a.: ' ScB 'ma ! L M A N U A L CHRISTIAN PSALMODY: A COLLECTION OF PSALMS AND HYMNS, PUBLIC WORSHIP. BOSTON: PUBLISHED BY WILLIAM D. TICKNOR AND PERKIXS & MARVIN. Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1832, by Per- kins & Marvin, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Massachusetts. 1837. PREFATORY NOTE. God in Hip San prom;)'- and H\ mna. .• yte- . I have I - i in the ehiirt I beginn - . ■ apain I n, the ■ I con- I to, for a been . am! c. n m. A Sale;n, . I Tn our opinion, the plan an-1 genera] execution of this ' Manual of Chi arable re-iard of the public; and we tru - not distant, a book like this will exert its happy ii;:'. : jnce in all cur churches. \:\ C4IASE, H. J. RIPLEY PREFACE. In presenting to the pal is, it is obviously proper that something should be said of the object and expec- tation of its com.. .nay be stated in a few words. It has been their aim and hope to make a selection of psaims and hymns of a highly lyrical character, in respect to senti- ment, imagery, language, and structure ; p ifficient elevauon an specially adapted to pub- lic worship on the S . at the same time. such a variety of subjects and metres, anct such a degree £>f simplicity, warmt... ion. as should render them suit- able for use in aJ lilies. ..ave aimed, also, to render the selection particularly co- pious in thos . are specially adapted to this period of revivals and of religious benevolent institutions and labors, and to ;casions. The • to be regarded in hymns for use in public worship, and by which their lyrical character is to be tested, are the . i :ture. In both these respects they may be -oes of good lyric poetry will be made u f these heads. As to the Matter proper for 1. The aim of all lyric and the sentx I to this end. This is the original and natural office of all poetry ; and it is more especially the natural office of all p Is de- Signed to be used in con:. Poetry itself is the language of emotion 5 and that only is good I; . which requires the aid of music to produce its mil enect. A kimtred office of iyric poetry is to excite or increase emotion in the hearer or performer. Sacred lyric poetry may express every class of em, il is proper for man to express in acts of worship ; but especially such as are implied in ascriptions of juld genera"; 1 directly to God. or else it should consist of r rents, or exhorta- tions and appeals ta the hearts of men. which are directly adapted to turn the thoughts to God, and till the soul with emotions towards him. A judicious German writer, treating on the character of lyric poetry, remarks that M The c hu re n secures human sancti- fication by two me id the worship of God. In both these ex ellect and heart are em- ployed, and act together, but not equally. Preaching is chiedy designed to enlighten the understanding, wiiile the principal aim of worship is to warm and purify the heart, and IV PREFACE. express its emotions." To the first of these divisions of the services of the sanctuary belong the reacting of the Scriptures, exposition, exhortations, and sermons. To \.}\2 second belong prayer and staging. Though these divisions should be kept distinct, yet it very often happens, that exhortation or preaching occupies a large place in the prayers and hymns. •• Modern hymns," says the author referred to above, " are not lyrical, but didactic. They only preach in rhyme ; and thus they reach the head, but not the heart. If, now, the sermon preaches, and the singing preaches, and the prayer preaches, the monotony of the service will occasion weariness ; but if the sermon preaches, and the hymn sings, and the prayer prays, there will be a beautiful variety, to exercise and interest all the faculties of the soul." One author of hymns has filled a large book with pieces, most of which were written as sup- plements to sermons, and seem to be little more than abstracts, expressed in rhyme, of the sentiments which had just been de- livered. As such, they may be very good j but they can scarcely be considered as better adapted to musical effect, than a table of contents, or the synopsis of an argument. They may be set to music, so that each syllable shall correspond to a note of a tune, but they cannot be sung. This forcibly bringing syllables and notes into contact, and pronouncing them together, is not singing, any more than noise is music. Such hymns may contain excellent statements and discussions of Christian doctrines, expressed in an attractive form, and may be highly valuable to be read and treasured up in the memory ; but they are in no degree adapted to musical effect. All truly lyrical poetry, of a religious character, has one of these two objects — either to be a channel through which the full soul may pour forth its strong and holy emotions, or to bring before the mind objects which, in their nature and aspect, are adapted to awaken these elevated emotions 3 — it is to express emotion, or to excite it 2. The sentiments and imagery should be grave, digni- fied, and conformed to the taste ana habits of the age. What would be suited to one nation or age, or to one state of society, might be wholly unsuited to another. When the feelings are addressed, no allowance can be made for difference of age, or nation, or habits, as there may be when the understanding is addressed. Whatever, then, is unscriptural, grovelling, minute in detail, light, fanciful, "ncongruous, or offensive to the taste and feelings, checks the flow of the soul, and detracts seriously from the effect, and should therefore be avoided. If the pre- vailing taste is opposed to the precepts and doctrines of the Bible, it should not, of course, be humored. But, so far as manner, imagery, and illustration are concerned, it should be regarded scrupulously. Much, in these respects, which would be appropriate and powerful in an oration, or a heroic poem, would be utterly unfit for the dignity and holy excitement which should always attend a hymn set to music. All familiar and fondling epithets, or forms of expression, applied to either person ol the Godhead, should be avoided, as bringing with them associations highly unfavorable to pure PRE! V similar remark should be made respect- ing a f condoling with ihe sin- ner, tending to divert his thoue a guilt to his calam- ity, and occasioning in I state of agreeable, svmpa- i lore directly and powerfully to destroy a deep conviction of guilt, or erects a more ler against the exercise of true contri- tion and humility. A large portion of those hymns which are technically i ans, are 01 tiiis character 3 and the ver w popular, is. that the useof them 1 feel comfortably, when he v one subject should com* mind in one hymn, This wouid be unnatural, and would weaken the effect. The impression made oed by viewing it in its of a hymn k ; by glancing at the mercy of . mould be of such a character. 1 as to form one group, strike the mind : 4. 1. At every syllable, the mind should feel that it is lr.ak:. \ some r impression. whole hymn si id, una* ble any anmg line or le rhyme or measure, is like a dead limb on a . — a cumbrous deformity, better amputated than r . hymn in long metre generally E and spirit, than one in short metre, the stanza in short . in twenty-si* - the stanza in lonuld contain, as far as is practi- cable without occasioning- a stiff and tedious uniformity, com- plete sense in t'i> ■< iccession of clauses bound to- ^ediL-r by weak connectives, exhausts the performer, by allow- ing- no opportunity for pausing; while, by multiplying unmeaning words, and keeping the mind too long on the course, it also wearies die hearer, it contributes greatly to the spirit and force of the hymn, as well as to the ease ot the performer, to throw off rapidly, in a concise form, one thought after another, each complete in itself, and with each beginning- a new rhetorical clai 4. The structure of each stanza .should be such that the mind shall perceive the meaning immediately. All hypothetical clauses, placed at the beginning, or other clauses containing positions or arguments having reference to some conclusion which is to follow, are to be avoided. They contain no meaning in themselves, and bring nothing before the mind ex pressive or productive of feeling, till the performer reaches the important words at the close of perhaps the second or fourth line. The only method of wading- through such lines, set to music, is for the performer to suspend all thought and feeling, and struggle hard and patiently, till he shall come to the light The first word should, if possible, express somethin°: in and every word should a Id to it. But. from a spirited clause at the beginning, the mind may derive an impulse which shall carry it through a heavy one that may follow. Clauses, how ever, which fellow the main one. to qualify it; connected by a relative, are always heavy and injurious. 5. The words should be easy of enunciation, and capable of being dwelt upon, without seeming- harsh or unnatural. Difficult and unpleasant combinations of consonants 3 all successions of words and syllables in which the same sound frequently oc- curs ; long words, where all thought an 1 feeling must stand still, like spectators, while four or five syllables are drawn out to as many minims or semibre\ cs ; and all slender syllables, on which the voice cannot dwell without distorting them, especially if two or three of them occur together, or in an important part of the line, — are great defects in a hymn, if they do not entirely destroy its vigor. To express the whole thought in one syllable is, of course, much more forcible than to express it in many. The best orators and the best poets abound in monosyllables. G. The pauses should l>e arranged with reference to effect. There should be a pause at the end of each line. The music is generally adapted to more or less o\' a cadence at that point, and, as his own ease requires it, the performer will naturally make one there. If, therefore, the nominative comes at the PREFACE. VU end of one line, and the verb at the beghining of the next, the lines, when sunsr. must make nonsense. If the performer at- tempts to run the lin^s tog-ether, and preserve the connection, the measure of the line, the reluming rhyme, the length of utence, and the cadence of the music, all deman pause, but being violated together, will render the perform- ance unnatural, and pro .ess worse, perhaps, than nonsense, i: - are introduced within the line, should be at or before the middle : and never, unless to secure some pecuL : . !. Even the short pause following an address, which may occur any where else, should not be 7. Th - . -.^pond iciih the ac- is a defect of more frequent occurreu Arti- cles or con; - in important v. r movemen I . D fall on icious to accoramo- placing of .. . i such a de] i .. D£ I I 2TOod If f tor it. Hit hiconvenk same tune, it is c that all the stanza- - .ed. 9. Each stanza, and con- structed, that the . the force of f the piece. shall . zt reirograde movement is i It is not d tliat they are e now been i ..: not be deft thought importance turned their thought to it, much the the irregular. . .;ie:r hymns ,w, many of them cami- reeably In eompfii: g book, the pro -n have been kept constai view, and, in innumerable ins: faults as have here been noticed have been corrected. The fact that seine upper- VIII ACE. fectionSj of vs . must remain, is no reason why they should . In noticing the materials for this hook i, sion of the psalms by Dr. \\~a »ns that pre- ceded his, and Lh< ^ r.otc. made since his ti::. »ns, and one v. Igland. as of many . tered throug ling the hymns, i ;i addition to •;ans in the Unit-.": - ! I, and which have never ! and oilier • . and the Dumber of the good psalms and I racter, than any oilier author, . prob- ible lyric poetry in the ien known, or the c gi\ er. In selecting and arra have aimed to make a hymn-book ol . y evangelical character, in as the materials, with sue w< a upon them, amount of relig select only such pieces as piece was often found witl they have aimed < opy which seemed to the design of th -\ the author originally wi • hymns which have come befon h they had a to mo . • . • sions, ment of 1 whenever it could thereby be improv- ed. Tl - - rincipally to avoid prosaic ami nnimp; • low or otherwise unsuit- able ii: . ansitions ; unmeaning and cumbrous words and clai omplicated, and obscure sentences; feeble connectives; long words, and harsh and slender cceut and m the anticlimactic and rhythm of the several Stan \ ,able number of pic ins; less of a lyrical character than is dc • retained 3 partly be PREFACE. IX the subjects were important, and nothing better on them could be found 5 and partly because, though not well adapted to public worship generally, they might be useful on special occasions, or for families and individuals. On some important topics, it may be asked why so few pieces have been inserted. The reply must be, that on such topics, all have been inserted, which could be found, that seem- ed worthy of a place. Not one hymn, in all respects good, on any useful topic, has been designedly omitted. If it is asked so large a portion of the pieces are so short, the reply is similar — that all of each piece was inserted that seemed worth inserting; and it was net thought worth while to print poor stanzas for the sake of increasing their number. Besides, four and five stanzas are. in ordinary cases, as much as can be sung with ease or profit. Singing, of all the exercises of public worship, should least be protracted 20 as to become wearisome, as it necessarily must be, when six or eight stanzas are given out. In the arrangement, it was thought best, for various reasons, to preserve the psalms separate, as has been done heretofore, in the books most comn. In the index of subjects, the psalms are arranged under the appropriate heads with the hymns. The several parts of each psalm have been arranged according" to their metre, and are numbered on continuously throughout, in the En arranging the hymns, those heads were selected which, it was thought, would most easily cover the whole ground, and run into each other the least. They follow each other in what seemed the most natural order. The hymns, under each of the general and sub- ordinate heads, are intended to be so 1 le they are read in course, the mind shall be steadily advancing in the subject. The arrangem . oly imperfect ; yet, proba- bly, few who examine it will see so many imperfections in it as they saw who made it. It ;- r, while hymns possess so little unity, any such arrangement can be adopted, as that many hymns may not. with about equal propria placed under any one of two or three different heads. In the index of subjects here, they are so placed. The number of tunes from which the selection has been made is limited, and such have been chosen as are not only appropriate in their general spirit and movement, but whose accent and pauses correspond with those of the several stanzas to be sung. Often, the tune prefixed merely indicates the class of tunes 1o be used. Others would be equally appropriate. Different choirs, or different circumstances, may render it ex- pedient to use different tunes. Judgment should be exercised, and time, place, occasion, &c. should be consulted. To indicate, to some extent, the manner of performance, those marks for musical expression have been used which are commonly employed ;n music-books, and with which choirs are generally acquainted, rather than any arbitrary signs. X PRE; pp jAmug&M, -•oft. p JiUlnu, nip pianOf a little soft. in middle— neither loud nor soft. This mark is tlicable to those hymns or passages whicii now b mf mrzzo forte. mf rw::n forte, 1 Jortr, li IIW, < ■■'/o, > dum rot. 555 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve Doddridge. 418 Awake, my soul, to sound his praise Barlow. 19*3 Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring Wedham. 2ol souls Scott. 449 Awake, our souls, — away our fears Watts. 417 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes Doddridge. 551 Awake, ye saints, to praise your King Watta. 225 A\\ aked from sin's delusive sleep Moore. 378 BAPTIZED into our Saviour's death Doddridge. 58S Be joyful in Cod, all ve lands of the earth Epis. Coll. 569 Be thou exalted, 0 my God Watts. 120 Be thou, 0 God, exalted high Tate and Brady. 119 B tore Jehovah's awful throne Watt - Before the heavens were spread abroad Watts. 291 Begin, mv soul, th' exalted lav Ogilvie. Q43 Behold his wondrous grace. . .' Pratt** Coll. 294 BeholJ how the Lord. Pratt's Coll. 476 Behold, my soul, the narrow bound Doddridge. 548 Behold, the blest Redeemer comes Watts 99 Behold, the blind their sight receive Watts '298 Behold the gift of God Has kins . 307 Behold the glories of the Lamb Watt*. 313 Behold the grace appears Waits. 287 Behold the heathen waits to know Voke. 481 Behold the King of Zion rise Pratt's Coil. 70 Behold the lofly sky Watts. 68 Behold the morning sun Watts. 69 Behold the Saviour of mankind Pratt's Coll. 302 Behold the sure foundation stone Watts. 201 Behold the throne of grace Newton. 407 lM)i:X OF Xlll Page. Behold ! this is the day of grace S. F. Smith. 579 Behold thy waiting servant, Lord Watts. 207 Behold us, Lord* with humble tear Pratt's Coll. 45 Behold what pity touched Che heart Wafts. 317 Behold what wondrous grace Wok , Behold where, in a mortal form I rati? s Coll. 298 B< nt-ath our feel and o'er our head Pratfs Coll. 547 Bestow, O Lord, upon our youth Coioper. 304 Beyond where Cetlron's waters flow S. F. Smith. 57S . I I my -soul, the Jiving God Watts. 18 J Bless our Cod, his grace confessing PrattH Lull. 134 Bless'd Jesus, while in mortal flesh Doddridge. 41 1 Blest are the humble souls that see Watts. 408 Blest are the sons of peace Bruit. St. C Blest are the souls w ho bear and know Watts* 157 Blest, are the undefiled in heart Wat Blest he the dear uniting love Cetmick. 414 Blest he the everlasl iog God Watts, 4->L Bleat he the Lord, — the God of love Wrarigt/iam. 133 Blest he the Lord who heard my prayer Dwight. 85 Blest he the tie that hinds *. ' Faiccect. 412 Blest be thou, O God of Israel Epis. Coll. 490 Blest Comforter divine Pratt** Coll. 348 Bloat day, when our ascended Lord Pratt's Coll. 341 Blest, is the man, forever blest Watts. 90 Blest is the man, who slums the place Watts. 37 Blest is the man, whom thou, O Lord Tate and Brady. ]o"6* Blest is the man, whose softening heart Barbauld. 538 Blest is the man, whose tender care , . Watts. 100 Blest Jesus, when my soaring thoughts Slc^ivbotham. 389 Blest morning, whose first dawning rays =. . .. Watts* 310 Blest, who with generou.-. pity glows ], -ait's Coll. 100 Bleat work — the youthful mind to win I van's Coll. 504' Bread of heaven , on t iieo we feed Trait's Call. 442 Breathe, Holy Spirit, from above Trait's Coll. 348 Bright and joyful is the morn ry. 2P0 Bright King of .glory, dreadful God Bright Source of everlasting love Brightness of the Lather's glory Prt it's Coll. 324 Broad is the. road that lea Is t > tie ith Buried beneath the yi< l\'^ : w:-n o Buried in shadows vi tiue night Watts. 279 ; niters hope for heaven Pratt** Coll. 352 Cea-o, ye mourners, cense to langui ;:i Collyer. 545 Children of the heavenly King Cenvick. 423 Children, to your Creator, God Choose ye his cross to hen r my. 438 Christ and his cross are all our theme Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day. Our triumphant. .Pratt's Coll. 311 Christ, tiie Lord, is risen to-day. Sons of men Pr \tt's Coll. 312 Christ, whose glory tills the skies C. Wesley. 307 Cleanse me, 0 Lord — and cheer my soul Watts. 113 Come, all ye saints of Cod. '. Trait's Coll. 326 Come, all ye servants of the Lord SjMrft of the Psulms. 118 Come, and heboid the place Beddowe. 438 Come, blessed Spirit, source of light Beddome. 340 Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day Dcbell. 448 Come, divine and peaceful guest ." H. F. Binder's Coll. 34(5 Come, gracious Lord, descend and dwell Waits. 406 Come, gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove Brown. 343 Come, happy souls, approach your God Watts. 281 Come hither, all vo weai y souls Watts. 357 2 b XIV Pa?c Comr\ r Pratt's Coll. 324 I //./'. Burdtr'i Cull. 344 I ' /. 34J I '. 41.") Pro. t '«* (Ml* 3S9 WaM Bur .471 / ' r. ASS • I i ' - I ' /• 4M9 THiwn fro n his lofty throne < high Pratt-'a Coll. 177 Down to the Bocred wave SL F. S'/n 1 E VRLY, :::> - '••• p, for every favor Joicctd Coll. 561 I 0.1 Eternal God— Almifhtv Cause 0mm. 151 Eternal God— celestial" King IVrangkam. 120 index or FIBST LINES. XV Pa-e. Eternal God, I bless thy name Dttddrid Eternal God, our w, g D Eternal power, Almighty Co.: Eternal Source of every joy JJuddru. i Eternal Source of joys divine Eternal Spirit, God of truth 1 > Eternal Sun of righteousness PnUt'-t C Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise Watts. S-ScS Eternity is just at hand Exalted Prince of Life, we ow ' Exult the Lord uur God W< FAITH adds new charms to earthly >..-^ i Faith is the brightest , Faith, 'ti3 a precious grace Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are Me _ . . Far as thy name is known Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone Far fr •'■::.' - _ Far from the world, O Lord, I flee .". Father, how wide thy glory shines Father, I sing thy w Wai Father of all, in whom alone Wesley's Coll. 345 Father of glory, to thy name Pratt' . I Father of heaven, v.. Pr+tt's Cull. 2o9 Father of mercies. God of love OAlyer. 377 Father of mercies, in thy house Doddridge. -)G4 Father of mercies, in thy §&«efc. 2~>4 Father of mercies, sea i thy grace Doddridge, 53d Father of peace, and G-A of low 7. Father, to thee our souls we i. R . Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Firm and unmoved are they . - Firm as the earth t: /' Us. 321 Firmly I stand on Zio 'a ., Fixed'on the sacred hills Pr&tt\ CM. 153 Fools in their hearts believe an Forever blessed be the Lord • Forever shall my song record For thee, O God. oj: Fountain of mercy, God of. love Fount of ever! R. 1 Frequent the day of G From alt-thai From deep disti - « From earliest dawn of life From Greenland's iej Prom lowest depths of wo 1 From t he cross upl ifted high GIRD on thy sword, victori ma Prince Gird thy sword on, mighty Sayi :r A Give me the v. , ia rise Give thanks to God — he re:_ - Give thanks to God — invoke bis name i • ■ • Give thanks to God most high Give thanks to God. U Sovei \ L ad ': Give to our God immortal praise Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame Give us room, that we may dwell Pr Glorious things of thee are spoken Dr imnumd. 154 Glory to God on high '. Ret Glory to thee, my God, this night Etna. C53 b XVI I-NJ T LLN'E.S. God in /('.;''■>• i 1 58 God, in the g< fi God is ( 'i /v /* - ." ■ God of : Lui '■' re it Cull. 3P0 God of G 5 God of being and of love Doddridge. :J6."» Great Source of boundless power and grace Smart 391 Great Source of life, oar souls confess Doddridge f>33 b INDEX OF FIRST LIN] Great Sovereign of the earth and sky Guide me, O thou gr I BAD ] Hail not the J . Hail, graeiooi S ... Bail, great Creator. Bail, nappy da; Hail, mighty Jesas, how divj Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rajs Bail, thou loi g Hail • Bail to the Prince of 1 Happy is he v H Happy the church, * - H-ippy the b sart w here gra Happy the m: /:• ■ Happy the roan \\ hose ten ler care Hark ! ironi the crosa H .352 Watts. 54r3 G. £. Head. 579 Bark ! L Hark !— - HarK ! Hark — that shr at of rapturous \oy —the | - ....;, ddridge. 290 Hark ! - ; • ' ■■■-!. 302 Hark ! v. hat mean . Cawaod. 267 HarK ! - , Hapten, Lor .. Cell. 355 Have mercj , , L r< Have mercy. I Head of the • Hear, gi Boar me, O ;» Hear my praye . - Hear. Ol Hear what the viiice . • Hea\f-: - Heaveni\ Father, i: He live — He lives— th ° 2 ."• He, whe b He, wl He] p. Lord, fol Bere at thy cross, e Here a Here in thy r, Here le Hi?h i ' Hi^n in 3 / High o'er the I s— - Ft High on a hiil of dazz Watts. 272 High on a throne of Kght, 0 Lord Prat's Coll. 536 Ho, every one that thirsts, drrd I J will • _ WmUs. 87 In ull mv ran WMlta 233 h INDEX OF FIRST LINES. XIX Faze. In duties, and in sufferings too Beddome. 299 In every trouble, sharp and strong Coombs. 497 In expectation sweet ,. Pratt's Coll. 519 In Cod's own house pronounce his ps^ise Watts. %A1 In mercy, Lord, remember me Moravian Coll. 559 In mercy, not in wrath, rebuke Xexcton. 46 In thee," great God, with scngs of praise Barloic. 1) In thee, O Lord, I place my trust Wravgham. 88 In thy great name. O Lord, we come Hoskins. 455 In thy name, 0 Lord, assembling Pratt's Coll. 457 In thy rebukes, all-nracious God' Doddridgx .m o'er In vain we lavish out our lives Watt In vain we seek for peace with God Pratt's Coll. 303 Indulgent God, whose bounteous care Liverpool Coll. 559 Indulgent Lord, thy goodness reigns Doddridge. 262 InduL of the skies. Doddridge. 468 Infinite excellence is thine Montgomery's Coll. 327 [a • • re ambition in my heart ? Watts. 221 Is this the kind return": Watts. 372 It is the Lord— enthroned in light Geo. Border's Coll. 397 S iviour's hand Watts. 178 JEHOVAH, God most high ! Pratt's Cell. 235 Jehovah, God ! thy gracious power Dr. Thompson. 235 Jehovah is the Lord our God ! Pratt's Coll. 187 Jehovah, Lord of power and mi^rht Spirit of the Psalm.?. 49 Jehovah reigns — he dwells in light Watts. 164 Jehovah reigns — his throne is high Watts. 272 Jehovah reigns — let all the earth Tate and Brady. 17 1 Jehovah reigns — your tribute brin: Pratt's Coll. 52 Jerusalem, my glorious home .Montgomery's Coll. 528 Jesus, and didst thou condescend Curtis9 s Coll. 297 Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky Steele. 301 Jesus, and shall it ever be Grigg. 333 Jesus, by his own precious blood Pratt's Coll. 294 Jesus demands the voice of j Pratt's Coll. 128 Jesus demands this h< Steele. 433 . xalted far on high Pratt's Coll. 209 Jesus, bail, enthroned in glory H. F. Burder's Coll. 295 Jesus, I love thy eh .Doddridge. 330 Jesus, immortal King, arise H. F. Burder's Coll. 475 Watts. 440 .' - j, in whom but I Comdex. 331 Jesus, mighty King in Zion 588 . my truth, my * ay Wesley's Cell. 309 Jesus, no other name but thine Steele. 318 Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne Watts. 193 r of my soul Union Coll. 306 the sun >' • Jesus, the C - Pratt' s Coll. 295 Pratt's Cull. 108 nigh Pratt's C< Jesus, the Saviour, reigns Pratt's Cell. 40 Jesus, thou everlasting Kinc- Watts. 338 Jesus, to thy celestial light Steele. 332 Je = u=, where'er thy people meet Cuwpcr. 459 Join all the glorious names Watts. 293 Join, every tongue, to praise the Lord Presbyterian Coll. 532 Joy to the" world — the Lord is come ! Watts. 172 Jud?e me, Lord, in righteousness Pratt's Coll. 103 Judge me, O God, and p4ead my cause Watts. 103 Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways Watts. 81 Just are thy ways, and true thy word Watts. 64 \\- Pa?e. WkU H PraWs Coll. 444 Moravian C ;i "v. ]t'>$ L /. y] •. \-2S ow li r attend H aUs. 411 _- they be Pratt?* OoU. 198 CotterilL 3 40 Let them neglect th 'L -i^l Ki tgS ''U r ;/. 316 H !'.<. 179 Lo I Lift up ; l-o : ii / Lo ! theL Pr Lo ! I ; ■ g Pr . Lo ! m Wax H. F. Wrought .". 43 Tati J Bradu. 44 I I am thine, but tliou « . ! own PrmW Lord, I approach the mercy a al Kpis. Coll. 373 Lord, I believe a rest remains WetUy. 527 b INDEX OF FIRST LINKS. XXI Page. Ijord, I can suffer thy cebnket Watts. 46 Lord, I have made thy word my choice Watts. 206 Lord. I have thee my refuge made Wranrrkam. 119 f will bless thee all my days Watts. 91 rvej our faatti Watt Lord, in the naming thoa shalt hear Watts. 44 of thy grace Lord, in thy great, thy gloriooa name Steele. 87 Ivord, let thy goodness lead our land Pratt's Cull. 535 Lord, my God, how lung by thee Pratt's Coll. o"5 . how lovely, fair Turner. 151 Lord of hosts, to thee we raise Montgomery. 541 Ix>rd of mercy, jnsl and kind Pratt's C Lord of the worlds above 1 1 Lord.! mind Watts. 149 ■ ry Pratt'. < Coll. '2 A ged our guilty land Watt*. 121 Lord, thou hast searched and ?een me through Watts. 232 Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere Watts. 03 Lord, thou hast won — at length I yield Yetctori. 374 Lord, thou wilt hear me \\ hen I pray . , Watts. 43 Lord, through the dubious path of life Exeter Coll. 499 Lord, thy church hath seen thee rise Pratt's Coll. 134 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand Waits. 162 Lord, visit thy forsaken race Epls. Coll. 472 Lord, we come before thee now Hammond. 455 Lord, we confess our oameroos faults Watts. 284 Lord, what a feeble piece WatU. 161 Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I Watts. 140 Lord, what a wretched land is this Watts. 423 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Watts. 237 Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove Steefe. 441 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high Watts. 133 Lord, when we bend before thy throne Pratt's Coll. 458 Lord, where shall guilty soul- retire Watts. 234 Lord, who, among the sons of men Watts. 77 Loud hallelujahs to the Lor'' Waits. 242 Love divine, all love excelling Madan's Cull. 319 MAKE us, by thy transforming grace May not the Sovereign Lord on high Watt May the glorious day of promise Pratt's Coll. 472 May the gi ' Xe »r I . in Jordan's holy stream S. F. Smith. 437 Men of God. go, take your stations Kelly re Watts. 80 en souls, that dream of heaven H • i breaks upon the tomb Collijer. 312 C. Wesley. 3*9 Lord Wat •■• sv powers, why sleep ye so? • h looks up to thee .' R. Pah My few revolving years Beddome. 548 net hopes are fled Lutheran Coll. 369 pt my early vows Watts. 2:56 ■:, how endless is thy love !. how manv are nay fears Watts. 41 My God, I bow before thy"feet Watts. 492 My God, in whom are all the springs Watts. 120 Mv God, my everlasting hope Watts. 137 Mv God— my Father— blissful name Steele . 390 My God, my King, thy various praise Watts. 237 Mv God, mv King, to thee I'll raise Steele. 568 1 XX11 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. . d, my life, mj love Wattt rod, my portion and my lovi H tH d, my prayer attend Pratt1* Cull. 15:2 . i ■;, permit me not to be H aits. -i'Jl My God, permit my tongue Watts. 125 . i, the covenanl <on, know thou the Lord Village JJvmas. 355 My sou), be on I by guard HeaUi. 419 My soul, come, meditate the day Watts. 4*25 My soul forsakes her vain delight Watts. 505 My soul, how lovely is the place Ww My soul, inspired with sacred love Talc and Bra-. My soul lies cleaving to the dust My sou!, repeat his praise My soul, review the time Uoddi'ni _ My soul, thy gTeat < Jn ator praise My soul, with humble fervor raise Pr< My spirit looks to God alone My spirit sinks v* ithin me, Lord fiait.s. lot) NAKED as from the earth we came Jl'atts. 390 Nature, with all her powers, shall sing No blood of goats nor heifers slain Ji atts. J 14 No change of time shall ever shoe: Tate and Brady. 04 No more, my God, I boast no more Ji atts. 377 No offering God requires Tate and Bra Nor eye bath seen — nor ear hath heard Watts, Not all the blood of beasts Wai Not all the outward forms on earth Watt.i. 340 Not to condemn the sons of men li'n't %, -J -I Not with our mortal eyes Now begin the heavenly theme Pratt's C> Now be my heart inspin d re sing >i afas. 105 Now i\): a tune of lofty praise Now, in the hour of deep distress Watts. 71 Now is th; accepted t ime Dobt \ t me make the Lord my trust Wa'' Now let my soul, eternal King Heginbctha Now let our faith grow strong, and rise.... Pratt's Coll. ',136 Now let our mournful songs record Watts. 71 Now let our mourning hearts revive Doddridge. 546 Now lei the angel sound on high Now living waters How Mantgomery** Coll. 485 Now may i he (Jed of power and grace Watts* 69 all my solemn vows be paid Watts. 129 Now these solemn days are ending S. F. Smith. 583 Now to the Lord a noble song Watts. 292 IXDEX Or PIBST LIXES. XX111 Now to the Lord, who makes us know Now to the power of God supreme D ALL ye hinds, in G O all ve lands, rejoice in Gud O all ye nations, praise the Lord, Each wit O all ye nations, praise the Lord, His glorious O all "ve people. c:a; O all ye people, shout an I si g I O h!ess the Lor !, :r . O Father, let thy ki:ig iom come P OGO: O Goi of Bethel, \. th'*u art my G ■. ani ud anthems let us sing ..TV i dBrad Oh. could [ rind, from day to day. ". 495 Oh, could I speak the matchless worth Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly Oh for a closer walk with God C r. 407 Oh for a heart to tiraise my God Oh for a shout of sacred joy Oh for a sight — a pleasing sight Watts. 4->2 Oh for an overcoming faith Watts. 516 Oh for that tenderness of heart .'.'. 371 Oh for the death of those 517 Oh gracious Lord, whose mercies rise Prates Cbtt. 540 b Xxiv INDEX OF FIRST LI: Page. Oh happy day, that fixed my choice Doddridge. 416 Oh happy man, u hose loul ll filled Watts. 219 Oh happy they, who know the Lord ffewtsm. 493 Oh how blesl the man, wrhoee ear Pratt'* Coll. 38 oh how I love thy holy law Watts. 906 Oh, if my soul wai formed lor -.so , /j ,, ■ tcioua Lord, extend './, m . my heart, bj ■ d Fawcett. 4^)4 Oil praise the Lord, tor be is good Wramgksm. 190 Oh praise the Lord in that 1 Tate a m the Lord, with one consent Oh render thanks, and bless the Lord TaU and Bra 1 >h render thanks to G. d above TaU and Bra < >.: stubborn hearts, that could withstand I Oh that I knew t ho .secret place Oli that men their songs would raise I- rate's CciL 191 Oh that the Lord would guide my waj - Oh that thy .statutes, every hour. Oh Thou, who on the cross j Oh Thou, whose tender mercy heart Oh turn, jjreat Ruler of the skies ] 13 Oh 'twas a joyful sound to hear Tate and Brm Oh what amazing words of grace Lutheran t< Oh where is now that glowing love Mont ■ ;,'. 43-2 Oh where shall rest be found.. On God, my soul, with patient hope Pratt's C On God the race of man depends Ou Jordan's stormy hanks I Btand On the mountain's top appearing On thee, each morning, O my God Liverpool L On thy church, 0 Power divine Spirit oft Once more, before we part Bsmker'$ C'. Once more, my soul, the rising day One there is, above all others ' Oppressed with guilt, and lull of fears Our Father in heaven Mrs. Sarai Our Father, who in .heaven art Bratt. St. C Our heavenly Father calls Dsddridgt Our heavenly Father's eye Montgomery's Coll. 492 Our heavenly Father, hear Msmtgsmm Our Lord is risen from the dead Our Saviour ho wed beneath the wave Jud Our sins, alas ! how strong they are Watt Out of the deeps of long distress PR ACE— His the Lord Jehovah's hand Doddridge. 518 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Permit me, Lord, to seek thy lace Stet Perpetual Source of light and grace Doddridge. '.17 1 Pleasing spring again is here Colh/er. 56 1 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair Praise, everlasting praise be paid Jf'ails. 498 Praise God, from whom all bless i gs Bow Praise, oh praise the name divine Merrick. SM8 Praise the Lord, bis glory bless Wranghs Praise the Lord, who reigns above Pratt's Coll. 5f>6 Praise the Lord ! ye heavens adore him Dublin Coll. 245 Praise to God, immortal praise Barbauld. 631 Praise to thee, thou great Creator H. F. Burder'a 0 Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee Watts. 107 Praise ye Jehovah's name 247 Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name Pratt's Coll. 2525 Praise ye the Lord— let praise employ , .Steele. SH7 b 1 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. XXV Pa?e. Praise ye the Lord — my heart shall join Watti. 9 U Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice Mamtgfomt Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross Prmtvt Cull. 337 Preserve me, Lord, i;i time of need Watts. 59 servant, L id Wra tghmm, 60 s, al thy feet Stennett. 377 B USE your triumphant songs Watt R Pratt's Loll. 291 G u. Burdi Lord, our mortal state Watts. 156 Remember th\ Creator S F, S Return, mv rovi ig heart, return Pratt's Coll. 381 of love, return Watts. 160 1 Colly or. 3 06 . and shine Pratt's Coll. 478 Rise, my soui, and stretch tuv winga Kxe, O m\ soul, pursue the ; Ri«e, Fan of glory, ri<- ' Fran's ColL 471 r me Tt :>lal Wat s. 129 Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord Doddridge. 431 I lei u jab, praise the Lonl Moravian Coll. 507 Si it praises to our God 169 Sing to the Lord a new-made s ing Tate and Bn dy. 173 Sing to the Lord in joyful strains Pratt's C Sing tc the Lord Jehovah's name Watts. 168 Sing to the Lord most high Dwic ;he Lord, who loud proclaims Doddridge. 463 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands ti'o.tis. 169 Smg we to our God above '249 Sinner, oh why so thoughtless grown Watts. 368 Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep Fpis. ColL 355 Sinners, behold the Lamb of God Hoskins. 362 Sinners, the voice of God regard FmwcetL 360 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ! Epis. ColL 367 Sinners, will vou scorn the message Littleton. 354 Softly now the light of day Epis. Col . 560 So let our lip« and Jives express Watts. 394 Songs anew of honor framing Pratt's Coll. 174 Songs of immortal prai-e belong Watts. 193 Bongs of praise the angels sang Montgomery. .ik53 Son of God, thv blessing grant H. F. Border's Coll. 4L1 3 b XXVi I.NDKX OF FIBS . ■ ise and bring Pro 8 ill the world ' Mp rick. 5i4 The H t now Pratt ! lore him Pratt's CbU. 47 • i- risen indeed 1 Wai I Jehovah re is The Lord of plory is ory lighl The Lord of Sabbath, lei us praise Pre m clothed with might H. i INDEX OF FIRST LINES. xxvii Pan. The Lord, the God of S*ory, reigns Sta The Lord, the J rone Hutu. 110 The Ford, ti •• ~ H . trd unto my prayer attend li raii'jhmn. 70 n is ever blest. The peace which God alone reveals Prates Coll. 401 The pity of the Lord H The praise of Zibn waits for thee /J 'aits. 126 ■s love The promises I sing Dtddridi — let every ear S dour lives, no more to die Pratt's C iouv — oh, what endless charms - vibur's glorious name Pratt's Cull. 139 icious firmament on high irit, in our hearts Epis. L i rit, like a peaceful dove Watts. 350 lining day Frutt's Cull. 511 The time is short— sinners, beware " - The voice of free grace cries — Escape to tlie mountain.. Thornby. 362 The winter is over and gone Haw Thee we adore. Eternal name Watts. 509 Thee will I bless, O Lord my God Wrangham. 93 Thee will I love, O Lord my strength Watts. 63 There is a fountain filled with blood CV; . There is a God, all nature speaks Steele. 257 There is a house not made with hands Walts'. 420 There is a land of pure delight There is an hour of peaceful rest Union C These glorious minds ! how bright they shine Watts. 530 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love Doddridge. 450 Think, mighty God, on feeble man Watts. 153 This frame, O God. these noble power? Scott. 263 This is the day the Lord hath made Watts. 200 Tiiis is the word of truth and love Watts. 283 Thou art my portion, O my God Watts. 204 Thou art the way — to thee alone Epis. Coll. 309 Thou blest Redeemer, dying Land) Cenniek. 331 Thou boundless Source ofe\ .. Pratt's C Thou God of hone, to thee we bow 540 is ! i Thou, gracious Lord,, art mv Tale and Br,. Thou great tnstructer, lesl I "stray F Thou great Redeemer, set me Free Watts. 404 Thou,\Jehovah, God o'er all P, Thou, Lord, by strict .-; known Tate a Thou'Lord of all above I Thou, Lord, througl le Doddrid± Thou lovely Source of true delight - Thou only Sovereign of my heart Thou Prince of glory, slain for me : vJ Thou shalt, O Lord, descend Wrangham. 131 Thou that dost my life prolong Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord Watts. 113 Though, now the nations sit beneath Thrice happy man. who fears the Lord Watts. 194 Through all the changing scer.es of life Tate and Brady. 92 Through endless years thou art the same Tate ami Brad':. 17 9 Through every age, eternal God Thus far the Lord has led me on Watts. 557 Thus God, the eternal Father, spake Watts. 192 Thus saith the high and lofty One Watts. 207 b XXviii INDEX OF FIRST LIN Pa?e. Thus saith the wisdom of the Lord n • Thy bounties j I tordj impart WaU Thy glories, migbtj God P, i, Lord, how great . Lord, our bou < II the earth, O Lord Watts. 210 Thy name, Almighty Lord Th\ presence, e^ erlasting God Doddridge. 414 i . .rd, is in the sea totmoett. 275 Time is « a iaway 'Ti< by the lai ii of j ys to come 'Tis God the Spirit leads V, 11. 339 To blest thy chosen race Tatt umi Brady. I'M To celebrate thy p/a - Tate <;n« l\ ran sham. 167 To God the Father, God the Son Waits. 219 To God the Father's throne Watts. 249 To God, the great, the ever blest To God, the only wise Watts. '3-2.) To God, who dwells on Zion's mount Wranghata. 51 To heaven I lift my waiting eyes R v. 211 i row , Lord, is i bine Doddridge. 510 To our Almighty Maker, God To our Redeemer's glorious name To praise the bounteous Lord of all Pratt To spend one sacred day Watti To thee, before the dawning light Watts. 204 To thee, great God, I make my prayer Wrangh'am. L' 4 To thee, my righteous King and Lord Wre To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord i, 332 To thy pastures fair and large To thy temple we repair To us a child of hope is horn wry'* ( Triumphant Zion, lift thy head Epis. Cull. 479 'Twas by an order fr< m the Lord Watts. 253 'Tans from thy han . Line IV ails. 2X3 'Twas in the watches /f att gbt .8 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb Up to the fields when - VAIN," are the hopes the sons of men ti a • Vainly through night's weary hems Spirit of the Psoitis. 218 lark of heavenlj Peps. 517 W UT, O my soul, thy Maker's will Beddnae. 4#k Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn Dob< Wake the song of jubilee Pratt's C Watchman ! tell us of the night Bowring. 576 We all, O Lord, have gone astray 203 W> come with joyful socg • - - We lift our hearts to thee Methodist Coll. 307 We love thy holy temple, Lord Pratt's Coll. 82 We sing the glories of thy love Watts. 565 Welcome, delightful morn Hayirard. 445 Welcome, sweet day oi rest Waits. 445 b index or ratST li xxix no abiding ci'y here re those soul- PrmWt Cou. 337 What equal hoaon -hall we bring What finite power, wi toil render to ray God. .... • o:j|h th' unthinki ._ < --*.?. 42 Doddridge. 338 ■ pears before my sight • . '. can read my title Hear r pour out my aonl in prayer 7i : . ' L: • the wondrons eross inguoi and dis »ase i'iva.:<; . .... When thy mo rt » his temple GS , - 1 . - - • ■arting friends We* 544 thee on the bending g Prak a Ki::g -. where mercies dwell Pratt'* OeiL 103 loold we start, and fear to die : 3* o X\X INDEX OF FIRST hi ' Page. Why will ye waste on trifling caret Pratt9* Coll. 353 fold ! ■;///■('. of the Psal With ;dl my powers of hear! and tongue Wtti With cheerful notes, let all tlj e ./;/. 197 With grateful hearts, with joyful t< ngues Pratt's Ceu. •>:'>') >ry clad, with strength arrayed TaU and Brady. 163 \\ it It humble heart and tODgCM With joy we hail the sacr< 1 day Spirit cfth With joy we meditat \\" i i h in\ substance I "ill honor Fran With my wh >le b< art I'll love thy name Pratt'i C With my whole heart, I Ml raise my - tog Wit h my whole heart, I've Bought thy face With one consent, lei all the earth With re le saints appeal Wil li songs and honors Bounding loud With tew- of anguish I lament Within thy h< urGod Pi IZ. 454 Worl hy the Lamb <■:' YE angels, round the throne Ye boundless realms of joy TaU and Brc Ye Christian heralds go, proclaim Pre Ye dying sons i '!. 361 Ye earthly va Ye hearts with youthful vigor >va rm D Ye humble souls, ap Ye men and anj Ye mese Pratt'* C Ye mighty rulers of the • u 1 Wr Ye nations round the Ye saints an . - Ye servant- of I. IB5 Ye servants oi Ye son* l\ i. Ye sons of can h, arij e Pratt's Q \ sons of men, a feeble race Ye trembling captives, hear /- - l Ye trembling sou!-, Ye tribes of Adam, y i a Ye who* in hu Pratt's Coll. 3n'7 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Yes, I will bless th e, O ro) G >d Yes, mighty J II reign Pr Yes, my native land, J S. J Yes, th B t Yes, there ar>- joys that cv nn >t die Yes, we'll record thy match] - Union C Yes, we trust the da: - Your harps, ye trembling sai .us ZIO-N, awake!— thy strength renew Pratt's Cull. 479 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. A*. B. The Jig urc s refer to the page. THE HOLY SCRIPTURES.— The Bible welcomed, 253: divine authority of, 253 : the l-_ ,254: Baited to the wants of mc . . . •_ 4—211, - : _ I than his works, Go — G'J. THE EXIST! of (r —53, 257: , 257 : the Creator. . _ 8— 235, 960: —235, 261 wisdom and knov- — 240, 262: C reatur an 1 :: - sioa of, , . " ,175,177,181—185. 193,82 -228, Trinity, 268: prais 1,163 — loo, J 73, 179 : dominion of, 157. not compsra 48, 49, 27] : angels : in his -- : holiness of, 273: glory of God in his works and word, — PROVIDENCE AND GOV - i . . poses of God, 273: . 274: mysteries of provide: 132, 270, 271, 2 , 217j 218 : pro vi dent i : . . ,73—75 134. 211,212, 495-£ ,86, 163— 109, 17-5 — 171 . 151, 152: God i the oppressed, 52,53: interposition acknowledged, 85, 98, 106, 107, l<,'>. 166, 237 : recounted to pos- terity, 143." FALL AXD NATURAL V.— Hope from the gospel - . . — 279 ; death in sin, 279: lofinaa, 280. THE GOSPEL - adv [nation of the gospel, 282 : § bailed, 283: <*n mercy, 177. 181 — 5 : divine character exhibited in the go.-, ... CHRIST .—Birth and char to worship Christ, 289 : Christ - r, 2 9: de- sign of his advent, 81, S ', 290, 291 : deit humanity of, 29 i : and exa - I: .: glory display Xxxii INDEX OF SUBJECTS. the i> lityof. with the Father, Q93.—0ffiets»f Christ. iet, Priest, ;iu1 : 99, I i3, 3U4 : 1 : author of runts images. — iinv- iv of . broad of life, 307 : sun of right : way, truth, i of Christ. — Resur- >n completed by, 150, 311,312: 312: Christ enthroned a id ••. >wned Lord of all, 315, 316: final trium ./.-f to Christ ', ■ 99, 317: . love, 318 : Christ t frien :. • . : 'i safety, 320, 321 : i j penitence, iu view of ti: ' 323, 324 : worl . : su- ... ting, 334 : re - joicii -I a savor of life or death, • : . £ r and : HOL1 SPIR1 . .::: in- dwelling . fy, 341 — 3 13 343, 344: wok . the Spirit en- treat* I not tod of, 351. WARNINGS AND U JPEL.— Warn- ing iad and naYrow way, 351. '.'■.,. 353 : the Binner invil ti&m ' iovita : : free grate. tii le, 167, 168, call, '■dvb, 367 : the CONVICTION AN1 I: conviction by the law. ! iori, 90, 1L"2 — J .15, 203, o"/ : ted, 370, 371. CHRIS] < 'plication for pardon, 2191 SO: .. td for, 371 : k-epentance in viewbl'divhui patu ■ 5, 374, 375: ingtati- Hing sin lamented, li-2 — i is tho penitent surre as causing the death of CI • 112 — 115, 376, 377: pardon implored, 112— 115, 143, 2 ; absence from God deprecated, 379 j retuitaiftg to Christ, 203, 360, 381.— FaM, INDEX OF SUBJECTS. XXX111 382— 385 : source and office of faith, 352 : living faith, 383: walking by faith, 3p3: trusting in Christ for pardon, 136, 336, 337, 384 — Lore to God as our p >^-38d: love the cliief grace. 38a: God the portion of the soul, 60,91, 117, 140, 141, 143 — 149, -204, 336, 387 : God, only source of true h i —Filial spirit. — Adoption, • ,390: filial trust in God, 67, :. 393.— Ubcdtenre, 394 — 396: the gospel exemplified in the c< : rilial obedience, 394 : death to Bin, 395: living to Christ, 395: the vigilant servant, 396. — Humilif j atom. — God the author ofmerciea and afflictions, 3! trust- ing in God, 398, 401 : faith prevailing in tro -.-'mis- sive and docile spirit, 400 : contentm .. . : casting our burdens on God, 401 : humbly waiting on God, 401, 400: bearing shame for Christ, 402. — Sincer ■ of holiness. — Chiding ourselves for spiritual slot!), 403: deliverance from sin imDlored, 67, 112 — 115, 404, ;e im- plored, -207— 209. 236, 406, 407 : longing for a closer walk with . 407 : Christian perfection and blessedness, 37, 38, 90, 194, 195, 203, 219, 40S. THE CHRISTIAN VIEWED IN VARIOUS RELATIONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES.— Un ted t» Christ.— -Vita] union to Christ, 409, 410: deriving strength from, 411 : living by faith on, 411. — A member of the church, — Christian fellowship, 4:2, 414 : delight In the people of Go:!, 59, 60 : dedication to Go... joining covenant with, 4;5: joining the church, 416 : renewal of self-dedication, 416: a welcome to fellowship, 417: all one in Christ, 417 : excellence of brotherly love, 223. J4.— ; ged in a race or warfare. — The heavenly rac : warfare and victory, 41S : watchfulness and prayer incul ted, 4 oarage and self-denial, 419 : succor implored for spiritual conflicts. — In times of spiritual ' - ■- — > I Btetise- ments deprecated, 46, 97 : complaint under the hi. i countenance, do, 56, 207 — 209, 236 : piaver and hope in tn u 69, 70, 152, ISO. 181 : God resorted to in, B3, 84, — 3, 116, 121, 122, 135, 137, 140—142: thanks 140,189, 196: divine interposition acknowk Iged, ". J .. 231, 235. — Heir <>f Jk«e»«»k— Character or', "" . 58. " . 77: heavenly mansion. 420: hope of heaven by I God and Christ, the joy • , 422 : heaveuh 422,423: this life a ptlgrii ,423,42 and strength, 425 : conternphitio the heave:;!. 42S : unshaken hope, 429: communu saints in heaven, 433 : cheering hope ■• sliding- aud returning. — fttournii . i ■ •■ 432: cold affections lamented, 433 : inconstan I from Christ lamented, 434 : returning a 435, 494, 495. INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL.— The eh»rr\.— Built on Christ. 201, 202: enlargement of prayed for, 130 — '32: God's presence the safety and glory oi", 109, 110, 153, i.r>j. 174 prayer of in times of desertion, 144, 149 : desolations of la- mented, 229 — 231 : enlargement and glory of, 478 — 4>1 : the dwelling place of God, 222: delight in, 230,— Baptism, 437, 438, 439, 586, 537, 538.— Lor&s Supper.— Institution of, Christ's invitation to his table, 4- Irawn in by love, 440, 441 : penitent view of the Saviour's sufferings', 441: the new covenant sealed, 442: reconciliation by Christ's death, 442 : spiritual nourishment from Christ. 442, 443 : partk>n b ■ . . Qtned, : ! : - of p . , 157 : ; : .—J . -- : — ■ praye pari i .- f-d with heaven, . : . .''monition to prep 514: ] tion for, I in, 515: victory over, 516: the fcian to his - i of hope n and A\XV judgmenty 5i9: f 521: the judgment antici;' I -. I7'J, 521. — Future ttalt.- .: re- wi r her heav- enly Jerusalem, f. Hcd, ! VARI' ' irden implored for riati — 7 — 533 : in nation. l1 and jprais . — L". 537; - ■ hi a I . ,— cn-1 eceiiiiigi A\ — I 13-— 45, 44.5 — : :"-, [15 i77. DOXOLOGIES, 2 40,569. ANTHEMS, CHAJTI^ fcc, 570—576, P S A L M S . I First Part. L. M. Ralston. The Righteous and the Wicked. 1 TJAPPY the man, whose cautious feet Shun the broad way, where sinners go ; Who hates the place where atheists meet, And tears to talk as scoffers do ; — 2 Who loves t' employ his morning light Among the statutes of the Lord ; And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure pondering o'er the word. f> 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, < Shall flourish in immortal green; > And heaven will shine, with kindest beams, mf On every work his hands begin. p 4 But sinners find their counsels crossed ; — < As chaff before the tempest flies, > So shall their hopes be blown and lost, p When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 1 Second Part. C. M. Dedham. 1 BLEST is the man, who shuns the place, Where sinners love to meet ; Who fears to tread their wicked ways, And hates the scoffer's seat : — 2 But in the statutes of the Lord Has placed his chief delisrht; By day, he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night. mf 3 He, like a plant of generous kind, By living waters set, Safe from the storm and blasting wind, > Enjoys a peaceful state. 38 PSALMS. mf 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair, Shall his profession shine ; While fruits of holiness appear, Like clusters on the vine. p 5 Not so the impious and unjust : — What vain designs they form! Their hones are blown away like dust, Or chaff, before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace < When Christ, the Judge, at his right hand mf Appoints his saints a place. 1 Third Part. S. M. Bladenburg. 1 THE man is ever blest, Who shuns the sinner's ways; Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scorner's place : — 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Amidst the labors of the day, And watches of the night" mf 3 He, like a tree, shall thrive, With waters near the root ; Fresh as the leaf, his name shall live ; His works are heavenly fruit. p 4 Not so th' ungodlv race ; They no such blessings find : < Their hopes shall flee like empty chaff > Before the driving wind. Fourth Part. 7's. Norwich. 1 OH how blest the man, whose ear Impious counsel shuns to hear ; Who nor loves nor treads the way, Where the sons of folly stray: — 2 But, impressed with sacred awe, Meditates, great God, thy law: This by day his fixed employ, This by night his constant joy. . PSALMS. 31) »f 3 Like the tree, that's taught to grow Where the streams refreshing flow, He his fruitful branch shall spread, Prosperous, lie no leaf shall shed. p 4 See, ah ! see, a different fate God's obdurate foes await ! See them, to his wrath consigned, < Fly like chaff before the wind. p 5 When thy Judge, O earth, shall come, And to each assign his doom ; — Say, shall then the impious band With the just assembled stand? «af 6 These, th' Almighty, these alone, Objects of his love shall own ; — > While his vengeance who defy, Len Whelmed in endless ruin lie. 2 First Part. C. M. Slarlow. Christ exalted and his Enemies warned. 1 \yHY did the nations join to slay The Lord's anointed Son ? WThy did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down ? 2 The Lord, who sits above the skies, Derides their rage below ; He speaks, with vengeance in his eyes, And strikes their spirits through. nrf 3 " I call him my eternal Son, " And raise trim from the dead ; "I make my holy hill his throne, t " And wide his kingdom spread." p 4 Be wise, ye rulers of the earth, Obey ttie anointed Lord ; Adore the King of heavenly birth, And tremble at his word. 2 Second Part. C. M. Patmos> 1 ATTEND, O earth, when God declares His uncontrolled decree : — " Thou art my Son— this day, my heir, " Have I begotten thee. 40 PSALMS. 2 "Ask — and receive thy full demands — " Thine shall the heathen be ; < "The utmost limits of the lands f " Shall be possessed by thee." 3 Learn, then, ye princes — and give ear, Ye judges of the earth ; mf Worship the Lord with holy fear, Rejoice with awful mirth. 2 Third Part. S. M. Dover. 1 THE Lord ascends on high, And asks to rule the earth ; The merit of his blood he pleads, And pleads his heavenly birth. 2 He asks — and God bestows A large inheritance : f Far as the world's remotest ends, His kingdom shall advance. — 3 The nations that rebel Must feel his iron rod : t He'll vindicate those honors well, Which he received from God. ®P 4 Be wise, ye rulers, now, And worship at his throne : O With trembling joy, ye people, bow f To God's exalted Son. «ap 5 If once his wrath arise, Ye perish on the place : f But blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to his grace. 2 Fourth Part. H. M. Murray. mf 1 JESUS, the Saviour, reigns ! On Zion is his throne : The Lord's decree sustains His own begotten Son : < Up from the grave I f And mount the skies, He bids him rise, With power to save. mf 2 His kingdom is complete, This day exalts his name : PSALMS. 41 Before his Father's seat, He makes his righteous claim : P < Gentiles adore, I f His hands possess His power confess : | From shore to shore. 3 First Part. L. M. Bath, God our Defence. Morning. 1 Ci LORD, how many are my foes, In this weak state of flesh and blood ; Mv peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. 2 Tired with the burdens of the day, To thee I raised an evening cry ; mf Thou heard'st when I began "to pray, And thine almighty hefp was nigh. — 3 Supported bv thine heavenly aid, > I laid me down, and slept secure : m** Not death should make my heart afraid, > Though I should wake and rise no more. ■* 4 But God sustained me all the night; Salvation doth to God belong : f He raised my head to see the light, And make's his praise my morning song. 3 Second Part. CM. Dundee, »P 1 MY God, how many are my fears ! How fast my foes increase ! Their number'— how it multiplies! How fatal to my peace ! f 3 But thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread : Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. P 3 1 cried, and from his holy hill, He bowed a listening ear: ■f I called my Father, ana my God, > And he subdued my fear. ■* 4 Guarded by him, I laid me down, > My sweet repose to take ; of For I through nim securely sleep, Through nim in safety wake. 4'* 42 PSALMS. f 5 What though the hosts of death and hell All armed against me stood ? No terrors now shall shake my soul : My refuge is my God. 3 Third Part. C. M. St. Ann's. n»f 1 THOU, gracious Lord, art my defence ; On thee my hopes rely ; Thou art my glory, and shalt yet Lift up my head on high. «np 2 Guarded hy him, I laid me down, £ Mv sweet repose to take ; — For 1 through him securely sleep, Through aim in safety wake. f 3 Salvation to the Lord belongs ; He only can defend ; His blessing he extends to all, That on his power depend. 4 First Part. L. M. Duke Street God our Portion. 1 \yHAT though th' unthinking world may say, " Who will bestow some earthly good ?" Lord, for thy light and love we pray : Our souls desire this heavenly food. f 2 Then shall our cheerful powers rejoice At grace divine and love so great ; Nor will we change our happy choice, I For all their wealth and boasted state. 4 Second Part. L. M. Duke Street. Rest and Peace in God. Evening. 1 THY favor, gracious Lord, impart, — With sacred joy to cheer my heart : Howe'er the corn and wine increase, Earth ne'er can yield such heavenly peace* 2 With thy protection kindly blest, > I'll lay me down in peace to rest ; < Safe in thy care — from dangpr free, »f To wake on earth— or wake with thee. PSALMS. 43 4 Third Part. C. M. Litchfield. mp 1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when 1 pray ; < 1 am forever thine : — I fear before thee all the day, > Xor would I dare to sin. Len2 And while I rest my weary head, — From care and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on mv bed With my own heart and thee. mf 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith, my hope relies Upon thy grace alone. > 4 Thus, with my thoughts composed to peace, — I'll give mine eyes to sleep; Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. wd 5 First Part. L. M. Winchester. Communion with God. Sabbath JMorning. 1 TORD, hear my words — my spirit see, ? When wrapt in solemn thoughts of thee ■ ■rf My King, my God, my cries attend : To" thee my suppliant prayers ascend. — 2 Whene'er the morning rays appear, Thou, Lord, my early voice shalt hear: f To thee my lifted hands shall rise, And faith look up with longing eyes. p 3 O God, thy pure and holy mind In tents of* sin no joy can find : Far from thy throne shall evil flee, Nor e'er inhabit, Lord, with thee. — 4 But I, by boundless mercies led, Thy temple's sacred courts will tread ; f Up to thy house with joy repair : Tny mercies shall surround me there. p 5 Prostrate I'll bow — with fear impressed, While awe profound inspires my breast ; < And faith, while yet my prayers arise, f Firm on the Saviour's name relies. 44 PSALMS. 5 Second Part. C. M. DcdJiam. 1 LORD, in the morning thou shall hear My voice ascending nigh ; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye ; — l2 Up to the hills, where Christ is gone To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaint* P 3 Thou art a God, hefore whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er he thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. »nf 4 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there ; I will frequent thine holy court, > And worship in thy fear. Aff 5 Oh may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness, mf Make every path of duty straight, And plain before my face. 5 Third Part. C. M. Bedford 1 LORD, hear the voice of my complaint; Accept my secret prayer ; To thee alone, my King, my God, Will I for help repair. 2 Thou, in the morn, my voice shalt hear, And with the dawning day, To thee devoutly I'll look up, To thee devoutly pray. mf 3 Let all thy saints, who trust in thee, With shouts their joy proclaim; By thee preserved, let them rejoice, And magnify thy name. 4 To righteous men the righteous Lord His olessings will extend ; And with his" favor all his saints, As with a shield, defend. PSALMS. 45 5 Fourth Part. C. M. Dundee. p 1 BEHOLD us, Lord, with humble fear Approach thy temple gate ; Though most unworthy to draw near, Or in thy courts to wait. mf 2 But, trusting in thy boundless grace, To all so freely given, "We worship in thy holy place, And lift our souls to heaven. p 3 Lead us in all thy righteous ways, Nor let our footsteps slide : — Make straight thy path before our face, Our guardian, still, and guide. «nf 4 No more to sin, Lord, let us yield, Defended from above, And kept, and covered with the shield Of thy almighty love. O Fifth Part. C. M. Ormond. 1 LORD, hear me, when without disguise My words to thee ascend ; And* when my meditations rise, Oh graciously attend. 2 Before thy throne I'll humbly fall, And all my troubles bring ; On thee alone for help I'll call, My righteous God and King. mf 3 Soon as the morning rays appear, I'll lift my eyes above ; My voice shall reach thy listening ear, > *And supplicate thy love. nrf 4 Within thy house my voice shall rise Before thy mercy-seat : There will I fix my steadfast eyes, > And worship at thy feet. ■ — 5 In righteousness thy strength display, And my protection be ; nrf Teach me to know that only way. Which leads to heaven and thee. 46 PSALMS. 6 First Part. L. M. Bath. Severe Chastisements deprecated. 1 LORD, I can suffer thy rebukes, When thou with kindness dost chastise; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear ; Oh let it not against me rise. 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrow that I feel ; The wounds thy heavy hand hath made, O Lord, in tender mercy heal. 3 Look how the powers of nature mourn! How long, almighty God, how long ? nif When shall thine hour of grace return ? When shall I make thy grace my song ? 6 Second Part. C. M. Bether. n*P 1 IN mercy, not in wrath, rebuke Thy feeble worm, my God ; My spirit dreads thine angry look, And trembles at thy rod. 2 Have mercy, Lord, for I am weak ; Regard my humble cry : Oh let thy voice of comfort speak, And bring salvation nigh. 3 Oh come, and show thy power to save, And spare my fainting breath ; For who can praise thee in the grave, Or sing thy name in death ? 4 Satan, my cruel, envious foe, Insults me in my pain ; He smiles to see me brought so low, And tells me hope is vain : — 5 But hence, thou enemy, depart, Nor tempt me to despair ; My Saviour comes to cheer my heart ; The Lord has heard my prayer. taf PSALMS. 47 First Part. L. M. Timsbury. God the righteous Jvdge. 1 A RISE, O God— with just disdain The anger of thy foes restrain ! To judgment wake— on thy command Justiceand truth securely stand. f 2 So shall thy people round thy seat, In holy crowds, rejoicing meet: And since on thee our hopes rely, Return, and fix thy power on high. 7 Second Part. L. M. Luton. 1 THE Lord is judge — before his throne All nations shall his justice own : p Oh may my soul be found sincere, — And stand approved with courage there. 2 The Lord, in righteousness arrayed, Surveys the world his hands have made ; Pierce's the heart, and tries the reins, And judgment from on high ordains. 3 My God, my Shield ! around me place The shelter of the Saviour's grace: °*f Then, when thine arm the just shall sa f My life shall triumph o'er the grave. 8 First Part. L. M. Ejfingham. The divine Glory celebrated. mf 1 ^LMIGHTY Ruler of the skies, Through all the earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise Above the heavens thy hands have made, 2 To thee the voices of the voung Their sounding notes of honor raise; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Amidst thy temple children throng To see their great Redeemer's face ; The Son of David is their song, f And loud hosannas fill the place. 48 PSALMS. 8 Second Part. L. M. Alfreton Tlie condescending Grace of God. »»f 1 O LORD, our Lord, in power divine, How great is thy illustrious name! Througli all the earth thy glories shine, Placed high above the "heavenly frame. mp 2 Down from his throne thy Son descends, A little time our form to wear: Beneath th' angelic hosts he bends, Our sufferings and our guilt to bear. mf 3 But, lo ! thy power exalts him high, In glorious dignity enthroned ; He bears our nature to the sky, O'er all thy works the Ruler crowned. f 4 Jesus, our Lord, in power divine, How great is thy illustrious name ! Through all the earth thy glories shine- Let all the earth resound thy fame. 8 Third Part. C. M. St. Martin's 1 O LORD, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim. p 2 Lord, what is man, or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou should'st visit him with grace, And love his nature so ? — 3 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form ; Made lower than his angels are, To save a dying worm ! mf 4 Let him be crowned with majesty, > Who bowed his head to death ; — And be his honors sounded high By ail things that have breath. f 5 Jesus, our Lord, how wondrous great Is thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heavenly state Let all the earth proclaim. PSALMS. 49 8 Fourth Part. C. M. St. Martin's. mp 1 O THOU, to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthly frame, < Through all the world, how great art thou ! f How glorious is thy name ! — 2 When heaven, thy glorious work on high, Employs my wondering sight ; The moon that nightly rules the sky, With stars of feebler light ; — mp 3 Lord, what is man! that thou shouldst choose To keep him in thy mind ! Or what his race ! tliat thou shouldst prove — To them so wondrous kind ! p 4 0 thou, to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthlv frame ; < Through all the world, how ^reat art thou ! f How glorious is thy name 1 Fifth Part. C. M. Dundee. 1 JEHOVAH, Lord of power and might, How glorious is thy name ! The blaze of day — the pomp of night, Thy majesty proclaim. 2 Lord, what is man — weak, sinful man — That he thy care should prove ; That thou for him shouldst deign to plan Such mighty acts of love ! 3 Made in thine image at his birth — Next to the heavenly host, And sovereign of the new-formed earth, Each privilege he lost. 4 Then did the pitying Saviour leave The glories of the sky, — Oh ! love too wondrous to conceive ! For sinful man to die, — 5 To die, that we, by grace restored, Might life and glory claim — O great Creator, Saviour, Lord, How excellent thy nams ! 5 50 PSALMS. 8 Sixth Part. S. M. Dover nrf 1 O LORD, our heavenly King, Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high I raise my wondering eyes. And see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies ; — 3 When I survey the stars, And all their shining forms, p Lord, what is man — that worthless thing. Akin to dust and worms ? — 4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou shouldst love him so? Next to thine angels is he placed, And Lord of an helow. 5 How rich thy bounties are ! How wondrous are thy ways ! That from the dust, thy power should frame A monument of praise. 9 First Part. C. M. Lutzeru God glorious as a Judge and Deliverer. f 1 "yyiTH my whole heart I'll raise my song ; Thy wonders I'll proclaim : Thou, sovereign Judge of right and wrong, Wilt put my foes to shame. 2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; My God prepares his throne, To judge the world in righteousness, > And make his vengeance known. mp 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor oppressed, To save the people of his love, Lcn And give the weary rest. mf 4 The men who know thy name, will trust In thy abundant grace ; For thou hast ne'er forsook the just, Who humbly sought thy face. PSALMS. 51 f 5 Sin** praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's hill, Who executes his threatening word, And doth his grace fulfil. 9 Second Part. C. M. Marlow. 1 WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just, Shall once inquire for blood, The humble souls, that mourn in dust, Snail find a faithful God. P 2 Thy thunder shall affright the proud, And put their hearts to pain, Make them confess that thou art God, And they but feeble men. 3 Though saints to sore distress are brought, And wait, and long complain; Their cries shall never be forgot, Nor shall their hopes be vain. * 4 Rise, great Redeemer, from thy seat, Len To judge and save the poor ; f Let nations tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more. 9 Third Part. C. M. Abridge. f 1 TO God, who dwells on Zion's mount, Your loftv voices raise ; Through all the earth his works recount, In solemn hymns of praise. — 2 The Lord in righteousness is known, In judgment seen by all ; The wicKed, who his name disown, > By their own works shall fall. mf 3 O Lord, in majesty arise, The heathen's power assail ; Exalt thyself above the skies, And let not man prevail. f 4 Thou art, O God, the righteous Lord, Thy name shall still endure ; Thy throne of judgment, and thy word, Shall stand for ever sure. 52 PSALMS. 9 Fourth Part. C. M. Nottingham. Delight in praising God. t 1 TO celebrate thy praise, O Lord, I will my heart prepare; To all the listening world, thy works, Thy wondrous works, declare. 2 The thought of them shall to my soul Exalted pleasures bring ; While to thy name, O thou Most High, ff Triumphant praise I sing. *° 3 Thou art, O Lord, a sure defence Against oppressing rage ; As troubles rise, thy needful aid In our behalf engage. f 4 To celebrate thy praise, O Lord, I will my heart prepare ; To all the listening world, thy works, ff Thy wondrous works, declare. 10 First Part. L. M. Danvers Jehovah, the Avenger of the Oppressed. 1 JEHOVAH reigns — your tribute bring ; Proclaim the Lord, th' eternal King: f Crown him, ve saints, with holy joy, His arm shafl all your foes destroy. — 2 Thou, Lord, ere yet the humble mind Had formed to prayer the wish designed, > Hast heard the secret sigh arise, mf While, swift to aid, thy mercy flies. — 3 Thy Spirit shall our heart prepare ; Thine ear shall listen to our prayer: Thou, righteous Judge ! thou Power divine ! > On thee the fatherless recline. nrf 4 The Lord shall save th' afflicted breast, His arm shall vindicate th' oppressed; f Earth's mightiest tyrant feel his power, Nor sin, nor Satan grieve them more. . PSALMS. 53 10 Second Part. C. It Burford. mp 1 WHY doth the Lord depart so far, And why conceal his lace, When great calamities appear, And times of deep distress ? 