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PREFACE The most important subject that ever engaged the attention of men or angels, is the worship of the true and living God ; it is that in wliicli the saints are not only engaged while here in tiie house of their pilgrimage, but it is lh;it in which they hope to be employed in the uncloud- ed regions of glory. When God delivered us from the horrible pit and miry clay, and estab- lished our goings, he also put a new song in our mouths ; even praise unto his name. And when John saw the Lamb standing upon Jloiint Zion, he saw also with him an innumerable com- pany employed in singing the new song before the throne of the Redeemer, which song no man could learn but those only which were re- deemed from the earth. And none but the re- deemed, regenerated, called and spiritually taught can worship God in the spirit, rejoice in Christ Jesus, and have no contidence in tlie flesh. The scriptures teach us, that two requi- sites are indispensable to the acceptable wor- ship of God ; the one is that we should worsliip him in spi?it : because he is a Spirit, and Avill have none other to worship him; and the other is that we worship him in truth ; for he is the God of Truth. If the vocal sounds of music, em- bellished by all the accomplishments of science or of art, could qualify us for spiritual devotion, then others might be found, besides the redeem- ed from the earth to join in the songs of Zion ; but none besides that company who are born of the Spirit, are qualifled to sing with the spirit ; and in the absence of that spirit, God cannot be trnly worshiped. Nor is it less essential or in dispensableto the worship of God, thathe be wor- shiped in truth. Xot only with a true lieart, with pure and honest intentions ; but that which, should be the theme of our songs, should be th", truth as it is in Jesus. The accomplished vocalist, without a particle of grace, may com- PREFACE. mancl tlie admiration and charm the animal feel- ings of all lovers of music ; and the natural passions of even christians may be stirred and -vvarmed by the animated singing of \v0rd3 which are far from being in accordance with truth. But no such performances will be ac- ceptable as worship, by that God who searches the hearts and tries the reins of the children of men. With these convictions, it has been the aim of the publisher of this book, to select only such Psalms, Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, as ore in harmony with the spirit and truth of spiritnal devotion. Such subjects have been selected, and such onl}^ as, in the judgment of the com- piler, express the truth of God, and in a man- ner to shew forth the praises of Him who has called us out of darkness into his marvellous light. Such subjects generally as are addressed to God, in humble but grateful acknowledg- ment of his being, his goodness, and his great salvation, avoiding such addresses as are too frequently made to the unregenerated sinner, as being altogether out of place when used un- der the profession of worshiping God. The words of the song which John heard the re- deemed sing were, " Great and marvellous are thy works. Lord God Almighty; just and true are thy waj's, thou King of saints." And siich in substance, should be the theme of all the children of God. God's people are not justifiable in using in- appropriate words, and especially such words as are untrue, in their devotional exercises; for they are admonished to sing with the l'ndkr- STANDiNG, as Well as with the spirit; and so to make melody in their hearts unto the Lord. Poems have been introduced into books which are used in many congregations, that are not on- \y destitute of the essential sentiments which the spirit of pure devotion inspires, but actually express doctrines entirely antagonistic to tlie doctrine of the Bible. Christians should never sing what they do not believe to be true. THE PUBLISHER. PSALMS AND HYMNS. PEEFECTIONS OF GOD. 1 L. M. , Watts. -*- God exalted above all Praise. 1 TT^TERNAL Power ! whose high abode f^J Becomes the grandeur of a God ; iiilinite lengths, beyond the bounds A\'kere stars revolve their little rounds. 2 The lowest step around thy seat, Piises too high for Gabriel's feet ; In vain the ftivored angel tries To reach thine height with woud'ring eyes. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ! We would adore our Maker too ; From sin and dust to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High ! 4 Earth from afar has heard thy fame, And worms have learnt to lisp thy name ; But, 0 ! the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 God is in heaven, but man below ; Be short our tunes ; our words be few ; A sacred reverence checks our songs. And praise sits silent on our tongues. 0 L. M. Merrick. ^ The Divine Perfections celebrated. Psalms Ixxxix. cxlv. 1 l^/fY grateful tongue, immortal King ! 1 Y I Th}' mercy shall for ever sing ; My verse to time's remotest day, Thy truth in sacred notes display. 2 O say, what strength shall vie with thine ? What name among the saints divine, Of equal excellence possessed. Thy sovereignty, great God, contest? 3 Thee, Lord, heaven's host their leader own; Thee, might unbounded. Thee alone, With endless majesty has crown'd ; And faith unsullied vests thee round. 6 PERFECTIONS 4 The heaven above and earth below, Thee, Lord, their great possessor, kuoAV : By thee, this orb to being rose, And all that nature's bounds enclose. 5 From thee, amid the aerial space, The north and south assume their place ; 'Tis thine the ocean's rage to guide, And ci^m at will its swelling tide. 6 0 bless'd the tribes, whose willing ear Awakes the festal shout to hear ; Who thankful see, where'er they tread, Tlij^ favoring beams around them spread. 7 How shall they joy, from day to day, Th}' boundless mercy to display, Th^' righteousness, indulgent Lord, With holy confidence record ! 8 0 wise in all thy works ! thy name Let man's whole race aloud proclaim ; And grateful, through the length of days, In ceaseless songs repeat thy praise. O L, M. Wattb. *-* The Incomprehensibility of God. OD is a name my soul adores — Th' Almighty Three, the Eternal One ! Nature and grace, with all their powers, Confess the Infinite unknown. 2 From thy great self thy being springs ; Thou art thy own original, Made up of uncreated things, And self-sufficience bears them all. 3 Thy voice i^roduced the seas and spheres, Bid the Avaves roar and planets shine ; But nothing like thyself appears Through all these spacious woks of thine. 4 Still restless nature dies and grows ; J-'rom change to change the creatures run ; Thy being no succession knows, And all thy vast designs are one. 5 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, And worship in submissive forms ; Thy presence shakes this lower ball. This little dwelling-place of worms. 6 How shall affrighted mortals dare To sing thy glory or thy grace ? 'G- OF GOD. T Beneath thy feet we lie so far, And see but shadows of thy face ! 7 Who can behold the blazing light ? Who can approach consuming flame ? None but thy wisdom knows thy might, None but thy word can speak thy name. A L. M. Watts, ^ God svpreme and self-svfficieni. 1 1 ITHAT is our God, or what his name, VV Nor men can learn, nor angels teach ; He dwells conceal'd in radiant flame, Where neither eyes nor thoughts can reach. 2 The spacious worlds of heavenly light, Compar'd with him, how short they fall ! They are too dark, and he too bright ; Nothing are they, and God is all. 3 He spoke the wondrous word, and lo ! Creation rose at his command ; Whirlwinds and seas their limits know, Bound in the hollow of his hand. 4 There rests the earth, there roll the splieres, There nature leans, and feels her prop : But his own self-suflQcience bears The weight of his own glories up. 5 The tide of creatures ebbs and flows. Measuring their changes by the moon : No ebb his sea of glory knows ; His age is one eternal noon, 6 Then fly, my song, an endless round, The lofty tune let Gabriel raise ; All nature dwell upon the sound. But we can ne'er fulfil the praise. K L. M. N ^ The Truth and Faithfulness of God. 1 'VT'B humble saints, proclaim abroad 1 The honors of a faitliful God ; , How just and true are all his ways ! How much above your liighest praise ! 2 The words his sacred lips declare. Of his own mind the image bear : What should him tempt, from frailty free Blest in his self-sufficiency ? 6 8 PERFECTIONS 3 He will not his great self deny ; A God all truth can never lie : As well might he his being quit As break his oath, or word forget. 4 Let frighten'd rivers change their course. Or backward hasten to their source ; Swift through the air let rocks be hurl'd, . And mountains like the chaff be whirl'd ; 6 Let suns and stars forget to rise, Or quit their stations in the skies ; Let heaven and earth both pass away, Eternal truth shall ne'er decay. 6 True to his word, God gave his Son To die for crimes which men had done : Blest pledge ! he never will revoke A single promise he has spoke. L. M. Beddome. The Justice and Goodness of God. 1 /~1 BEAT God, my Maker, and my King, VX Of thee I'll speak, of thee I'll sing ; All thou hast done, and all thou dost, Declare thee good, proclaim thee just : 2 Thy ancient thoughts, and firm decrees, Thy threat'nings and thy promises. The joys of heaven, the pains of hell, What angels taste, what devils feel : 3 Thy terrors, and thine acts of grace. Thy threat'ning rod and smiling face. Thy wounding, and thy healing word, A world undone, a world restor'd : 4 While these excite my fear and joy. While these my tuneful lips employ ; Accept, 0 Lord, the humble song. The tribute of a ti'embling tongue. 7 . C. M. * The Holiness of God, Isaiah viii. 13. 1 XXOLY and reverend is the name JLjL Of our eternal King : Tlirice holy Loi*d, the angels cry ; Thrice holy, let us sing. 2 Heaven's brightest lamps with him compar'd, How mean they look and dim ! The fairest angels have their spots, VVlien once compar'd with him. 8 OF GOD. 9 3 Holy is he in all Ms works, And truth is his delight ; But sinners and their wicked ways Shall perish from his sight. 4 The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, 0 my soul, to God ; Lift with thy hands a hoty heart To his sublime abode. ' b With sacred awe pronounce his name, Wliom words nor thoughts can reach ; A broken heart shall please him more Than the best forms of speech. 6 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul From all pollution free ; The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see. L. M. Williams. The Unity of God, Dent. vi. 4. 1 TT^TERXALGod! Almighty Cause l^J Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown ; All things are subject to thy laws. All things depend on thee alone. 2 Thy glorious Being singly stands, Of all within itself possest, ControU'd by none are thy commands. Thou from thyself alone art blest. 3 To thee alone ourselves we owe ; Let heaven and earth due homage pay ; All other gods we disavow, Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 4 Spread thy great name tlirough heathen lands; Their idol deities dethrone ; Reduce the world to thy command ; And I'eign, as thou art, God alone. Q L. M. ^ The Spirituality of God, John iv. 24. 1 npHOU art, O God ! a Spirit pure, I Invisible to mortal eyes ; Th' immortal, and the eternal King, The great, the good, the only wise. 2 Whilst nature changes, and her works Corrupt, decay, dissolve, and die, Thy essence pure no change shall see. Secure of immortality. 10 PEKFECTIONS 3 Thou great Invisible ! "w^hat hand Can draw thy image spotless fair ! To what in heaven, to what on earth, Can men the immortal King compare ! 4 Let stupid heathens frame their gods Of gold, and silver, wood and stone ; Ours is the God that made the heavens ; Jehovah he, and God alone. 6 My soul, thy purest homage pay, In truth and spirit him adore ; More shall this please than sacrifice. Than outward forms delight him more. 10 L. M. Steele. The Eternity of God, and Man''s Morlaliiy, Psalm xc. ORD, thou hast been thy children's God, All-powerful, wise, and good, and just, In every age their safe abode, Their hope, their refuge, and their trust. 2 Before thy word gave nature birth, Or spread the starry heavens abroad, Or form'd the varied face of earth, From everlasting thou art God. 3 Great Father of eternity. How short are ages in thy sight ! A thousand years how swift they fly ! Like one short silent watch of night ! 4 Uncertain life, how soon it flies ! Dream of an hour, how short our bloom ! Like spring's gay verdure now we rise Cut down ere night to fill the tomb. 5 Teach us to count our short'ning days, And, with true diligence, apply Our hearts to wisdom's sacred ways, That we may learn to live and die. 6 O make our sacred pleasures rise. In sweet proportion to our pains, 'Till e'en the sad remembrance dies, Nor one uneasy thought complains. 7 [Let thy almighty work appear With power and evidence divine ; And may the bliss thy servants share Continued to their cluldren shine. OF GOD. 11 8 Thy glorious image, fair imprest, Let all our hearts and lives declare ; Beneath thy kind protection blest, May all our labors own thy care !] 11 L. M. Doddri.lge. ■^ -^ The Immutability of God, and the Mala- bility of the Creation, Psalm xii. 2.5-2S. 1 /^ RE AT Former of this various frame, vJT Our souls adore thine awful name ; And bow and tremble while they praise The Ancient of eternal days. 2 Thou, Lord, with unsurpris'd survey, Saw'st nature rising yesterday ; And, as to-morrow, shall thine eye See earth and stars in ruin lie. 3 Beyond an angel's vision bright, Thou dwell'st in self-existent light ; Which shines, with undiminish'd ray, While suns and worlds in smoke decay. 4 Our days a transient period run. And change with every circling sun ; And, in the firmest state we boast, A moth can crush us into dust. 5 But let the creatures fall around ; Let death consign us to the ground ; Let the last general flame arise. And melt the arches of the skies : 6 Calm as the summer's ocean, we Can all the wreck of nature see. While grace secures us an abode, Unshaken as the throne of God. 19 CM. Watts. -*-^ The Infinite. 1 npHY names, how infinite they be ! I Great Everlasting One ! Boundless thy might and majesty, And unconfin'd tliy throne. 2 Thy glories shine of wond'rous size, And wondrous large thy grace ; Immortal day breaks from thine eyes, And Gabriel veils his face. 3 Thine essence is a vast abyss Which angels cannot sound, 12 PERFECTIONS An ocean of infinities Where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 The mysteries of creation lie Beneath enlighten'd minds ; Thoughts can ascend above the sky, And fly before the winds ; 6 Reason may grasp the massy hills, And stretch from jjole to pole ; But half thy name our spirits tills. And overloads the soul. 6 In vain our haughty reason swells, For nothing's found in thee But boundless Inconceivables, And vast Eternity. 1 q L. M. Merrick. -*-^ The Power and Providence of God, Psalm exxxv. 1 A/'il servants of your God, his fame 1 In songs of highest praise proclaim ; Ye who, on his commands intent, The courts of Israel's Lord frequent ; 2 Him praise — the everlasting King, And mercy's unexhausted spring : Haste, to his name your voices rear ; What name like his the heart can cheer? 3 Thy greatness. Lord, my thoughts attest, With awful gratitude impress 'd. Nor know, among the seats divine, A power that shall contend with thine : 4 O Thou, whose all-disposing sway The heavens, the earth, and seas obey ; Wliose might through all extent extends, Sinks through all depth, all height transcends; 5 From earth's low margin to the skies, Now bids the pregnant vapors rise ; The lightnings pallid sheet expands ; And glads with showers the furrow'd lands ; 6 Now, from thy storehouse, built on high, Permits the imjirison'd winds to fly ; And, guided by thy Avill, to sweep The surface of the foaming deep : 7 Him praise — the everlasting King, And mercy's unexhausted spring : Haste, to his name your voices rear ; What name like his the heart can cheer ? 14 L OF GOD. 13 • CM. The Omnipresence and Omniscience of God, Psalm cxxxix. OED ! tliou, witli an unerring beam, Surveyest all my powers ; My rising steps are watch'cl by tliee ; By thee, my resting lionrs. 2 My thoughts, scarce struggling into birth, Great God, are known to thee : Abroad, at home, still I'm enclos'd With thine immensity. 3 To thee, the labyrinths of life In open view appear ; Nor steals a whisper from my lips Without thy listening ear. 4 Behind I glance, and thou art there ; Before me, shines thy name : And 'tis thy strong almighty hand Sustains my tender frame. 5 Such knowledge mocks the vain essays Of my astonish'd mind ; Nor can my reason's soaring eye Its towering summit find. PAUSE. 6 Where from thy Spirit shall I stretch The pinions of mj'^ flight ? Or where, through nature's spacious range, Shall I elude thy sight ? 7 Scal'd I the skies, the blaze divine Would overwhelm my soul : Plung'd I to hell, there should I hear Thine awful thunders roll. 8 If on a morning's darting ray With matchless speed I rode, And flew to the wild lonely shore That bounds the ocean's flood ; 9 Thither thine hand, all-present God ! Must guide the wondrous way. And thine Omnipotence support The fabric of my clay. 10 Should I involve myself around With clouds of tenfold night. The clouds would shine like blazing noou Before thy piercing sight. 14 PERFECTIONS 11 " The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee : O may I ne'er provoke that Power From which I cannot flee !" 1 !rL CM. Watts. -*-^ Divine Sovereignty , 1 T^EEP silence, all created things, _I\^ And wait j'our Maker's nod ; My soul stands trembling while slie sings The honors of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3 Chained to his throne, a volume lies, With all the fates of men, With every angel's form and size, Drawn by th' Eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book. And makes his counsels shine ; Each opening leaf, and ev'ry stroke Fulfils some deep design. 5 Here he exalts neglected worms To sceptres and a crown : And there the following page he turns, And treads the monarch down. 6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives ; Nor dares the favorite angel pry Between the folded leaves. 7 My God, I would not long to see My fate with curious eyes, What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise : 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, 0 may I find my name Becorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord the Lamb ! 16 7'8 Francis, The Majesty of God. f^ LOEY to the eternal King, XJT Clad in majesty supreme ! Let all heaven his praises sing. Let all worlds his power proclaim. OF GOD. 15 2 Tlirongh eternitjf lie reigns In unbounded realms of light ; He the universe sustains As an atom in his sight. 3 Suns on suns, through boundless space, With their systems move or stand ; Or, to occupy their place, New orbs rise at his command. 4 Kingdoms flourish, empires fall, Nations live, and nations die, All forms nothing, nothing all — At the movement of his eye. 5 0, let my transported soul Ever on his glories gaze ; Ever yield to his control, Ever sound his lofty praise ! "17 L. M. Beddorae. •*- * The Wisdom of God. 1 ITTTAIT, 0 my soul, thy Maker's will ; VV Tumultuous passions, all be still ! Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; His ways are just, his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals ; But, though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his thi-one. 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas He executes his firm decrees ; And by his saints it stands confest, That what he does is ever best. g Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat ; And, 'midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. 18 C. M. Steele The goodness of God, Nahum i. 7. 1 "\7"E humble souls, approach your God M With songs of sacred praise. For he is good, immensely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care, In him we live and move ; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of his love. 16 PERFECTIONS 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms ; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known In its diviner forms. 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come ; 'Tis here our hope relies ; A safe defence, a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, The souls who trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward, "With bliss divinely free. 6 Great God, to thy Almighty love, What honors shall we raise ! Not all the raptur'd songs above Can render equal praise. 19 C. M. Steele. God is love, I John, iv. 8. 1 A MID the splendours of thy state, J\. My God, thy love appears With the soft radiance of the moon Among a thousand stars. 2 Nature through all her ample round Thy boimdless povx'er proclaims, And, in melodious accent, speaks The goodness of thy names. 3 Thy justice, holiness, and truth, Our solemn awe excite ; But tlie sweet charms of sovereign grace O'erwhelm us with delight. 4 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire. Thunders thy dreadful name ; But Sion sings, in melting notes. The honors of the Lamb. 5 In all thy doctrine and commands, Tliy counsels and designs, — In ev'ry work thy hands have fram'd. Thy iove supremely shines. 6 Angels and men the news proclaim, Through earth and heaven above, The joyful, and transporting news, Tliat God the Lord is Lovie I OP GOD. 17 OA L. M. Meclle.Y. ^^ The Lomng- Kindness of the Lord, Psalms Ixiii. 7. 1 A WAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, J\. And sing thy great Redeemer's praise ; He justly claims a song from me, His loving-kindness, 0 how free ! 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all ; He sav'd me from my lost estate, His loving-kindness, 0 how great! 3 Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, Though earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along, His loving-kindness, 0 how strong ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud. Has gather'd thick and thunder'd loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving-kindness, 0 how good ! 6 Often I feel my sinful heart Prone from my Jesus to depart ; But though I have him oft forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal poAvers must faU ; O ! may my last exqiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death. 7 Then let me mount and soar away To the bright world of endless day ; And sing, with rapture and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skies. OT ll's S . ■^-^ The Mercy of God, Psalm Ixxxix. 1. 1 fTlHY mercy, my God, is the theme of my X song, The joy of my heart, and the boast of my tongue ; Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last, Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast. 2 Without thy sweet mercy I could not live here, Sin soon would reduce me to utter despair ; But, through thy free goodness, m}'^ spirits revive. And he that first made me, still keeps me alive. 18 PERFECTIONS 3 Thy mercy is more than a match for my heart, WMch wonders to feel its own hardness depart ; Dissolv'd b}"^ thy goodness, I fall to the ground ; And weep to the praise of the mercy I foimd. 4 The door of thy mercy stands open all day To the poor and the needy, who knock by the way ; No sinner shall ever be empty sent back, Who comes seeking mercy for Jesus' sake. 6 Thy mercy in Jesus exempts me from hell : Its glories I'll sing, and its wonders I'll tell : 'Twas Jesus my friend, when he hung on the • tree, Who opened the channel of mercy for me. 6 Great Father of mercies ! thy goodness I own. And the covenant love of thy crucified Son : All praise to the Spirit, whose whisper divine. Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine ! 99 8. ■ Watts. ^-' The God of the Gentiles. 1 T" ET all the earth their voices raise i J To sing the choicest psalm of praise, To sing and bless Jehovah's name ; His glory let the heathen know, His wonders to the nations show. And all his saving Avorks proclaim. 2 The heathen know thy glorj'', Lord ; The wondering nations read thy word, But here Jehovah's name is known : Our worship shall no more be paid To gods which mortal hands have made, Om- Maker is our God alone. 3 He fram'd the globe, he built the sky. He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns complete in glory there ; His beams are majesty and ligiit ; His beauties how divinely bright ! His temple how divinely fair ! 4 Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel Ms saving power, And barbarous nations fear his name, Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of his holiness. And in Ms courts Ms grace proclaim. 23 OF GOD. 19 L. M. Watts. God invisible. 1 T ORD, we are blind, we mortals blind, I J We can't behold thy briglit abode ; 0 'tis beyond a creature's mind To glance a thought half way to God. 2 Infinite leagues be^^ond the sky The Great Eternal reigns alone, Where neither wings nor souls can fly, Nor angels climb the topless throne. 3 The Lord of Glory builds his seat Of gems incomparably bright, And lays beneath his sacred feet Substantial beams of gloomy night. 4 Yet, glorious Lord, thy gracious eyes Look through, and cheer us from above ; Bej'ond our praise thy grandeur flies, Yet we adore, and yet we love. 24 C. M. Watts. God^s JEterniiy. ISE, rise, my soul, and leave the ground, Stretch all thy thoughts abroad, And rouse up every tuneful sound To praise th' eternal God. 2 Long ere the lofty skies were spread Jehovah fill'd liis throne ; Or Adam form'd, or angels made, The Maker liv'd alone. 3 His boundless years can ne'er decrease, But still maintain their prime ; Eternity'' s his dwelling place. And ever is his time. 4 While like a tide our minutes flow. The present and the past. He fills his own immortal now, And sees our ages waste. 5 The sea and sky must perish too. And vast destruction come ! The creatures — look, how old they grow, And wait their fiery doom ! 6 Well, let the sea shrink all away, And flames melt down the skies, My God shall live an endless day, When th' old creation dies. 20 PERFECTIONS OfC C. M. Watts. '^^ GocVs eternal Dominion. 1 f^ REAT God, how infinite art thou! VJT Wliat wortliless •worms are we ! Let tlie wliole race of creature-^ bow And pay their praise to thee. 2 Tliy throne eternally has stood, Ere seas or stars were made ; Thou art the ever-living God Were all the nations dead. 3. Nature and time quite naked lie To thine immense survey, From the formation of the sky To the great burning day. 4. Eternity with all its years Stands present in th}' view ; To thee there's nothing old appears, Great God, there's nothing new. 5 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vex'd with trifling caxes ; While thine eternal thoughts move on Thine undisturb'd affairs. 6 Great God, how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow And pay their praise to thee. OC\ L. M. Watts. •^ ^ The Eternal and Sovereign God. 1 TEHOVAH reigns ; he dwells in light, fj Girded with majesty and might: The world created by his hands Still on its fii-st foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundations laid, Thy throne from everlasting stood. Thyself the ever-living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies ; Vain floods that aim their rage so high ! At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure ; Thy promise stands for ever sure ; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. OF GOD. 21 OY (As tlie old SOtli Psalm.) Watts. ■^ • The same. 1 fTlHE Lord of glory reigns, lie reigns on high ; I His robes of state are strength and ma- jesty ; This wide creation rose at his command, Built by his word, and stablishedby liis hand: Long stood his throne ere lie began creation, And his own Godhead is the firm foundation. 2 God is til' eternal King : Thy foes in vain Raise their rebellion to confound thy reign : In vain the storms, in vain the Hoods arise, And roar and toss their waves against the skies; Foaming at heaven, they rage with wild com- motion, [ocean. But heav'n's high arches scorn the swelling 3 Ye tempests rage no more ; ye floods be still ; And the mad world submissive to his Avill ; Built on his truth his church must ever stand ; Firm are his promises, and strong his liand ; See his own sons when they appear before him, Bow at his footstool, and with fear adore him. OO L. M. Watts. ■"^ The All-seeing Eye. ORD thouliastsearch'd and seemme thro' ; Thine eye commands with piercing vieAV My rising and retiring hours, My heart and flesh with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they are my own, Are to my God distinctly known ; He knows the words I mean to speak Ere from my op'ninglips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand ; On every side I find tliy hand ; Awake, asleep, at home abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great! What large extent ! what lofty height ! My soul, with all the powers I boast. Is in the boundless prospect lost. PAUSE I. 5 Could I so false, so faithless prove To quit thy service and thy love, AVliere Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run ? 22 PERFECTIONS 6 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light ; Or dive to hell, there vengeance reigns, And Satan groans beneath his chains. 7 If mounted on a morning ray, I fly bej-ond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest th}'^ fugitive. 8 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. PAUSE II. 9 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-seeing eyes ; Thy hand can seize thy foes as soon Through midnight shades as blazing noon. 10 Midnight and noon in this agree, Great God, they're both alike to thee ; Not death can hide what God will spy. And hell lies naked to his eye. 11 ' 0 may these thoughts possess my breast, 'Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ! ' Nor let my weaker passions dare ' Consent to sin, for God is there.' 29 C. M. Watt3. God is eoerywliere, 1 XN all my vast concerns with thee I In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thy all-surroxmding sight surveys My rising and my rest. My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of by breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord Before they're form'd within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 0 wondrous knowledge, deep and high, Where can a creature hide ? Within thy circling arms 1 lie, Beset on every side. OP GOD. 23 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secur'd by sovereign love. PAUSE. 6 Lord, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown ? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 7 Should I suppress my vital breath, To 'scape the wrath divine, Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 8 K wiug'd with beams of morning-light, I fly beyond the west, Thy hand which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 9 If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night. Those flaming eyes that guard thy law, "Would turn the shades to light. 10 The beams of noon, the midnight hour Are both alike to thee ; O may I ne'er provoke that power From which I cannot flee ! 30 S. M. Watts. God's awful Power and Goodness. THE almighty Lord ! How matchless is his power ! Tremble, 0 earth, beneath his word, While all the heavens adore. 2 Let proud imperious kings Bow low before his throne, Crouch to his feet, ye haughty things. Or he shall tread you down. 3 Above the skies he reigns. And with amazing blows He deals unsufFerable pains On his rebellious foes. i Yet, everlasting God, We love to speak thy praise ; Thy sceptre's equal to thy rod, The sceptre of thy grace. 24 PERFECTIONS 5 The arms of mighty love Defend our Sion well, And heavenly mercy walls us round Prom Babylon and Hell. 6 Salvation to the King That sits enthroned above ; Thus we adore the God of might, And bless the God of love. 31 C. M. Watts. Governing Power and Goodness ; or, our Graces tried by Affliction. 1 CIING, all ye nations, to the Lord, iO Sing with a jo3'ful noise ; With melody of sound record His honors, and your joys. 2 Say to the power that shakes the sky ' How terrible art thou ! * Sinners before thy presence fly, ' Or at thy feet they bow.' 3 Come, see the wonders of our God, "How glorious are his ways ! In Moses' hand he puts his rod, And cleaves the frightened seas. 4 He made the ebbing channel dry, While Israel pass'd the flood ; Tlicre did the cliurch begin their joy. And triumph in their God. 5 He rules by his resistless might : Will rebel-mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war ? 6 0 bless our God, and never cease Ye saints, fulfil his praise ; He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways. 7 Lord, thou hast prov'd our suifering souls, To make our graces shine ; So silver bears the burning coals Tlie metal to refine. 8 Through wat'ry deeps and fiery ways We march at thy command, Led to possess the promis'd place By thine unerring hand. OF GOD 25 09 C. M. Watts. ^— ' Creatures vain, arul God all-sufficient. I LEST is the nation where the Lord Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; Where he feveals his heavcnl}' word, And calls their tribes his own. 2 His eye, with infinite survey, Does the whole woi'ld behold ; He form'd us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould. 3 Kings are not rescued by the force Of armies from the grave ; Nor speed, nor courage of a horse Can the bold rider save. 4 Yain is the strength of beasts or men To hope for safety thence ; But all the saints from God obtain A strong and sure defence. 5 God is their fear, and God their trust ; When plagues or famine spread, His watchful eye secures the just Amongst ten thousand dead. 6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, And bless us from thy thi»oue ; For we have made thy word our choice, And trust thy grace alone. 00 L. M. Watts. ^^ God Sovereign and Gracious. 1 'TT'E servants of th' almighty King, I In every age liis praises sing ; Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat. 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky, • Stands his high throne of majesty ; Nor time, nor place, his power restrain, Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels, with their God compare ? His glories how divinely bright. Who dwells in uncreated light ! 4 Behold his love : he stoops to view What saints above and angels do ; And condescends yet more to know The mean attaus of men below. 26 PERFECTIONS 6 From dust and cottages obscure, His grace exalts the humble poor ; Gives them the honor of his sons, And fits them for their heavenly thrones. 6 [A word of his creating voice Can make the barren house rejoice ; Though Sarah's ninety years were past, The promis'd seed is born at last. 7 With joy the mother views her son, And tells the wonders God has done : Faith may grow strong when sense despairs, If nature fails, the promise bears.] 04^ C. M. Watts. ^^ The Book of God^s Decrees. 1 T" ET the whole race of creatures lie I J Abas'd before their God ; Whate'er his Sovereign voice hath forni'd He governs with a nod. 2 [Ten thousand ages ere the skies Were into motion brought, All the long years and worlds to come Stood present to liis thought. 3 There's not a sparrow or a worm, But's found in his decrees ; He raises monarchs to their thrones, And sinks them as he please.] 4 If light attend the course I run, ,'Tis he provides those rays : And 'tis his hand that hides my sun, If darkness cloud my days. 6 Yet I would not be much concern'd. Nor vainly long to see The volume of his deep decrees. What months are writ for me. 6 When he reveals the book of life, 0 may I read my name Amongst the chosen of his love, The followers of the Lamb ! 35 0 S. M. Watts. God's Sovereignty and Goodness ; and Man''s Dominion over the Creatures. LORD, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine ; OF GOD. 27 Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high I raise my wondering eyes, And see the moon complete in lignt Adorn the darksome skies : 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms ! 4 Lord, what is Avorthless man, That thou should'st love bim so ? Next to thine angels is he plac'd, And lord of all below. 5 Thine honors crown his head, While beasts like slaves obey. And birds that cut the air with wings. And fish that cleave the sea. G How rich thy bounties are ! And wond'rous are thy ways : Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise. 7 [Out of the mouths of babes And sucklings thou canst draw Surprising honors to thy name. And strike the world with awe. 8 0 Lord, our heavenl}^ King, Thy name is all divine : Thy glories round the earth are spread, • And o'er the heavens they shine.] 36, L. M. Watts. 'GocVs Dominion over the Sea, Ps. cvii. 23. 1 /~^ OD of the seas, thy thundering voice V^T Makes all the roaring waves rejoice, And one soft word of thy command Can sink them silent in the sand. 2 If but a Moses wave thy rod, The sea divides and owns its God ; The stormy floods their Maker knew, And let his chosen armies through. 3 The scaly flocks amidst the sea. To thee their Lord a tribute pay : The meanest fish that swims the flood Leaps up, and means a praise to God. 28 PEBFECTIONS 4 [The larger monsters of the deep, Oti thy commands attendance keep, B}' thy permis.sion sport and play, And cleave along their foaming Avay. 5 If God his voice of tempest rears Leviathan lies still and fears, Anon he lifts his nostrils high, And spouts the ocean to the sky.] 6 How is thy glorious power ador'd. Amidst those wat'ry nations, Lord ! Yet the bold men that trace the seas, Bold men, refuse their Maker's praise. 6 [What scenes of miracles they see. And never tune a song to thee ! While on the flood they safely ride. They curse the hand that smooths the tide. 8 Anon they plunge in "wat'ry graves, Antl some drink death among the waves : Yet the surviving crew blaspheme, Nor own the God that rescu'd them.] 9 O for some signal of thine hand, Shake all the seas, Lord, shake the land, Great Judge, descend, lest men deny That there's a God that rules the sky. qy CM.- Watts. *^ * G-od, holy, just and sovereign. Job ix. 2 — 10. 1 TTOW should the sons of Adam's race XjL Be pure before their God? If he contend in righteousness We fall beneath his rod. 2 To vhidicate my words and thoughts I'll make no more pretence ; Not one of all my thousand faults Can bear a just defence. 3 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise ; What vain presumers dare Against their Maker's hand to rise, Or tempt th' unequal war? 4 [Moiwitains by his almighty wrath From their old seats are torn ; He shakes the earth from south to north, And all her pillars mourn. 6 He bids the sun forbear to rise, Th' obedient sun forbears : OF GOD. 2!) His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies And seals up all the stars. 6 He walks upon the stormy sea, Flies on the stormy wiiul ; Tliere's none can trace his wond'rons way, Or his dark footsteps find.] C. M." AVatts. The Goodness of God. WEET is the memory of thy grace, O Mj' God, my heavenly King ; Let age to age tin' rigliteousness In songs of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but ne'er confines His goodness to the skies ; Through the whole earth his bounty shines. And every want supplies. 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food, * Til)' lib'ral hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine anger moves ! But soon he sends his pardoning word To cheer the souls he loves. 5 Creatures with all their endless race, Thj^ power and praise jn-oclaim ; But saints that taste thy richer grace Delight to bless thy name. on S. M. Watts^ ^'^ Praise for spiritual and temporal mercies. '0 BLESS the Lord, my soul ; Let all within me join. And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favors are divine. 0 bless the Lord, my soul ; Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. .He crowns thy life with love, When ransonrd from the grave ; 50 PERFECTIONS He that recleem'd my sotil from hell, Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good ; He gives the sufferers rest ; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' opprest. 6 His wond'rous works and ways He made by Moses known ; But sent the world his truth and grace, By his beloved Son. Af\ L. M. Watts. ^^ God^s Condescension to Human Affairs. 1 "TTP to the Lonl that reigns on liigh, \J And views the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large his bounties are. 2 [He that can shake the worlds he made. Or with his word, or with his rod, His goodness how amazing great ! And what a condescending God !] 3 [God that must stoop to view the skies. And bow to see what angels do, Down to the earth he casts his eyes. And bends his footsteps downward too.] 4 He overrules all mortal things, And manages our mean affairs ; On humble souls the King of kings Bestows his counsel and his cares. 6 Our sorrows and our tears we pour Into the bosom of our God, He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps us bear the heavy load. 6 In vain might lofty princes try Such condescension to perform ; For worms were never rais'd so high Above their meanest fellow- worm. 7 O could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace, To the third heaven our songs should rise, And teach the golden harps thy praise. Al L- M. Watts. -^-*- The Vengeance and Compassion of God. 1 T ET God arise in all his might, 1 J And put the troops of hell to flight, ^ OF GOD. 31 As smoke that sought to cloud the skies Before the rising tempest flies. 2 [He comes array'd in burning flames ; Justice and vengeance are his names ; Behold his fainting foes expire Like melting wax before the fire.] 3 He rides and thunders through the sky ; His name Jehovah sounds on high ; Sing to his name, ye sons of grace ; Ye saints rejoice before his face. 4 The widow and the fatherless Fl}'' to his aid in sharp distress, In him the poor and helpless find A judge that's just, a father kind. 5 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And prisoners see the light again ; But rebels, that dispute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. PAUSE. 6 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your song ; His wonderous names and powers rehearse ; His honors shall enrich your verse. 7 He shakes the heavens with loud alarms ; How terrible is God in arms ! In Israel are his mercies known, Israel is his peculiar throne. 8 Proclaim him king, pronounce him blest ; He's your defence, your joy, your rest. "V\Tien terrors rise and nations faint, God is the strength of every saint. 42 'A C. M. Watts. Divine Wrath and Mercy, Nahum i. 2, &c. DORE and tremble, for our God Is a consuming Are ;* His jealous eyes his wrath inflame, And raise his vengeance higher. Almighty vengeance, how it burns ! How bright his fury glows ! Vast magazines of plagues and storms Lie troasm-'d for his foes. Those heaps of wrath by slow degrees Are forced into a flame, *Heb. xii. 29. 43 32 PERFECTIONS But kindled, 0 how fierce they blaze ! And rend all nature's frame. 4 At his approach the mountains flee, And seek a watery grave ; The frighted sea makes haste away, And shrinks up every wave. 5 Through the wide air the weighty rocks Are swift as hail-stones hurl'd : Who dares engage his fiery rage That shakes the solid world ? 6 Yet, mighty God, thy sovereign grace From thy eternal throne, The refuge of thy chosen race When wrath comes rushing down. 7 Thy hand shall on rebellious kings A fiery tempest pour, While we beneath thy sheltering wings Thy just revenge adore. S. M. Watts. * Abounding Compassion of God; or, Mercy in the midst of Judgment. 1 "A/TY soul, repeat his praise JLVJL Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide ; And when his strokes are felt, His sti'okes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heavens are rais'd Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His power subdues our sins ; And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 6 The pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our humble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with every breath ; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. OF GOD. 33 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning Hower ; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. A A L. M. Watts. ■*-■*- God^s gentle Chastisement; or, his tender Mercy to his People. 1 npHE Lord, how wonderous are his ways ! I How firm his truth ! how large his grace ! He takes his mercy for his throne. And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise. Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature plac'd The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his wrath arise ! On swifter wings salvation flies ; And if he lets his anger burn. How soon his frowns to pity turn ! 5 Amidst his wrath compassion shines ; His strokes are lighter than our sins ; And while his rod corrects his saints, His ear indulges their complaints. So fathers their young sons chastise, With gentle hands and melting eyes ; The children weep beneath the smart And move the pity of their heart. PAUSE. 7 The mighty God, the wise, and just, Knows that our frame is feeble dust ; And will no heavy loads impose Beyond the sti-ength that he bestows. 8 He knows how soon our nature dies, Blasted by every wind that flies ; Like grass Ave spring, and die as soon As morning flowers that fade at noon. 84 TERFECTIONS 9 But his eternal love is sure To all the saints, and shall endure : From age to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. AK CM. Watts. ^^ The Faithfulness of God. 1 "ll/rY never ceasing song shall show .jVI The mercies of the Lord, And make succeeding ages know How faithful is his word. 2 The sacred truths his liiis pronounce Shall firm as heaven endure ; And if he speak a promise once, Th' eternal grace is sure. 3 How long the race of David held The promis'd Jewish throne ! But there's a nobler covenant sealed To David's greater Son. 4 His seed for ever shall possess A throne above the skies ; The meanest subject of his grace Shall to that glory rise. 6 Lord God of Hosts, thy wond'rous ways Are sung by saints above ; And saints on earth their honors raise To thine unchanging love. A p. L. M. Watts. ^^ Praise to God for his Goodness and Truth. 1 TQBAISE ye the Lord, my heart shall join r In work so pleasant, so divine, Now, while the flesh is mine abode. And when my soul ascends to God. 2 Praise shall employ my noblest powers, TMiile immortality endures ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past. While life, and thought, and being last. 3 Why should I make a man my trust ? Princes must die and turn to dust ; Their breath departs, their pomp and power, And thoughts, all vanish in an hour. 4 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God : he made the sky. And earth and seas with all their train. And none shall find his promise vain. OF GOD. 35 5 His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' opprest, he feeds the i^oor ; He sends the laboring conscience peace, And grants the prisoner sweet release. G The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He. helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 6 He loves his saints, he knows them well. But turns the wicked doAvn to hell ; Thy God, 0 Zion, ever reigns; Praise him in everlasting strains. ,47 C. M. Watts. ^ * The Ferfectiori^ of God. 1 f^ BEAT is the Lord ; his works of might VDT Demand our noblest songs ; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food ; And ever mindful of his word. He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came And seal'd his covenant sure : Holy and Reverend is his name, His ways are just and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin ; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating every sin. AQ C. M. Watts. ^^ The Divine Perfections. 1 XTO^^ ^'^^^^^ I P^'^ise th' eternal God, Xl That infinite Unknown ? AVho can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne ? 2 The great Invisible ! He dwells Conceal'd in dazzling light ; But his all-searching eye reveals The secrets of the night. 3 Those watchful ej'es that never sleep Survey the world around ; His wisdom is a boundless deep Where all oui- thoughts are drown'd. 36 rEPvFECTIONS 4 [Speak we of strength ? His arm is strong To save or to destroy : Infinite years his life prolong, And endless is his joy.] 5 [He knows no shadow of a change, Nor alters his decrees ; Firm as a rock his truth remains To guard his promises.] 6 [Sinners before his presence die ; How holy is his name ! His anger and his jealousy Burn like devouring flame.] 7 Justice upon a dreadful throne Maintains the rights of God ; While mercy sends her pardons down, Through the Redeemer's blood. AQ L. M. Watts. ^^ The Divine Perfections. 1 f\ REAT God, thy glories shall employ VX My holy fear, my humble joy ; My lips in songs of honor bring Their tribute to th' eternal King. 2 [Earth and the stars and worlds unknown Depend obsequious on his throne ; All iiature hangs upon his word, And gi'ace and glory own their Lord.] 3 [His sovereign power what mortal knows ? If he comnumds who dare oppose ? With strength he girds himself around, And treads the rebels to the giound.] 4 [Who shall pretend to teach him skill ? Or guide the counsel of his Avill ? His wisdom like a sea divine Flows deep and high beyond our line.] 5 [The beamings of his piercing sight Bring dark hypocrisy to light ; Death and destruction naked lie, And hell uncover'd to liis eye,] 6 [Each of his words demands my faith, 5ly soul can rest on all he saith ; His truth imiolably keeps The largest promise of his lips.] 7 O tell me with a gentle voice, Thou art my God, and I'll rejoice ! OF GOD 37 Fill'd with thy love, I dare proclaim The brightest honors of thy name. 50 L. M. Watts. Hie same. 1 TEHOVAH reigns, his throne is high, pj His robes are light and majesty ; His glory shines with beams so bright, Xo mortal can sustain the sight. ^ 2 His terrors keep the world in awe, His justice guards his holy law, His love reveals a smiling face, His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And baffles Satan's deep designs ; His power is sovereign to fulhl The holy counsel of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my father and my friend ! Then let my songs with angels join ; Heaven is secure if God be mine. ni L.M. Watts. *^-^ God Incomprehensible and Sovereign. 1 /^AX creatures to perfection find* V^ Th' eternal uncreated mind? Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search his nature out? 2 "Tis high as heaveu, 'tis deep as hell. And what can mortals know or tell? His glory spreads beyond the sky And all the shining worlds on high. 3 But man, vain man, would fain be wise ; Born like a wild young colt he flies Through all the follies of his mind, And smells, and snufls the empty wind. 4 God is a King of power unknown, Firm are the orders of his throne ; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why, or what he does? 5 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole ; He calms the tempest of the soul ; When he shuts up in long despair, Who can remove the heavy bar ? * Job xi. 7. 38 PERFECTIONS 6 *He frowns, and darkness veils the moon The fainting sun grows dim at noon ; fThe pillars of heav'n's starry roof Tremble and start at his reproof. 7 He gave the vaulted heaven its form, The crooked serpent and the worm ; He breaks the billows with his breath, And smites the sons of pride to death. 8 These are a portion of his ways, But who shall dare describe his face ? Who can endure his light ? or stand To hear the thunders of his hand ? ^O S. M. Watts. ^^ The WicJcedness of Man, and the Majesty of God ; or, practical Atheism exx>osed. 1 "IXrHEX man grows bold in sin, \ V My heart within me cries, " lie hath no faith of God Avithin, Nor fear before his eyes." 2 [He walks a while conceal'd In a self-flattering dream, Till his dark crimes at once reveal'd Expose his hateful name.] 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair ; Wisdom is banish'd from his soul, And leaves no goodness there. 4 He plots upon his bed New mischiefs to fulfil ; He sets his heart, and hands, and head, To practise all that's ill. 5 But there's a dreadful God, Though men renounce his fear : His justice hid behind the cloud Shall one great day appear. 6 His truth transcends the sky ; In heaven his mercies dwell ; Deep as the sea his judgments lie, His anger burns to hell. 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs I O never let my soul remove From underneath his wings. * Job XXV. 5. t Job xxvl. 11, &c. OP GOD. 39 ^Q L.M. Watts. ^*-' The true Qod our liefuge; or, Idolatry reproved, 1 "VTOT to ourselves, who are but dust, _Li Not to ourselves is glory due, Eternal God, thou only just, Thou only gracious, wise and true. 2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name ; Why should a heathen's haughty tongue Insult us, and to raise our shame Say, ' Where's the God you've serv'd so long?' 3 The God we serve maintains his throne Above the clouds, beyond the skies. Through all tlie earth his will is done, He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 4 But the vain idols they adore Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ; At best a mass of glittering ore, A silver saint, or golden god. 5 [With eyes and ears they carve their head. Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind ; In vain are costly offerings made. And vows are scattered in the wind. 6 Their feet were never made to move, Nor hands to save when mortals pray ; Mortals that pay them fear or love Seem to be blind and deaf as they.] 7 0 Israel, own the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest ; The Lord shall build thy ruins up. And bless the people and the priest. 8 The dead no more can speak thy praise, They dwell in silence and the grave ; ButVe shall live to sing thy grace, And tell the world thy power to save. KA C. M. Watts., «Jt: Praise due to God, not lo Idols. 1 A WAKE, ye saints ; to praise your King, J\ Your sweetest passions raise, Your pious pleasure, while you sing, Increasing with the praise. 2 Great is the Lord ; and works unknown Are his divine employ ; But still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy. 40 PERFECTIONS 3 Heaven, earth, and sea, confess his hand ; He bids the vapors rise ; Lightning and storm at his command Sweep through the sounding skies. 4 All power that gods or kings have claim'd, Is found with him alone ; But heathen gods should ne'er be nam'd Where our Jehovah's known. 6 Wliich of the stocks or stones they trust Can give them showers of rain ? In vain they worship glittering dust, And pray to gold in vain. 6 [Their gods have tongues that cannot talk, Such as their makers gave ; Their feet were ne'er design'd to walk, Nor hands have power to save. 7 Blind are their eyes, their ears are deaf. Nor hear when mortals pray ; Mortals that wait for their relief, Are blind and deaf as they.] 8 Ye saints adore the li\ing God, Serve him Avith faith and fear ; He makes the churches his abode, And claims your honors there. K^ S. M. Watts. *^^ God^s universal Dominion ; or, Angels praise the Lord. 1 nnHE Loi-d, the sovereign King, I Hath fix'd his throne on high ; O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels great in might, And swift to do his will, Ble^ ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, miose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts who wait The orders of their King, Attend his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 Wliile all his wondrous works. Through his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glor}^ thou, my soul. Shall sing his graces too. 56 OF GOD. 41 C. M. Watts. A general Song of Praise to Ood, 1 A MONG the princes, eartlily gods, ./\. There's none hath power divine ; Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, Nor are their works like thine. 2 The nations thou hast made shall bring Their offerings round thy throne ; For thou alone dost wonderous things, For thou art God alone. 3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet : Teach me thine heavenly ways. And my poor scatter'd thoughts imite In God my father's praise. 4 Great is thy mercy, and my tonguo Shall those sweet wonders tell, How by thy grace my sinking soul Rose from the deeps of hell. 57 P. M. Watts. Praise to God from all Creatures. 1 "\7"E tribes of xVdam, join JL With heaven, and earth and seas, And offer notes divine To your Creator's praise : Ye holy throng Of angels bright, In worlds of light Begin the song. 2 Tliou sun with dazzling rays. And moon that rules the night, Shine to your Maker's praise. With stars of twinkling light ; His power declare, Ye floods on high, And clouds that fly In empty air. 3 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand. Or in swift courses move , By his supreme command : * He spake the word, And all their frame From nothing came To praise the Lord. 4 He mov'd their mighty wheels In unknown ages past. And each his word fulfils While time and nature last: In different ways His Avorks proclaim His wonderous name, And speak his i)raise. 42 PERFECTIONS PAUSE. 6 Let all the earth-born race, And monsters of the deep, The fish that cleave the seas, Or in their bosom sleep, From sea and shore ^heir tribute pay, And still display Their Maker's power. 6 Ye vapors, hail, and snow. Praise ye th' almighty Lord, And stormy winds that blow To execute his word : When lightnings shine, Or thunders roar, Let earth adore His hand divine. 7 Ye mountains near the skies, With lofty cedars there, And trees of humbler size That fruit in plenty bear ; Beasts wild and tame, Birds, flies and worms In various forms Exalt his name. 8 Ye kings, and judges, fear The Lord, the sovereign King ; And while you rule us here, His heavenly honors sing : Nor let the dream of Power and state Make you forget His power supreme. 9 Virgins, and youths, engage To sound his praise divine, While infancy and age Their feebler voices join : Wide as he reigns His name be sung By every tongue In endless strains. 10 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near And makes them taste his love : While earth and sky Attempt his praise. His saints shall raise His honors high. KQ CM. Medley. ^^ The Wisdom and Goodness of God. Prov. viii. 14; Exod. xxxiv, 6. 1 /^ OD shall alone the refuge be, VjT And comfort of my mind ; Too wise to be mistaken. He, Too good to be unkind. 2 In all his holy, sovereign will, He is, I daily find, OF GOD. 43 Too wise to be mistaken, still, Too good to be unkind. 3 [When I the tempter's rage endure 'Tis God supports my mind . Too wise to be mistaken, sure, Too good to be unkind.] 5 What though I can't his goings see, Nor all his footsteps find, Too wise to be mistaken. He, Too good to be unkind. 6 Hereafter he will make me know, And I shall surely find. He was too wise to err, and O, Too good to be unkind. KQ CM. Watts. ^'^ Sincerity and Hypocrisy; or, Foi'mality in Worship, John iv. 24. Ps. cxxxix. 23, 24. 1 /^ OD is a Spirit just and wise, VHT He sees our inmost mind ; In vain to heaven we raise our cries. And leave our souls behind. 2 Nothing but truth before his throne With honor can appear. The painted hypocrites are known Through the disguise they wear. 3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies. Their bending knees the ground ; But God abhors the sacrifice Where not the heart is found. 4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make ray soul sincere ; Then shall I stand before my face. And find acceptance there. (if\ 7s. Montgomery. ^^ Praise to the Creator. 1 TTERALDS of creation ! cry, XI Praise the Lord, the Lord most high ! Heaven and earth ! obey the call, Praise the Lord, the Lord of all. 2 For He spake, and forth from night Sprang the universe to light ; He commanded^Nature heard, • And stood fast upon his word. 44 PERFECTIONS 3 Praise Him, all ye saints above! Spirits perfected in love ; Sun and moon ! your voices raise, Sing, ye stars ! your Maker's praise. 4 Earth! from all tliy depths below, Ocean's hallelujahs flow ; Lightning, vapor, wind and storm, Hail and snow, his will perform. 5 Vales and moimtains ! burst in song ; Rivers ! roll with praise along ; Clap your hands, ye trees! and hail God, who comes in every gale. 6 Birds! on wings of rapture, soar, Warble at his temple-door ; Joyful sounds, from herds and flocks. Echo back, ye caves and rocks ! 7 Kings ! your Sovereign serve with awe ; Judges ! own his righteous law ; Princes ! worship Him with fear; Bow the knee, all people here ! 8 High above all height his throne, . Excellent his name alone ; Him let all his works confess ! Him let every being bless ! (Yl C. M. Primitive. '-'-^ Omniscience and omnipresence of God celebv Cited • 1 "TXTHERE from thy Spirit shall I stretch VV The pinions of my flight? Or Avhere, through nature's spacious range, Shall I elude thy sight ? 2 Scaled I the skies, the blaze divine Would overwhelm my soul ; Plunged I to hell, there should I hear Thine awful thunders roll. 8 If on a morning's darting ray, With matchless speed I rode. And flew to the wild, lonely shore. That bounds the ocean's flood ; 4 Thither thine hand, all-present God, Must guide the wondrous way, And thine omnipotence supj)ort The fabric of my clay. 6 Should I involve myself around With clouds of tenfold night, OF GOD. 45 The clouds -would shine like blazing noon, Before thy piercing sight. 6 If in thy being so enclosed, How vain tlV attempt to fly, Since every rising bud of thought Is naked to thine eye ! CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. aO L. M. Needham. ^^A Summary View of the Creation, Gen. i. 1 T OOK up, ye saints ! direct your eyes I J To him who dwells above the skies ; With your glad notes his praise rehearse Who form'd the mighty universe. 2 He spoke, and from the womb of night, At once sprang up the cheering light ; Him discord heard ; and, at his nod, Beauty awoke, and spoke the God. 3 The word he gave, th' obedient sun Began his glorious race to run ; Nor silver moon, nor stars delay To glide along the ethereal way. 4 Teeming with life — air, earth, and sea, Obey th' Almighty's high decree ! To every tribe he gives their food, Then speaks the whole divinely good. 5 But, to complete the wondrous plan, From earth and dust he fasliion'd man ; In man the last, in him the best. The Maker's image stands confest. 6 Lord, while thy glorious works I view, Form thou my heart and soul anew ; Here bid thy purest light to shine. Thy beauty glow with charms divine ! GO CM. Watts. ^^ A Song to Creating Wisdom. 1 TT^TERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise ! irJ Thee the creation sings ! With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas. And heaven's high palace rings. 2 Thy hand how wide it spread the sky ! How glorious to behold ! 46 CREATION AND Ting'd with a blue of heavenly dye, And starr'd with spangling gold. 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight. Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight. 4 Infinite strength, and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad, Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder, God. 5 But still the wonders of thy grace Our softer passions move, Pity divine in Jesus' face We see, adore, and love. a A L. M. Doddridge. ^ -food's Goodness to the Children of Men, Ps. cvii. 51. 1 VAJil sons of men, with joy record I The various wonders of the Lord ; And let his power and goodness sound Through all your tribes the earth around. 2 Let the high heavens your songs invite. Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; Where sun, and moon, and planets roll ; And stars that glow from pole to pole. 3 Sing, earth, in verdant robes array'd, — Its herbs and flowers, its fruit and shade ; Peopled with life of various forms, Of fish, and fowl, and beasts, and worms. 4 View the broad sea's majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns ; That band remotest nations joins. And on each wave his goodness shines. 6 But, Oh ! that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns incarnate love ! God's only Son, in flesh array'd, For man a bleeding victim made. 6 Thither, my soul with rapture soar ! There, in the land of praise, adore ; The theme demands an angel's lay — Demands an everlasting day. O^ L. M. Watts. ^'*^ Providence. 1 rpHY ways, 0 Lord ! with wise design, _L Are fram'd upon thy throne above, PROVIDENCE. 47 And every dark and bending line Meets in the centre of thy love. 2 With feeble light, and half obscure, ' Poor mortals thy ai'rangements view ; Not knowing that the least are sure, And the mysterious just and true. 3 Thy flock, thy own peculiar care, Though now they seem to roam uney'd, Are led or driven only where They best and safest may abide. 4 They neither know nor trace the way ; But, trusting to thy piercing eye, None of their feet to ruin stray. Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 5 My favor'd soul shall meekly learn To lay her reason at thy throne ; Too weak thy secrets to discern, I'll trust thee for my guide alone. 66 L C. M. Steele. Creation and Providence, ORD, when our'raptur'd thought surveys Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid our souls adore. 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing Avonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 The living tribes of countless forms, In earth, and sea, and air, The meanest flies, the smallest worms. Almighty power declare. 4 Thy wisdom, power, and goodness. Lord, In all thy works appear ; And, 0 ! let man thy praise record — Man, thj'' distinguish'd care ! 6 From thee, the breath of life he drew ; That breath thy power maintains ; Thy tender mercy, ever new. His brittle frame sustains. 6 Yet nobler favors claim his praise, Of reason's light possess'd ; By revelation's brightest rays Still more divinely bless'd. 48 CREATION AND 7 Thy providence his constant guard, When threat'ning woes impend, Or Avill the impending dangers ward, Or timely succors lend. 8 On us that providence has shone, With gentle, smiling rays ; O, may our lips and lives make known Thy goodness and thy praise ! a^ L. M. Watts. ^ * Providence equitable and fcind, Psalm cvii. 1 nnHROUGH all the various shifting scene I Of life's mistaken ill or good, Thy hand, 0 God ! conducts unseen The beautiful vicissitude. 2 Thou givest with paternal care, Howe'er unjustly we complain. To each their necessary share Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or power? Fix we on this terrestrial ball? When most secure, the coming hour, If thou see fit, may blast them all. 4 When lowest sunk with grief and shame, Fill'd with affliction's bitter cup, Lost to relations, friends, and fame, Thy powerful hand can raise us up. 5 Thy powerful consolations cheer, Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh. Thy hand can dry the trickling tear That secret wets the widow's eye. 6 All tilings in earth and all in heaven, On thy eternal will depend ; And all for greater good were given, And all shall in thy glory end. 7 This be my care ; to all beside Indifferent let mj^ wishes be ; * Passion be calm, and dumb be pride, ' And fix'd, 0 God, my soul on thee.' ^Q CM. Cowper. "^ The Mysteries of Providence. 1 /^ OD moves in a mysterious way \X His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea. And rides upon the storm. \ PROVIDENCE. 49 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failiug skill, He treasures up his blight designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds je so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace ; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 6 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the Hower. 6. Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his wrok in vain ; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. ^q C. M. Beddome. ^^ Mysteries to be explained hereafter, John xiii. 7. 1 f^ REAT God of providence ! thy ways \JC Are hid from mortal sight ; Wrapt in impenetrable shades. Or cloth'd with dazzling light. 2 The wondrous methods of thy grace Evade the human eye ; The nearer we attempt t' approach. The farther oft' they fly. 3 But in the world of bliss above Where thou dost ever reign, These mysteries shall be all unveil'd. And not a doubt remain. 4 The Sun of righteousness shall there His brightest beams display, And not a hovering cloud obscure That never-ending day. 7 A CM. Addison. • ^ The Traveler's Guide. 1 TTOW are thy servants bless'd, 0 Lord ! Xl How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence. 60 CREATION AND 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Sujiported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. 3 "When by the dreadful tempest borne High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid, the winds retire. Obedient to thy will ; The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 6 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 8 Our life, while thou preserv'st that life. Thy sacrifice shall be ; And death, when death shall be our lot, Shall join our souls to thee. 7"! C. M. Steele. • ■*- Praise for the Blessings of Providence and Grace, Psalm cxxxix. 1 A LMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, XjL Kind guardian of my days, Thy mercies let my heart record In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thy indulgent care. Long ere I could pronounce thy name. Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 [Around my path what dangers rose ! What snares spread all my road ! No power could guard me from my foes, But my preserver, God. 4 How many blessings round me shone. Where'er I turned my eye ! How many pass'd, almost unknown, Or unregarded by !] 5 Each rolling year new favors brought From thy exhaustless store ; But, ah ! in vain my laboring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 6 ^Vhile sweet reflection, through my days, Thy bounteous hand would trace, PROVIDENCE. 51 Still dearer blessings claim thy praise, The blessings of thy grace. 7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord ! For favors more divine ; That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 8 Lord, Avhen this mortal frame decays, And every weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. 9 Then shall my joyful powers unite In more exalted lays, And join the happj' sons of light In everlasting praise. 70 CM. Watts. * ^ The Creation of the World, Gen. i. 1 1^0 W let a spacious world arise, _Li Said the Creator-Lord ; At once the obedient earth and skies Rose at his sovereign word. 2 [Dark was the deep ; the waters lay Confus'd, and drown'd the land ; He call'd the light ; the new born day Attends on his command. 3 He bid the clouds ascend on high ; The clouds ascend and bear A watery treasure to the sky, And float on softer air. 4 The liquid element below Was gathe-r'd by his hand ; The rolling seas together flow, And leave the solid land. 6 With herbs and plants, a flowery birth, The naked globe he crown'd. Ere there was rain to bless the earth. Or sun to warm the ground. 6 Then he adorn'd the upper skies ; Behold the sun appears, The moon and stars in order rise, To mark our months and years. 7 Out of the deep th' almighty King Did vital beings frame. The painted fowls of every wing. And fish of every name.] 62 CREATION AND 8 He gave tlie lion and the worm At ouce their wonderous birth, And grazing beasts of various form Rose from the teeming earth. 9 Adam was form'd of equal clay, Though sovereign of the rest, Designed for nobler ends than they, With God's own image blessed. 10 Thus glorious in the Maker's eye The young creation stood ; He saw the building from on high, His word pronounced it good. 11 Lord, while the frame of nature stands, Thy praise shall fill my tongue ; But the new world of grace demands A more exalted song. no L. M. Watts. • ^ The wonderful Formation of Man. 1 TTIWAS from thy hand, my God, I came, I A work of such a curious frame. In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Thine eyes did all my limbs survey, While yet in dark confusion lay, Thou saw'st the daily growth they toot, Formed by the model of thy book. 3 By thee my growing parts were named, And what thy sovereign counsel framed, (The breathing lungs, the beating heart,) Were copied with unerring art. 4 At last to show my Maker's name, God stamped his image on my frame. And in some unknown moment joined The finished members to the mind. 5 There the young seeds of thought began, And all the passions of the man ; Great God, oiir infant nature pays Immortal tribute to thv praise. PAUSE. 6 Lord, since in my advancing age I've acted on life's busy stage, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 7 I could siu'vey the ocean o'er. And count each sand that makes the shore. PROVIDENCE. 53 Before my swiftest tlioiiglits could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 8 These on my heart are still imprest, With these I give my eyes to rest ; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. 74. C. M. Watts. * ^r/ie Wisdom of God in the Formation of Man. 1 "TTTHEN I with pleasing wonder stand, VV And all my frame survey, Lord, 'tis thy work ; I own thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest, WTiere unborn nature grew, Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth of every part ; Till the whole scheme thy thought had laid Was copied by thy art. 4 Heaven, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind, Show me thy wondrous skill ; But I review myself, and find Diviner wonders still. fJK L. M. Watts. " *^ God''s Wonders of Creation, Providence, Bedemption and Salvation, Ps. cxxxvi. 1 /~^ IVE to our God immortal praise ; VDT Mercy and truth are all his ways ; * AVonders of grace to God belong, * Repeat his mercies in your song.' 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown. The King of kings with glory crown ; ' His mercies ever shall endure, ' Wlien lords and kings are known ' no more.' 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lights on high ; * Wonders of grace to God belong, ' Repeat his mercies in your song.' 4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the night ; * His mercies ever shall endure, * When' suns and moons shall shine * no more.' 54 CREATION AND 6 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the prorais'd h\nd ; * Wonders of grace to God belong, * Eepeat his mercies in yom* song.' 6 He saw his people dead in sin. But still he lov'd and pitied them ; ' His mercies ever shall endure, * When' death and sin shall reign * no more.' 7 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave ; ' Wonclers of grace to God belong, ' Repeat his mercies in your song.' 8 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat; ' His mercies ever shall endure, * When' this vain world shall be *no more.' nc* L. M. Watts. lU Praise for temporal Blessings ; or, coin- mon and spiritual Mercies, Ps. Ixviii. 1 "IXT'E bless the Lord, the just, the good, W Who fills our hearts with joy and food; Who pours his blessings from the skies. And loads our days with rich supj)lies. 2 He sends the sun his circuit round To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ; He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain, Eefresh the thirsty earth again. 3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath. And all our near escapes from death ; Safety and health to God belong. He helps the weak, and guards the strong. 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love ; But the wide difference that remains Is endless joy, or endless pains. 5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head, On all the serpent's seed shall tread; The guilty sinner's hope confound. And smite him with a lasting wound. 6 But his riglit hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth or deeper seas; And bring them to his courts above, There shall they taste his special love. PKOVIDENCE. 55 77 L. M. Watts. • • Praise for Protection, Grace and Truth, Psalm Ivii. 1 1\/rY God, in whom are all the springs It I Of boundless love, and grace unknown, Hide me beneath thy spreading Avings Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perform ; He sends his angel from the sky. And saves me from the threatening storm. 3 My heart is fix'd ; my song shall raise Immortal honors to thy name ; Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of his fame. 4 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. 5 Be thou exalted, 0 my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 70 CM. Watts. ' ^Our Bodies frail and God our Preserver. 1 T ET others boast how strong they be, JLj Nor death nor danger fear ; But we'll confess, O Lord, to thee, What feeble things we are. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay, A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone ; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 'tis our God .supports our frame, The God who built us first ; Salvation to th' Almighty Name That rear'd us from the dust. 6 [He spoke, and straight our hearts and brains In all their motions rose ; Let blood (said he) flora round the veins, And round the veins it flows. 79 66 CEEATION AND 6 While we have breath, or use our tongues, Our Maker we'll adore ; His spirit moves our heaving lungs, Or they would breathe no more. C. M. Watts. Afflictions and Death under Providence, Job V. 6-8. 1 "VrOT from the dust aflBiction grows, jAI Nor troubles rise by chance ; Yet we are born to cares and woes, A sad inheritance. 2 As sparks break out from burning coals, And still are upwards borne, So grief is rooted in our souls, And man grows up to mourn. 3 Yet with my God I leave my cause, And trust his promis'd grace ; He rules me by his well-known laws Of love and righteousness. 4 Not all the pains that e'er I bore Shall spoil my future peace, For death and hell can do no more Than what my Father please. on L.M. Watts. ^^ Bimne Providence in Air, Earth and Sea; or, the God of Nature and Grace. 1 rTHHE God of our salvation hears I The groans of Sion mis'd with tears ; Yet when he comes with kind designs, Through all the way his terror shines. 2 On him the race of man depends. Far as the earth's remotest ends, Wliere tUe Creator's name is known By nature's feeble light alone. 3 Sailors, that travel o'er the flood, Address their frighted souls to God, When tempests rage and billows roar At dreadful distance from "the shore. 4 He bids the noisy tempests cease ; He calms the raging crowd to peace, AVhen a tumultuous nation raves Wild as the winds, and loud as waves. 5 Whole kingdoms shaken by the storm He settles in a peaceful form ; PROVIDENCE. 67 Mountains establish'd by his hand Firm on their old foundation stand. 6 Behold his ensigns sweep the sky, New comets blaze and lightnings flv, The heathen lands, with swift surprise. From the bright horrors turn their ej^es. 7 At his command the morning ray Smiles in the east and leads the day ; He guides the sun's declining wheels Over the tops of western hills. 8 Seasons and times obey his voice ; The evening and the morn rejoice To see the earth made soft with showers, Laden with fruit and drest in flowers. 9 'Tis from his watery stores on high, He gives the thirsty ground supply ; He walks upon the clouds, and thence Doth his enriching drops dispense. 10 The desert grows a fruitful field, A.buudaut food the valleys yield ; The valleys shout with cheerful voice, And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys. 11 The pastures smile in green array. There lambs and larger cattle play ; The larger cattle and the lamb Each in his language speaks thy name. 12 Tliy works pronounce thy power divine ; O'er every field thy glories shine ; Through every month thy gifts appear ; Great God ! thy goodness crowns the year. OT L. M. Watts. ^ -^ Deliverance from Storms and Shipicreck ; or, the SeatnarVs Song. 1 "TXrOULD you behold the works of God, VV His wonders in the world abroad, Go witli the mariners, and trace Tlie unknown regions of the seas. 2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favor of the wind, Till God commands, and tempests rise That heave the ocean to the skies. 3 Now to the heavens they mount amain, Now sink to dreadful deeps again ; What strange affrights young sailors feel, And like a staggering drunkard reel ! 58 CREATION AND 4 When land is far, and death is nigh, Lost to all hope, to God they cry ; His mercy hears their loud address, And sends salvation in distress. 5 He bids the "winds their wrath assuage, The furious waves forget their rage ; 'Tis calm, and sailoi-s smile to see The haven where they wish'd to be. 6 0 may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! Let them their private offerings bring, And in the church his glory sing. 82 C. M. Watts. The Mariner'' s Psalm. 1 rilHY works of glory, mighty Lord, \ Thy wonders in the deep. The sons of courage shall record, Who trade in floating ships. 2 At thy command the winds arise, And swell the tow'ring waves ; The men astonish'd mount the skies, And sink in gaping graves. 3 [Again they climb the watery hills, And plunge in deeps again ; Each like a tottering drunkard reels, And finds his courage vain. 4 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, They pant with fluttering breath, And, hopeless of the distant shore. Expect immediate death.] 6 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, He hears their loud request, And orders silence through the skies. And lays the floods to rest. 6 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, And see the storm allay'd ; Now to their eyes the port appears ; There let their vows be paid. 7 'Tis Grod that brings them safe to land ; Let stupid mortals know That waves are under his command. And all the winds that blow. 8 0 that the sons of men would praise The goodness of the Lord ! 83 PROVIDENCE. 59 And tliose that see thy wondrous ways, Thy wondrous love record! L. M. Watts. The Darkness of Provs idence. 1 TT ORD, we adore thy vast designs, I J The obscure abyss of providence, Too deep to sound with mortal lines, Too dark to view with feeble sense. 2 Now thou array'st thine awful face In angry frowns, without a smile ; We through the cloud believe thy grace, Secure of thy compassion still. 3 Through seas and storms of deep distress We sail by faith, and not by sight ; Faith guides us in the wilderness Through all the terrors of the night. 4 Dear Father, if thy lifted rod Resolve to scourge us here below, Still let us lean upon our God, Thine arm shall bear us safely thi-ough. 04. S.M. Watts. ^^ The Mystery of Providence unfolded. lURE there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain. Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine. While haughty fools with scornful o-yes In robes of honor shine. Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair. Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. Free from the plagues and pains That pious souls endure. Through all their life opi^ression reigns, And racks the humble poor. Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God ; Their malice blasts the good man's name, And spreads their lies abroad. But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise ; S' 60 THE FALL. " Is there a God that sees or hears " The thmgs below the skies?" 7 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and power Did my mistakes amend ; I view'd the sinners' life before, Rut here I learnt their end. 9 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go ; And 0 that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below ! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine ; I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. THE FALL. on L.M. Watts. ^^ The first and second Adam, Rom. v. 12, &c. 1 X\EEP in the dust before thy throne, J_y Our guilt and our disgrace we own ; Great God, we own the unhappy name Whence sprung our nature and our shame ; 2 Adam, the sinner : at his fall. Death like a conqu'ror seiz'd us all ; A thousand new-boT'n babes are dead By fatal union to their head. 3 But whilst our spiiits fill'd with awe Behold the terrors of thy law. We siug the honors of thy grace, Tliat sent to save thy chosen race. 4 We sing thine everlasting Son, WIio join'd our nature to his own ; Adam the second; from the dust Raises the ruins of the first. 6 [By the rebellion of one man Through all his seed the mischief ran ; And bj'^ one man's obedience now Are all his seed made righteous too.] THE FALL. 61 i 6 Where sin did reign, and death abound, . There have the sons of Adam found Abounding life ; there glorious grace [ Reigns through the Lord our rigliteousness. ' Oa CM. Watts. : ^^ Original sin ; or, the first and second j Adam, Rom. v. 12. Psalm li. 5. Job xiv. 4. j 1 X) ACKWARD with humble shame we look i 1> On our original ; ; How is our nature dash'd and broke In our fii'st father's fall ! i 2 To all that's good, averse and blind, 3 But prone to all that's ill ; What dreadful darkness veils our mind ! j How obstinate our Avill ! i 3 [Conceiv'd in sin (0 wretched state !) ] Before we draw our breath. The first young" pulse begins to beat Iniquity and death. • 4 How strong in our degenerate blood, 'i The old corruption reigns, i And, mingling with the crooked flood, i Wanders through all our veins !] 0 [Wild and unwholesome as the root ■ Will all the branches be ; i How can we hope for living fruit 3 I'rom such a deadly tree ? 6 What mortal power from things unclean Can pure productions bring ? < "^Tio can command a vital stream -■ From an infected spring ?] i 7 Yet, mighty God, thy Avondrous love 1 Can make thy people clean, i As Christ and grace prevail above ^ The temiJter, death and sin. 0>J L. M. Watts. ' ^ * Original and actual Sin confessed. 1 T ORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin ; JLi And born unholy and imclean ; Sprung from the man whose guilty fall 1 Corrupts the race, and taints us all. . j 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, i The seeds of sin grow up for death ; Thy law demands a perfect heart, ; But we're delil'd in every part. i 62 THE FALL. 3 [Great God, create my "heart anew, And form my spirit pure and true : O make me wise betimes to spy My danger and my remedy.] 4 Behold I fall before thy face ; My only refuge is thy grace : No outward forms can make me clean ; The leprosy lies deep within. 5 No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath power sufficient to atone : Thy blood can make me white as snow ; No Jewish types could cleans me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh, nor soul hath rest or ease ; Lord, let me hear thy pardoning voice, And make my broken bones rejoice. 00 CM. . Watts. ^^ Original and actual Sin confessed and pardoned. 1 T ORD, I would spread my sore distress I J And guilt before thine eye^ ; Against thy laws, against thy grace. How high my crimes arise ! 2 Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust. Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 I from the stock of Adam came, Unholy and unclean ; All my original is shame, And all my nature sin. 4 Born in a world of guilt, I drew Contagion with my breath ; And, as my days advanc'd, I grew A juster prey for death. 5 Cleanse me, 0 Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love : O, make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. THE FALL. 63 fiO C. M. Watts. ^^ Corrupt Nature from Adam. ^B LESS'D with the joys of innocence, Adam, our father, stood, Till he debas'd his soul to sense, And ate th' unlawful food. 2 Now we are born a sensual race. To sinful joys inclin'd ; Eeason has lost its native place. And flesh enslaves the mind. 3 Wliile flesh and sense and passion reign, Sin is the sweetest good : We fancy music in our chain. And so forget the load. 4 Eternal Spirit, write thy law Upon our inward parts. And let the second Adam draw His image on om* hearts. QA CM. Watts. ^ " By Nature all Men are Sinners. 1 TTIOOLS in their hearts believe and say r ' That all religion's vain, ' There is no God that reigns on high * Or minds th' affairs of men.' 2 From thoughts so dreadful arid profane Corrupt discourse proceeds ; And in theii impious hands are found Abominable deeds. 3 The Lord from.his celestial throne, Look'd down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace. Or did his justice know. 4 By nature all are gone astray, Their practice all the same ; There's none that fear's his Maker's hand There's none that loves his name. 5 Their tongues are used to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease ; How swift to mischief are their feet. Nor know the paths of peace. 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In ev'ry heart are found ; Nor can they bear diviner fruit. From such polluted ground. 64 THE FALL. qi L. M. Watts. ^ -^ Custom in Sin. 1 IT ET the wild leopards of tlie wood A-J Put off the spots that nature gives, Then may the wicked turn to God, And change their tempers and their lives. 2 As well might Ethiopian slaves Wash out the darkness of the skin ; The dead as well may leave their graves As old transgressors cease to sin. 3 Where vice has held its empire long, 'Twill not endure the least control ; None but a power divinely strong Can turn the current of the soul. 4 Great God I own thy power divine, That works to change this heart of mine ; I would be form'd anew, and bless The wonders of creating grace. 09 CM. Watts. *^'^ The Deceilfulness of Sin. 1 CJIN has a thousand treacherous arts |iO To practise on the mind ; Witli flattering looks she tempts our hearts, But leaves a sting behind. 2 With names of virtue she deceives The aged and the young ; And while the heedless wretch believes, She makes his fetters strong. 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings, And gives a fair pretence ; But cheats the soul of heavenly things, And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree divinely fair Grew the forbidden ft-uit ; Our mother took the poison there And tainted all our blood. OQ CM. Watts. ^ ^ The Distemper, Folly and Madness of Sin, 1 OnST, like a venomoxis disease, O Infects our vital blood ; The only balm is sovereign grace. And the physician God. 2 Our beauty and our strength are fled, And we sink down in death; THE FALL. 05 But Christ the Lord recalls the dead With his almighty breath. 3 Madness by nature reigns within, Tlie passions burn and rage ; Till God's own Son with skill divine The inward fire assuage. 4 [We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, And solid good despise ; Such is the folly of the mind Till Jesus makes us wise.] 5 [The man possess'd among the tombs Cuts his own flesh, and cries ; He foams and raves, till Jesus comes, And the foul spirit flies.] qi 8.8.7. Watts. ^~^The Son of man is come to save that which was lost, Math, xviii. 11. 1 "TTTHEN our first head and nat'ral root VV Had tasted of forbidden fruit, In that same day he died; Of life divine he stood bereft, And found that his own portion left Was wretchedness and pride. 2 And surely such a tainted spring, Polluted streams can only bring, And so we find they are ; No life divine the children have, No intercourse with God they crave. Nor once about it care. 3 By nature and by trespass dead, His own sad ruin none can read, For death seals up his e5'^es; No soul appears a sinner lost. Till qnicken'd by the Holy Ghost, And then to Christ he flies. 4 This truth whoever sees not well, No hunger after Christ can feel, No work for Christ can find ; To save lost sinners Jesus came, The spiritual deaf, and dumb, and lame, The wretched and the blind. 5 All ye that weary are of sin, And feel your natures all unclean, And labor under guilt ; 3 66 TKE FALL. Who find Tvithin no dawn of hope, To Christ your weary eyes lift up, His blood for you was spilt. 6 Go sinners, go, by sin distress'd, And Jesus Christ will give thee rest, And act the Savior's part ; He came to save the lost and poor, And such are welcome to his door. And welcome to his heart. or: CM. Watts. *-^ ^ Fresumpiion and Despair; or, Satan'' s various Temptations. 1 "I^OW Satan comes with dreadful roar, J_l And threatens to destroy ; He worries whom he can't devour. With a malicious joy. 2 Ye sons of God, oppose his rage, Resist and he'll begone ; Thus did our dearest Lord engage And vanquish him alone. 3 Now he appears almost divine Like innocence and love, But the old serpent lurks within When he assumes the dove. 4 Fly from the false deceiver's tongue, Ye sons of Adam, fly ; Our parents found the snare too strong, Nor should the children try. QG L. M. Watts. ^ ^Adam and Christ, Lords of the Old and the New Creation. 1 T" ORD, what was man when made at first, I I Adam, the offspring of the dust. That thou shouldst set him and his race But just below an angel's place ? 2 That thou shouldst raise his nature so. And make him lord of all below ; Make every beast and bird submit. And lay the fishes at his feet? 3 But 0, what brighter glories wait To crown the second Adam's state ! What honors shall thy Son adorn, Wlio condescended to be born ! 4 See him below his angels made, 3ee him in dust among the dead, THE SCRIPTURES. 67 To save his chosen race from sin ; And in them reign with power divine. 07 S.M. Hart. *^ * The Evil Heart, Jer. xvii. 9. 1 A STONISH'D and distress'd, XjL I turn mine eyes within ; My heart with loads of guilt oppress'd, The seat of every sin. 2 What crowds of evil thoughts, What vile afiections there ! Distrust, presumption, artful guile, Pride, envy, slavish fear. 3 Almighty King of saints, These tyrant lusts subdue ; Expel the darkness of my mind, And bring new light to view. 4 This done, my cheerful voice Shall loud hosannahs raise ; My soul shall glow with gratitude, My lips proclaim thy praise. THE SOaPTUEES. no- C. M. Watts. ^^ The inspired Word, a System of Knowl- edge and Joy. Psalm cxix. 105. 1 TTOW precious is the book divine, ,I~1 By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine To guide our souls to heaven. It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, and joy it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way ; Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. QQ CM. Mrs. Steele. ^ ^ The Excellency ayid Sufficiency of live Holy Scriptures. 1 TT^ATHER of mercies ! in thy word X; What endless glory shines ! 68 THE SCRIPTURES. For ever be thy name ador'd For these celestial lines. 2 Here, may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find ; Eiches above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here, the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repast ; Sublimer sweets than nature knows Invite the longing taste. 4 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around ; And life, and everlasting joys, Attend the blissful sound. 6 O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 6 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord ! Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word. And view my Savior there ! 100 L.M. Watts. ± \J\JThe Holy Scriptures, Heb. i, 1. 2 Tim. iii. 15, 16. Psalm cxlvii. 19, 20. 1 /^ OD, who in various methods told VX His mind and will to saints of old. Sent his own Son, with truth and grace. To teach us in these latter days. 2 Our nation reads the written word, Tlie book of life, that sure record ; The bright inheritance of heaven Is by the sweet conveyance given. 3 God's kindest thoughts are here express'd, Able to make us wise and bless'd ; The doctrine is divinely true. Fit for reproof and comfort too. 4 Ye nations all, who read his love, In long epistles from alfove, (He hath not sent his sacred word To every land) praise ye the Lord. TAT L.M. Watts. -*- ^ -*- Prophecy and Inspiration. 1 'fTlWAS by an order from the Lord, _L The ancient prophets spoke his word ; THE SCRIPTUJIES. 69 His spirit did their tongues inspire, And warm'd their hearts with heavenly fire. 2 The works and wonders which they wrought Coufirm'd the messages they brought ; The prophet's pen succeeds his breath To save the holy words from death. 3 Great God, mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ; There my Redeemer's face I see, And read his name who died for me. 4 Let the false raptures of the mind Be lost and vanish in the wind ; Here I can fix my hopes secure. This is thy word, and must endure. 1 ()9 L. M. Watts. ±\Jzj rpj^Q Books of Nature and of Scripture connpared. 1 rpHE heavens declare thy glory. Lord, I In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light. And nights and days thy power confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So when thy truth began its race. It touch'd and glanc'd on every land. 4 Xor shall thy spreading gospel rest. Till through the world thy truth has run ; Till Christ has all the nations blest That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise, Bless tlie dark world with heavenly light ; Tliy gospel makes the simple wise, Tl)}'' laws are pure, thy judgments right. G Thy noblest wonders here we view In souls renew'd and sins forgiv'n ; Lord, cleanse my sins, my heart renew. And make thy word my guide to heaven. 1 no CM. Watts. ^^ ^ Imperfection of Nature, and perfection of Scripture. 1 T ET all the heathen writers join JLJ To form one perfect book, 70 THE SCRIPTURES. Great God, if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look. 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave Could show one sin forgiven, Nor lead a step bej^ond the grave ; But thine conduct to heaven. 3 I've seen aii end of what we call Perfectiau here below ; How short the powers of nature fall, And can no farther go. 4 Yet men would fain be just with God By works their hands have wrought ; But thy commands, exceeding broad, Extend to every thought. 5 In vain we boast perfection here, While sin defiles our frame, Aod sinks our virtues down so far, They scarce deserve the name. 6 Our faith and love, and every grace, Fall far beloAV thy word ; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord. 1 f\A 8. 7 Newton. ± yf^j^he Scriptures a support to the Christian. 1 T3RECI0US Bible ! what a treasure ■ Does the word of God afford ! All I want for life, for pleasure, Food and medicine, shield and sword ; Let the world account me poor — Having this, I need no more. 2 Food to which the world's a stranger, Here my hungry soul enjoys ; Of excess there is no danger — Though it fills, it never cloys : On a dying Christ I feed — He is meat and drink indeed. 3 When my faith is faint and sickly. Or when Satan wounds my mind, Cordials to revive me quickly. Healing med'cines here I find ; To the promises I flee — Each affords a remedy. 4 In the hour of dark temptation, Satan cannot make me yield ; For the word of consolation, 10 THE SCRIPTURES. 71 Is to me a mighty shield ; While the scripture truths are sure, From his malice I'm secure. 6 Yain his threats to overcome me, "^Tien I take the spirit's sword ; Then with ease I drive him from me — Satan trembles at the word ; 'Tis a sword of conquest made — Keen the edge and strong the blade. 6 Shall I envy then the miser, Doatiug on. his golden store ? Sure I am, or should be wiser, I am rich — 'tis he is poor : Jesus gives me in his word, Food and med'cine, shield and sword. K 7's. Thompson's Col. ^ The Scripture is an Instructor and Mon- iter to the Christian. 1 TTOLY Bible ! book divine ! i~l„ Precious treasure ! thou art mine ! Mine, to teach me whence I came — Mine, to teach me what I am : 2 Mine, to chide me when I rove — Mine, to show a Savior's love — Mine art thou to guard my feet- Mine to judge, condemn, acquit. 3 Mine, to comfort in distress, If the Holy Spirit bless— Mine, to show by living faith, Man can triumph over death : 4 Mine to tell of joys to come, And the rebel sinner's doom; O thou precious book divine ! Precious treasure! thou art mine! 1 Af:^ L. M. Kelly. -^^^ The Scripture useful to the believer till he gets to heaven. 1 "T LOYE the sacred book of God— I Xo other can its place supply; It points me to the saints' abode', ^Vhere Christ the Savior reigns on high. 2 Sweet book! in thee my eyes discern The image of my absent Lord ; From thine instructive page I learn The joys his presence will afford. 72 THE SCRIPTURES. 3 In thee I read my title clear, To mansions tliat will ne'er decay ; My Lord ! 0 when will he appear, And bear his pris'ner far away? 4 Then shall I need thy light no more, For thine to clearer light will yield : When I have reached the heav'nly shore, The Lord himself will stand revealed. 5 When 'midst the throng celestial placed. The bright original I see, From which thy sacred page was traced, Sweet book ! I've no more need of thee. 1 f\n C. M. Stennett. -*• ^ * The Excellency of the Scriptures, Mat. xiii. 11. 1 ~p ET avarice, from shore to shore I J Her favorite good pursue ; Thy word, 0 Lord, we value more Than India or Peru. 2 When God the Holy Ghost reveals The riches it contains, And in the conscience safely seals The grandeur of its lines ; 3 Then mines of knowledge, love, and joy, Are open'd to our sight ; The purest gold without alloy, And gems divinely bright, 4 The counsels of redeeming gi-ace These sacred leaves unfold ; And here the Savior's lovely face Our raptured eyes behold. 5 Here light, descending from above, Directsour doubtful feet; Here promises of heavenly love Our ardent wishes meet. 6 Our numerous griefs are here redress'd. And all our Avants supplied; Nought we can ask to make us bless'd Is in this book denied. P. M. Sonnets. The letter Jcilleth, but the spirit giveth life. HAT if we read and understand The written word of God's command, And give it credit meet ; 108 w THE LAW. 73 The word is but a looking-glass, And only shews a man his face, Unless the word we eat. It raiseth no man from the dead, While seated only in the head, But leaves him dry and faint : It maketh matter for some talk, But cannot give him legs to walk, Nor make a man a saint. The word consists of letters fair. But letters merely dead things are, And cannot cliange the heart ; The letter only briugeth death, Unless the spirit by his breath A quick'ning power impart. May thy commands obedience get. And promises yield comforts sweet And threat'nings awe my soul ; Let exhortations spur me on, And cautions make me watchful run, And love inspire the whole. According as my wants require, Adapt the word as food and fire. To nourish and to warm ; Let ev'ry page afford new wealth. Convey some life and godly health, And guard my steps from harm. THE LAW. "1 no L.M. Watts. i.\JtJ jif^^ £a«) and Gospel distinguished. 1 nnHE law commands, and makes us know I What duties to our God we owe ; But 'tis the gospel must reveal Where lies our strength to do his will. 2 The law discovers guilt and sin, And shows how vile ouv hearts have been ; Only the gospel can express Forgiving love and cleansing grace. 3 What curses doth the law denounce Against the man that fails but once ! But in the gospel Christ appears Pardoning the guilt of numerous years. 74 THE LAW. 4 My soul, no more attempt to draw TL}' life aud comfort from the law, Fly to tlie hope the gospel gives ; The man that trusts the promise lives. ■] -] (\ S. M. Watts. ■^ J- '^ The Law and Gospel. 1 rriHE Lord declares his will, I And keeps the world in awe ; Amidst the smoke on Sinai's hill Breaks out his fiery law. 2 The Lord reveals his face, And smiling from above, Sends down the gospel of his grace, Th' epistles of his love. 3 These sacred words impart Our Maker's just commands ; The pity of his melting heart, And vengeance of his hands. 4 [Hence we awake our fear, We draw our comfort hence ; The arms of grace are treasur'd here, And armor of defence. 5 We learn Christ crucified. And here behold his blood ; All arts and knowledges beside Will do us little good.] 6 We read the heavenly word, The record of his grace, Obey the statutes of the Lord, And trust his promises. 7 In vain shall Satan rage Against a book divine ; Where wrath and lightning guard the page, Where beams of mercy sliine. Ill CM. Watts. ■'--*--'- Moses, Aaron and Joshua. 1 T I US not the law of ten commands 1 On holy Sinai given, Or sent to men by Moses' hands. Can bring us safe to heaven. 2 Nor can the blood which Aaron spilt, Nor smoke of sweetest smell, Procure a pardon for our guilt, Or save our souls from hell. THE LAW. 75 ] 3 Aaron the priest resigns liis breath ' x-Vt God's immediate will ; ; And in the desert yields to death I Upon th' appointed hill. , 4 And thus on Jordon's yonder side, ■ The tribes of Israel stand, \ WTiile Moses bow'd his head and died • Short of the promis'd land. ;| 6 Israel, rejoice, now Joshua* leads, i He'll bring your tribes to rest? .' So far the Savior's name exceeds The Ruler and the Priest. i 1 l O L. M. Watts. j J-i-^y/ie practical use of the law to the con- j vinced Sinner. \ 1 TTERE, Lord, my soul convicted stands ' XX Of breaking all thy ten commands ; j And on me justly raightst thou pour Thy wrath in one eternal shower. , 2 But, thanks to God ! its loud alarms ^ Have warn'd me of approaching harms; \ And now, 0 Lord, my wants I see ; i Lost and undone I come to thee. i 3 I see my fig-leaf righteousness Can ne'er thy broken law redress ; Yet, in thy gospel plan, I see There's hope of pardon e'en for me. 4 Here I behold thy wonders. Lord ! How Christ hath to thy law restored Those honors, on th' atoning day. Which guilty sinners took away. 5 Amazing wisdom, power and love, Display'd to rebels from above ! Do thou, 0 Lord, my faith increase. To love and trust thy plan of gra'ce. 1 "1 Q CM. Cowper. ■*- -*- ^Servile Obedience followed by evangelical. 1 ~Vro strength of nature can suffice Xi To serve the Lord aright ; And what she has, she misapplies, For want of clearer light. 2 How long beneath the law I lay In bondage and distress ! * Joshua, the same with Jesus, and signifies a Savior. 76 THE LAW. I toil'd, the precept to obey, But toil'd without success. 3 Then, to abstain fi'ora outward sin Was more than I could do ; Now, if I feel its power within, I feel I hate it too ; 4 Then, all my servile works were dono A righteousness to raise ; Now, freely chosen in the Sou, I freely choose his ways. 6 ' What shall I do ?4 was then the word, ' That I may worthier grow ?' ' What shall I render to the Lord ?' Is my inquiry now. 6 To see the law by Christ fulfll'd. And hear his pardoning voice, Changes a slave into a child, And duty into choice. 1 1 4_ L. M. Watts. ■^■*-^ The Law and Gospel ; or, Christ a JRefuge. 1 '/^URST be the man, for ever curst, \J ' That doth one wilful sin commit ; ' Death and daumation for the first, ' Without relief, and infinite.' 2 Thus Sinai roars, and round the earth Thunder, and fire, and vengeance flings ; But Jesus, thy dear gasping breath, And Calvary, say gentler things : 3 * Pardon, and grace, and boundless love, * Streaming along a Savior's blood ; * And life, and joys, and crowns above, * Obtain'd by our dear bleeding liord.' 4 Hark, how he prays (the charming sound Dwells on his dying lips) ' Forgive ." And every groan and gaping wound Cries, ' Father, let tlie rebels live !' 6 Go, you that rest upon the law. And toil and seek salvation there ; Look to the flame that Moses saw. And shrink, and tremble, and despair; 6 But I'll retire beneath the cross — Savior, at thy dear feet I'll lie ; And the keen sword that justice draws, Flaming and red, shall pass me by. THE LA-W. 77 1 1 Px P. M. Cowper. ±±1^ 2^;jg jT^p^s under- the Law, Heb. iv. 2. 1 TSRAEL in ancient days, I Not only had a view Of Sinai in a blaze, But learu'd the gospel too ; The types and figures were a glass In which they saw the Savior's face, 2 The paschal sacrifice And blood-besprinkled door, Seen with enlightened eyes. And once applied with power, "Would teach the need of other blood, To bring a sinner nigh to God. 3 The Lamb, the Dove, set forth His perfect innocence. Whose blood of matchless worth Should be the soul's defence ; For he who can for sin atone. Must have no failings of his own. 4 The scape-goat on his head The people's trespass bore, And, to the desert led. Was to be seen no more ; In him our Surety seem'd to say — " Behold, I bear your sins away." 5 Dipp'd in his fellow's blood, The living bird went free ; The type, well understood, Express'd the sinner's plea — Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd. And by a Savior's death discharg'd. 6 Jesus, I love to trace. Throughout the sacred page, The footstep of thy grace. The same in ev'ry age ! 0 grant that I may faithful be. To clearer light, vouchsaf 'd to me. 1 1 f* CM. Watts. ■^ ^^ Conmction of Sin by the Law, Rom. vii. 8, 9. U. 24. 1 T ORD, how secure my conscience was, ■ J And felt no inward dread ; 1 was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 78 THE LAW. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright ; But since the precept came With a convincing poAver and light, I find how vile I am. 3 [My guilt appear'd but small before, Till terribly I saw How perfect, holy, just and pure, Was thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load, My sins reviv'd again, I had provok'd a dreadful God, And all my hopes were slain.] 6 I'm like a helpless captive sold, Under the power of sin ; I cannot do the good I would, Nor keep my conscience clean. 6 My God, I cry with every breath For some kind power to save. To break the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave. 117 S. M. Watts. Moses and Christ ; or, the Law and Gospel. THE law by Moses came. But peace, and truth, and love, Were brought by Christ, a nobler name, Descending from above. Amidst the house of God Their different works were done ; Moses a faithful servant stood, But Christ a faithful Son. Then to his new commands Be strict obedience paid ; O'er all his Father's house he stands The Sovereign and the Head. The man that durst despise The law that Moses brought. Behold ! how terribly he dies For his presumptuous fault. But sorer vengeance falls On that rebellious race, Who hate to hear when Jesus calls. And dare resist his grace. THE LA\^. 79 1 1 Q CM. Kent. X J- O 2^/15 Sinner seeking Life by the Works of the Laio. 1 "OEHOLD how Adam's helpless race O Are striving, though in vain ; Who think, by works, and not by grace, Salvation to obtain. 2 Though dead in sin, they struggle hard, And seek to enter in The gate that flaming cherubs guard. Forever shut by sin. 3 But when the killing law takes place, It makes their efforts null ; Salvation then appears of grace Abundant, free, and full. 4 Now from the precepts to the cross His eyes the sinner turns ; His brighter deeds he counts but dross, And o'er his vileness mourns. 6 God, on the table of his heart, Inscribes his love and fear, He loves the law in ev'ry part, But takes no refuge there. 6 Give us, 0 God, thy grace to see Tlie only fountain, thou — Then shall we OAvn salvation free, And at thy footstool bow. 1 -| q C. M. Hart. ■*- -^ ^ Salvation by Christ alone, Rom. xi. 6. 1 TTOW can ye hope, deluded souls, 11 To see what none e'er saw, Salvation by the works obtaiu'd Of Sinai's fiery law ? 2 There ye may toil, and weep, and fast. And vex your heart with pain ; And, when you've ended, find at last That all your toil was vain. b That law but makes your guilt abound; Sad help, and what is worse All souls that under that are found, By God himself are cursed. 4 This curse pertains to those who break One precept, e'er so small; And Where's the man, in thought or deed, That has not broken all. 80 TgE LAW. 5 Only by faith in Jesus' wounds The sinner finds release ; No other sacrifice for sin Will God accept but this. 1 on L. M. Sonnets. ^^^ Laio and Gospel. 1 raiHE law supposing I have all, 1 Does ever for perfection call; The gospel suits my total want, And all the law can seek does grant. 2 The law could promise life to me, [f my obedience perfect be ; Bat grace does promise life upon My Lord's obedience alone. 3 The law will not abate a mite ; The gospel all the sum will quite ; There God in threat'nings is array'd, But here in promises display'd. 4 The law is weak through sinful flesh ; The gospel brings recruits afresh : The first a killing letter wears ; The last a quick'ning spirit bears. 6 The law seeks for perfection's height, Yet gives no strength, nor offers might; But precious gospel-tidings glad, Declares where all is to be had. 1 91 L. M. Sonnets. J. -J X jtf^g i^yj commands and grace pet forms. 1 rilHE law of heavy hard commands, I Confirms the weaken'd sinner's bands ; But grace proclaims relieving news, And scenes of matchless mercy shews. 2 No precept clogs the gospel-call, But therein grace is all in all ; No laAv is here but that of grace, Which brings relief in ev'ry case. 3 The gospel is the promise fair Of grace, all ruins to repair; And leaves no sinner room to say, ' Alas ! this debt I cannot pay ; 4 ' Tliis grievous yoke I cannot bear, ' Tliis high demand I cannot clear.' Grace stops tlie mouth of such complaints, And store of full supply presents. THE GOSPEIi. 81 5 The glorious gospel is, in brief, A sov'reign v>'ord of sweet relief; Not clogg'd with cumbersome commands, To bind the soul's receiving hands. 6 'Tis joyful news of sov'reign grace, That reigns in state through righteousness; To ransom from all threat'ning woes, And answer all commanding Do's. 7 This gospel comes with help indeed, Adapted unto sinner's need ; These joyful news that suit their case. Are chariots of his drawing grace. THE GOSPEL. TOO CM. Watts. ^^^ A blessed Gospel. 1 "OLEST are the souls that hear and know r> The gospel's jo3^ful sound ; Peace shall attend the paths they go, And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up Through their Redeemer's name ; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Tliy God for ever lives. 190 L.M. Watts. J- ■^^ The Apostle^ s Commission ; or, the Gos- pel attested by Miracles, Mark xvi. 15, &c. Matt, sxviii. 18, &c. 1 '/~i 0 preach my gospel, saiihthe Lord, VJT ' Let every hearing ear receive : ' He shall be sav'd that trusts my word, ' He shall be damn'd that don't believe. 2 ' [I'll make your great commission known, ' And ye shall prove my gospel true * By all the works that I have done, ' By all the wouders ye shall do. 3 * Go heal the sick, go raise the dead, * Go cast out devils in my name ; 82 THE GOSPEL. * Nor let my prophets be afraid, ' Tlio' Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme.] 4 * Teach all the nations my commands, ' I'm with you till the world shall end ; * All i^ower is trusted in ray hands, ' I can destroy, and I defend.' 6 He spake, and light shone round his head, On a bright cloud to heaven he rode : They to the farthest nation spread The grace of their ascended God. 1 9 /( L. M. Watts. ± ^^ rp-^Q excellency of the Christian Religion. 1 T" ET everlasting glories crown I i Thy head, my Savior and my Lord ; Thy hands have brought salvation down, And writ the blessings in thy word. 2 [What if we trace the globe around, And search from Britain to Japan, There shall be no religion found So just to God, so safe for man.] 3 In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon ; With long despair the spirit breaks, Until the love of Christ is shown. 4 How well thy blessed truths agree ! How wise and holy thy commands ! Thy promises how firm they be ! How firm our hope and comfort stands ! 6 [Kot the feign'd fields of heathenish bliss Could raise such jileasures in the mind ; Nor does the Turkish paradise Pretend to joys so well refin'd.] C Should all the forms that men devise Assault my faith with treacherous art, I'd call them vanities and lies, And bind the gospel to my heart. 1 OfC CM. Watts. X-^«J T/ie different Success of the Gospel. 1 /CHRIST and his cross are all our theme : \J The mysteries that we speak Are scandal in the Jews' esteem, And folly to the Greek. 2 But souls enlightened from above With joy receive the word ; THE GOSPEL. 83 They see what wisdom, power, and love Shine in their dying Lord. 3 The vital savor of his name Restores tlieir fainting breath ; But unbelief perverts the same To guilt, despair, and death. 4 Till God diifuse his graces down, Like showers of heavenly rain, In vain Ap olios sows the ground, And Paul may plant in vain. lOa CM. Watts. -*-^^ A rational Defence of the Gospel. 1 CJHALL atheists dare insult the cross k^ Of our Redeemer, God ? Shall infldels reproach his laws, Or trample on his blood ? 2 WTiat if he chose mysterious ways To cleanse us from our faults ; May not the works of sovereign grace Transcend our feeble thoughts ! 3 \Vliat if the gospel bids us fight With flesh, and self, and sin ; The prize is most divinely bright That we are call'd to win. 4 What if the foolish, and the poor His glorious grace partake ; This but confirms the truth the more, For so the prophets spake. 