PSALMS AND HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY Srctioa CJ/fO PSALMS AND HYMNS, NOV 17 1934 AND Si piritaal ^mtgs* A MANUAL OF WORSHIP THE CHURCH OF CHRIST. COMPILED AND EDITED BY REV. CHAS. S. ROBINSON, D. D. RICHMOND, VA.: PRESBYTERIAN COMMITTEE OF PUBLICATION. THE CENTURY CO., NEW-YORK. HYMN AND TUNE BOOKS SUPPLIED BY THE PRESBYTERIAN COMMITTEE OF PUBLICATION, And constituting, with Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs, A COMPLETE SERIES For the Church, the Prayer-Meeting, and the Sunday-School. SPIRITUAL SONGS FOR SOCIAL WORSHIP. Compiled by the author of '" Psalms and Hymns and Spiritual Songs." 553 Hymns; 330 tunes; with Appendix by the Rev. Stuart Robinson, D. D. ; strongly and tastefully bound. Introduction, 60 cts. ; retail, 75 cts. This book is composed of hymns and tunes peculiarly adapted to social worship. It contains a full representation of the old favorites, and newer pieces which have lately become popular are included. It has been pronounced by hundreds of authorities the best book yet published for prayer-meetings, mission churches, and colleges and seminaries. As the New-York Observer says: "It is small, neat, comprehensive, sufficient, convenient, and excellent." SPIRITUAL SONGS FOR THE SUNDAY SCHOOL. By the same Aicthor. 273 Hymns; 221 tunes and chants; beautifully bound in red cloth. The work is issued in two editions, with tunes, at 40 cts., and with the words only at 20 cts., in quantities. Retail, 50 cts. and 25 cts. It has been said of this work that "its issue marks the opening of a new era in Sunday-school song." Ninety music-composers, including Mozart, Handel, Spohr, Oberthur, Sullivan, Flotow, Rossini, and Mendelssohn, are represented in its pages, yet the music of these great masters is so simply rendered that children can learn it as easily as the refrain melodies which have been so long popular in books of this class. Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1875, by A. S. BARNBS ft D »., in the Office of the Librarian ol Congress, -it Washington. Copyright assigned, 1879, to Scriiwkr & Co. Copyright, 1882, by Tllli CENTURY CO. PREFACE. THIS Collection is intended to accompany one of larger size, bearing the same name, and issued by the same publisher. It is prepared merely for those who prefer a more convenient and portable form for the hand. The larger volume contains the same Psalms and Hymns in order, ,set to appropriate music for Choir and Congregational Singing. It includes also these additional Indexes : — I. Of Versions of Psalms. II. Of Authors of Hymns. III. Of Tunes and Chants. IV. Of First Lines of Stanzas. V. Of Texts of Scripture. The Author. note. The General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in the United States having recommended its Executive Committee of Publication to enter into an arrangement with the publishers of this work for its sale among the people of our church ; and having authorized the Executive Committee to place its imprint upon it, if approved after the usual examination : the Committee has made the examination and approved the book, and has entered into the arrangement as proposed, and is now prepared to furnish copies to such churches as may desire to introduce it. Richmond y Va. y July, 1882. Jas. K. Hazex, Secretary. Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from Princeton Theological Seminary Library http://archive.org/details/hyistspiriOOrobi CONTENTS i.— VERSIONS OF PSALMS. HYMN. I—247 II.— PUBLIC WORSHIP : 1. Opening of Service 248 — 295 2. Prayer 296 — 323 3. General Praise 324 — 342 4. Close of Service 343 — 376 III.— THE SCRIPTURES 377—391 IV. _ GOD : BEING, ATTRI BUTES 392—460 V.— JESUS CHRIST: 1. Advent at Birth 461 — 482 2. Life and Character 483 — 499 3. Sufferings and Death.. 500 — 514 4. Resurrection 515 — 525 5. A doration 526 — 561 VI.-THE HOLY SPIRIT 562—602 VII.-THE WAY OF SALVATION : 1. Lost State of Man 603 — 621 2. Atonement 622 — 644 3. Invitations 645 — 675 4. Reception of Christ... 676—704 HYMN. VIII.— THE CHRISTIAN : 1. Conflict with Sin 705 — 73s 2. Encouragements 736 — 791 3. Love for the Saviour.. 792 — 805 4. Graces 866—893 5. Privileges 894 — 923 6. Duties 924 — 948 7. Afflictions 949 — 983 IX.-THE CHURCH 1. Institutions 9S4 — 1000 2. Fellowship 1007 — 1021 3. Ordinances 1022 — mo 4. Progress and Missions. iiii — 1168 X.— DEATH 1169-1206 XL— THE JUDGMENT 1207— 1226 XII.— HEAVEN 1227—1276 XIII.— MISCELLANEOUS 1277— 1204 PAGE. XIV.— DOXOLOGIES XV.— CHANTS AND OCCASIONAL PIECES 267 XVI.— INDEX OF SUBJECTS 273 XVII.— INDEX OF FIRST LINES 281 VERSIONS OF THE PSALMS. 1 PSALM I. C. M. The righteous and the wicked. i Blest is the man who shuns the place, "Where sinners love to meet ; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer's seat : — 2 But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delight ; By day he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night. 3 He, like a plant of generous kind By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state. 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine ; While fruits of holiness appear, Like clusters on the vine. 5 Not so the impious and unjust : What vain designs they form ; Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand, Appoints his saints a place. 2 PSALM I. The believer's advantage. i That man hath perfect blessedness Who walketh not astray In counsel of ungodly men, Nor stands in sinners' way, — a Nor sitteth in the scorner's chair • But placeth his delight Upon God's law, and meditates On his law day and (light. 3 He shall be like a tree that grows Near planted by a river, Which in his season yields his fruit, And his leaf fadeth never : — C. M. 4 And all he doth shall prosper well. - The wicked are not so ; But like they are unto the chaff, Which wind drives to and fro. 5 In judgment therefore shall not stand Such as ungodly are : Nor in the assembly of the just Shall wicked men appear ; — 6 Because the way of godly men Unto the Lord is known : W T hereas the way of wicked men Shall quite be overthrown. 3 PSALM 2. C. M. Christ exalted. i Why did the nations join to slay The Lord's anointed Son ? Why did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down ? 2 The Lord, who sits above the skies, Derides their rage below ; He speaks with vengeance in his eyes, And strikes their spirits through: — 3 " I call him my beloved Son, And raise him from the dead ; I make my holy hill his throne, And wide his kingdom spread.'* 4 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth ! Obey the anointed Lord ; Adore the king of heavenly birth, And tremble at his word. 5 With humble love address his throne, For, if he frown, ye die ; Those are secure, and those alone, Who on his grace rely. 4 PSALM 3. C. M. Doubts and Fears suppressed . i My God ! how many are my fears! How fast my foes increase ! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. 12 PSALMS 4, 5, 6, 7, 8. e But thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread • Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. 3 I cried, and from his holy hill He bowed a listening ear ; I called my Father and my God, And he subdued my fear. 4 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes ; I woke, and wondered at the grace That guarded my repose. n What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood ? Terrors no more shall shake my soul ; My refuge is my God. 5 PSALM 4. C. M. Evening Devotion. i Lord ! thou wilt hear me when 1 pray ; I am for ever thine ; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. * And, while I rest my weary head, From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening-sacrifice ; And, when my work is done, Great God ! my faith, my hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep ; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. 6 psalm 5. CM. For the Lord's Day Morning. t Lord ! in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye ;— 2 Up to the hills, where Christ has gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting, at his Father's throne. Our -songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight _^ The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. * But to thy house will I resort, To taste thv mercies there ; I will frequent thy holy court, And worship in thy tear, 5 Oh, may thy Spirit guide my feet, In ways of righteousness ; Make every path of duty straight, And plain before my face. 7 PSALM 6. C. M. Divine Help in Affliction. 1 In anger, Lord, rebuke me not, Nor smite my guilty soul ; Let not thy righteous wrath be hot . Save me and make me whole. 2 My heart is vexed with sore distress ; But thou, O Lord, how long? — Return in grace and righteousness, And make thy love my song. 3 Death utters forth no note of praise, The silent grave no prayer ; Oh, do not now cut short my days, Nor leave me to despair ! 4 Long weary nights of pain and grief My wasting strength destroy ; Lord, give these weeping eyes relief, And change my tears to joy. 5 My prayer is heard — the Lord is nigh ! He bids my foes depart ; While shame o'erwhelms them suddenly, His mercy cheers my heart. 8 PSALM 7. C. M. God's Care 0/ his People. 1 My trust is in my heavenly friend, My hope in thee, my God ! Rise, and my helpless life defend From those who seek my blood. 2 If I indulge in thoughts unjust, And wish and seek their woe : Then let them tread my life to oust, And lay mine honor low. 3 If there were malice hid in me, — I know thy piercing eyes, — I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 4 Arise, my God ! lift up thy hand, Their pride and power control ; Awake to judgment, and command Deliverance for my soul. 9 PSALM 8. C. M Cod's Condescension. 1 How excellent in all the earth, Lord, our Lord, is thy name ! Who hast thy glory far advanced Above the starry frame. PSALMS 8, 9, 10, n. 13 t When 1 look up unto the heavens. Which thine own fingers framed, Unto the moon, and to the stars, Which were by thee ordained ; — 3 Then say I, What is man, that he Remembered is by thee ? ! Or what the Son of man, that thou So kind to him shouldst be ? 4 For thou a little lower hast Him than the angels made ; With glory and with dignity Thou crowned hast his head. 10 PSALM S. C. M. Creation and Redemption. 1 O Lord, our Lord ! how wondrous great Is thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim. 2 When I behold thy works on high, The moon that rules the night, And stars that well adorn the sky, Those moving worlds of light ; — 3 Lord ! what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou shouldst visit him with grace, And love his nature so ? — 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than his angels are, To save a dying worm ? 5 Yet, while he lived on earth unknown, And men would not adore, Behold obedient nature own His Godhead and his power ! 6 Let him be crowned with majesty, Who bowed his head in death ; And be his honors sounded high, By all things that have breath. XI PSALM 9. C. M. Wrath and Mercy. 1 With my whole heart I'll raise my song, Thy wonders I'll proclaim ; Thou sovereign judge of right and wrong W T ilt put my foes to shame. 2 I'll sing thy maiesty and grace ; My God prepares his throne To judge the world in righteousness, And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all who are oppressed, To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 Sing^ praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's hill ; Who executes his threatening word, And doth his grace fulfill. 12 PSALM 10. C. M Prayer heard and Saints saved. 1 Why doth the Lord stand off so far? And why conceal his face, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress ? 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy laws ? Shall they advance their heads in pride? And slight the righteous cause ? 3 Arise, O Lord ! lift up thy hand : Attend our humble cry ; No enemy shall dare to stand, When God ascends on high. 4 Why do the men of malice rage, And say, with foolish pride, " The God of heaven will ne'er engage To fight on Zion's side ? " 5 But thou for ever art our Lord, And mighty is thy hand, As when the heathen felt thy sword, And perished from thy land. 6 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pra7, And cause thine ear to hear ; Accept the vows thy children pay, And free thy saints from fear. 13 PSALM II. Trust in God 1 My trust is in the Lord, What foe can injure me ? Why bid me like a bird Before the fowler flee? The Lord is on his heavenly throne, And he will shield and save his own. 2 The wicked may assail, The tempter sorely trv. All earth's foundations fail, All nature's springs be dry j Yet God is in his holy shrine, And I am strong while he is mine. 3 His flock to him is dear, He watches them from high ; He sends them trials here To form them for the sky ; But safely will he tend and keeo The humblest, feeblest, of his sheep. 4 His foes a season here May triumph and prevail ; II. M 14 PSALMS 12, 13, 14. But ah ! the hour is near When all their hopes must fail ; While, like the sun, his saints shall rise, And shine with him above the skies. 14 PSALM 12. C. M. A general corruption of manners. 1 Lord ! when iniquities abound, And impious men grow bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold, — e Is not thy chariot rolling on ? Hast thou not given this sign? May we not rest and live upon A promise so divine ? 3 " Yes," saith the Lord, " now will I rise And make oppressors flee ; I w ill appear to their surprise, And set my servants free." 4 Like silver in the furnace tried, Thy word shall still endure ; The men, that in thy truth confide. Shall find the promise sure. 15 PSALM 13. Help in God alone. 1 How long wilt thou forget me ? Shall it for ever be ? O Lord, how long neglect me, And hide thy face from me ? 2 I low long my soul take counsel ? Thus sad in heart each day, — How long shall foes, exulting, Subject me to their sway ? 3 O Lord, my God, consider, And hear my earnest cries ; Lest I in death should slumber, Enlighten thou my eyes ; 4 Lest foes be heard exclaiming, 11 Against him we prevailed ;" And they that vex my spirit, Rejoice when I have failed. 5 But on thy tender mercy I ever have relied ; With joy in thy salvation My heart shad still confide. 6 And 1 with voice of singing, Will praise the Lord alone, Bei a use to me his favor lie hath so Largely shown. 7,6. /, 0. D 16 PSALM 14. Israel's Return. 1 Oh, that the Lord's salvation Were out of Zion come, To heal his ancient nation, To lead his outcasts home ! How long the holy city Shall heathen feet profane ? Return, O Lord, in pity, Rebuild her walls again. 2 Let fall thy rod of terror, Thy saving grace impart ; Roll back the vail of error, Release the fettered heart ; Let Israel, home returning, Their lost Messiah see ; Give oil of joy for mourning, And bind thy church to thee. 17 PSALM 13. Hope in Darkness. 1 How long wilt thou conceal thy face r My God, how long delay ? When shall I feel those heavenly rays That chase my fears away ? 2 How long shall my poor laboring soul Wrestle and toil in vain ? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain. 3 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep ; Make haste before mine eyes are sealed In death's eternal sleep. 4 Thou wilt display thy sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring ; I shall employ my lips in praise, And thy salvation sing. C. M 18 PSALM 14. A II Men , Sinners. C. M 1 Fooi.s, in their hearts, believe and soy That all religion's vain ; There is no God who reigns on high, Or minds the affairs of men. 2 The Lord, from his celestial throne, Looked down on things below, To find the man who sought his grace Or did his justice know". 3 By nature, all arc gone astrav, Their practice all the same ; There's none that fears his Maker's hand, There's none thai loves his name. PSALMS 15, 16, 17, 10. 15 4 Their tongues are used to speak deceit : Their slanders never cease : How swift to mischief are their feet ! Nor know the paths ot peace. 5 Such seeds of sin — that bitter root- In every heart are found ; Nor can they bear diviner fruit, Till grace refine the ground. 19 psalm 15. C. M. The Citizen of Zion. 1 Within thy tabernacie, Lord, Who shall abide with thee ? And in thy high and holy hill Who shall a dweller be ? 2 The man that walketh uprightly, And worketh righteousness ; And as he thinketh in his heart, So doth he truth express. 3 Who doth not slander with his tongue, Nor to his friend doth hurt ; Nor yet against his neighbor doth Take up an ill report. 4 In who eyes vile men are despised ; But those that God do fear He honoreth : and changeth not, Though to his hurt he swear. 5 His coin puts not to usury, Nor take reward will he Against the guiltless. Who doth thus, Shall never moved be. 20 PSALM 15. L. M. The Citizen of Zion. : Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face ? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below : — 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean, Whose lips still speak the thing they mean ; No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. j Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good ; Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears. 4 He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold : While others scorn and wrong the poor, Sweet charity attends his door. 5 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face ; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. 6 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone : This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 21 PSALM l6. The Resurrection. L. M. 1 When God is nigh, my faith is strong ; His arm is my almighty prop : Be glad, my heart — rejoice, my tongue ; My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust and rise on high ; Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way, Up to thy throne above the sky. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow, And full discoveries of thy grace : Joys we but tasted here below, Spread heavenly raptures thro' the place. 22 PSALM 17. L. M Prospect of the Believer. 1 What sinners value I resign ; Lord ! 'tis enough that thou art mine ; I shall behold thy blissful face, 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 Oh, glorious hour ! — oh, blest abode ! I shall be near, and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground. Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains, with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise ! 23 PSALM IS. Deliverance from Despair. 1 Thee will I love, O Lord ! my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence; Thy'mighty arm shall be'my trust, For I nave found salvation thence. 2 In my distress, I called mv God, When I could scarce believe him mine ; He bowed his car to my complaint ; Then did his grace appear diviue. L. M i6 PSALMS 18, 19. 3 With speed he flew to my relict, As on a cherub's wing he rode ; Awful and bright as lightning shone The face of my deliverer God ! My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to his mercy and his power. 24 PSALM 1 8. L. M. The Reward of Sincerity . i Lord ! thou hast seen my soul sincere, Hast made thy truth and love appear ; Before mine eyes I set thy laws, And thou hast owned my righteous cause. 2 What sore temptations broke my rest ! What wars and strugglings in my breast ! But, through thy grace that reigns within, I guard against my darling sin. 3 The sin that close besets me still, That works and strives against my will, — When shall thy Spirit's sovereign power Destroy it, that it rise no more ? 4 With an impartial hand, the Lord Deals out to mortals their reward : The kind and faithful souls shall find A God, as faithful, and as kind. 25 psalm 19. L. M. Nature and Revelation. 1 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord ! In every star thy wisdom shines ; But, when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nigKts and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice, and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise, Round the whole earth, and never stand ; So, when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run, Till Christ has all the nations blest, That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of righteousness ! arise; Bless the dark world with heavenly light ; Thv gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renewed, and sins forgiven . Lord ! cleanse my sins, my soul renew. And make thy word my guide to heaveu. 26 PSALM 19. S. M The Gospel ; for the Sabbath. i Behold ! the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ! For ever sure thy promise, Lord ! And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God ! how plain Are thy directions given ! Oh, may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven. 27 PSALM 19. S. M. The Books of Nature and Scripture. 1 Behold ! the lofty sky Declares its maker, God ; And all his starry works, on high, Proclaim his power abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same ; While night to day, and day to night, Divinely teach his name. 3 In ever} 7 different land, Their general voice is known ; They show the wonders of his hand And orders of his throne. 4 Ye Christian lands ! rejoice ; Here he reveals his word ; We are not left to nature's voice, To bid us know the Lord. 5 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit : I lis promises for ever sure, And his rewards are great. 6 While of thy works I sing, Thy^lory to proclaim, Accept' the praise, my God, my King! In my Redeemer's name. 28 PSALM 19. S. M Prayer and Praise. 1 I HEAR thy word with love, A ad 1 would fain obey ; Send ihv (good Spirit from above, To ^uidc me, lest 1 stray. PSALMS 19, 20, 21, 22. 17 u Oh, who can ever find The errors of his ways ? Yet, with a bold presumptuous mind, I would not dare transgress. * Warn me of every sin, Forgive my secret faults, And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 4 While, with my heart and tongue, I spread thy praise abroad, Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and mp God ! 29 psalm 19. C. M. The Word 0/ God. 1 God's law is perfect, and converts The soul in sin that lies : God's testimonp is most sure, And makes the simple wise. « The statutes of the Lord are right, And do rejoice the heart : The Lord's command is pure, and doth Light to the eyes impart. 3 They more than gold, yea, much fine gold. To be desired are : Than honey, honey from the comb That droppeth, sweeter far. 4 Moreover, they thy servant warn How he his fife should frame : A great reward provided is For them that keep the same. 5 Who can his errors understand ? Oh, cleanse thou me within From secret faults ! Thy servant keep From all presumptuous sin. 30 PSALM 20. Trust in God. C. M. 1 The Lord unto thy prayer attend, In trouble's darksome hour: The name of Jacob's God defend, And shield thee by his power. 2 In thy salvation we'll rejoice, And triumph in the Lord ; For, when in prayer he hears thy voice, He will relief afford. 3 In chariots and on horses some For aid and shelter flee ; But in thy name, O Lord ! we come, And will remember thee. 4 O Lord ! to us salvation bring ; In thee alone we trust ; Hear us, O God, our heavenly King ! Thou refuge of the just ! 31 C. M PSALM 21. National Praise. 1 Our land, O Lord ! with songs of praise Shall in thy strength rejoice, And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heaven a cheerful voice. 2 Thy sure defence through nations round Hath spread our country's name, And all her humble efforts crowned With freedom and with fame. 3 In deep distress our injured land Implored thy power to save ; For life we prayed ; thy bounteous hand The timely blessing gave. 4 On thee, in want, or woe, or pain, Our hearts alone rely ; Our rights thy mercy will maintain, And all our wants supply. 5 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, And still exaft thy fame ; While we glad songs of praise prepare For thine almighty name. 32 PSALM 22. C. M Christ on the Cross. 1 " Now, in the hour of deep distress, My God ! support thy Son, When horrors dark my soul oppress, Oh, leave me not alone ! " 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, With mighty cries and tears ; God heard him, in that dreadful day, And chased away his fears. 3 Great was the victory of his death, His throne's exalted high ; And all the kindreds of the earth Shall worship, — or shall die. 4 A numerous offspring must arise From his expiring groans j 1 hey shall be reckoned in his eyes For daughters and for sons. 5 The meek and humble souls shall see His table richly spread ; And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed. 6 The isles shall know the righteousness Of our incarnate God, And nations yet unborn profess Salvation in his blood. IS TSALM 23. 33 PSALM 23. C. M. In the Fold. 1 My Shepherd will supply my need, Jehovah is his name ; In pastures fresh he makes me feed, Beside the living stream. 2 He brings my wandering spirit back, When I forsake his ways ; And leads me, for his mercy's sake, In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walk through the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay ; A word of thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. 4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, Doth still my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, Thine oil anoints my head. 5 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days ; Oh, may thy house be mine abode, And all my works be praise : — 6 There would I find a settled rest, While others go and come,— No more a stranger, or a guest, Hut like a chikl at home. 34 11, 10. PSALM 23. 11 His rod and his Staff.'''' \ The Lord is my Shepherd, he makes me repose Where the pastures in beauty are growing, He leads me afar from the world and its woes, Where in peace the still waters are flowing. 2 He strengthens my spirit, he shows me the path Where the arms of his love shall enfold me, And when I walk through the dark valley of death, His rod and his staff will uphold me ! 35 11, 10. PSALM 23. See Cant. 1 : 7, 8. x On, tell me, thou Life and Delight of my soul, Where the flock of thy pasture are feeding ; I seek thy protection, I need thy control, I would go where my Shepherd is leading. a Oh, tell me the place where the flock are at rest, Where the noontide will find them reposing ; The tempest now rages, my soul is distressed, And the pathway of peace I am losing. 3 And why should I stray with the tlocks of thy foes, In the desert where now they are roving ; Where hunger and thirst, where contention-, and woes, And fierce conflicts their ruin are proving ? 4 Ah ! when shall my woes and my wandering cease And the follies that fill me with weeping? O Shepherd of Israel, restore me that peace, Thou dost give to the flock thou art keeping » 5 A voice from the Shepherd now bids me return, By the way where the foot-prints are lying ; No longer to wander, no longer to mourn : And homeward my spirit is flying. 36 11. PSALM 23. M No want shall I know." 1 The Lord is my Shepherd ; no want shall 1 know ; I feed in green pastures ; safe-folded I rest ; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed. 2 Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray, Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear ; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay ; No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 3 In the midst of affliction, my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er ; With perfume and oil thou anointest my head ; Oh, what shall I ask of thy providence more ? 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God ! Still follow my steps till I met thee above ; I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn, thy king- dom of love. 37 11. PSALM 23. ik / will be with thee." 1 Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way; The Lord is our Leader, his word isourstav ; Though suffering, and sorrow, and trial be near, The Lord is our Refuge, and whom can we fear? 2 He raiseth the fallen, he cheereth the faint ; The weak, and oppressed— he will hear their complaint ; The way may be weary, and thorny the road, But how can we falter ? — our help is in God ! 3 And to his green pastures our footsteps he leads ; His flock in the desert how kindly he feeds ! The lambs in his bosom he tenderly bears, And brings back the wanderers all safe from the snares. PSALM 23. 19 4 Though clouds may surround us, our God is our light ; Though storms rage around us, our God is our might ; So, faint, yet pursuing, still onward we come ; The Lord is our Leader, and heaven is our home ! 38 PSALM 23. S. M. Content in Christ. 1 While my Redeemer's near, My Shepherd and my guide, 1 bid farewell to anxious fear : My wants are all supplied. 2 To ever fragrant meads, Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore ; To thy fair pastures guide my way, And let me rove no more. 4 Unworthy, as I am, Of thy protecting care, Jesus, I plead thy gracious name, For all my hopes are there. 39 PSALM 23. S. M. The Lord our Shepherd. 1 The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied ; Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside ? t He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. i If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim ; And guide me in his own right way, For his most holy name. 4 While he affords his aid, I can not 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 future days ; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. 40 psalm 23. S. M. li He restoreth my Soul. 1 ' 1 I was a wandering sheep, I did not love the fold, I did not love my Shepherd's voice, I would not be controlled. 2 Jesus my Shepherd is, 'Twas he that loved my soul, 'Twas he that washed me in his blood, 'Twas he that made me whole. 3 'Twas he that sought the lost, That found the wandering sheep, 'Twas he that brought me to the fold, 'Tis he that still doth keep. 4 I was a wandering sheep, I would not be controlled ; But now I love my Shepherd's voice, I love, I love the fold ! 41 psalm 23. C. M The Good Shepherd. 1 The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want: He makes me down to lie In pastures green ; he leadeth me The quiet waters by. 2 My soul he doth restore again ; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, Ev'n for his own name's sake. 3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no ill ; For thou art with me, and thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4 My table thou hast furnished In presence of my foes ; My head thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows. 5 Goodness and mercy, all my life, Shall surely follow me ; And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. 42 psalm 23. C. M The Lord^ our Shepherd. 1 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord, Vouchsafes to be my guide ; The shepherd, by whose constant care My wants are all supplied. 2 In tender grass he makes me feed, And gently there repose • Then leads me to cool shades, and where Refreshing water flows. 20 PSALM 24. 3 I pass the gloomy vale of death, From tear and danger free ; For there his aiding rod and staff Defend and comfort me. 4 Since God doth thus his wondrous love Through all my life extend, That life to him 1 will devote, And in his temple spend. 43 psalm 24. C. M. The Abode of Saints. 1 The earth for ever is the Lord's, With Adam's numerous race ; He raised its arches o'er the floods, And built it on the seas. a But who, among the sons of men. May visit thine abode ? lie that has hands from mischief clean, Whose heart is right with God. 5 This is the man may rise, and take The blessings of his grace ; This is the lot of those, that seek The God of Jacob's face. 4 Now let our souls' immortal powers To meet the Lord prepare, Lift up their everlasting doors ; The King of glory's near. 5 The King of glory ! who can tell The wonders of his might ? He rules the nations • but to dwell With saints is his delight. 44 psalm 24. C. M. k l Tk e King 0/ Glory . ' ' t Ye gates, lift up your heads on high ! Ye doors that last for ave ! Be lifted up, that so the King Of glory enter may. 2 But who of glory is the King? The mighty Lord is this ; Ev'n that same Lord, that great in might And strong in battle is. 3 Ye gates, lift up your heads ! ye doors. I toon that do last for aye ! Be Lifted up, that so the King Of glory enter may. 4 But who is he that is the King Of glory ? who is this ? Tin Lord <>f hosts, and none but he, The King of glorv is. 45 psalm 24. L. M Resurrection 0/ Christ. 1 Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : — " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates 1 Ye everlasting doors ! give way. 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the ethereafscene : He claims those mansions as his right ; Receive the King of glory in. 4 Who is the King of glory— who? The Lord who all our foes o'ercame ; Who sin, and death, and hell o'erthrew ; And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay : " Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! Ye everlasting doors ! give way. 6 Who is the King of glory — who ? The Lord of boundless power possessed ; The King of saints and angels, too, God over all, for ever blessed. 46 L. M. psalm 24. The King 0/ glory \ 1 This spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men and worms, and beasts and birds ; He raised the building on the seas, And gave it for their dwelling place. 2 But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky ; Who shall ascend that blest abode, And dwell so near his Maker, God ? 3 He that abhors and fears to sin, Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean ; Him shall the Lord, the Saviour, bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness. 4 These are the men, the pious race, That seek the God of Jacob's face ; These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. 5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high : Behold the King of glory nigh, Who can this King of glory be? The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he ! 6 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves display To make the Lord, the Saviour, wav ; Laden With Spoils from earth and hell, The conqueroi comes with God to dwell. PSALMS 25, 2b, 27. 21 47 psalm 25. S. M\ Looking to Jesus. 1 Mine eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord ; I love to plead his promises, And rest upon his word. a Lord, turn thee to my soul ; Bring thy salvation near: When will thy hand release my feet From sin's destructive snare? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod? 4 Oh, keep my soul from death. Nor put my hope to shame ! For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 5 With humble faith I wait To see thy face again ; Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. 48 psalm 25. S. M. Divine Teaching: 1 Where shall the man be found, That fears to offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod ? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his hand Are truth and mercy still, With such as to his covenant stand, And love to do his will. 4 Thei r souls shall dwell at ease, Beiure their Maker's face ; Theii seed shall taste the promises, In their extensive grace. 49 psalm 25. S. M. Prayer for Help. 1 To thee I lift my soul ; O Lord, I trust in thee ; Mv God, let me not be ashamed. Nor foes exult o'er me. Let none who wait on thee He put to shame at all • But those who causeless! v trangress^ On them the shame shall fall. 3 Show me thy wavs. O Lord ; Thy paths, on, teacn tnju me And do thou lead me in thy truth, Therein my teacher be : — 4 For thou art God that dost To me salvation send : And waiting for thee all the day, Upon thee I attend. 5 Thy tender mercies, Lord, To mind do thou recall, And loving-kindnesses, for they Have been through ages all. 50 PSALM 26. C. M Self -ex a >n in at ion. i Judge me, O Lord, and try my heart, For thou that heart canst see ; And bid each idol thence depart That dares compete with thee. 2 Though weak and cleaving to the dust, My soul adores thee still ; Thy grace and truth are all my trust ; Oh, mould me to thy will. 3 Thine altar, Lord, I would embrace With hands by Christ made clean ; I love thy house, I love the place Where thy bright face is seen. 4 Oh, guide me in thy love and fear ; My soul on thee I cast ; I would not walk with sinners here, To share their doom at last. 51 psalm 27. C. M The Churchy our Delight and Safety. 1 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, — Oh, 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 Within thy temple sound. 22 PSALMS 27, 28, 29, 30. 52 psalm 27. C. M. Love for Worship. 1 One thing I of the Lord desired, And will seek to obtain, That all days of my life I may Within God's house remain ; — 1 That I the beauty of the Lord Behold may and admire, And that I in his holy place May reverently inquire. 3 For he in his pavilion shall Me hide in evil days ; In secret of his tent me hide, And on a rock me raise. 4 And now, ev'n at this present time, Mine head shall lifted be Above all those that are my foes, And round encompass me. 5 O Lord give ear unto my voice When I do cry to thee ; Upon me also mercy have, And do thou answer me. 63 PSALM 28. L. M. Divine Assistance acknowledged. 1 Blest be the Lord who heard my prayer, The Lord, my shield, my help, my song, Who saved my soul from sin and fear, And filled with praise my thankful tongue. 1 In the dark hour of deep distress, By foes beset, of death afraid, My spirit trusted in his grace, And sought and found his heavenly aid. 3 O blest Redeemer of mankind ! Thy shield, thy saving strength, shall be The shield, the strength of every mind That loves thy name, and trusts in thee. 4 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; Israel defend from guilt and woe ; Thy Hock in richest pastures feed, And guard their steps from every foe. 5 Zion exalt, her cause maintain, With peace and joy her courts surround ; In showers let endless blessings rain, And all the world thy praise resound. 64 PSALM 29. Storm and Thunder. 1 Givk to the Lord, ye sons of fame ! (jive to the Lord renown and power ; Ascribe due honors to his name, And his eternal might adore. L. M. 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud, Over the ocean and the land ; His voice divides the watery cloud. And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 He speaks, — and tempest, hail and wind, Lay the wide forest bare around j The fearful hart, and frighted hind, Leap at the terror of the sound. 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo ! the stately cedars break , The mountains tremble at the noise, The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood ; The Thunderer reigns for ever king ; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. 6 In gentler language there the Lord The counsels of his grace imparts ; Amid the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. 55 PSALM 30. L. M Recovery from Sickness. 1 I will extol thee, Lord, on high ; At thy command diseases fly : Who but a God can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave ? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace, how kind his love ; Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. ' 3 His anger but a moment stays ; His love is life and length of days : Though grief and tears the night employ, The morning star restores the joy. 56 PSALM 30. Recovery acknowledged. 1 I will exalt thee, Lord, Thou hast exalted me • Since thou hast silenced Satan's boasts, My boast shall be in thee. 2 Mv sins had brought me near The grave of black despair ; I looked, but there was none to save, Till I looked up in prayer. 3 All through the night, 1 wept, Hut morning brought relief: That hand, which broke mv bones before. Then broke my bonds of grief. 4 My grief to dancing turns, For Sackcloth joy he ^ives ; A moment, Lord, thine anger burns, But long thv favor lives. S. M PSALMS 31, 32, 33, 34. 23 5 Sin? with me then, ye saints, Who long have known his grace: With thanks recall the seasons when Ye also sought his face. 57 PSALM 31. S. M. Trust in God. 1 My spirit on thy care, Blest Saviour, I recline ; Thou wilt not leave me to despair, For thou art love divine. 2 In thee I place my trust On thee I calmly rest: I know thee good, I know thee just, And count thy choice the best. 3 Whate'er events betide, Thy will they all perform • Safe i'n thy breast my head I hide, Nor fear the coming storm. 4 Let good or ill befall, It must be good for me, — Secure of having thee in all, Of having all in thee. 5 O all ye saints, the Lord With eager love pursue ; Who to the just will help afford, And give the proud their due. 58 PSALM, 32. S. M. Confession 0/ Sin 1 Oh, blessed souls are they Whose sins are covered o'er ! Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2 They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care ; Their lips and lives, without deceit, Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I concealed my guilt, I felt the festering wound, Till I confessed my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. 4 Let sinners learn to pray. Let saints keep near the throne ; Our help in times of deep distress Is found in God alone. 59 PSALM 33. C. M, Works 0/ Creation and Providence. x Rejoice, ye righteous ! in the Lord ; This work belongs to you ; Sing of his name, his ways, his word : How holy, just, and true ! 2 His mercy, and his righteousness, Let heaven and earth proclaim ; His works of nature and of grace Reveal his wondrous name. 3 His wisdom and almighty word The heavenly arches spread ; And, by the Spirit of the Lord, Their shining hosts were made. 4 He scorns the angry nations' rage, And breaks their vain designs ; His counsel stands through every age, And in full glory shines. 60 PSALM 34. C. M Praise for Protection. 1 God will I bless all times ; his praise My mouth shall still express. Mv soul shall boast in God ; the meek Shall hear with joyfulness. 2 Oh, let us magnify the Lord, Exalt his name with me ! I sought the Lord, and he me heard And from all fears set free. 3 The angel of the Lord encamps, And he encompasseth Ah those who do him truly fear, And them delivereth. 4 Ob, taste and see that God is good ; Who trusts in him is blest. Fear God, his saints, none that him fear Shall be with want oppressed. 5 The lions young may hungry be, And they may lack their food ; But they that truly seek the Lord Shall not lack any good. 61 PSALM 34. Trusting and Praising God. 1 Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble, and in jov, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, Till all, who are distressed, From my example comfort take. And charm their griefs to rest. 3 Oh, magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name ! When in distress to him I called, He to my rescue came. 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just : Deliverance he affords to all, Who on his succor trust. CM 24 PSALMS 35, 36, 37, 33, 39- 5 Oh, make but trial of his love ; Experience will decide, How blest are they, and only they, Who in his truth contide. 62 psalm 35. CM. Trusting God 1 Oh, plead my cause, my Saviour, plead, I trust it all to thee : O thou who didst for sinners bleed, A sinner save in me. 2 Assure my weak, desponding heart, My threatening foes restrain ; Oh, tell me thou my helper art, And all their rage is vain. 3 When round thy cross they rushed to kill, How was their fury foiled : Their madness only wrought thy will, And on themselves recoiled. 4 The great salvation there achieved My hope shall ever be : My soul has in her Lord believed, And he will rescue me. 63 PSALM 36. God's Perfections. 1 Thy mercy, Lord, is in the heavens ; C M. Thy truth doth reach the clouds ; ~* y justice is like mountains grea fhy judgments deep as floods. 2 Lord, thou preservest man and beast — How precious is thy grace ! Therefore, in shadow of thy wings Men's sons their trust shall place. 3 They with the fatness of thy house Shall be well satisfied ; From rivers of thy pleasures thou Wilt drink to them provide. 4 Because of life the fountain pure Remains alone with thee ; And in that purest light of thine We clearly light shall see. 64 PSALM 37. C M. The Safety of the Righteous. My God ! the steps of pious men Are ordered by thy will • Though they should fall, they rise again : Thy hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways ; Their virtue he approves: He'll ne'er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the in jn he loves 3 The heavenly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home ; He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 The haughty sinner I have seen, Not fearing man, nor God ; Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. 5 And, lo ! he vanished from the ground, Destroyed by hands unseen ; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf, was found, Where all that pride had been. 6 But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend : True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end. 65 psalm 38. C M Prayer in anguish. 1 Amid thy wrath remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord ; Nor let a Father's chastening prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone • The burden, Lord ! I can not bear, Nor e'er the guilt atone. 3 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down ; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my Father's frown. 4 All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts every tear ; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticed by thine ear. 5 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh ; O Lord of my salvation, haste, Before thy servant die. 66 PSALM 39. C M Mans Frailty. 1 Mine end and measure of my days, O Lord, unto me show, What is the same ; that I hereby My frailty well may know. 2 Lo, thou hast made my days a span, As nothing are my years ; Before thy si^ht, each man at best But vanity appears :— 3 Vva, each man walks in empty show; They vex themselves in vain ; He heaps up wealth, ami knoweth not To wiiom it shall pertain. PSALMS 39, 40, 41. 4 2 - 25 4 And now, O Lorn, what wait I for? My hope is fixed on thee. Deliver me from all my sins ; The fool's scorn make not me Oh, spare thou me, that I my strength Recover may Again, Before from hence I do depart, And here no more remain. 67 psalm 39. C. M. The Vanity of Man. 1 Teach me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame ! I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast, — An inch or two of time ; Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flower and prime. 3 What should I wish, or wait foi then, From creatures, earth and dust? 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 God my all. 68 PSALM 40. C. M Deliverance from deep Distress. 1 I waited patient for the Lord, — He bowed to hear my cry ; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He raised me from a horrid pit. Where, mourning, long I lay ; And from my bonds released my feet — Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue, To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I'll spread his works ot grace abroad ; The saints with joy shall hear • And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. How many are thy thoughts of love ! Thy mercies, Lord ! how great ! We have not words, nor hours enough, Their numbers to repeat. 69 psalm 40. C. M. A neiu Song. i I waited for the Lord my God, And patiently did bear ; At length to me he did incline My voice and cry to hear. 2 He took me from a fearful pit, And from the miry clay, And on a rock he set my feet, Establishing my way. 3 He put a new song in my mouth, Our God to magnify : Many shall see it, and shall fear, And on the Lord rely. 4 Oh, blessed is the man whose trust Upon the Lord relies ; Respecting not the proud, nor such As turn aside to lies. 70 psalm 41. C. M. The blessedness of benevolence. 1 Blest is the man whose softening heart Feels all another's pain ; To whom the supplicating eye Was never raised in vain : — 2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth A stranger's woes to feel ; And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He wants the power to heal. 3 He spreads his kind, supporting arms, To every child of grief'; His secret bounty largely flows, And brings unasked relief. 4 To gentle offices of love His feet are never slow : He views, through mercy's melting eye, A brother in a foe. 5 Peace from the bosom of his God, The Saviour's grace shall give ; And when he kneels before the throne, His trembling soul shall live. 71 PSALM 42. Desire for God. 1 As pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirst v soul doth pine ; Oh, when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty Divine ? C. If 26 PSALMS 43, 44, 45. 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? Trust God, and he'll employ His aid tor thee, and change these sighs To thankful hymns of joy. 4 God of my strength, how long shall 1, Like one forgotten, mourn ; Forlorn, forsaken, and exposed To my oppressor's scorn? * 5 My heart is pierced, as with a sword, While thus my foes upbraid : 4 Vain boaster, where is now thy God r And where his promised aid ! ' o Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? Hope still, and thou shalt sing The praise of him who is thy God, Thy health's eternal Spring. 72 C. M. PSALM 43. CJieerful Hope. 1 Against a wicked nation, Lord, Plead thou my cause, judge me ; And from unjust and crafty men Oh, do thou set me free. 2 O God, my strength, why dost thou me Cast off in my distress ? Why go I mourning all the day While enemies oppress? ■ Oh, send thy light forth, and thy truth ! Let them be guides to me, And bring me to thy holy hill, Ev'n where thy dwellings be. 4 Then will I to God's altar go, To God my chiefest joy : Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise My harp I will employ. 5 Why art thou then cast down, my soul ? What should discourage thee? And why with vexing thoughts art thou Disquieted in me ? 6 Still trust in God ; for him to praise Good cause I yet shall have : 1 le of my countenance is the health, My God that doth me save. 73 PSALM 44. C. M. Complaint in Declension. 1 LoftD ! we have heard thv works of old, Thy works of power and When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days : — b How thou didst build thy churches here, And make thv gospel known : Among them did thine arm appear, Thy lijjht and glory shone. 3 In God they boasted all the day ; And in a cheerful throng, Did thousands meet to praise and pray ; And grace was all their song. 4 Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Saviour and our God ! We plead the honors of thy name, The merits of thy blood. *74 PSALM 45. C. M Christ and his glorious Reign. 1 I'll speak the honors of my King, — His form divinely fair ; None of the sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. 2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace Upon thy lips is shed ; Thy God, with blessings infinite, Hath crowned thy sacred head. 3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince! Ride with majestic sway ; Thy terror shall strike through thy foes. And make the world obey. 4 Thy throne, O God ! for ever stands ; Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful sceptre in thy hands, To rule the saints by love. 5 Justice and truth attend thee still, But mercy is thy choice ; And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill With most peculiar joys. 75 C. M PSALM 45. The King of kings. 1 My heart brings forth a goodly thing, My words that I indite Concern the King : my tongue's a pen Of one that swift doth write. 2 Thou fairer art than sons of men : Into thy lips is store Of grace infused ; God therefore thee Hath blessed for evermore. 3 For ever and for ever is, O God, thy throne of might! The sceptre of thv kingdom is A sceptre that is rigid. 4 Behold, the daughter of the King All gioriOUS is within ; And with embroideries of gold Her garments wrought have been. 5 She shall be brought with gladness great And mirth on every side, Into the palace of the Kinsr, And there she shall abide. PSALMS 45. 46,47. 27 76 psalm 45. L. M. The Glory 0/ Christ. 1 Now be mv heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour King,— Jesus the Lord ; how heavenly fair His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 8 O'er all the sons of human race, He shines with a superior grace : Love from his lips divinely hows. And blessings all his sta'te compose. 3 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands ; Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; Thv laws and works are iust and right ; Justice and grace are thy delight. \ God, thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head: And with his sacred spirit blessed His first-born Son above the rest. 77 PSALM 45. Christ and his Church. 1 The King of saints,— how fair his face ! Adorned with majesty and grace, He comes, with blessings from above, And wins the nations to his love. 2 At his right hand, our eyes behold The queen arrayed in purest gold ; The world admires her heavenly dress, Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 Oh, happy hour, when thou shalt rise To his fair palace in the skies ; And all thy sons, a numerous train, Each, like a prince, in glory reign. 4 Let endless honors crown his head ; Let every age his praises spread ; While we, with cheerful songs, approve The condescension of his love. L. M. 78 L. M. PSALM 46. The Church Safe. 1 Gon is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled Down to the deep, and buried there, Convulsions shake the solid world — Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar ; In sacred peace our souls abide ; While every nation, everv shore, Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 4 There is a stream whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God, Life, love, and joy, still gliding through, And watering our divine abode. 5 That sacred stream, thine 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 threatening hour ; Nor can her firm foundation move, Built on his truth, and armed with power 79 PSALM 46. C. M The Church Safe. 1 God is our refuge and our strength, In straits a present aid ; Therefore, although the earth remove We will not be afraid : — 2 Though hills amidst the seas be cast ; Though waters roaring make, And troubled be ; yea, though the hills By swelling seas do shake. 3 A river is, whose streams do glad The city of our God ; The holy place, wherein the Lord Most high hath his abode. 4 God in the midst of her doth dwell ; Nothing shall her remove : The Lord to her an helper will, And that right early, prove. 80 psalm 47. C. M The Ascension and Reign 0/ Christ. 1 Oh for a shout of sacred joy To God, the sovereign King ; Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; His heavenly guards around Attend him rising through the sky, With trumpets joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King. Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth his honor s:::_ O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound ; Let knowledge lead the Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 In Israel stood his ancient throne: — He loved that ancient race ; But now he calls the world his own ; The heathen taste his grace. 28 PSALMS 48, 49, 50. 81 PSALM 4S. C. M. The Beauty 0/ the Church. 1 The Lord is great, and greatly he Should be exalted still, Within the city of our God Upon his holy hill. Mount Zion stands most beautiful, The joy of all the land ; The city of the mighty King On her north side doth stand. 3 The Lord within her palaces Is for a refuge known. For, lo, the kings that gathered were Together, by have gone. 4 Encompass Zion, and go around, Her lofty towers tell ; Consider ye her palaces, And mark her bulwarks well ; — 5 That ye may tell posterity. For this God doth abide Our God for evermore ; he will E'en unto death us guide. 82 PSALM 48. S. M. The Church, a Buhiark. t Great is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great ; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. s These temples of his grace, How beautiful they stand ! The honors of our native place, The bulwarks of our land. 3 In Zion God is known A refuge in distress* How bright has his salvation shone Through all her palaces ! 4 Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold Where his own sheep have been. 5 In every new distress We'll to his house repair, We'll think upon his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. 83 PSALM 48. 11 Beautiful for Situation.'''' Far as thy name is known, The world declares thy praise : Thv saints, () Lord, before thy throne, f heir songs of honor raise S. M. 2 With joy thy people 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 we dwell, Compass and view thine holy ground. And mark the building well — 4 The order of thy house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; And make a fair report. 5 How decent, and how wise ! How glorious to behold ! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorned with gold. 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die ; Will be our God, while here below, And ours above the sky. 84 PSALM 49. S. M. Pride and Death. 1 Why doth the rich man grow To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honors flow With every rising tide ? 2 Why treat the poor with scorn. Made of the self-same clay, And boast as though his flesh w r ere born Of better dust than they? 3 No treasures can procure His soul a short reprieve. Redeem from death one guilt}' - hour, Or make his brother live. 85 PSALM 50. Saints at the Judgmen t * 1 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne Rids the whole earth draw nigh, The nations near the rising sun, And near the western sky. 2 Throned on a cloud our God shall come, Bright flames prepare his wa\\ Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, Lead on the dreadful day. 3 Heaven from above his call shall hear, Attending angels come, And earth and hell shall know and fear 1 lis justice and their doom. 4 li But gather all my saints," he cries, il That made their peace with God, By the Redeemer's sacrifice, "And sealed it with his blood. CM. I'SALM 51. 29 5 Their faith and works, brought forth to light, Shall make the world confess, My sentence of reward is right. And heaven adore my grace." 86 I'salm 51. C. M. Penitence, In thy great loving-kindness, Lord, Be merciful to me ; In thy compassions great blot out All my iniquity. 3 Oh, wash me thoroughly from sin ; From all my guilt me cleanse : For my transgressions I confess j I ever see my sins. 3 All my iniquities blot out, My sin hide from thy view. Create a clean heart, Lord, in me A spirit right renew. 4 And from thy gracious presence, Lord, Oh, cast me not away ; Thy Holy Spirit utterly Take not trom me, I pray. 5 The joy which thy salvation brings Again to me restore ; With " thy free Spirit, oh, do thou Uphold me evermore. 87 PSALM 51. C. M. Repentance and Faith in Christ. 1 O God of mere}' ! hear my call, My load of guilt remove ; Break down this separating wall, That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace ; Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, For sin could e'er atone : The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul, oppressed with sin's desert, My God will ne'er despise ; An humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. 38 I'SALM 51. L. M. A Penitent pleading for Pardon. 2 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 Oh, wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace : Lord ! should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. 4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath I must pronounce thee just in death ; And, if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord ! Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there. Some sure support against despair. 89 psalm 51. L. M Native and Total Depravity. 1 Lord ! I am vile, conceived in sin, And born unholy and unclean ; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall Corrupts the race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death ; Thy law demands a perfect heart, But we're defiled in every part. 3 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast. Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 4 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone, I lath power sufficient to atone : Thy blood can make me white as snow, No Jewish types could cleanse me so. 90 I'SALM 51. L. M The backslider penitent and restored. 1 O thou, that hearest when sinners cry ! Though all my crimes before thee lie, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their memory from thy book. 2 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring : The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 3 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. 4 Then will I teach the world thy ways; Sinners shall learn thv sovereign grace ; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall \ raise a pardoning God. 3o PSALMS 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57. 5 Oh, may thy love inspire my tongue ! Salvation shall be all my song ; And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my Strength and Righteousness. 91 psalm 52. C. M. The Righteous and the Wicked. 