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 NEW K^LECTIOxN 
 
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 DESIGNED 
 
 FOR PRAYER, CONFERENCE, 
 
 AND 
 
 CAjVIP-MEETINGS. 
 
 By a Brother in Ihe Ministry. 
 
 Woodstock : 
 
 PUBLISHED AND SOLD BY N. HASKELL, 
 
 T. P. HASKELL'S POWER PRESS. 
 
 W. W. Prescott,T_\-j)ographet, 
 
 1833." 
 
ADVERTISE HE NT. 
 
 The following selection of Hymns has been 
 niade, at much expense and care, expressly for 
 the Methodist Episcopal Church. 'Hie com- 
 piler, is well known to his brethren in this vi- 
 cinity. He has made his selections from dif- 
 ferent hj^mns published in this country, and in 
 England, all of which have been aj)proved by 
 the brethren, celebrated for their piety, and 
 devotional feelings. These feelings which they 
 may excite, and the flame of holy love which 
 they may kindle in the Christian's breast must 
 render tl;em of peculiar value to the followers 
 of the divine Redeemer. It is also hoped, 
 that, by the blessing of God, their ws« in Camp 
 and prayer Meetings may have a powerful ten- 
 dency to alarm the fearsof sinners— cause them 
 to flee to Jesus, and prepare them to live in 
 jhat world, 
 
 "Where rising floods of knowledge roll, 
 **And pour, and pour upon the Soul." 
 The Publisher, 
 
CONTEiVTS. 
 
 A few more days of pain and woe 46 
 
 Almighty love inspire . - - 63 
 
 Among the Judah captives - - 59 
 
 Another six days work is done - 106 
 
 At Jacob's well a stranger sought - 99 
 
 Brethren, see my Jesus coming - - 79 
 Brethren, we are met for worship - 71 
 Brethren, while we sojourn here - 15 
 
 Bright scenes of glory strike ray sense - 129 
 
 Come all ye mourning pilgrims - 107 
 
 Come all ye weary travellers - - 101 
 
 Come and taste along with me - - 68 
 
 Come humble sinner, in whose breast - 135 
 
 Corae, O my friends, where'er you be - 58 
 
 Come, ye that love the Lord indeed - 85 
 
 Daniel's wisdom may I know - - 124 
 
 Dear friends for a week we must part - S8 
 
 Death stops me here and I must try - 125 
 
 Destruction's dangerous road - - 132 
 
 Don't you see my Jesus coming - 78 
 
 Drest uniforrfi Christ's soldiers ar« - 77 
 
 Faurewellj dear friends, I must be gone - 'Id 
 
« COxN'TENTS. 
 
 Farewell my dear brethren, the time - 45 
 
 Froai whence doth this union arise - 9 
 
 Glory to God that I have f-iund - 71 
 
 Give glory to Jesus our head - - 99 
 
 Kail, heavenly love, that first begun - 10 
 
 Hail, thou biest morn - - - 125 
 Hosanna to JesiiSjI'm fill'd with his praises 18 
 
 How lost was my condition - - 81 
 How painfully pieasing the fnnd - - 97 
 IIow sweet, how heavenly is the sight - 84 
 
 How sweet tlie name of Jesus sounds - 136 
 
 I know that tny Redeemer lives - 34 
 
 I love tr.y Lord, I love his laws - 72 
 
 I'm on my way to Canaan - - 113 
 
 In de dark wood, no Indian nigh - 56 
 
 In evil long I took delight - - 183 
 
 In the house of king David a fountain - 142 
 
 I set myself against the Lord - - 137 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy homp. - - 11(S 
 
 Jesn^, and shall it €ver be - - 50 
 
 Jesus, at thy command - - - SO 
 
 Jesus to every willing mind - - 27 
 
 Lift xr^ your hearts Emmanuel's friends 41 
 
 Look unto me, the Savior cries - 73 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing - 131 
 
 Lukewarm souls the foe grows stronger 104 
 
 Mine eyes ai-e now closing to rest - 142 
 
 My days, niy weeks, my months - 93 
 
 My soul ie tall of glory ... 2^. 
 
CONTENTS. 7 
 
 Now begins ihe heavenly theme - - ISO 
 
 O come, my loving neighbors - - 75 
 
 Oft as tlie bell Avith solemn toll - - 134 
 
 O haiken, sinners, we have cause - 91 
 
 Oh iiow I have long'd - - 101 
 
 Oh that poor sinners did but know - 54 
 
 O Jesus, mv Savior, to thee I submit 47 
 
 O may I worthy prove to see - - 23 
 
 Once more welcome dearest friends 127 
 
 O sight of anguish, view it near - 141 
 
 O thou, in whose presenee my soul - ^ki 
 
 Our souls by love together knit - ^^ 
 
 Poor mourning souls, in deep distress 8G 
 
 »Savior,visit thy plantation - - - ISl 
 
 Saw ye my Savior - - . - 121 
 
 Since man by sin has lost his God - 115 
 
 Stop, poor sinners, stop and think - 49 
 
 The glories of that heavenly land - 114 
 
 The gospel ship is sailing by - - 123 
 
 The Lord into his garden comes - 11 
 
 The night is past and gone - - 73 
 
 The old Israelites knew what it was - 65 
 
 There fell from God's favor - - 109 
 
 There is a heaven o'er yonder skies - 33 
 
 There is a holy city ... S8 
 
 There is a school on earth begun - 117 
 
 The gospel trump ^s sounding - - 139 
 
 The Son of man they did betray - 16 
 
 The voice of free grace ... 29 
 
 This day our souls have caught new fire 21 
 
 This world is all a fleeting show - 57 
 
8 coxN tents: 
 
 Throughout the. Savior's life we trace 138 
 
 Through tribulations deep - - 37 
 
 To-day, if you will hear his voice - 74 
 
 To keep the lamp alive - - - 143 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame - - 54 
 
 What think ye of Christ is the test - * 36 
 
 What various hindrnaces we meet - 48 
 
 When Hannah press'd with grief - 105 
 
 ^hen I set put for glory - - 119 
 
 ■^len Joseph his brethren beheld - 94 
 
 Whether goest d.ou, pilgrim stranger 118 
 
 With love of pity I look round - 35 
 
 With pleasure behold - . - 82 
 
 Why stand ye here idle - - - 51 
 
 What hath the world to equal this'? - 136 
 
 Ye fearful saints, march on - - 144 
 
 Ye sons of the main, ye that sail o'er Si, 
 
 Young people all, attention give - 20^ 
 
 Ye jewels of my Blaster . - - 13 
 
■HYMNS. 
 '♦♦*«©^«- 
 
 HYMN 1. P. 51. 
 
 The Union. 
 
 1 "ffT'ROM wlieuce dotli this union arise, 
 -i- That hatred is coiKjuer'd Ijy lore 1 
 It fastens our aouh in such ties, 
 
 That nature aud time can't remove. 
 
 2 It cannot in Eden be found. 
 
 Nor yet in a paradise lost ; 
 It grows on Imniannel's ground, 
 And Jesus' dear blood it did cost. 
 ,S My friends are so dear unto nie, 
 Our hearts all united in love ; 
 Wliere Jesus is gone we shall be. 
 In j-onJcr blest mafisions above. 
 4 O wily then so loth for to part. 
 
 Since we shall e'er long meet again. 
 Engrav'd on Lnnianuel's heart; 
 At distance we cannot remain. 
 6 An'l when we shall see that bright day, 
 United v>'ith aagrls above. 
 No longer confin'd to our clay, 
 O'erwhehn'd in the ocean of love. 
 6 Oh then with our Jcieus we'll reign. 
 And at! lus bright glory shall eee, 
 And sing Hallelujah, amen. 
 Amen, even so let it be. 
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n HYMN 2. 
 
 HTMIV 2. L. M. 
 
 The believer's hiding place. 
 ^ T-f ^^^' heavenly love tliat first began 
 A i The scheme to rescue fallen man j 
 Hail, matchless, free, eternal grace. 
 That gave ray soul a hiding place. 
 
 2 Against the God who rules the sky, 
 I fought with hands uplifted high; ' 
 Despis'd the offers of his o^race 
 Too proud to seek a hiding place. 
 
 3 Enwrap'd in dark, Egyptian night, 
 And fond of darkness more than light : 
 Madly I ran the sinful race, 
 
 Secure without a hiding place. 
 
 4 But, lo ! the eternal counsel ran. 
 Almighty love arrest the man. 
 
 I felt the arrows of distress 
 And found I had no hiding place, 
 6 Eternal justice stood in view. 
 To Sinai's fiery mount I flew, 
 But justice cried with frowning fac«, 
 This mountain is no hiding place. 
 
 6 But, lo I a heavenly voice I heard. 
 And mercy to my soul appear'd. 
 She led me on a pleasing pace 
 To Jesus Christ my hidincr place. 
 
 7 Should storms of seven fold thunder roll. 
 And shake the globe from pole to pole. 
 No thunder bolt would daunt ray face, 
 For Jesus is my hiding place. 
 
 8 A few more rolliog suns, at most, 
 WUl land me safe on Canaan's coMt, 
 
HYMN 3. 11 
 
 Where I siiall sing tlie song of grace, 
 iSafe in uiy glorious hiding place. 
 
 HYMN 3. P. M. 
 
 The garden of ike Lord. 
 
 1 nnHE Lord into his garden comes ; 
 
 X The spices yield a rich perfume, 
 
 The lilies grow iiud thrive : 
 Refreshing showers of grace divine. 
 From Jesus flows to every vine, 
 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 2 O that this dry and ban-en ground 
 In springs of water may abound, 
 
 A fruitful soil become! 
 The deserts blossom as tlie rose. 
 When Jesus conquers all his foes, 
 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 3 The glorious time is rolling on, 
 The gracious work is now begun, 
 
 My soul a witness is ; 
 I taste and see the pardon free, 
 For all mankind as well as me. 
 
 Who come to Christ may live. 
 
 4 The worst of sinners here may find 
 A Saviour pitiful and kind, 
 
 Who will thera all receive ! 
 None are too vile who will repent : 
 Out of one sinner legions went ; 
 
 Jesus did him relieve. 
 
 5 Come, brethren, ye who love the Lord, 
 And taste the sweetness of his word, 
 
 In Jesus' ways go on ; 
 Our troubles and our trials here, 
 
12 KYMN 3. 
 
 Will ccly make us richer there. 
 
 When we arrive at home. 
 
 ;6 We feel that heaven is now begim, 
 
 It issues from the shining throne 
 
 Of Jesus Christ on high ; 
 It comes like floods, we can't contain, 
 We drink, and drink, and drink agaiu, 
 
 And yet for more we cry. 
 
 7 But wlien we come to reign above. 
 And all surround a throne of love. 
 
 We'll drink a full supply,- 
 Jesus will lead his armies through, 
 To living fountains where they flow, 
 
 Which never will run dry. 
 
 8 Tliere we shall reign and shout and sing. 
 And make the heavenly regions ring, 
 
 When all the saints get hcrae ! 
 Come on, come on, my brethren dear. 
 Soon shall v.^e meet together there. 
 
 For Jesus bids us come. 
 
 9 Amen, amen ! mj soul replies, 
 I'm bound to meet j on in the skies, 
 
 And claim my mansion there ; 
 Now here's my heart, and here's my haad. 
 To meet you in that heavenly land, 
 
 Where we shall part no more. 
 
 10 There, on that peaceful, happy shore, 
 We'll sing and shout our sufl''rings o'er. 
 
 In sweet redeeming love : 
 We'll shout and praise our conq'ring King, 
 Who died himself that he might bring 
 
 Us, rebels, home to God. 
 
HYMN ^ 13 
 
 HYMN 4. r. M. 
 
 The jewels of the Lord. 
 
 1 ^'^E jewels cf my Master, 
 
 •*• Who shine with heavenly rays, 
 Amid the keanis of glory 
 Reflect innTortal blaze, 
 Ye diamonds of beauty, 
 With pleasing lustre crovvn'd, 
 Of heavenly extraction, 
 To Zion's city bound. 
 
 2 Ye lambs of my Redeemer, 
 The purchase of his blood, 
 Who feed among the lilies. 
 Beside the purple flood; 
 Go on, ye happy pilgrims, 
 Your journey still pursue. 
 And at a humble distance, 
 I'll sing and follow too. 
 
 3 When I beheld your order, 
 And harmony of soul, 
 
 And heard divinest numbers 
 In pure devotion roll. 
 And gems immortal glowing 
 With such enliven'd grace, 
 I view'd the Saviour's imago 
 Impress'd on every face. 
 
 4 Speak often to each other, 
 To cheer the fainting mind \ 
 And often be your Toices 
 In pure devotion join'd ; 
 
.14 HYMN 4. 
 
 Though trials may await you. 
 The crown before you lies; 
 Take courage, brother pilgrims^ 
 And soon you'll win the prize. 
 
 5 Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, 
 In that auspicious day. 
 When I make up my jewels. 
 Released from cumb'rous clay; 
 He'll polish and refine you 
 From worthless dross and sin. 
 And to his heavenly kingdom. 
 Will bid you enter in. 
 
 6 On that important morning. 
 When bursting thunders sound. 
 And nimble lightnings waving. 
 Shall wing the gloom profound : 
 Lift up your heads rejoicing, 
 And clap your joyful hands; 
 Lo, you're redeera'd forever. 
 From death's coriupted bands. 
 
 7 As Aaron on his girdle, 
 In shining jewels drest. 
 Bore all the tribes of Israel 
 Inscribed upon his breast; 
 So will the Priest of Zion, 
 Before the Father's throne, 
 Present the heirs of glory. 
 And God the kindred own. 
 
 8 The golden bells will echo 
 Around the sacred hill ; 
 
HYM?f 6. IS 
 
 And sweet immortal antbemg 
 The vocal regions fill ; 
 In everlasting beauty, 
 The shining millions stand. 
 Safe on the rock of ages. 
 Amid the promised laud. 
 9 We'll range the wide dominion 
 Of our Redeemer round, 
 And in dissolving rapture 
 Be lost in love profound ; 
 While all the flaming harpera 
 Begin the lasting song, 
 With hallelujahs rolling 
 From the unnumber'd throng. 
 
 HY3IN 5. P. M 
 
 BRETHREN, while we sojourn here; 
 Plight 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, 
 
 Child, your Father calls— Come homo. 
 In the world a thousand snares 
 
 Lay to take as unawares; 
 Satan with malicious art. 
 
 Watches each unguarded heart; 
 But from Satan's malice free. 
 
 Saints shall soon victorious be; 
 5oon the joyful news will come. 
 
 Child, your Father calls — Ccbmj kotne. 
 
16 riYji:\: c. 
 
 3 But of all the woes v.s meet, 
 
 None so apt to turn our leet; 
 None betray v.s into sin, 
 
 Like the toes we have within; 
 Yet let nothing spoil your peace, 
 
 Christ will also conquer these; 
 Then the joyful news will come. 
 
 Child, your Father calls— Come home 
 
 HYMN 6. P. M. 
 
 1 'in HE Son of m:ui tliey did betray; 
 
 JL He was condemn'cl and led away^ 
 Think^ O my goul on that dread daj-. 
 
 Look c.Yi mount Calvaiy. 
 Behold him lamblike led alopj, 
 Suri'ounded by a M'icked throng, 
 Acru?ed by each lying tong»c. 
 And then the Lamb of God they hung 
 
 L^pon the shameriil tree. 
 
 2 'Twas thus the gloilnus sufferer stood. 
 With han Is and feet naii'd to the Wi;od; 
 Frcan every wound a stream of blood 
 
 Came ficvi'ing down amain; 
 His bitter groans ail nature shook. 
 The earth to its frm centre rock'd, 
 The sleeping saints their graves forsook, 
 "While ppiteful Jews around him mock'd. 
 
 And laughed at his pain, 
 o No'.v hung between the earth and skies. 
 Behold ! in agonies he dies ; 
 O, sinners, hear his Uicurnfu! cries, 
 
 Come, see ?'is tort'ring pain; 
 The morning sun withdrew his light, : 
 Elush'd and rcfased to view the sight; 
 
HYMN 6. ir 
 
 The azure cloth'd in robes of night, 
 All nature mourn'd and stood affright, 
 When Christ the Lord was slain. 
 
 4 Hark ! men and angels hear the Son, 
 He cries for heJp, but O there's none. 
 He treads the wine press all alone, 
 
 His garments stain'd \vith blood. 
 In lamentations hear him cry; 
 " Eloi, lama sabacthani !" 
 Thongli death may close his languid eyea. 
 He soon will mount the upper skies. 
 
 The conq'ring Son of God. 
 
 5 The Jews and Romans in a band. 
 With hearts of steel around him stand. 
 And mocking say, " Come save the land, 
 
 Come, try thyself to fjee." 
 A soldier pierc'd him when lie dy'd ; 
 Thence healing streams came from his aide; 
 And thus mv Lord was crucify'd. 
 Stern justice now is satisiy cl. 
 
 Sinners, for you and me ! 
 
 6 Behold ! he mounts the throne of state. 
 He fills the mediatorial seat, 
 
 While millions bowing at his feet, 
 
 With loud hosannas tell : 
 Though he endur'd exquisite pains, 
 He led the monster death in chains ; 
 Ve seraphs, raise your highest strains, 
 W'ith music fill bright Eden's plains, 
 He couquer'd death and hell. 
 
 7 'Tis done ! the dreadful debt is paid, 
 The great atonement now is made : 
 Sinners, in him your guilt was laidj, 
 
 For you he spilt his blood. 
 2* 
 
IS HYMN 7. 
 
 For you his tender soul did move, 
 
 For you he left the court? »bovp, 
 
 I'hat you the lcn:^th and breadth mi^^ht provej 
 
 And heiglit <ind depth of perfect love. 
 
 In Chri.-!t your smiling God. 
 S AH glory be to God on high, 
 Who reigns enthron'd above the ^ky ; 
 Who sent his Son to bleed and die, 
 
 Glory to him be given : 
 While heav'n above Iiis praise resounds ; 
 
 Zion, sing — his grace abounds ; 
 
 1 hope to shout eternal rounds. 
 
 In flaming iove, which knows no bounds. 
 When swallow'd up in hea\en. 
 
 HYMN 7. P. M. 
 OSANNA to Jesus, I'm fill'd with hia 
 
 ^H' 
 
 praises ; 
 
 Corns, my dear brethren, and help nje to singj 
 No theme is so charming, no love is so warni- 
 
 It gives joy and gladness, and comfort within 
 Hosanna, hosanna^ hosanna, weUl raise, 
 Hoscnna, hallelujah to the Lamb for free 
 grace. 
 
 2 Hosanna to Jesns, who died hr to save us, 
 I'll serve him and love him wherever 1 go ; 
 He's now gone to heaven, the Spirit is given, 
 To quicken an 1 comfort his children below. 
 
 Hoiaima, fyc. 
 
 3 Hosanna forever, his grace like a river 
 Is rising and spreading all over the land, 
 His love is unbounded, to all 'tis extended. 
 And sinners are feeling the heavenly fiame. 
 
 Hosanna, %-c. 
 
HYMN 7. 19 
 
 4 Hosaniia to Jesus, my sonl how it pleages, 
 To see sinners lalling And crying to God ; 
 To see them now rising, 'tis truly surprisung, 
 They've found peace and pardon in Jesus' 
 
 blood. 
 Hcsanna, fyc. 
 
 5 Hosanna is ringing,© how tliey are sin'^ing 
 The praises of Jesus Jind tasting his love ; 
 The sound goes to heaven, the Spirit is given. 
 It rolls thro' my soul from the mansions above. 
 
 Hosanna, fyc. 
 
 6 Hosanna to Jesus, my soul feels him precious. 
 In sweet streams of glory he corncs from above; 
 My heart is now glowing, J feel his blood 
 
 flowing — 
 I'm sure that my Jesus I really do love. 
 Hosanna, fyc. 
 
 7 Hosanna is ringing, the saints they arc sing- 
 
 ing. 
 Ax\A marching to glory in bright royal bands; 
 Come on, my dear brethren, let's all go to 
 
 heaven. 
 For Jesus invites us with crowns in his hands. 
 
 Hosanna, ^"c. 
 
 8 Hosanna to Jesus, my soul sweetly rises; 
 I'll soon be transported to a happier clime. 
 Where I shall >ee Jesus, and dwell en his 
 
 praises. 
 And witli him in glory eternally shine. 
 Hosanna, ^-c. 
 
20 , HYMN 8. 
 
 HYMN 8. L. M. 
 
 1 "VrOUNG people all, attention give, 
 
 i While I address you in God's name,' 
 Ye, who in sin and folly live, 
 
 Come hear the counsels of a friend. 
 
 2 I've sought for bliss in glittering toys, 
 
 And rang'd the .luring scenes of vice, 
 But never kne^v substantia*! jovs, 
 Until I heard my Saviour's Voice. 
 
 3 He spake at once my sins forgiven. 
 
 And took my load of guilt away, 
 He gave me glory, peace, and heaven/ 
 And thus I found the heavenly way. 
 
 4 And now, with trembling sense I view 
 
 Huge billows roll beneath your feet ; 
 For death eternal waits for jou, 
 
 Who slight the force of gospel truth. 
 6 Youth, like the spring, will soon be gone' 
 
 By fleeting time, or conquering death, 
 Y''our morning sun may set at noon. 
 
 And leave you ever in ti^e dark. 
 
 6 Your sparkling eyes and blooming cheeks 
 
 Must wither like the blasted rose; 
 The cofSn, muffler, winding sheet, 
 Will soon your active limbs enclose. 
 
 7 Ye heedless ones, that wildly stroll. 
 
 The grave will soon become your bed, 
 Where silence reigns and vapois roll 
 
 In solemn darkness round your head. 
 3 Your friends will p^ass the lonesome place, 
 
 And with a sigh move slow along. 
 Still gazing on the spires of grass. 
 
 With which your graves are overgrown., 
 
HYiMN d. n 
 
 9 Your souls Avill land in darker realms. 
 
 Where vengeance reigns and billows roar, 
 And roll amidst the burning flames. 
 
 When thousand, thousand years are o'er. 
 
 10 Still sunk in shades of endless night, 
 
 To groan and howl in ceaseless pain, 
 And never more behold the light, 
 And never, never ^ise again. 
 
 11 Y^e blooming youth, this is the state 
 
 Of all who do free grace refuse ; 
 And soon with you 'twill be too late. 
 The way of life is Christ to choose. 
 
 12 Come, lay your carnal weapons by. 
 
 No longer fight against your God, 
 But with the gospel now comply, 
 
 And heaven shall be your great reward. 
 
 HYMN 0. P. M. 
 
 1 rSlHIS day our souls have caught new fire, 
 -fl- Halle, HaUelujah. 
 
 We feel that heaven is drawing nigher, 
 
 Glory, Hallelujah. 
 We long to quit this cumbrous clay, 
 
 Halle, HaUelujah. 
 
 And live with Christ in endless day, 
 
 Glory, Hallelujah. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 We're going to join the church above', 
 
 Halle, Hallelujah; 
 We soon shall shout redeeming love,, 
 
 Glory, Hallelujah ! 
 Amen, amen, the angels ciT, 
 
 Halle, Hallelujah; 
 Araen, amen, our souls replj^, 
 
 Glory, Hallelujah. 
 
22 HYMN d. 
 
 2 When Christians pray,, the rlevil runa. 
 And leaves the field to Zion's sons ; 
 One single saint will put to flight 
 Ten thousand blustering sons of nights 
 
 3 Ye little Sampsons, np and fight, 
 Put the Philistines' host to flight ; 
 The troops of hell are marching round. 
 Bat Zion's sons are gaining ground. 
 