5 Do some that own his sacred name Indulge their souls in sin ; On them alone we charge the blame ; His laws are pure and clean. 6 Then let our faith grow firm and strong, Our lips profess his word ; Nor blush nor fear to walk among The men that love the Lord. T Oy L.M. Watts. ■^■^ * The Gospel the Power of God to Salva- tion, Rom. i. 16. I Cor. i. 18, 24. 1 "ITTHAT shall the dying sinner do VV That seeks relief for all his wo ? Wliere shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of his mind ? 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiven, Or form our natures fit for heaven ! 84 THE GOSPEL. Can souls all o'er defil'd with sin Make their own powers and passions clean? 3 In vain we search, in vain we try, Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh ; 'Tis tliere such power and glory dwell As saves rebellious souls from hell. 4 This is the pillar of our hope That bears our fainting spirits up ; We road the grace, we trust the word, And find salvation in the Lord. 5 Let men or angels dig the mines, Where nature's golden treasure shines Brought near the doctrine of the Cross, All nature's gold appears but dross. 6 Should vile blasphemers with disdain Pronounce the truths of Jesus vain, I'll meet the scandal and the shame. And sing and triumph in his name. TOO L.M. Watts. ±Zj(J fpj^g Power of the Gospel. 1 npHIS is the word of truth and love, 1 Sent to the nations from above ; Jehovah here resolves to show What his almighty grace can do. 2 The gospel bids the dead revive : Sinners obey the voice, and live ; Dry bones are rais'd and cloth'd afresh. And hearts of stone are turn'd to flesh. 3 [Where Satan reign'd in shades of night. The gospel strikes a heavenly light; Our lusts its wondrous power controls. And calms the rage of angry souls.] 4 [Lions and beasts of savage name Receive the nature of the lamb ; While the wide world esteem it strange. Gaze, and admire, and hate the change.] 5 May but this grace my soul renew, Let sinners gaze, and hate me too ; The word that saves me does engage A sure defence from all their rage. T OQ C. M. Watts. ±^o qq(1 glorified in the Gospel. 1 npHE Lord, descending from above, JL Convenes his children near, THE GOSPEL. 85 "Wliile power and truth and boundless love Display their glories here. 2 Here in thy gospel's wondrous frame Fresh wisdom we pursue ; A thousand angels learn thy name Beyond whate'er they knew. 3 Thy name is wi'it in fairest lines, Thy wonders here we trace ; Wisdom through all the mystery shines, And shines in Jesus' face. 4 The law its best obedience owes To our incarnate God ; • And thy revenging justice shows Its honors in his blood. 6 But still the lustre of thy grace. Our warmer thoughts employs, Gilds the whole scene with brighter rays, And more exalts oui' joys. 1 Of) S. M. Watts. •'-^^ The blessedness of Gospel Times; or, the Revelation of Christ to Jews and Gentiles, Isa. V. 2, 7-10. Matt. xiii. 16, 17. 1 TTQW beauteous are their feet XX. Who stand on Zion's hill ! Proclaim salvation with their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! 2 How charming is their voice ! How sweet the tidings are ! * Zion, behold thy Savior King, ' He reigns and triumphs here.' 3 How happy are our ears That hear this joyful sound Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes Tliat see this heavenly light ; Prophets and kings desir'd it long, But died without the sight. 6 The watchmen join their voice. And tuneful notes employ ; Jerusalem breaks forth in songs. And deserts learn the joy. G The Lord makes bare his arm Tlirough all the earth abroad ; 86 THE GOSPEL. Let every nation now behold Their Savior and their God. mL. M. Beddome. The Gospel of Christ. 1 /^ OD, in the gospel of his Son, VJT Makes his eternal counsel known ; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here, sinners of an humble frame May taste his grace and learn his name ; 'Tis writ in characters of blood. Severely just, immensely good. 3 Here, Jesus in ten thousand ways His soul-attracting charms displays, Recounts his poverty and pains, And tells his love in melting strains. 4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts. To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; Its influence makes the sinner live, It bids the drooping saints revive. 6 Our raging passions it controls. And comfort yields to contrite souls ; It brings a better world in view. And guides us all our journey through. 6 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near my eye, Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage ! 132 C. M. Gibbons. The Gospel worthy of all Acceptation^ 1 Tim. i. 15. M ESUS, th' eternal Son of God, Whom seraphim obey. The bosom of the Father leaves, And enters human clay. Into our sinful world he comes, The messenger of grace. And on the bloody tree expires, A victim in our place. Our Jesus saves from sin and hell ; His words are true and sure, And on this rock our faith may rest Immovably secure. THE GOSPEL. 87 4 0 let these tidings be receiv'd, With universal joy, And let the high angelic praise Our tuneful powers employ ! 6 ' Glory to God, who gave his Son ' To bear our shame and pain ; * Hence peace on earth, and grace to men, ' In endless blessings reign.' TOO CM. Rippon's Col. ±OOrpf^g Qospel a Feast, Isaiah xxv. 6. 1 /^N Sion, his most holy mount, V^ God will a feast prepare. And Israel's sons and Gentile lands Shall in the banquet share. 2 Marrow and fatness are the food His bounteous hand bestows ; Wine on the lees, and wellrefin'd, In rich abundance flows. 3 See to the vilest of the vile A free acceptance given; See rebels, by redeeming grace, Sit with the heirs of heaven ! 4 The pain'd, the sick, the dying, now To ease and health restor'd. With eager appetites partake The plenties of the board. 6 But 0 what draughts of bliss unknown, AVhat dainties shall be given, Wlien, with the myriads round the throne, We join the feast of heaven. 6 There joys immeasurably high Shall overflow the soul. And springs of life that never dry In thousand channels roll. I OA P. M. Altered by Toplady. X Ott y/ie Jubilee. 1 "OLOW ye the trumpet, blow r> The gladly solemn sound ! Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb ; Redemption by his blood 88 THE GOSPEL. Through all the lands proclaim : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 3 [Ye, who have sold for naught The heritage_above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus' love : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.] 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell Your liberty receive ; And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 5 Ye bankrupt debtors, know The sovereign grace of heaven ; Though sums immense ye owe, A free discharge is given : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of pardoning grace ; Ye happy souls, draw near. Behold your Savior's face : The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 7 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full atonement made ; Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye moiirnful souls be glad ! The year of Jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 1 q f^ L. M. Doddridge. ±00 rpjig Q-ospel Jubilee, Psalm Ixxxix. 15. 1 T OUD let the tuneful trumpet sound, I A And spread the joyful tidings round ; Let every soul with transport hear. And hail the Lord's accepted year. 2 Ye debtors, whom he gives to know That you ten thousand talents owe, Wlien humble at his feet you fall. Your gracious God forgives them all. 3 Slaves, that have borne the heavy chain Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign. THE GOSPEL. 89 To liberty assert your claim, ■ And urge the great Redeemer's name. j 4 The rich inheritance of heaven, Your joy, your boast, is freely given ; j Fair Salem your arrival waits, , With golden streets and pearly gates. | 5 Her blest inhabitants no more \ Bondage and poverty deplore ; ; No debt, but love immensely great ; ' Their joy still rises with the debt. ; 6 O happy souls that know the sound, i Celestial light their steps surround, * 1 Jfnd show that jubilee begun, i Which through eternal years shall run. I TO/:* L. M. Primitive. ±OU The Preaching of Christ. ] 1 TTOW sweetly flow'd the gospel sound, XX From lips of gentleness and grace, , When listening thousands gathered round, ] And joy and reverence filled the place. ■ ''' 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, ' To heaven he led his followers' way ; Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke, ; Unveiling an immortal day. ■; 3 Come, children, to your Father's home ; Come, all ye weary ones, and rest ; Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, , Ol3ey thee, love thee, and be blest. 1 07 L.M. Watts. -j J-^ * The Effusion of the Spirit ; or, the Sue- ; cess of the Gospel. 1 /^ REAT was the day, the joy was great, ! VH" When the divine disciples met ; | Wliilst on their heads the Spirit came, i And sat like tongues of cloven flame. ] 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! And power to kill, and power to save ! Furnish'd their tongues with wondrous words, • Instead of shields, and spears, and swords. 3 Thus arm'd, he sent the champions forth I From east to west, from south to north ; i Go, and assert your Savior's cause, 1 ' Go, spread the mystery of his cross.' 4 These weapons of the holy war. Of what almighty force they are j 90 THE GOSPEL. To make our stubborn passions bow, And lay the proudest rebel low ! 6 Nations, the learned and the rude, Are by these heavenly arms subdued; While Satan rages at his loss, And hates the doctrine of the cross. 6 Great King of grace, my heart subdue, 1 would be led in triumph too, A willing captive to ray Lord, And sing the victories of his word. TOO L. M. Kent. XfJU y^g Mission of Zion^s Heralds. IAS Moses lifts the serpent high, XJL At God's command, lest Israel die, So in the gospel, full and free. Let Jesus now exalted be. 2 Lift him, ye heralds, sent of God, Proclaim the virtue of his blood — Point sinners there, though vile as hell, Whose rankling wounds with venom swell. 3 Lift him on high, as God, the Son, With seraphs waiting at his throne ; Supreme in poAver, in love supreme. Mighty to save and to redeem. 4 Lift him in all his bloody hue. As Israel's hope and portion too, And thither lead the weary saint. The weak, the wounded and the faint. 5 With " look and live" as Israel did Their rising doubts and fears forbid ; Declare his blood, how rich and full, To make their past transgressions null. 6 0 wond'rous cross, 0 bleeding Lamb ! I'll sing thy love, and tell thy fame, — And, taught to feel my sin and wo, Will to thy wounds for shelter go. 1 OQ C. M. Kent. XOt/ Prophesying to the Dry Bones. 1 "TTrHILE in the vale of vision dead, VV The house of Israel lie, Jehovah to the Prophet said — " Go thou, and prophesy. 2 " Go thou, nor reas'ning scruples make, Because the bones are dry ; THE GOSPEL. 91 My voice shall bid the dead awake ; Go thou and prophesy. 3 " ril bid the dying sinner live, To lift my name on high ; Eternal life 'tis mine to give — Go thou and prophesy. 4 " Preach Jesus as he's brought to view, And thither point their eye ; 'Tis I must give to will and do — Go thou and prophesy. 5 " From stones, to celebrate my grace, While mercy's tidings tly, My arms shall raise a num'rousrace, — Go thou and prophesy." 6 Let Zion's watchmen ne'er refrain Her silver trump to blow ; For Jesus can, with feeblest strain. His richest grace bestow. "I ±0 C. M. Kent. ^^^ Search the Scriptures. 1 "/^ 0 search the scriptures," saith our Lord, yjr " They testify of me ; 'Tis truth's eternal great record, From ev'ry error free. 2 " There my eternal Godhead shines With bright refulgent rays ; There beam Jehovah's great designs. From everlasting days. 3 " There the great gospel scheme behold, Chief of the works of God ; Replete with grace and love untold, And pardon seal'd with blood. 4 " There's armor for the trying day. Both shield and helmet too ; And grace, the fainting soul to stay, And always something new. 5 " There's balm to heal the wounds of sin. On life's fail- tree it grows — And blood, to wash your garments in, — From Jesus' side it flows." C 0 may the Spirit's influence sweet Shine on the glorious whole — • Its precepts guide my roving feet, Its promise feast my soul. 92 THE GOSPEL. ■] A-] C. M. Kent. ■'-^-*- The joyful sound of the Gospel. 1 rpHE glorious gospel of our God, JL Is joyful news from heaven — Salvation free in Jesus' blood, And life eternal given. 2 'Tis not the gospel's joyful sound, Nor silver trump we hear, When Sinai's terrors men confound, With Zion's beauties fair. 3 He needs no creatm-e power or skill, His finish'd work to mend, But works his own eternal will As wisdom did intend. 4 Wlien Uzza stretch'd his puny hand, Behold his awful fall ; The shaking ark secure shall stand, When God designs it shall. 5 If 'tis of works, and not of grace. No crown shall mortals have ; Not all the good of Adam's race, A single soul can save. 6 To God, the Father's love divine. The Spirit, and the Son, Let everlasting honors shine While years eternal run. 1 42 S's Kent. itt^ T/ie Gospel, Glad ladings to Si-nners. 1 'nniS the gospel's joyful tidings, I Full salvation sweetly sounds ; Grace, to heal thy foul backslidings, Sinner, flows from Jesus' wounds. 2 Are thy sins beyond recounting. Like the sand the ocean laves ? Jesus is of life the fountain — He unto the utmost saves. 3 Love's abyss there's no exploring, 'Tis beyond the seraph's ken ; Prostrate at thy feet adoring, We revere thy love to men. 4 Hail the Lamb who came to save us. Hail the love that made him die ! 'Tis the gift that God hath giv'n us, We'll proclaim liis honors high. THE GOSPEL. 93 6 When we join tlie gen'ral chorus Of the royal blood-bought tlu'ong, Who to glory went before us, Sav'd from ev'ry tribe and tongue ; 6 Then we'll make the blissful regions Echo to our Savior's praise ; TVTiile the bright angelic legions Listen to the charming lays. 1 JO CM. Kent. ■^~^^ Jesus the sum and substance of the Gospel. 1 XESUS the sum and substance is fj Of all the gospel scheme ; In him salvation, all of grace, Shines with refulgent beam. 2 Jehovah's counsels and decrees, Before the world began. With all the gospel promises, Respect his only Son. 3 Prophetic lore declar'd his birth, His mission and his name Ages before, to this our earth, The friend of sinners came. 4 Favor'd Isaiah heard him groan, Saw justice smite his head, Oppress'd with sins, but not his own, And to the slaughter led. 5 His own great sacrifice complete, Hath made his Israel free ; The paschal Lamb by faith they. eat, And this deliv'rance see. 6 His church he purchas'd with his blood. And who shall dare condemn ? But ne'er remov'd the wrath of God, For God was love to them. 1 /j I L. M. Xewton. -^ -'--^ JSncouragemeni to preach the Gospel, John xxix. 6. 1 "TTTHEN Peter, thro' the tedious night, V V Had often cast his net in vain. Soon as the Lord appeared in sight. He gladly let it down again. 2 Once more the gospel net we cast — Do thou, 0 Lord, the effort own ; We learn from disappointments past, To rest pur hope on thee alone. 94 THE GOSPEL. 3 May this be a mucli-favored hour, To souls for whom the Savior bled ; 0 clothe thy word with sov'reign power — To Jesus may such souls be led. 4: Have mercy on our num'rous youth, Who, young in years, are old in sin, And by thy spirit and thy trutli, Show them the state their souls are in. 5 Then Christ's, the Savior's matchless love, To ev'ry wounded heart reveal'd, Temptations, fears and guilt remove, And be their sun, their strength and shield. C To mourners speak a cheering word — On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine ; Let poor backsliders be restor'd, And all thy saints in praises join. 7 0 hear our prayer, and give us hope, That Avhen thy voice shall call us home, Tliou still wilt raise a people up. To love and praise thee in our room. 1 A^ L. M. Sonnets. ■^^^ Great is the Mystery of Godliness. 1 TT7ITH0UT dispute, 'twixt bond or free, V V Great is the gospel mystery ; How God in Christ has reconcil'd Those who were once by sin defil'd. 2 Shall seraphs try the same to prove ? 'Tis buried in eternal love : 'Tis lost in this unfathom'd sea, And swallow'd up, great God, in thee. 3 Here the divine perfections meet, Mercy and truth each other greet ; Justice and peace, in Jesus, see. Unite in sacred harmony. 4 Great was the myst'ry, truly great. That hell's designs should hell defeat ; But here eternal wisdom shin'd, For Satan wrought what God design'd. 6 Great was the myst'ry of that love, When Jesus left his throne above, Expos'd his life and precious blood, To bring rebellious man to God. 6 Oh ! deep abyss of love profound. Too vast for angel-minds to sound ; THE GOSPEL. 95 To scan the same our tlioughts are lost ; Hail Father, Son and Holy Ghost ! 1 A a lis. Hart. -L^^ The Gospel, 1 Tim. i. 15. 1 rriHE gospel brings tidings to each wounded ■ soul, That Jesus,the Savior, can make it quite whole: And what makes this gospel most precious to It holds forth salvation so perfectly free ! [me, 2 The gospel declares that God, sending his Son To die for poor sinners, gave all things in one ; This, too, makes the gospel most precious to Because 'tis a gospel as full as 'tis free ! [me, 3 Since Jesus has sav'd me, and that freely too, I fain Avould in all things my gratitude show ; But as to man's merit, 'tis hateful to me ! The gospel — I love it ; 'tis perfectly free ! 1 4_7 C. M. Watts. -*-^ ' Saints in the hands of Christ, John x. 28. 1 TT^IRM as the earth thy gospel stands, S- My Lord, my hope, my trust ; If I am found in Jesus' hands My soul can ne'er be lost. 2 His honor is engaged to save The meanest of his sheep. All that his heavenly Father gave, His hands securely keep. 3 Nor death nor heU shall e'er remove His favorites from his breast, In the dear bosom of his love They must for ever rest. 1 4Q C. M. Watts. ■^^^ The callings of the Gospel; or, spiritual Food and Clothing, Isa. Iv. 1, &c. 1 T ET every quicken'd ear attend, I J And every heart rejoice. The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an attracting voice. 2 Ho, all ye hungry, starving souls, Tbat feed upon the wind, And vamly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind ; 3 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd A soul-reviving feast, 96 THE GOSPEIi. And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho, ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die, Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and w^ine. 6 [Ye perishing and naked poor, Wlio work with mighty pain To weave a garment of your own That will not hide your sin ; 7 Come naked and adorn your souls In robes prepar'd by God, Wrought by the labors of his Son, And dyed in his own blood.] 8 Dear God, the treasures of thy love Are everlasting mines. Deep as our helpless mis'ries are, And boundless as our sins. 9 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day, Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. 7s. Newton. 149 1 I^OT to Sinai's dreadful blaze,* _LM But to Zion's throne of grace, By a way mark'd out with blood, Sinners now approach to God. 2 Not to hear the fiery law. But with humble joy to draw Water, by that well supplied,! Jesus open'd when he died. 3 Jjord, there are no streams but thine Can assua.re a thirst like mine : 'Tis a thirst thyself didst give. Let me, therefore, drink and live. *Heb. xii. 18. 22. flsa. xii. 3. INCARNATION OP THE SON OF GOD. 97 INCARNATION OF THE SON OF GOD. ■J 50 L.M. Watts. •*- ^ ^ God the Son eq ual to iih the Falher. 1 T) RIGHT King of glory, dreadful God! J3 Our spirits bow before thy seat, To thee we lift a humble thought, And worshii) at thy awful feet. 2 [Thy power hath formed, thy Avisdom sways All nature with a sovereign Avord ; And the bright world of stars obeys The will of their superior Lord.] 3 [Mercy and truth unite in one. And smiling sit at thy right hand ; Eternal justice guards thy throne. And vengeance waits thy dread command.] 4 A thousand seraphs strong and bright Stand round the glorious Deity ; But who among the sons of light * Pretends comparison Avith thee ! 5 Yet there is one of human frame, Jesus arrayed in flesh and blood, Thinks it no robbery to claim A full equality Avith God. 6 Their glory shines Avith equal beams ; Their essence is forever one. Though they are knoAf n by different names, The Father God; and God the Son. 7 Then let the name of Christ our King With equal honors be adored ; His praise let every angel sing, And all the nations own their Lord. T n~\ L. M. Wattg 1.01. rpj^g j)eHy and Humanily of Christ. John i. 1. 3. 14. Col. 1. 16. Eph. iii. 9, 10. 1 "TT^ RE the blue heaA'ensAverestretch'd abroad trj From everlasting Avas the Word ; AVith God he was ; the Word Avas God, And must diAunely be adored. 2 By his own power were all things made ; By him supported all things stand; He is the neAv creation's Head, And angels fly at his command. 3 Ere gin Avas born, or Satan fell, He led the host of morning stars ; 4 52, 98 INCARNATION OF (Thy generation who can tell, Or count the number of thy years ?) 4 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms, The Word descends and dwells in clay, That he may hold converse with worms, Brest in such feeble flesh as they. 5 Mortals with joy behold his face. The eternal Father's only Son ; How full of truth ! how full of grace ! When through his flesh the Godhead shone. 6 Bright angels leave their high abode To learn new mysteries here, and tell The love of our descending God, The glories of Immanuel. L. M. Watts. ' Glory and Grace in (Ixeperson of Christ. 1 "VTOW to the Lord a noble song ! X 1 Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue ; Hosannah to the eternal name. And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace ; God, in the person of his Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 The spacious earth and spreading flood Proclaim the wise, the powerful God ; And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in every rolling star. 4 But in his looks a glory stands, The noblest labor of thine hands ; The pleasing lustre of his eyes Outshines the wonders of the skies. 5 Grace, 'tis a sweet, a charming theme ; - My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name : Ye angels, dwell upon the sound. Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 6 0, may I live to reach the place "Wiiere he unveils his lovely face, Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold ! 1 no, L. M. Watts. -»-^*-' Christ the Eternal Life, Rom. ix. 5. 1 XESUS our Savior and our God, fj Arrayed in majesty and blood, THE SON OF GOD. 99 Thou art our life ; our souls in thee Possess a full felicity. 2 All our immortal hopes are laid lu thee, our surety and our head ; Thy cross, thj' cradle, and thy tlirone, Are big with glories yet unknoAvn. 3 Let atheists scoff, and Jews blaspheme The eternal life and Jesus' name ; A word of thy almighty breath Dooms the rebellious world to death. 4 But let my soul for ever lie Beneath the blessings of thine eye ; 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above To see thy face and taste thy love. 1 ^A . S. M. Watts. ■^^^ The Nativity of ChriM, Luke 1. 30, &c. Luke ii. 10, &c. ► EHOLD, the grace appears, The promise is fulfilled ; Mary the wonderous virgin bears, And Jesus is the child. [The Lord, the highest God, Calls him his only Son ; He bids him rule the lands abroad. And gives him David's throne. O'er Jacob shall he reign With a peculiar sway ; The nations shall his grace obtain, His kingdom ne'er decay.] To bring the glorious news A heavenly form appears ; He tells the shepherds of their joys, And banishes their fears. ' Go, humble swains,' said he, * To David's city fly ; ' The promised infant born to-day * Doth in a manger lie. ' AVith looks and hearts serene, ' Go visit Christ your King ;' And straight a flaming troop was seen, The shepherds heard them sing : * Glory to God on high, ' And heavenly peace on earth, ' Good-will to men, to angels joy, * At the Redeemer's birth !' 100 INCARNATION OP 8 [In worship so divine Let saints employ their tongues, With the celestial hosts we join, And loud repeat their songs : 9 ' (Hory to God on high, ' And heavenly peace on earth, * Good-will to men, to angels joy, ' At our Redeemer's birth !'] inn C. M. Watts. XOOrpj^g jsj-aiii^iiy Qf Christ, Luke ii. 10, &o, 1 QHEPHERDS ! rejoice, lift up your eyes, O And send your fears away ; News from the regions of the skies, Salvation 's born to-day. 2 * Jesus, the God whom angels fear, ' Comes down to dwell with you ; * To-day he makes his entrance here, ' But not as mouarchs do. 3 * No gold nor purple swaddling bands, ' Nor royal shining things ; * A manger for his cradle stands, ' And holds the King of kings. 4 * Go, shepherds, where the infant lies, ' And see his humble throne ; * With tears of joy in all your eyes, ' Go, shepherds, kiss the Son.' 6 Thus Gabriel sang, and straight around The heavenly armies throng. They tune their harps to lofty sound, And thus conclude the song : 6 * Glory to God that reigns above, ' Let peace surround the earth ; ' Mortals shall know their Maker's love, ' At their Redeemer's birth.' 7 Lord, and shall angels have their songs. And men no tunes to raise ! 0 may we lose our useless tongues When they forget to praise. 8 Glory to God that reigns above, That pitied iis forlorn, We join to sing our Maker's love, For there's a Savior born. 1 n.a L.M. Watts. s.u\j Clii'isVs Incarnation. 1 fTlHE Lord is come, the heavens proclaim IL His birth ; the nations learn his name ; 157 THE SON OF GOD. 101 An unknown star directs the road Of eastern sages to their God. All ye bright armies of the skies, Go worship where the Savior lies : Angels and kings before him bow, Those gods on high, and gods below. Let idols totter to the gronnd, And their own worshipers confound ; But Judah shout, but Zion sing, And earth confess her sovereign King. L. M. Watts. The Virgin Marif?, Song ; or, the Mes- siah born, Luke i. 46, etc. 1 /^UR souls shall magnify the Lord, V^ In God the Savior we rejoice ; While we repeat the virgin's song, May the same spirit tune our voice. 2 [The Highest saw her low estate, And might}- things his hand hath done : His overshadowing power and grace Makes her the mother of his Son. 3 Let every nation call her blessed. And endless years prolong her fame , But God alone must be adored ; Holy and Reverend is his name.] 4 To those that fear and trust the Lord His mercy stands forever sure ; From age to age his promise lives, . And the performance is secure. 5 He spake to Abra'm and his seed, ' In thee shall all the earth be blest ;' The memory of that ancient word Lay long in his eternal ])rea3t. 6 But now no more shall Israel wait, No more the Gentiles lie forlorn : Lo, the desire of nations comes, ' Behold, the promised seed is born! 1 ^Q L.M. Watts. ±uij Xypes and Prophecies of Christ. 1 "DEHOLD the woman's promised seed ! i> Behold the great Messiah's come ! Behold the propliets all agreed To give him the superior room ! 2 Abra'm the saint rejoiced of old. When visions of the Lord he saw ; 102 INCABNATION OP Moses, the man of God, foretold This great fulliller of his law. 3 The types bore witness to his name, Obtained their chief design, and ceased ; The incense and the bleeding lamb, The ark, the altar, and the priest. 4 Predictions in abvmdance meet To join their blessings on his head ; Jesns, we worship at thy feet, And nations own the promised seed. 1 rtq L. M. Watts. ±OfJ Miracles at the birlh of Christ. 1 rpiIIE King of Glory sends his Son I To make his entrance on the earth ! Behold the midnight bright as noon, And heavenly hosts declare his birth ! 2 About the young Redeemer's head What wonders and what glories meet ! An unknown star arose, and led The eastern sages to his feet. 3 Simeon and Anna both conspire The infant Savior to proclaim ; Inward they felt the sacred fire, And blest the babe, and owned his name. 4 Let Jews and Greeks blaspheme aloud, And treat the holy child Avith scorn ; Our souls adore the eternal Word Who condescended to be born. lan G.M. Watts. J. \j\j rpjy, Me^ialVs coming- and kingdom. 1 TOY to the world ; the Lord is come ; fj Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns ; Let men their songs emplov : While fields and floods, rocks, liills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings'flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with trnth and grace, And makes the nations jjrove THE SOX OP GOD. 103 The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. "1(^1 CM. Watts. ■*- ^-'- ChrisVs first and second coming. 1 C1ING to the Lord, ye distant lands, 1^ Ye tribes of every tongue ; His new discovered grace demands A new and nobler song. 2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, God's own almighty Son ; His power the sinking world sustains, And grace surrounds his throne. 3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day, Joy through the earth be seen ; Let cities shine in bright array, And fields in cheerful green. 4 Let an unusual joy surprise The islands of the sea ; Ye mountains sink, ye vallies rise, Prepare the Lord his way. 5 Behold he comes, he comes to bless The nations, as their God ; To show the world his righteousness. And send his truth abroad. 6 But when his voice shall raise the dead, And bid the ■^Yorld draw near, How will the guilty nations dread To see their Judge appear ! laO CM. Watts. ± \JZj QhrisVs Incarnalion, and the last Judg- ment. 1 "VTE islands of the northern sea, I Rejoice, the Savior reigns ; His word, like fire, prepares his way. And mountains melt to plains. 2 His presence sinks the proudest hills. And makes the vallies rise ; The humble soul enjoys his smiles. The haughty sinner dies. 3 The heavens his rightful power proclaim ; The idol-gods around Fill their own worshipers with shame, And totter to the ground. 4 Adoring angels at his birth Make the Redeemer known; 104 INCAUNATION OP Thus shall he come to judge the earth, High seated on his throne. 6 His foes shall tremble at his sight, And hills and seas retire ; His children take their unknown flight, And leave the world on fii'e. 6 The seeds of joy and glory sown For saints in darkness here, Shall rise and spring in worlds unknowu. And a rich harvest bear. 1 (^O CM. Watts J. L»0 ChrisVs 3Iission. 1 /^OME, happy souls, approach your God Vy With new melodious songs ; Come; render to almighty grace The tribute of your tongues. 2 So strange, so boundless was the love That pitied dying men. The Father sent his equal Son To give them life again. 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed AVith a revenging rod, No hard commission to perform The vengeance of a God. 4 But all was mercy, all was mild, And wrath forsook the throne, Wlien Christ on the kind errand came, And brought salvation down. 1 a A S. M. Watts. XUtt Chi'isVs Mission, Jolm iii. 16, IV. 1 T> AISE your triumphant songs _tV To an immortal tune, Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how eternal love Its cliiet beloved chose, And bid Jiim raise our wretched raco From their abyss of woes. 3 His hand no tliunder bears, Iso terror clothes his brow, No bolts to drive our guilty souls To liercer tiames beiow. 4 'Twas mercy tili'd the throne, And wrath sioo J silent by, THE SON OP OOP. 105 WTien Christ was sent -witli mercy down To rebels doom'd to die. 1^^ L.M. Watts. ±KJtJ jrjiQ Example of Christ. 1 "\/|"Y dear Redeemer and my Lord, IVI I read my duty in thy word, But in thy life the laAv appears Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witness'd the fervor of thy prayer ; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and thy victory too. 4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear More of thy gracious image here ; Redeem'd from sin, by grace divine, 0 may I in thine image shine. 1 fifi CM. Rippon'sCoI. ±\JU jrj^Q Divinity of Clirisl. 1 mHEE we adore, Eternal Word! I The Father's equal Son ; By heaven's obedient hosts adored, Ere time its course begun. 2 The first creation has displayed Thy energy divine ; For not a single thing was made By other hands than thine. 3 But ransomed sinners, with delight, Sublimer facts survey — The all-creating Woi'd unites _ Himself to dust and cla)\ 4 See the Redeemer clothed in flesh, And ask the reason ' Why ?' The answer fills my soul afresh — ' To suffer, bleed and die !' 6 Creation's Author now assumes A creature's humble form ; A man of grief and wo becomes. To bear reproach and scorn. 6 The Lord of glory bears the shame To vile transgressors due ; 106 INCARNATION OP Justice the Prince of life condemna To die ill anguish too. 7 God over all, for ever blest, The righteous curse endures ; And thus, to souls with sin distrest, Eternal bliss ensures. 8 What wonders in thy person meet. My Savior, all divine ! I fall with rapture at thy feet, And would be wholly thine. 1(^7 CM. Medley. J- ^ • The Incarnation of Christ, Luke ii. 14, 1 "l/rORTALS, awake, with angels join, IV I And chant the solemn lay ; Joy, love and gratitude combine To hail th' auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapturous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran. And strung and tun'd the lyre. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew, And loud the echo roU'd ; The theme, the song, the joy was new, 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky Th' impetuous torrent ran ; And angels flew, with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 6 [Wrapt in the silence of the night Lay all the eastern world, ^ When bursting, glorious, heavenly light The wondrous scene unfurl'd.] 6 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song ; Good-will and peace are heard throughout Th' harmonious heavenly throng. 7 0 for a glance of heavenly love Our hearts and songs to raise, Sweetly to bear our souls above. And mingle with their lays ! 8 With joy the chorus we'll repeat, ' Glory to God on high ! * Good-will and peace are now complete ; * Jesus was born to die.' THE SON OF GOD. 107 9 Hail, Prince of Life ! forever hail, Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! Though earth, and time, and life shall fail, Thy praise shall never end. -] ao 7's. J. c. w. 1 XT' ARK, the herald angels sing, .11. 'Glory to the new-born King; ' Peace on earth, and mercy mild, * God has sinners reconcil'd.' 2 Joyful, all )'e nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies ; Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! Hail the Sun of Righteousness 1 3 [Mild he lays his glories by ; Born that men no more might die ; Born to raise the sons of earth ; Born to give them second birth.] 4 Come, Desire of Nations! come, Fix in us thy humble home ; Rise, the woman's promis'd seed, Bruise in us the serpent's head. 6 Glory to the new-born King ! Let us all the anthem sing, * Peace on earth, and mercy mild, ' God has sinners reconcil'd !' 1 aq C. M. Mrs. Anne Steele. J.Ut7 jif^g Incarnation, John i. 14. 1 A WAKE, awake the sacred song x\_ To our incarnate Lord ; Let every heart, and every tongue. Adore the eternal Word. 2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power By whom the worlds were made, (0 happy morn, illustrious hour!) Was once in flesh array'd ! 3 Then shone almighty power and love In all their glorious forms, When Jesus left his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms. 4 To dwell with misery below. The Savior left the skies ; And sunk to wretchedness and wo, That worthless men might rise. 108 INCAKNATION OF 6 Adoring angels tun'd their songs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture then let mortal tongues Their grateful worship pay. 6 What glory, Lord, to thee is due! With wonder we adore ; But could we sing as angels do, Our highest praise were poor. I'lf) 8. 7. Robinson. J- I U Praise to the Redeemer. 1 ]l/riGHTY God! while angels bless thee, ,iVi, May an infant lisp thy name ? Lord of men, as well as angels, Thou art every creature's theme ; 2 Lord of every land and nation ! Ancient of eternal days! Sounded through the wide creation Be thy just and lawful praise : 3 For the grandeur of thy nature — Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; For created works of power, Works with skill and kindness wrought : 4 For thy providence that governs Through thine empire's wide domain; Wings an angel, guides a sparrow : Blessed be thy gentle reign. 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, Dark through brightness all along ; Thought is poor, and poor expression; Who dare sing that awful song ? 6 Brightness. of the Father's glory, Sliall thy praise unutter'd lie ? Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence ! Sing the Lord who came to die. 7 Did bright angels sing thy coming? Did the shepherds learn their lays? Shame would cover me ungrateful. Should my tongue refuse to praise I 8 From the highest throne in glory, To the cross of deepest wo ; All to ransom guilty captives ; Flow my praise, for ever flow. 9 Go, return, immortal Savior ! Leave thy footstool, take thy throne ; Thence return, and reign for ever, Be the kingdom all thy own. THE SON OF GOD. 109 171 CM. Doddridge. -*- * -^ The Cond£scending Grace of Clwist, Matt. XX, 2S. 1 QAVIOR of men, and Lord of love, O How sweet tliy gi-acious name ! With joy that errand we review On which thy mercy came. 2 Wliile all thy own angelic bands Stood Avaiting on the wing, Charm'd with the honor to obey Their great eternal King; 3 For ui?, mean, wretched, sinful men, Thou laid'st that glory l)y ; First, in our mortal flesh, to serve; Then, in that flesh, to die. 4 Bought with thy service and thy blood, We doubly. Lord, are thine; To thee our lives we would devote, To thee our death resign. 179 CM. Rippon'sCoL -•- * "^ The Redeemer'' s Message ,lMkQ^ iv.18, 19. 1 TIFARK, the glad sound, the Savior comes, XJ_ The Savior promis'd long ! Let every heart prepare a tlu'oue, And ever}'- voice a song. 2 On him, the Spirit, largely pour'd. Exerts his sacred fire ; Wisdom and might, and Zealand love, His holy breast inspire. 8 He comes, the prisoners to release ; In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray ; And, on the eyes oppress'd with night, To pour celestial day. 6 He comes, the broken heart to bind. The bleeding soul to cure ; And, with the treasui-es of his grace, T' enrich the humble j)oor. 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim; And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. IKJ INOARJTATION V* 7's. Gadsby's Col. Glory to God in the Highest,''^ Luke ii. 14. 173 ^ A ' J:\_ Angels made the lieavens ring. Singing, with a solemn joy, " Glory to the Lord on high." 2 [In angelic heights of bliss, They his majesty confess; Ravish'd with so grand a scene, They renew their songs to him.] 3 Glory in the highest height. Blazing with majestic light, Bhines in David's root and rod. The incarnate Son of God. 4 [0 the Avonders of God's ways ; Here, I AM, himself displays; And, in spite of hell and sin, Here his honors he'll maintain.} 5 Quick'ned sinners here maj' view. What Omnipotence can do ; And in measure sweetly trace The rich treasures of his grace. 6 Come, ye ransom'd souls, rejoice; Look, and with a cheerful voice, Sing the honors of your God, Blazing in the incarnate Word. 7 Soon the whole elect shall view All the glory God can show ; And in bliss immortal sing, Hallelujah to their King. T 7 J_ 10s. and lis. -*- * ^ The AdcenL 1 TTAHj the blest morn! when the great _IjL Mediator Down from the mansions of glory descends ; Shepherds go worship the babe' in the man- ger, Lo ! for his guard the bright angels attend. CHOKUS. Brightest andbest of the sons of the morning. Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star in the east, the horizon adorning. Guide whei'e our infant Redeemer is laid. THE SON OF GOD. Ill 2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him. in slumbers reclining, Wise men and shepherds before him do fall. Brightest and best, &c. 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Eden, and olTrings divine, Gems from the mountains, and pearls from the ocean. Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? Brightest and best, &c. 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts would his favor secure ; Richer by far is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. Brightest and best, &c. 17^^ CM. a. I Kj rpf^^ ggy^g qj^ augsls at the bi7'th of Christ. 1 "fXTHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks VV by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 2 ' Fear not,' said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind, * Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind. 3 ' To you, in David's town, this day Is born, of Da\id's line, The Savior, who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the sign : 4 ' The heavenly babe you there shall find, To human view displaj'ed, All meanly wrapt in swathing bands. And in a manger laid.' 5 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God, -and thus Addressed their joyful song : 6 * All glor3' be to God on high. And to the earth be peace; Good-will henceforth from heaven to men Begin and never cease.' 112 INCABNATION OF -1 7^ p. M. -*- * ^ The birth of Christ, hailed. 1 A "WAKE, awake, arise, jljL And hail the glorious morn ; Hark, how the angels sing, ' To you a Savior's born !' Now let onr hearts in concert move, And every tongue be turned to love, 2 He mortals came to save From sin's tyrannic power ; Come, with the angels sing At this auspicious hour ; Let every heart and tongue combine, To praise the love, the grace divine. 3 The prophecies and types Are all this day Mtilled ; With eastern sages join To praise this wondrous child : God's only Son is come to bless The earth with peace and righteousness 4 Glory to God on high, For our Emmanuel's birth ; To mortal men good will, And peace and joy on earth: With angels now we will repeat Their songs, still new and ever sweet. ■1 YY CM. Watts. -*- * • The new Jet^isaletn. 1X0! what a glorious sight appears, I J To our believing eyes ; The earth and seas are passed away. And the old rolling skies. 2 From the third heaven, where God resides. That holy, happy place ! The new Jerusalem comes down, Adorned with shining grace. 3 Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing ; ' Jlortals, behold the sacred seat Of your descending King. 4 ' The God of glory doAvn to men Removes his blest abode ; His saints the objects of his grace. And he their faithful God, 5 * His own soft hand shall wipe the tears From every weeping eye ; THE SON OF GOD. 113 And pains, and s^'oans, and griefs, and fears, And death itself shall die.' 6 How long, dear Savior, 0 how long, Shall this bright hour delay ? Fly swiftly round, yo wheels of time, And bring the welcome day. 1 7Q C. M. -*• • ^Christ the substance of the Levitical priesthood. 1 rriHE true Messiah now appears, JL The types are all withdrawn ; So fly the shadows and the stai's, Before the rising dawn. 2 The smoking sweet, and bleeding lamb, The kid and bullock slain, And costly spice of every name. Would all be burnt in vain. 3 Aaron must lay his robes away, His mitre and his vest, Wlien Christ the Lord comes down to be The offering and the Priest. 4 He took our mortal flesh to show The wonders of his love. For us he paid his life below. And prays for us above. 5 ' Father,' he cries, ' forgive their sins, For I myself have died ;' And then he shows his opened veins. And pleads his wounded side. 1 70 CM. Newton. -*- * ^ The Refuge, River and Rock of tlie Church. 1 "TT"E who on earth as man was known, f~l And bore our sins and pains. Now seated on the eternal tluone. The God of glory reigns. 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide, With an unerring skill ; And countless worlds, extended wide. Obey his sovereign will. 3 ■\Yhile harps unnumber'd sound his praise, In yonder world above ; His saints on earth admire his ways, And glory in his love. 114 INCARNATION OP 4 His righteousness to faith reveal'd, Wrought out for guilty worms, Affords a hiding-place and shield From enemies and storms. 6 This land, through "v\-hich his pilgrims go, Is desolate and dry ; But streams of grace from him o'erflow. Their thirst to satisfy. 6 "\^^len troubles, like a burning sun, Beat heavy on their head. To this almighty Rock they run, And find a pleasing shade. 7 How glorious he, how happy they In such a glorious Friend ! "WTiose love secures them all the way And crowns them at the end. 1 Q A L.M. Needhara& Steele. ■^^^ Messiah, Gen. xlix. 10. Dan. ix. 26. Hag. ii. 9. 1 /^ LORY to God ! who reigns above, vX Who dwells in light, whose name is love; Ye saints and angels, if ye can, Declare the love of God to man. 2 Oh what could more his love commend, His dear, his only Son to send ! That man, condemn'd to die, might live, And God be gracious to forgive ! 3 Messiah's come — with joy behold The days by prophets long foretold : Jndah.'thy royal sceptre's broke ; And time still proves what Jacob spoke. 4 Daniel, thy weeks are all expir'd, The time prophetic seals requir'd ; Cut off for sins, but not his own, Thy Prince, Messiah, did atone. 5 Thy famous temple, Solomon, Is by the latter far outshone ; It w inted not thy glittering store, Messiah's presence grac'd it more. 6 We see the prophecies fulfiU'd In Jesus, that most wondrous child ; His birth, his life, his death, combine To prove his character divine. 7 Jesus, thy gospel firmly stands A blessing to these favor'd lands ; THE SON OF GOD. 115 No infidel shall be our dread, Since tliou art risen from the dead. 1 Ol ll's. Hart. -*- ^ -^ Rejoicing in the Incarnation and Exalta- tion of Christ, Luke ii. 11, 12. 1 ']\/I~Y God, my Creator, the heavens did bow, IVi To ransom oiTeuders, and stoop'd very low ; The body, prepared by the Father, assumes, And on the kind errand most joyfully comes. 2 0, wonder of wonders ! astonish'd I gaze. To see in the manger the Ancient of Days ; The angels proclaiming the stranger forlurn , And telling the shepherds that Jesus is born ! 3 For thousands of sinners the Lord bow'd his head ; For thousands of sinners he groan'd and he bled: My spirit rejoices — the work it is done ! My soul is redeemed— salvation is won ! 4 [Dear Jesus, my Savior, the truth I embrace. Thy name and thy natures, thy spirit and grace ; And trace the pure footsteps of Jesus, my Lord, And glory in him whom proud sinners abhor'd. 5 My God is returned to glory on high ; When death makes a passage, then to him I'll fly, And join in the song of all praise thi-ough his blood. To the Three who are One inconceivable God. 182 L. M. Sonnets. Praising God. Y song shall bless the Lord of all, My praise shall climb to his abode ; Thee, Savior, by that name I call, The great Supreme, the mighty God. Without beginning or decline, Object of faith, and not of sense ; Eternal ages saw him shine, He shines, eternal ages hence. A-s much when in the manger laid, Almighty ruler of the sky ; 116 VITAL UNION OF As when the six days' work he made, Fill'd all the morning-stars with joy. 4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears, Salvation is his dearest claim That gracious sound well pleas'd he hears, And owns Immanuel for his name. 6 A cheerful confidence I feel. My well ijlac'd hopes with joy I see; My bosom glows with heavenly zeal To worship him who died for me. 6 As man he pities my complaint, His power and truth are all divine ; He Avill not fail, he cannot faint. Salvation's sure, and must be mine. VITAL UNION OF CHRIST AND THE CHURCH. TOO L. M. Kent. i OO Union toilh -Testis. 1 'nnWIXT Jesus and the chosen race, ■ Subsists a bond of sovereign grace, That hell, with its infernal train, Shall ne'er dissolve, or rend in twain. 2 This sacred bond shall never break, Though earth should to her centre shake ; Rest, doubting saint, assured of this, For God has pledged his holiness. 3 He swore but once, the deed was done, 'Twas settled by the great Three One ; Christ was appointed to redeem All that the Father loved in him. 4 Hail sacred union, firm and strong ! How great the grace, how sweet the song ! That worms of earth should ever be One with incarnate deity ! 5 One in the tomb, one when he rose, One when he triumph'd o'er his foes, One when in heaven he took his seat, While seraph's sung all hell's defeat, 6 This sacred tie forbids their fears. For all he is, or has, is theirs ; With him their head, they stand or fall, Their life, their surety, and their all. CHRIST AND THE CHURCH. 117 1 QA C. M. Kent. ■'-^^The death of Christ the effect of God's love to his chosen. 1 'rpWAS not to make Jehovah's love I Towards the sinner flame. That Jesus, from his throne above, A sufTring man became. 2 'Twas not the death that he endur'd, Nor all the pangs he bore, That God's eternal love procur'd, For God was love before. 3 He lov'd the whole of his elect, With love surpassing thought ; Nor will his mercy e'er neglect The souls so dearly bought. 4 The warm affections of his breast Towards his chosen burn ; And in this love he'll ever rest, Nor from his oath return. 5 Still to confirm his oath of old, See in the heav'ns his bow ; No fierce rebukes, but love untold Awaits the children now. 6 0 could my soul but realize That sacred, joyful scene, \Ylien all his saints above the skies, Shall round his throne convene. 185 CM. Newton. The safety of the Church under God her Shepherd, Phil. iii. 3. 1 T> EJOICE, believer in the Lord, JLVj Who makes your cause his OAvn ; The hope that's built upon his word Can ne'er be overthrown. 2 Though many foes beset your road, And feeble is your arm, Your life is hid with Christ In God, Beyond the reach of harm. 3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint, Or fainting, shall not die ! Jesus, the strength of every saint. Will aid you from on high. 4 Though not unseen by outward sense, Faith sees him always near ; 118 VITAL UNION OP A guide, a glory, a defence — Then what have you to fear ? 5 As surely as he overcame And triumph'd once for you. So surely you that love his name, Shall triumph in him too. IQft L.M. Swain. ■^^^ Christ and his Church Inseparable. 1 TXTHY should the saints be fiU'd with dread VV Or yield their joys to slavish fear ? Heav'n can't be full which holds the head, Till every member's present there. 2 In heav'n the head — the members here — Ten thousand thousand, yet but one ! So far asunder, yet so near ! Some yet unborn — some round the throne. 3 How bright eternal wisdom shines, When it displays eternal love ; Instructing by these dazzling lines, The earth beneath and heav'n above. ~l Q'J 7's. Humphreys. ±0 I The privileges of the sons of God. 1 "DLESSED are the sons of God, J3 They are bought with Jesus' blood, They are ransom'd from the grave, Life eternal they shall have : With them numbered may we be, Now and in eternity ? 2 God did love them, in his Son, Long before the world begun; They the seal of this receive. When on Jesus they believe : With them, &c. 3 They are justified by grace, They enjoy a solid peace ; All their sins are washed away. They shall stand in God's great day: With them, &c. 4 They produce the fruits of grace, In the works of righteousness ! Born of God, they hate all sin, God's pure word remains within : With them, &c. 5 They have fellowship with God, Through the Mediator's blood; CHRIST AND THE CHURCH. 119 One with God, with Jesus one, Glory is in them begun : With them, &c. 6 Though they suffer much on earth, Strangers to the worldling's mirth, Yet they have an inward joy. Pleasures which can never cloy: With them, &c. 7 They alone are truly blest — Heirs of God— joint heirs with Christ; Thej' with love and peace are filled ; They are by his spirit sealed : With them numbered may we be. Now, and in eternity. 1 QQ S. M. Kent. -*-^^ Ye are all one in Christ. 1 TN union with the Lamb, I From condemnation free. The saints from everlasting were, And shall forever be. 2 In cov'nant from of old. The sons of God they were ; The feeblest lamb in Jesus' fold Was bless'd in Jesus there. 3 Its bonds shall never break, Tho' earth's old columns bow ; The strong, the tempted, and the weak, Are one in Jesus now. 4 With joy lift up your heads, Ye highly favor'd few — When thro' the earth destruction spreads. For what shall injure you? 6 When storms or tempests rise, Or sins your peace assail. Your hope in Jesus never dies — 'Tis cast witliin the veil. 6 Here let the Aveary rest, Who love the Savior's name ; Tho' with no sweet enjoyment blest, This cov'nant stands the same. 489 CM. Kent. Contemplating the scheme of Salvation. RISE, my thoughts, and trace the si)ring From whence salvation came : 120 VITAL FNION OF Do tliou, Celestial Spirit, bring Thy soul expanding flame. 2 'Twas settled in Jehovah's grace, That deep, the most profound, Before he gave the hills their place, Or fix'd creation's bound. 3 Great God ! how deep thy counsels lie ; Supreme in power art Thou ; All things, to thine omniscient eye, Are one eternal now. 4 Thy thoughts of peace to Israel's race, From everlasting flow'd ; And Avhen thou hid'st thy lovely face, Thou still art Israel's God. 5 In ties of blood, and nothing less, We claim thee as our own ; And God th' Eternal Spirit bless Who makes the kindred known. 6 Long as the cov'nant shall endure, Made by the great Three One, Salvation is forever sure. To every blood-bought son. IGf) 7's. Cennick. ^^^ Rejoicing in Hope, Isa. xxxv. 10 — Luke xii. 32. 1 /CHILDREN" of the heavenly King, Vy As you journey, sweetly sing ; Sing j'our Savior's worthy praise. Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are traveling home to God, In the way the fathers trod ; They are happy now, and jq Soon their happiness shall see. 3 0, ye banish'd seed, be glad I Christ our Advocate is made ; Us, to save, our flesh assumes, Brother to our souls becomes. 4 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ! You on Jesus' throne shall rest; There your seat is now prepared- There your kingdom and reward. 5 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of your land ; Christ, your Father's elder Son, Bids you undismayed go on. CHKIST AND THE CniTKCH. 121 6 Lord! submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee. C. M. Toplady Christ is all in all. 191 1 /COMPARED with Christ, in all beside \J No comeliness I see ; The one thing needful, dearest Lord, Is to be one with thee. 2 The sense of thy redeemiug-.love Into my sSul convey ; Thyself bestow! for thee alone. My All-in- All I pray. 3 Less than thyself will not suffice My comfort to restore ; More than thyself I cannot crave ; And thou can'st give no more. 4 Loved of my God, for him again, With love intense, I'd burn ; Chosen of thee, ere time began, I'd choose thee in return. 5 Whate'er consists not with thy love, 0 teach me to resign ; I'm rich to all intents of bliss, If thou, 0 God, art muie. 1 Q9 ll's. Thompson's CoL ^ ^ '^ Comfort for the Church in Trouble. 1 ^~\ Zion ! afflicted with wave upon wave, \J Whom no man can comfort, whom no man can save ; With darkness surrounded, by terrors dismay'd In toiling and rowing, thy strength is decay 'd. 2 Loud roaring, the billows now nigh over- whelm ; But skilful 's the Pilot who stands at the helm ; His wisdom conducts thee, his power defends. In safety and quiet thy warfare he ends. 3 * 0 fearful ! O faithless !' in mercy he cries, ' My promise, my truth, are they light in thy eyes? Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand. Through tempest and tossing I'll bring thee to laud. 122 VITAL UNION OF 4 ' Forget thee, I -vrill not, I cannot, thy name Engraved on ray heart, doth forever remain ; The palms of my hands, whilst I look on, I see Tlie wounds I received when suffering for thee. 5 ' I feel at my heart all thy sighs and thy groans. For thou art most near me, my flesh and my bones ; In all thy distresses, thy Head feels the pain, Yet all are most needful, not one is in vain. 6 ' Then trust me and fear not, thy life is secure ; My wisdom is perfect, supreme is my power; In love I correct thee, thy soul^o refine, Tomake thee atlengthinmy likeness to shine. 7 ' The foolish, the fearful, the weak are my care, The helpless, the hopeless, I hear their sad prayer ; From all their afflictions, my glory shall spring, And the deeper their sorrows, the louder they'll sing.' IQO CM. C.Wesley. XtJu Be of one Mind and Heart. 1 "DLEST be the dear uniting love r> That Avill not let us part ; Our bodies may far off remove, But we are join'd in heart. 2 Join'd in one spirit to one Head, We wait his will to know. That we in his right steps may tread, And follow him below. 3 0 may we ever walk in him, And nothing know beside ; Nothing desire, nor aught esteem. But Jesus crucified. 4 Closer and closer let us cleave, To his belov'd embrace ; Expect his fulness to receive, And grace to answer grace. 1 04. S.M. Doddridge. ■^^^ Vital union to Christ in regeneration. 1 Cor. vi. 17. 1 ~r\EAR Savior, Ave are thine, I / By everlasting bonds ; Our names, our hearts, we would resign Our souls are in thy hands. CHRIST AND THE CHURCH. 123 To thee we still would cleave Witli ever-growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, O let them ne'er prevail. Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay ; But love sliall keep us near thy side Through all the gloomy way. Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear? If he in heaven hath fixed his throne, He'll fix his members there. ^ S. M. Watts. *^ Communionwith Christ, and with saints. 1 Cor. X. 16, 17. 19 .P To meet around his board ; Here pardoned rebels sit,* and hold Communion with their Lord. 2 For food he gives his flesh. He bids us drink his blood ; Amazing favor ! matchless grace Of our descending God !] 3 This holy bread and wine Maintain our fainting breath, By union with our living Lord, And interest in his death. 4 Our heavenly Father calls Christ and his members one ; AVe the young children of his love, And he the first-born Sou. 5 We are but several parts Of the same broken bread ; One body with its several limbs, But Jesus is the Head. 6 Let all our powers be joined His glorious name to raise ; Pleasure and love fill every mind. And every voice be praise. iqa CM. Watts. 1.0\J /S^inai and 6'ion, Heb. xii. 18, &c. 1 "VrOT to the terrors of the Lord, X^ The tempest, fire, and smoke ; Not to the thunder of that word Wliich God on Sinai spoke ; 124 VITAL UNION OP 2 But we are come to Sion's hill, The city of our God, Where milder words declare his will, And spread his love abroad. 3 Behold the innumerable host Of angels clothed in light ! Behold the spirits of the just, Whose faith is turned to sight ! 4 Behold the bless'd assembly there, Whose names are writ in heaven ; And God the judge of all declares Their vilest sins forgiven. 5 The saints on earth, and all the dead. But one communion make ; All join in Christ their living Head, And of his gi'ace partake. 6 In such society as this My weary soul,would rest ; The man that dwells where Jesus is, Must be lor ever blest. 197 c*'- 1 C1IXG unto hira who lov'd and bled, kO Ye heav'n-born cliildreu sing ; 'Twas Jesus suffer'd as your Head, O^vn him your Lord and King. 2 He wash'd us in his precious blood From every guilty stain, He made us kings and priests to God, And we shall with him reign. 3 Sing of his everlasting love. From whence salvation flows ; We'll sing while here, and sing above Of all that he bestows. 4 To him that lov'd us when enslav'd, Yea, guilty, blind, and poor : To him that lov'd, and died, and sav'd. Be glory evermore. 198 c.M. 1 TTOW safe are all the chosen race, XI Preserv'd in Christ, their Head, Before he calls them by his grace. And after calling, led. CHRIST AND THE CnUKCH. 125 2 Preserv'd in Christ, anrl taught, to love His name, his saints, his word ; Preserv'd to gain a throne above, And praise and love the Lord. 3 Preserv'd when earth and hell opi^ose ; Preserv'd in life and death : Preserv'd wiien wrath destroys their foes, And victory crowns their faith. 4 Preserv'd 'midst Satan's fiery darts, Through all the wilderness ; Preserv'd from vile depraved hearts, For everlasting bliss. 1 no 8. 8. 6. Kent. Loo Heigning Grace, Rom. v. 21. 1 TTARK ! how the blood-bought hosts above n, Conspire to praise redeeming love, In sweet harmonious strains : And Avliile they strike the golden lyres, This glorious theme each bosom fires, That grace triumphant reigns. 2 Join thou, my soul, for thou canst tell How grace divine broke up thy cell. And loosed thy native chains ; And still from that auspicious day, How oft art thou constrain'd to say, That grace triumphant reigns. 3 [Grace, till the tribes redeem'd by blood Are brought to know themselves and God, Her empire shall maintain ; To call when he appoints the day, And from the mighty take the prey, Shall grace triumphant reign.] 4 "\ATien call'd to meet the king of dread, Should love qpmpose my dying bed, And grace my soul sustain, Then, ere I quit this mortal clay, I'll raise my fainting voice, and say, Let grace triumphant reign. 900 S. M. Kent. ^ ^ ^ "J/ shall be well lo ith the righteous: ' Isaiah iii. 10. 1 ~f T^^HAT cheering words are these ; V T Their sweetnessAvho can tell ? In time and to eternal days, 'Tis with.the righteous well. 126 VITAL UNION OF 2 In every state secure, Kept as Jehovah's eye, 'Tis well "vvith them while life endure, And well when caird to die. 3 [Well when they see his face, Or sink amidst the flood ; Well in aflflictiou's thorny maze, Or on the mount of God.] 4 [Well when the gospel yields Pure honey, milk and wine ; Well when the soul her leanness feels, And all her joys decline.] 5 ['Tis well Avhen joys arise ; 'Tis well when sorrows flow ; 'Tis well when darkness veils the skies, And strong temptations blow.] 6 'Tis well when at his throne They wrestle, weep and pray ; 'Tis well Avhen at his feet they groan, Yet bring their wants away. 7 'Tis well when they can sing As sinners bought with blood ; And when they touch the mournful string, And mourn an absent God. 8 'Tis well when on the mount They feast on dying love ; And 'tis as well, in God's account, When they the furnace prove. 9 'Tis well when Jesus calls, " From earth and sin arise, Join Avith the host of virgin souls, Made to salvation wise." OA"! CM. . Kent. Z;U± hjjq Jiateth putting aicay.^^ — ^Jlal. ii. 1(3. 1 T ET Zion songs of ti'iimiph sing ; JLj Let gladness crown the day ; Jehovah is her God and King ; He hates to put away. 2 'Graved on his hands divinely fair, Who did their ransom pay. The golden Iptters still appear, — He hates to put away. 3 Think not that he'll thy suit rej.ect, Or spurn thy humble plea ; CHRIST AND THE CHURCH. 127 He hears the groans of his elect, And hates to put away. 4 [When loathsome in thy sins and blood, He did thy state survey, And for a stranger Surety stood ;^ He hates to put away.] 5 Salvation's of the Lord alone ; Grace is a shoreless sea ; In heaven there 's ne'er a vacant throne ; — He hates to put away. 9nO L. M. Sonnets. ^yjjLi Everlasting Love. 1 Til WAS with an everlasting love I That God his own elect embrac'd Before he made the worlds above, Or earth on her huge columns plac'd. 2 Long ere the sun's refulgent ray Primeval shades of darkness drove, They on his sacred bosom lay, Lov'd with an everlasting love. 3 Then, in his love and his decrees, Christ and his bride appear'd as one ; Her sin, by imputation, his. Whilst she in spotless splendor shone. 4 0 love, how high thy glories swell, How great, immutable, and free ! Ten thousand sins, as black as hell. Are blotted out, 0 love, by thee. 6 Lov'd when a wretch defil'd with sin, At war with heav'n, in league with hell, A slave to every lust obscene, Who, living, liv'd but to rebel. 6 Believer, here thy comfort stands. From first to last, salvation's free ; And everlasting love demands An everlasting song from thee. OAO 5.6. Sonnets. ^ U O ffg shall rest in his love. 1 Q ALVA TION by grace, io How charming the song ; With Seraphim join, The theme to prolong : 'Twas plann'd by Jehovah, In counsel above, Who to everlasting Shall rest in his love. 128 VITAL UNION O^ 2 This cov'nant of grace All blessings secures ; Believers, rejoice, P'or all things are yours ; And God from his purpose Shall never remove, But love thee, and bless thee, And rest in his love. 3 But when, like a sheep That strays from the fold, To Jesus thy Lord Th}' love shall grow cold, Think not he'll reject thee, But rather reprove ; Yet tho' he correct thee, He'll rest in his love. 4 When sold under sin, A slave to th}' lust, Deep sunk in the fall Of Adam the first, And oft in rebellion With God thou hast strove, Yet, Avonder 0 heavens. He rests in his love. 6 In Jesus, the Lamb, The Father's delight, The saints without blame, Appear in his sight ; And while he in Jesus The saints shall approve, So long shall Jehovah Abide in his love. Of\A 8.8.6. Sonnets. ^^^ The best friend. 1 rpHERE is a friend that sticketh fast, M And keeps his love from first to last, And Jesus is his name : An earthly brother drops his hold. Is sometimes hot, and sometimes cold. But Jesus is the same. 2 He loves his people great and small, And grasping hard embraceth all. Nor with a soul will part : No tribulations which they feel. No foes on earth, or fiends of hell, Shall tear them from his heart. CHRIST AND THE CHUBCH. 129 3 His love before all time began, Shall thro' all time the same remain, And evermore endure : Tho' rods and frowns are sometimes brought, And man may change, He changeth not, His love abideth sure. i A method strange this friend has shown Of making love divinely known To rebels doom'd to die ! Unask'd he took our humble form, And condescended to be born, To lift us up on high. 6 The law demanded blood for blood, And out he pour'd his vital flood To pay the mighty debt ! He toils thro' life, and pants thro' death, And cries with his expiring breath, " 'Tis finished," and complete. OAPC S. M. Watts. ^yjO rpj^g gpij-il of Adoption, 1 John iii. 1-3. Gal. iv. 6. 1 "OEHOLD what wondrous grace J3 The Father hath bestow'd On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God. 2 'Tis no surprising thing That we should be unknown: The Jewish world knew not their King, — God's everlasting Son, 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Savior here We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine, May trials well endure. For we, as sons in Christ, are made As pure as he is pure. 6 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down thy spirit like a dove To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no louger lie Like slaves before thy throne ; Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own. 130 VITAL UNION OF O0(\ CM. Sonnets. ^\J\J rp^g union of Christ and his church-. 1 "OEFORE the day-star knew its place, JD Or planets went their round, The church in bonds of sov'reign grace Were one with Jesus found. 2 In all that Jesus did on earth. His church an int'rest have ; Go, trace him, from his humble birth, Down to the silent grave. 3 'Twas for his saints he tasted death ; All glory to his name ; Yet when he breath'd his dying breath, With him his saints o'ercame. 4 With him his members, on the tree, Fulfill'd the law's demands; *Tis ' I in them, and they in me,' For thus the union stands. 5 Since Jesus slept among the dead His saints have nought to fear ; For with their glorious suff 'ring Head, His members sojourn'd there. 6 When from the tomb we see him rise. Triumphant o'er his foes. He bore his members to the skies ; With Jesus they arose. 7 Ye saints, this union can't dissolve, By which all things are yours ; Long as eternal years revolve, Or Deity endui'es. OA7 L. M. Clarke. ^^ * Qod^s sovereignty displayed in Christ. 1 Cor. vi. 11. Rom. viii. 17. 1 QPACE and duration God doth fill, O And orders all things by his will ; Respecting all the holy seed, Chosen in Christ, their blessed Head. 2 God's jewels of electing-love Were sanctified in Christ above ; In oneness with his nature pure, Joint-heirs with him for evermore. OAQ L.M. Sonnets. ^\JELTBVERS own they are but blind ; j3 They know themselves unwise ; But wisdom in the Lord they find. Who opens all their eyes. 2 Unrighteous are they all, when tried; But God himself declares In Jesus they are justified ; His righteousness is theirs. 3 That we're unholy needs no proof; We sorely feel the fall ; But Christ has holiness enough To sanctify us all. 4 Exposed by sin to God's just wrath, We look to Christ and view Redemption in his blood by faith, And full redemption too. 5 [Some this, some that, good virtue teach, To rectify the soul. But we first after Jesus reach, And richly grasp the whole.] 6 To Jesus join'd, we all that's good From Him, our Head, derive ; We eat his flesh, and drink his blood. And by and in him live. 134 VITAL UNION OF 212, 7's. Sonnets. ' Christ presenting the Saints to theFatlver. 1 "nniS the Bridegroom's voice I hear, I With his bride divinely fair, Standing round Jehovah's throne, Crown'd with glory, lacking none. 2 " Here am I, and those Avith me, Zion's num'rous progeny ; Fruit of all the pains I bore ; Counted with precision o'er. 3 "None I've lost of all the race Call'd a remnant sav'd by grace; None of heav'n miscarried yet. Bought by Calv'ry's bloody sweat. 4 " Objects of eternal care, B}' creation thine they were ; Chosen sheep within thy fold, Ransom'd from the days of old. 5 " Thine by renovating grace. Thine in love and faithfulness ; Safely kept by grace divine, In eternal wedlock mine. 6 " Thine they were, when dead in sin, Slaves to ev'ry lust obscene ; With their Maker's ways at war, Far from God, yea, very far. 7 " Thine in counsel and decree, Lov'd with love beyond degree; Long before their father's fall, Blest in Jesus, one and all. 8 " Thine by all the sacred ties, Solemn oaths and promises, God could give, or men receive, Hope expect, or faith believe." C. M. Sonnets. The believer perfect in Christ. 1 /^ HAPPY spouse, Jehovah's bride, \_/ The Lamb's beloved spouse ; Strong consolation's flowing tide, Thy Savior thee allows. 2 In thee, though like all Adam's race, By nature black as hell ; Yet now, so beautiful by grace. Thy Savior loves to dwell. 213 CHRIST AND THE CHURCH. 135 3 Fair as the moon thy robes appear, While graces are in dress ; Clear as the sun while found to wear Thy Savior's righteousness. 4 Thy moon-like graces, changing much, Have here and there a spot ; Thy sun-like glory is not such, Thy Savior changes not. 6 Thy white and ruddy vesture fair, Outvies the rosy leaf; For 'mong ten thousand beauties rare, Thy Savior is the chief. 6 Cloth'd with the sun, thy robes of light, The morning raj's outshine ; The lamps of heav'n are not so bright ; Thy Savior decks thee fine. 7 Thy money, merit, power, and pelf, Were squander'd by the fall ; Yet having nothing in thyself. Thy Savior is thy all. 91 4 S. M. Sonnets. •^ -'--*- Living branches. S branches from the vine Their birth and growth receive, And round the stem in friendship twine, And by their union live, In Christ so christians dwell, And life from him derive ; His root makes all the clusters swell, And all the branches thrive. In sweetest union join'd, Imraanuel's name they know, And view the God with man combined, And feel his virtue too. Eternal life is giv'n To all his saints below ; A taste he sends them of his heav'n, While in the vale of wo. This makes them love their King, And lift his name on high ! And this with ardent praise they sing, And shout the victory. L. M. The Breaker, Micah ii. 13. 1 XN ties of blood, with Zion one, JL The Breaker is to glory gone ; A^ 215 136 ELECTION AND Hath all his foes to ruin hurl'd, Earth, satan, sin, death, hell, and world. 2 Set up from everlasting days. Ere God had made the earth and seas ; Creation's Lord, and Israel's King : This Breaker's praise my sonl shall sing. 3 When fetter'd with my sins I lay. This Breaker did his power display, Broke off my chains, broke up my cell, And now his love my song shall tell. 4 Now free from sin, I walk at large. This Breaker's blood 's my soul's discharge ; At his dear feet content I lay, A sinner saved, and homage pay. 5 Dwell, Zion, on this glorious theme. Amongst the sons there 's none like him ; He broke the host of hell for you. And hush'd the law's loud thunder too. 6 All-conquering death, the king of dread, This glorious Breaker's feet did tread ; Hath o'er the strong man, arm'd, prevail'd, And to his cross the curses nail'd. 7 Gone up to claim, but not to crave. That all his seed may pardon have, Whose debts were paid in death and blood, The wine-press, when this Breaker trod. 8 Jesus, to celebrate thy praise. My soul would wake her noblest lays, Till round thy throne thy face I view, And sing thy blood and victory too. 216 ELECTION AND DECREES OF GOD CM. Hart. "Because thou say est I am ric/i," But few of noble race, Obtain the favor of thine eyes, Almighty King of grace. 2 He takes the men of meanest name For sons and heirs of God ; And thus he pours abundant shame On honorable blood. 3 He calls the fool, and makes him know The mysteries of his grace. To bring aspiring wisdom low, And all its pride abase. 4 Xature has all its glories lost When brought before his throne ; No flesh shall in his presence boast But in the Lord alone. 09 A L.M. Watts. ^■^^ The humble enlightened, and carnal Rea- son, humbled ; or, the Sovereignty of Grace, Luke X. 21, 22. 1 rpHERE was an hour when Christ rejoic'd, I And spoke his joy in words of praise : * Father, I thank "thee, mighty God, ' Lord of the earth, and heavens, and seas. 2 ' I thank thy sovereign power and love, ' That crowns my doctrine with success ; ' And makes the babes in knowledge learn ' The heights, and breadths, and lengths of grace. 3 ' But all this glory lies conceal'd * From men of prudence and of might ; ' The prince of darkness blinds their eyes, * And their own pride resists the light. 4 ' Father, 'tis thus, because thy will * Chose and ordain'd it should be so ; * 'Tis thy delight to abase the proud, ' And lay the haughty scorner low. 5 * There's none can know the Father right, * But those who learn it from the Son ; * Nor can the Son be well receiv'd, ' But where the Father makes him known.' 6 Then let our souls adore our God That deals his graces as he please, 140. ELECTION AND Nor gives to mortals an accourlt Or of his actions or decrees. 9 91 CM. Watts. ^^■L Pree Grace in revealing Qirisl, Ijuke X. 21. 1 XESUS, the man of constant grief, #J A mourner all bis clays ; His spirit once rejoic'd aloud, And turn'd his joy to praise. 2 * Father, I thank thy wondrous love, ' That hath reveal'd thy Son ' To men imlearn'd ; and unto babes ' Hath made thy gospel known. 3 * The mysteries of redeeming grace ' Are hidden from the Avise, ' While pride and carnal reasonings join * To swell and blind their eyes.' 4 Thus doth the Lord of heaven and earth, His great decrees fulfil, And orders all his Avorks of grace By his own sovereign will. 9995's & 6's, or 5's & ll's. Alt'd by Toplady. ^-^-^ Everlasting Love, Electing Grace, and Personal Holiness. 1 I I OW happy are we', l~l Our election who see. And venture, 0 Lord, for salvation on thee ! In Jesus approv'd, Eternally lov'd, Upheld by thy power we cannot be mov'd. 2 'Tis sweet to recline On the bosom divine, And experience the comforts peculiar to thine: While, born from above, And upheld by thy love, With singing and triumph to Sion we move. 3 Our seeking thy face Was all of thy grace, [praise : Thy mercy demands and shall have all the No sinner can be Beforehand with thee, Thy grace is preventing, almighty and free. 4 Our Savior and friend His love shall extend. It knew no beginning, and never shall end : DECREES OP GOD. 141 Whom once he receives His Spirit ne'ei' leaves, Nor ever repeats of the grace that lie gives. 6 This proof we would give Tliat thee we receive ; [believe : Thou art precious alone to the souls that Be precious to us ! All besides is as dross, [cross, Compar'd with thy love and the blood of the PART THE SECOND. 6 Yet one thing we want, More holiness grant ! For more of thy mind and thy image we pant! Thine image impress On thy favorite race : 0 fashion and polish thy vessels of grace ! 7 Thy workmanship we More fully would be ; [to thee ! Lord, stretch out thine hand, and coului-iu us While onward we move To mansions above. Come Jill us with holiness, Jill us with love. 8 Vouchsafe us to know More of thee below ; Thus fit us for heaven, and glory bestow : Our harps shall be tun'd, The Lamb shall be crown'd, [sound. Salvation to Jesus through heaven shall re- 090 L. M. Beddome. ^^^The Consequences of Election, Rom. viii. 33-39. 1 ^ll^rHO shall condemn to endless flames VV The chosen people of our God! Since in the book of life their names Are fairly writ in Jesus' blood. 2 He, for the sins of all the elect, Hath a complete atonement made ; And justice never can expect That the same debt should twice be paid. 3 Not tribulation, nakedness. The famine, peril, or the sword; Not persecution, or distress, Can separate from Christ the Lord. 4 Nor life, nor death, nor depth, nor height, Nor powers below, nor powers above ; Hi ELECTION AND Nor present things, nor things to come, Can change his purposes of love. 5 His sovereign mercy knows no end, His faithfulness shall still endure ; And those who on his word depend Shall find his word for ever sure. OOA L-M:. Watta. ^■^^The triumph of Faith ; or OhrisVs un- changeable love, Rom. viii. 33, &c. 1 "VXrHO shall the Lord's elect condemn? W 'Tis God that justifies their souls, And mercy like a mighty stream O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell? 'Tis Christ that suffered in their stead, And the salvation to fulfil. Behold him rising from the dead. 3 He lives, he lives, and sits above. For ever interceding there ; Who shall divide us from his love ? Or what should tempt us to despair? 4 Shall persecution, or distress. Famine, or sword, or nakedness ? He that hath lov'd us bears us through. And makes us more than conquerors too. 5 Faith hath an overcoming power, It triumphs in the dying hour ; Christ is our life, our joy, our hope, Nor can we sink with such a prop. 6 Not all that men or earth can do, Nor powers on high nor powers below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. OO^ 6.8 Rlppon'sCol. ^^^ Eternal and Unchangeable Love, 2 Tim. i. 12. ii. 13— Phil. 1.6. 1 /~\ MY distrustful heart, V/ How small thy faith appears ! But greater. Lord, thou art Than all my doubts and fears: Did Jesus once upon me shine ! Then Jesus is for ever mine. 2 Unchangeable his will. Though dark may be my frame ; DECR-EBS OF OOD. 14S His loving heart is still Eternally the same : My soul through many changes goes ; His love no variation knows. 3 Thou, Lord, wilt carry on, And perfectly perform, The work thou hast begun In me, a sinful worm ; 'Midst all ray fears, and sin and wo, Thy Spirit will not let me go. 4 The bowels of thy grace At first did freely move ; I still shall see thy face. And feel that God is love : Myself into thy arms I cast, Lord, save, 0 save my soul at last ! 226 8. 7. 4. Rippon's Col. The Consideration of Election in Christ Comfortable. ONS we are through God's election, "Wlio in Jesus Christ believe ; By eternal destination, Sovereign grace we here receive : Lord, thy mercy Does both grace and glory give. Every fallen soul, by sinning, Merits everlasting pain ; But thy love, without beginning, Has restor'd thy sons again : Countless millions Shall in life through Jesus reign. Pause, my soul, adore and wonder! Ask, ' 0 why such love to me ?' Grace hath put me in the number Of the Savior's family : Hallelujah ! Thanks, eternal thanks to thee! Since that love had no beginning. And shall never, never, cease ; Keep, 0 keep me, Lord, from sinning I Guide me in the way of peace ! Make me walk in All the paths of holiness Wlien I quit this feeble mansion, And my soul returns to thee ; A' 144 ELECTION AND Let the power of thy ascension Manifest itself in rae : Through thy Spirit, Give the final victory. 6 [When the angel sounds the ttumpet ; When ray soul and body join ; When my Savior conies to judgment, Bright in majesty divine : Let me triumph In thy righteousness as mine.] 7 Wlien in that blest habitation, AVhich my God has fore-ordain'd ; When in glory's full possession, I with saints and angels rest : Free grace only Shall resound throughout the blest. 007 P.M. Burnham. ^^ * JElection the Fountain of Salvation, Eph. i. 4. LL the elected train Were chosen in their Head, To all eternal good, Before the worlds were made ; Chosen to know the Prince of Peace, And taste the riches of his grace. 2 [Chosen to faith and hope, To purity and love, To all the life of God, To all the things above ; Chosen to prove salvation sure ; Chosen to reign for evermore.} 3 Nothing but grace appears In this eternal choice ; It charms the humble saint. And makes the soul rejoice : Its endless glories shine so brfght, It makes obedience all delight. 4 Now, Lord, to ns reveal. The all-confirming grace ; And may we all pursue The shining paths of peace : Run in the way of joys above. And ever sing electing love. 99 Q L. M. Tucker. ^^O j^i^ction in Christ, 2 Tim. i. 9. 1 TTT^XPAND, Tiiy soul, arise and sing Pj The matchless grace of Zion's King ; DEOKEES OF GOD. 145 His love, as ancient as his name, Let all thy powers aloud proclaim. 2 Chosen of old, of old approved, In Christ eternally beloved ; Eternally were children made, Ere sin its baleful poison spread. 3 Though sin and guilt infest them here, In Christ they all complete appear ; The whole that justice e'er demands Receiv'd full payment from his hands. 4 In him the Father never saw The least transgression of his law ; Perfection, then, in him we view, His saints in him are perfect too. 6 Then let our souls in him rejoice, As favor'd objects of his choice ; Redeem'd, and saved by grace, we sing Eternal praise to Christ our King ! OOq L. M. Gadsby's Col. ^^o jygg Election, Rom. viii. 29. 1 X^EEP in the everlasting mind I / The great mysterious purpose lay. Of choosing some from lost mankind. Whose sins the Lamb should bear away. 2 Them, loved with an eternal love. To grace and glory he ordain'd ; Gave them a throne which cannot move, And chose them both to ways and end. 3 In them he was resolved to make The I'iches of his goodness known ; Them he accepts for Jesus' sake, And views them righteous in his Son. 4 No goodness God foresaw in his, But what his grace decreed to give ; No comeliness in them there is Which they did not from him receive. 5 Faith and repentance he bestows On such, as he designs to save ; From him their souls' obedience flows, And he shall all the glory have. 9Q() 8.8.6. Adams. ^%J\J j^g ^g^^ Ransomed, Gal. i. 4. 1 /^UR Jesus loves his dear elect ; \J With glory they shall all be deck'd Before his Fatker's face. 231 146 ELECTION AND Not one of them for whom he bled, But shall with joy behold their Head, In heaven, their dwelling-place. 2 [They are the travail of his soul ; His sweetest thoughts on them did roll From all eternity ! And, as the jewels of his crown, He'll give them honor, peace renown, And full felicity.] 3 Their sins upon him all were laid, And he the dreadful debt has paid (A debt no more to pay) ; Their Surety in their law-place stood. Appeased stern Justice with his blood, And bore their sins away. 7. 5. Hart. Election, John x. 28. 1 XiRETHRBN", would you know your stay, fj What it is supports you still ? Why, though tempted every day, Yet you stand, and stand you will? Long before our birth, Nay, before Jehovah laid The foundations of the earth, We were chosen in our Head. 2 God's election is the ground Of our hope to persevere ; On this rock your building found, And preserve your title clear. Infidels may laugh ; Pharisees gainsay or rail ; Here's your tenure, (keep it safe,) God\7 6 [May I thy praises daily show, Who hath created all things new, And wash'd rae in a Savior's l)h>od, To prove that I'm a son of God.] 6 And when the appointed hour sliall come, That thou wilt call me to my home, Joyous I'll pass the chilling flood. And die as one that's born of God. 7 Then shall my soul triumphant rise To its blest mansion in the skies, And in that glorious, bright abode, Sing then as one that's born of God. 9J.7 L.M. Sonnets. •^^ • The Old and New Creation. 1 r jlHAT was a wonder-working word, i Which could the vast creation raise ; Angels attendant on their Lord, Admir'd the plan, and sung his praise. 2 From what a dark and shapeless mass. All nature sprang at his command ! Let there be light, and light there was. And sun, and stars, and sea, and laud. 3 With equal speed the earth and seas. Their mighty Maker's voice obey'd ; He spake, and straight the plants and trees, And birds and beasts, and man were made. 4 But man, the lord and crown of all, By sin his honor soon defac'd ; His heart, how alter'd since the fall ! Is dark, deform'd, and void, and waste. 5 The new creation in the soul. Does now no less his power display, Than when he form'd the mighty whole, And kindled darkness into day. 6 Though self-destroyed, 0 Lord, we are, Yet let us feel Avhat thou canst do ; Thy word the ruin can repair. And all our innate sins subdue. 0J_0 C. M. Watts. ^^'^ Grace not Conveyed by Religious Parents, Matt. iii. 9. 1 'TTAIN' are the hopes that rebels place V Upon their birth and blood. Descended from a pious ra-ce ; CTheir fathers now Avith God.) 158 REGENERATION AND 2 He from the caves of earth and hell Can take the hardest stones, And fill the house of Abra'm well With new-created sons. 3 Such wondrous power doth he possess Who form'd our mortal frame, Who call'd the world from emptiness, The world obey'd and came. 94^0 CM. Watts. ■^^^ Characters of the Children of God. 1 4 S new-born babes desire the breast J\ To feed, and grow, and thrive ; So saints with joy the gospel taste, And by the gospel live. 2 [With inward gust their heart approves All that the Word relates; They love the men their Father loves, And hate the works he hates. 3 Not all the flattering baits on earth Can make them slaves to lust; They can't forget their heavenly birth, Nor grovel in the dust. i Not all the chains that tyrants use Shall bind their souls to vice ; Faith like a conqueror can produce A thousand victories.] 5 [Grace like an uncorrupted seed Abides and reigns within ; Immortal principles forbid The sons of God to sin. 6 Not by the terrors of a slave Do they perform his will, But with the noblest powers they have His sweet commands fulfil.] 7 They find access at every hour To God within the veil ; Hence they derive a quickning power, And joys that never fail. 8 0 happy souls ! 0 glorious state Of overflowing grace ! To dwell so near tlieir Father's si'at, And see his lovely face. 9 Lord, I address thy heavenly throne ; Call me a child of thine, PARDON. 159 Send down the spirit of thy Son To form my heart divine. 10 There shed thy choicest love abroad, And make my comforts strong ; Then shall I say, My Father God With an unwavering tongue. PARDON. OKf) L.M. Watts. ^0\j Pardoning Grace. 1 TT^ROM deep distress and troubled thoughts r To thee, my God, I rais'd my cries; If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. 2 But thou has built thy throne of grace, Free to dispense thy pardons there, That sinners may approach thy face. And hope and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait. And long, and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate ; When will my God his face display ? 4 My trust is fixed upon thy Word, Nor shall I trust thy Word in vain ; Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 6 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son ; He turns our feet from sinful ways. And pardons what our hands have done. <2^^ L.M. Watts. ^^ ■*- JKepentance and Free Pardon ; or, Jus- tification and Sanctification. 1 "DLEST is the man, for ever bless'd, J3 Whose guilt is pardoned by liis God, Whose sins with sorrow are confess'd, And cover'd with the Savior's blood. 2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities. He pleads no merit of reward, And not on works, but grace relies. 3 From guile his heart and lips are free. His humble joy, his holy fear, 160 COVENANT OP GRACB. With deep repentance well agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. 4 How glorious is that righteousness That hides and cancels all his sins ! While a bright evidence of grace Through his whole life appears and shines. OnO CM. Watts. jLiOZj Sufficiency of Pardon. 1 "YTTHY does your face, ye humble souls, W Those mournful colors wear ? What doubts are these assail your faith, And nourish your despair ? 2 What though your numerous sins exceed The stars that fill the skies. And aiming at th' eternal throne. Like pointed mountains rise ! 3 What though your mighty guilt beyond The wide creation swell, And hath its curs'd foundation laid Low as the deeps of hell ! 4 See here an endless ocean flows Of never-failing grace. Behold a dying Savior's veins The sacred flood increase. 6 It rises high and drowns the hills, Has neither shore nor bound ; Now if we search to find our sins Our sins can ne'er be found. 6 Awake, our hearts, adore the grace That buries all our faiilts, And pard'uing blood that swells above Our follies and our thoughts. 253 COVENANT OF GRACE. CM. Doddridge. Support in the Covenant, 2 Sam. xxiii. 5. 'rrilS mine, the covenant of his grace, I And every promise mine! All flowing from eternal love. And seal'd b}' blood divine ! On my unworthy, favor'd head, Its blessings all unite ; 254 COVENA>fT OF GRACE. 161 Blessings more numerous than the stars, More lasting and more bright. That covenant the last accent claims Of this yoor faltering tongue ; And that shall the first notes employ Of my celestial song ! S. M. Gadsby's Col. Covenant Favors, Deut. iv. 31; Heb. xii. 24. THE covenant of free grace, As made in Christ our Head, Is stored with precious promises, By which our souls are fed. The solemn oath of God Confirms each promise true : And Jesus, with his precious blood, Has seal'd the covenant too ! Hence all our comforts flow And balm for every fear; Grant, Lord, we, by experience, know, How choice, how rich they are. P. M. Kent. Everlasting covenant, Ezek. xxxvii. 25-27. WITH David's Lord and ours, A covenant once was made, Whose bonds are firm and sure, Whose glories ne'er shall fade! Seal'd by the sacred Three-in-One, In mutual love, ere time begun. Firm as the lasting hills, This covenant shall endure. Whose potent shalls and wills Make every blessing sure : When ruin shakes all nature's frame, Its jots and tittles stand the same. [Here the vast seas of grace, Love, peace, and mercy flow. That all the blood-bought race Of men and angels know. Oh, sacred deep, without a shore. Who shall thy limits e'er explore.] Here, when thy feet shall fall. Believer, thou shalt see Grace to restore thy soul. And pardon, full and free 6 162 COTENANT OF GRACE. Thee, with delight, shall God behold, A chosen sheep in Zion's fold. 5 And when through death's cold flood • Thy God shall bid thee go, His arm shall thee defend. And vanquish eyery foe : And in this covenant thou shalt view Sufficient strength to bear thee through. n^a L.M. Kent. ^"J^ The same. 1 /~\ f the mysterious depths of gi-ace, V_/ • Who shall thy wandering mazes trace ? Surpassing human thought to know Where this abyss of love shall flow. 2 'Twas hid in God's eternal breast. For all his sons in Jesus blest, Whose mystic members, from of old, Were in the book of life enroll'd. 3 [Shall one, as now in thy embrace. Before to-morrow fall from grace ? Be doom'd to Tophet's endless flame, Where hope or mercy never came ? 4 No ! glory to his name, we say, He'll love to-morrow as to-day ; No wrath shall o'er his bosom move Towards an object of his love.] 6 No heights of guilt, no depths of sin, Where his redeem'd have ever been, But sovereign grace was underneath, And love eternal, strong as death. 6 Come, then, ye saints, in strains divine, llehearse the same in every line ; Nor fear to sing the charming lay. You'll sing the same another day. 7 No other song will be the employ Of saints, in worlds of endless joy. But loud hosannas, round the throne, To the great sacred Three-in-One. OF^J CM. ^^ • The Well-ordered Covenant, 2 Sam. xxiii. 5. 1 /^OME, saints, and sing in sweet accord, yj Nor let your sorrows swell ; The cov'nant made with David's Lord, Tn all things ordered well. COVENANT OF GllACE. 1G3 2 This cov'nant stood ere time began, That God with men raight dwell ; Eternal wisdom drew the plan, In all things .order'd well. 3 This covenant, 0 believer, stands, Thy rising fears to quell ; Seal'd by thy Surety's bleeding hands, In all things order'd well. 4 Ere Adam stretch'd his hand to take That fruit b}^ which he fell, This cov'nant stood, for Jesus' sake In all things order'd well. 5 Xo sinner once -within its bound Shall ever sink to hell ; Here's pardon, love, and grace profound. In all things order'd well. 6 'Twas made in Jesus, ^vith his bride, Before the sinner fell ; 'Twas sign'd, and seal'd, and ratify'd, In all things order'd well. 7 When rolling worlds depart on fire, And thousands sink to hell, This cov'nant shall the saints admire, In all things order'd well. 8 In glory, soon, with Christ their King, His saints shall surely dwell ; And this blest cov'nant ever sing, In all things order'd well. 9x0 L. M. ^^^ Salvation by Grace, Isaiah xlvi. 10. 1 /~^ HEAT source of all eternal grace, \X That saints shall know, orseraphs trace; Thee we'll attempt in songs to praise, For acts of grace in ancient days. 2 Long ere the day that Adam fell, The covenant stood in all things well ; Grace had secured in Jesus then, Millions untold of chosen men. 3 By grace their names were all enroll'd, As chosen sheep within its fold ; 'Tis grace secures their standing there In lines of love divinely fair. 4 By grace their crimes were all removed, When Jesus bled for those he loved : 164 COVENANT OF GRACE. Tliat a^vful, black, and fearful score, Sunk in the deep to rise no more. 6 'Twas all of grace, from first to last, The deed was done, the pardon past; Secure in Chiist were aL its heirs ; The curse was his, the piirdon theirs. 0,'XQ L. M. Ncwtou. juOU 2'he Bainboio of the covenant. 1 "TTTHEX in the cloud, with colors fair, W I see the ancient bow appear, Its beauteous form and lovely rays, Awake my soul to love and praise. 2 It tells me now how firn the base. The oath, the promise, and the grace, Which God of old, ere time begun, To Zion swear, m Chiist his Son. 3 Dejected saint, dismiss thj-^ fears, Still round the ;hrone this bow appears, Porending peace a id mercy free, And full salvation now to thee. 4 It points th}' soul to Jesus now ; Vindictive wrath once smote his brow. That on thy gu lt,y soul and mine, No storms should beat of wrath divine. 6 Sweet sign, that God remembers now To gui ty man his ancient vow; Bat sweeter far by faith to &^e A covenant God, all love to thee. 6 Here when thy fears begin to rise, And hope in disappointment dies, T is covenant bow thy fears shall quell, 'Twas made for thee, in all things well. 9^ A C. M. Sonnets. ^^^ Salvation is of God. 1 TT ORD of creation's wond'rous frame, i J And Israel's faithful God, My song shall load thy grace proclaim, And sound thy fame abroad. 2 Salvation came from thee alone, Thy glorious gi-ace to praise ; Plan'd by the sacred Diety, F;om everlasting days. 3 Long ere the day that Adam fell. Or earth was curs'd for sin. 261 COVENANT OF GRACE. 165 That cov'nant, made in all things well, Grasp'd all thy chosen in. 4 Deep in th' eternal annals grav'd, Their wortliless names were found ; Sav'd in the Lord, for ever sav'd, And in life's bundle bound. 5 Thus, till th' affections of our God Krom Jesus shall remove ; So long, t"e purchase of his blood, Will God the Father love. 8's. Sonnets. Look unto me. 1 T)Y cov'nant — transaction, and blood, J3 Saith Jesus, " M}^ people are mine ; Their siu-beaving ^^ctim I stood. Yea, for them, my life did resign: The curse of the law I sustain'd. Did them from all cursings sec free, That when by stern justice arraign'd, The sinner should look unto me. 2 When darkness envelops the mind. And troubles rush in as a floo:l, Protection in me they shall find. And peace, in my peace-speaking blood. For wisdom their course to direct, As well as their danger to see, My sheep by my Father elect, I'll teach them to look unto me. 3 When thirsty, or faint, in the way. Or groping 'twixt hope and despair, To faith I'll mjf fulness display. And bid the poor sinner look there ; When lost in themselves, and undone, Like doves to my wounds they shall flee For all tha^ the gospel makes known, The sinner shall look unto me. 4 By crosses I'll scourge them for si i, Not flowing from wrath, but in love ; Yet while they the furnace are in, '.he strength of m}' grace they shall prove; And when at my footstool at last, ihey come with the suppliant knee Their sorrowful eyes they shall cast, And look for salvation in me." 166 ADOPTION. OaO CM. Sonnets. •^'-'^ The change. 1 "X/'E ransom'd sons of Adam's race, I Come celebrate with me, The covenant of eternal grace, That sets the guilty free. 2 With legal husks I once was fed, And scorn'd the gospel fare ; Was to the doing cov'nant wed, xVnd sought salvation there. 3 I vainly thought, as others do, My nature free from sin; The law's extent I never knew, Or how the curse came in. 4 But, glory to eternal gi-ace, That cov'nant order'd well ; The law reveal'd my desp'rate case, And down my Babel fell. 5 Then were the gospel-tidings sweet, Beyond whate'er I found ; "Wliile, in the cov'nant, grace replete, Did o'er my sins abound. 6 Therein, for naked souls, I saw A vesture all di\ine, Where God himself beholds no flaw, By imputation mine. •ADOPTION. 0(^0 C. M. Hart. ^^^" Son, be of good cheer, thy sins be foV' given thee.''^ — Matt. ix. 2. 1 TTQW high a pviv'lege 'tis to know Xl Our sius are all forgiven ; To bear about this pledge below — This special grant of heaven ! 2 To look on this when sunk in fears, While each repeated sight, Like some reviving cordial, cheers, And makes temptations light ; 3 Oh! what is honor, wealth, or mirth, To this well-grounded peace : How poor are all the goods of earth. To such a gift as this ! 264 ADOPTION. 167 TIlis is a treasure rich indeed, Which none but Christ can give ; Of this the best of men have need ; This I, the worst, receive. C. M. Doddridge. Fardon spoken by Christ.— Matt. ix. 2. 1 ~]VJ~Y Savior, let me hear thy voice It I Pi'onounce the words of peace ! And all my warmest powers shall join To celebrate thy grace. 2 With gentle smiles call me thy child. And speak my sins forgiven ; The accents mild shall charm mine ear All like the harps of heaven. 3 Cheerful, where'er thy hand shall lead, Tlie darkest path I'll tread ; Cheerful I'll quit these mortal shores, And mingle with the dead. 4 When dreadful guilt is done away, A 0 other fears we know ; That han:' which scatters pardons down. Shall crowns of life bestow. Oan CM. Doddridge. ^'-'^ Abba, Father.— Gal. iv. 6. 1 QO^^EREIGN of all the worlds on high, lO Allow my humble claim ; Nor, while a worm would raise its head, Disdain a Father's name. 2 My Father, God ! how sweet the softnd ! How tender, and how dear ! Not all the harmony of heaven Could so delight the ear. 3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the name On my expanding lieart ; And show that in Jehovah's grace I share a filial part. 4 Cheer'd by a signal so divine. Unwavering 1 I elieve ; And Abba, Father, humbly cry, Nor can the sign deceive. Of{C\ 8. 6. 8. Cruttenden ^^^ Adoption.— I John iii. 1-3. ET others boast their ancient line In long succession great: L' 168 ADOPTION. In the proud list, let heroefs sliine, And raonarclis swell the state , Descended from the King of kings, Each saint a nobler title sings. 2 Pronounce me, grac'ous God ! thy son. Own me an heir divine ; I'll pity princes on the throne, When I can call thee mine : Sceptres and crowns unenvied rise, And lose their lustre in mine eyes. 3 Content, obscure, I pass my days, To all I meet unknown ; And wait till thou thy child shalt raise, And seat me near thy throne : No name, no honors here I crave. Well pleas'd with those beyond the grave 4 Jesus, my elder brother, lives ; With him I too shall reign ; Nor sin, nor death, while he survives, Shall make the promise vain: In him my title stands secure, And >hall while endless years endure. 5 When he, in robes divinely bright, Shall once again appear. Thou too, my soul, shalt shine in light. And his full image bear : Enough ! — I wait th' appointed day ; Bless'd Savior, haste, and come away. OCiJ C. M. Doddridge. ZjU I 2)rue liberty given by Christ, John viii. 36 1 TTARK ! for 'tis God's own Son that calls XX To life and liberty ; Transported, fall before his feet Who makes the prisoners free. 2 The cruel bonds of sin he breaks, And breaks old Satan's chain ; Smiling he deals ;hose pardons round Which free ft-om endless pain. 3 Into the capitve heart he pours His spirit from on high ; We lose the terrors of the slave. And Abba, Father ! cry. 4 Walk on at large, till you attain Your Father's house above ; There shall you wear immortal crowns, And simr immortal love. ADOPTION. 169 O^Q C. M. C. Wesley. ^ueJ Christians one family. 1 /^OME, let us join with saints above, V^ ^Vho have obtain'd the prize ; And on the wings of faith and love, To joys celestial rise. 2 Let all the saints terrestrial sing With those to glory gone ; For all the servants of our King In heaven and earth are one. 3 One family, we dwell in him ; One church above, beneath ; Though now divided by the stream^ The narrow stream of death. 4 One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of his host have cross'd the flood, And part are crossing now. 5 Ten thousan^ to their endless home This solemn moment iiy : And tee are to the margin come, And in our turn must die. 6 His militant, embodi'd Lost, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heav'aly laud. 9(^q L. M. Stennett. jiJKJU Christians the sons of God John i. 12. 1 John iii. 1. 1 l^OT all the nobles of the earth, _Li Who boast the honors of their birth. Such real dignity can claim As those who bear the Christian name. 2 To them the privilege is given To be the sons and heirs of heaven ; Sons of the God who reigns on high, And heirs of joy beyond the sky. 3 [On them, a happy chosen race, Their Father pours his richest grace: To them his counsels he imparts, And stamps his image on their hearts.] 4 AVhen, through temptation, they rebel, His chast'ning rod he makes them feel ; Then, with a father's tender heart, He soothes the pain and heals the smart. 170 BEDEMPTION. 5 Their daily wants his hands supply, Their steps he guards with watchful eye, Leads them from earth to heaven above. And crowns them with eternal love. 6 If I've the honor, Lord, to be One of this nnmerous family, On me the gracious gift bestow To call thee Abba, Father ! too. 7 So may my conduct ever prove My filial piety and love ! Wliilst all my brethren clearly trace Their Father's likeness in my face. EEDEMPTION. 970 ^'^• ■^ * ^ Redeeming Lone. — Isaiah Ixiii. 9. 1 "l^OW begin the heavenly theme, JAl Sing aloud in Jesus' name : Ye who his salvation prove, Triumph in redeeming love. 2 Ye, who see the Father's grace Beaming in the Savior's face, As ye on your journey move. Praise and bless redeeming love. 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears ; Banish all your gnUty fears : See your guilt and curse remove, Cancell'd by redeeming love. 4 Welcome all, by sin oppress'd, Welcome to his sacred rest: Nothing brought him from above, — Nothing but redeeming love. 5 When his Spirit leads us home, When we to his glory come. We shall all the fulness prove, Of our Lord's redeeming love. 6 He subdued the infernal powers ; Those tremendous foes of ours From their cursed empire drove ; Mighty in redeeming love. 7 Hither, then, your music bring; Strike aloud each cheerful string ; Join, ye saints, the hosts above ; Join to praise redeeming love. REDEIIPTION. 171 071 8. 7. 4. J. Evans. ■^ * -^ Finished Hedemption proclaimed on Uw Cross. — John xix. 30. 1 TTARK ! the voice of love and mercy Xl Sounds alond from Calvary ! See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth and veils the sky! "Itisfinish'd!" Hear the djung Savior cry ! 2 " It is finish'd !" — 0, what pleasure Do these charming words afford ; Heavenly blessings, Avithout measure, Flow to us from Christ, the Lord ! "It is finish'd!" Saints, the djdng words record. 3 [Finish'd, all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law ; Finish'd, all that God had promised : Death and hell no more shall awe : "Itisfinish'd!" Saints, from hence your comfort draw.] 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ; Join to sing the pleasing theme : Saints on earth, and all in heaven. Join to praise Immanuel's name ! Hallelujah ! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 070 CM. Watts. ^ * ^Redemption by Price and Power.— 3o\m i. 29. 1 "TESUS, with all thy saints above, fj My tongue would bear her part ; Would sound aloud thy saving love, And sing thy bleeding heart. 2 Bless'd be the Lamb, my dearest Lord, Who bought me with his blood. And quench' d his Father's flaming sword In his own vital flood. 3 The Lamb that freed my captive soul From Satan's heavy chains, And sent the lion down to howl Where hell and horror reigns. 4 All glory to the dying Lamb, And never-ceasing praise. While angels live to know his name, Or saints to feel his grace. 172 KEDEMPTION. 273., 6. 8. Hart. Set your affections on things above.'' ^ — Col. iii. 2. 1 /~^OME, raise your thankful voice. \_y Ye souls rcdeem'd Avith blood ; Leave earth aud all its joys, And triumph in your God. Dearly we're bought, highly esteemed, Redeem'd, with Jesus' blood redeein'd. 2 Christians are priests and kings. All born of heavenly birth : Then think on nobler things. And grovel not on earth. [Dearly, &c. 3 With heart, and soul, aud mind, Exalt redeeming love : Leave worldly cares behind. And set your minds above. [Dearly, &c. 4 Lift up your ravish'd eyes, And view the glory given : All lower things despise, Ye citizens of heaven. [Dearly, &c. 6 Be to this world as dead ; Alive to that to come ; Our life in Christ is hid, Who soon shall call us home. [Dearly, &c. 274 7's. A just God and a Savior. — 1 John ii. 1 Iv. 10. ^O THE power of love divine ! Who its heights and depths can tell- Tell Jehovah's grand design, To redeem our souls from hell. 2 Mystery of redemption this — All ray sins on Christ were laid ; My oftence was reckon'd his : He the great atonement made ! 3 Fully I am justified ; Free from sin, and more than free : Guiltless, since for me he died ; Righteous, since he lived for me. I Jesus, now to thee I bow : Let thy praise my tongue employ. Saved unto the utmost uow„ Who can speak my heartfelt joy ! 275 EEDEMPTION. ITiJ C. M. Cowper. TJie fountain opened. — Zcch. xiii. 1 ; 1 John i. 7. 1 mHEllE is a fountain fill'cl with blood, 1 Drawn from Immanuel's veins ; And sinners jilunged beneath that liood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his da,y ; 0 may I there, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear, dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power. Till all the ransom'd church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply. Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 But when this lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, ril sing thy power to save. 97 a ii's. c. w. ^ ' ^Christ our Sacrifice. — 2 Cor. v. 21 ; Lara, i. 12 ; John x. 15. TIE Lord, in the day of his anger, did lay Our sins onthe Lamb, and he bore them away. He died to atone for our sins^uot his own ; The Father hath punish'd for us his dear Son ! 2 With joy we approve the design of his love ; 'Tis a wonder below, and a wonder above ! Our Ransom, our Peace, and our Surety he is : Come, see if there ever were sorrow like his ! 3 He came from above, the law's curse to remove, He lov'd,he hath lov'dus,because he would love; And when time is no more, we still shall adore That ocean of love, without bottom or shore. 4 Love moved Him to die ; and on this we rely, Our Jesus hath loved us, we cannot tell why ; But this we can tell, that he loved us so well As to lay down his life to redeem us from hell. 174 BEDEMPTION. 277 L. M. Newton. Is this thy kindness to thy Friend ? — 2 Sara. xvi. 17. 1 "1300R> Avealc, and worthless thougli I am, JT I liave a rich almighty Friend ; Jesus, the Savior, is his name ; He freely loves, and without end. 2 He ransom'd me from hell with blood, And b}' his power my foes control'd ; He found me, wandering far from God, And brought me to his chosen fold. 3 He cheers my heart, my want supplies, And says that I shall shortly be Enthron'd with him above the skies, Oh ! what a Friend is Christ to me. 4 Bnt, ah ! my inmost spirit mourns. And well my eyes with. tears may swim, To think of my perverse returns ; I've been a faithless friend to him. 5 Often my gracious Friend I grieve, Neglect, distrust, and disobey, And often Satan's lies believe. Sooner than all my Friend can say. 6 He bids me always freely come. And promises wliate'er I ask ; But I am straiten'd, cold and dumb. And count my privilege a task. 7 Before the world, that hates his cause, My treach'rous heart has throbb 'd with shame; Loth to forego the world's applause, I hardly dare avow his name. 8 Sure, were not I most vile and base, I could not thus my Friend requite ! And were not he the God of grace, He'd frown and spurn me from his sight. 07 Q L. M. Sonnets. ^ * ^ The wonders of redeeming Love. 1 TTQW wondrous are the works of God, il Display 'd through all tlie world abroad! Immensely great ! immensel}' small ! Yet one strange work exceeds them all. 2 He form'd the sun, fair fount of light ; The moon and stars to rale the night : But night, and stars, and moon, and sun, Are little works compar'd with one. REDEMPTION. 175 3 He I'oird the seas, and spread the skies, Made valleys sink, and mountains rise ; The meadows cloth'd with native j>;reen, And bade the rivers glide between. 4 But what are seas, or skies, or liills, Or verdant vales, or gliding rills, To wonders man was born to prove, The wonders of redeeming love ! 6 'Tis far 1 eyond what words express, ^Yhat saints can feel or angels guess : Angels, that hymn the great I AM, Fall down, and veil before the Lamb. 6 The highest heavens are short of this ; 'Tis deeper than the vast abyss ; 'Tis more than thought can e're conceive, Or hope expect, or faith believe. OTQ 8.8.6. Sonnets. ■^ * ^ The difference between flesh and Spirit. 1 nnHE man that's only born of man. I Is only flesh, and only can Desire the flesh to please ; He courteth riches, honors, fame. And follows pleasure as his game. And studies well his ease. 2 Much nobler birth a few receive, Of Spirit born, believers live With new and spiritual pow'r; A seed they have of heavenly birth, Which brings a spiritual service forth, Delightsome more and more. 3 The Spirit brings the grace of pray'r, And bids a new-born child go near, And Abba, Father, cry ; Reveals the way of grace and truth, Inspire th hope, and worketh faith. With peace, and love, and joy. 4 Much intercourse the}' have with God, They hear his voice, and fear his rod. And love him kindly too ; On wings of strong desire they fly, And train'd up sweetly for the sky, Their heav'n begins below. 6 Such noble seeds of spiritual plant. Is what's bestow'd on every saint, To raise him up to God ; • 176 BEDEMPTION. Such noble seed sow in my breast, And keep, 0 Lord, the plant well drest, And nurtur'd with thy blood. OQ A C. M. Sonnets. jlj IGHTEOUSNESS to the believer, Jt\; Freely given, comes from heaven, God himself the giver. 2 Christ has wrought this mighty wonder ; God and man, by him, can Meet, and never sunder. 3 All the law in human nature He fulfiU'd ; reconciled Creature and Creator. 4 Every one, without exemption, That believes, now receives Absolute redemption. JUSTIFICATION. li^* 6 [Robes of righteousness imputed, White and whole, clothe the soul, Each exactly suited.] 6 'Tis a Avay of God's own finding ; 'Tis his act, and the pact Cannot but be binding. 7 Here is no prevarication ; Justice stands, and demands Full and free salvation. 0 AT L. M. Hart. fJ\J La jg ^gi ij^ig ^ trand plucked out of the fire ?" Zech. iii. 2. 1 fTlHUS saith the Lord to those who stand, i And wait to hear his great command, " 1 have a sinner to renew, And, lo ! this charge I give to you. 2 " Pull his polluted garments off;" Here, soul, here's raiment rich enough ; Clothe thee with righteousness divine- Nut creature's righteousness, but mine. 3 " Satan avaunt ; stand off, ye foes ; In vain ye rail, in vain oppose ; Your cancell'd claim no more obtrude : He's mine — I bought him with my blood. 4 Sinner, thou stand'st in me complete ; Though they accuse thee, I acquit ; I bore for thee the avenging ire, And pluck'd theevburning from the fire." qA9 CM. Watts. ^^^ Justification by Faith, notby Works, Rom", iii. 19-22. 1 "TTAIN are the hopes the sons of men V On their own works have built ; Their hearts by nature all unclean, And all their actions guilt. 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, AVithout a murmuring word, And the whole race of Adam stand Guilty before the Lord. 3 In vain we ask God's righteous law To justify us now. Since to convince and to condemn. Is all the law can do. 4 Jesus, how^ glorious is thy grace ! When in tliy name we trust, 188 JUSTIFICATION. Our faith receives a righteousness That makes the sinner just. OAQ L.M. Kent. Ol./Oi< j^j^g lohole need not a physician,''^ Mark ii. 17. 1 ^TtrHO, but the soul that's led to know VV How just and holy is the law, Will to the cross of Christ repair, And seek salvation only there ? 2 [Jesus, my soul's compell'd to flee From all its wrath and curse to thee ; Though oft, thro' pride, my stubborn will To Sinai feels a cleaving still.] 3 Sinner, if thou art taught to see How great thy guilt and misery, In every thought and act impure, The blood of Christ thy soul can cure. 4 Daily to feel thyself undone. Will make thee haste to Cln*ist the Son, And on thy knees for pardon sue, And praise, and bless, and love him too. 5 [To feel thy shame and nakedness, Will make thee love that glorious dress That sets from condemnation free, And from the curse delivers thee. 6 Without a seam this garment's wove, Bequeath'd in everlasting love ; Ere time began, design'd to be A royal robe to cover thee.] 7 We seek no other blood or name, To cleanse our guilt, and hide our shame, But that wrought out by Christ the Son, Which God imputes, and faith puts on. qr)/l S.M. Berridge. OU-±i< jj^, ijifj^i giorieth, let him glory in the Lord,'' 1 Cor. 1. 31 ; Prov. xxv. 27. 1 rilHE sons of earth delight ■ To spread their fame abroad, To glory in their worth and might ; But such are not of God. 2 The heavenly word declares— And faitliful is the word — That Israel's seed, the royal heirs, Shall glory in the Lord. JUSTIFICATION. 189 3 In Jesns they shall trust ; From tirst to last, each one, Tlirough Jesus, shall be counted just, And boast in him alone. 4 Amen ! the word is good ; My trust is in his name ; I have redemptitbn through his blood, And I will shout his fame. OA;^ CM. Newton. ^^^ Boldness and Access to God iih Christ, Heb. X. 19. 1 r^ EEAT God ! from thee there's nought VX conceal'd, Thou seest my inward frame ; To thee I always stand reveal'd. Exactly as I am ! 2 Since I can hardly, therefore, bear What in myself I see ; How vile and black must I appear, Most holy God, to thee ! 3 But since my Savior stands between, In garments dyed in blood ; 'Tis he, instead of me, is seen. When I approach to God. 4 Thus, though a sinner, I am safe, He pleads, before the throne, His life and death in my behalf, And calls my sins his own. 5 W]i3it wondrous love, what mysteries, In this appointment shine ; My breaches of the law are his, And his obedience mine. Q()a L-M. Hart. ^yj^QjirisVs Besurrection, Luke xxiv. 4-7. 1 TTPRISING from the darksome tomb, l_j See the victorious Jesus come ; The Almighty Prisoner quits the prison. And angels tell. The Lord is risen. 2 Ye guilty souls, that groan and grieve, Hear the glad tidings ; hear and live ! God's righteous law is satisfied, And justice now is on your side. 3 Your Surety, thus released by God, Pleads the rich ransom of his blood. No new demands, no bar remains. But mercy now triumi^hant reigns. 190 JUSTIFICATION. 4 Believers, hail your risen Head, The first- be gotten from the dead : Your resurrection's sure, through his, To endless life and boundless bliss ! OAT L. M. Sonnets. "^ • The Wedding Garment. 1 A POTENT monarch, 'tis declar'd, XJl. Of old, a marriage feast prejiared, To celebrate, with pomp unknown, The marriage nuptials of his son. 2 In robes prepar'd, conven'd the guests. But there was one among the rest, Who to this royal wedding came, Expos'd to everlasting shame. 