satais lies, 
 Yawn'd to receive me when I fell ! 
 
 3 How justice frown'd and venw'eance stood, 
 To drive me down to endless pain ! 
 
 But the sfre;t Son proposed his blood, 
 And heavenly wrath grew mild again. 
 
 4 Infinite lover, gracious Lord, 
 To thee be endless honors giv'n ; 
 Thy wond'rous natne shall be ador'd 
 Round the wide earth and wider heav'ii 
 
 HYMN 141. S.M. (Hymn 22. B. 2.) 
 
 With God there is terrible 3Iojesti/. 
 
 1 TERRIBLE God that reign'st on high, 
 How awful is thy thund'ring hand ; 
 Thy fiery bolts, how fierce thy flv. 
 Nor can all earth or hell withstand. 
 
 2 This the old rebel ans^els knew, 
 And Satan fell beneath thy frown : 
 Thine arrows struck the traitor throuo-h. 
 And wei'ihty vengeance sunk him down. 
 
 3 Tliis Sodom felt, and feels it still, 
 
UYMN 14-2. S23 
 
 And roars beneath the eternal load ; 
 Willi endless burnings vvlio can dwell, 
 Or bear the fury of a God 7 
 
 4 Tremble ye sinners and submit, 
 
 Throw down your arms before his throne, 
 Bend your heads low beneath his feet 
 Or his strong hand shall crush you down. 
 
 5 And ye bless'd saints that love him too, 
 Wit!j rev'rence bow before his name ; 
 Thus all the heavenly servants do ; 
 God is a bright and burning flame. 
 
 HYMN 142. L. M. (Hymn 23. B. 2.) 
 27ie Sight of God and Christ in Heaven. 
 
 1 DESCEND from heav'n immortal Dove, 
 Stoop down and take us on thy wings, 
 And mount and bear us far above 
 
 The reach of these inferior things ; 
 
 2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky, 
 Up where eternal ajjes roll. 
 Where solid pleasures never die, 
 And fruits immortal feast the soul. 
 
 ^ O for a sight, a pleasant sight 
 Of our Almighty Father's throne! 
 There sits our Saviour crown'd with light, 
 Cloth'd in a body like our own. 
 
 4 Adoring saints around him stand, 
 
 And thrones and pow'rs before him fall ; 
 The God shines gracious through the man. 
 And sheds sweet glories on them all. 
 
 T2 
 
o24 HYMN 143. 
 
 5 O what amazing joys they feel, 
 Willie to tiifcir g- »ldeii harps they sing-, 
 And Sit on every heav'nly hill, 
 
 And spread the triumphs of their King ! 
 
 6 Wh'-n shall the day, dear Lord, appear, 
 That [shall mount to <!we.H above, 
 And stand and bow amongst 'em there, 
 And view thy face, and sing, and love 1 
 
 HYMN 143. C. M. (Hymn 28. B. 2.) 
 Death and Eternity. 
 
 1 STOOP d wn my tho'ts that usM to rise. 
 Converse a while wi'h death: 
 
 Think how a gasping mortal lies, 
 And pTants away his breath. 
 
 2 His quiv'ring lip hangs feeble down, 
 
 His puLse IS Taint and icw^ 
 Then speerhiess with a doleful groan. 
 He bids the world adieu. 
 
 3 But O, tue soul that never dies ! 
 
 At once it leaver the clay ! 
 Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies. 
 And track its wond'rous way. 
 
 4 Up to tlie courts where angels dwell. 
 
 It mounts triunjphant there, 
 Or devils plunge it down to hell, 
 In infinite despair. 
 
 5 And must my body faint and die ? 
 
 Awd must this soul remove ? 
 Oh. i. . so.'ue guardian augei nigh 
 To hear it sale above. 
 
HYMN 144. 325 
 
 <3 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand, 
 My naked soul I trust ; 
 And my flesh waits f )r thy command, 
 To drop into my dust. 
 
 HYMN 144. C. M. (Hymn 29. B. 2.) 
 
 Redemption by Price and Power. 
 1 JESU*^ With all thy saints above, 
 
 My tongjue would bear her part, 
 Would sound aioud thy saving love. 
 
 And sing thy bleeding i>eart. 
 
 ^ Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, 
 Who bought me with his blood, 
 And quench'd his Father's flaming sword, 
 In his own vital flood. 
 
 3 The lamb that freed my captive soul 
 
 From Satan's heavy chains, 
 And sent the lion down to howl, 
 Where hell and horror reigns. 
 
 4 All glory to the dying lamb. 
 
 And never ceasing praise, 
 While angels live to know his name, 
 Or saints to feel his grace. 
 HYMN 145. S. M. (Hymn 30. B. 2.) 
 Heavenly Joy on Earth. 
 
 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 sorrows of the mind 
 
 Be banished from the place ! 
 
tiJiG HVMN 145. 
 
 Keligion never was design'd 
 To make our pleasures! ess.] 
 
 J3 Let those refuse to sing, 
 
 That never knew our God, 
 But lav'rites of the lieav'nly King 
 May speak their joys abroad. 
 
 4 [The God that rules on high, 
 
 And thunders when he please, 
 That rides upon the stormy sky, 
 And manages the seas. 
 
 5 Ihis awful God is our's, 
 
 Our Father and our love, 
 He shall send down his heav'niy powVs 
 To carry us above. 
 
 There we shall see his face, 
 And never, never sin ; 
 There from the rivers of his grace 
 Drink endless pleasures in. 
 
 7 Yes, and before we rise 
 
 To that immortal state, 
 The thoughts of such amazing bliss. 
 Should constant joy create. 
 
 8 [The men of grace have found 
 
 Glory begun below, 
 Celestial fruits on earthly ground 
 From faith and liope may grow. 
 
 tJ [The hill of Sion yields 
 
 A thousand sacred sweets, 
 Bx^fore v.'e reach the heav'nlv fields, 
 
HYMN 146. 327 
 
 Or walk the golden streets. 
 
 10 Then let our songrs abound, 
 And every tear be dry ; 
 We're marching thro' Irnmanuel's ground 
 To fairer worlds on high.] 
 
 HYMN 146. L. M. (Hymn 31. B. 2.) 
 
 Clirisfs Presence makes Death easy, 
 1 WHY should we start and fear to die ? 
 What tinj'r;>ijs worms we mortals are ! 
 Death is the gate of endless joy, 
 And yet \ve dread to enter there. 
 
 H The pains, the groans, and dying strife 
 Frji^ht our a!)pr'!anhing souls away ; 
 Still we shrink back a^ain to life, 
 Fond of our p'ison and our clay. 
 
 3 Oh ! if my Lord would come and meet, 
 My soul should stretch her wings in haste, 
 Fly fearless tlirouirh death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she pass'd. 
 
 4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
 Feel soft as downv pillows are. 
 While on Jiis breast I lean mv head. 
 And breathe my life out sweetiv there. 
 
 HYMN 147. C. M. Y Hymn 32. B. 1 
 
 Frailly ami Folly. 
 I H(^W short and hasty is our life; 
 How vnst onr soul's affairs ! . 
 Yet senseless mortals vainly stnve' 
 To lavish out their years. ^ 
 
 S 
 
:]28 uYMN 148. 
 
 2 Our days run thoughtlessly along, 
 
 Without a moment's stay ; 
 Just like a story or song 
 We pass our lives away. 
 
 3 God from on hig^h invites us home ! 
 
 But we march heedless on, 
 And ever hast'ning to the tomb, 
 Stoop downwards as we run. 
 
 4 How we deserve the deepest hell 
 
 That slight the joys above ! 
 What chains of v*^^ ngeance should we feel 
 That break such cords of love? 
 
 5 Draw us, O God, with sov'reign grace, 
 
 And lift our thoughts on high. 
 That we may end this mortal race. 
 And see salvation nigh. 
 
 HYMN 148. C. M. (Hymn 34. B. 2.) 
 Breathing after the Holy Spirit ; or, Fervencu 
 of Devotion desired, 
 1 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, 
 Kindle a flame of sn^^-^^d love 
 In these cold hearts of ours. 
 
 3 Look, how we grovel here below, 
 Fond of th« se trifling toys : 
 Our souls can neither fly nor go 
 To reach eternal joys. 
 
 ■H In vain we tune our formal songs, 
 In vain we strive to rise. 
 
HoiN 149. 329 
 
 Jlosannas' languish on our tongues, 
 And our devotion dies. 
 
 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever lie 
 
 At this poor dyino- rate ? 
 Our love so faint, so cold to thee, 
 
 And thine to us so great ? 
 
 Come, Holy SjDirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 With all thy quick'aing pow'rs, 
 
 Come, shed abroad a Saviours love, 
 And that shall kindle ours. 
 
 HYMN 149. C. M. (Hymn 35. B. 2.). 
 Praise to God for Creation and Redemption. 
 1 LET them neglect thy glory Lord, 
 Who never knew thy grace ; 
 But our loud song shall still record 
 The wonders of thy praise. 
 
 '2 We raise our shouts Oh God, to thee, 
 And send them to thy tlironc ; 
 All glory to the united three, 
 The undivided One. 
 
 • I 'Twas he, (and we'll adore his name) 
 That forin'd us by a word ; 
 'Tishe restores our rnin'd frame : 
 Salvation to the Lord ! 
 
 4 llosanna! let the earth and skies 
 Repeat the joyful sound; 
 Rocks, hills, and vales reflect the voice 
 In one eternal round. 
 
;>t]0 HYMN 159. 
 
 HYMN 150. C. M ( Hymn 37. B. 2.) 
 
 1 Lift up your eyfs to th' heav'nly seat 
 
 Wl ere your Redeemer &tays : 
 Kind intercessor, there he sits, 
 And loves, and pleads, and prays. 
 
 2 'Twas well, my soul, he died for thee, 
 
 And shed his vital blood, 
 Appeas'd stern justice on the tree, 
 And then arose to God 
 
 tj Petitions now and praise may rise, 
 And saints their off 'rings bung, 
 The priest with his own sacrifice 
 Presents them to the King 
 
 4 [Let Papists trust what names they please* 
 Their saints and angels boast : 
 We've no such advocates as these, 
 Nor pray to the heav'nly host.] 
 
 ,5 Jesus alone shall bear my cries 
 Up to his Father's throne ; 
 He, dearest Lord, perfumes my sigbe, 
 And sweetens ev'ry groan. 
 
 (J [Ten thousand praises to the King, 
 Ho?anna in the highest ; 
 Ten thousand thanks our spirits bring 
 To God, and to his Christ.] 
 
 HYMN 151. C. M. THymn 38. B. 2.) 
 
 Love to God. 
 I Happy the heart where graces reign 
 Where love inspires the breast : 
 
ayMN 15^. 3^j 
 
 Love is the brightest of the train, 
 And strengthens all the rest. 
 
 2 Knowledo^e, alas ! 'tis all in vain, 
 
 And all in vain our fear : 
 Our stubborn sins will fight and reio-m. 
 If love be absent there. ^ 
 
 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 
 
 In swift of obedience move ; 
 The devils know, and tremble too, 
 But Satan cannot love. 
 
 4 This is the grace that lives and sings, 
 
 When faith and hope shall cease ; 
 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
 In the sweet realms of bliss. 
 
 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, 
 
 Or leave this dark abode. 
 The wings of love bear us away 
 To see our smiling God. 
 
 HYMxN 152. C. M. (Hymn 42. B. 2.) 
 Delight in God. 
 
 1 My G d, what endless plea^^ures dwell 
 
 Above at thy right hand ! 
 Th« courts below, how amiable, 
 Where all thy graces stand ! 
 
 2 The swallow near thy temple lies, 
 
 A id chirps a cheerful note; 
 The iRrk mounts upwards tow Vd the skies. 
 And tunes her warbling throat. 
 
 3 And we, when in thy presence. Lord, 
 
 We shout with joyful tongues : 
 
33-2 HYMN 153. 
 
 Or sitting round our Father's board. 
 We crown the feast with songs. 
 
 4 While Jesus shines with quick'ning grace^ 
 
 We sing and mount on high ; 
 But if a frown becloud his face, 
 We faint and tire and diev 
 
 5 Just as we see the lonesoitie dove 
 
 Bemoan her widow'd state 
 Wand'ring she flies through all the grove, 
 And mourns her loving mate. 
 
 6 Just so our thoughts, from thing to things 
 
 In restless circles rove ; 
 Just so we droop and hang the wing 
 When Jesus hides his love. 
 
 HYMN 153. L. M. (Hymn 43 B. 2.) 
 Chrhfs Sufferings and Glory. 
 
 1 NOW for a tune of lofty praise 
 To great Jehovah's equal Son ! 
 Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays, 
 Tell the loud wonders he has done. 
 
 2 Sing how he left the worlds of light, 
 And the bright rohes he wore above; 
 How swift and joyful was his flight 
 On winjrs of everlasting love. 
 
 ■& 
 
 3 (Down to this base, this sinful eartli, 
 lie came to raise our nature high ; 
 He came t' atone almighty wrath ; 
 Jesns the God was born to die) 
 
IIYMN 151. 333 
 
 4 (Hell and its lions roar'd around, 
 
 Hvs precious blood the monsters spilt; 
 Whilfc weighty sorrows pressed hiia down. 
 Large as the loads of all our guilt.) 
 
 5 Deep in the shades of gloomy death, 
 Th' almigVity captive pris'ner lay : 
 Th' alrnijrht) captive left the earth, 
 And rose to everlasting day. 
 
 Lift up youreyesjye sons of light. 
 Up to his throne hf shining orace ; 
 Soe what immortal glories sit 
 Round the sweet beauties of his face. 
 
 7 Amongst a thousand harps and songs 
 Jesus the God exalted reigns, 
 His sacred name fills all their tongues, 
 And echoes through the heav'nly plains. 
 
 HYMN 154. L. M. (Hymn 44. B- 2.) 
 Hell: or the vengeance of Cod^ 
 WITH holy fear and l.unible song, 
 
 1 The dreadful God our souls adore, 
 Rev'rence and awe becotuts the tongue 
 That speaks the terrors of his puw'r. 
 
 ^ Fa' in the deep where darkness dwells, 
 The land of horror and despair, 
 Justice has built a dismal hell. 
 And laid her stores of vengeance there. 
 
 3 f Eternal plagues, and heavychaias. 
 Tormenting racks and fi'ry coals, 
 And darts to inflict immortal pains, 
 J>y'i\ in blood of damned sculs^ 
 
334 HYMN 155. 
 
 4 There Satan the first sinner lies, 
 And ro >rs. and hites his iron bands ; 
 In vain the rebel strives to rise, 
 
 Crush'd with the weight of both th/ hands.) 
 
 5 There guilty ghosts of Adam's race 
 Shriek out and howl beneath tl)^ rod ; 
 Once they Could scorn a Savj-iuv's grace, 
 But they incensed a dreadful God. 
 
 6 Tremble, my sodI. and k ss the Son ; 
 Sinner, obey thy Savifiur's call ; 
 Else your damnation hastens on, 
 And hell gapes wide to wait your fall. 
 
 HYMN 155. L. M. (Hym?j 45. B. 2.) 
 Gorl^s Condescension to pur Worship, 
 1 THY favours. Lord, surprize our souls; 
 Will the eternal dwell with us ? 
 "What canst ihou find beneath the poles, 
 To tempt thy chariot downward thus 1 
 
 •2 Still might he fill his starry throne. 
 
 And please his ears witi. Ciobi-ioPo oon^o, 
 But heavenly Majesty comes down, 
 And bows to hearken to pur tongues. 
 
 3 Great God! what poor returns we pay 
 For Jive • intiiiite a.s il;i. e: 
 Words aro but air, and tc gues but clay, 
 But thy compassion 's all < ivine. 
 
 HYMN 156. T.. M. (Hymn 47. B. 2 ) 
 
 Glory and Grace in the Person of Christ. 
 1 NOW to the Lord a noble song ! 
 
HYMN 157. 32rj 
 
 Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue ; 
 
 Hosanna to the eternal name, 
 
 And all his boundless love proclaim.. 
 
 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face 
 The brightest image of his grace; 
 God, in the person of his Soii 
 
 Has all his mightiest works outdone. ^ 
 
 3 The spacious earth, and spreading flood, 
 Proclaim the wise and p*»w'rful God, 
 And thy rich glories from afar 
 Sparkle in every rolling star: 
 
 4 But in his looks a glory stands : 
 The noblest labor of thine hands : 
 The pleasing lustre of his eyes 
 Outshines the lustre of the skies. . 
 
 5 Grace ! 'tis a sweet a charming theme ; 
 My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! 
 Ye angels dwell upon the sound ; 
 
 Ye heav'ns reflect it to the ground I 
 
 Q Oil may I live to reach the place 
 \Vh*^i'e he unveils his lovely face ! 
 ^Vh^"*® ^'^ '"^ beauties you behold, 
 And sing his name to harps of gold ! 
 
 HYMN 157. C. M. (Hymn 48. B,2.) 
 Love to the Creatures is dangerous. 
 I HOW vain are all things here below f 
 How false and yet how fair ! 
 Each pleasure hath its poiscm too ; 
 And ev'ry sweet a snare. 
 
336 HYMN 158. 
 
 2 The brij^litest 1 hinges below the sky 
 
 Give but a flat'ring; li^bt ; 
 We should suspect some danger nigh, 
 Where we possess dehght. 
 
 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, 
 
 The partners of our blood, 
 How they divide our wav'ring minds, 
 And leave but half for God ! 
 
 4 The fondness of a creature's love 
 
 How strong it strikes the sense ? 
 Thither the warm affections move, 
 Nor can we call 'em thence. 
 
 3 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be 
 My soul's t'ternal food ; 
 And grace command my heart away 
 Frf>m all created good. 
 
 HYMN 158. C. M. (Hv'n 49. B. 2.) 
 Moses dying in the embrace of God, 
 
 1 DEATH cannot make our souls afraid, 
 
 If God be with us there ; 
 AVe may walk th.^ugh the darkest shade, 
 And never yield to fear. 
 
