\ F-46.103 j i8^^ * ^jp. A Q . >• Z BE (0 < z k. z i Id H u >■ a < K ID Q J s I >• U. >- < 0) < n < ■ 5 J u X E LI a u X oa J -i u 1- 2 P < bl u X X K u. D O 1- Z u. 0) 5 J > u bi a PRINCET pm«!oii SCB Sectlo. ^ 3 '' i anrasrs COMPOS ON VARIOUS SUBJ] B Y J. H A R T« O sing unto the Lord a new song ; for he hath done mar- velous things : His right hand, aid his holy arm hath gotten him the victor} 7 . Psalms xcviii Y, OOOOOOG FOURTH EDITION. rfivised and corrected. ooooooo BRUNSWICK, (Me.) PRINTED AND FOR SALE BY GRIFFIN £ WEED. 1322, PREFACE. TO THE FIRST EDITION. The following Hymns were composed partly from several passages of scripture laid on my heart, or opened to my understanding,from time to time, by the Spirit of God, or else hinted to me by other Christians; (of which latter there are indeed but very few) partly from im- pressions felt under different frames of spirit at the times when they were respectively written; and partly from spontaneous impulses,or reflec- tions on such subjects as accidentaly occurred to my mind. There are also passages interspersed here and there, that were written many years ago on various occasions, and now thought wor- thy, after a long suppression, of being revived and brought to light ; but these likewise are very few. They were begun almost two years ago; but have been greatly impeded ,and often interrup- ted by disorder and darkness of soul, afflictions and temptations of various kinds, & other hin- drances,they are published not only in the same order, but almost in the same manner in which they were first written : For though they have jy PREFACE* since undergone? a cursory revisal, and have been lightly retouched, the alterations I have made in them are neither very numerous nor material. I desire wholly to submit them, with myself to the all-wise disposal of that God, the enliv- ening influences of whose Spirit I often felt while they were composing. All I would hum- bly wish is, that Jesus of A r azareth, the migh- ty God, the friend of sinners, would be pleas- ed to make them, in some measure, (weak and mean as they are) instrumental in setting forth his glory, propagating and enforcing the truths of his gospel, cheering the hearts of his peo- ple, and exalting his inestimable righteousness, upon which alone the unworthy author desires to rest the whole of his salvation. Though the rich displays of God's free, sover- eign grace, and electing love to.me, the chief of sinners may be seen, by an enlightened eye, in several parts of the compositions ; and though one of them in particular ( No XXV II. p. 36, entitled The Author's own Confession} be writ- ten professedly with that view ; I shall never- theless lay hold on the present occasion to make my public acknowledgment of God's un- merited mercy to me, by giving a brief & sum- PREFACE. mary account of the great things he hath done for my soul 5 I say, a brief fy summary account; for a minute and circumstantial detail of them would more than fill an ample volume. I beseech Almighty God to make if. useful to his children, in making them see by it the riches of his free grace to the worst of men; for which intent it was written, And let those who may be tempted thereby to tempt God, or to backslide, in hopes of be- ing so miraculously reclaimed, consider that the repentance to salvation given to me may not be given to them. I charge them there- fore, in the name of God, to beware of any such diabolical delusion; for they who say, let us sin that grace may abound, their damntion is just. — And the damnation which men in- cur by a presumptuous, wilful abuse and con-* tempt of the gospel, is worse than that of Sodom and Gomorrah t For our God is a consuming fire. i* PRESAGE. AS I had the happiness of being born of be- lieving parents, I imbibed the sound doctrines ot the gospel from my infancy ; nor was 1 with- out touches of heart, checks of conscience, and melting- of affections by the secret strivings of God's Spirit with me while very young: But me impressions weje not deep, nor the influ- ences lasting, being frequently defaced and quenched by the vanities and vices of child- hood and youth. About the twenty-first year of my age, I be- gan to be under great anxiety concerning my soul. — The 9pifit of bondage distressed me sore; though I endeavored (as 1 believe most under legal convictions do) to commend myself to God's favor, by amendment of life, virtuous re- solution!, moral rectitude, and a strict attend- ance on religious ordinances. I strove to suq- PREFACEo VI due my flesh by lasting and other rigorous acts of penance and mortification ; and when- ever I was captivated by its lusts (which indeed was often the case) I endeavored to reconcile myself again to God by sorrow for my faults : which, if attended with tears, I hoped would pass as current coin with heaven; and then 1 judged myself whole again, and to stand on equal terms with my foes, till the next fall ; which generally succeeded in a short time. In this uneasy, restless round of sinning and repenting, working and reading, I went on for above seven years; when a great domestic affliction befalling m«>, (in which I was a mod- erate sufferer,but a monstrous sinner,) I began to sink deeper and deeper into conviction of my nature's evil, the deceitfulness and hard- ness of my heart, the wickedness of my life, the shaltownes-i of my Christianity, and the blindness of my devotion. I saw that I was in a dangerous state, and that I must have a bet- ter religion than I had yet experienced, before I could with any propriety, call myself a Christian. How did I now long to feel the merits of Christ applied to my soul by the Ho- ly Spirit ! How often did J make my strongest effort to call God my God! — But, alas! I cOnld no more do this, than I could raise the dead. I found now, by woful experience, that faith was not in my power and the question with me now was, not, whether I would be VHl PREFACE. a Christian or not, bat, whether I might ; not. whether I should repent and believe, but, whether God would give me true repentance and a living faith. After some weeks passed in this gloomy, dreadful state, the Lord was pleased to com- fort me a little, by enabling me to appropriate, in some measure, the merits of the Saviour to my own soul. — This comfort increased for some time ; and my understanding was also wonderfully illuminated in reading the holy scriptures; so that I could see Christ in many passages, where before I little imagined to find him ; and was encouraged to hope I had an in- terest in his merits, and the benefits b}' him procured to his people. In this blessed state my 'continuance was but -hort — for, rushing impetuously into notions beyond my experience, I hasted to make my- self a Christian by mere doctrine, adopting other men's opinions before I had tried them, and $i2t up for a great light in religion, disre- garding the internal work of grace begun in ml by the Holy Ghost. This liberty, as- sumed by myself, and not given by Christ, soon grew to libertanism, in which I took large progressive strides, and advanced to a dreadful height, both in principle and practice. In a word, I ran such dangerous lengths both ofcar- PREFACE. IX nal and spiritual wickedness, that I even out- went professed infidels, and shocked the irre- ligious and profane with my horrid blasphemies and impieties. Hardness of heart was, with me, a sign of good confidence carelessness went for trust, empty notions for great faith, a seared conscience for assurance of faith, and rash presumption for Christian courage. My actions were, in a great measure, con- formable to my notions. For having (as [ im- agined) obtained by Christ a liberty of sinning, I was resolved to make use of it, and thought the more I could sin without remorse, the greater hero I was in faith. A tender con- science I deemed weakness ; prayer I left for novices and bigots ; and a broken and contrite heart was a thing too low and legal for me to approve, much more to desire. Not to dwell on particulars, I shall only say (what, tho' shocking to hear, is too true !) that 1 commit- ted all uncleanness with greediness. In this abominable state 1 continued, a loose backslider, an audacious apostate, a. bold-faced rebel, for nine or ten years, not only commit- ting acts of lewdness myself, but infectin goth j ers with the poison of my delusions. 1 pub- lished several pieces on different subjects, chiefly translations of the ancient heathens, to which I prefixed prefaces, and subjoined notes X PREFACE. of a pernicious tendency, and indulged a free- dom of thought far unbecoming a Christian. But God, who is rich in mercy, and whose grace is like himself, almighty, did not alto- gether give me up to hardness and impenitence. I felt, from time to time, meltings of heart and inward compunction ; and had a sacred hope at the bottom, (which often rose above my gross corruptions) that I should not alwa} r s go on in this abandoned manner, and run as rep- robate to final perdition. About seven or ejght years ago, I began by degrees to reform a little, and to live in a more sober and orderly manner. And now as I retained the form of sound words, and held the doctrines of free-grace, justification by faith and other orthodox tenets, I was tolerably con- fident of the goodness oi'my state, especially as I could now also add that other requisite, a moral behaviour. — Surely thought I, though { have been so profligate and profane, yet as I am now reclaimed, and am not only sound in principles, but sober and honest in practice, L •atmot but be in the right way to the favor of God. For several years I went on in this easy, cool, smooth, and indolent manner.with a luke- warm, insipid kind of religion, yet not without some secret whispers of God's love, and visita« tjoijs of his grape, and now and then warm ad- PREFACE. Xt dresses to him in private pi tyer. But, alas 1 all this while my heart was who!* ; the foun- tains of the great deeps of my si&i'i 1 nature were not broken up. I was, therefore, con- scious that the written ?void of God was a- gainst me, especially those parts of it, that represent the children of God as a poor, af- flicted, mourning, broken-hearted people ; of which character I knew myself to be an entire stranger. My fears, that I was not a child of God, became at length very distressing, which were attended with great infirmity of body. One morning I was waken with intolerable pain,as if balls of fire were burning my reins. Amidst this excruciating torture,which lasted near an hour, one of the first things I thought on was, the pier- ced side of Jesus, and what pain of body, as well as soul, he underwent. Soon after tiiis trial I was seized in the evening with a cold shiver- ing, which I thought to be the hand of death, and feared that 1 should soon be in everlasting burnings. In this condition I went to my bed, but dared not close my eyes, even when nature was overcharged, lest I should awake in hell. While these horrors remained, I used to run backwards and forwards to places of religious worship, especially to the tabernacle in Moor- Xll PREFACE. field and the chapel in Tottenham court : wfeere I received some comfort, which, though little, was then highly prized, because greatly need- ed. But in general almost every thing served to condemn me, to make me rue my own back- slidings, and envy those children of God, who had continued to walk honestly ever since their first conversion. Notions of religion' I wanted no man to teach me ; I had doctrine enough, hut found by woful experience, that, dry doc- trine, though ever so sound, will not sustain the soul in the day of trial. In this almost hopeless state I continued until 1757, when I happened to go in the afternoon to the Moravian chapel in Fetter-Lane, where 1 had been several times before, The min- ister preached on these words ; Because thou hast kept the word of my patience, I also will keep thee from the hour of temptation* which skill come apon all the world to try (hem that dwell upon the earth. Rev.iii. 10. Though the text, and most of what was said on it, seemed to make greatly against me, yet I listened with much attention, and felt myself deeply impressed by it. When it was over, I thought of hastening to Tottenham Court chapel; but presently altering my mind, returned to my own house. I was hardly got, home when I felt myself PREFACE. Xlll melting away into a strange softness of affec- tion, which made me fling myself on my knees before God, — My horrors were immediately dispelled, and such light and comfort flowed into my heart, as no word can paint. The Lord, by his Spirit of love, came not in a vis- ionary manner into my brain, but with such divine power and energy into my soul, that I was lost in blissful amazement. 1 cried out, "What me, Lord? 1 ' His Spirit answered in me. Yes, thee, I objected. u Hut I have been so unspeakably vile and wicked. " — The answer was; I pardon thee fully and freely. Thy own goodness (for I had now set about a thorough amendment, if peradventure I might be 6pared, X cannot save thee, nor shall thy wick- edness damn thee. I undertake to work all thy works in thee and for thee, and to bring thee safely through. The alteration I then felt in my soul was sudden and palpable as that which is experienced by a person staggering,and almost sinking under a burden, when it is immediately taken from his shoulders. Tears ran in streams from my eyes for a considerable while, and 1 was swallowed up in joy and thankfulness. I threw my soul willingly into my Saviour's llands ; lay weeping at his feet, wholly /resigned to his will, and only begging tfiat I might, if he was graciously pleased XIV PRE PACK. to pennt it, be of some service to his church and people* Thenceforth I enjoyed great peace cf mind, and had such clear and frequent manifestations of his love to me, that I longed for no other heaven. My horrors were banished, and have not, I think,returned since with equal violence. And though I can see little signs, as yet, of his granting my request concerning usefulness;* though I am very barren of good, and lull of evil ; though I have many sore trials and t emp- tations in my soul ; yet it pleases the Lord t o re- veal himself in me, to open the mysteries o f his cross, and give me to trust in his precious blood. Not long after this my — shall I call ifre-< -di- version 1 ! f was terribly infested with thought ^Jso monstrously obscene aud blasphemous, ti lat they cannot be spoken, nor so much as hint< *d, and, I believe, such as hardly ever enter ed into the heart of any other man; though laii sensible that most of God's children are som e- times attacked in like manner: But mine we re foul and black beyond example, and seemed Hfi> be the master pieces of hell. They haunted m « some months; and used to make me weep bi fc- terly, and cry earnestly to God to remov ft * This was written before the authors's preparation for i the gospel ministry. PREFACE* XV tuem, which at last he was pleased to do, in a great measure; (hough the}' would often be re- turning still, like, intruding visitants, but are not permitted to come with much power. In short, I feel myself now as poor, and weak, as helpless and dependent as ever; but now my weakness is my greatest strength 5 I now re- joice, though I rejoice with trembling. I soon began to be visited by God's Spirit in a different manner from whatever I had felt before. I had constant communion with him in prayer.-His sufferings, his wounds, his agonies of soul, were imprest upon me in an amazing manner. I now believed my name was sculp- tured deep in the Lord Jesus' breast, with characters never to be erased. I saw him with the eye of faith, stooping under the load of my sins ; groaning and groveling in Geth- semane for me. The incarnate God was more and more revealed to me ; and I had far oth- er notions of his sufferings then I had enter- tained before. Now I saw that the grief of Christ was the grief of my Maker; that his wounds were the wounds of the Almighty God ; and the least drop of his blood now appeared to me more valuable than ten thousands of worlds. As I had before thought his sufferings too little* they now appeared to me to be ioo it: and I often cried out. in transports of XVI PREFACE. blissful] astonishment, "Lord, 'tis too much, 'tis too much ; surely my soul was not worth so great a price." I had also such a spirit of sympathetic love to the Lord Jesus given me, that after I had left off to sorrow for myself, for some months I grieved and mourned bitterly for him. 1 looked on him whom I had pierc- ed and felt such sharp compunction, mixt at the same time with so much compassion, that the pain and pleasure I experienced, are much better felt than exprest. But Christ and he crucified, is now the on- ly thing I desire to know. In that incarnate mystery are contained all the rich treas- ures of divine Wisdom. This is the mark to- wards which 1 am still pressing forward. This is the cup of salvation, of which I wish to drink deeper and deeper. This is the knowlege, in which I long to grow; and desire at the same time a daily increase in all true grace and godliness. All duties, means, ordinances, &c. are to me then only rich, when they are en- riched with the blood of the Lamb ; in compar- ison of which, all things else are but chaff anqi husks. Pharisaic Zeal, and Antimonian Security, are the two engines of Satan, with which he grinds the church in all ages, as betwixt the u operand the nether millstone. The space PREFACE. XV ii between them is much narrower and harder to find than most men imagine. It is a path which the vulture's eye hath not seen ; and none can shew it us but the Holy Ghost. Here, Jet no one'trust the directions of his own heart, or of any other man ; lest by being- warned to shun the one, he be dashed against the other. The distinction is too fine for us to discern : therefore, let the christian ask direction of his God. These two hideous monsters continual- ly worry and perplex my soul : Tv or is the Jbrmer^ though appearing in a holier shape, one less, but (if possible) more odious to me than the latter. Therefore, from the won- derful dealings of God towards me, 1 endeav- or to draw the following observations. On the one hand, T would observe ; That it is not of him that willeth, nor of him that run- neih. but of God which sheweth mercy — That none can make a Christian, but he that made the world. That it is the glory of God to bring good from evil — That, whom he ioveth, be Ioveth unto the end — That, though all men seek, more or less, to recommend themselves to God's favor by their works, yet, to him that •worketh not, but believeih on Him that justifieth the ungodly, his faith is counted for righteous- ness — That the blood of the Redeemer, applied, to the son! by his Spirit, is the one thing need- tfviii pkei\aCe. fjil — That prayer is the task and labor of a Pharisee; but the privilege and delight of a Christian — That God grants not the request of his people, because they pray; but they pray, because he designs to answer their petitions — That self-righteousness, and legal holiness, rather keep the soul from than draw it to Christ—That they who seek salvation by them, pursue shadows, mistake the great end of the law, and err from the wcty, the truth and the life — That God's design is to glorify his Son alone, and to debase the excellency of every creature — That no righteousness besides the the righteousness of Jesus, (that is, the right- eousness of God) is of any avail towards ac- ceptance — That to be a moral man, a zealous man, a devoot man, is very short of being a Christian — That the eye of faith looks more to the hlood of Jesus, than to the soul's victo- ry over corruptions — That the dealings of God with his people though similar in the general, are nevertheless so various, that there is no chalking out the path of one child of God by those of another ; no laying down regular plans of christian conversion, christian ex- perience, christian usefulness, or christian con- versation — That the will of God is the only standard of right and good — That the sprink- ling of the blood of a crucified Saviour on the PREFACE. XiZ conscience, by the Holy Ghost sanctifies a man; without which the most abstemious life, and rigorous discipline, is unholy — Lastly, That faith and holiness, with every other blessing*, are the purchase of the Redeemer's blood ; and that he has a right to bestow them on whom he will, in such a manner and in such a measure, as he thinks best ; though the spir- it in all men lusteth to envy. On the other hand, 1 would observe : that it is not so easy to be a Christian as some men seem to think — That for a living soul really to trust in Christ alone, when he sees nothing in himself but evil and sin, is an act as super- natural as for Peter to walk the sea — That, mere doctrine, though ever so sound, will not alter the heart; consequently, that to turn from one set of tenets to another, is not Chris- tian conversion — That as much as Lazarus coming out of his grave and feeling himself restored to life, differed from those who only saw the miracle, or believed the fact when told them ; so great is the difference between a soul's really corning out of himself, and having the righteousness of Christ imputed to him by the preciousj'faith of God's elect,& a man's bare believing the doctrine of imputed righteous- ness, because he sees it contained in scripture, or assenting to the 'truth of it when proposed XX PREFACE. to his understanding by others — That a whole- hearted disciple can have but little commun- ion with a broken-hearted Lord — That if any man have not the Spirit of Christ he is none of his — That a prayerless spirit, is not the spirit of Christ ; but that prayer to a Christian, is as necessary and as natural as food to a natural man — That the usual way of going to heaven, is through great tribulation — That the sipner which is drawn to Christ, is not he that has learnt that he is o sinner by head-knowledge, but that feels himself such by heart contrition -That he that believeth, hath an unction fron> the Holy One — That a true Christian is as vi- tally united to Christ,'as my hand or foot to my body; consequently suffers and rejoices with him — That a believer talks and convers- es with God — That a dead faith can no more cherish the soul, than a dead corpse can per- form the functions of life — That where there- is true faith, there will be obedience and the fear of God-That he that lives by the faith of the Son of God, eateth his flesh and drink- etfa his blood — That he that hath the Soji, haik life ; and he that hath not the Son of God, hath not life — That many imagine- themselves great believers, who have little or no true faith at all ; and many, who deem themselves void of faith, cleave to Christ by jtie faith of the op* 1 PREFACE. XX i ration of God — That faith, like gold, must be tried in the fire, before it can be depended on — Lastly, that Christians are sealed by the Holy Ghost to the day of redemption : and to this seal they trust their eternal welfare, not to naked knowledge, or speculative notions, though ever so deep. They dread to dream they are rich, whea they are blind and poor,- to have a name to live*, and yet be dead ; or to be forced to fly for precarious refuge to the conjectural scheme of universal salvation, with those who hope to be saved, because they think there will be none lost. For myown part,I confess myself a sinner still : and though I am not much tempted to outward gross acts of iniquity, yet inward corruptions & spiritual wickedness, continually harrass and perplex my soul, and often make me cry out, O wretched man that I am ; who shall deliver me from the body of this death ! — From me they are not yet removed; though I once hoped, with many others, that 1 should soon get rid of them. All I can do is to look to Jesus through them all ; cling fast to his wounded side ; long to be clothed with his righteousness ; pray him to plead my cause against these spiritual ene mies that rise up against me ; and, though I feel myself leprous from head to