1 Why should the mighty make their boast, And heavenly grace despise? In their own arm they put their trust, And rill their mouth with lies. 2 Our God in vengeance shall destroy, And drive them from his face j No more shall they his church annoy, Nor find on earth a place. 3 But like a cultured olive-grove, Dressed in immortal green, Thy children, blooming in thy love, Amid thy courts are seen. 4 On thine eternal grace, O Lord ! Thy saints shall rest secure, And all who trust thy holy word, Shall find salvation sure. 92 psalm 53. C. M. The Foes of Zion. 1 Are all the foes of Zion fools, Who thus destroy her saints. Do they not know her Saviour rules, And pities her complaints ? 1 In vain the sons of Satan boast Of armies in array : When God on high dismays their host, They fall an easy prey. 3 Oh, for a word from Zion's King, Her captives to restore ! The joyful saints thy praise shall sing, And Israel weep no more. 93 PSALM 54. C. M Victory desired. 1 Behold us, Lord, and let our crv Before thy throne ascend ; Cast thou on us a pitying eye, And still our lives defend. b For impious foes insult us round ; Oppressive, proud, and vain ; They cast thy temples to the ground And all our rights profane. 3 Vet thy forgiving grace we trust, And in thy power rejoice ; Thine arm shall bring our foes to dust, Thy praise inspire our voice 94 PSALM 55. God our Refuge. 1 O God, my refuge ! hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears ; For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Oh, were I like a feathered dove, Soon would I stretch my wings, And fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 3 God shall preserve my soul from fear Or shield me when afraid ; Ten thousand angels must appear If he commands their aid. 4 I cast my burdens on the Lord, — The Lord sustains them all ; My courage rests upon his word, — That saints shall never fall. 95 C. M L. M. PSALM 56. God's care of his people. 1 God knows the sorrows of his saints, Their groanings reach his listening ears ; He has a book for their complaints, And makes a record of their tears. 2 When to thy throne I raise my cry, The wicked fear thy voice and nee, So swift is prayer to reach the sky, So very near is God to me. 3 In thee, most holy, just, and true, I have reposed unfaltering trust ; Nor will I fear what man can do. The feeble offspring of the dust. 4 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Each day thou shalt receive my praise ; I'll sing, " How faithful is thy word ! How righteous thou in all thy ways ! " 5 Thou hast secured my soul from death ; My feet from falling, oh, set free, That heart, and hand, and life, and breath May ever be employed for thee. 96 PSALM 57. Divine Praise. 1 Eternal God, celestial King ! Exalted be thy glorious name ; Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 2 My heart is fixed on thee, my God ! 1 rest my hope on thee alone ; I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad, To all mankind thy love make known. L. M. PSALMS 5;, 58, 59, 60. 31 4 Awake, ray tongue ! awake, ray lyre ! With morning's earliest dawn arise ; Let songs of joy my soul inspire, And swell your music to the skies. 4 With those who in thy grace abound, To thee I'll raise my thankful voice ; While every land, the earth around, Shall hear, and in thy name rejoice 97 psalm 57. L. M. Praise for Protection, Grace and Truth. 1 My God ! In whom are all the springs Of boundkss love and grace unknown, Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Till the dark cloud be over-blown. 2 Up to the heavens I send my crv, The Lord will my desires perform ; He- sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threatening storm. 3 My heart is fixed ; my song shall raise Immortal honors to thy name ; Awake, my tongue ! to sound his praise, — My tongue, the glory of my frame. 4 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. 5 be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heavens where angels dwel ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 03 L. M. PSALM 58. Warning to Magistrates. 1 Judges ! who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners go secure ? 2 Shall gold and greatness bribe your hands When one oppressed before you stands? Have ye forgot, or never knew That God will judge the judges too ? 3 Vet ye invade the rights of God : And send your bold decrees abroad ; High in the heavens his justice reigns, Vet ye bind conscience in your chains. 4 When once he thunders from the sky, Your grandeur melts, your titles die ; As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, Your power before the tempest Hies. 5 There is a God who rules on high, A God that hears his children cry ; Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord Safety and ioy to saints afford. 99 psalm 59. L. M. *' Thou art my Rock. 11 1 O thou whose pity reaches those Whose sorrows meet thy watchful eyes, Now save me from my wicked foes. O Lord of hosts, arise, arise ! 2 Thou art my rock and my defence ; Thou art a tower unto my saints ; Thee will I make my confidence, Thee will 1 trust, though nature faints. 3 Thy mercies gladly will I sing, And all thy power and love confess ; For thou hast been, O heavenly King, My safe resort in each distress. 4 My songs with every morning's light, O Lord, shall rise up to thy throne ; And all thy saints shall praise thy might, And thy rich mercy shall make known. 100 L. M psalm 60. Prayer in Depression. 1 O God, thou hast cast off thy saints ; Thy face thou dost in anger hide, And lo, thy church for terror faints, While breaches all her walls divide ! 2 Hard things thou dost upon us lay, And make us drink most bitter wine ; But still thy banner we display, And bear aloft thy truth divine. 3 Our courage fails not, though the night No earthly lamp avails to break, For thou wilt soon arise in might, And of our captors captives make. 4 Thy right hand shall thy people aid ; Thy faithful promise makes us strong ; We will Philistia's land invade, And over Edom chant the song. 5 Through thee we shall most valiant prove And tread the foe beneath our feet ; Through thee our faith shall hills remove, And small as chaff the mountains beat. 101 PSALM 60. The Lord's Banner. 1 Arise, ye saints, arise ! The Lord our Leader is ; The foe before his banner flies, And victory is his. 2 We follow thee, our Guide, Our Saviour, and our King ! We follow thee, through grace supplied From heaven's eternal spring. S. M, 32 PSALMS 61, 62, 63, 64. 3 We «-oon shall see the day Wnen all our toils shall cease ; When we shall cast our arms away, And dwell in endless peace. 4 This hope supports us here ; It makes our burdens light ; 'Twill serve our drooping hearts to cheer, Till faith shall end in sight. 5 Till, of the prize possessed, We hear of war no more ; And ever with our Leader rest, On yonder peaceful shore. 102 PSALM 6l. Safety in God. 1 When, overwhelmed with grief, Mv heart within me dies ; Helpless, and far from all relief, To heaven 1 lift mine eyes. a Oh, lead me to the rock, That's high above my head j And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord ! For ever I'll abide • Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear thy name ; If endless life be their reward, I shall possess the same. S. M. 103 tsalm 62. 11 My strong Rock is He" 1 My soul with patience doth Depend on God indeed ; Mv strengtli and my salvation both From him alone proceed. 2 He my salvation is, And my strong rock is he ; He only is my sure defence: I shall not moved be. 3 In God my glory is, And my salvation sure ; In God the rock is of my strength, My refuge most secure. 4 God hath it spoken once, Yea, this 1 heard again, Thai power to Almighty God Alone doth appertain. 5 Yea, mercy unto thee Belongs, O Lord, alone : For thou according to his work Rewardest every one. S. M. 104 psalm 63. C. M. Morning Worship. 1 Early, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face ; My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 2 I've seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine ; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 3 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move, Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 3 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. 105 psalm 63. C. M. Early Praise. 1 Lord, thee, my God, I'll early seek ; My soul doth thirst for thee ; My flesh longs in a dry, parched land Wherein no waters be, — 2 That I thy power may behold, And brightness of thy face, As I have seen thee heretofore Within thy holy place. 3 Since better is thy love than life, My lips thee praise shall give, I in thy name will lift my hands, And bless thee while I live : — 4 When I do thee upon my bed Remember with delight, And when on thee I meditate In watches of the night. 5 In shadow of thy wings I'll joy, For thou mine help hast been. My soul thee follows hard ; and me Thy right hand doth sustain. 106 psalm 64. C. M. Prayer in Peril. 1 Hear me, O Lord ! regard my prayer ! Foes lurk without, within, In secret spread the subtle snare To lead me into sin. 2 He thou my shield and hiding-place Against their ill design ; Display thy love and covenant grace, And show me 1 am thine. PSALMS 65, 66. 33 1 Forgive the sins my heart laments, The inward thoughts of wrong ; The listless hours of ease misspent, And make thy grace my song. 4 So shall the saints record the hour When thou didst bend thine ear, And manifest thy promised power To scatter every fear. 5 In God the righteous shall be glad, In him shall put their trust : While foes shall at their feet be laid And humbled in the dust. 107 PSALM 65. C. M. Worship of God in his Temple. x Praise waits in Zion, Lord ! for thee ; There shall our vows be paid ; Thou hast an ear when sinners pray ; All flesh shall seek thine aid. 2 O Lord ! our guilt and fears prevail, But pardoning grace is thine ; And thou wilt grant us power and skill, To conquer every sin. 3 Blest are the men, whom thou wilt choose To bring them near thy face ; Give them a dwelling in'thy house, To feast upon thy grace. 4 In answering what thy church requests, Thy truth and terror shine ; And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfill thy kind design. 5 Thus shall the wondering nations see, The Lord is good and just ; The distant isles shall fly to thee, And make thy name their trust. 108 PSALM 65. C. M. Praise in Zion. 1 Praise waits for thee in Zion, Lord, To thee vows paid shall be. O thou, that hearer art of prayer, All flesh shall come to thee. 2 The man is blest whom thou dost choose. And make approach to thee, That he within thy courts, O Lord, May still a dweller be. 3 We surely shall be satisfied With thy abundant grace, And with the goodness of thy house, Ev'n of thy holy place. 4 By fearful works and terrible, Thou in thy righteousness, O God our Saviour, to our prayers Thy answer doth express 5 And so all ends of earth shall place Their confidence in thee, Ev'n those who dwell in distant lands, And far off on the sea. 109 psalm 65. C. M Goodness of God in the Seasons. 1 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand, God of eternal power ! The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and evening shade Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flowers adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours. Heaven, earth, and air are thine ; When clouds distill in fruitful showers, The author is divine. 4 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks ofcorn appear ; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. 110 PSALM 66. C. M The God of Providence. 1 Sing, all ye nations ! to the Lord, Sing with a joyful noise ; With melody of sound record His honors and your joys. 2 Say to the Power that shakes the sky,— " How terrible art thou ! Sinners before thy presence fly. Or at thy feet they bow." 3 He made the ebbing channel dry, While Israel passed the flood'; There did the church begin their joy, And triumph in their God. 4 Through watery deeps and fiery ways. We march at thy command. Led to possess the promised place, By thine unerring hand. 5 Oh, bless our @od, and never cease ; Ye saints ! fulfill his praise ; He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways. 111 PSALM 66. C. M Praise to God for hearing Prayer. 1 Now shall my solemn vows be paid To that almighty Power, Who heard the long requests I made. In my distressful hour. 34 PSALMS 67, 68, 69, 70. t My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known ; Come, ye who fear my God ! and hear The wonders he has done. 3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, I sought his heavenly aid : He saved my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. 4 Had sin lain covered in my heart While prayer employed my tongue, The Lord had shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. 5 But God — his name be ever blessed — Hath set my spirit free, Nor turned from him my poor request, Nor turned his heart from me. 112 PSALM 67. C. M. Enlarge?nent of the Church. 1 Shine, mighty God, on Zion shine With beams of heavenly grace ; Reveal thy power through all our coasts, And show thy smiling face. 2 When shall thy name from shore to shore Sound all the earth abroad ; And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ? 3 Earth shall obey his high command, And yield a full increase ; Our God will crown his chosen land With fruitfulness and peace. 4 God the Redeemer scatters round His choicest favors here, While the creation's utmost bound Shall see, adore, and fear. 113 L. M. PSALM 68. GocTs Majesty. 1 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your song : His wondrous names and powers rehearse ; His honors shall enrich your verse. 2 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms ; 1 low terrible is God in arms ! ]n Israel are his mercies known, Israel is his peculiar throne. 3 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest ; 1 le's your defence, your joy, your rest : When terrors rise and nations faint, God is the strength of every saint. 114 PSALM 68. L. M. Ch risfs A scension . 1 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels filled 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 captive made, Were all in chains, like captives, led. 4 Raised by his Father to the throne, He sent the promised Spirit down, With °pfts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. 115 PSALM 69. L. M Pardon through the Sufferings of Christ. 1 Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord Behold the rising billows roll, To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love Have made the curse a blessing prove ; Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son Atoned for crimes which we had done 3 Oh, for his sake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live ; — The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 116 psalm 70. L. M Prayer for Christ's Coming. 1 O thou whose hand the kingdom sways, Whom earth, and hell, and heaven obeys ; To help thy chosen sons appear, And show thy power and glory near. 2 Oh, haste, with every gift inspired, With glory, truth, and grace attired ; Thou Star of heaven's eternal morn, Thou Sun whom beams divine adorn ! 3 Saints shall be glad before thy face. And grow in love, and truth, "and grace; Thy church shall blossom in thv sight, And yield her fruits of pure delight 4 Oh, hither, then, thy footsteps bend! Swift as a roe, from liills descend ; Mild as the Sabbath's cheerful ray, Till life unfolds eternal day PSALMS 71, 72. 35 117 psalm ;r. C. M. The aged Saint's Reflection and Hope. 1 My God ! my everlasting hope ! I live upon thy truth ! Thv hands have' held my childhood up, And strengthened all my youth. 2 Still has my life new wonders seen, Repeated every year ; Behold my days that yet remain, I trust them 'to thy care. 3 Cast me not off when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise ; And round me let thy glories shine, Whene'er thy servant dies. 4 Then, in the history of my age, When men review my days, They'll read thy love in every page, In every line — thy praise. 118 C. M. PSALM 71. Praise to the Saviour. 1 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 j Thy goodness I adore ; And, since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 Mv feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road ; And march, with courage, in thy strength, To see my Father God. 4 When I am filled with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victories of my King ! My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 119 PSALM 72. C. M. The Church's Increase. 1 O Lord, thy judgments give the King, His Son thy Righteousness. With right he shall thy people judge, Thy poor with uprightness. 2 Of corn an handful in the earth On tops of mountains high. With prosperous fruit shall shake like trees On Lebanon that be. 3 His name for ever shall endure ; Last like the sun it shall : Men shall be blessed in him, and blest All nations shall him call. 4 Now blessed be the Lord our God, The God of Israel, For he alone doth wondrous works In glory that excel. 5 And blessed be his glorious name To all eternity : The whole earth let his glory fill, Amen, so let it be ! 120 PSALM 72. 7, 6. D The Blessings of Christ's Kingdom. 1 Hail to the Lord's anointed, Great David's greater Son ! Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive tree, To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes, with succor speedy To those who suffer wrong ; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemned and dying Were precious in his sight. 3 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth. And love, and joy. like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him, on the mountains, Shall peace the herald go, And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 4 Arabia's desert-ranger To him shall bow the knee ; The Ethiopian stranger His glory come to see : With offerings of devotion, Ships from the isles shall meet. To pour the wealth of ocean In tribute at his feet. 5 Kings shall fall down before him, And gold and incense bring: All nations shall adore him ; His praise all people sing ; For he «■ hall have dominion ( )'er : iver, sea, and shore, Far as the eagle's pinion Or dove's light wing can soar. 36 PSALMS 72, 73 6 For him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end. The heavenly dew shall nourish A seed in weakness sown, Whose fruit shall spread and flourish, And shake like Lebanon. j O'er every foe victorious, He on his throne shall rest ; From age to age more glorious, All-blessing and all-biessed. The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand for ever ; His great, best name of Love ! 121 TSALM 72. L. M. Christ 's Kingdom among the Gentiles. x 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. 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. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love, with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns ; The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King ; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen ! 122 PSALM 72. The Kingdom 0/ Christ. x Great God ! whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey ; Now give the kingdom to thy Son ; Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he ^end his influence down ; His grace, on fainting souls, distills Like heavenly dew, on thirsty hills. -\ The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades ol overspreading death, I.. M. Revive at his first dawning light; And deserts blossom at the sight. 4 The saints shall flourish in his days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise; Peace, like a river, from his throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown. 123 PSALM 72. The ChurcJis Growth. L. M 1 O God, thy judgments give the king, His royal Son, thy righteousness! He to thy people right shall bring, With judgment shall thy poor redress. 2 On hill-tops sow r n a little corn Like Lebanon with fruit shall bend ; New life the city shall adorn ; She shall like grass grow and extend. 3 Long as the sun his name shall last, It shall endure through ages all ; And men shall still in him be blest, Blest all the nations shall him call. 4 Now blessed be the mighty One, Jehovah, God of Israel, For he alone hath wonders done, And deeds in glory that excel. 5 And blessed be his glorious name, Long as the ages shall endure. O'er all the earth extend his fame . Amen, amen, for evermore ! 124 PSALM 73. C. M. God the Portion of the Soul. 1 God, my supporter, and my hope, My help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair. 2 Thv counsels. Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness ; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heaven, without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me ; And while the earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint, Thou art my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. 5 Then to draw near to thee, my God. Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my Joy. PSALMS 73, 74, 75, 76, 77- 37 125 psalm 73. C. M. Fainting for God. i Oh, whom have I in heavens high But thee, O Lord, alone? And in the earth whom I desire Besides thee there is none. a My tiesh and heart do taint and fail, But God mv heart sustains ; The strength "and portion of my heart He evermore remains. 3 But surely it is good for me That I draw near to God : In God I trust, that all thy works I may declare abroad. 4 With thy good counsel while I live Thou wilt me safely guide ; And into glory afterward Receive me to abide. 125 PSALM 74. C. M. The Church in Affliction. x Will God for ever cast us off? His wrath for ever smoke Against the people of his love, — His little chosen flock ? 2 Think of the tribes, so dearly bought With their Redeemer's blood ; X<;r let thy Zion be forgot, Where once thy glory stood. 3 Oh, come to our relief in haste ; Aloud our ruin calls j See, what a wide and tearful waste Is made within thy walls. 4 And still, to heighten our distress, Thy presence is withdrawn ; Thy wonted signs of power and grace — Thy power and grace are gone. 5 No prophet speaks to calm our grief, But all in silence mourn ; Nor know the times of our relief, — The hour of thy return. 127 PSALM 75. Deliverance Acknowledged. i To thee, most high and holy God, To thee our hearts we raise ; Thy works declare thy name abroad, Thy works demand our praise. 2 Our fathers once, thy favored sons, Beheld their foes arise ; And sore oppressed by earthly thrones, They sought help from the skies. 3 'Twas then arose, with equal power, Thy vengeance and thy grace, 7 C. M. To scourge invaders from the shore, And save thy chosen race. 4 Now let oppressors sink their pride, Nor lift so high their rod, But lay their impious thoughts aside, And own the sovereign God. 128 psalm 76. C. M God's Destruction of his ancient Foes. 1 In Judah, God of old was known ; His name in Israel great ; In Salem stood his holy throne, And Zion was his seat. 2 Among the praises of his saints, His dwelling there he chose ; There he received their just complaints Against their haughty foes. 3 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God ! What haughty monarchs fell ; Who knows the terrors of thy rod i Thy vengeance who can tell ? 4 What power can stand before thy sight, When once thy wrath appears? When heaven shines round with dreadfuj light, The earth lies still and fears. 5 When God, in his own sovereign ways Comes down to save the oppressed. The wrath of man shall work his praise, And he'll restrain the rest. 129 psalm 77. C M. The E.vodus*. 1 O God, most holy is thy way In thy divine abode ; Who is so great a god of might As our almighty God ? 2 Thou art the God of wondrous deeds Performed by thy right hand ; Thou hast declared thy strength among The tribes of every land. 3 The clouds poured out abundant rain, Loud sounds tilled all the sky ; Yea, here and there on every side Thy arrows swift did fly. 4 Thy paths were in the waters great, Thy way was in the sea, Thy footsteps 'mid the deep sea waves Were only known to thee. 5 And like a flock of sheep thou di .1st Thy people safely guide By Moses' and by Aaron's han Through all the desert wide. 33 PSALMS 77, 78, 79, 80. 130 PSALM 77. 7, 6. D. Fa ith f> rev a iling over despondency . t In time of tribulation, Hear, Lord ! my feeble cries ; With humble supplication To thee my spirit flies: My heart with grief is breaking ; scarce can my voice complain : Mine eyes, with tears kept waking, Still watch and weep in vain. e The days of old, in vision, Bring vanished bliss to view : The years of lost fruition Their joys in pangs renew : Remembered songs of gladness, Through night's lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness, And stir desponding thought. 3 Hath God cast off for ever? Can time his truth impair? His tender mercy, never Shall I presume to share? Hath he his loving-kindness Shut up in endless wrath ? No : this is mine own blindness, That can not see his path. 4 I call to recollection The years of his right hand ; And, strong in his protection, Again through faith I stand. Thv deeds, O Lord, are wonder, Holy are all thy ways ; The secret place of thunder Shall utter forth thy praise. 5 a "bee, with the tribes assembled, 9 God, the billows saw ; They saw thee, and they trembled, Turned, and stood still with awe : The clouds shot hail,— they lightened ; The earth reeled to and fro j The fiery pillar brightened The gulf of gloom below. 6 Thy way is in great waters : Thy footsteps are not known : Let Adam's sons and daughters Confide in thee alone. Through the wild sea thou leddest Thy chosen flock of yore : Still on the waves thou treadest, And thy redeemed pass o'er. 131 PSALM 78. The old Story of Grace. 1 Great God, how oft did Israel prove By turns thine anger and thy love ! There in a glass our hearts may see How fickle and how false thev be. L. M. 2 The Lord consumed their years in pain, And made their travels long and vain ; A tedious march through unknown ways. Wore out their strength, and spent their days. 3 Oft, when they saw their brethren slam, They mourned, and sought the Lord again • Called him the Rock of their abode, Their high Redeemer, and their God. 4 Yet could his sovereign grace forgive The men who ne'er deserved to live ; His anger oft away he turned, Or else with gentle flame it burned. 5 He saw theii flesh was weak and frail, He saw temptations still prevail ; The God of Abraham loved them still, And led them to his holy hill. 132 bsalm 79. L. M Prayer in Peril. 1 Behold, O God, w r hat cruel foes, Thy peaceful heritage invade ; Thy holy temple stands deriled, In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Deep from the prison's horrid glooms, Oh, hear the mourning captive sigh. And let thy sovereign power reprieve The trembling souls condemned to die. 3 Let those who dared insult thy reign, Return dismayed, with endless shame, While heathen, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy justice learn thy name. 4 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honor raise, And every future age shall tell Thy sovereign power and pardoning grace 133 L. M. PSALM 80. Prayer in Declension. 1 Great Shepherd of thine Israel ! Who didst betw r een the cherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep. Safe through the desert and the deep ; — 2 Thy Church is in the desert now ; Shine from on high and guide us through ; Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 3 Hast thou not planted, with thy hand, A lovely vine in this our land ? Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dews enrich the ground? 4 I low did the Bpreading branches shoot, A ad bless the nations with the fruit I But now, () Lord ! look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree PSALMS 81, 82, 83, 84. 39 5 Return, almighty God ! return, Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 134 tsalm Si. S. M. Worship ordained of old. 1 Sing to the Lord, our Might, With holy fervor sing ; Let hearts and instruments unite To praise our heavenly King. a This is his holy house ; And this his'festal day, When he accepts the humblest vows, That we sincerely pay. 3 The Sabbath to our sires In mercy first was given ; The Church her Sabbaths still requires To speed her on to heaven. 4 We still, like them of old, Are in the wilderness ; And God is still as near his fold, To pity and to bless. 3 Then let us open wide Our hearts for him to fill ; And he, that Israel then supplied, Will help his Israel still. 135 PSALM 82. S. M. 11 The Judge 0/ all the Earth:'' 1 Among the men of might, The mighty God doth stand : He stands to order judgment right To judges of the land. 2 " How long with wrongful aid, The oppressor's cause protect? How long, by gift and favor swayed, The wicked man respect ? " 3 They will not understand ; In darkness on they go : Quake all the pillars of the land ; They totter to and fro. 4 O God, assert thy might, Pronounce thy just decree ; The heritage of earth bv right Belongs, O Lord, to thee. "36 psalm 83. S. M. 14 Thy hidden ones." And will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep? The Cxod of justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep ? 2 Behold what cruel snares The men of mischief spread ; The men that hate thy saints and thee, Lift up their threatening head. 3 Against thy hidden ones, Their counsels they employ ; And malice, with her watchful eye, Pursues them to destroy. 4 Awake, almighty God, And call thy power to mind ; Make them to bow before thy will, And let them pardon find. 5 Then shall the nations know Thy glorious, dreadful word ; Jehovah is thy name alone, And thou the sovereign Lord. 137 PSALM S_L C. M. iV How lovely is the place" 1 My soul, how lovely is the place, To which thy God resorts ! 'Tis heaven to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts. 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays ; And light breaks in upon our eyes, With kind and quickening rays. 3 With his rich gifts, the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place ; While Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace. 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy wi'll ; And still we seek thy mercy there, And sing thy praises still. 138 PSALM 84. Gocfs House. 1 How lovely is thy dwelling-place, O Lord of hosts, to me ! The tabernacles of thy grace How pleasant, Lord, they be ! 2 My thirsty soul longs veh'mently, Yea faints, thy courts to see : My very heart and ilesh cry out, O living God, for thee. 3 Lord God of hosts, hear thou my prayer; O Jacob's God, give ear : See, God, our shield ; look on the face Of thy Anointed dear. 4 For in thy courts one day excels A thousand ; rather in Mv God's house will I keep a door, Than dwell in tents of sip C. M. 40 PSALM 84. 5 For God the Lord 's a sun and shield : He'll grace and glory give • And no good thing will he withhold From them that justly live. 6 O thou that art the Lord of hosts ! That man is truly blest, Who with unshaken confidence On thee alone doth rest. 139 PSALM 84. C. M. Delight in Worship. 1 How lovely are thy dwellings fair, O Lord of hosts ! how clear The pleasant tabernacles are, Where thou dost dwell so near ! 2 Mv soul doth long and almost die Thy courts, O Lord ! to see ; My heart and flesh aloud do cry, living God ! for thee. 3 Happy, who in thy house reside, Where thee they ever praise ; Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways. 4 They journey on from strength to strength, With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length In Zion do appear. 140 PSALM 84. 7. D. M Thine Altars^ my God." 1 Pleasant are thy courts above, In the land of light and love ; Pleasant are thy courts below, In this land of sin and woe. Oh, my spirit longs and faints For the converse of thy saints, For the brightness of thy face, For thy fullness, God of grace ! 2 Happy birds that sing and fly Round thy altars, O Most High! Happier souls that find a rest In their Heavenly Father's breast! Like the wandering dove that found No repose on earth around, They can to their ark repair, And enjoy it ever there. j Happy souls ! their praises flow, Even in this vale of woe ; Waters in the desert rise, Manna feeds them from the skies; On they go from strength to strength, Till they reach thy throne at length ; At thy feet adoring fall, Who hast led them safe through all. 4 Lord, be mine this prize to win, Guide me through this world of sin ; Keep me by thy saving grace, Give me at thy side a place ; Sun and Shield alike thou art, Guide and guard my erring heart ; Grace and <^lory tiow from thee, Shed, oh, shed them, Lord, on me. 141 PSALM 84. 7 Delights of public Worship. 1 Lord of Hosts, how lovely fair, Ev'n on earth thy temples are ; Here thy waiting people see Much of heaven, and much of thee. 2 From thy gracious presence flows Bliss that softens all our woes ; While thy Spirit's holy fire Warms our hearts with pure desire. 3 Here we supplicate thy throne, Here thou mak'st thy glories known ; Here we learn thy righteous ways, Taste thy love and sing thy praise. 4 Thus with sacred songs of joy, We our happy lives employ ; Love, and long to love thee more, Till from earth to heaven we soar. 142 PSALM 84. H. M. Divine Worship. 1 Lord of the worlds above ! How pleasant, and how fair. The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are ! To thine abode my heart aspires, With warm desires to see my God. 2 Oh, happy souls who pray, Where God appoints to hear ! Oh, happy men who pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still • and happy they, Who love the way to Zion's hilf. 3 They go from strength to strength, Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears ; Oh, glorious seat, when God, our King, Shall thither bring our willing feet! 143 PSALM 84. Joy in God's House. 1 To spend one sacred day, Wnere 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 courta. H. M. PSALMS 84, 85. 41 God is our sun and shield, Our light and our defence ; With girts his hands are filled, We draw our blessings thence ; He shall bestow, on Jacob's race, Peculiar grace and glory too. 3 The Lord his people loves ; Kis hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From pure and pious souls : Thrice happy he, O God of hosts! Whose spirit trusts alone in thee. 144 PSALM 84. II. M. Longing for God's House. 1 How lovelv and how fair, O Lord of hosts ! to me Thy tabernacles are ! M v flesh cries out for thee ; My heart and soul, with heavenward fire, To thee, the living God, aspire. 2 Lord God of hosts ! give ear, A gracious answer yield ; O God of Jacob ! hear: Behold ! O God, our shield ! Look on thine own anointed One, And save through thy beloved Son. 3 Lord ! I would rather stand A keeper at thy gate, Than at the king's right hand, In tents of worldly state ; One day within thy courts — one day Is worth a thousand cast away. 4 God is a sun of light, Glory and grace to shed : God is a shield of might, To guard the faithful head ; O Lord of hosts ! how happy he, — The man who puts his trust in thee. 145 PSALM 84. L. M. The Pleasures 0/ public Worship. 1 How pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts ! thy dwellings are ! With long desire my spirit faints, To meet the assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God • My God ! my King ! why should I be So far from all my joys, and thee ? 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty ; Thy brighter gioncs shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls, who find a place Within the temple of thy grace ; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 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. 146 L. M PSALM 84. Divine Worship. 1 Great God ! attend, while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs ; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirtn. 2 Might I enjo> ihe 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 the assaults of hell and sin, From foes without, and foes within. 4 All needful grace will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory, too ; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heaven obey, Display thy grace, exert thy power, Till all on earth thy name adore ! 147 L. M PSALM 85. Salvation by Christ. 1 Salvation is for ever nigh The souls that fear and trust the Lord ; And grace, descending from on high, Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, Since Christ, the Lord, came down fr 303 heaven ; By his obedience so complete Justice is pleased, and peace is given. 3 Now truth and honor shall abound, Religion dwell on earth again, And heavenly influence bless the ground In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 4 His righteousness is gone before, To give us tree access to God ; Oui wandering feet shall stray no more. But mark his steps and keep the road. 42 PSALMS 86, 87, 83, 89, 90. 148 psalm 86. L. M. Prayer in Trouble. 1 Thy listening ear, O Lord, incline : Hear rae, my God, distressed and weak ! Preserve my soul, for I am thine ; Oh, save me, for thine aid I seek ! 2 To thee ascend my daily cries : Hear, Lord, in mercy hear my voice ! To thee my soul for comfort flies, Oh, bid thy servant's soul rejoice. 3 'Tis thine in goodness to abound ; 'Tis thine to pity and forgive ; 'Tis thine to heal the bleeding wound, And grant the plaintive soul to live. 4 Hear, O Jehovah, when I pray ! Attend my voice, my suppliant cry ! 1 call thee in affliction s day, For thou wilt listen, thou reply. 5 And thee my heart shall still extol, Thy goodness chant, thy praises tell : For large thy love ; and thou my soul Hast rescued from the lowest hell. 149 PSALM 87. L. M. The Birth-Place of the Saints. 1 God, in his earthly temple, lays Foundation for his heavenly praise ; He likes the tents of Jacob well ; But still in Zion loves to dwell. a His mercy visits every house, That pay their night and morning vows, Hut makes a more delightful stay, Where churches meet to praise and pray. 3 What glories were described of old ! What wonders are of Zion told ! Thou city of our God below ! Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, Shall there begin their lives anew ; Angels and men shall join to sing The hill where living waters spring. 5 When God makes up his last account Of natives in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honor to appear, As one new-born, or nourished there. 150 PSALM 83. L. M. The Resurrection. 1 Shall man, O God of life and light ! For ever moulder in the grave: < ansl thou forget thy glorious work, Thy promise, and thy power to save? 2 Cease, cease, ye vain, desponding fears! When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 3 Faith sees the bright eternal doors Unfold to make her children way ; They shall be clothed with endless life, And shine in everlasting day. 4 The trump shall sound, the dead shall wake, From the cold tomb the slumberers spring , Through heaven, with .joy, their myriads rise And hail their Saviour and their King ! 151 PSALM S9. C. M. God's Mercies. 1 The mercies of my God and King My tongue shall still pursue : Oh, happy they who, while they sing Those mercies, share them too ! 2 As bright and lasting as the sun, As lofty as the sky, From age to age, thy word shall run. And chance and change defy. 3 The covenant of the King of kings Shall stand for ever sure ; Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy saints repose secure. 4 Thine is the earth, and thine the skies, Created at thy will : The waves at thy command arise, At thy command are still. 5 In earth below, in heaven above, Who, who is Lord like thee ? Oh, spread the gospel of thy love, Till all thy glories see ! 152 PSALM 90. C. M. " Our God in ages past." 1 O God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 2 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Hears all its sons away ; They fly forgotten, as u'dreara Dies at the opening day. 4 Our God, our help in iges past, Our hope for years to come. Be Lhou <>ur guard while troubles last. And our eternal home. PSALMS 90, 91, 92. 43 153 psalm 90. C. M. "So number our days." 1 Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place In generations all. Before thou ever hadst brought forth The mountains great or small ; a Ere ever thou hadst formed the earth, And all the world abroad ; Ev'n thou from everlasting art To everlasting God. 3 All our iniquities thou dost Before thy presence place ; Our secret sins dost set before The brightness of thy face. 4 Who knows the power of thy wrath? According to thy fear So is thy wrath. Lord, teach thou us Our end in mind to bear ; — 5 And so to count our days, that we Our hearts may still apply To learn thy wisdom and thy truth, That we may live thereby. 154 L. M. FSALM 90. God's Eternity. 1 Through every age, eternal God ! Thou art our Rest, our safe Abode ; High was thy throne, ere heaven was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Long hadst thou reigned, ere time began, Or (lust was fashioned into man ; And long thy kingdom shall endure, When earth'and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity ; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord ! was just, ik Return, ye sinners ! to your dust." \ Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away ; our life s a dream ; An empty tale ; a morning flower, Cut down, and withered in an hour. 5 Teach us, O Lord ! how frail is man ; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till a wise care of piety Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. 155 psalm 91. L. M. Divine Protection amid Dangers. i He that hath made his refuge God, Shall find a most secure abode ; Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there, at night, shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say,— 11 My God ! thy power Shall be my fortress and my tower ; I, who am formed of feeble dust, Make thine almighty arm my trust." 3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare ; — Satan, the fowler, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire ; God is thy life, — his wings are spread, To shield thee with a healthful shade. 5 If vapors, with malignant breath, Rise thick and scatter midnight death, Israel is safe ; the poisoned air Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. 156 PSALM 92. L. M. The church is the garden 0/ God. 1 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, Blest with thine influence from above j Not Lebanon, with all its trees, Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; Nature decays, but grace must thrive : Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 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. 157 psalm 92. L. M. Divine Worship. 1 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 at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; No mortal care shall seize my breast ; Oh, may my heart in tune be found, Like David's heart 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 Lord, I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh supp ies of joy are shea, Like holy od to cheer my head 44 PSALMS 93, 94, 95, 96, 97. 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below ; And every power rind sweet employ, In that eternal world of joy. 158 psalm 93. L. M. The eternal and sovereign God. Jehovah reigns ; he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might ; The world, created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands. t But, ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, — Thyself, the ever-living God. 3 Like floods, the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies : Vain floods, that aim their rage so high ! — At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure, Thy promise stands for ever sure ; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 159 L. M, PSALM 94. God's Omniscience. 1 Can guilty man, indeed, believe That he, who made and knows the heart, Shall not the oppressor's crimes perceive, Nor take his injured servant's part? 3 Shall he who, with transcendent skill, Fashioned the eye and formed the ear ; Who modeled nature to his will, Shall he not see ? Shall he not hear ? 3 Shall he, who framed the human mind, And bade its kindling spark to glow, Who all its varied powers combined, O mortal, say — snail he not know ? 4 Vain hope ! his eye at once surveys Whatever fills creation's space ; He sees our thoughts, and marks our ways, He knows no bounds of time and place. 5 Surrounded by his saints, the Lord Shall armed with holy vengeance came ; To each his final lot award, Ana seal the sinner's fearful doom. 160 psalm 95. C. M. 41 The Rock 0/ our Salvation.'''' 1 Oh, come, let us. in songs to God, Our cheerful voices raise, In joyful shouts let us Lhe Rock Of our salvation praise. 2 Let us before his presence come With praise and thankful voice ; Let us sing psalms to him with grace, And make a joyful noise. j For God, a great God, and great King, Above all gods he is. Depths of the earth are in his hand. The strength of hills is his. 4 To him the spacious sea belongs, For he the same did make ; The dry land also from his hands Its form at first did take. 5 Oh, come, and let us worship him Let us bow down withal, And on our knees before the Lord Our Maker let us fall. 161 PSALM 96. C. M Christ's Coining. 1 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Ye tribes of every tongue ; His new-discovered grace demands A new and nobler song. 2 Say to the nations Jesus reigns, God's own almighty Son ; His power the sinking world sustains, And grace surrounds his throne. 3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day j Joy through the earth be seen ; Let cities shine in bright array, And fields in cheerful green. 4 Let an unusual joy surprise The islands of the sea ; Ye mountains, sink : ye valleys, rise \ Prepare the Lord his way. 5 Behold, he comes ; he comes to bless The nations, as their God, To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. 162 psalm 97. CM The Reign of Christ. » Ye isles and shores of every sea ! Rejoice— the Saviour reigns: His word, like fire, prepares his way, And mountains melt to plains. 2 Adoring angels, at his birth, Make the Redeemer known ; Thus shall he come to judge the earth, And angels guard his throne. 3 His foes shall tremble at his sight, And hills and seas retire ; His children take their upward flight, Ami leave the world on tire. PSALMS 9S, 99, ioo. 45 4 The seeds of joy and glory, sown For saints in darkness here, Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown, And a rich harvest bear. 163 PSALM gS. C. M. The joyful Reign of Christ. i Joy to the world,— the Lord is come ; Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. a 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 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. 164 C. M. psalm gS. A Neiv Song. i Oh, sing a new song to the Lord, For wonders he hath done ; His right hand and his holy arm Him victory hath won. 2 The great salvation wrought by him, Jehovah hath made known ; His justice in the heathen's sight He openly hath shown. 3 He mindful of his grace and truth To Israel's house hath been : The great salvation of our God All ends of earth have seen. 4 Let all the earth unto the Lord Send forth a joyful noise ; Lift up your voice aloud to him, Sing praises and rejoice. 3 With harp, with harp, and voice of psalms, Unto JEHOVAH sing: With trumpets, cornets, gladly sound Before the Lord the King. 165 PSALM 99. C. M, The Majesty 0/ Christ. 1 The Lord Jehovah reigns alone ; Let all the nations fear > Let sinners tremble at his throne ; And saints be humble there. 2 Jesus is crowned at his right hand, Let earth adore its Lord : Bright cherubs his attendants stand, And swift fulfill his word. 3 In Zion is his rightful throne, His honors are divine ; His church shall make his wonders known, For there his glories shine. 4 How great and holy is his name ! How terrible his praise ! Justice, and truth, and judgment join, In all his works of grace. 5 Come, let us seek the Lord our God, And worship at his feet ; His ways are wisdom, power and trutn, And mercy is his seat. 166 L. M. PSALM IOO. The sovereign Jehovah. 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations ! bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone : He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay, and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care, — Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we reai , Almighty Maker ! to thy name ? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs j High as the heavens our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity, thy love ; Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 167 PSALM IOO. I.. M God^s Supremacy. 1 All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice. Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell. Come ye before him and rejoice. 2 Know that the Lord is God indeed ; Without our aid he did us make : We are his flock, he doth us feed. And for his sheep he doth us take. 3 Oh, enter then his gates with praise, Approach with joy his courts unto: Praise, laud, and bless his name alwayi For it is seemly so '.;> do. 46 PSALMS 101, 102, 103. 4 For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure ; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure. 168 PSALM IOI. L. M. The Magistrates Song. 1 Mercy and judgment are my song ; And, since they both to thee belong, My gracious God ! my righteous King! To thee my songs and vows I bring. z I will not set mine eyes to wrong, Reproach shall not to me belong ; The faithful in my sight shall be ; The true shall dwell in peace with me. 3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, And let my God with me reside : No wicked thing shall dwell with me, Which may provoke thy jealousy. 4 Deceivers will I turn away, Nor in my house shall liars stay ; The wicked will I thus reward, And clear the city of the Lord. 5 O Lord ! to thee my praise I bring, Of mercy and of judgment sing ; In wisdom will 1 walk at home. When wilt thou to my dwelling come ? 169 PSALM 102. C. M. Zion restored. \ Let Zion and her sons rejoice — Behold the promised hour ! Her God hath heard her mourning voice, And comes to exalt his power. 2 Her dust and ruins that remain Are precious in our eyes ; Those ruins shall be built again, And all that dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there : Nations shall bow before his name, And kings attend with fear. 4 Ue sits a sovereign on his throne, With pity in his eyes ; He hears the dying prisoners' groan, And sees their Signs arise. 5 lie frees the souls condemned to death. Nor. when his saints complain, Shall it be said that praying In eath Was ever spent in vam. 170 psalm 102. C. M. Chris? 's Coming. 1 Thou shalt arise, and mercy have Upon thy Zion yet ; The time to favor her is come, The time that thou hast set. 2 For in her rubbish and her stones Thy servants pleasure take ; Yea, they the very dust thereof Do favor for her sake. 3 So shall the heathen people fear The Lord's most holy name : And all the kings on earth shall fxead Thy glory and thy fame. 4 When Zion by the mighty Lord Built up again shall be, In glory then and majesty To m'en appear shall he. 171 PSALM 103. C. II. Th a n ksgiv ing. 1 O Thou my soul, bless God the Lord : And all that in me is Be stirred up, his holy name To magnify and bless. 2 Bless, O my soul, the Lord thy God ! And not forgetful be Of all his gracious benefits He hath bestowed on thee. 3 All thine iniquities who doth Most graciously forgive : Who thy diseases all and pains Doth heal, and thee relieve. 4 Who doth redeem thy life, that thou To death mayst not go down ; Who thee with loving-kindness doth And tender mercies crown :— 5 Oh, bless the Lord, all ye his works, Wherewith the world is stored In his dominions everywhere ! My soul, bless thouthe Lord ! 172 PSALM 103. S. ML Grateful Acknowledgment* 1 On, bless the Lord, my soul ! Let ail within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favoi s are divine. 2 Oh, bless the Lord, niv soul ! Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in tinthankfulness, And without praises die. PSALMS 103, 104. 47 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins; 'Tis he relieves thy pain ; 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave ; He, who redeemed my soul trorn hell, Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good ; He gives the sufferers rest : The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for the oppressed. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known ; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. 173 psalm 103. S. M il God iv ill not always chide " 1 My soul, repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide ; And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 174 - PSALM IO3. The Lord's Pity. 1 The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel t He knows our feeble frame.' 2 He knows we are but dust, Scattered with every breath ; His aimer, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. 3 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower : If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field It withers in an hour. 4 But thy compassions. Lord, To endless vears endure ; Anil children s children ever rind Thy words of promise sure. S. M. 175 psalm 103. L. M. The Goodness attd Mercy of God. t Bless, O my soul ! the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; Let all the powers, within me, join In work and worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul ! the God of grace ; His favors claim thy highest praise : Why should the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot? 3 'Tis he, my soul ! who sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done : He owns the ransom, and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. 4 Let the whole earth his power confess, Let the whole earth adore his grace ; The Gentiie with the Jew shall join In work and worship so divine. 176 psalm 103. L. M. The abounding compassion 0/ God. 1 The Lord, how wondrous are his ways ! How firm his truth, how large his grace! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread, The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his wrath arise ! On swifter wings salvation flies ; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 5 Amid his wrath compassion shines ; His strokes are lighter than our sins ; And while his rod corrects his saints. His ear indulges their complaints. 177 PSALM 104. God the Creator. 1 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord, All nature rests upon thv word ; And the whole race of creatures stand Waiting their portion from thy hand. 2 But when thy face is hid they mourn, And, dying, to their dust return ; Both man and beast their soul- Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. L. M. 4 8 PSALMS 105, 106, 107, 3 Yet thou canst breathe on dust again, And till the world with beasts and men ; A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 4 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke ; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 5 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet ; Thy praises shall my breath employ, Till it expire in endless joy. 178 L. M. tsalm 105. 11 Give thanks to God." 1 Give thanks to God, invoke his name, In lofty psalms exalt his praise ; His deeds through the whole world proclaim, And talk of all his works and ways. 2 Ye who have made the Lord your choice, Recall to mind his works of love ; Recount his wonders, and rejoice In him who lives and reigns above. 3 Jehovah is our God aione, His words to endless years endure : His judgments through the earth are known, His covenant shall stand secure. 4 For Zion's Lord is true and just, And he will crown with sure success The patient souls, who in him trust And rest upon his faithfulness. 5 Exalt the glory of his name ; His saving strength betimes implore ; Let heart and lip declare his fame — And seek his presence evermore. 179 PSALM 106. L. M. God praised for his Goodness and Mercy. 1 Oh, render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Has stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast, but numberless ? What mortal eloquence can raise Ilis tribute of immortal praise. 1 ' 3 Extend to me that favor, Lord ! Thou to tliv chosen dost afford ; When thou returnest to set thein free, Let thy salvation visit me. 4 Oh, render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Has stood, and shall for ever last. 180 psalm 107. L. M. Israel led to Canaan and Christians to Heaven. 1 Give thanks to God — he reigns above ; Kind are his thoughts, his name is love ; His mercy ages past have known, And ages long to come shall own. 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord The wonders of his grace record ; Israel, the nation whom he chose, And rescued from their mighty foes. 3 So when our first release we gain From sin's own yoke, and Satan's chain, We have this desert world to pass, — A dangerous and a tiresome place. 4 He feeds and clothes us all the way, He guides our footsteps, lest we stray ; He guards us with a powerful hand, And brings us to the heavenly land. 5 Oh, let us, then, with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord ; How great his works — how kind his way*! Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 181 PSALM 107. 7- Prayer for Divine Guidance. 1 Thank and praise Jehovah's name ; For his mercies firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure. 2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice, Gathered out of every land, As the people of his choice. Plucked from the destroyer's hand. 3 In the wilderness astray, Hither, thither, while they roam, Hungry, fainting by the way, Far from refuge, shelter, home, — 4 Then unto the Lord they cry ; He inclines a gracious ear, Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear. 5 To a pleasant land he brings, Where the vine and olive grow, Where from flowery hills the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. 6 Oh, that men would praise the Lord h'o- his goodness to their race ; For the wonders of his word, And the riches of his grace. PSALMS 107, 10S, 109, no, in. 49 182 psalm 107. 7. D. The Dangers 0/ the Ocean. 1 They who toil upon the deep. And, in vessels light and trail, O'er the mighty waters sweep, With the billow and the gale, Mark what wonders God performs,— When he speaks, and, unconiined, Rush to battle all his storms, In the chariots of the wind. « Up to heaven their bark is whirled, On the mountain of the wave ; Down as suddenly 'tis hurled To the abysses of the grave: To and fro they reel — they roll, As intoxicate with wine • Terrors paralyze their soul, Helm they quit, and hope resign. 3 Then unto the Lord they cry ; He inclines a gracious ear. Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear ; Oh, that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race ; For the wonders of his word, And the riches of his grace. 183 PSALM IOS. C. M. A 77i orn ing So ng. 1 Awake, my soul, to sound hi? praise, Awake my harp to sing ; Join all my powers the song to raise, And morning incense bring. 2 Among the people of his care, And through the nations round, Glad songs of praise will I prepare, And there his name resound. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the starry train ; Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad, And teach the world thy reign. 4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, And throng thy courts above ; While sinners hear thy pardoning voice, And taste redeeming love. 184 PSALM 109. C. M. The Exa77if>le of CJn-ist. 1 God of my mercy and my praise ! Thy glory is my song ; Thoueh sinners speak against thy grace With a blaspheming tongue. • When, in the form of mortal man, Thy Sou on earth was found, With cruel slanders, false and vain. They compassed him around. 3 Their miseries his compassion move, Their peace he still pursued ; They render hatred for his love And evil for his good. 4 Their malice raged without a cause ; Vet, with his dying breath, He prayed for murderers on his cross, And blessed his foes in death. 5 Lord ! shall thy bright example shin© In vain before my eyes? Give me a soul a-k'in to thine, To love mine enemies. 6 The Lord shall on my side engage, And, in my Saviour's name, I shall defeat their pride and rage, Who slander and condemn. 185 PSALM I IO. C. M. Chrisfs Kingdo77i a7id Priesthood. 1 Jesus, our Lord ! ascend thy throne, And near thy Father sit : In Zion shall thy power be known, And make thy foes submit. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The numerous drops of morning dew, And own thy sovereign grace. 3 God hath pronounced a firm decree, Nor changes what he swore : — " Eternal shall thy priesthood be, When Aaron is no more." 4 Jesus, our priest, for ever lives, To plead for us above ; Jesus, our king, tor ever 2'ves The blessings of his love.. 186 PSALM III. M Great is the Lord." 1 Great is the Lord : his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food ; And, ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer came To seal his covenant sure ; Holy and reverend is his name, His ways are just and pure. C. M 5o PSALMS 112, 113, 114, 115. 