 2 I could renounce my all below, 
 
 If my creator bid ; 
 And run, if J were call'd to go, 
 And die as Moses did. 
 
 3 Might T but dime to Pisgali's top. 
 
 And view the prorois'd land, 
 My flesh itself should lonar to drop, 
 And pray for the command. 
 
HYMN 159. 337 
 
 4 elapsed in my beav'niy Father's arms, 
 I would fortret my breath, 
 
 And I'ise my life a-.ion ^ the charms 
 Of so divine a death. 
 HYMN 159. L M. (Hymn 51. B. 2.) 
 God tilt Sun equal with the Father. 
 
 1 B. JGHT Kmg .f Glory, dreadiul God ! 
 Our spirits bow before thy seat : 
 To thee we lift a humble thought, 
 And worship at thine awful feet. 
 
 ^ [Thy power hath formed thy wisdom sways 
 Ail nature with a sovereign word; 
 And the bright world of stars obeys 
 The will of their superior Lord.] 
 
 3 [Mercy and truth unite in one, 
 And, smilmg, sit at thy right hand : 
 Eternal justice guards thy throne, 
 
 And vengeance waits thy dread command.] 
 
 4 A thousand seraphs strong and bright, 
 Stand rou.id the glorious Deity ; 
 
 But who amtmgst the sons of light, 
 Pretends coajparisoii with thee? 
 
 5 Y< t there is one, of human frame, 
 Jesus, array'd in flesh and blood, 
 Ihinks It no robbery to claim 
 
 A lull equality with God. 
 
 6 [Their glory shines with equal beams: 
 Tlifir essence is forever one, 
 
 Tho' they are known by dift''rent names. 
 The Father God, and God the kSon. 
 
S38 HYMN 16Q. 
 
 7 Then let the name of Christ, our Kingy 
 With equal honours be ador'd : 
 His praise let every angel sing, 
 And aJl the natioiis own the Lord.] 
 
 HYMN 160. C M. (Hymn 54. B. 2 
 
 Gocfs presence is light in dark- ess, 
 
 1 MY God. the spring of all my joys, 
 
 The life of my delights. 
 The glory of rny brightest days. 
 And comfort of nights ! 
 
 2 In darkest shades, if he appear, 
 
 My dawning is begun ! 
 He is my soul's sweet 3Iorning Star, 
 And he my rising Suru 
 
 3 The opening heavens around me shine 
 
 With beam?' of sacred bliss, 
 While Jesus shews his heart is mine, 
 And whispers — I 'am his. 
 
 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay 
 
 At that transporting word ; 
 Run up with joy the shining way, 
 T' embrace my dearest Lord T 
 
 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
 
 I'd break through every foe ; 
 The wings of love, and arms of faith 
 Should bear me conqu'ror through. 
 
 HYMN 161. CM. f Hymn 55. B. 2.) 
 
 Frail life, and succeeding eternity. 
 X THER we adore. Eternal Name, 
 And humbly own to thee 
 
HYIN 162. 039 
 
 How feeble is (ur inortal frame ; 
 What dvmg worms are we ! 
 
 fj [Our w-as^inir li'es grow shorter still, 
 As months ar.d day^s increa-^e ; 
 And every I eatinii pdse we tell 
 Leaves but die nunber less. 
 
 .3 The yeai rolls ound. and steals away 
 Thf .Meath^hat first ii gave ; 
 Whace'er w« do, \yiiere'er we be. 
 We're tr v'ling to the ^vave.] 
 
 4 Dangers taiid ttiick thro' al! the groundr 
 To o'^'h us to the torab; 
 A"dfi'"^e diseahr^j ivait around, 
 T/. bnrry mortals i.-nje. 
 
 .5 Good God, on what a slender .v^ead 
 Hiins: everlastmar thin?- r' 
 Th' eternal slates of rill the dead 
 UjKm life's feeble .striiim^ 
 
 Q Inj&nite joy, or endless wo, 
 Attends i»n every breath ; 
 And yrt how uncon' ern'd we j:?^^ 
 I pon the brink of d^—'' 
 V Waken. O Lord, -~.^ j..-^,, ^^ t^;{lbe 
 To walk this darig'rous roa ; 
 And if our souls are hurried hence, 
 May they be fuu.nd with liod. 
 
 HYMN 16-2. L M. (Hymn 57 B. 2.) 
 
 Tke pleasures of a good conscience. 
 LORD. h<i*;v secure and blesi are they 
 Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin 
 
340 HYMN 163. 
 
 I 
 
 Should storms of wraih shake earth & sea, 
 Their minds have hea^^en and peace within. 
 
 2 The day glides sveeil^ o'er their heads. 
 Made up of innocence and love; 
 And soft and sileit as the shades, 
 Their nightly miiutts gently move. 
 
 3 [Quick as their thought&their joys come on, 
 But fly not half so fast avay \ 
 Thieir souls are ever brigit as noon, 
 And calm as summer evemigs be. 
 
 4 How oft they look to th' hea-enly hills. 
 Where groves of living pleasu.es grow 1 
 And longing hope^ ^"<^ cheerfii. smiles, 
 »Lt undisturb'-' "P^» their brow.] 
 
 ''- The/ "^^orn to seek our golden toys ; 
 lut spend the day and share the nitrht 
 In n'^mb'ring o'er the richer joys, 
 •^at heaven prepares for their delight. 
 
 « . h"Je u-retched v/e, like worms and moles 
 ^^ §-'ov'ling in the dust below; 
 
 ^I'migluv orrace, renew our souls, 
 And we'll aspiio .. ^,.„„ ,^^ ' 
 
 H YM INT 1 « Q r \f { ' I vam .58. B . 2.) 
 
 The shortness of life, and the goodness of God. 
 
 1 TIME ! what an e.Tipty vapour His 
 
 And days, how s\v iff they are ! 
 
 Swift as an Indian arrow flies, 
 
 Or like a shooting star. 
 
 2 [The present moments just appear 
 Then slide away in haste > 
 
HYMN 
 
 164. ^41 
 
 That we can never say— they're herd: 
 But only say—they're past. 
 
 ri Onr life is ever on the win^, 
 Aud death is ever nigh ; 
 The moment when onr lives begin, 
 We ali begin to die,] 
 
 4 Yet, mighty God one fleeting days 
 Thy lasting favours share ; 
 Yet, with the bounties of thy grace, 
 Thou load'st the rolling year. 
 
 i5 'Tis sovereign mercy finds us food, 
 And we are cloth'd with love ; 
 While grace stands pointing out the road 
 That leads our souls above. 
 
 6 His goodness runs an endless round ; 
 
 All glory to the Lord ! 
 His mercy never knows a bound; 
 And be his name ador'd ! 
 
 7 Thus we begin the lasting song; 
 
 And when we close our eyes. 
 Let the next age thy praise prolong, 
 
 Till time and nature dies. ' 
 
 HYMN 164. C. M. (Hymn 61. B. 2.) 
 
 A tkoughtof death and glory. 
 
 1 MY soul, come, meditate the day, 
 
 And think how near it stands, 
 When thou must quit this house of claf. 
 And fly to unknown laods. 
 
 2 [And you, mine eyes, look down and view 
 
 The hollow gaping tomb 
 
342 HYMN 165. 
 
 This laploomv prison waits ior you, 
 ^vhene'er the summons come.] 
 
 3 Ob I could wp flie with ♦h'>9t- that die. 
 
 And pJJicR US in th^ir stead : 
 Then would our spirits learn to flj, 
 And converse vyith the dead. 
 
 4 Then we should *!ee the saints above 
 
 In their own glorious for^ns. 
 And wonder why our souls should love 
 io dwell with mortal worms, 
 
 5 [How we should scorn these clothes of flesh, 
 
 I hese fetters and this load, 
 
 And long for evening- to undress, 
 
 That we may rest with God.] 
 
 6 We should almost forsake our clay- 
 
 Before the Pommons come, 
 And pray and wish our souls away 
 To their eternal home. 
 
 HY\TN 165,^ C. M. (Hymn 62. B. 2.) 
 
 God the thimrLrer ; o/', the last judgment Sf helL 
 5 ING to the Lord, ye h^^avenly hosts, 
 And thou. O earth, adore ; 
 Let death >nd hpli,tbro' all their coasts, 
 Stand trembling at his power. 
 
 2 His SGurtding chariot shakes the sky, 
 
 He makes the clouds his throne : 
 There all his stores of lightning lie, 
 Till vengeance darts theni down. 
 
 3 His nostrils breathe out fiery streams — 
 
 And from hie awful tongue 
 
BYMN 166. 430 
 
 A sovereififn voice divides the flameS} 
 And thun«fer rolls along ! 
 
 4 Think, O my soul, the dreadful day, 
 
 W hen this incensed God 
 Shall rend the sky, and burn the sea, 
 And fling his wrath abroad ! 
 
 5 What shall the wretch, the siinner do? 
 
 He once dely'd the Lord : 
 But he shall dread the Thunderer now, 
 And sink beneath his word. 
 
 € Tempests of angry fire shall roll, 
 To blast the rebel worm, 
 And beat upon his*naked soul 
 In one eternal storm. 
 
 HYMN 166. C. M (Hymn 63. B. 2.) 
 
 A J liner al t/ioug ht. 
 1 HARK! fioin the tombs, a doleful sound I 
 Mine ears, attend the cry — 
 " Yo living men, come, view the ground 
 '• Where you must shortly lie. 
 
 % " Princes, this clay must be your bed, 
 ♦' In spite of all your towers : 
 *' The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head 
 " Must lie as low as ours." 
 
 3 Great God, is this our certain doom? 
 
 And are we si ill secure ? 
 Still walking downward to the tpmb, 
 And yet prepared no more 1 
 
 4 Grant us the powers of quick'ning grace, 
 
 To Jit GUI' swuls to fly ; 
 
344 HYMN IG7. 
 
 Then, when we drop this dylngf flesb,. 
 We'll rise above the skj. 
 
 HYMN 167. CM. (Hymn 66. R 2.) 
 
 A prospect of heuven makes death cast/. 
 
 1 THERE is a land of pure delight, 
 
 Where saints imrnortal reign, 
 Intinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never-vvithViog flow'rs ; 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 1 his heavenly landlrom cur's. 
 
 3 [Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood. 
 
 Stand dress'd in living green : 
 So to the Jews old Cana -nstood^ 
 While Joidan roU'd between. 
 
 4 'But tim'rons mortals start and shrink, 
 
 To cross this narrow sea, 
 And linger, shiv'ring on the blink, 
 And fear to launch away.] 
 
 5 Oh ! could we make our doubts remove^ 
 
 Those gioomy doubts that li^je — . 
 And »«ee ihe i auaan, thai we love, 
 With unL-eclouded eyes: 
 
 6 Could we hut climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscipe o'er ; 
 ^ot Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood. 
 Should iright us irom the shores 
 
HYMN 168. 345 
 
 HYMN 168. C. M. (Hymt 67. B. 2) 
 
 Go(Vs eternal dominion. 
 1 GREA'r God! how inliiute art thou! 
 V\hat vvorlhle!=s vvotms are we ! 
 Let the whole race of creatures bow, 
 And pay their praise to thee. 
 
 , 2 Thy throne eternal ag;es stoorl, 
 Ere seas or star? wpr<^ made ; 
 Thou art the ever-living^ God, 
 Were all the nations dead. 
 
 3 Nature and time quite naked lie 
 
 I o thine immense survey, 
 
 Frocn the tormati<'<n of the sky, 
 
 To the g-reat burning day. 
 
 4 Eternity, with all its years, 
 
 Stands present in thy v'ew; 
 To thee, there's nothing oid appears— 
 Great God ! there's nothing new. 
 
 5 G'.ir lives thro' various scenes are drawn^ 
 
 And vexd with trifling cares ; 
 While thine eternal thou:^hts move on 
 Thine unrUsturhMafifairs. 
 
 6 Great God! how infinite art thou ! 
 
 What worthless worms aie we ! 
 Let the whole rjvce of creatures bow, 
 And pay their praise to thee. 
 
 HYMN 169. L M. (Hymn. 70. B. 2.) 
 
 43- tcf s dominion over the sea- I*-?. i"v i. 23, &c. 
 1 GOD of thesea^, thy ihundVing voice 
 Makes all the roaring waves rejoice] 
 
046 BYMN 16^. 
 
 And one soft word of* thy commanJ 
 Can sink thenj, silent, in the sand. 
 
 2 If but a Mo!*es wave thy rOd, 
 
 The sea divides and owns its God ; 
 The stortny tiood? their Maker knew, 
 And let his chosen arnaies through. 
 
 3 The scaly shoals, amidst the sea, 
 To ihee, th<^Jr j..ord, a tribute pay ; 
 Thp meanest tish that swims the flooci 
 Leaps up, i*nd means a praise to God. 
 
 4' [The larafer monsters of the deep 
 On thy co?nmaods attendance keep; 
 By thy permisslx^R, sporls and play, 
 And cleave along their foaming way. 
 
 5 If God his voice of tempest rears, 
 Leviathan lie* still, and fears; 
 Anon he lifts his nostrils high, 
 And spouts the ocean to the sky.] 
 
 G How Is thy glorious power ador'd 
 Amid.«t tbes<^ wat'ry nations, Lord! 
 Yet the holfj men that tr; ce the seas, 
 Bold men refuse their Maker's praise. 
 
 7 [What scenes of miracles they see« 
 And never tuop a soni^ to thee ! 
 
 \\ hiie On the flood they safely 
 
 They curse the hand that smooths the tide. 
 
 8 Anon they plunge in wal'ry graves, . 
 And some drink death among the uares : 
 Y.^t the surviving c/ew blaspheme. 
 Nor own the God that rescuM them.] 
 
HYMN 170. Mif 
 
 9 Oh, for some signal of thy han<l ! 
 
 Shake all the seas. Lord, shake the land! 
 Great Judg-e, descend, lest men deny 
 That there's a God who rule the sky. 
 
 HYMN 170. C. M. (Hymn 72. B. 2.) 
 
 The LonVs day; or, the resurrection ofChristo 
 
 1 B'est morning, whose young dawning rays 
 Beheld ou/ rising God ; 
 
 That saw him triumph o'er the dust, 
 And leave his last abode ! 
 
 2 In the cold prison of a tomb 
 The dear Redeemer lay, 
 
 Till the revt'iving skies had broujfht 
 The third, th' appointed day. 
 
 3 Hell and the grave unite their force 
 To hold our God in vain; 
 
 The sleeping Conqueror arose, 
 And burst their feeble chain. 
 
 4 To thy great name. Almighty Lord^ 
 These sacred hours we pay ; 
 
 And loud hosannas shall proclaim 
 The triumph of the day. 
 
 -5 [Salvation and immortal praise 
 
 To our victorious King: 
 Let heaven and earth, and rocks, and seas 
 
 With glad hosannas rmg.] 
 
 HYMN 171. S. M. (Hymn 74. B,2.) 
 
 Repentance from a sense of di nine goodness ; or, 
 aconiplaint of ingratitude. 
 
348 ' HYMN lr2. 
 
 1 Is this the kind return, 
 
 And these the thanks we owe, 
 Thus to abuse eternal love, 
 Whence alloUr hlessings flow ! 
 
 2 To what a stubborn frame 
 Has sin reduc'd our mind ! 
 
 What strange rebellious wretches we, 
 And God as strangely kind ! 
 
 3 [On us he bids the sun 
 Shed his reviving rays ; 
 
 For us the skies their circles run, 
 To lengthen out our days. 
 
 4 The brutes obey their God, 
 And bow their necks to men : 
 
 But we, more base, more brutish things, 
 Reject his easy reign.] 
 
 5 Turn, turn us, mighty God, 
 
 And mould our souls afresh ; fstone, 
 
 Break, sovereign grace, these hearts of 
 And give us hearts bf flesh. 
 
 6 Let old ingratitude 
 Provoke our we-pingeyes ; 
 
 And hourly, as new mercies fall, 
 Let hourly thanks arise. 
 
 HYMN 172. C. M. (Hymn 75. B. 2.) 
 Spiritual and eternal jo If ; or the beaut ijic vision 
 
 of Christ. 
 1 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise, 
 
 And run eternal rounds, 
 Beyond the limits of the skies, 
 And all created bounds. 
 
HYMN 173. 349 
 
 2 The holy triumphs of my soul 
 ►-iiall death itstii outbrave, 
 
 Leave dull mortality beiiUid, 
 And tiy beyond the grave. 
 
 3 There, where my blessed Jesus reigns. 
 In heaven's unineasur'd space, 
 
 I'll spend a long eternity 
 In pleasure, and in praise. 
 
 4 Millionsof ^ears my wond'ring eyes 
 Shall o'er thy beauties rove ; 
 
 And endless ages I'll adore 
 The glories of thy love. 
 
 5 [Sweet Jesus ! every smile of thine 
 Shall tresh endearmenis bring. 
 
 And thousand tastes of new delight 
 From all thy graces spring. 
 
 6 Haste, my Beloved, fetch my soul 
 Up to thy blest abode ; 
 
 Fly, for my spirit longslto see 
 My Saviour, and my God] 
 
 HYMN 173. C. M. (Hymn 76. B. 2.) 
 The resurrection and ascension of Christ. 
 
 1 HOSANiNA to the Pri^)ce of Light, 
 
 Who cloth'd himself in clay; 
 Enter'd the iron gates of death, 
 And tore the bars away. 
 
 2 Death is no more the King of dread, 
 
 Since our Immanuel roj-e ; 
 
 He took tlie tyrant's sting away, 
 
 And spoil'd our hellish foes 
 
 V 
 
SoO HYMN iT4. 
 
 3 See, how the Conqu'ror mounts aloft; 
 
 And to hir Father flies 
 With scars of hmour in his flesh, 
 And triumph in his eyes. 
 