foot, believe that I amclean through the word which he h:itb XX11 PREFACE. spoken unto me. In short, I rejoice, not be- cause the spirits are always subject to me, (for alas ! I find they are often too strong- for me to control,) but because my name is witten in heaven. I am daily more and more convinced, that the promises o.f God to his people, are absolute; and desire to build my hopes on the free elect- ing love of God m Christ Jesus to my soul, be- fore the world began ; which, I can experi- mentally and feelingly say, hath delivered me from the lowest hell. He hath plucked me as a brand out of the fire. Though my ways were dreadfully dangerous to the last degree, his eye was all along upon me ior good. He hath excited me to love much, by forgiving me much. He hath shewed me, and still daily shows me the abominable deceit, lust, enmity, and pride of my heart, and the inconceivable depths of his mercy; how far I was fallen, and how much it cost him of sweat and blood to bring me up. — He hath proved himself stronger than I and his goodness superior to all my un worthiness. He gives me to knozv and to feel too, that without him I can do nothing. Though an enemy.he calls me his friend; though a traitor, his child ; though a beggared prodi- gal, he clothes me with the best robe, and lias put a ring of endless love and mercy on my hand. And though I am often sorely distre> r PREFACE. XX1U by spiritual internal foes, afflicted, tormented, and bowed down almost to death, with the sense of my own present barrenness, ingrati- tude, and proneness to evil ; he secretly shews me his bleeding wounds ; but softly and pow- erfully, whispers to my soul, "I am thy great salvation."" His free distinguishing grace is the bottom on which is iixt the rest of my poor, weary, tempted soul. On this I ground my hope, of- tentimes when unsupported by any other evi- dence, save only by the spirit of adoption re- ceived from him. He hath chosen me out from everlasting, in whom to make known the in- exhaustible riches of his free grace and long- suffering. Though I am a stranger to others, and a wonder to myself; yet I know him, or rather am known of him. Though poor in myself, I am rich enough in him. When my dry, empty, barren soul is parched with thirst, be kindly bids me come to him and drink my fill at the fountain-head. In a word, he em- powers me to say, with experimental evidence, &here sin abounded, grace did much more abound Amen and Amen. Jpril 1,759. XX11 PREFACE. spoken unto me. In short, I rejoice, not be- cause the spirits arc always subject to me, (for alas ! I find .they are often too strong- for me to control,) but because rr.y name is witten in heaven. I am dairy more and more convinced, that the promises of God to his people, are absolute; and desire to build my hopes on the free elect- ing love of God m Christ Jesus to my soul, be- fore the world began ; which, I can experi- mentally and feelingly say, hath delivered me from the lowest hell. He hath plucked me as a brand out of the fire. Though my ways were dreadfully dangerous to the last degree, his eye was all along upon me lor good. He hath excited me to love much, by forgiving me much. He hath shewed me, and still daily shows me the abominable deceit, lust, enmity, and pride of my heart, and the inconceivable depths of his mercy; how far I was fallen, and how much it cost him of sweat and blood to bring me up. — He hath proved himself stronger than I and his goodness superior to all my un worthiness. He gives me to know and to feel too, that without him I can do nothing. Though an enemy.he calls me his friend; though a traitor, his child ; though a beggared prodi- gal, he clothes me with the best robe, and has put a ring of endless love and mercy on my hand. And though I am often sorely distress PREFACE. XX 111 by spiritual internal foes, afflicted, tormented, and bowed down almost to death, with the sense of my own present barrenness, ingrati- tude, and proneness to evil ; he secretly shews me his bleeding wounds ; but softly and pow- erfully, whispers to my soul, "I am thy great salvation. 1 ' His free distinguishing grace is the bottom on which is iixt the rest of my poor, weary, tempted soul. On this I ground my hope, of- tentimes when unsupported by any other evi- dence, save only by the spirit of adoption re- ceived from him. He hath chosen me out from everlasting, in whom to make known the in- exhaustible riches of his free grace and long- suffering. Though I am a stranger to others, and a wonder to myself; yet I know him, or rather am known of him. Though poor in myself, I am rich enough in him. When my dry, empty, barren soul is parched with thirst, be kindly bids me come to him and drink my fill at the fountain-head. In a word, he em- powers me to say, with experimental evidence, where sin abounded, grace did much more abound Amen and Amen. April 1759. HYMNS. — 000— :,! . ' HYMN 1. L. M. On the Passion. 1 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. 2 Gethsemane, the Olive Press ! (And why so call'd, let Christians guess.) Fit name ! fit placet where vengeance strove And grip'd and grappled hard with love. 3 Twas here the Lord of life appear'd, And sigh'd and groan'd, and pray d, and fear'd ; Bore all incarnate God could bear, With strength enough ; and none to spare. 4 The power of hell united press'd, And squeez'd his heart, and bruis'dhis breast. What dreadful conflicts rag'd within, When sweat-and blood forc'd thro' the skin ! | o Dispatch'd from heaven an angel stood, Amaz'd to find him bath'd in blood f Ador'd by angels and obey'd But lower now than angels made. 3 2 HYMN l. 6 He stood to strengthen, not to fight, Justice exacts its utmost mite. This victim, vengeance will pursue : He undertook, and must go through. 7 Three favor'd 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. 8 Backwards and forwards thrice he ran, As if he sought some help from man ; Or wish'd, at least, they would condole ('Twas all they could) his tortur'd soul. 9 Whate'er he sought for, there was none^ Our Captain fought the 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'd the scene, And wonder'd yet what all could mean. 11 O Mount of Olives, sacred grove ! O garden, scene of tragic love ! What bitter herbs thy beds produce ! How rank their scent! how harsh their juice ! HYMN I. S 12 Rare virtues now these herbs contain; The Saviour suck'd out all their bane. My mouth with these if conscience cram p I'll eat them tvith the Pascal Lamb. 13 O Kedron, gloomy brook, how foul, Thy black polluted waters roll ! No tongue can tell (but some can taste) The filth that into thee was cast. 14 In Eden's garden there was food Of every kind for man, while good; But banish'd thence, we fly to thee, O garden of Gethsemane. Part 2. 1 And why dear Saviour, tell me why, Thou thus wouldst suffer, bleed, and die? What mighty motive could thee move? The motive's plain, 'twas all for love. 2 For love ©f 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 3 And bid his head to shun the sight. 4 HYMN 1. 4 Then stood the wretch of human race, And rais'd his head, and shew'd his faoe ; Gaz'd unconcem'd when nature fail'd, And scoff'd, and sneer'd, and curs'd, and rail'd. 5 Harder than rocfcs and mountains are, More dull than dirt and earth by far. Man viewM unmov'd thy blood's rich stream. Nor ever dream'd it flow'd for him, v Such was that race of sinful men, That gainM 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 lash'd him when his hands were bound; * But thorns, and knotted whips, and bands^ By us were furnish'd to their hands. • They nail'd him to the accursed tree. They did, my brethren, so did we. The soldier pierc'd his side, 'tis true, 1 But we hare pierc'd him through and through. 9 O love, of unexampled kind ! That leavoe all thought so far behind: HYMN 2. Where length, and breadth, and depth, and height, Are lost to my astonish'd sight, 10 For love of me the Son of God Drain'd every drop of vital blood J Long time 1 after idols ran ; But now my God's a martyr'd man. HYMN 2. L. M. Unseitledness. 1 LORD, what a riddle is my soul ! 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 shew, 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. 3* 6 HYMN 3. TorturM with bliss, I cry, "Remove "That killing sight ; I die with love." 5 My dear Redeemer, purge this dross, Teach me to hug and love the cross. Teach me thy chastening to sustain. Discern the love, and bear the pain. 6 Nor spare to make me clearly see Thje sorrows thou hast felt for me ; If death must follow, I comply : Let me be sick with love and die. HYMN 3. CM. The doubling Christian. 1 If unbelief's that sin accurst, 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 every breath, Pretend to live the life divine ; Or fight the fight of faith \ HYMN 3. 3 Conscience accuses from within ? And others from without ; I feel my soul the sink of sin And this produces doubt. [ When thousand sins of various dyes, Corruptions dark and foul, Daily within my bosom rise, And blackened all my soul. I groan, and grieve, and cry, and calL On Jesus for relief, But that delay'd, to doubting fall, Of all my sins the chief. Such dire disorders vex my soul, That ill engenders ill = And when my heart I feel so foul, I make it fouler still. In this distress, the course 1 take Is, still to call and pray; And wait the time, when Christ shall speak, And drive my foes away. For that blest hour I sigh and pant, With wishes warm and strong .- But dearest Lord, lest these should faint, Oh ! do not tarry long. S HYMN 4. HYMN 4. S. M. To the Holy Ghost. 1 Come, Hoi}' Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams arise ; Dispel the darkness from our minds^ And open all our eyes. 2 Cheer up desponding hearts, Thou heav'nly Paraclete; Give us to lie with humble hope At our Redeemers feet. 3 Revive our drooping faith, Our doubts and fears remove i And kindle in our breast the flames Of never-dying love. 5 Convince us of our sin, Then lead to Jesu's blood, And to our wond'ring view reveal The secret love of God. 5 Shew us that loving man, That rules the courts of bliss : The Lord of Hosts, the mighty God, Th' eternal Prince of Peace. 6 'Til thine to cleanse the heart, To sanctify the soul, HYMN 5. 9 To pour fresh life on every part. And new create the whole. 7 If thou, celestial dove, Thine influence withdraw, What easy victims soon we fall, To conscience, wrath, and law ! 8 No longer burns our love ; Our faith and patience fail ; Our sin revives; and death and hell, Our feeble souls assail. 9 Dwell therefore in our hearts ; Our minds from bondage free; Then shall we know, and praise, and love . The Father, Son, and Thee. HYMN 5. C. M. The same. 1 Blest Spirit of truth, eternal God, Thou meek and lowly dove, Who fill'st the soul, thro' Jesu's bloody With faith, and hope, and love : 2 Who comfortest the heavy heart, By sin and sorrow prest ; Who to the dead canst life impart, And to the wearv, rest. 10 HtMN $ 4 3 Thy sweet communion charms the soul, And gives true peace and joy, Which Satan's power cannot control, $$ov all his wiles destroy. 4 Come from the blissful realms above, Our longing breasts inspire, With thy soft flames of heavenly love, And fan the sacred fire. 8 Let no false comfort lift us up, To confidence that's vain : Nor let their faith and courage droop, For whom the Lamb was slain. 6 Breathe comfort, where distress abounds, Make the whole conscience clean; And heal with balm from Jesus' wounds, The festering sores of sin. f Vanquish our lusts, our pride remove ; Takeout the heart of stone. Shew us the Father's boundless love, And merits of the Son. 8 The Father for the Son to die, The willing Son obey'd ; The witness thou, to ratify The purchase Christ has made. HYMN 6. 11 HYMN 6. C. M. Christ very God and Man. 1 A Man there is, a real Man, With Wounds still gaping wide, (From which,rich streams of blood once ran) In hands, and feet, and side. ■2 (Tis no wild fancy of our brains, No metaphor we speak . The same dear Man in Heav'n now reigns, That suffered for our sake.) 3 This woRderous Man of whom we tell, Is true Almighty God. He brought our souls from Death and Hell The price, his own heart's blood. 4 That human heart he still retains. Though throned in highest bliss ; And feels each tempted member's pains For our affliction's his. 5 Come then, repenting sinner, come ; Approach with humble faith = Owe what thou wilt, the total sum Is cancelled by his death. 6- His Blood can cleanse the blackest soul And wash our guilt awa^y 12 HYMN 7. He shall present us sound and whole In that tremendous day. HYMN 7. C. M. Salvation by Christ alone. 1 How canye hope, deluded souls, To see, what none e'er saw, Salvation by the works obtained Of Sinai's fiery law ? 2 There ye may toil, and weep, and fasti And vex your heart with pain ; And when ye're ended, find at last That all your toil was vain. 3 That Law but makes your guilt abound, Sad help ! and (^what is worse) All souls, that under that are found, By God bimselfare curst. 4 This cm se pertains to those who break One precept e'er so small. And wheie's the man, in thought or deed. That has not broken all ? 5 Fly then, awakened sinners, fly, Your case admits no stay ; HYMN 9. 13 The fountain's open'd now for «in, Come, wash your guilt away. 6 See how from Jesus' wounded side The water flows, and blood! If you but touch that purple tide, You make your peace with God. f Only by*faith in Jesus' wounds The sinner gets release : No other sacrifice for sin Will God accept but this. HYMN 9. C. M. Of Sancti-fiction. .1 The Holy Ghost in Scripture s.aith Expressly in one part, ^Speaking by Peter's mouth)* By faith " God purines the heart.'' 2P Now what in holy writ he says. In part, or through the whole. The self-same truths, by various" ways, He teaches in the soul. 3 Experience likewise tells us this Before the Saviour's blood Has wash'd us clean, and made our peace, We can do nothing good. * Acts xr 9, 14 HYMN fc 4 But here, my friends the danger lies • Errors of different kind Will still creep in; which devils devise To cheat the human mind. 5 * I want no work within, (says one) " 'Tis all in Christ the head." Thus careless he goes blindly on,. j3nd trusts in faith that's dead, 6 " 'Tis dangerous (another cries) " To trust to faith alone ; " Christ's righteousness will not suffice Except I add my own. " 7 Thus he, that he may something do To shun the impending curse, Upon the old, will patch the new, And makes the rent still worse. 8 Others affirm the Spirit of God, To true believers given, Makes all their thoughts and acts of good They're always fit for Heaven. 9 The babe of Christ, at hearing this. Is filled with anxious fear ; Conscience condemns, corruptions rise. And drive him near despair. HYMN 10. U 10 These trials weaklings suffer here, . Censure and scorn without ; And from within (what's worse to bear; Despondency and doubt. 1 1 But, gracious God, who once didst feel What weakness is, and fears ; Who got'st thy victory over hell With groans and cries, and tears 12 Do thou direct our feeble heart, To trust thee for the whole ; The work of grace, in all it« parts .Accomplish in the soul. 13 Thy holy Spirit into us breathe A perfect Saviour prove. Lord, give us faith ; and let that faith Work all thy will by love. HYMN 10. S. M. The enlightened Sinner. 1 My God, when I reflect, How all my life-time past, 1 ran the roads of sin and death With rash impetuous haste '. 2, My foolishness I hate , My fiilthiness I loath, And view, with sharp remorse and sham* Mv filth and follv both. 16 HYMN 11* 3 With some the tempter takes Much pains to make them mad ; But me he found, and always heldj The easiest fool he had. 4 His deep and dangerous lies So grossly I believed, He was not readier to deceive, Than 1 to be deceived. 5 His light and airy dreams I took for solid good ; And thought his base adult'rate coin The riches of thy blood. » 6 And dost thou still regard, And cast a gracious eye On one so foul, so base, so blind, So dead, so lost, as 1 ? 7 Then sinners, black a* hell, May hence for hope have ground, For who of mercy needs despair Since I have mercy found ? HMLN 11. 7's Jesus our All. 1 Jesus is the chiefestgood, He has saved us by his blood.- HYMN 12. Let us value nought but him ; Nothing else deserves esteec 2 Jesus, when stern Justice, said " Man his life has forfeited, " Vengeance follows by decree," Cry'd " Inflict it all on me." 3 Jesus gives us life and peace, Faith, and love, and holiness ; Every blessing, great or small, Jesus for us purchased all. 4 Jesus therefore let us own. Jesus we'll exalt alone. Jesus has our sins forgiven. Jesus' blood has bought us Heaven. HYMN 12. C. M. Chrises Nativity. 1 Come, ye redeemed of the Lord, Your grateful tribute bring ; And celebrate, with one accord, The birth-day of our king. 2 Let us with humble hearts repair^ (Faith will point out the roadj To little Bethlehem; and there Adore our infant God, 18 HYMN 13. 3 la swaddling bands the Saviour view I Let none this weakness scorn ; The feeblest heart shall hell subdue, Where Jesus Christ is born. 4 No pomp adorns, no sweets perfume, The place where Christ is laid. A stable serves him for his room ; A manger is his bed. 5 The crowded inn, like sinner's hearts, (O ignorance extreme !) For other guests of various sorts Had room; but none for him. 6 But see what different thoughts arise In our's and angel's breasts : To hail his birth they left the skies . We lodg'd him with the beasts. 7 Yet let believers cease their fears'. Nor envy heavenly powers i If #inless innocence be theirs. Redemption all is ours. HYMN 13. 7's &f The same. 1 How blest is the season, At which we appear ! HYMN 13. IS Bow down, sense and reason, Faith only reigns here. 'Tis hard by mere nature With coldness or scorn, That God our creator An infant was born. 2 Lost souls to recover And form them afresh, Our wonderful lover Took flesh of our flesh : Then let each dull dreamer Awake to this mojw, And hail the Redeemer At Bethlehem born. 3 Ye drunkards, ye swearers, Ye muckworms of earth, Repent, and be sharers « In this blessed birth. From sin to release us, That yoke so long worn, The holy child Jesus Of Mary was born. 4 Opposers, transgressors, Of every degree, And formal professors, The worst of the three, With tears of contrition 20 HYMN 13. Your foolishness inouro ; To give you remission Immanuel's born. 5 Ye vilest of creatures, Backsliders so base, Bold rebels and traitors, Abusers of grace, Come, cease your backslidings. And once more return . Receive the glad tidings, A Saviour is born, 6 Poor sinners dejected, Of comfort debarr'd, Whose hearts are afflicted Because they're so hard, Despairing of favor, Cold, lifeless, forlorn ! Remember the Saviour In winter was born. 7 And ye that sincerely Confide in the Lamb, (He loves you most dearly) Rejoice in his name. No more the believer From God shall be torn ; To hold him for ever An infant is born. HYMN 14. 21 HYMN 14. 8's 7's. The same. 1 Let us all with grateful praises Celebrate the happy day. When the lovely, loving Jesus First partook of human clay : When the heavenly host assembled, Gaz'd with wonder from the sky : Angels joy'd and devils trembled, Neither fully knowing why. 2 Long had satan reign'd imperious ; Till the woman's promis'd seed, Born a babe by birth mysterious, Came to bruise the serpent's head. Crush, dear babe, his pow'r within us, Break our chains, and set us free. Pull down all the bars between us, 'Till we fly, and cleave to thee. 3 Shepherds on their flocks attending, Shepherds that in night-time watch'd, Saw the messenger descending From the court of heav'n despatch'd. Beams of glory deck'd his mission, Bursting through the veil of night. Fear possess'd them at the vision • Sinners tremble at the light. 4 Dove-like meekness grac'd his visage ; Joy and love shone round his head. Soon he cheer'd them with his message : 22 HYMN 14. Comfort flow'd from all he said. « Fear not, fav'rites of th' Almighty, " Joyful news to you 1 bring. u You have now, in David's city, " Born, a Saviour, Christ the King. 5 " Go and find the royal stranger " By these signs. A babe you'll see, " Weak, and lying in a manger, " Wrapt and swaddled ; that is he." Strait a host of angels glorious Round the heav'nly herald throng, Utt'ring, in harmonious chorus, Airs divine ; and this the Song — 6 " Glory first to God be given " In the highest heights ; and then " Peace on earth, proclaim'd by heaven, " Peace, and great good will to men." Thus they sang with rapture kindling In the shepherds hearts a flame, Joy and wonder sweetly mingling: .#11 believers feel the same. 7 Lo, sweet babe, we fall before thee. Jesus, thee we all adore. To thee, kingdom, pow'r, and glory, We ascribe for evermore. Glory to our God be given In the highest heights ; and then Peace on earth brought down from heaven* Peaces and great good will to men. &YMN 15. 23 HYMN 15. CM. Tribulation, 1 The souls that would to Jesus press, Must fix this firm and sure ; That tribulation, more or less, They must and shall endure. From this there can be none exempt 'Tis God's own wise decree. Satan the weakest saint will tempt » Nor is the strongest free. 'D v 3 The world opposes from without ; And unbelief within. We fear ; we faint ; we grieve ; we doubt i 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 wand'ring heart ; And seldom do we see the snares, Before we feel the smart. C But let not all this terrify, Pursue the narrow path ; Look to the Lord with steadfast eye* And fight with hell by faith. 24 HYMN 16. 7 Tho' we are feeble, Christ is strong : His promises are true. We shall be conqu'rors all ere long ; And more than conqu'rors too. HYMN 16. H. M. The New- Year's Day. 1 Once more the constant sun, Revolving round his sphere, His steady course has run, And brings another year. He rises, sets, But goes not back.; Nor ever quits His destin'd track. i Hence let believers learri To keep a forward pace , Be this our main concern, To finish well our race. Backslidings shun ; With patience press Towards the sun Of righteousness. What now shall be our task ? Or rather what our prayer? What good thing shall we ask> To prosper this new year? With one accord Our hearts we'll lift HYMN 17. n And ask our Lord Some New-Year's gift. No trifling gift or small, Should friends of Christ desire : Rich Lord bestow on all Pure gold, W ell tried by fire ; Faith that stands fast, When devils roar; .And love that lasts For evermore. HYMN 17. Christ the believer's all. LAMB of God, we fall before the Humbly trusting in thy cross: That alone be all our glory ; Jl\\ things else are dung aud dross. Thee we own a perfect Saviour, Only source of all that's good = Every grace, and every favor, Comes to us through Jesu's blood. 2 Jesus gives true repentance, By his Spirit sent from heaven, Jesus whispers this sweet sentence, " Son, thy sins are all forgiv'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 - 5 26 HYMN 18* Makes us follow his directions; And what he commands, inspires, All our prayers, and all our praises, Rightly offer'd in his name, He that dictates them is Jesus: He that answers, is the same. 7 When we lire on Jesu's 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 Phrophet, Jesus Christ is all in all. HYMN 18. 7's & 6's. Lordj if thou wilt, thou canst make me clean Matth. viii. 2. * 1 Oh! the pangs hy Christians felt, When their eyes are open; When they see the gulphs of guilt, They must wade and grope in; When the hell appears within, Causing bitter anguish; And the loathsome stench of sin Makes the spirits languish. 2 Now the heart disclos'd betray* All it's hid disorders; HYMN IS. 27 Enmity to God's right ways. Blasphemies and murders, Malice, envy, lust, and pride, Thought obscene and filthy; Sores corupt and putrify'd; No part sound'or healthy. 3 All things to promote our fail Shew a mighty fitness: Satan will accuse withal, And the conscience witness. Foes within and foes without, Wrath, and law, and terrors, Rash presumption, timid doubt. Coldness, dendness, errors! 