« [«*•* ^ the fttuotogtYa/ £ r*% PRINCETON, N. J. fc Presented by Mr. Samuel Agnew of Philadelphia, Pa. Division V ^— 7s Section ^~J J / L& Number ev.GOn ^^^QK 4\ ^ 5cv V % m*w i^,5%: i '£w*^4w*/#fe..*ga^ j V I A i A COLLECTION OF HYMNS FOR PUBLIC, SOCIAL, AND DOMESTIC WORSHIP. lt Sing praises to God, sing praises." — Psalm xlvii. 6. There are no songs comparable to the songs of Zion." — Milton. NasijbiHe, Cenn. : PUBLISHED BY E. STEVENSON & E. A. OVEN, FOR THE METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH, SOUTH. 1857. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year of our Lord 1847, by JOHN EARLY, in the Clerk's OfUfe of the Eastern District of Virginia, PRINTED BY A. A. ST1TT, SOUTHERN METHODIST lTH'.IMUM; Hot SI V4JBYD AR 1 882 LQGIC&: PREFACE. The Hymn Book of the Methodist Episcopal Church, being in many respects defective — though otherwise highly prized — a volume retaining its ex- cellences, rejecting its blemishes, and supplying its defects, has been long desired by the lovers or sacred song in our extended connection. To meet their wishes, the General Conference held at Peters- burgh, Va., in May, 1846, appointed a Committee to compile such a book as speedily as the magnitude of the undertaking would allow. A year of labori- ous application has resulted in the present volume. The arrangement of the hymns will be found as simple and philosophical as may be desired. A number of long hymns and poems, which, although choice specimens of sacred lyrics, have ever been deemed unsuitable for purposes of general worship, have been superseded by compositions of a more popular cast; the hymns of the less difficult mea- sures have been multiplied to the exclusion of some of a contrary character ; hymns susceptible of division have been divided, so as to make two or more hymns of an available length ; several objectionable hymns, stanzas, and phrases, have been omitted, and their places supplied with others, to which no exception can be taken with regard to either doctrinal sound- ness or poetic merit : large additions have been made to the hymns fur the Institutions of Christian- ity and for SpecAcu Occasions, as also on the usual 4 PREFACE. topics of the pulpit, and on familiar passages of Scripture; copious indexes, both of texts and sub- jects, have been prepared, together with the indexes of the first lines of hymns and stanzas ; titles have been prelixed to all the hymns to facilitate selection and prevent mistakes — and every line in the old book has been carefully collated with the original and subsequent editions, as far as practicable, and among the hundreds of various readings which ob- tain, the language of the author has been re* when no imperative reason required an alteration. The works of those authors whose writings con- stitute either the fountains or reservoirs of modern psalmody, including those first published by the Rei . John and Charles Wesley, and others issued by them at later periods, have supplied the material- of the present volume. Many choice pieces from the excellent Dr. Doddridge will be received with grateful appreciation of their merit ; the Psalms and Hymns and Lyric Poems of Dr. Watts have contributed largely to the topical variety of the first part of the book — and several important additions have made from the beautiful effusions o( the pious Mont- gomery. A number of other authors have been laid under contribution ; but their names seed not be specified in this place, as I hey appear in connection with their respective hymns, adding not a lit the interest of the Collection. This hymn book is truly We-leyan. or rather Scriptural in its sentiments, and also in the promi- nence <^iven to those subjeets which are ot ili- importnnce in the Christian life. The Medil of Christ is exhibited in all its parts and rcla: and Christian experience in all its phases. And here, especially, are we indebted to the gifted n of the sweet singer of Methodism. Of him ii PREFACE. 5 been said, with no less truth than felicity of expres- sion : — " Christian experience, from the deeps of affliction, through all the gradations of doubt, fear, desire, faith, hope, expectation, to the transports of perfect love, in the very beams of the beatific vision, — Christian experience furnishes him with everlast- ing and inexhaustible themes ; and it must be con- fessed, that he has celebrated them with an affluence of diction, and a splendour of colouring, rarely sur- passed. At the same time he has invested them with a power of truth, and endeared them, both to the ima- gination and the affections, with a pathos which makes feeling conviction, and leaves the under- standing but little to do but to acquiesce in the de- cisions of the heart." In conclusion, we most cordially commend this Collection of Hymns for Public, Social, and Domestic Worship, to the religious public, and, in particular, to our own communion, confidently anticipating its favourable reception, and ardently praying that, as ihe "poetical liturgy" of the Church, as the assistant in Social Worship, and the companion to the Family Altar and the Closet, it may minister to the comfort and salvation of countless thousands, and secure a large revenue of praise to the Triune God. JOSHUA SOULE, JAMES O. ANDREW, WILLIAM CAPERS, ROBERT PAINE. CONTENTS Part I. Public Worship. Pag8 Section I. Being and Perfections of God 9-70 II. Mediation of Christ .... 70-149 III. Offices of the Holy Ghost . 149-166 IV. Institutions of Christianity : — 1. The Church .... 167-185 2. The Ministry .... 186-205 3. Baptism 206-210 4. The Lord's Supper . . 210-226 5. The Sabbath .... 223 V. The Gospel Call . . . .234-366 VI. Penitential Exercises . . . 207-:::; VII. Christian Experience : — 1. Justification and the New Birth 334-359 2. Entire Sanctification and Perfect Love .... 3">9-399 3. Duties and Trials . . . 390-479 VIII. Death and the Future State . 480-631 IX. Special Occasions : — 1. Missions . 532-553 2. Bible 3. Erection of Churches .-.V,.-, 4. Education of Youth . . 565-573 5. The Seasons . . . . 57J 6. National Solemnities 0-606 7. On a Voyage . . . 6-613 Part II. Social WORSHIP. Section I. Communion of Saints . . 61 1-644 II. Prayer 645-4 Part III. DOMESTIC WORSHIP. Section I. The Family 670-696 II. The Closet. ., 697-1 Benedictions and Doxologibs . . . 735-738 mxTYoF JCETOH. .:, MAK1882 PART I. FOR PUBLIC WORSHIP. SECTION I. Being cnvb perfections of ©oir. X CM. C. Wesley, The Trinity. A THOUSAND oracles divine IX Their common beams unite, That sinners may with angels join To worship God aright: 2 To praise a Trinity adored By all the hosts above ; And one thrice holy God and Lord Through endless ages love. 3 Triumphant host! they never cease To laud and magnify The Triune God of holiness, Whose glory fills the sky : 4 Whose glory to this earth extends, When God himself imparts, And the whole Trinity descends Into our faithful hearts. 5 By faith the upper choir Ave meet, And challenge them to sing- Jehovah, on his shining seat, Our Maker and our King. 1 8 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 6 But God made flesh is wholly ours, And asks our nobler strain ; The Father of celestial powers, 1 The Friend of earth-born man. 7 Ye seraphs, nearest to the throne, With rapturous amaze On us, poor ransom'd worms, look down, For Heaven's superior praise ! 8 The King, whose glorious face ye see, For us his crown resign'd ; That Fulness of the Deity, He died for all mankind ! 2 7s. C. Wesley The Trinity. HOLY, holy, holy Lord, God the Father, and the Word, God the Comforter receive Blessings more than we can give. 2 Mix'd with those beyond the sky, Chanters to the Lord most high, We our hearts and voices raise, Echoing thy eternal praise. 3 One, inexplicably three, One, in simplest unity : God, incline thy gracious ear, Us thy lisping creatures hear. 4 Thee, while man, the enrth-born, sings, Angels shrink within their wings; Prostrate seraphim above Breathe unutterable love. 5 Happy they who never rest. With thy heavenly presence blest ! They the heights of glory s< Sound the depths of Deity ! OF GOD. 9 6 Fain with them our souls would vie ; Sink as low, and mount as high : Fall, o'erwhelm'd with love, or soar; Shout, or silently adore ! 3 7s & 6s. C. Wesley The Trinity. MEET and right it is to sing In every time and place, Glory to our heavenly King, The God of truth and grace. Join we then with sweet accord, All in one thanksgiving join ; Holy, holy, holy Lord, Eternal praise be thine ! 2 Thee, the first-born sons of light, In choral symphonies, Praise by day, day without night, And never, never cease ; Angels, and archangels, all Praise the mystic Three in One ; Sing, and stop, and gaze, and fall, O'erwhelm'd before thy throne ! 3 Vying with that heavenly choir Who chant thy praise above, We on eagles' wings aspire — The wings of faith and love ; Thee, they sing, with glory crown'd ; We extol the slanghter'd Lamb; Lower if our voices sound, Our subject is the same. 4 Father, God, thy love we praise, Which gave thy Son to die ; Jesus, full of truth and grace, Alike we glorify ; l* 1 0 BEING AND PERFECTIONS Spirit, Comforter divine, Praise by all to thee be given, Till we in full chorus join, And earth is tum'd to heaven. 4 Six 8s. C. Wesley The Trinity. COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Whom one all-perfect God we own, Kestoror of thy image lost, Thy various offices make known : Display, our fallen souls to raise, Thy whole economy of grace. 2 Jehovah, in three persons, come, And draw, and sprinkle us, and seal, Poor, guilty, dying worms, in whom Thou dost eternal life reveal ; The knowledge of thyself bestow, And all thy glorious goodness show. 3 O that we now, in love renew'd, Might blameless in thy sight appear ! Wake we in thy similitude, Stamp'd with the triune character; Flesh, spirit, soul, to thee resign ; And live and die entirely thin-1 ! IF Two 6* & four 7s. C. Wesley. The Trinity. AIL, co-essential Tim In mystic unity ! Father, Son, and Spirit, hail ! God by heaven and earth adored, God incomprehensible ; One supreme, almighty Lord. 2 Thou sittest OD the throne, Plurality in one : OF GOD. | 1 Saints behold thine open face, Bright, insufferably bright ; Angels tremble as they gaze, Sink into a sea of light ! 3 Ah ! when shall we increase Their heavenly ecstacies ? Chant, like them, the Lord most high — Fall, like them who dare not move — " Holy, holy, holy," cry — Breathe the praise of silent love ? 4 Come, Father, in the Son And in the Spirit, down ; Glorious Triune Majesty, God through endless ages blest, Make us meet thy face to see, — Then receive us to thy breast. 6 L. M. Watts The Trinity. BLESS'D be the Father, and his love, To whose celestial source we owe Rivers of endless joy above, And rills of comfort here below. 2 Glory to thee, great Son of God ! From whose dear wounded body rolls A precious stream of vital blood, Pardon and life for dying souls. 3 We give thee, sacred Spirit, praise, Who, in our hearts of sin and wo, Mak'st living springs of grace arise, And into boundless glory flow. 4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, we adore ; That sea of life and love unknown. Without a bottom or a shore. 1 2 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 7 S. M. C. WztLEf The Trinity. 7ATIIER, in whom we live, In whom we are and move, The glory, power, and praise receive, Of thy creating love. 8 Let all the angel throng Give thanks to God on high, While earth repeats the joyful song, And echoes through the sky. 3 Incarnate Deity, Let all the ransom'd race Render, in thanks, their lives to thee, For thy redeeming grace : 4 The grace to sinners show'd, Ye heavenly choirs proclaim, And cry, " Salvation to our God, Salvation to the Lamb !" 5 Spirit of holiness, Let all thy saints adore Thy sacred energy, and bless Thy heart-renewing power. 6 Not angel tongues can tell Thy love's ecstatic height, The glorious jov unspeakable, The beatific .sight! 7 Eternal, Triune Lord, Let all the hosts above, Let all the sons of men. record. And dwell upon thy love. 8 When heaven and earth are tied Before thy glorious face, Sing, nil the saints thy love hath made. Thine everlasting praise ! OF GOD. 1 3 6s & 4s. The Trinity. — Before sennon. pOME, thou almighty King, \J Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise ! Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days. 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, Scatter our enemies, And make them fall ; Let thine almighty aid Our sure defence be made, Our souls on thee be stay'd ; Lord, hear our call ! 3 Come, thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword, Our prayer attend ; Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success : Spirit of holiness, On us descend ! 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear In this glad hour ; Thou who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power ! 5 To the great One and Three Eternal praises be Hence — evermore ! His sovereign majesty- May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 14 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 9 Four 6s <5c two 8s. Watts The Trinity. I GIVE immortal praise To God the Father's love, For all my comforts here, And better hopes above : He sent his own eternal Son To die for sins that man had done. 2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who bought ns with his blood From everlasting wo : And now he lives, and now he reigns, And sees the fruit of all Ins pains. 3 To God the Spirit's name Immortal worship give, "Whose new-creating power flakes the dead shiner live : His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. 4 Almighty God, to thee Be endless honours done, The undivided Three, And the mysterious One : Where reason fails, with all her powers. There faith prevails, and love adores. 10 C. M. C. Wesley The Trinity. HAIL holy, holy, holy Lord! Whom one in three we know . By all thy heavenly hos! adored, By all thy clnnvli below. 2 One undivided Trinity With triumph we proclaim; OF GOD. 15 Thy universe is full of thee, And speaks thy glorious name. 3 Thee, holy Father, we confess ; Thee, holy Son, adore; Spirit of truth and holiness, We praise thee 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, adored In co-eternal Three ! 11 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. To God the Father. HAIL, Father, whose creating call Unnumber'd worlds attend ; Jehovah, comprehending all, Whom none can comprehend ! 2 In light unsearchable enthroned, Whom angels dimly see ; The fountain of the Godhead own'd, And foremost of the three ! 3 From thee, through an eternal now The Son, thine offspring, flow'd; An everlasting Father, thou, An everlasting God. 1 6 BEIXG AND PERFECTIONS 4 Nor quite displayed to worlds above, Nor quite on earth conceaTd ; By wondrous unexhausted love To mortal man reveal'd. 5 Supreme and all-suliieient God, When nature shall expire, And worlds created by thy nod Shall perish by thy fire. G Thy name, Jehovah, be adored By creatures without end ; Whom none but thy essential "Word And Spirit comprehend. 12 C. M. S. Wesley, Ji To God the Son. HAIL, God the Son, in glory crown'd, Ere time began to be ; Throned with thy Sire through half the round Of vast eternity ! 2 Let heaven and earth's stupendous frame Display their Author's power; And each exalted seraph-flame, Creator, thee adore. 3 Thy wondrous love the Godhead sliowd Contracted to a span — The co-eternal Son of Cod, The mortal Son of man. 4 To save us from our lost estate, Behold his life-blood stream : Hail, Lord, almighty to create. Almighty to redeem ! b The Mediator's Cod-like sway His church below sustains; OF GOD. 17 Till nature shall her Judge survey. The King Messiah reigns. 6 Hail, with essential glory crown'd, When time shall cease to be ; Throned with thy Father, through the round Of whole eternity. 13 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. To God the Holy Ghost. HAIL, Holy Ghost, Jehovah, Third In order of the Three ; Sprung from the Father and the Word From all eternity ! 2 Thy Godhead, brooding o'er th' abyss Of formless waters lay, — Spoke into order all that is, And darkness into day. 3 In deepest hell, or heaven's height, Thy presence who can flee ? Known is the Father to thy sight, Th' abyss of Deity. 4 Thy power through Jesus' life display'd, Quite from the virgin's womb, Dying, his soul an offering made, And raised him from the tomb. 5 God's image, which our sins destroy, Thy grace restores below ; And troth, and holiness, and joy, From thee, their Fountain, flow. 6 Hail, Holy Ghost, Jehovah, Third In order of the Three ; Sprung from the Father and the Word From all eternity ! 18 BEING AND PERFECTIONS L4 C. Rl C. Wesley Divine txci Ihnce. nATL, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God in persons three; Of thee we make our joyful boast, Our songs we make of thee ! 2 Thou neither canst be felt nor seen ; Thou art a spirit pure ; Thou from eternity hast been, And always shalt endure. 3 Present alike in every place, Thy Godhead we adore : Beyond the bounds of time and space Thou dwell'st for evermore. 4 In -wisdom infinite thou art, Thine eye doth ail things see ; And every thought of every heart Is fully known to thee. 5 AVhate'er thou wilt, in earth below, Thou dost in heaven above ; But chiefly we rejoice to know Tlf almighty God of love. 6 Thou lov'st whate'er thy hands have made, Thy goodness we rehearse. In shining characters display d Throughout our universe. 7 Mercy, with love, and endless grace, O'er all thy works doth reign : But mostly thou delight'st to bless Thy fav'rite creature man. 8 Wherefore lei every creature give To thee the praise design'd : But chiefly, Lord, the thanks receive, The hearts, of ail mankind OF GOD. 19 15 L. M. J. Wesley [From the German of Dr. Breithaupt.] The glory of God. OGOD, thou bottomless abyss! Thee to perfection who can know? O height immense ! What words suffice Thy countless attributes to show ? 2 Unfathomable depths thou art ! O plunge me in thy mercy's sea ! Void of true wisdom is my heart ; With love embrace and cover me ! 3 While thee, all infinite, I set, By faith, before my ravish' d eye, My weakness bends beneath the weight ; O'erpower'd I sink, I faint, I die. 4 Eternity thy fountain was, Which, like thee, no beginning knew ; Thou wast ere time began his race, Ere glow'd with stars th' ethereal biue. 5 Greatness unspeakable is thine, Greatness, whose undiminish'd ray, When short-lived worlds are lost, shall shine When earth and heaven are fled away. 6 Unchangeable, all-perfect Lord, Essential life's unbounded sea, What lives, and moves, lives by thy word ; It lives, and moves, and is from thee ! 16 L. M. J.Wesley Continued. THY parent hand, thy forming skill, Firm fix'd this universal chain : Else empty, barren darkness still Had held his unmoles+ed reign ^20 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 2 Whate'er in earth, or sea, or sky. Or shuns or meets the wand'ring thought. Escapes or strikes the searching eye, By thee was to perfection brought! 3 High is thy power above all height; Whate'etr thy will decrees, is done* Thy wisdom, equal to thy might, Only to thee, O God, is known ! 4 Heaven's glory is thy awful throne, Yet earth partakes thy gracious sway : Vain man ! thy wisdom, folly own, Lost is thy reason's feeble ray. 5 What our dim eye could never see Is plain and naked to thy sight ; What thickest darkness veils, to thee Shines clearly as the morning light. 6 In light thou dwell'st ; light, that no shade, No variation, ever knew ; Heaven, earth, and hell, stand all display'd. And open to thy piercing view. 17 L. M. J. Weslev, Continued. THOU, true and only God, lead'st forth Th' immortal armies of the sky: Thou laugh'st to scorn the gods of earth; Thou thund'rest, and amazed they fly! 2 With downcast eye (b! angelic choir Appear before thy awful face; Trembling, they strike1 tin1 golden lyre. And thro' heaven's vault resound thy prais*. 3 In earth, in heaven, in all, thou art: The conscious creature feels thy nod; Thy forming hand on every part Impress'd the image of its God. OF GOD. 21 4 Thine, Lord, is wisdom, thine alone ! Justice and truth before thee stand : Yet nearer to thy sacred throne Mercy withholds thy lifted hand. 5 Each evening shows thy tender love, Each rising- morn thy plenteous grace ; Thy waken' d wrath doth slowly move, Thy willing mercy flies apace ! 6 To thy benign, indulgent care, Father, this light, this breath, we owe ; And all we have, and all we are, From thee, great Source of being, flow. 18 L. M. J. Wesley, Concluded. PARENT of good! thy bounteous hand Incessant benefits distils ; And all in air, or sea, or land, With plenteous food and gladness fills. 2 All things in thee live, move, and are, Thy power infused doth all sustain : E'en those thy daily favours share Who, thankless, spurn thy easy reign. 3 Thy sun thou bidd'st his genial ray Alike on all impartial pour ; On all who hate or bless thy sway Thou bidd'st descend the fruitful shower. t Yet while, at length, who scorn'd thy might, Shall feel thee a consuming fire, How sweet the joys, the crown how bright. Of those who to thy love aspire ! 5 All creatures praise th' eternal Name : Ye hosts that to his court belong, 22 BEING AND PERFECTIONS Cherubic choirs, seraphic i lames, Awake the everlasting son":! 6 Thrice Holy! thine the kingdom is, The power omnipotent is thine; And when created nature dies, Thy never-ceasing glories shine. 19 L. M. Watts. The glory of God. (1 OD is a name my soul adores, X Th' almighty Three, th' eternal One : Nature and grace, with all their power-. Confess the Infinite unknown. 2 Thy voice produced the sea and spheres, Bade the waves roar, the planets shine : But nothing like thyself appears Through all these spacious works of thine. 3 Still restless nature dies and grows, From change to change the creatures run ; Thy being no succession knows, And all thy vast designs are one. 4 A glance of thine runs through the globe, Rules the bright worlds and moves their frame ; Of light thou form'st thy dazzling robe, Thy ministers are living flame. 5 How shall polluted mortals dare To sing thy glory or thy grace ? Beneath thy feet we lie afar, And see but shadows of thy face. 6 Who can behold the blazing light? Mho can approach consuming flame? None but thy wisdom knows thy might, None but thy word can speak thy name. OF GOD. 23 20 S. M. C. Wesley. Glory of God. f\ ALL-CREATING God, \J 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 Li thee our endless bliss. 21 L. M. Watts. Divine majesty. ETERNAL Power, whose high abode Becomes the grandeur of a God ; Infinite lengths, beyond the bounds Where stars revolve their little rounds. 2 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. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? We would adore our Maker too ! From sin and dust to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High ! 4 Earth from afar hath heard thy fame, And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name But O ! the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts beliind ! 5 God is in heaven, and men below : Be short our tunes ; our words be few . A solemn rev'rence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. 24 . BEING AND PERFECTIONS 22 L. M. C. Wesley Absolute perfection. HOLY as thou, O Lord, is none ! Thy holiness is all thy own ; A drop of that unbounded sea Is ours, a drop derived from thee. 2 And when thy 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 adored ; L°t 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. 23 Six 8s. J. Wlsley [From the German of Wolfgang C. Dessler.j Majesty and mercy. OGOD, of good th' unfathom'd sea! Who would not give his heart to thee ? "Who would not love thee with his might? O Jesus, Lover of mankind ! Who would not his whole soul and mind, With all his strength, to thee unite \ 2 Thou shinst with everlasting rays: Before th' insufferable Maze Amrels with both wings veil their eyes; Yd. free as air thy bounty streams On all thy works; thy mercy's beams, Dillusive as thy sun's, arise, OF GOD. 25 3 Astonish'd at thy frowning brow, Earth, hell, and heaven's strong pillars, bow ; Terrible majesty is thine! Who then can that vast love express, Which bows thee down to me, who less Than nothing am, till thou art mine ! 4 High throned on heaven's eternal hill, In number, weight, and measure, still Thou sweetly order' st all that is : And yet thou deign'st to come to me, And guide my steps, that I, with thee Enthroned, may reign in endless bliss. 24 Six 8s. J. Wesley. Concluded. FOUNTAIN of good! all blessing flows From thee ; no want thy fulness knows What but thyself canst thou desire ? Yet, self-sufficient as thou art, Thou dost desire my worthless heart : This, only this, dost thou require. 2 Primeval Beauty ! in thy sight The first-born, fairest sons of light See all their brightest glories fade : What then to me thine eyes could turn ? In sin conceived, of woman born, A worm, a leaf, a blast, a shade ! 3 Hell's armies tremble at thy nod, And, trembling, own th' almighty God, Sovereign of earth, hell, air, and sky ! But who is this that comes from far, Whose garments roll'd in blood appear ? 'Tis God made man, for man to die! 4 O God, of good th' unfathom'd sea ! Who would not give his heart to thee ? Who would not love thee with his might ° 2 '26 BEING AND PERFECTIONS O Jesus, Lover of mankind, "Who would not his whale soul and mind, With all his strength, to thee unite j 25 C. M. C. Wesley Job xi. 7-9. SHALL foolish, weak, short-sighted man Beyond archangels go, The great almighty God explain, Or to perfection know ? His attributes divinely soar Above the creature's sight, And prostrate seraphim adore The glorious Infinite. 2 Jehovah's everlasting days, — They cannot number d be ; Incomprehensible the space Of thine immensity: Thy wisdom's depths by reason's line In vain we strive to sound. Or stretch our lab'ring thought t' assign Omnipotence a bound 3 The brightness of thy glories leaves Description far below ; Nor man, nor angel's heart conceives How deep thy mercies How * Thy love is most unsearchable, And dazzles all above: They gaze, but cannot count or tell The treasures of thy love ! 0(J S. M. \\\tti AU-tufficii ncy. TY God, my life, my love, .IL To thee, to thee 1 call: cannot live if thou remove, For thou art all in all. OF GOD. "21 2 Thy shining grace can cheer This dungeon where I dwell : 'Tis paradise when thou art here, If thou depart, 'tis hell. 3 The smilings of thy face, How amiable they are ! 'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace, And nowhere else but there. 4 To thee, and thee alone, The angels owe their bliss ; They sit around thy gracious throne, And dwell where Jesus is. 5 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 6 Nor earth, nor all the sky, Can one delight afford ; No, not one drop of real joy, Without thy presence, Lord. 7 Thou art the sea of love, "Where all my pleasures roll ; The circle where my passions move, And centre of my soul. 8 To thee my spirits fly, With infinite desire : And yet how far from thee I he ! O Jesus, raise me higher ! 27 L. M. Doddridgh " Glorious in holiness." OUR God ascends his lofty throne, Array' d in majesty unknown ; His lustre all the temple fills, And spreads o'er all th' ethereal hills. *28 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 2 The holy, holy, holy Lord, Is by the seraphim adored; And, while they stand beneath his seat, They veil their laces and their feet 3 And can a sinful worm endure The presence of a God so pure ? Or these polluted lips proclaim The honours of so grand a name ? 4 O for thine altar's glowing coal To touch my lips, to fire my soul, To purge the sordid dross away, And into crystal turn my clay ! 28 S. M. Montgomery "Fearful in praises" STAND up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice ; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud, and magnify? 3 O for the living flame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips — our minds inspire, And wing to heaven our thought f 4 There, with benign regard, Our hymns he deigns to hear; Though nnreveal'd to mortal sense, The spirit feels him near. 5 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours : Thou be his love in Christ proclaim'd With all our ransom'd powers. OF GOD. 29 6 Stand up, and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore ; Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth, for evermore. 29 C. M. Watts " Doing wonders" FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise ! Known through the earth by thousand sign? By thousands through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power ; Their motions speak thy skill : And on the wings of every hour We read thy patience still. 3 Part of thy name divinely stands, On all thy creatures writ ; They show the labour of thy hands, Or impress of thy feet : 4 But when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion j An In their divinest forms, — 5 Our thoughts are lost in reverent d ve ; We love and we adore ; The first archangel never saw So much of God before. 6 Here the whole Deity is known, Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brighter shone, The justice or the grace. 7 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains : Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name And try their choicest strains. 30 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 8 O may I bear some humble part In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart. And love command my tongue. 30 C. M. Witt* "All thy works praise thee." ETERNAL Wisdom ! thee we praise . Thee, let creation sing : With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace, ring. 2 Thy hand, how wide it spreads the sky, How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starr'd with sparkling gold. 3 There thou hast bid the globes of light Their endless circles run : There the pale planet rules the night : The day obeys the sun. 4 If down I turn my wond'ring eyes On clouds and storms below ; Those under regions of the skies Thy numerous glories show. 5 The noisy winds stand ready there, Thy orders to obey ; With Bounding wings they sweep the air, To make thy chariot way. 6 There, like a trumpet loud and strong, Thy thunder shakes our coast : While the red lightnings wave along The banners of thy host. 7 On the thin air, without a prop, J I a 1 1 n fruitful showers around : At thy command they sink and drop Their fatness on the ground 31 H OF GOD. 31 C. M. W> TTS Concluded. ow doth thy wondrous skill array The earth in cheerful green ! A thousand herbs thy art display, A thousand flowers between. 2 The rolling mountains of the deep Obey thy strong command : Thy breath can raise the billows steep, Or sink them to the sand. 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the wond'ring sight. Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight 4 Infinite strength and equal skill Shine through thy works abroad : Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder God ! 5 But the mild glories of thy grace Our softer passions move : Pity divine in Jesus' face, We see, adore, and love. 32 S. M. Watts " And thy saints bless thee" A LMIGHTY Maker, God, XjL How glorious is thy name ! Thy wonders how diffused abroad, Throughout creation's frame ! 2 In native white and red The rose and lily stand, And free from pride their beauties spread, To show thy skilful hand. 32: BEING AND PERFECTIONS 3 The lark mounts up the sky With unambitious song; And bears hei 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. 33 CM. H. K. White Dominion. THE Lord our God is clothed with might, The winds obey his will : He speaks — and in his heavenly height The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves, and oVr the land With threatening aspect roar! The Lord uplifts his awful hand. And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, Minds of night ! your force combine Without his high behest; Ye shall not. in the mountain pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, In distant penis it dies : 11*' yokes the whirlwinds to his car, And sweeps the howling skiea, OF GOD. 33 5 Ye nations, bend — in rev'rence bend; Ye monarchs, wait his nod ; And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God. 34 C. M. C. Wesley. 1 Chron. xxix. 10-18. BLESS'D 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, And strength, and might, and earth, and heav'n, And all therein, are thine. 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 honour, give ; And kings their power and dignity Out of thy hand receive. 5 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. 35 C. M. Cowper. " Wonderful in counsel" POD moves in a mysterious way, ^ His wonders to perform ; 9 * 34 BEING AND PttLFECTIONB lie plants his footsteps in the sea. And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing .-kill. lie treasures up his bright designs, And work- his. sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour: The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. G Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is Ins own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 36 C. M. MONTGOMERY "Excellent in working.'" GOD, in the high and holy place, Looks down upon the Bphereg ; Yet. in his providence and grai . To every eye app 2 The forests in his strength rejoice; Hark ! on the evening bre< As once of old, the Lord God's voice I- heard among the tn S Here, on the hills, he feeds bis herd-. His flocks «'ii yonder phii OF GOD. 35 £tis praise is warbled by the birds ; 0 could we catch their strains ! 4 In every stream his bounty flows Diffusing joy and wealth ; In every breeze his spirit blows The breath of life and health. 5 His blessings fall in plenteous showers Upon the lap of earth, That teems with foliage, fruits, and flowers, And rings with infant mirth. 6 If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound, How beautiful, beyond compare, Will paradise be found. 37 C. M. Hervey. Too wise to err — too good to be unkind. SIXCE all the varying scenes of time God's watchful eye surveys, 0, who so wise to choose our lot, Or to appoint our ways ! 2 Good when he gives — supremely good — Nor less when he denies ; E'en crosses, from his sovereign hand, Are blessings in disguise. 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, So constant and so kind? To his unerring, gracious will, Be every wish resign'd. 38 L.M. C.Wesley. The Father of mercies. GOD of my life, whose gracious power Through various deaths my soul hath led, Or turned aside the fatal hour, Or lifted up my sinking head ! 36 BRING ami nOPECTIONa 2 In all my ways thy hand 1 own, Thy rating pro idence I tee : Assist me >till in \ course to run, And still direct my paths to thee. 3 Whither, 0 whither Bhould I fly! But to my loving Saviour's breast? Secure within thine arms to lie, And sale beneath thy wings to rest. 4 I have no skill the snare to shun, But thou, 0 Christ, my wisdom art ! I ever into ruin run, But thou art greater than my heart. 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, Lead me a way I have not knowrn ; Bring me where I my heaven may find, The heaven of loving thee alone. 39 L. B£ J. Wesley. [From the German.] The God of all grace. ETERNAL depth of love divine, In Jesus, God with u>. displayed, How bright thy beaming glories shine ! How wide thy healing streams are spread ! 2 With whom dost thou delight to dwell? Sinners, a vile and thankless race; 0 God! what tongue aright can till How vasi thy love, how great thy grace? 3 The dictates of thy sovereign will With joy our grateful hearts receive: All thy delight in us fulfil ; Lo ! all We are to thro we gi\ 4 To thy sure love, thy tender care. Our Besh, snul. spirit, we resign ; 0 fix thy sacred presence there, And Beal tlT abode for ever thine ! OF GOD. 37 5 0 King of glory, thy rich grace Our feeble thought surpasses far; Yea, e'en our crimes, though numberless, Less numerous than thy mercies are. 6 Still, Lord, thy saving health display, And arm our souls with heavenly zeal ; So fearless shall we urge our way Through all the powers of earth and hell. 40 C. M. C. Wesley. Exodus xxxiv. 5, 6. GREAT God ! to me the sight afford To him of old aUow'd ; And let my faith behold its Lord, Descending in a cloud ! 2 In that revealing Spirit come down, Thine attributes proclaim, And to my inmost soul make known The glories of thy name. 3 Jehovah, Christ, I thee adore, Who gav'st my soul 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 fav'rite name of Love. 5 Merciful God, thyself proclaim In this polluted breast ; Mercy is thy distinguished name, And suits the sinner best. 6 Our mis'ry doth for pity call, Our sin implores thy grace ; And thou art merciful to all Our lost, apostate race. 38 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 41 CM. C.Wesley Exodus xxxiv. 6, 7. THY ceaseless, unexhausted love, Unmerited and free, Delights our evil to remove, And help our misery. 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still, Thou dost with sinners bear, That saved, we may thy goodness feel, And all thy grace declare. 3 Thy goodness and thy truth to me, To every soul, abound ; A vast, unfathomable sea, Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 Its streams the whole creation reach, So plenteous is the store ; Enough for all, enough for each, Enough for evermore. 5 Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are ! A rock that cannot move : A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. 6 Throughout the universe it reigns, Unalterably sure; And while the truth of God remains, J lis goodness must endure. 42 C. M C. Wr.M.KY Exodus wxiv. 7. T RESERVES of unexhausted grace I Arc treasured up in thee. For myriads of the fallen race, — For all mankind and me. OF GOD. 39 2 The flowing stream continues fub Till time its course hath run ; And while eternal ages roll Thy mercy shall flow on. 3 Merciful God, long-sufFring, kind, To me thy name is show'd ; But sinners most exult to find Thou art a pard'ning God. 4 Our sins in deed, and word, and thought, Thou freely dost forgive ; For us thou by thy blood hast bought And died that I might five. 5 Yet wilt thou not the guilty clear, If we to sin return : Thy wrath, vindictively severe, From age to age shall burn ; 6 Unless our sinful misery We, self-condemn'd, bemoan, And find an Advocate in thee, Before thy Father's throne. 43 L. M. Doddridge. The rainbow round about the throne. LORD, round thy throne the rainbow shines, Fair emblem of thy kind designs; Bright pledge, that speaks thy cov'iiant sure, Long as thy kingdom shall endure. 2 Nc more shall deluges of wo Thy new-created world o'erflow : Jesus, our Sun, his beams displays, And gilds the clouds with beauteous rays. 3 No gems so bright, no forms so fair; Mercy and truth still triumph there : Thy saints shall bless the peaceful sign, When stars and suns forget to shine. 40 BEING and PERFECTIONS 44 8s. Hart. "This God is our Cod." THIS, this is the God we adore Our faithful, unchangeable Friend, Whose love is as great as his power, And neither knows measure nor end: 2 'Tis Jesus, the first and the la>t. Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home; We'll praise him for all that is past. And trust him for all that's to come. 45 L. M. C.WB8LB1 Opening- worship. OTHOU, whom all thy saints adore, We now with all thy saints agn And bow our inmost souls before Thy glorious, awful majesty. 2 The King of nations we proclaim; Who would not our great Sovereign fear ? We long t' experience 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 gate1 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 lire. 5 Still let it on th' assembly stay, And all the bouse with gk>iy fill. To Canaan's hounds point out the way And lead us to thv holv hiil. OF GOlK 4i 6 There let us all with lesus stand, And join the general church above ; And take our seats at thy right hand, And sing thine everlasting love. 46 Six 8s. J.Wesley [ From the German of Jan Van Stegen.] Opening- worship. LO ! God is here ! let us adore, And own how dreadful is this place ! Let all within us feel his power, And silent bow before his face ! Who know his power, liis grace who prove, Serve him with awe, with rev'rence love. 2 Lo ! God is here ! him day and night Th' united choirs of angels sing ; To him enthroned above all height, Heaven's host their noblest praises bring ; Disdain not, Lord, our meaner song, Who praise thee with a stamm'ring tongue. 3 Gladly the toys of earth we leave, Wealth, pleasure, fame, for thee alone ; To thee our will, soul, flesh, we give ; O take ! O seal them for thine own ! Thou art the God, thou art the Lord : Be thou by all thy works adored ! 4 Being of beings ! may our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill : Still may we stand before thy face, Still hear and do thy sovereign will : To thee may all our thoughts arise, Ceaseless, accepted sacrifice. 5 As flowers their op'ning leaves display, And glad drink in the solar fire, 4J2 being and perfections So may we catch thy every ray. So may thy influence us inspire, Thou Beam of the eternal Beam! Thou purging Fire, thou quick'ning Flame ! 47 S. M. Watts Psalm viii. OLORD, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 Out of the mouths of babes And sucklings thou canst draw Surprising honours to thy name, And strike the world with awe. 3 "When to thy works on high I raise my wond'ring ey< s, And see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies ; 4 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, — Lord, what is man, that worthless thing Akin to dust and worms \ — 5 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou shouldst love him so? Next to thine angels is he placed, And Lord of all below. 6 Thine honours crown his head, While beasts, like slaves, obey. And birds that cut the air with wings, And fish that cleave the sea 7 O Lord, our heavenly King; Thy name is all divine : Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. OF CxOI\ 43 48 C. M« Sternhold. Psalm xviii. 9, 10. THE Lord descended from above, And bow'd the heavens most high ; And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherub and on cherubim Full royally he rode, And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad. 49 L. M. Addison, Psalm xix. 1-6. THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, (a shining frame,) Their great Original proclaim : Th' unwearied sun from day to day Doth his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. 2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the list'ning earth Repeats the story of her birth : While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 3 What, though in solemn silence all Move round the dark terrestrial ball ; What, though no real voice nor sound Amid the radiant orbs be found ; In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, " The hand that made us is divine/* 44 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 50 S. M. WaTI I. Psalm xix. Before morning sermon. BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations rim And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ; For ever sure thy promise, Lord, And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given ! O may I never read in vain. But find the path to heaven ! 51 S. M. 1H Al cs. Psalm xix. A/f> r $( rmon. I HE AH thy word with love, And I would fain obey : Lord, send thy Spirit from above To guide me lest I stray! 2 O who can ever find The errors of his ways ! Yet with a hold, presumptuous mind, I would not dare transgress. 3 Warn mo of every sin. Forgive my secret faults, And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, \Vho>e crimes exceed my thoughts. OF GOD. 45 4 Wliile with my heart and tongue I spread thy praise abroad, Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God. 52 Six 8s. Addison. Psalm xxiii. rpHE Lord my pasture shall prepare, __ And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye : My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When hi the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads My weary, wand'ring steps he leads, Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade. 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crown' d, And streams shall murmur all around. 53 S. M. Watts. Psalm xxiii. THE Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied : 46 BRING AND PERFECTIONS! Since be is mine, and J am his, \\ lial can I waul beside I 2 He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pa««, And full salvation Hows. 3 If e'er T go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in his own right waj For his most holy name 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear; Though I should walk through death's dark shade, My Shepherd's with me there. 5 In spite of all my foes, Thou dost my table spread} My cup with blessings overflows^ And joy exalts my head 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. 54 L.M. CWbbli f Rj tfm \\iv. 1-6. 11HE earth, with all her fulness, owns Jehovah for her sovereign Lord ; The countless myriads of her sons Rose into being at his word. 2 His word did out of nothing call The world, and founded ail that is; Launch'd On the Hoods this solid hall, And lix'd it in the Boating seas. OF GOD. 47 3 But who shall quit this low abode, Who shall ascend the heavenly place, And stand upon the mount of God, And see his Maker face to face ? 4 The man whose hands and heart are clean, That, blessed portion shall receive ; Whoe'er by grace is saved from sin, Hereafter shall hi glory live. 5 He shall obtain the starry crown ; And, numbered with the saints above, The God of his salvation own, The God of his salvation love. 55 L. M. Watt* Psalm xxxvi. 5-9. " TIGH in the heavens, eternal God, XI Thy goodness in full glory shmes ; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens thy designs. 2 For ever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; Wise are the wonders of thy hands ; Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 Thy providence is kind and large, Both man and beast thy bounty share ; The whole creation is thy charge, But saints are thy peculiar care. 4 My God ! how excellent thy grace ! Whence all our hope and comfort springs The sons of Adam in distress Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word 4-8 BKi\<; and pi:i;fi.( i lOHfl o(\ CM. Watt* P$alm lxiii. Qj ay : Praise him ye dreadful whales. And fish that through the sea (Hide swift. with glitt'ring scale-: Fire. hail, and snow, And misty air. And winds that where, He bids them blow 5 By hills and mountains, all In gratefo] concert join'd ; By cedars stately tall. And trees tor fruit design'd : By every beast, And creeping thing, And fowl of wing, \\\> name be 1 lest 6 Lei all of highest birth. With those of humbler name. OF GOD. 61 And judges of the earth, His matchless praise proclaim; In this design, Let youths with maids, And hoary heads With children, join. 7 United zeal be shown His wondrous fame to raise, "Whose glorious name alone Deserves our endless praise : Earth's utmost ends His power obey ; His glorious sway The sky transcends 8 His chosen saints to grace, He sets them up on high ; And favours Israel's race, Who still to him are nigh : O therefore raise Your grateful voice, And still rejoice The Lord to praise ! 75 Four 8s & two 6s. Ogilyie- Psalm cxlviii. BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise th' Almighty's name : Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies [n one melodious concert rise, To swell th' inspiring theme. 2 Ye fields of light; celestial plains, Where gay, transporting beauty reigns, Ye scenes divinely fair ; Your Maker's wondrous power proclaim, Tell how he form'd your shining frame, And breathed the fluid air. S Ye angels catch the thrilling sound ; While all th' adoring thrones around His boundless mercy sing ; Let every list'ning saint above Wake all the tuneful soul of love, And touch the sweetest string. t)2 BEING AND PERFECTIONS 4 Join, ye loud spheres, the vocal choir: Thou dazzling orb of liquid fire, The mighty chorus aid: Soon as gray evening nilds the plain. Thou, moon, protract the melting strain, And praise him in the shade. 5 Let every element rejoice : Ye thunders, burst with awful voice To him who bids you roll : His praise in softer notes declare, Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. 6 Let man, for nobler service made, The feeling heart, the judging head, Li heavenly praise employ: Spread Ins tremendous name around, Till heaven's broad arch rings back the sound. The general burst of joy. 7 Ye, whom the charms of grandeur please. Nursed on the downy lap of ease, Fall prostrate at his throne ; Ye princes, rulers, all adore ; Praise him, ye kings, who makes your power An image of his own. S Let youth its ardent passions move, To praise tli' eternal Source of love, With all its hallow' (1 fire : Let age take up the tuneful lay. Sigh his bless'd name, then soar away. And ask an angel's lyre. 9 Let saints, redeem'd from death and hell, In louder, loftier numbers, tell The wonders of his grace : Beyond creation's utmost bounds; Above her noblest, sweetest sounds, Declare Jehovah's praise. OF GOD. 63 76 C. M. Watts. Psalm cxlviii. I)RAISE ye the Lord, y' immortal choirs That fill the worlds above ; Praise him who form'd you of his fires, And feeds you with his love. 2 Shine to his praise, ye crystal skies, The floor of his abode : Or veil in shades your thousand eyes Before your brighter God. 3 Thou restless globe of golden fight, Whose beams create our days, Join with the silver queen of night To own your borrow'd rays. 4 Winds, ye shall bear his name aloud Through the ethereal blue ; For when his chariot is a cloud, He makes his wheels of you. 5 Thunder and hail, and fire and storms, The troops of his command, Appear in all your dreadful forms, And speak his awful hand. 6 Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas, In your eternal roar : Let wave to wave resound his praise, And shore reply to shore. 7 While monsters sporting on the flood, In scaly silver shine, Speak terribly their maker, God, And lash the foaming brine. 8 But gentler things shall tune his name To softer notes than these : Young zephyrs breathing o'er the stream, Or whisp'ring through the trees. (j4 BEING AM) PERFECTIONS 9 Wave \ our tall heads, ye lofty pines, To Him thai bids you grow; Sweet dusters, bend the fruitful vines On every thankful bough. 10 Let the shrill birds his honours raise, And climb the morning sky; While grov'ling beasts attempt his praise, In hoarser harmony. 11 Thus while the meaner creatures sing, Ye mortals, take the sound ; Echo the glories of your King Through all the nations round. 77 Four 6s & two 8s. C. Wesley. Psalm cxlviii. 12, 13. YOUNG men and maidens, raise Your tuneful voices high ; Old men and children, praise The Lord of earth and sky : Him three in one, and one in three, Extol to all eternity. 2 The universal King Let all the world proclaim ; Let every creature sing J lis attributes and name ! Him three in one, and one in throe, Extol to all eternity. 3 In his great name alone All excellences meet. — Who sits upon the throne, And shall lor ever sit : Him three in one. and one in three, Extol to all eternity. OF GOD (55 4 Glory to God belongs ; Glory to God be given ; Above the noblest songs, Of all in earth and heaven : Him three in one, and one in three, Extol to all eternity. 78 Six 8s. C. Wesley Te Deum. TNF1NITE God, to thee we raise JL Our hearts in solemn songs of praise ; By all thy works on earth adored, We worship thee, the common Lord ; The everlasting Father own, And bow ourselves before thy throne. 2 Thee all the choir of angels sings, The Lord of hosts, the King of kings; Cherubs proclaim thy praise aloud, And seraphs shout the Triune God; And " Holy, holy, holy," cry, " Thy glory fills both earth and sky P 3 God of the patriarchal race, The ancient seers record thy praise ; The goodly apostolic band In highest joy and glory stand ; And all the saints and prophets join T' extol thy majesty divine. 4 Head of the martyrs' noble host, Of thee they justly make their boast ; The church to earth's remotest bounds Her heavenly Founder's praise resounds ; And strives with those around the throne To hymn the mystic Three hi One. 5 Father of endless majesty, All might and love they render thee ; 6C beinc; am) PEBFE4 nom Thy true and only Son adore, The same in dignity and power ; And (Jod the Holy Ghost declai The saints' eternal Comforter. 79 Six 8s. aWuut Continued. MESSIAH, joy of every heart, Thou, thou the King of glory art; The Father's everlasting Son, Thee it delights thy church to own ; For all our hopes on thee depend, Whose glorious mercies never end. 2 Bent to redeem a sinful race, Thou, Lord, with unexampled grace, Into our lower world didst come, And stoop to a poor virgin's womb ; Whom all the heavens cannot contain, Our God, appear* d a child of man ! 3 When thou hadst render d up thy breatli, And, dying, drawn the sting of death, Thou didst from earth triumphant rise, And ope the portals of the skies, That all who trust in thee alone Might follow, and partake thy throne. 4 Seated at God's right hand again, Thou dost in all his glory reigt) : Thou dost, thy Father's image, shine In all the attributes divine ; And thou with judgment clad shall comet To seal our everlasting doom. 5 Wherefore we new for mercy pray, O Saviour, take our sins away! Before thou as our Judge appear. In dreadful majesty severe, OF GOD. (j Appear our Advocate with God, And save the purchase of thy blood. 6 Hallow and make thy servants meet, And with thy saints in glory seat ; Sustain and bless us by thy sway, And keep to that tremendous day When all thy church shall chant above The new eternal song of love. 80 Six 8s. C. Wesle* Concluded. SAVIOUR, we now rejoice in hope, That thou at last wilt take us up ; With daily triumph we proclaim, And bless and magnify thy name ; And wait thy greatness to adore When time and death shall be no more. 2 Till then with us vouchsafe to stay, And keep us pure from sin to-day ; Thy great confirming grace bestow, And guard us all our days below; And ever mightily defend, And save thy servants to the end. 3 Still let us, Lord, by thee be blest, Who in thy guardian mercy rest : Extend thy mercy's arms to me, The weakest soul that trusts in thee ; And never let me lose thy love, Till I, e'en I, am crown'd above. 81 L. M. J. Wesle* The Lord's Prayer. Preface and first petition. J7ATHER of all, whose powerful voice Jj Call'd forth this universal frame ! G8 BEING and im;rfi:ction'3 Whose mercies over nil rejoice, Through endless ages Mill the same; 2 Thou by thy word upholdesf all; Thy bounteous love to all is showed ; Thou hear'st thy every creature's call; And fillest every month with good. 3 In heaven thou reign'st enthroned in light Nature's expanse before thee spread ; Earth, air, and sea, before thy sight, And hell's deep gloom, are open laid! 4 "Wisdom, and might, and love, are thine; Prostrate before thy face we tall, Confess thine attributes divine, And hail thee sovereign Lord of all. 5 Thee, sovereign Lord, let all confess, That move in earth, or air, or sky : Revere thy power, thy goodness bless; Tremble before thy piercing eye. 6 All ye who owe to him your birth, In praise your every hour employ: Jehovah reigns; be glad, O earth. And shout, ye morning stars, for joy ! 82 L. M. J. Wesley ( btUimu (J. Second p> lition. SON of thy Sire's eternal love. Take to thyself thy mighty power; Let all earth's sons thy mercy prove, Let all thy wondrous grace adore: "2 The triumphs of thy love display; In every heart reign thou alone. Till all thy foes conic— thy -way. And glory end what grace begun. OF GOD. 69 83 L. M. J. Wesley. Continued. Third petition. SPIRIT of grace, and health, and power ; Fountain of light and love below ; Abroad thy healing influence shower, O'er all the nations let it flow. 2 Inflame our hearts with perfect love, In us the work of faith fulfil ; So not heaven's host shall swifter move, Than we on earth, to do thy will. 84 L. M. J. Wesley Continued. Fourth petition. FATHER, 'tis thine each day to yield Thy children's wants a fresh supply ; Thou cloth' st the lilies of the field, And nearest the young ravens cry : 2 On thee we cast our care ; we live Through thee, who know'st our every need O feed us with thy grace, and give Our souls this day the living bread ! 85 L- M. J. Wesley Continued Fifth petition. ETERNAL, spotless Lamb of God, Before the world's foundation slain ! Sprinkle us ever with thy blood : O cleanse, and keep us ever clean ! 2 To every soul, (all praise to thee !) Our bowels of compassion move : And all mankind by this may see, God is in us ; for God is love. 70 PERFECTIONS OF GOD. 86 L. M. J. Wesley Continued. Sixth petition. IVER and Lord of life, whose power G T And guardian care for all are free, To thee, in fierce temptation's hour, From sin and Satan let us flee. 2 Thine, Lord, we are, and ours thou art : In us be all thy goodness show'd ; Renew, enlarge, and fill our heart With peace, and joy, and heaven, and God. 87 L. M. J. Wesley. Concluded. The doxolo°ry. BLESSING and honour, praise and love, Co-equal, co-eternal Three, In earth below, in heaven above, By all thy works, be paid to thee ! 2 Thrice Holy! thine the kingdom is; The power omnipotent is thine; And when created nature dies, Thy never-ceasing glories shine. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 71 SECTION n. ill^iation of Cljrat. 88 C- M- DorDRIDGE. The Advent. HARK! the glad sound! the Saviour cemes! The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne — And every voice a song. 2 He comes the pris'ners to release, In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before him burst — The iron fetters yield ! 3 He comes — from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray ; And on the eye-balls of the blind To pour celestial day. 4 He comes — the broken heart to bind— The bleeding soul to cure ; And, with the treasures of his grace, T' enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. 89 7s. C. Weslft The Incarnation. HARK! the herald angels sing, " Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; God and sinners reconciled :" 7;2 MEDIATION OF (IIIUST. Joyful all ye nations rise Join the triumphs of the skies; A\ itli th' angelic hosts proclaim, " Christ is born in Bethlehem." 2 Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord ; Late in time behold him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb, Veil'd in flesh the Godhead see, Hail th' incarnate Deity ! Pleased as man with men t' appear, Jesus our Immanuel here. 3 Hail the heaven-born Prince of peace Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings: Mild he lays his glory by, Born that man no more may die; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth. 4 Come, Desire of nations, come! Fix in us thy humble home ; Rise, the woman's conqu'ring seed, Bruise in us the serpents head ; Adam's likeness now efface, Stamp thine image in its plat Second Adam from above Reinstate us in thy love, 90 C. ML Mf-.dle- The Incarnation. MORTALS, awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay : <>y. love, and gratitude, combine To hail th' auspicious day. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 73 2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through ail the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre. o Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo roll'd ; The theme, the song, the joy, was new, 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky Tli' impetuous torrent ran ; And angels flew with eager joy To bear the news to man. 5 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, " Glory to God on high ! Good- will 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, shall fail, Thy praise shall never end. 91 8s. C. Wesley. " Glory to God in the highest" ALL glory to God in the sky, And peace upon earth be restored ! O Jesus, exalted on high, Appear our omnipotent Lord ! Who meanly in Bethlehem born, Didst stoop to redeem a lost race, Once more to thy creatures return, And reign in thy kingdom of grace. 2 When thou in our flesh didst appear. All nature acknowledged thy birth ; Arose the acceptable year, And heaven was open'd on earth ; 4 74 MEDIATION OP CHRI8T. Receiving its Lord from above, The world was united to bless The Giver of concord and love The Prince and the Author of peace. 3 O wouldst thou again be made known, Again in thy Spirit descend. And set up in each of thine own A kingdom that never shall end! Thou only art aide to bless; And make the glad nations obey, And bid the dire enmity cease, And bow the whole world to thy sway ! 4 Come, then, to thy servants again, Who long thy appearing to know; Thy quiet and peaceable reign In mercy establish below : All sorrow before thee shall fly, And anger and hatred be o'er ; And envy and malice shall die, And discord afilict us no more. 5 No horrid alarum of war Shall break our eternal repose ; No sound of the trumpet is there, Where Jesus's Spirit o'erflows: Appeased by the charms of thy grace, We all shall in amity join, And kindly each other embrace, And love with a passion like thine. <>2 L. M. C. Wbblbi " The Ward was made flesh." SING, all in heaven, at Jesus' birth, Glory to God. and peace on earth: Incarnate love in Christ is seen. Pure mercy and good-will to men. MEDIATION 01 CHRIST. 75 2 Praise him extoll'd above all height, Who doth in worthless worms delight : God reconciled in Christ confess, Your present and eternal peace. 3 From Jesus, manifest below, Rivers of pure salvation flow, And pour on man's distinguished race Their everlasting streams of grace. 4 Sing, every soul of Adam's line, The fav'rite attribute divine, Ascribing, with the hosts above, All glory to the God of love. 93 C. M. Watts. The song of the angels. M HHEPHERDS, rejoice, lift up your eyes, kj And send your fears away, News from the regions of the skies — A Saviour 's born to-day. 2 "Jesus, the God whom angels fear, Conies down to dwell with you ; To-day he makes his entrance here, But not as monarchs do. 3 " No gold, nor purple swaddling bands, Nor royal shining things ; A manger for his cradle stands, And holds the King of kings. 4 " Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, And see his humble throne ; With tears of joy in all your eyes, Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 5 Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around The heavenly armies throng ; They tune their harps to lofty sound, And thus conclude the song: 7() MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 6 " Glory to God that reigns above, Let peace surround the earth ; Mortals shall know their Maker's love, At their Redeemer's birth." 7 Lord ! and shall angels have their songs And men no tunes to raise { O may we lose these useless tongues When we forget to praise ! 94 C. M. Patrick Luke ii. 8-14. YVrHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks by > 1 All seated on the ground, [night, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 2 " Fear not," said he, (for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind.) " Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 3 "To you, in David's town, this day, Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord ; And this shall be the sign : \ " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view display'd, A.11 meanly wrapp'd in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appear'd a whining throng Qfangela praising God, on high, And thus address'd their song: 6 u All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; jrood-will henceforth, from heaven to men, Begin and never cease." MEDIATION OF CIIRTST. 77 95 S. M. C. Wesley " Unto us a child is born" FATHER, our hearts we lift Up to thy gracious throne, And thank thee for the precious gift Of thine incarnate Son ! 2 The gift unspeakable We thankfully receive, And to the world thy goodness tell, And to thy glory live. 3 Jesus, the holy child, Doth, by his birth, declare That God and man are reconciled, And one in him we are. 4 A peace on earth he brings, Which never more shall end ; The Lord of hosts, the King of kingS; Declares himself our friend. 5 His kingdom from above He doth to us impart, And pure benevolence and love O'erflow the faithful heart : 6 Changed in a moment, we The sweet attraction find, With open arms of charity Embracing all mankind. 7 O might they all receive The new-born Prince of peace ! And meekly in his spirit five, And hi his love increase ! 8 Till he convey us home, Cry every soul aloud, Come, thou Desire of nations, come, And take us up to God ! 78 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. B6 L- M. C. Weslet " Unto us a Soti is given." 1^0 ns a child, of royal birth, Heir of the promises, is given : Th' Invisible appears on earth, The Son of man, the Cod of heaven. 2 A Saviour horn, in love supreme He comes, our fallen souls to raise; He comes, his people to redeem. With all his plenitude of grace, 3 The Christ, by raptured seers foretold, Filfd with th' eternal Spirit's power, Prophet, and Priest, and King, behold, And Lord of all the worlds adore. 4 The Lord of hosts, the God most high, Who quits his throne on earth to live, With joy we welcome from the sky, With faith into our hearts receive. 97 Four 6s 6c two 8s. C. Wesley-. " They shall call his name Immanuel." TET earth and heaven combine, J Angels and men agree, To praise, in songs divine, Th' incarnate Deity ; Our God contracted to a span. Incomprehensibly made man. 2 He laid his glory l»y ; lie wrapp'd him in our clay : Unmark'd by human eye, The latent Godhead lay ; Infant of days he here became, And bore tin4 mild Emmanuel's name. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 79 3 Unsearchable the love That hath the Saviour brought ; The grace is far above Or man or angel's thought: Suffice for us that God, we know, Our God, is manifest below. 4 He deigns in flesh t' appear, Widest extremes to join ; To bring our vileness near, And make us all divine : And we the life of God shall know ; For God is manifest below. 5 Made perfect first in love, And sanctified by grace, We shall from earth remove, And see his glorious face ; Then shall his love be fully show'd, And man shall then be lost in God. 98 lis & 10s. Heber. Star of the East. BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid ! 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall ; A ngels adore him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and off 'rings divine ? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine '? 80 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. •l Vainly we offer each ample oblation, \ ainly with gifts would his favour secure; Richer by far is the heart's adoration. Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor ! 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning Dawn on ourdarknessand lend ns thine aid! Star of the East, the horizon adorning Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 99 C. M. Watts. Psalm xcviii. JOY to the world — the Lord is come ! Let earth receive her King : Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth — the Saviour reigns ! Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow, Far as the curse is found. 4 lie rules the world with truth and grace; And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness) And wonders of his love \{)() MiuincK 77/ 1 song of Simt on, ,rriS enough — the hour is come; JL Now, within the silent tomh. Let this mortal frame decay. Mingled with its kindred clay. Since thy mercies, oft of old By thy chosen seers foretold, MEDIATION OF CHRIST. $1 Faithful now, and steadfast prove, God of truth, and God of love ! — 2 Since, at length, my aged eye Sees the Day-spring from on high ! Those whom death had overspread With his dark and dreary shade, Lift their eyes, and, from afar, Hail the light of Jacob's star, Waiting till the promised ray Turn their darkness into day. 3 Sun of righteousness, to thee, Lo ! the nations bow the knee ; And the realms of distant kings Own the healing of thy wings : See the beams, intensely shed, Shine on Sion's favour'd head ! Never may they hence remove, God of truth, and God of love ! 101 C. M. Heber. The holy child Jesus. A BASH'D be all the boast of age, 1A_ Be hoary learning dumb ! Expounder of the mystic page, Behold an infant come! 2 O Wisdom ! whose unfading power Beside th' Eternal stood, To frame, in nature's earliest hour, The land, the sky, the flood. 3 Yet didst not thou disdain awhile An infant form to wear, — To bless thy mother with a smile, And lisp thy falter' d prayer. 4 But in thy Father's own abode, With Israel's elders round, Conversing high with Israel's God, Thy chiefest joy was found. F 4* 82 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 5 So may our youth adore thy name! And, Saviour, deign to bless, With fost'ring grace, the timid flame Of early holiness ! 102 c. M. The Inauguration, SEE, from on high, a light divine On Jesus' head descend; And hear the sacred voice from heaven, That bids us all attend : — 2 " This is my well-beloved Son," Proclaim'd the voice divine ; " Hear him," his heavenly Father said, " For all his words are mine." 3 His mission thus conflrm'd from heaven, The great Messiah came, And heavenly wisdom taught to man, In God the Fathers name. 4 The path of heavenly peace he show'd, That leads to bliss on high, Where ail his faithful ibll'wers here Shall live no more to die. 5 O may we then, who own him Lord, And his loved name profess; By all our words and actions prove That we his mind possess! 103 I- ML Watts On dentiaU of .1 I BEHOLD the blind their sight receive! ) Behold the dead awake and live! The dumb speak wonders! and the lame Lcaj) like the hart, and bless hi.^ name! 2 Thus does th' eternal Spirit own. And seal the mission of the Son; MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 83 The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 3 He dies ! — the heavens in mourning stood ! He rises — and appears a God ! Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed, no more to die. 4 Hence, and for ever, from my heart 1 bid my doubts and fears depart ; And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine. X04 L. M. Bowring TJie great Teacher. HOW sweetly flow'd the gospel sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When hst'ning thousands gather' d round, And joy and gladness fill'd the place ! 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his foll'wers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unveiling an immortal day. 3 " Come, wand'rers, to my Father's home ; Come, all ye weary ones, and rest :" Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, Obey thee, love thee, and be blest. 105 L. M. WATTf His exemplary life. MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word : But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeaA, Such def'rence to thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe, and make them mine. 84 mi:i*i a- ;c\ OF dnnsT. 3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Witness'd the fervour of thy prayer; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy vicfry too. 4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear More of thy gracious image here ; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name, Among the folTwers of the Lamb. 106 C. M. Enfield. u I have given you an example." BEHOLD where in a mortal form Appears each grace divine ! ili'1 virtues, all in Jesus met. With mildest radiance shine. 2 To spread the rays of heavenly light, To give the mourner joy. To preach glad tidings to the poor, Was his divine mploy. 3 Lowly in heart, -o all his friends A friend and servant found ; He wash'd their feet, he wiped their tears, And heafd each bleeding wound. 4 Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn, Patient and meek he stood: lli^ toes, ungrateful, sought his life: He labour'd for their good 5 In the last hours of deep distiv Before his Father's throne. With soul lesign'd, he bow'd. and said, u Thy will, not mine, he done !*' 6 Be Christ our pattern and our guide1 His image may we hear! O may we tread his holy steps. — 11 i^ joy and glory share ! MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 85 107 L. M. Steele. " Leaving us an example" WHENE'ER the angry passions rise, And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife, On Jesus let us fix our eyes, Bright pattern of the Christian life. 2 O how benevolent and kind ! How mild ! how ready to forgive ! Be this the temper of our mind, And these the rules by which we live. 3 To do his heavenly Father's will Was his employment and delight : Humility and holy zeal Shone through his life divinely bright. 4 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labours of his life were love : If then we love the Saviour's name Let his divine example move ! 108 7s. C. Wesley " That ye should follow his steps" HOLY Lamb, who thee confess, FolFwers of thy holiness, Thee they ever keep in view, Ever ask, "What shall we do?" Govern'd by thy only will, All thy words we would fulfil, Would in all thy footsteps go, Walk as Jesus walk'd below. 2 While thou didst on earth appear, Servant to thy servants here, Mindful of thy place above, All thv life was prayer and love : 86 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. Such our whole employment be, Works of faith and charity ; Works of love on man bestowed, Secret Intexcoarae with God. 3 Early in thti temple meet, Let Ofl still onr Saviour greet; Nightly to the mount repair: Join our praying Pattern (here : There by wrestling faith obtain Power to work for God again ; Power his image to retrieve, Power, tike thee, our Lord, to live. [09 L. M. Doddridok Th e Tra n sfig^u ra t io n . IT^HEN at this distance. Lord, we trace >f The various glories of thy face, What transport pours o'er all our breast, And charms our cares and woes to rest ' 2 With thee, in the obscurest cell. On some bleak mountain would I dwell, Rather than pompous courts behold, And share their grandeur and their gold. 3 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy : Raptures divine my thoughts employ: I see the King of glory shine : And feel his love, and call him mine. 4 On Tabor thus his servants viewed His lustre, when transformed he stood: And, bidding earthly scenes farewell, Cried, ''Lord, 'tis pleasant here to dwell!" 5 Yet still our elevated ey.< To nobler visions long to rise : That grand assembly would we join, Where all thv saints around thee shine. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. §7 6 That mount, how bright ! those forms, how- fair! 'Tis good to dwell for ever there ! Come, death, dear envoy of my God, And bear me to that bless'd abode ! HO L. M. Doddridge. Christ weeping over Jerusalem. ¥HAT venerable sight appears ! The Son of God, dissolved in tears ! Trace, O my soul, with sad surprise, The sorrows of a Saviour's eyes ! 2 For whom, bless'd Jesus, we would know, Doth such a sacred torrent flow ? What brother, or what friend of thine, Is graced and mourn'd with drops divine ? 3 Nor brother there, nor friend I see — But sons of pride and cruelty ; Who, like rapacious tigers, stood, Insatiate, panting for thy blood. 4 Dear Lord, and did thy gushing eyes Thus stream o'er dying enemies ? And can thy tenderness forget The sinner, humbled at thy feet? 5 With deep remorse our bowels move,— That we have wrong'd such matchless love ; Thy gentle pity, Lord, display, And smile these trembling fears away. Ill S. M. Beddome, " He beheld the city, and ivept over UP DID Christ o'er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry ? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 88 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 2 The Son of God, in tears The wond'ring angels Bee ; Be thou astonished, ( I my bouI; He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept that we might weep; Each sin demands a tear: In heaven alone no mm i^ found, And there's no weeping there. 112 c. M. HaWbii Gethsemane. DARK was the night, and cold the ground; On which the Lord was laid; His sweat, like drops of blood, ran down ; In agony he prayd. — 2 " Father, remove this bitter cup, If such thy sacred will ; If not, content to drink it up, Thy pleasure I fulfil." 3 Go to the garden, sinner: sir Those precious drops that Mow; The heavy load he bore for thee ; For thee he lies so low. 113 IN. ML De Fm.iky The Garden. 0 GARDEN of Olivet, dear honour**] spot, The lame of thy wonder shall ne'er be forgot; The theme most transporting to seraphs above, The triumph of sorrow, the triumph of love ! 2 Come, saints, and adore him : come, how at Ins feet ! ( ). give him the irlory. the praise that is meet ; Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise. And ioin the full chorus that gladdens the skies. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 89 114 S. M. C. Wesley. " My soul is exceeding- sorroivful." THE man of sorrow now Thou dost indeed appear, — Beneath my guilty burden bow, And tremble with my fear. 2 Thy pain is my relief, And doth my load remove ; For O, if all thy soul is grief, Yet all thy heart is love ! 115 L- M. Chandler. [From the Primitive Church.] Agony in the garden. TO whom is our report made known Of mercies which the Lord hath shown? Such wonders scarce can faith believe, And scarce the mind such love conceive. 2 The Son of God, for sinful man In purpose slain, since time began, His body now in deed supplies As our atoning sacrifice. 3 But wherefore, Saviour, dost thou lie In such a mournful agony? And why those bloody drops that show Thy soul's deep anguish as they flow ? 4 Doth the dread cup deter thy soul ? But O ! unless thou drink the whole, For us poor sinners it must flow, A draught of never-ending wo. 5 But heavenly love is ne'er dismay'd, And God may not be disobey'd ; And lo ! he yields him to the hour Of darkness, and to hell's dark power. 90 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 6 The Father, who the victim gave, The Son, who died mankind to save, The Holy Ghost, we all adore One God, both now and evermore. 