 4 The hottest fire is now begun ; 
 Come, stand the flame, till it is won ; 
 Some souls are wounded, ethers fell : 
 Our Lord is saving souls from hell. 
 
 5 Vfhcn Israel came to Jerico, 
 Began to pray, to shout and b1ov\', 
 
 The tow'ring Avails came tumbling dovvTl 
 Like thunder, fiat upon the ground. 
 
 6 See Gideon marching out to fiijht. 
 And with no weapons but his light ; 
 Pe took his pitcher and his lamp, 
 
 And storm'd with ease the 3Iidian camp. 
 
 7 The Mehrews, in the dreadful flame. 
 Found Zion's King was still the same ; 
 Young David's weapon was but dull. 
 Yet broke Goliah's brazen skull. 
 
 8 Saint Paul and Silas, bound in jail. 
 Would sing and pray in spite of hell ; 
 They made the prison loudly ring. 
 Although oppos'd by hell's dark king. 
 
 9 Behold, what giants gi-eat and tall, 
 
 And Christ's poor lambs, but few and small; 
 But Jesus, Jesus, is my friend. 
 He'll help me fight unto the eiid. 
 
HYiMN 10. 23 
 
 10 Tlifi Devil soon will s^iont bis last, 
 Our fighting tlien will all be past ; 
 And we Khali lay ouv armour hj, 
 And ging with angels through the pky. 
 
 11 Onr God who conquers death and sin. 
 Will smile and say, " My son?, come in ; 
 You've fought through many battles sore. 
 But now you'll reign forever more. 
 
 12 " Come wear these crewns, and let your 
 
 tongues 
 Sing Gabriel's new eternal songs ; 
 You now are free from death and riain;', 
 Come, shout thro' S?dem's peaceful plains." 
 
 13 All glory, glory, to the Lamb, 
 Througliout my soul I feel the flame, 
 
 had I wings like Noah's dove, 
 
 1 soon would shout with those aljove. 
 
 HYMN 10. P: M. 
 
 1 STh MAY I worthy prove to s8p, 
 
 ^-^ O Halle, Hallelujah, 
 
 The saints in full prosperitv, 
 
 O Halle, Hallelujah. 
 Sweet heaven, sweet heaven ! 
 Dear Lord, when shall I ^ct to heaven? 
 
 2 To see the bright, the glittering bride. 
 Close seated by her Saviour's side. 
 
 S O may I find some humble seat. 
 Beneath my dear Redeemer's feet : 
 
 4 A servant, as before I've been, 
 
 , And sing salvation to my king. 
 
 ^5 I*m glad that I am born to die. 
 
 From jricf and woe my soul shull Qy ) 
 
24 HYMN 11. 
 
 6 Bright angels shall convey me home, 
 Away to IVew Jerusalem. 
 
 7 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, 
 1 hope to praise him after death ; 
 
 8 I hope to praise him when 1 die, 
 And shout salvation when I fly. 
 
 9 Farewell, vain world, I'm going home. 
 My Saviour smiles and bids me come : 
 
 10 Sweet angels beckon me away, 
 
 To sing God's praise in endless day. 
 
 11 I soon shall pass the vale of death. 
 And in his arms I'll lose my breatli : 
 
 12 And then my happy soul shall tell 
 My Jesus has done all things well. 
 
 13 I soon shall hear the awful sound. 
 Awake, ye nations under ground ; 
 
 14 Arise and drop your dying shrouds. 
 And meet King Jesus in the clouds. 
 
 15 When to that blessed world I rise, 
 And join the anthems in the skies, 
 
 16 This note above tiie rest shall swell. 
 My Jesus has done all things well. 
 
 17 Then shall I see my blessed God, 
 And praise him in his bright abode j 
 
 18 My theme through all eternity. 
 Shall glory, glory, glory, be. 
 
 M 
 
 HYMN 11. P. ai. 
 
 The dying Saint. 
 
 Y soul is full of glory, 
 
 Inspiring ray longaaf 
 
flYMN 11. 
 
 Could I meet with the angels, 
 I'd sing thein a song : 
 
 I would sing of my Jesus 
 And tell of his charms, 
 
 And beg them to bear mo 
 To his loTing arms. 
 
 2 Methinka they're descending 
 To hear what I sing, 
 Well pleas'd to hear mortals 
 Thus praising their lilua ; 
 
 angels ! O angels ! 
 My soul's in a flame, 
 
 1 faint in sweet raptures 
 At Jesus' name. 
 
 3 Jesus ! O Jesus ! 
 
 Thou balm of my soul, 
 'Twas thou, my dear Jes>u<s, 
 
 That made my heart whole. 
 O bring me to view thee. 
 
 Thou precious sweet King, 
 In oceans of glory 
 
 Thy praises to" ping. 
 
 4 O heaven! sweet heaven! 
 
 I long to be there, 
 To meet all my brethren, 
 
 And Jesus my dear; 
 Come angels! come angels! 
 , I'n) ready to fly, 
 Come quickly, convey me 
 
 'Jo God in the sky. 
 
5 HYMN li. 
 
 6 Sweet Spirit, attend me 
 
 Till Jesus shall come, 
 Protect and defend me 
 
 Till I am called home;. 
 Though worms my poor body 
 
 May claim as their prey, 
 Twill outshine when rising 
 
 The sun at noon day. 
 
 '6 The sun shall be darken'd ; 
 
 The moon turn'd to blood ; 
 The mountains all melt 
 
 At the presence of God ; 
 Red lightnings may flash. 
 
 Loud thunders may roar, 
 All this cannot daunt m© 
 
 On Canaan's blest shore: 
 
 7 A glimpse of bright glory- 
 
 Surprises my soul, 
 I sink in sweet visions 
 
 To view the bright goal ; 
 My soul, while I'm singing. 
 
 Is leaping to go, 
 This moment for heaven 
 
 I'd leave all below. 
 
 8 Farewell, my dear brethren, 
 
 My Lord bids n)e come; 
 Farewell, my dear sisters, 
 
 I'm now going home: 
 Bright angels are whisp'ring 
 
 jSo sweet in my ear> 
 
HVMN ll 
 
 Away to my Savionr 
 
 My spirit will bear. 
 9 I'm goiiijr, I'm going. 
 
 But what do I see? 
 'Tis Jesus in glory 
 
 Appears unto me ! 
 I'm going, I'm going, 
 
 I'm going, I'm gone '. 
 O glory ! O glory ! 
 
 'Tis done, it is done ^ 
 
 10 To the regions of glory 
 
 The spirit is fled. 
 And left this poor body 
 
 Inactive and dead ; 
 With angelic arniiei 
 
 In glory to blaze, 
 On Jesus' beauties 
 
 For ever to gaze. 
 
 11 When the six seals shall open. 
 
 The trumpet shall sound. 
 To wake God's dear children 
 
 That sleep under ground ; 
 Their souls and their bodies 
 
 Shall then join in one, 
 And each with their Saviour 
 
 Receive a bright crown. 
 
 HYMN 12. -P. M. 
 
 i TESUS to every willing mind, 
 ^ Opsns a heavenly treasure; 
 In him the sons of sorrow find 
 
 I SourcQs of real pleasure; 
 
3 HYMN 12. 
 
 See what errplojoient men pnrsu*, 
 Then you will own idj words are true, 
 Jesus alone unfolds to view 
 
 Sources of real pleasure. 
 Poor are the joys that fools esteem, 
 
 Fading and transitory; 
 Mirth is as fleeting as a dream, 
 
 Or a delusive story; 
 Luxury leaves a sting behind, 
 V\^ounding the body and the mind, 
 Only in Jesus can we find 
 
 Pleasure and solid glory. 
 Learning, that boasted, glittering thing 
 
 Scarcely is worth possessing; 
 Riches, forever on the wing, 
 
 Scarce can be called a blessing; 
 Fame, like a shadow flies away, 
 Titles and dignities decay. 
 Nought but religion can display 
 
 Joys that are free from trouble. 
 Beauty with all its gaudy show, 
 
 Is but a painted bubble; 
 Short are the triumphs wit bestow, 
 
 Full of deceit and trouble; 
 And sensual pleasures swell desire. 
 Just as the fuel feeds the fire; 
 Onlj religion can inspire, 
 
 Bliss that is worth possessing. 
 
HYMN 13. 29 
 
 HYMX 13. P. M. 
 
 1 'T^HE voice of free grace 
 
 -* Cries, eseaps to the mountain, 
 For Adam's lost race 
 
 Christ hath open'd a fountain, 
 For sin and transgression, 
 
 And ev'ry pollution, 
 His blood flows most freelj 
 
 In streams of ablution. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, 
 
 Who hath purchased our pardon; 
 We will praise him again. 
 
 When we pass over Jordan. 
 
 2 That fountain so clear, 
 
 In which all rnay find pardon. 
 From Jesus's side, 
 
 Flows in plenteous redemption; 
 Though your sins were iiicreased 
 
 As high as a mountain, 
 His blood it flows freely; 
 
 O come to this fountain, 
 
 3 Blest Jesus, ride on, 
 
 Thy kingdom is glorious. 
 O'er sin, death and hell, 
 I Thou wilt ma!ie us victorious: 
 Thy name shall be praised, 
 In the great congregation, 
 And saints shall delight 
 la ascribing salvation. 
 ,4 When on Zion we stand, 
 I Ha\icg gain'd the blest shore; 
 
ao HYMN U. 
 
 With our harps in oar hands. 
 We will praise him evermore, 
 
 We'll range the blest fields 
 On the banks of the river. 
 
 And sing hallelujahs 
 For ever and ever. 
 
 HYMN 14. P. M. 
 
 The Christian^ spiritual voyagt. 
 
 1 TESUS, at thy command, 
 V I launch into the deep ; 
 And leave my native land, 
 Where sin lulls all asleep. 
 
 For thee, I would the world resign, 
 And sail to heaven with thee and thine. 
 
 2 Thou art ray pilot wise ; 
 My compass is thy word ; 
 My soul each storm defies, 
 While I have such a Lord I 
 
 I trust thy faidifulness and power. 
 To save me in the trying hour. 
 
 3 Though rocks and quicksands deep^ 
 Through all my passage lie, 
 
 Yet Christ will safely keep, 
 And guide me with his eye ; 
 My anchor, hope, shall firm abide, 
 And ev'ry boist'rous storm outride. 
 
 4 By faith I see the land,' 
 The port of endless rest ; 
 My soul, thy sails expand, 
 And fiy to Jesus' breast ! 
 
 O may I reach the heavenly shore, 
 Where waves and wind distress no more. 
 
HYMN 19. 31 
 
 BrX^Hiene'er becalm'd I lie. 
 
 And storms forbear to toss. 
 
 Be thou, dear Lord, still nigh, 
 
 Lest I should sinTer loss, 
 For more the treach'rous calra I dread, 
 Than tempests bursting o'er my head , 
 
 6 Come Holy Ghost, and blow 
 
 A prosperous gale of grace; 
 
 Waft me fi'om all below, 
 
 To heaven, my destin'd place. 
 Then in full sail my port I'll find, 
 And leave the world and sin behind. 
 
 HYMN 15. P. M. 
 
 1 XrE sons of the main, ye that sail o'er the 
 
 X flood. 
 
 Whose sins, big as mountains, have reach'd np 
 
 to God, 
 Remember the short voyage of life Boon will 
 
 end, 
 Now come, brother sailor, make Jesus your 
 
 friend. 
 
 2 Look astern on your life, see your wake 
 
 mark'd with sin. 
 Look ahead ! see what torments you'll eoon 
 
 founder in ; 
 The hard rocks of death will soon beat out 
 
 your keel, 
 Then your vessel and cargo will all sink to hell. 
 
 3 Lay by your old compass, 'twill do you no 
 
 good, 
 It ne'er will direct you the right way to God ; 
 
32 KYMN 15. 
 
 Mind your helm, brother sailor, and don't fall 
 
 asleep, 
 IVatch and pray night and day, lest you sink 
 
 ia the deep. 
 
 4 Sprinjj' your !u(T, brother sailor, the breeze 
 
 now is fair, 
 Trim your sails to the "wind, and those tor- 
 ments j'ou'll clear, 
 Tjie leading star, Jesus, keep full in your view, 
 You'll weather the danger, he'll guide you safe 
 through. 
 
 5 Renounce your old captain, the devil, 
 
 straightway, 
 The crcAv that you sail with will lead you 
 
 asti-ay. 
 Desert their black colors, cojae under the red, 
 Where Jesus is captain, to conquest be led. 
 
 6 His standard's unfurl'd, see it wave thi'cugh 
 
 the air, 
 i^nd volunteers coming from far off and near ; 
 Now's the time, brother sailor, no longer delay, 
 En;bark now with Jesus, good wages lie'U pay. 
 
 7 The bounty he'll give when the voyage doth 
 
 b>^gin, ' 
 Is justification and freedom from sin ; 
 Good ussge he'll give, while we sail on tlie way, 
 And shortly you'll anchor in heaven's broad 
 
 bay. 
 
 8 In the harbor of glory forever you'll ride, 
 Free from quicksainis and dangers, and sin's 
 
 rapid tide ; 
 
EYU^i 10. Ci 
 
 •VftT9« of death ce«s« to rol), and th« tmtm- 
 
 poiti are o'er ; 
 The hoarse breath of Boreaa dismasts the* n« 
 
 more. 
 
 9 The tarpaulin jacket no longer you'll wear. 
 But robes of bright glory all shining and fair ; 
 A crown on thy hesJ that would dazzle the lUD, 
 AnJ froai glory to glory eternally run. 
 
 HYMN 16. L. M. 
 
 1 fin MERE is a heaven o'er yonder skies, 
 
 -»- A heaven where pleasure never diee, 
 A heaven I sometime hope to see. 
 But fear again 'tis not for rae. 
 
 Jiuf Jpsiis, Jesus is my friend, O Halleluiah^ 
 Hallelujah, Jesiu, Jesus is my fritnd. 
 
 2 The way is difficult and ftraiglit. 
 And narrow it? the gospel gale ; 
 Ten thousand dangers are therein. 
 Tea thousand snares to take me in. 
 
 S I travel through a world of foei, ^ 
 
 Through conflicts sore my spirit goe« ; ' '^ 
 The tempt'-'r cries, I ne'er shall atand. 
 Nop reach fair Canaan's happy land. 
 
 4 The way of danger I am in, 
 Beset with devils, men and sin ; 
 But in thia way thy track I see, 
 
 And mark'd with blood it aeem« to be. 
 
 5 Come life, come death, ronfe then what will. 
 His foot-steps I will follow still. 
 Through dangers thick and beH'e alaiaia, 
 
 T sball be safe in kit tUur arm«. 
 S 
 
S4 HYMN 17. 
 
 6 Then, O my soul, arise and sing, 
 Ycndei's my Saviour, Friend and Kingj 
 ^v'itli pleasinij smiles he now looks down, 
 And cries, " jiress on, and here's the crowo 
 
 7 " Prove faithful then a few more days, 
 Fight the good f ght and win the race, 
 And then thy soul vvitli me shall reign. 
 Thy head a crown uf glory gain." 
 
 S My fleali ohall slumber in the ground. 
 Till tli^last jnyfiil trump shall sound. 
 Then burst the chains vvith sweet surprise, 
 And in my Saviour'^; image rise. 
 HYMN 17. L. M' 
 I know that my Redeemer lives. 
 
 1 W K^'OVV that my Redeemer lives, 
 
 .S- What comfort this sweet sentence gives 
 He lives, he lives who once was dead; 
 He lives, my everlasting head. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Fm happy now, for Christ has come 
 To guide r.is on my journey home. 
 
 2 He lives triumphant from tiie grave; 
 He lives eternally to save ; 
 
 He livts all glorious in the sky, 
 He lives exalted there en high. 
 
 3 He li\e3 to bless me with his lo\c, 
 He lives to plead for me above, 
 He lives my hungry soul to feed, 
 
 ' He lives to kelp in time of need. 
 
 4 He lives and grants me rich supply, 
 He lives to guide me with his eye. 
 He lives to ccmfott me when faint, 
 He lives to hear my soul's comnlaiat 
 
HYMN 18 85 
 
 5 He lives to crush tlse powers nf hell 
 He lives that he may iu me dncU, 
 He lives to heal v.nd make raei whole, 
 He lives to guard my feeble soul. 
 
 6 He lives to silence all my fetirs, , 
 He lives to stop and wipe my tears, 
 
 Ke lives to calm my troubled heart. 
 He lives all blessings to iuij.art. 
 
 7 Ee lives my kind and heavcnly^ricnd. 
 He lives and loves mc to t'.ie crfl ; 
 
 He lives, and while he lives I'll sing, 
 He lives my Prophet, Priest and King. 
 
 S He lives, and grants me daily breath. 
 He lives, and I shall conquer death. 
 He lives my mansion to prepare. 
 He lives to bring me safely there. 
 
 9 TTe lives, aV. glory to liis name. 
 He lives, my Jesus, still the same ; 
 
 the sweet joy this sentence gives, 
 
 1 know that my Redeemer lives. 
 
 HYMN 18. C. M. 
 
 Warrdng to sinners to flee from the wrath 
 
 to come. 
 
 1 X^ITH love of pity I look round 
 
 ' ' Upon my fellow clay; 
 See men reject the gospel sound. 
 Good God ! what shall I say ? 
 
 2 O pinners, sinners, will you hear, 
 
 When in God's name I come? 
 Upon your peril don't forbear. 
 Lest hell should be your doom. 
 
m HYMxX 19 
 
 3 Now is the time, the accepted hour, 
 
 O sinners! come away; 
 The Saviour's knocking at your door/ 
 Arise without delay. 
 
 4 Do not rcfu?e to give him room, 
 
 Lest mercy should withdraw; 
 He'll then in rohes of vengeance corns 
 To execute his law. 
 
 5 Then where, poor sinner, will you be. 
 
 If destitute of grace, 
 When you your injur d Judge shall see. 
 And stand before his face ? 
 
 6 O could you shun that dreadful sight, 
 
 How would you wish to fly 
 To the dark shades of endless night 
 Fro^n that all searching eye. 
 
 7 But death and hell must all appear, 
 
 And you among them stand, 
 Before the great impartial bar 
 Arraign'd at Christ's left hand. 
 
 8 lio yearning bowel's pity then 
 
 VVill e'er affect my heart; 
 No, I shall surely say, Amen, 
 When Christ bids you depart. 
 
 HYMN 19. P. M. 
 
 IVIiat think ye of Christ. 
 "Vl^T '-^AT think ye of Christ 1 is the test; 
 
 T V. To try both your state, and you r scheme. 
 You cannot be riglu m the rest, 
 Ualebs you thiuk rightly of him. 
 
HYMN 19. S'; 
 
 As Jesus appears in your view, 
 
 As he is beloved br not; 
 Fo God is disposed to you, 
 
 And mercy or wrath is your lot. 
 
 2 Some take him a creature to be, 
 A man, or an angel at most ; 
 
 Sure these have not feelings like me. 
 
 Nor know themselves wretched and lost : 
 
 So guilty, so helpless am I, 
 
 I could not coiiiide in hijs word. 
 
 Nor on his protection rely. 
 
 Unless I could call him my Lord. 
 
 3 Some call him a Saviour in word. 
 
 But mix tlieir o\a n works with the plan ; 
 And hope he his help will afford, 
 
 When they have done all that they can. 
 Ifdoing.^ prove rather too light, 
 
 (A little they own they may fail,) 
 Thoy pm-pose to make up full weight 
 
 By casting his name in the scale. 
 
 4 Some style him the pearl of great price. 
 And say, he's the fountain of joys; 
 
 Yet feed upon folly and vice. 
 
 And cleave to the world and its toys : 
 
 Like Judas, the Saviovxr lliey ki.ss. 
 And wUile they salute him, betray. 
 
 Ah I what will profe?sion like tlii.*, 
 Avail in that terrible day 1 
 
 5 If ask'd what of Jesus I think, 
 
 Though still my best thoughts are but poor, 
 I say he's my meat and my drink, 
 
 My life, and my strength, and my store; 
 My shepherd, my husLand, my friend. 
 
 My Saviour from sin afld (rjm thrall, 
 
38 " HYMX 20- 
 
 My hope frum beginniiig to eud, / 
 iMy portion, my Lord, and \jay ail. 
 
 HYMN 20. P. M. 
 
 The heavenly Mariner. 
 
 1 mHROUGH tribulations deep 
 
 -*- The way to glory is. 
 
 This stormy course I keep, 
 
 On these tempestuous seas. 
 By waves and wiijds I'm tost and driveOj 
 Freighted with grace and bound to heaven. 
 
 2 Sometimes temptations blow 
 A dreadful huricaue, 
 
 And high the waters flow, 
 
 And o'er the sides break in; 
 But still my little r-hip outbraves 
 The blust'ring wind;5 and surging wares. 
 
 3 When I, in my distress. 
 My anchor, hope can cast 
 Within the promises. 
 
 It holds my vessel fast; 
 Safely she then at anchor rides, 
 'Midst stormy blasts and swelling tides. 
 
 4 If a dead calm ensues, 
 And heaven no breezes give, 
 The oar of prayer I use, 
 And tug and toil and strive ; 
 
 Through storms and calms for many a day» 
 I make but very little way. 
 
 5 But when a heavenly breeze 
 Springs up and fills my sail, 
 
flTMN £0. 
 
 5!y vessel goes with case 
 
 Before the p'£a:?ant gale. 
 And runs as much an hour, or mora. 
 As in a month or two before. 
 
 6 Hid by the clouds from sight, 
 The sun doth not appear, 
 Nor can I in the night 
 Behold the moon or star; 
 
 Sometimes for days and weeks or raor«, 
 I Qannot see the sky or shore. 
 
 7 As at the time of noon 
 iVK' quadrant, faith, I take, 
 'lo view my Christ, my sua, 
 If he the cloud:? should break, 
 
 I'm happy when his f:ice I see, 
 I know then whereabout I be, 
 
 8 The Bible is my chart. 
 By it the seas I know, 
 I cannot with it part, 
 
 It rocks and(sand:i doth show. 
 It is a chart and compass too, 
 Who::.c needle points forever true. 
 
 9 I keep aloof from pride, 
 Those rocks I pass with care; 
 I studiously avoid 
 
 The whirlpool of despair. 
 Presumption's quicksands top I shun. 
 Near them I do not choose to run. " 
 
 10 When through a straight I go, 
 Or near some coast am drove, 
 The phur.met forth I throv/, 
 
-« HYMN 21. 
 
 And tha« mj safety prove. 
 The scripture Is the line which 1 
 Fathom the depth of water by. 
 
 11 My vessel would be lost 
 In spite of ail my care, 
 But that the Holy Ghost 
 Himself vouchsafes to steer. 
 
 And I through all my voyage will 
 Depend upon ray Steersman still. 
 
 12 Ere I reach heaven's coast, 
 
 I must a gulf pass through, , 
 
 Which dreadful proves to most, • 
 For all this passage go. 
 
 But all death's waves can't me o'erwhelahj 
 
 If God himself is at the helm. 
 
 13 When through this gulf I get, 
 Though rough, it is but short, 
 The pilot angels meet, 
 
 To bring me into port. 
 And when I land on that bleat shore, 
 
 1 shall be safe forevermore. 
 
 HYMN 21. P. M. 
 