4 Brethren, in a state so sad, When temptations seize'us, When our hearts we feel thus bad> Let us look to Jesus- He that hung upon the cross, For bis people bleeding, Now in heaven sits for us, Always interceding. 5 Vengeance, when the Saviour cried* Quitted the believers. Justice cried, " I'm satisfied, k< Now henceforth for ever. It is finished, said the Lord, In his dying minutes: 2fi HYMN 19. Holy Ghost, repeat that word' Full salvation's in it. 3 Leprous soul, press thro' the crowd, In thy foul condition ; Struggle hard, and call aloud On the great physician. Wait till thy disease he cleanse, Begging, trusting, cleaving ; When and where, and by z&hat means* To his wisdom leaving. HYMN 19. 5's&6's. Hitherto hath the Lord hclpedus. 1 Sam. vii. 12. 1 Tho' strait be the way With dangers beset * And we thro' delay Are no farther yet. Our good Guide and Saviour Hath helped thus far; And 'tis by his favour We are what we are. 3 A favour 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 ? r Tis greater than all things — Except those to come. HYMN 20. 29 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 pflwer, 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 brought us From evil to good ; The ransom that boug.ht 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. HYMN 20. 6's 8's. Blessed is the man that endureth temptation, \ And must it, Lord be so ? And must thy children bear 5* 30 HYMN 20. Such various kinds of woe, Such soul-perplexing fear? Are these the blessings we expect ? Is this the lot of God's elect ? 2 Daily we groan and mourn, Beneath the weight of sin. We pray to be new-born, But know not what we mean : We think it something very great Something that's undiscover'd yet. Boast not, ye sons of earth, Nor look with scornful eyes : Above your highest mirth Our saddest hours we prize. For tho' our cup seems fill'd with gall, There's something secret sweetens all. 3 How harsh soe'er the way, Dear Saviour, still lead on-, Nor leave us, till we say, t{ Father thy will be done." At most we do but taste the cup, For thou alone hast drunk it up. 5 Shall guilty man complain ? Shall sinful dust repine ? And what is all our pain, How light, compared with thine ? Finish, dear Lord, what is begun : Choose thou the way, but still lead on HYMN 21. 31 Election. 1 When we pray, or when we sing, Or read, or speak, or hear, Or do any holy thing, Be this our constant care : With a fixt habitual faith, Jesus Christ to keep in view, Tiusting wholly in his death In all we ask or do. 2 Holiness in all its parts, Affections plac'd above, Self-abhorrence, contrite hearts. Humility and love. Ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace, All that bears the name' of good, Perse vereece in our race, We draw from Jesus' blood. 4 Lamb of God, in thee we trust, On that fixt love depend; Thou art faithful, true, and just, And lovest to (he end. Heav'n and earth shall pass away i But thy word shall firm abide : That's thy children's steadfast stay. When all things fail beside. 32 HYMN 22. HYMN 22. L. M. The Wonders of redeeming love. 1 How wondrous are the works of God, Displayed through all the world abroad ! Immensely great ! Immensely small ! Yet one strange work exceeds them all. 2 He form'd the sun, far fount of light ; The moon and stars to rule the night : But night, and'stars, and moon, and sun, Are little works compar'd with one. 3 He roll'd the seas, and spread the skies » Made vallies sink, and mountains rise ; The meadows cloath'd with native green ; And bid the rivers glide between. 4 But what are seas, or skies or hills, Or verdant vales, or gliding rills, To wonders man was born to prove, The wonders of redeeming love ! 5 'Tis far beyond what words express,, What saints can feel or angels guess, Angels, that hymn the great I AM, Fall down and veil before the Lamb. 6 The highest heav'ns are short of this i 'Tis deeper than the vast abyss ; 'Tis more than thought can e'er conceive, Or hope expect, or faith believe. 7 .Almighty God sigh'd human breath, The Lord of life experiene'd death ! HYMN 23. 33 How it was done, we can't discuss But this we konw, 'twas done for Us, 8 Blest with this faith then let us raise Our hearts in love, our voice in praise : AW things to us must work for good, For whom the Lord hath shed his blood. Trials may press of ev'ry sort ; They may be sore, they must be short. We now believe, but soen shall view. The greatest glories God can shew. HYMN 28. 7's & 4's. Whom resist, stedfast in the Faith. 1 Pet, T. 3- 1 In all our worst afflictions, When furious foes surround us ; When troubles vex, And fears perplex, cflnd Satan would confound us : When foes to God and goodness We find ourselves by feeling, Unable quite To do what's right, And almost as unwilling. 2 When, like the restless ocean, Our hearts cast up uncleanness, Flood after flood, With mire and mud ; And all is foul within us ; When love is cold and languid, And -dilf'rent passions shake us 34 HYMN 24. , When hope decays And God delays, And seems to quite forsake us : 3 Then to maintain the battle With soldier like behaviour, To keep the field, And never yield. But firmly eye the Saviour; To trust his gracious promise, Thus hard beset with evil ; This, this is faith, Will conquer death. .And overcome the devil HYMN 24 7's & 6's. Cleaving to Christ. 1 Brethren, let us praise our Lord ; Exalt his blessed name •' Let us hear, and keep his word; His glory be our aim. Let us resolutely strive To work God's work with full intent, And what is it? To believe On him whom he hath sent. 7 Faith implanted from above, Will prove a fertile root ; Whence will sp.ing a tree of love, Producing precious fruit. Tho' bleak winds the boughs deface, The rooted stock shall still remain HYMN 25 35 LeaYes may languish, fruit decrease; B\H more shall grow again. |3 Ha/py souls ! who cleave to Christ, By pure and living faith, Finding him their king and priest, Their God and guide till death* God's own foe may plague his son ; Sin may distress, but not subdue. Christ who Qonquer'd/or us once, Will in us conquer too. HYMN 25. 7's&6's. A Dialogue Between a Believer and his Soul, 1 Bel. Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season, Ev'ry burden to lay by, Come and let us reason, What is this that casts fhee down? Who are those that grieve thee? Speak, and let the worst be* known Speaking may relieve thee. 2 Soul. Oh! I sink beneath the load Of my nature ! s evil; Full of enmity to God; Captiv'd by the Devil : Restless as the troubled sea ; Feeble, faint, and fearful Plagued with ev'ry sore disease* How can I be cheerful? SG HYMN 25. 3 Bel. Think on what thy Saviour bore ; In the gloomy garden Sweating blood at ev' ry pore, To procure thy pardon- See him stretched upon the wood Bleeding > grieving, crying; Suff'ring all the wrath of God; Groaning, gasping, dying! 4 Soul This by faith I sometimes view; i And those views relieve me But my si?is return anew', These are they that grieve me% Qh\ Pm leprous, stinking, foul, Quite throughout infected Have not I, if any soul. Cause to be dejected? 5 Bel. Think how loud thy dying LonJ Cry'd out, " It is finished" Treasure up that sacred word Whole and undiminish'd. Doubt not; he will carry on-. To its full perfection, That good work he has begun, Why then this dejection? G Soul. Faith, when void of works is dead This the scriptures witness : And what have I to plead, Who am all unfitness? HYMN 25. 37 All my powers are depraved, Blind, perverse and filthy ; If from Death Pm fully sav^d, Why am I not healthy ? Bel. Pore not on thyself too long* Lest it sink thee lower. Look to Jesus kind as strong-, Mercy join'd with power. Ev'ry work that thou must do Will thy gracious SaTiour For thee work, and in thee too, Of his special favor. Soul. JesiCs precious blood once spilt, I depend on solely, To release and clear my .guilt, But I would be holy. Bel. He that hath bought thee on the cross Can control thy nature, Fully purge away thy dross, Make thee a new creature. Soul. That he can, I nothing doubt, Be it but his pleasure. Bel. Though it be not done throughout, May it not in measure. Soul. When that measure, far from great, Still shall seem decreasing — Bel. Faint not tken ; but pray, and waif, Never, never ceasing, 6 38 -* HYMN 26. 10 Soul. What when pray'r meets no regard? Bel. Still repeat it often. Soul. But I feel so hard — Bel. Jesus will thee soften. Soul. But my enemies make head. Bel. Let them closer drive thee. Soul. But Pm cold, Pm dark, Pm dead. Bel. Jesus will revive thee. HYMN 26. C. M. Christ the believer's surety. 1 What slavish fears molest my mind, »flnd vex my sickly soul ? How is it, Lord, that thou art kind, .And yet I am not whole ? 2 Ah ! why should unbelief and pride, With all her hellish train, Still in my ransom'd soul abide, And give me all this pain ? 3 Thy word is past, thy promise made • With power it came from heav'n. " Cheer up desponding soul (it said) " Thy sins are all forgiv'n. 4 u Behold I make thy cause my own ; " I bought thee with my blood : ;t Thy wicked works on me be thrown, " And I will work thy good. HYMN 27 39 5 " I am thy God, thy guide 'till death, "Thine everlasting friend : 11 On, me for love, for works, for faith, "On me for all depend." 6 Thy blood dear Lord, has bought my peace, And paid the heavy debt ; Has giv'n a fair and full release, But I'm in prison yet. 7 Unjustly now these foes of mine Their dev'lish hate pursue : They made my surety pay the fine, Yet plague the pris'ner too. 8 What right can my tormentors plead, That 1 should not be free ? Here's an amazing change indeed ! Justice is now for me. 9. Lord, break these bars that thus confine, These chains that gall me so. Say to that ugly gaoler, sin, Loose hint) and let him go. HYMN 27. S.M. The narrow Way. PART I. 1 Wide is the gate of death ; The way is large and broad, 40 HYMN 27. And many enter in thereat, ./tod vvalk that beaten road. 2 Because the gate of life Is narrow, low, and small ; The path so prest, so close, so strait, There seems no path at all. 3 This way, that's found by ftw^ Ten thousand snares beset, To turn the seeker's steps aside, And trap the travelers feet. 4 Before we've journey'd far, Two dang'rous gulphs are fixt Dead sloth, and pharisaic pride, Scarce a hair's breadth betwixt. 5 False lights delude the eyes, And lead- the steps astray : That trav'ler treads the surest here, That seldom sees his way. 6 Guides cry, lo here ! lo there ! On this, on that side keep. Some over-drive ; some frighten back ; And others lull to sleep. 7 On the left hand, and right Close cragged rocks arc seen, Distrust, and self- wrought confidence : 'Tis hard to squeeze between. HYMN 27. 41 8 Sometimes we seem to gain Great lengths of ground by day, But find, alas ! when night comes on, We quite mistook the way. Sometimes we have no strength ; Sometimes we want the will ; And sometimes, lest we might go wrong, We choose to stand quite still. 10 *4gain, through heedless haste, We catch some dangerous fall, Then fearing we may move too fast, We hardly move at all. 1 1 Deep quagmires choke the way, Corruptions foul and thick ! Whose stench infects the air, and makes The strongest trav'ler sick. 12 Through these we long must wade ; And oft stick fast in mire. Now heat consumes ; now frost benumbs As daug'rous as the fire. 13 Spectres of various forms Allure, enchant, affright, Presumption tempts us ev'ry day , Despair assaults by night. 14 Companions if we find, •fllas ! how soon they're gone ! 6* 4 2 HYMN 27. For 'tis decreed that most must pass The darkest paths alone. 15 Distreston ev'ry side With evils felt or fear'd, We pray, we cry, but cannot find That prayers or cries arc heard. 36 Thickets of briars and thorns Our feeble feet enclose ; And ev'ry step we take betrays New clangers, and new foes. 17 When all these foes* are quell'd, And evVy danger cast ; That ghastly phantom death remains, To combat with at last. Part II. S. M. 1 If this be, Lord, thy way, Then who can hope to gain That prize such numbers never seek, Such numbers seek in vain ? 2 'Tis thine almighty grace, That can suffice alone i Thou giv'st us strength to run the race, And then bestow'st the crown. 3 Cheer up, ye trav'ling soul*. On Jesus' aid relv : HYMN. 7. 4S He sees us when we see not him, And always hears our cry. 4 Without cessation pray, Your pray'rs will not prove vain ; Our Joseph turns aside to weep, But cannot long refrain. Sudden he stands confest — We look, and all is light ; The foe confounded, swift as thought Sneaks oft', and skulks from sight. > His presence clears the foul, And smooths the rugged way ; He often makes the crooked strait, «/?nd turns the night to day. ) We then move cheerful on, The ground feels firm and good ; AnA least we should mistake the way, He lines it out with blood. *%ain we cannot see His helping hand — but feel : .And though we Deither feel nor see, His hand sustains us still. He gently leads us on — Protects from fatal harms ; .3nd when we faint, and cannot walk, He baars us in his arms. 44 HYMN 28. 10 He guides and moves our steps ; For tho' we seem to move, His Spirit all the motion gives By springs of fear and love. 1 1 The meek with love he draws, Restrains the rash by fear ; Searches and finds the wand'ring out j?nd brings the distant near. 12 When for a time we stop, Perplex 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, Tho' hosts of foes beset the way. We boldly venture thro'. When all those foes are quell'd, And ev'ry danger past : Tho' death remains, he but remain? To be subdu'd the last. HYMN 23. CM. To the Holy Gost. I Descekd from heaven, celestial dove, With flames of pure seraphic love, Gur ravish'd breasts inspire ; Fountain of joy, blest Paraclete, HYMN 28. 45 (farm our cold hearts with heavenly heat, And set our souls on fire. 2 Breathe on these bones, so dry and dead; Thy sweetest, softest influence shed, In all our hearts abroad. Point out the place where grace abounds; Direct us to the bleeding wounds Of our incarnate God. 3 Conduct, blest guide, thy sinner-train To Calv'ry where the Lamb was slain* And with us there abide. Let us our lov'd Redeemer meet, Weep o'er his pierced hands and feet, And view his wounded side. i From which pure fountain if thou draw Water to quench the fiery law, And blood to purge our sin, . We'll tell the Father in that day' (And thou shalt witness what we say) " We're clean, just God, we're clean. 3 Teach us for what to pray, and how; And since, kind God, 'tis only thou The throne of grace can move, Pray thou for us that we, through faith, May feel the eifecls of Jesu's death, Through faith that works by love. 46 HYMN 29. 6 Thou, with the Father and the Son, Art that mysterious three in one, God blest for evermore; Whom though we cannot comprehend, Feeling thou art the sinner's friend, We love thee, and adore. HYMN 29. ll'sfe 9 5 s. The Paradox. 1 HOW strange is the course that a Christian! must steer? How perplext is the path he must tread ? The hope of his happiness rises from fear* And his life he receives from the head. t His fairest pretensions must wholly be wav'd.l And his best resolutions crost: Nor can he expect to be perfectly sav'd, 'Till he finds himself utterly lost. 3 When all this is done, and his heart is asur'tj Of the total remission of sins : When his pardon is sign'd, and peace is pro- cur'd From that moment his conflict begins. HYMN 30. 47 HYMN 30. L.M. The Author's own Confession. i Come hither, ye that fear the Lord, Disciples of God's sufF'ring Son ; Let me relate, and you record, What he for my poor soul has done. 2 The way of truth I quickly miss'd, And further stray'd, and further still . Expected to be sav'd by Christ, But to be holy had no will. 3 The road ©f death with rash career I ran — and gloried in my shame ; Abus'd his grace, despised his fear, And others taught to do the same. 4 Far, far from home on husks I fed, Puft up with each fantastic whim, With swine a beastly life I led, And serv'd God's foe instead of him. A forward fool, a willing drudge, I acted for the prince of hell : Did all he bid without a grudge, And boasted I could sin so well. V6 HYMN 30'. 6 Bold blasphemies employed my tongue. I heeded not my heart unclean, Lost all regard of right or wrong, In thought, in word, in act, obscene. 7 My body was with lust defil'd, My soul I pamper'd up in pride. Could sit and hear the Lord reviPd, The Saviour of mankind deny'd. 8 I strove to make my flesh decay With foul disease, and wasting pain : I strove to fling my soul away, And damn my soul — but strove in vain, 9 The Lord, from whom 1 long backslid, First check'd me with some gentle stings i Turned on me, look'd, find softly chid, And bid me hope for greater things. 10 Soon to his bar he made me come, Arraign'd, convicted, cast, I stood, Eapecting from his mouth the doom Of those, who trample on his blood. HYMN 30* 49 11 Pangs of remorse my conscience tore. Hell openM hideous to my view, And what I only heard before, I found by sad experience true. 12 Oh! what a dismal state was this — What horrors shook my feeble frame! But, brethren, surely you can guess; For you, perhaps, have felt the same. 13 But O the goodness of our God! What pity melts his tender heart! He saw me welt'ring in my blood And came, and eas'd me of my smart. 1 4 While I was yet a great way off, . He ran, and on my neck he fell. My short distress he judg'd enough, Andsnatch'd me from the brink of hell. 15 What an amazing change was here! I look'd for hell — he brought me heaven. Cheer up, said he dismiss thy fear — Cheer up, thy sins are all forgiv'n. lfr I would object — but faster much He answer'd peace. What me? — yes tkeel But my enormous crimes are such — I give thee pardon full and /reel 17 But for future, Lord — I am Thy great salvation — perfect, whole, 7* 50 HYMN 26. Behold thy bad works shall not damn Nor can thy good works save thy soul 18 Renounce them both. Myself alone Will for thee work, and in thee too, Henceforh I make thy cause my own, And undertake to bring thee through* 19 He said, I took the full telease, The Lord had sign'd it with his blood. My horrors fled, and perfect peace And joy unspeakable ensu'd. 20 I only begg'd one humble boon; (Nor did the Lord offended seem) Some service might by me be done To souls that trust in him. 21 Thus I, who lately had been cast, And fear'da just but heavy doom, Receiv'd a pardon for the past, A promise for the time to come. 22 This promise oft I call to mind As thro' somt painful paths I go, ^nd secret consolation find, And strength to fight with ev'ry foe. £3 And oft times, when the tempter fly Affirms it fancied, forg'o! or vain, Je appears, disproves the lie, And kmdiy makes it o'er again. HYMN 28. M HYMN 28. CM. Corruptions. 1 The Lord assur'd the chosen race, From Egypt's bondage brought, They should obtain the promis'd place, And find the rest they sought. 2 Strong nations now possess the land, Yet yield not thou to doubt ; With arm out stretch'd, and mighty hand, Thy God shall drive them out, 4 Not all at once — for fear thou find The rav'nous beasts of prey Rising upon them from behind, As dangVous foes as they. 4 By little, and by little, he Will chase them from thy -sight. Believers are not call'd we see," To sleep or play, but fight. 5 Spiritual pride, that rampant beast, Would rear its haughty head ' True faith would soon be dispossest, And carelessness succeed. 6 Corruptions make the mourners shun Presumption's dangerous snare ; Force us to trust to Christ alone, And fly to God by prayer. * 52 HYMN 28. 7 By them we feel how low we're lost, And learn in some degree, How dear that great salvation cost, Which comes to us so free. 8 If such a weight to every soul Of sin and sorrow fall; What love was that which took the whole And freely bore it all! 9 O, when will God our joy complete, And make an end of sin! When shall we walk the land, and meet No Canaanite therein? 10 Will this precede the day of death? Or must we wait till then? Ye struggling souls, be strong in faith, And quit yourselves like men. 11 Our dear deliverer's love is such, He cannot long delay. Mean time that foe can't boast of much, Who makes. us watch and pray. ' HYMN SO. 53 HYMN 30. S.M. Stand still and sec the salvation of the Lord. Exod. xiv. 13- 1 Oh ! what a narrow, path 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 every tempted sob Consists in standing still. 3 "Stand still ?says one, that's 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, Oh ! this indeed is hard. 54 HYMN 31. 6 To shun this danger, others run To hide they know not where: Or though they fight, no victry' wou> They only beat the air. 7 He that believes, Ihe scripture says, Shall not confus'dly haste: Thus danger threats both him that stays, And him that runs too fast, 8 Haste grasps at all; but nothing keeps; Sloth is a dangerous state: And he that flies, and he that sleeps, Cannot be said to wait. 9 Lord, let thy Spirit prompt us when To go, and when to stay; Attract us with the cords of men, And we shall not delay. 10 Give power and will; and then command, And we will follow thee : And when we're frightened, bid us stand, And thy salvation see. HYMN 31. 55 HYMN 31. S's&6's. The Sabbath. 1 God thus commanded Jacob's seed, 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 bless'd and sanctified. And call'd the day of rest. 3 To all God's people now remains A Sabbatism, a rest from pains And works of slavish kind. When tir'd with toil, and faint through 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 56 HYMN 32. Slides softly into promis'd rest, Reclines his head on Jesus' breast, And proves the Sabbath true. 5 This, and this only, is the way To rightiy keep that 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. HYMN 32. L. M. Who hath despised the day of small things ? Zechar. tv. 10. 1 The Lord that made both heav'n and earth. And was himself made man, Lay in the womb, before his birth, Contracted to a span ; 2 Matur'd by time, 'till forth he came A babe like others seen, As small in size, and weak of frame, As babes have always been. 3 From thence he grew an infant mild. By fair and due degrees ; And then became a bigger child, And sat on Mary's knees. 4 At first held up, for want of strength i In time alone he ran : Then grew a boy ; a lad ; at length A vonlh s at last a man. HYMN. 32. 5 Thus Souis that would to Heav'n attain. Must Jacob's Ladder climb; ./?nd step by step the summit gain, In measure, and in time. 6 Let not the strong the weak despise ; Their Faith, though small, is true ? Though low they seem in others eyes Their Saviour seenvd so too. 7 Nor meanly of the tempted think 5 For, O what tongue can tell, How low the Lord oflife must sink, Before he vanquished hell ! 8 The least believer is a saint, And if our growth be slow, We should not therefore tire and faint. Since Christ himself could grow. M in the days of flesh he grew, In wisdom, stature, grace: So in the soul, that's born anew, He keeps a gradual pace. 10 No less, Almighty at his birth, Than on his throne supreme : His shoulders held up Heav'n and earth. When Mary held up Him. 58 HYMN 34. HYMN 34. C. M. Good Friday. 1 Oh ! what a sad and doleful night Preceded that day's morn ! When darkness seiz'd the Lord of light ; And sin by Christ was borne ! 2 When our intolerable loadj Upon his soul was laid; And the vindictive wrath of God Flam'd furious on his bead ! 3 We in our conqu'ror well may boast ; For none, but God alone, Can know how dear the vict'ry cost, How hardly 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. 6 Mock'd, spit upon, and crown'd with thorn, A spectacle he stood ; His back with scourges lash'd and torn, A victim bath'd in blood ! & Nail'd to the cross through hands and feet He hung in open view. To make his sorrows quite complete, By God deserted too. HYMN 34. 69 7 Thro' nature's works the woes he felt With soft infection ran : The hardest ttrngs could break or melt, Except the heart »f man. 8 This day before thee, Lord, we come ; Oh ! melt our hearts, or break : For should we now continue dumb, The very stones would speak. 