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride Thy justice and thy power? Shall they advance their heads in pride, And still thy saints devour ? ■f 3 O God, arise— lift up thine hand, > Attend our humble cry ; ■rf No enemv shall dare to stand, When Cod, our help, is nigh. 4 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And lend thine ear to hear; Accept the vows thy children pay, t And free thy saints from fear. 10 Third Part. CM. Litclifielcl 1 ARISE, O Lord — lift up thine hand, And show to all mankind, That in thy guidance and command The poor shall safety rind. 2 Thou dost ungodliness behold: Oh then the humble bless ! And with thy sacred love infold L^ The poor and fatherless. —3 God hears his humble followers' voice, When offered up in prayer; mf He bids their thankful hearts rejoice, Who to his house repair. 4 Those shall in peace and safety live, Who love God's righteous laws ; f To them he will protection give, For ever, from their foes. 11 L. M. Alfreton. God present to save his People. 1 AT Y refuge is the God of love : Why do my foes insult and cry, o 54 PSALMS. " Fly, like a timorous, trembling dove, To distant woods, or mountains fly" ? 2 The Lord in heaven has fixed his throne, His eyes survey the world below : To him all mortal things are known, > His eyelids search our spirits through. — 3 If he afflict his saints so far, To prove their love, and try their grace, What must the bold transgressors fear ! — His very soul abhors their ways. 4 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere ; vd And with a gracious eye beholds The men that his own image bear. 12 C. M. Grafton. Divine Aid invoked in Times of great Wickedness. 1 JJELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion loses ground ; The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. 2 Their oaths and promises they break, They act the flatterer's part : With fair, deceitful lips they speak, But with a double heart. 3 Lord, when iniquities abound, And blasphemy grows bold, When faith is hardly to be found, And love is waxing cold, — 4 Is not thy chariot hastening on ? Hast thou not given the sign ? May we not trust and live upon A promise so divine ? f 5 Yes — saith the Lord — now will I rise, And make oppressors flee ; I shall appear to their surprise, And set my servants free. PSALMS. 55 13 First Part. L. M. Med way. Complaint under the Hiding of God's Countenance. Aff l T-JOW long, O Lord, shall I complain, Like one that seeks his God in vain? How long shall I thine absence mourn, And still despair of thy return? 2 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, Before my death conclude my jrrief ; If thou withhold thy heavenly light, Len I sleep in everlasting night. — 3 How will the powers of darkness boast, If but one praying soul be lost : mf But I have trusted in thy grace, And shall again behold thy face. 4 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest, Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest: •< My heart shall feel thy love — and raise t My cheerful voice to songs of praise. 13 Second Part. C. M. Dundee. mP 1 HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face, My GodT how long delay ? When shall I feel those heavenly rays, That chase my fears away r 2 How long shall my afflicted soul Wrestle and toil in vain ? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain, mf 3 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield, My soul In safety keep ; Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed > In death's eternal sleep. * — 4 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring ; t I shall emplov my lips in praise And thy salvation sing. 13 Third Part. 7s. Benson. Aff 1 LORD of mercy, just and kind, Wilt thou ne'er mv guilt forgive ? Never shall my troubled mind In thy kind remembrance live ? 5G PSALMS. 2 Lord, how long shall Satan's art Tempt my harassed soul to sin, Triumph oer my humbled heart, Fears without and guilt within? 3 Lord, my God, thine ear incline, Bending to the prayer of faith ; mf Cheer my eyes with light divine, Len Lest I sleep the sleep of death. mp 4 But on mercy I rely — Mercy, heavenly Lord, impart: mf Mercy brings salvation nigh ; Mercy shall rejoice my heart. f 5 Lord, I lift my voice in praise, All thy bounty to adore ; From eternity thy grace Flows, increasing evermore. 13 Fourth Part. 7s. Norwich. Aff 1 LORD, my God, how long by thee Shall I quite forgotten be ? Lord, how long ?— for ever? — say — Wilt thou turn thy face away ? 2 Ceaseless thoughts my soul perplex; Daily griefs my spirit vex : O'er me, lo ! my foes bear sway : Lord, how long ? — for ever ? — say. 3 Lord, my God, at length arise ; Mark my sorrows, hear my cries : Lighten thou my eyes that weep, Lest the sleep of death — I sleep. 4 On thy mercy I repose : Thee my heart her Saviour knows ; f Leaps for joy ; and hymns thee, Lord, Thee, her shield and great reward. 14 First Part. C. M. Grafton. Atheism arising from Depravity. 1 JTOOLS, in their hearts, believe and say, That all religion's vain ; There is no God, who reigns on high, Or minds th' affairs of men. PSALMS. 57 2 The Lord, from his celestial throne, Looked down on things below, To find the man that sought his grace, Or did his justice know. 3 By nature, all are gone astray ; Their practice all the same ; There's none that fears his Maker's hand, There's none that loves his name. 4 Oh that salvation might proceed From Zion's sacred place, Till Israel's captives all are freed, And sing recovering grace. 14 Second Part. C. M. Dedham. 1 ARE sinners now so hardened grown, That they the saints devour ? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful power ? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name ; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thv name our trust: Great God, confound tneir pride. 4 Oh ! that the joyful day was come To finish our distress ! — f When God shall bring his children home Our sonijs shall never cease. J 5 First Part. L. M. Uxbridge. The Citizen of Zion. * 1 1 WHO shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face ? — The man who loves religion now, And humbly walks with God below : — 2 Whose hands are pure — whose heart is clean ; Whose lips still speak the thing they mean ; No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. 58 PSALMS. 3 He loves bis enemies — and prays For those who curse him to his face ; And does to all men still the same That he could hope or wish from them. 4 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone : — This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. 15 Second Part. C. M. Nottingham. 1 1 1 WHO shall inhabit in thy hill, O God of holiness? Whom will the Lord admit to dwell So near his throne of grace? 2 The man who walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands ; Who trusts his Maker's promises, And follows his commands; — 3 He speaks the meaning of his heart, Nor slanders with his tongue ; Will scarce believe an ill report, Nor do his neighbor wrong ; — 4 The wealthy sinner he contemns, Loves allVho fear the Lord; And though to his own hurt he swears, Still he performs his word ; — 5 His hands disdain a golden bribe, And never wrong the poor : — ^mf This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heaven secure. ] 5 Third Part. 7s. Lincoln. 1 WHO, O Lord, when life is o'er, Shall to heaven's blest mansions soar; Who, an ever welcome guest, In thy holy place shall rest ? 2 He, whose heart thy love has warmed; He, whose will to thine conformed, Bids his life unsullied run ; He, whose words and thoughts are one;— PSALMS. 59 mp 3 He, who shuns the sinner's road, Loving those who love their God ; mf Who, with hope, and faith unfeigned Treads the path by thee ordained ; — — 4 He, who trusts in Christ alone, Not in aught himself hath done: — < He, great God, shall be thy care, mf And thy choicest blessing's share. 16 First Part. L. If. Ellenthorpe. Humility of a good Man. 1 pRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee, But have no merits'there to plead: My goodness cannot reach to thee. mp 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confessed How empty and how poor I am : My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. — 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap Some profit by the good I do ; These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth, And rive their hours to noise and wine : mf I love the men of heavenly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. 16 Second Part. L. M. St. Parts. Hope of the Resurrection. 1 WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong ; His arm is my almighty prop ; mf Be ?lad, my heart — rejoice, mv tongue, 3ry dying flesh shall rest in hope. > 2 Though in the dust I lay my head, — Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave Mv soul forever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. GO PSALMS. 3 My flesh shall thv first call obey, Shake off the dust, and rise on high ; f Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way Up to thy throne above the sky. 16 Third Part. L. M. Tallis' Ei\ Hymn. Delight in God and his People. 1 PRESERVE thy faithful servant, Lord, Who art the refuge of the just ; To me thy sheltering aid afford, For in thine arm alone I trust. 2 The saints, who dwell the earth around, I view with pleasure and delight ; But they who other gods have found, I cast with horror from my sight. 3 I will not mingle with the throng, Whose guilt their sorrow multiplies; I will not name them with mv tongue, Nor join their bloody sacrifice. 4 God is my portion here below ; 'Tis he," who shall my lot maintain; His bounty makes my cup o'erflow, And frees my anxious soul from pain. 5 Thou shalt unto my longing eves The path of endless life display; Where, in thy presence, joys arise, Which neither languish nor decay. 16 Fourth Part. C. M. Mcdford 1 LET heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone ; But my delightful" lot is cast Where God is truly known. 2 His hand provides my constant food ; He fills my daily cup : Much am I pleased with present good, But more rejoice in hope. mf 3 God is my portion and my joy ; His counsels are mv light; — He gives me sweet advice bv day, And keeps me safe by night. PSALMS. 61 n>P 4 JMv soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye ; — mf Not death, nor hell, my hope shall move. While such a friend is nigh. 5 Thou shalt the paths of life display, Which to thy presence lead ; Where pleasures dwell without alloy, And joys that never fade. 16 Fifth Part. C. M. Dundee Hope of the Resurrection. 1 I SET the Lord before my face, He bears my courage up ; My heart, mv tongue, their joy express; My flesh shall rest in hope. mp 2 Mv spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave Where souls departed are : Nor quit my body in the grave > To see corruption there. mf 3 Thou wilt reveal the path of life, And raise me to thy throne ; f Thv courts immortal pleasure give ; Thy presence joys unknown. 17 First Part. L. M. Newmarket. Prospect of the Righteous and Wicked contrasted. 1 T ORD, I am thine — but thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love ; When men of spite against me join, They are the sword — the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below ; 'Tis all the happiness they know ; 'Tis all they seek — they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value, I resign ; Aff Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; < I shall behold thy blissful face, t And stand complete in righteousness, (i 62 PSALMS. p 4 This life's a dream — an empty show; f Jmt that bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantia] and sincere ; — When shall I wake, and find me there ? 5 O glorious hour ! — O blest abode ! I snail be near, and like my God ; And flesh and sin no morecontrol The sacred pleasures of my soul. p G My flesh shall slumber in the ground, — Till the last trumpet's joyful sound : f Then burst the chains, with glad surprise, And in my Saviour's image nse. 17 Second Part. S. M. Dover 1 ARISE, my gracious God, And make the wicked flee ; They are but thy chastizing rod To drive thy saints to thee. 2 Behold the sinner dies — His haughtv words are vain ; Here, in this life, his pleasure lies, > And all beyond is pain. — 3 Then let his pride advance, And boast of all his store ; mf The Lord is my inheritance — My soul can wish no more. f 4 1 shall behold the face Of my forgiving God; And stand complete in righteousness, Washed in my Saviour s blood. 18 First Part. L. M. Danvers. Strength and Protection from Jehovah. 1 "Yy 1TH my whole heart, I'll love thy name, Jehovah ! thee my strength I claim ; M}r rock, my fortress, where I fly ; f My great deliverer, always nigh. PSALMS. 63 np 2 My God! thy names of grace impart — Tne strength that cheers my fainting heart : In thee I trust — nor danger dread, t Thine arm the buckler o?er my head. — 3 What can thy horn of power control, Which wrought salvation for my soul? f Thou art the tower of mv defence ; Nor earth, nor hell, shalf pluck me thence. — 4 Thou, gracious Lord, hast heard my cries ; < Beyond our praise thy glories rise ; — And still shall prayer my lips employ, i Till thou shalt every foe destroy. 18 Second Part. L. M. Uxbridge. mf 1 THEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence ; Thv mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence. p 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave, Stood round me with their dismal shade ; While floods of high temptation rose, > And made my sinking soul afraid. p 3 In mv distress, I called my God, When I could scarce believe him mine ; He bowed his ear to my complaint, < And proved his saving grace divine. mf 4 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour ; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to his mercy and his power. 18 Third Part. L. M. Alfreton. » ?1 LORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere, Hast made thy truth and love appear; Before mine eyes I set thy laws, And thou hast owned my righteous cause. 2 What sore temptations broke my rest ! What wars and strugglings in my breast ! But through thy grace, that reigns within, I guard against my darling sin. — 04 PSALMS. 3 That sin, that close besets me still, That works and strives against my will — When shall thy Spirit's sovereign power Destroy it, that it rise no more ? 4 With an impartial hand, the Lord Deals out to mortals their reward : The kind and faithful souls shall find A God more faithful, and more kind. 5 The just and pure shall ever say, Thou art more pure, more just than they ; But men that love revenge shall know- God hath an arm of vengeance too. 18 Fourth Part. L. B£ Applet on. 1 JUST are thy ways, and true thy word, Great Rock of my secure abocfe ; Who is a God, beside the Lord ? Or where's a refuge like our God ? 2 Tis he that girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield; And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives — and blessings crown his reign— The God of my salvation lives; The dark designs of hell are vain, > While heavenly peace my Father gives 18 Fifth Part. CM. St. Martin's. 1 NO change of time shall ever shock My trust, O Lord, in thee ; mf For thou hast always been my rock, — A sure defence to me. — 2 Thou our deliverer art, O God ; Our trust is in thy power ; mf Thou art our shield' from foes abroad, Our safeguard, and our tower. mP 3 To thee will we address our prayer, To whom all praise we owe : * So shall we, by thy watchful care, Be saved from every toe. PSALMS. 65 Then let Jehovah be adored, On whom our hopes depend ; For who, except the mighty Lord, His people can defend. 18 Sixth Part. CM. London. Jehovah coming to reign. 1 THE Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. 2 On cherubim and seraphim Full royally he rode, And on the win^s of mighty winds, Came flying all abroad. 3 He sat serene upon the floods, Their fury to restrain ; And he, as sovereign Lord and King, For evermore shall rei^n. 18 Seventh Part. 8s. &,7s. Suffolk. 1 LO ! the Lord Jehovah liveth ! He's my rock, I bless his name : He, my God, salvation giveth ; All ye lands, exalt his' fame. 2 God, Messiah's cause maintaining, Shall his righteous throne extend : O'er the world the Saviour reigning, Earth shall at his footstool bend. 3 O'er his enemies exalted, Great Redeemer ! — see him rise ! Though by powers of hell assaulted, Goo! supports him to the skies. 4 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There forever to abide ; All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. 66 PSALMS. 19 First Part. L. P. M. St. Helen's. Delight and Instruction from the Bible. 1 J LOVE the volume of thy word; f What light and joy those leaves afford P To souls benighted and distressed ! — Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thv iear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 Thy threatenings wake my slumbering eyes, And warn me where my clanger lies ; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean, Converts my soul, subdues my sin, < And gives a free, but large reward. p 3 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain: Accept my poor attempts of praise, That I have read thy book of grace, And book of nature not in vain. mf 19 Second Part. L. M. Danvers. The Heavens declaring the Glory of God. 1 THE spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky. And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 TV unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. p 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly, to the listening earth, Repeats the story of her birth ; — — 4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets, in their turn, »f Confirm the tidings, as they roll, f And spread the truth from pole to pole. PSALMS. 67 p 5 What! though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball — What! though nor real voice, nor sound Amid their radiant orbs be found — — 6 In reason's ear thev all rejoice, < And utter forth a glorious voice ; f For ever singing, as they shine, " The hand that made us is Divine." 19 Third Part. L. M. Hebron. The Glory of God in his Works and in his JVord. 1 THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines : But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun — the changing light, And nights, and days, thy power confess ; But that blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round all the earth — and never stand ; So when thy truth began its race. It touched and glanced on every land. "»f 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run ; 'Till Christ has all the nations blest. Which see the light, or feel the sun. — 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise! Oh bless the world with heavenly liirlit ! Thy gospel makes the simple wise : Thy laws are pure — thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renewed and sins forgiven: — Aff Lord, cleanse my sins — my soul renew, ™t And make thy word my guide to heaven. 1 9 Fourth Part. C. M. D unchurch. Deliverance from Sin implored. 1 GOD'S perfect law converts the soul, Reclaims from false desires ; With sacred wisdom, his sure word The ignorant inspires. 68 PSALMS. 2 But what frail man observes how oft He does from virtue fall ? — Aff Oh ! cleanse me from my secret faults. Thou God that know'st them all ! f 3 So shall my prayer and praises be With thy acceptance blest ; And I secure, on thy defence, My Strength and Saviour, rest. 19 Fifth Part. S. M. Haverhill Aff 11 HEAR thy word with love, And I would fain obey ; Lord, send thy Spirit from above To guide me, lest I stray. 2 Oh ! who can ever find The error of his ways ? Yet, with a bold presumptuous mind, I would not dare transgress. 3 Warn me of every sin, Forgive my secret faults, And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. mf 4 While with my heart and tongue, I spread thy praise abroad, Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour, and my God. 19 Sixth Part. S. M. Eastburn The Glory of God in his Works and in his Word, i 1 1 BEHOLD, the lofty sky Declares its maker God ; And all the starry works on high Proclaim his power abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same ; While night to day — and day to night, Divinely teach his name. 3 In every different land Their general voice is known ; They show the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. PSALMS. 69 4 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit ; His promises forever sure, And his rewards are great. — 5 While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim ; Accept the praise, my God, my King, In my Redeemer'sname. 19 Seventh Part. S. M. Mornhigton. 1 BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glorious way ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the srospel comes, It spreads diviner light, It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. P 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ! Forever sure thy promise, Lord, And we securely trust. 4 Mv gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given ! Oh ! may I never read in vain, But find the path to heaven. mf Aff mf 20 First Part. L. M. Nazareth. Prayer and Hope in Trouble. 1 TVOW may the God of power and grace Attend'his people's humble cry ! Jehovah hears, when Israel prays, — And sends deliverance from on high. 2 Well he remembers all our sisfhs, His love exceeds our best deserts ; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. Save us, O Lord, from slavish fear, — And let our hopes be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear, Andjoy and triumph raise the song. > mf Aff f 70 PSALMS. 20 Second Part. C. M. Ely. 1 THE Lord unto thy prayer attend, In trouble's darksome hour: ■f The name of Jacob's God defend, And shield thee by his power; ' 2 In thv salvation we'll rejoice, And triumph in the Lord; For, when in prayer he hears thy voice, He will relief afford. " 3 In chariots and on horses some For aid and shelter flee ; — But in thy name, O Lord, we come, And will remember thee. 4 O Lord, to us salvation bring ; In thee alone we trust ; Hear us, O God, our heavenly King, Thou refuge of the just ! 21 First Part. L. ML St. PauVs. Christ exalted to reign. 1 J5EHOLD the King of Zion rise To endless glory in the skies ! Thy strength and thy salvation, Lord, His joy, his triumph, his reward ! 2 The Lord his heart's desire completes, mp From heaven his prayer acceptance meets : Though bowed to death — intent to save, — He lifts him from the cross and grave. m** 3 He asks — th' eternal Lord bestows — Life from th' unchanging fountain flows ! O'er death the victory he gives — Th' exalted Saviour ever lives ! 4 Hail, Fount of Blessings ! placed in thee, Our life, our strength, our all, we see : f Aloud our songs thy power proclaim, And wide we spread thy glorious name. PSALMS. 71 21 Second Part. C. xAI. Bedford. God acknowledged in National Blessings. f 1 IN thee, great God, with songs of praise, Our favored realms rejoice ; And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heaven their cheerful voice. 9 2 In deep distress, our injured land Implored thy power to save ; < For life we prayed — thy bounteous hand mf The timely blessing gave. — 3 On thee, in want, in wo, or pain, Our hearts alone rely : Our rights thy mercy will maintain, And all our wants supply. f 4 Thus, Lord, thv wondrous power declare, And still exalt thy fame ; While we glad songs of praise prepare For thine almighty name. 22 First Part. L. M. Medicay. Sufferings and Exaltation of Christ. mP 1 YOW let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord, When he complained in tears and blood, Like one forsaken of his God. ■f 2 But God, his Father, heard his cry — Raised from the dead, he reigns on high ; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. 22 Second Part. C. M. Marlow. 1 " NOW, in the hour of deep distress, My God, support thy Son, When horrors oark my soul oppress, Oh leave me not alone !" 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, With mighty cries and tears ; God heard him in that dreadful day, And chased awav hi3 fears. 72 PSALMS f 3 Great was the victory of his death, His throne exalted .stands; "While all the nations of the earth Shall bow to his commands. 22 Third Part. C. M. Nottingham Goodness of God commemorated. rop 1 WHEN trouble fills my soul with grief Oh hide not, Lord, thy face ; For I can hope for no relief, Unaided by thy grace. — 2 Our fathers, trusting in thy word, Reposed their hope in thee ; In thee protection found, O Lord; f And life and liberty. — 3 When in thy temple I appear To hear thy sacred word; Mv vows I will perform, and there Thy benefits record. 4 For thou, from men of low estate, Wilt not conceal thy" face ; But unto those who humbly wait, Wilt give thy promised grace. f 5 To all the world will I declare The greatness of thy name ; Assembled saints my voice shall hear, As I thy praise proclaim. 22 Fourth Part. C. M. St. Aim 1 ' 1 ALL ye who serve the Lord with fear, In praise lift up vour voice : Let Jacob's faithful children hear, Let Israel's sons rejoice. 2 The great, who have his bounty known, And they who mercy crave, Alike shall at his feet bow down ; For he alone can save. 3 Throughout the world's extended bound, His goodness shall be shown ; And every tongue, the earth around, Shall worship at his throne, PSALMS. 73 4 His glorious kingdom is divine, HlS£ rd ; Tin ilm his light shall shine, And all shall fear tb Lord. 23 First Part. L. M. Ol. BtfotZfe. 7 of his People. ] THIE Lord my pasture shall prepare, A His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye": My noon-day walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. "2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountain pant, To fertile vales, and dewy meads My weary, wandering steps he leads; PP Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, — Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, mf My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly rod shall grre me aid, A id guide me through the dreadful shade. — i Though in a bare and rugged way, Through wilds I stray, Thy presence - pains beguile*: Darren wilderness shall smile, mf With in Men greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur ail around. 23 Second Part. C, M. Warwick doi 1 THE Lord himself, the mighty Lord, Vouchsafes to be my guide ; The shepherd.. constant care My wants are all supplied. p 2 In tender gra?s he makes me feed, And gently there repose : — Then leads me to cool shades, and wher^ Rei iter {lows. 74 PSALMS. 3 lie does my wandering soul reclaim, And, to his endless praise, Instruct with humble zeal to walk In his most righteous ways. 4 I pass the gloomy vale of death, From fear and danger free ; «»f For there his aiding rod and staff Defend and comfort me. — 5 Since God doth thus his wondrous love Through all my life extend, »f That life to him 1 will devote, And in his temple spend. 23 Third Part. C. M. Covington. dol 1 MY shepherd will supply my need, Jehovah is his name ; In pastures i'resh he makes me feed, Beside the living stream. 2 He brings my wandering spirit back When I forsake his ways, And leads me, for his mercy's sake, In paths of truth and grace. p 3 When I walk through the shades of death, — Thy presence is my stay ; One Avord of thy supporting breath mf Drives all my fears away. — 4 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days ; «< Oh may thy house be mine abode, f And all my work be praise. 23 Fourth Part. S. M. Olmutz. *ol 1 THE Lord my shepherd is ; I shall be well supplied ; Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside ? 2 He leads me to the place, Where heavenly pasture grows; Where living waters irently pass, i And full salvation flows. PSALMS. 75 — 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim ; And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name. 4 While he affords his aid, 1 cannot yield to tear ; Though I should walk through death's dark f My shepherd's with me there. (shade, — 5 Amid surrounding foes Thou dost my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, t And joy exalts my head. — G The bounties of thy love Shall crown my future days ; f Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. 23 Fifth Part. S. M. Haverhill 4oi 1 WHILE my Redeemer's near, Mv shepherd, and my guide, I bid farewell to every* fear; My wants are all supplied. 2 To ever fragrant meads, Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet'repose. Aff 3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore : And guard me with thy watchful eye, And let me rove no more. 23 Sixth Part. 7s. Benson. dol 1 TO thy pastures, fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy "charge; And toy couch, with tenderest care, Midst the springing grass prepare. 2 When I faint— with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams, that, still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow. 76 FSAL "^ 3 Safe the dreary rale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread; With thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard — and that my guide. — 4 Constant, to my latest end, «< Thou my footsteps shall ntf And shalt bid thy hallowed dume Yield ine an eternal home. 24 First Part. L. M. Timsbury. The Citizen of Zion. 1 nPIIE earth, O Lord, is ever thine, Its peopled realms, and wealthy stores ; Built on the floods by power divine, The waves are ramparts to the shores. «p2 But who shall reach thy holy place, Or who, O Lord, asc3nd thy hill? — -- The pure in heart shall see thy lace, The perfect man, that doth thy will. 3 He, who to bribes hath closed his hand, To idols never bent the knee, Nor sworn in falsehood :— he shall stand *nf Redeemed, and owned, and kept by thee. 24 Second Part. L. M. Alfrdon M 1 WHO shall ascend the holy hill, Great God ! which all thy glories fill ? Who, in thy temple's hallowed dome, Secure his everlasting home ? 2 Whose hands are clean — whose heart sincere. Whose purpose pure— whose actions clear, Wliose soul no vanity allures, And truth his plighted vow secures ; — 3 This man the blessing shall receive. The blessing, which the Lord will give : f Salvation from his God shall flow, And righteousness his hand bestow. —4 These are the men — the chosen sied, Like Jacob, Wrestling as they plead: They peek, O Lord — they serk thy face, »f And wait — and find the proniisc4" grace. PSALMS. 77 24 Third Part. L. M. Appletor* Triumphal Ascension of Christ. 1 ' 1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high: The powers of hell are captive led, Dragged to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold th' ethereal scene ; He claims these mansions as his right, Receive the King of glory in. 4 "Who is the King of glory — who ?" The Lord, that all Ins foes o'ercame. That sin, and death, and hell o'erthrew; And Jesus is the conqueror's name. 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay: Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates! Ye everlasting doors, give way ! 6 "Who is the King of glory — who?" The Lord, of boundless power possessed, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, forever blest. 24 Fourth Part. C. M. Judecu The Citizen of Zion. * 1 LORD, who, among the sons of men, May visit thine abode ? — He, who has hands from mischief clean, Whose heart is right with God. 2 This is the man may rise and take The blessings of his grace; This is the lot of those who seek The God of Jacob's face. 7* 78 rs&i$t& ( 3 Now let our ^ouls1 immortal poweis, To meet tiie Lord, prepaid ; Lift up their everlasting doors, The King of glory's near. 4 The King of glory! — who can tell The wonders oi his night? He rules the nations — but to dwell With saints is his delight. 24 Fifth Part. C. M. Tallis' Chant Triumphal Ascension of Christ. 1 f 1 LIFT up your heads, eternal gates, Unfold, to entertain The King of glory ; — see, he comes With his celestial train. 2 Who is this King of glory? — who? The Lord, for strength renowned ; In battle mighty, — o'er his foes Eternal victor crowned. 3 Lift up your heads, eternal gates, Unfold, to entertain The King of glory ; — see, he comes With all his shining train. 4 Who is this King of glory ? — who ? The Lord of hosts renowned: Of glory he alone is King, Who is with glory crowned. 24 Sixth Part. 7s. Bath Abbey. 1 1 1 "WIDE, ye heavenly gates, unfold, Closed no more by (hath and sin ; Lo ! th» conquering Lord behold J Let the Kinsr of glory in." Hark, th1 angelic host inquire, " Who is he, th' almighty King ?" Hark again, the answering choir Thus in strains of triumph sing: — 2 " He, whose powerful arm alone, On his foes destruction hurled; lie, who hath the victory won, Ho, who saved a riiin«il woildv— . PSALMS. 79 He, who God's pure law fulfilled, Jesus, the incarnate Word; He, whose truth with blood was sealed ; He is heaven's all-glorious Lord." 3 "Who shall to this blest abode Follow in the Saviour's train ?" "They, who in his cleansing blood Wash away each guilty stain : They, whose daily actions prove Steadfast faith, and holy fear, Fervent zeal, and grateful love ; — They shall dwell forever here." 25 First Part. C. M. Medfield. Prayer for Divine Guidance and Pardon. Aff 1 gHOW me, O Lord, thy sacred way, Thy truths to me relate ; For thou art God, whom I obey ; On thee I daily wait. 2 Remember not in anger, Lord, The errors of my youth ; But let thy mercy help afford, According to thy truth. 3 O Lord, on me compassion take, Who have despised thy word; And for thy name and mercy's sake, Thy pardoning love afford. 4 O keep my soul, and set me free, Preserve me, Lord, from shame ; mf For I have placed my hope in thee, And trusted in thy name. 25 Second Part. S. M. Watchman. 1 I LIFT my soul to God ; 3Iy trust is in his name : Let not my foes, that seek my blood, Still triumph in my shame. 2 From early dawning light Till evening shades arise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 80 PSALMS. 3 Remember all tliy grace, And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 4 The Lord is just and kind ; The meek shall learn his ways; mf And every humble sinner find The blessings of his grace. 25 Third Tart. S. M. Ccdron. Mercy of God to the Faithful. Aff i TO God, in whom I trust, I lift my heart and voice; Oh ! let me not be put to shame, Nor let my foes rejoice. 2 Thy mercies, and thy love, O Lord, recall to mind ; And graciously continue still, As thou wert ever, kind. 3 Let all my youthful crimes Be blotted out by thee ; mf And, for thy wondrous goodness' sake, — In mercy think on me. «nf 4 His mercy, and his truth, The righteous Lord displays, In bringing wandering sinners home, And teaching them Lis ways. 25 Fourth Part. S. M. Mornington 1 MTNE eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord ; I love to plead his promised grace, And rest upon his word. Aff 2 Lord, turn thee to my soul ; mf Iking thy salvation near : — When will thy hand release my feet From sin's destructive snare ? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God Restore ine from those dangerous ways, My wandering feet have trod ? PSALMS. 81 Aff 4 O keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame, < For I have placed my only trust f In my Redeemer's name. mP 5 With humble faith 1 wait To see thy face again ; mf i ' Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, — He sought the Lord in vain. 25 Fifth Part. S. M. Dover. 1 WHERE shall the man be found, That fears t' offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod ? 2 The Lord shall make him know. The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his covenant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his power Are truth and mercy still, With such as keep his" covenant sure, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, af Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. 26 First Part. L. M. Tallis* Ev. Hymn. Conscious Integrity. 1 JUDGE me, O Lord — and prove my ways ; And try my reins — and try my heart : My faith upon thy promise stays, Nor from thy law my feet depart. 2 Among thy saints will I appear Arraved in robes of innocence; But, wlien I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my "defence. mf3 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple, where thine honors dwell , There shall I hear thy holy word, f And there thy works of wonder tell. 82 PSALMS. — 4 Let not my soul be joined, at last, Willi men of treachery and Mood; Since I m \ days on earth have past Among die saints — and near my God. 2G Second Part. C. M. Dundee. Delight in the Presence and Worship of God. 1 WE love thy holy temple, Lord, For there thou deign'ttt to dwell ; And there the heralds of thy word Of all thy mercies tell. p 2 There, in thy pure and cleansing fount, Washed from each guilty stain, < Our souls on wings of faith shall mount t To heaven's eternal fane. Aff 3 Around thine altar will we kneel In penitence sincere, nrf A Saviour's mercy deeply feel, — And words of pardon hear ;-^- < 4 Or, mingling with the choral throng, f Our joyful voices raise, ff And pour the full, melodious song, In notes of grateful praise. 26 Third Part. 7s. PleyeVs Hymn. Aff 1 SEARCH my heart, — my actions prove, Try my thoughts, as they arise ; For thy kindness and thy love Ever arc before my eyes. *»f 2 I have loved the hallowed place, Where thine honor doth abide; To the temple of thy grace, — Lord, my erring footsteps guide ! 3 Gather not my soul with those, Who their deeds of blood pursue ; Who, thy justice to oppose, Hold the tempting bribe to view. 4 Keep my soul from all offence ; All my supplications hear ; As I walk in innocence, Let me, Lord, thy mercy share. PSALMS. 83 mf 5 Thou hast placed my foot aright, Therefore I my voice will raise, With thy saints — before thy sight, In unceasing hymns of praise. 27 First Part. C. M. Stephens. God resorted to in Trouble and Desertion. 1 1 1 HTHE Lord of dory is my light, And my salvation too ; f God is my strength — nor will I fear What all my foes can do. — 2 One privilege my h^art desires — *ff Oh ! grant me mine abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God ! ~tf 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy glory still ; Shall hear thy messages of love, And learn thy holy will. — 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide ; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. f 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around, ff And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. 27 Second Part. C. M. Patmos 1 SOON as I heard my Father say, " Ye children, seek my grace ;" My heart replied without delay, " I'll seek my Father's face." 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away ; God of my life, I fly to thee, In each distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want, or die, My God will make my life his care, And all my need supply. 84 TSALMS. f 4 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saint9, And keep your courage up ; He'll raise your spirit, when it faints, And far exceed your hope. 27 Third Part. 7s. Norwich. 1 WHEN my erics ascend to tl Hear, Jehovah, from alar; Let thy tender mercies be Still propitious to my prayer ! 2 When thou bad'st me seek thy face, Quickly did my heart reply, Resting on thy word of grace, " Thee I'll seek, O Lord most high !" lS Should the world deceitful prove, When no more its help I share ; Though decayed a mother's love, Though withdrawn a father's care ; — mf 4 Then Jehovah's guardian eye Shall my orphan state defend, Shall a parent's place supply, He my guardian, father, friend ! 27 Fourth Part. 7s. Noncich 1 GRACIOUS Lord, disclose thy way, In thy path my feet sustain : While my foes my steps survey, Make the path of duty plain: — 2 Nor my minting spirit yield To the foes which round me rise ; From the great accuser shield, Cruel power, or slanderous lies. 3 Had not faith revived my breast, Oft my soid had sunk in wo ; Now, through life, assured I rest, All thy goodness, Lord, to know. mf 4 Wait, then, Israel, on the Lord ; Still with courage cheer thy heart: Wait — for faithful is his word, He will grace and strength impart. PSALMS. 85 28 C. M. St. Ann's. Divine Interposition acknowledged. mf" 1 IDLEST be the Lord, who heard my prayer, The Lord — my shield — my song ; Who saved my soul from sin and fear, And tuned with praise my tongue. mp 2 When in the hour of deep distress, Of foes and death afraid, — My spirit trusted in his grace, And sought, and found his aid. mf 3 O blest Redeemer — glorious Lord ! Thy shield — thy strength shall be The shield — the saving strength of all, Who love, and trust in thee. mP 4 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; Oh save from guilt and wo ; — Thy flocks in richest pastures feed, And guard from every foe. f 5 Zion exalt — her cause defend ; With joy her courts surround; Let showers of heavenly grace descend, And saints thy praise resound. f f ! 29 First Part. L. M. Monmouth. Jehovah, the Universal King. 1 ^j.JVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, Give to the Lord renown and power, Ascribe due honors to his name, And his eternal might adore. 2 The Lord proclaims his power aloud Through, every ocean, every land; His voice divides the watery cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command, 3 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood, O'er earth he reigns forever king ; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. 86 PSALMS. p 4 In gentler language, there the Lord The counsel of his grace imparts; Amid the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and comfort to our hearts. 29 Second Part. L. M. Dunstan* M 1 SONS of the mighty! rise, and bring Your offerings to th eternal King: Own 'tis Jehovah, while you rise, Your glory and your strength supplies. 2 His word, all powerful to fulfil Th' eternal counsels of his will, With awful majesty arrayed, Subdues the world his hand lias made. 3 The mountains how — the cedars rend, Lo ! at his high command they bend! So through the world his gospel ran, And bowed the rebel heart of man. 4 His word, like lightning from the skies Strikes deep — and quick -conviction flies: The nations tremble and adore, Through earth, to its remotest shore. f 5 Jesus is king ! — enthroned on high, He reigns through all eternity! His glory shall his church increase, With strength divine, and endless peace! 29 Third Part. L. M. Timsbury * f 1 YE mighty rulers of the land, Give praise and glory to the Lord ; And while before his throne ye stand, His great and powerful acts record. 2 Oh render unto God above The honors which to him belong ; And in the temple of his love, Let worship now from every tongue. 3 His voice is heard the earth around, When through the heavens his thunders roll; The troubled ocean hears the sound, And yields itself to his control. 1 PSALMS. 87 4 When lie upon the lightning rides, His voice in loudest thunder speaks; The fiery element divides, And earth to its deep centre shakes. 5 God on the floods lias fixed his throne, Hia government shall never cease ; He shall his power and strength make known, And bless his chosen sons' with peace. 30 L. M. WmcJielsea. Divine Compassion acknowledged. mf 1 J WILL extol thee, Lord, on high ; At thy command diseases fly ; Who, but a God, can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave ? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints, and prove How large his grace — how kind his love ; Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays ; His love is life, and length of days : p Though grief and tears the night employ, f The morning star restores the'joy. 31 First Part. L. M. Pomfret. Confidence in God. 1 T ORD, in thy great, thy glorious name, I place my hope, my 'only trust : Aff Save me from sorrow, guilt, and shame, Thou ever gracious, ever just. f 2 Thou art my rock — thy name alone The fortress where my hopes retreat; *& Oh make thy power and mercy known ; To safety guide my wandering feet. f 3 Blest be the Lord — forever blest, Whose mercy bids my fear remove ; Those sacred walls, which guard my rest, Are his almighty power and love. 88 PSALMS. — 4 Ye humble souls, who seek bis face, f Let sacred courage till your heart! — Hope in the Lord — and trust bis grace, And be will heavenly strength impart 31 Second Part. C. M. Litchfield. God praised for his merciful Protection. f 1 COME, O ye saints, your voices raise To God, in grateful songs; And let the memory of bis grace Inspire your hearts and tongues. P 2 Her deepest gloom, when sorrow spreads, And light and hope depart, < His face celestial morning sheds, f And joy revives the heart. P 3 To thee, my God, oppressed with grief, I breathed my bumble cry ; < Thy mercy brought divine relief, > And wiped my weeping eye. — 4 Thy mercy chased the shades of death, < And snatched me from the grave ; f Oh may thy praise employ that breath, Which mercy deigns to save. 31 Third Part. C. M. Dunchurch 1 IN thee, O Lord, I place my trust. Preserve my soul from shame ; Thou art the refuse of the just, And righteous is thy name. * 2 Of grace, how boundless is the store Thy children shall receive, Who love thy word — thy name adore, And in thy service live ! f 3 To God, the Lord, who dwells above, Let songs of praise resound ; Who with his never-failing love Has fenced my city round. — 4 Oh ! love the Lord, ye pure in heart; He shall your prayers regard: But ye, who from his ways depart, Shall meet your just reward. PSALMS. 89 ■I 5 All ffl who on the Lord rely, Heahal s your hearts supply, And h hu love. 31 Fourth Part. S. M. St. Thomas, 1 DEFEND i , Lord, from shame; Foi still I trust in thee ; As just and righteous is thy name. From d P 2 < And ■f Do 1 trock appear, — 3 How . ~ " - are y name; W that trust thy care, b - rim ! f 4 Ye that on G Couj _ sly proceed : 1 rte i Wit! - . of need. 31 Fifth Part. S. ML Hudson. 1 THY : — . Lord, how great1 E :' re I up For * tear thy D 2 Thy 1 •'• * nc« shall protect : Thy watcl shall hide : In the pavilion of thy love, thy - uts abide. t 3 Forever bless the Lord, His great salvation teil : — His marvellous loving. kindness keeps The city where we dwell. 4 Despond n^t of his truth, Nor yield to i ief: > God heard my en in distress < I sought — and found relief. 90 PSALMS. 32 First Part. L. M. Uzbridge. Blessedness of the Penitent and Pardoned, ' ' 1 TJLEST is the man — forever blest, Whose guilt is pardoned by his God, Whose sins with sorrow are confessed, And covered with his Saviour's blood. 2 From guile his heart and lips are free ; His humble joy — his holy fear, With deep repentance well agree, And join to prove his faith sincere. 3 How glorious is that righteousness, That hides and cancels all his sins! While brightest evidence of grace Through all his life appears and shines. 32 Second Part. L. If. Mtdway 1 I SPREAD my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess j Thv gospel speaks a pardoning word, Thy Holy Spirit seals the grace. 2 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, When days grow (lark, and storms appear! And when 1 walk — thy watchful eye mf Shall guide me safe from every snare. 32 Third Part. S. M. Bladcnburg. 1 OH! blessed souls are they, Whose sins are covered o'er : Divinely blest — to whom the Lord Imputes their guiit no more. mP 2 They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care, — Their lips and lives, without deceit, Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I concealed my guilt, I felt the festering wound ; Jmt I confessed my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. PSALMS. 91 mf 4 Let sinners learn to pray; Let saints keep near the throne ; > Our help, in times of deep distress, f Is found in God alone. 33 C. M. Nottingham. Rejoicing in God. nil ]^ET all the just, to God with joy, Their cheerful voices raise ; For well the righteous it becomes To sing glad songs of praise. 2 For faithful is the word of God ; His works with truth abound ; He justice loves—and all the earth Is with his goodness crowned. 3 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees, Shall stand forever sure ; The settled purpose of his heart To ages shall endure. 4 Our soul on God with patience waits ; Our help and shield is he ; Then, Lord, let still our hearts rejoice, Because we trust in thee. 5 The rVdies of thy mercy, Lord, Do thou to us extend; Since we, for all we want or wish, On thee alone depend. 34 First Part. L. M. Hague. Praise for signal Deliverance. 1 J^ORD, I will bless thee all my days ; Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue ; Mv soul shall glory in thy grace, While saints rejoice to hear the song. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me ; Let every heart exalt his name ; I sought th' eternal God — and he Has not exposed my hope to shame. 92 PSALMS. p 3 I told him all my silent grief, My secret groaning reached his ears; — lie gave my inward pains relief, r And calmed the tumult of my fears. — 4 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men who serve the Lord; ™f On tear and love him, all his saints, Accept his grace — and trust his word. 34 Second Part. C. M. Corintii* 1 I'LL bless the Lord from day to day ; How good are all his ways! Ye humble souls that use to pray, Come help my lips to praise. 2 Sing to the honor of his name ; P In deej) distress 1 cried ; - — Nor was my hope exposed to shame, Nor was my suit denied. P 3 I told the Lord my sore distress, With heavy groans and tears : — He gave my sharpest sorrows ease, And silenced all my fears. mf ' '4 Oh sinners, come and taste his love, Come learn his pleasant ways, And let your own experience prove The sweetness of his grace. 5 Oh love the Lord, ye saints of his; His eye regards the just : How greatly "blest their portion is, Who make the Lord their trust ! 34 Third Part. C. M. St. Martin's Trusting and Praising God. 1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of lifeu In trouble, and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, Till all, that are distressed, From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. PSALMS. 93 3 Oli ! magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name ; When in distress, to him I called, He to my rescue came. 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just ; Deliverance he affords to all, Who on his succor trust. 5 Oh ! make hut trial of his love, Experience will decide How blest are they, and only they, Who in his truth confide. G Fear him, ye saints, and you will then Have nothing else to fear; Make you his service your delight, He'll make your wants his care. 34 Fourth Part. C. M. Dcdham. 1 THEE will I bless, O Lord, my God, To thee my voice I'll raise, Forever spread thy fame abroad, And daily sing thy praise. 2 My soul shall glory in the Lord, His wondrous acts proclaim ; Oh let us now his love record, And magnify his name. 3 Mine eyes beheld his heavenly light, When I implored his grace ; I saw his glory with delight, And joy beamed o'er my face. 4 Oh taste and see the Lord is good, Ye, who on him rely ; He shall your souls with heavenly food And strengthening aid supply. 35 8. 7. &, 4. Tamworth. Christ exalted over his Efiernies. 1 TO! the Lord, the mighty Saviour, ~* Quits the grave, the throne to cteim ; Object of his endless tavor, God o'er all exalts his nan 94 PSALMS. Those who hate him Clothed with everlasting shame. * 2 Shout Tor joy — with son^s of praises, Ye, who in his name delight: Shout — for God our Saviour raises To hi^ throne, in endless might! 'Tis Jehovah Crowns our Lord in realms of light! o God his servant lifts to glory, Bids him all his honors share* Now, Jehovah, we adore thee, And thy righteousness declare: Endless praises Shall thy ransomed church prepare. 36 First Part. L. M. St. PauTs. Immutable Perfections and Glory of God. 1 JJIGH in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall breaK through every cloud That vails thy just and wise designs. 2 Forever firm thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep ; Wise are the wonders of thy hands, Thy judgments are a mighty deep. 3 O God, how excellent thy grace ! Whence all our hope and comfort springs; > The sons of Adam, in distress, — Fly to the shadow of thy wings. 4 From the provisions of thy house, We shall be fed with sweet repast; There mercy, like a river, flows, And brings salvation to our taste. mf 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of my Lord; And in thy light our souls shall see The glories promised in thy word. PSAL^MS. 95 36 Second Part. L. M. Hague 1 O LORD, tliy mercy, my sure hope, The highest orb of heaven transcends; Thv sacred truth's unmeasured scope Beyond the spreading skies extends. 2 Thy justice, like the bills, remains ; How deep, great God, thy judgments are Thy providence the world sustains; The whole creation is thy care. 3 With thee the springs of life remain, »f Thy presence is eternal day ; — AT Oh let thy saints thy favor gain ! mf To upright hearts — thy truth display. 36 Third Part. C. M. St. Ann's. 1 ABOVE these heavens' created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend ; Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds, Where time and nature end. mf2 Thv justice shall maintain its throne, Though mountains melt away ; — Thv judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathomed sea. 3 Though all created light decay, > Ana death close up our eyes; f Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise. 36 Fourth Part. S. M. Olmutz. mp 1 SURE there's a dreadful God, Though men renounce his fear; His justice, hid behind the cloud, — Shall one great day appear. nrf 2 His truth transcends the sky, — In heaven his mercies dwell; < Deep as the sea his judgments lie, > His anger burns to hell. ■f 3 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs! Aff Oh never let my soul remove From underneath his winsrs. r , all. 40 First Part. C. M. Nottingham. Trust in God and Deliverance. mp 1 1 WATTED meekly for the Lord, He bowed to hear my cry ; lie saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. PSALMS. 99 t"% Finn on a rock — he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In new and thankful song. 3 I'll spread his works of grace abroad, The saints with joy shall hear, And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 40 Second Part. C. M. Jordan. Incarnation and Atonement of Christ. 1 BEHOLD the blest Redeemer comes, The eternal Son appears, And at tlr appointed time assumes The body God prepares. 2 Much he revealed his Father's grace, And much his truth he showed, He preached the way of righteousness A\ here great assemblies stood. 3 His Father's honor touched his heart, He pitied sinners' cries ; And to fulfil a Saviour's part "Was made a sacrifice. 4 No blood of beasts, on altars shed, Could wash the conscience clean ; f But the rich sacrifice he paid Atones for all our sin. 40 Third Part. C. II Bedford. m 1 O LORD, how infinite thy love! How wondrous are thy ways ! Let earth beneath— let heaven above, Combine to sing thy praise. — 2 Man in immortal beauty shone, Thy noblest work below ; Too soon by sin made heir alone > To death — and endless wo. I ' 3 Then— " Lo ! I come" the Saviour said — ■* Oh be his name adored! — Who with his blood, our ransom paid, And life, and bliss restored. 100 PSALMS. f 4 O Lord, how infinite thy love. How wondrous arc thy ways! Let eartJi beneath — let heaven above, Combine to sing thy praise. 41 First Part. L. ML 6l. Bdville. Blessedness of the Merciful. 1 TJLEST who with generous pity glows, Who learns to feel another's w Bows to the poor man's wants his ear, And wipes the helpless orphan's tear: — In every want — in every wo, Himself' thy pity, Lord, shall know. 2 Thy love his life shall guard — thy hand Give to his lot the chosen land; Nor leave him, in the dreadful day, To unrelenting foes a prey. In sickness thou shalt raise his head, And make with tenderest care his bed. 41 Secoxd Part. L. M. Quito 1 BLEST is the man, whose tender care Relieves the poor in their distress ; Whose pity wipes the widow's tear, Whose hand supports the fatherless 2 His heart contrives for their relief More good than his own hand can do ; He, in the time of general grief, Shall rind the Lord has pity too. 3 Or, if he languish on his bed, God will pronounce his sins forgiven ; Will save from death his sinking head, Or take his willing soul to heaven. 41 Third Part. CM. Litchfield Blessedness of the Merciful. 1 HAPPY the man, whose tender care Relieves the poor distressed ! When he's by trouble compassed round, **»» The Lord shall give him rest. PSALMS. 101 — 2 If he, in languishing estate, Oppressed with sickness lie, The Lord will easy make his bed, »»f And inward strength supply. t 3 Let, therefore, Israel's Lord and God Through every age be praised ; And all the people's glad applause With loud hosannas raised. 42 First Part. L. M. IlijigJiam Trusting in God in Times of Desjiondency. 1 ]\JY spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day, Nor in the night his grace remove ;* The night shall hear me sing and pray. 3 I'll chide my heart, that sinks so low ; Why should my soul indulge in grief? Hope in the Lord* — and praise him too ; He is my rest — my sure relief. of 4 O God, thou art my hope, my joy; Thy light and truth shall guide me still ; Thy word shall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thine heavenly hill. 42 Second Part. C. M. Dedham. mp 1 AS pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for thee, mf And thy refreshing grace. — 2 For thee, my God — the living God, > My thirsty soul doth pine ; mf Oh, when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine ! f I 3 Why restlpss— why cast down, my soul : Trust God — and* he'll employ His aid for thee — and change these sighs mf To thankful hymns of joy. 9* 102 PSALMS. 4 Why restless— why cast down, my soul? Hope still — and thou shalt sing f The praise of him, who is thy God, And heaven's eternal King. 43 First Part. L. M. Med way Resorting to God in Troubles. P 1 QR EAT God — our strength—to thee we cry, Oh let us not forgotten lie ; Oppressed with sorrows and with care, To thy protection we repair. 2 Oh let thy light attend our way, Thy truth afford its steady ray*; To Zion's hill direct our feet/ To worship at thy sacred seat. f 3 Thy praise, O God, shall tune the Ure, Thy love our joyful song inspire ; To thee our cordial thanks be paid, Our sure defence — our constant aid. 4 Why, then, cast down — and why distressed? And whence the grief, that fills our breast? In God we'll hope — to God we'll raise Our songs of gratitude and praise. 43 Second Part. L. M. Hebron. 1 GOD of my strength— *in thee alone A refuge* from distress I see ; Oh ! why hast thou thine aid withdrawn? Why hast thou, Lord, forsaken me ? 2 Oh let thy light my footsteps guide, Thy love and truth my spirit till ; That in thy house I may reside, And worship at thy holy hill. 3 Then will I at thine altar bend : My harp its softest notes shall raise ; < Andfrom my lins to heaven ascend f The song of thankfulness and praise. — 4 Whv, then, my soul, art thou cast down ? Why art thou anxious and distressed? Hope thou in God — his mercy own, I or 1 shall yet enjoy his rest. PSALMS. 103 43 Third Part. C. M. Bedford p 1 JUDGE me, O God, and plead my cause Against a sinful race ; From vile oppression and deceit Secure me uy thy grace. mf 2 On thee my steadfast hope depends, > And am I left to mourn ? p To sink in sorrow — and in vain Implore thy kind return ? Aff 3 Oh send thy light to guide my feet, And hid thy truth appear ; Conduct me to thy holy hill, To taste thy mercies there. mf 4 Then to thine altar, O my God, My joyful feet shall rise, f And my triumphant song shall praise The God that rules the skies. 43 Fourth Part. 7s. 6l. Turin. mP 1 JUDGE me, Lord, in righteousness ; Plead for me in ray distress : Good and merciful thou art ; Bind this bleeding, broken heart: Cast me not despairing hence ; Be my love, my confidence. 2 Send thy light and truth, to guide, Leave me not to turn aside ; On thy holy hill I'd rest, mf In thy courts forever blest : There to God, my hope, my joy, f Praise shall all my powers' employ. 44 First Part. L. M. Medway. Divine Aid implored in national Distress. 1 \yHY should thy face, where mercies dwell, Its beams of majesty conceal ; Regardless of the woes that wait Around our long-afflicted state ? 104 PSALMS. **p 2 Behold ! our soul with sorrow bend.?, And down to dust our lite descends; And, while thine arm its aid denies, Prostrate on earth, deserted lies. »f 3 Thv mercy, Lord, alone we claim ; Redeem us, and exalt thy name : Rise for our help, almighty Lord ! Salvation shall attend thy\vord. 44 Second Part. L. M. Danvtrs National Deliverances ascribed to God. 1 OFT have our ears, great God, been taught What for our fathers thou hast wrought, While, with adoring minds, they told The wonders of thy works of old. 2 Still we disclaim the bow or sword, And wait for thy salvation, Lord : mf On thee we trust — thy mercies claim, Whose presence puts all foes to shame. — 3 From morning dawn to evening close, On thee, O Lord, our hopes repose : f To thy great name, with joy, we'll rais« Triumphant songs of grateful praise. 44 Third Part. C. M. Stamford. 1 O LORD, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears, Thy wonders in their days performed, And in more ancient years. 2 'Twas not their courage — nor their sword To them salvation gave ; 'Twas not their number — nor their strei gth That did their country save. 3 But thy right hand — thy powerful arm, Whose succor they implored ; Thv providence protected them. Who thy great name adored. 4 As thee, their God, our fathers owned, So thou art still our King ; Oh, therefore, as thou didst to them, T us deliverance bring. PSALMS. 105 5 To thee, the glory We'll ascribe, From whom salvation came ; In God, our shield, we will rejoice, And ever bless thv name. 45 First Part. L. M. Effingham. Victory and Exaltation of Christ. 1 ]VOW be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour King; He comes with blessings from above, And wins the natious to his love ! 2 Thy throne, O God, forever stands ; Grace is the sceptre in thy hands : Thy laws and works are just and right, But truth and mercy thy delight. 3 Let endless honors crown thy head ; Let even' age thy praises spread ; Let all the nations know thy word, And every tongue confess thee — Lord. 45 Second Part. C. M. Medford f f 1 GIRD on thy sword, victorious Prince, Ride with majestic sway ; p Thy terror shall strike through thy foes, <. And make the world obey. f "2 Thy throne, O God, forever stands, Thy word of grace shall prove P A peaceful sceptre in thy hands, ff 1 CLEANSE me, O Lord— and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love : Oh make my wounded spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 10* 114 PSALMS. 2 Let not thy Spirit e'er depart, Nor drive me from thy face ; Create anew my sinful heart, And fill it with thy grace. 3 Then will I make thy mercy known Before the sons of men ; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. 51 Sixth Part. C. M. Mcdfield. I 1 NO blood of goats nor heifers slain, For sin could e'er atone ; The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 2 A soul oppressed with sin's desert The Lord will ne'er despise ; An humble groan — a broken heart Is our best sacrifice. Aff 3 O God of mercy, hear my call, My load of guilt remove ; Break down the separating wall, That bars me from thy love. 4 Give me the presence of thy grace ; < Then mv rejoicing tomgue f Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 51 Seventh Part. S. M. Little Marlboro*. Aff 1 ACCORDING to thy word, Let me thy mercy prove ; Blot out mypast transgressions, Lord, And save me by thy love. 2 Wash me from every stain Which vice and guilt impart ; Let me, O Lord, thy love regain, And cleanse my sinful heart. 3 To me thy love restore : From trouble set me free ; That sinner* may thine aid Implore. And turn in feith to thse. PSALMS. 115 4 Oh let thy peace and love O'er Zion's city spread ; — Build up her walls — her works approve, And blessings round her shed. mf" 5 Then shall their offerings rise In truth and righteousness; Thou shalt receive their sacrifice, And all thy people bless. 51 Eighth Part. S. M. Bethany. Aff 1 HAVE mercy, Lord, on me, As thou wert ever kind ; Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt, Thy wonted pardon find. 2 Against thee, Lord, alone, And only in thy sight, Have I transgressed ; and,though condemned, Must own thy judgments right. 3 Blot out my crying sins, Nor me in anger view ; Create in me a heart that's clean, An upright mind renew. Withdraw not thou thy help, Nor cast me from thy sight, Nor let thy Holy Spirit take Its everlasting flight. mf 5 The joy thy favor gives, Let me again obtain ; And thy free Spirit's firm support My fainting soul sustain. |51 Ninth Part. S. M. Hudson, 1 NO offering God requires, No victims please his eye ; Else should his altars blaze with fires, And flocks and herds should die. 2 The humble, contrite breast, The spirit's broken sighs, Are gifts on which his love can rest, Nor will the Lord despise. 110 PSALMS. 3 Thy mercies from above To Zlon, Lorn, extend : mf Built by thy power — and watched with love, Nowlet her walls ascend. 4 Well pleased, thou then shalt see Her prayers and praise arise, Presented at the throne to thee, With Jesus' sacrifice. 55 First Part. C. M. Burford. Resorting to God in Times of Distress. Aff 1 IVTY God, thine ear indulgent bend, Nor turn thy face away : From heaven my earnest cries attend, While in distress I pray. 2 Mv heart is pained — the shades of death Their terrors round me spread ; While fearful tremblings seize my breath, And horrors whelm my head. 3 Thus, from within, the bursting sigh Mounts to the throne above — Oh that my soul on wimrs could fly, And emulate the dove! i T 4 Swift Pd escape— I'd flee afar, Some secret place to find, Hid from the world's wide scene of care. And rest my troubled mind. mf 5 I'd stretch my everlasting flight, And bid the world farewell, From sin and strife —to realms of light, p Where peace and quiet dwell. 55 Second Part. C. M. Berwick. AJ9T 1 O GOD, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears; For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. mf 2 By morning light I'll seek thy face, At noon repeat my cry; The night shall hear me ask thy grace, Nor wilt thou long deny. PSALMS. 117 3 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid ; Ten thousand angels must appear, If he command their aid. 4 I cast my burdens on the Lord ; The Lord sustains them all; f Ny faith shall rest upon his word, And I shall never fall. 55 Third Part. C. M. St. Ann's. 1 STILL on the Lord thy burden roll, Nor let a care remain : His mighty arm shall bear thy soul, And "all thy griefs sustain. * 2 Ne'er will the Lord his aid deny, To those who trust his love : The men, who on his grace rely, Nor earth nor hell sfiall move. 55 Fourth Part. S. M. Morningten. God's Favor preferred to the Prosperity of Sinners. 1 LET sinners take their course, And choose the road to death, But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, \Vhen morning brings the light; I seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. Aff 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God ! While sinners perish in surprise, Beneath thine angry rod. [ Because they dwell at ease, And no sao1 changes feel, They neither fear, nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. »f 5 But I — with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord ; I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 118 PSALMS. G His arm shall well sustain The children of his love ; f The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly power can move. 56 Tirst Part. L. M. C l. Zion. Excellence of the Word of God. n 1 QOME, all ye servants of the Lord, And praise him for his sacred word — That word, like manna, sent from heaven, To all who seek it freely given; Its promises our fears remove, And fill our hearts with joy and love. 2 It tells us, though oppressed with cares, The God of mercy hears our prayers; Though steep and rough th' appointed way, His mighty arm shall be our stay ; Though deadly foes assail our peace, His power shall bid their malice cease. 3 It tells who first inspired our breath. And who redeemed our souls from death ; It tells of grace so freely given, And shows the path to God and heaven ; f Oh bless we, then, our gracious Lord For all the treasures of4 his word. 56 Second Part. C. M. Worksop. Trusting God in the midst of Enemies. 1 O THOU whose justice reigns on high, And makes th' oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace. mf 2 In God, most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust; Nor will I tear what man can do, > The offspring of the dust. — 3 Thv solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise; f I'll sing how faithful is thy word; How righteous all thy ways! PSALMS. ]19 Thou hast secured my soul from death. Oh set thy servant free, That heart and hand — and life and breath May be employed fur thee. Third Part. C. II Colchester. LORD, I have thee my refuge made, Thy laws have been my choice ; Therefore I will not be afraid, But in thy word rejoice. To thee my solemn vows I'll pay, And show thy righteous ways': With grateful heart thy will obey, And lift my voice in praise. Thou hast redeemed my soul from death, Do thou my fears destroy: That till I yield to thee my breath, I may thy light enjoy. First Part. L. M. Old Hundred Praise to the great Jehovah. gE thou, O God! exalted high; \nd as thy glory fills the sky, So, let it be ob earth displayed* Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. O God ! my heart Is fixed - -'tis bent, Its thankful ti ibute to pre -< of : And. Avith my heartj my voire I'll raise To thee, my God! in songs of praise. Thy praises. Lord, I will resound To" all the listening nations round: Thy mercy highest heaven trnnscends, Thy truth* beyond the clouds extends. Be thou, O God ! exalted hirzb ; And, as thy glory fills the sky. So let it be on earth displayed, Till thou art here, as there*, obeyed. 120 PSALMS. 57 Second Part. L. M. JVincJuIsca 1 MY God, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love and grace unknown, P Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, — Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 Up to the heavens I raise my cry, The Lord will my desires perform ; He sends his angef from the sky, And saves me from the threatening storm f 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens, whei I well; — Thy power on earth be known abroad, < And land to land thy wonders tell. 57 Third Part. L. M. St. PauPs. I 1 BE thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens, where angels dwell; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 2 My heart is fixed — my song shall raise Immortal honors to thy Di Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, 3Iy tongue — the glory of my frame. - 3 High o'er the earth his mereyreigi And reaches to the utm His truth to end! J8S ] ears remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. f 4Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens, where angels dwell; Thy power on eartii be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 57 Fourth Part. L. M. Arnheim. 