 FAREWELL, dear friends, I must be goD«, 
 I have no home to stay with you : 
 I'll take my staff and ti'avel on. 
 Till I a better world do view ; 
 Farewell, farewell, farewell, 
 My loving friends, farewell. 
 
 2 Farewell, my friends, time rolls ftloag, 
 Nor waits for mortals' cue or bliM, 
 
HYMN 22. 41 
 
 I leave you here, and travel on. 
 Till I arrive where Jesus is. 
 
 Farewell, &c. 
 
 3 Farewell, my brethren in the lord. 
 To you I'm bound in cords of love; 
 Yet we believe his gracious word. 
 That soon we shall all meet above. 
 
 Farewell, kc. 
 
 4 Farewell, old soldiers of the cross, 
 Y'ou've struggled long and hard for iieav'n 5 
 You've counted all things here but dross. 
 Fight on, the crown shall soon be given. 
 
 Farewell, &c. 
 
 5 Farewell, ye blooming sons of God, 
 Sore conflicts yet await for you ; 
 Yet dauntless keep the heavenly road, 
 Till Canaan's happy land you vie v.'. 
 
 Fight oh, fight on, fight on. 
 The crown shall soon be giv'n. 
 
 6 Farewell, poor careless sinners too, 
 It grievesmy heart to leave you here; 
 Eternal vengeance waits for you ! 
 
 turn, and find salvation nca)-. 
 O turn, O turn, O turn, 
 And find salvation near. 
 
 HYMN 32. L. M. 
 
 The good old way. 
 
 1 T IFTupyourhcarts,Emmanuersfriend3, 
 ■i-i And taste the pleasure Jesus se.^.ds ; 
 Let nothing cause you to delay. 
 
 But hasten on the good old way. 
 3* 
 
42 HYMN 22. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 And ni sing hallelujah. 
 
 And glory be to God on high, 
 
 And I'll sing hallelujah, 
 
 There's glory beaming thro' the sky . 
 
 2 Our conflicts here, though great they be, 
 Shall not prevent our victory ; 
 
 If we but watch, and strive and pray. 
 Like soldiers in the good old Avay. 
 
 3 O good old way, how sweet thou art ; 
 May uoiie of us from thee depart, 
 But may our actions always say. 
 We're marching in the good old way. 
 
 4 Though Satan may his arts employ, 
 Our happiness for to destroy. 
 
 Yet never fear, we'll gain the daj'. 
 And shout and sing, the good old way. 
 
 5 And when on Pisgah's top we stand, 
 And vievr by faith the promis'd land. 
 Then may we sing and shout and pray, 
 And march along the good old way. 
 
 6 Ye valiant souls, fur heaven contend, 
 Rememl)er glory's at the end ; 
 
 Our God will wipe all tears away. 
 When we have run the good old way. 
 
 7 Then far beyond this mortal shore, 
 We'll meet witli those who've gone before. 
 And shout to think we've gain'd the day, 
 By marching in the good old way. 
 
HYMN 23. 4i 
 
 HYMN 21, P. M. 
 
 Parting. 
 
 1 rj^ ARE WELL, my dear brethren, the 
 X^ time is at hand. 
 
 That we must be parted from this social baud ; 
 Our several rngagements now call us away. 
 Our parting is needful, and we must obey. 
 
 2 Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell for 
 
 awhile. 
 We'll soon meet again, if kind Providence 
 
 smile; 
 But when we are parted and scattered abroad, 
 We'll pray for each other and wrestle with God . 
 
 3 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be 
 
 discharg'd. 
 The war will be ended, your treasures enlarg'u; 
 With shouting and singing, though Jordan 
 
 may roar. 
 We'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the shore, 
 
 4 Farewell, ye young converts, who 're listed 
 
 for war, 
 Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near ; 
 Although you must travel the dark wilderness, 
 Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you to 
 
 bliss. 
 
 5 The world and the devil and hell all unite, 
 And bold periecution will try yon to fright. 
 But Jesus stands for you ; who's stronger than 
 
 'he'? 
 Let this animate you to march on your way. 
 
 6 Farewell, seeking mourners, witli sad bro- 
 
 ken heart, 
 hasten to Jesus and choose the good purtj 
 
44 nTr.L\ 24. 
 
 He's full of compassion and mighty to save, 
 His arms are extended \our souls to receive. 
 
 7 FarewelijCareless siiiners,for you I do mourn, 
 To think of your danger while quite uncon- 
 cern "d ; 
 
 I've Keard of the judgment where all must 
 
 appear. 
 There you will stand trembling with torment- 
 
 ing fear< 
 
 8 Your frolics and pastimes in which you 
 
 delight, 
 
 Will serve to torment you with dreadful af- 
 fright. 
 
 You'll think of those sermons that you've 
 heard in vain. 
 
 All hopes gone forever of hearing agaiiii 
 
 9 F;irewei!, fiithful Christians, farewell all 
 
 around. 
 Perhaps we'll not meet till the last trump shall 
 
 sounc'. 
 To meet you in glory I'll give you my hand. 
 Oar Saviour to praise in" a pure social band. 
 
 10 O g'ory, O glory, O glory to God, 
 Redemption we're having thro' Jesus' blood; 
 I long to be goibg to meet hlio above. 
 
 To gaze on his glory, and feast on bis love. 
 
 HYMN 24. P. M. 
 
 Description of Christ. 
 1 ^\ THOU, in whose presence my soul 
 
 \~r takes delight, 
 
 On whom in affliction I call ; 
 My comfort by day and my song in tlie*<lP%ht, 
 
 My hope, my salvation my all, 
 
Where dost lliou at noon tide resort with thy 
 s!ieep, 
 
 To feed on the pastures of lovo ^ 
 O wiiy in the valley of death sliail I weep. 
 
 Or alone in the wilderness rove ] 
 
 2 O why should I wander an alien from thee, 
 An:! cry in tiie desert for bread '? 
 
 Thy foes will rejoice T\hen my sorrows they 
 see, 
 
 And smile at tl.c tears I have shed. 
 Ye daughters of Z:on, declare, have ye seen 
 
 The star that on Tsrapl shone "? 
 Say, if in your tents my beloved has, been, 
 
 And where with his ilocks he is gone! 
 
 3 Thip my beloved, his form is divine, 
 His vestments shed odors around ; 
 
 The locks on his head are as grapes en the vine, 
 '\\ hen autumn with plenty is crown'd. 
 
 The roses of Sharon, the lilies that grow 
 In th.e vales on the banks of the streams. 
 
 On his clietkn in the beauty of excellence blow, 
 And his eyes are as quivers of beaias ! 
 
 4 H is voice,as the sound of tlie duUdmer sweet , 
 Is heard through the shadows of death ; 
 
 Tha cedars of Lebanon bow at his feet. 
 The air is perfum'd with his breath. 
 
 His lips as a fountain of righteousness flow, 
 Tiiat waters the garden of grace ; • 
 
 From which their salvation the Geatiles shall 
 know. 
 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. 
 
 5 Love sits in his eyelids and scatters delight 
 Throu^^h all the bright mausicns cu higli ; 
 
46 HYMN *d. 
 
 Their faces the cberiihim veil in his B/glit, 
 And (reml)le >vitb fuliiet? of jojv 
 
 He looks, nnd tea thousand of angels rejoice. 
 And m}vi?.ds.A.vait for his word;. 
 
 I'e. speaksj — a?id eternity, fiU'd -^'ith hie voice, 
 Re-e'_'hoes tlse praise of ber Lord. 
 
 HYx^IN 25. P.M. 
 
 1 A FEW more da} s of pain and wo, 
 -lTL a few more suffering scenes beioiVj 
 And then (o Jesus we shall go, 
 
 Where everlasting pleasures flow, ' 
 And tliere will give him glory. 
 
 2 That Av.'ful trumpet soon will soimd. 
 And shake tiie vast creation round, 
 And cmII the jiations under ground. 
 And all the saints shall then be crown'd; 
 
 And give to Jesus glory. 
 
 3 Ten thousand thunders then will roll, 
 And rend the globe from pole to pole. 
 How dreadful to the guilty soul, 
 
 But noihicg shall the saints control, 
 They'll give to Jesus glory. 
 
 4 Then we shall weep arid part no more, 
 When w-e have met on Canaan's shore. 
 For Zion's warfare now is o'er. 
 Such shouts were never heard before. 
 
 And there we'll giva him glory. 
 
 5 There tears shall all be wip'd away, 
 And Christians never go astray, . 
 When we are freed from cunibrons clay» 
 'A'e'll praj re the Lord in endless day, 
 
 And give to Jesus glory^ 
 
KYiVL\ 26. 4" 
 
 6 On Zion'a brillinnt mount we'll stand, 
 And view that iioly heavenly land ; 
 With palms of victory in our hand. 
 We'll phout with heaven's triumphant bandj 
 
 And give to Jesus glory. 
 
 7 There all the saints .<;hall join in one, 
 And sing w ith Moses round the throne ; 
 Their troubles are forever gone. 
 They'll shine with God's eternal Son, 
 
 And there we'll give him glory. 
 
 8 The rose and lily there shall stand, 
 In holy bloom at God's right hand : 
 O how I long for Canaan's land, 
 And there to join the shouting band, 
 
 And give to Jesus glory. 
 
 HYMN 2Q. P. M. 
 
 Love to Christ. 
 
 1 £\ JESUS, my Saviour, to thee T submit/ 
 \~r With love and thanksgiving fall down 
 
 at thy feet ; 
 To sacrifice ofler my soul, flesh and blood ; 
 Thou art my Redeemer who bro't me to God, 
 
 2 I love thee, I love ;h3e, I love lhee,my love, 
 I love thee, my Saviour, I love thee, my Dove; 
 I love thee, I love thee,and that thou dost know. 
 But ho \T much I love thee, I never can show. 
 8 All human expressions are empty and vain, 
 They cannot unriddle the heavenly flame ; 
 I'm sure if the tongue of an angel were mine, 
 
 .1 could not tliis mysl'ry completely 'bfine. 
 
 4. I'm happy, I'm happy, O wondrous account' 
 My joys are immortal, I stand on tlie mounts 
 
43 HYMxN 27. 
 
 I gaze on my t)-ea3ure, and long to be there. 
 With Jesus and angels iny kindred so dear. 
 
 5 O Jesus, my Saviour, with thee I am blest! 
 My life and salvation, my joy and my rest ! 
 Thy name be my tlieme, and thy love be my 
 
 song ; 
 Thy grace shall inspire my heart and my 
 tongue. 
 
 6 O who's like my Saviour 1 he's Salem's 
 
 bright King; 
 He smiles and be loves me, and learns me to 
 
 sing; 
 I'll praise him, I'll praise him, with notes loud 
 
 and shrill. 
 While rivers of pleasure my spirit doth fill. 
 
 HYMN 27. L. M. 
 Oh the great duty of prayer. 
 
 1 "^7^ H AT various hindrances we meet, 
 
 » T In coming to a mercy seat ; 
 Yet who that knov.s the worth of prayer, 
 But wishes to be often there. 
 
 2 Prayer makes the darkest 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 die Christian's -armor bright;' 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 When Moses stood with r.rms spread wide. 
 Success was found on Ir^rael's side ; 
 
 Bat when tlirough weariness they fail'dj 
 That moment Amaiek pvevail'd 
 
HYMN 28. 4ff 
 
 .6 fJave yoii no words 1 Ah, think again. 
 Words flow apare when you compltiin. 
 And fill your fellow creature's eave 
 With the sad tale of all your cares. 
 
 Were half the breath thus vainly spent. 
 To heaven in supplication sent, 
 
 Your cheerful song would often be, 
 J^ear what the Lord hath done for me. 
 
 HYMN 28. P. M. 
 
 1 ^^TOP, poor sinners, stop and think, 
 ^ Before you further go : 
 
 Can you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting woe ? 
 Hell beneath is gaping wide, 
 
 Vengeance wails the dread command, 
 Soon will stop your sport and prido. 
 
 And sink you with the daran'd. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 The7i be entreated now to stop. 
 For unless you warning take, 
 
 Ere you are aware, you II drop 
 Into a burning lake. 
 
 2 Say, have you an arm like God, 
 
 That you his will oppose .' 
 Fear you not that iron rod 
 
 With which he breaks his foes .' 
 Can you stand in that great day, 
 
 When his judgment will proclaim ! 
 Rocks and mountains melt away, 
 
 Likovrax before the flame. 
 
'50 HYMN 29. 
 
 3 Ghastly death will quickly come. 
 
 And drag you to llie bar : 
 Then to hear your awi'ul doom, 
 
 \V'ill fill you with despair. 
 All your sins will round you crowd ; 
 
 Sins of a bloody crimson dye ; 
 Each for vengeance cry aloud, 
 
 And what will you reply ? 
 
 4 Though your hearts arg rr;ndc of steel. 
 
 Your foreheads lin'd with brass, 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass. 
 Sinners then in vain will call, 
 
 (Though they now despise his grace,) 
 Kocks and mountains on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face. 
 
 5 But as yet there is a hope, 
 
 You may his mercy j^now ; 
 Though his arm be lifted up, 
 
 lie still forbears the blow, 
 li was for sinners Jesus died : 
 
 Sinners he invites to come : 
 None that come shall be denied. 
 
 He says, there still is room. 
 
 HYMN 29. L. M. 
 
 For Jesus^ sake, I pray you stop, ^-c. 
 1 TESUS ! and shall it ever be ! 
 ^ A mortal man ashara'd of thee ! 
 Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine thro' endless days 
 
HYMN £0. 51 
 
 ^ Asham'd of Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to o\ya a star : 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted sciil of mine. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! just ag soon 
 Let rnidniiiht be a-?hain'd of noon ! 
 'Tis midnight witli my soul, till he, 
 Bright morning star, bids darkness fiee. 
 
 4 Asham'd of Jesiis ! that dear friend. 
 On 'ivhoni my I'.opes of heaven depend I 
 No, when I blush, be this my shame. 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! yes I may, 
 When I've uo guilt to wash away; 
 No tears to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to s,ave. 
 
 6 Till then, nor is my boasting vain, 
 Till then I boast a Saviour slain; 
 And O may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not asham'd of me. 
 
 7 His institutions I will prize. 
 Take up th.e cross, tlie shame 
 Dare to defend his noble cause, 
 
 ■ And yield obedience to his laws. 
 
 HYiHN 30. P. M. 
 
 The Gospel Market. 
 1 IJirHY stand ye here idle, 
 * ~ l\Ty friends, all the day ? 
 Your moments are fleeting. 
 They'll soon pass away! 
 
5* HYMN SO. 
 
 The market is open, 
 The store you may see, 
 
 Then come, take in vvelcomej 
 Ail things here are free. 
 
 2 Here's mercy and pardon, 
 
 Here's love and Tree grace. 
 Here's strong consolation, 
 
 Here's great joy and peace, 
 Here's hope for the hiopelesa," 
 
 The weary find rest. 
 
 Here all things are plentj 
 
 For poor and distress'd. 
 
 3 Hero's dress for the naked. 
 
 Here all may be clad, 
 Here's bread for the hungry s 
 
 Here souls may be fed ; 
 Here's manna from heaven, 
 
 This food is divine. 
 Fat things full of marrow, 
 
 And wine well refin'd. 
 
 4 Here is oil, milk and honey, 
 
 A plenty in store, 
 Sufficient for thousands, 
 
 Yea, millions and more; 
 Here's balm for the wounded, 
 
 Here's strength for the weak. 
 Here cordials divine, 
 
 Are made for the sick. 
 
 g Here med'cine for healing 
 Is given out free, 
 
HYMN 20 
 
 Here's eye-salve for eyes. 
 
 To make them to see; 
 Here cripples are healed, 
 
 The lame made to walk, 
 The deaf made to hear, 
 
 And the dumb made to talk, 
 Flere lepers are cleansed 
 
 And purg'd from their sores, 
 Here sinners are pardon'd. 
 
 And souls are made pure; 
 Here hond slaves are ransoiu'd. 
 
 And freed t'loiu their chains; 
 Here all who are willing, 
 
 Are eas'd from their pai"3. 
 Here's armour and weapon3 
 
 For soldiers to wield, 
 A breast-plate, a helmet, 
 
 A sword and a shield ; 
 The poor receive riches, 
 
 A crown for the head ; 
 Eternal salvation, 
 
 And life for the dead. 
 Then come, all ye needv. 
 
 Ye poor and distress'd. 
 Come, and receive freely, 
 
 And be ever bless'd ; 
 O come, without money, 
 
 To Je-:us and buy, 
 Then love him and praiso hina" 
 
 For ever on hiirh. 
 
64 HYM-N 31, 32. 
 
 HYMN 31. P-. M. 
 
 The dying Christian. 
 
 1 "^ITAL spark of heavenly flame, 
 
 » Quit, O quit this mortiil frame,^ 
 Trembling. 1: oping, ling'ring, flying, 
 O the pain the bliss of dying ! 
 Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife, 
 And let me languish into life. 
 
 2 Hark ! they whisper, angels say, 
 Sister spirit, come away; 
 What is this absorbs me quite, 
 Steals my senses, shuts my sight. 
 Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? 
 Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 
 
 3 The world recedes, it disappears, 
 Heav'n opens on my eyes, my ears 
 With sounds seraphic ring, 
 
 Lend, lend your whigs, 1 mount, I flv 
 O Grave, where is thy victory ? 
 O Dc^th, Vvherc is thy sting ? 
 
 IIYrJN 32. L. M 
 
 The Missionary. 
 
 1 if^^ ' that poor sinners did but know, 
 vT What we for them do undergo : 
 We who are cali'd to bear the news 
 To Gentile nations, and to Jews. 
 
 2 Permit me now my griefs to tell, 
 What my poor heart does often feel ; 
 I've left behind my friends and all. 
 Upon poor sinners for to call. 
 
HYMN 32. 6fi 
 
 5 Day alter day I do them see ; 
 J '; I pray them to attend to me ; 
 
 But many still in sin remain,. 
 
 Which gives to my poor heavt fresh pain. 
 
 4 Til is is not all I undergo, 
 
 I have to face cold winds and snow. 
 And often through the desert I'ide, 
 To seek ray master, Christ, a bride. 
 
 6 Through sultry glebes T often pant, 
 Till my poor spirit's almost faint : 
 The scorching beams are so severe, 
 I long for one cool breath of air. 
 
 6 Now clouds arise, and thunders roar. 
 The lightnings flash, and torrents pour : 
 Creation trembles at the sound. 
 
 Till I am wet and almost drow n'd. 
 
 7 Through creeks and rivers swift and wide/ 
 It often is my lot to ride ; 
 
 Perhaps beat down some time before 
 I safe can reach the other shore. 
 
 8 Hunger and thirst my body wear : 
 
 O would some friend my spirits chear ; 
 And oftentimes, for want of clothes. 
 By night or day, I'm almost froze. 
 
 9 Sometimes I do false brethren meet. 
 Whose hearts are filled witli deceit; 
 They seem to treat me kind at fi'Tst, 
 But of all men they are the worst. 
 
 10 My natural brethren oft cry out, 
 "I wonder what he is about ; 
 Through trouble, sorrow, toil and strife ; 
 He surely does not love his life !" 
 
M KYMN 2S, 
 
 11 O! that tbey would but look around. 
 And see liAw pride and sin about)d; 
 So many sauls exposed to hell, 
 
 Which makes me bid- my frisiida farewell. 
 
 12 The worth of souls lies near my heart; . 
 This mov'd me from my frieiids to j)art ; 
 I must obey ray Master's call. 
 
 And preach his gospel unto all. 
 
 13 O may my God te with rny mouth, 
 While I am trav'lliMg north and south ; 
 May he own me and bless his word, 
 In bringing sinners to the Lord. 
 
 14 Then when I've done my work below, 
 I'll glaflly leave this vale of wo ; 
 
 And mount aloft, above the sky. 
 And dwell with Christ eternally ! 
 
 HYMN 33. P M. 
 
 Indian Hyinn. 
 
 1 TN de dark wood, no Indian nigh, 
 
 -*- Den nie look Heaven and send up cry, 
 
 Upon my knees so low; 
 Den God on high in shining- place, 
 Se me in night wid teary face, 
 
 De priest he tell me so. 
 
 2 He send Tie angel take me care. 
 He ccme Heself to hear me prayer, 
 
 If Indian heart do pray; 
 He. see me now» he know me here, 
 He say, poor Indian neber fear, 
 
 Tile wid 30U ni'dit and day. 
 
 3 So me lub God with inside heart, 
 He fi^rht for me, he takes nin part* 
 
HYMN S4. #7 
 
 He sate um life before; 
 Gcd lub poor Indian in de vvoftd, 
 Den me lub God, and dat he good. 
 
 Me pray him two time more. 
 
 HYMN 34. P. M. 
 Nothing true but Heaven. 
 
 1 ts "iHIS world is all a fleeting show; 
 
 -fl- For man's illusion given, 
 The smiles of joy, the tears of wo, 
 Deceitful shine, deceitful Iioav; 
 There's notliing irtie but hcuven. 
 
 2 Poor wand'rers of a stormy day. 
 
 From wave to wave are driven. 
 And fancy's flash and I'eason's ray, 
 Serve but to light us on lbs way ; 
 
 There's nothing calm but heaven. 
 
 3 And false the light on glory's pluma 
 
 As fading hues at even ; 
 And genius' bud and beauty's bloom' 
 Are blossoms gathered for the tomb ; 
 
 There's nothing bright but heaven. 
 
 4 And where's the hand held out to cheer 
 
 The heart with anguish riven ; 
 Fctt- sorrows, &ighs, and trouble's tear. 
 Have never found a refuce here ; 
 
 There's nothing kind but heaven. 
 
 6 In vain do mortals sfgh for bliss. 
 Without their sins forgiven ; 
 True pleasure, everlasting peace. 
 Are Gi)!y found in God's free grace; 
 There's notliiag gccd but heaven^ 
 4 
 
©8 HYMN S3. 
 
 6 From such as walk in witiJoni'e road. 
 
 Corroding fears are driven ; 
 They're wasb'd in Christ's atoning blood. 
 Enjoy communion with their God, 
 
 And find their xoay tu heaven. 
 
 HYMN 35. L. M. 
 
 The Heavenly School-master. 
 
 1 /^ OiME, O my friends, wheie t'er you be. 
 Vy Come, will you go to sri>ool with me? 
 Christ Jesus is my Master's name, 
 Come, deafand dumb, come, blind and lame 
 
 CHORUS. . 
 
 So heart and hand, to heaven we will go. 
 Glory be to God w ho reigns on high. 
 Yes, hand in hand to heaven we will go. 
 
 2 His school book is the Scripture true, 
 His lessons are forever new ; 
 
 His^ scholars they are all agreed. 
 It is a blessed school indeed. 
 
 3 My Master learns the blind to see, 
 
 O come, ye blind, this srhool is free ; 
 He also learns the lame to walk, 
 The deaf to hear, the dumb to talk. 
 
 4 My Master learns the deaf to hear, 
 O come, ye deaf, and lend an ear 
 Unto my Master's pleasant voice. 
 He'll make your mourning souls rejoice. 
 
 6 fTe learns tlieswearing man to j)ray, 
 Come, ye profane, without delay ; 
 F'e'U ciisnge your tongue to praise his name, 
 A 'id spread abroad the Blaster's fame. 
 
 C Come, brethren dear, who are at school. 
 Let not the Chrittian play the fool ; 
 
*Ti3 biEst for all to mind their bcok. 
 Who have all sinful ways forsook. 
 