3 The Prince, with terror on his brow, Address'dhim, ' Friend, whence camestthou? Thy robes are not what I prepare. Nor like the guests assembled here.' 4 The man was speechless while he spoke, Within his breast his crimes awoke ; His vain delusive joys were gone, For he had not this garment on. 5 Sinner, without this garment on. Thy hopes of heaven will fade anon ; The marriage supper none shall grace. Without this robe of righteousness. 6 Yet when the Lamb shall celebrate His nuptial joys in royal state. His spotless bride shall then be seen. All fair without and fair within. 7 Great God ! in that divine array May I be found another day ; Around the throne with joy appear, With all the blood-wash'd myriads there. Q()Q C.M. Sonnets. ^ ^ ^ The Law Magnified. 1 /^UR Savior magnified the law, \_/ And conquer'd hell and sin ; And rigliteousness, Avithout a flaw, Brought once, for ever, in. 2 Insolvents, clad in this array, Fear not Mount Sinai's din ; 'Twill stand when earth shall pass away ; 'Twas brought by Jesus in. JUSTIFICATION. 191 3 This change of raiment ye possess, Is linen white and clean ; 'Tis called ' Jehovah's righteousness ;' 'Twas brought by Jesus in. 4 Zion shall make her boast of this, And life eternal win ; 'Tis everlasting righteousness, 'Twas brought by Jesus in. 5 This royal robe, this wedding dress, Shall cancel all her sin Of crimes, the greater and the less ; 'Twas brought by Jesus in. 6 This only robe shall God approve, To hide thy stains of sin ; 'Twas wove by everlasting love, And brought by Jesus in. q AQ L. M. Kent. ^^ ^ Justification by the imputed Righteous- ness of Christ. 1 "I3EF0KE the cov'nant angel's face, I > See Joshua stands in vile array. Deep run in debt, a dreadful case ! Unable one small mite to paj'. 2 Weigh'd in the balance, found too light, He hides his face, nor dares reply ; Justice uplifts her sword to smite — But must the trembling sinner die ? 3 Hear Jesus speak, while trom his eyes Immortal love and pity beam ; Take from' him all his filthy guise. And place my spotless robe on him. 4 Now, Justice, view the law-curs'd wretch, If aught deficient thou can'st see, But let thy hand forbear to touch- That sinner's justified by me. 5 For him I bore the dreadful smart Of hell's more dire eternal pain ; Let this suffice, or through my hf.irt Thrust thy dread weapon once again. 6 Go, then, and to the law's demands. Plead what thy sufTring Lord has done ; Weep o\'V thy sins thatpierc'd his hands And trust in his fi'ee grace alone. 192 RIGHTEOUSNESS. RIGHTEOUSNESS. OT A 8.6. 8. Hart. OJ-U << y;^^ Lord our Eighteousness,^^ Jer. xxiii. G. ^J EHOYAH is my righteousness ; In liira alone I boast ; Jehovaliis my righteousness, Who seeks and saves the lost. 2 When sunk in fears, with anguish press'd, Bow'd down with weighty woe ; " Jehovah is my righteousness. From him my comforts flow. 3 I'll lay me down, and sweetly sleep, For I have peace with God ; And when I wake he shall me keep, Through faith in Jesus' blood. 4 Ten thousand and ten thousand foes Shall not my soul destroy ; My God their counsel overthrows. And turns my grief to joy. OT -| CM. Watts. *-'-*--'- The Robe of righteousness and Garments of Salvation, Isa. Ixi. 10. 1 A WAKE, my heart, arise, my tongue, jfjL Prepare a tuneful voice ; In God, the life of all my joys, Aloud will I rejoice. 2 'Tis he adorn'd my naked soul, And made salvation mine ; Upon a poor, polluted worm He makes his graces shine. 3 And, lest the shadow of a spot Should on my soul be found. He took the robe the Savior wrought, And cast it all around. 4 [How far the heavenly robe exceeds What earthly princes wear ; These ornaments, how bright they shine; How white the garments are. 6 [The Sjjirit Avronght my faith, and love, And hope, and every grace; But Jesus spent his life to work The robe of righteousness. BIGHTEOUSNESS. 193 6 Strangely, my soul, art thou array'd By the great sacred Three ; lu sweetest harmony of praise Let all thy powers agree. 019 S. M. Watts. ^-^■^Salcation, Righteousness, and Strenglh in Christ, Isa. xlv. 21-2.5. 1 rnUE Lord on liigli proclaims i His Godhead from his throne ; " Mercy and Justice are the names By which I will be known. 2 "Ye dying souls, that sit In darkness and distress. Look from the borders of the pit To my recovering grace." 3 Sinners shall hear the sound ; Their thankful tongues shall own, " Our righteousness and strength are founa In thee, the Lord, alone." 4 In thee shall Israel trust. And see their guilt forgiven ; God will pronounce the sinners just, And take the saints to heaven. «>1 O CM. Doddridge. *^-*-'^ Our Righteousness, Jer. xxiii. 6. 1 CJ A VIOR divine ! we know thy name O And in that name we trust ; Tliou art the Lord our Righteousness, Thou art thine Israel's boast. 2 Guilty we plead before thy throne, And low in dust we lie. Till Jesus stretch his gracious arm To bring the guilty nigh. 3 The sins of one most righteous day Might plunge us in despair ; Yet all the crimes of numerous years Shall our great Surety clear. 4 That spotless robe, which he hath wrought Shall deck us all around; Nor by the piercing eye of God One blemish shall be found. 6 Pardon, and peace, and living hope, To sinners now are given ; Israel and Judah soon shall change Their wilderness for heaven. 7 194 RIGHTEOUSNESS. q-| A L. M. Berridge. *-'-'-^The carnal mind isenmity againsl God; for it is not subject to the Law of God, Rora. viii. 7. 1 TMPUTED ri.sjhteousness is strange, I Nor will with liuman fancies range ; We guess the Inrking motive well, And Paul the hateful truth shall tell. 2 The lofty heart can not submit To cast itself at Jesus' feet; It scorns in borrow'd robes to shine, Though wrought in righteousness divine. 3 Proud nature cries with loathing eyes, " This imputation I despise ;" And from it she will pertly start, Till grace has broken down her heart. 4 0 give me, Lord, thy righteousness, To be my peace and wedding dress; My wounds it heals, my shame it hides, And makes me dutiful besides. qi n CM. Cowper. ^^^ Jehovah Tsidkenu ; or, the Lord our liighteousness, Jer. xxiii. 6. 1 T^/fY God, how perfect are thy ways ! IVI But mine polluted are ; >Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into my prayer. 2 When I would speak what thou hast done To save me from my sin, I cannot make thy mercies known, But self-applause creeps in. 3 Divine desire, that holy flame Thy grace creates in me, Alas! impatience is its name, When it returns to thee. This heart a fountain of vile thoughts, How does it overflow ! "Wliile self upon the sm'face floats. Still bubbling from below. 6 Let others in the gaudy dress. Of fancied merit shine. The Lord shall be my righteousness, The Lord for ever mine. CUAUACTKK AND OFFICES OF CHRIST. I'JJ CHARACTER AND OFFICES OF CHRIST. Ol o C. M. Medley. tJLyJj^ll my springs are in thee, Ps. Ixxxvii. 7. 1 'VTOW, dearest Lord, to praise thy uanie, _L 1 Let all our powers agree ; Worthy art thou of endless fame ; Our springs are all iu thee. 2 Here iu thy love will we rejoice • All sovereign, rich, and free ; Singing, we hope with heart and voice, Our springs are all iu thee. 3 To whom, dear Jesus, 0, to whom Shall needy sinners flee, But to thyself, who bidst us come? Our springs are all iu thee. 4 Some tempted, weak, and trembling saint Before thee now may be ; Let not his hopes or wishes faint ; His springs are all in thee. 5 The poor supply, the wounded heal, Let sinners, such as we, Salvation's blessings taste and feel ; Our springs are all in thee. 6 When we arrive at Zion's hill, And all thy glory see. Our joyful songs shall echo still, Our springs are all in thee. QT J C. M. Newton. ^-^ * "lam the Resurrection and the Life.''' — John xi. 25. 1 ^^T AM," saith Christ, your glorious Head, I (May we attention give,) " The Resurrection of the dead, The Life of all that live. 2 " By faith in me the soul receives New life, though dead before ; And he that in my name believes, Shall live to die no more. 3 "The sinner sleeping in his gi'ave Shall at my voice awake ; And when I once begin to save. My work I'll ne'er forsake." 318 196 CHARACTER AND 4 Fulfil thy promise, gi-acious Lord, On us assembled liere ; Put forth thy Spirit with the Word, And cause the dead to hear. 5 [Preserve the power of faith alive In those who love thy name ; For sin and Satan daily strive To quench the sacred flame. G Thy poAver and mercy first prevail'd From death to set us free, And often since our life had fail'd, Had it not been in thee.] 7 To thee we look, to thee we bow ; To thee for help we call ; Our Life and Resurrection thou — Our Hope, our Joy, our All. L. M. Sonnets. Lead me to the Rock that is higher tlian I. 1 "TTTHEX o'erwhelm'd with doubts and fear, W Great God, do thou my spirit cheer ; Let not mine eyes with tears be fed, But to the Rock of ages led. 2 When storms of sin and sorrow beat, Lead me to this divine retreat; Thy perfect righteousne^^^< and blood, My Rock, my Fortress, and my God. 3 When guilt lies heavy on my soul, And waves of fierce temptation roll, ril to the Rock for shelter flee, And take my refuge, Lord, in thee. 4 When sick, or faint, or sore dismay'd. Then let my hopes on thee be stay'd ; Thy summit rising to the skies. Shall shield my head when dangers rise. 5 Shelter'd by thine omnipotence. What potent arm shall pluck me thence 1 On ev'ry side I'm guarded well. With love and grace immutable. 6 High as ray sin, yea, higher too Tliis everlasting Rock I view ; Replete with free, eternal grace. Made from of old my dwelling-place. 7 "WHien call'd the vale of Death to tread, Then to Ms Rock may I be led ; OFFICES OF CHRIST. 197 Nor fear to cross that gloomy sea, Since tliou hast tasted death for me. q-| Q L.M. Sonnets. ^^^ The sheep of Christ. 1 rpHE Savior calls his people sheep, I And bids them on his love rely ; For he alone their souls can keep, And he alone their wants supply. 2 The bull can fight, the hare can flee. The ant, in summer, food prepare ; . But helpless sheep, and such are we. Depend upon the Shepherd's care. 3 Jehovah is our Shepherd's name, Then what have we, though weak, to fear? Our sin and folly we proclaim, K we despond while he is near. 4 AVhen Satan threatens to devour ; When troubles press on every side : Tliink of our Shepherd's care and pow'r, He can defend, he will provide. 5 See the rich pastures of his grace. Where, in full streams, salvation flows ! There he appoints our resting place, And we may feed, secure from foes. 6 There, 'midst the flock, the Shepherd dwells, The sheep around in safety lie ; The wolf, in vain, with malice swells, For he protects them with his eye. 7 Dear Lord, if I am one of thine, From anxious thoughts I would be free To trust, and love, and praise, is mine The care of all belongs to thee. 09 A L. M. Beddome. ^-^^ Bright and morning Star. — Rev. xxii. 16. 1 '^T'E worlds of light that roll so near 1 The Savior's throne of shining bliss, O tell liow mean your glories are, — How faint and few, compar'd with his ! 2 We sing the bright and morning Star, Jesus, the spring of light and love : See, how its rays, diffus'd from far, Conduct us to the realms above ! 3 Its cheering beams spread wide abroad, — Point out the puzzl'd Christian's way ; 198 CHARACTER AND Still, as he goes, lie finds the road Enlighteiixl with a constant day. 4 [Thus when the Eastern magi brought Their royal gifts, a star appears ; I'irects them to the babe they sought, And guides their steps and calms their fears.] 5 When shall we reach the heavenly place Where this bright Star shall brightest shine ? Leave far behind these scenes of night, And view a lustre so divine ? 09-1 C. M. Stennett. ^'^-^ Chief among ten thousand ; or, the ex- cellencies of Christ. — Cant. v. 10-16. 1 rno Christ, the Lord, let every tongue _L Its noblest tribute bring : Wlien he's the subject of the song, Who can refuse to sing ? 2 Survey the beauties of his face. And on his glories dwell; Think of the wonders of his grace, And all his triumphs tell. 3 Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd L^pon his awful brow ; His head with radiant glories crown'd. His lips with grace o'erflow. 4 No mortal can with him compare Among the sons of men : Fairer he is than all the fair That fill the heavenly train. 6 He saw me plung'd in deep distress, He flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 6 [His hand a thousand blessings i)ours L^pon my guilty head ; His presence gilds my darkest hours, And guards my sleeping bed. 7 To him lowe my life, and breath, And all the joys I have : He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave.] 8 To heav'n, the place of his abode. He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. OFFICES OP CHRIST. 199 9 Since from his bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine ! Q99 L. M. _ Doddridge. o^-j Corner-stone. — 1 Pet. ii. 6 ; Isa. xxviii. 10. 1 TT ORD, dost thou shoiiV a Corner-Stone _Li For us to build our hopes upon, TJiat the fair edifice may rise Sublime in light be^'ond the skies? 2 We own the work of sovereign love ; Nor death nor hell the hopes shall move, Which tix'd on this foundation stand. Laid by thy own almighty hand. 3 Thy people long this stone have tried, And all the powers of hell defied ; Floods of temptation beat in vain, Well doth this rock the house sustain. 4 When storms of wrath around prevail, Whirlwind and thunder, lire and hail, 'Tis here our trembling souls shall hide, And here securely they abide : 6 While such as scorn this precious stone, Fond of some quicksand of their own. Borne down by weighty vengeance die. And buried deep in ruin lie. 090 C. M. Watts. O— /O Besire of all Nations. — Hag. ii. 7. 1 XNFINITE excellence is thine, I Thou lovely Prince of Grace ! Thy uncreated beauties shine With never-fading rays. 2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end. Come bending at thy feet ; To thee their prayers and vows ascend, ■ In thee their wishes meet. I Thy name, as precious ointment shed. Delights the church around : Sweetly the sacred odors spread Through all Immanuel's ground. 4 Millions of happy spirits live On thy exhaustless store ; From thee they all their bl'ss receive, And still thou givest more. 200 CHARACTER AND 5 Thou art their triumph and their joy; They find their all in thee ; Thy glories will their tongues employ Through all eternity. QO4. 8. 7. Madan. ^^^ Consolation of Israel. — Luke ii. 25. 1 /~^OME, thou long-expected Jesus ! V^' Born to set thy people free ; From our fears and sins release us, Let us find our rest in thee : Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all the saints thou art ; Dear Desire of every nation, — Joy of every longing heart. 2 Born, thy people to deliver ; Born a child, and yet a king ; Born to reign in us for ever. Now thj' gracious kingdom bring : By thine own eternal Spirit, Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. 09^ L. M. Doddridge. ^^ ^ ^0 rerunner and Fo undation of our Hope. Heb. vi. 19, 20. 1 XESUS, the Lord, our souls adore ! fj A painful sufferer now no more. High on his Father's throne he reigns ^ O'er earth and heaven's extensive plains. 2 His race for ever is complete ; For ever undisturb'd his seat ; Myriads of angels round him fly. And sing his well-gain'd victory. 3 Yet midst the honors of his throne, He joys not for himself alone ! His meanest servants share their part, Share in that royal tender heart. 4 Raise, raise, my soul, thy raptur'd sight, With sacred wonder and delight; Jesus, thy own forerunner, see Enter'd beyond the veil for thee. 5 Loud let the howling tempest yell. And foaming waves to mountains swell ; No shipwreck can my vessel fear, Since hope hath fix'd its anchor here. 326 OFFICES OF CHRIST. 201 C. M. Doddridge Head of tJi£ Church. — Eph. iv. 15, IG. 1 TTESUS, I sing thy -wondrous grace tJ That calls a worm th}' own ; Gives me among thy saints a place To make thy glories known. 2 Allied to thee, our vital Head, We act, and grow, and thrive; From thee divided, each is dead ^V^leu most he seems alive. 3 Thy saints on earth, and those above, Here join in sweet accord : One body all in mutual love. And thou our common Lord. 4 Oh, may my faith each hour derive Thy Spirit with delight ; While death and hell in vain shall strive This bond to disunite. 5 Thou the whole body will present Before thy Father's face ; Nor shall a wrinkle or a spot Its beauteous form disgrace. Q97 L. M. Beddome. ^'-' » Gift of God John iii. 16 ; 2 Cor. ix. 15. 1 XESUS, ray love, my chief delight, fj For thee I long, for thee I pray, Amid the shadows of the night, Amid the business of the day. 2 AVlien shall I see thy smiling face — That face which I have often seen ? Arise, thou Sun of Righteousness ! Scatter the clouds that intervene. 3 Thou art the glorious Gift of God To sinners weary and distrest ; The first of all his gifts bestow'd. And certain pledge of all the rest. 4 Could I but say this Gift is mine, I'd tread the world beneath my feet, No more at poverty repine. Nor envy the rich sinner's state. 5 The precious jewel I would keep, And lodge it deep within my heart ; At home, abroad, awake, asleep. It never should from thence depart ! 202 CHARACTER A2iD or>o C. M. Doddridge. ^'^^ Jesus— precious to them that believe — 1 Pet. ii. 7. 1 XESUS, I love thy charming name, fj 'Tis music to my ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heaven might hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul ! My transport and my trust : Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious powers can wish, In thee doth richly meet; Nor to ray eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace shall dwell upon my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm for all its wounds. The cordial for its care. 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name With my last lab 'ring breath ; And, djing, clasp thee in my arms — The antidote of death. Q9q 7's. ^-■"^ Emmanuel.— Matt. i. 23 ; 1 Tim. iii. 16. 1 /~^ OD with xi.s ! 0 glorious name ! \X Let it shine in endless fame : God and man in Christ unite : Oh, mj^sterious depth and height ! 2 G-od vnih ns ! Amazing love Brought him from his courts above ; Now, ye saints, his grace admire, Swell the song with holy fire. 3 God with us J but tainted not With the first transgressor's blot ; Yet, did he our sins sustain, Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain. 4 \_God with r(.s ! Oh, blissful theme ! Let the impious not blaspheme ; Jesus shall in judgment sit. Dooming rebels to the i)it.] 5 God toith us ! Oh, wondrous grace ! Let us see him face to face. That we ma,y Emmanuel sing. As we ought, our God and King. OFFICES OF cinusT. 203 qOA r.M. Mrs. Steele. ^^^ Ki)ij of Saints. 1 /^OME, ye that love the Savior's name, \J And joy to make it known ; The sovereign of your heart proclaim, And bow before his throne. 2 Behold your King, your Savior, crown'd With glories all divine ; And tell the wondering nations round, How bright those glories shine. 3 Infinite power, and boundless grace. In him unite their rays : You, that liave e'er beheld his face, Can you forbear his praise ? 4 Wlien in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. 5 And shall we long and wish in vain? Lord, teach our song to rise ! Thy love can animate the strain, And bid it reach the skies. 6 Oh, happy period ! glorious day ! When heaven and earth sliall raise. With all their powers, the raptur'd lay, To celebrate thy praise. C. M. The spiritual Coronation. — Cant. iii. 11 1 A LL-HAIL the power of Jesus' name ! J\. Let angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem, And croAvn him Lord of all. 2 [Crown him, ye martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call : Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small ! Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all.] 4 Ye Gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go — spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him Lord of all. 331 204 CHARACTER AND 5 [Babes, men, and sires, who know his love, Who feel your sin and thrall. Now joy with all the hosts above, And crown him Lord of all.] 6 Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all 7 Oh that, with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. 332 L. M. Fawcett. Lamb of God, <&c. — John i. 29. 1 "DEHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb, r> AVith wonder, gratitude, and love ; To take away our guilt and shame, See him descenduig from above. 2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid ; He meekly bore the mighty load; Our ransom price he fully paid In groans and tears, in sweat and blood. 3 To save a guilty world, he dies ; Sinners, behold the bleeding Lamb ! To him lift up your longing ej^es, And hope for mercy in his name. 4 Pardon and peace through him abound; He can the richest blessings give ; Salvation in his name is found. He bids the dying sinner live. 5 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee — Where else can h Ipless sinners go? Thy boundless love shall set me free From all my wretchedness and wo. QQQ S. M. J. C. W. «->*->«-> leader. IHOU very paschal Lamb. Whose blood for us was shed, Through whom we out of Egypt came ; Thy ransom'd people led. Angel of gospel grace ! Fulfil thy character ; To guard and feed thy chosen race, In Israel's camp appear. T' 334 OFFICES OF CHRIST 206 Throughout the desert way- Conduct us by thy light ; Be thou a cooling cloud by day, A cheering fire by night. Our fainting souls sustain With blessings from above, And ever on thy people rain The manna of thy love. L. M. Mrs. Steele. Life of the Saints. — John xiv. 19. 1 "TXrHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, VV And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus, to thee I lift my eyes — To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord ! And can my hope — my comfort die ? Fix'd on thy everlasting word ; That word which built the earth and sky ? 3 If my immortal Savior lives, Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives ; Here let me build, and rest secure. 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell ; Immovable the promise stands ; Not all the powers of earth or hell, Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 5 Here, 0 my soul, thy trust repose ! If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself, that last of foes. Shall break a union so divine. qo;^ 8.7. ^^^ Xi(7/ii.— Isaiah ix. 2. 1 T~ IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling I i Borders on the shades of death, Come ! and, thy dear self revealing. Dissipate the clouds beneath ; The new heaven's and earth's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise ! Scattering all the night of nature. Pouring daj^ upon our eyes. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing. Life and jo}"^ thy beams impart, Chasing all our ears, and cheering Every poor benighted heart ; 20G CHARACTER AND Come, and manifest the favor Thou hast for the ransom'd race : Come, thou dear exalted Savior ! Come, and bring thy gospel grace. 3 Save us in thy great compassion, 0 thou mild pacific Prince ! Give the knowledge of salvation, Give the pardon of our sins : By thine all-sufficient merit, Every bnrden'd soul release ; By the influence of thy Spirit, Guide us into perfect peace. 000 C. M. *-'*-' ^Messenger of the Covenanl. — Mai. iii. 1. 1 XESUS, commission'd from above, fj Descends to men below. And shows from whence the springs of love -^ In endless currents flow. 2 He, whom the boundless heaven adores, Whom angels long to see, Quitted witli joy those blissful shores. Ambassador to me ! 3 To me, a worm, a sinful clod, A rebel all torlorn ; A foe, a traitor to my God, And of a traitor born : 4 To me, who never sought his grace, Who mock'd his sacred word ; Who never knew or lov'd his face. And all his will abhorr'd : 5 [To me, who could not even praise WTien his kind heart I knew. But sought a thousand devious ways Eather than keep the true :] 6 Yet this redeeming Angel came So vile a worm to bless ; He took with gladness all my blame. And gave his righteousness. 7 Oh that my languid l>eart might glow With ardor all divine ! And, for more love than setaphs know, Like burning seraphs shine ! Qgy C. M. Mrs. Steele. ly-^^ Pearl of great Price. — Matt. xiii. 40. littering toys of eartb, adieu ! A nobler choice be mine ; OFFICES OF CHRIST. 207 A real prize attracts my view, A treasure all divine. 2 Begone, unworthy of my cares, Ye specious baits of sense ; — Inestimable worth appears, The Pearl of price immense! 3 Jesus, to multitudes unknown, 0 name divinely sweet! Jesus, in thee, in thee alone, Wealth, honor, pleasure meet. 4 Should both the Indies, at my call, Their boasted stores resign ; With joy I would renounce them all. For leave to call thee mine. 5 Should earth's vain treasures all depart. Of this dear gift possess'd, I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be for ever bless'd. 6 Dear Sovereign of my soul's desires. Thy love is bliss divine ; Accept the wish thy love inspires. And bid me call thee mine. qoo L.M. Mrs. Steele. ^^^ Savior — the only One. — Acts iv. 12. 1 "TESUS, the spring of joys divine, pj Whence all our hopes and comforts flow ; Jesus, no other name but thine Can save us from eternal wo. 2 In vain would boasting reason find The way to happiness and God ; Her weak directions leave the mind Bewilder'd in a dubious road. 3 Xo other name will heaven approve ; Thou art the true, the living way, Ordain'd by everlasting love, To the bright realms of endless day. 4 Here let our constant feet abide, Nor from the heavenl}^ path depart : O let thy Spirit, gracious Guide ! Direct our steps, and cheer our heart. 5 Safe lead us through this world of night, And bring us to the blissful plains. The regions of unclouded light, Where perfect joy for ever reigns. 208 CHARACTER AXD OQQ S.M. Mrs. Steele. ^^-''^ *S7i(pp/ierd.— Psalm xxiii. 1-3. 1 TXTHTLE my Redeemer's near, V y My Shepherd and my Guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear, My wants are all supplied. 2 To ever-fragraut meads, Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. 3 Along the lovely scene Cool waters gently roll, Transparent, sweet, and all serene. To cheer my fainting soul. 4 Here let my spirit rest ; How sweet a lot is mine ! With pleasure, food, and safety blest ; Benificence divine ! 5 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore ; To thy fair pastures guide my way, And let me rove no more. Unworthy as I am Of thy protecting care, Jesus, I plead thy gracious name. For all my hopes are there. QAO lO's & ll's. ^^^ Strong-hold.— Zech. ix. 12. Nah. i. 7. YBprisoners of hope,o'erwhelm'd with grief. To Jesus look up for certain relief ; There's no condemnation in Jesus the Lord, But strong consolation his grace doth afford. 2 Should justice appear a merciless foe, Yet be of good cheer, and soon shall you know That sinners, confessing their wickedness past, A plentiful blessing of pardon shall taste. 3 Then dry up your tears, ye children of grief. For Jesus appears to give you relief: If you are returning to Jesus, your friend. Your sighing and mourning in singing shall end. 4 ' None will I cast out who come,' saith the Lord, Why then do you doubt? lay hold of his word: Ye mourners of Sion, be bold to believe, For ever rely on your Savior, and live. 241 OFFICES OF CHRIST. 203 CM. Toplady. Vine and the Branches. — John xv. l-o. 1 T"ESUS, iniuntably the same ! fj Thou tiiie and living vine ! Around th.y all-supporting stem My feeble arms I tAviue. 2 Quicken'd by thee, and kept alive, T flourish and bear fruit : My life I from thy sap derive, My vigor from thy root. 3 I can do nothing without thee ; My strength is wholly thine : Witiier'd and barren should I be, If sever'd from the Vine. 4 Upon my leaf, when parch'd with heat, Refreshing dew shall drop ; The plant, which thy right hand hath set. Shall ne'er be rooted up. 5 Each moment, water'd by thy care, And fenc'd with power divine, Fruit to eternal life shall bear The feeblest branch of thine. Q /j 9 C. M. Primitive. ^^^ The Beloved. 1 rriO those who know the Lord I speak : 1 Is ni)^ Beloved near? The Bridegroom of my soul I seek, O when will He appear ? 2 Though once a man of grief and shame. Yet now he fills a throne, And bears the greatest, sAveetest name, That earth or heaven has known. 3 Grace flies before, and love attends His steps where'er he goes. Though none can see him but his friends, And they were once his foes. 4 He speaks —obedient to his call Our warm affections move ; He does not shine alike on all. Or all alike would love. 5 Then love in every heart would reign, And war would cease to roar. And cruel and blood-thirsty men "Would thirst for blood no more. 210 CHARACTER AND 6 Such Jesus is, and such his grace ; 0 may he shine on 3^011 : And cause us to behold his face, And sing his praises too. Q 10 8.6. Montgomery. 1 npHE Lord is King; — upon his throne jL He sits in garments glorious ; Or girds for war his armor on, In every field victorious : The world came forth at his command ; Built on his word, its pillars stand ; They never can be shaken. 2 The Lord was King ere time began, His reign is everlasting ; When high the floods in tumult ran, Their foam to heaven up-casting, He made the raging waves his path ; — The sea is mighty in its wrath, But God on high is mightier. 3 Thy testimonies. Lord ! are sure ; Thy realm fears no commotion, Firm as the earth, whose shores endure Th' eternal toil of ocean : And Thou with perfect peace wilt bless Thy faithful flock ; — for holiness Becomes thine house for ever. q I A ' L. M. Doddridge. ^^^ Wisdom, Righteousness, Sanctijicalion, and Redemption. — 1 Cor. i. 30, 31. 1 ^/TY God! assist me while I raise 1 y I An anthem of harmonious praise : M}' heart thy wonders shall proclaim. And spread its banners in thy name. 2 In Christ I view a store divine ; My Father, all that store is thine ! By thee prepar'd, by thee bestow'd ; Hail to the Savior and the God ! 3 When gloomy shades my soul o'erspread, ' Let tiiere be light,' the Almighty said ! And Christ, my Sun, his beams displays, And scatters round celestial rays. 4 Condemn'd, th)^ criminal I stood, And awful justice ask'd my blood: That welcome Savior, from thy throne, Brought righteousness and pardon down. OFFICES OF CHRIST. 211 6 My sonl was all o'erspvead with sin ; And lo ! iiis grace hatli made me clean ! He rescues from th' infernal foe, And full redemption will bestow. 6 Ye saints, assist my grateful tongue ! Ye angels, warble back my sonu' ! For love like this demands the praise Of heavenly harps and endless days. QiP^ L. M. Primitive. ^~^^ Jesus yesterday, to-day and for ever the same. 1 TTIGH on his Father's royal seat, 11 Our Jesus shone divinelj^ great, Ere Adam's clay with life was warmed, Or Gabriel's nobler spirit formed. 2 Through all succeeding ages he The same hath been— the same shall be ; Immortal radiance gilds his head. While stars and sun wax old and fade. 3 The same his power his flock to guard, The same his bounty to reward. The same his faithfulness and love, To saints on earth and saints above. 4 Let nature change, and sink and die, Jesus shall raise his chosen high. And fix them near his stable throne. In glory changeless as his own. ^Aa CM. Primitive. *^~^^ The Builder. 1 i^HRIST plans the temple of the Lord, \_y And all the building rears, And, be his holy name adored, He all the glory bears. 2 The vast materials all he forms, Nor love nor power he spares ; He guards the building from all harms, And all the glory bears. 3 In this blest building may my soul A living, stone appear. And he. the Builder of the whole, Shall all the glory bear. 4 When he the topmost stone shall bring. To heaven, to see him there. We shall the Builder's praises sing. And he the glory bear. 212 CHARACTER AND 347 L L. M. Primitive. Christ the Corner- Stone. (VID by Jehovah's mighty hands, Zion's foundation firmly stands ; Bais'd upon Chi'ist, the Corner-Stone, Secure as God's eternal throne. 2 See how the glorious fabric grows, Framed of materials that he chose ; Each stone prepared and fitly set, The royal structure to complete. 3 Still shall this edifice arise, Till all shall reach the lofty skies, And joyful hosts shall praise above, Jehovah's grace and Jesus' love. O/j Q C. M. Primitive. *^^0 The Savior. 1 nnHE Savior ! 0 what endless charms I Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its Influence every fear disarms. And spreads sweet comfort round. 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich effusion flow. For guilty rebels lost in sin, Deserving endless wo. 3 0 the rich depths of love divine . Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Savior, let me call thee mine ; I cannot wish for more. 4 On thee alone my hope relies ; Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Savior, and my all. QJ_Q L. M. Double. Newton. O^U TF/iai think ye of Christ ? 1 "VT7HAT think ye of Christ ? is the test W To try both your state and your scheme, You cannot be right in the rest, Unless 3'ou think rightlj^ of him. As Jesus appears in your view, As he is beloved or not ; So 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: OFFICES OF CHRIST. 213 So guilty, so helpless am T, I durst iiot confide in his blood, Nor on his protection rely, Unless I were sure he is God. 3 Some call liira a Savior, in word, But mix their own works with his plan, And hope he his help will afford, When they have done all that they can. If doings prove rather too light, (A little, they own, they may fail,) They purpose 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 Savior they kiss. And, while they salute him, betray; Ah ! what will profession like this Avail in the terrible day? 5 If ask'd, wlat of Je^us 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 husband, my friend, My Savior from sin and from thrall ; My hope from beginning to end. My portion, my Lord, and my all. q^A L.M. Watts. *J*-^^ Seeking the Pastures of Christ the Shep- herd.— Sol. Song, i. 7. 1 npHOU whom my soul admires above ■ All earthly joy, and earthly love, '-.ell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, Where do thy sweetest pastures grow ? 2 Where is the shadow of that Eock, That from the sun defends thy flock? Fain would I feed among thy sheep, Among them rest, among them sleep. 3 Why should thy bride appear like one That turns aside to paths uaknov.-n? My constan: feet would never rove, Would never seek another love. 4 [The footsteps of thy flock I see ; Thy sweetest pastures here they be ; 214 CHARACTER AND A wondrous feast thy love provides, And at the feast tliyself presides. 5 His dearest flesh he makes my food, And bids me drinlc his ricliest blood ; Here to tliese hills my soul will come, Till my Beloved leads me home.] 0^-| L. M. Watts. OU± 2^/16 Banquet of Love. — Sol. Song, ii. 1. 1 "OEHOLD the Rose of Sharon liere, I> The Lily which the valleys bear ; Behold the Tree of Life, that gives Refreshing fruit and healing leaves. 2 Amongst the thorns so lilies shine ; Amongst wild gourds the noble vine; So in mine eyes my Savior proves Amidst a thousand meaner loves. 3 Beneath his cooling shade I sat To shield me from the burning heat ; Of heavenly fruit he spreads a feast, To feed my eyes and please my taste. 4 [Kindl}^ he brought me to the place Where stood the banquet of his grace, He saw me faint, and o'er my head The banner of his love he spread. 5 With living bread and generous wine He cheers this sinking heart of mine ; And op'ning his own heart to me, He shows his thoughts, how kind they be.] 6 0 never let my Lord depart, Lie down and rest upon my heart ; I charge my sins not once to move. Nor stir, nor wake, nor grieve my love. oKO ^- ^• ^^-^ Christ appearing to his Chnrch, and seeking her Company. — Sol. Song, ii. 8-12. 1 rriHE vpice of my Beloved sounds i Over the rocks and rising grounds, O'er hills of guilt and seas of grief He leaps, he flies to my relief. 2 Now through the veil of flesh I see With e3^es of love he looks at me ; Now in the gi)spers clearest glass He shows the beauties of his face. OFFlbES OF CHRIST. 215 3 Gently he draws my heart along, Both with his beauties and his tongue : ' Rise, (saith the Lord,) make haste away, ' No mortal joys are worth thy stay. 4 ' The Jewish wint'ry s'ate is go!:e, ' Tlie mists are fled, the spring comes on, * The sacred turtle-dove we hear ' Proclaim the new, the joyful year. 5 ' Til' immortal vine of heavenly root ' Blossoms and buds, and gives her fruit ;' Lo we are come to taste the wine ; Our souls rejoice and bless the vine. 6 And when we hear our Jesus say, ' Rise up, my love, make haste away !' Our hearts would fain out-fly the wind. And leave all earthly loves behind. o;=Cq S. M. Primitive. 000 Christ the Rose of Sharon. ■i TN Sharon's lovely Rose 1 Immortal beauties shine ; Its sweet refreshing fragrance shows Its origin divine. 2 How blooming and how fair ! 0 may my happy breast This lovely rose for ever wear. And be supremely blest. Q^4 L.M. ^^~^Ghrist calling, and the Church answer- ing the Call.—SA. Song, ii. 14. 16, 17. 1 [XXARK, the Redeemer from on high ll Sweetly convenes his favorites nigh; From caves of darknes- and of doubt. He gently speaks and calls ns out. 2 ' My dove, Avho hidest in the rock, ' Thine heart almost with sorrow broke, ' Lift up thy face, forget thy fear, * And let thy voice delight mine ear : 3 ' Thy voice to me sounds ever sweet ; 'My gi'aces in th}^ count'nance meet ; ' Though the vain world thy face despise, ' 'T-s bright and comely in mine eyes.' 4 Dear Lord, our thankful heart receives The hope thy kind assurance gives ; To thee our joyful lips shall raise The voice of prayer, and that of praise.] 216 CHARACTER AND 5 [I am my Love's, and he is mine ; Our hearts, our hopes, our passions join: Nor lef a motion, nor a word, Nor thought arise to grieve my Lord. 6 My soul to pastures fair he leads, Amongst the lillies where he feeds; Amongst the saints (whose robes are white Wash'd in liis blood) is his delight. 7 Till the day break, and shadows flee, Till the sweet dawning light I see, Thine eyes to me-ward often turn, Nor let my soul in darkness mourn. 8 Be like a hart on mountains green, Leap o'er the hills of fear and sin ; Nor guilt, nor unbelief divide My love, my Savior, from my side.] ^K^ L. M. Fawcett. *~>^*J Bridegroom and Husband ; or, the Mar- riage between Christ and the Church. 1 TESUS, the heavenly Lover, gave pj His life, my wretched soul to save : Eesolv'd to make his mercy known, He kindly claims me for his own. 2 Rebellious, I against him strove. Tin melted and constrain'd by love ; AVith sin and self 1 IVeely part, The heavenly \iv\ 1 ^luom wins my heart. 3 My guilt, my v,.- ■ <• ; ■ laess he knows, Yet takes and nwiis me for his spouse : My debts he pays, and sets use free. And makes his riches o'er to me. 4 My filthy rags are laid aside. He clothes me as becomes his bride ; Himself bestows my wedding-dress — Th^ robe of perfect righteousness. 5 Lost in astonishment, I see, Jesus ! thy ) oundless love to me : With ansels I thy grace adore, And long to love and praise thee more. 6 Since thou wilt take me for thy bride, 0 Savior, keep me near thy side ! 1 fain would give thee all my heart, Nor ever from my Lord depart. OFFICES OF CHRIST. 217 Qi^f\ 7'3. Sonnets. OiJUy;jg testimony of Jesus, the Spirit of Prophecy. 1 XESUS, heaven's supreme delight, f»J Now enthron'd in glory bright ; Fount pf light, and love supreme, Every prophet's darling theme. 2 Adam, ofiFspring of the dust, Saw him in the promise first ; 8aw the tempter routed, spoil'd, Ruin'd, and tor ever foil'd. 3 Abel, thro' his blood and pain, Did with God acceptance gain ; While from off the victims cry. Faith to Jesus turn'd his eye. 4 'Twas with him, as we are told, Enoch walk'd in days of old, Saw^ him in the flaming skies, With his saints to judgment rise. 5 Moses in the bush on flame. Saw him, blessings on his name ! Good old Jacob did as Avell Of our Jesus long foretell. 6 In his death, I;-aiah saw Honois plac'd upon the laAv; Jots and tittles all obey'd, Every utmost farthing paid. 7 Daniel, ere his weeks pass'd by, Saw the great Messiah die : Justice, mercy, truth, and grace. Kiss with joy each other's face. 8 David heard the chorus loud, Sung by all the angelic crowd ; Lift up, lift up ! he heard them cry, 0 ye gates, your heads on high. 9 One beheld a fountain wide, Open'd in his sacred side ; Israel's sin to wash away. Deeper than th' unfathom'd sea. 10 Paul proclaim'd his bleeding cro8S, Counted all besides as dross ; John beheld his glory too, Children, full of grace for you. 11 Thus on each prophetic tongue, Jesus was the sweetest song • 218 CHAKACTER AND Saints, your loud hosannas raise, Sing his everlasting praise. O^^Y L. M. Sonnets. ^*^ * The good old way. 1 rr^HE good old way tliat leads to God, JL Wliich saints in every age liavie trod, Was Christ alone, they saw his day, And him pursued,. the good old way. 2 A^^len Adam sunk his unborn race In ruin, guilt, and deep disgrace, The promise, with celestial ray. To Jesus points, the good old way. 3 Th' apostles all proclaim'd him ihus, Jesus the Lord, or God with us, Who did b}^ death our ransom pay. The truth, the life, the good old way. 4 'Tis true, there's one exceeding broad, Cast up by men, a dangerous road. Where thousands to destruction stray, Who never found this good old wa}'. 5 Cheer up, believer, courage take, Why should thy heart with sorrow break? Eternal joj's shall soon repay. The sorrows of the good old way. 6 Should foes and fears on ev'ry hand, Thick as the leaves in autumn stand, Still forward press, the day is yours. The good old way the crown secures. Oh;o L. M. Ceuniclc ^"^^ Tlie Way. 1 "TESTIS, my All, to heaven is gone, #J He whom I fix mj^ hopes upon ! His track I see, and Til pursue The narrow way, till him I view. 2 The way the holy prophets went — ■ The road that leads from banishment — The Kiug's highway of holiness — I'll go ; for all his paths are peace. 3 This is the way I long have sought, And mourn'd because I found it not ; My grief and bm-deu long have been, Because I could not cease fiom sin. 4 The more I strove against its power, I sinn'd and stumbled but tne more ; OFFICES OF CHRIST. 219 Till late I heard my Savior say, " Come liilher, soul, I am the way.''^ 5 Lo ! glad I come ! and tliou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to thee as I am ! My sinful self to thee I give : Nothing but love shall 1 receive. G Then will I tell to sinners round What a dear Savior I have found: ril point to thy redeeming blood, And say — Behold the icay to God. Q^Q S. M. Hart. 000 ''Jam the Way,'' &c.-Johu xiv. U. 1 ^^y AM," saith Christ, " the Way :" i Now, if we credit him. All other patlis must lead astray, How fair soe'er they seem. 2 " I am," saith Christ, " the Truth :" Then all that lacks this test. Proceed it from an angel's mouth, Is but a lie at best. 3 "I am," saith Christ, " the Life :" Let this be seen by faith ; It f(jllows, without further strife. That all besides is death. 4 If what those words aver, The Holy Ghost apply. The simplest Christian shall not err, Nor be deceived, nor die. OaCi p. M. Watts. ^^^ The Names and Titles of Christ. 1 "IXTITH cheerful voice I sing > V The titles of my Lord, And borrow all the names Of honor from his word : Nature and art Can ne'er supply Suflficieat forms Of majesty. 2 In .Jesus we behold His Father's glorious face, Shining for ever bright V\'ith mild and lovely rays : Til' eternal God'sEterual Son Inherits and Partakes the throne. 3 Tlie sovereign King of kings, Tlie Lord of lords most high, Writes his own name upon 220 CHARACTER AND His garment and his tliigh : His name is call'd The Word of God ; He rules the earth With iron rod. 361 L. M. Watts. The offices of Christ from several Scrip- tures. M OIN all the names of love and power That ever men or angels bore ; All are too mean to speak his worth, Or set EmmanueVs glory forth. 2 But 0 what condescending ways He takes to teach his heavenly grace ! My eyes with joy and wonder see What forms of love he bears for me. 3 [The Angel of the Covenant stands With his commission in his hands, Sent from his Father's milder throne To make the great salvation known.] 4 [Great Prophet, let me bless thy name ; By thee the joyful tidings came Of wrath appeas'd, of sins forgiven, Of hell subdu'd, and peace with heaven.] 5 [My bright Example, and my Guide, I would be walking near thy side ; 0 let me never run astray, Nor follow the forbidden way.] 6 [I love my Shepherd, he shall keep Mv wandering soul among his sheep : He feeds his flock, he calls their names, And in his bosom bears the lambs.] 7 [My Surety undertakes my cause. Answering his Father's broken laws ; Behold my soul at freedom set ; My Surety paid the dreadful debt.] 8 \_Jesus, my great High-Priest, has died, 1 seek no sacrifice beside ; His blood did once for all atone, And now it pleads before the throne.] 9 [My Advocate appears on hiuh, The Father lays his thunder by ; Not all that earth or hell can say 4 Shall turn my Father's heart away.] 10[My Lord, mj^ Conqueror, and my King, Tliy sceptre andthj^ sword I sing ; OFFICES OF CHRIST. 221 Thine is the victory, and I sit A joyful subject at thy feet.] 11 [Aspire, my soul, to glorious deeds, The Captain of Salvation leads ; March on, nor fear to win the day. Though death and hell obstruct the way.] 12 Should death, and hell, and powers unknown. Put all their forms of mischief on, I shall be safe ; for Christ displays Salvation in more sovereign ways. 009 P. M. 1 "TO IX all the glorious names fj Of wisdom, love, and power, That ever mortals knew That angels ever bore : All are too mean To speak his Avorth, Too mean to set My Savior forth. 2 But 0 what gentle terms. What condescending ways Doth our Bedeemer use To teach his heavenly grace ! Mine eyes with joy And wonder see What forms of love He bears for me. 3 [Array'd in mortal flesh He like an angel stands, And holds the promises And pardons in his hands : Commission'd from His Father's throne To make his grace To mortals known.] 4 [Gve&t prophet of my God, My tongue would bless thy name : By thee the joyful news Of our salvation came ; The joyful news Of sins forgiven. Of hell subdu'd. And peace with heaven.] 6 [Be thou my Counsellor, My Pattern and my Guide, And through this desert land Still keep me near thy side: 0 let my feet Xe'er run astray, Nor rove, nor seek The crooked way.] 6 [I love my Shepherd'' s voice, His watchful eyes shall keep My wandering soul among 222 CHARACTER AND The thousands of his sheep : He feeds his flock, He calls their names, His bosom bears The tender lambs.] 7 [To this dear Suretifs hand AV^ill I commit my cause ; He answers and fulfils His Father's broken laws : Behold my soul At freedom set ! My Surety paid The dreadful debt.] 8 [Jesus my great High-Priest Oft'er'd his blood and died; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside : His powerful blood Did once atone ; And now it pleads Before the throne.] 9 [My Advocate appears For my defence on high, The Father bows his ears, And lays his thunder by : Not all that hell Or sin can say Shall turn his heart, His love away.] 10 [M}' dear Almighty Lord, My Conqueror and my King, Thy sceptre, and thy sword. Thy reigning grace I sing : Thine is the power ; Behold I sit In willing bonds Beneath thy feet.] 11 [NoA^ let my soul arise, And tread the tempter down ; My Captain leads me forth ,:• To conquest and a crown. A feeble saint Shall win the day. Though death and hell Obstruct the way.] 12 Should all the hosts of death. And powers of hell unknown. Put their most dreadful forms Of rage and mischief on ; I shall be safe, For Christ displays Superior power, And guardian grace. q/^O L. M. Watts. ^^^ Characters of Christ, borrowed from iaanimate Things, in Scripture. y 1 /~1 0, worship at Emmanuel's feet, VX See in his face what wonders meet; Earth is too narrow to express His worth, his glory, or his grace. OFFICES OF CHRIST. 223 2 [The whole creation can afford But some faint shadows of my Lord : Nature, to make his beauties kuown, Must miugle colors not her own.] 3 [Is he compar'd to icine or bread? Dear Lord, our souls would thus be fed; That flesh, that dying blood of thine, Is bread of life, is heavenly wine.] 4 [Is he a tree ? The world receives Salvation from his healing leaves; That righteous branch, that fruitful bough, Is David's root and offspring too,] 5 Is he a rose? Not Sharon yields Such fragrancy in all her fields ; Or, if the lily he assume, The vallies bless the rich perfume.] ^ 6 Is he a vine ? His heavenly root Supplies the boughs with life and fruit : 0 let a lasting union join My soul, the branch, to Christ, the vine ! 7 [Is he the head ? Each member lives, And owns the vital powers he gives ; The saints below, and saints above, Join'd by his Spirit and his love.] 8 [Is he A fountain ? There I bathe, And heal the plague of sin and death ; These vraters all my soul renew. And cleanse my spotted garments too.] 9 [Is he ajire ? He'll purge my dross, But the true gold sustains no loss : Like a refiner shall he sit. And tread the refuse with his feet.] 10 [Is he a rock? How firm he proves ! The rock of ages never moves ; Yet the sweet streams that from him flow, Attend ns all the desert through.] 11 [Is he a loay ? He leads to God, The path is drawn in lines of blood ; There would I walk with hope and zeal. Till I arrive at Zion's hill.] 12 [Is he a door ? I'll enter in ; Behold the pastures large and green, A paradise divinely fair. None but the sheep hare freedom there.] 224 CHARACTER AND 13 [Ts he design'd a corner-stone. For men to build tlieir heaven upon? I'll make him vaj foundation too, Nor fear the plots of hell below.] 14 [Is he a temple ? I adore Th' indwelling majesty and power ; And still to this most holy place, Whene'er I pray, I turn my face.] 15 [Is he a star ? He breaks the night. Piercing the shades with dawning light ; I know his glories from afar, I know the bright, the morning star.] 16 [Is he a sun ? His beams are grace, His course is joy and righteousness ; Nations rejoice when he appears, To chase their clouds and d.-y their tears. 17 0 let me climb those hig ;er skies. Where storms and darkness never rise ! There he displays his power abroad. And shines and reigns th' incarnate God.] 18 Nor earth, nor seas, nor sun, nor stars. Nor heaven his full resemblance bears ; His beauties we can never trace, Till we behold him face to face. 0(^4_ C. M. Watts. OUtt^^/j^g personal Glories and Government of Christ. 1 T'LL speak the honor -^ of my King, I His form divinely fair ; None of the sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. 2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace Upon thy lips is shed ; Thy God with blessings infinite Hath crown'd thy sacred head. 3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway ; Thy terrors shall strike through thy foes. And make the world obey, 4 Thy throne, 0 God, for ever stands; thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful sceptre in thy hands. To rule thy saints by love. 5 Justice and truth attend thee still, But mercy is thy choice ; 36i OFFICES OF CHRIST. 225 A.ncl God, thy God, th}^ soul sliall fill With most peculiar joys. CM. Watts. God our Shepherd, 1 l^/fY Shepherd will supply my need, iVl Jehovah is his name ; In pastures fresh he makes me feed, Beside the living stream. 2 He brings ray wandering spirit back, When I forsake his ways ; And leads me, for his mercy's sake. In paths of truth and grace. 3 When I walk through the shades of death, Thy presence is my stay ; A word of thy supporting breath. Drives all my fears away. 4 Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, Doth still my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows. Thine oil anoints my head. 6 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days ; 0 may tliy house be mine abode. And all my work be praise ! 6 There would I find a settled rest, (While others go and come,) No more a stranger or a guest. But like a child at home. ^aa L. M. Watts. ^^^ The same. 1 Tt/TY Shepherd is the living Lord ; It I Now shall my wants be well supplied ; His providence and holy word Become my safety and my guide. 2 In pastures where salvation grows He makes me feed, he makes me rest; There living water gently flows, And all the food 's divinely blest. 3 My wandering feet his ways mistake, But he restores my soul to peace. And leads me, for his mercy's sake. In the fair paths of righteousness. 4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale, Where death and all its terrors are. 226 CHARACTER AND My heart and hoije sliall never fail, For God my Sliepberd 's with ine there, 5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps Thou art my comfort, tliou my stay : Thy staff supports my feeble steps, Thy rod directs my doubtful way. 6 The sons of earth and sons of hell Gaze at thy goodness and I'cpine To see my table spread so well WitJi living bread and, cheerful wine. 7 [How I rejoice when on my liead Til}' Spirit condescends to rest! 'Tis a divine, anointing shed Like oil of gladness, at a feast. 8 Surely the mercies of the Lord Attend his household all their days ; There will I dwell to hear his word. To seek his face, ani sing his praise.] 367 S. M. Watts. The same. THE Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied ; Since he is mine and I am his. What can I want beside ? He leads me to the place Where heavenly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. If e'er I go astray. He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name. While he affords his aid, I cannot yield to fear ; Though I should walk thro'death's dark shade. My Shepherd 's with me there. In sight of all my foes. Thou dost my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows. And joy exalts my head. The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days ; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy ptaise. OFFICES OF CHRIST. 227 Q(]Q 7s. Toplady. OUOjfjQ^,^ Srnilten; or, the Bock of Ages, 1 Cor. X. 4. 1 "OOCK of Ages, shelter me, A\ Let rac hide myself in thee ! lA^t the vrater and the blood, From thy wounded side wliicli flow'd, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 2 [Xot the labors of my hands Can fulfil thy law's demands ; Could jny zeal no respite know, (■ould my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone.] 3 [N"othing in mj' hand I bring ! Simply to thy cross I cling ; Naked, come to thee for dress ; Helpless, look to thee for grace ; Black, I to the fountain fly ; Wash me, Savior, or I die ! 4 "While I draw this fleeting breath. When my eye-strings break in death, When I soar to worlds unknown. See thee on thy judgment throne. Rock of Ages, shelter me, Let me hide myself in thee ! q^Q L. M. Sonnets. OUr7 jr^j^g Important Question. 1 ~\7'0U must not think the question odd, M Which I in love propound to you; What think ye of the Son of God, Whom sinners once on Calvary slew? 2 What think ye of his humble birth ? Behold he in a manger lies. Whose hands sustains the pond'rous earth, And spread the curtains of the skies. 3 What tliink ye of the name he wears Upon his thigh, and vesture too ? Each one a wond'rous title bears. Which his eternal Godhead shew. 4 What think ye of his right to give The dying thief an hcavenlj'- throne, With him in paradise to live — Was e'er such poAver or mercy known? 228 CHARACTER AND 5 Say, Christian, let him wear the crown Of honor, praise, and blessing too ; He paid in blood your ransom down, When he from hell deliver'd you. 6 Yes, dearest Savior, thee we own, AYhile angels at thy footstool fall ; In songs we now address thy throne. And gladly crown thee Lord of all. 07 () CM. Watts. *^ * ^ Christ the foundation of his Church. 1 "OEHOLD the sm-e foundation stone i> Which God in Zion laj's To build our heavenly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, And saints adore the name, Tliey trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they sutfer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Eeject it Avith disdain; Yet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise ; 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wonderous in our eyes. OY") S. M. Watts. *^ * ^A hosanna; or, a new song of salvation by Christ. lEE what a living stone The builders did refuse ; Yet God hath built the church thereon In spite of envious Jews. The scribe and angry priest Eeject thine only Son ; Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner-stone. The work, 0 Lord, is tliine, And wonderous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. This is the glorious day That our Redeemer made; Let iLs rejoice, and sing, and pray, Let all the church be ghid. S' OFFICES OF CHKIST. 229 6 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ; Bless hira, ye saints ; he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 AVe bless thine holy word, Which all this grace displays ; And ofler on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. 079 L.M. Watts. «-' * ^The Son of G-od incarnate; or, the lilies and kingdom of Christ, Isa. ix. 2, 6, 7. 1 rXlHE lands that long in darkness lay i Now have beheld a heavenly light ; Nations that sat in death's cold shade. Are blest with beams divinely bright. 2 The virgin's promised Son is born, Behold the expected child appear ; What shall his names or titles be ? The Wonderful, the Counsellor. 3 This infant is the mighty God, Come to be nurtured and adored; The eternal Father, Prince of Peace, The Son of David, and his Lord. 4 The government of earth and seas, L'pon his shoulder shall be laid ; His wide dominion shall increase, And honors to his name be paid. 5 Jesus the hoi}- child shall sit High on his father David's throne ; Shall crush his foes beneath his feet. And reign to ages yet unknown. THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. QTO CM. Stennett. ^* ^The Glorious Gospel, 1 Tim. i. 11. 1 TX^HAT wisdom, majesty and grace, VV Through all the gospel shine ! 'Tis God that speaks, and we confess The doctrine most divine. 2 Down from his shining throne on high, TTtie almighty Savior comes ; 230 THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. Lays his bright robes of glory by, And feeble flesh assumes. 3 The mighty debt liis chosen owed, Upon the cross he pays ; Then througli the clouds ascends to God, Midst shouts of loftiest praise. 4 There he, our great High Priest, appears Before his Father's throne ; There on his breast our nanies he wears And counts oar cause his own. 0^74^ CM. Watts. *-* ' '^ClirisVs Compassion of the Weak, Heb. iv. 15, IG; V. 7; Matt. xii. 20. 1 "TirriTH joy we meditate the grace YV Of our High Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness ; His bowels melt with love. 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, Pie knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure. The great Redeemer stood, While Satan's fier}^ darts he bore. And did resist to blood. 4 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Pour'd out his cries and tears, And, in his measure, feels afresh What every member bears. 5 [He'll never quench the smoking flax. But raise it to a flame ; The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name.] 6 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power ; We shall obtain delivering grace, In the distressing hour. Q7 n C. M. Watts. ^ • ^ Glirist and Aaron, Heb. vii. & ix. 1 TESUS, in thee our eyes behold pj A thousand glories more Than the rich gems and polish'd gold, The sons of Aaron wore. 2 They first their own burnt-offerings brought, To purge themselves from sin ; THE PRIESTHOOD OP CHRIST. 231 Tliy life was pure -svitliout a spot, And all thy nature clean. 3 [Fresh blood, as constant as the day, Was on their altar spilt ; But thy one offering takes away For ever, all our gnilt. 4 Their priesthood ran through several hands, For mortal was their race ; Thy never-changing office stands, Eternal as thy days.] 5 [Once in the circuit of a year, With blood, (but not his own,) Aaron within the veil appears ! Before the golden throne. 6 But Christ, b}^ his own powerful blood, Ascends above the skies. And, in the presence of our God, Shows his own sacrifice.] 7 Jesus, the King of glory, reigns.. On Zion's heavenly hill ; Looks like a lamb that has been slain. And wears his priesthood still. 8 He ever lives to intercede Before his Father's face ; Give him, my soul, thy cause to plead, Nor doubt the Father's grace. 0 7/:^ L.M. Watts. 0 I y> Xhc Priesthood of Christ, Luke xxiii. 'M. 1 T>LOOD has a voice to pierce the skies; j3 " Revenge !" the blood of Abel cries ; But the dear stream, when Christ was slain. Speaks peace as loud from every vein. 2 Pardon and peace from God on high ; Behold, he lays his vengeance b}'^ ; And rebels that deserve his sword. Become the favorites of the Lord. 3 To Jesus let our pi-aises rise, Who gave his life a sacrifice ; Now he appears before our God, And for om- pardon pleads his blood. Q77 CM. Wattg. ^ • * The Offices of Christ, Heb. viii. 1-3. -v\ TE bless the prophet of the Lord, That comes with truth and grace ; 232 THE PRIESTHOOD OP CHRIST. Jesus, tliy Spirit and thy word Shall lead us in thy ways. 2 We reverence our High Priest above. Who ofFer'd up his blood, And lives to carry on his love, Our Advocate Avith God. 3 We honor our exalted King ! How sweet are his commands ; He guards our souls from hell and sin By his almighty hands. 4 Hosanna to his glorious name, Who saves by different ways ; His mercies lay a sovereign claim To our immortal praise. 07 0 S. M. Watts. ^ * ^ Faith in Christ, our Sacrifice, Heb. ix. 12 ; X. 4. 1 'XTOT all the blood of beasts, X 1 On Jewish altars slain. Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name. And richer blood than they. 3 My faith Avould lay her hand On that dear head of thine ; While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 My soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the accursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. O^Q CM. Newton. ^ * ^ The Priesthood a nd Perfeciio ns of Christ. 1 /CHRIST bears the name of all his saints, \_J Deep on his heart engraved ; Attentive to the state and wants Of all his love has saved. 2 In him a holiness complete, Light and perfection shine; 380 M THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 233 And wisdom, grace, and glory meet; A Savior all divine. 3 The blood, which, as a priest, he bears For sinners, is his own ; The incense of hispraj^ers and tears Perfumes the holy throne. 4 In him my weary soul has rest, Though I am weak and vile ; I read my name upon his breast, And see the Father smile. 8. 7. Sonnets. The Healer. ESUS heals the broken-hearted, Oh ! how sweet that sound to me ! Once beneath my sin he smarted, Groan'd, and bled, to set me free. By his sufTrings, death and merits. By liis Godhead, blood and pain, Broken hearts or wounded spirits, Are at once made whole again. Broken by the law's loud thunder, To the cross for refuge flee ; O'er his pungent sorrows ponder, 'Tis his stripes that healeth thee. ' Oil and wine, to heal and cherish, Jesus still to Israel gives ; Nor shall e'er a sinner perish. Who in his dear name believes. In his righteousness confiding, Shelter'd safe beneath his wing, Here they find a sure abiding. And of cov'nant mercy sing ; Seek, my soul, no other healing, But in Jesus' balmy blood ; He, beneath the Spirit's sealing, Stands the great High Priest with God. L. M. Sonnets. The High Priest. WHEN Aaron in the holy place, Atonement made for Israel's race, The names of all their tribes express'd, He wore conspicuous on his breast. Twelve letter'd stones with sculptiire bold, Deep seated in the wounded gold, 381 234 THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. Glow'd on the breast-plate richly bright, And beam'd characteristic light. 3 His hands a golden censor held, With burning coals and incense flll'd ; Which clouded all the holy room With od'rous sweets of rich perfume. 4 And, lest the priest the. place defile, A costly consecrating oil, AVith mingled gums and spices sw^eet, Had for his oflice made him meet. 5 The liquid compound from his head. Its unctious odors downwards spread ; Delicious drops, like balmy dews. O'er all the man their sweets diffuse. 6 Array'd in hallow'd vests he stood. Sprinkled with holy oil and blood ; The tabernacle's sacred frame, And all within it, shar'd the same. 7 So, when our great Melchisedec The true atonement came to make, A holy oil anoints him too- Richer than Aaron ever knew. 8 Deep in his breast engrav'd he bore , Our names, with ev'ry penal score ; When press'd to earth he prostrate lay — Shock'd at the sum, yet prompt to pay. OOO L. M. Sonnets. fjngue his glory sing. 4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes; And every eye adiall see him move ; Though with our sins we pierc'd him once, ■ Now he displays his pardoning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail A\1iile we rejoice to see the day ; Come, Lord ; nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariots long delay. qoo L.M. Watts. OOO^^/ig Kingdom and Priesthood of Christ. 1 rnHUS the great Lord of earth and sea I Spake to his Son, and thi^s he swore * Eternal shall thy priesthood be, ' And change from hand to hand no more. 2 ' Aaron and all his sons must die ; ' But everlasting life is thine, ' To save for ever those that fly * For refuge from the wrath divine. 3 ' By me Melchisedec was made * On earth a king and priest at once ; * And thou, my heavenly Priest, shalt plead, * And thou, my King, shalt rule my sons.' 4 Jesus the Priest ascends his throne, While counsels of eternal peace, THE PRIESTHOOD OP CHRIST. 239 Between the Father and the Son, Proceed with honor and success. 6 Through the whole earth his reign shall s^n-ead, And crush the powers that dare rebel ; Then shall he judgethe rising dead, And send the guilty world to hell. 6 Though while he treads liis glorious way. He drinks the cup of tears and I lood, The sufferings of that dreadful day Shall but advance him near to God. Qqq CM. Watts. ^^^ ChrisVs Kingdomand Priesthood. 1 XESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, #i And near thy Father sit; In Zion shall thy power be known, And make thy foes submit. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The numerous drops of morning dew, And own thy sovereign grace. 3 God hath pronounc'd a firm decree Xor changes what he swore ; ' Eternal shall thy priesthood be, * AVhen Aaron is no more. 4 ' Melchisedec, that wondrous priest, ' That king of high degree, ' That holy man who Abr'am blest, ' Was but a type of thee.' 5 Jesus our Priest for ever lives To plead for us above ; Jesus our King for ever gives The blessings of his love. 6 God shall exalt his glorious head, And his high throne maintain, Shall strike the powers and princes dead Who dare oppose his reign. QQn P- M- Cennick. '-'^^ High-priest. 1 A GOOD High-priest is come, J\. Supplying Aaron's place. And, taking up his room, Dispensing life and grace ; The law by Aaron's pries. hood came, But grace and truth hy Jesus' name. 240 THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 2 My Lord a priest is made As sware tiie mighty God To Israel and liis seed ; Ordain'd to oS'er blood For sinners, who his mercy seek; A priest, as was Melchisedec. 3 He once temptations knew Of every sort and kind, Tliat he might succour show To every tempted mind ; In every point, the Lamb was tried Like us, and then for us he died. 4 He dies ; but lives again, And by the altar stands ; There shows how he was slain, Op'ning his pierced hands ; Our priest abides, and pleads the cause Of us, who have transgress'd his laws. 5 I other priests disclaim, And laws, and offerings too ; ^one but the bleeding Lamb The mighty work can do ; He shall have all the prajse, for he Hath lov'd, and liv'd, and died for me. OQl L. M. Stennett. Ou ± rpjiQ ^Excellency of the Priesthood of Christ. 1 '~\/rONG all the priests of Jewish race, 1 Y I Jesus the most illustrious stands; The radiant beauty of his face Superior love and a^ve demands. 2 Not Aaron or Melchisedec Could claim such high descent as he, His nature and his names bespeak His unexampled pedigree. 3 Descended from the eternal God, He bears tlie name of his own Son ; And, dress'd in human flesh and blood, He puts his priestly garments on. 4 The mitred crown, the embroider'd vest, With graceful dignity he wears ; And, in full splendor, on his breast The sacred oracle appears. 5 So he presents his sacrifice, — An offering most divinely sweet; REVELATION. 241 While clonds of fragrant incense rise, And cover o'er the mercy-seat. 6 The Father, with approving smile, Accepts tlie ofloring of his Son : New joys the wondering angels feel, And haste to bear the tidings down. 7 The welcome news their lips repeat, Gives sacred pleasure to my breast; Henceforth, my soul, thy cause commit To Christ, thy Advocate and Priest. Qq9 C. M. Cennick. Or7-j Christ the Burden of the Song. 1 rpHOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, I We love to hear of thee ; No music's like thy charming name. Nor half so sweet can be. 2 0 let us ever hear thy voice, In mercy to us speak, And in our Priest we will rejoice. Thou great Melchisedec. 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme, While in this world we stay ; We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name. When all things else decay. 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, With all thy favor'd throng, Then will we sing more sweet, more load. And Chi'ist shall be our song. KEVELATION. on Q C. M. Watts. ^^*~* Heaven invisible and hah/. — 1 Cor. ii. 9, 10. Rev. xxi. 27. 1 l^OR eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard, 1_1 Nor sense, nor reason known, What joys the Father hath pvepar'd For those that love the Sou. 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord, Reveals a heaven to come. The beams of glory in liis word Allure and guide us home. 3 Pure are the joys above the sky, And all the region peace ; 242 KEYELATION. No wanton lips nor envious eye Can see or taste tlie bliss. 4 Those holy gates for ever bar Pollution, sin, and shame ; None shall obtain admittance there But followers of the Lamb. 5 He keeps the Father's Book of Life, There all their names are found ; The hypocrite in vain shall strive To tread the heavenly ground. QQ4 L. M. W. *^^^ Looking unto Jesus Heb. xii. 2. >Y various maxims, forms, and rules, That pass for wisdom in the schools, I strove my passion to restrain. But all ray efforts prov'd in vain. 2 Bat since the Savior I have known, My rules are all reduc'd to one. To keep my Lord, by faith, in view ; This strength supplies, and motives too. 3 I see him lead a suff 'ring life, Patient amidst reproach and strife ; And from his pattern courage take, To bear and suffer for his sake. 4 Upon the cross I see him bleed. And by the sight from guilt am freed ; This sight destroys the life of sin, A id quickens heavenly life within. 5 To look to Jesus as he rose. Confirms my faith, disarms my foes; Satan I shame and overcome, By pointing to ray Sa\ior's tomb. 6 Exalted on his glorious throne, I see him make my cause his own ; Then all ray anxious cares subside, For Jesus lives, and will provide. 7 I see him look with pity down. And hold in view the conq'ror's crown ; If press'd with gi-iefs and cares before. My soul revives, nor asks for more. 8 By faith I see the hour at hand. When in his presence I shall stand ; Then it will be my endless bliss. To see hira where, and as he is. REVELATION. 243 QQK C. M. Cowper. OdO j^;,g j^igj^i ^„^ QiQ^,y Qf i^^Q Word. 1 rilFTE Spirit breathes upon the word, I Aiul brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises attbrd A sanctifying light. 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, ft gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat ; His trutlis upon the nation rise, Tliej' rise, but never set. 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine. For such a bright display. As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 5 My soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love ; Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. 396 C. M. Newton. The Book of Oreation. 1 rpHE Book of Nature open lies, I With much instruction stor'd ; But till the Lord anoints our eyes, We cannot read a word. 2 Philosophers have por'd in vain. And guess'd from age to age ; For reason's eye could ne'er attain To understand a page. 3 Though to each star they give a name, Its size and motions teach; The truths which all the stars proclaim, Tlieir wisdom cannot reach. i With skill to measure earth and sea, And weigh the subtle air ; They cannot. Lord, discover thee, Though present ev'ry where. 5 The knowledge of the saints excels The Avisdom of the schools ; To tliem his secrets God reveals. Though men account them fools. 244 RE\'ELATION. 6 To them the sun and stars on high, The flowers that paint the field,* And all the artless birds that tiy, Divine instruction 3'ield. 7 The creatures on their senses press, As witnesses to prove Their Savior's power and faithfulness, His providence and love. 8 Thus may we study Nature's Book, To make us wise indeed! And pity those who only look At what they cannot read.f 007 CM. Newton. ^*^ • Moon-Light 1 rriHE moon has but a borrow'd light, I A faint and feeble ray ; She owes her beauty to the night, And hides herself by day. 2 No cheering warmth her beam conveys, Though pleasing to behold ; We might upon her brightness gaze Till we were starv'd with cold. 3 Just such is all the light to man Wliich reason can impart ; It cannot show one object plain, Nor warm the frozen heart. 4 Thus moon-light views of truths divine, To many fatal j)rove. For what avail in gifts to shine,:}: Without a spark of love ? 5 The gospel, like the sun at noon, Affords a glorious light ; Then fallen reason's boasted moon Appears no longer bright. 6 And grace not light alone bestows, But adds a quick'ning power ; The desert blossoms like the rose,§ And sin prevails no more. *Matt. vi. 26-28. fRom. i. 20. X\ Cor. xlii. 1. §Isa. XXXV. 1. ICTNGDOM and OOVEBNMENT op CHRIST. 245 KINGDOM AND GOVERNMENT OF CHRIST. OQ q p. M. Gadsby's Col. OdO rji^Q Kingdom of Christ.— VhW. iv. 4. 1 "p EJOICE, the Lord is King ; JLV Your God and King adore ; Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph ever more ! Lift up the heart, lift up the vclce Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 2 Rejoice, the Savior reigns, The God of truth and love ; When he had purged our stains. He took his seat above : [Lift up, &c. 3 His kingdom cannot fail ; He rule^ o'er earth and heaven ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus given : [Lift up, &c. 4 [He all his foes shall quell ; Shall all our sins destroy ; And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy : [Lift up, &c.] 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home : We soon shall hear the Archangel's voice ; The trump of God shall sound, Rejoice. qoo lO's & Il's. Hart. uOUiij^gy. Thins is the kingdom.^' -Matt . vi.13. 1 'VT'E souls that are weak, and helpless and X poor. Who know not to speak, much less to do more, Lo ! here 's a foundation for comfort and peace ; In Christ is salvation ; the kingdom is liis. 2 With power he rules, and wonders performs ; Gives conduct to fools, and courage to worms, Beset by sore evils, without and witliin. By legions of de\ils, and mountains of sin. 3 Then be notafraid ; all power is given To Jesus, our Head, in eartli and in heaven: Thro' him we shall conquer tlie mightiest foes : Our Captain is stronger than all that oppose. 246 KINGDOM AND 4 [His power from above he'll Idndly impart, So free is his love, so tender his heart ; Redeem'd with his merit, we're wash'd in his blood ; Renew'd by his Spirit, we've power with God.] 5 Thy grace we adore, Director divine ; The kingdom, and power, and glory are thine. Preserve us from running on rocks or on shelves, From foes strong and cunning, and most from ourselves. 6 Reign o'er us as King, accomplish thy will, And powerfully bring us forth from all ill ; Till falling before thee, we laud thy lov'dnanie, Ascribing the glory to God and the Lamb. ^AA CM. Watts. j^yjyj Qjirist^s Death, Victory, and Dominion. Ps. Ixviii. 18. SING my Savior's wondrous death ; He conquer 'd when he fell: " 'Tis finish'd," said his dying breath, And shook the gates of hell. 2 " 'Tis finish'd !" our Immanuel cries ; The dreadful work is done : Hence shall his sovereign throne arise ; His kingdom is begun. 3 His cross a sure foundation laid .For glory and renown, When through the regions of the dead He pass'd to reach the crowu. 4 Exalted at his Father's side. Sits our victorious Lord ; To heaven and hell his hands divide The vengeance or reward. 5 The saints from his propitious eye Await their several crowns ; And all the sons of darkness fly The terror of his frowns. 4^ AT S. M. Watts. ^^ -^ Chrisfs Kingdom and Majesty. 1 nnHE God Jehovah reigns, I Let all the nations fear. Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. 2 Jesus the Savior reigns, Let earth adore its Lord : GOVERNMENT OF CURIST. 247 Bright cherubs his attendants stand, Swift to fulfil his word. 3 In Zion is his throne, His honors are divine ; His church shall make his -w-onders known, For there his glories shine. 4 How holy is his name ! How terrible liis praise ! Justice and truth, and judgment join In all his works of grace. /{()(} C. M. Watts. '±U-j Christ Jesus, the Lamb of God, tcor:^hip- ped by all the Creation. — Ilev. v. 11-13. 1 /^OME, let us join our cheerful songs V_.' Witli angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one. 2 * Worthy the Lamb that died,' they cry, ' To be exalted thus ;' ' Worthy the Lamb,' our lips reply, ' For he was slain for us.' 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine. 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Consjiire to raise thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one To bless the sacred name Of "Him that sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. L. M. Watts. 'ChrisVs Humiliation and Exaltation.— Rev. V. 12. 1 "IXrHAT equal honors shall we bring \ V To thee, 0 Lord our God, the Lamb, Wlien all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to tliy name ? 2 Worthy is he that once was slain, ^ The Prince of Life that g:oan'd and died^ Worthy to rise, and live, and reign At his Almighty' Father's side. 403, i,48 KINGDOM AND 3 Power and dominion are his due, Wlio stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar; Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, Though he was charg'd with madness there. 4 All riches are his native right, Yet he sustain'd amazing loss: To him ascribe eternal might. Who left his weakness on the cross. 5 Honor immortal must be paid. Instead of scandal and of scr.rn ; While glory shines around his head, And a briglit crown without a thorn. 6 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men : Let angels sound his sacred name, And every creature say, Amen. AOA C. M. Watts. ^^^A new song to the Lamb that was slain. Rev. v. 6. 8, 9, 10. 12. 1 "DEHOLD the glories of the Lamb I > Amidst his Father's throne : Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around. With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hj'mns they raise : Jesus is kind to our complaints. He loves to hear our praise. 4 [Eternal Father, who shall look Into thy secret will ? Who but the Son should take that book And open every seal? 6 He shall fulfil thy great decrees. The Son deserves it well ; Lo, in his hand the sovereign keys Of heaven, and death and hell !] 6 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid ; Salvation, glorj-, joy remain " For ever on thy head. 7 Thou hast redeem'd our souls with blood, Hast set the prisoners free, GOVERNMENT OP CHRIST. 249 Hast made us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with thee. 8 The worlds of nature and of grace Are put beneath thy power : Then shorten these delaying days, And bring the promis'd hour. 405 L.M. Watts. A vision of tlw Lamb. — Rev. v. 6-9. 1 A LL mortal vanities, begone, jLjL Nor tempt my eyes, nor tire my ears, Behold amidst th' eternal throne A vision of the Lamb appears. 2 [Glory his fleecy robe adorns, Mark'd with the bloody death he bore ; Seven are his eyes, and seven his horns, To speak his wisdom and his power. 3 Lo, he receives a sealed book From him that sits upon the throne : Jesus, my Lord, prevails to look On dark decrees, and things unknown.] 4 All the assembling saints around Fall worshiping before the Lamb, And in new songs of gospel-sound Address their honors to his name. 5 [The joy, the shout, the harmony Flies o'er the everlasting hills, * Worthy art thou alone,' they cry, ' To read the book, to loose the seals.] 6 Our voices join the heavenly strain, And with transporting pleasure sing, ' Worthy the Lamb that once was slain, ' To be our teacher and our king !' 7 His words of prophecy reveal Eternal counsels,, deep designs ; His grace and vengeance shall fulfil The peaceful and the dreadful lines. 8 Thou hast redeem'd our souls from hell With thine invaluable blood ; And wretches that did once rebel Are now made favorites of their God. 9 Worthy for ever is the Lord, That died for treasons not his own, By every tongue to be ador'd. And dwell upon his Father's throne. 250 KINGDOM AND AOfi L.M. Watts, tuu^'/ie glory of Christ, and power of his Oo^pel. 1 'VfOW bo my heai-t iuspir'd to sing a\ The glories of mj'^ Savior-King, Jesus the Lord ; how heavenly fair His form ! hoAV bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race He shines "with a superior grace, Love from his lips divinely flows. And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of thy sword ; In majesty and glory ride, With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce thy foes of stubborn heart; Or words of mere}', kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. 5 Thy throne, 0 God, for ever stands, Grace is the sceptre in thy hands : Thy laws and works are just and right, Justice and grace are thy delight. 6 God, thine own God, has richlj^ shed His oil of gladness on thy head, And with his sacred Spirit blest His first-born Son above the rest. 407 CM. Watts. ^^ * The song of Zacharias, and the Message of John the Baptist ; or, Light and Salvation by Jesus Christ. — Luke i. G7, &c. John i. 29. 1 ^OW be the God of Israel bless'd, J3i Who makes his truth appear, His mighty hand fulfils his word, And all the oaths he sware. 2 Now he bedews old David's root With blessings from the skies , He makes the Branch of promise grow, The promis'd Horn arise. 3 [John was the prophet of the Lord To go before his face. The herald which our Savior-God Sent to prepare his ways. 4 He makes the great salvation known, He speaks of pardon'd sins ; GOVERNMENT OF CHRIST. 251 While grace d vine, and heavenly love 111 its own glory shines. 6 ' Behold the Lamb of God, (he cries) * That takes our guilt away ; ' I saw the Spirit o'er his head ' On his baptizing day.] 6 ' Be ev'ry vale exalted high, ' Sink every mountain low, * The proud must stoop, and humble souls ' Shall his salvation know. 7 ' The heathen realms with Israel's land ' Shall join in sweet accord ; * And all that's born of man shall see ' The glory of the Lord. 8 ' Behold the morning-star arise, ' Ye that in darkness sit; ' He marks the path that leads to peace, ' And guides our doubtful feet.' A()Q L. M. Watts. TiUO Praise to God from all JSfations. 1 TT^ROM all that dwell below the skies Aj Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word : Thy pr.iise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise ar.d set no more. AC)Q S. M. Watts. ^^^ The same. 1 rriHY name, almighty Lord, JL Shall sound through distant lands; Great is thy grace, and sure thy word ; Thy truth for ever stands. 2 Far be thine honor spread, And long thy praise endure, 'Till morning light and evening shade Shall be exchang'd no more. Al 0 P. M. Rippon's Col. ^±yj Evangelical rhilanthropy. 1 "OEJOICE, the Savior reigns A\ Among the sons of men ; He breaks the pris'ners' chains, And makes them free a.scaiu: 252 KINGDOM AND Let hell oppose God's only Son, In spite of foes his cause goes on. 2 The cause cf righteousness, And truth and holy peace, Design'd our world to bless. Shall spread and never cease : Gentile or Jew, their souls shall bow, Allegiance due with rapture vow. 3 The baffled prince of hell In vain new projects tries, Truth's empire to repel By cruelty and lies : Th' infernal gates shall rage in vain, Conquest awaits the Lamb once slain. 4 He died, but soon arose. Triumphant o'er the grave ; And now himself he shows Omnipotent to save : Let rebels kiss the victor's feet, Etemal bliss his subjects meet. 5 All power is in his hand, His people to defend, To his most high command Shall millions more attend : All heaven Avith smiles approves his cause, And distant isles receive his laws. 6 This little seed from heaven Shall soon become a tree ; This ever-blessed leaven DifFus'd abroad must be : Till God the Son shall come again, It must go on. Amen! Amen! PAUSE. 7 Ye who have known his name. Subserve his glorious plan ; Proclaim to all your race The friend of God and man : How happj'^ ye who own his sway I Ye own'd shall be another day. 3 All hail, incarnate Lord, Our souls triumphant cry ; Be thy bless' d name ador'd, By all beneath the sky : But when we join the hosts above. In strains divine we'll sing thy love. GOVERNMENT OP CHRIST. 253 All L.M. Rippon'sCol. ■^-^ -•- He must 7'eign. 1 "\7"ES, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign, 1 Till all thy haughty foes submit ; Till hell, and all her trembling train, Become like dust beneath thy feet. 2 Then rescu'd souls shall bless thy power, Tliy arm shall full salvation bring ; Thy saints, in that illustrious hour, Shall conquer with their conquering King. 3 And when, through brilliant gates of gold, Thou lead'st thy chosen to the skies, May we the shining pomp behold, And partners of the triumph rise. 4 Then, rang'd thy blazing throne around, The Savior's honor's we'll proclaim ; While heaven's transported realms resound Thy glorious deeds and darling name. Al 9 8's & 7's. Fuller's ( -*^-*-"^ Gratitude for the Atonement. 1 XT' AIL! thou once despised Jesus, JLI Hail thou Gallilean King ! Thou didst suffer to release us ; Thou didst free salvation bring. 2 Hail, thou agonizing Savior, Bearer of our sin and shame ! By thy merits we find favor ; Life is given through thy name. 3 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed. All our sins on thee were laid ; B}^ almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made. 4 All thy people are forgiven Through the virtue of thy blood ; Open'd is the gate of heaven ; Peace is made 'twixt us and God. 5 Jesus, hail ! enthron'd in glory, There for ever to abide ! All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. 413 'OS Montgomery. COME, let us sing to the Lord, God our salvation rejoice ; 2o4 KINGDOM AND In psalms of thanksgiving record His praise, with one sp4rit, one voice ! For Jehovah is King, and He reigns. The God of all gods, ou his throne ; Tlie strength of tlie ixills he maintains, The ends of the eartli are his own. 2 The sea is Jehovah's ; He made The tide its dominion to know ; The land is Jehovah's ; — He laid Its solid foundations below : Oh come, let us worship, and kneel Before the Creator, our God ! — Tlie people who serve Him with zeal, — The flock whom he guides witli liisrod. 3 As Moses, the fathers of old Through the sea and the wilderness led, His wonderful works we behold, Witli manna from heaven are fed : To-day, let us hearken, to-day, To the voice that yet speaks from above, And all his commandments obey. For all his commandments are love. 4 His wrath let us fear to provoke, To dwell in his favor unite ; His service is freedom, his yoke Is'.easy, his bm-den is light : But, oh ! of rebellion beware, Rebellion, that hardens the breast. Lest God in his anger should swear That we shall not enter his rest. 414 11. 8s. Montgomery. 1 "|3E joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth! J3 Oh, serve him with gladness and fear! Exult in his presence with music and mirtli, With love and devotion draw near. 2 For Jehovah is God, — and Jehovah alone. Creator and ruler o'er all ; And we are his people, his sceptre we own; His sheep, and we follow his call. S Oh, enter his gates with thanksgiving and song, Your vows in his temple proclaim ; Hispraise withmelodious accordance prolong, Ajid bless his adorable name ! GOVERNMENT OP CHKIST. 255 For good is the Lord, inexprcssiblj- good, And we are the work of his hand ; His mercy and truth from eternity stood, And shall to eternity stand. 415 SUFFERINGS AlTD DEATU OF CHRIST. L. M. Hart. On the Passion, Matt. xxvi. 3G-45 ; Mark xiv. 32-41 ; Luke xxii., &c. COME, all ye chosen saints of God, That long to feel the cleansing blood ; In pensive pleasure join with me, To sing of sad Gethsemane. [Gethsemane , the olive press ! (And Avhy so call 'd, let Christians gness ;) Fit name! fit place! where vengeance strove, And griped and grappled hard with love.] 'Twashere the Lord of life appear'd. And sigh'd, and groan'd, and pray'd and fear'd ; Bore all incarnate God could bear, Wth strength enough, and none to spare. The powers of hell united press'd. And squeezed his heart and bruised his breast ! What dreadful conflicts raged within, [skin. When sweat and blood forced through the [Dispatch'd from heaven an angel stood, Amazed to find him bathed in blood ; Adored by angels, and obeyed, But loAver now than angels made. He stood to strengthen, not to fight ; Justice exacts its utmost mite ; This Victim vengeance will pursue ; He undertook, and must gotlirough.] [Three favored servants, left not far, Were bid to wait and watch the war ; But Christ withdrawn, what watch we keep! To shun the sight they sunk in sleep.] Backwards and forwards thrice he ran. As if he sought some help from man ; 416 256 SUFFERINGS AND Or wisli'd, at least, they would condole ('Twas all they could) liis tortured soul. 9 [What e'er he sought for, there was none; Our Captain fought tlie field alone ; Soon as the Chief to battle led, That moment every soldier fled.] 10 Mysterious conflict ! dark disguise ! Hid from all creatures' peering eyes; Angels, astonish'd, view the scene ; And wonder yet, what all could mean. 11 0 Mount of Olives, sacred grove ! 0 Garden, scene of tragic love ! What bitter herbs thy beds produce How rank then* scent, how harsh their juice! L. M. Montgomery. The Same. 1 A ND why, dear Savior, tell me why, /\ Thou tims wouldst suffer, bleed, and die ; What mighty motive could thee move ? The motive's plain; 'twas all for love. 2 For love of whom? Of sinners base, A harden'd herd, a rebel race ; That mock'd and trampled on thy blood, And wanton'd with the wounds of God. 3 [When rocks and mountains rent with dread, And gaping graves gave up their dead ; When the fair sun withdrew his light. And hid his head to shun the sight : 4 Then stood the wretch of human race, And raised his head, and showed his face, Gazed unconcern'd when nature fail'd, Andscoff'd,andsneer'd,andcurs'dandrail'd.] 6 Harder than rocks and mountains are. More dull than dirt and earth by far, Man view'd unmoved the blood's rich stream, Nor ever dream'd it flow'd for him. 6 [Such was the race of sinful men, Tliat gain'd that great salvation then; Such, and such only, still we see ; Such they were all ; and such are we. 7 The Jews with thorns his temples crown'd, And lasli'd him when his hands were bound; But thorns, and knotted whips, and bands By us were furnish'd to their hands. DEATn OF CHRIST. 257 8 They nailM him to the accursed tree ; (They did, my brethren, so did wc ;) The soldier i)ierced his side, 'tis true: But we have i)ierced hiiu thro' aud thro'.] 9 0 love of unexampled kind ! That leaves all thoughts so far behind ; Where length, and breadth, aud depth and height. Are lost to my astonisli'd sight. 10 For love to me the Son of God Drain'd every drop of vital blood. Long time I after idols ran ; But now my God's a martyr'd man. 417 S. M. Watts. The Passion aud Exaltation of Christ, Heb. ix. 28 : Eom. vi. 10. 1 /^OME, all harmonious tongues, \J Your noblest music bring ; 'Tis Christ the everlasting God, And Christ the Man, we sing. 2 Tell how he took our flesh, To take away our guilt ; Sing tie dear drops of sacred blood, That hellish monsters spilt. 3 [Alas! the cruel spear Went deep into his side ; And the rich flood of purple gore Their murderous weapons dyed.] 4 [The waves of swelling grief l)id o'er his bosom roll. And mountains of almighty wrath. Lay heavy on his soul.] 6 DoAvn to the shades of death, He bow'd his awful head; Yet he arose to live and reign When death itse'f is dead. 6 jSTo more the bloody spear, The cross and nails no more ; For hell itself shakes at his name, And all the heavens adore. 7 There the Redeemer sits, High on his Father's throne ; The Father lays his vengeance by, Aud smiles upon his Son. 9 258 SUFFERINGS AND 8 [There his full glories shine, With uncreated rays ; And bless his saints' and angels' ejes, To everlasting days.] 4^1 Q L. M. Sonnets. ^-^ ^ Christ in the garden. 1 /^OME hither, ye that fain would kno\r \J Th' exceeding sinfulness of sin; Come see a scene of matchless wo, And tell me what it all can mean. 2 Behold the darling Son of God Bow'd down with horror to the ground, Wrung at the heart, and sweating blood. His eyes in tears of sorrow drown'd ! 3 See how the victim panting lies. His soul with bitter anguish press'd ! ^e sighs, he faints, he groans, he cries, Dismay'd, dejected, shock'd, distress'd ! 4 What pangs are these that tear his heart? What burden's this that's on him laid? What means this agony of smart ? What makes our Maker hang his head? 5 'Tis justice ■with its iron rod, Intiicting strokes of wrath divine ; 'Tis the vindictive hand of God, Incens'd at all your sins and mine. 6 Deep in his breast our names were cut; He undertook our desperate debt, Such loads of gnilt were on him put, He only could sustain the weight. Al Q C. M. Sonnets. ^ *-^ Surety punished, and debtors set free. 1 "TESUS hath suflFev'd once for sin fj And now exalted reigns ; Ye sinners sav'd, his praise begin. In sweet harmonious strains. 2 No claims can law or justice crave From Jesus' mj'stic bride ; Full payment to the law he gave. When for her sins he died. 3 When justice smote the Shepherd's head, The captive flock were free ; Belov'd, when in transgression dead. Great God, and far from thee. DEATH OF CHRIST. 269 4 Here, lost in thought, the seraphs gaze, The wciid'rous scene to scan; Wiiat heights and depths of sov'reign grace, In wisdom's glorious plan. 5 Convinc'd of sin's demerit, we From self to Jesus fly ; Ourselves insolvent debtors see, And on his blood rely. A9() C. M. Sonnets. ^"^^ A Suffering Savior. 1 i^H ! what a sad and doleful night \y Preceded that day's morn. When darkness seiz'd the Lord of light, And sin by Christ was borne. 2 When our intolerable load Upon his soul was laid, And the vindictive wrath of God Flam'd furious on his head. 3 We in our Jesus well may boast. For none but God alone. Can know how dear the vict'ry cost, HoAV hardl}'^ it was won. 4 Forth from the garden, fully tried, Our bruised champion came, To suffer what remain'd beside, Of pain, and grief, and shame. 5 Mock'd, spit upon, and crown'd with thorns, A spectacle he stood; His back with scourges lash'd and torn, A victim bath'd in blood. 6 Nail'd to the cross thro' hands and feet. He hung in open view ; To make his sorrows quite complete. By God deserted too. L. M. Watts. ChrisVs Suff^erings and Zeal. TWAS for our sake, eternal God, Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load Of base reproach and sore disgrace. And shame defil'd his sacred face. The Jews, his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the man that check'd their sin; While he fulfil'd thy holy laws, They hate him, but without a cause. 421 2G0 SUFFERINGS AND 3 ' My Father's house, said he, Tjrasmfkle ' A place of worship, net for trade ;' Tlicn scattering all their gold and brass. He scourg'd the Bierchants from the place.] 4 [Zeal for the temple of liis God Consunrd his life, expos'd his hlood; Eeproaches at thy glory thrown He felt, and raouru'd them as his own.] 5 [His friends forsook, his followers fled. While ■Hoes and arms SAirround his head ; They curse liim with a slanderous tongue. And the false judge maintains the wrong.] 6 His life they load with hateful lies, And charge liis lips with blasphemies ; They nail liinr to the sha i:cfal tree ; There hung the man that died for me. 7 [Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones, Insult his agony and groans ; (iall was the food they gave him there, And mock'd his thirst with vinegar.] 8 But God beheld ; and from his throne Marks out the men that hate his Son ; Tliehand tliat rais'd him from tlie deail Shall pour due vengeance on their head. A 99 C. M. Watts. ^■^"^The Passion and Exaltation of Christ. 1 "XTOW let our lips with holy fear j3I And mournful pleasure sing The sufferings of our great high priest, The sorrows of our king. 2 He sinks in floods of deep distress ; How high the waters rise I "Wldle to iiis heavenly Father's ear He sends perpetual cries. 3 'Hear me, 0 Lord, and save thy Son, ' Nor hide thy shining face ; * Why should thy favorite look like one ' Forsaken of thy grace ? 4 ' "With rage they perRecnte the man ' That groans beneath thy wound, * "V^Tiile for a sacrifice I pour * My life upon the ground. 5 ' They tread my honor to the dust, ' And laugh when I conii)lain; DEATH OP CHRIST. 261 * Tlieir sharp insulting slanders add ' Fresh anguish to my pain. 6 * All my reproach is known to thee * The scandal and the shame ; ' * Reproach has broke my bleeding heart, ' And lies defil'd my name. 7 ' I looked for pity, but in vain; * My kindred are my grief ; ' I ask my friends for comfort round, ' But meet with no relief. 8 * With vinegar they mock my thirst ; ' They gave me gall for food ; * And sporting witli my dying groans, ' They triumph iu my blood. 9 ' Shine into my distressed soul, ' Let thy compassions save ; * And though my flesh sink down to death, ' Redeem it from the grave. 10 * I shall arise to praise thy name, ' Shall reign in worlds unknown ; * And thy salvation, 0 my God, ' Shall set me onthy throne.' ^9 q L. M. Watts. ^"^^^ Jesus our Surely and Savior, 1 Peter i. 18 ; Gal. iii. 13 ; Rom. iv. 25. 1 A DAM our Father and our head x\. Transgress'd, and justice doora'dtisdead, The fiery law speaks all despair ; There's no reprieve nor pardon there. 2 But, 0 ! unutterable grace, The Son of God takes Adam's place, Down to our world the Savior flies. Stretches his arms and bleeds and dies. 3 Justice was pleas'd to bruise the God, And pay its wrongs with heavenly blood ; V\liat unknown racks and pangs he bore ! Then rose ; the law could ask no more. 4 Amazing work! look down, ye skies, Wonder and gaze with all your eyes; Ye heavenly thrones, stoop from above, And bow to this mysterious love. 5 Lo ! they adore th' incarnate Son, And sing the glories he hath won, Sing how he broke our iron chains, How deep he sunk, how high he reigns. 262 SUFFERINGS AND 6 Tiiumph and reign, victorious Lord, B}' all the flaming liosts ador'd ; And say, dear Conqueror, say how long, Ere Ave shall rise to join their song. 7 Send down a chariot from above. With fiery wheels, and pav'd with love, Raise us beyond th' ethereal blue, To sing and love as angels do. 425 S. M. Watts. ^^■^'-^ Humiliation and Bxallation of Chrint - Isaiah liii. 6-9. 12. 1 "T IKE sheep we went astray, i J And broke the fold of God, Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road. 2 How dreadful was the hour When God our wanderings laid. And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd's head ! 3 How glorious was the grace AVJien Christ sustained the stroke ! His life and blood the Shepherd pays A ransom for the flock. 4 His honor and his breath Were taken both away ; Join'd with the wicked iu his death, And made as vile as they. 5 But God shall raise his head O'er all the sons of men, And make him see a numerous seed To recompense his pain. 6 ' I'll give him (saith the Lord) ' A portion with the strong ; ' He shall possess a large reward, ' And hold his honors long.' AOCi L. M. Watts. ^■^^ Chrif^V^ Hkiinilialion, ExaUalion. and Ti-i>nnph.—?\u[. ii. 8, 9. Mark xv. 20. 24. 29. 1 nnHE mighty frame of glorious grace, I That brightest monument of praise That e'er the God of love design'd. Employs and fills my laboring mind. 2 Begin, my soul, the heavenly song, A burden for au angel's tongue, DEATH OF CHRIST. 2G3 When Gabriel sounds these a-n-fnl things, He tunes and summons all his strings. 3 Proclaim inimitable love, Jesus, the Lord of worlds above, Puts off the beams of bright array, And veils the God in mortal clay. 4 What black reproach defil'd his name. When with our sins he took our shame ! He whom adoring angels blest, Is made the impious rebel's jest. 6 He that distributes crowns and thrones, Hangs on a tree, and bleeds and groans, The Prince of Life resigns his breath, The King of Glory bows to death. 6 But see the wonders of his power. He ti-iumphs in his dying hour ; And, while by Satan's rage he fell, He dash'd the rising hopes of hell. 7 Thus were the hosts of death subdu'd, And sin was drown'd in Jesus' blood ; Tims he arose and reigns above. And conquers sinners by his love. 8 Who shall fulfil this boundless song? The theme surmounts an angel's tongue : How low, how vain, are mortal airs. When Gabriel's nobler harp despairs. C. M. Watts The Fassion and Exaltation of Christ. HUS saith the Ruler of the skies, Awake, my dreadful sword ; ' Awake, my wrath, and smite the man, ' My fellow,' saith the Lord. Vengeance receiv'd the dread command, And armed down she flies, Jesus submits t' his Father's hand, And bows his head and dies. But oh ! the wisdom and the grace That join with vengeance now ! He dies to save his chosen race, And yet he rises too. A person so divine was he Who yielded to be slain. That he could give his soul away, And take his life again. 427 264 SUFFEBINGS AND 5 Live, glorious Lord, and reign on high, Let every nation sing. And angels sound with endless joy The Savior and the King. 4_9Q L.M. Watts. ^'-'^ Longing to praise Christ better. 1 TT ORD, when my thoughts with wonder roll H J O'er the sharp sorrows of tliy soul, And read my Maker's broken laws Repaii''d and honor'd by thy cross ; 2 ^Vhen I behold death, hell, and sin, Vauquish'd by that dear blood of thine. And see the man that groan'd and died Sit glorious by his Father's side ; 3 My passions rise and soar above, I'm wing'd with faith, and fir'd with love ; Fain would I reach eternal things. And learn the notes that Gabriel sings. 4 But my heart fails, my tongue complains, For want of their immortal strains ; And in such humble notes as these Falls far below thy victories. 6 Well, the kind minute must appear When we shall leave these bodies here. These clogs of clay, and mount on high To join the songs above the sky. A^Q C. M. Stennett. ^— ' ^ The attraction of the Cross. — John xii.32. 1 ^^T'ONDER — amazing sight ! — I see I Th' incarnate Son of God, Expiring on the accm-sed tree, And welt'ring in his blood. 2 Behold a purple torrent run Down from his hands and head : The crimson tide puts out the sun ; His groans awake the dead. 3 The trembling earth, the darken'd sky Proclaim the truth aloud ; And, with the amaz'd centurion, cry, ' This is the Son of God !' 4 So great, so vast a sacrifice, May well my hope revive : If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, The sinner sure may live. DEATH OF CHKIST. 265 6 Oh, that these cords of love divine Might draw me, Lord, to thee ! Thou hast my heart, it shall be thine — Thine it shall ever be ! J_QA L.M. Rippon'sCol. "lOUy/^g dying love of Christ constraining to thankful devotion. — 2 Cor. v. 14, 15. 1 C1EE, Lord, thy willing subjects bow, lO Adoring, low before thy throne : Accept our humble, thankful vow ; Thou art our Sovereign, thou alone. 2 Beneath thy soul-reviving ray, E'en cold affliction's wintry gloom Shall brighten into vernal day, And hopes and joj^s immortal bloom. 3 Smile on our souls, and bid us sing In concert with the choir above, The glories of our Savior-King, The condescensions of his love. 4 Amazing love, that stoop 'd so low, To view with pity's melting eye Vile men, deserving endless wo: Amazing love ! — did Jesus die ? 5 He died, to raise to life and joy The vile, the guilty, the undone ; Oh, let his praise each hour employ, Till hours no more their circles run. 6 He died ! ye seraphs, tune your songs ! Resound, resound the Savior's name ! For naught below immortal tongues Can ever reach the wondrous theme. 4^q-| L. M. Primitive. ^*^-L Gelhsemane. 1 5rpiS midnight ! — and on Olive's brow I The star is dimmed that lofty shone ; 'Tis midnight! — in the garden now The suffering Savior prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight ! — and from all removed, Emmanuel wrestles lone with fears ; E'en the disciple that he loved Heeds not his Master's grief and t^ars. 3 'Tis midnight ! — and for others' guilt The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood ; Yet he that hath in anguish knelt, Is not forsaken by his God. 266 SUFFERINGS AND 4 'Tis midnight ! — from the heavenly plains Is borne the songs that angels know ; Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Savior's woe. 432 8's & 6's. 1 rriHE Son of Man they did betray, 1 He was condemn'd and led away! Think, 0 my soul, on that dread day — Look on Momit Calvary ! Behold him, lamb-like, led along, SmTounded by a wicked throng, Accused by each lying tongue — As then the Lamb of God they hung Upon the shameful tree. 2 'Twas thus the glorious sufferer stood. With hands and feet nail'd to the wood ; From ev'ry wound a stream of blood Came flowing doAvn amain : His bitter groans all nature shook. And at his voice the rocks were broke. The sleeping saints their graves forsook, While spiteful Jews around him mock'd, And laughed at his pain. 3 Now hung between the earth and skies, Behold ! in agony he dies ! Ye ransom'd, hear his mournful cries, Come, see his torturing pains ! The morning sun withdrew his light, Blush'd, and refus'd to view the sight ; 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 help ; but 0, there's none — He treads the wine-press all alone. His garments stain'd with blood: In lamentation hear him cry, " Eloi, lama sabacthani !" Though death may close his languid eyes, He soon will mount the upper skies, The»conq'ring Son of God. 6 The Jews and Romans, in a band. With hearts like steel, around him stand, And mocking, say, " Come, save the land; Come, try thyself to free !" DEATH OF CHRIST. 267 A soldier pierc'd liim when he dieJ, Then healing streams came from his side^ And thus our Lord was crueiHed— Stern justice then was satisfied, For such as you and me ! 6 'Tis done ! the dreadful debt is paid — The great atonement now is made ! Children, on him your guilt was laid, For you he spilt his blood : For you his tender soul did move, For you he left the courts above, That you the length and breadth might prove, The height and depth of perfect love, In Christ your smiling God. 7 Behold he mounts the throne of state, He fills the mediatorial seat, While millions, bowing at his feet, In loud hosannas tell How he endured exquisite pains, And led the monster death in chains : While seraphs raise their loudest strains, With music fill bright Eden's plains — He's conquer'd death and hell. 8 All glory be to God on high. Who reigns enthron'd above the sky, Who sent his Son to bleed and die — Glory to him be given ! While heaven above his praise resounds, 0 Zion, sing, his gi-ace abounds : We hope to shout eternal rounds. In glowing love that knows no bounds, When raised up to heaven. ^gg 8's & 6'8. 1 npHROUGHOUT the Savior's life we trace I Nothing but shame and deejj distress, No period else is seen. Till he a spotless victim fell. Tasting in soul a painful hell, Caus'd by the creature's sin. 2 On the cold ground, methinks I see My Savior kneel, and pray for me, 0 let me him adore : Seiz'd with a chilly sweat throughout, Blood drops did force their passage out, Through ev'ry opening pore. 268 SUFFERINGS AND 3 A crown of thorns his temple bore, His back their cruel lashes tore; They made him bear the tree : In purple robes the Lord the}' dress'd, Then hail'd him King, with scorn and jest, And mocking bow'd the knee. 4 Thus up the hill he slowly rose, Surrounded by relentless foes, At length his cross they rear : 0 can you see the Son of God, Cry out beneath sin's heavy load. Without one thankful tear ? 5 Thus bearing our iniquity, He dies in anguish on the tree : What tongue his grief can tell ? The shudd'ring rocks their heads recline, The morning sun refus'd to shine When the Redeemer fell. 6 Shout, brethren, shout in songs 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. /IQ J_ L. M. Newton. ^^* Christ Crucified. 1 "IXrHEN on the cross my Lord I see, W Bleeding to death for wretched me, Satan and sin no more can move, For I am all transform'd to love. 2 His thorns and nails pierce through my heart. In every groan I bear a part ; I view his wounds with streaming eyes ; But, see ! he bows his head, and dies ! 3 Come, Christians, view the Lamb of God, Wounded, and dead, and bath'd in blood! Behold liis side, and venture near. The well of endless life is here. 4 Here I forget my cares and pains ; I drink, yet still my thirst remains ; Only the fountain head above Can satisfy the thirst of love. 5 0 that I thus could always feel ! Lord, more and more thy love reveal! Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim Tlie grace and glory of thy name. DEATH OP CHRIST. 269 6 Thy name dispels my guilt and fear, Kevives my lieart and cliarms my ear. Affords a balm for ev'r}' -wound, And Satau trembles at the sound. RESURRECTION & ASCENSION OP CHRIST. A^n 7's. J. &C. W. ^^^^ The Besurrection.—l Cor. xv. 20,55,56. 1 /CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day, \J Sons of men and angels say, Raise your joys and triumph.^ liigh; Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 2 Love's redeeming work is done ; Fought the tiglit, the battle, won : Lo !' the sun's eclipse is o'er ; Lo! he sets in blood no more ! 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal; Christ hath burst the gates of hell ; Death in vain forbids his rise ; Christ hath open'd Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King; Where, 0 Death, is now thy sting? Once he died our souls to save ; Where's thy victory, boastijig Grave ? 5 [Soar we now where Christ has led, Following our exalted Heasl ; Made like him, like him we rise ; Ours the cross, the grave, the skies !] 6 Hail! the Lord of earth and heaven! Praise to thee by both be given ! Thee we greet, triumphant now! Hail ! the Mesurrection thou ! 436 C. M. Hart. ChrisVs Resurrection. — ^Matt. xxviii. 2-6 EE ! from the dungeon of the dead, O Our great Deliverer rise ; While conquests wreathe his heavenly head, And glory glads his eyes. The struggling Hero, strong to save, Did all our miseries bear 270 RESTJRRECTION AND Down to the chambers of the grave, And left the burden there. 3 [See, how the well-pleas'd angel rolls The stone, and ojies the prison ! Lift up your heads, ye sin-sick souls, And sing, The Lord is risen.] 4 No more indictments justice draws; It sets the soul at large ; Our Surety undertook the cause. And we've a full discharge. 5 To save us, our Redeemer died To justify us, rose ; Where's the condemning power beside, . Has right to interpose ? 6 The Lord is risen ! thou trembling soul, Let fears no more confound ! Let heaven and earth, from pole to pole, The Lord is risen resound ! ^07 S. M. Hart ^^ • The Same.— huke xxiv. 34. 1 /CHRISTIANS, dismiss your fear ; \_J Let hope and joy succeed ; The great good news with gladness hear, The Lord is risen indeed. 2 The shades of death withdrawn. His eyes their beams display ; So wakes the sun, when rosy dawn Unbars the gates of day. 3 The promise is fulfil'd ; Salvation's work is done ; Justice with mercy 's reconcil'd, And God has rais'd his Son. 4 He quits the dark abode, From all corruptions free ; The holy, harmless Son of God Could no corruption see. 5 [Angels, with saints above. The rising Yictor sing ; And all the blissful seats of love With loud hosannas ring. 6 Ye pilgrims, too, below. Your hearts and voices raise Let every breast with gladness glow, And every mouth sing praise.] ASCENSION OF CHRIST. 271 7 My soul, tliy Savior laud, Who all thy sorrows bore : Who died for sin, but lives to God, And lives to die no more. 8 His death procur'd thy peace ; His resurrection's thine ; Rest and receive the full release ; 'Tis sign'd with blood divine. J^OQ C. M. Hart. ^^^Chi'isVs Ascension. — Luke xxiv. 51-53 1 IVTOW for a theme of thankful praise JA To tune the stammerer's tongue : Christians, your hearts and voices raise, And join the joyful song. 2 The Lord 's ascended up on high, Deck'd with resplendent Avounds : While shouts of victory rend the sky, And heaven with joy resounds. 3 See, from the regions of the dead, Through all the ethereal plains, The powers of darkness captive led— The dragon dragg'd in chains. 4 Ye eternal gates, your leaves unfold ; Receive the conquering King : Ye angels, strike your harps of gold, And, saints, triumphant sing. 5 Children, rejoice ; he died for you; For you prepares a place : His Spirit sends to guide you through, With every gift of grace. 6 His blood, which did your sins atone. For your salvation pleads ; And, seated on his Father's throne, He reigns and intercedes. AQQ 7's. Hart. ^^^ The San^e.- Acts i. 9-11. 1 TESUS, our triumphant Head, J Risen victorious from the dead, To the realms of glory gone. To ascend his rightful throne. 2 Cherubs on the Conq'ror gaze ; Seraphs glow with brighter blaze ; Each bright order of the sky Hails him as he passes by. 272 RESmiRECTION AND 3 [Saints the glorious triumph meet, See their foes beneatli liis feet ! By his scars his toils are view'd, Aud his garments roU'd in blood.] 4 [Heaven its King congratulates ; Opens wide her golden gates : Angels songs of victory sing : All the blissful regions ring.] 6 Christians, join the heavenly powers, For redemption all is ours : None but burden'd sinners prove,— Blood-bought sinners, — dying love. 6 Hail, thou dear, thou woi'thy Lord ; Hoi}' Lamb, incarnate Word! Hail, thou suttering Son of God ! Take the trophies of thy blood ! AAf) S. M. Sonnets. ttttu y/jg Ascension of Christ. 1 A ND nx)w the Savior goes, X3l The parting hour is come ; A parting blessing he bestows, Then m.ounts triumphant home ! 2 With easy flight he soars Beyond our feeble ken ; Unfold, unfold, ye heavenly doors, And let the Savior in. 3 'Tis Jesus from the dead, Who lives to die no more ! Bow down, ye gates, your lofty head, And hail him, and adore ! 4 Now girt with glory 'round, With praises ever blest. Our king on Zion's hill is crown'd, Where none can break his rest. 5 He sits and rules on high. And sends his heralds forth — AVho nui to raise a gospel-cr_y. And spread his fame on earth. AAl S.M. Sonnets. '±-tX rpj^Q Eesini'ection of Christ. 1 TTX vain the scaled cave, I In vain the l?oman guard; My Lord will quit his silent grave Just at the time prepar'd. ASCENSION OP CimiST. 273 2 An earthquake tells the hour, Of Jesus' second birth ; An angel opes tlie prison door, And lo ! he t^pringeth forth ! 3 All hail, my risen Lord, Triumphant Savior now ! Sin, death, and hell, with one accord Before thy footstool how. 4 The fight is bravely fought, The work is nobly done ; A full salvation thou hast wrought. And endless honors won. 5 Oh. bid thy little flock Tlieir risen Lord pursue Gaze after him with wishful look, And warm affections too. 6 Instruct the saints below To seek the things above — And soaring upwards, sweetly grow In light and heavenly love. 442 . C. M. AVatts. The Death and Resurrection of Christ. SET the Lord befoi-e my face, ' He bears my courage up, iMy heart and tongue their joys express, ' My flesh shall rest in hope. 2 ' My spirit. Lord, thou wilt not leave ' Where souls departed are ; ' Nor quit my body in the grave ' To see corruption there. 3 ' Thou wilt reveal the path of life, ' And raise me to thj" throne ; ' Thy courts immortal pleasure give, ' Thy presence joys unknown.' 4 [Thus in the name of Christ, the Lord, The holy David sung, And Providence fulfils the word Of his prophetic tongue. 