1 ETERNAL God— celestial King, Exalted be thy glorious name"; Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing. And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 2 My heart is fixed on thee, my God, 1 rest my hope on thee alone; I'll spread* thy sacred truths abroad, To all mankind thy love make known. 3 A PSALMS. 121 wake my tongue — awake, my lyre, With morning's earliest dawn arise ; To songs of joy my soul inspire, And swell your music to the skies. With those, who in thy grace abound, To thee I'll raise my thankful voice ; While every land — the earth around, Shall hear — and in thy name rejoice. Eternal God, celestial King,, Exalted be thy glorious name ; Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 60 C. M. Bedford. Relief from national Judgments implored. mP 1 T ORD, thou hast scourged our guilty land ; Behold thy people mourn ; Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand, And mercy ne'er return ? 2 Our Zion trembles at thy stroke, And dreads thy lifted hand ; Aff Oh heal the people thou hast broke, And spare our guilty land. f 3 Then shall our loud and grateful voice Proclaim our guardian God ; The nations round the earth rejoice, And sound thy praise abroad. 61 First Part. C. M. Dedham. God a Refuge in Trouble. mf 1 TJ AIL, gracious Source of every good, Our Saviour and defence, Thou art our glory, and our shield, Our help and confidence. nop 2 When anxious fears disturb the breast, When threatening foes are nigh. To thee we pour our deep complaint, To thee for succor fly. 11 122 PSALMS. t 3 Jesus, our Lord — our only hop.-, > Before tliy throne we how: f Thou art our strength — and thou the Rock Whence living waters flow. CI Second Part. S. M. Murnington. 1 WHEN overwhelmed with grief, My heart within me dies, Helpless, and far from all relief, To heaven 1 lift mine eyes. Aflr 2 Oh ! lead me to the rock That's high ahove my head. And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lor !, Forever I'll abide : t Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where 1 hide. 62 First Part. L. M. Duke Street. Trusting in God for Protection. 1 ~\TY spirit looks to God alone ; My rock and n - throne ; In all my fears — in ail my straits, My soul for his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face; When helpers fad — and ^n^ invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. 62 Second Part. C. M. Dunchurch* 1 OX God, my soul, with patient hope, Resigned, in silence wait; He hears my sinking spirit up, Then let my joy he great. f 2 God my salvation shall complete; From him my glory Bprii Rock of my strength ! my soul shall wait Its refuse hi his wings. PSALMS. 8 My Ro Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; — And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, mf The joyful prisoner bursts his chains ; > The weary find eternal rest, — And all the sons of want are blest. f "5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King : Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. PSALMS. 130 72 Tiiird Part. S. M. St. Thomas'. f 1 THE Saviour's glorious name Forever shall endure, Long as the sun, his matchless fame Shall ever stand secure. 2 Wonders of grace and power To thee alone belong ; Thy church those wonders shall adore, In everlasting song. 3 O Israel, bless him still. His name to honor raise ; Let all the earth his glory rill. Midst songs of grateful praise. p 4 Jehovah — God most high ! f We spread thy praise abroad ; Through all the world thy fame shall fly, O God, thine Israel's God ! 72 Fourth Part. Ts. Lincoln. 1 HASTEN, Lord, the glorious time, When, beneath Messiah's sway, Every nation, every clime, Shall the gospel call obey. 2 Mightiest kings his power shall own, Heathen tribes his name adore ; Satan and his host, o'erthrown, Bound hi chains, shall hurt no more. 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain ; Righteousness, and joy, and peace, tndisturbed shall ever reign. f 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord, Ever praise his glorious name; All his mighty acts record, All his wondrous love proclaim. 140 PSALMS. 73 Fibs* Part. L. M. Middlcbury. Folly of envying the Prosperity of Sinners. 1 LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn, and murmur, and repine, To see the wicked placed on high, In pride, and robes of honor snine ! Aff 2 But oh ! their end — their dreadful end ! Thy sanctuary taught me so ; On slippery rocks I see them stand, And iiery billows roll below. 3 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood ; <: Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine, «»f My life, my portion, and my God. 73 Second Part. C. M. Dundee. God the Portion of the Soul. 1 GOD, mv supporter, and my hope, My help forever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up, > When sinking in despair. — 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet, Through this dark wilderness ; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heaven, without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me ; And while the earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke. And flesh and heart should faint, t Thou art my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint. — 5 Then to draw near to thee, my God, > Shall be my sweet employ ; t My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. PSALMS. 141 73 Third Part. C. M. Corinth. 1 WI103I have we, Lord, in heaven, but thee, And whom on earth beside? Where else for succor can we flee, Or in whose strength confide ? 2 Thou art our portion here below, Our promised bliss above ; Ne'er may our souls an object know So precious as thy love. mp 3 When heart and flesh, O Lord, shall fail, °rf Thou wilt our spirits cheer, Support us through life's thorny vale, mP And calm each anxious fear/ f 4 Yes — thou shaft be our guide through life, And help and strength supply ; Sustain us in death's fearful strife, And welcome us on high. 73 Fourth Part. S. M. Olmutz. Folly of envying the Prosperity of Si7iners. I » 1 SURE there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain ; Though men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I saw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine, While haughty fools, with scornful eyes, In robes of honor shine. 3 The tumult of my thought Held me in hard suspense, Till to thy bouse my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 4 Thv word with liirht and power Does my mistake amend ; I viewed the sinner's life before, But here I learn his end. P 5 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go ! Len And oh ! that dreadful, fiery deep > That waits their fall below ! 142 PSALMS. — Li Lord, ui l1i\ feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine ; < I call my God my portion now, mf And all my powers are thine. 76 H. M. BcthesdcL God only to be feared and worshipped. 1 npiIY glories, mighty God ! Alone our reverence claim : Thy terrors spread abroad, How awful ii? thy name ! Thine anger shown, | Who dare appear Thy judgments near, | Before thy throne ? 2 Let man his anger raise, With persecuting rage, His wrath shall work thy praise, The rest thy hands assuage : Then still obey I Your offerings bring, Th' Eternal King, | And vows repay. 3 Let all, wTho round his throne With holy gifts draw near, There lay tneir offerings down, Jehovah claims their fear : Before his word I And princes know The world shall bowT, | Thy terrors, Lord. 77 C. M. Dedhar Despondency forbidden. 1 TPO God I cried, with mournful voice, I sought hia gracious ear, In the sad day wnen trouble rose, And filled my heart with fear. 2 Will he forever cast me off? His promise ever fail? Has he forgot his tender love? Shall anger still prevail? 3 But I forbid this hopeless thought, This dark despairing frame, Rpmembrrintf what thy hand has wrought — Thy hand is still the 'same. PSALMS. 143 4 I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy bonders o'er — Thy wonders of recovering grace, When I could hope no more; 5 Grace dwells with justice on the throne ; And men who love thy word Have in thy holy temple known The counsels of the Lord. 78 C. ML Lutzen. The Works of God recounted to Posterity. f 1 JET children hear the mighty deeds, Which God performed of old ; Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He hids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace; And we'll convey his wonders down Through every rising race. 3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs, That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. 4 Thus shall they learn, in God alone Their hope securely stands, That they may ne'er forget his works, But practise his commands. 79 S. M. Boxford. Pardoning Mercy supplicated* Aff 1 HPHOU gracious God and kind, Oh cast our sins away ; Nor call our former guilt to mind, Thy justice to display. 2 Thv tenderest mercies show, Thy richest grace prepare, Ere yet, with guilty fears laid low, We perish in despair. 144 PSALM*. 3 Save us from guilt and shame, Thy glory to displays And, for the great Redeemer's name, \\ ash all our sins away* 80 L. M. Stoncfield. Tlie Church's Prayer in Time of Desertion. mf 1 QREAT shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the eherubs dwell, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep — p 2 Thy church is in the desert now — mf Shine from on high — and guide us through} p Turn us to thee — thy love restore, o We shall be saved — and sigh no more. — 3 Hast thou not planted with thy hand A lovely vine in this our land ? Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dew enrich the ground ? 4 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with their fruit ? p But now, O Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. < 5 Return, almighty God, return, mf Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn: P Turn us to thee — thy love restore, O We shall be saved— and sigh no more. 81 C. M. St. Ann's. Praise to God in his Temples. f 1 HTO God, our strength, your voice, aloud, In strains of glory raise ; The great Jehovah— Jacob's God, Exalt in notes of praise. 2 Now let the gospel trumpet blow, On each appointed feast, And teach his waiting church to know :> The Sabbath's sacred rest. PSALMS. 145 3 This was the statute of the Lord, To Israel's favored race : And yet his courts preserve his word, And there we wait his grace. 4 With psalms of honor, and of joy, Let all his temples ring; Your various instruments employ, And songs of triumph sing. 82 L. M. Bath. Oppressors admonished. f » 1 AMOXG th' assemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his seat : The God of heaven, as judge, surveys The kings of earth, and all their ways. 2 Why should they, then, frame wicked laws ? Or why support tlf unrighteous cause? When will they cease t' oppress the poor? When will they vex the saints no more ? — - 3 Arise, O God, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne ; And rule the nations with his rod : — He is our judge— and he our God. 83 S. M. St. Thomas God arising to subdue Oppose**. 1 ^M> wiil the (3 >d of grace Perpetual silence k< The God of justice hold his peace, And let iiis vengeance sleep? mf 2 Arise, almighty God, Assume thy sovereign sway; Before thy throne bid sinners bow, And yield their hearts to thee, 3 Let all the nations know, And spread thv name abroad: Let all who dwell on earth confess Their Saviour and their God. [3 146 PSALMS. 84 FnwT Pah:-. L. M. flefirm Blessedness of worshipping God in his Temple. p 1 JJOW pleasant— how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are; With long desire my spirit fai To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode : My panting heart cries out for God : My God ! my King! why should I he So" far from all my joys and thee ! mf 3 Blest are the saints, who sit on high, Around thy throne ahove the Thy brightest glories shine ab And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls, who find a place Within the temple of thy grace ; > There they behold thy sender rays, < And seek thy nice, and learn thy praise. 5 Blest are the men, whose hearts are set To find the way to Zion's gate : f God is their strength — and through the road They lean upon their helper, God. 6 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length : Till all before thy face appear, ff And join in nobler worship there. 84 Second Part. L. M. SJiaron. 1 GREAT God, attend, while Zion e The joy that from thy presence springs: To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace, Not tents of ease — nor thrones of power Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. f l *3 God is our sun — he makes our day ; God is our shield — he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin ; From foes without and foes within. PSALMS. 147 4 All needfhl grace will God bestow. I crown that grace with glory too: lit. n itliholds No real good from upright souls. — 5 0 God, our King, whose sovereign sway < The a f heaven ob Display thy grace— exert thy power, f Till all on 'earth thy name a'dore. 84 Temp Part. C. M. Medford. 1 MY soul, how lovely is the place which thy Goo resorts ! Tis heaven to see his smiling face, igh in his earthly courts. 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays ; An-! ks in upon our eyes, With kind and quickening rays. 3 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place ; "While Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace. ■f 4 There, mighty God, thy words declare The secret.- of thy will: — And still we seek thy mercies there, f And sing thy praises still. 84 Fourth Part. C. M. Dcdham. 1 O LORD, my heart cries out for thee, While far from thine abode : Wh< tread thy courts, and see 31y Saviour, and my God ? 2 To sit one day beneath thine eye, gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employed in carnal joys. 3 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, sis within, Rather than fill a throne of state, Or dwell in tents of sin. 148 PSALMS. 4 Could T command the spacious land, Or tli<' more boundless sea, For one blest hour at thy right hand, I'd give them both away. 84 Fifth Part. C. M. Dunchurch. 1 O GOD of hosts— the mighty Lord, How lovely is the place, Where, in thy glory, we behold The brightness of thy face ! 2 My fainting soul with longing waits To view thy blest abode : My panting heart and flesh cry out For thee, the living God. 3 Thrice happy they, whose choice has thee Their sure protection made ; Who long to tread the sacred ways, Which to thy dwelling lead. f n4 For God — who is our sun and shield — Will grace and glory give ; And no good thing will he withhold From them that justly live. — 5 O Lord of hosts — my king, my God, How highly blest are they, < Who in thy temple alwavs Swell, f And there thy praise display ! 84 Sixth Part. H. M. Ncwbur^. 1 LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are : To thine abode With warm desires, My heart aspires, To see my God. mP 2 0 happy souls, who pray, Where God appoints to hear; O happy men, who pay Their constant service there! f They praise thee still! I Wholovethewa * And happy they, To Zion'g hill. PSALMS. MS) — 3 T.!: y Lrn from strength to strength, Thi dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears: f O glorious seat, Shall thither bring i God our king | Our willing feet. 84 Seventh Part. H. Bt Neichury. 1 TO spend one sacred day Where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy Than thousand days beside : Where God resorts, I To keep the door, re it more Than urine in courts. 2 God is our sun and shield, Our light, and our defence : his hands are filled ; We draw our blessings thence: He shall I ;sl w Peculiar grace, On Jacob's race And glory too. 3 The Lord his people loves : His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From pure and upright souls : Thrice happy he, Whose spirit trusts O God ofnosti Alone in thee. 85 First Part. L. If. Ralston, Quickening Grace implored. 1 T ORD, thou hast called thy grace to mind, u hast reversed our heavy doom: So : tve, when Israel sinned, And brought his wandering captives home. 2 Thou hast begun to set us free, And made thy fiercest wrath abate: Now let our he'arts be turned to thee, And thy salvation be complete. 3 Revive our dying graces, Lord, And let thy saints in thee rejoice: Make known thy truth— fulfil thy word— We wait for praise to tune our" voice. i3* : HO PSALMS. 4 Wo wait to hear what God will mt He'll sneak — and give his people peace; But let them go DO more astray, Lest his returning wrath increase. 85 Second Part. L. II. Uxbridgc. Salvation through Christ. ' ' 1 SALVATION is forever nigh The souls who fear and trust the Lord ; And grace, descending from on high, Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, [heaven ; Since Christ, the Lord, came down from By his obedience, so complete, Justice is pleased — and peace is given. 3 His righteousness is gone before, To give us free access to God ; Our wandering feet shall stray no more, But mark his steps, and keep the road. 85 Third Part. II. ML Acton. 1 JESUS, the Saviour's nigh To those who fear his name : He comes! — his praise on high Let all his cnurch proclaim! His footsteps still And all the land On earth shall stand, | His glory fill. 2 Thv mercy, O our God, To all thy church display: Proclaim thy irrace abroad, And spread the gospel da} : High on thy throne, And quickly send Our prayer attend ; j Salvation down. 85 Fourth Part. H. M. Acton. 1 THE Lord his blessing pours Around our favored-land ; His grace, like gentle showers, Descends at his command : O'er all the plains In rich supplies, Blest fruits arise, | Since Jcsud reigns. PSALMS. 151 2 His righteousness alone Prepares his wondrous way: He rises to his throne, In realms of endless day ! His steps we trace, II And, neaven in view, His path pursue ; | Adore his grace. 86 First Part. L. If. Old Hundred. The Creator only worthy to be worshipped. 1 INTERNAL God— almighty cause • Of earth, and sea, and worlds unknown; All things are subject to thy laws, All things depend on thee alone. 2 Thy glorious being singly stands, Of all] within itself, possessed ; Controlled by none are thy commands ; Thou, from thyself alone, art blest. 3 To thee alone, ourselves we owe, To thee alone, our homage pay ; All other gods we disavow, Deny their claims — renounce their sway. f 4 Spread thy great name throughheathen lands, Their idol deities dethrone ; Subdue the world to thy commands, And reign, as thou art — God alone. 86 Second Part. L. M. Winchester. 1 THOU great Instructer, lest 1 stray, Oh teach my erring feet thy way ! * Thy truth, with ever fresh delight, mf Shall guide my doubtful steps aright. — 2 How oft my heart's affections yield, And wander o'er the world's wide field ! My roving passions, Lord, reclaim ; Unite them all to fear thy name. t 3 Then, to my God, my heart and tongue, With all their powers, shall raise the song : On earth thy glories I'll declare, ff Till heaven x\i> immortal notes shall hear. VJl PSALMS. 8G Third Part. C. M. London. 1 AMONG the princes, earthly gods, There*s none hath power divine ; Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, Nor are their works like thine. 12 The nations thou hast made shall bring Their offerings round thy throne; For thou alone dost wondrous things, For thou art God alone. p 3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet, Teach me thine heavenly ways, < And all my wandering thoughts unite f In God my Father's praise. 86 Fourth Part. S. M. Aylesbury. Prayer for divine Help. 1 MY God, my prayer attend ! Oh how thine ear to me, Without a hope — without a friend, Without a help — hut thee ! 2 Oh guard my soul around, Which loves and trusts thy grace; Nor let the powers of hell confound The hopes on thee 1 place ! 3 Thy mercy I entreat, — Let mercy hear my cries, While, humbly waiting at thy seat, My daily prayers arise ! mf 4 Oh bid my heart rejoice, And every fear control ; > Since at thv throne, with suppliant voice, — To thee I lift my soul ! 8fi Fifth Part. 7s. Lincoln .1 THOU, Jehovah, God o'er all ! Idol o-ods to thee shall fall : None thv wondrous works can share ; None with thee in might compare. PSALMS. 153 2 Formed by thy creative hand, Let the nation's round thee stand ; Prostrate at thy throne confess, And adore the Saviour's grace. 3 Great in power ! — thine arm divine ! — Round the world thy wonders shine: Bid the world thy glories own — Thou art God — and thou alone ! 87 First Part. L. M. Ste?*ting. The Church the Dwelling-Place of God. 1 ? ^ G^^ m *ns earthl.v temple lavs Foundation for his heavenly praise ; He likes the tents of Jacob well, But still in Zion loves to dwell. p 2 His mercy visits every house That pay their night and morning vows ; But makes a more delightful stay, Where churches meet to praise and pray. f 3 What glories were described of old! What wonders are of Zion told ! Thou city of our God below, Thy fame shall all the nations know. 87 Second Part. H. M. Murray. t 1 FIXED on the sacred hills, Its firm foundations rest : The Lord his temple fills, With all his glory blest ! v< He waits where'er his saints adore, f But loves the gates of Zion more. mp 2 Oh Zion, sacred place ! Thy name shall spread around ; The city of his grace, His wonders there abound : < Thy glories shall thy God declare, t And earth thy fame resound afar. 154 PSALMS. 87 Third Part. 8s &, 7s. Sicilian Hymn. 1 GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God : He, whose word can ne'er be broken, Chose thee for his own abode. 2 Lord, th\ church is still thy dwelling, Still is precious in thy sight; Judah's temple far excej] Beaming with the ight. 3 On th founded, it can shake her sure repose? With salvation's wall surro uncled, She can smile at all her ibes. 4 Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He, whose word can ne'er be broken, Chose thee for his own abode. 88 First Part. L. M. Windham. Resurrection from the Grave. Aff 1 gHALL man, O God of light and life, forever moulder in the grave? < Canst thou forget thy glorious work, mf Thy promise" and thy power to save ? P 2 In those dark, silent realms of night Shall peace and hope no more arise? No future motning light the tomb, Nor day-star gild tlie darksome skies! »• Breiotr. ' 3 Cease — cease, ye vain desponding fears : When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, f And heaven with praise and wonder rang. °»f ' 4 Faith sees the bright, eternal doors Unfold to make his children way; They shall be clothed with endless life, And shine in everlasting day. 5 The trump shall sound— the dead shall wake ; From the cold tomb the slumberers soring; f Through heaven, with joy, their myriads rise, And hail their Saviour, and their King. PSALMS. 155 88 Second Part. L. M. WimUiam. Sinners invited to immediate Repentance. *£ 1 WHILE life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found — and peace is given ; But soon — all soon! approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites — how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! mf Come, sinners, haste — oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found. mp 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave ; Before his bar your spirit- bring, And none be found to hear, or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair, No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; No God regard your bitter prayer, No Saviour call you to the skies. — 5 Now God invites — how blessed the day! How sweet the gospel's charming sound! nif Come, sinners, haste — oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found. 88 Third Part. S. M. Boiford. i ■Aff 1 YE sinners, fear the Lord, While yet 'tis called to-day ; Soon will the awful voice of death Command your souls away. 2 Soon will the harvest close ; The summer soon be o'er; And soon your injured, angry God, a Will hear your prayers no more. ■ 3 Then while 'tis called to-day, O hear the gospel's sound ; |rf Come, sinner, haste — oh haste away, While pardon may be found. 15G PSALMS. 89 First Part. L. M. Bath. Frailty of Man. 1 REMEMBER, Lord, our mortal state— How frail our life — how short the date'. Where is the man that draws his breath, Safe from disease — secure from deatJi ? 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, Distressed with gloomy fears, we cry, " Must death forever rage and reign ? Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 3 Where is thy promise to the just ? Are not thy servants turned to dust ?" — f But faith forbids these mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. — 4 That glorious hour — that dreadful day Wipes the reproach of saints away, And clears the honor of thy word : — Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. 89 Second Part. L. M. Elloithorpe. The Faithfulness of God. 1 FOREVER shall my song record The truth and mercy of the Lord; Mercy and truth forever stand, Likelieaven, established by his hand. 2 Jesus, our prophet and our priest ! Thy children shall be ever blest : Thou art our King — thy glorious throne Shall stand to ages yet unknown. f 3 Then let the church rejoice and sing Jesus, her Saviour, and her King ; Angels above his wonders show, And saints declare his works below. 89 Third Part. C. M. Colchcste) f 1 MY never-ceasing song shall show The mercies of the Cord ; And make succeeding ages know How faithful is his word. PSALMS. 157 2 The sacred truths lii> lips pronounce Shall linn as heaven endure ; And it' he speak a promise once, Tii' eternal grace is sure. — 3 Lord God of hosts — thy wondrous ways Are si|ng by saints above : f And saints on earth their honors raise To thy unchanging love. 89 Fourth Part. C. M. Spencer The Majesty of God. V 1 WITH reverence let the saints appear, And bow before the Lord, His high commands with reverence hear, And tremble at his word. mf 2 Great God, how high thy glories rise ! How bright thine armies shine ! Where is the power with thee that vies, Or truth, compared with thine? 3 The northern pole and southern rest On thy supporting hand ; Darkness and day — from east to west, Move round at thy command. The rolling billows sleep. t "5 Heaven, earth, and air, and sea are thine, > And the dark world of hell; < How did thine arm in vengeance shine, > When Egypt durst rebel. mP G Justice and judgment are thy throne, raf Yet wondrous is thy grace! While truth and mercy, joined in one, > Invite us near thy face. 89 Fifth Part. C. M. Cambridge. Rejoicing in the Gospel. f i 1 BLEST are the souls, who hear and know The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. 14 158 PSALMS. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, Through their Redeemers name ; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. f 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and saltation gives; ff Israel, thy King forever reigns, Thy God forever lives. 89 Sixth Part. L. P. M. St. Helen's Death and the Resurrection. 1 THINK, mighty God, on feeble man, Ilow tew iiis hours — how short his span ! Short from the cradle to the grave ; Who can secure his vital breath Against the bold demands of death, With skill to fly — or power to save ? 2 Lord, shall it be forever said, uThe race of man was only made For sickness, sorrow, and the dust?" Are not thy servants, day by day, Sent to their graves, and tinned to clay? Lord, there's thy kindness to the just ? 3 Hast thou not promised to thy Son, And all his s< :. a In av< nly crown ? I5ut flesh and sense indulge despair: Forever blessed be the Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 Forever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward For all their toil, reproach, ami pain: Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim I us love, And each repeat his loud Amen. 90 First Part. L. M. Bath. Divine Immutability and human Frailty. mf 1 rjMIROUGH every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest — our safe abode : High was thy throne, ere heaven was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. LMS. 150 2 Long ! reigned, ere time began^ Or dust v. ried into man ; And - rdom shall endure, When ud tune shall be no more. p 3 But man — weak man — is born to die, Made up i f juilt and vanity : Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, is just, turn, ye sinners, to your dust." 4 Death, like an ever-flowing stream, us away — our fife's a dream — An empty tale— a morning flower — Cut down, aiid withered, in an hour. — 5 Tear]] us, O Lord, how frail is man; And kindly lengthen out our span, Till, ace, we all may be Prepared to die, and dwell with thee. 90 Second Part. C- M. Grafton. 1 O GOD, our help in acres past, Our hope for years to come ; Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ; — ■ 2 Beneath the shadow of thy throne, Thy saints have dwelt secure ; < Sufficient is thine arm alone, f And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame, Prom everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. p 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust, "Return, ye sons of men f* — All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again* mf 5 O God. our help in ages Our hope for years to come, • Soon shall we reach the peaceful shore mf Of blest eternity. 91 First Part. L. M. Duke Street Safety cf trusting in God. ' ' 1 Tl^1 wno *'atn nm^e n*s refuge God, Shall find a most secure abode ; Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there, at night, shall rest his head. 2 Now may we say — Our God, thy power Shall be our fortress, and our tower! We, that are formed of feeble dust, Blake thine almighty arm our trust. 3 Thrice happy man ! — thy Maker's care Shall keep tiiee from the tempter's snare ; God is thy life — his arms are spread, To shield* thee with a healthful shade. 14* 1G2 PSALMS. 91 Second Part. C. M. Mcdford 1 1 1 YE sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, And trust his gracious care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell : Or, if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, 'Twill raise the saints on high. 3 He'll give his angels charge to keep Your feet, in all their ways; To watch your pillow, while you sleep, And guard your happy days. 4 Ye sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, And trust his gracious care. 92 First Part. L. M. Quito. Delight in the Worship of the Sabbath. 1 T ORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thy hand ; Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above; Not Lebanon, with all its trees, Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just, and tr They who attend his gates shall find God ever faithful — ever kind. 92 Second Part. L. aI. Slude «np 1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks, and sing, To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night PSALMS. 1G3 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest — No mortal care 'shall seize my breast; Oh may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. tnf 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works — and bless his word : Thy works of grace — how bright they shine ! How deep thy counsels— how divine ! 4 Sure I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refined my heart, And fresh, supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. f 5 Then shall I see — and hear — and know All I desired, or wished below ; ff And every power find sweet employ, In that eternal world of joy. 92 Third Part. S. M. Pcntonvilk. 1 S\VEET is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing, To praise and pray — to hear thy word, And grateful offerings bring. 2 Sweet — at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell; And when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. 3 Sweet — on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice, With those, v\bo love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. t 4 To songs of praise and joy, Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in heaven. 93 First Part. L. ML Winchester. Tl\e Majesty and Dominion of God. mf 1 Y^ITfl fflory clad— with strength arrayed, The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns, The world's foundations firmly laid, And the vast fabric still sustains. 1G4 PSALMS. 2 How surely Btablished is thy throne! Which shall no change or period see; For thou, O Lord — and thou alone, Art God, from all eternity. 3 The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice, And toss their troubled waves on high ; But God above can still their noise, And make the angry sea comply. 4 Through endless ages stands thy throne ; Tnv promise, Lord, is ever sure ; The pure in heart — and they alone, Shall find their hope of heaven secure. 93 Second Part. L. M. Duke Street 1 JEHOVAH reigns— he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might : The world, created by iiis hands, Still on its first foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid, Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. 3 Like floods, the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies; Vain floods — that aim their rage so high! At thy cebufce the hillows die. 4 Forever shall thy throne endure ; Thy promise stands forever sure ; And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. 93 Third Part. S. P. M. Dahtoru « i 1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal state maintains, His head with awful glories crowned ; Arrayed in robes of light, Begirt with sovereign might, And rays of majesty around. PSALMS. 165 2 Upheld by thy commands, The world securely stands, And skies and stars obey thy word ; Thy throne was fixed on high Ere stars adorned the sky: Eternal is thy kingdom, Lord. 3 Let floods and nations rage, And all their power engage; Let swelling tides assault the sky: The terrors of thy frown Shall beat their madness down ; Thy throne forever stands on high. 4 Thy promises are true, Thy grace is ever new ; There fixed — thy church shall ne'er remove ; Thy saints with holy fear Shall in thy courts appear, And sing thine everlasting love. 93 Fourth Part. 10s & lis. Lyons. 1 YE servants of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad his wonderful name ; The name all-victorious of Jesus extol; His kingdom is glorious, he rides over all. 2 God ruleth on high, almighty to save ; And still he is nigh — Ids presence we have : The great congregation his triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation to Jesus our king. 3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne, Let all cry aloud, and honor the Son : The praises of Jesus the angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces, and worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, and give him his right, All glory and power, and wisdom and might ; All honor and blessing, with angels above, And thanks never ceasing, for infinite love. 94 First Part. C. M. Dundee. Trusting in God for Help. 1 HAD not the Lord, my rock, my help, Sustained my fainting head, My life had now in silence dwelt, 3Iy soul among the dead. 106 PSALMS. p 2 u Alas, my sliding feet!" I cried — — Thy promise was my hope; Thy grace stood constant at my side, Thy Spirit bore me up. mP 3 While multitudes of mournful thoughts Within my boson) roll, — TIjv boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul. 4 The powers of earth and sin may rise, And frame oppressive laws; f But God, my refuge, rules the skies, lie will defend my cause. 94 Second Part. C. M. Bedford. 1 BLEST is the man, whom thou, O Lord, In kindness dost chastise, And by thy sacred rules to walk, In mercy dost advise. 2 For God will never from his saints His favor wholly take: His own possession, and his lot He will not quite forsake. 3 The world shall then confess thee just, In all that thou hast done ; And those, who choose thy upright path, Shall in that path go on. 4 My sure defence is firmly placed In thee, the Lord most high : f Thou art my rock — to thee I may For refuge always fly. 95 First Part. L. M. Applcton. Exhortation to adore and praise Jehovah. J ' 1 AH come, loud anthems let us sing, Loud thanks to our almighty King, For we our voices high should raise, When our salvation's rock we praise. 2 Into his presence let us haste, To thank him for his favors past ; To him address, in joyful song, Praises which to his name belong. PSALMS. 167 > 3 Oh let us to his courts repair, And bow with adoration there; Down 011 our knees, devoutly, all Before tiie Lord our Maker ia.ll. 95 Second Part. L. If. Uxbridge. 1 CO?»IE — let our voices join to raise A sacred song of solemn praise : God is a sovereign king — rehearse His honor in exalted verse. 2 Come — let our souls address the Lord, Who framed our natures with his word: He is our shepherd — we the sheep His mercy chose — his pastures keep. 3 Come — let us hear his voice to-day, The counsels of his love obey ; Nor let cur hardened hearts renew The sins and plagues that Israel knew. 4 Look back, my soul, with holy dread, And view those ancient rebels dead: Accept the offered grace to-day, Nor lose the blessing by delay. 5 Come — seize the promise while it waits, And march to Zion's heavenly gates; Believe — and take the promised rest; Obey — and be -forever blest. 95 Third Part. L. M. Sterling 1 TO God our voices let us raise, And loudly chant the joyful strain; That rock ot strength — oh let us praise, Whence free salvation we obtain. 2 The Lord is great — with ^lory crowned, O'er ail the gods of earth he reigns ; His ham! supports the deeps profound, His power alone the hills sustains. 3 Let all who now his goodness feel, Come near, and worship at his throne ; Before the Lord, their Maker, kneel, And bowr in adoration down. 268 PSALMS. 95 Fourth Part. C. M. Marlow. f 1 SING to the Lonl Jehovah's name, And in his strength rejoice; When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks, approach his awful sight, And psalms of lienor sing ; The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King. p 3 Come — and with humble souls, adore ; Come — kneel before his face : <: Oh may the creatures of his power > Be children of his grace! mf 4 Now is the time — he bends his ear, > And waits for your request ; mf Come — lest he rouse his wrath — and swear, Lea " Ye shall not see my rest." 95 Fifth Part. S. M. Paddington. f 1 COME — sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing : Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. mP 2 Come — worship at his throne, Come — bow oefore the Lord ; — We are his work, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 3 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come — like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. 96 First Part. L. P. M. St. Helen's. Rejoicing in View of God's universal Reign. 1 T ET all the earth their voices raise, To sing a psalm of lofty praise, To sing and bless Jehovah's name; His glory let the heathen know, His wonders to the nations show, AM nW his saving works proclaim. PSALMS. 1G9 2 Oh ! haste the day — the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his Raving power, Ami barbarous nations fear his name: Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of his holiness, And in his courts his grace proclaim. 96 Second Part. C. M. Marlow. f l»l SING to the Lord, ye distant lands, Ye tribes of every tongue ; His new discovered grace demands A new and noble song. 2 Sav to the nations — Jesus reigns, God's own almighty Son : His power the sinking world sustains, And grace surrounds his throne. 3 Let an unusual joy surprise The islands of the sea; — Ye mountains, sink — ye valleys, rise — Prepare the Lord his way/ 4 Behold he comes — he comes to bless The nations, as their God ; To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. p 5 But when his voice shall raise the dead, And bid the world draw near, How will the guilty nations dread To see their Judge appear ! 96 Third Part. S. M. St. Thomas. f 1 SIXG praises to our God, And bless his sacred name : His great salvation, all abroad, From day to day proclaim. 2 Midst heathen nations place The glories of his throne ; And let the wonders of his grace Through all the earth be known. 3 The gods, the heathen boasts, Nor hear — nor see — nor move : Jehovah is the Lord of hosts, Who spread the heavens above ! 15 170 PSALMS. ff 4 Then let our songs arise, In new exalted strains ; Let earth repeat it to the skies, The Lord, the Saviour reigns! 97 First Part. L. M. Monmouth. Rejoicing in Christ as Sovereign and Judge. f * Il^t re*£ns • — tne Lord, the Saviour reigns! Sing to his name in lofty strains; Let all the earth in songs rejoice, And in his praise exalt their voice. 2 Deep are his counsels, and unknown ; But grace and truth support his throne: Though gloomy clouds his way surround, Justice is their eternal ground. — 3 In robes of judgment, 1<> ! he comes, [tombs ; Shakes the wide earth — and cleaves the Before him burns devouring fire — Len The mountains melt — the seas retire. pM4 His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight — and shun the day: f Ji Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, And sing— for your redemption's nigh. 97 Second Part. L. M. Arnhcim. f ' 1 THE Lord is come — the heavens proclaim His birth — the nations learn his name : An unknown star directs the road Of eastern sages to their God. 2 All ye bright armies of the skies, Go, worship where the Saviour lies : Angels and kings before him bow, Those gods en high, and gods below. 3 Let idols totter to the ground, And their own worshippers confound, ff Zion shall still his glories sinsr, And earth confess her sovereign king. 97 Third Part. L. M. Uxbridge. 1 TIF ALMIGHTY reigns-exalted high O'er all the earth — o'er all the sky ; Though clouds and darkness veil his feet, His dwelling is the mercy-seat. PSALMS. 171 2 Immortal light — apd joys unknown, Are for the saints in darkness sown: Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise, And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 3 Rejoice, ye righteous — and record The sacred honors of the Lord; None but the soul that feels his grace Can triumph in his holiness. 97 Fourth Part. L. M. Timsbury. t 1 JEHOVAH reigns— let all the earth In his just government rejoice ; Let all the isles, with sacred mirth, In his applause unite their voice. 97tf» Pt. 1\au. mP 2 Darkness, and clouds of awful shade, — His dazzling glory shroud in state ; I ' Justice and truth his guards are made, And fixed by his pavilion wait. [Repeat the first stanza.] 97 Fifth Part. C. M. Mcdford. 1 f 1 LET earth, with every isle and sea, Rejoice — the Saviour reigns! His word, like tire, prepares his way, And mountains melt to plains. 2 His presence sinks the proudest hills, And makes the valleys rise ; The humble soul enjoys his smiles — The haughty sinner dies. f 3 Adoring angels, at his birth, Made the Redeemer known; ,> Thus shall he come to judge the earth, — And angels guard his throne. 97 Sixth Part. C. M. Lutzcn. ' ' 1 THE heavens his righteousness declare, And angels hail his birth : His gospel shall his glories bear Around th' admiring earth. 2 Ye idols, prostrate on the ground, Th' incarnate God adore: His arm your worship shall confound, And all who trust your power. 173 PSALMS. ? M3 Zion with holy triumph hears, The church proclaims her joys; Her Saviour for her aid appears, And praise her lips empl 98 First Part. C. M. Colchester Glorious and joyful Reign of God the Saviour. f 1 nPG our almighty Maker, God, New honors he address His great salvation shines abroad. And makes the nations blest. 2 He spake the word to Abraham first, His truth fulfils the grace ; The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteousness. f 3 Let all the earth his love proclaim, With all her different tongues, And spread the honor of his name, In melody and songs. 98 Second Part. C. M. Dcdham ' f 1 JOY to the world — the Lord is come ! — Let earth receive her King ; Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the world- Let men their songs employ : While fields and floods — roeks,hillsand plains Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sin and sorrow grow, Nor thorns infest the ground ; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. PSALMS. 173 98 Third Part. C. JUL Marlow. f M 1 TO God address tlie joyful psalm, Who wondrous things hath done ; Whose own right hand, and holy arm, The victory have won. 2 He, to the Gentile nations round, Hath made his mercy known ; And to the world's remotest bound His.justice shall be shown. mP 3 The promised Saviour meeklv came, And man's full ransom paicf ; Again he comes, his own to claim, In awful pomp arrayed. f 4 He comes with power — he quits the skies, To punish and reward ; ff Oh ! let one general chorus rise To praise the sovereign Lord. 98 Fourth Part. C. M. St. Ann's. 1 f 1 SING to the Lord a new-made song, Who wondrous things has done ; With his right hand, and holy arm, The conquest he has won. 2 The Lord has through th' astonished world Displayed his saving might, And made his righteous acts appear In all the heathens' sight. 3 Of Israel's house his love and truth Have ever mindful been ; And earth's remotest tribes the power Of Israel's God have seen. ff 4 Let all the people of the earth Their cheerful voices raise ; Let allr with universal joy, Resound their Maker's praise. 15* 174 PSALMS. 98 Fifth Tart. 8s 7s & 4s. Tamworth. mf 1 SONGS anew of honor framing, Sing ye to the Lord alone ; All his wondrous works proclaiming — Jesus wondrous works hath done f f Glorious victory Ills right hand and arm have won. mf 2 Now he bids his great salvation Through the heathen lands be told : Tidings spread through every nation, And his acts of grace unfold: All the heathen Shall his righteousness behold. ff 3 Shout aloud — and hail the Saviour ; Jesus, Lord of all proclaim! As ve triumph in his favor, All ye lands declare his fame: Loud rejoicing Shout the honors of his name ! 99 First Part. S. M. Soutlifitld. Tlie Majesty and Grace of Jehovah, 1 HTIIE Lord Jehovah reigns, Let all the nations fear; P Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. f 2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, Let earth adore; its Lord : Bright cherubs his attendants stand, Swift to fulfil his word. 3 In Zion stands his throne, His honors are divine ; His church shall make his wonders known, For there his glories shine. p 4 How holy is his name ! — How fearful is his praise! — — Justice, and truth, and judgment join In all his works of grace. PSALMS. 175 99 Second Part. S. M. Dover. 1 EXALT the Lord our God, And worship at his feet ; His nature is all holiness, And mercy is his seat. 2 When Israel was his church, When Aaron was his priest, When Moses cried — when Samuel prayed — > He gave his people rest. — 3 Oft he forgave their sins, Nor would destroy their race ; And oft he made his vengeance known, When they ahused his grace. f 4 Exalt the Lord our God, Whose grace is still the same ; Still he's a God of holiness, And jealous for his name. 100 First Part. L. M. Old Hundred All Nations exhorted to Adoration and Prawe. 1 \yiTH one consent, let all the earth, To God their cheerful voices raise j Glad homage pay, with awful mirth, And sing before him songs of praise. 2 Convinced that he is God alone, From whom both we and all proceed ; We, whom he chooses for his own, The flock which he vouchsafes to feed. 3 Oh enter then his temple gate, Thence to his courts devoutly press ; And still your grateful hymns repeat, And still his name with praises bless. 4 For he's the Lord— supremely good, His mercy is forever sure ; His truth, which always firmly stood, To endless ages shall endure. J7G PSALMS. 100 Part. L. II Brewer. 1 YE nations round the earth, rejoice t; fore tlic Lord, your sovereign King; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice, With all your tongues his glory sing. 2 The Lord is God— 'tis he alone Doth life, and breath, and being give: We are his work — and not our own, The sheep that on his pastures live. f 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy, With praises to his courts repair; And make it your divine employ, To pay your thanks and honors there. p 4 The Lord is good — the Lord is kind; f Great is his grace — his mercy sure; And all the race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. 100 Third Part. L. M. Applcton. 1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is (rod alone ; He can create — and he destroy. V 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay — and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed. He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people — we his care — Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name ? f 4 We'll crowd thy gates, with thankful songs, High, as the heaven, our voices raise ; And earth, with ali her thousand tongues, Shall till thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide — as the world — is thy command, Vast— as eternity— thy love; Firm — as a rock — thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. A PSALMS. 177 100 Fourth Part. C. M. Berwick. 1 O ALL ye lands, in God rejoice, To him your thanks belong; In strains of ff ladness, raise your voice, In loud and joyful song. 2 Oh, enter ye his courts with praise, His loveto all proclaim ; To God the song of triumph raise, And magnify his name. 3 For he is gracious, just, and good; His mercy ever sure, Through ages past has ever stood, And ever shall endure. 100 Fifth Part. S. M. Silver Street. 1 SIXG to the Lord most high ; Let every land adore ; With grateful heart and voice make known His goodness and his power. 2 Enter his courts with joy ; With fear address the Lord ; 'Twas he, who formed us with his hand, And quickened by his word. 3 His hands provide our food, And every blessing give ; We're guarcled by his daily care, And on his bounty live. 4 Good is the Lord our God ; His truth and mercy sure ; And while eternity shall last, His promises endure. 102 First Part. L. If. Dunstan. Compassion of God for the Distressed. 1 "T)OWN from his lofty throne on liigh He looked — the Lord the world surveyed, He saw the race in ruin lie, He pitied — and his grace displayed. 178 PSALMS. 2 He hears the groaning prisoner's voice, He hears the suppliant's trembling breath : From bonds released, the slaves rejoice; He frees the captives doomed to death ! f 3 Let Zion now his name repeat. His church his wonders shall record, Till kingdoms, crowding round his seat, Own him their Saviour, and their Lord. 102 Second Part. L. ML Bath. Human Frailty and Divine Immutability . 1 SWIFT as declining shadows pass, Our days in quick succession fly ; And, transient as the withering grass, Amid our youthful hopes we die. f 2 But thou, our Saviour, shall endure, Thy years unchanged, eternal Lord ! Thy grace through every age is sure, And firm the promise of thy word. 102 Third Part. L. M. Bath. 1 IT is the Lord, our Saviour's hand Impairs our strength amid the race ; Disease and death, at his command, Arrest us, and cut short our days. Aff 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our sun go down at noon : Thy years are one" eternal day, And must thy children die so soon ? 3 Yet, in the midst of death and grief, This thought our sorrows shall assuage nif ' Our Father and our Saviour lives ; Thou art the same through every age.1 4 Before thy face, thy church shall live, And on thy throne thy children reign: f This fading world shall they survive, And rise to glorious life again. PSALMS. 179 102 Fourth Part. C. ML Grafton, 1 WHEN I pour out my soul in prayer, Do tljou, trreat God ! attend ; To thy eternal throne of grace Oli let my cry ascend. 2 Hide not. O Lord, thy glorious face, In times of deep disti Incline thine ear. and when I call, My feorro 3 31; -renino" to their end, An \de : Mv • ss, like withered grass, With waning lustre fade. mf 4 But thy eternal state. O Lord ! ne shall waste : Irous works From age'to i I ,st. 102 Fifth Part. C. 31. St. Martin's. 1 THRO' endless years, thou art the same, O thou eternal God! Ag is to come shall know thy name, And tell thy works abroad. 2 The strong foundations of the earth Of old by thee were laid : By thee I ous arch of heaven With matchless skill was made. »p 3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things, Formed by thy p< werful hand, Be. like a vesture, laid aside, And changed at thy command. mf 4 But thy perfections all divine, Eternal as thy dajrs, Through everlasting ages shine, With undiminished rays. 102 Sixth Part. CM. Patmos. \ I 1 LET Zion and her sons rejoice — Behold the promised hour: Her God hath heard her mourning voice, And comes t3 exalt his power. 180 PSALMS. — 2 Her dust find ruins that remain Are precious in his eyes : < Those ruins shall be built again, f And all tiiat dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there : Nations shall how before his name, > And kings attend with fear, — 4 He sits a sovereign on his throi P With pity in I He hears the dyine prisoners' groan, And sees their sighs arise. — 5 He frees the soul condemned to death ; Nor, when his saints complain, mf Shall it he said that praying breath Was ever spent in vain. — 6 This shall be known when we are dea*. And left on long record, f That ages yet unborn may read, And praise, and trust the Lord. 102 ' Seventh Part. C. M. Wachusitt. Divine Aid implored in Times of Extremity. »p 1 HEAR me, O God, nor hide thy face, But answer, lest I die : Hast thou not built a throne of grace, To hear when sinners cry ? 2 As on some lonely building's top, The sparrow tells her moan — Far from the tents of joy and hope, I sit and grieve alone. mf 3 But thou forever art the same, p O my eternal God ! nrf Ages to come shall know thy name, And spread thy works abroad. f ' T4 Thou wilt arise, and show thy face, Nor will my Lord delay Bevond th' appointed hour of grace, That Jong expected day. PSALMS. ]£1 — 5 He hears his saints — be knows their cry, And by mysterious ways, Redeems the prisoners, (loomed to die, f And tills their tongues with praise. 102 Eighth Part. 7s. Norwich. 1 HEAR my prayer, Jehovah, hear ! Listen to my humble cries : See the day of* trouble near, Heavy on my soul it lies. 2 Hide not, then, thy gracious face, When the storm" around me falls: Hear me, O thou God of grace, In the time thy servant calls. mf i '3 Earth and hell their censures pour, Madly rage against my soul : When my God appears no more, Who their fury can control? Aff 4 Hide not, then, thy gracious face, When the storm around me falls: Hear me, O thou God of grace, Hear me when thy servant calls. 103 First Part. L. M. Uxbridge. The Goodness and Mercy of God celebrated. 1 f 1 gLESS, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad ; Let all the powers within me join, In work ana worship so divine. 2 Bless, O my soul, the God of grace: His favors claim thy highest praise : Let not the wonders he hath wrought Be lost in silence and forgot. mp 3 'Tis he, my soul, that sent his Son To die for crimes which thou hast done : He owns the ransom — and forgives The hourly follies of our lives. f 4 Let every land his power confess, Let all the earth adore his grace : My heart and tongue with rapture join, In work and worship so divine. 16 182 PSALMS. 103 Second Part. L. M. Dunstan. f? 1 HIGH o'er the heavens — supreme — alone, Th' eternal Lord prepares his throne: O'er all his kingdom he'll extend, Beyond a limit or an end. 2 Bless ye the Lord — his glories tell, Ye angels, who in might excel, Who do his will — who hear his voice, And in his high commands rejoice. 3 Bless ye the Lord — proclaim his state, Ye heavenly hosts, who round him wait, Quick to perform his acts of might. His pleasure your supreme delight. 4 Bless ye the Lord, his works around ! Creation, with his praise resound! My soul, the general chorus join, And bless the^Lord in songs divine. 103 Third Part. L. M. Rothwel ' i 1 MY soul, inspired with sacred love, God's holy name forever bless ; Of all his favors mindful prove, And still thy grateful thanks express. p 2 The Lord abounds with tender love, And unexampled acts of grace; His wakened wrath does slowly move, mf His willing mercy flies apace." 3 As far as 'tis from east to west, So far has he our sins removed, > Who, with a father's tender breast, — Has such as fear him always loved. f 4 Let every creature jointly bless The mighty Lord ; — and thou, my heart, With grateful joy thy thanks express, And in this concert bear thy part. 103 Fourth Part. L. M. Tallis1 Ev. Hi/. ' f 1 THE Lord ! how wondrous are his ways ! How firm his truth ! — how large his grace ! He takes his mercy for his throne, And thence he makes his glories known. 1 PSALMS. 183 2 Not half so high his power hath spread The starry heavens above our head, As his rich love exceeds our praise, Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far has nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. p 4 How slowly does his wrath arise — f On swifter wings salvation flies — — Or, if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn ! f 5 His everlasting love is sure To all his saints — and shall endure ; From aire to age his truth shall reign, Nor children's children hope in vain. 103 Fifth Part. L. M. Duke Street 1 MY soul, with humble fervor raise To God the voice of grateful praise ; Let every mental power combine, To bless his attributes divine. 2 Deep on my heart let memory trace His acts of mercy and of grace ; Who, with a father's tender care, Saved me, when sinking in despair ; — nrf 3 Gave my repentant soul to prove The jov of his forgiving love ; — Poured balm into my bleeding breast, > And led my weary feet to rest. 103 Sixth Part. S. M. Hudson. ' f 1 OH ! bless the Lord, my soul, Let all within me join,' And aid my tongue tc bless his name, Whose favors are divine. 2 Oh ! bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten hi unthankfulness, And without praises die. 184 PSALMS. 3 'Tis lie forgives thy sins — 'Tis lie relieves thy pain — 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, < And gives thee strength again. — 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave ; He, who redeemed my soul from hell, Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers resl i The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for the oppressed. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known ; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. f 7 Oh ! bless the Lord, my soul, Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favors are divine. 103 Seventh Part. S. M. Dover, 1 OH bless the Lord, my soul ! His grace to thee proclaim : And all that is within me join To bless his holy name. 2 Oh bless the Lord, my soul ; His mercies bear in mind ; Forget not all his benefits: The Lord to thee is kind. mp 3 He will not always chide ; He will with patience wait ; His wrath is ever slow to rise, And ready to abate. 4 He pardons all thy sins, Prolongs thy feeble breath; — He healeth thy infirmities, And ransoms thee from death. f 5 Then bless his holy name, Whose grace hath made the-e whole ; Whose loving kindness crowns thy days 5 Oh bless the Lord, mv soul ! PSALMS. 185 103 Eighth Part. S, M. St. Thomas. 1 MY soul, repeat his praise. Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love. Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. f 3 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread, So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts'exceed. 103 Ninth Part. S. M. Bethany. 1 THE pity of the Lord To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel — He knows our feeble frame. 2 He knows we are but dust. Scattered with every breath : His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. P 3 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower ! When blasting winds sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. mf 4 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. 103 Tenth Part. S. M. St. TJwmas. 1 ' 1 THE Lord, the sovereign King, Hath fixed his throne'on high, O'er all the heavenly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ve fulfil. 16* 18G PSALMS. 3 Ye heavenly hosts, who wait The orders of your King, Who guard his churches when they pray, Oh join the praise we sing. 4 And while his wondrous works Through his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory — thou, my soul, Shalt sing hjs praises too. 104 First Part. L. M. Bath. Praise to God the Creator. f * M^ ?0U^' l^y &veSL} Creator praise ; When clothed in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 How strange thy works ! how jrreat thy skill, While every land thy riches fill : Thy wisdom round the world we see — This spacious earth is full of thee. mp 3 How awful are thy glorious ways! Thou, Lord, art dreadful in thy praise; < Yet humble souls may seek thy face, mf And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 104 Second Part. L. M. Nazareth. 1 LONG as I live, all-bounteous Lord! My song thy glories shall record ; Thy praise, my God, shall fill the strain, While life or being shall remain. mp 2 Sweet are the thoughts which fill my breast, When on thy various works they rest : mf God, my Creator, lifts my voice : In God, my Saviour, I rejoice ! — 3 Soon shall his arm his foes dismay, And sweep the guilty race away: And while his church his power adore, > The wicked sink to rise no more. mf 4 Then, O my soul, Jehovah bless, His providence and grace confess : f Let all his works their tribute raise, And triumph in Jehovah's praise. PSALMS. 187 104 Third Part. L. M. Winchester. 1 GREAT is the Lord !— what tongue can frame An honor equal to his name ? How awful are his glorious ways! The Lord is dreadful in his praise ! 2 The world's foundations by his hand Were laid, and shall forever stand ; The swelling billows know their bound, While to his praise they roll around. 3 Vast are thy works, almighty Lord ! All nature rests upon thy word ; And clouds, and storms, and fire obey Thy wise and all-controlling sway. 4 Thy glory, fearless of decline, Thy glory, Lord, shall ever shine ; Thy praise shall still our breath employ, Till we shall rise to endless joy. 105 First Part. C. M. Stephens. Exhortation to Praise. i ' 1 QH render thanks, and bless the Lord, Invoke his sacred name; Acquaint the nations with his deeds, His matchless deeds proclaim. 2 Sing to his praise in lofty hymns, His wondrous works rehearse ; Make them the theme of your discourse, And subject of your verse. 3 Rejoice in his almighty name, Alone to be adored ; And let their hearts o'erflow with joy, Who humbly seek the Lord. 1 05 Second Part. C. M. Nottingham. The Faithfulness of God celebrated. I 1 JEHOVAH is the Lord our God ! Then let his church adore : His justice o'er the earth abroad Shall all his judgments pour. 188 PSALMS. 2 Once his eternal oath he sware To Abraham and his race; And placed his laws and statutes there, The typos of richer grace. 3 His covenant, in his changeless mind, Stands like himself secure: f His church, through every age, shall find His word of promise sure. 105 Third Part. CM. Mar low. * ' 1 GIVE thanks to God — invoke his name, And tell the world his grace ; Sound through the earth his deeds of fame. That all may seek his face. 2 His covenant, which he kept in mind, For numerous ages past, To numerous ages yet behind In equal force shall last. 3 Ke swore to Abraham and his seed, And made the blessing sure : Gentiles the ancient promise read, And find his truth endure. f f '4 Then let the world forbear its rage, The church renounce her fear; Israel shall live through every age, And be th' Almighty's care. 106 First Part. L. M. Danvers. God praised for his Works of Goodness and Mercy. nrf 1 QH render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Has stood, and shall forever last. 2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast — but numberless? What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise? mp 3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford ; When thou return'st to set them free, ■f Let thy salvation visit me. PSALMS. 189 f 4 Oh render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Has stood, and shall forever last. 106 Second Part. L. M. Bath. mf mi TO God the great, the ever blest, Let songs of honor be addressed : His mercy firm forever stands : Give him* the thanks his love demands. — 2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways ? Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise? — Blest are the souls that fear thee still, And pay their duty to thy will. 3 Remember what thy mercy dia For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed : And with the same salvation bless The meanest suppliant of thy grace. mf 4 Oh mav I see thy tribes rejoice, And aid their triumphs with my voice : This is my glory, Lord, to be Joined to thv saints, and near to thee. 107 First Part. L. M. Lowell Providential Gooibiess celebrated. 1 £IIYE thanks to God — he reigns above ; Kind are his thoughts — bis name is love, His mercy ages past have known, And ages'long to come shall own. 2 He feeds and clothes us all the way : He guides our footsteps, lest we stray; He guards us with a powerful hand,' Ana brings us to the heavenly land. 3 Oh let the saints with joy record The truth and goodnessof the Lord! How great his works ! how kind his ways ! Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 190 PSALMS. 107 Second Part. CM. Litchfield. 1 HOW arc thy servants blest! O Lord, How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, omnipotence. 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care, Through burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe in tainted air. < 3 When, by the dreadful tempest, borne f High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. P 4 The storm is laid — the winds retire, Obedient to thy will ; < The sea, that roars at thy command, > At thy command is still. — 5 In midst of danger, fear, and death, Thy goodness we'll adore; f We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, P And humbly hope for more. 107 Third Part. CM. St. Ann's. ' ' 1 OH praise the Lord — for he is good, h\ him we rest obtain ; His mercy has through ages stood, And ever shall remain. 2 Let all the people of the Lord His praises spread around; Let them his grace and love record, Who have salvation found. 3 Now let the east in him rejoice, The west its tribute bring, The north and south lift up their voice In honor of their King. 4 Oh praise the Lord — for he is good, In him we rest obtain; [lis mercy has through ages stood, And ever shall remain. PSALMS. 191 107 Fourth Part. 7s. PleyeVsHymn. 1 OH that men their songs would raise, All his goodness to declare ! All Jehovah's wonders praise, Wonders which their children share ! 2 Where his holy altars rise, Let his saints adore his name ; There present their sacrifice, There with joy his works proclaim. 108 First Part. L. M. Old Hundred. General Praise to God. 1 IVTY heart is fixed on thee, my God, Thy sacred truth I'll spread abroad ; My soul shall rest on thee alone, And make thy loving-kindness known. 2 Awake my glory — wake my lyre, To songs of praise my tongue inspire; With morning's earliest dawn arise, And swell your music to the skies. 3 With those who in thy grace abound, I'll spread thy fame the earth around ; Till every land, with thankful voice, Shall in thy holy name rejoice. 108 Second Part. C. M. Berwick. 1 O GOD, my heart is fully bent To magnify thy name ; My tongue, with cheerful songs of praise, Shalfcelebrate thy fame. 2 To all the listening tribes, O Lord, Thy wonders 1 will tell ; And to those nations sing thy praise, That round about us dwell. 3 Tliy mercy, in its boundless height, The highest heaven transcends ; And far beyond th' aspiring clouds Thy faitllful truth extends. 192 PSALMS. f 4 Be thou, 0 God, exalted high Above the starry frame : And let the world, with one consent, Confess thy glorious name. 108 Third Part. C. M. Howards. 1 AWA K E, my soul, to sound his praise, Awake, my harp, to sing ; Join, all my powers, the song to raise, And morning incense bring. 2 Among the people of his care, And through the nations round, Glad songs of praise will I prepare, And there his name resound. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the starry frame ; Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad, And teach the world thy name. 4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, And throng thy courts above ; While sinners hear thy pardoning voice, And taste redeeming love. 110 First Part. L. M. Appleton Christ exalted as a Kin% and Saviour. ' ' 1 'THUS God, the eternal Father, spake To Christ the Son— "x\scend and sit At my right hand, till I shall make Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 2 From Zion shall thy word proceed ; Thy word, the sceptre in thy hand, Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, And bow their wills to thy command. 3 That day shall show thy power is great, Wheifsaints shall flock with willing minds; And sinners crowd thy temple-gate, Where holiness in beauty shines." f 4 0 blessed power ! O glorious day ! How large a victory shall ensue ! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops ot morning dew. PSALMS. 193 110 Second Part. CM. Medford. ' t 1 JESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, And near thy Father sit; In Zion shall thy power be known, And make thy foes submit. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The numerous drops of morning dew, And own thy sovereign grace. 3 Jesus, our priest, forever lives To plead for us above ; Jesus, our king, forever gives The blessings of his love. 4 God shall exalt his glorious head, And his high throne maintain; Shall strike the powers and princes dead, Who dare oppose his reign. Ill First Part. CM. Marlow. The Works and Grace of God celebrated. ' f 1 CONGS of immortal praise belong To my almighty God ; He has my heart — and he mv tongue, To spread his name abroaJ. 2 How great the works his hand has wrought ! How glorious in our sight ! And men in every age have sought His wonders witli'delight. 3 When he redeemed his chosen sons, He fixed his covenant sure : The orders that his lips pronounce To endless years endure. Ill Second Part. C M. Medford. 1 1 1 GREAT is the Lord— his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Oh let th' assembled saints unite Their harmony of ton sues. 17 194 PSALMS. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord ! He gives his children food ; And ever mindful of his word, Be makes his promise good. 3 His Sou, the great Redeemer, came To seal his covenant sure; p Holy and reverend is his name, — J lis ways are just and pure. f 4 Great is the Lord — his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Oh let th' assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 112 First Part. L. M. Ralston. Blessedness of fearing and obeying God. f f 1 HPHAT man is blest, who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law ; His seed on earth shall be renowned, And with successive honors crowned. 