 T'When this frail tenement shall die, 
 Then we shall lay our school-book by; 
 To reign with Master Jesus then, 
 Glory to God, glory. Amen. 
 
 HYMN 30. P. M. 
 
 1 A MONG the Judah captives, 
 ■^*- One Daniel there was found* 
 Whose unexampled piety 
 
 Astonish'd all around ; 
 They saw him very pious. 
 
 And faithful to the Lord, 
 Three times a day he bowed. 
 
 To supplicate his God. 
 
 2 Among the king's high princes, 
 
 This Daniel was the first, 
 The king preferr'd this Hebrew 
 
 For wisdom he possess'd ; 
 And now his high preferment 
 
 Occasion 'd jealousy, 
 The princes sought his ruin, 
 
 Obtain'd a firm decree : 
 8 If any man or woman 
 
 A supplication bring. 
 For thirty days ensuing. 
 
 Excepting to the king, 
 To any lord or monarch. 
 
 Or any other man. 
 They should, Avithout distinction, 
 
 Fall in the lions' den. 
 
«0 HYillN 36. 
 
 4 And new when David knew it. 
 
 Into Ills house he went. 
 To beg his God's protection 
 
 Is now his whole intent; 
 His windows being open, 
 
 Before his God he bo\ii*d, 
 The princes were assernbkd. 
 
 And saw him worship God. 
 
 5 They came to king Darius, 
 
 And spake of his decree, 
 Saying, " This Hebrevv Daniel 
 
 Doth nothing care for thee : 
 Before his God he boweth 
 
 Three tiujes in every day, 
 With ail his windows open, 
 
 And we have heard him pray.*' 
 t Now when Darius knew it, 
 
 liis soul did sore lament ; 
 His heart was set on Daniel, 
 
 The sentence to prevent : 
 The princes then assembled, 
 
 And to the king they said, 
 " Hemember your great tionor, 
 
 Likewise the law you made.'* 
 7 The king he then commanded, 
 
 That Daniel should be brought, 
 And ca^'t into the lions' den, 
 
 Because iiis God besought ; 
 The king then said to Daniel 
 
 " The God whom you adore. 
 Will save you from the lions' rage 
 
 And bless you evermore." 
 
KYr.ix se. 61 
 
 ^8 The kin.^ went to his palace, 
 
 And fasted all the night, 
 He neither eat nor slept, 
 
 No music could dolight ; 
 Then early the next morning, 
 
 lie starred on his way, 
 And came unto the lions' den. 
 
 Where this bold Hebrew lay. 
 9 Then with the voice of mourning, 
 
 To Daniel cry'd aloud, 
 Saying, "Daniel, O Daniel ! 
 
 Thou servant of the Loid 1 
 Is not thy God sufficient 
 
 For to deliver thee. 
 The God v^'honi thou dost worship 
 
 And serve continually?" 
 
 10 '* My Lord hns sent hi? ai.gel 
 
 And shut the lions' jaw. 
 So that they have not hurt me. 
 
 My innocence they saw." 
 The king he then commanded 
 
 To take him fron) the den, 
 Because in God he tru:-ted, 
 
 No har;n wls f»«nd in him, 
 
 11 See how this righteous Daniel 
 
 Fear'd not the face of clay, 
 Not all the king's commandments 
 
 Could make him ce;;se to pray: 
 He knew that God was with him. 
 
 To save his soul f.om death, 
 He trusted in Jehovah, 
 
 And pray'd at every breath. 
 
«9 HYMN 36. 
 
 12 The king he then commanded 
 
 Those wretches to be brought, 
 Wlio had with so much boldness. 
 
 The life of Daniel sought ; 
 On women, men, and children. 
 
 The sentence being past. 
 Among the angrv lions, 
 
 Those sinners ihey were cast, 
 
 13 The lions rush'd with vengeance 
 
 Upon those wicked men. 
 And tore them all in pieces, 
 
 Ere to the ground they came. 
 Thus God will save his children 
 
 Who put their trust in hira, 
 And punish their offenders 
 
 With agonies extreme. 
 
 14 Now Daniel's God is gracious 
 
 To all his children dear; 
 He gives them consolation, 
 
 And tells them not to fear ; 
 He's prorais'd to protect them. 
 
 And bring them safe to dwell 
 Eternally in heaven, 
 
 And dooms hig foes to hell. 
 ,15 Hark ! sinners, hear the gospel. 
 
 That says to you, repent. 
 Come try the bleeding Saviour, 
 
 For you his blood was spilt ; 
 He di'd to purchase pardon. 
 
 That we may by his power. 
 Escape the roaring lion. 
 
 That geeks us to devour 
 
HYM>f 87. « 
 
 ^16 O will you be persuaded 
 
 By one that loves you well, 
 To turn and seek Salvation, 
 
 With Christ in heaven to dvvalL 
 Come serve the God of Daniel, • 
 
 'Tis Jesus bids you come, 
 You'll find a hearty welcome 
 
 In Christ the bleeding Lamb„ 
 17 Glory to God, O glory. 
 
 For his redeeniing love, 
 Religion makes us happy. 
 
 And will in worlds above ; 
 We'll sing loud hallelujahs, 
 
 And join the holy song, 
 With Noah, Job, and Daniel,' 
 
 And all the heavenly throng, 
 
 " HYHN 3T. P. M. 
 1 A LMIGirrY love inspire 
 •^^ My soul with sacred fire. 
 And animate desire 
 
 My soul to renew ; 
 I love my blessed Jesus, 
 
 On whom each angel gazes, 
 And symphony increases, 
 Above th' etherird blue. 
 And O give him glory. 
 And 0((|i|e hiin glory, 
 And O give him glory, 
 jJFor glory is his own, 
 ires, you may give him glorj,. 
 And i will ffiva him glory. 
 
64 HYMN 37. 
 
 We'll shout and give him glorr, 
 VVhea we arrive at horn«. 
 
 .2 My tender hearted Jesus, 
 Thy love my soul amaze.?, 
 Thou diedst for to save us, 
 
 When lost and undone. 
 No seraph could redeem us. 
 No angel could retrieve us, 
 No arm could e'er relieve U3, 
 
 But Jesus Christ alone. 
 
 3 In him I have believed, 
 He ha.-! my soul retrieved, 
 From sin he has redeemed 
 
 My soul that was dead : 
 And now Move my Saviour^ 
 ;For I am in his favor, 
 And hope with him forever^ 
 
 The golden streets to tread. 
 
 4 Yet here a while I stay, 
 In hopes of that glad day 
 When I am call'd away. 
 
 To mansions above ; 
 There to enjoy the treasur© 
 ■ Of unconsuming pleasure, 
 And shout in highest measure. 
 Sweet anthemallf love. 
 
 :J5 -In hopes of seeing Jesusj^ 
 When all my conflict cecRsj 
 .To him my love increases, ■^ 
 
 To praise and adore. 
 
niTMK 38. 65- 
 
 Come then, my blessed Saviour^ 
 Vouchsafe to me thy faver, 
 To dwell with thee Ibi^vec, 
 When time is no moi^, 
 is Then in the blooming gaiden 
 Of Eden gain'd by pardon^ 
 Upon the banks of Jordan, 
 
 We'll worship the Lamb ; 
 We'll sing the song of Moses, 
 While Jesus sweet composes 
 A song that never closes, 
 • Of praise to his name. 
 '7 See yonder is the glory. 
 It lies but just before me, 
 And there we'll tell the story 
 
 Of Christ's dying love : 
 And there we shall forever 
 Drink of the flowing river. 
 And ever, ever, ever, 
 Adore God above* 
 
 O there we'll shout glory, 
 O there we'll shout glory, 
 O there we'll shout glory. 
 
 And sing the song of love. 
 And you may give him glory, &.c. 
 
 HYMN^S. C. M. 
 
 I rilHE old Israelites knew what it was tliey 
 A must do, 
 
 If fair Can*ft they would possess, [light, 
 They must still keep in sight of the pillar of 
 Which led on to tlie promised rest- 
 4* 
 
ee HYJiN 3s. 
 
 2 The camps on the road could not he their 
 
 abode, 
 But ns oft as the trumpet should blow, 
 They all glad of a diance of a further advance, 
 Must tiien take up their baggage and go. 
 
 3 I am thuulifu! indeed, for that heavenly hca^, 
 Which lipfore me has hitherto gono ; [move. 
 
 For that pillar of love which still forward doth 
 And will gather our souls into one. 
 
 4 Now the cross bearing throng are advancing 
 
 along, 
 , And a closer communion doth flov/. 
 Now all wiio woull stand on the premised land, 
 Let them take up their crosses and go. 
 
 5 The way is all new, as it opens to view, 
 And behind is a foaming Red Sea ; [leeks. 
 
 So none now need to speak of the onions and 
 Or to talk about garlicks to me. 
 
 6 My mind's in pursuR, I must have the good 
 
 fruit, ^ 
 
 Which in Canaan's rich vallies doth grow^; 
 Although millions of foes should rise up and 
 
 oppose, 
 I will lake up my cross and go. 
 
 7 What though some in the rear should preach 
 
 terror and fear. 
 And complain of the trials they meet : 
 Though the giants befoi* ^vith great fury do 
 
 roar, 
 I'm resolved I'll never retr^t. 
 
 8 We are little 'tis true, and our numbers are 
 
 fe^v. 
 And the sons of old Anak are tall, 
 
EVMN 38. 67 
 
 But -nliile I see track I will never give back. 
 But go on at tlie risk cf my all. 
 
 9 Tlicugli Avliile scatfer'd around in this wil- 
 
 derness ground, 
 . With gned manna awhile we've been fed ; 
 This will always not do, we must rise and go 
 through, 
 Till we feed on the heavenly bread. 
 
 10 Now the morniiig doth dawn for ihe camps 
 
 to move on. 
 And llie priepts with their trumpets do Mow; 
 As the priests give the sound and the trump eta 
 resound. 
 All my scul is exidiirg to go. 
 
 11 On Jordan's near side I can never abide, 
 For no ))lace here of refi'ge I tee, 
 
 Till I come to tlie spot and inherit the lot. 
 Which the Lord God will give unto me. 
 
 12 Now 'tis union I feeek with the pure and 
 
 the meek, 
 So an end to oil discord and strife; [prize, 
 Since I have fix'd mine eyes on the lieavenly 
 I will go, at the risk of my life. 
 
 13 If I am faithful and true, and my journey 
 
 pursue. 
 Till I stand on the heavenly shore, 
 I shall joyfully see what a blessing to me. 
 Was the mortifying cross I bore. 
 
 14 Since these losses are gain, I will never 
 
 complain, 
 , But so long as I'm able to move. 
 With the resolute few. I'm resolv'd to go thro' 
 Til! I reach the fair Canaan above. 
 
68 H\'MX S9. 
 
 15 All my honorb and wealth, all my pietism 
 ^ ures and health, 
 
 I am willing should now be at stake ; [jaiu 
 If rriy Christ I obtain, I shall think it great 
 For the sacrifice which I shall make. 
 
 16 When 1 all have forsook, like a bubble 
 
 'twill look, 
 From the midst of a glorified throng. 
 Where all losses aie gain, Avhere each sorrow 
 and pain 
 Are exchang'd for the conqueror's song. 
 HYMN 39. P. M. 
 
 1 /T^ OME and taste along with me 
 \j The weary pilgrim's consolation. 
 Boundless mercy running free, 
 
 The earnest of complete salvation. 
 Joy and peace in Christ I find, 
 My heart to him is all resign'd. 
 The fulness of his pow'r I prove. 
 And all my soul's dissuiv'd in love ; 
 Jesus is the pilgrim's portion, 
 Love is boundless as the ocean. 
 
 2 When the world and flesh would rise, 
 
 And strive to draw me tVom my Saviour, 
 Strangers slight, or foes despise, 
 
 I then more highly prize his favor. 
 Friends, believe me when I tell. 
 If Christ is present, a1I is Avell ; 
 The world and flesh in vain would rise; 
 I all their efforts do despise ; 
 In the world I've tribulation, 
 But in Christ sweet consolatioij. 
 
 3 When I'm in the house of prayer, 
 
 I find bim in the congregation j 
 
Hl'MN S9. to 
 
 Music sweet unto iny ear 
 , Is the sweet sound of free salvation. 
 Joy and peace from Jesus flow, 
 I lo\r my God and brethren so ; 
 I join and ping and shout aloud. 
 And disregard the gazing rrowd; 
 Glorious them3 of exultation ! 
 Jesus Christ is my salvation. 
 
 4 Worldlings hold me in disdain, 
 
 Because I slight their carnal pleasure : 
 All in this that gives me pain, 
 
 Is that thsy slight a noble treasure, 
 But among them, bless the Lord, 
 Theresa some that tremble at his word; 
 And this doth joy to me impart. 
 To think the Lord has reach'd their heart : 
 O the praise to God be giv'n. 
 Peace on earth and crowns in heaven. 
 6 Why should I regard the frowns 
 
 Of those who mock^ deride and slight mel 
 Soon I'll lie beneath the ground, 
 
 Beyond the reach of those who hate me. 
 Toil and pain and suff'rings o'er, 
 I'll gain that blissful happy shore; 
 And with the shining host above, 
 I'll sing and shout redeeming love ; 
 Pleasures there beyond expreision. 
 Ever flow in sweet succession, 
 6 When I hear the pleasing sound 
 
 Of vveeping mourners just converted, 
 The d<iad's alive, the lost is found. 
 
 The Lord lias heal'd the broken hearted^ 
 When I join to sing his praise, 
 Mv heart in holy raptures raise : 
 
10 HYMN 39/ 
 
 I view Immaiuiel'ti land afar, " ^ 
 I shout and wish my spirit there. 
 Glory, honor and salvation, 
 What I feel is past expression. '^^■ 
 t Mourners, see yuur Saviour stand. 
 
 Witli arms extended to rec ive you; 
 See! he spreads his I)ieediug hands, 
 
 Come, venture on him^ he'll relieve you ' 
 Cast your doubts and fears aside, 
 The door of inercy opens u ide, 
 Tlic fountain flows that j-aves from sin, 
 Come., now beiiev:^ ■.v:-A enter in ; 
 Don't distrust your blessed Saviour, 
 Nov/ belieie and live forever. 
 3 Sinners, you may mock and scorn, 
 
 Your moments lost will be lamented] 
 When the judgment hasteris on. 
 
 When you will wish you had repented; 
 When Death with its embraces cold, 
 Will soon your mortal bodies hold; 
 Your pleasuies then will take their flight. 
 And down you'll sink to endless night. 
 While you're of that guilty number, 
 , Your damnation doth )iot slujiiber. 
 9 Come, poor sinners, go with me, 
 
 My heirt's enlarged to receive you; 
 Slight not mercy offer 'd free, 
 
 O ! venture on him, he'll relieve you 5 
 But if you offei'd gi-ace refuse, 
 And still the way of folly choose. 
 Unhappy souls, yoijr guilt and blood 
 Will rest on your defenceless tierids ; 
 Darkness, torment, pain and sorrov/^, 
 Hay be yours before to-mcrrow. 
 
HYMN 40, 41. 71 
 
 HYMN 40. P. M, 
 
 GLORY to Got] that I have found the pearl 
 of my salvation. 
 
 We're marching through Jnimaniiers ground, 
 jip to our heavenly station, 
 
 And I'm resolvod to foilow on, and never to 
 forsake him, 
 
 I'll always keep the narrow ^vay, till I do 
 oveitake him. 
 
 2 Fear not, says Christ, ye little flock, heirs 
 of immortal glory, 
 
 You've built upon the surest rock, the king- 
 dom lies before you ; 
 
 Fight on, fight on, ye lieii's of bliss, and tell 
 t'ae pleasing story, • Wi 
 
 I'm always with my little fiocit, and I'llbring 
 them home to glory. 
 
 HYMN 41. P.M. 
 
 BRETIlREiX, we are met for worship. 
 To adore the Lord our God ; 
 Will you pray with all your power. 
 
 While we wait upon the Lord 1 
 All is vain unless the Spirit 
 
 Of the Holy One comes down ; 
 Brethren, pray, and heavenly manna 
 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 2 DoiVt you see poor sinners round yoUj 
 
 Slnmb'ring on tlie brink of wo ? 
 Death is coming, liell is ir.oving, 
 
 Ca.) you bear to let lliem go 1 
 See your fathers, and your mothers. 
 
 And your children sinking down — 
 Brethren, pray with all your power, 
 
 And the blessing will come down. 
 
72 HYMN 42; 
 
 3 Don't you see the poor backsliders, . 
 Who were once near heaven's door 1 
 
 But they've Avander'd from the Saviour/ 
 And are worse than heretofore. ' 
 
 But the Saviour offers pardon, 
 If they will to him return ; 
 
 Brethren, pray with all your power. 
 And the blessing will come down. 
 
 4 Sisters, Avill you join and help us, 
 Closes' sister helped him ; 
 
 Will you seek the trembling mourners 
 Who are struggling hard with sin '? 
 
 Tell them all about the Saviour, 
 Tell them that he will be found; 
 
 Sisters, pray with all your power. 
 And the blessing will come down. 
 
 5 Let us love the Lord supremely. 
 Let us love each other too ; 
 
 Let us love and pray for sinners, 
 Till the Lord creates them new. 
 
 Soon he'll call us home to glory, 
 At his table we'll sit down : 
 
 Christ will gird himself and serve us 
 With heavenly manna all around. 
 
 HY3IN 42. L. M. 
 
 1 T LOVE my Lord, I love his lawa, 
 A I love religion's blessed cause; 
 
 I love his faithful children too, 
 I love his precious will to do. 
 
 2 I love this narrow happy way, 
 I love to watch, I love to pray; 
 
 I love the crown, I love the cross, 
 1 love the "old without the dross. 
 
HYMN 4S, 44 75 
 
 :8 I love to shout, I love to sing, 
 I love to praise my heavenly King ; 
 I love my Lord, 1 know I do, 
 I love the souls that he loves too. 
 
 4 I love his saints that are below, 
 I love the precious sinner too; 
 
 I love those that have gone before, 
 I love my Jesus more and more. 
 
 HYxHN 43, L. M. 
 
 1 T OOK unto mp, the Saviour cries, 
 M-J Look, sinners, look with steadfast eyesj 
 
 "Look, for in me your help is found, 
 Look, here's a bahn for every wound. . 
 
 2 Look unto me, your souls are mine. 
 Lock, here is living bread and wine; 
 Look, all ye souls who fsar my name. 
 Look unto me, I bore your shaR:ie. 
 
 5 Look unto me, and me alone, 
 Look, see your Father on the throne ; 
 Look now, while I inviting stand. 
 Look, here's eternal life in hand. 
 
 4 Look, saints, look, sinners, and adore ; 
 Look, and be juyful evermore ; 
 Look, here'r yonr prophet, priest, and kinj. 
 Look, and complete salvation sing. 
 
 HYMN 44. S. M. 
 
 1 rSlHE night is past and gone, 
 
 -*- The morning light appears ; 
 ;Whea shall I see that inward morn, 
 That end of doubts and fears. ; 
 
.?4 HYMN 4o. 
 
 2 My nights and days do fly 
 Like lightning through the airj 
 
 Or like a weaver's shuttle swift, 
 Or like a nimble hare. 
 
 3 And still, O Lord, I stray 
 Continually ft'oiii thee ! 
 
 O give me grace to walk the roa<3 
 Of spotless purity. 
 
 4 And if my life is spar'd 
 Another fleeting day, 
 
 may I better be prepar'd 
 To leave this house of clay, 
 
 •* 
 HYMN 45. L. M. 
 
 1 nn 0-DAY, if you will hear his voice, 
 
 A Now is the tiine to make your choics. 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go 1 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no"? 
 
 2 Say, will you be forever blest, 
 And with this? glorious Jesiis rest ? 
 Will you be saved from guilt and pain 1 
 Will you with Christ forever reign 1 
 
 3 jMake now your choice and halt no more, 
 For now he's waiting lor the poor ; 
 Say now, poor souls, what will you do ] 
 Say will you have this Christ or nol 
 
 4 Once more I ask you in his uamt", 
 
 1 know bis love remains t!ie same; 
 Say, will you to Mount Zion go"? 
 Say, will you have this Christ or no I 
 
 5 Ye dear young men, for ruin bound, 
 Amidst the Gospel'agoyful sounJ, 
 
HYMN 40. 75 
 
 Come, go with us, ari'l yon shall prove 
 The joys of Clirist's redeeming love. 
 
 6 Your sport', and all your glittering toys, 
 Compar'd with our celestial joys, 
 Like momentary dreams appear. 
 Come, go with us, your souls are dear. 
 
 7 Or must we leave you hound to hell, 
 Resolv'd with devils there to dwell ? 
 Still we will Weep, lament and cry, 
 That God may change you ere you die. 
 
 8 Young ladies, now we look to you; 
 Are you resolv'd to perish too 1 
 To rush ii! carnal pleasures on, 
 
 ■^Jf And sink in flaming rivers downT 
 
 9 Then, blooming friends, a long farewell ; 
 We're bound to heaven, but you to hell; 
 Still God may hear us while we pray. 
 And change you ere the burning day. 
 
 10 Come, ye that love the blessed Lord, 
 And feel redemption in his blood. 
 Let's watch and pray, and travel on, 
 Till Jesus comes to call us home. 
 
 11 A few more days, and we shall go 
 From all our cares and foes below ; 
 In shouts of triumph we shall fly, 
 And dwell with Christ eternally. 
 
 HIMIN 46. P. I\I. 
 
 OCOME, my lovmg neig-hbors, will you 
 go to glory with me ; 
 ^ I long to go to heaven to ray long sought rest. 
 
 come, poor mourning sinners, will you go to 
 
 glory with me "? 
 
 1 long to go to heaven to ray long sought re^t 
 
T8 HYMN 47. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 For the Jii Igmcnt Day is rolling round, rolling 
 voi'iitl, rolliiifr round ! ■■.,^ 
 
 Fcr the Judgment Day is roiling rcund, make 
 ready, Jet us go ! 
 
 2 O come, my loving brethren, will you go to 
 
 glory will) ine ] 
 I long to go to heaven to .my long sought rest. 
 
 come my loving sisters, will you go to glory 
 
 with me ? 
 
 1 long to go to heaven to my long sought rest. 
 
 For the Judgment Day, &c. 
 
 3 Metbinks I hear young converts say, they'll 
 
 goto glory with me; 
 I long to go to heave-.i to my long sought rest. 
 Melhiiiks I hear old pilgrims say, they'll go 
 
 to glory with me ; 
 I long to go to heaven to my long sought rest. 
 For (he Judgment Day, &c. 
 
 4 Kirg Jesus is my Captain— will you go to 
 
 glory with me, 
 I long to go to hetlven to my long sought rest. 
 I know 1 do feel happy — will you go to glory 
 
 with me ] 
 I long to go to h!::iven to my long sought rest. 
 For the Judgment Day, &c. 
 
 5 Methinks I hear my father say, he'll go to 
 
 glory with me, — 
 I long to go to heaven to my long sought rest. 
 Methinks I hear my motlier say, she'll go tp 
 
 glory with me, — 
 I long to go to heaven to my long sought rest. 
 For tlie Judgment Day, kc. 
 
EYMN 47. 77 
 
 ■6 By feith r see the CiY?/ — will y6u 50 to 
 
 glory will: me ? 
 I long to go to lieaveu to my long songlit rest. 
 Metliinks I hear them singing, — will you go to 
 
 g'ory with me *? [rest! 
 
 may we all go with them to our long sought 
 
 For the Judgment Day, &.c. 
 