5 Jesus, whom everj' saint adores, VN'as crucified and slain ; Behold the tomb its prey restores, Behold, he lives again! 6 When shall my feet arise and stand Ou heaven's eternal hills 1 274 RESURRECTION AND There sits the Son at God's right hand, And there the Father smiles.] AAO C. M. Watts. J--'-^ The Resurrection and Ascension of Christ. 1 TTOSANNAto the Prince of Light'. XX That cloth'd himself in clay, Enter'd the iron gates of death, And tore the bars away. 2 Death is no more the king of dread Since our Immanuel rose, He took the tyrant's sting away, And spoil'd our hellish foes. 3 See how the Conqueror mounts aloft, And to his Father flies, With scars of honor in his flesh, And triumph in his eyes. 4 There our exalted Savior reigns, And scatters blessings down. Our Jesus fills the middle seat Of the celestial throne. 6 [Raise 3'^our devotion, mortal tongues To reach his bless'd abode, Sweet be the accents of your songs To our incarnate God. 6 Bright angels, like your loudest strings. Your sweetest voices raise. Let heaven and all created things Sound our Immanuel's praise. AAA CM. Watts ■^-^^Hope of heaven by the Resurrection of Christ, 1 Pet. i. 3-5. 1 T)LESS'D be the everlasting God, I> The Father of our Lord, Be his abounding mercy prais'd. His majesty ador'd. 2 When from the dead he rals'd his Son, And call'd him to the sky, He gave our souls a lively hope That they should never die. 3 What though our inbred sins require Our flesh to see the dust ! Yet as the Lord our Savior rose So all his followers must. ASCENSION OF CHRIST. 275 4 There's an inheritance divine Reserv'd against tliat day, 'Tis uncorruptcd, undetird, And cannot waste away. 5 Saints by the power of God are kept Till the salvation come ; We walk by faith as strangers here Till Chi-ist shall call us home. A A ^ L.M. Watts. -^-^^ Ghrisfs Ascension, and the Gift of the Spirit. 1 T ORD, when thou didst ascend on high, I J Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky; Those heavenly guards around thee wait. Like chariots that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there ; While he pronounc'd his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 HoAV bright the triumph none can tell. When the rebellious powers of hell That thousand souls had captive made, Were all in chains like captives led. 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He sent the promis'd Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. A i a L. M. W^atts. -^-^^GhrisVs dying, rising, and reigning^ Luke xvii. 27, 29, 44-46 ; Matt, xxvii. 50, 57, xxviii. 6, &c. "E dies ! the friend of sinners dies! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around A solemn darkness veils the skies, A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two For him who groan'd beneath your load ; He shed a thousand drops for you, A thousand drops of richer blood. 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree, The Lord of Glory dies for men ! But lo ! what sudden jo^'s we see, Jesus the dead revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! The tomb in vain forbids his rise : 276 KESTTRRECTION AND Cliernhic legions guard him home, And shout liiui welcome to the skies. 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high our great Deliverer reigns ; iSing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell. And led the monster Death, in chains. G Saj'' ' Live for ever, wondrous King! * Born to redeem, and strong to save ;' Then ask the monster, ' Where's thy sting?' And, ' Whei'e's thy victory, boasting gave ?' AA7 L. M. Watts. ^^^ ' OhrisVs Sufferings and Glory. 1 ^VrOW for a tune of lofty praise ±^ To great Jehovah's equal Son! AAvake, my voice, in heavenly lays, Tell loud the wonders he dath done. 2 Sing how he left the worlds of light, And the bright robes he wore above, How swift and joyful was his flight On wings of everlasting love. 3 [Down to this base, this sinful earth He came to raise his members high ! He came t' atone almighty wrath ; Jesus, our Lord, was born to die. 4 Hell and its lions roar'd around. His precious blood the monsters spilt. While w^eighty sorrows press'd him down Large as the loads of all our guilt.] 5 Deep in the shades of gloomy death Th' almighty Captive prisoner lay, Th" almighty Captive left the earih And rose to everlasting day. C Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light, Up to the throne of shining grace. See what "immortal glories sit Round the sweet beauties of his face. 7 Amongst a thousand harps and songs Jesus the God exalted reigns. His sacred name fills all their tongues, And echoes through the heavenly plains ! A A O '^ C. M. Watts. ^^^OhriaVs Medialorial Kingdom; or, his divine and human uSfalure, 1 "UEAR Aviiat the Lord in vision said, And make his mercy known ; ASCENSION OF CHRIST. 277 • Zion, behold thy help is laid ' On my almighty Son. 2 ' Behold the man my wisdom chose * Among yom' mortal race ; ' Hi^ head m}' holy oil o'evflows, ' The Spirit of my grace. 3 ' High shall he reign on David's throne, ' M}'' people's better King; ' My arm shall beat his rivals down, ' And still new subjects bring. i ' My truth shall guard him in his way, ' With mercy by his side, ' "Wliile in my name through earth and sea ' He shall in triumph ride. 5 ' Me for his Father and his God ' He shall for ever own, * Call me his rock, his high abode, ' And I'll support my Son. 6 * My first-born Son array' d in gi'ace ' At my right hand shall sit ; ' Beneath. him angels know their i^lace, ' And monarchs at his feet. 7 ' My covenant stands for ever fast, ' My promises are strong ; ' Firm as the heavens his throne shall last, ' His seed endure as long.' A IQ S. M. Watta. ^^^ The Gospel Day. 1 TTTELCOME, sweet day of rest, T V That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 The King himself comes near. And feasts his saints to-day, Here may we sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day amidst the place. Where my dear God'hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this. And sit and sing herself away To everlasting bliss. 278 BESURRECTION AND Tct^ \j iji^Q Besurrection and Ascension. 1 A NGELS ! roll the rock away ! jLjL Death yield up thy mighty prey ! See ! he rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. 2 'Tis the Savior ! angels I'aise Fame's eternal trump of praise ! Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes Now to glory see him rise. In long triumph up the sky — Up to waiting worlds on high. 4 Heaven displays her portals wide ! Glorious Hero, through them ride ! King of Glory ! mount the throne, — Thy great Father's and thy own. 5 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs ! Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ! Shout, 0 earth, in rapturous song, Let the strains be sweet and strong ! 6 Every note with wonder swell, Sin o'erthrown, and captive hell ! Where is hell's once dreaded king ? Where, 0 death ! thy mortal sting ? AK~\ L. M. Watts. ^*^ -*- C/irisi's Besurrection a Pledge of ours. 1 TXr^E^ I the holy grave survey, VV Where once my Savior deign'd to lie, I see fulfill'd what prophets say, And all the power of death defy. 2 This empty tomb shall now proclaim How weak thfe bands of conqiier'd death : Sweet pledge, that all who trust liis name Shall rise, and draw immortal breath! 3 [Our Surety, freed, declares us free, For whose offences he was seiz'd : In his release our own we see. And shout to view Jehovah pleas'd.] 4 Jesus, once number'd with the dead, Unseals his eyes to sleep no more ; And ever lives their cause to plead, For whom the pains of death he bore. 452 ASCENSION OF CHRIST. 279 6 Thy risen Lord, my soul, behold ! See the rich diadem he wears ! Thou too shalt bear an harp of gold, To crown thy joy when he appears. 6 Though in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My flesh for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. L. M. Wesley. ChrisVs Ascension. — Ps. xxiv. 7. 1 /^UR Lord is risen from the dead ; V^ Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are captive led^ Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; ' Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates; * Ye evei'lasting doors, give way !' 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene ; He claims those mansions as his right : Receive the King of Glory in. 4 ' Who is the King of Glory, who ?' The Lord that all his foes o'ercame ; The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew; And Jesus is the Conqueror's name. 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits. And angels chant the solemn lay : ' Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates ! ' Ye everlasting doors, give way !' 6 ' Who is the King of Glory, who V The Lord, of boundless power possess'd, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever bless'd. AKQ L. M. Mrs. A. Steele. tteJ fJ rpj^Q Exalted Savior. 1 "VTOW let us raise our cheerful strains, JAI And join the blissful choir above ; There our exalted Savior reigns. And there they sing his wondrous love. 2 ^V^lile seraphs tune tlie immortal song, Oh, may we feci the sacred flame ; And every heart, and every tongue. Adore the Savior's glorious name ! 454 280 RESURRECTION AND 3 Jesns, who once upon the tree In agonizing pains expir'cl ; Who died for rebels — yes, 'tis he ! How bright ! how lovely ! how admir'd ! 4 Jesus, who died that we might live, Died in the wretched traitor's place ; Oh, what returns can mortals give For such immeasurable grace ? 5 Were universal nature ours. And art, with all their boasted store, Nature and art, with all their powers, Would still confess the offering poor ! fi Yet though for bounty so divine We ne'er can equal honors raise ; Dear Jesus, may our hearts be thine. And all our tongues proclaim thy praise ! 8's& 7's. Rippon'ftCol. Christ Enthroned and Worshijyj'cd. 'ARK ! ten thousand harps and voices Sound the note of praise above — Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices : Jesus reigns the God of love : See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; Lord of life — thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth : When we think of love like thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 3 King of Glory, reign for ever — TJiine's an everlasting crown : Nothing from tliy love shall sever Thdse whom thou hast made thine own ; Happy objects of thy grace, Destiu'd to behold thy face. 4 Savior, hasten thine appearing ; Bring — oh bring the glorious day. When, the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away : Then, with golden harpsi, we'll sing — ' Glory, glory to our King.' J^r.-t L. M. Mrs. Steele. tttJO ji/jg Zntercession of Christ. — Heb. vii. 25. 1 XTS lives ! the great Redeemer lives ! (What joy the blest assurance gives !) ASCENSION OP CHRIST. 281 And now, before his Father, God, Pleads the full merit of his blood. 2 liepeated crimes awake our fears, And justice, arm'd with frowns, appears ; But in the Savior's lovely face, Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 3 Hence, then, ye black, despairing thoughts! Above our fears, above our faults His powerful intercessions rise. And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 4 In every dark, distressful hour. When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart, That Jesus bears us on his heart. 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend — On him our humble hopes depend ; Our cause can never, never fail. For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. INTERCESSIOX OF CHRIST. A^a CM. Toplady. ^'-^^Chrisfs Intercession Prevalent. — John xvii. 24. 1 A WAKE, sweet gratitude ! and sing XjL"Th' ascended Savior's love ; Sing how he lives to carry on His people's cause above. 2 With cries and tears he offer'd up His humble suit below ; But with authority he asks, Enthron'd in glory now. 3 For all that come to God by him, Salvation he demands ; Points to their names upon his breast, And spreads his wounded hands. 4 His sweet atoning sacrifice Gives sanction to his claim : ' Father, I will that all my saints ' Be with me where I am : 6 ' By thy salvation, recompense ' The sorrows I endur'd ; 282 INTERCESSION OF CHRIST. * Just to the merits of thy Son, * And faithful to thy word.' 6 Eternal life, at his request, To every saint is given ; Safety below, and after death, The plenitude of heaven. 7 [Founded on right, thy prayer avails ; The Father smiles on thee ; And now thou in thy kingdom art, Dear Lord, remember me. 8 Let the much incense of thy prayer Tn my behalf ascend ; And, as its virtue, so my praise Shall never, never end.] A^J S.M. Watts ^^ * ChrisVs Intercession. 1 "TXrELL, the Redeemer's gone VV T' appear before our God, To sprinkle o'er the flaming throne With his atoning blood. 2 No fiery vengeance now. No burning wrath comes down ; If justice galls for sinners' blood, The Savior shows his own. 3 Before his Father's eye Our humble suit he moves. The Father lays his thunder by. And looks, and smiles, and loves. 4 Now may our joyful tongues Our Maker's honor sing, Jesus the Priest receives our songs, And bears them to the King. 5 [We bow before his face, And sound his glories high, * Hosanna to the God of grace * That lays his thunder by.] 6 ' On earth thy mercy reigns, ' And triumphs all above ;' But, Lord, how weak are mortal strains To speak immortal love ! 7 [How jarring and how low Are all the notes we sing ! Dear Savior, tune our songs anew. And they shall please the King.] INTERCESSION OF CHRIST. 283 ^^-'^Ohrisfs Intercession typifiedby AavoiCs Breastplate. — Exodus xxviii. 29. 1 'VTOW let our cheerful eyes survey Xl Our great High-Priest above, And celebrate his constant care And sympathetic love. 2 Tiiough rais'd to a superior throne, Where angels bow around, And high o'er all the shining train. With matchless honors crown'd ; 3 The names of all his saints he bears Deep graven on his heart ; Nor shall the meanest Christian say That he hath lost his part. 4 Those chai-acters shall fair abide, Our everlasting trust. When gems, and monuments, and crowns Are moulder'd down to dust. 5 So, gracious Savior ! on my breast May thy dear name be worn, — A sacred ornament and guard. To endless ages borne ! J_wq C. M. Doddridge. ^'-^^ ChrisVs Admonition to Peter under ap- proaching Trials, and Intercession for him. Luke xxii. 31, 32. 1 "TTOW keen the tempter's malice is ! XJL How artful and how great ! Though not one grain shall be destroy'd, Yet will he sift the wheat. 2 But God can all his power control. And gather in his chain ; And, where he seems to triumph most, The captive souls regain. 3 There is a Shepherd, kind and strong, Still watchful for his sheep : Nor shall tli' infernal lion rend Whom he vouchsafes to keep. 4 Bless'd Jesus ! Intercede for us, That we may fall no more : 0 raise us when we prostrate lie, And comfort lost, restore. 6 Thy secret energy impart. That faith may never fail ; 284 THE PROMISES. But midst whole showers of fiery darts, That temper'd shield prevail. 6 Secur'd ourselves by grace divine, We'll watch our brethren too ; And, taught their frailty by our own, Our care of them renew. AfXCi 7's. Sonnets ^^^ Jesus Allin All. 1 XESUS is the chiefest good, pj He hath sav'd us by his blood, Let us value nought but him. Nothing else deserves esteem. 2 Jesus, when stern justice said, " Man his life hath forfeited. Vengeance follows by decree, *"' Cried, " Inflict it all on me." 3 Jesus gives us life and peace, Faith, and love, and holiness; Ev'ry blessing, great or small, Clirist for us secur'd them all. 4 Jesus therefore let us own. And exalt his name alone, For he hath our sins forgiv'n, And uow pleads for us in heav'n. 461 THE PROMISES. C. M. Watts. The Faithfulness of God in his Promises. EdIN, ni)^ tongue, some heavenly theme, And speak some boundless thing, Tlie mighty works, or mightier name Of our eternal King. Tell of his wondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad, Sing the sweet promise of his grace. And the performing God. Proclaim " salvation from the Lord, " For wretched, dying men;" His hand has writ tiie sacred word With an immortal pen. THE PRO?JISES. 285 i Enccrav'd as in eternal brass Tlic niij^hty promise shines ; Nor can the powers of darkness 'rase Those everlasting lines. 5 [lie that can dash whole worlds to deaths And make them when he please, He speaks, and that almighty breatli Fulfils his great decrees. 6 His very word of grace is strong As tliat wliich built the skies, The voice tliat rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises. 7 He said, " Let the wide heaven be spread," And heaven was stretcli'd abroad ; " Abrah'm, I'll be thy God," he said. And he was Abrab'm's God. 8 0, might I hear thine heavenly tongue But whisper, " Thou art mine," Those gentle words should I'aise my song To notes almost divine. 9 How would my leaping heart rejoice And think my heaven secure ! I'd trust the all-creating voice, And faith desires no more.] Aft^ L.M. 'Watts. ^^-'The Ti'ulh of God the Promiscr ; or, the Promises are our Security. 1 T) RAISE, everlasting praise be paid jL To him who earth's foundation laid ; Praise to the God v.iiose strong decrees Sway the creation as he please. 2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord AVho rules his people by his word. And there as strong as his decrees He sets his kindest promises. 3 [Firm are the words his prophets give,- Sweet words on which his children live : Each of them is the voice of God, Who spake and spread the skies abroad. 4 Each of them powerful as that sound That bid the new-made Avorld go round ; And stronger than the solid poles On which the wheel of nature rolls.] 5 Whence then should doubts and fears arise? Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes ? 286 THE PROMISES. Slowly, alas, our mind receives The comforts that our Maker gives. 6 0 for a strong, a lasting faith. To credit what th' Almighty saith ! T' embrace the message of his Son, And call the joys of heaven our own. 7 Then should the earth's old pillars shake, And all the wheels of nature break. Our steady souls "would fear no more Tlian solid rocks when billows roar. 8 Our everlasting hopes arise Al)ove the rulnable skies. Where the eternal Builder reigns, And his own court his power sustains. Af\^ L. M. Cowper. ^^^ Jehovah- ShamiTieh ; or, the Lord isUiere. Ezekiel xlviii. 35. IAS birds their infant brood protect,* jLjL And spread their wings to shelter them, Thus saith the Lord to his elect, ' Thus will I guard Jerusalem.' 2 And what then is Jerusalem, This object of Jehovah's care ? What is its worth in God's esteem ? Who built it ? who inhabits there ? 3 Jehovah founded it in blood. The blood of his incarnate Son ; There dwell the saints, once foes to God, Tiie sinners whom he calls his own. 4 There, though beseig'd on every side, Yei much belov'd and guarded well ; From age to age she has defied The utmost rage of earth and hell. 6 Let earth repent, and hell despair, This city has a sure defence ; Her name is call'd. The Lord is There, And who has power to drive him thence ? *Isaiah xxi. 5. 464 SALVATION BY GRACE. 287 SALVATION BY GRACE. lO's & 11 's. Hart. Free Grace. — Rom. xi. 6. 1 "VT'E children of God, in Jesus, his Son, 1 Redeem'd by his blood, and with him made-one ; This union with wonder and rapture be seen, Which nothing shall sunder, without or within. 2 This pardon, this peace, which none can destroy, This treasure of grace, this heavenly joy, The worthless may crave it; it always comes free ; The vilest may have it — 'twas given to iixe ! 3 'Tis not for good deeds, good tempers, nor frames ; From grace it proceeds, and all is the Lamb's: No goodness, no fitness, expects he from us ; This I can well witness, for none could be worse. 4 Sick sinner, expect no balm but Christ's blood; Thy own works reject — the bad and the good; None ever miscarry that on him rely. Though filthy as Mary,* Manasseh, or I. ACi^ 7,6,8. Toplady. ^^*J Eedeeming Blood. — 1 John i. 7. 1 T ET the world their virtue boast, I J And works of righteousness, I, a wretch undone and lost. Am freely saved by grace. Take me. Savior, as I am. And let me lose my sins in thee : Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 2 Full of truth and grace thou art. And here is all my hope ; False and foul as hell, my heart To thee I offer up. Thou wast given to redeem My soul from all iniquity ; [Friend, &c, *Mary Magdalene. 288 8ALVATI0N BY GRACE. 3 Nothing have T, Lord, to pay, Nor can I thy grace procure ; Empty send nie not away, For I, thou knowst, am poor. Dust and ashes is my name, Mv all is sin and misery ; [Friend, &c. Af(f\ 7's. Adams. ^^^ Salvation by Christ— I Cor. i. 27-30. 1 T>LESSED Jesus ! thee we sing ; J3 Thou of life, the eternal spring ; Thou art worthy, thou alone ; Thou the Rock, and Coruer-Stone. 2 'Tis from thee salvation flows : This the ransom'd sinner knows : Thou, O Christ, art all his plea, When he sees his poverty. 3 None shall glory in thy sight. Of their labors e'er so bright: All who 're taught by thee shall know Living faith from God must flow. 4 Grace shall be our lovely theme ; Free redemption ! glorious scheme ; This will be the song above — Praise to Jesus' bleeding love. A(\7 L- M. Sonnets. ^^ * Calling. ^XCE, as the friend of sinners dear, A man of sorrows sojouru'd here ; Eternal love ordaiu'd it so, That through Samaria he must go. 2 But what could his dear feet incline, Unless compell'd by love diviue. From whence salvation's blessings flow, That he must through Samaria go. 3 There, wand'ring from the fold of God, He saw the purchase of his blood ; And o'er this wretch, to lust a slave, Did sov'reign grace her banner wave. 4 Herein discriminating grace Shone with a bright refulgent blaze ; While dead in sin ten thousands lie, Grace brought this rebel harlot nigh. 6 Rous'd from her fond delusive dream, As Israel's God she worship'd him ; Drank of that living water pure, That shall to 6udless years endure. SALVATION BY GRACE. 289 6 This object of eternal love, Ordain'd to fill a throne above, Shall in the s^ospel annals shine, And prove election all divine. An O C. M. Sonnets. ^^^ Jesus seeking the Lost Sheep. 1 X>EHOLD tlie Shepherd's tender cave, Jt) Toward the sheep that strays ; Thronghout the desert, waste and bare, He tracks its wand'ring ways. 2 So Jesus, whilst he sojourn'd here, Amidst this waste of sin : 'Tis said, " He travel'd far and near, . And sought his sheep therein." 3 To save from everlasting wo An object of his care. Behold him through Samaria go ; A sheep had straggled there. 4 Though she insults him to his face, It matter'd not to him ; Her name was found amongst that race That Jesus must redeem. 6 Amidst this flock, beloved of God, Mannasseh we behold. And, tho' his fleece was stain'd with blood, He brought him to the fold. G Yea, from the very dregs of sin. Shall grace her trophies wave ; And each eternal life shall win, Whom God ordain'd to save. A_C\C\ CM. Sonnets. ^±\JO Boasting Excluded. 1 XX all the acts of sov'reign grace I Jehovah can display. Free grace alone exalted is, And boasting done away. 2 Since creature-deeds can't gain the crown, Nor purchase heaven for men, Merit must sink for ever down ; And where is boasting then? 3 'Tis by the cross of Jesus laid. Where sinners ought to lie ; No more to lift its hateful head, The grace of God to buy. 10 290 SALVATION BY GRACE. 4 From sin to God could sinners turn, And make tlieir natures clean ; Then incense to their shrine should burn, And Christ had died in vain. 5 But where the sov'reign grace of God Shall set the guilty free, His only hope is Jesus' blood, The worst of sinners he. 6 Thus grace triumphant keeps the throne, Witlaout a rival there ; While mercy sliines in Christ alone In rays divinely clear. 470 8. 8. 6. Sonnets. The Blind and Lame. 1 "IXrHEISr Jesus would his grace proclaim, VV He calls the simple, blind or lame. To come and be his guest ; Such simple folks the world despise. Yet simple folks have sharpest eye^, And learn to walk the best. 2 They view the want of Jesus' Wght, Of Jesus' blood, and Jesus' might, Which others cannot view ; They walk in Christ, the living way, And fight, and win the well-fought day, Which others cannot do. 3 The simple have a child-like soul, Go hand in hand to Jesus' school. And take the lowest place ; Their only wish is Christ to know. To love him well, and trust him too, And feed upon his grace. 4 They all declare, I nothing am, My life is bound up in the Lamb, My wit and might are his. My worth is all in Jesus found, He is my rock, my anchor's ground. And all my hope of bliss. 6 Such simple soul I fain would be, The scorn of man, the joy of thee. The parlor guest and friend, Do make me. Lord, a little child, Right simple-hearted, meek, and mild, And loving to the end. SALVATION BY GUACE. 291 47-1 CM. Watts. 1 QALVATION! 0 the joyful sound! lO 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sovereign balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay, But we arise bj' grace divine, To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation! let the echo fly " The spacious earth around, While ail the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. A 79 CM. Watts. t: d '^Condescending Grace. — Ps. cxxxviii. 6. 1 "TXrHEN the Eternal bows the skies \ V To visit earthly things, • Witli scorn divine he turns his eyes From towers of haughty kings. 2 He bids his awful chariot roll Far downward to the skies, To visit every humble soul, With pleasure in his eyes. 3 Why should the Lord that reigns above, Disdain so lofty kings ! Say, Lord, and why such looks of love, Upon such worthless things ! 4 MortaJs, be dumb ; what creature dares Dispute his awful will ? Ask no account of his affairs, But tremble and be still. 5 Just like his nature is his grace, All sovereign and all free ; Great God, how searchless are thy ways! How deep thy judgments be ! A7^ LM. Watts. ^ * ^-^ Salvalion by Grace in Christ.-2 Tim. i. 9. 1 1\T0W to the power of God supreme, J^l Be everlasting honors given. He saves from hell, (we bless his name,) He calls our wandering feet to heaven. 2 Not for our duties or deserts, But of his own abounding grace, 292 SALVATION BY GRACE. He works salvation in our hearts, And forms a people for bis praise. 3 'Tvvas his own purpose tliat began To )'escue rebels doom'd to die ; He gave us grace in Christ his Son, Before he spread the starry sky. 4 Jesus the Lord appears at last, And makes his Father's counsels known, Declares the great transactions past, And brings immortal blessings down, 6 He dies ; and in that dreadful night Did all the powers of hell destroy ; llising he brought our heaven to light, And took possession of the joy. A.7A. C. M. Stennett, ■^ * -^The converted T/iief.— Luke xxiii. 42. 1 A S on the cross the Savior hung, J\_ And wept, and bled, and died, He pour'd salvation on a wretch ♦ That languish'd at his side. 2 His crimes, with inward grief and shame. The penitent confess'd ; Then turn'd his dying eyes to Christ, And thus his prayer address'd : 3 * Jesus, thou Son and heir of heaven! ' Thou spotless Lamb of God ! ' I see thee bath'd in sweat and tears, ' And weltering in thy blood. 4 ' Yet quickly, from these scenes of wo, ' In triumph thou shalt rise, * Burst through the gloomy shades of death, ' And shine above the skies. 5 * Amid the glories of that world, ' Dear Savior, think on me, * And in the vict'ries of thy death ' Let me a sharer be.' 6 His prayer the dying Jesus hears And instantly replies, — * To-day thy parting soul shall be ' With me in Paradise.' 475 L. M. Eippon'sCol. ■*- * ^Hitman Bighteousnefis insiifficient to justifij. — Micah vi. 6-8. 1 TTTHEREwiTH, O Lord, shall T draw near, W Or bow myself before thy face ? SALVATION BY GRACE. . 293 How, in thy purer eyes appear ? What shall I bring to gain thy grace ? Will gifts delight the Lord Most High ? AVill multiplied oblations please ? Thousands of rams his favor buy ? Or slaughter'd millions e'er appease? Can these assuage the wrath of God ? Can these wash out my guilty stain ? Rivers of oil, or seas of blood? — Alas ! they all must flow in vain. What have I then wherein to trust ? I nothing have, I nothing am ; Excluded is my every boast, My glory swallow'd up in shame. Guilty, I stand before thy face ; My sole desert is hell and wrath : 'Twere just the sentence should take place: But, Oh ! I plead my Savior's death! I plead the merits of thy Son, Who died for sinners on the tree ; I plead his righteousness alone, 0 put the spotless robe on me ! 476 S. M. Stennett. The Leper healed. — Matt. viii. 2, 3. BEHOLD the lep'rous Jew, Oppress'd with pain and grief, Pouring his tears at Jesus' feet For pity and relief. ' 0 speak the word,' he cries, ' And heal me of my pain : * Lord, thou art able, if thou wilt, ' To make a leper clean.' Compassion moves his heart, He speaks the gracious Av^ord ; The leper feels his strength return, And all his sickness cur'd. To thee, dear Lord, I look, Sick of a worse disease ; Sin is my painful malady, And none can give me ease. But thy Almighty grace Can heal my lep'rous soul: 0 bathe me in thy precious blood, And that will make me whole. 294: SALVATION CV GRACE. 477 CM. Doddridge. -*- * ' 0 Lord, say unto my soul, 'I am thy Salvation.'' — Psalm xxxv. 3. 1 QALVATION !— Oli, melodious sound lO To wretched dying men ! Salvation that from God proceeds, And leads to God again. 2 Rcscu'd from bell's eternal gloom, From fiends, and fires, and chains; Eais'd to a paradise of bliss, ^Yhere love triumphant reigns ! 3 But may a poor bewilder'd soul. Sinful and weak as mine, Presume to raise a trembling eye To blessings so divine. 4 The lustre of so bright a bliss My feeble heart o'erbears ; But unbelief almost perverts The promise into tears. 5 My Savior-God, no voice but thine These dying hopes can raise : Speak thy salvation to my soul, And turn my prayer to praise. 4_7Q L. M. Stennett. ^ ' ^ Happy in the Salvation of GorL-Fa xlvi.4 1 yXDULGEXT God ! to Thee I raise I My spirit fraught witi; joy and praise : Grateful I bow before thy throne, My debt of mercy there to own. 2 Piivers descending, Lord, from Thee, Perpetual glide to solace me : Their varied virtues to rehearse, Demands an everlasting verse. 3 And yet there is, beyond the rest. One stream — the widest and the best — Salvation! Lo, the purple flood Rolls rich with my Redeemer's blood. 4 I taste — delight succeeds to wo ; I bathe — no waters cleanse me so : Such joy and purity to share, I would remain enraptur'd there, — 5 Till death shall give this soul to know The fulness sought in vain below ; The fulness of that boundless sea Whence flow'd the river down to me. SALVATION BY GRACE. 295 6 My soul, with sucli a scene in view, Bids mortal joys a glad adieu ; Nor dreads a few chastising woes Sent with such love — so soon to close. A7Q 8.8.6s. Ebenezer. -*- * ^ The Building of Mercy complete. 1 Peter ii. 5. 1 "1 XTHEN Mercy's Building to comi^lcte, VV Which Jiell nor sin could e'er defeat, The topmost stone shall rise ; Then shouting grace, the blood-wash'd throng, Of every tribe, and every tongue, Shall echo through the skies. 2 Then shall the church, while seraphs gaze. Outshine the sun's mei'idian blaze, in her divine array ; While grace, eternity along, Shall sound in high, immortal song. That sweet, harmonious lay. 3 Founded in grace, for ever sure, This glorious fabric shall endure When time its race has run ; Cemented with a Savior's blood. Who for his saints the wine-press trod, In mystic union one. 4 In God's great will the scheme was laid. Before his hands the mountains weigh'd, Or spread the unknown seas ; Then did his arms of love embrace A seed, elect, a chosen race. His glorious grace to praise. AQCi CM. Newton. ^'^^ Salvation, 1 QALVATION! what a glorious plan, lO How suited to our need ! The grace that raises fallen man Is wonderful indeed ! 2 'Twas wisdom form'd the vast design, To ransom us when lost; And love's unfathomable mine Provided all the cost. 3 Strict Justice, with approving look, The holy covenant seal'd ; And Truth and Power undertook The whole should be fullil'd. 296 SALVATION BY GRACE. 4 Truth, Wisdom, Justice, Power, and Love, In all their glor}' shone. When Jesus left the courts above, And died to save his own. 5 Truth, Wisdom, Justice, Power, and Love, Are equally displayed ; Now Jesus reigns enthron'd above, Our Advocate and Head. 6 Now sin appears deserving death, Most hateful and abhorr'd ; And yet the sinner lives by faith. And dares approach the Lord. AO-] C. M. Newton. ^^-'- JReigning Grace. 1 IVrO^^j niay the Lord reveal his face, J3l And teach our stamm'ring tongues To make his sovereign, reigning grace,* The subject of our songs ! No sweeter subject can invite A sinner's heart to sing. Or more display the glorious right Of our exalted King. 2 This subject fills the starry plains With wonder, joy, and love ; And furnishes the noblest strains For all the harps above : While the redeem'd in praise combine To grace upon the throne, f Angels in solemn chorus join. And make the theme their own. 3 Grace reigns to pardon crimson sins. To melt the hardest hearts ; And from the work it once begins,:}: It never more departs. The world and Satan strive in vain Against the chosen few ;§ Secur'd by grace's conq'ring reign, They all shall conquer too. 4 Grace tills the soil, and sows the seeds, Provides the sun and rain ; Till from the tender blade proceeds The ripen'd harvest-grain. 'Twas grace that call'd our souls at first; By grace thus far we're come ; *Rom. V. 21. tRev. v. 9. 12. :}:Phil. i. 6. §Rom. viii. 35-39. SALVATION BY GRACE. 297 And grace will help us through the worst, And lead us safely home. 6 Lord, when this changing life is past, If we may see thy face, How shall we praise and love at last, And sing the reign of grace !* Yet let us aim, while here below, Thy mercy to display ; And own, at least, the debt we owe, Although we cannot pay. J_Q9 C. M. Newton. ^^-'^ The Thaw. 1 nnHE ice and snow we lately saw, 1 Which cover'd all the ground, Are melted soon before the thaw. And can no more be found. 2 Could all the art of man suffice To move away the snow. To clear the rivers from the ice. Or make the waters flow? 3 No, 'tis the work of God alone ; An emblem of the power By which he melts the heart of stone In his appointed hour. 4 All outward means, till he appears, Will ineflectual prove ; Though much the sinner sees and hears He cannot learn to love. 6 But let the stoutest sinner feel The soft'uing Avarmth of grace, Though hard as ice, or rocks, or steel, His heart dissolves apace. 6 Seeing the blood which Jesus spilt. To save his soul from woe. His hatred, unbelief, and guilt, All melt away like snow. 7 Jesus, we in thy name entreat, Reveal thy gracious arm ; And grant thy Spirit's kindly heat, Our frozen hearts to warm. J_QO 8. 7. Montgomery. ^0 MY soul ! with all thy powers, Bless the Lord's most holy name ; *Psalm cxY. 1. 298 SALVATION BY GRACE. O my soul ! till life's last hours, Bless the Lord, his praise proclaim : Tliiue infirmities he lieal'd ; He thy peace and pardon seal'd. 2 He with loving-kindness crown'd thee, Satisfi'd tliy mouth with good ; From the snares of deatli unbound thee, Eagle-like thy j'outh renew'd : Kich in tender mercy He, Slow to wrath, to favor free. 3 He will not retain displeasure. Though awhile he hide his face ; Nor his God-like bounty measure By our merit, but his grace : As the heaven the earth transcends, Over us his care extends. 4 Far as east and west are parted, He our sins hath sever'd thus : As a father, loving-hearted, Spares his son. He spareth us ; For He knows our feeble frame, He remembers whence we came. 5 Mark the field-flower, where it groweth, Frail and beautiful ; — anon. When the south-wind softly bloweth, Look again, — the flower is gone ! Such is man ; his honors pass. Like the glory of the grass. 6 From eternity, enduring To eternity, — the Lord, Still his people's bliss insuring, Keeps his covenanted word ; Yea, with trutli and righteousness, Children's children He will bless. 7 As in heaven, his throne and dwelling, King on earth he holds his sway ; Angels ! ye in strength excelling, Bless the Lord, his voice obey ; All his works beneath the pole. Bless the Lord, with thee, mj' soul ! ^Q/f L. M. Montgomery. 1 QERVANTS of God ! in joyful lays lO Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise; His glorious name let all adore, From age to age, for evermore. GRACE. 299 Blest be that namo, supremely blest, From the suu'h rising to its rest ; Above the heavens his power is known, Througli all the earth his goodness shown. Who is like God ? — so great, so high. He bows Himself to view the sky, And yet, with condescending grace, Looks down upon the human race. He hears the uncomplaining moan Of those who sit and weep alone ; He lifts the mourner from the dust. And saves the poor in him that trust. Servants of God! in joyful lays Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise ; His saving name let all adore. From age to age, for evermoi'e. GEACE. AQ.^ L-M- Brewer. •±0 Faith.-2 Fet. i. I. lAITH ! 'tis a precious grace, Where'er it is bestow'd; It boasts of a celestial birth, And is the gift of God. Jesus it owns a King, An all-atoning Priest; It claims no merit of its own, But looks for all in C!)rist. To him it leads the soul, "When flll'd with deep distress ; Flics to the fountain of his blood, And trusts his rfghteousncss. Since 'tis thy work alone, And that divinely free, Come, Holy Spirit, and make known The power of faith in me. CM. Watts. Faith the Evidence of Things unseen. Heb. xi. FAITH is the brightest evidence Of things beyond our sight ; Breaks through the clouds of flesh and sense, And dwells in heavenly light. 509 FAITH. 813 2 It sets time past in present view Brings distant prospects home, Of things a thousand 3'ears ago, Or thousand years to come. 3 B}' faith we know the worlds were made By God's almighty word : Abra'm, to unknown countries led, By faith obey'd the Lord. 4 He sought a city fair and high, Built by the eternal hands ; And faith assures us, though we die, That heavenly building stands. KT A CM. Gadsby'sCol. tJ±\j Origin and Acts of Faith. — Heb. xii. 2. 1 TT^AITH owes its birth to sovereign grace, Jj And lives beneath the tlirone, Where grace maintains her dwelling-place. And reigns supreme alone. 2 [Faith yields to grace the glory due, Xor dares assume her place ; But owns all doctrine must be true, That springs from sovereign grace.] 3 The precious cleansing blood of Christ Is a delightful theme : When faith is lifted up the highest, She sings of none but him. 4 Faith owns the sceptre througli the cross. And yields obedience true ; Counts all things else but earth and dross, To keep the Lamb in view. 5 To live upon his precious death Is faith's div'ine repast ; • The language of his dying breath, "See, how she holds it fast !" 6 Faith views him dead upon the tree ; Then buried in the grave ; And waits around the tomb, to see Him rise with power to save. 7 Then to the Mount of Olives go ; There faith, with eager eye, Beholds her Lord leave all below, To dwell and reign on high. 8 With tears of joy faith now believes The day will surely come. 314 FAITH. When he who Jesus' cross receives Shall see him crown'd at home. mC. M. Gadsby's Col. Trust in God's Faithfulness.— Mai. iii. 6. 1 "fX/'fl^" should my fears so far prevail, VV When they my hopes accost? My faith, though weak, can never fail, Nor shall my hopes be lost. 2 A thousand promises are wrote In characters of blood ; And those emphatic lines denote The ever-faithful God. 3 Through those dear promises I range ; And, blessed be his name, Though I, a feeble mortal, change, His love is still the same. PJI O C. M. Watts. 0 LZj a jY^g walk tyy faith, not by sigf/ii." 2 Cor. V. 7. 1 'rails by the faith of joys to come I We walk through deserts dark as night ; Till we arrive at heaven our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; She makes the pearly gates appear ; Far into distant worlds she pries. And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith inspires a heavenly ra}"-. Though lions roar, and tempests blow. And rocks and dangers fill the way. 4 So Abraham, bj' divine command, Left his own house to walk with God ; His faith beheld the promised land, And fired his zeal along the road. n-\0 S. M. Hart. ^^^ True and False Faith.— Rom. v. 1, 2. 1 1/ "FAITH'S a convincing proof; JC A substance sound and sure ; That keeps the soul secure enough. But makes it not secure. 2 [Notion's the harlot's test. By which the truth's reviled ; The child of fancy, finely dress'd, But not the living child.] FAITH. 315 3 Faith is by knowledge fed, And with obedience mix'd ; Notion is empty, cohl, and dead, And fancy's never fix'd. 4 True faith's the life of God; Deep in the heart it lies : It lives and labors under load ; Though damp'd it never dies. 5 Opinions in the head, True faith as far excel As body dilfers from a shade, . Or kernels from the shell 6 [To see good bread and wine, Is not to eat and drink ; So some, who hear the word divine. Do not believe, but think.] 7 True faith refines the heart, And purifies with blood ; Takes the whole gospel, not a part, And holds the fear of God. 1^1 A 8. 8. 6. Toplady. ^ -^^ Faith takes comfort in Christ^s atonement. IROM Avhence this fear and unbelief? Hast thou, 0 Father, put to grief Thy spotless Son for me ? And will the rigliteous Judge of men Condemn me for that debt of sin Which, Lord, was charged on thee? 2 Complete atonement thou hast made. And to the utmost farthing paid Whate'er th}' people owed : How then can wrath on me take place, If shelter'd in thy righteousness. And sprinkled with thy blood? 3 [If thou hast my discharge procured. And freely in my room endured The whole of wrath divine, Payment God cannot twice demand. First at my bleeding Surety's hand, And then again at mine.] 4 Turn, then, my soul, unto thy rest ; The merits of thy great High Priest Speak peace and liberty : Trust in his efficacious blood. Nor fear thy banishment from God, Since Jesus died for thee. 316 FAITH. 51 ^ lO's & ll's. Newton. ^ " I will trust and not be afraid/^ Isaiah xii. 2. lEGOXE, unbelief, my Savior is near, And for my relief will sm-ely appear By prayer let me wrestle, and he will perform; With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Tho' dark be my way, since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide ; Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word he has spoken shall surely prevail. 3 His love in time past forbids me to think He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink : Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, [thro'. Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite 4 Determined to save, he watched over my path. When, Satan's blind slave, I sported with death. And can he have taught me. to trust iu liis name. And thus far have brought me to put me to shame ? 5 [Why should I complain of want or distress, Temptation or pain ? He told me no less ; The heirs of salvation, I know from liis word. Thro' much tribulation must follow their Lord. 6 How bitter that cup, no heart can conceive. Which he drank quite up that sinners might live. His way was much rougher and darker than mine ; Did Christ, my Lord, suffer, and shall I repine ?] 7 Since all that I meet shall Avork for my good, The bitter is sweet, the med'cine is food : Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then, 0 how pleasant the conqueror's song. n~\ a 8s. Hart. ^J-'-' Saving Faith.— Acts xvi. 31 ; Pet. ii. 6. 1 rpHE sinner that truly believes, 1 And trusts in his crucified Lord, His justification I'eceives, Kedemptiou iu full through his blood ; FAITH. 317 Though thonsaiuls and thousands of foes Af^ainst him in malice unite, Their rage lie through Christ can oppose, Led forth by the spirit to tight. 2 Not all the delusions of sin Shall ever seduce him to death ; He now has the witness within, Rejoicing in Jesus by faith. This faitii shall eternally fail When Jesus shall fall from his throne ; For hell against both must prevail, Since Jesus and he are but one. 3 The faith that lays hold on the Lamb And brings such salvation as this, Is more than mere notion or name ; The work of God's Spirit it is : A principle, active and young, That lives under pressure and load ; Tliat makes out of weakness more strong, And draws the soul upward to God. 4 [It treads on the world and on hell ; It vanquishes death and despair ; And what is still stranger to tell, It mounts up to heaven in prayer: Permits a vile worm of the dust ._ With God to commune as a friend ; •To hope his forgiveness is just. And look for his love to the end.] 5 It sajs to the mountains, " Depart," That stand betwixt God and the soul ; It binds up the broken in heart, And makes their sore consciences whole: Bids sins of a crimson-like dye Be spotless as snow, and as white ; And proves such a sinner as I As pure as an angel of light.] 517 7. 4. Hart. ** Whom resist, steadfast in the faith.'' ^ I Peter v. 9. 1 TTN all our worst afflictions, I When furious foes surrround us ; When troubles vex, and fears perplex, And Satan would confound us : When foes to God and goodness. We find ourselves, by feeling, 318 FAITH. To do what's right, unable quite, And almost as unwilling : 2 Wlien, like the restless ocean, Our hearts cast up uucleanness; Flood after flood, with mire and mud, And all is foul within us : When love is cold and languid, And different passions shake us : When hope deca3-s, and God delaj's, And seems to quite forsake us : 3 Then to maintain the battle With soldier-like behavior ; To keep the field, and never yield, But firmly eye the Savior ; To trust his gracious promise. Thus hard beset with evil, This, this is faith ; 'twill conquer death. And overcome the devil. ^1 Q 8. 7. Hart. tj±u Faith and Bepentance. — Rom. iv. IS. ET us ask the important question, (Brethren be not too secure,) What it is to be a Christian, How we ma}'' our hearts assure. Vain is all our best devotion. If on false foundations built; True religion's more than notion — Something must be known and felt. 2 ['Tis to trust our well beloved, If his blood has washed us clean ; 'Tis to hope our guilt's removed. Though we feel it rise within: To believe that all is finish'd. Though so much remains t' endure ; Find the dangers undiminish'd. Yet to hold deliverance sure.] 3 ['Tis to credit contradictions ; Talk with him one never sees ; Cry and groan beneath afflictions. Yet to dread the thoughts of ease : 'Tis to feel the fight against us. Yet the victory hope to gain ; To believe that Christ hath cleansed us. Though the leprosy remain : 4 [ Tis to hear the Holy Spirit , Prompting us to secret prayer ; FAITH. 819 To rejoice in Jesns' merit, Yet coutiQual sorrow bear ; To receive a full remission Of our sins for evermore ; Yet to sigh with sore contrition, Begging mercy every hour.] 5 To be steadfast in believing ; Yet to tremble, fear, and quake ; Every moment be receiving Strength, and yet be always weak: To be lighting, fleeing, turning ; Ever sinking, yet to swim ; To converse with Jesus, mourning For ourselves, or else for him. ;^1 Q CM. Sonnets. fJ±tJ 27ie Strength and victory of Faith. 1 ~DY faith I knoAV the worlds were made _0 By God's great word of might ; And when, " Let there be light," he said, That moment there was light. 2 By Faith I mount the azure sky, And from that lofty sphere, This dusty clod is in my eye Unworthy of my care. 3 By faith I see the unseen things, Hid from all mortal eyes; Proud reason stretching all its wings, Beneath me flut'ring lies. 4 By faith I build my lasting hope On righteousness divine ; Nor can I sink with such a prop, Whatever storms combine. 5 My faith, my works, my righteousness, And duties all I own But loss and dung ; and lay my stress On what my Lord has done. ^90 L. M. Sonnets. "^^^ Faith's Foundation. 1 TT^AITH has for its foundation broad, Jj A stable rock on which I stand, The truth and faithfulness of God ; All otlier grounds are sinking sand. 2 My frames and feelings ebb and flow ; And when my faith depends on them. It fleets and staggers to and'fro. And dies amidst the dying frame. 320 FAITH. 3 Could I believe what God has spoke, Rely on his uuo^ianging love, And cease to grasp at fleeting smoke, No changes would my mountain move. 4 But when my joys are clean away, And comfortable feelings fail ; My feeble faith falls in decay, And unbelieving doubts prevail. n^~[ 8.6s. Sonnets. ^'-'^ Benouncing the World. 1 nnELL me no more of earthly toys, i Of sinful mirth and carnal joys, The things I loved before ; Let me but view my Savior's face. And feel his animating grace, And I desire no more. 2 Tell me no more of praise and wealth. Of great prosperity and health, For these have all their snares ; Let me but know my sins forgiv'n. And see my name eni'oU'd in heav'n, I'm then quite free from cares. 3 Tell me no more of loft}^ tow'rs, Delighftul gardens — fragrant bow'rs, For these are little things ; A private room for me design'd. Will better suite my happy mind, Thau palaces of kings. 4 Tell me no more of noble guests, • Of gaudy dress and sumpuous feasts. Extravagance and waste ; A little table only spread. With wholesome herbs and wholesome bread Much better suits my taste. 6 Give me the bible in my hand, A heart to read and understand. And faith to trust the Lord ; I'd set alone from day to daj', Nor urge gay company to stay. Nor wish to rove abroad. 522 CM. Watts. The Brazen Serpeyit ; or, Looking to Jt'sus. — John iii. 14-16. ^S 0 did the Hebrew prophet raise The brazen serpent high. FAITH. 321 The wounded felt immediate ease, The eamp forbore to die. 2 'Look upward in the dying hour, ' And live,' the prophet cries ; But Clirist performs a nobler cure When Faith lifts up her eyes. 3 High on the cross the Savior hung, High in the heavens he reigns : Here sinners by th' old serpent stung Look, and forget their pains. 4 When God's own Son is lifted up, A dying world revives. The Jew beholds the glorious hope, Th' expiring Gentile lives. ^OO CM. Watts. ^^*-^Fea7' not, for I am with Thee.-lsa. xli. 10. 1 A XD art thou with us, gracious Lord, l\ To dissipate our fear ? Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, Our God for ever near? 2 Dost thou a father's bowels feel For all thy humble saints? And in such friendly accents speak To soothe our sad complaints ? 3 Why droop our hearts? why flow our eyes? While such a voice we hear? Why rise our sorrows and our fears. While such a friend is near ? 4 To all thine other favors, add A heart to trust thy word ; And death itself shall hear us sing, While resting on the Lord. ^9/1 CM. Doddridge. *^^^ My God shall Supphj all Your neeii. Phil. iv. 19-20. 1 1\/f~Y God ! — hoAv cheerful is the sound ! IVI How pleasant to repeat! Well may that heart with pleasure bound. Where God hath fixed his seat. 2 What want shall not our Lord supply From his redundant stores ; What streams of mercy from on high An arm almighty pours ! 3 From Christ the ever-living spring, These ample blessings flow ; 322 FAITH. Prepare, my lips, his name to sing, Whose heart has lov'd us so. 4 Now to our Father and our God Be endless glory given, Through all the realms of man's abode, And through the highest heaven. non CM. Doddridge. OzjO Pear not, it is your Father'' s good pleasure to givie you the A^mjcZojJi.-Luke xii. 32. 1 'TT'E little flock whom Jesus feeds, I Dismiss your anxious cares ; Look to the Shepherd of your souls. And smile away your fears. 2 Though wolves and lions prowl around, His stall" is your defence : Midst sands and rocks, yom' Shepherd's voice Calls streams and pastures thence. 3 Your Father will a kingdom give, And give it with delight ; His feeblest cliild his love shall call To triumph in his sight. 4 [Ten thousand praises. Lord, we bring For sure supports like these : And o'er the pious dead we sing Thy living promises. 5 For all we hope, and they enjoy. We bless the Saviors name: Nor shall that stroke disturb the song Which breaks this mortal frame.] no a CM. Rippou'sCol. *-'^ '^ The Power of Faith. 1 "TT^AITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, _r And saves me from its snares ; Its aid in every duty brings. And softens all my cares : 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, And lights the sacred fire Of love to God and heavenly thi gs, And feeds the pure desire. 3 The wounded conscience knows its power. The healing balm to give ; That balm the saddest heart can cheei*, And make the dying live. FAITH. 323 4 Wide it unveils celestial ■worlds, Wliere deatliless pleasures reign ; And bids me seelv my portion there, Nor bids me seek iu vain : — 5 Sl)o\vs me tlie precious promise, seal'd Witli tlie Redeemer's blood ; And lielps my feeble hope to rest Upon a faitliful God. 6 There, there unshaken, "vrould I rest Till this vile body dies ; And tlien on faith s triumphant wings, At once to glory rise ! Xi}7 L. M. Doddridge. ^*-' * The Struggle between Faith and Unbelief. Mark ix. 24. 1 XEStJS, our souls' delightful choice, fj In tliee, believing, we rejoice ; Yet still our joy is mixed with grief, While faith contends with unbelief. 2 Thy promises our hearts revive, And keep our fainting hopes alive : But guilt, and fears, and sorrows rise, And hide the promise from our eyes. 3 0 let not sin and Satan boast, While saints lie mourning in the dust ; Nor see that faith to ruin brongiit, AVhich thy own gracious hand hath wrought. 4 Do thou the dying spark inflame ; Keveal the glories of thy name ; And put all anxious doubts to flight, As shades dispers'd by opening light. rj9Q 8's. T. ola'^r. *^^0 Faith Triumphing. 1 A DERTOR to mercy alone,— J:\ ji covenant mercy I sing ; N •'• tear, with thy righteousness on, jv'y person and offering to bring . T" .e teirors of law and of (Jod W'la me can have nothing to do , My Savior's obedience and blood Il^de all my transgressions from vie v. 2 The work which his goodness began, The arm of his strength will complete ; His promise is Yea and Amen, And never was fofeited yet : 32 1 FAITH. Things future, nor things that are now, — ' . Not all things below, nor above, Can make him his purpose forego, Or sever my soul from his love. 3 My name from the palms of his hands Eternity will not erase ; Impress'd on his heart it remains, In marks of indellible grace : Yes! I to the end shall endure, As sure as the earnest is given ; More happy, but not more secure, The glorified spirits in heaven. ^OQ L. M. Newton. O^iJ Walking voilh God. 1 T> Y faith in Christ I walk with God, J) With heaven, my journey's end, in vie v, Suppported by his staff and rod,* My road is safe and pleasant too. 2 I travel through a desert wide, Wliere many round me blindly stray ; But he vouchsafes to be my guide,! And will not let me miss my Avay. 3 Though snares and dangers throng my path, And earth and hell my course withstand, I triumph over all by faith,:]: Guarded by his almighty hand. 4 The wilderness affords no food, But God for my support prepares ; Provides me ever}'' needful good. And frees my soul from want and cares. 5 With him sweet converse I maintain. Great as he is, I dare be free ; Tell hira of all my grief and pain. And he reveals his love to me. 6 Some cordial from his word he brings, When'er my feeb e spirit faints ; At once my soul revives and sings. And 3-ields no more to sad complaints. 7 I pity all that worldlings talk Of pleasure that will quickly end : Be this my choice, 0 Lord, to walk With thee my guide, my guard, my friend ! *Psal. xxii. 4. f Psal. cvii. % Psal. xxvii. 1,2 FAITH. 321 530 C. M. Cowpeu Jehovah Jireh. — Gen. xii. 14. 1 nnHE saints should never be dismayed, M Nor sink in hopeless fear : For when they least expect his aid, The Savior will appear. 2 This Abra'm found — he rais'd the knife, God saw, and said, " Forbear: Yon ram shall yield his meaner life ; Behold the victim there ! " 3 Once David seem'd Saul's certain prey ; But hark ! the foe's at hand ;* Saul turns his arms another way, To save the invaded land. 4 When Jonah sunk beneath the wave, He thought to rise no more ;t But God prepar'd a fish to save, And bear him to the shore. 5 Bless'd proofs of power and grace divine, That meet us in his word ! Maj' ev'ry deep felt care of mine Be trusted with the Lord. 6 Wait for his seasonable aid, And though it taiTy, wait ; The promise may be long delayed, But cannot come too late. P. M. Newtoa and Triumph of Faith --■"' "'■ 6. 531 Tlie power Ezekiel iii 1 SUPPORTED by the word, Though in himself a worm, The servant of the Lord Can wondrous acts perform : Without dismay he boldly treads Where'er the path of duty leads. 2 The haughty king in vain. With fury on his brow, Believers would constrain To golden gods to bow ; The furnace could not make them fear. Because they knew the Lord was near. 3 As vain was the decree Which charged them not to pray ; *Sam. xxiii. 7. t Jonah i. 17. 326 FAITH. Daniel still bowed liis knee, And worship'd thrice a-day Trusting in God, he fear'd not men, Though threatened with the lion's den. 4 Secure they might refuse Comjjliance with such laws ; For what had they to lose, When God espoused their cause ? TTe made the hungry lions crouch, Nor durst the fire his children touch. 5 The Lord is still the same, A mighty shield and toAver, And they who trust his name Are guarded by his power ; He can the rage of lions tame, And bear them harmless through the flame. 6 Yet we too often shrink When trials are in view ; Expecting we must sink, And never can get through : But could we once believe indeed. From all these fears we should be freed. p:oo L. M. Cowper ^^"^ A Living and a Dead Faith. 1 rilHE Lord receives his highest praise I From humble minds and hearts sincere, While all the loud professor sa3's Offends the righteous Judge's ear. 2 To walk as children of the day. To mark the precepts' holy light, To wage the warfare, watch and pray, Show Avho are i^leasing in his sight. 3 With golden bells, the priestly vest,* And rich pomegranates border'd round. The need of holiness express'd. And call'd for fruit as well as sound. 4 Easy, indeed, it were to reach A mansion in the courts above, If swelling words and fluent speech Might serve instead of faith and love. 5 But none shall gain the blissful place, Or God's unclouded glory see. Who talk of free and sovereign grace, Unless that grace has made him free. * Exodus xxviii. 33. FAITH. 327 ^oq CM. Cowper. OfJO Praise of Faith. 1 /^F all the gifts thine hand bestows, V^ Thou giver of all good ! Not heaven itself a richer knows, Tliau my Redeemer's blood. 2 Faith, too, the blood receiving grace, From the same hand we gain; Else, sweetly as it suits our case, That gift had been in vain. 3 Till thou thy teaching poAver apply. Our hearts refuse to see. And weak, as a distemper'd eye. Shut out the view of thee. 4 Blind to the merits of thy Son, What misery we endure ! Yet fly that hand, from which alone We could expect a cure. 5 We praise thee, and would praise thee more, To thee our all Ave owe ; The precious Savior and the power That makes him precious too. /^O/f 7&6. Newton. ^^* Questions to Unbelief. 1 "TF to Jesus for relief X My soul has fled by prayer, Wiiy should I give way to grief, Or heart consuming care ? Are not all things in his hands? Has he not his promise i)ass'd? Will he then regardless stand, And let me sink at last ? 2 While I know his providence Disposes each event, Shall I judge by feeble sense, And yield to discontent? If he worms and sparrows feed, Clothes the grass in rich array,* Can he see a child in need. And turn his eye away? 3 When his name was quite unknown. And sin my life employed, Then he watch'd me as his own. Or I had been destroyed ; Matthew vi. 26. 328 FAITH, Now his mercy-seat I know, Now by grace am reconcil'd Would he spare me as a foe,* To leave me as a child ? 4 If he all my wants supplied, When 1 disdain'd to pray, Now his spirit is my guide, How can he say me, Nay? If he would not give me up, When my soul against him fought, Will he disappoint the hope Which he himself has Avrought. 5 If he shed his precious blood To bring me to his fold, Can I think that meaner goodf He ever will withhold ! Satan, vain is thy device ! Here my hope rests well assur'd, In that great redemption-price, I see the Avhole secur'd. fCQ^ CM. Newton. *~^*-'*-^ Faith a New and Comprehensive Gift. 1 OIGHT, hearing, feeling, taste, and smell, 1^ Are gifts we highly prize ; But faith does singly each excel. And all the five comprise 2 More piercing than the eagle's sight, It views the world unknown. Surveys the glorious realms of light. And Jesus on the throne. 3 It hears the mighty voice of God, And ponders what he saith ; His word and works, his gifts and rod, He gave each voice to faith. 4 It feels the touch of heavenly power,:}: And from that boundless source. Derives fresh vigor every hour To run its daily course. 5 The truth and goodness of the Lord Are suited to its taste ; § Mean is the worldling's pamper'd board, To faith's perpetual feast. * Rom. V. 10. t Rom. viii. 32. i Luke viii. 46. § Psalms xix. 103. FAITH. 329 6 It smells the dear Redeemer's name Like ointment poured forth ;* Faith only knows, or can proclaim, Its savor or its worth. 7 Till saving faith possess the mind, In vain of sense we boast ; We are but senseless, tasteless, blind, And deaf, and dead, and lost. nQa L.M. Newton, UOU The Loadstone. IAS needles point towards the pole, i\ When touch'd by the magnetic stone ; So faith in Jesus gives the soul A tendency before unknown. 2 Till then, by blinded passions led. In search of fancied good we range ; The paths of disappointment tread, To nothing fix'd, but love of chauge. 3 But when the Hol}'^ Ghost imparts A knowledge of the Savior' love. Our wand'ring, weary, restless hearts, Are fix'd at once, no more to move. 4 Now a new principle takes place. Which guides and animates the will ; This love, another name for grace, Constrains to good, and bars from ill. 6 By love's pure light we soon perceive Our noblest bliss and proper end ; And gladly ev'ry idol leave. To love and serve our Lord and Friend. 6 Thus borne along by faith and hope. We feel the Savior's words are true ; "And I, if I be lifted up, " Will draw the sinner upward too."t PCQ7 L.M. *^*-'* Faith not meritorious. 1 ~J3Y faith in Christ we're justified, I> Since 'tis by faith Christ is applied ; But not for faith or any thing We either suffer, do, or bring. 2 Faith is the hand that Christ receives. And takes the treasures Avhich he gives ; But faith no merit can possess : Christ is the Lord our Righteousness. *Solomon's Song i. 3. fJohn xii. 32. 330 CONVERSION. 3 Jesus, our soul's delightful choice, In thee believing we rejoice ; Tliy promises our hearts revive, And keep our fainting faith alive. i Do thou the languid spark inflame, Reveal the glories of th}^ name ! Let thy imputed righteousness Re all our trust, our joy, and peace. CONVERSION. nOQ P.M. Sonnets. '"^'-'^ Impotency. 1 ~\rO '^^'it '^or works of man, Xl Nor learning he may boast, No pow'r of veas n can Draw sinners unto Christ; So base is nature, such her flaw, None come except the Father draw. ^ His Spirit must disclose Tiie deadly plague within, Uncover all our woes, And shew the man of sin ; And feeling thus our ruin'd state, We humbly fall at Jesus's feet. 3 The Comforter must teach The Savior's toil and smart. And witli conviction preach Atonement to the heart ; Then sinners gaze Avith ravish'd eyes, And feast upon the sacrifice. 4 The Spirit too must shoAV The pow'r of Jesus's arm To vanqnisli ever}' foe. And guard the soul from harm ; Believers then grow strong in faith, And triumph over sin and death. 6 So let my heart be dra^vn To Jesus Christ my Lord, And learn to feast upon His person and his word ; Feel sweet redemption through his blood, And give the glory all to God. CONVERSION. 331 /^OQ CM. Souneta. ^^^ Loose liim and let him go. 1 5nniLL God the si ner's heart illume, i 'Tis dark as night within ; Like Laz'rus in the dreary tomb. Bound, liand and foot, by sin. 2 In ten-fold shades of night they dwell, AVithout a lucid ray ; Yet boast of pow'r to leave their cell, The precepts to obey. 3 Yet tiiough in massy fetters bound, To God's free grace a foe, The gospel has a joyful sound, " Loose him, and let him go." 4 Sinners shall hear this joyful sound, When God designs it so : Grace shall beyond their sins abound ; " Loose him, and let him go." 5 Justice, beholding his attire, No more appears his foe ; He says, " I've all that I require ; " Loose him, and let him go." 6 He stands accepted, in his name Wiiose blood for him did flow : The holy law proclaims the same — "Loose him, and let him go." 7 Thus gospel, law, and justice too, Conspire to set him free ; Reflect, my soul, admire, and view, What God hath done for thee. KAf) L, M. Watts, ^^^ Miracles in the Life, Death, and Resur- rection of Christ. 1 "OEHOLD the blind their sight receive ; Jt) Behold the dead awake and live ; The dumb speak wonders, and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless his name. 2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own And seal the mission of the Son ; The Father vindicates his cause While he hangs bleeding' on the cross. 3 He dies ; the heavens in mourning stood ; He rises, and appears a God ; Bchuld the Lord ascending high. No more to bleed, no more to die. 332 CONVERSION. 4 Hence and for ever from my heart I bid my doubts and fears depart, And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine. n/n C. M. Watts. ^^^■^ The joy of a remarkable Conversion ; or, Melancholy removed. 1 "TXrHEN God reveal'd his gracious name, W And chang'd my mournful state My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, The grace appear'd so great. 2 The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess ; My tongue broke out in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace. 5 ' Great is the work,' my neighbors cried, And oAvn'd thy power divine ; ' Great is the work,' my heart replied, ' And be the glory thine.' 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies. Can give us day for night. Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 6 Let those that sow in sadness wait Till the fair harvest come. They shall confess their sheaves are great, And shout the blessings home. 6 Though seed lie buried long in dust, It shan't deceive their hope ; The precious grain can ne'er be lost. For grace ensures the crop. KA'O L- M. Stennett ^^^ Praise to God for renewing Grace. 1 nnO God my Savior and my King, 1 Fain would my soul her tribute bring ; Join me, ye saints, in songs of praise. For ye have know!i and felt his grace. 2 Wretched and helpless once I lay. Just breathing all my life away ; He saw me welt'ring in my blood. And felt the pity of a God. 3 With speed he flew to my relief. Bound up my wounds, and sooth'd my grief; Pour'd joys divine into my heart. And bade each anxious fear depart. 543 CONVERSION. 333 These proofs of love, my clearest Lord! Deep in my breast I will record : Tlie life, which I from thee receive. To thee, behold, I freely give. My heart and tongue shall tune thy praise, Through the remainder of my days : And, when I join the powers above. My soul shall better sing thy love. C. M. Primitive. Old things are passed away. -2 Cor. v. 27. ET worldly minds the world pursue, It has no charms for me ; Once I admir'd its trifles too. But grace has set me free. 2 Its pleasures now no longer please, No more content afford ; Far from my heart be joys like these, Since I have known the Lord. 3 As by the light of opening day The stars are all conceal'd, So earthly objects fade away When Jesus is reveal'd. 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, I bid them all depart; His name, and love, and gracious voice, Have fix'd my roving heart. 5 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone, And wholly live to thee ; But may I hope that thou Avilt own A worthless worm like me ? 6 Yes, though of sinners I'm the worst, I cannot doubt thy will ; For if thou had'st not chose me fii'st, I had refus'd thee still. ^J /j L. M* Ebenezer. ^^^ A Brand plucked out of the Fire. Zech. iii. 1, 2. 1 "I'TT'ITH Satan, vtxj accuser, near, W My spirit trembled when I saw The Lord in majesty appear, And heard the language of his law. 2 In vain I wish'd and strove to hide The tatter 'd filthy rags I wore, While my fierce foe, insulting cried, *' See what you trusted in before I" 334 CONVEKSION. 3 struck dumb, and left without a plea, I heard niy gracious Savior say, ' Know, Satan, I this sinner free, ' I died to take his sins away. 4 ' This is a Vjrand which I, in love, ' To save from wrath and sin design ; ' In vain thy accusations prove, ' I answer all, and claim him mi e.' 5 At his rebuke the tempter fled ; Tlien he remov'd my filthy dress ; ' Poor sinner, take this robe,' he said, * It is thy Savior's righteousness. C ' And see, a crown of life prepar'd! ' That I might thus thy head adorn: * I thought no shame of suffering hard, ' But wore for thee a crown of tiiorn.' /^/f ^ ll's. Broaddus" Col. 0-i:0 Experience. 1 /~10ME, brethren and sisters that love m}' \J dear Lord, I pray give attention awhile to my word ; Wlmt a wonder of mere}'! behold now and see. What th' precious Redeemer has done for poor me. 2 I was led by the devil, till lost and distressM, I tlio't that in torment I soon sliould be cast; No peace to the wicked, but all misery. Till faith saw my Jesus hang bleeding for me. 3 ' 0 sinner, (said Jesus) for you I have died ;' * All glor}'' to Jesus,' my soul then replied : My guilt was remov'd, my soul did rejoice. The blood was appli'd with a witnessing voice. 4 At once on my knees before God I did fall. All glory to Jesus, for he's all in all ! The lieart of this rebel was bursted in twain, To see my dear Jesus on Calvar}' slain. 6 There's peace now in heaven, and peace ujion earth ; The angels rejoice at a poor sinner's birth : * Your sins are forgiven,' my Savior did sa}*, O, witness, kind Heaven, on this my birtli-day ! G IMy soul now was humbl'd, Ifell to the ground; ' The time of refreshing at last I have found : ' 0 Lord ! thou hast ravish'd my soul with thy charms ! [arms.' * I'd die like old Simeon, with Christ in my C0NVEKS5I0N. 335 r^iC\ 8.8.6 Ehenezer. fJ ±\J J^J^Q awakened Sinner relievcd.-J ohn iii.7 1 A WAK'D by Sinai's awful soniul, J\, My soul in guilt and thrall I found, And knew not where to go : O'erwhelni'd in sin, with anguish slain, 'Twas said I must be boru again. Or sink in endless wo. 2 Amaz'd I stood, but could not tell Which way to shun the gates of hell, For death and hell drew near ; I strove indeed, but strov'e in vain ; The sinner must be born again, Still sounded in my ear. 3 When to the law I trembling fled, It pour'd its curses on my head ; I no relief could find: This fearful truth increas'd my pain, The sinner must be born again, O'erwhelni'd ni}' tortur'd mind. 4 The saints I heard with rapture tell How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, And broke the fowler's snare ; Yet Avhen I found this truth remain, The sinner must be again, I sunk in deep despair. 6 But while I thus in anguish lay, Jesus of Nazareth pass'd that way ; It was the time of love : He then reliev'd me from my pain, And sliow'd me I was born again. To dwell with him above. 6 To heaven ni}'- joyful praises flew, Singing that song for ever ncAv, To Christ my voice did raise : All hail the Lamb that once was slain, Unnumber'd millions born again Shall shout thine endless praise. /^4-7 ^- ^^- Xewlou. '^"* * The Heart taken. - Luke xi. 21, 22. 1 rpHE castle of the human heart, I Strong in its native sin, Is guarded well in every jiart, By him who dwells within. 2 For Satan there in arms resides, And calls the place his own : 336 CONVERSION. "With care against assaults provides, And rules as on a throne. 3 Each traitor thought, on him as chief, In blind obedience waits ; And pride, self-will, and unbelief, Are posted at the gates. 4 Thus Satan for a season reigns. And keeps his goods in peace ; The soul is pleas'd to wear his chains. Nor wishes a release. 5 But Jesus, stronger far than he. In his appointed hour. Appears to set his people free From the usurper's power. 6 ' This heart I bought with blood,' he says, ' And now it shall be mine :' His voice the strong one arm'd dismays, He knows he must resign. 7 In spite of unbelief and pride. And self and Satan's art, The gates of brass fly open wide, And Jesus wins the heart. 8 The rebel soul averse to good, Deep buried in the fall. Rejoices now, by grace subdued, To serve him with her all. KAQ. . 6's & 8's. Newton. *^"^*^ Zaccheus. — Luke xix. 1-G. 1 yACCHEUS climb'd the tree, ^J And thought himself unknown ; But how surpris'd was he. When Jesus call'd him down. The Lord beheld him, though conceal'd, And by a word his power reveal'd. 2 Wonder and joy at once Were painted in his face : ' Does he my name pronounce, And does he know my case ? Will Jesus deign with me to dine? Lord, I, with all I have, am thine.' 3 Thus where the gospel's preach'd, And sinners come to hear. The hearts of some are reach'd Before they are aware : The word directly speaks to them. And seems to point them out by name. CONVERSION. 337 4 'Tis curiosity Oft brings tliera in the way, Only tlie man to see, And heai- wliat he can say ; Bat how tlie sinner starts to find, The preacher knows his inmost mind. 5 His long-forgotten faults Are brought again in view, And all his secret thoughts Reveal'd in public too ; Though compass'd with a crowd about, The searching word has found him out. 6 While thus distressing pain And sorrow tills his heart, He hears a voice again That bids his fears depart. Then, like Zaccheus, he is blest, And Jesus deigns to be his guest. P{AQ L. M. Cowper. U^O r^fiQ 2^(,y, Convert. 1 ri^HE new-born child of gospel-grace, I Like some fair tree when summer's nigh, Beneath Emmanuel's shining face, Lifts up his blooming branch on high. 2 No fears he feels, he sees no foes, No conflict yet his faith employs, Nor has he learnt to whom he owes The strength and peace his soul enjoys. 3 But sin soon darts its cruel sting, And comforts sinking day by day, What seem'd his own, a self-fed spring. Proves but a brook that glides away. 4 When Gideon arm'd his num'rous host. The Lord soon made his number less ; And said, lest Israel vainly boast,* ' My arm procur'd me thus success.' 5 Thus will he bring our spirits down, And draw our ebbing comforts low, That, sav'd by grace, out not our own, We may not claim the praise we owe. /^^A 7's & 6's. Cowper. tJU\j jij^Q Heart healed and changed by mercy. 1 OIN enslav'd me many years, io And led me bound and blind ; *Judges vii. 338 CONVERSION. Till at length a thousand fears Came swarming o'er my mind. Where, I said in deep distress, Will these sinful pleasures end? How shall I secure my peace, And make the Lord my friend? 2 Friends and ministers said much The gospel to enforce ; But my blindness still was such, I chose a legal course : Much I fasted, watch'd, and strove. Scarce would show my face abroad ; Fear'd, almost, to speak or move, — A stranger still to God. 3 Thus, afraid to trust his grace, Long time did I rebel ; Till, despairing of my case, Down at his feet I fell : Then my stubborn heart he broke, And subdued me to his sway. By a simple word he spoke, ' Tby sins are done away.' PyKl L.M. Cowper. ^^-L Hatred of Sin. 1 TTOLY Lord God! I love thy truth, Xl Nor dare thy least commandment slight, Yet pierc'd by sin, the serpent's tooth, J mourn the anguish of the bite. 2 But though the i)oison lurks within, Hope bids me still with patience wait, Till death shall set me free from sin, Free from the only thing I hate. 3 Had. I a throne above the rest, Where angels and pure spirits dwell. One sin, unslain, within mj' breast. Would make that heaven as dark as hell. 4 The pris'ner, sent to breathe fresh air, And bless'd with liberty again. Would mourn, were he condemn'd to wear One link of all his former chain. 6 But, oh ! no foe invades the bliss. When glory crowns the christian's head ; One view of Jesus as he is. Will strike all sin for ever dead. CONVERSION. 339 l^PiO 7's. Newton. OOj^ T/ie Ghild^ 1 /^UIET, Lor(], my froward heart, V-^ Miike me teachable and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weaned child : From distrust and envy free, Pleas'd with all that i)leases thee. 2 What thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive ; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave : 'Tis enough that thou wilt care. Why should I the burden bear ? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own ; Knows he 's neither strong nor wise ; Fears to stir a step alone : Let me thus with thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 4 Thus preserv'd from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears, May I live upon thy smiles. Till the promis'd hour appears. When the sons of God shall prove All their Father's boundless love. F{P{Q CM. 000 New Birth. 1 /^UR nature 's totally deprav'd ; \_/ The heart a sink of sin ; Without a change we can't be sav'd; We must be born again. 2 That which is born of flesh is flesh, And flesh it will remain ; Then marvel not that Jesus saith, * Ye must be born again.' *Psalm cxxxi. 2. Matt, xviii. L 340 REPENTANCE. REPENTANCE. n nA L. M. Fawcett. *^^^ Repentance. — Acts xvi. 30. 1 "VrriTH melting heart and weeping eyes, W My guilty soul for mercy cries ; What shall I do, or whither flee, T' escape the vengeance due to me ? 2 Till late, I saw no danger nigh ; I lived at ease, nor fear'd to die ! Wrapp'd up in self-deceit and pride, " I shall have peace at last," I cried. 3 But when, great God, thy light divine Had shone in this dark soul of mine, Then I beheld with trembling awe, The terrors of thy hol}^ law. 4 How dreadful now my guilt appears. In childhood, j^outh, and growing years: Before thy pure discerning ej-e, Lord, what a filthy "wretch am I ! 5 Should vengeance still my soul pursue, Death and destruction are ni)' due ! Yet mercy can my guilt forgive, And bid a dying sinner live ! 6 Does not thy sacred word proclaim Salvation free in Jesus' name ? To him I look and humbly cry, " 0 save a wretch condemn'd to die ! KKK C. M. Hart. ^^*J Repentance. — Mat. ix. 13 ; Luke xiii. 3. 1 ~f XTHAT various ways do men invent, W To give the conscience ease ; Some say. Believe ; and some, Repent ; And some say. Strive to please. 2 [But, brethren, Christ, and Christ alone, Can rightly do the thing ; Nor ever can the way be known, Till he salvation bring.] 3 [What mean the men that say, Believe, And let repentance go ? What comfort can the soul receive That never felt its woe ?] 556 REPENTANCE. 341 Christ says " That I might sinners call To penitence I'm sent;" And, " Likewise ye sliall perish all, Except ye do repent." Those who are call'd by grace divine, Believe, but not alone ; Repentance to their faith they join, And so go safely on. But should repentance, or should faith. Should both deficient seem, Jesus gives both, the Scripture saith ; Then look for both from him. C. M. Hart. Godly sorrow worketh repentance.^' 2 Corinthians vii. 10. 1 "pEPENTANCE is a gift bestow'd, JLV To save a soul from death : Gospel repentance towards God Is always join'd to faith. 2 Not for an hour, a day, or week, Do saints repentance own ; But all the time the Lord they seek, At sin they grieve and groan. 3 Nor is it such a dismal thing As 'tis by some men named; A sinner may repent and sing, Rejoice and be ashamed. 4 'Tis not the fear of hell alone, For that may prove extreme : Repenting saints the Savior own, And grieve for grieving him. 5 If penitence be quite left out, Religion's but a halt ; And hope, though e'er so clear of doubt, Like offerings without salt. r:^J ll's. Gadsby'sCol. '-^^ * Repentance, the Gift of God.Acis. v. 31. 1 fTTHE Lamb is exalted repentance to give, I That sin may be hated, while sinners believe ; Contrition is granted, and God justified, The sinner is humbled, and self is denied. 2 Repentance flows freely thro' Jesus' rich blood, Produced by the spirit and goodness of God. 342 KEPENTANCE. The living possess it, tliro' faith, hope and love, And own it a blessing sent down from above. 3 All born of the Spirit are brought to repent ; Free grace can make adamant hearts to relent: Repentance is granted, God's ju^^tice to prove; Remission is given, and both from his love. 4 The vilest of sinners forgivene'ss have found, For Jesus was humbled that grace might abound ; Whoever this grace has received of God, Shall surely be pardoned thro' Jesus' rich blood. npiO CM. Mrs. Steele. 000 Confession. — Jer. iii. 22. 1 "TTOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart JLL Has wanderd from the Lord ! How oft my roving thouglits depart, Forgetful of his word ; 2 Yet sovereign mere}'' calls " Return !" Dear Lord, and may I come ? My vile ingratitude I mourn ; 0, take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou, -wilt thou yet forgive, And bid my crimes remove? And shall a pardon'd rebel live, To speak tliy wondrous love ? 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power How glorious, how divine! That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine ! 5 Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Savior, I adoi'e : 0 keep me at tliy sacred feet. And let me rove no more. f^KQ y. 7. Sonnets. 000 Christ the Believers All. 1 TT AIMB of God, Ave fall before thee, I J Humbly trusting in thy cross; That alone be all our glory. All things else are dung and dross; Thee we own a perfect Savior, Only source of all that's good ; Ev'r}' grace, and ev'j'y favor Comes to us thro' Jesus' blood. REPENTANCE. 343 2 Jesus gives us true repentance, By his spirit sent froui heav'n Jesus whispers this sweet sent.inco, " Soil, ihy sins are all lorgiv'n :" Faith he gives us to believe it; Grateful hearts his love to prize : Want we wisdom? he must give it; Hearing ears, and seeing eyes. 3 Jesus gives us pure affections, Wills to do what he requires; Makes us follow his directions, And what he coumiands, inspires : All our pray'rs, and all our praises, Rightly offer "d in his name, He tliat dictates them is Jesus ; He that answers is the same. 4 When we live on Jesus' merit, Then we worship God aright ; Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Then we savingly unite. Hear the whole conclusion of it : Great or good, whate'er we call, God, or King, or Priest, or Prophet, Jesus Christ is all in all I C. M. Watts. The Repenting Fvodigal.-lM^Q xv. 13,&c. 1 "OEHOLD the wretch whose lust and vane t> Had wasted his estate. He begs a share among the SAviue, To taste the husks they eat ! 2 ' I die with hunger here, (lie cries,) ' I starve in foreign lands, ' My father's house has large supplies, ' And bounteous are his hands. 3 ' I'll go, and with a mournful tongue, * Fall down before his face, ' Father, I've done thy justice wrong, ' Nor can deserve thy grace.' •1 He said, and hasten'd to his home To seek his father's love ; The father saw the rebel come, And all his bowels move. 5 He ran, and fell upon liis neck, Embrac'd and kiss'd his son; The rebel's heart with sorrow brake For follies he had done. 560 561 314 REPENTANCE. G * Take oflf his clothes of shame and sin,' (The father gives command,) ' Dress him in garments, white and clean, 'With rings adorn his hand. 7 ' A day of feasting I ordain, ' Let mirth and joy abound ; ' My son was dead, and lives again, ' Was lost and now is found.' C. M. Watts. Repentance and Faith in the Blood oj Christ. 1 /~\ GOD of mercy ! hear my call, \_/ My load of guilt remove ; Break down this separating wall That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace, Then my rejoicing tongue Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, For sin could e'er atone ; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul opprest with sin's desert. My God will ne'er despise ; An humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. I^^i} CM. Watts. ^^'— ' Godly Sorrow Arising from Uie Safei'- ings of Christ. 1 A LAS ! and did my Savior bleed, XjL And did my Savior die ? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I ? 2 [Thy body slain, dear Jesus, thine, And bath'd in its own blood. While all expos'd to wrath divine The glorious sufferer stood.] 3 Was it for crimes that I have done He groan'd upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! Grace unknown ! And love beyond degree 1 i Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, REPENTANCE. 345 When Clivist the mighty Savior died For man the creature's sin. 5 Thus might I hide my blushing face While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt ray eyes in tears. 6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away, 'Tis all that T can do. p:^q L. M. Watts. OXjO j^ PQYiiiQfii Pleading for Pardon. 1 QHOW pity, Lord, 0 Lord, forgive, ^^ Let a repenting rebel live : Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 My crimes ai'e great, but can't surpass The power and glory of thy grace ; Great God, thj' nature hatii no bound, So let thy pardoning love be found. 3 0 wash ray soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies. And past offences pain my eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace : Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death: And if my soul were sent to hell. Thy righteous law approves it well. 6 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope still hovering round thy word, AVould light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. CM. Watts. Look on Rim Whom they Pierced, and Mourn. 664 'I NFINITE grief ! amazing wo ! Behold my bleeding Lord ; Hell and the Jews conspir'd his death, And us'd the Roman sword. 34u KEPENTANCE. 2 Oh. tlie sliarp pangs of smarting pain M}' dear Redeemer bore, Wlieii knotty wliips and jagged thorns His sacred body tore ! 3 But knotty Avhips and jagged thorns In vain do I accnse, In vain I blame tlie Roman bands, And the more spiteful Jews. 4 'Twere yon, my sins, my cruel sing, His chief tDrnientors were ; Each of my crimes became a nail, And unbelief the spear. 5 'Twere you that pull'd the vengeance down Upon his guiltless head : Break, break my heart ; 0 burst mine eyes, And let my sorrows bleed. 6 Strike, might}' grace, my flintly soul, Till meliiiig waters flow, And deep repentance drown mine eyes In undiuiiuished wo. I^C^^ L. M. Beddome. fJfJOrpi^g Humble Publican.— 'LvkQ xviii. 13. ORD, with a griev'd and aching heart, To tliee I look — to thee I cry ; Supi)ly iiiy wants and ease my smart: O help me soon, or else I die. 2 Here on my soul a burden lies ! No human power can it remove ; My numerous sins like mountains rise : Do thou reveal tliy pardoning love. 3 Break off these adamantine chains; From cruel bondage set me free ; Rescue from everlasting pains ; And bring me safe to heaven and thee. P.C\C{ L. M. Doddridge. 0\)\j Christ Exalted to Give Repentayxce. Acts V. 31. 1 TT^XALTED Prince of Life ! we own JCj The royal honors of thy throne, 'Tis fix'd by God's almighty hand. And seraphs bow at thy command, 2 Exalted Savior ! we confess Tlie sovereign triumphs of thy grace ; Where beams of gentle radiance shine, And temper majesty divine. REPENTANCE. 347 3 Wide thy resistless sceptre sway Till all thine enemies obey ; Wide may the cross its virtues pr.ove, And conquer millions by its love. — 4 Mighty to vanquish and forgive ; Thine Israel shall repent and live ; And loud proclaim thy healing breath, Which v/orks their life who wrought thy death. /X/^7 C. M. Stennett. ^^* Tlie Fenitent. 1 13R0STRATE. dear Jesus ! at thy feet, _l7 A guilty rebel lies ; And upwards to the mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 0 let not justice frown me hence : Stay, stay the vengeful storm: Forbid it that Omnipotence Should crush a feeble worm. 3 If tears of sorrow would sutfice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 4 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt ; No tears, but those which thou hast shed, — No blood but thou hast spilt. 5 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! And all my sins forgive : Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live. Kao C. M. Mrs. Steele fJ\JU Penitence and Hope. 1 T\EAR Savior! when my thoughts recall A_j The wonders of thy grace. Low at thy feet ashamed I fall, And hide this wretched face. J Shall love like thine be thus repaid! Ah, vile ungrateful heart, By earth's low cares detain'd, — betray'd From Jesus to depart. — J From Jesus — who alone can give True pleasure, peace, and rest : Wlien absent from my Lord, I live Unsatisfied, unblest. 348 REPENTANCE. i But he, for his own mercy's sake, My wandering soul restores ; He bids the mourning heart partake The pardon it implores. 5 Oh, while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The penitential sigh. Confirm the kind forgiving word, With pity in thine eye ! 6 Then shall the mourner at thy feet Rejoice to seek thy face ; And grateful own how kind — how sweet, Thy condescending grace. Kaq C. M. Beddome. *J\JU ^rj^y ix'^eepesl thou ? — John xx. 13. 1 "IXrHY, 0 my soul, why weepest thou ? W Tell me from whence arise Those briny tears that often flow, Those groans that pierce the skies. 2 Is sin the cause of thy complaint, Or the chastising rod? Dost thou an evil heart lament. And mourn an absent God? 3 Lord let me weep for naught but sin ! And after none but thee ! And then I would — 0, that I might ! — A constant weeper be ! ^7 A CM. Cowper. 0 i U y/jg contrite heart. — Isa. Ivii. 15. 1 rjlHE Lord will happiness divine _L On contrite hearts bestow ; Then tell me, gracious God ! is mine A contrite heart or no ? 2 I hear, but seem to hear in vain, Insensible as steel ; If aught is felt, 'tis only pain To find I cannot feel. 3 I sometimes think myself inclin'd To love thee, if I could ; But often feel another mind, Averse to all that's good. 4 My best desires are faint and few, I fain Avould strive for more ; But, when I cry, ' My strength renew/ Seem weaker than before. 571 REPENTANCE. . 343 5 Thy saints are comforted I, know, And love thy house of prayer ; I sometimes go Avhere others go, But find no comfort there. 6 Oh, make this heart rejoice or ache ; — Decide this doubt for me ; And, if it be not broken, break — And heal it if it be. C. M. Burkitts Col TJie Sinner^s Reflection. 1 A H Lord ! ah Lord, what have I doae ? i\ What will become of me ! What shall I say, what shall I do Or whither shall I flee ? 2 By wand'ring I have lost myself. And here I make my moan ; 0 ! whither, whither have I stray'd ! Ah ! Lord, what have I done ! 3 Thy Spirit searches all. my heart, And now I plainly see. The num'rous sins of earth and hell, Are all summ'd up in me. 4 The seeds of all the ills that grow, Are in my nature sown. And multitudes of them have sprung ; Ah ! Lord, what have I done ! 5 I have been Satan's willing slave, And his most eas}' prey ; He was not readier to command, Than I was to obey. 6 Or, if at times he left my soul, Yet still his work went on : 1 was a tempter to myself; Ah ! Lord what have I done ! 7 I scoff'd at all the threats of heaven, And slighted all its charms ; Nor Satan's fetters would I leave, For Christ's inviting arms. 8 I had a soul, but priz'd it not ; And now my soul is gone ; My hopeless cries address the skies. Ah ! Lord, what have I done I 350 . nEPENTANCE. 572 L. M. Newton. Not in Word, but in Power. 1 TT"OW" soon the Savior's gracious call XX Disarm'd the rage of bloody Saul ! * Jesus tlie knowledge of th}' name, Changes the lion to the lamb ! 2 Zacclieus, when he knew the Lord,t What he had gain'd by wrong, restor'd ; And of the wealth he priz'd before, He gave the half to feed the poor. 3 The woman who so vile had been 4 When brought to Aveep o'er pardon'd sin, Was from her evil ways estrang'd, And shoAv'd that grace her heart had chang'd. 4 And can we think the power of grace Is lost, by change of time and place ? Then it was mighty, all allow, And is it but a notion now? 5 Can they whom pride and fashion sway, Who Mammon and the world obey. In envy and contention live, Presume that they indeed believe ? 6 True faith unites to Christ the root, B}^ him producing holy fruit; And they who no such fruit can show, Still on the stock of nature grow. 7 Lord let thy word effectual prove, To work ia me obedient love ! And may each one who hears it dread, A name to live, and yet be dead.§ ^70 L. P. M. »J I O Eeturning Backslider. 1 "TXrEARY of wand'ring from my God, W -A-ud now made willing to return, I iiear, and now beneath the rod ; To him with penitence I mourn, To have an Advocate above, A friend before the throne of love. 2 0, Jesus, full of pard'ning grace ; More full of grace than I of guilt ; Yet once again I seek thy face. Whose precious blood for man was spillt ; *Acts ix. 6. fLuke xix. 8, }Luke vii. 47. §Rev. iii. 1. HOPE. 351 0, freely my bnokslidings heal, And love the dying sinner still. 3 Now give nie, Lord, the tender heart, That trembles at tli' approach of sin, A godly fear to nie impart; Implant and root it deep within, That I may know thy sov'reign power, And never dare offend thee more. HOPE. F{'7A CM. Burnham. ^ * "* TTope— Lara. iii. 24. 1 /^UR Jesus is the christian's hope ; \J Wronght in us by God's power. It holds the weak believer up In the distressing hour. 2 The darkest cloud hope pierces through, And waits upon the Lord, Expects to prove that all is true Throughout the sacred word. 3 True ho])e looks out for blessings great ; And, though they're long delay'd. Yet hope's determin'd still to wait, Until they are convey'd. 4 Hope long will wait, and wait again. And ne'er can give it up. Till the bless'd Lamb, who once was slain, Appears the God of hope. %7k L. M. Gadsby's Col. *J I Onj^y^ annhor of the soul, both sieve and steadfasU'—Ueh. vi. 18, 19. 1 ~\X7'E travel through a barren land, VV With dangers thick on every hand ; But Jesus guides us through the vale ; The Christian's hope can never fail. 2 Huge sorrows meet us as we go. And devils aim our overthrow; But vile infernals can't prevail : The Christian's hope shall never falL 352 HOPE. 3 Sometimes we're tempted to despair, But Jesus makes us then his care : Though numerous foes our souls assail, The Christian's hope shall never fail. 4 We trust upon the sacred word — The oath and promise of our Lord ; And safely through each tempest sail: The Christian's hope shall never fail. 1^7 fi CM. Sonnets. ^ * ^ Vain Hopes Slain. 1 /^NCE by the law I vainly thought \_7 Salvation to obtain, Till under Sinai's thunder brought, And there my hopes were slain. 2 I saw the law the strength of sin, Which fill'd my soul with fear ; The legal works I trusted in, Most wretched did appear. 3 My tatter'd rags aside I threw. That linsey-woolsey dress, For that best robe for ever new, The Savior's righteousness. 4 This at his hands did I receive, Which angels never wore ; A God-like spotless vest, and weave The spid r's web no more. f^YT 6's&5's. Sonnets. *^ * * Hope set before us. 1 rnHE hope set before us I Is Jesus the Lord ; The gospel reveals it ; We bless the record ; With strong consolation, For those, we are told. Who once on his merits Have fled to lay hold. 2 Let not the attainments That others may boast, Prevent thee from running, 'Tis free to the worst ; The more thy own vileness To thee shall be told, ■ The more thou hast need to Press on, and lay hold. HOPE. 353 3 If Satan assails thee, And guilt should intrude, None but the Redeemer Can e'er do tliee good ; Lay hold on his blood, 'Tis sufficient for thee, Thy conscience to cleanse, and From guilt set thee free. 4 To this we are pressing, With ardent desire, Through floods of affliction, Temptation, and Are, Though often dejected. And fill'd with dismay. Because of the trials Attending the way. 5 Then lift him, ye heralds ^ That speak in his name ; Proclaim him to-day and For ever the same ; The life of his people. Which none can destroy. Their hope and their portion, And fulness of joy. K'lQ. CM. Wattg. fJ I O QQfi Q,^^ Portion here and hereafirr. 1 /^1 OD, my Supporter, and my Hope, VZJT My Help for ever near. Thine arm of mercy held me up Wheu sinking in "despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Through this dark wilderness ; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat. To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heaven without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me ; And whilst this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 Wliat if the springs of life were broke. And flesh and heart should faint ! God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. 5 Behold, the sinners that remove Far frpm thy presence die ; Not all the idol gods they love Can save them when they cry. 354 HOPE. 6 But to draw near to thee, my Gocl, Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy^ K^q C. M. Watts. 0 I o Mercies and Thanks. 1 TTOW can I sink with such a prop i~l As my eternal God, Who bears the earth's huge pillars up, And spreads the heavens abroad ? 2 How can I die while Jesus lives, Who rose and left the dead? Pardon and grace my soul receives From mine exalted head. 3 All that I am, and all I have, Shall be for ever thine, Whate'er my duty bids me give, My cheerful hands resign. 4 Yet if I might make some reserve. And duty did not call, I love my God with zeal so great That I should give him all. ^O A CM. Watts. OOU ji/jg examples of Christ and the Saints. 1 / ^ IVE me the wings of faith to rise vJT Within the veil, and see The saints above, how great their joys, How bright their glories be. 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. 3 I ask them whence their victory came, They, with united breath. Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod, (His zeal inspir'd their breast;) And following their incarnate God, Possess the promis'd rest. 6 Our glorious Leader claims ourpraiso For his own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses Shows the same path to heaven. HOPE. 355 KQl L. M. Watts. ^^■^ Safely in public Diseases and Dangers 1 TTE that hatli for his refuge God, r~l Shall find a most secure abode, Shall walk all day beneath his shade, Aud there at night shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say, 'My God, thy power ' Shall be my fortress aud my tower ; ' I, that am lorm'd of feeble dust, * In thine almighty arm may trust.' 3 Thrice happy man ! thj' Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare, Satan, the fowler, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 Just as a hen protects her brood From birds of prey that seek their blood, Under her feathers, so the Lord Makes his own arm his people's guard. 5 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire, God is tlieir life ; his wings are spread To shield them with an healthful shade. 6 If vapors with malignant breath Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, Israel is safe : the poison'd air GroAvs pure, if Israel's God be there. ^Q9 L. M. Rippon'sCol. ^^■^ Hope in Darkness. 1 /^ GOD, my Sun, thy blissful rays \J/ Can warm, rejoice, and guide my heart! How dark, how mournful are my days, If thy enlivening beams depart ! 2 Scarce through the shades a glimpse of day Appears to these desiring eyes ! But shall my drooping spirit say, The cheerful morn will never rise? 3 Oh, let me not despairing mourn ! Though gloomy darkness spreads the sky, My glorious Sun will yet return. And night with all its horrors fly. 4 Oh, for the bright, the joyful day, When hope shall in fruition die ! So tapers lose their feeble ray Beneath the Sun's refulgent eye. 356 HOPE. /^QO L. M. Mrs. Steele. fJUO jjQpe encouraged by a Vieu) of the Divine Perfections. — 1 Sam. xxx. G. "HY sinks my weak desponding mind ? Why heaves my heart the anxious sigh ? Can sovereign Goodness be unkind ? Am I not safe if God is nigh? 2 He holds all natnre in liis hand — That gracious hand on whicli I live Doth life, and time, and death command, And has immortal joys to give. 3 'Tis he supports this fainting frame ; On him alone my hopes recline : The wondrous glories of his name, Howwide they spread ! how bright they shiue! 4 Infinite wisdom ! boundless power ! Unchanging faithfulness and love ! Here let me trust, while I adore, — Nor from my refuge ere remove. 6 My God, if thou art mine indeed, Then I have all my heart can crave ; A present help in times of need ; Still kind to hear, and strong to save. 6 Forgive my doubts, 0 gracious Lord ! And ease the sorrows of my breast ; Speak to my heart the healing word, That thou art mine- and I am blest. /^QJ. C. M. Beddome. ^^^ Fear not., 1 "VTE trembling sonls ! dismiss your fe.ars ; JL Be mercy all your theme : Mercy, which, like a river, flows In one continued stream. 2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell ; God will these powers restrain ; His mighty arm their rage repel, And make their efforts vain. 3 Fear not the want of outward good : He Avill for his provide ; Grant them supplies of daily food, And all the}- need beside. 4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake, Or leave his work undone ; He's faithful to his promises, — And faithful to his Sou. HOPE. 357 6 Fear not the terrors of tlie grave, Or deatli's tremendous sting : He will tVom endless wrath preserve — To endless glory bring. 6 You, in his wisdom, power, and grace May confidently trust ; His wisdom guides, his power protects, His grace rewards the just. nQK S. M. Rippon-sCol. ^^^ Going Forward ; or, Difficulties the Oc- casion of Prayer and Pleading. — Exod.xiv.15. 1 y IKE Israel, Lord, am I ! ** E J My soul is at a stand ; A sea before, an host behind, And rocks on either hand. 2 0 Lord! I cry to thee, And would thy word obey : Bid me advance ; and, through the sea, Create a new-made way. 3 Without thee, I must sink Beneath the swelling flood. Or fall a prey to those Avho think To glut them with my blood. 4 The time of greatest straits, Thy chosen time has been ; To manifest thy power is great, And make thy glory seen. 5 Thou wast by Abra'm own'd A God in time of need : Thou art Jehotah-Jireh found By all of Abra'm's seed. 6 Thy power is still the same ; On thee I would rely ; Wilt thou not answer to thy name To such a worm as I ? 7 Oh, send deliverance down! Display the arm divine ! So shall Ihe praise be all thy own, And I be doubly thine. noa 8. 8. 6. J. C. W. fJOU The Spiritual Pilgrim. 1 T TOW happy is the pilgrim's lot, Xl How free from anxious care and thought, From worldly hope and fear ! 358 HOPE. Confin'cl to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. 2 His happiness in part is mine ; Already sav'd from self-design. From every creature-love — Bless'd with the scorn of finite good — My soul is lighten'd of its load, And seeks the things above. 3 The things eternal I pursue, And happiness bej'ond the view Of those who basely pant For things by nature felt and seen : Their honors, wealth, and pl^easures mean, I neither have nor want. 4 Nothing on earth I call my own : A stranger, to the world unknown, I all their goods despise ! I trample on their whole delight, And seek a country out of sight, — A countr}- in the skies. 6 There is my house and portion fair ; My treasure and m}^ heart are there, And my abiding home : For me my elder brethren stay: And angels beckon me away, And Jesus bids me come. 6 I come, thy servant, Lord! replies, I come to meet thee in the skies, And claim my heavenly rest; Now let the pilgrim's journey end ; Now — Oh, my Savior, Brother, Friend ! — Receive me to thy breast ! KQ'J CM. Ryland. ^*^-^ ' Rell, the Sinner'' s own Place. — Acts i. 25. 1 T ORD, when I read the traitor's doom, 1 I To " his own place" consign'd, "What hoi}' fear, and humble hope, Alternate fill my mind ! •J Traitor to thee I too have been, Buf sav'd by matchless grace ; Or else the lowest, hottest hell, Had surely been my place. 3 Thither I was by laAv adjudg'd. And thitherward rush'd on ; HorEi 359 And there in my eternal doom Tliy justice might have shone. 4 But, lo ! (what wondrous, matchless love !) I call a place my own, On earth, within tlie gospel sound, And at thy gracious throne. 6 A place is mine among thj' saints, A place at Jesus' feet, And I expect in heaven a place Where saints and angels meet. 6 Blest Lamb of God, thy sovereign grace To all around Pll tell. Which made a place in glory mine. Whose just desert was hell. /^OO CM. fJOO Passage through Life. 1 "VXT'E seek a rest beyond the skies, VV In everlasting day ; Through floods and flames the passage lies, But Jesus guards the way. 2 The swelling flood, and raging flame, Hear, and obey his word ; Then let us triumph in his name, Our Savior is the Lord. nQQ 8's, 7's. 4's. ^*^^ Zion Gomforled. 1 /^N" the mountain's top appearing, V^ Lo! the sacred herald stands. Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion long in hostile lauds ; Mourning captive, God himself will loose thy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and mournful ? Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmoved? Cease thy mourning, Z'on still is well beloved. 3 God, thy God, will now restore thee ! He himself appears thy friend ; All thy foes shall flee before thee,'^ Here their boasts and triumphs end ; Great deliv'rance Zious King will surely send. 360 LOVE. 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, All thy warfare now be past ; God thy Savior will defend thee, Victory is thine at last : All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. LOVE. nqr) L. M. Watts. tjrjyj j^jg Coronation of Christ, and Espousals of the the Church. — Sol. Song, iii. 11. 1 "pwAUGHTERS of Zion, come, behold _Lf The crown of honor and of gold, Wliich the glad church with joys unknown Plac'd on the head of Solomon. 2 Jesus, thou everlasting king, Accept the tribute which we bring, Accept the well-deserv'd renown, And Avear our praises as thy crown. 3 Let every act of worship be Like our espousals, Lord, to thee ; Like the dear hour when from above We first receiv'd thy pledge of love. 4 The gladness of that happy day, Our hearts would wish it long to stay, Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Nor comfort sink, nor love grow cold. 5 Oh let each minute, as it flies, Increase thy praise, improve our joys. Till we are raised to sing thy name At the great supper of the Lamb. 6 0 that the months would roll away, . And bring that coronation-day ! The King of grace shall fill the throne With all his Father's glories on. KQl L. M. Watts, ^^-L The Church the Garden of Christ. SoL Song, iv. 12, 13, 15, and v. 1. 1 "VXrE are a garden wall'd around, VV Chosen and made peculiar ground.; LOVE. 36Z A little spot enclos'd by grace Out of the world's wide wilderness. 2 Like trees of myrrh and spice we stand, Planted by God the Father's hand ; And all his springs in Zion flow To make the young plantation grow. 3 Awake, 0 heavenly wind, and come, Blow on this garden of perfume ; Spirit divine, descend and breathe A gracious gale on plants beneath 4 Make our best spices flow abroad To entertain our Savior-God : And faith and love and joy appear. And every grace be active here. 5 [Let my Beloved come, and taste His pleasant fruits at his own feast ; ' I come, my spouse, I come,' he cries, With love and pleasure in his eyes. 6 Our Lord into his garden comes, Well pleas'd to smell our poor perfumes, And calls us to a feast divine, Sweeter that honey, milk, or wine. 7 ' Eat of the tree of life, my friends, * The blessing that thy Father sends ; * Your taste shall all mj' dainties prove, ' And drink abundance of my love.' 8 Jesus, we will frequent thy board, And sing the bounties of our Lord : But the rich food on which we live, Demands more praise than tongues can give. J I^QO L. M. Watts. KJtj^i jri^g Description of Christ the Beloved. Sol. Song, V. 9, 10, 11, 12, 14, 15, 16. 1 nnHE wondering world inquires to know I Why I should love my Jesus so : ' What are his charms,' say they, above * The objects of a mortal love ?' 2 Yes, my Beloved, to my sight, Shows a sweet mixture, red and white : All human beauties, all divine In my beloved meet and shine. 3 White is his soul, from blemish free; Red with the blood he shed for me ; The fairest of ten thuusand fairs ; A suu amongst ten thousand stars. 362 LOVE. 4 [His head the finest gold excels, There wisdom in perfection dwells; And glory, like a crown, adorns Those temples once beset with thorns. 5 Compassions in his heart are found, Hard by the signals of his Avound ; His sacred side no more shall bear The cruel scourge, and piercing spear.] 6 [His hands are fairer to behold Than diamonds set in rings of gold ; Those heavenly hands that on the tree Were nail'd, and torn, and bled for me. 7 Though once he bow'd his feeble knees, Loaded with sins and agonies. Now on the throne of his comma^nd His legs like marble pillars stand.] 8 [His eyes are majesty and love. The eagle temper'd with the dove : No more shall trickling sorrows roll Through those dear windows of his soul. 9 His mouth that pour'd out long complaints, Now smiles and cheers his fainting saints : His countenance more graceful is Than Lebanon with all its trees.] 10 All over glorious is mj'^ Lord, Must be belov'd, and yet ador'd ; His worth if all the nations knew. Sure all who knew would love him too. ^QO L. M. Watts. 000 Qjirist Dwells in Heaven, but Visits on Earth.—^ol. Song, vi. 1, 2, 3, 12. 1 "TXTHEN strangei's stand and hear me tell VV What beauties in my Savior dwell ; Where he is gone, they fain would know, That they may seek and love him too. 2 My best beloved keeps his throne On hills of light in worlds unknown ; But he descends and shows his face In the young gardens of his grace. 3 [In vinyards planted by his hand. Where fruitful trees in order stand ; He feeds among the spic}^ beds, Where lillies show their spotless heads. 4 He has engross'd my warmest love, No earthly charms my soul can move ; Love. 363 I have a mansioti m his heart, • Nor death nor lie 11 shall make ns part.] 5 [He takes my soul ere I'm aware, And shows me where his glories are ; No chariot of Amminadib The heavenly rapture can describe. 6 0 may my spirit daily rise On wings of faith above the skies, Till death shall make my last remove To dwell forever with my love.] P^QA 8's. Gadsby's Col. ^^^ On Love to Christ, as a Redeemer, &c. John xxi. 17. 1 "\/rY graciT)us Redeemer I love ; if i His praises aloud I'll proclaim, .And join with the armies above, To shout his adorable name : To gaze on his glories divine Shall be my eternal employ, And feel them Incessantly shine, My boundless ineffable joy. 2 He freely redeem'd with his blood, My soul from the confines of hell, To live on the smiles of my God, And in his sweet presence to dwell : To shine with the angels of light, With saints and with seraphs to sing ; To view with eternal delight. My Jesus, my Savior, my King. 3 In Meshech, as yet, I reside, — A darksome and restless abode ; Molested with foes on each side. And longing to dwell with my God. 0,when shall my spirit exchange This cell of corruptible clay For mansions celestial, and range Through realms of ineffable day. ^ C. M. Gadsby's Col. ^Desiring to Love and Delight in Qod. Psalms xxvii, 4. \f\ LORD, I would delight in thee, V_/ And on thy care depend ; To thee in all my troubles fiee, My best, my only Friend. 59 364 LOVE. 2 When all created streams are dried, Thy fuluess is the same -^ May I with this be satisfied, Aud glory in thy name. 3 Why should the soul a drop bemoan, Who has a fountain near, A fountain which will ever run With waters sweet aud clear? 4 No good in creatures can be found, But may be found in thee ; I must have all things, and abound, While God is good to me. 5 0 that I had a stronger faith, To look within the veil ; To credit what my Savior saith, Whose words can never fail. 6 He that has made my heaven secure . Will here all good provide ; Wliile Christ is rich, I can't be poor ; What can I want beside ? 7 0 Lord I cast my care on thee ; I triumph and adore : Henceforth my great concern shall be To love and praise thee more. nqa 7's. Gadsby'sCol. ^^^ Brotherly Love.-Eph, v. 2; Ps. cxxxiii. 1. 1 TESUS, Lord, we look to thee ; fj Let us in thy name agree : Show thyself the Prince of Peace ; Bid all jars for ever cease. 2 By thy reconciling love. Every stumbling-block remove : Each to each unite, endear ; Come and spread thy banner here. 3 Make us of one heart and mind — Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; Lowly, meek, in thought and word- Altogether like our Lord. 4 Let us each for other care ; Each another's burden bear ; To thy church the pattern give ; Show how true believers live. 5 Let us then with joy remove To the family above ; LOVE. 365 On tlie wings of angels fly ; Sliow how true believers die. ^07 8.8.6. Gadsby's Col. ^^ * Love to God earnestly desired.-lsnAxni.d, 1 /^ LOVE divine, how sweet thou art ! V/ When shall I find my willing heart All taken up by thee ? I thirst, and faint, and die to prove The greatness of redeeming love, The love of Christ to me. 2 Stronger his love than death or hell ; Its riches are unsearchable ; The first-born sons of light Desire in vain its depth to see ; They cannot reach the mystery, The length, the breadth, and height. 3 God only knows the love of God ; 0 that it now were shed abroad In this poor stony heart ! For this I sigh, for this I pine ; This only portion, Lord, be mine ; Be mine this better part. KQQ 8's. • Gadsby's Col. *^ *^ ^ Speaking the Truth in Love.-2 Cor, v. 14. 1 rpHOUGH justly of wrongs we complain, I Or faithfully sinners reprove, Yet still we do all things in vain, Unless we do all things in love. 'Tis love makes us humble and meek ; The wounds of ill usage it cures ; It pities the falls of the weak. The pride of the lofty endures. 2 Has God a command to fulfil. Which nature untoward would shun? Love brings to compliance the will, And causes the deed to be done. From Jesus the blessing must flow, To creatures beneath and above ; May he his good Spirit bestow, And we shall do all things in love. /^QQ CM. Gadsby's CoL fjuu << j^^^ ijiQ Lord went his way as soon as lie had left communing icith Abraham, and . Abraham returned to his place.'' --Gen. xvii. 38. 1 "TTrHEN Jesus, with his matchless love, YY Visits my troubled breast. 366 LOVE. My doubts subside, my fears remove, And I'm completely blest. 2 I love the Lord with mind and heart, His people and his ways ; Envy, and pride, and lust depart, And all his works I praise. 3 Nothing but Jesus I esteem ; My soul is then sincere ; And every thing that's dear to him, To me is also dear. 4 But ah ! when these short visits end. Though not quite left alone, I miss the presence of my Friend, Like one whose comfort's goue- 5 I to my own sad place return, My wretched state to feel ; I tire, and faint, and droop, and mourn, And am but barren still. 6 More frequent let thy visits be, Or let them longer last : I can do nothing without thee ; Make haste, my God, make haste. f^OO 8's. 7's. Gadsby'sCol. UUU ChrisVs example. — Ps. cxxxiii. 1. 1 "TESUS, Source of our salvation, tj May we now thy nature know : Then, more bowels of compassion We to thy dear saints shall show. May the grace thou hast imparted. In relieving our complaints. Make us kind and tender-hearted. To the feeblest of thy saints, 2 When they are severely tempted, We their sorrows would assuage, Knowing we are not exempted From the tempter's furious rage. If by sin they'i-e overtaken. We'll their faults to them declare ; But in strains of much compassion. Lest we drive them to despair. 3 Keep us from a proud appearance. In what'er we do or say ; Fill us with divine forbearance ; Then how happy we shall be ! ^c LOVE. 367 Hand in hand we would be walking, Eyeing Jesus' new command ; Of his love we'd e'er be talking, Till we reach the heavenly land. ^A"| 8's. 7's. Gadsby's Col. UUx "Behold tlw blood of thy covenant.''^ Exodus xxiv. 8. 1 ~r\EAREST Savior! we adore thee, i / For thy precious life and death; Melt each stubborn heart before thee,— Give us ail the eye of faith : 2 From the law's condemning sentence, To thy mercy we appeal ; Thou alone canst give repentance ; Thou alone our wounds canst heal. (^09 C. M. Sonnets. U \J^ jr/^g most excellent gifts, nothing loithout Love.- I Cor. 13. OULD I with men and angels vie In language without love; Nought but a sounding brass would I, Or tinkling cymbal prove. 2 Could I both preach and prophesy. All myst'ries understand ; Have knowledge all engross'd ia me, All gifts at my command : 3 Yea, had I faith that could remove Great mountains to the main ; Yet were I destitute of love, All would be void and vain. 4 Should I with Pharisaic shew, Be lavish of my store, And tender of my revenue, To feed the starving poor: 5 Yea, wanting love, though to the flame My bodj^ give should I, To win the martyr's glorious name, I nothing gain thereby. 6 If without love to God and men, Though most devout I seem. Yet my religion all is vain, And but an empty dream. 