9 True, thou hast paid the heavy debt j And made believers clean : But he knows nothing of it yet, Who is not grievd at sin. 10 A faithful friend of grief partakes, But union can be none Betwixt a heart of melting wax,* And hearts as hard as stone ; 11 Betwixt a head diffusing blood, And members sound and whole < Betwixt an agonizing God, i#nd an unfeeling soul, 12 Lord my long'd happiness is full W T hen I can go with thee To Golgotha : the place of skull Is heaven on earth to me. * Psalm xxii. 14.- 60 HYMN 27. HYMN 35. C.P.M* The same. 1 That day when Christ was crucified. The mighty God Jehovah died An ignominious death. He that would keep this solemn day (And true disciples safely may) Must keep it firm in faith, 2 For tho' the mournful tragedy May call up tears in every eye ; Yet brethren rest not here. Would you condole your dying friend? Let each into his soul descend, And find his Saviour there. 3 This only can our hearts assure, And make our outward worship pure, In God's all-searching sight. When all we do with love is mixt, *9nd stedfast faith on Jesus fixt, My brethren, then we're right. HYMN 86. 7's & 6's. The same. 1 Come, poor sinners, come away; In meditation sweet, Let us go to Golgotha. Md kiss our Saviour's feet. Let us in his wounded side Wash, 'till we every whit are clean ; HYMN 27. 61 That's the fountain open'd wide For filthiness and sin. I Zion's mourners cease your fear . For lo ! the dying Lamb Utterly forbids despair To all that iove his name. Him your fellow-sufferer see ; He was in all things like to you jflre you tempted ? So was he. Deserted? He was too. 3 Jesus, our Redeemer, shed For us his vital blood. We, through our victorious Head, Can now come near to God. Sin and sorrow may distress, But neither shall us quite control : Christ has purchas'd holiness For every sin-sick soul. , HYMN 37. C. M. Perseverance. 1 The sinner that by precious faith Has felt his sins forgiven, Is from that moment pass'd from death, j3nd seald an heir of heaven. 2 Tho' thousand snares enclose his feet, JYot one shall hold him fast. 8 62 HYMN 37. Whatever dangers he may meet, He shall get safe at last 3 Not as the world the Saviour giv^s, He is no fickle friend : Whom once he loves, he never leaves, But loves him to the end. 4 The Spir't that would this truth withstand Would pull God's temple down, Wrest Jesus sceptre froon his hand, And spoil him of his crown. 5 Satan might then full victory boa9t , The church. might wholly fall If one believer may be lost, It follows, so may all. 6 But Christ in every age has piov'd His purchase firm and true, If this foundation be remov'd, What shall the righteous do ? 7 Brethren by this your claim abide. This title to your bliss; Whatever loss you bear beside, O! never give up this. HYMN 38. 63 HYMN 38. L. P. M. Jesus Christ came into the 'world to save sinners, 1 When Adam by transgression fell, And conscious fled his Maker's face, Link'd in clandestine league with hell, He ruin'd all his future race. The saeds of evil once brought in, Increas'd, and fill'd the world with sin. 2 This lurking leaven ferments the mass, All nature's sick ; creation's spoil'd ; Each sin infected sire, alas ! Begets a sin-infected child. Thus propagation spreads, the curse And man, bern bad, grows worse and worse . But lo, the second ^dam came, The serpent's subtle head to bruise, He cancels his malicious claim, And disappoints his devilish views ; Ransoms poor pris'ners with his blood, And brings the sinner back to God. To understand these terms aright, This grand distinction should be known Tho' all are sinners in God's sight, There are but few so in their own. To such as these our Lord was sent : They're only sinners, who repent. 04 HYMN 68. 5 What comfort can a saviour bring To those who never felt their woe ? A sinner is a sacred thinsr ; The Holy Ghost has made him so. New life from him we must receive, Before for sin we rightly grieve. 6 Let the self-righteous hence beware, Lest he this great salvation scorn. Let every careless soul take care ; For they that laugh shall one day mourn. High-flying 1 lights learn hence to stoop ; Dry knowledge only puffs men up. Js faithful saying let us own, fWell worthy 'tis to be believ'd) That Christ into the world came down, That sinners might by him be sav'd. Sinners are high in his esteem ; And sinners highly value him. HYMN 39. 7's. The sinner's hope. 1 Come ye humble sinner-train, Souls for whom the Lamb was slain, Cheerful let us raise our voice : We have reason to rejoice. Let us sing, with saints in heav'n. Life restor'd, and sins forgivV Glory and eternal laud Be to our incarnate God HYMN 39. 2 Now look up with faith, and see Him that bled for you and me, Seated on his glorious throne, Interceding for his own. What can Christians have to fear When they view their Saviour there ! Hell is vanquish'd, heav'n appeas'd ; God is reconcil'd and pleasM. 3 Snares and dangers may beset, For we are but travelers yet As the way indeed is hard, Let us keep a constant guard ; Neither lifted up with air, Nor dejected to despair : Alway keeping Christ in view ; He will bring us safely through. HYMN 39. 7's. The world b\j wisdom knew not God. 1 O ye sons of men be wise ; . Trust no longer dreams and lies, Out of Christ, A\m'\^hiy power Can do nothing but devour. 2 God you say is good. 'Trs true ; But he's pure and holy too : Just and jealous is his ire, Burning with vindictive fire. o* 66 HYMN 4U. 3 This of old himself declar'd : Israel trembled when they heard ; But the proof of proofs indeed Is, he sent his Son to bleed. 4 When the blessed Jesus died, God was clearly justified : Sin to pardon without blood, Never in his nature stood. 5 Worship God then in his Son There he's love, and there alone. Think not that he will or muj r Pardon any other way. 6 See the suffering Son of God, Panting ! groaning ! sweating blood Brethren, this had never been, Had not God detested sin. 7 Be his mercy therefore sought In the way himself has taught. There his clemency is such, We can never trust too much. 8 He that better knows than we, Bids us all to Jesus flee. Humbly take him at his word, -3nd your souls shall bless the Lord. HYMN 41. 67 HYMN 41. 7's Behold and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow. Lam. i. 12. 1 ^Iuch we talk of Jesus' blood, But how little's understood ! Of his suft'rings, so intense, jSngels have no perfect sense. Who can rightly comprehend Their beginning or their end! 'Tis to God, and God alone, That their weight is fully known. 2 O thou hideous monster, sin, What a curse hast thou brought in ! All creation groans thro' thee, Pregnant cause of misery ! Thou hast ruin'd wretched man, Even since the world began Thou hast God afflicted too 5 Nothing less than that would do. 3 Would we then rejoice indeed ; Be it that from thee we're freed. And our justice cause to grieve Is, that thou wilt to us cleave- Faith relieves us from thy guilt : But we think whose blood was spilt. All we hear, or feel, or see, Serves to raise our hate to thee. 68 HYMN 42. 4 Dearly are we bought ; for God Bought us with his own heart's blood : Boundless depths of love divine ? Jesus, what a love was thine ! Tho' the wonders thou hast done Are as yet so little known ; Here we fix and comfort take '■> Jesus died for sinners's sake. HYMN 42. 7's & 5's Election. 1 Brethren, would you know your stay, What it is supports you still ? Why, tho' 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^s elect can never fail HYMN 43. 69 HYMN 43. C. M. Create in me a clean heart. Psalm li- 10. 1 Lord, when thy Spir't descends to shew The badness of our hearts, Astonish'd at th' amazing view, The soul with horror starts. 2 The dungeon opening foul as hell, It's loathsome stench emits ; And brooding in each secret cell Some hideous monster sits. 3 Swarms of ill thoughts their bane diffuse, Proud, envious, false, unclean ; And every ransack'd corner shews Some unsuspected sin. 4 Our stagg'ring faith gives way to doubt ; Our courage yields to fear : Sbock'd at the sight, we strait cry out, " Can ever God dwell here ?" 5 But he that shews can purge the filth Of each polluted soul ; Restore the putrid parts to health, And purify the whole. 6 None less than God's Almighty Son Can move such loads of sin : The •v^ter from his side must run To wash this dungeon clean. 70 HYMN 45. 7 O come, thou much expected guest. Lord Jesus, quickly come. Enter the chamber of my breast : Thyself prepare the room. 8 For shouldst thou stay, till tbou canst meet Reception worthy thee With sinners thou wouldst never sit — At least (I'm sure) with me. 9 When, when will that blest time arrive* When thou wilt kindly deign With me to set, to lodge, to live » And never part again? HYMN 45. C M. Whitsunday. 1 The soul that with sincere desires Seeks after Jesus' love, That soul the Holy Ghost inspires With breathings from above. 2 Not ev ? ry one, in like degree, The spirit of God receives : The Christian often cannot see His faith, and yet believes. 3 So gentle sometimes is the flame ; That, if we take not heed, We may unkindly quench the same : We may, my friend, indeed. HYMN 46. 71 4 Blest God, that once in fiery tongues Canvst down in open view, Come, visit ev'ry heart that longs To entertain thee too. 5 And tho' not like a mighty wind, Nor with a rushing noise; May we thy calmer comforts find, And hear thy still small voice. 6 Not for the gift of tongues we pray, Nor pow'r the sick to heal : Give wisdom to direct our wa}', And strength to do thy will. 7 We pray to be renew'd within, And reconcil'd to God ; To have our conscience wash'd from sin In the Redeemer's blood,' 8 We pray to have our faith increas'd, ./2nd, O celestial Dove! We pray to be completely blest With that rich blessing, love. HYMN 46. Hymn and Doxology to the Trinity. i To comprehend the great Three-One Is more than highest angels can ; Or what the Trinity has done From death and hell to ransom man. 72 HYMN 48. 2 But all true Christians this may boast (A truth from nature never learn'd) The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To save our souls are all concern'd. 3 The Father's love in this we find — He made his Son our sacrifice. The Son in love his life resign'd, The spirit of love his blood applies, 4 Thus we the Trinity can praise In unity, thro' Christ our King; Our grateful hearts and voices raise In faith and love, while thus we sing. 5 Glory to God the Father be, Because he sent his Son to die. Glory to God the Son, that he Did with such willingness comply. 6 Glory to God the Holy Ghost, Who to our hearts this love reveals. Thus God Three-One to sinners lost Salvation sends, procures, and seals, HYMN 48. L. M. Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my word shall not pass away. Matt. xxiv. 35. 1 The moon and stars shall loose their light. The sun shall sink in endless night ; Both heav'n aud earth shall pass away- The works of nature all decay : HYMN 48. 73 2 But they that in the Lord confide, And shelter in Ins wounded side-' Shall see the danger overpast — Stand ev'ry storm, and live at last. 3 What Christ has said must be fulfilled — - On this firm rock believers build; His word shall stand, his truth prevail, And not one jot or tittle fail. 4 His word is this (poor sinners, hear) " Believe on me, and banish fear-* •' Cease from your own works, bad or good, '• And wash your garments in my blood." HYM# 49. L. M. The rainbow. Isa. liv. 9. 1 When deaf to ev'ry warning giv'n, Man brav'd the patient pow'r of heav'n ; Great in his anger God arose,' Delug'd the world, and drown'd his foes. 2 Vengeance that call'd for this just doom. Retired to make sweet mercy room: God of his wrath repenting, swore, A flood should drown the earth no more, 3 That future ages this might knew, He plac'd in heav'n his radiant bow,- The sign, till time itself shall fail, That waters shall no more prevail. 9 74 HYMN 49. 4 The beauties cf this bow but shine To vulgar eyes as something fine : Others investigate their cause By mediums drawn from nature's laws. 5 But what great ends can man pursue From schemes like these suppose them tru Describe the form, the cause define, The rainbow still remains a sign : 6 A sign, in which by faith we read The cov'nant God with Noah made ; A noble end, as truly great : But something greater lies there yet. 7 This bow, that beams with vivid light, Presents a sign to Christians' sight, That God has sworn (who dares condemn " He will no more be wroth with them. 8 Thus the believer, when he views The rainbew in it's various hues, May say : " Those lively colours shine 61 To shew that heav'n is surely mine. 9 " See in yon cloud what tinctures glow, " And gild the smiling vales below ! " So smiles my cheerful soul to see •• My God is reconcil'd to me." HYMN 50, 71 HYMN 50. S.M. Charity never foilctk. i Cor. aiii. 8, Faith in the bleeding Lamb, O what a gift is this ! Hope of salvation in his name, How comfortable 'tis ! 2 Knowledge of what is right; How is God reconcil'd, A foe receiv'd a favorite, An alien made a child. 3 Blessings, my friends, like these, Are very, very great = But soon they ev'ry one must cease, Nor are they now complete. 4 Faith will to bliss give place, ' In sight we hope shall lose, For who needs trust for things he has, Or hope for what he views ? 5 Th:^ little too that's knozvin Which children-like we boast, Will fade, like glow worms in the sun, Or drops in ocean lost. 6 But love shall still remain ; It's glories cannot cease, No other change shall that sustain, Save only to increase. 76 HYMN 51. 7 Of all that God bestows, . In earthy or heav'n above, The best gift saint or angel knows. Or e'er will know is love. 8 Love all defects supplies, Makes great obstructions small, 'Tis pray'r, 'tis praise, 'tis sacrifice, 'Tis holiness, 'tis all. 9 Descend, celestial dove, With Jesus' flock abide : Give us that best of blessings, love, Whate'er we want beside, HYMN 51. C. M. And when they had nothing to pay, he frankly for- gave them both. Luke vii. 42. 1 Mercy is welcome news indeed, To those that guilty stand, Wretches thixtfeel what help they need. Will bless the helping hand. 2 Who rightly would his alms dispose, Must give them to the Poor ; None but the wounded patient knows The comforts of his cure. 3 We all have sinn'd against our God, Exception none can boast: HYMN 52. 77 But he that feels the heaviest load, Will prize forgiveness most. 4 I\or reck'ning can we rightly keep, For who the sums can knew : Some souls are fifty pieces deep, And some five hundred owe. 5 But let our debts be what they may, However great, or small : As soon as we have nought to pay, Our Lord forgives us all. 6 'Tis perfect poverty alone, That sets the soul at large, While we can call one mite our own, We have no full discharge. HYMN 52. L.M. Praying for relation's. 1 Kind souls, who for the mis'ries moan Of those who seldom mind their own; But treat your zeal with cold disdain, Resolv'd to make your labors vain ■ 2 You whose sincere affection tends To help your dear, ungrateful friends, That think you foes, or mad, or fools, Because you fain would save their souls . 3 Tho- deaf to ev'ry warning giv'n, They seem to walk with yo6 to heav'n ; 9* 78 HYMN 5f. But often think, and sometimes say. They'll never go, if that's the way : 4 Tho' they the Spirit of God resist, Or ridicule your faith in Christ : Tho' they blaspheme, oppose, condemn. And hats you for your love to them ■ 5 One secret way is left you still To do them good against their will: Here they can no obstruction give, You may do this without their leave. 6 Fly to the throne of grace by pray'r And pour out all your wishes there ; Effectual fervent pray'r prevails. When ev'ry other method fails. HYMN 53. S. M. Faith is the victory. 1 Whof/er believes aright, In Christ's atoning blood, Of all his guilt's acquitted quite, And may draw near to God. 2 But sin will still remain, Corruptions rise up thick ; And satan says the med'cine's vain, Because we yet are sick. 3 But all this will not do— Our hope's on Jesus cast . HYMN 54. 79 Let all be liars, and him be true, We shall be well at last. HYMN 20. 8's & 7's. Faith and repentance, 1 Jesus is our God and Saviour, Guide, and counsellor, and friend: Bearing all our misbehaviour, Kind, and loving to the end. Trust him he will not deceive us, Tho' we hardly of him deem : He will never, never leave us, Nor will let us quite leave him. 2 View him in the doleful garden — View him on the bloody tree, Dearly purchasing a pardon, For his people, full and free. View him now in heaven sitting, Interceding for us there, Not a moment intermitting His compassion aod his care, 3 Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus, Can relieve us from our smart ; Nothing else from guilt release us, Nothing else can melt the heart Law and terrors do but harden, All the while they work alone ; 80 HYMN But a sense of blood bought pardor. Soon dissolves a heart of stone. 4 'Tis a safe, tho* deep compunction. Thy repenting people feel, Love and grief compound an unction. Both to cleanse our wounds and heal Balm is useless to th' unfeeling. And repentance without faith Is a sore, that never healing, Frets and rankles unto death. 3 Jesus, all our consolations Flow from Thee the Sovereign good, Love, and faith, and hope and patience, All are purchas'd by th} r blood. From thy fulness we receive them ; We have nothing of onr own ■ Freely thou delight's-t to give them. To the needy, who haye none. 6 Teach us, by thy patient Spirit, How to mourn, and not despair, Let u«, leaning on thy merit, Wrestle hard with G<;d in pray'r, Whatso'er affl icti< as, They shall profit, if not please . But defend, defend us, Jesus*, From security and ease. HYMN 55. 81 7 Softly to thy garden lead us, To behold thy bloody sweat. Tho' thou from the curse hast freed us, Let us not the cost forget. Be thy groans and cries rehearsed, By the Spirit, in our ears ; 'Till we, viewing whom we've pierced, Melt in sympathetic tears. HYMN 55. 8's & 7's. The same. 1 Come, ye Christians, sing the praises Of your condescending God ; ' Come, and hymn the holy Jesus, Who hath wash'd us in his blood. We are poor and weak and silly, And to every evil prone ; Yet our Jesus loves us freely, And receives us for his own. 2 Tho' we're mean in man's opinion, He hath made us priests and kings: Power and glory and dominion To the Lamb the sinner sings. Leprous souls, unsound and filthy, Come before him as you are : 5 Tis the sick man, not the healthy, Heeds the good Physician's care. 82 HYMN 56. 3 Hear the terms that never vary — "To repent And to believe :" Both of these are necessary — Both from Jesus we receive. Would be Christian, duly ponder These in thine impartial mind ; And let no man put asunder What the Lord has wisely join'd. 4 Oh! beware of fondly thinking God accepts thee for thy tears : Are the ship-wreck'd sav'd by sinking Can the ruin'd rise by fears ? Oh ! beware of trust ill-grounded — r Tis but fancied faith at most, To be curd, and not be wounded — To be sav'd before you're lost. 4 No big words of ready talkers, No dry doctrines will suffice : Broken hearts, and humble walkers, These are dear in Jesus' eyes. Tinkling sounds of disputation, Naked knowledge, all are vain : Ev'ry soul, that gains salvation, Must and shall be born again. HYMN 56. S's & 7's. The same. PART I. 1 Let us ask the important question, (Brethren, be not too secure) HYMN 56. 83 What it is to be a Christian; How we may our hearts assure, Vain is all our devotion, If on false foundation built . True religion's more than notion — Something must be known and felt. 2 'Tis to trust cur well beloved In his blood has wash'd us clean \ 'Tis to hope our guilt's removed, Tho' we feel it rise within. To believe that all is finish'd, Tho' so much remains t' endure , Find the dangers undiminished, Yet to hold deliv'rance 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 vict'«y hope to gain • To believe that Christ has cleans'd us 3 Tho' the leprosy remain. 4 'Tis to bear the Holy Spirit Prompting us to secret pray'r . To rejoice in Jesus' merit ; Yet continual sorrow bear. To receive a full remission Of our sins for evermore ; Yet to sigh with sore contrition, Begging mercy every hour. S4 HYMN 5b'. 5 To be stedfast in believing, Yet to tremble, fear and quake. Ev'ry moment be receiving Strength, and yet be always weak. To be fighting, fleeing, turning; Ever sinking, yet to swim, To converse with Jesus, mourning For ourselves, or else for him. * Part 2. 8's & 7s' • 1 Great High, Priest, we view the stooping With our names upon thy breast, In the garden groaning, drooping, To the ground with horrors prest Weeping angels stood confounded To behold their Maker thus, And can we remain unwounded, When we know' twas all for us? 2 On the cross thy body broken Cancels ev'ry penal tie. Tempted souls, produce this to&en All demands to satisfy. All is finish'd, do not doubt it, But believe your dying Lord; Never reason more about it, Only take him at his word. 5 Lord, we fain would trust thee solely , 'Twas for us thy blood was spilt HYMN 57. 85 Bruised Bridegroom; take us wholly ; Take, and make us what thou wilt. Thou has borne the bitter sentence Past on man's devoted race : True belief, and true repentance Are thy gifts, thou God of grace, HYMN 57. C. M.D. The wish. If dust and ashes might presume, Great God, to talk to thee ; If in thy presence can be room For crawling worms like me : I humbly would my wish present, For wishes I have none ; All my desires are now content To be corapriz'd in One. I would not sue for length of days . For honor, or for wealth : Nor, that which far surpasseth these, Uninterrupted health. I would not ask, a monarch's heir, Or counsellor to be : A better wisdom I would share, A nobler pedigree. ? Not joy, nor strength would I request, Tho' neither I condemn = 10 86 HYMN 57. But would petition to be blest With what transcendeth them, 'Tis not that angels might convey My soul this night to-heav'n : Thy time with patience I can stay, Since all my sin's forgiv'n. 4 Nor would [ crave in highest state At thy right hand to sit : (The suit of Zetfdee's sonsYov that I know myself unfit. Nor in thy church on earth would strive A pompous post to fill : For fear I might not well perceive, Or fail to do thy will. 5 The single boon I would intreat Is to be led by thee, To gaze thy bloody sweat In sad Gethsemane. To view (as I could bear at least) Thy tender broken heart, Like a rich olive, bruis'd and prest With agonizing smart 6 To see thee bow'd beneath my guilt. Intolerable load! To see thy blood for sinners spilt, My groaning gasping God! With sympathizing grief to mourn The sorrows of thy soul; HYMN 58. 87 The pangs and tortures by thee borne In some degree condole. 7 There musing on thy mighty love, I always would remain : Or but to Golgotha remove, And thence return again, In each near place the same rich scene Should ever be renew'd : No object else should intervene, But all be love and blood. 8 For this one, Savior, oft I've sought = And if this one be given, I seek on earth no happier lot ; And hope the like in heaven. Lord, pardon what I ask amiss ; For knowledge I have none," I do but humbly speak my wish ; And may thy will be done. HYMN 58. S. M. Pride, 1 Innumerable foes Attack the child of God, He feels within the weight of sin, A grievous galling load. 2 Temptations too without, Of various kinds assault, 88 HYMN 58. Sly snares beset his trav'ling feet. And make him often halt. 3 From sinner and from saint, He meets with many a blow : His own bad heart creates him smart, Which only God can know. 4 Buttho' the host of hell Be neither weak nor small ; One mighty foe deals dang'rous woe, »flnd hurts beyond them all. 5 Tis pride, accursed pride, That spirit by God abhorr'd : Do what we will, it haunts us still, •And keeps us from the Lord. 6 It blows it's pois'nou9 breath, And bloats the soul with air i The heart up-lifts with God's own gifts .And makes even grace a snare. 7 .flwake, nay while we sleep, In all we think or speak, It puffs us glad, torments us sad ; It's hold we cannot break. 8 In other ills we find The hand of heav'n not slack Pride only knows to interpose, And keep our comforts back HYMN 58. 