 HYMN 47. C. M. 
 The Chrisfian uniform. 
 
 1 "FOREST uniform Clirist's soldiers are, 
 mJ' When duty calls abroad ; 
 
 Not purchas'd at their cost or care. 
 But by their Prince bestow'd: 
 
 2 Christ's soldiers eat the bread of life, 
 
 Wear regimental dress, 
 'Tis heavenly white, and fac'd with red j 
 
 Christ is our righteousness. 
 D A bright and sightly robe it iij. 
 
 And to the soldier dear ; 
 No rose can learn to blush like this. 
 
 Or lily lock so fair. 
 
 4 'Tis wrought by Jesus' f^kilful hand. 
 
 And stain'd in hiy own blood; 
 It makes the angels gaze and stand. 
 To view this robe of God. 
 
 5 'Tis of one piece, and wove throughout 
 
 So curiously, there's none 
 Can dress uj) in this uniform, 
 Till Jesus puts it on. 
 
 6 This vesture never wears old. 
 
 No spot thereon can fall ; 
 It makes the solaiers brii-k and bcldj 
 And dutiful withal. 
 
73 HYMN 48. 
 
 7 No art of man can weave this robe, 
 'Tis of such mixture fine ; 
 Nor can the worth of all this globe. 
 By purchase make it mine. 
 S Christs' soldiers, d rest up in this robe. 
 In order march along ; 
 Christ Jesus is our leader now, 
 And conscience beats the drum. 
 
 9 Lord, dress us in this robe each. day, 
 
 And it M'ill hide our shame ; 
 It makes us fight 'gainst sin, and pray 
 And bless our Captain's name. 
 
 10 The trumpet sounds by Christ's command, 
 
 A long and joyful sound ; 
 The soldiers shout and praise their King, 
 And spread his fame around. 
 
 HYMN 48. P. M. 
 
 FIRST PART. 
 
 1 TP|ON'T you see my Jesus coming'? 
 
 3-^ Don't you see him in yon cloud 1 
 With ten thousand angels round him. 
 
 See how they do my Jesus crowd. 
 
 Well-beloved, blessed Saviour, 
 Well-beloved Priest and King ! 
 
 Glory to the dying Saviour, 
 For us he did salvation bring. 
 
 2 Don't you see his arms extended 7 
 
 Don't you hear his charming voice T 
 Each good heart beats high for glorj', 
 Ob ! my Jesus is my choice. 
 
 Well-beloved, ^c 
 
HYMN 48. ^^ 
 
 S Don't you see the saints ascending 1 
 Hear them shoutins: through (he air ! 
 
 Jesus smiling, truin/)ets sounding, 
 Now his glory {hey shall share. 
 
 Well-beloved, fyc. 
 
 4 Don't you see the heavens o|)en ! 
 And the saints in glory there ; 
 
 Shouts of triumph bursting round you. 
 Glory, glory, glory, here I 
 
 IVell-beloved, ^c. 
 
 5 Coijie, backsliders, iho' y<^n've pierc'd him. 
 And have caus'd his church to mourn; 
 
 Yet you may regain free pordon, 
 If you will to him return^ 
 
 Well-beloved, ^y:. 
 
 6 Now behold each loving spirit, 
 Shoyt the praise of his dear wame, 
 
 View the smiles of their dear Jesus, 
 AVhiie his presence feeds the flame. 
 
 ]V ell-beloved, ^'c. 
 
 7 There we'll range the fisld of pleasure, 
 By our dear Redeemer'is side; 
 
 Shouting glory, glory, glory, 
 While eternal ages glide. 
 
 Well-beloved, fyc. 
 
 HYMN 48,. P. M. 
 
 SECOND PAKT- 
 
 1 "ORETHHEN, see my Jesus coming. 
 
 - _1_* See him come in yonder cloud, 
 With ten thousand angels round him, 
 
 . How they do my Jesus crowd. 
 i I will rise and go and meet him, 
 And embrace him in my arqis ; 
 
so HYxMN 49. 
 
 In the arms of my dear Jesus, 
 O there are ten thousand charnis. 
 
 3 Death shall not destroy my comfort, 
 Christ shall guard me thro' the gloom, 
 
 Down he'll send some heavenly consort 
 To convey my spirit home. 
 
 4 Jordan's stream shall ne'er overflow me. 
 While my Saviour's by my side; 
 
 Canaan, Canaan lies before me, 
 
 Soon I'll cross the swellinfr tide. 
 li. . . 
 
 5 See the happy spirits waiting 
 
 On the banks beyond the stream. 
 Sweet responses still repeating, 
 Jesus, Jesus is their theme. 
 
 6 See ! they whisper ! hark ! they call me ^ 
 Sister spirit, come away ! 
 
 Lo, I come, earth can't contain me ! 
 Hail, ye realms of endless day. 
 
 7 Worlds of light and crov.as of gloiy, 
 Fai' above yon azure sky • 
 
 Though by taith I now explore ye, 
 I'll enjoy you soon on high. 
 
 8 Soon I'll gain a full possession. 
 Faith and hope shall thenceforth cease. 
 
 Lost in love's exiiaustless ocean. 
 Love, that brightest, sweetest grace. 
 
 9 Swiftly roll, ye lingering hours I 
 Sefajli^, lend your glittering v.ings! 
 
 Love absorbs my ransom'd powers. 
 Heavenly sounds around me ring. 
 
 10 Worlds above are bright and glorioaa. 
 All beneath is dark and Toid : 
 
 Conquest gain'd, I'll shout victcrioua ! 
 In tlie praises of my God.- 
 
EYMN 50, Si 
 
 tl Smiling angels now ^urroi'nd me. 
 Troops resplendent fill the skies. 
 
 Glory shining ail around me, 
 Wliile my towering spirit flies. 
 
 12 Jesus clad in dazzling splendor, 
 Now meiliinks appears in view : 
 
 Bretlneii, conlJ you soe inv Jfsns, 
 You would love and serve him too. 
 
 HYMPf 50. P. M. 
 
 i "fJi'OW lost was my condition, 
 J^-*- Till Jesus matle me whole ! 
 There is but or.e Physician 
 
 Can cure the sin sick soul. 
 Next door to death he found me. 
 
 And snatch"d me from the gravoj 
 To tell to all around me, 
 
 His wondnlus power to slve, 
 2 The worst of all diseases 
 
 Is light comparM to sin ; 
 On every part it seizes, 
 
 But rages most within. 
 'Tis palsy, plague and fever. 
 
 And madness, all combia'd. 
 And none but a believer 
 
 The least relief can find. 
 
 8 Froin men, great skill professing, 
 J thought a cure to gain: 
 But this prov'd more distressing! 
 
 And added to my pain. 
 Some said that nothing ail'd me* 
 Some gave me up for losti 
 5 
 
Thn» 9v''7j refuge CdWd me, 
 And all my hopes were crosa'tJ 
 
 4 At lentjfh, this great Physician 
 
 (liovv matchless is his gtace !> 
 Accepted my petition. 
 
 And GBdertook my case. 
 He save m.c sight to view him. 
 
 For sin my eyes had serd'd : 
 ThfrH bade me look imlo him ! 
 
 I look'd and I was heal'd. 
 
 5 A risen, living Jesus, 
 
 Seen by the eye of Faith, 
 At once froui daijger frees us, 
 
 Ar\d saves the soul from death - 
 Came then, to this Physician, 
 
 His help he'li f.eely give; 
 Ke make*? no hard condition, 
 'Tis only look and live. 
 IiY3IN 51. P. M. 
 The neio Jerusalem. 
 I X^riTH pleasure beholdj 
 
 ' ^ The city of gold, 
 Kow beautiful, lovelv, and bright i 
 Coming down frmn above. 
 In its beauty and love. 
 Adorned with glory and light ;. 
 Prepar'd as a bride,' 
 For Lnmanuers side ; 
 Let angels rejoice at the sight : 
 Jeru.«alem new 
 Its glory doth shew, 
 Tha wisdom of God and his ruight 
 
HYMN 51, 83 
 
 2 Its walls great and high. 
 Behold it with jov, 
 
 Think of it, ye ?aint>, with delight; 
 
 Behold its found alion, 
 
 Wiih great admiration, 
 With precioos stones garnished bright; 
 
 It lieth four square, 
 
 A golden reed there, 
 With angels to measure it right; 
 
 Consider with pleasure. 
 
 Its equal iu measure. 
 Its length, breadth and height are alike 
 
 3 Twelve angels there wait, 
 At twelve holv gates, 
 
 The righteous rejoice when they enter; 
 
 For they will behold 
 
 A city of gold, 
 The tree of life in the centre; 
 
 There proceeds from the throne 
 
 Of the king whom they own, 
 A river, of water of life; 
 
 As crystal it's clear. 
 
 As wine it doth cheer 
 The heart of the bride, the Lamb's wif*, 
 
 4 There those who do well. 
 With Jesus shall dwell, 
 
 For ever and ever in peace: 
 
 They need not the moon. 
 Nor the biight shining son, * 
 
 Id 60 glorious and holy a place, 
 God's glory \^i'l shine. 
 And give light divine; 
 
84 HYMrv 52. 
 
 Therefore it will never be ri^ht; 
 
 V/hat raptures nre there! 
 
 All heaven will share, 
 It's perfectly filled with light. 
 
 5 The saints there shall reign, 
 With the Lamb that was slain/ 
 
 The face of their King they will see; 
 
 There standing befDro him 
 
 To love and adore him. 
 His names in their foreheads will be. 
 
 Gre;:t joy will be there, 
 
 The righ.teous will share, 
 While angels their voices are raisiog, 
 
 How pleasant the singing, 
 
 Melodiously ringing, 
 While saints are in haruiooy praisingo 
 
 6 How pleasant their singing, 
 ]\ielodioi!s ringing. 
 
 Ail praising with cheerfullest voice.?, 
 
 What melodious Kounds 
 
 Are echoing round, 
 While each in that city repiceg. 
 
 How rich and how gre it, 
 
 Kovv good and complete, 
 That city which God will prepyrs. 
 
 How pure and how holy. 
 
 And fall of briglit glory, 
 How beautiful, lovely and fair. 
 
 HYI>IN 53. C. M. 
 1 Tl" OW sweet, \\o\v hnav'iily is the sight,- 
 J. JL When those that love the Lord, 
 
In oiis anotiicr's peace delight. 
 And so fulfil his vvurJ. 
 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, 
 And with him bear a part; 
 When sorrow ilows from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 8 Wlien free from envy, scorn and pride, 
 Our wicbes "dl above; 
 Each can his brother's f;»iiings hide. 
 And L-ho'.v a brother's love. 
 
 4 V»'hon love in one dJightfol stream, 
 
 T hrongh every bosom /lows; 
 When union ewcet and deur esteem, 
 In every action glows. 
 
 5 Love is the golden chain that binds 
 
 The happy sonis tibovc: 
 And he'ri an heir of heaven that iinds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 HYMN 53. ■!,. M. 
 
 1 f^ OME, ye that love tl|; Lord indeed 
 \y Who are I'rom sin and bondage fi^. 
 Submit to all the ways of God, 
 
 And walk the narrow happy road. 
 
 CHoaus. 
 IVc^re all united heart and kand, 
 
 Join'd in one hand compleiely; 
 We're marching thro'' Immar.iiel's la. 
 
 Where the waters fioxo most sweet. 
 
 2 G'-eat tribulations you shall meet, 
 But soon shall walk the golden street. 
 Though hell may rage and vent its spitte, 
 Xet thrist will save his hc^arl's delight. 
 
 JVe're all united, fyc. 
 
Se FH'MN 54. 
 
 3 Tliat happy day will soon appear, 
 When Gabriel's trumpet you tiltall hear 
 Sound through the earth, yea down to hall. 
 To call the nations great and small. 
 
 JVe're all united, fyc. 
 
 4 Behold the earth in burning flames, 
 The trumpet loudly still proclaims 
 
 The world must come and hear her doora. 
 The separation now is come. 
 
 We're all united, fyc. 
 
 5 Behold the righteous marching home. 
 The angels smile and bid them come. 
 While Christ the Judge their joy proclaims, 
 " Here comes my saints : I own their names. 
 
 We^re all united, fyc. 
 
 6 Ye everlasting gates, fly wide, 
 Make ready to receive my bride j 
 Ye harps of heaven sound aloud, 
 Here cojnes the purcliase of my blood." 
 
 We''re all united, fyc, 
 
 7 In grandeur see the royal line, 
 "Whose glitt'ring robes the sun outshine. 
 While saints anrl angels join in one. 
 And march in splendor to tlie throne. 
 
 We're all united, Sfc. 
 
 8 They stand in wonder and: look on. 
 They join in one eternal song, 
 -Their great redeemer to admiie, 
 While rapture sets their souls on fire. 
 
 We're all united, ^'C 
 
 HY^IN 54. P. M. 
 
 1 ^^UR souls by love together knit, 
 v-F Cemented, mixt in one. 
 
HTIvLN 54. «7 
 
 ;One hope, one heart, one mind, one roice, 
 
 'Tis lieiuen <jn oailh btguo. 
 Our hearts have })nni'd wliile Jesus spake. 
 
 And g^o.v'd with sacred firv ; 
 He sLuup'd, aiiu tal.\.'d5 an ! ted, asiJ bluss'J, 
 
 A:id idl'd tli' eiil-irj^ed d sire. 
 
 CHOKI.T.S. 
 
 " A Saviour r' let erect' ■}■> sin;^^ 
 
 " A Saviottr!-'' let all heaven ring! 
 
 He's God with us, ice feel him oure, 
 
 His fulness on our souls he pours, 
 
 ' Tis almost done, 'tis almost o'er. 
 
 We're following tlicm loho're gone beforej; 
 
 JVe soon shall meet to part no more. 
 
 2 The little cloud iiicreases still; 
 The heavens are big with rain : 
 
 We hat^te to catch the teeming show'r. 
 
 And all its moisture drain ; 
 A rill, a stream, a torient flows ! 
 
 But pour a mighty flood ; 
 Oh ! sweep the nations, shake the earth. 
 
 Till all proclaim thee God. 
 
 A Saviour, fye. 
 
 3 And when thou m:ik'st thy jewels up. 
 And sertt'st thy starry crown ; 
 
 When ;dl thy sparkling goms sludl shina, 
 
 Prot:laim'd by thee, thine own. 
 May we the little band ol' lo\e, 
 
 VVe pinners savM bj- grace ; 
 From glory into glory chang'd. 
 
 Behold thee lace to face I 
 
 A Saviour, ^<j. 
 
Sa HY.MX 55, 56. 
 
 nryiN 55. p. M. 
 
 1 I^V EAR friends, for a week we must part,^ 
 JLr Another sweet Class-MeetiDg's gonej. 
 While absent unitet! in heart — 
 
 Our interests are blended in one. 
 Each other's afflictions we t^hare. 
 
 And bear them all up to the throne j 
 Agreed in the spirit of })ravf!r. 
 
 To meet every day about noon. 
 
 2 O Jesus, our centre and source ! 
 
 Let brothei'ly love keep us one. 
 To in-ge will) unanimous force. 
 
 The ark of the Covenant on; 
 May each of us actively strive 
 
 To gather poor sinners to God, 
 And laboi- thy v.'ork to revive. 
 
 By spreading religion abroad. 
 
 3 Our leader, O Lord ! do thou lead» 
 
 That he may lead us unto thee; 
 To us make him useful indeed, 
 
 And light in thy light may he see. 
 O may he not shua to declare 
 
 The cause and effects of thy curse. 
 The counsel ot God without fear. 
 
 That all may quit sin or quit ua. 
 
 HYMN 50. P. M. 
 (HERE is a holy city, 
 A happy world above, 
 Eeyond the starry regions. 
 
 Built by tho God of love: 
 An everlasting temple, 
 
 iUid gair.ts array'd m vrhitSt 
 
HYMN 56. 
 
 They serve their great Redeemer, 
 They dwell with him in hght. 
 
 : That is no world of trouble, 
 
 Tho God of peace is there, 
 He wipes away their sorrows. 
 
 He banishes their care; 
 Their joys are still increasing, 
 
 Their songs are ever new, 
 They praise the eternal Father, 
 
 The Son and Spirit too. 
 
 The meanest child in glory, 
 
 Outshines the radiant sun! 
 But who can speak the splendor 
 
 Of that eternal throne. 
 Where Jesus sits exalted. 
 
 In Godlike majesty? 
 The elders fall before him. 
 
 The angels bend the knee. 
 
 Is this tho man of :?orrows, 
 
 Who stood at Pilate's bar, 
 Gonderan'd by haughty Herod, 
 
 And by his men of war? 
 He seems a mighty conqueror, 
 
 Who spoil'd the powers below, 
 And ransom'd many captives 
 
 From everlasting wo. 
 The hosts of saints around him, 
 
 Proclaim liis works of grace; 
 The patriarchs and prophets, 
 
 And all the godly racej 
 
90 HYMN 5G. 
 
 Who speak of fiery trials 
 And tortures on their wajs 
 
 They came from tribulation. 
 To everlasting day. 
 
 6 Now with a iioiy transport, 
 
 They tell their snifring:, o'er. 
 Their tears and their temptationa, 
 
 And all the pains they bore; 
 They turn and bow to Jesus, 
 
 Who gained their liberty; 
 Amid their fiercest dangers, 
 
 Our lives are hid in thee. 
 
 7 Long time I was invited 
 
 To gain that heav'niy rest; 
 Gr;ice made no hard conditions 
 
 'Twa? only to be bless'd; 
 But earth's bewitching pleasures 
 
 Inclined me long to slay; 
 I sought her dreams and shadows, 
 
 And joys that pass av/ay. 
 
 8 But now it is my purpose 
 
 The better way to find; 
 To serve my great Creator, 
 
 And leave my sins behind; 
 In guilt's seducing mazes 
 
 I will no longer roam; 
 I'll give my soul to Jesus, 
 
 Who brings the ransom'd home= 
 
 9 And what shall be my journey, 
 
 How long r;i stay below, 
 Or what shall be my trials, 
 Are not for me to knowr 
 
HYilN 57. 91 
 
 In every dny of trouble, 
 
 I'll raise ray tbonwhts on ])igh; 
 
 I'll think of tbe bright temple, 
 And crowns above the sky. 
 
 KYMN 57. P. M. 
 
 1 dr\ HARKEi\, sinners, we have rnuse 
 \-y To warn you of your danger,- 
 We p'.-ay be reconciled to him 
 
 Who once lay in a manger. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Ho ! every one that thirsts, 
 
 Comsf ye to the vmters. 
 Freely drink and quench your thirst. 
 
 With Zion's sons and dcvghfers. 
 
 2 The awful God who made your soul, 
 
 And all the world around you, 
 Doth charge you with tea tlioupand crimes,. 
 But hateth to confound v<;u. 
 
 Ho ! ei^ikLone, ^^c. 
 
 3 Come all ye humble, weepiii^^ouls, 
 
 Who long to be forgiv'n, 
 We briiig glad tiding-? unto you 
 From the ^oy^ Lord of iieav'n. 
 
 Ho ! every one, ^'C. 
 
 4 There is a fountain deep and wide. 
 
 For sin and all unc!eai'rje?s, 
 Come drink and wash, and be made whitCj 
 And jjrove the §g?pe! fuiness. 
 
 Jib .' every one, ^'c. 
 
 5 Shall unbelief debar you from 
 
 The knowledge of your Savior'? 
 Believe and you'Jl be justiiicJ„ 
 Brjiieve and live for e«'er. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc 
 
92 FITMN 57. 
 
 6 I'm not surpris'd that saints do siug, 
 Or angels shout and wonder, 
 I would sing glory if I could, 
 As loud as mighty thunder. 
 
 Ho ! every one, ^'C. 
 *7 Poor sinners often laugh and scoff, 
 Because I feing hosanna. 
 But they don't know what this doth meani 
 My soul is eating manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, §*c. 
 
 8 My old companions think rae lost, 
 
 Because I sing hosanna, 
 But they would sing as loud as me, 
 If tliey had tasted manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc. 
 
 9 The cold professors do detest 
 
 Such loud noise and hosanna?; 
 And so did we, before we sought 
 And found this holy manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc. 
 
 10 Wlien on my dying l»d I lie, 
 
 My soul shall sing hosanna, 
 With happy saints that shout around. 
 We'll have a feast of manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, ^c, 
 
 11 A glorious throng have gone before. 
 
 Who sing and shout hosanna. 
 They stand around the tree of life. 
 And always gather manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc. 
 
 12 Come on, ye followers of the Lamb, 
 
 Love God and sing hosanna, 
 We soon shall join the holy throng, 
 And always live on manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, ^'C. 
 
BTMN 53. dS 
 
 HYMN 58. P. M, 
 
 Time is Fleeting Momerdt. 
 
 1 [VffY days, my weeks, my monthi, my 
 ITX years, 
 
 Fly rapid as the tvliirling spheres, 
 
 Around the steady pole; 
 Time like the tide its motion keeps, 
 And I must iaunch tiiroiigh endiess deeps 
 
 Where endless ages rolF. 
 
 2 The grave is near the cradle 5een, 
 How swift the moments pass between^ 
 
 And whisper as they fly, 
 *' Unthinking man, remember this. 
 Though fond of sublunary bliaa, 
 
 That you must groan and die." 
 
 5 My soul attend the solemn call, 
 Thy earthly tent must shortly fall, 
 
 And thou must take thy (light 
 Beyond (he vast extensive blu6. 
 To sing above as angeis do. 
 
 Or sink in endless night. 
 
 4 How great the bliss, how great the Wo^ 
 Hangs on this inch of time below, 
 
 On this precarious breath; 
 The Lord of nature only knows, 
 Whether another year shall close, 
 
 Ere I expire in death. 
 
 6 Long ere the sun lias run his round, 
 I may be buried under ground, 
 
 And there in silence rot. 
 Alas ! an hour may close the scene, 
 And ere twelve months shall roll between. 
 
 My name be quite forgot. 
 
6 But V/ill my soul be ihns extinct, 
 And cease to live v-in^l cease to thirsk 7. 
 
 It cannot, cannot be; 
 IS'o, my imrnorta! cannot die — 
 V/Ijat ui!t tho't do, or uhithsr fly, 
 
 Wlien death sha!! set thee free) 
 
 7 Wii! mercy then hor arms extend, 
 Vrill Jesns be thy gnanliau friend, 
 And heav'n thy dwcHinCT pi»ce 1 
 Or ?hall insulting flenrJs appear, 
 And drajf tiice di.wn to dark despair, 
 Beiov/ the reach of graced 
 S A heav'n or hell, and these abne, 
 Eevond tiie present life are known, 
 
 There is no middle space ; 
 To-day attend the call divine, 
 To-n5orro\v may be none of thine, 
 Or h may be too late. 
 
 9 O dr> not pass thi." as a dream. 
 Vast is the chan<T;>, whate'er it seemj 
 
 To poor nnthinkinjj man : 
 Lord at tlrj' footstool I would bow. 
 Bid coijscience plainly tell me now, 
 
 What it woul.l tell me then. 
 
 10 If in destruc! ion's road I stray, 
 Help me to choose the b(>tter way, 
 
 Tliat lea-Is to joys on liii,^!i ; 
 Thy grace impart, my giiiU forgive, 
 iXor ever let nie dare to live, 
 
 Snch as I dare not die. 
 
 W" 
 
 UYJIN o9. P. M. 
 