368 LOVE. f\OQ 8s. • Newton. ^^'-^ I^one on earth I desire besides thee. Psalms Ixxiii. 25. 1 TT"OW tedious and tiresome the hours, JTi When Jesus no longer 1 see ; Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flow'rs, Have lost all their sweetness to me : The mid-summer sun shines but dim, The fields strive in vain to look gay ; But when I am happy in him, December's as pleasant as May, 2 His name yields the richest perfume, And sweeter than music his voice ; His presence disperses my gloom. And makes all within me rejoice : I should, were he always thus nigh, Have nothing to wish or to fear ; No mortal so happy as I, My summer would last all the year. 3 Content with beholding his face. My all to Ills pleasure resign'd ; No changes of season or place, Would make any change in my mind ; While bless'd with a sense of his love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prisons would palaces prove. If Jesus would dwell with me there. 4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my sun and my song ; Say, Avhy do I languish and pine. And why are my winters so long? O drive tliese dark clouds from my sky, Thy soul cheering presence restore ; Or take me unto thee on high, Where winter and clouds are no more. f*f\A C. M. Watts ^^^ Love to God. APPY the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast : Love is the brightest of the train. And strengthens all the rest. Knowledge, alas ! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear, Our stubborn sins will light and reign If love be absent there. tOVE. 369 3 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In sweet obedience move, The devils know and tremble too, But Satan cannot love. 4 This is the grace that lives and sings When faith and hope shall cease, 'Tis this sliall strike our joyful strings In the sweet realms of bliss. 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode. The wings of love bear us away To see our smiling God. f»AX CM. Watts. \JVO Brotherly Love. 1 T 0 ! what an entertaining sight I 1 Are brethren that agree. Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite In bands of unity I 2 When streams of love from Christ the spring, Descend to every soul, And heavenly peace, with balmy wing. Shades and bedews the whole. 3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet, On Aaron's reverend head. The trickling drops perfum'd his feet, And o'er his garments spread. 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's liill, Where God his mildest glory shews, And makes his grace distil. af\Ci CM. Watts. ^^^ ioce and Charily.— I Cor. xiii. 2.-7. 13 1 T ET Pharisees of high esteem I J Their faith and zeal declare, All their religion is a dream If love be wanting there. 2 Love suffers long with patient eye. Nor is provok'd in haste, She lets the present injury die, And long forgets the past. 3 [Malice and rage, those fires of hell, She quenches Avith her tongue ; Hopes, and believes, and thinks no ill, Though she endures the wrong.] 4 [She nor desires nor seeks to know The scandals of the time ; 607 370 LOVE. Nor lo'iks with pride on those below. Nor envies those that climb.] 5 She lays her own advantage by To seek her neighbors good ; So God's OAvn Son came down to die, And bought us with his blood. 6 Love is the grace that keeps her power, In all the realms above ; There faith and hope are known no more, But saints for ever love. L. M, Watts. Religion vain without Love. — i Cor. xiii. 1 XnTAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews, |~l And nobler speech than angels use, if love be absent, I am found Like tinkling brass, an em^jty sound. 2 Were I inspir'd to preach and tell All that is done in heaven and hell, Or could my faith the world remove, Still I am nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store To feed the bowels of the poor, Or give my body to the flame To gain a martyrs glorious name ; 4 If love to God and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain ; Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal The woi'ks of love can e'er fulfil. fiOp. C. M. Stennett. U JO Profession of Love to Christ. ND have I, Christ, no love to thee, — ■■ No passion for thy charms ? No wish my Savior's face to see, And dwell within his arms ! 2 Is there no spark of gratitude In this cold heart of mine, To him whose generous bosom glow'd With friendship all divine ? 3 Can I pronounce his charming name, His acts of kindness tell. And, while I dwell upon the theme. No sweet emotion feel? 4 Such base ingratitude as this Wha* heart but must detest! LOVE. 371 Sure Christ deserves the noblest place lu every christian's breast. A very wretch, Lord, I should prove, Had I no love to thee : Rather than not my Savior love, O may I cease to be ! S. M. Fawcett. Love to the Brethren. 609 1 "DLEST be the tie that binds _0 Our hearts in Christian love ! The lellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Fathers throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes ; Our mutual burdens bear : And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 Wh'en we asunder part. It gives us inward pain ; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again . 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way ; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. 6 From soitow, toil, and pain. And sin we shall be free ; And perfect love and friendship reign Tla-ough all eternity. 610 'A C. M. Fawcett. Love to our Enemies from the Example of Christ. — Luke xxiii. M. Matt. v. 4s. LOUD we sing the wondrous grace Christ to his murderers bare ; Which made the tor'tring cross his throne, And hung its trophies there. ' Father forgive !' his mercy cried. With his expiring breath, And drew eternal blessings down On those Avho wrought his death. 372 LOVE. 3 Jesus, this "wondrons love we sing! And, whilst we sing, admire : Breathe on our souls, and kindle there The same celestial fire. 4 Sway'd by thy dear example, we For enemies will pray ; With love, their hatred — and their curse With blessings — will repay. ail C. M. Stennett. '-'-*- -^ All Attainments vain without Love. 1 Cor. xiii. 1-3. 1 Q1H0ULD bounteous nature kindly pour |io Her richest gifts on me, Still, 0 my God ! I should be poor, If void of love to thee. 2 Not shining wit, nor manly sense, Could make me truly good ; Nor zeal itself could recompense The want of love to God. 3 Did I possess the gift of tongues, But were denied thy grace ; My loudest words — my loftiest songs^ Would be but sounding brass. 4 Though thou shouldst give me heavenly skill Each mystery to explain : If I'd no heart to do thy will, My knowledge would be vain. 5 Had I so strong a faith, my God! As mountains to remove ; No faith could do me real good, That did not work by love. 6 [What though, to gratify my pride, And make my heaven secure All my possessions I divide Among the hungry poor ; 7 What though my body I consign To the devouring flame. In hope the glorious deed will shine In rolls of endless fame ! 8 These splendid acts of vanity. Though all the world applaud. If destitute of charit.y, Can never please my God.] 9 Oh, grant me, tlien, this one request, And I'll be satisfied, — 612 LOVE. 3 < 3 That love divine may rule my breast, And all my actions guide. C. M. Mrs. Steele. Prayer for Quickening Grace. 1 npERMIT me, Lord, to seek thy face, t Obedient to thy call ; To seek the presence of thy grace, My strength, my life, my ail. 2 All I can wish is thine to give. My God I ask thy love, That greatest boon I can receive, That bliss of heaven above. 3 To heaven my restless heart aspires ; Oh ! for a quickening ray. To animate my faint desires, And cheer the tiresome way. 4 While sin and Satan join their art. To keep me from my Lord, Dear Savior, guard my trembling heart, And guide me by thy word. 5 "When'er the tempting foe alarms, Or spreads the fatal snare, I'll tiy to my Redeemer's arms, For safety must be there. 6 My Guardian, my almighty Friend, On thee my soul would rest ; On thee alone my hopes depend, III thee I'm ever blest. C. M. Doddridge. Lovest thou me ? feed my Lambs, John xxi. 15. 1 nPvO not I love thee, 0 my Lord? AJ Behold my heart and see ; And turn each cursed idol out That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from my soul? Then let me nothing love : Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. 3 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Savior's voice to hear ? i [Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock, I would disdain to feed? 613 374 LOVE. Hast thou a foe, before wliose face 1 fear thy cause to plead ? 5 Would not my ardent spirit vie, With angels round thy throne, To execute thy sacred will, And make thy glory known ? 6 Would not my heart pour forth its blood In honor of thy name ? And challenge the cold hand of death To damp the immortal flame ?] 7 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord ; But, 0 ! I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. filA C. M. Primitive. ^-^^ The Grace of Christian Love. 1 TTOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 11 When those who love the Lord In one another's peace delight, And thus fulfil his word : 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ; When sorrow flows from eye to eye. And joy from heart to heart : 3 When free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above, Each can his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love : 4 When love in one delightful stream Through every bosom flows, And union sweet, and dear esteem. In every action glows ! 5 Love is the golden chain that binds The happy souls above ; And he's an heir of heaven that finds His bosom glow with love. f^-\ n C. M. Primitive. ^ -L ^ Love to the Savior. 1 rilHOTJ lovely source of true delight, Jl Whom I unseen adore. Unveil thy beauties to my sight, That I may love thee more. 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines. But in thy sacred word LOVE. 375 Tread, in fairer, brighter lines, My bleeding, dying Lord. 3 Jesus, my Lord, my Life, my Light, 0 come with blissful ray ; Break radiant through the shades of night, And chase my fears away. 4 Then shall my soul with rapture trace The wonders of thy love ; But the full glories of thy face Are only known above. Cil (\ L. M. Primitive. '^ -'-'-' A Glimpse of Christ is Joyful. 1 XESUS, what shall I do to show t) How much I love thj' charming name ? Let my whole heart with rapture glow, Thy boundless goodness to proclaim. 2 Lord, if a distant ghmjise of thee Can give such sweet, such vast delight, What must the joy, the triumph be, To dwell for ever in thy sight ? ai^ CM. Primitive. "-*- * Jesus precious. 1 T>LEST Jesus, when my soaring thoughts I> O'er all thy graces rove. How is my soul in transport lost, In wonder, joy, and love ! 3 Not softest strains can charm mine ears, Like thy beloved name ; Nor anght beneath the skies inspire My heart with equal flame. 3 No, thou art precious to my heart. My portion and my joy ; For ever let thy boundless grace My sweetest thoughts employ. 4 "\Mien nature faints, around my bed Let thy bright glories shine. And death shall all its terrors lose In raptures so divine. ai Q C. M. Primitive. UJ-O j-Q Christ, the good Shepherd. 1 rilO thee, my Shepherd and my Lord, I A grateful song I'll raise ; U let the meanest of thy flock Attempt to sing thy praise. 376 LOVE. 2 Vain the attempt ! what tongue can speak A subject so divine ? Do justice to so vast a theme, And praise a love like thine ? 3 Love, that could bring thy willing feet Prom that bless'd world on high, From thy great Father's dear embrace, To suffer, bleed, and die ! 4 My life, my joy, my hope, I owe To this amazing love ; Ten thousand thousand comforts here, And nobler bliss above. (^1 Q 8's. Baldwin ^^^ Union. 1 TT^ROM whence doth this union arise, JC That hatred is conquer'd by love ? It fastens om* souls in such ties, As distance and time can't remove. 2 It cannot in Eden be found, Nor yet in a Paradise lost ; It grows on Immanuel's ground. And Jesus' rich blood it did cost. 3 My friends now so dear unto me,' (Our hearts so united in love ;) Where Jesus is gone I shall see, In yonder blest mansions above. 4 O I why then so loth for to part? Since there we shall all meet again, Engrav'd on Iminamicrs heart, At distance we cannot remain. 6 And soon we shall see that bright day, And join Avith the armies above, Set free from these prisons of clay United in mansions of love. 6 With Jesus we ever shall reign, His glor}^ eternally see. Singing hallelujah, Amen ; Amen ! even so let it be. (^9 A S. M. Baltimo** Col. ^^^ Love to the Saints. 1 TT LOVE the sons of grace, I The heirs of bliss divine, Who walk in paths of righteousness. And fly from ev'ry siu. LOVE. 377 They will my faults reprove, When heedlessly I err ; How do I prize their faithful love ! Their kind and tender care. Tliey Jesus' image bear ; How lovely is the sight : They shall at length with him appear In everlasting light. They love the Father's name, And gladly do his will ; They humbly follow Christ the Lamb, In purity and zeal. Their footsteps I'll pursue With vigor till I die ; Rejoicing in the pleasing view Of meeting them on high. It is a sweet employ To join in worship here ; But how divine will be the joy To see each other there ! L' fi91 s. M. ^*^-*- Chrislian Love. OYE is the fountain, whence All true obedience floAvs ; The Christian serves the (Jod he loves, And loves the God he knows. 2 He treads the heavenly road, And neither faints nor tires ; That generous love which warms his breast With fortitude inspires. 3 No burden seems so great, No task so hard appears, But this he cheerfully performs. And that he meekly bears. 4 May love — that shining grace — O'er all my powers preside ; Direct my thoughts, suggest my words. And every action guide. fi99 L. M. ^^^ ChrisVs Love. 1 XESUS, thy boundless love to me 9J No tho't can reach, no tongue declare ; O knit my thankful heart too thee, And reign vrithout a rival there. 378 LOTE. 2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray ; All pain before its presence flies : Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, Where'er its healing beams arise. 3 0 let thy love my soul inflame. And to thy service sweetly bind ; Transfuse it through my inmost frame, And mould me wholly to thy mind. 4 Thy love in sufferings be my peace ; Thy love in weakness make me strong ; And when the storms of life shall cease, Thy love shall be my heaven and song. a^o c. p. M. ^^*^ Heavenly-Mind£dness. 1 "TXriTH eyes of faith and wings of love, W My soul ATOuld upward rise ; And converse hold Avith things above, And all that heavenly influence prove. Which grace divine supplies. 2 But sin Avill oft my heart betray, And cares from morn till e'en Command ni}'^ lab'ring thoughts away, And my affections far astray From happiness and heaven. 3 Heaven is the portion of my soul, My treasure and my joy ; There's 'nought on earth, from pole to pole, Where mountains rise or oceans roll, That should my heart employ. 4 Upward, still upAvard, let me soar, Wliile in this vale of tears ; Till earthly cares and toils are o'er, And sin shall Avound my heart no more, And heaven itself appears. CM. Charily. 1 TE3US, my Lord, how rich thy grace ! itj Thy bounties how complete ! HoAv shall I count the matchless sum? How pay the mighty debt ? 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost thou exalted shine ; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are thiue ? 624 HUMILITY. 379 3 But tliou hast brethren here below, The partners of thy grace ; And wilt confess their humble names Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed, 7\.nd visited and cheer'd ; And in their accents of distress, My Savior's voice is heard. 5 Thy face, with rev'rence and love, We in thy poor would see ; 0 let US rather beg our bread Than keep it back from thee ! HUMILITY. PO^ CM. Hart. U-jtJ uj£g gf^^ii ^Qi speak of Himselfy^ John xvi. 13. 1 X)rrHATEVER prompts the soul to pride, VV Or gives us room to boast. Except in Jesus crucified. Is not the Holy Ghost. 2 That blessed Spirit omits to speak Of what himself has done, And bids the enlighten'd sinner seek Salvation in the Son. 3 He never moves a man to say, " Thank God, I am so good ;" But turns his eye another way, To Jesus and his blood. 4 Great are the graces he confers, But all in Jesus' name ; He gladly dictates, gladly hears, "Salvation to the Lamb." a^a L. M. Medley. ^"^^'^ Though I be Nothing.''— 2 Cor. xii. 11. 1 TEHOVAH'S awful name revere, t) In humble praise, with holy fear: In glory thron'd divinely bright, All worlds are nothing in his sight. 380 HUMILITY. 2 The num'roug proud, self-right'ous host, Who fondly of their something boast, Will lind their something nothing more Than what will prove them blind and poor. 3 O may my soul such folly shun, Nor ever boast what I have done ; But at God's footstool humbly fall, And Jesus be my all in all. 4 Though of myself I nothing am, I'm dear to God, and to the Lamb ; Though I have nothing, I confess, All things in Jesus I possess. 5 I can do nothing, Lord, 'tis true. Yet, in thy strength, can all things do : Nothing I merit, Lord, I own, Yet shall possess a heavenly throne. 6 Thus something. Savior, may I be, Nothing in self, but all in thee ; And when in glory I appear. Be something, and 3^et nothing, there. (^97 L. M. Medley. U^ I ijjQ shall be for a Sancti(ary.''-lsii.\-m.24:. 1 "TF^^SUS, before thy face I fall, pj My Lord, my life, my hope, my all ; For I iiave no where else to flee ; No sanctuary. Lord, but thee. 2 In thee I every glory view, Of safety, strength, and beauty too : Beloved Savioi-, ever be A sanctuary unto me. 3 Whatever woes and fears betide, In thj'^ dear bosom let me hide ; And, Avhile I i)Our my soul to thee, Do thou my sanctuary be. 4 Through life and all its changing scenes, And all the grief that intervenes, 'Tis this supports ni}' fainting heart, That thou my sanctuary art. 5 Apace the solemn hour draws nigh. When I must bow my head and die ; But 0, what joy this witness gives, — Jesus, my sanctuary, lives. 6 He from the grave my dust will raise ; I in the heavens will sing his praise ; And when in glor}' I ai)peur, He'll be my sanctuary there. 628 HUMILITY. 381 L. M. Gadsby's Col. " Unto you He is i)recious.''^ — 1 Pet. ii. 7. 1 "TESUS is precious, saith the Word ; ^ What comfort does this truth aft'ord! And those who in his name believe, With joy this precious truth receive. 2 To tliem he is more precious far Thau life and all its comforts are ; More precious than their daily food. More precious thau their vital blood. 3 Not ];ealth, nor Avealth, nor sounding fame. Nor earth's deceitful, empty name, With all its pomp and all its glare, Can with a precious Christ compare. 4 He's precious in his precious blood. That pardoning and soul-cleansing flood ; He's precious in his righteousness, That everlasting, heavenly dress. 5 In every office he sustains, In every victory he gains. In every counsel of his will, He's precious to his people still. 6 As they draw near their journey's end. How precious is their heavenly Friend ! And, when in death they bow their head, He's precious ou a dying bed. 7 In glory. Lord, may I be found, And, with thy precious mercy crown'd, Join the glad song, and there adore A precious Christ for evermore. /^9q S. M. Newton. yJ^tJ j-Zjg Lamentations of a new-born iSoul. Job xl. 4 ; Rom. vii. 24. 1 f\ LORD ! hoAT vile am I ; \_/ Unholy and unclean ! How can I dare to venture nigh, With such a load of sin ! 2 Is this polluted heart A dwelling fit for thee ? Swarming, alas ! in every part, Wh'dt evils do I see ! 3 If I attempt to pray, And lisp thv holy name, My thoughts are hurried soon away; I know not where I am. 382 HUMILITY. 4 If in thy word I look, Such darkness fills my mind, I only read a sealed book, And no relief can find. 5 T ly gospel oft I hear, But hear it still in vain ; Without desire, or love, or fear, I like a stone remain. 6 Myself can hardly bear This wretched heart of mine ; How hateful then, must it appear To those pure eyes of thine ! 7 And must I then indeed Sink in despair and die ? Fain would I hope that thou didst bleed For such a wretch as I. 8 That blood which thou hast spilt, Tliat grace which is thine own, Can cleanse the vilest sinner's guilt And soften hearts of stone. 9 Low at thy feet I bow ; 0 , pity and forgive ! Here will I lie, and wait till thou Shalt bid me rise and live. f^OA L. M. Mrs. Steele. ^^^'Blesi^ed are the poor in spirit.' -Mnil.v. 5. 1 "VT'E humble souls, complain no more ; 1 Let faith survey 3'our future store : How happy, how divinely blest, The sacred words of truth attest. 2 In vain the sons of wealth and pride Despise j'^our lot, your hope deride ; In vain they boast their little stores ; Trifles are theirs, a kingdom yours. 3 A kingdom of Immense delight, Where health, and peace, and joy unite : Where undeclining pleasures rise, And every wish hath full supplies. 4 A kingdom which can ne'er decay, While time sweeps earthly thrones away ; The state which power and truth sustain, Unmoved for ever must remain. 5 There shall your e,yes with rapture view The glorious Friend that died for j'^ou — HUMILITY. 383 That died to ransom, died to raise To crowns of joy and songs of praise. 6 Jesns, to thee I breathe my prayer ; lie veal, confirm my interest there : Whate'er my humble lot below, Tliis, this my soul desires to know. /^Ol CM. Sonnets. UO± The meekness of Christ. 1 TESUS the great, the mighty God, tj A man of grief became ; In paths of meekness here he trod, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 Humility, how bright it shin'd In every act he wrought ; What lowliness of heart and mind, Appear'd in all he taught. 3 His love to men of sinful race, (ilow'd in his tender breast; For man he yielded to disgrace, Forsaken and distress'd. 4 Led as a lamb to meet the sword. He bow'd beneath the stroke ; Not one revengeful angry Avord, The dear Eedeemer spoke. 5 0 may his meekness be my guide, Tlie pattern I pursue ; How can I bear revenge or pride. With Jesus in my view ? ao^ L.M. Watts. UO-j rpj^Q Pharisee and the Publican. Luke xviii. 10, &c. 1 "OEHOLD how sinners disagree l> The Publican and Pharisee ! One doth his righteousness proclaim, The other owns his guilt and shame. 2 This man at humble distance stnnds, And cries for grace with lifted liands ; That boldly rises near the throne. And talks of duties he has done. 3 The Lord their different language knows, And different answers he bestoAvs : The humble soul with grace he crowns. Whilst on the proud his anger frowns. 384 HUMILITY. 4 Dear Father, let me never be Join'd with the boasting Pharisee ; I have no merits of my own, But plead the sufferings of thy Son. (^QO C. M. Watta. UtJtj Humility and Submission. 1 XS there ambition in my heart? 1 Searcli, gracious God, and see ; Or do I act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all ni}' carriage mild, Content, my Father, Avith thy will, And quiet as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind Shall have a large reward ; Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. f\'^A. 7's. Madan'sCol. ^•^"^ A Prayer for Humility. 1 X ORD, if thou thy grace impart, — I J Poor in spirit, meek in heart, I shall, as my Master, be Ptooted in humility. 2 Simple, teachable, and mild, Chang'd into a little child ; Pleas'd with all the Lord provides, Wean'd from all the world besides. 3 Father, fix my soul on thee ; Ever,y evil let me flee ; Nothing want, beneath, above, — Happy in thy precious love. 4 Oh, may we all seek and find Every good in Jesus join'd ! , Him let Israel still adore, Trust him, praise him evermore. C\^K S. M. Doddridge. \JtJ*J jtj^g Jlfeefc beautified with Salvation. Psalm cxlix. 4. 1 '\7'E humble souls, rejoice, ¥ And cheerful praises sing ! Wake all your harmony of voice. For Jesus is your King ! 2 That meek and lowly Lord, Whom here your souls have known, HUMILITY. 385 Pledges the honor of liis word, T' avow you for his own. 3 He brings salvation near ; For you bis blood was paid ! How beauteous shall you all appear Thus sumptuously array'd ! 4 Sing ! for the day is nigh, When, near your Savior's seat, The tallest sons of pride shall lie The footstool of your feet. 5 Salvation, Lord, is thine, And all the saints confess The royal robes, in which they shine, Were wrought by sovereign grace. n.^f\ CM. Parkinson's Col. ^^^ Slow Traveler. 1 /~\ HAPPY souls, how fast you go, \_7 And leave me here behind ; Don't stop for me, For now I see The Lord is just and kind. 2 Go on, go on, my soul says go, And I'll come after you ; Though I'm behind. Yet I can find, And sing hosanna too. 3 Ma}' you have strength, that you may run, And keep your footsteps right; Though fast you go, And I so slow, You are not out of sight. 4 When you arrive in worlds above, And all their glories see ; When you get home. Your journey 's done : Then look ye out for me. 5 For I will run as fast 's I can, Along the way I'll steer. Through Christ my strength, I shall at length Be one among you there. 6 There altogether we shall meet, Together we shall sing ; A countless throng. To swell the song Of Moses and the Lamb. 13 386 HUMILITY. T C\Q7 S. M. Cowper. '-''-'• Dependence. \0 keep the lamp alive, With oil we fill the bowl ; 'Tis water makes the willow thrive, And grace that feeds the soul. 2 The Lord's unsparing hand Supplies the living stream, It is not at our own command, But still deriv'd from him. 3 Beware of Peter's word,* Nor confidently say, "I never will deny thee, Lord," But grant I never may. 4 Man's wisdom is to seek His strength in God alone ; And e'en an angel would be weak, Who trusted in his own. 6 Retreat beneath his wings, And in his grace confide ; This more exalts the King of kiugs,t Than all your works beside. 6 In Jesus is our store, Grace issues from his throne ; Whoever says, " I want no more," Confesses he has none. ^QQ 7's. Montgomery. 1 T ORD ! for ever at thy side i J Let my place and portion be ; Strip me of my robe of pride. Clothe me with humility. 2 Meekly may my soul receive All thy Spirit hath reveal'd ; Thou hast spoken, — I believe. Though the prophecy were seal'd. 3 Quiet as a weaned child. Weaned from the mother's breast; By no subtilty beguiled. On thy faithful word I rest. 4 Saints ! rejoicing evermore, In the Lord Jehovah trust ; Him in all his ways adore, Wise, and wonderful, and just. *Matt. xxvi. 33. tJohi^ vi. 29. HUMILITY. 387 f^QQ L. M. \jtJtJ Mourning over Sin. 1 ^BE a poor sinner, gracious Lord, 0 Whose soul, encourag'd by thy word, At mercy's footstool would remain, And there Avould look, and look again. 2 How oft, deceiv'd by self and pride, Has my fond heart been turn'd aside ; And, Jonah-like, has fled from thee, Till thou Iiast look'd again on me. 3 Ah, bring a wretched wanderer home, And to th}^ footstool let me come, And tell thee all my grief and pain, And wait, and look, and look again. 4 Take courage, then, my trembling soul, One look from Christ will make thee Avhole ; Trust thou in him, 'tis not in vain, But wait, and look, and look again. 5 Look to the Lord, his word, his throne ; Look to his strength, and not thy own ; There wait, and look, and look again. Thou slialt not wait, nor look in vain. aAf) C. P. M. w-rv^ Faith Struggling. 1 /^ LET my trembling soul be still, V^5 While darkness veils the sky, And wait thy wise, thy holy will, Wrapt yet in mystery ; 1 cannot. Lord, thy purpose see, But all is well, since rul'd by thee. 2 Thus, trusting in thy love, I tread The path of duty on ; What thougli some cherish'd joys are fled, Some flatt'ring dreams are gone ? Yet purer, brighter joys remain. Why should my spirit then complain? aAi L. M. ^^J- Ralred of Sin. 1 /^H. could I find some peaceful bow'r, KJ Where sin lias neither place nor pow'r ; This traitor vile I fain would shun. But cannot from his presence run. 2 When to the throne of grace I flee, He stands between my God and me : 388 FEAK. Where'er I rove, where'er I rest, I feel him working in my breast. 3 When I attempt to soar above, To, view the heights of Jesus' love ; This monster seems to mount the skies, And veils his giory from my ej'es. 4 Lord, free me from this deadly foe, Which keeps my faith and hope so low ; I long to dwell in heav'n my home, Where not one sinful thought can come. 0±0 L.M. - ^ ^—^ Inconstancy lamented. H ! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, That can from Jesus thus depart ; Thus fond of trifles vainly rove, Forgetful of a Savior's love. 2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay, And chide each vanity away ; In vain, alas ! resolve to bind Tills rebel heart, this wand'ring mind. 3 Through all resolves, how soon it flies, And mocks the Aveak, the slender ties ; There's nought beneath a power divine. That can this roving heart confine. 4 Jesus, to thee I would return. And at thy feet repenting mourn ; There let me view thy pard'ning love, And never from thy sight remove. 6 0, let thy love, Avith sweet control. Bind all the passions of my soul ; Bid every vanity depart, And dwell for ever in my heart. FEAR. f\AO C. M. Gadsby's Col \J^fJ j^g^j, Qf (^od.— Psalm cxix. 32. 1 nri^EAR is a grace Avhich ever dwells r With its fair partner, love ; Blending their beauties, both proclaim Their source is from above. FEAR. 389 2 Let terrors fright the unwilling slave, The child with joy appears ; Cheerful he does his Father's will, And loves as much as fears. 3 Let fear and love, most holy God, Possess this soul of mine ; Then shall I worship thee aright, And taste thy joys divine. n M L. M. Hart. ^ ^^The Fear of the Xord.— Isaiah xi. 2, 3. 1 "TTAPPY the men who fear the Lord ; Xl They from the paths of sin depart ; licjoice and tremble at his word, And hide it deep within their heart. 2 They in his mercy hope, through grace , Revere his judgments, not contemn ; Tn pleasing Jiini their pleasure's plac'd. And his delight is plac'd in them. 3 This fear, a rich and endless store. Preserves the soul from poisonous pride ; The heart that Avants this fear is poor, AYhatever it possess beside. 4 This treasure was by Christ possess'd ; In this his understanding stood ; And ever}'' one that's with it bless'd, Has free redemption in his blood. p.i^ L. M. Hart. \j-±Oit rpj^Q Fear of the Lord is to hate evil." Prov. viii. 13. 1 "FN vain men talk of living faith, J_ When all their works exhibit death ; When they indulge some sinful view. In all they say and all they do. 2 The true believer fears the Lord, Obeys his precepts, keeps his word ; Commits his works to God alone, And seeks his will before his own. 3 A barren tree, that bears no fruit. Brings no great glory to its root ; When on the boughs rich fruit we see, 'Tis then we cry, "A goodly tree." 4 Never did men, b}' faith divine, To selfishness and sloth incline : The Christian works with all his power, And grieves that he can work no more. 390 FEAR. 646 C. M. Watts. Desertion and Hope ; or. Complaint of Absence from Fublic Worship. 1 TXr^^'^ earnest longings of the mind, YV My God, to thee I look ; So pants the hunted hart to find And taste the cooling brook. 2 Wlien shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet mj' God again ? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 Temptations vex my weary soul, And tears are my repast ; The foe insults without control, * And Where's your God at last?' 4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days ; Then to thy honse did numbers go, And all our work Avas praise. 6 But why, my soul, sunk down so far Beneath this heavy load ? Why do my thoughts indulge despair, And sin against my God? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove ; For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. aAJ L. M. Watts. ^^ * Melancholy Thoughts reproved ; or, Hope in Affliction. 1 1\/rY spirit sinks within me. Lord, It I But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise. Swell like a sea, and round me spread; Tliy water-spouts drown all my joys, And rising Avaves roll o'er ray head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, I^or in the night his grace remove ; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet. And say, 'My God, my heavenly Rock, FEAR. 391 Why doth thy love so long forget * The soul that groans beneath thy stroke V 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low, Wh}'^ should ray soul indulge her grief? Hope in the Lord and praise him too, He is my rest, my sure relief. 6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still, Thy words shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine h ly hill, My God, my most exceeding joy. (^AQ C. M. Watts. ^"^'^ Bonbts and Fears supprest ; or God our Defence fro^n Sin and Satan. 1 1\/r Y God, how many are my fears 1 iVl How fast my foes Increase ! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. 2 The lying tempter would persuade There's no relief in heaven; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiven. 3 But thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on my temp er tread, Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. 4 [I cried, and from his holy hill He bow'd a listening ear ; I call'd my Father, and my God, And he subdu'd my fear. 5 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes. In spite of all my foes ; I 'woke and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repose.] 6 What though the hosts of death and hell All arm'd against me stood. Terrors no more shall shake my soul, M}^ refuge is my God. 7 Arise, 0 Lord, fulMl thy grace, While I thy glory sing : My God has broke the serpent's teeth, And death has lost his sting. 8 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can save : Blessings attend thy people here, And reach beyond tlie grave. 392 RESIGNATION. 649 RESIGNATION. C. M. Cowper, Submission. LORD ! my best desires fulfil, And lielp me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at the gracious hand That wijDes away my tears ? 3 No ! let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee, Who never hast a good withheld, Nor wilt withhold, from me. 4 Thy favor all my journey through Thou art engag'd to grant ; Wliat else I want, or think I do, 'Tis better still to want. 5 Wisdom and mercy guide ray way : Shall I resist them both ? A poor blind creature of to-day. And crush'd before the moth ! 6 But, ah ! my inmost spirit cries, Still bind me to thy sway ; Else the next cloud, that veils my skies, Drives all these thoughts away. ^r^A CM. Mrs. Steele. yJUKJ Filial Submisssion. — Heb. xii. 7. ^A ND can my heart aspire so high. To say, ' My Father, God !' Lord, at thy feet I fain Avould lie And learn to kiss the rod. 2 I would submit to all thy will. For thou art good and wise ; Let every anxious tliought be still. Nor one faint murmur rise. 3 Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom, And bid me wait serene, RESIGNATION. 393 rill hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. 4 * My Father,' — 0 permit my heart To plead her humble claim, And ask the bliss those words Impart, In my Redeemer's name. ai^l CM. T.Greene. ^^-*- Itis the Lord — let him do what seemeth him good. — 1 Sam. iii. 18. 1 XT is the Lord — enthron'd in light, I Whose claims are all divine ; Who has an undisputed right To govern me and mine. 2 It is the Lord— should I distrust, Or contradict his will, Who cannot do but what is just, And must be righteous still? 3 It is the Lord — who gives me all My wealth, my friends, my ease ; And of his bounties may recall Whatever part he please. 4 It is the Lord — who can sustain Beneath the heaviest load — From whom assistance I obtain To tread the thorny road. 5 It is the Lord— whose matchless skill Can from afflictions raise Matter eternity to fill With ever-growing praise. 6 It is the Lord, my cov'nant God, Thrice blessed be his name ! Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood. Must ever be the same. 7 His cov'nant will my soul defend, Should nature's self expire. And the great Judge of all descend In awful flames of fire ! 8 And can my soul with hopes like these, Be sullen, or repine ? No, gracious God! take what thou please, To thee I all resign. a ^9 L. M. / Watts. ^'^— ' jtfan's Mortality and ChrisVs Eternity. 1 "TT is the Lord our Savior's hand i Weakens our strength amidst the race ; 394 KESIGKATIOK. Disease and death at his command, Arrest us, and cut short our days. 2 Spare us, 0 Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our suu go down at noon : Thy years are one eternal day, And must thy children die so soon? 3 Yet in the midst of death and grief This thought our sorrow shall assuage, Oar Father and our Savior live ; Ghrisl is the same through every age. 4 'Twas he this earth's foundation laid ; Heaven is the building of his hand : This earth grows ola, these heavens shall fade, And all be chang'd at his command. 5 The starry curtains of the sky Like garments shall be laid aside ; But still thy throne stands firm and high ; Thy church forever must abide. 6 Before thy face thy church shall live, And on thy throne thy children reign : This dying world shall they survive. And the dead saints be raised again. C\n^ L.M. Watts. ^^^ Submission and Deliverance; or, Abraham offering his son. — Gen. xxii. 6. 1 CJAENTS, at your heavenly Father's word iO Give up your comforts to the Lord ; He shall restore what you resign. Or grant you blessing more divine. 2 So Abraham with obedient hand Led forth his son at God's command, The wood, the fire, the knife he took. His arm prepar'd the dreadful stroke. 3 * Abraham, forbear,' (the angel cried,) * Thy faith is known, thy love is tr ed, ' Thy son shall live, and in thy seed * Shall the whole earth be bless'd indeed.' 4 Just in the last distressing hour JChe Lord displays delivering power ; The mount of danger is the place Where we shall see surprising grace. or: A. C. M. Watts. ^^"* Submission to afflictive Providences. 1 l^AKED as from the earth we came, J^ And crept to life at first, EESIGNATTON. 395 We to the earth return again, And mingle witli our dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are but short favors borrow'd now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God that lifts our comforts high Or sinks them iu the grave ; He gives, and (blessed be his name !) He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry passions, then, Let each rebellious sigh Be silent at his sovereign will. And every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crowns our lives Its praises shall be spread. And we'll adore the justice too That strikes our comforts dead. L. M. Beddome. Patience. EAR Lord ! though bitter is the cup Thy gracious hand deals out to me, I cheerfully would drink it up ; That cannot hurt which comes from thee. 2 Dash it with thy unchanging love, Let not a drop of wrath be there ! — The saints, for ever bless'd above, Were often most afflicted here, 3 From Jesus, thy incarnate Son, I'll learn obedience to thy will ; And humbly kiss the chastening rod, When its severest strokes I feel. ana CM. Beddome. ^^^ Resignation; or, Ood our Portion. 1 "l\/rY times of sorrow and of joy. It I Great God ! are in thy hand ; My choicest comforts come from thee. And go at thy command. 2 If thou shouldst take them all away, Yet would I not repine ; Before they were possessed by me, They were entirely thine. 3 Nor would I drop a murmuring word. Though the whole world were gone, 655 396 RESIGNATION. But seek enduring happiness In thee, and thee alone. 4 What is the world, with all its store? 'Tis but a bitter sweet ; "VNHien I attempt to pluck the rose, A prickly thorn I meet. 5 Here pei'fect bliss can ne'er be found, The honey's mixed with gall : Midst changing scenes, and dying friends, Be thou my all in all. f^nj CM. Eippon'sCol. ^ • TJie Request. 1 TT^ATHER, what'er of earthly bliss P Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of Grace, Let this petition rise : 2 Give me a calm and thankful heart, From ev'ry murmur free ; The blessing of thy grace impart, And make me live in thee: 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine, My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine. And crown my journey's end. ^^O 7's. Fawcett. \)Oij j^ Birth-day Hymn. — Acts xxvi. 22. 1 T MY Ebenezer raise 1 To my kind Redeemer's praise ; With a grateful heart I own. Hitherto thy help I've known. 2 \\Tiat may be ray future lot. Well I know concerns me not ; This should set my heart at rest, . What thy will ordains is best. 3 I my all to thee resign : Father, let thy will be mine ; May but all thy dealings prove Fruits of thy paternal love. 4 Guard me, Savior, by thy pow'r, Guard me in the trying hour : Let thy unremittetl care Save me from the lurking snare, 6 Let my few remaining days Be directed to thy praise ; So the last, the closing scene Shall be tranquil and serene. D' HESIGNATION. 397 6 To thy -will I leave the rest, Grant me but this one request, Both in life and death to prove Tokens of thy special love. /^^q S. M. Beddome. ^^^ Submission tender affliction ^OST thou my profit seek, And chasten as a friend? 0 God, I'll kiss the smarting rod, There's houe^^ at the end. 2 Dost thou through death's dark vale, Conduct to heaven at last? The future good will make amends For all the evil jjast. 3 Lord, I would not repine At strokes in mercy sent ; If the chastisement comes in love, My soul shall be content. (](\0 CM. Sonne tts. ^^^ Standstill and see the Salvation of tlie Lord.—Exod. xiv. 13. 1 /^H what a narrow, narrow path V_7 Is that which leads to life ! Some talk of works, and some of faith. With warmth, and zeal, and strife. 2 But after all that's said or done, Let men think what they will. The strength of ev'ry tempted son Consists in standing still. 3 ' Stand still ?' says one, ' that's easy sure, 'Tis what I always do ; Deluded soul, be not secure, This is not meant to you. 4 Not driv'n by fear, nor drawn by love, Nor yet by duty led ; Lie still, you do, and never move, For who can move that's dead ? 5 But for a living soul to stand. By thousand dangers scar'd, And feel destruction close at hand, 0 ! this indeed is hard. 6 To shun this danger, others run To hide they know not where ; Or, tho' they fight, no vic'try's won; They only beat the air. 398 RESIGNATION. 7 Lord, let thy Spirit prompt us when To go, and when to stay ; Attract us with the chords of men, And we shall not delay. aai L. M. Sonnetts. ^^ *- Blessed be the poor. — Luke, vi. 20. 1 T" ORD Avhen I hear thy children talk, JLi (And I believe 'tis often true) How with delight thy ways they walk, And gladly thy commandments do, 2 In my own breast I look, and read Accounts so very diff'rent there, That, had I not thy blood to plead. Each sight would sink me to despair. 3 Needy and naked, and unclean. Empty of good and full of ill ; A lifeless lump of loathsome sin. Without the pow'r to act or will ! 4 I feel my fainting spirits droop ; My wretched leanness I deplore ; 'Till, gladden'd with a gleam of hope From this — the Lord hast blessed the poor. 5 Then, while I make my secret moan, Upwards I cast my eyes, and see, Tho' I have nothing of my own. My treasure is immense in thee. 6 Still may I keep thy love in view ; Lean there ; nor envy those that rciL.- Still trust to— not what I can do, But what thyself hast for me done. 7 My treasure is thy precious blood : Fix there my heart ; and for the rest, Under thy forming hands my God, Give me that frame which thou seest best. fiC\0 C. M. Sonnets. Quietness under Affliction. 1 /^FT has my soul in secret blest V_/ Affliction's painful rod ; It Aveans me from a creature's breast, And brings m.e near to God. '2 When I can take believing views Of his mysterious ways, I can each murmuring thouglit refuse, And celebrate his praise. RESIGNATION. 899 3 Contented tlien I can resign To trouble, loss, or shame ; Convinc'd all things for good combine, To all who love his name. 4 I love him, and would love him more. Whatever woes assail ; All things subserve his mighty power, His wisdom cannot fail. 5 But when, dear Lord, I ask thee when, Shall I have this request ; To sigh no more, no more to sin, But in thy presence rest ? fip.^ CM. Primitive. '-'^^ Submission to the Divine will. 1 QUBMISSIVE to thy will, my God, lO I all to thee resign. And now before th}'' chast'ning rod; I mourn, but not repine. 2 Whj^ should my foolish heart complain, When wisdom, truth, and love. Direct the stroke, inflict the pain, And point to joys above ? 3 How short are all my sufferings here ! How needful every cross ! Away my unbelieving fear, Nor call my gain my loss. 4 Then give, dear Lord, or take away, I'll bless thy sacred name ; My Jesus yesterday, to-day, Forever is the same. p.f\/i CM. Primitive. UUtt Faith and Resignation. 1 rriHROUGH all the downward tracks of time, M God's watchful eye surveys : Oh ! who so wise to chose our lot, Or regulate our ways ? 2 I cannot doubt his bounteous love. Immeasurably kind ; To his unerring gracious will, Be every wish resigned. 3 Good when he gives, supremely good. Nor less when he denies ; E'en crosses from his sovereign hand Are blessings in disguise. 400 EESIGNATION. 665 C. M. Primitive. God our Father 1 1\/|"Y God, my Father — blissful name— 1 V I 0 may I call thee miae ! May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ! 2 This only can ray fears control, And bid my sorrows fly ; What harm can ever reach my soul, Beneath my Father's eye ? 3 What'er thy holy will denies, I calmly would resign ; For thou art good, and just, and wise — 0 bend my will to thine. 4 "Wliate'ev thy sacred will ordains, 0 give me strength to bear ; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. ^/2<^ L. M. Montgomery. 1 milEE will I praise, 0 Lord! in light, _L Where seraphim surround thy throne ; With heart and soul, with mind anil might. Thee will I worship, Thee alone. 2 I bow toward thy holy place ; For thou, in mercy still the same, Hast magnified thy word of grace O'er ail the wonders of thy name. 3 Though in the depth of trouble thrown, With grief I shall not always strive ; Thou wilt thy suffering sei-vant own. And thou the contrite heart revive. 4 Thy purpose then in me fulfil ; Forsake me not, for I am thine ; Perfect in me thine ntmost will ; Whatever it be, that will be mine ! 8's. Submission. 667 1 ^rillS hard, when we are sick and poor JL And they who lov'd us, love no more When riches, health, and friends are gone. To say, " O Lord thy will be done :" Yet Lord I would to thee resign And say, "My Father's will be mine." BESIGNATION. 401 'Tis hard, when in onr souls distress, All, all around is wilderness ; [none. When herbs and quenching streams, th To say, " My Father's will be done." Yet Lord, I Avould to thee resign And say, " My Father's will be mine." And yet, how light our sorrows be, To his, in dark Gethsemane, Who drank the cup, with stifled groan. And said, " My Father's will be done." Dear Lord, may I to thee resign And say, " My Father's will be mine." 668 8's. 7's. Submission. 1 TESUS, while our hearts are bleeding, pj O'er the spoils that death has won, We would at this solemn meeting. Calmly say, " Thy will be done." 2 Though cast down, we're not forsaken, Though afflicted, not alone ; Thou didst give, and thou hast taken, Blessed Lord, " Thy will be done." 3 Fill us now with deep contrition. Take away these hearts of stone. And make all with true submisson, Meekly say, " Thy will be done." 4 Though to-day we're filled with mourning, Mercy still is on the throne ; With thy smiles of Love returning, AYe can sing, " Thy will be done " 5 By thy hands the boon was given, Thou hast taken but thine own ; Lord of earth and God of heaven, Evermore, " Thy Avill be done." 402 PKACK. PEACE. aaq CM. Watts^ \jyjtj Qq^ reconciled in Christ. 1 y\EAREST of all the names above, i 7 My Jesus, and my God, Who can resist thy heavenly love, Or trifle with thy blood ? 2 'Tis by the merits of thy death The Father smiles again ; 'Tis by thy interceding breath The Spirit dwells with men. 3 Till God in human flesh I see. My thoughts no comfort find ; The holy, just, and sacred three Are terrors to my mind. 4 But if Emmanuel's face appear, My hope, my'joy begins ; His name forbids my slavish fear. His grace removes my sins. 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast, I love th' incarnate mystery. And there I fix my trust. f^7A S.M. Watts. ^ * ^ Communion of Saints ; or, Love and Worship. 1 "OLEST are the sons of peace, f> Whose hearts and hopes are one, Whose kind designs to serve and please. Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the favor' d house Where zeal and friendship meet, Their songs of praise, their mingled vows. Make their communion sweet. 3 Thus when on Aaron's head They pour'd the rich perfume, The oil through all his raiment spread, And pleasure fiU'd the room. 4 Thus on the heavenly hills The saints are blest above, Where joy like morning dew distils, And all the air is love. PEACE. -103 ^ ' -^ The Pleasures of Religion. 1 9rpiS religion that can give, I Sweetest pleasures while we live ; 'Tis religion must supply Solid comfort when we die : 2 After death, its joy will be Lasting as eternity ! Be the living God my friend, Then my bliss shall never end. CK'7'^ C. M. Cowper. Hclive/iTieiii. 1 TT^AR from the world, 0 Lord, I flee, r From strife and tumult far ; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree. And seem by thy sweet bounty made, For those who follow thee. 3 There, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode. Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God. 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays. Nor asks a witness of her song. Nor thirsts for human praise. 5 Author and guardian of my life, Sweet source of light divine. And (all harmonious names in one) My Savior, thou art mine. 6 What thanks I owe thee, and what love, A boundless, endless store. Shall echo through the realms above. When time shall be no more. £^70 7"s& 6's. Newton. ^ ' *^ Joy and Peace in Believing. 1 QOMETIMES a light surprises O The christian while he sings : It is the Lord who rises With healing in his wings ; \\lien comforts are declining, He grants the soul again, A season of clear shining, To cheer it after raiu. 404 JOY. *? In holy contemplation, AVe sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow. We cheerfully can say, E'en let the unknown morrow* Bring with it what it may. 3 It can bring with it nothing, But he Avill bear us through ; Who gives the lilies clothing. Will clothe his people too ; Beneath the spreading heavens, No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens, Will give his children bread. 4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither Their wonted fruit shall bear,t Though all the field should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there ; Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice ; For while in him confiding I cannot but rejoice. JOY. C\7A L.M. Watts. ^ • ^ Rejoicing in God ; or, Salvation and Triumph. 1 "TUST are thy waj's, and true thy word, pj Great Rock of my secure abode ; Who is a God beside the Lord ? Or where 's a refuge like our God ? 2 'Tis he that girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield ; And while with sin and hell I fight. Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives (and blessed be my Rock!) The God of my salvation lives, *Matt. vi. 34. fHeb. iii. 17, 18. 67. JOT. 405 The dark designs of hell are broke ; Sweet is the peace my Father gives. Before the scoffers of the age I will exalt my Father's name Nor tremble at their mighty rage, But meet reproach, and bear the shame. To David and his royal seed Thy grace for ever shall extend ; Thy love to saints in Christ their head Knows not a limit, nor an end. ' ^ CM. Watts. *^ Doubts scattered ; or, spiritual Joys restored. 1 TTENCE from my soul, sad tho'ts, begone, Xl And leave me to my joys. My tongue shall triumph in my God, And make a joyful noise. 2 Darkness and doubts had veil'd my mind, And drown'd my head in tears, Till sovereign grace Avith shining rays Dispell'd my gloomy fears. 3 0 what immortal joys I felt, And raptures all divine. When Jesus told me I was his, And ni}^ Beloved mine. 4 In vain the tempter frights my soul. And breaks my peace in vain, One glimpse, dear Savior, of thy face Revives my joys again. (^7(^ S.M. Watts. '-' * ^ Heavenly Joy on Earth. 1 i^OME, we that love the Lord, Vv* And let our joys be known ; Join in a song with sweet accord. And thus surround the throne. 2 The sorrows of the mind Be bauish'd from the place ! Eeligion never was desigu'd To make our pleasures less. 3 Let those refuse to sing That never knew our God; But favorites of the heavenly King Should speak their joys abroad. 4 The God that rules on high, And thunders when lie please, 406 JOT. That rides upon the stormy sky And manages the seas; 6 This awful God is ours, Our Father and our love, He will send down his heavenly joowers To carry us above. 6 There we shall see his face, And never, never sin ; There from the rivers of his grace Drink endless pleasures in. 7 Yes, and before we rise To that immortal state. The thoughts of such amazing bliss Should constant joys create. 8 The men of grace have found Glory begun below, . Celestial fruits in them abound, For God ordain'd it so. 9 Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dry ; We're marching through Immanuel's ground To fairer w^orlds on high. 677 S.M. Watts. Christ unseen and beloved. — 1 Pet. i. 8. 1 "VfOT with our mortal eyes Xi Have we beheld the Lord, Yet we rejoice to hear his name, And love him in his word. 2 " On earth we want the sight Of our Redeemer's face. Yet, Loi'd, our inmost thoughts delight To dwell upon thy grace. 3 And when we taste thy love, Our joys divinely grow Unspeakable, like those above, And heaven begins below. ^70. L. M. Doddridge. '-^ * ^ Rejoicing in God Jer. ix. 23, 24. 1 rpHE righteous Lord, supremely great, 1 Maintains his universal state ; JOY. 407 O'er all tlie eartli his power extends, All heaven before his footstool bends. 2 Yet justice still with power presides, And mercy all his empire guides ; Mercy and truth are his delight, And saints are lovely in his sight. 3 No more, ye wise ! your wisdom boast, No more, ye strong ! your valor trust* No more, ye rich ! survey your store, Elate with heaps of shining ore : 4 Glor3% ye saints ! in this alone, — That God, your God, to you is known ; That you have own'd his sovereign sway, — That you have felt his cheering ray. 6 Our wisdom, wealth, and power, we find In one Jehovah all combin'd ; On him \\ e fix our roving eyes, And all our souls in raptures rise. 6 All else, which we our treasure call, May in one fatal moment fall ; But what their happiness can move. Whom God, the blessed, deigns to love. f^7q 6.6.9. ^ * ^ The Joy of Assurance. 1 /~\ HOW happy are they, \_/ Who their Savior obey, And whose treasures are laid up above ! Tongue cannot express The sweet comfort and peace Of a soul in its earliest love. 2 That sweet comfort was mine When the favor divine I first found in the blood of the Lamb : When my heart first believ'd, 0 what joy I receiv'd ! WTiat a heaven in Jesus' name ! 3 'Twas a heaven below. The Redeemer to know, And the angels could do nothing more Than to fall at his feet. And the story repeat. And the Savior of sinners adore ! 4 Jesus, all the day long. Was my joy and my song ; O that more his salvation might see, 408 JOY. He hath lov'tl me, I cried ; He hath snfiFer'd and died, To redeem such a rebel as me. 6 On the wings of his love I was carried above All sin and temptation and pain ; And I could not believe That I ever should grieve, That I ever should suffer again. 6 I then rode on the sky, Freely justified I, Nor envied Elijah his seat ; My glad soul mounted higher, In a chariot of fire, And the world was put under my feet. 7 O! the rapturous height Of that holy delight, Which I felt in the life-giving blood ! Of my Savior possess'd, I was perfectly bless'd, Overwhelm'd with the fulness of God. 8 What a mercy is this, ^Tiat a heaven of bliss ! How unspeakably favor'd am I ! Gather'd into the fold, With believers enroll'd. With believers to live and to die ! 9 Now, my remnant of days Would I spend to his praise. Who hath died my poor soul to redeem ; Whether many or few, All my years are Ins due, May they all be devoted to him. fiQC) CM. Newton. ^^^ The Joy of the Lord is your Strength. Nehemiah viii. 10. 'J' Tn nature's barren soil ; All we can boast, till Christ we know, Is vanity and toil. 2 But where the Lord has planted grace. And made his glories known ; There fruits of heavenlj' joy and peace Are found, and there alone. 3 A bleeding Savior, seen by faith, A sense of pard'uing love, JOY. 409 A Lope that trinniplis over death, Give jo3^s like those above. 4 To take a glimpse within the veil, To know that God is mine, Are springs of joy that never fail, Unspeakably di\ine ! 5 These are the joys which satisfy. And sanctify the mind ; Which make the spirit mount on high, And leave the world behind. 6 No more, believers, mourn your lot. But if you are the Lord's, Resign to them that know him not Such joys as earth affords. 681 7's. Newton. True Happiness. 'Y IX my heart and eyes on thine ! What are other objects worth? But to see thy glory shine Is a heaven begun on eai'th: " Trifles can no longer move ; Oh ! I tread on all beside, When I feel my Savior's love, And remember how he died ! 2 Now my search is at an end. Now my wishes rove no more ! Thus my moments I would spend. Love, and wonder, and adore : Jesus, source of excellence ! All thy glorious love reveal ! Kingdoms shall not bribe me hence. While this happiness I feel. 3 Take my heart, 'tis all thine own, To thy will my spirit frame ; Thou shalt reign, and thou alone. Over all I have or am : If a foolish thought shall dare To rebel against thj^ word, Slaj'^ it, Lord, and do not spare Let it feel thy Spirit's sword ! ^ 4 Making thus the Lord my choice, I have nothing more to choose, But to listen to thy voice, And my will in thine to lose : 410 ZEAL. Thus whatever may betide, I shall sale and happy be, Still content and satisti'd, Having all iu having thee. ZEAL. £» QO C. M. Watts. \JOLi;^Ql ashamed of the Gospel.— 2 Tim. i. 12. 1 X'M not asham'd to own my Lord, I Or to defend his cause, Maintain the honor of his word, The glor}'^ of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God, I know his name, His name is all my trust, Nor will he put my soul to shame. Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands. And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands Till the decisive honr. 4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father's face, And iu tlie New Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. C. M. Watts. Zeal and Fortitude. 683 1 "|~^0 I believe what Jesus saith, i / And think the gospel true ! Lord, make me bold to own my faith. And practice virtue too. 2 Suppress my shame, subdue my fear. Arm me with heavenly zeal, That I may make thy power appear, And works of praise fulHl. 3 If men shall see my virtue shine, And spread my name abroad. Thine is the power, the praise is thine, My Savior and my God. ZEAL. 411 4 Thus when the saints in glory meet, Tlieir lips proclaim thy grace ; They cast their honors at thy feet, And own their borrow'd rays. aOA CM. Watts. ^^^ Roly Fortitude.— 1 Cor. xvi. 13. 1 4 M I a soldier of the cross, j\_ A follower of the Lamb ? And shall 1 fear to own his cause. Or blush to si)eak his name ? 2 Must I be carried to the skies, On flowery beds of ease ; While others fought to win the prize, And sail'd through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood ? Is this vile world a friend to grace. To help me on to God ? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, bhall conq aer though they die : They see the triumph from afar. And seize it with their eye. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine. Y Q ^ L. M. Watts. t OfJ j^fig Yalue of Christ and his Righleo as- ness. — Phil. iii. 7-9. 1 ^VrO more, my God, I boast no more JAI Of all the duties I have done ; I quit the hopes 1 held before. To trust the merits of thy Son. 2 XoAv for the love I bear his name, WJiat was my gain I count my loss, My former pride I call my shame. And nail my glory to hiscross. 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem All things but loss for Jesus' -sake : O may my soul be found in him, And of liis righteousness partake. 412 ZEAL. 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy tlirone ; Bnt faith can answer thy demands, By pleading what my Lord has done. CiQC] L. M. Watts. UOu Our own Weakness; or, Christ our Strength.— 2 Cor. xii. 7. 9, 10. 1 ~r ET me but hear my Savior say, J_j ' Strength shall be equal to thy day,' 'J'hen I'll rejoice in deep distress, Leaning on all-sufficient Grace. 2 I glory in infirmity, Tliat Christ's own power may rest on me ; When I am weak, then am I strong, Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 3 I can do all things, or can bear All sufferings, if my Lord be there ; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, Wliile his strong hand my head sustains. 4 But if the Lord be once withdrawn. And we attempt the work alone. When new temptations spring and rise AVe find how great our weakness is. 5 [So Sampson, when his hair was lost, Met the Philistines to his cost. Shook his vain limbs with sad surprise, Made feeble fight, and lost his eyes.] fiQ'7 CM. Doddridge. ^^ * Running the Christian Race.-Ph\\. iii.l'i. 1 4 WAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerve, i\ And press with vigor on ; A heav'niy race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high : 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 3 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey ; Forget the steps already trod. And onward urge thy way. 4 Bless'd Savior! introduc'd by thee, Have we our race begun ; And, crown'd with vicfry, at thy feet We'll lay our laurels down. ZEAL. 413 (^OQ C. M. Doddriil^e. ^^^^PerseciUion to be expected by every true Christian. — 2 Tiin. iii. 12. 1 f^i REAT Leader of thine Israel's host, \JC We shout thy conquering name ; Legions of foes beset thee round, And legions fled with shame. 2 A vic'try glorious and complete, Thou by thy death didst gain ; So in thy cause may we contend, And death itself sustain. 3 By our illustrious General fir'd. We no extremes would fear ; Prepar'd to struggle and to bleed, If thou, our Lord, be near. i We'll trace the footsteps thou hast drawn To triumjih and renown ; ^5'or shun thy combat and thy cross May we but share thy crown. /?Qq CM. " Mrs. Steele. UOu Yanities of the World. — Psalm iv. 6. 1 X>EGOXE, ye gilded vanities, If I seek substantial good : To real bliss my wishes rise — The favor of my God. 2 Thy smiles immortal joys impart, Heaven dawns in every ray ; One glimpse of thee will cheer my heart. And turn my night to day. 3 Not all the good which earth bestows, Can fill the craving mind ; Its highest joys have mingled woes. And leave a sting behind. 4 Should boundless wealth increase my store, Can wealth my cares beguile ? I should be wretched still, and poor. Without thy blissful smile. 5 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine. My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end. 6 Grant, 0 my Father and my God, This sweet, this one request ; Be thou my guide to thine abode, And mine eternal rest. 414 TRUST. 690 C. M. Cowper. True and False Zeal. 1 ^EAL is that pure and heavenly flame JLA The fire of love supplies ; While that which often bears the name Is self in a disguise. 2 True zeal is merciful and mild, Can pity and forbear ; The false is headstrong, fierce, and wild, And breathes revenge and war. 3 While zeal for truth the christian warms, He knows the worth of peace ; But self contends for names and forms. Its party to increase. 4 Zeal has attain'd its highest aim Its end is satisfied, When christians love the Savior's name, Nor seeks for aught beside. 6 But self, however well employ'd. Has its own ends in view, And says, as boasting Jehu cried, " Come, see what I can do." 6 Self may its poor reward obtain, And be applauded here, But zeal the best applause will gain When Jesus shall appear. 7 Dear Lord, the idol self dethrone. And from our hearts remove, And let no zeal by us be shown But that which springs from love. TRUST. 691 L. M. Watts. -Ko trust in creatures ; or, Faith in Di- vine Grace and Poioer. 1 ~I\/rY spirit looks to God alone ; i.yJL My rock and refuge is his throne : In all my fpars, in all ni}' straits, My souL on his salvation waits. TRUST. 415 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face : When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. 3 False are the men of high degree, The baser sort are vanity ; Laid in the balance both appear Light as a puff of empty air. 4 Make not increasing gold your trust. Nor set your hearts on glittering dust ; Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke And not believe what God has spoke? 5 Once has his awful voice declar'd, Once and again my ears have heard, ' All power is his eternal due : ' He must be fear'd and trusted too.' 6 For sovereign power reigns not alone, Grace is a partner of the throne ; Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our last reward. 692 C. M. Watts. Assistance and Yiclory in the spiritual Warfare. 1 TT^OR ever blessed be the Lord, _r My Savior and my shield ; He sends his Spirit with his word. To arm me for the field. 2 When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care, Instructs me to the heavenly fight. And guards me through the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine Doth my weak courage raise ; He makes the glorious victory mine, And his shall be the praise. AOQ C. M. \jrjfj Deliverance from a Tumult. 1 rr^HE Lord appears my helper now, I Nor is my faith afraid Of what the sons of earth can do, Since heaven affords me aid. 2 ' Tis safer. Lord, to trust in thee. And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. Watts. 416 TKUST. 3 Like bees my foes beset me round, A l.irge and angry swarm ; But I shall all tlieir rage confound By thine almighty arm.. 4 ' Tis through the Lord my heart is strong, In him ray lips rejoice ; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice ! 5 Like angry bees they girt me round ; When God appears they fly: So burning thorns, with crackling sound, Make a fierce blaze and die. 6 Joy to the saints and peace belongs, The Lord protects their days: Let Israel tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. f\()A C. M. Needham. Ueitt j^y Qrace is sufficient for thee. 1 'TZ' IND are the words that Jesus speaks _I\^ To cheer the drooping saint ; '.M}^ grace sufficient is for you, ' Though nature's powers may faint. 2 ' My grace its glories shall display, ' And make your griefs remove : ' Your weakness shall the triumphs tell ' Of boundless power and love. ' 3 What though my griefs are not remov'd. Yet why should I despair? While my kind Savior's arms support, I can the burden bear. 4 Jesus, my Savior^ and my Lord, 'Tis good to trust thy name : Thy power, thy faithfulness, and love. Will ever be the same. 5 Weak as I am, yet through thy grace I all things can peiform ; And, smiling, triumph in thy name Amid the raging storm. aq ^ L. M. Rippon's Col. yJtJfJ ^n ijiiYtgs working for good, His children's dross and tin ; Yet not as some profanel}'^ urge, To atone for actual sin. 2 The scape-goat's head sustain'd the curse Which was to Israel due ; Jesus, our Passover, for us Was curs'd, and slaughtered too. 3 Eternal thanks to Jesus then, Who took the curse away ; Nor left to fallen, guilty men. The debt of sin to pay. 4 Though oft we feel his chastening rod, And gloomy seasons prove ; Yet still he stands our covenant God, Nor alters in his love. 5 Doth he permit the saint to fall ? We grant the same to be ; By this he purg'd a Peter's soul From self-sufficiency. 6 Glory to God — our covenant God, He makes his children wise ; Shows thcni the worth of pardoning blood ; Thus by their falls they rise. TRIBULATIONS. 437 790 CM. Parldnson's Col. * '-'<-' TJw Christia)Vs Purification. 1 "^TnTH joy let each afflicted snint VV This cheerinj? truth behold, That Avlieii he's tried he shall not faint, But shall come forth as gold. 2 This privilege, dear Lord, I plead, Nor am I here too bold, Thai from the fire as thou hast said, I may come forth as gold. 3 What though the furnace burns on high, Still to tliis truth I'll hold, 'Tis but design'd my soul to try — I shall come forth as gold. 4 Herein liis wisdom and his love Will God to me unfold. And from the furnace I shall prove. He'll bring me forth as gold. 6 He'll kindly thus consume my dross ; So in his word I'm told, Nor can I suffer real loss, But shall come forth as gold. 6 Thus he'll conform me to his word. And cast me in that mould ; And, through the goodness of my Lord, . I shall come fortli as gold. 7 Thus will I sing his praises here, Whose mercies are of old ; And when in glory I appear, I shall appear as gold. 729 C. M. Parkinson's Col. It is J.— Matt. xiv. 27. WHEN storm and tempest loudly howl. And clouds obscure tlie sky ; Wlicn lightnings flash and thunders roll. Be not afraid — 'tis I. If doubts about a future state Extort the serious cry, ' What shall I do ? my sins how great!' 13e not afraid — His I. While Satan aims a fiery dart. Temptations make thee sigh ; Believe in me ; I'll keep thy heart ; Jie not afraid — His I. 438 TRIBULATIONS. 4 Slioiild health and wealth, and friends forsake, And death itself draw nigli, Though heart should break, and nature shake, Be not afraid — His I. 6 'Tis I who liv'd — 'tis I who died, That thou migh'st reign on high ; Behold mj' hands, my feet, my side, And be convinced His I. '7 0 A CM. Newton * *'*^ Sampson^ s Lion. 1 nnHE lion that on Sampson roar'd, B And thirsted for his blood, With honey afterwards was stor'd, And furnish'd him with food. 2 Believers, as they pass along, With many lions meet. But gather'sweetness from the strong. And from the eater meat. 3 The lions rage and roar in vain. For Jesus is their shield ; Their losses prove a certain gain, TheU- trouNles POmfovt yield. 4 The world and Satan join their strength To fill their souls with fears ; But crops of joy they reap at length, From what they sow in tears. 6 Afflictions make them love the word, Stir up their hearts to prayer, And many precious fruits afford Of their Redeemer's care. 6 The lions roar, but cannot kill ; Then fear them not, my friends. They bring us, though against their will, The honey Jesus sends. YQI P.M. Newton. ' ^^ Hannah; or, the Throne of Grace. 1 Sam. i. 18. 1 "1 ITHEN Hannah, press'd with grief, VV Pour'd forth her soul in prayer, She quickly found relief, And left her burden there ; Like her, in ev'ry trying case. Let us approach the throne of gracfe. 2 When she began to pray, Her heart was pain'd and sad ; TBIBUL4TI0NS. 439 But ere she went away, Was comforted aud glad : In trouble what a resting-place Have they who know the throne of grace. 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 race, By waiting at the throne of grace. 4 Eli her case mistook ; How was her spirit mov'd B}'^ his unkind rebuke ! But God her cause approv'd. We need not fear a creature's face, While welcome at a throne of grace : 5 She was not fill'd with wine, As Eli rashly thought ; But with a faith divine, She found the help she sought : Though men despise and call us base, Still let us ply the throne of grace. 6 Men have not power or skill With troubled souls to bear ; Though the}^ express good-will. Poor comforters they are : But swelling sorrows sink apace. When we approach the throne of grace. 7 Numbers before have tried. And found the promise true ; •Nor yet one been denied. Then why should I or you ? Let us by faith their footsteps trace, And hasten to the throne of grace. 8 As fogs obscure the light, Aud taint the morning air. But soon are put to flight, If the bright sun appear : Thus Jesus will our troubles chase, B}' shining from the throne of grace. 7's. / Newton. The Benighted Traveler. 1 Tj^OREST beasts, that live by prey, X: Seldom show themselves by day ; But when day-light is withdrawn. Then they rove aud roar till dawn. 732 440 TRIBULATIONS. 2 Who can tell tlie trav'ler's fears, AVlien their horrid yells he hears ? Terror almost stops Lis breath, While each step he looks for death. 3 Thus, when Jesus is in view, Cheerful I my way pursue ; Walking by my Savior's light, Nothing can my soul affright. 4 But Avhen he forbears to shine, Soon the trav'ler's case is mine ; Lost, benighted, struck with dread, What a painful path I tread ! 5 Then my soul with terror hears. Worse than lions, wolves, or bears, Roaring loud in ev'ry part. Through the forest of my heart. 6 Wrath, impatience, envy, pride, Satan and his host beside, Press around me to devour ; How can I escape their power ? 7 Gracious Lord, afford me light, Put these beasts of prey to flight ; Let thy power and love be shown ; Save me, for I am thine own. 733 S. M. Newton. Tlie Good that I loould, I do not. would, but cannot sing. Guilt lias untuned my voice ; The serpent's sin-euvenom'd sting Has poisoned all my joys. I know the Lord is nigh. And would but cannot pray ; For Satan meets me Avhen I try, And frights my soul away. I would, but can't repent. Though I endeavor oft ; This stony heart can ne'er relent, Till Jesus makes it soft. I would, but cannot love. Though loved by love divine : No arguments have power to move A soul so base as mine, I would, but cannot rest, lu God's most holy will; TRIBULATIONS. 441 I know -what he appoints is Dest, Yet murmur at it still. 6 0 could I but believe ! Then all would easy be ; I Avould, but cannot — Lord relieve ; My help must come from thee. 7 But if indeed I would, Though I can nothing do ; Yet the desire is something good, For which my praise is due. S By nature prone to ill, Till thine appointed hour, I was as destitute of will, As now I am of power. 9 Wilt thou not crown at length The work thou hast begun ? And with a will afford me strength, In all thy ways to run ? n 04 L. M. Newton. • ^^ Roping for Bevival. 1 "j\/F^' harp untuned and laid aside, IVI (To cheerful hours the harp belongs,) My cruel foes insulting cried, " Come, sing us one of Zion's songs." 2 Alas ! when sinners, blindly bold. At Zion scoff, and Zion's King ; When zeal declines, and love grows cold, Is this a day for me to sing ? 3 Time was, whene'er the saints T met, With joy and praise my bosom glow'd ; But now, like Eli, sad I sit, And tremble for the ark of God. 4 While thus to grief my soul gave way, To see the work of God decline ; Methought I heard my Savior say, " Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. 5 " Though for a time I hide my face Rely upon my love and power ; Still wrestle at a throne of grace, And wait for a reviving hour. 6 "Take down thy long-neglected harp, I've seen thy tears, and heard thy prayer, The winter season has been sharp. But spring shall all its wastes repair." 442 TRIBULATIONS. 7 Lord, I obey ; my hopes revive ; Coine, join with nie, ye saints and sing; Our foes in vain against us strive, For God will help and healing bring. ^QK 7. Newton. * ^*^ The Rainbow. 1 ■fXrHEN' the sun, with cheerful beams, W Smiles upon a low'ring sky, Soon its aspect soften'd seems. And a rainbow meets the eye : While the sky remains serene, This bright arch is never seen. 2 Thus the Lord's supporting power Brightest to his saints appears. When affliction's threatning hour Fills the sky with clouds and fears. He can wonders then perform, Paint a rainbow on the storm. 3 All their graces doubly shine. When their troubles press them sore ; And the promises divine Give them joys unknown before : As the colors of the bow To the clouds their brightness owe. 4 Favor'd John a rainbow saw. Circling round the throne above ; Hence the saints a pledge may draw Of unchanging cov'nant love ; Clouds awhile may intervene. But the bow will still be seen. 'l^CK L. M. Newton. * ^^ Lightning in the Night. 1 A GLANCE from heaven with sweet effect J\_ Sometimes my pensive spirit cheers ; But ere I can my tliought collect, As suddenly it disappears. 2 So lightning in the gloom of night Affords a momentary day ; Disclosing objects full in sight, Which, soon as seen, are snatched away. 3 Ah ! what avail these pleasing scenes ? They do but aggravate my i)ain ; While darkness quickly intervenes, And swallows up my joys again. TRIBULATIONS. 443 4 Bnt shall I murmur at relief? Tliongh short, it was a precious view Seut to control my unbelief, And prove that what I read is true. 5 Tlie lightning's flash did not create The opening prospect itreveal'd ; But only showed the real state Of what the darknoss had conceard. 6 Just so we by a glimpse discern The glorious things within the veil ; That, when in darkness, we may learn To live by faith till light prevail. 7 The Lord's great day will soon advance, Dispersing all the shades of night ; Then we no more shall need a glance, But see by an eternal light. 707 L. M. Newton. • *^ * The Sea. 1 XF for a time the air be calm, I Serene and smooth the sea appears. And shows no danger to alarm The inexperienced landsman's fears. 2 But if the tempest once arise, The faithless water swells and raves; Its billows, foaming to the skies. Disclose a thousand threat'niug graves. 3 My untried heart thus seem'd to me (So little of m3'self I knew) Smooth as the calm unruffled sea, But ah ! it prov'd as treacherous too ! 4 The peace of which I liad a taste, When Jesus first his love reveal'd, I fondly hop'd would always last. Because my foes were then conceal'd. 5 But when I felt the tempest's power Rouse my corruptions from their sleep, I trembled at the stormy hour, And saw the horrors of the deep. 6 Now on presumption's billoAvs borne, My spirit seem'd the Lord to dare ; Now, quick as thought, a sudden turn Plunged me in gulfs of black despair. 7 Lord, save me, e're I sink, I prayed. He heard, and bid the tempest cease ; The angry waves his word obeyed. And all my fears were hnsh'd iu peace. 444 ENCOURAGEMENT. 8 The peace is his, and not my own, My heart (no better than before) Is still to dreadful changes prone, Then let me never trust it more. ENCOURAGEMENT. 7QQ CM. Watts. i OO Q^iy. (jQ^yifQTfi ifi ijie Covenant. 1 /^UR God, how firm his promise stands, \^ Ev'n when he hides his face ! He trusts in our Redeemer's hands His glory and his grace. 2 Then why, ray soul, these sad complaints, Since Christ and we are one ? Tli.v God IS faithful to his saints, Is faithful to his Son. 3 Beneath his smiles ray heart has liv'd, And part of heaven possessed ; I praise his name for grace receiv'd, And trust him for the rest. Y OQ L. M. Watts. * ^^^ Ghi'ist found and brought to the Church. 1 /^PTEN I seek my Lord by night, \_/ J.esus, my love, my soul's delight ; AVith warm desire and restless thought, T seek him oft, but find him not. 2 Then I arise, and search the street, Till I my Lord, my Savior meet ; I ask the watchman of the night, ' Where did you see my soul's delight? ' 3 Sometimes I find him in the way, Directed by a heavenly ray ; I leap for joy to see his face. And hold him fast in my embrace. 4 [I bring him to my mother's home, Nor does mj'' Lord refuse to come. To Zion's sacred chamlier, Avliere My soul fii"st drew the vital air. 740 ENCOURAGEMENT. 445 5 ITe gives me tliere his bleeding heart, Pierced, for my sake, with dreadful smart; I give my soul to hiui, and there Oiu' loves their mutual tokens share.] 6 I charge you all, ye earthly toys, Approach not to disturb my joys ; Nor sin, nor hell come near my heart, Nor cause my Savior to depart. L. M. Watts. The ChurcKs Beauty in the eyes of Christ. 1 f^ IND is the speech of Christ, our Lord, _|\^ Affection sounds in every word, * Lo, thou art fair, my love,' he cries, ' Not the young doves have sweeter eyes. 2 '[Sweet are thy lips, thy i)leasing voice * Salutes mine ear with secret joys, ' No spice so much delights the smell, ' Nor milk uor honey taste ao well.] 3 '. Thou art all fair my bride, to me, '-I will behold no spot in thee.' What mighty wonders love performs. And puts a comeliness ou worms ! 4 Defil'd and loathsome as we are, He makes us white, and calls us fair ; Adorns us with that heavenl}' dress, His graces and his righteousness. 5 ' My sister aud my spouse,' he cries ' Bound to my heart by«varions ties, * Thy powerful love my heart detains ' In strong deliglit and pleasing chains.' 6 He calls me from the leopard's den. From this wide world of beasts and men. To SioD, where his glories aie ; Not Lebanon is half so fair. 7 Not dens of prey nor flow'ry plains, Nor earthly joys, uor earthly pains. Shall hold my feet or force my stay. When Christ commands my soul away. 7 4."! L, M. Watts. I i-L 27,e Love of Christ to ike Church Ui his Language to her, and his Provision for her. 1 "VrOW in the galleries of his grace l^i Appears the King, and thus he says. 446 ' EKCOURAGEMENT. ' How fair my saints are in my sight ! ' My love liow pleasant for delight ! ' 2 ' Kiud is thy language, Sovereign Lord, There's heavenly grace in every word : From that dear mouth a stream divine Flows sweeter than the choicest wine. 3 Such wondrous love awakes the lip Of saints that were almost asleep, To speak the praises of thy name. And make our cold aflfections flame. 4 These are the joys he lets us know In fields and villages below, Gives us a relish of his love. But keeps his noblest feast above. 6 In paradise within the gates A higher entertainment waits ; Fruits new and old laid up in store, Where we shall feed, but thirst no more. 7AO L. M. Watts. • ^^ The Strength of GhrisVs Love— Sol. Song. viii. 5, 6, 7, 13,14. 1 [XXrHO is this fair one in distress, W That travels from the wilderness? And press'd with sorrows and with sins, On her beloved Lord she leans. 2 This is the spouse of Christ our (Jod, Bought with the treasure of his blood ; And her request ^nd her complaint Is but the voice of every saint.] 3 ' 0 let my name engraven stand, 'Both on thy heart and on thy hand ; ' Seal me upon thine arm, and wear * That pledge of love forever there. 4 ' Stronger than death thy love is known, ' Which floods of wrath could never drown ; * And hell and earth in vain combine ' To quench a fire so much divine. 5 * But I am jealous of my heart, ' Lest it should once from thee dei)art ; ' Then let thy name be well imprest ' As a fair signet on my breast. 6 Till thou hast brought me to thy home, * Where fears and doubts can never come, ENCOUBAGEMENT. 447 ' Thy conntenance let me often see, ' And often thou shalt hear fiom me. 7 ' Come, my Beloved, haste away, ' Cut short the hours of thy delay, ' Fly, like a youthful hart or roe, ' Over the hills ■where spices grow.' ^AQ L. M. Watts. * ^^ Grace and Glory. 1 npH' Almif^hty reigns exalted high X O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky; Though clouds and darkness veil his feet, His dwelling is the mercy seat. 2 0 ye that love his holy name, Hate every work of sin and shame ; He guards the souls of all his friends. And from the snares of hell defends. 3 Immortal light and joys nnknown Are for the saints in darkness sown ; Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise, And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 4 Eejoice, ye righteous and record The sacred honors of the Lord ; None but the soul that feels his grace Can triumph in his holiness. 17 A A L. M. Rippon's Col. I J-J- J7ig Convinced Sinner Encouraged. 1 ^X/^^*-^ '^ ^^^ trembling sinner, who \ V That owns eternal death his due ? Who mourns his sin, his guilt, his thrall. And does on God for mercy call ? 2 Peace, troubled soul, dismiss thy fear, Hear, Jesus speaks, be of good cheer ; Upon his cleansing grace rely. And thou shalt never, never die. ^ A^ 83.7s. 7s. Newton- * ^^ Christ, a true Friend. 1 /^NE there is above all others, \_/ Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Precious, free, and knows no end : They who once his kindness prove, Find it everlasting love. 2 Which of all our friends to save us, Could, or would have shed his blood j 448 ENCOURAGEMENT. But our Jesus died to have us, RecoMcil'd in him to God : This was boundless love indeed! Jesus is a Friend in need ! 3 Oh, for grace our hearts to soften : Teach us, Lord, at length to love ! . We, alas ! forget too often What a Friend we have above ! But when home our souls are brought, We will praise thee as we ought. 7J_^ C. M. Xewtou. * ^^The Name of Jesus.— Sol. Songs, i. 3. 1 TjrOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds Ml In a believer's ear ! It sooths his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit wliole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. 3 Dear name ! the rock on which I build ; My shield and hiding jjlace ; My never-failing treasury, filled With boundless stores of grace. '7 AJl 7s. Newton. ' ^ * "fie carethfor You:^ —1 Pet. v. 7. 1 "]^0W I see, whate'er betide, JL^ All is well if Christ be mine ; He hath promised to provide ; May he teach me to resign. 2 When a sense of sin and thrall Forced me to the sinner's Friend, He engaged to manage all. By the way and to the end. 3 " Cast,'' he said, " on me thy care ; ' Tis enough that I am nigh ; I will all thy burdens bear ; I will all "thy wants supply." 4 Lord, I would indeed submit; Gladly yield my all to thee ; What thy Avisdom sees most lit, Must be, surely, best for me. 6 Only, when the way is rough, And the coward flesh would start, ENCOURAGEMENT. 449 Let thy promise and thy love ^ Cheer and animate my heart. 740 C. M. Newton. 4 'xOu ]^p strong, Fear no^"Isa. xxxv. 4. 1 TTOW prone the mind to search for ill, Ml To l9ncy mighty woes ; Shortly the cup of life will fill, And rob it of repose. 2 [How sharp and numerous are the pangs Imagination gives ; So sharp that life itself oft hangs In doubt, nor dies, nor lives.] 3 [Could we our woes with truth divide — The sterling and ideal, What crowds would stand on fancy's side — How few upon the real.] 4 Creatures of fear, we drag along. And fear whei e no fear is ; Our grief Ave labor to prolong. Our joys in haste dismiss. 5 Spirit of power, thy strength impart : This fearful spirit chase Far off, and make my feeble heart Thj^ constant dwelling place. G 0, if to me thy strength be given, If thou be on my side, Then hell as soon shall conquer heaven As I can be destroyed. '7 AX) L- M. Cowper. * "*^ Betufn of Joy. 1 "TXTHEX darkness long has veiled my mind, T V And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer, then I find The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 I chide my unbelieving heart ; And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbor one hard thought of thee. 3 O let me then at length be taught (What I am still so slow to learn,) That God is love, and changes not. Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ! But when my faith is sharply try'd, 15 450 ENCOmAGEMENT. I find myself a learner yet — UuskHfnl, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But 0, my Lord, one look from tliee Subdues the disobedient will ; Drives doubts and discontent away, A'ld thy rebellious worm is stiil. 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, As I am ready to repine ; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive Be shame, and self-abhorrence mine. 750 L. M. Fawcett. As thy days so shall thy strength be. Deut. xxxiii. 25. 1 A FFLICTED saint, to Christ draw near ; XjL Thy Savior's gracious promise hear ; His faithful word declares to thee That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 2 Let not thy heart despond, and say, How shall I stand the trying day ? He has engag'd, by firm decree. That, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong; And, if the conflict should be long, Thy Lord will make the tempter flee, For, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 4 Should persecution rage and flame. Still trust in thj'^ Redeemer's name ; In fiery trials thou shalt see That, as thy days, thy strength shall be.- 5 When call'd to bear the weighty cross, Or sore affliction, pain, and loss. Or deep distress, or poverty- Still, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 6 When ghastly death appears in view, Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue, He comes to set thy spirit free ; And, as thy days, thy strength shall be. 751 lis. K. Exceeding Great and Precious Prom- ises.—2 Pet. i. 4. 1 TjrOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the XX Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! ENCOURAGEMENT. 4.3 1 What more can he say, than to you he hath said, You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled? 2 la every condition, in sickness, in health, 111 poverty's vale, or abounding in Aveulth ; At home, and abroad, on the land, on the sea. As thy daj's may demand, shall thy strength ever be. 3 'Fear not, I am with thee, 0, be not dis- ' may'd ! ' I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid, * I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause th.'e to stand, * Up,held by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 4 ' When through the deep waters I call thee • to go, ' The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow ; ' For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, ' And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 5 • \Vh^ through tiery trials thy pathway shall ' lie, ' My grace, all-suflBcient, shall be thy supply; ' The flame shall not hurt thee ; I only design * Thy dross to consume, and thy guld to re- ' fine. fi ' E'en down to old age, all my people shall ' prove * My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; ' And when hoary hairs shall their temples ' adorn, ' Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be ' borne. 7 ' The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for re- ' pose, * / will not, I loill not desert to his foes ; ' That soul, though all hell should endeavor ' to shake, ' I'll never, no never, no 'never forsake.^ 7^:9 S. M. Watts. 4 «J— / IFeafc Believers encouraged. 1 'VT'OUR harps, ye trembling saints, JL Down from the willows take ; Loud to the praise of Chi'ist, our Lord, Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land. We are not far from home ; 452 EXCOURAGEMENT. And nearer to our liouse above \Ve evui-y luomcut come. 3 His grace shall to the end Stronger and brighter sliine ; Nor present things, nor things to come, Shall quuncli the spark divine. 4 Tlie time of love will come, When we shall clearly see, Not only that he shed his blood, But each shall say, " For me." 5 Tarry his leisure, then ; WaiL the appointed hour — • Wait till the Jiridegroom of j'our souls lie veals his love with power. * 6 Blest is the man, 0 God ! That stays himself on thee ! Who Avaits for thy salvation. Lord ! Shall thy salvation see. Y^CO CM. - Swain. * ^^ ChriaVs Unparalleled Love. 1 A FRIEND there is— your voices join, /\. Ye saints, to praise his name ; Wnose truth and kindness are divine, Whose love's a constant tlame. 2 When most Ave need his helping hand, This Friend is always near ; With heaven and eariu at his command. He Avaits to answer prayer. 3 His love no end nor measure knows, No change can turn its course • Immutably the same it tlows From one eternal source. 4 When frowns appear tQ veil his face, And clouds surround his throne. He hides the purpose of his grace. To make it better known. 6 And if our dearest comforts fall Before his sov'reign Avill, He never takes aAvay our all; Himself he gives us still ! 6 Our sorroAvs in the scaie he weiglis, And measures out our pains ; The Avildest storm his word obeys, His word its rage restrains. ENCOURAGEMENT. 453 7l^A. L-M. Doddridge. I Urtrpj^g Christianas Temptations moderated, a proof of God^s Fidelity. — 1 Cor. x. 13. 1 IVTOW let the feeble all be strong, 1.1 And make Jehovah's arm their song : His sliield is spread o'er every saint, And tlius supported who shall faint ! 2 Wliat though the hosts of hell engage With mingled cruelty and rage ! A faithful God restrains their hands. And chains them down in iron bauds. 3 Bound by his word, he will display A strength proportion'd to our day : And, when united trials meet, Will show a path of safe retreat. 4 Thus far we prove that promise good, Wiiich Jesus ratified with blood : Still is he gracious, wise, and just ; And still in him let Israel trust. fj^^ S. M. Newton. I UfJ rpjig Pilgrim's Song.—Reh. xi. 13. 1 TT^ROM Egypt, lately freed, JO By the Redeemer's grace, A rough and thorny path we tread, In hopes to see his face. 2 The flesh dislikes the way. But faith approves it well : This onl}^ leads to endless day. All others lead to hell. 8 The promised land of peace. Faith keeps in constant view ; How different from the wilderness We now are passing through. 4 Here often from our eyes. Clouds hide the light divine ; There we shall have unclouded skies, — Our sun will always shine. 5 Here griefs, and cares, and pains. And fears distress us sore ; But there eternal pleasure reigns, And we shall weep no more. 6 Lord, pardon onr complaints ; We follow at thy call ; The joy prepared for suffering saints, Will make amends for all. 454 ENCOURAGEMENT. ^P{a L. M. Franklin. I 0\J "Jehovah-Jirek.''— Gen. xxil.U. 1 XN mounts of danger and of straits, 1 My soul for liis siilvation waits: Jehovah-Jireh will appear, And save me from my gloomy fear. 2 He, in the most distressing hour. Displays the gieatuess of his power : In darkest nights he makes a Avay, And turns tlie gloomy shade to day. 3 Jeliovah-Jireh is his name ; From age to age he proves the same ; He sees when 1 am sunk in grief, And quickly flies to my relief. 4 The Lord Jehovah is ni}' guide ; He doth and will for me provide ; And in the Mount it shall be seen, How kind and gracious he hath been. '1 ^'1 OS, or 10s. Sonnets. * ^ * Wants Supplied. 1 f^ RE AT Fountain of Grace, VX Which none can explore, Thou Ancient of Days, Whom seraphs adore. In Jesus behold us, To Thee we draw nigh, " In him," Thou hast told us, " Thy wants I'll supply. 2 " Then why so dismay 'd Should Zion appear. Or doubt of my aid, My goodness and care ; The promise is weighty, But faithful am I, Jehovah Almighty, Thy wants to supply. 3 " I've call'd thee by grace, And seal'd thee mine own, Was curs'd in thy place. Thy sin to atone ; The tempest may toss thee Till ready to die, Yet grace, though I cross thee, Thy wants shall supply. ENCOURAGEMENT. 455 4 " The brook in the way, I'll give thee to taste : In darkness or day, Thou shalt not make haste ; Wlien Satan shall sift thee, Thy God will be nigh, His grace shall uplift thee, And be thj^ supply. 5 " My Spirit shall guide The way thou shalt tread; I'll give thee beside Thy water and bread ; In conflicts I'll shield thee, When dangers shall fly, And grace shall then yield thee Abundant supply. 6 " The furnace, though hot. Thy sonship shall prove, Who stand in their lot, Are sons of my love ; If need be I purge them By fire , and for wliy ? That grace, when I scourge them. Their wants may supply. 7 " To work for their good All things shall conspire, Though oft in the flood. Or passing the fire ; In dark dispensations Their light will I be, For in tribulation They glorify me." Ygg L-M. Sonnets. 1 "TTriTHER, ye poor, ye sick, ye blind, XJ- a sin-disorder'd, trembling throng ! To you the gospel calls — ^to you Messiah's blessings all belong. 2 Reason and virtue's boasting sons. Derive no blessings from this tree : For sinners only Jesus died ; Then may I hope he died for me. 3 'Twas with our griefs Messiah groan'd ; 'Twas with our guilt his soul was tried ; Our punishment he took, he bore ; And sinners liv'd when Jesus died. 456 ENCOURAGEMENT. 4 Awake, each heart- arise, each soul, ' And join the blissful choirs above ; May nothing tune our future song. But heavenly wisdom, heavenly love. Y /^Q 5s. or 10s. Sonnets t UU jjitkerto hath the Lord helped us. 1 Sam. vii. 12. 1 mHOUGH strait be the way, M With dangers beset, And we througli delay Are no farther yet ; Our good Guide and Savior Hath helped thus far ; And 'tis by his favor We are what we are. 2 A favor so great, We highly should prize ; . Not murmur, nor fret. Nor small things despise : But what call we small things? Sin's whole cancell'd sum ! 'Tis greater than all things — Except those to come. 3 My brethren, reflect On what we have been ; How God had respect To us under sin : When lower and lower We ev'ry day fell. He stretch'd forth his pow'r, And snatch'd us from hell. 4 Then let us rejoice. And cheerfully sing, With heart and with voice, To Jesus our King ; Who thus far has bi uught us, From evil to good ; The ransom that bought us. No less than his blood. 5 For blessings like these, So bounteously giv'n ; For prospects of peace, And foretastes of heav'n : 'Tis grateful, 'tis pleasant. To sing and adore ; Be thankful for present, And then ask for more. ENCOURAGEMENT. 457 ^(\0 S. M. Sonnets. I UU Encouragement to Pray. 1 /^HEER np, ye trembling souls ; V^ On Jesus' aid rely : He sees us when we see not him, And always hears our cry. 2 Without cessation pray ; Your pray'rs will not prove vain : Our Joseph turns aside to weep, But cannot long refrain. 3 Sudden he stands confess'd; We look, and all is light ; The foe, confounded, swift as thought, Is vanquish'd from our sight. 4 Christ's presence clears the soul, And smooths the rugged way ; He often makes the crooked straight, And turns the night to day. 5 We then move cheerful on ; The ground feels firm and good ; And, lest we should mistake the way. He lines it out with blood. 6 Again we cannot see His helping hand ; but feel : And, though we neither feel nor see. His hand sustains us still. nai CM. Sonnets. * ^ -^ ChrisVs Call to His Spouse. 1 jrniS to his spouse that Jesus speaks, I He ch des her long delay ; How sweet his sacred accent breaks, " My fair one, come away. 2 "No howling tempests rend the skies. Creation now looks gay ; My love, ray uudetil'd arise, My fair one, come away. 3 "Should guilt still hover o'er thy mind, Mj' love shall ne'er decay ; I've thy release from bondage sign'd; My fair one, come away. 4 " Should earth, with her ten thousand charms, Invite thy soul to stay, Yet, still, to thy Redeemers's arms. My fair one, come away. 458 EN'COURA L. M. Gadsby'sCol. ' * ^Choosing the Belter Part. — Luke x. 42. 1 "OKSET with snares on every hand, J3 lu life's uncertain. path I stand; SAINTS TO GLORY. 465 Savior divine, diflfuse tliy light, To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 2 Engage this roving, treacherous heart To fix on Christ, my better part ; To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that none can take away. 3 Then let the wildest storms arise ; Let tempests mingle earth and skies ; ' No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, But all my treasures with me bear. 4 If thou, my Jesus, still be nigh, Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; Secure, when mortal comforts flee, To find ten thousand worlds in thee. 774 8. 7. 4. Gadsby's Col. Cast doion, yet hoping in God. Psalm xliii. 3-5. 1 /^ MY soul ! what means this sadness ? \_/ Wherefore art thou thus cast down? Let thy griefs be tnrn'd to gladness, Bid thy restless fears be gone ; Look to Jesus, And rejoice in his dear name. 2 What though Satan's strong temptations Vex and tease thee, day by day, And thy sinful inclinations Often fill thee with dismay ; Thou shalt conquer, Through the Lamb's redeeming blood. 3 Though ten thousand ills beset thee, From Avithout and from within :• Jesus saith, he'll ne'er forget thee, But will save from hell and sin : He is faithful, To perform his gracious word. 4 Though distresses shall attend thee, And thou treadst the thorny road, His right hand shall still defend thee'; Soon he'll bring thee home to God : Therefore praise him ; Praise the great Redeemer's name. 5 0 that I could now adore him. Like the heavenlj'^ host above, Who for ever bow before him, 775,. 466 PRESERVATION OF THE And unceasing sing his love ! Happy songsters ! ^Vhen shall I your chorus join? P.M. (iadsby's Col. Jehovah Nissi'^ — the Lordmy Batmei' Exod. xvii. 15. 1 [~r)Y whom was David taught i> To aim the dreadful blow When he Goliah fought, And laid the Gittite low ? No sword nor spear the stripling took, But chose a pebble from the brook. 2 'Twas Israel's God and King, Who sent him to the fight, Who gave him strength to sling. And skill to aim aright ; Ye feeble saints, your strength endures, Because young David's God is yours.] 3 [Who order'd Gideon forth, To storm the invader's camp, With arms of little worth — A pitcher and a lamp ? The trumpets made his coming known. And all the host was overthrown.] 4 Oh ! I have seen the day, When, with a single word, God helping me to say, " My trust is in the Lord," My soul has quel I'd a thousand foes, Fearless of all that could oppose. 6 But unbelief, self-will. Self-righteousness, and pride How often do they steal My weapon from my side ? Yet David's Lord and Gideon's Friend, Will help his servants to the end. 77a C. M. Gadsby'sCol. 1 t ^Perseverance desired. — Psalm cxix. 117. 1 ~F ORD, hast thou made meknow thy ways? i J Conduct me in thy fear ; And grant me such supplies of grace. That I may persevere. 2 Let but thy own almighty arm Sustain a feeble worm, I shall escape, secure from harm, Amid the dreadful storm. SAINTS TO GLORY. 467 3 Be thoii my all-sufficient Friend, Till all my toils shall cease ; Guard me through life, and let ni}- end Be everlasting peace. 777 7's. Gadsby's Col. ''My Beloved is Mine, and I anxHisy Cant. ii. 16. 1 /CHRIST is mine, and I am his ; \J Centre, source, and sum of bliss: Earth and hell in vain combine Me and Jesus to disjoin. 2 Thou ni}'^ fortress art and tow'r ; Having thee I want no more : Strong in th_y full strength I stand ; None can i^luck me from thy hand. S Nothing in myself I am ; All I have is in the Lamb: While his face on me doth shine, All in heaven and earth is mine. 4 In my Jesus' arms secure, To the end I shall endure ; Join with me, ye angels join ! Praise his name in hymns divine. /77Q lO's&ll's. Gadsby's Col. I I O «< r/ie mountains shall depariy^^ &c. Isaiah liv. 10. 1 TF .lesus is ours, we have a true Friend, 1 Whose goodness endures the same to the end ; Our comforts may vary, our frames maj' decline; We cannot miscarry; our aid is divine. 2 Though God may delay to show us his light, And heaviness may endure for a night. Yet joy in the morning shall surely abound ; No shadow of turning in Jesus is found. 3 The hills may depart, and mountains remove, But faithful thou art, 0 Fountain of Love ! The Father hath graven our names on thy hands! Our building in heaven eternally stands. 4 A moment he hid the light of his face, Yet firmly decreed to save us by grace : And tlio' he reprov'd us, and still ma}' reprove, For ever he lov'd us, and ever will love. 468 PRESERTATION OF THE 779 F C. M. Gadsby's Col. Preservalion. — Psalm Ixxxix. 2b-34. OR us tlie dear liedeemev died ; Whj^ are Ave then asham'd? We stand for ever justifi'd, And cannot be condemn'd. 2 Thougli we believe not, he is true ; The work is in his liand ; His gracious purpose he will do, And all his word shall stand. 3 If once the love of Christ we feel Upon our hearts impress'd, The mark of that celestial seal Can never be eras'd ! 4 The Lord Avill scourge us if we stray, And wound us with distress : But he will never take away His covenant of peace. 5 The peace which Jesus's blood secures, And fixes in our hearts. To all eternity endures, Nor finally departs. 8's. -Gadsby's Col. Divine Protection. — Psalm iii. 3-6. SOVEREIGN Protector I have. Unseen, yet for ever at hand : Unchangeably faithful to save. Almighty to rule and command ! He smiles, and nn^ comforts abound ; His grace as the dew shall descend ; And walls of salvation surround The souls he delights to defend ! 2 Kind author and ground of my hope, Thee, thee for my God I avow ; My glad PJbenezer set' up. And own thou hasthelp'd me till now. I muse on the years that are past. Wherein mj' defence thou hast prov'd; Nor wilt thou relinquish at last A sinner so signally lov'd ! 17 Ql 7's. Gadsby's Col. • '-^-'- Safety in C/irisLPsalmiii. 1-3. 780 ^L ORD, how many are my foes! Many they that me oppose ! SAINTS TO GLORY. 469 Thou ray strong Protector be ; All my safety is in thee. Satan and my wicked heart, Often use their treacherous art! Fain would make ray soul to flee ; But my safety is in thee. Thou hast said, and thou art true, "As I live, ye shall live too :" Thou ray Eock wilt ever be ; All my safety is in thee. . I'm a pilgrim here below ; Guide me all the desert through ; Let me, as I journey, see All my safety is in thee. Then, when landed on that shore, Where my mind was tix'd before. In sweet raptures I shall see All my safety was in thee ! C. M. Gadsby's Col. The Same. — Psalm cxxxvii. 5. 782 1 rriHY purchas'd people, gracious Lamb, I Thou never canst forget ; The piercing nails have wrote their name Upon thy hands and feet ! 2 Satan, in vain, with rage assails Thy dear peculiar ones ; For them thy righteousness avails; For them thy blood atones. 3 Vainly against the sheep he strives, And wars with the Most High ; Their glorious Head for ever lives, Nor can his members die. 4 Jesus shall his elect avenge, Nor from his own remove ; Nor cancel his decree, nor change His everlasting love. 700 8.7.4. Gadsby's CoL * ^^ Seeking Christ.— 3 ohn x. 28. 1 TESUS, Shepherd of thy people, fj Lead us through this desert land ; We are weak, and poor, and feeble, Yet we trust thy mighty hand ; Great Protector ! By thy power alone we stand ! 784, 470 PRESERVATION OF THE 2 All thy sheep shaircom^ to Zion ; With them tliou wilt never part : Beasts of prey, nor roaring lion, None shall pluck them from thy heart : All thy chosen Cost thee wounds, and blood, and smart. 3 In thy bosom, safely lodged, Thine shall rest from danger free ; They shall never more be judged, Nor shall condemnation see : Blessed Je'sus, Let us then rejoice in thee. ll's & 8's. Gadsby's Col. Tlie righteous shall hold on his way.^' Job xvii. 9. 1 '\7'E pilgrims of Zion, and chosen of God, JL Whose spirits are fiU'd witli dismay. Since ye have eternal redemjitionthro' blood, Ye cannot but hold on your way. 2 As Jesus, in covenant love, did engage A fulness of grace to displa}', The powers of darkness in malice may rage, The righteous shall hold on his way. 3 This truth, like its Author, eternal shall stand, Though all things in nature decay; Upheld by Jehovah's omnipotent hand. The righteous shall hold on his way. 4 They may on the main of temptation be toss'd; Their sorrows may swell as the sea ; But none of the ransom'd shall ever be lost; The righteous shall hold on his way. 5 Surrounded with sorrows, tenlptations, and cares. This truth with delight we survey. And sing, as we pass thro' this valley of tears, The righteous shall hold on his way. 'JQ^ L. M. Sonnets. t OO jifig Security of the Saints. 1 'T'TTITH Christ in God your life is hid : W These words at once thy fears forbid ; For he must God himself dethrone. Who takes that life, with Jesns one. 2 Though but a spark, 'tis heav'nly fire, May dwindle oft, but ne'er expire, SAINTS TO GLORY. 471 Till brighter than the solar rays; It shines through everlasting days. 3 Earth, hell, and sin, that hateful name, Together strive to quench the same ; Yet still it burns, his ])ower to show, In spite of all that hell can do. 4 God is its shield, he guards it well, "When tempests rise, and billows swell ; 'Tis hid by God, where none but he By his omniscient eye can see. 6 'T*is that blest hope that never dies, Beyond the reach of hell it lies ; 'Twill flourish and immortal be, When death is lost in victory. 6 Shall this, 0 christian, make thee say, I'll serve my lust, and from thee stray? Nay rather thus, my God, to thee Let every power devoted be. '7Qf\ ll's. Sonnets. I OU jffg hatelh Putting Axoay. 1 T" ET Zion rejoice, and exultingly sing I J An anthem of praise unto Jesus her King: Ye blood-redeem'd sinners, come join the sweet lay. For Jesus, Jehovah, hates putting away. 2 In love everlasting betroth'd to his bride, This union eternal can ne'er be untied. Nor ever be broken, wax old, and decay, Foi" Jesus the Savior hates putting away. 3 When man by transgression from Eden was drove, This fair one he lov'd with immutable love ; Though sin there abounded, yet grace bore the sway, For Jesus hates putting his fair one away. 4 When captive by Satan, all praises to God, Her ransom he paid with his own precious blood ; Her sins were all sunk in the depth of the sea, And love everlasting hates putting away. 5 Backsliders from Jesus, on husks who have fed, [bread ; Return and partake of the children's own Thinknothe'U rejectthee or spurn at thy plea, For Jesus hates putting backsliders away. 787 472 PRESERVATION OF THE 6 Though Satan should urge, there's no pardon for you, For God to such rebels no mercy will shew ; Eely on his Son, be your sins as they may, For Jesus hates putting poor sinners away. 7 Then sing unto Jesus, the fountain of grace, Ten thousand hosannas, ye blood-redeem'd race ; [day, Let loud acclamations of praise crown the For Jesus hates putting the vilest away. C. M. Sonnets. And the Lord shut him in. — Gen. vii. 16. 1 XTrHEX Noah, with his favor'd few, Y V Was ordered to embark ; Eight human souls, a little crew, Enter 'd on board his ark. 2 Tho' ev'ry part he might secure With bar or bolt, or pin ; To make the preservation sure, Jehovah shut him in. 3 The waters then might swell their tides. The billows rage and roar ; They could not stave th' assaulted sides Nor burst the batter'd door. ^ 4 So souls, that upon Christ believe, Quiclven'd by vital faith. Eternal life at once receive, And never shall see death. 6 In his own heart the Christian puts No trust ; but builds his hopes On liim that opes, a id no man shuts, And_ shuts, and no man opes. 6 In Christ his ark he safely rides, Not wreck'd by death nor sin ; How is it he so safe abides? The Lord has shut him in. 700 P. M. Sonnets. I UU j^fiQn }ialood, His righteousness stands without flaw; And he that redeem'd thee to God, Is Jesus, the end of the law. SAINTS TO GLORY. 475 3 The types and the shadows are fled, Witli all that prediction foretold , Since Jesus on Calvary bled, His sheep shall return to the fold : Shall build upon him as a Rock, Nor fear, when the tempests shall blow, And nothing the building shall shock, For Christ is the end of the law. 4 How sweet and delightful the strain, Salvation by grace to repeat ; Shall sinners redeemed e'er refrain, Who stand thus in Jesus complete? From him as the F'ountain of life, His saints their o/cistence shall draw. And live, tho' encompass'd with strife ; For Christ is the end of the law. 7Q9 CM. Watts. I O -J The Saints Trial and Safety. 1 TTXSHAKEN as the sacred hill, ij And firm as mountains be, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest. That leans, 0 Lord, on thee. 2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well Old Salem's happy ground, . As those eternal arras of love That every saint surround. 3 While tyrants are a smarting scourge To drive them near to God, Divine compassion shall allay The fury of the rod. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere. And lead them safely on To the bright gates of Paradise, Where Christ, their Lord, is gone. 70 Q S. M. Watts. I ^^The SainVs Trial and Safety ; or, mode- rated Afflictions. 1 "IT^IRM and unmov'd are they P That rest their souls on God ; Firm as the mount where David dwelt, Or where the ark abode. 2 As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God and his almighty love Embrace his saints around. 476 FBESEKVATIOX OF THE 3 Wliat though the Father's rod Drop a chastising stroke, Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep,_ Its fury shall be broke. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with those Whose faith and filial fear, Whose hope, and love, and every grace Proclaim their hearts sincere. 5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage, Too long oppress the saint ; The God of Israel will support His children lest they faint. 704, S. M. Watts. * "^^ Preserving Grace. — Jude 24, 25. 1 ^f^O God the only wise, I Our Savior and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel, and his care. Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present his saints Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer God Wisdom and power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty. And everlasting songjs. 7Q^ L. M. Watts. * '^'^ The Christian Warfare. 1 ^TAND up, my soul, shake otf thy fears, io And gird the gospel armor ou, March to the gates of endless joy Where thy great Captain-Savior's gone. 2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But hell and sin are vanquished foes. Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross. And sung the triumph when he rose. SAINTS TO GLORY. 477 3 What though the prhice of darkness rage, And waste the fary ofliis spite, Eternal chains coufiue hiiu down ' To fiery deeps and endless night. 4 What though thine inward lusts rebel, 'Tis but a struggling gasp for life ; The weapons of victorious grace Shall slaj- thy sins and end thy strife. 6 Then let my soul march boldly on, Press forward to the lieavenly gate, There peace and, joy eternal reign,' And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 6 There shall I wear a starry crown, And triura])h in almighty grace, While all tlie armies in tlie skies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. 70^ . L. M. Stenuett, I t7vj Perseverance Desired. 1 "TESUS, my Snior and my God, •J Thou hast redeemed me with thy blood ; By ties, both natural and divine, I am, and ever will be, thine. 2 But, ah ! should my inconstant heart, Ere I'm aware, from thee depart. What dire reproach would fall on me For such ingratitude to thee ! 3 The thought I dread, the crime I hate ; The guilt, the shame, I deprecate : And 3'et, so mighty are my foes, I dare not trust my w"armest vows. 4 Pity my frailty, dearest Lord ! Grace in the needful hour afford : O steel this tim'rous heart of mine With fortitude and love divine. 5 So shall I triumph o'er my fears. And gather joys from all my tears ; So shall I to the world ])roclaim , The honors of the Christian name. C. M. Primitive. The Same. 797 1 ~rX one harmonious, cheerful song, I Ye happy saints, combine Loud let it sound from ev-ivy tongue — The Savior is divine. 478 PBESERVATION OF THE 2 The least, the feeblest of the sheep To him the Father gave ; Kind is his heart the charge to keep, And strong Jiis arm to save. 3 That hand which heaven and earth sustains, And bars the gates of hell. And rivets Satan dowii in chains, Shall guard his chosen well. 4 Now let the infernal lion roar — How vain his threats appear ! When he can match Jehovah's power, I will begin to fear. 'JQQ L. M. Primitive. too rpj^Q righteous shall not be utterly cast down. 1 A LTHOUGH the righteous man may fal^ J^JL In deep distress, his soul iathrali, God, in his j^recious word,*has shown He can't be utterly cast down. 2 For Christ, the Lord, with his own hand, Engages he shall ever stand ; He's given his word to hold him up. Nor can he want a better prop. 3 All worlds are his, the sun and moon May be dissolved, and fall, as soon As those may fail to see his face Whom he's renewed, and saved by grace. 4 Come, saints, come join and sing his praise, For such displays of glorious grace ; He will our names delight to own, Before his heavenly Father's throne. YOQ CM. Primitive. I UO j-;,^ Christian safe in Christ. 1 ?nnWAS when the seas, with horrid roar, 1 A little barque assailed. And pallid fear, with uAvful power, O'er each on board prevailed. 2 Save one, the captain's darling child, Who fearless viewed the storm, And plaj-ful, with composure smiled At danger's threatening form. 3 ' Why sporting thus,' a seaman cries, ' While sorrows overwhelm?' ' W\^y yield to grief?' the boy replies, * My father's at the helm !' SAINTS TO GLORY. 479 4 Poor doubting soul, from hence be taught How groundless is thy fear ; Tliink what the power of Christ hath wrought. And he is ever near. 6 Safe in his hand, whom seas obey "VMien swelling surges rise, He turns the darkest night to day, And brightens lowering skies. 6 Then upward look, howe'er distrest, Jesus will guide thee home, To that eternal port of rest Where storms shall never come. Q AA L. M. *^^^ We rely on God our Father. 1 "DEXEATH a num'rous train of ills, J3 Our feeble flesh and heart may fail ; Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail. 2 Parent and Husband, Guard and Guide, Thou art each tender name in one ; On thee we cast our heavy cares, And comfort seek from thee alone. 