116 L- M. C. Wesley The Passion. YE that pass by, behold the man ! The man of griefs, condemn'd for you ! The Lamb of God, for sinners slain. Weeping to Calvary pursue ! 2 See! how his back the scourges tear. While to the bloody pillar bound ! The ploughers make long furrows there, Till all his body is one wound. 3 Nor can he thus their hate assuage ; His innocence to death pursued, Must fully glut their utmost rage ; Hark ! how they clamour for his blood ! 4 " To us our own Barabbas give ; Away with him," (they loudly cry,) " Away with him, not fit to live, The vile seducer crucify !" 5 His sacred limbs they stretch, they tear, With nails they fasten to the wood ! His sacred limbs, exposed and bare, Or only covered with Ins blood. 6 See there, his temples CTOWn'd with thorn ! His bleeding hands extended wide! His streaming feel transfix'd and torn' The fountain gushing from his side! 7 Where is the King of glory now? The everlasting Son of ( rod I TIT Immortal hangs his languid brow; Tir Almighty faints beneath his load! MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 91 8 Beneath my load he faints and dies ■ I fili'd his soul with pangs unknown : 1 caused those mortal groans and cries — I kill'd the Father's only Son ! H7 L. M. C. Wesley Concluded. OTHOU dear suff'ring Son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move ! Help me to catch thy precious blood ! Help me to taste thy dying love ! 2 The earth could to her centre quake, Convulsed while her Creator died : O let my inmost nature shake, And die with Jesus crucified ! 3 At thy last gasp the graves display'd Their horrors to the upper skies : O that my soul might burst the shade, And, quicken'd by thy death, arise ! 4 The rocks could feel thy powerful death; And tremble, and asunder part : O rend with thine expiring breath The harder marble of my heart ! 118 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr The Passion. 7ROM whence these dire portents around, J* Which heaven and earth amaze ? Wherefore do earthquakes cleave the ground? Why hides the sun his rays ? 2 Not thus did Sinai's trembling head With sacred horror nod, Beneath the dark pavilion spread Of legislative God. 92 MKDIAT'ON OF CHRIST. 3 Thou earth, thy owes! centre shake, With Jesus sympathize ! Tlioil Mill, as hell'fl deep nloum, he hlack, Tis thy Creator dies. 4 See. streaming from th? accursed tree, His all-atoning blood : Is this the Infinite? 'tis He, My Saviour and my God. 5 For me these pangs his soul assail ; For me this death is home ; My sins gave sharpness to the nail, And pointed every thorn. 6 Let sin no more my soul enslave; Break, Lord, the tyrant's chain : O, save me, whom thou cam's! to save, Nor bleed, nor die in vain. 119 L. M. J. Chandler. [From the Primitive Church.] The Cross. lA^HILE in the agonies of death, m The Saviour yields his latest breath, We, too. will mount on Calv'ry's height And contemplate the wondrous sight! 2 O Lamb of God, by faith Ave Bee How all our hopes are iix'd on thee : Thy cross we see ordain'd by Heaven, For man to look, and he forgiven, 3 By this thy saints to glory come: Bv this they brave the martyr's doom; In this the surest proof we find Of God's vast love to lost mankind. 4 On this, o Lord, enthroned on high, With more than royal majesty. Thou spreadest forth thine arms ahroad. And eallest all mankind to ( rod MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 93 5 O grant us then to find a place Around the footstool of thy grace, And there hi humble faith to stay, Till all our sins are wash'd away ! 6 O, banner of the cross, unfuii'd To shine with glory through the world, 0 may we ever cleave to thee, And thou shalt our salvation be ! L20 S. M. Doddridge. Attraction of the Cross. BEHOLD th' amazing sight, The Saviour lifted high ; Behold the Son of God's delight Expire in agony. 2 For whom, for whom, my heart, Were all these sorrows borne ? "Why did he feel that piercing smart, And meet that various scorn ? 3 For love of us he bled, And all in torture died ; 'Twas love that bow'd his fainting head, And oped his gushing side. 4 I see, and I adore In sympathy of love ; 1 feel the strong, attractive power, To lift my soul above. 5 Drawn by such cords as these, Let all the earth combine, With cheerful ardour, to confess The energy divine. 6 In thee our hearts unite, Nor share thy griefs alone, But from thy cross pursue their flight To thy triumphant throne. 94 M LIGATION OF CHRIST. 121 L. M. J. Wbslet [From tin- Genua of Denier.] 2V Crucifixion. I EXTENDED on a cursed tree, j Besmeared with dust, and sweat, and blood, Sec there, the King of glory see! Sinks, and expires, the Son of God! 2 Who, who, my Saviour, this hath done? AVho could thy sacred body wound I No guilt thy spotless heart hath known, No guile hath in thy lips been found 3 I, — I alone have done the deed ! Tis I thy sacred flesh have torn ; My sins have caused thee, Lord, to bleed, Pointed the nail, and fix'd the thorn. 4 For me, the burden, to sustain Too great, on thee, my Lord, was laid: To heal me, thou hast borne the pain : To bless me, thou a curse was! made. 5 In the devouring lion's teeth, Torn, and forsook of all. I lay: Thou sprang'sl into the jaws of death, From death to save the helpless prey. 6 My Saviour, how shall I proclaim. How pay the mighty debt I owe i Let all I have, and all I am. Ceaseless to all thy glory show. 7 Too much to thee 1 cannot give; Too much I cannot do for thee : Let all thy love, and all thy grief; ( irav'n on my heart tor ever be ! 8 The meek, the still, the lowly mind, O may 1 learn from thee, my ( Sod : And love, with softest pity join'd, Tor those that trample on thy blood ' MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 95 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 hi thy bosom rest. 122 7s. MlLMAN The Crucifixion. BOUND upon th' accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is He? By the flesh with scourges torn, By the crown of twisted thorn, By the side so deeply pierced, By the baffled, burning thirst, By the drooping, death-dew'd brow, — Son of man ! 'tis thou ! 'tis thou ! 2 Bound upon th' accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is He ? By the sun at noon-day pale, Shiv'ring rock, and rending veil, Eden promised ere he died, To the felon at his side, Lord ! our suppliant knees we bow, — Son of God ! 'tis thou ! 'tis thou ! 3 Bound upon th' accursed tree, Sad and dying, who is He ? By the last and bitter cry, Ghost giv'n up in agony, By the lifeless body laid In the chamber of the dead, Crucified ! we know thee now, - Son of man ! 'tis thou ! 'tis thou ! 4 Bound upon th' accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is He ? By the spoil' d and empty grave, By the souls he died to save, JJO MEDIATION OF CHRIST. By the conquest he hath won, By the saints before his throne, By the rainbow round his brow, — Son of God ! 'lis thou ! 'tis thou ! 123 C. M. S. Wesley, Sen. The Crucifixion. BEHOLD the Saviour of mankind Nail'd to the shameful tree ! How vast the love that him inclined To bleed and die for thee ! 2 Hark, how he groans ! while nature shake* And earth's strong pillars bend ! The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done ! the precious ransom's paid ! " Receive my soul !" he cries See where he 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 Lamb of God, was ever pain, Was ever love, like thine ! 124 Six 8s. C. Wesley. UM& Love is crucifii d." 0 LOVE Divine! what hasl thou done! TV immortal God hath died idr me! The Father's co-eternal Son Bore all my sins u}H)ii the tree ' Th' immortal God for me hath died : My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 2 Behold him, all ye thai pass by, The bleeding Prince of life and peace! Come. see. ye worms, your Maker die, And say, w at ever gri< f like his I MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 97 Come, feel with me his blood applied : My Lord, my Love, is crucified ; — 3 Is crucified for me and you, To bring us rebels back to God : Believe, believe the record true, Ye ail are bought with Jesus' blood ; Pardon for all flows from his side : My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 4 Then let us sit beneath his cross. And gladly catch the healing stream ; All things for him account but loss And give up all our hearts to him ; Of nothing think or speak beside, My Lord, my Love, is crucified. 125 Six 8s. C. Weslev General redemption, VOULD Jesus have the sinner die ? Why hangs he then on yonder tree ? What means that strange expiring cry ? (Sinners, he prays for you and me ;) " Forgive them, Father, O forgive, They know not that by me they five !" 2 Jesus, descended from above, Our loss of Eden to retrieve, Great God of universal love, If all the world through thee may live, In us a quick'ning spirit be, And witness thou hast died for me. 3 Tbou loving, all- atoning Lamb, Thee — by thy painful agony, Thy bloody sweat, thy grief and shame, Thv cross and passion on the tree, Thy precious death and life — I pray, Take ;\il. take all my sins away. 98 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 4 O let me kiss thy bleeding feet; And bathe and wash them with my tears; The story of thy love repeal In every drooping sinner's cars; That all may hoar the quickening sound; Since I, e'en I, have mercy found. 5 O let thy love my heart constrain, Thy love lor every sinner free; That every fallen son of man May taste the grace that found out me ; That all mankind with me may prove Thy sovereign, everlasting love. 126 L- M. Watts Gal. vi. 14. TirHEN I survey the wondrous cross 1 1 On which the Prince of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on ail my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ, my God ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet I Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine. Demands my soul, my lite, my all, ]"J7 ~s- Montgomery Calvary. WW EN 00 Sinai's top I see ( iod descend in majesty, MEDIATION OF CHRIS'I. 99 To proclaim his holy /aw, All my spirit sinks with awe 2 When, in ecstasy sublime, Tabor's glorious height I climb, In the too transporting light, Darkness rushes o'er my sight 3 When on Calvary I rest, God, in flesh, made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 4 Here I would for ever stay, Weep and gaze my soul away ; Thou art heaven on earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary. 128 L- ML C. Wesley " It is finished." 5miS finish'd! The Messiah dies, JL Cut off for sins, but not his own ! Accomplish'd is the sacrifice, The great redeeming work is done. 2 'Tis finish'd ! All the debt is paid ; Justice divine is satisfied ; The grand and full atonement made ; God for a guilty world hath died. 3 The veil is rent in Christ alone ; The living way to heaven is seen ; The middle wall is broken down, And all mankind may enter in. 4 The types and figures are fulfuTd ; Exacted is the legal pain ; The precious promises are seal'd ; The spotless Lamb of God is slain. 5 Saved from the legal curse I am, My Saviour hangs on yonder tree : 100 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. Bee there the meek, expiring Lamb! Tis linish'd ! lie expires fix me. o Death, hell, and sin. are now subdued; All grace is now to sinners given ; And lo ! I plead th' atoning blood, And in thy right I claim thy heaven. 129 7» C. Weslei "It is finished:1 QONS of God, triumphant rise, O Shout th' accomplished sacrifice ! Shout your sins in Christ forgiven, Sons of God, and heirs of heaven ! 2 Ye that round our altars throng, List'ning angels, join the song ; Sing with us, ye heavenly powers, Pardon, grace, and glory, ours ! 3 Love's mysterious work is done ; Greet we now th' atoning Son ; Heal'd and quicken'd by his blood, Join'd to Christ, and one with God. 4 Him by faith Ave taste below, Mightier joys ordain'd to know, When his utmost grace we prove, liise to heaven by perfect love. 130 S. M. C. Wkslet 1 John v. •>. THIS, this is he thai came, By water and by blood ! Jesus is our atoning Lamb, Our sanctifying i\oA. 2 See from his wounded side The mingled current flow, The water and the blood applied Shall wash us white as snow. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 101 3 The water canno. cleanse, Before the blood we feel, To purge the guilt of all our sins, And our forgiveness seal. 4 But both in Jesus join, Who speaks our sins forgiven And gives the purity divine That makes us meet for heaven. 131 C. M. COWPER The fountain. THERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransom'd church of God Be saved to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue Lies silent in the grave. 132 S. M. C. Weslei The fountain. /"lALL'D from above, I rise, \J And wash away my sin ; 102 MEDIATION OF CHIll.-T. The stream to which my spirit flics Can make the fouled dean. 2 It runs divinely clear. A fountain deep and wide; 'Twas open'd by the soldier's spear In my Redeemers side ! 133 L- M. C.Wesley The fountain. 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. 2 From Christ, the smitten rock, it flows ; The purple and the crystal stream Pardon and holiness bestow > : And both I gain through faith in him 134 Six 7s. Rock of ages. ROCK of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee ; Let the water and the blood. From thy wounded side which flowd Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath and make me pure. 2 Could my tears for over flow, Could my zeal no languor know, These for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone: In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross 1 cling. 3 Whib I draw this fleeting breath. When my eyes shall close in death, MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 103 When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. 135 S. M. Watts Atoning sacrifice. IVrOT all the blood of beasts, iAI On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood than they. 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, — "While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 136 L. M. C.Wesley Isaiah xlii. 6, 7. ADAM, descended from above, Saviour and Head of all mankind. The cov'nant of redeeming love Li thee let every shiner find. 2 Thee, the paternal grace divine, A universal blessing gave ; A fight in every heart to shine ; A Saviour, — every soul to save. 3 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. MM MEDIATION OF CHRIST 4 Me, me, who still in darkness mu Shut up in sin and unbelief; Deliver from this gloomy j)it, rrhis dungeon of despairing gne£ 5 Open mine eyes, the Lamb to know Who bears the gen'ral sin away; And to my rahsom'd spiril show The glories of eternal clay. 137 Four 6s & two 8s. Cow if it Thi [ntitype. ISRAEL, in ancient days. Not only had a view Of Sinai in a blaze, But learn'd tin4 gospel too The types and figures were a ^lasa In which they saw the Saviour's face. 2 The paschal sacrifice, And blood-besprinkled door. — Seen with enlighten'd eyes, And once applied with power, Would teach the need of other blood, To reconcile the world to God. 3 The lamb, the dove, set forth His perfect innocence. Whose blood of matchless worth Should be the soul's defence: For he who can tor sin atone Must have do failings of his own. 4 The scapegoat on his head, The peoples trespass bore ; And to the desert led. Was to be seen no more: In him our Surety seeni'd to say, "Behold, 1 bear your sins away. " MEDIATION OF CHEIS1. 105 5 Dipp'd in his fellow's blood, The living bird went free : The type, well understood, Express'd the sinner's plea — Described a guilty soul enlarged, And, by a Saviour's death, discharged. 6 Jesus, I love to trace, Throughout the sacred page, The footsteps of thy grace, The same in every age ! O grant that I may faithful be To clearer light vouchsafed to me ! 138 L. M. C. Wesley The great Antitype. 0THOU whose off'ring on the tree The legal oifrings all foreshow'd, Borrow'd their whole effect from thee, And drew their virtue from thy blood : 2 The blood of goats and bullocks slain Could never for one sin atone ; To purge the guilty off 'rer's stain, Thine was the work, and thine alone. 3 Vain in themselves their duties were, Their services could never please, Till join'd with thine, and made to share The merits of thy righteousness. 4 Forward they cast a faithful look On thy approaching sacrifice ; And thence their pleasing savour took, And rose accepted in the skies. 5 Those feeble types and shadows old Are aU in thee, the Truth, fulhll'd : We in thy sacrifice behold The substance of those rites reveal'd 106 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 6 Thy meritorious sufFrings past, We sec by faith to us brought back; And on thy i^rand oblation cast, Its saving benefits partake. 139 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. Resurrection of Christ. THE Lord of sabbath let us praise. In concert with the blest, Who, joyful, in harmonious lays Employ an endless rest. 2 Thus, Lord, while we remember thee, We bless' d and pious grow ; By hymns of praise we learn to be Triumphant here below. 3 On this glad day a brighter scene Of glory was display'd, By God, th' eternal Word, than wnen This universe was made. 4 He rises, who mankind has bought With grief and pain extreme : 'Twas great to speak the world from naught; 'Twas greater to redeem. 140 C. M. S. Wesley, Jr. Resjirrrction. THE Sun of righteousness appears, To set in blood no morr ; Adore the Scatt'rer of your fears. Your rising Sim adom 2 The saints, when he resign'd his breath, Unclosed their sleeping eyes; He breaks again the bands of death, Again the dead arise MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 107 3 Alone the dreadful race he ran Alone the wine-press trod : He dies and suffers as a man, He rises as a God. 4 In vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Forbid an early rise To him who breaks the gates of hell, And opens paradise. 141 Four 6s & two 8s. Doddridge Resurrection. YES ! the Redeemer rose, The Saviour left the dead; And o'er our hellish foes High raised his conqu'ring head ; In wild dismay, The guards around Fall to the ground, And sink away. 2 Lo ! the angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet ; Joyful they come, And wing their way From realms of day, To Jesus' tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly, The joyful news to bear : Hark ! as they soar on high, What music fills the air ! Their anthems say, "Jesus who bled, Has left the dead ; He rose to-day." 4 Ye mortals, catch the sound, Redeem' d by Him from hell : And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell Transported cry, " Jesus, who bled, Hath left the dead, No more to die." 108 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 5 All hail, triumphant Lord. Who savVt us with thy hlood ! Wide ho th v name adored Thou rising, reigning (o>d; With thee we rise. With thee we reign, And empires gain, Beyond the skies. 142 S. M. kr.LLY. Restart cfio/i. ^rpHE Lord is risen indeed ;" JL He lives to die no more ; He lives the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. 2 "The Lord is risen indeed;" Then hell has lost his prey : With him has risen the ransom'd seed, To reign in endless day. 3 " The Lord is risen indeed ;w Attending angels hear. — Dp to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings hear. 4 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord; Join, all ye bright; celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord. 143 C. M. Doddridge. J L is fist it- YE humble souls, that seek the Lord. Chase all your tears a way; And bow with pleasure down to see. The place where Jesus lay. 2 Thus low the Lord of life was brought; Such wonders love can do : Thus cold in death that bosom lay. Which throbb'd and bled for you. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 109 8 But raise your eyes, and tune your songs, The Saviour lives again ; Not all the bolts and bars of death The Conqu'ror could detain. 4 High o'er th' angelic bands he rears His once dishonour'd head; And through unnumber'd years he reigns, Who dwelt among the dead. 5 With joy like his shall every saint His empty tomb survey ; Then rise with his ascending Lord, Through all his shining way. 144 L. M. C. Wesley Col iii. 1-4. YE faithful souls, who Jesus know, If risen indeed with him ye are, Superior to the joys below His resurrection's power declare. 2 Your faith by holy tempers prove, By actions show your sins forgiven ! And seek the glorious things above, And follow Christ, your Head, to heaven, 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-choir, And only live to love and praise. 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 crucified. 110 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 6 Your real life with Christ conceal'd, Deej) in the Father's bosom lies; And, glorious as your Head reveal'd, Ye soon shall meet him in the skies. 145 L. M. Watts Dyin, when thou didst ascend on high, ! Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky : Those heavenly guards around thee wait, Like chariots that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious, when the Lord was there ; While he pronounced his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious powers of hell, That thousand souls had captives made, Were all in chains — like captives — led. 4 Raised by his Father to the throne, He sent the promised Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. 150 Six 8s. C.Wesley Priesthood of Christ. OTHOU eternal Victim slain, A sacrifice for guilty man, By the eternal Spirit made An off'ring in the sinner's stead ; Our everlasting Priest art thou, And plead'st thy death for sinners now ; 2 Thy ofF'ring still continues new ; Thy vesture keeps its bloody hue ; H 114 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. Thou stand'st the ever-slaughter'd Lamb; Thy priesthood still remains the same; Thy years, O God, can never fail; Thy goodness is unchangeable. 3 O that our faith may never move, But stand unshaken as thy love: Sure evidence of things unseen, Now let it pass the years between, And view thee bleeding on the tree, My God, who dies for me, for me ! 151 Six 8s. C.Wesley Priesthood of Christ. ENTER'D the holy place above, Cover'd with meritorious scars, The tokens of his dying love Our great High Priest in glory bears ; He pleads his passion on the tree, He shows himself to God for me. 2 Before the throne my Saviour stands, My Friend and Advocate appears ; My name is graven on his hands, And him the Father always hears; While Ioav at Jesus' cross I bow, He hears the blood of sprinkling now 3 This instant now I may receive The answer of his powerful prayer; This instant now by him I live. His prevalence with God declare; And soon my spirit, in his hands. Shall stand where my Forerunner stands 152 C. M. Doddridge. Priesthood of Christ. let our cheerful eyes survey Our great High Priest above; MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 115 And celebrate his constant care, And sympathetic love. 2 Though raised to a superior throne, Where angels bow around, And high o'er all the shining train, With matchless honours crown' d, — 3 The names of all his saints he bears, Deep graven on his heart ; Nor shall the meanest Christian say, That he hath lost his part. 4 Those characters shall fair abide, Our everlasting trust, When gems, and monuments, and crowns. Are moulder' d down to dust. 153 C. M. Watts Heb. iv. 14-16. "TT^ITH joy we meditate the grace M 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. 4 He '11 never quench 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 obtain deliv'ring grace In the distressing hour. 1 1 (j MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 154 8b & 7s. Bakewelu Priesthood of Christ. HAIL ! thou once despised Jesus, Hail, thou ( ralilean King ! Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring. Hail, thou agonizing 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 ! enthroned 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 BDgellC spirits. Bring your sweetest, noblest lays; Help to sinij our Saviour's merits; Help to chant Immanuel'fl praise. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 117 155 C. M. Perronet. Coronation of Christ ALL hail the power of Jesus' name ! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, — A remnant weak and small, — Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 5 O that, with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ! We '11 join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. 156 7s. Grant. Psalm ii. WHEREFORE do the nations wage War against the King of kings ? Whence the people's madd'ning rage, Fraught with vain imaginings? 2 Haughty chiefs, and rulers proud Forth in banded fury run, Braving with defiance loud God and his anointed Son : / 118 MKDlATIoX Of CHRIST. 3 "Let us break their bonds in twain! Let us cast their cords away!" — But the Eli&hesJ with disdain Sees and Knocks their vain array. 4 " High on Zion I prepare," Thus he speaks, "a regal throne: Thou, my Prince, my chosen heir. ♦ Rise to claim it as thine own !" 5 " Son of God, with God the same, Enter thine imperial dome! Lo ! the shaking heavens proclaim, Mightiest Lord, thy kingdom come! 6 "Pomp or state dost thou demand \ In thy Father's glory shine! Dost thou ask for high command? Lo ! the universe is thine !" 7 Ye who spurn his righteous sway. Yet, ah yet, he spares your breath; Yet his hand, averse to slay. Balances the bolt of death. 8 Ere that dreadful bolt descends, Haste before his feet to tall. Kiss the sceptre he extends, And adore him, Lord of all ! 157 Four 6a k two 8a. -C. Wi Psalm xlvii. 5-9. /"10D Is gone dp on high 1 I With a triumphant noise, The clarions of the sky Proclaim tlf angelic joys ! Join all on earth, rejoice and si nu: ; Glory ascribe to glory's King 2 God in the ilesh below, For us he reigns above ■ MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 119 Let all the nations know Our Jesus' conqu'ring love ! Join all on earth, rejoice and sing ; Glory ascribe to glory's King. 3 All power to our great Lord Is by the Father given ; By angel-hosts adored, He reigns supreme in heaven : Join all on earth, rejoice and sing; Glory ascribe to glory's King. 4 Till all the earth, renew'd In righteousness divine, With all the hosts of God In one great chorus join, Join all on earth, rejoice and sing ; Glory ascribe to glory's King. 158 Four 6s & two 8s. C. Weslkt The Reign of Christ. EEJOICE, the Lord is King; Your Lord and King adore ; Mortals, give thanks, and sing, And triumph evermore ; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, The God of truth and love ; When he had purged our stains, He took his seat above ; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. 3 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heaven : The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus given ; Lift up your hearts, lift up your voice, Rejoice, again I say, rejoice. \'20 Mr:niATKtf of naaisT. 4 He sits al God's right hand Till all his foes submit, And how to his command, And fall beneath his feet; Lift up your Ik 'arts, lift up your voice. Rejoice, again J say, rejoice. 5 lie all his foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy : And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy; Lift up your hearts, lift tip your voice, Rejoice, again I say. rejoice. 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge shall come. And take Ins servants up To their eternal home; We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice, The trump of God shall sound. Kejoice! 159 C. M (\ Wpslb* His regal st . REJOICE and sing; The Lord is King, j And make a cheerful noise ; To God your ceaseless praises bring, Again, I saw Rejoice ! 2 The great I AM! — From heaven he came, To make4 that heaven our own: Bow every knee to Jesus' name, And kiss th' incarnate Son. 3 The Son of Cod Poind out his blood And soul in sacrifice : Plunge all in that mysterious flood That bears you to the skies. 4 The Victim slain Arose again, Returning from the dead : Ye saints, essay yonr choicest strain. And shout yonr livinp Head. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 121 His glorious reign He shall maintain ; — Your crowns from him receive ; And live, redeem'd from death and pain, As long as God shall live. 1 60 C. M. Beddome. "Let all the angels of God worship him" HOW great the wisdom, power, and grace, Which in redemption shine ! The heavenly host with joy confess The work is all divine. 2 Before his feet they cast their crowns, — Those crowns which Jesus gave, — And, with ten thousand thousand tongues, Proclaim his power to save. 3 They tell the triumphs of his cross, The suff'rings which he bore, — How low he stoop'd, how high he rose, And rose to stoop no more. 4 O let them still their voices raise, And still their songs renew ; Salvation well deserves the praise Of men and angels too ! 161 Four 6s & two 8s. Doddridge "Been of angels" OYE immortal throng Of angels round the throne, Join with our feeble song, To make the Saviour known : On earth ye knew His wondrous grace • His beauteous face In heaven ye view. 2 Ye saw the heaven-born child In human flesh array' d, Benevolent and mild, While in the manger laid : {'2*2 MEDIATION ui<" CHRIST. And praise to prod, And peace on earth, For such a birth, Proclaim'd aloud. 3 Ye, in the wilderness, Beheld the tempter spoil'd, — Well known in every dress, In every combat foil'd: And joy'd to crown The Victor's head, When Satan tied Before his frown. 4 Around the bloody tree, Ye press'd with strong desire, That wondrous sight to see, — The Lord of life expire ; And could your eyes Have known a tear, Had dropp'd it there In sad surprise. 5 Around his sacred tomb A willing watch ye keep. Till the bless'd moment come To rouse him from his sleep ; Then roll'd the stone, And all adored Your rising Lord, With joy unknown. 6 When all array 'd in light, The shining Conqu'lOl rode, Ye hail'd his rapt'rous flight Up to the throne of God ; And waved around Your golden v% inns. And struck your strings ( M sweetest sound 7 The warbling notes pursue, And louder anthems raifi While mortals sing with yon Their own Redeemer's praise; And thou, my heart. With equal ilame. And joy the same. Perform thy part 162 Bii Q-. C. Wesi.lv "Seen of a*g*b.n ANGELS rejoice in Jesus1 grace, Ajid vie with man's more favourd race; MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 123 The blood that did for us atone Conferr'd on you some gift unknown ; Your joy through Jesus' pains abounds, Ye triumph by his glorious wounds. 2 Him ye beheld, our conqu'ring God, Return'd with garments roll'd in blood ! Ye saw, and kindled at the sight, And fill'd with shouts the realms of light ; With loudest hallelujahs met, And fell, and kiss'd his bleeding feet. 3 Ye saw him in the courts above With all his recent prints of love — The wounds ! — the blood ! ye heard its voice That heighten'd all your highest joys ; Ye felt it sprinkled through the skies, And shared that better sacrifice. 4 Not angel tongues can e'er express Th' unutterable happiness ; Nor human hearts can e'er conceive The bliss wherein through Christ ye live ; But all your heaven, ye glorious powers, And all your God, is doubly ours ! 163 S. M. C. Wesley Jacob's Ladder. WHAT doth the Ladder mean Sent down from the Most High ? Fasten'd to earth, its foot is seen, — Its summit to the sky. 2 Lo ! up and down the scale The angels swiftly move ; And God, the great Invisible, Himself appears above ! 3 Jesus that Ladder is, Th' Incarnate Deity, 121 MEDIATION OP CHRIST. Partaker of celestial bliss, And human misery. 4 Sent from his high abode, To sleeping mortals given, He stands, and man unites to God, And earth connects with heaven. 164 S. M. C. Wesley Continued. ET Jacob's favour'd race J J The wondrous scale approve, Through which alone we have access To that bright throne above. 2 The foot on earth is fix'd, He in our nature dwells ; Sinners and God he stands betwixt, And God to man reveals. 3 The top our faith adores, The top transcends our sight ; Above all earthly things it soars, And all created height. 4 His glorious majesty* Oar heavenly Lord maintains; As God, he dwells above the sky, As God for ever reigns. 165 S. M. C. Wkslj.t Continued, PURSUE the mystery' The duteous angel-train Ascending and descending see Upon the Son of man ! 2 The ministerial host Their heavenly Lord attend ; And us. who in his merey trust, He bids his guards defend. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 125 3 Through Christ, our living Way, Sent from above they come, Our spirits safely to convey To our eternal home. 4 They watch each glorious heir, And, when from flesh released, Up to our Father's throne they bear, And lodge us in his breast. 166 S. M. C.Wesley. Concluded. REDEEMER of mankind, Who on thy name rely, A constant intercourse we find Open'd 'twixt earth and sky. 2 Mercy, and grace, and peace, Descend through thee alone ; And thou dost all our services Present before the throne. 3 On us thy Father's love Is for thy sake bestow'd ; Thou art our Advocate above, Thou art our way to God : 4 Our way to God we trace, And through thy name forgiven, From step to step, from grace to grace, On thee we climb to heaven. 167 8s, 7s, & 4s. C. Wesley. Second Advent. LO ! He comes, with clouds descending, Once for favour'd sinners slain ! Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train ! Hallelujah! God appears on earth to reign. 126 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 2 Every cyo shall now behold him Robed in dreadful majesty ; Those who sel at naught and sold him Pierced and naifd him to the tree, Deeply wailing Shall the true Messiah see. ii The dear tokens of his passion Still his dazzling body bears: Cause of endless exultation To his ransom'd worshippers ; With what rapture Gaze we on these glorious scars f 4 Yea, Amen ! let all adore thee, High on thy eternal throne ! Saviour, take the power and glory, Claim the kingdom for thine own ! Jah ! Jehovah ! Everlasting God, come down ! 168 L- M. C. Wesley Rev. xi. 15. HE comes ! he comes ! the Judge severe ! The seventh trumpet speaks him near; His lightnings flash, his thunders roll; How welcome 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 reigns. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 127 X69 7s & 6s. C. Wesley. 1 Thess. iv. 16-18. JESUS, faithful to his word, Shall with a shout descend ; All heaven's host their glorious Lord Shall pompously attend. Christ shall come with dreadful noise, Lightnings swift, and thunders loud ; With the great archangel's voice, And with the trump of God. 2 First the dead in Christ shall rise ; Then we that yet remain Shall be caught up to the skies, And see our Lord asrain. We shall meet him in the air ; All rapt up to heaven shall be ; Find, and love, and praise him there, To all eternity. 3 Who can tell the happiness This glorious hope affords? Joy unutter'd we possess In these reviving words : Happy while on earth we breathe ; Mightier bliss or dam' d to know ; Trampling down sin, hell, and death, To the third heaven we go. 170 Four 6s & two 8s. Watts, Various offices of Christ. JOIN all the glorious names Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore ; All are too mean to speak his worth, Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 1;28 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 2 But O! what gentle terms, What condescending ways, Doth our Redeemer use To tench his heavenly grace! Mine eves with joy and wonder see What ibrms of love he hears for me. 3 Array'd in mortal flesh, The Covenant- Angel stands, And holds the promises And pardons in his hands ; Commission'd from his Father's throne To make his grace to mortals known. 4 Great Prophet of my God, My tongue would bless thy name; By thee the joyful news Of our salvation came, — The joyful news of sins forgiven, Of hell subdued, and peace with Heaven. 5 Be thou my Counsellor, My Pattern and my Guide : And through this desert land Still keep me near thy side : O let my feet ne'er run astray, Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way. 6 I love my Shepherd's voice, His watchful eyes shall keep My wand'ring soul among The thousands of his sheep: He feeds his flock, he calls their names, His bosom beam the tender lambs. 171 Four Cs & two 8s. Watts Cone huh d. TESUS my -rent High Priest • J OH'er'd his hlood and died; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside : MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 129 His powerful blood did once atone, And now it pleads before the throne. 2 My Advocate appears For my defence on high ; The Father bows his ear, And lays his thunder by : Not all that earth or hell can say Shall turn Ms heart, his love away. 3 O thou almighty Lord, My Conqueror and my King, Thy sceptre, and thy sword, Thy reigning grace, I sing : Thine is the power ; behold I sit In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 4 Now let my soul arise, And tread the tempter down ; My Captain leads me forth To conquest and a crown. A feeble saint shall win the day, Though death and hell obstruct the way 5 Should all the hosts of death, And powers of hell unknown, Put their most dreadful forms Of rage and mischief on ; 1 shall be safe, for Christ displays Superior power, and guardian grace. 172 S. M. C. Wesley. Various offices. THOU very paschal Lamb, Whose blood for us was shed, Through whom we out of Egypt came, Thy ransom'd people lead. 2 Angel of gospel grace ! Fulfil thy character ; 6* 1 30 .MEDIATION OF CHRIST. To guard and i\'c<\ the ehoaen race. In Israel's ramp appear. 3 Throughout the desert way Conduci us by thy light ; Be thou a cooling cloud by day, A cheering fire by night 4 Our fainting souls sustain With blessings from above, And ever on thy people rain The manna of thy love. 173 - C Wesley Brazt n ierpent OTHAT I could look to thee, Jesus, lifted up for me, Me, a wounded Israelite, Me, expiring in thy sight ! 2 Guilt, the serpent's sting, I feel, Anguish inconceivable, Bleeding, gasping on the ground, Dying of the pois'nous wound. 3 But witli a believing eye, If I can my Lord espy, Hanging on the sacred pole, I, e'en I, shall be made whole. 4 Give me now to find thee near, Now as crucified appear; Life is through thy wounds alon<\ Mine to heal, display thy own. 174 C. M. Watts John iii. 14, 15. SO did the Hebrew prophet raise The brazen serpent high ; The WOUnded left immediate ease, The camp forbore to die. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 131 2 " Look upward in the dying horn, And live !" the prophet cries ! But Christ performs a nobler cure, When faith lifts up her eyes. 3 High on the cross the Saviour hung ! High in the heavens he reigns ! Here sinners, by th' old serpent stung, Look, and forget their pains. 4 When God's own Son is lifted up, A dying world revives ; The Jew beholds the glorious hope ; Th' expiring Gentile lives. 175 L. M. Doddridge. 1 Cor. i. 30, 31. TVHEN gloomy shades my soul o'erspread, If " Let there be light," th' Almighty said ; And Christ, my Sun, his beams displays, And scatters round celestial rays. 2 Condemn'd, a criminal I stood, And awful justice ask'd my blood ; That welcome Saviour from thy throne Brought righteousness and pardon down. 3 My soul was all o'erspread with sin, And lo, his grace hath made me clean ; He rescues from th' infernal foe, And full redemption will bestow. 4 Ye saints, assist my grateful tongue : Ye angels, warble back my song : For love like this demands the praise Of heavenly harps and endless days. 176 Six 8s. C. Wesley "All in all" THOU hidden Source of calm repose, Thou all-sufficient Love Divine, 132 MEDIATION OP CHRIST. My help and refuge from my foes. Secure 1 am it' thou art mine ! And lo! from sin, and grief] and shame, 1 hide me, Jesus, in thy name. 2 Thy mighty name salvation is, And keeps my happy soul abov< Comfort it brings, and power, and peace, And joy, and everlasting love : To me, with thy great name, are given, Pardon and holiness and heaven. 3 Jesus, my All in all thou art : My rest in toil; my ease in pain, The med'eine of my broken heart; In war, my peace ; in loss, my gain ; My smile beneath the tyrant's frown; In shame, my glory and my crown; — 4 In want, my plentiful supply; In weakness, my almighty power; In bonds, my peifed liberty; My light, in Satan's darkest hour; In grief, my joy unspeakable; My life in death — my All in all. 177 Four 6s & two 8s. C. Wesley The Saviour's prain . ET earth and heaven agree, J Angels and men be join'd, To celebrate with me The Saviour of mankind : T' adore the all-atoning Land). And bless the sound of Jesus5 name 2 Jesus! transporting sound ! The joy of earth and heaven: No other help IS found. No other name is given, By which we can salvation have; Jhit Jesus came the world to save. i MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 133 3 Jesus ! harmonious name ! It charms the hosts above ; They evermore proclaim, And wonder at Ins love ! 'Tis all their happiness to gaze, Tis heaven to see our Jesus' face. 4 His name the sinner hears, And is from sin set free ; 'Tis music in his ears ; 'Tis life and victory: New songs do now his lips employ, And dances his glad heart for joy. 5 Stung by the scorpion, sin, My poor expiring soul The balmy sound drinks in, And is at once made whole : See there my Lord upon the tree ! I hear, I feel he died for me. 6 O unexampled love ! O all-redeeming grace ! How swiftly didst thou move To save a fallen race ! What shall I do to make it known What thou for all mankind hast done ? 7 O for a trumpet voice, On all the world to call ! To bid their hearts rejoice In Him who died for all ! For all my Lord was crucified ; For all, for all my Saviour died. 178 8s & 7s. Robinson, Praise to the Redeemer. MIGHTY God, while angels bless thee, May a mortal lisp thy name ? 134 MEDIATION OF CHRIST Lord of ii.«'ii. us well as angels Thoq art every creature's theme. 2 Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days ! Sounded through the wide creation Be thy just and lawful praise. 3 For the grandeur of thy nature — Grand beyond a seraph's thought — For created works of power, Works with skill and kindness wrought : 4 For thy providence that governs Through thine empire's wide domain ; Wings an angel — guides a sparrow — Blessed be thy gentle reign. 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, Dark through brightness all along ! Thought is poor, and poor expression ; Who dare sinsr that awful song ? 6 Brightness of the Father's glory, Shall thy praise unutter'd lie? Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence ! Sing the Lord who came to die. 7 Did archangels sing thy coming? Did the shepherds learn their lays? Shame would cover me, ungrateful, Should my tongue refuse to praise. 8 From the highest throne in glory, To the cross of deepest wo — All to niiiMiin gU|ity caj>ti\< - ' Flow, my praise, for ever flow. 9 Go, return, immortal Saviour: Leave thy footstool, take thy throne: Thence return, and reign lor ever; Be the kingdom all thine own MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 135 179 Six 7s & two 8s. C. Wesley Praise to Jesus. TESUS, take all the glory: J Thy meritorious passion The pardon bought, Thy mercy brought To us the great salvation. Thee gladly we acknowledge Our only Lord and Saviour, Thy name confess, Thy goodness bless, And triumph in thy favour. 2 With angels and archangels We prostrate fall before thee : Again we raise Our souls in praise, And thankfully adore thee. Honour, and power, and blessing, To thee be ever given, By all who know Thy love below, And all our friends in heaven. 180 S. M. Watts. Psalm xlv. 1-7. MY Saviour and my King, Thy beauties are divine ; Thy lips with blessings overflow, And every grace is thine. 2 Now make thy glories known, Gird on thy dreadful sword, And ride in majesty, to spread The conquests of thy word. 3 Strike through thy stubborn foes, Or melt their hearts f obey ; While justice, meekness, grace, and truth, Attend thy glorious way. 136 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 4 Thy laws, 0 God, ate right, Thy throne shall ever stand : And thy victorious gospel proves A sceptre in thy hand 5 Thy Father and thy God, Hath, without measure, shed His Spirit, like a joyful oil. T anoint thy sacred head. 181 L. M. Watts. Rev. i. 5, 6. IVyOW to the Lord, who makes us know i\ The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honours paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 Twas he who cleansed our foulest sins, And wash'd us in his richest Mood: 'Tis he who makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus our atoning Priest. To Jesus, our superior King, Be everlasting power confest — Let every tongue his glory sing. 18 2 CM. Wat is. Rev. v. 6-10. BEHOLD the -lories 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 sweetest sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints. And these the hymns they raise; MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 137 Jesus is kind to our complaints, He loves to hear our praise. 4 Now to the Lamb that once was slain Be endless blessings paid ; Salvation, glory, joy, remain, For ever, on thy head. 5 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 ! 183 C. M. Watts. Rev. v. 11-13. COME, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry, To be exalted thus : Worthy the Lamb, our hearts reply, For he was slain for us. 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honour and power divine ; And blessings 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. 184 L. M. Watts. Rev. v. 12-14. WHAT equal honours shall we bring To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to thy name ? 138 MEDIATION OF CUBIST. 2 Worthy if Be thai once was ^lain, The Prince of life, that groan'd and died; Worthy tO rise, and live, and reigQ At his almighty Father's side. 3 Pow'r and dominion are His due, Who stood condemned at Pilate's bar; Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, Though he was charged with madness here. 4 All riches are his native right, Yet he sustain'd amazing loss; To hi in ascribe eternal might, Who left his weakness on the cross. 5 Honour immortal must be paid, Instead of scandal and of scorn ; While glory shines around his head, And a bright crown without a thorn. 6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, "Who bore our sin, and curse, and pain; L' t angels sound his sacred name, \nd every creature say, Amen ! \85 ?s' Lang ford Redeeming- love. \T OW begin the heavenly theme ; 1\ Sing aloud in Jesus' name; Ye who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. 2 Ye who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Saviour's face. As to Canaan on ye move. Praise and bless redeeming love. 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears; Banish all your guilty tears: See your guilt and curse remove, Canceled by redeeming love. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 139 4 Welcome all by sin opprest, Welcome to his sacred rest : Nothing brought him from above, — Nothing but redeeming love. o > 5 Hither, then, your music bring Strike aloud each cheerful string ; Mortals, join the host above, — Join to praise redeeming love. 186 C. M. Watts Salvation. O ALVATION, O the joyful sound ! U Tis pleasure to our ears; A sov'reign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried 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, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 187 C. M. S. Stennett. Indebtedness to Christ. MAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head with radiant glories crown'd, His hps with grace o'erflow. 2 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief ; 140 MKDIATION OF CHRIST. For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all lnv irriel! 3 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet, Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete 4 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. 188 C. M. Watt?, Stupendous love, PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lav. Without one cheering beam of hope, Or spark of glimm'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 flesh. And dwelt among the dead. 4 O for this love let rocks and lulls 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, Hls love can ne'er be told! MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 141 189 L. M. C. Wesley Love which passeth knowledge, OF Him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing ; Arise, ye needy, he'll relieve ; Arise, ye guilty, he'll forgive. 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 blush'd in blood, He closed 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 ! Where'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? All ! who that loves can love enough ? 190 7s & 6s. C. Wesletf The mystery of love. GOD of unexampled grace, Redeemer of mankind, Matter of eternal praise Wre in thy passion find : Still our choicest strains we bring, Still the joyful theme pursue, Thee, the Friend of sinners, sing, WTiose love is ever new. I i'2 MI.IJIATIO.N OF CHRIST. 2 Endless scenes of wonder rise With that mysterious tree, Crucified before om- eyes, Where we our .Maker see: Jesus, Lord, what hast thou done? Publish we the death divine. Stop, and gaze, and fall, and own Was never love like thine ! 3 Never love nor sorrow was Like that my Jesus show'd; See him stretch'd on yonder cr« And crush'd beneath our load! Now discern the Deity. Now his heavenly birth declare! Faith cries out, "Tis He. 'tis He, My God that suffers there !" 191 7^ k 6s. C. Wesley Concluded. TESTIS drinks the bitter cup, • I The wine-press treads alone: Tears the graves and mountains up. By his expiring groan: Lo, the powers of heaven he shakes ; Nature in convulsion lies; Earth's proioundost centre quake*; The great Jehovah dies! 2 0 my God, he dies for me, I fee] tin4 mortal smart ! See him hanging on the tree. A Bight thai breaks my heart! O that all to thee might turn ! Sinners, ye may love him too ; Look on him ye pierced, and mourn Par one who hied lor you. MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 143 3 Weep o'er your desire and nope With tears of humblest love' Sing, for Jesus is gone up, And reigns enthroned above Lives our Head to die no more, Power is all to Jesus given, Worshipp'd as he was before, Th' immortal King of heaven. 192 C. M. Watts "He conquered when he fell." I SING my Saviour's wondrous death, He conquer'd when he fell ; 1 Tisfinislid! said his dying breath, And shook the gates of hell. 2 ' Tis jinisli d ! our Immanuel cries, The dreadful work is done ! Hence shall his sovereign throne arise : His kingdom is begun. 3 His cross a sure foundation laid For glory and renown, When through the regions of the dead He pass'd, to reach the crown. 4 Exalted at his Father's side, Sits our victorious Lord ; To heaven and hell his hands divide The vengeance or reward. r5 The saints from his propitious eye Await their several crowns : And all the sons of darkness fly The terror of his frowns. 193 L. M. Watts Wonders of the Cross. "VfATURE with open volume stands 1\ To spread her Maker's praise abroad ■ ] ! |. MEDIATION or ( hkist. And every labpui of his bands Shows something worthy of a God: 2 But in the grace thai rescued man J lis brightest form of glory shines; Here. <>n the cross, 'lis fairesl drawn Jn precious blood and crimson lint & 3 O! the sweet wonders of that cross, Where God, the Saviour, loved and died ! Her noblest life my spirit draws From his dear wounds and bleeding side. 4 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. 194 S. IVL Doddridge. Grace, GRACE! 'tis a charming sound! Harmonious to my ear! Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived the way To save rebellious man : And all the steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace taught my wand'ring feet To tread the heavenly road : And new supplies each hour 1 meet While pressing on to ( Sod 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days ; It lays iu heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise MEDIATION OF CHRIST 145 195 L. M. Watts The grace of Christ. NOW to the Lord a noble song! Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue ; '. Iosanna to th' 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 Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth and spreading flood Proclaim the wise, the powerful God ; And thy rich glories, from afar, Sparkle in every rolling star : 4 But in his looks a glory stands, The noblest labour of thy hands : The pleasing lustre of his eyes Outshines the wonders of the skies. 5 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming theme ; My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! Ve angels, dwell upon the sound; Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 6 O may I reach the happy place, Where he unveils his lovely face ! Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold. 196 C. M. Newto* The Name of Jesus. HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. j 7 146 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast; Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary, rest 3 Dear Name, the rock on which I build My shield and hiding place; My never-failing treasury, iill'd With boundless stores of grace. 4 Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End, Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought 6 Till then I would thy love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. 197 C. M. D0DDRID<3fe. "He is preciov TESUS, I love thy charming name, Tis music to my ear: Fain would I sound it out so loud. That earth and heaven should hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul My transport and my trust : Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust 3 All my capacious powers can wish, h\ thee doth richly meet ; MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 147 Nor to mine eyes is light so deal, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name With my last, lab'ring breath ; Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, The antidote of death. 198 L. M. C.Wesley "Over all, God blessed for ever." THE day of Christ, the day of God, "We humbly hope with joy to see, Wash'd in the sanctifying blood Of an expiring Deity — 2 Who did for us his life resign : There is no other God but one ; For all the plentitude divine Resides in the Eternal Son. 3 Spotless, sincere, without offence, , O may we to his day remain ! Who trust the blood of Christ to cleanse Our souls from every sinful stain. 4 Lord, we believe the promise sure ! The purchased Comforter impart ! Apply thy blood to make us pure — To keep us pure in life and heart ! 5 Then let us. see that day supreme, When none thy Godhead shall deny ! Thy sovereign majesty blaspheme, Or count thee less than the Most High, 148 MEDIATION OF CHRIST. 6 "When all who on their God believe, Who here thy last appearing love, Shall thy consummate joy receive, And see thy glorious face above. ]99 S. M. \VVna Jude 24, 25. TO God, the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 Tis his almighty love — His counsel and his care — Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every 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 witb power belongs, — Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs. OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 149 SECTION m. ©ffi«0 of % Jjolg ® jjost. 200 Six 8s. Dryden. Fewi Creator. riREATOR, Spirit, by whose aid \J The Avorld's foundations first were laid, Come visit every waiting mind, Come pour thy joys on human kind ; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make thy temples worthy thee. 2 O Source of uncreated heat, The Father's promised Paraclete ! Thrice holy Fount, immortal Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire : Come, and thy sacred unction bring, To sanctify us while we sing. 3 Plenteous of grace, descend from high, Rich in thy sevenfold energy ! Thou strength of His almighty hand Whose power does heav'n and earthcommand, Refine and purge our earthly parts, And stamp thine image on our hearts. 4 Create all new ; our wills control, Subdue the rebel in our soul ; Chase from our minds th' infernal foe ; And peace, the fruit of faith, bestow : And, lest again we go astray, Protect and guide us in the way. 5 Immortal honour, endless fame, Attend th' almighty Father's name ; The Saviour, Son, be glorified, Who for lost man's redemption died; And equal adoration be, Eternal Comforter, to thee ! 50 OFFICES OF THE HOL* GHOST. 201 L. M. C. Wesley The promised Comforter. JESUS, we on the words depend, Spoken by thee while present here, " The Father in my name shall send The Holy Ghost, the Comforter." 2 That promise made to Adam's race, Now, Lord, in us, e'en us, fulfil ; And give the Spirit of thy grace, To teach us all thy perfect will. 3 That heavenly Teacher of mankind, That Guide infallible, impart, To bring thy sayings to our mind, And write them on our faithful heart. 4 That peace of God, that peace of thine, O might he now to us bring in, And fill our souls with power divine, And make an end of fear and sin ! 5 The length and breadth of love reveal, The height and depth of Deity ; And all the sons of glory seal, And change, and make us all like thee. 202 Six 7s. C.Wesley The promise, of the Father. FATHER, glorify thy Son; Answ'iing his all-powerful prayer, Send that Intercessor down, Send that oilier Comforter, AYliom believingly Ave claim, AVI loin we ask in Jesus' name. 2 Wilt thou not the promise seal, Good and faithful as thou art, OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 151 Send the Comforter to dwell Every moment in our heart ? Yes, thou must the grace bestow ; Truth hath said it shall be so. 203 7s & 6s. C. Wesley The gift of the Son. FATHER of our dying Lord, Remember us for good ; O fulfil his faithful word, And hear his speaking blood ! Give us that for which he prays ; Father, glorify thy Son ! Show his truth, and power, and grace, And send the promise down. 2 True and faithful Witness, thou, O Christ, the Spirit give ! Hast thou not received him now, That we might now receive ? Art thou not the living Head ? Life to all thy limbs impart ; Shed thy love, thy Spirit shed, In every waiting heart 3 Holy Ghost, the Comforter, The gift of Jesus, come ; Glow our hearts to find thee near, And swell to make thee room ; Present with us thee we feel, Come, O come, and in us be ! With us, in us, live and dwell. To all eternity. 204 8s & 6s. COTTERHI^L. Pentecost. LET songs of praises fill the sky! Christ, our ascended Lord, 1 #VJ OFFICES OF THE: HOLY GHOST. Sends down his Spirit from on high, According to his word : All had the clay of Pentecost; The coming of the Holy Ghost! 2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath, New life creates within; lie quickens sinners from the death ( tf trespasses and sin : All hail the day of Pentecost, The coming of the Holy Ghost! 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, And shows them onto men ; The fallen soul his temple makes; God's image stamps again: All hail the day of Pentecost, The coming of the Holy Ghost! 4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above. Willi thy celestial lire ; Come, and with flames of zeal and love, Our hearts and tongues inspire: Be this our day of Pentecost, The coming of the Holy Ghost! 205 UM. CWbslb* Pentecost. IORD, we believe to us and ours J The apostolic promise given : We wait the pentecostal powe The Holy Ghost sent down from heavr a 2 Ah! leave ns not to mourn below. Or long tor thy return to pin Now, Lord, the Comforter bestow, And fix in us the Guesl divine. s Assembled here with oik1 accord, Calmly we wail the promised ^race, The purchase of our dying Lord: Gome. Holy Ghost, and i i LI die place. OFFICES OF THE ROL.Y GHOST. .153 206 S. M. MONTGUMEO. Pentecost T ORD God, the Holy Ghost Jj In this accepted hour. As on the day of Pentecost, Descend in all thy power ! 2 We meet with one accord In our appointed place, And wait the promise of our Lord, The Spirit of all grace. 3 Like mighty rushing wind Upon the waves beneath, Move with one impulse every mind, One soul, one feeling, breathe. 4 The young, the old, inspire With wisdom from above ; And give us hearts and tongues of fire To pray, and praise, and love. 5 Spirit of light, explore, And chase our gloom away, With lustre shining more and more Unto the perfect day. 6 Spirit of truth, be thou In life and death our guide ; O Spirit of adoption, now May we be sanctified f 207 U. M. Henry Mork. Pcnte< ost. FATHER, if justly still we claim To us and ours the promise made, To us be graciously the same, And crown with living fire our head. 7* 151 OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 2 Our claim admit, and from above Of holiness the Spirit shower. Of wise discernment, bumble 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 foul desire, And kindle life more pure and kind. 5 The Spirit breathe of inward life, Which in our hearts thy laws may write ; Then grief expires, and pain, and strife; 'Tis nature all, — and all delight 208 L. ML Henry More. Concluded. ON all the earth thy Spirit shower, The earth in righteousness renew : Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpower, And to thy sceptre all subdue. 2 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce, Let it opposers all o'errun : And every law of sin reverse. That faith and love may make all one. 3 Yea, let it, Lord, in every place Its richest enemy declare : While lovely tempers, fruits of grace, The kingdom of thy Christ prepare. 4 Grant this, () holy (led and true! The ancient seers thou didst inspire I To us perform the promise due: Descend and crown us now with fire OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 155 209 C. M. C. Wesley. The Interpreter. Before sermon. COME, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Let us thine influence prove ; Source of the old prophetic fire, Fountain of fight and love. 2 Come, Holy Ghost — for, moved by thee, The prophets wrote and spoke — Unlock the truth, thyself the key ; Unseal the sacred book. 3 Expand thy wings, celestial Dove, Brood o'er our nature's night ; On our disorder'd spirits move, And let there now be fight 4 God, through himself, we then shall know. If thou Avithin us shine ; And sound, with all thy saints below, The depths of love divine. 210 C. M. Cowpeil Interpreter. After sermon. THE Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives — but borrows none. 3 The Hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His truths upon the nations rise, — They rise, but never set. [f) (J OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine For Mich a bright display, As makes a world oi* darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 211 Six 8s. C.Wesley Interpreter, Before or after sermon. HPIRIT of truth, essential God, U "Who didst thy ancient saints inspire, Shed in their hearts thy love abroad, And touch their hallow'd lips with fire, Our Cod from all eternity, World without end, we worship thee. 2 Still we believe, almighty Lord, Whose presence fills hoi hearth and heaven. Tire meaning of the written word Is by thy inspiration given : Thou only dpst thyself explain The secret mind of ( h>d to nam. 3 Come, then, divine Interpreter, The Scriptures to our hearts apply : And. taught by thee, we God revere, Mini in three persons magnify ; And still the Triune God adore. Who was, and is. for evermore. 21-2 8. NL C. Wesley Spirit of Faith, HPITUT of faith, come down, 0 Reveal the things of ( rod ; And make4 to us the Godhead known. And witness with the blood : 'Tis thine the blood f apply, And give ns eyes to see Who did for every sinner die, Hath surely died tor me. OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 157 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 my Lord, my 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 mountain move, And saves whoe'er on Jesus call, And perfects them in love. 213 C. M. Watts. Witness and Seal. VHY should the children of a King Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter, descend, and bring The tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal the heirs of heaven ? When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven ? 3 Assure my conscience of her parY In the Eedeemer's blood ; 158 OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. And bear thy witness with my heart, Thai 1 am born of Cod. 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come; May thy bless'd wings, celestial Dove, Safely convey me home ! 214 C. M. Doddridge. Witness of Adoption. SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, Allow my humble claim ; Nor, while a worm would raise its head, Disdain a Father's name. 2 " My Father, God !" how sweet the sound ! How tender and how dear ! Not all the melody of heaven Could so delight the ear. 3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name On my expanding heart ; And show that in Jehovah's grace I share a filial part. 4 Cheer'd by a signal so divine, Unwav'ring I believe ; Thou know'st I "Abba, Father,'' cry ; Nor can the sign deceive. 215 Six 8* C. Weblei "The SpirH of God dmeileth in you." pOME, Holy Ghost, all-qoick'ning fir*, \J Come, and ill me delight to rest; Drawn by the lure of strong desire, O come, and consecrate my breast ! The temple of my soul prepare. And fix thy saered presence there! 2 If now thy intluenee 1 fee], If now in thee begin to live, OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 159 Still to my heart thyself reveal ; Give me thyself, for ever give : A point my good, a drop my store, Eager I ask, I pant for more. 3 Eager for thee I ask and pant : So strong the principle divine Carries me out with sweet constraint, Till all my hallow'd soul is thine ; Plunged in the Godhead's deepest sea, And lost in thy immensity. 4 My peace, my life, my comfort, thou, My treasure, and my all thou art ! True witness of my sonship now, Engraving pardon on my heart, Seal of my sins in Christ forgiven, Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 5 Come, then, my God, mark out thine heir, Of heaven a larger earnest give ! With clearer light thy witness bear ; More sensibly within me live : Let all my powers thine entrance feel, And deeper stamp thyself the seal ! 216 Six 8s. C. Wesley His Work. COME, Holy Ghost, all-quick'ning fire, Come, and my hallow'd heart inspire, Sprinkled with the atoning blood ; Now to my soul thyself reveal, Thy mighty working let me feel, And know that I am born of God. 2 When wilt thou my whole heart subdue ? Come, Lord, and form my soul anew, Emptied of pride, and wrath, and hell: Less than the least of all thy store Of mercies, I myself abhor : All, all my vileness may I feel. 100 OFFICES OF Till: HOLY CHOST. 3 Bumble, and teachable, and mild, 0 may I. as a little child. My lowly Master's steps pursue! Be anger to my soul unknown ; Hate, envy, jealousy, be none ; In love create thou all things new. 4 Let earth no more my heart divide; With Christ may I be crucified; To thee with my whole heart aspire: Dead to the world and all its toys. Its idle pomp, and fading joys, Be thou alone my one desire! 5 Be thou my joy, be thou my dread; In battle cover thou my head. Nor earth, nor hell, I then shall fear; 1 then shall turn my steady lace — Want, pain, defy — enjoy disgrace — Glory in dissolution near. 6 My will be swallow'd up in thee ! light in thy light still may I see, Beholding thee with open lace: CalL'd the full power of faith to prove, Let all my hallow'd heart be love. And all my spotless life be praisi 217 S. M. C.Wesley Work and WUm ts. OCO^l E, and dwell in me, Spirit of power within ! And brim: the glorious liberty From sorrow, fear, and sin. 2 This inward, dirt4 disease, Spirit of health, remove, Spirit of finish'd holin Spirit of perfect love. OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 16 \ 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 soon or later then translate To my eternal bliss. 218 Four 7s & four 6s. C. Wesley "The God of all comfort? GOD of all consolation, The Holy Ghost thou art, Thy secret inspiration Hath told it to my heart : The blessing I inherit, Through Jesus' prayer bestow'd, The Comforter, the Spirit, The true eternal God. 2 With God the Son and Saviour-* With God the Father one, The tokens of his favour Thou mak'st to sinners known ; An antepast of heaven Thou dost in me reveal, Attest my sins forgiven, And my salvation seal. 3 Th' indubitable witness Of thy own Deity, Thou giv'st my soul its fitness Thy glorious face to see : K H')2 OFFICES OF IBB HOLY GHOST. Thy comforts, gifts, and graces, My largest thoughts transcend, And challenge all my praises, When faith in sight shall end. 219 Six 8s. C.Wesley. The bdweUing God. I WANT the spirit of power within, Of love, and of a healthful mind; Of power, to conquer inbred sin ; Of love to thee and all mankind; Of health, that pain and death defies, Most vig'rous when the body dies. 2 When shall I hear the inward voice, Which only faithful souls can hear? Pardon, and peace, and heavenly joys, Attend the promised Comforter : 0 come, and righteousness divine. And Christ, and all with Christ, are mine ! 3 O that the Comforter would come ! Nor visit as a transient mi est, But fix in me his constant home, And keep possession of my breast : And make my soul his loved abode. The temple of indwelling God! 4 Come, Holy Ghost, my heart inspire! Attest that I am born again; Come, and baptize me now with fire, Nor let thy former gifts be vain : 1 cannot rest in sins forgiven : Where is the earnest of my heaven? — 5 Where the indubitable seal, That ascertains the kingdom mine'' The powerful stamp 1 long to feel. The signature of love divine! O shed within my heart abroad Fulness of love, of heaven, of God ' OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 163 220 S. M. Beddome His influences sought. COME, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine, And on this poor, benighted soul, With beams of mercy shine. 2 O melt this frozen heart ; This stubborn will subdue ; Each evil passion overcome, And form me all anew ! 3 The profit will be mine, But thine shall be the praise ; And unto thee will I devote The remnant of my days. 221 C. M. Watts His quickenings implored. 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 ! 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 And shall we then for ever live At this poor dying rate ? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 1 (j I OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. i Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, With all thy quick'ning pow< Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, Antl that shall kindle ours. 2 22 C. Rl Beddome Invoked, i 1ELESTIAL Dove, Come from above, \J And guide me in thy ways; My heart prepare, For solemn prayer, And tune my lips to praise. 2 Open mine eyes, And make me wise. My int'rest to discern ; From every sin, Without, within, Incline my heart to turn. 3 Fly to my aid, When I'm afraid, Or plunged in deep distress; My foes subdue, And bring me through This howling wilderness. 2'23 8s. C. Weslet His presence earnestly desired. C10ME, holy, celestial Dove. J To visit a sorrowful breast ! My burden of guilt to remove, And bring me assurance and rest. Thou only bast power to relieve A sinner o'erwhelm'd with his load; The sense of acceptance to give, And sprinkle his heart with the blood. 2 Thy call if I ever have known, And sigh'd from myself to get free, And groan'd die unspeakable groan, And longed to be happy in thee, — Fulfil the imperfect desire ; Tnv peace to my conscience reveal* OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. 165 The sense of thy favour inspire, And give me my pardon to feel ! 3 If when I had put thee to grief, And madly to folly return'd, Thy pity hath been my relief, And lifted me up as I mourn'd, — Most pitiful Spirit of grace, Relieve me again, and restore ; My spirit in holiness raise, To fall and to suffer no more ! 4 If now I lament after God, And gasp for a drop of thy love, If Jesus hath bought thee with blood, For me to receive from above, — Come, heavenly Comforter, come ! True Witness of mercy divine, And make me thy permanent home, And seal me eternally thine ! 224 L. M. C. Wesley His departure earnestly deprecated. 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 urged thee to depart, For many long rebellious years : — 3 Though I have most unfaithful been, Of all who e'er thy grace received ; Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved : A Yet O ! the chief of sinners spare, In honour of my great High Priest ; 1 66 OFFICES OF THE HOLY GHOST. Nor in thy righteous anger swear T exclude me from thy people's rest 5 This only wo I deprecate : Tin* only plague I pray remove; Nor leave me in my lost estate; Nor curse me with this want oflove. 6 Now, Lord, my weary soul release, Upraise me with thy gracious hand, And guide me into perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. 225 L. M MoNTGOMBKTi His universal effusion, 0 SPIRIT of the living God! In all the fulness of thy grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts oflove To preach the reconciling word : Give power and unction from above, Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light; Confusion, order, in thy path; Souls without strength, inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath ! •1 Baptize the nations! far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call him Lord. 5 God iroin eternity hath will'd Ail flesh shall his salvation see : So be the Father's love fulfilTd, The S;i\ bur's SUfTrillgS crown'd through thee! THE CHURCH. \G7 SECTION IV. Institutions of Cljristianitg. 1. THE CHURCH. 226 C. M. "Watts Psalm xxvii. 1-6. THE Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too ; God is my strength ; nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires — O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God ! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still ; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide : God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high, Above my foes around; And songs of joy and victory Witliin thy temple sound. 227 L- M. Watts, Psalm xlvi. 1-5. GOD is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid. I ()8 I.NSTITI TK 2 Let mountains from then seats be hurl'd Down to the deep, and buried there — Convulsions shake the solid world — Our faith shall never j icld to fear. 3 Loud j nay the troubled ocean roar — In sacred peace our souls abide; While every nation, every shore, Trembles and dreads the swelling tide. 4 There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God; Life, love, aaid joy. still gliding through, And waf ring our divine abode 5 That sacred stream, thy holy word, Our grief allays, our fear controls: Sweet peace thy promises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. 6 Zion enjoys her Monarch's love. Secure against a threafning hour; Nor can her firm foundations move. Built on his truth, and arin'd with powei. 228 L. M. Watts Psalm xlvi. 6-11. i ET Zion in her King rejoice, J Though Satan rage, and kingdoms rise He niters his almighty voice, The nations melt; the tumult dies. 2 The Lord ofold for Jacob fought; And Jacob's ( rod is still our aid : Behold the works his hand hath wrought! \\ hat desolations he hath made ! 3 Prom sea to sea, through all their shorea, He makes tin4 uoise of battle cease ; When from on high his thunder roars. He awes the trembling world to peace. THE CHURCH. 169 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear ; Chariots he burns with heavenly flame ; Keep silence, all the earth, and hear The sound and glory of his name : 5 " Be still, and learn that I am God, Exalted over all the lands ; I will be known and fear'd abroad ; For still my throne in Zion stands." (5 O Lord of hosts, almighty King ! While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall rest secure, and sing Defiance to the gates of hell. 229 7s&6s. C. Wesley Psalm xlviii. ("1 RE AT is our redeeming Lord, X In power, and truth, and grace ; Him, by highest heaven adored, His church on earth doth praise : Li the city of our God, In his holy mount below, Publish, spread his name abroad, And all his greatness show. 2 For thy loving-kindness, Lord, We in thy temple stay ; Here thy faithful love record, Thy saving power display : With thy name thy praise is known. Glorious thy perfections shine ; Earth's remotest bounds shall own Thy works are all divine. 3 See the gospel church secure, Ana founded on a rock ; All her promises are sure ; Her bulwarks whc can shock ? 1 70 INSTITUTIONS. Count her every precious shrine ; Tell, to after ages, tell, Fortified by power divine, The church can never fail 4 Sion's God is all our own, Who on his love rely ; We his pard'ning love have known. And live to Christ, and die : To the New Jerusalem He our faithful guide shall be ; Him we claim, and rest in him, Through all eternity. 230 S. ML Watti Psalm xlviii. 10-1 1. AR as thy name is known The world declares thy praise ; Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne Their sonsrs of honour raise. F 2 With joy let Judah stand On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will 3 Let strangers walk around The city where Ave dwell ; Compass and view the holy ground, And mark the building well — 4 The order of thy home, The worship of thy court. The cheerful Bonn the solemn vows,— And make a fair report 5 How decent and how Avise' How glorious to behold! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adom'd with gold. THE CHURCH. 171 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die — Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. 231 L. M. Watt Psalm lxv. 1-5. THE praise of Zion waits for thee, My God ; and praise becomes thy house • There shall thy saints thy glory see, And there perform their public vows. 2 O thou, whose mercy bends the skies, To save when humble sinners pray, All lands to thee shall lift their eyes, And grateful isles of every sea. 3 Bless'd is the man whom thou shalt choose, And give him kind access to thee, — Give him a place within thy house, To taste thy love divinely free. 4 Soon shall the flocking nations run To Zi on's hill, and own their Lord ; The rising and the setting sun Shall see the Saviour's name adored. 