89 9 Tis hurtful, when perceiv'd When not perceiv'd 'tis worse. Unseen or seen it dwells within, And works by fraud or force, 10 Against it's influence pray, ft mingles with the pray'r ; Against it preach, it prompts the speech, Be silent, still 'tis there. 11 This moment while I write, I feel it's power within ; My heart it draws to seek applause, And mixes all with sin. 12 Thou meek and lowly Lamb, This haughty tyrant kill. That wounded thee, tno' thou wast free, And grieves thy Spirit still, . 13 Our condescending God, (To whom else shall we go ? Remove our pride what'er betide »" And lay, and keep us low. 14 Thy garden is the place, Where pride cannot intrude ; For should it dare to enter there, 'Twould soon be drown'd in blood • 10* 90 HYMN 59. HYMN 59. L. M. The High Priest. t When Aaron in the holiest place Atonement made for Israel's race, The names of all their tribes exprest, He wore conspicuous on his breast. 2 Twelve letter'd stones, with sculpture bold, Deep seated in the wounded gold, Glow'd on the breast-plate richly bright, j3nd beam'd characteristic light. 3 His hands a golden censer held, With burning coals and incense filPd « Which clouded all the holy room With od'rous streams of rich perfume. 4 And lest the priest the place defile, A costly consecrating oil, With mingled gums and spices sweet. Had for his office made him meet. 5 The liquid compound from his head It's unctuous odours downward spread Delicious drops, like balmy dews. O'er all the men their sweets diffuse 6 Array *d in hallowed vests he stood, Sprinkled with holy oil and blood. The tabernacle's sacred frame, And all within it shar'd the same HYMN 63. 91 7 So when our great Melchizedek The true atonement came to make, A holy oil anoints Him too, Richer than Aaron ever knew. 8 His body bath'd in sweat and blood, Shower'd on the ground a purple flood ; The rich effusion copious ran, To glad the heart of God and man. 9 Beep in his breast engrav'd he bore Our names with every penal score ; When prest to earth he prostrate lay, Shock'd at the sum, yet prompt to pay. 10. The fragrant incense of his pray'r, To heav'n went up thro' yielding air j Perfum'd the throne of God on high, .And calm'd offended Majesty. HYMN 60. 7's & 6's. Election* \ Mighty enemies without, Much mightier within, Thoughts we cannot quell, nor rout, Blasphemously obscene : Coldness, unbelief, and pride, Hell, and all its murd'rous train, Threaten death on ev'ry side, Jlnd have their thousands slain. 92 HYMN 62. 2 Thus pursu'd, and thus distrest, Ah ! whither shall we fly ? To obtain the promis'd rest, On what sure hand rely ? Shall the Christian trust his heart? That, alas ! ©f foes the worst, Always takes the tempter's part \ Nay, often tempts him first. 3 If to-day we be sincere, ./md can both watch and pray ; Watchfulness, perhaps, and pray'r To-morrow may decay. If we now believe aright : Faithfulness is God's alone j We are feeble, sickly, light, To changes ever prone. 4 But we build upon a base That nothing can remove, When we trust electing grace, And everlasting love. Vict'ry over all our foes Christ has purchas'd with his blood Perseverance he bestows On ev'ry child of God. HYMN 62. L. M. Christ in the garden. 1 Come hither ye that fain would know Th' exceeding sinfulness of sin ; Come see a scene of matchless woe, And tell me what it all can mean. HYMN. .62. 93 2 Behold the darling Son of God, Bovv'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 the victim panting lies, His soul with bitter anguish prest. He sighs, he faints, he groans, he cries, Dismay'd, dejected, shock'd, distrest ! 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 Inflicting 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 guilt were on him put, He could but just sustain the weight. 7 Then let us not ourselves deceive ; For while of sin vm lightly deem, Whatever notions we may have, Indeed we are not much like him. 94 HYMN 63. HYMN 63. L.M. The Crucifixion. 1 Now from the garden to the cross, Let us attend the Lamb of God ; Be all things else accounted dross, Compar'd with sin's atoning blood, 2 See how the patient Jesus stands, Insulted in his lowest case : Sinners have bound the Almighty's hands, And spit in their Creator's face. 3 With thorns his temples gor'd and gash'd, Send streams of blood from ev'ry part His back's with knotted scourges lash'd But sharper scou.ges tear his heart 4 Nail'd naked to th' accursed wood, Expos'd to earth, and heav'n above ; A spectacle of wounds and blood $ A prodigy of injur'd love ! 5 Hark, how his doleful cries affright Affected angels, while they view, His friends forsook him in the night, And now his God forsakes him too. 6 O, what a field of battle's here J Vengeance and love their power's oppose Never was such a mighty pair ; Never were two such deep'rate foes HYMN 64. 95 7 Behold that pale, that languid face, That drooping head, those cold dead eyes! Behold in sorrow and disgrace Our conqu'ring hero hangs and dies] 8 Ye that assume his sacred name, Now tell me, what can all this mean? What was it bruis'd God's harmless Lamb? What was it pierc'd his soul, but sin ? Blush, Christian blush, let shame abound - If sin affects thee not with woe, Whatever spirit be in thee found, The Spir't of Christ thou dost not know. HYMN 64. Vs&Vs. hi the Lord have I righteousness and strength, Isa.xlv. 24. 1 Falth in Jesus can repel The darts of sin and death . Faith gives vict'ry over hell ; But who can give us faith? Hope in Christ the soul revives ; Supports the spirits, when they droop, Hope celestial comfort gives : But who can give us Hope? Love to Jesus Christ and his, Fixes the heart above. Love gives everlasting bliss : But who can give us love? 96 HYMN 65. To believers the gift of God : Well-grounded hope he sends from heav'n, Love's the purchase of his blood, To all his children giv'n. 3 Jesus, from thy boundless store, Thy treasuries of grace, On thy feeble foll'wers pour Thy righteousness and peace. Of thy righteousness alone Continual mention we will make « We have nothing of our own ; But soul and all's at stake. HYMN 65. 8's 3's. Man^s Righteousness, 1 Man, bewail thy situation : Hell-born sin, Once crept in, Mars God's fair creation. 2 Vaunt thy native strength no longer Vain's the boast; j311 is lost ; Sin and death are stronger. 3 Enemies to God and goodness, Great and small, Since the fall, Sink in lust and lewdness. HYMN 65. 97 If to this thou art a stranger, While thou hest Out of Christ, Greater is thy danger. Trust not to thy smooth behavior : All's deceit; And the cheat Keeps thee from the Saviour. Oft we're blest when dangers fright us? Jesus came To reclaim Sinners, not the righteous. Sick men feel their bad conditions; But the soul, That is whole, Slights the good Physician. HYMN 65. C.M.D. But it is goodfor me to draw near to God. Psalm lxxiii. 28. As when a child secure of harms Hangs at the mother's breast, Safe folded in her anxious arms, Receiving food and rest : And while thro' many a painful path The traveling parent speeds The fearless babe, with passive faith. Lies still, and yet proceeds. 11 98 HYMN 66. % Should some short start his quiet break, He fondly strives to fling His little arms about her neck, And seems to closer cling. Poor child, maternal love alone Preserve thee first ; Thy parent's arms, and not thy own, Are those that hold thee fast. 3 So souls that would to Jesus cleave, And hear his secret call, Must ev'ry fair pretension leave, And let the Lord be all, " Keep close to me, thou helpless sheep,' ' The shepherd softly cries, Lord tell me what tis close to keep ? The list'ning sheep replies. 4 " Thy dependence on me fix ; "Nor entertain a thought, "Thy worthless schemes with mine to mix, "But venture to be nought. tt Fond self direction is a shelf; " Thy strength, thy wisdom flee u When thou art nothing in thy self, 44 Thou then art close to me»" HYMN 67. 99 HYMN 67. L. M. . 1 Ye tempted souls, reflect Whose name 'tis you profess : Your master's lot yeu must eapect, Temptations more or less. 2 Dream not of faith so clear, As shuts all doublings out : Remember how the devil could dare To tempt «'en Christ to doubt. 3 "If thou'rt the Son of God, (O, 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. 5 Think not he now will fail To make us shrink and droop,, Our faith he daily will assail, «#nd dash our very hope. 6 That impious ?/ he thus At God incarnate threw, No wonder if he cast at us, J2nd make us feel it too. 100 HYMN 68. 7 To cause despairs the scope Of Satan and his pow'rs, Against hope to 'believe in hope. My brethren, must be ours. 8 Buts, ifs, and hows 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; Tho' hard the battle seem, Our Captain stood the fiery test, And we shall stand thro' him. HYMN 68. S. M. The Prodigal. 1 Now for a wondrous song, (Keep distance, ye profane; Be silent, each unhallowed tongue, Nor turn the truth to bane.) 2 The prodigal's return'd, Th 1 apostate bold and base '■> That all his Father's counsels spurn'd, And long abus'd his grace. 3 What treatment since he came? Love tenderly exprest, What robe is brought to hide his shame ? The best, the very best. HYMN 69. 101 4 Rich food the servants bring, Sweet music charms his ears, See what a beauteous costly ring The beggars finger wears. 5 Ye elder sons, be still ; Give no bad passion vent .• My brethren, 'tis our Father's will, And you must be content. 6 All that he has is yours : Rejoice then, not repine, That love that all your state secures, That love has alterM mine. 7 Good God, are these thy ways! If rebels thus are freed, And favor'd with peculiar grace, Grace must be free indeed. HYMN 69. 7's & 6's. Ml my springs are in thee. Psalm lxxxvii.7-. 1 Bless the Lord, my soul, and raise A glad and grateful song To my dear Redeemer's praise; For I to him belong. He my goodness, strength, and God, In whom I live, and move, and am, Paid my ransom with his blood : My portion is the Lamb. ll* 102 HYMN 69. 2 Tho' temptations seldom cease ■ Tho' frequent griefs I feel; Yet his Spirit whispers peace, And he is with me still. Weak of body, sick in soul, Deprest at heart, and faint with fears, His dear presence makes me whole, And with sweet comfort cheers. 3 O my Jesus, thou art mine, With all thy grace and power; I am now, and shall he thine, When time shall be no more. Thou reviv'st me by thy death ; Thy blood from guilt has set me free; My fresh springs of hope, and faith, And love, are all in thee. HYMN 69. If there arise among you a prophet, or a dreamer of. dreams, fyc. Deut. xiii. i, &c. 1 No prophet, nor dreamer of dreams, No master of plausible speech, To live like an angel who seems, Or like an apostle to preach ; No tempter, without or within, No spirit, tho' ever so bright, That comes crying out against sin , And looks like an angel of light HYMN 70. 103 2 Tho' reason, tho' fitnest 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 any thing, easy or hard, He teach, save the lamb and his blood. 3 Remember, O 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 fixt, What conjugal truth didst thou vow! With him was there any thing mixt? Then what wouid'st thou mix with him now- 4 If close to the Lord thou would'st cleave, Depend on his promise alone ; His righteousness would'st 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. 5 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. 104 HYMN 71. Poor comfort to mourners they give, Who set us to labor in vain; And strive, with a Do this and live. To drive us to Egypt again. 6 But vr hat says our Shepherd divine? (For his blessed word we should keep*) a This flock has my Father made mine, " I lay down my life for my sheep, " 'Tis life everlasting 1 give ; " My blood wa6 the price that it cost, u Not one that on me shall believe, « Shall ever be finally lost/' 7 This God is the God we adore, Our faithful unchangeable friend . Whose love is as large as his pow'r, And neither knows measure nor end, 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last ; W r hose Spirit shall guide us safe home ; We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust bim for all that's to come. HYMN 71. <7ts. Believe in the Lord your God ; so. shall you be established. 2 Chron. xx.20. 1 Lord, we lie before thy feet, Look on all our deep distress ; Thy rich mercy may we meet. Clothe us with thy righteousness, HYMN 71. 105 Stretch forth thy Almighty hand, Hold us up, and we shall stand. 2 Shame, and fear, and pain we feel Viewing our unstable hearts : How we wander, waver, reel, Only wise by fits and starts, Thou art truth — but what are we? Fickle fools, and false to thee. 3 Oh, that closer we could cleave To thy bleeding, dying breast* Give us firmly to believe, And to enter into rest, Lord, increase, increase our faith, Make us faithful unto death. 4 Make thy mighty wonders known, Let us see thy sufferings plain ; Let us hear thee sigh and groan, Till we sigh and groan again, Rend, O rend the veil between; Open wide the bltfody scene. 5 Let us, with a steadfast faith, View our dear incarnate God, Shudd'ring in the arms of death, Bow'd beneath our uature's load Make our union with thee clear, Perfect love and cast out fear. 6 Let us trust thee evermore, Ev'ry moment on thee call, 106 HYMN 72. For new life, new will, newpow'r, Let us trust thee, Lord for all, My we nothing know beside Jesus, and him crucified. HYMN 72. 7's. Jesus, oft times resorted thither with his disciple \ John xviii 2. 1 Jesus, while he dwelt below, As divine historians say, To a place would often go, Near to Kedron's brook it lay '• In this place he loy'd to be, And 'twas nam'd Gethsemane. 2 'Twas a garden, as we read, At the foot of Olivet, Low, and proper to be made The Redeemer's lone retreat, When from noise he would be free, Then he sought Gethsemane. 3 I'hither. by their Master brought, His disciples likewise came : There the heav'nly truths he taught Often set their hearts on flame, Therefore they, as well as he, Visited Gethsemane. 4 Here they oft conversing sat, Or might join with Christ in pray'r ; Oh, what blest devotion's that, When the Lord himselfis there! HYMN 72. 107 All things to them seem'd t'agree To endear Gethsemane, 5 Here no strangers durst intrude, But the Prince of Peace could sit, Cheer'd with sacred solitude, Wrapt in contemplation sweet : Yet how little could they see, Why he chose Gethsemane. 8 Full of love to man's lost race, On this conflict much he thought ; This he knew the destin'd place, And he lov'd the sacred spot, Therefore 'twas he lik'd to be Often in Gethsemane. 7 They his foll'wers with the rest, Had incurr'd the wrath divine jflnd their Lord, with pity prest, Long'd to bear their loads — and mine, Love to them, and love to me Made him love Gethsemane, 8 Many woes had he endur'd, Many sore temptations met Patient, and to pains inur'd But the sorest trial yet Was to be sustain'd in thee, Gloomy sad Gethsemane! 9 Came at length the dreadful night Vengeance with it's iron rod Stood, and with collected might Bruis'd the harmless Lamb of God, 108 HYMN 72. See, my soul, thy Saviour see, Grov'ling in Gethtemanel 10 View him in that Olive Press, Squeez'd and wrung, till whelm'd in blood! View thy maker's deep distress! Hear the sighs and groans of God! Then reflect what sin must be, Gazing on Gethsemane. 11 Poor disciples, tell me now, Where's the love you lately had! Where's that faith ye all could vow?- But this hour is too, too sad, 'Tis not now for such as ye To support Gethsemane. 12 Oh, what wonders love has done! But how little understood! God well knows, and God alone, What produc'd that sweat of blood, Who can thy deep wonders see, Wonderful Gethsemane, 13 There my God bore all my guilt : This thro' grace can be believ'd i But the horrors which he felt, Are too vast to be conceiv'd, None can penetrate thro' thee, Doleful, dark Gethsemane. 14 Gloomy garden, on thy beds Wash'd by Kedron's waters foul, HYMN 72. 109 Grow most rank and bitter weeds t Think on these, my 9inful soul. Would'st thou sin's dominion dee, Call to mind Getksemane. 15 Sinners, vile like me, and lost, (If there's one so vile as I) Leave more righteous souls to boast ; Leave them, and to refuge fly. We may well bless that decree, Which ordain'd Getksemane. 16 We can hope no healing hand. Leprous quite throughout with sin : Loath'd incurables we stand, Crying out, unclean, unclean. Help there's none for such as we, But in dear Getksemane. 17 Eden, from each flow'ry bed, Did for man short sweetness breathe : Soon by Satan's counsel led, Man wrought sin, and sin wrought death. But of life the healing tree Grows in rich Getksemane. 18 Hither, Lord, thou didst resort Oft-times with thy little train ; Here would'st keep thy private court ? Oh ! confer that grace again. Lord resort with worthless me Oft-times to Getksemane. 12 110 HYMN 72. 19 True, 1 can't deserve to share In a favor so divine : But, since sin first fix'd thee there, None have greater sins than mine : And to this my woful plea Witness thou Gethsemane. 20 Sins against a holy God— Sins against his righteous law — Sins against his love, his blood — Sins against his name and cause — Sins immense as is the sea : Hide me O Gethsemane. 21 Here's my claims, and here alone. None a saviour more can need. Deeds of righteousness I've none, No, not one good work to plead. Not a glimpse of hope for me, Only in Gethsemane. 22 Saviour, all the stone remove From my flinty frozen heart Thaw it with the beams of love — Pierce it with a blood-dipt dart. Wound the heart that woundedt hee. Melt it in Gethsemane. 23 Father, Son and Holy Ghost, One Almighty God of love, Hymn'd by all the heav'nly host. In thy shining courts above. HYMN 73. Ill HYMN 73. C. M. The inestimable benefits of Chrises Death, infer- red from the excellency of his Person. Part 1. 1 The things on earth which men esteem, And of their richness boast, In value, less or greater seem, Proportion'd to their cost. 2 The diamond that's for thousands sold, Our admiration draws : For dust, men seldom part with gold, Or barter pearls for straws. 3 Then what inestimable worth Must in those crowns appear* For which the Lord came down to earth And bought for us so dear ? 4 The Father dearly loves the Son, And rates his merits high : For no mean cause he sent him down To suffer, grieve, and die. 5 The blessings from his death that flow So little we esteem, Only because we slightly know, And meanly value him. 6 'Twas our Creator for us bled, The Lord of life and power ; H2 HYMN 72. Whom angels worship, devils dread, God blest for evermore. 7 Oh ! could we but with clearer eyes His excellencies trace ; Could we his person learn to prize, We more should prize his grace. Part 2. CM. 1 And did the darling Son of God For sinners deign to bleed ? The puchase of that precious blood Must needs be rich indeed. 2 God's wisdom would not pay for toys So great a price as this : 'Tis God like glory, boundless joys, 'Tis unexampled bliss. 3 Saints, raise your expectations high—* Hope all that heav'n has good : Think what the blood of Christ can buy ; Invaluable blood ! 4 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, Nor can the heart conceive, What blessings are for them prepar'd Who in the Lord believe. £ By others, for their virtue fair. Let rich rewards be sought : HYMN 74. . 113 Give me, my God, to freely share, What thou hast dearly bought. HYMN 74. Who of God has made unto us Wisdom, and Right- eousness, and Sanctif cation, and Redemption. 1 Believers own they are but blind ; 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'. 4 That we're unholy needs no proof; We sorely feel the fall : But Christ has holiness enough To sanctify us all. 4 Expos'd 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, ^nd richly grasp the whole. 12* 114 HYMN 75. 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. HYMN 75. C M. And the Lord shut him in. Gen. vii. 16. 1 When IVoah, with his favor'd few, 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 into Christ believe, Quickened by vital faith, Eternal life at once receive, .And never shall see death. 5 In his own heart the Christian puts No trust, but builds his hopes On him that opes, and no man shuts, And shuts, and no man opes. 115 HYMN 76. 6 In Christ his ark he safely rides, Not wreck'd by death or sin, Hovr it is he so fast abides ? The Lord has shut him in. HYMN 76. Difference and Degrees of Faith- 1 He that believeth Christ, the Lord, Who shed for man his blood, By giving credence to his word, Exalts the truth of God. So far he's right, but let him know, Further than this he must not go. 2 He that believes on Jesus Christ, Has a much better faith ; His prophet now beeomes his priest, And saves him by his death. By Christ he finds his sins forgiv'n .And Christ has made him heir of heavn. 3 But he that into Christ believes, What a rich faith has he ! In Christ he moves, and acts, and lives, From self and bondage free. He had the Father and the Son, For Christ and he are now but one 4 Till we attain to this rich faith* Tho' iafe, we are not found * 116 HYMN 77. Tho* we are sav'd from guilt and wrath, Perfection is not found. Lord, make our union closer yet, And let the marriage be complete. HYMN 77. Thou hast guided them, in thy strength, unto thy holy habitation. Exod. xv. 13. 1 Mistaken men may bawl Againsi the grace of God, And threat with final fall The purchase of his blood: But tho' they own the Saviours name, From him such gospel never came. 2 Shall babes in Christ, bereft Of God's rich gift of faith Be to their own will left, .4nd sin the sin to death ? Shall any child of God be lost, And Satan cheat the Holy Ghost 3 Dark unbelief and pride, With Pharisaic zeal, We lay you all aside, ' And trust a surer seal. We rest our souls in Jesu's worth And give the glory to the Lord. i Led forth by God's free grace. And guided in his power. 117 HYMN 78. We reach his ho!y place, j?nd live for evermore. 'Twas this place Moses had in view j Of this he sang, and we sing too. HYMN 78. The young lions do lack, and suffer hunger : But they that seek the Lord shall not want any good thing. Psalm xxxiv 10. 1 Ye lambs of Christ's fold, Ye weaklings in faith, Who long to lay hold On life by his death : Who fain would believe him, And in your best room Would gladly receive him, But fear to presume : 2 Remember one thing, (O ! may it sink deep) Our Shepherd and King Cares much for his sheep. To trust him endeavor, The work is his own ? He makes the believer, .And gives him his crown. 3 Those feeble desires, Those wishes so weak, 'Tis Jesus inspires, And bids jou still seek . 118 HYMN 78, 1 His Spirit will cherish The life he first gave; You never shall perish, If Jesus can save. Proud lions, that boast When lusty and young, Soon find, to their cost, Self-confidence wrong : Tormented with hunger They feel their strength vain, For famine is stronger, And gnaws them with pain. 5 But lambs are preserv'd, Tho' helpless in kind ; When lions are starv'd, They nourishment find. Their Shepherd upholds them, When faint, in his arms, And feeds them, and folds them, And guards them from harms. 6 Tho' sometimes, we see, The case is not thus ; Bad shepherds will flee, Yet what's that to us? The shepherd that chose us Must surely be good ; Who rather than lose us, Would shed his heart's blood. HYMN 79, 119 7 Blest soul, that can'st say, " Christ only I seek i" Wait for him alway ; Be constant, tho' weak. The Lord whom thou seekest. Will not tarry long, And to him the weakest Is dear as the strong. HYMN 79-o He hath covered me with the Robe of Rigtheous ness. lsa. Ixi. 10. 1 Of all the creatures God has made There is but man alone, That stands in need to be array'd In cov'rings not his own, 2 But nature, bears, and bulls, and swine ? With fowls of ev'ry wing, Are much more warm, more safe, more fine Than man their fallen king. 3 Naked and weak, we want a screen But when with clothes we're deckt. Nor only lies our shame unseen, But we command respect. 4 Can sinful souls then stand unclad Before God's burning throne, ,411 bare, or (what is quite as bad; Tn cov'rings oftheir own ? HYMN 80. 