 4 Theie our exalted Saviour reigns, 
 
 And scatters blessings down ; 
 Our Jesus tills the middle seat 
 Of the celestial throne. 
 
 5 [Raise your devotion, mortal tongues, 
 To reach his bloss'd abode ; 
 
 Sweet be the accents of your songs 
 To our incarnate God. 
 
 6 Bright angels, strike your loudest strings, 
 Your sweetest voices raise; 
 
 Let heaven, and all created things, 
 Sound our Imraanuel's praise.] 
 
 HYMN 174. S. M. (Hymn 80. B. 2.) 
 
 God^s awful poicer and goodness. 
 
 1 OH! the Almighty Lord! 
 How matchless is his power ! 
 
 Tremble, O earth, beneath his word, 
 While all the heavens adore. 
 
 2 Let proud imperious kings 
 Bow low before his throne ! 
 
 Crunch to his feet, ye haughty things, 
 Or he shall tread you down. 
 
 ^ A^ove the skies he reigns. 
 And, with amazing blows, 
 He deals in.-ufferable pains 
 Oo his rebellious foes. 
 
MYUK 175. 851 
 
 4 Yet, everlasting God, 
 
 We love to s)ieak thy praise : 
 Thy sceptre's equal to thy rod, 
 The sceptre ol thy grace. 
 
 6 The arms of mighty love 
 Defend iiur Zu-n well ; 
 And heavenly aiercy walls us round 
 From Ba ylon and hell. 
 
 6 Salvation to the King 
 
 Who sits ent/.ion'd above : 
 Thus we adore the God of might, 
 And bless the God of love. 
 
 HYMN 175. C. M. (Hymn 81. B. 2,) 
 Our sin tkt cause of Chrisr^s death. 
 
 1 AND now the stales have lelr mine eyes, 
 
 Noiv 1 begin to see : 
 Oh the curs ii (ieeds my sins have done ! 
 What muid'ioua things t;.ey be ! 
 
 2 Were these the trait.:-rs dearest Lord, 
 
 That ihs fair body lore ? 
 Monsters that stanrd tiiose lieaveiily limbs 
 With floods of purple grue ! 
 
 3 Was It for crimes that I had done, 
 
 IViy dearest Lord was slain ; 
 Wlienju>tice seiz'd ood's unly Son, 
 And put his soul to pain ? 
 
 4 Forcrive my guilt, O Prince of Peace ! 
 
 I'll wound my God no more ; 
 Hence fr m my heart, ye niius be gone, 
 For Jesus 1 adore. 
 
352 HVMN 17G, nr. 
 
 5 Furnish me. Lord, with heavenly arm* 
 From grace's maj»azme. 
 And I'll prociaim eleriia! war 
 With every darling sin. 
 
 liYMl 176. C. M. (Hymv 83. B. 2.) 
 T'le passion, and exahation of C.irist. 
 
 1 THUS .saitU the Ruler of the skies — 
 
 ** Awake, my dreajful sword: 
 '' Awake tny wrath, and smite the man. 
 '' My fellow " saith the Lord. 
 
 2 Vengeance leceiv'd the dread conimuid, 
 
 All !, anned own she flies: 
 tsus submits t' his Fatiier's hand, 
 And bows his head, and dies. 
 
 3 Bat, oh ! the wisdom and the jrrace, 
 
 TliaT join with vengeance now ! 
 He dies to save our auilty race, 
 And yet he rises too. 
 
 t 
 
 4 A person so divine was he, 
 
 Who yielded to b' slain. 
 That he could i^ive his smuI away, 
 And take his hfe ajrain. 
 
 5 Live fflorious Lord, and reign on high ; 
 
 Let every nation sina^, 
 An<l anirels sound, with endless joy, 
 The Savi(>ur and the Ring. 
 
 HYMN 177. S. M. (Hvmn 84. B. 2.) 
 
 The same. 
 X COME, all harmoni.)us tongues, 
 Your noblest music bring: 
 
HYMN 177 35ft 
 
 'Tis Christ, the everlasting God, 
 And Clirist, the man, we sing. 
 
 3 Tell how he took our flesh, 
 To take away our guilt ; 
 Sing the dear drops of sacred bloody 
 That hellish monsters spilt. 
 
 3 [Alas! the cruel spear 
 Went deep into his side ! 
 
 And the rich flood of purple gore 
 Their murd'rous weapons dy'd. 
 
 4 The waves of swelling grief 
 Did o'er his bosom roll ; 
 
 And mountains of almiirhty wrath 
 Lay heavy on his soul.] 
 
 5 Down to the sliades of death 
 He bow'd his awful head, 
 
 Yet he arose to live and reign 
 When death itself is dead. 
 
 6 No more the bloody spear, 
 The cr«^Rs and umiIs no more ; 
 
 For hell itself shakes at his name, 
 And aljl the heavens adore. 
 
 7 There the Redeemer sits 
 High on the Father's throne ; 
 
 The Father lays his vengeunce by. 
 And smiies upon his Son. 
 
 B There his full glories shine 
 With uncreated rays. 
 
354 HYMN 17^?. 
 
 And bless his saints' and angels' eyG» 
 To everlasting days. 
 
 HYMN 17S. C. M. (Hymn 87. B. 2.) 
 The Hivine glories ahov our comprehension. 
 
 1 HOW woHdrous great how glorious bright 
 
 Must our Creator be ! 
 Who fhvells amidst the dazzling light 
 Of vast infinity ! 
 
 3 Our soaring spirits upward rise 
 T< w'r 1 the celestial thr-ne : 
 Fain vv(»uld we see the blessed Three, 
 And the Aimigiity One. 
 
 3 Our reason stretches all its wings, 
 
 And climbs above the skies; 
 But still how i r ben. atli thy feet 
 Our groy'ling reason lies ; 
 
 4 [Lord here we bend our humble souls. 
 
 And awfully adore : 
 For the weak pinions of onr mind 
 Can strelci a thought no more.] 
 
 5 Thy glories infinitely rise 
 
 Above our ia-)*! insj tonL'^ue ; 
 In vain the iii^hest sera pJi tries 
 To f(»rm an equal soij^. 
 
 6 [In humble notes our fHitl< adores 
 
 The great rnysteri us Kin;;, 
 While angels sTrain iheir n;- ler powers, 
 And sweep th' ji«ino)tal stnng. 
 
HYMN 179, 180. 355 
 
 HYMN 179 C. M. (Hymn 8S. B. 2.) 
 Sfilvation. 
 
 1 SA[TATIOx\ ! oh. the joyful sound! 
 
 'Tis pleasure to our ears: 
 A sovereign balm for every wound, 
 A cordial foi- our fears. 
 
 2 Bury'd in sorrow, and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay : 
 But we arise by grace divine 
 To see a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around, 
 ^Wbile all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 HYMN 1>^0. C. M. (Hymn 89. B. 2.) 
 Chrisfs viaory over Satan. 
 i HO.SA>,NA to our conqu'ring King! 
 The prince of darkness fljes ; 
 His troops rush headlong down to hell, 
 Like lighting from the skies. 
 
 "2 There bound in chains the lions roar, 
 And fright the rescu'd sheep : 
 But heavy bars confine their power 
 And malice to the deep. 
 
 3 Hosanna to our conquering Kino- 1 
 
 All hail, incarnate love I 
 Ten thousand songs and glories wait 
 To crown thy head above. 
 
 4 Thy vict'ries, and thy deathless fame, 
 
 Jhrough the wide world shall run ; 
 
35G HYMN 180. -^ 
 
 Ari(] everlasting' ages sing 
 The r;i!ML'|>l) thou hast won. 
 
 HYMN ISO. C. M. (Hymn 01. B. 2.) 
 
 7\he if lor}/ of Christ in Heaven. 
 
 1 OH. the dehirhts, the heavenly joys, 
 
 Tlie filories of the place. 
 Wh'^'re Jesus sheds the hrig^htest beams 
 Of his o'erflowing grace ! 
 
 2 Sweet majesty and awful love 
 
 Sit smilino[' on his brow ; 
 And all the glorious ranUs above 
 At humble distance bow. 
 
 •3 [Princes to his iniperiel name 
 
 Bend their bright sceptres down ; 
 DoTiiinions, thrones, and powers rejoice- 
 To see him wear the crown. 
 
 4 Archangels sound his lofty praise 
 
 Thr.'High every heavenly street : 
 And lay their highest honours down 
 Submissive at his feet. 
 
 5 Those soft, those blessed feet of his,. 
 
 That once rude iron tore, 
 Higli on a throne of light they stand,. 
 And all the saints adore. 
 
 6 His head, the dear majestic head, 
 
 That cruel thorns did wound, 
 See what immortal glories shin«. 
 And circle it around I 
 
HYMN 182. 857 
 
 7 This is tlie Man, th' exaked Man, 
 
 VVIiom we, unseen, adoie • 
 But. when our eyes »tch'*!.i lii? face, 
 Our iiearts shall l<*ve limi in le. 
 
 8 [Lord ! how our souls are all on fire 
 
 To see ihy b!e«t ab;)de . 
 Our tonji'ues rejoice in tunes of praise 
 To our incarnate God ! 
 
 9 And while our faith enjoys the sight, 
 
 We lono^ to leave our clay ; 
 And wish thy fiery chariots, Lord, 
 To fetch our souls away. 
 
 HYMN 18-2. C. M. (Hymn 92. B. 2.) 
 
 The church saved^ and her cnemio disappointed, 
 
 1 SH >UT to the Lord, and h^t oui joys 
 
 Throuj^hthe whole nation run : 
 Ye western skies, r.'^sound th« noise 
 Beyond the rising sun. 
 
 2 Thee, mijrhty God, our souls admire; 
 
 Thee, our rl'id voices sin " ; 
 
 And join with the celestial clioir. 
 
 To praise th' eternal Ring. 
 
 3 Thy power thf whole creaiion rules, 
 
 And. on the starry skies, 
 Sits smilins: at the wf^ak designs 
 Thine envious foes devise. 
 
 4 Thy scorn derides thri-rfteblc rage, 
 
 And when an awiul frown 
 
358 HYMN 1 §8. 
 
 Flinsfs vast confnpion on their plotis^ 
 And shakes their Babel down. 
 
 5 [Their secret fires in caverns lay, 
 
 And we the sacrifice ; 
 But jjloomy caverns strove in vaia 
 To 'scape all searching- eyes. 
 
 6 Their dark desisrns were all reveal'd ; 
 
 Their treasons all betray'd ; 
 Praise to the Lonl. who broke the snare. 
 Their cursed hands had laid ] 
 
 7 In vain the busy sons of hell 
 
 Still new rebellions try ; 
 Their souls shall puie with envious rage. 
 And vex away, and die. 
 
 8 Almisjhty jrrace defends our land 
 
 From their malici«»us power: 
 And let us with united songs 
 Almighty grace adore. 
 
 HYMN 183. C. M. (Hymn 95 B. 2.) 
 
 Look on Mm. whom they pierced, and mourn. 
 
 1 INFINITE grief! amazing wo ! 
 Behold my bleeding Lord ! 
 Hell and the Jews conspir'd his death, 
 And us'd the Roman sword. 
 
 ^ Oh ! the sharp pangs of smarting pain 
 My dear Redeemer bore, 
 When knotty whips, and ragged thorns. 
 His sacred body tor© ! 
 
HYMN 184. aSd 
 
 3 But knotty vvh ps and ragjred thorns, 
 
 In vain do I accuse ; 
 In vain I blame the R tman bands, 
 And the more spiteful Jews. 
 
 4 'Twe'e you, my sins my cruel sins, 
 
 His chief tormentors wt^ie ; 
 Each of my crimes became a nail, 
 And unbelief the spear. 
 
 -5 'Twere you that pull'd t!ie vengeance dowa 
 ITpon his ouiltje.ss h^ad : 
 Break, break, jny lieart —oh, burst jnine 
 And let my sorrows bleed. [eyCs, 
 
 ^ Strike, miijbtyorace, my flinty soul, 
 Till melting waters flow, 
 And deep ief)entance drown mine eyes 
 In undissembled wo ! 
 
 HYMN 184. C. M. (Hymn 96. B. 2,) , 
 Distinguishing love ; or, angels punished and 
 man saved. 
 
 1 DOWN headlonjr from the native skies 
 
 The rebel-an»iels fell, 
 • Ar;d tliunder-bolts of flaminjr wrath 
 Pursued them deep to hfll. 
 
 2 Down from the top of earthly bliss, 
 
 Rebellious man washuri'd; 
 And Jesus stoop'J beneath the grave, 
 To reach a sinking world. 
 
 3 Ob, love of mfi lite degree ! 
 
 Tjnineasu ruble grace ! 
 
36d HYMN 185. 
 
 Must Heaven's eternal Darling die, 
 To save a trait'rojs race ? 
 
 4 Must angels sink forever down, 
 
 4nd burn in quenchless fire, 
 While God forsakes his shining throne, 
 To raise us wretches higher 1 
 
 5 Oh, for this love, let earth and skies 
 
 With hallelujahs ring, 
 And the full choir of human tongues 
 All hallelujahs sing ! 
 
 HYMN 185. C. M. (Hymn 101. B. S^ 
 
 The tcorWa three chief temptations. 
 
 1 WHKN, in the liijht offaith divine, 
 
 We look on things below, 
 Honour, and gold, and sensual joyr 
 How vain and dang'rous too ! 
 
 2 [Honour's a pufF of noisy breath ; 
 
 Yet men expose their blood. 
 And venture everlasting death, 
 To gain that airy good. 
 
 3 Whilst others starve the nobler mind, 
 
 And feed on shining dust, 
 They rob the serpent of his food, 
 T' indulge a sordid lust.] 
 
 4 The plensures that allure our sense, 
 
 Are dang'rous snares to souls; 
 There's but a drop of flat'ring sweet. 
 And dash'd with bitter bowls. 
 
Hymn 1«6 361 
 
 ^ God is mine all-sisfficitfiit good, 
 My portion .n^i tuy ciio ce ; 
 In liim my vast. (ie*ires are tiil'd, 
 And aii my powers rejoice. 
 
 'i' In vain the vvorl*! af'costs mine ear, 
 And tempts my \nfi\t a >e*^ ; 
 I cannot buy your bii-^s s) dear, 
 Nor part with heaven far you. 
 
 HYMN I«6. L.M. { iy^iN 102. B. 2.) 
 
 A happy resHrreciiori. 
 J NO, I'll repine at death iu» more, 
 But with a ciieerfVil <»asr). resign 
 To the col. I dui)2;eori of the o'rave 
 These dyin'r. with'rinj^ limbs of mine. 
 
 H Let worms devour my vvastin<j flesh, 
 A id crumble ail my bont-s to dust, 
 My G(jd shall raise mv frame anew, 
 At the revival t«f the just, 
 
 il Break, sacrcfl morninej, throu^jh the skies, 
 Brins^ that delightfid, dreadful day ; 
 Cut short tlie hours, dear L >rvi, and come! 
 Thy lingering wheels, hnv long they stay. 
 
 4 [Our weary spirits fiii it to see 
 The li<iht of tiiy re!urnin«^ face ; 
 And hear the languaj^e of ;h;»se lips 
 Where God has shed his richest grace. 
 
 5 Haste, then upon the winj^s of love^ 
 Rouse all the pious sleepin'j clay ; 
 That we may yni\ in heavenly joys, 
 And sing the triumph of the day.] 
 
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3G2 HYMN 187, 188. 
 
 HYMN 187. C. M. (Hymn 103. B. 2.) 
 
 ChjisVs commhsion. 
 4 COME, hap[iy souls approach your GoA 
 With new melodious -ongs; 
 Come, tender to almighty grace 
 The tribute of your tongues. 
 
 2 So strange, so boundless was the love 
 That pity'd dyin:^ men, 
 
 The Father sent his equal Son 
 To give them life again. 
 
 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm'd 
 
 With a reven^incr rod : 
 No hard comm ssion to perform 
 The vengeance of a God. 
 
 4 But all was mercy, all was mild, 
 
 And wrath forsook the throne, 
 When Christ on the kind errand came, 
 And brought salvatioii down. 
 
 5 Here, sinners, you may heal yourwound^^ 
 
 And Nfipeyour sjorrows diy: 
 Trust in the mighty Savn>ur's name, 
 And you shall never die. 
 
 6 See, dearest, Lord, our willi g souls 
 
 Accept thine otfer'd gjuce ; 
 We biess the great tCedeeiner's love, 
 And give the Father praise. 
 
 HYMiN 1S8. S. M. (Hymn 104. B. 2.) 
 The f^ame. 
 1 RAISE your triumphant songS 
 To an immortal tune: 
 
HYMN 189. 30« 
 
 Let the w'u]e earth resound the deeds 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 Sin**' how eteinal Love 
 its chiei' Brioved ch'se, 
 
 hn<\ bid him ruise '»ur .v»et'"hed race 
 From their ahvb.s :)f";vt>es. 
 
 3 His hand ri>> rhiind^r hears, 
 No terror lorht^s \vs bro-.v ; 
 
 'No bolts to drive o»!r giiiiry souls 
 To fitMr>^' flyriif?? b'dow. 
 
 4 'Twas ajeicv fiD'd the throne, 
 A. id wrafij stood silent by. 
 
 Wiieu Christ vvas sent with pardons dowM 
 To rebels dooai'd to die. 
 
 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears, 
 Lf't hopeless r^'vrrow e ase ; 
 
 Bo-,v t(» the sceptre if his love. 
 And Hke the offer'd peace. 
 
 6 L ord, we ohev thy call ; 
 We lay an humble claiai 
 
 To the salvation thou hast hrouo^ht, 
 And love and prai?e thy na<ue. 
 
 HYMN 1S9. CM. (Rvmn IVJy. B. 2) 
 J^epentonce fiowifij^ frmn the patie.ncp. of God. 
 