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin ; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating every sin. 137 PSALM 112. C. M. Liberality rewarded. j Happv is he who fears the Lord, And follows his commands ; Who lends the poor without reward, Or gives with liberal hands. 3 As pity dwells within his breast, To all the sons of need, So God shall answer his request, With blessings on his seed. 3 In times of danger and distress, Some beams of light shall shine To show the world his righteousness, And give him peace divine. 4 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord • Honor on earth, and joys above, Shall be his sure reward. 188 PSALM II3. 7 Hallelujah. t Hallelujah ! raise, oh, raise To our God the song of praise : All his servants join to sing God our Saviour and our King. 2 Blessed be for evermore That dread name which we adore : Round the world his praise be sung, Through all lands, in every tongue. 3 O'er all nations God alone. Higher than the heavens his throne ; Who is like to God most high, Infinite in majesty ? 4 Yet to view the heavens he bends ; Yea, to earth he condescends ; Passing by the rich and great, For the low and desolate. 5 He can raise the poor to stand With the princes of the land ; Wealth upon the needy shower ; Set the meanest high in power. 6 He the broken spirit cheers ; Turns to joy the mourner's tears ; Such the wonders of his ways ; Praise his name— for ever praise. 189 psalm 113. L. M Praise for God's Condescension. x Servants of God ! in joyful lays, Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; His glorious name let all adore, From age to age, for evermore. 2 Blest be that name, supremely blest, From the sun's rising to its rest : Above the heavens his power is known ; Through all the earth his goodness shown. 3 Who is like God? — so great, so high, He bows himself to view the sky ; And yet, with condescending grace, Looks down upon the human race. 4 He hears the uncomplaining moan, Of those who sit and weep alone ; He lifts the mourner from the dust, And saves the poor in him who trust. 5 Servants of God ! in joyful lays., Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; His saving name let all adore, From age to age, for evermore. 190 PSALM 114. I.. M Miracles attending Israel's Journey. 1 When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand, Left the proud tyrant and his land, The tribes, with cheerful homage, own Their King, — and Judah was his throne. 2 Across the deep their journey lay ; The deep divides to make them way : Jordan beheld their march, and fled, With backward current to his head. 3 What power could make the deep divide- Make Jordan backward roll his tide? Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 4 Let every mountain, every flood Retire and know the approaching God, The King of Israel : see him here ; Tremble, thou earth ; adore and fear. 5 He thunders, and all nature mourns, The rock to standing pools he turns ; Flints spring with fountains at his word, And fires and seas confess the Lord. 191 psalm 115. L M The true God ; our hope and trust. 1 Not to ourselves, who are but dust, Not to ourselves is glory due ; Eternal God ! thou only just, Thou only gracious, wise and true ! 2 The God we serve maintains his throne, Above the clouds, beyond the skies: Thro/igh all the earth his will is done : He knows our groans, he hears our cries. PSALMS 116, n 7 , n 8, 119. 51 3 O Israel ! make the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest ; The Lord shall build thy ruins up. And bless the people and the priest. 4 The dead no more can speak thy praise, They dwell in silence and the grave ; Hut we shall live to sing thy grace. And tell the world thy power to save. 192 PSALM Il6. C M. Personal Consecration. 1 What shall I render to my God, For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints that fill thine house, My offering shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perforin the vows, My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight ! How precious is their blood ! 4 How happy all thy servants are ! How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 193 C. M. PSALM Il6. 4W Return unto thy rest. 1 '' 1 God merciful and righteous is, Yea, gracious is our Lord. God saves the meek ; I was brought low, He did me help afford. 3 O thou my soul ! do thou return Unto thy quiet rest ; For largely, lo, the Lord to thee His bounty hath expressed. 3 For my distressed soul from death Delivered was by thee ; Thou didst my mourning eyes from tears, My feet from falling, free. 4 I'll of salvation take the cup, On God's name will I call ; I'll pay my vows now to the Lord Before his people all. 194 psalm 117. C. M. Praise to God from all Nations. \ O all ye nations ! praise the Lord, Bach with a different tongue ; In every language learn his word, And let his name be sung. • 2 His mercy reigns through every land,— Proclaim his grace abroad ; For ever firm his truth shall stand, — Praise ye the faithful God. 195 PSALM 11^. C. M. Christ, the Foundation 0/ his Church. 1 Behold the sure foundation-stone, Which God, in Zion lays To build our heavenly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear ; And saints adore his name : They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain ; Vet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood ? Yet must the building rise : 'Tis thine own work, almighty God ! And wondrous in our eyes. 196 PSALM IlS. The Lord's Day. C. M. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made ; He calls the hours his own : Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Son ; Help us, O Lord ; descend, and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord who comes to men With messages of grace ; Who comes, in God his Father's name. To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ; The highest heavens, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. 197 PSALM Iig. The Blessing 0/ Obedience, Blessed are they that undefiled And straight are in the way ; Who in the Lord's most holy law Do walk, and do not stray* CM. 52 PSALM 119. 2 Blessed are they who to observe His statutes are inclined ; And who do seek the living God With their whole heart and mind. 3 Such in his ways do walk, and they Do no iniquity. Thou hast commanded us to keep Thy precepts carefully. 4 Oh, that thy statutes to observe Thou wouldst my ways direct ! Then shall I not be shamed when I Thy precepts all respect. 5 Then, with integrity of heart, Thee will I praise and bless, When I the judgments all have learned Of thy pure righteousness. 198 PSALM 119. C. M. Sincerity and Obedience. x Thou art my portion, O my God ! Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste to obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 The testimonies of thy grace I set before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 Now I am thine, — for ever thine ; Oh, save thy servant, Lord ! Thou art my shield, rny hiding-place, My hope is in thy word. 199 PSALM 119. The Word quickens. 1 My soul lies cleaving to the dust ; Lord, give me life divine ; From vain desires and every lust, Turn off these eyes of mine. 2 I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in thy way, Lest I should loiter in my race Or turn my feet astray. 3 Are not thv mercies sovereign still, And thou a faithful God ? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heavenly road ? 4 Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face ? And yet how slow my spirits move Without enlivening grace ! C. M. 5 Then shall I love thy gospei more. And ne'er forget thy word. When I have felt its quickening power To draw me near the Lord. 200 PSALM 119. C. M. The Holy Law. 1 Oh, how I love thy holy law ! 'Tis daily my delight ; And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 How doth thy word my heart engage . How well employ my tongue ! And in my tiresome pilgrimage Yields me a heavenly song. 3 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast : Not hone}' - dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 4 No treasures so enrich the mind. Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well-refined, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 5 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. 201 PSALM II9. C. If. Co))ifort from the Bible. 1 Lord ! I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage ; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I'll read the histories of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight. While through the promises I rove, With ever-fresh delight. 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise ; Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies : — 4 The best relief that mourners have ; It makes our sorrows blest : — Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. 202 psalm 119. The Book 0/ books. 1 How precious is the book divine, By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, 'IY> guide our souls to heaven. C. M PSALMS 119, 120, 121. 53 2 O'er all the strait and narrow way Its radiant beams are cast ; A light whose never weary ray Grows brightest at the last. 3 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, In this dark vale of tears ; Lire, light, and joy it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 4 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way. Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. 203 PSALM II9. Keep in g God's Statutes. 1 Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still : Oh, that mv God would grant me grace To know' and do his will. 2 Oh. send thy Spirit down, to write Thy law upon my heart ; N r let mv tongue "indulge deceit, Or act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; Let no corrupt design, Nor covetous desires, arise Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord ! But keep my conscience clear. 5 Make me to walk in thy commands — Tis a delightful road'; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God. CM. I 5 Upon thy statutes my delight Shall constantly be set : And, bv thy grace, I never will Thy holy word forget. 205 ILM 119. C. M. Instruction from the Scriptures. 1 How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin? Thy word the choicest rules imparts To keep the 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, That guides us all the day ; And, through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 4 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; I hate the sinner's road ; I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God ! 5 Thy word is everlasting truth ; How pure is every page ! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. 204 PSALM II9. Youthful Piety. 1 Bv what means shall a young man learn His way to purity ? If he according to thy word Thereto attentive be. 2 Unfeignedly thee have I sought With all my soul and heart: Oh. let me not from the right path Of thy commands depart. 3 Thv word I in mv heart have hid, That I offend not thee. O Lord, thou ever blessed art, Thy statutes teach thou me. 4 The judgments of thy mouth each one My lips declared have : More joy thv testimonies' way Than riches all me gave. C. M. 206 C. M PSALM 120. Co mp la in t of St r ife . 1 Thou God of love, thou ever-blest ! Pity my suffering state ; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit? 2 Oh, might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell ! 3 Peace is the blessing that I seek ; How lovely are its charms ! I am for peace, — but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 4 Should burning arrows smite them through, Strict justice would approve ; But I would rather spare mv foe, And melt his heart with love. 207 PSALM 121. Constant Preservation. 1 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes : There all mv hopes are laid : The Lord that built the earth and skies Is my perpetual aid. C. M 54 PSALMS 121, 122. a Their steadfast feet shall never fall Whom he designs to keep : His ear attends the softest call, His eyes can never sleep. 3 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure ; Thy keeper is the Lord : His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 4 No scorching sun, nor sickly moon, Shall have his leave to smite ; He shields thy head from burning noon, From blasting damps at night. 5 He guards thy soul, he keeps thy breath Where thickest dangers come: Go and return, secure from deatn, Till God commands thee home. 208 PSALM 121. C. M. Looking to God. i I to the hills will lift mine eyes, From whence doth come mine aid. Mv safety cometh from the Lord, Who heaven and earth hath made. 2 Thy foot he'll not let slide, nor will He slumber that thee keeps. Behold, he that keeps Israel, He slumbers not, nor sleeps. 3 The Lord shall keep thy soul ; he shall Preserve thee from all ill. Henceforth thy going out and in God keep for ever will. 209 PSALM 122. C. M. Going to C/i u rck . i How did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, — 11 In Zion let us all appear. And keep the solemn day." a I love her gates, I love the road ; The church, adorned 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 iiis awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant gn< With holy gifts and heavenly grace, He 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. 210 PSALM 122. Sabbath Service. i With joy we hail the sacred day Which God hath called his own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at his throne. 2 Thv chosen temple. Lord, how fair! Where willing votaries throng To breathe the humble, fervent prayei. And pour the choral song. 3 Spirit of grace ! oh, deign to dwell Within thy church below ; Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow. 4 Let peace within her walls be found , Let all her sons unite. To spread with grateful zeal around Her clear and shining light. 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day Which thou hast called thine own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at thy throne. C. M 211 PSALM 122. S. T. M. Going to Church. i How pleased and blessed was I, To hear the people cry, — 11 Come, let us seek our God to-day ! " Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We haste to Zion's hill. And there our vows and honors pay 2 Zion ! thrice happy place, Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round ; In thee our tribes appear To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 May peace attend thv gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest : The man who seeks thv peace, And wishes thine increase — A thousand blessings on him rest ! 4 Mv tongue repeats her vows : — " Peace to this sacred house ! " K<>r here mv friends and kindred dwell: And, since my glorioU8 God Makes thee his blest abode. My soul shall ever love thee well. PSALMS 123, 124, 125, 120. 55 212 psalm 123. C. M. Pleading ivith Submission. 1 O Thou, whose grace and justice reign, Enthroned above the skies, To thee our hearts would tell their pain, To thee we lilt our eyes. 2 As servants watch their master's hand, And fear the angry stroke ; Or maids before their mistress stand, And wait a peaceful look ; — 3 So, for our sins we justly feel Thy discipline, O God ! Yet wait the gracious moment still, Till thou remove thy rod. 4 Our foes insult us, but our hope In thy compassion lies ; This thought shall bear our spirits up, That God will not despise. 213 PSALM 124. C. M. Victory from God. 1 Had not the God of truth and love, When hosts against us rose, Displayed his vengeance from above, And crushed the conquering foes ;— e Their armies like a raging flood, Had swept the guardless land, Destroyed on earth his blest abode, And whelmed our feeble band. 3 And now our souls shall bless the Lord, Who broke the deadly snare ; Who saved us from the murdering sword, And made our lives his care. 4 Our help is in Jehovah's name, Who formed the heavens above ; He that supports their wondrous frame, Can guard his church by love. 214 psalm 125. 7. b. 11 Mountains round about Jerusalem." 1 He that in God confideth, Like Zion Mount shall be, Which evermore abideth Unmoved eternally. 2 As mountains, which defend her, Jerusalem surround, His saints secure to render, God compasseth around. 3 The sinner's rod shall never On just men's lot abide, Lest upright men should ever To sin be turned aside. 4 Thy goodness, Lord, our Saviour, To all the good impart ; And ever show thy favor To men of upright heart. 5 But those whose choice is rather In crooked ways to go, With sinners God shall gather ; On Israel peace bestow. 6 Great God of earth and heaven ! To thee our songs we raise j To thee be glory given And everlasting praise ! 215 PSALM 126. 7, 6. D. " The Lord hath done great things." 1 When God arose, the nation From bondage to redeem, The joy of our salvation Came to us like a dream. Our hearts with triumph bounded. Our Lips ran o'er with praise, The heathen stood confounded At God's mysterious ways. 2 They said, The Lord hath wonders Wrought for his captives sad ; The Lord hath done great wonders, And therefore we are glad. Lord, all the remnant weary Bring back to Zion still, As brooks in south lands dreary Their thirsty channels till. 3 Full many cast in sadness Their seed on parching soil, Who yet shall reap in gladness The harvest of their toil. He who in tears departed With precious seed at morn, Shall homeward fare light-hearted With sheaves of golden corn. 216 PSALM 126. So7vi?2g in Tears. 1 He that goeth forth with weeping, Bearing precious seed in love, Never tiring, never sleeping, Findeth mercy from above. 2 Soft descend the dews of heaven, Bright the rays celestial shine ; Precious fruits will thus be given, Through an influence all divine. 3 Sow thy seed, be never weary, Let no fears thy soul annoy ; Be the prospect ne'er so dreiiry, Thou shalt reap the fruits of "joy. 8.7. 56 PSALMS 127, 12S, 129, 130, 131, 132. 4 Lo, the scene of verdure brightening ! See the rising grain appear ; Look again ! the fields are whitening, For the harvest time is near. 217 psalm 127. 6, 7. Success fro)n God. 1 Vain were all our toil and labor, Did not God that labor bless ; Vain, without his grace and favor, Every talent we possess. 2 Vainer still the hope of heaven, That on human strength relies ; But to him shall help be given, Who in humble faith applies. 3 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed ; He shall grant us peace and rest : Ne'er was suppliant disappointed, Who through Christ his prayer addressed. 218 psalm 12S. 8, 7. A Godly Fear. 1 Blest the man who fears Jehovah, Walking ever in his ways ; Thou shalt eat of thy hands' labor, And be happy all thy days. 2 Lo, on him that fears Jehovah, Shall this blessedness attend ; Thus Jehovah out of Zion Shall to thee his blessings send. 3 Thou shalt see Jerusalem prosper, Long as thou on earth shalt dwell ; Thou shalt see thy children's children, And the peace of Israel. 219 psalm 129. 8, 7. Conflict and Growth. 1 Many a day the church grows weary, Worn like Israel of old, With the strokes of deep affliction, And with many a pain untold. 2 Yet her constant step is onward ; Precious seed is ever sown In the ftlXTOWS foes are ploughing — Plenteous harvests ever grown. 3 For the Lord our God is faithful ; And the disciplines he sends Arc our enemies' worst allies, And the church's choicest friends. 4 As the grass upon the housi -' Wither hopes from wicked hands — As the sheaves bound in his boSOXD Are the blessings he commands. 220 psalm 130. C. M. Trust in a pardoning God. 1 Out of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, — My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hand, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God, For crimes of high degree j Thy Son has bought them with his blood, To draw us near to thee. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord ! With strong desires I wait ; Mv soul, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate. 221 PSALM 131. Tfie Child-like Heart. 1 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart; Make me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art: M "' 7,61 Make me as a weaned child, f rom distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases thee. 2 What thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive ; . What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave : 'Tis enough that thou wilt care ; Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he's neithei strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone ; Let me thus with thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 222 PSAI M 132. C. M, Prayer for th* Reign 0/ Christ. 1 Arise, O King of grace ! arise, And enter to thy rest ; Lo ! thy church waits, with longing eyes, Thus to be owned and blest/ 2 Enter, with all thy glorious train,— Thy Spirit and th) word ; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford. 3 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows 1 lei e Let thy praise be spread : Bless the provisions of thy house. And li LI thy poor with bread. PSALMS 133, 134, 135, 136, 137. 57 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain, With love and power divine. 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne ; And, as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. 223 psalm 133. C. U. Christian Fellowship. 1 Behold, how good a thing it is, And how becoming well, Together such as brethren are In unity to dwell ! 2 Like precious ointment on the head, That down the beard did now, Ev'n Aaron's beard, and to the skirts Did of his garments go. 3 As Hermon's dew, the dew that doth On Zion hills descend ; For there the blessing God commands Life that shall never end. 224 psalm 133. C. M. Excelle n ce 0/ Ch r ist ia n Un a n im ity . 1 Spirit of peace ! celestial Dove ! How excellent thy praise ! No richer gift than Christian love Thy gracious power displays. 2 Sweet as the dew on herb and flower, That silently distills, At evening's soft and balmy hour, On Zion s fruitful hills :— 3 So, with mild influence from above, Shall promised grace descend, Till universal peace and love O'er all the earth extend. 225 PSALM I34. Constant Devotion. CM. 1 Bless ye the Lord with solemn rite,— In hymns extol his name: Ye who, within his house, by night, Watch round the altar's flame. 2 Lift up your hands amid the place, Where burns the sacred sign, And pray, that thus Jehovah s face O'er all the earth may shine. 3 From Zion, from his holy hill, The Lord, our Maker, 'send The perfect knowledge of his will,— Salvation without end. 226 psalm 135. L. M. The Church Gocfs house and care. 1 Praise ye the Lord • exalt his name, While in his earthly courts ye wait, Ye saints, that to his house belong, Or stand attending at his gate. 2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good, To praise his name is sweet employ : Israel he chose of old, and still His church is his peculiar joy. 3 The Lord himself will judge his saints ; He treats his servants as his friends : And when he hears their sore complaints, Repents the sorrows that he sends. 4 Through every age the Lord declares His name, and breaks the oppressor's rod ; He gives his suffering servants rest, And will be known the almighty God. 5 Bless ye the Lord who taste his love, People and priests exalt his name ; Among his saints he ever dwells ; His church is his Jerusalem. 227 PSALM 136. L. M Thanks for Creatio7i and Redemption. 1 Give to our God immortal praise ; Mercy and truth are all his ways ; Wonders of grace to God belong ; Repeat his mercies in your song. 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fixed the starry lights on high : Wonders of grace to God belong ; — Repeat his mercies in your song. 3 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night : His mercies ever shall endure. When suns and moons shall shine no more. 4 He sent his Son, with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : Wonders of grace to God belong ; — Repeat his mercies in your song. 5 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat : His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain world shall be no more. 228 psalm 137. L. M. The Desolations 0/ Zion lamented. 1 When we, our wearied limbs to rest, Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream, We wept, with "doleful thoughts oppressed, And Zion was our mournful theme. 53 PSALMS 137, 138, 139, 140. 2 Our harps, that when with joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, With silent strings, neglected hung, On willow-trees that withered there. 3 How shall we tune our voice to sing, Or touch our harps with skillful hands? Shall hymns of joy, to God our King, lie sung by slaves in foreign lands ? 4 O Salem, our once-happy seat ! When I of thee forgetful prove, Let then my trembling hand forget The tuneful strings with art to move. 229 PSALM I37. Love to the Church. S. M. x I love thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The church, our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. c I love thy church, O God ! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 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. 4 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways ; Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. * Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 230 psalm 137. S. M. Away from home. 1 Far from my heavenly home, Far from my Father's breast, Fainting, I cry, lk Blest Spirit, come. And speed me to my rest." 2 Upon the willows long My harp has silent hung : How should^ I sing a cheerful song, Till thou inspire my tongue? 3 My spirit homeward turns, And fain would thither flee ; My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, When I remember thee. 4 God of my life, be near ; On thee my hopes I cast: Oh, guide me through the desert here, And bring me home at last ! 231 L. M PSALM I3S. Restoring Grace. 1 With all my powers of heart and tongue I'll praise my Maker in my song : Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. 2 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord ; I'll sing the wonders of thy word ; Not all the works and names below, So much thy power and glory show. 3 To God I cried when troubles rose ; He heard me, and subdued my foes ; He did my rising fears control, And strength diffused through all my soul. 4 Amidst a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; Thy words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 5 Grace will complete what grace begins, To save from sorrows and from sins ; The work that wisdom undertakes, Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. 232 L. M. PSALM T39. God's Omniscience. 1 Lord ! thou hast searched and seen me thro' Thine eye commands, with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours, My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand ; On every side I find thy hand ; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great ! What large extent ! what lofty height ! My soul, with all the powers I boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. 5 Oh, may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. 233 PSALM 140. Conflict necessary. The Christian, like his Lord of old, Must look for foes and trials here : Vet may the weakest saint be bold, With such a friend as Jesus mar. L. M PSALMS 141, 142, 143. 144. !45. 146. 59 a The lion's roar need not alarm, Lord, the feeblest of thy sheep ; The serpent's venom cannot harm, While thou art nigh to watch and keep. 3 Before, when dangers round me spread, 1 cried to thee, Almighty Friend ; Thou coveredst my defenceless head ; And shall I not on thee depend ? 4 O refuge of the poor and weak ! Regard thy suffering people's cry ; Humble the proud, uphold the meek, And bring us safe to thee on high. 234 PSALM 141. I,. M. Christian WatcJifulness and Reproof . 1 Lord, let my prayer like incense rise : And when I lift my hands to thee, As in evening sacrifice, Look down from heaven, well pleased, on me. 2 Set thou a watch to keep my tongue. Let not my heart to sin incline ; Save me from men who practise wrong, Let me not share their mirth and wine. 3 But let the righteous, when I stray, Smite me in love : his strokes are kind : His mild reproofs, like oil, allay The wounds they make, and'heal the mind. 4 But, oh, redeem me from the snares With which the world surrounds my feet, Its riches, vanities, and cares, Its love, its hatred, and deceit. 235 PSALM 142. L. M. God y our Hope. 1 Behold me unprotected stand, No friendly guardian at my hand ; No place of flight, no refuge near, And none to whom my soul is dear. s But, Lord, to thee I pour my vow, My hope, mv place of refuge thou : Arid whilst the light of life I see, I still my portion find in thee. 3 Come loose my prison-bands, set free My soul, that I may sing to thee ; Then shall the righteous round me press, And join thy bounteous love to bless. 236 PSALM 143. L. M. Mental Afflictions and Trials. 1 Hear me, O Lord ! in mv distress, Hear me, in truth and righteousness ; For, at thy bar of judgment tried, None living can be justified. t Oh, let me not thus hopeless lie, Like one condemned at morn to die : But, with the morning, may I see, Thy loving-kindness visit me, 3 Teach me thy will, subdue mv own ; Thou art my God, and thou alone ; By thy good Spirit, guide me still, Sale from all foes to Zion's hill. 4 Release my soul from trouble, Lord ! Ouicken and keep me by thy word ; frlay all its promises be mine j Be thou my portion, — I am thine. 237 PSALM 144. L. M The Prospered City. 1 Happy the city where their sons Like pillars round a palace set, And daughters, bright as polished stones, Give strength and beauty to the state. 2 Happy the land in culture dressed, Wnose flocks and corn have large increase ; Where men securely work or rest, Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 3 Happy the nation thus endowed ; But more divinely blest are those On whom the all-sufficient God, Himself, with all his grace bestows. 238 L. M PSALM I45. The greatness of God. 1 My God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days : Thy grace employ my humble tongue Till death and glory raise the song. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy works with sovereign glory shine And speak thy majesty divine : Let Zion in her courts proclaim The sound and honor of thy name. 4 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise ; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor of their tongue. 5 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds: Vast and unsearchable thy ways ; Vast and immortal be thy praise. 239 PSALM T46. L. P. M God's Goodness and Mercy. 1 I'll praise my Maker with my breath, And, when my voice is lost in death. Praise shall employ my nobler powers My days of praise shall ne'er be past. While life, and thought, and being last. Or immortality endures. 6o PSALMS 146, 147, 14S. 2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; — he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train : His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor ; And none shall find his promise vain. 3 He loves his saints — he knows them well. But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion ! ever reigns ; Let every tongue, let every age, In this exalted work engage : Praise him in everlasting strains. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 240 L. M. PSALM I46. Perpetual Praise. 1 Praise ye the Lord : my heart shall join In work so pleasant, so divine ; Now while the flesh is mine abode And when my soul ascends to God. 2 Praise shall employ my noblest powers, While immortality endures ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last. 3 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God : he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train ; And none shall find his promise vain. 4 His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves the oppressed, he feeds the poor ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 5 He loves his saints, he knows them well, lint turns the wicked down to hell ; Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; Praise him in everlasting strains. 241 PSALM 147. L. M. Praise for divine Grace. z Praise ye the Lord ! — 'tis ^ood to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise ; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name ! His mercy melts the stubborn soul ! And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 He formed the stars— those heavenly flames, 1 [e COUDU their numbers, calls their names : His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, — A deep, where all our thoughts are drowned 4 Great is our Lord, and great his might, And all his glories infinite : He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. 5 But saints are lovely in his sight • He views his children with delight ; He sees their hope, he knows their feai, And looks, and loves his image there. 242 L. M. PSALM I48. Hallehtjah to Jehovah. 1 Loud hallelujahs to the Lord, From distant worlds where creatures dwell ! Let heaven begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. 2 Wide as his vast dominion lies, Make the Creator's name be known f Loud as his thunder, shout his praise, And sound it lofty as his throne. 3 Jehovah — 'tis a glorious word ! Oh, may it dwell on every tongue ! But saints who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song. 4 Speak of the wonders of that love Which Gabriel plays on every chord : From all below and all above, Loud hallelujahs to the Lord ! 243 PSALM 148. 10, II. Universal Praise. 1 My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his name ; His mercies record, his bounties proclaim. To God, their Creator, let all creatures raise The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise. 2 Though hidden from sight, God sits on his throne, Yet here by his works their Creator is known: The world shines a mirror its Maker to show, And heaven views its image reflected below. 3 By knowledge supreme, by wisdom divine, God governs the earth with gracious design. O'er beast, bird, and insect his providence reigns, Whose will first created, whose love still sustains. 4 And man, his last work, with reason endued, Though fallen through sin, by grace is re- newed : To God, his Redeemer, let man ever raise The song of thanksgiving, the chcxrus of praise. PSALMS 149, 150, &c. 6l 244 psalm 149. 10, II. M Praise ye the Lord.' 1 '' 1 Oh, praise ye the Lord ! prepare your glad voice, New songs with his saints assembled to sing; Before his Creator let Israel rejoice, And children of Zion be glad in their King. 2 And let them his name extol in the dance, With timbrel and harp his praises express ; Jehovah takes pleasure his saints to advance, And with his salvation the humble to bless. 3 Aloud let his saints in glory rejoice, And rest undismayed, with songs in the night ; The praise of Jehovah their lips shall employ; A sword in their right hand, two-edged for the fight. 4 The heathen to judge, their pride to consume; To fetter their kings, their princes to bind ; To execute on them the long-decreed doom ; Such honor for ever the holy shall find. 245 PSALM I49. Praise to God. 1 Praise the Lord ; ye heavens, adore him ! Praise him, angels in the height ! Sun and moon ! rejoice before him ; Praise him, all ye stars of light ! 2 Praise the Lord, — for he hath spoken ; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; Laws, which never can be broken, For their guidance he hath made. 3 Praise the Lord,— for he is glorious ; Never shall his promise fail ; God hath made his saints victorious, Sin and death shall not prevail. 4 Praise the God of our salvation ; Hosts on high ! his power proclaim ; Heaven and earth, and all creation ! Praise and magnify his name. 246 psalm 150. Exhortation to praise. 1 Praise the Lord — his power confess ; Praise him in his holiness ; Praise him, as the theme inspires ; Praise him, as his fame requires. t Let the trumpet's lofty sound Spread its loudest notes around ; Let the harp unite, in praise, With the sacred minstrel's lays. 3 Let the or^an join to bless God — the Lord of righteousness ; 8,7- Tune your voice to spread the fame Of the great Jehovah s name. All who dwell beneath his li^ht ! In his praise, your hearts unite ; While the stream of song is poured, — Praise and magnify the Lord. 247 psalm 150. General Praise. 1 Praise the Lord, his glories show, Saints within his courts below, Angels round his throne above, All that see and share his love. 2 Earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, Tell his wonders, sing his worth ; Age to age, and shore to shore, Praise him, praise him, evermore ! 3 Praise the Lord, his mercies trace ; Praise his providence and grace, All that he for man hath done, All he sends us through his Son. 4 Strings and voices, hands and hearts. In the concert bear your parts ; All that breathe, your Lord adore. Praise him, praise him, evermore ! 248 1 Te DeiDii? 1 God eternal, Lord of all ! Lowly at thy feet we fall : All the world doth worship thee ; We amidst the throng would be. 2 All the holy angels cry, Hail, thrice-holy, God' most high! Lord of all the heavenly powers, Be the same loud anthem ours. 3 Glorified apostles raise, Night and day, continual praise ; Hast thou not a mission too For thy children here to do ? 4 With the prophets' goodly line We in mystic bond combine ; For thou hast to babes revealed Things that to the wise were sealed. 5 Martyrs, in a noble host, Of thy cross were heard to boast ; Since so bright the crown they wear We with them thy cross would bear. 6 All thv church, in heaven and earth Jesus! hail thy spotless birth ;— Seated on the judgment-throne, Number us among thine own ! 62 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 249 k Gloria in Excelsis" i Glory be to God on high,— God whose glory tills 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,- God 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. 6 Jesus ! in thy name we pray, Take, oh, take our sins away ! Powerful Advocate with God ! Justify us by thy blood. 5 Hear, for thou, O Christ ! alone, Art with thy great Father one ; One the Holy Ghost with thee ; — One supreme eternal Three. HYMNS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS. 250 " The Sabbath a Delight." 7- 6. 1. i Safely through another week, God has brought us on our way j Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in his courts to-day : Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. s 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 set free, — May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come thy name to praise ; Let us feel thy presence near ; May thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear : Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting rest. 4 May the gospel's joyful sound Wake our minds to raptures new ; Let thy victories abound, — Unrepenting souls subdue : Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we rest in thee above. 251 " Prayer with thanks." 7- x Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord, He thy glorious name adored ! Lord ! tny mercies never fail : Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 2 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear ; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around thy throne we sing. 3 While on earth ordained to stay, Guide our footsteps in thy way, Till we come to dwell with thee, Till we all thy glory see. 4 Then, with angel-harps again, We will wake a nobler strain ; There, in joyful songs of praise. Our triumphant voices raise. 252 " A nobler Rest above." L. i Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and strong desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin nor death shall reach the ptace ; No groans shall mingle with the songs That warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose, No midnight shade, no clouded sun, Hut sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 O long-expected day, begin ! Dawn on these realms of woe and sin j Faill would we leave this weary road. And sleep in death to rest with God. M OPENING OF SERVICE. 6 3 253 Sabbath Morning. L. M. 1 My opening eyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning day ; Mv thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay. a Oh, bid this trifling world retire, And drive each carnal thought away ; Nor let me feel one vain desire — One sinful thought through all the day. 3 Then, to thy courts when I repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare, And join the stra'ins which angels sing. 254 £/hesians, 3 : 19. L. M. x Come, gracious Lord, descend and dwell, By faith and love, in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that cannot be expressed. a Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length Of thine eternal love and grace. 3 Now to the God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honors done, By all the church, through Christ his Son. 255 " Sabbath is begun." L. M. x Another six days' work is done, Another Sabbath is begun ; Return, my soul ! enjoy thy rest, Improve the day thy God hath blessed. a Oh, that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies ; And draw from heaven 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 pleasures, pass away ; How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end. 256 Morning Song. L. M. x Awake, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run : Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. a Awake, lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear" thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to the eternal King. 3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, And "hast refreshed me when I slept: Grant, Lord, when I from death snail wake, I may of endless life partake. 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew : Scatter my sins as morning dew ; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 257 Psalm 118. L. M 1 Lo ! what a glorious corner-stone The Jewish builders did refuse ! But God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envy and the Jews. 2 Great God, the work is all divine, The joy and wonder of our eyes ; This is the day that proves it thine, The day that saw our Saviour rise. 3 Sinners rejoice, and saints be glad ; Hosanna, let his name be blest ; A thousand honors on his head, With peace, and light, and glory rest ! 4 In God's own name he comes to bring Salvation to our dying race ; Let the whole church address their King, With hearts of joy, and songs of praise. 258 Psalm 65. L. M. 1 Praise, Lord, for thee in Zion waits ; Prayer shall besiege thy temple gates ; All flesh shall to thv throne repair, And find, through Christ, salvation there. 2 How blest thy saints ! how safely led ! How surely kept ! how richly fed ! Saviour of all in eanh and sea, How happy they who rest in thee ! 3 Thy hand sets fast the mighty hills. Thy voice the troubled ocean stills ! Evening and morning hymn thy praise, And earth thy bounty wide displays. 4 The year is with thy goodness crowned ; Thy clouds drop wealth the world around Through thee the deserts laugh and sing, And nature smiles and owns her king. 5 Lord, on our souls thy Spirit pour ; The moral waste within restore • Oh, let thy love our spring-tide be, And make us all bear fruit to thee. 6 4 TUBLIC WORSHIP. 259 ll The rising day ." C M. i Once more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes ; Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To him that rules the skies. 2 Night unto night his name repeats, The day renews the sound, Wide as the heaven on which he sits, To turn the seasons round. 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame ; My tongue shall speak his praise ; My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, And yet his wrath delays. 4 Great God, let all my hours be thine, While I enjoy the light • Then shall my sun in smiles decline, And bring a pleasant night. 260 Retirement. C. M. i Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 3 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee. 3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace, and joy, and love, Does she commune with God ! 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise. 5 Author and guardian of my life, Sweet source of light divine, And — all harmonious names in one — My Saviour, thou art mine ! C The thanks I owe thee, and the love, — A boundless, endless store — Shall echo through the realms above, When time shall be no more. 261 " Light, in thy light." C. M. z Eternal Sun of righteousness, Display thy beams divine, And cause the glory of thy face Upon my heart to shine, a Light, in thy light, oh, may I see, Thy grace hikI mercy prove, Revived, and cheered, and blest by thee The God of pardoning love. 3 Lift up thy countenance serene, And let thy *happy child Behold, without a cloud between, The Father reconciled. 4 On me thy promised peace bestow, The peace by Jesus given ;— The joys of holiness below, And then the joys of heaven. 262 " Come, Lord!" CM. i Come, thou Desire of all thy saints ! Our humble strains attend, While with our praises and complaints, Low at thy feet we bend. 2 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! How should our souls, on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies ! 3 Come, Lord ! thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame ; Then shall our lips resound thy praise, Our hearts adore thy name. 4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, And fill thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine A heaven on earth appear. 5 Then shall our hearts enraptured say, Come, great Redeemer ! come, And bring the bright, the glorious day, That calls thy children home. 263 CM Praise to Christ. i Come, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known ; The Sovereign of your hearts proclaim, And bow before his throne. 2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned With glories all divine ; And tell the wondering nations round, How bright those glories shine. 3 When in his earthly courts we view The beauties of our King, We long to love as angels do, And with their voice to sing. 4 Oh, for the day, the glorious day ! When heaven and earth shall raise With all their powers, the raptured lay, To celebrate thy praise. 264 A heart of Prayer. i Again our earthly cares we leave, A iul to thy coui ts repair ; Again with joyful feet we come, TO meet OUT Saviour here. CM OPENING OF SERVICE. 65 2 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear ! Thy presence now display ; We bow within thy house of prayer ; Oh, give us hearts to pray ! 3 The clouds which vail thee from our sight, In pity, Lord, remove ; Dispose our minds to hear aright The message of thy love. 4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, The humble mind, bestow ; And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. 5 Show us some token of thy love, Our fainting hopes to raise ; And pour thy blessing from above, To aid our feeble praise. 265 " Any Merry? Sing Psalms." S. M. 1 Come, we who love the Lord, And let our joys be known ; Join in a song of sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing Who never knew our God • But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3 The men of grace have found Glory begun below ; Celestial fruits on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow. 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. 266 Psalm 92. S. M. 1 Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing ; To praise and pray — to hear thy word, And grateful offerings bring. 2 Sweet — at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell • And when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. 3 Sweet — on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice, With those who love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in heaven. 267 " Moses and the Lamb." S. M. 1 Awake, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake, 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 Ye pilgrims ! on the road To Zion's city, sing ! Rejoice ye in the Lamb of God, — In Christ, the eternal King. 4 Soon shall we hear him say, — kk Ye blessed children ! come ; " Soon will he call us hence away, And take his wanderers home. 5 There shall each raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim ; And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb. 268 Social Worship. S. M. 1 How charming is the place Where my Redeemer, God, Unvails the beaut}'' of his face, And sheds his love abroad ! 2 Not the fair palaces, To which the great resort. Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds his court. 3 Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold him sit And smile on all around. 4 Give me, O Lord, a place Within thy blest abode, Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. 269 Psalm 63. 1 My God ! permit my tongue This joy, to call thee mine ; And let my early cries prevail To taste* thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy doth implore ; Not travelers, in desert lands, Can pant for water more. 3 For life, without thy love, No relish can afford ; No joy can be compared to this,- To serve and please the Lord. S. M. 66 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 4 In wakeful hours at night, I call my God to mind ; I think how wise thy counsels are, And all thy dealings kind. 5 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit tlies ; And, on thy watchful providence, My cheerful hope relies. 6 The shadow of thy wings My soul in safety keeps ; I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my steps 270 Psalm 84. 1 Welcome, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise ! Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here may we sit and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day, amid the place Where my dear Lord hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Within the tents of sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. 271 The Day of Rest. 1 O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright ; On thee, the high and lowly, Bending before the throne, Sing, Holy, Holv, Holy, To the Great Three in One. 2 To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls ; To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls, Where gospel light is glowing With pure and radiant beams, And living water flowing With soul-refreshfng streams. -\ New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining To spirits of the blest. To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father and to Son ; The Church her voice upraises To thee, blest Three in One. S. M. 7, 6. D 272 Desire for Heaven. 7» 6. D. 1 From every earthly pleasure, From every transient joy, From every mortal treasure, That soon will fade and die ; — No longer these desiring, Upward our wishes tend, To nobler bliss aspiring, And joys that never end. 2 From every piercing sorrow, That heaves our breast to-day, Or threatens us to-morrow, Hope turns our eyes away ; * On wings of faith ascending, We see the land of light, And feel our sorrows ending, In infinite delight. 3 'Tis true we are but strangers And pilgrims here below, And countless snares and dangers Surround the path we go : Though painful and distressing, Yet there's a rest above ; And onward still we're pressing, To reach that land of love. 273 "Thine holy day." 7, 6. D. 1 Thine holy day's returning, Our hearts exult to see ; And with devotion burning, Ascend, O God. to thee ! To-day with purest pleasure, Our thoughts from earth withdraw ; We search for heavenly treasure, We learn thy holy law. 2 We join to sing thy praises, Lord of the Sabbath day ; Each voice in gladness raises Its loudest, sweetest lay ! Thy richest mercies sharing, Inspire us with thy love, By grace our souls preparing For nobler praise above. 274 Welcome Worship. II. M. 1 Welcome, delightful morn, Thou day of sacred rest ; I hail thy kind return ; — Lord, make these moments blest : Prom the low train 1 I soar to reach Of mortal toys, | Immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend And till his throne of grace ; Thy Bceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address thy hue : Let sinners feel I And learn to know Thy quickening word, | And fear the Lord. OPENING OF SERVICE. 6 7 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless the sacred hours : Then shall my soul I Nor Sabbaths be New life obtain, | Enjoyed in vain. 275 Sabbath Morning. II. M. 1 Awake, ye saints, awake ! And hail this sacred day ; In loftiest songs of praise Your joyful homage pay ! Come bless the day that God hth blessed, The type of heaven's eternal rest, s On this auspicious morn The Lord of life arose ; He burst the bars of death. And vanquished all our foes ; And now he pleads our cause above, And reaps the fruits of all his love. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! Heaven with hosannas rings, And earth in humbler strains Thy praise responsive sings : Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, Through endless years to live and reign. 276 Psalm 43 . II. M. 1 Now, to thy sacred house, With joy I turn my feet, Where saints, with morning-vows, In full assembly meet : Thy power divine shall there be shown, And from thy throne thy mercy shine. 2 Oh, send thy light abroad ; Thy truth, with heavenly ray, Shall lead my soul to God, And guide mv doubtful way ; I'll hear thy word with faith sincere, And learn to fear and praise the Lord. 3 Here reach thy bounteous hand, And all my sorrows heal, Here health and strength divine, Oh, make my bosom feel ; Like balmy dew, shall Jesus' voice My heart rejoice, my strength renew. 4 Now in thy holy hill, Before thine altar, Lord ! My harp and song shall sound 1 he glories of thy word : Henceforth, to thee, O God of grace ! 1 A hymn of praise, my life shall be. 277 The Sacred Day. L. M. 61 1 Gbbat God ! this sacred day of thine Demands the soul's collected powers ; With joy we now to thee resign These solemn, consecrated hours : Oh, may our souls, adoring, own The grace that calls us to thy throne. 2 Hence, ye vain cares and trifles, fly ! Where God resides appear no more ; Omniscient God, thy piercing eye Can every secret thought explore ; Oh, may thy grace our hearts refine, And fix our thoughts on things divine. 3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart ; Oh, may thy word, with life divine, Engage the ear and warm the heart, Then shall the day indeed be thine : Then shall our souls, adoring, own The grace which calls us to thy throne. 278 L. M. 6L Psalm 19. 1 Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare ; The firmament displays thy skill ; The changing clouds, the viewless air, Tempest and calm thy words fulfill ; Day unto day doth utter speech, And night to night thy knowledge teach. 2 Though voice nor sound inform the ear, Well known the language of their song, When one by one the stars appear, Led by the silent moon along, Till round the earth, from all the sky, Thy beauty beams on every eye. 3 While these transporting visions shine, Along the path of Providence, Glory eternal, joy divine, Thy word reveals, transcending sense ; My soul thy goodness longs to see, Thy love to man, thy love to me. 279 Quiet in Service. L. M 61 1 Forth from the dark and stormy sky, Lord, to thine altar's shade we fly ; Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Father, we seek thy shelter here ; Weary and weak thy grace we pray ; Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away. 3 Long have we roamed in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tossea ; Low at thy feet our sins we lay ; Turn not, O Lord, thy guests away. 280 Constant Devotion. L. M 6i 1 When, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes mine eyes O Sun of righteousness divine, On me with beams of mercy shine ! _ Oh, chase the clouds of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. 68 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 2 And when to heaven's all-glorious King My morning-sacrifice I bring, And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy in my Saviour's name ; Then, Jesus, cleanse me with thy blood, And be my Advocate with God. 3 When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly blest, Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest ; And, as each morning sun shall rise, Oh, lead me onward to the skies ! 281 TJiir sting for God. — Ps. 42. L. M. 61. 1 As, panting in the sultry beam, The hart desires the cooling stream, So to thy presence, Lord, I flee, So longs my soul, O God, for thee ; Athirst to taste thy living grace, And see thy glory face to face. 3 But rising griefs distress my soul, And tears on tears successive roll ; For many an evil voice is near To chide'my woe and mock my fear ; And silent memory weeps alone O'er hours of peace and gladness flown. 3 Ah, why, by passing clouds oppressed, Should vexing thoughts distract thy breast? Turn, turn to him, in every pain, Whom suppliants never sought in vain ; Thy strength, in joy's ecstatic day, Thy hope, when joy has passed away. 282 The Good Shepherd.— Ps. 23. L. M. 61. 1 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or in the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales, and dewy meads, My weary, wandering steps he leads ; \V here 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, Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly rod shall give me aid. And guide me through the dreadful shade. 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds 1 stray, Thy presence shall my pains beguile: The barren wilderness shall smile, * With sudden greens and herbage crowned ; And streams shall murmur all around. 283 Seeking God's Face. 1 Lord, we come before thee now, At thy feet we humbly bow ; Oh, do not our suit disdain ! Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain? 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend, In compassion now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace, Tune our lips to sing thy praire. 3 In thine own appointed way, Now we seek thee ; here we stay ; Lord, we know not how to go, Till a blessing thou bestow. 4 Comfort those who weep and mourn ; Let the time of joy return • Those that are cast down lift up ; Make them strong in faith and hope. 5 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind ; Heal the sick ; the captive free ; Let us all rejoice in thee. 284 Psalm 23. 1 To thy pastures fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy charge, And my couch, with tenderest care, 'Mid the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams that, still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow. 3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread, With thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard — and that my guide. 4 Constant to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend ; And shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home. 285 Go in e to Ch u rch . 1 To thy temple we repair — Lord, we love to worship there, When within the vail we meet Thee upon the mercy-seat. 2 While thy glorious name is sung. Tune our lips; — unloose our tongue ; Then our joyful souls shall bless Thee, the Lord our Righteousness. 3 While to thee our prayers ascend, Let thine ear in love attend ; Hear us, for thy Spirit pie Hear, for Jesus intercedes. OPENING OF SERVICE. 69 4 While thy word is heard with awe, While we tremble at thy law, Let thy gospel's wondrous love E^ery doubt and fear remove. 5 From thy house when we return, Let our hearts within us burn ; That at evening we may say — 1 We have walked with God to-day.' 236 Sabbath Evening, 1 Softly fades the twilight ray Of the holy Sabbath day ; Gently as life's setting sun, When the Christian's course is run. 2 Night her solemn mantle spreads O'er the earth as daylight fades j All things tell of calm repose, At the holy Sabbath's close. 3 Peace is on the world abroad ; 'Tis the holy peace of God — Symbol of the peace within When the spirit rests from sin. 4 Still the Spirit lingers near, Where the evening worshiper Seeks communion with the skies, Pressing onward to the prize. 5 Saviour ! may our Sabbaths be Days of joy and peace in thee, Till in heaven our souls repose, Where the Sabbath ne'er shall close. 287 " The True Light." 1 Light of life, seraphic fire, Love divine, thyself impart ; Every fainting soul inspire ; Enter every drooping heart ; — 2 Every mournful sinner cheer ; Scatter all our guilty gloom ; Father ! in thy grace appear, To thy human temples come. 3 Come, in this accepted hour, Bring thy heavenly kingdom in ; Fill us with thy glorious power, Set us free from all our sin. 4 Nothing more can we require, We will covet nothing less ; Be thou all our heart's desire, All our joy, and all our peace. 288 Christian Fellowship. 1 Sweet the time, exceeding sweet. When the saints together meet. When the Saviour is the theme, When they joy to sing of him ! 2 Sing we then eternal love, Such as did the Father move ; He beheld the world undone, — Loved the world, and gave his Son. 3 Sing the Son's amazing love ; How he left the realms above, Took our nature and our place, Lived and died to save our race. 4 Sing we, too, the Spirit's love ; With our wretched hearts he strove, Took the things of Christ, and showed How to reach his blest abode. 5 Sweet the place, exceeding sweet, Where the saints in glory meet ; Where the Saviour's still the theme, Where they see and sing of him. 289 Sun of Righteousness. 