12# d Rich garments must be worn to grace The marriage of the Lamb : Not nasty rags, to stink the place, Nor nakedness to shame, 6 Robes of imputed righteousness Will gain us God's psteem ; No naked pride, no fig-leaf dress, How fair soe'er it seem. 7 'Tis calKd a Robe, perhaps to mean, Man has by nature none : It grows not native like our skin, But is by faith put on. 8 A sinner cloth'd in this rich vest. And garments wash'd in blood, Is renderd fit with Christ to feast, And be the guest of God. HYMN 80. Free Grace. 1 Ye children of God, By faith in his Son 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. HYMN 80. *21 I 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 me. 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 can 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, Tho' filthy as Mary,* Manasseh, or I. * Mary Magdalene. 10 122 HYMN 81. HYMN 81 Go- tion; and have washed their Robes, and made them white, in the Blood of the Lamb. Rev. xii, i4r. 1 Brethren, those who come to bliss, Come thro' sore temptations : Let us all rememb'ring this, Pray for faith and patience. 2 See the suff'ring church of Christ, Gather' d from all quarters : All contain'd in that red list, Were not murder'd martyrs. 3 Saints who feel the load of sin Yet come off victorious, Suffer martyrdom within," Tho' it seem less glorious. 130 HYMN 3? 4 Th' Holy Ghost will make the soul Feel it's sad condition ; For the sick and not the whole, Need the good Physician. 5 Of that mighty multitude, Who of life were winners, This we safely may conclude, All were wretched sinners. 6 All were loathsome in God's sight, Till the blood tf Jesus Wash'd their robes, and made them white Now they sing his praises. 7 Ev'ry kindred, tongue, and tribe, From their tribulation Stand ; and to the Lamb ascribe ? .#11 their free salvation. 8 Let us likewise laud the Lamb . And in all affliction, Count our case with theirs the same. Without contradiction. HYMN 87. C. M. For the kingdom of God is not in word, bat in power, i Cor. iv. 20. 1 A form of words, tho'e'er so sound, Can never save a soul ; The Holy Ghost must give the wound, And make the wounded whole. HYMN 87. 131 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 chosen me. 3 Sinners, J read, are justified By faith in Jesus' olood : 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 ?ne, That 1 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 he has heard my pray'rs. 7 That sinners black as hell, by Christ Are sav'd, I know full well ; For I his mercy have not raiss'd, And I am black as hell. 8 Thus Christians glorify the Lord; His spirit joins with ours, 132 HYMN 88. In bearing witness to his word, With all its saving pow'rs. HYMN 88. Blessed are ihey that mourn for they shall be com* forted. Matth. v. 4, 1 Christ is the friend of sinners •• Be that forgotten never. A wounded soul, And not a whole, Becomes a true believer. To see sin, smarts but slightly ! To own with lip-confession, Is easier still ; But oh ! to feel, Cuts deep beyond expression : 2 Trust not to joyous fancies, Light-hearts, or smooth behaviour. Sinners can say (And none but they) " How precious is the Saviour !" Then hail ye happy mourners, How blest your state to come is ! Ye soon will meet With comfort sweet ; It is the Lord's own promise. 3 The contrite heart and broken, God will not give to ruin. This sacrifice HYMN 89. 133 He'll not despise ; For 'tis his Spirit's doing-. Then hail ye happy mourners, Who pass thro' tribulation. Sin's filth and guilt, Perceiv'd and felt, Make known God's great salvation, Dry doctrine cannot save us, Blind zeal, or false devotion. The feeblest pray'r, If faith be there, Exceeds all empty notion. Then hail, ye happy mourners ; Ye will at last be winners. By Jesus' blood, The righteous God Is reconcil'd to sinners. HYMN 89. S. P. M. The spirit that dwelleth in us lusteth to envy, James iv. 5. What tongue can fully tell That Christian's grievous load, Who would do all things well, And walk the ways of God ; But feels within Foul envy lurk, And lust, and work, Engend'ring sin ? 11 134 HYMN 90. 2 Poor, wretched, worthless worm*! In what sad plight I stand ! When good I would perform, Then eyil is at hand. My leprous soul Is all unclean, My heart obscene, My nature foul. 3 To trust to Christ alone, By thousand dangers scar'd t And righteousness have none, Is something very hard. Whate'er men say, The needy know It must be so ; It is the way. 4 Thou all sufficient Lamb, God blest for evermore, We glory in th\ name, For thine is all the power. Stretch forth thy hand. And hold us fast ; Our first and last, In thee we stand. HYMN 90. C. P. M. / will bear the indignation of the Lord because have sinned against him. Mic. irii. 9. 1 Come, ye backsliding sons of God, (For many such there are) HYMN 91. 135 Who long the paths of sin have trod 3 Come, cast away despair, Return to Jesus Christ ; and see, There's mercy still for such as we. 2 True, we cannot pretend to much Of usefulness or fruit : But yet the love of Christ is such, We still retain the root. Returning prodigals shall find, Tho' they are base, their Father's kind, 3 They who have never gone astray, Since first the Lord they knew, Walk in a much more pleasant way, While we our folly rue : But tho' we seem to differ thus, They can't be perfect without us, 4 The indignation of the Lord A while we will endure ; For we hare sinn'd againsr his word, But still his grace is sure. 'Tis all a gift : let no man boast : • For Jesus came to save the lost. HYMN 91. S. M. I am the Way, and the Truth, and the Life. John xiv. 6. I I Aif, saith Christ, the way, Now if we credit Him, 136 HYMN 92. All other paths 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 follows without further strife. That all besides is death. 4 If what those words aver, The Holy Ghost apply ; The simplest Christian shall not eih' Nor be deceived, nor die. HYMN 92. L. M. Love not the World, i John ii. 15* 1 My brethren, why these anxious fears, These warm pursuits, and eager cares, For earth, and all its gilded toys ? If the whole world you could possess, It might enchant ; it could not bless : False hopes, vain pleasures and light joys'. 2 Remember, brethren, whose you are ; Whose cause you own: whose name you bear, Is it not his, who could not call His own (tho' he had all things made ) A place whereon to lay his head ? HYMN 02. 137 A servant, tho' the Lord of all. 3 If wealth, or honor, power, or fame, Can bring you nearer to the Lamb, Then follow these with all your might : But if they only make you stray, And draw your hearts from him away : Raflect, in what you thus delight. 4 Jesus hath said (who surely knew Much better what we ought to do, Than we can e'er pretend to see) "No thought e'en for the morrow take." And" He that will not, for my sake, " Relinquish all's unworthy me, 5 Let no vain words your s©uls deceive ; Nor Satan tempt you to believe The world and God can hold their parts. True Christians long for Christ alone. The sacrifices God will own, Are broken, not divided, hearts. 6 Great things we are not here to crave ; But, if we food and raiment have, Should learn to be therewith content; Into the world we nothing brought, Nor can we from it carry ought : Then walk the way your Master went. 11* 133 HYMN 93. HYMN 93 C. M. For a Public Fast. 1 Lord, look on all assembled here, Who in thy presence stand, To offer up united pray'r For this our sinful land. 2 Oft have we each in private pray'd Our country might find grace, Now hear the same petitions made In this appointed place. 3 Or, if amongst us some be met, So careless of their sin They have not cry'd for mercy yet fl Lord, let them now begin. 4 Thou by whose death poor sinners live, By whom their pray'rs succeed, Thy Spir't of supplication give, And we shall pray indeed. 5 We will not slack, nor give thee rest ; But importune thee so, That, till we shall be by thee blest, We will not let thee go. 6 Great God of Hosts, deliv'rance bring Guide those that hold the helm ; Support the state, preserve the king, *<2nd spare the guilty realm'. HYMN 94. 139 7 Or should the dread decree be past, *4nd we must feel thy rod ; May faith and patience hold us fast To our correcting God. 8 Whatever be our destin'd case, Accept us in thy Son. Give us his gospel and his grace, And then thy will be done. HYMN 94. C M. For he hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin ; that we might be made the Righteousness of God in him. 2 Cor. 25. 1 When I, by faith, my Maker see, In weakness and distress, Brought down to that sad state for me,^ Which angels can't express ; 2 When that great God, to whom I go For help, amaz'd I view ; By sin and sorrow sunk as low As I — and lower too ; 3 (For all our sins we his may call, As he sustain'd their weight : How huge the heavy load of all, When only mine's so great !) 4 Then, ravish'd with the rich belief Of such a love as this, I'm lost in wonder, melt with grief, 140 HYMN 95. And faint beneath the bliss. 5 Prostrate I fall, asham'd of doubl, j3nd worship love divine. Thus may I always be devout ; Be this religion mine. 6 In this alone I can confide : Here's righteousness enough. What's all the boast of nature's pride ! What unsubstantial stuff! 7 Rounds of dead service, forms, and ways, Which some do so esteem, Compar'd with this stupendous gfrace, What trivial trash they seem ? 8 Lord, help a worthless worm, so weak He can do nothing good, May all I act, or think, or speak, Be sprinkled with thy blood. HYMN 95. C. M. For the Law was given by Moses « but Grace and Truth came by Jesus Christ. John I. 17. 1 Is then the law of God untrue, Which he by Moses gave ? No : but to take it in this view, That it has power to save. HYMN 96. 141 2 Legal obedience were complete, Could we the law fulfil ; But no man ever did so yet, And no man ever will. 3 The law was never meant to give New strength to man's lost race. We cannot act before we live ; And life proceeds from grace. 4 But grace and truth by Christ are given, To him must Moses bow, Grace fits the new born soul for heaven,y And truth informs us how. 5 By Christ we enter into rest ; And triumph o'er the fall. Whoe'er would be completely blest, Must trust to Christ for all. HYMN 96. Let God be true^ but every man a liar, Rom. iii. 4. 1 The God I trust, Is true and just, His mercy hath no end, Himself hath said, My ransom's paid = And I on him depend. 2 Then why so sad, My soul ? Tho' bad, 142 HYMN 97. Thou hast a friend that's good : He bought thee dear ; ( Abandon fear) He bought thee with his blood • 3 So rich a cost Can ne'er be lost, Though faith be tried by fire, Keep Christ in view : Let God be true, And ev'ry man a liar. HYMN 97. Come and welcome to Jesus Christ. 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to to save you, Full of pity join'd with pow'r. He is able, he is able, he is able, He is willing, doubt no more. 2 Ho! ye needy, come and welcome, God's free bounty glorify : True belief, and true repentance, Ev'ry grace that brings us nigh, Without money, without money, without tno- Come to Jesus Christ and buy. [ney, 3 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream : All the fitness he requiretb, HYMN 97. 143 Is to feel your need of him. This he gives you, this he gives you, this he gives you — 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 4 Come ye weary, heavy laden, Bruis'd and mangled by the fall . If ye tarry till you're better, You will never come at all. Not the righteous, not the righteous, not the righteous, Sinners, Jesus came to call. 5 View him grov'ling in the garden ; Lol your Maker prostrate lies- On the bloody tree behold him, Hear him cry, before he dies; It is finished ; it is finished ; it is finished Sinner, will not this suffice ? 3 Lo! th' incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood • Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude. None but Jesus, none but Jesus, none but Je- Gan do helpless sinners good. [sus, 7 Saints and angel? join'd in concert. Sing the praises of the Lamb ; While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name. Hallelujah ! hallelujah ! hallelujah ! Sinners here may sing the same, 144 HYMN 98. HYMN 98. CM. And ine Lord went his way, as soon as he had left communing with Abraham, and Abraham re- turned unto his place. Gen. xviii. 33. 1 Whew Jesus with his mighty love Visits my troubled breast, My doubts subside, my fears remove, And I'm completely blest. 2 1 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 ev'ry 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 gone. 5 I to my own sad place return, My wretched state to feel . I tire, and faint and mope, and mourn, And am but barren still. 6 More frequent let thy visits be. HYMN 100. 145 Or let them longer last; I can do nothing without thee, Make haste, my God, make haste. HYMN 99. C. M. Son, be. of good cheer, thy sins beforgiv.cA thee. Matth. ix. 2. 1 How high a privilege 'tis to know Our sins are all forgiv ? n ! To bear about this pledge below, This special grant of heav'n ! 2 To look on this, when sunk in fears i 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! 4 This is a treasure rich indeed, Which none but Christ can give = Of this the best of men have need — This I, the worst, receive- HYMN 100. L.M. The Same. 1 Blessed are they whose guilt is gone, Whose sins are wash'd away with blood, it 146 HYMN 101. Whose hope is fixt on Christ alone — Whom Christ hath reconcil'd to God. 2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord Iniquity will not impute ; Who venturing on his Saviour's word. Of faith enjoys the peaceful fruit. 3 Tho' trav'ling thro' this vale of tears, He many a sore temptation meets : The Holy Ghost this witness bears, He stands in Jesus still complete. 4 The pearl of price no works can claim; He that finds this, is rich indeed : This pure white stone contains a name, Which none, bwt who receives, can read. 5 This precious gift, this bond of love, The Lord oft gives his people here : But what we all shall be above, Doth not, my brethren, yet appear. 6 Yet this we safely may believe, 'Tis what no words ran e'er express : What saints themselves cannot conceive, And brightest angels can but guess. HYMN 101. L. M. Is not this a brand plucked out of the fire. Zechariah. iii. 2. 1 Thus saith the Lord to those that stand, .And wait to hear his great command ; HYMN 102. 147 " 1 have a sinner to renew, *' And lo! this charge I give to you, 1 " Pull his polluted garments off, u Here, soul, here's rament rich enough- lc Clothe thee with rigteousness divina, u Not creature's righteousness, but mine. - 3 " Satan, avaunt — stand off, ye foes j u 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's! in me complete, " Tho, they accuse thee, I acquit : <* I bore for thee avenging fire. " jSnd pluck'd thee burning from the fire." HYMN 102. L. M. Condescend to men of low estate, Rom. xii.16. 1 To you who stand in Christ so fast, Ye know your faith shall ever last : The Lord on whom that faitk depends, This kind important message sends. 2 If light exulting thoughts arise, Your weaker brethren to despise, Rememfeer all to me are dear, Who most is favor'd most should bear. i48 HYMN 103. 3 If strong 1 thyself, support the weak ; If well, be tender to the sick : To babes I oft reveal my mind, And they who seek my face shall find. 4 If faith be strong as well as true, Then strive that love may be so too : Boast not, but meek and lowly be, The humblest soul is most like me. i> Should I, displeas'd. my face but turn, Ye sadly would your folly mourn : Who now seem best, would soon be worst . I often make the last the first. 6 Encourage souls that on me wait, And stoop to those of low estate : Contempt, or slight, I can't approve, Be love your aim, for I am love. HYMN 103. S. M. wretched man that I am! who will deliver me from the body of this death? Rom. vii. 24. 1 How sore a plague is sin, To those by whom ? ris felt ! The Christian cries, unclean, unclean. Even tho' releas'd from guilt. 2 O wretched, wretched man ! What horrid scenes 1 view ! 1 find, alas ! do all 1 can, That lean nothing do HYMN. 104. 149 3 When good I would perform, Thro' fear of shame I stop.- Corruption rises, like a storm, And blasts the promis-d crop. 4 Of peace if I'm in quest, Or love my thought engage, Envy and anger in aiy breast That moment rise and rage. 5 When for an humble mind To God I pour my pray'r, I look into my heart, and find TTiat pride will still be there. 6 How long dear Lord, how long Deliv'rance must I seek ; And fight with foes so very strong, Myself so very weak? 7 I'll bear th' unequal strife, And wage the war within; Since death, that puts an end to life, Shall put an end to sin. HYMN 104. S. M. / thank God through Jesus Christ our Ldrd* • Rom vii. 25- 1 7W void of all that's good, And very, very poor 12* 150 HYMN 105. Thro' Christ I hope to be renew'd, i#nd live for evermore. 2 I view my own bad heart, j3nd 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, Tho' I myself have none. 4 By virtue of his blood The Lord declares me clean ■ Thus serves my mind the law of God, My flesh the law of sin. HYMN 105. CM. Thou shalt guide me by thy counsel. Psalm lxxiii. 24. 1 Whene'er I make some sudden stop, (For many such I make ) And cannot see the cloud clear'd up, Nor know which path to take : 2 I to my Saviour speed my way, To tell my dubious state : Then listen what the Lord will say, And hope to follow that. HYMN 106. 151 3 If Jesus seem to hide his face, What anxious fears I feel ! But if he deign to whisper peace, I'm happy, all is well. 4 Confirm'd by one soft secret word, I seek no further light j But walk, depending on my Lord, By faith, and not by sight. 5 Of friends and counsellors bereft, I often hear him say ; " Decline not to the right nor left, "Go on, lo here's the way." 6 Weak in myself, in him I'm strong, His Spirit's voice 1 hear : The way I walk cannot be wrong, If Jesus be but there. 7 He is my helper and my guide- I trust to him alone : No other helps have I beside, I venture all on one. HYMN 106- C. M. Blessed be ye poor. Luke vi, 20. ! Lord, when I hear thy children talk, (And I believe 'tis often. true ) How with delight thy ways they walk,*, »?nd gladly thy commandments do. 152 HYMM 106.. 2 In my own brenst I look and read Accounts so very different 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, i. My wretched leanness I deplore, 'Tillgladden'd with a gleam of hope From this— 4 '- The Lord has blest the poor Then, while I make my secret moan, Upwards I cast taj 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 run : Still tru«t to — not what I can do, UBut 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 lik'st best. HYMN 10?. ib.i HYMN 107. G's&7-s. A general Admonition. i Brethren, why toil ye thus for toys, And reckon trash for treasure ; Call gay deceptions solid joys, Intoxication pleasure? 2 If more refin'd amusements please, As knowledge, arts or learning : A moment puts an end to these, And sometimes short's the warning, 3 What balm could wretches ever tind In wit to heal affliction ? Or who can cure a troubled mind, With all the pomp of diction ? 4 Reflect, what trifles ye pursue So anxious and so heedful ; For after all ( you'll find it true ) There is but one thing needful. 5 God in his scriptures to reveal His will has condescended i What there is said he will fulfil, Tho' man may be offended. 6 This written word with rev'rence treat. Join pray'r with each inspection ; And be not wise in self conceit, Tis folly to perfection. 154 HYMN 107. 7 True wisdon, of celestial birth, Can both instruct and cherish. Other attainments of earth, And all that's earth, must perish. £ The chief concern of fall'n mankind Should be to gain God's favor; What safety can the sinner find, Before he find a Saviour? 9 This Saviour must be one that can From sin and death release us ; Make up the breach 'twixt God and man, Which none can do but Jesus. 10 Jesus is judge of quick and dead, And there is none beside him : Whether hispow'r we slight or dread, «4dore him, or deride him. 11 Whate'er we judge ourselves, we must, Or stand, or fall by his doom : And they that in this Jesus trust, Have found eternal wisdom 12 Mercy, and love, from Jesus felt, Can heal a wounded spirit; Mercy, that triumphs over guilt, And love that seeks no merit. 13 Then kiss the Son, for from his wrath No wisdom can deliver • HYMN 108. tSb Close in Christ by saving faith, j3nd God's your friend for ever HYMN 108. C. M. Because thou sayest I am rich, and increased with goods. Revelation iii. 17. 1 What- makes mistaken men afraid Of sov'reign grace to preach? The reason is (if truth be said ) Because they are so rich 2 Why so offensive in their eyes Doth God's election seem ? Because they think themselves so wise That they have chosen him 3 Of perseverance why so loth Are some to speak or hear ? Because, as masters over sloth, They vow to persevere. 4 Whence is imputed righteousness, A point so little known ? Because men think they all possess Some righteousness their own, 5 Not so the needy helpless soul Prefers his humble pray'r : He looks to him that works the whole, And sees his treasure there. L^f HYMN 109. G His language is, ' 4 Let?ne, my God; u On sovereign grace rely ; t c J2nd own 'tis free, because bestow'd " On one so vile as I. 7 u Election ! 'Tis a word divine . " For, Lord, I plainly see, u Had not thy choice prevented mine, M I ne'er had chosen thee. 8 " For persevering strength I've none, " But would on this depend, " That Jesus having lov^d his ozi'Tij " He lov'd them to the end. 9 "Empty and bare I come to thee, " For righteousness divine : u O may thy matchless merits be. " By imputation mine!'' 10 Thus differ these, yet hoping each To make salvation sure Now most men would approve the rich But Christ has blest the poor. HYMN 109. For thine is the kingdom, 4*c. Matth. 1 Ye souJs that are weak, And helpless, and poor, Who know not to speak, Much less to do more, T.o ! here's a foundation HYMN 109. 157 For comfort and peace ; In Christ is salvation, The kingdom is his. 2 With pow'r he rules, And wonders performs ; Gives conduct to fools, And courage to worms, Beset by sore evils Without and within, By legions of devils, And mountains of sin. 3 Then be not afraid, Jill pow'r is giv'n To Jesus our head, In earth and in heav'n, Thro' him we shall conquer The mightiest foes, Our Captain is stronger Than all that oppose, 4 His pow'r from above He'll kindly 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 pow'r with God, 13 158 HYMN 110. 5 Thy grace we adore, Director divine, The kingdom, and pow'r, j3nd glory are thine, Preserve U9 from running On rocks or on shelves ; From foes strong and cunning, Jlnd most from ourselves. 6 Reign o'er us as king ; Accomplish thy will, And pow'rfullj bring Us forth from all ill ; Till falling before thee, We laud thy lov'd name, .Ascribing the glory To God and the Lamb. HYMN 110. L. M. Who was delivered for our offences, and'wasraist again for our justification. Rom.iv. 25, 1 Jesus, when on the bloody tree He hung, thro' soul and body pierc'd, (That all thingi might accomplished be Contain'd in scipture) said, / thirst, 2 Hyssop, the plant ordain'd by God, And heid by Jews in high esteem, Which sprinkled them with paschal blood, Sharp vinegar conveyd to him. HYMN 111. 159 5 This done, our dear our dying Lord, Exerts his short expiring breath ; Utters this rich important word, Tt* finish' 'd; and submits to death- * Henceforth an end is put to sin, (The important word implies no less) Now for believers is brought in An everlasting righteousness. 5 The Son of God and man has died, Sinners as black as hell to save ; And, that they might be justified, Is ris'n victorious from the grave. > In heav'n he lives, our king, our priest, There for his people ever pleads ; How sure is our salvation ! Christ Died, rose, ascended, intercedes. HYMN 111. For he shall not speak of himself, John xvi'13. i Whatever prompts the soul to pride, Or gives us room to boast, (Except in Jesus crucified) Is not the Holy Ghost. 2 That blessed Spir't omits to speak Of what himself has done ; And bids th' enlighten'd sinner seek Salvation in the Son. 160 HYMN" M2. 