 1 AND are we wret^ hes yet alive 1 
 And do we yet r^he! ? 
 'Tis boundless, 'tis aniazitijr love, 
 That bears us nn from hell ! 
 
364 HYMN 19Q. 
 
 2 The burden of our weijrhty guilt 
 
 Would sink us down to flames ; 
 And tlireat'nino; vengeance rolls above^ 
 To crush our feeble frames. 
 
 3 Almio^hty joodneas cries, Fnrhear I 
 
 And straight the Ihunder stays : 
 And dare we now provoke his wrath, 
 And weary out his grace ? 
 
 4 Lord, we have long abus'd thy love, 
 
 Too long indulged our sins; 
 Our achin^jf hearts e'e;; bleed to see 
 What lebels we have been. 
 
 5 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command ; 
 
 No more wib we obey ; 
 Stretch out, O God. thy conq'ring hand, 
 And drive thy foes away 
 
 HYMN 190. C. M (Hvmn 107. B. 2.) 
 The everlasting absence of God intolerable. 
 
 1 THAT awful day will surely come, 
 Th' appoiiited hour makes haste. 
 When J must stand bef )re my Judge, 
 And pass the solemn test. 
 
 ^ Thou lovely Chief of all my joys, 
 Thou Sovereign of my heart. 
 How could I bear to hear thy voice 
 Pronounce the sound, Depart! 
 
 3 The thunder of that dismal word 
 Would so torment my ear, 
 
HYMN 191. 365 
 
 'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, 
 With most tormenting fear. 
 
 4 [What, to he banish'd from my Hfe, 
 
 And yet forbid to die ! 
 
 To hnffer in eternal pain, 
 
 Yet death forever fly ! 
 
 5 Oil ! wretched state of deep despair, 
 
 To see my God remove, 
 And fix my doleful station where 
 1 must not taste his love ! 
 
 And hanji" upon thy brea.«t 
 Without a a^racious smile from thee 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 7 Oh ! tell me that my worthless name 
 
 Is 2:raven on thy hands : 
 Shew me some promise, in thy book, 
 Where my salvation stands. 
 
 8 [Give me one kind, assuring word, 
 
 To sink my fears aarain; 
 And cheerfully my soul shall wait 
 Her threescore years and ten.] 
 
 HYMN 191. C. M. (Hymn 108. B. 2.) 
 Access to the Throne of Grace hy a Mediator 
 
 1 COME, let us lift our joyful eyes 
 Up to the courts above, 
 And smile to see our Father there 
 Upon a throne of love, 
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366 HYMN 192. 
 
 2 Once 'twas a seat of dreadful wrath, 
 
 Anf\ <h()t (ievourin r flame; 
 Our God appeal 'd consuming fire, 
 And vengeance was his name. 
 
 3 Rich were the drops of Jesus' blood, 
 
 That calm'd bis frowning face ; 
 That sprinUIe'! o'er the burninii throne^ 
 And turn'd his wrath to grace ! 
 
 .4 Now we may b«w before his feet. 
 
 And venturp near the Lord; 
 No fiery cherub }>-Mards bis seat. 
 Nor doubie framing sword. 
 
 B The peaceful gutes of beav'niy bliss 
 Are open'd by tiie Son ; 
 High !et us raise fiur notes of praise. 
 And reach th' Ai mighty throne. 
 
 6 To thee ten thousand tiianks we brings 
 Great Advocate on high ; 
 And glory to the e'ernal King, 
 Who lays his fury by. 
 
 HYMN 192. S. M. (Hymn 110. B. 2.) 
 
 Triumph over Death in the Hour of Resurrec- 
 tion, 
 
 1 AND ntust tills body die ? 
 TKis inortal frame decay ? 
 
 And \).\\<\ these iK-tivH b)nbs of mine 
 Lie u-ouhi'rini? in the clay? 
 
 2 Corruptif.n., earth and worms 
 Shall but rchne this ftesh. 
 
HYMN 19^. S67 
 
 Till my triumphaet spirit comes, 
 To put it on airesli. 
 
 S God my Redeemer lives, 
 And Oiieii Irom the skies 
 Looks down, and vvatcnes all my dust, 
 "lili he shail oid it rise. 
 
 4 Array'd in glorious vrace, 
 Shall these viie bodies sliine, 
 And ev'ry shape, and ev ry lace, 
 Look iieav niy and divine. 
 
 4 These lively liopes we owe 
 To Jesiis^ dyinu Jove ; 
 We would adore his grace below. 
 And sing his pow'r above. 
 
 6 Dear Lord, accept the praise 
 Of these our huuibie songs, 
 'Till luues of nobiei sound we raise 
 With our immortal tongues. 
 
 HYMi*^ 193. C. M. ( iYMNllo. B 2.) 
 
 God the Avenger of his Saint b : Or, His King- 
 dom iSu^retne. 
 1 HIGH as the heav'ns above the ground, 
 Reigns the Creator, God ; 
 Wide as tiie v, hole creation's bound 
 Extends his awiul rod. 
 
 3 Let princes of exalted state 
 To hini ascribe their crown, 
 Render their homage at his feet, 
 And cast their glories down. 
 
^68 HYMN 194, 195. 
 
 3 Know tliat Iiis kin^ 'om is supreme, 
 Y<Hjr iofty thounh s are vain ; 
 He calls yitM gods, tfiat awful name, 
 But ye muat die like men 
 
 4. Then let the sovereigns of the globe 
 Not dare to vex the just ; 
 He puts o'l venf;eanc<^ like a robe, 
 And treaiis the worms to dust. 
 
 $ Ye j'idores of the earth be wise, 
 And think of hesjv'n witli fear; 
 The meanest saint that you despise 
 Has an avenger tliere. 
 
 HYMN 194. L. M, (Hymn 117. B. 2 ) 
 Limriar (inrl Difin^. with God present. 
 i T nAN\-)T h.-ar thine aUsHHce, Lord, 
 M" life expires if then depart ; 
 Be th Ml. mv heart, still near my God, 
 And thou, my God, be near my heart. 
 
 2 I was not horn for earth or sin, 
 Nor can t live on thit'gs so vile ; 
 Yet I will Slay my father's time, 
 
 And hope and wait for beav'n c* while. 
 
 3 Then, dearest Lord, in thine embrace, 
 Let me resi -n my fleetiui; hrealli, 
 And, with a smile upon my face, 
 Pass the important hour ol death. 
 
 HYMN 195. r. M. (Hymn U9. B. 2.) 
 
 The Holij Scrijjtiire^.^ 
 J LADEN ." ifh ;ruilt. »nd fuU uf fears, 
 I fly to thee, my Lord, 
 
HYMN 196. 36» 
 
 And not a glimpse of lioj>e appears, 
 But ill iiiy written word. 
 
 2 The volume of my father's gmce 
 
 Does hII luy grief ai^suo^e : 
 Here 1 behold my Saviour's face 
 Almost in ev'ry page. 
 
 3 [This is the field where hidden lies 
 
 The peail ."f price unknown ; 
 Thirit merchant is diviueiy wise, 
 Who makes the pearl his own. 
 
 4 Here consecrated water flows, 
 
 To quench my thirst ot sin ; 
 Here tJje fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 No danger dwells therein.] 
 
 5 This is the .ludge that enls the strife. 
 
 Where wit and reason ftiil ; 
 My guide to everlasting iiJe, 
 Through a I this glooujy vale. 
 
 6 Oh ! may thy counsels, t ighty God, 
 
 My rovmji Jeet commanci ; 
 Nor I forsake the ha^py road. 
 That leads to thy right hand. 
 
 HYMN 196 S. M. (H.mx 120. B. 2.) 
 
 The Law and Gospel joimd in Scripture.. 
 
 1 THE Lord declares hi> will, 
 And keeps tiie wo<iti m awe ; 
 Amidst the smoke on S''i/u''s lull. 
 Breaks out his fiery iaw. 
 
370 HYMN 197- 
 
 2 The Lord reveals his face, 
 And, smiling tr'>iu above, 
 
 Sends do«.n U.e gospel of his grace., 
 Th' epistles of his love. 
 
 3 These sacred words impart 
 Our Maker's just comm.mds ; 
 
 The pity of hi^ meltinjj heart. 
 And vengeance of his hands, 
 
 4 [Hence we awake our fear 
 We draw our comfort h'.^nce ; 
 
 The arms of 'race are treasur'd here^ 
 And armour of defence, 
 
 % We learn C'jnV crucifv'd, 
 And here l»ph(^1d his hlood 1 
 All arts and knowledjres^ beside 
 Will do us little jrood.] 
 
 6 We read the heav'nlv word, 
 W> take the offer' ' Trace. 
 
 Obev the statutes of the Lord, 
 And trust hi^ promises. 
 
 7 In vain shall Satan rage 
 Af^ainst a hook divine, 
 
 W^here wrath and li-htninggruard the page, 
 Where beams of mercy shine. 
 
 HYMN 107. L. M. (Hym^ I2L B 2.) 
 
 7^he Law an<f Gospel distirmnished. 
 \ THE law commands and makes us know 
 W^hat duties to onv God we owe ; 
 But 'tis th»- gospel '^nust reveal 
 Where lies our strength to do his will. 
 
HYMN 198, 371 
 
 "2 The law discovers guilt and sin. 
 
 And shews how vile our hearts have been; 
 Only the gospel can express 
 Forgiving love, and cleansing grace. 
 
 3 What curses doth the law denounce 
 Against the man that fails but once 1 
 But in the gospel i hrist appears, 
 Pard'ning the guilt otnum'rous years. 
 
 4 My soul, no more attempt to draw 
 Thy life and comfort from the law ; 
 Fly to the hope the gospel gives ; 
 The man that trusts the promise lives. 
 
 HYMN 198. L. M. (Hymn 122. B. 2.) 
 
 Retirement and Meditation. 
 
 1 MY God permit me not to be 
 A stranger to myself and thee ; 
 Amidst a thousand thoutihts I rove, 
 Forgetiul of my highest love. 
 
 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, 
 And thus debase n>y heav'nly birth ? 
 Why should I cleave to things below, 
 And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 
 
 3 Call me away from flesh and sense, 
 
 One sov'reign 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 ; 
 
372 HYMN 199, 20«. 
 
 In secret silence of the mind, 
 
 My heav'n, and there my God, I findi 
 
 HYftlN 1^^9. C. M. (Hymn 128. B. 2.) 
 Cnrriipt Nature f rum Adam. 
 I BLESS'D with the joys of innocence, 
 Adam our lather stood, 
 'Till be debas'd his soul to sense, 
 "And eat th' unlawful food. 
 
 2 Now we are born a sensual race, 
 
 To sinful joys inclin'd ; 
 Reason has lost its native place, 
 And flesh enslaves the mind. 
 
 3 Vv'hile flesh and sense and passion reigns, 
 
 Sin is the sweetest jjood ; 
 We fancy music in our chains, 
 And so forget the load. 
 
 4 Great God ! renew our ruin'd frame, 
 
 Our broken pow'rs restore, 
 Inspire us wilh a heav'nly flame, 
 And flesh shall reign no more. 
 
 5 Eternal Spirit ! write thy laNV 
 
 Upon our inward parts, 
 And let the second Adam drn\t 
 His imai^e on our hearts 
 
 .HYMX 200. L. M. (Hymn 129. B. 2.) 
 
 We nmlk hy Faith, not hi/ Siffhtl 
 1 'TIS hy the faith of joys to come 
 We walk thro' deserts dark as ni^ht, 
 'Tdl Me arrive at heav'n our home- 
 Faith is our guide, and faith onr light. 
 
BVMN 201. 873 
 
 !2 The want of si;^ht she well supplief;, 
 She makes ihe pearly gates ajipear ; 
 Far into distant worlds she priew, 
 And hrings eternal glories near. 
 
 Cheerful we tread the desart through, 
 While faith inspires a heav'nly ray, 
 Thous^h lions roar and tempests hlow. ^ 
 And rocks and dangers till the way. 
 
 4 So Ahrah'm hy divine command, 
 lieft his own house to wAk with G')d ', 
 J [is faith beheld the promis'd land, 
 And fir'd his zeal along the road. 
 
 HirMN2)l. L. M. (Hymn 10. B. 3.) 
 
 Christ Crucified: The Wisdom and Power of 
 
 God. 
 
 1 NATURE with open volume stands, 
 To spread her Maker's praise obroi^d ; 
 And ev'ry labour of his hands 
 Shews something worthy of a God : 
 
 2 But in the grace that rescn'd man, 
 His brightest form of glory shines ; 
 Here, on the cross, 'tis fairest drawn 
 In precious blood, and crimson lines. 
 
 »5 [Here his whole name appears complete; 
 Nor wit cnn guess, no; reason prove, 
 Which of the letters best is writ, 
 The pow'r, the wisdom, or the love.] 
 
 •4 Here I behold his iumost heart, 
 Where grace and veiijjeancestranj^elyjoin; 
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^74 HYMN 199. 
 
 Piercing: liis Son with sharpest smart, 
 To make the purchas'd pleasures nrjine. 
 
 5 Oh ! the sweet wonders of that cross, 
 Where God the Saviour lov'd and dy'd I 
 Her noblest life, my spirit draws 
 
 From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 
 
 6 I would for ever speak his name 
 In sounds to mortal ears unknown, 
 With angels join to praise the Lamb, 
 And worship at his Father's throne. 
 
BOOK ni. 
 
 Containing a Selection of Favourite Pieces. 
 
 HYMN 1. L. M. 
 
 1 MAN, in his first creation in Eden God did 
 
 place. 
 The pu'ilic head and father of all the human 
 
 race ; 
 'Twas by the subtle serpent he \ras beguil'd 
 
 and fell. 
 And by his disobedience was doom'd to death 
 
 aad hell. 
 
 ^ Death was pronounced against him, death 
 was the penalty, 
 
 The law of God was broken, and must fulfilled 
 be ; 
 
 But man that helpless creature,unable to per- 
 form. 
 
 The smallest jot or tittle to build his hopojc 
 upon« 
 
 3 When in this situation a promise it waflf 
 
 made, 
 The ofi^spring of the woman should braise the 
 
 serpent's head ; 
 And destroy the powers of darkness that man 
 
 should only feel, 
 The malice of the serpent a raging at his 
 
 heel. 
 
'%7G flYMN I. 
 
 4 The scriptures they were given in spirit and 
 
 in truth, 
 In darksome types and shadows the Saviour 
 
 was set forth ; 
 The saciitice and offering beyond the altar 
 
 s!ain 
 No blo()d of goats or heifers could take away 
 
 the stain. 
 
 5 Now, at the time appointed Jesus unveiled 
 
 his i'ace, 
 Assumed our human nature and suffered in 
 
 our place ; 
 He suffered on mount calvary he ransomed 
 
 all for me 
 The iaw demands attention to pay the penalty, 
 
 6 With rujTged thorns they pierced him and 
 
 nailed him to the tree, 
 All naairt- .-eemed to m<»urn to behold their 
 
 cnie! y ; 
 But juj'tice cried against him, come pay the 
 
 sinners due, 
 The Work you've undertaken, you surely 
 
 must go through. 
 
 7 They laid him in the sepulchre it being near 
 
 at hand. 
 The grave it c >uld not hold him nor death's 
 
 cold iron hands ; 
 He burst the bars asunder he pull'd their 
 
 kiniidoms down. 
 3e's (»v('rc«Mne our en«aiies and wears a stai*- 
 
 ry crovvB* 
 
HYMN 2. 377 
 
 '9 Now at his resurrection to Mary he ap- 
 peared. 
 
 Saying ^o tell to my disciples what you have 
 seen and heard ; 
 
 Go tell them I am risen, my suffering time is 
 o'er, 
 
 I'm going to my Father to reign forevermore. 
 
 9 He came to his disciples he found them all 
 
 alone. 
 He gave them their commission to make his 
 
 gospel known ; 
 Sayinr go preach it to all nations baptize 
 
 them iit my name, 
 Begining at Jerusalem — for there I suffered 
 
 shame^ 
 
 10 Go preach it to all nations that they may 
 
 hear and kn«»vv. 
 Go publisii free salvation that men to heaven 
 
 may go ; 
 In every sore temptation I'll a speedy succor 
 
 send, 
 And so I will be with you until the world 
 
 shall end. 
 
 HYMN 2. L. M. 
 
 1 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord ! jr 
 'Tis thy Saviour hear his word ; 
 Jesuj? speaks, and speaks to tliee, 
 
 " Jfay poor sinner, lov'at thou me ? 
 
 2 "I deliver'd tijeo when bound, 
 
 * And when w< ij*»v?cd, hfnV*i thy ivound; 
 *'8uught thoe "aud'rinu-, set thee rightj 
 " XuiiiM iby tiarkoeaj* into light. 
 
07S BTTKN 3^> 
 
 S ** Can a woman's tender care 
 
 *• Cease to ward the child she bare;. 
 *• Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 *' Yet will I remember thee. 
 
 4 "Mine is an unchangjing love, 
 '* Higher than the heiorhts above ; 
 " Deeper than the deptfis beneath, 
 " Free and faithful, strong as deatli. 
 
 $ " Thou shalt see my glory soon ; 
 " When the work of grace is done, 
 " Partner of my throne shalt be, 
 " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me V* 
 
 a Lord it is ray chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet I love thee and adore, 
 O for grace to love thee more. 
 
 HYMN 3. P.M. 
 
 1 THROUGH tribulation's deep 
 The way to glory is, 
 This stormy course I keep 
 On these tempestuous ^eas, 
 ^ By waves and winds I'm tost and d"ive», 
 Freighted with grace and bound to heav'n. 
 
 3 Sometimes temptations blow 
 
 A dreadful hurricane. 
 
 And high the waters flow, 
 
 And o'er the sides break in ; 
 But still my little ship outbraves 
 Tht loilistViDg wifids and surging waves. 
 