2 The soul, that's filled with virtue's light, > Shines brightest in affliction's night ; — His conscience bears his courage up, < He sees in darkness beams of hope. — 3 Beset with threatening dangers round. Unmoved shall he maintain his ground ; p The sweet remembrance of the just > Shall flourish, when he sleeps in dust. 112 Second Part. L. M. Uxbridgc. 1 1 1 THRICE happy man ! who fears the Lord, Loves his commands — and trusts his word : Honor and peace his days attend, And blessings on his seed descend. 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind, To works of mercy still inclined ; He lends the poor some present aid, Or gives them not to be repaid. 3 His soul, well fixed upon the Lord, Draws heavenly courage from his word ; Amid the darkness light shall rise^ To cheer his heart, and bless his eyes. PSALMS. 195 4 He hath dispersed his alms abroad, His works are still before his God ; His name on earth shall long remain, Nor shall his hope of heaven be vain. 112 Third Part. CM. Corinth. 1 HAPPY is he who fears the Lord, And follows his commands ; Who lends the poor without reward, Or gives with liberal hands. p 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need; — So God shall answer Ids request With blessings on his seea. f 3 In times of danger and distress, — Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness, > And give him peace divine. — 4 His works of piety and love Remain betore the Lord ; Honor on earth, and joys above, Shall be his sure reward. 113 First Part. L. M. 61. St. Helen's. Exhortation to universal Praise. 1 VE saints and servants of the Lord, The triumphs of his name record; His sacred name forever bless : Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams or setting ray^, Due praise to his great name address. 2 God, through the world, extends his sway! The regions of eternal day But shadows of his glory are : To him whose majesty excels, Who made the heaven wherein he dwells, Let no created power compare. 113 Second Part. L. M. Stonefcld. t 1 O ALL ye people — shout and sing Hosannas to your heavenly King ; Where'er the sun's bright glories shine, Ye nations, praise his name divine. 196 PSALMS. 2 High on his everlasting throne, He feigns almighty ana alone ; Yet we, on earth, with angels share His kind regard — his tender care. 3 Rejoice, ye servants of the Lord, Spread wide Jehovah's name abroad; Oh praise our God — his power adore, From age to age — from snore to shore. 116 First Part. CM. Barby. Thankful Acknowledgment of God's Goodness. Aff 1 T LOVE the Lord — he heard my cries, And pitied every groan ; Long as 1 live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord — he bowed his ear, And chased my grief away : Oh let my heart no more despair, While I have breath to pray. 3 The Lord beheld me sore distressed, He bade my pains remove ; Return, my soul, to God, thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 116 Second Part. CM. Dundee, Aff l WHAT shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown ? — My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints, that fill thine nouse, My offering shall be paid; There shall my zeal perform the vows My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever-blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight! How precious is their blood ! 4 How happy all thy servants are! How great thv grace to m<> ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. PSALMS. 197 5 Now I am thine — forever thine, Nor shall my purpose move ; Thy hand has loosed my bonds of pain, And bound me with thy love. 6 Here, in thy courts, I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record ; Witness, "ye saints, who hear me now, If I forsake the Lord. 117 First Part. L. M. Old Hundred. Exhortation to universal Praise. t 1 pROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung, Through every land — by every tongue. > 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; f Eternal truth attends thy word ; ff Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. 117 Second Part. C. M. Tallis' Chant ' 1 O ALL ye nations, praise the Lord, Each with a different tongue ; In every language learn his word, And let his name be sung. p 2 His mercy reigns through every land — f Proclaim his grace abroad : Forever firm his truth shall stand — ff Praise ye the faithful God. 117 Third Part. C. M. TaOut Cliant. t 1 WITH cheerful notes, let all the earth To heaven their voices raise ; Let all, inspired with godly mirth, Sing solemn hymns of praise. p 2 God's tender mercy knows no bound ; < His truth shall ne'er decay; f Then let the willing nations rou Their grateful tribute pay. 198 PSALMS. 117 Fourth Part. CM. Colchester. f 1 O ALL ye nations, prai.se the Lord, His glorious acts proclaim ; The fulness ofliis grace record, And magnify his name. 2 His love is great — his mercy sure — And faithful is his word ; His truth forever shall endure ; Forever praise the Lord ! 117 Fifth Part. S. M. Clapton. f 1 THY name, almighty Lord, Shall sound through distant lands ; Great is thy grace — and sure thy word ; Thy truth forever stands. 2 Far be thine honor spread, And long thy praise endure, Till morning light, and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more. 117 Sixth Part. S. M. SoutJifield. f 1 LET songs of endless praise From every nation rise ; Let all the lands their tribute raise, To God, who rules the skies. p 2 His mercy and his love < Are boundless as his name ; f And all eternity shall prove His truth remains the same. 117 Seventh Part. 7s. Lincoln. f 1 ALL ye nations, praise the Lord, All ye lands, your voices raise ; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord — forever praise. 2 For his truth and mercy stand, Past, and present, and to be, Like the years of his right hand, Like his own eternity. PSALMS. 199 3 Praise him, ye who know his love ; Praise him, from the depths beneath; Praise him in the heights above ; Praise your Maker, all that breathe! 118 First Part. L. M. Rothwcll Exaltation of the divine Saviour. ' ' 1 A LL power and grace to God belong ; He is my strength — and he my song: He comes, my Saviour — from his throne, He comes to bring salvation down. 2 Lo ! rising from the tents of men, The voice of joy resounds again: His saints with him the triumph claim, And shout salvation to his name. 3 His own right hand its strength displays, In acts of valor and of grace : The cross, the tomb, the throne, declare How vast his power and glory are. 4 For us he conquers — though he dies: Behold the mighty Saviour rise ! His saints with him the triumph claim, And shout salvation to his name. 118 Second Part. CM. Lutzen. Christ the Author of Salvation. 1 1 1 LO, what a glorious corner stone The builders did refuse ! Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 2 Great God, the work is all divine, The wonder of our eyes ! This is the day, that proves it thine, This day did Jesus rise. 3 Sinners, rejoice— and saints, be glad; The Saviours name be blest ; Let endless honors on his head, With joy, and glory, rest. 200 PSALMS. 4 In God's own name, he comes to bring Salvation to our race: Oh let the church address her King, Willi holy songs of praise. 118 Third Part. CM. Colchester Celebration of ChrisVs Resurrection. 1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours his own ; Let heaven rejoice — let earth be glad, And praise surround his throne. 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell ; To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to the anointed King, To David's holy Son ; P Help us, O Lord — descend and bring — Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord — who comes to men With messages of grace ; Who comes, in God his Father's name, To save our sinful race. f 5 Hosanna in the highest strains, The church on earth can raise; The highest heavens, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. 118 Fourth Part. CM. Arlington. Thankful Acknowledgment of divine Aid. I r 1 THE Lord appears my helper now, Nor is my faith afraid Of what the sons of earth can do, Since he affords me aid. mp 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to trust in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. PSALMS. 201 f 3 'Tis through the Lord, my heart is strong, In him my lips rejoice ; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice! > 4 Jov to the saints, and peace belongs — — The Lord protects their days: f Let Zion tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. 118 Fifth Part. CM. Dedham. 1 LORD, thou hast heard thy servants cry, And rescued from the grave ; Now shall we live — for none can die, Whom God re - ive. 2 Thy praise, more constant than before, Shall fill our daily breath : > Thy hand, that hath chastised us sore, f Defends us still from death. o Open the gates of Zion now, For we will worship there ; To thine own house, with joy we'll go, Thy mercy to declare. 4 Here, with th' assembly of thy saints, Our cheerful voice we raise ; > Here we have told thee our complaints — f And here we speak thy praise. 118 Sixth Part. C. M. St. Aim's. Christ the Foundation of his Church. * ' 1 BEHOLD the sure foundation stone, Which God in Zion lays. To build our heavenly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God — to sinners dear — Let saints adore the name ; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain ; Yet on this rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 202 PSALMS. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise : 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. 118 Seventh Part. S. M. St. Thomas. First Choir. ' ' 1 SEE what a living stone The builders did refuse ; — Second Choir. Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. First Choir. 2 The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son: — Second Choir. Yet on this rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner-stone. Congregation. f 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. First Choir. ' ' 4 This is the glorious day That our ttedeemer made : — Second Cboir. Let us rejoice — aud sing — and pray — Let all the church be glad. First Choir. 5 Hosanna to the King, Of David's royal blood : — Second Choir. Bless him, ye saints — he comes to bring Salvation from your God. Congregation. f 6 We bless thine holy word, Which all this grace displays ; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. 118 Eighth Part. 8s &, 7s. Sicilian Hymn. Praise to Clirist, the Author of Salvation 1 CROWN his head with endless blessing, Who, in God the Father's name, With compassion never ceasing, Comes, salvation to proclaim ! Mill* PSALMS. 203 2 Lo ! Jehovah, we adore thee ! — Thee, our Saviour ! — thee, our God ! From thy throne, let beams of glory Shine through all the world abroad. 3 Jesus, thee our Saviour hailing, Thee our God in praise we own ; Highest honors, never tailing, Rise eternal round thy throne. 4 Now, ye saints, his power confessing, In your grateful strains adore : For his merry, never ceasing, Flows, and ilows for evermore. Hallelujah, Amen. 119 First Part. L. M. Windham. Departures from God deplored. Aff 1 "yyE all, O Lord, have gone astray, And wandered fronTthy heavenly way: The wilds of sin our feet have trod, Far from the paths of thee our God. 2 Hear us, great Shepherd of thy sheep ! Our wanderings heal- our footsteps Keep: We seek thy sheltering fold again ; Nor shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain. 3 Teach us to know and love thy way ; And grant, to life's remotest day, < By thine unerring guidance led, mf Our willing feet thy paths may tread. 119 Second Part. CM. Medford. The Blessedness of fearing and obeying God. ' I 1 BLEST are the undefiled in heart, Whose wavs are right and clean ; Who never from thy law depart, But fly from every sin. 2 Blest are the men, that keep thy word, And practise thy commands ; With tneir whole heart they seek thee, Lord, And serve thee with their hands. 204 PSALMS. mP 3 Great is their peace, who love thy law; f How linn their souk abide ! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside1. 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, When all thy statutes 1 obey, And honor ah thy name. 119 Third Part. CM. Medfield Communion with God. Aff i TO thee, before the dawning light, My gracious God, I prai I meditate thy name by night, And keep thy law by day. p 2 My spirit taints to see thy grace — f Thy promise bears me up : And while salvation long delays, Thy word supports my hope. — 3 When midnight darkness veils the skies, I call thy works to mind : My thoughts in warm devotion rise, And sweet acceptance rind. 119 Fourth Part. CM. Dundee. Delight in God and his Word. &f 1 THOU art my portion, O my God ; Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heavenly truth, And glory in my choice ; Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 3 Thy precepts and thy heavenly grace I 'set before my eye< : Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. *"P 4 If once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways ; — Then turn my feet to thy commands, -» And trust thy pardoning grace. PSALMS. 205 5 Now I am thine — forever thine — P Oh save thy servant. Lord ! f Thou art my shield — my hiding place — My hope is in thy word. 119 Fifth Part. CM. Litchfield. 1 HOW shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin? Thy word the choicest rules imparts. To keep the conscience clean. *-2 'Tis like the sun— a heavenly light, That guides us all the day": And, through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 3 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; I hate the sinner's road : I hate my own vain thoughts that rise, But love thy law, my God. 4 Thy word is everlasting truth, How pure is every page ! — That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. 119 Sixth Part. CM. Warwick. 1 OH how I love thy holy law ! 'Tis daily my delight: And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day, To meditate thy word: My soul with longing melts away, To hear thy gospel, Lord. 3 Thy heavenly words my heart engage, And well employ my tongue, And through my weary pilgrimage, Yield me a heavenly song. 4 When nature sinks — and spirits droop— Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there 1 write tliv praise. IS 206 PSALMS. 119 Seventh Part. CM. Barby. 1 LORD, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage ; < There shall my noblest powers rejoice, mf My wannest thoughts engage. — 2 I'll read the histories of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight] While through the promises I rove With ever new delight. 3 'Tis like a land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise ; < Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, mf And hidden glory lies. — 4 The best relief that mourners have, It makes our sorrows blest ; < Our fairest hope beyond the grave, Len And our eternal rest. 119 Eighth Part. CM. St. 3fartin's. 1 LORD, I am thine — thy truth I own, Thy righteous precepts love : In mercy to my soul, send down Salvation from above. 2 The wicked stand on every side, And my destruction seek ; But in thy laws will I abide, And of'thy judgments speak. 3 I love the company of those Who worship thee in fear, Obey thy word — observe thy laws, And hold thy precepts dear. mf 4 At morn — at noon — at night, I'll praise, O Lord, thy sacred name ; f With joy my thankful voice I'll raise, Thy goodness to proclaim. 119 Ninth Part. C. M. Howard's. 1 OH that thy statutes every hour Might dwell upon mv mind! Thence I derive a nuickening power, > And daily peace I fiud. PSALMS. 207 mP 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ; < My soul shall ne'er forget tliy word, ■f Thy word is all my joy. — 3 How would I run in thy commands, It" thou my heart discharge From sin and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large ! f 4 MV lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name ; ff I'll speak thy word, though kings shall hear. Nor yield to sinful shame. 119 Tenth Part. CM. St. Austin's. ^ 1 BEHOLD thy waiting servant, Lord, Devoted to thy fear"; Remember and confirm thy word, For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, And promised quickening grace ? Doth not my heart address thy throne ? > And yet thy love delays. - 3 Mine eves for thy salvation fail; Oh ! bear thy servant up ; Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, \Vho dare reproach my hope. 4 Didst thou not raise my faith, O Lord? Then let thy truth appear : mf Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. 119 Eleventh Part. CM. Litclifield Aff 1 OH that the Lord would iruide my ways To keep his statutes still! Oh that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! 2 Oh send thy Spirit down, to write Thv law upon my heart ; Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Nor act the liar's part. 208 PSALMS. 3 From vanity turn oil' my eyes ; Let no corrupt design, Nor covetous rise Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sin«. Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. p 5 31 v soul hath gone too far astray — My feet too often slip: — Yet since I keep in mind thy way, Restore thy wandering sheep. G Make me to walk in thy commands — mf 'Tis a delightful road*; Kor let my head, nor heart, nor hands Offend against my God. 119 Twelfth Part. CM. Dedhanu 1 WITH my whole heart I've sought thy face ; Oh let me never stray From thy commands, 0 God of grace ; Nor tread the sinner's way. 2 Thv word I've hid within my heart, To keep my conscience clean, And be an everlasting guard From every rising sin. 3 I'm a companion of the saints, Who tear ami love the Lord: My sorrows rise — my nature faints, When men transgress thy word. 4 My heart with sacred reverence hears The threatenings of thy word ; My flesh with holy trembling fears The judgments of the Lord. 5 My God, I long — I hope — I wait For thy salvation still : Thy holy law is my delight, And 1 obey thy will. PSALMS. 209 119 Thirteenth Part. CM. Medfield. 1 CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliverance send ; My soul for thy salvation faints; 'When will my troubles end ? 2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Fathers rod ; Affliction made me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 3 Had not thy word been my delight When earthly joys were fled, Mv soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight, *Had sunk among the dead. 4 Before I knew thy chastening rod, My feet were apt to stray ; mf But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. 119 Fourteenth Part. CM. Litchfield. Aff l MY soul lies cleaving to the dust ; Lord, give me life divine ; From vain desires, and every lust Turn off these eyes of mine. 2 I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in thy way. Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray. 3 Are not thy mercies sovereign still, And thou a faithful God ? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heavenly road ? 4 Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face ? And yet, how slow my spirits move Without enlivening grace ! t 5 Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne'er forget thy word, When I have felt its quickening power To draw me near the Lord. 18* 210 PSALMS. 119 Fifteenth Part. CM. St. Martin's. 1 THY mercies fill the earth, O Lord ; How good thy works appear! Open my axii* to read thy word, And see thy wonders there. 2 Since I'm a stranger here below Let not thy path be hid ; But mark the road my feet should go, And he my constant guide. 3 When I confessed my wandering ways, Thou heard'st my soul complain : Grant me the teachings of thy grace, Or I shall stray again. 4 If God to me his statutes show, And heavenly truth impart, His work forever Til pursue, His law shall rule my heart. 119 Sixteenth Part. CM. London mf 1 3IY hiding-place, my refu ire -tower, And shield art thou — O Lord ! f I firmly anchor all my hopes On thy unerring word. — 2 According to thy gracious word, From danger set me free ; Nor make me of those hopes ashamed, That I repose on thee. 3 On ine, devoted to thy fear, Lord, make thy face to shine ; Thy statutes both to know and keep My heart with zeal incline. «nf 4 My hiding-place, my refuge-tower, And shield art thou — O Lord! f I firmly anchor all my hopes On thy unerring word. 119 Seventeenth Part. S. M. Dover. 1 WITH humble heart and tongue, My God, to thee I pray: Oh ! bring me now. while I am young, To thee, the living way. PSALMS. 211 2 Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care ; Help up i the way of truth, And fly from every snai 3 My he: t.to folly prone, \l power divine ; I'm; self alone, And make me wholly thine. 4 Oli ! let thy word of grace My warmest thoughts employe Be this, through all my following days, My tr id my joy. 5 To what thy laws impart Be my whole soul inclined; Con •. dwell within my heart, And sanctify my mind. 121 First Part. L. M. Ralston. Vm guardian Care of his People. f * H^ ^ves — ^ie ever*a8til|g God, [flood ; Who built the world — who spread the The heavens, with all their host, he made, > And the dark regions of the dead. mf 2 He guides our feet — he guards our way ; His morning smiles ad/ rn the Jay : He spread- the evening veil — and keeps > The silent hours, while Israel sleeps. mf 3 Israel — a name divinely blest, May rise secure — securely rest : Thy holy guardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber, nor surprise. f 4 Long as I live, I'll trust his power : Len Then in my last, departing hour, mf Angels, that trace the airy road, mp Shall bear me homeward to my God. . 121 Second Part. C. M. St. Martin's. 1 TO heaven I lift my waiting eyes, There all my hopes are laid ; The Lord, who built the earth and skies. Is my perpetual aid. . 212 PSALMS. 2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall, Whom be designs to keep; His car attends their humble call, His eyes can never sleep. t 3 Israel, rejoice, and rest secure, Thy keeper is the Lord ; His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 4 He guards thy soul — he keeps thy breath, Wnere thickest dangers come ; Go and return, secure from death, Till God shall call thee home. 121 Third Part. H. M. DarwelTs. M 1 TO God I lift mine eyes, From him is all my aid ; The God that built the skies, And ear^h and nature made : God is the tower His grace is nigh To which I fly : In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, And fall in fatal snares, Since God, my sruard and guide, Defends me from my fears. Those wakeful eyes, Shall Israel keep That never sleep, When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air, Shail take my health away, If God be With me there : Thou art my sun, To guard my head And thou my shade, | By night or noon. 4 Hast thou not given thy word To save my soul from death ? And I can trust my Lord To keep my mortal breath : I'll go and come, " Till from on high Nor fear to die, Thou call me home. PSALMS. 213 122 First Part. CM. Howard's. .:Jit in the Sabbath and Temple of God. mf * TT^^~ (^(* m*v neart re j o i c e to hear My G i • Jn Zion let us all appear, • And keep the solemn clay '' 2 I love her gate? — I love the road ; The church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace built for God, > To show his milder face. — 3 Up to her court-, with joy unknown, The holy tribes repair: The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there. 4 He hears our praises and complaints, And while his awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. p 5 Peace be within this sacred place, — And joy a constant guest : With holy gifts, and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest ! G My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life, or breath remains : f Here my best friends, my kindred dwell, Here God, my Saviour, reigns. 122 Second Part. C. M. Wanrick. 1 "WITH joy we hail the sacred day, Which God has called bis own ; With joy the summons we obey, To worship at his throne. 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair! Where willing votaries throng To breathe the humble fervent prayer — And pour the choral sono". mp f 3 Spirit of grace ! oh deign to dwell Within thy church below ; Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow. 214 PSALMS. P 4 Let peace within her walls be found — — Lei all her bod6 unite. To spread with grateful zeal around, «< Her clear and shining light. — 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day, Which then hast called thine own; ■f With joy the summons we obey, To worship at thy throne. 122 Third Part. C. M. Mear. 1 Oil 'twas a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say, * Up, Israel, to the temple haste, And keep your festal day!' 2 At Salem's courts we must appear, With our assembled powers, In strong and beauteous order ranged, Like her united towers. mP 3 Oh pray we then for Salem's peace — — For they shall prosperous be, Thou holy city of our God, Who bear true love to thee. mP 4 May peace within thy sacred walls A constant guest be found ; — With plenty and prosperity f Thy palaces be crowned. 1 22 Fourth Part. C. P. M. Kew. 1 THE festal morn, my God, is come, That calls me to thy sacred dome, Thy presence to adore : My feet the summons shall attend, With willing steps thy courts ascend, And tread the hallowed floor. 2 With holy joy I hail the day, That warns my thirsting soul away; What transports fill my breast! For, lo ! my great Redeemer's power Unfolds the everlasting door, And leads me to his rest ! PSALMS. 215 3 Hither, from earth's remotest end, Lo ! the redeemed of God ascend, Their tribute hither bring ; t Here, crowned with everlasting joy, In hymns of praise their tongues employ, And hail tn' immortal King. 122 Fifth Part. S. P. M. Bethel i f 1 HOW pleased and blest was I, To hear the people en*, 1 Come, let us seek our God to-day !' Yes, with a cheerful zeal, We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. 2 Zion — thrice happy place — Adorned with wondrous grace, And walls of strength embrace thee round: In thee our tribes appear To pray, and praise, and hear The sacred gospel's joyful sound. 3 Here David's greater Son Has fixed his royal throne : He sits for grace and judgment here : He bids the saints be gfad, He makes the sinners'sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. P 4 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, — To bless the soul of every guest: The man who seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest! 5 My tongue repeats her vows, P - Peace to this sacred house !' — For here my friends and kindred dwell: And since my glorious God Makes thee his blest abode, My soul shall ever love thee well. 123 7s. Turin. Humble Waitmg on God for Spiritual Strength. 1 LORD, before thy throne we bend ; Now to thee our eyes ascend : 210 PSALMS. Servants to our Blaster true, mf Lo! we yield thee homage due: — p Children, to thy throi Contentedly submit. < 3 Let not despair nor fell revenge > Be to my bosom known ; Aff Oh give me tears for others' wo, > And patience for my own. — 4 Feed me, O Lord, with needful food: I ask not wealth, or fame : But give me eyes to view thy works, f A heart to praise thy name. — 5 Oh may my days obscurely pass, Without* remorse or care : And let me for my parting hour From day to day prepare. 131 Second Part. 8s & Ts. Sicilian H ynvn. 1 LET thy grace, Lord, make me lowly ; Humble all my swelling pride: Fallen, guilty, and unholy. Greatness from my eyes I'll hide : 2 I'll forbid my vain aspiring, _ Nor at earthly honors aim; No ambitious heights desiring, Far above my humble claim. 'J Weaned from earth's vexatious pleasures. In thy love I'll seek for mine ; Piaced in heaven my nobler treasures, Earth I quietly resign. 19* 222 PSALMS. jpf 4 Israel, thus the world despising, On the Lord alone rely ; Then, from him thy joys arising Like himself shall never die. 132 First Part. L. M. Dunstan. The Church the Dwelling-Place of God. 1 1 1 WHERE shall we go to seek and find A habitation for our God? A dwelling for the eternal mind, Among the sons of flesh and blood? 2 The God of Jacob chose the hill Of Zion for his ancient rest ; And Zion is his dwelling still ; His church is with his presence blest. 3 Here will he meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with Tiving bread; Sinners, that wait before his door, With sweet provision shall be fed. 4 Here will 1 fix my gracious throne, And reign forever — saith the Lord : Here shall my power and love be known, And blessings shall attend my word. 132 Second Part. C. M. Marlow. n»f 1 ARISE ! O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest ; Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes Thus' to be owned and blest. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word; All that the ark did once contain, Could no such grace afford. «np 3 Here, mighty God, accept our vows, — Here let thy praise be spread ; Bless the provisions of thy house, And fill thy poor with bread. «f 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine ; Justice and truth Lis court maintain, With love and power divine. PSALM?. 223 t 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne, And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. 133 First Part. C. M. Bowdoin. Excellence of Christian Unanimity and Love. 1 gPIRIT of peace! celestial Dove! How excellent thy praise ! No richer gift than Christian love Thy gracious power displays. d°l 2 Sweet as the dew on herb and flower, That silently distils, At evening's soft and balmy hour, On Zion's fruitful hills : — 3 So, with mild influence from above, Shall promised grace descend, < Till universal peace and love mf O'er all tne earth extend. 133 Second Part. C. Bf. Arlington. 1 LO ! what an entertaining sight Those friendly brethren prove, Whose cheerful* hearts in bands unite, Of harmony and love ! 2 Where streams of bliss from Christ the spring Descend to every soul ; And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, Shades and bedews the whole. 3 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's hill, Where God his mildest glory shows, And makes his grace distil. 133 Third Part. S. M. Haverhill. And all the air is love. 133 , Fourth Part. S. P. M. Dahton. 1 HOW pleasant 'tis to see Kindred and friends agree, Each in his proper station move ; And each fulfil his part, With sympathizing heart, In all the cares of life and lov3 ! 2 Like fruitful showers of rain, That water all the plait. Descending from the neighboring hills; Such streams of pleasure roll Through every friendly soul, Where love, like heavenly dew, distils. [Repeat the first stanza.] 134 S. M. St. Thomas. Praise to God for his Works. 1 "REHOLD his wondrous grace! And bless Jehovah's name : Ye servants of the Lord, his praise By day and night -proclaim. 2 He formed the earth below, lie formed the heavens his throne: His grace from Zion he'll bestow, And pour his blessings down. f 3 Ye. who his courts attend, There lift your hands on high : And let your songs ofpraise ascend, In strains of sacred joy. PSALMS. 225 135 First Part. L. M. Sharon. Exhortation to praise God. 1 pRAISE ye the Lord — exalt his name, While in his holy courts ye wait, Ye saints, that to Ins house fjelong, Or stand attending at his gate. 2 Praise ye the Lord — the Lord is good — To praise his name is sweet employ : Israel he chose of old, and still His church is his peculiar joy. 135 Second Part. C. M. Corinth. 1 AWAKE, ye saints, to praise your King, Your sweetest passions raise ; Your pious pleasure, while you sing, Increasing with the praise. mf 2 Great is the Lord — and works unknown Are his divine employ ; But still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy. 3 Heaven, earth, and sea confess his hand ; He bids the vapors rise ! < Lightning and storm, at his command, f Sweep through the sounding skies. — 4 All power that gods or kings have claimed, Is found with him alone ; But heathen gods A\a\\ ne'er be named, Where our Jehovah's known. 5 Ye nations, know the living God, Serve him with holy fear : He makes the churches his abode, And claims your honors there* 135 Third Part. C. M. St. Martin's. 1 OH praise the Lord with one consent, And magnify las name : Let all the servants of the Lord His worthy praise proclaim. 2 For this our truest interest is, Glad hymns of praise to sing ; 22G PSALMS. And with loud songs to bless his name, A most delightful thill'.-. 3 That God is great, we often have J5\" glad experience found ; And Been how he, wiih wondrous power, Above all gods is crowned. f 4 Oh praise the Lord with one consent, And magnify his name ; Let all the servants of the Lord His worthy praise proclaim. 136 First Part. L. M. Bracer Divine Goodness and Compassion celebrated. Semi-chorus. 1 rj-IVE to our God immortal praise ; Mercy and truth are all his ways ; Chorus. Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. Semi-cborus. 2 He built the earth — he spread the sky, And fixed the starry lights on high : His mercies ever shall endure, When suns and moons shall shine no more. Semi-chorus. 3 He sent his Son with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave: Chorus. Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. Semi -chorus. 4 Give to the Lord of lords renown ; The King of kings with glory crown: Ctnrus. His mercies ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no more. 136 Second Part. C. M. Judca. Wcstford 1 GIVE thanks to God, the sovereign Lord, Chorus. His mercies still endure : And be the King of kings adored ; Chorus. His truth is ever sure. PSALMS. 227 Solo. 2 What wonders hath his wisdom done! How mighty is his hand! Solo. Heaven, earth, and sea he framed alone ; Chorai How wide is his command! P 3 He saw the nations dead in sin: He felt his pity move : How sad the state the world was in! How boundless was his love ! Solo. — 4 He sent to save us from our wo ; His goodness never fails : From death and hell, and every foe ; And still his grace prevails. c f 5 Give thanks to God, the heavenly King ; His mercies still endure : Let all the earth his praises sing ; His truth is ever sure. 136 Third Part. 7s. Adullum - Semi-chorus. 1 LET us, with a joyful mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind ; For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 2 He, with all-commanding might, Filled the new-made world with light : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Sc!o or Semi-: 3 All things living he doth feed : His full hand supplies their need: Chorus. For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Solo or Serr.i-:v 4 He Ins chosen race did bless, In the wasteful wilderness : 2^8 PSALMS. Chorus. For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Solo or Semi-chorus. 5 He hath, with a piteous eye, Looked upon our misery : Ckan* " For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. Chorus. ff G Let us then, with joyful mind, Praise the Lord, forhe is kind : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 136 Fourth Part. H. M. Harwich. Semi -chorus. 1 GIVE thanks to God most high, The universal Lord ; The sovereign King of kings: And be his grace adored. Chorus. Thy mercy, Lord, And ever sure Shall still endure, Abides thy word. Semi-ch-rus. 2 How mighty is his hand ! What wonders hath he done! He formed the earth and seas, And spread the heavens alone. Chorus. His power and grace And let his name Are still the same ; Have endless praise. Semi-chorus. 3 He saw the nations lie, All perishing in sin, And pitied the sad state The ruined world was in. Chorus. Thy mercy, Lord, And ever sure Shall still endure ; Abides thy word. Semi -chorus. 4 He sent his only Son To save us from our wo, From Satan, sin, and death, And every hurtful foe. Chorus. His power and grace And let his name Are still the same, Have endless praise. PSALMS. 229 5 Give thanks aloud to God, To God the heavenly King ; And let the spacious earth, His works and glories sing. Thy mercy, Lord, And ever sure Shall still endure ; Abides thy word. 137 First Part. 10s. Savannah. Lamenting the Desolations of Zion. 1 A LONG the banks where Babel's current flows, Our captive bands in deep despondence strayed, While Zion's fail in sad remembrance rose, Her friends, her children, mingled with the dead. 2 The tuneless harp, that once with joy we strung, mf When praise employed and mirth inspired the lay, P In mournful silence — on the willows hung, Len And growing grief prolonged the tedious day. mf i'3 Our hard oppressors, to increase our wo, With taunting smiles a song of Zion claim; Bid sacred praise in strains melodious flow, While they blaspheme the great Jehovah's name. mP 4 But how, in heathen chains, and lands unknown, Shall Israel's sons a song of Zion raise ? — 0 hapless Salem, God's terrestrial throne, Thou land of glory — sacred mount of praise ;■ — 5 If e'er my memory lose thy lovely name, If my cold heart neglect my kindred race, Let dire destruction seize this guilty frame : My hand shall perish >and my voice shall cease. 137 Second Part. L. M. Sunderland. 1 WHEN we, our wearied limbs to rest, Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream, We wept— with doleful thoughts oppressed, And Zion was our mournful theme. 2 Our harps, that, when with joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, With silent strings, neglected hung, On willow trees that withered there. 20 £*0 PSALMS. 3 How shall we tune our voice to sing, t)»* touch our harps with skilful hands? Shall hymns of'joy, to God our King, Be sung by slaves in foreign lands? 4 O Salem, our once happy scat ! When I of thee forgetful prove, Let then my trembling hand i The tuneful strings with art to move. °»f 5 If I to mention thee forhear, Eternal silence seize my tongue ; > Or if I sing one cheerful air, f Till thy deliverance is my song. 137 Third Part. L. M. Danvers 1 WHY, on the bending willows hung, Israel! still sleeps thy tuneful string? — Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, And Zion's song denies to sing? 2 Awake ! — thy sweetest raptures raise ; Let harp and voice unite their strains : < Thy promised King his sceptre sways ; f Jesus, thine own Messiah, reigns ! — 3 No taunting foes the song require : No strangers mock thy captive chain: But friends provoke the silent lyre, And brethren ask the holy strain. 4 Nor fear thy Salem's hills to wrong, If other lands thy triumph share: < A heavenly city claims thy song ; f A brighter Salem rises there. — 5 By foreign streams no lomrer roam : Nor, weepincr, think of Jordan's Hood: < In every clime^ehold a home, f In every temple see thy God. 137 Fourth Part. S. M. Pcntonville. 1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, The church, our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. PSALMS. 231 2 I love thy church, O God ! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. P 3 For her my tears shall fall ; For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be given, Till toils and cares shall end. — 4 Bevond my highest joy f prize lier heavenly ways, Her sweet communion — solemn vows, f Her hymns of love and praise. — 5 Jesus, thou friend divine, Our Saviour, and our King, f Thv hand from every snare and foe, Shall great deliverance bring. J T 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, — To Zion'shall be given f The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 138 L. M. Brewer. Praise for divine Protection. f "1 \ylTH all my powers of heart and tongue, I'll praise my Maker in my song ; Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. p 2 To God I cried, when troubles rose ; He heard me, and subdued mv foes ; He did my rising fears control, •* And strength diffused through all my soul. — 3 Amid a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guarded by thy hand; Tny words my fainting soul revive, Ana* keep mjr dying faith alive. f 4 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord ; I'll sing the wonders of thy word ; Not allthe works and names below, So much thy power and glory show. 232 PSALMS. 139 First Part. L. M. Lynn. Omniscience and Omnipresence of God. p 1 TOItI),thou hast searched and seen me thro', Thine eye commands with piercing view, My rising and my resting hours. My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 2 My thoughts, before they arc my own, Are to my God distinctly known : He knows the words I mean to speak, Ere from my opening lips they break. 3 Within thy circling power I stand, On every side I find thy hand: mf Awake — asleep — at home — ahroad, I am surrounded still with God. p 4 Amazing knowledge! — vast and great! f AVhat large extent!— what lofty height! My soul, with all the powers 1 boast, Is in the boundless prospect lost. Aff 5 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er i rove — where'er 1 rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Len Consent to sin — for God is there. 139 Second Part. L. M. Bath 1 THOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known My rising np and lying down ; My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceived by me. 2 Could I so false, so faithless prove, To leave thy service, and thy love — Where, Lord, could 1 thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run? 3 If up to heaven 1 take my flight, Tis there thou dwell'st, enthroned in light, Or sink to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there almighty vengeance reigns. 4 Or should 1 try to slum thy sight, Beneath the sable wings of night, One glance from thee— one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. PSALMS. 233 5 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes ; Through midnight shades thou find'st thy Way, As in the blazing noon of day. AC 6 Search, O my God ! my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurks in any part ; Correct me, where I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect way. 139 Third Part. L. M. Bath God our Creator and Preserver. 1 'TWAS from thy hand, mv God, I came, A work of such a curious frame : In me thy fearful wonders shine, And each proclaims thy skill divine. 2 Great God, my feeble nature pays Immortal tribute to thy praise ; Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 3 These on my heart are still impressed ; With these I give mine eves to rest ; And at my waking hour I find God and his love possess my mind. 139 Fourth Part. C. M. Dundee Omniscience and Omnipresence of God. Aff 1 IN all my vast concerns with thee, In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks — my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, Before they're formed within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 20* 234 PSALMS. ™f 4 Oh! wondrous knowledge — deep and high! > Where can a creature hide? — Within thy circling arms 1 lie, Enclosed on every side. mf 5 So let thy grace surround me still, Ami like a bulwark pro To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. 189 Fifth Part. C. M. Spencer 1 LORD, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown ? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire, In heaven thy glorious throne. 2 Should I suppress my vital breath, To 'scape tne wrath divine: Thy voice would break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 3 If, winged with beams of morning light, I fly beyond the VI Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 4 If o'er my sins I think to draw The curtains of the night : The Haming eyes that guard thy law, Would turn the shades to light. 5 The beams of noon — the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee : Art" Oh may 1 ne'er provoke that power, From which I cannot flee. 139 Sixth Part. C. M. Med field. God our Creator and Preserver. 1 WHEN I with | (leasing wonder stand, And all my frame survey ; Lord, 'tis thy work — I ov\ n thy hand That built my humble clay. 4J My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill ; And hourly blessings from thy hands, Thv thoughts of love reveaf. PSALMS. 235 3 And when I count thy mercies o'er, They till me with surpri.se ; all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. 4 These on my heart by night I keep ; How kind, how dear to me ! Oh ! may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee ! 139 Seventh Part. C. M. Dundee, 1 JEHOVAH. God ! thy gracious power On even' hand we - Oh may the blessings of each hour Lead all our thoughts to thee ! 2 If. on the wings of morn, we speed T" earth's remotest hound, Thy hand will there our journey lead, Thine arm our path surround" 3 Thy power is in the ocean deeps, And readies to the ski - : Thine eye of mercy never sleeps, Thy goodness never dies. 4 From morn till noon — till latest eve, Thy hand, O God, we see : And all the blessings we receive, Proceed alone from thee. 5 In all the varying scenes of time, On thee our hopes depend : In every acre — in even* clime, Our father and our Friend. 1 40 S. M. Hudson. Divine Protection acknowledged and implored. 1 JEHOVAH. God most high! Thou art the God I own : p Oh let my supplicating cry Be heard before thy throne. - 2 Great God, thy sovereign power Salvation can impart : Thy shield, in every dangerous hour, Has sheltered o'er my heart. 23G PSALMS. 3 Do thou my foes repel, Their dark designs restrain; t So shall the powers of earth or hell Assault my soul in vain. 141 L. M. Winchester. Daily Devotion. 1 MY God, accept my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house ; And let my nightly worship rise, Sweet as the evening sacrifice. 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From every rash and heedless word; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path, where sinners lead. 3 Oh, may the righteous, when I stray, Smite, and reprove my wandering way; Their gentle words, like ointment shed, < Shall never bruise, but cheer my head, mp 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief; < And by mv warm petitions, prove mf How much I prize their faithful love. 143 L. M. Midway. Longing for Spiritual Light and Comfort. Aff * ]M^ "r>nteous Judge — my gracious God, Hear, when 1 spread my hands abroad; I cry for succor from thy throne, Oh! make thy truth and mercy known. 2 For thee I pray — for thee I mourn ; When wilt thou, gracious Lord, return? Shall all my joys on earth remove ? Wilt thou forever hide thy love? 3 I lift my hands to thee again, And thirst like parched lands for rain ; Oh ! let me hear thy gracious voice — So shall my wear}" soul rejoice. 4 My thoughts in musing silence trace Tr\e ancient wonders of thy grace ; Thence I derive a glimpse of hope, To bear my sinking spirit up. PSALMS. 237 5 Teach me, O Lord, thy holy will, And lead me to thy heavenly hill : Oh let the Spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. 144 First Part. CM. Stamford. t 1 pOREVKIt blessed be the Lord, My Saviour, and my shield; He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the held. 2 When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care; Instructs me in the heavenly light, And guards me through the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine My fainting hope shall raise; He makes the glorious victory mine, And his shall be the praise. 144 Second Part. C M. Bether. God's condescending Goodness to Man. 1 LORD, what is man — poor feeble man, Born of the earth at first ? His life a shadow — light and vain, Still hastening to the dust. 2 Oh ! what is feeble, dying man, Or all his sinful race, I That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace ! — 3 That God who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above, While terrors wait his awful frown — f How wondrous is his love ! 145 First Part. L. M. Winchester. -Ill Praise due to God. 1 TYTY God, my king, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days ; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. 238 PSALMS. 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy works with boundless glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine ; f Let every realm with joy proclaim The sound and honor oi'tliy name. 4 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise ; And unborn a^es make my song The joy and triumph of their tongue. p 5 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds; f Vast — and unsearchable thy ways ! ff Vast — and immortal be thy praise ! 145 Second Part. C. M. St. Ann's 1 LONG as I live, I'll bless thy name, My King, my God of love ; My work and joy shall be the same, In brighter worlds above. 2 Great is the Lord — his power unknown, Oh let his praise be great ; I'll sing the honors of thy throne, Thy works of grace repeat. 3 Thy grace shall dwell upon my tongue ; And while my lips rejoice, The men who hear my sacred song, Shall join their cheerful voice. 4 Fathers to sons shall tell thy name, And children learn thy ways ; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. 5 The world is governed by thy hand, Thy saints are ruled by love ; f And thine eternal kingdom stands, Though rocks and hills remove. PSALMS 239 145 Third Part. C. If. Corinth. mP 1 SWEET is the memory of thy grace, My God, my heavenly King ; < Let age to age thy righteousness f Jn sounds of glory sing. ' f 2 God reigns on high — but ne'er confines His goodness to the skies ; Through all the earth his bounty shines, And every want supplies. p 3 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine anger moves ! — < But soon he sends his"pardouing word, f To cheer the souls lie loves. dol 4 Sweet is the memory of thy grace, My God. my heavenly King ; < Let age to age thy righteousness f In sounds of glory sing. 145 Fourth Part. C. M. Berwick. I ' 1 GREAT is the Lord !— our souls adore ! We wonder while we praise ; Thy power, O God, who can explore, Or equal honor raise ? 2 How large thy tender mercies are ! How wide thy grace extends ! On thy beneficence and care The universe depends. 3 Thy praise shall be my constant theme , How wondrous is thy power ! I'll speak the honors of thy name, And bid the world adore. 4 Thv name shall dwell upon my tongue, While suns shall set and rise*; And tune my everlasting song In realms beyond the skies. 145 Fifth Part. C. M. Dunchurch. 1 LET every tongue thy goodness speak, Thou sovereign Lord of all; Thy powerful hands uphold the weak> And raise the poor that fall. 240 PSALMS. 2 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food ; Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 3 Thy mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere ; Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love Is joined with holy Tear. 4 My lips shall dwell upon thy praise, And spread thy fame abroad; Let all the sons of Adam raise The honors of their (rod. 145 Sixth Part. C. M. Bedford 1 TO thee, my righteous King and Lord, My grateful soul I'll raise; From day to day thy works record, And ever sing thy praise. 2 Thy greatness human thought exceeds; Thy glory knows no end ; The lasting record of* thy deeds Through ages shall descend. 3 Thy wondrous acts, thy power, and might, My constant theme snail be ; That song shall be my soul's delight, Which breathes in praise to thee. mp 4 The Lord is bountiful and kind, His anger slow to move ; All shall his tender mercies find, And all his goodness prove. — 5 From all thy works, O Lord, shall spring The sound of joy and nraise ; Thy saints shall of thy glory sing. And show the world thy ways. f 6 Throughout all ages shall endure Thine everlasting reign; Thine high dominion, firm and sure, Forever shall remain. PSALMS. 241 14G First Part. L. If. Mendon. Praise to God for his Perfection* and Providence. 1 pRAISK ye the Lord— my heart shall join In wort so pleasant, so divine; My day.- of praise shall ne'er be past, \Vhile lite, and thought, and being last. 2 Hap[)y the man, whosu hopes rely On Israel's God — he made the sky, And earth, . with all their train ; And none shall find his promise vain. 3 His trntfa forever stands secure : He saves the oppressed— he feeds the poor ; Pe helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fathei 4 He loves the saints — he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell; — f Thy God. O Zion, ever reigns : Praise him In everlasting strains. 146 Second Part. L. P. VL St. Helen's. 1 I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise <\ilii] ne'er be oast, YVhiJe life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 How blest the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God — he made the And earth, and seas, with all their train; His truth forever stands secure ; He saves the oppressed— he feeds the poor, And none shah find his promise vain. 3 I'll praise him, while he lends me breath; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shad employ my nobler powers: MV days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortalitv endures. 21 242 PSALMS. 147 CM. Warwick. 1 "WITH songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high ; Over the heavens he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 2 He sends his showers of hlessing down To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grcss the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 His steady councils change the face Of each revolving year; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. 4 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow Descend and clothe the ground ; The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 5 He sends his word and melts the snow, The fields no longer mourn ; p He calls the warmer gales to blow, — And bids the spring return. 6 The changing wind — the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word : f With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 148 First Part. L. M. Old Hundred. 1 TOUD hallelujahs to the Lord, [dwell: From distant worlds, where creatures Let heaven begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. 2 Wide as his vast dominion lies, Make the Creator's name be known; Loud as his thunder shout his praise, And sound it lofty as his throne. p<3 Jehovah ! — 'tis a glorious word! nrf Oh ! may it dwell on every tongue I But saints, who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song. PSALMS. 243 4 Speak of the wonders of that love Which Gabriel plays on every chord : f From all below — anJ all above, ff Loud hallelujahs to the Lord ! 148 Second Part. S. M. St. Thomas. ' ' 1 LET every creature join To praise th' eternal God ; Ye heavenly hosts, the song begin, And sound his name abroad. 2 Thou sun, with golden beams, And moon, with paler rays ; Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames, Shine to your Maker's praise. 3 He built those worlds above, And fixed their wondrous frame : By his command they stand or move, And ever speak his name. 4 Uy all his works above, His honors be expressed ; But saints, who taste his saving love, Should sing his praises best. 148 Third Part. C. P. M. Rapture. Km. 1 1 1 BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise th' Almighty's name : Lo ! heaven and earth, and seas and skies, In one melodious concert rise, To swell th' inspiring theme. 2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode, Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God ; P? f Ye thunders, speak his power: — Lo ! on the lightning's riery wing <: In triumph walks th' eternal King: f> Th' astonished worlds adore. — 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, To join the thunders of the skies, f Praise him, who bids you roll; — P His praise in softer notes declare, PP Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. 244 PSALMS. — 4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing; Ye feathered warblers of the spring, mP Harmonious anthems raise To him who shaped your liner mould, Who tipped your glittering wings with gold, — And tuned your voice to praise. f 5 Let man, by nobler passions swayed, Let man, in God's own image made, His breath in praise employ ; Spread wide his Maker's name around, lill heaven shall echo back the sound. In songs of holy joy. 148 Fourth Part. H. M. DanocWs. 1 f 1 YE boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's name : His praise your songs employ Above the starry frame : Your voices raise, * And seraphim, Ye cherubim, To sing his praise. 2 Let all adore the Lord, And praise his holy name, By whose almighty word They all from nothing came; And all shall last, His firm decree From changes free ; | Stands ever fast. 148 Fifth Part. II. M. Ilanoich. ' ' 1 YE tribes of Adam, join With heaven, and earth, and seas, And otTer notes divine To your Creator's praise. Ye holy throng In worlds of light Of angels bright, | Begin the song. 2 The shining worlds above h\ glorious order stand, Or in swift courses move By his supreme command. He spake the word, From nothing carao And all their frame To praise the Lord, PSALMS. 245 3 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love : While earth and sky I His saints shall raise Attempt his praise, His honors high. 148 Sixth Part. 8s & 7s. Westborovgh. f 1 PRAISE the Lord ! ye heavens, adore him ; Praise him, angels in the height; Sun and moon, rejoice before him; Praise him, all ye stars of light ! Hallelujah, Amen. 2 Praise the Lord — for he hath spoken ; Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; Laws winch never can be broken, For their guidance he hath made. Hallelujah, Amen. 3 Praise the Lord — for he is glorious ; Never shall his promise tail ; God hath made his saints victorious, Sin and death shall not prevail. Hallelujah, Amen. 4 Praise the God of our salvation, Hosts on high his power proclaim ; Heaven and earth, and all creation, Praise and magnify his name ! hallelujah, Amen. 149 First Part. C. M. Nottingham. U 1 ALL ye that love the Lord, rejoice, And let your songs be new ; Amidst the church, with cheerful voice, His later wonders shew. 2 The Jews, the people of his grace, Shall their Redeemer sing ; And Gentile nations join the praise, While Zion owns ner King. 3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just, Whom sinners treat with scorn ; The meek, who lie despised in dust, Salvation shall adorn. 21* 24tj PSALMS. 4 Saints shall he joyful in their King, E'en on a dying bed : And like the souls in glory sing, For God sli all raise the dead. 5 When Christ his judgment-seat ascends, And bids the world appear, Thrones are prepared for all his friends, Who humbly loved him here. 149 Second Part. 10s & lis. St. MichaeTs. ''10 PRAISE ye the Lord! prepare your glad voice, His praise in the great assembly to sing; In their great Creator let all men rejoice, And heirs of salvation be glad in their King. 2 Let them his great name devoutly adore ; In loud swelling strains his praises express, Who graciously opens his bountiful store, Their wants to relieve, and his children to bless. 3 With glory adorned, his people shall sing To God, who defence and plenty supplies : Their loud acclamations to him, their great King, Thro' earth shall be sounded, and reach to the skie9. 4 Ye angels above, his glories who've sung, In loftiest notes, now publish his praise: We mortals, delighted, would borrow your tongue ; Would join in your numbers, and chant to your lays. 150 First Part. L. M. Brewer. f "1 f)H praise the Lord in that blest place, From whence his goodness largely flows: Praise him in heaven — where he liis face Unveiled in perfect glory shows. 2 Praise him for all the mighty acts, Which he in our behalf hath done ; His kindness this return exacts, With which our praise should equal run. Let all who vital breath enjoy, The breath he doth to them afford, J n just returns of praise employ : Let every creature praise the Lord. . PSALMS. 247 150 Second Part. L. M. Rothicell f ' '1 PRAISE ye the Lord — let praise employ, In his own courts, your songs of joy; The spacious firmament around Shall echo back the joyful sound. 2 Recount his works in strains divine, His wondrous works — how bright they shine! Praise him for all his mighty deeds, Whose greatness all your praise exceeds. 3 Awake the trumpet's lofty sound, To spread your sacred pleasure round ; Awake each voice — and strike each string, And to the solemn organ sing. 4 Let all, whom life and breath inspire, Attend, and join the blissful choir; But chiefly ye, who know his word, Adore, and love, and praise the Lord ! 150 Third Part. C. M. St. Ann's. 1 1 1 IN God's own house pronounce his praise, His grace he there reveals : To heaven your joy and wonder raise, For there his glory dwells. 2 Let all your sacred passions move, A\ nile you rehearse his deeds ; But still the work of saving love, Your highest praise exceeds. 3 All that have motion, life, and breath Proclaim your Maker blest ; Yet when my voice expires in death, My soul shall praise nim best. 150 Fourth Part. 6s &, 4s. Italian Hymn. 1 PRAISE ye Jehovah's name, Praise through his courts proclaim, Rise and adore : High o'er the heavens above Sound his great acts of love, While his rich grace we prove, Vast as his power. 348 PSALMS. 2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise, Wide as his fame : There let the harp be found ; Organs, with solemn sound. Roll your deep notes around, Filled with his name. 3 While his high praise ye sing, Shake every sounding string ; Sweet the accord ! He vital breath bestows ; Let every breath that flows His noblest fame disclose — Praise ye the Lord. 150 Fifth Part. 7s. Lincoln. 1 PRAISE the Lord—his glory bless— Praise him in his holiness ; Praise him as the theme inspires} Praise him as his fame requires. 2 Let the trumpet's lofty sound Spread its loudest notes around ' Let the harp unite in praise, With the sacred minstrel's lays. 3 Let the organ join to bless God, the Lord of righteousness; Tune your voice to spread the fame Of the'great Jehovah s name. 4 All who dwell beneath his light, In his praise your hearts mite ; While the stream of song is poured, Praise and magnify the Lord. 150 Sixth Part. 7s. PleycVs Hymn. f 1 PRAISE — oh praise the name divine, Praise him at the hallowed shrine ; Let the firmament on high To its Maker's praise reply. 2 All who vital breath enjoy, In his praise that breath employ ; ff Heaven and earth the chorus join ; Praise— oh praise the name divine. DOXOLOGIES. 249 L. M. TO God the Father— God the Son, And God the Spirit — three in one, Be honor, praise, and glory given, By all on earth — and all in heaven. 2 C. M. LET God, the Father, and the Son, And Spirit he adored, Where there are works to make him known, Or saints to love the Lord. J S. M. YE angels round the throne, And saints that dwell below, Worship the Father — love the Son, And bless the Spirit too. [ H. M. TO God the Father's throne Perpetual honors raise ; Glory to God the Son ; To God the Spirit praise : With all our powers, j Thy name we sing, Eternal King, While faith adores. O /s. SING we to our God above Praise eternal as his love. Praise him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 6 8. 7. 4. GREAT Jehovah ! we adore thee, God the Father, God the Son, God the Spirit, joined in glory On the same eternal throne : Endless praises To Jehovah, three in one. HYMNS PUBLIC WORSHIP. , HYMNS, THE HOLY SCRIPTURES. C. M. Dedbam. MedfunL Revelation icelconud. 1 HAIL, sacred truth! whose piercing rays Dispel the shades of nigh! : Diffusing o'er the mental world, The healing beams of light. 2 Jesus, thy word, with friendly aid, Restores our wandering feet : Converts the sorrows of the mind To joys divinely sweet. 3 Oh ! send thy light and truth abroad In all their radiant blaze : And bid th' admiring world adore The glories of thy grace. L. M. Duke Street. Divine Authority of the Bible. 1 'TWAS by an order from the Lord, The ancient prophets spoke his word ; His Spirit did their tongues inspire, And warm their hearts with heavenly fire. 2 Great God ! mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ; There my Redeemer's face I see, And read his name who died for me. 3 Let the false raptures of the mind Be lost and vanish in the wind : Here I can fix mv hope secure ; This is thy word — and must endure. C. M. Christmas. Tolland. The Bible the Light of the World. 1 WHAT glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun: It ffives a light to every age : ft gives— -but borrows none. 6 aa 254 HYMNS. 2 The power that gave it still supplies The gracious light and heat: Its truths upon the nations rise; They rise — but never set. f f t 3 Let everlasting thanks he thine For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 4 Mv soul rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. Tt C. M. Devizes. Arlington 1 HOW precious is the book divine, By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp, its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven. > 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts, mp In this dark vale of tears ; mf i f Life, light, and joy it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. > 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night < Of life, shall guide our way ; f Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. r C. M. Warwick. Medfield. ** The Bible suited to the Wants of Mankind. 1 FATHER of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines ' Forever be thy name adored For these celestial lines ! > 2 Here may the wretched sons of want — Exhaustless riches find ; Riches, above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here springs of consolation rise To cneer the fainting mind ; And thirsty souls receive supplies, And sweet refreshment fina. HYMNS. 255 4 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around ; f Ana life, and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound! *£ 5 Oli may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 6 Divine Instructed gracious Lord, Be thou forever near; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there ! O C. r. ML Columbia. Aithlone. 1 HOW precious, Lord, thy sacred word ! What light and joy those leaves afford To souls in deep distress ! Thy precepts guide our doubtful way, Thy tear forbids our feet to stray. Thy promise leads to rest. 2 Thy threatenings wake our slumbering eyes, And warn us where our danger lies ; But lis thy gospel. Lord, That makes the guilty conscience clean, Converts the soul, and conquers sin, And gives a free reward. 7 C. If. Litchfield. Eustis. mp 1 OPPRESSED with guilt, and full of fears, I come to thee, my'Lord; While not a ray of hope appears, But in thy holy word. — 2 The volume of my Father's grace Does all my gnef dispel : mf Here I behold my Saviour's face, And learn to do his will. XBf 3 Here living water freely flows, To cleanse me from my sin ; 'Tis here the tree of knowledge grows, Nor danger dwells therein. Aff 4 Oh! may thy counsels, misfhty God, My roving feet commancl; Nor'I forsake the happy road, That leads to thy right hand. 256 HYMNS. q L M Uxb ridge. Ward. O Delight in the Scriptures. 1 I LOVE the sacred book of God ; No other can its place supply: It points me to the saints1 abode, And lifts my joyful thoughts on high. 2 Blest book ! in thee my eyes discern The image of my absent Lord: From thine instructive page 1 learn The joys his presence will afford. 3 But while I'm here, thou shalt supply His place, and tell me of his love : I'll read with faith's discerning eye, And thus partake of joys above. *7 C. Iff. Ormond. Dundee. 1 GREAT God ! with wonder and with praise, On all thy works I look ; But still thy wisdom, power, and grace, Shine brightest in thy book. 2 Here are my choicest treasures hid ; Here my best comfort lies ; Here my desires are satisfied, And here my hopes arise. 3 Lord, make me understand thy law ; Show what my faults have teen; And from thy gospel let me draw Pardon for all my sin. 10 L. M. Bath. Hingham. 1 NOW let my soul, eternal King! To thee its grateful tribute brine: My knee with humble homage bow ; My tongue perforin its solemn vow. 2 All nature stags thy boundless love, In worlds below — and worlds above: But in thy blessed word I trace, Diviner wonders of thy grace. 3 There what delightful truths I read ! > There I behold the Saviour bleed : — His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart, and checks my fear. HYMNS. 257 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, > And gives my laboring conscience peace ; — liaises my grateful passions high, And points to mansions in the sky. mf 5 For love like this, oh let my song, Through endless years, thy praise prolong ; Let distant climes thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. 11 BEING AND ATTRIBUTES OF GOD. L. M. Lowell. Springfield. Dunstan. Existence of God manifest from his Works. 1 THERE is a God — all nature speaks, Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies ; See, from the clouds his glory breaks, When earliest beams of morning rise. 2 The rising sun, serenely bright, Throughout the world's extended frame. Inscribes^ in characters of light, His mighty Maker's glorious name, mp 3 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er. Confess the footsteps of your God ; — p Bow down before him — and adore. 12 C. M. London. Burford. Eternity of God. 1 GREAT God ! how infinite art thou !— What worthless worms are we ! — Let all the race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2 Thv throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made : Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations "dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years, Stands present in thy view : To thee there's nothing old appears; Great God ! there's nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares ; While thine eternal thought moves on Thine undisturbed affairs, 22* 258 HYMNS. p 5 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! — What worthless worms are we! — — Let all the race of creatures how, t And pay their praise to thee. 1 q C. M. Greenfield. Berwick. ■*- ** God the Creator. 1 ETERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise, Thee all thy creatures sing ; While with thy name, rocks,' hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace ring. 2 Thv hand — how wide it spread the sky ! How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dve, And starred with sparkling gokf. 3 Thv glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight. 4 Almighty power, and equal skill Shine through the worlds abroad; Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder — God. 5 But still, the wonders of thy grace Our warmer passions move; Here we behold our Saviour's face, And we adore his love. 14 C. M. London. Bedford. 1 GREAT first of beings! mighty Lord Of all this wondrous frame ! Produced by thy creating word, The worlcl from nothing came. 2 Thv voice sent forth the high command, 'Twas instantly obeyed ; And through thy goodness all things stand, Which by thy power were made. 3 Lord ! for thy glory shine the whole ; They all re'flect thy tight : For this in course the planets roll, And day succeeds the night. 4 For this the earth its produce yields, For this the waters flow ; And blooming plants adorn the fields, Ami trees aspiring grow. 15 16 HYMNS. 