232 Six 8s. C. Wesley. Psalm lxxxiv. HOW lovely are thy tents, O Lord ! Where'er thou choosest to record Thy name, or place thy house of prayer; My soul outflies the angel choir, And faints, o'erpower'd with strong desire, To meet thy special presence there. 2 Happy the men to whom 'tis given To dwell within that gate of heaven, 17 2 INSTITUTIC And in thy house record thy praise; Whose strength and confidence thou art, Who fee] thee, Saviour, in their heart, The way. the truth, the life of grace. 3 Who, passing through the mournful vale, Drink comfort from the living well. That flows replenished from above; From strength to strength advancing here, Till all before their God appear, And each receives the crown of love. 4 Better a day thy courts within Than thousands in the tents of sin : How base the noblest pleasures there! How great the weakest child of thine! His meanest task is all divine, And kings and priests thy servants are. 5 The Lord protects and cheers his own, Their light and strength, their shield and sun; He shall both grace and glory give; Unlimited his bounteous grant; No real good they e'er shall want — All. all is theirs, who righteous live. 6 O Lord of hosts ! how bless'd is he Who steadfastly believes in thee! lie all thy promises shall gain; The soul that on thy love is cast; Thy perfect love on earth shall taste. And soon with thee m glory reign. 233 L. M Watts P$alm lxxxiv. 1-7. HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are! With strong desire my spirit flints To meet th assemblies ofthv saints. THE CHURCH. 173 2 Bless'd are the saints that sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. o Bless'd are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace : Here they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 4 Bless'd are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their strength, and through the road They lean upon their helper, God. 5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length, Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. 234 L. M. Watts. Psalm lxxxiv. 8-12. 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. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day : God is our shield, he guards 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. 171- UWlTJL'UT10ir& 5 0 God our Kill lt- whose sovereign swa) The glorious hosts of heaven obey, And devils at thy presence flee, Blcss'd is thfi man that trusts in thee. !35 L. II Watts, Psalm lxxxvii. /I OD, in his earthly temple, la VJ Foundations for his heavenly praise He likes the tents of Jacob well ; But still in Zion loves to dwell. 2 His mercy visits every house That pay their night and morning vows, But makes a more delightful stay Where churches meet to praise and pray. 3 When God makes up his last account Of natives in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honour to appear, As one new-born or nourish'd there. 236 CL M. Watt* Psalm lxxxix. 15-18. BLESS'D are the souls who hear and know The gospel's joyful sound : Peace shall attend the paths they go, And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall hear their spirits up. Through their Redeemer's name; His righteousness exalts their hope; Nor Satan dares condemn. 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives: Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God faff ever liv. ■>. THE CHURCH. 175 237 L. M. Watts. Psalm xcii. 12-15. LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thy hand ; Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Bless' d with thine influence from above ; Not Lebanon, with all its trees, Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 Laden with fruits of age they show The Lord is holy, just, and true ; None that attend his gates shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. 238 C. M. Watts Psalm cxxii. HOW did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, " In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day !" 2 I love her gates, I love the road ! The church, adorn'd with grace, Stands like a palace built for God, To show 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 ! 17() IN>TiTl TI< 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest ! "With holy gifts and heavenly grace lie her attendants blest 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains; There my best friends, my kindred dwell, There God, my Saviour, reigns. 239 8s&7s. Newton. Supplies of the church. GLORIOUS things of thee are spo^n, Zion, city of our God ! He, whose word can ne'er be broker Form'd thee for his own abode: On the Rock of ages founded. What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes* 2 See ! the streams of living waters Springing from eternal love, Well supply thy sons and daughters And all tear of want remove: Who can faint while such a river Ever Hows their thirst f assuage? Grace which, like the Lord, the give Never fails from age to age. 3 Round each habitation hov'ring See the cloud and fire appear, For a glory and a cov'ring — Showing that the Lord is near: Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion. city of our God ; He, whose word can ne'er be broken Chose thee for his own abode. THE CHURCH. 177 240 L. M. C. Wesley Tlie primitive church. HAPPY the souls that first believed, To Jesus and each other cleaved ; Joiu'd, by the unction from above, In mystic fellowship of love. 2 Meek, simple folTwers of the Lamb, They lived, and spake, and thought the same; They joyfully conspired to raise Then ceaseless sacrifice of praise. 3 With grace abundantly endued, A pure, believing multitude ! They all were of one heart and soul, And only love inspired the whole. 4 O what an age of golden days ! O what a choice, peculiar race ! Wash'd in the Lamb's all-cleansing blood, Anointed kings and priests to God ! 5 Where shall I wander now to find Their true successors left behind ? The faithful, whom I seek in vain, Are 'minish'd from the sons of men. 241 L. M. C. Wesley. Continued. YE diff'rent sects, who all declare, " Lo, here is Christ !" or, " Christ is there !" Your stronger proofs divinely give, And show me where the Christians five. 2 Your claim, alas ! ye cannot prove ; Ye want the genuine mark of love : Thou only, Lord, thine own canst show ; For sure thou hast a church below. 178 INSTITUTIONS. 3 The ^ates of hell shall not prevail; The church on earth can never fail: Ah ! join me to thy secret ones ! Ah ! gather all thy living stones! 4 Scattered o'er all the earth they lie, Till thou collect them with thine eye; Draw by the music of thy name, And charm into a beauteous frame. 5 For this the pleading Spirit groans, And cries in all thy banish'd ones, Greatest of gifts, thy love impart, And make us of one mind and heart. 6 Join every soul that looks to thee In bonds of perfect charity ; Now, Lord, the glorious fulness give, And All in all for ever live ! 242 L. M. C. Wesley Continued. TESTIS, from whom all blessings flow, Great Builder of thy church below, If now thy Spirit move my breast, Hear, and fulfil tliine own request. 2 The few that truly call thee Lord, And wait thy sanctifying word, And thee their utmost Saviour own, — Unite, and perfect them in one. 3 O let them all thy mind express! Stand forth thy chosen witnesses; Thy power unto salvation show, And perfect holiness below. 4 In them let all mankind behold How Christians lived in days of old; Blighty their envious foes to move, A proverb of reproach — and love. 5 Call them into thy wondrous light, Worthy to walk with thee in white ! THE CHURCH. 179 Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show Thy glorious, spotless church below. 6 From every sinful wrinkle free, Redeenrd from all iniquity, The fellowship of saints make known And O, my God, may I be one ! 243 L. M. C.Wesley Concluded. 0 MIGHT my lot be cast with these ; The least of Jesus' witnesses : O that my Lord would count me meet To wash his dear disciples' feet ! 2 This only thing do I require : Thou know'st 'tis all my heart's desire, Freely what I receive to give, The servant of thy church to live ; — 3 After my lowly Lord to go, And wait upon thy saints below ; Enjoy the grace to angels given, And serve the royal heirs of heaven. 4 Lord, if I now thy drawings feel, And ask according to thy will, Confirm the prayer, the seal impart, And speak the answer to my heart 5 Tell me, or thou shalt never go, " Thy prayer is heard ; it shall be so :" The word hath pass'd thy lips, and J Shall with thy people live and die. 244 S. M. Beddomb The church catholic. ]ET party names no more J The Christian world o'erspread : Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their Head 180 INSTITUTIONS. 2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found, — Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crown'd. 3 Let bitterness and wrath Be banish'd fax aw ly : Those should in strictest frieudsnip dwelJ Who the same Lord obey. 4 Thus will the church below Resemble that above ; Where streams of endless pleasure flow, And every heart is love. 245 S. M. C. Wftsun The church militant. JESUS, the Conqu 'ror, reigns, In glorious strength array'd, His kingdom over all maintains, And bids the earth be glad ! 2 Ye sons of men, rejoice In Jesus' mighty love: Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, To Him who rales above. 3 Extol his kingly power; Kiss the exalted Son, Who died, and lives to die no more, High on his Father's throne: 4 ( hir Advocate with Cod, He undertakes our cause, And spreads through all the eartli abroad The \ iel'ry of his i roS& 5 That bloody banner see. And. in your ( Saptain's sight, Fight the good fight of faith with me, My fellow-soldiers, fight THE CHURCH. 1 81 G In mighty phalanx join'd, To battle all proceed ; Arm'd with th' unconquerable mind Which was in Christ your Head. 246 9-M. C.Wesley. Concluded. URGE on your rapid course. Ye blood-besprinkled bands ; The heavenly kingdom suffers force ; 'Tis seized by violent hands. 2 See there the starry crown That glitters through the skies ! Satan the world, and sin, tread down, And take the glorious prize ! 3 Through much distress and pain, Through many a conflict here, Through blood, ye must the entrance gain Yet O, disdain to fear. 4 " Courage !" your Captain cries, (Who all your toil foreknew,) " Toil ye shall have ; yet all despise, I have o'ercome for you." 5 The world cannot withstand Its ancient Conqueror : The world must sink beneath the hand Which arms us for the war. 6 This is the victory — Before our faith they fall ; Jesus hath died for you and me ; Believe, and conquer all ! 247 S. M. C.Wesley. The church militant HARK, how the watchmen cry ! Attend the trumpet's sound ! 182 INSTITUTIONS. Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh, The po wen of hell surround. 2 Who how to Christ's command. Your Brmfl and hearts prepare; He day of battle is at hand ! Go forth to glorious war! 3 See, on the mountain top, The standard of your God ! In Jesus' name I lift it up, All stain'd with hallow'd blood. 4 His standard-bearer, I To all the nations call : Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh ; He bore the cross for all. 5 Go up with Christ your Head; Your Captain's footsteps see; Follow your Captain, and be led To certain victory. 6 All power to Him is given : He ever reigns the same : Salvation, happiness, and heaven, Are all in Jesus' name. 248 S. It C. Wtnon Concluded. ANGELS your march oppose, Who still in strength excel, Your secret, sworn, eternal foes, Countless, invisible : 2 From thrones of glory driven, By flaming vengeance lmrl'd. They throng the air. and darken heaven And rule this lower world. \j But shall believers fear ? But shall believers fly \ THE CHURCH. 183 Or see the bloody cross appear, And all their powers defy ? 4 By all hell's host withstood, We all hell's host o'erthrow ; And conqu'ring them through Jesus' blood, We on to conquer go. 5 Our Captain leads us on ; He beckons from the skies, And reaches out a starry crown, And bids us take the prize. 6 " Be faithful unto death ; Partake my victory, And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath, And thou shalt reign with me." 249 L. M. C. Wesley. Isaiah li. 9-11. ARM of the Lord, awake, awake ! Thine own immortal strength put on ! With terror clothed, 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 pursued in vain, To thee the ransom'd seed shall come ; Shouting, their heavenly Sion gain, And pass through death triumphant home, 4 The pain of life shall then be o'er, • The anguish and distracting care ; There sighing grief shall weep no more, And sin shall never enter there. 184 INSTITUTIONS. 5 Where pare, essential joy is found, The Lord's redeemed thru- heads shall raise, With everlasting gladness crown'd, And BlTd with love, and lost in praise. 250 L. M. C. Wesle! Isaiah lii. 1-12. AWAKE, Jerusalem, awake! No longer in thy sins lie down ; The garment of salvation take, Thy beauty and thy strength put on. 2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine eyes; Arise, and struggle into light. The great Deliv'rer calls, Arise ! 3 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 purged from 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 triumph on; His glory shall bring up the rear, And perfect what his grace begun. 251 Us. The Song of Triumph. DATJGHTEB of /ion. awake from thy Badness! Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more : Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness, Arise! lor the night of thy sorrow is o'er. THE MINISTRY. 185 2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them, And scatter'd their legions, was mightier far; They fled like chaff from the scourge that pursued them ; How vain were their steeds and their chariots of war ! 3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee, Extoll'd with the harp and the timbrel should be : Shout ! for the foe is destroy'd that enslaved thee, Th' oppressor is vanquish' d, and Zion is free. 2. THE MINISTRY. 252 L. M. Watts. The Great Commission. "/10 preach my gospel," saith the Lord; VJ " Bid the whole earth my grace receive ; He shall be saved, who trusts my word ; He shall be damnd, who won't believe. 2 " I'll make your great commission known ; And ye shall prove my gospel true, By all the works that I have done, By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 " Teach all the nations my commands ; I'm with you till the world shall end : All power is trusted in my hands ; I can destroy, and I defend." 4 He spake — and light shone round his hea^ ; On a bright cloud to heaven he rode ; They to the furthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God lJSt) INSTITUTIONS. 253 L- Mi DoDDRIPGt The Divine Liffitii' THE Saviour, when to heaven he rose, In splendid triumph o'er his foes, Scattered his gifts on men below, And wide his royal bounties How. 2 Hence sprang th' aposths honor d name, Sacred beyond heroic fame; Hence dictates the prophetic sage, And hence the evangelic page. 3 In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes, Pastors from hence and teachers rise ; Who, though with feebler rays they shine, Still gild a long-extended hue. 4 From Christ their varied gifts derive, And, fed by Christ, their graces live : While guarded by his potent hand, Midst all the rage of hell they stand. 5 So shall the bright succession run Through the last courses of the sun : AVhile unborn churches by their care Shall rise and flourish large and fair. 6 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall know. The spring whence all these blessings flow; Pastors and people shout his praise, Through the long round of endless days. 254 L. M. c\ Wmijbi Isaiah xl. 1—5. 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. 2 Go into every nation, go, Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, THE MINISTRY. 187 Glad tidings unto all we show : Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 3 Hark ! in the wilderness a cry, A voice that loudly calls, Prepare ; Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, And means to make his entrance there 4 The Lord your God shall quickly come Sinners, repent, the call obey ; Open your hearts to make him room ; Ye desert souls, prepare his way. o The Lord shall clear his way through all Whate'er 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. 255 S. M. WA*rs Isaiah lii. 7-10. HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill ; Who bring salvation on their tongues And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet the tidings are ! "Zion, behold thy Saviour King; He reigns and triumphs here !" 3 How happy are our ears That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes That see this heavenly light ! 188 wrriTUTiom. Prophets and kings desired it Jong, Hut died n\ ithout the sight 5 The watchmen join theii voice, And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy, 6 The Lord makes hare his arm Through all the earth abroad: Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 256 Four 6s & two 8s. Doddridsb. Isaiah lv. 10- L2. 1TARK the soft falling snow, L And the diffusive rain : To heaven from whence it fell, It turns not hack again ; But waters earth through every pore. And calls forth all her secret store. 2 Array'd in beauteous green The hills and valleys shine, And man and beast are i'cd By providence divine ; The harvest bows its golden ears, The copious seed of future years. 3 So, saith the God of mace. My gospel shall descend. Almighty to effect The purpose I intend. Millions of souls shall feel its power, And bear it down to millions more. 4 Joy shall begin your inarch, \nd peace protect your ways, While all the mountains round Echo melodious praise ; The vocal grove shall sing the God, And every tree consenting nod. THE MINISTRY. 189 257 L. M. C. Wesley Ambassadors for Christ. GOD, the offended God most high, Ambassadors to rebels sends ; His messengers his place supply, And Jesus begs us to be friends. 2 Us, in the stead of Christ, they pray, Us, in the stead of God, entreat, To cast our arms, our sins away, And find forgiveness at his feet 3 Oar God in Christ ! thine embassy, And proffer'd mercy, we embrace; And gladly reconciled to thee, Thy condescending mercy praise. 4 Poor debtors, by our Lord's request, A full acquittance we receive ! And criminals, with pardon blest, We, at our Judge's instance, live ! 258 C. M. Doddridge Zion's Watchmen. LET Zion's watchmen all awake, And take th' alarm they give ; Now let them from the mouth of God Their awful charge receive. 2 'Tis not a cause of small import The pastor's care demands ; But what might fill an angel's heart, And fuTd a Saviour's hands. 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego ! For souls which must for ever live In raptures, or in wo. 4 May they that Jesus whom they preach, Their own Redeemer see. And watch thou daily o'er their souls, That they may watch for thee. 190 INSTITUTIONS. 859 L. M. C. Wesley Angtli of the cluneh. DRAW near, O Son of God. draw near! Us witb thy flaming eye behold; Still in thy church vouchsafe \ appear, And let our candlestick be gold. 2 Still hold the stars in thy right hand* And let them in thy lustre glow, The lights of a benighted hind, The angels of thy church below. 3 Make good their apostolic boast, Their high commission let them prove, Be temples of the Holy Ghost, And filPd with faith, and hope, and love. 4 Their hearts from things of earth remove, Sprinkle them, Lora, from sin and fear. Fix their affections all above, And lay up all their treasures 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. 260 L. ML Doddridge Shepherds of the /fork. HHEPHERD of Israel, thou dost keep, 1 With constant care, thy hunihle sheep; By thee interior pastors rise, To feed our BOUls and Mess our eyes. 2 To all thy churches such impart. ModelPd by thy own gracious heart. Whose courage, watchfulness, and love, Men may a+tas^ and God approve THE MINISTRY. J 9 1 3 Fed by their active, tender care, Healthful may all thy sheep appear ; And, by their fair example led, The way to Zion's pastures tread. 261 L- M. J. Wesley [From the German.] Labourers. HIGH on his everlasting throne, The King of saints his work surveys, Marks the dear souls he calls his own. And smiles on the peculiar race. 2 He rests well pleased their toils to see, Beneath his easy yoke they move; "With all their heart and strength agree In the sweet labour of his love. 3 See, where the servants of their God, A busy multitude, appear : For Jesus day and night employed, His heritage they toil to clear. 4 The love of Christ their hearts constrains, And strengthens their unwearied hands ; They spend their sweat, and blood, and pains To cultivate Immanuel's lands. 5 O multiply thy sower's seed, And fruit we every hour shall bear : Throughout the world thy gospel spread, Thine everlasting truth declare ! 262 L- M. Montgomery The minister's welcome. YV^E bid thee welcome in the name VV Of Jesus, our exalted Head; — Come as a servant, — so He came, And we receive thee in his stead. 192 INSTITUTIONS. 2 Come as a shepherd; — guard and keep Tlii.s ibid from hell, and earth, and sin; Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 3 Come as a watchman : — take thy stand Upon the tower amidst the sky. And when the sword comes on the land, Call us to fight, or warn to fly. 4 Come as an angel ; — hence to guide A band of pilgrims on their way, That, safely walking at thy side, We fail not, faint not, turn nor stray. 5 Come as a teacher — sent from God, Charged his whole counsel to declare ; Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, AVhile we uphold thy hands with prayer. 263 Four 6s &: two 8s. Doddridgh. A savour of life or death. PRAISE to the Lord on high, Who spreads his triumphs wide ! AVhile Jesus' fragrant name Is breathed on every side : Balmy and rich the odours rise, And fill the earth, and reach the skies. 2 Ten thousand dying souls Its influence feel — and live ; Sweeter than vital air The incense they receive : They breathe anew, and rise and sino — Jesus; the Lord, their conqu'ring King. 3 But others scorn the grace Thai brings salvation nigh : They turn away their litce. And taint, and 1 i 1 1 1 , and die. So sad a (loom, ye s;iints. deplore For O ! they lall to rise no more. THE MINISTRY. 193 4 Yet, wise and mighty God, Shall all thy servants be, In those who live or die, A savour sweet to thee ; Supremely bright thy grace shall shine, Guarded with flames of wrath divine. ££4 C. M. Doddridge, The treasure in earthen vessels. HOW rich thy bounty, King of kings ! Thy favours, how divine ! The blessings which thy gospel brings, How splendidly they shine ! 2 Gold is but dross, and gems but toys, Should gold and gems compare ; How mean, when set against those joys Thy poorest servants share ! 3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace Are lodged in urns of clay ; And the weak sons of mortal race Th' immortal gifts convey. 4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth, Yet grace the vict'ry gives ; Quickly they moulder back to earth — Yet still thy gospel lives. 5 Such wonders power divine effects ; Such trophies God can raise ; His hand, from crumbling dust, erects His monuments of praise. 265 C. M. C. Wesley The minister's theme. JESUS, the name high over all In hell, or earth, or sky ! Angels and men before it fall, And devils feir and fly. M 9 194 INSTITUTIONS. 2 Jesus, the oame to sinners dear, The name to sinners given ! It scatters all their guilty i«ar ; Jt turns their hell to heaven. 3 Jesus the pris'ners' fetters breaks, And bruises Satan's head : Power into strengthleas souls it speaks, And hie into the dead. 4 0 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 saving truth proclaim: 'Tis all my business here below To cry, "" Behold the Lamb!" 6 Happy, if with my latest breath I may but gasp his name ; Preach him to all, and cry in death, " Behold, behold the Lamb !" 266 Six 8s. C. Wesley. "The love of Christ const 'ntintth US*n IV HERE shall my wondering soul begin? ) ) How shall I all to heaven aspire v A slave redeem'd from death and sin; A brand pluck'd from eternal lire: How shall 1 equal triumphs raise. Or sing my great Deliv'rer's praise ' 2 O how shall T thy goodness tell. Father, which thou to me hast show'd ? That I. a child of wrath and hell, T should he calPd a child of God ! Should know, should feci my sins forgiven, BJess'd with this EDltepasI of heaven ! TRE MINISTRY. 195 3 And shall I slight my Father's love? Or basely fear his gifts to own? Unmindful of Ins favours prove ? Shall I, the hallow' d cross to shun, Refuse his righteousness t' impart, By hiding it within my heart ? 4 No ; though the ancient dragon rage, And call lorth all his hosts to war ; Though earth's self-righteous sons engage, Them and their god alike I dare ; Jesus, the sinner's Friend, proclaim; Jesus, to sinners still the same. 5 Come, O my guilty brethren, come, Groaning beneath your load of sin ; His bleeding heart shall make you room, His open side shall take you hi : He calls you now, invites you home ; Come, O my guilty brethren, come ! 6 For you the purple current flow'd In pardons from his wounded side ; Languished for you the Son of God ; For you the Prince of glory died : Believe, and all your sin 's forgiven ; Only believe, and yours is heaven ! 267 L. M. J.Wesley. [From the German of Winkler.] Ministerial fidelity. QHALL I, for fear of feeble man, O The Spirit's course in me restrain? Or, undismayed in deed and word, Be a true witness for my Lord ? 2 Awed by a mortal's frown, shall I Conceal the word of God most high ! How then before thee shall I dare To stand, or how thine anger bear ? 1 9(3 i.\>Tn i i ton 3 Shall I. lo soothe th' unholy throng, Soften thy truth, and smooth my tongue, To gain earth's gilded toys, or flee The crofifl endured, my Lord, by thee? 4 What then is he whose scorn I dread, Whose wrath or hate makes me afraid? A man ' an heir of death ! a slave T<> sin ! a bubble on the wave ! 5 Yea,le1 men rage; since thou wilt spread Thy shad'wing wings around my head : Since in all pain thy tender love Will still my sure refreshment prove. 2G8 L- M. J- Wesley Concluded. QAYIOFR of men. thy searching eye i Doth all my inmost thoughts descry. Doth auirht on earth my wishes raise. Or the world's pleasures, or its praise? 2 The love of Christ doth me constrain To seek the Wand'rfng souls of men : With cries, entreaties, tears, to save, To snatch them from the gaping grave. 3 For this let men revile my name. \<» CIOSS I shun. I fear no shame : All hail reproach, and welcome pain; Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain. \ My lite, my blood, I here present, It !i»r thy truth they may he spent ; Fulfil thy sovereign counsel, Ford ! Thy will he done, thy name adored ! 5 (live me thy strength, ( I ( rod of power, Then lei winds blow, or thunders roar. Thy faithful witness will 1 be : "lis lix'd ; I can do all through thee. THE MINISTRY. 197 269 Six 8s. C. Wesley, Ministerial zeal. G\ IVE me the faith which can remove, T And sink the mountain to a plain ; Give me the child-like, praying love, Which longs to bmld thy house again Thy love let it my heart o'erpower, And all my simple soul devour. 2 I want an even, strong desire, I want a calmly-fervent zeal, To save poor souls out of the fire, To snatch them from the verge of hell, And turn them to a pard'ning God, And quench the brands in Jesus' blood. 3 I would the precious time redeem, And longer live for this alone, To spend, and to be spent for them, Who have not yet my Saviour known ; Fully on these my mission prove, And only breathe, to breathe thy love. 4 My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord, Into thy blessed hands receive ; And let me five to preach thy word ; And let me to thy glory five ; My every sacred moment spend In publishing the sinner's Friend. 5 Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart With boundless charity divine ! So shall I all my strength exert, And love them with a zeal like thine , And lead them to thy open side, The sheep for whom their Shepherd died. 270 L. M. C. Wtesley For an efficient ministry. JESUS, thy wand'ring sheep behold ! See, Lord, with yearning bowels, sec, 198 nieTiTunoaE Poor souls that cannot find the fold, Till sought and gathered in by tin a 2 Lost are they now. and scatter'd wide, In pain, and weariness, and want; With no kind shepherd near, to guide The sick, and spiritless, and faint. 3 Thou, only thou, tin' kind and good, And sheep-redeeming Shepherd art; Collect thy Hock, and give them food, And pastors after thine own heart 4 Give the pure word of gen'ral grace, And great shall be the preachers' crowd; Preachers who all the sinful race Point to the all-atoning blood. 5 Open their mouth, and utf ranee give; Give them a trumpet-voice to call A world, who all may turn and live, Through faith in Him who died for all. 6 In every messenger reveal The grace they preach divinely free; That each may by thy Spirit tell, " He died for all, who died for me." 271 S. M. C. Wesley For an mcreaa of labom TOTCD of the harvest, bear i Thy needy servants1 cry ; Answer our faith's effectual prayer. And all our wants supply. 2 On thee we humbly wait, ( )ur wants are in thy view ; The harvest truly. Lord, is great, Tue labourers are few THE MINISTRY. 199 3 Convert, and send forth more Into thy church abroad, And let them speak thy word of power, As workers with their God. 4 O let them spread thy name, Their mission fully prove ; Thy universal grace proclaim, Thine all-redeeming love ! 272 S. ML C. Wesley Opening Conference. AND are we yet alive, And see each other's face ; Glory and praise to Jesus give For his redeeming grace ! Preserved by power divine To full salvation here, Again in Jesus' praise we join, And in his sight appear. 2 What troubles have we seen, What conflicts have we past, Fightings without, and fears within, Since we assembled last ; But out of all the Lord Hath brought us by his love ; And still he doth his help afford, And hides our life above. 3 Then let us make our boast Of his redeeming power, Which saves us to the uttermost, Till we can sin no more : Let us take up the cross, Till we the crown obtain ; And gladly reckon all tilings loss, So we may Jesus gain. 200 UfSTITUTIONS. \fi'A Four 88 & two 6s. C. Wkslbi TjiXCEPT the Lord conduct the plan, J_j The best-concerted schemes arc vain. And nei er can succeed ; We spend our wretched strength for naught; Bui if our works in thee be wrought, They shall be bless'd indeed 2 Lord, if thou didst thyself inspire Our souls with this intense desire, Thy goodness to proclaim; Thy glory if we now intend, O Jet our deeds begin and end ( Jomplete in Jesus1 name ! 3 In Jesus1 name behold we meet. Far from an evil world retreat. And all its frantic ways ; One only tiling resolved to know. And square our useful lives below By reason and by grace. i Not in the tombs we pine to dwell. Not in the dark monastic cell, By vow s and grates confined : Freely to all ourselves we give, Constraint by Jesus' love to live The servants of mankind. 5 Now. Jesus, now- thy love impart, To govern each devoted heart, And tit us for thy will ! Deep founded in the truth of grace, Build up thy rising church, and place The city on the hill. 6 0 let our faith and love abound1 ( ) let our lives to all around With purest lustre shine ' THE MINISTRY. 201 That all around our works may see, And give the glory, Lord, to thee, The heavenly light divine ! 274 Six 8s. C. Wesiay. Opening Conference, OUR friendship sanctify and guide, Unmix' d with selfishness and pride, Thy glory be our single aim! In all our intercourse below, Still let us in thy footsteps go, . And never meet but in thy name. 2 Witnesses of th' all-cleansing blood, Long may we work the works of God, And do thy will like those above : Together spread the gospel sound, And scatter peace on all around, And joy, and happiness, and love. 3 True yoke-fellows, by love compell'd To labour in the gospel field, Our all let us delight to spend En gath'ring in thy lambs and sheep, Assured that thou our souls wilt keep, Wilt keep us faithful to the end. 275 L. M. C. Wesley, Before receiving Appointments. JESUS, the truth and power divine, Send forth these messengers of thine ; Their hands confirm, their hearts inspire, And touch then lips with hallow'd fire. 2 Be thou their mouth and wisdom, Lord, Thou, by the hammer of thy word, The rocky hearts in pieces break, And bid the sons of thunder speak. 9* 202 INSTITUTIONS. 3 To those who would their Lord embrace, Give them to preach the word of grace, — Sweetly their yielding bosoms move, And melt liem with the fire of'love. 4 Let all with thankful hearts confess Thy welcome messengers of peace, Thy power in their report be found, And let thy feet behind them sound. 276 Four 6s & two 8s. C. Wesley, Closing' Conference. TESUS, accept the praise That to thy name belongs ! Matter of all our lays, Subject of all our songs ; Through thee we now together came, And part exulting in thy name. 2 Tn flesh Ave part awhile, But still in spirit join'd, T' embrace the happy toil, Thou hast to each assign'd ; And while we do thy blessed will, We bear our heaven about us still. 3 O let us thus go on In all thy pleasant ways, And. arm'd with patience, run With joy tlf appointed race ! Keep us and every sinking soul. Till all attain the heavenly goaL 4 There we shall meet again, When all our toils are o'er, And death, and grief] and pain. And parting, are no more1 : We shall with all our brethren ris<\ And grasp thee in the flaming skies THE MINISTRY. J203 5 O happy, happy day, That calls thy exiles home ! The heavens shall pass away, The earth receive its doom : Earth we shall view, and heaven destroy'd, And shout above the fiery void. 6 These eyes shall see them fall, Mountains, and stars, and skies ! These eyes shall see them all Out of their ashes rise ! These lips His praises shall rehearse, Whose nod restores the universe. 7 According to his word, His oath to sinners given, We look to see restored The ruin'd earth and heaven ! In a new world his truth to prove, A world of righteousness and love. 8 Then let us wait the sound That shall our souls release, And labour to be found Of him in spotless peace ; — In perfect holiness renew'd ; Adorn'd with Christ, and meet for God ! 277 C. M. C.Wesley, Closing- Conference. BLESS'D 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 Ave go ; And still in Jesus' footsteps tread, And show his praise below. 204 INSTITUTIONS. 3 O may we ever walk in him, And aothing know beside, Nothing desire, nothing esteem, But Jesus crucified! 4 Closer and closer let us cleave To his beloved embrace; Expect his fulness to receive, 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. 278 s. M c. Wisley Closing- Conference. AND let our bodies part, To diff'rent climes repair; Inseparably join'd in heart The friends of Jesus are. 2 Jesus, the Corner-stone, Did first our hearts unite, And still lie keeps <>ur spirits one. Who walk with him in white. 3 O let us still proceed In Jesus1 work below : And. fblTwing our triumphant Head, To further conquests go! 4 The vineyard of the Lord Before bis lab'rers lies ; And lo! We sec the vast reward Which waits us in the skies. THE MINISTRY. 205 5 O let our heart and mind Continually ascend, That haven 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, return To our eternal rest. 9 With joy we shall behold, In yonder bless'd abode, The patriarchs and prophets old, And all the saints of God. 10 Abrah'm and Isaac there, And Jacob shall receive The foll'wers of their faith and prayer Who now in bodies live. 11 We shall our time beneath Live out in cheerful hope, And fearless pass the vale of death, And gain the mountain-top. 12 To gather home his own God shall his angels send, And bid our bliss, on earth begun, In deathless triumpii end. 206 INSTITUTIONS. 3. BAPTISM. 27 J L M. Watts Tlie commission. — For adults. VllwAS the commission of our Lord, X " Go. teach the nations, and baptized The nations have received die word Since he ascended to the skies. „ 2 M Repent and be baptized/' he saith, "For the remission ofyoni sins;" And thus our sense assists our faith, And shows us what his gospel means. 3 Our souls he washes in his blood, As water makes the body clean : And the good Spirit from our God Descends, like purifying rain. 4 Thus we engage ourselves to thee, And seal our cov nant with the Lord; O may the great Eternal Three In heaven our solemn vows record ! 280 L- Bfc C. Wkslei Adult. COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Honour the means ordain'd by thee; Make good our apostolic boast, Ami own thy glorioufl ministry. 2 We now thy promised presence claim; Sent to disciple all mankind — Sent to baptize into thy name — We now thy promised presence find. 3 Father, in these reveal thy Son — In these, for whom we seek thy face, BAPTISM. 207 Tho hidden mystery make known, The inward, pure, baptizing 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, come from high, Baptizer of our spirits thou ! The sacramental seal apply, And witness with the water now ! 281 S. M. W. M. Bunting. Adult, RITES change not, Lord, the heart, — Undo the evil done, — Or, with the utter' d name, impart The nature of thy Son. 2 To meet our desp'rate want, There gush'd a mystic flood ; O from His heart's o'ernowing font Baptize this soul with blood ! 3 Be grace from Christ our Lord, And love from God supreme, By the communing Spirit pour'd In a perpetual stream. 282 Four 6s & two 8s. C. Wesley. Adult. BAPTIZED into thy name, Mysterious One in Three, Our souls and bodies claim A sacrifice to thee : We only live our faith to prove, The faith which works by humble love. 208 usfstm tk'.ns. 2 () that our light may shine, And all our lives express The character divine. The real holiness ! Then, then receive us up t' adore The Triune God for evermore. 263 C. Rt Watts. Infant HOW large the promise, how divine, To Abrah'm and his seed ! " I am 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 father given; He takes our children to his arms, And calls them heirs of heaven. 4 O God, how faithful arc thy ways! Thy love endures the same ; Nor from the promise of thy grace Blots out our children's name. 284 Six 8s. C. "Wesley. Lift nit. (^10D of eternal truth and love. I Vouchsafe the promised aid we claim, Thine own great ordinance approve, The child, baptized into thy name, Partaker of thy nature make. And give him all thine image back. 2 Father, if such thy sovereign will, If Jesus did the rite enjoin, BAPTISM. 209 Annex thy hall'wing Spirit's seal, And let thy grace attend the sign ; The seed of endless life impart, Take for thine own this infant's heart 3 Answer on him thy wisdom's end, In present and eternal good ; Whate'er thou didst for man intend, Whate'er thou hast on man bestow 'd, Unto this favour d child be given, Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 4 In presence of thy heavenly host, Thyself we faithfully require : Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, By blood, by water, and by fire, And fill up all thy human shrine, And seal our souls for ever thine. 285 C. M. Doddridge. Infant— Hark x. 13-16. QEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand O With all-engaonn^ charms : Hark how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them hi his arms ! 2 " Permit them to approach," he cries, " Nor scorn their humble name : For 'twas to bless such souls as these The Lord of angels came." 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, And yield them up to thee ; Joyful that we ourselves are thine, Thine let our offspring be. 286 C. M. Watts Infant. THUS Lydia sanctified her house, When she received the word; N 210 i.N.-TITI IK 'Jims t\iv believing jailer gave His household to the Lord. 2 Thus later saints, eternal King, Thine ancient truth embrace: To thee their infant offspring bring, And humbly claim the grace. 4. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 287 Six 8s. C. Wesley. The institution. IN that sad, memorable night, When Jesus was for us betray'd, He left his death-recording rite, He took, and bless'd, and brake the bread, And gave his own their last bequest, And thus his love's intent exprest: 2 " Take, eat, this is my body, given To purchase life and peace for you, Pardon, and holiness, and heaven; Do this my dying love to show : Accept your precious legacy, And thus, my friends, remember me." 3 He took into his hands the cup, To crown the sacramental feast. And full of kind concern look'd up, And gave to them what he had blest: "And drink ye all of this," he said, "In solemn mcm'ry of the dead. 4 "This is my blood, which seals the new Eternal eov'nant of my grace : MV blood so freely shed for you. For you and all the sinful race ; My blood that speaks your sins forgiven, And justifies your claim to heaven. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 211 5 " The grace which I to all bequeath, In this divine memorial take, And, mindful of your Saviour's death, Do this, my foll'wers, for my sake, Whose dying love hath left behind Eternal life for all mankind." 288 c- M- Hart- The institution, 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, " For me, he died for me !" 3 Thy sufferings, Lord, each sacred sign To our remembrance brings ; We eat the bread, and drink the wine, But think on nobler things. 4 O tune our tongues, and set in frame Each heart that pants for thee, To sing, " Hosanna to the Lamb !" The Lamb that died for me ! 289 10s, 5s, & lis. C. Wesley. Perpetual memorial. LORD, didst thou ordain Thy supper in vain, And furnish a feast For none but thy earliest servants to taste ? Nay, this is thy will, We know it and feel That we should partake The banquet for ail thou so freely didst make. 2 13nn^ aear the glad day When ail shall obey Thy dying requec . And cai of thy supper, and lean uu thy breast ! Then, then let as see Thy glory, and be Caught up in the air This heavenly sapper in heaven to share. :>!){) C. M. Noel. '•This du in TCWH mbrance of me" IF human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie; If tender thoughts witliin us bum To feel a friend is nigh ; — 2 0 shall not wanner accents tell The gratitude we owe To Him who died, our fears to quell, Our more than orphan's wo! 3 AMiile yet his anguish'd soul >urvey'd Those pangs he would not fl What love his latest words display'd, — "Meet and remember me!'* 4 Remember thee! thy death, thy shame, Our sinful hearts to share! O meniry. leave no other name But his recorded there ! 291 C« M- Montgomery. Remcmbiring Chr ACCORDING to thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will 1 do, my dying Lord. I wiJl remember th< 2 Thy body, broken lor my sake, MV bread from heaven shall be: THE LORD'S SUPPER. 213 Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember thee. 3 Gethsemane can I forget ? Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee ? 4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, 0 Lamb of God, my Sacrifice, I must remember thee ! 5 Remember thee and all thy pains, And all thy love to me ; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember thee. 6 And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and mem'ry flee, When thou shalt in thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me. 292 C. M. Watts. The covenant sealed. rpHE promise of my Father's love _ . Shall stand for ever good : He said, and gave Ms soul to death, And seafd the grace with blood. 2 To this dear cov'nant of thy word 1 set my worthless name ; I seal the engagement to my Lord, And make my humble claim. 3 Thy light, and strength, and pard'ning grace, And glory, shall be mine ; My life and soul, my heart and flesh, And all my powers, are thine. 214 INSTITUTIONS. 4 I call thai legacy my own Which Jesus did bequeath ; 'Twas purchased with a dying groan, And ratified in death. 5 Sweel is the mem'ry of his name, Who bless'd us in his will, And to his testament of love Made his own blood the seal. 293 L. ML C. Wesley. The sign and n 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, effectual 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 through which our spirits live. 4 Our spirits drink a fresh supply, And eat the bread so freely given, Till borne on eagles1 wings we fly, And banquet with our Lord hi heaven. 294 J*. M. Doddkidgb. The table prepan d, Y God. and is thy table spread ? And does fchy cup "with love o'erflow* Thither be all thy children led. And let them all its sweeiflCSF kno.^' THE LORD'S SUPPER. 215 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes ! Rich banquet of his flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heavenly food ! 3 Why are its bounties all in vain Before unwilling hearts display'd ? Was not for you the Victim slain? Are you forbid the children's bread? 4 O let thy table honour'd be, And furnish'd well with joyful guests ! And may each soul salvation see, That here its sacred pledges tastes ! 5 Let crowds approach with hearts prepared ; With hearts inflamed let all attend ; Nor, when we leave our Father's board, The pleasure or the profit end. 295 C. M. Doddridge. The invitation. npHE King of heaven his table spreads. 1 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 given ; Through the rich blood that Jesus shed To raise our souls to heaven. 3 Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here ; And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear. 4 All things are ready ; come away, m Nor weak excuses frame ; Crowd to your places at the feast, And bless the Founder's name. 216 INSTITUTIONS. 29G C. M. COWPER. Penitent sinners ice I come. THIS is the feast of heavenly wine, And God invites to sup : The juices of the living vine Were press' d to fill the cup. 2 O bless the Saviour, ye who eat, A\ ith royal dainties fed; Not heaven affords a costlier treat, For Jesus is the bread ! 3 The vile, the lost — he calls to them ; "Ye trembling souls, appear! The righteous in their own esteem Have no acceptance here. 4 "Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse The banquet spread lor you;" Dear Saviour, this is welcome news ! Then I may venture too. 297 S. ML C. Weslky " Let us keep the feast." IET all who truly bear J The bleeding Saviour's name. Their faithful hearts with us prepare, And eat the paschal Lamb: Our Pas-over was slain At Salem's hallow'd place, Yet we who in our tents remain Shall gain his largest grace. 2 This eucharistic feasl ( )ur every waul supplies. And still we by his death are blest, And share his sacrifice \ THE LORD'S SUPPER. 217 By faith his flesh we eat, Who here his passion show, And God out of his holy seat Shall all his gifts bestow. 3 Who thus our faith employ His sufFrings to record, E'en now we mournfully enjoy Communion with our Lord ; As though we every one Beneath his cross had stood, And seen him heave, and heard him groan, And felt his gushing blood. 4 O God ! '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 lift us to the skies. 298 C. M. C. Wesley. Approaching the table. JESUS, at whose supreme command We now approach to God, Before us in thy vesture stand, Thy vesture dipp'd in blood. 2 The tokens of thy dying love O let us all receive, And feel the quick'ning Spirit move, And sensibly believe ! 3 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. 10 218 INSTITUTIONS 4 Now. Lord, on us thy Besh bestow, And let us drink thy blood. Till all our souls arc fill'd below With all the life of God 299 S. M. C. Weslly Approaching the table. JES1S. we thus obey Thy last and kindest word; Hero in thine own appointed way We come to inert our Lord. 2 The May thou hast cnjoin'd, Thou wilt therein appear; AVe come with confidence to find Thy special presence here. 3 Our hearts We open wide To make the Saviour room : And lo! the Lamb, tin4 Crucified, The sinner's Friend, is com.'. 4 His presence makes the least; And noAv our bosoms feel The glory not to be expi The joy unspeakable. 5 With pure celestial bli>s He doth our spirits cheer; His house of banqueting is this, And he hath brought us here. 6 He doth his servants feed With manna from above, His banner over us is spread, His everlasting love, 7 He bids ns orink and eat Imperishable tbod. He gives his flesh t<> be our meat, And bids us drink his blood. / THE LORD'S SUPIER. 219 8 Whate'er th' Almighty can To pardon'd sinners give, The fulness of our God made man, We here with Christ receive. 300 C. M. W. M. Bunting The administration. THE flesh of our Lord Jesus Christ, Which once was given for thee, Preserve thy body and thy soul To immortality. This eating — that for thee he died, Now solemnly confess ; And feed on him within thy heart By faith with thankfulness. 2 The blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, Which once was shed for thee, Preserve thy body and thy soul To immortality. This drinking — solemnly confess For thee his blood was shed ; And still with new thanksgivings wreath The Victim's hallo w'd head ! 301 S. M. C. Wesley. At giving- the bread. THEE, King of saints, we praise For this our living bread ; Nourished by thy preserving grace, And at thy table fed. 2 Who in these lower parts Of thy great kingdom feast, We feel the earnest in our hearts Of our eternal rest. 3 Yet still a higher seat We in thy kingdom claim, 42;20 l.v-Tui tionb. Who here begin by faith to eat The supper of the Lamb. 4 That glorious, heavenly prize, We surely shall attain, And in the palace of the skies With thee for ever reign. ;}();> lOsfcllt. aiMLIT. At giving ike nip. \ Jesus we live, In Jesus we rest, X And thankful receive His dying bequest; The cup of salvation His merry bestows. And all from his passion Our happiness flows. 2 The fruit of the vine — The joy it implies — Again we shall join To drink in the skies, Exult in his favour, Our triumph renew; And I,saiththe Saviour, Will drink it with you 303 L- M- C Wesley The p* iiit'itt at the tahl'\ HOW long, thou faithful God, snail I Here in thy ways forgotten lie } When shall the means of healing be The channels of thy grace to me! 2 Sinners, on every side, step in, And wash away their pain and sin. But I. a helpless, sin-siek sold. Still lie expiring at the pool. 3 In vain I take the broken bread, I cannot on thy mere}- feed : In vain I drink the hnllow'd wine, I cannot taste the love divine. 4 Thou seest me lying at the pool, I would thou know'st. I would he whole; THE LOKD'S SUPPER. 221 O let the troubled waters move, And minister thy healing love ! o Surely if thou the symbols bless, The cov'nant-blood shall seal my peace, Thy flesh, e'en now, shall be my food, And all my soul be filTd with God. 304 8s & 7s. C. Wesley " It is the Spirit that quickeneth." COME, thou everlasting Spirit, Bring to every thankful mind All the Saviour's dying merit, All his surT'rings for mankind : True recorder of his passion, Now the living faith impart, Now reveal his great salvation, Preach his gospel to our heart. 2 Come, thou witness of his dying, Come, remembrancer divine, Let us feel thy power applying Christ to every soul and mine : Let us groan thine inward groaning, Look on Him we pierced and grieve, All receive the grace atoning, All the sprinkled blood receive. 305 C. M. C. Wesley. TJie Passion realized. COME, Holy Ghost, set to thy seal, Thine inward witness give, To all our waiting souls reveal The death by which we live. 2 Spectators of the pangs olivine O that we now may be, Discerning in the sacred sign His passion on the tree ! \\ (live us to hear the dreadful sound \\ hich told his moita] pain, Tore up the graves, and shook the ground. And rent the rocks in twain. 4 Repeal the Saviour's dying cry 111 every heart so loud. That every heart may now reply, "This was the Son of God!" 30G &ix Ss- & W'j-bLEY. Victim clirinc. VICTIM divine! thy grace we claim While thus thy precious death we show ; Once oiler' d up a spotless Lamb, In thy great temple here below, Thou didst for all mankind atone, And standest now before the throne. 2 Thou standest in the holiest place, As now for guilty sinners slain. The blood of sprinkling speaks, and prays. All-prevalent for helpless man : Thy blood is still our ransom found, And speaks salvation all around. 3 The smoke of thy atonement here Darken'd the sun and rent the veil. Made the new way to heaven appear, And show M the great Invisible ; Well pleased in thee our God lookM down, And call'd his rebels to a crown. 4 He Mill respects thy sacrifice. Its savour sweet doth always please; The ofFling smokes through earth and ski'-s I diffusing life, and joy. and peace : To these thy lower courts it com And tills them with divine perfumes. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 223 5 We need not now go up to heaven To bring the long-sought Saviour down, Thou art to all already given, Thou dost e'en now thy banquet crown : To every faithful soul appear, And show thy real presence here. 307 7s. C. Wesley Communion with Christ. JESUS, all-redeeming Lord, Magnify thy dying word, In thine ordinance appear, Come and meet thy foll'wers here. 2 In the rite thou hast enjoin'd Let us now our Saviour find ; Drink thy blood for sinners shed, Taste thee in the broken bread. 3 Thou our faithful hearts prepare ; Thou thy pard'ning grace declare ; Thou that hast for sinners died, Show thyself the Crucified ! 4 All the power of sin remove ; Fill us with thy perfect love ; Stamp us with the stamp divine ; Seal our souls for ever thine. 308 7s, 6s, & 8s. C. Wesley Calvary. LAMB of God, whose dying love We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, And let us mercy find ; Think on us, who think on thee, And every struggling soul release ! O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! 224 warm rw 2 By thine agonizing pain, A:ul bloody sweat, we pray; By thy dying love to man. — Take all OUT sins away : By thy passion on the tree. Let aLi our gliefil and troubles eease; O remember Calvary. And bid us go in peace ! 3 Never will we hence depart, Till thou our wants relieve ; Write forgiveness on our heart, And all thine image give : Still our souls shall cry to thee, Till perfected in holiness : O remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! 309 S. M. C. Wesley Closing- the service. OWHAT a taste is this Which now in Christ we know, An earnest of our glorious bliss. Our heaven begun below ! 2 When he the table spreads* How royal is the cheer! With rapture we hit up our heads, And own that God is here. 3 The Lamb for sinners slain. Who died to die no more. Let all the ransom'd s<>ns of men. With all his hosts adore : 4 Let earth and heaven bo join'd. His glories to display. And hymn the Saviour of mankind In one eternal day. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 225 310 L. M. R. W. Hamilton. Closing' the service. STARS, that did herald in, or mark The night when Jesus was betray'd,— This feast ends not till ye are dark, And all your glorious courses stay'd. 2 For from that night, successive bands Have kept this banquet of the cross, Saint, pilgrim, martyr of all lands, And counted earthly portions loss. 3 And here we still forget our woes, Midst what long ages saw bequeath'd ; The bread is life, the cup o'erflows, As when the blessing first was breathed. 4 When we rise up and leave our seat, Millions shall press and fill our place ; Still shall the poor and needy eat, And sing, hke us, the Founder's grace. 311 7s. C Wesley. " Therefore with angels' — LORD and God of heavenly powers ! Theirs, — yet, O ! benignly ours ; Glorious King ! let earth proclaim, Worms attempt to chant thy name. 2 Thee to laud in songs divine Angels and archangels join : We with them our voices raise, Echoing thine eternal praise. 3 Holy, holy, holy Lord, Live, by heaven and earth adored! Full of thee they ever cry, " Glory be to God most high !" o 10* 226 INSTITUTIONS 31*> 7 C.Wesley Chiria in tXCi bit. pLORY be to God on high, VT God whose glory fills the sky; Peace on earth to man forgiven, Man the well-beloved of Heaven. 2 Sovereign Father, heavenly King, Thee we now presume to sing; Glad thine attributes confess, Glorious all, and numberless. 3 Hail, by all thy works adored ! Hail, the everlasting Lord ! Thee with thankful hearts we prove, Lord of power, and God of love. 4 Christ our Lord and God we own, Christ the Father's only Son; Lamb of God for sinners slain, Saviour of offending man. 5 Bow thine ear. in mercy bow, Hear, the world's atonement, thou! Jesus, in thy name we pray. Take, 0 take our sins away! 6 Powerful Advocate with God, Justify us by thy blood : Bow thine ear. in mercy bow. Hear, the world's atonement, thou! 7 Hear, for thou. 0 Christ; alone. Art with thy great Father one: One the Holy Ghost with thee; One supreme eternal THBBE. THE SABBATH. 227 5. THE SABBATH. 313 S. M. Watts. Opening morning service. WELC0ME> sweet day of rest, 1 \ That saw the Lord arise : Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day within the place Which thou dost, Lord, frequent, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Li sinful pleasures spent. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. 314 C. M. C. Wesley Opening morning service. COME, let us join with one accord In hymns around the throne ! This is the day our rising Lord Hath made and calfd his own. 2 This is the day which God hath blest, The brightest of the seven, Type of that everlasting rest The saints enjoy in heaven. 3 Then let us in his name sing on, And hasten to that day 228 i-nmii. When our Redeemer shall conic down, And shadows pass aw ay. 4 No1 one. but all our days below, Let us in hymns employ : And in our Lord rejoicing go To his eternal joy. 315 Six 7s. Xr Opening morning service, SAFELY through another week God has brought as on our way; Let us now a bleeding seek. Waiting in Ins courts to-day: Day of all the week the best, lanhlem of eternal rest 2 While we seek supplies of grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name; Show thy reconciling face — Take away our sin and shame; From our worldly cares Bel free, May we rest tins day in thee. 3 Here we conn4 thy nana1 to praise; Let us feel thy presence near: May thy gtory meet our eyes. While we in thy house appear: Here afford us. Lord, a tasle Of our everlasting feast 4 May the gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints, — Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints : Tim- let ;iil our sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above. THE SABBATH. 229 316 L. M, J. Stennett. Opening morning service. ANOTHER six days' work is done ; Another sabbath is begun : Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest ; Improve the day thy God hath blest. 2 O that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies ; And draw from Christ that sweet repose Which none but he that feels it knows ! 3 This heavenly calm within the breast Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 4 In holy duties let the day, In holy comforts, pass away ; How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 317 Four 6s & two 8s. Hey ward. Opening morning service. WELCOME, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest ; 1 hail thy kind return ! Lord, make these moments blest. From the low train of mortal toys I soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace ; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face : Let sinners feel thy quick'ning word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 230 W8TiTi/n< • 3 Descend, celestial Dove, \\ ilh all thy quick ninur pow< Disclose a Saviour's loi e, And bless tlif sacred hours: Then shall my soul new life obtain, Nor sabbaths he indulged in vain. 318 Six 8s. Sto.i.k. Opening morning service, GREAT God, this hallow'd day of thine Demands our souls' collected powers, May we employ in works divine These solemn and devoted hours : O may our souls adoring own The grace which calls us to thy throne ! 2 Hence, ye vain cares and trifles, fly! Where God resides, appeal no more: Omniscient Lord, thy piercing \ Doth every secret thought explore; O may thy grace our thoughts refine, And fix our hearts on things divine ! 319 Four 6s & two 8s. Watts. Psahn lxxxiv. IORD of the worlds above. J How pleasant and how lair The dwellings of thy loi Thine earthly temples, arc ! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires, To see my God. 2 0 happy souls that pray \\ here ( rod appoints to hear! O happy men that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee .still : And happy they That love the way To Zion's hill. THE SABBATH. 231 3 They go from strength to strength Through tins dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears : O glorious seat, When God our King Shall thither bring Our willing feet ! 4 To spend one sacred day Where God and saints abide Affords diviner joy Than thousand days beside : Where God resorts, I love it more To keep the door Than shine in courts. 320 L. M. Watts. Psalm xcii. SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing, To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth by night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; O may my 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 ! How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 4 Then I shall share a glorious part When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. o Then shall I see, and hear, and know, All I desired or wish'd below ; And every power find sweet employ Ji that eternal world of joy. 21)2 iv-ini no 321 CM. Watts. Pi 'm cxviil 2 L 1'IIIS is tln« day the Lord hath made, lie calls die hours his o\\ n ; Let heaven rejoice, Lei earth be glad, And piaiae surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose and lefl the dead, And Satan's empire feD : To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son ; Help as, O Lord, descend, and hring Salvation i'roin thy throne ! 32> C. M. dWaui, Rev. i. 10. MAY I throughout this day of thine Be in thy Spirit. Lord : Spirit of humble Tear divine. That trembles at thy word: — 2 Spirit of faith, my heart to raise, And fix on things above ; Spirit of sacrifice and praise, ( ft holiness and love 3-j:* l. m. w In ike sanctuary* TM"R from my thoughts, vain world, begOM I Let my religious hours alone : Lain would my eyes my Saviour see; I wait a visit, Lord, from thee. THE SABBATH. ^33 2 My heart grows warm Avith holy fire, And kindles with a pure desire : Come, my dear Jesus, from above, And feed my soul with heavenly love. 3 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare ! How sweet thine entertainments are ! Never did angels taste above Redeeming grace and dying love. 324 L. M. Doddridge. The eternal sabbath. THINE earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love ; But there 's a nobler rest above ; To that our lab'ring souls aspire, With ardent pangs of strong desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress ; Nor sin nor hell shall reach the place ; No sighs shall mingle with the songs Which warble from immortal tongues. io' 3 No rude alarms of raging foes ; No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun, But sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 O long-expected day, begin ; Dawn on these realms of wo and sin : Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest with God. 234 '*']IE 0O8PBL CALL. sl.( TloX V. 21) c ®O0ptl Call. 325 Four 6fl & two 8b, C. Wesley Tht I)LOW ye the trumpet, blow, ) The gladly solemn Bound; Let all the nations know. To earth's remotest bound, Tlic 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 through 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 liberty receive, And sate in Jesus dwell. And bless'd in Jesus live; The year of jubilee is come : Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 Ye who have sold for uaught Your heritage above, Receive it hack unbought, The nit't of JeSUS1 lo\ e : The vT'ar of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd Burners, home. THE GOSPEL CALL. ^35 6 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of heavenly grace ; And, saved from earth, appear Before your Saviour's face ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom' d sinners, home. 326 L- M. C. Wesley The gospel supper. SINNERS, obey the gospel word ! Haste to the supper of my Lord ; Be wise to know your gracious day ; All tilings are ready ; come away. 2 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 your hardness to remove ; T' 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 bless'd 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 !" 327 L. M. C. Wesley Concluded. (1 OME, O ye sinners, to your Lord. J In Christ to paradise restored ; His proffer'd benefits embrace, The plenitude of gospel grace : 23() THE GOSPEL CALL. 2 A pardon written with his blood, The iavonr and the peace of Cod; The seeing eye the feeling sense, The mystic joys of penitence: 3 The godly tear, the pleasing smart. The meltings of a broken heart; The tears that tell yonr sins forgiven; The sighs that waft yonr sonls to heaven 4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress ; Tlr unutterable tenderness; The genuine, meek humility; The wonder, u Why such love to me!" 5 Th' o'erwhehning 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. 328 L- M. C. Wesley The hearty ire/come. COME, sinners, to the gospel least; Let every sou] be .Ions' guest: Ye need not one be lefl behind, For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 Sent by my Lord, on yon I call; The invitation is to all : Come, all the world! eome. sinner, thou! All things in Christ are ready now. 3 Come, all ye sonls by sin opprost. Ye restless wand'rers alter rest, Ye poor, and maiin'd. and halt, and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find 4 My message as from Cod receive:- Ye all may come to Christ and live: () let his love yonr hearts constrain. Nor sillier him to die in vain ! THE GOSPEL CALL. 237 5 See him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding sacrifice ! His offer' d benefits embrace, And freely now be saved by grace ! 329 C. M. Steele. And yet there is room. YE wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast ! Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For every humble guest. 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls, he bids you come : O stay not back, though fear alarms ! For yet there still is room. 3 O come, and with his children taste The blessings of Ins love ; While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above ! 4 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, In 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. 330 8s, 7s, & 4s. Hart. The invitation. COME, ye sinners, poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power ; He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 238 THE GOSPEl QxLL. 2 Ncnw ye needy, come and welcome ( kkPa free bounty glorifj True belief and true repentance, Erery grace thai brings you nigh, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy 3 Let not conscience make you linger Nor of fitness fondly dream : AW 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^ Bruised and mangled by the fall, If yon tarry lill you're better, You will never come at all ; Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call 5 Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Maker prostrate lies! On the bloody tree behold him ! Hear him erv before he dies, "It is finish'dr Sinners, will not this suffice ? 6 Lo ! th" incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his Mood ; Venture on him. venture freely, Let no other trust intrude : None hut Jesus ( 'nn do helpless sinners good 7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sing the praises erf the Lamb, \\ bile the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name : Ballelujah! Sinners here may do the same. THE GOSPEL CALL. 239 331 L. M. C. Wesley. Isaiah lv. 1-3. HO ! every 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 lab'ring, 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. 332 L. M. C. Wesley. Concluded. TTrHY seek ye that which is not bread, VV Nor can your hungry souls sustain ? On ashes, husks, and air ye feed ; Ye spend your little all in vain. 2 In search of empty joys below, Ye toil with unavailing strife : Whither, all ! whither would ye go ? I have the words of endless life. 3 Hearken to me with earnest care, And freely eat substantial food ; The sweetness of my mercy share, And taste that I alone am good. 240 T,li: 0O1F1L CALL. 4 1 hid j <>ii nil my goodness prove ; My promises for ;ill are free : Come, taste the ni;iiin;i of my 1<»\ <\ And lei your souls delight in me. 5 Your willing eai and heart incline. My words believingly receive ; Quicken'd your souls by faith divine, An everlasting life shall li\e. 333 < M ^Vatts Isaiah lv. 1-3. LET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds \\ i t J i an inviting voice. 2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls, That iced upon the Wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To iill an empty mind ; 3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepared A soul-revn Log feast; And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho! ye that pant lor living streams. And pine away ami 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, in abundance, Hows Like Hoods of milk and wine. G The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day : Lord, we are come io seek supp And drive OUT w ants aw :i\ . THE GOSPEL CALL. 5241 334 CM. E. Jonep Come to Jesus. COME, humble sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve, — Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, And make this last resolve : 2 I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose ; I know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose : 3 Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, And there my guilt confess ; I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, Without his sovereign grace : 4 I'll to the gracious King approach, Whose sceptre pardon gives ; Perhaps he may command my touch, And then the suppliant lives. 5 Perhaps he may admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer; But if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 6 I can but perish if I go, I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away I know I must for ever die. 7 But if I die with mercy sought, When I the King have tried, This were to die (delightful thought !) As sinner never died. 335 C M. C Weelfy The chief of sinners invited. LOVERS of pleasure more than God. For you he suffer'd pain ; p n 242 ™'; GOSPEL CALL. Swearers, for JTOtl ho spilt his blood; And shall be bleed in vain ? 2 Misers, bis life lor jrou be paid, Youi basest critnes be bore ; Drunkards, jrew sins on him were laid, That you might sin no more. 3 The God of love, to earth he came, Thai yon might come to beaveii: Believe, believe in Jesus' name, And all your sin 's forgiven. 1 Believe in Him who died fox thee, And sure as he hath died, Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free, And thou art justified 336 Six 8s. C. Wesley. The universal invitation, SEE, sinners, in the gospel glass, The Friend and Saviour of mankind ! Not one of all tlr apostate race But may in him salvation find! His thoughts, and words, and actions, prove, His life and death — that God IS love. 2 Behold the Lamb trf* God, wh<» bears The sins of all the world away ! A servant's form be meekly wears, 1 le Bojourns in a bouse of clay : I li< glory is no longer seen, But Bod with God is man with men. 3 See where the (led incarnate standi. And calls his wand'ring creatures home ; lie all day long spreads out his hands: Come, weary BOUls, to JesUS come ! THE GOSPEL CALL. 243 Ye all may hide you in his breast ; Believe, and he will give you rest. 4 " Ah ! do not of my goodness doubt, My saving grace for all is free ; I will in nowise cast him out That comes a sinner unto me : 1 can to none myself deny ; Why, sinners, will ye perish, why ?" 337 Six 8s. C. Wesley. The universal invitation. SINNERS, believe the gospel word, Jesus is come your souls to save ! Jesus is come, your common Lord ; Pardon ye all through him may have, — May now be saved, whoever will : This man receiveth sinners still. 2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor. Flock to the Friend of human kind, And freely all accept their cure ! To whom did he his help deny? Whom, in his days of flesh, pass by f" 3 Did not his word the fiends expel, The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead ? Did he not all their sickness heal, And satisfy their every need ? Did he reject his helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away ? 4 Nay, but his bowels yearn'd to see The people hungry, scatter'd, faint: Nay, but he utter'd over thee, Jerusalem, a true complaint ; Jerusalem, who shedd'st his blood, That, with his tears, for thee hath flow'd 24 L THE OOflKB i ALL. 338 S. M. Watts. Isaiah rl v. 21-25, THE Lord on high proclaims His Godhead from his throne; '• Mercy and justice arc the names By which I will be known. 2 uYe dying souls, that sit In darkness and distress, Look, from the borders of the pit. To my recovering grace.'1 3 Sinners shall hear the sound : Their thankful tongues shall own. " Onr righteousness and strength are found In thee, the Lord, alone." 4 In thee shall Israel trust, And see their guill forgiven ; God will pronounce the sinners just, And take the saints to heaven. 339 S. M. Watts Invitation ami warning, 11HE Lord declares his will, And keeps the world in awe ; Amidst the smoke on Sinai's hill Breaks out his fiery law. •2 The Lord reveals his face, And. smiling from aboi »S'iids down the gospel of his mace, Th* epistles of his love. 3 These sacred words impart ( >ur Maker's just commands ; The pity of his melting heart. And vengeance of his hands. THE GOSPEL CALL. 245 4 We read the heavenly word, We take the offer'd grace, Obey the statutes of the Lord, And trust his promises. 340 C. M. Steele. The free invitation, THE Saviour calls — let every ear Attend the heavenly sound ; Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, Here streams of bounty flow ; And life, and health, and bliss, impart To banish mortal wo. 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise To ease your every pain ; (Immortal fountain ! full supplies !) Nor shall you thirst in vain. 4 Ye sinners, come ; 'tis mercy's voice, The gracious call obey : Mercy invites to heavenly joys — And can you yet delay ? 5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts f To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts ; And drink, and never die. 341 C. M. Watts The free invitation. JESUS, thy blessings are not few, Nor is thy gospel weak : Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, And bow th' aspiring Greek. 246 DDS B08PBL CAUL 2 Wide as the reacli of Satan's race Doth thy Balvation flow ; 'Tis not confined to sex or age, The lofty 01 the low. 3 While grace is offered to the prince, The poor may take their share ; No mortal has a ju>t pTeteno- To perish in despair. 4 Come, all ye vilest sinners* come; No '11 form your souls anew : His gOfipe] and his heart have room Tor rebels Mich as you. 3-4:2 10*,V in. C.WB8LSY J> tus recommend* come unto me !" 4 O let me commend My Saviour to you; The publican's Friend, And Advocate too : For you he is pleading His merits and death" With God interceding For sinners beneath 5 Then let OS suhmit His glBCe to receive; Fall down at his feet, And -ladly helieve : A\ e all are forgiven For Jeans's sake: Our title to heaven, His merits We take. THE GOSPEL CALL. 247 343 10s & lis. C. Wesley. " This man receiveth sinners." \fE neighbors and friends, To Jesus draw X near ; His love condescends, By titles so dear, To call and invite you His triumph to prove, And freely delight you In Jesus's love. 2 The blind are restored Through Jesus's name ; They see their dear Lord, And folio av the Lamb ; The halt — they are walking, And running their race ; The dumb — they are talking Of Jesus's grace. 3 The deaf hear his voice, And comfortmg word ; It bids them rejoice Li Jesus their Lord : " Thy sins are forgiven, Accepted thou art ;" They listen, and heaven Springs up in their heart. 4 The lepers from all Their spots are made clean ; The dead by his call Are raised from their sin ; In Jesus' compassion The sick find a cure ; And gospel-salvation Is preach'd to the poor. 5 O Jesus, ride on, Till all are subdued ; Thy mercy make known, And sprinkle thy blood ; Display thy salvation, And teach the new song To every nation, And people, and tongue. 344 Six 7s. C. Wesley Fly to Jesus. EARY souls that wander wide From the central point of bliss, Turn to Jesus crucified, Fly to those dear wounds of his ; i *2 IS THE 908PEL call. Sink into the purple flood ; Rise into the fife erf ( rod 2 Find in Christ the way of peace, Peace unspeakable, unknot d ! By bis i >;iin he gives \ *>n ease. Life by his expiring groan ; Rise exalted by bis fall, Find in ( Ini-I your all in all. :; ( ) believe the record true, ( tod to you his Son hath given ; Ye may now ho happy too ; Find on earth the life of heaven : J jvo the life of heaven abot o. All the liio of glorious love 4 This the universal Mi--. Bliss for every soul designed : God's primeval promise tin's. God's great niti to nil mankind Bless'd in ( Jhrisl this moment ho. Bless'd to all eternity! 345 7». C. Wiislet The expostulation. SENNERS, turn, why will ye die? God. your Maker, asks \^u why! God. who did your being give, Made yen with bimselfto live, — 1 [e the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands, Why, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross bis love, and die ? 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die I ( rod, your Sai Lour, asks you why f ( lod, who did your souls retrieve 1 Wed himself that ye might live. THE GOSPEL CALL. 249 Will ye let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ? God, the Spirit, asks you why ! He who all your lives hath strove, Woo'd you to embrace his love : Will ye not his grace receive ? Will ye still refuse to live ? Why, ye long-sought sinners, why Will ye grieve your God, and die ? 