HYMN 5. ^'79 
 
 3 When I in my distress, 
 My anchor hope can cast, 
 Within the pomises, 
 
 It hohls my vessel fast ; 
 Safely, she then at anchor rides, 
 'Midst stormy blasts and swelling tides. 
 
 4 If a dead calm ensues, 
 And heav'n no breezes give, 
 The oar of prayer I use, 
 
 I tufjf and toil and strive ; 
 Through storms and calms for many a day, 
 make but very little way. 
 
 5 But when a heav'niy breeze 
 Springs up and fills my sail, 
 My vessel goes with ease 
 Before the pleasant gale, 
 
 And runs as much an h.>ur or more, 
 As in a month or two before. 
 
 Hid hy the clouds from sight, 
 
 The sun doth not appear, 
 
 IS or can I in tlie night 
 
 Behold the moon or star ; 
 Sometimes for days and weeks or more, 
 I cannot see the sky or shore. 
 
 7 As at the time of noon 
 
 My quadrant faith, I take, 
 To view my Christ, my sun ; 
 If he the clouds should break, 
 
 I'm hapi)y when his face I see, 
 
 I know then wherabout 1 be. 
 
380 HYBfX S. 
 
 S The Bible is »tiv charf. 
 By it the seas I know ; 
 I cannot with it part, 
 It rocks anrl sands doth show, 
 It is a chart and compass too, 
 Whose needle points ^orever true. 
 
 9 1 keep aloof fron? pride. 
 
 Those rocks I pass with care ; 
 I studiously avoid 
 The whirlpool of despair. 
 Fresumption's quicksnnds too I shun* 
 Near them I do nor choose to run. 
 
 10 When through a strait I go. 
 Or near some coa.>-t am drove. 
 The plummet foith i throw, 
 And thus my safety prove. 
 The Scripture is the line which I 
 Fathom the depth of water by. 
 
 11 My vessel would be lost 
 In spite of all my care, 
 But that the Holy Ghost 
 Himself vouchsafes to steer. 
 
 And I throuifh all my voyage wilf 
 Depend upon my steersman's skiiL m 
 
 12 Ere I can reach heaven's coast, 
 I must a a^ulf pass through, 
 Which dreadful proves to most ; 
 For all this passaore go. 
 
 But all death's waves can't me o'erwhelra, 
 If God himself is at coy throne^ 
 
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 HrMN 4. . ISl 
 
 13 When throui^h this gulf I ^et, 
 Though r;)Ugh, it is but shoft, 
 The pilot augeis meet, 
 To brino me into port. 
 And \vh n 1 land on that blest shore, 
 I shall be sate foreverniore. 
 
 HYMN 4. P. M. 
 WHEN thou my righteous JiHgre shall comc 
 To call U\y ransom' ■ people huue ; 
 
 Shall I among th.-m stand ? 
 Shall such a worthless worm as I, 
 Who sometimes am aiVaiW t.. die 
 Be found at thj right hand 1 
 
 2 T love to meet nmonc; them now, 
 Before thy jrracions throne to bow, 
 
 Though vve.;kest of thtrn all. 
 But can J bear th?- pierrina fhfvuirht, 
 To have my worthless oanie left -lut] 
 
 When thou for them shali call ? 
 
 3 Prevent, prevent it by thy yrace ! 
 Be tlh.u dear l.ord my hiding pla^e, 
 
 In thit expected day; 
 Thy pard'nmg v;>ice 6 let me hear, 
 To still each nnbnlieving fear ; 
 
 Nor let me full I ; ray. 
 
 4 Let me am-mg thy saints be found 
 Wh.-ne'r th' archangel's trump shall sound 
 
 1" see thy Mniling face; 
 Then loud throu J, all rl.e crowd VU sing 
 Whde h..av<.n's resounding m.n^ions W 
 
 yynn shouts ol boundiess grace. 
 
3S2 HYMN 5. 
 
 HYMxN 5. L. M. 
 
 1 LIFT up your hearts, Emmanuers friends 
 And tast'- the pleasure Jesus sends ; 
 Let nothing cause you to delay, 
 But hast»!n on the good old way. 
 
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 Our conflicts here, tho' great they be. 
 Shall not prevent our victory ; 
 If we but watch and strive and pray, 
 Like soldiers in the good old way. 
 
 3 O good old way how sweet thon art, 
 May none of us from thee depart, 
 But may our actions always say, 
 We're marching in the good old way. 
 
 4 Tho' Satan may his powers employ, 
 Our happiness for to destroy. 
 
 Yet never fear, ve'll fjain the day. 
 And shout and sing the good old way. 
 
 5 And when on Pisgah's top we stand, 
 And view by faith the piomis'd land, 
 Then we may s'nof. and shotit and pray 
 And march along the good old way. 
 
 6 Ye valiant ::ouls, for heav'n contend, 
 Remember, glory's at t!ie end. 
 
 Our God will wipe all t-ars away, 
 When we have run the ;;ood old way. 
 
 7 Then far beyond this mortal shore 
 We'll meet with tho&e who've gone before. 
 And >hout to think we've gain'd the day, 
 By marching in the good old way. 
 
HYMN 6. 386 
 
 HYMN 6. P. M. 
 
 1 WHAT sound is this salutes my ear, 
 'Tis Gabriel's triimfj metiiiiiks I liear, 
 
 Til' expecte I day is come, 
 Behold the heavens, the earth and sea, 
 Proclaim the year of Jubdee, 
 Return, ye exiles, home. 
 
 2 Behold the new Jerusalem, 
 Illuminated by the Lamb, 
 
 In glory doth appear 
 Fair Zi)n rising from the tomb, 
 To meet her conq'ring king is come, . 
 
 And hails the Jubdee year. 
 
 3 The last loud trumpet soon shall sound, 
 And sleeping millions from the ground. 
 
 Shall mount the flaming skies. 
 T\ie. sun in darkness now is veil'd, 
 And all the pow'rg of hell assail'd, 
 
 Shall sink no more to rise. 
 
 4 Depart, ye cursed, down to hell, 
 With devils there forever dwell, 
 
 No more to see my face. 
 My precious gospel you've abus'd, 
 And all my calls of love refus'd, 
 
 And spurn'd my olFer'd grace. 
 
 5 See parents and their children part, 
 Sjrne shout for joy, some bleed at heart, 
 
 No more to meet again. 
 In fiery chariots Zion iiies. 
 And quickly gams the upper skies, 
 
 Fair Canaan's peaQeiui plains. 
 
 AA 
 
:J34 II I'M v 1. 
 
 G My soul is strivini>' to be there^ 
 I long to rlie a«d wing the air, 
 
 And join the host above. 
 Soon I shall quit this house of clay. 
 Clap my g'lad wino's and soar avva}> 
 
 And shout redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 7. L. M. 
 
 1 Awake my soul to j^vful lays 
 
 And sing my great Redeenier's praise^ 
 He justly claims a song from me 
 His loving kindness, O how free. 
 
 2 He sa\r me ruin'd in the fall, 
 Yet lovM me notwithstandir'2' all ; 
 He sav'd^me from my lost estate, 
 His loving kindness. O how great. 
 
 3 Thcmgh numerous hosts of mighty foes^ 
 Though earth ani h.dl mv way oppostf, 
 He safely lead* my soul along, 
 
 His loving iiindness, O how slronL^ 
 
 4 When trouble like a gloomy cloud 
 Has gather'd thick and thunder'd loud, 
 He near my soul has ahrays stood, 
 His loving kindness, O how <'-ood. 
 
 5 Often I feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart, 
 But though r havf- him oft forgot, 
 His loving kindness changes not. 
 
 6 So;)n siiall I pass this gloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail. 
 
O may my Inst exj)irinj^ breath 
 Tli.s loving kinrlne^s sijig' in death. 
 
 7 O mny I rise and scar away 
 
 To the bright worldrs of endless day. 
 And sin*,' with ra; ture am! surprise 
 His loving: luniijK'Ss in the slues. 
 
 HYMN 8. L. M. 
 
 The Gospel Market. 
 1 WHY stand you Iiore idle mv iVicnds all llie 
 day. 
 Your moments are fleet: ng. they'll soon pass 
 
 away ; 
 Here are all thini^s provided Ibr simmers un- 
 done 
 And you're all invited and welcome to come. 
 
 '2 Here's mercy and };ardon, here's love and 
 
 free grace, 
 Here's str^-ng consohition- here's great joy 
 
 and peace ; 
 Here's hope ibr the hopeless the weiny find 
 
 rest. 
 O ! come receive freely and be ever biess'd. 
 
 3 Here are ch;lhes for the naked, here all may 
 be v\m\, 
 
 Here's food for the I)ungry. your souls may 
 be hd^ 
 
 Here's manna from heav'ii, tliis food is di- 
 vine. 
 
 Fat things full of marrow and wine well re- 
 fin'd. ' 
 
386 HAMN 8. 
 
 4 Here's oil, milk and honey aplenty in st^e. 
 Sufficient for hundreds, yea, millions and 
 
 more ; 
 Here's balm for the wounded, here s strength 
 
 f<..r the weak. 
 Here are cordials divine provided for the 
 
 sick. 
 
 5 Here's medicine for healing all given out 
 
 free, , , 
 
 Here's eye-salve for eyes to make them to 
 
 see, , J , 
 
 The maim'd are heal'd, the lame made to 
 
 ThTdeaf made to hear, and the dumb made 
 to taiU. 
 
 6 Here the lepers are cleans'd and purgM from 
 
 their sores i „ro 
 
 Here sinners are pardoned, and souls are 
 
 made pure, , . 
 
 Here all that are willing, are easM from their 
 
 HeCb'nd slaves aie ransom'd and free'd 
 from their pains. 
 
 7 Here's armour and weapons for soldiers to 
 A breltplate, a helmet, a sword and a 
 H^let^'poor receive riches, a crown f;. the 
 
 Eternal salvation, and life from the dead. 
 
ii¥-AiN 9. 3S7 
 
 8 O ! como Jill yo needy, ye poor and distressed. 
 
 Come and receive freely and be ever bless'd; 
 
 O! come ! without money, to Jesus, and buy, 
 
 Then love him and praise him for ever on 
 
 high. 
 
 HYMN 9. L. M. 
 
 1 WHY should we be affrighted, at pestilence 
 
 or war ? . . 
 
 Tiie fiercer be the tempest the sooner it is 
 
 WithVesus in the vessel, the billows rise in 
 
 vain, „ . 
 
 They only will convey me to yon i.lysian 
 
 plain, 
 
 With glory in my soul. 
 
 2 This is the land of danger, and foes do press 
 
 me hard, . ,i , i i, 
 
 But Jesus Christ has promis'd, that he will 
 
 be my guard ; 
 There I shall not be tempted, above what 1 
 
 can bear, 
 When fighting's done, exalted, his kingdom 
 
 [ share, 
 
 With glory in my soul. 
 
 3 Though sinners they despise me, and laugh 
 at what 1 say, ^ 
 
 I find a little number, walks with me in tne 
 
 way. 
 Come on my loving brethren, they laughed 
 at Jesus too, 
 
8S3 HYMVO. 
 
 The Innrl appear^? before us, and heav'n iu 
 onr vi<^\v. 
 With uh»fy in my soul. 
 
 4 Althoufrh my flesh is mortal, immortal is my 
 
 hope, 
 T'i! try, hke holy Moses, to jfain the moun- 
 
 t:nn top ; 
 Tht re t>r. Jehovah's bidding, with cheerful- 
 
 m-ss I'll die. 
 And thpi) ascend to heav'n, and reign above 
 
 the sky. 
 
 With glory in my soul. 
 
 5 I feel that Jesus loves me, but why do I not 
 
 know. 
 To him I'm so unfaithful, in what I have to 
 
 do ; 
 I grieve to see 'my failings, but he does all 
 
 forjiive, 
 Which makes me love him more, and try by 
 
 faith tt) live, 
 
 With glory in my soul. 
 
 6 From him I have my orders, and which I do 
 
 obpy. 
 I fifid his Holy Snirit, ilhiminnles the wav ; 
 And It is S) doii-hiful. i mean to travel on, 
 'Til' I am Culled away, to receive a starry 
 
 C''>wn, 
 
 Wirh glory in my soul. 
 
 7 We soon shall reach fair'^Canaan. and on that 
 
 l):i|>|)v sh)re 
 Bey>nd the reach of sorrow, we'll shout for- 
 evermore ; 
 
HYMN 10. 389 
 
 There walk the goldea pavements, and blood- 
 wash u gaiMiHijt^ wear, 
 
 \i th Jr^ ''''' ""'■ f^^""^"^^^^ ^«^ -^^^^^s vvill 
 WitJi glory iii my soul. 
 
 With gioiy jn my soul. 
 
 1 LLT others their salvation rest 
 
 On o.itvvard forms, or distant heav'n 
 
 1 want God's kingdom in my br.ast, 
 And there to feei my sijis forgiv'n. 
 
 2 Some make their boast of cancei'd sin. 
 Before the worlds, or thev were made 
 Whde sfill they have a hell within, ' 
 Jmagme God their heav'n decreed. 
 
 I While others think some law fuIfiU'd 
 By Jesns when he bled and died, 
 Who never knew salvation seal'd 
 His life or death to them appliU ' 
 
 While others do their suuls destroy. 
 Who wait for death to find a heav'n • 
 JKet stran^a^ers to the heav'niy i„v 
 Or the new birth, and ain^ fo/giv'n. 
 
390 
 
 HYMN 11. 
 
 5 But I can trust in no decree, 
 Or law fultilied by Jesus Christ, 
 But that which works a birth in me, 
 And brings me to tlie gospel least. 
 
 6 I am bv nature dead in sin, . 
 My soul bound down with heavy chains, 
 Then 1 mu.t have my Christ withm, 
 Or else m death my soul remains. 
 
 7 I have a hell within my breast, 
 For there is all my weight of sin; 
 
 Then Christ can give my soul no rest, 
 Unless he gives a heav'n within. 
 
 8 My Christ forhids " lo here and there, 
 The secret chamber or desert, 
 
 And tiien he doth to me declare 
 God's kingdom is within the heart. 
 
 c) Then in my heart, O Jesus, reign, 
 With ihy blest kingdom all divine; 
 Remove mv death, break ev'ry chain, 
 And change my nature pure as thmc. 
 
 10 Then shall I be forever blest, 
 
 From all mv sins and sorrows fiee, 
 A peaceful kinirdom in my breast, 
 And I forever one with thee. 
 HYMN 11. C. M. 
 
 1 SWEET a-e the gifts which gracious heav' 
 
 On true believers pour ; 
 
 But the best .Mfts are grace to know 
 
 That Jesus Christ is ours. 
 
HYum 11. 391 
 
 2 Dear Jesus! what rich drops of grace 
 Descend in copious showers, 
 
 When ruin'd sinners such as we, 
 By faith can call him ours. 
 
 3 DiiTer we may. in age and state, 
 Learning- and mental power> ; 
 Yet ail tiie saints may jnin to sing, 
 Dear Jesus, tliou art ours. 
 
 4 Let those who know their Saviour not, 
 Deliii'ht in earth's "ay tiowers ; 
 
 We glory in our hetter lot, 
 That Jesus Christ is ours. 
 
 5 Wnen hope, with elevated fiiaht, 
 Toward heav'n in raoture towers, 
 'Tis this sui>ports our vent'rous wing, 
 We know tiiat Christ is ours. 
 
 6 When providence, with dark'ning sky, 
 On things terrestrial towers, 
 
 We rise superior to ihe gloom, 
 While singing Christ is ours. 
 
 7 Time, which this world, with all its joys. 
 With ea<rer haste devours, 
 
 JMay take inferior things away, 
 But Jesus still is ours. 
 
 8 Haste then, dull time, and terminate 
 Tliy slow revfdving hours, 
 
 V/e wish, we prav, we long, we pant. 
 In heav'n to call him ours, 
 
 EE 
 
393 HYMN 
 
 12. 
 
 HYMN 12. P. M. 
 
 DARK and thorny is the desert, 
 
 Thro' which pi^riiiis make their WAfi 
 Yet beyond tnis vale of sorrow, 
 
 Lie the fielus ».f endless day ; 
 Fiends loud hovvlm-' throuiih the desert 
 
 Make them tremble as they go, 
 And the fiery darts of Satan 
 
 Often bring their courage low. 
 
 O young soldiers, are you weary 
 
 Ot the roughness of the way ^ 
 Does your strength begin to fail you, 
 
 And your vigor to dec.iy 1 
 Jesus, Jesus will go with you ; 
 
 He will lead you to his throne ; 
 He who dy'd his garments for you, 
 
 And the wine-press trod alone. 
 
 I He whose thunder shakes creation, 
 
 He who bitis the planets roll ; 
 He who rides upcn the tempest, ^ 
 
 And whose sceptre sways the whole ^ 
 Round him are ten thousand angels 
 
 Ready to obev command ; 
 They are alwavs hov'ring round you, 
 
 Till you reach the heavenly land. 
 
 4 There on flowery hills of pleasure, 
 
 Lie the fields of endless rest ; 
 Love and joy, and peace forever, 
 
 Reign and triumph in your breast. 
 Who can paint the scenes of glory 
 
 Where the ransom'd dwell on high, 
 There on golden harps, forever 
 
 Sound redemption through the sky^ 
 
HYMN 13. 393 
 
 5 There's a million flaming^ seraphs 
 Who fly across the he iv'niy i)lain ; 
 
 There they sintj immortal praises; 
 
 Glory, glory is their strain. 
 But methiiiks, a sweeter concert, 
 
 Makes the heav'nly arches ring; 
 And the song is heard in Zion, 
 
 Which the angels cannot sing. 
 
 6 O their crowns ! how bright they sparkle. 
 Such as monarchs never wore ; 
 
 They are gone to richer pastures ; 
 
 Jesus is their shepherd there. 
 Hail ! ye happy, happy spirits, 
 
 Death no more shall make you fear, 
 Grief nor sorrow, pain nor anguish, 
 
 Shall no more distress you there. 
 