3 He seldom moves a man to say, " Thank God I'm made 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 i He gladly dictates, gladly hears, '• Salvation to the Lamb" HYMN 112. And ye are complete in him. Col. ii. 10. 1 When is it Christians all agree, And let distinctions fall? When, nothing in themselves, they see ThatChristisallin all. 2 But strife and diff'rence will subsist. While men will something seem. Let them but singly look to Christ, And all are one in Him. 3 The infant and the aged Saint, The worker, and the weak ; They who are strong, and seldom fain'. And they who scarce can speak, 4 Eternal life's the gift of God, It comes thro' Christ alone. 'Tils his, he bought it with his blood; And therefore give hisozm. HYMN 114. 161 5 We have no life, no power, no faitb, But what by Christ is giv'n. We all deserve eternal death : .And thus we all are ev'n. HYMN 113. The outcast of Israels 1 Lord, pity outcasts vile and base, The poor dependants on thy grace, Whom men disturbers call. By sinners and by saints withstood, For these too bad, for those too good Condemn'd or shunn'd by all. 2 Tho' faithful .flbr'ham us reject, And tho' his ransom'd race, elect, .Agree to give us up ] Thou art our Father, and thy name From everlasting is the same? On that we build our hope. HYMN 114. For the LoroVs Supper. 20 Hymns ; 1 The king of heaven a feast has made, And to his much lov'd friends, The faint, the famish'd and the sad, This invitation sends - 13* 162 HYMN 114. 2 " Beggars, approach ray royal board, " Furnish'd with all that's good = " Come, sit at table with your Lord, " .And eat celestial food. 3 u My body and my blood receive, " It comes entirely free ; " I ask no price for all I give ; " But O, remember me. 4 Lo! at thy gracious bidding, Lord, Tho' vile and base, we come ; O, speak the reconciling word, ^nd welcome wand'rers home. 5 Rich winei and milk, and heavenly meat, We come to buy, and live, Since nothing is the price that's set, ^nd we have nought to give. 6 Impart to all thy flock below The blessings of thy death. On ev'ry begging soul bestow Thy love, thy hope, thy faith. 7 May each, with strength from heav'n endu'd. Say, " My Beloved's mine : " I eat his flesh and drink his blood, In signs of bread and wine. HYMN 115. 163 HYMN 115. 1 This is the day the Lord has made : Rejoice, my friends, to see His royal table richly spread For such vile worms as we. 2 Ye beggars, from your dunghills rise, Cast off your rags of shame, Open, ye blind, your long clos'd eyes ; Jind leap for joy, ye lame. 3 Come, and with regal robes be clad, M at the cost of Christ. Come, ev'ry one a king be made, And ev'ry one a priest. 4 Welcome, poor sinner, welcome here, Leave all thy cares behind. Dismiss thy doubt, cast off thy fear '• Give reas'nings to the wind. 5 Believe thy God, believe his word, His Spirit, and his Son. Only believe thy dying Lord, And all the work is done. 6 Come, eat his flesh, and drink his blood, Make all his merits thine. Sure as thy body lives on food, And feels the strength of wine. 164 HYMN 116. HYMN 116. S. M. 1 Glory to God on high ; Our peace is made with heav'n i The Son of God came down to die, That sin might be forgiv'n. 1 His precious blood was shed, His body bruis'd, for sin ; Remember this in eating bread, And that in drinking wine. 3 Approach his royal board, In his rich garments clad. Join ev'ry tongue to praise the Lord ; And ev'ry heart be glad. 4 The Father gives the Son ; The Son his flesh and blood The Spir't applies, and faith puts on The righteousness of God. 5 Sinners, the gift receive, And each say, u I am chief : " Thou know'st, Lord, I would believe ; * Oh! help my unbelief." 6 Lord, help us from above, The power is all thy own, Faith is thy gift, and hope, and love ? For of ourselves we've none. HYMN 118. 166 HYMN 117. CM. 1 Father of heav'n, almighty King, How wond'rous is thy love ! That worms of dust thy praise should sing, And thou their songs approve ! 2 Since by a new and living way Access to thee isgiv'n, Poor sinners may with boldness pray, And earth converse with heav'n. 3 Give each some token, Lord, for good, ./fad 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. h Let ev'ry tongue the Father own : Who, when, we all were lost, To seek and save us sent the Son, .2nd gives the Holy Ghost. HYMN 118 CM. 1 Lord, who can hear of all thy woe, Thy groans and dying cries, 166 HYMN 119. .And not feel tears of sorrow flow, •And sighs of pity rise ? 2 Much harder than the hardest stone That man's hard heart must be. ~41as ! dear Lord, with shame we own, That just such hearts have we. 3 The symbols of thy flesh and blood Will (as they have been oft) With unrelenting hearts be view'd Unless thou make them soft. 4 Dissolve these rocks call forth the stream. Make ev'ry eye a sluice : Let none be slow to weep for him, Who wept so much for U9. 5 And while we mourn, and sing, and pray. And feed on bread and wine, Lord, let thy quick'ning Spir't convey The substance with the sign. HYMN 119. C M. 1 The blest memorials of thy grief, Thy sufFrings, and thy death, We come, dear Saviour, to receive ; But would receive with faith. 2 The tokens sent us, to relieve Our spirits when they droop, HYMN 120. 167 We come, dear Savior, to receive : But would receive with hope. 3 The pledges thou wast pleas'd to leave, Our mournful minds to move, We come, dear Saviour, to receive ; But would receive with love. 4 Here, in obedience to thy word, We take the bread and wine ; The utmost we can do, dear Lord, For all beyond is thine. 5 Increase our faith, and hope, and love ; Lord, give us all that's good, We would thy full salvation prove, And share thy flesh and blood. HYMN 120. 6's&8's. 1 Join ev'ry tongue to sing The mercies of the Lord, The love of Christ our King Let ev'ry heart record. He sav'd us from the wrath of God, And paid our ransom with his blood- 2 What wond'rous grace was this ? We sinn'd, and Jesus died ; He wrought the righteousness^ •And we were justified. 168 HYMN 121. We ran the score to lengths extreme ; And all the dtbt was charg'd on him. 3 Hell was our just desert And he that hell endur'd. Guilt broke his guiltless heart, With wrath that we incurr'd. We bruis'd his body, spilt his blood ; Md both became our heav'nly food. HYMN 121. 1 Hail, thou Bridegroom bruis'd to death ! Who hast the wine press trod Of th' Almighty's burning wrath, Hail, slaughtered Lamb of God ! Melt our hearts with love like thine, While we behold thee on the tree, Sweetly mourning o'er each sign, In memory of thee, 2 Hail, thou mighty Saviour ! blest Before the world began In the eternal Father's breast Hai!, Son of God and man ! Thee we hymn in humble strains. And to receive we all agree These blest symbols of thy pains In memory of thee. HYMN. 122 169 3 Break, O break these hearts of stone, By some endearing- word. Jesus come ; may ev'ry one Behold his sufi'ring Lord. Th' Holy Ghost into us breathe Help us to take, from doubtings free These dear tokens of thy death, In memory of thee. 4 Thou, our great Melchisedec, Bring'st forth thy bread and wine^ Thou hast wrought out (or our sake A righteousness divine, Send thy blessing from above. When worms partake, such worms as we, These rich pledges of thy love In memory of thee. HYMN 122. L. M. 1 Oh ! that our flinty hearts would melt, While to remembrance, Lord, we call Part of that weight which thou hast felt ; For who can comprehend it all ! 2 Ye sinners, while these symbols dear Present your suffering Lord to view, Drop the soft tribute of a tear; For he shed many a tear for you. 3 In the sad garden, on the wood, His body bruis'd, from ev'ry part, 14 170 HYMN 123. Pour'd on the ground a purple flood, 'Till sorrow broke his tender heart. 4 Lord, while we thus shew forth thy death, O send thy Spirit from above : Help us to feed on thee by faith ; And sigh, and sing, and mourn, and love. HYMN 123. S. M. 1 When thro' the desert vast, The chosen tribes were led. They could not plough, nor till, nor sow Yet never wanted bread. 2 Ground their wand'ring camp The copious manna fell 1 Strew'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, compar'd with ours Tho' theirs was angels' food. HYMN 125. 171- HYMN 124. S.M. 1 Lord, send thy Spirit down On babes that long to learn, Open our eyes ; and make us wise. Thy body to discern. 2 ' jTis by thy word we live, And not by bread alone ; The word of truth from thy blest mouth ■ O, maks it clearly known. . 3 With what we have receiv'd Impart thy quick'ning power, We would be fed with living bread,. .And live for evermore. HYMN 125. L. M. 1 Pity a helpless sinner, Lord, Who would believe thy gracious word But own my heart, with shame and grief, A sink of sin and unbelief. Lord, in thy house I read there's room : ^nd vent'ring hard behold I come. But can there, tell me, can there be, Among thy children room for me. 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 thy blood as shed for me. 172 HYMN 126. 4 For sinners, Lord thou cam'st to bleed And I'm a sinner, vile indeed ! Lord, I believe thy grace is free ; 0, magnify thy grace in me. HYMN 126 C M. 1 The tender mercies of the Lord On those that fear his name, For ev'ry thankful tongue afford An everlasting theme. 2 He pities all that feel his fear, When wounded, pain'd or weak 1 As tender mothers grieve t& hear Their infants moan, when sick. 3 He to the needy and the faint His mighty aid makes known ; .And when their languid life is spent, Supplies it with his own. 4 The body in his bounty shares, Sustain'd with corn and wine : But for the soul himself prepares A banquet more divine. 5 By faith received his flesh and blood Shall life eternal give : For he that eats immortal food Immortally must live. HYMN 127. 173 HYMN 127. 6's&8's. 1 When Jesus undertook To rescue ruin'd man, The realms of bliss forsook, And to relieve us ran ; He spar'd no pains, declined no load, Resolv'd to buy us with his blood. 2 No harsh commands he gave, No hard conditions brought. He came to seek and save, And pardon ev'ry fault. Poor trembling sinners, hear his call ; They come, and he forgives them all. 3 When thus we're reconcil'd, He sets no rig'rous tasks. His yoke is soft and mild ; For love is all he asks ■ Ev'n that from him we first receive, For well he knows we've none to give, 4 This pure and heav'nly gift Within our hearts to move, The dying Saviour left These tokens of his love : Which seem to say, "While this ye do ; " Remember him that died for vou." 14* 174 HYMM 128. HYMN 128. C. M. D. 1 That doleful night before his death, The Lamb of sinners slain, Did almost with his latest breath This solemn feast ordain. To keep thy feast, Lord, are we met ; j3nd to remember Thee. Help each poor trembler to repeat, For me, he died, for me. 2 Thy sufferings, Lord, each sacred sign To our remembrance brings: We eat the bread, and drink the wine j But think on nobler things. O, tune our tongues, and set in frame Each heart that pants to Thee, To sing " Hosanna to the Lamb, " The Lamb that died for me." Hal HYMN 129. 7's. 1 Jesus, once for sinners slain, Hal. From the dead was rais'd again ; And in heaven is now set down With his Father in his throne. 2 Theie he reigns a King supreme We shall also reign with Kim. Feeble souls, be not dismay'd; Trust in his almighty aid. HYMN 130. 175 3 He has made an end of sin, And his blood hath wash'd us clean. Fear not, he is ever near : Now, even now, he's with us here. 4 Thus assembling we, by faith, Till he come, shew forth his death. Of his body bread's the sign : And we drink his blood in wine. 5 Bread thus broken aptly shews How his body God did bruise : When the grape's rich blood we see, Lord, we then remember Thee. 6 Saints on earth, with saints above, Celebrate his dying lave. And let ev'ry ransom'd soul Sound his praise from pole to pole. HYMN 130. S. M. 1 The God, that first us chose, Th' eternal Father praise. What wondrous bounties he bestows! And by what wondrous ways ! His creatures all are fill'd, By him with proper food : But O ! he gives to ev'ry child His Son's own flesh and blood. 176 HYMN 131. 3 Here hungry souls appear, And eat celestial bread. The needy beggar banquets here. With royal dainties fed. 4 Here thirsty souls approach, ./tad drink immortal wine. The entertainment is for such, Prepar'd by grace divine. 5 God bids us bring no price 9 The feast is furnish'd free : His bounteous hand the poor supplies, And who more poor than we ? 6 His Spirit from above Our Father sends us down : And looks with everlasting love On all that love the Son. HYMN 131. C M. Before Preaching. 1 Once more we come before our God, Once more his blessing ask, O may not duty seem a load ! Nor worship prove a task. 2 Father, thy quick'ning Spirit send From heaven in Jesus' name, To make our waiting minds attend, And put our souls in frame. HYMN 132. 177 3 May we receive the word we hear, Each in an honest heart ; Hoard up the precious treasure there, And never with it part. 4 To seek thee all our hearts dispose, To each thy blessings suit. .And let the seed thy servant sows Produce a copious fruit. 5 Bid the refreshing north wind wake ; Say to the south wind blow ; Let every plant the power partake, And all the garden grow. 6 Revive the parch'd with heav'nly show'rs The cold with warmth divine. .And as the benefit is ours, Be all the glory thine. HYMN 132. L.M. The fear of the Lord. 2 Hymns* 1 Happy the men that fear the Lord, They from the paths of sin depart, Rejoice and tremble at his word, And hide it deep within the heart. 2 They in his mercy hope, thro' grace ; f Revere his judgments, not contemn. In pleasing him their pleasuie's plac'd ' And his delight is plac'd in them. 178 HYMN 133. 3 This fear, a rich and endless store, Preserves the soul from pois'nous pride, The heart that wants this fear is poor, Whatever it possess beside. 4 This treasure was by Christ possest. In this his understanding stood. And ev'ry one that's with it blest, Has free redemption in his blood. HYMN 133. S. M. 1 The men that fear the Lord, In ev'ry state are blest. The Lord will grant whate'er they want, Their souls shall dwell at rest, & His secrets they shall share ; His covenant shall learn : Guided by grace, shall walk his ways, And heavenly truth discern. 3 He pities all their griefs ; When sinking, makes them swim. He dries their tears, relieves their fears; And bids them trust in him. 4 In his remembrance-book, The Saviour sets them down, Accounting each a jewel rich ; And calls them all his own. HYMN 134. 179 $ This fear's the Spirit of faith . .And confidence that's strong ; An unctuous light to all that's right, A bar to ali that's wrong. 6 It gives religion life To warm as well as light ; Makes mercy sweet, salvation great, And all God's judgments right. HYMN 134. S. M. / will sing of mercy and of judgment Pslam ci. i. 1 Thy mercy, Lord, we praise ; Of judgment too we sing • For all the riches of thy grace, Our grateful tribute bring. 2 Mercy may justly claim A sinner's thankful voice ; j2nd judgment joining in the theme, We tremble and rejoice, 3 Thy mercies bids us trust ; Thy judgments strike with awe : We fear the last, we bless the first Ani love thy righteous law. 4 Who can thy acts express ? Or trace thy wondrous ways? 180 HYMN 153. How glorious is thy holiness ! How terrible thy praise ! 5 Thy goodness how immense To those that fear thy name ! Thy love surpasses thought or sense And always is the same. 6 Thy judgments are too deep For reason's line to sound. Thy tender mercies to thy sheep No bottom know, nor bound HYMN 135. S. M. D. Character and offices of Christ. 1 Christ is the eternal Rock, On which his church is built; The Shepherd of his little flock; The Lamb that took our guilt ; Our Counsellor ; our Guide ; Our Brother, and our Friend; The Bridegroom of his- chosen bride, Who loyes her to the end. 2 He is the Son to free ; The Bishop he to bless : The full Propitiation he; The Lord our Righteousness. His body's glorious Head, Our Advocate that pleads^ HYMN 135. 181 Our Priest that pray'd, aton'd, and bled, And ever intercedes. Let all obedient souls Their grateful tribute bring ; Submit to Jesu's righteous rules, And bow before their King. Our Prophet Christ expounds His and our Father's will. This good Physician cures our wounds, With tenderness and skill. When sin had sadly made 'Twixt wrath and mercy strife, Our dear Redeemer dearly paid Our ransom with his life. Faith gives the full release : Our Surety for us stood : The Mediator made the peace, And sign'd it with his blood. Soldiers, your Captain own. Domestics, serve your Lord. Sinners, the Saviour's love make known ; Saints, hymn th' incarnate Word : The Witness sure and true Of God's good will to men, The Alpha and th' Omega too, The first and last Amen. Poor pilgrims shall not stray, Who frighted, flee from wrath 16 182 HYMN 186. A bleeding Jesus is the Way, And blood tracks all the path. Christians in Christ obtain The Truth that can't deceive. And never shall they die again, Who in the Life believe. HYMN 136. C. M. D. Praise for creatioti and redemption. 1 While heavenly hosts their anthems sing. In realms above the sky, Let worms of earth their tribute bring, And laud the Lord most high. In thankful notes your voices raise, Ye ransom'd of the Lord : And sing the eternal Father's praise. The God by all ador'd. 2 All creatures to his bounty owe Their being and their breath ; But greatest gratitude should flow In men redeem'd from death. His only Son he deign'd to give ; (What love this gift declares !) And all that in the Son believe, Eternal life is theirs. HYMN 137. 183 HYMN 137. Put on the whole armour of God. Eph. vi. 1 Gird thy loins up, Christian soldier, Lo thy Captain calls thee out ' Let the danger make thee bolder • War in weakness, dare in doubt. Buckle on thy heavenly armour : «. Patch up no inglorious peace : Let thy courage wax the warmer, As thy foes and fears increase. 2 Bind thy golden girdle round thee, Truth to keep thee firm and right •. Never shall thy foe confound thee, While the truth maintains thy fight. Righteousness within thee rooted, May appear to take thy part : But let righteousness imputed Be the breast-plate of thy heart. 3 Shod with gospel-preparation, In the paths of promise tread. Let the hope of free salvation, As an helmet, guard thy head. When beset with various evils, Wield the Spirit's two-edg'd sword : Cut thy way through hosts of devils While they fall before the word. 184 HYMN 138. 4 But when dangers closer threaten, And thy soul draws near to death ; When assaulted sore by Satan, Then object the shield of faith j Fiery darts of fierce temptations, Intercepted by thy God, There shall lose their force in patience. Sheath'd in love, and quench'd in blood. 5 Though to speak thou be not able, Always pray, and never rest. Prayer's a weapon for the feeble s Weakest souls can wield it best. Ever on thy Captain calling, Make thy worst condition known. He shall hold thee up when falling • Or shall lift thee up when down. HYMN 138. L. P. M. Desertion, 1 Deep in a cold a joyless cell, A doleful gulph of gloomy care ! Where dismal doubts and darkuess dwell. The dangerous brink of black despair 1 Chill'd by the icy damps of death, I feel no firm support of faith. 2 How can a burden'd cripple rise ? How can a fetter'd captive flee ? HYMN 139. 185 Ah ! Lord, direct my wishful eyes; And let me look, at least, to thee. Alas ! my sinking spirits droop. I scarce perceive a glimpse of hope. 3 Extend thy mercy, gracious God, Thy quick'ning Spirt vouchsafe to send Apply thy reconciling blood, And kindly call thy foe thy friend Or if rich cordials thou deny, Let patience comfort's place supply. I Let hope survive, tho' dampt by doubt, Do thou defend my shatter'd shield. Oh ' let me never quite give out Help me to keep the bloody field. Lord, look upon th' unequal strife. Delay not, lest I lose my life. HYMN 139. M. C. Christs Resurrection' 4 Hymns. 1 See from the dungeon of the dead Our great deliv'rer rise ; While conquest wreaths his heavenly head. And glory glads his eyes. 2 The struggling Hero, strong to save, Did all our miseries bear Down to the chambers of the dead, ^nd left the burden there. 15* 186 HYMN 140. 4 See, how the well pleas'd angel rolls The stone ; and opes the pris'n. Lift up your heads ye sin sick souls, And sing, The Lord is ris^n. 4 No more indictments justice draws, It sets the soul at large, Our surety undertook the cause; .And faith'* a full discharge. 5 To save us, our Redeemer died ; T© justify|is, ros^ f Where's the condemning power beside Has right to interpose ? 6 The Lord is ris'n, thou trembling soul Let fears no more confound, Let heaven and earth from pole to pole The Lord is ris'n resound. HYMN 140 L. M. 1 Believer, lift thy drooping head ; Thy Saviour has the vict'ry gain'd See all thy foes in triumph led, And everlasting life obtain'd. 2 God from the grave has rais'd his Son, The powers of darkness are despoil'd, Justice declares the work is done, «imd God and man are reconcil'd. HYMN 141 187 3 Lo ! the Redeemer leaves the tomb ; See the triumphant hero rise ; His mighty arms their strength resume ; .And conquest sparkles in his eyes. 4 Death his death's wound has now received. An end of sin's entirely made ; Prisoners of hope are quite repriev'd, | .And all the dreadful debt is paid. 5 Christians, for whom the Lord was slain. Give hitn the purchase of his blood. Let sin no longer in you reign, But dedicate your souls to God. Earth's empty toys no more esteem : Your minds from worldly things remove, Let your affections rise with him, ^3nd set your hearts on things above, HYMN 141. 1 Christians, dismiss your fear i Let hope and joy succeed, The great good news with gladness hear, The Lord is ris^n indeed. The shades of death withdrawn, His eyes their beams display ■ So wakes the sun when rosy dawn Unbars the gates of day. 188 HYMN .141. 2 The promise is fulfill'd, Salvation's work is done. Justice with mercy's reconcil'd » And God has rais'd his Son, He quits the dark abode, From all corruption free, The holy, harmless child of God Could no corruption see. 3 Angels with saints above The rising Victor sing: .And all the blissful seats of love With loud hosannas ring. Ye pilgrims too below, Your hearts and voices raise. Let every breast with gladness glow j9nd ev'ry mouth sing praise. 4 My soul, thy Saviour laud ; Who all thy sorrows bore. Who died for sin; but lives to God ■ Jnd lives to die no more. His death procur'd thy peace. His resurrections thine, Believe : receive, the full release 'Tis sign'd with blood divine. HYMN 142. ISO HYMN 142. L. M. Christ's Ascention. 2 Hymns. 1 Now for a theme of thankful praise, To tune the stamm'rer'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 wounds, While shouts of vict'ry rend the sky, And heav'n with joy resounds. 3 See from the regions of the dead, Thro' all the etherial plains, The pow'rs of darkness captive led, The Dragon dragg'd in chains. 4 Ye eternal gates your leaves unfold, Receive the conqu'ring King ; Ye angels, strike your harps of gold. .#nd saints triumphant sing. 6 Sinners, rejoice, he died for you ; For you prepares a place ; Sends down his spirit to guide you thro', With ev'ry gift and grace. 6 His blood which did your sins atone, For your salvation pleads ; And seated on his Father's throne, He reigns, and intercedes. 190 HYMN 143. HYMN 143. T& & 6's. 1 Jesus, our triumphant head, Ris'n victorious from the dead, To the realms of glory's gone, To ascend his rightful throne. 2 Cherubs on the conqu'ror gaze. Seraphs glow with brighter blaze. Each bright order of the sky, Hail him, as he passes by. 3 Saints the glorious triumph meet; See their enemies at his feet. By his scars his toils are viewVl, And his garments roll'd in blood. 4 Heav'n its King congratulates; Opens wide her golden gates. Angels songs of vicfry sing ; All the blissful regions ring. 5 Sinners, join the heav'nly pow'rs • For redemption all is ours. None but burden'd sinners prove Blood-bought pardon, dying love, 6 Hail, thou dear, thou worthy Lord : Holy Lamb, incarnate. Word ! Hail, thou suff'ring Son of God ! Take the trophies of thy blood HYMN 144. 