7> 61. 1 Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night ; Day-spring from on high, be near, Day-star in my heart appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, If thy light is hid from me ; Jovless is the day's return, Till thy mercy s beams I see ; Till they inward light impart, Warmth and gladness to my heart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine ; Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, radiant Sun divine ! Scatter all my unbelief; More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. 290 The First Rest. 7. 61. 1 Hail, thou bright and sacred morn, Risen with gladness in thy beams ! Light, which not of earth is born, From thy dawn in glory streams • Airs of heaven are breathed arouna, And each place is holy ground. 2 Great Creator ! who this day From thy perfect work didst rest ; By the souls that own thy sway Hallowed be its hours and blest ; Cares of earth aside be thrown, This day given to heaven alone ! 291 Psalm 42. 7. 6] 1 As the hart, with eager looks, Panteth for the water-brooks, So my soul, athirst for thee, Bants the living God to When, oh, when, with filial fear, Lord, shall 1 to thee draw near ? 70 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 7 Why art thou cast down, my soul? God, thy God, shall make thee whole ; Why art thou disquieted ? God shall lift thy fallen head, And his countenance benign % Be the saving health of thine. 292 Evening Worship. 7> ^l. i Now, from labor and from care, Evening shades have set me free ; In the work of praise and prayer. Lord ! I would converse with tnee : Oh, behold me from above, Fill me with a Saviour's love. 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and woe, Wither all my earthly joys ; Naught can charm me here below, But my Saviour's melting voice ; Lord ! forgive — thy grace restore, Make me thine for evermore. 3 For the blessings of this day, For the mercies of this hour, For the gospel's cheering ray, For the Spirit's quickening power, — Grateful notes to thee I raise ; Oh, accept my song of praise. 293 Psalm 84. 8, 7. 1 Lord of hosts, thy tents how lovely ! Living God, thy courts to see My soul longeth, even fainteth — Heart and flesh cry out for thee. 2 Lord of hosts, my supplication Hear — O God of Jacob's race — God, our shield and our salvation — Look on thine Anointed's face. 3 One day in thy courts is better Than a thousand — yea, therein I had rather be doorkeeper Than to dwell in tents of sin. 4 Sun and shield art thou, bestowing Grace and glory on the just — No good thing from them withholding ; Blest are all who in thee trust. 294 Joyous Praise. 8, J. 1 Praise to thee, thou great Creator ! Praise to thee from every tongue ; Join ? mv soul, with every creature, Join the universal song. 2 Father ! source of all compassion ! Pure, unbounded grace is thine : Hail the God of our salvation, Praise him for his love divine ! 1 For ten thousand blessings given, For the hope of future |oy, Sound his praise thro' earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high ! 4 Praise to God, the great Creator, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ; Praise him, every living creature, Earth and heaven's united host. 5 Joyfully on earth adore him, Till in heaven our song we raise ; Then enraptured fall before him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 295 Psalm 135. 8, 7. 1 Praise the Lord, oh, praise Jehovah, Sing ye praises to his name ; Ye who serve him, Hallelujah To the Lord of hosts proclaim. 2 Ye who stand within his temple, Praise his name — Jehovah laud ; Ye who in his courts assemble, Praise the Lord of hosts, our God. 3 Praise him, he is good and gracious, He is merciful and true ; Shout aloud Jehovah's praises, It is comely so to do. 4 Praise him, for in his good pleasure He in Zion loves to dwell ; Praise him, his peculiar treasure Is the seed of Israel. 5 Ye who fear him, oh, draw near him ! Ye his saints, with one accord Come before him and adore him : Hallelujah, praise the Lord ! 296 "Sweet Hour." L. M. I>. 1 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ■ That calls me from a world of care, And bids me, at my Father's throne, Make all my wants and wishes known : In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief, And oft escaped the tempter's snare, By thy return, sweet hour of prayer ! 2 Sweet hour of prayer ! sweet hour of prayer ! Thy wings shall my petition bear, To him, whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless : And, since he bids me seek his face, Believe his word, and trust his grace, I'll cast on him my every care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer ! 297 Prayer anywhere. L. M. 1 Ji-.srs, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seal j Where'er they seek thee thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. PRAYER. 71 1 For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring thee where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few, Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer, To strengthen faith and sweeten care, To teach our faint desires to rise, And bring all heaven before our eyes. 298 Hour 0/ Prayer. L. M. x Blest hour ! when mortal man retires To hold communion with his God, To send to heaven nib warm desires, And listen to the sacred word. 2 Blest hour ! when earthly cares resign Their empire o'er his anxious breast, While all around the calm divine Proclaims the holy day of rest. 3 Blest hour ! when God himself draws nigh, Well pleased his people's voice to hear, To hush the penitential sigh, And wipe away the mourner's tear. 4 Blest hour ! for where the Lord resorts — Foretastes of future bliss are given j And mortals find his earthly courts The house of God, the gate of Heaven ! 299 M Our infirmities" 1 Where high the heavenly temple stands, The house of God not made with hands, A great High Priest our nature wears, — The Guardian of mankind appears. 2 Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye ; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. 3 Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains A fellow feeling of our pains : And still remembers, in the skies, His tears, his agonies, and cries. 4 In every pang that rends the heart, The Man of Sorrows had a pari ; He sympathizes with our grief. And to the sufferer sends relief. With boldness, therefore, at the throne, Let us make all our sorrows known ; And ask the aid of heavenly power, To help us in the evil hour. L. M. 300 Prayers hindered. L. M, 1 What various hindrances we meet In coming to a mercy-seat ! Vet who that knows the worth of prayer But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer makes the darken'd clouds 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 armor 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 a 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, Our cheerful song would oftener be, kk Hear what the Lord hath done for me ! " 301 "Ask what thou wilt.''' L. M. 1 And dost thou say, " Ask what thou wilt?" Lord, I would seize the golden hour : I pray to be released from guilt, And freed from sin and Satan's power. 2 More of thy presence, Lord, impart ; More of thine image let me bear : Erect thy throne within my heart, And reign without a rival there. 3 Give me to read my pardon sealed, And from thy joy to draw my strength : Oh, be thy boundless love revealed In all its height and breadth and length. 4 Grant these requests — I ask no more, But to thy care the rest resign : Sick, or in health, or rich, or poor, All shall be well, if thou art mine. 302 The Mercy-seat. L. M 1 From every stormy wind that blows, From every swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat ; 'Tis found beneath the mercy-s«at. 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads, — A place than all besides more sweet ; It is the blood-bought mercy-seat. 3 There is a scene where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; Though sundered far, by faith they meet Around one common mercy-seat. 72 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 4 There, there, on eagle wings we soar, And sense and sin molest no more, And heaven comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy-seat. 5 Oh, let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold, and still, This throbbing heart forget to beat, If I forget the mercy-seat. 303 " The Tranquil Hour" L. M. i Thou, Saviour, from thy throne on high. Enrobed with light and girt with power, Dost note the thought, the prayer, the sigh, Of hearts that love the tranquil hour. 2 Now to our souls, withdrawn awhile From earth's rude noise, thy face reveal ; And as we worship, kindly smile, And for thine own our spirits seal. 3 To thee we bring each grief and care, To thee we fly while tempests lower ; Thou wilt the weary burdens bear Of hearts that love the tranquil hour. 304 " The Gate of Heaven^ L. M. i How sweet to leave the world awhile, And seek the presence of our Lord ! Dear Saviour ! on thy people smile, And come, according to thy word, a From busy scenes we now retreat, That we may here converse with thee : Ah, Lord ! behold us at thy feet ; Let this the " gate of heaven " be. 3 " Chief of ten thousand !" now appear, That we by faith may see thy face : Oh, speak, that we thy voice may hear And let thy presence fill this place. 305 L. M. li Two or three.' 1 '' i Where two or three, with sweet accord, Obedient to their sovereign Lord, Meet to recount his acts of grace, And offer solemn prayer and praise ; — 2 There will the gracious Saviour be, To bless the little company ; There, to unvail his smiling face, And bid his glories rill the place. 3 We meet at thy command, O Lord Relying on thy faithful word ; Now Bend the Spirit from above, And fill our hearts with heavenly love. 306 What Prayer is. C. M. x Prayer is the soul's sincere desire, Uttered or unexpressed ; The motion of a hidden tire That trembler in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear, The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try j Prayer the sublimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air : His watchword at the gates of death — He enters heaven with prayer. 5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry — kk Behold he prays ! " 6 O thou, by whom we come to God — The Life, the Truth, the Way ; The path of prayer thyself hast trod ; Lord ! teach us how to pray. 307 C. M. << \\ T atch and Pray.' > ' > i The Saviour bids thee watch and pray Through life's momentous hour ; And grants the Spirit's quickening ray To those who seek his power. 2 The Saviour bids thee watch and pray, Maintain a warrior's strife ; O Christian ! hear his voice to-day: Obedience is thy life. 3 The Saviour bids thee watch and pray, For soon the hour will come That calls thee from the earth away To thy eternal home. 4 The Saviour bids thee watch and pray Oh, hearken to his voice, And follow where he leads the way, To heaven's eternal joys ! 308 Comfort in Prayer. (-• M. i Prayer is the breath of God in man, Returning whence it came ; Love is the sacred fire within. And prayer the rising flame. 2 It gives the burdened spirit ease, And soothes the troubled breast ; Yields comfort to the mourning soul, And to the weary rest. 3 When God inclines the heart to praj He hath an car to hear ; To him there's music in a sigh, And beauty in a tear. 4 The humble suppliant cannot fail To have his wants supplied, Since he for sinners intercedes, Who once for sinners died PRAYER. 73 309 Evening Prayer. C. M. i Hail, tranquil hour of closing day ! Begone, disturbing care ! And look, my soul, from earth away, To him who heareth prayer. 2 How sweet the tear of penitence, Before his throne of grace. While, to the contrite spirit's sense, He shows his smiling face. 3 How sweet, thro' long remembered years, His mercies to recall ; And, pressed with wants, and griefs, and fears, To trust his love for all. 4 How sweet to look, in thoughtful hope, Beyond this fading sky, And "hear him call his children up To his fair home on high. 5 Calmly the day forsakes our heaven To dawn beyond the west ; So let my soul, in life's last even, Retire to glorious rest. 310 C. M. " Two or Three" i Wherever two or three may meet, To worship in thy name, Bending beneath thy mercy-seat, This promise they may claim : — 2 Jesus in love will condescend To bless the hallowed place ; The Saviour will himself attend, And show his smiling face. 3 How bright the assurance ! gracious Lord, Fountain of peace and love, Fulfill to us thy precious word, Thy loving-kindness prove. 4 Now to our God — the Father, Son, And Holy Spirit, sing ! With praise to God, the Three in One, Let all creation ring. 311 Evening- Devotion. C. M. i O Lord, another day is flown ; And we, a lowly band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fostering hand. 2 And wilt thou bend a listening ear To praises low as ours? Thou wilt ! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours. *. Thy heavenly grace to each impart ; All evil far remove ; And shed abroad in every heart Thy everlasting love. 4 Thus chastened, cleansed, entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led, The Sun of holiness shall shine In glory on our head. 5 And thou wilt turn our wandering feet, And thou wilt bless our way ; Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet The dawn of lasting day. 312 Prayer in Retirement. C. M. i 1 love to steal awhile away From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful prayer. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear, And all his promises to plead, Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore, And all my cares and sorrows cast On him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heaven ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driven. 5 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. 313 Prayer a Power. CM. i There is an eye that never sleeps Beneath the wing of night ; There is an ear that never shuts, When sink the beams of light. 2 There is an arm that never tires, When human strength gives way ; There is a love that never fails, When earthly loves decay. 3 That eye is fixed on seraph throngs ; That arm upholds the sky ; That ear is filled with angel songs ; That love is throned on high. 4 But there's a power which man can wield When mortal aid is vain, That eye, that arm, that love to reach, That listening ear to gain. 5 That power is prayer, which soars on high, Through Jesus, to the throne ; And moves the hand which moves the world, To bring salvation down ! 314 ^ A safe Retreat r CM, i Dfar Father, to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter flies : 'Tis here I find a safe retreat When storms ind tempests rise. 74 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 2 My checnul hope can never die, If thou, my God, art near ; Thy grace can raise my comforts high, And banish every fear. 3 My great Protector, and my Lord ! Thy constant aid impart ; Oh, let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4 Oh, never let my soul remove From this divine retreat ; Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. 315 " Christ invites us." S. M. i Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near • With both our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs : He pardons every day ; Almighty to protect our souls, And wise to guide our way. ^ How large his bounties are ! What various stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, And purchased with his blood ! 4 Jesus, our living Head, We bless thy faithful care ; Our Advocate before the throne, And our Forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart ! Here wait, my warmest love ! Till the communion be complete, In nobler scenes above. 316 Morning Prayer. S. M. i Sweetly the holy hymn Breaks on the morning air ; Before the world with smoke is dim, We meet to offer prayer. 2 While flowers are wet with dews, Dew of our souls, descend : Ere yet the sun the day renews, O Lord, thy Spirit send. 3 Upon the battle field, Before the fight begins, We seek, O Lord, thy sheltering shield, To guard us from our sins. 4 On the lone mountain side. Before the morning's light, The Man of Sorrows wept and cried, And rose refreshed with might. j Oh, hear us, then, for we Are very weak and frail, We make the Saviour's name our plea, And surely must prevail. 317 » Never Faint ." S. M. i Jesus, who knows full well The heart of every saint, Invites us all, our grief to tell, To pray and never faint. 2 He bows his gracious ear, — We never plead in vain ; Then let us wait till he appear, And pray, and pray again. 3 Jesus, the Lord, will hear His chosen when they cr}* - ; Yes, though he may a while forbear, He'll help them from on high. 4 Then let us earnest cry, And never faint in prayer ; He sees, he hears, and, from on high, Will make our cause his care. 318 Morning- Prayer. S. M. i How sweet the melting lay Which breaks upon the ear, When at the hour of rising day Christians unite in prayer. 2 The breezes waft their cries Up to Jehovah's throne ; He listens to their humble sighs, And sends his bless.ngs down. 3 So Jesus rose to pray Before the morning Mght — Once on the chilling mount did stay, And wrestle all the night. 4 So Jesus still doth pray Before the morning bright, On heavenly mountains far away, While we toil here in night. 5 Leave, Lord, thy vigil there, Descend upon life > s wave ; Come to the bark through midnight air, The storm shall cease to rave. 319 " Th e Th rone of Grace.' ' i Behold the throne of grace ! The promise calls me near ; There Jesus shows a smiling face, And waits to answer prayer. 2 That rich atoning blood, Which sprinkled round I see, Provides for those who come to God An all-prevailing plea. 3 Mv soul ! ask what thou wilt ; Thou canst not be too bold : Since his own blood for thee he spilt, What else can he withhold ? S. M. PRAYER. 75 4 Thine image, Lord, bestow, Thy presence and thy love ; I ask to serve thee here below, And reign with thee above. 5 Teach me to live by faith ; Conform my will to thine ; Let me victorious be in death, And then in glory shine. 320 " Thy Holy Spirit." S. M. i Lord, bid thy light arise On all thy people here, And when we raise our longing eyes Oh, may we find thee near ! 2 Thy Holy Spirit send, To quicken every soul ; And hearts the most rebellious bend To thy divine control. 3 Let all that own thy name Thy sacred image bear ; And light in every heart the flame Of watchfulness and prayer. 4 Since in thy love we see Our only sure relief, Oh, raise our earthly minds to thee, And help our unbelief. 321 " Thy suit prepare." *]* i Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, Jesus loves to answer prayer ; He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay. a With my burden I begin : — Lord ! remove this load of sin ; Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 3 Lord ! I come to thee for rest, Take possession of my breast ; There, thy sovereign ri^ht maintain, And, without a rival, reign. 4 While I am a pilgrim here, Let thy love my spirit cheer ; Be my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end. 5 Show me what I have to do, Every hour my strength renew ; Let me live a life of faith, Let me die thy people's death. o22 An urgent Case. 7 i Lord ! I cannot let thee go, Till a blessing thou bestow ; Do not turn away thy face, Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 2 Once a sinner, near despair, Sought thy mercy-seat by prayer ; Mercy heard and set him free — Lord! that mercy came to me. 3 Many days have passed since then, Many changes I have seen ; Vet have been upheld till now ; Who could hold me up but thou ? 4 Thou hast helped in every need — This emboldens me to plead ; After so much mercy past, Canst thou let me sink at last ? 5 No — I must maintain my hold ; 'Tis thy goodness make's me bold ; I can no denial take, Since I plead for Jesus' sake. 32 J God Everywhere. i They who seek the throne of grace Find that throne in every place ; If we live a life of prayer, God is present everywhere. 2 In our sickness and our health, In our want, or in our wealth. If we look to God in prayer, God is present everywhere. 3 When our earthly comforts fail, When the foes of life prevail, 'Tis the time for earnest prayer ; God is present everywhere. \ Then, my soul, in every strait, To thy Father come, and wait ; He will answer every prayer : God is present everywhere. 324 " Ever Faithful." i Let us with a joyful mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind, For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Let us sound his name abroad, For of gods he is the God Who by wisdom did create Heaven's expanse and all its state ; — 2 Did the solid earth ordain How to rise above the main ; Who, by his commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light : Caused the golden-tressed sun All the day his course to run ; And the moon to shine by night, 'Mid her spangled sisters bright. 3 All his creatures God doth feed, His full hand supplies their need ; Let us, therefore, warble forth His high majesty and worth. 7,D. 7 6 PUBLIC WORSHIP. He his mansion hath on high, 'Hove the reach of mortal eye ; And his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 325 Sabbath Praise— Ps. 92. 7* D. 1 Thou who art enthroned above, Thou by whom we live and move ! Oh, how sweet, with joyful tongue, To resound thy praise in song ! When the morning paints the skies, When the sparkling stars arise, All thy favors to rehearse, And give thanks in grateful verse. 2 Sweet the day of sacred rest, When devotion fills the breast, When we dwell within thy house, Hear thy word, and pay our vows ; Notes to heaven's high mansions raise Fill its courts with joyful praise j With repeated hymns proclaim Great Jehovah's awful name. 3 From thy works our joys arise, O thou only good and wise ! Who thy wonders can declare ? How profound thy counsels are ! Warm our hearts with sacred fire ; Grateful fervors still inspire ; All our powers, with all their might, Ever in thy praise unite. 326 Psalm 100. L. M. 1 Ye nations round the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your sovereign King ; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues his glory sing. 2 The Lord is God — 'tis he alone Doth life and breath and being give : We are his work — and not our own, The sheep that on his pastures live. 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy, With praises to his courts repair j And make it your divine employ, To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good— the Lord is kind ; Great is his grace — his mercy sure ; And all the race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. 327 Psalm 39. x Jehovah reigns ; his throne is high ; His robes arc light and majesty : His glory shines with beams so bright, No mortal can sustain the sight. 2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; His iustice guards his holy law ; L. M. Yet love reveals a smiling face, And truth and promise seal the grace. 5 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baffles Satan's deep designs • His power is sovereign to fulfill The noblest counsels of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my Father and my Friend ? Then let my songs with angels' join, Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 328 I.. M. Psalm 117. 1 From all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer s name be sung, Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ! Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore Till suns shall rise and set no more. 329 L. M. God's Glory. 2 Come, O my soul ! in sacred lays Attempt thy great Creator's praise : But, oh, what tongue can speak his fame r What mortal verse can reach the theme ? 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory like a garment wears ; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs. Almighty power with wisdom shines ; His works, thro' all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds shall join the song ! 330 "A noble Song-." L. M. 1 Now to the Lord a noble song ! Awake, my soul ! awake my tongue ! Hosanna to the eternal name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, — The brightest image of his grace ! God, in the person of his Son, Hath all his mightiest works outdone. 3 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming theme: My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name : Ye angels ! dwell upon the sound \ Ye heavens ! reflect it to the ground. 4 Oh, mav I reach that happy place, Where lie unvails his lovely face, Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold. GENERAL PRAISE. 77 331 Psalm 36. L. M. 1 High in the heavens, eternal God ! Thy goodness in full glory shines ; Thv truth shall break through every cloud That vails 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 Mv (rod, how excellent thy grace ! Whence all our hope and comfort springs ; The sons of Adam, in distress, Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 4 From the provisions of thy house We shall be fed with sweet repast ; There, mercy like a river flows, And brings salvation to our taste. 5 Life, like a fountain rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. 332 "TeDeumr L. M. 1 Lord God of Hosts, by all adored ! Thy name we praise with one accord ; The earth and heavens are full of thee, Thy light, thy love, thy majesty. 2 Loud hallelujahs to thy name Angels and seraphim proclaim ; Eternal praise to thee is given By all the powers and thrones in heaven. 3 The apostles join the glorious throng, The prophets aid to swell the song, The noble and triumphant host Of martyrs make of thee their boast. 4 The holy church in every place Throughout the world exalts thy praise ; Both heaven and earth do worship thee, Thou Father of eternity ! 5 From day to day, O Lord, do we Highly exalc and honor thee ; Thy name we worship and adore, World without end for evermore. 33d M Worthy the Lamb." 1 Sixg we the song of those who stand Around the eternal throne, Of every kindred, clime, and land, A multitude unknown. 2 Life's poor distinctions vanish here : To-day the young, the old, Our Saviour and his flock appear One Shepherd and one fold. 3 Toil, tnal, sufferings still await On earth the pilgrim's throng ; C. M. Yet learn we in our low estate The Church Triumphant's song. 4 u Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain, — " Cry the redeemed above, " Blessing and honor to obtain, And everlasting love ! " 5 ll Worthy the Lamb," on earth we sing, li Who died our souls to save ! Henceforth, O Death ! where is thy sting? Thy victory, O Grave ! " 334 Psalm 148. C. M, 1 Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir ! In heavenly heights above, With harp, and voice, and soul of fire, Burning with perfect love. 2 Shine to his glory, worlds of light ! Ye million suns of space ; Ye moons and glistening stars of night, Running your mystic race. 3 Shout to Jehovah, surging main ! In deep eternal roar ; Let wave to wave resound the strain, And shore reply to shore. 4 Storm, lightning, thunder, hail, and snow, Wild winds that keep his word. With the old mountains far below, Unite to bless the Lord. 5 And round the wide world let it roll, Whilst man shall lead it on ; Join, every ransomed human soul, In glorious unison. 335 Rejoicing in God. C. M 1 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace, And sing the Saviour's love ; Soon shall we join the glorious theme In loftier strains above. 2 God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends ; Calls us his treasure and his joy, His children and his friends. 3 My Father, God ! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear ? Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony Delight my listening ear. 4 Thanks to my God for every gift His bounteous hands bestow ; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow. 336 Psalm 95. 1 Come, sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sin» : Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. S. M, 78 PUBLIC WORSHIP. s He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord : We are his work, and not our own, He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own our gracious God. S. M. 337 Psalm u8 x See, what a living stone The builders did refuse : Vet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 8 The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son ; Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner-stone. 3 The work, O Lord ! is thine, And wondrous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine ; This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the glorious day, That our Redeemer made : Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray ; Let all the church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ; Bless him, ye saints ! he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 338 Call to Praise. S. M. i Stand up, and bless the Lord, Ve 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 Oh, for the living fiame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our souls inspire, And wing to heaven our thought ! 4 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours : Then be his love in Christ proclaimed, With all our ransomed powers. 5 Stand up and bless the Lord ; The Lord your God adore ; Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth, for evermore 339 God's Perfections. 5. 6 - i Oh, worship the King, All-glorious above ; And gratefully sing His power and his love ; Our shield and defender, The Ancient of Days, Pavilioned in splendor And girded with praise. 2 Oh, tell of his might, Oh, sing of his grace, Whose robe is the light, Whose canopy, space ; Whose chariots of wrath The deep thunder-clouds form ; And dark is his path On the wings of the storm. 3 Thy bountiful care What tongue can recite? It breathes in the air, It shines in the light, It streams from the hills, It descends to the plain, And sweetly distils In the dew and the rain. 4 Frail children of dust, And feeble as frail, In thee do we trust, Nor rind thee to fail ; Thy mercies how tender, How firm to the end, Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend ! 340 " Salvation to God." 5i & i Ye servants of God, Your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful name : The name, all victorious, Of Jesus extol ; His kingdom is glorious, And rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high. Almighty to save ; And still he is nigh • His presence we have : The great congregation His triumph shall sing. Ascribing salvation To Jesus, our King. 3 il Salvation to God, Who sits on the throne," Let all cry aloud, And honor the Sou : GENERAL PRAISE. 79 Our Saviour's high praises The angels proclaim, — Fall down on their faces, And worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, And give him his right — All glory and power, And wisdom and might ; All honor and blessing, With angels above, And thanks never ceasing, And infinite love ! 341 '"The God of Abraham" i The God of Abraham praise, Who reigns enthroned above, Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love ! Jehovah ! great I Am ! By earth and heaven confessed ; I bow and bless the sacred name, For ever blest ! a The God of Abraham 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 mv only portion make, My shield and tower. 3 The God of Abraham praise ! Whose all-sufficient grace Shall guide me all my happy days In all my ways : He calls a worm his friend ! He calls himself my God ! And he shall save me to the end Through Jesus' blood ! 342 M The Great I A m." i God by himself hath sworn, I on his oath depend ; I shall, on eagles' wings upborne, To heaven ascend ; I shall behold his face, I shall his power adore, And sing the wonders of his grace For evermore ! a 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. P M. P. M. 3 The whole triumphant host Give thanks to God on high ; 11 Hail ! Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! " They ever cry : Hail ! Abraham's God, and mine ! I join the heavenly lays ; All might and majesty are thine, And endless praise ! 343 Helped Hitherto. L. M. i Thus far the Lord has led me on ; Thus far his power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; But he forgives my follies past, And gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep • Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well-appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Thus when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to break my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. 344 Evening Song. L. M. i Great God ! to thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise ; Oh, let thy mercy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. 2 My days unclouded as they pass, And every gentle, rolling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, Too oft regardless of thy love, Ungrateful, can from thee depart, And, fond of trifles, vainly rove. 4 Seal my forgiveness in the /)lood Of Jesus ; his dear name alone I plead for pardon, gracious God ! And kind acceptance at thy throne. 345 Dismissal. L. M, i Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord ! Help us to feed upon thy word ; All that has been amiss, forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 8o PUBLIC WORSHIP. 346 Service ended. L. M. i Eke to the world again we go, Its pleasures, cares, and idle show, Thy grace, once more, O God, we crave, From lolly and from sin to save. 2 May the great truths we here have heard, The lessons of thy holy word — Dwell in our inmost bosoms deep, And all our souls from error keep. 3 Oh, may the influence of this day Long as our memory with us stay, And as a constant guardian prove, To guide us to our home above. 4 To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven. 347 Evening Hymn. L. M. j Glory to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, oh, keep me, King of kings ! Beneath thine own almighty wings. a Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill which I this day have done ; That with the world, myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed : Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the judgment-day. 4 Oh, let my soul on thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ! Sleep, which shall me more vigorous make, To serve my God when I awake. 5 Be thou my guardian, while I sleep Thy watchful station near me keep ; My heart with love celestial fill, And guard me from the approach of ill. 6 Lord, let my soul for ever share, The bliss of thy paternal care : 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above, To see thy face, and sing thy love ! 348 »« The Peace of God." L. M. x The peace which God alone reveals, And by his word of grace imparts, Which only the believer feels, Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts ! a And may the holy Three in One, The Father, W ord, and Comforter, Pour an abundant blessing down Oir every soul assembled here ! 3 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host ! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 349 The Close of the Sabbath. L. M i Another day has passed along, And we are nearer to the tomb, — Nearer to join the heavenly song, Or hear the last eternal doom. 2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath-eve, And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; For these blest hours, the world 1 leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 3 The time, how lovely and how still ; Peace shines and smiles on all below, — The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill,— All fair with evening's setting glow. 4 Season of rest ! the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love,— And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 5 Nor will our days of toil be long, Our pilgrimage will soon be trod ; And we snail join the ceaseless song, — The endless Sabbath of our God. 350 " Abide with me." IO. i Abide with me ! Fast falls the eventide, The darkness deepens — Lord, with me abide ! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me ! 2 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see ; O thou, who changest not, abide with me ! 3 I need thy presence every passing hour, What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? Who, like thyself, my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, oh, abide with me ! 4 Not a brief glance I long, a passing word ; But as thou dwell'st with thy disuples, Lord Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come, not to sojourn, but abide, with me ! 5 Hold thou thy cross before my closing eyes ; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies ; Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ! In lite, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! CLOSE OF SERVICE. Si 351 p m rting H y mm. 10. i Saviour, again to thy dear name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise ; We rise to bless thee ere our worship cease, And, now departing, wait thy word of peace. 2 Grant us thy peace upon our homeward way ; With thee began, with thee shall end the day ; Guard thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this house have called upon thy name. 3 Grant us thy peace, Lord, through the coming night,' Turn thou for us its darkness into light ; From harm and danger keep thy children free, For dark and light are bote alike to thee. 4 Grant us thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; Then, when thy voice shall bid' our conflict cease, Call us, O Lord, to thine eternal peace. 352 Evening Song, 7« i Softly now the light of day Fades upon my sight away ; Free from care, from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee. 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye Naught escapes without, within, Pardon each infirmity, Open fault, and secret sin. 3 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall for ever pass away ; Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee 4 Thou who, sinless, yet hast known All of man's infirmity ; Then from thine eternal throne, Jesus, look with pitying eye. 353 Closing Hy?nn. 7 . i For a season called to part, Let us now ourselves commend To the gracious eye and heart Of our ever present Friend. a Jesus ! hear our humble praver. Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ! Let thy mercv and thv care All our souls in safety keep. 3 Then if thou thv help afford, Joyful songs to thee shall rise, And our souls shall praise the Lord, Who regards our humble cries. 354 Hymn at Parting. 7 i Thou, from whom we never part, Thou, whose love is everywhere. Thou, who seest every heart, Listen to our evening prayer. 2 Father, fill our hearts with love, Love unfailing, full and free ; Love that no alarm can move, Love that ever rests on thee. 3 Heavenly Father! through the night Keep us safe from every ill ; Cheerful as the morning light, May we wake to do thy will. 355 The mercies of a day. 7 i For the mercies of the day, For this rest upon our way, Thanks to thee alone be given, Lord of earth and King of heaven ! 2 Cold our services have been. Mingled every prayer with sin : But thou canst and wilt forgive ; By thy grace alone we live. 3 While this thorny path we tread, May thy love our footsteps lead ; When our journey here is past, May we rest with thee at last. 4 Let these earthly Sabbaths prove Foretastes of our joys above ; While their steps thy children bend To the rest which knows no end. 356 Evening hy in n. S. M. i The day is past and gone, The evening shades appear ; Oh, may we all remember well The night of death draws near. 2 We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest ; So death will soon disrobe us all Of what we here possessed. 3 Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears ; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears. 4 And when we early rise. And view the unwearied sun. May we set out to win the prize, And after glory run. 5 And when our days are past, And we from time rein Oh, mav we in thy bosom rest, The bosom ut thy love. 82 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 357 Sabbath over. S. M. i The day of praise is done : The evening shadows tall ; Yet pass not trom us with the sun, True Light that lightenest all ! Around thy throne on high, Where night can never be, The white-robed harpers of the sky Bring ceaseless hymns to thee. 3 Too faint our anthems here ; Too soon of praise we tire ; But oh, the strains how full and clear Of that eternal choir ! 4 Yet, Lord ! to thy dear will If thou attune the heart, We in thine angels' music still May bear our lower part. 5 Shine thou within us, then, A day that knows no end, Till songs of angels and of men In perfect praise shall blend. 358 "Closing hour." S. M. t Lord, at this closing hour, Establish every heart Upon thy word of truth and power, To keep us when we part. i Peace to our brethren give ; Fill all our hearts with love ; In faith and patience may we live, And seek our rest above. 3 Through changes, bright or drear, We would thy will pursue ; And toil to spread thy kingdom here, Till we its glory view. 4 To God, the only wise, In every age adored, Let glory from the church arise Through Jesus Christ our Lord ! 359 " Do it with thy might." S. M. i The swift declining day, I low fast its moments fly ! While evening's broad and gloomy shade Gains on the western sky. 2 Ye mortals, mark its pace, A nd use the hours of light ; And know, its Maker can command At once eternal night. 3 Give glory to the Lord, Who rules the n\ Milling sphere ; Submissive at his footstool bow, And seek salvation there. 4 Then shall new lustre break Through death's impending gloom, And lead you to unchanging light. In your celestial home. 360 Doxology. S. M i To God the only wise, Who keeps us by his word, Be glory now and evermore, Through Jesus Christ our Lord. 2 Hosanna to the Word, Who from the Feather came ; Ascribe salvation to the Lonl, And ever bless his name. 3 The grace of Christ ruir Lord, The Father's boundless love, The Spirit's blest communion, too, Be with us from above. 361 "Abide with us." i The day, O Lord, is spent ; Abide with us, and rest ; Our hearts' desires are fully bent On making thee our guest. 2 We have not reached that land, That happy land, as yet, Where holy angels round thee stand, Whose sun can never set. 3 Our sun is sinking now, Our day is almost o'er ; O Sun of Righteousness, do thou Shine on us evermoie i 362 Pa rting Hym n . i Once more, before we part, Oh, bless the Saviour's name ; Let every tongue and every heart Adore and praise the same. 2 Lord, in thy grace we came, That blessing still impart ; We met in Jesus' sacred name, In Jesus' name we part. 3 Still on thy holy word Help us to feed, and grow, Still to go on to know the Lord, And practise what we know. 4 Now, Lord, before we part, Help us to bless thy name : Let every tongue and every heart Adore ami praise the same. 363 Benediction. i May the grace of Christ our Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With tlu- Holy Spirit's favor, Rest upon us trom above ! S. M. S. M. CLOSE OF SERVICE. 83 t Thus mav we abide in union With each other and the Lord ; And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford. 364 "An Evening Blessing" S, J. 1 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing, Ere repose our spirits seal ; Sin and want we come confessing ; Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 2 Though destruction walk around us, Though the arrow near us fly, Angel guards from thee surround us ; We are safe if thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee ; Thou art he who, never weary, Watcheth where thy people be. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb, Mav the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in light and deathless bloom. 365 The Pilgrim. 3, 7. D. 1 Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us, Through this lonely vale of tears ; Through the changes thou'st decreed us, Till our last great change appears. When temptation's dans assail us, When in devious paths we stray, Let thy goodness never fail us, Lead us in thy perfect way. 2 In the hour of pain and anguish, In the hour when death draws near, Suffer not our hearts to languish, Suffer not our souls to fear. And when mortal life is ended, Bid us in thine arms to rest, Till by angel bands attended, We awake among the blest. 366 Close 0/ Worship. 8,7.4. 1 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; Oh, refresh us. Traveling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy gospel's joyful sound, May the'fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ; Mav thy presence With us evermore be found. I So, when'er the signal's given, Us from earth to call away ; Borne on angels' wings to heaven, Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, May we, ready, Rise and reign in endless day. 367 " Guide me." 8, 7, ^ 1 Glide me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven ! Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow ; 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 safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. 368 " Saviour, keep us." o, "J, 4* 1 God of our salvation ! hear us ; Bless, oh, bless us, ere we go ; When we join the world, be near us, Lest we cold and careless grow. Saviour ! keep us ; Keep us safe from every foe. 2 As our steps are drawing nearer To our everlasting home, May our view of heaven grow clearer, Hope more bright of joys to come ; And, when dying, May thy presence cheer the gloom. 369 " Guard us y guide us ." S J, 6L 1 Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us O'er the world's tempestuous sea ; Guard us, guide us, keep us, feed us, For we have no help but thee ; Yet possessing every blessing, If our God our Father be. 2 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us, All our weakness thou dost know ; Thou didst tread this earth before us, Thou didst feel its keenest woe ; Lone and dreary, faint and weary, Through the desert thou didst go. 3 Spirit of our God, descending, Fill our hearts with heavenly joy ; 8 4 PUBLIC WORSHIP. Love with every passion blending, Pleasure that can never cloy : Thus provided, pardoned, guided, Nothing can our peace destroy. S70 " One More Day." P. M. i One more day's work for Jesus, One less of life for me ! But heaven is nearer, And Christ is dearer Than yesterday, to me ; His love and light Fill all my soul to-night. Cho. — One more day's work for Jesus, One more day's work for Jesus, One more day's work for Jesus, One less of life for me. 3 One more day's work for Jesus ; How sweet the work has been, To tell the story, To show the glory, Where Christ's tiock enter in ! How it did shine In this poor heart of mine ! — Cho. 3 One more day's work for Jesus — Oh, yes, a weary day ; But heaven shines clearer, And rest comes nearer, At each step of the way ; And Christ in all — Before his face 1 fall.— Cho. 4 Oh, blessed work for Jesus ! Oh, rest at Jesus' feet ! There toil seems pleasure, My wants are treasure, And pain for him is sweet. Lord, if 1 may, I'll serve another day ! — Cho. 371 Gloria Patri. i Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, And to the Holy Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, World without end. Amen. Amen. 372 ll The day is gone." L»« M. t Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go : Thy word into our minds instill ; And make our lukewarm hearts to glow With lowly love and fervent will. Ref. — Through life's long day and death's dark night, O gentle Jesus, be our light. a The day is gone, its hours have run, And thou hast taken count of all. The scanty triumphs grace hath won. The broken vow, the frequent fall.— Ref. 3 Do more than pardon ; give us joy, Sweet fear, and sober liberty, And simple hearts without alloy That only long to be like thee. — Ref. 4 Labor is sweet, for thou hast toiled ; And care is light, for thou hast cared ; Ah ! never let our works be soiled With strife, or by deceit ensnared. — Ref. 5 For all we love, the poor, .he sad, The sinful, unto thee we call ; Oh, let thy mercy make us glad : Thou art our Jesus, and our All.— Ref. 373 Matt. 6: 9-13. 1 Our Father, who art in heaven, | hallowed | be thy | name ; |i thy kingdom come, thy will be done on | earth, as it | is in f heaven ; 2 Give us this | day our | daily | bread ; || and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive | them that | trespass | against us. 3 And lead us not into temptation, but de- | liver I us from | evil ; || for thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the | glory, for- I ever. A- | men. 374 Evening Song. Ui 5« 1 Now God be with us, for the night is closing, The light and darkness are of his disposing ; And 'neath his shadow here to rest we yield us: For he will shield us. 2 Let evil thoughts and spirits flee before us : Till morning cometh, watch, O Father ! o'er us ; In soul and body thou from harm defend us, Thine angels send us. 3 Let pious thoughts be ours when sleep o'cr- takes us ; Our earliest thoughts be thine when morning wakes us ; All sick and mourners, we to thee commend them. Do thou befriend them. 4 We have no refuge, none on earth to aid us, But thee. () Father! who thine own hast made us ; Keep us in life ; forgive our sins; deliver Us now and ever. 5 Praise be to thee through Jesus our salvation, God, three in one, the Ruler of creation, High throned, o'er all thine eye ot incuv casting, Lord everlasting ! THE SCRIPTURES. 375 Evening Confession. II« 5- i From the recesses of a lowly spirit, Our humble prayer ascends ; O Father ! hear it, Upsoaring on the wings of awe and meek- ness ; Forgive its weakness ! « We see thv hand ; it leads us, it supports us ! We hear thy voice ; it counsels and it courts us : And then we turn away ; and still thy kind- ness Forgives our blindness. 3 Oh, how long-suffering, Lord ! but thou de- lightest To win with love the wandering ; thou in- vitest. By smiles of mercy, not by frowns or terrors, Man from his errors. 4 Father and Saviour ! plant within each bosom The seeds of holiness, and bid them blossom In fragrance and in beauty bright and vernal, And spring eternal. 5 Then place them in thine everlasting gardens, Where angels walk, and seraphs are the wardens ; Where every flower escaped through death's dark portal, Becomes immortal. 376 "The Last Beam." P.M. i Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining, Father in heaven, the day is declining ; Safety and innocence fly with the light, Temptation and danger walk forth with the night : From the fall of the shade till the morning bells chime, Shield me from danger, save me from crime ! Rkf.— Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy, Father, have mercy thro' Jesus Christ our Lord, Amen. 2 Father in heaven, oh, hear when we call ! Hear, for Christ's sake, who is Saviour of all; Feeble and fainting, we trust in thy might ; In doubting and darkness, thy love be our light ; Let us sleep on thy breast while the night taper burns, Wake in thy arms when morning returns. — Ref. 377 Christ in the Gospel. L. M. i Gon, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known, Where love in all its glory shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here, sinners of an humble frame May taste his grace, and learn his name ; May read, in characters of blood, The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 3 Here, faith reveals, to mortal eyes, A brighter world beyond the skies ; Here, shines the light which guides our way From earth to realms of endless day. I 4 Oh, grant us grace, almighty Lord ! To read and mark thy holy word, Its truths with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. 378 L. M. A written Revelation. i Let everlasting glories crown Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord ! Thy hands have brought salvation down And writ the blessings in thy word. 2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon ; 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 and comfort stands ! o79 Inspiration. E. M.« i 'Twas by an order from the Lord The ancient prophets spoke his word ! His Spirit did their tongues inspire. And warmed their hearts with heavenly fire. 2 The works and wonders which they wrought Confirmed the messages they brought : The prophet's pen succeeds his breath, To save the holy words from death. 3 Great God, mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ; There my Redeemer's face I see, And read his name who died for me. 380 Psalm 19. 1 The starry firmament on high, And all the glories of the sky, Vet shine not to thy praise, O Lord, So brightly as thy written word. 2 The hopes that holy word supplies, Its truths divine and precepts wise, In each a heavenly beam I see, And every beam conducts to thee. 3 Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail, The moon forget her nightly tale. And deepest silence hush <»n higti The radiant choius ol the sky : — L. M. 36 THE SCRIPTURES. 4 But fixed for everlasting years, Unmoved, amid the wreck of spheres, Thy word shall shine in cloudless day, When heaven and earth have passed away. 331 Nature and the Word. L. M. i Now let my soul, eternal King - , To thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee with humble homage bow, My tongue perform its solemn vow. a All nature sings thy boundless love, In worlds below, and worlds above ; But in thy blessed word I trace Diviner wonders of thy grace. 3 Here what delightful truths I read ! Here I behold the Saviour bleed ; His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart and checks my fear. 4 Here Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my laboring conscience peace ; Here lifts my grateful passions high, And points tVmansions in the sky. 5 For love like this, oh, let my song, Through endless years, thy praise prolong ; Let distant climes thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. 382 "A little Book Open: 1 L. M. x I love the sacred Book of God ! No other can its place supply ; It points me to his own abode ; It gives me wings, and bids me fly. a Sweet Book ! in thee my eyes discern The very image of my Lord : From thine instructive page I learn The joys his presence will afford. 3 In thee I read my title clear To mansions that will ne'er decay ; — Dear Lord, oh, when wilt thou appear, And bear thy prisoner away? 4 While I am here, these leaves supply His place, and tell me of his love ; I read with faith's discerning eye, And gain a glimpse of joys above. 5 I know in them the Spirit breathes To animate his people here ; Oh, may these truths prove life to all, Till in his presence we appear ! 383 Progress of Tr ut/i. L . M . x Upon the Gospel's sa< red page The gathered beams of ages shine ; And, ;is it hastens, every age But makes its brightness more diviue. 2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight, From year to year does knowledge soar ; And, as it soars, the Gospel light Becomes effulgent more and more. 3 More glorious still, as centuries roll, New regions blest, new powers unfurled, Expanding with the expanding soul, Its radiance shall o'erfiow the world, — 4 Flow to restore, but not destroy ; As when the cloudless lamp of day Pours out its floods of light and joy, And sweeps the lingering mist away. 384 C. M. Love to Christ desired. i Thou lovely source of true delight, Whom I unseen adore ! Unvail thy beauties to my sight, That I may love thee more. 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines ; — But in thy sacred word, I read, in fairer, brighter lines, My bleeding, dying Lord. 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, And sin and sorrow rise, Thy love, with cheering beams of hope, My fainting heart, supplies. 4 But ah ! too soon the pleasing scene Is clouded o'er with pain: My gloomy fears rise dark between, And I again complain. 5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light ! Oh, come with blissful ray ; Break radiant through the shades of night, And chase my fears away. 6 Then shall my soul with rapture trace The wonders of thy love : But the full glories of thy face Are only known above. 385 Unfruitfulness lamented. i Long have I sat beneath the sound Of thy salvation, Lord ! But still how weak my faith is found, Ami knowledge of thy word ! 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place, And hear almost in vain ; How small a portion of thy grace My memory can retain ! 3 How cold and feeble is my love ! 1 low negligent my fear ! How low my nope oi joys above! How lew affections theie ! C. M THE SCRIPTURES. 87 4 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart. To give thy word success : Write thy salvation in my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 5 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high : There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. 386 A blessed Gospel.— Ps. 8g CM. 1 Blest are the souls thai hear and know The gospel's joyous sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. 3 Their joy shall bear 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 for ever lives. 387 The Bible suited to oicr Wants. CM. 1 Father of mercies ! in thy word What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name adored, For these celestial lines. 2 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repast ; Sublimer sweets than nature knows Invite the longing taste. 3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life, and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 4 Oh, may these heavenly pages be My ever clear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 5 Divine instructor, gracious Lord ! Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. 388 The Word Decisive. » Laden with guilt, and full of fears, I fly to thee, my Lord, And not a glimpse of hope appears But in thy written word. 2 This is the held where hidden lies, The pearl of price unknown ; That merchant is divinely wise, Who makes the pearl his own. C. M. 3 This is the judge that ends the strife, Where wit and reason fail ; My guide to everlasting life, Through all this gloomy vale. 4 Oh, may thy counsels, mighty God ! My roving feet command ; Nor I forsake the happy road, That leads to ihy right hand. 389 Psalm 119. C M 1 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 ; Its truths upon the nations rise, — They rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view, In brighter worlds above. 390 Thanks for the Bible. 7, 6 , D. 1 O word of God incarnate, O Wisdom from on high, O Truth unchanged, unchanging, O Light of our dark sky ! We praise thee for the radiance That from the hallowed page, A lantern to our footsteps. Shines on from age to age. 2 The Church from her dear Master Received the gift divine, And still that light she lifteth O'er all the earth to shine. It is the golden casket Where gems of truth are stored ; It is the heaven-drawn picture Of Christ the living Word. 3 Oh, make thy Church, dear Saviour, A lamp of burnished gold, To bear before the nations Thy true light as of old ; Oh, teach thy wandering pilgrims By this their path to trace, Till, clouds and darkness ended, They see thee face to face. 88 GOD. 391 p scl lm i 9 . 7. 6, D. i The heavens declare his glory, Their Maker's skill the skies: Each day repeats the story, And night to night replies. Their silent proclamation Throughout the earth is heard ; The record of creation, The page of nature's word, a So pure, so soul-restoring, Is truth's diviner ray ; A brighter radiance pouring Than all the pomp of day: The wanderer surely guiding, It makes the simple wise ; And, evermore abiding, Unfailing joy supplies. 3 Thv word is richer treasure Than lurks within the mine ; And daintiest fare less pleasure Yields than this food divine. How wise each kind monition ! Led by thy counsels, Lord, How safe the saints' condition, How great is their reward ! 392 God Everlasting— Ps. 90. 7, 6. D. 1 O God, the Rock of Ages, Who evermore hast been, What time the tempest rages, Our dwelling-place serene : Before thy first creations, O Lord, the same as now, To endless generations The Everlasting thou ! 2 Our years are like the shadows On sunny hills that lie, Or grasses in the meadows That blossom but to die : A sleep, a dream, a story, By strangers quickly told, An unremaining glory Of things that soon are old. 3 O thou who canst not slumber, Whose light grows never pale, Teach us aright to number Our years before they fail. On us thy mercy lighten, On us thy goodness rest, And let thy Spirit brighten The hearts thyself hast blessed ! 393 Omnipresent. 7, 6. D. 1 (>• mountains and in valleys, Where'er we go is God ; The cottage and the palace, Alike are his abode. With watchful eye abiding Upon us with delight ; Our souls, in him confiding, He keeps both day and night. 2 Above me and beside me, My God is ever near, To watch, protect, and guide me. Whatever ills appear. Though other friends may fail me, In sorrow's dark abode, Though death itself assail me, I'm ever safe with God. o94 Sovereign Love. "], O. Jj 1 'Tis not that I did choose thee, For, Lord ! that could not be ; This heart would still refuse thee ; But thou hast chosen me ; — Hast, from the sin that stained me, Washed me and set me free, And to this end ordained me, That I should live to thee. 2 'Twas sovereign mercy called me. And taught my opening mind ; The world had else enthralled me, To heavenly glories blind. My heart owns none above thee ; For thy rich grace I thirst ; This knowing, — if I love thee, Thou must have loved me first. 