 HYMN 13. C. M. 
 
 1 Arise and shine, () Zion fair, 
 Behold, thy light is come, 
 
 Thy ghnious conq'rino: King is near, 
 To take his exiles home; 
 
 The trumpet's thund'rinir thro' the sky- 
 To set poor siiin-rs i'we ; 
 
 The day of wonders now is nigh, 
 The year of Jubilee 
 
 9 Ye heralds, blow your tr^umpets loud, 
 ThrougluiUt the eartle and sks ; 
 
 Go spread the news frcm pole to pole, 
 Behold the ju.lg'jient's m<rh ; 
 
 Blow out the *iun, utn up ti'.e earth, 
 Consume the rolling fl 'od ; 
 
 Whilst every star ishail disappear. 
 
394 HYMN 13. 
 
 The moon turn into blood. 
 3 Arise, ye nations under ground, 
 
 B<-tore the Judoe appear ; 
 All toHL'-ues, all lanjiuaires shall come, 
 
 Thc'ir final doom to hear ; 
 Kin^ lesus on his azure throne, 
 
 Teu thousand angfls roimd ; 
 While Gah.iel with her sdver trump, 
 
 Echoes the dreadful sound. 
 
 4 The glorious news of gospel grace, 
 
 With sinners now is o'er, 
 The truup m Zion now is still, 
 
 And to he blown no more ; 
 The watchmen ail have left their walls 
 
 And with their fiocks above , 
 On Canaan's hai^py shore they sing, 
 
 And fchout redeeming love. 
 
 5 Come, a 1 ye pil<rrims of the Lord, 
 
 Whose hearts are join'd in <.ne : 
 HolJ up your hands wilt, courage bold, 
 
 Your race is alm»»st run ; 
 Above the clouds behold h m stand, 
 
 And smiling, hid you conv ; 
 Whilst angels beckon you away, 
 
 To your eternal home. 
 
 6 To se*^ a pilgrim as he dies, 
 
 W ith eiory in his view ; 
 To heav'n he lifts his longing eyes, 
 
 \nd bids the world adieu ; 
 While friends stand weeping all around. 
 
 And loath to let him go, 
 
HYMN 14. 395 
 
 He shouts with his expirin<T breath, 
 And leaves them all below. 
 
 7 O Christians ! are you ready now, 
 
 To cross the narrow fi.>od ? 
 On Canaan's happy shore behold, 
 
 And see a sojilinir God ? 
 The dnzzWwjr charms of that bright world, 
 
 Attract my soul above ; 
 My tongue shall shout redeeming grace, 
 
 W hen perfected in love. 
 
 S Go on, my brethren, in the Lord, 
 
 I'm bound to meet you there ; 
 Although youVe to travel th' enchanted 
 
 Hold out and do not fear. [ground, 
 
 Fight on, fight on, ye conq'ring souls, 
 
 The land keep still in view ; 
 And when you reach fair Canaan's shore, 
 
 I hope to meet with you. 
 
 HYMN 14. L M. 
 i COME, brethren, and rejoice with me, 
 
 For Jesus Christ hath set me free. 
 From that which did defile my heart. 
 And made me from my God depart. 
 When I by faith receiv'd him. 
 He fili'd my soul up to the brim 
 With streams of grace and love divine, 
 Whicli proves the promises are mine ; 
 How good it is, how sweet to me, 
 O tiiat mankind would all be free. 
 
 2 I was much plagu'd with outward sin, 
 But most with that which dweit within, 
 
 SB 
 
396 • HYMN 14. 
 
 Which always barr'd my Saviour ou(, 
 And Kept me in distressing doui/t ; 
 Bill all my doubts are driv'n away, 
 By brilliancy of gospel day, 
 Which shines so clear, I must believe 
 That I do in my Saviour live 
 A life of love, a heav'n below, 
 I've not a doubt, I feel it so. 
 
 3 If more you wish to know of mCy 
 I'm happy now, and wish to be 
 While I do in the flesh remain, 
 'Till I return to God again ; 
 For I do feel his love most sweet, 
 When Mary like, I Jit his feet, 
 Do claim my portion of his love. 
 Which lifts my heart to things above ; 
 He gives me to a heav'uly flame. 
 Which makes me praise bis holy name, 
 
 4 How grateful then, ought I to prove, 
 For the sweet tokens of his love, 
 
 AVhich cheers my lipart and makes me 
 And stamps his image on my soul, [whole 
 A debtor great, I surely be. 
 To him whose power has saved me ; 
 A heav'n of love he hath bestow'd. 
 Which stays my mind on him, my God ; 
 And what does much increase the score, 
 When I thank him, he gives me more. 
 
 5 A happy soul indeed am I, 
 My mind is fix'd above the sky 
 
 On things divine, at God's right hand> 
 
HYMN 15, 397 
 
 ^Vhei-e I shall see that friend of man, 
 Who pleads my cause in courts above, 
 And gives to me his heav'nly love, 
 To fit me for that blessed place, 
 Where I'll enjoy his fidlest gr-dce ; 
 Wliat holy joy, what heav'nly bliss, 
 To dwell where Christ my Saviour is ! 
 
 fi Come, brethren dear, whose joys abound. 
 By hearinjr precious 2^ospel sound. 
 Cheer up your hearts and stron^r believe 
 In Jesus Christ, who ever lives ; 
 For thouo^h your race is not quite run, 
 You feel that heav'n is now begun ; 
 Then let us raise a holy sonir, "^ 
 And praise him as we pass along, 
 To joys above where we shall be^, 
 Happy in vast eternity. 
 
 7 We're happy now in clogs of clay, 
 But what is that to open day, 
 Of glory beaming all around, 
 Where sin and grief can ne'er be found, 
 How happy vve shall be that day, 
 To think that we did watcfi and pray, 
 And keep our garments clean and white. 
 Fit to appear with saints in light ; 
 Quite free, O then, our joys will be, 
 And so remain eternally. 
 
 HYMN 15. P. M. 
 
 i BRETHREN, while we sojourn here 
 Fight we must, but should not fear, 
 I'oes we have, but we've a friend, 
 
398 "YMN IG. 
 
 One that loves us to the end ; 
 Furrt-ard then, wrh courage go, 
 
 Long we shall not dwell below; 
 Soon me joytul news will couje, 
 
 Cnild, your Father calls— Come home, 
 
 2 In the world a thousand snares 
 
 Lay to take us unawares ; 
 Satan witlj malicious art, 
 
 Walches each unguarded heart ; 
 Bat from Satan's mahce free ; 
 
 Saints shall soon victorious he ; 
 SoMU tlie joyful news will come. 
 
 Child; your Father calls— Come home- 
 
 3 But of all the foes we meet, 
 
 None so apt to turn our feet ; 
 None betray us into sin, 
 
 L;Ue the foes we have within ; 
 Yet let nothing spoil your peace, 
 
 Christ will also conquer these; 
 Then the joyl'ul news will come. 
 
 Child, your Father calls -Come home, 
 
 HYMN 16. L. M. 
 
 1 ^VE'VE found the rock, the travellers cried,. 
 The stone that all the prophets tried ; 
 Come, children, drink the l;almy dew, 
 'Twas Christ who shed his bloud for you. 
 
 2 This costly mixture cures the soul. 
 Which sin and guiU h:id made so foul ; 
 O that vou would belie\e in Uod, 
 
 And wash in Christ's most precious blood. 
 
HVMN 17 399 
 
 3 O henrken children ! Christ is come, 
 '^Ihe britlf is ready, let us run ; 
 
 I'in oflad I ever saw this day, 
 
 That we might meet to prase and pray. 
 
 4 There's orlory, jrlory in my soul. 
 Come, mourners, feel the current roll ; 
 Welcome, dear friend, 'ns known to-night, 
 It shines around with dazzling light. 
 
 5 And in this light we'll soar away. 
 Where tliere's uo night hut open day; 
 O children, children, bear the cross, 
 And count the world below as dross. ^ 
 
 6 We'll hear the cross and wear the crown, 
 And by our Father's side sit down ; 
 
 His grace will feed our hungry souls, 
 While love divine eternal r 41s. 
 
 7 His fiery chariots make their way, 
 To welcome us to en<lless dav ; 
 There glitt'rin;^: millnns we shall join, 
 To praise the Prince of David's line. 
 
 HYMN 17. P. M. 
 1 COME preci >u.-; soul, and let as take 
 A walk becoming you and me, 
 And whither, my friend. 
 Shall we our footsteps bend 
 To Calvary or to Gathsemane, 
 
 ^ " O Calvary is a mountain high, 
 
 'Tis niu h too hard a task for me ; 
 And 1 had rather stay 
 Jn the broad and pleasant way, 
 
00 HYMN 17. 
 
 Than to walk in the garden of Gathsemane. 
 
 3 It would not appear such a mountain high, 
 Nor such a ta-^k dear sinner, for thee, 
 
 If you lov'd the Man 
 Who first laid the plan, 
 Of climbing the mountain Calvary. 
 
 4 * I'd rather abide in this pleasant plain, 
 My gay and merry friends to see : 
 
 And tarry awhile 
 In the j)vs of the world, 
 Than to climb up the mountain Calvary. 
 
 ^ Your ffay companions must lie in the dust, 
 Their souls are bound for misery: 
 
 And if you ever stand, 
 
 On Canaan's ha|>pv land, 
 You must climb up the mountain Calvary. 
 
 6 * There is no pleasure that I can behold. 
 And it I? a lonely way to me ; 
 
 For I have hen^rd them sty 
 There are Lit.ns in the iv 'y. 
 And they lurk in the mountain Calvary.' 
 
 7 It is a peaceful pleasant way, 
 
 Poor uand'rinir soul coiiid you but see ; 
 
 And you sliali have a fruard, 
 
 Yea, the Angels of God, 
 To coucflict you o'er mountain Calvary. 
 
 3 I'd rather have peace, and live at my ease, 
 Than to be utflicted thus by fhee; 
 When blooming youth is ^on9 
 
HYMN 18. 401 
 
 And when old age comes on, 
 I will climb up the mountain Calvary. 
 
 9 There is no hetter time than youvjj, 
 To travel the mountain as you see ; 
 
 NVhen old aj^e <'.ome» «.n, 
 You are burden'd with sin. 
 Then how can you climb up Calvary. 
 
 10 *• O leave this melancholy theme, 
 I cannot enjoy anv jieace for thee ; 
 
 There is time enoujih yet. 
 And thf jouiney's n -t sr, i^reat, 
 lean soon climb the mountain Calvary. 
 
 11 O, haik. I hear a doleful sound ! 
 You greatly shouid alarmeti be ; 
 
 -. bloom n ; v outii is gone 
 And is laid in tht^ tomb. 
 Who refused to i limb Mount Calvary. 
 
 12 '• Alas, I know not what to do, 
 You greatiy have alarmed me, 
 
 For in sin I've gone on, 
 Till I fear I'm undone, 
 Lord, help lue to climb up Calvary. 
 
 13 O tarry not in all the plain. 
 
 Lest It prove a dangerou- snare to thee 
 but look to the Man, 
 Who was slain for your sin. 
 
 And he'll help you to climb up Calvary. 
 
 HYMN 18. L. M. 
 1 COME, ye that love the ■ or<l indeed, 
 Who are from sin and bondage freed, 
 
402 HYMN 18. 
 
 Submit to all the WMys of God, 
 And walk this inrrow happy road. 
 
 2 Great fribulation you shnll meet, 
 
 But soon you II walk the g- Iden street : 
 Thons^L hell m^y raire and ven her sf'ite, 
 Yet Christ will save his heart's delio-ht. 
 
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 3 I'he happv day will soon appear, 
 When Gabriel's trumpet you shall hear 
 Sound thro' the earth, yea, down lo hellj 
 To call the nations jjreat and small. 
 
 4 Behold the skies in burninir flame, 
 The trumpet louder still proclaim, 
 
 T he world must hear i'ud know their doom 
 The separation day is come. 
 
 5 Behold the righteous marchin^f home. 
 And all the anjrels bid them come ; 
 While Christ the JudL^e their joy proclaims 
 Here comes my snjnts, I know their names^ 
 
 6 Ye everlasting doors, fly wide, 
 M»ke ready to receive my bride ; 
 
 Ye harps of heaven come, sound aloud, 
 Here comes the purchase of my blood. 
 
 7 In grandeur see the royal line, 
 Whose glit'ring robes the sun outshine, 
 See saints and anaels join in one 
 
 And m irch in splendor to the throne. 
 
 S They siand in wonder and look on, 
 And join in one eternal song ; 
 Their great Redeemer to admire. 
 While raplure sets their hearts on fire. 
 
HYMN 19,20. 403 
 
 HYMN 19. P. M. 
 
 1 The sun sets at iii2:ht, 
 
 ^nd tlie stars shun the day ; 
 But "lory remains 
 
 When the liuht fades away : 
 Beii^in, ye admirers of Jesus' hjve, 
 Who died to redeem us, and raise us above. 
 
 2 Keroember the night, 
 
 VV hen his sorrows began, 
 The horrors of darkness 
 
 That fell on the man ; 
 Why so faint and so slow does your gratitude, 
 
 move. 
 To the L.imb that was wounded that sinners 
 
 might live. 
 
 3 RejTiember the spot 
 
 Where in ano^ iish he lay, 
 The sins which he bore 
 
 From his people away ; 
 Now faith rises hi^h, we exult in his love 
 W^ho died to redeem us but now is above. 
 
 4 We'll go to the land 
 
 Where our Saviour is gone, 
 And saints shall rejoice 
 
 In the fruits of his son, 
 And the angels shall sing halle'ujah, Amen, 
 All glory aud praise to the Lamb that was 
 
 slain. 
 
 HYMN 20. P. M. 
 1 STOP, poor sinner, stop and think, 
 Before you farther go, 
 
 FF 
 
404 HYMN 20. 
 
 Can you sport upon the brink 
 
 Ofeverlaslinii wo ? 
 Hell beneath is ga}>ing wide, 
 
 Veijgea.ce waits the dread command. 
 Soon will sto|> your sj)«>it ad pride, 
 
 And sink you witu the damn'd. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Then be entreated now to stop, 
 For unless you warning take, 
 
 Ere \ou are aware you 11 drop 
 Into a burning lake. 
 
 2 Say. have you an arm like God, 
 
 That y^'ii his will opp'se 1 
 Fear you n<>t that iron r<»d 
 
 With which he breaUs his foes 7 
 Can you stand in ^hat great day. 
 
 When hi."* judgm. nt »v ill proclaim ; 
 When the earlh shall melt away, 
 
 ]iike wax before the danie 1 
 
 3 Ghastly dfath will quickly come, 
 
 And draif you to the bar : 
 Then to hear your awful doom, 
 
 Will fill you with 'Jesp:n - 
 All vour sins will round you cro\r5 
 
 Sins of a blood cnmso. dye ; 
 Each f>r vengeam e cry alou.i. 
 
 And wiial will you reply ? 
 
 4 Thou/h your hearts he made of steel, 
 
 Your tor heals lin'd with bra.-s, 
 God at len th wiW make you fc«i ; 
 Jtie will not kt you xJasa.^ 
 
HYMN 21. 40S 
 
 Sinners then in vain will call, 
 
 (Tli'>' they n^w despij^e his j^race ;) 
 
 *' Rocks and mountains, an us fall, 
 An i hide us i'rmn his face." 
 
 £» But as yet there is a hope, 
 You may his mercy know; 
 Tho' his arm be lifted \tp^ 
 
 He still forbears the hlovir. 
 It was for sinneis Jesus (iied ; 
 Sinners h'^ invites to come : 
 None that come shjill be denied— 
 He says tliere stili is room. 
 
 HYMN 21. L M. 
 
 1 JESUS ! and shall it ever be 
 A mortal man asham'd of thee ! 
 Asham'd of thee wiiom an,^els prai«ie, 
 Whose glories shi-ie through endless days! 
 
 9 Asham'd of Jesus 1 sooner far- 
 Let eveni if b'ush to own a star; 
 He sh<^ Is the hea 'is of lijht divine, 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus! just as soon 
 Let mi iniifht be a ham'd of noon ! 
 'Tis mi Iniiyht with my soul, tUI he, 
 Bright moruing star bids darkness flee. 
 
 4 Asham'd of Jesus • that dear friend 
 On whom my hnpes of heaven d pend ! 
 No -when I blush — be this my shame 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
406 HYMN 22. 
 
 5 Ashan'd of Jpsu- ! yes, I may, 
 
 ySi [l^'n >\e no guil to wash away ; 
 No tears to wire, no jyfood to cr ve, 
 No fears to quell, uo soul to save. 
 
 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then 1 boast a Saviour slam 
 And O may this my glcry be, 
 
 That Christ is not ashara'd of me. 
 
 7 His institutifuis J will prize, 
 
 Take up my cro-s -the slume despise ; m 
 D--re to defend his n< ble cjuise, ▼ 
 
 And yield obedience to his laws. 
 
 HYMN 22. L. M. 
 
 1 IVe listed in the holy war. 
 CiiUtent ^^ irh sufT'iinj: soldiers fare, 
 The banner o'er iny he d is love, 
 Idr.w ;: y rati«»ns irom above. 
 
 2 I've fought through many battles sore, 
 And 1 m ii?t li ht ihiough many more, 
 
 I tMke my bieast-piitte sword a .d shield, 
 And bodily march into the tield. 
 
 2 I've listed and I mean to fiirht 
 Tdl ail my foes are iniX to flight, 
 And when the coviquest I have won, 
 ril give the |)raise to G»)d alone. 
 
 4 Come fellow christians join with me, 
 Come, face the f'»e and never flee, 
 The holy warfare is begun. 
 The prize is an imtnortai crown. 
 