101 HYMN 144. True and False Faith. Faith's a convincing proof, A substance sound and sure, That keeps the soul secur'd enough, , But makes it not secure. Notion's the harlot's test, By which the truth's revil'd • The child of fancy finely drest. But not the living child. Faith is by knowledge fed, And with obedience mixt : Notion is empty, cold, and dead, And fancy's never fixt. True faith's the life of God, Deep in the heart it lies: It lives, and labors under load, Tho' dampt, it never dies. A weak'ning, empty grace, That makes us strong and full ; False faith, tho' stout and full in face, Weakens and starves the soul. Opinions in the head True faitn as far excels, •4s body differs from a shade, Or kernels from the shells. 192 HYMN 145. 7 To see good bread or wine Is not to eat or drink : So some, who hear the word divine, Do not believe, but think, 8 True faith refines the heart, And purifies with blood ; Takes the whole gospel, not a part. And holds the fear of God. HYMN 145. L. M. Sickness. 2 Hyms. 1 Lord, hear a restless wretch's groans, To thee my soul in secret moans : My body's weak, my heart's unclean. I pine with sickness and with sin. 2 My strength decays, my spirits droop, Bow'd down with guilt 1 can't look up ; I lose my life, I lose my soul, Except thy mercy makes me whole. 3 Thou J;now'st what 'tis, Lord, to be sick, And, tho' almighty, hast been weak : Sin thou hast none, and yet didst die For guilty sinners, such as I. 4 Sin's rankling sores my soul corrode ; Oh ! heal them with thy balmy blood; And if thou dost my health restore, Lord, let me ne'er offend^thee more. HYMN 146. 193 S Or ifl never more must rise, But death's cold hand must close my eyes, Pardon my sins, and take me home, O come, Lord Jesus, quickly come. HYMN 146. L. M. 1 When pining sickness wastes the frame, Acute disease, or tiring pain : When life fast spends her feeble flame, And all the help of man proves vain : 2 Joyless and flat all things appear : The spir'ls are languid, thin the flesh ; Med'cines can't ease, nor cordials cheer, Nor food support, nor sleep refresh : 3 Then, then to have recourse to God ; To pour a prayr in time of need • And feel the balm of Jesus' blood — This is to find a friend indeed. 4 And this, O Christian, is thy lot, Who cleav'st to the Lord by faith. He'll never leave thee (doubt it not) - In pain, in sickness, or in death. 5 When flesh decays, and heart thus fails, He shall thy strength and portion be : Shall take thy weakness, bear thy ails ; And softly whisper, " trust in Me." 16 194 HYMN 147. 6 Himself shall be thy helping friend; Thy good physician, nay, thy nurse . To make thy bed shall condescend, .And from th' affliction take the curse. 7 Should'st thou a moment's absence mourn: Should some short darkness intervene ; He'll give the power, till light return, To trust him with the cloud between. HYMN 147. L. M. Death. 3 Hymns. 1 Ye sons of men, the warning take, A moment brings us all to dust. .flwake from sin ; from sloth awake. Reflect in what you put your trust. 2 Life is a lily, fair to-day, To-morrow into th' oven thrown ; Health soon will fail, and strength decay, No help in pow'r, in riches none. 3 Ah ! what avails the pompous pall ? The sable stoles* the plumed hearse ? To rot within some sacred wall, Or wound a stone with lying verse ? 4 'Tis destin'd, all men once must die, And after death receive their doom * Black robes. HYMN 148. 195 Then whither will th' ungodly fly ? Or those who carelessly presume & Blessed are they and only they, Who in the Lord, the Saviour die ; Their bodies wait redemption's day, And 6leep in peace where'er they lie. 6 Where is thy vict'ry, where thy sting, Thou ghastly king of terrors, death ; We worms defy thee, while we sing, v ♦#nd trample on thy pow'r by faith. HYMN 148. C. M. 1 Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear- — Repent : thy end is nigh : Death at the farthest can't be far : Oh ! think before thou die. 2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save * Thy sins, how high they mount I What are thy hopes beyond the grave ? How stands that dark account ? 3 Death enters, and there's no defence, His time there's none can tell : He'll in a moment call thee hence, To heaven, or to hell. 4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy chiefest care, Shall crawling: worms consume : 196 HYMN 149. But, ah ! destruction stops not there, Sin kills beyond the tomb. 5 To-day, the gospel calls, to-day, Sinners, it speaks to you : Let every one forsake his way, And mercy will ensue ; 6 Rich mercy, dearly bought with blood, How vile soe'er he be ; Abundant pardon, peace with God, .#11 giv'n entirely free. HYMN 149. S. M. 1 Ye bold blaspheming souls, Whose conscience nothing scares : Ye carnal cold professing fools. Whose state's as bad as theirs : 2 Ye strong deluded lights, Whose faith's too stout to pray ; And ye, whom proud perfection cheat*, As free from sin as they; 3 The awful change, not far, Dissolves each golden dream : Death will distinguish what you are, From what you only seem. 4 Repent, or you're undone, ^nd pray to God with speed HYMN 150. 197 Perhaps the truth may yet be known, And make you free indeed. The heur of death draws nigh, 'Tis time to drop the mask s Fall at the feet of Christ, and cry ; He gives to all that ask. Good Shepherd of the sheep, iflbolisher of death, O give us all repentance deep, And purifying faith, HYMN 150. L. M. 4 Funeral Hymns. The spirits of the just, Confin'd in bodies, groan, 'Till death consigns the corpse to dust, And then the conflicts done. Jesus, who came to save, The Lamb for sinners slain, Perfum'd the chambers of the grave, And made ev'n death our gain. Why fear we then to trust The place where Jesus lay? In quiet rests our brother's dust, And thus it seems to say : 16* 198 HYMN 151. 4 " Forbear, my friend, to weep, t; Since death has lost its sting : "Those Christians that in Jesus sleep, " Our God will with him bring." 5 This message then receive, And grief indulge no more : Return to work awhile, believe, And wait the welcome hour. HYMN 151. 1 Sons of God by blest adoption, View the dead with steady eyes ; What is sown thus in corruption, Shall in incorruption rise. What is sown in death's dishonor, Shall revive to glory's light ; What is sown in this weak manner, Shall be rais'd in matchless might. 2 Earthly cavern, to thy keeping We commit our brother's dust : Keep it safely, softly sleeping, 'Till our Lord demands thy trust: Sweetly sleep, dear saint, in Jesus, Thou, with us, shalt wake from death Hold he cannot, tho' he seize us, We his power defy by faith. HYMN 152. 199 3 Jesus, thy rich consolations To thy mourning people send ; May we all, with faith and patience, Wait for our approaching end i Keep from courage vain or vaunted For our change our hearts prepare ; Give us confidence undaunted, Cheerful hope, and godly fear. HYMN 152. 7's & 6's. 1 Christians, view this solemn scene, And, if your souls be sad, Look beyond the cloud between, And let your hearts be glad. Never from your mem'ry lose The resurrection of the just : Death's a blessing now to those Who in our Jesus trust. 2 Deep interr'd in earth's dark womb The mould'ring body lies ; But the Christian from the tomb Shall soon triumphant rise. Jesus Christ, the righteous judge, For all his people's sins was slain- Give the Saviour, v*i iut grudge, The purchase of hu; pain. 3 Now the grave's a downy bed, Embroider'd round with blood : 200 HYMN 153. Say not the believer's dead, He only rests in God, Lord, we long to be at home, Lay down our heads, and sleep in thee \ Come, Lord Jesus, quickly come, And set thy pris'ners free. HYMN 153. L. M. J Founiah* oflife, who gav'st us breath, Eternal sire, by all ador'd . Who mak'st us conqu'rors over death, Thro' Jesus our victorious Lord. 2 We give thee thanks, we sing thy praise, For'calling thus thy children home, -And short'ning tribulation days, To hide them in the peaceful tomb. 3 Jesus, confiding in thy name. Thou King of saints, thy body's head, We give to earth the breathless frame Rememb'ring thou thyself wast dead. 4 Thine was a bitter death indeed, Thou harmless suff'ring Lamb of God : Thou hast from hell thy people freed, And drown'd destruction in thy blood. HYMN 154. 201 HYMN 154. C. M. The Resurrection. 2 Hymns. 1 The praise of Christ, ye Christians, sound, His mighty act be told : Death has receiv'd a deadly wound, He takes but cannot hold. 2 Clipt are the greedy vulture's claws, No more we dread his pow'r ; He gapes with adamantine jaws, .And grins, but can't devour. 3 Believers in these darksome graves Shall start, to light restor'd ; Forsake their monumental caves, And mount to meet the Lord. 4 Not in ground the dying grain Is hid. or lies forlorn ; But soon revives, and springs again, And comes to standing corn. 7> So, waking from the womb of earth, Where Christ has lain before, And bursting to a better birth, We rise to die no more. 6 The wicked too shall rise again ; The difference will be this : They rise to everlasting pain, And saints to endless bliss. 202 HYMN 155. HYMN 155. 7's. 1 Pleas'd we read, in sacred story, How our Lord resum'd his breath : Where, O grave's thj conqu'ring glory? Where's thy sting, thou phantom, death? Soon thy jaws, restrain'd from chewing, Must disgorge their ransom'd prey ■ Man first gave thee pow'r to ruin — Man, too, takes that power away. 2 I am Alpha, says the Saviour, I Omega, likwise am : I was dead and live forever, God Almighty and the Lamb. In the Lord is our perfection, j3nd in him our boast we'll make- We shall share his resurrection, If we of his death partake, 3 Ye that die without repentance, Ye must rise, when Christ appears; Rise to hear your dreadful sentence, While the saints rejoice in theirs. You to dwell with fiends infernal, They with Jesus Christ to reign , They go into life eternal, You to everlasting pain. 4 Bold rebellion, base blacksliding, Stop your course, reflect with dread, In destruction there's no hiding ; Death and hell give up their dead, Ev'ry sea, and lake, and river, HYMM 156. 205 Shall restore their dead to view ■ Shout for gladness, O Deliver, Christ is ris'n and so shall you. HYMN 156. L. M. The Day of Judgment. 3 Hyinn* 1 Awake, ye sleeping souls, awake,, .And hear the God of Isra'l speak ; His word is faithful, firm, and true, Sinners, attend, he speaks to you. 2 Mercy and vengeance in me dwell, One lifts to heaven, one casts to hell ; My favor's more than life, my wrath Will burn beyond the bounds of death. 3 Short i9 the space, and death must come, And after death the day of doom ; When quick and dead the Judge shall call, .And deal their due d eserts to all. 4 Fixt in everlasting state, Could men repent, 'twere then too late: Justice has bolted mercy's door, And God's long sufif'ring is no more. 5 'Tis now the gospel message sent Commands repentance, now repent, Wisely be warn'd to refuge run, Obey the Father, kiss the Son. 204 HYMN 157. 6 In Christ receive the gift of God, Complete redemption tho' his blood : Mercy triumphant, sin forgiv'n, And everlasting life in heaven. HYMN 157. S.M. 1 Behold ! with awful pomp, The Judge prepares to come, TV archangel sounds the dreadful trump, And wakes the gen'ral doom. 2 Nature, in wild amaze, Her dissolution mourns ; Blushes of blood the moon defac<», The sun to darkness turns. 3 The living look with dread ; The frighted dead arise — Start from the monumental bed, And lift their ghastly eyes. 4 Horrors all hearts appal ; They quake, they shriek, they cry ; Bid rocks and montains on them fall, But rocks and mountains fly. b Ye wilful wanton fools, Let danger make you wise ; Carnal professors, careless souls, Unclose your lazy eyes. HYMN 158. 205 6 'Tis time we all awake ; The dreadful day draws near : Sinners, your proud presumption check. j3nd stop your wild career. % Now is th' accepted time ; To Christ for mercy fly ; O turn, repent, and trust in him. And you shall never die. 8 Great God, in whom we live, Prepare us for that day : Help us in Jesus to believe, , To watch, and wait, and pray. HYMN 168. C. M. Of hell's devouring lake, O think on death, on judgment think ; What mean'st thou sleeper ? Wake. 2 Soon shall the Lord himself descend, * The clouds before him driv'n : A sudden shout the earth shall rend. And shake the powers of heaven. 3 Myriads of angels bright shall wait, His orders to obey ; vlnd ransom'd saints triumphant meet, As bright and blest as they. 17 206 HYMN 159. 4 The King shall send his summons forth, His messenger shall speed, From east and west, from south and norths To cite the quick and dead. 5 But, ah ! what pale, what ghastly looks ! When guilty wretches come, To hear from God's unerring books, Their just tho' dreadful doom ? 6 Convinc'd of ev'ry wanton word, Of ev'ry daring sin, Of speeches hard against the Lord, And thoughts and acts unclean. 7 Save us, O Jesus, by thy death, .And cleanse us in thy blood : Give us to live and die in faith, And wait the trump of God. HYMN 159. C. M. Heaven. 1 Ye souls that trust in Christ rejoice. Your sins are all forgiv'n : Let ev'ry Christian lift his voice, .And sing the joys of heaven. 2 Heaven, is that holy happy place, Where sin no more defiles ; Where God unveils his blissful face, w?nd looks, and loves, and smilss. HYMN 159. 207 3 Where Jesus, son of man and God, Triumphant from his wars, Walks in rich garments dipt in blood, And shews his glorious scars. 4 Where ransom'd sinners sound God's praise Th* angelic host among ; Sing the rich wonders of his grace, .And Jesus leads the song. 5 Where saints are free from ev'ry load Of passions, or of pains : God dwells in fhem, and they in God, .And love for ever reigns. i 6 Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, Nor can the heart conceive, All that the blood of Christ procur'd, Or all that God can give. 7 Lord as thou shew'st thy glory there, Make known thy grace to us : And heaven will not be wanting here, While we can hymn thee thus. 2 Jesus our dear Redeemer died, That we might be forgiv'n ; Hose, that we might be justified, And sends the Spir't from heaven* 208 ' HYMN 160. HYMN 160. L. M. Good Works. 3 Hymns. 1 In vain men talk of living faith, 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 owti. 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 by faith divine To selfishness or sloth incline ; The Christian works with all his power, J?nd grieves that he can work no more. HYMN 161. CM. 1 When filthy passions or unjust Professors minds control ; When men give up the reins to lust, .And int'rest sways the whole : 2 Or when they seek themselves to please, Decline each thorny road. HYMN 162. 209 Indulge their sloth, consult their ease, And slight the fear of God : 3 The faith is vain such men profess, It comes not from above ; The righteous man does righteousness, And true faith works by love, 4 Men's actions with their minds will suit, By them the heart is view'd * A tree that bears corrupted fruit Cannot be called good. £ The Christian seeks his brothers good, Sometimes beyond his own ; Or if self-int'rest will intrude, It does not reign alone. 6 Help us dear Lord to honor thee ; Let our good works abound • Thou art that green, that fruitful tree, From thee our fruit is found. HYMN 162. S. M. 1 Vain man, to boast forbear The knowledge in thy head : The sacred scriptures this declare, Faith 'without works is dead. 2 When Christ the judge shall come, To render each his due ; 17* 210 HYMN 163. He'll deal thy deeds their righteous doom, And set thy works in view, 3 Food to the hungry give ; Give to the thirsty drink : To follow Christ is to believe ■ Dead faith is but to think. 4 The man that loves the Lord Will mind whate'er he bid : Will pay regard to all his word. And do as Jesus did. 5 The dead professor counts Good works as legal ties 5 His faith to action seldom mounts ; On doctrine he relies. 6 But words engender strife ; Behold the gospel plan : Trust in the Lord alone for life. j3nd do what good you can. HYMN 163. CM. Repentance. 2 Hymns. 1 What various ways do men invent To give the conscience ease s Some say, believe, and some, repent- And some say, strive to please. HYMN 164. 211 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 ? 4 Christ says, " That I might sinners call " To penitence I'm sent i" And, " Likewise ye shall perish all, " Except ye do repent." 5 Those who are call'd by grace divine Believe, but not alone : Repentance to their faith they join, And so go safely on. 6 But should repentance, or should faith, Should both deficient seem ; Jesus gives both (the scripture saith) Then ask them both of him. HYMN 164. C M- 1 Repentance is a gift bestow'd, To save a soul from death ; Gospel repentance towards God Is always join'd to faith. 212 HYMN 165. 2 Not for an hour, a day, a week, Do saints repentance own ; But all the time the Lord they feel » At sin they grieve and groan, 3 Nor is it such a dismal thing, .fls 'tis by some men nam'd • A sinner may repent and sing, Rejoice and be asham'd. 4 'Tis not the fear of hell alone, For that may prove extreme ; Repenting saints the Saviour own, And grieve for grieving him. 5 If penitence be quite left out, /Religion is but halt ; And hope, tho' e'er so clear of doubt, Like off'rings without salt. HYMN 165. TsSlS's. Christ is Holy. 2 Hymns. 1 Jesus, Lord of life and peace, To thee we lift our voice ; Teach us at thy holiness To tremble and rejoice. Sweet and terrible's thy word ; Thou and thy word are both the same, Holy, holy, holy Lord, We Uve thy holy name. HYMN 165. 213 t Burning seraphs round thy throne Beyond all brightness bright, Bow their bashfal heads, and own Their own diminish'd light. Worthy thou to be ador'd, Lord God Almighty, great I AM I Holy, holy, holy Lord, We lore thy holy name. 3 Saints, in whom thy Spirit dwells. Pour out their souls t» thee ; Each his tale in secret tells, «#nd sighs to be set free • Christ admir'd, themselves abhorr'd t They cry with awe, delight and shame, Holy, holy, holy Lord, We love thy holy name. 4 Men whose hearts admit no fe ar At thy perfections aw'd, Use thy name but not revere The holy child of God ' These thy kingdom own in word : Save us from loyalty so lame. Holy, holy, holy Lord, We love thy holy name. 5 Just and righteous is our King, Glorious in holiness : "Tho' we tremble, while we sing. 214 HYMN 166. We would not wish it less. Souls by whom the truth's explor'd Wonders of mercy best proclaim. Holy, holy, holy Lord, We love thy holy name. HYMN 166. C. M. 1 God is a high and holy God, Eternally the same : Holiness is his blest abode, And Holy is his name. 2 The holy Father, holy Ghost, Man readily will own ; But 'tis a blessing few can boast, To know the holy Son. 3 With hearts of flint, and fronts of brass, Some talk of Christ their head ; And make the living Lord, alas ! Companion with the dead. 4 Familiar freedom, luscious names, To Christ some fondly use ■ Visions of wonder, flashy frames, Are others utmost views. 5 By things like these men often run To this, or that extreme ; But that man truly knows the Son; Who loves to live like hii^. HYMN 167. 215 6 Lord, help us, by thy mighty powV To gain our constant view; Which is. that we may know thee more, *flnd more resemble too. HYMN 167. L.M. The stony Heart. 1 Oh ! for a glance of heavenly day, To take this stubborn stone away, And thaw with beams of love divine This heart, this frozen heart of mine. 2 The rocks can rent, the earth can quake The seas can roar, the mountains shake ; Of feeling all things shew some sign, But this unfeeling heart of mine. 3 To hear the sorrows thou hast felt Dear Lord, an adamant would melt ; But I can read each moving line, And nothing move this heart of mine. 4 Thy judgments too unmov'd I hear, (Amazing tho't !) which devils fear, Goodness asd wrath in vain combine, To stir this stupid heart of mine. 5 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. 216 HYMN 168. HYMN 168. C. M. D. Worthy is the Lamb that zvas slain, fyc, Revelation v. 12. 1 We sing thy praise, exalted Lamb, Who sitfst upon the throne 1 Ten thousand blessings on thy name, Who worthy art alone. Thy bruised broken body bore Our sins upon the tree ; And now thou liv'st for evermore — And now we live thro' thee. J 2 Poor sinners, sing the Lamb that died ; (What theme can sound so sweet?) His drooping head, bis streaming side. His pierced hands and feet ; With all that scene of suffring love. Which faith presents to view : For now he lives and reigns above, And lives and reigns for you. • Was ever grace, Lord, rich as thin Can aught be with it nam"d : What powerful beams of love divine Thy tender heart inJflam : d ! Ye angels, hymn his glorious name, Who lovM and conquerd'thus I And we will likewise laud the Lamb : For he was slain for u?. HYMN 169. 217 HYMN 169. 6 ? s&8*s. Set your Affections on Things above. Col. hi. % 1 Come raise your thankful voice, Ye souls redeem'd with blood ; Leave earth and all its toys, *#nd mix no more with mud. Dearly we're bought, highly esteem'd Redem'd, with Jesus' blood redeem'd. , 2 Christians are priests and kings, All born of heavenly birth : Then think on nobler things, And grovel not in earth. Dearly we're bought, highly esteem'd Redeem'd, with Jesus' blood redeem'd, 3 With heart, and soul, and mind Exalt redeeming love • Leave earthly cares behind, And set your minds above. Dearly we're bought, highly esteem'd, Redeem'd, with Jesus' blood redeem'd. 4 Lift up your ravish'd eyes. And view the glory given : All lower things despise, Ye citizens of heaven. Dearly we're bought, highly esteem' d Redeem'd, with Jesus' blood redeem'd 18 218 HYMN 170. 5 Be to this world as dead, Alive to that to come . Our life in Christ is hid, Who soon shall call us home. Dearly we're bought, highly esteem'd, Redeem'd, with Jesus' blood redeem'd- HYMN 170. L. M. Backsliders, 3 Hymns. 1 Backsliding souls, return to God — Your faithful God is gracious still, Leave the false way ye long have tro^, And he will all backslidings b€ heav'nly day Oh ! what a sad and doleful night Oh ! the pangs by Chrisu ans fej t r»V» ! what a narrow, path Once more the constant sun Once more, before we part ""-"t"*-^ Once more we come before our God Pity a helpless sinner Lord . Pleas'd we read, in sacred story . Repentance is a gift bestow 'd, See from the dungeon of the dead Sinner, that slumb'rest on the brink Sons of God by blest adoption That day when Christ was crucified That doleful night before his death, The things on earth which men esteem The fountain of Christ The sinner that truly believes The God I trust .... The king of heaven a feast has made The blest memorials of thy grief The tender mercies of the Lord The God, that first us chose, The men that fear the Lord The spirit of the just The praise of Christ, ye Christians, sound 228 INDEX. The moon and stars shall lose their light The soul that with sincere desires The sinner that by precious faith The Holy Ghost in Scripture saith The souls that would to Jesus press, The Lord that made both heaven and earth The Lord assur'd the chosen race This is the day the Lord has made Tho' void of all that's good Tho' si rait he the yvay Thus saith the Lord to those that stand Thy mercy, Lord, we praise To you who stand in Christ so fast To comprehend the great Three-One Vain man. thy fond pursuits forbear- Vain man, to boast forbear We sing thy praise, exalted Lamb What various ways do men invent What makes mistaken men afraid What slavish feais molest my mind What tongue can fully tell Whatever prompts the soul to r riiie When Noah, with his favorM few When I, by faith my Maker *ee When Jesus with 1 -- '"'ghty love When a— in t,ie holiest place . When we pray, or when we sing When is it Christians all agree . When thro' the desert vast . When Jesus undertook When pining sickness wastes the frame When Adam by transgression fell When deaf to ev'ry warning giv'n When filthy passions or unjust Whene'er 1 make some sudden stop While heavenly Uo-iS their anthems sing Whoe'er believes aright Wide is the gate of death Ye tempted souls, reflect Ye souls that are weak Ye souls that trust in Christ rejoice Ye lambs of Christ's fold Ye children of God Ye bold blaspheming souls Ve sons ©I uen, the warning take wr^y 9