346 7s. C. Wesley Continued. LET the beasts their breath resign, Strangers to the life divine ; Who their God can never know, Let their spirits downward go. Ye for higher ends were born ; Ye may all to God return ; Dwell with him above the sky : Why will ye for ever die ? 2 Ye on whom he favours showers, Ye, possess'd of nobler powers ; Ye, of reason's powers possess'd , Ye, with will and mem'ry bless'd ; Ye, with finer sense endued, Creatures capable of God : Noblest of his creatures, why, ' Why will ye for ever die ? 3 Ye who own his record true ; Ye, his chosen people too ; Ye, who call the Saviour, Lord ; Ye, who read his written word ; ll* 250 THf- ' ' >viA- * -u- Ic, who see tli*- gospel light; ( l;tiiii a crown in Jesus^ right : Why will j I hristinnn why "Will the house «>i Israel die I 341 7s. c. Wi 1A II AT could your Redeemer do. m More than he hath done lor you I To procure your peace with God, Could he more than shed his blood I If your death were his delight, WOuld he you to lite invite \ Would Ik* ask, beseech, and ay, "Why will ye resolve to die ' 2 Sinners, turn, while God is near: Dare not think him insincere: Now, e'en now. your Saviour stands, All daylong he spreads his hands; C nes. - Ye will not happy ho ; \ -. ye will not cofne to me. — Me, who lite to none deny : Why will ye resolve to die ' ' o Can ye doubt it' ( rod is love ! If to all his bowels mo\ ■■ WiB yo not \\'\< word recehn \\ ill ye not Us oath behev< Bee, the suff'ring ( rod appeam ; J( -ii- weeps : betiei e bus tours ! Mingled with his blood, they cry. k- Why will ye resolve to die .'" 348 C. M. Montsombbv Wortk of the soul. HAT is the thing of greatest price, The whole creation round i \\ THE GOSPEL CALL. 251 That which was lost in Paradise, That which in Christ is found : 2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath — That keeps two worlds at strife ; Hell moves beneath to work its death, Heaven stoops to give it life. 3 God, to reclaim it, did not spare His well-beloved Son ; Jesus, to save it, deign'd to bear The sins of all in one. 4 The Holy Spirit seal'd the plan, And pledged the blood divine, To ransom every soul of man ; — That price was paid for mine. 5 And is this treasure borne below, In earthen vessels frail ? Can none its utmost value know, Till flesh and spirit fail? 6 Then let us gather round the cross, That knowledge to obtain ; Not by the soul's eternal loss, But everlasting gain. 349 L. M. Grigu Revelation iii. 20. BEHOLD a Stranger at the door ! He gently knocks, has knock'd before Has waited long — is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 O lovely attitude ! He stands With melting heart and bleeding hand* O matchless kindness ! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes ! 3 But will he prove a Friend indeed? He will ; the very Friend you need ; 252 TJ1,; BOGPBL ( AI*I* The Friend ofsinnen — yesj 'tis He, With garments A\cd on ( 'alvary. 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine; Turn out his enemy and thine, Thai soul-destroying monster, sin, And let the heavenly Stranger in. ~> Admit him, ere Ids anger burn; His feel departed, ne'er return ; Admit him, or the hour's at hand. You'll at his d<»or rejected stand. 350 C. M. C. tfuLsr. & • lotion iii. 20. C1< >ME, let us who in Christ heli« J Our common Saviour praif To Him, with joyful voices, give The glory of his grace. 2 He now stands knocking at the door Of every sinner's heart : The worst need keep him out no more. Or force him to depart 3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice. field to be saved from sin ; In sure and certain hope rejoice, That thou will enter in. •1 Come quickly in. thou heavenly (iuest. Nor ever hence rein<>\ e : But sup with us. and let the least Be everlasting Love. 35 J L M. OOLLVH. •• ll> turn UfUo "DETURN, 0 wanderer, return! Il And seek an injured Father's fa Those warm desires that in thee burn \\ ere kindled by reclaiming grace. THE GOSPEL CALL. 253 2 Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart ; His pitying eyes thy grief discern, His hand shall heal thine inward smart, 3 Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear ; 'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn ;' Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 352 lis & 10s. Moore Come, ye disconsolate. COME, ye disconsolate,where'er ye languish Come, and at God's altar fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ; Earth has no sorrow that Heav'n cannot heal. 2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, Here speaks the Comforter, in God's name saying, Earth has no sorrow that Heav'n cannot cure. 3 Go, ask the infidel what boon he brings us — What charm for aching hearts he can reveal, Sweet as the heavenly promise hope sings us. Earth has no sorrow that God cannot heal. 353 C. M. Fawcett. Urgent appeal DINNERS, the voice of God regard ; U 'Tis mercy speaks to-day ;. He calls you by his sacred word From sin's destructive way. 25 I 1MB GOSPEL CAM.. 2 Like (fac lOUgfa sea that cannot rest, You live devoid of peace ; A thousand stings within your breast Deprive your soala of ease * 3 Your way is dark, and loads to hell: Why will you persevere I Can you in endless torments dwell, Shut up in hlack despair I 4 Why will you in the crooked ways Of sin and lolly go } In pain you travel all your days, To reap eternal wo. 5 But he that turns to God shall live Through bis abounding grace: His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those that seek his lace. G Bow to the sceptre of his word, Renouncing every sin; Submit to him. your sovereign Lord, And learn his will divine. 354 L. M. Dwight " \nir is the accepted time." WHILE life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and pence is given : But soon, ah soon, approaching night Shall hlot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how bless'd the day! Bow sweet the gospel's charming SOlUld! Come, sinners. baste, () baste away, While yet a pard'ning God is found 3 Soon, home on time's most rapid wiim. Shall death command you to the irrave, Before his bar your spirits bfing And none he found to hear or save. THE GOSPEL CALL. 255 4 In that lone land of deep despair No sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, No God regard your bitter prayer, No Saviour call you to the skies. 355 S. M. Doddridge "Noio is the day of salvation" TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine, Lodged in thy sovereign hand, And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; O ! make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 Since on this winged hour Eternity is hung, Waken by thy almighty power The aged and the young. 4 One thing demands our care ; O ! be it still pursued, Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renew'd. 5 To Jesus may we fly, Swift as the morning light, Lest life's young golden beam should die In sudden, endless night. 356 8s, 7s, & 4s. Gooit. Psalm 1. 16, 17, 20, 21. "TT7HY, O sinner, me profaning, \'V Why, says God, my statutes name? Why my cov'nant grace disdaining. Still my cov'nant grace proclaim ? Hating counsel ; All my laws exposed to shame. 2»")(j Tin: 0O8PEL CALL. 2 Long in silence I have waited. Long thy guilt in secret grown; Till thy heart, with pride elated. Thought my counsels like thy own; I'll reprove thee, Till thy crimes exact arc known. 3 Sinners, hear Jehovah speaking! Ye who, thoughtless, God despise! Hear, lest, in his wrath awaking, Vengeance rend you as it flies; None can save you, If his arm to judgment rise. 357 C- M Doddridge Acts xvii. 30, 31. "REPENT, the voice celestial criea, _X No longer dare delay : The wretch that scorns the mandate dies; — And meets a fiery day. 2 The summons goes through all the eai th, Let earth attend and fear; Listen, ye men of royal birth, And let your vassals hear. 3 Together in his presence bow, And all your guilt con less; Accept the offer'd Saviour now, Nor trifle with the grace. 4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar : For mercy knows the appointed hound, And turns to vengeance there. 358 C. M- DODDIUDGE. Romans ii. 4, 5. UNCI R IlTEFTJL sinners, whence this scorn Of long-extended grace ' THE GOSPEL CALL. 257 And whence this madness, that insults Th' Almighty to his face ? 2 Is it because his patience waits, And pitying bowels move, You multiply audacious crimes, And spurn his richest love ? 3 Is all the treasured wrath so small, You labour still for more, Though not eternal rolling years Can e'er exhaust the store ? 4 Swift doth the day of vengeance come, Which must your sentence seal ; And righteous judgment, now unknown, In all its pomp reveal. ^ Alarm'd and melted at thy voice, Our conquer' d hearts would bow ; And to escape the Thunderer then, Embrace the Saviour now. 359 S. M. Doddridge, The warning. AND will the Judge descend ? And must the dead arise ? And not a single soul escape Ilis all-discerning eyes ! — 2 And from his righteous lips Shall this dread sentence sound, And through the millions of the damn'd Spread black despair around? — 3 " Depart from me, accursed, To everlasting flame, For rebel-angels first prepared, Where mercy never came." 4 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, Q 258 TI1I: QOfiPBL ( all. When earth and heaven before hie tape, Astonish'd, shrink away '. 5 Bui ere that trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead. IJ ark. from the gospel's gentle voice What joyful tidings spread ' 6 Ye sinners, seek his grace. Whose wrath ye cannot hear; Fly to the shelter of his era And find salvation there. "V. /• ///// lih ." HASTEN, sinner, to be wise; Stay not for the morrow's sun; Wisdom, if thou still desp J larder IS she to be WOOL 2 Hasten, mercy to implore : Stay not for the morrow's sun; Lest thy season should be o'er Ere this evening's stage be run. 3 Hasten, sinner, to return : Stay not for the morrow "s miii ; Lest thy lamp should cease to hum Ere salvation's w ork is done. 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest ; Stay not for the morrow's sun; Lest the curse should thee arrest Ere the morrow is begun. 3(;i Bs, 7s, \ Is. Ni.u roM vp f thy G DAY of judgment, day of wonders! Hark ! the trumpet's aw till sound. THE GOSPEL CALL. 259 Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round ! How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound! 2 See the Judge our nature wearing, Clothed in majesty divine ! You who long for his appearing Then shall say, " This God is mine." Gracious Saviour, Own me in that day for thine ! 3 At his call, the dead awaken, — Rise to life from earth and sea ; All the powers of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee : Careless sinner, What will then become of thee ? 362 L. M. Doddridge Grieving for the transgressors. ARISE, my tend'rest thoughts, arise ; To torrents melt, my streaming eyes ; And thou, my heart, with anguish feel Those evils which thou canst not heal. 2 See human nature sunk in shame ; See scandals pour'd on Jesus' name ; The Father wounded through the Son, The world abused, the soul undone. 3 See the short course of vain delight Closing in everlasting night — In flames, that no abatement know, Though briny tears for ever flow. 4 My God, I feel the mournful scene ; My bowels yearn o'er dying men ; And fain my pity would reclaim, And snatch the firebrands from the flame. 2(!() Till- Q08PEL CALL. 6 Bui feeble my compassion provn And can but weep where most it loves; Thy own all-saying arm employ, And turn these drops of grief to joy. 3G3 CM. Cowpffa Befon />/■' aching /<> the '/<>> Gli ACE is a plant, where'er it grows^ Of pure and heavenly mot : But fairest in the youngest shows. And yields the sweetest fruit 2 Ye careless ones, O hear betimes The voice of sovereign love ! Your youth is stain'd witb many crim< But mere\ reigns above. 3 True, you are young, but there's a stone Within the youngest breast; Or hall' the crimes which you have done Would rob you of your rest. 4 For you the public prayer is made, O join the public prayer ! For you the secret tear is shed, O shed yourselves a tear! 5 We pray that you may early prove The Spirit's power to loach : You cannot he too young to love That JesUS whom we preach. 304 C. M. DoDDiJDGP Bt ' ritim:' to thi yoM n g*. "\^E hearts with youthful rigour warn. In smiling crowds draw near. And turn from every mortal charm, A Sa\ iour's voice to hear. THE GOSPEL CALL. 261 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, Stoops to converse with you ; And lays his radiant glories by, Your friendship to pursue. 3 " The soul that longs to see my face, Is sure my love to gain ; And those that early seek my grace, Shall never seek in vain." 4 What object, Lord, my soul should move, If once compared with thee ? What beauty should command my love. Like what in Christ I see ? 5 Away, ye false, delusive toys, Vain tempters of the mind ! 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, And here true bliss I find. 365 C. M. Gibbons. Eccles. xii. 1. I N the soft season of thy youth, In nature's smiling bloom, Ere age arrives, and trembling waits Its summons to the tomb, — Remember thy Creator now ; For him thy powers employ ; Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, Thy confidence, and joy. 2 He shall defend and guide thy youth Through life's uncertain sea, Till thou art landed on the coast Of bless'd eternity. Then seek the Lord betimes, and choost, The path of heavenly truth ; This earth affords no lovelier sight Than a religious youth. 262 THI: flOBMtt CALL. /;<'-/•< ( vt mug st mum, npHOB BOD Of God, Whose flanging eyes _L Our inmost thoughts perceive, Accept ilic everting sacrifice Which now to thee we give. 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, And think ourselves sincere : But show ns. Lord, is every one Thy real Worshipper I 3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, NOr feels his want of thee ; A stranger to the blood which bought His pardon on the tr< 4 Convince him now of unbelief] Bis desp'rate state explain ; And fill his hefftt with sacred grief, And penitential pain. 5 Speak with that voice that wakes the dead, And hid the sleeper rise : And hid his guilty conscience dread The death that never dieft 6 Extort the cry. M What must he done To save a wretch like me \ How shall a trembling sinner shun That endless misery ? 7 "I must this instant now begin Out of my sleep to wake. And turn to ( rod, and every sin Continually forsake : H - I must for faith incessant cry, And wrestle; Lord, with thee; must be horn again, or die To all eternity!" THE GOSPEL CALL. 263 367 C. I\l C. Wesley. Before preaching to formalists. THE men who slight thy faithful word, In their own lies confide, These are the temple of the Lord, And heathens all beside ! 2 The temple of the Lord are these, The only church and true, Who live in pomp, and wealth, and ease, And Jesus never knew ! 3 O wouldst thou, Lord, reveal their sins, And turn their joy to grief; The world, the Christian world, convince Of damning unbelief! 4 The formalists confound, convert, And to thy people join ; And break, and fill the broken heart With confidence divine ! 368 C. M. C. Wesley Before an awakening sermon. C1 OME, O thou all-victorious Lord, J 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, i\nd then with sacred peace. 264 Tln '< CALL. 5 ImpoVrish, Lord, and then relieve. And then enrieli llie poor; The knowledge of our sickness give, The knowledge of om 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 desp'rate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiven : By perfect holiness prepare, And take us up to heavea 369 L.M. C.Yu:ii7 Before an inviting 9( rmon. SHEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye, The thousands of our Israel Bee; To thee, in their behalf Ave cry. Ourselves but newly found in thee. 2 See where o'er desert wastes they err, And neither food nor feeder have ; Nor fold nor place of refuge near; For no man cares their souls to save. 3 Thy people, Lord, are sold for naught; Nor know they their Redeemer oigh : They perish whom thyself hasl bought; Their souls tor lack of knowledge die. I Why should the foe thy purchase seize Remember, Lord, thy dying groans: The meed of all 1 1 1 > sufFrings thee O claim them for thj ransom'd ones! 5 Still let the publicans draw near: ( )pen the doer of faith mid heaven : And grant their hearts thy word t() hear And witness all their sins forgiven. THE GOSPEL CALL. 265 370 C. M. C. Wesley. Before an inviting sermon. JESUS, Redeemer of mankind, Display thy saving power ; Thy mercy let these outcasts find, And know their gracious hour. 2 All ! give them, Lord, a longer space, Nor suddenly consume : But let them take the proffer' d grace, And flee the wrath to come. 3 O wouldst thou cast a pitying look, All goodness as thou art, Like that which faithless Peter's broke, On every stony heart ! 4 Who thee beneath their feet have trod, And crucified afresh, Touch with thine all- victorious blood, And turn the stone to flesh. 5 Open their eyes thy cross to see, Their ears to hear thy cries : Sinner, thy Saviour weeps for thee, For thee he weeps and dies. 6 All the day long he meekly stands, His rebels to receive, And shows his wounds, and spreads his hands, And bids you turn and live. 7 Turn, and your sins of deepest dye He will with blood efface : E en now he waits the blood t' apply ; Be saved, be saved by grace ! 8 Be saved from hell, from sin, and fear : He speaks you now forgiven ; Walk with your God, be perfect here, And then come up to heaven. 12 2()() THE GOSPEL CALL. 371 C. M. C.Wesley. Before an inviting termtm, JUS IS. thou all-redeeming Lord, Thy blessing we implore ; Open the door to preach thy word, The great effectual door. 2 Gather the outcasts in. and save From sin and Satan's power; And let theiu QOW acceptance have. And know their gracious hour. 3 Lover of souls ! thou know'st to prize What thou hast bought so dear: Come. then, and in thy people's eye-. With all thy wounds appear! 4 Appear, as when of old confest, The BnfTring Son of God : And let them see thee in thy vest. But newly dipp'd in blood 5 The hardness from their hearts remove, Thou who for all hast died; Show them the tokens of thy iove, Thy feet; thy hands, thy side. 6 Thy feet were nail'd to yonder tree To trample down their sin : Thy hands stretclfd out they all may see, To take thy murd'rers in. 7 Thy side an open fountain is, Where all may freely go, And drink the living streams ofhliaB) And wash them while as snow. 8 Ready thou art the Mood f imply, And prove the record trie : And all thy wounds to sinners cry, "I suller'd this lor you!" PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 267 SECTION VI penitential (Exercises. 372 Six 8s. C.Wesley. Praying for repentance. FATHER of lights, from whom proceeds Whate'er thy every creature needs, — Whose goodness, providently nigh, — Fee ds the young ravens when they cry, — To thee I look, my heart prepare ; Suggest, and hearken to my prayer. 2 Since, by thy light, myself I see Naked, and poor, and void of thee, Thine eyes must all my thoughts survey, Preventing what my lips would say: Thou seest my wants, for help they call, And ere I speak thou know'st them all. 3 Thou know'st the baseness of my mind, Wayward, and impotent, and blind ; Thou know'st how unsubdued my will, Averse to good, and prone to ill ; Thou know'st how wide my passions rove, Nor check' d by fear, nor charm' d by love. 4 Fain would I know, as known by thee, And feel the indigence I see : Fain would I all my vileness own, And deep beneath the burden groan! Abhor the pride that lurks within, Detest, and loathe myself and sin. 5 Ah ! give me, Lord, myself tc feel, My total misery reveal : Ah ! give me, Lord, (I still would say, A heart to mourn, a heart to pray: My business this, my only care, My life, my every breath, be prayer. 268 PliMi i:\iiai. BXB&CISEa 3 7 3 L. At C Wesley. /' yingfor rept ntance, JESUS, my Advocate above, My Friend before the throne of love, If now tor me prevails thy prayer, If now I find thee pleading there, If thou the secret wish convey, And sweetly prompt my heart to pray , Hear, and my weak petitions join, Almighty Advocate, to thine. 2 Fain would I know my utmost ill, And groan my nature's weight to feel! To feel the clouds that round me roll, The night that hangs upon my soul. The darkness of my carnal mind. My will perverse, my passions blind, Scattered o'er all the earth abroad, Immeasurably far from CJod. 3 O sovereign Love, to thee I cry ! Give me thyself, or else I die! Save me from death; from hell set free ! Death, hell, are but the want of* thee. Quicken'd by thy imparted Same; Saved, when possess'd oflhee. I am: My life, my only heaven thou art; O might 1 feel thee in my heart! 374 S" : C.Wesley ying far r> ji> ut ma . HAVIOUK. Prince of Israel's race. O See me from thy lofty throne; ( live the sweet relenting grace, Soften now this bearl of stone ! Stone to flesh, ( ) ( rod, convert ; Cast a look, and break m\ heart ' PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. ^269 2 By thy Spirit, Lord, reprove, All mine inmost sins reveal ; Sins against thy light and love, Let me see, and let me feel ; Sins that crucified my God, Spill'd again thy precious blood. 3 Jesus, seek thy wand 'ring sheep, Make me restless to return ; Bid me look on thee and weep, Bitterly as Peter mourn ; Till I say, by grace restored, " Now, thou know'st, I love thee, Lord." 4 Might I in thy sight appear, As the publican distrest; Stand, not daring to draw near ; Smite on my unworthy breast ; Groan the sinner's only plea, " God be merciful to me !" 5 O remember me for good, Passing through the mortal vale ; Show me the atoning blood When my strength and spirits fail ; Give my gasping soul to see Jesus crucified for me. 375 S. M. C. Wesley. Praying for repentance. OTHAT I could repent, With all my idols part ; And to thy gracious eye present A humble, contrite heart 2 A heart with grief opprest For having grieved my God ; A troubled heart that cannot rest Till sprinkled with thy blood. t270 PENITENTIAL BXB0I8I& 3 Jesus, on me bestow The penitent desire i With true ilncerity of wo My aching breast inspire; 4 With BofVning pity look. And melt my hardness down: Strike with thy love's resistless stroke, And break this heart of stone ! 376 S. M. C. Wesley. Praying for repentance. OTHAT I could repent ! O that I could believe ! Thon, by thy voice omnipotent, The rock in sunder cleave : Thou, by thy two-edged 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 ^o: Grant me my sins to leel. And then the load remove : Wound, and pour in. my wounds to heal, The balm ofpard'ning love. 3 This is thy will, 1 know. That 1 should holy he; Should let my sins this moment go. This moment turn to thee : O might 1 now embrace Thy all-sutlieient power! And never more to sin give place, And never grieve thee more ! PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 271 377 CM. C.Wesley. Praying' for repentance. OFOR that tenderness of heart Which bows before the Lord, Acknowledging how just thou art, And trembling at thy word ! O for those humble, contrite tears, Which from repentance flow ; That consciousness of guilt which fears The long-suspended blow ! 2 Saviour, to me in pity give The sensible distress; The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, And "bid me die in peace : Wilt from the dreadful day remove, Before the evil come ; My spirit hide with saints above, My body in the tomb. 378 S. M. C. Wesley, Praying- for repentance. OTHAT I could revere My much-offended God ! O that I could but stand in fear Of thy afflicting rod ! 2 If mercy cannot draw, Thou by thy threat'ning move : And keep an abject soul in awe, That will not yield to love. 3 Let me with horror fly From every sinful snare ; Nor ever in my Judge's eye My Judge's anger dare. 4 Thou great tremendous God, The conscious awe impart ; 272 PENITKVMAL I. The grace be now on me bestow'd, The tender fleshly heart : 5 For Jesus1 sake alone. The stony heart remove ; And melt, at last, 0 melt me down, Into the mould of love ! 379 . \ Bs. C. Weslet. Praying for repi JESUS, let thy pitying eye ( all hack a wand'ring sheep; False to thee, like Peter, I Would lain like Peter weep. Let me be by grace re-; ore* 1 ; On me be ail [ong-sufFring shown; Turn, and look upon me, Lord. And break my heart of stone. 2 Saviour, Prince, enthroned above Repentance to impart. Give me, through thy dying love. The humble, contrite heart: Give what I have long implored, A portion of thy grief unknown; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of -tone. 3 For thine own compassion's sake, The gracious wonder -how; Cast my sins behind thy back, \nd wash me white as -now ; If thy bowels new are stirr'd. If now I do myself bem< -an. Turn, and look upon me. Lord, And bleak my heart of stone. 4 See me. Saviour, from above, .Nor sutler me to die ! PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 273 Life, and happiness, and love, Drop from thy gracious eye : Speak the reconciling word, And let thy mercy melt me down ; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 5 Look, as when thine eye pursued The first apostate man ; Saw him welt'ring in his blood, And bade him rise again : Speak my paradise restored ; Redeem me by thy grace alone ; Turn, and look upon me, Lord, And break my heart of stone. 6 Look as when thy languid eye Was closed that we might live ; " Father," (at the point to die My Saviour gasp'd,) " forgive !" Surely with that dying word He turns, and looks, and cries, "'Tisdone !'■ O my bleeding, loving Lord, Thou break' st my heart of stone ! 380 L. KL Watts. Psalm li. 1-4. SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass The power and glory of thy grace ; Great God, thy nature hath no bound, So let thy pard'ning love be found. 3 O wash my soul from every sin ! And make my guilty conscience clean ! R 12* 27-1 PEMTLMiAL Buatcists. Hereon my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eves. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace; Lord, should thy judgments grow severe, J am COndemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seise my breath, 1 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. 381 L- ML Watts. Psalm li. 5-a LORD, we are vile, conceived in sin, And born unholy and unclean : Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin gTOW up lor death; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we 're defiled in every part. 3 Great God, create my heart anew, And torni my spirit pure and true; ( > make me wise betimes to - My danger and my remedy' 4 Behold. I fall before thy fi ice ; My only refuge is thy grace : No outward forms can make me clean; The leprosy lies deep within. 6 \o bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast; Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 27 1) Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone ; Thy blood can make me white as snow, No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease ; Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, And make my broken heart rejoice. 382 L. ML Watts. Psalm li. 9-12. OTHOU, who hear'st when sinners cry, Though all my crimes before thee he, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse from sin ; Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart 3 I cannot five without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight ! Thy holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, Thy help and comfort still afford ; And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 383 L. M. Watts. Psalm li. 13-19. A BROKEN heart, my God, my King, 1\ To thee a sacrifice I bring ; The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 27G PENITENTIAL L'XERi I 2 My soul lies humbled in (he dust; And owns thy dreadful sentence just: Look down, <) Lord, with pitying e\«-. And save the soul candeinn'd to die. ;j Then will I tench the world thy ways. Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 4 O may thy love inspire my tongue! Salvation shall ho all my Borig ; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness 384 ( '. WE8I.ET. The resolve. SHALL T. amidst a ghastly hand, Dragg'd to the judgment seat, Far on the loft a\ i th horror stand. My fearful doom to moot \ — 2 Dissolved are nature's closest ties. And bosom-friends forgot, When Clod, the just avenger, cries; Depart, 1 know yon not! — 3 But must I from his glorious face, Prom all his saints retire \ But musl 1 go to my own place In everlasting fire ? — 4 Ah! no; — I still may turn and live, For still hi.^ wrath dela] - ; lie now vouchsafes a kind reprieve, And offers me his grace. 8 I will accept his offers now \ Prom every sin depart ; Perform my oft-repeat< d vow. And render him m\ heart. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 277 6 I will improve what I receive, The grace through Jesus given ; Sure, if with God on earth I live, To live with God in heaven. 385 7s. C. Wesley The invitation accepted. COME, ye weary sinners, come, All who groan beneath your load ; Jesus calls Ins wand'rers home : Hasten to your pardoning God. Come, ye guilty souls, opprest, Answer to the Saviour's call, — " Come, and I will give you rest : Come, and I will save you all." 2 Jesus, full of truth and love, We thy kindest word obey ; Faithful let thy mercies prove ; Take our load of guilt away : Fain we would on thee rely, Cast on thee our every care, To thine arms of mercy fly, Find our lasting quiet there. 3 Burden'd with a world of grief, Burden'd with our sinful load, Burden'd with this unbelief, Burden'd with the wrath of God ; Lo ! we come to thee for ease, True and gracious as thou art ; Now our groaning souls release, Write forgiveness on our heart. 386 CM. C. Weslet. Feeling after God. GOD is in this and every place ! But O, how dark and void ! 278 PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. To me 'tis one greet wilderness, This earth without my Cod. 2 Empty of Him who all things fills, Till he his liixht 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 1 And break my heart of stone. 4 Regard me with a gracious eve, The long-sought blessing give; And bid me, at the point to die, Behold thy face and live. 5 Now, Jesus, now the Father's love Shed in my heart abroad ; The middle wall of sin remove, And let me into God. 387 C. M. C. Wesley, Jliv mg tit e form of godliness. LONG have I seenrd to serve thee, Lord, With unavailing pain : itli unavailing pain : Fasted, and pray'd, and read thy word, And heard it preach'd in vaiu. 2 Oft did I with th' assembly join, And near thy altar drew ; A form of godliness was mine, The power 1 never knew. 3 1 parted in the outward law, .\<>r knew its deep design : The length and breadth 1 never >a\v. And height; of love divine. 4 To please thee thus at length I see, Vainly J hoped and strove; PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 279 For what are outward things to thee, Unless they spring from iove ? 5 I see the perfect law requires Truth in the inward parts ; 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 I now ? what is my hope ?— What can my weakness do ? Jesus, to thee my soul looks up : 'Tis thou must make it new. 388 C. M. C. Wesley. Seeking the power. STILL, for thy loving kindness, Lord, I in thy temple wait : T 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 five to know ; To feel the virtue of thy blood, And spread its praise below ! 4 I wait my vigour to renew, Thine image to retrieve ! The veil of outward things pass through, And gasp in thee to live. 280 n:\ni.VN.\L EXfcRCISl G I work: and own the labour vain And thus from works I cease : L strive; and Bee my fruitless pain, Till God create my peace. 6 Fruitless, till thou thyself impart, Must all my eltbrts prove : They cannot change B sinful heart, They cannot purchase love. 7 I do the things thv 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 between Hie Father's wrath and me ! Jesus, thou great eternal Bfean, 1 look for all from thee ! 389 S. ML C. Wuu The humbh d Pharu MY izracious. loving Lord. To thee what shall I say ! Well may I tremble at thy word, And scarce presume to pray! 2 Yes, Lord, well mighl T fear. Fear e'en to ask thy grace ; So oft have 1, alas! drawn near, And moek'd thee to thy face. 3 With all pollutions stain'd, Thy hallow'd courts I trod; Thy name and temple I profaned, And dared to call thee (iod. 4 My nature I ohey'd ; My own desires pursued ; And still a den of thieves I made The hallow'd house of Clod. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 281 5 My sin and nakedness I studied to disguise ; Spoke to my soul a flatt'ring peace, And put out my own eyes. 6 In fig-leaves I appear'd, Nor with my form would part ; But still retain'd a conscience sear'd, A hard, deceitful heart. 390 S. M. C. Wesley Concluded. A GOODLY, formal saint, I long appear'd in sight ; By self and Satan taught to paint My tomb, my nature, white. 2 The Pharisee within Still undisturb'd remain'd ; The strong man, arm'd with guilt of sin, Safe in his palace reign'd. 3 But O ! the jealous God In my behalf came down ; Jesus himself the stronger showed And claim'd me for Ins own. 4 My spirit he alarm'd, And Drought into distress ; He shook and bound the strong man arm'd In his self-righteousness. 5 Faded my virtuous show, My form without the power ; The sin-convincing Spirit blew, And blasted every flower. 6 My mouth was stopp'd, and shame Cover'd my guilty face ; I fell on the atoning Lamb, And I was saved by grace. 2Sz2 ri:.\ni.MiAL BXKBCISBa :^J1 C. If. Addison. ( 'nutrition. ¥11 KN. risinir from the bed of deafly O'erwhelm'd with izuilt and fear, 1 view my Maker bee to bo O how shall I appear! 2 If yet, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought. My soul with inward horror shrinks. And trembles at the thought : o When thou, O Lord, shaft stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, O how shall I appear! 4 O may my broken, contrite heart, Timely my sins lament, And early with repentant tears, Eternal wo prevent. 5 Behold the sorrows of my heart, Ere yet it be too late ; And hear my Saviour's dying irroan, To give those sorrows weight ! 6 For never shall my soul despair Her pardon to secure, Who knows thine only Son hath died To make that pardon sore. 2\)\> - 7a, aWnin TEARTS of stone, relent, relent, I 1 Break, by Jeans' cross subdued. See his body mangled, rent; Cover'd with a gOK of blood ! Sillfa] soul what bast tboii done I Murder'd God's eternal Son. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 283 2 Yes, your sins have done the deed, Drove the nails that fix'd him here, Crown'd with thorns his sacred head, Pierced him with the soldier's spear, Made his soul a sacrifice ; For a sinful world he dies. 3 Shall we let him die in vain ? Still to death pursue our God? Open tear his wounds again, Trample on his precious blood ? No ; with all our sins we part — Saviour, take my broken heart ! 393 L. M. Hart. Hardness of heart lamented, OF OR a glance of heavenly day, To take this stubborn heart away, And thaw with beams of love divine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine ! 2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake ; The seas can roar ; the mountains shake ■ Of feeling, allr things show some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, O Lord, an adamant would melt! But I can read each moving line, And nothing moves this heart of mine. 4 Thy judgments, too, unmoved I hear, (Amazing thought!) which devils fear; Goodness and wrath in vain combine To stir this stupid heart of mine. 6' But something yet can do the deed ; And that bless'd something much I need Thy Spirit can from dross refine, And melt and change this heart of mine 284 ri:MTi:.NTi.\L BXE&CISES. 391 S. AC Wksley. 8um tub ring the heart WW EN Bball thy Love constrain, And force me to thy breast '. A\ hen shall my boh] return again To her eternal rest ? 2 Ah! what avails my strife, My wand'ring to and I'm? Thou hast the words of endless life: A\i ! whither should I go? 3 Thy condescending grace To me did freely move ; It calls me still to seek thy face, And stoops to ask my love. 4 Lord, at thy feet I fall, I groan to he set free : I fain would now obey the call, And give up all lor thee. 5 To rescue me from wo, Thou didst with all things part, Didst lead a sufTring lite below, To gain my worthless heart. 6 My worthless heart to gain, The God of all that breathe "Was found in fashion as a man, And died a cursed death. 395 s. m. c. W*»w I ' ichi'h (I. AND can 1 vet delay My little all to give? To tear my SOU] from earth away Tor JeSUS to receive ! PENITENTIAL EXERC/SES. 285 2 Nay, but I yield, I yield ! I can hold out no more : I sink, by dying love compell'd, And own thee conqueror ! 3 Though late, I all forsake ; My friends, my all resign ; Gracious Redeemer, take, O take, And seal me ever thine ! 4 Come, and possess me whole, Nor hence again remove : Settle and fix my wav ring soul With all thy weight of love. 5 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. 396 L. M. C.Wesley, Feeling- after Christ. TT7 HEN, gracious Lord, when shall it be \ V That I shall find my all in thee ? The fulness of thy promise prove, The seal of thine eternal love. 2 A poor blind child I wander here, If haply I may feel thee near : O dark ! dark ! dark ! I still must say, 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. 286 HUH! Willi i:\Kia: 1 When from the arm of flash sel free, Jesus* my soul dial! fly to th< Jesos, \\ hen I have lost my all, 1 shall upon thy bosom fail. 3t me out. — A helpless soul that comes to thee. With only sin and misery. 3 Lord, I am sick. — my sickness cure: I want, — do thou enrich the poor: Under thy mighty hand I stoop, O lift the abject sinner up! 4 Lord, I am blind, — be thou my sight: Lord, I am weak. — he thou my might: A helper of the helpless I And let me find my all in thee ! 398 S. M. C Winir, Struggling after Christ. ( H ! whither should I go, . \ Burden'd. and sick, and faint ! To whom should \ my troubles show. And pour out my complaint I My Saviour bids me come : Ah! why do I delay.' He calls the weary sinner home. And yet from him 1 stay' B What b it keeps me back. From w Inch I cannot part ! PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 287 Which will not let the Saviour take Possession of my heart ! Some cursed thing unknown Must surely lurk within ; Some idol which I will not own, Some secret bosom sin. 3 Jesus the hindrance show, Which I have fear'd to see ; And let me now consent to know What keeps me back from thee. Searcher of hearts, in mine Thy trying power display ; Into its darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. 4 I now oelieve in thee Compassion reigns alone ; According to my faith, to me O let it, Lord, be done ! In me is all the bar, Which thou wouldst fain remove ; Remove it, and I sjiall declare That God is only love. 399 Six 8s. C. Wesley The mourner. JESUS, if still the same thou art, If all thy promises are sure, Set up thy kingdom in my heart, And make me rich, for I am poor : To me be all thy treasures given, The kingdom of an inward heaven. 2 Thou hast pronounced the mourners blest, And lo ! for thee I ever mourn; I cannot, no, I will not rest, Till thou, my only rest, return , Till thou, the Prince of peace, appear, And I receive the Comforter. 1'I.Mi I.VHAL I.M.Iit IM 9 When i> th«* hltsacdnrnn, bestowed On all that hanger after th< I hunger now, I thirst for ( ted ; Bee the poor fainting sinner, see ; And satisfy with aidless peac And lill me with thy righteousnt 4 Shine on thy work, disperse fhe gloom; Light in thy lighl J then shall SI Say to my soul. "Thy lighl is Come, Glory divine is risen on tin Thy warfare's past, thy mourning's i Look ii]). lor thou slialt Weep no mere." 400 7s,6«,&8*. ('. Wf.^et Ekmbii TT7BETCHED, helpless, and distn \) Ah! whither shall I fly? Ever gasping alter rest; I cannot find it nigh : Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, Past bound in sin and misery, Friend of sinners, let me find My help, my all. in thee ! 2 I am all nnelean. unclean, Thy purity 1 want : My w hole heart i< sick el" sin. And my whole head is tiii tit : Pull of putrefying son Of bruises, and of wounds, my soul Looks to Jesus; help unplon And gasps to he made whole. 3 In the wilderness I stray ; My foolish heart i> blind : Nothing de I know : the \\;iy < tf peace 1 cannot find: PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 289 /esus, Lord, restore my sight, And take, O take the veil away ! Turn my darkness into light, My midnight into day. 4 Naked of thine image, Lord, Forsaken, and alone : Unrenew'd, and unrestored, I have not thee put on : Over me thy mantle spread, Send down thy likeness from above Let thy goodness be display'd, And wrap me in thy love ! 5 Poor, alas ! thou know'st I am, And would be poorer still ; See my wretchedness and shame, And all my vileness feel. No good thing in me resides, My soul is all an aching void, Till thy Spirit here abides, And I am fill'd with God. 6 Jesus, full of truth and grace, In thee is all I want : Be the wand'rer's resting-place, A cordial to the faint ; Make me rich, for I am poor : In thee may I my Eden find ■ To the dying, health restore, And eyesight to the blind. 7 Clothe me with thy holiness, Thy meek humility ; Put on me this glorious dress, . Endue my soul with thee : Let thine image be restored, Thy name and nature let me prove ; With thy fulness ft Q me, Lord, And perfect me in love. 290 MILMiAL E 401 L M. G Whut \ J"Y sull 'riims all to thee are known, . VL Tempted in efery point like me1 ird my griefj regard thy own : Jesus, remember Calvary ! 2 O call to mind thy earnest prayers Thy agony and sweat of blood! Thy strong and hitter cries and tear.-! Thy mortal groan, M Bfy God ! my Godr 0 For whom didst then the cross endure? Who oail'd thy body to the tr Did Dot thy death my lite proem 0 let thy bowels answer m< 4 Art thou not touch'd with human wo I Hath pity lefl the Son of man I Dost thou not all my sorrows know, And claim a share in all my pai 5 Thou wilt not break a bruised reed. Or quench the smallest spark of grace, Till through the soul thy power is spread Thy all-victorious righteousn 6 The day of small and feeble thi] 1 know thou never wilt < 1 know, with healing in his wing The Sim of righteousness shall r K>:> L M. Q Wmji Tl ! * > I Man of uriei-. remember me. Who never canal thyself forget, Thy last mysterious agony, Thy feinting pangs and Moody >weat ! PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 291 2 When wrestling in the strength of prayer Thy spirit sunk beneath its load ; Thy feeble flesh abhorr'd to bear The wrath of an almighty God. 3 Father, if I may call thee so, Regard my fearful heart's desire ; Remove this load of guilty wo, Nor let me in my sins expire ! 4 I tremble, lest the wrath divine, Which bruises now my wretched soul, Should bruise this wretched soul of mine Long as eternal ages roll. 5 To thee my last distress I bring ; The heighten'd fear of death I find ; The tyrant, brandishing his sting, Appears, and hell is close behind. 6 I deprecate that death alone, That endless banishment from thee ; O save, and give me to thy Son, Who trembled, wept, and bled for me ! 403 C. M. C. Wesley The earnest suit. OTHAT I could my Lord receive, Who did the world redeem ; Who gave his fife 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 In answer to ten thousand prayers, Thou pard'ning God, descend : Number me with salvation's hens, My sins and troubles end. 29"2 1'I.MII.MIAL i •l Nothing I ask or ^^ :int besi ( Hall iii earth or heaven, But let me feel thy blood applied, And live and die forgiven. 404 Bix7* c Wbmlbi. Wk wt ITrHY not now. my God, my Godt 1 T Ready if thou always art, Make in me thy mean abode, Take possession of my heart : If thou canst bo greatly bow. Friend of sinners, why not now \ 2 God of love, in this thy day. For thyself to thee I cry I Dying, — if thou still delay. Must I net for ever die ! Enter now thy poorest home : Now. my utmost Saviour, come! 405 L. ML Doddridge. u Beginm% ■//." '•ruV saith (he Lord, -proclaim my i^race I I To all the sons of Adam's race, Pardon for every crimson sin, And at Jerusalem begin. 2 "There, where my Mood, not fully dry, Stands warm upon Mount Calvary. That blood shall purge away their guilt, By whom bo lately it was spilt. ;; " Now let the daring rebels turn. Awl o'er their bleeding Sovereign mourn; Their bleeding Sovereign shall forgive, And hid the rebels look and live." A \s this thy voice, all-gracious Lord f And did the rebels hear ihv word ! PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 293 And did they fall beneath thy feet, And on their knees forgiveness meet? 5 Then may I hope for mercy too ; Such love can my hard heart subdue, And give this guilty soul a place Among these captives of thy grace. 406 C. M. C. Wesley. The prisoner of hope. THOU hidden God, for whom I groan,— Till thou thyself declare, — God, inaccessible, unknown, — Kegard a sinner's prayer ! A sinner welt' ring in his blood, Unpurged and unforgiven ; Far distant from the living God, As far as hell from heaven. 2 An unregen'rate child of man, To thee for faith I call ; Pity thy fallen creature's pain, And raise me from my fall. The darkness which through thee I feei Thou only canst remove ; Thy own eternal power reveal, Thy everlasting love. 3 Thou hast in unbelief shut up, That grace may let me go ; In hope, believing against hope, I wait the truth to know. Thou wilt in me reveal thy name, Thou wilt thy light afford ; Bound and oppress'd, yet thine I am, The pris'ner of the Lord. 4 I would not to thy foe submit ; I hate the tyrant's chain : Send forth the pris'ner from the pit Nor let me cry in vain. 294 M.M'I ENTIAL Show me the blood dial bought my peace The coVnant blood apply, And all my griefs si once shall a And all my bum shall die. 0 Plow, Lord, If thou art power, descend, The mountain-sin remoi e ; My unbelief and troubles end, [f thou art trnili and love Speak, .ions, speak into my heart, What thou foi me hast don A ray of living faith imparl. And God is all my own. 407 C. Whs let C. M. The prisoner of hope. LET the redeem'd give thanks and praise To a forgiving Clod ! My feeble voice J cannot rait Till wash'd in Jesus1 blood: 2 Till at thy coming from above. My monntain-Mn depart. And tear gives place to filial love, And peace o'erflows my heart. 3 Pris'ner of hope, I still attend Th appearance of my Lord, These endless doubts and fears to end And speak my soul restored : 4 Restored by reconciling gra< With present pardon blesl ; And fitted by true holiness Pot my eternal rest 6 The pence which man can ne'er conceive The love and joy unknot n. Now, Father, to thy servant give, And claim me for thine own. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 295 6 My God, through Jesus pacified, My God, thyself declare ; And draw me to his open side, And plunge the sinner there ! 408 Four 8s & two 6s. C.Wesley. The prisoner of hope. THEE, Jesus, thee, the sinner's Friend, I follow on to apprehend, Eenew the glorious strife ; Divinely confident and bold, With faith's strong arm on thee lay hold, Thee, my eternal life. 2 Thy heart, I know, thy tender heart Doth in my sorrows feel its part, And at my tears relent ; My powerful sighs thou canst not bear, Nor stand the vi'lence of my prayer, My prayer omnipotent. 3 Give me the grace, the love I claim ; Thy Spirit now demands thy name ! Thou know'st the Spirit's will; He helps my soul's infirmity, And strongly intercedes for me With groans unspeakable. 4 Answer, O Lord, thy Spirit's groan ! O make to me thy nature known; Thy hidden name impart ! (Thy name and nature are the same) Tell me thy nature, and thy name, And write it on my heart. 409 Four 8s & two 6s. C. Wesley. Concluded. PRIS'NER of hope— to thee I turn, And, calmly confident, I mourn, And pray and weep for thee : 2 J M i Tell me thy 1<>v<\ thy secret tell , Thy mystic name in me reveal, tb \ eal ilr. self in me. 9 1 by me, and proclaim, (> Lord of hosts, thy glorious name, — The Lord, the gracious !.■ Long-suffering; merciful, and kind. The God who always bears in mind His everlasting word. 3 Plenteous he IS in truth and irrae He wills that all the fallen r Should turn, repent, and live; IIi> pard'ning (br all is Transgression, sin. iniqui He freely doth fo 4 Mercy he doth tor thousands keep; He te one lost And brings his wand'rer hon And every soul that sheep might be; (\»nie. then, my Lord, and gather me, My Jesus; quickly come. 410 ft M. a Wmii 0 MY offended Cod. If now at last I - That I have trampled on thy blood, And done despite to die 2 If I I- gin to wake ( hit of my deadly sleep : — Into thy arms of mercy take. And there for ever keep. 3 No other right have 1 Than what the world may claim' PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 297 All, all may to their God draw nigh, Through faith in Jesus' name. 4 Thou hast obtain'd the grace That all may turn and live ; And lo ! thy offer I embrace, Thy mercy I receive. 411 L. M. C. Wesley. Self-despair. LORD, I despair myself to heal ; I see my sin, but cannot feel, — 1 cannot, till thy Spirit blow, And bid th' obedient waters flow. 2 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give : Thy gifts I only can receive ; Here, then, to thee I all resign, To draw, redeem, and seal — are thine. 3 With simple faith on thee I call ; My light, my life, my Lord, my all : I wait the moving of the pool ; I wait the word that speaks me whole. 4 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure ; Make my infected nature pure : Peace, righteousness, and joy, impart, And pour thyself into my heart ! 412 L. ML C. Wesley. Fleeing to the sinner's Friend. JESUS, the shiner's Friend, to thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee : Weary of earth, myself, and sin ; Open thine arms and take me in. 2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul ; 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; Fall'n, till in me thine image shine, And lost I am till thou art mine. 13* 298 h.m;: 3 Awake, the woman's conqu'ring seed, Awake, and braise the serpent's head! Tread down thy foea, with power control The beast and devil in my soaL 4 What shall 1 say thy grace to move.' Lord I am BUI, — but thou art loi 1 givje up every plea beside, u Lord. 1 am lost — but thou hast died.11 j 1 3 L»fi£ Ww*mi JESTS, thy far-extended fame My drooping soul exults to hoar; Thy name, thy all-restoring name, Is music in a sinner's far. 2 Sinners of old thou didsl receive, With comfortable words, and kind. Their sorrows cheer, their wants reliev Ileal the diseased, and cure the blind. 3 And art thou not the Saviour still. In every place and age the same I Hast thou forgot thy gracious skill, Or lost the virtue of thy name } 4 Faith in thy changeless name I have The good, the kind Physician, thou Art able now uur souls t<» save, Art willing to restore them now-. 5 Wouldsl thou the body's health restore, And not regard the sin-sick soul \ The sin-sick BOUl thou lov">t much more. And SUiely thou wilt make it whole. 6 All my disease, my every sin. To thee. ( ) Jesus, 1 conf ]n pardon, Lord, my cure begin, And perfect it in holiness PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 299 414 L. M. C. Wesley "Heal my soul." OTHOU, whom once they flock'd to hear Thy words to hear, thy power to feel ; Suffer the sinners to drawr near, And graciously receive us still. 2 They that be whole, thyself hast said, No need of a physician have ; But I am sick, and want thine aid, And ask thine utmost power to save. 3 Thy power, and truth, and love divine, The same from age to age endure : A word, a gracious word of thine, The most invef rate plague can cure. 4 Helpless, howe'er, my spirit lies, And long hath languish'd at the pool, A word of thine shall make it rise, Shall speak me in a moment whole. 415 C. M. C. Weslei Miracles of grace. TESUS, if still thou art to-day, J As yesterday, the same, Present to heal, in me display The virtue of thy name ! 2 If still thou go'st 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 ; 300 PENITENTIAL I Bat, if thou wilt, a gracious word ( ft thine can m;ik«' me clean. 5 Thou Beesl me deaf to thy command, ( tpen, ( ) Lord, my ear : Bid ni«' stretch out my withered hand, And lift it up in praj 6 Silent, (alas! thou know'st h<<\\ lon| My voice i cannot rai Bat; < I ! \\ hen thou shah loose my tonguq The dumb shall sing thy praise. 7 Lame at the pool J still am band : Give, and my strength employ; Light as a hart 1 then shall bound; The lame shall leap lor j<>y. 8 Blind from my birth to guilt and thai And dark 1 am within : The love of ( Sod I cam:' The sinfulness of sin : — 9 But thou, they say. art passing by: ( ) let me find thee near' Jesus, in mercy hear my cry. Thou Son of David, hear ! 10 Behold me waiting in the way For thee, die heavenly Light : Command me to be brought, and Bay, •• Sinner, receive thy sight!" IK; ( . M. C. WftLBi cktded, 11/ MULE dead in trespasses I lie. f 1 Thy quickening Spirit gi Call me. then Son of ( rod, that I Ala} hear thy voice and live 2 While full of anguish and dis4 asp, My we;ik. distempered soul PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 301 Thy love compassionately sees, O let it make me whole ! o Cast out thy foes, and let them still To Jesus' name submit : Clothe with thy righteousness, and heal, And place me at thy feet. 4 To Jesus' 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 Jesus' name. 6 I know in thee all fulness dwells, And all for wretched man : Fill every want my spirit feels, And break off every chain. 7 If thou impart thyself to me, No other good I need : If thou, the Son, shait make me free, I shall be free indeed. 8 I cannot rest, till in thy blood I full redemption have : But thou, through whom I come to God, Canst to the utmost save. 9 From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain, Thou wilt redeem my soul : Lord, I believe, and 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. 1)0*2 J'I.mii.n ji \i. i.xt:i:< FSES. 417 G M. c. Wesley / 'r rend, In majesty come don d ; Thine arm omnipotent extend, And seize me for thine own ! l» Descend, and let thy lightnings hum The stubble of thy fo My sins o'erturn, o'erturn, o'erturn, And make the mountains flow ! 3 Thou my impetuous spirit guide, And curb my headstrong \\ ill ; Thou only eanM drive hack the tide, And hid the Miu stand still 4 What though I cannot break my chain. Or o'er throw oil' my load; The things impossible to men Are possible to Clod. 5 Is there a thing too hard lor thee, Almighty Lord of all ; Whose threafning looks dry uj> the sea. And make the mountains lull I G Who, who shall in thy presence stand, And match ( Omnipotence ? Ungrasp the hold of thy right hand, ( )r pluck the sinner thence ! 7 Sworn to destroy, lot earth assail; .Nearer to save thou art ; Stronger than all the powers of hell, And greater than my heart. 8 Lo ! to the hills I lilt mine eye ; Thy promised aid 1 claim : Father of mercies, glorify Th\ tax 'rite Jesus' name. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 303 9 Salvation in that name is found, Balm of my grief and care ; A med'cine for my every wound, All, all I want is there. 418 CM. C.Wesley. Concluded. JESUS! Redeemer, Saviour, Lord, The weary sinner's Friend ; Come to my help, pronounce the word, And bid my troubles end. 2 Deliv'rance to my soul proclaim, And life and liberty ; Shed forth the virtue of thy name, And Jesus prove to me ! 3 Faith to be heal'd thou know'st I have, For thou that faith hast given ; Thou canst, thou wilt, the sinner save, And make me meet for heaven. 4 Thou canst o'ercome this heart of mine * Thou wilt victorious prove : For everlasting strength is thine, And everlasting love. 5 Thy powerful Spirit shall subdue Unconquerable sin; Cleanse this foul heart, and make it new, And write thy law within. 6 Bound down with twice ten thousand ties, Yet let me hear thy call, My soul in confidence shall rise, Shall rise and break through all. 7 Speak, and the deaf shall hear thy voice The blind his sight receive ; The dumb in songs of praise rejoice ; The heart of stone believe. 304 I'l.Mlf.MlAL i 8 The Ethiop then shall change hie dun; The dead shall feel thy power : The loathsome leper shall be clean, And I shall sin do more. li 11 C. M. Q Wmlii Pi hi m nt di nr I ASK the gif) of righteousness. The sin-subduing powi w — Tower to believe, and go in pea< And never grieve thee mora 2 I ask the Mood-bought pardon seaFd, 'flic liberty from sin. The grace infused, the love reveal'^ The kingdom fix'd within. 3 Thou hcarVt me for salvation pray: Thou sees! my heart's desin Blade ready in thy powerful day, Thy fulness 1 require. 4 My vehement bou! cries out, opprest, Impatient to be Greed ! Nor can I, Lord, nor will I test, Till I am saved indeed. 5 Art thou not able to convert \ Art thou not willing t<><> \ To change this old rebellious heart. To conquer and renew \ 6 TilOU canst, thou Wilt, I dare believe. So arm me with thy power. Thai 1 to sin may never cleave, May never fed it more. 420 C. ML a wv.sley. Praying for faith. TT7 ITU glorious clouds encompassed round, f i Whom angels dind\ see ; PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 305 Will the Unsearchable be found, Or God appear to me ? 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 Before my eyes of faith confest, Stand forth a slaughter' d Lamb ; And wrap me in thy crimson vest, And tell me all thy name. 5 Jehovah in thy person show, Jehovah crucified! And then the pard'ning God I know And feel the blood applied. 6 I view the Lamb in his own light, Whom angels dimly see ; And gaze, transported at the sight, To all eternity. 421 C. M. Watts " Help thou my unbelief." HOW sad our state by nature is ! Our sin how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive souls, Fast in his slavish chains. 2 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 obeys the gracious call, And runs to this relief: 306 I w ould beliei e ih\ promise, Lord, ( ) belp my unbelief! 4 T<> the bless'd fountain of thy blood, [ncarnate ( rod, I fly ; Here led me wash my spotted soul Prom crimes of deepest dj e. 6 \ guilty, weak, and helpless worm, Into thy arms I fall ; Bo thou my strength and righteousnec ]\Iy Jesus and my all 42-J Four 8s& tWO I C, Wfm.i.y, Ptaying for faith. AUTHOR of faith, to thee I cry,— To thee, who wouldsl not have me die, But know the trath and live: Open mine eyes to see thy face, Work in my heart the saving grace, The life eternal give. 2 Shut uj) in unbelief \ groan, And blindly Bervea God unknown, Till thou the \ eil remove ; The gifl unspeakable impart, And write thy name upon my heart, And manifest thy love. 3 I know the grace is only thine, The gifl of faith is all divine : Bui if on \\wv we call, Thou will the benefit bestow, And give as hearts to feel and know That thou hasl died for all. 4 Thou bidd's! us knock and enter in, ( Some onto thee, and rest from sin. The blessing seek and find : Thou bidd's! us ask thy grace, and have; Thou canst thou wouldsl this moment save Both me and all mankind. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 307 o Be it according to thy word ; Now let me find my pard'ning Lord ; Let what I ask be given : The bar of unbelief remove, Open the door of faith and love, And take me into heaven ! 423 7s, 6s, & 8s. CL Wesley. " Thy blood vms shed for me" GOD of my salvation, hear, And help me to believe ; Simply do I now draw near, Thy blessing to receive ; Full of sin, alas ! I am, But to thy wounds for refuge flee : Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 2 Standing now as newly slain, To thee I lift mine eye, Balm of all my grief and pain, Thy blood is always nigh. Now as yesterday the same Thou art and wilt for ever be ; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 3 Nothing have I, Lord, to pay, Nor can thy grace procure ; Empty send me not away, For I, thou know'st, am poor; Dust and ashes is my name ; My all is sin and misery : Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. •i Saviour, from thy wounded side I never will depart ; Here will I my spirit hide, When I am pure in heart : 308 i]Ni [ i -N iiai- : Till my place above 1 claim, Tins only Bball be all my plea, Friend ofannen, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was abed bi me /'/ 7//. FATHER, 1 stretch my hands to thee, No other help I know ; IF thou withdraw thyself fiom me, Ah ! whither shall 1 go ' 2 What did thine only Son endure, Before I drew my breath ! What pain, what labour, to secure My bou] from endless death ! 3 O Jesus, could 1 this believe, I now should feel thy power! Now my poor soul thou wouldst retriev Nor Let me wait one hour. 4 Author of faith, to thee I \h\ My weary, longing ei O lei me now receive that gift, My soul without it di 5 Surely thou canst not Id me die : ( ) speak, and I shall And here L will unwearied lie, Till thou thy Spirit gii 6 The worst of sinners would rejoice, ( \»uld they hut see thy face : ( ) lei me hear thy quick ning voi And taste thy pard'ning gran 4-J,"> Q M- Watts Ah \S ' and did my Saviour bleed ? And did mv Sovereign din . PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 309 Would be devote that sacred head For such a worm as I? 2 Was it for crimes that I have done He groan'd upon the tree ? 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 debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. 426 Six 8s. C. Wesley. Praying for faith. FATHER of Jesus Christ, the just, My friend and advocate with thee, Pity a soul that fain would trust, In him who lived and died for me ! But only thou canst make him known, And in my heart reveal thy Son. 2 If drawn by thy alluring grace, My want of living faith I feel, Show me in Christ thy smiling face ; What flesh and blood can ne'er reveal, Thy co-eternal Son, display, And speak my darkness into day. 3 The gift unspeakable impart : Command the light of faith to shine, 310 ri.MTi.N i tAL l.\i.i:< [81 To dune in my dark, drooping heart. And lill me with the life divine : How bid the new creation I"- ; 0 God, let there be faith in me ! 427 c. if. \ .ton Thr effort APPROACH, my soul, the mcrcy-eeat; Where Jesus answers prayer; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thy promise is my only plea. With this I venture nigh : Thou call's! the burden'd soul to thee. And such, ( I Lord, am I. 3 ]>o\v'd down beneath a load of sin. By Satan sorely prest, By wars without, and fears within. I come to thee lor rest. A He thou my shield and hiding-place, That, sheltered near thy side. 1 may my fierce accuser face^ And tell him thou hast died. 5 O, wondrous love! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners; such as I. Might plead his gracious name. 6 " Poor tempest-tossed soul, he still, My promised grace receive;*1 — "Ks Jesus speaks — I must, I will, I can. I do believe. 428 1+ M> Om - 1 ntheu JESUS, mv all. to heaven i> gone, Il< whom I fix my hopes upon ; PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 311 His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness, I'll go, for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourn'd because I found it not ; My grief a burden long has been, Because I was not saved from sin. 4 The more I strove against its power, I felt its weight and guilt the more ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, c Come hither, soul, I am the way." 5 Lo ! glad I come, and thou, bless'd Lamb, Shalt take me to thee as I am ; Nothing but sin have I to give, Nothing but love shall I receive. 6 Then will I tell to sinners round What a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, " Behold the way to God !" 429 L. M. C. Wesley. Micah vi. 6-8. WHEREWITH, O Lord, shall I draw near, 1 7 And bow myself before thy face ? How in thy purer eyes appear ? What shall I bring to gain thy grace ? 2 Will gifts delight the Lord most high? Will multiplied oblations please ? Thousands of rams his favour buy ? Or slaughter'd hecatombs appease ? ;5 1 2 i\.Mi i.M i kL j 3 Can til* i the wrath of God \ Can these wash oaf my guilty stain? Riven of oil, and seas of blood, AJas ! they all must flow in train. 4 Whoe'er to thee themselves approve, Musi take the path thyself hasl shoVd: Justice pursue and mercy low, And humbly walk by taith with God 5 But though my life henceforth be thine, Preseril i< >r past can ne'er atone ■ Though I to thee the whole resign, I only give thee hack thine own. 6 What leave ] then wherein to trust : I nothing have, 1 nothing am ; Excluded is my every boast ; My glory swallow'd up in shame. 7 Guilty I stand before thy bee; On me I feel thy wrath abide ; Ti- just the sentence should take pi 'Us just,— but O, thy Son hath died! 430 L. M. C. WasLxv Concludi d. TESTS, the Land) of Cod. hath hied; • I Jle here our sins upon the tree ; Beneath our curse he bow*d his head: "V\> finished ! he hath died for me ! 2 See where before the throne he stands, And pours the all-prevailing prayer! Points to his side, and lifts his hands. And shows that I am graven there' 3 Tie ever lives for me to pray ; Be prays dial 1 with him may reign , Amen, to what my Lord doth say ' Jesus, thou canst not pray in vain. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 313 431 S. M. C. Weslev The plea. TESUS, my Lord, attend J Thy feeble creature's cry ; And show thyself the sinner's Friend, And set me up on high. 2 From hell's oppressive power My struggling soul release, And to thy Father's grace restore, And to thy perfect peace. 3 Rivers of life divine From thee, their fountain, flow ; And all who know that love of thine, The joy of angels know. 4 That thou canst here forgive Grant me to testify : And justified by faith to live, And in that faith to die. 432 7s, Gs, & 8s. C. Wesley The plea. LET the world their virtue boast, Their works of righteousness ; I, a wretch undone and lost, Am freely saved by grace ; Other title I disclaim ; This, only this, is all my plea, 1 the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 2 Happy they whose joys abound, Like Jordan's swelling stream : AVho their heaven in Christ have found, And give the praise to him ; Meanest foll'wer of the Lamb, His steps I at a distance see ; 14 3] 4 n-Ni I tMTlAL EXERCI81 I the chief of sinners am, But Jesus died for me. 3 I. like Gideon's fleece, euxi found, I :i\\ ;t1rr*ins. And take them all away. 6 Father, in me reveal thy Son. And to my inmost SOU] make known .How merciful thou art : PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 321 The secret of thy love reveal, And by thy hallowing Spirit dwell For ever in my heart ! 441 Six 8s. C.Wesley. Wrestling' Jacob. COME, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see, My company before is gone, And I am left alone with thee : With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell thee who I am ; My sin and misery declare ; Thyself hast call'd me by my name, Look on thy hands and read it there ; But who, I ask thee, who art thou ? Tell me thy name, and tell me now. 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold ; Art thou the man that died for me ? The secret of thy love unfold : Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable name ? Tell me, I still beseech thee, tell ; To know it now resolved I am : Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 5 What though my shrinking flesh complain, And murmur to contend so long ? I rise superior to my pain : When I am weak, then I am strong ! And when my all of strength shall fail, I shall with the God-man prevail ! U H* 322 l'i.MI J.\ 1 I IL J- XL! 6 Sly strength is gone, my nature dies. 1 sink beneath thy weighty hand; Faint, to revive — and fali, to m I tall, and yet by faith I stand ; 1 stand, and will not Jet thee go, Till I thy name, thy nature know. 44-2 Six 8s. Wksle* "\riELD to Die now. lor T am weak. .1. But confident in selfdespair; Speak to my heart, in blessings -peak: Be conquered by my instant prayer: Speak, or thou never hence shall move. And tell me if thy name be Loi 2 "Ks Love! 'tis Love! thou diedst for me ; I hear thy whisper in my heart ; The morning breaks, the shadows llee; Pore, universal love thou art : To me, to all. thy bowels move, Thy nature and thy name is Lo 3 My prayer hath power with God; Ihegiaot I Unspeakable 1 now receive ; Through faith 1 see thee face to face; I Bee thee laee to t'aee ;md i In vain I have not wept and strove : Thy nature and thy name ifl Love. 4 I know thee. Saviour, who thou art, Jesus, the feeble Burner's Friend : Nor wilt thou with the night depart; But Sta] and love me to the end : Thy mercies ne\ er shall remove ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. B The Sun of righteousness on me Bath risen, with healing in his wings; PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 323 Wither'd my nature's strength, from thee My soul its life and succour brings ; My help is all laid up above ; Thy nature and thy name is Love. 6 Lame as I am, I take the prey ; Hell, earth, and sin, with ease o'ercome ; I ieap for joy, pursue my way, And, as a bounding hart, fly home ; Through all eternity to prove Thy nature and thy name is Love. 443 C. M. C. Wesley The backslider. His retrospect OTHAT I were as heretofore ! When, warm in my first love, 1 only lived my God t' 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 Far, far above all earthly things Triumphantly I rode ; I soar'd to heaven on eagles' wings, And found and talk'd with God. 4 Where am I now? from what a height Of happiness cast down ! The glory swallow' d up in night, And faded is the crown. 5 Through the wide world of sin and wo, A banish'd man, I roam ; But cannot find my rest below. But cannot wander home. 324 J'l.MTI.VII \I. I.M.! 6 0 Clod, thou an my home, iu\' rest; For which 1 sigh in pain ! How shall I 'scape into thy breast. My Eden how regain I 4.14 C. M. CWssut backslid* r'j siis< ry. TTTRETCHthat I am! fiomGod Cveitoay'd w Have most rebellious been, — Of faith a dreadful shipwreck made, And added sin to sin. 2 Vilest of all tlf apostate race, I have his love withstood ; And sinn'd against his pard'ning grace. And trampled on his blood 3 More desp'rate is my damn'd estai And more enslaved 1 am, Than when I by the flesh-pots sat, And wallowed in my shame A What shall I do \ by guilt oppr Shall 1 in Egypt dwell? Alas ! in winning to seek '■ Is to seek rest in hell. Phe grace T have abused, alone ( an help and comfort -i\i' : O Jesus, hear my dying groan, And bid the sinner live ! 44;> Be, CWpui backslid* r's inquiry, T J 0"W shall a lost sinner, in pain, Etecoi <•!• hi- forfeited i><'a<-<' ' When brought into bondage again, What hope of a second releae PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 325 Will mercy itself be so kind To spare a poor rebel like me ? And O can I possibly find Such plenteous redemption in thee? 2 O Jesus, of thee I inquire, If still thou art able to save, The brand to pluck out of the fire, And ransom my soul from the grave : The help of thy Spirit restore, And show me the life-giving blood, And pardon a sinner once more, And bring me again unto God. 3 I sink, if thou longer delay Thy pardoning mercy to show : Come quickly, and kindly display The power of thy passion below : By all thou hast done for my sake, One drop of thy blood I implore ; Now, now let it touch me, and make The sinner a sinner no more. 446 Six 8s. C. Wesley The backslider's resolve. \7~ES, from this instant, now, I will _L To my offended Father cry ; My base ingratitude I feel, Vilest of all thy children, I ; Not worthy to be call'd thy son ; Yet will I thee, my Father, own. 2 Guide of my life hast thou not been, And rescued me from passion's power? Ten thousand times preserved from sin Nor let the greedy grave devour ? And wilt thou now thy wrath retain ? Nor ever love thv child a^ain }. 32G luiTurriiL exercisi :; [fthon had call'd me to retain, If weeping at thy feet I fell, Tin* prodigal thou will not spam, But pity and forgive me all. In answer to my Friend abo hi honour of his bleeding love. 447 S. M. C. Wesley. The backslid* r'> f\ JESUS! full of grace, \J To thee I make my moan; Lei me again behold thy bee, Call home thy baniah'd one. 2 Again my pardon seal, Again my bouI restore, And freely my backslidings heal, And bid me sin no more. 3 Wilt thou not bid me ris< Speak, and my soul shall live: Forgive, my gasping spirit ci Abundantly forgive. 4 For thine own mercy's sake, Relieve my wretchedness ; And ( ). my pardon give me hack, And give me back my peace ! 6 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. Jn peace and lull assurance go, Thy faith hath made thee whole. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 327 448 L. M. C. Wesley. The backslider's confession. SAVIOUR, I now with shame confess My thirst for creature happiness ; By base desires I wrong' d thy love, And forced 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 conceal, Thy absence I refused to feel. 3 I knew not that the Lord was gone ; In my own froward will went on ; I lived to the desires of men, And thou hast all my wand'rings seen. 4 Yet, O the riches of 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 footstool wait, Till thou my peace again create — Fruit of thy gracious hps — restore My peace, and bid me sin no more ! 449 C. M. Cowper. The backslider 's prayer. OFOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame ; A light to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb. 2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word? 32S h:mti.\ iial BXERCISE& :; Whal peaceful hours 1 oner enjoyM! How sweet their mem'ry still ! But th( y have left an aching void The world can never till. 4 Return, ( ) holy 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 teal it from thy throne. And worship only thee 6 So shall my walk he close with God, ( 'aim and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. ir>0 CM. C.Wesley The backslider's suit JESUS, the all-restoring Word, My fallen spirit's hope. After thy lovely likeness. Lord. Ah ! when shall I wake up ! 2 Thou, ( ) my ( Jod, thou only art The Life, the Truth, the Way: Quicken my >oul. instruct my heart, My sinking footsteps stay. 3 Of all thou hast in earth below, In heaven above, to give, ( jive me thy 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. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 329 5 Open the intercourse between My longing soul and thee, Never to be broke off again To all eternity. 451 7s, 6s, & 8s. C. Wesley. The backslider *s supplication. TESUS, Friend of sinners, hear, Yet once again I pray : From my debt of sin set clear, For I have naught to pay : Speak, O speak the kind release, A poor backsliding soul restore ; Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 2 For my selfishness and pride Thou hast withdrawn thy grace ; Left me long to wander wide, ^.n outcast from thy face ; But I now my sins confess, And mercy, mercy, I implore ; Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sm no more. 3 Sin's deceitfulness hath spread A hardness o'er my heart ; But if thou thy Spirit shed, The hardness shall depart : Shed thy love, thy tenderness, And let me feel thy soft'ning power, Love me freely, seal my peace, And bid me sin no more. 452 S. ML C. Wesley. The backslider's complaint. AND wilt thou yet be found ? And may I still draw near ? 330 ri;.\rn:viiAi. EXEBCISE8. Then Listen to the plaintiye Bound ( )f a poor sinners praj er. 2 Jesus, thine aid afford, [f still the same thou art : To thee 1 look, to thee, my Lord! Lilt ii]) a helpless heart 3 Thou seest my troubled breast^ The stragglings of my will, The loos that interrupt my reM. The agonies I feel. . 4 The daily death I prove, Saviour, to thee is known; "lis worse than death my God to love, And not my Clod alone. 5 O my oflended 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 1 implore, The living water of thy irrace That 1 may thirst no more. The backslider's plea. DEPTH of mercy! can there be Mercy still reserved for mo I ( '.in my ( rod bis wrath forbear '. Me, the chief Of sinners, spare \ 2 ] have long withstood his grace, — Lou- provoked him i<» his face ; \\ ould not hearken to his calls : Grieved him by a thousand tails. . PENITENTIAL EXEPXTSES. 331 3 Lo ! I cumber still the ground : Lo ! an Advocate is found ! " Hasten not to cut him down ; Let this barren soul alone !" 4 Jesus speaks, and pleads his blood ; He disarms the wrath of God ! Now my Father's bowels move ; Justice lingers into love. 5 Kindled his relettings are ; Me he now delights to spare ; Cries, " How shall I give thee up ?" Lets the lifted thunder drop. 6 There for me the Saviour stands ; Shows his wounds, and spreads his hands : God is love ! I know, I feel ; Jesus weeps and loves me still. 7 Jesus, answer from above : Is not all thy nature love ? Wilt thou not the wrong forget ? Suffer me to kiss thy feet ? 8 If I rightly read thy heart, If thou all compassion art, Bow thine ear, in mercy bow ! Pardon and accept me now. 9 Pity from thine eye let fall ; By a look my soul recall ; Now the stone to flesh convert, Cast a look, and break my heart 1 0 Now incline me to repent ! Let me now my fall lament ! Now my foul revolt deplore ! AVQep, believe, and sin no more. 332 P1HITEMTUL BXDN [81 451 C. .M. CWriui The back$Ud\ r*$ n coin ry. OWHY did J my Saviour lc;r. So Boon unfaithful prove ! How could I thy good Spirit gri( And sin against thy love ! 2 But O! how soon thy wrath is o'er, And pard'ning love takes place! Assist me, Saviour, to adore The riches of thy grace. 3 O could I lose myself in thee, Thy depth of mercy prove. Thou vast, unfathomable sea Of unexhausted love ! 4 My humbled soul, when thou art near, Jn dust and ashes lies : How shall a sinful worm appear, ( )r meet thy purer eyes i 5 I loathe myself when Clod I see, And into nothing fall : Content if thou exalted he, And Christ be all i\ all. 4:^) 7s, 6s, \ Be. aWmri The backslidi r's pardon. Toil I ). and is thine anger gone, J And art thou pacified } After all that 1 have done. Dost thou no longer chide ( Let thy love my heart constrain, And all my restless passions sway: Keep rne, lest I turn again ( hit of the narrow w ay. PENITENTIAL EXERCISES. 