 EN Jcscpls his brethren Ivheid, 
 Afilicled and trembling with fearj- 
 
HYMN 59; 9t 
 
 His heart with compassion ivas fi\\*d ; 
 ' . For wettping he could not forbear. 
 ", A\vhi)e liis beliavlour was rough, 
 
 To bring their past sins to their mind j 
 But when they were humbleJ enough, 
 , He hastened to show him^eli kind. 
 2 How little they thought it was he 
 Whom they had ill-treated and Fold ! 
 How great their cniir::-ioii mu^^t be. 
 As soon asliis name iio had t>;ld ! 
 "I'm Joseph your brolher." he said, 
 "And stilt to my heart yon are dear; 
 "You sold rae, and thought I was dead, 
 "But God, for j'^our sakes sent me here." 
 S Though greiU'y disi.resncd before. 
 When charg'd wit'i inn-loiuing the cup. 
 They now wers confounded niucli more, 
 Not one of them durst to look uj). 
 "Can Joseph, whom we would have slain, 
 "Forgive "M t!ie evil we did; 
 "And will !.c -.'".r hous-eholds maintain 1 
 "O til's i: i\ brother indeed !" 
 4 Thus dragg'd by my conscience I came, 
 Atid laden with guilt to the Lord, 
 Surrounded by terror and shame. 
 Unable to utter a v:r>rd. 
 At first he look'd steri; and severe ; 
 What anguish then [)ic>-codmy heart. 
 Expecting each moment to hear 
 The sentence, "Tho i cursed, depart." 
 5 But oh ! what surrrlsv' Avhen lie spoke, 
 While tendernes.i beuia'd in liis face; 
 My heart then to pieces was broke, ' 
 O'erwhehn'd and confounded by grace ;• 
 
98 HY31N 60. 
 
 *'Poor sinner, I know tliee full well, 
 "By thee I v.'as sold and wag" slain ; 
 *'But I died to redeem thee from hell^ 
 "And raise tliee in glory to reign. 
 
 6 "I'm Jesus wliom thou hast blasphem'd 
 "And crucify'd often afresh ; 
 
 "But let me henceforth be esteem'd 
 "Thy brother, thy bone, and thy flesh : 
 "My jiiirdon I freely bestow, 
 "Thy wants I will freely supply; 
 "Tli guide thee, and guard thee below, 
 "And soon will remove thee on high. 
 
 7 "Go publish to sinners around, 
 "That they may be willing to come, 
 "The mercy which now you have founds 
 "And tell <hem that yet there is room." 
 Oh, sinners tl^e message obey ! 
 
 No more vain excuses jjretend ; 
 But come, without further delay. 
 To Jesus, our brother and friend. 
 
 HYMN 60. P. M. 
 
 1 TT^OOR mourning souls, in deep distress^ 
 -fiT Making sad lamentation. 
 
 Find their souls dead in wickedness. 
 
 And under condemnation ; 
 Bright thunderbolts, from Sinai's mount, 
 
 Do sound with loudest terror, 
 Vrhile they nre lost in God's account, 
 
 O'erwhelm'd with grief and sorrow. 
 
 2 Ah, woe is me, that I was born. 
 
 My soul's in grief and trouble; 
 I seek for rest from night till morn, 
 Yet find mv sorrows double* 
 
HYMN 61. 9T 
 
 Saith Satan, Fatal is your state. 
 
 You once might have repented j 
 
 But now you know it k too late. 
 
 So make yourself contented. 
 
 6 How can I live so much distress'd, 
 
 Under this sore temptation 1 
 
 I fear my day of grace is past — 
 
 Loi d hear my lamentation ! 
 For I am weary of my life, 
 
 I long to be forgiven — 
 Come then, dear Savior of the world, 
 And (it my soul for heaven. 
 4 But who is he that looketh forth. 
 
 Just like the blooming morning, 
 i Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, 
 I 'Tis Jesus Clirist adoring : 
 I Jesus can clothe my naked soui, 
 
 Jesus! fur me hath died, 
 ; Anrl now I can with pleasure sing, 
 
 My wants ait- ali supplied. 
 1,6 Now peace, and joy, and love divine, 
 I . Into my soul are fiowing— 
 j My will, O Lord, be lost in thine, 
 j , While through this world I'm going, 
 J And when thou cail'st my soul away, 
 I'll rise and sing in glory ! 
 And join with all the iicav'nlyliosts. 
 An j cast my crown before thee. 
 
 HYMN 61, P. M. 
 
 t The Family Bible. 
 
 'i TTOW painfully plea.* ing the fond vccoU 
 
 M-A. lection 
 
 .Of youthful connections and innocent joy ; 
 i^l^^lieja blest with parental advica and affection, 
 
98 RYMN 61. • 
 
 Surrounded with mercies — with peace from 
 
 on high. 
 The Sc'ats of each offspring as rang'd ou each 
 
 hand ; 
 And that richest of book?, which excell'd eve- 
 ry other, 
 The family Bible which lay on the stand. 
 2 That Bible the volume of God's inspiration, 
 At morn and at evening, could yield us delight] 
 And the prayer of our sire Avas a sweet invo- 
 cation, 
 For mercy by day, and for safety through niglit. 
 Oar hymns of thanksgiving with harmony 
 
 swelling. 
 Ail warm from the hearts of the family band, 
 Half rais'd us from earth to that rapturous i 
 
 dwelling, 
 Described in tlie Bible that lay en the stand — 
 The old foshion'd Bible, the dear blessed Bi- 
 ble, 
 The family Bible which lay on the stand. 
 8 Ye scenes of tranquility, long have we part- 
 ed-; 
 My hopes almost gone — and my parents no 
 
 more. — 
 In sorrow and sadness I live broken hearted, 
 And wander unknown on a far distant shore ! 
 Yet how tan I doubt a. dear Savior's -protec- 
 tion, . 
 Forgetful of gifts from jiis bountiful hand ^ 
 P let me with patiem-e receive his correction^ 
 And think of tlie Bible that lay on the stand— • 
 The old fashion'd Bible, the dear blessed Bi- j 
 
 ble, 
 (The family Bible that lay on the stand. 
 
HYMN C2. es. ^ 99 
 
 HYMN 62. C. M. 
 
 Jacob's Well. 
 
 AT Jacob's well a stranger sought 
 His drooping frame lo cheer ; 
 Samaria's daughter little thought 
 
 That Jacob's God was there. 
 This had she known, her fainting mmd 
 
 For richer draughts had sigh'd 
 Nor had .\!essiah, ever kind, 
 
 That richer draught deny'd. 
 This ancient well, (no glass so true) 
 
 Columbia's image shows ; 
 , Now Jesus goes Columbia through. 
 
 But who the stranger knows ? 
 ; Columbia must this stranger know, 
 i Or soon her loss deplore, 
 Behold the living waters flow, 
 Come drink — and thirst no more. 
 
 IIYMx\ 63. P. M. 
 
 On the Death of a Widow. 
 dT^ IVE glory to Jesus our head, 
 ^JSr With all that encompass his throae^ 
 A widow, a .widow indeed, 
 
 A mother in Israel"? gone ! 
 The winter of trouble is past. 
 
 The storms of aflliction are o'er : 
 Her struggle is ended at last, 
 
 And sorrow and death are no more. 
 The soul hath o'ertaken her mate. 
 
 And caught hiai again in the sky ; 
 
100 HYilN 63. 
 
 Advanc'd to her happy estate. 
 And pleasure that never shall die : 
 
 Where gloriS'd spirits by night 
 Converse in their holy abode, 
 
 As stars in the firmament bright, 
 And pure as the angels of Ciod. 
 
 .8 Infliwn'd with seraphical love, 
 
 CoMibin'd in a luanner unUnown, 
 Not given in marriage above, 
 
 Or given to Jesus alone ; 
 The just, who adajitted by grace, 
 
 That first resurrection attain. 
 With rapture each other embrace, 
 
 And one with the Deity reign. 
 
 4 O heav'n ! what a triumph is there. 
 
 While all in his praises agree, 
 This beautiful character bear, 
 
 And shine with the glory they see ! 
 The glory of God and the Lan;b, 
 
 (VVhile all in t"i)e ecstacy join,) 
 Dart into their spiritual frame, 
 
 And gives the enjoy ivient divine. 
 
 .-5 la loud hallelujahs they sing, 
 
 And harmony echoes his praise ; 
 When lo ! the great celestial King 
 
 Poors out the full light of his face^ 
 The joy, neither angel, nor saint, 
 
 Can bear so ineffably great. 
 But lo ! the whole company faint, 
 
 And heav'u is found— at his feet^ 
 
HYMN 64. 65. 101 
 
 HYMN C4. P. M. 
 
 On ! how I liave longed for tbe coming 
 of God— 
 lud souglu him by praying and searching hj9 
 
 word, 
 ^ith watching and fasting my soul was op- 
 ! press'd, 
 
 for would I give over till Jesus had blesa d. 
 1 The news of his mercy at length I did hear,- 
 k-cording to ijromise he answer'd my prav'r; 
 ind glory js oj;enM in floods on my soul I 
 .salvation from Zion's beginning to roll. 
 f The news of his mercy is spreading abroad. 
 in] skinners come crying and praying to God; 
 riicir iUGurningund praying is heard vtryloudj 
 ind thousands iilid favor in Jesus's blood. 
 I Here's more, my dear Savior, that tail at 
 ' thy feet, 
 
 D|)prcst by a burden enormously gieat, 
 Oh ! raise thein, my Jesus, to tell of thy love. 
 4nd shout hallelujah with angels above. 
 b I'll sing and I'll shout, and I'll shout and I'll 
 
 siivg, 
 p God, make the nations with praises to rmg, 
 With loud acclamations of Jesus's love, 
 
 nd carry us all to the city above. 
 
 ■We'll Wait for his ciiariot, it seems to draw 
 near, 
 jo come, my dear Savior, let glory appear ; 
 iWe long to" be singing and sh.outing above. 
 And with angels o'erwhelm'd in Jesus's love. 
 
 i HYMN 65. P. M. 
 
 I g^ OME all ye weary traveilers^ 
 %.J And let ms join to sing 
 
109 m*MN 65. 
 
 The everlastiDg praises 
 
 Of Jesus Christ our King ; 
 We've had a tedious journey, 
 
 And tiresome it is true ; 
 But see how many dangers 
 
 The Lord hath brought us through. 
 2 At first when Jesus found us, 
 
 He cali'd us unto him ; 
 And pointed out the danger 
 
 Of faihng into sin ; 
 The world, the tlesh, and Satan, 
 
 Will prove a fatal snare ; 
 Unless we do reject them, 
 
 By faith and humble pray'r. 
 8 But by our disobedience. 
 
 With sorrow we confess, 
 We've had too long to wander, 
 
 In a dark wilderness ; 
 Where we might soon have fainted, 
 
 In that enchanted ground ; 
 But now and then a cluster 
 
 Of pleasant grapes we found. 
 4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan, 
 
 Give life and joy and peace , 
 Revive our drooping spirits, 
 
 And faith and love increase ; 
 We'll love our Lord and Master, 
 
 And run at his corumand ; 
 And hasten on our journey, 
 
 Unto the promis'd land. 
 6 In faith and hope and patience^ 
 
 We now are going on, 
 
RYM^' 63. lOS 
 
 I The pleasant way to Canaan, 
 ! Where Jesus Chritit is gone ; 
 • In peiice and consolation, 
 We're going to rejoice ; 
 And Jesus and his people, 
 I Forever be our choice, 
 1^ Sinners, why stand ye idle, 
 1 While we do march along ? 
 Kas cohscienoe never told you,- 
 
 That you are going wrong, 
 
 Down the broad road to ruin, 
 
 To bear an endless curse ? 
 
 Forsake your ways of sinning. 
 
 And come along with us. 
 
 !7 Bat if you will refuse ns, 
 
 We'll bid you all farewell : 
 ' We'rs on the way to Canaan,- 
 I And you the way to hell ; 
 I We're sorry for to leave you, 
 A'l'e rather you would go ; 
 ' Come try a bleeding Savior, 
 And feel salvation flow. 
 
 8 O Sinner:-, be awakened 
 
 To see your dismal sta.te ; 
 Sepent and be converted, 
 
 Before it is too late : 
 Turn to the Lord by praying. 
 
 And daily search his word ^ 
 And never rest contented, 
 ; Until you find the Lord. 
 
 9 Now to the king immortal,. 
 
 Be everlasting praise, 
 
104 HYMN 66. 
 
 For in bis holy service, 
 
 We mean to spend our days ; 
 
 Till we arrive at Canaan. 
 The ce'estial world above. 
 
 With everlasting praises. 
 To sing redeeming love. 
 
 HYMF m> 
 
 1 r UKEWARM soul.<, the foe grow* 
 M-J stronger, 
 
 See the host your cnR?.p surround ! 
 Arm to battle, lag no longf.M', 
 
 Hark ! the gospel ti unspet sounds ! 
 Wake ye sleeper;? !, wake, Vvhat mean yoa I 
 
 Sill besets you round about, 
 Up and search, tl)e world's within you, 
 
 Fday or chase the traitor out. 
 
 2 What enchants you, sloth, or pleasnre 1 
 
 Pluck right eyes, with right hands part. 
 Ask your conscience where's youi- treasure^ 
 
 For be certain there's your heart : 
 Give tli''^ fawning foe no credit, 
 
 See the bloody (icjg's uiifurl'd ! 
 That base heart, t!ie truth liad said it. 
 
 Loves not God that loves vlie world. 
 8 Go I and mammon, oh, be wiser. 
 
 Serve theni both, it cannot be ; 
 Ease in warfare, saint and miser. 
 
 These can never well agi-ee. 
 Shun tlio shame of basely falling 
 
 Cumber'd captives clogg'd with clay. 
 Prove your faith, make sure your calling ; 
 
 Wield the sword, and win the day. 
 4 Oiiward press toward perfection, 
 
 V,''atch and pray, and all tliinga prove. 
 
iJtMN 67. 10» 
 
 Now make sure your own election. 
 
 Taste the riches of his love; 
 Shun backsliding, scorn dissemblinj, 
 
 Lo ! salvation's near in view ! 
 Work it out with feur and trembling, 
 
 'Tis your God that works in you. 
 
 HYMN 6T. P. M. 
 
 Hannah, or the Throne of Grace. 
 
 1 Sam. i. 18. 
 
 1 "^^HE\ Hannah prcss'd with grief, 
 
 V 7 Ponr'd forth her soul in pray'r. 
 She quickly found relief, 
 
 And lelt her hurtben there : 
 Like her, in every trying case. 
 Let us approach tiie tlirone of jrace. 
 
 2 When she began to pray, 
 
 Her heart was pained' and aad ; 
 But e'er she went away, 
 
 Was comforted and giad : 
 In tro'iblc, what a resting-placs, 
 Have they who know the tlirono of grae«. 
 
 3 Though men and devils rage, 
 ' And threaten to devour; 
 The saints from age to age, 
 
 Are safe from all their power; 
 Fresh strength they gain to run their r»«*, 
 By waiting at the throne of grac«. 
 
 4 Numljers before have trj-'d, 
 
 And found the promise ti'ue; 
 Nor have been once deny'd, 
 
 Then why shoukl I or yon"? 
 Let us by faith their footsteps tra«e, 
 And hasten to the dbrone of gi ace. 
 7 
 
1C3 HYMN 68 
 
 e As fogs obscure the ligbt, 
 And taint tbe morning air. 
 But poon arc put to flight. 
 If the bright sun appear; 
 Thus Jesus will eur troubles chase, 
 By shiniHg from the throne of grace- 
 HY^IN G8. L. M. 
 The Sahoaih 
 
 1 A ^'OTKER six (iavs work^s done, 
 A' Another Sabbath is begun; 
 Return , ray soul, enjov thy rest 
 Iraprcve t!ie day thy God has biess d. 
 
 2 Come, b'.ess the Lord, whose love assigns 
 Sn sweet a rest to wearied mindej 
 Provides an antq^ast of beavfT), 
 
 And gives this day tlie food of seven. 
 
 3 O that our thoughts and^than'^s may rise 
 Ab era^efu! incense, ta.the skies; 
 
 A'ld dra^v from heaven that sweet repose 
 Which none but he that feels it, knows. 
 
 4 This heavenly ^alm within the breast. 
 Is t'.ic dear pledge of glorious rest. 
 Which for the cburcli of God rema.ns. 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 e V7Ith joy, great God, thy works we view 
 In various scfncs both old and new; 
 With praise, we tliiiik on mercies past, 
 \Vith ho; e, we future pleasures taste. 
 
 6 In holy duties, let the day 
 ] 11 holy pleasures pass away; 
 How sweet, a Sabbath thus'to spend,, 
 In hope of one, that ne 'er siial! end I h 
 
HYMN 69. 107 
 
 HYMN GO. P. 31. 
 
 COME all ye raourninf; pilgrinxg. 
 Who feel your ueed of Chiist, 
 SurrouVided by temptation. 
 
 And by the world despia'd ; 
 Attend to what I tell yea, 
 
 My exercise I'll show, 
 And then you may inform me 
 
 If it's been so with you. 
 Long liaie I liv"d in darkness, 
 
 And saw n)y dismal state, 
 And when I was awaken'd, 
 
 I thought it was too late. 
 A lost and helpless sinner 
 
 Myself I plainly saw, 
 Expos'd to God's displeasure, 
 
 Condemned by the law. 
 I thought the brute creation 
 
 Were better oft' than me : 
 I spent my days in anguish, 
 
 No pleasure could I see. 
 Through deep distress and sorror/ 
 
 My Savior led me on, 
 He show'd his love unto me 
 
 When all my hope was gone. 
 But when T was deliver'd, 
 
 I scarcely could believe, 
 To think so vile a sinner 
 
 A pardon could receive. 
 And when the solemn praises 
 
 Were flowing from my tongue» 
 
188 HTxM?? 69.'' 
 
 Yet fears were often rising, 
 
 That I migiit still be wrong. 
 6 But when these fears were baniah'd 
 
 My tears began to flow, 
 To think so vile a sinner 
 
 Should be beloved so. 
 I thought my trials over. 
 
 And aU my troubles gone, 
 That peace and joy and pleasure 
 
 Would be my lot alone. 
 
 6 But now I find a warfare, 
 
 Which often brings me low, 
 The world, the flesh and Satan, 
 
 They do beset uie .so ; 
 Can one that is a christian, 
 
 Have such a heart as mine ? 
 I fear I never felt the 
 
 Effects of love divine- 
 
 7 And when T see young conveiia 
 
 How swiftly they go on. 
 How shining their experience, 
 
 They v/itness like the sun : 
 How bold they speak for Jesus, 
 
 How dearly love his name, 
 Though they are my delight, ihef 
 
 Do put my soul to shame. 
 
 8 I find I'rn often backward 
 
 To do my master's will, 
 Or else I want the glory 
 
 Gfwhat Idofulfil: 
 In duty I am weak, and 
 
 Alas ! I often find 
 
HYMN 70. 109 
 
 A hard deoeitful heart, and 
 
 A wretcned Avand'riug mind. 
 . d Sure others do not feel what 
 
 Is often felt by me, 
 Such trials and temptations 
 
 Perhaps they never see ; 
 For I'm the chief of sinners, 
 
 I freely own with Paul, 
 And if 1 am a Christian, 
 
 I am the least of all. 
 10 And now I have related 
 
 The trials I have seen, 
 Perhaps my brethren know what 
 
 Such sore temptations mean, 
 I've told you of my confiicls, 
 
 Believe me, for 'tis true. 
 And now you may inform me 
 
 If it's been so with yoa. 
 
 KYMN 70. 
 
 I 1 mHERE fell Aom God's favor two exilei 
 
 JL of Eden, 
 
 ' I'hey wander'd through deserts of sorrow 
 
 L and pain; 
 
 •'Were banish'd from Paradise, tlie place of 
 their freedom, 
 And we their posterity are apt to complain: 
 O never again in the green shady bowers, 
 I Where our first parents dwelt, shall we spend 
 our sweet houra. 
 Nor taste of the fruit, nor smell of the flowera, 
 , Nor sound to the numbers of Eden again. 
 I 2 O bard is our fate, cries these heart wand'* 
 ring' strangers, 
 
110 HYMN 70. 
 
 The'bnital creation, more happy than we : 
 BuiTouiided with trouble*!, temptations, and 
 
 dangers, 
 If God had been just, could such evils e'er be. 
 Hush all these complaints, let us mend our be- 
 
 liavior. 
 We need not go mourning as exiles forever ; 
 If we but rei,e:;t and believe in the Savior, 
 Who died to re;ieeni us, and lives to restore. 
 
 3 His character's lovely, it shines forth with 
 
 splendor, 
 He invites our attention to joys most sublime : 
 He's tn jv'd with compassion, his heart is most 
 
 tender, [kind. 
 
 His blood has aton'd for the world of man- 
 Come, all you despondent, with hearts now 
 
 relentirig, 
 Convicted, condemned, with sorrow repenting. 
 Come just as you are, with your soult all coa- 
 
 sentiiig. 
 Accept of salvation in Jesus's name. 
 
 4 Come, all yoa fond youth, who are doatlng 
 
 on beauty, 
 
 Who revel in ball-rooms, and gninble by night, 
 
 Yet strangers to pleasure,- ne^^iL-cters of duty. 
 
 In Jesus I find a superior delight : 
 
 His voice is sweet nmsic, his person endear- 
 ing, 
 
 To my spirit the wine ofhis~kingJom is cheer- 
 ing; 
 
 Rly heart it is leaping, my soul's persevering, 
 
 My Savior's my suitor, my partner in love. 
 
 ;5 He ofiFer's you pardon, he waits to embrac* 
 you • 
 
HT-MNJO. in 
 
 I i -^'Eere'o pleasure for ever, coma fjllovr ths 
 I '' Lamb; 
 
 Religion's ;i calling that will not disg.-ace you, 
 
 An htjU'W iVoui lieiueii arising to fame. 
 
 Corns ail you ambitious, irfiat rise by grada« 
 j tion, 
 
 I '^'Salvation's the glory of every nation ; 
 ' Come now an! receive it, auJ take your iiigU 
 . station. 
 
 In lipaven bo crown'a on Jesus's throne. 
 
 6 Come all yoij vain tippiers, who often get 
 
 l:ea.!y, 
 I Who Kup "t the Irivern, nn i Inr'ge in the street; 
 I Who reel on a t.recipice, ought to be stt-aiiy, 
 'Or soon yon will tumble, and fall Ijj ths; deep : 
 AVhere liquids arc plenty, ani yeu'li i.Jt be 
 I craving. 
 
 Where devils torment, and tlic damned aro 
 j raving. 
 
 Where billmvs of justice in vengeance are 
 waviug, 
 ' O'erwhciming your ecuIs iii the tormeuts of 
 hell. 
 
 7 Gome;, all you poor jaiserr, though rich la 
 
 your coffers, 
 
 I doubt much if ever you lib'ral will be, 
 
 Excejit you re[)eDt, and take Christ at his of- 
 fers; 
 
 Your tr.-Msnre lies useless till death turns the 
 key. 
 
 You've ^i )iuiJ iiown the poor to accumulate 
 _ vwhss, 
 
 Such inipioM.-i con iuu your honor impeaches; 
 
 Th2 root of all evil your spirit bewitcJies, 
 
 To make life peuurious, and die ia coutenipt. 
 
113 HTMN TO. 
 
 8 Come, all yoa proud Deist*, who boast of 
 
 your reason. 
 