^ 
 
 HYMN 2',^j. 40^ 
 
 5 With listinof orders* I am come, 
 Enlist with lise boti) old arid yMinfr, 
 With iJi.nst ou may acceptance hud, 
 For hc'ii receive the hait and - imd. 
 
 6 He's gone vi tor ons < n beT-'ie, 
 And you may uravv on grace's store, 
 A boii.ity iiere of love is gi en, 
 
 And gluriiius crowns laid up in heaven. 
 
 HYMN 23 P M. 
 THROUGHOUT the Saviour's life we trace, 
 Nothing but shams' and ceep distress, 
 
 iVo period eise is seen . 
 Till he a spoties victim iell, 
 Ta>tnitf in soUi a paintui hell, 
 
 Lau&Vi by he Ciealure&in. 
 
 2 On the cold ground n»ethinks I see 
 My Savi ur viiCv 1 and [iray tor me ; 
 
 For this I hiiji adi»re : 
 S- iz'd with a chilly sweat throughout, 
 Bl M)d drops did force their passage out 
 
 Thro' every opening pore. 
 
 3 The piercing thorns his temple bore, 
 His l;ac!v with lashes ;dl uastor^, 
 
 Till thou the honest: iht see; 
 ]M(;ckingtbey pushed him hete and there, 
 ^[arking Sis way w;ih blood and teuis, 
 
 Press'd by tlie heavy tree. 
 
 4 Thus up the hill he painful ciuT^e, 
 
 Round him th^y mock'd and made tlieir game 
 
 At length his cross they rear, 
 And can you see the miglitv God, 
 
408 HYMN S4, 
 
 Cry on! benenth '^in'- heavy load, 
 Without one thankful lear ? 
 
 5 Thus veilM In hinnanlty. 
 
 He dies in nngntsh on the tree ; 
 
 'hat toHiiue hiis grief can te!l : 
 The shudd'nng '*«>cks heir he'd-* recline 
 The njornino ^nn refus'd to shine, 
 When the Redeemer fell. 
 
 Thn«« was llje sun in darkness vfiPd 
 AVIien Christ u|)'»n t'ue cross was n- il'd 
 
 The fa ni d, ciir>ed iree ; 
 He sigh'd. he grnan d, 'tis fihish'd now, 
 And thus his glwr'ous hpnd did bow, 
 And shook mount Calvary. 
 
 7 Shout, brethren, siiout in so^g* divine, * 
 
 He dia k the jjjall to give is wine, 
 
 To qu iicn our ;jarchin«^ thirst ; 
 
 Seraph , ad-ancn yout vfMces briber, 
 
 Bride oithe Lavnb, uni'e Ihe < boir, 
 
 Anil p aise t e preciou ChfiSt. 
 
 HYMN -34. L. M. 
 
 1 NOW in a sonT of sjratefnl praise, 
 Try mv dear Lord my voice i II r..isc, 
 Witl'/all 'he saints I'll join to tell 
 My Jesus has done rdl things well. 
 
 2 All worlds bis ffl'^rious rnwer confess, 
 H's wisdoin all his w^'rks express ; 
 But O hi«! lov'^ what ton^u' can tn\ ! 
 My Jesus hath done all tbins:9 well. 
 
 i 
 
I 
 
 HYMN 24. 409 
 
 H I spurn'dhis ^race — I broke his laws, 
 But yet he und rtook my cause, 
 To save me. thot!;Th I di 1 rebel ; 
 My J^sus hath done all things well. 
 
 4 At last my soul has known his love, 
 WhU 'nercy has ^^e made me proxe ! 
 Mercv which doth all praise excel ; 
 My Jesus hrtth done all things well. 
 
 5 If e'er my Saviour and my God 
 Di ' on me lay his chasrnm^rod, 
 
 Knew whatever me befel, 
 My Jesus would do all things well. 
 
 6 Thouofh many a fiery flaming dart 
 H-'^ aim'd to wmnd me to the heart 
 With this 1 all their rage expel, 
 My Jesus hath done all thingii well. 
 
 7 Oft time*' my Lord his face did hide 
 To make me pray or kill my pn^'e ; 
 Yet on my mind it s'il! doth dwell, 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 S Soon shall I pass the vale of death, 
 And in his arms resign my breath : 
 Then, th -n, my happv suul shall tell, 
 My Jesus hath done all things well. 
 
 And when to that bright world I rii^e, 
 A 'd join sweet ser tphs in the skies, 
 Ab^^'ve the re<t this note sliall svvell, 
 M> Jesus hath dpneall things well. 
 
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i\{X IIVMN 25. 
 
 HYMN 25. P. 31. 
 
 1 HAIL y? folio vers of the L^nib I 
 Ye who love the S vi« ur's lanie, 
 Who are cl an^'d with par I'liiiig bloody 
 Go wiih us the w-y i: good. 
 
 2 EtPrna] life we h?ive in view. 
 While we on our way pursue, 
 March with us on th<^ heavenly read,. 
 Go with us, the way is good. 
 
 3 Come, ye sinners sick and sore. 
 Flee fr(^m sin anH Sntan's power, 
 W Ik the path which Je-us trod, 
 <jo with us, the wny is gpod. 
 
 4 Le 've the world ■<^r)d s< ek th^ Lord^ 
 Re«d and > editate hi"* word, 
 
 T ke it for your co >-tant jiui ie, 
 Go with U", the w ty is good. 
 
 5 Come, ye ag'^d, come ye young, 
 Everv nation, every tonaue, 
 
 S 'und the Siviour's praise abroad. 
 Go witii us, the way is good. 
 
 4) D'Mibting «oul=, dismiss your fears, 
 M u -ing -^ou'S. dry up yourtenrs, 
 C'>nie, and h^ar tUe Sni ur*s word? 
 G » with us, the w >y is good. 
 
 7 Ne'^dy sinners, doubt no more, 
 Jesus has ;in ample store. 
 Richest wine and choicest food, 
 ^0 with us, the way is good. 
 
HYMN 26. 411 
 
 8 Bur^lenM soul-? oppr^^s'rl with grief, 
 Jesus fi'v-eiy s^raMts reliefs 
 He'll Kersiove your h'tvy load, 
 Go with us t'le XVHv is ^<»ocl. 
 HYMN 26. P. M 
 1 YE chil'lren of Jesus, who are bounfl for 
 the Kingloni 
 Attime all y»)ur v..ic^s, a'ul hp'p nrjp fusing, 
 ^S veet iTJthenis of praises to my lovi g Jesus, 
 HFor he is my Propiiet, my i riest an>l rny 
 
 King : 
 
 eu J ^sMs first found. me, to hell I was go- 
 ing, 
 
 His lov ' did surr' und me, and sav'd ""® ^^fcjtt^ 
 fuiii ; IP^ 
 
 He kindly embrac'd me, and sweetly he kis- 
 seH me. 
 
 And taught rue al'ud his sweet praises to sing. 
 
 2 Whv shouM you go mourning from such a 
 physician, 
 
 Who is able and willing your sickness to 
 cure ! 
 
 Come tn him believing, tiiough ba 1 your con- 
 diiion, 
 
 Hi'^ Father has promis' I y^^ur c^sp to ensure : 
 
 My soul he hath healed, my heart he rejoic- 
 es. 
 
 He brought me to Zion.to join the glad voic- 
 es ; 
 
 I'll serve hi-n and prai"*'^ him. and always a- 
 <\o^e him, 
 
 Till we meet hiin in heaven where parting's 
 no more. 
 
412 HYMN 2C. 
 
 S My heart's now in heaven, to Jesus aseend- 
 ed, 
 
 I'm bonno to press on to the mark for the 
 piize ; 
 
 And vvhen my temptations and trials are en- 
 ded, 
 
 On wings of bright seraphs my soul will a- 
 rise, 
 
 chrijstians, Vm happy in this contempla- 
 
 My Soul it drinks in the sweet streams ^'^j^^B 
 
 1 long to be flying that T may be vieing ^l 
 ^ijf/itb the tallest archangel that shouts in the 
 
 Ig^M skies. 
 
 4 Cheer up, ye dear pilgrims, for Canaan** > 
 bet'T^' you ; 1 
 
 We'll scale the bright mountains, still shout- 
 ing free irrace. 
 
 On Zion's fair borders we'll sing hallelnjabs, 
 
 Anl sit in the smiles of Ininianuel's face, 
 
 To those who there enter, there is no return- 
 ing. 
 
 No sorrow nor sighing, no weeping nor 
 mourning. 
 
 But joyfully feasting, and shouting, and sing- 
 ing 
 
 All glory to Jesus, svho brought this free 
 grace. 
 
 £ My soul's -ull of glory, why should I stay 
 longer. 
 Bright anj^els in heaven now call me away, 
 
HTTMN 27. 413 
 
 My spirit in Jesus grows stronger and strong- 
 er, 
 
 My soul now exults to behold the glad day : 
 
 O Christians ! O (Jhnstiaiis ! O had you not 
 ratlier, 
 
 Be shouiiijg in glory with your blessed Fath- 
 er ? 
 
 Where clouds and temptations, and pain and 
 vexation, ' 
 
 Pre all lost forever m perfect bright day. 
 his moment the angels are hovering around 
 us, 
 And joining with mortals to praise their 
 sweet King : ^.t*' 
 
 And waiting for Jesus to call and to cro#n 
 
 us. 
 
 To make the bright arches of heaven to ring. 
 There with our dear Saviour we'll meet one 
 
 another, 
 The wife and the husband, the sister and 
 
 brother, 
 In the highest measures of love's sweetest 
 
 pleasure, 
 Salvation thro' Jrsus, forever we'll sing. 
 
 HYMN 27. P. M. 
 
 1 YE children of Zi«)n, who're a ming for glo- 
 ry, 
 Fn listed with Jesus, to .] ht aiainsl hell, 
 New-Canrian's bngdt borders aie now just 
 
 before you, 
 Ihrougi* Jordan's pr«jud billows its banks 
 over bwell : 
 
414 HYMN 27. 
 
 Ten thousand have cross'd it, and are now 
 
 in heaven, 
 A shouting and praising the great One in 
 
 Seven ; 
 And I hope my Saviour will bring us all over, 
 In the land of sweet Canaan forever to dwell. 
 
 1 
 
 2 This m:\kes my heart merry, it fills me with 
 
 slory, 
 That toiling and laboring one day will 
 
 e'er : 
 At the feet of my saviour I'll there tell 
 
 story, 
 When sin, pain and sorrow, can reach us no 
 
 more 
 Be bold and couraoreons and fe ir not the devil, 
 Thoujjh he should speak of you all manner 
 
 of evil : 
 Altho* hell en-ages yet Je-us ensranes 
 To bring us all shouting to Canaan's bright 
 
 shore. 
 
 3 Like ships on the ocean, we're tost by com- 
 
 motion : 
 
 But Chri^^t is the pilot, and he's a sure sruide ; 
 
 When sick and afflicted, kind love has a lo- 
 tion. 
 
 Which flows in abundance from Jesus' side. 
 
 Though Satan's wild whirlwinds, like de- 
 luges ro;iring. 
 
 With floods of teinptations, as hail down a 
 pouring ; 
 
 Though devils should haunt you, yet let them 
 not Haunt you, 
 
 For Jesus rules over the wind and the tide- 
 
HYMN 27. 415 
 
 1 I feel his love blazing, my spirits are raising, 
 
 Had I an»el's pinions, away I wouM go ; 
 
 And see that bright city, and hear angels 
 praising, 
 
 And ail the enjoyment of glory to know ; 
 
 To tho^e blessed Seven, that shine thro' all 
 heaven, 
 
 All glory from saints and from angelsjae giv- 
 en ; 
 
 My heart's all on fire ; my Jesus draws nigh- 
 
 fttk ^*' • 
 
 ^^klis love like an ocean, all through me doth 
 IPF flow. 
 
 5 His love so constrains me, this carlh can't 
 contain me : 
 
 My soul's like a buttle that's filled with new 
 wine, 
 
 'Tis grace that supports me, or glory would 
 crush ine, 
 
 AVhen flames from sweet heaven all round 
 rfiie doth shine. 
 
 Bright angeis attend me where'er I am going; 
 
 Sweet Jesus, direct me, whate'er J am louig, 
 
 A subject of wonder, on which angeis pon- 
 der. 
 
 That beggars are rais'd to a life so divine. 
 
mwM^. 
 
 A 
 
 PAGE ^ 
 
 i 
 
 Awake, Jerusalem, awake 
 Ah! whither should I f?o 
 
 And can I yet delay 25 
 
 And wilt thou yet be found 27 
 
 Ah ! Lord, with trembling I confess 40 
 
 A charge to keep I have 64 
 
 Arise, my soul, arise 70 
 
 Author of taith, eternal word 78 
 
 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed 78 
 
 Adam descended from above 82 
 
 Author of our salvation, ihee 93 
 
 Almiffbty Maker, God 101 
 
 A fountain of life and of grace 105 
 
 An inward baptism of pure fire 122 
 
 Away, my unbelieving fear 1-^2 
 
 And are we yet alive 146 
 
 And let our bodies part 151 
 All thanks to the lamb, who gives us, &c. 155 
 
 Arm of the Lord awake awake 167 
 
 Awake, my soul, to meet the day 176 
 
 And am I born to die 186 
 
 And am I only born to die 187 
 
 And let this feeble body fail 188 
 
INDEX 417 
 
 And must I be to jucla:n»ent broutjht 194 
 
 Awake my lieart, a;ise mv t'^ngue 250 
 
 Au-akeoiir souls, anay our fears, 256 
 Aiifl now the scales have left mine eyes 351 
 
 And are we wrotch«^'syet alive 3G3 
 
 And must this body die 3(30 
 
 Awake mv soui ti> joyf(d lays 38-1 
 
 Arise and shine, O Zion fair 393 
 
 B 
 
 jiBlow ye the trumpet, blow -. 5 
 
 B- iuif of beiuiy, God of l"ve 60 
 
 Be It my only wisdom iere 61 
 
 Bid nw. of men beware 61) 
 
 Behold the Saviour of mankind 76 
 
 Blest be our everiastiiiji Lord 87 
 
 Blest be the dear uniting love 150 
 
 Behold ! with awful pomp 197 
 
 B!<'ss, O my soul, the livng God, 223 
 
 Behold the sure foundation stone 233 
 
 Beh'.df! the glories of the Laujb 2 '3 
 
 Beh<>ld tlie ^race appears 244 
 
 Behold, what wond'rous u^race 261 
 
 Bury'd in tlie shadows of the nipht 2*^0 
 
 Blest are tite humble s. u's tiiat see ^282 
 B:hohi the, wretch, wh*»&e lu^ts and wine 291 
 
 Behold how sinners disagree 294 
 
 Bright King of * lory, dreadful God 337 
 Blest morning, wliose young dawning rays 347 
 
 Bless'd with the joys ol innocence 372 
 
 Brethren, while we sojourn here 397 
 
 ■ C 
 
 ^onie, ye sinners, poor and needy -8 
 
418 INDEX 
 
 Come, O thou all-victorious Lord 16 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit. Iieaveiily Dove 57 
 
 Come. Father, Son. and Holy Ghcst 60 
 
 Conje, Saviour, let thy tokens pmve 94 
 
 Celestial Dove, descend from hig!. 97 
 
 Come, Father, Son and Holy ? host 98 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 99 
 
 Come, Savi lur, Jj^sus, from above 119 
 
 Come, I (frd, and claim me for thy own I'JO 
 
 Come, O thou greater than our heart 125 
 
 Comf on, my partners in distress 13S^ 
 
 Chddren of the heavenly King 140 ' 
 
 Come, let us use the grace divine 149 
 
 Cotnfort, ye ministers of grace 160 
 
 Come, Holy Gho>;t. our "earts inspire 179 
 
 Come, sound his praise abroad 2'^1 
 
 Come, dearest Lord descend and dwell 296 
 
 Come we that love the Lord 3"J5 
 
 Come, iloly Spirit heav'uly Dove, 328 
 
 Come all harmonious ton^fues 352 
 
 Coiiie, haopy souls approach your God 362 
 
 Coif»e, let us lift oui joyful eyes 865 
 
 Come brethren and rejoice with me 395 
 
 CoiTje precious soul, and let »is take 399 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord indeed 401 
 
 D 
 
 Draw near, O Son of God, draw near 162 
 
 D<^at ! may dissolve my body now 252 
 
 Dre d Sov'reign. let my evening song 311 
 
 Df .scend froiM heav'n immortal Dove 3*23 
 
 Death f-annot make «)ur souls afraid 336 
 
 Down headlong from the native skies 359 
 
 Dark and ihoruy is the desCit 393[ 
 
INDEX ' 41^ 
 
 E 
 
 Extended on a cursed tree 80 
 
 Eieniai Fijvver, vvuuse ijigh abode 88 
 
 Eieniai beam ol ugbl di.ine ltJ8 
 
 Equip me lor liie war 114 
 
 Except the Lord conduct the plan l45 
 
 EarJ)', m^ God, vvIth^.ut delay 213 
 
 F 
 
 Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord 32 
 
 Fain would 1 go to iiiee, my God 34 
 
 Fountain of lite to all l»elow 43 
 
 Father, I strt tch my hands tii thee SO 
 
 Father, how wide thy glories stnne ^4 
 
 Father. 1 dare believe ll»7 
 
 For ever here niy rest shall be 101 
 
 Fondly my foolish heart essays 144 
 
 Father, if justiy still we ( laiin 159 
 
 Fa|lier ol me and alt mankind 1(36 
 Father, our i earts we lift ' lOS 
 
 Father of mercies, m thy word 1^0 
 
 Father! 1 sin;i thy won«i'rous grace 215 
 
 Fr< m age to age exalt liis i ame 2-i5 
 
 From all that dwell belov\ the skies 2til 
 I'ar froai niv thoughts, ^am world, begone 3i6 
 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise 348 
 