259 5 Inspired with praise, our minds pursue This wise and noble end, That all we think, and all we do, Shall to thy glory tend. CM. St. Martin's. 1 THE God of nature and of grace, in all his works appears; His goodness through the earth we trace, His grandeur in the spheres. 2 How excellent, O Lord, thy name, In all creation's lines ! Spread through eternity, thy fame With rising lustre shines. 3 Millions before thy presence stand, Who feel, while tney adore, Fulness of joy, at thy right hand, And pleasures evermore. L. M. Effingham. Rothwell. 1 NATURE, with all her powers, shall sing Her great Creator and her King : Nor air, nor earth, nor skies, nor seas Deny the tribute of their praise. 2 Ye seraphs, who sit near his throne, Begin to make his glories known, I Tune high your harps, and spread the sound Throughout creation's utmost bound. 3 Oh ! may our ardent zeal employ Our loftiest thoughts, and loudest songs , Let there be sung, with warmest joy, Hosanna from ten thousand tongues. mP 4 Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame Attempfs in vain to reach thv name : — The highest notes that angels raise, Fall far below thy glorious praise. I m L. M. Old Hundred. Hague. *■ • God self-existent and immutable. 1 ALL-POWERFUL, self-existent God, Who all creation dost sustain ! Thou wast, and art, and art to come. And everlasting is thy reign. 18 2(J0 HYMNS. 2 Fixed and eternal as thy days, Bach glorious attribute divine, Through ages infinite, shall still With undiminished lustre shine. 3 Fountain of being ! Source of good ! Immutable dost thou remain ; Nor can the shadow of a change Obscure the glories of thy reign. 4 Earth may with all her powers dissolve, , [fsuch the great Creator's will: But thou forever art the same ; " I am" is thy memorial still. C. M. Spencer. God almighty and omnipresent. 1 GREAT God, thy penetrating eye Pervades my inmost powers : With awe profound my wondering soul Falls prostrate, and adores. 2 To be encompassed round with God, The holy and the just; m** Armed with omnipotence to save, p Or crumble me to dust — 3 Oh, how tremendous is the thought! Deep may it be impressed ! And may thy Spirit firmly grave This truth within my breast! - 4 Begirt with thee, my fearless soul p The gloomy vale shall tread; f And thou wilt bind th' immortal crown Of glory on my head. 19 CM. Spencer. St. Austin's. 1 WHERE'ER,throughall his works, we send Our roving eyes abroad, The various objects all conspire To lead our souls to God ; — 2 That God, whose word all nature formed, Whose eye all nature sees ; Whose hand all nature rules, sustains, Or crushes, as he please ; — J3 Before1 whom high and dazzling throne Myriads of angels bow; Whose smile is everlasting bliss — > Whose frown is endless' wo. HYMNS. 261 p 4 Low at his feet, then, O my sou], In prostrate homage fall ; <: Make him thy fear, thy love, thy trust, mf Thy joy, thy God, thy all. 20 C. M. Patmos. Rochester. God searching the Heart. 1 ' 1 GOD is a spirit, just — and wise ; He sees our inmost mind ; In vain to Heaven we raise our cries, And leave our hearts behind. 2 Nothing but truth before his throne With honor can appear; The painted hypocrites a*e known Through the disguise they wear. 3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies : Their bending knees the ground ; But God abhors the sacrifice, Where not the heart is found. mp 4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways, And make my soul sincere ; — Then shall I stand before thy face, And find acceptance there. 21 L. M. Pomfret. Hingham. Wisdom and Knowledge of God. 1 AWAKE, my tongue — thy tribute bring To him who gave thee power to sing ; Praise him, who is all praise above, The source of wisdom and of love. 2 How vast his knowledge ! how profound! A depth where all our thoughts are drowned! The stars he numbers — and their names He gives to all those heavenly flames. 3 Through each bright world above, behold Ten thousand thousand charms unfold: Earth, air, and mighty seas combine, To speak his wisdom all divine. 4 But in redemption, oh what grace ! Its wonders, oh what thought can trace ! Here wisdom shines forever bright — Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. 2G2 HYMNS. 22 23 C M. Warwick. Litchfield. Goodness of (i nd $een in his "Works. 1 HAIL, great Creator — wise and good ! To thee our songs we ra Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy pr 2 At morning, noon, and evening mild, Fresh wonders strike our new : AlIhI while we gaze, our hearts exult, With transports ever new. 3 Thv glory beams in every star, Which gilds the gloom of night; And decks the smiling face of morn With rays of cheerful light. 4 The lofty hill— the humble lawn. With countless beauties shine ; The silent grove — the awful shade, Proclaim thy power divine. 5 Great nature's God ! still may these scenes Our serious hours engage ! Still may our grateful hearts consult Thy wrorks' instructive page ! 6 And while, in all thy wondrous ways, Thy varied love we see ; Oh may our hearts, great God, be led Through all thy works to thee. L. U Pomfret. Rothwell Goodness of Gud. 1 INDULGENT Lord, thy goodness reigns Through all the wide, celestial plains ; And thence its streams redundant flow, And cheer th' abodes of men below. 2 Through nature's works its glories shine; The cares of providence are thine ; And grace erects our ruined frame, A fairer temple to thy name. 3 Oh ! give to every human heart To taste and feel how good thou art! With grateful love and holy fear, To know how blest thy children are. 4 Let nature burst into a song ; Ye echoing hills, the notes prolong; Earth, seas, and stars, your anthems raise. All vocal with your Maker's praise! HYMNS. 263 S M. Hudson. Mornington. ^4 God our Creator and Benefactor. 1 MY Maker and niv King ! To thee my all I owe ; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring, Whence all my blessings flow. 2 Thou ever gooa and kind ! A thousand reasons move, A thousand obligations bind My heart to grateful love. 3 The creature of thy hand, On thee alone I live ; My God, thy benefits demand More praise than I can give. 4 Lord, what can 1 impart, When all is thine before ; Thv love demands a thankful heart ; The gift, alas ! how poor ! 5 Shall withhold thy due? And shall my passions rove ? Lord, form this* wretched heart anew. And fill it with thy love. 6 Oh let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine ; Let all my powers to thee aspire, And all my days be thine. L. M. Dan vers. Alfreton 1 THIS frame, O God — these noble powers, To thy creating hand I owe : Thy providence preserves me safe, And crowns my every wish below. 2 Oft in the visions of the night, My thoughts o'er all thy mercies rove ; And, every midnight wakeful hour, I trace the wonclers of thy love. 3 The pleasing, unexhausted theme Each rising morn my soul pursues — In fervent prayer ascends to thee, And still her grateful song renews. 4 Thv mercies. Lord, through endless years, Shall all my raptured powers employ ; Yet endless years will only swell My wonder, gratitude, and joy. 25 264 HYMNS. "V C. M. Bolton. Great Milton 1 YP] humble souls, approach your God With songs of sacred praise ; For lie is good — immensely good, And kind are all his ways. 2 All nature owns his guardian care ; In him we live and move ; But nobler benefits declare The wonders of'his love. 3 He ^ave his well beloved Son, lo save our souls from sin ; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known, And proves it all divine. 4 To this sure refuge, Lord, we come, And here our hope relies ; A safe defence — a peaceful home, When storms of trouble rise. 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, The souls who trust in thee ; Their humble hope thou wilt reward With bliss divinely free. 6 Great God, to thy almighty love What honors shall we raise ! Not all the raptured songs above Can render equal praise. £i C. M. St. John's. Eustia. 1 THY goodness, Lord, our souls confess ; Thy goodness we adore ; A spring, whose blessings never fail — A sea without a shore ! 2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love declare In every golden ray; Love draws the curtains of the night, And love brings back the day. 3 Thv bounty every season crowns, With all the bliss it yields ; With joyful clusters loads the vines, With strengthening grain, the fields. 4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, Is in the gospel seen ; There, like a sun, thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between. 28 HYMNS. 265 5 There pardon, peace, and holy joy, Through Jesus' name are given ; He on the cross was lifted high, That we might reign in heaven. CM. Howard's. Brattle Street . 1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love, and praise. 2 Unnumbered comforts to my soul Thy tender care bestowed, Before my infant heart conceived From whom those comforts flowed. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth With heedless steps I ran, Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, And led me up to man. 4 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts My daily thanks employ ; Nor is the least a cheerful heart, That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every period of my life, Thy goodness I'll pursue ; And after death, in distant worlds, The glorious theme renew. f 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise : But oh ! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise ! **$ C. M. Nottingham. London. 1 ETERNAL Power— almighty God! Who can approach thy throne ? Acc«ssless light is thine abode, To angel eyes unknown. 2 Before the radiance of thine eye, The heavens no longer shine ; And all the glories of the sky Are but the shade of thine. »P 3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend To cast a look below ? To this vile world thy notice bend — These seats of sin and wo ? 23 30 2GG HYMNS. 4 How st age! how wondrous is thy love. With trembling wre adore : Not all tlf exalted minds above Its wonders can explore. f 5 While golden harps and angel tongues mid immortal lavs, mp Great God. permit our humble songs f To rise and speak thy praise. C. M. Greenfield. Medford t Crod is Love, 1 AMID the splendors of thy state, O God, thy love appears, P Soft as the radiance of the moon < Among a thousand stars. — y In all thy doctrines and commands, Thy counsels and designs, In every work thy hands have framed, Thy love supremely shines. f 3 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, Thunders thine awful name; P But Zion sings, in melting notes, < The honors of the Lanib. 31 f M 4 Angels and men, the ne>vs proclaim Through earth and heaven above, And all with holv transport sing That God the Lord is love. C. M. Bolton. Ormond. 1 COME, ve that know and fear the Lord, And lift your souls above ; Let every fieart and voice accord, To sing, that God is love. 2 This precious truth his word declares, Ana all his mercies prove ; While Christ, th' atoning Lamb, appears, To show, that God is love. 3 Behold his loving-kindness waits, For those who^from him rove, And calls of mercy reach their hearts, To teach them, God is love. 4 And oh that you, whose hardened hearts No fears of hell can move, > May hear the gospel's milder voice — «p lhat tells you, God is love. 32 HYMNS. 267 5 Oh may we all, while here below, This 'best of blessings prove ; Till wanner hearts — in brighter worlds, Shall shout, that God is love. L. M. Duke Street. Dunstan. Co7idescension of God. 1 1 1 THUS saith the high and lofty One, " 1 sit upon my holy throne ; My name is God — I dwell on high ; Dwell in my own eternity. 2 " But 1 descend to worlds below; On earth I have a mansion too ; The humble spirit and contrite Is an abode ot my delight. 3 ''The humble soul my words revive, I bid the mourning sinner live; Heal all the broken hearts 1 rind, And ease the sorrows of the mind." mp 4 Lord, may thy pardoning ."-race be nigh, Lest we should faint, despair, and die ! mf Then shall our grateful voice declare, How free thv tender mercies are. 33 H. If. Harwich. Darwell's. Faithfulness of God. 1 THE promises 1 sing, Which sovereign love hath spoke; Nor will th' eternal King His words of grace revoke : They stand secure Not Zion's hill And' steadfast still ; Abides so sure. 2 The mountains melt away, When once the Judge appears ; And sun and moon decay, That measure mortal years : But still the same, The 'promise shines In radiant lines Through ail the flame. 3 Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears, When thunders cleave the ground, And dissipate the spheres"; 'Midst all the shock I stand serene, Of that dread scene, | Thy word my rock. 35 268 HYMNS. 34 & M. WestmotelLnd 1 FAITHFUL, O Lord, thy mercies are ; A Rock that cannot move-: A thousand promises declare Thy constancy of love. 2 Throughout the universe it reigns, It stands forever sure ; And while thy truth, O God, remains, Thy goodness shall endure. 6s & 4s. Italian Hymn. The Trinity. 1 COME, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise ! Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and rei^n over us, Ancient of Days. 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, Scatter our enemies, Now make them fall ! Let thine almighty aid Our sure defence he made, Our souls on thee he stayed — mp Lord, hear our call ! — 3 Come, thou, incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword; P Our prayer attend ! — Come, and thy people hies**, Come, give thy word success; Spirit of holiness, On us descend ! 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this jjlad hour ! Thou, who almighty art ; Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. t 5 To thee, great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! HYMNS. 900 Thy sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore ! 0£» C. M. St. Martin's. Medford. OC p . 1 FATHER of glory! to thy name Immortal praise we g Who dost an act of grace proclaim, And bid us rebels live. 2 Immortal honor to the Hon. Who makes thine anger cease : Our lives he ransomed with his own, And died to make our peace. 3 To thy almighty Spirit be Immortal glory given : Whose influenc is near to thee, And trains us up for heaven. 4 Let men. with their united voice, Adore th" eternal God, f And spread ins honors — and their joys, Through nations far abroad. — 5 Let faith, and love, and duty join One general song to raise : f Let saints, in earth and heaven, combine In harmony and praise. & ■ L. If. Monmouth. Dresden. 1 FATHER of heaven ! whose love pro found A ransom for our souls hath found, p Before thy throne we sinners bend : To us thy pardoning love extend. — 2 Almighty Son ! incarnate Word ! Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord! P Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy saving grace extend. — 3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, p Before thy throne we sinners bend : To us thy quickening power extend. «&f 4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit. Son ! Mysterious Godhead ! Three in One ! t Before thy throne we sinners bend ; Grace, pardon, life, to us extend 1 23* 270 HYMNS. OO L. M. Hamburg. Medt IncomprehcTisihl'Tiess of God. 1 WHAT finite power, with ceaseless toil, Can fathom the eternal mintl? Or who tli' almighty Three in One, By searching to perfection find ? 2 Angels and men in vain may raise, Harmonious, their adoring songs ; Tl i eir laboring thoughts sink down oppressed And praises die upon their tongues. p 3 Yet would 1 lift my trembling voice, A portion of his ways to sing; And mingling with his meanest works, < My humble, grateful tribute bring. *3«? C. M. Spencer. Dundee 1 HOW wondrous great — how glorious bright -Must our Creator be ! Who dwells amidst the dazzling light Of an eternal day ! 2 Our soaring spirits upwards rise Toward his celestial throne ; Fain would we see the blessed Three, And the almighty One. 3 Our reason stretches all its wings, And mounts above the skies: But still how far beneath thy feet Our grovelling reason lies! rop 4 Lord, here we bend our humble souls, And awfully adore : < Thy power we feel — thy glory see, > Thy mercy we implore. — 5 With humble notes we raise the song To heaven's almighty King, f While angels tune their nobler powers, And sweep th' immortal string. 40 L. M. Old Hundred. Duke Street Majesty and Dominion of God. 1 COME, O my soul, in sacred lays, Attempt thy great Creator's praise: But, oh, what tongue can speak his fame! What mortal verse can reach the theme ! 41 42 HYMNS. 271 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He glory like a garment wears ; To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs. Omnipotence, with wisdom, shines, His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, hid glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till listening worlds shall join the'song ! L. M. Winchester. Rotterdam. 1 THE Lord, the God of glory, reigns, In robes of majesty arrayed : His rule Omnipotence sustains, And guides the worlds his hand shave made. 2 Ere rolling worlds began to move, Or ere the heavens were spread abroad, Thy awful throne was fixed above ; from everlasting thou art God. 3 The swelling floods tumultuous rise, Aloud the angry tempests roar : Lift their proud billows to the skies, And foam, and lash the trembling shore. 4 The Lord, the mighty God, on high, Controls the fiercely raffing seas ; He speaks — and noise ana tempest fly, The waves sink down in gentle peace. 5 Thv sovereign laws are ever sure, Eternal holiness is thine : And, Lord, thv people shall be pure, And in thy blest resemblance shine. L. M. Ralston. Sunderland. Men not comparable to God. 1 SHALL the vile race of flesh and blood Contend with their Creator, God? Shall mortal worms presume to be More holy, wise, or just, than he? 2 Behold, lie puts his trust in none Of all the spirits round his throne : Their natures, when compared with his, Are neither holy, just, nor wise. 272 HYMNS. 3 Almighty Power, to thee we bow ! How frail are we ! — how glorious thou! No more the son- of earth shall dare With thee — th' eternal (j\h! — compare. ^O L. M. Duke Street. Lowell. Angels the Ministers of God. 1 HIGH on a hill of dazzling light The King of glory spreads his seat, And hosts of angels stretched for flight, Stand waiting round his awful feet. 2 Are they not all thy servants Lord ? At thy command they go and come ; With cheerful haste obey thy word, And guard thy children to their home. A A L. M. Dunstan. Lowell. Perfections of -God combined in his Government. 1 JEHOVAH reigns — his throne is high, His robes are light and majesty ; His glory shines with beams so bright, No mortal can sustain the sight. 2 His terrors keep the world in awe ; His justice guards his holy law; His love reveals a smiling face, His truth and promise seal the grace. 3 Through all his works his wisdom shines, And harries Satan's deep designs ; His power is sovereign to fulfil The noblest counsels of his will, xnp 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my father and my friend? f Then let my songs with angels join ; Heaven is secure, if God be mine. 45 H. II Haddam. 1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on nigh; The garments he assumes Are light and majesty ; His glories shine I No mortal eye With beams so bright, | Can bear the sight. 2 The thunders of his hand Still keep the world in awe ; HYMNS. 273 His wrath and justice stand To guard his holy law : And where his love I His truth confirms Resolves to bless, j And seals the grace. 3 Through all his ancient works Surprising wisdom shines, Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their cursed design? : Strong is his arm, I His great decrees, And snail fulfil | His sovereign will. 4 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend ? And will he write his name, ' My lather, and my friend ?' — I love his name! I Join* all my powers, I love his word ! | And praise the Lord. C. If. Spencer. London. Holiness of Gad, 1 HOLY and reverend is the name Of our eternal Kins : 4 Thrice holy Lord,' the angels cry — 'Thrice holy." let us sing! 2 The deepest reverence of the mind, Pay, O my soul, to God : Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart, To his sublime abode. 3 With sacred awe pronounce his name, \\ 'horn words nor thoughts can reach; A contrite heart shall please him more Than noblest forms of speech. 4 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul From all pollution free : < The pure in heart are thy delight, And they thy face shall see." 46 ■f PROVIDENCE AND GOVERNMENT OF GOD. A~ C. M. Burford. Litchfield. Sovereign Purposes of God. 1 KEEP silence — all created things, And wait your Maker's nod ; My soul stands trembling while she sings The honors of her God. 274 HYMNS. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave to be. 3 His providence unfolds his book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each opening leal— and every stroke, Fulfils some deep design. 4 My God, I would not long to see My fate, with curious eyes — What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 5 In thy fair book of life and grace, Oh may I rind my name, Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord — the Lamb. 48 C. If. Medford. Litchfield. Purposes of God developed by his Providence. 1 GOD moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep, in unfathomable mines, Ol never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sovereign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; The clouds ye so much dread, Are big with mercy — and shall break With blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense. But trust him lor his grace ; Behind a frowning providence, He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste. But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain ; God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. HYMNS. 275 iQ C. M. Ormond. Meilford. The Mysteries of Providence. 1 THY way, O Lord, is in the sea; Thy paths I cannot trace, Noi comprehend the mystery Of thine unbounded grace. 2 'Tis but in part 1 know thy will; I bless thee for the Bight : — When will thy love the rest reveal, In glory's clearer light ? f 3 With rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day In wonder, love, and praise. rr\ C. M. Charming. Patmo9. Almighty Power arid Majesty of God. f 1 THE Lord our God is clothed with might, The winds obey his will ; He speaks — and in his heavenly height The rolling sun stands still. 2 Rebel, ye waves — and o'er the land With threatening aspect roar ! The Lord uplifts Ins awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds of night ! your force combine ! Without his high behest, > Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, pp Disturb the sparrow's nest. — 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, > In distant peals it dies ; f He yokes the whirlwinds to his car, And sweeps the howling skies. mP 5 Ye nations, bend — in reverence bend; Ye monarchs, wait his nod, ff And hi the choral song ascend To celebrate our God. FALL AND NATURAL CHARACTER OF MAN. £ | S. M. Little Marlboro'. Aylesbury. Hope from the Gospel only. 1 GOD'S holy law, transgressed, Speaks nothing but despair ; Burdened with guilt— with grief oppressed, We find no comfort there. 276 HYMNS. 2 Not all our groans and tears, Nor works, which we have done ; Nor vows, nor promises, nor prayers, Can e'er for sin atone. 3 Relief alone is found hi Jesus' precious blood: 'Tis this that heals the mortal wound, And reconciles to God. 4 High lifted on the cross, The spotless victim dies : — This is salvation's only source — Hence all our hopes arise. d£ 8. M. Little Marlboro'. Aylesbury. 1 AH, how shall fallen man Be just before his God ! If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath liis rod. 2 If he our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes, Could we for one of thousand faults A just excuse devise ? 3 All-seeing, powerful God ! Who can with thee contend. Or who that tries th' unequal strife, Shall prosper in the end ? 4 The mountains, in thy wrath, Their ancient seats forsake ! The trembling earth deserts her place, Her rooted pillars shake ! 5 Ah, how shall guilty man Contend with such a God? None — none can meet him, and escape, But through the Saviour's blood. rq S. M. St. Thomas. Calmar. Christ a Light in Darkness. Solo or Semi-chorus. p 1 HOW heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes — Chorus. f Till Christ, with his reviving light, Over our souls arise ! Solo or Semi-chorus. p 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of Heaven j— HYMNS. 277 Chorus. f But in his righteousness arrayed, We see our sins forgiven. Solo or Semi-chorus. P 3 Unholy and impure Are all our thoughts and ways : Chorus. f His hands infected nature cure With sanctifying grace. Solo or S^Tiii-chorus. — 4 The powers ol* hell agree To hold our souls in vain ; Chorus. He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks the cursed chain. Chora. mp 5 Lord, we adore thy ways, To bring us near to God ; — Thy sovereign power — thy healing grace, And thine atoning blood. 04 C. M. Marlow. Howard's. Minor. 1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay, Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day! p 2 With pitying eyes the prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief: — He saw — and — oh amazing love ! — He ran to our relief. t o Down from the shining seats above With joyful haste he fled, — Entered the grave in mortal flesh, P And dwelt among the dead. f n 4 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break, And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. 5 Angels ! assist our mighty jovs, Strike all your harps otgofd; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er'be told. 24 Major. 278 HYMNS. DO Grafton. Litchfield P 1 HOW sad our state by nature is! Our sin — how deep it stains! And Satan holds our captive minds Fast j 1 1 his slavish chains. PM 2 But hark! a voice of sovereign grace Sounds from the sacred word — nf 'Iio! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord.' — 3 My soul obeys the gracious call, And runs to tins relief; I would believe thy promise, Lord ; mP Oh help my unbelief. p 4 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thv kind arms I fall : 56 Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Saviour, ana* my all. C. If. Barby. Spencer 1 GREAT King of glory and of grace ! We own, with humble shame, How vile is our degenerate race, And our first father's name. 2 We live estranged, afar from God, And love the distance well ; With haste we run the dangerous road, That leads to death and hell. 3 And can such rebels be restored! Such natures made divine ! Let sinners see thy glory, Lord, And feel this power of thine. mf 4 We raise our Father's name on high, Who his own Spirit sends, To bring rebellious strangers nigh, And turn his foes to friends. 57 L. If. Uxbridge. 1 ALL-glorious God. what hymns of praise Shall our transported voices raise ! What ardent love and zeal are due, While heaven stands open to our view! 2 Once we were fallen — oh how low ! Just on the brink of endless wo; 58 HYMNS. 279 When Jesus, from the realms above, Borne on the wings of boundless love, — I Scattered the shades of death and night. And spread around his heavenly light ! By him what wondrous grace is shown To souls impoverished and undone! He shows, beyond these mortal shores, A bright inheritance as ours : Where saints in light our coming wait, To share their holy, happy state! L. M. Ilingham. Maiden. Semi-chorus. P 1 BURIED in shadows of the night, We lie till Christ restores the light; — Chorus. *" Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind. Serui-chorus. p 2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears, Till his atoning blood appears : — Chorus. *" Then we awake from deep distress, And sing " the Lord our righteousness." PQ C. M. Spencer. Graflcn. Death in Trespasses and Sins. 1 HOW helpless guilty nature lies, Unconscious of her load! The heart unchanged can never rise To happiness and God. 2 Can aught beneath a power divine The stubborn will subdue ? 'Tis thine, eternal Spirit, thine, To form the heart anew. 3 'Tis thine, the passions to recall, And upwards bid them rise ; To make the scales of error fail From reason's darkened eyes; — 4 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live : A beam of heaven — a vital ray, 'Tis thine alone to give. Aff 5 Oh! change these wretched hearts of ours, And .J S. If. St. Thomas. 1 RAISE your triumphant songs To an immortal tune, Let all the earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how eternal love Its chief beloved chose, And hade trim raise our ruined race From their abyss of woes, p 3 His hand no thunder hears, No terror clothes his brow, No bolts to drive our guilty souls To fiercer flames below. 4 'Twas mercy filled the throne, And wrath stood silent by, When Christ was sent with pardons down To rebels doomed to die. — 5 Nowr, sinners, dry your tears, Let hopeless sorrow cease ; Bow to trie sceptre of his love, And take the offered peace. p 6 Lord, we obev thy call ; We lay an tumble claim To the salvation thou hast brought, f And love and praise thy name. Hft H. M. Murray Proclamation of the Gospel. mp' fl HARK — hark — the notes of joy, Roll o'er the heavenly plains ! Ano! seraphs find employ, For their Bublimest strains. < Some new delight in heaven is known, ff Loud ring the harps around the throne, mp' '2 Hark — hark — the sounds draw nigh, — The joyful hosts descend; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth his footsteps bend, He comes to bless our fallen race, t He comes with messages of grace. 67 HYMNS. 2b3 H 3 Bear—bear the tidings round, Let ei • iy mortal know What love in God is found, > What pity he can show. — < Ye winds that blow — ye waves that roll, f Bear the glad u to pole ! M 4 Strike — strike the harps again, To great Immanuers name ; Arise, ye sons of men, And loud his grace proclaim. < Angels and men, wake every string, ff 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing! C. If. Cambridge* Marlow Tlie Gospel hailed. 1 SALVATION !— oli, the joyful sound ! 'Ti- pleasure to our ear- : ..ii balm for every wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; — But we arise by grace divine, To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation! — let the echo fly The spacious earth around : While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. L. M. Uxbridge. Duke Street. The Object of the Gospel. 1 THIS is the word of truth and love, Sent to the nations from above : Jehovah here resolves to show What his almighty grace can do. 2 This remedy did wisdom find, To heal diseases of the mind; This sovereign balm, whose virtues can Restore the ruined creature, man. 3 The gospel bids the dead revive ; Sinners obey the voice, and live : Dry bones are raised, and clothed afresh, And hearts of stone are turned to flesh. 4 May but this grace my soul renew, Let sinners gaze, and' hate me too; Tl>e word triat saves me does engage A sure defence from all their rage. 68 284 HYMNS. 69 70 L. M. Alfreton. Dunstan. The Gospel originating in Sovereign Mercy. 1 GOD, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known : Here love in all its glory shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here sinners, of an humble frame, May taste his grace, and learn his name ; May read, Li characters of blood, The wisdom, power, and grace of God. 3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes A brighter world beyond the skies; Here'shines the light which guides our way From earth to realms of endless day. 4 Oh ! grant us grace, almighty Lord ! To read, and mark thy holy word ; Its truths with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. C. M. Canterbury. Barby. Salvation by Grace. 1 LORD, we confess our numerous faults. How great our guilt has been ; Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. 2 But, oh my soul, forever praise, Forever love his name, Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin, and shame. 3 'Tis not by works of righteousness, Which our own hands have done ; But we are saved by sovereign grace, Abounding through his Son. 4 'Tis from the mercy of our God, That all our hopes begin : 'Tis by the water, and the blood, Our souls are washed from sin. 5 'Tis through the purchase of his death, Who hung upon the tree, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. 6 Raised from the dead, we live anew: And justified by grace, We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father's face. HYMNS. 285 71 L. M. Uxbridge. i ' 1 NOW to the power of God supreme Be everlasting honors given : He Baves from hell — we bless his name, He calls our wandering feet to heaven. 2 Not for our duties, or deserts, Rut of his own abundant grace, He works salvation in our hearts, And forms a people for his praise. 3 'Twas his own purpose that beirun To rescue rebels doomed to die ; He gave us grace in Christ his Son, Before he spread the starry sky. 4 Jesus, the Lord, appears at last, And makes his Father's counsels known ; Declares the great transaction past, And brings immortal blessings down, p 5 He dies— and in that dreadful night, — Did all the powers of hell destroy ; f He rose ! and brought our heaven to light, And took possession of the joy. S. M. Silver Street. Pentonville. 1 GRACE ! — 'tis a charming sound ! Harmonious to the ear! Heaven with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 2 Grace first contrived a way To save rebellious man ; And all its steps that grace display Which drew the wondrous plan. 3 Grace taught my roving feet To tread the heavenly road : And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days : It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. C. 31. Lanesboro'. Princeton. The divine Character exhibited in the Gospel. 72 73 1 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines ! How hieh thv wonders rise ! 286 HYMNS. Known thro' the earth by thousand signs, By thousand through the skies. 2 Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power, Their motions speak thy skill; And on the wings of every hour, We read toy patience still. 3 But when we \ iew thy strange design To save rebellious wor. Where vengeance and compassion join In their divinest forms; — 4 Here the whole Deity is known ; Nor dares a creature guess Which of the glories brightest shone — The justice or the grace. f 5 Now, the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains ; Bright seraphs learn Immanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. 6 Oh, may I bear some humble part In that immortal srmg ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. 74 CHRIST. L. If. ParkStreei Nativity of the Saviour. ' ' 1 WAKE, O my soul, and hail the morn, For unto us a Saviour's born ; See, how the angels wing their way, To usher in the glorious day ! p 2 Hark ! what sweet music — what a song — < Sounds from the bright, celestial throng! p Sweet song — whose melting sounds impart mf Joy to each raptured, listening heart. 3 Come, join the angels in the sky, Glory to God, who reigns on high ; P Let peace and love on earth abound, f While time revolves and years roll round. #0 7s. Adollam. niton. 1 1 1 HARK !— the herald angels sing, " Glory to the new-born King ! HYMNS. 287 Peace on earth, and mercy mild, Got! and sinners reconciled !" 2 Joyful, alive nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; With th1 angelic host proclaim, u Christ is horn in Bethlehem.* 3 Mild, he lays his glory by ; Born, that man no more may die; Born, to raise the sons of earth; Born, to give them second birth. 4 Veiled in flesh — the Godhead see, Hail th' incarnate Deity ; Pleased as man with men t' appear, See the great immanuel here. 5 Hail the heaven-horn Prince of Peace ! Hail the Sun of Righteousness ! Light ami life to all he brings, Risen with healing in his wings. I O 5s fc 7?. Greenville. p' ' 1 HARK ! — what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies ? < Lo ! th' angelic host rejoices; f Heavenly hallelujahs rise. p 2 Hear them tell the wondrous story, Hear them chant in hymns of joy, *" " Glory in the highest — glory ! Glory be to God most high ! P 3 Peace on earth — good- will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found." < " Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven" — 1 Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 Christ is born, the great Anointed ; Heaven and earth his praises sing ! Oh receive whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest, and King. 5 Haste, ye mortals, to adore him ; Learn his name — and taste his joy ; Till in heaven ye sing before him, Glory be to God most high ! 77 B. M. Southfield. Penton. 1 BEHOLD ! the grace appears, The blessing promised long ; Angels announce the Saviour near, In this triumphant song : Aff 288 HYMNS. 2 " Glory to God on high, And heavenly peace on earth; Good- will to men — to angels joy, At the Redeemer's bin 3 In worship so divine Let men employ their tongues; \\ nli the celestial host we join, Aiid load repeat their sol \ 4 " Glory to God on big And heavenly peaee <>m earth; Good-will to men — to ai - At our Redeemer's birth!" ' O C. M. Devizes. Conway. f m i HIGH let us swell our tuneful notes, And join th' angelic throng : For i such love have known, To wake the cheerful song, 2 Good-will to sinful men is shown, p And peace on eai th is given : f For lo ! th1 incarnate Saviour cornea With messages from heaven. > 3 Justice and grace, with sweet accord, < His rising beams adorn ; f Let heaven and earth in concert join — To us a Saviour's horn. 4 Glory to God ! in highest strains, In highest words he paid ; Hi> glory by our lips proclaimed, And by our lives displayed. 79 B, M. St. Thomas. Pentonville. 1 WE come with joyful song, To hail this happy morn: Glad tidings from an angel's tongue, -This day is Jesus born!" . 2 What transports doth his name To sinful men afford ! His glorious titles we proclaim — A Saviour— Christ— the Lord ! 3 Glory to God on high, All hail the happy morn : We join the anthems of the skv — And sing—" The Saviour's fjornl" 80 81 HYMNS. 289 fc 4*. Greenville. Call to worship the new-born Saviour. 1 ANGELS! from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; Ye, who sang creation's story, \ »\v proclaim Messiah's birth : Come and worship Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2 Shepherds ! in the field abiding, VI atching o'er your flocks by" night ; God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the heavenly light : Come and worship Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3 Saints ! before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In his 'temple snail appear: Come and worship Worship Christ, the new-born King. 4 Sinners ! wrung with true repentance, Doomed for guilt to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you [f ' '] break your chains: Come and worship Worship Christ, the new-born King. Ss x ?s. Sicilian Hymn. Christ welcomed as a Saviour. 1 HAIL, thou long-expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free ! From our sins and fears release us, Let us rind our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of alfthe saints, thou art; Long desired of even' nation, Joy of every waiting heart. 3 Born thy people to deliver, Born a child, yet God our King, Born to reign in us forever, Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 4 By thine own eternal Spirit, 'Rule in all our hearts alone ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Raise us to thy glorious throne. 25 290 HYMNS. q^ C. M. Howard's. Bolton. /' rign of Christ's Advent. 1 HARK! the glad sound! the Saviour comes. The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes— -the prisoner to release, J j i Satan's bondage held : The gates of brass before him burst, The iron tetters yield. 3 He comes— Iron i thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray; And on the eyes oppressed with night — To pour celestial day. 4 He comes — the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure ; And, with the treasures of his grace, T' enrich the humble poor, f 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; ff And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. Qi> C. If. Arlington. Names of Christ. 1 TO us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given : Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him, all the hosts of heaven. 2 His name shall be the Prince of Peace, Forevermore adored, The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord. 3 His power, increasing, still shall spread; His reign no end shall know ; Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. 4 To us a Child of hope is born, To us a Son is given — The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The mighty Lord of heaven. 84 7s. Adullnjn. Lincoln. 1 BRIGHT and joyful is the morn, For to us a Child is born ; HYMNS 291 From the highest realms of heaven Unto Bonis given. 2 On his shoulder he shall bear Power and majesty — and wear, On his vesture and his thigh, Names most awful — name- most high. 3 Wonderful in counsel he, Christ th* incarnate Deity, Sire of ages ne'er I - . King of kings, and Prince of Peace. 4 Come and worship at his feet, Yield to him the homage meet; From his manger to his throne, Homage due to God alone. OO S. M. Paddington. Eastburn. 1 REJOICE in Jesus' birth ! To us a Son is given, To us a Child is born on earth, Who made both earth and heaven ! 2 He reigns above the sky, This universe sustains— The God supreme — the Lord most high, The king Messiah reigns ! 3 Th' almighty God— is he, Author of heavenly bliss ! The Father of Eternity, The glorious Prince of Peace ! 4 His government shall grow, From strength to strength proceed ; His righteousness the church o'erflow, Aba all the earth o'erspreacL O/? L. M. Usbridge. Brewer. Deity and Humanity of Christ. 1 BEFORE the heavens were spread abroad, From everlasting was the Word : With God he was — the Word was God! And must divinely be adored. 2 By his own power were all things made ; "By him supported, all things s'tand ; He is the whole creation's head, And angels fly at his command. 292 HYMNS. 3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, He led the host of morning stars: His generation who can tell, Or count the number of his years? 4 But lo, he leaves those heavenly forms: •The Wor In each distressing hour. 92 C. M. Med ford. Mario w. Chris our Intercessor. 1 JESUS, by his own precious blood, Ascends above the skies, And, m the presence of our God, Shows his own sacrifice. 2 Jesus is king! — behold him reign On Zion's heavenly hill : He seems the Lamb that had been slain, And wears his priesthood still. 3 He ever lives to intercede, By virtue of his blood ; Anri ceases not for all to plead, Who come bv him to God. 93 HYMNS. 295 L. M. Rothwell. $4\oe\. Peace and Hope through Christ's Intercession. 1 HE lives — the great Redeemer lives ! What joy the blest assurance gives ! And now, before his Father God, He pleads the merits of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice armed with frowns appears; But in the Saviour's lovely face, Sweet mercy smiles — and all is peace ! 3 Hence, then, ye black, despairing thoughts — Above our fears — above our faults, His powerful intercessions rise : And guilt recedes — and terror dies. 4 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, Let this dear hope repel the dart — That Jesus bears us on his heart. 5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend ! On thee our humble hopes depend ; Our cause can never, never tail, For thou dost plead, and must prevail. (\J 5. M. Dover. Pentonville. Christ's Exaltation and Intercession. 1 JESUS, the conqueror, reigns, In glorious strength arrayed ; His kingdom over all maintains, And bids the earth be glad. 2 Ye sons of men, rejoice In Jesus' mighty love : Lift up your heart— lift up your voice, To nim who rules above. 3 Extol his kingly power, Adore th' exalted Son, Who died, but lives, to die no more, High on his Father's throne. 4 Our advocate with God, He undertakes our cause, And spreads through all the earth abroad The victory bf his cross. */»-* 8s & 7s. Sicilian Hymn 1 JESUS, hail ! enthroned in glory, There forever to abide ; 296 HYMNS. All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. 2 There for sinners thou art pleading — There thou dost cur place prepare ; Thou lor us art interceding, Till in glory we appear. 3 Worship, honor, power, and blessing, Thou art worthy to receive: Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give. 4 Help, ye bright, angelic spirits ! Bring your loudest, noblest lays; Help to sine our Saviour's merits, Help to chant Immanuel's praise. 96 97 L. KL Dinners. Alfreton Christ a living and almighty Saviour. 1 THE Saviour lives, no more to die : He lives, the Lord enthroned on high: He lives, triumphant o'er the grave : He lives, eternally to save ! 2 He lives, to still his servants' fears: He lives, to wipe away their tears : He lives, their mansions to prepare : He lives, to bring them safely there ! 3 Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears, Dismiss your gloomy doubts and fears : With cheerful hope your hearts revive, For Christ, the Lord, is yet alive ! 4 His saints he loves — and never leaves ; The contrite sinner lie receives : Abundant grace will he afford, Till all are present with the Lord ! C. Iff. Tatmos. Oakland. God reconciled in Christ. 1 DEAREST of all the names above, My Saviour, and my God, Who can resist thy heavenly love, Or trifle with thy blood? 2 'Tis by the merits of thy death, The Father smiles again ; 'Tis by thine interceding breath, The Spirit dwells with men. HYMNS. 297 3 Till God in human form 1 see. My thoughts no comfort find: The holy, just, and sacred Three Are terror to my mind. 4 But if Immanuel's face appear, My hope, my joy begins: His name forbids my slavish fear, His grace removes my sins. 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast, I love the incarnate mystery, And there 1 iix my trust/ QO C. M. Stamford. Nottingham. Access to God by a Mediator. 1 COME, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the courts above, And smile to see our Father there Upon a throne of love. 2 Come, let us bow before his feet, And venture near the Lord ; No fiery cherub guards his seat, Xor double-flaming sword. 3 The peaceful gates of heavenly bliss Are opened by the Son ; High let us raise our notes of praise, And reach th' almighty throne. 4 To thee ten thousand thanks we bring, Great Advocate on high ; And glory to th' eternal' King Who lays his anger by. QQ C. M. Grafton. Barby. 3Tirac!es of Christ. 1 JESUS, and didst thou condescend, When vailed in human clay, To heal the sick, the lame, the blind, And drive disease away ? 2 Didst thou regard the beggar's cry, And give the blind to see ? — Jesus, thou Son of David, hear — • Have mercy, too, on me ! 3 And didst thou pity mortal wo, And si He bows his head — and dies ! f M 4 But soon he'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine : Aff O Lamb of God — was ever pain, AVas ever love like thine ! no in L. M. Med way. Middlebury. 1 STRETCHED on the cross,the Saviour dies; Hark ! — his expiring groans arise ! See, from his hands— his feet — his side, Descends the sacred — crimson tide ! 2 And didst thou bleed — for sinners bleed ? And could the sun behold the deed ? No — he withdrew his cheering ray, And darkness veiled the mourning day. 3 Can I survey this scene of wo, Where mingling grief and mercy flow, And yet my heart so hard remain, As not to move with love or pain? 4 Come — dearest Lord, thy grace impart, To warm this cold, this stupid heart, Till all its powers and passions move In melting grief, and ardent love. 8s Ts & 4. Greenville, 1 HARK! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvary ! HYMNS. 303 See ! it rends the rocks asunder— Shakes the earth — and veils the skv ! •• It is finished I'- ll* ar the dying Saviour cry ! 2 " It is finished !" — oh, what pleasure Do these charming words afford ! Heavenly blessings, without measure, Flow to us through Christ the Lord ! "It is finished P'— Saints, the dying words record ! r 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, Join to sing the pleasing theme : All in earth and heaven uniting, Join to praise Immanuel's name : Hallelujah! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! | | 9 C. M. Medfield. Ely. T7ie Atonement the only Ground of Pardon. 1 IN vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own : Blest Saviour ! nothing but thy blood Can bring us near the throne. 2 The thrcatenings of thy broken law Impress the soul with dread : If God his sword of vengeance draw, It strikes the spirit dead. 3 But thy atoning sacrifice Hath" answered all demai And peace and pardon from the skies Come to us by thy hands. 4 'Tis by thy death we live, O Lord ! 'Tis on thy cross we rest : For ever be thy love adored, Thy name for ever blest. llU L. IL Ralston. 1 HOW shall the sons of men appear, Great God, before thine awful bar? How may the guilty hope to find Acceptance with th' eternal mind? 2 Not vows, nor groans, nor broken cries, Not the most costly sacrifice, Not infant blood profusely spilt, Will expiate a sinner's guilt. 304 HYMNS. 3 Thy blood, dear Jesus — thine alone, Hath sovereign virtue to atone : — Here will we rest our only plea, When we approach, great God, to thee. 114 S. M. Olmutz. Haverhill. 1 NOT all the blood of beasts, On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away ; A sacrifice of nobler name, And richer blood than they. Aff 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of thine, While like a penitent I stand, And there confess my sin. 4 Mv soul looks back to see The burdens thou didst bear, When hanging on the cursed tree, And hopes her guilt was there. t 5 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove ; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, And sing his bleeding love. II** L. M. Uxbridge. Death and Resurrection of Christ. p 1 HE dies ! — the Friend of sinners dies ! Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! A solemn darkness veils the skies ! A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 2 Ye saints, approach ! — the anguish view Of him wno groans beneath your load; He gives his precious life for you, For you he sheds his precious blood. 3 Here's love and grief beyond degree ! The Lord of glory dies for men ! — t But, lo ! what sudden joys we see ! Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; Up to his Father's court he flies ; Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies ! HYMNS. 305 5 Break off your tear?, ye saints, and tell How high our great Deliverer reigns , Sih_ spoiled the hosts of heft, And led the tyrant death in chains! 6 Say, u Live forever, glorious King, Born to redeem, and strong to save !" Then ask—- O death, where is thy sting! And where thy victory, boasting grave!" lip C. M. Warwick. Brattle Street Sufficiency of the Atonement. 1 THERE "is a fountain, filled with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain, in his day : And tli ere may I. though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Thou dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall* never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Are saved, to sin no more. 4 Since first, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be, till I die. p 5 And when this feeble, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave — *" Then, in a nobler, sweeter song, Til sing thy power to save. j 1 y 7s Turin. Christ the Rock of Ages. 1 ROCK of ages ! cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee ; Let the water and the blood, From thy ^ide, a healing flood, Be of fear and sin the cure ; Save from wrath, and make me pure. 2 Should my tears forever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone ; Thou must save, and thou alone: In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 26 * 306 HYMNS. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath. When mine eye-lids elose in death, When 1 rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages! cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee. IIO L. M. Medwuy. Middlebury. Christ the Physician of the Soul. 1 DEEP are the wounds which sin has made ; Where shall the sinner find a cure? In vain, alas ! is nature's aid ; The work exceeds her utmost power. 2 But can no sovereign balm be found? And is no kind physician nigh, To ease the pain, and heal the wound, Ere life and hope forever fly ? 3 Yes, there's a great physician near; Look up, my fainting soul, ami live! See, in his heavenly smiles appear Such help as nature cannot give ! 4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, Life, health, and bliss abundant flow' 'Tis only that dear sacred flood Can ease thy pain — and heal thy wo. lie/ L. M. Hebron. Nazaretii. 1 WHY droops my soul, with grief oppressed? Whence these wild tumults in my breast ? Is there no balm to heal my wound ? No kind physician to be found ? 2 Raise to the cross thy tearful eyes ; Behold the Prince of glory dies! He dies extended on the free, And sheds a sovereign balm for thee. 3 Dear Saviour, at thy feet I lie, Here to receive a cure, or die ; But grace forbids that painful fear — Almighty grace, which triumphs here. 4 Thou wilt withdraw the poisoned dart, Bind up and heal the wounded heart; With blooming health my face adorn, And change the gloomy night to morn . HYMNS. 307 f 5 Exult, my soul, with holy joy ; Hosannas be thy blest employ, Salvation thine eternal theme, And swell the song with Jesus' name. 1 QA s- M. Pentonville. St. Thomas 1 -^ Christ the Bread of Life. 1 BEHOLD the gift of God! Sinners, adore his name, Who shed for us his precious blood — Who bore our curse and shame. 2 Behold the living bread Which Jesus came to give, By dying in the sinner's stead, That he might ever live. 3 The Lord delights to give ; He knows you've nought to buy: To Jesus haste — this bread receive, And you shall never die. 1 Of B^ ML Pentonville. Dover Christ the Sun of Righteousness. 1 WE lift our hearts to thee, Thou Day-star from on high ; The sun itself is but thy shade, Yet cheers both earth and sky. 2 Oh let thy rising beams Dispel the shades of night ; And let the glories of thy love, Come like the morning light. 3 How beauteous nature now ! — How dark and sad before \ — With joy we view the pleasing change, Ana nature's God adore. 4 May we this life improve, To mourn for errors past ; And live this short revolving day As if it were our last. l&M 7ft Turin. Sabbath. 1 CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, . Triumph o'er the shades of night : Day-spring from on high, be near ; Day-star, in my heart appear. 308 HYMNS. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, If thy light is hid from me ; Joyless is the (lav's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see ; Till they inward Light impart, Glad my eyes, and warm my iieart. 3 Visit, then, this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, radiant Sun divine ! Scatter all my unbelief: More and more 'thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. |9Q Sicilian Hymn Christ the Light of the World. 1 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death .' Rise on us, thyself revealing, Rise, and chase the clouds beneath. 2 Thou, of kite and light Creator! In our deepest darkness rise ; Scatter all the night of nature, Pour the day upon our eyes. 3 Still we wait for thine appearing; Life and joy thy beams impart ; Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every meek and contrite heart. 4 Save us, in thy great compassion, Oh thou Prince of peace and love ! Give the knowledge of salvation, Fix our hearts on things above. 5 By thine all-sufficient merit, 'Every burdened soul release ; Every weary, wandering spirit Guide into thy perfect peace. 124 Hotbfta. Christ a Refuge. 1 JESUS, Saviour of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly ; While the raging billows roll, While the tempest still is high: All my trust on thee is stayed ; All my help from thee I bring: Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing. HYMNS. 309 2 Other refuse have 1 none — Helpless nangs my soul on thee : Leave, oh ! leave me not alone ! Still support and comfort me. Hide me, O my Saviour! hide, Till the storm of life he past ; Safe into the haven guide ; Oh, receive my soul at last ! 19.^ CM. Franklin. Dedfaam. 1 ~° Christ the Way, Tiiith, and Life. 1 THOU art the way— to thee alone From sin and death we dee ; And he who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 2 Thou art the truth — thy word alone True wisdom can impa'rt ; Thou only canst inform the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the life — the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm, And those who put tneir trust in thee Nor death, nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the way — the truth — the life ; Grant us that way to know. That truth to keep— that life to win, AN "hose joys eternal now. l-b S. It. Hudson. St. Thomas. 1 JESUS, my truth, my way, My sure, unerring light, On thee my feeble soul I stay, Which thou wilt lead aright. 2 My wisdom, and my guide, My counsellor thou art ; Oh never let me leave thy side, Or from thy paths depart ! I 07 II. M. Darweirs. Triumph. Resurrection of Christ. 1 YES ! the Redeemer rose, The Saviour left the dead, And o'er our hellish foes Hi^h raised his conquering head ; In wild dismay, Fall to the ground, The guards around | And sink away. aio HYMNS. 2 Behold th' angelic bands In full assembly meet, To wait his high commands, And worship at his feet Joyful they come, From realms of day And wing their way | To Jesus1 tomb. 3 Then back to heaven they fly The joyful news to bear — • Hark! — as they soar on high, What music fills the air! Their anthems say — I J lath left the dead " Jesus, who bled, He rose to-day." 4 Ye mortals! catch the sound — Redeemed by him from hell, And send the echo round The globe on which you dwell ; Transported, cry— Hath left the dead, " Jesus, who bled, No more to die." l^O 7g. Bath Abbey. Lincoln. nil AXGELS ! roll the rock away ! Death ! yield up thy mighty prey! See! — he rises from the tomb, Rises with immortal bloom. 2 'Tis the Saviour — seraphs, raise Your triumphant shouts of praise ; Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 3 Lift, ye saints — lift up your eyes ! Now to glory see him rise ! Hosts of angels on the road Hail and sing th' incarnate God. 4 Heaven unfolds its portals wide : Gracious conqueror, through them ride, King of glory ! mount thy throne, Boundless empire is thine own. ff 5 Praise him, all ye heavenly choirs, Praise, and sweep your golden lyres; Praise him in the noblest sonirs, Praise him from ten thousand tongues. 129 C. M. Howard's. Litchfield. 1 BLEST morning, whose first dawning rays Beheld our rising God; That saw him triumph o'er the dust, And leave his dark abode. HYMNS. 311 2 In the cold prison of a tomb The great Redeemer lay — Till the revolving skies had brought The third, tlf appointed day. 3 Hell and the grave unite their force To hold the" Lord in vain; Behold the mighty conqueror rise, And burst their feeble chain. 4 To thy great name, almighty Lord The'se sacred hours we pay. And loud hosannas shall proclaim, The triumph of the day. 130 5. ML St. Thomas. Paddin^ton. Redemption completed by the Resurrection. Solo. 1 u THE Lord is risen indeed !"— Then justice asks no more ; Mercy and truth are now agreed, Who stood opposed before. 2 u The Lord is risen indeed!" — Semi-chorus. Then is his work performed ; The mighty captive now is freed, And death, our foe, disarmed. Solo. 3 M The Lord is risen indeed !" — Then hell has lost his prey : With him is risen the ransomed seed, To reign in endless day. 4 "The Lord is risen indeed!" — Attending angels hear ; Up to the courts of heaven, with speed, The joyful tidings bear. Chorai 5 Then wake your golden lyres, And strike each cheerful chord ; Join, all ye bright, celestial choirs, To sing our risen Lord. L^>1 7s. Edyfield. Linccln. 1 CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant holy day : I 312 HYMNS. He endured the cross and grave, Sinners to redeem and save. 2 Lo ! lie rises — mighty King! Where, O death ! is now thy sting? Lo ! lie claims bis native sky ! Grave ! where is thy victory? 3 Sinners! sec your ransom paid, Peace with God forever made : With your risen Saviour, rise; Claim with him the purchased skies. 4 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, Our triumphant holy day: Loud the song of victory raise ; Shout the great Redeemer's praise. 1*5^5 7s. Pilton. Lincoln 1 CHRIST, the Lord, is risen to-day, Sons of men, and angels, say ! Raise your songs of triumph high ; Sing, ye heavens — and earth, reply ! 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight — the battle won : Lo ! our sun's eclipse is o'er — Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal — Christ hath burst the gates of hell: Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath opened paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King — Where, O death, is now thy sting? Once he died, our souls to save — Where thy victory, boasting grave? 5 Soar we now where Christ hath led, Following our exalted head : Made like him— like him we rise, Ours the cross, the grave, the skies I -| OO 7s. Lincoln. Edyfield. Darkness of the Tomb scattered by Christ. 1 MORNING breaks upon the tomb, Jesus scatters all its gloom ! Day of triumph ! through the skies, See the glorious Saviour rise 1 2 Ye who are of death afraid, Triumph in the scattered shade ; HYMNS. 313 Drive your anxious cares away ; See the place where Jesus lay. 3 Christiana, dry your flowing tears ; Chase voiir unbelieving fears; Look oil his deserted grave ; Doubt no more his power to save. -j c% j 6s «k 7s. Sicilian Hymn Christ, the Lamh, enthroned and worshipped. 1 HARK, ten thousand harps and voices, Sound the note of praise above — Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices: Jesus reigns the God of love: See, he sits on yonder throne ; Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; Lord of life — thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth: When we think of love like thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 3 King of glory, reign forever — Thine an everlasting crown: Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own ; Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing; Bring — oh bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away: Then with golden harps, we'll sing — " Glory, glory to our King." ±Od C. M. Devizes. Marlow. 1 BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, Amid his Father's throne ; Prepare new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around, With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise : 27 314 HYMNS. Jesus is kind to our complaints, lie loves to hear our praise. 4 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, Hast, set the prisoners freej Hast made us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with thee. 5 Now to the Lamb that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid; Salvation, glory, joy, remain Forever on his head. 1<30 C. M. Nottingham. Medfortl 1 HE, who on earth as man was known, And bore our sins and pains, Now, seated on th' eternal throne, The God of glory reigns. 2 His hands the wheels of nature guide With an unerring skill; And countless worlds, extended wide, Obey his sovereign will. 3 While harps unnumbered sound his praise* In yonder world above, His saints on earth admire his ways, And glory in his love. 4 When troubles, like a burning sun, Beat heavy on their head ; To this almighty rock they run, And find a pleasing shade. 5 How glorious he — how happy they, In such a glorious friend f Whose love secures them all the way, And crowns them at the end. •f o^ L. M. Alfreton. Uxbridgo Christ the Lord of Angels. 1 GREAT God, to what a glorious height Hast thou advanced the Lord, thy oon! Angels, in all their robes of light, Are made the servants of his throne. 2 Before his feet their armies wait, And swift as flames of fire they move, To manage his affairs of state, In works of vengeance, or of love. 3 Now they are sent to guide our feet Up to the gates of thine abode, HYMNS. 315 Through all the dangers that we meet, In travelling o'er the heavenly road. 4 Lord ! when we leave this mortal ground, And thou shall bid us rise and come, Send thy beloved angels down Safe to conduct our spirits home. tqo L- M, LowelJ. Enfield Christ exalted to be a Prince and a Saviour. 1 EXALTED Prince of Life ! we own The royal honors of thy throne : 'Tis fixed by God's almighty hand, And seraphs bow at thy command. 2 Exalted Saviour ! we confess The sovereign triumphs of thy grace ; Wide may thy cross thy virtues prove, And conquer millions by thy love. 139 C. Iff. Devizes. Cambridge. Christ croicned as Lord of All. 1 ALL hail, the great Immanuel's name ! Let angels prostrate fall: Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. 2 Crown him, ve martyrs of our God, Who from his altar call ; Praise him who shed for you his blood, And crown him Lord of all. 3 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, A remnant weak and small, Hail him who saves you by his grace, And crown him Lord of all. 4 Ye gentile sinners, ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall ; Go spread your trophies at nis feet, And crown him Lord of all. 5 Let every kindred — every tribe, On this terrestrial ball,* To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him Lord of all. 6 Oh ! that with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ; And join the everlasting song, And crown him Lord of all. yi6 HYMNS. 140 8s 7s &. 4s. Westborougb. ' f 1 LOOK ! ye saints — the sight is glorious ; See the man of sorrows 110 W. From the fight returned victorious J t Every knee to him shall how: f Crown him! — crown him! — Crowns become the victor's brow. '' 2 Hark! — those hursts of acclamation — Hark! — those loud, triumphant chords — Jesus takes the highest station : Oh, what joy the sight affords ! ff Crown him ! — crown him ! King of kings, and Lord of lords! 141 Cs & 4s. Italian Hymn. ChrisV s Jinal Triumph. 1 LET us awake our joys, Strike up with cheerful voice, Each creature sing — Angels, begin the song, Mortals, the strain prolong, In accents sweet and strong, " Jesus is King." 2 Proclaim abroad his name, Tell of his matchless fame: What wonders done ! Shout through hell's dark profound ; Let all the earth resound, 'Till heaven's high arch rebound, 11 Victory is won." 3 He vanquished sin and hell, And our last foe will quell ; Mourners, rejoice ! p His dying love adore — f Praise him, now raised in power, Praise him forevermore, With joyful voice. 4 All hail the glorious day, When through tin? heavenly way Lo, he shall come ! p While they who pierced him wail— — His promise shall not fail ; < Saints, see your King prevail : — f Great Saviour, come. HYMNS. 317 1 A£\ C. M. Litchfield. Corinth. PUy and Condescension of Christ 1 THE Saviour! oh, what endless charms Dwell in that blissful sound! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads delight around. 2 Here pardon, life, and joy divine In rich effusion flow, For guilty rebels, lost in sin, > And doomed to endless wo. p 3 Th' almighty Former of the skies, Stoopsto our vile abode ; — While angels view with wondering eyes, f And hail th' incarnate God. 4 How rich the depths of love divine ! Of bliss, a boundless store ! Aff Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine — I cannot wish for more ! 5 On thee alone my hope relies ; Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour, and my all! 14o C. M. Covington. Baldwin 1 BEHOLD what pity touched the heart Of God's eternal Son ; Descending from the heavenly court, He left his Father's throne. 2 His living power, and dying love, Redeemed unhappy man. And raised the ruins of our race To life and God again. 3 To thee, O Lord, our noblest powers We joyfully resign ; Blest Jesus, take us for thy own, For we are doubly thine. | A A L. M. Brewer. Montgomery. Safe trusting in Christ. 1 LET everlasting glories crown Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord ; Thy fiands have brought salvation down, And writ the blessings in thy word. 2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon ; 27* 318 HYMNS. — With deep despair — the spirit breaks, Till we apply to Christ alone. 3 How well thy blessed truths agree ! How wise and holy thy commands! Thv promises — how firm they be ! llow firm our hope, our comfort stands! 14^> L. M. Medway. IJagu 1 JESUS, no other name but thine, I- given by everlasting love, To lead our souls to joys divine ; No other name will God approve. 2 Here let my constant feet abide, Nor from the heavenly way depart! Let thy good Spirit be my guide, Direct my steps — and rule my heart. 3 In thee, my great almighty Friend, My safety dwells — and peace divine ; On thee alone my hopes depend, For life, eternal life is thine. 7s. Pleyel'd Hymn. Edyfiel 140 Redeeming Love. 1 NOW begin the heavenly theme, Sing of mercy's healing stream: Ye. who Jesus' kindness prove, Sing of his redeeming love. 2 Welcome all, by sin oppressed, Welcome all to* Jesus' rest. Nothing brought him from above, Nothing but redeeming love. 3 He subdued th' infernal powers, His inveterate foes, and ours: These he from their empire drove, Mighty in redeeming love. t 4 Hither, then, your tribute bring, Strike aloud each joyful string: Saints below, and saints above, Join to praise redeeming love. 14/ 8a & 7s. Sicilian Hymn. Messina. 1 SAVIOUR, source of every* blessing, Tune my heart to grateful lays; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for ceaseless songs of praise. HYMNS. 319 2 Teach me some melodious measure, Sung by raptured saints above ; Fill my soul with sacred pleasure, While I sing redeeming love. 3 Thou didst seek me when a stranger, Wandering from the fold of God; Thou, to save my soul from danger, Didst redeem me with thy blood. 4 By thy hand restored, defended, 'Safe through life, thus far, I'm come ; Safe, O Lord, when life is ended, Bring me to my heavenly home. Ss & 7s. Walpole. Greenville. ItO Christ a Friend. 1 ONE there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly — free — and knows no end. Which of all our friends, to save us, Could, or would have shed his blood ?— But this Saviour died to have us Reconciled in him to God. 2 When he lived on earth abased, Friend of sinners was his name ; Now, above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same. Oh, for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; We, alas ! forget too often What a Friend we have above. 8s ic 7s. Greenville. iTt/ Christ dwelling in his People. 