3 Our Father, God, to thee we look ; Our Rock, our Portion, and our Friend ; And on thy cov'nant love and truth, Our sinking souls shall still depend. O^ J- It is Well. 1 XT Shall be well, let Zion know, I With those who love the Lord ; His saints have always found it so When resting on his word. 2 Peace, then, ye chasten'd sons of God, Whj^ let your sorrows swell? Wisdom directs our Father's rod — ■ His word says, it is well. 5 Tho' you may trials sharp endure, From sin, or death, or hell ; Your heav'nly Father's love is sure, And, therefore, it is well. 4 Soon will your sorrows all be o'er. And you shall sweetly tell, On heaven's calm and pleasant shore, That all at last is well. 480 PRESEBVATION OF THE q AO L. M. ijyjZj p^y^(j^i xriumph. 1 /"^OME, saints, and shont the Savior's praise \J To liim your grateful tribute bring ; Let angels hear the notes you raise, And strike their golden harps and sing. 2 Sing, how he left the heavenly throne, And laid his splendid robes aside, Put all our mortal weakness on, And groan'd, and labor'd, wept and died. 3 Now lift your songs to nobler strains, High let your ardent passions soar; See, where the great Redeemer reigns, And all the hosts of heaven adore. 4 He comes again - a mighty cloud Bears him in sacred triumph down ; The trumpet sounds its summons loud, And angels shout his high renown. 5 From realms of death, beneath the ground, The saints, in countless millions, rise ; While seraphs stand admiring round, And view the change with vast siirprise. 6 Hail, might}^ Prince ; thy kingdom now, Tiiy bliss and triumph are complete ; To thee the ransom'd myriad bow. And lay their glories at thy feet. Q/)0 L. P. M. ^^'*^ Confidence in the Mediator. 1 ~\XTHEN gath'ring clouds around I view, Y V And diiys are dark, and friends are few, On him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienc'd ev'rj^ human pain ; He feels my griefs, he sees x\\y fears, And counts and treasures up ni}^ tears. 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray. From heav'nly wisdom's narrow way, To fl}' the good I would pursue, Or do the ill I would not do ; Still he, who felt temptation's pow'r, Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 3 When vexing thoughts within me rise. And, sore dismay 'd, my spirit dies ; Then he who once vouchsafed to bear The sick'niug anguish of despair, • Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. REST FOR THE WEARY. 481 REST FOR THE WEARY. QAJ_ 7's. Newton. ^^^ Rest for Weary Souls.— liatt. xi. 28. 1 T^OES the gospel word proclaim I } Rest for those who weary be ? Then, my soul, put in thy claim ; Sure, that promise speaks to thee. Mai'ks of grace I cannot show ; All polluted is my breast ; Yet I weary am, I know, And the weary long for rest ! 2 Bnrden'd with a load of sin ; Harass'd witii tormenting doubt ; Hourly conflicts from within; Hourly crosses from without : All my little strength is gone ; Sink I must without supplj'' ; Sure upon the earth there's none Can more weary be than I ! 3 In the ark the weary dove Found a welcome resting place, Thus my spirit longs to prove Rest in Christ, the ark of grace, Tempest-toss'd I long have been, And the flood increases fast ; Open, Lord, and take me in, Till the storm be overpast. QA^ 8.8.6. Gadsby's Col. Ov'J Tjie Sabbath.— Bent. v. 14, 15. 1 /~^ OD thus commanded Jacob's seed, xJT When, from Egyptian bondage freed. He led them by the way : " Remember, with a mighty hand I brought thee forth from Pharaoh's land ; Then keep my Sabbath Day." 2 In six days God made heaven and earth ; Gave all the various creatures birth, And from his working ceas'd ; These days to labor he applied ; The seventh he bless'd and sanctified, And call'd the day of rest. ]() 482 BEST FOR THE WEARY. 3 To all God's people now remains * A Sabbatisra, a rest from pains, And works of slavish kind : When tired with toil, and faint throngh fear, The child of God can enter here, And sweet refreshment find. 4 To this, by faith, he oft retreats ; Bondage and labor quite forgets, And bids his cares adieu ; Slides softly into promised rest, Reclines his head on Jesus' breast, And proves the Sabbath true. 5 This, and this only, is the way To rightly keep the Sabbath Day, Which God has holy made. All keepers that come short of this. The substance of the Sabbath miss, And grasp an empty shade. QA/^ L. M. Gadsby'sCol. OUU 2he Believer^ s Tr^easure. Col. i. 5, 6 ; Matt. vi. 21. 1 TN heaven my choicest treasure lies, I My hopes are placed above the skies; 'Tis Christ, the bright and morning star. Draws my affections from afar. 2 0 that my anxious mind were free From this vile tenement of clay. That I might view the immortal word, And live and reign Avith Christ my Lord. 3 Then should I see, and feel, and know, • What 'tis to rest from sin and woe ; And all ray soul be tun'd to sing The praises due to Christ my King. 4 Hail, blessed time ! Lord, bid me come, And enter my celestial hoiae, And drown the sorrows of my breast, In seas of unmolested rest. 9,07 ^^^^' ^^ * The Land of Best. 1 /~\ LAND of rest, for thee I sigh, \_/ When will the moment come, When I shall lay my armor by, And dwell with Olirist at home ! 2 No tranquil joys on earth I know. No peaceful sheltering dome — REST FOR THE WEARY. 483 This world's a wilderness of wo, This world is uot my home. 3 To .Jesus Christ I sought for rest, He bade me cease to roam, And fl}^ for succor to his breast, And he'd conduct me home. 4 I should at once have quit the field, Where foes and fury roam; But ah ! my passport was not seal'd, I could not yet go home. 5 When by affliction sharply tried, I view the gaping tomb, Although T dread death's chilling tide, Yet still I sigh for home. 6 Weary of wandering round and round. This vale of sin and gloom ; 1 long to leave the unhallowed ground, And dwell with Christ at home. 808 F L. M. Sonnets. The SainVs Everlasting Best. OR weary saints a rest remains, In heaven, from all their toil and pains ; Where seas of joy eternal flow, Without a taint of mortal woe. 2 There, they, from sin and sorrow free, * Shall spend a long eternity ; No more to strive with flesh and blood, But cease from sin, and rest in God. 3 Eternal love this rest ordained. To soothe the breast with sorrows pain'd, And fold his lambs from harm secure, Long as eternal years endure. 4 A rest from all the infernal strife That here attends this mortal life ; Sin, death, and hell for ever gone, No more they gird the armor on. 5 This rest prepar'd they shall attain. For God will ne'er his honor stain ; He stands engag'd by firm decree, His Israel's cov'nant God to be. 6 Oh ! sacred rest, for thee we groan. And bid the wheels of time roll on, To bring that hour, when we shall rise To join the chorus of the skies. 484 BEST FOR THE WEAEY. 7 Immortal love shall then repay The transient sorrows of the way ; And Jesus' name swell ev'ry song, A whole eternity along. Q()Q C. M. Sonnets. OVtJ My soul ihirstethfor thee in a dry and barren land, ichere no water is. — Psalm, Ixii.l. 1 "^XTHERE mast a weary sinner go, \ V But to the sinner's friend ? He only can relieve my woe, And bid my sorrows end. 2 Thou art, O Lord, my resting place ; The promised laud I see, And long to live upon thy grace, And lose myself in thee. 3 A glimpse of thee, and thy sweet store, Thou dost to me impart ; But kindly shew me more and more, Till thou dost fill my heart. 4 The wilderness I cannot bear. So far from thee to stand ; Nor yet from Pisgah's top to stare, Upon the promis'd land. 5 I want to eat and drink my fill Of Canaan's milk and wine ; • • Let Moses die upon the hill, And I be wholly thine. 6 'Tis self, that legal thing and base, Which keeps me from my rest ; Me from myself let Christ release, And soon I shall be blest. QT 0 C. M. Sonnets. *-^-^^ Satan Dispossessed, or the Demoniac Healed. 1 /~iOME see the man at Jesus' feet, \J By Satan long possessed ; What place for tempted souls so sweet, 'Tis here the weary rest. 2 Among the tombs he naked ran, For Legion was his name ; But Jesus bade the fiends be gone, When forth tlie devils came. 3 What voice but thine, thou sov'reign Lord, Such wonders could perform ; REST FOR THE WEARY. 485 'Twas this the dead to life restored, And quell'd the raging storm. 4 Now tranquil as the summer seas, That kiss the peaceful shore ; His body clothed, his mind at ease. And devils tempt no more. 5 Now Lord, the tempter's power defeat. And tempted souls sustain ; Put every foe beneath thy feet, And reign, for ever reign. 811 8. 6. Sonnets. Heaven a Resting Place. 'O BLEST abode ! and happy they Who are at rest in endless day, Before the Savior's face ; As nothing there can them annoy, Or interrupt their sweet employ, Of singing songs of grace. 2 There they, enwrapt in glorious rays. Can shout and sing Jehovah's praise, And never, never tire ; Nor can a single jarring note, Be heard from any war b 'ling throat. In all that vast empire. 3 Nor can disease infest that ground, Or sin and sorrow once be found, So near the throne of God ; But joy, and peace, and lasting rest, Dwell undisturb'd in ev'ry breast. All through that bright abode. 4 And 0 may we both shout and sing. Ere long, the praises of our king. In an immortal strain : And should we there together meet, And worship at the Savior's feet, We ne'er shall part again. 5 But shall through endless ages shine, And look all glorious and divine. In vestments white and clean ; And then around Jehovah's throne, We all shall know as we are known, And see as we are seen. 486 BEST FOR THE WEARY. Ql 9 L. M. Sonnets. ^-'-'^ liclurn unto thy Best, 0 my Soul. 1 ~\X7"HY, 0 my soul, art thou dismay'd, W Why in those tents of sorrow groan, On what have thy fond hopes been stay'd, Still seeking rest, but finding none ? 2 Rest in the promise God hath spoke, In all things order'd well for thee ; Whose sacred words he'll ne'er revoke. Nor alter his profound decree. 3 Rest in the oath that he hath swore, Firm as his throne the same shall prove ; 'Twill stand when time shall be no more. And run co-eval with his love. 4 Rest in the Spirit's work within, When thou canst read thy interest there. In true contrition wrought for sin, Or fervent love, or filial fear. 5 Yet still should sorrow tear thy breast. Thy mind still sinking in despair ; Then in that promise strive to rest That stands from all conditions clear. 6. 'Tis good to cast an anchor here, And patient Avait, till thou shalt see Thy hopes for heav'n, more bright and clear, Blest with a surer prophecy. 7 Still thou has sought, bur sought in vain, No rest or ease thy soul can see ; Yet endless bliss and joys remain, And everlasting rest for thee. Ql O L. M. Sonnets. 0^'~* Christ a Refuge from the Storm. 1 /"^ REAT Rock, for weary trav'lers made, VDT When storms of sin infest the soul ; Here let me rest my weary head When light'nings blaze, and thunders roll. 2 Within the clifts of his dear side. There all his saints in safety dwell ; And what from Jesus shall divide ? Not all the rage of earth or hell. 3 Blest with the pardon of her sin. My soul beneath thy shade would lie, And sing the love that took me in, And others left in sin to die. 814, BEST FOR THE -WTEARY. 487 4 0 sacred covert, from the beams That on the weary trav'ler beat, How welcome are thy shade and streams, How blest, how sacred, and liow sweet! 5 And when that awful storm takes place, That hurls destruction far and near, My soul shall refuge in thy grace. And take her glorious shelter there. 6 To shake this rock thy saints are in, Tempest or storm shall ne'er prevail ; 'Twill stand the blast of hell and sin, An anchor sure within the veil. L. M. Watts -Humility and Pride. — Matt. xi. 28-30. 1 ^/^OME hither, all ye weary souls, v_y Ye heavy laden sinners, come, I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 " They shall find rest that learn of me ; I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. 3 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take " My yoke, and bear it with delight ; My yoke is easy to his neck. My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus, we come at thy command, With faith and hope and humble zeal Resign our spirits to thy hand. To mould and guide us at thy will. Ql K L. M. Watts (^ X o J. Psalm for the Gospel Pay. 1 O WEET is the work, my God, my King, lO To praise thy name, give thanks and sing To show thy love by morning light. And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal cares shall seize my breast ; 0 may my heart in tune be found. Like David's harp of solemn sound : 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word ; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep thy couusels ! how divine ! 488 BEST FOB THE WEABT. 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die ; Like grass they flourish, 'till thy breath Blasts them in everlasting death. 6 But I shall share a glorious part "When grace hath well refin'd my heart, And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 6 Sin (my worst enemy before) Shall vex ray eyes and ears no more ; M}' inward foes shall all be slain, Nor Satan break my peace again. 7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desir'd or wish'd below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. Q~\ fi CM. Newton. ~_~ The Lord the Portion of his People. 1 "TT^ROM east to west let others roam, JC And search iu vain for bliss ; My soul is satisfied at home; The Lord my portion is. 2 Jesus, who on his glorious throne Rules heaven, and earth, and sea, Is pleased to claim me for his own. And give himself to me. 3 His person fixes all my love, His blood removes my fear ; And while he fills his throne above, His arm preserves me here. 4 His word of promise is my food. The Spirit is my guide ; Thus daily is my strength renew'd. And all my wants su|>plied. 5 For him I count as gal i each loss, Disgrace for him renown ; Well may I glory in his cross, While he prepares my crown! 6 Let worldlings then indulge their boast. How much they gain or spend ; Their joys must soon give up the ghost, But mine shall know no end. Q] 7 . C. M. Cowper. ^-^ * Contentment. 1 li^ffiRCE passions discompose the mind, J? As tempests vex the sea ; REST FOR THE ■V7EARY. 489 But calm content and peace avc find, When, Lord, we turn to thee. 2 In vain by reason and by rule We try to bend. the will ; For none but in the Savior's school Can learn the heavenly skill. 3 Since at his feet ray soul hath sat His gracious words to hear, Contented with my present state, I cast on him my care. 4 " Art thou a sinner, soul ?" he said, " Then how canst thou complain ? How light their troubles here, if weigh'd With everlasting pain ! 6 " If thou of murm'ring wouldst be cur'd, Compare thy griefs with mine ; Think what my love for thee endur'd, And thou wilt not repine. 6 " 'Tis I appoint thy daily lot, And I do all things well ; Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot, And rise with me to dwell. 7 " In life my grace shall strength, supply, Proportion'd to thy day At death thou still shalt iind me nigh To wipe thy tears away.*" 8 Thus I, who once my wretched days In vain repining spent, Taught in my Savior's school of graCe, Have learn'd to be content. 818 C. M. Newton. Supplies in the Wilderness. 1 TXrHEN Israel, by divine command, YV The pathless desert trod. They found, though 'twas a barren land A sure resource in God. 2 A cloudy pillar mark'd their road, And screen'd them from the heat ; From the hard rock the water flow'd, And manna was their meat. 3 Like them, we have a rest in view, Secure from adverse powers ; Like them, we pass a desert too ; And Israel's God is ours. 490 . REST FOR THE WEARY. 4 Yes, in this barren wilderness, He is to us the same, By his almighty power and grace, As once he was to theoa. 6 His word a light before ns spreads, Unbounded stores of grace ; His love a banner o'er our heads. From harm preserves us free. 6 Jesus, the bread of life, is given To be our daily food : We drink a woud'rous stream from heaven, 'Tis water, wine, and blood. 7 Lord, 'tis enough, I ask no more, These blessings are divine ; I envy not the worlding's store, If Christ and heaven are mine. Q "I Q L. M. Montgomery. ^G- OD is our refuge and defence. In trouble our unfailing aid ; Secure in his omnipotence, Wliat foe can make our souls afraid ? Yea, though the earth's foundations rock. And mountains down the gulf be hurl'd, His people smile, amid the shock, They look beyond this transient world. There is a river pure and bright. Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains ; Where, in eternity of light. The cit}'^ of our God remains. Built bj' the word of his command, With his unclouded presence blest. Firm as his throne her bulwarks stand. There is our home, oui* hope, our rest. FAREWEI.n. 401 FAREWELL. 09 A L.M. Primitive. O-^U The Parting Hand. 1 "|\/|~Y clearest friends in bonds of love, It I Whose hearts in sweetest union prove, Your friendship's like a drawing band, Yet we must take the parting hand. 2 Your comp'ny's sw'eet, your union dear. Your AYords delightful to mine ear ; Yet when I see that we must part, You draw like cords around my heart. 3 How sweet the hours have pass'd away Since we have met to sing and pray ! How loth we are to leave the place Where Jesus shows bis smiling face ! 4 0 could I stay with friendsso kind. How would it cheer my drooping mind ! But duty makes me understand That we must take the parting hand. 6 And since it is God's holy will We must be parted for awhile, In sweet submission, all as one. We'll say, our Father's will be done. 6 How oft I've seen your flowing tears, And heard you tell your hopes and fears ! Your hearts with love were seen to flame, Which makes me hope we'll meet again. 7 I hope you'll all remember me If you on earth no more I see ; An interest in your prayers I crave. That we may meet beyond the grave. 8 0 glorious day ! 0 blessed hope ! My soul leaps forward at the thought, When in that happy, happy land. We'll no more take the parting hand. Q91 Primitive. ^-^ -*- Minister's Farewell, 1 ~p\EAR friends, farewell, I do you tell, I / Since you and I must part ; I go away, and here you stay. But still we're joiu'd iu heart : 492 FARE"VrELL. Your love to me has been most free, Your conversatiuii sweet ; 'How cau 1 bear to journey where With you I cannot meet ? 2 Yet do I find my heart inclin'd To do ray work below ; When Clirist doth call I trust I shall Be ready then to uo ; I leave you all, both great and small, In Christ's encircling arms, Who can you save from the cold grave, And shield you from all harms. 3 I trust you'll pray both night and day, And keep your garments white ; For you and me, that we may be The children of the light ; If you die first, anon joa must. The will of God be done — I hope the Lord will you reward With an immortal crown. 4 If I'm call'd home whilst I am gone. Indulge no tears for me : I hope to sing and praise my King To all eternity. Millions of years over the spheres Shall pass in sweet repose, While beauty bright unto my sight Its Bacred sw-eets disclose. 5 I long to go ; then farewell wo ; My soul will be at rest ; No more shall I complain or sigh, But taste the heavenly feast. O may we meet and be complete. And long together dwell, And serve the Lord with one accord. And so, dear friends, farewell. QOO L. M. Primitive. ^'^'^ The Pilgrim's Fareioell. 1 "TT^AREWELL, my friends, I must be gone ; _r I have no home nor stay with you ; I'll take my staff and travel on, Till I a better world can view. 2 Farewell, my friends, time rolls along, Nor waits for mortal's care or bliss ; I'll leave you here, and travel on, Till I arrive where Jesus is. FARETTELL. 493 3 Farewell, my bretliren in the Lord ; To you I'm bomid in cords of love — If we believe his gracious word, We all ere long shall meet above. 4 Farewell, ye blooming sons of God ; Sore conflicts yet remain for you ; But dauntless keep the heavenly road, And soon the Savior's face you'll view. 6 Farewell, old soldiers of the cross ; You've struggl'd long and hard for heav'n; You've counted all things here but dross ; Fight on — the crown shall soon be given. 090 ll's. Primitive. 0^0 y/jg Christianas Farewell. 1 li^ ARE WELL, my dear brethren, the time P is at hand, That we must be parted from this social band; Our several engagements now call us away, Our parting is needful, and we must obey. 2 Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell for a while, We'll soon meet again if kind Providence smile ; But while we are parted and scatter'd abroad, We'll pray for each other and trust in the Lord. 3 Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be discharg'd, The war will be ended, your bounty enlarg'd; With shouting and singing, though Jordan may roar, We'll enter our haven and rest on the shore. 4 Farewell, younger brethren, just 'listed for war. Sore trial awaits you, but Jesus is near : Although you must travel this dark wilderness, Your Captain's before you, he'll lead you to peace. 5 The world, and the devil, and sin, all unite, And bold persecution, your souls to affright ; But Jesus 3'^our Leader is stronger than they ; Let this animate you to march on your way. 6 Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell, all around : [sound : Perhaps w^e'U not meet till the last trump shall 404 FAREWELL. To meet you in glory, T give yon my liaiul, Our Savior to praise in a pure social baud. ^'^^^ Parting Friends. 1 'VTrHEISr sliall we all meet again? VV When sliall we all meet again? Oft shall glowing hope expire, Oft shall wearied love retire. Oft shall death and sorrow reign, Ere we all shall meet again. 2 Though in distant lands we sigh, Parched beneath a burning sky, Though the deep between us rolls, Pi;ieudship shall unite our souls ; And in fancy's wide domain, Oft shall we all meet again, 3 When our burnish'd locks ai-e gray, Thinn'd bj" many a toil-spent day, When around this youthful pine, Moss shall creep and ivy twine. Long may tliislov'd bower remain, Here may we all meet again. 4 When the dreams of life are fled, When its wasted lamps are dead, When in cold oblivion's shade, Beauty, fame, and wealth are laid, Where immortal spirits reign, There may we all meet again! 5 There shall we all be at rest, Leaning on our Savior's breast. There shall we for ever be Gazing on the Deity ; There shall we the Lamb adore, Then shall we all part no more. 825 L. M. Primitive. Parting Hymn. HAPPY day, when saints shall meet, To pai't no more ! the thought is sweet 1 No more to feel the rending smart. Oft felt below when christians part. O happy place ! I still must say, Where all but love is done away ; All cause of parting there is past. Their social feast will ever last. FARETTELL. d95 3 Sucli union here is sought in vain, As there in eveiy heart shall reign ; There separation can't compel The saints to bid the sad farewell. 4 On earth when friends together meet, And find the passing moments sweet, Time's rapid motions soon comjiel With grief to say, dear friends, farewell. 5 The happy season soon will come, When saints shall meet in heaven, their home; Eternally with Christ to dwell. Nor ever hear the sound, farewell. Q^f\ 7's Newton. ^^^ At Farting. IAS the sun's enliv'ning eye /V Shines on ev'ry place the same, So the Lord is always nigh To the souls that love his name. 2 When they move at duty's call, He is with them by the way : He is ever with them all. Those who go, and those who stay. 3 From his holy mercy-seat Nothing can their souls confine; Still in spirit they may meet. And in sweet communion join. 4 For a season call'd to part, Let us then ourselves commend To the gracious e3'e and heart Of our ever-present Friend. 6 Jesus, hear our humble prayer ! Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ! Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep. 6 In th}'^ strength may we be strong. Sweeten ev'ry cross and pain ; Give us, if we live, ere long Here to meet in peace again. 7 Then, if thou thy help aflfbrd, Ebenezers shall be rear'd, And our souls shall praise the Lord, Who our poor petitions heard. 496 THE CHUKCn. THE CHURCH. Q07 8's & 7's. Newton. ^^ * Zion.—Fs. Ixxxvii. 3 ; Isa. xxxiii. 20, 21. 1/1 LORIOUS tilings of thee are spoken, VHr Zion, city of our God ! He, whose word cannot be broken, Form'd thee for his own abode : On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou mayest smile at all thy foes. 2 See ! the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love. Well supply thy sons and daughters. And all fear of want remove. Wlio can faint, w'hile such a river Ever flows their thirst t' assuage ? Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age. 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear. For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near. Thus deriving from their banner, Light by night, and shade by day, Safe they feed upon the manna Which he gives them by the way. 4 Bless'd inhabitants of Zion, Wash'd in the Redeemer's blood ! Jesus, whom their souls rely on. Makes them kings and priests to God : 'Tis his love his people raises Over self to reign as kings ; And as priests, his solemn praises Each for a thank-oflfering brings. 090 CM. Gadsby'sCol. Ow '^ Prayer for an increase and a real Union in the Church. — Acts ii. 4G, 47. 1 rriHY church, 0 Lord, that's planted here, I 0 nuikc it to increase With numbers, bless'd with filial fear, Enjoying heavenly peace. 829 THE cnmicn. 497 2 0 may we all, dear Lord, as one, United ever be, Rejoicing in Avhat Christ has done, Wlio groan'd upon the tree. 3 May all each other's burdens bear ; Be simple, meek, and kind ; And keep ns safe from every snare, And all of humble mind. 5. 6. Sonnets. A Hemnant in Sardis. 1 "TN Sardis was found, JL Reserved unto God, A remnant, the Lamb Redeem'd with his blood ; By right of creation, He call'd them his own, Ordain'd to salvation, Belov'd and foreknown. 2 This remnant elect, Their garments appear Outshining the sun, More bright and more fair ; Accepted in Jesus, As free from all blame, Deeni'd worthy the honor To walk with the Lamb. 3 As vessels prepar'd In glory to reign With Jesus their Head, The Lamb that was slain ; With glorify'd spirits They praise the I AM, Because they are worthy To walk with the Lamb. 4 When Sodom of old Was delug'd with fire, God's mercy and grace Sav'd Lot from his ire ; And still his great mercy And goodness to shew, This remnant in Sardis Was precious though few. 6 Herein Ave can trace, And easily prove, His care of his church, The effects of his love j 498 THE CHURCH. In times of declension, In peril, or Avar, His hand shall defend them, He knows where they are. 6 While millions of years Are rolling along, This blood-royal host. This glorified throng, Shall walk Avith the Lamb, In their splendid attire. While angels their vestments And song shall admire. 7 Hold, patience and faith, Till Jesus shall rise, And bid thee possess Thy seat in the skies : The King, in his beauty Thine e3'es shall survey, And walk with the Lamb In the regions of day. QQA L.M. Sonnets. UtJyj rpfig Laodicean Chruch. 1 XESUS the Lord in whom combine, fj Treasures of grace and love divine, Address'd a fallen church of old. Whose love was neither hot nor cold. 2 I've seen thy self-sufficient pride ; Thy garments ne'er thy shame can hide ; 0 come and buy, without a fee, A ro3'al robe, I counsel thee. 3 Say not, I'm rich, and therefore stana With terms of pardon in my hand ; For thou art blind, and naked too, Without a will or pow'r to do. 4 Why tore the rugged nail my hand ; If thou couldst ^ive the law's demand? 0, cease from self, and cleave to me, I've righteousness in store for thee. 6 Here's white array thy shame to hide, Here's gold, that's in the furnace tried, And eye-salve to anoint thy e3'e, 1 counsel thee to come and buy. 6 Boast not of all thy Avorthless deeds ; From me thy ev'ry good proceeds ; There's not a gift that thou canst name, But from thy Savior's fulness came. THE CHURCH. 499 GO "I L. M. Sonnets. ^^^ Speaking freely to Each Other. . 1 "IXrHEX saint to saint, in days of old. V V Their sorrows, sins, and suti"rings told ; Jesus, the Friend of sinners dear, His saints to bless, was present there. 2 As members of his mystic frame, Together met, to bless his name ; While humbly at liis throne "we bow, As God Avith us, he's present now. 3 Oh ! blest devotion, thus to meet, And spread our woes at his dear feet ; Call him our own in ties of blood. And hold sweet fellowship with God. 4 His former visits we recount, On Mizar's and on Hermon's mount ; Yet still our souls desire anew, His sweetest, loveliest face to view. 5 Jesus, our Peace, our Shield, and Sun, When thou shalt draw, our feet shall run ; But, if thy visits thou adjourn. We'll pray, and wish th}- sweet return. QOO L.M. Sonnets. *^^^ Zion the City of God. 1 ^lON'S a city God hath bless'd JlJ With peace and everlasting rest ; A glorious city, strong and fair, And Jesus dwells for ever there. 2 Her ancient walls appear to be The workmanship of Deity ; Founded in grace, they still appear Without a flaw or chasm there. 3 Oft has tnis city's strength been ti'ied, By mighty foes on every side ; But all in vain it yet has been. She baffles Satan, hell, and sin. 4 Count ye her tow'rs, how high they rise, Her golden spires, they pierce the skies ! Her golden streets are fair to view, Her palaces and bulwarks too. 5 Then round her walk, her turrets tell, Mark all her brazen bulwarks well ; Spread far and wide her deathless fame, Her pearly gates and walls of flame. ^33 500 THE CHUKCII. 6 Her founder's love lias ever prov'd Like Salem's mount, which ne'er was mov'd; 'Tis iix'd on this eternal base, The grace of God, and gift by grace. S. M. Sonnets. IViou art Fair, tny Love.— Song i. 15. 1 mHE church of God is fair ; i Her fame of old was known: And Christ will dwell for ever there, And claim her for his own. 2 Here his affections rest, Nor shall from hence remove ; 'Tis his deiight to make her blest. And live upon his love. 3 Her worthless name is found, Deep 'graven on his hand, In characters of grace profound, That shall for ever stand. 4 Though oft with tempest tost. Ne'er from her anchor drove ; This chosen vessel can't be lost, Secur'd by cov'nant love. 5 Her bulwarks and her walls Are all the promises, Founded in potent wills and shalls, In oaths and firm decrees. OQ/I CM. Watts. '-'^^ Delight in God, 1 "I\/|~Y God, what endless pleasures dwell IVB Above at thy right hand ! TI13' courts below, how amiable, Where all thy graces stand ! 2 The swallow near thy temple flies. And cliirps a cheerful note ; The lark mounts upward to the skies. And tunes her warbling throat. 3 And we, when in thy presence, Lord, Do shout with joyful tongues, Or sitting round our Father's board. We crown the feast with songs. 4 While Jesns shines with quickening grace, We sing and mount on high ; But if a frown becloud his face. We faint, and tire, and die. THE CHURCH. fiOl 5 Just as "we see the lonesome dove Bemoan her widow'd state, Wandering she flies through all the grove, And mourns her loving mate. 6 Just so our thouglits from thing to thing In restless circles rove, Just so we droop, and hang the wing, When Jesus hides his love QOft CM. Watts. 000 rpj^Q Church, 1 TTOW did my heart rejoice to hear 11 My friends devoutl}' say, ' In Ziou let us all appear, ' And keep the solemn day !' 2 I love her gates, I love the road ; The church, adorn'd with grace, Stands like a palace built for^od To show his milder face. 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown The holy tribes repair : The Son of David holds his throne. And sits in judgement there. 4 He hears our praises and complaints, And while his awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints. We tremble and Vejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place. And joy a constant guest ! With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest! 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains ; Tliere my best friends, my kindred dwell. There God my Savior reigns. QQ(^ L.M. Watts. (jou y/jg Pleasure of Public Worship. 1 TTOW pleasant, how divinely fair, 1~1, 0 Lord of Hosts, thy dwellings are ! Witli long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 l^fy flesh would rest in thine abode. My panting lieart cries out for God ; My God ! my King ! why should I be So far from all my joys and thee I 502 THE CHURCH. 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her youug provides her uost ; But will my "God to sparrows grant That pleasure which his children T»'ant? 4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 6 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of th}'^ grace ; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 6 Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate ; God is their strength, and through the road They lean upon their helper, God. 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length, Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. oq'7 L.M. Watts. ^"^ * God and his Church; or, Grace and Glory. 1 f^ BEAT God, attend, while Zion sings \JC The 5oy that from thy presence springs : To spend one day with .thee on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth, 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, 0 God of grace, Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our Sun, he makes our day ; God is our Shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin, From foes without, and foes within. 4 .111 needful grace will God bestow. And crown that grace with glory too ; He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, whose sovereign sway The glorious hosts of he*ven obey, And devils at thy presence flee, Blest is the man that trusts in tliee. 838 THE CHUKCH. 503 C.M. Watts. ^Delight in Ordinances of Worship; or, God present in his Churches. 1 ~\/|"Y soul, how lovely is the place iyjL To which thy God resorts! 'Tis heaven to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts. 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays, And light breaks in upon our eyes With kind and quickening rays. 3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place, While Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace. 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secrets of thy will ; And still we seek thy mercy there, And sing thy praises still. PAUSE. 5 My heart and flesh cry out for thee. While far from thine abode ; When shall I tread thy courts, and see My Savior and my God? 6 The sparrow builds herself a nest. And suffers no remove ; • 0 make me, like the sparrows, blest, To dwell but where I love. 7 To sit one day beneath thine eye. And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Emplo3''d in carnal joys. 8 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, While Jesus is within. Rather than fill a throne of state, Or live in tents of sin. 9 Could I command the spacious land, And the more boundless sea, For one blest hour at thy right hand I'd give them both away. QQQ CM. Watts (jfj'j rpj^g Church is our Delight and Safety. 1 rpHE Lord of glory is my light, _L And my salvation too j 504 THE CHUBCH. God is my strength, nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires; O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God ! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still, Sliall hear the messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide ; God has a strong pavilion where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. 840 C. M. • Watts. Public Thanks for Private Deliverance, 1 "TXrHAT shall I render to my God V V For all his kindness shown 1 My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among t\^ saints that fill thy house, My offerings shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is merc.y tliy delight, Thou ever blessed God ! How dear thy servants i . thy sight! How precious is their blood ! 4 How hapi)y all thy servants are ! How great thy grace to me ! My life which thou hast made thy care. Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine. Let not my purpose move ; Thy hand hath loos'd my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy ricli grace record ; Witness, ye saints, wlio hear me now, 11' 1 forsake the Lord. THE CHURCH. 605 Oil C. M. Watts. O'i-A- A Church Established. 1 IVTO sleep nor slumber to his eyes iS Good David would afford, Till he had found below the skies A dwelling for the Lord. 2 The Lord in Zion plac'd his name, His ark was settled there ; To Zion the whole nation came To- worship thi'ice a year. 5 But we have no such lengths to go, Nor wander far abroad ; Where'er thy saints assemble now, There is a house for God. 4 Arise, 0 King of grace, arise. And enter to thy rest ! L.) ! thy church waits with longing eyes, Thus to be own'd and blest. h Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word; All that the ark did once contain Could no such grace afford. <> Here mighty God accept our vows. Here let thy praise be spread ; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. ^ 7 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain. With love and power divine. 8 Here let him hold a lasting throne ; And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown. And shame confound his foes. Q J_9 L. M. Watts. ^^■^At the Settlement of the Church; or, the Ordination of a Minister. 1 XT 7 HERE shall we go to seek and find W An habitation for our God, A dwelling for th' Eternal Mind, Amongst the sons of flesh and blood ? 2 The God of Jacob chose the hill Of Zion for his ancient rest ; And Zion is his dwelling still. His church i& with his presence blest. 606 THE CHUKCH. • 3 Here will I fix my gracious throne, And reign for ever, saitli the Lord ; Here shall my power and love he known, And blessings shall attend my word. 4 Here will I meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with living bread ; Sinners that wait before my door, With sweet provisions shall be fed. 6 Girded with truth, and cloth'd with grace, M}^ priests, my ministers shall shine : . Not Aaron, in his costly dress, Made an appearance so divine. 6 The saints, unable to contain Their inward joys, shall shout and sing; The Son of David here shall reign, And Zion triumph iu her King. 7 Jesus shall see a numerous seed Born here, t' uphold his glorious name ; His crown shall flourish on his head. While all his foes are cloth'd with shame ! 843 L. M. Watts. Christ and his Church; or, the Mystical Marriage. 1 rpHE King of saints, how fair his face I Adorned with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from a))ove. And wins his chosen to his love. 2 At his right hand our eyes behold The queen array'd in purest gold ; The world admires her heavenly dress, Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own ; He calls and seats her near his throne : Fair stranger, let thine heart forget The idols of thy native state. 4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the favorite of his choice ; Let him be lov'd and yet ador'd, For he's thy Maker and thj'' Lord. 5 0 happy hour, when tbou shalt rise To his fair palace in the skies, And all thy sons (a numerous train) Each like a prince in glory reign. THE CHURCH. 507 6 Let endless honors croTvn his head ; Let evei^ age his prai&es spread ; Wlnle we with cheerful songs approve The condescensions of his love. Q I j S. M. Watts. ^'^^^The Glory of Christ ; the Success of the Gospel ; and the Gentile Church. 1 1\/r^' Savior and ray King, xtX Th3' beauties are divine ; Thy lips with blessings overflow, , And every grace is thine. 2 Now make thy glory known, Gird on thy dreadful sword. And ride in majesty to spread The. conquests of thy word. 3 Strike through thy stubborn foes, Or melt their hearts t' obey, While justice, meekness, grace and truth, Attend thy glorious way. 4 Thy laws, 0 God, are right ; Thy throne shall ever stand ; And thy victorious gospel proves A sceptre in thy hand. 5 Thy Father and thy God Hath without measure shed His Spirit like a joyful oil, T' anoint thy sacred head. 6 Behold, at thy right hand The Gentile Church is seen, Like a fair bride in rich attire, And princes guard the queen. 7 Fair bride, receive his love. Forget thy Father's house ; Forsake thy gods, thy idol-gods, And pay thy Lord thy vows. 8 O let thy God and King Thy sweetest thoughts employ ; Thy children shall his honors sing In palaces of joy. 0_1^ L. M. Watts. ij^u y;,g Church is the Garden of God. 1 T" ORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand ■ J In gardens planted by thine hand ; Let me within thy courts be seen Like a young cedar fresh and green. 508 THE CHURCH. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and Inve, Blest with thine influence from above ; Not Lebanon Avith all its trees Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; (Nature decays, but grace must thrive) ; Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just, and true : None that attend his gates shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. Qia S. M. Watts. (J)-±\J rp^^Q Beauty of the Church; or, Gospel Worship and Order. LiR as thy name is known The world declares thy praise ; Thy saints, 0 Lord, before thy throne Their songs of honor raise. 2 With joy let Judah stand On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the Avonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell. Compass and view thine holy ground, And mark the building well, 4 The orders of thy house. The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; And make a fair report. 5 How decent and how wise ! How glorious to behold ! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorn'd with gold. 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die. Will be our God while here below. And ours above the sky. 047 C. M. Watts. ^^ * God's tender care of his Church. Isaiah xlix. 13. 1 "l^OW shall my inward joys arise, XN And burst into a song, THE CHURCH. 509 Almighty love inspires my heart, Aud pleasure tunes my tongue. 2 God on his thirsty Zion hill Some mercy drops has thrown, And solemn oaths have bound his love To shower salvation down. 3 Why do we then indulge our fears, Suspicions aud complaints? Is he a God, and shall his grace (Jrow weary of his saints ? , 4 Can a kind woman e'er forget The infant of her womb, And 'mongst a thousand. tender thoughts • Her suckling have no room ? 5 "Yet,' saith the Lord, "should nature change, And mothers monsters prove, Sion still dwells upon the heart Of everlasting Love. 6 " Deep on the palms of both my hands I have engrav'd her name, My hand shall raise her ruin'd walls, And build her broken frame." 0J_0 CM. Watts. O'xO^'/ie Safety and Frolcction of the Church. Isaiah xxvi. 1-6. 1 TTOW honorable is the place Xj_ Where we adoring stand, Zion, the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land ! 2 Bulwarks of mighty grace defend The city where we dwell, The walls, of strong salvation made. Defy th' assaults of hell. 3 Lift up the everlasting gates. The doors wide open fling, Enter, ye nations that obey The statutes of our King. 4 Here shall you taste unmingled joys. And live in perfect peace, You that have known Jehovah's name, And ventur'd on his grace. 5 Trust in the Lord, for ever trust, And banish all your fears ; Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells. Eternal as his years. 610 THE CHURCH. 6 What tliough the rebels dwell on high, His arm shall bring them low, Low as the caverns of the grave Their loft}'^ heads shall bow. 7 On Babylon our feet shall tread In that rejoicing hour. The ruins of her walls shall spread A pavement for the poor. Q J_Q L. M. Watts. ^^^ God the Glory and Defence of Sion. 1 XXAPPY the church, thou sacred place, XJL The seat of thy Creator's grace ; Thine holy ccui'ts are his abode, Thou earthly palace of our God. 2 Thy walls are strength, and at thy gates A guard of heavenly warriors waits ; Nor shall thy deep foundations move, Fix'd on his counsel and his love. 3 Thy foes in vain designs engage, Against his throne in vain they rage. Like rising waves, with angr.y roar, That dash and die upon the shore. 4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, Nor fear the wrath of earth and hell ; His arms embrace this happj'^ ground. Like blazen bulwarks built around. 6 God is our shield, and God our sun ; Swift as the fleeting moments run. On us he sheds new beams of grace. And we reflect his brightest praise. Qt^O L.M. Watts. (JO\J rpj^g Churches Safety and Triunqyh. 1 /""I OD is the refuge of his saints, VX When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints. Behold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurl'd Down to the deep, and buried there ; Convulsions shake the solid world. Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 Loud may the troubled ocean roar, fn sacred peace our souls abide. While every nation, every shore, Trembles, and dreads the swelling tide. 851 THE CHURCH. 511 4 There is a stream "whose gentle flow Supph'es the city of our God ; Life, love and joy, still gliding through, And watering our divine abode. 5 That sacred stream, thine holy word, That all our raging fear controls; Sweet peace thy promises afford. And give new strength to fainting souls. 6 Sion enjo3's her monarch's love, Secure against a threatening hour ; j^nr can her firm foundations move,. Built on his truth and armed with power. L. M. Watts. God Protects his Church. 1 T ET Sion in her King rejoice, i J Though tyrants rage and kingdoms rise ; He utters his almighty voice. The nations melt, the tumult dies. 2 The Lord of old for Jacob fought, And Jacob's God is still our aid : Behold the works his hand has wrought, "What desolations he has made ! 3 From sea to sea, through all the shores, He makes the noise of battle cease ; When from on high his thunder roars. He awes the trembling world to peace. 4 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear. Chariots he bui'ns with heaven!}' flame ; Keep silence all the earth, and hear The sound and glory of his name. 5 " Be still, and learn that I am God, I'll be exalted o'er the lands, I will be known and fear'd abroad. But still my throne in Sion stands." 6 O Lord of hosts, almighty King, While we so near thy presence dwell. Our faith shall sit secure, and sing Defiance to the gates of hell. C. M. Watts. The Triumph of Christ over the Ene- mies of his Church. — Isa. Ixiii. 1-3, &c. 1 "VXTHAT mighty man, or mighty God, T T Comes travelling in state, Along the Idumean road, Away from Bozrah's gate ' 852 612 THE CHURCH. 2 The glory of his rohes proclaims 'Tis some victorious king : " 'Tis I, tlie Just, til' Almighty One, That 3'our salvation bring." 3 " Why, mighty Lord," thy saints inquire, " Why thine apparel red? And all thy vesture stain'd like those Who in the wine press tread ? 4 " I by myself have trod the press, And crush'd my foes alone, My wrath has struck the rebels dead, My fury stamp'd them down. 5 " 'Tis Edom's blood that dyes my robea With joyful scarlet stains. The triumph that my raiment wears • Sprung from their bleeding veins. 6 " Thus shall the nations be destroyed That dare insult my saints, I have an arm t' avenge their wrongs, An ear for their complaints." Q^Q CM. Watts. ^^^ The Ruin of Antichrist.— Jfio,. Ixiii. 4-7. 1 ^ T LIFT my banners,' saith the Lord, JL " Where Anti-christ has stood. The city of my gospel foes Shall be a field of blood. 2 " My heart has studied just revenge, And now the day appears. The day of my redeem'd is come To wipe away their tears. 3 " Quite wearj'^ is my patience grown, And bids my fury go ; Swift as the lightning it shall move, And be as fatal too. .4 *' I call for helpers, but in vain ; Then has my gospel none ? Well, mine own arm has might enough To crush my foes alone. 6 " Slaughter, and my devouring sword. Shall walk the streets around. Babel shall reel beneath thy stroke. And stagger to the ground." 6 Thy honors, 0 victorious King ! Thine own right hand shall raise. THE CHURCH. 613 While we thy awful vengeance sing, And our Deliverer praise. QP:A C.M. Watts. 00'± rpji^ jS'onij of Moses and the Lamh ; or, Bahi/lon Fallen. — Rev. xv. 3. xvi. 19. xvii. G. 1 "V\rE sing the glories of thy love, V V We sound thy dreadful name ; The Ciiristian church unites the songs Of Moses and the Lamb. 2 Great God, how wonderous are thy works Of vengeance and of grace ! Thou King of saints, Almighty Lord, How just and true thy ways ! 3 Wlio dares refuse to fear thy name, Or worship at thy throne ? Thy judgments speak thne holiness Through all the nations known. 4 Great Babylon, that rules the earth, Drunk with the martyrs blood, Her crimes shall speedily awake The fury of our God. 5 The cup of wrath is ready mix'd. And she must drink the dregs ; Strong is the Lord, her sovereign Judge, And shall fulfil the plagues. QK^ C. M. Watts. 000 Prayer Heard and Zion Restored. 1 T ET Zion and her Sons rejoice, JLj Behold the promis'd hour ; Her God hath heard her mourning voice And comes to exalt his power. 2 Her dust and ruins that remain Are precious in our eyes ; Those ruins shall be built again. And all that dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there ; Nations shall bow before his name, And kings attend with fear. 4 He sits a sovereign on his throne, With pity in his eyes ; He hears the dying prisoners groan. And sees their grief arise. 6 He frees the souls condemn'd to death, And when his saints complain, 17 514 THE CHURCH. It slian't be said, ' That praying breath Was ever speut iu vain.' C This shall be known when we are dead, And left on long record, That ages yet unborn may read, And trust, and praise the Lord. 856 S. M. Stennett. The Pleasures of Social Worship. 1 TXOW charming is the place I~l Where my Redeemer God Unveils the beauties of his face, And sheds his love abroad ? 2 Not the fair palaces, To which the great resort, Are once to be compared with this, Where Jesus holds his court. 3 Here, on the mercy seat, With radiant glory crown'd, Our jo3'^ful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. 4 To him their prayers and cries Each humble saint presents ; He listens to their broken sighs. And grants them all their wants. 5 To them his sovereign will He graciously imparts ; And in return accepts, with smiles, The tribute of their hearts. 6 Give me, 0 Lord, a place Within thy blest abode. Among the children of thy grace, The servants of my God. 857 L. M. Mrs. Steele. The Happiness of Rumble Worship. Psalm ixxxiv. 1 XXQW lovely, how divinely sweet, XX 0 Lord, thy sacred courts appear! Fain would my longing passions meet The glories of thy presence there. 2 O, blest the men, blest their employ, Wliom thy indulgent favors raise To dwell in those abodes of joy, And sing thy never ceasing praise. THE CnURCH. .515 3 TTappy the men, whom stren.c^th divine, With rtrdent love and zeal inspires; Whose steps to thj^ blest way incline, With willing hearts and warm desires. 4 One day within thy sacred gate, Airords more real joy to rae, Than thousands in the tents of state ; The meanest place is bliss with thee. 6 (5od is a sun ; our brightest day From his reviving presence flows ; God is a shield through all the way, To guard us from surrounding foes. 6 He pours his kindest blessings down, Profuselj" down on souls sincere : And grace shall guide, and glory crown Tlie happy fav'rites of his care. ' 7 0 Lord of hosts, thou God of grace, How blest, divinely blest, is he, AVho trusts thy love, and seeks thy face, And fixes all his hopes on thee ! 0.r:o L. M. Rippon'sCol. ^*^^ Delight in God's House, and Confidence in him. — Psalm xxvii. 1 npHOU, Lord, my safety, thou my light, X What danger shall my soul affright ; Strength of my life ! what ami shall dare To hurt whom thou hast own'd thy care ? 2 One wish, with holy transport warm, My heart has forni'd, and yet shall form ; One gift I ask, that to my end Fair Siou's dome I may attend. 3 There joyful find a snre abode, And view the beauty of m}' God ; For he within his hallow'd shrine My secret refuge shall assign. 4 When thou Avith condescending grace, Hast bid me seek thy shining face. My heart replied to th}' kind word, Thee will I seek, all-gracious Lord. 5 Should every earthly friend depart, And nature leave a parent's heart, M,v God, on whom my hopes depend, AVill be my Father and my friend. 6 Ye humble souls, in every strait, Ou God with sacred courage wait ; 616 THE CnURCH. His hand sliall life ancl strength afford ; O, ever Avait upon tlie Lord ! Q^() CM. Rippon'aCol. (JUfJ jrj^f, (Jiiurch Described ; or, the StabiiUy and Glory of Ziot.— Cant. vi. 10. 1 O AY, who is she, that looks abroad C^ Like the sweet blushing dawn, When with her living light she paints The dew drops of tJie lawn ? 2 Fair as the moon when in the skies Serene her throne she guides. And o'er the twinkling stars suj)reme In full orb'd glory rides. 3 Clear as the sun, Avhen from the east Without a cloud he springs ; And scatters boundless light and heat From his resplendent wings. 4 Tremendous as a host that moves JIajestically slow. With banners wide display'd, all arm'd, All ardent for the foe ! 5 Thi-* is the Church by heaven array 'd, With strength and grace divine ; Thus shall she strike her foes with dread, And thus her glory shine. QT'A L. M. Mrs. Steele. OUUy/jg Presence of Christ the Joy of his People. 1 rilHE wond'ring nations have beheld I The sacred prophecy fulfill'd ; And angels hail'd the glorious morn, That show'd the great Messiah born. 2 The Prince ! the Savior! long desir'd. Whom men, foretold, by heaven inspired, And, raptur'd, saw the blissful day Rise o'er the world with healing ray. 3 Oft, in the temples of his grace, His saints behold his smiling face ; And oft have seen his glories shine With power and majesty divine. 4 But soon, alas ! his absence mourn, And pray and wish his kind return ; W^jthout his life-inspiring light, 'Tis all a aoene of gloomy night. THE CHURCH. 617 5 Come, dearest Lord, thy children cry, Uur graces 'droop our comforts die ; Return and let thy glories rise Again to our admiring eyes. 6 'Till, fill'd with light, and joy, and love, Tliy courts below, like those above, Triumphant hallelujahs raise, And heaven and earth resound thy praise. Oni L. M. Newton ^^-*- A Welcome to Christian Friend.^. 1 jr INDEED in Christ, for his dear sake, X\_ A hearty welcome here receive ; May we together now partake The joys which only he can give. 2 To you and us by grace 'tis given To know the Savior's precious name ; And shortly we shall meet in heaven. Our hope, our way, our end the same. 3 May he, by whose kind care we meet, Send his good Spirit from above. Make our communications sweet, And cause our hearts to burn with love. 4 Forgotten be each worldly theme. When Christians see each other thus : We only wish to speak of him, AVho lived, and died, and reigns for us. 5 We'll talk of all he did and said. And suffered for us here below ; The path he marked for us to tread, And what he's doing for us now. 6 Thus, as the moments pass away, We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; And hasten on the glorious day, When we shall meet to part no more. QM C. M. Parkinson's Col ^ ^"^ The Garden of Grace. 1 A GARDEN fenc'd from common earth, J\. By special sovereign grace, Enrich'd by plants of heav'nly birth, The Church of Jesus is. 2 His gospel is the open sky, His love the shining sun ; Rivers of peace, Avhicli never dry. Through all his garden run. 518 THE CnURCH. 3 His spirit is the heav'nlywind, That o'er his garden blows ; And op'ning each renewed mind, The Savior's image shows. 4 Faith, like an ivy, to the rock (That stands forever,) cleaves; And throngh the tempest's loudest shock, Eternal calm perceives. 5 Assnrance, like a cedar, rears Its stately branches high, Beyond the reach of doubts and fears, And blossoms in the sky. Q(^0 L. M. Ebenezer. OUcJ Jesus the Foundation. 'EAR what the hope of Israel saith. Who holds the keys of life and death ; WJiose potent word must be fulfiU'd, " Upon a rock my Church I build." 2 Strong to defend, though hell engage. And all its host inflamed wilti i-agc ; Not more secure Jehovah's throne. Than Zion stands on Christ, his Son. 3 In persecution's liottest fire, This glorious fabric stood entire ; Witness, the slaughter'd millions, who. For Jesus' sake, the flames went tln-ough. 4 Built on his Godhead, and his blood, She stands and hath forever stood ; Nor hell, nor sin, so firm the base, Shall e'er the Christian's hope erase. 6 When on the cross he bow'd his head, He Zion's debt of sntrcring paid ; And on this rock, for ever blest, Shall mercy's glorious fabric rest. Qr Devoted to thy fear ; Remember and confirm thy word, For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, And promis'd quickening grace ? Doth not my heart address thy throne ? And yet thy love delays. 3 My eyes for thy salvation fail ; O bear thy servant up ; Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, * Which dare reproach my hope. 4 Didst thou not raise my faith, 0 Lord? Then let tiiy truth appear ; Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. QQQ CM. ' Watts UO'J ^ Prayer for the Afflicted. 1 y^fEAR me, 0 God, nor hide thy face, But answer lest I die : PRAYER. 5'U Hast thou not built a throne of grace, To hear when sinners cry ? 2 My days are wasted like the smoke Dissolving in the air ; My strength is dried, my heart is broke, And sinking in despair. 3 My spirits flag like withei'ing grass Burnt with excessive heat ; In secret, groans my minutes pass, And I forget to eat. 4 As on some lonely building's top The sparrow tells her moan, Far from the tents of joy and liope I sit and grieve alone. 5 My soul is like a wilderness, Where beasts of midnight howl ; There the sad raven finds her place, And there the screaming owl. 6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears Dwell in my troubled breast ; While sharp reproaches wound my ears. Nor give my spirit rest. 7 My cup is mingled with my woes, And tears are my repast ; My daily bread like ashes grows Unpleasant to my taste. 8 Sense can afford no real joy To souls that feel thy frown ; Lord, 'twas thy hand advanc'd me high, Thy hand hath cast me down. 9 My locks like withered leaves appear. And life's declining light Grdws faint as evening shadoAvs are. That vanish into night. 10 But thou for ever art the same, 0 my eternal God ! Ages to come shall know thy name, And spread thy works abroad. 11 Thou wilt arise and show thy face. Nor will my Lord delay, Beyond the appointed hour of grace, That long expected day. 542 PRAYER. 12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry, And 1)3' mysterious ways, Hedeeins the prisoners doom'd to die, And lills their tongues Avith praise. QAA CM. Watts. ^^^ Sick Bed Devolion. 1 /^1 OD of my life, look gently doAvn, VX Behold the pains I ifjel ; But I am dumb before thy throne, JS'or dare dispute tliy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants. Lord, Tliey come at thy command ; I'll not attempt a murmuring word Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet may I plead with humble cries, llemove thy sharp rebukes ; My strength consumes, my spirit dies Through thy repeated strokes, 4 Crush'd as a moth "l^eneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble's broke! Adam and all his numerous race Are vanity and smoke. 6 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers wore. May I be well prepar'd to go When I the summons hear. 7 But if my life be spar'd a while, « Before my last remove. Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thj' love. qfil CM. Watts. ^^ J- Benefit of Afflictions, and support urider them. 1 /CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, y_J And thy deliverance send ; My soul for thy salvation faints, When will my troubles end? 2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me ' To bear my Father's rod ; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 9o: PRATER. 643 3 This is the comfort I enjoy When. new distress begins, I read thy word, I run thy way, And liate my former sins. 4 Had not thy word been my delight, When earthly joys were fled, ♦ My soul, opprest with sorrow's weight, , Had snnic amongst the dead. 5 I know thy judgments. Lord, are right, Though they may seem severe ; The sharpest sufferings I endure Flow from thy faithful care. G Before I knew thy chastening rod. My feet were apt to stray ; But now I learn to keep tliy word, Nor wander from thy way. 19 CM. Rippon'sCol. Imploring the presence of God. 1 T" ORD ! let me see thy beauteous face ! 1 2 It yields a heaven below ; And angels round the throne will say, 'Tis all the heaven they know. 2 A glimpse— a single glimpse of thee Would more delight my soul Than this vain world, with all its joys, (lould I possess the whole. C. M. Mrs. Steele. Walking in Darkness and lYusling in God. "EAR, gracious God, my humble moan. To thee I breathe my sighs ; Wiiea will the mournful night be gone ; And when my joys arise ! 2 My God — 0 could I make the claim— My Father and my Friend — And call thee mine, by every name On which thy saints depend ! 3 B3' ev'ryname of power and love, I would thy grace entreat ; Nor should my hum')le hopes remove, Nor leave thy sacred seat. 4 Yet though my soul in darkness mourng. Thy word is all my stay ; Here I would rest till light returns, Thy presence makes my day. 903 544 PRAYER. 5 Spealc, Lord, and bid celestial peace Relieve my aching heart ; 0 smile, and bid my sorrows cease, And all the gloom depart. 6 Tlien shall my drooping spirit rise, And ble.*i thy healing rays, And change these deep complaining sighs For songs of sacred praise. QA/f CM. Mrs. Steele. «/ Utt Watchfulness and Prayer. Matt. xxvi. 41. 1 A LAS ! what hourly dangers rise ! /\. What snares beset my way ! To heaven, 0 let me lift my eyes, And honrly watch and pray. 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in floAving tears! My weak resistance, ah ! how vain ! How strong my foes and fears? 3 0 gracious God, in whom I live, My feeble eflbrts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Thougli trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope. When foos and fears prevail ; And bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet aside. My God, thy powerful aid impart My guardian and my guide. 6 0 keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee ; And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. QA/^ S. M. Rippon's Col. uyjOj^ Broken Heart and a Bleeding Savior. 1 TTNTO thine altar. Lord, \J A broken heart I bring ; And wilt thou graciously accept Of such a worthless thing ? 2 To Olirist, the bleeding Larab, My faith directs its eyes ; Thou mayest reject that worthless thing, But not the sacrifice. PRAYER. 645 3 When he gave up the ghost, The law was satisfied ; And now to its most rigorous claims, I answer, 'Jesus died.' Qr\(\ L. M. Beddome. ^ ^ '-' Holy Boldness. SPRIXKLED with reconciling blood, I dare approach thy throne, 0 God ; Thy face no frowning aspect wears. Thy hand no vengeful thunder bears ! Th' encircling rainbow, peaceful sign, Doth with refulgent brightness shine ; And while my faith beholds it near, I bid farewell to every fear. 3 Let me my grateful homage pay, With courage sing, with fervor pray ; And, though myself a wretch undone, Hope^for acceptance through thy Son. 4 Thy Son, who on the accursed tree Expir'd to set the vilest free, On this I build ray only claim, And all I ask is in his uame. QAT" L. M. Rippon'sCol. ^^ * EzekieVs Vision of the Dry Bones. 1 T OOK down, O Lord, with pitying eye; jLJ See Adam's race in ruin lie ; Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground. And scatters slaughter'd heaps around. 2 And can these, mouldering corpses live ? And can these perish'd bones revive ? That mighty God to thee is known ; That "wondrous work is all thy own. 3 Thy ministers are sent in vain To prophesy upon the slain ; In vain they call, in vain they cry, Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, Life spreads through all the realms of death; Dr}' bones obey thy powerful voice ; ^ They move, they waken, they rejoice. 6 So when thy trumpet's awful sound Shall shake the heavens and rend the ground, Dead saints shall from their tombs arise, And spring to life beyond the skies. 18 ^L 546 PRAYER. QAO CM. Rippon's Col. ^^^ Desiring to Walk in the Way of Holiness and Haiypiness. — Psalm Ixxxiv. 8. ORD God, omnipotent to bless, My supplication hear ; Guardian of Jacob, to my voice, Incline thy gracious ear. 2 If I have never yet begun To tread the sacred road, 0 teach my wandering feet the way To Zion's blest abode ! 3 Or, if I'm trav'ling'ln the path. Assist me with thy strength, And let me swift advances make. And reach my home at length. ^ My care, my hope, my first request. All are compris'd in this. To follow where thy saints have led, 1 And then pa-rtake their bliss. QAQ 8.7.4. Newton. V\JO Prayer for a Revival. AVIOR, visit thy plantation, Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again : Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee ! Keep no longer at a distance, Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die : Lord, revive us. All our help must come from thee ! Surely, once thy garden flourish'd. Every plant looked gay and green; Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, Happy seasons we have seen ! Lord, revive us. All our help must come from thee ! But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see ; * 'Lord, thy help is greatly needed. Help can only come from thee : Lord, revive us. All our help must come from thee ! s- PRATER. 547 5 Where are those we counted leaders, Fill'd with zeal, and love, and truth? Old professors, tall as cedars, Bright examples to our youth ! Lord, revive us, All our help must come from thee ! 6 Some in whom we once delighted, We shall meet no more below : Some, alas ! we fear, are blighted, Scarce a single leaf they show : Lord, revive us. All our help must come from thee! 7 Younger plants — the sight how pleasant ! Cover'd thick with blossoms stood ; But they cause us grief at present, Frosts have nipp'd them in the i3ud : Lord, revive us. All our help must come from thee ! 8 Dearest Savior, hasten hither. Thou canst make them bloom again, Oh ! permit them not to wither. Let not all our hojjes be vain. Lord, revive us. All our help must come from thee ! 9 Let our mutual love be fervent ; Make us prevalent in prayers. Let each one, esteem'd thy servant. Shun the world's bewitching snares : Lord, revive us, AH our help must come from thee ! 10 Break the tempter's fatal power, Turn the stony heart to flesh ; And begin from this good hour To revive thy work afresh: Lord, revive us. All our help must come from thee. OTA CM. Primitive. ^ ^^ Prayer Described. 1 T3RAYER is the saint's sincere desire. JL Unuttered or express'd ; The motion of a hidden fire, That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh. The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 548 PRAYEK. 3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Prayer the siiblimest strains that reach The Majesty on high. 4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air ; The watchword at the gate of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. 911 C. M. Newton. A Sin Sick Soul. ►IIYSTCIAN of my sin-sick soul, To thee I bring my case ; My raging malady control, And heal me by thy grace. 2 Pity the anguish I endure, See how I mourn and pine ; For never can I hope a cure From any hand but thine. 3 I would disclose my whole complaint, Bat where shall I begin ? No words of mine can fully paint That worst distemper, sin. 4 It lies not in a single part. But through my frame is spread, A burning fever in my heart, A palsy in my head. 6 It makes me deaf, and dumb, and blind And impotent and lame ; And overclouds, and fills my mind With folly, fear and shame. 6 A thousand evil thoughts intrude. Tumultuous, in my breast; Which indispose me for my food, And rob me of my rest. 7 Lord, I am sick, regard my cry And set my spirit free ; Say, canst thou let a sinner die, Who longs to live with thee? 912 C. M. Newton. 1 ~\rOW, Lord, inspire the preacher's heart, _Li And teach his tongue to speak; Food to the hungry soul impart. And cordials to the weak". PBAYEK. 649 2 Furnish us all with light and powers To walk in Wisdom's ways ; So shall the benefit be ours, And thou shalt have the praise. QT o S. M. Newton. 1 TTUNGRY, and faint, and poor, XjL Be 'old us. Lord, again Assembled at thy mercy's door, Thy bounty to obtain. 2 Thy word commands us nigh, Or we must starve indeed ; For we no money have to buy No righteousness to plead. 3 The food our spirits want Thy hand alone can give ; Oh ! hear the prayer of faith, and grant That we may eat and live. L. M. Newton. Psalm cvi. 4-5. EMBMBER us, we pray thee, Lord, With those who love thy gracious name, And to our souls that good afford, Thy promise has prepar'd for them. To us thy great salvation show, Give us a taste of love divine, That we thy people's joy may know And in their holy triumph join. lO's* Newton. The Mercy-Seat. CHEER up, my soul, there is a mercy-seat. Sprinkled with blood, where Jesus aa- swers prayer ; There humbly cast thyself beneath his feet, For never needy sinner perish'd there. Lord, I am come ! thy promise is my plea. Without thy word I durst not venture nigh ; But thou hast called the burden'd soul to thee, A weary, burden'd soul, 0 Lord, am 1 1 Bow'd down beneath a heavy load of sin, By Satan's fierce temptations sorely prest. Beset without, and full of fears within. Trembling and faint, I come to thee for rest. 914 915 550 PRAYER. 4 Be thou my refuge, Lord, my hiding place, I know no force can tear me from thy side ; Unmov'd I then may all accusers face, And answer ev'ry charge with " Jesus died." 6 Yes, thou didst weep, and bleed, and groan, and die, "Well hast thou known what fierce tempta- tions mean ; Such was thy love ; and now, enthron'd on high. The same compassions in thy bosom reign. 6 Lord, give me faith : — he hears : what grace is this ! Dry up thy tears, my soul, and cease to grieve ; He shows me what he did, and who he is, I must, I will, I can, I do believe. Ql f\ L-M. Cowper. ^ -^ ^ Looking Upwards in • Storm. 1 f^ OD of my life to thee I call, VT Afflicted at tliy feet I fall ; • When the great water floods prevail. Leave not my trembling heart to fail ! 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint ! Where should T lodge my deep complaint? Where but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless and the poor. 3 Did ever mourner plead with thee. And thou refuse that mourner's plea ? Does not the word still fix'd remain, That none shall seek thy face in vain ? 4 That were a grief I could not bear, Didst thou not hear and answer prayer ; But a prayer-hearing, answering God, Supports me under every load. 6 Fair is the lot that's cast for me ; I have an advocate with thee ; They whom the world caresses most, Have no such privilege to boast. 6 Poor, though I am, despis'd, forgot, Yet God, my God, forgets me not ; And he is safe, and must succeed. For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. PEAYER. 651 q l 7 CM. Cowper. *J ^ • Self- Acquaintance. 1 T>ITY, 0 Lord, my sinful heart, I Which of itself complains, And mourns, with much and frequent smart, The evil it contains. 2 There fiery seeds of anger lurk, Which often hurt my frame ; And wait but for the tempter's work, To fan them to a flame. 3 Legality holds out a bribe _ To purchase life from thee ; And discontent would fain prescribe How thou shalt deal with me. 4 While unbelief withstands thy grace, And puts the mercy by, Presumption, with a brow of brass, Says, " Give me, or I die." 5 How eager are my thoughts to roam In quest of what they love ; But, ah ! when duty calls them home, How heavily they move ! 6 0 cleanse me in a Savior's blood ! Transform me by thy power ; And make me thy belov'd abode, And let me rove no more. Ql Q L. M. Newton. *^ -*-*-' JReturn, 0 Lord: how long? 1 "OETURX to bless my waiting ej^es, JLV And cheer my mourning heart, 0 Lord ! Without thee, all beneath the skies No real pleasure can afford. 2 When thy lov'd presence meets ray sight. It softens care and sweetens toil ; The sun shines forth with double light, The whole creation wears a smile. 3 Upon thine arm of love I rest. Thy gracious voice forbids my fear ; No storms disturb my peaceful breast, No foes assault when thou art near. 4 But, ah ! since thou hast been away. Nothing but trouble have I known ; And Satan marks me for his prey Because he sees me left alone. 552 PRATER. 5 My sun is hid, my comforts lost, My graces droop, my sins revive ; Distress'd, disraay'd, and tempest-toss'd, My soul is only just alive. 6 Lord, hear my cry, and come again! Put all mine enemies to shame, And let them see 'tis not in vain That I have trusted in thy name. QIQ CM. Newton. ^ -*- ^ The Way of Access. 1 /^NE glance of thine, eternal Lord ! yy Pierces all nature through ; Nor heaven, nor earth, nor hell afford A shelter from thy view. 2 The mighty whole, each smaller part, At once before thee lies ; And every thought of every heart Is open to thiue eyes. 3 Though greatly from myself conceal'd, Thou see'st my inward frame ; To thee I always stand reveal'd, Exactly as I am. 4 Since, therefore, I can hardly bear Wliat in myself I see ; How vile ancl black must I appear. Most holy God, to thee ? 5 But since my Savior stands between, In garments dyed in blood, 'Tis he, instead of me, is seen. When I approach to God. 6 Thus, thougli a sinner, I am safe ; He pleads before the tlirone. His life and death in my behalf, And calls my sins bis own. 7 What wondrous love, what mysteries, In this appointment sliine ! My breaches of the law are his, And his obedience mine. C. M. Newton. The Waiting Soul. REATHE from tlie gentle South, 0 Lord, And cheer me from the North ; Blow on the treasures of thy word. And call the spices forth ! 920 PRATER. 553 2 I wish, thou know'st, to be resign'd, And wait with patient hope ; But hope delay'd fatigues the mind, And drinks the spirits up. 3 Help me to reach the distant goal, Confirm my feeble knee, Pity the sickness of a soul That faints for love of thee. 4 Cold as I feel this heart of mme, Yet since I feel it so, It yields some hope of life divine, Within, however low. 5 I seem forsaken and alone, I hear the lion roar, And ev'ry door is shut but one, And that is mercy's door. 6 There, till the dear Deliv'rer come, I'll waic with humble prayer ; And when he calls his exile home. The Lord shall find me there. 091 CM. Montgomery. 1 /~\NE thing, with all my soul's desire, \_J I sought and w 11 pursue ; What thine own Spirit doth inspire, Lord ! for thy servant do. 2 Grant me within thy courts a place, Among thy saints a seat. For ever to behold thy face. And worship at thy feet. 3 In thy pavilion to abide, Wlien storms of trouble blow, And in thy tabernacle hide, Secure from every foe. 4 *' Seek ye my face ;" — without delay, When tljus I hear thee speak, My heart would leap for joy, and say, '" Thy face, Lord, will 1 seek." 5 Then leave me not when griefs assail. And earthly comforts flee ; When father, mother, kindred fail. My God ! remember me. 6 Oft had I fainted and resign'd Of every hope my hold. 654 PRAYER. But mine afflictions brought to mind Thy benefits of old. 7 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait ; My soul ! disdain to fear ; The righteous Judge is at the gate, And thy redemption near. QOO 7's Montgomery. 1 TTEARKEN, Lord, to my complaints, XjL For my soul within me faints ; Thee, far off, I call to mind, In the land I left behind, Where the streams of Jordan flow, Where the heights of Hermon glow. 2 Tempest-tost, my failing bark Founders on the ocean dark ; Deep to deep around me call, With the rush of water-fall ; While I plunge to lower caves, Overwhelm'd by all thy waves. 3 Once the morning's earliest light Brought thy mercy to my sight, And my wakeful song was heard Later than the evening bird ; Hast thou all my prayers forgot ? Dost thou scorn, or hear them not ? 4 Why, my soul, art thou perplex'd ? Why with faithless trouble vex'd? Hope in God, whose saving name Tiiou shalt joyfully proclaim. When his countenance shall shine Through the clouds that darken thine. 7's. Montgomery. 923 ^J UDGE me. Lord, in righteousness ; Plead for me in my distress : Good and merciful thou art, Bind this bleeding, broken heart?'; Cast me not despairing hence, Be thy love my confidence. Send thy light and truth to guide Me, too prone to turn aside. On thy holy hill to rest, In tliy tabernacles blest; There, to God, my chiefest joy. Praise shall all my powers employ. PEATEU. 655 3 Why, my soul, art tlion dismay'd? Why of earth or hell afraid ? Trust in God ;— disdain to yield. While o'er thee he casts his shield, And his comitenance divine Sheds the light of Heaven on thine. QO^ L. M. Montgomery. 1 /^ GOD ! thou art my God alone, \_J Early to thee ray soul shall cry ; A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land whose springs are dry. 2 Oh that it were as it hath been, * When, praying in the holy place. Thy power and glory I have seen. And mark'd the footsteps of thy grace ! 3 Yet, through this rough and thorny maze, I follow hard on thee, my God ! Thine hand unseen upholds my ways, I safely tread where thou hast trod. 4 Thee, in the watches of the night. When I remember on my bed. Thy presence makes the darkness light, Thj^ guardian wings are round my head. 5 Better than life itself thy love, Dearer than all beside to me ; For whom have I in heaven above. Or what on earth compared with thee ? 6 Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, For all thy mercy I will give ; My soul shall still in God rejoice, My tongue shall bless thee while I live. 925 7's. Montgomery. 1 /~^ OD ! be merciful to me, VDT For my spirit trusts in thee. And to thee, her refuge, springs: Be the shadow of thy wings Bound the trembling sinner cast. Till the storm is overpast. 2 From the water floods that roll Deep and deeper round mj' soul, Me, thine arm almighty take, 658 PRAYER. For thy loving kindness' sake, If thy triitti from me depart, Thy rebuke would break my heart. 3 Foes increase, they close me round, Friend nor comforter is found ; Sore temptations now assail, Hope and strength and courage fail ; Turn not from thy servant's ferief, Hasten, Lord, to my relief. 4 Poor and sorrowful am I ; Set me, 0 my God ! on high : Wonders thou for me hast wrought : Nigh to death my soul is brought ; . Save me. Lord, in mercy save, Lest I sink below the grave. QO^ 7'8. Montgomery. 1 TTASTEN, Lord, to my release, XX Haste to help me, O my God ! • Foes, like armed bands, increase ; Turn them back the way they trod. 2 Dark temptations round me press. Evil thoughts my soul assail , Doubts and fears, in my distress, Pvise, till flesh and spirit fail. 3 Those that seek thee shall rejoice ; I am bow'd with misery ; Yet I make thy law ray choice ; Turn, my God ! and look on me. 4 Thou mine only Helper art. My Redeemer from the grave ; Strength of my desiring heart, Do not tarry, haste to save ! 007 L. M. Montgomery. 1 T ORD ! let my prayer like incense rise. ■ J And when 1 lift my hands to thee. As on the evening sacrifice. Look down fro'm heav'n, well pleas'd, on me. 2 Set thou a watch to keep my tongue, Let not my heart to sin incline ; Save me from men who practice wrong. Let me not share their mirth and wine, 3 But let the righteous, when 1 stray. Smite me in love ; — his strokes are kind ; PRATER. 657 His mild reproofs, like oil, allay The wounds they make, aud heal tlie mind. 4 Mine eyes are unto thee, my God ! Behold me humbled iu the dust; I kiss the hand that wields the rod, I own thy chastisements are just. 6 But oh ! redeem me from the snares With which the world surrounds my feet, Its riches, vanities, and cares, Its love, its hatred, its deceit. L. M. Montgomery. 928 1 TTEAR me, 0 Lord ! in my distress, Jtl. He 'r me in truth and righteousness ; For, at thy bar of judgment tried, None living can be justified. 2 Lord! I have foes without, within, The world, the flesh, indwelling sin. Life's daily ills, temptation's power, And Satan roaring to devour. 3 These, these my fainting soul surround. My strength is smitten to the ground ; Like those long dead, beneath their weight Crush'd is my heart aud desolate. 4 Yet, in the gloom of silent thought, I call to mind what God hath wrought, Thy wonders in the days of old, Thy mercies great and manifold. 6 Ah ! then to thee I stretch my hands, Like failing streams through desert-sands ; I thirst for thee, as harvest plains Parch'd by the summer thirst for rains. 6 0! let me not thus hopeless lie, Like one condemned at morn to die, But with the morning may I see Thy loving-kindness visit me. V Teach me thy will, subdue my own ; Thou art my God, and thou alone ; By thy good Spirit guide me still, Safe Irom all foes, to Zion's h 11. 8 Release my soul from trouble, Lord! Quicken and keep me by thy word ; May all its promises be mine ! Be thou my portion — I am thine. 558 PRAYER. 090 7's. ^-^^ Chrisi, the Day-star. 1 /CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies— \_J Christ, the true, the only liglit ; Sun of Righteousness, arise. Triumph o'er the shades of night ; Payspring from on high, be near, Day-Star, in our hearts appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, If it bring no ray from thee ; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams we see. Lord, thine inward light impart, Cheering each benighted heart. 3 Visit every soul of thine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill with radiancy divine, Scatter all our unbelief; More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. QOA 8'8. ^^yj Beiurning Backsliders. 1 r\ SHEPHERD of Israel, divine! \J Too far from thy fold I have stray'd ; What hand can restore me but thine, Thus wounded, cast down, and ^lisniay'd? My soul would look upward to thee, Though prostrate, I'll cry from the dust; No other salvation I see. In no other name will I trust. 2 Thou, thou art my strength and my shield, Henceforth in thy arms I'll confide ; The weapons alone I will wield, Thy wisdom and mercy provide : Salvation belongs to the Lord, Deliv'rauce must come from his hand ; 0 ! who would not trust in his word, Acknowledge his right to command? 3 O Shepherd of Israel, divine, Thy life-giving presence I feel ; Let the light of thy countenance shine. Thine arm now in mercy reveal ; For strength and deliv'rance I wait; On thee in my trouble I call. My sinful backslidings I hate. Uphold me, dear Lord, or I fall. PRAYER. 669 QO-I CM. <-'*J^ Habitual Devotion. 1 "TXrHILS'f thee I seek, protecting Power ! VV Be my vaiu wishes still'd, And maj' this consecrated hour With better hopes be fill'd. 2 Thy love the pow'r of thought bestow'd, To thee my thoughts would soar : Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd: That mercy I adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! Each blessing to my soul most dear, Because conferr'd by thee. 4 In ev'ry joy that crowns my days. In ev'ry pain I bear. My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in pray'r. 5 When gladness wings my favor'd hour, Tby love my thoughts shall fill; Resign'd, when storms of sorrow low'r, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 My lifted eye, without a tear, The gath'ring storm shall see ; My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; That heart will rest on thee. 932 L. M. Heavenly -Ml ndedness. 1 /^ THAT my groveling tho'ts could rise, V/j And rest on things above the skies; Where Christ, my Lord, in glory bright, Sits clothed in robes of heavenly light. 2 Why should my heart descend so low, To brood on earth, a world of wo, While heaven, where endless pleasures roll. Waits to entrance the new-born soul. 3 Sickly, and weak, and languid, I Now flutter, and attempt to fly ; But earth, and sense, and guilt combined Hang heavily upon my mind. 4 Savior, let thine attractions be But felt in all their force by me, Then shall I mount on wings of love, And fix and dwell " on things above." 660 PRAISE. PKAISE. qqq Va. Gadsby'sCoI. ^^^ Peace made by the Blood of the Cross. He'b. vii. 22. 1 /CHRIST, exalted, is oar song, V^ H3^mu'd by all the blood-bought throng ; To his throne our shouts shall rise ; God with us by sacred ties. 2 Shout, believer, to thy God ; He hath once the wine-press trod; Peace procured by blood divine ; Cancell'd all thy sins and mine. 3 Here thy bleeding wounds are heai'd ; Sin condemn'd and pardon seal'd: Grace her empire still maintains ; Christ without a rival reigns. 4 Through corruption, felt within ; Darkuess, deadness, guilt, and sin ; Still to Jesus turn thine eyes- Israel's hope and sacrifice. 5 In thy Surety thou art free ; His dear hands were pierced for tbee ; With his spotless vesture on; Holy as the Holy One. 6 Oh ! the heights, the depths of grace, Shining with meridian blaze ; Here tlie sacred records show, Sinners black, but comely too. 7 Saints, dejected, cease to mourn; Faith shall soon to vision turn ; Ye the kingdom shall obtain, And with Christ exalted reign. QQA 8. 7. Robinson. UO^ p^QQ Qrace.—l Sara. vii. 12. 1 /^OMB, thou Fount of every blessing, \_J Tune my heart to sing thy grace 1 Streams of mercy, never ceasing. Call fur songs of loudest praise. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by flaming tongues above : Praise the mount ! 0, fix me on it! Mount of God's unchanging love. PRAISE. 661 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer ; Hither by thy help I'm come; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God ; He, to save my soul from danger, Interposed his precious blood ! 3 0 to grace how great a debtor Daily I'm constrain'd to be : Let that grace, Lord, like a fetter. Bind my wandering heart to thee. Prone to wander. Lord, I feel it ! Prone to leave the God I love ! - ' Here's my heart. Lord, take and seal it ; | Seal it for thy courts above ! i q^K P.M. Gadsby'sCoL '' UOtJj^ gQ^ig of Praise to (7/iris^-Rom.viii.2i. 1 /^OME, ev'ry gracious heart, \J That loves the Savior's name Your noblest powers exerf, ■ To celebrate his fame : Tell all, who fear the Lord below, j The debt of love to him you owe. 2 He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside ; - On wings of love came down, j And wept, and bled, and died.; • What he endured no tongue can tell, f To save our souls from death and hell. j 3 From the dark grave he rose — ; The mansion of the dead ; •: And thence his mighty foes ': In glorious triumph led : ^ Up through the sky the Conqueror rode, ^ And reigns on high, the Savior, God. |i 4 From thence he'll quickly come ; | His chariots will not stay ; f And bear our spirits home, ^ To realms of endless day : j There shall we see his lovely face, f. And ever dwell in his embrace. i nQ(^ L. M Gadsby'sCoL | t/OU Praise to the Redeemer. — 1 John i. 9. ^ 1 T\EAR Lord ! my panting soul inflame, f XJ To spread abroad thy matchless fame, r 562 PBAISB. And with a solemn pleasure tell The grace which saves from death and hell. 2 Here's pardon full for sin that's past ; It matters not how black their cast ; And 0, my soul, with wonder view, For sins to come hera's pardon too. 8 The nation, thus redeem'd from sin. Was chosen, lov'd, and bless'd in him ; They ne'er shall die while Jesus lives ; His covenant, life eternal gives. 4 Let saints prepare to crown his brow With bright immortal trophies now ; And let their songs record his name, His honors, and his deathless fame. Q07 lO's&ll's. Gadsby'sCol. 00 1 Praise to the Prince of Peace. — Psalm cvii. 1,2; Ixxi. 22, 23. 1 /^UR Savior alone, the Lord, let us bless, V/ Who reigns on his throne, the Prince of our peace ; Who evermore saved us by shedding his blood, All hail, holy Jesus ! our Lord and our God. 2 We thankfully sing thy glory and praise, Thou merciful Spring of pity and grace ; Thy kindness for ever to men we will tell, And say our dear Savior redeem'd usfrum hell. 3 Pieserve us in love while here we abide ; 0, never remove thy presence, nor hide Thy glorious salvation, till each of us see, \Vith joy, the bless'd vision completed iu thee. QOQ lO's (fell's. Gadsby'sCol. VOO Thanksgiving. — Psalm Ixxxix. 14-17. 1 /^ • WHAT shall I do my Savior to praise, Vy • So faithful and true, so plenteous iu grace ; So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, The weakest believer that hangs upon him. 2 How happy the man whose heart is set free ; The people that can be joyful in thee ; Their joy is to walk in the light of thy face, And still they are talking of Jesus' grace. PRAISE. 563 3 Tlieir daily delight shall be in thy name ; They shall, as their right, thy righteousness claim : [thy blood, Thy righteousness wearing, and cleans'd by Bold shall they appear in the presence of God. 4 For thou art their boast, their glory and pow'r; And I also trust to see the glad hour ; My soul's new creation, alive from the dead ; The day of salvation that lifts up my head. 5 Yes, Lord, I shall see the bliss of thj' own : Thy secret to me shall soon be made known ; For sorrow and sadness I joy shall receive. And share in the gladness of all that believe. 939 G's & 4's. Gadsby's Col. " Wo7'thy the Lamb.''^ — Psalm cxlviii, 13. f^ LORY to God on high ! VX Let earth and skies reply, Praise ye his name ! His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrow bore ; Sing aloud evermore, Worthy the Lamb ! Jesus, our Lord and God, Bore sin's tremendous load : Praise ye his name I Tell what his arms have done, What spoils from death he won ; Sing his great name alone : Worthy the Lamb ! "\Miile they around the throne Cheerfully join in one. Praising his name. Ye Avho have felt his blood Sealing your peace with God, Sound his dear fame abroad : Worthy the Lamb 8. 7. 7 Newton. Praise for atoning Mood. — 1 Cor. vi. 11. ET us love, and sing, and wonder: Let us praise the Savior's name ; He has hush'd the law's loud thunder ; He has quench'd Mount Sinni'sflame : He has wash'd us in his blood ; He has brought us home to God ! 940 564 PRAISE. 2 Let us love the Lord who bought us ; Pitied us wlien enemies ; Caird us by his grace, and taught us ; (Jave us ears, and gave us eyes : He has wash'd us, &c. 3 Let us sing, though fierce temptation Threatens liard to hear us down, Jesus is our strong salvation : He will surely give the crown : He has wash'd us, &c. 4 Let us wonder ! grace and justice Join and point to mercy's store ; When, through grace, in Christ our trust is, Justice smiles, and asks no more : He has wash'd us, &c. 5 Let us praise and join the chorus Of the saints enthron'd on high : Here they trusted him before us, Now their praises fill the sky : He has wash'd us, &c. 6 Yes, we praise thee, gi'acious Savior; Wonder, love, and bless thy name ; Pardon, Lord, our poor endeavor ; Pity, for thou know'st our frame : Wash our souls and songs with blood, For by thee we come to God ! 941 C. M. Gadsby's Col. Praise to the Redeemer. — Phil. ii. T-i). 1 nnO our Redeemer's glorious name, I Awake the sacred song ; O may his love (immortal flame !) Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach- What mortal tongue display? Imagination's utmost stretch In wonder dies away. He left his radiant throne on high ! Left the bright realms of bliss ! And came to earth to bleed and die ! Was ever love like this! Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say, Thy Savior died for me. PRAISE. 565 QAO lO's & ll's. Gadsby's Col. O^^ r/ie Banqueting Song.— 2 Thes. ii. 13, 14. 1 "TXTHAT creatures beside, are favor'd like W . us, Forgiven, supplied, and banqueted thus By (lod, our good Father, who gave us his Son, Aud sent him to gather his children in one. 2 Salvation's of God, the effect of free grace, Upon us bestovv'd before the world was; God from everlasting be blest, and, again, Blest to everlasting. Amen, and amen. Q_j q C. M. Herbert. c/"±0.. 1 ^TTHAT liath God wrought ! might Israel VV When Jordan roU'd its tide away, [say Auil gave a passage to their bands, Safely to march across its sands. 2 What hath God wrought ! might well be said, When Jesus, rising from the dead, Scatter'd the shades of Pagan night, And bless'd the nations with his light. 3 What hath God wrought ! 0 blissful theme ! Are we redeemed and call'd by him ? Shall we be led the desert through — And safe arrive at glory too ? 4 The news shall every heart employ, Fill every tongue with rapturous joy ; When shall we join the heavenly throng. To swell the tx'iumph and the song ! €\K\_ CM. Newton. UO-t^yj^^l ^j^^ll Xrenfk',r .?— Psalm cxvi. 12. 1 li^OR mercies, countless as the sands, P Which daily I receive From Jesus my Redeemer's hands. My soul, what canst thou give? 2 Alas ! from such a heart as mine, What can T bring him forth? My best is staiu'd and dyed with sin, My all is uothir^g worth. 3 Yet this acknowledgment I'll make For all he has bestow'd, Salvation's sacred cup I'll take, And call upon my God. 4 The best returns for one like me, So wretched and so poor, Is from his gifts to draw a plea. And ask him still for more. 5 I cannot serve him as I ought, No works have I to boast ; Yet would I glory in the thought, That I shall owe him most. Q ^ 1^ 7's. Cowper. ^^^ 0 Lord, I loill praise Thee ! — Isaiah xii. 1 T WILL praise thee ev'ry day, I Now thine anger's turn'd away ! 572 PRAISE. Comfortable thoughts arise From the blee.iing sacrifice. 2 Here, in the fair gospel-field, Wells of free salvation yield Streams of life a plenteous store, And my soul shall thirst no more. 3 Jesus is become at length My salvation and my strength; And his praises shall prolong, While I live, my pleasant song. 4 Praise ye, then, his glorious name, Publisii his exalted fame ! Still his worth your praise exceeds, Excellent are all his deeds. 5 Raise again the joyful sound, Let the nations roll it round ! Zion shout, for this is he : God, the Savior, dwells in thee. QKfi S. M. Newton. UfJiJ Praise to the Eedeemer. 1 T3 REP ARE a thankful song Jl To the Redeemer's name ! His praises should employ each tongue, And ev'ry heart inflame ! 2 He laid his glory by, And dreadful pains endur'd. That rebels, such as you and I, From wrath might be secur'd. 3 Upon t'le cross he died. Our debt of sin to pay ; The blood and water from his side Wash guilt and filth away. 4 The world and Satan rage, But he their power controls ; His wisdom, love, and truth, engage Protection for our souls. 5 Though press'd, we will not yield, But shall prevail at length : For Jesus is our sun and shield. Our righteousness and strength. 6 Assur'd that Christ, our King, Will put our foes to flight, We on the field of battle sing. And triumph while we fight. 957 PRAISE. 573 8s. Newton. Help in Time of Weed. 1 XTNLESS the Lord had been my stny, X^j With trembling joy my xoul may say, My cruel foe had gaiu'd his end ; But he appear'd for my relief, And Satan sees with shame and grief, That I have an almighty Friend. 2 Oh ! 'twas a dark and trying hour, When, harrass'd by the tempter's power, I felt ray strongest hopes decline ! Yon only who have known his arts, Yon only who have felt his darts, Can pity such a case as mine. 3 Lond in my ears a charge he read, (My conscience witaess'd all he said,) My long black list of outward sin ; Then bringing forth my heart to vie.v, Too well what's hidden there he knew, He show'd me ten times worse within. 4 'Twas all too true, my soul replied. But I remember Jesus died. And now he fills a throne of grace : I'll go as I have done before, His rncrcy I may still implore, I have his promise, " Seek my face." 5 Bnt, as when sudden fogs arise, The trees, and hills, the sun and skies. Are all at once conceal'd from view: So clouds of horroi", black as night. By Satan rais'd, hid from my sight The throne of grace and promise too. 6 Then, while beset with guilt and fear, He tried to urge me to despair, He tried, and he almost prevail'd; Bat Jesus, by a heavenly ray, Drove clouds, and guilt, and fear away, And all the temjiter's malice fail'd. 958 L. M. Praise. 1 /^OME, 0 my soul, in sacred lays, \J Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; But 0, what tongue can speak his fame, What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 574 PRAISE. 2 In all our Maker's grand deslEcns, Omnipotence with wisdom slilnes ; His works, througli all this wondrous frame Declare the glory of his name. 3 Riis'd on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till list'ning worlds shall join the song. qrtq CM. ^^^ Qreainess. 1 rilHY greatness, Lord, what thought can I reach ! What mortal tongue can tell? Thy throne is fix'd, thy power extends O'er heaven, and earth, and hell. 2 WHio can evade, or who resist. The vengeance of a God? Thy fearful wrath, when once provok'd, Spreads terror all abroad. 3 The wide dominion and the power. The sovereignty' is thine : 'Tis thine the universe to rule, With majesty divine. 4 To thee, by all the hosts of heaven, And all of chosen race, Be everlasting honors given, And everlasting praise. tJKj\j y/ie Song of Mo^es and the Lamb. WAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake, ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue, To praise the Savior's name. Sing of his d3'ing love, And sing his rising pow'r ; . Sing how he intercedes above, I For those whose sins he bore. Sing, on your heav'nly way, * Ye ransom'd sinners, sing ; ; Sing on j-ejoicing, ev'ry day. In Christ, t,he exalted King. Soon shall your raptur'd tongue His endless praise proclaim ; And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb. t A' I 9G1 PRAISE. 675 C. p. M. Excellence of Christ. 1 /^ COULD I speak the matchless worth, \J^ 0, could I sound the glories forth That in my Savior shine ; I'd -oar and touch the heav'nly strings, An(f vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes that are divine. 2 I'd sing the characters he bears, And ail the forms of love he wears Exalted oi> his throne ; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would, to everlasting days, Make all his glories known. 3 Soon the delightful morn will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face ; There with my Savior, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend. Triumphant in his grace. 0(^9 C. M. *^ ^-' Praise to the Redeemer. 1 dr\ FOR a thousand tongues to sing \^« My dear Redeemer's praise, Thft'glnry of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace. 2 My gracious Master and my God, Let saints thy love proclaim. And spread through all the earth abroad The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, That bids our sorrow cease ; 'Tis music to our ravish'd ears ; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 It breaks the power of reigning sin, And sets the prisoner free ; Thy blood can cleanse the foulest stain ; And can avail for me. 963 S. M. The Incarnation. YE saints, proclaim abroad The honors of your King ; To Jesus, your incarnate God, Your songs and praises sing. 576 PRAISE. 2 Not angels, round the throne Of majesty above. Are half so much oblig'd as we, To our Immanuel's love. 3 They never sunk so low, They are not rais'd so high ; They never knew such depths of woe^ Such heights of majesty. 4 The Savior did not join Their nature to his own ; For them he shed no blood divine, Nor breath'd a single groan. 5 May we with angels vie, The Savior to adore ! Our debts are greater far than theirs, O be our praises more ! qa± CM. t^utt Fulness of Christ. 1 /^ WHAT rich treasure all divine V_7 5 Is hid in Christ the Lord! From him what rays of glory shine, Wliat peace his paths afford ! 2 In him our light and life are found, Though we were dead before ; And now he makes our joys abound « Who all our sorrows bore. 3 Wlien sore distressed, he to our aid, On rapid pinions flies ; And to the wounds Avhich sin has made, A healing bahn applies. 4 'Tis from his fulness we receive, And daily grace for grace ; That to his glory we maj' live, And see him face to face. CM. The Cross and Crown. 965 1 rriFIRhead that once was crown'd with thorns JL Is crown'd with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven afifords, Is his by sov'reigu right ; The King of kings, the Lord of lords. He reigns in glory bright. PRAISE. 677 3 The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below, To whom he manifests his love, And grants his name to know ; 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, With all its grace is given ; Tlieir name an everlasting name. Their joy — the joy of heaven. 6 They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with him above ; Their profit and their joy to know The myst'ry of his love. 6 The cross he bore, is life and health. Though shame and death to him ; His people's hope, his people's wealth. Their everlasting theme. L* 0\J\J Witness of the Spirit. ORD, send thy Spirit down. Reveal the things of God, And make to us the Savior known, And witness with the blood. 'Tis thine the blood t' apply, And give us each to see, That he who did for sinners die, Hath surely died for me. No one can truly say. That Jesus is the Lord, Unless thou take the veil away. And breathe the living word. Then, only then, we feel Our interest in his blood, And cry, with joy unspeakable, " Thou art my Lord, my God." 19 678 T^NKsaiviNa. THANKSGIVING. qaj L.M. Watts. ^^ • A Song of Deliverance. 1 "FT AD not the Lord, may Israel say, XJ_ Had not the Lord maintain'd our side, When men, to make our lives a prey, Rose lilje the swelling of the tide ; 2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath, So fiercely did the waters roll, We had been swallow'd deep in death ; Proud waters had o'erwhelm'd our soul. 3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing, Who just escap'ri \he fatal stroke ; So flies the bird with cheerful wing, When once the fowler's snare is broke. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who broke the fowler's cursed snare. Who sav'd us from the murdering sword, And made our lives and souls his care. 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, Who form'd the earth, and built the skies ; He that upholds that wonderous frame. Guards his own church with watchful eyes. qfiQ CM. Watts. ^ ^^ Israel saved, and the Assyrians destroyed 1 XN Judah God of old was known ; I His name in Israel great ; In Salem stood his holy throne, And Zion was his seat. 2 Among the praises of his saints, His dwelling there he chose ; There he receiv'd their just complaints Against their haughty foes. 3 From Zion went his dreadful word, And broke the threatning spear ; The bow, the arrows, and the sword. And crush'd th' Assyrian war. 4 What are the earth's wide kingdoms else But mighty hills of prey ? The hill on which Jehovah dwells Is glorious more than they. THANKSGIVING. 579 6 'Twas Zion's King that stopp'd the breath Of captains and their bands : The men of might slept fast in death, And never found their hands. 6 At thy rebuke, 0 Jacob's God, IJoth horse and chariot fell : Who knows the terror of thy rod ? Thy vengeance who can tell? 7 What power can stand before thy sight, When once thy wrath appears? When heaven shines round with dreadful light, The earth lies still and fears. 8 When God in his own sovereign ways, Conies down to save the opprest, The wrath of men shall work his praise, And he'll restrain the rest. 9 The thunder of his sharp rebuke, Our haughty foes shall feel ; For Jacob's God hath not forsook, But dwells in Zion still. 969 'I C. M. Watts. Deliverance from Death. NTO thine hand, 0 God of truth, My spirit I commit ; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. The passions of my hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtful strife, While sorrow, pain, and sin, conspir'd To take away my life. ' My times are in thy hand,' I cried, ' Though I draw near the dust ; Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 0 make thy reconciling face Upon thy servant shine. And save me for thy mercy's^sake, For I'm entirely thine. 'Twas in my haste, my spirit said, ' I must despair and die, * I am cut off before thine eyes, But thou hast heard my cry. Thy goodness, how divinely free ! How wondrous is thy grace ^I 680 THANKSGITING. To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises ! 7 O love the Lord, all ye, his saints, And slug his praises loud; He'll bend his ear to your complaints. And recompense the proud. Q^ri CM. Watts. ^ * ^ Recovery from Sickness. LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries, And pitied every groan : Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord ; he bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away ; 0 let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray ! 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell. And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs, and fears of hell, Perplex'd my wakeful head, 4 ' My God,' I cried, ' thy servant save, ' Thou ever good and just ; ' Thy power can rescue from the grave, ' Thy power is all my trust.' 6 The Lord beheld me sore distrest. He bid my pains remove ; Eeturn, my soul, to God, thy rest. For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death. And dried my falling tears ; Now in his praise I'll spend my breath. And my remaining years. 071 C. M. Watts. ^ ' -^ Public Praise for Deliverance from Death. 'L ORD, ttou hast heard thy servant cry, And rescu'd from the grave, Now shall he live ; (and none can die If God resolve to save.) Thy praise, more constant than before. Shall fill his daily breath ; Thy hajid, that hath chastis'd him sore, Defends him still from death. COMMXTNION AVITH GOD. 581 3 Open the gates of Zioa now, For we shall worship there, Tlie house where all the righteous go, Thy mercy to declare. 4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints Our thankful voice we raise ; There we have told thee our complaints, And there we speak thy praise. 972 COiOrUNION WITH GOD. C. M. Sonnets. Walking with God. 1 A MONG the list of woi'thies found, XjL Redeem'd by Jesus' blood, Stands Enoch's name, a saint renow'd, Who walk'd on earth with God. 2 Sweet was his converse with the Lamb, Ere he the wine-press trod ; By faith he saw the victim flame. And humbly walk'd with God. 3 When night's dim mantle veiUd the skies, At peace with heav'n he stood ; And when he saw the morning rise. He rose to walk with God. 4 This good old way, through sov'reign grace, To hoary hairs he trod ; And held communion face to face, He walk'd and talk'd with God. 5 Be this the portion of my soul. While earth's my dark abode ; Should thrones or empires rise or fall. May I still walk with God. 6 Be this my motto, Lord, through grace, A sinner sav'd by blood. Wlio did liis hopes on Jesus place', And walk by faith with God. 682 COMMUNION WITH GOD. 973 S. M. Watts. God all and in all. — Psalm Ixxiii. 25. 1 "IVT'^ (iod, my life, my love, It I To tliee, to tliee, I call ; I cannot live if tliou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 Thy shining grace can cheer ^ This dungeon where I dwell ; 'Tis paradise when thou art here, If thou depart, 'tis hell. 3 The smilings of thy face, How amiable they are ! 'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace, And no where else but there. 4 To thee, and thee alone. The angels owe their bliss ; They sit around thy gracious throne, And dwell where Jesus is. 6 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place. If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 6 Nor earth, nor all the sky Can one delight afford. No, not a drop of real joy. Without thy presence, Lord. 7 Thou art the sea of love. Where all my pleasures roll, The circle where my passions move, And centre of my soul. 8 To thee my spirits fly With infinite desire, And yet how far from thee I lie ! Dear Jesus, raise me higher. 07 A L- M. Watts. *^ * ^The Enjoyment of Christ ; or, Delight in Worship. 1 "Tj^ AR from my thoughts, vain world, begone, jO Let my religious hours alone : Fain would my eyes my Savior see, I wait a visit. Lord, from thee. 2 My heart grows warm with holy fire. And kindles with a pure desire : Come, my dear Jesus, from above. And feed my soul with heavenly love. COMMUNION WITH GOD. 683 3 The trees of life immortal stand lu blooming rows at thy right hand, And in sweet mnrraurs by thy side Kivers of bliss perpetual glide. 4 Haste, then, but with a smiling face. And spread the table of thy grace . Bring down a taste of truth divine, And cheer my heart with sacred wine. 6 Bless'd Jesus, what delicious fare ! How sweet thy entertainments are ! Never did angels taste above Redeeming grace and dying love. 6 Hail, great Immanuel, all divine. In thee tliy Father's glories sliine ; Thou brightest, sweetest, fairest one. That eyes have seen or angels known. Q7^ L. M. Watts. ^ * ^ The Same. 1 T ORD, what a heaven of saving grace, ■ J Shines through the beauties of thy face, And lights our passions to a flame ! Lord, how we love thy charming name ! 2 When I can say, 3ly God is mine. When I can feel thy glories shine, I tread the world beneath m}' feet. And all that earth calls good or great. 3 While such a scene of sacred joys Our raptur'd eyes and souls employs, Here we could sit, and gaze away, A long, an everlasting day. 4 Well, we shall quickly pass the night To the fair coasts of perfect light ; Then shall our joyful senses rove O'er the dear object of our love. 5 There shall we drink full draughts of bliss,* And pluck new life from heavenly trees; Yet now and then, dear Lord, bestow A drop of heaven on worms below. 6 Send comforts down from thy right hand, While we pass through this barren land. And in thy temple let us see A glimpse of love, a glimpse of thee. 684 COMMUNION wirn god. 976 L.M. Doddridge. OhrisVs Transfiguration. — Matt. xvii. 4. 1 ~f X7"HEN at a distance, Lord, we trace W The various glories of thy face, What transport pours o'er all our breast, And charms our cares and woes to rest! 2 AYith thee, in the obscurest cell, On some bleak mountain would I dwell, Ratlier than jjompous courts behold, And share their grandeur and their gold. 3 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy ; Raptures divine my thoughts employ, I see the King of Glory shine ; And feel his love, and call him mine. 4 On Tabor thus his se,rvants view'd His lustre, when trahsform'd he stood ; And, bidding earthly scenes farewell. Cried, ' Lord, "tis pleasant here to dwell.' 5 Yet still our elevated eyes To nobler visions long to rise ; That grand assembly would we join, Where all thy saints around thee shine. 6 That mount, how bright ! those forms, how 'Tis good to dwell for ever there ! [fair I Come, death, dear envoy of my God, And bear me to that blest abode. QYY li. M. Cowper, ^ * * My Soul thirsteth for God. 1 T" THIRST, but not as once I did, I The vain delights of earth to share ; Thy wounds, Emmanuel, all forbid That I should seek my pleasures there. 2 It was the sight of thy dear cross, First wean'd my soul from earthly things ; And taught me to esteem as dross The mirth of fools and pomp of kings. 3 I want that grace that springs from thee, That quickens all things where it flows, And makes a wretched thorn like me, Bloom as the myrtle, or the rose. 4 Dear fountain of delight unknown ! No longer sink below the brim ; But overflow, and pour me down A living and life-giving stream ! THE CHRISTIAN. 585 5 For snre, of all the plants that share The notice of thy Father's eye, None proves less grateful to his care Or yields him meaner fruit than I. THE CHEISTIAN. 070 L. M. Adams. ^ * ^ Chirst all in all.— Col. iii. 11. 1 /CHRIST is my All, my sure Defence, Vy Nor shall my soul depart from thence : He is my Rock, my Refuge too, In spite of all my foes can do ! 2 Christ is my All. and he will lead My soul in pastures green to feed : 'Tis he supplies my every want. And will all needful blessings grant. 3 Christ is my All : where should I go ? Without him I can nothing do ! Helpless and weak, a sinner great, Yet in his righteousness complete. 070 CM. Franklin. ^ * ^ Jesus, the SainVs help in times of trouble, Ps. xxxi. 7 ; 1 Cor. x. 13. 1 "TX all my troubles and distress, 1 The Lord my soul doth own ; Jehovah doth my griefs redress, And makes his mercy known. 2 He helps me on him to rely ; He is my strength and tower ; 'Tis he that hears me when I cry, And manifests his power. 3 In every storm, in every sea, My Jesus makes a way ; His light shall make the darkness flee. And turn the shade to day. 4 'Tis he in trouble bears me up, And leads me safely through ; My Jesus doth maintain my cup, And daily strength renew. 58G THE CHRISTIAN. QQ.0 CM. Watts. uuyj qq^ ^y^y fy^y jiaj^pincss Ps. Ixxiii. 25. 1 "l\/f Y God, my portion, and ray love, It I My everlasting all, I've none but thee in heaven above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 What empty things are all the skies. And this inferior clod ! There's nothing here deserves my joys, There's nothing like my God. 3 In vain the bright, the burning sun Scatters his feeble light ; 'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon ; If thou withdraw 'tis night. 4 And whilst upon my restless bed. Among the shades I roll, If my Redeemer shows his head, 'Tis morning with my soul. 6 To thee I owe my wealth and friends, And health, and safe abode ; Thanks to thy name for meaner things, But they are not my God. 6 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compared to thee ; Or what's my safety, or my health, Or all my friends to me ? 7 Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, Without thy graces and thyself I were a wretch undone. 8 Let others stretch their arms like seas. And grasp in all the shore. Grant me the visits of thy face. And I desire no more. 981 C. M. Watts. Love to the creatures. 1 TTOW vain are all things here below ! XX How false, and yet how fair ! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flattering light ; We should suspect some danger nigh Where we possess delight. THE CHRISTIAN. 687 3 Our dearest joys, nnd nearest frienda, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wavering minds. And leave but half for God ! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the* sense ! Thither the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 6 Dear Savior, let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food ; And grace command my heart away From all created good. QQO L. M. Watts. ^^^ A sight of God mortifies us to the world. 1 XTP to the fields where angels lie, U And living waters gently roll. Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 Thy wondrous blood, dear dying Christ, Can make this load of guilt remove ; And thou canst bear me where thou flyest, On thy kind wings, celestial Dove ! 3 0 might I once mount up and see The glories of the eternal skies. What little things these woi'lds would be ! How despicable to my eyes ! 4 Had I a glance of thee, my God, Kingdoms and men would vanish soon ; Vanish as though I saw them not, As a dim candle dies at noon. 5 Then they might fight, and rage and rave, I should perceive the noise no more Than we can hear a shaking leaf While rattling thunders round us roar. 6 Great All in All, Eternal King, Let me but view thy lovely face. And all my powers shall bow and sing Thine endless grandeur and thy grace. QQQ S. M. Watts. *^0^ Safety in God. 1 "TTTHEN" overwhelmed with grief, VV Myheart within me dies. Helpless and far from all relief, To heaven I lift my eyes. 688 TETE CHRISTIAN. 2 0 lead me to the rock That's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord, Forever I'll abide : Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear thy name ; If endless life be their reward, I shall possess the same. QQ/j. C. M. Watts. *^^^ Parting with carnal joys. 1 "\/ry soul forsakes her vain delight, IVI And bids the world farewell, Base as the dirt beneath my feet, And mischievous as hell. 2 No longer will I ask your love. Nor seek your friendship more ; The happiness that I approve, Lies not within your power. 3 There's nothing round this spacious earth That suits my large desire ; To boundless joy and solid mirth, My nobler thoughts aspire. 4 Where pleasure rolls its living flood, From sin and dross refined, Still springing from the throne of God, And fit to cheer the mind. 5 The almighty Ruler of the sphere, The glorious and the great, Brings his own all-sufficience there, To make our bliss complete. 6 Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd climb the heavenly road ! There sits my Savior dressed in love, And there my smiling God. L. M. Watts. The same. SEND the joys of earth away, Away ye tempters of the mind. False as the smooth deceitful sea, And empty as the whistling wind. 985 'I THE CnUISTIAN. 689 2 Your streams were floating me along Down to the gulf of dark despair, And whilst I listened to your song, Your streams had e'en conveyed me there. 3 Lord, I adore thy matchless grace. That warned me of that dark abyss, That drew me from those treacherous seas, And bid me seek superior bliss. 