395 The Trinity. L. M. 1 Father of heaven, whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy pardoning love extend. 2 Almighty Son — incarnate Word — Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord 1 Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, — Before thy throne we sinners bend : To us thy quickening power extena. 4 Jehovah ! — Father, Spirit, Son ! Mysterious Godhead ! — Three in One ! Before thy throne we sinners bend ; Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 396 Unscarchableness. — Job 11 : With deepest reverence at thy throne, Jehovah, peerless and unknown ! Our feeble spirits strive, in vain, A glimpse ol thee, great God ! to gain. L. M THE ALMIGHTY FATHER. 8 9 2 Who, by the closest search, can find The eternal, uncreated mind ? Nor men. nor angels can explore Thy heights of love, thy depths of power. 3 That power we trace on every side ; Oh, may thy wisdom be our guide ! And while we live, and when we die, May thine almighty love be nigh. 397 Long-Suffer i ?ig. — Luke 13: 6. L. M. 1 God of my life, to thee belong The grateful heart, the joyful song ; Touched by thy love, each tuneful chord Resounds the goodness of the Lord. 2 Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care ? Why do'th thy hand so kindly rear A useless cumberer of the ground, On which so little fruit is found ? 3 Still let the barren fig-tree stand Upheld and fostered by thy hand ; And let its fruit and verdure be A grateful tribute, Lord, to thee. 398 Mystery.— A. 46: 10. L. M. 1 Wait, O my soul ! thy Maker's will ; Tumultuous passions, all be still ! Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; 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 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, He executes his firm decrees ; And by his saints it stands confessed, That what he does is ever best. 4 Wait, then, my soul ! submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat ; And, 'mid the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. 399 Omnipresence. L. M. 1 Lord of all being ; throned afar. Thy glory flames from sun and star ; Centre and soul of every sphere. Vet to each loving heart how near ! a Sun of our life, thy quickening ray Sheds on our path the glow 01 day ; Star of our hope, thy softened light Cheers the long watches of the night. I Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn ; Our noontide is thy gracious dawn ; Our rainbow arch thy mercy'- - All, save the clouds of sin, arc 4 Lord of all life, below, above. Whose light is truth, whose warmth is love, Before thy ever-blazing throne We ask no lustre of our own. 5 Grant us thy truth to make us free. And kindling hearts that burn for thee, Till all thy living altars claim One holy'light, one heavenly flame ! 400 Mysteries of Providence. L. M. 1 Lord, how mysterious are thy ways ! How blind are we. how mean our praise ! Thy steps no mortal eves explore ; 'Tis ours to wonder and adore. 2 Great God ! I do not ask to see What in futurity shall be ; Let light and bliss attend my days. And then my future hours be praise. 3 Are darkness and distress my share ? Give me to trust thy guardian care ; Enough for me. if love divine At length through every cioud shall shine. 4 Yet this my soul desires to know, Be this my only wish below ; That Christ is mine ! — this great request, Grant, bounteous God, and I am blest. 401 Sovereignty. L. M. 1 Lord, my weak thought in vain would climb To search the starry vault profound ; In vain would wing her flight sublime, To find creation's outmost bound. 2 But weaker yet that thought must prove To search thy great eternal plan.— Thy sovereign counsels, born of love Long ages ere the world began. 3 When my dim reason would demand Why that, or this, thou dost ordain. By some vast deep I seem to stand. Whose secrets I must ask in vain. 4 When doubts disturb my troubled breast. And all is dark as night to me, Here, as on solid rock, I rest ; That so it seemeth good to thee. 5 Be this my joy, that evermore Thou nil est all things at thy will ■ Thy sovereign wisdom I adore. And calmly, sweetly, trust thee still. 402 Sovereignty. — Rom. 9 : 20. L. M 1 May not the sovereign Lord on high Dispense his favors as he will, • some to life, while others die, And yet be iust and gracious stiil ? go GOD. t What if he means to show his grace, And his electing love employs To mark out some of mortal race, And form them tit for heavenly joys? 3 Shall man reply against the Lord, And call his Maker's ways unjust, The thunder of whose dreadful word Can crush a thousand worlds to dust. 4 But. O my soul ! if truth so bright Should dazzle and confound thy sight, Yet still his written will obey, And wait the great decisive day. 403 Unsearchableness. L. M. i What finite power, with ceaseless toil, Can fathom the eternal Mind ? Or who the almighty Three in One By searching, to perfection find ? 2 Angels and men in vain may raise, Harmonious, their adoring songs ; The laboring thought sinks down, opprest, And praises die upon their tongues. 3 Yet would I lift my trembling voice A portion of his ways to sing ; And mingling with his meanest works, My humble, grateful tribute bring. 404 Goodness.— Ps. 34: S. L. M. i Triumphant Lord, thy goodness reigns Through all the wide celestial plains ; And its full streams unceasing flow Down to the abodes of men below. 2 Through nature's work its glories shine ; The cares of providence are thine ; And grace erects our ruined frame A fairer temple to thy name. 3 Oh, give to every human heart To taste, and feel how good thou art ; With grateful love and reverent fear, To know how blest thy children are. 405 Faithfulness. L. M. i Praise, everlasting praise, be paid To him that earth's foundation laid ; Piaise to the God whose strong decrees, Sway the creation as he please. s Pniise to the goodness of the Lord, Who rules his people by his word ; And there, as strong as his decrees, He sets his kindest promises. 3 Oh, for a strong, a lasting faith ■ dit what the Almighty saith ! To embrace the message of his Son ! And call the joys of heaven our own ! 4 Then, should the earth's old pillars shake. And all the wheels of nature break, Our steady souls should fear no more Than solid rocks when billows roar. 406 In Nature.— Ps. 19. L. M. D. 1 The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim : The unwearied sun, trom day to day. Does 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 nighty, to the listening 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 their 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." 407 In the Seasons. L. M 1 Eternal Source of every joy, Well may thy praise our lip's employ, While in thy temple we appear, To hail thee, Sovereign of the year ! 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole, The sun is taught by thee to rise, And darkness when to vail the skies. 3 The flowerv spring at thy command, Perfumes the air, adorns the land ; The summer rays with vigor shine, To raise the corn, to cheer the vine. 4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours, Through all our coasts, redundant stores: And winters, softened by thy care, No more the face of horror wear. 5 Seasons and months, and weeks and days. Demand successive songs of praise ; And be the grateful homage paid, With morning light and evening shade. 6 Here in thy house let incense rise, And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, Till to those ofty heights we soar, Where days and years revolve no more. THE ALMIGHTY FATHER. 9* 408 C. M. D. Providence* 1 While thee I seek, protecting Power ! Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be rilled ! Thy love the power of thought bestowed ; To thee my thoughts would soar : Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; That mercy I adore, a In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each' blessing to my soul more dear Because conferred by thee. In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise Or seek relief in prayer. 3 When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; That heart will rest on thee. 409 Psalm 107. C. M. 1 How are thy servants blessed, O Lord ! How sure is their defence ! Eternal Wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence. 2 When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 3 The storm is laid, the winds retire, Obedient to thy will : The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 4 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 410 Continued help. C. M. 1 When all thy mercies, O my God ! My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Unnumbered comforts, to my souL, Thy tender care bestowed. Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts tlowed. 3 When, in the slippery paths of youth, With heedless steps, 1 ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. C. M 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise : For, oh, eternity's too short To utter all thy praise ! 411 In the Winds. 1 Great Ruler of all nature's frame ! We own thy power divine ; We hear thy breath in every storm, For all the winds are thine. 2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way They work thy sovereign will ; And, awed by thy majestic voice, Confusion shall be still. 3 Thy mercy tempers every blast To them that seek thy face, And mingles with the tempest's roar The whispers of thy grace. 4 Those gentle whispers let me hear, Till all the tumult cease ; And gales of Paradise shall lull My weary soul to peace. 412 Lord 0/ All. C. M. 1 The Lord our God is Lord of all ; His station who can find ? I hear him in the waterfall ; I hear him in the wind. 2 If in the gloom of night I shroud, His face I cannot liv ; I see him in the evening cloud, And in the morning sky. 3 He smiles, we live ! he frowns, we die ! We hang upon his word ; He rears his mighty arm on high, We fall before his sword. 4 He bids his gales the fields deform ; Then, when his thunders cease, He paints his rainbow on the storm, And lulls the winds to peace. 413 Almighty Power . C. M. 1 The Lord, our God, is lull of might, The winds obey ins will ; He speaks,— and,' in his heavenly height. The rolling sun stands still. 9 2 GOD. 2 Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar ; The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds 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 peals it dies ; He yokes the whirlwind to his car, And sweeps the howling skies. 5 Ye nations, bend — in reverence bend ; Ye monarchs, wait his nod, And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate your God. 414 Omnipotence. — Isa. 12: 4. C. M. 1 The Lord, how fearful is his name ! How wide is his command ! Nature, with all her moving frame, Rests on his mighty hand. 9 Immortal glory forms his throne, And light his awful robe ; While with a smile, or with a frown, He manages the globe. 3 A word of his almighty breath Can swell or sink the seas ; Build the vast empires of the earth, Or break them as he please. 4 On angels, with unvailed face His glory beams above ; On men, he looks with softest grace, And takes his title, Love. 415 Providenee. C. M. 1 Keep silence, all created things ! And wait your Maker's nod ■ My soul stands trembling, while she sings The honors of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each opening leaf, and every stroke, Fulfills some deep design. 4 My God ! I would not long to see My fate, wkb curious eyes — What gloomy lines aro writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 5 In thy fair book of life and grace, Oh, may I find my name Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord, the Lamb. 416 Nature and Grace. C. M 1 Father ! how wide thy glory shines ! How high thy wonders rise ! Known thro' the earth bv thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power, Their motions speak thy skill ; And on the wings of every hour, W T e read thy patience still. 3 But, when we view thy strange design To save rebellious worms, Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms, — 4 Here the whole Deity is known ; Nor dares a creature guess, Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice, or the grace. 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains ; Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name. And try their choicest strains. 6 Oh, may I bear some humble part, In that immortal song ; Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. 417 C. M. In Nature. 1 Lord, when my raptured thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid my soul adore. 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 On me thy providence has shone With gentle smiling rays ; Oh, let my lips and life make known Thy goodness and thy praise. 4 All-bounteous Lord, thy grace impart ! Oh, teach me to improve Thy gifts with humble, grateful heart, And crown them with thy love. 418 Goodness. — Ps. 145. 1 Sweet is the memory of thy grace, My God, my heavenly King ; Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. C. M THE ALMIGHTY FATHER. 93 a God reigns on high ; but ne'er confines His goodness to the skies : Through the whole earth his bounty shines And every want supplies. 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food ; Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouth with good. 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine anger moves ! But soon he sends his pardoning word To cheer the souls he loves. 419 Eternity.— Ps. 90: 1. CM. x Great God ! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. a Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made : Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in thy view ; To thee there's nothing old appears — Great God ! there's nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares ; While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs. 5 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 420 "TeDeumr 1 O God ! we praise thee, and confess That thou the only Lord And everlasting Father art, By all the earth adored. a To thee, all angels cry aloud ; To thee the powers on high, Both cherubim and seraphim, Continually do cry :— 3 O holy, holy, holy Lord, Whom heavenly hosts obey, The world is with the glory filled Of thy majestic sway ! 4 The apostles' glorious company. And prophets crowned with light, With all the martyrs' noble host, Thy constant praise recite. C. M. 5 The holy church throughout the world, Lord, confesses thee, That thou the eternal Father art, Of boundless majesty. 421 Omniscience. — Ps. 139. CM. 1 Lord ! where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown ? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire — In heaven thy glorious throne. 2 If, winged with beams of morning light, 1 fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 3 If, o'er my sins, I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes, that guard thy law, Would turn the shades to light. 4 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee : Oh, may I ne'er provoke that power, From which I cannot flee. 422 Majesty.— Psalm 18. C. M 1 The Lord descended from above, And bowed 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. 3 He sat serene upon the floods, Their fury to restrain ; And he, as sovereign Lord and King, For evermore shall reign. 4 The Lord will give his people strength, Whereby they shall increase ; And he will bless his chosen flock With everlasting peace. 423 In the Seasons— Psalm 147. C M. D. 1 With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high ; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters vail the sky. He sends his showers of blessings down, To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. a His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year ; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 94 GOD. His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the' ground ; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 3 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn ; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word ; With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 424 Incarnation. C. M. 1 Awake, awake the sacred song To our incarnate Lord ! Let every heart and every tongue Adore the eternal Word. 2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power, By whom the worlds were made — Oh, happy morn ! illustrious hour ! — Was once in flesh arrayed ! 3 Then shone almighty power and love, In all their glorious forms, When Jesus left his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms. 4 Adoring angels tuned their songs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture then let mortal tongues Their grateful worship pay. 425 Love.— i John *,: 8. CM. x Come, ye that know and fear the Lord, And raise your thoughts above : Let every heart and voice accord, To sing that " God is love." a This precious truth his word declares, And all his mercies prove ; Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears, To show that " God is love." 3 Behold his patience, bearing long With those who from him rove ; Till mighty grace their hearts subdues, To teach them—' 4 God is love." 4 Oh, may we all, while here below, This best of blessings prove ; Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds, Proclaim that ki God is love." 426 In Nature. x There is a book that all may read, Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need, Pure eyes and Christian hearts. C. M. 2 The works of God above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God himself is found. 3 The glorious sky, embracing all, Is like the Maker's love, Wherewith encompassed, great and small. In peace and order move. 4 The dew of heaven is like thy grace, It steals in silence down ; But where it lights the favored place By richest fruits is known. 5 Thou, who hast given me eyes to see, And love this sight so fair, Give me a heart to find out thee, And read thee everywhere. 427 Omnipresence. — Ps. 139. C. M. 1 In all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try, To shun thy presence, Lord ! or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they're formed within ; And, ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh, wondrous knowledge, deep and high, Where can a creature hide ? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclosed on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. 428 Omniscience. — Ps. 139. 1 Jehovah God ! thy gracious power On every hand we see ; Oh, may the blessings of each hour Lead all our thoughts to thee. 2 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And reaches to the skies ; Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies. 3 From morn till noon, till latest eve, The hand of ( rod we see ; And all the blessings we receive, Ceaseless proceed from thee. C M THE ALMIGHTY FATHER. 95 4 In all the varying scenes of time, On thee our hopes depend ; In every age, in every clime, Our Father and our Friend. 429 Perfections.— Ps. 77 : 11-14. C. M. 1 I sing the almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. * I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day ; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. 4 Lord ! how thy wonders are displayed Where'er 1 turn mine eye ! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky ! 5 There's not a plant or flower below But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from thy throne. 6 Creatures that borrow life from thee Are subject to thy care ; There's not a place' where we can flee, But God is present there. 430 Mystery.— x Cor. 13 : 12. C. M. 1 Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea ; Thy paths I cannot trace, Nor comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. 2 As, through a glass, I dimly see The wonders of thy love ; How little do I know of thee, Or of the joys above ! 3 'Tis but in part I know thy will ; I bless thee for the sight : When will thy love the rest reveal, In glory's clearer light ? 4 With rapture shall I then surve> Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. 431 Faithfulness .—Psalm 36: 5. CM. t Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme, And speak some boundless thing ; The mighty works, or mightier name, Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad ; Sing the sweet promise of his grace, And the performing God. 3 His very word of grace is strong, As that which built the skies ; The voice that rolls the stars along, Speaks all the promises. 4 Oh, might I hear thy heavenly tongue But whisper, k, Thou art mine ! " Those gentle words should raise my song To notes almost divine. 432 Providence. C M. 1 God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perforin ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Ot never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ! The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and will break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste. But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 433 Holiness.— Psalm in: 9. CM. i Holy and and reverend is the name Of our eternal King, Thrice holy Lord ! the angels cry ; Thrice holy ! let us sing. 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, O my soul ! to God ; Lift with thy hands a holy heart To his sublime abode. 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Whom words nor thoughts can reach ; A broken heart shall please him more Thau the best tonus of speech. 9 6 GOD. 4 Thou noly God ! preserve our souls From all pollution free ; The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see. 434 Our Father.— Psalm 31. CM, 1 .My God, my Father .'—blissful name ! Oh, may I call thee mine ? May I, with sweet assurance, claim A portion so divine ? 2 This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly : What harm can ever reach my soul, Beneath my Father's eye ? 3 Whate'er thy providence denies, I calmly would resign ; For thou art just, and good, and wise ; Oh, bend my will to thine. 4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, Oh, give me strength to bear ; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. 5 If pain and sickness rend this frame, And life almost depart, Is not thy mercy still the same, To cheer my drooping heart? 6 My God, my Father ! be thy name My solace and my stay ; Oh, wilt thou seal my humble claim, And drive my fears away ? 435 The Trinity. C M. 1 Father of glory ! to thy name Immortal praise we give, Who dost an act of grace proclaim, And bid us rebels live. 2 Immortal honor to the Son Who makes thine anger cease ; Our lives he ransomed with his own, And died to make our peace. 3 To thine almighty Spirit be Immortal glory given, Whose influence brings us near to thee, And trains us up for heaven. 4 Let men with their united voice Adore the eternal God ; And spread his honors and their joys Through nations far abroad. 436 In the Universe. C. M. HAL Wisdom ! thee we praise, Thee the creation sings ; With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace tings. 2 How wide thy hand hath spread the slcy ! How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starred with sparkling gold. 3 Infinite strength and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder, God. 4 But still the wonders of thy grace Our softer passions move ; Pity divine in Jesus' face We see, adore, and love. 437 Holiness.— Rev. 4:8. 8, 7. D 1 Lord, thy glory fills the heaven ; Earth is with its fullness stored ; Unto thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! Heaven is still with anthems ringing j Earth takes up the angels' cry, Holy, holy, holy, singing, Lord of hosts, thou Lord most high. 2 Ever thus in God's high praises, Brethren, let our tongues unite, While our thoughts his greatness raises. And our love his gifts excite : With his seraph train before him, With his holy church below, Thus unite we to adore him, Bid we thus our anthem flow. 3 Lord, thy glory fills the heaven , Earth Is with its fullness stored ; Unto thee be glory given, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! Thus thy glorious' name confessing, We adopt the angels' cry, Holy, holy, holy, blessing Thee, the Lord our God most high ! 438 Grace. S, 7. D 1 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee For the bliss thy love bestows ; For the pardoning grace that saves me, And the peace that from it flows : Help., O God, my weak endeavor ; This dull soul to rapture raise ; Thou must light the flame, or never Can my love be warmod to praise. 2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee, Wretched wanderer, far astray ; Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away : Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, Him who saw thy guilt-born tear, And, the light Of hope revealing, Bade the blood-stained cross appear. THE ALMIGHTY FATHER. 97 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express: Low before thy footstool kneeling, Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless ; Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, Love's pure flame within me raise ; And, since words can never measure, Let my life show forth thy praise. 4o9 Wisdom and Love. S, "J. i God is love ; his mercy brightens All the path in which we rove ; Bliss he wakes and woe he lightens ; God is wisdom, God is love. 2 Chance and change are busy ever ; Man decays, and ages move ; But his mercy waneth never ; God is wisdom, God is love. 3 Ev'n the hour that darkest seemeth, Will his changeless goodness prove ; From the gloom his brightness streameth, God is wisdom, God is love. 4 He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above : Everywhere his glory shineth j God is wisdom, God is love. 440 Divine Love. 8, J. D. i See, oh, see what love the Father Hath bestowed upon our race ! How he bends, with sweet compassion, Over us his beaming face ! See how he his best and dearest, For the very worst, hath given, — His own Son for us poor sinners ; See, oh, see the love of heaven ! 2 See, oh, see, what love the Saviour, Also, hath on us bestowed ! How he bled for us and suffered, How he bore the heavy load ! On the cross and in the garden, Oh, how sore was his distress I Is not this a love, that passeth Aught that tongue can e'er express ? ^ See, oh, see, what love is shown us. Also, by the Holy Ghost ! How he strives with us, poor sinners. Even when we sin the most. Teaching comforting, correcting, Where he sees it needful is ! Oh, what heart would not be thankful For a threefold love like this ? 441 Perfections.— Ps. i 45 . S, 7. 1 God, my King, thy might confessing, Ever will 1 bless' thy name ; Day by day thy throne addressing, Still will I thy praise proclaim. 2 Nor shall fail from memory's treasure, Works by love and mercy wrought — Works of love surpassing measure, Works of mercy passing thought. 3 Full of kindness and compassion, Slow of anger, vast in love, God is good to all creation ; All his works his goodness prove. 4 All thy works, O Lord, shall bless thee, Thee shall all thy saints adore ; King supreme shall they confess thee, And proclaim thy sovereign power. 442 " One in Tliree." 6, 4 1 Come, thou almighty King, 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 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. 3 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 ! 4 To the great One in Three The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 443 Psalm 150. 6, 4. 1 Praise ye Jehovah's name ; Praise through his courts proclaim ; Rise and adore ; High o'er the heavens above, Sound his great acts of love. While his rich grace we prove, Vast as his power. 2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise. Wide as his tame. 9 8 GOD. There let the harp be found ; Organs of solemn sound, Roll your deep notes around, Filled with his name. 3 While his high praise you sing, Shake every sounding string j Sweet the accord ! He vital breath bestows ; Let every breath that flows, His noble fame disclose ; Praise ye the Lord. 4 To God, the Father, Son, And Spirit, Three in One, All praise be given ! Crown him in every song ; To him your hearts belong Let all his praise prolong On earth, in heaven ! 444 "A Mighty Fortress." P.M. i A mighty fortress is our God, A bulwark never failing : Our Helper he, amid the flood Of mortal ills prevailing. For still our ancient foe Doth seek to work his woe ; His craft and power are great, And armed with cruel hate, On earth is not his equal. 2 Did we in our own strength confide, Our striving would be losing ; Were not the right man on our side, The man of God's own choosing. Dost ask who that may be ? Christ Jesus, it is he ; Lord Sabaoth is his name, From age to age the same, And he must win the battle. 3 And though this world, with devils filled, Should threaten to undo us • We will not fear, for God hath willed His truth to triumph through us. The Prince of darkness grim, — We tremble not for him ; His rage we can endure, For lo ! his doom is sure, — One little word shall fell him ! 4 That word above all earthly powers- No thanks to them — abidetn ; The Spirit and the gifts are ours Through him who with us sideth. Let goods and kindred go, This mortal life also \ The body they may kill : •ruth abidetn still, His kingdom is fur ever. 445 The Only True God. P. M i Rejoice to-day with one accord, Sing out with exultation ; Rejoice and praise our mighty Lord, Whose arm hath brought salvation ; His works of love proclaim The greatness of his name ; For he is God alone, Who hath his mercy shown ; Let all his saints adore him. 2 When in distress to him we cried, He heard our sad complaining ; Oh, trust in him, whate'er betide, His love is all sustaining ; Triumphant songs of praise To him our hearts shall raise ; Now every voice shall say, 14 Oh, praise our God alway ; " Let all his saints adore him. 445 Bounteous Care. P. M. i Now thank we all our God, With heart, and hands, and voices. Who wondrous things hath done, In whom his world rejoices ; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way With countless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day. 2 Oh, may this bounteous God Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us ; And keep us in his grace, And guide us when perplexed And free us from all ills In this world and the next. 447 Eternity. P. M. i O thou essential Word, Who wast from everlasting With God, for thou wast God ; On thee our burden casting, O Saviour of our race, Welcome indeed thou art, Redeemer, Fount of Grace, To this my longing heart. 2 Come, self-existent Word, And speak thou in my spirit ; The soul where thou art heard, Doth endless peace inherit. Thou Light that lightenest all. Abide through faith in me, Nor let me from thee fall, Nor seek a guide but thee. THE ALMIGHTY FATHER. 99 448 Beneficence. P M. i To thee, O God, we raise Our voice in choral singing ; We come with prayer and praise, Our hearts' oblations bringing ; Thou art our fathers' God, And ever shalt be ours ; Our lips and lives shall laud Thy name, with all our powers. i Thy goodness, like the dew On Hermon's hill descending, Is every morning new, Aid tells oflove unending. W't bless thy tender care That led our wayward feet, Past every fatal snare, To streams and pastures sweet. 3 We bless thy Son, who bore The cross, for sinners dying ; Tny Spirit we adore, The precious blood applying. Let work and worship send Their incense unto thee ; Till song and service blend, Beside the crystal sea. 449 The Trinity. 7- i Holy Father, hear my cry ; Holy Saviour, bend thine ear ; Holy Spirit, come thou nigh ; Father, Saviour, Spirit, hear ! a Father, save me from my sin ; Saviour, I thy mercy crave ; Gracious Spirit, make me clean : Father, Son, and Spirit, save ! 3 Father, let me taste thy love ; Saviour, fill my soul with peace ; Spirit, come my heart to move : Father, Son, and Spirit, bless ! 4 Father, Son, and Spirit— thou One Jehovah, shed abroad All thy grace within me now • Be my Father and my God ! 450 " Holy, holy, holy." 1, D. i Holy, holy, holv Lord God of Hosts ! wheo heaven and earth, Out of darkness, at thy word Issued into glorious birth, All thy works before thee stood, And thine eye beheld them good, While they sung with sweet accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 2 Holy, holy, holy ! thee, One Jehovah evermore, Father, Son, and Spirit ! we, Dust and ashes would adore : Lightly by the world esteemed, From that world by thee redeemed, Sing we here with glad accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 3 Holy, holy, holy ! all Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing While the ransomed nations fall At the footstool of their King : Then shall saints and seraphim, Harps and voices swell one hymn. Blending in sublime accord, Holy, holy, holy Lord ! 451 7, D. The Divine Presence. i Lord of earth ! thy forming hand Well this beauteous frame hath planned ; Woods that wave, and hills that tower, Ocean rolling in his power : Yet, amid 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 Parted hands shall meet again : Oh, 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 ? 452 The Trinity. H. M. i We give immortal praise For God the Father's love, For all our comforts here, And better hopes above : He sent his own eternal Son To die for sins that we had done. 2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too. Who bought us with his blood From everlasting woe : And now he lives and now he reigns, And sees the fruit of all his pains. 3 To God the Spirit's name Immortal worship give, Whose new-creating power Makes the dead sinner live: His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. lOO GOD. 4 Almighty God ! to thee Be endless honor done, The undivided Three, The great and glorious One : Where reason fails, with all her powers, There faith prevails and love adores. 453 Psalm i 4 «. H. M. i Ye tribes of Adam, join With heaven, and earth, and seas, And offer notes divine To your Creator's praise : Ye holy throng I In worlds of light, Of angels bright, | Begin the song. 2 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand ; Or in swift courses move, By his supreme command : He spake the word, I From nothing came, And all their frame | To praise the Lord ! 3 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love : While earth and sky I His saints shall raise Attempt his praise, | His honors high. 454 Our Friend— Ps.gj. II. M. i The Lord Jehovah reigns ; His throne is built on high ; The garments he assumes Are light and majesty : His glories shine with beams so bright, No mortal eye can bear the sight. a Through all his ancient works, Surprising wisdom shines : Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their cursed designs: Strong is his arm — and shall fulfill His great decrees — his sovereign will. 3 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend, — And will he write his name, — u My Father and my Friend ? " I love his name, — I love his word • Join, all my powers ! and praise the Lord. 455 TheTrinity. H. M. i To him that chose us first, Before the world began ; To him that bore the curse To save rebellious man ; To him that formed I Is endless praise Our hearts anew, | And glory due. j The Father's love shall run Through our immortal songs: We bring to God the Son Hosannas on our tongues ; Our lips address I With equal praise The Spirit's name | And zeal the same. 3 Let every saint above, And angel round the throne, For ever bless and love The sacred Three in One ; Thus heaven shall raise I When earth and time His honors high, | Grow old and die. 456 Love.— E//i. 2: 17. H. M. 1 Oh, for a shout of joy ; Worthy the theme we sing ; To this divine employ Our hearts and voices bring ; Sound, sound, through all the earth abroad, The love, the eternal love of God. 2 Unnumbered myriads stand, Of seraphs bright and fair, Or bow at thy right hand, And pay their homage there ; But strive in vain with loudest chord To sound thy wondrous love, O Lord. 3 Yet sinners saved by grace, In songs of lower key, In every age and place, Have sung thy mystery, — Have told in strains of sweet accord, Thy love, thy sovereign love, O Lord. 457 II. M. Protection. — Ps. 121. 1 Upward I lift mine eyes, From God is all mv aid j The God who built the skies, And earth and nature made : God is the tower j His grace is nigh To which I fly ; | In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, Nor fall in fatal snares, Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears : Those wakeful eyes I Shall Israel keep That never sleep, | When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day. Nor blasts of evening air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : Thou art my sun, I To guard my head And thou my shade, | By night or noon. 458 "Jehovah alone.' 1 ' 1 — Ps. 100. II, £ 1 Bb joyful in God, all ye lands of the enrth ; Oh, serve him with gladness and fear ; Exult in his presence with music and mirth j With love and devotion di aw near. THE ALMIGIITV FATHER. 101 j For Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, Creator and Ruler o'er all ; A nd we are his people, his sceptre we own ; His sheep, and we follow his call. 3 Oh, enter his gates with thanksgiving and song; Your vows in his temple proclaim ; His praise with melodious accordance prolong, And bless his adorable name. 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, And we are the work of his hand ; His mercy and truth from eternity stood, And shall to eternity stand. 459 P. M. 77/ e Trinity. i Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee ; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty, God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adorp thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea ; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. 3 Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see ; Only thou art holy ; there is none beside thee, Perfect in power, in love and purity. 4 Holv, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! All thy works shall praise thy name, in earth and sky and sea ; Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ; God in three persons, blessed Trinity ! 460 The Great Jehovah.— Ps. 48. 11,8. 1 Oh, great is Jehovah, and great be his praise, In the city of God he is Kins ; Proclaim ye his triumphs in jubilant lays ; On the mount of his holiness sing. 2 The joy of the earth, from her beautiful height, Is Zion's impregnable hill ; The Lord in her temple still taketh delight, God reigns in her palaces still. 3 Go, walk about Zion, and measure the length, Her walks and her bulwarks, mark well ; Contemplate her palaces, glorious in strength, Her towers and her pinnacles tell. 4 Then say to your children— 1 ' Our refuge is tried, This God is our God to the end ; 7 His people for ever his counsels shall guide, His arm shall for ever defend." 461 The Nativity. 7- D - 1 Hark ! the herald angels sing k * Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled ! '' Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies ; With the angelic host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem ! 2 Christ, by highest heaven adored ; Christ, the everlasting Lord ; Lace in time behold him come, Offspring of the Virgin's womb : Vailed in flesh the Godhead see ; Hail the incarnate Deity, Pleased as man with men to dwell ; Jesus, our Immanuel ! 3 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince ot 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, Horn that man no more may die : Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth. 462 " Songs of Praise." 7- 1 Songs of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When he spake, and it was done. 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn. When the Prince of Peace was born ; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. 3 Heaven and earth must pass awav — Songs of praise shall crown that day ; God will make new heavens and earth — Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 And shall man aione be dumb. Till that glorious kingdom come? No ' the Church delights to raise Psalms and hymns and songs of praise. 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice ; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs ot praise to sing above. 6 Borne upon their latest breath oi praise shall conquer death ; Then, umd denial joy, Songs °f praise their powers employ. 102 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 463 "The Christ of God. ' ' i He has come ! the Christ of God Left for us his glad abode ; Stooping from his throne of bliss, To this darksome wilderness. 7 He has come ! the Prince of Peace ; Come to bid our sorrows cease ; Come to scatter with his light All the shadows of our night. 3 He the mighty King has come ! Making this poor earth his home ; Come to bear our sin's sad load ; Son of David, Son of God. 4 He has come, whose name of grace Speaks deliverance to our race ; Left for us his glad abode ; Son of Mary, son of God ! 5 Unto us a child is born ! Ne'er has earth beheld a morn, Among all the morns of time, Half so glorious in its prime. 6 Unto us a Son is given ! He has come from God's own heaven, Bringing with him from above Holy peace and holy love. 464 I)>imanuel. i God with us ! oh, glorious name ! Let it shine in endless fame ; God and man in Christ unite ; Oh, mysterious depth and height ! 2 God with us ! the eternal Son Took our soul, our flesh, and bone ; Now, ye saints, his grace admire, Swell the song with holy fire. 3 God with us ! but tainted not With the first transgressor's blot ; Yet did he our sins sustain, Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain. 4 God with us ! oh, wondrous grace ! Let us see him face to face ; That we may Immanuel sing. As we ought, our God and King ! 465 A dvent Morn ing. i Bright and joyful is the morn ; For to us a Child is born ; From the highest realms of heaven Unto us a Son is given. On his shoulders he shall bear Power and majesty — and wear On his vesture, and his thigh, Names most avviul, names most high. 7- 3 Wonderful in counsel he ; The incarnate Deity, Sire of Ages ne'er to cease ; King of kings, and Prince ol Peace. 4 Come and worship at his feet, Yield to Christ the homage meet ; From his manger to his throne, Homage due to God alone. 466 The A ngels* Song. i Hail the night, all hail the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born ! When, amid the wakeful fold, Tidings good the angels told. 2 Now our solemn chant we raise Duly to the Saviour's praise • Now with carol hymns we bless Christ the Lord, our Righteousness. 3 While resounds the joyful cry, >l Glory be to God on high, Peace on earth, good-will to men ! n Gladly we respond, l% Amen ! " 4 Thus we greet this holy day, Pouring forth our festive lay ; Thus we tell, witn saintly mirth, Of Immanuel's wondrous birth. 467 L. M. D. 4 The Star of Bethlehem " i When, marshaled on the nightly r^lain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One star alone, of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wandering 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 yawned, and rudely blowed The wind' that tossed my foundering 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 forebodings cease, And through the storm and danger's thrall It led me to the port of peace. Now safely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For evei and for evermore, The Star, the Star of Bethlehem ! ADVENT. IO3 468 The Angels' Song. L. M. 1 When Jordan hushed his waters still, And silence slept on Zion's hill ; When Salem's shepherds thro' the night Watched o'er their flocks by starry light ; — 2 Hark ! from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murmuring o'er the raptured soul. 3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, The glorious hosts of Zion came ; High heaven with songs of triumph rung, While thus they struck their harps and sung : 4 " O Zion, lift thy raptured eye ; The long-expected hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again, The Wince of Salem comes to reign. 5 " He comes to cheer the trembling heart, Bids Satan and his host depart ; Again the Daystar gilds the gloom, Again the bowers of Eden bloom." 6 O Zion ! lift thy raptured eye ; The long-expected hour is nigh ; The joys of nature rise again : The Prince of Salem comes to reign. 469 Jesus' Birth. L. M. 1 Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn, For unto us a Saviour's born j See, how the angels wing their way, To usher in the glorious day ! 2 Hark ! what sweet music, what a song, Sounds from the bright, celestial throng ! Sweet song, whose melting sounds impart Joy to each raptured, listening heart. 3 Come, join the angels in the sky, Glory to God, who reigns on high ; Let peace and love on earth abound, While time revolves and years roll round. 470 "The Word was God." L. M. 1 Before the heavens were spread abroad, From everlasting was the Word : With God he was, the Word was God ! And must divinely be adored. 2 By his own power were all things made ; By him supported, all things stand ; He is the whole creation's head, And angels fly at his command. Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, lie led the host of morning stars : His generation who can tell. Or count the number of his years? 4 But lo, he leaves those heavenlv forms : The Word descends and dwells in clay That he may converse hold with worms, Dressed in such feeble flesh as they. 5 Mortals with joy behold his face, The eternal Father's only Son : How full of truth, how full of grace, When in his eyes the Godhead shone ! 6 Archangels leave their high abode, To learn new mysteries here, and tell The love of our descending God, The glories of Immanuel. 471 » A Little Child." L. M. 1 All praise to thee, eternal Lord, Clothed in a garb of flesh and blood ; Choosing a manger for thy throne, While worlds on worlds are thine alone ! 2 Once did the skies before thee bow ; A virgin's arms contain thee now ; Angels, who did in thee rejoice, Now listen for thine infant voice. 3 A little child, thou art our guest, That weary ones in thee may rest ; Forlorn and lowly is thy birth, That we may rise to heaven from earth. 4 Thou comest in the darksome night To make us children of the light ; To make us, in the realms divine, Like thine own angels round thee shine. 5 All this for us thy love hath done ; By this to thee our love is won ; For this we tune our cheerful lays, And shout our thanks in ceaseless praise. 472 The A ngefs Song. C. M. 1 Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung At our Redeemer's birth ; Mortals ! awake ; let every tongue Proclaim his matchless worth. 2 Glory to God, who dwells on high, And sent his only Son To take a servant's form, and die, For evils we had done ! 3 Good-will to men ; ye fallen race ! Arise, and shout tor joy ; He comes, with rich abounding grace, To save, and not destroy. 4 Lord ! send the gracious tidings forth, And till the world with light. That Jew and Gentile, through the earth. May know thy saving might. 104 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 473 il The Saviour Comes." C. M. x Hakk, the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised loner ; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoner 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 eyes long closed in night, To pour celestial day. 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And, with the treasures of his grace, 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. 474 » Glory to God." CM. x Calm on the listening ear of night. Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains, a Celestial choirs, from courts above, Shed sacred glories there, And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music on the air. ^ The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply ; And greet, from all their holy heights, The day-spring from on high. 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. s M Glory to God ! " the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring — " Peace to the earth, good-will to men, From heaven's eternal King ! " 47 5 Luke*. CM. i Wn;i. e shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground ; The angel of the Lord came down. And glory shone around. t M Fear not," said he, — for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind, — " Giad tidings of greal joy 1 bring, To you and all mankind. 3 tl 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 j — 4 " The heavenly babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands. And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph — and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song : — 6 " All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good-will henceforth from heaven to men Begin, and never cease ! " 476 Isaiah q: 6. C. M. 1 To us a Child of hope is born ; To us a Son is given ; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him all the hosts of heaven. 2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore adored, The Wonderful, the Counselor, The great and mighty Lord ! 3 His power increasing still shall spread, His reign no end shall know : Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. 477 » Star of the East." II, id 1 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 shini.ig Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall Angels adore him, in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all ! 3 Sav shall we yield him, in costly devotion. Odors of Edom, and offerings divine ? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation. Vainly with gold would his favors 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 ! I >aw n on our darkness and lend us thin St;u <>i the Bast, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is burl. ADVENT. 105 478 " Daughter of Zion" II, IO. [Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea, Jehovah hath triumphed, his people are free.] 1 Daughter of Zion ! awake from thy sadness : Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more ; Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness ; Arise ! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that sub- dued them, And scattered their legions, was mightier far • They fled, like the chaff, from the scourge that pursued them ; For vain were their steeds and their chariots of war ! 3 Daughter of Zion ' the Power that hath saved thee, Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be : Shout ! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee, Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free ! 479 " Messiah is King." 1 1 , IO. Cho.— Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 1 Zion, the marvelous story, be telling, The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth; The brightest archangel in glory excelling, He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. Cho.— Shout the glad tidings, etc. 2 Tell how he cometh ; from nation to nation. The heart-cheering news let the earth echo round ; How free to the faithful he offers salvation ! How his people with joy everlasting are crowned ! Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. Cho. — Shout the glad tidings, etc. 3 Mortals, your homage be gratefully bringing, And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise ; Ye angels, the full hallelujah be singing ; One chorus resound through the earth and the skie.->. Cnu.— Shout the glad tidings, etc. 480 P. M. li The Heavenly Host? 1 Hark ! hark, my soul ; angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave- beat shore : How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no more. Cho. — Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the pilgrims of the night. 2 Onward we go, for still we hear them singing, kk Come, weary souls, for Jesus bids you come : " And, through the dark its echoes sweetly ringing, The music of the gospel leads us home. — Cho. 3 Far, far away, like bells at evening pealing, The voice of Jesus sounds o'er land and sea, And laden souls by thousands meekly steal- ing, Kind Shepherd, turn their weary steps to thee. — Cho. 4 Angels, sing on ! your faithful watches keep- ing ; Sing us sweet fragments of the songs above: Till morning's joy shall end the night or weeping, And life's long shadows break in cloudless love. — Cho. [Amen.] 481 " Those Holy Voices." 8, 7. 1 Hark ! what mean those holy voices, Sweetly warbling in the skies ? Sure, the angelic host rejoices — Loudest hallelujahs rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous story, Which they chant in hymns of joy ; — " Glory in the highest, glory : Glory be to God most high ! 3 "Peace on earth, good-will from heaven. Reaching far as man is found ; Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven ; — Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 " Christ is born, the great Anointed ; Heaven and earth his glory sing : Glad, receive whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5 M Hasten, mortals ! to adore him ; Learn his name, ami taste hi- Till in heaven vou sing before him, — Glory be to God most high ! " 6 Let us learn the wondrous story Of our great Redeemer's birth, Spread the brightness of his glory, Till it cover all the earth. 106 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 482 The Angels' Song. C. M. D. x It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold ; 14 Peace to the earth, good-will to man, From heaven's all-gracious King : " The earth in solemn stillness lay- To hear the angels sing. a Still through the cloven skies they come, With peaceful wings unfurled ; And still celestial music floats O'er all the weary world ; Above its sad and lowly plains They bend on heavenly wing, And ever o'er its Babel sounds, The blessed angels sing. 3 O ye, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bending low, Who toil along the climbing way, With painful steps and slow ; — Look up ! for glad and golden hours Come swiftly on the wing ; Oh, rest beside the weary road, And hear the angels sing ! 4 For lo ! the days are hastening on, By prophet-bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years Comes round the age of gold ! When peace shall over all the earth Its linal splendors tling, And the whole world send back the song W T hich now the angels sing ! 483 C. M. D. Jesus' Words. x I heard the voice of Jesus say, — M Come unto me and rest : Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon my breast ! " I came to Jesus as I was, Weary, and worn, and sad, I found in him a resting-place, And he hath made me glad. s I heard the voice of Jesus say,— ki Behold I freely give The living water ; thirsty one, Stoop down, and drink, and live ! " I came to Jesus, and I drank Of that life-giving stream ; My thirst w:is quenched, my soul revived, And now I live in him. 3 I heard the voice of Jesus say. — " I am this dark world's light ; Look unto me, thy morn shall rise And all thy day be bright ! " I looked to Jesus, and I found In him mv Star, my Sun ; And in that' light of life I'll walk, Till all my journey's done. 484 " Altogether Lovely." CM i Majestic sweetness sits enthroned Upon the Saviour's brow ; His head with radiant glories crowned, His lips with grace o erflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare, Among the sons of men ; Fairer is he than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have ; He makes me triumph over death, He saves me from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joy complete. 6 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord ! they should all be thine. 485 The Name , " Jesus." CM. i The Saviour ! oh, what endless charms Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. 2 The almighty Former of the skies Stooped to' our vile abode ; While angels viewed with wondering eyes And hailed the incarnate God. 3 Oh, the rich depths of love divine ! Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine ; I cannot wish for more. 4 On thee alone my hope relies, Beneath thy cross 1 fall ; My Lord, my Life, my Sacrifice, My Saviour, and my All ! 486 B ethic he 7n not Sinai. CM i On, see how Jesus trusts himself Unto our childish love ! As though by his free ways with us Our earnestness to prove. LIFE AND CHARACTER. 107 t His sacred name a common word On earth he loves to hear ; There is no majesty in him Which love may not come near. 3 The light of love is round his feet, His paths are never dim ; And lie comes nigh to us when we Dare not come nigh to him. 4 Let us be simple with him then, Not backward, stiff, nor cold, As though our Bethlehem could be What Sinai was of old. 487 " Our Pattern." CM. 1 Behold, where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine ! The 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 employ. 3 'Mid keen reproach and cruel scorn, He meek and patient stood ; His foes, ungrateful, sought his life, Who labored for their good. 4 In the last hour of deep distress, Before his Father's throne, With soul resigned he bowed and said, — kk Thy will, not mine, be done ! " 5 Be Christ our pattern, and our guide, His image may we bear ; Oh, may we tread his holy steps, — His joy and glory share. 488 ''''The wine-press alone." C. M. 1 A pilgrim through this lonely world, The blessed Saviour passed ; A mourner all his life was he, A dying Lamb at last. t That tender heart that felt for all, For all its life-blood gave ; It found on earth no resting-place, Save only in the grave. 3 Such was our Lord : and shall we fear The cross, with all its scorn ? Or love a faithless evil world. That wreathed his brow with thorn ? 4 No ! facing all its frowns or smiles, Like him, obedient still, We homeward press through storm or calm, To Zion's blessed hill. 489 j Peter 2: 21-23. CM. 1 What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone Around thy steps below ; What patient love was seen in all Thy life and death of woe. 2 For, ever on thy burdened heart A weight of sorrow hung ; Yet no ungentle, murmuring word Escaped thy silent tongue. 3 Thy foes might hate, despise, revile, Thy friends unfaithful prove ; Unwearied in forgiveness still, Thy heart could only love. 4 Oh, give us hearts to love like thee ! Like thee, O Lord, to grieve Far more for others' sins than all The wrongs that we receive. 5 One with thyself, may every eye, In us, thy brethren, see The gentleness and grace that spring From union, Lord ! with thee. 490 " Shall we Forget?" C M. 1 Jesus ! thy love shall we forget, And never bring to mind The grace that paid our hopeless debt. And bade us pardon find ? 2 Shall we thy life of grief forget, Thy fasting and thy prayer ; Thy locks with mountain vapors wet. To save us from despair? 3 Gethsemane can we forget — Thy struggling agony ; When night lay dark on Olivet, And none to'watch with thee? 4 Our sorrows and our sins were laid On thee, alone on thee ; Thv precious blood our ransom paid — Thine all the glory be ! 5 Life's brightest joys we may forget — Our kindred cease to love ; Bnt he who paid our hopeless debt, Our constancy shall prove. 491 M Forgive as we Forgive . " CM. 1 Lord, as to thy dear cross we flee. And pray to be forgiven, So let thy fife our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven. 2 Help us, through good report and ill, Our daily cross to bear ; Like thee, to do our Father's will, Our brother's griefs to share. io8 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 3 Let grace our selfishness expel, Onr earthliness refine ; And kindness in our bosoms dwell As free and true as thine. 4 If joy shall at thy bidding fly, And griefs dark day come on, We, in our turn, would meekly cry, " Father, thy will be done ! 5 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven, Oh, may we lead the pilgrim's life, And iollow thee to heaven ! 492 yo/m i 4 : 6. CM. 1 Thou art the Way : to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the Truth : thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst instruct the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life : the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life : Grant us to know that Way ; That Truth to keep, that Life to win Which leads to endless day. 493 " Be thou my pattern." I.. M. 1 My dear Redeemer, and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word ; But in thy lite the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. a Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, 1 would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer ; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and thy victory too. 4 He thou my pattern ; make me bear More of thy gracious image here ; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. 494 1 Make 21 s like thee." L. M. 1 Makr us, by thy transforming grace. Dear Saviour, daily* more like thee ! Thy fair example may we trace, To teach us what we ought to be ! 2 To do thy heavenly Father's will Was thy employment and delight ; Humility and holy zeal Shone through thy life divinely bright. 3 But ah ! how blind ! how weak we are ! How frail ! how apt to turn aside ! Lord, we depend upon thy care, And ask thy Spirit for our guide. 