1 LOVE divine, all love excelling ! Joy of heaven, to earth come down : Fix in us thy humble dwelling, All thy faithful mercies crown : Jesus ! thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love thou art; Visit us with thy salvation, Enter every trembling heart! 2 Come ! almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive ! Suddenly return — and never, Never more thy temples leave! 150 320 HYMNS. Thee we would be always blessing, Serve thee as thy hosts above ; Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, Glory in thy precious love. L. M. Uxbridge. Duke Street. Christ's unchanging Love the Safety of his People. ' ' 1 WHO shall the Lord's elect condemn ? 'Tis God that justifies their souls ; And mercy, like a mighty stream, O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ? 'Tis Christ who suffered in their stead ; And their salvation to fulfil, Behold him rising from the dead ! 3 He lives ! — he lives, and reigns above, Forever interceding there : Who shall divide us from his love ? Or what shall tempt us to despair ? 4 Not all that men on earth can do, Nor powers on high — nor powers below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Or wean our hearts from Christ our love. 151 S. If. rentonville. Hudson 1 TO God, the only wise, Our Saviour, and our King, Let all the saints below the skies Their humble praises bring. 2 TTis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present our souls, Unblemished and complete, Before the glory of his face, With joys divinely great. 4 Then all the chosen seed Shall meet around the throne, Shall bless the conduct of his grace, And make his wonders known. 5 To our Redeemer God, Wisdom with power belongs, Immortal crowns of majesty, And everlasting songs. HYMNS. 331 \dJL CM. Colchester. St. Ann*. 1 FIIOI as the earth thy gospel stands, My Lord, my hope, my trust ; i / If I am found in Jesus' hands, 31 v soul can ne'er be lost. 2 His honor is engaged to save The meanest of his sheep : All whom his heavenly Father gave His hands securely keep. 3 Nor death, nor hell shall e'er remove His favorites from his breast ; Safe, on the bosom of his love, Shall they forever rest. C. M. Litchfield. Corinth. J. DO Grateful Remembrance of Christ. 1 IF human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie ; If tender thoughts within us burn, To feel a friend is nigh, — 2 Oh ! shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To him" who died, our fears to quell, And save from death and wo ! 3 While yet in anguish he surveyed Those pangs he would not flee, What love his latest words displayed — "Meet and remember me!" 4 Remember thee ! — thy death, thy shame— Our sinful hearts to share ! O memory ! leave no other name But hisVecorded there ! C. M. Grafton. St. Austin's. IOt: Godly Sorrow from the Sufferings of Christ. 1 ALAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sovereign die ? Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as 1 ? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, He groaned upon the tree ? Amazing pity ! — grace unknown ! And love beyond degree ! 322 HYMNS. 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in, When Christ, tfr almighty Saviour, died For man, the rebel's sin. 4 Thus might I bide my blushing face, While his dear cross app Dissolve Day heart in thankful And melt my eyes to tears. 5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe : Here, Lord, I rive myself away — ?Tis all that I can do. lOO C. M. PfttBKM. Barby 1 HOW condescending, and how kind Was God's eternal Son ! Our misery reached his heavenly mind, And pity brought him down. 2 This was compassion like a God, That when the Saviour knew The price of pardon was his blood, 11 is pity ne er withdrew. 3 Here let our hearts begin to melt, While we his death record ; And with our joy for pardoned guilt, Mourn that we pierced the Lord. lOO L. M. Medway. Uxbridge. 1 THOU Prince of glory, slain for me, Breathing forgiveness in thy prayer; That loving, melting look I see, That bursting sigh, that tender tear. 2 Let me but hear thy dying voice Pronounce forgiveness in my breast; My trembling spirit shall rejoice. And feel the calm of heavenly rest. 3 Lord, thine atoning blood apply, And life or death is sweet to me ; In life's last hour, thy presence, nigh, From fear shall set my spirit free. 157 C. If. Barby. Grafton. 1 AXD can mine eyes, without a tear, A weeping Saviour - Shall I not weep his srroans to hear, Who groaned and clied for me ? HYMNS. 323 2 Blest Jesus ! lot those tears of thine Subdue each stubborn lbe ; Come, fill my heart with love divine, An, I bid my Borrows flow. 158 159 C. M. Great Milton. Love of Christ celebrated. 1 TO our Redeemer's glorious name Awake the sacred song ! Oh may his love — immortal flame '. — Tune every heart and tongue. 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach ! What mortal tongue display ! Imagination's utmost stretch [n wonder dies away. 3 Dear Lord, while we adoring pay Our humble thanks to thee, May every heart with rapture say, "The Saviour died for me I" 4 Oh may the sweet, the blissful theme, Fill every heart and tongue, Till strangers love thy charming name, And join the sacred song. S. M. Dover. Pentonvillo 1 AWAKE, and sing the song Of Moses and the Lamb 1 Wake every heart, and every tongue, To praise the Saviour's name ! 2 Sino; of his dying love — Sing of his rising power — Sing liow he intercedes above, For us, whose sins he bore. 3 Sing, till we feel our heart Ascending with our tongue ; Sing, till the love of sin depart, And grace inspire our song. 4 Sinjr on your heavenly way, Ye ransomed sinners, sing ; Sing on, rejoicing every day, In Christ, th' eternaf Kiiig. 5 Soon shall we hear him say, "Ye blessed children, come !" Soon will he call us hence away, To our eternal home. 324 HYMNB. f G There shall our raptured tongue His endless praise proclaim; r< And sweeter voices tune the song f Of Moses and the Lamb! lul) c. M. Baldwin. Deerfield M 1 AWAKE — awake the sacred song To our incarnate Lord ! Let every heart, and every tongue Adore th' eternal Word. 2 Then shone almighty power and love, In all their glorious tonus, When Jesus left his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms, p 3 To dwell with misery here below The Saviour left the skies, And stooped to wretchedness and wo, That worthless man might rise. f ' ' 4 Adoring angels tuned their songs, To hail the joyful day ; With rapture, then, let' mortal tongues, Their grateful worship pay. lOl 8b & 7s. Sicilian Hymn. 1 BRIGHTNESS of the Fathers glory! Shall thy praise unnttered lie ? Break, each tongue, such guilty silence. Praise the Lord, who came to die. 2 Hosts of angels sang thy coming, Watchful shepherds learnt their lays — Shame would cover us, ungrateful, Should our tongues refuse their praise. 3 From the highest throne in glory, To the cross of deepest wo, All to ransom guilty captives! — Flow our praise — forever flow! 4 Re-ascend, immortal Saviour ! Leave thy footstool — take thy throne ; Yet return, and reign forever, Be the kingdom all thine own ! It) ^2 C. M. Litchfield. Earby. 1 COME, Holy Ghost ! inspire our songs With thine immortal flame ; Enlarge our hearts — unloose our tongues, To praise the Saviour's name. HYMNS. 325 2 How !!■ at the riches of his grace ! He [( :': his throne above : And, swifl r<> save our ruined race, He flew on a\ inirs ot"love. 3 Now pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich abundance flow, For guiltjf n bels, dead in sin, > And doomed to endless wo. 4 Tli' almighty Former of the skies I to our low abode ; — While angels viewed with wondering eyes, caf And hailed th' incarnate God. 5 Renew our souls with heavenly strength, That we may fully prove [length The height, and depth, and breadth, and Of such transcendent love. L. M. Gilead. Old Hundred. lOO | the Lamb. t 1 WORTHY the Lamb of boundless sway, In earth or heaven the Lord of all ; Let all the powers of earth obey, And low before his footstool fall. 2 Higher— still higher, swell the strain; Creation's voice, the note prolong ; Jesus, the Lamb, shall ever reign — Let hallelujahs crown the song. Iu4 6b k Italian Hymn. 1 1 1 GLORY to God on high ! Let heaven and earth reply, u Praise ye his name !" Angels, his* love adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; Saints, sim.r for evermore, '•Worthy the Lamb." 2 Ye, who surround the throne, Cheerfully join in one, Praising his name : Ye, who have felt his blood Sealing your peace with God, Sound through the earth abroad, "Worthy the Lamb!"' 3 Join all the ransomed race, Our Lord and God to bless : Praise ve bis name. 28* 326 HYMNS. In him we will rejoice, Making a cheerful noise, Slioutinir with bean and voice, "Worthy die Lamb!" 4 Soon must we change our place, Yet will we never c< Praising his name : Still will we tribute brin Hail him our gracious King ; And through all ages sing, "Worthy the Lamb!" lv)*> Gs 8c 4s. Italian Hymn ' I 1 COME, all ye saints of God ! Wide through the earth abroad, Spread Jesus' fame : Tell what his love lias done ; Trust in his name alone; Shout to his loftV throne, " Worthy the Lamb !" 2 Hence, gloomy doubts and fears! Drv up your mournful tears ; Swell the glad theme : Praise ye our gracious King, Strike each melodious string, Join heart and voice to sing, " Worthy the Lamb !" p" 3 Hark — how the choirs above, Filled with the Saviour's love, Dwell on his name ! — Aff There, too, may we be found, With light and glory crowned, f While all the heavens resound, " Worthy the Lamb !" 166 C. M. Devizes. Marlow. 1 COME, let us join our cheerful songs, With angels round the throne ; Ten thousand thousand are their tongues.; But all their joys are one/ 2 " Worthy the Lamb that died"— they cry, " To be exalted thus :" — " Worthy the Lamb" — our lips reply, " For he was slain for us." HYMNS. 327 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And Sj more than we can give, Be, Lord, forever thine. 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thy endless praise. ."> The whole creation join in one To 1 ;■ red name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. 167 168 L. If. Hingham. 1 WHAT equal honors shall we bring To thee, O Lord our God, the Lamb, When all the notes that angels sing Are far inferior to thy name ! 2 Worthy is he that once was slain, The 'Prince of Peace, who groaned and Worthy to rise, and live, and reign [died, At his almighty Father's side. 3 Blessings forever on the Lamb, Who "bore the curse for wretched men : Let angels sound his sacred name, And every creature say — Amen. C. M. Dedham. Westford. Excellency of Chri.it. 1 INFINITE excellence is thine, Thou glorious Prince of Grace! Thy uncreated beauties shine With never-fading rays. 2 Sinners, from earth's remotest end, Come bending at thy feet ; To thee their prayers and songs ascend, In thee their wishes meet. 3 Millions of happy spirits live On thy exhaustles< store : From thee they all their bliss receive, And still thou givest more. 4 Thou art their triumph, and their joy ; They find their all in thee ; Thy glories will their tongues employ Through all eternity. 3^S HYMNS, loJ C. P. M. Rapture. Hobart. 1 OH, could I speak the matchless worth, Oh, could I Bound the glories forth, Which in my Saviour shine ! I'd - ouch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel, while he sings In notes almost divine. 2 Fd sing the precious blood he spilt, 31 v ransom from the dreadful guilt Of sin and wrath divine : I\l sing h;> glorious right in which ah- avenly din My soul shall ever shine. 3 IM sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne : In lol train, I would to cv Make all his glories known. 4 Will— the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his ;' Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend, A blest eternity Til spend, Triumphant in his grace. Ilingham. Bath 1 WHEN at this distance, Lord, we trace The various glories of thy face, What transport pours o'er all our breast, And charms our cares and woes to rest ! 2 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy! Raptures divine my thoughts employ ; [ s e the King of glory shine : I feel his love — and call him mine. mP 3 Yet still, O Lord, my waiting eyes mf To nobler virion f That grand assembly would I join, Where all iky saints around thee shine. 170 171 C. If. York. Earby. •: to Christ. 1 YE earthly vanities, depart ; Forever hence remove : . HYMNS. 329 Jesus alone deserves my heart, \ nd eveiy thought ot'love. 2 His heart, where love and pity dwelt In all their softest forms, Sustained the heavy load of guilt Fur lost, rebellious worms. 3 Can I my bleeding Saviour view, And yet ungrateful prove ? And pierce his wounded heart anew, And grieve his injured love ? 4 Dear Lord, forbid ! — oh ! bind this heart — This roving heart of mine — So firm, that it may ne'er depart, In chains of love divine. -* ' — C. M. Covington. Rye. 1 DO not I love thee, O my Lord ? — Behold my heart, and see : And turn each worthless idol out, That dares to rival thee. 2 Do not I love thee from my soul ? — Then let me nothing love : Dead be my heart to every joy. Which thou dost not ap'prove. 3 Is not thy name melodious still To mine attentive ear ? Doth not each pulse with pleasure beat My Saviour's voice to hear ? 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock, I would disdain to feed r Hast thou a foe, before whose face I fear thy cause to plead ? 5 Thou know'st I love thee, O my Lord, But yet I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, That I may love thee more. I/O C. M. Mansfield. Eusti3. 1 BLEST Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts O'er all thy graces rove, How is my soul in transport lost — In wonder, joy, and love ! p 2 Not softest strains can charm my ears, Like thv beloved name ; 28* 330 HYMNS. — Nor augkt beneath the skies inspire My heart with equal flame 3 Where'er I Look, my wondering eyes Unnumbered blessings see ; But what is life, with all its hliss, If once compared with thee? 4 Hast thou a rival in my breast ? — Search, Lord — for thou canst tell If aught can raise my passions thus, Or please my bouI so well. f 5 No — thou art precious to my heart — My portion and my joy: Forever let thy boundless grace My sweetest thoughts employ. C. M. Corinth. Chesterfiel J. / t: Christ precious. do1 1 JESUS, I love thy charming name ; 'Tis music to my ear ; < Fain would I sound it out so loud, — That earth and heaven might hear. 2 What'er my noblest powers can wish In thee doth richly meet ; Not to mine eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship halfso sweet. »f 3 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, P And sheds its fragrance there ; f> The noblest balm of all its wrounds, P The cordial of its care ! f 4 I'll speak the honors of thy name, > With my last laboring breath ; < Then, speechless, clasp thee in mine arms — And trust thy love in death. 17 O C. M. Litchfield. Dunde do! 1 THOU lovely source of true delight, AVbom I unseen adore ; Unvail thy beauties to my sight, That I may love thee morel f 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines; liut in thy sacred word I read, in fairer, brighter lines, P> My bleeding— dying Lord. HYMNS. 331 — 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, p And sins and sorrows rise — f Thv love, frith cheering beams of hope, My tainting heart supplies. p 4 Hut ali ! too soon the pleasing scene Is clouded o'er with pain ; My gloomy fears rise dark between, Lea And I again complain. mf ' 5 Jesus, my Lord — my life — my light, < Oh ! come with blissful ray ; f Break through the gloomy shades of night, And chase my fears away. 6 Then shall my soul with rapture trace The wonders of thy love : Then shall I see thy glorious face In endless joy above. I/O C. M. Franklin. Howard's. 1 THOU blest Redeemer, dying Lamb ! We love to hear of thee ; Xo music like thy charming name, Nor half so dear can be. 2 Oh may we ever hear thy voice ! In mercy to us speak ! In thee, O Lord, let us rejoice, And thy salvation seek. 3 Jesus shall ever be our theme, While in this world we stay : We'll sing of Jesus' lovely name, When all things else decay. 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, With all his favored throng, Then will we sin\V great I \\i E led and di< [to noblest life cur spirit drai Prom his deep woimds and pierced side. 2 It cost him deatb To buy <>ur souls, it cost his OWD : And all the heaven Were bought with _ inknown. 3 Let sin's delights be all foi s And cart: teem ■ Th( I Jnrist till every thought, And faith and hope be fixed on him ' 4 I would fon e i:i> name, 1 - unds to mortal ears unknown ; With angels join to praise the Lamb, Ah at his Father's throne. 189 L. 51. Danvers. Luton. 1 WHEN I survey the wondrous cr On which the Prince of glory died. My richest gain I count but I And pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it. Lord, that I should bo* Save in the death of Christ, my G All the vain things that charm me must, 1 sacrifice them to . I See from his head — has hands — his feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down ! Did e'er such love and sorrow m< Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small ; Love so amazing — so divine. Demands my soul — my life — my all. 190 L. M. Bath. Ralston Faith contempt 1 NOW let our faith grow strong, and rise, And view our Lord in all his love ; Look back to hear his dving cries, Then mount, and see liis throne above. HYMNS. 337 mP 2 See where he languished on the cross! Beneath our sins lie groaned and died : — mf See where he sits to plead our cause, By his almighty Father's side ! 3 How shall we, pardoned rebels, show How much we love our Saviour God? Lord! here we'd banish every foe — We hate the sins which cost thy blood. 191 C. If. Mear. Irish. 1 PREPARE us, Lord ! to view thy cross, Who all our griefs hast borne ; To look on thee, whom we have pierced— To look on thee, and mourn. 2 While thus we mourn, we would rejoice, And, as thy cross we see, Let each exclaim, in faith and hope — u The Saviour died for me !"' L. If. Lowell. Effingham. J uJi Hosanna to the Son of David. ' ' 1 WHAT are those soul-reviving strains, Which echo thus from Salem's plains? What anthems loud, and louder still, So sweetly sound from Zion's hill ? 2 Lo ! 'tis an infant chorus sings, Hosanna to the King of kings : The Saviour comes ! — and babes proclaim Salvation, sent in Jesus' name. 3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise, For we will join this song of praise ; Still Israel's children forward press To hail the Lord their righteousness. 4 Messiah's name shall joy impart Alike to Jew and Gentile heart: He bled for us — he bled for you, And we will sing hosanna too. f 5 Proclaim hosannas loud and clear ; See David's Son and Lord appear! ff All praise on earth to him be given, Ana glory shout through higliest heaven ! ^ no L. M. Alfreton. Duke Street A«70 Christ the Redeemer and Judge. 1 NOW to the Lord, who makes us know The wonders of his dving love, 29 338 HYMNS. Be humble honors paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Twas he, who cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in his precious blood ; 'Tis lie, who makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our eternal King, Be everlasting power confessed ; Let every tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold, on flying clouds he comes, And every eye shall see him move; Though with our sins we pierced him once, Now he displays his pardoning love. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day: Come, Lord — nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariot long delay. t L. M. Dan vers. Bath 1 «J*± The Church rejoicing in her King. 1 JESUS, thou everlasting King, Accept the tribute which we bring ; Accept the well-deserved renown, And wear our praises as thy crown. 2 Let every act of worship be Like our espousals, Lord, to thee ; Like that blest hour, when from above We first received thy pledge of love. 3 The gladness of that happy day, Our hearts would wish it long to stay Nor let our faith forsake its hold, Nor comforts sink — nor love grow cold. 4 Let every moment, as it flies, Increase thy praise — improve our joys, f Till we are raised to sing thv name, And taste the supper of the Lamb. 195 S. M. Utica. Hudson, 1 NOT with our mortal eyes Have we beheld the Lord ; Yet we rejoice to hear his name, And love him in his word. HYMNS. 339 On earth we want the sight Of our Redeemer's face ; Yet, Lord, our inmost thoughts delight To dwell upon thy grace. And when we feel thy love, Diviner joys arise ; On wings oi faith we soar above To mansions in the skies. 196 HOLY SPIRIT. L. M. Danvers. Nazareth. The Spirit enlightening and renewing'. 1 ETERNAL Spirit! we confess And sing the wonders of thy grace ; Thy power conveys our blessings down From God the Father, and the Son. 2 Enlightened by thine heavenly ray, Our "shades and darkness turn to day ; Thine inward teachings make us know Our danger and our refuge too. f 3 Thy power and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin ; Our wrld, imperious lusts subdue. And form our wretched hearts anew. p 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice ; < Thy cheering words awake our joys ; > Thy words allay the stormy wind— - P And calm the surges of the mind. 197 -:. Pentonville, The indwelling Influences 1 ?TIS God the Spirit leads In paths before unknown ; The work to be performed is ours, The strength is all his own. 2 Supported by his Lrrace. V* e still pursue our way : And hope at last to reach' the prize, Secure in endless day. 3 ?Tis he that works to will, ?Tis he that works to do : His is the power by which we act, His be the elorv'too. 340 HYMNS. Iqq L. H Medway. Bath. X *7 O Teachings of the &p irit. 1 COME, blessed Spirit, source of light, Whose power and grace are unconfined, Dispel the gloomy Bhades of night, The thicker darkness of the mind. 2 To mine illumined ryes display The glorious truth thy words reveal ; Cause me to run the heavenly way, Make me delight to do thy will." 3 Thine inward teachings make me know The mysteries of redeeming love, The vanity of things below, And excellence of things above. 4 While through this dubious maze 1 stray, Spread, like the sun, thy beams abroad ; Oh show the dangers of the way, And guide my feeble steps to God. C. M. Ltitzen. Stephens. \.*JiJ Regeneration by the Holy Spirit. 1 NOT all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God has given, Nor will of man, nor blood, nor birth, Can raise a soul to heaven. 2 The sovereign will of God alone Creates us heirs of grace ; Born in the image of his Son, A new, peculiar race. 3 The Spirit, like some heavenly wind, Blows on the sons of flesh. New-models all the carnal mind, And forms the man afresh. 4 Our quickened Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, — And that shall kindle ours. 207 L. M. Hingham. Ward. [To guide] Aff 1 COME, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, With light and comfort from above : Be thou our guardian — thou our ^ruide I O'er every thought and step preside. 344 HYMNS. 2 To us the light of truth display, And make us know and choose thy way: Plant holy fear in every heart, That we from God may ne'er depart. 3 Lead us to holiness — the road Which we must take to dwell with God : Lead us to Christ — the living way ; Not let us from his pastures stray. 4 Lead us to God — our final rest, To he with him forever blest : mf Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share — Fulness of joy forever there ! ^''O C. ."J. Dedham. Ely. Aff 1 FATHER, to thee our souls we lift, On thee our hope depends, I that every perfect gift From thee alone descends. 2 Mercy and grace are thine alone, And power and wisdom too; Without the Spirit of thy Son We nothing good can do. 3 Thou all our works in us hast wrought, Our good is all divine ; The praise of every holy thought, And righteous word, is thine. 4 From thee — through Jesus — we receive The power on thee to call ; In thee, O Lord, we move, and live — Our God is all in all. £\j%j L. M. Summer. Warrington. [To prepare for Worship.] Aff 1 COME, Holy Spirit, calm eacli mind, And lit us* to approach our God ; Remove each vain, each worldly thought, And lead us to thy blest abode. 2 Hast thou imparted to our souls A living spark of holy fire ? Oh ! kindle now the sacred flame ; Make us to burn with pure desire. 3 Still brighter faith and hope impart, And let us now our Saviour see : Oh ! soothe and cheer each burdened heart, And bid our spirits rest in thee. HOINS. 345 210 CM. St. Martin's. Mear. Aff 1 GREAT Father of each perfect gift, Behold thy servants wait ; With longing eyes — and lifted hands, We flock around thy gate. 2 Oh shed abroad that royal gift, Thy Spirit from above, To bless our eyes with sacred light, And tire our hearts with love. 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy, Declare our sins forgiven ; f And bear, with energy divine, Our raptured thoughts to heaven. 211 C M. Bedford. York. Aff 1 FATHER of all— in whom alone We live, and move, and breathe ; One bright celestial ray send down, And cheer thy sons beneath. 2 While in thy word we search for thee, Oh rill our souls with awe ; Thv light impart, that we may see The wonders of thy law. 3 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear ; Now thy revealing Spirit send, And give us ears to hear. 4 Before us make thv goodness pass, Which here by faith we know ; Let us in Jesus see thy face, And die to all below. AL& II. M. Bethesda. Aff 1 O THOU that nearest prayer ! Attend our humble cry ; And let thy servants share Thy blessing from on high : We plead the promise of thy word, Grant us thy lioly Spirit, Lord ! 2 If earthly parents hear Their children when they cry; If they, with love sincere, Their children's wants supply ; Much more wilt thou thv love clisplay, And answer when thy children pray. 34G HYMNS. 3 Our heavenly Father thou — We — children of thy grace — Oh let thy Spirit now Descend and fill the place ; So shall we feel the heavenly flame, And all unite to praise thy name. ^1<5 8s & 7s. Benson. Messina. [To comfort. 1 Aff l HOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness, Pierce the clouds of nature's night ; Come, thou source of joy and gladness, Breathe thy life — and spread thy light. 2 Author of our new creation, Bid us all thine influence prove; Make our souls thy habitation ; Shed abroad the Saviour's love. *jljt 7s. Benson. Alaen 1 COME, divine and peaceful Guest, Enter each devoted breast ; Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire, Kindle there the gospel fire. 2 Bid our sin and sorrow cease; Fill us with thy heavenly peace; Joy divine wre then shall prove, Light of truth — and fire of love. m\.0 7s. Alcester. Naples Aff 1 GRACIOUS Spirit— Love divine ! Let thy light within me shine ; All my guilty fears remove, Fill me with thy heavenly love. 2 Speak thy pardoning grace to me, Set the burdened sinner free; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious- blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart; Seal salvation on my heart : Breathe thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine ; Keep me, Lord, forever thine. HYMNS. 347 216 7s &-, Gs. Amsterdam. Aff i SAVIOUR, I thy word believe, My unbelief remove ; Now thy quickening Spirit give, The unction from above : Show me, Lord, how good thou art ; Now thy gracious word fulfil; Send the witness to my heart, The Holy Ghost reveal. 2 Blessed Comforter, come down, And live and move in me ; Make my every deed thine own, In all things led by thee : Bid my sin and fear depart, And, within, oh deign to dwell; Faithful Witness, in my heart Thy perfect light reveal. 3 Whom the world cannot receive, O Lord, reveal in me ; Son of God, I cease to live, Unless I live to thee : 31ake me choose the better part ; Oh, do thou my pardon seal; Send the witness' to my heart, The Holy Ghost reveal. 21 / L. M. Med way. Bath. Aff 1 GREAT God, and shall thy Spirit rest In such a wretched heart as mine ? Unworthy dwelling ! — glorious Guest i — How great the favor ! — how divine ! 2 When sin prevails — and gloomy fear, And hope almost expires in night, Lord, can thy Spirit then be here — Great spring of comfort, life, and light? 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh ! 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ! Else would my hope forever (lie, And every cheering ray depart. 4 And, when my cheerful hope can say, " I love my' God, and taste his grace," Lord, is it not thy blissful ray Which brings this dawn of* sacred peace? 348 HYMNS. 5 Let thy good Spirit in my heart Forever dwell — O God of love ! And light and heavenly peace impart — Sweel earnest of the joys above. £lO L. M. Medway. Bath 1 THE Holy Spirit sure is nigh ! 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ! Else would my hope forever die, And every cheering ray depart. 2 When some kind promise glads my soul, Do I not find his healing voice The tempest of my fears control, And bid my drooping powers rejoice ? 3 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish, my heart aspires ; Can it be less than power divine, Which animates these strong desires? 4 What less than thy almighty word Can raise my heart from earth and dust, And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, My life, my treasure, and my trust? 219 s. M. Bethany. Haverhill. Aff 1 BLEST Comforter divine! Let rays of heavenly love Amid our gloom and darkness shine, And guicle our souls above. 2 Draw, with thy still small voice, Us from each sinful way : And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay. 3 By thine inspiring breath Make every cloud of care, And e'en the gloomy vale of death, A smile of glory wear. 4 Oh, fill thou every heart With love to all our race! Great Comforter ! to us impart These blessings of thy grace. 2 20 L. M. Hingham. Brentford. Aff l BREATHE, Holy Spirit, from above, Until our hearts with fervor glow : Oh, kindle there a Saviour's love, True sympathy with human wo. IIV.MXS. 349 2 Bid our conflicting passions cease, And terror from each conscience flee ; Oh, speak to every bosom peace, ( nknownto all who know not thee. 3 Give us to taste thy heavenly joy, Our hopes to brightest glory raise ; Guide us to bliss without alloy, And tune our hearts to endless praise. 221 CM. Med field. Oakland. 1 WHY sliould the children of a King t Go mourning all their days ? — Great Comforter ! descend, and bring : ne tokens of thy grace. 2 Dost thou not dwell in all thy saints, And seal them heirs of heaven? When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven ? 3 Assure my conscience of her part In my Redeemer's blood ; And bear thy witness with my heart, That I ani born of God. 4 Thou art the earnest of his love, The pledge of joys to come: And thy soft wings, celestial Dove, Will safe convey me home. OOO TU£TU C. M. Mansfield. Medfield Aff 1 ETERNAL Spirit:— God of truth! Our contrite hearts inspire: Kindle the flame of heavenly love, And feed the pure desire. 2 ?Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, With guilt and fear oppressed : 5Tis tlnne to bid the dying live, And give the weary* rest. 3 Subdue the power of every sin, Whate'er that sin may be ; That we with humble, holy heart, May worship only thee. 4 Then with our spirits witness bear, That we are sons of God ; Redeemed from sin, and death, and hell, Through Christ's atoning blood. 30 350 HYMNS. ^2 — V L. M. Sunderland. Uxbridge p 1 THE Spirit, like a peaceful dove, Flics from the realms of noise and strife: Whv should we vex and grieve his love, \Vlio seals our souls to lieavenly life ! 2 Tender and kind be all our thoughts; Through all our lives let mercy run; So God forgives our numerous faults, Through grace abounding in the Son. **£ * L. M. Bingham. Bgwen A£ 1 SPIRIT of peace ! immortal Dove ! Here let thy gentle influence reign : Come, fill my soul with heavenly Jove, And all the graces of thy train". 2 Not all the sweets beneath the sky, Nor corn, nor oil, nor richest wine, Could raise my tuneful song so high, Or yield me pleasures so divine. 3 Blest with thy presence, I could meet Death, though in all his terrors dressed ; Nor, while I taste a joy so sweet, One fear disturb my peaceful breast. ^ L. M. Windham. Hingham. *- — *J The Spirit entreated not to depart. Aff 1 STAY, thou insulted Spirit— stay ! Though I have done thee such despite ; Cast nut a sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight. 2 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace received ; Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved ; 3 Yet, oh ! the chief of sinners spare, In honor of my great High rriest ; Nor, in thy righteous anger, swear I shall not see thy people's rest. 4 My weary soul, O God, release : Uphold me with thy gracious hand ; Guide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promised land. HYMNS. 351 L. M. Hingham. Danvers. L — (> Prayer for the Return of the Spirit. 1 O LORD, and shall our fainting souls, Thv just displeasure ever mourn ; Thy Spirit, grieved, and long withdrawn, Will he no more to us return ? 2 Great Source of light and peace, return, Nor let us mourn and sigh in vain ; Come, repossess these longing hearts With all the graces of thy train. %3 This temple, hallowed by thine hand, Once more be with thy presence blest : Here be thy grace anew* displayed, Be this thine everlasting rest. 227 L. If. Danvers. Rotterdam. 1 LORD, in the temples of thy grace Thy saints behold thy smiling face ; Here have we seen thy glory shine With power and majesty divine. 2 Return, O Lord — our spirits cry — Our graces droop — our comforts die ; Return, and let thy glories rise Again to our admiring eyes ; 3 Till, tilled with light, and joy, and love, Thy courts below, like those above, Triumphant hallelujahs raise, Till heaven and earih resound thy praise. WARNINGS AND INVITATIONS OF THE GOSPEL. L. M. Windham. £JLO The broad and narrow Ways. 1 BROAD is the road that leads to death, And thousands walk together there : But wisdom shows a narrow path, W'ith here and there a traveller. 2 "Deny thyself, and take thy cross," Is the rtedeemer's great command ; Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this "heavenly land. 352 HYMNS. 3 The fearful soul, that tires and faints, And walks the way- of God no more, Is but esteemed Almost a saint, And makes Ins own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let dot all my hopes be vain ; Create my heart entirely new; Which hypocrites could ne'er attain ; Which false apostates never knew. ££J CM. Grafton. Rochester. 1 STRAIT is the way—the door is strait, That leads to joys on high : 'Tis but a few that find the gate, While crowds mistake and die. 2 Beloved self must he denied, The mind and will renewed, Passion suppressed — and patience tried, And vain desires subdued. 3 Lord, can a feeble, helpless worm Fulfil a task so hard ? Thy grace must all the work perform, And give the free reward. B. M. Cedron. Haverhill. The Way of Sin not the Way to Heaven. 1 CAN sinners hope for heaven, Who love this world so well ? Or dream of future happiness, While on the road to hell ? 2 Can sin's deceitful way Conduct to Zion's hill ? Or those expect with God to reign Who disregard his will ? 3 Shall they hosannas sing, With an unhallowed tongue? Shall palms adorn the guilty hand Which does its neighbor wrong ? 4 Thv grace, O God, alone, Good hopes can e'er afford ! The pardoned and renewed shall see The glory of the Lord. L. M. Ralston. Elingham ^•j1 Danger of rejecting Christ. P" 1 HARK ! from the cross a voice of peace Bids Sinai's awful thunder cease ! — 230 HYMNS. 353 Aff Sinner ! that voire of love obey, From Christ, the true, the living way. 2 How else his presence wilt thou bear, When he in judgment shall appear ? When slighted love to wrath snail turn, And all the earth like Sinai burn ? 3 Xow from the cross a voice of peace o Bids Sinai's awful thunder cease — Aff O sinner, while 'tis called to-day, That voice of saving love obey. * L. M. Ralston. Uibridge. 232 One Thing needful 1 WHY will ye waste on trifling cares That life which God's compassion spares? White, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot ? 2 Shall God invite you from above ? Shall Jesus urge nis dying love ? Shall troubled conscience give you pain ? And all these pleas unite in vain? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue : Not so will heaven and hell appear, When death's decisive hour is near. Aff 4 Almighty God ! thy grace impart ; Fix deep conviction on each heart : Nor let us waste on trifling cares That life which thy compassion spares. i * 4. Greenville. • yO The Sinner invited and threatened. ] HEAR, O sinner ! — mercy hails you, Xow with sweetest voice shecalls; Bids you haste to seek the Saviour, Ere the hand of justice falls; Hear, O sinner ! — 'Tis the voice of mercy calls. M See ! the storm of vengeance gathering O'er the path you dare to tread; < Hark! the awful thunders rolling f Loud, and louder o'er your head; — mP Turn. O sinner ! — Lest the li^htnin^s strike you dead. 30 *~ 354 HYMNS. — 3 Haste ! O sinner ! to the Saviour, Seek his mercy while you may ; Soon the day of grace is over; Soon your life will pass away ; Haste, O sinner ! — You must perish — if you stay. 231 8s. 7s & 4. Greenville. Greece. 1 SINNERS, will you scorn the message, Sent in mercy from above? Every sentence — oh how tender! Every line is full of love : Listen to it — Every line is full of love. 2 Hear the heralds of the gospel, News from Zion's King proclaim, " Pardon to each rehel sinner ! — Free forgiveness in his name." — How important ! — "Free forgiveness in his name !" 3 Tempted souls, they bring vou succor; Fearful hearts, they quell your fears ; And, with news of consolation, Chase away the falling tears: Tender heralds! — Chase away the falling tears. 4 False professors — grovelling worldlings Callous hearers of the word, While the messengers address you, Take the warnings they afford ; We entreat you — Take the warnings they afford. 5 Who hath our report believed ? Who received the joyful word ? Who embraced the news of pardon. Offered to you by the Lord ? Can you slight it ? — Offered to you by the Lord ! 6 Oh, ye angels, hovering round us, Waiting spirits, speed vour way Haste ye to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay : Kebel sinners Glad the message will obey. HY31NS. 355 liOO S. If. Morningtcm. Miletus. 1 MY son, know thou the Lord, Thy fathers' God obey; Seek his protecting care by night, His guardian hand by day. 2 Call, while he may be found, Oh seek him while he's near ; Serve him with all thy heart and mind, And worship him with fear. 3 If thou wilt seek his. face, His ear will hear thy cry; Then shalt thou find his mercy sure, His grace forever nigh. 4 But if thou leave thy God, Nor choose the path to heaven ; Then shalt thou perish in thy sins, Len And never be forgiven. JmOV 7s. Norwich. Edyfleld. 1 SINNER! rouse thee from thy sleep, Wake — and o'er thy folly weep ; Raise thy spirit, dark and dead, Jesus waits his light to shed. 2 Wake from sleep — arise from death — See the bright and living path : Watchful tread that patli — be wise, Leave thy folly — seek the skies. 3 Leave thy folly — cease from crime, From tins hour redeem thy time ; Life secure, without delay, Evil is thy mortal day. 4 Oh ! then, rouse thee from thy sleep, Wake ! and o'er thy folly weep ; Jesus calls from death and night, Jesus waits to shed his light. 237 7a. Norwich. Edyfield Danger of Delay. 1 HASTE, O sinner — now be wise ; Stay not for the morrow's sun : Wisdom, if you still despise, Harder is it to be won. 356 HYMNS. 2 Haste — and mercy now implore ; Stay not Tor the morrow s sun ; Lest tliy season should h(3 o'er, Ehre this evening's stage be run. 3 Haste, O sinner — now return ; Stay not for the morrow's sun; Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Haste, O sinner — now be blest; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Lest perdition thee arrest, Ere the morrow is begun. C. M. Medford. Judea 23 O The Gospel Trumpet. f ' 1 LET every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice ; The trumpet of the gospel sounds, With an inviting voice. 2 Ho ! all ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind. And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill th' immortal mind, — 3 Eternal wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. 4 Ho ! ye that pant for living streams, > And pine away and die — — Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join ; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. 6 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day ; — *np Lord — we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. £OV s. M. St. Thomas. Paddlngton. 1 YE trembling captives, hear ! — The gospel trumpet sounds: No music more can charm the ear, Or heal your heart-felt wounds. HYMNS. 357 2 'Tis not the trump of war. Nor Sinai'fl awful roar; Salvation's news it spreads afar, And vengeance is no more. 3 Forgiveness, love, and peace, Glad heaven aloud proclaims; And earth the Jubi use, With eager rapture, claims. 4 Far. far to distant lands The saving news shall spread ; And Jesus all his willing hands, In glorious triumph lead. ~ JtU 8s k. 4. Leyden. Porafret. 1 ? 1 HARK, hark ! the gospel trumpet sounds, Through earth and heaven the echo bounds; Pardon and peace by Jesus* blood ! Sinners are reconciled to God, By grace divine ! 2 Come, sinners, hear the joyful news, Nor longer dare the grace refuse ; Mercy and justice here combine, Goodness and truth harmonious join, T' invite you near. t\ f 3 Ye saints in glory, strike the lyre ; Ye mortals, catch the sacred lire : Let both the Saviour's love proclaim — Forever worthy is the Lamb Of endless praise. L. H. Slade. Watenille. !L 1 1 Christ's Invitation to Si/iuers. mp 1 " COME hither, all ye weary souls, Ye heavy laden sinners, come : I'll give you rest from all your toils. And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 They shall mid rest, who learn of me: I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion racres like the sea, And pride is" restless as the wind. »p 3 Blest is the man, whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight ; My i'oke is easy to the neck, My grace shall make the burden light.55 358 HYMNS. mf 4 Jesus, wo come at thy command; With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand, To mould and guide us at thy will. i24J 7s. Rutland. Adullun 1 FROM the cross uplifted high. Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear!— . " Love's redeeming work is done — Come and welcome, sinner, come ! 2 Sprinkled now with blood the throne Why beneath thy burdens groan? On my pierced body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid — Bow the knee, and kiss the Son — Come and welcome, sinner, come! 3 Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest dainties stored ; To thy Fathers bosom pressed, Yet again a child confessed, Never from his house to roam; Come and welcome, sinner, come. 4 Soon the days of life shall end — Lo, I come— your Saviour, Friend! Safe your spirits to convev To the realms of endless day, Up to my eternal home — Come and welcome, sinner, come !" 24<3 C. Bf. Baldwin. Howard's 1 THE Saviour calls — let everv ear Attend the heavenly sound ; Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear ; Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, Here, streams of bounty flow ; And life, ami health, and bliss impart, To banish mortal wo. 3 Ye sinners, come — 'tis mercy's voice; That graeious voice obey ; 'Tis Jesus calls to heavenly joys — And can you yet delay ? HYMNS. 359 Aff 4 Dear Saviour ! draw reluctant hearts; To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts, And drink— and never die. ^t:t: 7s. Benson. Alsen. 1 COME ! said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice: I will guide you to your home — Weary pilgrims ! hither come. 2 Hither come — for here is found Balm for every bleeding wound, Peace, which ever shall endure — Rest, eternal — sacred — sure ! CM. Eastport. Dedham Mm.0 Invitation to the Heavy-laden. 1 ALL ye, who feel distressed for sin, And fear eternal wo, You Christ invites. to enter in — This hour to Jesus go ! 2 He, by his own almighty word, Will all your fears remove ; For every wound his precious blood A sovereign balm shall prove. mf ' '3 His conquering grace shall set you free From sin's oppressive chains, From Satan's hateful tyranny, And everlasting pains. Aff 4 Come then, ye heavy-laden — come ! His instant help implore : > Millions have found a peaceful home — nrf There's room for millions more. *4o L. M. Wakefield. Banvers. 1 COME, weary souls, with sin oppressed, Oh come ! accept the promised rest : The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppressed with guilt — a painful load, On come, and bow before your God ! Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. 3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt — and heal your woes 5 360 HYMNS. Here's pardon, life, and endless peace — How rich the gift! — how free the grace ! ^ * • C. M. Eastport. Tatmoa 1 SINNERS, the voice of God regard; His mercy speaks to-day; He calls you hy ign word, From sin's destructive way. 2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest, You live devoid ofp< A thousand stings within your breast, Deprive your souls of ease. 3 Why will you in the crooked ways Of sin and folly go ? In pain you travail all your days, rlo reap immortal wo ! 4 But he, who turns to God, shall live, Through his abounding grace : His mercy will the guilt forgive, Of those who seek his face. 5 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Renouncing every sin ; Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, And learn his will divine. 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts ! He pardons like a God ! He will forgive your numerous faults Through our Redeemer's blood. 248 M. Haverhill. Little Marlboro'. 1 OH, cease ! my wandering soul, On restless wing to roam ; All this wide world, to either pole, Has not for thee a home. 2 Behold the ark of God! Behold the open door; Oh ! haste to gain that dear abode, And rove, my soul, no more. 3 There, safe thou shalt abide, There, sweet shall be thy rest, And every longing satisfied, With full salvation blest. HYMNS. 361 8s, 7s & 4. Greenville. ^4V/ Sinners entreated by the Mercies of Christ. 1 COME, ye sinners— poor and wretched, Come 10 mercy's gracious hour ! Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and power: he is able He is willing — doubt no more. 2 Come, ye thirsty — ye are welcome ! God's free bounty glorify : True belief, and true repentance, Every grace which brings us nigh, Without money Come to Jesus Christ, and buy. 3 Agonizing in the garden,* Lo ! the Saviour prostrate lies ! On the bloody cross behold him, Hear him cry before he dies — " It is finished !" Heaven's atoning sacrifice ! 4 Lo! th' incarnate God, ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood : Venture on him — venture wholly; Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. JdOXJ II. M. Harwich. 1 YE dying sons of men, Immerged in sin and wo ! Now mercy calls again, Its message is to you ! Ye perishing and guilty, come ! In mercy's arms there yet is room. 2 No longer now delay, Nor vain excuses frame ; Christ bids you come to-day, Though poor, and blind, and lame : All things are ready — sinners, come ! For every trembling soul there's room. 3 Drawn by his dying love, Ye wandering sheep, draw near ! He calls you from above, The Shepherd's voice now hear : To him whoever will may come, In Jesus' arms there still is room. 31 3(32 HYMNS. 251 c. M. Dednam. Oakland 1 SINNERS, behold the Lamb of God, Who tal ir guilt : Look to th' atoning precious blood, That for our sins lie s;>ilt. 2 Sinners, to Jesus now draw near, Invited by bis word ; The chief of sinners need not fear; Behold the Lamb of God. 3 Backsliders, too. the Saviour calls, his blood ; An- from grievous falls; Behold the Lamb of God. 4 In every state, and time, and place, Nought plead but .Jesus' blood; However wretched be your ease, Behold the Lamb of God. 5 Spirit of grace, to us apply Immanuel's precious blood; That we may, with thy saints on high, Behold the Lamb of God. 252 12s. Scotland. F Cm race. 1 THE voice of free gjaoe cries. * Escape to the mountain f For Adam s lost rau e Christ hath opened a fountain ; For sin and uncloauness. and every tran<£rression, His blood flows so freely in streams of salvation. ;- Halleiujah to the Lamb, who has bought us a pardon, 'We'll praise him again, when we pa>s over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair, Now he calls you in mercy — and can you forbear? Though your >ins are increased as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them — it flows from the fountain. 3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glorious; O'er sin. death, and hell, he is more than victorious; With shouting- proclaim it — oh trust in his passion, He sa\es us most freely — oh precious salval 4 Our Jesus his name now proclaims all 'ic torious, He reigns over all. and his kingdom is glorious : To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation! And triumph, ascribing to him our salvation. 5 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore j W:th harps in our hands, we'll praise him the more ; We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river, Aiid sing of salvation forever ai i ever ! 253 HYMNS. 363 S. M. Haverhill. Pentonville 1 THE Spirit, in our heart?, Is whispering, k Sinner, come ;' The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims To all his children, ' Come !' 2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, i Come !' Let him that thirsts tor righteousness, To Christ, the fountain, come ! 3 Yes, whosoever will, Oh let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life ; 'Tis Jesus bids him come. 4 Lo ! Jesus, who invites, Declares, ' I quickly come :' Lord, even so ! we wait thy hour; O blest Redeemer, come ! £d^. C. M. Dedham. Trincetofl. 1 OH what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found ! Suited to every sinner's case, Who knows the joyful sound. 2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls, Are freely welcome here'; Salvation, like a river, rolls, Abundant, free, and clear. 3 Come then, with all your wants and wounds, Your every burden bring! Here love — unchanging love abounds, A deep, celestial spring! 4 Whoever will — oh gracious word ! — Shall of this stream partake : Come, thirsty souls — and bless the Lord, And drink for Jesus' sake ! 5 Millions of sinners, vile as you, Have here found life ami peace : Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. C. M. St. Martin's. Stephens. The Gospel Feast. 1 YE wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a roval feast ! 255 364 HYMNS. Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, Fur every humble guest 2 There Jesus stands with open arms ; lie calls — he bids you come: Though guilt restrains — and tear alarms, Behold, there yet ifl room. 3 Oh ! come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love ; While hope expects the sweet repast Of nobler joys ab< 4 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, In songs on earth unknown. 5 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come : Ye longing souls, the grace adore, And enter while there's room. 256 L. M. 61. Palestine. Belville. The Gospel u i Peace and Rest. 1 PEACJ2, humbled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught these rocks the notes of wo ; Cease thy complaint — suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow ; Behold the precious balm is found, To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. 2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed, Unburthen here thy weighty load ; Here find thy refuge and thy rest, And trust the mercy of thy God : Thy God's thy Saviour — glorious word ! Forever love and praise the Lord. 257 L. M Hebron. Ward. Sinners invited to Living Waters, 1 HO ! every one that thirsts — draw nigh ; 'Tis God invites the fallen race; Mercy and free salvation buy ; Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 2 Come to the living waters — come! Sinners, obey your Maker's call ; Return, ye weary wanderers, home, And find his grace is free to all. HYMNS :io5 L. M. Hebron. Slade. AOO The River of Life. 1 GREAT Source of being and of love ! Thou waterest all the worlds above; And all the joys which mortals know, From thine exhaustless fountain flow. 2 A sacred spring, at thy command, From Sion s mount, in Canaan's land, Beside thy temple cleaves the ground, And pours its limpid stream around. 3 Tins gentle stream, with sudden force, Swells to a river in its course ; Through desert realms its windings play, And scatter blessings all the way. 4 Close by its banks, in order fair, Tne blooming trees of life appear; Their blossoms fragrant odors give, And on their fruit the nations live. * 5 Flow, wondrous stream ! with glory crowned, Flow on to earth's remotest bound; > And bear us, on thy gentle wave — — To him who all thy virtues gave. S. Iff. Southfield. Miletus. +mO*J X -uterf. Time. 1 NOW is th' accepted time, Now is the day of grace : Now, sinners, come, without delay, And seek the Saviour's face. 2 Now is th' accepted time, The Saviour calls to-day; To-morrow it may be too late. Then why should ycu delay ? 3 Now is th' accepted time, The gospel bids you come : And every promise in his word Declares there yet is room. «np 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, And feast them with thy love : — Then will the angels swiftly fly To bear the news above. 260 S. H. Little Marlboro'. Dunbar. 1 ALL yesterday is gone! To-morrows not our own ; 31* 366 HYMNS. O sinner, come, without delay, To how before the throne ? 2 Oh hear his voice to-day, And harden not your heart: To-morrow, with a frown, lie may Pronounce the word — depart. Q£,-| r- W. Rochester. Dedham. ^O 1 Pardon and Sanctijication ojfered. 1 IN vain we lavish out our lives To gather empty wind ; The choicest blessings earth can yield Will starve a hungry mind. 2 But God can every want supply, And till our hearts with peace : He gives by covenant, and by oath, The riches of his grace. 3 Come — and he'll cleanse our spotted souls, And wash away our stains In that dear fountain which his Son Poured from his dying veins. 4 There shall his sacred Snirit dwell. And deep engrave his law : And every motion of our souls To swift obedience draw. 5 Thus will he pour salvation down, And we shall render praise ; We, the dear people of his love, And he, our God of grace. C. M. Mear. York. ^0*d God's gracious Call to Sinners. 1 LET us adore the grace that seeks To draw our hearts above : For, lo! the great Jehovah speaks, And every word is love. 2 Lord, help us now to seek thy face, By Christ the living way ; And praise thee for this hour of grace Through an eternal day! 2G3 C. M. Grafton. Corinth. 1 RETURN, O wanderer— now return ! And seek thy Father's face ! Those new desires, which in thee burn, Were kindled by his grace. HYMNS. 367 2 Return, O wanderer— now return ! He hears thy humble sigh: He sees thy softened spirit mourn, I DO one else is nigh. 3 Return, O wanderer — now return ! Tii*- Saviour bids thee live : Go to' his feet — and grateful learn How freely he'll forgive. 4 Return, O wanderer — now return ! And wipe the falling tear : Thy Father calls— no longer mourn! 'Tis love invites thee near. i£b4 L. M. Uxbridge. Duke Street. 1 THUS saith the wisdom of the Lord, Blessed is the man that hears my word ; Keeps daily watch before my gates, And at my feet for mercy waits. 2 The soul that seeks me shall obtain Immortal wealth, and heavenly gain; Immortal life is his reward, Life, and the favor of the Lord. p 7s. Turin. Pilton. ^■OO Sinners urged to accept the Invitation, 1 YE, who in his courts are found, Listening to the joyful sound, Lost and helpless as ye are, Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, Glorily the King of kings, Take the peace the gospel brings. 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, View this bleeding sacrifice; See, in him, your sins forgiven, Pardon, holiness, and heaven : Glorify the King of kings, Take the peace the gospel brings. ^OO 7s. Norwich. Alsen. 1 SIXXERS, turn— why will ye die? God, your Maker, asks you why: God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live. 2 Sinners, turn — why will ye die ? God, your SaviourJ asks you why : 3G8 HYMNS. He, who did your souls retrieve) He who died, that ye might live. 3 Will you let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again ? Why — ye ransomed sinners — why Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 4 Sinners, turn — why will ye die? God, the Spirit, asks you why: He who all your lives hath strove, Woo'd you to embrace his love ; — 5 Will ye not his grace receive? Will ye srill refuse to live ? Oh ! ye dying sinners, why — Why will ye forever die? 267 L. M. Windham. Ralston. Expostulation. 1 SINNER, oh why so thoughtless grown? Why in such dreadful haste to die ? Daring to leap to worlds unknown ! Heedless against thy God to fly! 2 Wilt thou despise eternal late, Urged on by sin's delusive dreams? Madly attempt th' infernal gate, And force thy passage to the flames ? 3 Stay, sinner, on the gospel plains; And hear the Lord ot life unfold The glories of his dying pains ! — Forever telling, yet untold ! 268 CONVICTION AND CONFESSION. C. M. Grafton. Medfiela Conviction by the Law. 1 LORD, how secure my conscience was, And felt no inward dread ! I was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright ; "nut since the precept came With such convincing power and light, I rind how vile I am. 3 HYMNS. 369 My guilt appeared but small before, 'Till 1 with terror saw How perfect, holy, just, and pure Is thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load — My sins revived again ; I had provoked a dreadful God, And all my hopes were slain. 5 Mv God ! I cry with every breath, "Exert thy power to save, Oh ! break' the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave. ^t) J S. M. Olmutz. Little Marlboro'. 1 MY former hopes are fled, My terror now begins; I feel, alas ! that I am dead In trespasses and sins. 2 Ah, whither shall lfly? I hear the thunder "roar; The law proclaims destruction nigh, And vengeance at the door. 3 When I review my ways, I dread impending doom ; But sure a friendly whisper says, " Flee from the wrath to come." 4 I see — or think I see, A glimmering from afar : mf A beam of day, that shines for me, To save me from despair. Forerunner of the sun, It marks the pilgrim's way ; Til gaze upon it while I run, And watch the rising day. L. Bf. Medway. Middlebury. m / U Impenitence deplored. 1 AMID displays of wrath and love, What stubborn creatures, Lord, are we! No relish for the joys of heaven, No dread of endless misery. 2 With what a base contempt we treat Thy threatenings and thy promises ! Duty'neglect — and mercy slight, Nor fear to sin — nor seek to please. 370 HYMNS. 3 Could angels weep — lor us they'd mourn : Break, then, these flinty hearts, O God ! Sure we must melt beneath thy grace. Or feel the terrors of thy rod. 271 C. M. Grafton. Spencer Confession, 1 ALMIGHTY Father! God of grace! We all, like sheep ;;-• In tolly, from thy paths have turned, Each to his sinful way. 2 Sins of omission and of act Through all our lives abound ; Alas! in thought, and word, and deed, No health in us is found. 3 Oh spare us, Lord ! — in mercy spare! Our contrite souls restore, * Through him who suffered on the cross. And man's transg] re. 4 And grant, O Father! for his sake That we, through all our days, A just and godly lite may lead, To thine eternal praise. 272 C. M. Grafton. Eastport. Coldness and Inconstancy lamented. 1 LONG have we heard the joyful sound Of thy salvation, Lord ! Yet still how weak our faith is found, And knowledge of thy word! p 2 How cold and feeble is our love! How negligent our fear ! How low our hope of joys above ! How few affections there ! — 3 Great God ! thy sovereign power impart, To give thy word success! Write thy salvation in each heart, And make us learn thy grace. mf 4 Show our forgetful feet the way That leads to joys on high : Where knowledge grows without decay, And love shall never die. HYMNS. 371 2 / O C. M. Barby. Stamford. 1 PERPETUAL Source of light and grace, We hail thy sacred name ; Through every year's revolving round, Thy goodness is the same. 2 On us, all worth. — '• are, It wondrous mercy pours; As sure as heaven's established course, And plenteous as the showers. '3 Inconstant - e repay, And treacherous vows renew ; As false as morning's scattering cloud, And transient as the dew. p 4 In flowing tears our guilt we mourn, And loud implore thy grace, To bear our feeble footsteps on, In all thy righteous ways, f 5 Armed with this energy divine, Our souls shall steadfast move ; And with increasing transport press To thy bright courts above. «/4 L. M. Middlebury. 1 DEAR Jesus — when — when shall it be, That I no more shall break with thee ? When will this war of passion cease, And I enjoy a lasting peace ? 2 Here I repent, and sin again; Sometimes revive — sometimes am slain; Slain with the same malignant dart, Which, oh! too often wounds thy heart. 3 When, gracious Lord — when shall it be, That 1 shall rind my all in thee — The fulness of thy promise prove, And feast on thine eternal love ? CHRISTIAN GRACES. 275 C. M. Medfield. Spencer. Prayer for Repenimce. 1 OH for that tenderness of heart, Which bows before the Lord ! That owns how just and good thou art, And trembles at thy word ! 372 HYMNS. 2 Oh for those humble, contrite tears Which from repentance flow ! That sense of guilt, which trembling fears The long suspended blow! 3 Saviour, to me in pity give For sin the deep distress, The pledge thou wilt at last receive, And bid me die in peace ! — 4 Oli fill my soul with faith and love, And strength to do thy will ; Raise my desires and hopes above, Thyself to me reveal. 276 C. M. Patmos. Bethcr Repentance in View of Divine Patience. 1 AND are we, wretches, yet alive ! And do we yet rebel ! 'Tis boundless ! 'tis amazing love ! That bears us up from hell ! 2 The burden of our weighty guilt Would sink us down to names ; And threatening vengeance rolls above, To crush our feeble frames. 3 Almighty goodness cries — " Forbear" — And straight the thunder stays ; And dare we now provoke his wrath, And weary out his grace. ^p 4 Lord — we have long abused thy love, Too long indulged our sin ; Our aching hearts now bleed to see What rebels we have been, mf 115 No more, ye lusts, shall ye command ; No more will we obey : < Stretch out, O God, thy conquering hand, f And drive thy foes away. 277 S. M. Dartmouth. Mornington. Ingratitude deplored. 1 IS this the kind return? Are these the thanks we owe? Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow ! 2 To what a stubborn frame Has sin reduced our mind ! 278 HYMNS. 373 What strange, rebellious wretches we ! And Godtl strangely kind! 3 Turn— turn us, mighty God ! And mould our souls afresh ! mfi l - (vereign grace, these hearts of stone, — And give us hearts of flesh. 4 Let past ingratitude Provoke our weeping eyes : And hourly, as new mercies fall, Let hourly thanks arise. C. M. Burford. Grafton. 1 WITH tears of anguish I lament, re thy feet, my God, My passion.* pride, and discontent, 'And vile ingratitude. 2 Sure there was ne'er a heart so base, So false as mine has been ) 9 i faithless to its promises, So prone to every sin. o How long, dear Saviour, shall I feel These struggles in my breast ? When wilt thou bow my stubborn will, And give my conscience rest ? mf 4 Break. sovereign grace — oh breakthe charm, And set the captive free : Reveal, great God, thy mighty arm, And haste to rescue me." 279 7a Norwich. 1 GOD of mercy ! — God of grace ! Hear our sad, repentant songs. Oh restore thy suppliant race, Thou, to whom our praise belongs! 2 Deep regret for follies past, Talents wasted — time misspent ; Hearts debased by worldly cares, Thankless for the blessings lent,— 3 Foolish fears, and fond desires, Vain regrets for things as vain, Lips too seldom taught to praise, Oft to murmur ancl complain ; — 32 374 HYMNS. 4 These — and every secret fault, Filled with grief and shame, we own: Humbled at thy feel we lie, Seeking pardon from thy throne! 5 God of mercy! Godof grace! Hear our sad, repentant songs, Oil restore thy suppliant rare, Thou, to whom our praise belongs! 280 C. P. M. Aithlone. The Penitent surrendering. 1 LORD, thou hast won— at length I yield; My heart, by mighty grace compelled, Surrenders all to thee : Against thy terrors long I strove, But who can stand against thy love ? — Love conquers even me. 2 If thou hadst bid thy thunders roll, And lightnings flash to blast my soul, I still had stubborn been : ]>ut mercy has my heart suhdued, A bleeding Saviour 1 have viewed, And now, 1 hate my sin. mf 3 Now, Lord, I would he thine alone ; Conu% take possession of thine own, For thou hast set me free ; Released from Satan's hard command, See all my powers in waiting stand, To he employed by thee. 281 S. M. Haverhill. Cedron. Repentance in View of Christ's Compassion. 1 DID Christ o'er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks he dry ? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. 2 The Son of God in tears — The wondering angels see ! Be thou astonished, O my soul! p He >\\ed those tear.— for thee. 3 He wept — that we might weep — Each sin demands a tear: — «af In heaven alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. HYMNS. 375 28i2 C. M. Medfield. Bethei. 1 DEAR Saviour ! when my thoughts recall The Wonders of thy grace, Low at thy feet, ashamed, I fall, And hide this wretched lace. 2 Shall love like thine he thus repaid? Ah ! vile, ungrateful heart ! By earth's low cares detained — betrayed From Jesus to depart : — 3 From Jesus— who alone can give True pleasure, peace, and rest: When absent from my Lord, I live Unsatisfied, uublest. 4 But he, for his own mercy's sake, My wandering soul restores: He bids the mourning heart partake The pardon it implores. 5 Oh ! while I breathe to thee, my Lord, The humble, contrite sigh, Confirm the kind, forgiving word, With pity in thine eye ! G Then shall the mourner at thy feet Rejoice to seek thy face ; And, grateful, own how kind — how sweet Is thy forgiving grace. 283 7?. Norwich. Pleyel's Hymn. 1 DEPTH of mercy! — can there be Mercy still reserved for me ! Can my God his wrath forbear ? Me, the chief of sinners spare? 2 I have long withstood his grace ; Long provoked him to his face ; Would not hear his gracious calls; Grieved him by a thousand falls. 3 Yet how great his mercies are ! Me he still delights to spare : Cries— " How shall 1 give thee up ?" Lets the lifted thunder drop. 4 Jesus, answer from above : Is not all thy nature love ? Wilt thou not the wrong forget ? — Lo, I fall before thy feet. 376 HYMNS. 5 Now incline me to repent! Let me now my fall lament ! Deeply my revolt deplore ! Weep, believe, and sin no more. 0 . Wachuselt. Lebanon. iOl StiM bewailed as causing the Death of Christ. 1 OH, if my -soul was formed for wo, How would I vent my sighs ! Repentance should like rivers flow r-rom both my streaming eyes. 2 'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord Hung on the cursed tree, And groaned away a dying life, For thee, my soul, for thee. 3 Oh, how I hate those lusts of mine, That crucified my Lord ; Those sins, that pierced and nailed his flesh Fast to the fatal wood ! f ' ' 4 Yes, my Redeemer — they shall die — My heart has so decreed: Nor will I spare the guilty things > That made my Saviour bleed, p 5 While with a melting, broken heart, My murdered Lord I view — f I'll raise revenge against my sins, And slay the murderers too. C. If. Grafton. Medfield. £oD Self-righteous Hopes renounced. 1 VAIN are the hopes the sons of men On their own works have built ; Their hearts by nature all unclean, And all their actions guilt. 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouth Without a murmuring word, Let all the race of man confess Their guilt before the Lord. 3 In vain we ask Grid's righteous law To justify us now; Since to convince, and to condemn Is all the law can do. mf 4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace ! — When in thy name we trust, Our faith receives a righteousness That makes the sinner just. HYMNS. 377 286 ■ L. M. Ulbfidge. Alfreton 1 NO more, my God— I boast no more Of all the duties I have done ; I quit the hopes J held before, To trust the merits of thy Son, 2 Now, for the love I bear his name, What was my pain, 1 count my loss-; My former pride 1 rail my shame, And nail my glory to his cross. 3 Yes — and I must and will esteem All things but loss foi .'• sus1 sake ; Oli : may my soul be found in him, And of his righteousness partake. 4 The best obedience of my hands Dares not appear before thy throne ; But faith can answer thy demands, By pleading what my Lord has done. C. If. Spencer. Grafton. JiO i Par I 'an implored. 1 PROSTRATE, dear Jesus, at thy feet, A guilty rebel lies ; And upwards to thy mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eyes In ceaseless torrents flow. 3 But no such sacrifice I plead To expiate my guilt ; No tears, but those which thou hast shed- No blood, but thou hast spilt. 4 I plead thy sorrows, dearest Lord; l)o thou my sins forgive : Thy justice will approve the word, That bids the sinner live. 288 L. M. 61. Salisbury. Dresden. 1 FATHER of mercies— God of iove ! Oh ! hear a humble suppliant's cry ; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty: Oh ! cleign to hear my mournfu f voice, And bid my drooping heart rejoice. 378 HYMNS. 2 I urge no merits of my own, 4» No worth, to claim thy gracious smile: No — when I bow before thy throne — Dare to converse with God uwhile — Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea — Dearest and sweetest name to me ! 3 Father of mercies — God of love ! Then hear thv humble suppliant's cry; Bend from thy lofty seat above, Thy throne of glorious majesty: One pardoning word can make me whole, And soothe the anguish of my soul. £o9 L. M. Alfreton. Uibridge. 1 AWAKED from sin's delusive sleep, My heavy guilt I feel, and weep : Beneath a weight of woes oppressed, I come to thee, my Lord, for rest. 2 Now, from thy throne of bliss above, Shed down a look of heavenly love ; That balm shall sweeten all my pain, And bid my soul rejoice again. 3 By thy divine, transforming power, my ruined nature now restore ; And let my life and temper shine. In blest resemblance, Lord, to thine. £i)\J C. M. Spencer. Grafton. 1 LORD, I approach the mercy-seat, Where thou dost answrer prayer; There humbly fall before thy feet, For none can perish there. 2 Thv promise is my only plea ; With this I venture nigh ; Thou callest burdened souls to thee, And such, O Lord, am I. 3 Bowed down beneath a load of sin, By Satan sorely pressed, By war without, and fear within, I come to thee for rest. mf 4 Be thou my shield and hiding-place; That, sheltered near thy side, I may mv fierce accuser face, And tell him — thou hast died. HYMNS. 