4 Now to the shining realms above I stretch my hands and glance my eyes ; 0 for the pinions of a dove To bear me to the upper skies : . 5 There from the bosom of my God Oceans of endless pleasures roll ; There would I fix my last abode. And drown the sorrows of my soul. QQ/^ L. M. Watts. ^^^ Tlie beatitudes. Matt. v. 2-12. 1 ~r>LEST are the humble souls that see J3 Their emptiness and poverty ; Treasures of grace to them are given, And croWns of joy laid up in heaven. 2 Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar Prom rage and passion, noise and war ; God will secure their happy state, And plead their cause against the great. 4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, Hunger and long for righteousness, They shall be well supplied and fed With living streams and living bread. 6 Blest are the men whose bowels move And melt with sympathy and love ; From Christ the Lord shall they obtain Like sympathy and love again. 6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean From the defiling power of sin, With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity. 7 Blest are the men of peaceful life. Who quench the coals of growing strife, 690 THE CHRISTIAN. They shall be called the heirs of bliss, The sons of God, the God of peace. 8 Blest are the sufferers Avho partake Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord, Glory and joy are their reward. 007 L.M. Watts. *^ ^ • Comfort under Sorrows and Pains. 1 "VTOW let the Lord my Savior smile, JAI And show my name upon his heart, I would forget my pains awhile, And in the pleasure lose the smart. 2 But, oh ! it swells my sorrows high, To see my blessed Jesus frown, My spirits sink, my comforts die. And all the springs of life are down. 3 Yet why, my soul, why these complaints? Still while he frowns, his bowels move ; Still on his heart he bears his saints, And feels their sorrows and his love. 4 My name is printed on his breast. His book of life contains my name J I'd rather have it there impressed Than in the bright records of fame. 6 When the last fire burns all things here, Those letters shall securely stand, And in the Lamb's fair book appear Writ by the eternal Father's hand. 6 Now shall my minutes smoothly run, Whilst here I wait my Father's will ; My rising and my setting sun EoU gently up and down the hill. QQQ CM. Watts. ^^^ Holy desires. 1 /^ THAT thy statutes every hour \J Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence I derive a quickening power, And daily peace I find. 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word, Thy word is all my joy. 3 How would I run in thy commands. If thou my heart discharge 989 THK CHRISTIAN. S9l From sin and Satan's liateful chains, And set my feet at large ! 4 My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name ; I'll speak thy word, though kings should hear, Xor yield to sinful shame, 6 Let bands of persecutors rise To rob me of my right, Let pride and malice forge their lies, Thy law is my delight. 6 Depart from me, ye wicked race, Whose hands and hearts are ill ; I love my God, I love his ways And must obey his will. C. M. Watts. The pilgrimage of the saints ; or earth and heaven. 1 ~|~ ORD ! what a wretched land is this, a J That yields us no supply ! No cheering fruits, no Avholesome trees, Nor streams of living joy 1 2 But pricking thorns through all the ground, And mortal poisons grow, And all the rivers that are found With dangerous waters flow. 3 Yet the dear path to thine abode, Lies through this horrid land ; Lord ! we would keep the heavenly road. And. run at th}' command. 4 Our souls shall tread the desert through With undiverted feet : And faith and flaming zeal subdue The terrors that we meet. 6 A thousand savage beasts of prey Around the forest roam ; But Judah's Lion guards the way, And guides ihe strangers home. 6 Long nights and darkness dwell below. With scarce a twinkling ray ; But the bright world to which we go Is everlasting day. 7 By glimmering hopes and gloomy fears We trace the sacred road, Through dismal deeps and dangerous snares We make our way to God. 593 THE CHRISTIAN. 8 Our journey is a thorny ma^e, But we march upward still ; Forget these troubles of the ways, And reach at Ziou's hill. 9 Eternal glory to the King That brought us safely through ; Our tongues shall never cease to sing, And endless praise renew. qqO c. M. *-'^^ God's presence is light in darkness. 1 ~\/rY God, the spring of all my joys, IVX The life of my delights, The glory of my brightest days, The comfort of my nights. 2 In darkest shades if he appear, My dawning is begun ; He is my soul's sweet morning star. And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, Wliile Jesus shows his heart is mine, And whispers I am His ! 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, Eun up with joy the shining way To embrace my dearest Lord. 6 Fearless of hell and ghastly death I'd break through every foe ; The wings of love, and arms of faitji, Should bear me conqueror througlk OQ-I CM. Watts. u K/± rpjiQ hope of heaven our support under trials of earth. 1 "YirrHEN I can read my title clear VV To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rage. And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come. And storms of sorrow fall, May I but safely reach my home. My God my heaven, my all. THE CHRISTIAN. 693 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heavenly rest, And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. QQO S.M. ^^-^ Portion of saints and sinners; or^ hope and despair in death. ARISE, my gracious God, And make the wicked flee ; Tliey are but thy chastising rod To drive thy saints to thee. 2 Behold the sinner dies, His haughty words are vain ; Here in this life his pleasure lies, And all beyond is pain. 3 Then let his pride advance, And boast of all his store ; The Lord is my inheritance, My soul can wish no more. 4 I shall behold the face Of ray forgiving God, And stand complete in righteousness, Washed in my Savior's blood. 5 There's anew heaven begun, When I awake from death. Dressed in the likeness of thy Son, To draw immortal breath. qqq cm. watts. ^^O Redemption andprotectionfroni sp irit- ual enemies. 1 A RISE, my soul, my joyful powers, /\ And triumph in my God ; Awake, my voice, and loud proclaim His glorious grace abroad. 2 He raised me from the deeps of sin, Tlie gates of gaping hell. And fixed my standing more secure Than 'twas before I fell. 3 The arms of everlasting love Beneath mj'' soul be placed ; And on the rock of ages set My slippery footsteps fast. 4 The city of my blest abode Is walled around with grace. 694 THE CHRISTIAN. Salvation for a bulwark stands To shield the sacred place. 5 Satan may vent his sharpest spite, A.nd all his legions roar, Almighty mercy guards ray life, And bounds his raging power. 6 Arise, my soul, awake, my voice, And tunes of pleasure sing, Loud hallelujahs shall address My Savior and my King. QQA L. M. Watts. ^ ^-^The sinner^ s portion and sainVs hope. 1 T ORD, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove § J My faith, my patience, and my love : When men of spite against me join. They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below ; 'Tis all the happiness they know, 'Tis all they seek ; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value, I resign ; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 1 shall behold thy blissful face. And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life's a dream, an empty show ; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere ; When shall I wake, and find me there ? 6 0 glorious hour ! 0 blest abode ! I shall be near and like my God ! And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's jo3'ful sound; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Savior's image rise. 995 C. M. Watts. Sight through a glass, and face to face* 1 "T LOVE the windoAvs of thy grace, I Through which my Lord is seen, And long to meet my Savior's face, Without a glass between. THE CHRISTIAN. 595 2 0 that the happy hour were corae To change my faith to sight ! I shall behold my Lord at hoihe In a diviner light. 3 Haste, my Beloved, and remove These interjiosing days ; Then shall my passions all be love, And all my powers be praise. QQ/^ L. M. Fawcett. UU\J Bread of life.— John vi. 35-48. 1 y\EPRAVED minds on ashes feed, I / Nor love, nor seek for heavenly bread ; They choose the husks which swine do eat, Or meanly crave the serpent's meat. 2 Jesus ! thou art the living bread By which our needy souls are fed : In thee alone thy children find Enough to fill the empty mind. 3 Without this bread I starve and die ; No other can my need supply ; • But this will suit my wretched case, Abroad, at home, in-every place. 4 'Tis this relieves the hungry poor, Who ask for bread at mercy's door ; This living food descends from heaven, As manna to the Jews was given. 5 This precious food my heart revives ; What strength, what nourishment it gives ! 0 let me evermore be fed With this divine, celestial bread ! qqy L. M. Doddridge. *J^ * Tlie SpiriVs influences compared to living water. i, 1 "OLEST Jesus! source of grace divine, r> What soul -refreshing streams are thine I Oh, bring these healing waters nigh. Or we must droop, and fall, and die. 2 No traveler through desert lands, H 'Midst scorching suns, and burning sands, ;>;_; !More needs the current to obtain, '| Or to enjoy refreshing rain. ] • 3 Our longing souls aloud would sing, - Spring up, celestial Fountain, spring, To a redundant river flow. And cheer this thirsty land below. liii 596 THE CHRISTIAN. 4 May this blest torrent near my side, Through all tl;e desert, gently glide ; Then, in Emmanuel's land above, Spread to a sea of joy and love! QQQ L. M. Rippon's Col. uokj Entire dedication; or,reasoiXs for de- siring the work of the Sjnrit. 1 TT^MPTIED of earth, I fain would be, JCj Of sin, of self, of all but thee ; Reserved for Christ that bled and died — Surrendered to the Crucified ! 2 Sequestered from the noise and strife, The lust, the pomp, and pride of life^ Prepared for heaven, my noblest care — And have my conversation there. 3 Nothing, save Jesus, would I know ! My friend, and my companion thou ; Lord, take my heart, assert thy right, And put all other loves to flight. 4 Each idol tread beneath thy feet, And to thyself the conquest get ; Let sin no more oppose my Lord, Slain by the Spirit's two-edged sword. 6 Constrain my soul thy sway to own : Self-will, self-righteousness, dethrone ; Let Dagon fall before thy face — The ark remaining in its place. 6 Detach from sublunary joys. One that would only hear thy voice, Thy beauty see, thy grace admire, Nor glow with but celestial fire. 7 Larger communion let me prove, With thee, blest object of my love ; But, oh ! for this no power have I ; My strength is at ihy feet to lie. 999 C. M. Fawcett. Knowledge at present imperfect. 1 Cor. xiii. 9. THY way, 0 God ! is in the sea, Thy paths I cannot trace ; Nor comprehend the mystery Of thy unbounded grace. Here the dark veils of flesh and sense My captive soul surround, THE CHRISTIAN. 697 Mysterious deeps of Providence My wondering thoughts confound. 3 When I behold thy awful hand My earthly hopes destroy, In deep astonishment I stand, And ask the reason, why? 4 As through a glass, I dimly see The wonders of thy love ; How little do I know of thee, Or of the joys above ! 6 'Tis but in part I know thy will ; I bless thee for the sight ; When will thy love the rest reveal In glory's clearer light ? 6 With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love and praise. 1 Ann ^- ^- Davies. J. U U U Self-examination.— Gal. iv. 19, 20. 1 "TTTHAT strange perplexities arise ! W What anxious fears and jealousies ! What crowds in doubtful light appear, How few, alas ! approv'd and clear ! 2 And what am I? — My soul, awake, And an impartial survey take : Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, In practice or in heart appear ? 3 What image does ray spirit bear ; Is Jesus formed and living there ? Say, do his lineaments divine, In thought, and word, and action shine ? 4 Searcher of hearts, 0 search me still; The secrets of my soul reveal ; My fears remove ; let me appear To God, and my own conscience, clear. 6 Scatter the clouds which o'er my head Thick glooms of dubious terror spread ; Lead me into celestial day, And to myself, myself display. 6 May I at that J:)lest world arrive. Where Christ through all my soul shall live ; And give full proof that he is there, Without one gloomy tliought or fear. 698 CONFLICTS AND DELITERANCE. CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 1 nm L. M. Gaclsby's CoL XUUX Captain of Salvation.— Ei^h. vi. 18-17. 1 ~\/rY Captain sounds the alarm of war — .IVI Awake ! the powers of hell are near ! " To arms ! to arms!" I hear him cry, " 'Tis your's to conquer or to die !" 2 Rous'd by the animating sound, I cast my eager eyes around ; Make haste to gird my armor on, And bid each trembling fear be gone. 3 Hope is my helmet ; Christ my shield ; Thy word, my God, the sword I wield ; With sacred truth my loins are girt. And holy zeal inspires my heart. 4 Thus arm'd, I venture on the fight ; Resolved to put ray foes to flight : While Jesus kindly deigns to spread His conquering banner o'er my head. 5 In him I hope ; in him I trust ; His bleeding Cross is all my boast; Through troops of foes he'll lead me on To victory and a victor's crown ! 1009 L. M. Gadsby'sCoL ■^^yj^ Tlie Pilgrim's Consolatioyi.-Reh.si.U. ILGREVIS we are.andheav'nward bound ; Our journey lies along this road ; This wilderness we travel round, To reach the city of our God. And here as travelers we meet, Before we reach the fields above, To sit around our Master's feet. And tell the wonders of his love. Oft have we seen the tempests rise ; The world and Satan, hell and sin. Like mountains seem'd to reach the skies, With scarce a gleam of hope between. But still, as oft as troubles c«me, Our Jesus sends some cheering ray ; And that strong arm shall guard us home, Which thus protects us by the way. ^P CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 599 6 A few more days, or montlis, or years, lu this dark desert to complain ; A few more sighs, a few more tears, And we shall bid adieu to pain. 1 nn*^ S. M. Hart ±UUO "Pride."^Prov. xxix. 33. 1 XNNUMERABLE foes I Attack the child of God ; He feels within the weight of sin, A grievous, galling load. 2 Temptations, too, without. Of various kinds, assault; Sly snares beset his traveling feet, And make him often halt. 3 From sinner and from saint He meets with many a blow ; His own bad heart creates a smart, Which only God can know. 4 But though the host of hell Be neither weak nor small. One mighty foe deals wondrous woe, And hurts beyond them all. 6 'Tis pride, accursed pride. The spirit by God abhorr'd ; Do what we will, it haunts us still. And keeps us from the Lord. 6 It blows its poisonous breath. And bloats the soul with air ; The heart uplifts with God's own gifts, And makes e'en grace a snare. 7 Awake, nay, while we sleep, In all we think or speak, It puflfs us glad, torments us sad : Its hold we cannot break. 8 In other ills we find The hand of heaven not slack : Pride only knows to interpose. And keep our comforts back. 9 'Tis hurtful when perceived ; When not perceived 'tis worse : Unseen or seen, it dwells within. And works by fraud or force. lO Against its influence pray, It mingles with the prayer : 600 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. Against it preach, it prompts the speech Be silent, still 'tis there. 11 In every outward act, In every thought within, The heart it draws- to seek applause, And mixes all with sin. 12 Thou meek and lowly Lamb, This haughty tyrant kill ; That aim'd at thee, though thou wast free, And grieves thy spirit still. 13 Our condescending God, (To whom else shall we go ?) Remove our pride, whate'er betide, And lay and keep us low. 14 Thy garden is the place Where pride can not intrude : For should it dare to enter there, 'Twould soon be drown'd in blood. 1004 ^•^- Newton. ±\J\J-t:j!jfQ Prisoner. — Ps. cxv. 2 ; cxlii. 7. 1 "XTTHEN the poor prisoner, thro' a grate W Sees others walk at large, How does he mourn his lonely state, And long for a discharge ! 2 Thus I, confined in unbelief. My loss of freedom mourn ; And spend my hours in fruitless grief. Until my Lord return. 3 The beam of day which pierces through The gloom in which I dwell, Only discloses- to my view, The horrors of my cell. 4 Ah, how my pensive spirit faints. To think of former days, When I could triumph with the saints. And join their songs of jjraise. 6 Dear Savior, for thy mercy's sake, My strong, my only plea, These gates and bars in pieces break. And set the prisoner free. 100^ ^•^- Cowper. s.\j\jtj Temptation James i. 12. ^D ANGERS of every shape and name Attend the followers of the Lamb, CONFLICTS AND DELITEBANCE. 601 Wlio leave the world's deceitful shore, And leave it to return no more. 2 0 Lord, the pilot's part perform, And guide and guard me through the storm ; Defend me from each threatening ill ! Control the waves ; say, " Peace ! be still !" 3 Amidst the roaring of the sea, My soul still hangs her hopes on thee : Tliy constant love, thy faithful care, Is all that saves me from despair. -lAA^ L.M. Hart. -LUUU zrnseitledness.-FsAv, 1,2. 1 T ORD, what a riddle is my soul ! I J Alive when wounded, dead when whole! Fondly I flee from pain, yet ease Cannot content, nor 'pleasure please. 2 Thou hid'st thy face ; my sins abound ; World, flesh, and Satan all surround : Fain would I find my God, but fear The means, perhaps, may prove severe. 3 If thou the least displeasure show, And bring my vileness to my view, Timorous and weak, I shrink, and say, " Lord, keep thy chastening hand away." 4 If reconciled I see thy face. Thy matchless mercy, boundless grace, O'ercome with bliss, I cry, " Remove That killing sight, I die with love." 6 My dear Redeemer, purge this dross ; Teach me to bear and love the cross ; Teach me thy chastening to sustain, Discern the love, and l^ear the pain. 6 Nor spare to make me clearly see The sorrows thou hast felt for me : If death must follow, I comply ; Let me be sick with love, and die. 1 007 ^- ^- Newton. ±\J\J t Prayer answered by Grosses. Acts xiv. 22. 1 T" ASK'D the Lord that I might grow .1 In faith, and love, and every grace ; Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. 602 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 2 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answer 'd prayer ; But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair. 3 I hoped, that in some favor'd hour, At once he'd answer my request ; And, bj'' his love's constraining power, Subdue my sins, and give me rt-st. 4 Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden evils of m)' heart. And let the angry powers of hell Assault my soul in every part. 6 Yea, more, with his own hand he seem'd Intent to aggravate my woe ; Cross'd all the fair designs I schemed, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 6 " Lord, why is this?" I trembling cried ; " Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death ?" " 'Tis in this way," the Lord replied, " I answer prayer for grace and faith. 7 " These inward trials I employ. From self and pride to set thee free ; And break thy schemes of earthly joy. That thou mayest seek thy all in me." in OR C.M. Hart. J.UUO Tribulation.—^ Tim. iii. 12. 1 fTlHE soul that would to Jesus press, ■ Must fix this firm and sure, That tribulation, more or less. They must and shall endure. 2 From this there can be none exempt ; 'Tis God's own wise decree : Satan the weakest saint will tempt, Nor is the strongest free. 3 The world opposes from without, And unbelief within ; We fear, we faint, we grieve, we doubt, And feel the load of sin. 4 Glad frames too often lift us up, And then how proud we grow ; Till sad desertion makes us droop, And down we sink as low. 5 Ten thousand baits the foe prepares To catch the Avandering heart ; CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 603 And seldom do we see the snares Before we feel the smart. 6 But let not all this terrify ; Pursue the narrow path : Look to the Lord with steadfast eye, And tight the fight of faith. 7 Though we are feeble, Christ is strong ; His promises are true ; We shall be conquerors all ere long. And more than conquerors too. 1 OOQ S. M. Hart. ±UUt^ r/^g j^arrow TFaj/.— Matt. vii. 13, 14. 1 ^Tr^I^E is the gate of death ; W The way is lai*ge and broad ; And many*nter in thereat, And walk that beaten road. 2 Because the gate of life Is narrow, low and small ; The path so press'd, so close, so strait, There seems no path at all. 3 This way, that's found by few, Ten thousand snares beset, To turn the seeker's steps aside. And trap the traveler's feet. 4 Before we've journey 'd far, • Two dangerous gulphs are fix'd : Dead sloth, and pharisaic pride, Scarce a hair's breadth betwixt. 6 False lights delude the eyes, And lead the steps astray : That traveler treads the surest here, That seldom sees his way. 6 Guides cry, " Lo here !" " Lo there !" " On this, on that side keep ;" Some overdrive, some frighten back, And others lull to sleep. 7 On the left hand, and right, Close cragged rocks are seen, Distrust and self-wrought confidence ; 'Tis hard to squeeze between. 8 Sometimes we seem to gain Great lengths of ground by day ; But find, alas, when night comes on, We quite mistook the way. 604 CONFLICTS AND DELH'BBANCE. 9 Sometimes we have no strength ; Sometimes we want the will ; And sometimes lest we might go wrong, We choose to stand quite still. 10 .Again, through heedless haste, We catch some dangerous fall ; Then, fearing we may move too fast, We hardly move at all. 11 Deep quagmires choke the way ; Corruptions foul and thick ; Whose stench infects the air, and makes The strongest traveler sick. 12 Through these we long must wade. And oft stick fast in mire ; Now heat consumes; now frost benumbs ; As dangerous as the fire. « 13 Specti-es, of various forms. Allure, enchant, affright; Presumption tempts us every day ; Despair assaults by night. 14 Companions if we find, Alas, how soon they're gone ! For 'tis decreed that most must pass The darkest paths alone. 15 Distress'd on every side With evils, felt or fear'd ; We pray, we cry, but cannot find That prayers or cries are heard. 16 Thickets of briars and thorns Our feeble feet inclose ; And every step we take, betrays New dangers and new foes. 17 When all these foes are quell'd, And every danger past. That ghastly phantom. Death, remains To combat -with at last. 1 01 n S. M. Hart. ±UJ.U The Same. 1 "TP this be, Lord, thy way ■ Then who can hope to gain That prize such numbers never seek, Such numbers seek in vain? 2 'Tis thy almighty grace That can suflfice alone, CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 605 Thou givest us strength to run the race, Aud theu bestow 'st a crowu. 3 Cheer up, ye traveling souls ; On Jesas's aid rely ; He sees us when we see not him, And always hears our cry. 4 Without cessation pray ; Your prayers will not prove vain : Our Joseph turns aside to weep, But cannot long refrain. 5 Sudden he stands confess'd ; We look, and all is light ; The foe, confounded, swift as thought Sueaks off, aud skulks Irorn sight. 6 His presence cheers the soul. And smooths the rugged way. He often makes the crooked straight. And turns the night to day. 7 We then move cheerful on ; The ground feels firm and good; And, lest we should mistake the way, He lines it out with blood. 8 Again we cannot see His helping hand, but feel ; And though we neither feel nor see, His hand sustains us still. 9 He gently leads us on; Protects from fatal harms ; And, when we faint, and cannot walk, He bears us in his arms. 10 He guides and moves our steps. For, though we seem to move, His Spirit all the motion gives, By springs of fear and love. 11 The meek with love he draws ; Eestrains the rash by fear ; Searches and finds the wandering out, And brings the distant near. 12 When for a time we stop, Perplex'd and at a loss, He, like a beacon on a hill, Erects his bloody cross. ' 13 Forward again we press, And, while that mark's in view. 606 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. Though hosts of foes beset the way, We boldly venture through. 14 When all these foes are quell'd, And every danger past, Though Death remains, he but remains To be subdued at last. I AT 1 S. M. Hart. -^ ^ -•- -*- Temptation.— MslU. iv. 3-10. 1 "\7'E tempted souls, reflect I Whose name 'tis, you profess ; Your Master's lot you must expect — Temptations more or less. 2 Dream not of faith so clear As shuts all doubtings out ; Bemember how the devil dared To tempt e'en Christ to doubt. 3 " If thou'rt the Son of God," (0 what an IF was there !) " These stones here, speak them into food, And make that Sonship clear." 4 View that amazing scene ! Say, could the tempter try To shake a tree so sound, so green? — Good God ! defend the dry ! 6 Think not he now will fail To make us shrink and droop ; Our faith he daily will assail, And dash our every hope. 6 That impious IF, he thus, At God incarnate threw, No wonder if he cast at us, And make us feel it too. 7 To cause despair's the scope Of Satan and his powers, Against hope to believe in hope, My brethren, must be ours. 8 Buts, ifs, and hoics are hurl'd To sink us with the gloom Of all that's dismal in this world, Or in the world to come. 9 But here's our point of rest ; Though hard the battle seem. Our Captain stood the fiery test. And we shall stand through him. CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 607 T AT 9 S. M. Hart. ±VL^ nQ Wretched Man that I am.:^ Rom. vii. 24. 1 TTOW sore a plague is sin, JlL To those by whom 'tis felt : The christian cries, " Unclean, uncleanP^ E'en though released from guilt. 2 0 wretched, wretched man ! What horrid scenes I view ! I find, alas ! do all I can, That I can nothing do. 3 When good I would perform, Through fear or shame I stop ; Corruption rises like a storm. And blasts the promised crop. 4 Of peace if I'm in quest, Or love my thoughts engage. Envy and anger in my breast That moment rise and rage. 5 When for an humble mind To God I pour my prayer, I looli into my heart, and find That pride will still be there. 6 How long, dear Lord, how long Deliverance must I seek ? And fight with foes so very strong, Myself so very weak ? 7 I'll bear the unequal strife, And wage the war within ; Since death that puts an end to life. Shall put an end to sin. 1 AT q L. M. Hart. ±\J±OgiQy^y Eeart.—Is^. Ixiv. 1 ; Ezek. xi.l9. 1 /^ 9 FOR a glance of heavenly day, V/ • To take this stubborn stone away ! And thaw, with beams of love divine, This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 2 The rocks can rend ; the earth can quake , The seas can roar ; the mountains shaice ; Of feeling, all things show some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt, Dear Lord, an adamant would melt ! 608 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. But I can read each moving line, And nothing move this heart of mine. 4 Thy judgments, too, unmoved I liear, (Amazing thouglit !) which devils fear: Goodness and wrath in vain combine To stir this stupid heart of mine. 6 But something yet can do the deed ! And that dear something much I need; Thy Spirit can from dross refine. And move and melt this heart of mine. T A] 4_ C. M. Herbert. ■^^ ^^ "I shall be satisfied, when I awake, rcith thy likeness.''^ — Ps. xvii. 15. 1 TTOW oft I murmur and repine, Xl With blessings in my hand ; There's nothing here can satisfy, Nor gold, nor house, nor land. 2 Sometimes the Lord bestows on me, His fretful child, a toy. On which I raise my prospects high. And look for certain joy. 3 But soon there's something Intervenes; I've something else in view; The former mercy is forgot, And I want something new. 4 0 ! this unstable heart of mine ^ Is like the troubled sea ; The more I have, the more I want ; When shall I settled be ? 5 I know this wretched world can't fill This anxious soul of mine : 0 could I, to my Father's will, My soul, my all resign. 6 Sometimes, alas! I think I can ; I'll trust the world no more ; But when I meet some little cross, I'm fretful as before. 7 Why am I captivated thus. By such poor trifling toys ? Alas ! how oft this wretched world Annoys my better joys. 8 I want to trust, but cannot trust, A God of providence ; • Although he bless from day to day, I'm full of diffidence. CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 609 9 When troubles roll in, thick and fast, Ah ! then my faith gives way ; Sometimes I think I cannot stand, No, not another day. 10 Sometimes, like Ephraim, I rebel ; I cannot bear the yoke ; I kick and murmur at the rod, And shrink at every stroke. 11 But -when my Father smiles again, Then wliat a fool am I ; 'Tis then, like Ephraim, I repent. And smite upon my thigh. 12 Like him I mourn, like him I cry, " Lord, hold me with thy hand ; And draw me by thy special grace : Hold up, and I shall stand." 1 AT K CM. Watts. -*- ^.-'- ^ Backslidings and Returns. 1 "\TrHY is my heart so far from thee, VV My God, my chief delight? Wliy are my thoughts no more by day With thee, no more by night? 2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? Where can such sweetness be As I have tasted in thy love, As I have found in thee ? 3 Wlien my forgetful soul renews The savor of thy grace, My heart presumes I cannot lose Tlie relish all my days. 4 But ere one fleeting hour is past, The flattering world employs Some sensual bait to seize my taste, And to pollute my joys. 5 Trifles of nature or of art, With fair decei^;ful chai-ms, Intrude upon my thoughtless heart. And thrust me from thy arms. 6 Then I repent and vex my soul, That I should leave thee so ; Where will those wild affections roll That let a Savior go ! 7 Sin's promised joys are turn'd to pain, And I am droAvn'd in grief; 20 610 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. But my dear'Lord returns again, He flies to my relief. 8 Seizing my soul with sweet surprise, He draws with loving bands ; Divine compassion in his eyes, And pardon in his hands. 9 Wretch that I am to wander thus In chase of false delight! Let me be fastened to thy cross Rather than lose thy sight. 10 Make haste, my days, to reach the goal, And bring my heart to rest On the dear centre of my soul. My God, my Savior's breast. 1 AT (^ L. M. Watta. -^ '-' -^ ^ Hope in Darkness. 1 "TT"OW long, 0 Lord, shall I complain JnL Like one that seeks his God in vaia? Canst thou thy face for ever hide, And I still pray, and be denied ? 2 Shall I for ever be forgot As one whom thou regardest not? Still shall my soul thy absence mourn, And still despair of thy return ? 3 How long shall my poor troubled breast Be with these anxious thoughts opprest, And Satan, my malicious foe. Rejoice to see me sunk so low ? 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, Before my death concludes my grief; If thou withhold thy heavenly' light, I sleep in everlasting night. 5 How will the powers of darkness boast, If but one praying soul be lost ! But I have trusted in thy grace. And shall again behold thy face. 6 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest, ' Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; My heart shall feel thy love, and raise My cheerful voice to songs of praise. 10"] 7 CM. Watts. XV J- I Prayer for Quickening Grace. ^M Y soul lies cleaving to the dust ; Lord, give me life divine j CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 611 From vain desires and every lust Turn off these e^'es of mine. 2 I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in thy way, Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray. 3 When sore afflictions press me down, I need thy quickening powers ; Thy word that I have rested on Shall help my heaviest hours. 4 Are not thy mercies sovereign still, And thou IGHTEOUS are the works of God ; _i\ All his works are holy ; Just his judgments, fit his rod To correct our folly. 2 All his dealings wise and good, Uniform, though various ; Though they seem, by reason view'd, Cross, or quite contrarious. 3 These are truths, and happy he Who can well receive them ; Brethren, though we cannot see, Still we should believe them. 4 Why through darksome x>aths we go. We may know no reason ; Yet we shall hereafter know, Each in his due season. 5 Could we see how all is right, Where were room for credence? But by faith and not by sight, Christians yield obedience. 6 Let all fruitless searches go, Which perplex and tease us ; We determine nought to know But a bleeding Jesus. 626 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 1 OAf) L. M. Sonnete. ■^^^^ The Lamb and his Virgin Company. 1 f\^ Zion's glorious summit stood V^ A num'rous host, redeem'd by blood; They prais'd their King in strains divine ; I heard the song, and strove to join. 2 Here all who suflfer'd sword or flame, For truth, or Jesus' lovely name, Shout vict'ry now, and hail the Lamb, And bow before the great I AM. 3 While everlasting ages roll, Eternal love shall feast their souls; And scenes of bliss for ever new, Rise in succession to their view. 4 Here Mary and Manasseh view The dying thief ; — and Abraham too ; With equal love their spirits flame. The sarne their joy, their song the same. 6 0 sweet employ to sing and trace Th' amazing heights and depths of grace ; And spend, from sin and sorrow free, A blissful vast eternity ! 6 0 what a sweet exalted song, "VMien every tribe, and every tongue, Redeem'd by blood, with Christ appear, And join in one full chorus there. 7 My soul anticipates the day, Would stretch her wings and soar away. To aid the song, a palm to bear. And bow — the chief of sinners there. 1 AJ_"1 S. M. Sonnets. ■'-^^■^ I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. — Rom. vii. 25. 1 rpHOUGH void of all that's good, I And very, very poor, Through Christ I hope to be renew'd, And live for evermore. 2 I view my own bad heart, And see such evils there. The sight with horror makes me start, And tempts me to despair. 3 Then with a single eye I look to Christ alone ; And on his righteousness rely. Though I myself have none. CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE, 027 4 By virtue of his blood The Lord declares me clean : Now serves my mind the law of God, My flesh the law of sin. 1 04-9 "^'s- Newton. J- '-'■*'-' Vanity of the creature sanctified. 1 TTOXEY though the bee prepares, XI An envenom'd sting he wears ; Piercing thorns a guard compose Round the fragrant blooming rose. 2 Where we think to find a sweet, Oft a painful sting we meet ; "When the rose invites our eye, We forget the thorn is nigh. 3 Why are thus our hopes beguil'd. Why are all our pleasures spoiPd ? Why do agony and wo With our choicest comforts grow? 4 Sin has been the cause of all, 'Twas not thus before the fall ; What but pain, and thorn, and sting, From the root of sin can spring ? 5 Now with ev'ry good we find. Vanity and grief entwin'd ; What we feel, or what we fear. All our joj's embitter here. 6 Yet, through the Redeemer's love. These afflictions blessings prove ; He the wounding stings and tliorns. Into healing med'cines turns. 1 04-*^ ^' ^- Sonnets -^ ^^^ The fugitive Prophet arrested. 1 TONAH, the prophet, once was sent fj To preach to Nineveh ; But he, alas ! to Tarshish went. Great God, to fly from thee. 2 To shun the cross, he strove in vain, For God would make him go; He sunk him in the boundless main, But not in endless wo. 3 Like Jonah, thou ray soul hast fled A thousand devious ways, From him who for thy ransom bled, Since thou wast call'd by grace. 628 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 4 But shall this chosen vessel die, To see thy face no more ; Shall he beneath th^y judgments lie, And wrath cterual roar? 5 No, to the temple of thy grace He'll cast his eyes again, And view within that sacred place The Lamb for sinners slain. 6 Electing love, that three-fold cord, Which saves from hell's despair. To bring him to his sov'reign Lord, Shall angle for him there. 7 Jonah shall for his folly smart ; Yet, in his fall, shall prove The deep rebellion of his heart, And God's unchanging love. 1 044- ^- ^^' Sonnets. J. v/tttt y/jg iQ^g Qj' Qfifist the same. \ROM Zion God declares His love shall ne'er decline ; Then why indulge these doubts and fears, Believer, why repine ? Thy warfare finish'd stands, From that illustrious day, When Jesus hush'd the law's demands. And bore thy sins away. 'Twas but a moment's space, A little moment too, That from thee he conceal'd his face. And did his anger shew. Now he thy spirit cheers. He tells thee all is well, When delug'd with desponding fears. Or when thy sorrows swell. To make his visits sweet. And teach to watch and pray. His absence thou shalt oft regret, And thorns obstruct thy way. The promise stands secure, Salvation's fall and free ; The cov'nant stands for ever sure, 'Twas made in love to thee. CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 629 1 04.^ C. M. Watt3. ± V^O rpj^Q jiggji (j^^ Sjnrit. 1 ■XTTHAT different powers of grace and sia VV Attend our mortal state : I hate the thoughts that work within, And do tlie work I hate. 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die, While sin and Satan reign : Now raise my songs of triumph high, For grace prevails again. 3 So darkness struggles with the light Till perfect day arise : Water and fire maintain the fight Until the weaker dies. 4 Thus will the flesh and spirit strive, And vex and break my peace : But I shall quit this mortal life, And sin for ever cease. 1 r)4^(:^ C. M. Watts. XU-xU Breathing after Holiness. 'O THAT the Lord would guide my ways To keep his statutes still ! O that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! 2 0 send thy Spirit down to write Thy law upon ray heart ! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Nor act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; Let no corrupt design, Nor covetous desires arise Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 6 My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip ; Yet since I've not forgot thy way. Restore thy wandering sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road; Nor let my head, or heart, or hands, Offend against my God. 630 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. ± Ut: 1 Faith in Christ for Pardon and Sanctificatxon. 1 TTTOW sad our state by nature is ! JLL Our sin how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word, " Ho, ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord." 3 My soul obeys th' almighty call, And runs to this relief, I would believe thy promise. Lord, 0 ! help my unbelief. 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood. Incarnate God, I fly, Here let me wash my spotted soul, From crimes of deepest dye. 6 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, My reigning sins subdue, Drive the old dragon from his seat, With all his hellish crew. 6 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm. On thy kind arms I fall : Be thou ray strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all. 1 C\AQ. L. M. Watts. J-Utto Deliverance from Despair. 1 rnHEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, I My Rock, my Tower, my high Defence ; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade, While floods of high temptations rose. And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the opening gates of hell. With endless pains and sorrows there, Which none but they that feel can tell. While I was hurried to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd, "My God !" When I could scarce believe him mine ; He bow'd his ear to my complaint. Then did his grace appear divine. CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 631 5 With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub's wing he rode ; Awful and bright as lightning shone The face of my deliverer God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, The blast of his almighty breath ; He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the deeps of death. 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great. Much was their strength, and more their rage; But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still In all the wars that devils wage. 8 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that jo3'ful hour; And give the glory to the Lord Due to his mercy and his power. 1 04-Q ^' ^^- Newton, -^ ^'^^ Apostasy— Will ye also go away ? 1 "VT^HEN" any turn from Zion's way, V f (Alas, what numbers* do !) Methinks I hear my Savior say, " Wilt thou forsake me too ?" 2 Ah, Lord ! with such a heart as mine, Unless thou hold me fast, I feel I must, I shall decline, And prove like them at last. 3 Yet thou alone hast power, I know To save a wretch like me ; To whom or whither could I go, If I should turn from thee ? 4 Beyond a doubt, I rest assur'd Thou art the Christ of God ; Who hast eternal life secur'd By promise and by blood. 6 The help of men and angels join'd Could never reach my case ; Nor can I hope relief to find, But in thy boundless grace. 6 No voice but thine can give me rest, And bid my fears depart ; No love but thine can make me bless'd, And satisfy my heart. 7 What anguish has that question stirr'd, — K I will also go ? 632 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. Yet, Lord, relying on tliy "word, I liumbly answer, no ! T 0^0 ^'^- Mrs. Steele. ±\JO\J r^Q whom shall we go but unlo thee ? 1 fTlHOU only Sovereign of my heart, JL My Refuge, my almighty Friend, And can ray soul from thee depart, On Avhom alone my hopes depend ? 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord? Can this dark world of sin and wo One glimpse of happiness afford ? 3 Eternal life thy words impart, On these my fainting spirit lives, Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart Than all the round of nature gives. 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine. While thou art near, in vain they call ; One smile, one blissful smile of thine. My dearest Lord, outweighs them all. 6 Thy name my inmost powers adore, Thou art my life, my joy, my care ; Depart from thee ! — 'tis death — 'tis more, 'Tis endless ruin, deep despair. 6 Low at thy feet my soul would lie, Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; Still let me live beneath tliine eye For life, eternal life is thine. -"* •jAPxl P.M. Rippon'sCoL l.\J01. rpj^Q Chrit^liati's Spiritual Voyage, 1 TESUS ! at thy command 9} 1 launch into the deep, And leave my native land. Where sin lulls all asleep : For thee I would the world resign. And sail to heaven with thee and thine. 2 Thou art my pilot wise : My compass is thy word : My soul each storm defies, While I have such a Lord ! I trust thy faithfulness and power To save me in the trying hour. 3 Though rocks and quicksands deep Through all my passage lie ; CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 633 Yet Christ will safely keep And fruide me with his eye : My anchor hope shall firm abide, And I each boist'rous storm outride. 4 By faith I see the land — The port of endless rest : My soul, thy sails expand, And fly to Jesus' breast ! Oh, may I reach the heavenly shore, Wliere winds and waves distress no more. 6 Whene'er becalm'd I lie. And storms forbear to toss. Be thou, dear Lord, still nigh, Lest I should suffer loss : For more the treach'rous calm I dread. Than tempests bursting o'er my head. 6 Come, Holy Ghost ! and blow Aprosp'rous gale of grace ; Waft me from all below To heaven, my destin'd place ! Then, in full sail, my port I'll find. And leave the world and sin behind. in^O 7's. Eippon'sCol. j.\JUZj Xempted, but flying to Christ for Refuge. M ESUS ! lover of my soul. Let me to thy bosom fly, While the raging billows roll — While the tempest still is nigh ! Hide me, 0 my Savior ! hide Till the storm of life is past ; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh, receive my soul at last ! Other refuge have I none, — Hangs my helpless soul on thee ! Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ! Still support and comfort me ! All my trust on thee is stay'd ; All my help from thee I bring : Cover my defenceless head. With the shadow of thy wing. Thou, 0 Christ, art all I want; More than all in thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint. Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; 634 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. Just and holy is thy name, I am all unrighteousness, Vile and full of sin I am — Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found- Grace to pardon all my sin : Let the healing streams abound ; Make and keep me pure within : Thou of Life the fountain art ! Freely let me take of thee ! Spring thou up within my heart — Rise to all eternity ! 1 A ;:; q L. M. Ebenezer. l.\JOO rpj^Q Christian's Conflict. 1 "TXTHY should a son redeem'd with blood, W Born not of man, but born of God, Feel an eternal war within, 'Twixt reigning grace and striving sin ? 2 'Tis but to make him every day, From self to Jesus turn away : His very falls shall make him wise, And teach him where his victory lies. 3 Who but the soul that feels his woe. Will to the blood of sprinkling go. And seek salvation only there, From all that he shall feel or fear ? 4 What though he finds himself deprav'd, Yet he's in Christ a sinner sav'd ; And 'tis a sign of life within, To groan beneath the power of sin. 5 Boasting's excluded by the cross, The creature's deeds are dung and dross; Salvation's free, 'tis found alone In Christ, that precious Corner-Stone. 1 0^4- ^" ^- Ebenezer XUcJttj/jg Q-race of God sufficient for his Children. 1 r^PPRESS'D with unbelief and sin, \y Fightings without, and fears within ; While earth and hell with force combin'd. Assault and terrify my mind. 2 ^V^lat strength have I against such foes, Such hosts and legions to oppose ? Alas ! I tremble, faint, and fall ; Lord, save me, or I give up all. CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 635 3 Thus sorely prest, T sought the Lord, To give me some sweet cheering word ; Again I sought, and yet again ; I waited long, but not in vain. 4 Oh ! 'twas a cheering word indeed, Exactly suited to ray need ; " Sufficient for thee is my grace, Thy weakness my great power displays." 6 Now I despond and mourn no more, I Avelcome all I fear'd before ; Thoagh weak, I'm strong; though troubl'd, blest ; For Christ's own power shall on me rest. 6 My grace would soon exhausted be, But his is boundless as the sea ; Then let me boast, as well as Paul, That I am nothing, Christ is all. 10 "^ !^ 8's. Newton, 'JO Elijah fed by Baoens. 1 Tj^LIJAH'S example declares I' J Whatever distress may betide, The saints may commit all their cares To him who will surely provide : When rain long withheld from the earth. Occasioned a famine of bread, The prophet, secur'd from the dearth. By ravens was constantly fed. 2 More likely to rob than to feed, Were ravens who live upon prey ; But when the Lord's people have need. His goodness will find out a way. This instance to those may seem strange, Who know not how faith can prevail ; But sooner all nature sha'l change. Than one of God's promises fail. 3 Nor is it a singular case. The wonder is often renew'd; And many can say to his praise. He sends them by ravens their food : Thus worldlings, though ravens indeed, Though greedy and selfish their mind. If God has a servant to feed, Against their own wills can be kind. 4 Thus Satan, that raven unclean, Who croaks in the ears of the saints, 63G CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. Corapell'd by a power unseen, Administers oft to their wants ; God teaches them how to lind food, From all the temptations they feel : Tliis raven who thirsts for my blood, Has help'd me to many a meal. 5 ilow safe and how happy are they, Who on the good Shepherd rely ! He gives them out strength for their day, Their wants he will surely supply ; He ravens and lions can tame, All creatures obey his command ; Then let me rejoice in his name. And leave all my cares in his hand. 1 O'^^^ C. M. Newton. ±VO\J Peace Restored. |H ! speak that gracious word again, And cheer my drooping heart ! No voice but thine can soothe my pain, Or bid my fears depart. 2 And canst thou still vouchsafe to own A wretch so vile as I ? And may I still approach thy throne. And Abba, Father, cry ? 3 0, then, let saints and angels join, And help me to proclaim The grace that heal'd a breach like mine, And put my foes to shame ! 4 How oft did Satan's cruel boast My troubled soul affright ! He told me I was surely lost, And, God had left me quite. 5 Guilt made me fear, lest all were true Tiie lying tempter said ; But now ihe Lord appears in view, My enemy is fled. G My Savior, by his powerful word, Has turn'd my night to day ; And his salvation's joy 's restor'd, Which I had sinn'd away. 7 Dear Lord, I wonder and adore ! Thy grace is all divine ! 0 keep me, that I sin no more Against such love as thine ! CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 637 10 '^7 ^•^^- Newton. XV O t yyjg Creatures in the LorcVs handa. 1 rflflE water stood like walls of brass, I To let the sons of Israel pass, And from the rock in rivers burst, At Moses' prayer, to quench their thirst. 2 The fire, restrain'd by God's commands. Could only burn his people's bands ; Too faint, when he was Avith them there, To singe their garments or their hair. 3 At Daniel's feet the lions lay, Like harmless lambs, nor touch'd their prey ; And ravens, which on carrion fed, Procur'd Elijah flesh and bread. 4 Tlius creatures only can fulfil Their great Creator's holy will ; And when hi.- servants need their aid His purposes must be obey'd. 6 So if his blessing he refuse. Their power to help they quickly lose ; Sure as on creatures we depend, Our hopes in disappointment end. C Then let us trust the Lord alone. And creature-confidence disown ; Nor, if they threaten, need we fear; They cannot hurt if he be near. 7 If instruments of pain they prove, Still they are guided by his love. As lancets b}- the surgeon's skill. Which wound to cure and not to kill. 1 0")(S ^•^' Montgomery. 1 fTlHE Lord is on our side, I His people now may say ; The Lord is on our side, — or we Had fallen a sudden prey. 2 Sin, Satan, Death, and Hell, Like fire, against us rose ; Then had the flames consum'd us quick, But God repell'd our foes. 3 Like water they return'd. When wildest tempests rave ; Then had the floods gone o'er our head, But God was there to save. 638 CONFLICTS AND DELIVERANCE. 4 From jeopardy redeem'd, As from the lion's wrath, Mercy and truth uphold our life, And safety guards our path. 6 Our soul escap'd the toils ; As from the fowler's snare, The bird, with disentangled wings, Flits through the boundless air. 6 Our help is from the Lord ; In him we will confide, Who stretch'd the heavens, who form'd the The Lord is on our side. [earth : 1 O^Q L. M. Montgomery. 1 "TTTHEN God from sin's captivity VV Set his afflicted people free. Lost in amaze, their mercies seem The transient raptures of a dream. 2 But soon their ransom'd souls rejoice. And mirth and music swell their voice. Till foes confess, nor dare condemn, " The Lord hath done great things for them." 3 They catch the strain and answer thus, " The Lord hath done great things for us : Whence gladness fills our heartn, and songs, Sweet and spontaneous, wake our tongues." 4 Turn our captivity, 0 Lord ! As southern rivers, at thy word, Bound from their channels, and restore Plenty, where all was waste before. 6 Who sow in tears shall reap in joy ; Naught shall the precious seed destroy, Nor long the weeping exiles roam, But bring their sheaves rejoicing home. 1 OBD S. M. Montgomery. 1 f\UT of the depths of wo \J To thee, 0 Lord ! I cry. Darkness sui'rounds me, but I know ThUt thou art ever nigh. 2 Then hearken to my voice, Give ear to my complaint ; Thou bidst the mourning soul rejoice, Thou comfortost the faint. CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 639 I cast my hope on thee, Thou canst, thoii wilt forgive ; Wert thou to mark iniquity, Who in thy sight could live? Glory to God above ! The waters soon will cease : For, lo ! the swift returning dove Brings home the sign of peace. Though storms his face obscure, And dangers threaten loud, Jehovah's covenant is sure, His bow is in the cloud. 'J CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 1 r|(^"l 7s. Burnham. -^ ^ ^ -^ Jesus draws by effectual grace. Jer. xxi. 3. ESUS draws the chosen race By his sweet, resistless grace ; Causing them to hear his call, And before his power to fall. 2 From the blissful realms above. Swift as lightning flies his love ; Draws them to his tender breast, There they find the gospel rest. 3 Then how eagerly they move In the happy paths of love ! How they glory in the Lord, Pleased with Jesus' sacred word! 4 When the Lord appears in view, Old things cease, and all is new: Love divine o'erflows the soul, Love doth every sin control. 1 0fi2 ^•^- Berridge. ± \j \jjLi Christ, Hie sinner'' s hiding place. 1 Cor. vi. 11. w HERE must a sinner fly. Who feels hia guilty load. 610 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. And stands condemned to die, Out of the mouth of God? Can any door of hope be found ? Not any, sure, on nature's ground. 2 What if he mend his life. And pour out floods of tears, And pray witli fervent strife ? Tliese pay no past arrears. The hiw, with unrelenting breath, Declares the wage of sin is death. 3 Who then shall reconcile Such jarring things as these ? Say, how can Justice smile At Mercy on her knees ? Or how can Mercy lift her head, If all the legal debt is paid ? 4 Jesus, thy helping hand Has made the contest cease, Paid otf each law demand. And bought the blest release : Stern Justice, satisfied by thee. Bids Mercy bring the news to me. 5 0 tidings, sweet of grace, To sinners lost and poor, Who humbly seek thy face. And knock at Mercy's door ; Who taste the peace thy blood imparts, And feel the Savior in their hearts. 6 All hail ! we bless thee now, AVho bought us with thy blood ! Our gracious Shepherd, thou, To bring us home to God. On earth we sing thy bleeding love, And long to see thy face above. 1 On*^ ^•^^' Gadsby'sCol. ±\jyju Amazing grace. — 1 Cor. xv. 10. 1 AH! but for free and sovereign grace, J\ I still had lived estranged from God, Till hell had proved the destined place Of my deserved but dread abode. 2 But, 0 ! amazed, I see the hand That stopp'd me in my wild career ; A miracle of grace I stand, The Lord has taught my heart to fear ! CHKISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 64X 3 To fear his name, to trust his grace, To learu liis will be my employ ; Till I shall see him face to face ; Himself my heaven, himself my joy ! T 0(^4- CM. Montgomery XUU'tt rpf^usi in God-s grace.— 2 Cor. xii. 9, 1 /~i EACE, like a fountain, ever flows, VJT Fresh succors to renew ; The Lord my wants and weakness knows, My sins and sorrows too. 2 He sees me often overcome, And pities my distress ; And bids atfliction drive me home, To anchor on his grace. 3 'Tis he directs my doubtful ways, When dangers line the road : Here I my Ebenezer raise. And trust the gracious God. 1 n/^PC 8. 8. 6. Kent. l.\J\JO Boasting excluded. Titus iii. 5-7 ; Kom. iii. 24. 1 "I" ET Zion, in her songs, record I J The honors of her dying Lord, Triumphant over sin : How sweet the song there's none can say, But he whose sins are wash d away. Who feels the same within. 2 We claim no merit of our own, But, self-condemn'd, betore thy throne. Our hopes on Jesus place ; In heart, in lip, in life depraved, Our theme shall be a sinner saved. And praise redeeming grace. 3 We'll sing the same while life shall last And when, at the Archangel's blast, Our sleeping dust shall rise, Then, in a song for ever new, The glorious theme we'll still pursue, Throughout the azure skies. i Prepared of old, at God's right hand. Bright everlasting mansions stand, For all the blood-bought race : And till we reach those seats of bliss, We'll sing no other song but this— A sinner saved by grace ! 21 642 CmilSTIAN EXPERIENCE. 1 Onfi ^•^' Sonnets. ±\J\J\J Qfirist is precious unto you who believe. 1 Peter ii. 7. 1 Tj^XCEEDING precious is my Lord, f^J His love divinely free ! And sure his name doth health afford To sickly souls like me. 2 It cheers a debtor's gloomy face, Unbolts his prison door ; It brings amazing stores of grace To feed the gospel j)Oor. S And if with lively faith we view His dying toil and smart, And hear him say, it was for you, This breaks the stony heart. 4 An heavenly joy his words convey, The bowels strangely move : We blush, and melt, and faint away, Quite overwhelmed with love. 5 In such sweet posture let me lie, And wet thy feet with tears. Till join'd with saints above the sky, I tune my harp with theirs. 10(^7 ^•^- Sonnets. J. UU I jy^g doubling christian. 1 "TF unbelief's that sin accurst, I Abhorr'd by God above, Because of all opposers worst. It fights against his love. 2 How shall a heart that doubts like mine, Dismay'd at ev'ry breath, Pretend to live the life divine. Or fight the fight of faith ? 3 Conscience accuses from within, And others from without ; I feel my soul a sink of sin. And this produces doubt. 4 Such dire disorders vex my soul, That ill engenders ill ; . And, when my heart I feel so foul, I make it fouler still. 6 In this distress, the course I take Is still to call and pray, And wait the time when Christ shall speak, And drive my foes away. o CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 643 6 Foi" that blest hour I sigh and pant, With wishes warm and strong, But, dearest Lord, lest these should faint, Oh ! do not tarry long. 1 OHS ^' ^^' Sonnets. J- UUO rjif^g iQ^i^ig kindness of the Lord. LORD, how lovely is thy name. How faithful is thy heart ! To-day and yesterday the same, And always kind thou art ! 2 No change of mind the Savior knows, A true and constant friend ! Where once the Lord his love bestows. He loves unto the end ! 3 He well remembers we are flesh, At best a bruised reed ; And fainting souls he will refresh, And well supply their need. 4 No danger can thy soul await, While resting on this rock ; The winds may blow, the waves may beat, But he sustains the shock. 6 Dear Jesus, let me always rest Within thy arms divine ; Thy daily care, to make me blest ; To love and call thee mine. 1 ORQ ^•^^' Sonnets. J.\J\JU ]\fy )^(jcirt is sunitten and loiihered like yt (iss. — Psalms cii. 4. LAS ! poor soul, what ails thee now. So feeble and so faint I Why hangs a cloud upon thy brow? Come tell thy sad complaint. Lay down submissive at his feet. And meekly tell thy pain, And with a sigh his love entreat To send a gracious rain. But when he brings a cheering gleam And brooks gush from the rock ; Boast in your fountain, not the stream, For human cisterns leak. Oh, may this rock alibrd me rest, This brook still follow me ; To quench my thirst, and cheer my breast, TiJl Canaan's land I see. A' 644 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 1070 ^'^^- Sonnets. -*- ^ * ^ ^ly soul thirslelhfor thee in a dry land. 1 "IXTHEN Jesus' gracious hand, W Has touch'd our eyes and ears, Oh ! what a dreary land The wilderness appears ! No liealing balm springs from its dust, No cooling stream to quench the thirst ! 2 Yet long I vainly sought A resting place below, And that sweet land forgot AVhere living waters flow ; I hunger now for heavenly food, And my poor heart cries out for God. 3 Lord, occupy ray breast, And with me sup and stay, Nor jjrove a hastj^ guest, Who tarries but a day i Within my bosom fix thy throne. And pull each cherish'd idol down. 4 My sorrow thou canst see. For thou canst read my heart ; It pineth after thee, And yet from thee will start ; Reclaim thy roving ^hild at last, And fix my heart, and bind it fast. 1071 C. M. Sonnets. J.V/ • X Qod^s various dealings with his children. 1 "TTOW hard and rugged is the way JLJL To some poor pilgi'im's feet ! In all they do, or think, or say, They opposition meet. 2 Others again more smoothly go, Secure'd from hurts and harms; Their Savior leads tliem gently through, Or bears them in his arms. 3 Faith and repentance all must find : But yet we daily see They differ in their time and kind, Duration and degree. 4 Some long repent, and late believe ; But, when their sin's forgiv'n, A clearer passport they receive, And walk with joy to heav'n. CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 645 5 Their pardon some receive at first, Aud then compell'd to fight ; They feel their later stages Avorst, Aud travel much by night. 6 But, be our conflict short or long, This commonly is true, That, wheresover faith is strong, Itepeutance is so too. 1 079 ^-^^' Sonnets. X U I ^jpqx- the kingdom of God is not inicord, bat in power. 1 A FORM of words, though e'r so sound, i\ Can never save a soul ; The Holy Ghost must give the wound, Aud make the wounded whole. 2 Though God's election is a truth, Small comfort there I see. Till I am told by God's own mouth That he has choseu me. 3 Sinners, I read, are justified By faith in Jesus' blood : But when to me that blood's applied, 'Tis then it does me good. 4 To perseverance I agree, The thing to me is clear, Because the Lord has promis'd me That I shall persevere. 5 Imputed righteousness I own A doctrine most divine, For Jesus to my heart makes known That all his merit's mine. 6 That Christ is God I can avouch. And for his people cares. Since I have pray'd to him as such, And ho has heard my prayers. lOTQ L. M. Sonnets. 1 XTTHEX legal hope my mind possest, T V My soul could in the precept rest ; Though bound by sin, I thought me free. And lived a boasting pharisee. 2 Trusting to refuges of lies, I rear'd my Babel to the skies. Could Sinai's awful thunders brave, Aud thought my doings great to save. ^L 646 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 3 Thus in my fond conceit I stood, A stranger to nayself and God ; My heart, a cage of birds unclean. In every thought and act obscene. 4 But glory to eternal grace. The law reveal'd my desp'rate case ; Bound hand and foot with chains of sin, A worthless wretch defiled within. 6 I heard its threats, was fiU'd with dread, Tremiiling I stood while thus it said, " From hence, from death there's no reprieve. Thy soul must die, or do and live." 6 Tlien naked to the cross I fled, \Yhere Jesus once for sinners bled, And fiU'd with sorrow, sins, and fear. Was glad to take my refuge there. 1 07/1 L. M. Sonnets. J.U I tt Dedication to God. ORD, I am thine, entirely thine ! Purchased and saved by blood divine ! With full consent thine I would be, And own thy sovereign right in me. Thee my new master now I call, And consecrate to thee my all : Lord, let me live and die to thee, Be thine through all eternity. n C. M. Watts. *^ Unfruitfulness, ignorance, and un- sanctified affections. 1 TT ONG have I sat beneath the sound JLi Of thy salvation. Lord, But still how weak my faith is found, And knowledge of thy word ! 2 Oft I frequent thy holy place And hear almost in vain ; How small a portion of thy grace My memory can retain ! 3 My dear Almighty, and my God, How little art thou known By all the judgments of thy rod, And blessings of thy throne. 4 How cold and feeble is my love ! How negligent my fear ! How low my hope of joys above ! How few affections there ! 107 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 647 6 Great God, thy sovereign power impart To give thy word success, Write thy salvation ia my heart, And make me learn thy grace. 6 Show my forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high ; There knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. 1 07(^ ^•^'•- Eippon'sCol. ±U I U QfiQ thing I know. John ix. 25. 1 T~\EAR Savior ! make me wise to see _L/ My sin, and guilt, and remedy ; 'Tis said, of all thy blood has bought, " They shall of Israel's God be taught." 2 Their plague of heart thy people know. They know thy name, and trust thee too ; They know the gospel's blissful sound, The path where endless joys abound. 3 They know the Father .and the Son ; Theirs is eternal life begun ; Unto salvation they are wise, — Their grace shall unto glory rise. 4 But — ignorance itse'lf am I ; Born blind — estranged from thee I lie ; 0 Lord! to thee I humbly own 1 nothing know as should be known. 5 I scarce know God, or Christ, or sin — My foes without, or plague within ; Know not my interest. Lord, in thee, In pardon, peace, or liberty ! 6 But help me to declare to-day. If many things I cannot say, " One thing I know," all praise to thee, " Though blind I was — yet now I see." 1077 ^•^^- Cruttenden. -*- ^ * * Sin and Holiness. 1 "TTTHAT jarring natures dwell within — W Immortal life, remaining sin ! Nor can this reign, nor that prevail. Though each by turns my heart assail. 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die ; Now raise my songs of triumph high ; Sing a rebellious passion slain, Or mourn to feel it live again. 648 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 3 One happy hour beholds me rise, Borne upward to my native skies. While faith assists my soaring flight To realms of joy and worlds of light. 4 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll, Ere earth reclaims my captive soul ; I feel its sympathetic force, And headlong urge my downward course. 6 How short the joys thy visits give ! How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve ; What clouds obscure my rising sun, Or intercept its rays at noon ! 6 Again the Spirit lifts his sword, And power divine attends the word ; I feel the aid its comforts yield, And vanquish'd passions quit the field. 7 Great God, assist me through the fight. Make me triumphant in thy might ; Thou the desponding heart can raise— The victory mine, b^ thine the praise. 1 07ft ^^' Newton. -^ ^ * ^ Joseph made known to his brethren. Gen. xlv. 3, 4. 1 "VTrhen Joseph his brethren beheld VV Afflicted, and trembling with fear, His heart with compassion was fill'd, From weeping he could not forbear. A while his behavior was rough. To bring their past sins to their mind : But when they were hinnbled enough, He hastened to show himself kind. 2 How little they thought it was he , Whom they had ill-treated and sold ! How great their confusion must be. As soon as his name he had told ! •* I'm Joseph, your brother," he said, *' And still to my heart you are dear ; You sold me, and thought I was dead. But God, for your sakes, sent me here." 3 Though greatly distressed before. When charged with purloining the cup, They now were confounded much more, Not one of them durst to look up. " Can Joseph, whom we would have slain, Fox'give us the evil we did ? CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 649 And will lie our household maintain ? O, this is a bx'other indeed !" 4 Thus dragg'd by my conscience, I came, And laden with guilt, to the Lord, Surrounded with terror and shame, Unable to utter a word. At first he look'd stern and severe. What anguish then pierced my heart ! Expecting each moment to hear The sentence " Thou cursed, depart!" 5 But, oh ! what surprise when he spoke, What tenderness beam'd in his face ; My heart then to pieces was broke, O'erwhelmed and confounded by grace : "Poor sinner, I know thee full well, By thee I was sold and was slain ; I died to redeem thee from hell, And raise thee in glory to reign. T OTQ ^'^' Newton. ±\J t o Humbled and silenced by mercy. Ezek. xvi. 63. ^ 1 /^XCE perishing in blood I lay, \_J Creatures no help could give ; But Jesus pass'd me in the way, He saw, and bid me live. 2 Though Satan still his rule maintain'd, And all his arts employed ; That mighty word his rage restrain'd, I could not be destroyed. 3 At length the time of love arriv'd, When I my Lord should know ; Then Satan, of his power depriv'd. Was forc'd to let me go. 4 O can I e'er that day forget, When Jesus kindly spoke ! " Poor soul ! my blood has paid thy debt. And now I break thy yoke. 5 " Henceforth I take thee for my own And give myself to thee ; Forsake the idols thou hast known, And yield thyself to me." 6 Ah, worthless heart ! it promis'd fair. And said it would be thine ; I little thought ite'er would dare Again with idols join. 650 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 1 080 ^•^^' Sonnets. ±\J(J\j Reflecting on past enjoyment. 1 /^H ! that my soul, as heretofore, \_J Could witli delight and love explore Those sacred sweets, in Jesus name, That once my raptur'd soul o'ercame, 2 Once I beheld his lovely face. As full of truth, and full of grace ; Ten thousand thousand suns were dim In lustre, then, compar'd with him. 3 With his delights my soul was cheer'd, With raptures then his voice I heard; The words he spake were sweet to me, 'Twas — " Sinner, I have loved thee." 4 But now those golden hours are fled, My spirit mourns, with sorrow fed ; His promise in his word I see. But fear, alas! 'tis not for me. 5 Why should a child whom thou hast blest. In darkness walk, and find no rest. Feel unbelief, that cruel foe. From whence all other evils flow ? 6 Oh, that my Sun, with cheering ray, Would chase those shades of night away; Then shall my soul arise and sing The healing virtue of his wing. 1 AQT C. M. Sonnets. X U (J ± rpf^Q Returned Prodigal. 1 ~f XrHEN" to his Father's fond embrace VV The prodigal return'd. The tears bedew'd his aged face, With love his bosom burn'd. 2 He kiss'd him with a father's love, For all that he had done ; Reprov'd the sin that made him rove, Yet own'd him for his son. 3 For him t'e fatted calf they slew. The father's grace to prove ; While on the rebel's hand we view The tokens of his love. 4 " In royal robes my son array. For 'tis the father's will ; Make no excuse, without delay, For he's a fav'rite still." CHRISTTAN EXrKKIENCE. 651 6 His Phame, his foUy, and his sin, The father saw no more ; His thoughts, liis wa3s, his acts unclean, This garment cover'd o'er. 6 The guests surround tlie sumptuous board, Nor feast without a song ; Yet lie sat nearest to his Lord, Who did his father wrong. 7 Thus shall our Father's sov'reign grace, Through Jesus' blood alone, Bring all th' ruin'd ransom'd race With weeping to his throne. T AGO CM. Sonnets. ±VOZj Christ the Believer's All. 1 npHAT grace might reign in sov'reignsway, I And Jesus wear the crown ; God to the root the axe shall lay, And cut the sinner down. 2 Stript of the rags of self-conceit. He feels himself undone, And stoops to kiss the Savior's feet, Without a fig-leaf on. 3 His boasted pow'rs, to do and will, Are now reduc'd by thee ; Devoid of good and full of ill, He feels himself to be. 4 In " do and live," some vainly hope To make their peace with God ; But nought his siuking soul can prop. But Jesus and his blood. 6 His legal works, and deeds the best, Are now in dis-esteem ; For he must naked come to Christ, Or farewell heav'n to him. 1 Oft^ 'CM. Sonnets. J-UUO strong Desires for Christ. 1 jrX^WAS in the night, when troubles came, X I sought, my God, for thee ; But found no refuge in that name, That once supported me. 2 I sought thee, but I found thee not. For all was dark within ; Thy tender mercy I forgot. To me, when dead in sin. G52 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 3 I saw no clay-star in the skies, Wrapp'd in perpetual gloom I said, " When will that sun arise That shall my soul illume ?" 4 With cords of his eternal love, 'Twas thus my soul he drew, And taught my faithless heart to prove His oath and promise true. 6 The path was rugged to my feet, Yet still I followed thee ; Went often to thy mercy seat, With — " God, remember me." 6 At length my Sun's refulgent beam Through the dark cloud appear'd; My night of wo was like a dream, My soul was blest and cheer'd. 1 00. A G. M, Watts. ■^'-'^* A Song of Deliverance from great Distress. '1 WAITED patient for the Lord, Who bow'd to hear my cry ; He made me rest upon his word, He brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit AVhere mourning long I lay, And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand. And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new thankful song. 4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad ; The saints with joy shall hear, How I was brought to trust in God, My only hope and fear. 6 How many are thy thoughts of love ! Thy mercies. Lord, how great ! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbei's to repeat. 6 When I'm afflicted, poor, and low, And light and peace depart. My God beholds my heavy wo, And bears me on his heart. CHBTSTIAN EXPERIENCE. 653 1 Oft^ CM. Newton. j.\JOO Q if^fj^i ju^ere as in months past. Job xxix. 2. 1 QWEET was the time when first I felt 0 The Savior's pardoning blood, Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God. 2 Soon as the morn the light rev^eal'd, liis praises tun'd my tongue ; And, when the evening shades prevail'd, His love was all my song. 3 In vain the tempter spread his wiles. The world no more could charm : 1 liv'd upon my Savior's smiles, And lean'd upon his arm. 4 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine ; And, when I read his holy word, I caird each promise mine. 6 Then to his saints I often spoke Of what his love had done ; But now my heart is almost broke, For all my joys are gone. 6 Now when the evening shade j)revail3. My soul in darkness mourns ; And when the morn the light reveals, No light to me returns. 7 My prayers are now a chatt'ring noise, For Jesus hides his face ! I read, the promise meets my eyes, But will not reach my case. 8 Now Satan threatens to prevail, And make my soul his prey ; Yet, Lord, thy mercies cannot fail, 0, come without delay ! 1 08f^ ^•^'^- Stennett. •^^^^ Praise for Conversion. — Ps. Ixvi. 16. 1 /"lOME, ye that fear the Lord, \J And listen while I tell HoAv narrowly ray feet escaj* d The snares of death and hell. 2 The flattering- joj's of sense Assail'd my foolish heart. While Satan, with malicious skill. Guided the poisonous dart. 654 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCH. 3 1 fell beneath the stroke, But fell to rise again ; My Lord for me laid down his life, And purg'd away my sin. 4 Darkness, and shame, and grief Oppress'd ray gloomy mind ; I look'd around me for relief, But no relief could find_. 6 At length to God I cried, He heard my plaintive sigh ; He heard, and instantly he sent Salvation from on high. 6 My drooping head he rais'5 ; My bleeding wounds he heal'd ; Pardon'd my sins, and with a smile The gracious pardon seal'd. 7 Oh ! may I ne'er forget The mercy of my God ; Nor ever want a tongue to spread His londest praise abroad 1 Oft 7 L. M. Primitive. J. U O I rpj^e siar of Bethlehem. 1 "XTTHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain, W The glittering host illume the sky, One Star alone, of all the train. Can fix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark ! hark ! to God the chorus breaks, From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem ; But one alone the Savior speaks, It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm Avas loud, the night was dark, The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd ray found'ring bark. 4 Deep horror then ray vitals froze. Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem. When suddenly a star arose. It was the Star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my Guide, my Light, my All, It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely raoored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, fiii-st in night's diadem, CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 655 For ever and for ever more, The Stiir, the Star of Bethlehem ! 1 (AOQ L. M. Primitive. ±\J(J(J u j^igsgQd are they that mo urn. ' ' 1 'VT7'HY,mourningsoul,why flow these tears? W Why tlius indulge th}- doubts and feara? Look to thy Savior on the tree, Who bore the load of guilt for thee. 2 Then cease thy sorrows, banish grief, Though thou of sinners art the chief ; The wounds that make poor sinners grieve, Are heal'd Avhen they in Christ believe. 3 Whom Jesus wounds, he wounds to heal — Oh ! 'tis a mercy thus to feel : There's none can mourn while dead in sin ; Thine are the marks of life within. 4 Be of good cheer, on him rely. He'll pass thy great transgressions by, And guide thee safely by his hand. Till thou shalt reach the heavenly land. 1 AQQ CM. Primitive. ±\jao Faith and the Law. 1 "TXrHEN from the precepts to the cross W The humble sinner turns. His brightest deeds he counts but dross, And o'er his vileness mourns. 2 God on the table of his heart Inscribes his love and fear ; He loves the law in every part, But takes no refuge there. 3 Thus gospel, law, and justice too. Unite to set him free ; Reflect, my soul, admire and view What God hath done for thee. 1 OQO S. M. Primitive. X \J^ \J 2'he Foot of Bethesda. 1 "DESIDE the gospel pool, J3 Appointed for the poor, From time to time my helpless soul Has waited for a cure. 2 How often have I seen The healing waters move, And others round me stepping in. Their eflficacy prove ! 656 CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 3 But my complaints remain, I feel the very same ; As full of guilt, and fear, and pain, As when at flrst I came. 4 O would the Lord appear, My malady to heal ! He knows how long I've languish'd here, And wliat distress I feel. 5 How often have I thought, Why should I longer lie ; Surely the mercy I have sought Is not for such as I. 6 But whither can I go ? There is no other pool. Where streams of sovereign virtue flow, To make a sinner whole. 7 Here, then, from day to day, I'll Avait, and hope, and cry ; Can Jesus hear a sinner pray, Yet sutfer him to die ? 8 No, he is full of grace ; He never will permit A soul that fain would see his face. To perish at his feet. "I AQl 7's&6's. Pi-imitive. -*- ^ *^ -*- Christ ian Expei^ience. 1 /^OME, all ye weary pilgrims, \J Who feel your need of Christ ; Surrounded by temptations. And by the world despis'd : Listen, and I will tell you ; My exercise I'll show ; And then you may inform me If it be so with you. 2 Long time I lived in darkness, Nor saw my dangerous state ; And when I was awaken'd, I thought it Avas too late : A lost and helpless sinner Myself I plainly saw, Expos'd to God's displeasure. Condemned by his law. 3 I tliought the brute creation Was better off than I ; I spent my tlays in anguish, In pain and misery : CHRISTIAN EXPERIENCE. 657 Throngli deep distress and sorrow My Savior led me ou, EevcaPd to me his kindness, When all my hopes Avere gone. 4 When first I was deliver'd, I hardly could believe That I, so vile a sinner, Such favor should receive ; Although his solemn praises Were flowing from my tongue, Yet fears were oft suggested, That yet I might be wrong. 6 But soon these fears were banish'd, And tears began to flow, That I, so vile a sinner. Should be beloved so : I thought my trials over. And all my troubles gone, And joy, and peace, and pleasure, Should be my lot alone. 6 But now I find a warfare, Which often bends me low ; The world, the flesh, and Satan, They do beset me so : Can one who is a christian Have such a heart as mine ? I fear I never witnessed Th' effects of love divine. 7 I find I'm often backward To do my Master's "will, Or else I want the glory Of what I do fidfil. In duties I feel Aveakness, And oftentimes I find A hard deceitful spirit. And wretched wand'ring mind, 8 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 ; Or, if I am a christian, I am the least of all. 9 And now I have related What trials I have seen ; 658 CE[RISTIAN EXPERIE2S'CE. Perhaps my brethren know what Such sore temptations mean : I've told you of my conflicts, Believe, my friends, 'tis true; And now you may inform me If it be so Avith you. 1 nqo 7's. Primitive. l.\JU^ rpj^Q y^yij 2£ember^s Declaration. 1 npEOPLE of the living God, ■ I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort nowhere found. 2 Now to you my spirit turns, Turns, a fugitive unblest ; Brethren, where your altar burns, O receive me into rest ! 3 Lonely I no longer roam. Like the cloud, the wind, the wave ; Where you dwell shall be ray home. Where you die shall be my grave. 4 Mine the God whom you adore, Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my soul no more, Every idol I resign. 1 OQR ^•^- Harp of Eden. ±\jOO 2fQ ffome but Heaven. 1 ri^HIS world is poor from shore to shore, \ 'Tis like a baseless vision : lis loft}^ domes and. brilliant ore. Its gems and crowns are vain and poor, There's nothing rich but heaven. 2 Fine gold will change and diamonds fade, Swift wings to wealth are given, And varying time our forms invade ; The seasons roll, light sinks in shade ; There's nothing lasts but heaven. 3 Empires decay, and nations die, Bright hopes to winds are given ; The vernal flowers in ruin lie. Death conquers all below the sky, There's nothing lives but heaven. 4 Creation's mighty fabric all Shall be to atoms riven ; The skies consume, the planets fall, Convulsions shake this earthly ball ; There's nothing lives but heaven. CHRISTIAN EXPERIEXCE. G59 5 A pilgrim stranger here I roam, From place to place I'm driven; My friends are gone, and I'm in gloom, The earth is all a lonely tomb, I have no home but heaven. 6 The clouds disperse, the light appears, My sins are all forgiven ! Triumphant grace has quell'd my fears ; Roll on the scene, fl}' swift my years, I'm on my way to heaven. 7 Should war's turmoil and passions boil Like Etna's burning leaven. Should sins and wrath the nations sweep A tempest o'er the howling deep^ 1*11 not be long from heaven. 1 HQ J. C. M. Newton. J. U t/ tt y/jg Happy Debtor. 1 nnEN thousand talents once I owed, I And nothing had to paj'-, But Jesus freed me from the load. And wash'd my debt away. 2 Yet since the Lord forgave my sin. And blotted out my score, Much more indebted I have been Than e'er I was before. 3 My guilt is cancell'd quite, I know, And satisfaction made ; But the vast debt of love I owe Can never be repaid. 4 The love I owe for sin forgiven. For power to believe, For present peace and promis'd heaven. No angel can conceive. 5 That love of thine, thou sinner's Friend ! Witness thy bleeding heart ! My little all can ne'er extend To pay a thousandth part. 6 Nay more, the poor returns I make, 1 first from thee obtain ; And 'tis of grace that thou wilt take Such poor returns again. 7 'Tis well, it shall my glory be (Let who will boast their store) In time and to eternity, To owe thee more and more. 660 ADMONITION. "1 AQ^ 7'3. Newton. IVdO Sin's Deceit. 1 CIIN, when view'd by scripture light, O Is a horrid, liateful sight ; But wheu seen in Satan's glass, Then it wears a pleasing face. 2 Wlien the gospel-trumpet sounds. When I think how grace abounds, When I feel sweet peace within, Than I'd rather die than sin. 3 When the cross I view by faith. Sin is madness, poison, death ; Tempt me not, 'tis all in vain, Sure I ne'er can yield again. 4 Satan, for a while debarr'd, When he finds me off my guard, Puts his glass before my eyes. Quickly other thoughts arise. 5 What before excited fears, Rather pleasing now appears ; If a sin, it seems so small, Or, perhaps, no sin at all. 6 Often thus, through sin's deceit, Grief, and shame, and loss I meet; Like a fish, my soul mistook, Saw the bait, but not the hook. 7 0 my Lord ! what shall I say ? How can I presume to pray ? Not a word have I to plead. Sins like miae are black indeed ! 8 Made by j/ast experience Avise, Let me learn tby word to prize; Taught by what I've felt before. Let me Satan's glass abhor. ADMONITION. 1 OQfi ^'^- Gadsby'sCol. ±\Ju\Jujj' ^/lere arise among you a prophet.''^ Dent. xiii. 1. 1 "IVTO prophet, nor dreamer of dreams, l^l No master of plausible speech^ ADMONITION. 661 To live like an angel who seems, Or like an ajjostle to i>veacli ; No tempter, Avithout oi^vithin, No spirit, though ever so bright, That comes crying out against sin, And looks like an angel of light ; 2 Though reason, though fitness he urge, Or plead with the words of a friend, Or wonders of argument forge, Or deep revelations pretend ; Should meet with a moment's regard, But rather be boldly withstood. If anything, easy or hard, He teach, save the Lamb and his blood. 3 Remember, 0 christian, with heed, When sunk under sentence of death. How first thou from bondage wast freed — Say, was it by works, or by faith ? On Christ thy affections then fix'd, What conjugal truth didst thou vow ? With him was there anything mix'd ? Then what wouldst thou mix with him now ? 4 If close to thy Lord thou wouldst cleave, Depend on his promise alone ; His righteousness wouldst thou receive? Then learn to renounce all thy own. The faith of a christian indeed, Is more than mere notion or whim; United to Jesus, his Head, He draws life and virtue from him. 6 Deceiv'd by the father of lies, Blind guides cry, Lo here ! and Lo there! By these our Redeemer us tries, And warns us. of such to beware. Poor comfort to mourners they give, "Wlio set us to labor in vain ; And strive, with a " Do this and live," To drive us to Egypt again. 6 But what says our Shepherd divine ? (For his blessed word we should keep) " This flock has my Father made mine ; I lay down my life for my sheep ; 'Tis life everlasting I give ; My blood was the price my sheep cost: Not one that on me shall believe, Shall ever be finally lost." 662 ADMONITION. 7 This God is the God we adore ; Our faithful, unchangeable Friend ; Whose love is as large as his power, And knows neither measure nor end. 'Tis Jesus, the First and the Last, Whose spirit shall guide us safe home ; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. ■1AQ7 L. M. Watts XV O i Holiness and Grace.— Y\i. ii. 10-13. 1 CIO let our lips and' lives express |>^ The holy gospel we profess. So let our works and virtues shine, To prove the doctrine all divine. 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad The honors of our Savior-God ; When the salvation reigns witlun, And grace subdues the power of sin. 3 Our flesh and sense must he denied, Passion and envy, lust and pride ; While justice, temperance, truth and love, Our inward piety approve. 4 Religion bears our spirits up. While we expect that blessed hope, The bright appearance of the Lord, And faith stands leaning on his word. TAOQ CM. Watts. j^xjuyj QofYifQrt from ancient Providences. 1 ^ TTOW awful is thy chastening rod !' Xl (May all thy children say,) ' The great, the wise, the dreadful God ! • How holy is his way !' 2 I'll meditate his works of old ; The King that reigns above ; I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. 3 Long did the house of Joseph lie With Egypt's yoke opprest : Long he delay'd to hear their cry. Nor gave his people rest. 'i The sons of good old Jacob seem'd Abandon'd to their foes ; But his almighty arm redeem'd The nation that he chose. ADMOMTION. 663 6 Israel, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls ; He bade them venture through the deep, And made the waves their walls. 6 The waters saw thee, mighty God! The waters saw thee come ; Backward they fled, and frighted stood, To make thine armies room. 7 Strange was thy journey through the sea, Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown : Terrors attend the wondrous way That brings thy mercies down. 1 AOQ L. M. Watts. •'-^^^Ilirades attending Israel's Journey. 1 "TXTHEN Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand:, W • Left the proud tyrant and his land, The tribes with fearful homage own Their King, and Judah was his throne. 2 Across the deep their journey lay : The deep divides to make them way : Jordan beheld their march, and fled With backward current to his head. 3 The mountains shook like frighted sheep, Like lambs the little hillocks leap ; Not Sinai on her base could stand, Conscious of sovereign power at hand. 4 What power could make the deep divide? Make Jordan backward roll his tide ? Why did ye leap, ye little Jiills ? And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 5 Let every mountain, every flood. Retire and know the approaching God, The King of Israel : see him here ; Tremble, thou earth, adore and fear. 6 He thunders, and all nature mourns. The rock to standing pools he turns ; Flints spring with fountains at his word, And fires and seas confess the Lord. T 1 AH CM. Newton. ± . L U U Tj^Q Golden Calf. 1 'TTT'HEN Israel heard the fiery law VV From Sinai's top proclaim'd. Their hearts seem'd full of holy awe, Their stubborn spirits tam'd. 664 ADMONITION. 2 Yet, as forgetting all they knew, Ere forty days were past, With blazing Sinai still in view, A molten calf they cast. 3 Yea, Aaron, God's anointed priest, Who on the mount had been, He durst prepare the idol beast, And lead them on to sin. 4 Lord, what is man, and what are we, To recompense thee thus! In their offence our own we see, Their story points at us. 5 From Sinai's top we heai'd thee speak, And from mount Calv'ry too ; And yet to idols oft we seek, While thou art in our view. 6 Some golden calf, or golden dream, Some fancied creature good. Presumes to share the heart Avith him Who bought the whole with blood. 7 Lord, save us from our golden calves. Our sin with grief we own ; We would no more be thine by halves. But live to thee alone. 1 -| AT S. M. Newton. ■'-^^^ The Milch-kine Drmoing the Ark. 1 npHE kine unguided went I By the directest road. When the Philistines liomeward sent The ark of Israel's God. 2 Lowing they pass'd along, * And left their calves shut up ; They felt an instinct for their young. But would not turn or stop. 3 Shall brutes, devoid of thought. Their Maker's will obey. And we who by his grace are taught, More stubborn prove than they ? 4 He shed his precious blood, To make us his alone ; If wash'd in that atoning flood, We are no more our own. 6 If he his will reveal, Let us obey his call ; ADMONITION. 6G5 And tliink, whate'er the flesh may feel, His love deserves our all. 8 "We should maintain in view His glory, as our end ; Too much we cannot bear or do, For such a matchless friend. 1 1 A 9 CM. Newton. -*- -*- ^'-^He led them by a right way. — Ps.cvii.7' 1 "YTTHEN Israel Avas from Egypt freed, W The Lord, who brought them out, Help'd them in ev'ry time of need, But led them round about. 2 To enter Canaan soon they hop'd, But quickly chang'd their mind, When the Red Sea their passage stopp'd, And Pharaoh march'd behind. 3 The desert fill'd them with alarms, For water and for food ; And Amalek, by force of arms, To check their progress stood. 4 They often murmur'd by the way. Because they judg'd by sight ; But were at length constrain'd to say The Lord had led them right. T T AO CM. Cowper. ± ± u o True and false Comforts. 1 /~\ GOD, whose favorable eye \J The sin-sick soul revives, Holy and heavenly is the joy Thy shining presence gives : 2 Not such as hypocrites suppose, Who with a graceless heart. Taste not of thee, but drink a dose, Prepar'd by Satan's art. 3 Intoxicating joys are theirs, Who, while they boast their light. And seem to soar above the stars. Are plunging into night. 4 Lull'd in a soft and fatal sleep. They sin, and j^et rejoice ; Were they indeed the Savior's sheep, Would they not hear his voice ? 666 ADMONITION. 5 Be mine the comforts that reclaim The soul from Satan's power, That make me blush for what I am, And hate my sin the more. 6 'Tis joy enough, my All in All, At thy dear feet to lie ; Thou wilt not let me lower fall. And none can higher fly. 11 04. L. M. Newton. -'--'-^"^ Ephesus.— Rev Ai. 1-7. 1 mHUS saith the Lord to Ephesus, 1 And thus he speaks to some of us : "Amidst my churches, lo, I stand, And hold the pastors in my hand : 2 " Thy works to me are fully known. Thy patience and thy toil 1 own ; Thy views of gospel truth are clear. Nor canst thou other doctrine bear. 3 " Yet I must blame while I approve ; Where is thy first, thy fervent love ? Dost thou forget my love to thee ? That thine is grown so faint to me ? 4 " Recall to mind the happy days. When thou wast fiU'd with joy and praise ; Repent, thy former works renew. Then I'll restore thy comforts too. 5 " Return at once, when I reprove, Lest I thy candlestick remove ; And thou, too late, thy loss lament, I warn before I strike — Repent." 6 Hearken to what the Spirit saith, To him that overcomes by faith, " The fruit of life's unfading tree. In Paradise his food shall be." 110^ L.M. ^-^yj^ Conformity to Christ. 1 XESUS, my Savior, let me be, pj More perfectly conform'd to thee ; Implant each grace, each sin dethrone, And form my temper like thine own. 2 Let the envenom'd heart and tongue, The hand outstretch'd to do me wrong, Excite no feelings in my breast, But such as Jesus once express'd. BAPTISM. 667 3 To others let me always give Wliat I from others would receive ; Good deeds for evil ones return, Nor when provoked, with anger burn. 4 This will proclaim how bright, how fair. The precepts of thy gospel are ; And God himself, the God of love, His own resemblance will approve. n OR ^^- '^^• J.J.UU 27ig Armor. 1 TTEIRS of an immortal crown, JJL Heed not every foeraan's frown, Tread the powers of dai;;Jines3 down, Through Jehovah's might : Though they oft in wrath arise, Like the tempest of the skies. He can fill them with surprise, From his heavenly height. 2 Soldier, in the tented field Ply thy lielraet, sword, and shield. Till the line of battle yield. And before thee flee ; In thine armor, fearless stand, Girded by Jehovah's hand, Till within the promised land He shall set thee free BAPTISM. 1 1 07 S. M. Gadsby's Col. X J. U I ''jfany man xoill come after me, let him deny himself.'''' — Matt, xvi. 24. 1 "fXriTH pleasure we behold VV Immanuel's offering come ; As sheep are gathered to the fold, And left no more to roam. 2 The way the Shepherd trod They fre ely choose to go ; Moved by the powerful love of God, They leave this world below. ^ This watery path they own ; Their Savior's cross they view ; 668 BAPTISM. And, resting on his blood alone, By faith the}' journey thi-ough. 4 Among the flock they rest, In pastures fresh and green ; With peace and safety ever blest, And pleasures all serene. "1 T AO 8s. 7s. Fawcett. J.±UO ^apiism.— Acts. ii. 38 ; xxii. 16. 1 TTUMBLE souls, who seek salvation JLL Through tlie Lamb's redeeming blood, Hear the voice of revelation, Tread the path that Jesus trod ; Follow him, your only Savior, In his mighty iTame confide ; In the whole of your behavior, Own him for your sovereign guide. 2 Hear the bless'd Redeemer call you ; Listen to his gracious voice ; Dread no ills that can befal you, While you make his ways j'^our choice. Jesus says, " Let each believer Be baptized in my name ;" He himself, in Jordan's river. Was immersed beneath the stream. 3 Plainly here his footsteps tracing, Follow him without delaj'^ ; Gladly his command embracing ; Lo ! your Captain leads the way. View the rite with understanding, Jesus' grave before you lies ; Be intei'r'd at liis commanding : After his example rise. 1 T no C. M. ±±yjU rpf^g same.— Matt. iii. 13-17. 1 T~\ EAR Lord ! and will thy pardoning love I / Embrace a wretch so vile ? Wilt thou my load of guilt remove, And bless me with thy smile ? 2 Hast thou the cross for me endured. And all its shame despised ? And shall I be ashamed, 0 Lord, With thee to be baptized? 3 Didst thou the great example lead In Jor(,lau's swelling flood ? And shall my pride disdain the deed That's worthy of my God? BAPTISM. 669 4 Dear Lord, the ardor of thy love Keproves my cold delays ; And now my willing footsteps move In thy delightful ways ! 1 1 T A 8. 8. 6. Gadsby's Col. J- J- -L v/ it Thus it becomelh us to fulfil all righteousness.^'' — Matt. iii. 15. 1 drills not as led by custom's voice, I We make these ways our favor'd choice And thus with zeal pursue : No : Zion's great and gracious Lord Has, in the precepts of his word, Eujoin'd us thus to do. 2 Thou everlasting, gracious King, Assist us now thy grace to sing. And still direct our way To those bright realms of peace and rest, Where all the exulting tribes are bless'd With one great choral day. "1 1 -| -| L. M. Gadsljy's Col. -*- -^ -^ J- ** Can any man forbid loater,^^ &c. Acts X. 17. 1 /^OME ye beloved of the Lord, V^ Behold the Lamb, the incarnate Word ; He died and rose again for you ! What more could your Eedeemer do? 2 We to this place are come to show What we to boundless mercy owe ; The Savior's footsteps to explore. And tread the path he trod before. T T T 9 L. M. Watts. -*- -^ ^"^ Believers buried with Christ in baptism. Rom. vi. 3. 0 we not know that solemn word. That we are buried with the Lord ; Baptized into his death, and then Put otfthe body of our sin? 2 Our souls receive diviner breath, Rais'd from corruption, guilt and death ; So from the grave did Christ arise, And lives to God above the skies. 3 Xo more let sin or satan reign Over our mortal flesh again : The various lusts we served before, Shall have dominion now no more. 'B 670 BAPTISM. 1 "1 T Q 8's 7's Gadsby's Col. ■*- ^ -^^^'^ Therefore we are buried with him by baptism into death.''^ — Rom. vi. 4. 1 TESTIS, miglity King in Zion, pj Thou alone our Guide shalt be ; Thy commission we rely on ; We would follow none but thee 2 As an emblem of thy passion, And thy victory o'er the grave, We, who know thy great salvation, Are baptized beneath the wave. 3 Fearless of the world's despising. We the ancient path pursue ; Buried with our Lord, and rising To a life divinely new. 1114 «'^ 1 XN" Jordan's tide the Baptist stands, I Immersing the repenting Jews ; The Son of God the right demands, Nor dares the holy man refuse ; Jesus descends beneath the wave, The emblem of his future grave. 2 Wonder, ye heavens ! your Maker lies In deeps conceal'd from human view ; Ye saints, behold him sink and rise, A fit example thus for you : The sacred record, while you read. Calls you to imitate the deed. 3 But lo ! from j'^onder opening skies, What beams of dazzling glory spread ! Dove-like the eternal Spirit flies, And lights on the Redeemer's head ; Amaz'd they see the power divine, Around the Savior's temples shine. 4 But hark, my soul, hark and adore ! What sounds are those that roll along, Not like loud Sinai's awful roar, But soft and sweet as Gabriel's song ! " This is my well-beloved Son, I see well pleased what he hath done." m^ L. M. Altered. ^ Matt. xi. 29. 1 /"^ BEAT God, we in thy name appear, VX With humble joy aad humble fear, BAPTISM. G71 Thy wise injunction to obey ; Let saints and angels liail the day. 2 Great things, 0 everlasting Son, Great things for us thy grace hath done ; Constrained by thy aliniglity love, Our willing feet to meet thee move. 3 Here at the water side we stand, Obedient to thy great command : The liquid stream is full in view. And thy sweet voice commands us through. 4 The Word, the Spirit, and the Bride, Must not command and be denied ; Was not the Lord, who came to save, Baptized in such a liquid grave ? 6 Thus we, dear Savior, own thy name — Are buried with thee in the stream ; Then to thy table let us come, And dwell in Zion as our home. 1116 C. M. Beddome. 1 rnHR happy Eunuch, when baptiz'd I Went on his way witli joy ; And who can tell what rapturous thought Did then his mind employ? 2 " Is that most glorious Savior mine Of Avhom I lately read ? Who bearing all my sins and .gi'iefs, Was number'd with the dead ? S " Is he who bursting from the grave, Now reigns above the sky, My Advocate before the throne, My portion when I die ? 4 " Have I profess'd his holy name ? Do I his gospel bear To Ethiopia's scorched lands, And shall I spread it there ? 5 " Blest pool ! in which I lately lay. And left my fears behind : What an unworthy wretch am I ! And God profusely kind. 6 "Bless'd emblem of that precious blood Which satisfied for sin : And of that renovating grace, Which makes the conscience clean." irp 672 BAPTISM. 1 1 1 7 8.73. Norman. HUS it became the Prince of grace, And thus sliould all the favor'd race High heaven's beliests fulfil ; For that the condescending God Should lead his followers through the flood, Was heaven's eternal will. 2 'Tis not as led by custom's voice, Or to perform our favor'd choice, And thus with zeal pursue : No : heaven's eternal sovereign Lord Has in the precepts of his Avord, Enjoin'd us thus to do. 3 And shall we ever dare despise The gracious mandate of the skies, Where condescending heaven, To all his chosen, ransom'd race, In matchless love and boundless grace, His will reveal'd has given? 1 ■] 1 Q CM. Stennett. -*--^-^^ Immersion, 1 rriHUS was the great Redeemer plung'd I In Jordan's swelling flood, To show he must be soon baptiz'd, In tears, and sweat, and blood. 2 Thus was his sacred body laid Beneath the yielding wave ; Thus was his sacred body rais'd Out of the liquid grave. 3 Lord, we thy precepts would obey; In thy own footsteps tread, Would die, be Juried, rise with thee, Our ever-living Head. 1 -1 -j Q L. M. ±±±U Baptism. OME, Holy Spirit, dove divine, On these baptismal waters shine ; O teach our hearts, in highest strain, To praise the Lamb for sinners slain. We love thy name, we love thy laws, We joyfully embrace thy cause ; We love thy cross, the shame, the pain, O Lamb of God, for sinners slain ! ^C BAPTISM. 673 3 We're plung'd beneath the mystic flood; Oh, i)liiage us in tliy cleansing blood ; We die to sin, and seek a grave With thee beneath the yielding wave. 4 And as Ave rise with th:-e to live, 0 lot tlie Holy Spirit give Tl»e sealing unction from above, The breath of life, the fire of love ! ±±^\J The Same. 1 1^ /T'EEKLY in Jordan's flowing stream JltjL The great Redeemer bow'd ; Brigiit was the glory's sacred beam, That hush'd the wondering crowd. 2 Thus God descended to approve The deed that Christ had done ; Thus came the emblematic Dove, And hover'd o'er the Son. 3 So, blessed Spirit, come to-day To GUI' baptismal sceue ; Ye thoughts of earth, be far away, Ye bosoms, be serene. 4 This day we give to holy joy — This day to heaven belongs ; Eais'd to new life, we will employ In melody our tongues. 1121 S. M The Same. SAVIOR, thy law we love, Thy pure example bless. And with a firm unwavering zeal Would in thy footsteps press. Not to the fiery pains By which the martj-rs bled ; Not to the scourge, the thorn, the cross, Our favor'd feet are led : But, at this peaceful tide, Assembl'd in thy fear, The homage of obedient hearts We humbly offer here. 1122 s« D The Same. OWN to the sacred wave The Lord of life was led : 22 674 BAPTISM. And he who came, our souls to save, In Jordan bow'd his head. 2 He taught the solemn way, He fix'd the holy rite ; He bade his ransom'd ones obey, And keep the path in sight. 3 The Holy Ghost came down The baptism to approve ; The ordinance of Christ to crown, And stamp it with his love. 4 Dear Savior, we will tread In thine appointed way ; Let glory o'er these scenes be shed, And smile on us to-day. -jTOq CM. J.J.Z/0 The Same. 1 "DURIED beneath the yielding wave Jl) The great Redeemer lies ; Faith views him in the watery grave, And thence beholds him rise. 2 With joy we in his footsteps tread. And would his cause maintain, Like him be number'd with the dead. And with him rise and reign. 3 Now, blest Redeemer, we to thee Our grateful voices raise ; Wash'd in the fountain of thy blood, Our lives shall be thy praise. T 1 04. S. M. ±i.^tt j'he Same, 1 /~10ME, and behold the place, \J Where once your Savior lay ; Confess that he is Lord of all, And humble homage pay. 2 Laid in the watery grave, He quickly rose again ; Buried with him, we too shall rise, And endless life obtain. 3 Now may the Spirit crown, With tokens of his grace. The solemn service of tliis day. And bid us go in peace. BAPTISM. 67a ±±ZjO The Same. 1 /^UR Savior bowed beneath the wave, V_/ Aud meekly souglit a watery grave ; Come, see the sacred path he trod, A path well pleasing to our God. 2 His voice we hear, his footsteps trace, And hither come to seek his face, To do liis will, to feel his love, And join our songs with saints above. 3 Ilosauna to the Lamb divine ; Let endless glories round him shine ; High o'er the heavens for ever reign, 0 Lamb of God, for sinners slain. n^G L.M. Stennett. ^^ The Same. 1 ri'ltlE great Redeemer we adore, ■ Who came the lost to seek and save, Went humbly down from Jordan's shore To find a tomb beneath its wave ! 2 " Thus it becomes us to fulfil All righteousness," he meekly said : " Why should we then to do his will. Or be asham'd, or be afraid?" 3 With thee into thy watery tomb, Lord, 'tis our glory to descend ; 'Tis wondrous grace that gives us room To lie iuterr'd by such a friend. 4 Yet, as the yielding waves give way To let us see the light again, So, on the resiirrection day, The bands of death prov'd weak and vaiu. 5 Thus, when thou shalt again appear, The gates of death shall open wide. Our dust thy mighty voice shall hear, And rise and triumph at thy side. 1197 CM. Ryland. ±±—it Hinder me not. — Gen. xxiv. 5(3. 1 "VXrHEX Abraham's servant to procure VV A wife for Isaac went. He met Rebekah — told his wish, — Her parents gave consent. 2 Yet for ten days they urg'd the man His journey to delay ; 676 BAPTISM. " Hinclerme not," he quick replied, •' Since God hath crown'd my way." 3 'Twas thus I cried, when Christ the Lord My soul to him did wed ; '* Hinder me not, nor friends nor foes, Since God my way hath sped." 4 " Stay," says the world, " and taste a while My every pleasant sweet;" *' Hinder me not," my soul replies, " Because the way is great. 5 " Stay," Satan, my old master, cries, " Or force shall thee detain ;" " Hinder me not, I will begone, My God has broke thy chain." 6 In all my Lord's appointed ways. My journey I'll pursue ; Hinder me not, ye much-lov'd saints, For I must go with you. 7 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead, I'll follow where he goes ; Hinder me not, shall be ray cry. Though earth and hell oppose. 8 Through duty and through trials too I'll go at his command ; Hinder me not, for I am bound To my Immanuel's land. 9 And when my Savior calls me home, Still this my cry shall be. Hinder me not — come, welcome death, I'll gladly go with thee. "1190 L. M. Stenuett. ±J_^0 The Converts. 1 OEE how the willing converts trace io The path their great Redeemer trod ; And follow tlu'oagh his liquid grave The meek, the lowly Son of God ! 2 Here they renounce their former deeds, And to the heavenly life aspire. Their rags for glorious robes exchang'd, They shine in clean and bright attire. 3 0 sacred rite, by thee the name Of Jesus we to own begin : This is our resurrection pledge, Pledge of the pardon of our sin. BAPTISM. 677 4 Glory to God on high be given, Who shows his grace to sinful men, Let saints on earth, and hosts in heaven, In concert join their loud Amen. 1 1 9Q L. M. Gregg. -*-^'-'^ 2iot a.'ihamed of Christ. 1 XESUS ! and shall it ever be, tJ A moi'tal man ashara'd of thee ! Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise. Whose glories shine through endless days ! 2 Asham'd of Jesus ! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star ; He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! just as soon Let midnight be asham'd of noon : 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he. Bright Morning Star ! bids darkness flee. 4 /Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend On whom my hojjes of heaven depend ! No ; when 1 blusli — be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! who can say, — Who that has sins to wash away, Or tears to wipe, or good to crave, Or fears to quell, or soul to save ? 6 0 then, nor is ray boasting vain, O tlien, I boast a Savior slain ; And 0, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashara'd of me. 7 His institutions will I prize. Take up my cross and be baptiz'd ; Dare to defend his noble cause, And yield obedience to his laws. 1 ] ^f) G. M. Beddome. ^-*-*-'^3£orning before Baptism ; or, at ike Water Side. — Psalm cxix. 32. 1 TTOW great, how solemn is the work XX Which we attend to-day ! Now for a holy, solemn frame, O God, to thee we pray. 2 0 may we feel as once we felt, When pain'd and griev'd at heart, Thy kind, forgiving, melting look, Reliev'd om* every smart. 678 BAPTISM. 3 Let graces then in exercise Be exercis'd again ; And, nurtur'd by celestial power, In exercise remain. 4 Awake, our love, our fear, our hope, Wake, fortitude and joy ; Vain world, begone ; let things above Our happy thoughts employ. 5 Whilst thee, our Savior and our God, To all around we own ; Drive each rebellious rival lust, Each traitor, from the throne. 6 Instruct our minds, our wills subdue, To heaven our passions raise. That hence our lives, our all, may be Devoted to thy jjraise. 1 1 '^l L- ^^• J^j-^fJ- Baptismal Verses. 1 "^XTHATE'ER to thee, our Lord, belongs, VV Is always worthy of our songs: And all thy works, and all thy wa^'^s, Demand our wonder and our praise. no 9 L. M. Beddome. *^^ The Same. 1 TTOSANNA to the church's Head, JlL Who suflfer'd in our room and stead ! He was immers'd in Jordan's flood, And then immers'd in sweat and blood ! 1 1 oq L. M. Stennctt. ±±00 The Same. 1 "OEHOLD the grave where Jesus lay, _l3 Before he shed his precious blood ! How plain he mark'd the humble way To sinners through the mystic flood ! 1 1 ^iL L. M. Beddome. J. J. O^ rpj^g Same. 1 /^OME, ye redeemed of the Lord, \J Come, and obey his sacred word ; He died, and rose again for you ; AV'hat more could the Redeemer do ? nOl\ L. M. Beddome. '-'^ The Same. 1 ~\XrE to this place are come to show Y V What we to boundless mercy owe ; The Savior's footsteps to explore, And tread the path he trod before. ^^ BAPTISM. C79 1136 '^•'^ The Same. TERISTAL Spirit, heavenly Dove, On these baptismal waters move; Tluit we, through energy divine, May have the substance with the sign. M -1107 L M. ±±Oi The Same. 1 A LL ye that love Immanuel's name, jLjL And long to feel tli' increasing tiame, 'Tis you, ye children, one and all, The Spirit and the Bride doth call. i-iqq L. M. ±±00 The Same. I "^/'E who your native vileness mourn, M And to the great Redeemer turn, Who see your wretched state by sin, " Ye blessed of the Lord, come in." -] 1 on L. M. ±i*JO The Same. ESUS, my Savior, and my all, Methinks I hear thy gentle call ; These are the sounds that chide my stay " Arise, my Love, and come away." II A 0 L. M. ±±^\J The Same. 1 \ MAZIXG grace ! and shall I still XjL Prove disobedient to thy will ? Ah ! no : dear Lord, the watery tomb Belongs to thee, and there I come. j-j-ttx The Same. 1 A POSTLES trod this holy ground, J\. Tliis is the road believers go : My Jesus in this way was found, I charge my soul to tread it too. 1 "1 J_9 L. M. Stennett. Xitt^ The Same. 1 "VT7ITH lowly minds and lofty songs, W Let all admire the Savior's grace, Till tlie great rising day reveal Th' immortal glory of his face. 680 BAPTISM. X±ttO The Sams. 1 mo Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, I We humbly dedicate our powers ; If with Jehovah's blessings crown'd, Immortal happiness is ours. 1 1 44 L. M. Primitive. -*- -^ ^^ Immersion the Appointed Mode. 1 "YTrHEN we baptize, and see the mode YV In honor'd Jordan's swelling Hood ; We're deaf to vain tradition's voice. The way Christ chose becomes our choice. 2 Down in the stream thej'^ both descend, And John immers'd the sinner's Friend ; Out of the water straightway came The, church's Head, the obedient Lamb. 3 The Baptist saw the heavenly Dove Descend from opening heavens above, And now the Father's voice is heard Approving the incarnate Word. 4 " This is m.j well-beloved Son, Well pleas'd am I with what he 's done ; In all things he my will obeys, Then hear and trust Avhate'er he says." 5 Now, ye believing souls, regard The example of your glorious Lord ; Walk in his honor'd paths, and prove How much 3'our souls his precepts love. 114^ L. M. Primitive. -*- -^^*-' Before or after Baptism. 1 /^OME, all ye sons of grace, and view \J Your bleeding Savior's love to 3'ou, Behold him sink with lieavy woes. And give his life to ^ave his foes. 2 When you behold the sacred wave, You see the emblem of his grave ; Come, all who would his laws obey. And view the place where Jesus lay. 3 When you ascend above the flood, Then call to mind the rising God ; Ye saints, lift up your joyful eyes, Exulting see your Savior rise. 4 Ye too are buried with your Lord, >yho in the water own his word, BAPTISM. 681 And joyfully behold therein An emblem of your death to sin. 5 Fresh from the stream and fill'd with love, Far from the tents of sin remove, Nobly from strength to strength proceed, And rise to every righteous deed. 1 1 AO C. M. Primitive. -^-'-'^^ Before Baptism. 1 "TESUS, we own thy sovereign sway, fj For thou art good and just ; Help us thy precepts to obey, And in thy name to trust. 2 Taught by thy Spirit and the word, We in thy truth confide, Eegardless of a frowning world. Who oft thy saints deride. 3 Wast thou in Jordan's flood baptiz'd. Our great exalted Head? 0 may we follow, though despis'd. And in thy footsteps tread. 4 Buried beneath the yielding wave, O Jesus, we would be. And rising from the liquid grave, Would live, 0 Lord, to thee ! 5 Thus when tl.e great archangel's voice Shall wake our sleeping dust, Eeleas'd from death, we'll then rejoice. And dwell among the just. 1 1 AS7 S. M. Primitive. ^^^* The Same. ^HOU great incarnate God ! Behold thy children stand ; Warm'd with the fire of love divine. They bow to thy command. When buried with the Lord, May they his presence find, Proving that pleasures from thy throne Are with obedience joiu'd. When rising from the wave, Lord, show thy lovely face ; May sacred joy from heaven descend. And glory fill the place. Then may these happ}' saints In thy commandments run, T' 082 BAPTISM. Till they shall reach the realms of bliss, And mount Emmanuel's throne. 6 There may they sit and sing The once bajitized Lamb, And make the courts of heaven resound With his beloved name. 6 With what ecstatic joy They'll tune the Savior's praise ! While millions join the sacred theme, And swell the heavenly lays. 1 "1 AQ L. M. Primitive. ■^ -^^^ Baptism representing the Death and Resurrection of Christ. 1 TT ORD, to this fountain we repair, I J Our love by duty to declare ; 'Tis thus the followers of the Lamb, Their faith and love to him proclaim, 2 They in these waters deeply laid, Show him as suffering in their stead. And rising from this watery grave. They show his wondrous power to save. 3 Thus we proclaim our faith in him, As rising from the yielding stream ; And show by his deserted grave, The power of Christ from death to save. 4 0 may we hence proclaim abroad The honor of our Savior-God, And wear his livery and renown, And thus our high profession crown. 1 l 4Q C. M. Primitive. ^^^^ Baptism urged from the Command of Christy 1 TPvESPISE me not, my carnal friends, .1 / Lest you despise my Lord ; He bids me in the water go, And Pll obey his word. 2 Christ is the Bishop of my soul ; He meekly did appear In Jordan's stream, and was baptiz'd By John his harbinger. 3 And shall I now refuse to do What he's en join'd on me ? No — Pll through grace the cross forego, And his disciple be. BAPTISM. 683 4 The •watery grave T liave in view, It bids me hastcii in. To all the world I bid adieu, To rise Avith Christ my King. 5 In thee, my Lord, I put my trust, With all I have or own — Hoping that thou wilt raise this dust. To praise thee on the throne. n^(\ 7's. Leiand. "^^ Be Baptized. 1 /CHRISTIANS, if your hearts be warm, y^ Ice and snow can do no harm ; If by Jesus you are priz'd. Rise, believe, and be baptiz'd. 2 Jesus drank the gall for you. Bore the curse for sinners due ; Children, prove your love to him, Never fear the frozen stream. 3 Never shun the Savior's cross. All on earth is worthless dross ; If the Savior's love you feel. Let the world behold your zeal. 4 Fire is good to warm the soul, Water purifies the foul ; — Fire and water both agree — Winter soldiers never flee. 5 Every season of the year, Let your worshii) be sincere ; When the stmni forbids you roam. Serve youi- gracious God at home. 6 Read his gracious word by day. Ever watching, always pray ; Think upon his law by night ; — This will give you great delight. 1 1 i^l L. M. Ebenezer. -*--*- ^ -*- Gracious Influence. 'J ESUS, behold thy children here Met in thy name, do thou draw near ; Remember Jordan, dearest Lord, And gracious influence now afford. Thy footsteps, 0 incarnate God, Direct us in this pleasant road ; Nor would we e'er forsake this way, Whatever friends or foes may say. "684 BAPTISM. 3 Though we this watery grave descend, We on thy death alone depend, And while ascending np again, Thy resurrection would proclaim. 4 Thus in a figure here we see The gospel's glorious mystery ; Christ dead and buried, rais'd again, And all to save rebellious men. 5 In memory of this blessed theme, We thus react this solemn scene, And so proclaim to dying man. Our only hope in Christ the Lamb. T 1 /^9 CM. Parkinson's Col. ±±OZj The Christian Traveler. 1 "VXrHAT poor despised company W Of travelers are these. That's walking yonder narrow way, Along that rugged maze ? 