333 2 If I have begun once more Thy sweet return to feel, — If e'en now I find thy power Present my soul to heal, — Still and quiet may I lie, Nor struggle out of thine embrace : Never more resist or fly From thy pursuing grace. 3 To the cross, thine altar, bind Me with the cords of love ; Freedom never let me find From thee, my Lord, to move ; That I never, never more May with my much-loved Master part ; To the posts of mercy's door O nail my willing heart ! 4 See my utter helplessness, And leave me not alone ; O preserve in perfect peace, And seal me for thine own ! More and more thyself reveal, Thy presence let me always find ; Comfort, and confirm, and heal My feeble, sin-sick mind. 5 As the apple of thine eye, Thy weakest servant keep ; Help me at thy feet to lie, And there for ever weep : Tears of joy mine eyes o'erflow, That I have any hope of heaven , Much of love I ought to know, For I have much forgiven. 334 GHEISTIAH KXl'J.Kli si:< noia \'ii. Christian (Experience. 1. justii ilCATKHS and mi: NEW BirvnL 45(; CM. aWum Opemng worship* OFOIv a thousand tongues t<> sing My great Redeemer's praise ! The glories of my God and Kim:'. The triumphs of his grace ! 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, — To spread through all the earth abroad The honours rf thy .Name. 3 Jesus! the Name that charms our fears, That bids our sorrow a cease ; 'Tis music in the sinner's ears. 'Tis life, anil health, ami peace. 4 lie breaks the power of cancelled sin, He sets the pris'ner ft Jli^ blood ean make the foulest clean: Jlis blood avail'd for ///'. 5 lie speaks — and. listening to his voice, \< w lite the dead receive ; The mournful, broken hearts rejoice ; The humble poor believe. G Hear him. ye deaf: his praise, ye dumb, Your Loosen'd tongues empl< Ye blind, behold ymir Saviour come. A\u\ leap, ye lame. fS JUSTIFICATION. 335 457 C. M. C. Wesley, Concluded, LOOK unto Him, ye nations, own Your God, ye fallen race ; Look, and be saved 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 off'ring 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 Ethiop 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. 458 L. M. Watts Opening- worship. JESUS, thou everlasting King, Accept the tribute which we bring; Accept thy well-deserved renown, And wear our praises as thy crown. 2 Let every act of worship be Like our espousals, Lord, to thee — Like the bless'd 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 ! 33t) CHBI8TUM I fCK. 4 Each foll'wing minute as ii fli Increase thy praise, improve our joys, Till we are raised to sing thy name At the great sapper of the Lamb. 459 SS. C. W'ilSLFY. An int> rest in Christ. AND can it be that 1 should gain An interest in the Saviour's blood? Died he for me. who caused his pain 1 For rue. who him to death pursued '. Amazing love ! how can it he That thou, my Lord, shouldst die lor me! 2 Tis mysfry all! th* Immortal di( s! Who can explore his strange design! In vain the first-horn seraph tries To sound the depths of love divine! Tis mercy all ! let earth adore : Let angel minds inquire no more. 3 He left his Father's throne above; (So free, so infinite his grace Emptied himself of all hut love, And hied for Adam's helpless race: 'Tis mercy all. immense and free. For. ( ) my ( Jod, it found cut nu .' \ Long my imprison'd spirit lay Fast bound in sin. and nature's night: Thine eye diffused a quickening ray ; I woke; the dungeon flamed with light! My chains fell otf my heart was &e I rose, went forth, and followed thee. 6 No condemnation now 1 dread : Je8US, and all in him. is mine ! Alive in him. my living Head, And clothed in righteousness divine, Fold I approach tlf eternal throne. And claim the crown, through Christ, mv own. JUSTIFICATION 337 460 L. M. J. Wesley. [From the German of Zinzendorf. | Receiving- the atonement. TESUS, 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 absolved 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, Who died for me, e'en 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 ?ne, e en for my 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. 461 L. M. C. Wesley. The work of faith. A UTHOR of faith, eternal Word, IJL 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. 15 l)l)S CHEISIUS BXPERO • 3 By faith we know iln ■*- strong to say*' ( Save as, a present Saviour thou !) \\ hate'er we hope, by faith w« hai Future and past subsisting now. 4 To him that in thy name beliei < Eternal life \\ ith thee is given ; Into himself he all receh es, — Pardon, and holiness, and heaven. 5 The things unknown to feeble senses I nseen by n ason's riimm'ring ray. With strong, commanding evidence, Their heavenly origin display. G Faith lends its realizing light, The clouds disperse, the shadows fly, Th' Invisible appears in sight, And ( Jod is srni by mortal eye 4()-2 Six 8s. .1. Wzmlmi [From the German of Roche.] Exulting in ///' ■ n(. 1VT0W I have found the ground wherein 1\ Sure my BOuTs anchor may remain : The wounds of Jesus — for my sin Before the world's foundation slain, Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When heaven and earth are Bed away 2 Father, thine everlasting gnu Our scanty thought surpasses far: Thy heart still melts with tenderness Thy arms of love still open are. Returning sinners to recen e, That mercy they may taste, and live. 3 ( ) love, thou bottomless abj as ! My miis are swallow'd up m thee; Cover'd is my unrighteousness, Nor spot of guilt remains on me JUSTIFICATION. 339 While Jesus' blood, through earth and skies, Mercy, free, boundless mercy, cries! 4 By faith I plunge me in this sea, Here is my hope, my joy, my rest ; Hither, when hell assails, I flee ; I look into my Saviour's breast ; Away, sad doubt and anxious fear, Mercy is all that 's written there. 5 Though waves and storms go o'er my head, Though strength, and health, and friends, be gone, Though joys be wither'd all and dead, Though every comfort be withdrawn, — On this my steadfast soul relies, Father, thy mercy never dies. 6 Fix'd on this ground will I remain, Though my heart fail, and flesh decay ; This anchor shall my soul sustain, When earth's foundations melt away ; Mercy's full power I then shall prove, Loved with an everlasting love. 463 S. M. Watts. Psalm xxxii. 1-6. 0 BLESSED souls are they, Whose sins are cover'd o'er ! Divinely bless'd, 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 I conceal'd my guilt, I felt the fest'ring wound ; Till I confess'd my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. 310 CHRISTUM I \ Lei sinners learn to pray. Let saints keep near the throne ; Our help in times of deep distre J> (band in God alone 4()l cm. Watts, l 0 -II. \J"OT the malicious or profane, 1\ The wanton or the proud, Nor thieves, nor sland'rers. shall obtain The kingdom of our God 2 Surprising grace ! and such were we. By nature and by Bin ! Heirs of immortal misery, Unholy and unelean. 3 But we are wash'd in JeSdS1 blood, We're pardon'd through his name, And the good Spirit of our (Iod lias sanctified our frame. 4 O for a persevering power. To keep thy just commands! We would defile our hearts no more, No more pollute our hands. 46;> S. M. Watts. I)EHOLD! what wondrous grace ) The Father hath bestowM On sinners of a mortal race. — To call them SOUS erf ( lod ! 2 'Tis no surprising thing That we should be unknown : The Jewish world knew not their King ( Sod's everlasting Son. 3 Nor does it yet appear How great we must be made; JUSTIFICATION. 341 But when we see our Sa\ iour here, We shail be like our Head. 4 A hope, so much divine, May trials well endure, May purge our souls from sense an I sin As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 5 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer He Like slaves beneath the throne ; My faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own. 466 8. M. C. Weslfy. Witness of adoption. HOW can a sinner know His sins on earth forgiven ? How can my gracious Saviour show My name inscribed in heaven ? 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 applied. 4 Exults our rising soul, Disburden'd of her load, And swells unutterably full Of glory and of God. 5 His love, surpassing far The love of all beneath, 3 I 2 CHRI8T1 We find within our hearts, and dure The pointless darts erf* death. C Stronger than death or hell The Bacred power we prove : And conqu'rors of the world, we dwell In heaven, who dwell in love. 4G7 8. M. CWmlit, Y\ E by lii< Spirit pvove, m And know the things of God, Tlio things which freely of his lov» I [e hath on as bestowVL 2 His Spirit us he gave. Who dwells in as, we know; Tho witness in ourselves we have, And all its fruits we show. 3 The meet and lowly heart Thai in our Sai iour was. To us his Spirit dors impart. And signs us with his cross. 4 ( >ur nature 's turn'd, our mind Transform'd in all its power- ; And both the witni sees arc join'd,-* The Spirit of ( *m\ w ith oura 5 Whate'er our pard'ning Lord ( lommands, we gladly do : Aw^l. guided by his Bacred word. \\ e all his steps pursue 6 I li^ glory our design, \\ e live our ( iod id pleas And rise, with filial fear divines To perfect holiness. JUSTIFICATION. 343 468 Six 6s & two 8s. J. Wesley The Spirit of adoption. YE simple souls that stray Far from the path of peace, That unfrequented way To life and happiness, How long will ye your folly love, And throng the downward road, And hate the wisdom from above, And mock the sons of God ? 2 Madness and misery, Ye count our life beneath, And nothing great can see, Or glorious, in our death : As born to suffer and to grieve, Beneath your feet we he ; And utterly contemn'd we live, And unlamented die. 3 Poor pensive sojourners, O'erwhelm'd with grief and woes, Perplex'd with needless fears, And pleasure's mortal foes, — More irksome than a gaping tomb, Our sight ye cannot bear, Wrapp'd in the melancholy gloom Of fanciful despair. 4 So wretched and obscure, The men whom ye despise, So foolish, weak, and poor, Above your scorn we rise ; Our conscience in the Holy Ghost Can witness better things ; For He whose blood is all our boast Hath made us priests and kings. j Riches unsearchable In Jesus' love we know, '.).{ I CHAISTl W EXPERIEW E. And pleasures from the well ( tf life em souls o'erflom I ..in him the Spirit we receive ( >f wisdom, grace, and pa* er, And always BQrrowfhl we li Rejoicing evermore. 6 Angela our servants Eire, And keep in all our wa] And in their hands they hear The sacred Bons of grace ; Our guardians to that heavenly bliss; They all our steps attend : And God himself our Fathi r And Jesus is our Friend 7 With him we walk in white; We in his image shine ; Our robes are robes of light, ( )ur righteousness divine : On all the groVling kings of earth With pity we look down. And claim, in virtue of our birth, A never-fading crown. 461) Four 6t \" tWO Bs, a W.m.i.v. " Whereby wre nji, Abba, Father.91 R [SE, my soul, arise. Shake oil' thy guilty tears, The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears : Before the throne my Surely Mauds, My name is written on his hands. He ever lives above, For me to intercede : His all-redeeming love, His precious blood, to plead : lli^ blood atoned for all our race. And sprinkles now the throne of grace; V JUSTIFICATION. 345 3 Five bleeding wounds he bears, Received on Calvary ; They pour effectual prayers, They strongly speak for me ; " Forgive him, O forgive," they cry, " Nor let that ransom' d sinner die !" 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 reconciled, His pard'ning voice I hear : He owns me for his child, I can no longer fear ; With confidence I now draw nigh, And Father, Abba, Father, cry. 470 Six 8s. C. Wesley Glowing1 gratitude. WHAT am I, O thou glorious God! VV And what my father's house to thee? That thou such mercies hast bestow'd On me, the vilest reptile, me ! 1 take the blessing from above, And wonder at thy boundless love. 2 Me in my blood thy love pass'd by, And stopp'd, my ruin to retrieve ; Wept o'er my soul thy pitying eye ; Thy bowels yearn'd, and sounded, "Live!" Dying, I heard the welcome sound, And pardon in thy mercy found. 3 Honour, and might, and thanks, and praise, I render to my pard'ning God ! Extol the riches of thy grace, And spread thv saving name abroad ; 15* .') I () Thai <»m!v name to sinners given Which lira poor dying Worms to heaven. 4 Jesus, I bless thy gracious power; And all within me shouts tliy 11:1111 Thy name let every soul adore, Thy power lei every tongue proclaim Thy gn ce Id every sinner know, And find in thee his heaven below. 471 - . 7s, & La u Whom ret having OTHOU ( rod of in \ salvation! My Redeemer from all mm. Moved by thy divine compassion, Who hast died my heart to win, I w ill praise thee : Where shall 1 thy praise begin I a Though unseen, I love die Saviour; ll«' hath brought salvation near, — Manifests his pard'ning favour, And. when Jons doth appear, Soul and body Shall his glorious image hear. 3 While the angel choirs are crying Glory to the great I AM ! [ with them will still be vying, Glory ! glory to the Lamb ! ( I how precious T> the sound of Jesus1 name ' 4 Angels now arc hoVring round ns. Unperceived they mix the throng; Wond'ring at the love that crown'd us, (dad to join the holy song : Hallelujah! Love and praise to ( Jhrist belong ! JUSTIFICATION 3 hi 5 Now I see, with joy and wonder, Whence the gracious spring arose ; Angel minds are lost to ponder Dying love's mysterious cause * Yet the blessing, Down to all, to me it flows. 6 This hath set me all on fire ; Strongly glows the flame of love ; Higher mounts my soul, and higher, Struggles for its swift remove : Then I'll praise Him In a nobler strain above ! 472 S. M. Watts 1 Peter i. 8. ~\TOT with our mortal eyes 1\ 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 grow Unspeakable, like those above, And heaven begins below. 473 7s. Cowfer. Love to the Saviour. HARK, my soul, — it is the Lord ! 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word ! Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee : " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 3 I S I 1 1 KIM IAN I Si E. 9 u I delivered thee w hen bound, And. when bleeding, heal'd thy wound; Bought thee wand'ring, Bel thee right, Turn'd thy darkneea into li^ht. 3 M Can a mother's tender care Cease toward the child she bare ! \ <■>. Bhe ma] forgetful I e, Yet will I remember thee. 4 M Mine lb an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above, Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. Thou shall see my glory soon, When the work of faith is done, Partner of my throne shall 1m- : Say. poor sinner, lov'sl thou me '" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint Thai my love is still so fainl ; Yet I love thee and adore : O for grace to love line more ! 471 (\ M. Watts. Thr transports <>/ love* OTIS delight without alloy, Jesus, to hear thy name : Bffy spirit leaps with inward joy. I feel the sacred llame. 2 My passions hold a pleasing reign, \\ hon love inspires my breast, Love, the divinesl of the train. Thr sovereign of the rest 3 This is the grace must live and sing When faith and hope shall cease, Must sound from ever] joyful string Through the sweet groves of bliak JUSTIFICATION. 319 4 Let life immortal seize my clay ; Let love refine my blood ; Her flames can bear my sonl away, Can bring me near my God. 5 Swift I ascend the heavenly place, And hasten to my home ; I leap to meet thy kind embrace, I come, O Lord, I come ! 6 Sink down, ye separating hills, Let sin and death remove ; Tis love that drives my chariot wheels, And death must yield to love. 475 C. M. C. Wesley. Love and praise. TNFINITE, unexhausted Love !— JL Jesus and Love are one — If still to me thy bowels move, They are restrain" d to none. 2 What shall I do my God to love, My loving God to praise, The length, and breadth, and height to prove, And depth, of sovereign grace ? 3 Thy sovereign grace to all extends, Immense and unconfined ; From age to age it never ends, Tt reaches all mankind. 4 Throughout the world its breadth is known, Wide as infinity, — So wide, it never pass'd by one, Or it had pass'd by me. o My trespass was grown up to heaven ; But far above the skies, Through Christ abundantly forgiven, I see thy mercies rise. ( Hia.-il \\ EXPERIENi E. 6 The depth of all-redeeming lo- \\ hat angel tongue can tell I 0 may 1 to the atmoert prove The gift unspeakable ! 47(; c. ML Nr *Thi fruit of the Spirit it—joy." JOY is a fruit that will not grow In nature's barren soil ; All we can boast, till Chris! we know, Is vanity and toil. 2 But where the Lord has planted grace. And made his glories known. There1 finite of heavenly joy and peacti Are found — and there alone. 3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith — A sense ofpard'ning love — A hope that triumphs over death — ( live joys like those above. 4 To take a glimpse within the veil. To know that God is mine — Are springs of joy that never tail, 1 Unspeakable, divine ! 5 These are the joys which satisfy. And sanctify the mind : Which make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind 477 L ML I Wbilit. [ Prom the < Sennas.] I. ■ ■ >> T THIRST, thou wounded Lamb of God, J To wash me in thy cleansing blood; To dwell within thy wounds: then pain Is s\* <'et, and life or death i^ gain. 9 Take my poor heart, and let it be For ever closed to all hut thee ! JUSTIFICATION. 351 Seal thoa my breast, and let me wear That pledge of love for ever there. 3 How bless'd are 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 onr works but sin and death, Till thou thy quick'ning Spirit breathe ? Thou giv'st the power thy grace to move ; O wondrous grace ! O boundless love ! 478 L. M. J. Wesley. Concluded. HOW can it be, thou heavenly King, That thou shouldst us to glory bring ? Make slaves the partners of thy throne, Deck'd with a never-fading crown ! 2 Hence our hearts melt, our eyes o'erflow, Our words are lost, nor will we know — Nor will we think of aught beside, " My Lord, my Love is crucified." 3 Ah ! Lord, enlarge our scanty thought, To know the wonders thou hast wrought ; Unloose our stamnrring tongues to tell Thy love immense, unsearchable ! 4 First-born of many brethren thou, To thee, lo, all our souls we bow : To thee our hearts and hands we give ; Thine may we die, thine may we live. 479 8s & 7s. Robinson, Sitting' at the Cross. SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life, and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend : 352 CHRISTI Here I'll sit. for ever view iii'_! .Mercy's streams in streams of blood: Precious drops, my boo! bedewing Plead and claim my peace with Cod. 2 Truly blessed is (his station, Low before lii^ cross to lie ; While I see divine compassion Floating in his languid eye : Here it is I find mv heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze : Love I much I Pve much forgiven — Tin a miracle of grace ! 3 Love and grief my heart dividing, With my tears his feel I'll bathe; Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. May I still enjoy this feelingj In all need to JesUS go : Prove his wounds each day more healinir, And himself more deeply know. 480 L- -M. C'.Wi Proverbs iii. 13-18, HAPPY the man thai finds the grace, The blessing of ( rod's chosen race. The wisdom coming from abovi The faith that sweetly works by lo\ ■ 2 Sappy, beyond description, he Who knows "the Saviour died for met* The gifl unspeakable obtains, And heavenly understanding gains. ;; Wisdom divine! who tells the price ( tf wisdom's costly merchandise } Wisdom to silver we prefer. And gold is dross compared to her. JUSTIFICATION. 353 4 Her hands are fill'd with length of days, True riches, and immortal praise — Riches of Christ on all bestow'd, And honour that descends from God. 5 To purest joys she all invites, Chaste, holy, spiritual delights; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her flowery paths are peace. 6 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. 481 C. M. Watts. God the source of joy. MY God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, And comfort of my nights ! — 2 In darkest shades if thou appear, My dawning is begun ; Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And thou my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, If Jesus show his mercy mine, And whisper I am his. 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, At that transporting word, Run up with joy the shining way, To see and praise my Lord. 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I'd break through every foe ; The wings of love and arms of faith Would bear me conqu'ror through. W u All joy and In I" lu tri I REJOICE evermore With angels above, J In JeSUtt'fl power. In Jesus's lot With glad exultation four triumph proclaim, Ascribing salvation To God and the Lamb. 2 Thou, Lord, our relief In trouble hast ! Hast saved as from grief] Hast saved us from sin; The power of thy Spirit Hath set our hearts free, And now we inherit All fulness in thro — 3 All fulness of peace, All fulness of joy, And spiritual bliss That never shall cloy: To n> it is given In Jesus to know A kingdom of heaven, A heaven below*. -i No longer we .join. While sinners invite, Nor envy the swine Their brutish delight : Their joy is all sadness, Their mirth is all vain. Their laughter is madness. Their pleasure is pain. 5 O might they at last With sorrow return, The pleasure to taste Forv\ hich they were born; Our Jesus receiving; Our happiness prove, The joy of believing, The heaven of love! 483 Ha & 9* C. w Ecsi ty of thi .if w-bom souL HOW happy are they Who theirSaviourol And have laid up their treasures ah Tongue cannot express The Bweet comfort and peace ( tf a sonl in its earliest love ! 2 That comfort was mine, When the favour divine, T first found in the Mood of the Lamb; Whenmyheartitbeliev,d,Whatajoy I receiVd, What a heaven in Jesus's nam* JUSTIFICATION. 355 3 'TwasaheavenbelowMyRedeemertoknow, And the angels could do nothing more, Than fall at his feet, And the story repeat. And the Lover of sinners adore. 4 Jesus all the day long Was my joy and my song: O that all his salvation might see ! He hath loved me, I cried, He hath suffer'd and died, To redeem a poor rebel like me. 5 On the wings of his love I was carried above All sin, and temptation, and pain ; I could not believe That I ever should grieve, That I ever should suffer again. 6 I rode on the sky, Freely justified I, Nor did envy Elijah his seat; My soul mounted higher Jn. a chariot of fire, And the moon it was under my feet. 7 O the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! Of my Saviour possest, I was perfectly blest, As if fill'd with the fulness of God. 484 8s. C.Wesley. Seraphic joy. A FOrXTAIX 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 Ave believe, By faith of his Spirit we take : 356 CHBISTl WCR Ami. freely forgiven, receive The mercy (or Jesus'a sake ! \\ e gain a pure drop of his loi i The lii<' of eternity know ; Angelica] happiness prove ; And witness a heaven below. 485 I0i \ Lis, C Wmmlbj Triumph, ALL praise to the Lamb! Accepted \ am, I'm bold to believe on my Jesus's name. In him I confide, His blood is applied ; For me he lias Buffered, fur me lie has died 2 Not a doubt can arise To darken the skies; Or hide for a moment my Lord from mine . In him ] am blest; I le;m on liis breast, And lo! in his wounds i continually rest. 486 7s. C. Wbslbt. Bliss. TKSUS is our common Lord, He OUT loving Saviour is : Bj liis death to life restored. Mis'ry we exchange for bliss — 2 Bliss to carnal minds unknown : O 'tis more than tongue can tell! Only to believers show n. ( rlorious and unspeakable 3 Christ, our Brother and our Friend, Shows us bis eternal lo\ Never shall our triumphs end. Till we take our seats above 4 Let ns walk with bim in white; For our bridal day prepare, For our partnership in light; For our glorious meeting there ! JUSTIFICATION. 357 487 10h & lis. C. Wesley Heaven below. UY God, I am thine, What a comfort divine, What a blessing to know that my Jesus is mine ! In th' heavenly Lamb Thrice happy I am, — My heart doth rejoice at the sound of Ins name. 2 True pleasures abound In the rapturous sound ; "Whoever hath found it, hath paradise found : My Jesus to know, And feel his blood flow, — 'Tis life everlasting, 'tis heaven below. 3 Yet onward I haste To the heavenly feast : That, that is the fulness ; but this is the taste ! And this I shall prove, Till with joy I remove To th' heaven of heavens in Jesus's love. 488 L- M. Watts. "Our rejoicing- is this" — LORD, how secure and bless'd are they Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin ! Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, Their minds have heaven and peace within. 2 The day glides sweetly o'er their heads, Made up of innocence and love ; And soft and silent as the shades Their nightly minutes gently move. 3 Quick as their thoughts their joys come on. But fly not half so fast away ; Their souls are ever bright as noon, And calm as summer evenings be. 4 How oft they look to th' heavenly hills, Where groves of living pleasures ^row' And longing hopes and cheerful smiles Sit undisturb'd upon their brow. CHRISTIAN EXPERIE 5 The; scorn to seek our golden i< But spend the day and share the night In numbering o'er the richer joj That heaven prepares for their delight 4b\) L M. W L - . . l". \\ 11< ) can describe the joys thai rise 1 1 Through all the courts of parad To sec a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born ! 2 With joy die Father doth appro The Bruit <>i bis eternal love ; The Son with j«»y looks down and - The purchase <»t' bis agonies. :; The Spirit takes delight to view The holy soul he lorm'd anew : And saints and angels join to sing The growing empire of their Kin 490 7s. c. \w ^.ukr XV. 10. CJt >\S of < Sod, exulting rise, i Join the triumph of the - - ; See the prodigal is come, Shout to hoar the wand'rer home ! 2 Strive in joy, with angels strive, Ho w ;iv dead, but now 's alii Loud repeat the glorious sound, He was lest, but now is found ! Now the gracious Father Bmil Now the Saviour boasts his - Now the Spirit griei <■< no more : Sing, ye heavens ; and earth, adore I ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 359 491 C. M. C. Wesley. The benediction. — Numbers vi. 24-27. JEHOVAH, God the Father, bless, •J And thy own work defend ! With mercy's outstretch'd arms embrace, And keep us to the end. Preserve the creatures of thy love By providential care. Conducted to the realms above, To sing thv goodness there ! 2 Jehovah. God the Son. reveal The brightness of thv face. And all thy pardon d people nil With plenitude of grace ! Shine forth with all the Deity. Which dwells in thee alone ; And lift us up. thy face to see, On thy eternal throne. 3 Jehovah. God the Spirit, shine, Father and Son to show! With bliss ineffable, divine. Our ravish'd hearts o'erhoiv! Sure earnest of that happiness Which human hope transcends, Be thou our everlasting peace, When grace in glory ends ! 8 ENTIRE SANCTIFICATIoX AND PEREECT LOVE, 49.2 Six 7s. C. AVe?ley " Clianged—from glory to glory" QTXCE the Son hath made me free, L Let me taste my liberty ! Thee behold with open face, Triumph in thy saving grace ! SGO CHRISTIAN i Hi i:. Thy great w ill < It -Ji ul it to prove, Glory in thy perfect Loi • 2 Abba, Father, hear thy child. Late in Jesus reconciled : Hear, and all the graces shov All the joy, and peace, and power; All in} Saviour asks above All the life and heaven of love. 3 Lord, I will not let thee go Till the blessing thou bestow: Hear my Advocate divine ! Lo ! to his my mi it I join : Join'd to his, it cannot fail : Bless me; for 1 will prevail. 4 Heavenly Father, life divine. Change my nature into thine! Move, and spread throughout my soul, Actuate, and lill the whole ! Be it I no longer now Living in the flesh, but thou 5 Holy Ghost, no more delay! Come, and in thy temples stay! .Now thine inward witness hear. Strong, and permanent, and clear: Spring of life, thyself impart : Rise eternal in my heart ! 493 s. m. c. Weblet. Tlir in v crt ation. 1MIK thing my God doth hate, That I no more may do. Thy creature. Lord, again create, And all my BOUl renew : My soul shall then, like thine. Abhor the thing unclean. And. sanctified by love divine, For ever cease Brora bud t ENT1R£ SANCTIFICATION. 361 2 That blessed law of thine, Jesus, to me impart, The Spirit's law of life divine, 0 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. Soul of my soul remain ! Who didst for all fulfil, In me, O Lord, fulfil again Thy heavenly Father's will ! 494 C. M. C. Wesley. Perfect purification. iiOE ever here my rest shall be, Close to thy bleeding side ; This all my hope, and all my plea, For me the Saviour died. 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, Till hope in full fruition die, And all my soul be love. 16 - F .1 362 OHEISTIAH BXPEHENCE. 495 Tv. c. w i T/u Sur tour's eopH \]>\ >. thou art our King! To me thy succour bring — Christ, the mighty One, art thou. Help for all on thee is laid : This the word ; 1 claim it now ; S<'ii(l me now the promised aid. 2 High on thy Father's throne, ( ) look with pity down ! Help, O help, attend my call, ( aptive lead captivity : King of glory, Lord of all, Christ, be Lord, he King to me ! 3 I pant to feel thy sway. And only thee t' obey : Thee my spirit gasps to meet: This my one. my ceaseless prayer, Blake, 0 make my heart thy seat, O set Up thy kingdom there! 4 Triumph and reign in me, And spread thy victory ; Hell, and death, and sin control, Pride, and wrath, and every foe, — All subdue; through all my soul, Conquering and to conquer go. 496 Six 8s. J. Wi>irv. [From the Germ.m of Paul Gerhard.] All-absorbing / JESUS, thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare O knit my thankful heart to thee, And reigD without a rival there! Thine wholly, thine alone. 1 am : Be thou alone my constant tlame. ENTIRE SAxN'CTIFICATION 363 2 O grant that nothing in my soul May dwell, but thy pure love alone ! O may thy love possess me whole, My joy, my treasure, and my crown ! Strange flames far from my heart remove. My every act, word, thought, be love. 3 O love, how cheering is thy ray ! All pain before thy presence flies ; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, Where'er thy healing beams arise ; O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek but thee ! 4 Unwearied may I this pursue, Dauntless to the high prize aspire Hourly within my soul renew This holy flame, this heavenly fire ' And day and night be all my care To guard the sacred treasure there. 497 CM. C.Wesley The rest of faith. LORD, I believe a rest remains, To all thy people known ; A rest where pure enjoyment reigns, And thou art loved alone : 2 A rest where all our soul's desire Is fix'd on things above ; Where fear, and sin, and grief 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. 3()4 ciiui.vriAN i;\ri;Kii;.N( E. 498 & it c. Weslev Concludt d. I WOULD be thine, thou know'st I would, And have thee all my own ; Thee, — 0 my riksofficient Good ! I want, — and thro alone. 2 Thy name to me, thy nature grant! This, only this, be given : Nothing besides my God I want; Nothing in earth or heaven. 3 Come, O my Saviour, come away! Lito my sovd descend! No Longer from thy creature stay, My Author and my End ! 4 Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, And seal me thine abod< ! Let all I am in thee be lost; Let all be lost in God ! 499 7a \ C. WraiArf The work of purification. Y OAV, e'en now. T yield. T yield, IN With all my sins to part : Jesus speak my pardon seal'd, And purify my heart ! Purge the love of sin awny. Then 1 into nothing fall, — Then I see the perfect day. And ( Ihrisl is all in all. 2 Jesus, now our hearts inspire With that pure love of thine; Kindle now the heavenly lire. To brighten and refine i Purify our faith like gold : All the drOBS of sin remove : Melt our spirit^ down, and mould Into thy perfect love. ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 365 500 c- M- c- Wesley. The rapture of love. I KNOW that my Redeemer lives, And ever prays for me : A token of his 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 should holy be ! What can withstand his will? The counsel of his grace 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 soon expect to find, In all its depth and height : To comprehend th' Eternal Mind. And grasp the Infinite. 501 C. M. C. Wesley. Concluded. TT^HEN Christ doth in my heart appear, Vi And love erects its throne, 1 then enjoy salvation here, And heaven on earth begun. 2 When God is mine, and I am his, Of paradise possest, ^(j(j CHRISTIAN I I taste unutterable Mi And everlasting rest. 3 The bliss of those that fully dwell, Fully in thee believe, Tis more than angel-tongues can tell, ( h angel-minds concert i 4 Thou only know'st who didst obtain, And die to make it known : The rioai hope. Jesus comes to Jilt us up ! 2 Let the living stones cry out ! Let the sens of Abreh'm shout: Praise we nil our lowly King Give him thanks, rejoice, ami Bmg 3 lie liath our salvation wrought: He our captive souls hath bought; He hath reconciled to Clod ; He hath wash'd u> in his blood. 4 "We are now his law fill right, Walk as children of the light: We shall soon obtain the grace, Pure in heart to see his ]; 5 We shall gain our calling's prize; After God we all shall n FilFd with joy, ami love, and peace, Perfected in holm. 6 Let us then rejoice in ho] Steadily to ( Ihrisl look up : Trust to he rodeeni'd from sin, Wait, till he appear within. 7 Hasten, Lord, the perfect day; Let thy every servant say, "1 have now obtain'd the power, Born of God. to sin no more." 51 -J C. ML 0. Wi >u:y. Rejoicing in hope* 0 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 1 view ; ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 373 Conqu'ror through him, I soon shall seize, And wear it as my due. 3 The promised land from Pisgah's top 1 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 water' st from on high, But make it all a pool : Spring up, O Well, I ever cry, Spring up within my soul ! 7 Come, O my God, thyself reveal, Fill all this mighty void : Thou only canst my spirit fill : Come, O my God, my God ! 513 Four 8s & two 6s. C. Wesley Rejoicing in hope. 0 GLORIOUS hope of perfect love! It lifts me up to things above ; It bears on eagles' wings ; It gives my ravish'd soul a taste, And makes me for some moments feast With Jesus' priests and kings. 2 Rejoicing now in earnest hope, I stand, and, from the mountain top, See all the land below : 374 QHEISTIAN I. Mi Rivers of milk and honey ris And all the fruits of paradise, Jn endless plenty grow, 3 A land of com. and wine, and oil, Favoured with God's peculiai smile, V. ith every blessing blest ; There dwells the Lord our Righteousness, And keeps his own in perfect peace, And everlasting rest 4 O that I might at once go up ! No more on this side Jordan stop, But now the land possess ! This moment end my legal years ; Sorrows, and sins, and doubts, and fears, A howling wilderness. 5 Now, O my Joshua, bring me in ! Cast out thy foes ; the inbred sin, The carnal mind, remove ; The purchase of thy death divide ; And, O ! with all the sanctified, Give me a lot of love ! 514 Four 6s & two 8s. C. Weslei "Rejoicing in hope* \ E ransom'd sinners, hear, .1 The pris'ners of the Lord, And wait till Christ appear, According to his word : Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me. We shall from all our BUlfl he free. 2 In ( rod we put our trust ; If we our sins confess, Faithful is he, and just, Prom all onrighteoun To cleanse us all. both you and me: We shall from all our sins he in ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 375 c) The word of God is sure, And never can remove ; We shall in heart be pure, And perfected in love : Rejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We shall from all our sins be free. 4 Then let us gladly bring Our sacrifice of praise : Let us give thanks and sing, And glory in his grace : Eejoice in hope, rejoice with me, We shall from all our sins be free. 515 Six 8s. C. Wesley. Prisoners of hope, PEIS'NERS of hope, lift up your heads, The day of liberty draws near ! Jesus, who on the serpent treads, Shall soon in your behalf appear : The Lord will to his temple come ; Prepare your hearts to make him room. 2 Ye all shall find whom in his word Himself hath caused to put your trust, The Father of our dying Lord Is ever to his promise just ; Faithful, if we our sins confess, To cleanse from all unrighteousness. 3 O ye of fearful hearts, be strong ! Your downcast eyes and hands lift up ' Ye shall not be forgotten long : Hope to the end, in Jesus hope ! Tell him, ye wait his grace to prove ; And cannot fail, if God is love ! 4 Pris'ners of hope, be strong, be bold ; Cast off your doubts, disdain to fear /57() CHUM 1AM EXP1 Dare to believe ' on Christ lay hold ! \\ restle with Christ in mighty prayer; Tell him, u \\ e \\ ill not let thee Till Pre thy name, thy nature know." 516 7l ft Q Wesley Deut. xxxiii. "VJONE is like Jeshurun's Clod, li So great, so strong, so high! Lo ! he spreads his wings abroad, He rides Upon the >k Israel is his first-boin son : God, th' almighty God, is tliine; See hilll to thy help come down, The excellence divine ! 2 Thee the great Jehovah deigi To sncconr and defend : Thee th' eternal Gfod sustains. Thy Maker and thy Friend : Israel, what hast thou to dread ! Safe from all impending harms, Round thee ami beneath are spread The everlasting arms. X ( Jot! is thine : disdain to fear The enemy within : ( rod shall in thy ilesh appear. And make an end of sin : God the man of sin shall slay. Fill thee with triumphant joy: God shall thrust him out, and say •• Destroy them all. destroy !" 4 All the Struggle then is o'er. And wan and fightings cease ■ brae] then shall sin no more. Hut dwell in perfect peace ENTIRE SANCT1FICATI0X. 377 All his enemies are gone : Sin shall have in him no part : Israel now shall dwell alone, With Jesus in his heart. 5 In a land of corn and wine His lot shall be below ; Comforts there, and blessings, join, And milk and honey flow : Facob's well is in his soul ; Gracious dew his heavens distil, Fill his soul, already full, And shall for ever fill. 6 Bless'd, O Israel, art thou ; What people is like thee ? Saved from sm, by Jesus, now Thou art, and still shalt be : Jesus is thy sevenfold shield ; Jesus is thy flaming sword ; Earth, and hell, and sin, shall yield To God's almighty word. 517 I*M. C.Wesley. Ezekiel xvi. 62, 63. OGOD, most merciful and true, Thy nature to my soul impart ; Stablish with me the cov'nant new, And stamp thine image on my heart. 2 To real holiness restored, O let me gain my Saviour's mind, And in the knowledge of my Lord, Fulness of life eternal find ! 3 Remember, Lord, my sins no more, That them I may no more forget ; But, sunk in guiltless shame, adore With speechless wonder, at thy feet 378 CHHI8TI! ICE. 4 ( )Vrw liclrnM with thy stupendous grace, 1 shall not in thy presence tao\ Bui breathe unutterable praise, And rapt'rous awe and silent love. 5 Then every murm'ring thought, and vain, Empires, in sweet confusion lost: I cannot of my cross complain, — I cannot of my goodness boast 6 Pardoifd for all that I have done. My month as in the dust 1 hide; And glory give to God alone, My God for ever pacified! 518 L. M. C. Wesley. Ezekielxxxvi. 23-25. GOD of all power, and truth, and izrace, Which shall from age to age endure; Whose word, when heaven and earth shall pass, Remains, and stands for ever sure: 2 Calmly to thee my soul looks up, And waits thy promises to prove, The object of my steadfast hope, The seal of thy eternal love. 3 That I thy mercy may proclaim, That all mankind thy truth may Hallow thy great and glorious name. And perfect holiness in me. 4 Thy sanctifying Spirit pour. To quench my thirst, and make me clean : Now. Father, lei the gracious shower Descend, and make me pure from sin. 51t inspire. That sacred, infinite desire. And toast my hungry heart , ENTIRE SAXCT1FICATI0N. 38 i Less than thyself cannot suffice ; My soul for ail thy fulness cries, For ali thou hast and art. 5 Mercy who show shall mercy find ; Thy pitiful and tender mind Be, Lord, on me bestow'd ; So shall I still the blessing gain, And to eternal life retain The mercy of my God. 6 Jesus, the crowning grace impart ' Bless me with purity of heart, That, now beholding thee, I soon may view thy open face, On all thy glorious beauties gaze, And God for ever see ! 523 Four 8s & two 6s. C. Wesley. Concluded.— Matt. v. 9-12. LORD, give me that pacific mind Which spreads thy peace amongmankind, And knits them all in one ; So shall he own me for Ins child, Who all. through thee, hath reconciled, And take me to Ins throne. 2 Not for my fault, or folly's sake, The name, or mode, or form I take, But for true holiness : Let me be wrong'd, reviled, abhorr'd, And thee, my sanctifying Lord, In life and death confess. 3 Call'd to sustain the hallo w'd cross, And suffer for thy righteous cause, Pronounce me doubly blest ; And let thy glorious Spirit, Lord, Assure me of my great reward, In heaven's eternal feast 382 CHRISTIAN i 5-24 C. .M. C. Wl-LKY. Rom. iv. L6-25. FATHER of Jesus Christ, my Lord, My Saviour and my Head, 1 trust iii thee, whose powerful word Jlath raised him from the dead. 2 Thou knowVt for my offence he died. And rose again lor me ; Fully and freely justified, That I might live to thee. 3 Eternal life to all mankind Thou hast in Jesus given : And all who seek, in him shall find The happiness of heaven. 4 All nations of the earth are blest In him, who would restore, And take them all into his r< And bid them sin no more. 5 O God, thy record I believe. Ill Ahralf m's footsteps tread; And wait, expecting to receive The Christ, the promised Seed! 525 C. M. G Wiilii Concluded* IN hope, against all human hope, Self-desp'rate I believe ; Thy quick'ning word shall raise me up, Thou shalt thy Spirit gii 2 The thine surpasses all my thought; But faithful is my Lord ; Through unbelief I stagger not. For CJod bath spoke the word. 3 Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to that alone ; ENTIRE SANCTIFICAT10N. 383 Laughs at impossibilities, And cries, " It shall be done !" 4 To thee the glory of thy power And faithfulness I give ! 1 shall in Christ, at that glad hour, And Christ in me shall live. 5 Obedient faith that waits on thee, Thou never wilt reprove ; But thou wilt form thy Son in me, And perfect me in love. 526 L- M. J. Wesley. [From the French.) The act of consecration. COME, Saviour, Jesus, from above ! Assist me with thy heavenly grace ; Empty my heart of earthly love, And for thyself prepare the place. 2 O let thy sacred presence fill, And set my longing spirit free, Which pants to have no other will, But day and night to feast on thee. 3 While in this region here below, No other good will I pursue : 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 I 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. 384 CllKlsTlA.X LM'LRILNCE. 527 L- ML J. Wn icladtd. WEALTH, honour, pleasure, and what else This short-enduring world can irive. Temj>t as ye will, my soul rej To Christ alone resolved to live, 2 Thee I can love, and thee alone, "With pure delight and inward bi To know thou tak'st me lor thine own. O what a happiness is this! 3 Nothing on earth do I desire But thy pure love within my hreast: This, only this, will I require. And freely give up all the rest. 528 G.M. C. Wesibt. The act of const e ration. LET Him to whom we now belong His sovereign right assert! And take up every thankful somr. And every laving heart. 2 lie justly claims us for his own. "Who bought us with a price: The Christian lives to Christ alone, To Christ alone he dil 3 Jeans, thine own at last receive, Fulfil our heart's desire : And let us to thy glory live, And in thy cause expire ! 4 Our souls and bodie* we resigi}' With joy we render thee Our* all. no longer ours, but thine. To all eternity . ENTIRE SaNCTIFICATION. 385 529 Six 8s. C. Wesley The act of consecration. BEHOLD the servant of the Lord! I wait thy guiding eye to feel, To hear and keep thy every word, To prove and do thy perfect will ; Joyful from my own works to cease, Glad to fulfil all righteousness. 2 Me if thy grace vouchsafe to use, Meanest of all thy creatures, me, The deed, the time, the manner, choose ; Let all my fruit be found of thee ; Let all my works in thee be wrought, By thee to full perfection brought. 3 Here then to thee thine own I leave ; Mould as thou wilt thy passive clay ; But let me all thy stamp receive, But let me all thy words obey ; Serve with a single heart and eye, And to thy glory live and die. 530 Six 7s. C. Wesley The act of consecration. FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by the celestial host, Let thy will on earth be done , Praise by all to thee be given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven ! 2 Vilest of the sinful race, Lo ! I answer to thy call : Meanest vessel of thy grace, Grace divinely free for all ; Lo ! I come to do thy will, All thy counsel to fulfil. T 17 386 ( HWSTIAN I NCE. 3 If so poor a worm as I May to thy great glory live, All my actions sanctify, All my words and thoughts receive, Claim nir for thy Bervice, claim Ail I have, and all 1 am. 4 Take my soul and body's powers : Take my mem'ry, mind, and will: All my goods, and all my hours; All I know, and all I feel; All I think, or speak, or do : Take my heart ; — but make it new ! 5 Now, my God, thine own I am, Now I give thee back thine own : Freedom, friends, and health, and fame. Consecrate to thee alone : Thine I live, thrice happy I! Happier still if thine 1 die. 6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in Three, and Three in One, As by tin1 celestial host. Let thy will on earth he done; Praise by all to thee he given, Glorious Lord of earth and heaven! 531 8.M. CWrtui The act of const era (ion. L( )\l I), in the strength of gnu With a glad heart and fr .Myself my residue of days, I consecrate to thee, 2 Thy ransom'd servant, I Restore to thee thy own : And. from this moment, live or die, To serve my God alone. ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 387 532 Six 8s. C. Wesley. The act of consecration. OGOD ! what off 'ring shall I give To thee, the Lord of earth and skies ? My spirit, soul, and flesh receive, A holy, living sacrifice ; Small as it is, 'tis all my store ; More shouldst thou have, if I had more. 2 Now, then, my God, thou hast my soul : No longer mine, but thine I am : Guard thou thine own, possess it whole ! Cheer it with hope, with love inflame ! Thou hast my spirit : there display Thy glory to the perfect day. 3 Thou hast my flesh, thy hallow'd shrine, Devoted solely to thy will : Here let thy light for ever shine : This house still let thy presence fill : O Source of life — live, dwell, and move In me, till all my life be love ! 533 C. M. C. Wesley, Praying for a holy heart. OF OR 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 ! Wliich neither life nor death can part From Him that dwells within 388 < iikistian* i;\ii:rii:.\ce. 4 A heart in every thought renew*d| And foil of love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, — A copy, Lord, of thine. 534 7s, Gs, & 8s. C. Wesley nt ring the soul in Ood, T] PRIGIIT, both in heart and will, I J We by onr God were made; But we tnnfd from good to ill. And o'er the eivalmv stray'd; Multiplied onr wand'ring thought, Which first was lix'd on Clod alone; In ten thousand objects sought The bliss we lost in one 2 From onr own inventions vain Of fancied happiness, Draw ns to thyself again, And bid onr wand'ringB cease; Jesns. speak onr souls restored. By love's divine simplicity ; Reunited to onr Lord. And wholly lost in thee! 535 CM. C.Wesley. Longing to be crucified with Christ. TSSUS, my lite, thyself apply. Thy Holy Spirit breathe ; ^\ly vile affections crucify, ( lonfbrm me to thy death. 2 More of thy life, and more. [ have. As die old Adam dies : Bury me, Saviour, in thy grave. That I with thee may ri>o. 2 Reign in me, Lord, thy foes control, Who would not own thy sway; j ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 389 Diffuse thine image through my soul, Shine to the perfect day. 4 Scatter the last remains of sin, And seal me thine abode ! O make me glorious all within, A temple built by God ! 536 7s. J. Wesley [From the German of Schindler.] Panting for purity. HOLY Lamb, who thee receive, Who in thee begin to live, Day and night they cry to thee, As thou art, so let us be ! 2 Jesus, see my panting breast ! See I pant in thee to rest ! Gladly would I now be clean ; Cleanse me now from every sin. 3 Fix, O fix my wav'ring mind ! To thy cross my spirit bind : Earthly passions far remove ; Swallow up my soul in love. 4 Dust and ashes though we be, Full of sin and misery, Thine we are, thou Son of God : Take the purchase of thy blood ! 5 See, ye sinners, see the flame, Rising from the slaughter'd Lamb, Marks the new, the living way, Leading to eternal day. 6 Jesus, when this light we see, All our soul 's athirst for thee ; AYhen thy quick'ning power Ave prove, All our heart dissolves in love. 390 CHRIST! 5in 8s&7s. C.Wesley. Invoking Divine L LOVE Divine, all loves excelllii| Joy of heaven, to earth conic down Fix in ns thy bumble dwelling, All thy faithful mercies crown! Jesus, thou art all compassion, Pure unbounded love thou art; Visit us with thy salvation ; Knter every trembling heart 2 Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast ! Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find that second rest. Take away our bent to sinning, Alpha and Omega h<-. End of faith, as its beginning Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Come, almighty to deliver, Let us all thy lite receive, Suddenly return, and never, Never more thy temples leave : Thee avc would be always blessing; Serve thee as thy hosts above; Pray, and praise thee, without ceasing Glory in thy perfect love. 4 Finish, then, thy new creation, Pure and spotless let lis he ; Let ns see thy great salvation, Perfectly restored in thee : Changed from glory into glory, Til] in heaven we lake our place, Till we cast our crowns before the°, Lost in wonder, love and praise! ENTIRE SANCT1FICATI0N. 391 538 L. M. C.Wesley. Seeking perfect rest in Christ. OTHAT 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, Give me thy meek and lowly mind, And stamp thine image on my heart. 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, And fully set my spirit free ; I cannot rest till pure within, Till I am wholly lost in thee. 4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God, Thy light and easy burden prove, The cross, all stain'd with hallow'd blood, The labour 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. 6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, Nor let thy chariot wheels delay : Appear, in my poor heart appear ! My God, my Saviour, come away ! 539 8s. C. Wesley Desiring full salvation. VHAT now is my object and aim ? What now is my hope and desire ? To follow the heavenly Lamb, And after his image aspire : CHRISTIAN I 2 My hope is all centred in thee; I trust to recover thy love, — On earth thy salvation t And then to enjoy it above. 540 C. M. C. Wesley Lodging to hi established in la MY God! I know. J feel thee mine, And will not quit my claim. Till all I have is lost in thine, And all renew'd 1 am. 2 I hold thee with a trembling hand. But will not let tlice go, Till steadfastly by Faith 1 stand, And all thy goodness know. 3 When shall I see the welcome houi That plants my God in o Spirit of health, and life, and power, And perfect liberty ! 4 Jesns. thine all-victorious love Shed in my heart abroad : Then shall my feet no longer rove, Jiooted and iix'd in God ,~)41 C. M. C. Wesley. tchtSt d. OTHAT in me the sacred fire Might now begin to glow! IUirn np the dross of base desire. And make the mountains How! 2 O that it now from heaven might fall, And all my sins consume ! Come, Holy Gboet, lor thee J call, Spirit of Doming; come. 3 Refining lire, go through my heart; Illuminate my soul ; ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 393 Scatter thy life through every part, And sanctify the whole. 4 No longer then my heart shall mourn, While, purified by grace, 1 only for his glory burn, And always see his face. 542 7s. C. Wesley. Longing- to be complete in Christ. SAVIOUR of the sin-sick soul, Give me faith to make me whole ; Finish thy great work of grace ; Cut it short in righteousness. 2 Speak the second time, " Be clean !" Take away my inbred sin : Every stumbling-block remove ; Cast it out by perfect love. 3 Nothing less will I require, Nothing more can I desire : None but Christ to me be given ; None but Christ in earth or heaven. 4 O that I might now decrease ! O that all I am might cease ! Let me into nothing fall ! Let my Lord be all hi all ! 543 L. M. C. Wesley. Praying for perfection. "\TTHAT ! never speak one evil word ? VV 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 17* 394 CHRISTIAN I ;> J J c M. CWmiT king a perfi ct i kEEPEN the wound thy bands have made . / In this Weak, helpless SOUl, Till mercy, witb its balmy aid, I tescdhd to make me whole 2 The sharpness of thy two-edged sword Enable me \ endure ; Till bold to say, My hallowing Lord Hath wrohghl a perfect cure. 3 I sec th' exceeding broad command, Which all contains in one : Enlarge my heart to understand The mystery unknown. 4 O that with all thy saints T might By sweet experience prove What is the length, and breadth, and height, And depth, of perfect love ! ;>15 7a C. Wesley Humble aspiration, SEN, my Saviour, shall I he Perfectly resign'd to thee? Poor and vile in my own eyes, ( hily in thy wisdom wii 2 Only thee content to know, [gnorani of all below I ( )nly guided by thy Light : ( )nly mighty in thy might I 3 So I may thy Spirit know, Lei him as be listeth blow : Let the manner he unknown, So 1 may with thee he one. •i Fully in my life expi All the heights of holmes*; Sweetly le1 my spirit prove All the depths of humble love. w ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 395 546 S. M. C. Wesley Waiting' at the Cross. 1 RATHER, I dare believe Thee merciful and true : Thou wilt my guilty soul forgive, My fallen soul renew. 2 Come then, for Jesus' 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' impart The spotless purity. 4 While at thy cross I lie, Jesus, the grace bestow ; Now thy all-cleansing blood apply, And I am white as snow. 547 C. M. C. Wesle* Sanctifying- faith implored. GOD of eternal truth and grace, Thy faithful promise seal ! Thy word, thy oath, to Abrah'm's race; In us, e'en us, fulfil. 2 Let us, to perfect love restored, Thy image here retrieve, And in the presence of our Lord The life of angels five. 3 That mighty faith on me bestow Which cannot ask in vain ; Which holds, and will not let thee #o, Till I my suit obtain, — J 396 (jn 4 Till thou into my soul inspire The perfect love unknoii n. And toll my infinite desi u Whate'er thou will, be done.?1 6 Bat is it possible that I Should livo. and sin no more? Lord, it* on thro I daro rely, The faith shall bring the power 6 On toe the taith divine bestow, Which doth the mountain move; And all my Spotless life shall show Th' omnipotence of love, 548 C. M. The heart dissolving in I ESUS hath died that I might In Blight live to God alone ; In him eternal lilo receive, And be in spirit one. 2 Saviour, T thank thee for the grace, The gift unspeakable ; And wait with arms of faith f embrace And all thy love to tool. 3 My soul breaks out in strong desire The perfect bliss to prove ; My longing heart is all on lire To be dissolved in love. •1 (live me tin -elf: from every boa>t, From every wish set free : Let all 1 am in thee he lost : But give thyself to me. 6 Thy gifts, alas' cannot sutlice, Unless thyself be given ; Thy presence makes my paradisi And where thou art is heaven. ENTIRE SANCTIFICATION. 397 549 CM. C. Wesley The cleansing act. C\ OME, O my God, the promise seal, ) This mountain, sin, remove ! Now in my waiting soul reveal The virtue of thy love. 2 I want thy life, thy purity, Thy righteousness, brought in : 1 ask, desire, and trust in thee To be redeem'd from sin. 3 For this, as taught by thee, I pray, And can no longer doubt ! Remove from hence ! to sin I say ; Be cast this moment out ! 4 Anger and sloth, desire and pride, This moment be subdued ! Be cast into the crimson tide Of my Bedeemer's blood. 5 Saviour, to thee my soul looks up, My present Saviour thou ! In all the confidence of hope I claim the blessing now ! 6 'Tis done ; thou dost this moment save, With full salvation bless ; Bedemption through thy blood I have, And spotless love and peace. 550 L- »!. C. Wesley. Rejoicing in entire sanctijication. AUICKEN'D with our immortal Head, y^ Who daily, Lord, ascend with thee, Bedeem'd from sin, and free indeed, We taste our glorious liberty. , 2 Saved from the fear of hell and death, With joy we seek the things above ; 398 CHRISTIAN EXPERI8B And all thy saints the spirit breathe ( )f power, sobriety, and love. 3 Power o'er the World, the liend, and si* We through thy gracious Spirit teel: Full power toe victory to win, And answer all thy righteous will. 4 Pure love to God thy members find, Pure love to every soul of man; And in thy sober, spotless mind. Saviour, our heaven on earth we gain. 551 7s. C. WESLtH Exulting in perfect lore. JESUS, all-atoning Lamb, Thine, and only thine, I am ; Take my body, spirit, soul ; Only thou possess the whole. 2 Thou my one thing needful be; Let me ever cleave to tip Let me choose the hotter part; Let me give thee all my heart. 3 Fairer than the sons of men, Do not let me turn again, Leave the fountain-head of bliss. Stoop to creature happin< 4 Whom have I on earth below ? Thee, and only thee. I know : Whom have I in heaven but thee9 Thou art all in all to me. 5 Ml my treasure is abo All my riches is thy love ; Who the worth of love can tell? Infinite, unsearchable ! 6 Thou. ( ) Love, my portion art : Lord, thou know*st my simple heart' DUTIES AND TRIALS. 399 Other comforts I despise ; Love be all my paradise. 7 Nothing else can I require ; Love fills up my whole desire ; All thy other gifts remove, Still thou giv'st me all in love ! 3. DUTIES AM) TRIALS. 552 6s, 8s, & 4s. Olivers. The God of Abraham. 'HE God of Abrah'm praise, Who reigns enthroned above, — Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love : JEHOVAH, GREAT I AM! By earth and heaven confess' d ; I bow, and bless the sacred name For ever bless'd. T 2 The God of Abrah'm praise, At whose supreme command From earth I rise — and seek the joys At his right hand : I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame, and power ; And him my only portion make, My shield and tower. 3 The God of Abrah'm praise, Whose all-sufficient grace Shall guide me all my happy days In all his ways : He calls a worm his friend ! He calls himself my God ! And he shall save me to the end, Through Jesus' blood ! 400 CHBI8TIAH EXPERH» 4 He by himself hath sworn; I on his oath depend ; I shall, on eagles1 wings upborne, To heaven ax-end: I shall behold his lace, I shall his power adore, And sing the wonders of his grace For evermore. 553 6s, 8s, & 4s. Olivers. Continued. THOUGH nature's strength decay And eailh and hell withstand, To Canaan's bounds I urge my way, At his command. The wat'iy deep I pass, With Jesns in my new : And through the howling wilderness My way pursue. 2 The goodly land I see, With peace and plenty blest ; A land of sacred liberty, And endless rest. There milk and honey How, And oil and wine abound, And trees of life lbr ever grow, With mercy crown'd. 3 There dwells the Lord our King, The Lord our Kiirliteoiish' Triumphant o'er tbe world and sin, The Prince of peace ; On Sion's sacred height His kingdom still maintains ; And glorious with the saints in light, Tor ever reigns. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 401 4 He keeps his own secure, He guards them by his side, Arrays in garments white and pure His spotless bride : With streams of sacred bliss, With groves of living joys, With all the fruits of paradise He still supplies. 5 Before the great Three- One They all exulting stand, And tell the wonders he hath done Through all their land : The list'ning spheres attend, And swell the growing fame, And sing, hi songs which never end, The wondrous name. 554 6s) 8s, & 4s. Olivers, Concluded. THE God who reigns on high The great archangels sing, And " Holy, holy, holy," cry, " Almighty King ! Who was and is the same, And evermore shall be, Jehovah, Father, great I AM, We worship thee." 2 Before the Saviour's face The ransom' d nations bow ; O'erwhelm'd at his almighty grace, For ever new : He shows his prints of love, — They kindle to a flame ! And sound, through all the worlds above, The slaughter'd Lamb. z 402 CHEISTIAN BXP1 The whole triumphant h< ( Jive thanks to God on hii^li ; "Hail. Father, Son, and Holy Ghost/' They ever cry : Hail. Abrah'm's God, and mine ! (I join the heavenly laj All might and majesty arc thine. And endless praise. 555 S. M. C. Wesley. Stranger* awl pilgrims* IN every time and pla< Who serve the Lord mosl high, Are call'd his sovereign will t* embra And still their own deny, — 2 To follow his command, On earth as pilgrims ro\ And seek an undiscovered land, And house, and friends ahove. 3 Father, the narrow path To that far country show ; And in the steps of Abrah'm's faith Enable me to go. 4 A cheerful sojourner Where'er thou bidd'st me roam, Till, guided by thy Spirit here, 1 teach my heavenly home. 556 7b & k v v k The pilgrim 11ISE, my sonl. and stretch thy win. I Thy hotter portion tra< Rise from transitory thin. Tow'nl heaven, thy native place : Sun. and moon, and stare, dee; Time shall soon this earth remove: DUTIES AND TRIALS. 403 Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course ; Fire ascending seeks the sun ; Both speed them to their source : So a soul that 's born of God Pants to view his glorious face, Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; Press onward to the prize ; Soon our Saviour will return, Triumphant in the skies. Yet a season, and you know, Happy entrance will be given ; All our sorrows left below, And earth exchanged for heaven. Lo' 557 10s, 5s, & lis. C. Wesley. The pilgrimage. COME, let us anew Our journey pursue, With vigour arise, And press to our permanent place in the skies. Of heavenly birth, Though wand' ring on earth, This is not our place, But strangers and pilgrims ourselves we con- fess. 2. At Jesus's call We gave up our all ; And still we forego, For Jesus's sake, our enjoyments below. No longing we find For the country behind ; But onward we move, And still we are seeking a country above — 3 A country of joy Without any alloy, We thither repair : Our hearts and our treasure already are there. 40 t USTIAM I NCE. We march hand in hand To [mmanuePaland; No matter what cheer We meet with on earth; lor eternity's near! 4 The rougher our way. The shorter outstay; The tempests thai rif Sliall gloriously hurry our souls to the skies. The fiercer the blast; The sooner 'tis pai The trochlea thai come. Shall come to OQf rescue, and hasten us home. 558 8s, 7 Williams. The pilgrimage* GUIDE me, O thou gieal Jehovah. Pilgrim through this barren land; 1 am weak, but thou art mighty; Hold me with thy powerful hand: Bread of heaven. Feed me till 1 want no more. 2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain Whence the healing waters How; Let the fiery, cloudy pillar. Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deliverer! Be thou still my strength and shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me sate on Canaan's side: Songs of praises — ] will ever give to thee, 55!) C M- Watts The pilgrim IOKD! what a wretched land is this, J Thai yields us no supply, — No cheering fruits, no wholesome tr Nor streams ^[' living joy ! DUTIES AND TRIALS. 405 2 Our journey is a thorny maze, But we march upward still ; Forget these troubles of the ways, And reach at Zion's hill. 3 See the kind angels, at the gates, Inviting us to come ; , There Jesus, the Forerunner, waits To welcome trav'lers home. 4 There, on a green and flow'ry mount, Our weary souls shall sit, — And, with transporting joys, recount The labours of our feet. 5 No vain discourse shall fill our tongue, Nor trifles vex our ear ; Infinite grace shall be our song, And God rejoice to hear. 560 Six 8s. C.Wesley. The pilgrim's song. LEADER of faithful souls, and Guide Of all that travel to the sky, Come, and with us, e'en us, abide, Who would on thee alone rely ; On thee alone our spirits stay, While held in life's uneven way. 2 Strangers and pilgrims here below, This earth we know is not our place ; But hasten through the vale of wo, And, restless to behold thy face, Swift to our heavenly country move, Our everlasting home above. 3 We have no 'biding city here, But seek a city out of sight ; Thither our steady course we steer, Aspiring to the plains of light, 40 6 CHBISTIAN EXPERIENCE. Jerusalem, the saints1 abode, Whose founder is the living God 4 Patient th* appointed race to nm. This weary world we cast behind; From strength to strength we travel on, The New Jerusalem to find ; Our labour this, our only aim. To find the \ew Jerusalem. o Through thee, who all our sins hasthorne, Freely and graciously forgiven, With songs to /ion we return, Contending for OUT native heaven, — That palace of our glorious King; We find it nearer while we sing. 6 E'en now Ave taste the pleasures there! A cloud of spicy odors come-. Soft watted by the balmy air. Sweeter than Arahy's perfum From Zion's top the breezes blow, And cheer us in the vale below ! 7 liaised by the breath oflove divine. We urge our way with strength renewed ; The church of the first-born to join, We travel to the mount of God : With joy upon our heads arise. And meet our Saviour in the ski 5, 561 7 N ' f V i pilgrim's tong, tfHILDREN ofthe heavenly Kin- V As we journey let OS sing; Sing our Saviour's worthy praise, ( Ilorious in his works and wa\ 2 We are trav'limr home to God, In the way our lathers trod ; DUTIES AND TRIALS. 407 They are happy now, and we Soon their happiness shall see. 3 O ye banish'd seed, be glad ! Christ our Advocate is made : Us to save, our flesh assumes, Brother to our souls becomes. 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of our land ; Jesus Christ, our Father's Son, Bids us undismayed go on. 5 Lord ! obediently we'll go, Gladly leaving all below : Only thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee. 562 C. M. Watts. Psalm lxxi. 15. MY Saviour, my almighty Friend, When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust ; Thy goodness I adore : Send down thy grace, O blessed Lord, That I may love thee more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road : And march with courage in thy strength, To see the Lord my God. 4 Awake ! awake ! my tuneful powers, With this delightful song, And entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long. 408 CHW8W 5f)3 C. .U DODDRIDOE. haidli xxxv. 10. OllVG, O ft ninsoiii'd of tb€ Lord, i Your great DeKv'rei sing; Pilgrims, for Zion's city hound. Be joyi'ul in your King. 2 A hand divine shall Lead you on, Through all the blissful road. Till to the .sacn-d mount you ru And see your smiling Clod. 3 There garlands of immortal joy Shall bloom on every head : "While sorrow, wighipg, and distress^ Like shadows all are fled 4 March on in your Redeemer's strength ; Pursue bis footsteps still ; And let the prospect cheer your eyi While Lab'ring ap the hill. 564 c. M. c. w.M.i.Y Walking with (>\)rf. TALK with us. Lord, thyself reveal, While here o'er earth we rove ; Speak to our hearts, and let us feel The kindlings of thy love. 2 With thee conversing, we forget All time, and toil, and care: Labour is rest, and pain is swei h'thou, my God, art here. 3 Here then, my God, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my near! rejoice ; Mv bounding heart shall own thy sway, And echo to thy voice. 4 Thou ealleM me to seek thy face; 'Tis all 1 wish to seek: DUTIES AND TRIALS. 409 T attend the whispers of thy grace, And hear thee inly speak. 5 Let this my every hour employ, Till I thy glory see, Enter into my Master's joy, And find my heaven in thee ! 5g5 C. M. Doddridge. "And Enoch walked with God." CREER'D with thy converse, Lord, I trace The desert with delight ; Through all the gloom, one smile of thine Can dissipate the night. 2 Nor shall I through eternal days A restless pilgrim roam ; Thy hand, that now directs my course, Shall soon convey me home. 3 I ask not Enoch's rapt'rous flight To realms of heavenly day ; Nor seeJv Elijah's fiery steeds, To bear this flesh away. 4 Joyful my spirit will consent To drop its mortal load ; And hail the sharpest pangs of death, That break its way to God. 566 L. M. Watts. The Christian race. A WAKE, our souls ! away, our fears ! ZX Let every trembling thought be gone ! Avvake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint ; Bat they forget the mighty God That feeds the strength of every saint. 18 *1 1 0 CHRISTIAN BXPEfclENCE. 3 From Him. the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh suppl] While Mich as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 4 Swift as (he eagle cuts the air. We'll mount aloft to his abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 567 C. M. Doddrdge. The Christian race. AWAKE, my soul! stretch every nerve, And press with vigour on : A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in lull survey : ^orgetthe steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high; 'Tis his own hand presents the prize; To thine aspiring eye, 4 That prize, with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors' wreaths and nionarchs* geiUS Shall blend in common dust. 6 Bless'd Saviour! introduced by thee. Have I my nice begun : And. crown'd with victfry, at thy feet I'll lay my honours down. 568 & & Hammond, ■istian r< JACERS of Christ, arise! V Stand forth, prepare to run ! ! DUTi.ES AND TRIALS. 411 Toward the goal lift up your eyes, And manfully go on. 2 Tis true, the race is sharp ; But, then, it is not long ; Each racer soon will take his harp, And warble Zion's song. 3 Open the eye of faith, And view the crown on high ; Break through the snares of sin and death ; To endless glory fly. 4 Nearer approaches make ; Run to the heavenly land; The prize of your high calling take In your victorious hand. 569 C M. Watts. Sluggishness lamented. MY drowsy powers, why sleep ye so ? Awake, my sluggish 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 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 purchased with his blood ! 5 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still, And never act our parts ? 1 1 O ( Hia-n.w :.v E. Come Holy Dove, from tir heavenly hill And warm OUT frozen heart-. 6 Give ns with active warmth to move, \\ ith \ iflfrous souls to n With hands of faith and wings of love, To fly and take the prize. r>7() L. M. J. AYe-ley, [From the German.] Zeal implored, 0 TIIOC who all things cans! control, Chase this dread slumber from my soul; With joy and tear, with love and awe, Give me to keep thy perfect law. 2 O may one beam of thy blessM light Pierce through, dispel, the shade of night; Touch my cold breast with heavenly lire, With holy, conqu'ring zeal inspire. 3 With outfetretch'd bandsand streamings ( )ft I begin to grasp the prize ; 1 groan, I strive, I watch. I pray: But ah! how soon it dies away! 4 The deadly slumber soon I feel Afresh upon my spirit steal : Rise. Lord, stir up thy quickening power, And wake me. that 1 sleep no more. 57 1 - Bb. .1. WatLKY, TTTEF] will 1 love, my strength, my tower; Thee will I love, my joy, my crown; Thee will I love with all my power. In all thy works, and thee alone ; Thee will j love, till the pure fire Fills niv whole soul with chaste desire. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 413 2 All ! why did I so late thee know, Thee, lovelier than the sons of men ! All ! why did I no sooner go To thee, the only ease in pain ! Ashamed I sigh, and inly mourn That I so late to thee did turn. 3 In darkness willingly I stray'd ; I sought thee, yet from thee I roved ; Far wide my wand'ring thoughts were spread; Thy creatures more than thee I loved : And now if more at length I see, 'Tis through thy light, and conies from thee. 4 I thank thee, uncreated Sun, That thy bright beams on me have sinned ; ml O * I thank thee, who hast overthrown My foes, and heal'd my wounded mind ; I thank thee, whose enliv'ning voice Bids my freed heart in thee rejoice. 5 Uphold me in the doubtful race, Nor suffer me again to stray ; Strengthen my feet, with steady pace Still to press forward in thy way ; My soul and flesh, O Lord of might, Fill, satiate, with thy heavenly light. 6 Give to mine eyes refreshing tears ; Give to my heart chaste, hallo w'd fires ; Give to my soul, with filial fears, The love that all heaven's host inspires ; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 7 Thee will I love, my joy, my crown, Thee will I love, my Lord, my God ; Thee will I love, beneath thy frown Or smile, — thy sceptre or thy rod ; What though my flesh and heart decay, Thee shall I love in endless day ! 414 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE, 572 7s. C. Wesley. V> r$( r> ring Lrr SON of God, thy blessing grant ; Still supply our every want ! Tree of life, thy influence shed ! "With thy sap my spirit feed 2 Tenderesl branch, alas ! am I, Wither without thee and die; Weak as helpless infancy ; O confirm my soul in Ihee ! 3 Unsostain'd by thee 1 fall ; Send the help for which 1 call: \\ eaker than a braised reed, Help I every moment need. 4 All my hopes on thro depend; Love me, save iue to the end; ( rive me the continuing grace, Take the everlasting praise. 573 Six 8s. C. Wesley. S If-n nuttcuUion. MASTER, I own thy lawful claim, Thine, wholly thine, I long to he! Thou seest, at last. 1 willing am. Where'er thou go's! to follow tip Myself in all things to deny ; Thine, wholly thine, to live and die. 2 Whate'er my sinful flesh requires* For thee I cheerfully forego ; My covetous and \aiu desin 8, My hopes of happiness below ; My senses1 and my passions1 food, And all my thirst for creature-good 3 Pleasure, and wealth, and praise, no more Shall lead my captive soul astray DUTIES AND TRIALS. 41 5 My fond pursuits I all give o'er, Thee, only thee, resolv'd f obey : My own in all things to resign, And know no other will but thine. 574 C. M. C. Wesley, Living by faith. TESUS, to thee I now can fly, J On whom my help is laid : Oppress'd by sins, I lift my eye, And see the shadows fade. 2 Believing on my Lord, I find A sure and present aid : On thee alone my constant mind Be every moment stay'd ! 3 Whate'er in me seems wise or good, Or strong, I here disclaim : 1 wash my garments in the blood Of the atoning Lamb. 4 Jesus, my strength, my life, my rest, On thee will I depend, Till summon'd to the marriage feast, When faith in sight shall end. 575 7s, 6s, & 8s. C. Wesley Only Jesus. VAIN, delusive world, adieu, With all of creature good ! Only Jesus I pursue, Who bought me with his blood ! All thy pleasures I forego, I trample on thy wealth and pride : Only Jesus will I know, And Jesus crucified. 2 Other knowledge I disdain, 'Tis ah but vanity: i 1 () GHRIS1 IAN J.XI I.Kii. ■ Christ; the Lamb of God, was slain, 1 1<- tasted death lur me ! Me to save from endless n o The nil-atoning Victim died ! Only Jesus will I know. And Jesus crucified ! 3 Sere will I sel up my rest ; My fluctuating heart From the haven of his breast Shall never more depart : Whither should a sinner go i His wounds lor me stand open wide: Only Jesus will I know. And Jesus crucified ! 1 Him to know is lite and peace, And pleasure without end ; This is all my happin ( )n Jesus to depend : Daily in hi> grace to grow, And ever in his faith abide : Only Jesus will J know. And Jesus crucified ! o O that I could all invite. This saving truth to prove, — Show the length, the breadth, the height, And depth, of Jesus' love ! Fain I would to sinners show The blood by faith alone applied! Only JesUS w ill 1 know. And Jesus crucified ! 5 7 0 B. M. G Wmlii /)>//' nding on Christ. TV^l'^. my truth, my way. My Mire, unerring light; ( )n thee my feeble steps I stay, \\ hich thou will guide aright DUTIES AND TRIALS. 417 2 My wisdom and my guide, My counsellor thou art ; O never let me leave thy side, Or from thy paths depart ! 3 I lift mine eyes to thee, Thou gracious, bleeding Lamb, That I may now enlighten'd be, And never put to shame. 4 Never will I remove Out of thy hands my cause ; But rest in thy redeeming love,* And hang upon thy cross. 5 Teach me the happy art, In all things to depend On thee ; O never, Lord, depart, But love me to the end. 577 S. M. N C.Wesley. Concluded. HTILL stir me up to strive - O With thee in strength divine ; And every moment, Lord, revive This fainting soul of mine. 2 Persist to save my soul Throughout the fiery hour, Till I am every whit made whole, And show forth all thy power. 3 Through fire and water bring Into the wealthy place ; And teach me the new song to sing, When perfected in grace ! 4 O make me all like thee, Before I hence remove ! Settle, confirm, and stablish me, And build me up in love. 2 A 18* 418 CHRISTUM EXPERIENCE. 5 Let me thy witness live, When Mil is all destroyed ; And t J 1 cm 1 my spotless soul receive, And take me borne to God. 578 CM, C. Wesley Filial fear. C\ OD of all grace and majesty, VT 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 The Comforter divine. 2 Still may I walk as in thy sight, 31 y strict ( Observer see ; And thou, by rev'rent love, unite My childlike heart to thee : Still let me, till my days are past, At Jesus' feet abide : So shall he lift me up at last, And seat me by his side. 57<) L. M. C. Wbslb* TjU >■' /•' //'■' and godly fi 11HE voice thai speaks Jehovah near, . The still, small \oiee. 1 hum lo hear; O may it new my Lord proclaim, And till my soul with holy shame! 2 Ashamed 1 must for ever be, Afraid the ( >od of love to see, If saints and prophets hide their face. And angels tremble while thev gaze! DUTIES AND TRIALS. 419 580 Four 8s & two 6s- c* Wesley. Circumspection. 