 Who will not belie e what you can't compre- 
 hend : 
 
 Come meet your opponent, let's argue a Bea-- 
 son, 
 
 And see where the contest will turn in the end. 
 
 You've built up a. Babel, now come and de- 
 fend it, 
 
 Comprehend your existence, or else don't pre- 
 tend it; 
 
 Here rises a mountain, and you can't ascend it. 
 
 You're lost in the valley, and sunk in despair. 
 
 9 Come, all you bold Atheists, who glory ia 
 
 error, 
 Deny the true God, and pay homage to chance; 
 Be struck with conviction, and tremble with 
 
 terror. 
 As you on to ruin so swiftly advance. 
 By chance there's a God, and by chanc* 
 
 there's a Saviour, 
 By chance there's a hell, and you'll heir it for 
 
 ever; 
 By chance there's a heaven, for each true be- 
 
 liever, 
 By chance there are angels and seraphs above, 
 
 10 The church of the first-born to bliss havo 
 
 attained. 
 Though once they were exiles that wandered 
 
 in time ; 
 Eternity before them the mystery explained. 
 The glories of heaven unfolding in prime. 
 Jigain they're restor'd to the most plcasw 
 
 .kowezs. 
 
HYMN 71. 113 
 
 In the presence of God now tliey spend their 
 sweet hours, 
 
 Their souls are enraptuv'd witii heavenly pow- 
 er, 
 
 To sing^ the sweet aiuliems of Eden ag'ain. 
 HYMN 71. P. M. 
 
 1 'W'M on n)y way to Cannan, 
 M. I'll bid the world farewell ; 
 Cpmc on my fellow travellers, 
 
 In spite of earth and hell. 
 Though Satan's army rages. 
 
 And all his host combine. 
 Yet scripture doth engage ug 
 
 The strength of love divine. 
 
 2 ni blow the gospel trumpet, 
 
 On all the nations call ; 
 For Christ hath me commission'd 
 
 To say he died for all. 
 Come try his grace and prove liim 
 
 You shall a gift obtain — 
 He will not send you empty, 
 
 Nor let you come in vain. 
 8 But if you want a witness, 
 
 We have one just at hand, 
 Who lately has experienced 
 
 The glories of the land. 
 • It comes in copious showers. 
 
 Oar bodias can't contain ; 
 It fills our ransom'd powers, 
 
 And still we drink again. 
 4 Look, my soul, abd see him smile. 
 
 He now the ble.'^sing sends, 
 
114 urm^ 72: 
 
 And Vm thinking all the while" 
 When will my journey end ? 
 
 I expect it won't be long 
 Till we shall meet again ; 
 
 There united in one heart, 
 Shall in God's king^dom reign. 
 
 HYMK 72. C. M. 
 i ?^HE glories of that heavenly laqd' 
 Jh_ I've oft times felt before ; 
 But what I feel is just a taste. 
 And makes me long for more. 
 
 2 Had I the pinions of a dove, 
 
 I'd fly and be at rest ; 
 Then would I soar to worlds above, 
 And dwell among the blest. 
 
 3 O could I reach my heavenly home, 
 
 And ne'er return again, •^ 
 I would not wish the season long, 
 That 1 should suffer pain. 
 
 4 The sona of Zion marching home 
 
 Along the heavenly street. 
 Then will we hail them as they come 
 
 And fall at Jesus' feet. 
 6 Says Faith, Look yonder, see the prized 
 
 Laid up in heaven above ; 
 Says Hope, It shortly shall be mine, 
 
 I'll vvear It soon, says Love. 
 
 8 Desire says. Is that my home ? 
 Then to my place I'll flee — 
 I cannot bear a longer stay, 
 My rest I faio would see. 
 
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 Hymn 73. iis 
 
 % Eut^top, says Patience, wait awhile, 
 The crowns for them that fight; 
 The prize for them that run the race 
 By faith, and not by sight. 
 
 8 Then Faith doth take a pleasing view, 
 Hope waits — love sits and sings ; 
 Desire flutters to be gone, 
 Bat patience clips her wings. 
 
 HYMN 7.1. C. M. 
 
 i ^INCE man by sin has lost his God, 
 k3 He seeks creation through ; 
 And vainly hopes for solid bliss 
 In trying Something JSTew. 
 2 The new possess'd, like fading flowers^ 
 Soon looses its gay hue ; 
 The bubble now no longer takes, 
 The mind wants Something JVew, 
 8 ! could we call all Europe ours, 
 And India and Peru ; 
 The soul would feel an aching void, 
 And still want Somethiiig JVetr , 
 
 4 But when we feel a Savior's power, 
 
 All good in him we view ; 
 The soul forsakes its vain pursuits. 
 And seeks for Something JVeio. 
 
 5 The joy the dear Redeemer brings^ 
 
 Will bear a strict review ; 
 Nor need we ever change again, 
 For Christ is Always JYew,- 
 
lis mmy 74. 
 
 HYMN 74. C. M. 
 1 "I'ERUSALEM, my happy home, 
 Oj» O how 1 long for thee ! 
 When will ray sorrows have an end ? 
 Thy joys when shall I see ? 
 8 Thy walls are all of precious stone, 
 Most glorious to behold r 
 Thy gates are richly set in pearl. 
 Thy streets are pavM with gold. 
 3 Thy garden and thy pleasant walks, 
 My study long have been ; 
 Such dazzling views of human sight, 
 Have never yet been seen, 
 i If heaven be thus so glorious, Lor^ 
 Why should I stay from tiience ? 
 What folly's this, that I should dreadf 
 To die ami go from hence ? 
 
 5 Reach down O Lord, thine arm of grace.-' 
 
 And cause me to ascend, 
 W'here congregations ne'er break tip, 
 And Sabbaths never end. 
 
 6 Jesus, my Lord, to glory's gone, 
 
 Him will I go and see ; 
 And all my brethren here below, 
 Will soon come after me. 
 
 7 My friends, I bid you all adieu, 
 
 I leave you in God's care. 
 
 And if 1 never more see you, 
 
 Go on, I'll meet you there. 
 
 8 When we've beea there ten thousand 
 
 Bright shming as the sun, [yeart, 
 
irYMN 75. in 
 
 Wa've no less days to sing God's praise-. 
 Than when we first begun, 
 
 IIIMIN T5. L. M. 
 
 1 raiRERE is a school on earth began, 
 
 J- Halle hallelujah. 
 
 Supported by the holy One ; 
 
 Glory, hallelujah^ 
 He calls his pupils for to prove 
 
 Halle halUlttjah, 
 The greatness of redeeir-.tng love. 
 
 Sing Glory, hallelujah. 
 
 2 Then come, my A lends, wliere'er you be, 
 Say, will you go to achool with me? 
 Christ Jesus is my master's name, 
 
 Come deaf and dumb, come blind and lame 
 
 3 Our school-books are the scripture* true, 
 Our lessons are forever new ; 
 
 The scholars too are all agreed, 
 It is a blegsed school indeed. 
 
 4 My Master learns the blind to see. 
 Then come, ye blind, the school is free - 
 My Master learns the lame to walk. 
 He also learns the dumb to talk. 
 
 6 My blaster learns the deaf to hear. 
 Then eonv.?, ye deaf, and lend an ear 
 Unto my Master's pleasant voice, 
 He'll make your mourning souls rejoice. 
 
 6 He learns the sv/eariag man to pray. 
 Then come, profane, without delay. 
 
 He'll change yotjr tongues to speak hii 
 
 name. 
 And spread abroad a Savior's fame. 
 
 7 Come, brethren dear, who are at school* 
 Attention pay to every rule. 
 
Its HYMN T6: 
 
 'TiS best for those that mind their boofc^ • 
 V/bo have all carnal joys I'orsook. 
 S Our mortal frames must shortly die, 
 Then we shall lay our schuol-books by; 
 We'll reign with master Jesus then, 
 Glory to God, Glory, Amen,- 
 
 HYMN 76. P. M. 
 
 3 "V^HITHER goest thou pilgrim straa- 
 
 f T ger. 
 
 Wandering ihrongh this lonely vale 1 - 
 Know'st thou not 'tis full of danger 1 
 And will not thy courage faiH 
 No. rm bound for the kingdom. 
 
 Will you go to glory with me f^ 
 O hallelujah, O hallelujah, 
 
 Pm bound for the kingdom, 
 
 Will you go to glory with me f 
 
 O hallelujah, O hallelujah, 
 
 2 Pilgrim thou hast justly calFd me. 
 
 Passing through a waste so wide ; 
 
 But no harm wi;l e'er befnll me. 
 
 While I'm bless'd with such a guide, 
 For i'.Ti bound for the kingdom, Sfc 
 t Such a giude? no guide attends tliee. 
 Hence for thee ray fears arise ; 
 If some guardian power befriend thee, 
 'Tis liHgrns by inoi tal eycp; 
 
 O, Vm bound for the kingdom, ^'C- 
 
 4 Yes, unseen, but still believe me. 
 
 Such a guide my steps attends ; 
 He'll in every strait relieve me, 
 He will guide me to tl;e cod,- 
 Far Vm bound, §-c. 
 
HYMN 77 11^ 
 
 6 Pilgrim, see that stream before thee, 
 Darkly winding throngh the vale ; 
 Should its deadly waves roll o'er thee. 
 Would not then thy courage faiH 
 No, Vm bound, ^'C. 
 
 6 No, that stream has nothing frightful. 
 
 To its brink my stejjs I'll bend, 
 Thence to plunge will be delightful. 
 There my pilgrimage will end. 
 For Vm hound, fyc. 
 
 7 While I gaz'd, with speed surprising, 
 
 Down the stre.- m she plimg'd fiom sight j 
 Gazing still, I saw her rising, 
 Like an angel cloth'd with light. 
 O, Vm. bound, ^c. 
 
 8 Cease, my heart, this mournful crying, 
 
 Death will burst this sullen gloom ; 
 Soon my spirit fluttering, dying. 
 Will be borne beyond the tomb. 
 For Vm bound, fyc. 
 
 HYMN 77. P. M. 
 "HEN 1 sat out for glory, 
 I left the world behind, 
 Determin'd for a city, 
 
 That's out of sight to find. 
 And to glory I will go. 
 And to glory I will go. Til go,ril go) 
 And to glory I tvill go, 
 I left my worldly hpnour,- 
 I left my worldly fame, 
 I left my gay companions, 
 
 And with them my good name^. 
 And to glory, Sfc, 
 
120 HYMN 77. 
 
 8 Some said I'd better tarn-, 
 
 They thoHght I was too young 
 For to prepare for dying ; 
 
 But that was all my theme. 
 And to begging I loill go. 
 And to begging I will go, Pll go) 
 And to begging I ivill go. {rU go, 
 
 4 The Lord ha loves the beggar, 
 
 Who truly begs indeed ; 
 He alwavs will relieve him 
 When'er he stands in need. 
 And to begging, Src. 
 
 5 1 do not beg for riches, 
 
 Nor to be dressed fine ; 
 The garment that he'll give me, 
 The sSia it will outshine. 
 And to begging, ^c. 
 
 6 I'm not asham'd to beg. 
 
 While here on eartli I ^ay ; 
 I'm not asham'd to watch, 
 I'm not ashaai'd to pray. 
 And to begging, Sfc. 
 
 7 The riche&t man I ever saw, 
 
 Was one that begg'd the mosst ,'' 
 Kis soul was fili'd with Jesus, 
 And with the Hcly Ghost. 
 And to begging, Sfc. 
 
 8 And now we are encouraged. 
 
 Come let us travel on 
 Until we join the angels, 
 And sing the holy song. 
 And to glcri/, Sfc, 
 
HYMiv' 78. 121 
 
 ,; . HYMN 78. P. M. 
 
 % CI AW ye my Savior] Saw ye my Savior] 
 >5 Saw ye ray Savior God ? 
 Oh he died on Calvary, 
 To atone for you and me, 
 And to purchase our pardon with blood, 
 2 He was extended, he Ayas extended, 
 So painfully nail'd to tiie cross; 
 There he bow'd his liead and died. 
 There my Lord was crucified. 
 To atone for a world that was lost. 
 JS Jesus hung bleeding, Jesus hung bleeding, 
 Three dreadful hours in pain ; 
 And the solid I'ocks were rent. 
 Through creation's vast extent, 
 When the Jews crucified the Lamb. 
 
 4 Darkness prevailed, darkness pievailed,^ 
 
 Darkness prevail'd o'er the land; 
 And the sun refus'd to shine. 
 While his Majesty divine 
 Wiis derided, insulted, and slain 
 
 5 When it was finish'd, when it was finiah'd, 
 
 And tiie atonement was made. 
 He was taken by the great, 
 And emoalm'd in spices sweet, 
 And was in a new sepulchre laid. 
 
 6 Hail mighty SavifM-f Hail mighty Savior I 
 
 Prince and the author of peace : 
 Soon he burst the bands of death, 
 And triumphant from the earth. 
 He ascended to mansions of bliss,. 
 
 y There interceding, there interceding, 
 Pleading that sinners may live, 
 
121 HYMN 79. 
 
 Father, I v.as crucified 
 To redeem them, I pray thee forgive.'* 
 S "I will lorgive them, I will forgive, liiem. 
 When they repent aind believe : 
 Let them now return to thee, 
 And be reconcil'd to me, 
 Aud salvation tliey all dial! receive." 
 HYMN T9. P. M. 
 
 1 rflHE gotspel ship is sailing by, 
 
 -K- The ark of safety now is uigh, 
 O sinner?, unto Jetus iiy, 
 
 Improve your day of grace. 
 O there'll be g!ory, ^'lory, O hallehijab, 
 O there'll be glory. 
 Whan we the Lord embrace. 
 
 2 Come, fatliers, will you go with me 1 
 Cnme mothers, will yon go Avith me 1 
 Et rnily you soon must see, 
 
 O haste, prejjare to die, 
 O fhere'H'be glory, &c. 
 
 V»'hen saints shall rei§n on high. 
 S Come, brothers, Avill you go with me 1 
 Come, sisters, will you go with me 1 
 Come, neighbors, will you go with me 1 
 
 And flee froiv. Avrath to come 1 
 O there'll be glory, &c. 
 
 When all the saintu get home. 
 4 The judgment day is rolling on, 
 The gla^s of life will soon be run. 
 Creation with her fiery doom. 
 
 The Lord will soon appear I 
 O there'll be glo»7, &c. 
 
 When saints shall view hira near. 
 :f> Now hark. ! the trumpet rendi the skies 1 
 See elupaberiug QjilHons wake and rige ! 
 
BYMN 73 I2J 
 
 What joy, what terror aiiJ Eurprise ! 
 
 The last great day is come ! 
 O there'll i)o glory, &c. 
 
 Around the judgment throne. 
 
 6 See nations throiTT his awful bar. 
 Both saints and sinsiers from afar, 
 All tribes and kindred now sippear. 
 
 And wait to hoar their doom ! 
 O thtire'll be glory, &c. 
 
 When Chrijit tiie Ljrd shall come. 
 
 7 Jehovah now the book unseals I 
 
 The clearest light each heart reveals ! 
 The pointed truth each cons -ience feels I 
 
 The amazing throng divide !' 
 O there'll be mouraiiig, moHrning, mourn- 
 ing, moui'ning, 
 
 O there'll be mourning, 
 
 When justice shall dci^ide. 
 
 8 See parents and their chiidrr-n part ! 
 See hus!)aijdy and their wives must pert ! 
 See brothers and their sisters part I 
 
 To meet again no more ! 
 
 O there'll be mourning, &o. 
 
 The day of mercy's o'er I 
 
 9 Now ail tne ungodly must retire. 
 They're doom'd to dwell in quenchioss fire, 
 The gnawing worm will ne'er expire. 
 
 Their anguish ne'er will cease ! 
 O there'll be Jiiourning, &c. 
 The forfeiture of grace. 
 
 10 See heaven display bar pearly gates. 
 That kingdom for. the righteous waitu. 
 Come, blesfed oh d^ hen, lake your s'tiuta. 
 
 Of old ptepar 'd for you .: 
 
tl4 HYMN 80. 
 
 O there'll be glory, flse. 
 When we nioiint Zion view. 
 11 See Jesus and his saints unite, 
 
 And move to realms of endless light, 
 With him his bride shall walk iu white, 
 
 Ingiiinocence and love, 
 O there'll be glory, &c. 
 And sweetest songs above. 
 
 HYMN 80. r. M. 
 
 1 "ff^ANIEL'S wisdom may I know, 
 MJr Stephen's faith and spirit show I. 
 John's diviue communion feel, 
 Moses' meekness, Joshua's zeal, 
 
 Kun like the unwearied Paul, 
 Win the day and conquer all. 
 
 2 Mary's love may I possess, 
 Lydia's tender-heartedness, 
 Peter's fervent spirit feel, 
 James' foith by worts reveal, ^ 
 Like young Timothy may ,1 
 Every sinful passion fly. 
 
 3 Job's submission may I know, 
 David's pure devotion know, 
 Samuel's call O may I hear, 
 Lazarus' happy portion share ; 
 Let Isaiah's hallowed fire 
 
 All my uew-bora soul inspire. 
 
 4 Mine be Jacob's wrestling prayer* 
 Gideon's val'ant steadfast care, 
 Joseph's purity impart, 
 
 Isaac's meditating heart, 
 Abraham's friendship may I proT©^ 
 Faithful to the God I lov©- 
 
HYMN 81. 82. 126 
 
 Most of all may I pursue 
 The example Jesus dievv ; 
 In my life and conduct show 
 How he liv'd and vvalk'd below, 
 Day by day, through grace restor'd. 
 Imitate mv perfect Lord. 
 
 HYMN 81. P.M. 
 
 HAIL ! tlimi blest morn, when t'le great- 
 Mediator 
 Down from the rcj;ions of glory descends ; 
 hcpherds go worshiji the babe in the manger, 
 Lo, for hii? guide the bright an,'Tels attend. 
 Tightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
 Shine on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; 
 tar in theeasj, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Re leenier is laid. 
 Cold on his cradle the dew drops are shining, 
 Low lies his bed with ihe beasts of the stall ; 
 ngels adore him in alumber rechning, 
 Maker, and monarch, and Savior of all ! 
 
 Brightest and best, &c. 
 Say, siiall we yield iiim in constant devotion^ 
 Odors of Edoni, and olf'rings divine, 
 lenip of the mountain and pearls of the oceaP) 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold tVom the 
 Brightest and best, &.c. [mine 1 
 
 Vainly Ave offer each ample oblation, 
 Vainly widi gold would this favour secure • 
 if her by far is the heart's adoration, 
 Dearer to God are the pray'rs of the p)or. 
 Brightest and best, &c. 
 
 HYMN 82. L. M. 
 Sf.dden Death of a Wicked Man. 
 
 DEATH stops nie here, and 1 must try 
 The scenes of vast eternity, 
 
326 HY3IN 82. 
 
 sudden shock ! my friends, farewellj^ 
 
 1 launch from eart'u, and sink to liell, 
 
 2 I £jo, I'm gone ! alrea.dy here. 
 With fiends infernal I appear, 
 
 With them I mourn my wretched state^ 
 Lamenting now it is too late. 
 
 3 I thouglit religion I would have, 
 Before I sunk within the grave^, 
 But little longer venturing on, 
 
 I am eternally undone. 
 
 4 Neglecting God for trifling toys, 
 
 1 miss'd of heaven witli all its joys, 
 I\Iy folly I lament in vain, 
 Lo?t time I can't recall agaiq. 
 
 5 O! that I had my life once more, 
 I'd Fpend it better than hefore, 
 I'd be in earnest to prepare, 
 
 To meet my God, and shun despair. 
 
 6 The Sabbath I'd no more profane,' 
 Nor take God's holy name in vain. 
 Nor would I disobey his laws, 
 Despise his people, and his cause. 
 
 7 But O ! my state is fixed here, 
 
 I'm rark'd with pain, and fill'd with fears 
 With dismal groans, and piercing cries 
 I vent iny sou! in brok'jn sighs. 
 
 8 Tho' loaded with the.ee heavy cheius, 
 I'm waiting still for fiercer pains, 
 For in the judgment I shall feel 
 
 That wrath tliat makes huge mountains reel. 
 
 9 W^hate'er 1 see while I look round. 
 Strikes thro' my heart with piercing wound; 
 What'iT I hear like thunders roll, 
 
 Lika forked lightnings tear my sotil. 
 
, HYMN 88. 12r 
 
 ; 10 The great Jehovah's heated ire 
 
 r Burns through my soal like tlamea of fire, 
 
 I While I iny~formcr sins review, 
 
 ' Like flaming darts they strike me through. 
 
 11 My former neighbors I behold 
 ! Wear robes of white and crowns of goWj 
 i To praise their Go 1 in tlieir employ 
 ) In that eternal world of joy. 
 i 12 Once on the earth I dwelt with you, 
 ! . I might have gone to glory too, 
 
 For God and saint.s invited me, 
 
 But 1 despised their company. 
 
 13 With thern I heard a preached wstvd. 
 The Spirit like a two edged sword 
 
 ! Striick through my heart, and mads me eoe 
 I was exposed to misery. 
 
 14 Those golden seasons now are o'er. 
 The day of grace is mine no more. 
 No praising saints can plead for me. 
 Nor Christ my intercessor be. 
 
 15 Engulph'd within this darksome cell, 
 I see, I feel, I know 'tis hell, 
 
 It is not heaven or earth, 1 know, 
 My portion is eternal woe. 
 
 16 To giddv mortals this may sscm 
 Like fancy's flight or folly's dream. 
 But, friends en earth for death prepare, 
 Or yon must sink in long despair. 
 
 IIY]}IX 83. P. M. 
 I 4^NCE more welcome dearest friends, 
 xy Now at h'st our waiid'ring ends, 
 And tho' hope did oft depart, 
 
 Oft hath sorrow ?ent its dart, 
 Let our grief no more remain, 
 Since we three here meet again. 
 
128 HIMi\ 8S. 
 
 2 Tlio' remote we long have been, 
 JMany toilsome days have seen, 
 Tho' tiis burning zone we trac'd, 
 Or the parched earth erabiac'd. 
 We have sweets from friendship caugbt,( 
 Often of each other thought. 
 S Let lis seek that cool retreat, 
 
 Where we three oft us'd to meet. 
 Where beneath the P[)readiag shade, 
 We have oft together stray 'd, 
 ' Where alas! withanguish'd heart,- 
 We did tear ourselves apart. 
 
 4 Ah ! how altered is thia bow'r, 
 
 WJiere we first felt friendship's powcr^ 
 Kow has time withruthles? blow, 
 
 Laid its vigorous beauties low, 
 Kanght but this low pine reaiaius. 
 
 And its naked arras sustains. 
 
 5 Are we then that youthful three! 
 
 Who reclin'd beneath this tree, 
 Then with verdant foliage crown'd. 
 
 Now with moss, and ivy bound. 
 Not more alter'd is this pine, 
 
 Than our looks by wasting time. 
 
 6 Every feature theu was fair, 
 
 Nor was grief depicted there, 
 Then our sparkling eyes did glow, 
 
 Then our cheek? with health did flow,f 
 Than the lamp of Iffe was brii^ht, 
 
 Now it sheds a glimmering light. 
 
 7 But though mortal strength decay, 
 
 And tho' beauty wastes away, 
 Though our sparkling eyes are bletr. 
 And tbe frosts of age appear, 
 
HYMN 84. 1 59 
 
 iStHl our friendship bright shall hloom. 
 Far beyond the closing tomb. 
 