379 5 Oh wondrous love ! — to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, Thai guilty Burners, such as I, Blight plead thy gracious name. 291 B. If. Boxford. Dartmouth. 1 THOU Lord of all above, And all below the sky, Prostrate before thy feet I fall, And for thy mercy cry. 2 Forgive my follies past, The crimes which I have done ; Oh. bid a contrite sinner live, Through thine incarnate Son. 3 Guilt, like a heavy load. Upon my conscience lies; To thee I make my sorrows known, And lift my weeping eyes. 4 The burden which I feel, Thou only canst remove; Do thou display thy pardoning grace, And thine unbounded love. 5 One gracious look of thine Will ease my troubled breast : Oh ! let me know my sins forgiven, And I shall then be blest. rwvQ c- M- Eastport. Lebanon. LiUM Absence from God deprecated. 1 OH thou, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye ; — 2 See, Lord, before thy throne of grace, A wretched wanderer mourn T Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou not said — ' Return' ? 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet ? Oh ! let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat. 4 Absent from thee, my Guide ! my Light ! Without one cheering ray, Through dangers, fears, aiid gloomy night, How desolate my way ! 380 HYMNS. 5 Oh! shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine! And Jet thy healing voice impart A taste of joy divine. 293 S. M. Haverhill. Hudson. Returning to Christ. mf i '1 YE sons of earth, arise ! Ye creatures of a day ! Redeem the time — he hold — be wise, And cast your bonds away. 2 The year of gospel-grace, With us rejoice to see ; And thankfully in Christ embrace Your proffered liberty. Aff 3 Blest Saviour— Lord of all ! Thee help us to receive ; Obedient to thy gracious call, Oh, bid us turn and live ! 4 Our former years misspent, Now let us deeply mourn ; And, softened by thy grace, repent, And to thine arms return! 294 C. Af. Grafton. Lebanon 1 HOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart Has wandered from the Lord ! How oft ray roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word ! 2 Yet sovereign mercy calls — ' Return.' Dear Lord, and may I come ? My vile ingratitude 1 mourn : Oh, take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou — wilt thou yet forgive, And bid ray crimes remove ? And shall a pardoned rebel live, To speak thy wondrous love. 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, How glorious — how divine ! That can to life and bliss restore A heart so vile as mine. 5 Thv pardoning love — so free — so sweet ! — Dear Saviour, I adore ; Oh keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. HYMNS. 381 mm JO L. M. Med way. Middlebur}'. 1 RETURN', my roving lieart, return, - vain shadows chase no more; Seek out some solitude to mourn, And thy forsaken God implore. 2 O thou great God, whose piercing eye Distinctly marks each deep retreat, In these sequestered hours draw nigh, And let me here thy presence meet. 3 Through all the windings of my heart, My search let heavenly wisdom guide; And still its beams unerring dart, Till all be known and purified. 4 Then let the visits of thy love, My inmost soul be made to share, Till ev'ry grace combine to prove That God has fixed his dwelling there. 22 «^0 Lb M. Windham. Hamburg. 1 All! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, That can from Jesus thus depart ; Thus fond of trirles vainly rove, Forgetful of a Saviour's love. 2 Dear Lord, to thee I would return, And at thy feet repenting mourn: There let me view thy pardoning love, And never from thy sigiit remove. 3 Oh, let thy love, with sweet control, Bind every passion of my soul : Bid every vain desire depart, And dwell forever in my heart. -J/ C. M. Baldwin. Litchfield. 1 MY Saviour, let me hear thy voice Pronounce the word of peace : And all my warmest powers shall join To celebrate thy grace, p 2 With gentle voice, call me thy child, And speak my sins forgiven ; The accents mild shall charm mine ear Like all the harps of heaven, mf 3 With joy, whem'er thy hand shall lead, P The darkest path Til tread ; f With joy I'll quit these mortal shores, Leo Ajiq mingle with the dead. 382 HYMNS. — 4 When dreadful guilt is done away, No other fears we know; That hand, which seals our pardon sure, f Shall crowns of life bestow. r\f^r-y ( • "• Judea. Feterboro\ *LJO Faith, tlie Evideiice of Things not seen. 1 FAITH is the brightest evidence Of things beyond our sight ; It pierces through the vail of sense, And dwells in' heavenly light. (2 It sets time past in present view, Brings distant prospects home, Of things a thousand years ago, Or thousand years to come. 3 By faith we know the world was made "By God's almighty word ; We'know the heavens and earth shall fade, And be again restored. 4 Abrah'm obeyed the Lord's command, From his own country driven ; By faith he sought a promised land, But found his rest in heaven. 5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray, The promise in our By faith we walk the narrow way, "That leads to joy on high. S. M. Mornington. Southfield. \m J « ' Sou rce a nd OJice of Fa itk . 1 FAITH— 'tis a precious grace, Where'er it is bestowed : It boasts a high, celestial birth, And is the gift of God. 2 Jesus it owns as King, And all-atoning Pn< si ; It claims no merit of its own, But looks for all in Christ. 3 To him it leads the soul, > When filled with deep distress, — Flies to the fountain of his blood, And trusts his righteousness. 4 Since 'tis thy work alone, And that divinely free; Lord, send the Spirit of thy Son, To work this laith in me. HYMNS. 383 C. M. Patinog. Eastport HJ A living Faith. 1 MISTAKEN soul-, that dream of heaven And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiven, While they are --laves to Lust ! 2 Vain are our fancy's airy flights, If faith be cold and dead: None but a Living power unites To Christ, the living head. 3 'Tis faith that purities the heart; "IV faith that works by Love ; That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 This faith shall every fear control By its celestial power : "With holy triumph rill the soul In death's approaching hour. L. M. Duke Street. '1 Wi bmg by Faith. 1 ?TIS by the faith of joys to come, We walk through deserts dark as night : Till we arrive at heaven, our home, Faith is our guide — and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies; She makes the pearly gates appear; Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith inspires a heavenly ray, Though lions roar — and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way. 2 C. M. Patmos. Dedham. 1 FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, And saves us from its snares: It yields support in all our toils, And softens all our cares. 2 The wounded conscience knows its power, The healing balm to ffive; That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dving live. r J384 HYMNS. 3 Wide it unvails the heavenly world, Where endless - reign ; [t bids us seek our portion there, Nor bids as seek m vain. 4 Fait ii shows the promises, a!i scaled With our !.' i "s blood ; It helps our feeble hope to rest Upon a faithful I 5 There, still unshaken, would we rest, > Till tli is frail body d f And then, on faith's triumphant wing, To endless glory rise. QCiQ <"• v- M- Aithlon* OUO Trusting in Ciiristfor Pardon. 1 O THOU that hear'st the prayer of faith, Wilt thou not save a soul from death, That casts itself on thee? I have no refuge of my own, But fly to what my Lord hath done Ai. . once for me. 2 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, His spotless righteousness 1 plead, And his availing hi That righteousness my robe shall be, That merit shall atone for me, And bring me near to God. 3 Then save me from eternal death, The spirit of adoption breathe, His consolations send* By him some word of life impart, p And sweetly whisper to my heart, — 'Thy Maker is Thy friend.' mf 4 The king of terrors then would be A welcome messeng< r to me, To bid me come away : f Unclogged by earth, or earthly things, I'd mount. I'd lly, with eager wings, To everlasting day. d(J4 L. M. Alfreton. Rotterdaa 1 HERE, at thy cross, my gracious Lord, I lay my soul beneath thy love ; Oh, cleanse me with atoning blood, Nor let me from thy feet remove. HYMNS. 335 2 Should worlds conspire to drive me hence, Unmoved and firm this heart should lie : Resolved — t'ov that's my last defence — [f I must perish, here to die. 3 But speak, O Lord, and calm my fear ; Am 1 not safe beneath thv shade? Thy vengeance will not strike me here, Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 4 Yes— I'm secure beneath thy blood, And all my toes shall lose their aim; f Hosannato my Saviour God, Ami loudest praises to his name. C. M. Judea. Jordan. (jYjO Love the chief Grace. 1 HAPPY the heart, where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast : Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. 2 Knowledge— alas ! 'tis all in vain — And all in vain our fear: Our stubborn sins will tight, and reign, If love be absent there. 3 This is the grace that lives and sings, When faith and hope shall cease ; f 'Tis this shall strike our joyful strings > Ln realms of endless peace. •306 L. M. U.tbridge. 1 HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews And nobler speech, than angels use, If love be absent, I am found Like tinkling brass — an empty sound. 2 Were I inspired to preach and tell All that is done in heaven or hell ; Or could my faith the world remove, Still I am nothing without love. 3 Should I distribute all my store To feed the hungry — clothe the poor; Or give my body to the flame, To gain a martyr's glorious name — 4 If love to God, and love to men Be absent, all my hopes are vain : Nor tongues, nor gifts, nor fiery zeal, The work of love can e'er fulfil. 33 J 386 HYMNS. ^>vi / C. M. Baldwin. Christmas. G< & the Portion of the SouL 1 MY God! the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights, The glory of ray brightest days, And comfort of my nights ! — 2 In darkest shades, if thou appear, My dawning is begun ; Thou art my soul's bright morning star, And thou my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine With beams of sacred bliss, While Jesus shows his mercy mine, And whispers, I am his! 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay At that transporting word, And run with joy the shining way To meet my dearest Lord. 30 b s. M. Lisbon. St. Thomas. 1 31 Y God — my life — my love, To thee — to thee I call; I cannot live, if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 Nor earth — nor all the sky Can one delight afford, No— not a drop of real joy, Without thy presence, Lord. *" 3 Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll; The circle, where my passions move, And centre of my 'soul. oOJ C. M. Bedford. Meufleld. 1 MY God — my portion — and my love, My everlasting all, I've none but thee in heaven above, Or on this earthly hall. 2 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compared to thee! Or what's my safety or my health, Or aii my friends to me ! 3 Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, HYMNS. 387 Without thy graces— and thyself, I were a wretch undone. 4 Let others stretch their arms like seas, And grasp in all the shore: Grant me the visits of thy grace, And I desire no more. 310 C. IL Dundee. Litchfield. 1 ETERNAL Source of joys divine, To thee my soul aspires ; Oh ! could I say, ' The Lord is mine V 'Tis all my soul desires. 2 My hope, my trust, my life, my Lord, Assure me of thy love; Oh ! speak the kind, transporting word, And hid my fears remove. — 3 Then shall my thankful powers rejoice, And triumph in my God : Till heavenly rapture tune my voice To spread thy praise abroad. 311 C. Iff. Mansfield. Dundee* True Happiness to be found only in God. 1 IN vain I trace creation o'er, In search of solid rest; The whole creation is too poor, To make me truly blest. 2 Let earth and all her charms depart, Unworthy of the mind ; In God alone this restless heart Enduring bli^s can find. 3 Thv favor, Lord, is all I want ; Ilere would my spirit rest: < Oh ! seal the rich, the boundless grant, mf And make me fully blest. 312 L. M. Middlebury. Denton. 1 THOU only Sovereign of my heart, My refuge, my almighty friend — And can my soul from thee depart, On whom alone my hopes depend? 2 Whither— ah! whither shall I go, A wretched wanderer from my Lord ? Can this dark world of sin and wo One glimpse of happiness afford? 388 HYMNS. 3 Eternal life thy words impart; On these my fainting spirit lives: Here, sweeter comforts cheer my heart, Than ail the round of nature gives. 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine, While thou art near, in vain thev rail ; One smile — one blissful smile of thine, My dearest Lord ! outweighs them all. 5 Thv name my inmost powers adore; Thou art my life — my joy — mv care: Depart from thee ? — 'tis death — 'tis more — > Tis endless ruin — deep despair! — G Low at thy feet my soul would lie; Here safety dwells — and peace divine: mf Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life — eternal life is thine. OlO C. M. Judea. Grafton. Dedham. 1 WHAT though no flowers the fig-tree Though vines their fruit deny, [clothe, The labor of the olive fail, And iields no meat supply ; — 2 Though from the fold, with sad surprise, My Bock cut ofTI see ; Though famine reign in emptv stalls, Where herds were wont to be: — mf 3 Yet in the Lord will I be glad, And glory in his love ; In him I'll joy, who will the God Of my salvation prove. 4 God is the treasure of my soul, The source of lasting joy; A joy — which want shall not impair, Nor death itself destroy. S. M. St. Thomas. Eastburn. Ol i Adoption. 1 BEHOLD ! what wondrous grace The Father has bestowed On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God! 2 'Tis no surprising tiling, That we should he unknown ; The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. HY31NS. 389 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made : But when we see our Saviour here, We shall be like our Head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purge our souls from sense and sin, As Christ, the Lord, is pure. 5 If in my Father's love I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer lie Like slaves beneath the throne ; Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own. SlO CM. Walney. St. Martin'?. 1 SOVEREIGN of all the worlds on high, Allow my humble claim ; Nor, when I raise my guilty head, Disdain a father's name. 2 My Father — God ! how sweet the sound ! P How tender — and how dear ! — Not all the harmony of heaven Could so delight the ear. 3 Come, sacred Spirit, seal the inrae On my expanding heart ; And show that in Jehovah's grace I share a filial part. t 4 Cheered by a signal so divine, Unwavering 1 believe ; > And Abba, Father, humbly cry ; f Nor can the sign deceive. 316 S. M. Haverhill. Little Marlboro'. 1 MOST gracious God, reveal Thy will concerning me ; WThate'er I do — whate'er I feel, I follow thy decree. 2 The counsels of thy love Be on my heart impressed, It then shall at thy bidding mov , And at thy bidding rest. 33* b 390 HYMNS. "»f 3 While thou my leader art, And niak'st me thine abode, I find the witness in ray heart, That I am horn of God. P 4 Father, thy will he done ! To thee 1 ail resign, The soie disposer of thine own, Dispose of me and mine: 5 At thy command — I go, Or quietly attend, 'Till all my care and toil below Leu In rest eternal end. 0 ^ C. ftf. Dundee. Canterbury. t) 1 ■ Filial Submission, 1 AND can my heart aspire so high, To say, ' My Father God V Lord, at thy feet 1 long to lie, And learn to kiss the rod. 2 1 would submit to all thy will, For thou art good and wise ; Let every anxious thought he still, Nor one faint murmur rise. mf 3 Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom And bid me wait serene ; f Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, And brighten all the scene. Aff 4 Mv Father ! — oh ! permit my heart To plead her humble claim ; And ask the bliss those words impart, In my Redeemer's name. olo C. Iff. Stamford. Litchfield. ^ 1 3IY God, my Father— blissful name !- Oh ! may I call thee mine ? May I. with sweet assurance, claim A portion so divine ? 2 This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly : What harm can ever reach my soul, Beneath my Father's eye ? 3 Whate'er thy holy will denies, 1 cheerfully resign ; Lord, thou art good, and just, and wise: Oh ! bend my will to thine. HYMNS. 391 4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, Oli ! give me strength to bear; And let me know my Father reigns, > And trust his tender care. U. M. Colchester. Stamford. ul J Strength and Protection from God. mf ' I J WHENCE do our mournful thoughts arise ? And there's our courage fled f Has sin, and raging hell > Struck all our comforts dead? 2 Have w thJ almighty name That formed the earth and sea? And can an all-creating arm Grow weary or dec 3 A strength and boundless grace In our Jehovah dwell ! II e gives the conquest to the weak, I treads their foes to hell. 4 Mere mortal power shall fade and die, > And youthful vigor cease ; f But we, that wait upon the Lord, Shall feel our strength increase. 3X0 C. M. Barby. Litchfield. 1 AXD ait thou with us, gracious Lord, To dissipate our fear? Dost thou proclaim thyself our God? — Our God forever near ? 2 Dost thou a Father'-: kindness feel, For all thy humble saints ? And in such friendly accents speak, To soothe their sad complaints ? ■* r ?3 Why droop our hearts— why flow our tears. While such a voice we hear? Why rise our sorrows, and our fears, While such a friend is near? — 4 To all thine other favors add A heart to trust thy word ; mf And death itself shall hear us sing, While resting on the Lord. <>1-1 C. M. Grafton. Eastport. 1 GREAT Source of boundless power and Attend my mournful cry ; [grace 1 392 HYMNS. In hours of dark and deep distress, To thee alone I fly. 2 Thou art my strength, my life, my stay ; Assist my feeble trust; Oh ! drive my gloomy fears away, And raise me from the dust. 3 P'ain would I call thy grace to mind, And trust thy glorious name ; Jehovah, powerful, wise, and kind, Forever is the same. 4 Thv presence, Lord, can cheer my heart, When earthly comforts die ; Thy voice can bid my pains depart, And raise my pleasures high. 5 Here let me rest — on thee depend, My God, my hope, my all ; mf Be thou my everlasting friend, And I shall never fall. oJ JL C. M. Burford. Medfleld. 1 HEAR, gracious God, my humble prayer ; To thee I breathe my sighs ; When will the cheering morn appear? And when my joys arise ? 2 My God ! oh, could I make the claim — My Father, and my Friend ! And call thee mine, by every name On which thy saints depend ! — 3 By every name of power and love, I would thy grace entreat ; Nor should my humble hopes remove, Nor leave thy mercy-seat. 4 Yet, though my soul in darkness mourns, Thy word is all my stay ; Here would I rest, till light returns: Thy presence makes my day. 5 Speak, Lord, and bid celestial peace Kelieve my aching heart ; Oh make my heavy sorrows cease, And all the gloom depart. mf 6 Then shall my drooping spirit rise, And bless thy healing rays ; And change these deep, complaining sighs, For songs of sacred praise. HYMNS. 393 323 Dundee. Medfleld 1 O GOD of Bethel ! by whose hand Thy people still are fed : Ti. h this weary pilgrimage thers led. 2 Our vows, our ; we now present Before thy throne of grace : God ofoor . e the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life Our wand < :: form my heart divine. G There Bhed thy tender love abroad, And make my comfort strong; f Then shall 1 say, ' My Father, God,' With an unwavering tongue. S. M. Little Marlboro'. St. Thomas. SHI Death to Sin by the Cross of Christ. 1 SHALL we go on to sin, Because thy grace abounds, Or crucify the Lord again, And open ail h is wounds ? 2 Forbid it, mighty God ! Nor let it e'er be said, That we, whose sins are crucified, Should raise them from the dead. 3 We will be slaves no more, Since Christ has made us free, Has nailed our tyrants to his cross, And bought our liberty. ^ L. M. Alfreton. Danvers. o2jO Living to Christ. 1 MY gracious Lord, I own thy right To ev'ry service I can pay, And call it my supreme delight, To hear thy dictates and obey. 2 What is my being, but for thee — Its sure support — its noblest end ? 'Tis my delight thy face to see, And serve the cause of such a friend. 3 I would not breathe for worldly joy, Or to increase my worldly good ; Nor future days nor powers employ To spread a sounding name abroad. 4 'Tis to my Saviour I would live ; To him who for my ransom died ; Nor could all worldly honor give Such bliss as crowns me at his side. 5 His work my hoary age shall bless, When youthful vigor is no more ; And my last hour of life confess His saving love — his glorious power. 39G HYMNS. S. M. Mornington. St. Thomas. O^i) Themgilani Servant, ii 1 YE servants of the Lord, Bach id his office wait ; With joy obey his heavenly word, And watch before his gate. 2 Let all your lamps he bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird Up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch ! — 'tis your Lord's command ; And while we speak, he's near: Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 Oh happy servant he, In such a posture found ! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. C. M. Lebanon. Med field. O'jU God the Author of Mercies arid Affliction*. 1 NAKED, as from the earth we came, And rose to life at first, We to the earth return again, And mingle with the dust. 2 The dear delights we here enjoy, And fondly call our own, Are only favors borrowed now, To be repaid anon. 3 'Tis God, who lifts our comforts high, Or sinks them in the grave ; He gives — and blessed be his name — He takes but what he gave. 4 Peace, all our angry -passions, then ; Let each rebellious sigh Be silent at his sovereign will, And every murmur die. 5 If smiling mercy crown our lives, Its praises shall be spread ; And we'll adore the justice too, That strikes our comforts dead. OOl a If. Dundee. Burford. 1 O THOU, whose mercy guides my way! Though now it seem severe, HYMNS. 397 Forbid my unbelief to say There is do mercy here! 2 Oh! may I, Lord, desire the paiu That comes in kindness down, Far more than sweetest earthly gain, Succeeded by a frown. 3 Then, though thou bend my spirit low, Love only shall I see ; The gracious hand, that strikes the blow, Was wounded once for me. 332 C. II Grafton. Stamford. 1 IT is the Lord — enthroned in light, Whose claims are all divine, Who has an undisputed right To govern me and mine. 2 It is the Lord — who gives me all My wealth, my friends, my ease ; And of his bounties may recall Whatever part he please. 3 It is the Lord — my covenant God, Thrice blessed be his name ! Whose gracious promise, sealed with blood, Must ever be the same. 4 And can my soul, with hopes like these, Be sullen, or repine ? No — gracious Gou ! — take what thou please ; To thee 1 all resign. Sod C. M. Spencer. Litchfield. 1 SINCE all the varying scenes of time God's watchful eye surveys, Oh, who so wise to choose our lot, Or to appoint our ways ! 2 Good, when he gives — supremely good, Nor less when he denies : Ev'n crosses, from his sovereign hand, Are blessings in disguise. 3 Why should we doubt a Father's love, So constant and so kind; To his unerrino; gracious will Be every wrisn resigned. 4 In thy fair book of life divine, My God, inscril>e my name ; 34 398 HYMNS. There let it fill some humble place Beneath my Lord the Lamf) ! <3o4 C. M. Medfield. Litchfield p 1 I>»T thy rebukes, all^gracious God, What soft compassion reig What gentle accents of thy \oice Allay thy children's pains! 2 "When I correct my chosen sons, A father's bowels nbove : One transient moment bounds my wrath, But endless is my love." mf 3 Our faith shall look through every tear, And view thy smiling face : And hope, amid our sighs, shall tune An anthem to thy grace. «p 4 Receive, at length, my weary soul To join thy saints above ; mf Then shall f learn a song of praise, Eternal as thy love. p C. M. Dedham. Oakland. O&O Safe trusting in God. 1 O LORD ! my best desires fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort, to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine". 2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears ? Or tremble at the gracious hand, That wipes away my tears ? 3 No — rather let me freely yield What most I prize to thee, Who never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold" from me. 4 Wisdom and mercy guide my way ; Shall I resist them both ? — A poor, blind creature of a day, And crushed before the moth ! 5 But ah ! mv inward spirit cries, Still bind me to thy sway ; Else the next cloud that vails my skies Will drive these thoughts away. HYMNS. 399 S. M. Bethany. <5?jO Faith prevailing in Trouble. 1 IF, through unruffled seas, Toward heaven we calmly sail, With grateful hearts, O God, to thee, \\ «"il own the fostering gale. 2 But should the surges rise, And rest delay to come, Blest l>e the sorrow— kind the storm, Which drives us nearer home. 3 Soon shall our doubts and fears All yield to thy control : Thy tender mercies shall illume The midnight of the soul. 4 Teach us, in every state, To make thy will our own ; And when the joys of sense depart To live by faith alone. OOi C. M. Westford. Eastport. Princeton, mp ] WHEN languor and disease invade This trembling house of clay, Tis sweet to look beyond my pain, And long to fly away: — 2 Sweet to look inward, and attend The whispers of his love ; Sweet to look upward, to the place Where Jesus pleads above : — 3 Sweet to look back, and see my name In life's fair book set down ; Sweet to look forward, and behold Eternal joys my own : — 4 Sweet on his faithfulness to rest, Whose love can never end ; Sweet on the covenant of his grace For all things to depend : — 5 Sweet, in the confidence of faith, To trust his firm decrees ; Sweet to lie passive in his hands, And know no will but his. 6 If such the sweetness of the stream, What must the fountain be, Where saints and angels draw their bliss, O Lord, direct from thee ! 400 HYMNS. 0 C. M. Medfield. Clarendon. tJOO A submissive and docile Spirit. 1 THOU boundless source of every good! Our best desires fulfil : Help us t" adore thy wondrous grace, And mark tin will. 2 In all thy merries may our souls Thy bounteous _ - -ee ; Nor let the gifts thy grace imparts Estrange our hearts from thee. 3 Teach us, in time of deep distress, To own thy hand, O God ! And in submissive silence learn The lessons ot' thy rod. 4 In every changing scene of life, Whate'er that scene may be, Give us a meek and humble mind, A mind at peace with thee. 5 Do thou direct our steps aright, Help us thy name to fear : Oh give us grace to watch and pray, And strength to persevere. 6 Then may we close our eyes in death, Free from distracting care ; For death is fife — and labor rest. «nf If thou art with us there. C. M. Dundee. Baity <5'5*J Contentment. 1 FATHER, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace Let this petition rise : — mp 2 ' Give me a calm, a thankful heart. From every murmur free ; The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 3 Oh, let the hope that thou art mine, My lite and death, attend — < Thyprcsence through my journey shme, ttf And crown my journey's end.' HYMNS. 401 C. M. Stamford. Colchester. e54:lJ God's Covenant a Security in Trouble. 1 MY God, the covenant of thy love A! tides forever sure ; And id its boundless grace I feel My happiness secure. 2 Since thou, the everlasting God, Mv Father art become; My Saviour my almighty Friend, 'And heaven my final home ; — 3 I welcome all thy sovereign will, For all that will is love ; And when thy way. great God, is dark, I wait thy Tight above. 4 Thy covenant, in my dying hour, Shall dwell upon my 'tongue, < And when 1 wake, shall still employ ™t Mv everlasting somr. 341 S. M. Haverhill. Dover. ting our Cares on God. 1 HOW gentle God's commands ! How kind his precepts are ! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust* his constant care. 2 His bounty will provide, His saints securely dwell : That hand which bears creation up, Shall guard his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down vour wearv mind ? Oh, seek your heavenly Father's throne, And peace and comibrt rind. 4 His goodness stands approved, Unchanged from day to day; mf I'll drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. S. M. Olmutz. Morningtofi, Wi* Humbly waiting en God. 1 AND shall I sit alone, Oppressed with grief and fear ? To God, my Father, make my moan, And he refuse to hear ? 34* 402 HYMNS. 2 If he my Father be, His pity he will show ; From cruel bondage set me free, And inward peace bestow. 3 If still he silence keep, 'Tis but my faith to try ; He knows and feels whene'er 1 weep, And softens every sigh. 4 Then will I humbly wait, Nor once indulge despair ; My sins are great — but not so great As his compassions are. o4o L. M. Ralston. Applelon 1 WAIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will ; Tumultuous passions, all be still! Nor let a murmuring thought arise — His ways are just — his counsels wise. 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work — the cause conceals ; But, though his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 13 Wait then, my soul — submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat: 'Midst all the terrors of his rod, Still trust a wise and gracious God. C. M. Colchester. Stamford. Otit: Bearing Shame for Christ. »f 1 DIDST thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame, And bear the cross for me ? And shall I fear to own thy name, Or thy disciple be ? 2 Inspire my soul with life divine, And make me truly bold ; Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine Nor love, nor zeal grow cold. 3 Let mockers scoff— the world defame, And treat me with disdain ; Still may I glory in thy name, And count reproach my gain, 4 To thee 1 cheerfully submit, And all my powers resign ; Let wisdom point out what is fit, And I'll no more repine. HYMNS. 403 C. M. Grafton. Dedham. u45 Sincerity. 1 AM I an Israelite indeed, Without a false disguise? Have 1 renounced my sins, and left My refuges of lies? 2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain ? Or is it formed anew ? What is the rule by which I walk, The object I pursue ? 3 Cause me, O God of truth and grace, My real state to know ! If I am wrong — oh set me right! If right — preserve me so! 34b L. If. Slade. Germany. 1 SWEET peace of conscience, heavenly guest ! Come — fix thy mansion in my breast, Dispel my doubts — my fears control, And heal the anguish of my soul. 2 Come, smiling hope, and joy sincere, Come, make your constant dwelling here ; Still let your presence cheer my heart, Nor sin compel you to depart. 3 O God of hope, and peace divine, Make thou these sacred pleasures mine! Forgive my sins — my fears remove, AncT till my heart with joy and love. 0 ^ CM. Eastport. Patmoa. Ul I Chiding ourselves for spiritual Sloth. 1 MY drowsy powers ! why sleep ye so? Awake, my sluggish soul I Nothing has half thy work to do, Yet nothing's half so dull. 2 Go to the ants! — for one poor grain See how they toil and strive ! Yet we, who have a heaven V obtain, How negligent we live ! 3 We, for whose sake all nature stands, And stars their courses move — We, for whose guard the angel- bands Come flying from above — 404 HYMNS. 4 We, for whom God the Son came down And labored for our good — How careless to secure that crown lie purchased with his blood! Aff 5 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still, And never act our parts ? — Come, holy Dove, from th' heavenly hill, And melt our frozen hearts, mf G Give us with active zeal to move, With vigorous souls to nse; < With hands of faith — and wings of love, f To fly and take the prize. C. M. Bedford. Stamford. Deliverance from Sin desired. 1 THOU great Redeemer! set me free From my old state of sin ; Oh make my soul alive to thee ; Create new powers within. 2 Renew mine eyes — and form mine ears, And mould my heart afresh ; Give me new passions, joys, and fears, And turn the stone to flesh. 3 Far from the regions of the dead, From sin, and earth, and hell, In that new world thy grace hath made, I would forever dwell. 318 349 C. M. Grafton. Barby. 1 OH may my heart, by crrace renewed, Be my Redeemer's tlirone ; And be my stubborn will subdued, His rightful claim to own. 2 Let deep repentance, faith, and love, Be joined with godly fear; And all my conversation prove My heart to be sincere. 3 Preserve me safe from every sin, Through my remaining days; And let each virtue in me shine, To my Redeemer's praise. 4 Let lively hope my soul inspire ; Let warm affections rise ; And may I wait with strong desire, To mount above the skies. 350 HYMNS. 405 C. M. Howard's. Wachusett. 1 Oil for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free! A heart that's sprinkled with the blood So freely shed for me ! 2 Oh for a heart submissive, meek, My great Redeemer's throne ; Where only Christ is heard to speak. Where Jesus reigns alone. 3 Oh for an humble, contrite heart, Believing, true, and clean ! Which neither life, nor death, can part, From him that dwells within. 4 Thy temper, gracious Lord, impart ; Come quickly from above ; Oh write thy name upon my heart — Thy name, O God, is love. (jO 1 L. M. Appleton. Medway. 1 AND dost thou say, ' Ask what thou wilt V Lord, I would seize the golden hour : 1 pray to be released from guilt, And freed from sin's polluting power. 2 More of thy presence, Lord, impart; More of thine image let me bear: Erect thy throne within my heart, And reign without a rival there. 3 Give me to read my pardon sealed, And from thy joy to draw my strength ; Oh be thy boundless love revealed In all its height, and breadth, and length. 4 Grant these requests — I ask no more, But to thy care the rest resign : Sick, or in health — or rich, or poor, All shall be well, if thou art mine. O') mm 7s. Pleyel's Hymn. Norwich. 1 LAMB of God, who thee receive, Who in thee desire to live, Day and night they cry to thee, Asthou art", so let us be ! 2 Fix — oh fix our wavering mind! To thy cross our spirits bind : 353 406 HYMNS. Gladly now we would be clean ; Cleanse our hearts from every sin. 3 Dust and ashes though we be, Full of guilt and misery ; Thine we are, thou Son of God ; Take the purchase of thy blood. 4 Sinners who in thee believe Everlasting life receive ; They with jov behold thy face, Triumph in thy pardoning grace. C. If. Stamford. Grafton. Prayer for quickening Grace, 1 PERMIT me, Lord, to seek thy face, Obedient to thy call ; To seek the presence of thy grace, My strength, my life, my all. 2 All 1 can wish is thine to give: My God, I ask thy love, That greatest boon I can receive, That bliss of heaven above. 3 To heaven my restless heart aspires, Oh ! for some quickening ray, To animate mv faint desires, And cheer the tiresome way ; 4 While sin and Satan join their art To keep me from my Lord, Dear Saviour, guard my trembling heart, And guide me by thy word. 5 Whene'er the tempting foe alarms, Or spreads the fatal snare, I'll fly to my Redeemer's arms, For safety must be there. 6 My Guardian, my almighty Friend, On thee my soul would rest; On thee alone my hopes depend, In thee I'm ever blest. 004 L. M. Summer. Danvers. 1 COME, gracious Lord — descend and dwell By faith and love in every breast ; Then shall we know, and taste, and feel The joys that cannot be expressed. HYMNS. 407 2 Come, fill our hearts with inward strength, Make our enlarged souls possess, And learn the height, and breadth, and length, Of thine eternal love and grace. 3 Now to the G')d whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, Be everlasting honor- done By all the church, through Christ his Son. fjOO S. M. St. Thomas. Mornington. 1 BEHOLD the throne of grace! The \ "omise calls me near ; There Je -u> shows a smiling face, And waits to answer prayer. 2 Thine image, Lord, bestow, Thy presence and thy love : I ask to serve thee here below, And reign with thee above. 3 Teach me to live by faith, Conform my will to thine ; Let me victorious be in death, And then in glory shine. 4 If thou these blessings give, And wilt my portion be, All worldly joys I'll cheerful leave, And find my heaven in thee. ., C. M. Wachusett. Princeton. OOO Longing for a closer Walk \citk God. 1 OH! for a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame : A lisht, to shine upon the road That leads me to the Lamb. 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I saw the Lord ? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours 1 once enjoyed! — How sweet their memory still I — But they have left an aching void The world can never fill. 4 Return, O holy Dove ! return — Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 408 HYMNS. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. * mf G So shall my walk he close with God ; p Calm and serene my frame; < So purer light shall mark the road mf That leads me to the Lamb, tyrm* C. M. Stamford. Walney. &3 • Cliristians perfrcted by Grace through Christ. 1 FATHER of peace ! and God of love ! We own thy power to save ; That power by which our Saviour rose Victorious o'er the grave. 2 We triumph in that Saviour's name, Still watchful for our good ; Who brought th' eternal covenant down, And sealed it with his blood. 3 So may the Spirit seal our souls, And mould them to thy will; Our treacherous hearts no more shall rove, But keep thy covenant still, mf 4 Still may we gain superior strength, And press with vigor on, Till full perfection crown our hopes, And fix us near thy throne. _ ^ L. M. Gloucester. Sparta. tJOO Blessedness of the Righteous. 1 BLEST are the humble souls that see Their emptiness and poverty : Treasures of grace to them are given, And crowns of joy laid up in heaven. 2 Blest are the men of broken heart, Who mourn for sin with inward smart ; The blood of Christ divinely flows, A healing balm for all their woes. 3 Blest are the meek, who stand afar From ra^e and passion, noise and war ; God will secure their happy state, . And plead their cause against the great. 4 Blest are the souls that thirst for grace, Hunger and long for righteousness; HYMNS. *0Q Thev shrill be well supplied, and fed With living streams and living bread. 5 Blest are the men whose mercies move To acts of kindness and of love; From Christ, the Lord, shall they obtain Like sympathy and love again. 6 Blest are the pure, whose hearts are clean, Who never tread the ways of sin ; With endless pleasure they shall see A God of spotless purity. * 7 Blest are the men of peaceful life, Who quench the coals of growing strife ; They shall he called the heirs of bliss, The" sons of God — the God of peace. 8 Blest are the faithful, who partake Of pain and shame fur Jesus' sake ; Their souls shall triumph in the Lord; Eternal hie is their reward. THE CHRISTIAN VIEWED IN VARIOUS RE- LATIONS AND CIRCUMSTANCES. 0 „ S. If. Mornington. Shirland. uOi) Vital Union to Christ. 1 DEAR Saviour, we are thine By everlasting bonds : Our hearts, our souls we would resign, Entirely to thy hands. 2 To thee we still would cleave With ever-growing zeal; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, Oh let them ne'er prevail. 3 Thy Spirit shall unite Our souls to thee, our head ; Shall form us to thy image bright, And teach thy paths to treaci. 4 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of day ; But love shah keep us near thy side, Through all the gloomy way. 35 410 HYMNS. 5 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear? If he In heaven hath fixed his throne, He'll fix his members there. 360 L. M. Alfreton. Hague 1 WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, To thee, O Lord, I lift my eyes, To thee 1 breathe my soul's desires. 2 Art thou not mine, my living Lord? And can my hope, my comfort die? — Tis fixed on thine almighty word — That word which built the earth and sky ? 3 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure: His word a rirm foundation gives ; Here I may build — and rest secure. 4 Here let my faith unshaken dwell ; Forever sure the promise stands : Not all the powers of earth, or hell, Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 5 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose ! If Jesus is forever "mine, Not death itself — that last of foes — Shall break a union so divine. 361 L. M. Rothwell. Sheffield 1 I KNOW that my Redeemer lives ; What joy the blest assurance gives ! He lives — he lives ! who once was dead, He lives, my everlasting head ! 2 He lives to bless me with his love, He lives to plead for me above : He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to help in time of need. 3 He lives, and grants me daily breath, He lives, and I shall conquer death ; He lives my mansion to prepare, He lives tobring me safely there. 4 He lives ! — all glory to his name ! He lives, my Saviour, still the same ; How great the jov this sentence gives, * I know that my "Redeemer lives? HYMNS. 411 L. M. Rotterdam. Uibridgo. fjOl- Deriving Strength from Christ. 1 LET me but hear my Saviour say, 4 Strength shall be equal to thy day;' Then I rejoice in deep distress, Upheld by all-sufficient grace. 2 I can do all things — or can bear All Buffering, if my Lord be there ; Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, While lie my sinking head sustains. 3 I glory in infirmity, That Christ's own power may rest on me ; When I am weak — then am I strong ; Grace is my shield — and Christ my song. C. M. Covington. Mansfield. *5UO Living by Faith on the Son of God. 1 BLEST Jesus, while in mortal flesh 1 hold my frail abode, Still would 'my spirit rest on thee, 3Iy Saviour, and my God. 2 On t'hy dear cross I fix my eyes, Then raise them to thy seat ; Till love dissolves my inmost soul, At my Redeemer's" feet. 3 Be dead, my heart, to worldly charms* Be dead to every sin ; < And tell the boldest toe without, f That Jesus reigns within. 364 7s. Alsen. Norwich 1 SON of God, thy blessing grant, Still supply my every want ; Tree of life, thine influence shed, With thy fruit my spirit feed. 2 Tenderest branch, alas! am I; Without thee, I droop and die ; Weaker than a bruised reed, Help 1 every moment need. 3 All my hopes on thee depend; Love ine, save me, to the end! Give me thy supporting grace, Take the everlasting praise. 412 HY3INS. cynr k "■ Danvers. Hebron <50O Christian Fellowship. 1 HOW 1 red tie, that binds In sweet communion kindred minds! How swift the heavenly course they run, Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one ! 2 To each, the soul of each how dear! What tender love ! — what holy fear! How does the generous liaine within Keiine from earth — and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow For human guilt, and human wo ; Their ardent prayers together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. 4 Together oft they seek the place Where God reveals his smiling face : How high, how strong their raptures swell,, There's none but kindred souls can tefl. Nor shall the glowing flame expire, When dimly burns frail nature s fire see fire : Then shall they meet in realms above — A heaven of joy — a heaven of love. mf B. ML Olrautz. Pentonville. 1 BLEST be the tie that binds Our hearts in Christian love ! The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. 2 Before our Father's throne We pour our ardent prayers ; Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one — Our comforts and our cares. 3 We share our mutual woes, Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear. 4 When we are called to part, It gives us mutual pain ; But we shall still be joined in heart, And hope to meet again. 5 This glorious hope revives Our courage by the way; While each in expectation lives, And longs to see the day. HYMNS. 413 — 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, From sin, we shall be free ; < < And perfect love and friendship reign mf Through all eternity. OOl C. M. Corinth. Ariington. 1 HOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, When those that love the Lord, In one another's peace delight, And thus fulfil his word ! — 2 When each can feel his brother's sigh, And with him bear a part ; When sorrow flows from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart: — 3 When, free from envy, scorn, and pride, Our wishes all above, Each can his brother's tailings hide, And show a brother's love : — 4 When love, in one delightful stream, Through every bosom flows ; And union sweet, and dear esteem, In every action glows, mf 5 Love is the golden chain, that binds The happy souls above ; And he's an heir of heaven, that finds His bosom glow with love. 368 7s. Edyfield. 1 SWEET the time — exceeding sweet ! When the saints together meet, When the Saviour is the theme, When they join to sing of him. 2 Sing we then eternal love, Such as did the Father move : He beheld the world undone, Loved the world — and gave his Son. 3 Sing the Son's amazing love ; How he left the realms above, Took our nature, and our place, Lived and died to save our race. 4 Sin<* we too the Spirit's love ; With our wretched hearts he strove ; Filled our minds with grief and fear, Brought the precious baviour near. 35* 414 HYMNS. 5 Sweet the place — exceeding sweet, Where the saints in glory meet; Where the Saviour's still the theme, Where they see and sing of him. <3v) J C. M. Medfield. Dedham. 1 BLEST he the dear, uniting love, That will not let us part : Our hodies may far oft remove ; We still are one in heart ! 2 Joined in one spirit to our Head, Where he appoints we go; We still in Jesus' footsteps tread, And still his praise we show. 3 Oh may we ever walk in him, And nothing know beside! Nothing desire — nothing esteem, l>ut Jesus crucified! 4 Richly we share the Saviour's grace, WeVe one in mind and heart ; Not jov, nor grief — not time, nor place, Not life, nor death can part. O/O L. M. Med way. Bath. 1 THY presence, everlasting God, Wide o'er all nature spreads abroad; Thy watchful eyes, which cannot sleep, In every place thy children keep. 2 While near each other we remain, Thou dost our lives and souls sustain ; When absent, thou dost make us share Thy smiles, thy counsels, and thy care. 3 To thee we all our ways commit, And seek our comforts near thy feet ; Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine, And guard and guide us still as thine. 4 Give us, O Lord, within thy house, Again to pay our thankful vows : Or, if that joy no more be known, Oh may we meet around thy throne. ^>7 1 S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington 1 ONCE more, before we part, Ch bless the Saviour's name ; Let every tongue and every heart Adore and praise the same. HYMNS. 415 2 Lord, in thy grace we came, That blessing still impart ; We meet in Jesus' sacred name, In Jesus' name we part. 3 Still on thy holy word We'll live, and feed, and grow, Ami still go on to know the Lord, And practise what we know. 4 Now, Lord, before we part, Help us to bless thy name : Let every tongue and every heart Adore and praise the same. ^ C. M. Ferry. Arlington. *5 l u Dedication to God. 1 ETERNAL Father— God of love, To thee our hearts we raise ; Thy all-sustaining power we prove, And gladly sing thy praise. 2 Thine — wholly thine— oh let us be ! Our sacrifice receive : 3Iade, and preserved, and saved by thee, To thee ourselves we give. 3 Come, Holy Ghost — the Saviour's love Shed in our hearts abroad ; So shall we ever live and move, And be, with Christ, in God. 373 C. M. Medford. Dedham. 1 COME, let us join our souls to God, In everlasting bands : And seize the blessings he bestows, With eager hearts and hands. 2 Come, let us to his temple haste, And seek his favor there ; Before his footstool humbly bow, And offer fervent prayer. 3 Come, let us share, without delay, The covenant of his grace ; Nor shall the years of distant life Its memory e'er efface. 4 Oh may our rising offspring haste To seek their fathers' God ; L 416 HYMNS. Nor e'er forsake the happy path Their fathers' feet have trod. a-f a C* M* Dundee. Medfleld. t> I t: Joining the Church of ChHst. 1 YE men and angels, witness now, Before the Lord we speak ; To him we make our solemn vow, A vow we dare not break,— 2 That, long as life itself shall last, Ourselves to Christ we yield ; Nor from his cause will we depart, Or ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength, But on his grace rely ; May he, with our returning wants, All needful aid supply. 4 Oh guide our doubtful feet aright, And keep us in thy ways ; And while we turn our vows to prayers, Turn thou our prayers to praise. _,_.., L. M. Danvers. Nazareth 375 1 OH happy day, that fixed my choice On thee, my Saviour, and my God ; Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 Oh happy bond, that seals my vows To him who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems fill the house, While to his altar now I move. 3 'Tis done — the great transaction's done ; I am my Lord's, and he is mine : He drew me, and I followed on, Rejoiced to own the call divine. 4 Now rest — my long-divided heart — Fixed on this blisslul centre, rest — Here have I found a nobler part, Here heavenly pleasures fill my breast, 5 High Heaven, that hears the solemn vow, That vow renewed shall daily hear; Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear. HYMNS. 417 L. M. Med way. Danvers tJTt) A Welcome to Christian Fellowship. 1 COME in, thou blessed of the Lord, Oh come in Jesus' precious name; \\ e welcome thee with one accord, And trust the Saviour does the same. 2 Those joys which earth cannot afford, We'll seek in fellowship to prove, Joined in one spirit to our Lord, Together bound by mutual love. 3 And while we pass this vale of tears, We'll make our joys and sorrows known ; We'll share each other's hopes and fears, And count a brother's cares our own. 4 Once more our welcome we repeat; Receive assurance of our love: Oh may we all together meet, Around the throne of God above ! -^^ S. M. St. Thomas. Hudson. O i i All one in Christ. 1 LET party names no more The Christian world o'erspread : Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their head. 2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crowned. 3 Thus will the church below Resemble that above : Where streams of endless pleasure flow, And every heart is love. 0^0 L. M. Mendon. Rothwell. & * O Tlie heavenly Race. ' * 1 AWAKE, our souls — away, our fears, Let every trembling thought be gone ; Awake, and run the heavenly race, And put a cheerful courage on. 2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road, And mortal spirits tire and faint; But they forget the mighty God, Who feeds the strength" of every saint } — 418 HYMNS. 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power Is ever new, and ever young ; And firm endures, while endless years Their everlasting circles run. 4 From thee, the overflowing spring, Our souls shall drink a lull supply ; While those who trust their native strength > Shall melt away — and droop — and die. f M 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, We'll mount aloft to thine abode ; On wings of love our souls shall fly, Nor tire amid the heavenly road. &1 ist thy course ; But hell and sin are vanquished foes; Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when he rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, Press forward to the heavenly gate ; Pf * There peace and joy eternal re — And glittering robes for conquerors wait. HYMNS. 419 fll 4 There shall I wear a starry crown. And triumph in almighty ^race ; While all the armies of the sKies Join in my glorious Leader's praise. S. M. St. Thomas. Pentonville. 00 1 Watchfulness and Prayer inculcated. I ' 1 MY soul, be on thy guard, Ten thousand foes arise; The hosts of sin are pressing hard To draw thee from the skies. 2 Oh watch, and fight, and pray ; The battle ne'er give o'er ; Renew it boldly every day, And help divine implore. 3 Xe'er think the victory won, Nor lay thine armor down : Thy arduous work will not be done Till thou obtain thy crown. 4 Fight on, my soul, till death Shall bring thee to thy God; He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, Up to his blest abode. C. M. Stamford. Stephens OOA Christian Courage and Self-denial. 1 * 1 AM I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb ? — And shall I fear to own his cause ? — Or blush to speak his name ? 2 Are there no foes for me to face ? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God ? 3 Sure I must fight — if I would reign ; Increase my courage, Lord ! I'll bear the toil — endure the pain, Supported by thy word. 4 Thv saints, in all this glorious war, £hall conquer, though they're slain : They see the triumph from afar, Aiid soon with Christ shall reign. 5 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine 420 HYMNS. In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine. C. M. Grafton. Bether. OOU Succor implored in spiritual Conflicts. Aff 1 ALAS, what hourly dangers rise J What sni my way ! To heaven ah let me lilt mine eyes, And hourly watch and | 2 How oft my mournful thoughts complain, And melt in flown: > My weak resistance !— ah, how vain! How strong rny foes and fears! 3 O gracious God! in whom I live, My feeble efforts aid ; Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, Though trembling and afraid. 4 Increase my faith — increase my hope, When foes and tears prevail; Oh bear my fainting spirit up, Or soon my strength will fail. 5 Whene'er temptations fright my heart, Or lure my feet -side, My God, thy powerful aid impart, My guardian and my guide. 6 Oh keep me in thy heavenly way, And bid the tempter flee ; And let me never, never stray From happiness and thee. C. M. Patnios. Judea. ?)Ot: The heavenly Mansion. 1 THERE is a house not made with hands, Eternal, and on high ; And here my spirit waiting stands Till God shall bid it fly. 2 Shortly this prison of my clay Must be dissolved, and fall ; Then, O my soul, with joy obey Thy heavenly Father's call. 3 'Tis he, by his almighty grace, That forms ijhee fit for heaven 5 And, as an earnest of the place, Has his own Spirit given. HYMNS. 421 4 We walk by faith of joys to come ; rd ; But while the body is our home, We're absent from the L 5 Tia pleasant to believe thy grace, Km we bad rather s We would 1"-' absent from the flesh, And present. Lord, with thee. „ CM. Arlington. Judea. t)oO If 1 BLEST be the everlasting God, The Fath< r of our J. Bo his abounding mercy praised, rnajesty adored. 2 When fr. m the dead he raised his Son, I called him to the sky, He save our souls a joyful hope, y should never die. 3 What though his uncontrolled decree omand our flesh to dust ? Yet, as u. r Saviour, rose, So all his followers must. 4 To an inheritance divine, He taught our hearts to rise ; 'Tis uncorrupted, undehded, Unfading, in the skies. 5 Saints by the power of God are kept Till his salvation come : Wo walk by faith, as stramrers here, Till Christ shall call us home. t>86 L. M. 61. Dresden. Eaton. 1 AND art thou, gracious Master, gone A mansion to prepare for me ? Shall I behold thee on thy throne, And there forever sit with thee ? Then, let the world approve or blame, I'll triumph in thy glorious name. 2 What transport, Lord, shall fill my heart, ^\ ^hen thou my worthless name wilt own ! When 1 shall see thee as thou art, And know as 1 myself am known! t From sin, and fear, "and sorrow free, > Mv soul shall rind its rest in thee. " 36 422 HYMNS. ^ L. M. Alfreton. Duke Street. So i The Sight of God and Christ the Joy of Heaven. 1 OH ! for a sight — a pleasing sight Of our almighty 1 athcr's throne ! There sits our Saviour, crowned with light, Clothed with a body like our own. 2 Adoring saints around him stand, And thrones and powers before him fall ; The God shines gracious through the man, And sheds bright glories on them all ! 3 Oh! what amazing joys they feel, f While to their golden harps they sing, And echo from each heavenly hill, The glorious triumphs of their King ! — 4 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, That I shall mount to dwell above, And stand and bow amidst them there, And view thy face — and sing thy love ? OOO L. M. Ralston. Appleton. 1 UP to the fields where angels lie, And living waters gently roll, Fain would my thoughts ascend on high, But sin hangs heavy on my soul. 2 Oh might I once mount up and see The glories ofth' eternal skies', p How vain a thing this world would be ! How empty all its fleeting joys ! — 3 Great All in All ! eternal King ! Let me but view thy lovely face, And all my powers shall bow and sing Thine endless grandeur and thy grace. 0 S. M. Utica. Pentonviile. OOcJ Heavenhj Joy on Earth. 1 COME, we that love the Lord, And let our joys be known; Join in a song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing, Who never knew our God ; But children of the heavenly King May speak their joys abroad. 3 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, 390 HYMNS. 423 Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. Then let our songs abound, And every tear be dr* : We're marching thro' Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high. 3k Pleyel's Hymn. Pilton. 1 CHILDREN of the heavenly King Afl ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are travelling home to God, In the way the lathers trod ; They are happy now — and ye Soon their happiness shall see. f 3 Shout, ye little flock, and blest ; You on Jesus' throne shall rest : There your seat is now prepared — There your kingdom and reward. AiT 4 Lord, submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below ; Only 'thou our leader be, And we still will follow thee. 391 C. Iff. Christmas. Litchfield, This Life a Pilgrimage. mP 1 LORD, what a wretched land is this, That yields us no supply, No cheering fruits — no wholesome trees, No streams of living joy ? 2 Our journey is a thorny maze, < But we march upward still ; mf Forget these troubles of the ways, And reach at Zion's hill. dol 3 There, on a green and flowery mount, Lea Our weary souls shall sit — " — And with transporting joy recount The labors of our feet. t 4 Eternal glory to the King, Whose hand conducts us through ; Our tongues shall never cease to sing, And endless praise renew. 393 424 HYMNS. <392 Me.lford. Dedham. 1 ETERNAL God, our wondering sonjs Admire thy matchless grace; That thou wilt walk— thai thou wilt dwell With Adam's sinful ; 2 Cheered with thy presence, I ean trace The desert with delight: ' Through all the gloom one smile of thine Can dissipate the night. 3 Nor shall I through eternal days A restless pilgrim roam ; Thy band, that now directs my course, Shall soon convey me home/ 4 Jovful my spirit will consent To drop its mortal load, And hail the sharpest pangs of death, — That break its way to God. L. If. Uxbridge. Danvers. 1 ARISE, my soul! on wings sublime, Abo^e the vanities of time ; Remove the parting vail — and see The glories of eternity! 2 Born by a new, celestial birth, Why should I grovel here on earth ? Why grasp at vain and fleeting toy-, So near to heaven's eternal joys? 3 Shall aught beguile me on the road, While I am walking back to God ? Or can I love this earth so well As not to long with God to dwell ? 4 To dwell with God ! — to taste his love, Is the full heaven enjoyed above; The glorious expectation now Is heavenly bliss begun below. Oi)4 L. M. Hingham. Ward. 1 WE'VE no abiding city here ; We seek a land beyond our sight ; f • I Zion its name — the Lord is there ; It shines with everlasting light. p 2 Oh ! sweet abode of peace and love, Where pilgrims, freed from toil, are blest I HYMNS. 425 mf Had I the pinions of a dove, I'd fly to thee — and be at rest. p" 3 But hush, my soul— nor dare repine ! The time my God appoints is best: »f While here, to do his will be mine, And his to fix my time of rest. Ss, 7s Sickness and sorrow — pain and death — < Are felt and feared no more. — 5 When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest ? When shall I see my Father's face, And in his bosorn rest ? C. M. Nottingham. York *IU^ Rest from Sin and Trouble in Heaven. 1 OUR sins, alas ! how strong they are ! And, like a raging flood, They break our duty, Lord, to thee, And force us from our God. 2 The waves of trouble, how they rise ! How loud the tempests roar : > But death shall land our weary souls — ' Safe on the heavenly shore. 3 There, to fulfil his high commands Our cheerful feet shall move : No sin shall clog our active zeal, Or cool our burning love. 4 There shall we ever sing and tell The wonders of his grace, Till heavenly raptures fire our hearts, And smile" in every face. 5 Forever his dear, sacred name Shall dwell upon our tongue, And Jesus and salvation be The close of every song. P. M. Plsgah *H\\ HEAD of the church triumphant, We joyfully adore thee ; Till thou appear, thy members here, Shall sing like those in glory. 403 HYMNS 429 We lift our hearts and voices In blest anticipation, And cry aloud — and give to God The praise of our salvation. 2 Wliile in affliction's furnace. And passing through the fire, Thy love we praise, that knows our days, And ever brings us nigher. We lift our hands, exulting In thine almighty favor ; The love divine, that made us thine, Shall keep us thine forever. 3 Thou dost conduct thy people Through torrents of temptation ; Nor will we fear, while thou art near, The lire of tribulation. The world, with sin and Satan, In vain our march opposes ; By thee we will break through them all. And sing the song of Moses. 4 Faith now beholds the glory, To which thou wilt restore us, And earth despise, for that high prize, Which thou hast set before us. And if thou count us worthy, We each, as dying Stephen, Shall see thee stand at God's right hand, To take us up to heaven. 404 C. M. Colchester. Stamford Unshaken Hope. 1 FIRMLY I stand on Zion's hill, And view my starry crown ; No power on earth my hope can shake, Nor hell can thrust me down. 2 The lofty hills, and stately towers. That lift their heads on high, Shall all be levelled low in dust — Their very names shall die. 3 The vaulted heavens shall melt away, Built by Jehovah's hands ; But firmer than the heavens, the rock Of my salvation stands. 430 HYMNS. Af\- C. M. Marlow. Judea. TtU O Communion of Saints on Earth with Saints in Heaven. 1 COME, let us join our friends above, Who have obtained the prize, And, on the eagle wings of love, To joy celestial rise. 2 Let saints below in concert sing With those to glory gone, For all the servants of our King In heaven and earth are one. 3 One family, we dwell in him, One church, above, beneath ; Though now divided by the stream — The narrow stream of death. mP 4 Ev'n now to their eternal home Some happy spirits fly ; And we are to the margin come, Len And soon expect to die ! Aff 5 Dear Saviour, be our constant guide ; Then, when the word is given, Bid Jordan's narrow stream divide, Len Ajid land us safe in heaven. C. M Westford. Marlow 4U0 Saints cheered with the Hope of Heaven. »p 1 COME, humble souls — ye mourners, come, And wipe away your tears : Adieu to all your sad complaints, Your sorrows and your fears. *nf 2 Come, shout aloud the Father's grace, And sing the Saviour's love : Soon shall you join the glorious theme In loftier strains above. 3 God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends : Calls you his treasure, and his joy, His children, and his friends. Aff 4 Mv Father, God ! and may these lips ^Pronounce a name so dear? Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony Delight my listening ear. 5 Forever let my grateful heart His boundless grace adore, HYMNS. 431 Which gives ten thousand blessings now, And bills me hope for more. f G Transporting hope ! — still on my soul With radiant glories shine, Till thou thyself art lost in joys, Immortal and divine. 407 CM. Marlow. Weitford. 1 SIXG. all ye ransomed of the Lord, Your great Deliverer sing: Ye pilgrims, now for Zion "bound, Be joyful in your King. 2 His hand divine shall lead you on, Through all the blissful road: Till to the sacred mount you rise, And see your gracious God. 3 Briirht garlands of immortal joy Bi ; all bloom on every head ;" > While sorrow, sighing, and distress, — Like shadows, all are fled. ni 4 March on, in your Redeemer's strength, Pursue his footsteps still ; With joyful hope still fix your eye On Zion's heavenly hill. C ML Oakland. Barby. Mourning over departed Comforts. SWEET was the time, when first I felt The Saviour's pardoning blood, Applied to cleanse my soul from guilt, And bring me home to God, 2 Soon as the morn the light revealed, His praises tuned my tongue ; And when the evening shades prevailed. His love was all my song. 3 In prayer my soul drew near the Lord, And saw his glory shine ; And when I read his holy word, I called each promise mine. »p 4 But now — when evening shade prevails— My soul in darkness mourns: And when the morn the light reveals, Len No light to me returns. 432 II VAIN.-. Aff 5 Rise, Lord, and help me To prevail — Oli make my sou! thy care ! Iknowthy mercy cannot fail j Let me that piercj share. 4UJ H. M. Bethesda. 1 WHERE is my Saviour now, Whose smiles I once possessed? Till lie return, I bow, J5y heaviest grief oppressed: My days of happiness are none, And I am left to wee]) alone. 2 Where can the mourner go. And tell his tale of grief? Ah! who can soothe his wo, And give him sweet relief? Earth cannot heal the wounded breast, Or give the troubled sinner rest. 3 Jesus, thy smiles impart; My dearest Lord, return, And ease my wounded heart, And bid me cease to mourn : mf Then shall this night of sorrow ilee, And peace and heaven be found in thee. 410 L. M. Med way. Spart?. 1 OH where is now that glowing love, That marked our union with the Lord ? Our hearts were fixed on things above, Nor could the world a joy afford. 2 Where is the zeal that led us then To make our Saviour's glory known? That freed us from the fear of men, And kept our eye on him alone ? 3 Where are the happy seasons spent In fellowship with him we loved ? The sacred joy— the sweet content, The blessedness that then we proved? 4 Behold, again, we turn to thee ; Oh castTus not away, though vile ! No peace we have — no joy we see, O Lord our God, but m'thy smile. HYMNS. 433 A I>. M. Medway. BaUi. 411 Cold Affections lamented, 1 JESUS demands this heart of mine, Demands my love, my joy, my care ; But ah! how dead to things divine, How cold, my hest affections are ! 2 'Tis sin, alas ! with dreadful power, Divides my Saviour from my sight ; Oli ! fur one happy, shining hour Of sacred freedom — sweet delight, mf 3 Come, dearest Lord — thy love can raise My captive powers from sin and death, f And fill my heart and life with praise, Len And tune my last, expiring breath. 412 C. M. Patmos. Ferry. Backsliding and Returning. 1 WHY is my heart so far from thee, My God, my chief delight ? Why are my thoughts no more by day With thee, no more by night ? 2 When my forgetful soul renews The savor of thy grace, Mv heart presumes I cannot lose '.The relish all my days. 3 But ere one fleeting hour is past, The flattering world employs Some sensual bait to seize my taste, And to pollute my joys. 4 Wretch that I am ! to wander thus, In chase of false delight ! Let me be fastened to thy cross, Nor ever lose thy sight. 413 C. M. Grafton. Medfleld. 1 DEAR Lord, accept a sinfid heart, Which of itself complains ; And mourns with much and frequent smart, The evil it contains. 2 How eager are my thoughts to roam In quest of what they love ! But ah ! when duty calls me home, How heavily they move ! 434 HYMNS. 3 Oh cleanse me in my Saviour's blood, Transform me by thy power, Make me, 0 Lord, thy West abode And let me rove do inure ! Little Marlboro'. 4 it: 1 OH thou, who on the <• Didst lm- my si Although rebellious, and perverse, Do not a child disown ! 2 Thine by a thousand i 1 am, and still would be ; Confirm my faith — inflame my love, And draw my soul to thee. L. Iff. Hingham. Medway. 1 MY gracious Lord, whose changeless love Tom rth nor hell can part, W m shall my Ah, what shall rix this faithless heart ? 2 Why do these cares my soul divide, It" thou indeed hast set me fr Why am I thus, if thou hast died, It" thou hast died to ransom me? 3 Great God. thy sovereign aid impart. And guard the gifts thyself hast given: mf" My portion thou, my treasure art, ' My life, my happiness and heaven. 4 Would aught with thee my wishes share, Though dear as life the idol be, <: That idol from my breast I'll tear, mf Resolved to seek my all from thee, — 5 Whate'er I fondly counted mine, To thee, my Lord. I here restore : =tf With joy I all for thee resign : Give me thvself— I ask no more. 416 S. M. St. Thomas. Pentonville 1 31 Y soul, review the time In which my G>u\ I sought; I cried aloud for aid divine, \nd aid divine he brought. HYMNS. 435 2 Through all my fainting heart His t To me his strength he did impart, And raised my drooping b ft? 3 Now will I raise my voice, In loud and cheerful song ; With all the saints will I rejoice, Who to his courts belong. 4 With them the path I'll trace, Which leads to his abode ; With them l'il sins redeeming grace, Along the joyful road. 5 Within his sacred walls, I shall he ever blest : I'll follow where my Father calls, Lec And seek his heavenly rest. 41/ 85. ic 4. Islington. South Street 1 CREATE, O God, my powers anew, Make my whole heart sincere and true ; Oh cast me not in wrath away. Nor let thy soul-enlivening ray Still cease to shine. 2 Restore thy favor, bliss divine ! Those heavenly joys that once were mine; Let thy good Spirit, kind and free, Uphold and guide my steps to thee, Thou God of love, mf 3 Then will I teach thy sacred ways : With holy zeal proclaim thy praise : Till sinners leave the dangerous road, Forsake their sins, and turn to God With hearts sincere, p 4 Oh cleanse my guilt, and heal my pain ; Remove the blood-polluted stain ; — f Then shall my heart adoring trace, < My Saviour God, the boundless grace, f That flows from thee. 41 O c. M. St. Martin's. Stamford. ] AGAIN, indulgent Lord, return, With sweet and quickening ^race, To cheer and warm nn soul, And speed me in my race. 436 HYMN:-. 9 Awake, my love, my faith, my hope, My fortitude, and j<>\ : Vain world, be gone — iet things above My happy thoughts employ. 3 Whilst thee, my Saviour, and my God, I would forever own ; Drive each rebellious, rival lust, Each traitor, from the throne. 4 Instruct my mind — my will subdue, To heaven my passions raise; And let my life forever be Devoted to thy praise. 419 INSTITUTIONS OF THE GOSPEL. S. M. Southfield. Clapton Safety of the Church. ' I 1 HOW honored is the place, Where we adoring stand, Zion, the glory of the earth, And beauty of the land! 2 Bulwarks of grace defend The city where we dwell; While walls, of strong salvation made, Defy the assaults of hell. 3 Lift up th' eternal gates, The doors wide open fling ; Enter, ye nations that obey The statutes of your King. 4 Here taste unming led joys, > And live in perfect peace : — — You that have known Jehovah's name, And ventured on his grace. 