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. 2 O may I still from sin depart ; A wise and understanding heart, Jesus, to me he given ! And let me through thy Spirit know, To glorify my God below, And find my way to heaven. 581 Six 8s. C. Wesley. Consistency. VATCH'D by the world's malignant eye, Who load us with reproach and shame, As servants of the Lord most high, As zealous for his glorious name, We ought in all his paths to move, With holy fear and humble love. 2 That wisdom, Lord, on us bestow, From every evil to depart, — To stop the mouth of every foe, While, upright both in life and heart, The proofs of godly fear we give, And show them how the Christians live. 582 C. M. C. Wesley A tender conscience. I WANT a principle within, Of jealous, godly fear, — A sensibility of sin, A pain to feel it near ; 420 ( HM81 I a.n BXPERIE* J want the first approach to feel ( )f pride, or fond desire, — To catch the wand'ring of my will, And quench the kindling fire. 2 Prom thee thai I no more may part, .No more thy goodness griet e, The Glial awe, the fleshly heart; The lender conscieno -. give. Quick as the apple of an ej e, ( ) ( Sod, my conscience make ! Awake my s<>ul when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake. 3 If to the right or lefl I stray. That moment, Lord, reprove ; And let me weep toy lite away For having grieved thy love. O may the least omission pain My \\ ell-instructed soul ! And drive me to the hlood again Which makes the wounded whole. 583 I- ML Q WauT, A watchful snirit. TESTIS, my Saviour, Brother, Friend, On whom I cast my e\erv care, — On whom lor all thing8 I depend. — Inspire, and then accept my prayer. 2 ]f I have tasted of thy grace, The grace that sure salvation brings; If with me now thy Spirit stays, And hov'ring, hides me in his wings: ;; Still let him with my weakness stay, Nor tnr a moment's space depart; Ei il and danger turn away, \nd keep till he renews my heart DUTIES AND TRIALS. 421 4 When to the right or left 1 stray, His voice behind me may I hear, "Return, and walk in Christ, thy way; Fly back to Christ, for sin is near ! 5 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 584 L. M. C. Wesley. Concluded. LTPHOLD 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. 2 Pierce, fill me, with an humble fear ; My utter helplessness reveal ! Satan and sin are always near, Thee may I always nearer feeL 3 O that to thee my constant mind Might with an even flame aspire ! Pride in its earliest motions find, And mark the risings of desire ! 4 O that my tender soul might fly The first abhorrd approach of ill : Quick, as the apple of an eye, The slightest touch of sin to feel ! 5 Till thou anew my soul create, Still may I strive, and watch, and pray,— Humbly and confidently wait, And long to see the perfect day. 585 S. M. C. Wesley. Watchfulness. BID me of men beware, And to my ways take heed, — 422 CHRI8TIAN BXFEBIBNCE. Discern their every secret snaw^ And circumspectly tread 3 ( ) may I calmly wait Thy succours from above ! And stand against their open hate, And well-dissembled love. 3 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 lace, 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 The never-ceasing prayer. 586 S. ML C. Wesley Watchfulness. pRACIOUS Redeemer, shake \T This slumber from my soul ! Say to me now, M Awake, awake ! And ChliSl shall make ihee whole." 2 Lay to thy mighty hand ; Alarm me in this hour : And make me fally understand The thunder of thy power! DUTIES AND TRIALS. 423 3 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 prepared, And ready may I be ; For ever standing on my guard, 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 ! Come back ! and walk herein !" O may I hearken and obey, And shun the paths of sin ! 587 S. M. C. Weslev Concluded. 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. 4 3 Myself I cannot save, Myself I cannot keep ; But strength in thee I surely have, Whose eyelids never sleep. 4 My soul to thee alone, Now, therefore, I commend : Thou, Jesus, love me as thine own, And love me to the end ! 4 2 I OHBISTIAN EXPEBIE 588 P«w & * wro I C. Wesley. Wntcliiiii:- iui(o prat nELP, l.onl. to whom for help I fly, And still my tempted soul stand by Throughout the evil day ; The sacred WHtchftllneSfl imparl. And keep the issues of my heart; And stir me Up to pray. 2 My soul with thy whole armour arm. Ill cadi approach of sin alarm, And >liow the danger near : Surround, sustain, and strengthen inc, And fill with godly jealousy And sanctifying fear. 3 Whene'er my careless hands hang down, 0 lei me see thy gath'ring frown, And feel thy warning e] And starting, cry from ruin's brink, Save, Jesus, or I yield, I sink ! 0 save me, or J die ! 4 If near the pit I rashly stray Before .1 wholly fall away. The Keen conviction dart ' Recall me by thai pitying look. That kind upbraiding glance, which broke Unfaithful Peter's heart. 5 In DM thine utmost mercy show. And make me like thyself below, 1 nUameable in grace : Ready prepared and fitted here, By perfect holiness, f appear Before thy glorious (ace, .-■ ->X\) \, M. Hart / i/tr. r RATES is appointed to convey The blessings God designs to give* DUTIES AND TRIALS. 42£) Long as they live should Christians pray, They learn to pray when first they live 2 If pain afflict, or wrongs oppress ; If cares distract, or fears dismay ; If guilt deject ; if sin distress ; — In every case, still watch and pray. 3 Tis prayer supports the soul that's weak: Though thought be broken, language lame, Pray if thou canst, or canst not speak : But pray with faith in Jesus' name. 4 Depend on him ; thou canst not fail ; Make all thy wants and wishes known ; Fear not ; his merits must prevail ; Ask but in faith, it shall be done. 590 S. M. C.Wesley. "Praying- ahvays, with all prayer ." TO God your every want In instant prayer display : Pray always ; pray, and never faint ; Pray, without ceasing, pray. 2 In fellowship, — alone — To God with faith draw near : Approach his courts, besiege his throne, With all the power of prayer : 3 Go to his temple, go, Nor from his altar move : Let every house his worship know, And every heart his love. 4 To God your spirits dart ; Your souls in words declare ; Or groan, to him who reads the heart, Th' unutterable prayer; 5 His mercy now implore ; And now show forth his praise ; In shouts, or silent awe, adore His miracles of grace. 4 26 ( HKIMI H( v.. 6 Pom oat your Bonis to < Sod, .\n< i:. :; Thy loving, powerful Spirit shed, And speak our sins forgiven, Oi haste throughout tin* lump to spread The sanctifying leaven. Refresh as with a ceaseless shower < )[' graces from above, Till all receive the perfect power ( tf everlasting love. f>!U S. M. DODDRIDGK. Lukr \ii. 35-37, V E servants of the Lord, 1 Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird ii]) your Loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch, 'tis your Lord's command : And while we speak he 's near; Mark the first signal of his hand. And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see. And be with honour crown'd. 595 S. M. C. Wesley mg tin ckargi n/ the Lord. Ml IRGE to keep I tun A CJ(»d to glorify ; A never-dying soul to sai And tit it for the sky : To serve the present age, BIv calling to fulfil ; — A DUTIES AND TRIALS. 429 O may it all my powers engage, To do my Master's will ! 2 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, Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die. 596 S. M. C. Wesley A holy life. GOD of almighty love, — By whose sufficient grace 1 lift my heart to things above, And humbly seek thy face, — Through Jesus Christ, the just, My faint desires receive, And let me in thy goodness trust, And to thy glory live. 2 "Whate'er I say or do, Thy glory be my aim ; My orf'rings all be offer'd through The ever-blessed name. Jesus, my single eye Be fix'd on thee alone : Thy name be praised on earth, on high, Thy will by all be done ! 3 Spirit of faith, inspire My consecrated heart ; Fill me with pure, celestial fire, With all thou hast and art. My feeble mind transform, And, perfectly renew'd, Into a saint exalt a worm — A worm exalt to God! 130 CHi 597 U ML Watts. Titus ii L0-ia CIO lei our lips and lives expwss t The holy gospel we profi Bo lei our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine 2 Thllfl shall we best proclaim abroad The honours of oar Saviour God, \\ hen the .salvation reigns within. And grace subdues the power of sin. 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied! — Passion and envy, lust and prid While justice, temperance, truth, and love, ( hir inward piety apfirove •l Religion bears our spirits up, While we expect that blessed hope, — The bright appearance of the Lord: — And faith stands leaning on his word. 598 7s- r- v TKSIS. shall I never be • I Firmly grounded upon thi Never by thy work ahie Never in thy wounds reside? 2 () how waVring is my mind, T iss'd about with every wind ! 0 how quickly doth my heart From the living God depart ! JesUS, let my nature fed Thou art ( rod unchangeable : .1 \u. Jehovah, great I AM, Speak into my sold thy name. 1 ( irant that every moment T M iv believe and reel thee ni-li. Steadfastly behold thy b tblish'd with abiding g DUTIES AND TRIALS. 431 599 C. M. Watts. Before or after sermon. LOXG have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord; But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word ! 2 How cold and feeble is my love ! How negligent my fear ! How low my hopes of joys above ! How few affections there ! 3 Great God, thy sovereign aid impart To give thy word success ; Write thy salvation on my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 4 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high, Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. 600 8. M. C. Wesley Psalm exxv. "\T HO in the Lord confide, ) t And feel his sprinkled blood, Tn storms and hurricanes abide, Firm as the mount of God : Steadfa st, and fix'd, and sure, His Sion cannot move ; His faithful people stand secure, In Jesus' guardian love. 2 As round Jerusalem The hilly bulwarks rise, So God protects and covers them From all their enemies. On every side he stands, And for his Israel cares ; 1 32 ( nuan And safe id his almighty hands Their Bonis i * >r ever beara 3 Bui let them .-till abide In thee, all-gracious Lord, Till every soul is sanctified, And perfectly restored : Hie men of heart sincere ( 'ontinur to defend : And do them good, and save them here, And love them to the end. G01 L- M. Wl^i.ky Apostacy depn AH! Lord. with trembling I oonfi A gracious sonl may fall from g The salt may lose it> seas'ning power, And never, never find it more ! 2 Lot that my fearful case should be, 1. * h moment knit my bou! to thee: And lead me to the mount above, Through the low vale of humble love. 502 Four6a \ two Be. ruts, "Am 1 mn broth I /"•" Ml ST 1 my brother keep, And share hifl pain and toil. And weep with tho8e that weep. And smile with those that smil Am1 act to each a brother's part, And Vol his Borrows in mj heart? 2 INI i>t 1 his burden bear, As though it were fcnj own, And do ;i^ 1 would care Should to myself be done f And faithful to his interests prove, And as myself my neighbour love? DUTIES AND TRIALS. 433 3 Must I reprove his sin, Must I partake his grief, And kindly enter in, And minister relief, The naked clothe, the hungry feed, And love him, not in word, but deed ? 4 Then, Jesus, at thy feet A student let me be, And learn, as it is meet, My duty, Lord, from thee ; For thou didst come on mercy's plan. And all thy life was love to man. 5 O make me as thou art, Thy Spirit, Lord, bestow; The kind and gentle heart That feels another's wo ; That thus I may Be like my Head, And in my Saviour's footsteps tread. 603 C. M. DODDRIDGH. Relieving- Christ in his members. JESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace ! Thy bounties, how complete ! How shall I count the matchless sum ? How pay the mighty debt ? 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost thou exalted shine ; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are thine ? 3 But thou hast brethren here below, The partners of thy grace, And wilt confess their humble names Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou may'st be clothed and fedf And visited and cheer'd, And in their accents of distress My Saviour's voice is heard. 2A 19 43 1 m e. 5 Thy face with revVenos and with love, I in thy poor would gee : O rather lei me beg my bread, Than bold it hack from thee ! GO 1 ( W- DODDKIDGK. 77 1 «. F ATI IKK of mercies, send thy grace, All-powerful from above, To form in our obedient souls The image of thy love. 2 O may our sympathizing brea Thai generous pleasure know: Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep lor others' wo ! 3 When the most helpless bohs of grief In low distress are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to feel. And swift our hands to aid. 4 So Jesus look'd on dying men, When throned above the ski And midst ilf embraces of thy love. He felt compassion rise. 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground : And gave the richest of his blood, A halm for every wound. (K)5 L. M. Uiubons. At charitable collections. \VIIK\ Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, m What were his works from day today. But miracles of power and grace, That spread salvation through our race? 2 Teach us. 0 Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue: Let alms bestow'd. let kindness done. Be witnessed by each rolUng sun. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 435 3 That man may last, but never lives. Who much receives, but nothing gives, Whom none can love, whom none can thank, Creation's blot, creation's blank : 4 But he who marks, from day to day, In generous acts his radiant way ; Treads the same path the Saviour trod, The path to glory and to God. 606 C. M. Doddridge. "Bags that wax not old." THESE mortal joys, how soon they fade ! How swift they pass away ! The dying flower reclines its head, The beauty of a day ! 2 The bags are rent, the treasure 's lost, We fondly call'd our own : Scarce could we the possession boast, When, lo ! we found it gone. 3 But there are joys that cannot die, With God laid up in store ; Treasure, beyond the changing sky Brighter than golden ore. 4 To that my rising heart aspires, Secure to find its rest, And glories in such wide desires, Of all its wish possest. 5 The seeds which piety and love Have scatter'd here below, In the fair fertile fields above, To ample harvests grow. 6 The mite my willing hands can give, At Jesus' feet I lay ; Grace shall the humble gift receive, And heaven at large repay. 436 CHE] (J07 9. M. Montgomery, ESscif >. m. & QOAV in the morn thy seed, * At eve hold not thy hand : To doubt and fear vj\<- thou no heed — Broad-cad ii o'er the land. 2 Beside all waters sow, The highway furrows stock, Drop it where thonifl and thistles grow, Scatter it on the rock. 3 The good, the fruitful ground, Expect not here nor there1 : O'er hill, o'er dale, by plots, 'tis found; ( i<> forth, then, every win 4 Thou knowVt not which shall thrive, The late or early sown : Grace keeps the precious germ alive, When and wherever strown: 5 And duly shall appear, In verdure, beauty, strength, The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, And the lull corn at Length. 0 Thou canst not toil in vain : Cold. heat, and moist, and dry. Shall tester and mature the grain For garners in the sky : 7 Thence, when the final end. The day of God is come, The angel reapers shall descend. And heaven sing, " Harvest home!" |J()8 Bil BB. ('. Wr-LEY }]tatJiy. IET ( rod, who comforts the distil j [jet Israel's Consolation, hear: DUTIES AND TRIALS. 437 Hear, Holy Ghost, our joint request, And show thyself the Comforter ; And swell th' unutterable groan, And breathe our wishes to the throne. 2 We weep for those thai weep below, And, burden'd for th' afflicted, sigh ; The various forms of human wo Excite our softest sympathy, Fill every heart with mournful care, And draw out all our souls in prayer. 3 We wrestle for the ruin'd race, By sin eternally undone, — Unless thou magnify thy grace, And make thy richest mercy known, And make thy vanquish'd rebels find Pardon in Christ for all mankind. 4 Father of everlasting love, To every soul thy Son reveal, Our guilt and surf 'rings to remove, Our deep, primeval wound to heal. And bid the fallen race arise, And turn our earth to paradise. 609 S. M. C. Wesley. Imitation of Christ. TESUS, I fain would find J Thy zeal for God in me, Thy yearning pity for mankind, Thy burning charity. 2 In me thy Spirit dwell ! In me thy bowels move ! So shall the fervour of my zeal Be the pure flame of love. G 438 CHMSTIAM EXPERIENCE. 610 B. M. C.Wesley ttimg an the "Lord Jenu. 1BACIOUS Eledeemer,hear! \ Into my son! conic down ; Let it throughout my life appeal Thai 1 have ( Ihrist put <>n. 2 0 plant in me thy mind ! O fix in me thy home! So shall 1 cry to nil mankind, Come to the waters, come! 3 Jesus is full of grace, To all his bowels move; Behold in me, ye fallen race. That God is only love. 611 CM. C. Wisi.iY Judges v. 31. JESUS, let all thy lovers shine, Illustrious as the sun; , And, bright with borrow'd rays divine, Their glorious circuit run. 2 Beyond the reach of mortals, spread Their light where'er they go ; And heavenly influences shed On all the world below. 3 As giants may they run their race, Exulting in their might ; As burning luminaries, chase The gloom of hellish night 4 As the bright Sim of righteousness, Their healing w inns display ; And let their lustre still increase Into the perfect day. 6 Such honour all thy saints receive, \\ ho thee sincerely love ; DUTIES AND TRIALS. 439 Dispensers of thy gills we live, And general blessings prove ; — 6 And when our useful course is run, Enjoy the kingdom given, Bright as the uncreated sun, In the eternal heaven. 612 C. ML DODDRIDGF. "TJiou know est that I love thee" DO not I love thee, O my Lord ? Behold my heart, and see ; And turn each cursed idol out, That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? Then let me nothing love ; Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. 3 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear? 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed ? Hast thou a foe, before whose face I fear thy cause to plead ? 5 Would not mine ardent spirit vie With angels round the throne, To execute thy sacred will, And make thy glory known ? 6 Would not my heart pour forth its blood In honour of thy name? And challenge the cold hand of death To damp th' immortal flame ? 7 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord : But O ! I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. 440 ( iij; 613 L ML Ckigg. to. TI'SCS ' unci shall il <'\f noon : "Ti< midnight with my soul, lill ho. Bright Morning Star, hid darkness fle«! 4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! \o: when I blush, be this my shame. That I no more revere bis name: 611 8s. C, Wmley, Delight i i 1 THOU Shepherd of Israel and mine, 'Hie joy and doire of my heart. For closer communion I pine. I long to reside where then art : 2 The pasture I languish to find. Where all. who their Shepherd obey, .Are fed, on thy bosom reclined. And SCreen'd from the h< al of the day. 9 'Tis there with the Lambs of thy flock, There only I cot et to rest ; To lie at the loot of the rock. Or rise to be hid in thy breast : DUTIES AND TRIALS. 441 4 Tis there I would always abide, And never a moment depart ; ConceaFd in the cleft of thy side, Eternally held in thy heart. 615 8s. Newton. Delight in Christ. HOW tedious and tasteless the hours When Jesus no longer I see ! Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers, Have all lost their sweetness to me, — The midsummer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay ; But when I am happy in him, December 's as pleasant as May. 2 His name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom, And makes all within me rejoice ; I should, were he always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear, No mortal so happy as I, My summer would last all the year. 3 Content with beholding his face, My all to his pleasure resign'd ; No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind. While bless'd with a sense of his love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus would dwell with me there. 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my sun and my song, Say why do I languish and pine ? And why are my winters so long? 19 4 I %2 CHRISTIAN B WCE. O drive these dark clouds from my sky, Thy soul-cheering presence restore f Or take me to thee up on high, Where winter and clouds are no more. GIG C. M. Watts. u Tki "Lord is my portion,91 MY God, my portion, and my lo\ My everlasting all. I've none but thee in heaven abovi Or on this earthly ball. 2 What empty things are all the skies, And this inferior clod ! There's nothing here deserves my joys, There's nothing like my Clod. 3 'How vain a toy is ghtfring wealth, If once compared to thee: Or what 's my safety, or my health, Or all my friends, to me? 4 Were I possessor of the earth, And call'd the stars my own. "Without thy graces and thyself I were a wretch undone. 5 Let others stretch their arms like seas, And grasp in all the shore: Grant me the visits of thy face. And I desire no more. 617 L. .M. C.Wesley Jer. ix. 23, 24 TET not the wise their wisdom boast: j The mighty gloiy in their might: The rich in llatt'rinu riches trust. Which take their everlasting flight 2 Hie rush of num'rous years bears down The most gigantic strength of man; DUTIES AND TRIALS. 443 And where is all his wisdom gone, When dust he turns to dust again ? 3 One only gift can justify The boasting soul that knows his God ; When Jesus doth his blood apply, I glory in his sprinkled blood. 4 The Lord, my righteousness, I praise, I triumph in the love divine, The wisdom, wealth, and strength of grace, In Christ to endless ages mine. 618 7s. Grant. Psalm lxxiii. 25. LORD of earth, thy forming hand Well this beauteous frame hath plann'd,— Woods that wave, and hills that tower, Ocean rolling in his power ; — Yet, amidst this scene so fair, Should I cease thy smile to share, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I on earth but thee ? 2 Lord of heaven, beyond our sight Shines a world of purer light ; There, in love's unclouded reign, Sever' d friends shall meet again : 0 that world is passing fair ! Yet, if thou wert absent there, What were all its joys to me ? Whom have I in heaven but thee ? 3 Lord of earth and heaven, my breast Seeks in thee its only rest : 1 was lost ; thy accents mild Homeward lured thy wand'ring child O, if once thy smile divine Ceased upon my soul to shine ! What were earth or heaven to me ? Whom have I in each but thee ? 4 I I C BUS] I G1(J C. M. WaTT3 Hit H()\\ rain are all things here below Now false, and yel how lair! Each pleasure hath its poison t< And every sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky ( rive bin a Aatfring light ; We should suspect some danger nigh \\ here we possess delight 3 ( )i ir dearest joys and nearest friends, The partner- of OUT blood, How they divide our waVring minds. And leave but half for Clod ! 4 The fondness ofa creature's love. How strong it strikes the sense ' Thither the warm affections mo Nor can we call them thenc 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food ; And grace command my heart away From all created good g20 s^ 8* J- Wmlbi [From the German of Tersteepen.] S crifii •'.■ % i l 1st, r|MI< )(' hidden love of God, whose height, J Whose depth nn&thom'd, no man knows, 1 see from far thy beauteous light, Inly 1 sigh for thy repose : My heart is pain'd, nor can it be At" rest, till it find rest in thee. 2 Thy secret voice invites me still The sweetness of thy yoke to prove; DUTIES AND TRIALS. 445 And fain I would ; but though my will Seem fix'd, yet wide my passions rove ; Yet hindrances strew all the way ; [ aim at thee, yet from thee stray. 3 Tis mercy all that thou hast brought My mind to seek her peace in thee ! Yet while I seek, but find thee not, No peace my wand'ring soul shall see , O when shall all my wand'rings end, And all my steps to thee- ward tend ! 4 Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with thee my heart to share ? Ah, tear it thence, and reign alone, The lord of every motion there ! Then shall my heart from earth be free, When it hath found repose in thee. 5 O hide this self from me, that I No more, but Christ in me, may live ! My vile affections crucify, Nor let one darling lust survive ! In all things nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but thee ! 6 O Love, thy sovereign aid impart, To save me from low-thoughted care ; Chase this self-will through all my heart. Through all its latent mazes there : Make me thy duteous child, that I Ceaseless may Abba, Father, cry. 7 Ah no ! ne'er will I backward turn ; Thine wholly, thine alone, I am ! Thrice happy he who views with scorn Earth's toys, for thee his constant flame ■ O help, that I may never move From the bless'd footsteps of thy love ! 8 Each moment draw from earth away My heart, that lowly waits thy call ; 4 I (J CHRIS1 ian l.xi'i Speak to my inmost soul, and B8J, I am thy Love, thy God, thy All!*1 T<> feel ih\ power, to hear thy voir To taste thy love^ be all my choice; G:>1 S. Bfc Watts /i\, icing at ('(>(!. COME, ye that love the Lord, And let your joys be known: Join in a sonir, With sweet accord, While ye surround his throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind Bo banish'd from the place! Religion never was design'd To make our pleasures less, 3 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God; But servants of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 4 The God that rules on high, That all the earth surveys. That rides upon the stormy sky. And calms the roaring seas ; 5 This awful God is ours, Our Father and our Love ; He will send down his heavenly powers, To carry us above. 6 There we shall see his face. And never, never sin ; There, from the rivers of his gran Drink endless pleasures in: 7 Yea. and before we ru To that immortal state. The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 447 8 The men of grace have found Glory begun below : Celestial fruit on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow . 9 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 10 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. 622 S. M. Hammond, " Sing- praises to God." AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ; Tune every heart and every tongue, To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of his dying love ; Sing of his rising power ; Sing how he intercedes above For those whose sins he bore. 3 Tell, in seraphic strains, What he has done for you ; How he has taken off your chains, And form'd your hearts anew. 4 His faithfulness proclaim While life to you is given ; Join hands and hearts to praise his name, Till we all meet in heaven. 623 8s & 7s. R. Robinson Gratitude. CI OME, thou Fount of every blessing, J Tune my heart to sing thy grace : 448 CHRIST! Streams of mercy, never ceasing ( Jail for songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Song by flanging tongues above : Praise the mount — Tin lix'd upon it; Mount of thy redeeming love ! 2 Here Hi raise mine Ebenezer, Hither; by thy help, I'm come ; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me, when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold oi'liod; He, to rescue me from danger, Interposed his precious blood! 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrained to be ! Let thy goodness, like a fetter. Bind my wand'ring heart to thee ! Prone to wander. Lord. I feel it; Prone to leave the God I love — Here's my heart, O take and seal it ! Seal it for thy courts above. 624 S. M- HlttBtt A single ci/c. rpEACH me, my God and King, 1 In all things thee to B4 And wh;it I do. in anything, To do it ;is lor thee ; — 2 To scorn the senses1 sway, While still to thee I tend In all 1 do he thou the way, In all he thou the end. 3 All may of thee partake : Nothing so small can he. But draws, when acted for thy sake. ( Ireatness and worth from thee. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 449 4 If done f obey thy laws, E'en servile labours shine : Hallow'd is toil, if this the cause, The meanest work divine. *5 Thee, then, my God and King, In all things may I see ; And what I do, in anything, May it be done for thee ! ft >5 L. M. C. Wesley Doing all to the glory of God. OTHOU, who earnest from above, The pure celestial fire t' impart, Kindle a flame of sacred love On the mean altar of my heart. 2 There let it for thy glory burn, With inextinguishable blaze, And trembling to its source return, In humble love, and fervent praise. 3 Jesus, confirm my heart's desire, To work, and speak, and think, for thee ; Still let me guard the holy fire, And still stir up thy gift in me. 4 Beady for all thy perfect Avill, My acts of faith and love repeat, Till death thy endless mercies seal, And make the sacrifice complete. 626 C. M. C. Wesley " Our good is all divine." FATHER, to thee my soul I lift; My soul on thee depends, Convinced that every perfect gift From thee alone descends. 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, And power and wisdom too : 4£>0 CH1ISTUH EXPERIENCE. Without the Spirit of thy Son \\ e nothing good can da 3 We cannol speak our useful word ( tae holy thought conceive, Unit BS, in answer to our Lord, Thyself (he blessing give. 4 His Mood demands (he purchased grace; \\\> Mood's availing plea Obtain'd the help fix all our r And sends it down to me. 5 Thou all our works in us hast wrought; Our good is all divine : The praise of every virtuous thought, And righteous word, is thine 6 From thee, through Jesus, we receive The power on thee to call; In whom we are, and move, and 111 Our God is all in all. (>;>7 C. M. Doddridge. The choir' of Moses. MY soul, with all thy waken'd powers, Survey the heavenly prize; Sox lot these glittering toys of earth Allure thy wand'ring ej 2 The splendid crown which Mioses Bought Still beams around his brow : Though soon great Pharaoh's Bceptred pride Was taught by death to how. 3 The jojfl and treasures of a day 1 cheerfully resign ; Bich in that large immortal store, Secured by grace divine. A Let tools my wiser choice deride. Angels and Clod approv< DUTIES AND TRIALS. 45 1 Nor scorn of men, nor rage of hell, My steadfast soul shall move. 5 With ardent eye, that bright reward I daily will survey ; And in the blooming prospect lose The sorrows of the way. 628 L- ^L Doddridge. The choice of Mary. BESET with snares on every hand, In life's uncertain path I stand : Saviour divine ! diffuse thy light To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage this roving, treach'rous heart To fix on Mary's better part, To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. 3 Then let the wildest storms arise ; Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. 4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I five, and joyful die ; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in thee. 629 L- M. J. Wesley [From the German.] Adversity. OTHOU, 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 ! • 1 5 2 2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross, Nail my affections to the Hallow each thought, lei all within Be clean. Bfl thou, my Lord, art clean. 3 3 i * iii this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my light, be thou my w No Iocs, no violence, 1 fear, No fraud, while thou, my God, art near. 4 Wlion rising floods my soul o'erflow, When sinks my heart in waves of v J BUS, thy timely aid impart, And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 5 Saviour, where'er thy steps I » Dauntless, nntired, I follow tie O let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill ! 6 If lOUgb and thorny he the way. My strength proportion to my day ; Till toil, and grief] and pain shall cease, Where all is calm, and joy. and peace. G30 7 COWPEB. Ch -it. TTIS my happiness below J. Not to live without the cross ; But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying every Loss. 2 Trials must, and will befall : But with humble faith to Love inscribed upon them all. — This is happiness to me 3 Trials make the promise sweet: Trials give new life to prayer; Bring me to my Saviour's feet; Lay me low. and keep ine thei DUTIES AND TRIALS. 453 631 C. M. C. Wesley. " I have chosen thee in the furnace." THEE, Jesus, full of truth and grace, Thee, Saviour, we adore; Thee in affliction s furnace praise, And magnify thy power. 2 Thy power, in human weakness shown, Shall make us aU entire ; "We now thy guardian presence own, And walk unburn d in fire. 3 Thee, Son of man, by faith we see, And glory in our guide ; Surrounded and upheld by thee, The fiery test abide. 4 The fire our graces shall refine, Till, moulded from above, We bear the character divine, The stamp of perfect love. 632 Ss & 7s. Grant. Taking- up the cross. JESUS, I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shalt be. Perish, every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known; Yet how rich is my condition, God and heaven are still my own ! 2 Let the world despise and leave me ; They have left my Saviour too : Human hearts and looks deceive me — Thou art not, like them, untrue; 45 1- ( li.'UMlA.N J.\]'i:i;!l..\( e. And while thou shall smile upon me, ( Jod of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends disown me; Show thy (ace, and nil is bright ■ \ Go, then, earthly fame and treasure, Come disaster, scorn, and pain : ]n thy service pain i- pleasure ; With thy favour loss is gain. 1 have call'd thee, Abba, Father, — I have set my heart on thee ; Storm< may howl, and clouds may gather. — All must work for good to me. 4 Man may trouble and distress me. — 'Twill hut drive me to thy breast : Life with trials hard may press me. — Heaven will bring me >\veeter rest. 0 ! 'tis not in grief to harm me. While thy love is left to me : 0! 'twere not in joy to charm me. Were that joy unmix'd with thee! 5 Sonl. then know thy full salvation; Rise o'er sin. and fear, and care : Joy to find in every station. Something still to do or hear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee; Think what Father's smiles are thine Think that .lesns died to win thee: ( Shild of heaven, canst then repine \ 6 Baste thee on from grace t<> glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by prayer Heaven's eternal days before thee, God's <»wn hand shall guide thee there Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days; Hop-' -hall change to glad fruition, Faith to Bight, and prayer to praise. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 455 633 Four 6s 6c two 8s. C. Wesley. "Leaving us an example" SEE where our great High Priest Before the Lord appears, And on his loving breast The tribes of Israel bears, Never without his people seen, The Head of all believing men ! 2 With him the corner stone The living stones conjoin, Christ and his church are one, One body and one vine ; For us he uses all his powers, And all he has, or is, is ours. 3 The motions of our Head The members all pursue, By his good Spirit led To act and suffer too : Like him, the toil, the cross sustain, Till glorious all like him we reign. 634 Six 8s. C. Wesley "That ye should follow his steps" HAVIOUR of all, what hast thou done, U What hast thou suffer d on the tree ? Why didst thou groan thy mortal groan, % Obedient unto death for me ? The myst'ry of thy passion show, The end of all thy griefs below. 2 Pardon, and grace, and heaven, to buy, My bleeding Sacrifice expired : But didst thou not my pattern die, That, by thy glorious Spirit fired, Faithful to death I might endure, And make the crown by sufPring sure? 456 c HM8TIAH 1 :; Thou didst the meek example leaver That I might in thy footsteps tread; Might, like the -Man of sorrows, grieve, And moan, and how with thee my head; Thy dying in my body bear, And all thy State of Suffering share. 4 Thy every BUfTring servant. Lord, Shall as his peifed Blaster be; — To all thy inward life restored. And outwardly eontorin'd to tine. Out of thy grave the saint shall rise, And grasp, through death, the glorious prize 5 This i^ the strait, the royal way. Thai leads us to the courts aho\ Here let me ever, ever stay. Till, on the wings of perfect love, ] take my last triumphant flight, From Calvary to Sion's height 635 L. M- C. Wmlbi The trial of Abraham. ABRAHAM, when severely tried. His faith by his obedience show'd; He with the harsh command complied, And gave his Isaac hack to God 2 His son the father offered up, Son of his age, his only son. Ohject of all his joy and hope, And less beloved than ( rod alone. 3 O lor a faith like his. that we The bright example may pursue! May gladly give up all to th< To whom onr more man all is due. 4 Is then a thing than life more deal f A thing from which we eannoJ part* DUTIES AND TRIALS. 4£)7 We can ; we now rejoice to tear The idol from our bleeding heart. 5 Fcr what to thee, O Lord, we give, A hundred-fold we here obtain ; Ami soon with thee shall all receive, And loss shall be eternal gain. 636 C. M. Moorf Solace in wo. OTHOU who driest the mourner's tear, How dark this world would be, Jf, when deceived and wounded here, We could not fly to thee ! 2 The friends, who in our sunshine live, When winter conies are flown; And he who has but tears to give, Must weep those tears alone. 3 But thou wilt heal that broken heart, Which, like the plants that throw Their fragrance from the wounded part, Breathes sweetness out of wo. 4 When joy no longer soothes or cheers, And e'en the hope that threw A moment's sparkle o'er our tears, Is dimm'd and vanish'd too, — 5 O who con.d bear life's stormy doom, Did not thy wing of love Come brightly wafting through the gloom Our peace-branch from above ! 6 Then sorrow, touch'd by thee, grows bright, With more than rapture's ray ; As darkness shows us worlds of light, We never saw by day. 20 458 0HEI8TIAN EXPERIENCE. 037 <'• M- Noel Hope in trouble, WHEN musing sorrow weeps the past, And mourns the present pain. Tis sweet to think of peace at laM. And feel that death is gain. 2 Tis not that murm'ring thoughts arise. And dread a Father's will ; Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not Buffer still: — 3 It is that heaven-born faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight : — 4 It is that hope with ardour glows, To see Him lace to face, Whose /lying love no language knows Sufficient art to trace. 5 O let me wing my hallowed flight From earth-horn wo and care, And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share ! 638 C. M. Brady k Tate. Psalm xwiv. 1-9. THROUGH all the changing scenes of life. In trouble and in joy. The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 ( )(' his deliv'rance 1 will boast, Till all that are distr.-M From ray example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 459 3 O magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name : When in distress to him I call'd, He to my rescue came. 4 The angel of the Lord encamps Around the good and just ; Deliv'rance he affords to all Who on his succour trust. 5 O make but trial of his love, Experience will decide How bless'd they are, and only they, Who in his truth confide. 6 Fear him, ye saints ; and you will then Have nothing else to fear : Make you his service your delight ; Your wants shall be his care. 639 L. M. C. Wesley. Hab. iii. 17, 18. AWAY, my unbelieving fear ! Fear shall in me no more have place ; My Saviour doth not yet appear, He hides 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 vine its fruit deny, < Although the olive yield no oil, The with'ring fig-trees droop and die, The fields elude the tiller's toil, The empty stall no herd afford, And perish all the bleating race, — Yet will I triumph in the Lord, The God of my salvation praise. 4()0 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 040 U* Kikkiia.m, Precious promises. nOWfirmafbundation, ye saints of the Lord, Ifi laid for your faith in his excellent word! What more can he say than to you he hath said. Yon who unto Jesus for refuge have fled ! 2 In every condition — in sickness, ID health ; In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth: At home and abroad ; on the land, on the sea. — •• Aa thy days may demand, shall thy Strength ever be. 3 'Toarnot : I am with thee; ( ) In* not dismay'd' 1. 1 am thy God, and will still giye thee aid : I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 4 •• When through the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow; For I will be with thee, thy troubles to b — And sanctity to thee thy deepest distress, 5 "When thro* fiery trials thy pathway shall lie. My grace, all-sufficient, shall be thy supply: The flame shall not hurt thee : — 1 only deagn Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 6 " E'en down to old age, all my people shall prove My Bovereigp, eternal, unchangeable \o\ AndwheD hoary hairs shall their temples adorn Like lambs they shall still in my bosombe borne 7 "The soul thai On JeSUS still leans for ropo-e. I will not. I vill not. desert to his to- Thai soul, though all hell should endeavour to shake. I'll never, nt m \::vkk forsake." DUTIES AND TRIALS. 461 641 Six 8s. C. Wesley "Peace ; be still /" PEACE ! doubting heart; my God's I am J Who form'd me man, forbids my fear ■ The Lord hath cali'd me by my name ; The Lord protects, for ever near : His blood for me did once atone, And still he loves and guards his own. 2 "When passing through the waf ry deep, I ask in faith his promised aid, The waves an awful distance keep, And shrink from my devoted head : Fearless their violence I dare ; They cannot harm ; for God is there ! 3 To him mine eye of faith I turn, And through the fire pursue my way ; The fire forgets its power to burn, The lambent flames around me play, — I own his power, accept the sign, And shout to prove the Saviour mine. 4 Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand ! And guard in fierce temptation's hour ; Hide in the hollow of thy hand ; Show forth in me thy saving power ; Still be thy arms my sure defence ; Nor earth nor hell shall pluck me thence. 5 Since thou hast bid me come to thee, (Good as thou art, and strong to save,) I'll walk o'er life's tempestuous sea, Upborne by the unyielding wave ; Dauntless, though rocks of pride be near, And yawning whirlpools of despair. 6 When darkness intercepts the skies, And sorrow's waves around me roll, And high the storms of trouble rise, And half o'erwhelm my sinking soul, — 462 CHRISTIAN BXFKRIEK My soul a sudden calm shall feel, And hear a whisper. "Peace; be still !'' 7 Though ID affliction's furnace tried. I nhurt 00 Snaies and death J'U tread: Though Mil assail, and hell, thrown wide. Pour all its flames upon my head, — Like Moaes1 bosh, I'll mount (he higher, And flourish, nnconsomed, in lire. 64 'J B. ML Wksley. "All things work t< \ r good" — AWAY ! my needless lears. And doubts no longer mine : A ray of heavenly light appears, A messengei divine. 2 Thrice comfortable hope, That calms my troubled breast; My Father's hand prepares the cup, And what he wills is best. 3 IF what I wish is <:ood, And suits the will divine. — By earth and hell in vain withstood, I know it shall be mine. 4 Still let them counsel take To frustrate hi> decree ; They cannot keep a blessing hack. By Heaven design'd tor me 5 Here thru I doubt DO more. Bat in his pleasure rest ; Whose wisdom, love, and truth, and power, Engage to make me blest 6 r ai complisb his design, The creatures all agn And all the attributes divine Are now -k\ work tor me. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 463 643 S. M. J.Wesley. [From the German of Gerhard.] Trust in Providence. pOMMTT thou all thy griefs \J And ways into His hands, To His sure trust and tender care, Who earth and heaven commands : Who points the clouds their course, Whom winds and seas obey, He shall direct thy wand'ring feet, He shall prepare thy way. 2 Thou on the Lord rely, So safe shalt thou go on ; Fix on his work thy steadfast eye, So shall thy work be done. No profit canst thou gain By self-consuming care ; To him commend thy cause, his ear Attends the softest prayer. 3 Thine everlasting truth, — Father, thy ceaseless love, Sees all thy children's wants, and knows Wrhat best for each will prove ; And whatsoe'er thou will'st, Thou dost, O King of kings ! Wrhat 's thy unerring wisdom's choice, Thy power to being brings ! 4 Thou everywhere hast sway, And all things serve thy might ; Thine every act pure blessing is, Thy path unsullied light. When thou arisest, Lord, What shall thy work withstand? When all thy children want, thou giv'st ; Who. who shall stay thy hand ? 464 CHKI>TI.\N I (Ml S. M. J. Watts* '■hid' '(. CI VK to the windfl thy i« Eope, and be undismayed ; God heara thy sighs, and counts thy lean; ( Sod shall lilt up thy head : Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clean thy wa] Wait thou his time, BO shall this: night Soon end in joyous day. 2 Still heavy is thy heart } Still sink thy spirits down I Cast oil the Weight, let fear depart, And every can ae What though thou rulest not, \ el heaven, and earth, and hell, Proclaim. God sitteth on the throne. And ruleth all things well. 3 Leave to his sovereign sway. To choose and to command ; So shalt thou, WOnd'lillg, own hifl way. I low wise; how strong his hand! Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought That caused thy needless tear. 4 Thou sees! our weakness, Lord, ( > 1 1 r hearts are known to th< 0 lilt thou up the sinking hand. ( lonfirm the feeble km Let us in life, in death, Thy steadfast truth declare; And publish, with our latest breath Thv love and guardian ca DUTIES AND TRIALS. 465 (345 10s & Us* Newton. The Lord will provide. THO' troubles assail, And dangers affright, Though friends should all fail, And foes all unite, Yet one thing secures us, Whatever betide, The promise assures us, The Lord will provide. 2 The birds without barn, Or storehouse, are fed; From them let us learn To trust for our bread ; His saints what is fitting Shall ne'er be denied, So long as 'tis written, The Lord will provide. 3 We all may, like ships, By tempest be tost On perilous deeps, But need not be lost ; Though Satan enrages The wind and the tide, Yet Scripture engages, The Lord will provide. 4 His call we obey, Like Abrah'm of old : We know not the way, But faith makes us bold; For tho' we are strangers, We have a sure guide, And trust in all dangers, The Lord will provide. 5 No strength of our own, Nor goodness we claim, Our trust is all thrown On Jesns's name ; In this our strong tower For safety we hide ; The Lord is our power, The Lord will provide. 6 When life sinks apace, And death is in view, The word of his grace Shall comfort us through; Not fearing or doubting, With Christ on our side, We hope to die shouting, The Lord will provide. 646 CM. Doddridge. Jacob's vow. Gen. xxviii. 20-22. 0GOD of Jacob, by whose hand Thine Israel still is fed, Who, through this weary pilgrimage Hast all our fathers led ; — 2 D 20* 4(it) CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 2 T<> tfaee our humble vows pre raise, To thee address <>ur prai er, And in tli\ kind and faithful breast I teposil all our care. 3 If thou, through each perplexiiig path, Wilt be our constant guide : If thou wilt daily bread supply, And raiment wilt provide; 4 If thou wilt spread thy shield around, Till these our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace: — 5 To thee, as to our cov'nant God, We'll our whole selves resign : And count, that not our tenth alone, But all we have is thine. 647 7s. CONDER, Daily bread. "HAY by day the manna fell : .1 / O, to learn this lesson well! Still by constant mercy iivd. Give me, Lord, my daily bread. Day by day." the promise reads. Daily strength for daily needs, ( "asi foreboding fears away ; Take the manna of to-day. 3 Lord ' my times are in thy hand : All my sanguine hopes have plann'd To thy wisdom 1 resign, And would make thy purpose mine. 4 Thou my daily task shalt give : Day by day to thee I live ; So shall udded years fulfil, Not my own. my Father's will. DUTIES AND TRIADS. 467 648 L. M. W. Scott The cloudy and fiery pillar. WHEN Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Their father's God before them moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. 2 By day, along th' astonish'd lands The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimson'd sands Return'd the fiery column's glow. 3 Thus present still, though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosp'rous day, Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray ! 4 And O, when gathers on our path, In shade and storm, the frequent night, Be thou long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning and a shining light ! 649 C. M. Contentment Y span of life will soon be done, The passing moments say ; As length'ning shadows o'er the mead Proclaim the close of day. 2 O that my heart might dwell aloof From all created things, And learn that wisdom from above Whence true contentment springs ! 3 Courage, my soul, thy bitter cross, In every trial here, Shall bear thee to thy heaven above, But shall not enter there. 4 The sighing ones that humbly seek In sorrowing paths below, Shall in eternity rejoice, Where endless comforts flow. 468 oHmwn jice. 5 Soon w ill the toilsome strife be o'er ( >f sublonary can And life's dull canities no more 'I iiis anxious breast ensnare. 6 Courage, my soul, on ( rod leljr, Delh 'ranee soon \\ ill come j A thousand ways has Providence To bring believers home 650 l M. Ducip MY hope my all, my Saviour thou, To thee, Lo, now my soul I bow; ] feel the Miss thy wounds impart, 1 find thee, Saviour, in my heart 2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way, Protect me through my life's short day In all my acts may wisdom guide, And keep me. Sa\ iour, near thy side. 3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me; As I have need, my Saviour he ; And if 1 would from thee depart, Then clasp me. Saviour, to thy h* art. 4 In fierce temptation's darkest hour. Save me from sin and Satan's power; Tear every idol from thy throne, And reign, my Saviour, reign alone. 5 My sufTring time shall soon be o'er, Then shall I nidi mid weep no more ; My ransom'd soul shall soar away. To sing thy praise in endless day. 55 | L. M. .1. WYm.ky. lire i:m. | rpHOU Lamb of God, thou Prince of peace' J. For thee my thirsty son! doth pint; DUTIES AND TRIALS. 469 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 every wish resign'd, 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 grief 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 every step, And follow thee where'er thou go. 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 heaven's host adore their King, Shall I be found at thy right hand, And, free from pain, thy glories sing. 652 C. M. Cruden. Waiting- patiently for death. YV^HY thus impatient to be gone ? t T Such wishes breathe no more ; Let Him who lock'd thy spirit in, When meet, unbolt the door. 2 Why wouldst thou snatch the victor's palm Before the conquest 's won ?. Or wish to seize th' immortal prize, Ere yet the race is run ? 3 Inglorious wish, to haste away, And leave thy work undone! — 470 cilKi-TlAN BXFEBIU To serve thy Lord will please no less Than praising round the throne. 4 While thou art standing in the field, For bliss thoull riper grow; — Then wail thy Lord's appointed time. Till he .shall bid thee go. 653 L- ^1- Beddome. Submission. WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will! tt Tumultuous passions, all be still! Nor let a murm'ring thought ari His ways are just, his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells. Performs his work, the cause conceals; But though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat : And, midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. G54 C. M. Newton. Gratitude and hope. AMAZING grace! (how sweet the sound') That saved a wretch like nie ! 1 onee was loM. but now I'm found, Was blind, but now 1 see. 2 Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And -race my fears relieved : How precious did that grace appear; The hour 1 first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already eome ; TRs grace has brought me sate thus fat And grace will lead me home. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 47 I 4 The Lord has promised good to me, His word my hope secures ; He will my shield and portion be As long as life endures. 5 Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, J shall possess, within the veil, A life of joy and peace. 655 C. M. Watts Inspiring' hope. VHEN 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 huii'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 reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all. 4 There I shall bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 656 C. M. Wjlttb Courage* AM I a soldier of the cross, — A foll'wer of the Lamb, — Ana shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to spea*k his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, 472 ( HMOT14H i:.\i'i:i:ii: While others fought to \\ in the prize, And sail'd through bloody Beaa ! 3 Are there do foes for me to face? .Must I not stem tin4 flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, T<> help me on to ( rod } 4 Sure 1 must fight il" I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; I'll bear the toil, endure the pain. Supported by thy word. 5 Thy Bflints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from alar. By faith they bring it nigh. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine, In robes of victory, through the skies, The glory shall be thine. 657 s. m. aW*8<.Bi Kph. vi. 10. OOLDTERS of Christ aris 1 And put your armour on, Strong in the strength which God supplies Through his Eternal Son ; Strong in the Lord of hoe And in his mighty power, Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 1- more than conqueror. 2 Stand, then, in his great might, "With all his strength endued ; But take, to arm yon tor tin1 fight, The panoply of t rod : That having all things done, And all your conflicts past. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 473 Ye may o'crcome through Christ alone, And stand entire at last. 3 From strength to strength go on, Wrestle, and fight, and pray : Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day ; Still let the Spirit cry, In all Ins soldiers, " Come," Till Christ the Lord descend from high, And take the conqurors home. 658 7s. C. Wesley. " The Lord of hosts is with 21s !" EARTH, rejoice, our Lord is King ! Sons of men, his praises sing ; Sing ye in triumphant strains, Jesus our Messiah reigns ! 2 Power is all to Jesus given, Lord of hell, and earth, and heaven ! Every knee to him shall bow ; Satan, hear, and tremble now ! 3 Angels and archangels join, All triumphantly combine ; All in Jesus' praise agree, Carrying on his victory. 4 Though the sons of night blaspheme. More there are with us than them : God with us, we cannot fear, — Fear, ye fiends, for Christ is here ! 5 Lo ! to faith's enlighten'd sight All the mountain flames with lig )l Hell is nigh, but God is nigher, Circling us with hosts of fire. 6 Our Messiah is come down, Claims the nations for his own, Bids them stand before his face, Triumph in his saving grace. 47 1 christian EXPERIENCE. 659 c. m. c. Winn MuusU ring spirits. TjTTHICH of the petty kings rf earth If Can boast a guard [ike ours, Encircled from our second both, With all the heavenly powers? 2 Myriads of bright, cherubic bands, Sent by the King of king Rejoice to bear us in their hands. And shade us with their wings. 3 With them we march securely on Throughout Immanuel's ground; And not an uncomrnission'd stone Our guarded feel shall wound: 4 No enemy our souls insnare, No casual evil gri« Nor can we lose a single hair Without our Fathers leave. 660 C. M. C. Wksley Continued. ANGELS, where'er we go, attend Our steps, whate'er betide, With watchful care their charge defend, And evil turn aside 2 A sudden thought \ escape the blow, A ready help we find, And to their secret presence owe The presence of our mind. 3 Their instrumental aid. unknown, They day and night supply : And. tree from fear, we lay us down, Though Satan's host be nigh. DUTIES AXD TRIALS. 475 4 Our lives the holy angels keep From every hostile power ; And, unconcern'd, we sweetly sleep, As Adam in his bower. (J 61 C. M. C.Wesley. Concluded. JEHOVAH'S charioteers surround; The ministerial choir Encamp where'er his heirs are found, And form our wall of rlre. 2 Ten thousand offices, unseen, For us they gladly do, — Deliver in the furnace keen, And safe escort us through. 3 But thronging round, with busiest love, They guard the dying breast, The lurking fiend far off remove, And sing our souls to rest : 4 And when our spirits we resign, On outstretch'd wings they bear, And lodge us in the arms divine, And leave us ever there. 662 Six Ss. C. Wesley The shield of faith. nURROUNDED by a host of foes, U Storm'd by a host of foes within ; Nor swift to flee, nor strong t' oppose, Single against hell, earth, and sin, — Single, yet undismay'd, I am ; 1 dare believe in Jesus' name. 2 What though a thousand hosts engage, A thousand worlds my soul to shake ; I have a shield shall quell their rage, And drive the alien armies back ; 476 CHIISTTAH BXFERIE1 Portrayed it hears a bleeding Lamb; J dare believe in Jesus' name. 3 Salvation in his name there is : Salvation from sin, death, and hell, Salvation into glorious bliss ; How great salvation, who can tell i But all he hath, for mine 1 claim ; 1 dare believe in .Ions" name. GO 3 Four 8s & two 6s. C. Wesley Full assurance of hope, C10ME on, my partners in distn / My comrades through the wilder] Who Mill your bodies feel : Awhile forget your griefs and fears; And look beyond this vale of tears To that celestial hill. 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space Look forward to that heavenly place, The saints' secure abode : On faith's strong eagle-pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies; And scale the mount of (loci. :: Who slider with our Master here. We shall before his face app And by his side sit down ; To patient faith the prize is Mire; And all that to the end endure The Cities, shall wear the crown. 4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope! Jt lifts the fainting spirits up, It brings to life the dead : Our conflicts here shall Boon be past, And you and I ascend at last. Triumphant with our Head. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 477 5 That great mysterious Deity We soon with open face shall see ; The beatific sight Shall fill the heavenly courts with praise, And wide diffuse the golden blaze Of everlasting fight. 6 The Father, shining on his throne, The glorious co-eternal Son, The Spirit, one and 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 spirits fill, And God be all hi all. 664 S. M. C. Wesley The triumph. "T THE good fight have fought," JL O when shall I declare ! The vict'ry by my Saviour got I long with Paul to share. 2 O may I triumph so, When all my warfare 's past ; And, dying, find my latest foe Under my feet at last ! 3 This blessed word be mine, Just as the port is gain'd, " Kept by the power of grace divine. I have the faith maintain'd." 4 Th' apostles of my Lord, To whom it first was given, — They could not speak a greater word, TSor all the saints in heaven. 478 CHRISTIAN BXPUUKNCE. Gb.") 7s&88. C.Wesley. triumph. HEAD of the church triumphant; We joyfully adon- thee : Till thou appear, Thy members here Shall sinu: like those in glory: We lift our hearts and voic< - With bleat anticipation, And cry aloud. And give to God The praise of our salvation. 2 While in affliction's furnace, And passing through the tire. Thy love we praise. Which knows no days And ever brings us nigher : We clap our hands exulting In thine almighty favour : The love divine. Which made us thine, Can keep us thine lor ever. 3 Thou dost conduct thy people Through torrents of temptation : Nor will we tear. While thou art near, The tire of tribulation : The world, with sin and Satan. In vain our march eppos By thee we shall Break through them alJ, And sing the song of Moe 4 By faith we see the glory To which thou shall i us. The cross despise Tor that high prize Which thou hast set before i And if thou count u^ worthy, We each, as dying Stephen, Shall see thee stand At God's rinliT hand, To take us up to heaven. DUTIES AND TRIALS. 479 666 c- M- Gibbons. Heb. xiii. 20, 21. "1VTOW may the God of peace and love, 1\ Who from th' impris'ning grave Kestored the Shepherd of the sheep, Omnipotent to save ; — 2 Through the rich merits of that blood, "Which he on Calv'ry spilt, To make th' eternal cov'nant sure, On which our hopes are built ; — 3 Perfect our souls in every grace, T' accomplish all his will ; And all that 's pleasing in his sight Inspire us to fulfil ! 4 For the great Mediator's sake We every blessing pray ; With glory let his name be crown5 d, Through heaven's eternal day. DEATH and THh m.( hob vni. Dealt) anb tl)c future State 6G7 C. ML Watts \ 1 1 i x . 1\].\( II me the measure of my days, . Thou Maker of my frame ; 1 would survey life's narrow >p; And learn liuw Trail 1 ain. 2 A span is all that we can boa>t. An inch or two of time : Man is but vanity and dust. In all his flowet and prime. 3 AVhat should 1 wisli. or wait for, then. From creatures, earth, and dual I They make our expectations vain. And disappoint our trust 4 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall : I give my mortal interest up, And make my Clod my all. 668 C. ML Watts. Psalm ic. OGOD, our help in ages past, ( )ur hope i'^i' years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast; And our eternal home : 3 Under the shadow of thy throne, Still may we dwell secure ; Sufficient is thine arm aloD And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, earth received her frame, FUTURE STATE. 48 I From everlasting thou art God. To endless years the same. 4 A thousand ages, in thy sight, Are like an evening gone ; Short as the watch that ends the night Before the rising sun. 5 The busy tribes of flesh and blood, With all their cares and fears, Are carried downward by the flood, And lost in foll'wing years. 6 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. 7 O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come ; Be thou our guard while life shall last, And our perpetual home ! 669 C. M. Watts Brevity of life. THEE we adore, eternal Name ! And humbly own to thee How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms we be ! 2 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it gave : Whate'er we do, where'er we be, We're trav'ling to the grave. 3 Dangers stand thick through all the ground To push us to the tomb ; And fierce diseases wait around To hurry mortals home. 4 Great God ! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! 2E 21 182 W D i m: Th1 elehia] states of all the dead Upon life's feeble stringa r> Infinite joy, <»r Endless ^o, Attends on every breath ; And yet bow nnconcera'd we go I l><»ji the brink of death ! 6 Waken, 0 Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road ; And if our souls be hurried hence, May they be found with God ! G70 C. M. Hebbb, Dwelling among th> tombs. T)ENEATIIonr feet and o-er our head ) Is equal warning given : Beneath us lie the COUntleSfi dead, Above us i> the heaven ! 2 Their names are graven on the stone, Their hones are in the clay : And ere another day is gone Ourselves may be as they. 3 Death rides on every passing breeze, And lurks in every flower : Each season has its own disease, Its peril every hour! 4 Our eyes have seen the rosy light ( tf youth's soil cheek decay. And fate descend in Midden night ( )n manhood's middle day. f> Our eyes have seen the steps of age Ball feebly to the tomb; And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of da\ s to COOK \ G Turn, mortal, turn! thy danger know, Where'er thy foot can tread, FUTURE STATE. 483 The earth rings hollow fiom below, And warns thee of her dead ! 7 Turn, Christian, tarn ! thy soul apply To truths divinely given : The forms which underneath thee lie, Shall live for hell or heaven ! 671 C. M. Watts. A voice from the tombs. HARK ! from the tombs a doleful sound, My ears attend the cry : "Ye living men, come view the ground Where you must shortly he. 2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite of all your towers ; The tall, the wise, the reverend head, Must lie as low as ours." 3 Great God ! is this our certain doom ! And are we still secure ! Still walking downward to the tomb, And yet prepared no more ! 4 Grant us the power of quick'ning grace, To fit our souls to fly ; Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We'll rise above the sky. 672 Four 8s & two 6s. C. Wesley. The end of life. THOU God of glorious majesty, To thee, against myself, to thee, A worm of earth, I cry ! A half-awaken'd child of man, An heir of endless bliss or pain, A sinner born to die ! 2 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Secure, insensible : 1,S I DK1TH and Tin; A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to that heavenly plac Or shuts me up in belL 3 () God, mint* inmost soul convert; And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress (live me to feel their solemn weight, And tremble on the brink of fate, And wake to righteousness ' J Before me place in dread array The pomp of that tremendous day, When thou with clouds .•-halt come To judge the nations at thy har; And tell me, Lord, shall I he there. To meet a joyful doom I 5 Be this my one great business here, With serious industry and fear Eternal bliss t' ensure ; Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure. 6 Then. Saviour, then my soul receive. Transported from this vale, to h. And reign with thee ahove — Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope in full supreme delight. And everlasting lore. 67 iJ POUI Bb& 'we I Q WrsLET. V | • AN 1) am I only horn to die ? And must I suddenly comply With nature's stem di>cr< \\ hat after death for me remains? Celestial joys, or hellish pains. To all eternity! FUTURE STATE. 485 2 How then ought I on earth to live, While God prolongs the kind reprieve, And props the house of clay : My sole concern, my single care, To watch, and tremble, and prepare Agiinst that fatal day ! 3 No room for mirth or trifling here, For worldly hope, or worldly fear, If Jife so soon is gone ; If now the Judge is at the door, And all mankind must stand before Th' inexorable throne ! 4 No matter which my thoughts employ, A moment's misery or joy ; But O ! when both shall end, Where shall I find my destined place ? Shall I my everlasting days With fiends or angels spend? 5 Nothing is worth a thought 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, vouchsafe a pitying ray, Be thou my guide, be thou my way, To glorious happiness ! Ah ! write the pardon on my heart ! And whensoe'er I hence depart, Let me depart in peace ! 674 S. M. C. Wesley The end of life. AND am I born to die ? To lay this body down ? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown ? 486 i>i:ath and the A land of deepest shade, I fnpierced by buman thought ; The dreary regions of the dead. \\ hem all thini:^ air forgot ! L} Soon bs from earth I go, \\ hat will become of me? Eternal happiness or wo Mu>t then my portion !>e! Waked by 1 1 1 « - trumpet's sound. 1 from in}- gravG shall rise ; And see the Judge with rioiycrown'd, And see the flaming ski* 3 I low shall 1 leave my toinh — With triumph or regret I A fearful, or a joyful doom — \ em--. . or blessing moot I Will angel hands con Their brother to the far } Or devils drag my soul away To meet iis Bentence there I 4 Who can resolve the douht That tears my anxious freast } Shall 1 he with the dainn'd cast out. ( >r numbered with the blest } I must from ( Sod he driven. ( >r with my Saviour dwell : Host come at hifl eoinmand to heaven. Or else — depart to hell. 07,") M. C. WK3LBV tltldt (I. OTHOXJ that WOOldst HOl have ( )ne wretched sinner die : Who diedst thyself my soul to save From endless misery ' Show me the waj to >hun Thy dreadful wrath severe ; FUTURE STATE. 487 That when thou comest on thy throne, I may with joy appear ! 2 Thou art thyself the way, Thyself in me reveal ; So shall I spend my life's short day Obedient to thy will : So shall I love my God, Because he first loved me ; And praise thee in thy bright abode To all eternity. 676 S. M. Montgomery The issues of life and death. 0 WHERE shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul ? 'Twere vain the ocean-depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole : The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 2 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years; And all that life is love : — There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath ; O ! what eternal horrors hang Around " the second death !" 3 Lord God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun, Lest we be banish'd from thy face, And evermore undone. Here would we end our quest : Alone are found in thee, The life of perfect love, — the rest Of immortality. 488 DEATH and TH1 <;;; L. ML C. Wbslbt. MM qui stioii. I)ASS a few swiftly-fleeting years, And all that now in bodies live Shall quit, like me. the vale of tears. Their righteous sentence to receive. 2 Bui all. before they hence remove, May mansions for themselves prepare In that eternal house above : And. O my God, shall I be there? (J78 L. M. C. Wnut Death welcome to the Chris' SHRINKING from the cold hand of death i I soon shall gather up my feel ; Shall soon resign this fleeting breath, And die, — my lather's God to meet 3 Numbered among thy people, I Expect with joy thy face to see: — Because thou didst for sinners die, JeSOS, in death remember me ! 3 O that without a lingering groan I may the welcome word receive! My body with my charge lay down. And cease at once to work and live ! i Walk with me through thedreadftd shade, And. certified thai thou art mine, My spirit, calm and undismay'd. I shall into thy hands resign, 8 No anxious doubt, no guilty gloom, Shall damp whom Jesus' presence cheers My light; my life, my God is come. And glory in his lace appears ! FUTURE STATE. 489 679 L. M. Watts. The peaceful death. WHY should we start and fear to die ? What tim'rous worms we mortals are ! Death is the gate to endless joy, And yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away ; And we shrink back again to life, Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 O if my Lord would come and meet, My soul would stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she past ! 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there. 680 C. M. Watts The happy death. JESUS, the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms ! Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, If Christ be in my arms. 2 Then, while ye hear my heart-strings break, How sweet my minutes roll ! A mortal paleness on my cheek, And glory in my soul. 681 L. M. Barbauld Death of the righteous. HOW bless'd the righteous when he dies f Wh a Long delay : Till, like a flood with rapid force, Death sweeps the wretch away 3 Then, swift and dreadful, die descends Down to the fiery coast; FUTURE STATE. 491 Among abominable fiends, Herself a frighted ghost 4 There endless crowds of sinners he, And darkness makes their chains : Tortured 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. 684 L- M. C. Wesley. Disembodied saints. THE saints who die of Christ possest Enter into immediate rest ; For them no further test remains, Of purging fires and torturing pains. 2 Who trusting in their Lord depart, Cleansed from all sin and pure in heart, The bliss unmix' d, the glorious prize, They find with Christ in paradise. 3 Close follow' d by their works they go, Their Master's purchased joy to know ; Their works enhance the bliss prepared, And each hath its distinct reward. 4 Yet glorified by grace alone, They cast their crowns before the throne ; And fill the echoing courts above With praises of redeeming love. 685 S. M. C. Wesley 2 Cor. v. 1-9. VE know, by faith we know, If this vile house of clay, This tabernacle, sink below, In ruinous decay, 492 MATH AM) THE AW have a house above. Not made with mortal hands; And firm as our Redeemer's love That heavenly fabric stands. 2 It stands securely high, Iudissoluhly sure : Our glorious mansion in the sky- Shall evermore endure : O were we enter'd there! To perfect heaven restored ! O were we all caught up to share The triumph of our Lord ! 3 For this in faith Ave call ; For this we weep and pray : O might the tabernacle tall ! O might we 'scape away ! Full of immortal hope, We Urge the restless strife, And hasten to be swallow'd up Of everlasting life. 686 S. M. C. Wesley Concluded. A BSENT, alas! from God, i\_ We in the body mourn, And pine to quit this mean abode, And languish to return. Jesus, regard our vows, And change our faith to sight : And clothe us with our nobler house Of everlasting light ! 2 O let us put on thee In perfect holiness ! And rise prepared thy face to see, Thy blight, unclouded face : FUTURE STATE. 493 Thy grace with glory crown, Who hast the earnest given ; And then triumphantly come down, And take us up to heaven ! 687 L. M. Doddridge. Desiring' to depart. YVrHILE on the verge of life I stand, 1 \ And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be ; It faints my much-loved Lord to see : Earth, twine no more about my heart, For 'tis far better to depart. 3 Come, ye angelic envoys, come, And lead the willing pilgrim home : Ye know the way to Jesus throne, Source of my joys and of your own. — 4 Lord, with these prospects full in sight, I'll wait thy signal for my flight ; For, while thy service I pursue, 1 find my heaven begun below. 688 C. M. Watts. The saints above. GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their srlories be. 2 I ask them whence their vict'ry came They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 3 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod, His zeal inspired their breast, — 494 DEATH AND THE And. following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 4 Our glorious lender claims our praise For his own pattern given; While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. 089 < • M. C. Wesley The day of judgment. AND must I be to judgment brought And answer in that day For every vain and idle thought, And every word I say I 2 Yes, every secret of my heart Shall shortly be made known. 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 my 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, 0 let me feel thee near ! And make my peace with God, before 1 at thy bar appear. 690 L- M. C. Wesley The last day. THE great archangel's trump shall sound, (While twiee ten thousand thunders roar/ Tear up the graves, and cleave the ground, And make the greedy sea restore. FUTURE STATE. 495 2 The greedy sea shall yield her dead, The earth no more her slain conceal; Sinners shall lift their guilty head, And shrink to see a yawning hell. 3 But we, who now our Lord confess, And faithful to the end endure, Shall stand in Jesus' righteousness, — Stand, as the Rock of ages, sure. 4 We, while the stars from heaven shall fall, And mountains are on mountains hurl'd, Shall stand unmoved amidst them all, And smile to see a burning world. 5 The earth, and all the works therein, Dissolve, by raging flames destroy'd ; "While we survey the awful scene, And mount above the fiery void. 6 By faith we now transcend the skies, And on that ruin' d world look down : By love above all height we rise, And share the everlasting throne. 691 L. M* Watts "Come, Lord Jesus" JESUS, thy saints unite their cries, And pray, and wait the general doom . Come thou, the soul of all our joys ; Thou, the Desire of nations, come. 2 Now let our cheerful eyes survey The blazing earth and melting hills ; And smile to see the lightnings play, And flash along before thy wheels. 3 Hark ! what a shout of gushing joys Joins with the mighty trumpet's sound! The angel herald shakes the skies, Awakes the graves, and tears the ground 496 DEATH AND THE 4 Ye slumbering saints, a heavenly host Stanch waiting at your gaping tombs; Now shall jrooi sacred, sleeping dust. Leap into lift ; far Jeans cornea C> Jesus, die God of might and love. New-moulds oui limbs ofcumb'roas clay, Quick a«> seraphic flames we move To reign with him in endless day. 61)2 8s, 7s, , TIFT your heads, ye friends of Jesus, J Partners in his patience here; Christ, to all believers precious. Lord of lords, shall soon appear: Mark the tokens Of his heavenly kingdom near. 2 Close behind the tribulation Of the last tremendous days; See the flaming revelation! See the universal blaze ! Earth and heaven RfeH before the Judge's face! 3 Sun and moon are both confounded, Darkened into endless night, When with angel hosts surrounded. In his Father's glory bright, Beams the Saviour, Shines the everlasting Light 4 See the stars from heaven falling I [ark, «'ii earth the doleful cry. Men on rocks and mountains calling, While the Browning Judge draws nigh, -• I Bde as, bide ns. Hocks and mountains; from his eyeT FUTURE STATE. 497 5 With what different exclamation Shall the saints his banner see ! By the tokens of his passion, By the marks received for me! All discern him, All with shouts cry out, "Tis He!" 6 Yes, the prize shall soon be given ; We his open face shall see : Love, the earnest of our heaven, — Love our full reward shall be : Love shall crown us Kings through all eternity. 693 L. M. W. Scott. Dies irce. THE day of wrath, that dreadful day, "\Mien heaven and earth shall pass away ! What power shall be the sinner's stay ? How shall he meet that dreadful day — 2 When, shriv'ling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; And, louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ? 