495 ll To save sinners.'''' L. M 1 Not to condemn the sons of men, Did Christ, the Son of God, appear ; No weapons in his hands are seen, No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 2 Such was the pity of our God, He loved the race of man so well, He sent his Son to bear our load Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word ; Trust in his mighty name, and live : A thousand joys his lips afford, His hands a thousand blessings give. 496 Our Companion. L. M. 1 My God ! permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee; Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth And thus debase my heavenly birth ? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense • One sovereign word can draw me thence ; 1 wonld obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn, Let noise and vanity be gone ; In secret silence of the mind, My heaven, and there my God, I find. 497 M Common people heard gladly. ," L. M. 1 How sweetly flowed the gospel sound From lips of gentleness and grace, When listening thousands gathered round, And joy and gladness filled the place ! 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his followers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, Unvailing an immortal day. 3 ll Come, wanderers, to my Father's home. Come, all ye Weary ones, and rest:" Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, Obey thee, love thee, ami be blest ! LIFE AND CHARACTER. IO9 4 Decay then, tenements of dust ; Pillars of earthly pride, decay : A nobler mansion waits the just, And Jesus has prepared the way. 498 •* Holy \ harmless, undefiled" L. M. * How beauteous were the marks divine, That in thv meekness used to shine, That lit thy lonely pathway, trod In wondrous love, O Son of God ! 2 Oh, who like thee, so calm, so bright, So pure, so made to live in light? Oh, who like thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe ? 3 Oh, who like thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men, before ? So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility? 4 Ev'n death, which sets the prisoner free, Was pang, and scoff, and scorn to thee • Vet love through all thy torture glowed, And mercy with thy life-blood flowed. K Oh, in thy light be mine to go, Illuming all my way of woe ! And give me ever on the road To trace thy footsteps, Son of God. 499 "And He healed them." L. M. 1 When, like a stranger on our sphere, The lowly Jesus wandered here, Where'er he went, affliction fled, And sickness reared her fainting head. 2 The eye that rolled in irksome night, Beheld his face — for God is light ; The opening ear, the loosened tongue, His precepts heard, his praises sung. 3 With bounding steps the halt and lame, To hail their great Deliverer came ; O'er the cold grave he bowed his head, He spake the word, and raised the dead. 4. Despairing madness, dark and wild In his inspiring presence smiled : The storm of horror ceased to roll, And reason lightened through the soul. 5 Through paths of loving-kindness led, Where Jesus triumphed we would tread ; To all, with willing hands dispense The gifts of our benevolence. £00 Gethsetnane. L. M. 1 'Tis midnight : and on Olive's brow The star is dimmed that lately shone : 'Tis midnight ; in the garden, now, The Buffering Saviour prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight ; and from all removed, The Saviour wrestles lone with fears ; Ev'n that disciple whom he loved Heeds not his master's grief and tears. 3 'Tis midnight ; and for others' guilt The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; Yet he that hath in anguish knelt Is not forsaken by his God. 4 'Tis midnight ; and from ether-plains Is borne the song that angels know ; Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Saviour's w r oe. 501 "'Tis finished!" L. M 1 " 'Tis finished ! " — so the Saviour cried, And meekly bowed his head and died : k4 'Tis finished ! "—yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'Tis finished ! — all that heaven foretold By prophets in the days of old ; And truths are opened to our view- That kings and prophets never knew. 3 'Tis finished ! — Son of God, thy power Hath triumphed in this awful hour ; And yet our eyes with sorrow see That life to us was death to thee. 4 'Tis finished !— let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round : 'Tis finished ! — let the triumph rise, And swell the chorus of the skies. 502 Glorying in the Cross. L*i Ma 1 When I survey the wondrous cross, On which the Prince of glory died, Mv richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all 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, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 His dying crimson, like a robe, Spreads o'er his body on the tree ; Then I am dead to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me. 5 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. no THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 503 "Eloi,Eloi!" L. M. i From Calvary a cry was heard — A bitter and heart-rending cry ; My Saviour ! every mournful word Bespoke thy soul's deep agony. -a A horror of great darkness fell On thee, thou spotless, holy One ! And all the eager hosts of hell Conspired to tempt God's only Son. 3 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace — These thou couldst bear, nor once repine ; But when Jehovah vailed his face, Unutterable pangs were thine. 4 Let the dumb world its silence break ; Let pealing anthems rend the sky ; Awake, my sluggish soul, awake ! lie died, that we might never die. 504 Wounded for us. L. M. i Jesus, whom angel hosts adore, Became a man of griefs for me ; In love, though rich, becoming poor, That I through him enriched might be. 2 Though Lord of all, above, below, He went to Olivet for me : There drank my cup of wrath and woe, When bleeding in Gethsemane. 3 The ever-blessed Son of God Went lip to Calvary for me ; There paid my debt, there bore my load, In his own body on the tree. 4 Jesus, whose dwelling is the skies, Went down into the grave for me ; There overcame my enemies, There won the glorious victory. 5 'Tis finished all : the vail is rent, The welcome sure, the access free :— Now then, we leave our banishment, O Feather, to return to thee ! 505 41 There nuas Darkness " C. M. i Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die ? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned 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 great Creator, 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 my eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love 1 owe ; Here, Lord. 1 give myself away, 'Tis all that I can do. 506 Matthew 27 : 50-53. C. M. 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind, Nailed to the shameful tree ! How vast the love that him inclined To bleed and die for me ! 2 Hark ! how he groans, while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend ! The temple's vail asunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis finished ! now the ransom's paid 11 Receive my soul ! " he cries : See — how he bows his sacred head ! He bows his head and dies ! 4 But soon he'll break death's iron chain, And in full glory shine ; O Lamb of God ! was ever pain — Was ever love like thine ! 507 "Crucified the Flesh." CM 1 Oh, if my soul were formed for woe, How would I vent my sighs ! Repentance should like rivers flow From both my streaming eyes. 2 'Twas for mv sins my dearest Lord LIung on trie cursed tree, And groaned away a dying life For thee, my soul ! for thee. 3 Oh, how I hate these lusts of mine That crucified my Lord ; Those sins that pierced and nailed his flesh Fast to the fatal wood ! 4 Yes, my Redeemer— they shall die ; My heart has so decreed ; Nor will I spare the guilty things That made my Saviour bleed. 5 While with a melting, broken heart, My murdered Lord I view, I'll raise revenge against my sins, And slay the murderers too. 508 " The Mystery of Grace." 1 In evil long I took delight, Unawcd l>v shame 01 tear, Till a new object struck mv sight, And Stopped my wild career. C M SUFFERINGS AND DEATH. Ill s I saw One hanging on a tree, In agony and blood, Who taxed his languid eyes on me, As near his cross 1 stood. 3 Sure never, till my latest breath, Can I forget that look ; It seemed to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt ; And plunged me in despair ; I saw my sins his blood had spilt, And helped to nail him there. 5 A second look he gave, which said, " I freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid j I die, that thou mayst live. ' 6 Thus, while his death my sin displays In all its blackest hue, Such is the mystery of grace, It seals my pardon too. 509 " O Christ of God ." CM. i O Jesus ! sweet the tears I shed, While at thy cross I kneel. Gaze on thy wounded, fainting head, And all thy sorrows feel. i My heart dissolves to see thee bleed, This heart so hard before ; I hear thee for the guilty plead, And grief o'errJows the more. 3 O Christ of God ! O spotless Lamb ! By love my soul is drawn ; Henceforth tor ever thine I am ; Here life and peace are born. 4 In patient hope the cross I'll bear, Thine arm shall be my stay ; And thou, enthroned, my soul shalt spare On thy great judgment-day. 510 " He remembers Calvary ." CM. i How condescending and how kind Was God's eternal Son ! Our misery reached his heavenly mind, And pity brought him down. 2 He sunk beneath our heavy woes. To raise us to his throne ; There's ne'er a gift his hand bestows, But cost his heart a groan. 3 This was compassion, like a God, That when the Saviour knew The price of pardon was his blood, His pity ne'er withdrew. 4 Now, though he reigns exalted high, His love is still as great ; Well he remembers Calvary, Nor let his saints forget. 511 l * Mine was the transgression." 7> 6. D. i O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown ; O sacred Head, what glory. What bliss, till now was thine ! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call thee mine. 2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners" gain : Mine, mine was the transgression, But thine the deadly pain ; Lo, here I fall, my Saviour ! "Tis I deserve thy place ; Look on me with thy favor, Vouchsafe to me thy grace. 3 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in thy body broken I thus with safety hide : My Lord of life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to thee. 4 What language shall I borrow. To praise thee, heavenly Friend : For this, thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end ? Lord, make me thine for ever, Nor let me faithless prove ■ Oh, let me never, never, Abuse such dying love. 5 Forbid that I should leave thee ; O Jesus, leave not me ! By faith I would receive thee ; Thy blood can make me free ! When strength and comfort languish. And I must hence depart, Release me then from anguish, By thine own wounded heart. 6 Be near when I am dying, Oh, show thy cross to me And for my succor flying, Come, Lord, and set me free ! These eyes, new faith receiving, From Jesus shall not move ; For he who dies believing, Dies safely — through thy love. 112 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 512 Jesus on the Cross. 7» 6 - D - i O Jesus, we adore thee, Upon the cross, our King : We bow our hearts before thee ; Thy gracious Name we sing : That Name hath brought salvation, That Name, in life our stay ; Our peace, our consolation When life shall fade away. 2 Yet doth the world disdain thee, Still pressing by thy cross : Lord, may our hearts retain thee ; All else we count but loss. The grief thy soul endured, Who can that grief declare? Thy pains have thus assured 1 hat thou thy foes will spare. 3 Ah, Lord, our sins arraigned thee, And nailed thee to the tree : Our pride, O Lord, disdained thee ; Yet deign our hope to be. O glorious King, we bless thee. No longer pass thee by ; O Jesus, we confess thee Our Lord enthroned on high. 4 Thy wounds, thy grief beholding, With thee, O Lord, we grieve ; Thee in our hearts enfolding, Our hearts thy wounds receive : Lord, grant to us remission ; Life through thy death restore ; Yea, grant us the fruition Of life for evermore. 513 "Lamb of God." 7, 6. D. i O Lamb of God ! still keep me Near to thy wounded side ; 'Tis only there in safety And peace I can abide ! What foes and snares surround me ! What doubts and fears within ! The grace that sought and found me, Alone can keep me clean. 2 'Tis only in thee hiding, 1 feel my life secure — Only in thee abiding, The conflict can endure : Thine arm the victory gaincth O'er every hateful foe j f Thy love my heart sustaineth In all its care and woe. 3 Soon shall my eyes behold thee, With rapture, tace to face ; One lulf hath not been told me Ol all thy power and grace: Thy beauty, Lord, and glory, The wonders of thy love, Shall be the endless story Of all thy saints above. 514 Gethsemane. C. L. M, i He knelt, the Saviour knelt and prayed, When but his Father's eye Looked through the lonely garden's shade, On that dread agony ; The Lord of all above, beneath, Was bowed with sorrow unto death. 2 The sun set in a fearful hour, The skies might well grow dim, When this mortality had power So to o'ershadow him ! That he who gave man's breath, might know The very depths of human woe. 3 He knew them all ; the doubt, the strife, The faint, perplexing dread, The mists that hang o'er parting life, All darkened round his head ; And the Deliverer knelt to pray ; Yet passed it not, that cup, away. 4 It passed not, though the stormy wave Had sunk beneath his tread ; It passed not, though to him the .grave Had yielded up its dead. But there was sent him from on high, A gift of strength for man to die. 5 And was his mortal hour beset With anguish and dismay ? How may we meet our conflict yet, In the dark, narrow way ? How but through him, that path who trod ? Save or we perish, Son of God ! 515 "The Lord is risen." C. L. M i How calm and beautiful the morn, That gilds the sacred tomb, Where Christ the crucified was borne, And vailed in midnight gloom ! Oh, weep no more the Saviour slain, The Lord is risen, he lives again. 2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear For your departed Lord, Ck Behold the place, he is not here ! " The tomb is all unbarred : The rates of death were closed in vain. The Lord is risen, he lives again. 3 Now cheerful to the house of prayer, Your early footsteps bend ; The Saviour will himself be there, Your Advocate and Friend : Once by the law, your hopes were slain, Hut now in Christ, ye live again. THE RISEN LORD. 113 4 How tranquil now the rising day ! 'Tis Jesus still appears, A risen Lord, to chase away Your unbelieving fears : Oh, weep no more your comforts slain, The Lord is risen, he lives again. 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shines upon the soul, How blissful then to die ! Since he hath risen that once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live again. 516 »• King and Blessed One."'' 1 All glory, laud, and honor To thee, Redeemer, King ! 1 whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. 2 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou, David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and Blessed One. 3 The company of angels Are praising thee on high, And mortal men, and all things Created, make reply. 4 The people of the Hebrews With palms before thee went ; Our praise, and prayer, and anthems, Before thee we present. 5 To thee, before thy passion, They sang their hymns of praise ; To thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. 6 Thou didst accept their praises, Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King ! 517 u Wisdom crietk without" x Eke God had built the mountains, Or raised the fruitful hills ; Before he filled the fountains That feed the running rills ; In ME, from everlasting, The wonderful I AM Found pleasures never wasting ; And Wisdom is my name. t When, like a tent to dwell in, He spread the skies abroad. And swathed about the swelling Of ocean's mighty rJood, 7, 6. 1). He wrought by weight and measure ; And I was with him then : Myself the Father's pleasure, And mine, the sons of men. 3 Thus Wisdom's words discover Thy glory and thy grace, Thou everlasting lover Of our unworthy race : Thy gracious eye surveyed us, Ere stars were seen above ; In wisdom thou hast made us, And died for us in love. 518 li The Lord is risen." 1 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Sons of men, and angels, say ; Raise your joys and triumphs high ! Sing, ye heavens ! and earth, reply ! 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle wen ; Lo, our Sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo, he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; Christ hath burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids his rise ; Christ hath opened Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ; Ck Where, O Death, is now thy sting? " Once he died our souls to save ; M Where's thy victory, boasting Grave* 5 Soar we now where Christ has led, Following our exalted Head ; Made like him, like him we rise j Ours the cross, the grave, the skies ! 519 "Again, I say , rejoice." 1 Joyful be the hours to-day ; Joyful let the seasons be ; Let us sing, for well we may : Jesus ! we will sing of thee. 2 Should thy people silent be, Then the very stones would sing : What a debt we owe to thee, Thee our Saviour, thee our King ! 3 Joyful are we now to own, Rapture thrills us as we trace All the deeds thy love hath done, All the riches of thy grace. 4 'Tis thy grace alone can save ; Every blessing comes from thee — All we have, and hope to have, All we are, and hope to be. ii 4 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 5 Thine the Name to sinners dear ! Thine the Name all names before ! Blessed here and everywhere ; Blessed now and evermore ! 620 The Resurrection. i Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant holy-day : He endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. 2 Lo ! he rises, mighty King ! Where, O Death ! is now thy sting ? Lo ! he claims his native sky ! Grave ! where is thy victory ? 3 Sinners, see vour ransom paid. Peace with Cod for ever made : With your risen Saviour rise ; Claim with him the purchased skies. 4 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant holy-day ; Loud the song of victory raise ; Shout the great Redeemer's praise. 521 "Hail the Day!" 7 i Hail the day that sees him rise, Glorious, to his native skies ! Christ, awhile to mortals given, Enters now the gates of heaven. 2 There the glorious triumph waits ; Lift your heads, eternal gates ! Christ hath vanquished death and sin ; Take the King of glory in. 3 See, the heaven its Lord receives ! Yet he loves the earth he leaves : Though returning to his throne, Still he calls mankind his own. 4 Still for us he intercedes, His prevailing death he pleads ; Near himself prepares our place, Great Forerunner of our race. 5 What, though parted from our sight, Far above yon starry height ; Thither our affections rise, Following him beyond the skies. 622 » Hallelujah / " J. $1. i Christ the Lord is risen again ; Christ hath broken every chain • Hark ! angelic voices cry, Singing evermore on high, Hallelujah ! Praise the Lcrd ! 2 He who bore all pain and loss, Comfortless, upon the cross, Lives in glory now on high, Pleads for us, and hears our cry : Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 3 He who slumbered in the grave Is exalted now to save ; Now through Christendom it rings That the Lamb is King of kings : Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 4 Now he bids us tell abroad How the lost may be restored, How the penitent forgiven, How we, too, may enter heaven : Hallelujah ! Praise the Lord ! 52o " We have an Advocate" L. M i He lives ! the great Redeemer lives ! What joy the blest assurance give6 ! And now, before his Father, God, Pleads the full merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice armed with frowns appears ; But in the Saviour's lovely face Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 3 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart, That Jesus bears us on his heart. 4 Great Advocate, almighty Friend ! On him our humble hopes depend , Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 524 2 Timothy i : 9, 10. L. M 1 Now to the power of God supreme Be everlasting honors given ; He saves from hell, — we bless his name, — He guides our wandering feet to heaven 2 Not for our duties or deserts, But of his own abounding grace, He works salvation in our nearts, And forms a people for his praise. 3 'Twas his own purpose that began To rescue rebels doomed to die : He gave us grace in Christ, his Son, Before he spread the starry sky. 4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, And makes his Father's counsel known; Declares the great transaction past, And brings immortal blessings down. 5 He dies ; and in that dreadful night Doth all the powers of lull destroy ; Rising he brings our heaven to light, And takes possession of the joy. THE RISEN LORD. MS 525 ^ Weep not r— Luke 24: 46. L. M. 1 He dies !— the friend of sinners dies ; Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; A solemn darkness vails the skies ; A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree : The Lord of glory dies for men ; But lo ! what sudden joys we see, Jesus, the dead, revives again. 3 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; Up to his Father's court he Hies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies. 4 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high our great Deliverer reigns ; Sing how he spoiled the hosts of heil, And led the tyrant Death in chains. 5 Sav— live for ever, glorious King, Born to redeem, and strong to save ! Where now, O Death, where is thy sting ? And where thy victory, boasting Grave ? 526 Revelation 1 : 5-7. L. M. 1 Now to the Lord, who makes us know The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honors paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Twas he who cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in his precious blood ; 'Tis he who makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our eternal King, Be everlasting power confessed ! Let every tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold ! on flying clouds he comes, And every eye shall see him move ; Though with our sins we pierced him once, He now displays his pardoning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day : Come, Lord ! nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariot long delay. 527 "Worthy the Lamb ." L. M. 1 Come, let us sing the song of songs, — The saints in heaven beg^an the strain — The homage which to Christ belongs : M Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 1 Slain to redeem us by his blood, To cleanse from every sinful stain, And make us kings and priests to God — " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 3 To him who suffered on the tree, Our souls, at his soul's price, to gain. Blessing, and praise, and glory be : kl Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain !" 4 To him, enthroned by filial right, All power in heaven and earth proclaim, Honor, and majesty, and might : 11 Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! ,: 5 Long as we live, and when we die, And while in heaven with him we reign: This song, our song of songs shall be : ,k Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain ! " 528 Christ is God. L. M. 1 Bright King of glory, dreadful God ! Our spirits bow before thy feet : To thee we lift an humble thought, And worship at thine awful seat. 2 A thousand seraphs strong and bright Stand round the glorious Deity ; But who, among those sons of light, Pretends comparison with thee ? 3 Yet there is One of human frame, Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood, Thinks it no robbery to claim A full equality with God. 4 Then let the name of Christ our King With equal honors be adored ; His praise let every angel sing And all the nations own the Lord. 529 "Worthy the Lamb." L. M. 1 What equal honors shall we bring To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing, Are far inferior to thy name ? 2 Worthv is he that once was slain, The Prince of Peace that groaned and died, Worthy to rise and live, and reign, At his almighty Father's side. 3 Honor immortal must be paid Instead of scandal and of scorn ; While glory shines around his head, And a bright crown without a thorn. 4 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men : Let angels sound his sacred name, And every creature say, Amen ! 530 " O Christ, our King." L. M. 1 O Christ ! our King, Creator, Lord ! Saviour of all who trusi thy word ! To them who seek thee ever near, Now to our praises bend thine ear u6 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 In thy dear cross a grace is found, — It flows from every streaming- wound, — Whose power our inbred sin controls, Breaks the firm bond, and frees our souls. 5 Thou didst create the stars of night • Yet thou hast vailed in flesh thy light, Hast deigned a mortal form to wear, A mortal s painful lot to bear. 4 When thou didst hang upon the tree, The quaking earth acknowledged thee ; W T hen thou didst there yield up thy breath, The world grew dark as shades ot death. 5 Nov/ in the Father's glory high, Great Conqueror ! never more to die, Us by thy mighty power defend, And reign through ages without end. 531 Universal Praise to Christ. L. M. i O Christ, the Lord of heaven ! to thee, Clothed with all majesty divine, Eternal power and glory be ! Eternal praise, of right, is thine. 2 Reign, Prince of life ! that once thy brow Didst yield to wear the wounding thorn ; Reign, throned beside the Father now, Adored the Son of God first-born. -\ From angel hosts that round thee stand, With forms more pure than spotless snow, From the bright burning seraph band, Let praise in loftiest numbers flow. 4 To thee, the Lamb, our mortal songs, Horn of deep fervent love, shall rise ; All honor to thy name belongs, Our lips would sound it to the skies. 5 il Jesus ! " — all earth shall speak the word ; " Jesus ! " — all heaven resound it still ; Immanuel, Saviour, Conqueror, Lord ! Thy praise the universe shall fill. 532 ki He ivas parted from them. 1 ' E. M. I), i Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone. He whom I fix my hopes upon ; His track I see, and I 11 pursue The narrow way till him I view. The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness, I'll go for all the paths are peace. 2 This is the way I long had sought, And mourned because 1 found it not ; My grief, my burden, long had been Because I could not cease from sin. The more I strove against its power, I sinned and stumbled but the more ; Till late I heard my Saviour say, " Come hither, soul, I am the Way ! " 3 Lo ! glad I come ; and thou, dear Lamb, Shalt take me to thee as I am : Nothing but sin I thee can give : Yet help me, and thy praise I'll live : I'll tell to all poor sinners round W T hat a dear Saviour I have found ; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, il Behold the way to God ! " 533 Matthew 21 : 16. L. M 1 What are those soul-reviving strains Which echo thus from Salem s plains ? What anthems loud, and louder still, Sweetly resound from Zion's hill ? 2 Lo, 'tis an infant chorus sings Hosanna to the King of kings : The Saviour comes, and babes proclaim Salvation sent in Jesus' name. 3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise, For we will join this song of praise ; Still Israel's children forward press, To hail the Lord their Righteousness. 4 Proclaim hosannas, loud and clear ; See David's Son and Lord appear : Glory and praise on earth be given ; Hosanna in the highest heaven. 534 Christ, the supreme God. L. M 1 Around the Saviour's lofty throne, Ten thousand times ten thousand sing ; They worship him as God alone, And crown him— everlasting King. 2 Approach, ye saints ! this God is yours ; Tis Jesus fills the throne above : Ye cannot fail, while God endures ; Ye cannot want, while God is ove. 3 Jesus, the everlasting King ! To thee the praise of heaven belongs ; Yet, smile on us who fain would bring The tribute of our humbler songs. 4 Though sin defile our worship here, We hope ere long thy face to view, In heaven with angels to appear, And praise thy name as angels do. 535 Phi/ippians 2: 10, 11. C M 1 A11. hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Loul of all. THE RISEN LORD. 117 a Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall ; Hail him, who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball. To him all majesty ascribe, And crown nini Lord of all. 6 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fail ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. 536 "Worthy the Lamb" C. >I. 1 Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. z M Worthy the Lamb that died," they cry, kk To be exalted thus ! " lk Worthy the Lamb ! " our lips reply, " For he was slain for us." 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings, more than we can give. Be, Lord, for ever thine ! 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise. 5 Tne whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb ! 537 " Croivned with glory and honor.' 1 '' C. M. 1 The head that once was crowned with thorns, Is crowned with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. a The highest place that heaven affords, Is his by sovereign right ; The King of kings, and Lord of lords. He reigns in glory bright; — 8 3 The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below, To whom he manifests his love, And grants his name to know. 4 To them the cross with all its shame, With all its grace, is given ; Their name — an everlasting name, Their joy — the joy of heaven. 5 To them the cross is life and health, Though shame and death to him ; His people's hope, his people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. 538 " The third, the appointed Day." C. M 1 Blest morning ! whose young dawning rays Beheld our rising God ; That saw him triumph o'er the dust, And leave his dark abode. 2 In the cold prison of a tomb The great Redeemer lay, Till the revolving skies had brought The third, the appointed day. 3 Hell and the grave combined their force To hold our Lord, in vain ; The sleeping conqueror arose, And burst their feeble chain. 4 To thy great name, almighty Lord, These sacred hours we pay, And loud hosannas shall proclaim The triumph of the day. 539 Job 19 : 25. C. M. 1 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 fulfill. 4 Jesus, I hang upon thy word : I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lcrd, And to thyself receive. 540 " The Lord 0/ Glory ." CM 1 He, who on earth as man was known, And bore our sins and pains, Now, seated on the eternal throne The Lord of ^lory reigns. n8 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide With an unerring skill ; And countless worlds, extended wide, Obey his sovereign will. 3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise In yonder world above, His saints on earth admire his ways, And glory in his love. 4 When troubles, like a burning sun, Heat heavy on their head ; To this almighty rock they run, And find a pleasing shade. 5 How glorious he — how happy they, In such a glorious friend ! Whose love secures them all the way, And crowns them at the end. 541 Hebrews 4 : 14-16. C. M, 1 Come, let us join our songs of praise To our ascended Priest : He entered heaven with all our names Engraven on his breast. 2 Below he washed our guilt away, By his atoning blood ; Now he appears before the throne, And pleads our cause with God. 3 Clothed with our nature still, he knows The weakness of our frame, And how to shield us from the foes Whom he himself o'ercame. 4 Nor time, nor distance, e'er shall quench The fervor of his love ; For us he died in kindness here, For us he lives above. 5 Oh, may we ne'er forget his grace, Nor blush to bear his name : Still may our hearts hold fast his faith— Our lips his praise proclaim. 542 Return of Christ to heaven. C. M. 1 The golden gates are lifted up, The doors are opened wide, The King of glory is gone in Unto his Father's side. 2 Thou art gone up before us, Lord, To make for us a place, That we may be where now thou art, And look upon God's face. 3 And ever on thine earthly path A gleam of glory lies ; A light still breaks behind the cloud Th&t vailed thee from our eyes. 4 Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds, Let thy dear grace be given, That while we tarry here below, Our treasure be in heaven ! 5 That where thou art, at God's right hand, Our hope, our love may be ; Dwell thou in us, that we may dwell For evermore in thee ! 543 " Not to condemn, but Save." C. M. 1 Come, happy souls, approach your God With new, melodious songs ; Come, render to almighty grace The tribute of your tongues. 2 So strange, so boundless was the love That pitied dying men, The Father sent his equal Son To give them life again. 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed With an avenging rod ; No hard commission to perform The vengeance of a God. 4 But all was merciful and mild, And w r rath forsook the throne, When Christ on the kind errand came, And brought salvation down. 5 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls Accept thine offered grace ; We bless the great Redeemer's love, And give the Father praise. 544 Isaiah 49: 16. C M. 1 Now let our cheerful eyes survey Our great High Priest above, 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 honors crowned ; — 3 The names of all his saints he bears Engraven on his heart ; Nor shall a name once treasured there E'er from his care depart. 4 So, gracious Saviour ! on my breast. May thy dear name be worn, A sacred ornament and guard, To endless ages borne. 545 The Resurrection Morning. S. M. 1 " The Lord is risen indeed ! " And are the tidings true? Yes, they beheld the Saviour bleed, And saw him living too. THE RISEN LORD. II 9 s il The Lord is risen indeed ! " Then justice asks no more ; Mercy and truth are now agreed, Who stood opposed before. 3 M The Lord is risen indeed ! " Then is his work performed ; The mighty Captive now is freed, And death, our foe, disarmed. 4 ll The Lord is risen indeed ! " He lives to die no more ; He lives, the sinner's cause to plead, Whose curse and shame he bore. 5 M The Lord is risen indeed ! " Attending angels ! hear ; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed The joyful tidings bear. 6 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join, all ye bright, celestial choi.s ! To sing our risen Lord. 546 Acts 1 : 11. S. M. 1 Thou art gone up on high To mansions in the skies, And round thy throne unceasingly The songs of praise arise. 2 But we are lingering here With sin and -are oppressed : Lord ! send thy promised Comforter, And lead- us to thy rest ! 3 Thou art gone up on high : But thou didst first come down, Through earth's most bitter misery To pass unto thy crown. 4 And girt with griefs and fears Our onward course must be ; But only let that path of tears Lead us at last to thee ! 5 Thou art gone up on high : But thou shalt come again With all the bright ones of the sky Attendant in thy train. 6 Oh, by thy saving power So make us live and die, That we may stand in that dread hour At thy right hand on high ! 547 M On his head, many crowns." S. M. -D. x Crown him with many crowns, The Lamb upon his throne ; Hark ! how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but its own ! Awake, my soul, and sing Of him who died for thee ; And hail him as thy matchless King Through all eternity. 2 Crown him the Lord of love ! Behold his hands and side, — Those wounds, yet visible above, In beauty glorified : No angel in the sky Can fully bear that sight, But downward bends his wondering eye At mysteries so bright. 3 Crown him the Lord of heaven ! One with the Father known, — And the blest Spirit through him given F'rom yonder Triune throne ! All hail, Redeemer, hail ! For thou hast died for me : Thy praise and glory shall not fail Throughout eternity. 548 " Hail, Prince of Life ! " S. M, 1 Beyond the starry skies, Far as the eternal hills, There in the boundless world of light Our great Redeemer dwells. 2 Around him angels fair In countless armies shine ; And ever, in exalted lays, They offer songs divine. 3 " Hail, Prince of life ! " they cry, " Whose unexampled love, Moved thee to quit these glorious realms And royalties above." 4 And when he stooped to earth, And suffered rude disdain, They cast their honors at his feet, And waited in his train. 5 They saw him on the cross, While darkness vailed the skies, And when he burst the gates of death, They saw the conqueror rise. 6 They thronged his chariot wheels, And bore him to his throne ; Then swept their golden harps and sung, — i4 The glorious work is done." 549 " King of Glory r 8,7,7, 1 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above ; Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices ; Jesus reigns, the God of love : See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. 120 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 2 King of glory ! reign for ever | Thine an everlasting crown ; Nothing, from thy love, shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own ; — Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 3 Saviour ! hasten thine appearing ; Bring, oh, bring the glorious day, When the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away ; — Then, with golden harps, we'll sing, — lk Glory, glory to our King ! " 550 The glorious Conqueror. 8, "J. L). i See, the Conqueror mounts in triumph ! See the King in royal state, Riding on the clouds, his chariot, To his heavenly palace gate ! Hark ! the choirs of angel voices Joyful hallelujahs sing, And the portals high are lifted To receive their heavenly King. s Who is this that comes in glory, With the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, He has gained the victory ; He, who on the cross did suffer, He, who from the grave arose, He has vanquished sin and Satan, He by death has spoiled his foes. 3 Thou hast raised our human nature, On the clouds to God's right hand ; There we sit in heavenly places, There with thee in glory stand ; Jesus reigns, adored by angels ; Man with God is on the throne ; Mighty Lord ! in thine ascension, We by faith behold our own. 4 Lift us up from earth to heaven, Give us wings of faith and love, Gales of holy aspirations, Wafting us to realms above ; That, with hearts and minds uplifted, We with Christ our Lord may dwell, Where he sits enthroned in glory, In the heavenly citadel. 5 So at last, when he appeareth, We from out our graves may spring, With Our youth renewed like eagles', Flocking round our heavenly King, tit up on the clouds of heaven, And may meet him in the air, Rise to realms where he is reigning, Anil may i<~ : ^;:i for ever there. 551 "The Brightness of his Glory." S, 7. D. 1 Mighty God ! while angels bless thee, May a mortal lisp thy name ? Lord of men, as well as angels ! Thou art every creature's theme : Lord of every land and nation ! Ancient of eternal days ! Sounded through the wide creation, By thy just and awful praise. 2 For the grandeur of thy nature, — Grand* beyond a seraph's thought ; For the wonders of creation, Works with skill and kindness wrought ; For thy providence, that governs Through thine empire's wide domain, Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; Blessed be thy gentle reign. 3 For thy rich, thy free redemption, Bright, though vailed in darkness long, Thought is poor, and poor expression ; Who can sing that wondrous song ? Brightness of the Father's glory ! Shall thy praise unuttered lie? Break, my tongue ! such guilty silence, Sing the Lord who came to die : — 4 From the highest throne of glory, To the cross of deepest woe, Came to ransom guilty captives !- Flow, my praise, for ever ilow : Reascend, immortal Saviour! Leave thy footstool, take thy throne , Thence return and reign for ever ; — Be the kingdom all thine own ! 552 Matthew 21 : 9. 8, 7. D. 1 Crown his head with endless blessing, Who, in God the Father's name, With compassions never ceasing, Comes salvation to proclaim. Hail, ye saints, who know his favor, Who within his gates are found ; Hail, ye saints, the exalted Saviour. Let his courts with praise resound. 2 Lo, Jehovah, we adore thee ; Thee our Saviour ! thee our God ! From his throne his beams of glory Shine through all the world abroad. In his word his light arises, Brightest beams of truth and grace; Bind. <>h, bind your sacrifices, In his courts your offerings place. 3 Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing, Thee our God in praise we own ; Highest honors, never tailing, Rise eternal round thy throne ; THE RISEN LORD. 121 Now, ye saints, his power confessing, In your grateful strains adore ; For his mercy, never ecu- Flows, and flows for evermore. 553 Christ 's return to heaven. 8, 7> 7- i Jesus comes, his conflict over, — Comes to claim his great reward ; Angels round the Victor hover, Crowding to behold their Lord ; Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, Crown him, everlasting King. a Yonder throne for him erected, Now becomes the Victor's seat ; Lo, the Man on earth rejected ! Angels worship at his feet : Haste, ve saints ! your tribute bring, Crown him, everlasting King. 3 Day and night they cry before him, — "Holy, holy, holy Lord ! " All the powers of heaven adore him, All obey his sovereign word • Haste, ye saints ! your tribute bring, Crown him, everlasting King. 554 " The King of Glory wait*." 7i 61. i Glory, glory to our King ! Crowns unfading wreathe his head ; Jesus is the name we sing, — Jesus, risen from the dead ; Jesus, Conqueror o'er the grave ; Jesus, mighty now to save, s Jesus is gone up on high : Angels come to meet their King ; Shouts triumphant rend the sky, While the Victor's praise they sing : ;i Open now, ye heavenly gates ! 'Tis the King of glory waits." 3 Now behold him high enthroned, Glory beaming from his face, By adoring angels owned, God of holiness and grace ! Oh, for hearts and tongues to sing— il Glory, glory to our King ! " 555 Isaiah 63: i. 8, 7, 7. x Who is this that comes from Edom, All his raiment stained with blood ; To the slave proclaiming freedom ; Bringing and bestowing good ■ Glorious in the garb he wears. Glorious in the spoils he bears ? 2 'Tis the Saviour, now victorious, Traveling onward in his might ; 'Tis the Saviour, oh how glorious To his people is the sight ! Jesus now is strong to save ; Mighty to redeem the slave. 3 Why that blood his raiment staining ? 'Tis the blood of many slain ; Of his foes there's none remaining, None the contest to maintain : Fallen they, no more to rise, All their glory prostrate lies. 4 Mighty Victor, reign for ever ; Wear the crown so dearly won ; Never shall thy people, never Cease to sing what thou hast done ; Thou hast fought thy people's foes ; Thou hast healed thy people's woes. 556 " The sight is glorious." S, 7> 4« 1 Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious ; See the Man of sorrows now From the fight returned victorious ! Every knee to him shall bow : Crown him ! crown him ! Crowns become the Victor's brow. 2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown him ! Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; In the seat of power enthrone nim, While the vault of heaven rings: Crown him ! crown him ! Crown the Saviour King of kings ! 3 Sinners in derision crowned him, Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; Saints and angels, crowd around him, Own his title, praise his name ! Crown him ! crown him ! Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 4 Hark, those bursts of acclamation ! Hark, those loud, triumphant chords ! Jesus takes the highest station ; Oh, what joy the sight affords ! Crown him ! crown him ! King of kings and Lord of lords ! 557 " It is finished." 8,7,4. 1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ; See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and vails the sky : k% It is finished ! " Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 M It is finished ! " Oh, what pleasure Do these charming words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Flow to us from Christ, the Lord : ik It is finished ! " Saints, the dying words record. 3 Finished all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law ; Finished all that God had promised ; Death and hell no more shall awe. " It is finished ! " Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 122 THE LORD JESUS CHRIST. 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ; Join to sing the pleasing theme : All on earth and all in heaven. Join to praise Immanuel's name : Hallelujah ! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 558 " The Debt of Love." H. M. i Come, every pious heart, That loves the Saviour's name. Your noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame ; Tell all above, and all below, The debt of love to him you owe. 2 He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside, On wings of love came down. And wept, and bled, and died ; What he endured, oh, who can tell, To save our souls from death and hell ? 3 From the dark grave he rose, The mansions of the dead, And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led ; Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay The debt we owe thy love ; Yet tell us how we may Our gratitude approve ; Our hearts, our all to thee we give ; The gift, though small, thou wilt receive. 559 11 Rejoice the Lord is King! i Rejoice ! 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 can not 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 ! 4 Rejoice in glorious hope : Jesus, the Judge, shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home : H. M. We soon shall hear the archangel's voice ; The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice ! 560 "Lionofjudahr 6.4 i Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise ; Into thy native skies,— Assume thy right ; And where in many a fold The clouds are backward rolled — Pass through those gates of gold, And reign in light ! 2 Victor o'er death and hell ! Cherubic legions swell Thy radiant train : Praises all heaven inspire ; Each angel sweeps his lyre, And waves his wings of fire, — Thou Lamb once slain ! 3 Enter, incarnate God ! — No feet but thine, have trod The serpent down ; Blow the full trumpets, blow ! Wider yon portals throw ! Saviour triumphant — go, And take thy crown ! 4 Lion of Judah — Hail! And let thy name prevail From age to age ; Lord of the rolling years ; — Claim for thine own the spheres, For thou hast bought with tears Thy heritage ! 5 And then was heard afar Star answering to star — " Lo ! these have come, Followers of him who gave His life their lives to save ; And now their palms they wave. Brought safely home." 561 « Worthy the Lamb:' 6, 4. 1 Glory to God on high ! Let heaven and earth reply, 14 Praise ye his name ! His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; Sing loud for evermore, " Worthy the Lamb ! " 2 While they around the throne Cheerfully join in one, Praising his name, — Ye who have felt his blood Sealing your peace with God, Sound his dear name abroad, " Worthy the Lamb ! " THE HOLY SPIRIT. 3 Join, all ye ransomed race, Our Lord and God to bless ; Praise ye his name ! In him we will rejoice. And make a joyful noise. Shouting with heart and voice, kk Worthy the Lamb ! " 4 Soon must we change our place, Vet will we never cease Praising his name ; To him our songs we bring ; Hail him our gracious King ; And. through all ages sing, M Worthy the Lamb !" 562 " Inward Teachings. ," T. M. x Eternal Spirit, we confess And sing the wonders of thy grace : Thy power conveys our blessings down From God the Father and the Son. 2 Enlightened by thy heavenly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger and our refuge too. 3 Thy power and glory work within. And break the chains of reigning sin ; All our imperious lusts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew. 563 ' Veni Creator ! ' L. M. i Come, O Creator Spirit blest ! And in our souls take up thy rest ; Come, with thy grace and heavenly aid, To fill the hearts which thou hast made. 2 Great Comforter ! to thee we cry ; O highest gift of God most high ! O fount of life ! O fire of love ! Send sweet anointing from above ! 3 Kindle our senses from above, And make our hearts o'erflow with love ; With patience firm, and virtue high, The weakness of our flesh supply. 4 Far from us drive the foe we dread, And grant us thy true peace instead ; So shall we not, with thee for guide, Turn from the path of life aside. 564 L. M. li Loose the Seals." i Come, blessed Spirit ! source of light ! Wnose power and grace are unconfined Dispel the gloomy shades of night — The thicker darkness of the mind, t To mine illumined eyes, display The glorious truth thy word reveals ; Cause me to run the heavenly way, Thy book unfold, ami loose the seals. 3 Thine inward teachings make me know The mysteries of redeeming love, The vanity of things below, And excellence of things above. 4 While through this dubious maze I stray, Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad, To show the dangers of the way, And guide my feeble steps to God. 123 565 L. M. A netu heart. 1 Come, sacred Spirit, from above, And fill the coldest heart with love : Oh, turn to flesh the flinty stone, And let thy sovereign power be known. 2 Speak thou, and from the haughtiest eyes Shall floods of contrite sorrow rise ; While all their glowing souls are borne To seek that grace which now they scorn. 3 Oh, le«t a holy flock await In crowds around thy temple-gate ! Each pressing on with zeal to be A living sacrifice to thee. 566 " Calm my mind." L. M. 1 Come, Holy Spirit ! calm my mind, And fit me to approach my God ; Remove each vain, each worldly thought. And lead me to thy blest abode. 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul A living spark of holy fire ? Oh, kindle now the sacred flame ; Make me to burn with pure desire. 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, And let me now my Saviour see ; Oh, soothe and cheer my burdened heart, And bid my spirit rest in thee. 567 u Creator, Spirit." L. M 1 Creator Spirit, by whose aid The world's foundations first were laid, Come, visit every waiting mind • Come, pour thy joys on human-kind. 2 Thrice holy Fount, thrice holy Fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us, while we sing. 3 O Source of uncreated light, The Father's promised Paraclete, — From sin and sorrow set us free, And make us temples worthy thee ! 4 Make us eternal truths receive, And practise all that we believe ; Give us thyself, that we may see The Father and the Son, by thee. 124 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 568 " Led by the Spirit." L. M. x Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above : Be thou our guardian, thou our guide ! O'er every thought and step preside. To us the light of truth display, And make us know and choose thy way ; Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to holiness — the road That we must take to dwell with God ; Lead us to Christ, the living way, Nor let us from his precepts stray. 4 Lead us to God, our final rest, To be with him for ever blest ; Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share — Fullness of joy for ever there ! 569 Pentecost. L. M. i Blest day ! when our ascended Lord Fulfilled his own prophetic word ; Sent down his Spirit, to inspire His saints, baptized wjth holy fire. 2 While by his power these signs were wrought. While divers tongues his wisdom taught, His love one only subject gave — That Jesus died the world to save ! 3 Sure peace with God !— the joyful sound Pours wide its sacred influence round ; Relenting foes his grace receive, And humble myriads hear and live ! 570 The Comforter. L. M. i Sure the blest Comforter is nigh, 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; Else would my hopes for ever die, And every cheering ray depart. 2 Whene'er, to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires, — Can it be less than power divine, That animates these strong desires ? 3 And, when my cheerful hope can say, — I love my God and taste nis grace, — Lord ! is it not thy blissful ray, That brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 4 Let thy good Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, O God of love ! And light and heavenly peace impart, — Sweet earnest of the joys above. 571 " Take not thy Spirit from me:' L. M. i Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay ! Though I have done thee such despite, Cast not a sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight. 2 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 ; 3 Yet, oh, the chief of sinners spare, In honor of my great High Priest! Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear I shall not see thy people's rest. 572 ll He shall come down like rain." L. M. i As when in silence vernal show r ers Descend and cheer the fainting flowers, So, in the secrecy of love, Falls the sweet influence from above. 2 That heavenly influence let me find In holy silence of the mind, While every grace maintains its bloom, Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 3 Nor let these blessings be confined To me, but poured on all mankind, Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise, And a young Eden bless our eyes. 573 Prayer for the Spirit. L. M. i O Spirit of the living God, In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race. 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love, To preach the reconciling word ; Give power and unction from above, Where'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. 4 Baptize the nations ! far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record ; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every people call him Lord. 574 " Oh, come to-day . ' ' i Come, Holy Ghost ! in love, Shed on us, from above, Thine own bright ray : Divinely good thou art ; Thy sacred gifts impart, To gladden each sad heart ; Oh, come to-day ! 2 Come, tendcrest Friend, and best, Our most delightful Guest ! With SOOthing power ; Rest, which the weary know ; Shade, 'mid the noontide plow ; Peace, when deep griefs o'erflow ; Cheer us, this hour ! 6,4. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 125 3 Come, Light serene ! and still Our inmost bosoms fill ; Dwell in each breast: We know no dawn but thine ; Send forth thy beams divine, On our dark souls to shine, And make us blest. 4 Exalt our low desires • Extinguish passion's fires ; Heal every wound ; Our stubborn spirits bend ; Our icy coldness end ; Our devious steps attend, While heavenward bound. 5 Come, all the faithful bless ; Let all, who Christ confess, His praise employ : Give virtue's rich reward ; Victorious death accord, And, with our glorious Lord, Eternal joy ! 575 kl Let there be light I " 6, 4- i Thou ! whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their rlight, Hear us, we humbly pray, And, where the gospel's day Sheds not its glorious ray, " Let there be light ! " a Thou ! who didst come to bring, On thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight, Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind, — Oh, now to all mankind " Let there be light!" 3 Spirit of truth and love, Life-giving holy Dove ! Speed forth thy flight : Move o'er the waters' face, Hearing the lamp of grace, And, in earth's darkest place, " Let there be light ! ' 4 Blessed and holy Three, All-Glorious Trinity, — Wisdom, Love, Might ! Boundless as ocean's tide Rolling in fullest pride, Through the world, far and wide, — 11 Let there be light!" 576 Invocation. CM. i Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! With all thy quickening powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. 2 Look ! how we grovel here below, Fond of these trilling toys ! Our souls can neither fly nor go To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs ; In vain we strive to rise ; Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate — Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great ? 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove ! With all thy quickening powers ; Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours. 577 Fruits of the Spirit. C. M. 2 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed His tender, last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter bequeathed. With us on earth to dwell. 2 He came in tongues of living flame. To teach, convince, subdue ; All-powerful as the wind he came, And all as viewless, too. 3 He came, sweet influence to impart, A gracious, willing Guest, While he can find one humble heart Wherein to fix his rest. 4 And every virtue we possess, And every virtue won, And every thought of holiness Is his and his alone. 5 Spirit of purity and grace ! Our weakness pitying see ; Oh, make our hearts thy dwelling-place, Purer and worthier thee ! 578 " The Gift of God: 1 CM. i Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come, Inspire these souls of thine ; Till every heart which thou hast made Be filled with grace divine. 2 Thou art the Comforter, the gift Of God, and fire of love ; The everlasting spring of joy, And unction from above. 3 Enlighten our dark souls, till they Thy sacred love embrace ; Assist our minds, by nature frail, With thy celestial' grace. 126 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 4 Teach us the Father to confess, And Son, from death revived, And thee, with both, O Holy Ghost, Who art from both derived. 579 The love of the Spirit. C. M . i O Holy Ghost, the Comforter, How is thy love despised, While the heart longs for sympathy And friends are idolized. 2 O Spirit of the living God, Brooding with dove-like wings Over the helpless and the weak Among created things ! 3 Where should our feebleness find strength, Our helplessness a stay, Didst thou not bring us hope and help, And comfort, day by day ? 4 Great are thy consolations, Lord, And mighty is thy power, In sickness and in solitude, In sorrow's darkest hour. 5 Oh, if the souls that now despise And grieve thee, heavenly Dove, Would seek thee, and would welcome thee, How would they prize thy love ! 580 Pentecost. C M. i When God, of old, came down from heaven, In power and wrath he came ; Before his feet the clouds were riven, Half darkness and half flame. 2 But when he came the second time, He came in power and love ; Softer than gales at morning prime, Hovered his holy Dove. 3 The fires that rushed on Sinai down In sudden torrents dread, Now gently light a glorious crown On every sainted head. 4 Like arrows went those lightnings forth, Winged with the sinner s doom ; But these, like tongues, o'er all the earth Proclaiming life to come. 581 6-io. i John 5 : i Glory to God the Father be, Glory to God the Son. Glory to God the Holy Ghost — Glory to God alone 1 2 My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth rejoice In God, my Saviour and my God ; I hear his joyful voice. C. M. 3 I need not go abroad for joy, Who have a feast at home ; Mv sighs are turned into songs, The Comforter is come ! 4 Down from on high the blessed Dove Is come into my breast, To witness God's eternal love ; This is my heavenly feast. 5 Glory to God the Father be, Glory to God the Son, Glory to God the Holy Ghost — Glory to God alone ! 582 Comfortable Assurance. C. M. i Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days? Great Comforter, descend, and bring Some token of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, And seal the heirs of heaven? When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven ? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In the Redeemer's blood ; And bear thy witness with my heart, That I am born of God. 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come- And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, Will safe convey me home. 583 C. M. The Indweller. i Come, Holy Ghost ! our hearts inspire, Let us thine influence prove ; Source of the old prophetic fire ! Fountain of life and love ! 2 Water with heavenly dew thy word, In this appointed hour ; Attend it with thy presence, Lord, And bid it come with power. 3 Open the hearts of them that hear, To make the Saviour room ; Now let us find redemption near ; Let faith by hearing come. 584 " He shall testify of me: 1 C. M, i Spirit of truth, oh, let me know The love of Christ to me ; Its conquering, quickening power bestow, To set me wholly free. 2 I long to know its depth and height, To scan its breadth and length ; Drink in its ocean of delight. And triumph in its strength. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 127 3 It is thine office to reveal My Saviour's wondrous love ; Oh, deepen on my heart thy seal, And bless me from above. 585 The Abiding Presence. C. M. 1 Eternal Spirit, God of truth, Our contrite hearts inspire ; Revive the flame of heavenly love, And feed the pure desire. 2 "lis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, With guilt and fear oppressed • 'Tis thine to bid the dying live, And give the weary rest. 3 Subdue the power of every sin, Whate'er that sin may be, That we, with humble, holy heart, May worship only thee. 4 Then with our spirits witness bear That we are sons of God, Redeemed from sin, from death and hell, Through Christ's atoning blood. 586 "Abba, Father." CM. 1 Our Holy Father and our God ! We come before thy face, To bless thee for that gift divine, The Spirit of thy grace. 