 G 
 
 God is in this and every place 80 
 
 Gr-at God, indulge my hum le claim 53 
 
 Gf>d of all grace and maj^^^ty 55 
 
 Gracious Redeem*- r, shake G7 
 
 Give me a sober mind 70 
 
 Great Ood ! to me the sight afford 74 
 
42^ INDEX 
 
 Glory to God on high 96 
 
 Ood of eteriia! truth and jjrace 123 
 
 God of my life, whose gracjoiis power 131 
 
 Give to the winds thy fears 134 
 
 Giver of concord, prince of peace 154 
 
 God of all consolation, take 156 
 
 God of my life h^oR ^iently down 206 
 
 Good is the Lord, the heavenly King 214 
 
 God, my snp(>orter and my hope 217 
 
 Great God, attend, while Zi.n sinj^s 2 9 
 
 Great God, I own the sentence just '^'% 
 
 Go preach my gospel, sutii the Lord 293' 
 
 Go worship at Immanuel's feet 301 
 
 Great God ! how inlinite art thou 345 
 
 God of the seas, thy thuud'ring voice 3^5 
 
 H 
 
 Ho ! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigli 13 
 
 How sad our state by natuie is 29 
 
 How can a sinner know 71 
 
 He dies, the Friend of sinners dies 78 
 
 Hail. Father, Son, and H(dy Ghost 85 
 
 H'*lv as tlion, O Lord, is none 86 
 
 Hoii ! holy, h ly, holy Lord 89 
 
 H w happy every child of grace 100 
 
 Hai! !.thou once despised Jesus 101 
 
 Happy the man that finds the grace 103 
 
 Holy, and true, and rightecuis Lord 113 
 
 He Wilis that I should holy be 124 
 
 How do thy mercies close me round 129 
 
 Hark, how the watchmen cry 142 
 
 Hi<rh on ^lis everlasting thr'»n8 160 
 
 How happy is the pilgiim's lot 184 
 He comes ! He comes ! the Judge severe 194 
 
INDEX 421 
 
 How did my h'^art rejiMco to hear 2-?6 
 
 H'>s inna to the royol Son 24S 
 
 Hi>\v strono- thine arm is nii<fhty God 256 
 
 Hark ! the Redeemer from on high 265 
 
 How henvy is the niorht 2S1 
 
 How larjr*^ the promise ! how divine 2w') 
 
 Hud I 'he tonjiUf^s of Greeks and Jews 296 
 
 Here at thy cross, my dyinir 'Jod 3t"9 
 
 H«>s nna with a cheerful sound' 312 
 
 Hiiih on a hill of dazzUtiir ij: ace 3!8 
 
 W How short and hasty is our life 327 
 
 Happy the heart x.here srac s reig-n 881 
 
 How vain are all thini^s here lieiow 335 
 
 Hark ! froro the tondis, a dolefu! ^^ound 343 
 
 Hossana to the i*i ioce of Litjiit ;i49 
 How wond'rous j^reat, how <»i!>ri()iis brii>!it ^'54 
 
 Hossana t ) our conqu'rinjj,' Kino 355 
 
 Hi^has the he^^v'ns above the ground 367 
 
 Hark, my soul ! it is the [,ord 377 
 
 Hail ye followers of the Lamb 4i0 
 
 I 
 
 I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God 4^Q 
 
 I ask the gift of righteousness 72 
 
 Into tiiy gracious hamJ-; 1 fall l-S 
 
 I know that my Redeemer lives liiS 
 
 If now I have acceptance found 126 
 
 I the good fii>! t have fought lt)5 
 
 I loni»- to beh<dJ Him array'd 181 
 
 I love the Lord ; he heard my cries 229 
 
 - Is there anibition in m\ heait 2^-8 
 
 I left my banner, saith the Lord 253 
 
 Is this the kind return 348 
 
 Infinite gr.ef I amazing wo 358 
 II ' 
 
422 
 
 l.N'DEX 
 
 I cannot bear thine absence. Lord 368 
 
 I've listed in the holy war 406 
 
 J 
 
 Jesus, if still thou art to-day 19 
 
 Jesus, thy far-extended fame 31 
 
 Jehovah, God, the Father, bless 51 
 
 Jesus, the all-restoring Word 58 
 
 Jesus, my strength ^ my hope 65 
 
 Jesus, my Saviour, br(>ther, friend 66 
 
 Jesus, whose glory's streaming rays 75 
 
 Jesus, at whose supreme command 91 
 
 Jesus, we thiis obey 92 
 
 Jes'.is, thou everlasting King 99 
 
 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 104 
 
 Jesusv my life, thyself apply 111 
 
 Jesus hath died that I migh.t live 116 
 
 Jesus, thy lovin,^ spirit alone 124 
 
 Jesus my all to heaven is gone 130 
 
 Jesus, great shepherd of the sheep 133 
 
 Jesus, united by thy grace 148 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look to thee 153 
 
 Jesus, the name high over all 163 
 
 Jesus, my strength and righteousness 164 
 
 Jesns shall reign where'er the sun 1()6 
 
 Jesus, in thee our eyes behold 299 
 
 Join all the names of love and pow'r 304 
 
 Jesus, with all thy saints 'above 325 
 
 Je?^us ! and shall it ever be 405 
 
 K 
 
 Kind is the speech of Christ onr Lord 26 
 
 L 
 
 Let ev'rv mortal ear attend 14 
 
INDEX 423 
 
 l^ord Jesus, wlien, vvlien shall it be 2o 
 Let the redeeiiiM j^ive thanks and craise 33 
 Loni[r havH I seeiii'd to serve Thee, Lord 30 
 
 Lord, all I am is known to thee 45 
 
 Lo. in thy hand I lay 47 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now 48 
 
 Let all who truly bear 90 
 
 Lord, I believe thy ev'ry word 11] 
 
 Let Him to 'vhom we now t)elong 112 
 
 Lord, 1 believe a rest remains 113 
 
 Lovintf Je-us, ijentle lamb 125 
 
 Lord ot' the harvest, hear 158 
 
 Lord thou wiit h<^ar me when I pray 174 
 
 Lord I will b:ess thee all my days 203 
 
 Let sinneis take their course 212 
 
 Let children hear 'he mirhty deeds 218 
 
 Let Zion and her s(ms rejoice 222 
 
 Lo I what a grorit.us Co:ner-stone 235 
 
 Lo. what an enlertaining view 239 
 
 Ltons, as I liveFll bless thy name 241 
 
 Let ev^i'y tongue thy goodness speak 242 
 
 Let me but hear my Saviour say 247 
 
 Lord, at thy t mple we apj)ear 249 
 
 Lo, what a glorious sight ap})ears 251 
 
 Let him embrace my soul and prove 2(32 
 
 Life is the time to serve the Lord 276 
 
 Lord, wc confess our num'rous faults 287 
 
 Lord, how secure my conscience was 290 
 
 Like sheep we went astray 298 
 
 Lord what a Lea en of saving grace 8i7 
 
 Let others boast how strong they be, 319 
 
 Let the old heathens tune their song 3j2 
 
 Let them neglect thy glory Lord 329 
 
 Lift up your eyes to tli' hcav'Hily seat 330 
 
424 
 
 INDEX 
 
 Lord, liow secure, and blest are they 339 
 
 Laden with guilt, and full of tears 368 
 Lift up your hearts. Emmanuel's friends 3^2 
 
 Let others their salvation rest 389 
 
 M 
 
 Mv drowsy powers, why sleep ye so 24 
 
 My G(»d. my God to thee I cry 34 
 
 .Mv hope, my all my Saviour thou 49 
 
 Mv God. my life, my love 55 
 
 My Saviour's pierced side 97 
 
 My God, I know, I feel thee mine 117 
 
 My ^'od, my portion and my love 1 8 
 
 Mortals awake, with angels join 169 
 
 My God. how endless is thy h>ve 175 
 
 My span of life will sf>on he done 183 
 
 Mv Saviour, my Almij^hty Friend 21 G 
 
 My God, what inward grief 1 feel 240 
 
 Mv r od. how endless is tl.y love 274 
 
 Mis-taken souls ! that drean) of heav'n 297 
 
 My thoughtL- on awful subjects roll 307 
 
 My soul f'-rsakes her vain delijiht 313 
 
 My C'od. what endless pleasures dwell 331 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys 338 
 
 My sold, conje. meditate the day 341 
 
 My God permit me not to I e 371 
 
 Man, in his first creation in Eden, &c. §75 
 
 N 
 
 Naked as from the earth we came 245 
 
 Now, in the sfall'ries of his grace 272 
 
 Now in the heat of youthful blood 277 
 
 Not the malicious or profane 284 
 
 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear has heard 284 
 
INDEX 425 
 
 Not with onr mortal eyes 286 
 
 N«) more, my God, I boast no more 28S 
 
 Nature, witii all [vr pow'.', shall sing 306 
 
 Now for a tune of loity prnise 332 
 
 Now to the Lord, a noble son j 334 
 
 N.», I'll rapine at death no more 361 
 
 Nature with open volume stands 373 
 
 'Now in a song of grateful praise, 408 
 
 O 
 
 O for a thousand tongues to sing '3 
 
 O that 1 could repent 18 
 
 O tiiat 1 could my Lord receive 23 
 
 O for ailoser walk with God 38 
 
 O that [ were a* heretofore 39 
 
 O Jesws ! full of g ace 41 
 
 O why did 1 my Saviour leave 42 
 
 Q tOMU, whom all thy sauits adore 44 
 
 O Loay thy powerful word 51 
 
 O thou, to whose all searchmg sight 52 
 
 O Sun of Righteousness arise 56 
 
 O God, most .-oerciful and true 59 
 
 O thou who all thmgs canst controul 62 
 
 Of him who did salvation bring 77 
 
 O th(»u, dear suffering Son of God 81 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead 83 
 
 O all-creating God ! 90 
 
 O 'tis deli«»ht, without alloy 105 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God 109 
 
 O joyful sound of Gospel grace 115 
 
 O come, and dwell in me 116 
 
 O that my load of sin were gone 118 
 
 O Jesus ! at thy feet we wait 127 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising day 173 
 
42& INDEX 
 
 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 1S2 
 
 O i)le sed -ouls are they 20'2 
 
 O thou that -.ear'st when dinners cry 210 
 
 O G ).l of mercy, hear my call 211 
 
 O bless the Lord, my soul 224 
 
 Out 'if the dee|)S of lo!'^ distress 237 
 
 O for an overcoming faith 21S 
 
 Our souls shall ma:]:nify the Lord 260 
 
 Often I seek my Lord by nis^ht 266 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising day .310 
 
 Oh ! the Alniio-hty ! ord 350 
 
 Oh, the delights, the heavenly joys 356 
 
 P 
 
 Plung'd in a gulf of d'rk despair 79 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear 136 
 
 R 
 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest 177 
 
 Rejoice for a brother deceas'd 1?9 
 
 Rise my soul and leave the ground 318 
 
 Raise your triumphant songs 362 
 
 S 
 Sinners obey the gospel word 
 Sinners, turn, why will ye die 
 Sinners, the call obey 
 Sinners, the voice of Ood regard 
 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay 
 Still, lord, languish for thy grace 
 .Still, for thy lovinir-kindness Lord 
 Sr^viour, I now with shame confess 
 Spirit of 'aith, come down 
 Shepherd divine, our wants relieve 
 
INDEX 427 
 
 Sv)l(]iers of Christ, arise 141 
 
 See, Jesus iliy clis(ii;)ies see 155 
 
 Saviour of men, tliy s.-;»rciiin;r eye lii'i 
 
 Siti^ to the great Jehovah's praise 170 
 
 See how the itioriiiug sun 1/4 
 
 Shrinking fioin he cuid iiaml of death 190 
 
 Sum as 1 heaid my Fatlie say '*.01 
 
 Shew pity. L .rd ; i) L )rd, torgive 209 
 
 Sweet IS the work, my G td iny liing 2J0 
 
 Ser- what a hvin^- toiie 2-54 
 
 Shall wisdom c y ah)ud 278 
 
 Snail we go on t ^ sin ^ 2J!^5 
 
 So did the iienrew prophet raise 2 8 
 
 Sai :ts, at your heav"nly i-'athe 's v»Crrd 294 
 
 So let our lips and lives express 295 
 
 Sing to the Lord that oui.t the skies ol4 
 
 St op down iuy tho'ts ihat us'd to rise 3-:l 
 
 Sing to tlie Lord, ye heavenly h,)sts o43 
 
 Salvation! oh. the j yful swunu 355 
 
 Sh ui to the Lord an I let .;ur joys ;i57 
 Sweet are the gitts whicu i^raci^ms heav'n -iJO 
 
 Stop, poor si ner, stop and think 4^-3 
 
 T 
 
 Thou Son of G 'd, whose flaming eyes 7 
 
 Terril)le tli-Uiiht ! sal [ alone 17 
 
 The pray.ng spirit breathe 63 
 
 Thou seest my feebleness 68 
 
 That doielVi! night before his death 94 
 
 The King of heav'n his taO;e sp eads 96 
 
 The wisdom own'd by all thy sons 106 
 
 The thing my God doth hate 121 
 
 Thou lamb of God, thou prince of peace li7 
 
 Try us, O Gud, Qnd search the ground 147 
 
428 iNr-Ex 
 
 The Lord of earth nw\ sky 1]^! 
 
 Thus far :he Lord hath led me on 1^6 
 
 The Savi-.ur meets his ilock to-day 1^^ 
 
 The counseh^ of redeemin^r arace 1-^9 
 
 The morning flowers display their sweets I Jl 
 
 Thy li^e I read, my gracians l.ord 1^:- 
 
 Tl/')u JudpjB of quick and dead J-^^j 
 
 The irreat archanoel's trump shall sound Ido- 
 
 The h av'ns declare thy s^^ory Lord l.>9 
 
 The earth for ever is the Lord's 200 
 
 Teach mr- the measnre of my days «^|^ 
 
 The wonders. Lord, thy love has wronirht 207 
 
 The L-»rd. ih^ Jad^e, before his throne 21)^ 
 
 To ruir A ini^rhtv Maker. God ^^^ 
 
 Thy works of arj.vry, miiditv Lord ---^ 
 
 Thrice hnppv uvm who fears the Lord ^|^» 
 
 Thv name, uhniorhty Lord ^'^^ 
 
 Tiie Lor.l -^v^e-n's my helper n-^w ^d- 
 
 Thi^ js fh« day the Lord hath made ^dJ 
 
 Tv) God the only wise ^l" 
 'Twas the commission of on- Lord ^o^ 
 
 Thou, whom mv .'^uul admires ahove iOJ 
 
 The votce of my Beloved sounds ^l'^ 
 
 Th*^ wond'rios wo id inquires to know j^J 
 
 Thus tar the Lord has led me on ^^^ 
 
 Tims saith the hi^h and lofty One ^;j> 
 
 Thus saith th^ wisdom of the Lord -'J 
 
 Th«^re is a house not made wit!i hands Z^^ 
 Thus saith the first, the -reat command ^l 
 'Tis from the treasure of his word ;^ln5 
 
 The true Messiah now appears -^^^ 
 
 Terrihie God that rei^n'st on high ^^-- 
 
 Thv favor.^. Lord, surprise our souls ^^>^t 
 
 Thee we adore, Eiernal Name 
 
 331^ 
 
INDEX 429 
 
 Time ! what an em])ty vapour 'tis 340 
 
 There i- a laud of pwre dellL^fit 344 
 
 Thus saith the Kulnr of the skies 852 
 
 That awful dav will surelv come 3(>4 
 
 The I>ord declares his will 369 
 
 The law commands and makes us know 370 
 
 'Tis hy the faith of j(,ys to come 372 
 
 Throujih tribulation's deeji 378 
 
 The sun sets at niuht 403 
 
 Throughout the Saviour's life we trace 407 
 
 Vain are the hopes that rebels place 281 
 
 W 
 
 "While dead in trespasses I lie 20 
 
 With glorious clouds encompass'd round 28 
 
 AVhen, gracious Lord, when shall it be 49 
 
 When shall I sc the welcome hour 123 
 
 "What ! never speak one evil word 127 
 
 With joy we meditate the irrace 135 
 
 When I can read my title clear 143 
 
 We lift our hearts to thee 172 
 
 Wo to the men on earth who dwell 19G 
 
 Where shall the man be found 201 
 
 Whde men gr^-^w b(dd in wicked ways 2<;4 
 
 When, oveiwhelm'd with grief - 2j3 
 
 AVould you behold the woi'ks of God 226 
 
 What shaJI I render to my Gr)d 2'I0 
 
 Where shall we go to seek and find 238 
 
 Whence do our mournful thoughts tirise 254 
 
 What happy men, or anoels these 255 
 
 When we are rais'd from deep distress 2~>9 
 
 We nre a garden wall'd around 268 
 
43Q INDEX 
 
 When strangers st^nd and hear me tell 271 
 
 Wh.- IS this fair <.ne in «h>tress '272' 
 
 Who can describe the j -ys that rise ^S'Z 
 
 With joy we meditate the grace 292 
 
 Why should the chihiren of a Km? 299 
 
 Why do we njourn depaited friends 308 
 
 Wt-Ico Me sweet day of rest 315 
 
 W!»y i< my heart so far from thee. 320 
 
 Whv should we start and fear to die 327 
 
 AViih holy fear and humble sonjf, 333 
 
 When, in the lipfh of faith divine 360 
 When thou my righteous Jud re shall come 381 
 
 What sound is this salutes my e r 383 
 
 Why stand ye here idie my friends, fyc. 385 
 
 Whv sljMuld we be affriuhted, (fee. 387 
 
 We've found the rock, the travellers cried 398 
 
 Y 
 
 Ye faithful souls, who Jesu- know 83 
 
 Ye wretched, hungry, strtrvin;r poor 95 
 
 Ye sons of Adaai, vain and young 277 
 
 Ye children of Jesus who are bound, &c. 411 
 
 Ye children of Ziun, who're ainiaig, &,c. 413