3 O on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou, O Christ, the sinners stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! 694 C. ML C. Wesley "Prepare to meet thy God" "\T^O to the men on earth who dwell, \ V Nor dread th' Almighty's frown ; When God doth all his wrath reveal, And shower his judgments down ! 2 Sinners, expect those heaviest showers : To meet vour God prepare ! 2F 4()8 DKATH AND THE For lo ! the seventh angel pours Jli> phial on the air, 3 Lo ! from their Beats the mountain! leap, The mountains are not found; Transported iar 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 gone, O where shall I appeal I 5 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. »395 C. ML C. Wlrey. Concluded, BY faith we find the place above, The Koek that rent in twain. Beneath the shade of dying love, And in the cleft remain. 2 .lesiis. to thy dear wounds we if We sink into thy sid< ; Assured thai all who trust in thee Shall evermore abide. 3 Then lei the thund'ring trumpet sound; 'fhe latest lightnings glare ; The mountains melt : the solid ground Dissolve as liquid air : 4 The huge celestial bodies roll Amidst the general lire ; FUTURE STATE. 499 And shrivel as a parchment scroll, And all in smoke expire ! — ■ 5 Yet still the Lord, the Saviour reigns, When nature is destroy'd, And no created thing remains Throughout the flaming void. 6 Sublime upon his azure throne, He speaks th' almighty word : His Jiat is obey'd ! 'tis done ; And paradise restored. 7 So be it ! let this system end ! This ru'nous earth and skies ! The New Jerusalem descend ! The new creation rise ! 8 Thy power omnipotent assume ! Thy brightest majesty ! And when thou dost in glory come, My Lord, remember me ! 696 7s, 6s, & 8s. C. Wesley. TJie final conflagration. STAND th' omnipotent decree ! Jehovah's will be done ! Nature's end we wait to see, And hear her final groan : Let this earth dissolve, and blend In death the wicked and the just; Let those pond'rous orbs descend, And grind us into dust. 2 Rests secure the righteous man ! At his Redeemer's beck, Sure t' emerge, and rise again, And mount above the wreck : Lo ! the heavenly spirit towers, Like flame, o'er nature's funeral pyre, 500 DEATH AND THE Triumphs in immortal powers, And clapfl his 1 tngfl of lire ! Nothing hath the just to I By worlds on worlds destroyed; Par beneath bis feet he views, With smiles, the flaming void; Sees this universe renew'd. The grand millennial reign begun, Shouts with all the sons of God, Around th' eternal throne! 4 Resting in this glorious hope, To be at last restored, Yield we now our bodies up To earthquake, plague, or sword: Listening for the call divine The latest trumpet of the seven, Soon our soul and dust shall join, And both fly up to heaven. 697 L. M. Watts Heaven. Psalm xvii. 15. TV HAT sinners value, I resign; m Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: 1 shall behold thy blissful lace, And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life's a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere : When shall I wake and find me there? 3 <) glorious hour ! <) bless'd abode! ] shall he near, and like, my (iod: And flesh ami sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the lust trumpet's joyful sound: Then burst the chains with sweet surprise} And in my Saviour's image rise. FUTURE STATE. 501 698 8s. C. Wesley Isaiah xxxiii. 17. 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 : 1 languish and sigh to be there, Where Jesus hath fix'd his abode ; O when shall we meet in the air, And fly to the mountain of God ! 2 With him I on Sion shall stand, For Jesus hath spoken the word, The breadth of Immanuers land, Survey by the light of my Lord : But when, on thy bosom reclined, Thy face I am strengthened to see, My fulness of rapture I find, My heaven of heavens, in thee. 699 C. M. Watts. 1 Cor. vi. 9, 10. PURE are the joys above the sky, And all the region peace ; No wanton lip, nor envious eye, Can see or taste the bliss. 2 Those holy gates for ever bar Pollution, sin, and shame ; None shall obtain admittance there, But foll'wers of the Lamb. 700 C. M. Watts. 1 Peter i. 3-5. BLESS'D be the everlasting God, The Father of our Lord ; Be his abounding mercy praised, His majesty adored 502 T»i:\TH AND THE 2 When from (he dead be raised his Son, And call'd him to the sky, Jlr rave our souls a lively hope, That they should never die. 3 There 's an inheritance divine, Reserved against thai day ; 'Tis uncorrupted, ondefiled, And cannot Waste away. 4 Saints by the power of God arc kept. Till the salvation come : We walk by faith, as strangers hero. Till Christ shall call as home. 7()1 7a. CWmlbt Rev. vii. 9-12. TIFT your eyes of faith, and - j Saints and angels join'd in one: What a countless company Stand before yon dazzling throne! Each before his Saviour stands : All in whitest robes array'd. Palms they carry in their Lands. Crowns of glory on their head. 2 Saints bc^ in the endless song, Cry aloud in heavenly lays. Glory doth to Cod belong, — Coil the glorious Saviour praise* All salvation from him came — Him who reigns enthroned on high: Glory to the bleeding Lamb, Lei the morning stars reply. 3 Angel-powers the throne surroutid, Next the saints in glory they : LulTd with the transporting sound, They their silent homage pay : Prostrate on their face, before Cod and his Messiah tall ; FUTURE STATE. 503 Then in hymns of praise adore, Shont the Lamb that died for all ! 4 Be it so, they all reply : Him let all our orders praise, — Him that did for sinners die, Saviour of the favour'd race ! Render we oar God his right, Glory, wisdom, thanks, and power ; Honour, majesty, and might; Praise him, praise him evermore ! 702 ?s. C. Wesley. Rev. vii. 13-17. WHAT are these array'd in white, Brighter than the noon-day sun ? Foremost of the sons of light, Nearest the eternal throne ? These are they that bore the cross, Nobly for their Master stood ; Suff'rers in his righteous cause, Foll'wers of the dying God. 2 Out of great distress they came, Wash'd their robes by faith below In the blood of yonder Lamb, Blood that washes white as snow; Therefore are they next the throne, Serve their Maker day and night : God resides among his own, God doth in his saints delight. 3 More than conquerors at last, Here they find their trials o'er ; They have all their suff'rings past, Hunger now and thirst no more : No excessive heat they feel From the sun's directer ray ; In a milder clime they dwell, Region of eternal day. 50 I DEA'IH AM) thi: 4 He thai <»n the throne doth reign, Them the Lamb shall always feed, With the tree of life sustain, To the living fountains lead ; He shall all their sorrows chase, All their wants at once remove, Wipe the tears from every i'ace, Fill up every soul with love. 703 8s. C. Wesle* Rev. xxi. AWAY with our sorrow and fear! We soon shall recover our home ; The city of saints shall appear; The day of eternity come. From earth we I hall quickly remove, And mount to onr native abode; The house of our Father a hove. The palace of angels and God 2 Our mourning is all at an end. When, raised by the life-giving word, We see the new city descend, Adorn'd as a bride for her Lord: The city so holy and clean. No sorrow can breathe in the air: No gloom of affliction or sin. No shadoAV rfevil is there! 3 By faith we already behold Thai lovely Jerusalem here ; Her walls are of jasper and gold, As crystal her buildings are clear; Immovably founded in grace, She Stands as she ever hath stood. And brightly her builder displays, And ilames with the glory ot'(iO(L 4 No need of the sun in that day Which never ifl followVl by night, FUTURE STATE. 50 0 Where Jesus's beauties display A pure and a permanent light : The Lamb is their light and their sun. And lo ! by reflection they shine ; With Jesus ineffably one, And bright in effulgence divine ! 5 The saints in his presence receive Their great and eternal reward ; In Jesus, in heaven they live ; They reign in the smile of their Lord : The flame of angelical love Is kindled at Jesus's face ; And all the enjoyment above Consists hi the rapturous gaze ! 704 8s. C.Weslet Rev. xxii. 17. THE church in her militant state Is weary, and cannot forbear ! The saints in an agony wait, To see Him again in the air ! The Spirit invites in the bride Her heavenly Lord to descend, And place her enthroned at his side, In glory that never shall end. 2 The news of his coming I hear, And join in the catholic cry : O Jesus, in triumph appear ; Appear in the clouds of the sky ! \Thom only I languish to love, In fulness of majesty come; And give me a mansion above ; And take to my heavenly home ! 705 C. M. The heavenly Jerusalem. JERUSALEM, my happy home ! v Name ever dear to me ! 5QC) DEATH AND THE When shall my labours have an end, In joy, and peace, and th 2 When shall th< « thy heaven-built walls And pearly gates behold ? Thy bulwarks, with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold } 3 O when, thou city of my Cod, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er bfeak up, And sabbaths have no end ! 4 There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know : Bless'd seals! through rude and stormy scenes I onward press to you. 5 Why should I shrink at pain and wo? Or feel at death dismay .' I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 6 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there, Around my Saviour stand ; And soon my friends in Christ below AYill join the glorious hand. 7 Jerusalem ! my happy home! My soul still pants for th Then shall my labours have an end. When J thy joys shall see. 706 C. M. Watts. The heavi >//// Canaan. rpHERE La a land of pure delight, I Where saints immortal reign; Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasured banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abid< And nevei-with'ring Bowers: Denth. like a narrow sea. divid This heavenly land from ours. FUTURE STATE. 507 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, Stand dress'd in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan roll'd between. 4 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. 707 C M. S. Stennett The heavenly Canaan. ON Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions he. 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 hills, and brooks, and vales, With milk and honey flow. 4 All o'er those wide-extended plains Shines one eternal day ; There God the Son for ever reigns, And scatters night away. 5 No chilling winds nor pois'nous breath Can reach that healthful shore ; Sickness and sorrow, pain and death, Are felt and fear'd no more. 6 When shall I reach that happy place, And be for ever blest ? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosom rest ? 508 DEATH and THH 7 Fill'd with delight, my raptured soul Would here no longer stay! Though Jordan's waves around me roll, Fearless I'd launch away, 708 11s* Mlhlenberg. UI mould not live alumy." I WOULD not live alway: I ask not to stay Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way ; Hie few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway ; no — welcome the tomb, Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its gloom ; There, sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise, To hail Him in triumph descending the skies. 3 Who, who would live alway, away from his God,— Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er die bright plains. And the noontide of glory eternally reigns : 4 Where the saints of all ages in harmony meet. Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet; A\ bile (he anthemsof rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul! 709 7s & C. Weslet The beatific vision. TTTHERE shall true believers no Yl When from the llesh they fly? FUTURE STATE. 509 Glorious joys ordain'd to know, They mount above the sky, To that bright celestial place ; There they shall in raptures live, More than tongue can e'er express, Or heart can e'er conceive. 2 When they once are enter'd there, Their mourning days are o'er ; Pain, and sin, and want, and care, And sighing, are no more ; Subject then to no decay, Heavenly bodies they put on, Swifter than the lightning's ray, And brighter than the sun. 3 But their greatest happiness, Their highest joy, shall be, God their Saviour to possess, To know, and love, and see : With that beatific sight Glorious ecstasy is given ; This is then supreme delight, And makes a heaven of heaven. 4 Him beholding face to face, To him they glory give, Bless his name and sing his praise, As long as God shall live. While eternal ages roll, Thus employ'd in heaven they are : Lord, receive my happy soul With all thy servants there ! 710 L- M. Doddridge, "Ever toith the Lord? JESUS ! what ecstasy unknown Fills the wide circle round thy throne, Where every rapturous hour appears Nobler than millions of our years ! 510 DXATJB AM) THE 9 Millions by millions multiplied, Shall ne'er thy saints from thee divide; But tlif bright legions live and praise Through all thy own immortal da :i ( ) happy dead, in thee thai sleep, While o'er their mould'ring dust we weep! ( ) faithful Saviour, who shall come That dust to ransom from the tomb! 4 While thy unerring word imparts So rich a cordial to our hearts, Through tears our triumphs, shall be shown. Though round their graves, mid near our own, 711 CM C Wksley Visions of Ha oven* A ND let this feeble body fail J\ And let it droop or d My soul shall quit the mournful vale. And soar to worlds on high, — Shall join the disembodied sain And find its long-sought rest, That only hlisa for which it pants, In my Redeemer's breast 2 In hope of that immortal crown. I now the cross sustain : And gladly wander up and down. And smile at toil and pain : I sutler out my threescore years, Till my DelrVrer come, And wipe away his servant's tears, And take his exile home. 3 Surely he will nol long delay: I hear his Spirit cry, "Arise, my love, make haste awa\ (Jo. get thee up and die. FUTURE STATE. 511 O'er death, who now has lost his sfing, I give thee victory ; And with me my reward I bring, I bring my heaven for thee." 4 Lord, I the welcome word receive, Thee on the mount adore, For thy dear sake content to live Some painful moments more : 1 live in holy grief and joy, On Pisgah's top I stand, And life's important point employ, To view the promised land. 712 C. M. C. "Weslew Concluded. OWHAT hath Jesus bought for me! Before my ravish" d eyes Rivers of life divine I see, And trees of paradise ! They flourish in perpetual bloom, Fruit every month they give ; And to the healing leaves who come Eternally shall live. 2 1 see a world of spirits bright, Who reap the pleasures there ! They all are robed in spotless white, And conqu'ring palms they bear : Adorn'd by their Redeemer's grace, They close pursue the Lamb, And every shining front displays Th' unutterable name. 3 They drink the vivifying stream, They pluck th' ambrosial fruit, And each records the praise of Him Who tuned Ins golden lute : 5 1 '2 DEATH AND THE At oner' they strike tlf harmonious wire, And hymn the great Three-One; Be bean; In' smiles; and ail the choir Tail down before ln> throne. 4 O what are all my safTiings here, 111 Lord, thou count me meet With that enraptured host t' appear, And worship at thy feet! Give joy or grief] give ease or pain : — Take life or friends away. 1 come to find them all again In that eternal day. 713 CM. C. Weslet The full assurance of hope* HOW happy every child of grace, Who knows his sins forgiven ! This earth, he cries, is not my place, I seek my place in heaven ; A country Jar from mortal sight ; — Yet, O! by faith 1 see Tin1 land of rest; the saints' delight, The heaven prepared lor me. 2 A stranger in the world below, I calmly sojourn here ; Nor can its happiness or wo Provoke my hope or fear; Its evils in a moment end. Its joys as BOOn are past ! But O! the bliss to which I tend Eternally shall last 3 To that Jerusalem ahove With singing I repair. While in the flesh, my hope and love, 8fy heart and soul, are there. FUTURE STATE. 513 There my exalted Saviour stands My merciful High Priest, And still extends his wounded hands, To take me to his breast. 714 C. M. C.Wesley. Continued. ^irHAT is there here to court my stay, VV To hold me back from home, While angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come ? Shall I regret my parted friends Still in the vale confined ? Nay, but whene'er my soul ascends, They will not stay behind. 2 The race we all are running now ; And if I first attain, They, too, their willing head shall bow, They, too, the prize shall gain. Now on the brink of death we stand ; And if I pass before, They all shall soon escape to land, And hail me on the shore. 3 Then let me suddenly remove, That hidden life to share ; T shall not lose my friends above, But more enjoy them there. There we in Jesus' praise shall join, His boundless love proclaim ; And solemnize, in songs divine, The marriage of the Lamb. 715 CM. C.Wesley Concluded. OWHAT a blessed hope is ours ! While here on earth we stay, 2G 22* 514 DEATH AND THE We mon than taste the heavenly powers, And antedate that da\ ; We teej the resurrection near, ( )nr life in Christ coneeal'd, And with his glorious presence here Our earthen vessels lill'd. 2 O would he mure of heaven bestow! And let the vessels break; And let our ransom'd spirits go, To grasp the God we seek; In rapt'rous awe mi him to gaze, \\ ho bought the Bight lor me, And shout, and wonder at his grace To ah eternity. 716 CM. C. Wesley, The whole family in heaven ih. ttOME, let OS join our friends above, / That have ohtain'd the prize; And on the eagle wings of love To joys celestial rise : Let all the saints terrestrial sing, With those to glory gone ; For all the srrvnnts of our King; In earth and heaven, are one, 2 One family we dwell in him. One church above, beneath. Though now divided by the stream, The narrow stream of dearth One army of the living (led. To his command n e bow ; Pari of his host have eros>'d the Hood, And part are crossing now. 3 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly : And we are to the margin come, And we SZped to die : FUTURE STATE. 5] b His militant embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly land. 4 Our old companions in distress We haste again to see, And eager long for our release, And full felicity ; E'en now by faith we join our hands With those that went before ; And greet the blood-besprinkled bands On the eternal shore. 5 Our spirits too shall quickly join, Like theirs with glory crown'd, And shout to see our Captain's sign, To hear his trumpet sound. O that we now might grasp our Guide ! O that the word were given ! Come, Lord of hosts, the waves divide, And land us all in heaven ! 717 L. M. Doddridge. The contrast. I IN what confusion earth appears — God's dearest children bathed in tears ! While they who heaven itself deride Riot in luxury and pride. 2 But patient let my soul attend, And, ere I censure, view the end ; That end how diff 'rent ! — who can tell The wide extremes of heaven and hell? 3 See the red flames around him twine Who did in gold and purple shine : Nor can his tongue one drop obtain T' allay the scorching of his pain. 51 6 DEATH AND THE 4 While round tin1 snint. so poor below, Full rivers of salvation llow : On Abrah'm'fl breast be leans his head. And banquets on celestial bread 6 Jesus, my Saviour, let me share The meanest of thy servants1 Cue; May 1 at last approach to taste The blessings of thy marriage least 718 C. M. Watts. HelL SING to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts. And thou, (J earth, adore : Let death and hell through all their coasts Stand trembling at his power. 2 His bounding chariot shakes the sky. He makes the clouds his throne. There all his stores of lightning lie, Till vengeance darts them down. 3 Think, O my soul, the dreaful day When this incensed Cod Shall rend the sky. and burn the sea. And fling his wrath abroad. 4 What shall the wretch, the sinner do? He once defied the Lord ; But he shall dread the Thund'rer now, And sink beneath his word. 5 Tempests of angry fire shall roll To blast the rebel-worm, And beat upon his naked soul In one eternal storm. 719 C. M. Watts Eternal death. THAT awful day will surely come, Tlf appointed hour makes haste. FUTURE STATE. 517 When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Jesus, thou Source of all my joys, Thou Ruler of my heart, How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound, " Depart !" 3 The thunder of that awful word Would so torment my ear, 'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord. With most tormenting fear. 4 What, to be banish'd from my Lord, And yet forbid to die ! To linger in eternal pain, And death for ever fly ! 5 O wretched state of deep despair, To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love ! 720 C. M. S. Stennett. Funeral of a child. 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 lambs," 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 dissolve my love : 518 D1ATB and THI Millions of infant bouIb compose The family above. 5 ■• Their feeble Gnamei my power shall raise, And mould with heavenly skill ; I'll give them tongues to sing my pause, And hands to do my will.*' (5 His words the happy parents hear, And shout with joys divine ; 0 Saviour, all we bave and are Shall be for ever thine 721 C. M. Steele. Funeral of a chili I[FE is a span, a fleeting hour, — J How soon the vapour ilies! Alan is a tender, transient flower, That e'en in blooporing dies. 2 Death spreads his with'ring, wintry arms, And beauty smiles no more ; Ah ! where are now those rising eliarms Which pleased our eyes before i 3 That once loved form, now cold and dead, Each mournful though! employs: We weep our earthly Comforts lied. And withered all our jbya i Hope looks beyond the hounds of time, When what we now deplore, Shall rise in lull, immortal prime, And bloom to lade no more. 722 l • M« Doddridge. ftmeral of a child. YE mourning saints, whose streaming tears Plow o'er your children dead. Say not. in transports of despair; That all your hopes are fled FUTURE STATE. 519 2 Though, your young branches torn away, Like wither'd trunks ye stand, With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, Touch'd by th' Almighty's hand. 3 " HI give the mourner," saith the Lord, " In my own house a place ; No names of daughters and of sons Could yield so high a grace. 4 " Transient and vain is every hope A rising race can give ; In endless honour and delight My children all shall live." 5 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears Through which thy face we see, And bless those wounds which through our hearts Prepare a way for thee. 723 C. M. Steele. Funeral of a young person. WHEN blooming youth is snatch'd away By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, O may this truth, imprest W^ith awful power — I too must die — Sink deep in every breast ! 3 Let this vain world delude no more ; Behold the gaping tomb ! It bids us seize the present hour, To-morrow death may come. 4 The voice of this alarming scene, Let every heart obey ; Nor be the heavenly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray. 520 DEATH AND THE 721 L. II S. Wesley, Jr. Fmerml of a youth. 1 Peter i. 24, 9K THE morning flowers display their sweets. And gay their silken leaves unfold, As careless of the noontide heats, As fearless of the evening cold. 2 Nipp'd by the wind's untimely blast Parch'd by the sun's directer ray, The momentary glories waste, The short-lived beauties die away 3 So blooms the human face divine, When youth its pride of beauty shows; 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 fading ^lory disappears. The short-lived beauties die away. 5 Yet these, new rising from the tomb, With lustre brighter far shall shine, Revive with ever-during bloom. Safe from diseases and decline. 6 Let sickness blast, let death devour, If heaven must recompense our pains: Perish the grass, and fade the flower, If firm the word of God remains. 7*J5 Three fa \ three 8b. Montgomfiy Funeral of a firu pRIEND after friend depart-: Who has not l<»t a friend I There is no union here of hearts, That finds not here an end FUTURE STATE. 521 Were this frail world our final rest, Living or dying none were blest. 2 Beyond the flight of time, Beyond the reign of death, There surely is some blessed clime Where life is not a breath, — Nor life's affections, transient fire, "Whose sparks fly upward and expire. 3 There is a world above, Where parting is unknown ; A long eternity of love, Form'd for the good alone : And faith beholds the dying here, Translated to that glorious sphere. 4 Thus star by star declines, Till all are pass'd away, As morning high and higher shines To pure and perfect day ; Nor sink those stars in empty night, But hide themselves in heaven's own light 726 C. M. Wi tts. Funeral of a Christian. Rev. xiv. 13. HEAR what the voice from heaven procla ms For all the pious dead ! Sweet is the savour of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd ; How kind their slumbers are ! From surf 'rings, and from sins, released, And freed from every snare. 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord ; The labours of their mortal life End in a large reward. 522 DEATH AND TllK 727 ~ C.Wesley Funeral of a Christian. Rev.xxw.lS. HA EtK ! a voice divides the sky, . Happy arc the faithful dead ! Jn the Lord who sweetly die, They from all their toils arc freed. 2 Them the Spirit hath declared Bless'd, unutterably blest; Jesus is their greal reward, Jesus is their endless rest. 3 Folio w'd by their works, they go Where their Head has gone beibre; Reconciled by grace below, Grace had open'd Mercy's door; 4 Justified through faith alone, Here they knew their sins forgiven ; Here they laid their burden down, Hallow'd, and made meet lor heaven 728 L- M Watts. Funeral of a Christian. UNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb; Take this new treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room, To slumber in the silent dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief^ nor anxious fear. Invades thy bounds; no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept : God's dying Son Passed through the grave, and bless'd the bed, Rest here, bless'd saint, till from his throne The morning break, and pierce the shade 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn! Attend, O earth, his sovereign WOfd! Restore thy trust : a glorious fi >rm Shall (hen arise to meet the Lord. FUTURE STATE. 523 729 C. M. Watts. Funeral of a Christian. VHY do we mourn departing friends, 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 ? Nor should we wish the hours more slow To keep us from our Love. 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies rto the tomb ? There once the flesh of Jesus lay, And left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all his saints he blest, And soften'd every bed : Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head? 5 Thence he arose, ascending high, And show'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 sound, And bid our kindred rise : Awake, ye nations under ground ; Ye saints, ascend the skies ! 730 S. M. Wattr, Funeral of a Christian. AND must this body die, This well- wrought frame decay ? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay ? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, Shall but refine this flesh, 524 DEATH AND THE Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God my Redeemer lives, And ever from the skies Looks down, and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile hodies shine, And every shape, and every face, Be heavenly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe, Lord, to thy dying love : O may we bless thy grace below, And sing thy grace above ! 731 13s & lis. Heber. Funeral of a Christian. THOU art gone to the grave — but we will not deplore thee : Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb, Thy Saviour has pass'd through its portal before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. 2 Thou art gone to the grave — we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold th< And sinners may hope since the Sinless has died 3 Thou art gone to the grave — and its man- sion forsaking, Perchance thy weak spirit in fear lingcr'd long ; FUTURE STATE. 525 But the mild rays of paradise beam'd on thy waking, And the sound which thou heardst was the seraphim's song. 4 Thou art gone to the grave — but we will not deplore thee, Whose God was thy ransom, thy guardian, and guide : He gave thee ; he took thee ; and he will restore thee ; And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died. 732 10s & lis. C. Wesley. Funeral of a Christian. TIS finish'd, 'tis done, The spirit is fled ; The pris'neris gone, The Christian is dead; The Christian is living, Through Jesus's love, And gladly receiving A kingdom above. 2 Then let us record The conquering name; Our Captain and Lord With shoutings pro- claim ; WTho trust in his passion, And follow our Head, To certain salvation We all shall be led. 3 O Jesus ! lead on Thy militant care And give us the crown Of righteousness there, Where, dazzled with glory, The seraphim gaze, Or prostrate adore thee, In silence of praise. 4 Come, Lord, and display Thy sign in the sky, And bear us away To mansions on high: The kingdom be given, The purchase divine, And crown us in heaven Eternally thine. 733 7s. C. Wesley. Funeral of a Christian sister. 10 ! the pris'ner is released, J Lighten'd of her fleshly load : 5;2G DEATH AM) THE Where the weary are il rest; She ifl gather d into ( rod ! Lo ! the pain of* life is past; All her warfare now is o'er : Death and hell behind are cast. ( rrief and suffering are oo more. 2 Yes. the Christian'! course is run, Ended is the glorious strife ; Fdught the fight, the work ifl dope, Death is swallow'd up of [ifl Borne by fcngels on their wings, Far troni earth the spirit flies : Tinds her God, and sits, and sings, Triumphing in paradise. 3 Let the world bewail their dead, Fondly of their low complain : Sister! friend! by Jesus freed, Death, to thee, to us. is gain : Thou art enter'd into joy ; Let the unbeliever^ mourn; We in songs our lives employ Till we all to ( rod return. 734 &. C. Weslby Funeral of a Christian sister. HOSANNA to Jesus on high, Another has enter'd his rest ; Another lias 'scaped to the sky, And lodged in [mmanuel's breast; The soul of our mM'T is gone To heighten the triumph aboTe : Exalted to Jesus's throne And clasp'd in the arms of his love. 2 What fulness of rapture is there While Jesus his glory displays, And purples the heavenly air. And scatters the odours of grae< FUTURE STATE. 527 He looks — and his servants in light The blessings ineffable meet : He smiles — and they faint at his sight, And fall overwhelm'd at his feet. 3 How happy the angels that fall Transported at Jesus's name ; The saints whom he soonest shall call To share in the feast of the Lamb . No longer imprison'd in clay, Who next from his dungeon shall fly? Who first shall be summon'd away— My merciful Lord, is it I ? 4 O Jesus, if this be thy will, That suddenly I should depart, Thy counsel of mercy reveal, And whisper the call in my heart ! O give me a signal to know, If soon thou wouldst have me remove, And leave the dull body below, And fly to the regions above. 735 8s. C. Wesley, Funeral of a Christian brother. REJOICE for a brother deceased, Our loss is his infinite gain ; A soul out of prison released, And freed from his bodily chain : With songs let us follow his flight, And mount with his spirit above ; Escaped to the mansions of light, And lodged in the Eden of love. 2 Our brother the haven hath gain'd, Outflying the tempest and wind ; His rest he hath sooner obtained, And left his companions behind,— 5:28 DEATH AND THE StiJl toss'd on a lea of distal Hard toiling to make the bleatfd shore, When4 aJl 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 they greet, And triumph o'er sorrow and death : The voyage of life's at an end. The mortal affliction Lb past : The age that in heaven they spend For ever and ever shall last 736 10, 5s, & lis. C. Wesle7 Funeral of a Christian brother. HO S ANN A to God, In his highest abode ; All heaven be join'd T extol the Redeemer and Friend of mankind! He claims all our praise. Who in inlinite grace Again hath stoop'd down And caught up a worm to inherit a crown. 2 Our friend is restored To the joy of his Lord, With triumph departs, But speaks by his death to our echoing hearts. Follow after, he cries.. \s be mountetotheskies^ Follow alter your friend To the blissful enjoyments thai never shall end. 3 Through Jesos's name Our comrade o'er- eame. And JesUfl IS ours. And arms us with all his invincible powers: He looks from the skies. He shows us the prize, And gives us a sign That we shall o'ercoine by the mercy divine FUTURE STATE. 529 4 For us is prepared The angelical guard ; The convoy attends — A minist' ring host of invisible friends — Ready-wing'd for their flight To the regions of light, The horses are come, The chariots of Israel to carry us home. 737 C. M. Doddridge. Funeral of a minister. YVTHAT though the arm of conqu'ring death ? t Does God's own house invade ? What though the prophet and the priest Be number d with the dead ? — 2 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The asred and the voung, The watchful eye, in darkness closed, And mute th' instructive tongue : 3 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart ; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still animates our heart. 4 " Lo ! I am with you," sailh the Lord, " My church shall safe abide : For I will ne'er forsake my own, Whose souls hi me confide." 5 Through every scene of life and death, This promise is our trust ; And this shall be our children's song, When we are cold hi dust. 738 10s. Montgomery, Funeral of a young minister. (1 O to the grave in all thy glorious prime, X In full activitv of zeal and power ; 2H 23 530 n> THE A Christian cannot die before his time, — The Lord's appointment is the servant's hour. ? Go to the grave ; at noon from labour cease; Rest on thy sheaves; thy harvest-task is done* Conic from the beat of battle, and in peace, Soldier, go homo; \\ iih thee the fight is won :; ( !o to the grave ; for there thy Saviour lay In death's embrace, ore be arose on bigb ; I ail the ransom'd, by that narrow way Pass to eternal life beyond the sky. 4 Go to the grave : — no! take thy seal above, Be thy pure spirit present with the Lord, Where thou forfaithand bopehast perfect love, And open vision ibr the written word. 739 S. M Mo.Ni-.ioMi r. Funrral of an aged mini KOERVANT of God, well done! ^ Rest from thy loved employ, The battle fought, the vict'ry won, Enter thy Muster's joy." The voice at midnight cam He started up to hear: A mortal arrow pierced his frame; He I'd!.— but felt no fear. 2 Tranquil amid alarms. li found him on the field, A vefran. slumb'ling on his arms, Beneath his red-cross shield. His sword was in his hand, Still warm with recent fight, Ready that moment, at command. Through rock and steel to unite FUTURE STATE. 531 3 It was a two-edged blade, Of heavenly temper keen : - And double were the wounds it made, Where'er it glanced between. 'Twas death to sin, — 'twas life To all who mourn'd for sin ; It kindled and it silenced strife, Made war and peace within. 4 Oft with its fiery force His arm had quell' d the foe, And laid, resistless in his course, The alien-armies low. Bent on such glorious toils, The world to him was loss, Yet all his trophies, all his spoils, He hung upon the cross. 5 At midnight came the cry, " To meet thy God prepare !" He woke, — and caught his Captain's eye, Then, strong in faith and prayer, His spirit, with a bound, Left its encumb'ring clay ; His tent, at sunrise, on the ground A darken' d ruin lay. 6 The pains of death are past, Labour and sorrow cease ; And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done ! Praise be thy new employ ; And while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy. 532 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. SECTION IX. Special (Occasions, i. mssiONa 740 S. M. Brady & Tate. Psalm lxvii. TO bless thy chosen race, In mercy, Lord, incline : And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy saints to shine : 2 That so thy wondrous way May through the world be known: While distant lands their tribute pay, And thy salvation own. 3 Let diff ring nations join To celebrate thy lam Let all the world, O Lord, combine To praise thy glorious name ! A ( I let them shout and sing, With joy and pious mirth ! For thou, the righteous Judge and King; Shalt govern all the earth. 5 Let difFring nations join To celebrate thy fame ; Let all the world, < > Lord, combine To praise thy glorious name ! 6 Then ( rod upon OUT land Shall constant blessings shower: And all the world in awe shall stand ( tfhis resistless power. MISSIONS. 533 L. M. Watts, Psalm lxxii. 741 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more 2 From north to south the princes meet To pay their homage at his feet ; While western empires own their Lord, And savage tribes attend his word. 3 For him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown his head ; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 4 People and realms, of every tongue, Dwell on his love with sweetest song, And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 5 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, The pris'ner leaps to lose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 6 Where he displays his healing power, Death and the curse are known no more ; In him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. 7 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honours to our King ; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the long Amen ! 742 Four 7s & four 6s. Montgomery Psalm lxxii. 1-11. HAIL to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son ! 534 Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! Be comes to break oppression To lei the captive Ere To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes with succour speedy. To those who Buffer wrong; To help the poor and needy. And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing Their darkness turn to light; Whose souls, condemned and dying Were precious in his sight. 3 lie shall come down like showers, Upon the fruitful earth, And love. joy. hope, like flowers. Spring in his path to birth : Before him on the mountains. Shall peace the herald 1^0 ; And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 4 Arabia's desert-ranger To him shall how the knee; The Ethiopian stranger I lis glory come to Bee : With ofPrings of devotion, Ships from the isles shall meet, To pour the wealth of ocean, In tribute, at his feet. f> Kings shall fall down before him, And gold and incense bring; All nations shall adore him, Bis praise all people sin. MISSIONS. 535 For he shall have dominion O'er river, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion Or dove's light wing can soar. 743 C. M. Gibbons. Psalm lxxii. 16-19. THE seed, in scanty handfuls sown, Upon the mountain-tops, — Nourish'd by heaven's enliv'ning beams, By heaven's enriching drops, — 2 Shall in an ample harvest rise, Shall overspread the ground, Shall shake like Lebanon with woods Of tow'ring cedar crown'd. 3 The cities, through the world dispersed. By crowds of men possess'd, Shall flourish like the blooming meads In spring's embroid'ry dress'd. 4 Long as the sun shall rule the day Mankind shall sound his fame : In him all nations shall be bless'd, And all shall bless his name. 5 Immortal and unbounded praise Let Israel's God receive ; These miracles of power and grace He only could achieve. 6 Now let our Lord, as summer-suns Make haste the world to gild, Shine all abroad till all our globe Is with his glories fill'd ! 7 Amen, with joy divine, let earth's Unnumber'd myriads cry; Amen, with joy divine, let heaven's Unnumber'd choirs reply ! 53() 8PE< ! LL Occam 744 L m. \\att3. fm cxvii. FROM :ill thai dwell below the si Le1 the ( Ireator's praise arise, — Le1 the Redeemer's name be sang Through every land, by every tongue 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord. Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy prase shall Bound from shore to shore Till suns shall rise and set no more. 745 c. M. l< iah ii. I— 5. "REHOLD, the mountain of the Lord, .1) in latter days shall ii Above the mountains and the hillsj And draw the wond'ring eyea 2 To this the joyful nations round. All tribes and tongues, shall flow: uUp to the hill of Cod." they say, " And to his house, well go." 3 The beam that shines on Zion's hill Shall lighten every land : The King who reigns in Zion's towers Shall all the world command 4 Among the nations he shall judge ; His judgments truth shall guide ; His sceptre shall protect the just, And quell the sinner's pride. 6 No Strife shall r;iLr<1. uor hostile lends Disturb those peaceful \ ears ; To ploughshares men shall heat their swords, To pruning-hooks their spears. 6 \<» longer hosts encountering hosts, Shall crow dfl ol .-lain deplop MISSIONS. 537 They hang the trumpet in the hall, And study war no more. 7 Come then, O house of Jacob ! come To worship at his shrine ; And, walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. 746 C. M. Montgomery Conversion of the Jews. DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust Exalt thy fallen head ; Again in thy Redeemer trust ; He calls thee from the dead. 2 Awake, awake ! put on thy strength, Thy beautiful array ; The day of freedom dawns at length, The Lord's appointed day. 3 Rebuild thy Avails, thy bounds enlarge, And send thy heralds forth ; Say to the south, "Give up thy charge," And, u Keep not back, O north." 4 They come ! they come ! — thine exiled bands, Where'er they rest or roam, Have heard thy voice in distant lands, And hasten to their home. 5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, And God his works destroy, With songs, thy ransom'd shall return, And everlasting joy. 747 Six 8s. C. Wesley For the seed of Abraham. FATHER of faithful Abrah'm, hear Our earnest suit for Abrah'm's seed ; Justly they claim the softest prayer From us, adopted in their stead, 23* ->38 [al oa \\ ho mercy through their lall obtain, And Christ by their rejection gain. 2 Outcast from thee, and scattered wide. Through every nation under heaven, Blaspheming whom they crucified, 1 fhsaved, unpitied, unfbrgiven, ched 1 lain, they bear their load, Oppress'd of men, and cursed of God 3 But hast thou finally forsook, For over cast thy own away I Wilt thou not bid the murd'rers look ( )n him they pierced, and weep and pray ? Yes, gracious Lord, thy word is past, "All Israel shall be saved at last." 4 Come, then, thou great DelivYer, come, 'The veil from Jacob's heart remove Receive thy ancient people homo. That, quicken'd by thy dying love. The world may their reception find Life from the dead for all mankind. 748 B. ML a Wesley, Far uthe dry homes ofVu it- i U > /." MESSIAH, full ofgrac Redeemed by thee, we plead The promise made to Abrah'm's race, To SOUlfl for ages dead. 2 Their bones, as quite dried up, Throughout the vale appear : Cut oil" and lot their la>t faint hope To Bee thy kingdom here. 3 Open their graves, and bring The outcasts forth, to own Thou art their Lord, their God, their King, Their true Anointed < )ne. MISSIONS. 539 4 To save the race forlorn, Thy glorious arm display ! And show the world a nation born, A nation in a day ! 749 C. M. Moor* Spiritual restoration of the Jews. BUT who shall see the glorious day, When, throned on Zion's brow, The Lord shall rend that veil away Which blinds the nations now ? 2 When earth no more beneath the fear Of his rebuke shall lie, — When pain shall cease, and every tear Be wiped from every eye, — 3 Then, Judah, thou no more shalt mourn Beneath the heathen's chain ; Thy days of splendour shall return, And all be new again. 4 The fount of life shall then be qnafTd In peace by all who come, And every wind that blows shall waft Some long-lost exile home. 750 S. M. C. Wesley. Hebrew missionaries. A LMIGHTYGodoflove, XJL Set up th' attracting sign, And summon whom thou dost approve For messengers divine. 2 From favour'd Abraham's seed The new apostles choose, In isles and continents to spread The dead-reviving news. 3 O send thy servants forth, To call the Hebrews home ! From East, and West, and South, and North, Let all the wand'rers come : 6 10 A With Israel's myriad- seal'd, Let all tin* nation- meet, Ami -how the mystery falfill'd, Tlie family complete ! 751 B I • Wwun tkt M bammed QUN of unclouded righteousness; I Willi healing in thy w ings ari _\ -ad benighted world to 14c--. Which now in >in and error lies. \\ rapp'd in Egyptian night profound, With chains of hellish darkness bound 3 The smoke of the infernal cai Which half the Christian world o'erspread, Disperse, thou heavenly Light, and a The >oul> by thai impostor led, Thai Aral) thief] as Satan bold, Who quite destroyed thy Asian told. 3 0 might the Mood of sprinkling cry T. r those who spurn the sprinkled blood; Assert thy glorious Deity ! itch out thy arm. thoii Triune (iod, E'en now the Moslem Gend expel, And chase hi.- doctrine hack to hell. A Come, Father, Son. and Holy Ghost, Thou Three in One, and One in Th. Resume th) own. !<•!• ages lost; Finish the dire ap Thy universal claim maintain. And Lord of the creation reign ! 752 E 8b. w m.fy. /' r th //• Iki //. LORD over all. if thou lia-t made, Hast ransom'd even soul of man, — MISSIONS. 54 1 Why is the grace so long deiay'd ? Why unfulfiird the saving plan ? The bliss for Adam's race design' d, When will it reach to all mankind? 2 Art thou the God of Jews alone, And not the God of Gentiles too ? To Gentiles make thy goodness known ; Thy judgments to the nations show ; Awake them by the gospel call ; Light of the world, illumine all ! 3 The servile progeny of Ham Seize as the purchase of thy blood ; Let all the heathen know thy name : From idols to the living God The wand'ring Indian tribes convert, And shine in every pagan heart ! 4 As lightning launch'd from east to west, The coming of thy kingdom be ; To thee, by angel hosts confest, Bow every soul and every knee : Thy glory let all flesh behold ! And then fill up thy heavenly fold. 753 S. M. C. Wesley "One fold under one Shepherd." FATHER of boundless grace, Thou hast in part fulnll'd Thy promise made to Adam's race, In God incarnate seal'd. 2 A few from every land At first to Salem came, And saw the wonders of thy hand, And saw the tongues of flame. 3 Yet still we wait the end, The coming of our Lord, — The full accomplishment attend, Of thy prophetic word. 542 • Beloved for Jesus' sake, B) him redeem'd of old, All nations must com*' in, and make One undivided fold: 6 While gathered in by thee And perfected in one They all at once thy glory see In thy co-equal Son. 754 7s & 6s. C. Wesley. "Thy kingdom come? SA \ IOUR, whom our hearts adore, To bless our earth again, Now assume thy royal power, And o'er the nations reign : Christ, the world's Desire and Hope, Power complete to thee is given; Set the last great empire up, Eternal Lord of heaven. 2 Where they all thy laws have spurn'd, rI1i) holiest name profaned, Where the ruin'd world hath mourn'd With blood of millions slain : Open there th' ethere;il >ceiie. Claim the heathen tribes for thine; There the endless reign begin With majesty divine. 3 Universal Saviour, thou Wilt all thy creatures Mess; Every knee to thee shall bow, And every tongue confian i MISSIONS. 543 None shall in thy mount destroy ; War shall then be learn'd no more : Saints shall their great King enjoy, And all mankind adore. 755 Four 6s & two 8s. C. Wesley Rapid extension. SAVIOUR, we know thou art In every age the same : Now, Lord, in ours exert The virtue of thy name ; And daily, through thy word, increase Thy blood-besprinkled witnesses. 2 Thy people, saved below From every sinful stain, Shall multiply and grow, If thy command ordain ; And one into a thousand rise, And spread thy praise through earth and skies. 3 In many a soul, and mine, Thou hast display'd thy power, But to thy people join Ten thousand thousand more ; Saved from the guilt and strength of sin, In life and heart entirely clean. 756 8s, 7s, & 4s. P. Williams. Spread of the gospel. O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul, be still and gaze ; All the promises do travail With a glorious day of grace ; Blessed jub'lee, Let thy glorious morning dawn ! 2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light ; 5 14 BPECIAL ('(cam And from eastern coast to western, Mn\ the morning chase the night ; And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day. 3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel; \\ in liwd conquer, never cea* May thy lasting, wide dominions. Multiply, and still increase ; Sway ihy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around. 757 S.M. CWuLKT God giveth the inert IORD, if at thy command J The word oi* life we sow. Water'd by thy almighty hand, The seed shall surely grow : The virtue of thy grace A large increase shall give, And multiply the faithful race, Who to thy glory live 2 Now, then, the ceaseless shower ( )f gOSpel blessings send. And let flie soul-converting power Thy ministers attend ( )n multitudes confer The heart-renewing love, And by the joy of grace prepare For fuller joj b above 758 k M. C. w.sley "Come, L ■ ./■ tut,n HEAD of thy church, whose Spirit Jills. And flows through every faithful soul, Unites in mystic lot e, and seals Them one. and sanctifies the whole: MISSIONS. 545 2 " Come, Lord," thy glorious Spirit cries, And souls beneath the altar groan ; " Come, Lord," the bride on earth replies, " And perfect all our souls in one." *S Pour out the promised gift on all, Answer the universal " Come !" The fulness of the Gentiles call, And take thine ancient people home. 4 To thee let all the nations flow, Let all obey the gospel word ; Let all their bleeding Saviour know, Fill'd with the glory of the Lord. 759 L. M. Collyer. Missionary meeting. ASSEMBLED at thy great command, Before thy face, dread King, we stand ; The voice that marshall'd every star Has cali'd thy people from afar. 2 We meet through distant lands to spread The truth for which the martyrs bled ; Along the line — to either pole — The anthem of thy praise to roll. 3 Our prayers assist ; accept our praise ; Our hopes revive ; our courage raise ; Our counsels aid ; to each impart The single eye, the faithful heart. 4 Forth with thy chosen heralds come ; Be call the wand'ring spirits home : From Zion's mount send forth the sounc To spread the spacious earth around. 760 7s & 6s. Hebi " Come over — and help us /" FBOM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; 21 5 I (j BPE< UL "< I Where Aftic's sunny fountains Etoll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er ( leylon's isle, Though ever)- prospect pleas And only man is vile : — Iii vain with lavish kindness The gifts of ( Sod are strown ; The heathen in his blindn Hows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we whose voids are lighted "With wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp oflile deny I Salvation! O salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learn'd .Messiah's name. 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story. And you, ye waters, roll. Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole : Till o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamh tor sinners slain, Redeemer. King, ( Veator. In hliss returns to reign. 761 C. M GlLBEVT. //' xp mding to ilu cj>praL Til E nations call ' from sea to sea Extends the thrilling cry. •■ ( Jome over, ( Ihristians, if there be, And help ii>. ere we die." MISSIONS. 547 2 Our hearts, O Lord, the summons feel ; Let hand with heart combine, And answer to the world's appeal By giving " that is thine." 3 Say to thy gifted servants, " Speed ! Behold the world your field ;" Say to the gold, " The Lord hath need/' Till hoarded treasures yield. 4 Say to the slumb'ring soul, " Awake ! Ere wanes thy noon away ; Lo ! soon I come th' account to take, Ye stewards of a day." 5 Saviour, forgiA^e ; ashamed we lie, Thy gracious will we know : Behold, while we delay, they die ! Bid, bid us send, or go. 762 8s & 7s. Francis. "Freely ye have received— freely give." PRAISE the Saviour, all ye nations, Praise him, all ye hosts above ; Shout, with joyful acclamations. His divine, victorious love ; Be his kingdom now promoted, Let the earth her monarch know ; Be my all to him devoted, To my Lord my all I owe. 2 See how beauteous on the mountains Are their feet, whose grand design Is to guide us to the fountains That o'erflow with bliss divine — Who proclaim the joyful tidings Of salvation all around — Disregard the world's deridings, And in works of love abound. 5 18 3 With my substance 1 will honour My \l r and my Lord : Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his woi \\ hile ill*- heralds of salvation EDs abounding grace proclaim, Let his friends, of every station, idly join to spread his fame. 7G3 ' • Marsden uGo ?■■ " — ("1 0. ye in- ( rod ! T Like the beams of morning fly, Take the wonder-working rod. Wave the banner-* o high ! 2 Where th1 aspirant minaret ( rleams alone the morning ski Wave it till tli And the •• Star of Jacob n ri - 3 Go! to many a tropic isle In the bosom of the deep, Where the sk; vet smile. And tli" oppressed tor ever weep! 4 O'er the negro's night of care Ponr the living light of heaven : Chase away the fiend despair, Bid him hop*' to a ! 5 Where the golden of day ( ►pen on the palmy 1. Wide the bleeding display, Spread the gospel's richest feast 6 Circumnavigate the ball, Visit every soil and sea : Preach the cross ol I brist to all — Jesus' love is full and tree. MISSIONS. 549 764 $S & 7s. SlGOURNEY Missionaries charged. ONWARD, onward, men of heaven ; Bear the gospel banner high ; Best not till its light is given — Star of every pagan sky : Send it where the pilgrim stranger Faints beneath the torrid ray ; Bid the hardy forest-ranger Hail it, ere he fades away. 2 Where the Arctic Ocean thunders, Where the tropics fiercely glow, Broadly spread its page of wonders, Brightly bid its radiance flow : India marks its lustre stealing ; Shiv'ring Greenland loves its rays ; Afric, mid her deserts kneeling, Lifts the untaught strain of praise. 3 Bude in speech, or wild in feature, Dark in spirit, though they be, — Show that light to every creature,— Prince or vassal, bond or free : Lo ! they haste to every nation ; Host on host the ranks supply : Onward ! Christ is your salvation, And your death is victory. 765 ?s- Bowring. u Watchman, what of the night ?" WATCHMAN, tell us of the night, Vt What its signs of promise are. Trav'ller, o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star. Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell ? 550 ial °c ' TravTIer, yes ; it brings the day. Promised day of Israel. c Watchman, tell as of the night; Bigher yet that star ascends. TraVller, blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot thai gave them birth i TravTIer, ages are its own. • ! it busts o'er all the earth. :] Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. TravTIer, darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wand'rings erase; Hie thee to thy quiet home. TravTIer, lo! the Prince of peac Lo ! the Son of ( rod is eoiiie. 766 l. m. c Wi "The morning comethS1 (^iLORY to God. whose sovereign i:race T Hath animated Benseless stom - ; Call'd us to stand before his lace, And raised us into Abrah'm's sons. 2 The people thai in darknesq lay. In sin and error's deadly shade. Have seen a glorious gospel-day, In Jesus1 lovely t'aee display'd 3 Thou only. Lord, the work hast done, And bared thine arm in all our sight; Hast made the reprobates thine own, And claim'd tin' outcasts a- thy right 4 Thy single arm. almighty Lord, To us the . i brought : MISSIONS. 551 Thy Word, thy all-creating Word, That spake at first the world from naught 5 For this the saints lift up their voice, And ceaseless praise to thee is given; For this the hosts above rejoice : — We raise the happiness of heaven. 6 For this, (no longer sons of night,) To thee our thankful hearts we give ; To thee, who call'dst us into light : To thee we die, to thee we live. 767 7s. C. Wesley, Success. HEE how great a flame aspires, U Kindled by a spark of grace ! Jesus' love the nations fires, Sets the kingdoms on a blaze. To bring fire on earth he came ; Kindled in some hearts it is : O that all might catch the flame, All partake the glorious bliss ! 2 When he first the work begun, Small and feeble was his dav : Now the word doth swiftly run, Now it wins its widening way : More and more it spreads and grows, Ever mighty to prevail ; Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, Shakes the trembling gates of hell. 3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise ! He the door hath open'd wide ; He hath given the word of grace, Jesus' word is glorified ; Jesus, mighty to redeem. He alone the work hath wrought ; 552 m'!:< ial (,( ■ Worthy istne work of Him, — Jiim w ho spake a world from naught. 1 Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand I Now ii spreads along the skies, Hangs o'er all the thirsty land; Lo ! the promise of a shower Drops already from aboi But the Lord will shortly pour All the Spirit of his love. 768 7s. R. W. Hamilton. Triumph. OAYJIAT blessings, Lavish'd wide, Cover all the woes of man. — As hen ven's rainbows soft bestride All the gloom beneath their span. 2 Hark! what rapt'rous hymns arise "Where the ensign-cross he rears! Songs are tuning out of sighs, Smiles are wreathing out of tears! 3 All shall bless him ! lift thy voice, Earth,-— and sen. — and firmament! Acclamation of your joys Peal out, in one chorus blent ! 7G9 7s. HfoNTQOMSltY. The soul:- of jubi nARK ! the song of jubili Loud as mighty thunders roar; Or the fulness of the - When it breaks upon the shore : Hallelujah! for the herd ( rod omnipotent, shall reign ; Hallelujah ' lei the woid Echo round the earth and main. BIBLE. 553 2 Hallelujah ! hark f the sound From the depth unto the skies Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies : See Jehovah's banner fmi'd, Sheath'd his sword: he speaks: 'tis done; And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole, With illimitable sway : He shall reign, when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have pass'd away ! Then the end — beneath his rod Man's last enemy shall fall : Hallelujah! Christ in God, God in Christ, is all in all. 2. BIBLE. 770 L. M. Watts ' Psalm xix. THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And night and day, thy power confess ; But the bless'd volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Bound the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race, It touch'd and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run; 55 1- spe( i m. Till Christ has all the nations blest; That see the light, or fee] the sun. 5 ( treat Sun of righteousness, ari Bless the dark world with heavenly light: Fhy gospel makes the ^ i 1 1 1 j > l < * wii thj laws arc pure, thy judgments right 7 71 C. M. Wait? bn c\i\. nOW shall tin* young secure their hearty And guard their lives from sin J Thy word the choicest rule imparts, To keep (he Conscience clean. 2 When once it enters to the mind. It spreads such light abroad, The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis like the sun. a heavenly light, Thai guides us all the day ; And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead (air w ay, 4 Thy word is everlasting truth ; How pure is every pa Thai holy hook shall guide our youth, And well support our age. 7 7-J T,. M. Wait- /.'< a lli nep of GtxTs word, TET everlasting glories crown J Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord; Thy hands have brought salvation down, An 1 writ the blessings in thy word. 2 In vain tin4 trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground 1o rest upon ; BIBLE. 555 With long despair the spirit breaks, Till we apply to Christ alone. 3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! How wise and holy thy commands ! Thy promises — how firm they be ! How firm our hope, our comfort, stands ! 4 Should all the forms that men devise, Assault my faith with treach'rous art, I'd call them vanity and lies, And bind the gospel to my heart. 73 Six 8s. C. Weslef Treasury of the-ivord. INSPIRER of the ancient seers, Who wrote from thee the sacred page, The same through all succeeding years, Vouchsafe to us, in this our age, The Spirit of thy word t' impart, And breathe the life into our heart. 2 Whene'er in error's paths we rove, The living God through sin forsake, Our conscience by thy word reprove, Convince, and bring the wand'rers back ; Deep wounded by thy Spirit's sword, And then by Gilead's balm restored. 3 The sacred lessons of thy grace, Transmitted through thy word, repeat, And train us up in all thy ways, To make us in thy will complete : Fulfil thy love's redeeming plan, And bring us to a perfect man. 4 Furnish'd out of thy treasury, O may we always ready stand To help the souls redeem'd by thee, In what their various states demand ! To teach, convince, correct, reprove ; And build them up in holiest love ! 556 SPECIAL OCCASIONS. 774 0, M. S. Stbnnett, M ,s arch thi Scripturi s." rPIIE counsels of redeeming grace J. The sacred leaves unfold : And here the Saviour's lovely face Our raptured eyes behold. 2 Here light descending from above Directs our doubtful feel : Here promises of heavenly love Our ardent wishes meet. 3 Our num'rous griefs are here redress' d, And all our wants supplied : Naught we can ask to make us bless'd Is in this book denied. 4 For these inestimable gains, That so enrich the mind. O may we search with eager pains, Assured that Ave shall lind! 775 C. M Steele. Delighting in the word. FATHER of mercies, in thy word What endless dory shines! For ever he thy name adored 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 giow& And yields a tree repast, Sublimer sweets than nature4 knows Invite the longing taste. -1 lb-re the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around : BIBLE. 557 And life, and everlasting joys, Attend the blissful sound. 5 O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 6 Divine Instructer, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 776 CM. C.Wesley Before sermon. FATHER of all, in whom alone We live, and move, and breathe, One bright, celestial ray, dart down, And cheer thy sons beneath. 2 While in thy word we search for thee, (We search with trembling awe !) Open our eyes, and let us see The wonders of thy law. 3 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear ; Now the revealing Spirit send, And give us ears to hear. 4 Before us make thy goodness pass, Which here by faith we know ; Let us in Jesus see thy face, And die to all below. 777 L. M. C.Wesley. Spread of the Scriptures. THE law and prophets all foretold That Christ should die, and leave the grave, 558 BPEOl UL occasions. ( rather the world into bis fold, The church of Jew and Gentiles save 2 Yet by tli»' prince of darkness bound, The nations still arc wrapp'd in night; The; never heard the joyful sound, They never saw the gospel light 3 Light of the world, again appear In mildest majesty of grace, And bring the great salvation near. And claim onr whole apostate race. 778 8. .M. C. Wbslby. Universal disst mi net ion. TEST'S, the word bestow, The true immortal seed; Thy gospel (hen shall greatly grow, And all onr land o'erspread ; Through earth extended wide Shall mightily prevail, Destroy the works of sell' and pride. And shake the gates of hell. 2 Its energy exert In the believing so,ul ; Diffuse thy grace through every part, And sanctity the whole : Its utmost virtue show- In pure coBsummate I<>ve, And (ill with all thy life below, And give US thrones ahove. 7 7<) C. ML COHBONS. Spreading over (ill the earth. rMW: \T Cod. the nations of the earth V \ Are by creation thine : And in thy works, by all beheld, Thy radiant glories shine. ERECTION OF CHURCHES. 559 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind, Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasured in thy mind. 3 O when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound ? 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays, And build on sin's demolish'd throne The temples of thy praise. 3. ERECTION OF CHURCHES. 780 L. M. G. Robinson Laying the foundation. TT^HEN to the exiled seer was given \ ) A rapt'rous foregaze into heaven, All glorious though the visions were, Yet he beheld no temple there. 2 The New Jerusalem on high Hath one pervading sanctity ; No sin to mourn, no grief to mar, — God and the Lamb its temple are. 3 But we. frail sojourners below, The pilgrim-heirs of guilt and wo, Must seek a tabernacle, where Our scatter'd souls may blend in prayer 4 O Thou ! who o'er the cherubim Didst shine in glories veil'd and dim, With purer light our temple cheer, And dwell hi unveil' d glory here. C){)0 ()NS. 781 7s, 6§, & 9b. a. Buuica. L /////:/• ///' luini'lalioii. riMlol who hast in Zion laid 1 The ti ue Foundation-stone, And with those a cov'nanl made, Who build on thai alone : Hear as, Archifc ct divine ! Great Builder of thy church below .Now upon thy 9 -rvants shine, Who seek thj • to show. 2 Eartkis thine ; her thousand hilta Thy mighty hand sustains ; Heaven thy awful presence Bib, ( >Vr all thy glorj reigns : Yet the place of old prepared, By regal David's favoured son Thy peculiar blessing shared, And stood thy chosen throne 3 Father, Son, and Spirit, send The consecrating flame ; Now in majesty descend, Inscribe the living name : Thai m*oai aame by which we live Now write on this accepted stone ; Us into thy hands receive, Our temple make thy throne. 7S:> C. M. Watts. Pj //// cwiii. 22, TOEHOLD the sure Foundation-stone ) Which ( rod in Zion l;i To build our heavenly hopes upon. And his eternal praise. t? ( Ihosen of ( rod, to sinners dear, \\ e now adore ihv aame : ERECTION OF CHURCHES. 561 We trust our whole salvation here, Nor can we suffer 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 wondrous in our eyes. 783 Four 6s & two 8s. G. Robinson Dedication. C\ OD of thine Israel true, vT Their pillar, shield, and rock, Who, all the desert through, Didst lead them like a flock ; In this our sanctuary dwell, Thou glorious, felt, Invisible ! 2 That holy peace shed down, The world can never give ; Thy truth with triumph crown, Command the dead to live ; And fill this consecrated place With living trophies of thy grace. 3 Great Shepherd of thy flock Our glorious leader be ; Our pillar, shield, and rock, Till the fair land we see : Ruler of heaven's eternal sphere, Be thou the guardian glory here ! 784 L. M. Palmer. Dedication. BEHOLD thy temple, God of grace, The house that we have rear'd for thee, 2 J 24* Regard it .-is thy resting plan Ami Jill it with thy majesty. L} When from its altar shall arise Joint supplication to thy n. line, Deign to accept the sacrifice, Thyself our answ'ring God proclaim. 3 And when from hence the voice of praise Shall lilt its triumphs to thy throne, Show thy acceptance of our lays, By making all thy glory known. 1 \\ hen here thy ministers shall stand, To speak what thou shah hid them i Maintain thy cause with thine OWD hand, And give thy truth a winning way. 5 Now, therefore, 0 our God, arise! In this thy resting place appear: And let thy people's longing Behold thee lix thy dwelling here. 785 7s. Montgobii Dedication, IORD of hosts, to thee we raise j Here a house of prayer and prais Thou thy people's hearts prepare Here to meet lor praise and prayer. 2 Let the living here he fed With thy word, the heavenly bread ; 1 [ere, in hope of glory blest, May the dead be laid to rest ; — :; I [ere to thee a temple stand, While the sea shall gird the land ; Her-' reveal thy mere] sure, While the son ami moon endure. •1 Hallelujah ! — earth and sky To the joyful sound reply ; Hallelujah ' — hence ascend Prayer and praise till time shall ena ERECTION OF CHURCHES. 503 786 L- M. Doddridge. Dedication. AND will the great, eternal God, On earth establish his abode ? And will he, from his radiant throne, Avow our temple for his own ? 2 We bring the tribute of our praise; And sing that condescending grace, Which to our notes will lend an ear, And call us sinful mortals near. 3 These walls we to thy honour raise, Long may they echo to thy praise ; And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. 4 And in the great, decisive day, When God the nations shall survey, May it before the world appear That crowds were born to glory here ! 787 C. M. Maxt. Psalm xxvi. 6-8. I'LL wash my hands in innocence, And round thy altar go ; Pour the glad hymn of triumph thence. And thence thy wonders show. 2 Thy house is ever my delight, Thy dwelling, O my God ! The place, where shrined in radiance bright, Thy glory makes abode. 788 S. M. Watts. Psalm xlviii. n REAT is the Lord our God, VJ And let his praise be great ; {') 1 OCCAl lie makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat 2 These temples of his prae How beautiful they stand ! The honours of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. 3 In Sion ( rod is known A refuge in distress ; How bright has his salvation shone Through all her palaces ! 4 Tn every new distress \\ e'U to his house repair; We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And sock deliverance there. 789 L ML Brady & Tate. Rs Im \c-iii. TT7TTB glory clad, with strength arrayed, V I The Lord that o'er all nature reigns* Tli" world's foundations strongly laid, And the vast fabric still sustains. 2 How >ure established is thy throne, \\ hieh shall no change or period Befe! For thou. ( ) Lord, and thou alone. An King from all eternity. 3 The tloods. () Lord, hit Dp their voice, And toss their troubled waves on high: Bui God above can still their noise, And make the angrj sea comply. 4 Thy promise. Lord, is ever sure : And they that in thy house would dweLl, That happy station to secure. Mu>t still in bolin< ss < KceL EDUCATION OF YOUTH. 565 790 C. M. WaJts Psalm cxxxii. 8, 15. ARISE, O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest ! Lo ! thy church waits, with longing eyes, Thus to be own'd and blest. 2 Enter, with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word ; All that the ark did once contain, Could no such grace afford. 3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows ; Here let thy praise be spread ; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. 4. EDUCATION OF YOUTH. 791 L. M. Mant For a College Commencement. Psalm lxxviii. 1-7. HEAR ye my law, my people, hear ; Lend to my words the list'ning ear : My mouth shall lofty lore unfold, — My lips dark sentences of old. 2 Such truths to us our sires have shown, Our ears have heard, our hearts have known : Nor shall our lips forbear to trace The image for our future race : 3 But times remote, — the latter days, — The story of Jehovah's praise Shall hear ; and ponder with delight His wondrous deeds, his arm of might 4 His law to Jacob he reveal' d, His covenant with Israel seal'd, And gave our sires the charge divine, [n trust for their succeeding line ; OtitS # 5 Thai year to j ear, and age to ■<<_ Blight safe convey the sacred j>; And still his troth perpetual run. Transmitted down from sure to bob : 6 That on the arm of power divine Sons yet unborn might still recline; .Nor e'er forget the works of God, Nor e'er forsake his guiding rod. 7<):> C. M. Gnaw* For ■ 'it. Al/iJJJLE we with fear and hope survey )) This youthful, blooming thn And little know th' eventful way Thek steps may ]>as< along; — 2 (hie day is as s thousand yea Eternal ( tod, to thee. And present to thine eye appears Their whole futurity. d Thou seest temptation's subtle thread. ( )r torture's fiery test ; — Mid scenes of pleasure, or of dread, Screen thou tlf unguarded l»r« A Saviour! through each portentous change, And dangers yot untrod, Where'er they rest; where'er they rau J).' thou their present ( Sod ! 793 L M. LYBl •• Young m< n — exhort YOUNG men exhort, th' apostle said. To cherish soberness of mind ; So when the bloom of life is fled, Substantial fruit shall stay behind. 2 I: ( rod's eternal word of truth Affect your hearts, your thoughts engage, EDUCATION OF YOUTH. 567 Its guardian power shall shield your youth, Its consolations cheer your age. 3 Come, then, and choose religion's ways, In life's sweet fragrancy and prime ; So peace shall crown your foil' wing days — Peace, indestructible by time. 794 Six 8s. C.Wesley "Learning and holiness combined" COME, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To whom we for our children cry ; The good desired and wanted most, Out of thy richest grace supply ! The sacred discipline be given To train and bring them up for heaven, 2 Error and ignorance remove, Their blindness both of heart and mind ; Give them the wisdom from above, Spotless, and peaceable, and kind : In knowledge pure their minds renew ; And store with thoughts divinely true. 3 Learning's redundant part and vain Be here cut off, and cast aside ; But let them, Lord, the substance gain, In every solid truth abide ; Swiftly acquire, and ne'er forego, The knowledge fit for man to know. 4 L>nite the pah so long disjoin'd, Knowledge and vital piety : Learning and holiness combined, And truth and love let all men see, In those whom up to thee we give, Thine wholly thine, to die and five ! 795 Six 8s. C. Wesley Youth devoted to God. CAPTAIN of our salvation, take The souls we here present to thee, 5()8 ,AL OCCASU And Jit for thy great service make Tin--.* heirs of immortality : An suffer not one to remain. Beside living w aters unfed. But give thou the plentiful rain. The sun of thine influence >\\<-d \ >o. comely us willows that hend Where streamlets and fountains abound, Be these the young plants that we tend. With blossoms and fruitfulness crown'ct EDUCATION OF YOUTH. 569 797 C. M. Straphan. Sunday- School Celebration. MERCY, descending from above, In softest accents pleads ; O may each tender bosom move, When mercy intercedes ! 2 Children our kind protection claim, And God will "well approve, When infants learn to lisp his name, And their Creator love. 3 Delightful work ! young souls to win, And turn the rising race From the deceitful paths of sin, To seek their Saviour's face. 4 Almighty God ! thine influence shed, To aid this bless'd design ; The honour of thy name be spread, And all the glory thine. 798 Four 6s & two 8s. Budden, Sunday- School Celebration. Children. C1 OME, let our voices join J In one glad song of praise ; To God, the God of love, Our grateful hearts we raise : Congregation. To God alone your praise belongs : His love demands your earliest songs Children. 2 Now we are taught to read The book of life divine, Where our Redeemer's love And brightest glories shine : 57U ■ 0OCASH ( Congregation, To ( rod alone the praise is due^ "Who Bends his word to us and you. 3 Within these ballow'd walls ( > 1 1 r wand'ring feet are brought; Where prayer and praise ascend, And heavenly truths are taught: Congregation. To God alone your ofTrings being; Here in his church his praises sing. Child,- 4 For blessings such as these Our gratitude Lord, here accept our hearts, 'Tis all that we can give : Con ion. Great God. accept their infant som. To thee alone their praise belongs. Both. 5 Lord, bid this work of love Be crown'd with meet success : May thousands yet unborn This institution bl< Thus shall the praise resound to th< Now. and through all eternity. 7<)<) Be, 7s, & l& J. Taylor 'ration. THOU, who didsl with love and blessing ( lather Sion's babes to tl Still a Saviour's lo\e expressing, These, the babes of Sion, m l>le>s the labours That would bring them up for thee. EDUCATION OF YOUTH. 571 2 Smile upon the weak endeavour, Vain, if thou thy smile deny: Lo ! they rise, — to live for ever ! Train, O train them for the sky ! Ne'er may St tan Plunder Sion's - ?ry. 3 Lord, with humble fervour bending, We thy blessing would entreat, On the youthful heart descending, Make the toils of learning sweet : Still to Sion Guide the young disciples' feet. 4 Then, when long we both have slumter'd Side by side in common dust, With thy ransom'd people number'd With th' assembly of the just, Child and teacher, Saviour ! own our humble trust. 800 C. M. C. Wesley For an orphan asylum. FATHER of mercies, hear our prayers For those that do us good, Whose love for us a place prepares, And gives the orphans food. 2 Their alms in blessings on their head A thousand-fold restore ; O feed their souls with living bread, And let their cup run o'er ! 3 For ever in thy Christ built up Thy bounty let them prove ; Steadfast in faith, joyful through hope, And rooted deep in love. 4 For those who kindly founded this, A better house prepare ; Remove them to thy heavenly bliss, And let us meet them there. 57 2 OCCASI' 801 c. m. awuLiT, A/inii- milium. 4GAI \ the land revolving Has brought this happy day, And we in God's bless'd house appeal Again our vows to pay. 2 ( >ur watchful guardians, robed in light, Adore the heavenly King ; Ten thousand thousand seraphs bright, Incessant praises sing. 3 They know no want, they feel no care, .Nor ever sigh as we; Sorrow and sin are strangers tin And all is harmony. 4 Ef aught can there enhance their bliss, Or raise their raptures higher, New joys in heaven at sights like this, .New anthems till the choir. 5 With what resembling care and love Both worlds for us appear: — Our friendly guardians, those above, Our benefactors, her 80:2 C.M. Browm:. /'*• ' , _■ /• the orphan OIK >\\ can they look up to heaven. And ask for mercy there, Who never Booth'd the pour man's pong \or dried the Orphan's tear! 2 The dread omnipotence of Beaven \\ .■ every hour provoke : Yet Mill the mercj of our ( rod Withholds th* avenging stroll 3 And Christ Was still the healing friend ( tf poverty and pain; THE SEASONS. 573 And never did imploring wretch His garment touch in vain. 4 May we with humble effort take Example from above ; And thence the active lesson learn Of charity and love ! 