2 Precious the promise, now fulfilled Through Jesus set on high ; The spirit of adoption ours, We, Abba, Father, cry. 3 By him our faith, and hope, and love Are kept alive and grow ; Through Jesus' blood he gives the heart A perfect peace to know. 4 The souls, in his communion blest, Pant for the things above • As seeks the hart for water-brooks, So we the springs of love. 5 Blest Comforter of all thy saints, Wro love the heavenly way, We, by thy might, would run the race, Till we have won the day. 587 The Indweller. 1 Spirit Divine ! attend our prayer, And make our hearts thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious power Come Holy Spirit, come ! 2 Cnme as the light : to us reveal Our sinfulness and woe : And lead us in those paths of life Where all the righteous go. C. M. 3 Come as the fire, and purge our hearts, Like sacrificial flame : Let our whole soul an offering be To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the wind, with rushing sound, With Pentecostal grace ; And make the great salvation known Wide as the human race. 5 Spirit Divine, at'.end our prayer, And make oui hearts thy home ; Descend with al. thy gracious power : Come, Holy Spirit, come ! 588 » Thy Spirit in our heart." S. M. 1 Enthroned on high, almighty Lord ! The Holy Ghost send down ; Fulfill in us thy faithful word, And all thy mercies crown. 2 Though on our heads no tongues of fire Their wondrous powers impart, Grant, Saviour, what we more desire. Thy Spirit in our heart. 3 Spirit of life, and light, and love, Thy heavenly influence give ; Quicken our souls, our guilt remoye That we in Christ may live. 4 To our benighted minds reveal The glories of his grace, And bring us where no clouds conceal The brightness of his face. 589 Philippians 2 : ia, 13. S. M. 1 'Tis God the Spirit leads In paths before unknown ; The work to be performed is ours, The strength is all his own. 2 Supported by his grace, We still pursue our way ; And hope at last to reach' the prize, Secure in endless day. 3 'Tis he that works to will, 'Tis he that works to do ; His is the power by which we act, His be the glory too. 590 The Comforter here. S. M, 1 The Comforter has come, We feel his presence here, Our hearts would now no longer roam, But bow in filial fear. 2 This tenderness of love, This hush of solemn power, — 'Tis heaven descending from above, To fill this favored hour. 128 THE HOLY SPIRIT. 3 Earth's darkness all has fled, Heaven's light serenely shines, And every heart, divinely led, To holy thought inclines. 4 No more let sin deceive, Nor earthly cares betray, Oh, let us never, never grieve The Comforter away ! 591 " The earnest in our hearts" i Come, Spirit, source of light, Thy grace is unconfined ; Dispel the gloomy shades of night, The darkness of the mind. a Now to our eyes display The truth thy words reveal ; Cause us to run the heavenly way, Delighting in thy will. 3 Thy teachings make us know The mysteries of thy love, The vanity of things below, The joy of things above. 4 While through this maze we stray, Oh, spread thy beams abroad ; Disclose the dangers of the way, And guide our steps to God. S. M. 592 Invocation. i Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine ; And on this poor benighted soul ; With beams of mercy shine. a Oh, melt this frozen heart : This stubborn will subdue ; Each evil passion overcome, And form me all anew. 3 Mine will the profit be, Kut thine shall be the praise ; And unto thee I will devote The remnant of my days. 593 Invocation. i Come, Holy Spirit, come ! Let thy bright beams arise ; Dispel the sorrow from our minds, The darkness from our eyes. 2 Convince us of our sin • Then lead to Jesus' blood, And to our wondering view reveal The mercies of our God. 3 Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and lears remove, And kindle in our breasts the flame Of never-dying love. S. M. S. M. 4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, To pour fresh life in every part, And new-create the whole. 5 Come, Holy Spirit, come ; Our minds from bondage free ; Then shall we know, and praise, and love, The Father, Son, and thee. 594 Pentecost. S. M. i Lord God, the Holy Ghost ! 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 truth, be thou In life and death our guide ! O Spirit of adoption, now May we be sanctified. 595 " Comforter Divine." S. M. i Blest Comforter divine ! Let rays of heavenly love Amid our gloom and darkness shine. And guide our souls above. 2 Turn us, with gentle voice, From every sinful way, And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay. 3 By thine inspiring breath Make every cloud of care, And ev'n the gloomy vale of death, A smile of glory wear. 4 Oh, fill thou every heart With love to all our race ; Great Comforter, to us impart These blessings of thy grace. 596 " Love Divine." J, i Gracious Spirit, Love divine ! Let thy light within me shine ; All my guilty fears remove, Kill me with thy heavenly love. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 129 2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me, Set the burdened sinner tree ; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation on my heart ; Breathe thyself into my breast, — Earnest of immortal rest. 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me, Lord ! for ever thine. 597 " Lord 0/ Light: 1 1 Holy Spirit ! Lord of Light ! From thy clear celestial height, Come, thou Light of all that live ! Thy pure beaming radiance give ! 2 Come, thou Father of the poor ! Come with treasures which endure ; Thou, of all consolers best, Visiting the troubled breast. 3 Thou in toil art comfort sweet ; Pleasant coolness in the heat ; Solace in the midst of woe ; Dost refreshing peace bestow. 4 Light immortal ! light divine ! Visit thou these hearts of thine ; If thou take thy grace away, Nothing pure id man will stay. 5 Heal our wounds — our strength renew ; On our dryness pour thy dew ; Wash the stains of guilt away ; Guide the steps that go astray. 6 Give us comfort when we die ; Give us life with thee on high ; In thy sevenfold gifts descend ; Give us joys which never end. 3^0 Luke 11 : 13. 1 Holy Ghost ! with light divine, Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away, Turn my darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost ! with power divine, Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; Long hath sin, without control, Held dominion o'er my soul. 3 Holy Ghost ! with joy divine, Cheer this saddened 'heart of mine ; Hid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 4 Holy Spirit ! all-divine, Dwell within this heart of mine ; Cast down every idol-throne, Reign supreme — and reign alone. 599 John 16: 13. 1 Holy Spirit ! gently come, Raise us from our fallen state ; Fix thy everlasting home In the hearts thou didst create. 2 Now thy quickening influence bring, On our spirits sweetly move ; Open every mouth to sing Jesus' everlasting love. 3 Take the things of Christ, and show What our Lord for us hath done ; May we God the Father know Through his well-beloved Son. 600 "Work in all." 1 Holy Ghost, thou Source of light ' We invoke thy kindling ray : Dawn upon our spirits' night, Turn our darkness into day. 2 To the anxious soul impart Hope, all other hopes above ; Stir the dull and hardened heart With a longing and a love. 3 Give the struggling, peace for strife ; Give the doubting, light for gloom • Speed the living into life, Warn the dying of their doom. 4 Work in all, in all renew, Day by day, the life divine ; All our wills to thee subdue, All our hearts to thee incline. oOl M Our hearts inspire" 1 Come, divine and peaceful Guest, Enter each devoted breast ; Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Kindle there the Gospel fire. 2 Hid our sin and sorrow cease ; Fill us with thy heavenly peace ; Joy divine we then shall prove, Light of truth— and fire of" love. 602 Invocation. 1 Holy Spirit, from on high, Hend on us a pitying eve ; Animate the drooping heart, Hid the power of sin depart. 2 Light up every dark recess Ot our heart's ungodliness ; Show us every devious wav, Where our steps have gone astray. 130 THE WAY OF SALVATION. 3 Teach us with repentant grief Humbly to implore relief, Then the Saviour's blood reveal. All our deep disease to heal. 4 Other groundwork should we lay, Sweep those empty hopes away ; Make us feel that Christ alone Can for human guilt atone. 5 May we daily grow in grace, And pursue the heavenly race, Trained in wisdom, led by love, Till we reach our rest above. 603 Lukeg: 23. L- M. 1 Broad is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there ; But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveler. 2 " Deny thyself and take thy cross," — Is the Redeemer's great command : Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4. Lord ! let not all my hopes be vain : Create my heart entirely new : Which hypocrites could ne'er attain, Which false apostates never knew. 604 " One thing needful." L. M. 1 Jesus, engrave it on my heart, That thou the one thing needful art ; I could from all things parted be, But never, never, Lord, from thee. 2 Needful is thy most precious blood, To reconcile my soul to God ; Needful is thy indulgent care ; Needful thy all-prevailing prayer. 3 Needful thy presence, dearest Lord, True peace and comfort to afford ; Needful thy promise, to impart Fresh life and vigor to my heart. 4 Needful art thou, my guide, my stay, Through all life's dark and weary way ; Nor less in death thou'lt needful be, To bring my spirit home to thee. 5 Then needful still, mv God, my King, Thy name eternally I'll sing ! Glory and praise be ever his, — The one tiling needlul Jesus is ! 605 Job *-. 17-21. L. M. 1 Shall the vile race of flesh and blood Contend with their Creator, God ? Shall mortal worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just, than he ? 2 Behold ! he puts his trust in none Of all the spirits round his throne ; Their natures, when compared with his, Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 3 But how much meaner things are they Who spring from dust, and dwell in clay ; Touched by the finger'of thy wrath, We faint and vanish like a moth. 4 From night to day, from day to night, We die by thousands in thy sight ; Buried in dust whole nations lie, Like a forgotten vanity. 5 Almighty Power, to thee we bow , How frail are we ! how glorious thou I No more the sons of earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. 606 " In jeopardy every hour •" C. r. M. 1 Lo ! on a narrow neck of land, 'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand, Secure ! insensible ! A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to yon heavenly place, Or shuts me up in hell. 2 O God ! my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress : Give me to feel their solemn weight, And save me ere it be too late ; Wake me to righteousness. 3 Before me place, in dread array, The pomp of that tremendous day, Wnen thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar ; And tell me, Lord ! shall I be there To meet a joyful doom ! 4 Be this my one great business here,— With holy trembling, holy tear, To make my calling sure ! Thine utmost counsel to fulfill, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure ! 5 Then Saviour, then my soul receive, Then bid me in thy presence live, And reign with thee above ; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, And hope, in full, supreme delight, And everlasting love. THE LOST STATE OF MAN. 131 607 " Must be born again." C. P. M. 1 Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, My soul in bonds of guilt I found, And knew not where to go ; One solemn truth increased my pain, ik The sinner must be born again," Or sink to endless woe. a I heard the law its thunders roll, While guilt lay heavy on my soul — A vast oppressive load ; All creature-aid I saw was vain ; M The sinner must be born again," Or drink the wrath of God. 3 The saints I heard with rapture tell — How Jesus conquered death and hell To bring salvation near ; Yet still I found this truth remain — M The sinner must be born again," Or sink in deep despair. 4 But while I thus in anguish lay, The bleeding Saviour passed that way, My bondage to remove ; The sinner, once by justice slain, Now by his grace is born again, And sings redeeming love. 608 John 1 : 12, 13. C. M. 1 Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God has given, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, Can raise a soul to heaven. a The sovereign will of God alone Creates us heirs of grace ; Born in the image of his Son, A new, peculiar race. 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, Breathes on the sons of flesh, New-models all the carnal mind, And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quickened souls awake and rise From the long sleep of death ; On heavenly things we fix our eyes, And praise employs our breath. 609 " All become guilty." CM. 1 Vain are the hopes, the sons of men On their own works have built ; Their hearts, by nature, all unclean, And all their actions, guilt. Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, Without a murmuring word ; And the whole race of Adam stand Guilty before the Lord. 3 Jesus ! how glorious is thy grace ;— When in thy name we trust, Our faith receives a righteousness, That makes the sinner just. 610 Matthew 7 : 14. CM. 1 Strait is the way, the door is strait, That leads to joys on high * 'Tis but a few that find the gate While crowds mistake and die. 2 Beloved self must be denied, The mind and will renewed, Passion suppressed, and patience tried, And vain desires subdued. 3 Lord ! can a feeble, helpless worm, Fulfill a task so hard ! Thy grace must all my work perform, And give the free reward. 611 » Prisoners out of the Pit." C. M. 1 How sad our state by nature is ! Our sin — how deep it stains ! And Satan holds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace, Sounds from the sacred word : 11 Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust a pardoning Lord." 3 My soul obeys the almighty call, And runs to this relief ; I would believe thy promise, Lord : Oh, help my unbelief! 4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall ; Be thou my Strength and Righteousness, My Saviour and my All. 612 Perfectly helpless. C M. 1 How helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of its load ! The heart, unchanged, can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught, beneath a power divine, The stubborn will subdue? 'Tis thine, almighty Spirit ! thine, To form the heart anew. 3 'Tis thine, the passions to recall, And upward bid them rise j To make the scales of error fall, From reason's darkened eyes ; — 4 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live : A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 'Tis thine alone to give. 132 THE WAY OF SALVATION. 5 Oh, change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine ; Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord, be thine. 613 No life by law. C. M. i In vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own : Nothing, O Saviour ! but thy blood Can bring us near the throne. 2 The threatenings of the broken law Impress the soul with dread : If God his sword of vengeance draw, It strikes the spirit dead. 3 But thine illustrious sacrifice Hath answered these demands ; And peace and pardon from the skies Are offered by thy hands. 4 Tis by thy death we live, O Lord ! 'Tis on thy cross we rest : For ever be thy love adored, Thy name for ever blessed. 614 Romans-]-. 7-13. C. M. 1 Lord, how secure my conscience was, And felt no inward dread ! I was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright ; But since the precept came With a convincing power and light, I find how vile 1 am. 3 Mv guilt appeared but small before, Till terribly I saw How perfect, holy, just, and pure, Is thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load ; My sins revived again : I had provoked a dreadful God, And all my hopes were slain. 5 My God, I cry with every breath For some kind power to save, To break the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave 615 1 1 / sa y u n to a 11, Watch . ' ' 1 A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify, A never-dying sou] to save, And fit it for the sky. 2 To serve the present age, My calling to fulfill ; Oh, may it all my powers engage TO do my Master's will. S. M. 3 Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live ; And oh, thy servant, Lord, prepare A strict account to give. 4 Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely, Assured, if I my trust betray, I shall for ever die. 616 " T/iy work alone." S. M. 1 Not what these hands have done Can save this guilty soul : Not what this toiling flesh has borne Can make my spirit whole. 2 Not what I feel or do Can give me peace with God ; Not all my prayers, and sighs, and tears, Can bear my awful load. 3 Thy work alone, O Christ, Can ease this weight of sin ; Thy blood alone, O Lamb of God, Can give me peace within. 617 Psalm 15. S. M. 1 Can sinners hope for heaven, Who love this world so well ? Or dream of future happiness, While on the road to hell ? 2 Shall they hosannas sing, With an unhallowed tongue ? Shall palms adorn the guilty hand Which does its neighbor wrong ? 3 Thy grace, O God, alone, Good hope can e'er afford ! The pardoned and the pure shall see The glory of the Lord. 618 Necessity of Atonement. S. M. 1 Like sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God — Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road. 2 How dreadful was the hour, When God our wanderings laid, And did at once his vengeance pour, Upon the Shepherd's head ! 3 How glorious was the grace, When Christ sustained the stroke! His life and blood the Shepherd pays, A ransom for the flock. 4 But God shall raise his head, O'er all the sons of men, And make him see a numerous seed, To recompense his pain. ATONEMENT AND PARDON. 133 619 Deuteronomy 30: 19. ^« M. 1 Oh, where shall rest be found — Rest for the weary soul ? 'Twere vain the ocean depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 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. 3 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above, Unmeasured by the flight of years ; And all that life is love. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath : Oh, what eternal horrors hang Around the second death ! 5 Lord God of truth and grace ! Teach us that death to shun ; Lest we be banished from thy face, And evermore undone. 620 2 Corinthians 5: 21. «5« M. 1 How heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes, Till Christ with his reviving light Over our souls arise ! 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of heaven ; But, in his righteousness arrayed, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure Are all our thoughts and ways : His hands infected nature cure With sanctifying grace. 4 Lord, we adore thy ways To bring us near to God, Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, And thine atoning blood. 621 The atonement. S. M. 1 Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 8 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. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear,- When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his dying love. 622 Zechariah 13 : 1. C. M. 1 There is a fountain filled 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 ransomed 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, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. 6 Lord, I believe thou hast prepared, Unworthy though I be, For me a blood-bought, free reward, A golden harp for me. 7 'Tis strung, and tuned for endless years. And formed by power divine, To sound in God the Father's ears No other name but thine. 623 C. M M A mazing Grace." 1 Amazing grace ! how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me ! I once was lost, but now am found — Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved ; How precious aid that grace appear, The hour I first believed ! 3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, 1 have already come ; 'Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And gra^c will had me home. 134 THE WAY OF SALVATION 4 Vca — when this flesh and heart shall fail. And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess, within the vail, A life of joy and peace. 5 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow, The sun forbear to shine ; But God, who called me here below, Will be for ever mine. 624 God Reconciled. C. M. x Come, let us lift our joyful eyes, Up to the courts above. And smile to see our Father there, Upon a throne of love. 2 Now we may bow before his feet, And venture near the Lord : No fiery cherub guards his seat, Nor double flaming sword. 3 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss Are opened by the Son ; High let us raise our notes of praise, And reach the almighty throne. 4 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring, Great Advocate on high, And glory to the eternal King, Who lays his anger by. 625 " O/i^ amazing Love ! " C. M. i Plunged in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day. 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief- He saw, and — oh, amazing love ! — He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste he fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh, for this love let roc.ks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. 5 Angels! assist our mighty joys ; Strike all your harps of gold ; But, when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. 626 The Saviour s Robe. C. M j Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue, Prepare a tuneful voice ; In God, the life of all my joys, Aloud will I rejoice. 2 'Tis he adorned my naked soul, And made salvation mine ; Upon a poor, polluted worm, He makes his graces shine. 3 And lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found, He took the robe the Saviour wrought, And cast it all around. 4 How far the heavenly robe excels What earthly princes wear ! These ornaments how bright they shine ! How white the garments are ! 5 The Spirit wrought my faith and love, And hope and every grace ; But Jesus spent his life to work The robe of righteousness. 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou arrayed, By the great sacred Three ; In sweetest harmony of praise, Let all thy powers agree. 627 1 Good-nvill and Peace. 1 C. M i Mortals, awake, with angels join And chant the solemn lay ; Joy, love, and gratitude combine To hail the auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo rolled ; The theme, the song, the joy, was new 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky The impetuous torrent ran j And angels flew, with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song • 11 Good will and peace " are heard throughout The harmonious angel-throng. 6 AN' it h joy the chorus we'll repeat, — " Glory to God on high ! Good-will and peace are now complete ; Jesus was born to die I " 628 " y eS us died for me." C. M . i Great God, when I approach thy throne, And all thv glory see ; This is inv Stay, and this alone, That Jesus died for me. ATONEMENT AND PARDON. 135 2 How can a soul condemned to die, Escape the just decree ? Helpless, and full of sin am I, But Jesus died for me. 3 Burdened with sin's oppressive chain, Oh, how can I get free ? No peace can all my efforts gain, But Jesus died for me. 4 And Lord, when I behoM thy face, This must be all my plea ; Save me by thy almighty grace, For Jesus died for me. 629 »• Salvation I "—Ps. 68 : 19. C. M. 1 Salvation ! — oh, the joyful sound ! 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sovereign 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. 630 Lukezs-.j. CM. 1 Oh, how divine, how sweet the joy, When but one sinner turns, And, with an humble, broken heart, His sins and errors mourns. 2 Pleased with the news, the saints below In songs their tongues employ ; Beyond the skies the tidings go, And heaven is filled with joy. 3 Nor angels can their joys contain, But kindle with new fire : — 11 The sinner lost is found, they sing, And strike the sounding lyre. 631 God's compassion. C M. 1 Jesus, — and didst thou leave the sky, To bear our griefs and woes ? And didst thou bleed, and groan and die, For thy rebellious foes ? 2 Well might the heavens with wonder view A love so strange as thine ! No thought of angels ever knew ' Compassion so divine ! 3 Is there a heart that will not bend To thy divine control ? Descend, O sovereign love, descend, And melt that stubborn soul. 4 Oh, may our willing hearts confess Thy sweet, thy gentle sway ; Glad captives of thy matchless grace, Thy righteous rule obey. 632 Our Surety. H. M. 1 Arise, my soul, arise ! Shake off thy guilty fears ; The bleeding Sacrifice In my behalf appears ; Before the throne my Surety stands : My name is written on his hands. 2 He ever lives above, For me to intercede, His all-redeeming love, His precious blood to plead ; His blood atoned for all our race, And sprinkles now the throne of grace. 3 Mv God is reconciled ; His pardoning 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. 633 Theyear of Jubilee. H. M 1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow j The gladly solemn sound ; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound ; The year of Jubilee is come : Return, ye ransomed sinners, home. 2 Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb ; Redemption in his blood Throughout the world proclaim. The year, etc. 3 Ye, who have sold for naught Your heritage above, Come, take it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love. The year, etc. 4 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of heavenly grace, And saved from earth appear Before your Saviour's face. The year, etc. 634 " It is finished." H. M. 1 The atoning work is done, The Victim's blood is shed, And Jesus now is \ His people's cause to plead ; He stands in heaven, their great High Priest, He bears their names upon his breast. I3 6 2 He sprinkles with his blood The mercy-seat above ; For justice had withstood The purposes of love ; But justice now withstands no more, And mercy yields her boundless store. 3 No temple made with hands, His place of service is; In heaven itself he stands, A heavenly priesthood his: In him the shadows of the law Are all fulfilled, and now withdraw. 4 And though a while he be Hid from the eyes of men, His people look to see Their great High Priest again ; In brightest glory he will come, And take his waiting people home. 635 " Escape for thy life. " 12. i The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain, For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain ; For sin and uncleanness, and every trans- gression, His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our pardon, We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan ! 2 Ye souls that are wounded ! oh, flee to the Saviour ! He calls you in mercy, 'tis infinite favor; Your sins are increasing, escape to the moun- tain — His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain. Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 3 O Jesus ! ride onward, triumphantly glorious ! O'er sin, death, and hell, thou art more than victorious ; Thy name is the theme of the great congre- gation While angels and men raise the shout of salvation. Hallelujah to the Lamb, etc. 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore ; With harps in our hands, we'll praise him the more ! We'll range the sweet plains on the banks of (he river. And sing of salvation for ever and ever ! THE WAY OF SALVATION. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our pardon, We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan ! 000 lt Loving-kindness." — Ps. 36 : 7. L. M. 1 Awake, my soul, to joyful lays, And sing the great Redeemer's praise , He justly claims a song from me : His loving-kindness, oh, how free ' 2 He saw me ruined in the fall, Yet loved me, notwithstanding all ; He saved me from my lost estate : His loving-kindness, oh, how great ! 3 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along : His loving-kindness, oh, how strong ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gathered thick and thundered loud. He near my soul has always stood : His loving-kindness, oh, how good ! 5 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale ; Soon all my mortal powers must fail : Oh, may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death ! 6 Then let me mount and soar away To the brignt world of endless day ; And sing, with rapture and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skiesJ 637 " It is Finished! " 1'. M. 1 Nothing, either great or small, Remains for me to do • Jesus died, and paid it all, Yes, all the debt I owe ! Cho. — Jesus paid it all. All the debt I owe, Jesus died and paid it all, Yes, all the debt I owe. 2 When he from his lofty throne, Stooped clown to do and die, Everything was fully done ; " 'Tis finished ! " was his cry. — Cho. 3 Weary not, O toiling one, Whate'er thy conflict be, Work lor him with cheerful heart. Who Suffered all for thee. — Cho. 4 Clinging to the Saviour's cross, Look up by simple faith, Praise him for the pardoning love That saves from endless death. — Cho. 5 Bring a willing sacrifice — Thy soul to Jesus' feet ; Stand in him, in him alone, All glorious and complete.- Cho. ATONEMENT AND PARDON. 137 638 A hiding-place —Ps. 32: 7. L- M. 1 Hail, sovereign love, that formed the plan To save rebellious, ruined man ! Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace, That gave my soul a hiding-place. 2 Against the God that rules the sky I tought, with weapons lifted high ; I madly ran the sinful race, Regardless of a hiding-place. 3 Yet when God's justice rose in view, To Sinai's burning mount I tlew ; Keen were the pangs of my distress — The mountain was no hiding-place. 4 But a celestial voice I heard, A bleeding Saviour then appeared ; Led by the Spirit of his grace, 1 found in him a hiding-place. 5 On him the weight of vengeance fell, That else had sunk a world to hell ; Then, O my soul, for ever praise Thy Saviour God, thy hiding-place ! 639 " Jesus paid it all. 1 P. M. 1 I hear the Saviour say, Thy strength indeed is small ; Child of weakness, watch and pray, Find in me thine all in all. Cho. — Jesus paid it all, All to him I owe ; Sin had left a crimson stain ; He washed it white as snow. 2 Lord, now indeed I find Thy faith, and thine alone, Can change the leper's spots, And melt the heart of stone. — Cho. 3 For nothing good have I Whereby thy grace to claim — I'll wash my garment white In the blood of Calvary's Lamb.— Cho. 4 When from my dying bed My ransomed soul shall rise, Then " Jesus paid it all " Shall rend the vaulted skies. — Cho. And when before the throne 1 stand in him complete, I'll lay my trophies down, All down at Jesus' feet.— Cho. 640 " Thy face will I seek." P M. 1 I hear thy welcome voice, That calls me, Lord, to thee ; For cleansing in thy precious blood, That flowed on Calvary. Cho. — I am coming, Lord ! Coming now to thee ! Wash me, cleanse me, in the blood That flowed on Calvary ' 2 Though coming weak and vile, Thou dost my strength assure ; Thou dost my vileness fully cleanse, Till spotless all, and pure. — Cho. 3 'Tis Jesus calls me on To perfect faith and love, To perfect hope, and peace, and trust, For earth and heaven above. — Cho. 4 And he the witness gives To loyal hearts and free, That every promise is fulfilled, If faith but brings the plea. — Cho. 5 All hail ! atoning blood ! All hail ! redeeming grace ! All hail ! the gift of Christ, our Lord, Our Strength and Righteousness.— Cho. 641 14 Come and welcome. 1 ' 1 From the cross uplifted high, Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear ! — ik Love's redeeming work is done — Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 2 " Sprinkled now with blood the throne — Why beneath thy burdens groan? On my pierced bodv laid, Justice owns the ransom paid — Bow the knee, and kiss the Son — Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 3 " Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest bounty stored ; To thy Father's bosom pressed, Thou shalt be a child confessed, Never from his house to roam ; Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 4 " Soon the days of" life shall end — Lo, I come — your Saviour, Friend ! Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day, CJp to my eternal home — Come and welcome, sinner, come ! " 7,61. 133 THE WAY OF SALVATION. 642 M The old, old Story r 7 A D. i Tell me the old, old story Of unseen things abore, Of Jesus and his glory, Of Jesus and his love. Tell me the story simply, As to a little child, For I am weak and weary, And helpless and defiled. Cho. — Tell me the old, old story, Tell me the old, old story, Tell me the old, old story, Of Jesus and his love. m fell me the story slowly, That I may take it in— That wonderful Redemption, God's remedy for sin ! Tell me the story often, For I forget so soon ! The " early dew" of morning Has passed away at noon ! — Cho. 3 Tell me the story softly, With earnest tones, and grave ; Remember ! I'm the sinner Whom Jesus came to save. Tell me that story always, If you would really be, In any time of trouble, A comforter to me. — Cho. 4 Tell me the same old story, When you have cause to fear That this world's empty glory Is costing me too dear. Yes, and when that world's glory Is drawing on my soul, Tell me the old, old story : 11 Christ Jesus makes thee whole.'' — Cho. 643 The Story of the Cross. 7, 6. D. i I love to tell the story Of unseen things above, Of Jesus and his glory, Of Jesus and his love. I love to tell the story, Because I know 'tis true ; It satisfies my longings, As nothing else can do. Cho. — I love to tell the story, 'Twill be my theme in glory ; To tell the old, old story Of Jesus and his love. a I love to tell the story : 'Tis pleasant to repeat What seems, each time I tell it, More Wonderfully sweet 1 love to tell the story : For some have never heard The message of salvation, From God's own holy word. — Cho. 3 I love to tell the story ; For those who know it best Seem hungering and thirsting To hear it like the rest. And when, in scenes of glory, I'll sing the New, New Song, 'Twill be — the Old, Old Story That I have loved so long. — Cho. 644 " The Cross of Jesus" 7, 6. D, i I saw the cross of Jesus, When burdened with my sin ; I sought the cross of Jesus, To give me peace within ; I brought my soul to Jesus, He cleansed it in his blood ; And in the cross of Jesus I found my peace with God. Cho. — No righteousness, no merit. No beauty can I plead ; Yet in the cross I glory, My title there I read. 2 Sweet is the cross of Jesus ! There let my weary heart Still rest in peace unshaken, Till with him, ne'er to part ; And then in strains of glory I'll sing his wondrous power, Where sin can never enter, And death is known no more. Cho. — I love the cross of Jesus, It tells me what I am ; A vile and guilty creature, Saved only through the Lamb. 645 L. M "One thing needful. i Why will ye waste on trifling cares That life which God's compassion spares? While, in the various range of thought. The one thing needful is forgot ? 2 Shall God invite you from above ? Shall Jesus urge his dying love ? Shall troubled conscience give you pain ? And all these pleas unite in vain ? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue : Not so will heaven and hell appear, When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God ! thy grace impart ; Fix deep conviction on each heart ; Nor let us waste on trilling cares That lite which thy compassion spares. INVITATION AND WARNING. *39 646 Psalm 83. . t L. M. i While life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and peace is given ; But soon, ah ! soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away. While yet a pardoning God is found. 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave, Before his bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; No God regard your bitter prayer, Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 5 Now God invites — how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found. 647 u Not always strive.*' L. M. i Say, sinner ! hath a voice within Oft whispered to thy secret soul, Urged thee to leave the ways of sin. And yield thy heart to God's control ? a Sinner ! it was a heavenly voice, — It was the Spirit's gracious call ; It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 3 Spurn not the call to life and light ; Regard, in time, the warning kind ; That call thou mayst not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy rind. 4 God's Spirit will not always strive With hardened, self-destroying man ; Ye who persist his love to grieve, May never hear his voice again. 5 Sinner ! perhaps, this very day, Thy last accepted time may be : Oh, shouldst thou grieve him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee. 648 ll Come, weary souls ! " L. M. i Come, weary souls ! with sin distressed, Come, and accept the promised rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes ; Pardon and life, and endless peace, — How rich trie gift, how free the grace ' 3 Lord ! we accept, with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart; We come, with trembling ; yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 4 Dear Saviour ' let thy powerful love Confirm our faith,— our fears remove ; Oh, sweetly reign in every breast, And guide us to eternal rest. 649 " God calling yet ! " L. M. i God calling yet ! shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear ? Shall life's swift passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumbers lie ? 2 God calling yet ! shall I not rise ? Can I his loving voice despise, And basely his kind care repay? He calls me still ; can I delay ? 3 God calling yet ! and shall he knock, And I my heart the closer lock ? He still is waiting to receive, And shall I dare his Spirit grieve ? 4 God calling yet ; and shall I give No heed, but still in bondage live ? I wait, but he does not forsake ; He calls me still ; my heart, awake ! 5 God calling yet ! I cannot stay ; My heart I yield without delay ; Vain world, farewell ! from thee I part ; The voice of God hath reached my heart. 650 "A Stranger at the door." L. M. t Behold a Stranger at the door ! He gently knocks, has knocked before. Has waited long, is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 Oh, lovely attitude ! he stands With melting heart and laden hands ; Oh, 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 — The Friend of sinners ; yes, 'tis he, With garments dyed on Calvary. 4 Rise, touched with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine, That soul-destroying monster sin, And let the heavenly Stranger in 5 Admit him ere his anger burn, His feet, departed, ne'er return • Admit him, or the hour's at hand When at his door denied you'll skind. 140 THE WAY OF SALVATION. 651 Esther 4: 16. C. M, 1 Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve ; Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve ; — 2 Cl I'll go to Jesus, though my sins Like mountains round me close ; I know his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 M 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 ll Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer ; But if I perish, 1 will pray, And perish only there. 5 " I can but perish if I go ; I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away, I know I must for ever die." 652 " The Saviour calls. 11 C M. 1 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 woe. 3 Ye sinners ! come • 'tis mercy's voice : The gracious call obey ; Mercy invites to heavenly joys, — And can you yet delay ? 4 Dear Saviour ! draw reluctant hearts ; To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts, And drink and never die. 653 The Gospel call. CM. 1 Let every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds, With an inviting voice. 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls ! That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive, with earthly toys, To hll an empty mind ;— 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites, The nch provision taste. 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die \ Here you may quench your raging thirst, With springs that never dry. 5 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day ; Lord ! we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. 654 The Prodigal Son. C. M 1 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, Thy Father calls for thee : No longer now an exile roam In guilt and misery. 2 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, Thy Saviour calls for thee : " The Spirit and the Bride say, Come ; " Oh, now for refuge flee ! 3 Return, O wanderer, to thy home, 'Tis madness to delay : There are no pardons in the tomb ; And brief is mercy's day ! 655 Come sincerely. C M. 1 O sinner, bring not tears alone, Or outward form of prayer, But let it in thy heart be known That penitence is there. 2 To smite the breast, the clothes to rend, God asketh not of thee ; Thy secret soul he bids thee bend In true humility. 3 Oh, let us, then, with heart-felt grief, Draw near unto our God, And pray to him to grant relief, And stay the lifted rod. 4 O righteous Jud^e ! if thou wilt deign To grant us what we need, We pray for time to turn again, And grace to turn indeed. 656 Isaiah 55 17. CM. 1 Return, O Wanderer, now return, And seek thy Father's face ! Those new desires, which in thee burn, Were kindled by his grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, now return ! He hears thy humble sigh ; He sees thy softened spirit mourn, When no one else is nigh. 3 Return, O wanderer, now return ! Thy Savimir bids thee live : Go to his bleeding teet. and learn How freely he 11 forgive. INVITATION AND WARNING. 141 4 Return, O wanderer, now return, And wipe the falling tear ! Thy Father calls— no longer mourn : His love invites thee near. 657 Amazing Grace. C M. 1 Oh, what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found. Suited to every sinner's case Who hears the joyful sound ! 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds Your every burden bring ; Here love, unchanging love, abounds, — A deep celestial spring. 3 This spring with living water flows, And heavenly joy imparts : Come, thirsty s'ouls ! your wants disclose And drink, with thankful hearts. 658 Luke 19: 41. S. M. 1 Did Christ o'er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears Angels with wonder see ; Be thou astonished, O my soul ! He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear : In heaven alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. 659 m The Spirit and the Bride." S. M. 1 The Spirit, in our hearts, Is whispering, ik Sinner, come ; " The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims. To all his children, vi Come ! " a Let him that heareth say To all about him, kk Come ! " Let him that thirsts for righteousness To Christ, the fountain, come ! 3 Yes, whosoever will, Oh, let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life ; 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, Declares, vk I quickly come ;" Lord, even so ; we wait thine hour ; O blest Redeemer, come ! 660 The accepted time. S. M. 1 Now is the accepted time, Now is the day of grace ; O sinners ! come, wiihout delay, And seek the Saviour's face. 2 Now is the accepted time, The Saviour calls to-day ; To-morrow it may be too late ; — Then why should you delay ? 3 Now is the accepted time, The gospel bids you come ; And every promise in his word Declares there yet is room. 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, And teast them with thy love ; Then will the angels spread their wings, And bear the news above. 661 Expostulation. 1 And canst thou, sinner ! slight The call of love divine ? Shall God, with tenderness invite, And gain no thought of thine ? 2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve The Spirit from thy breast, Till he thy wretched soul shall leave With all thy sins oppressed ? 3 To-day, a pardoning God Will hear the suppliant pray, To-day, a Saviour s cleansing blood Will wash thy guilt away. 662 " No other name." 1 Weeping will not save me — Though my face were bathed in tears, That could not allay my fears, Could not wash the" sins of years, Weeping will not save me. Cho. — Jesus wept and died for me ; Jesus suffered on the tree : Jesus waits to make me free ; He alone can save me. 2 • Working will not save me — Purest deeds that I can do, Honest thought and feelings too, Cannot form my soul anew, Working will not save me. — Cho. 3 Waiting will not save me — Helpless, guilty, lost, I lie ; In my ear is mercy's cry ; If I wait I can but die — Waiting will not save me. — Cho. 4 Faith in Christ will save me — Let me trust thy weeping Son ; Trust the work' that he has done ; To his arms. Lord, help me run- Faith in Christ will save me.— Cho. S. M P M. 142 THE WAY OF SALVATION. 663 «e*.l:« S . P - M - i To-day the Saviour calls ! Ye wanderers, come ; Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam ? 3 To-day the Saviour calls ; Oh, hear him now ! Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. 3 To-day the Saviour calls ; For refuge fly ; The storm of justice falls, And death is nigh. 4 The Spirit calls to-day : Yield to his power ; Oh, grieve him not away ! 'Tis mercy's hour. 664 " Here speaks the Comforter."' II, IO. i Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish : Come to the mercy-seat, fervently kneel ; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish ; Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. 2 Joy of the comfortless, light of the straying, Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure ; Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying — Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot cure. 7 Here see the Bread of Life ; see waters flow- ing Forth from the throne of God, pure from above ; Come to the feast of love — come, ever know- ing Earth nas no sorrow but heaven can remove. 665 M Children of wrath." P.M. i Child of sin and sorrow ! Filled with dismay, Wait not for to-morrow, Yield thee to day : Heaven bids thee come, While yet there's room. Child of sin and sorrow ! Hear and obey. a Child of sin and sorrow, Why wilt thou die ? Come while thou canst borrow Help from on high : Grieve not that love Which from above, Child of sin and sorrow, Would bring thee nigh. 3 Child of sin and sorrow, Thy moments glide, Like the flitting arrow, Or the rushing tide ; Ere time is o'er, Heaven's grace implore ; Child of sin and sorrow, In Christ confide. 666 " Why will ye die ! " II. i Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for why will ye die, When God in great mercy is coming so nigh ? Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says. Come, And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 2 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive, Oh, how can you question, if you will believe. If sin is your burden, why will you not come ? 'Tis you he bids welcome ; he bids you come home. 667 " / made haste" — Ps.ng: 6o. II. i Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near, The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here ; Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay nor, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus thy God ? A fountain is open, how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood? 3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, For Mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day ; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; Her message unheeded will soon pass away! 4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace Lone grieved and resisted may take his sad flight. And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand. The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade. The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand ; What power then, O sinner, will lend thee its aid ! 668 "Acquaint thyself ." — Job ii\ i\. I !• i Acouaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God, And joy, like the sunshine shall beam on thy road, And peace, like the dewdrop, shall fall on thy head, And sleep, like an angel, shall visit thy bed. INVITATION AND WARNING. 143 9 Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God, And he shall be with thee when fears are abroad ; Thy Safeguard in danger that threatens thy path ; Thy joy in the valley and shadow of death. 669 Ezekiel^: 11. 7- D - 1 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you — Why ? God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live ; He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands, — Whv, ye thankless creatures, why Will ye cross his love, and die ? 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, your Saviour, asks you — Why If He who did your souls retrieve, Died himself that ye might live. Will ye let him die in vain ? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, ye ransomed 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, Urged you to embrace his love : Will ye not his grace receive ? Will ye still refuse to live ? ye dying sinners ! why, Why will ye for ever die ? 670 Christ's free call. 7- 1 Come, said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice ; 1 will guide you to your home ; Weary pilgrim, hither come. 2 Thou who, homeless and forlorn. Long hast borne the proud world's scorn ; Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary wanderer, hither haste. 3 Ye, who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain ! Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, In remorse for guilt who mourn ! 4 Hither come, for here is found Balm that flows for every wound, Peace that ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure. 71 il To-morrow" — J as. 4 : 13. J. 1 Hasten, sinner ! to be wise, Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Wisdom, if thou still despise, Harder is it to be won. 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 sun, Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest, Stay not for the morrow's sun, Lest perdition thee arrest, Ere the morning is begun. 672 The Door Open. P. M. 1 The mistakes of my life are many, The sins of my heart are more, And I scarce can see for weeping ; But I knock at the open door. Cho. — I know I am weak and sinful, It comes to me more and more ; But when the dear Saviour shall bid me come in, I'll enter that open door. 2 I am lowest of those who love him, I am weakest of thQse who pray : But I come, as he has bidden, And he will not say me nay. — Cho. 3 My mistakes his free grace will cover, My sins he will wash away, And the feet that shrink and falter, Shall walk thro' the gate of day. — Cho. 4 The mistakes of my life are many, And my spirit is sick with sin. And I scarce can see for weeping, — But the Saviour will let me in. — Cho. 673 " It is finished." 7» 1 Sitrely Christ thy grief has borne ; Weeping soul, no longer mourn : View him bleeding on the tree, Pouring out his life for thee. 2 Weary sinner, keep thine eyes On the atoning sacrifice : There the incarnate Deity, Numbered with transgressors, see. 3 Cast thy guiltv soul on him, Find him mighty to redeem ; At his feet thy burden lay, Look thy doubts and cares away. 4 Lord, thine arm must be revealed. Ere I can by faith be healed ; Since I scarce can look to thee, Cast a gracious eye on me. 144 THE WAY OF SALVATION. 674 A Fountain Opened. 8, 7, 7. 1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the fall ! Here a pure and healing fountain Plows to you, to me, to all, — In a full perpetual tide, Opened when our Saviour died. 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind ! Here the guilty, free remission, Here the troubled, peace may find ; Health this fountain will restore, He that drinks shall thirst no more. ^ He that drinks shall live for ever ; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood : God is faithful ; God will never Break his covenant in blood, Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed when he was glorified. 675 u Ho , every one.*' 1 — Isa. 55 : 1. 8, 7, 4. 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love and power. He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 2 Ho, ye needy ; come, and welcome ; God's free bounty glorify ! True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings us nigh, Without money, Come to Jesus Christ, and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you ; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 676 Jesus at the door. 7, 6. D. 1 O Jesus, thou art standing Outside the fast-closed door, In lowly patience waiting To pass the threshold o'er : We bear the name of Christians, His name and sign we bear : Oh, shame, thrice shame upon us ! To keep him standing there. 2 O Jesus, thou art knocking : And lo ! that hand is scarred, And thornfl thy brow encircle, And tears thy face have marred : Oh, love that passeth knowledge, So patiently to wait ! Oh, sin that hath no equal, So fast to bar the gate ! 3 O Jesus, thou art pleading In accents meek and low, " I died for you, my children, And will ye treat me so ? " O Lord, with shame and sorrow We open now the door : Dear Saviour, enter, enter, And leave us nevermore ! 677 John 6 1 68. 7. 6. D. 1 We stand in deep repentance, Before thy throne of love ; O God of grace, forgive us ; The stain of guilt remove ; Behold us while with weeping We lift our eyes to thee ; And all our sins subduing, Our Father, set us free ! 2 Oh, shouldst thou from us fallen Withhold thy grace to guide, For ever we should wander, From thee, and peace, aside ; But thou to spirits contrite Dost light and life impart, That man may learn to serve thee With thankful, joyous heart. 3 Our souls — on thee we cast them, Our only refuge thou ! Thy cheering words revive us, When pressed with grief we bow: Thou bearest the trusting spirit Upon thy loving breast, And givest all thy ransomed A sweet, unending rest. 678 John 1 : 29. L. M, 1 Just as I am, without one plea, But that thy blood was shed lor me, And that thou bid'st me come to thee, O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 2 Just as I am, and waiting not To rid my soul of one dark blot, To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot, O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 3 Just as I am, though tossed about With many a conflict, many a doubt, Fightings within, and fears without, O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 4 Just as I am — poor, wretched, blind ; Sight, riches, Dealing of the mind, Yea, all I Deed, in thee to find, O Lamb of God, 1 come ! I come ! PENITENCE AND ACCEPTANCE. I4S 5 Just as I am — thou wilt receive, Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve ; Because thy promise I believe. O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 6 Just as I am — thy love unknown Hath broken every barrier down ; Now, to be thine, yea, thine alone, O Lamb of God, I come ! I come ! 679 "Cometo Mer—Matt.\\\ 7.Z. L. M. i With tearful eyes I look around ; Life seems a dark and stormy sea ; Yet, 'mid the gloom, I hear a sound, A heavenly whisper, ki Come to me ! " s It tells me of a place of rest ; It tells me where my soul may flee : Oh, to the weary, faint, oppressed, How sweet the bidding, " Come to me ! " 3 "Come, for all else must fail and die ! Earth is no resting-place for thee ; To heaven direct thy weeping eye, I am thy portion'; Come to me ! " 4 O voice of mercy ! voice of love ! In conflict, grief, and agony, Support me, cheer me from above ! And gently whisper, kk Come to me ! " 680 li f come." — Ps. 31 : 5. *-' 1 God of my life ! thy boundless grace Chose, pardoned, and adopted me ; My rest, ray home, my dwelling-place ; Father ! I come, I come to thee. 2 Jesus, my hope, my rock, my shield ! Whose precious blood was shed for me, Into thy hands my soul I yield ; Savio'ur ! I come, I come to thee. 3 Spirit of glory and of God ! Long hast thou deigned my guide to be ; Now be thy comfort sweet bestowed ; My God! I come, I come to thee. 4 I come to join that countless host Who praise thy name unceasingly ; Blest Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! My God ! I come, I come to thee. 681 " Be merciful '."— Luke 18 : 13, 1 With broken heart and contrite sigh, A trembling sinner, Lord, I cry : Thy pardoning grace is rich and free : O God, be merciful to me ! 2 I smite upon my troubled breast, With deep and conscious guilt oppressed ; Christ and Ilia cross tnv only plea : O God, be merciful to me ! M L. M. 3 Far off I stand with tearful eyes, Nor dare uplift them to the skies ; But thou dost all my anguish see : O God, be merciful to me ! 4 Nor alms, nor deeds that I have done. Can for a single sin atone ; To Calvary alone I flee : O God, be merciful to me ! 5 And when redeemed from sin and hell, With all the ransomed throng I dwell, My raptured song shall ever oe, God hath been merciful to me ! 682 Psalm 130. L. M. 1 From deep distress and troubled thoughts To thee, my God, I raise my cries ; If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace, Free to dispense thy pardons there ; That sinners may approach thy face. And hope and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate : When will my God his face display ? 4 My trust is fixed upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain ; Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son ; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. 683 Micah 6:6-8. 1 Wherewith, O God, shall I draw near, And bow myself before thy face ? How, in thy purer eyes, appear? What shall I bring to gain thy grace ? 2 Can gifts avert the wrath of God ? Can these wash out my guilty stain ? Rivers of oil, and seas of blood, Alas ! they all must How in vain. 3 Ev'n though my life henceforth be thine. Present fur past can ne'er atone : Though 1 to thee the whole resign, I only give thee back thine own. 4 Guilty I stand before thy face ; On me I feel thy wrath abide ; 'Tis just the sentence should take place : 'Tis just,— but oh, thy Son hath died ! L. M. 146 THE WAY OF SALVATION. 684 " To whom shall we go ? '" L. M. x Thou only Sovereign of my heart, My Refuge, my almighty Friend — And can my soul from thee depart, On whom alone my hopes depend ! Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? Can this dark world of sin and woe One glimpse of happiness afford ? 3 Eternal life thy words impart ; On these my fainting spirit lives ; Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, Than all the round of nature gives. 4 Thy name my inmost powers adore ; Thou art my life, my joy, my care ; Depart from thee — 'tis death, 'tis more ; 'Tis endless ruin, deep despair ! 5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life, eternal life, is thine. 685 i Johns: 4. L. M. x I send the joys of earth away : Away, ye tempters of the mind, False as the smooth, deceitful sea, And empty as the whistling wind. a Your streams were floating me along, Down to the gulf of dark despair ; And while I listened to your song, Your streams had ev'n conveyed me there. 3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace, Which warned me of that dark abyss, Which drew me from those treacherous seas. And bade me seek superior bliss. 4 Now to the shining realms above, I stretch my hands and glance my eyes ; Oh, for the pinions of a dove, To bear me to the upper skies ! 5 There, from the bosom of our God, Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; There would I rix my last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul. 686 Thou hast died.'' L. M. i Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee Lost and undone, for aid 1 flee ; Weary of earth, myself, and sin, Open thine arms and take me in. 2 Pity and save my ruined soul ; 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole ; Dark, till in me thine image shine, And lost 1 am, till thou art mine. 3 At last I own it cannot be That I should fit myself for thee. Here, then, to thee I all resign ; Thine is the work, and only thine. 4 What can I say thy grace to move ? Lord, I am sin,— but thou art love : I give up every plea beside, Lord, I am lost, — but thou hast died ! 687 Philippines y, 7-10. L. M. 1 No more, my God ! I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done ; I quit the hopes I held before, To trust the merits of thy Son. 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, What was my gain, I count my loss ; My former pride I call my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes, — and I must, and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' sake ; Oh, may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake. 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne ; But faith can answer thy demands, By pleading what my Lord has done. 688 i Pder 1 : 12. L M 1 Trembling before thine awful throne, O Lord ! in dust my sins I own : Justice and mercy for my life Contend ! — oh, smile and heal the strife ! 2 The Saviour smiles ! upon my soul New tides of hope tumultuous roll — His voice proclaims my pardon found — Seraphic transport wings the sound. 3 Earth has a joy unknown in heaven, The new-born peace of sin forgiven ! Tears of such pure and deep delight, Ye angels ! never dimmed your sight. 