2 They all are of a royal line, They're children of a King, Heirs of immortal crowns divine. And loud for joy they sing. 3 Why do they then appear so mean. And why so much desjiis'd? Because of their rich robes unseen The world are not appris'd. 4. Why some of them seem poor, distress'd, And lacking daily bread? Heirs of immortal wealth possess'd, With hidden manna fed. 5 Why do they shun that pleasant path Which worldlings love so well ? Because it is the road to death — The certain way to hell. 6 Why do they walk the narrow road To Salem's happy ground ? Christ is the only Avay to God — No other can be found. 1153 THE lord's supper. 685 THE LORD'S SUPPER. L. M. Watts. Bemember Jesus. — Luke xxii. 10. 1 nnHE Lord of life his table spread, M Witli liis own flesli and dying blood ; We on the rich provision feed, And taste the wine, aTid bless our God! 2 May sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; Christ and liis love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fix'd on him. . 1 1 KA S. M. Berridge. -^ -*- *^^For tlie Lord^s Fresence. -John. xiv. 21. 1 nnilE table now is spread ; ■ We meet around the board ; Dear Jesus, bless the wine and bread, And heavenly life afford. 2 0 may the Lord appear, With looks divinely mild, And whisper in each humb'e ear, " I love thee well, my child." ll KK S. M. Hart -*--^^*^ The Bread of Heaven.— J ohn vi. 5, 8. 1 "VTJ'HEiSr through the desert vast, V T The chosen tribes were led. They could not plow, nor till, nor sow, Yet never wanted bread. 2 Around their wandering camp. The copious manna fell ; Sti-ew'd on the ground, a food they found, But what they could not tell. 3 But better bread by far Is now to christians given ; Poor sinners eat immortal meat, The living bread from heaven. 4 We eat the flesh of Christ, Who is the bread of God ; Their food was coarse compared with ours, Though theirs was angels' food. 686 THE lord's supper. TTf^f^ L. M. Hart. -*- -^ *^ ^ Sighing for the Substance of the Lord^s Supper. — Luke xiv. 22. 1 T3ITY a helpless sinner, Lord, 1 Who would believe thy gracious word, But own my heart, with shame and grief, A sink of sin and unbelief. 2 Lord, in thy house I read there's room. And, venturing hard, behold I come ; But can there, tell me, can there be. Amongst thy children, room for me? 3 I eat the bread, and drink the wine ; But oh ! my soul wants more than sign ! I faint unless I feed on thee, And drink the blood as shed for me. 4 For sinners. Lord, thou earnest to bleed : And I'm a sinner vile indeed. Lord, I believe thy grace is free ; O magnify that grace in me. 1 1 ;^7 L.M. Sonnets. 1 rjlHE King of saints his table spreads I For children in his courts below, And while with them he sits and feeds Not one distressing thought they know. 2 His look enlivens every guest, Makes budding grace in blossom rise, Rekindles love in every breast, And lifts the heart above the skies. 3 As morning suns refresh the earth, And make the blossoms open fair. And draw the balmly fragrance forth, And scatter odors through the air. 4 So when the Sun of Righteousness Ariseth on the plants of grace. They spring up into beauteous dress, And with their songs perfume the place. 5 0 dearest, sweetest, heavenly friend, The spring of life and heav'uly joys, Some look afford, or message send, Or all devotion quickly dies. ^ 1 -| ^Q CM. Sonnets. -*--*- ^ ^ Praising God at the Supper. 1 TT^ATHER of heaven, almighty King, P How woud'rous is thy love, THE lord's supper. 68T That worms of dust thy praise should sing, And thou their songs approve 1 2 Since by a new and living way, Access to thee is giv'n, Poor sinners may with boldness pray, And earth converse with heav'u. 3 Give each some token, Lord, for good ; And send the Spirit down To feed us with celestial food, The body of thy Son. 4 The feast thou hast been pleas'd to make We would by faith receive ; That all that come their part may take, And all that take may live. 6 Let ev'ry tongue the Father own, Who, when we all were lost, To seek and save ns sent the Son, And gives the Holy Ghost. T "I ^Q L. M. Watts. ±1.00 rj^he Lord's Supper instituted. 1 Cor. xi. 23. 1 9mWAS on that dark, that doleful night, I When powers of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight, And friends betrayed him to his foes ; 2 Before the mournful scene began. He took the bread, and blest, and brake. AVhat love through all his actions ran ! What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 3 ** This is my body, broke for sin, Receive and eat the living food :" Then took the cup, and blest the wine ; " 'Tis the new cov'naut in my blood." 4 For us his flesh with nails was torn. He bore the scourge ^ he felt the thorn ; And justice pour'd upon his head Its heavy vengeance in our stead. 5 For us his vital blood was spilt, As a chastisement for our guilt. When for black crimes of biggest size He gave his soul a sacrifice. 6 " Do this (he cried) till time shall end, In memory of your dying friend : Meet at my table, and record The love of your exalted Lord." 688 THE lord's suppek. 7 Jesus, thy feast -we celebrate, We show thy death, we sing thy name, Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage-supper of the Lamb. 1 T (^A CM. Watts. -*--*- ^^(7 /irises dying love; or, our pardon. 1 TTQW condescending and how kind Xl Was God's eternal Son ! Our misery reach'd his heavenly mind, In pity he came down. 2 When justice, by our sins provok'd, Drew forth his dreadful sword, He gave his soul up to the stroke, Without a murmuring word. 3 He sunk beneath our heavy woes. To raise us to his throne : And on us life and grace bestows. And claims us for his own. 4 This Avas compassion like a God, That when the Savior knew To ransom us required his blood. His pity ne'er withdrew. 6 Now, though he reigns exalted high, His love is still as great : Wei! he remembers Calvary, Nor let his saints forget. 6 Here we behold his bowels roll As kind as when be died ; And see the sorrows of his soul Bleed through his wounded side. 7 Here we receive repeated seals Of Jesus' dying love : Hard is the wretch that never feels One soft affection move. 8 Here let our hearts begin to melt, While we his death record. And with our joy for pardon'd guilt, Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord. ll a~\ CM. Watts. ± i. U ± Christ the Bread of Life.— John vi. 31. L ET us adore th' etei-nal Word, Tis he our souls hath fed ; Thou art our living stream, O Lord, And thou the immortal bread. THE LORD'S SUPPER. 689 2 TliG manna came from lower skies, But Jesus from above, Where the fresh springs of pleasure rise. And rivers flow with love. 3 The Jews, the fatliers, died at last, Who ate tliat heavenly bread ; But these provisions which we taste Can raise us from the dead. 4 Blest be the Lord, that gives his flesh To nourish dying men ; And often spreads his table fresh Lest we should faint again. 5 Our souls shall draw their heavenly breath Whilst Jesus finds supplies ; Nor shall our graces sink to death, For Jesus never dies. 6 Daily our mortal flesh decays, But Christ our life shall come ; His unresisted power shall raise Our bodies from the tomb. 1 T (^9 L. M. Watts. -^ -'- ^—' TJie memorial of our absent Lord. John xvi. 16. ESUS is gone above the skies. Where our weak senses reach him not; And carnal objects court our eyes To thrust our Savior from our thought. 2 He knows what wandering hearts we have. Apt to forget his lovely face ; And to refresh our minds he gave These kind memorials of his grace. 3 The Lord of life this table spread With his own flesh and dying blood ; AVe on the rich provision feed, And taste the wine, and bless our God. 4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; Christ and his love fill every thought, And faith and hope be fix'd on him. 6 Our eyes look upward to the hills Whence our returning Lord shall come ; We wait thy chariot's awful wheels. To fetch our longing spirits home. ^J 690 THE lord's SUrPER. 1 -j (:^0 L. M. Watts. ■'-■^^^ Crucifixion to the World by the Cross of Christ.— Gal. vi. 14. 1 "TXTHEN I survey the wondrous cross W Ou which the Prince of glory died, M}' richest gain I count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Save in the death of Christ my Lord ; All the vain things that charm me most, I sacrifice them to his blood. 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet ? Or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 His dying crimson like a robe Spreads o'er his body on the tree, Then I am dead to all the globe, And all the globe is dead to me. 6 Were the whole realm of nature mine. That were an offering far too small ; Love so amazing, so divine. Demands my soul, my life, my all. 1 1 a A S. M. Watts. -*--*-^^ 2he Spirit, the Water, and the Blood, = 1 John V. 6. 1 "T" ET all our tongues be one I I To praise our God on high. Who from his bosom sent his Son To fetch us strangers nigh. 2 Nor let our voices cease To sing the Savior's name ; Jesus, th' ambassador of pe-ace. How cheerfully he came ! 3 It cost him cries and tears To bring us near to God ; Great was our debt, and he appears To make the payment good. 4 My Savior's pierced side Pour'd out a double flood ; By water we are purified. And pardon'd through the blood. 6 Infinite was our guilt. But he our Priest atones : On the cold ground his lite was spilt, And offer'd with his groans. 116. THE LORD*'S SUPPER. 691 Look up, my soul, to liim Whose deatli was thy desert, Aud humbly view the living stream Flow from his breaking heart. There, on the painful tree, In dying pangs he lies, Fulfils his Fathers great decree, And all our wants supplies Thus the Redeemer came, By water and by blood ; And when the Spirit speaks the same. We feel his witness good. ^ ^ C. M. Watts. ^ Divine Love making a Feast, and calling in the Guests. — John xlv. 17, 22, 2'i. 1 TTQW sweet and awful is the place XX With Christ within the doors. While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores ! 2 Here every bowel of our God With soft compassion rolls, Here peace and pardon, through his blood, Are food for dying souls. 3 Wliile all our hearts and all our songs Join to admire the feast, Each of us cry with thankful tongues, " Lord, Avhy was I a guest ? 4 " Why was I made to hear thy voice, And seek my heavenly home. While thousands, left to their own choice, Would rather starve than come ?" 6 'Twas the same love that spread the feast, That sweetly forc'd us in. Or we, without a saving taste. Had perish'd in our sin. 6 Pity the nations, 0 our God, Constrain the lost to come, Send thy victorious grace abroad, And call thy wanderers home. 7 We long to see thy churches full. That all the chosen rjice ' May with one voice, and heart, and soul Sing thy redeeming grace. 692 THE LORD'S SUPPER. 1 1 (^(^ L. M. Watts. ■^■^^^ Glory in the Cross; or, not ashamed oj Glirist. 1 4 T thy command, our dearest Lord, jl\. Here Ave attend tliy dying feast ; Thy blood like wine adorns thy board, And thine own flesh feeds every guest. 2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love. And trusts for life in one that died : We hope for heavenly crowns above Through a Redeemer crucified. 3 Let the vain world prononnce it shame, And fling their scandals on thy cause ; We come to boast our Savior's name, And make our triumphs in his cross. 4 With joy we tell the scoffing age He that was dead has left his tomb, He lives above their utmost rage. And we are waiting till he come. 1 "1 /:^7 CM. Watts. x±U I rpj^g Triumphal Feast for OhrisVs Victory over Sin, Death and Hell. 1 i^OME, let us lift our voices high, \^ High as our joys arise, And join the songs above the sky, Where pleasure never dies. 2 Jesus, the Lord that fought and bled. And conquered when he fell, That rose, and at his chariot wheels Dragg'd all the powers of hell. 3 Jesus, our Lord, has call'd us home To this triumphal feast, And brings immortal blessings down For each redeemed guest. 4 The Lord ! how glorious is his face ! How kind his svuiles appear ! And 0, Avliat melting words he says, To every humble ear ! 5 " For yon, the children of my love, It was for you I died, Behold my hands, behold my feet, And look into my side. 6 " These are the wounds for you I bore, The tokens of my pains, THE lord's supper. 693 When I came down to free your souls From misery aud chains. 7 " Justice unsheath'd its fiery sword, And plung'd it in my heart ; Infinite pangs for you I bore, And most tormenting smart. 8 " When hell and all its spiteful powers Stood dreadful in ray way, To rescue those dear lives of yours, I gave my own away. 9 " But while I bled, and groau'd, aud died, I ruin'd Satan's throne, High on my cross I hung and spied The monster tumbling down. 10 " NoAV you must triumph at my feast. And taste my flesli, my blood ; And live eternal ages blest, For 'tis immortal food.' 11 Victorious God ! what can we pay For favors so divine ! We would devote our hearts away To be for ever thine. 12 We give thee. Lord, our highest praise, The tribute of our tongues ; But themes so infinite as these Exceed our noblest songs. 1 1 f^Q L. M. Watts. ■^-*-^*-' Tlie Compassion of a Dying Christ. UR spirits join t' adore the Lamb, 0 that our feeble lips could move In strains immortal as his name. And melting as his dying love. 2 Was ever equal pity found? The Prince of Heaven resigns his breath, And pours his life out on the ground To ransom guilty Avorms from death. 3 Rebels, we broke our Maker's laws ; He from the tlireatening set us free, Bore the full vengeance on his cross, And nail'd the curses to the tree. 4 The law proclaims no terror now, And Sinai's thunder roars no more ; From all his wounds new blessings flow A sea of joy without a shore. ^O 694 THE lord's supper. 6 Here he has wasli'd onr deepest stains, Aud Leal'd our wounds with heavenly blood ; Blest fountain ! springing from the veins Of Jesus our incarnate God. 6 In vain our mortal voices strive To speak compassion so divine ; Had we a thousand lives to give, A thousand lives should all be .thine. 1 1 fiQ ^' ^^- Watt's Lyrics. -*--*-'-'^ Tiie Lord's Sapper, in imitation of Isaiah Ixiii. 1-3. 1 "TTTHAT heavenly man, or lovely God, W Comes marching downward from the Array'd in garments roU'd in blood, [skies, With joy aud pity in his eyes ? 2 The Lord ! the Savior ! Yes, 'tis he, I know him by the scars he wears ; Dear glorious man that died for me, Drench'd deep in agonies aud tears. 3 Lo, he reveals his shining breast ; I own these wounds, and I adore : Lo, he prepares a royal feast, Sweet fruit of the sharp pangs he bore. 4 Whence flow these favors so divine ? Lord ! why so lavish of thy blood? Why for such earthly souls as mine. This heavenly wine, this sacred food? 6 'Twas his own love that made him bleed, That nail'd him to the painful tree ; 'Twas his own love this table spread For such unworthy guests as we. 6 Then let us taste the Savior's love ; Come, faith,'and feed upon the Lord; With glad consent our lips shall move, And sweet hosannas crown the board. 1 T Yfl CM. Stennett ± J. I U j^ Sacratnental Hymn. 1 TESUS, 0 name divinely sweet ! fj How charming is the sound ! What joyful news ! what heavenly sense In that dear name is found ! 2 Our souls all guilty, and condemn'd. In hopeless fetters lay ; Our souls, with numerous sins deprav'd To death and hell a prey. THE lord's sutper. 695 3 Jesus, to purge away this guilt, A willing victim fell, And on liis cross triumphant broke The bands of death and hell. 4 Our foes were mighty to destroy, He mighty was to save ; He died, but could not long be held A prisoner in the grave. 5 Jesus ! who mighty art to save, Still push thy conquests on ; Extend the triumphs of thy cross, Where'er the sun has shone. 6 0 Captain of salvation ! make Thy power and mere}' known; Till crowds of willing converts come And worship at thy throne. T 1 71 CM. Stennett. ± L I ± ^ Sacramental Hymn. 1 T ORD, at thy table I behold I J The wonders of thy grace ; But most of all admire that I Should find a welcome place. 2 I that am all defiled with sin ; A rebel to my God ; I that have crucified his Son, And trampled on his blood. 3 What strange surprising grace is this. That siich a soul has room ! My Savior takes me by the hand. My Jesus bids me come. 4 ** Eat, 0 my friends," the Savior cries, " The feast was made for you : For you I groan'd, and bled, and died. And rose and triumphed too." 6 With trembling faith, and bleeding hearts, Lord, we accept thy love: •Tis a rich banquet we have had, What will it be above ! 6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven, Join all your praising powers ; No theme is like redeeming love, No Savior is like ours. 7 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord, I'd give them all to thee : 696 THE LORD'S STJTPEB. Had T ten thonsand tongues, they all Should join the harmony. 1179 L. M. Beddome. •*- -^ * ^ Jesus wept— he died — see how he loved rts. — John xi. 35. 1 CIO fair a face bedew'd Avith tears ! io What beauty e'en in grief appears ; He wept, he bled, he died for you ; What more, ye saints, could Jesus do? 2 Enthron'd above, with equal glow His warm aflfections downward ilow ! In our distress he bears a part, And feeis a sympathetic smart, 3 Still his compassions are the same, He knows the frailty of our frame : Our heaviest burdens he sustains. Shares in our sorrows and our pains. 1 1 7 q L. M. Mrs. Steele. -*- J- * O Communion with Christ at his table. 1 nnO Jesus, our exalted Lord, I (Dear name by heav'n and earth ador'd !) Fain would our hearts and voices raise A cheerful song of sacred praise. 2 But all the notes which mortals know Are weak, and languishing, and low ; Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues. 3 Yet while around his board we meet, And humbly Avorsliip at his feet ; 0 let our warm afi'cctions move, In glad returns of grateful love ! 4 Let faith our feeble senses aid, To see thy wondrous love display'd. Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 6 Let humble, penitential wo. With painful, pleasing anguish flow ; And thy forgiving smiles impart Life, hope, and joy to every heart. 1 1 74. C. M. Primitive. -*--'-* ^ Jesus died for me. 1 rriHE cross of Christ inspires my heart I To sing redeeming grace ; Awake, my soul, and bear apart In my Redeemer's praise. THE lobd's supper. G97 2 Oh ! what can be compared to him Who died upon the tree ? This is my dear, delightful theme. That Jesus died for me. 3 When at the table of the Lord We humbly take our place, The death of Jesus we record, With love and thankfuluess. 4 These emblems bring my Lord to view Upon the bloody tree ; My soul believes and feels it true, That Jesus died for me. 6 His body broken, nailed and torn, And stained Avith streams of blood ; His spotless soul was left forlorn. Forsaken of his God. 6 'Twas then his Father gave the stroke That justice did decree ; All nature felt the dreadful shock, When Jesus died for me. 7 My guilt was on my surety laid. And therefore he must die ; His soul a sacrifice was made For such a worm as I. 8 Was ever love so great as this ? Was ever grace so free ? This is my glory, joy and bliss, That Jesus died for me. 9 Angels in shining order stand Around my Savior's throne ; They bow with reverence at his feet. And make his glories known. 10 Those happy spirits sing his praise To all eternity, But I can sing redeeming grace, For Jesus died for me. 11 Oh ! had I but an angel's voice, To bear my heart along. My flowing numbers soon would raise To an immortal song. 12 I'd charm their harps and golden lyres, In sweetest harmony, And tell to all the heavenly choirs, That Jesus died for me. 698 ' THE lord's supper. 117^ L. M. Ebenezer. ^^ * ^ Qirist the Bock. 1 "f XTHEN Israel's tribes were parched with VV thirst, Forth from the rock the waters burst ; And all their future journey through, Yielded them drink, and gospel too. 2 In Moses' rod a type they saw Of his severe and fiery law ; The smitten rock prefigured him, From whose pierc'd side all blessings stream. 3 But ah ! the types were all too faint His sorrows or his worth to paint ; Slight was the stroke of Moses' rod, But he endured the wrath of God. 4 Their outward rock could feel no pain, But ours was wounded, torn and slain ; The rock gave but a watery flood, But Jesus pour'd forth streams of blood. 6 The earth is like their wilderness, A land of drought and sore distress, "Without one stream from pole to pole To satisfy a thirsty soul. 6 But let the Savior's praise resound ; In him refreshing streams are found. Which pardon, strength, and comfort give, And thirsty sinners drink and live. 11 7 a L.M. -*--*-• ^ Preparation. 1 rriHE broken bread, the blessed cup, i On which we now are call'dto sup, Without thy help and grace divine. Will prove no more tlian bread and wine. 2 But come, great Master of the feast, Dispense thy grace to ev'ry guest: Direct our views to Calvary, And help us to remember thee. 3 Let us with light and truth be blest, That on thy bosom we may rest ; And at thy supper each may learn Thy broken body to discern. ■WASHING THE SAINT'S FEET. 699 WASHING THE SAINT'S FEET. n 77 ^- ^^^ XXII '*if^then,I,yoH7-Loi'd ondMasier have washed your feet, ye also ought to wash one anothei'''s feel.— 3o\m xiii. 13-16. 1 "TF thou, dear Jesiis, art my Lord, I My Master, and my sovereign God, If well we say, when this we claim, Then teach us to revere thy name. 2 If thou our Lord and Master meet, Didst wash thy dear disciples' feet, May we thy bright example see, And meekly learn to follow thee. 3 This is thine own example. Lord,— 'Tis clearly written in thj'^ word. As thou hast doue, should christians do, And in ihy footsteps follow too. 4 If Christ, our Master and our Lord, Has given the pattern and the word, Shall we refuse his charge to keep, By washing the disciples' feet? 5 Skeptics may scoff, and mockers jeer, Tiie Avorld deride with haughty sneer; But christians still will love the road, Mark'd out and trodden by their Lord. 6 If from the heavenly heights above — If from the realms of joy and love, Our Lord and Master came to show. The way in which his saints should go. 7 If he, the pattern to complete, Stoop'd down to wash his servants' feet, Then let us in his footsteps press. And magnify his righteousness. ]^T 'J^g L. M. Altered. The Same. OME, brethren, ye who love the Lord, And walk according to his word ; Let true humility abound, And in his footsteps too be found. ^C 700 BEFOEE PREACHING. 2 When your dear Lord was Lere below, He bow'd to let his people know How they should bow his saints to greet By washing one another's feet. 3 As in our Lord and Master, we A meek, but clear example see ; "We ought to follow, as 'tis meet, And also wash each other's feet. 4 No servant should aspire to be Above what in their Lord they see ; Enough, if we like him may greet, And stoop and wash each other's feet. 5 If stronger brethren can't accord In this, a precept of our Lord, AVe'll not contend, but kindly greet — Give us our herbs, give them their meat. 6 While to the letter we conform — Eegardless of contempt and scorn — May we in spirit also meet, And watch and cleanse each other's feet. 7 As througli this wilderness we roam. And onward march tow'rds heav'nourhome . Let not the lilth of sin or earth Defile our feet, or shame our birth. 8 Our feet with gospel grace well shod, Dress'd in the armor of our God, In all our walk let us be seen With hearts, and hands, and feet, all clean. BEFORE PREACHING 1 ■] 70 L.M. Watts. X J. I t7 jij^Q Love of Christ shed abroad in Ihe Heart. — Eph. iii. IG, &c. 1 /^OME, dearest Lord, descend and dwell V^ By faith and love in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that cannot be express'd. 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, BEFORE TREACHING. 701 And learn the height, and breadth, and length Of tliiue unmeasurable grace. 3 Now to the God, whose power can do More tlian our thoughts or wishes know, Be everlasting honors done By all the church, through Christ his Son. ■] "1 Q A L. M. Burnham. -*--L'-^'-' "A burning and a shiniyig LighV^ John V. 35. 1 i~\ I BLESS thy servant, dearest Lord, \J • AVhile he shall preach thy gospel word; May he declare delightful things, Touching the glorious King of kings. 2 0 grant him bright celestial views, "While he proclaims the gospel news ; Witli fiery zeal his soul inflame. While he exalts the bleeding Lamb. 3 Give him clear light, and burning love ; Shower down thy blessings from above ; O may we hear our Savior's voice, And in his precious name rejoice. 1 1 Ql L. M. Newton. -^-'-^-^ Before Sermon. — John v. 25. AY this be a much favor'd hour. To souls in Satan's bondage led ! Lord, clothe thy word with sovereign power. To break the rocks, and raise the dead. 2 To mourners speak a cheering word ; On seeking souls vouchsafe to shine ; Let poor backsliders be restor'd, And all thy saints in pi;iiises join. T 1 QO C. M. Hart. ± L O^ ^;ig ^ame.— Cant. iv. 16. 1 /^NCE more we come before oui- God: V_/ Once more his blessing ask ; ■ 0, may not duty seem a load Nor worsliip prove a task. 2 Father, thy quickening Spirit send From heaven, in Jesus' name. To make our waiting minds attend, And put our souls in frame. 3 May we receive the word we hear, Each in an honest heart ; Hoard up the precious treasure there, And never with it part. 702 BEFORE PREACHING. 4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose ; To each thy blessings suit ; And let the seed thy servant sows Pi'oduce a copious fruit. 5 Bid the refreshing north wind wake ; Say to the soutli wind, Blow ; Let every plant the power partake, And all the garden grow. 6 Eevive the parch'd with heavenly showers ; The cold with warmth divine ; And as the benefit is ours, Be all the glory thine. nqq 8's. Fawcett 0S^ame.— Isaiah Iv. 11. 1 nnHY presence, gracious God, aftbrd; I Prepare us to receive thy word ; NoAV let thy voice engage our ear, And faith be raix'd with what we hear : Tiius, Lord, thy Avaiting servants bless, And crown thy gospel with success. 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above ; With food divine may we be fed, And satisfied with living bread : Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless. And crown thy gospel witL success. 3 To us the sacred word apply, With sovereign power and energy ; And may we, in thy faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear : Thus, Lord, thy lA^aiting servants bless, And crown thy gospel with success. 4 Father, in us thy Son reveal ; Teach us to know and do thy will ; Thy saving power and love display, And guide us to the realms of day : Thus, Lord, thy waiting servants bless. And crown thy gospel with success. 1 1 ^4 C. M. Herbert. The ;?ame.— Eph. vi. U, 15. ORD, fill thy servant's heart to-day With pure seraphic fire, And set his tongue at liberty. And grant liis soul's desire. ^L BEFORE PREACHING. 703 2 0 may he preach the word of God With energy and power ; ]Clay gospel blessings spread around, Like a refreshing shower. 3 May God's eternal love and grace Be sweetly felt within ; While he is preachiug Clmst the Lord, Who took our curse and sin. 4 May burden'd sinners lose their load, And downcast souls rejoice ; May doubting souls believe to-day They are Jehovah's choice. 5 May Christ be first, and Christ be last, And Christ be all in all, Who died to make salvation known, And raise us from the fall. 6 0 may thy servant now, to-day. Proclaim salvation free : As finish'd b}'' the Son of God, For such poor souls as we. ■] "j Q^ L. M. Sonnets -*- -^ *^^ Blessing the toord preached. ^N OW, Lord, tliy saving power display. And magnify thy grace to-day ; All power is thine, in earth and seas, Now from the grave dead sinners raise. 2 Make bare thy arm, thy power make known, Let grace sit regent on the throne ; To it be endless honors paid. For man's not half, but wholly dead. 3 He's far from God, conceiv'd in sin. Dark as chaotic night within ; A captive bound, his fetters show, Say loose him, Lord, and let him go. 4 No voice but that which form'd the earth, And gave the vast-creation birth, That bade the tempest cease to roar. Can sinners dead to life restore. 5 Come, heavenly wind, celestial breath, Awake the souls that sleep in death ; Their fetters break, of guilt aud sin. And gather, Lord, thy chosen in. 704 BEFORE PEEACHING. 1 "I 0(^ L. M. Sonnets. -^••^^^ Casting the Gospel Net. 1 XESUS, thy miracles declare fj Thee Lord of earth, the sea and air; While each, to man's apostate race, Proclaim thy Godhead, and thy grace. 2 The finny tribes, at th}'^ control, Fill Peter's net, a num'rous shoal; A lively figure this that he For souls, a fisherman should be. 3 At thy command, and in thy name, We cast the net, and hope the same ; May thine elect, like fish ensnar'd. If such thy will, be now compar'd. 4 Some swim the stream of lust and pride, And headlong to destruction glide ; While others at the bottom stray, Or round the rocks of error play. 6 Thy God'like eye each one surveys, Though in the deep unfathom'd seas ; Thy arm in mercy now make bare, And bring them to the gospel shore. 1 1 07 CM. Sonnets. X X O I Christ the Sum and Substance of the Gospel 1 rpHE subject preach'd by zealous Paul I Was Christ the Lord alone ; 'Twas on this Rock he builded all, The sure Foundation Stone. 2 He, Jesus preach'd as first and last, As God's salvation too. And did all other systems blast, That should another show. 3 But now as Prophet, Priest and King, Who dares thus set him forth ; With old wives's tales the pulpits ring, And themes of little worth. 4 Some Moses put in Jesus's place, And still cry. Up and do ; The good old wine of gospel grace They mix with water too. 6 But Paul, in spite of bonds and death, And all that hell could say. Still preach'd him with his dying breath, The Truth, the LUe, the Way. BEFORE PREACHING. 705 6 Such labor'rs send to thine elect, Make tlij' salvation known ; For errors spread, and men reject The sure Foundation Stoue. 1 1 Q Q L. M. Sonnets. -*- -^ ^^ Pleading the Promxi>e. 1 "IXTHEX Zion's sons, great God, appear, VV In Zion's courts, for praise and pray'r, Then, in thy Spirit, deign to be As one with those who worship thee. 2 Till thou shalt o'er the waters move, 'Twill but a barren season prove ; Lifeless and cold will be the song. The preacher dull, the service long. 3 Without thy sov'reign pow'r, 0 Lord, No sweets the gospel can afford ; No drops of heavenly love will fall To cheer the weary, thirstj^ soul. 4 ^Yinds, from the north and south, awake, Take of the things of Jesus, take ; Diffuse thy kind celestial dew. Bring pardon, peace, and healing too. 6 Confirm the weak and feeble knees, Unfold the gospel promises ; Thy truth impress on ev'ry mind ; May ev'ry heart a blessing find ! 6 Then shall we count the season dear, To those who speak, or those who hear ; And all conspire with sweet accord, In hymns of joy, to praise the Lord. 11 QQ L. M. Newton. ±±OC^ Israel's God. 1 "VTTITH Israel's God who can compare ? y V Or who like Israel happy are ? 0 people, saved by the Lord, He is thy shield and great reward! 2 Upheld by everlasting arms, Thou art secur'd from foes and harms : In vain their plots, and false their boasts, Our refuge is the Lord of hosts. "liqA L. M. Newton, -*--'- '-^ ^ Jesus ever the Same. ESUS is mine ! I'm now prepar'd • To meet with what I thought most hard. 23 ^J 706 BEFORE PREACHING. Yes, let the winds of trouble blow, And comforts melt away like snow. 2 No blasted trees or failing crops, Can hinder my eternal hopes ; Tho' creatures change, the Lord's the same ; Then let me triumph in his name. 1 1 Ql L. M. Newton. -*--'- ^ -*- Jesus the Saints^ Protector. 1 rr^HE saints Emmanuel's portion are, I Redeem'd by price, reclaim'd hy pow'r ; His special choice, and tender care. Owns them and guards them ev'ry hour. 2 He finds them in a barren land, Beset with sins, and fears, and woes ; He leads and guides them by his hand, And bears them safe from all their foes. 1 ~j Q9 7's. Newton. -^-^-^^ Praise to ike Redeemer. 1 "VrOW may he who from the dead JAI Brought the Sliepherd of the sheep, Jesus Christ, our King and Head, All our souls in safety keep ! 2 May he teach us to fulfil What is pleasing in his sight ; Perfect us in all his will. And preserve us day and night ! 3 To that dear Redeemer's praise. Who the covenant scal'd with blood, Let our hearts and voices raise Loud thanksgivings to our God. J]^g3 P.M. Newton. 1 fTlO thee our wants are known, I From thee are all our powers ; Accept what is thine own. And pardon what is ours : Our praises. Lord, and prayers receive, And to thy word a blessing give. 2 0 grant that eacli of us Now met before thee here, May meet together thus, When tliou and thine appear \ And- follow thee to heaven oar home, E'en so, Amen ! Lord Jesus, come ! AFTER PKEACHING. 707 AFTER PREACHING. 1 1 Q4. C. M. Rippon's Col. -^ -l-t^T: SanvliJicaiiOn and Groiolh. 1 I^OW may the God of peace and love, J_l Who, from th' imprisoning grave, Kestor'd the Shepherd of the sheep, Omnipotent to save : 2 Through the rich merits of that blood, Whicli he on Calvar}'^ spilt, To make th' eternal covenant sure, On which our hopes are built ; 3 Perfect our souls in every grace T' accomplish all his will ; And all that's pleasing in his sight, Inspire us to fulfil ! 4 For the great Mediatof's sake. We everj' blessing pray ; With glory let his name be crown'd, Through heaven's eternal day ! 1 "] q ;^ CM. Rippon's Col. -*--*- ^ ^ Not unto us. — Psalm cxv. I. 1 IVTOT unto us, but thee alone, JAI Blest Lamb, be glory given ; Here shall thy praises be begun. And carried on in heaven. 2 The hosts of spirits now with thee Eternal anthems sing : To imitate them here, lo ! we Our hallelujahs bring. 3 Had we our tongues like them inspir'd, Like theirs our songs should rise ; Like them we never should be tir'd, But love the sacrifice. 4 Till we the veil of flesh lay down, Accept our weaker lays ; And when we reach th}'' Father's throne We'll give thee nobler praise. ■]"jQ(^ 8s. Rippon's CoL -'--'- ^ ^ Our God for ever and ever. I rriHIS God is the God we adore, _L Our faithl'ul unchangeable Friend ; ?0b AFTER PKEACHING. Wliose love is as large as his power, Aud ueither knows measure nor end. 2 'Tis Jesus, tlie First and the Last, Whose Spirit sliall guide us safe liome ; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. 1107 P.M. Newton. X X t/ I After Sermon. — 1 Cor. iii. G. 1 C\^ what has now been sown, \_/ Thy blessing, Lord, bestow ; The power is thine alone To make it spring and grow: Do thou the gracious harvest raise, And thou alone shalt have the praise. IIOQ L. M. Hart. A.±.U(J Dismission. — Psalm Ixxxv. 6-8. 1 T\ISMISS us with thy blessing. Lord ! X^ Help us to feed upon thy word ; All that has been amiss forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; Wash all our works in Jesus' blood : Give every fetter'd soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. "11 QQ S. M. Hart. ±±UU rpiie Same.— Luke ii. 18, 19. 1 ^^NCE more, before we part, \_J We'll bless the Savior's name ; Record his mercies, every heart ; Sing, every tongue, the same. 2 Hoard up his sacred word, And feed thereon and grow : Go on to seek to know the Lord, And practice what you know. 1200 ^- *'• "'"■'• 'L The Same. — Jer. xxxi. 14. ORD, help us on thy Avord to feed ; In peace dismiss us hence ; Be thou, in every time of need, Our refuge and defence. We now desire to bless thy name, And in our hearts record, And with our thankful tongues proclaim The goodness of the Lord. AFTER PREACHING. 709 "1 OAT 8. 7. 4. Toplady. X^VJ. rpj^g game Heb. xiii. 20, 21. 1 T ORD. dismiss us witli thy blessing ; JLi 1' ill our hearts with joy and peace; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace : O, refresh us ! Traveling through this wilderness. 2 Thanks we give and adoration. For thy gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of thy salvation lu our hearts and lives be found ; Maj' thy presence With us evermore abound. 3 So, whene'er the signal's given. Us from earth to call away, Borne on angel's wings to heaven, Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, May we ready, Rise and reign in endless day ! 1 OAO 7's. Newton. J.^U-j j^i Parting.— Acts xviii. 21. 1 Tj^OIl a season call'd to part, Jj Let us now ourselves commend To the gracious eye and heart Of our ever-i)resent Friend. 2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer ! Tender Shepherd of thy sheep! Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep. 3 In thy strength may we be strong ; Sweeten every cross and pain ; Give us, if we live, ere long, Here to meet in peace again. 4 Then, if thou thy help afford, Ebenezers shall be rear'd ; All our souls shall praise the Lord, Who our poor petitions heard ! 710 TIMES AND SEASONS. TIMES AND SEASONS. 1 OAO S. M. Medley. ±^yjO jy-g,^ Fmr.— Psalm lii. 1. 1 /^ EEAT God ! before thy throne VX We joyfully appear, In songs to malut how much meaner things are they Who spring from dust and dwell in clay ; Touch'd l>y the finger of his wrath, "VVe faint and perish like the moth, 4 From night to day, from day to night, We die by thousands in his sight ; Buried in dust whole nations li^. Like a forgotten vanity. 5 Almighty Power, to thee we bow ; How frail are we, how glorious Thou! No more the sons of earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. DEATH. 721 1 99 A L. M. Watts. ±^^\j 2Ian mortal, and God eternal. 1 mH ROUGH every age, eternal God, I Thou art our rest, our safe abode ; High was tliy throne ere heaveu was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Long hadst thou reign'd ere time began, Or dust was fashion'd into man ; And long thy kingdom shall endure, When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die. Made up of guilt and vanity : Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just," lieturn, ye sinners, to your du4it. 4 A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account; Like yesterday's departed light. Or the last watch of ending night. 5 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream, An empty tale ; a morning flower. Cut down and wither'd in an hour. 6 Our age to seventy years is set : How short the term ! how frail the state ! And if to eighty Ave arrive, We rather sigh and groan than live. 7 But, 0 how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years ! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread ; We fear the power that strikes us dead. 8 Teach us, 0 Lord, how frail is man ; How short and hasty is our span ; And may thy grace, by wise decree. Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. 1091 CM. Watts. ■^^■^-*- Victory over Death, — 1 Cor. xv. 55. 1 /^ FOR an overcoming faith V>f To cheer my dying hours. To triumph o'er the. monster Death, And all his frightful powers ! 2 Jovful, with all the strength I have My quivering lips shall sing, Where is thy boasted victory, Grave ? And ichere the monster's sting ? 722 DEATH. 3 If sin be cancel'd I'm secure, Death hath no sting beside ; The law gave sin its damning power, But Christ, my ransom, died. 4 Now to the God of victory Immortal thanks be paid. Who makes us conqu'rors when we die, Through Christ our living Head. 1 999 CM. Watts. ■^^^'^ Triumph over Death.— J oh xix. 25-27. 1 /"^ REAT God, I own thy sentence just, VJT And nature must decay ; I yield my body to the dust, To dwell with fellow-clay. 2 'Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, And trample on the tomb ; My Jesus, my Redeemer lives, My God, my Savior comes. 3 The mighty Conqu'ror shall appear High on a royal seat. And Death, the last of all his foes, Lie vanquish'd at his feet. 4 Though greedy worms devour my skin, And gnaw my wasting flesh, When God shall build my bones again, He'll clothe them all afresh. 5 Then shall I see thy lovely face With strong immortal eyes, And feast upon thy sov'reign grace With pleasure and surprise. 1 990 CM. Watts. ±^jLjO Piloses dying in the embraces of God. 1 TPvEATH cannot make our souls afraid \_J If God be with us there ; We may walk through its darkest shade And never jield to fear. 2 I could renounce my all below If my Creator bid, And run if I were call'd lo go. And die as Moses did. 3 Might I but climb to Pisgah's top, And view the promis'd land, My flesh itself would long to drop, And pray for the command. DEATH. 723 4 Clasp'd in ray heavenly Father's arms, I would forget my breath, And lose my life among the charms Of so divine a death. 1 994. C. M. Watts. J--^— '"i A Prospect of Heaven makes JDealh easy. 1 rriHERE is a land of pure delight, X Where saints immortal reign, Infinite day excludes the night. And pleasures banish pain. 2 There everlasting spring abides, And never-'^vithering flowers : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heavenly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling flood, Stand dress'd in living green ; So to the Jews old Canaan stood. While Jordan roll'd between. 4 But timorous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea. And linger, shivering, on the brink, And fear to launch away. 6 0 ! could we make our doubts remove, Those gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love, With unbeclouded eyes : 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er ; Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood Should fright us from the shore. ■199^ L. M. Watts. j.zjjLtO QfirisVs Presence maTies Death easy. 1 "TTTHY should we start and fear to die ? V V What tim'rous w'orms we mortals ar« I Death is the gate of endless joy, And 3'et we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife. Fright our approaching souls away : Still we shrink back again to life. Fond of our prison and our clay. 3 O, if my Lord would come and meet. My soul should stretch her wings in haste, Fly fearless through death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she past. 724 i>EATn. 4 Jesus can make a dying bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast I lean my head, And breathe my life out sweetly there. ±jj^\J j^ Saint preiyared to die. 1 ~r\EATH may dissolve my body now, Xy And bear my spirit home ; Why do my minutes move so slow, Nor mj' salvation come ? 2 With heavenly M'eapons I have fought The battles of the Lord, Finisli'd my course, and kept the faith, And wait the sure reward. 3 God has laid up in heaven for me A crown which cannot fade ; The righteous Judge, at that great day, Shall place it on my head. 4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed This prize for me alone ; But all that love, and long to see Th' appearing of his Son. 5 Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe From every ill design ; And to his heavenly kingdom keep This feeble soul of mine. 6 God is my everlasting aid, And hell shall rage in vain : To him be highest glory paid, And endless praise — Amen. 1 997 ^■^^' Watts. ±j^Zj i x>eaih and immediate Glory. 2 Cor. V. 1. 5-8. 1 rilHERE is a house not. made with hands, I Eternal and on high ; And here my spirit waiting stands, Till God shall bid it fly. 2 Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolv'd and fall, Tlien, 0 my soul, with joy obey Thy heavenly Father's call. 3 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, That forms thee fit for heaven, And as an earnest of the place, Has his own Spirit given. A' DEATH. 727 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high, Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way Up to the throne above the sky. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ; And full discoveries of thy grace (Whicli we but tasted here below) Spreads heavenly joys through all the place. 1 900 S. M. Watts. ± w O^ D'iumph over Death in Hope of the Besw^rectwn. ND must this body die ? This mortal frame decay? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mould'ring in the clay ? 2 Corruption, earth, and worms Shall feed upon this flesh, Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, And alwaj's, from the skies. Looks down and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 4 Array'd in glorious grace Shall these vile bodies shine, And every shape, and everj' face, Look heavenly and divine. 6 These lively hopes we owe, To Jesus' dying love ; We would adore his grace below, And sing his power above. 6 Dear Lord, accept the praise Of these our humble songs. Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. 19^'^ LM. Watts. ±jLJtJtj j^ Happy Resurrection. 1 "VrO. I'll repine at death no more, JAI But with a cheerful gasp resign To the cold dungeon of the grave These dying, withering limbs of mine. 2 Let worms devour my wasting flesh. And crumble all my bones to dust, My God shall raise my frame afresh At the revival of the just. 728 DEATH. 3 Break, sacred morning, through the skies, Bring that delightful, dreadful day ; Cut short the hours, dear Lord, and come, Thy lingering wheels, how long they stay ! 4 Our weary spirits faint to see The light of thy returning face, And hear the language of those lips Where God has shed his richest grace. 5 Haste, then, upon the wings of love, Rouse the redeemed sleeping clay. That we may join in heavenly joys, And sing the triumph of the day. T 9q_£ L. M. G . ±ZjOrt Jiising to God. 1 "Vr^^ ^®* ^^^' souls, on wings sublime, _Li Rise from the vanities of time, Draw back the parting veil, and see The glories of eternity, 2 Born by a new celestial birth, Why should we grovel here on earth ? Why grasp at transitory toys, So near to heaven's eternal joys? ""^ 3 Shall aught beguile us on the road, AVhile we are walking back to God ? For strangers into life we come, And dying is but going home. 4 Welcome, sweet hour of full discharge, That sets our longing souls at large. Unbinds our chains, breaks up our cell. And gives us with our God to dwell. 6 To dwell with God, to feel his love. Is the full heaven enjoy'd above ; And the sweet expectation now Is the young dawn of heaven below. •] O q ^ 7's & G's. Rippon's Col. ^^^^ Pleasing Anlicipalion of Death and Glory. 1 A H ! I soon shall be dying, J\. Time swiftly glides away ; But on my Lord relying, I hail the happy day — 2 The day when I must enter Upon a world unknown ; My helpless soul I venture On Jesus Chi-ist alone. DEATH. 729 3 He once, a spotless victim, Upon Mount Calv'ry bled ! Jehovali did afflict him. And bruise him in my stead. 4 Hence all my hope arises Unworthy as 1 am : My soul most sm-ely prizes The sin-atoning Lamb. 6 To him, by grace united, I joy in him alone ; And now, by faith delighted, Behold him on his throne. 6 There he is interceding For all who on him rest : The grace from him proceeding, Shall waft me to his breast. 7 Then with the saints in glory The grateful song PU raise. And chant my blissful story, In high seraphic lays. 8 Free grace, redeeming merit. And sanctifying love. Of Father, Son, and Spirit, Shall charm the courts above. 1 9^fi ^•^' Mrs. Steele. ±^0\J Yiciory over Death through Christ. 1 Cor. XV. 57. 1 \XrHEN death appears before my sight, W In all his dire array. Unequal to the dreadful light, My courage dies away. 2 But see my glorious Leader nigh ! My Lord— my Savior lives ; Before him death's pale terrors fly, And my faint heart revives. 3 He left his dazzling throne above ; He met the tyrant's dart ; And (oh, amazing power of love !) Receiv'd it in his heart. 4 No more, 0 grim destroyer ! boast Thy universal sway ; To heaven-born soiils thy sting is lost : Thy night, the gates of day. 5 Lord, I commit my soul to thee? Accept the sacred trust; 730 DEATH. Receive this nobler part of me, And watch my sleeping dust ; 6 Till that illnstrious morning come, When all thy saints shall rise, And, cloth'd in full immortal bloom, Attend thee to the skies. 7 When thy triumphant armies sing The honors of thy name, And heaven's eternal arches ring With glory to the Lamb ; 8 Oh, let me join the raptur'd lays ! And with the blissful throug Resound salvation, power, and praise, In everlasting song. ']^^7 L. M. Doddridge X^O I Desiring to Depart, and to be with Christ— Phil, i 23. 1 "XXTHILE on the verge of life I stand, VV And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away. 2 Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, And faint's my much-lov'd Lord to see ; Earth, twine no more about my heart ! For 'tis far better to depart. 3 Come, ye angelic envoys! come. And lead the willing pilgrim home : Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, — Source of my joys, and of your own. 4 That blissful interview, how sweet ! To fall transported at his feet ! Rais'd in his arms, to view his face. Through the full beamings of his grace ! 5 As with a seraph's voice to sing ! To fly as on a cherub's wing! Performing, with unwearied hands. The present Savior's high commands. 6 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait thy signal for the flight ; For, while thy service we pursue. We And a heaven in all we do. 1 OOQ S.M. Toplady. ■'-^^'^ Preparation for Dea^/i.-Matt. xxiv.4o PREPARE me, gracious God ! To stand before thy face ! P' DEATH. 731 Thy Spirit must the work perform, For it is all of grace. 2 In Christ's obedience clothe And wash me in his blood ; So shall I lift my head with joy, Among the sons of God. 3 Do thou my sins subdue, Thy sovereign love make known ; The spirit of my mind renew, And save me in thy Son. i Let me attest thy power, Let me thy goodness prove, Till my full soul can hold no more Of everlasting love. 1 9QQ CM. Doddridge. ±^OfJ Departed Saints asleep. — Mark v. 39. 1 ^"VrrHY flow these torrents of distress !' VV (The gentle Savior cries ;) *' Why are my sleeping saints survey'd With unbelieving eyes? 2 " Death's feeble arm shall never boast A friend of Christ is slain, Nor o'er their meaner part in dust A lasting power retain. 3 " I come, on wings of love, — I come The slumberers to awake ; My voice shall reach the deepest tomb, And all its bonds shall break. 4 " Touch'd by mj" hand, in smiles they rise. They rise to sleep no more ; But rob'd with light, and crown'd with joy. To endless day they soar." 6 Our willing souls thy summons wait, With thee to rest and praise ; So let thy much-lov'd presence cheer These separating days. 1 940 ^* ^^' Doddridge. ■'-■^^^ Submission under bereaving Providences. — Psalm xlvi. 10. ^P EACE ! — 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand That blasts our joys in death, Changes the visage once so dear. And gathers back the breath. 732 DEATH. 2 'Tis He, — the Potentate supreme Of all the worlds above, — Whose steady counsels wisely rule, Nor from their purpose move. 3 'Tis He, whose justice might demand Our souls a sacrifice ; Yet scatters, with unwearied hand, A thousand rich supplies. 4 Our covenant God and Father he In Christ our bleeding Lord, Whose grace can heal the bursting heart, With one reviving word. 5 Fair garlands of immortal bliss He weaves for every brow ; And shall rebellious passions rise When he corrects us now? 6 Silent we own Jehovah's name, We kiss the scourging hand ; And yield our comforts and our life To thy supreme command. 1 94-1 ^- ^^- Walts. ■*--^J^J- Living and dying with God present. CANNOT bear thine absence. Lord, My life expires if thou depart; Be thou, my heart, still near ni}' God, And thou, m}^ God, be near my heart. 2 I was not born for earth or sin. Nor can I live on things so vile; Yet I would stay my Father's time, And hope and wait for heaven a while. 3 Then, dearest Lord, in thine embrace Let me resign my fleeting breath, And with a smile upon my face Pass the important hour of death. 1 949 C. M. Doddridge. ^ '-'^^ Comfort under the Loss of Ministers. OW let our drooping hearts revive, And all our tears be dry : Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, which view a Savior nigh ? What though the arm of conquering death Does God's own house invade ? What though the prophet and the priest Be uumber'd with the dead? ^I ^N DEATH. 733 3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged aud the young; The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, Aud mute tlie instructive tongue ; 4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives. New comfort to impart ; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still auiraates our hearts. 6 ** Lo ! I am with you," saith the Lord, " My church shall safe abide ; For I will ne'er forsake my owu, Whose faith in me contide." 6 Tlirough every scene of life and death, This promise is our trust ; Aud this shall be our children's song, When we are cold in dust. 1 9J_^ 8. 7. 4. Robinson. ±^^0 rpj^g Qrave; or, Christ a Guide through Death to Glory. 1 f^ UIDE me, 0 thou great Jehovah ! VDT Pilgrim through this barren tand; I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow, Let the fiery, cloudy pillar, Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deiiverer, Be thou still my strength and shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside ; Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises I "nill ever give to thee. 1 94.4. 8- 7. Hart. J-^'*^^r/ie Burial of a Saint— 1 Cor. xv. 42. 1 QONS of God, by blest adoption, lO View the dead with fearless eyes ; What is sown thus in corruption, Shall in incorruption rise ; What is sown in death's dishoi5or. Shall revive to glory's light : 734 DEATH. What is sown in this weak manner, Shall be raised in matchless might. 2 Earthly cavern, to thy keeping We commit our brother^s dust : Keep it softly, softly sleeping, Till our Lord demand thy trust : Sweetly sleep, dear saint, in Jesus ; Thou with us shalt Avake from death : Hold he cannot, though he seize us ; We his power defy by faith. 3 Jesus, th}'^ rich consolations To thy mourning people send ! May we all, with faith and patience Wait for our approaching end : Keep from courage, vain or vaunted, For our change our hearts prepare ; Give us confidence undaunted. Cheerful hope and godly fear. 1 94^ C. M. Swain. ■'-^^*-' Looking to Jesus in Death. — Titus ii.l3. 1 XTTHY should we shrink at death's cold V V Or dread the unlmown way ? [flood, See, yonder rolls a stream of blood That bears the curse away ! 2 Death lost his sting when Jesus bled : When Jesus left the ground, Disarm'd, the King of terrors fled, And felt a mortal wound. 3 And now his oflice is to wait Between the saints and sin : A porter at the heavenly gate, To let the pilgrims in ! 4 And though his pale and ghastly face May seem to frown the while ; We soon shall see the King of grace, And he'll for ever smile ! 1 9/iA C. M. Home. ±Z/'±U 'i quickened and raised by the Spirit. — Rom. viii. 11. 1 "IXTHY should our mourning tlio'ts delight W To grovel in the dust ? Or why should streams of tears unite Around the expiring just? 2 Did not the Lord, our Savior, die, And triumph o'er the grave? Did not our Lord ascend on high, And prove his power to save ? 3 Doth not the sacred Spirit come, And dwell in all the saints ? And should the temples of his grace Resound with loud complaints? 4 Awake, my soul, and like the sun Burst through each sable cloud ; And thou, my voice, though l)roke with sighs, Tune forth thy songs aloud. 5 The Spirit rais'd my Savior up, ^Vhen he had bled for you; And, spite of death and hell, shall raise The friends of Jesus too. 6 Awake, ye saints that dwell in dust, Your hymns of victory sing ; And let his dying servants trust Their ever-living King. 1 Of^A L. M. Hart. ±^\j\j ChrisVs Ascension. — Heb. ii. 14. 1 y/K christians, hear the joyful news, JL Death has receiv'd a deadly bruise ; Our Lord has made his empire fall. And conquer'd him that conquered all. 2 Though doom'd are all men once to die, Yet we by faith death's power defy : We soon shall feel our hands unbound, Awaken'd by the Archangel's sound. 3 The trump of God shall rend the rocks, And open adamantine locks ; Call forth the dead from death'stlark dome; And Jesus take his ransom'd home. ^J 744 RESUKRECTION. 1 9f^1 8.7s. SonnetsL -*-^^-*- Knowing the Love of Christ. 1 rriO comprehend and fully i^rove ■ The depths of everlasting love, A seraph's powers must fail ; How then shall sinful worms below The great dimensions ever know, Or give the full detail ? 2 'Twas Paul's desire, that saints with him Might know the breadth and length extreme And wonder and adore ; But, ah ! how weak are finite minds, To fathom wisdom's great designs, That sea without a shore ! 3 When dead in sin the sinner lay, Love found a new and living way To bring him near to God ; 'Twas through that sacred bloody sweat, Which made the Savior's garments wet, When he the wine-press trod. 4 0 love, beyond conception great, Earth, hell, nor sin, shall ne'er defeat The counsel of thy will ; For whom he stretch'd his bleeding hands, In heav'n a blessed mansion stands, That they must surely fill. 5 The resurrection-morn shall prove The objects of eternal love, A royal blood-bought throng ; Then in the riches of thy grace. They shall eternal wonders trace. While ages roll along. 1 O/^O L. M. j.^\j^ Resurrection of the Bead. 1 "OLEST Jesus, source of ev'ry grace, JL3 From far to view thy smiling face, While absent thus by faith we live. Exceeds all joys that earth can give. 2 But 0 ! what ecstacy unknown Fills the wide circle round thy throne Where ev'ry rapt'rous hour appears Nobler than millions of our years ! 3 Millions by millions multiplied Shall ne'er thy saints from thee divide ; But the blight legions live and praise Through all thy own immortal days. JUDGMENT. 745 4 0 happy dead, in thee that sleep, Tliongh o'er their mould 'ring dust we weep I 0 faitliful Savior, who shall come That dust to ransom from the tomb ! 5 While thine unerring word imparts So rich a cordial to our hearts, Through tears our triumphs shall be shown, Though round their graves and near our owa« ^L JUDGMENT. 1 0(^q 8. 7. 4. Oliver, ±^\JtJ rpj^g Second Coming of Christ. 0 ! he comes, with clouds descending, Once for favor'd sinners slain, Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train ! And with pleasure, Magnify his awful name. Every eye shall now behold him, Robed in dreadful majesty ; Those who set at nought and sold him, Pierced and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing. Shall the true Messiah see. Every island, sea, and mountain — Heaven and earth, shall flee away ; All who hate him must, confounded. Hear the trump proclaim the day; Come to judgment ! Come to judgment ! come away ! Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear ! All his saints, by man rejected. Now shall meet him in the air ! Hallelujah ! See the day of God appear ! 746 JUDGMENT. 19^4- 6's&8's. Burnham. -'-'^"^ "Shall see the Son of Man coming.'^ Matt. xxiv. 33, 31 ; xxv. 31-46. 1 (~\^ yonder glorious height, \_/ King Jesus doth appear, Upon the judgment seat With millions at his bar ; Behold ! the awful Judge is come, To speak their everlasting doom. 2 Sinners must now come forth, And stand before the Lord, Whose word the.y scorn'd on earth, Whose children they abhorr'd ; Then speaks the Judge, " Ye sinners, go From my bless'd face to endless woe." 3 But now, my soul, behold That host at his right hand ; O see the blood-wash'd world Boldly before him stand ; How pleas'd they look, how bright they shine, While Jesus cries, " These, these are mine : 4 •'* These are my holy race ; These shall resound my fame ; Sav'd by redeeming grace, They loved and fear'd my name ; And these shall now ascend with me To mansions of eternal day." 19fi^ 8.8.6. Rippon'sCol. ^^^*^ Longing for a place at the right hattd of the Judge. 'HEX thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come To fetch thy ransomed people home. Shall I among them stand ? Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die. Be found at thy right hand ? 2 I love to meet among them now, Before thy gracious feet to bow, Though vilest of them all : But can I bear the piercing thought? What if my name should be left out. When thou for them shalt call ! 3 Prevent, prevent it by thj' grace ; Be thou, dear Lord, my hiding-place, In that most solemn day ; JUDGMENT. 747 Thy pardoninff voice, 0 let me hear, And still my iiubi.licving fear; Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Let me among thy saints be found Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound. To see thy smiling face : Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace. 1 9fif^ 8. 7. 4. Rippon's Col. ±-jUU j^q^ Jig comelh. 1 T O ! he Cometh ! countless trumpets .1 A Blow, to raise the sleeping dead ; 'Mid ten thousand saints and angels, See their great exalted Head ! Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome, Son of God ! 2 Now his merit, by the harpers. Through the eternal deep resounds ; Now resplendent shine his nail-prints, Every eye shall see his wounds ; They who pierc'd him, Shall at his appearance wail. 3 Full of joyful expectation, Saiuts behold the Judge appear; Truth and justice go before him. Now the joyful sentence hear ! Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 4 " Come, ye blessed of my Father, Enter into litV- and joy ! Banish all your fears and sorrows. Endless praise be your employ!" Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome, to the skies ! 5 Now at once they rise to glory, Jesus brings them to the King ; There, with all the hosts of heaven. They eternal anthems sing ; Hallelujah, Boundless glory to the Lamb. T Of»7 L. M. Eippon's Col. ±Z/ U I y/jg kingdoms of the World become the Kingdom of our Lord. — Rev. xi. 15-18. 1 T ET the seventh angel sound on high, I V Let shouts be heard through all the sky; 748 JUGDMENT. Kings of earth, with glad accord, Give up your kingdoms to the Lord. 2 Almighty God, thy power assume, Who wast, and art, and art to come ; Jesus the Lamb, who once was slain, For ever live, for ever reign. 3 The angry nations fret and roar, That they can slay the saints no more ; On wings of vengeance flies our God To pay the long arrears of blood. 4 Now must the rising dead appear, Now the decisive sentence hear; Now the dear martyrs of the Lord Receive an infinite reward. 1 0(^Q L. M. Watts. ■^■^^^ Christ reigning in Heaven, and coming to Judgment. 1 I I E reigns ; the Lo rd, the Savoir reigns ; l~l Praise him in e vaugelic strains ; Let the whole earth ia songs rejoice, And distant islands join their voice. 2 Deep are his counsels, and unknown ; But grace and truth support his throne ; Though gloomy clouds his way surround, Justice is their eternal ground. 3 In robes of judgment, lo ! he comes. Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs, Before him burns devouring fire, The mountains melt, the seas retire. 4 His enemies, with sore dismay. Fly from the sight, and shun the day : Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, And sing, for your redemption's nigh. lOaq C. M. Watts. ±^\JU rj^^Q everlasting absence of God intolerable. 1 rp^IAT awful day will surely come, I Th' appointed hour makes haste, When all must stand before the Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, Thou sovereign of my heart. How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the sound, Depart?^ JUDGMENT. 749 3 The thunder of that dismal word Would so torment my ear, 'Twould tear my soul asunder, Lord, With most tormenting fear. 4 "NVliat ! to lie banish'd from my life, And yet forbid to die ! To linger in eternal pain, Yet death for ever fly ! 6 0 wretched state of deep despair. To see my God remove. And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love. 6 Jesus, I throw my arms around, And hang upon thy breast. Without a gracious srniie from thee My spirit cannot rest. 7 0 tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands ; Show me some promise in thy book Where my salvation stands ! 8 Give me one kind assuring word To sink my fears again : • And cheerfully my soul shall wait Her three score years and ten. 1970 ^•*^- Watts. ±Zj I U j\rrath and Mercy from the Judgment Seal. 1 "IXTITH my whole heart I'll raise my song, W Thy wonders I'll proclaim ; Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong, Wilt put my foes to shame. 2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; My God prepares his throne To judge the world in righteousness, And make his vengeance known. 5 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor opprest, To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 The men that know thy name will trust In thy abundant gi-ace ; For thou hast ne'er forsook the just, Who humbly seek thy face. 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's hill, 750 JUDGMENT. Who executes his threatening word, And doth his grace fulfil. "1 271 CM. Watta. j.^ I J. The lastJudgment. 1 rriHE Lord, the Judge, before his throne I Bids the whole earth draw nigh, The nations near the rising sun, And near the western sky. 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, " Judgment will ne'er begin," No more abuse his long delay To impudence and sin. 3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come, Bright flames prei:^re his way. Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, Lead on the dreadful day. 4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, Attending angels come, And earth and hell shall know and fear, His justice and their doom. 6 " But gather all my saints," he cries, " Who are redeem'd to God, By their Redeemer's sacrifice, Who Avash'd them in his blood: 6 " Their faith and works brought forth to light, Shall make the world confess My sentence of reward is right. And heaven adore my grace." 1979 ^•^^- Watts. ±jU t ^ The judgment of Hypocrites. 1 XXTHEN Christ to judgment shall descend, W And saints surround their Lord, He calls the nations to attend. And hear his awful word. 2 ' Not for the want of bullocks slain Will I the world reprove ; Altars and rites and forms are vain. Without the fire of love. 3 " And what have hypocrites to do To bring their sacrifice? They call my statutes just and true. But deal in theft and lies. 4 " Could you expect to 'scape my sight, And sin without control? JUDGMENT. 751 But God will bring 3'our crimes to light With terror to j'our soul. 5 'Till that great day, in your disguise, •You may a saint appear ; But -wheu to judgment 3^ou arise, Your doom shall all men hear. 197^ L. M. Rippon'sCol J.^ 1 O 2Tie second appearance of Christ. 2 Peter iii. 11, 12. 1 l\/f"Y waken'd soul, extend thy wings It I Beyond the verge of mortal things ; See this vain world in smoke decay, And rocks and mountains melt away. 2 Behold the fiery deluge roll, Through heaven's wide arch, from pole to Pale sun, no more thy lustre boast : [pole ; Tremble and fall, ye starry host. 3 This wreck of nature all around — The angel's shout, the trumpet's sound, Loud the descending Judge proclaim, And echo his tremendous name. 4 Children of Adam, all appear With rev'rence round his awful bar; For, as his lips pronounce, ye go To endless bliss, or endless wo ? 5 Lord, to my faith thy grace display Frequent through each returning day ; And let that grace my soul prepare To meet my full redemption there ! 1 274 ^- ^' Doddridge. ±Zj t ^ The final Senlence and Happiness of the Righteous. — Matt. xxv. 34. 1 A TTEXD, my ear ; my heart, rejoice, ./% While Jesus from his throne, Before the bright angelic hosts. Makes his last sentence known. 2 When sinners, banish'd from his face, To punishment are driven ; His voice, with melody divine, Thus calls his saints to heaven : 3 " Bless'd of ray Father, all draw near, Eeceive the great reward ; And rise, with raptures, to possess The kingdom God prepar'd. 752 JUDGMENT. 4 " Eve earth's foundations first were laid, His sov'reign purpose wrought, And rear'd those palaces divine, To which you now are brought. 6 " There shall you reign unnumber'd years, Protected by my power ; While sin and death, and pain, and cares, Shall vex your souls no more." 6 Come, dear majestic Savior ! come, This jubilee proclaim ! And teach us language fit to raise So great, so dear a name. 1 07^ L. M. Watts' Lyrics. j.Zi I iJ Come, Lord .Jesus. 1 "IXrHEN shall thy lovely face be seen ? VV When shall our eyes behold our God? What lengths of distance lie between, And hills of guilt ! a heavy load ! 2 Our months are ages of delay, And slowly every minute wears : Fly, winged time, and roll away These tedious rounds of sluggish years ! . 3 Ye heavenly gates, loose all your chains ! Let th' eternal pillars bow ! Blest Savior ! cleave the starry plains, And make the crystal mountains flow ! 4 Hark, how thy saints nnite their cries, And pray and wait the gen'ral doom ! Come, Thou, the soul of all our joys ! Thou, the Desire of Nations, come ! 5 Put thy bright robes of triumph on. And bless our eyes, and bless our ears, Thou absent Love, thou dear Unknown, Thou fairest of ten thousand fairs 1 HEAVEN. 753 HEAVEN. 1 97fi 7's&6's. Gaclsby's Col. ± ^ I U jff^g Christianas Prospect of Meaven. Luke xii. 32. 1 "V/T^S, I shall soon be landed 1 On yonder shores of bliss , There, with my powers expanded, Shall dwell where Jesus is. 2 Yes, I shall soon be seated With Jesus on his throne ; My foes be all defeated, And sacred peace made kno'WTi, 3 With Father, Son, and Spirit, I shall for ever reign, Sweet joy and peace inherit, And every good obtain. 4 I soon shall reach the harbor, To which I speed the way ; Shall cease ffom all my labor, And there for ever stay. 6 Sweet Spirit, guide me over This life's tempestuous sea; Keep me, 0 holy Lover, For I confide in thee. 6 0 that in death's dark swelling I may be help'd to sing, And pass the river, telling The triumphs of my King. T077 8.6. Hart. J-^ * * The SainVs Inheritance 2 Cor. vii. 1. 1 "PERFECT holiness of spirit, i Saints above, full of love. With the Lamb inherit. 2 This inheritance, believer Faith alone views thy own, Safe and sure for ever. 3 True, twas thine from everlasting; But the bliss of it is Kuown to thee by tasting. 754 HEAVEN. 4 Thoiigh tliou here receive but little ; Scarce enough for the proof Of thy proper title ; 6 Urge thy claim through all unfitness ; Sue it out, spuriiiug doubt ; The Holy Ghost's thy witness. 6 Cite the will of his own sealing ; Title good, sign'd with blood, Valid and unfailing. 7 When thy title thou discernest, Humbly then sue again For continual earnest. 1070 CM. Sonnets. ±Zj I (J Thirsting for Heaven. 1 AH! when with saints, where Jesus reigns, i\ My soul hath found a place, I'll sing in loud exalted strains, A song of boundless grace. 2 Nor will my pleasure, peace, and J07, In that eternal noon, Become extinct, decay, or cloy, But e'er maintain their bloom. 3 I there will, also, raise a nqte Of praise to Christ my King, Which I shall with my warbling throat Through endless ages sing. 4 There darksome clouds are never seen To veil the happy mind ; But all is light, and all serene, And God profusely kind. 5 Not plagu'd, and vex'd, with sin and care. As is the case below ; But undisturb'd, when seated there, And nought but pleasure know. 6 With joyful lips I there shall own God just in all his ways. And bow to him who fills the throne. And give him lasting praise. 7 Angels, and happy saints, there shine In radiance of the day ; So I, enwrapp'd in rays divine, Shall shine as bright as they. 8 Yes, I shall dwell in realms of rest Thi-ough everlasting years : HEAVEN. I JO And be esteemed a welcome guest By all the heav'nly peers. 9 Nor will my song tlieir anthems mar, But rather swell the sound, When like a bright, a morning star, I'm tliere amongst them found. 10 Make haste, 0 hai)py day, make haste. That I may quit tliis clod, And of immortal glories taste, And ever dwell with God. "] 97Q ^•^^- Sonnets. ±^ I ^ ChrisVs Care of his Saints while here beloio. 1 A LTHOUGH my Lord is now enthron'd J\. Before his Father's face, Yet here below he may be found In gardens of his grace. 2 He sweetly waters ev'ry tree, And makes them upward spring : His grace affords tliat we may see Wliat rich increase they bring. 3 And he among the spicy beds, Makes grace and mercy flow And very cheerfully he feeds, Where fruits both thrive and grow. 4 He likewise gathers there a crop Of lilies without toil ; And when full ripe, he picks them up To deck a heavenly soil. 1 280 ^- ^^' '^•'^**s- j.^(j\j Freedom from sin and misery in Heaven. 1 /^UR sins, alas, how strong they be ! v_/ And like a raging sea They break our duty, Lord, to thee. And hurry us away. 2 The waves of trouble how th«y rise ! How loud the tempests roar ! But death shall laud our weary souls Safe on the. heavenly shore. 3 There to fulfil his sweet commands Our speedy feet shall move. No sin shall clog our winged zeal Or cool our burning love. 756 HEAVEN. 4 There shall we sit, and sing, and tell Th§ wonders of his grace, And lieavenly rajTtures fire our hearts, And smile in every face. 5 For ever his dear sacred name Shall dwell upon our tongue And Jesus and salvation be The theme of every song. 1 9Q1 L. M. Watts. ^^^^ The business and blessedness of glori- fied Saints. — Rev. vii. 13, &c. 1 ^ "VTrHAT happy men, or angels these, VV Tliatall their robes are spotless white? Whence did this glorious troop arrive At the pure realms of heavenl}' light?' 2 From torturing racks and burning fires. And seas of their own blood tliey came ; But nobler blood has washed their robes, Flowing from Christ the dying Lamb. 3 Now they approach the almighty throne, With loud hosannas night and day Sweet anthems to th' eternal One Measure their bless'd eternity. 4 No more shall hunger pain their souls, He bids their parching tliirst be gone And spreads the shadow of his wings To screen them from the scorching sun. 5 The Lamb who dwells amidst the throne Shall shed around his milder beams, There shall they feast on liis rich love. And drink full joys from living streams. 6 Thus shall their mighty bliss renew Through the vast round of endless years, And the soft hand of sovereign grace Heal all their wounds, and wipe their tears. T 900 CM. Watts. ±*jOZ; rpj^g Martyrs glorified. — Rev. vii. 13. 1 ^rilHESE glorious minds, how bright they I shine ! Whence all their white array ? How came they to the happy seats Of everlasting day?' 2 From torturing pains to endless joys On fiery wheels they rode, HEAVEN. 757 Ana strangely washed their raiment :wliite In Jesus' dying blood. 3 Now they approach a spotless God, And bow before his throne ; Their warbling harps and sacred songs Adore the Holy One. 4 The unveiled glories of his face Amongst his saints reside, While the rich treasure of his grace Sees all their wants supplied. 5 Tormenting thirst shall leave their souls And hunger flee as fast ; The fruit of life's immortal tree Shall be their sweet repast. 6 The Lamb shall lead his heavenly flock Where living fountains rise, And Love divine shall wipe away The sorrows of their eycjs. 1 OQO CM. Watts. ±^ear Lord, though bitter is the cup 655 '•'ear Lord, why should I doubt thy love 698 )ear Refuge of my weary soul 1019 Dear Savior, make me wise to see 1076 Dear Savior, we are thine 194 Dear Savior, when my thoughts recall 568 Dear Shepherd of thy people here 897 Dearest of all the names above 66i> Dearest Savior ! we adore thee 601 Death cannot make our souls afraid 1223 Death may dissolve my body now 1226 778 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES Death is no more a frigMful foe 124G Deep in the dust before thy throne 85 Deep in the everlasting mind 229 Depraved minds on ashes feed 996 Descend from lieaven, immortal Dove 502 Despise me not, my carnal friends 1149 Dismiss us wilh thy blessing, Lord, 1198 Does conscience lay a guilty charge 290 Does the gospel word proclaim 804 Do I believe what Jesus saith 683 Do not I love thee, 0 ray Lord 613 Do we not know that solemn word 1112 Dost thou my profit seek 659 Down to the sacred wave, 1122 Draw my soul to thee, my Lord, 883 Elijah's example declares 1055 Emptied of earth, I fain would be 998 Encompass'd with clouds of distress 1035 Encourged by thy word 894 Enslaved by sin, and bound in chains 284 Eternal God. Almighty Cause ' 8 Ere the blue heavens were stretc'd abroad, 151 Eternal God ! enthron'd on high, 1215 Eternal Power ! whose high abode . 1 Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise 63 Exalted Prince of Life ! we own 566 Exceeding precious is my Lord 1066 Expand, my soul, arise, my song 228 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss 526 Faith has for its foundation broad 520 Faith is the brightest evidence 609 Faith owes its birth to sovereign grace 510 Faith, 'tis a precious grace 508 Faith's a convincing proof 513 Far as thy name is known 846 Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone 974 Far from these narrow scenes of night 1293 Far from the world, 0 Lord, I flee 672 Farewell my dear brethren, the time, &c. 823 Fai'ewell, my friends, I must begone 822 Father, I long, I faint to see 1283 Father I sing thy wondrous grace 293 Father of heaven ! almighty King 1158 Father of mercies, in thy word 99 Father, we seek thy grace 762 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 657 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 779 Fear is a grace whicli ever dwells 643 Firm as the earth, thy gospel stands, 147 Finn and unmov'd are they 793 Fierce passions discompose the mind 817 Fix'd was the eternal state of man 232 Fix my heart and eyes on thee 681 Fools, in their hearts, believe and say 90 For ever blessed be the Lord 692 Forest beasts that live by prey 732 For a season call'd to part 202 For mercies, countless as the sands 954 For us the dear Redeemer died 779 For weary saints, a rest remains 808 Free grace ! melodious sound 490 Free grace to every heaven-born soul 492 From all that dwell below the skies 40S From deep distress and troubled thought 250 From Egypt lately freed 755 From east to west let others roam 816 From thee, my God, my joys shall rise 1284 From whence doth this union arise 619 From whence this fear and unbelief 514 From Zion, God declares 1044 Give me the wings of faith to rise 580 Give to our God immortal praise 75 Give to the Father praise 1312 Glad was my heart to hear 866 Glorious things of thee are spoken 827 Glory to God on high 939 Glory to God the Father's name 1306 Glory, to God, who reigns above 180 Glory to the Eternal be 1305 Glory to the eternal King 16 God, be merciful to me 925 God, in the gospel of his Son 131 God is a name my soul adores 3 God is a Spirit just and wise 59 God is our refuge and defence 819 God is the Refuge of his saints 850 God moves in a mysterious way 68 God, my Supporter and my Hope 578 God of my childhood and my youth 1210 God of my life, look gently down 900 God of my life, to thee I call 916 God of the seas, thy thund'ring voice 36 God shall alone the Refuge be 58 God thus commanded Jacob's seed 805 780 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES. God, who in various methods told 100 God with us ! 0 glorious name 329 Go, preach my gospel, saitli the Lord 123 Go search the scriptures, saith the Lord 140 Go worship at Iramanuel's feet . HfiS Grace, like a fountain, ever flows 1004 Grace is Jehovah's sovereign will 771 Grace, 'tis a charming sound 489 Grace triumphant in the throne 41)6 Great Former of this various frame 11 Great Fountain of Grace 757 Great God, attend while Zion sings 837 Great God, before thy throne 1203 Great God! from thee there's nought, &c. 305 Great God ! how infinite art thou 25 Great God, I own thy sentence just 1222 Great God, my Maker, and my King 6 Great God of Providence, thy ways 69 Great God, thy glories shall employ 49 Great God, we in thy name appear 1115 Great is the Lord, his works of might 47 Great Leader of thine Israel's host 688 Gx'eat Rock for weary travelers made 813 Great Source of all eternal grace 258 Great was the day, the joy was great 137 Guide me, 0 thou great Jehovah 1243 Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews 607 Had not the Lord, may Israel say 907 Hail, mighty Jesus ! how divine 486 Hail, sovereign grace, that first began 485 Hail, the blest morn, when the great, &c, 174 Hail, ye sighing sons of sorrow 1205 Hail, thou ouce despised Jesus 412 Happy the birth where grace presides 493 Happy the church, thou sacred place 849 Happy the heart where graces reign 604 Happy the men who fear the Lord 644 Hark! for 'tis God's own Son that calls 267 Hark ! how the blood-bought hosts above 199 Hark ! my soul, it is the Lord 764 Hark ! the glad sound, the Savior comes 172 Hark ! the herald angels sing 168 Hark ! ten thousand harps and voices 454 Hark! the Redeemer from on high 354 Hark ! 'tis our heavenly Leader's voice 1020 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 271 Hasten, Lord, to my release 926 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES. 781 Head of the church triumphant 210 Hear, gracious God, a sinner's cry 880 Hear, gracious God, my humble moan i)03 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face S99 Hear me, 0 Lord, in ray distress 928 Hear wliat God the Lord hath spoken 8(55 Hear wliat the Hope of Israel saith 863 Hear what the Lord, in vision, said 448 Hearken, Lord, to my complaint 922 He dies ! the Friend of sinners, dies 446 He lives! the great Redeemer, lives 455 He reigns, the Lord, the Savior reigns 1268 He that hath for his refuge God 581 He who on earth as man was known 179 Heirs of an immortal crown 1106 Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, begone 675 Heralds of creation ! cry 60 Here, Lord, my soul convicted stands 112 High on his Father's royal seat 345 His Master taken from his head 768 Hither ! ye poor, ye sick, ye blind V58 Holy and Reverend is the name 7 Holy Bible ! book divine 105 Holy Lord God, I love thy truth 551 Honey, though the bee prepares 1042 Hosannah to King David's Son 1309 Hosaunah the Church's Head 1132 Hosannah to our conquering King 950 Hosannah to the Prince of Light 443 How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord 70 How awful is thy chastening rod 1098 How beauteous are their feet 130 How condescending and how kind 1160 How charming is the place 856 How can I sink with such a prop 579 How can ye hope, deluded souls 119 How did my heart rejoice to hear 835 How firm a foundation, ye saints of tUe,&c. 751 How great, how solemn is the work 1130 How hard and rugged is the way 1071 How happy are the saints above 1292 How happy are we 222 How happy is the pilgrim's lot 586 How high a privilege 'tis to know 263 How honorable is the place 848 How is our nature spoil'd by sin 386 How keen the tempter's malice is 459 How lovely, how divinely sweet 857 782 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. How long, 0 Lord, shall I complain 1016 How long shall death, the tyi-ant, reign 1258 How many hapless souls we see 890 How mighty thou art, 0 Lord, to convert 487 How oft, alas! this wretched heart 5.58 HoAv oft have sin and Satan strove 243 How oft I murmur and repine 1014 HoAv pleasant, how divinely fair 836 How precious is the book divine 98 How prone the mind to search for ill 748 How sad our state by nature is 1047 How safe are all the chosen race 198 How shall I praise the eternal God 48 How should the sons of Adam's race 37 How shall the sons of men appear 295 How soon the Savior's gracious call 572 How sore a plague is sin i012 How strange is the course that a christian 1037 How sweet and awful is the place 11G5 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight 614 How sweetly flow'd the gospel sound 13G How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 746 How tedious and tiresome the hours 603 How vain are all things below 981 How vast the benefits divine 235 How watchful is our guardian Lord 789 How wondrous are the works of God 278 Humble souls who seek salvation 1108 Hungry, and faint, and poor 913 I am a stranger here below 1022 I am, saith Christ, the way, 359 I am, saith Christ, your glorious Head, 317 I ask'd the Lord that I might grow, 1007 I cannot bear thine absence. Lord, 1241 If ever it could come to pass, 770 If for a time the sea be calm 737 If God is mine then present things 697 If I must sing, I'll sing of grace , 494 If Jesus is ours, we have a true friend, 778 If Lord in thy fair book of life 952 If Paul in Csesar's court must stand 7G5 If Solomon for wisdom prayed 875 If this be. Lord, the way 1010 If thou, dear Jesus, art my Lord 1177 If to Jesus for relief 534 If unbeliefs that sin accurs'd 1067 I lift my banners, saith the Lord 8a3 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES 7P3 I'll speak the honors of my King 364 t love the Lord, he heard my cries 970 I love the sacred book of God 106 I love the sons of grace 620 I love the windows of thy grace 995 I'm in a world of hopes and fears 605 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord 682 Imputed righteousness is strange 314 I my Ebenezer raise 658 In all my troubles and distress 979 In all my vast concerns with thee 29 In all our worst afflictions 517 In all the acts of sovereign grace 409 In Christ, the Rock, let those who dwell 946 Incarnate God, the soul that knows 701 Indulgent God, to thee I raise 478 Infinite excellence is thine 323 Infinite grief, amazing wo 564 In Gabriel's hand, a miglity stone 710 In heaven my choicest treasm-e lies 806 In hope of life eternal given 1252 In Judah, God of old was known 908 In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands 1114 la mounts of danger and of straits 7o6 In mercy, not in Avrath rebuke 896 Innumerable foes 1003 In one harm'onious, cheerful song 797 In Sharon's lovely Rose 353 In songs of sublime adoration and praise 495 In Sandis was found 829 In themselves as weak as worms 887 In thee, 0 Lord, I trust 707 In ties of blood, with Zion one 215 In the scheme of man's salvation 234 Into thine hand, 0 God of truth 903 In types and shadows, we are told 382 In union with the Lamb 188 In vain men talk of living faith, 645 In vain Uie sealed cave 441 In vain we seek for peace with God 296 I send the joys of earth away 985 I sing my Savior's wondi-ous death 400 Israel, in ancient days 115 Israel in Egypt, sor.ef oppress'd 722 I set the Lord before my face 442 Is there ambition in my heart 633 It is not death to die 1256 It is the Lord enthroned in light 651 t&l A TABLE OF FIBST LINES. It is the Lord, our Savior's hand 652 It shall be well, let Zion know 801 I thirst, but not as once I did 977 I Avaited patient for the Lord 1084 I would, but cannot sing 733 I would not live alway, I ask not to stay 1217 I will praise thee every day 955 Jehovah in counsel 233 Jehovah is my righteousness 310 Jehovah reigns, he dwells in light 26 Jehovah reigns, his throne is high 50 Jehovah's awful name revere 626 Jesus, and shall it ever be 1129 Jesus at thy command 1051 Jesus, before thy face I fall 627 Jesus, behold thy children here 1151 Jesus commands his saints 195 Jesus, commissioned from above 33€ Jesus draws the chosen race 1061 Jesus hath suflfered once for sin 419 Jesus, heaven's supreme delight 356 Jesus heals the broken hearted 380 Jesus I love thy charming name 328 Jesus immutably the same 341 Jesus, in thee our eyes behold 375 Jesus is gone above the skies 1162 Jesus I sing thy wondrous grace 326 Jesus is mine, I'm now prepared 1190 Jesus is precious, saith the word 628 Jesus is the chiefest good 460 Jesus, Lord, we look to thee 596 Jesus, lover of ray soul 1052 Jesus, mighty King in Zion 1113 Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone 358 Jesus, my love, my chief delight 327 Jesus, my Savior and my God 796 Jesus, my Savior, let me be 1105 Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne • 389 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace 624 Jesus is our great salvation 499 Jesus our Savior and our God 153 Jesus, our soul's delightful choice 527 Jesus, our triumphant Head 439 Jesus, O name divinely sweet 1170 Jesus, Shepherd of thy people 783 Jesus, source of our salvation 600 Jesus, the eternal Son of God 133 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 785 Jesus, the glorious head of grace 713 Jesus, the great, the mighty God 631 Jesus, the lieavenly lover gave 355 Jesus, the Lord, iu whom combine 830 Jesus, the man ot constant grief 221 Jasus, the Lord, our souls adore 325 Jesus, the spring of joys divine 338 Jesus, the sum and substance is 143 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 299 Jesus, thy boundless love to me 622 Jesus, thy miracles declare 1186 Jesus, we bless thy Father's name 217 Jesus, we own thy sovereign sway 1146 Jesus, what shall I do to shoAV 616 Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding iiiiS Jesus, with all thy saints above, 272 Join all tlie glorious names 362 Join all the names of love and power 361 Join every tongue to sing 292 Jonah, the prophet, once tvas sent 1043 Joy is a fruit that will not grow 680 Joy to the Avorld, the Lord is come ! 160 Judge me. Lord, in righteousness 923 Just are thy ways, and true thy word 674 Keep silence, all created things 15 Kind are the words that Jesus speaks 694 Kind is the speech of Christ, our Lord 740 Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake 861 Laid by Jehovah's might hands 347 Lamb of God ! we fall before thee ! 559 Let all our tongues be one 1164 Let all the earth their voices raise 22 Let all the heathen writers join 103 Let avarice, from shore to shore 107 Let everlasting glories crown 124 Let every quickened ear attend 148 Let God arise in all his might 41 Let me but hear my Savior say 6S6 Let me, thou sovereign Lord of all 716 Let others boast how strong they be 78 Let others boast their ancient line 266 Let Pharisees of high esteem 606 Let Sion, in her King rejoice 851 Let the seventh angel sound on high 1267 Let the whole race of creatures lie 34 Let the wild leopards of the wood 91 786 A TABLE OP FIRST LIIIES. Let the world their virtue boast 465 Let those who inhabit the Rock 791 Let thy kingdom, blessed Savior, 8()4 Let us adore the eternal Word llfil Let us ask the important question 51S Let us love, and sing, and wonder 940 Let worldly minds the world persue 543 Let Zion and her sons rejoice 855 Let Zion in her songs record 1065 Let Zion rejoice and exultingly aing 786 Let Zion songs of triumph sing 201 Light of those, whose dreary dwelling 335 Like Israel, Lord am I 585 Like sheep we went astray 425 Lo ! He comes, with clouds descending 12(>3 Lo ! He cometh ! countless trumiiets 1266 Lo ! the destroying angel flies 385 Lo ! what a glorious sight appears 177 Lo ! what an entertaining sight 605 Look down, 0 Lord.Nvith pitying eye, 907 Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes 62 Long have I sat beneath the sound 1075 Lord, afford a spring to me 839 Lord, at thy table I behold 1171 Lord, didst thou die, but not for me 696 Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing 1201 Lord, dost thou show a corner stone 322 Lord, fill thy servant's heart to-day 1184 Lord, forever at thy side 633 Lord, for thy servant David's sake 867 Lord, God, omnipotent to bless 908 Lord, hast thou made me know thy ways 776 Lord, help us on thy word to feed 1200 Lord, how many are my foes 781 Lord, how secure my conscience was 116 Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt prove 994 Lord, I am tliine, entirely thine 1074 Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin 87 Lord, I cannot let thee go 871 Lord, if thou thy grace impart 634 Lord, I would spread my sore distress 88 Lord, let me see thy beauteous face 902 Lord, let my prayer like incense rise 927 Lord of creation's wondrous frame 260 Lord, send thy spirit down 966 Lord, thou hast been thy children's God 10 Lord, thou hast heard thy servant's cry 971 Lord, thou hast search'd and seea me thro' 28 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES. 737 Lord, thou, with an unerring beam 14 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand 845 liord, to this fountain we repair 1148 Lord, we adore tliy vast designs 83 Lord, we are blind, we mortals, blind 23 Lord, what a heaven of saving grace 975 Lord, what a riddle is my soul 1006 Lord, what a wretchad land is this 9S9 Lord, what is man ! poor, feeble man 1213 Lord, what was man, when made at first 9i5 Lord, when I hear thy children talk C61 Lord, when I read the traitor's doom 5S7 Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll 423 Lord, wiieu our raptur'd thought surveys, 66 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high 445 Lord, with a griev'd and aching heart 565 Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound 135 Love is the fouataiu whence 621 May the grace of Christ the Savior 1303 May this be a much favor'd hour llSl Meekly in Jordan's swelling stream 1120 Men seek the Lord with careless thought 891 IMighty God ! while angels bless thee 170 Mistaken men may brawl 783 'Mong all the priests of Jewish race 391 Mortals, awake ! with angels join 167 M}' business is at wisdom's gate 892 ;My Captain sounds the alarm of wai 1001 My dearest friends, in bonds of love 820 My dear Redeemer and my Lord 165 !My gracious Redeemer Hove 594 My grateful tongue, immortal King 2 My God, assist me while I raise 344 My God, how cheerful is the sound 524 My God, how many are my fears 648 My God, how perfect are thy ways 315 My God, in whom are all the springs 77 My God, my Creator, the heavens did bow, 181 ;My God, my Father, blissful name ! 6(i5 My God, my life, my love 973 My God, my portion and my love 980 My God, the spring of all my joys 9.% My God, what endless pleasures dwell 834 My God, what silken cords are thine 506 My harp untuned and laid aside 734 My never ceasing soug shall show 45 My righteous Judge, my gracious God 724 783 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES. My Savior and my King 844 My Savior, let me hear thy voice 264 My Shepherd is the living Lord 366 My Shepherd will supply my need 365 My song shall bless the Lord of all 182 My soul, come meditate the day 1229 My soul forsakes her vain delights 984 My soul how lovely is the-place 838 My soul lies cleaving to the dust 1017 My soul repeat his praise 43 My soul, take courage from the Lord 872 My soul, this curious house of clay 1255 My spirit looks to God alone 691 My spirit sinks within me, Lord 647 My times of sorrow and of joy 656 My waken'd soul, extend thy wings 1273 Naked as from the earth we came _ 654 No, I'll repine at death no more 1233 No more, my God, I boast no more 685 No prophet, nor dreamer of dreams 1096 No sleep nor slumber to his eyes 841 No strength of nature can suffice 113 No wit, nor works of man 538 Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard 393 Not all the blood of beasts 378 Not all the nobles of the earth 269 Not from the dust atfiiction grows 79 Not to ourselves, who are but dust 53 Not to Sinai's dreadful blaze 149 Not to the terrors of the Lord 196 Not unto us, but thee alone 1195 Not with our mortal eyes 677 Nothing but thy blood, 0 Jesus 287 Now begin the heavenly theme 270 Now be my heart inspir'd to sing 406 Now be the God of Israel bless'd 407 Now, dearest Lord, to praise thy name 316 Now for a theme of thankful praise 438 Now for a tune of lofty praise 447 Now have I found the ground wherein 289 Now in the galleries of his grace 741 Now in thy praise, eternal King 1021 Now I see, whate'er betide 747 Now let a spacious world arise 72 Now let our lips with holy fear 422 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 458 Now let our drooping hearts revive 1242 A TABLE OP FI^ST LINES. 789 Now let our sonls, on winj^a sublime 1234 Now let the Father and the Son 1311 Now let the feeble all be strong 754 Now let the Lord my Savior smile 987 Now let us raise our cheerful strains 453 Now, Lord, inspire the preacher's heart 912 Now, Lord, thy saving power display 1185 Now may he who from the dead 1192 Now may the God of peace and love 1194 Now may the Lord reveal his face 481 Now Satan comes, with dreadful roar 95 Now shall my inward joys arise 847 Now to the Lord a noble song 152 Now to the Lord that makes us know 387 Now to the power of God supreme 473 Now to thy praise, Eternal King 1021 O, bless'd abode ! and happy they 811 .0, bless the Lord, my soul 39 O, bless thy servant, dearest Lord 1180 O, come, let us sing unto the Lord 413 O, could I speak the matchless worth 961 O'er mercy's unfathom'd abj'ss 237 Of all the gifts thine hand bestows 533 Of God's great love, ere. thine began 242 O, for a glance of heavenly day 1013 O, for a heart to seek my God 717 O, for an overcoming faith 1221 O, for a thousand tongues to sing 962 Oft as I look upon the road 706 Often I seek my Lord by night 739 Oft has my soul in secret bless'd 662 O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays 582 O, God of mercy, hear my call 561 O God, thou art my God alone 924 0 God, whose favorable eye 1103 O happy day when saints shall meet 825 0 happy souls, how fast you go 636 0 happy souls who safely pass'd • 1249 0 happy spouse, Jehovah's bride 213 O ! how happy are they 679 Oh, could I find some peaceful bower 641 Oh ! that my soul, as heretofore 1030 O, laud of Rest, for thee I sigh 807 O, let my trembling soul be still 640 O Lord, how lovely is thy name 1068 O Lord, how vile am I 629 0 Lord, I would delight in thee 595 790 A TABLE OP FIRTT LINES. O Lord, my best desires fulfil 649 O Lord, ouf heavenly King 85 O Love Divine, how sweet thou art 597 O, my distrustful heart 225 O, m}' soul, what means this sadness 774 0, my soul, with all thy powers 4S3 Once, as the Friend of sinners dear 4(j7 Once by the law I vainly thought 576 Once I thought my mountain strong 102S Once more before we part 1199 Once more the constant Sun 1204 Once more we come before our God 1182 Once perishing, in blood, I lay 1079 One glance of thine. Eternal Lord 919 One there is above all others 745 One thing with all my soul's desire 921 On Jordan's stormy banks I stand 12SS On Sion, his most holy Mount 133 Oa the mountain's top appearing 589 On what has now been sown 1197 On wings of faith, mount up, my soul, &c. 1287 On yonder glorious height 12(;4 On Zion's glorious summit stood 1040 On Zio:i's sacred mount I saw 280 Oppress'd with unbeliaf and sia 1054 O, Shepherd of Israel, divine 930 0, speak that gracious word again 1056 0, tiiat my groveling thoughts might rise 932 0, that the Lord would guide my ways 1046 O, that thy statutes every hour 983 O, the almighty Lord 30 O, the delights, the heavenly joyg 1295 0, the mysterious depths of grace 256 0, the power of love divine 274 O, thou in whose presence my soul, &c. 948 Our days, alas ! our mortal days 12U Our God, how firm his promise stands 73S Our Jesus is the christian's hope 574 Our Jesus loves his dear elect 230 Our Lord is risen from the dead 452 Our nature's totally deprav'd 553 Our Savior alone, the Lord let us bless 937 Our Savior bow'd beneath the wave 1125 Our Savior magnified the law 303 Our sins, alas ! how strong they be 12S0 Our souls shall magnify the Lord 157 Our spirits join to adore the Lamb 116S Out of the depths of wo 1060 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 791 0 what a narrow, narrow path 660 O what a sad and doleful night 420 O what rich treasure, all divine 964 O, what shall I do my Savior to praise 933 O Zl^n, afflicted with wave upon wave 192 Peace by his cross hath Jesus made 297 Peace ! 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand 1240 Pensive, doubting, fearful heart 714 People of the living God 1092 Perfect holiness of spirit 1277 Permit me, Lord, to seek thy face 612 Physician of my sin-sick soul 911 Pilgrims we are, and heavenward bound 1002 Pity a helpless sinner, Lord 1156 Pity, 0 Lord, my sinful heart 917 Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair 283 Poor, weak, and worthless, though I am 277 Praise, everlasting praise be paid 462 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow 1397 Praise to the Lord of boundless might 951 Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join 46 Prayer is the saint's sincere desire 910 Precious Bible ! what a treasure 104 Prepare a thankful song 956 Prepare me, gracious God 123S Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet 567 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart 552 Raise your triumphant songs 164 Regard, great God my mournful prayer 879 Rejoice, believer, in the Lord 185 Rejoice, the Lord is King 393 Rejoice, the Savior reigns 410 Rejoice, ye saints, in every state 244 Remember, Lord, our mortal state 1230 Remember us, we pray thee. Lord 914 Repentance is a gift bestow'd 556 Resistless Sovereign of the skies 700 Return to bless my waiting eyes 913 Righteous are the works of God 1039 Righteousness to the believer 300 Rise thee, my soul, fly up and run 1294 Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground 24 Rock of Ages, shelter me 363 Bainta, at your heavenly Father's word 653 792 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Salvation by grace 203 Salvation ! 0 melodious sound 477 Salvation! 0 the joyful sound 471 Salvation ! what a glorious plan 480 Savior divine I we know thy name * 313 Savior of men! and Lord of love 171 Savior, shine, and cheer my soul 895 Savior, thy law we love 1121 Savior, visit thy plantation 909 Say, who is she that looks abroad 859 See Aaron, God's anointed priest 384 See a poor sinner, gracious Lord 639 See ! from the dungeon of the dead 436 See how rude winter's icy hand 1207 See how the willing converts trace 1128 See, Lord, thy willing subjects bow 430 See what a living Stone 371 Self-righteous souls on works rely 491 Servants of God, in joyful lays 4S4 Shall atheists dare insult the cross 12G Shall the vile race of flesh and blood 1219 Shepherds, rejoice ! lift up your eyes 155 Show pity. Lord ; 0 Lord, forgive 563 Should bounteous nature kindly pour 611 Sight, hearing, feeling, taste, and smell 535 Siu euslav'd me many years 550 Sin has a thousand treacherous arta 92 Sin, like a venomous disease 93 Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord 31 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands .161 Sing unto him who lov'd and bled 197 Sin, when view'd b}' scripture light 1095 So did the Hebrew prophet raise 522 So fair a face bedew'd with tears 1172 So let our lips and lives express 1097 Sometimes a light surprises 673 Sons of God by bless'd adoption 1244 Sons of God in tribulation 720 Sons we are, through God's election 226 Sovereign of all the worlds on high 265 Sovereign Ruler of the skies 2:59 Space and duration God doth fill 207 Sprinkled with reconciling blood f)06 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears 795 Submissive to thy will, ray God 61)3 Supported by thy word 531 Sure, there's a righteous God 84 Sweet is the memory of thy grace 38 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. 793 Sweet is the work, my God, my King 815 Sweet was the time when hist I felt 1085 Teach me the measure of my days 1214 Tellrae no more of earthly toys 512 Temptations, trials, doubts and fears 695 Ten thousand talents once I owed 1094 Tluit awful day will surely come 1269 That grace might reign with, &c. 10S2 That man no guard nor weapons needs 702 That was a wonder working word 247 The Almighty reigns, exalted high 743 The billows swell, the winds are high 726 The book of nature open lies 396 The broken bread, the blessed cup 1176 The castle of the human heart 547 Tiie church of God is fair 833 The covenant of free grace 254 The cross of Christ inspires my heart 1174 The day is past and gone 1216 Thee we adore, eternalWord 166 Thee will I love, 0 Lord, my strength 1048 Thee will 1 praise, 0 Lord, my light 666 The evils that beset our path 1301 The Father's free electing grace 245 The glorious gospel of our God 141 The heavens declare thy glory, Lord 102 The God Jehovah reigns 401 The God of our salvation hears 80 The good old way that leads to God 357 The gospel brings tidings to each, &G 146 The great Redeemer we adore 1126 The happy Eunuch when baptized 1116 The head that once was crowned, &c. 965 The hope set before us 577 The ice and snow we lately saw 482 The kine unguided -went 1101 The King of glory sends his Son 159 The King of saints his table spreads 1157 The King of saints, how fair his face 843 The Lamb is exalted, repentance to give 557 The lands that long in darkness lay 372 Thi law by Moses came 117 The law commands and makes us know 109 The law of heavy, hard commands 121 The law, supposing I have all 120 The lion that on Sampson roar'd 730 The Lord appears my helper now 693 794 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES. The Lord declares his will 110 The Loi'd descending from above 129 The Lord how wondrous are his ways 44 The Lord in the day of his anger, did lay, 276 The Lord in Zion reigns 715 The Lord is come, the heavens proclaim 156 The Lord is King upon his throne 343 The Lord is my strength and my song 709 The Lord is on our side 105S The Lord my Shepherd is 3()7 The Lord of glory is my light 837 The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high, 27 The Lord of life his table spreads 1153 The Lord on high proclaims 312 The Lord receives his highest praise 532 The Lord, the Judge, before his throne 1271 The Lord, the sovereign King 55 The Lord will happiness divine 570 The man that's only born of man 279 The mighty frame of glorious grace 426 The moon has but a borrow'd light 397 The new-born child of gospel grace 549 The righteous Lord, supremely great 678 There is a fountain fiU'd with blood 275 There is a Friend that sticketh fast 204 There is a house not made witli hands 1227 There is a land mine eye hath seen 1290 There is a land of pure delight 1224 There is a period known to God 240 There is a place of hallowed peace 1289 There is a world of perfect bliss 1291 There was an hour when Christ rejoic'd 220 The saints Emmanuel's portion are 1191 The saints should never be dismayed 530 The Savior calls his people sheep 319 The Savior ! O what endless charms 348 These glorious minds, how bright, &c. 1282 The sinner that by precious faith 1297 The sinner that truly believes 516 The Son of Man they did betray 432 The sons of earth delight 304 The soul that would to Jesus press 1003 The Spirit breathes upon the word 395 The spirits of the just 1250 The subject preached by zealous Paul 1187 The table now is spread 1154 The true Messiah now appears 178 The wandering star and fleeting wind 1031 A TABLE OP FIRST LINES. 795 The waters stood like walls of brass 1057 The wondering nations have beheld 860 The wondering world enquires to know 592 The voice of my beloved sounds 352 The voice of the Shepherd 383 This God is the God we adore 1196 This is the word of truth and love 128 The world is poor, from shore to shore 1093 Thou art, 0 God, a spirit pure 9 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb 292 Thou fountain of bliss, thy smile I entreat 712 Thou great incarnate God 1147 Though cloudy skies and northern blasts 120S Though justly of wrongs we complain 598 Though straight be the way 759 Though void of all that's good 1041 Thou, Lord, my safety, thou my light 858 Thou lovely source of true delight 615 Thou only sovereign of my heart 1050 Thou very paschal Lamb "333 Thou whom my soul admires above 350 Thrice comfortable hope 241 Through all the downward tracks of time 66"4 Through all the various shifting scenes 67 Through every age, eternal God 1220 Throughout the Savior's life we trace 433 Thus far my God hath led me on 1298 Thus it became the Prince ,of Grace 1117 Thus saith the Holy One, and true 767 Thus saith the Lord to Ephesus 1104 Thus saith the Lord to those who stand 301 Thus saith the Ruler of the skies 427 Thus the great Lord of earth and seas 388 Thus was the great Redeemer plung'd 1118 Thy church, 0 Lord, that's planted here 828 Thy greatness Lord, what thought can reach 959 Thy mansion is the christian's heart 876 Thy mercy, Lord, we praise 945 Tliy mercy, my God, is the theme, &c. 21 TJiy name almighty Lord 409 Tliy names, how infinite they be ! 12 Thy presence, gracious God afford 1183 Thy purchas'd people, gracious Lamb 782 Thy way, O God, is in the sea 999 Thy ways, 0 God, with wise design 65 Thy works of glory, mighty Lord 82 'Till God the sinners heart illume 539 'TUl God the Spirit's rising beam 281 i i 796 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. Time, what an empty vapor 'tis 1212 'Tis a point I long to know 1033 'Ti.s by the faith of joys to come 512 'Tis finished ! so the Savior cried 285 'Tis finished ! the Messiah dies ! 29S 'Tis hard, when we are sick and poor (U)7 'Tis midnight ! and on Olive's brow 431 'Tis mine — the covenant of his grace 253 'Tis Jesus I sing, and salvation by grace 947 'Tis my happiness below 1032 'Tis not as led by custom's voice 1110 'Tis not the law of ten commands 111 'Tis religion that can give 671 'Tis the Bridegroom's voice I hear ! 212 'Tis the gospel's joyful tidings 142 'Tis to his spouse that Jesus speaks 7(51 To Christ the Lord, let every tongue 321 To comprehend and fully prove 12G1 To God my Savior and my King 542 To God, the only wise 794 To him, to him, whose love has wrought 944 To Jesus our exalted Lord 1173 To keep the lamp alive 637 To our Redeemer's glorious name 941 To thee my Shepherd and my Lord 618 To tliee our wants are known 1193 To those who know the Lord, I speak 342 'Tvvas by an order from the Lord 101 'Twas fixed in God's eternal mind 238 'T\vas for our sake, eternal God 421 'Tvvas from thy hand, my God, I came 73 'Twas in the night when troubles came 1083 'Twas not to make Jehovah's love 184 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night 1159 'Twas to redeem his bride from hell 208 'Twas when the sea with horrid roar 799 'I was with an everlasting love 202 'Twixt Jesus and the chosen race 183 Two people came to pray 893 Uncertain how the way to find 1027 Unless the Lord had been my stay 957 Unshaken as the sacred hill 792 Uuto thine altar. Lord 905 Uprising from the darksome tomb 306 Up to the fields where angels lie 982 Up to the Lord that reigns on high 40 A TABLE OP FmST LINES. 707 Vain are the hopes that rebels place Vain are the hopes the sons of men Vital spark of heavenly flame Wait my soul, upon the Lord Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will We are a garden wall'd around Weary of earth, myself, and sin Weary of wandering from my God We bless the Lord, the just, the good We bless the prophet of the Lord Welcome, sweet day of rest Well, the Redeemer's gone We seek a rest beyond the skies We sing the glories of thy love We travel through a barren land We to this place are come to show ■ What cheering words are these Wliat creatures beside are favor'd like What different powers of grace and sin Whate'er to thee, our Lord, belongs AVhat equal honors shall we bring Whatever prompts the soul to pride What hath God wrought ! might Israel What happy men, or angels, these What heavenly man, or lovely God What if we read and understand . What is our God, or what his name What jarring natures dwell within ! What makes mistaken men afraid What mighty man, or mighty God What poor despised company What shall I render to my God What shall the dying sinner do What slavish fears disturb my mind What strange perplexities arise What think ye of Christ, is the test What tongue can fully tell What various ways do men invent Wliat wisdom, majesty and grace When Aaron in the holy place When Abraham's servant, to procure When any turn from Ziou's ways When at a distance. Lord, we trace When Christ to judgment shall descend When darkness long has veil'd my mind When death appears before my sight When first to claim me for his own us, 248 3()2 1254 708 17 591 8S1 573 7(; 377 449 457 588 854 575 1185 200 942 1045 11. ;i 403 (y>5 say 953 1281 11G9 108 4 1077 21() 852 1152 840 127 711 1000 349 1038 555 373 381 1127 1049 976 1272 749 1236 1024 798 A TABLE OF FIRST LINES. When from tlie precepts to the cross lOSffj ^Yhen from the truth professors turn 790 Wlien gathering clouds around I view 803 When God from sins captivity 1059 When God is nigh ray faith is strong 1231 When God reveal'd his gracious name 541 When Hannah, press'd with grief 731 When I can read my title clear 991 When in the clouds with colors fair 259 When Israel, by divine command 818 When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand, 1099 When Israel heard the fiery law 1100 When Israel's grieving tribes complain'.d 294 When Israel's tribes were parched, &c. 1175 When Israel was from Egypt freed 1102 When I 8ur\pey the wondrous cross 1163 When 1 the holy grave survey 451 When I with pleasing wonder stand 74 When Jesus' gracious hand 1070 When Jesus, with his matchless love 699 When Jesus would his grace proclaim 470 When Joseph his brethren beheld 1078 When languor and disease invade 1247 When legal hopes my mind possessed 1073 When man grows bold in sin 52 When marshall'd on the nightly plains 1087 When Mercy's building to complete 479 When Noah, with his favor'd few 787 When on the cross my Lord I see 434 When our first head and natural root 94 When overwhelm'd with doubts and fears 318 When overwhelm'd with grief 983 When Peter, through the tedious night 144 When saint to saint, in days of old 831 When shall all my sorrows end 1034 When shall thy lovely face be seen 1275 Wlien shall we all meet again 824 When sins and fears prevailing rise 334 When storms and tempests loudly howl 729 When strangers stand and hear me tell 593 When the Eternal bows the skies 472 When the poor prisoner, through, &c. 1004 When the sun, with clieerful beams 735 When thou, my righteous Judge, &c. 1265 When through the desert vast 1155 When to his Father's fond embrace 1081 When we baptize and see the mode 1144 When Zion's sons, great God, appear 1188 A TABLE OF FIRST LI>rES. 799 ^Vliere rrom thy Spirit shall I stretch 61 Where must a Aveary sinner go 809 , "UHiere must a sinner fly 10G2 Wliere sliall we go to seek and find 842 Wherewith, 0 Lord, shall I draw near 475 Wherewith shall we approach the Lord 878 Whi e in the vale of vision dead 139 While my Redeemer's near B39 While on the verge of life I stand 1237 While Shepherils watch'd their flocks, &c. 175 While sorrows encompass me round 1251 Whilst thee I seek protecting po\Ver 931 While with ceaseless course the sun 1206 Who but the soul that's led to know 303 Who is the trembling sinner, who 744 Who is this fair one in distress 742 Who shall condemn to endless flames 2.^3 Who shall the Lord's elect condemn 224 Who will arise and plead my right 723 Why does your face, ye humble souls 252 Why do we mourn departing friends 1223 Why flow these torrents of distress 1239 Why is my heart so far from thee 1015 Why mourning souls, why flow, &c. 1083 Why, 0 mv soul, art thou dismay'd 812 AVhy, 0 my soul, why weepest thou 569 Why should a living man complain 1018 Why should a son redeemed with blood 1053 Why should my fears so far prevail 511 Why should our mourning thoughts, &c. 1259 Why should the children of a King 500 Why should this earth delight us so 1209 Why should the saints be fill'd with dread 186 Why should we shrink at death's, &c. 1245 Why should we start and fear to die 1225 Why sinks my weak desponding mind 583 Why thus cast down my soul 721 Wide is the gate of death 1009 With all my powers of heart and tongue 949 With all the heavenly host 1304 With cheerful voice I sing 360 With Christ, in God, our life is hid 785 With David's Lord, and ours 255 With earnest longings of the mind 646 With eyes of faith and wings of love 623 With heavenly power, 0 Lord defend 870 With Israel's God, who can compare 1189 With joy let each afflicted saint 728 bOO JL TABLE OF FIRST LINES. With joy we meditate the grace 374 With melting heart and weeping eyes 554 With my whole heart I'll raise ray song 1270 Withont dispute 'twixt bond or free 145 With pleasure we behold 1J07 With Satan, my accuser, near 544 With transport, Lord, thy saints proclaim 1299 With what delight faith lifts her eyes 1300 Would you behold the works of God 81 Ye angels round the throne 1308 Ye children of God, by faith in his Son 464 Ye christians hear the joyful news 1260 Ye glittering toys of earth adieu 337 Ye humble saints proclaim abroad 5 Ye humble souls approach your God 18 Ye humble souls complain no more 680 Ye humble souls rejoice 635 Ye islands of the northern sea 162 Ye little flock whom Jesus feeds 525 Ye pilgrims of Zion and chosen of God 784 Ye prisoners of hope, o'erwhelmed, &c. 340 Ye rausom'd sons of Adam's race 262 Ye saints, proclaim abroad 963 Ye servants of the almighty King 33 Ye servants of your God, his fame 13 Yes, I shall soon be landed l276 Ye slaves of sin, redeem'd with blood 282 Yes, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign 411 Yes, since God himself hath said it 703 Ye sons of men, with joy record 64 Ye souls that are weak, and helpless, &c. 399 Ye tempted souls reflect 1011 Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears 584 Ye tribes of Adam join 57 Ye Avorlds of light that roll so near 320 Yonder amazing sight I see 429 You must not think the question odd 369 Your harps, ye trembling saints 752 Zaccheus climb'd a tree 548 Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame 690 Zion's a city God has bless'd 832 Zion said, My Lord is gone ! 725 Uf ^^^' 7^ •/^z:'*--^ */^^ 7i^^^^^ /^^