5 But chiefly be the labour ours To shade the early plant ; To guard from ignorance and guilt The infancy of want ; — 6 To graft the virtues, ere the bud The canker-worm has gnaw'd, And teach the rescued child to lisp Its gratitude to God. 5. T H E SEASONS. 803 10s, os, & lis. C. Wesley. New -Yea?'' s day. COME, let us anew Our journey pursue, Roll round with the year. And never stand still till the Master appear ! His adorable will Let us gladly fulfil, And our talents improve, By the patience of hope, and the labour of love. 2 Our life is a dream ; — Our time, as a stream, Glides swiftly away ; And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. The arrow is flown, The moment is gone ; The millennial year Rushes on to our view, and eternity's here. 3 O that each in the day Of his coming may say, w I have fought my way through ; I have finish'd the work thou didst give me to do !" 5 7 1 0 that each from his Lord .May receive the glad word. "Well and faithfully done! Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne n SO J Pom 6e \ • to Bfc. G W, A- /••- V' or*! rjlHE L<»rd of earth and sky. The ( Sod of ages prai - Who reigns enthroned on high, Ancient of endless days ' Who lengthens out our trials here, And spares us yet another year. 2 Barren and wither'd to We cumbered long the ground ! No frail of holiness ( )n our dead bouIs was found ; Yet doth he as in mercy spare Another and another year. 3 When justice nave the word. To cut the fig-tree down, The pitv of the Lord Cncd'. •• Let it still alone T The Father mild inclines his ear, And spares Qfl yet another year. 1 Jesus, thy speaking blood From ( rod obtain'd the grace ; Who therefore hath bestowM ( )n us a longer space ; Thou didst in our behalf appear, And In ! 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 ; ( ) lei as all thy praise dt^-lw And fruit unt<» perfection beat! THE SEASONS. 575 805 c- M- C- Wesley New -Year's day. TET me alone another year, J In honour of thy Son, Who doth my Advocate appear Before thy gracious throne. 2 Thou hast vouchsafed a longer space, And spared the barren tree, Because for me my Saviour prays, And pleads his death for me. 3 Time to repent thou dost bestow ; BufO the power impart! Ana let my eyes with tears o'erflow, And break my stubborn heart. 4 I'd nail my passions to the cross, Where my Redeemer died ; And all things count but shame and loss For Jesus crucified. » 5 Giver of penitential pain, Before that cross I lie, In grief determined to remain Till thou thy blood apply. 6 Forgiveness on my conscience seal ; Bestow thy promised rest ; With purest love thy servant fill, And number with the blest. 806 C. M. Doddridge. New -Year's day. REMARK, my soul, the narrow hocirul Of the revolving year ; How swift the weeks complete their roun^l ! Hgw short the months appear ! 2 So fast eternity comes on — And that important day, 57 I) 8PE< IAI When all that mortal life hath done, ( rod's judgment Bhall survey. 3 Yet like an idle tale, \\ e pass The *wift-advancing year; And study artful ways t' increase The speed of its career. 4 Waken, 0 God, my careless heart. Its great concern to sec ; That I may act the Christian part, To give the year to thee. 807 3 ■ Nkwton Ncv'-X' Hi's day. Befon $erwum* "\VHILE with ceaseless course the sun m Hasted through tiie former year; Many souls their race have run. Never more to meet us here : Tix'd in an eternal state. They have done with all below : We a little longer \\ ait. But how little. — none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find, — As the lightning from the skie> Darts and leaves no trace behind, — Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is hut a dream. 3 Thanks tor mercies past receive; Pardon of our sins renew : Teach us henceforth how to live \\ ith eternity in view : Bless thy Word to \<>iiiil: and old. Fill u*> w nli a Sai tour's love ; And wheD life's short tale is told. Mav \\ e dwell with thee above. THE SEASONS. 577 808 C. M. C. Wesley. New -Year's day. SING to the great Jehovah's praise ! All praise to him belongs, Who kindly lengthens out our days, Demands our choicest songs : His providence hath brought us through Another various year ; We 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, Wliate'er we have or are : Our lips and lives shall gladly show The wonders of thy love, While on in Jesus' steps we go To seek thy face above. 3 Our residue of days or hours, 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. 809 L. M. Doddridge. tl Thou crownest the year with thy goodness?* ETERNAL Source of every joy, Well may thy praise our lips employ, While in thy temple we appear, Whose goodness crowns the circling year 2 The flowery spring, at thy command, Embalms the air, and paints the land ; 2K 25 ,078 IAL occAMom. The rammer rag s with rigour shine, To raise the corn and cheer the vine. ') Thy hand in antinnn richly pours, Through all our coasts, redundant Mores; And winters, Boften'd by thy rare. V> more a lace of horror wear. 4 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive Bongs ofprau Still be the cheerful homage paid With op'ning light, and evening shade. 5 Here in thy house shall incense rise^ As circling sabbaths bless our eyea ; Still we will make thy mercies known Around thy board, and round our own. 6 O may our more harmonious tongue In worlds unknown pursue the song; And in those brighter courts adore. Where days and years revolve no more! 810 C. M. Steele. Spring* TV HEX verdure clothes the fertile vale, M Ami blossoms deck the spray. And fragrance breathes in every gale, How sweet the vernal day ! 2 Hark! how the feathered warblers sing — "Ti> nature's cheerful voice ; Soft music hails the lovely spring, And weeds and fields rejoice. 3 O God of nature and of grace, Thy heavenly gifts impart ; Then shall my meditation trace Spring; blooming in my heart. -1 Inspired to praise. I then shall join ( rlad nature's cheerful song ; And love and gratitude divine Attune my joyful tongue. THE SEASONS. 579 811 C. M. Beddome. Seed-time. ETERNAL God! we humbly bow Before thy sacred throne ; From thee our varied comforts flow, From thee, and thee alone. 2 We plead the promise in thy word, That seed-time shall be given ; Now verify thy promise, Lord, And send us help from heaven. 3 Then we will give thee lasting praise For all thy love and care ; Unite in fervent, grateful lays, For prospects bright and fair. 812 S. M. Beddome Praying' for rain. OLORD, in mercy spare The herbage of the field; And, under thy paternal care, May it abundance yield. 2 Restrain the burning ray, And grant refreshing rains ; Restore the verdure from decay, And drench the parched plains. 3 Then we our praise will show To our preserver, God ; Our songs of melody shall flow, And spread his name abroad. 813 C. M. Wattb. Thanksgiving for rain. Psalm lxv. 9-18. GOOD is the Lord, the heavenly King, Who makes the earth his care ; Visits the pastures every spring, And bids the grass appear. ) • ESPECIAL O© 2 The clouds, like rivers raised on high, Pom out at hid command Their wrafry blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The soften'd ridges of the held Permit the corn to spring ; The valleys rich provision yield, And the poor lah'rers sing. 4 The little hills on every side Rejoice at Palling showers ; The meadows, dress'd in all their pride, Perfume the air with flowers, 5 The various months thy goodness crowns, How bounteous are thy wa The bleating flock* id o'er the downs, And shepherds shout thy prai 814 ~ XCWTON. Summer. QEE the corn again in ear. ^ How the tields and valleys smile.. Harvest now is drawing near. To repay the farmer's toil: 2 Gracious Lord, secure the crop, Satiety the poor with food : In thy mercy is our hope, We have sinn'd, hut thou art good 3 Let the prai>e lie all the Lord's. \< the benefit is our- ; He in season still affords Kindly heat, and gentle shower-: 4 By his care tin4 produce thri\ Waving o'er the t'urrowM lands ; And when harvest-time arri\ i» ady tor the rea] od& THE SEASONS. 581 815 C. M. Gibbons. Praying for fair weather. HOW hast thou, Lord, from year to year, Our land with plenty crown'd, And gen'rous fruit and golden grain Have spread their riches round. 2 But we abuse thy mercies ; we Thy precious gifts destroy ; And vice is fed by what was given T' inspire our holy joy. 3 Equal though awful is the doom, That fierce descending rain Should into inundations swell, And crush the rising grain. 4 But, Lord, have mercy on our land ; These floods of vengeance stay ; Dispel these glooms, and let the sun Shme in unclouded day. 816 C. M. Needham Harvest. TO praise the ever-bounteous Lord, My soul, wake all thy powers ! He calls, and at his voice come forth The smiling harvest hours. 2 His cov'nant with the earth he keeps; My tongue his goodness sing ; Summer and winter know their time, His harvest crowns the spring. 3 Well pleased the toiling swains behold The waving yellow crop : With joy they bear the sheaves away, And sow again in hope. 4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness : 0§2 SPECIAL CM (AS!' Smile on my soul, and with thy beams The ripening harvest blew o Then, in the last great harvest. T Shall reap a glorious crop : The harvest shall by far exceed \\ hat 1 have sown in hope. 81? & & 7a B Autumn. QEE the leaves around us falling 1 Dry ami withered, to the ground, Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, In a sad and solemn sound. — 2 uYouth? on length of days presuming Who the paths of pleasure tread, View us. late in beauty blooming, Numbered now among the dead. 3 " What though yet no losses grieve you, — Gay with health and many a Lrrace. — Let not cloudless skies deceive you : Summer gives to autumn place." 4- On the Tree of Life eternal Lord, let all our hopes be stay'd ! This alone, for ever vernal. Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 818 L.M. CWi uWt all do fade as a h 11/ ELL doth a summer leaf explain fl The transient state of feeble man: We flourish fair in youthful bloom, Till age and pallid autumn come. 2 lie comes with sickness at his side. — Be withers all our verdant pride. And. Bhaken by the stormy gust, We drop, and crumble into dust. THE SEASONS. 583 gl9 C. M. Watts. Winter. Psalm cxlvii. WITH songs and honours sounding loud, Address the Lord on high; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year ; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 3 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 4 When, from his dreadful stores on high, He pours the sounding hail, The wretch that dares his God defy Shall find his courage fail. 5 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word ; With songs and honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 820 C. M. DODDRFDGE. Close of the year. AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high ; Awake, and praise that sovereign love That shows salvation nigh. 2 On all the wings of time it flies, Each moment brings it near ; Then welcome, each declining day! Welcome, each closing year! 58 I SPE< IAL OCM :; Ye wheels of nature speed your course; \ c mortal powers, decay ; Fast as jre bring the night of death, \ e bring eternal day. 8-21 C. ML Blown* I of the /• AM) now. my soul, another year ( tf thy short life is past ; J cannot long continue here, And this may be my last 2 Awake, my soul! with utmost care Thy true condition learn : What arc thy hopes '. how sure '. how lair ? What IS thy great concern \ 3 Behold, another year begins! Bet out afresh lor heaven : Seek pardon for thy former sins. In ( Ihrist so freely given. 4 Devoutly yield thyself to God, And on his grace depend : With zeal pursue the heavenly road, Nor doubt a happy md. 822 I-\>ur V.. & two 9b. C. Wesley. Watch-night. V E virgin souls, arise, I With all the dead awake! I nto salvation wise, ( >il in your vessels take : 1 fpetarting at the midnight cry. u Beho'd the heavenly Bridegroom oigh.* 1 le comes, he comes, to call The nations to his bar, And raise i<» glory all Who lit for glory are : THE SEASONS. 585 Made ready for your full reward, Go forth with joy to meet your Loro. 3 Go meet him in the sky, Your everlasting Friend : Your Head to glorify, With all his saints ascend : Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace To see, without a veil, his face ! 4 The everlasting doors Shall soon the saints receive, Above yon angel powers In glorious joy to live ; Far from a world of grief and sin, With God eternally shut in. 823 Six 8s. C. Wesley Wolch-ms-hl. HOW many pass the guilty night In revelling and frantic mirth ! The creature is their sole delight, Then happiness the tilings of earth: But O, suffice the season past ! We choose the better part at last. 2 We will not close our wakeful eyes, We will not let our eyelids sleep, But humbly lift them to the skies, And all a solemn vigil keep ; So many nights on sin bestow'd, Can we not watch one hour for God? 3 We can, O Jesus, for thy sake, Devote our every hour to thee ; Speak but the word, our souls shall wake, And sing with cheerful melody. Thy praise shall our glad tongues employ, And everv heart shall dance for jov. 25* 58*) SPECIAL OCCAM 824 & -M. C. vfrsLSY. h-nighL rilHOU Judge of quick and dead, Before whose bar severe, M iih holy joy, or guilty dread, We ;i!l shall soon appear; ( )nr caution'd souls prepare For thai tremendous day. And iil! ua now with watchful care, And stir ua np to pray : 2 To pray, and wait the hour, That awful hour unknown. When, robed in majesty and power. Thou shall from heaven come down, Hi* immortal Son of man. To judge the human race. Willi all thy Father's dazzling train, \\ iih all thy glorious grace. 3 To damp OUT earthly joys. TJ increase OUT gracious tears. For ever let th1 archangel's voice Be sounding in our ears The solemn midnight cry. " Ye dead, the Judge is eome : Arise, and meet him in the sky. And meet your instant doom !*' 4 0 may we thus he found, ( )hedient to Mb word : Attentive to the trumpet's sound, And looking lor OUT Lord ! O may we thus ensure A lot among the blest ; And watch a moment to secure An everlasting rest ! THE SEASONS. 687 g25 7s & 6s. C. Wesley. Watch-night. HEARKEN to the solemn voice, The awful midnight cry ! Waiting souls, rejoice, rejoice, And see the Bridegroom nigh ! Lo ! he comes to keep his word, Light and joy his looks impart ; Go ye forth to meet your Lord, And meet him in your heart 2 Ye who faint beneath the load Of sin, your heads lift up ; See your great redeeming God ; He comes, and bids you hope ! In the midnight of your grief, Jesus doth his mourners cheer ; Lo ! he brings you sure relief; Believe, and feel him here ! 3 Ye whose loins are girt, stand forth, Whose lamps are burning bright ; Worthy in your Saviour's worth, To walk with him in white ; Jesus bids your hearts be clean ; Bids you all his promise prove ; Jesus comes to cast out sin, And perfect you in love. 4 Happy he whom Christ shall find Watching to see him come ; Him the Judge of all mankind Shall bear triumphant home ! Who can answer to his word ? — Which of you dares meet his day ? — " Rise, and come to judgment !" — Lord, We rise and come away. t^88 BPBI i.m. (K I h-J(i r r Bfcdi C. Wsslbi h- 11 ii: lit. j ( )\\ happy, gracious Lord, are * J I I )i\ inely drawn to follow th< \\ bose hours divided arc Betwixt the mount and multitude: Our day is spent in doing good, ( )ur night in praise and prayer. 2 With us no melancholy void. No moment lingejrs unemployed, ( >r unimproved below : ( >ur weariness of life is gone, Who live to Berve our ( Sod alone, And only thee to know. 3 The winter's night, and summer's day, Glide imperceptibly away, Too short to sing thy praii Too few we find the happy hours. And haste to join those heavenly p< In everlasting lays. 4 With all who chant thy name on high, And. Holy. holy. holy, cry — A bright, harmonious throng — We long thy praises to repeat. And ceaseless sing, around thy seat, Tin- new, eternal song. 827 C. M C. Wsblst. Watch-night. fOlN alj ye ransom'd BOnfl of -race. The holy joy prolong, And Shout to the lirdcrnier's pra A solemn midnight & 5 Blessing, and thanks, and love, and might; \\c to our Jesus given, THE SEASONS. 589 Who turns our darkness into light, — Who turns our hell to heaven. 3 Thither our faithful souls he leads, — Thither he bids us rise, With crowns of joy upon our heads, To meet him in the skies. 828 C. M. C. Wesley. Reneiving- the covenant. C1 OME, let us use the grace divine, J And all, with one accord, In a perpetual cov'nant join Ourselves to Christ the Lord ; — 2 Give up ourselves, through Jesus' power, His name to glorify ; And promise, in this sacred hour, For God to live 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 pleased 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. 090 ww ial oo RATIONAL smlkmmt: 829 &. C. Wum Public fast. OGOD, thy righteousness we owfe: Judgment is at thy house begun! \\ iih humble awe thy rod we hear, And guilty in thy sight appear: AW cannot in thy judgment stand; But Miik beneath thy mighty hand 2 Onr month as in the dust we lay. And Mill tor mercy, mercy, pray: Unworthy to behold thy face : Unfaithful stewards of thy grace; Our sin and wickedness we <>\\n. And deeply for acceptance groan. 3 Lord, do not drive as from thy face, A slitl'-neck'd and hard-hearted race; But O! in tender mercy break The iron sinew in onr neck ! The sofVning power of love impart, And melt the marble of our heart ! 830 L- "d. Doddridge. Public fast. Ifzek, ix. 4-6. 0 RIGHTEOUS God, thou Judge supreme, We tremble at thy dreadful name! And all our crying guilt we own, In dnM and tears, before thy throne. 2 .lastly might tnis polluted land Prove all the vengeance of thy hand: And. bathed in heaven, thy Bword might come, To drink OUT blood, and seal onr doom. 3 Yet has! thou not a remnant here, Whose Bonis are till'd with pious tear.'' NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. 591 O bring thy wonted mevcy nigh, While prostrate at thy feet they lie ! 4 Behold their tears, attend their moan, Nor turn away their secret groan : With these we join our humble prayer ; Our nation shield, our country spare. 831 C. M. Scott. Public supplication. "\YTHEN Abrah'm, full of sacred awe, VV Before Jehovah stood, And with an humble, fervent prayer, For guilty Sodom sued, — 2 With what success, what wondrous grace, Was his petition crown'd ! The Lord would spare, if in the place Ten righteous men were found. 3 And could a single pious soul So rich a boon obtain ? Great God, and shall a nation cry, And plead with thee in vain? 4 Are not the righteous dear to thee Now, as in ancient times ? Or does this sinful land exceed Gomorrah in her crimes? 5 Still we are thine ; we bear thy name ; Here yet is thine abode ; Long has thy presence bless'd our land : — Forsake us not, O God. 832 Six 8s. C. Wesley. Supplication. f\ WONDROUS power of faithful prayer ! I ) What tongue can tell th* almighty grace ? God's hands or bound or open are, As Moses or Elijah prays ; 592 ial u< ' Let Moses in die Spirit -roan. And God cries out, M Let me alone! — 3 •• Let me alone, that Jill my wrath May rise, the wicked to consume! While justice bears thy praying faith, It cannot seal the sinner's doom : My Son \& in my servant's prayer, And Jesus forces me to spa Father, we ask in Jesus1 nan In Jesus1 power and spirit pray: Divert thy vengeful thunder's aim! 0 turn thy threafning wrath away! ( Nir guilt and punishment remove, And magnify thy pard'ning love. •1 Father, regard thy pleading Son. ccept his all-availing prayer ; And send a peaceful answer down. In honour of our Spokesman there ! Whose blood proclaims our sin^ forgiven, And speaks thy rebels up to heaven. 833 S. NL C. Wi Impending Us, DINNERS, the call obey, i The latest call of grac The day is come, the vengeful day ( )i a devoted race : 1 ►evils and men combine To plague the faithless seed, And vials full of wrath divine Arc bursting on your head. 2 Knter into the Hock. Ye trembling slaves of sin, — The Bock of your salvation, struck And cleft to take von in : NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. 593 To shelter the distrest He did the cross endure ; Enter into the clefts, and rest In Jesus' wounds secure. 834 S. M. C.Wesley Concluded. TESUS, to thee we fly •J From the devouring SAVord ; 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 soul's defence. 2 "We 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 shelter d in thy wounds abide Till all the storms are past. 835 L- M. Da vies. In time of tear. TVHILE o'er our guilty land, O Lord, T! We view the terrors of thy sword; O ! whither shall the helpless fly ? To whom but thee direct their cry ? 2 The help1 ess sinner's cries and tears Are grown familiar to thine ears ; Oft has thy mercy sent relief, When all was fear and hopeless grief 3 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn To our forsaken God we. turn ; 2 L 59 I SPECIAL 00CA8] ( ) spare om guilty country, spare The church which thou hast planted here. -l We plead thy grace, indulgent (Sod; We plead thy Son's atoning blood; We plead thy gracious promisei — Awd are they unavailing pleas I 5 These pleas, presented at thy throne, Have brought ten thousand blessings down On guilty lands in helpless wo; Lei them prevail to save us too. 836 7- Ma** Ps lm xx. 7-9. CIOME their warrior horses boast; L Some their chariots' marshall'd hoed But our trust will we proclaim, In our God. Jehovah's name. 2 Down they sank and tell subdued; We arose, and upright stood. Save, Jehovah! King of all, Hear us when to thee Ave call. 837 ( • M- . Bui Psalm xx. 7-9. ClOME trust their chariots' wedged array. i And some their warlike steeds; The Lord's great name is all our stay. And God our vicfry leads. 2 chariot and steed! — o'erthrown they fall; We stand, and upward ri>e : Save, Lord, and hear US when we call. King of the earth and >k: 838 c. M. Massi Psalm 1\. l-~>. GOD. rnou hast Matier'd US and driven, Forget thy wrath once more ! NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. 595 Thy land is by thy fury riven, O heal its trembling sore! 2 With grief thy people thou hast fed, And drench'd with deadly wine, Yet o'er thy saints thy banner spread, Inscribed Avith truth divine ! 3 O be thou still in wo our light ! In vain to man we sue ; God yet will nerve our arm in fight, And all our foes subdue. 839 L. M. Goodl. Psalm ]x. 9-12. TT7HO shall our troops to vict'ry lead? I t AY hat arm our cause triumphant plead? Through the strong fortress bid them break, And all their ancient courage wake ? 2 Will not our God his arm display, Though long beneath thy wrath we lay? Will not the Lord our help prepare, Though long denied thy guardian care ? 3 Kise, rise, Jehovah, God of hosts ! Vain is the strength the nation boasts : Vain are our fleets, our armies vain, Without thy favour to sustain. 4 Bold in our God we'll onward go, Assured of vict'ry o'er the foe : His word our conquest can complete, A nd lay the foe beneath our feet. 840 L. M. Steele. Thanksgiving- for peace. WHEN angry nations rush to arms, And rage, and noise, and tumult reign, And war resounds its dire alarms, And slaughter spreads the hostile plain ; /)9fi SFBCIAI ('(< ASIONS. 2 Thine eye, <> God, looks calmly down, And marks their course, and hounds theii pow er : Thy word ilif angry nations own. And noise and war arc heard no more. :; Then peace returns with balmy wing, (Sweet peace, with her what blessingsfled!) Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing, Reviving commerce lifts her head. 4 To thee we pay our grateful son- Thy kind protection still implore: O may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, Confess thy goodness and adore ! 841 Four 8s 6c two 6s. C. "Wesley. T/i a nksgiving for peace. I NATION God delights to bl< 1 V Can all our raging toes distress, Or hurt whom they surround f Hid from the gen'ral scourge we are, Nor see the bloody waste of war, Nor hear the trumpet's sound. 2 O may we, Lord, the grace improve, By tab'ringfbr the rest of love, The soul-composing power; Bless us with that internal peace, And all the treats of righteousness, Till time shall he no mo 842 S. M. Marsh R| ' :l\ IXXVL (1 OD is in Judah known, \ Israel extols his name. In Salem he has placed his throne, In Zion lives his fame. NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. 597 2 There did he break the shield, The battle and the bow, There to his glorious might shall yield The desolating foe. 3 There is the spoiler spoil'd, The proud have slept their sleep ; There are the men of battle foil'd, In one promiscuous heap. 4 When thy rebuke is heard, Both horse and car expire ; Thou God of Jacob shalt be fear'd, O who shall meet thine ire ? 5 Heaven utter'd thy decree, Earth, trembling, paused to hear ; Soon shall the world thy judgments see, Thy saints no more shall fear. 6 Man's wrath shall give thee praise, His wrath shall be restrain'd ! A tribute to Jehovah raise, From all the world obtain' d ! 7 Let all adore his reign, And own his peerless worth ! The power of chiefs he will restrain, And quell the kings of earth. 843 C. M. Gibbons. For American Independence. THY mighty arm, O God, was nigh When we our foes assail'd ; 'Tis thou hast raised our honours high, And o'er their hosts prevail' d. 2 The thund'ring horse, the martial band, Without thine aid were vain ; And vict'ry flies at thy command To crown the bright campaign. £j[)g BFE< LLL » I 4BION8. 9 Their mounds, their camps, their lofty tow era, Into our bands are given ; Not from desert or strength of ours, Hut through the grace of heaven «l The faithful tablet of our heart These mercies shall record. And never thence shall they depart, Nor we forget the Lord. 5 To our young race will we proclaim The mercies ( rod has shown ; That they may learn to Mess his name, And choose him for their own. 0 Thus, while we sleep in silent dust, When threatening dangers come. Their fathers' God shall be their trust, Their refuge, and their home. 844 C. M. Wkkford. Fbr the Fourth of July* TORD, while for all mankind we pray, J Of every clime and coast. 0 hear us lor our native land. — The land we [oVe the most ! 2 O guard our shores from every foe, With peace our horders bleSS, With prosp'rous times our cities crown, ( )ur fields with plenteousness. 3 I [ere may religion shed her light ( )n days of rest and toil : And piety and virtue reign, And bless our native soiL -1 Lord of the nations, thus to thee ( )ur country we commend : Be thou her refuge and her trust, Her everlasting Friend ! NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. 599 g45 CM. Brady & Tate. For the Fourth of July. Psalm xliv. 1-4. OLORD, our fathers oft have told In our attentive ears, Thy wonders in their days perform'd, And elder times than theirs. 2 Twas not their courage, nor their sword, To them salvation gave ; Nor strength, that from unequal force, Their fainting troops could save : 3 Bat thy right hand and powerful arm, Whose succour they implored ; Thy presence with the favour'd race, Who thy great name adored. 4 As thee their God our fathers own'd, Thou art our sovereign King ; O, therefore, as thou didst to them, To us deliv'rance bring. 846 L. M- Goode. The patriot' 's prayer. Psalm cxliv. 12-15. LORD, let our vig'rous sons be seen Like plants in youthful verdure green: — Our daughters virtuous, graceful, fair, As columns deck'd with sculptured care. 2 Let the rich harvest, from the field, To the full floor abundance yield ; Oar garners fill'd with varied store, The hope and refage of the poor. 3 Our teeming ewes, by thousands told, Add their ten thousands to the fold : The lab'ring oxen, strong for toil, Graze o'er the mead, or work the soil. 4 Then shall no foes irruptive break, No tribes their native shores forsake : GOO w i •* |ai Nor uiurm'rings through the land resound, Bat sweet content spread all around. 5 Happy die people thus at rest; With Jaws, and peace, and commerce, blest Then happier we — no good denied, Who claim the Lord our God beside ! 847 C. ML Watts. For m g istr INTERNAL Sovereign of the sky, \ A And Lord of all below, We mortals to thy majesty, Our first obedience4 owe. 2 Our souls adore thy throme supreme, And bless thy providence For magistrates of meaner oame, Our glory and defence. o The acts of pious rulers shine With rays above the rest ; Where laws and liberties combine The people are made blest 4 Nations on firm foundations stand, While virtue finds reward : And sinners perish from the land By justice and the sword. 5 Let C;rsir'> due be ever paid To Ca'sar and his throne. But Consciences and SOUls were made To be the Lord's alone. 848 I< M Watts /' Pgaim cl • "II TERCY and judgment are my song; u And since they both to thee belong, Mj gracious ( Sod, my righteous Kb T<> thee my songs and rows I bring. NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. (j()] 2 If I am raised to bear the sword, I'll take my counsels from thy word ; Thy justice and thy heavenly grace Shall be the pattern of my ways. 3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, And let my God with me reside ; No wicked tiling shall dwell with me, Which may provoke thy jealousy. 4 No sons of slander, rage, and strife, Shall be companions of my life ; The haughty look, the heart of pride, Within my doors shall ne'er abide. 5 I'll search the land, and raise the just To posts of honour, wealth, and trust; The men who work thy holy will, Shall be my friends and fav'rites still. 6 In vain shall sinners hope to rise, By flatt'ring or malicious lies : And while the innocent I guard, The bold offender shan't be spared. 7 The impious crew, that factious band, Shall hide their heads, or quit the land ; And all who break the public rest, Where I have power, shall be supprest 849 C. M. BEDDOfca, For a time of general sickness. THE Lord in judgment now appears. And spreads his wrath abroad ; Sinners are fill'd with boding fears, By righteous vengeance awed. 2 Seized by inveterate disease, What crowds of victims fall; Insatiate death relentless preys, Nor spares the great or small. 26 ()()*J MM.C1AI. :; Lord, we our Bin and guilt confess \ el mercy would imploi To mitigate cur sore distress, Display thy mighty pow i Say, •■ Tis enough" — and give command, Disease shall then retire, And rosy health revive our land, Now trembling at thine ire, 850 L M Marsh. Deliverance from sickness* Psalm cviL 19-22 A\ ' E to Jehovah raised our cry. M Who heard us in our agony, II" senl his word, our souls to save, J lis word redeems us from the grave 0 praise Jehovah for his grace, His wonders to our guilty ra< Your offerings pay with grateful voice, Recount his mercies and rejoice. 851 CM. CWkslby. Psalm cxvi. l-v. 0TI1OU, who when we did complain. Didst all our griefs remove; O Saviour, do not now disdain Our humble praise and love. 2 Since thou a pitying ear didst give, And hear us when we prav'd. We'll call upon thee while we live, And never doubl thy aid. 3 Pale death, with all his ghastly train, ( hir souls encompass'd round ; Anguish, and tear, and dread, and pain, ( >n every side we found A To thee. O Lord of life, we pray'd, And did for succour flee : NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. 603 O save, in our distress we said, The souls that trust in thee. 5 How good thou art! how large thy grace ! How ready to forgive ! The helpless thou delight'st to raise ; And by thy love we live. 6 Our eyes no longer drown'd in tears, Our feet from falling free, Kedeem'd from death and guilty fears, O Lord ! we'll live to thee ! 852 C. M. Gibbons. Famine. HOW hast thou, Lord, in righteous wrath Blasted our promised joy: The elements obey'd thy nod, Our prospects to destroy. 2 The sun at thy dread order now Darts down destructive fires, Hills, plains, and vales, are parch'd with drought, And blooming life expires. 3 Like burnish'd brass the heaven around In angry terrors burns, While earth appears a joyless waste, And into iron turns. 4 Pity us, Lord, in our distress, Nor with our land contend ; Bid the avenging skies relent, And showers of mercy send. 853 L. M. Goodf Psalm cvii. 33-38. TTTHEN guilt lies heavy on the land, m God's works obey his just command; His scorching heat consumes the ground, And spreads a wilderness around. 604 2 The channel of the copious stream Standi drj — nor midst the sultry gleam Flows the sweet spring; all nature dies, And earth a dreary desert lies, :; Hut when again, Ins judgments known His penitents surround his throne. \\ ith shavers of blessings from on high. His streams the parched grounds supply. 1 ( )ver the now productive soil The husbandman renews his toil: He sows, he plants, and o'er the held lli^ vines their fruit and fragrance yield. 5 'Tis God! Ms blessing ho commands, And spreads abundance o'er tin' lands; The Hocks and herds his hand eon! And crowd the fields with vast inc £54 I '. M Doddridge. Aft' INTERNAL Clod! our humbled souls J j Before thy presence bow; With all thy magazines of wrath, How terrible art thou ! 2 Fann'd by thy breath, whole sheets offlame Do like a deluge pour ; And all our confidence of wealth Lies ruin'd in an hour. 3 Led on by thee in horrid pomp. I destruction rears its head ; And hlackeu'd walls and smoking heaps Through all the streets are spread. 4 Lord, in the dust we lay ns down. \nd mourn thy righteous ire ; Y bless the hand of guardian love That snatch'd ns from the lire. NATIONAL SOLEMNITIES. 6()0 5 O may we view with dauntless eyes The last tremendous day, When earth and seas, and stars and skies, In flames shall melt away. $55 S. M. Gibbons. General Tlianksgiving. (THROUGH all the lofty sky, JL Through all th' inferior ground, Th' Almighty Maker shines confess'd, And pours his blessings round. 2 Each year the teeming earth With flowers and fruits is crown'd; And grass, and herbs, and harvests, grow, And send their joys around. 3 The world of waters yields A rich supply of food, And distant lands their treasures send Upon the rolling flood. 4 To serve and bless our land The elements conspire ; And mercies mix themselves with earth, — With ocean, air, and fire. 5 O that the sons of men To God their songs would raise, And celebrate his power and love In never-ceasing praise ! 856 L- M- * Cottle- General Thanksgiving. TTTE thank thee, Lord of heaven and earth, it Who hast preserved us from our birth; Redeem'd us oft from death and dread, And Avith thy gifts our table spread. 2 We thank thee for thy still small voice, ^\ hich oft has check'd our wayward choice; (i 0 ( 1 For life preserved, for senses clear, And for our friendships, doubly dear. 9 Th] j\ idence has been our stay, "When oilier helps were far awa Our constant guide through everj stagey From infanc] to riper ag< . •1 How shall we half our task fulfil I We thank thee for thy mind and will, For present joys, lor blessings past, And ibr the nope of heaven at last t.OBA VOYAGE. 857 7s. C. YVi;sley Embarking, LORD, whom winds and seas obey, Guide ns through the wafry way; Li the hollow of thy hand J lide. and bring US sate to land. 2 Jesus, let our faithful mind Rest, on thee alone reclined : Every anxious thought repre Keep our souls in perfect peace. :5 Keep the souls whom now we Iea\r : Hid them to each other cleave : Bid them walk on life's rough s<-a: Bid them come hy faith to thee. 1 Save, till all these tempests end. All who on thy love depend ; \\ afl our happy spirits o'er; Land as on the heavenly shore. 858 7 -••"' • * 8a. G \\"i E .'ULT. IORD of earth, and air, and sea, j Supreme in power and gracej ON A VOYAGE. 607 Under thy protection we Our souls and bodies place. Bold an unknown land to try. We launch into the foaming deep; Hocks, and storms, and deaths, defy, With Jesus in the ship. 2 AVho the calm can understand, In a believer's breast? In the hollow of His hand Our souls securely rest: Winds may rise, and seas may roar, We on his love our spirit stay : Him with quiet joy adore Whom winds and seas obey. 859 L. M. C. Wesley. Embarking. LORD of the wide, extensive main, Whose power the wind, the sea, controls, Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain, Whose Spirit leads believing souls : 2 Tis here thy unknown paths we trace, Which dark to human eyes appear ; While through the mighty waves we pass, Faith only sees that God is here. 3 Throughout the deep thy footsteps shine. We own thy way is in the sea, O'erawed by majesty divine, And lost in thine immensity. 4 Thy wisdom here we learn t' adore, Thine everlasting truth we prove ; Amazing heights of boundless power, Unfathomable depths of love. 860 L. M. C. Wesley. Concluded. TNFINITE God ! thy greatness spann'd _L These heavens, and meted out the skies ; GO I 1AL (K ' Lo ' in the hollow of thy hand The measured w aters sink and ri 2 Thee to perfection * ho can tell ! Earth and her sons beneath thee lie, Lighter than dust within tin And less than nothing in thL 3 Yet, in thy Son. divii. We claim thy providential care; Boldly we stand before thy - ( Mir Advocate hath placed u> tin 4 With him we are gone up on high, Since he is ours, and we arc his ; With him we reign above t.:. We walk upon our subject - 861 L* M. hmah The seaman's Fri> ml. OTHOXJ wh a path To man upon the trackl* Whose power controls the ocean's wrath. We raise our fervent prayers to thee: — To thee whom once in human form A hark of Galilee conveyed; Whose voice assuaged the raging storm When sinking seamen sought thine aid ■- < l when the sudor leaves the home A wife or mother's love hath hi And spreads his sail through climes to roam Where storms draw lite from ocean's breast ; Be near his hark In di hour. To hear the prayer that shall ascend: And guard him from the tempest's power: \i-d ; rst, the seaman's Friend. 3 But more, wb< lion's gust would harm, Or pleasure's smooth deceitful Hood, ON A VOYAGE. 609 Be near to break the syren's charm ; And be the tempted sailor's God. Teach him to steer by Bethleh'm's Star : That brightest star of Heaven's host, That si dues and guides from danger far, Though every other light be lost. 8G2 L- M. H. Kirke White. Sta?' of Bethlehem. "TT'HEN marshall'd on the nightly plain, VI The glitt'ring host bestud the sky, One star alone of all the train Can fix the sinner's wand' ring eye. Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem ; But one alone the Saviour speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. 2 Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd The wnd that toss'd my found'ring bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze ; Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star of Bethlehem. 3 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark foreboding cease ; And, through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. Now, safely moor'd, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever, and for evermore, The Star !— the Star of Bethlehem ! 863 L. M. C. Wesley Calm in the storm. GLORY to Thee, whose powerful word Bids the tempest' ous winds arise ! 2 M 26* V) I 0 SPECIAL W I Glorv to thee the sovereign Lord Of air, and earth, and sea, and side 2 Lei BUT, and earth, and skies, ofa And seas thine awful will perform : Prom them we learn to own thy sway, And shout to inert the gath'ring storm. 3 What thoogfa lli«' Hoods lilt up their voice, Thou hearest, Lord, our louder cry; They cannot damp thy children's joys* Or shake the sold when (iod i> nigh. •l Headlong we cleave the yawning deep. And hack to highest heaven are horn<\ Unmoved, though rapid whirl winds sweep, And all the wat'ry world upturn. 5 Roar on. ye waves! our souls defy Your roaring to disturb our n In vain t' impair the calm ye try. The calm in a heliever's breast 6 Rage, while our faith the Saviour tri « Thou sea. the servant of his will ; Rise, while our (lod permits thee rise. J>ut tall when he shall say. Bl >///// 864 12* in " 8 ■' . L i L or we })> rii HEN through the torn sail the wild tern A\ pest is streammg, When o'er the dark wave the red lightning is gleaming, Nor hope lends a raythe poor seaman to cherish, We fly to our Maker" Save,Lord,orwe perish!" 2 () Jesus! once toss'd on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from thypillow, Now, — sealed in glory, — the mariner cherish. A\ ho cries in his danger — u Save Lord, or we perish !" OX A VOYAGE. Gl\ 3 And O! when the whirlwind of passion is raging, When hell in our heart his wild warfare is waging, Arise in thy strength, thy redeemed to cherish. Kebuke the destroyer — " Save, Lord, or we perish !" 8G5 10s, 5s, & lis. C. Wesley. Deliverance from shipwreck. ALL praise to the Lord, Who rules with a word The untractable sea. And limits its rage by his steadfast decree : Whose providence binds Or releases the winds, And compels them again At his beck to put on the invisible chain. 2 E'en now he hath heard Our cry, and appear d On the face of the deep, And commanded the tempest its distance to keep ; His piloting hand Hath brought us to land, And, no longer distrest, We are joyful again in the haven to rest. 3 O that all men would raise His tribute of praise, His goodness declare, And thankfully sing of his fatherly care ! With rapture approve His dealings of love, And the wonders proclaim Perform' d by the virtue of Jesus's name. 866 C. M. Addison. Thanks for preservation. HOW are thy servants bless'd. O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence ! 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care. Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne, High on the broken wave, — They know thou ;irt not slow to hoar. Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire, ( Obedient to thy will : The sea, thai roars at thy command, At thy command is -'ill. 5 In midst of dangers, tears, and deaths, Thy goodness \\ e'il adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies pa And humbly hope for more. 6 Our life, while thou preseiVsl that life, Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death Bhal! be our lot, Shall join our souls to tl. 8G? k M- Ma r.< Urn cvii. 23- Y\ IIO to the sea in ships desc< nd. > ! And mid the waves their business tend There see Jehovalrs works abound, His wonders in the Mist profound. 2 lie speaks. Thetempest's breath ?« .-tirr'u The swelling billows hear his word: They climb to heaven; they sink to hell; 1 \ mgei and WO their spirit quell. :; They Sta ml. like drunkards re* | . Baffled the seaman's art they feel: They to Jehovah raise tin ir cry , He saves them from their agony. l The stormy deep he deigns to soothe The Militated wai e i- smooth. They hail the end Ol \ I their wo And in the destined port rep. ON A VOYAGE. 613 5 O praise Jehovah for his grace, His wonoWc to our wretched race ! His mercies to his church proclaim, And mid the elders praise his name! 868 Four 6s & two 8s. Toplady. The spiritual voyage. TESTIS ! at thy command d> I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep : For thee I would the world resign, And sail to heaven with thee and thine 2 Thou art my Pilot wise ; My compass is thy word : My soul each storm defies, While I have such a Lord ! [ trust thy faithfulness and power To save me in the trying hour. 3 Though rocks and quicksands deep Through all my passage lie ; Yet Christ will safely keep And guide me with his eye : My anchor, hope, shall firm abide, fVnd I each boist'rous storm outride. 4 By faith I see the land, The port of endless rest : My soul, thy sails expand, And fly to Jesus' breast ! O may I reach the Ixeavenly shore, Where winds and waves distress no more 5 Come, Holy Ghost, and blow A prosp'rous gale of grace ! Whft me from all below To heaven, my destined place ! Then, in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind. PART n. FOB SOCIAL worship. BEX TIOH i. (Communion of Saints. 869 S. M. C Wksi.ev Opening th> exercises, TESUS, avc look to thee, •I Thy promised presence claim; Thou in the midst of us shall be, Assembled in thy Dame : Thy name salvation Is, Which here we come to prove ; Thy name is lite, and health, and peace. And everlasting love 2 Not in the name of pride Or selfishness we meet ; From nature's paths we turn aside. And worldly thoughts E A\ e meet the grace to take, \\ hich thou hast freely given; We meet on earth for thy dear sake. That wo may meet in heaven. ;; Present we know then art ; But, o. thyself reveal! Now. Lord, let every bounding heart The mighty comfort feel ! ( ) may thy quick'ning voice 'Idle death of sin remove : And hid our inmost souls rejoice In hope of perfect lo\ e ! COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 6 1 £) 870 10s & lis. C.Wesley. Opening the exercises. A PPOINTED by thee, We meet in thy name, 1JL And meekly agree To follow the Lamb, To trace thy example, The world to disdain, And constantly trample On pleasure and pain. 2 Rejoicing in hope, We humbly go on, And daily take up The pledge of our crown ; In doing and bearing The will of our Lord, We still are preparing To meet our reward. 3 O Jesus, appear ! No longer delay To sanctify here, And bear us away : The end of our meeting On earth let us see, Triumphantly sitting In glory with thee ! 871 7s. C. Wesley. Opening- the exercises. GLORY be to God above, God from whom all blessings flow, Make we mention of his love, Publish we his praise below : Calfd together by his grace, We are met in Jesus' name ; See with joy each other's fac-; FoLTwers of the bleeding Lamb. 2 Let us, then, sweet counsel take, How to make our calling sure, — Our election how to make, Past the reach of hell, secure : Build we each the other up ; Pray we for our faith's increase, Solid comfort, settled hope, Constant joy, and lasting peace. G 1 (J and more let love abound : Let us never, never r Till we are in Jesus bund, ( ». our paradise j ll<- removes the flaming sword, ills us back, Prom Eden driven : To bis image her led, Soon he takes us up to heaven ' 87:2 C. M. C. w . Op' ALL praise to our redeeming Lord, Who joins us by his grace, And bids us, each to each restored, Together seek his face. He bids US build each oilier up; And. gathered into one To our high calling's glorious hope, AW' hand in hand go on. 3 The gifl which he on one be- We all delight to prove. The grace through every vessel floi \\\ purest streams of love. 4 E'en now we think and speak the same. And cordially agr United all through Jesus1 name In perfect harmony. 5 We all partake the joy i The common peace we feel, A peace to sensual minds unknown, A joy unspeakable. 6 And if our fellowship 1 elow In Jesus be bo s* What height of rapture shall we know \\ hen round his tliroiir we meet ' COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 617 873 L. M. C. Wesley. Opening the exercises. SAVIOUR of all, to thee we bow, And own thee faithful to thy word ; We hear thy voice, and open now Our hearts to entertain our Lord. 2 Come in, come in, thou heavenly Guest, Delight in what thyself hast given; On thy own gifts and graces feast, And make the contrite heart thy heaven. 3 Smell the sweet odour of our prayers. Our sacrifice of praise approve ; And treasure up our gracious tears, And rest in thy redeeming love. 4 O let us on thy fulness feed ! And eat thy flesh, and drink thy blood ! Jesus, thy blood is drink indeed, Jesus, thy flesh is angels' food ! 874 Four 6s & two 8s. C Wesley Opening- the exercises. THOU God of truth and love, We seek thy perfect way, Ready thy choice t' approve. Thy providence t' obey ; Enter into thy wise design, And sweetly lose our will in thine. 2 Why hast thou cast our lot In the same age and place ? And why together brought To see each other's face ? To join with softest sympathy, And mix our friendly souls in thee? 3 Surely thou didst unite Our kindred spirits here, 618 I NTS. Thai all hereafter might Before thy tin-one appear: Meet at the marriage of the Lamb, And nil thy gracious love proclaim. i Then lei as ei er bear The blessed end in \ i And join \\ iili mutual care To fighl our passage through ; And kindly help each other on, Till all receive the starry crown. 875 S. .M. C. \\'i Oj" '&e$, OAVIOO ofsinful men. ^ Thy goodness wo proclaim, Which brings us here t<» meet again, And triumph in thy name : Thy mighty name hath be< n ( hir safeguard and our tower, Hath saved us from the world and >in, And all th' accuser's power. 2 Jesus, take all the praise, Thai still on earth we li\ e, [Jnspotted in so foul a place, And innocently grieve : We shall from Sodom li< . When perfected in love ; A\u\ haste to hotter company Who wait tiir us above. 3 Awhile in flesh disjoin'd, ( >nr friends that v. ent before We scon in paradise shall find, And meet to part no more : In yon thrice happy seat. \\ ;iitinii lor US they are : And thou shall there a Imshaiiil meet! And J a parent there ! 0 COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 619 876 S. M. C. Wesle-. Concluded. WHAT a mighty change Shall Jesus' suff'rers know, While o'er the happy plains they range,, Incapable of wo ! No ill-requited love Shall there our spirits wound : No base ingratitude above, — No sin in heaven is found. 2 There all our griefs are spent ! There all our sorrows end : We cannot there the fall lament Of a departed friend ! — A brother dead to God, By sin, alas ! undone : No father there, in passion loud, Cries, " O my son ! my son !" 3 No slightest touch of pain, Nor sorrow's least alloy, Can violate our rest, or stain Our purity of joy ! In that eternal day No clouds or tempests rise : There gushing tears are wiped away For ever from our eyes. 877 7s. C.Wesley. Love-feast COME, and let us sweetly join, Christ to praise in hymns divine ! Give we all with one accord, Glory to our common Lord ; Hands, and hearts, and voices, raise ; Sing as in the ancient days ; 620 Antedate the joys abo ( lelebrate the feast of love^ 2 Strive we, in affection strive: Let ili«' purer flame m\ h ^ac\i as in the martyrs glow'd, 1 )\ inn champions for their ( rod We for Christ, oar Master, stand, Lights in a benighted bind : We our dying Lord confl We are Jesus1 witn( sses. 3 Witnesses that Christ hath died : We with him are crucified : Christ hath burst the bands of death, We his quick'ning Spirit breathe: Christ is now gone up on high : Thither all our wishes fly: — Sits at God's right hand abo There with him we reign in kn 878 : ■ ( • Wi Continiu <1. pOME, thou high and lofty Lord! \J Lowly, meek, incarnate Word: Humbly stoop to earth again : ( Jome and visit abject man ! Jons, dear expected guest, Thou art bidden to the For thyself our hearts prepare . ( Jome, and sit. and banquet there ! 2 Jesus, we thy promise claim : \\ e are met in thy great name : In the midst do thou apj i Manifest thy presence here ! Sanctify us, Lord, and bless ' Breathe thy Spirit, give thy peace ; Thou thyself within ns moi e : Make our feast a feast of love. COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 62\ 3 Make us all in thee complete ; Make us all for glory meet, — Meet t' appear before thy sight, Partners with the saints in light. Call, O call us each by name. To the marriage of the Lamb : Let us lean upon thy breast ; Love be there our endless feast ! 879 7s. C.Wesley Continued. ]ET us join, ('tis God commands,) J Let us join our hearts and hands : Help to gain our calling's hope, Build we each the other up : Still forget the things behind, Follow Christ in heart and mind ; Tow'rd the mark unweared press, Seize the crown of righteousness. 2 Plead we thus for faith alone, Faith which by our works is shown : God it is who justifies ; Only faith the grace applies ; Active faith that lives within ; Conquers earth, and hell, and sin ; Sanctifies, and makes us whole ; Forms the Saviour in the soul. 3 Let us for this faith contend; Sure salvation is its end : Heaven already is begun, Everlasting life is wron. Only let us persevere, Till we see our Lord appear ; Never from the Rock remove Saved by faith, which works by love. 622 8M) ( v i TT7 II ILK we walk with Cod in light, \\ ( tod our hearts doth still unit*- ; 1 Nearest fellowship we prove, Fellowship in Jesas1 love : Sweetly each with each combini In the bonds of duty join'd, Peels the cleansing Mood applied, Daily fools thai Christ hath died 2 Sull. ( ) Lord, onr faith increai ( !leanse from all unrighteousness : Thee th' unholy cannot » Make, ( ) rrtake u> i. Every vile affection kill ; Root out every >r<'d of ill ; I Ftterly abolish sin ; Write thy law of love within. 3 Hence may all (Mir actions Bow, Love the proof that Christ we know Mutual love the token i Lord, that we belong to thee : Love, thine image, love imparl ! Stamp it on our face and heart ! Only love to us be given ! Lord, we ask no other heaven. 881 L. M. ( . Wi.sij-.y church, BRETHREN in Christ, and well beloved, To Jeans and his servants dear, Enter, and show yourselves approved Enter, and find that ( rod is b< 2 Welcome from earth : 1<>. the right hand ( >t fellowship to With open hearts and hands we stand. And yon in Jeans nam< COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 623 3 Say. are your hearts resolved as ours? Then let them burn with sacred love, Then let them taste the heavenly powers, Partakers of the joys above. 4 Jesus, attend ; thyself reveal ! Are we not met in thy great name? Thee in the midst we wait to feel, We wait to catch the spreading flame 5 Truly our fellowship beloAV, With thee and with the Father is : In thee eternal life we know, And heaven's unutterable bliss. 882 C. M. DODDRIDGP Admission into the church. TNQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way That leads to Sion's hil], And +hiiher set your steady face, With a determined will. 2 Invite the strangers all around Yonr pious march to join ; And spread the sentiments you feel Of faith and love divine. 3 O come, and to his temple haste, And seek his favour there ; Before his footstool humbly bow, And pour your fervent prayer. 4 O come, and join your souls to God In everlasting bands ; Accept the blessings he bestows, With thankful hearts and hands. 883 10s & lis. Gamboi.d "Come thou vith us" — OTELL me no more Of this world's vain store, The time for such trifles with me now is o'er; 62 I COM. MI \1<>\ VIS. A countrj Pve (band \\ here truejoj b abound, To dwell Tm determined on that happ} ground 2 The souls that believe, In paradise live, An Now to you my spirit turns — Turns, a fugitive unblest ; Brethren, where your altar burns, O ! receive me into rest. 2 Lonely, I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave, Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave Mine the God whom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my soul no more, Every idol I resign. 3 Tell me not of gain or loss, Ease, enjoyment, pomp, or power ; Welcome poverty and cross, Shame, reproach, affliction's hour : "Follow me ;" I know thy voice ; Jesus, Lord, thy steps I see ; Now I take thy yoke by choice ; Light thy burden now to me. 885 S. M. MUHLEXBERa, Enteritis; the ark. TIKE Noah's weary dove, J That soar'd the earth around, But not a resting place above The cheerless waters found, — 2 O cease, my wand'ring soul, On restless wing to roam ; All the wide world, to either pole, Has not for thee a home. 3 Behold the ark of God, Behold the open door ; Hasten to gain that dear abode, And rove, mv soul, no more 2X * 27 626 COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 4 There, safe thou shalt abidft, There, sweet shall be thy rest, And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blest 886 C. M- Bf.udome Ir&ng the church. — The voir. WITNESS, ye men and angels* now Before the Lord we speak ; To lii 111 we make our solemn vow. A vow we dare not break — 2 That long as life itself shall last, Ourselves to ( Ihrisl we yield; r\'or from his cause will we depart. Or ever quit the hold. 3 We trust not in our native strength, But on his grace rely. That with returning wants, the Lord Will all our need supply. 4 0 guide our doubtful loot aright, And keep us in thy waj And while we turn OUT vows to prayers Turn thou our prayers to praise. 887 S. M. Dwh.ht. Psalm cxwvii. 5, <;. LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The church ourbless'd Redeemer bought With his own precious Mood. 2 1 love thy church, 0 God! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine rye. And graven on thv hand. T COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 627 3 If e'er to bless her sons My voice or hands deny, These hands let useful skill forsake, This voice in silence die. 4 If e'er my heart forget Her welfare, or her wo, Let every joy this heart forsake, And every grief o'erflow. 5 For her my tears shall fall, For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. 6 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 888 C. M. C. Wesley. 11 Ye are come unto Mount Sion." HAPPY the souls to Jesus join'd, And saved by grace alone ; Walking' in all his ways, they find Their heaven on earth begun. 2 The church triumphant in thy love, Their mighty joys we know : They sing the Lamb in hymns above, And we in hymns below. 3 Thee, in thy glorious realm, they pi ose, And bow before thy throne ; We, in the kingdom of thy grace : The kingdoms are but one. 4 The holy to the holiest leads ; From thence our spirits rise ; And he that in thy statutes treads, Shall meet thee in the skies 628 COMMUNION Of sums. 889 C. M. Doddridge. M. liuhl iii. 16, 17. THE Lord on mortal worms looks down From his celestial throne; And when the Wicked swarm around, He well discerns his own. 2 He Bees the tender hearts; that mourn The scandals of the linn And join their efforts to oppose The wide-prevailing Crimea 3 Low to the social band he bows His still attentive ear; And, while his angels sing around, Delights their voice to hear. 4 The chronicles of heaven shall keep Their words in transcript lair; In the Redeemers book of* life Their names recorded are. 5 "Yes/'saith the Lord. "the world shall know These humble souls are mine: These, when my jewels I produce, Shall in full lustre shine. 6 ""When deluges of fiery wrath My Iocs away shall bear. That hand which strikes the wicked through Shall all my children spare." 890 L. ML 0, Wm Fbr 4ht mount' n fa Zion, OLET the pri^ners1 mournful crin Ls incense in thy si-ht appear! rheir humble waitings pierce the skies, If haoly they may feel thee near. COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 629 2 The captive exiles make their moans. From sin impatient to be free : Call home, call home thy banish'd ones ! Lead captive their captivity ! 3 Show them the blood that bought their peace, The anchor of their steadfast hope ; And bid their guilty terrors cease, And bring the ransom'd pris'ners up. 4 Out of the deep regard their cries, The fallen raise, the mourners cheer ; O Sun of righteousness, arise, And scatter all their doubt and fear! 5 Pity the day of feeble things ; O gather every halting soul ! And drop salvation from thy wings, And make the contrite sinner whole. 891 L. JVL C.Wesley. For the lambs of the flock. A UTHOR of faith, we seek thy face, jLJl For all who feel thy work begun : Confirm, and strengthen them in grace, And bring thy feeblest children on. 2 Thou seest their wants, thou know'st their names, Be mindful of thy youngest care ; Be tender of the new-born lambs, And gently in thy bosom bear. 3 The lion roaring for his prey, With rav'ning wolves on every side, Watch over them to tear and slay, If found one moment from their Guide. 4 In safety lead thy little flock ! From hell, the world, and sin, secure: And set their feet upon the rock, And make in thee their goings sure. 630 CO.M.Ml \1« WNTS. 892 C. M. C. Wesley. tp iii in JY>V>. great Shepherd of the sheep, To thee for help we fly : Thy little flock in safety keep! For ( >. the wolf is nigh ! 2 He comes, of hellish malice full, To scalier, tear, and slay ; He seizes every straggling soul As his own Lawful prey. 3 Us into thy protection ta! And gather with thy arm : Unless the fold we first forsake, The volf can never harm. 4 We langh to scorn his cruel power, While by our Shepherd's side : The sheep he never can devour. Unless he first divide 5 O do not suffer him to pari The souls that here agree : But make ns of one mind and heart, And keep as one in thee ! 6 Together let us era <"<'tly live. Together let us die ; And each a starry crown receive. And reign above the sky. 8i):$ C. M. Q Wl.SLEY. / "/'//' d iii ( " risL JESUS, united by thy ffrace, And each to each endear'd. With confidence we seek thy face. And know our prayer is heard 2 Still let us own our common Lord, And bear thine easy j oke ; COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 631 A band of love, a threefold cord, Widen never can be broke. 3 Make ns into one spirit drink ; Baptize into thy name ; And let us always kindly think, And sweetly speak the same. 4 Touch'd by the loadstone of thy love, Let all our hearts agree ; And ever tow'rd each other move, And ever move tow'rd thee. 5 To thee inseparably join'd, Let all our spirits cleave ; O may Ave all the loving mind 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 change shall scarcely know, Made perfect first in love ! 8 With ease our souls thro' death shall glide Into their paradise ; And thence on wings of angels ride, * Triumphant through the sides. 9 Yet when the fullest joy is given, The same delight we prove ; In earth, in paradise, in heaven, Our all in all is love. 894 7s. C. Wesley. United in love. I RATHER, at thy footstool see .' Those who now are one in thee ! G3'2 u.mi \i<>\ of >\j\ . Draw us by thy grace alon Give, ( I give as to thy Boa 2 Jesus, Friend of human kind, Lei as in thy name be joined ; Each to each unite and blei Keep ac still in perfect peace 3 Heavenly, all-alluring Dove, Shed thy overshadowing tove; Love, the Beating grace, impart; Dwell within our single heart. 4 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost Be to us what Adam lost; Let us in thine image rise : Give OS hack our paradise! 895 7s. C. Wesley "The unitij of the Spirit"— C1HRIST, from whom all blessings flow J Perfecting the saints below, Hear us who thy nature sh;. Who thy mystic body are. Join us. in one spirit join, Le1 us still receive of thine : Still for more on thee we call. Thou who Bllest all in all! 2 Move, and actuate, and guide: Divers gifts to each divide ; Placed according to thy will, Lei us all our work fulfil : Never from our office move. Needful to each ether prove ; — 1 rse the grace on each bestowM, Tempered by the art of God ! Sweetly may we all agree, Touch'd With softest sympathy; COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 633 Kindly for each other care ; Every member feel its share. Many are we now and one, We who Jesus have put on : Names, and sects, and parties, fall : Thou, O Christ, art all in all. G 896 L- ftt C. Wesley. "In the bond of peace" IYER of peace and unity. Send down thy mild, pacific Dove; We all shall then in one agree, And breathe the spirit of thy love. 2 We all shall think and speak the same Delightful lesson of thy grace, One undivided Christ proclaim, And jointly glory in thy praise. 3 O let us take a softer mould, Blended and gather d into thee ; Under one shepherd make one fold, Where all is love and harmony. 4 Regard thine own eternal prayer, And send a peaceful answer down ; To us thy Father's name declare : Unite and perfect us in one ! 5 So shall the world believe and know That God hath sent thee from above, When thou art seen in us below, And every soul displays thy love. 897 Four 6s & two Ss. C. Wesley Psalm cxxxiii. BEHOLD how good a thing It is to d well in peace ; How pleasing to our King This fruit of righteousness ; 27* 634 coma;, rs. When brethren all in one a^ree, Who knows the joys of unity ! 2 Where unity is (bond, The sweet anointing grace Extends to all around, And consecrates the place ; To every waiting soul it comes; And fills it with divine perfun* 3 Jesus, our ure at High Prie For us the gifl received ; For us and all the rest, Who have in him believed : Forth from our Head the blessing goes, And all his seaml : o'erllows. 4 From Aaron's beard it rolls; (Those nearest to his face :) The humble, trembling souls, Who feebly sue for grace — I know the grace for all is fr For, lo! it reaches now to nie. 898 Four 6a & two 8s. a WilSLET Concluded, (* \\\( IE every morning new, \ And every night, we feel, The soft, refreshing dew. That falls on Hermon's hill ! ( hi Sion it doth >\\ eetly fall ; The grace of one descends on all. 2 E'en now our Lord doth pour The blessing from above, \ kindly, gracious shower. ( )f heart-reviving love ; The former and the latter rain, The love of < rod and love of man COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 636 3 In him when brethren join, And follow after peace, The fellowship divine He promises to bless, His choicest graces to bestow, Where two or three are met below. 4 The riches of his grace In fellowship are given To Sion's chosen race, The citizens of heaven: He fills them with the choicest store, He gives them life for evermore. 899 C. M. Watts Psalm cxxxiii. LO ! what an entertaining sight Are brethren who agree ! Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite In bands of piety ! 2 W hen streams of love, from Christ the spring, Descend to every soul, And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, Shades and bedews the whole : 3 'Tis like the oil, divinely sweet, On Aaron's rev'rend head ; The trickling drops perfumed his feet, And o'er his garments spread. 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews, That fail on Zion's hill ; Where God his mildest glory shows, And makes his grace distil. 900 C. M. C. Wesley "See how these Christians love" GIVER of concord, Prince of peace, Meek, lamb-like Son of God, (','.](] COM .Ml M> IS. Bid our unruly passions ceai B] iiiy atoning bh 9 E&ebnke our rage, oni passions chide. ( )ur stubborn w ills control, ;it down cur wrath, root out our pride And calm our troubled soul. :; Subdne in us the carnal mind, lis enmity destroy, A\ Jlh cords of lore our spirits bind. And inch OS into joy. 4 Da into closest union draw, And in our inward parts Let kindness sweetly write her law. And love command our hearts. 5 Saviour, look down with pitying ( )ur jarring wills control, Lei cordial, kind affections ri And harmonize the soul. 6 ( ) let us find tiie ancient way. ( hir wond'ring Iocs to move. And force the heathen world to say. "See how these Christians lover 5)01 & C. Wbslby Thai TESUS, to thee OUT hearts we lift. May all our hearts with love oYrilow ! \\ ith thanks for thy continued gift, That still thy gracious name we know Retain our sen B forgiven, And wait tdr ail our inward heaven 2 What mighty troubles hast thou shown Thy feeble, tempted followers here! \\ e ha\ e through fire and water -one ; — But saw thee on the Hoods appear, — COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 637 But felt thee present in the flame, And shouted our Deliv'rer's name. 3 Thou who hast kept us to this hour, O keep us faithful to the end — When, robed in majesty and power, Our Jesus shall from heaven descend, His friends and witnesses to own, And seat us on his glorious throne. 902 7s- c- Wesley Cleaving to God. C^ OD of love, that hear'st the prayer, IT Kindly for thy people care, Who on thee alone depend : Love us, save us to the end. 2 Save us in the prosp'rous hour, From the flatt'ring tempter's power ; From his unsuspected wiles, From the world's pernicious smiles. 3 Men of worldly, low design, Let not these thy people join, Poison our simplicity, Drag us from our trust in thee. 4 Save us from the great and wise, Till they sink in their own eyes, Tamely to thy yoke submit, Lay their honours at thy feet. 5 Never let the world break in, Fix a mighty gulf between ; Keep us little and unknown, Prized and loved by God alone. 6 Let us still to thee look tip, Thee, thy Israel's strength and hope; Nothing know, or seek, beside Jesus, and him crucified. G38 COM Ml M < vl.NTS. 903 1 " * & two C. Wesley. Mutual aid. C10AIK. wisdom, power, and grace divine! ( lome, Jesus, in thy name to join A happy chosen hand, Who Tain would prove thine utmost will, And all thy righteous laws fulfil, In low's benign command 2 If pure essential love thou art. Thy nature into every heart, Thy loving self! inspire : Bid all our simple souls be one, United in a bond unknown. Baptized with heavenly Eire. 3 Still may we to our centre tend, To spread thy praise our common end, To help each other on ; Companions through the wilderness; To share a moment's pain, and seize An everlasting crown. 904 C. M. C. Wesley MutuaX aid. rpiiY us. () God, and search the ground 1 ( tf every sinful heart : Whate'er of sin in u> is (bund, ( I bid it all depart ! 2 When to the righl or lefl we stray, Leave us riot comfortless ; But guide our feet into the way ( n everlasting peace. 3 I lelp US to help each other. Lord, Bach other's cross to hear : Let each bis friendly aid afford, And feel his brother's care. COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 639 4 Help us to build each other up, Our little stock improve ; Increase our faith, confirm our hope, And perfect us in love. 5 Up into thee, our living Head, Let us in all things grow ; Till thou hast made us free indeed, And spotless here below. 6 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, Receive thy ready bride : Give us in heaven a happy lot With all the sanctified. 905 lis & 9s. C. Wesley. The heavenly banquet. COME, let us ascend, My companion and friend, To a taste of the banquet above : If thy heart be as mine, If for Jesus it pine, Come up into the chariot of love. 2 Who in Jesus confide, We are bold to outride All the storms of affliction beneath ; With the prophet we soar To theheavenly shore, And outfly all the arrows of death. 3 By faith we are come To our permanent home, And by hope we the rapture improve : By love we still rise, And look down on the skies, For the heaven of heavens is love. 4 Who on earth can conceive How happy we live In the palace of God, the great King! What a concert of praise, When our Jesus's grace The whole heavenly company sing! 5 Hallelujah they cry, To the King of the sky, To the great everlasting I AM; G i 0 co.vi.M rs. To the Lamb llial was slain, And that liveth again, Hallelujah to God and the Lamb ! 6 The Lamb on the throne. Lo! he dwells with his own. And to rivers of pleasure he lead-: "With his merry's full Maze, \\ ith the Bight of his face. Our beatilied spirits he feeds. 7 Ourforeheads proclaim Bis ineffable name; And our bodies bis glory displa A day without night, We feast in his sight, And eternity seems as a day. 906 L- HI Bkddome. At the expulsion of a member, TOVE is a pure and heavenly Same, J And mneh regards a brother's name; It hopeth all things and belie. Nor easily a charge receives. 2 Yet if it could of sin allow. And not a brother disavow. Who has the Christian name disgraced, — Affection then would be misplaced :: Yet it will strive, and hope, and wait, Th1 offender still to reinstate : And when a broken heart it views It> former friendship it renew s. \ Thus, Lord, wouM we the grace possess, And thus fulfil all righteousness ; And while we now a friend disown. Do thou the painful duty crown. ."■> Lead him to mourn his follies past. Afresh may he thy mercy taste*, Ami should thy grace his soul restore, We'll own and love him as before COMMUNTON OF SaINTS. ()41 907 C. M. C. Wesley Closing the exercises. LIFT up your hearts to things above, Ye folTwers of the Lamb, And join with us to praise his love, And glorify his name. 2 To Jesus' name give thanks and sing, "Whose mercies never end : Rejoice ! rejoice ! the Lord is King ! The King is now our Friend ! 3 We for his sake count all things loss. On earthly good look down : And joyfully sustain the cross, Till we receive the crown. 4 O let us stir each other up, Our faith by works t' approve, By holy, purifying hope, And the sweet task of love. 5 Love us, though far in flesh disjoin'd, Ye lovers of the Lamb; And ever bear us on your mind, Who think and speak the same : 6 You on our minds we ever bear, Whoe'er to Jesus bow ; Stretch out the arms of faith and prayer, And, lo ! Ave reach you now. 7 The blessings all on you be shed, Which God in Christ imparts ; We pray the Spirit of our Head Into your faithful hearts. 8 Mercy and peace your portion be, To carnal minds unknown ; The hidden manna, and the tree Of life, and the white stone. 642 COMMlMdN OP SAINTS (.» Let all who for the promise wait, The Holy ( rhosl recei And, raised to our nn«inning state, With God in Eden live ! 10 Live lill the Lord in glory conic, And wait his heaven to share ! Ho now is fitting up your home : Go on: — we'll meet you there 1 908 S- M- Fawcett Qosing the ezt BLESS'D be the tie that binds ( >nr hearts in Christian lov< . The fellowship of kindred mind Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayer- : Our tears, our hopes, OUT aims, are one, — ( Kir comforts and our ca 3 We share our mutual wo Our mutual burdens hear : And often for each other tie The sympathizing tear. 4 When we asunder part. It gives as inward pain : Bui we shall still be join'd in heart. And hope to meet again. '> This glorious hope revives ( hir courage by the way : While each in expectation h And longs • the day. 6 Prom sorrow, toil, and pain. And sin, we shall be fin i And perfect love and friendship reign Through all eternity. COMMUNION OF SAINTS. 643 909 C. M. Miller. Closing- the exercises. OUR souls, by love together knit, Cemented, mix'd in one, One hope, one heart, one mind, one yoice, 'Tis heaven on earth begun. Our hearts have burn'd while Jesus spoke, And glow'd with sacred tire, He stopp'd. and talk'd, and fed, and bless'd, And fiU'd th' enlarged desire. 2 We're soldiers righting for our God, Let trembling cowards fly; We'll stand unshaken, firm, and fLx'd, With Christ to live and die. Let devils rage, and hell assail, We'll fight our passage through; Let foes unite, and friends desert, We'll seize the crown in view. 3 The little cloud increases still, The heavens are big with rain ; We wait to catch the teeming shower, And all its moisture drain : A rill, a stream, a torrent flows, But pour the mighty flood ; O sweep the nations, shake the earth, Till all proclaim thee God ! 4 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And sett'st thy starry crown, — When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, Proclaim' d by thee thine own, — May we, a little band of love, We sinners, saved by grace, From glory into glory changed. Behold thee face to face. G4< I 910 C. ML C. Wlslky. Closing the exercises. riOD of all consolation, take VI The glory of thy grace ! Thy gifts to thee we render l>ack Jn ceaseless songs of praise 2 Through thee we now together came, In singleness of heart : We met, O Jestis, in thy name; And in thy name we part 3 We i>art in body, not in mind; Our minds continue one ; And each to each in .lesus joiu'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. 5 Present we still in spirit are, And intimately nigh, While on the wings of faith and prayer We each to other fly. 6 In Jesus Christ together we In heavenly places sit : Clothed With the sun. we smile to t The moon beneath onr feet 7 Onr life is hid with Christ in God! Onr life shall soon appear. And shed his glory all abroad On all his members here. 8 Then lei ns lawfully contend. And fight onr passage through, — Bear in onr faithful minds the end. And keep the prize in view. PRAYER. 645 section n. 911 C. M. C. Wesley. Opening the exercises. SHEPHERD Divine, our wants relieve, In this our evil day ; To all thy tempted foll'wers 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; 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 ah 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. 912 S. M. C.Wesley. Opening- the exe^nses. THE praying spirit breathe, The watching power impart ; f! l(! no. Prom all entanglements beneath ( 'all oil my anxious heart ; My feeble mind sustain By worldly thoughts opprest ; Appear, and hid me turn again To my eternal rest 2 Swift to my rescue come. Thine own this moment seize; (lather my wand'ring spirit home. And keep in perfect peac Buffered no more to n ( )Vr all the earth abroad, Arrest the pris'ner of thy lo. And shut me up in ( tod 913 - 8s. C. Wiray! Pour out the supplicating grace, And stir us up to seek thy fee 2 We cannot think a gracious thought. We cannot feel a good desii Till thou who calPdsl a world from naught, The power into OUT hearts inspire : And then we in the Spirit groan, And then we give thee back thine own. 3 To help our soul's infirmity; To leal thy sin-sick people's To urge our ( k>d:commanding plea, And make our heart a house of prayer, The promised Intercessor gn And let us now thyself receive. PRAYER. 647 4 Come in thy pleading Spirit down, To us who for thy coming stay ; Of all thy gifts we ask but one — We ask the constant power to pray Indulge us, Lord, in this request, Thou canst not then deny the rest. 91 i L. M. Cowper, Opening the exercises. TT7HAT various hindrances we meet \ V In coming to a mercy seat ! Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darken'd cloud withdraw ' Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; Gives exercise to faith and love ; Brings every blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright And Satan trembles when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Have you no words ? Ah ! think again : Words flow apace when you complain, And fill your fellow-creature's ear With the sad tale of all your care. 5 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, To Heaven in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, u Hear what the Lord has done for me." 915 7s, 6s, &8s. C. Wf.sley. Opening the exercises. pOME, ye foll'wers of the Lord, VJ In Jesus' service join : Jesus gives the sacred word, The ordinance divine : 648 Stand we in the ancient way, And here with GJod ourselves acquaint, Pray we, every moment pray, And aever, never faint 2 Let us patiently endure. And still our wants declare ; All the promises are sure To persevering prayer, Till We see the perfect day. And each wakes up a spotless saint Pray we, every moment pray, And never, never taint. 3 Pray we on when all renew'd, And perfected in love ! Till we see our Saviour God Descending from above, — All his heavenly charms survey, Beyond what angel minds can paint, Pray we. every moment pray. And never, never faint. 916 CVM. C. AVeslet. Opcmmg tii-