4 Ye saw of old, on chaos rise The beauteous pillars of the skies : Ye know where morn exulting Springs, And evening folds her drooping wings. 5 Bright heralds of the eternal Will, Abroad his errands ye fulfill ; Or, throned in floods of beamy day, Symphonious, in his presence phi}-. 6 But I amid your choirs shall shine. And all your knowledge will be mine: Ye on your harps must lean to hear A seLiet chord that mine will bear. penitence and acceptance. 639 " Look unto me /" L. M. i See a poor sinner, dearest Lord, Whose soul, encouraged by thy word, At mercy's footstool would remain, And then would look,— and look again. 2 Ah ! bring a wretched wanderer home, Now to thy footstool let me come, And tell thee all ray grief and pain, And wait and look,— and look again ! 3 Take courage, then, mv trembling soul : One look from Christ will make thee whole : Trust thou in him, 'tis not in vain. But wait and look,— and look again ! 4 Ere long that happy day will come, When I shall reach my blissful home ; And when to glory I attain, Oh, then I'll look and look again ! 690 " Return^— Hosea 14: 1. CM. 1 O thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears Krom sorrow's weeping eye ; — a See, Lord, before thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn : Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou not said— k> Return ? " 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet? Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat ! 4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ! And let thy healing voice impart The sense of joy divine. 691 tv Weary, heavy-laden.'''' C. M. j Approach, my soul ! the mercy-seat, Where Jesus answers prayer ; There humbly fall before his feet, For none can perish there. a Thy promise is my only plea, With this I venture nigh : Thou callest burdened souls to thee, And such, O Lord ! am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed ; By wars without, and fears within, I come to thee for rest. Be thou my shield and hiding-place. That, sheltered near thy side, I may mv tierce accuser taee, And teil him— thou hast died. 5 Oh, wondrous Love — to bleed and u To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thv gracious name ! 692 lk His great love"- -Eph. 1 . 4. C. 1 Lord ! at thy feet we sinners lie, And knock at mercy's door : With heavy heart and downcast eye, Thy favor we implore. 2 On us the vast extent display Of thy forgiving love ; Take all our heinous guilt away ; This heavy load remove. 3 'Tis mercy — mercy we implore ; We would thy pity move : Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. 4 Oh, for thine own, for Jesus' sake, Our numerous sins forgive ! Thy grace our rocky hearts can break : Heal us, and bid us live. 5 Thus melt us all, thus make us bend. And thy dominion own ; Nor let a rival more pretend To repossess thy throne. 693 Job 23 : 3, 4. C. M . 1 Oh, that I knew the sacred place, Where I might find my God ! I'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad. 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, What sorrows I sustain ; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. 3 He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with my God : I'd plead for his own mercy's sake — I'd plead my Saviour's blood. 4 M y God will pity my complaints ; And drive my foes away ; He knows the meaning of his saints When they in sorrow pray. 5 Arise, my soul ! from deep distress, And banish every fear ; He calls thee to his throne of grace, To spread thy sorrow there. 694 Prrp Penitence. C. M. 1 Prostrate, dear Jesus ! at thy feet, A guilt v rebel lies ; And upwards, to thy mercy-scat, Presumes to lift his eyes. THE WAY OF SALVATION. ay justice frown me hence ; .ay the vengeful storm j it, that Omnipotence Id crush a feeble worm. .ears of sorrow could suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should, from both my weeping eyes, In ceaseless currents flow. 4 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt ; No tears, but those which thou hast shed, — No blood, but thou has spilt. 5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! • And all my sins forgive ; • Then justice will approve the word, That bids the sinner live. 695 " Tre?nbleth at my word." C M. i Oh, for that tenderness of heart, That bows before the Lord ; That owns how just and good thou art, And trembles at thy word. 2 Oh, for those humble, contrite tears, Which from repentance flow ; That sense of guilt which, trembling, fears The long-suspended blow ! 3 Saviour ! to me, in pity give, For sin, the deep distress ; The pledge thou wilt, at last, receive, And bid me die in peace. 4 Oh, fill my soul with faith and love, And strength to do thy will ; Raise my desires and hopes above, — Thyself to me reveal. O9o * Rain on mown Grass." 1 . M. i Lord, I hear of showers of blessing Thou art scattering full and free ; Showers the thirsty soul refreshing ; Let some droppings fall on me !— Ref. — Even me, Even me, Let some droppings fall on me. 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father ! Lost and sinful though I be ; Thou might 1 St curse me, but the rather Let thy mercy light on me. — Ref. 3 Have I long in sin been sleeping? Long been slighting, grieving thee ! Has the world my heart been keeping, O forgive and rescue me ! — Rep. 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit ! Thou canst make the blind to see ; Testify of Jesus 1 mei it, Speak the word of peace to me.— Rf.h. 697 l4 ^ blessing for me also." 1 • ML i Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, Hear my humble cry ; While on others thou art smiling, Do not pass me by. Cho. — Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble cr> ! While on others thou art calling, Do not pass me by. 2 Let me at a throne of mercy Find a sweet relief; Kneeling there in deep contrition, Help my unbelief. — Cho. 3 Trusting only in thy merit, Would I seek thy face ; Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by thy grace. — Cho. 698 »« / need thee." P. M, i I need thee every hour, Most gracious Lord ; No tender voice like thine Can peace afford. Ref. — I need thee, oh, I need thee ; Every hour I need thee ; Oh, bless me now, my Saviour i I come to thee. 2 I need thee every hour ; Stay thou near by ; Temptations lose their power When thou art nigh.— Ref. 3 I need thee every hour, In joy or pain ; Come quickly and abide Or life is vain. — Ref. 4 I need thee every hour ; Teach me thy will ; And thy rich promises In me fulfill. — Ref. 5 I need thee every hour, Most Holy One ; Oh, make me thine indeed, Thou blessed Son. — Ref. 699 "Jesus hath died." t>. % i No, not despairingly Come I to thee ; No, not distrustingly Bend I the knee ; Sin hath gone over me, Vet is this still ni) r plea, Yet is tli is still my plea, Jesus hath died. Lord ! I confess to thee Sadly my sin : All I am tell 1 thee. All 1 have been ; PENITENCE AND ACCEPTANCE I49 Purge thou my sin away. Wash thou my soul this' day ; Wash thou my soul this day ; Lord! make me clean. 3 Faithful and just art thou, Forgiving all ; Loving and kind art thou When poor ones call ; Lord ! let the cleansing blood, Blood of the Lamb of God, Blood of the Lamb of God, Pass o'er my soul ! 700 " My heart of stone." 1, 6, S. 1 Jesus, let thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep ; False to thee, like Peter, I \V r ould fain like Peter weep ! Let me be by grace restored, On me be all long-suffering 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 stone. 701 "Jesus Omfy." 7.6,8. 1 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 all but vanity : Christ, the Lamb of God, was slain, — He tasted death for me. Me to save from endless woe, The sin-atoning Victim died : Only Jesus will 1 know, And Jesus crucified. 702 " Near the Cross." P. M, 1 Jesus, keep me near the Cross, There a precious fountain, Free to all a healing stream, Flows from Calvary's mountain. Cho. — In the Cross, in the Cross Be my glorv ever, Till mv raptured soul shall find Rest beyond the river. IO 2 Near the Cross, a trembling soul, Love and mercy found me ; There the bright and morning star Sheds its beams around me — Cho. 3 Near the Cross ! oh, Lamb of God, Bring its scenes before me ; Help me walk from day to day, \\ ith its shadow o'er me. — Cho. 703 " Father take me.' " 8, 7. D. 1 Take me, O my Father, take me ! Take me, save me, through thy Son : That which thou wouldst have me, make me, Let thy will in me.be done. Dong from thee my footsteps straying, Thorny proved the way I trod ; Weary come I now, and praying- Take me to thy love, my God ! 2 Fruitless years with grief recalling, Humbly I confess mv sin ; At thy feet, O Father/falling, To thy household take me in. Freely now to thee I proffer This relenting heart of mine ; Freely life and soul I offer — Gift unworthy love like thine. 3 Once the world's Redeemer dying, Bare our sins upon the tree ; On that sacrifice relying, Now I look in hope to thee ; Father, take me ! all forgiving Fold me to thy loving breast ; In thy love for ever living, I must be for ever blest ! 704 « The Lord pit zet hr 8, 7. D 1 Jesus ! full of all compassion, Hear thy humble suppliant's cry, Let me know thy great salvation ; See, I languish, faint, and die ; Guilty, but with heart relenting. Overwhelmed with helpless grief, Prostrate at thy feet repenting, Send, oh, send me quick relief! 2 Whither should a wretch be flying But to him who comfort gives? Whither from the dread of dying But to him who ever lives ? While I view thee, wounded, grieving, Breathless on the cursed tree, Fani Fd feel my heart believing Thou didst suffer thus for me. 3 With thy righteousness and Spirit I am more than angels blessed ; Heir with thee, all (Jungs inherit, Peace and joy and endless rest : ISO CHRISTIAN. Saved ! the deed shall spread new glory Through the shining realms above ; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptured with thy love. 705 Backsliding confessed. 7- ^1. i Once I thought my mountain strong, Firmly fixed no more to move ; Then my Saviour was my song, Then my soul was filled with love ; Those were happy, golden days. Sweetly spent in prayer and praise, e Little then myself I knew, Little thought of Satan's power ; Now I feel my sins anew ; Now I feel the stormy hour ! Sin has put my joys to flight ; Sin has turned my day to night. S Saviour, shine and cheer my soul, Bid my dying hopes revive ; Make my wounded spirit whole, Far away the tempter drive ; Speak the word and set me free, Let me live alone to thee. 706 Psalm 31. 7- 61. 1 Lord ! I look for all to thee ; Thou hast been a rock to me : Still thy wonted aid afford : Still be near, my shield, my sword ! I my soul commit to thee, Lord ! thy blood has ransomed me. 2 Faint and sinking on my road, Still I cling to thee, my God ! Bending 'neath a weight of woes, Harassed by a thousand foes, Hope ftill chides my rising fears ; Joys still mingle with my tears. 3 On thy word I take my stand : All my times are in thy hand : Make thy face upon me shine j Take me 'neath thy wings divine ; Lord ! thy grace is all my trust ; Save, oh, save thy trembling dust. 4 Oh, what mercies still attend Those who make the Lord their friend ! Sweetly, safely shall they 'bide 'Neath his eye, and at his side : Lord ! may this my station be : Seek it, all ye saints ! with me. 707 Psalm 123. 7- 61. 1 Lord, before thy throne we bend ; Now to thee our prayers ascend : Servants to our Master true, Lo ! we yield thee homage due : Children, to thy throne we fly, Abba, Father, hear our cry ! 2 Low before thee, Lord ! we bow, We are weak — but mighty thou : Sore distressed, yet suppliant stiU Here we wait thy holy will ; Bound to earth, and rooted here, Till our Saviour God appear. 3 Leave us not beneath the power Of temptation's darkest hour: Sw r ift to seal their captives' doom, See our foes exulting come ! Jesus, Saviour ! yet be nigh, Lord of Life and victory. 708 " Weary, Lord" 1 Weary, Lord, of struggling here With this constant doubt and fear, Burdened by the pains I bear, And the trials I must share — Help me, Lord, again to flee To the rest that's found in thee. 2 Weakened by the wayward will Which controls, yet cheats me still ; Seeking something undefined With an earnest, darkened mind — Help me, Lord, again to flee To the light that breaks from thee. 3 Fettered by this earthly scope In the reach and aim of hope, Fixing thought in narrow bound Where no living truth is found — Help me, Lord, again to flee To the hope that's fixed in thee. 4 Fettered, burdened, wearied, weak, Lord, once more thy grace I seek ; Turn, oh, turn me not away, Help me, Lord, to watch and pray — That I never more may flee From the rest that's found in thee. 709 1 Hearer of prayer " 1 O thou God who hearest prayer Every hour and everywhere ! For his sake, whose blood I plead, Hear me in my hour of need : Only hide not now thy face, God of all-sufficient grace ! 2 Hear and save me, gracious Lord ! For my trust is in thy word j Wash me from the stain of sin, That thy peace may rule within : May I know myself thy child, Ransomed, pardoned, reconciled. 7.6L 7. 6L CONFLICT WITH SIN. 151 710 » The Lamb 0/ God." 7- 61. 1 Jesus, Lamb of God, for me Thou, the Lord of life, didst die; Whither — whither, but to thee, Can a trembling sinner fly ! Death's dark waters o'er me roll, Save, oh, save my sinking soul ! 2 Never bowed a martyr's head Weighed with equal sorrow down ; Never blood so rich was shed, Never king wore such a crown ; To thy cross and sacrifice Faith now lifts her tearful eyes. 3 All my soul, by love subdued, Melts in deep contrition there ; By thy mighty grace renewed, New-born hope forbids despair : Lord ! thou canst my guilt forgive, Thou hast bid me look and live. 4 While with broken heart I kneel, S : nks the inward storm to rest ; Life — immortal life — I feel Kindled in my throbbing breast ; Thine — for ever thine — I am ! Glory to thee, bleeding Lamb ! 711 lk Where is the blessedness f n C. M. 1 Sweet was the time when first I felt The Saviour's pardoning blood Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, His praises tuned my tongue ; And, when the evening shade prevailed, His love was all my song. 3 In prayer, my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine ; And when I read his holy word, I called each promise mine. 4 Now, when the evening shade prerails, My soul in darkness mourns ; And when the morn the light reveals, No light to me returns. 5 Rise, Saviour ! help me to prevail, And make my soul thy care j I know thy mercy cannot fail, Let me that mercy share. 712 M Never ivas a heart so base.' 1 With tears of anguish I lament, Here, at thy feet, my God, My passion, pride, and discontent, And vile ingratitude. C. M. 2 Sure, never was a heart so base, So false as mine has been ; So faithless to its promises, So prone to every sin. 3 Reason, I hear, her counsels weigh, And all her words approve ; But still I find it hard to obey, And harder yet to love. 4 How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel These struggles in my breast ? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, And give my conscience rest ? 5 Break, sovereign grace, oh, break the charm And set the captive free ; Reveal, almighty God, thine arm, And haste to rescue me. 713 C. M. 11 Nearer to thee." 1 Oh, could I find, from day to day A nearness to my God, Then would my hours glide sweet away While leaning on his word. 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live Anew from day to day, In joys the world can never give, Nor ever take away. 3 Blest Jesus, come and rule my heart, And make me wholly thine, That I may never more depart, Nor grieve thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath, Thy goodness I'll adore ; And when my frame dissolves in death, My soul shall love thee more. 714 The closer iv alk. CM, 1 Oh, for 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 I first saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still f But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return. O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 152 CHRISTIAN. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. 715 " Th is wretched heart ! " CM. i How oft, alas ! this wretched heart lias wandered from the Lord ! How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word ! 2 Vet sovereign mercy calls — " Return ' " Dear Lord, and may I come ? My vile ingratitude I mourn : Oh, take the wanderer home ! 3 And canst thou, — wilt thou yet forgive And bid my crimes remove ? And shall a pardoned rebel live, To speak thy wondrous lore ? 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, How glorious, how divine ! That can to life and bliss restore A heart so vile as mine. 5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, I adore ; Oh, keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more ! 716 " Search me, O God." CM. i Searcher of hearts ! from mine erase All thoughts that should not be, And in its deep recesses trace My gratitude to thee ! 2 Hearer of prayer ! oh, guide aright Each word and deed of mine ; Life's battle teach me how to fight, And be the victory thine. 3 Father, and Son, and Holy Ghost ! Thou glorious Three in One ! Thou knowest best what I need most, And let thy will be done. 717 ll Remember me." — Luke 23 : 42. C. M. 1 O thou, from whom all goodness flows, I lift my soul to thee • In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, O Lord, remember me ? 2 When on my aching, burdened heart My sins lie heavily, Thv pardon grant, new peace impart ; Thus, Lord, remember me ! 3 When trials sore obstruct the way. And ills I cannot flee, Oh, let my strength be as my day — Dear Lord, remember me ! 4 When in the solemn hour of death 1 wait thy just decree ; Be this the prayer of my last breath: Now, Lord, remember me ! 718 "What hourly dangers / " CM. 1 Alas ! what hourly dangers rise ! What snares beset my way ! To heaven, oh, let me lift mine eyes, And hourly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flowing tears ! My weak resistance, ah, how vain ! How strong my foes and fears ! 3 O gracious God ! in whom I live My feeble efforts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, When foes and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Oh, keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the cempter flee ! And let me never, never siray From happiness and thee. 719 Long-suffering. — Rom. 2:4. CM 1 Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet ashamed, I fall, And hide this wretched face. 2 Shall love like thine be thus repaid ? Ah, vile, ungrateful heart ! By earth's low cares so oft betrayed, From Jesus to depart. 3 But he for his own mercy's sake, My wandering soul restores ; He bids the mourning heart partake The pardon it implores. 4 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The deep repentant sigh, Confirm the kind, forgiving word, With pity in thine eye. 5 Then shall the mourner at thy feet Rejoice to seek thv face : And grateful, own how kind, how sweet Thy condescending gnu e CONFLICT WITH SIN. 153 720 " A clean heart."— Ps. 51 : 10. CM. 1 Oh, for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free ; A heart that's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me ! 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, My dear Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak, Where Jesus reigns alone ! 3 Oh, for a lowly, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean ! Which neither life nor death can part From him that dwells within. 4 A heart in every thought renewed, And filled with love divine ; Perfect, and right, and pure, and good ; An image, Lord ! of thine. s Thy nature, gracious Lord ! impart ; Come quickly from above ; Write thy new name upon my heart,— Thy new, best name of Love. 721 Thanks /or victory. C. M. 1 Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise ! The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! j My gracious Master and my God ! Assist me to proclaim, To spread, through all the earth abroad, The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus — the name that calms ray fears That bids my sorrows cease ; 'Tis music to my ravished ears ; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the prisoner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean ; His blood availed for me. 5 Let us obey, we then shall know, Shall feel our sins forgiven ; Anticipate our heaven below, And own, that love is heaven. 722 4l My repentings are kindled. 1 '' 7- 1 Depth of mercy ! — can there be Mercy still reserved for me ? Can my God his wrath forbear ? Me, the chief of sinners, spare ? s I have long withstood his grace ; Long provoked him to his face ; Would not hearken to his culls ; Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Kindled his relentings are ; Me he now delights to spare ; Cries, How shall I give thee up? — Lets the lifted thunder drop. 4 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. 72o " God 0/ 'mercy ." 1 God of mercy ! God of grace ! Hear our sad, repentant song ; Sorrow dwells on every face, Penitence on every tongue. 2 Foolish fears and fond desires, Vain regrets for things as vain ; Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur and complain ; — 3 These, and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame we own ; Humbled at thy feet we lie, Seeking pardon from thy throne. 724 u In wrath , remember mercy." 1 Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all ! Prostrate at thy feet I fall ! Hear, oh, hear my earnest cry, Frown not, lest I faint and die. 2 Justly might thy righteous dart Pierce this bleeding, broken heart; Justly might thy angry breath Blast me in eternal death. 3 But with thee there's mercy found, Balm to heal my every wound : Soothe, oh, soothe the troubled breast Give the weary wanderer rest. 725 M My dying soul." 1 Jesus, save my dying soul ; Make the broken spirit whole : Humble in the dust I lie : Saviour, leave me not to die. 2 Jesus, full of every grace, Now reveal thy smiling face ; Grant the joy of sin forgiven. Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 3 All my guilt to thee is known ; Thou art righteous, thou alone : All my help is from thy cross, All beside I count but loss. 4 Lord, in thee I now believe ; Wilt thou, wilt thou not forgive ? Helpless at thy feet I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. 154 CHRISTIAN. 726 M Cleanseth from all sin.' 1 '' i I am coming to the cross ; I am poor and weak and blind ; I am counting all but dross ; I shall full salvation find. Cho. — I am trusting, Lord, in thee, Dear Lamb of Calvary ; Humbly at thy cross I bow ; Save me, Jesus, save me now. 2 Long my heart has sighed for thee ; Long has evil dwelt within ; Jesus sweetly speaks to me, I will cleanse you from all sin. — Cho. 3 Here I give my all to thee, — Friends and time and earthly store ; Soul and body thine to be — Wholly thine for evermore. — Cho. 4 In the promises I trust ; Now I feel the blood applied ; I am prostrate in the dust ; I with Christ am crucified. — Cho. 727 " Come unto Me." i Does the Gospel word proclaim Rest for those that weary be ? Then, my soul, advance thy claim — Sure that promise speaks to thee ! 2 Burdened with a load of sin, Harassed with tormenting doubt, Hourly conflicts from within, Hourly crosses from without ; — 3 All my little strength is gone, Sink I must without supply ; Sure upon the earth is none Can more weary be than I. 4 In the ark the weary dove Found a welcome resting-place ; Thus my spirit longs to prove Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace. 5 Tempest-tossed I long have been, And the flood increases fast ; Open, Lord, and take me in, Till the storm be overpast ! 728 ll Lovest thou Me ? " i 'Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought ; Do I love the Lord, or no ? Ami his, or am I not ? 2 Could my heart so hard remain, PrayCl a task and burden prove, ^very trifle give me pain, If I knew a Saviour's love ? 3 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall ; Should I grieve for what 1 feel, If I did not love at all? 4 Could I joy with saints to meet, Choose the ways I once abhorred. Find at times the promise sweet, If I did not love the Lord ? 5 Lord, decide the doubtful case, Thou who art thy people's Sun ; Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 729 ll Thy billows are gone over me." 7- i Jesus ! lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, O my Saviour hide, Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh, receive my soul at last ! 2 Other refuge have I none ; Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone. Still support and comfort me. All my trust on thee is stayed ; All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Thou, O Christ ! art all I want ; More than all in thee I find ; Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness ; Vile and full of sin I am, Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, — Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within ; Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart, Rest to all eternity. 730 1 Lead i ■Ps. 31 : 3. 1 Jesus, merciful and mild, Lead me as a helpless child : On no other arm but thine Would inv weary soul recline ; Thou art ready to forgive. Thou canst bid the sinner live — Guide the wanderer, day by day, In the strait and narrow way. 7. d CONFLICT WITH SIN. 155 a Thou canst fit me by thy grace For the heavenly dwelling-place ; All thy promises are sure, Ever shall thy love endure ; Then what more could I desire, How to greater bliss aspire ? All I need, in thee I see, Thou art all in all to me. 3 Jesus, Saviour all divine, Hast thou made me truly thine? Hast thou bought me by thy blood ? Reconciled my heart to God ? Hearken to my tender prayer, Let me thine own image bear ; Let me love thee more and more, Till I reach heaven's blissful shore. 731 M Jesus , visit me I " 1 Jesus, Jesus ! visit me ; How my soul longs after thee ! When, my best, my dearest Friend ! Shall our "separation end ? Lord ! my longings never cease ; Without thee I rind no peace ; 'Tis my constant cry to thee, — Jesus, Jesus! visit me. 2 Mean the joys of earth appear, All below is dark and drear ; Naught but thy beloved voice Can my wretched heart rejoice. Thou alone, my gracious Lord ! Art my shield and great reward ; All my hope, my Saviour thou, — To thy sovereign will I bow. 3 Come, inhabit then my heart ; Purge its sin, and heal its smart ; See, I ever cry to thee, — Jesus, Jesus ! visit me. Patiently I wait the day ; For this gift alone I pray, That, when death shall visit me, Thou my Light and Life wilt be. 732 The A ncient L it a ny . 1 Saviour, when in dust, to thee Low we bow the adoring knee ; When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes ; Oh, by all thy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from thy throne on high, Hear our solemn Litany ! 2 By thy helpless infant years, By thy life of want and tears, By thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness ; 7.D. 7. D. By the dread mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power, Turn, oh, turn a favoring eye ; Hear our solemn Litany ! 3 By thine hour of dire despair ; By thine agony of prayer ; By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn ; By the gloom that vailed the skies Oer the dreadful sacrifice ; Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn Litany ! 4 By thy deep expiring groan ; By the sad sepulchral stone ; By the vault, whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God ; Oh, from earth to heaven restored, Might> reascending Lord ! Listen, listen to the cry Of our solemn Litany ! 733 " Without, fightings; within, fears '." 7- ^ 1 Oh, this soul, how dark and bliud ! Oh, this foolish, earthly mind ! Oh, this froward, selfish will, Which refuses to be still ! Oh, these ever-roaming eyes, Upward that refuse to rise ! Oh, these wayward feet of mine, Found in every path but thine ! 2 Oh, this stubborn, prayerless knee, Hands so seldom clasped to thee, Longings of the soul, that go Like the wild wind, to and fro ! To and fro, without an aim, Turning idly whence they came, Bringing in no joy, no bliss, Only adding weariness ! 3 Giver of the heavenly peace ! Bid, oh, bid these tumults cease ; Minister thy holy balm ; Fill me with thy Spirit's calm : Thou, the Life, the Truth, the Way, Leave me not in sin to stay ; Bearer of the sinner's guilt, Lead me, lead me, as thou wilt. 734 " Child, your Father calls." 7- D. 1 Brethren, while we sojourn here, Fight we must, but should not fear ; Foes we have, but we've a Friend, One that loves us to the end : Forward, then, with courage go ; Long we shall not dwell below ; Soon the joyful news will come, lk Child, your Father calls— coine home ! '' 156 CHRISTIAN. 9 In the way a thousand snares Lie, to take us unawares ; Satan, with malicious art, Watches each unguarded part : But, from Satan's malice free, Saints shall soon victorious be ; Soon the joyful news will come, 4i Child, your Father calls— come home ! " 3 But of all the foes we meet, None so oft mislead our feet, None betray us into sin Like the foes that dwell within ; Yet let nothing spoil our peace, Christ shall also conquer these ; Soon the joyful news will come, 11 Child, your Father calls — come home ! n 735 u Thou art my rock:' 7- D. i Lord, thou art my rock of strength, And my home is in thine arms ; Thou wilt send me help at length, And I feel no wild alarms : Sin nor death can pierce the shield Thy defence has o'er me thrown, Up to thee myself I yield, And my sorrows are thine own. a When my trials tarry long Unto thee 1 look and wait ; Knowing none, though keen and strong, Can my trust in thee abate ; And this faith I long- have nursed, Comes alone, O God, from thee ; Thou my heart didst open first, Thou didst set this hope in me. 3 Let thy mercy's wings be spread O'er me, keep me close to thee ; In the peace thy love doth shed, Let me dwell eternally ! Be my all : in all I do, Let me only seek thy will ; Let my heart to thee be true And thus peaceful, calm, and still. 736 Ephesians 6 : 14. L. M. x Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel armor on ; March to the gates of endless joy, Where Jesus, thy great Captain's gone. a Hell and thy sins resist thy course : But hell and sin are vanquished foes; Thy Saviour nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when he rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, — Press forward to the heavenly gate ; There peace and joy eternal reign, And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 4 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triumph in almighty grace, While all the armies of the skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 737 7^/^40:28-31. L. M 1 Awake, our souls ! away, our fears ! Let every trembling thought be gone ; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on ! 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal. spirits tire and faint ; But they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength of every saint — 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new and ever young, And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; While such as trust their native strength Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road ! 738 ll The ivhole armor." L. M 1 Awake, my soul ! lift up thine eyes ; See where thy foes against thee rise, In long array, a numerous host ; Awake, my soul ! or thou art lost. 2 See where rebellious passions rage, And fierce desires and lusts engage ; The meanest foe of all the train Has thousands and ten thousands slain. 3 Thou treadest on enchanted ground ; Perils and snares beset thee round ; Beware of all, guard every part — But most the traitor in thy heart. 4 The terror and the charm repel, The powers of earth, and powers of hell ; The Man of Calvary triumphed here : Why should his faithful followers fear? 5 Come then, mv soul ! now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal shield j Put on the armor, from above, Of heavenly truth, and heavenly love. 739 » All fullness."— Col. 1: 19. L. M 1 Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free, What need I, that is not in thee: Full pardon, strength to meet the dav, And peace which none can take away. ENCOURAGEMENTS. 157 a Doth sickness fill ray heart with fear, 'Tis sweet to know that thou art near ; Am I with dread of justice tried, 'Tis sweet to know that Christ hath died. 3 In life, thy promises of aid Forbid my heart to be afraid • In death, peace gently vails the eyes, — Christ rose, and 1 shall surely rise. 740 fcl Jesus is for ever mine." *->. M. 1 When sins and fears, prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes ; To thee I breathe my soul s desires. 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ? And can my hope, my comfort die ? 'Tis fixed on thine almighty word — That word which built the earth and sky. 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives ; Here may I build and rest secure. 4 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose ; If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself— that last of foes- Shall break a union so divine. 741 »» Complete in Him. "—Col. 4 : 12. L. M. 1 My soul complete in Jesus stands ! It fears no more the law's demands ; The smile of God is sweet within, Where all before was guilt and sin. 2 My soul at rest in Jesus lives ; Accepts the peace his pardon gives ; ■ Receives the grace his death secured, And pleads the anguish he endured. 3 My soul its every foe defies, And cries — 'Tis God that justifies ! Who charges God's elect with sin ? Shall Christ, who died their peace to win? 4 A song of praise my soul shall sing, To our eternal, glorious King ! Shall worship humbly at his feet, In whom alone it stands complete. 742 2 Corinthians 12: 9. L. M. 1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, " Strength shall be equal to thy day ;" Then I rejoice in deep distress, Leaning on all-sufficient grace. 2 I can do all things — or can bear All suffering, it my Lord be there ; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, While he my sinking head sustains. 3 I glory in infirmity, That Christ's own power may rest on me ; When I am weak, then am I strong ; Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 743 The Race.— Phil. 3: 14. CM. 1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on ; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 3 'Tis God's all-animating voice, That calls thee from on high , 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 4 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee Have I my race begun ; And, crowned with victory, at thy feet I'll lay my honors down. 744 The Warfare.—* Tim. 2:3. C. M, 1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb ? And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease ? W T hile others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas ? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer, though they die ; They view the triumph from afar, And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine. 745 M /';,/ not ashamed." C. M 1 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause ; Maintain the honor of his word, The glory of his cross. i 5 8 CHRISTIAN. i Jesus, my God !— I know his name— His name is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands, Till the decisive hour. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. 746 M Take up his cross daily ." C. M. i Must Jesus bear the cross alone, And all the world go free ? No, there's a cross for every one, And there's a cross for me. 2 This consecrated cross I'll bear, Till death shall set me free, And then go home my crown to wear, For there's a crown for me. 3 Upon the crystal pavement, down At Jesus' pierced feet, Toyful, I'll cast my golden crown, And his dear name repeat. 4 And palms shall wave, and harps shall ring, Beneath heaven's arches high ; The Lord that lives, the ransomed sing, That lives no more to die. 5 Oh, precious cross ! oh. glorious crown ! Oh, resurrection day ! Ye angels, from the stars come down, And bear my soul away. 747 Psalm 125. C M. 1 Unshaken as the sacred hill, And fixed as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, That leans, O Lord ! on thee. Not walls, nor hills, could guard so well Old Salem's happy ground, As those eternal arms of love, That every saint surround. 3 The rod of wickedness shall ne'er Against the just prevail, Lest innocence should find a snare, And tempted virtue fail. 4 Do good, O Lord ! do good to those, Who cleave to thee in heart, Who on thy truth alone repose Nor from thy law depart. 5 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, And lead them safely on To the bright gates of paradise, Where Christ their Lord is gone. 743 Isaiah 35 : 8-10. C. M 1 Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord Your great Deliverer sing ; Ye pilgrims, now for Zion bound, Be joyful in your King. 2 His hand divine shall lead you on, Through all the blissful road ; Till to tie sacred mount you rise, And see your gracious God. 3 Bright garlands of immortal joy Shall bloom on every head j While sorrow, sighing, and distress, Like shadows, all are fled. 4 March on in your Redeemer's strength ; Pursue his footsteps still ; And let the prospect cheer your eye While laboring up the hill. 749 C. M Martyr-faith. — Heb. n : 13. 1 Glory to God ! whose witness-train, Those heroes bold in faith, Could smile on poverty and pain, And triumph ev'n in death. 2 Oh, may that faith our hearts sustain, Wherein they fearless stood, W T hen, in the power of cruel men, They poured their willing blood. 3 God whom we serve, our God, can save, Can damp the scorching flame, Can build an ark, can smooth the wave, For such as love his name. 4 Lord ! if thine arm support us still With its eternal strength. We shall o'ercome the mightiest ill, And conquerors prove at length. 750 Psalm 91. 1 He that doth in the secret place Of the Most High reside, Under the shade of him that is Almighty shall abide. 2 I of the Lord my God will say, He is my refuge still, He is my fortress, and my God, And in him trust I will". 3 Thou shalt not need to be afraid For terrors of the night ; Nor tor the arrow that doth fly By day, while it is light ;— C. M ENCOURAGEMENTS. 159 4 Nor for the pestilence, that walks In darkness secretly ; Nor for destruction, that doth waste At noon-day openly. 5 A thousand at thy side shall fall, On thy right hand shall lie Ten thousand dead ; yet unto thee It shall not once come nigh. 6 Only thou with thine eyes shall look, And a beholder be ; And thou therein the just reward Of wicked men shall see. 751 " The elders ."—/fed. 11 : 13. CM. x Rise, O my soul, pursue the path By ancient worthies trod ; Aspiring, view those holy men Who lived and walked with God. 2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, And in example live ; Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds Still fresh instruction give. 3 'Twas through the Lamb's most precious blood They conquered every foe ; And to his power and matchless grace Their crowns of life they owe. 4 Lord, may I ever keep in view The patterns thou hast given, And ne'er forsake the blessed road That led them safe to heaven. 752 " What time I am afraid." CM. x In time of fear, when trouble's near, I look to thine abode ; Though helpers fail, and foes prevail, I'll put my trust in God. 2 And what is life, 'mid toil and strife ? What terror has the grave ? Thine arm of power, in peril's hour, The trembling soul will save. 3 In darkest skies, though storms arise, I will not be dismaved : O God of light, and boundless might My soul on thee is stayed ! 753 1 / shall be with hi C. M. x Lord, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live : To love and serve thee is mv share, And this thy grace must give. 2 If life be long, I will be glad That I may long obey ; If short, yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day? 3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than he went through before ; No one into his kingdom comes, But through his opened door. 4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet, Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be ! 5 Then shall I end my sad complaints, And weary, sinful days, And join with all triumphant saints Who sing Jehovah's praise. 6 My knowledge of that life is small ; The eye of faith is dim ; But 'tis enough that Christ knows all, And I shall be with him. 754 "If God be for us." C. M. 1 God's glory is a wondrous thing, Most strange in all its ways, And of all things on earth, least like What men agree to praise. 2 Oh, blest is he to whom is given The instinct that can tell That God is on the field, when he Is most invisible ! 3 And blest is he who can divine Where real right doth lie, And dares to take the side that seems Wrong to man's blindfold eye ! 4 Oh, learn to scorn the praise of men ! Oh, learn to lose with God ! For Jesus won the world through shame, And beckons thee his road. 5 And right is right, since God is God ; And right the day must win j To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin ! 755 Our Salvation near. S. M. 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from'the willows take : Loud to the praise of love divine Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our house above We every moment come. 3 His grace will to the end Stronger and brighter shine ; Nor present things, nor things to come. Shall quench the spark divine. i6o CHRISTIAN. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heavenly flame, Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon his name. 5 Soon shall our doubts and feats Subside at his control ; His Loving-kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Blest is the man, O Lord. Who stays himself on thee ; Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, Shall thy salvation see. 756 " Be of good courage." S. M. i Give to the winds thy fears ; Hope, and be undismayed ; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears ; God shall lift up thy head. a Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears thy way ; Wait thou his time ; so shall this night Soon end in joyous day. 3 Far, far above thy thought His counsel shall appear, When fully he the work hath wrought, That caused thy needless fear. 4 What though thou rulest not ! Yet heaven, and earth, and hell Proclaim, God sitteth on the throne, And ruleth all things well. 757 M In ivrath , a moment. ," S. M. i The sun himself shall fade, The starry worlds shall fall ; Yet through a vast eternity, Shall God be all in all. 2 Though now his ways are dark, Concealed from mortal sight, His counsels are divinely wise, And all his judgments right. 3 In God my trust shall stand, While waves of sorrow roll ; In life or death his name shall be The refuge of my soul. 4 Cease, cease my tears to flow, Cease, cease my heart to moan ; Betide what may to me, I'll say, His holy will be done ! 758 "Hold that fast which thou hast r S. M. x Oh, what, if we are Christ's, Is earthly shame or loss ? Bright shall the crown of glory be. When we have boinc the cross. 2 Keen was the trial once, Bitter the cup of woe, When martyred saints, baptized in blood, Christ's sufferings shared below. 3 Bright is their glory now, Boundless their joy above, Where, on the bosom of their God, They rest in perfect love. 4 Lord, may that grace be ours ! Like them in faith to bear All that of sorrow, grief, or pain, May be our portion here ! 5 Enough, if thou at last The word of blessing give, And let us rest beneath thy feet, Where saints and angels live ! 759 " / can do all things:' S. M i O Saviour, who didst come By water and by blood ; Confessed on earth, adored in heaven, Eternal Son of God ! 2 Jesus, our life and hope, To endless years the same • We plead thy gracious promises, And rest upon thy name. 3 By faith in thee we live, By faith in thee we stand, By thee we vanquish sin and death, And gain the heavenly land. 4 O Lord, increase our faith ; Our fearful spirits calm ; Sustain us through this mortal strife, Then give the victor's palm ! 760 " / havepeace." S. M i I hear the words of love, I gaze upon the blood, I see the mighty sacrifice, And I have peace with God. 2 'Tis everlasting peace, Sure as Jehovah's name ; 'Tis stable as his steadfast throne, For evermore the same. 3 The clouds may go and come, And storms may sweep my sky ; This blood-sealed friendship changes not, The cross is ever nigh. 4 I change — he changes not ; The Christ can never die : His love, not mine, the resting-place ; I lis truth not mine, the tie. ENCOURAGEMENTS. 161 5 My love is ofttimes low. My joy still ebbs and flows ; But peace with him remains the same, No change Jehovah knows. 761 "Watch."— Matt. 26: 41. S. M. 1 My soul, be on thy guard, Ten thousand foes arise ; And hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 Oh, watch, and fight, and pray ! The battle ne'er give o'er ; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. i Ne'er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armor down ; Thine arduous work will not be done, Till thou obtain thy crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God ! He'll take thee at thy parting breath, Up to his blest abode. 762 The Warfare.-- Eph. 6: 14. S. M. 1 Soldiers of Christ, arise, And put your armor on, Strong is the strength which God supplies Through his eternal Son. 2 Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in his mighty power, Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Is more than conqueror. 3 Stand then in his great might, With all his strength endued. And take, to arm you for the tight, The panoply of God. 4 That, having all things done, And all your conflicts past. You may o'ercome through Christ alone, And stand entire at last. 5 From strength to strength go on ; Wrestle, and right, and pray ; Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day. 6 Still let the Spirit cry In all his soldiers, come ! Till Christ the Lord descend from high, And take the conquerors home. 763 Watchfulness. — Luke 12: 37. 1 Ye servants of the Lord ! Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word. And watchful at his gate. S. M. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame ; Gird up 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 Oh, happy servant he, In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. 764 "Hecareth."—i Pet.s- 7. S. M. 1 How gentle God's commands ! How kind his precepts are ! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care. 2 Beneath his watchful eye His saints securely dwell ; That hand which bears creation up Shall guard his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ? Haste to your heavenly Father's throne And sweet refreshment find. 4 His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day : I'll drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. 765 M Jehovah Jireh." — Gen. 22: 14. S. M. 1 I stand on Zion's mount, And view my starry crown ; No power on earth my hope can shake, Nor hell can thrust me down. 2 The lofty hills and towers, That lift their heads on high, Shall all be leveled low in dust — Their very names shall die. 3 The vaulted heavens shall fall, Built by Jehovah's hands ; But firmer than the heavens, the RocK Of my salvation stands ! 766 "Goetk forth weeping." 1 The harvest dawn is near, The year delays not long ; And he who sows with many a tear. Shall reap with many a song. 2 Sad to his toil he goes, His seed with weeping leaves ; But he shall come, at twilight 1 And bring his golden sheaves. S. M, 1 62 CHRISTIAN. 767 On the way to heaven. S. M. i The people of the Lord Are on their way to heaven ; There they obtain their great reward ; The prize will there be given. 'Tis conflict here below ; 'Tis triumph there, and peace : On earth we wrestle with the foe ; In heaven our conflicts cease. 3 'Tis gloom and darkness here ; 'Tis light and joy above ; There all is pure, and all is clear ; There all is peace and love. 4 There rest shall follow toil, And ease succeed to care : The victors there divide the spoil ; They sing and triumph there. 5 Then let us joyful sing : The conflict is not long : We hope in heaven to praise our King In one eternal song. 768 Matthew 6: 25-34. 7, 6. I). 1 Sometimes a light surprises The Christian while he sings ; It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings : When comforts are declining, Ht y^ants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow. We cheerfully can say, Let the unknown to-morrow Bring with it what it may. 3 It can bring with it nothing, Hut he will bring us through ; Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe his people too : Beneath the spreading heavens, No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens, Will give his children bread. 4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither, Their wonted fruit should bear, Though all the fields should wither, Nor flocks, nor herds be there ; Vet God the same abiding, His nraise shall tune my voice, For while in him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. 769 Perfect peace. 7» 6- D 1 Ik heavenly love abiding, No change my heart snail fear, And safe is such confiding, For nothing changes here : The storm may roar without me, My heart may low be laid, But God is round about me, And can I be dismayed? 2 Wherever he may guide me, No want shall turn me back ; My Shepherd is beside me, And nothing can I lack : His wisdom ever waketh, His sight is never dim : He knows the way he taketh, And I will walk with him. 3 Green pastures are before me, Which yet I have not seen ; Bright skies will soon be o'er me, Where darkest clouds have been : My hope 1 cannot measure ; My path to life is free ; My Saviour has my treasure, And he will walk with me. 770 » Having done all, stand." 7, 6. D. 1 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! Ye soldiers of the cross ; Lift high his royal banner, It must not suffer loss : From victory unto victory His army shall he lead, Till every foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. 2 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! The trumpet call obey : Forth to the mighty conflict, In this his glorious day : 11 Ye that are men, now serve him," Against unnumbered foes ; Your courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 3 Stand up ! — stand up for Jesus ! Stand in his strength alone ; The arm of flesh will fail you — Ye dare not trust your own : Put on the gospel armor, And, watching unto prayer, Where duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there. i Stand up [—-stand up for Jesus ! The strife will not be long ; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song : ENCOURAGEMENTS. 163 To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be ; He with the King of Glory Shall reign eternally ! 771 Psalm 27. 7 6 D. God is my strong salvation ; What foe have I to fear ? In darkness and temptation, My Light, my Help is near: Though hosts encamp around me, Firm in the fight I stand ; What terror can confound me, With God at my right hand ? a Place on the Lord reliance ; My soul, with courage wait ; His truth be thine affiance, When faint and desolate : His might thy heart shall strengthen, His love thy joy increase ; Mercy thy day shall lengthen ; The Lord will give thee peace ! 772 Isaiah 35: 8-10. 7- 1 Children of the heavenly King, As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 9 Ye are traveling home to God In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now and ye Soon their happiness shall see. $ Shout, ye little flock, and blest ! You on Jesus' throne shall rest ; There your seat is now prepared ; There your kingdom and reward. 4 Fear not, brethren ; joyful stand On the borders of your land : Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismayed go on. «, Lord, submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee. 773 Sin canceled by love. J 1 Now begin the heavenly theme, Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; Ye, who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. » 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 sinful fears ; See your guilt and curse remove, — Canceled by redeeming love. 4 When his Spirit leads us home, When we to his glory come. We shall all the fullness prove Of the Lord's redeeming lore. 774 " Ye shall have tribulation:'' 1 Faint not, Christian ! though the road, Leading to thy blest abode, Darksome be, and dangerous too, Christ thy Guide will bring thee through. 2 Faint not, Christian ! though in rage Satan would thy soul engage, Gird on faith's anointed shield, — Bear it to the battle-field. 3 Faint not. Christian ! though the world Has its hostile flag unfurled ; Hold the cross of Jesus fast, Thou shalt overcome at last. 4 Faint not, Christian ! Jesus near Soon in glory will appear ; And his love will then bestow Power to conquer every foe. 5 Faint not, Christian ! look on high ; See the harpers in the sky : Patient, wait, and thou wilt join — Chant with them of love divine. 775 ki The everlasting arms." 1 Everlasting arms of love Are beneath, around, above ; He who left his throne of light, And unnumbered angels bright ; — 2 He who on the accursed tree Gave his precious life for me ; He it is that bears me on, His the arm I lean upon. 3 All things hasten to decay, Earth and sea will pass away ; Soon will yonder circling sun Cease his blazing course to run. 4 Scenes will vary, friends grow stiange, But the Changeless cannot change : Gladly will I journey on, With "his arm 'to lean upon. 776 " The good fight ." 1 Much in sorrow, oft in woe. Onward, Christians, onward go ; Fight the rij^ht ; and, worn with strife, Steep with tears the bread 0; . 164 CHRISTIAN. 2 Onward, Christians, onward go ; Join the war, and face the foe ; Faint not : much doth yet remain ; Dreary is the long campaign. 3 Shrink not, Christians— will ye yield ? Will ye quit the battle-field ? Fight till all the conflict's o'er, Nor your foes shall rally more. 4 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; March, in heavenly armor clad ; Fight, nor think the battle long ; Victory soon shall tune your song. 5 Let not sorrow dim your eye ; Soon shall every tear be dry ; Let not woe your course impede ; Great your strength, if great your need. 6 Onward, then ; to battle move ; More than conquerors ye shall prove ; Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers ! onward go. 777 Deuteronomy 33 : 25. 7* 1 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord, To his gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon his word, 11 As thy days thy strength shall be." 2 If the sorrows of thy case Seem peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace, 14 As thy days thy strength shall be. " 3 Days of trial, days of grief, In succession thou mayst see ; This is still thy sweet relief, " As thy days thy strength shall be." 4 Rock of Ages, I'm secure, With thy promise full and free ; P^aithful, positive, and sure — " As thy days thy strength shall be." 778 The Latter day. 8,7.1). 1 We are living, we are dwelling, In a grand and awful time, In an age on ages telling, To be living is sublime. Hark ! the waking up of nations, Gog and Magog to the fray. Hark! what soundeth ? is creation Groaning for its latter day ? t Will ye play, then, will ye dally, With your music and your wine? Dp! it is Jehovah's r;illy ! God's own aim hath need of thine. Hark ! the onset ! will you fold your Faith-clad arms in lazy lock ? Up, oh, up, thou drowsy soldier ; Worlds are charging to the shock. 3 Worlds are charging — heaven beholding, Thou hast but an hour to fight ; Now the blazoned cross unfolding, On — right onward, for the right ! On ! let all the soul within you For the truth's sake go abroad ! Strike ! let every nerve and sinew Tell on ages — tell for God ! 779 The Divine Protection.— Ps. 91. 8, J D. 1 Call Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath the Almighty's shade • In his secret habitation, Dwell, and never be dismayed : There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there. 2 From the sword, at noonday wasting, From the noisome pestilence, In the depth of midnight, blasting, God shall be thy sure defence : Fear not thou the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow ; Mercy shall thy soul deliver, Though ten thousand be laid low. 3 Since, with pure and firm affection, Thou on God hast set thy love, With the wings of his protection, He will shield thee from above ; Thou shalt call on him in trouble, He will hearken, he will save ; Here, for grief, reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. 780 Lukeg: 23. 8, 7. D. 1 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 1 ve sought, or hoped, or known, Yet how rich is my condition, God and heaven arc still my own ! 2 Let the world despise ami leave me, They have left my Saviour, too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me — Thou art not, like them, untrue ; Oh, while thou oost smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes in.i\ hate, ami friends disown roe, Show thy lace, and all is bright. ENCOURAGEMENTS. I6 5 3 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to thy breast ; Life with trials hard may press me ; Heaven will bring me sweeter rest ! Oh, 'tis not in grief to harm me, While thy love is left to me ; Oh, 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmixed with thee. 4 Go then, earthly fame and treasure ! Come disaster, scorn, and pain ! In thy service pain is pleasure, With thy favor, loss is gain. I have called thee Abba, Father ! I have stayed my heart on thee ! Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me. 5 Soul, then know thy full salvation, Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy, to find in every station Something still to do or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; Think what Father's smiles are thine ; Think that Jesus died to win thee ; Child of heaven, canst thou repine? 6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer ! Heaven's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there : Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days, Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and prayer to praise. 7 81 " Jehovah Nissi." 6,5.!). 1 Bkightly gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky, Waving wanderers onward To their home on high. Journeying o'er the desert, Gladly thus we pray, And with hearts united Take our heavenward way. Ref. — Brightly gleams our banner, Pointing to the sky, Waving wanderers onward, To their home on high. 2 Jesus, Lord and Master, At thy sacred feet, Here with hearts rejoicing See thy children meet ; Often have we left thee, Often % Keep us, mighty Saviour, In the narrow way. — Ref. I I 3 All our days direct us In the way we go, Lead us on victorious Over every foe : Bid thine angels shield us When the storm-clouds lower, Pardon thou and save us In the last dread hour. — Ref. 782 "Listen, Saviour.' 1 '' O, 5« ■*-'. 1 Saviour, blessed Saviour, Listen whilst we sing, Hearts and voices raising Praises to our King. All we have to otfer, All we hope to be, Body, soul, and spirit, All we yield to thee. Ref. — Saviour, blessed Saviour, Listen whilst we sing, Hearts and voices raising Praises to our King 2 Nearer, ever nearer, Christ, we draw to thee, Deep in adoration Bending low the knee : Thou for our redemption Cam'st on earth to die ; Thou, that we might follow. Hast gone up on high. — Ref. 3 Great and ever greater Are thy mercies here, True and everlasting Are the glories there, Where no pain, or sorrow, Toil or care is known. Where the angel-legions Circle round thy throne. — Ref. 783 1 4 Figh t the good figk t . ' ' 1 Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before. Christ the royal Master Leads against the foe ; Forward into battle. See, his banners go. Cho. — Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the cross of Jesus Going on before. 3 At the sign of triumph Satan's host doth flee • On, then, Christian soldiers, On to victory. 6, 5. D. i66 CHRISTIAN. Hell's foundations quiver At the shout of praise ; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems raise. — Cho. 3 Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God ; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod ; We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. — Cho. 4 Crowns and thones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain ; Gates of hell can never 'Gainst that Church prevail ; We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail.— Cho. 5 Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng. Blend with ours your voices In the triumph-song ; Glory, laud, and honor, Unto Christ the King ; This through countless ages, Men and angels sing. — Cho. 784 K< Bliss-inspiring hope" C. F. M. i Come on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel : Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill. a 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 God. 3 Who sufTer with our Master here, We shall before his face appear, And by his side sit down ; To patient faith the prize is sure ; And all that to the end endure The cross, shall wear the crown. 4 Thrice blessed, bliss-inspiring hope ! It lifts the fainting spirits up ; It brings to Life the dead : Our conflicts h