 HYMN 84. P. M. 
 
 1 X^ RIGrHT scenes of glory strike my seGse» 
 -13 And all my passions capture; 
 Eternal beauty round me shines. 
 
 Infusing warmest rapture ; 
 I dive ia oceans deep and full, 
 
 That swell in waves of glory, 
 I feel iny Saviour in my soul. 
 
 And long to tell the story. 
 
 2 I feast on honey, milk and wine — 
 
 I drink perpetual sweetness ; 
 Mount Zion yields her rich perfumes. 
 
 While Christ unfolds his greatness ; 
 No mortal tongue can tell my joys, 
 
 Nor can an angel shew them ! 
 Ten thousand times surpassing all 
 
 Terrestrial worlds or emblems. 
 
 3 My footsteps trace the pleasant earth. 
 
 And myrtle fields adorn her ; 
 While groves of spice ray noonday shadei. 
 
 And spreads a licher grandeur ; 
 The chant of seraphs lifts my soul, 
 
 Till caught with heavenly fire ; 
 And dying love to me unfolds, 
 
 Which tunes my heart the higher. 
 
 4 My captivated spirit flies 
 
 Through worlds of shining beauty ! 
 Dissolved in love to heaven I cry 
 
 In praises loud and mighty ; 
 I'll here eternal notes employ. 
 
 In songs of rapturous praises, 
 O'erwhehnning all my powei"s with joy^ 
 
 While all within m» gazes ? 
 9 
 
130 HYMN S5. 
 
 5 Then earth an.i i;ea bhal! he no more. 
 
 And all their glory perish ; 
 When sun a^i 1 moon shall ceasp to shine,, 
 
 AnJ stars at miuni^rht ianguL-ih ; 
 My joys? refined AmW higbvr shine — 
 
 Mount iieaven's radiiint glory, 
 Anl tell through oneetnrnai ilay. 
 
 Love's ;ill iininortrJ bio. y. 
 
 IIYMN 85. P. M. 
 
 1 T^OW begins the heavi-niy therae, 
 1 ^ Siufif alonfl in Jes^us' n;\me ; 
 Ye wiio Jesus' goodness prove, 
 Triumph in redeeinirsg love. 
 
 2 Ye v.ho see tVe Father's grace, 
 I'ssming in the Saviour's <><■»>, 
 While to Cana^noTT ye move, 
 Bless and praise redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, diVupyour tears, 
 Banish ail your guilty fears. 
 
 See yoin- guilt and' curse reinovcd, 
 Cancell'd by redeeming love. 
 
 5 You alas ! who long have been 
 Willing slaves to death and sin, 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 Stop an.i taste redeeming lo\e. 
 
 6 \V3ico!Tic all by sin opprest^ 
 Welcorae to a sacred rest ; 
 Nothing brcvght him from iiborej.. 
 Noliiing but redeeming love. 
 
 He subdued the infernal powers. 
 His tremendous fucs and ours, 
 To their c'ur.ii>d empire drove, 
 Mighty in redeeming love. 
 
 7 Hither then your music bring. 
 Strike aloud each joyful string ; 
 
HYMN 86. 87. 181 
 
 Mortals ioin the hosts above, 
 Join to praise redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 8G. P. M. 
 
 1 r ORD dismiss us witii thy blessing, 
 ■ H i Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
 Let each one thy love possessing. 
 
 Triumph in redeeming grace. 
 O refresh us, O rf fresii us, 
 
 Trav'iling tlirough this wilderness. 
 
 2 Thanks we give, and adorutiori, 
 
 For thy gospel's joyful sound ; 
 May the fruits of thy salvation, 
 
 In our hearts and lives be found. 
 May thy presence, may thy presence, 
 
 With us evermore be found. 
 8 So where'er the signal's given, 
 
 Us from earth to call away, 
 Borne on angels' wings to heaven, » 
 
 Glad the summons to obey. 
 May wo ever, may we ever, 
 
 Reign with Christ in endless day. 
 
 KYMN 87. L. M. 
 
 PRAYER FOR A REVIVAL. 
 
 1 ^AVIOUR, visit thy plantation, 
 K-^ Grant us. Lord, a gracious rain ; 
 All will come to desolation, ^ 
 
 Unless thou visit us again ; 
 Keep no lunger at a distance. 
 
 Shine upon us from on high ; 
 Lest fur want of thine assistance. 
 
 Every plsnt should droop and die. 
 
 2 Surely once thy garden flourish'd, 
 
 Every part look'd gay and green ! 
 Then thy word our s|)irits nourished, 
 Happy seasons we have seen ! 
 
132 HYMN S3. 
 
 But a drouglit has sinca succeeded. 
 
 An J a sad decline we see; 
 Lord, tby help is greatly needed, 
 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 
 3 Where are those we counted leaders, 
 
 Fill'd with zeal and love, and truth 1 
 Old professors, tall as cedara, 
 
 Bright examples to our youth ; 
 Some in whom we once delighted, 
 
 We shall meet bo more below, 
 Some alas, we fear are blighted, 
 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 
 4 Younger plants, the sight how pleasant. 
 
 Covered thick with blossoms stood; 
 But they cause us grief at present. 
 
 Frosts have nipp'd them in the bud; 
 Dearest Saviour, hasten thither. 
 
 Thou canst make them bloom again ; 
 O permit thern not to with.er. 
 
 Let not all our hopes be vain. 
 
 5 Let our mutual love be fervent. 
 
 Make us prevalent in prayer?; 
 Let ea^h one, e.-teem'd thy serrant. 
 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares; 
 Break the tempter's fatal power. 
 
 Turn the stony heart to llesh ; 
 And hegth from this good hour. 
 
 To revive thy work afresh. 
 
 HYMN 88. S. M. 
 
 1 T^ESTRUCTION'S dang'rous road, 
 -L/ What multitudes pursue ! 
 While that which leads the soul to God, 
 < Is known or sought by tew. 
 2 Believers enter in 
 By Christ the living gate ; 
 
HYMN 89. 133 
 
 But tiipy who will not leave tlieir sin, 
 • Complain it is too straight. 
 
 3 If !<elf must bfi denied. 
 And sin for?aken quite ; 
 
 They rather choose tlie rond that's wido, 
 And strive to think it rigiit. 
 
 4 Encompassed Ijy a throng. 
 On numbers they depend, 
 
 So many surely can't be wrong. 
 And miss a happy end. 
 
 5 But numbers are no mark, 
 That men will right be found ; 
 
 For few were saved in Noah's ark, 
 
 And many millions drown'd. 
 G Obey the Gof=pe! •all, 
 
 And enter while you may; 
 TJie flock of Christ was always small. 
 
 And none are safe but they. 
 7 Lord, open sinneis eyes. 
 
 Their awful slate to see ; 
 And make them, e'er the storms arise, 
 
 To thee for safety flee. 
 
 HYMN 89. C. M. 
 
 1 TN evil long I took delight, 
 -«- Unaw'd by shame or fear, 
 Till a new object struck my sight, 
 And stopt my wild career. 
 3 I saw one hanging on a tree, 
 In agonies of blood; 
 He fixed his languid eyes on me. 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 f3 Sure never till my latest breatli. 
 Shall I forget that look ; 
 He seem'd to Charge me with hie death. 
 Though Bot a word he epoke. 
 
134 HYMN 90. 
 
 4 My conscience felt and owned the guilt. 
 
 And plunged me in despair; 
 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 
 5 Alas ! I knew not Avhat I did, 
 
 But now my tears are vain ; 
 Wh^re shall my trembling soul be hid. 
 For I tiie Lord have slain. 
 
 6 A second look he gave, wliich said, 
 
 I freely all forgive; 
 This blood is Ibr thy ransom paid ; 
 1 dy'd that thou may'st live. 
 
 7 With pleasing grief and mournful joy. 
 
 My spirits now were fill'd : 
 That I should such a life destroy. 
 Yet live by him I kiil'd. 
 
 HYMN 90. L. M. 
 
 1 |~^FT as the bell, with solemn toll, 
 \-y Speaks the departure of a soui, 
 Let each one ask himself, am I 
 Prepar'd, should I be call'd to diel 
 
 2 Only this frail ana ileeting breath 
 Preserves me from tlie jaws of death ; 
 Soon as it fails, at once I'm gone, 
 And phing'd into a world unknown. 
 
 3 Then leaving all I lov'd below. 
 To Gad's tribunal 1 must go; 
 
 Must hear the Judge pronunce my fate, 
 And fix my everlasting state. 
 
 4 But could I bear to hear him say, 
 "Depart, accursed, far away ; 
 With Satan in the lowest hell 
 Thou art forever doom'd to dwell." 
 
 5 Lord Jesus ! help me now to flee, 
 And seek ray help alone in thee ; 
 
HYMN 91. 1!5 
 
 Arsply thy hhoi\, thy spirk give, 
 Subiua my sin, and lei ine livft. 
 -S 'Chen, when the solemn Ijell I hear, 
 Ifsav'd irom yuilt, I iiectl not fe;ir 
 Nor would tha thouglit '"iitJVf slug be 
 Perhaps it next luay toll fur ine. 
 7 Rjither my spirit would rejoice, 
 
 / And long a i.[ wish tu ii.ar thy voice ; 
 
 ' Glad when it bids rae earth ici^igu, 
 Secure oi'heav'n if thou art mine. 
 
 \ HYMN 91. C. _M. 
 
 1 ^lOME humble sinner, in whose breast, 
 \_y A thousand thouglus revolve. 
 Come with your guilt and fnar opprest. 
 
 And make this last res J e : 
 
 2 I'll go to Jesus, tljougd my i^in 
 
 Hath like a mountain roae ; 
 I know liis courts, I'll enter in, 
 
 Whatever may oj)posj. 
 S Prostrate I'il lie beibre bis'tiu^me, 
 
 And there my guilt confess ; 
 I'll tell hi 1 Fin a wretch uinione 
 
 \Vitliaut his sovereign grace. 
 
 4 But should the Lord reject my plea, 
 
 And disregard my prayer; 
 Yet still, like Stither, I will stay. 
 And perish only there, 
 
 5 I can but perish if I go, 
 
 I am rcooived to try ; ,.. 
 
 For 't'l stay HWiiy, I know 
 I must forever die. 
 
 6 ButshoJill I die with mercy soughtj 
 
 Wfaen I the King liave tried ; 
 1 there ^hould d4e, (delightful' tho'Jglit !) 
 Wljere ne'er a siuner died. 
 
136 HYMN S2. 93. 
 
 IIYxHN 92. C. M. 
 
 1 TT OW jsweet the name of Jesus soundf 
 -M. a. Ill a believer's ear ! 
 
 It smooth? his sorrows, heals his woonds, 
 And di'ives away hi s fear. 
 
 2 It irakes the wounded spirit whole. 
 
 And calms the troubleil breast ; 
 'Tis manna to the troubled soul. 
 And to the weary, rest. 
 
 3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build. 
 
 My shield and hiding place; 
 My never-failing treas'ry, fiU'd 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4 Jesus ! my shepherd, husband, friend, 
 
 My Prophet, Priest, and King ; 
 My Lord, my life, my way, my end, 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 5 Weak ir, the effort of my heart, 
 And cold ray warmest thought ; 
 
 But when I see thee as thou art, 
 
 I'll praise thee as I ought. 
 € Till then I would thy love proclaim 
 With everj' tleetiug breath ; 
 And may the music of thy name, 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 I1Y?1X 93. P. M. 
 
 1 "^ISrHAT hath the world to equal this, 
 
 V f The solid peace, the heavenly him 
 The joys immortal, love divine. 
 The love of Jesus ever mine 1 
 Greater joys I'm born to know. 
 From terrestrial to celestial, 
 When I up to Jesus go. 
 
 2 When I shall leave this house of clay, 
 Glorioui angeld shall convey; 
 
HYMN 94. 117 
 
 Upon their glorious wings shall I 
 Be wafted far above the sky ; 
 There behold hina free from harmj 
 Beauties vernal, spring eternal. 
 In my lovely Jesus' arms. 
 
 3 There in silent raptures wait. 
 
 Till the saints' number is complete. 
 Till the last trump of God shall sound, 
 Break up the graves and tear the ground ; 
 There descending with the Lamb, 
 Every spirit shall inherit 
 Bodies of eternal frame. 
 
 4 O tiresome world, when will it end 1 
 When I shall see my heavenly Friend : 
 When will my lovely Jesus come. 
 And take his weary pilgrim home 1 
 When shall I meet him in the sky, 
 Holy, holy, holy, cry 1 
 
 HYMN 91. P. M. 
 
 The Complainer. 
 
 1 T SET myself against the Lord, 
 
 A Despis'd his Spirit and his word. 
 
 And wish'd to take his place : 
 It vex'd me so, that I must die, 
 And perish to eternity, 
 
 Or else be saved by grace. 
 
 2 Of every preacher I'd complain — 
 
 One spoke through pride, and one fopgaia^ 
 
 Another's learning's small : 
 Oae spoke too fast, and one too slow ; 
 One pray'd too loud, and one too low; 
 
 Another had no call. 
 Z Some walk too straight to make a show ; 
 While others far too crooked go, 
 
 And both of these I scorn ; 
 
138 HYMN 95. 
 
 Some, od(j fantastic motions make ; 
 Some stoop too low, some stand too straight. 
 No one is faultless Lorn. 
 
 4 With no profassor I cuiild join ; 
 
 Some dress too mean, and some too fine, 
 
 And some would walk too long ; 
 Some bad a ton^, some had no gi!t. 
 Some taikod too slow and some too swift. 
 And all of diem were wrong. 
 
 5 I thougl'.t they'd better stay at home. 
 Than to exhort where'er they come, 
 
 And tell us of their joys. 
 Tliey'd better keep their gardens free 
 From weeds, thriii to examine me. 
 
 And vex me with their noise. 
 
 •6 Kindred and neighbors too are bad, 
 
 And no true friend is to be had ; 
 
 My rulers too are vile : 
 At kngth kind heaven gave me to see 
 The fault did mostly lie in me. 
 
 And had done all tiie v.hile. 
 7 Now I can hear a child proclaim 
 The joyful news, and praise the name 
 
 Of Jesus Christ, my King : 
 I know no sect, the saints are one — 
 With my complaints I now have dene, 
 
 And God's free grace I sing. 
 IIYUiN 95. P. M. 
 
 THROUGHOUT the Savior's life we trace 
 Nothing but shame and deep disgrace, 
 No period else was seen ; 
 Till he a spotless victim fell, 
 Tasting in soul a painful hell, 
 Caused by the creature's sin. 
 2 On the cold ground raethinks I see 
 My Jesus kne«l and pray for me, 
 
HYMN 96. I8S 
 
 For tbif! I bim adore ; 
 Seized witli a chilly sweat tlirougliout. 
 Blood-drops did force their passage out 
 Through every poie. 
 
 3 A crown of thorns his temples bore, 
 His back with lashes ali was tore. 
 
 This he endured fur me ; 
 Mocking they pushed him here and there, 
 Marking his way with blood and tears, 
 
 Press'd by the heavy tree. 
 
 4 Thus up the hill he painful' came, 
 
 Round him they naock'd and made their game, 
 At length his cross they rear; 
 And can you hear the Sun of God 
 Cry out beneath his heavy load. 
 Without one thankful tear 1 
 
 5 Thus veiled io humanity, 
 
 !Te dies in anguish on the tree; 
 What tongue his grief cau tell '? 
 The shuddering rocks their heads recline. 
 The morning sun refuse to shine. 
 When the Redeemer fell. 
 
 6 Shout, brethren, shout with joy divine. 
 He drank the gall to give us wine 
 
 To quench our parching thirst; 
 Seraphs advance your voices higher. 
 Bride of the Lamb, unite the choir, 
 
 And laud the precious Christ. 
 
 HYMN 90. P. M. 
 1 nnHE gospel trump is sounding, 
 -fl Free grace to all aboundi.»^g. 
 And thousands are surrounding 
 
 The azure throne of God : 
 My Jesus is inviting, 
 His spirit does enligblen, 
 
140 HYMxN 96. 
 
 I will no longer slight Him 
 
 Who bought me with his blood. 
 2 He's made tomplote atonement, 
 Why should I fear to own it 1 
 I feel this present moment 
 
 Resolved to do his will ; 
 But when I had offended. 
 The law trnnsgress'd, he mended, 
 He died, and then ascended, 
 
 To save my soul from hell. 
 8 The j)romised Messiah, 
 I feel him drawnigher. 
 His goodness I admire. 
 
 And will revere his name; 
 My Saviour is arisen. 
 And spoke my sins forgiven, 
 And I am bound for heaven. 
 
 To New Jerusalem. 
 4 This world I have deserted. 
 My soul he hath converted, 
 His love to me imparted, 
 
 I feel the holy flame ; 
 My King and my protector, 
 Doth all my passions capture, 
 And fires my soul with rapture, 
 
 Salvation ia my theme. 
 .5 Free grace is now my portion, 
 I sail upon the ocean. 
 With love and sweet devotion, 
 
 Where Jesus ever reigns ; 
 The breezes blowing clear, 
 My sails are faith and prayer, 
 No danger will I fear. 
 
 He'll bring me safe to Ian J. 
 6 The saints are gone before, 
 To hail me on that shore. 
 
IIVMN 97- 141 
 
 Where parting is no more, <• 
 
 Jesus ever i oigns ; 
 The Author of creation, 
 Shall crown o'.ir souls in station, 
 We'll shout the great salvation, 
 
 In hyains of highest strains. 
 
 HYJIN 07. P. M. 
 
 1 4f\ SIGHT of anguish, view it near, 
 ^L/ What weeping innocent is here 1 
 
 A manger for his bed ; 
 The brutes yield refuge to his woe, 
 'Men the worst biutes, no pity show. 
 
 Nor give him friendly aid. 
 
 2 Why do no rapid thunders roll 1 
 Wiiv do not temr)ests rack the pole 1 
 
 O ! miracie of grace ! 
 Or why no angel on th- M'ing', 
 Warm for Uie honor of their king, 
 
 T'extirpate all our race. 
 
 3 Did he, that infant bath'd in tearg, 
 Call into form the rolling spheres ? 
 
 Did seraphs wait his nod ^ 
 Helpless he calls, l)Ut man delays, 
 The moral chaos disobeys. 
 
 This ofl'spring of a God. 
 
 4 Say, radiant Seraphs, thron'd in light. 
 Did love e'er tow'r so high a flight 1 
 
 Or glory sink so low 1 
 This wonder, angels feared declare. 
 Angels, the rapture scarce can bear 
 
 Or equal praise below. 
 
 5 Redemption ! 'tis a boundless theme, 
 Thou boundless Mind, our hearts Inflame 
 
 Wi'di ardor from above ; 
 WorJri are but faint, let joy express, 
 
U2 . HYiMN 9S. 99. 
 
 ^Vain is mere joy, let actions bless 
 This prodigy of !ove. 
 
 KYMN 93. P. M. 
 
 1 T|S>N the house of kinr; David a fouotain clothspring 
 <ii, From sin and «ncleainie,5s, from Jesuj our king 
 
 This fountain flows sweetly wherever applied, 
 It sj^iaag from tlie howels of Christ when he died. 
 
 2 If you are distressed, and burdened in thrall, 
 This well of salvilion stands open for all: 
 
 Come draw wlien you're weary, and di ink when you're 
 It was for the needy that Jesus did die. i'^Yi 
 
 3 If you are o'erburdened with inoui.tiins of gniit, 
 Come wash in that fountain that Jesus hath spilt: 
 Here is blood for the pardon and grace to revive 
 The Spirit to quicken and make you alive. 
 
 4 If you are a mourning the weakness of g'-ace, 
 This fountain stands open, 'twill answer your case; 
 Here are all things- provided for sinners undone, 
 And we're all invited and welcome to come. 
 
 HYMN 99. L. M. 
 The dying christian. 
 INE eyes are now closing to rest, 
 My body must soon be removed, 
 And mould 'ring, lie buried in dust. 
 No more to be envy'd or loved. 
 
 2 Ah ! what is it drawing my breath. 
 And stealing my senses away "? 
 O, tell me my soul, is it death, 
 Releasing me kindly from clayl 
 
 3 Now mounting, my soul shall desciy, 
 The regions of pleasure and love; 
 My spirit triumphant shall ily. 
 
 And dwell with my Saviour above. 
 
 4 O, happy, thrice happy exchange. 
 My Saviour with eyes full of love, 
 Novv beckons me, soon shall I range. 
 To fields of bright glory above. 
 
HYMN ICO. 141 
 
 1 O break oiT these fetters of clay, 
 I loDg to be free from ray load"; 
 Lord Jesas, I mourn ray delay. 
 Impatient to be wit!) iny God. 
 
 6 Each moment seems ling'ring and slow. 
 While far from my home I must stay ; A 
 I Jong for the pleasures that flow " :<m 
 Unceasing in regions of day. 
 
 7 No more to be tempted by sins. 
 No longer by Satan be vex'd ; 
 My conscience is peaceful within. 
 And is by bo passion perplexed. 
 
 8 Now speedily wafted on wing. 
 This world in a moment to leave; 
 
 O death, where is now thv dread stingy 
 And where is thy vict'ry,'0 gravel 
 
 9 Rejoice for a brother deceas'd. 
 Our loss is his infinite gain > 
 A soul out of prison releas'd. 
 And free'd from his bodily>pain, 
 
 HYMN 100. S. I\I. 
 
 1 I'J^O keep the lamp alive, 
 
 -S- With oil we fill the bow!; 
 Tis water makes the willow thrive. 
 And grace that feeds the soul. 
 
 2 The Lord's unsparing hand 
 Supplies tlie living stream : 
 
 It is not at oui" own command. 
 But still derived from him. 
 
 3 Beware of Peter's word. 
 Nor confidently say, 
 
 "1 never toi7/ deny "thee. Lord," 
 But grant I never may. 
 
 4 Man's wisdom is t© seek 
 His strength in Ged alone ; 
 
144 HTM?f Idl. 
 
 And e'en rd angel would be \feak, 
 Who trusted in his own. 
 
 5 Retreat beneath his wings, 
 An 1 in his grace confide ; 
 
 This more exalts the King of kings, 
 Than all your works beside. 
 
 6 In Jesus is our store, 
 Grace issues iVonihis throne ; 
 
 Whoever says, "I want no more,'' 
 Confesses he has none. 
 
 HYMN 101. P. M. 
 
 1 "^/"E fearful saints, march on, 
 
 M. It is the Lord's cuiiiniand; 
 Is ever let trifles stop your way, 
 To Canaan's piomiseil land. 
 
 2 Though mimeious foes arise, 
 And hell your course withstand*, 
 
 Slill force your passage through them all,' 
 To Canaan's promised land. 
 
 3 Keep ou a forward pace, 
 And never, never stand; 
 
 Till you behold the Saviour's face, 
 in Canaan's promised land. 
 
 4 C;ist not a wishful eye 
 Towards your native strand, 
 
 Like Lot's ifrail wife, but onward press, 
 To Canaan's premised land. 
 
 5 Mind not fh'alluring wiles. 
 Prepared by Satan's hand, 
 
 To draw you from the narrow path, 
 Which leads to Canaan's land. 
 
 6 The scripture is your rule, 
 By it you fall or stand, 
 
 V/aik in the way which it points out, 
 To Canaan's promised land. 
 
 7 Then shall you join above, 
 With all the ransoni'd band, 
 
 To celebrate redeeming love, 
 Iii Cajiaan'o p roniis'd land. 
 
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