5 Trust in the Lord, ye saints, And banish all your fears : f 1 1 Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, Eternal as his years. 4J0 L. M. Mendon. Marietta. mf 1 1 1 HAPPY the church, thou sacred place, The seat of thy Creators grace ; Thine holy courts are his abode, Thou earthly palace of our God. HYMNS. 437 2 Thy walls are strength — and at thy urates A guard of heavenly warriors wan- : Nor shall thy deep foundation move, I on his counsels and his love. 3 Thy toes in vain designs engage, \ gainst thy throne in vain they rage ; Like rising waves with angry roar, > That break and die upon the shore. f 1 1 4 Then let our souls in Zion dwell, Nor fear the wrath of earth and hell; His arms embrace this happy ground, Like brazen bulwarks built around. — 3 God is our sMeld — and God our sun : 1 as the fleeting moments run, On us he w beams of grace, And i ,~-g C. M. Princeton. Jordon. J^-A Baptism. 1 MEEKLY in Jordan's holy stream The great Redeemer bowed : f Bright was the glory's sacred beam. p That hushed the wondering crowd. — 2 Thus God descended to approve The deed that Christ had done : Thus came the emblematic Dove, And hovered o'er the Sou. 3 So. blessed Spirit, come to-day To our baptismal scene ; Ye thoughts of earth, be far away, > Ye bosoms, be serene. f 4 This day we give to holy joy — This day to heaven belongs : Raised to new life, we will employ In melody our tongues. 42 — ". M. Dover. Inverness 1 DOWX to the sacred wave The Lord of life was led ; And he who came, our souls to save, In Jordan bowed his head. 2 He taught the solemn way, He fixed the holy rite ; He bade his ransomed ones obey, And keep the path of light, 37* b 438 HYMNS. 3 The Holy Ghost came down The baptism to approve ; The ordinance of Christ to crown, And stamp it with his love. Aff 4 Dear Saviour, we will tread In thy appointed way ; Let glory o'er these scenes be shed, And smile on us to-day. 423 ?- M- *« Thomas. Paddington. Church. 1 " CHOOSE ye his cross to bear, Who bowed to Jordan's wave ? Clad in his armor will ye dare, In faith, a watery grave r" Candi Ive^ 2 " We love his holy word, His precepts we obey, Buried in baptism with our Lord, We seek to be, this day." Chorus. 3 All hail ! ye blessed band, Shrink not to do his will, In deep humility, this work Of righteousness fulfil ; — 4 Tread in his steps, — with prayer, invoke his Spirit free, And as he burst the gates of death, So may your rising be. 424 C. M. Jordon. Marlow mf 1 BURIED beneath the yielding wave The great Redeemer lies ; Faith views him in the watery grave, And thence beholds him rise. 2 With joy we in his footsteps tread, And would his cause maintain, Like him be numbered with the dead, And with him rise and reign. 3 Now, blest Redeemer, we to thee Our grateful voices raise ; Washed in the fountain of thy blood, Our lives shall be thy praise. 425 B. M. Dover. Watchman 1 COME and behold the place, Where once your Saviour lay ; HYMNS. 439 Confess that he is Lord of all, And humble homage pay. 2 Laid in the water}' grave, He quickly rose again ; Buried with him, we too shall rise, And endless life obtain. 3 Now may the Spirit crown, With tokens of his grace, The solemn service of this day, And bid us go in peace. 8s. dc :-. Sicilian Hymn HUMBLE souls, who seek salvation Through the Lamb's redeeming blood, Hear the voice of revelation, Tread the path that Jesus trod. 2 He himself, in Jordan's river, Was immersed beneath the stream ; Now he says to each believer, " Be baptized in my name." 3 Plainly here his footsteps tracing, Follow him without delay ; Gladly his command embracing, Lol your Captain leads the way. L. Af. Portugal. Uxbridge. DO we not know that solemn word, That we are buried with the Lord ? Baptized into his death, and then Put off the body of our sin ? 2 Our souls receive diviner breath, Raised from corruption, guilt, and death ; So from the grave did Christ arise, And lives to God above the skies. 3 No more let sin or Satan reign Over our mortal flesh again : The various lusts we served before Shall have dominion now no more. L. M. Duke Street. Windham. The Lord's Supper instituted. 'TWAS on that dark, that doleful night, When powders of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight, And friends betrayed hirh to his foes — 440 HYMNS. 2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and blest and brake ; What love through all his actions ran! What wondrous words of grace he spake! 3 "This is my body, broke for Bin: Receive and eat the living food;" Then took the cup and blessed the wine : " 'Tis the new covenant in my blood." 4 "Do this," he cried, -till time shall end, In memory of your dying friend ; Meet at ray table, and record The love of your departed Lord." 5 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate, We show thy death, we sing thy name Till thou return, and we shall eat' The marriage supper of the Lamb. B. M. St. Thomas. Hudson. Q.***) Christ's Invitation to the Table. 1 JESUS invites his saints To meet around his hoard : Here pardoned rebels sit, and hold Communion with their Lord. 2 For food he gives his flesh : He bids us drink his blood; Amazing favor — matchless grace Of our descending God ! 3 Let all our powers be joined His glorious name to raise : Let joy and love rill every mind, And every voice be praise. C. M. Stamford. Guests drown in by Divine Love. 1 HOW sweet and awful is the place, With Christ within the doors, While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores! 2 While all our hearts, and all our songs Join to admire the feast. Each of us cries with thankful tongue, ' Lord, why was I a guest ? 3 Why was I made to hear thy voice, And enter while there's room ? 430 431 432 HYMNS. 441 When thousands make a wretched choice, And rather starve than come 1' 4 'Twas the Bame love that spread the feast That gently drew us in ; Else we had still refused to taste, And perished in our ?in. 5 Pity the nations, O our God ! Constrain the earth to ooi Send thy victorious word abroad, And bring the strangers home. G We long to see thy churches full, That all the chosen race May with one voice, and heart, and soul, Sing thy redeeming grace. C. M. MedfieW. 1 LORD, at thy table we behold The wonders of thy grace ; But most of all admire, that we Should find a welcome place — 2 We, who are all defiled with sin, And rebels to our God ! We, who have crucified thy Son, And trampled on his blood! 3 What strange, surprising grace is this, That we, so lost, have'room ! Jesus our weary souls invites, And freely bids us come. 4 Ye saints below, and hosts of heaven ! Join all your sacred powers : No theme is like redeeming love ! No Saviour is like ours : L. M. Hingliam. Med way Penitent View of Hie Saviour's Sujferings. 1 LORD, when my thoughts delighted rove Amid the wonders of tny love, Sweet hope revives my drooping heart, And bids intruding fears depart. 2 Repentant sorrow fills my heart, But mingling joy allays the smart; Oh ! may my future life declare The sorrow and the joy sincere. 3 Be all my heart, and all my days Devoted to my Saviour's praise ; 442 HYMNS. And let ray glad obedience pr How much 1 owe — how much 1 love. ,qq C. M. Mcar. PeterboroV »'J^ 7% lied, 1 THE promise of my Father's love Shall stand forever good : He said — and gave his soul to death, And sealed the grace with blood. 2 To thi< dear covenant of thy word 1 set my worthless name ; I seal th' engagement to my Lord, And make my humble claim. 3 1 call that legacy my own, Which Jesus did bequeath ; 'Twas purchased with a dying groan, And ratified in death. 4 The light and strength, the pard'ning grace, And glory shall be mine: 3I\ life and soul — my heart and flesh, And all my powers are thine. C. If. Stamford. 4o4 Reconciliation by Christ's V 1 AND are we now brought near to God, Who once at distance stood? Did Jesus, to effect this chance, Pour out Ins precious blood? 2 Oh for a song of ardent praise, To bear our souls above ! What should allay our lively hope, Or damp our flaming love ! 3 Then let us join the heavenly choirs, To praise our glorious King! Oh may that love which spread this feast Inspire us while we sing! ^ 7s. Pleyel's Hymn HfJ'J Spiritual Xourisltmsnt from Christ. 1 BREAD of heaven ! on thee we feed, For thy flesh is meat indeed : Ever lei our souls be t'vd With this true and living bread ! 2 Vine of heaven! thy blood supplies This blest cup of sacrifice : 436 437 HYMNS. 443 Lord, thy wound? our healing give ; To th\ cross we look and live. y day with strength supplied, Through the life of him who died; . of life! oh let us be Rooted, grafted, built on thee ! L. M. Alfreton. ! HERE let us see thy face, O Lord, And view salvation with our eyes, And taste and feel t he living Word, The Bread descending from the skies. •J Th u hast prepared this dying Lamb, Hast set his blood before our face, To teach the terrors of thy name, And show the wonders of thy grace. 3 Jesus, our light ! our morning-star! Shine thou on nations yet unknown ; Tii-1 glory of thy people here. And joy of spirits near th}" throne. C. M, Mear. Dedham. 1 HERE at thy table, Lord, we meet, To feed on food divine : Thy body is the bread we eat. Thy precious blood the wine. 2 He, who prepares this rich repast, Himself comes down and dies; And then invites us thus to feast Upon the sacrifice. 3 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow ; Oh what delightful food! We eat the bread — and drink the wine — But think on nobler good. 4 Deep was the suffering he endured Upon tli* accursed tree — For me — each welcome guest may say — 'Twas all endured for me. 5 Sure there was never love so free — Dear Saviour — so divine ! Well thou mayest claim tiiat heart of me, Which owes so much to thine. I 441 HYMNS. _ 7s & Cs. Amsterdam. **5o Pardon and Peace implored. 1 LA?dBofGod! whose bleeding love We now recall to mind, Send the answer from above, .And let us mercy find : Think on us, who think on thee, Every burdened soul release ; Oh remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! 2 By thine agonizing pain, And bloody sweat, we pray — By thy dying love to man, Take all our sins away: Burst our bonds, and set us free, From all sin do thou release; Oh remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! 3 Through thy blood, by faith applied, Let sinners pardon feel; Speak us freely justified, And all our sickness heal: By thy passion on the tree, Let our griefs and troubles cease ; Oh remember Calvary, And bid us go in peace ! L. M. Duke Street. t:0»7 Remembering Christ at his Table. 1 YES, we'll record thy matchless love. Thou dearest, tenderest, best of friends ! Thy dying love the noblest praise Of long eternity transcends. 2 'Tis pleasure, more than earth can give, Thy glories through these vails to see : Celestial food thy table yields, And happy they who sit with thee ! L. M. Duke Street. t: JtU Not ashamed of Christ crucified. 1 AT thy command, O gracious Lord, Here we attend thy dying feast ; Thy blood, like wine, adorns thy board, And thine own rlesh feeds every guest. 2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, And trusts for life in one that died ; HYMNS. 445 We hope for heavenly crowns above, From a Redeemer crucified. 3 What tho' the world pronounce it shame, And cast their scandals on thy cause ? We come to boast our Saviour's name, And make our triumph in his cross. 4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, * He that was dead hath left his tomb ; He lives, above their utmost rage, And we are waiting till he come.' 441 442 S. M. Silver Street. Pentonville. The Sabbath welcomed. 1 WELCOME, sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise ; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes ! 2 Jesus himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and see him here, And love, and praise, and pray. 3 One day, amid the place Where God my Saviour's been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasure and of sin. 4 Mv willing soul would stay In such a frame as this, Till called to rise, and soar away, To everlasting bliss. f 1 1 < f mp II. M. 1 WELCOME, delightful morn ! Thou day of sacred rest ; I hail thy kind return ; Lord make these moments blest. From low delights, and mortal toys, 1 soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend, And fill his throne of grace ; Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, While saints address thy face : Let sinners feel thy quickening word, And learn to know and fear the Lord. 3 Descend, celestial Dove, With all thy quickening powers ; 38 Murray 446 HYMNS. Disclose a Saviour's love, And bless these sacred hours: f Then shall my soul new lii'e obtain, Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. * lO 10s. Savannah ' I 1 HAIL, happy day ! thou day of holy rest, What heavenly peace and transport till our breast 1 When Christ, the God of grace, in love descends, And kindly holds communion with his friends. *i Let earth and all its vanities be gone, Move from my sight, and leave my soul alone; Its flattering, lading glories I despise, And to immortal beauties turn my eyes. 3 Fain would I mount and penetrate the skies, And on my Saviour's glories fix my eyes : Aff Oh ! meet my rising soul, thou God of love, mf And waft it to the blissful realms above ! 444 C. M. Arlington. 1 AND now another week begins, This day we calJ the Lord's ; This day he rose, who bore our sins, For so his word records. p" 2 Hark, how the angels sweetly sing ! — Their voices till the sky — < They hail their great victorious King, f And welcome him on high. 3 We'll catch the note of lofty praise ; Their joys oh may we feel; Our thankful song with them we'll raise, And emulate their zeal. 4 Come, then, ye saints, and grateful sing Of Christ, our risen Lord ; Of Christ, the everlasting King, Of Christ, th' incarnate Word. 5 Hail, mighty Saviour, thee we hail ! High on thy throne above ; Till heart and flesh together fail, We'll sing thy matchless love. 445 L. M. Semley. St. George's. 1 MY opening eyes with rapture see The dawn of thy returning day; Mv thoughts, O God, ascend to thee, While thus my early vows I pay. HYMNS. 447 2 I yield my heart to thee alone, "Nor would receive another guest: Eternal King! erect thy throne, And reign sole monarch in my breast. 3 Oh bid this trilling world retire, And drive each carnal thought away; Nor let me feel one vain desire — One sinful thought— through all the day, f 4 Then, to thy courts when I repair, My soul shall rise on joyful wing, The wonders of thy love declare, And join the strains which angels sing. L. M. Effingham. Springfield 446 The Rest of the Sabbath. 1 ANOTHER six days' work is done ; Another Sabbath is begun : Return, my soul — enjoy thy rest ; Improve the day thy God has blest. 2 Oh that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense, to the skies ; And draw from heaven that sweet repose, Which none but he that teels it knows. 3 This heavenly calm within the breast! The dearest pledge of glorious rest, Which tor the church of God remains — The end of cares — the end of pains. f 4 With joy, great God. thy works we view, In variei both old and new; With praise, we think on mercies past; With iiope, we future pleasures taste. — 5 In holy duties let the day — In holy pleasures, pa>s away: How sweet, a Sabbath thus "to spend, In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 447 c. M. Marlow 1 COME, let us join with sweet accord In hymns around the throne: This is the day our rising Lord Hath made, ami called his own. 2 This is the day which God hath blest, The brightest of the seven ; Tvpe of that everlasting rest, The saints enjoy in heaven. 448 HY31NS. 44 O 10s. Savannah. 1 AGAIN the day returns of holy rest, Which, when he made the world, Jehovah blest; When, like his own, he bade our labors cease, And all be piety — and ;ill be peace. 2 Let us devote this consecrated day, To learn iiis will, and all we learn obey ; So shall he hear, when fervently we raise Our supplications, and our songs of praise. Aff3 Father of heaven ! in whom our hopes confide, Whose power defends us, and whose precepts guide ; In life our Guardian — and in death our Friend ; Glory supreme be thine, till time shall end. L. M. Slade. t:t:1/ Preparation for the Duties of the Sabbath implored. »P 1 COME, dearest Lord, and bless this day, Come, bear our thoughts from earth away: Now, let our noblest passions rise With ardor to their native skies. 2 Come, Holy Spirit, all divine, With rays of light upon us shine ; And let our waiting souls be blest, On this sweet day of sacred rest. mf 3 Then, when our Sabbaths here are o'er, And we arrive on Canaan's shore, With all the ransomed, we shall spend A Sabbath which shall never end. 450 L. M. CI. Dresden. 1 GREAT God ! this sacred day of thine Demands the soul's collected1 powers ; With joy we now to thee resign These solemn, consecrated hours : Oh may our souls adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne. 2 All-seeing God! thy piercing eye Can every secret thought explore ; May worldly cares our bosoms ily, And where thou art intrude no more: Oh may thy grace our spirits move, And fix our minds on things above ! 3 Thy Spirit's powerful aid impart, And bid thv word, with life divine, HYMNS. 449 Enease the ear— and warm the heart ; Then BhaD the day indeed be thine : Our souls shall then adoring own The grace that calls us to thy throne. II. M. Murray. Darwells 40 1 Resurrection of Christ celebrated. 1 ' 1 AWAKE, our drowsy souls, And burst the slothful band ; The wonders of this day Our noblest songs demand : < Auspicious morn ! thy blissful rays f Bright seraphs hail, in songs of praise. — 2 At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resigned f The glorious Prince ot life. > In dark domains confined : < Th' angelic host around him bends, f And midst their shouts the God ascends. 3 All hail, triumphant Lord ! Heaven with hosannas rings : > While earth, in humbler strains, — Thy praise responsive sings ? > "Worthy art thou, who once wast slain — f Through endless years to live and reign." — 4 Gird on, great God, thy sword, Ascend thy conquering car, While justice, truth, and love, Maintain the glorious war: < Victorious, thou thy foes shalt tread, ff And sin and hell in triumph lead. 40 ii C. M. Litchfield. Dundee. 1 AGAIX the Lord of life and light Awakes the kindling ray ; Dispels the darkness of the night, f And pours increasing day. p 2 Oh ! what a night was that, which wrapt A sinful world in jjloom ! f Oil ! what a Sun, which broke, this day, Triumphant from the tomb! — 3 This day be grateful homage paid, t And loud hosannas sung ; Let gladness dwell in every heart, And praise on everv tongue. 38* 450 HYMNS. 4 Ten thousand thousand lips shall join To hail this welcome morn, Which scatters blessings from its wings To nations yet unborn. 453 C. If. Litchfield. Nottinglram The Sabbath commemorative of Christ1 s Resurrection. 1 THE Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest ; And joyful, in harmonious lays, Employ this day of rest. mp 2 Lord, may we still remember thee, — And more in knowledge grow ; Oh may we mere of glory see, While waiting here below. 3 On this blest day a brighter scene Of glory was displayed, By God, tn' eternal Word, than when This universe was made. 4 He rises, who our souls hath bought, P With blood, and grief, and pain — f 'Twas great — to speak the world from nought — 'Twas greater — to redeem. 454 L. M. Clinton. Nazareth. The eternal Sabbath. 1 THINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love , But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope — and strong desire. 2 No more fatigue — no more distress, Nor sin, nor death shall reach the place ; No groans shall mingle with the songs, Which warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade — no clouded sun — But sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love ; But there's a nobler rest above ; To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope, and strong desire. HYMNS. 451 A„~ L- M- Ward. Bingham. TfOO Delight in 1 1 1 FAR from ray thoughts, vain world, be gone; Let my religious hours a) Fain would my eyes my Saviour see ; I wait a visit. Lord, from thee. 2 Oh ! warm my heart with holy fire, And kindle there a pure desire: Come, sacred Spirit, from above, And rill my soul with heavenly love. 3 Blest Jesus, what delicious fare ! How sweet thy entertainments are ! Never did angels taste above Redeeming grace and dying love. nrf 4 Hail, great lmmamiel. all divine ! Iu thee thy Father's glories shine : f Thy glorious name shall be adored, And every tongue confess thee Lord. 45b 7s. Pleyel's Hymn Turin. 1 LORD of hosts, how lovely, fair, Ev'n en earth, thy temples* are ! Here thv waiting people see Much of heaven — and much of thee. 2 From thy gracious presence flows Bliss that softens all our woes ; While thy Spirit's holy fire Warms our hearts with pure desire. 3 Here, we supplicate thy throne : Here, thy pardoning £raee is known ; Here, we learn thy righteous ways — Taste thy love and sing thy praise. 4o / L. If. Alfreton. 1 WHEN to his temple God descends, He holds communion with his friends, His grace and glory there displays. And shines with bright, but friendly rays. 2 While hovering o'er the happy place, The Spirit sheds his heavenly grace ; To fix our thoughts — our hearts to raise, And tune our souls to love and praise. 3 Tis here we learn the blessed skill To knowr and do our Maker's will ; 452 HYMNS. And, while we hear, and sing, and pray, With heavenly joy we soar away. 4 Oh ! dearest hours of all I know — Oil ! sweetest joys of all below : Here would 1 chouse my fixed abode, And dwell forever near my God. 458 S. M. Hudson. Shirland 1 HOW charming is the place Where my Redeemer God Unvails the glories of his face, And sheds his love abroad ! "2 Here, on the mercy-seat, With radiant glory crowned, Our joyful eyes behold him sit, And smile on all around. 3 To him their prayers and cries Each contrite soul presents: And while he hears their humble sighs, He grants them all their wants. 4 Give me, O Lord, a place Within thy blest anode ; Among the children of thy grace, The servants of mv Got). 459 C. M. Mansfield. Dundee The Presence of God sougJit in liis House. 1 COME, O thou King of all thy saints, Our humble tribute own, While with our praises and complaints, We bow before thy throne. 2 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! < How should our souls, on wings of love, mf Mount upward to the skies! p 3 But ah ! the song, how faint it flows! How languid our desire ! How cold the sacred passion glows, Till thou the heart inspire ! — 4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine And fill thy dwellings here ; mf Till life, amflove, and joy divine, A heaven on earth appear. HYMNS. 453 f 5 Then shall our hearts, enraptured, say Come, great Redeemer — come ; And bring the bright— the glorious day, That calls thy children home. 460 Litchfield. Dundee. Aflf 1 GREAT Shepherd of thy people, hear ! Thy presence now display: We kneel within thy house of prayer, Oh ! give us hearts to pray. 2 The clouds, which vail thee from our sight, In pity, Lord, remove ; Dispose our minds to hear aright Tne message of thy iove. 3 Help us, with holy fear and joy, To kneel before thy face ; Oh make us, creatures of thy power, The children of thy grace. 461 Sabbath. Rutland. 1 SAFELY through another week, God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting- in his courts to-day: Day of alf the week the best," Emblem of eternal rest. 2 While we seek supplies of grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name; Show thy reconciling face — Take away our sin and shame ; From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this day in thee. 3 Here we come thy name to praise ; Let us feel thy presence near : 3Iav thy glory meet our eyes, While we in thy house appear: Here afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 4 May the gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners — comfort saints * Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief from all complaints: Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above. 454 HYMNS. 40£ c. M. Litchfield. Dun Joe. 1 AGAIN our earthly cares we leave, And to thy courts repair ; mf Again with joyful feet we come, To meet our Saviour here. > 2 Within these walls let holy peace, — And love, and concord dwell: Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. mp 3 The feeling heart — the melting eye, The humble mind bestow : — And shine upon us from on high, To make our graces grow. 4 May we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our prayers ; And in the presence oi our Lord Unbosom all our cares. 5 Show us some token of thy love, Our fainting hope to rais rcf And pour thy blessing from above, That we may render praise. 46o C. M. Dundee. Litchfield. 1 WITHIN thy house, O Lord, our God, In glory now appear ; Make this a place of thine abode, And shed thy blessings here. 2 When we thine awful seat surround, Thy Spirit, Lord, impart; And let thy gospel's joyful sound With power reach every heart. 3 Here let the blind their sight obtain ; Here give the mourners' rest : Let Jesus here triumphant reign, Enthroned in every breast. < 4 Here let the voice of sacred joy p And humble prayer arise, f Till higher strains our tongues employ, In realms beyond the skies. 7s. Edyfield ^IOtc Prayer for a Blessing 07i public Worship. 1 TO thy temple we repair — Lord, we love to worship there ; HYMNS. 455 There within the vail we meet Thee upon the mercy-seat 2 While thy glorious name is sung, our lips — unloose our tongue ; n our j >\ ful souls shall bless Thee, the Lord our Righteousness, o While to thee our prayers ascend, Let thine ear in love attend; Hear us when thy Spirit pleads — Hear — lor Jesus intercede* 4 While thy word is heard with awe, While we tremble at thy law, Let thy gospel's wondrous love Every doubt and tear remove. 5 From thy house when we return, Let our hearts within us burn ; That at evening, we may say — 1 We have walked with God to-day.' 465 C. M. Mear. 1 IN thy great name, O Lord, we come, To worship at thy feet ; Oh pour thy Holy Spirit down On all that now shall meet. 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, To hear the Saviour's voice : Thy lace and favor, Lord, we seek ; Mow make our hearts rejoice. 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, And understand thy word; To feel thy blissful presence near, And trust our living Lord. 466 Aff 1 LORD, we come before thee now ; At thy feet we humbly bow ; Oh do not our suit disdain! Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend; \\\ compassion now descend; Fill our hearts with thy rich £race; mf Tune our lips to sing thy praise. • — 3 In thine own appointed way, Now we seek thee — here we stay ; Benson. 1 456 HY31NS. Lord, we know not how to go, Till a blessing thou bestow. 4 Send some message from thy word, That may joy and peace afford; Let thy Spirit now impart mf Full salvation to each heart. — 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn, Let the time of joy return ; Those who are cast down — lift up, mf Make them strong in faith and hope. — 0 Grant that all may seek and find Thee a God supremely kind: Heal the sick — the captive free; mf Let us all rejoice in thee. CM. Spencer. Eastport. 467 The Sacrifice of the Heart. 1 WHEN, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his God, What rites, what honors shall he pay? How spread his praise abroad? 2 From marble domes and gilded spires ShalLclouds of incense rise ? And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly sacrifice ? 3 Vain, sinful man! — creation's Lord Thy offerings well may spare ; But give thy heart — and thou shalt find, Thy God will hear thy prayer. C. M. Stamford. Medfield. 40 O Before Sermoji. 1 ALMIGHTY God!— eternal Lord! Thy gracious power make known : Touch, by the virtue of thy word, And melt the heart of stone. 2 Speak with the voice that wakes the dead, And bid the sleeper rise ; Oh let his guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. 3 Let us receive the word we hear, Each in an honest heart; Lay up the precious treasure there, And never with it part. HYMNS. 457 4 Now let our darkness comprehend The light that shines so clear: Thy Spirit, Lord, ill mercy send, And give us ears to hear. 469 7s &c 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville. 1 COME, thou soul-transforming Spirit, Bless the sower and the seed : Let each heart thy grace inherit; Raise the weak— the hungry feed: From the gospel Now supply thy people's need. 2 Help us all to seek the blessing Which thou waitest now to give , Let us all, thy love possessing, Joyfully the truth receive ; f And forever To thy praise and glory live. 47 U 8s, 7s & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Greenville. 1 IN thy name, O Lord, assembling, We, thy people, now draw near ; Teach us to rejoice with trembling; Speak, and let thy servants hear — Hear with meekness — Hear thy word with godly fear. 2 While our days on earth are lengthened, Let us give them, Lord, to thee : Cheered fey hope — and daily strengthened, We would run, nor weary be, Till thy glory Without clouds in heaven we see. 0 There in worship, purer, sweeter, All thy people shall adore ; Tasting of enjoyment greater Than they could conceive before ; Full enjoyment — Holy bliss, forevermore. Amf 7s. Edy field. i/l After Sermon. 1 THANKS for mercies, Lord, receive ; Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us, henceforth, how to live With eternity in view. M9 458 HYMNS. 2 Bless thy word to old and young; Grant us. now, thy peace and love; And when life's short race is run, Take us to thy house above. 4 / 1- Ed) field 1 SAVIOUR, bless thy word to all, Quick and powerful let it prove ; Oh may sinners hear thy call ! Let thy people grow in love. 2 Thine own gracious message bless, Follow it with power divine ; Give the gospel great success — Thine the work — the glory thine. 3 Saviour, bid the world rejoice, Send— oh send thy truth abroad ! Let the nations hear thy voice — Hear it — and return to God. .^0 C. M. Spencer. Ely ti O Prayer for Sincerity in Worship. Aff 1 LORD ! when we bend before thy throne. And our confessions pour, Oh may we feel the sins we own, And liate what we deplore. 2 Our contrite spirits pitying see ; True penitence impart : And let a healing ray from thee Beam hope onevery heart. 3 When we disclose our wants in prayer, Oh let our wills resign ; And not a thought our bosom share, Which is not wholly thine. ntf 4 And when with heart and voice we strive Our grateful hymns to raise, Let love divine within us live, And rill our souls with praise. 5 Then, on thy glories while we dwell, Thy mercies we'll review ; With love divine, transported, tell — ' Thou, God, art Father too !' 474 C. M. St. Martin's. Su Ann'a. 1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known ; HYMNS. 459 The Sovereign of your heart proclaim, And bow before his throne. 2 When in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King, We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. 3 And shall we long and wish in vain ? Lord, teach our songs to rise: Thy love can raise our humble strain, And bid it reach the skies. f 4 Oh, happy period! — glorious day ! When heaven and earth shall raise, With all their powers, their raptured lay To celebrate thy praise. L. If. Hinghain. t / O Christ ever present in his Churches. 1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet, There they behold thy mercy-seat ; Where'er they seek thee, thou art found, And every place is hallowed ground. 2 For thou, within no walls confined, Inhabitest the humble mind ; Such ever bring thee where they come, And going, take thee to their home. 3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few ! Thy former mercies here renew ; Here to our waiting hearts proclaim The sweetness of thy saving name. L. M. 97th Ps. Tune. Winchester. t: I O The Presence of God realized. 1 LO, God is here ! — let us adore, And own how dreadful is this place ! Let all within us feel his power, And silent bow before his face ! — 2 Lo, God is here! — him day and night Th' united choirs of angels sine: To him, enthroned above all height, Let saints their humble worship bring. — 3 Lord God of hosts! oh mav our praise Thy courts with grateful fragrance fill: Still may we stancTbefore thy face, Still hear and do thv sovereign will. 460 HYMNS. Amjmf L. M. Duke Street. tl / i Dismission*. 1 DISMISS us with thy blessing, Lord ; Help us to feed upon thy word; All that has been amiss forgive, And let thy truth within us live. 2 Though we are guilty, thou art good ; Wash, all our works in Jesus1 blood ; Give every burdened soul release, And bid us all depart in peace. 4 # O 8s, 7s He hides — and all is pain : — When will he fix me in his sight, And ne'er depart again ! Aff 5 O Lord, I love thy service now ; Thy church displays thy power; mf But soon in heaven 1 hope to view And praise thee evermore. 486 S. M. St. Thomas. Paddingtoo, Ministers the Bearers of glad Tidings. 1 HOW beauteous are their feet Who stand on Zion's hill ! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal ! I How charming is their voice ! How sweet their tidings are ! uZion, behold thy Saviour Kins*, He reigns and triumphs here.'' 3 How happy are our ears, That hear this joyful sound, Which kings and prophets waited for. And sought* but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heavenly light ! Prophets and kings desireofit long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ ; | f Jerusalem breaks forth m songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Through all the earth abroad! Let every nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 464 ' HYMNS. L. M. Appleton. Sterling. ^O / Christ's Commission to his Ministers. 1 " GO preach my gospel," saith the Lord ; " Bid the whole earth my grace receive He shall be saved, that trusts my word, And he condemned, who'll not believe. 2 I'll make your great commission known ; And ye shall prove my gospel true, By all the works that I have done, By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 Teach all the nations my commands; I'm with you till the world shall end ; All power is trusted in my hands — I can destroy — and I defend." ' 4 He spake — and light shone round his head ; On a bright cloud to heaven he rode : They to the farthest nations spread The srace of their ascended God. 488 L. If. Duke Street. Appleton. The Ministry of divine Appointment. 1 FAT/IEIl of mercies, in thy house, Wo pay our I omage, and our vows, While with a grateful heart we share These pledges of our Saviour's care. 2 The Saviour, when to heaven he rose In splendid triumph o'er his foes, Scattered his gifts on men below, And wide his royal bounties flow. 3 Hence sprung th' apostle's honored name, Sacred beyond all earthly fame ; In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes, Pastors from hence, and teachers rise. 4 So shall the bright succession run Through latest courses of the sun ; While unborn churches, by their care, Shall rise and flourish, large and fair. UNIVERSAL DIFFUSION OF THE GOSPEL. 8s & 7s. Jerauld. t:Oc7 State and Prospects of the Heathen, 1 HARK ! — what mean those lamentations, Rolling sadly through the sky ? HYMNS. 465 'Tis the cry of heathen nations, > " Come, and help us. or n e die !" — 2 Hear the heathen's sad complaining — Christians, hear their dying cry ; And, the love of Christ constraining, > Join to help them, ere they die. 490 r. M. Missionary Hymn. ' ' 1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand. Where Airic's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. p" 2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soffo'er Ceylon's isle — Though every prospect pleases, And only man is viler — In vain, with lavish kindness, The gifts of God are strown; The heathen, in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we. whose souls are lighted Bv wisdom from on high — Shall we to man benighted The lamp of life deny? — f Salvation ! — oh, salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's name. 4 Waft — waft, ye winds, his story ; And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, Returns in bliss to reign. CM. Medford. Judea. TtC/ L Prevalence of Christianity promised. 1 GREAT God, is not thy promise pledged To thine exalted Son, 4G6 HYMNS. That through the nations of the earth Thy word of life shall run ? 2 " Ask — and I give the heathen lands For thine inheritance ; And to the world's remotest shores Thine empire shall advance." 3 From east to west, from north to south, Then he his name adored : f Let earth, with all its millions, shout Hosanna to the Lord ! 492 493 L. M. Brewer. Duke Street. 1 THOUGH now the nations sit beneath The darkness of overspreading death, God will arise with light divine, On Zion's holy towers to shine. 2 That light shall glance on distant lands, And heathen tribes, in joyful bands, Come with exulting haste to prove The power and greatness of his love. 3 Lord, spread the triumphs of thy grace; Let truth, and righteousness, and peace, In mild and lovely forms, display The glories of the latter day. 8s, 7s & 4. Tamworth. 1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul — be stdl, and gaze ; See the promises advancing To a glorious day of grace ! Blessed jubilee ! Let thy glorious morning dawn ! 2 Let the dark, benighted pagan, Let the rude barbarian, see That divine and glorious conquest Once obtained on Calvary : Let the gospel Loud resound, from pole to pole . 3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light ; Now, from eastern coast to western, May the morning chase the night; Let redemption, Freely purchased, win the day ! 494 HYMNS. 467 4 Flv abroad, thou mighty gospel ; Win and conquer — never cease! May thy lasting, wide dominions Multiply, and still increase : Sway thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around ! os y sin destroyed: Creating Spirit, as of old, Move on the formless void ! 2 Give thou the word— that healing sound Shall quell the deadly strife, And earth again, like l^dcii crowned, Bring forth the tree of life. 3 If sang the morning stars for joy, When nature rose to view, What strains will angel-harps employ, When thou shalt ail renew ! — 4 And if the sons of God rejoice To hear a Saviour's name, How will the ransomed raise their voice, To whom the Saviour came! 5 Lo, every kindred, every tribe, Assembling round the throne, The new creation shall ascribe To sovereign love alone. 497 L. fif. Medway. Alfreton. Prayer for the Conversion of the World. 1 INDULGENT Sovereign of the skies, And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear ? While feeble mortals rafse their cries, Wilt thou, the great Jehovah, hear? p 2 Look down, O God, with pitying eye, And view the desolations round ; See what wide realms in darkness lie, What scenes of wo and crime abound! t 3 Loud let the gospel trumpet blow, And call the nations from afar ; Let all the isles their Saviour know, And earth's remotest ends draw near. 498 S. M. St. Thorna*. 1 O GOD of sovereign grace, We bow before thy throne, And plead, for all the human race, The merits of thy Son. 2 Spread through the earth, O Lord, The knowledge of thy ways ; HYMNS. 469 And let all lands with joy record f The great Redeemer's praise ! 499 C. M. .Stamford. Stephens 1 GREAT God! the nations of the earth Are by creation thine ; And in tny works, by all beheld, Thy power and glory shine. 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent Thy gospel* to mankind ; Unvailing what rich stores of grace Are treasured in thy mind. 3 Oh when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe — and even* soul, Shall Hear the joyful sound ? 4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays, And build on sin's demolished throne A temple to thy praise. 500 501 S. If. St. Thomas. Hudson. 1 O LORD, our God, arise, The cause of truth maintain ; And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend her blessed reign. 2 Thou Prince of life, arise, Nor let thy glory cease ; Far spread the conquests of thy grace, And bless the earth with peace. 3 Thou Holy Ghost, arise, Extend thy healing wing, And o'er a dark and ruined world Let light and order spring. 4 Let all on earth arise, To God the Saviour sing, From shore to shore — from earth to heaven, Let echoing anthems ring ! H. M. Bethesda. 1 SOVEREIGN of worlds above, And Lord of all below, Thv faithfulness and love, Thy power and mercy show : Fulfil thy word, Let heathens live, Thy Spirit ffive ; And praise the Lord. 40 470 HYMNS. 2 Few be the years, that roll, Ere all shall worship thee-, The travail of liis soul let the Saviour O God of grace! | Fill earth with joy, Thy power employ; j And heaven with praise. OUZ L. M. RothwelJ. Stonefield 1 ARISE, in all thy splendor, Lord, Let power attend thy gracious word; Unvail the beauties of thy lace, And show the glories of thy grace. 2 Diffuse thy light and truth abroad, And be thou known th' almighty God ; Make bare thine arm — thy power display, While truth and grace thy sceptre sway. 3 Send forth thy messengers of peace, Make Satan's reign and empire cease ; Let thy salvation, Lord, be known, That all the world thy power may own. 5Uo L. M. Appleton. 1 SOVEREIGN of world.-,! display thy power, Be this thy Zion's favored hour : Oh bid the morning-star arise, Oh point the heathen to the skies. 2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, In western wilds, and heathen plains, Far let the gospel's sound be known ; Make thou the universe thine own. 3 Speak ! and the world shall hear thy voice : Speak! and the desert shall rejoice: Scatter the gloom of heathen night, Bid every nation hail the light. 504 L. M. Old Hundred. 1 ASCEND thy throne, almighty King ; Now spread thy glories all abroad ; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners seek thy face, Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdued by thy victorious grace. HYMNS. 471 — 3 Oh let the kingdoms of the world B come the Kingdoms of the Lord; f Let saints and angels praise thy name ; Be thou thro' heaven and earth adored. 505 L. M. Gilead. Mendon. 1 ARM of the Lord, awake ! — awake ! Put on thy strength — the nations shake ! Now let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 1 1 am Jehovah, God alone I' Thy Voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Let Zion's time of favor come! Oh, bring the tribes of Israel home ! Soon may our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus1 fold! 4 Almighty God! thy grace proclaim Through every clime — of every name! Let adverse powers before thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all! 506 H. M. Betbesda. 1 RISE, Sun of glory— rise ! And chase those shades of night, Which now obscure the skies, And hide thy sacred light : Oh chase those dismal shades away, And bring the bright millennial day ! 2 Now send thy Spirit down On all the nations, Lord ! With great success to crown The~preaching of thy word; That heathen lands may own thy sway, And cast their idol-gods away. 3 Then shall thy kingdom come Among our* fallen race, And all the earth become The temple of thy grace : Whence pure devotion shall ascend, And songs of praise, till time shall end. 472 HYMNS. rr\*7 L. M. St. Paul's. Duke Street. Ox) 4 Prayer for the Jews. 1 ARISE, great God ! and let thy grace Shod its glad beams on Jacob's race ; Restore the long-lost, scattered band, And call them to their native land. 2 Their misery let thy mercy heal, Their trespass hide— their pardon seal ; O God of Israel! hear our prayer, And grant them still thy love to share. 3 How long shall Jacob's offspring prove The sad suspension of thy lover Say — shall thy wrath forever burn ? And shall thy mercy ne'er return ? 4 Thy quickening Spirit now impart, And wake to joy each grateful heart, While Israel's rescued tribes in thee Their bliss and full salvation see. O"o 8s, 7s 8c 4. Greenville. 1 MAY the glorious day of promise Come, and spread its cheerful ray, When the scattered sheep of Israel Shall no longer go astray ; f When hosannas With united voice they cry. p 2 Lord ! how long wilt thou be angry ? Shall thy wrath forever burn ? — Rise ! redeem thine ancient people ; Their transgressions from them turn. f King of Israel ! Come, and set thy people free ! 509 L. M. Ralston. Duke Street. 1 LORD ! visit thy forsaken race, Back to thy fold the wanderers bring ; Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, And hail in Christ their promised King. 2 That vail of darkness rend in twain Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light; That severed olive-branch again Firm to its parent stock unite. 3 Hail, glorious day — expected Ion** ! When Jew and Greek one prayer snail pour, HYMNS. 473 With eager feet one temple throng, With grateful praise one God adore. L. M. 61. Dresden. 0 1 U False Religions supplanted by Christianity. 1 O FATHER, let thy kingdom come, Thy kingdom, built on love and grace ! In every nation give it room, In every heart afford it place: The earth is thine — set up thy throne, And claim the kingdoms as thine own. 2 Still nature's awful darkness reigns, And sinners scorn thy holy fear; Still Satan holds the heart in chains, Where'er thy messengers appear : Oh rise, great God, in love, and bless All nations with thy righteousness. 511 L. M. Sterling. Duke Street. 1 ALL power is to our Saviour given ; O'er earth's rebellious sons he reigns ; He mildly rules the hosts of heaven, And holds the powers of hell in chains. 2 Soon the redeemed in every clime, Yea, all that breathe, and move, and live, To Christ, through every age of time, Shall kingdom, power, and glory give. OxZ 8s, 7s f beauteous hue ; Church of our God, arise and shine. Bright with the beams of truth divine ! 2 Soon shall thy radiance stream afar, Wide as the heathen nations are. Gentiles and kings thy light shall view: All shall admire and love thee too. OiiO H. M. Newboiy. Darn-ell's. 1 O ZIOX. tune thy voice, And raise thy hands on high! Tell all the earth thy joys, And boast salvation nigh : Cheerful in God, While rays divine Arise and shine, Stream all abroad. '2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams which cannot fade : His all-resplendent grace He pours around thy head : The nations round With lustre new Thy form shall view. Divinely crowned 3 In honor to his name. Reflect that sacred light : And loud that grace proclaim, Which makes thy darkness bright : Pursue his praise, In worlds above, Till sovereign love, The glory raise. 527 L. M. Mendon. Winchester. 1 TRIUMPHANT Zion ! lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead ! Though humbled long— awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength ! 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy excellence be known : Decked in the robes of righteousness, Thy glories shall the world confess. 480 HYMNS. 3 No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallowed walls with dread ; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 4 God, from on high, has heard thy prayer ; His hand thy ruin shall repair : Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace. oliO 7s. Edy field. Lincoln. 1 " GIVE us room, that we may dwell," Zion's children cry aloud : See their numbers — how they swell ! How they gather like a cloud ! 2 Oh how bright the morning seems ! Brighter from so dark a night: Zion is like one that dreams, Filled with wonder and delight. 3 Lo ! thy sun goes down no more, God himself will be thy light : All that caused thee grief before Buried lies in endless night. f 4 Zion, now arise and shine ! Lo ! thy light from heaven is come ! These that crowd from far are thine ; Give thy sons and daughters room. 8s, 7s & 4. Greenville. Greece. 1 YES ! we trust the day is breaking ; Joyful times are near at hand ; God— the mighty God, is speaking By his word, in every land ; When he chooses, Darkness flies at his command. 2 While the foe becomes more daring, While he enters like a flood, God, the Saviour, is preparing Means to spread his truth abroad : Every language Soon shall tell the love of God. 3 Oh ! 'tis pleasant— -tis reviving To our hearts to hear, each day, Joyful news from far arriving, 529 530 HYMNS. 481 How the gospel wins its way ; Those enlightening, Who in death and darkness lay. God of Jacob, high and glorious, Let thy people see thy liand ; Let the gospel be victorious, Through the world — in every land ; Then shall idols Perish, Lord — at thy command. L. M. Old Hundred. Missioning Meeting. 1 ASSEMBLED at thy Bid raging winds their fury cease, p And calm the savage breast to peace. — 3 And when our labors all are o'er, Then shall we meet to part no more ; 484 HYMNS. Meet—with the blood-bought throng to fall, And crown our Jesus — Lord of all. rr\»f L- M- Brewer. Monson. 0(J4 Subjection of the Xations to Christ prayed for. 1 SOON may the last glad song arise, Through all the millions of the skies — That sonij of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's! 2 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to thee ! And over land, and stream, and mam, Now wave the sceptre of thy reign ! 3 Oh let that glorious anthem swell ; Let host to host the triumph tell — That not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns ! O(>0 P M. Missionary Hymn. 1 WHEN shall the voice of singing Flow joyfully along ? When hill and valley, ringing With one triumphant song, Proclaim the contest ended, And him who once was slain, Again to earth descended, In righteousness to reign ? 2 Then from the craggy mountains The sacred shou^ shall fly ; And shady vales and fountains Shall echo the reply. High tower and lowly dwelling Shall send the chorus round, All hallelujah swelling In one eternal sound ! 539 L. M. Old Hundred. Gilead. 1 NOW let the angel sound on high. Let shouts be heard through all the sky; Kings of the earth, with glad accord, Give" up your kingdoms to the Lord. 2 Almighty God, thy power assume, Who Wast, and art, and art to come ; Jesus, the Lamb, who once was slain, Forever live — forever reign ! HYMNS. 485 540 S. If. St. Thomas. Hudson 1 GREAT Heir of David's throne ! Thy royal power assume ; Come, reign in faithful hearts alone, Thou blest Redeemer, come. 2 Set up thy throne of grace In all the heathen's sight — Thy kingdom of true holiness — And order it aright. 3 Now, fur thy promise' sake. O'er earth exalted be : The kingdom, power, and glory take, Which' all belong to thee^ 4 In zeal for God and man, Thy full salvation bring: The universal Monarch reign, The saints' eternal King. S. ML Southneld. Eistbum. OtcJ. Rejoicing in Christ's Reign. 1 NOW living waters flow To cheerlhe humble soul : From sea to sea the rivers go. And spread from pole to pole. 2 Now righteousness shall spring, And^row on earth again: Jesus, Jehovah, be our King, And o'er the nations reign. 3 Jesus shall rule alone, The world shall hear his word ; By one blest name shall he be known 'The Universal Lord. 54 fi L. M. Brewer. Duke Street. 1 HAIL to the Prince of life and peace, Who holds the keys of death and hell ; The boundless world unseen is his, And sovereign power becomes him well. P 2 In shame and suffering once he died ; — But now he lives forevermore : — Bow down, ye saints, around his seat, And, all ye angel-bands, adore. 3 So live forever, glorious Lord, To crush thy foes — and guard thy friends ; 41 * 486 HYMNS. While all thy chosen tribes rejoice, That thy dominion never ends. 4 Worthy thy hand to hold the keys, Guided by wisdom, and by love ; Worthy to rule o'er mortal life, O'er worlds below — and worlds above. f 5 Forever reign, victorious King ! Wide thro1 the earth thy name be known ; And call my longing soul to sing Sublimer anthems near thy throne. O^ttJ L. M. Mendon. Brewer. 1 YES — mighty Jesus! thou shalt reign, Till all thy haughty foes submit ; Till hell, and all her trembling train, Become the footstool of thy feet. 2 Then, ransomed souls shall bless thy power : Thine arm shall full salvation bring : Thy saints, in that illustrious hour, Shall conquer, with their conquering King. 3 Then, ranged thy shining throne around, Thy honors, Lord, will we proclaim ; While heaven's transported realms resound Thy glorious deeds and saving name. 544 7s. Adullum. Lincoln. 1 HARK ! — the song of jubilee, Loud — as mighty thunders roar ; Or the fullness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore — 2 See Jehovah's banners furled ! Sheathed his sword : — he speaks — 'tis done ! Now the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdom of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole With supreme, unbounded sway: He shall reign, when, like a scroll, Yonder heavens have passed away ! 4 Hallelujah ! for the Lord, God omnipotent shall reign : Hallelujah ! — let the word Echo round the earth and main. HYMNS. 487 545 S. M. Paddington. Eastbunu 1 REJOICE ! the Lord is King! Your Lord and Kin^ adore ; Ye ransomed saints, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore ! 2 The mighty Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love ; When he himself had purged our stains, He took his seat above. 3 His kingdom cannot fail ; He rules o'er earth and heaven; The sovereign keys of death and hell Into his J, [riven. 4 He sits at God's right hand, Till all his toes submit, And humbly bow to his command, Aid fall beneath his feet. 5 Rejoice in glorious hope ! Jesus, the Judge, shall come, And take his waiting servants up To their eternal home. 040 7s. Adullum. Lincoln. 1 WAKE the song of jubilee, Let it echo o'er the sea ! Now is come the promised hour ; Jesus reigns with sovereign power ! 2 All ye nations, join and sing, 'Christ, of lords and kings is King!' Let it sound from shore to shore, Jesus reizns ibrevermore ! 3 Now the desert lands rejoice, And the islands join their voice ; Yea, the whole creation sincrs, ' Jesus is the King of kings P VARIOUS TOPICS. w, a*. CM. Corinth. Oakland. t)4 / Nature of Prayer. 1 PRAYER is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; WhUe angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, * Behold, he prays. 488 HYMNS. 2 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air; His watch-word at the cjates of death ; He enters heaven with prayer. 3 Prayer is not made on earth alone — The Holy Spirit pleads ; And Jesus, on th' eternal throne, For sinners intercedes. Aff 4 O thou bv whom we come to God — The Life, the Truth, the Way! The path of prayer thyself hast trod — Len Lord, teach us how to pray. S. M. Little Marlboro'. Hudson OtcO Encouragement to Prayer. 1 AND shall not Jesus hear His children when they cry ? Yes — though he may awhile forbear, He'll help them from on high. 2 His nature, truth, and love, Engage him on their side ; When they are grieved, his bowels move; And can they be denied ? 3 Then let us earnest be, And never faint in prayer : He loves our importunity, And makes our cause his care. 549 L. M. Brewer. St. Paul'f 1 SING to the Lord, who loud proclaims His various and his Bavins names ; Oh may they not be heard alone, But by our sure experience known. 2 Through every age his gracious ear Is open to his servants' prayer ; Nor can one humble soul complain, That he has sought his God in vain. 3 What unbelieving heart shall dare In whispers to suggest a fear, While still he owns his ancient name, The same his power — his love the same ; 4 To thee our souls in faith arise, To thee we lift expecting eyes ; We boldly through the desert tread- For God will guard, where God shall lead. 551 HYMNS. 489 550 L. M. Waterville. St. Paal»«. 1 LORD, how shall wretched sinners dare Look up to thy divine abode, Or offer their imperfect prayer Before a just and holy God? 2 Bright terrors guard thine awful seat, And dazzling glories vail thy face ; Yet mercy calls us to thy feet : Thy throne is still a throne of grace. 3 Oh ! may our souls thy grace adore ; May Jesus plead our humble claim, While thy protection we implore, In his prevailing, glorious name. 4 Let past experience of thy care Support our hope — our trust invite ; > Again attend our humble prayer ; — — Let mercy still be thy delight. 8. M. Calmar. Hudson. Lord's Prayer, 1 OUR heavenly Father, hear The prayer we offer now ; Thv name be hallowed far and near, rf o thee all nations bow ! 2 Thy kingdom come — thy will On earth be done in love, As saints and seraphim fulfil Thy perfect law above ! 3 Our daily bread supply, While by thy word we live ; The guilt of our iniquity Forgive — as we forgive. 4 From dark temptation's power, From Satan's wiles defend ; Deliver in the evil hour, And guide us to the end. mf 5 Thine shall forever be Glory and power divine : The sceptre, throne, and majesty Of heaven and earth are thine, mp 6 Thus humbly taught to pray By thy beloved Son, Through him we come to thee, and say, * All tor his sake be done !' 490 HYMNS. 3d" C. M. Litchfield. Dundee, 1 OUR Father who in heaven art ! All hallowed be thy name ; Thv kingdom come — thy will be done, Throughout this eartlily frame, — 2 As cheerfully as 'tis by those Who dwell with thee on hi^h Lord, let thy bounty, day by day Our daily food supply. 3 As we forgive our enemies, Thy pardon, Lord, we crave ; Into temptation lead us not, But us from evil save, mf 4 For kingdom, power, and glory, all Belong, O Lord, to thee ; Thine from eternity they were, Len And thine shall ever he. 553 554 Cs & 5s. Portuguese Hymn. Lyons. 1 OUR Father in heaven, We hallow thy name ! May thy kingdom holy On earth be the same ! Oh give to us daily Our portion of bread ; It is from thy bounty That all must be fed. 2 Forgive our transgressions, And teach us to know That humble compassion Which pardons each foe : Keep us from temptation, From weakness and sin, And thine be the glory Forever — Amen. C. M. Litchfield. Corinth. Retirement and ^Meditation. 1 FAR from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strife and tumult far; From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat — the silent shade, With prayer and praise agree ; HYMNS. 491 — And seem, by thy sweet bounty, made For those who follow thee. 3 There, if the Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh ! with what peace, and joy, and love, She communes with her God ! 4 Author and guardian of my life, Sweet source of light divine, And — all harmonious names in one — My saviour — thou art mine ! mf 5 What thanks I owe thee ! and what love ! A boundless, endless store ! Thy praise shallsoundthrough realmsabove, When time shall be no more. ODO L. M. Bellville. Water? ille. 1 MY God, permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee ; Amid a "thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth ? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go ? 3 Call me away from earth and sense ; Thy sovereign word can draw me thence ; I would obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn ; Let noise and vanity be gone ; In secret silence of the mind, My heaven — and there my God I find. ODD CM. Brattle Street. Corinth. 1 WHILE thee I seek, protecting Power ! Be my vain wishes stilled ; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. 2 Thv love the power of thought bestowed ; To thee my thoughts would soar: Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed ; That mercy 1 adore. 3 In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see ! 4*3 HYMNS. Each blessing to my soul most dear, Because conferred by thee. 4 In ever}r joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5 When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6 Mv lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see ; ■f Mv steadfast heart shall know no fear; vrhat heart will rest on thee. ODt S. M. Hudson. Little Marlboro* 1 OUR heavenly Father's eye Sees through the darkest night ; In deep retirement he is nigh, With heart-discerning sight. 2 Then let that eye survey Our duteous homage paid, With every morning's dawning ray, And every evening's shade. 3 O God ! may heavenly fire The incense still inflame; While grateful vows to thee aspire, Through my Redeemer's name. 4 Oh warm my heart with love, Mv soul in secret bless ; So shaft thou deign, in worlds above, Thy suppliant to confess. 558 L. If. M« I way. Sho Desiring the Presence of God. 1 MY God, I bow before thy feet ; When shall my soul approach thy seat ? When shall I see thy glorious face With mingled majesty and grace ? 2 How should I love thee, and adore, With hopes and joys unknown before ! And bid this trifling world be gone, Nor tease my heart so near thy throne. HYMNS. 493 3 My soul should pour out all her cares In flowing words, or flowing tears ; Thy smiles would case my sharpest pain, Nor should I seek my God in vain. 559 C. M. St. Martin's. Berwick. 1 ETERNAL Sun of Righteousness Display thy beams divine, And cause the glory of thy lace On all our hearts to shine ! 2 Lia'ht in thy light, oh may we see, Thy ; mercy prove ! Revived, and cheered, and blest by thee, Thou God of pardoning love ! 560 C. M. St. Martin's. Stephens. 1 SHINE on our souls, eternal God, With rays of mercy shine: Oh let thy favor crown our days, And all their round be thine'. 2 With thee let every week begin ; With thee each day be spent; To thee each fleeting hour be given, Since each by thee is lent. 3 Thus cheer us through this desert road, Till all our labors cease ; — Till heaven refresh our weary souls With everlasting peace. ^ C. M. Corinth. Arlington. DDl God's Presence a Comfort in Life, 1 OH happy they who know the Lord, With whom he deigns to dwell ! He feeds and cheers them by his word; His arm supports them well. 2 To them, in each distressing hour, H s throne of grace is near ; And when they plead his love and power He stands engaged to hear. 3 His presence cheers us in our cares, And makes our burdens light ; His gracious word dispels our fears, And gilds the gloom of night. 4 Let us enjoy, and highly prize These tokens of thy love ; 42 494 HYMNS.- Till thou shalt bid our spirits rise, To worship thee above. -s*r% ^- y]- Haverhill. Mornington. OOw Communion with the Fatfu r and Christ. 1 OUR heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites us near; With both, our friendship shall be sweet, And our communion dear. 2 God pities all our griefs: He pardons every day ; Almignty to protect our souls, Ami wise to guide our way. 3 How large his bounties are ! What various stores of good, Diffused from our Redeemer's hand, And purchased with his blood ! 4 Jesus, our living head, We bless thy faithful care ; Our advocate before the throne, And our forerunner there. 5 Here fix, my roving heart ! Here wait, my warmest love ! Till this communion be complete mf In nobler scenes above. C. M. Corinth. Grafton OUO Sins and Sori'ows laid before God. 1 OH, that I knew the secret place Where I might find my God ! I'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad. 2 I'd tell him how my sins arise, What sorrows I sustain ; How grace decays — and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. 3 He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with my God — I'd plead for his ownmercy's sake — I'd plead my Saviour's blood. 4 My God will pity my complaints, And drive my foes away ; He knows the meaning ot his saints, When they in sorrow pray. HYMNS. 495 mf 5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish every fear ; He calls thee to his throne of grace, To spread thy sorrows there. 564 C. M. Dedham. Grafton. 1 OH, could I find, from day to day, A nearness to my God ! Then should my hours glide sweet away While leaning on his word. 2 Lord, I desire with thee to live Anew from day to day ; In joys the world can never give, Nor ever take away. 3 Blest Jesus, come, and rule my heart, And make me wholly thine, That I may never more depart, Nor grieve thy love divine. 4 Thus, till my last, expiring breath, Thy goodness I'll adore ; And when my frame dissolves in death, My soul shall love thee more. 565 S. M. Hudson. St. Thomas. Providence and Grace. 1 O THOU, my life, my ioy, My glory, and my all ! Unsent bv thee, no good can come, No evil can befall. 2 Such are thy wondrous works, And methods of thy grace, That I may safely trust in thee, Through all this wilderness. 3 'Tis thine all-powerful arm Upholds me in the way ; Ana thy rich bounty well supplies The wants of every day. 4 For such compassions, Lord ! Ten thousand thanks are due ; For such compassions, I esteem Ten thousand thanks too few. 566 C. M. Medford. Walney. 1 THANKS to my God for even' gift His bounteous hands bestow'; 496 HYMNS. And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforU How. 2 Forever let my grateful heart His boundless ire. Which gives ten thousand blessings now, And bids me hope for more. 3 Transporting hope ! still on my soul Let thy bright glories shine, Till thou thyself art lost in joys Eternal and divine. 0\>7 8a £c 7s. Sicilian Hymn. 1 BLEST he thou, O God of Israel, Thou, our Father, anil our Lord ! Blest thy majesty forever ! Ever he thy name adored. 2 Thine, O Lord, are power and greatness, Glory, victory, are thine own ; All is thine in earth and heaven, Over all thy boundless throne. 3 Riches come of thee, and honor, Power and might to thee belong ; Thine it is to make us prosper, Only thine to make us strong. 4 Lord our God ! for these, thy bounties Songs of gratitude we raise ; To thy name, forever glorious, Ever we address our praise ! C. M. Princeton. Westford. OUO The Fearful encouraged. 1 YE trembling souls, dismiss your fears, Be mercy all your theme : Mercy — which, like a river, Hows In one perpetual stream. 2 Fear not the powers of earth and hell — Those powers will God restrain ; His arm shall all their rage repel, And make their efforts vain. 3 Fear not the want of outward good, For his he will provide ; Grant them supplies of daily food, And give them heaven beside. HYMNS. 497 4 Fear not that he will e'er forsake, Or leave his work undone ; He's faithful to his promises, And faithful to his Son. 5 Fear not the terrors of the grave, Or death's tremendous sting ; He will from endless wrath preserve, To endless giory bring. C. M. Covington. Spencer. 569 Refuge in God. 1 DEAR Refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone canst heal ; Thv word can bring a sweet relief, For every pain I feel. 3 Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? And shall I seek in vain ? And can the ear of sovereign grace Be deaf when I complain? 4 No — still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer ; Oh may I ever find access To breathe my sorrows there ! 5 Thv mercy-seat is open still ; Here let my soul retreat ; With humble* hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. 5 / U C. M. Stamford. Lutzen. 1 IX every trouble, sharp and strong, My soul to Jesus flies ; My anchor-hold is firm in him, ^'hen swelling billows rise. 2 His comforts bear my spirits up ; I trust a faithful God ; The sure foundation ofmv hope Is in my Saviour's bloocl. f 3 Loud hallelujahs sing, my soul, To thy Redeemer's name ! In joy, or sorrow — life, or death — His love is still the same. 42* 498 HYMNS. 0#1 L. M. Mention. 97th Ts. Tune. 1 PRAISE — everlasting praise be imid To him wlip earth's foundations laid; Praise to the God whose strong decrees Sway the creation as he plei 2 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, Who rules his people l»y his word; And there, as strong as his decrees, Reveals his kindest promises. 3 Whence then should doubts and fears arise ? Why trickling sorrows drown our « Slowly, alas ! the mind receives The comforts that our Maker gives. »»f 4 Oh for a strong, a lasting faith ! To credit what th' Almighty saith ! T' embrace the message of his Son, And call the joys of heaven our own. f 5 Then, should the earth's foundations shake, And all the wheels of nature break, Our steady souls shall fear no more Than solid rocks when billows roar. %}i*M C. M. Litchfield. Spencer. 1 DEAR Father, to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter flies : 'Tis'here 1 find a safe retreat When storms and tempests rise. 2 My cheerful hope can never die, If thou, my Grod, art near; Thv grace can raise my comforts high, And banish every fear. 3 My great Protector, and my Lord, Thy constant aid impart ; Oh ! let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4 Oh ! never let my soul remove From this divine retreat ; Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. L. M. Hingham. Alfreton. d i O Prayer for Protection o?id Guidance. 1 O THOU, to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light, HFMNS. 499 Search, prove my heart— it pants for thee ; Oh hurst these bonds, and set it free ! 2 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my light — be thou my way ; No foes, nor danger will I fear, AVliile thou, my Saviour, God, art near. 3 When rising floods my soul o'erfiow, When sinks my heart in waves of wo, Jesus, thy timely aid impart, mf To raise my head— and cheer my heart. 4 Oh let thy hand support me still, And lead me to thy holy hill, Where toil, and grief, and pain shall cease, p Where all is calm — and all is peace. 5/4 C. Bf. Medfield. Spencer. 1 LORD, through the dubious path of life Thy feeble sen-ant guide ! Supported by thy powerful arm, My footsteps shall not slide. 2 Let others, swelled with empty pride, Of wisdom make their boasts ; My wisdom and my strength must come 'From thee, the Lord of hosts. 3 To thee, O my unerring Guide ! 1 would myself resign ; In all my ways acknowledge thee, And form my will to thine. 4 Thus shall each blessing of thy hand Be doubly sweet to me ; In all my griefs 1 still shall have A refuge, Lord, in thee. 575 L. M. Old Hundred. Darners. 1 THOU, Lord,through every changing scene, Hast to the saints a^refuge been ; Through every age, eternal God ! Their pleasing home — their safe abode. 2 In thee our fathers sought their rest, And were with thy protection blest ; Behold their sons," a feeble race ! We come to fill our fathers' place. 3 Through all the thorny paths we tread, Ere we are numbered with the dead, 500 HYMNS. When friends desert — and foes invade, Be thou our all-sufficient aid! 4 And when this pilgrimage is o'er, And we must dwell on earth no more, To thee, great God ! may we ascend, And find an everlasting Friend. 5 To thee our infant race we'll leave ; Them may their fathers' God receive; That voices, yet unformed, may raise Succeeding hymns of humble praise. O i O C. M. Litchfield. Dundee. 1 AUTHOR of good— to thee we turn: Thine ever- wakeful eye Alone can all our wants discern — Thy hand alone supply. 2 Oh let thy love within us dwell, Thy fear our footsteps guide ; Thatlove shall vainer loves expel, That fear all fears beside. 3 And oh, by error's force subdued, Since oft, with stubborn will, We blindly shun the latent good, And grasp the specious ill ; — 4 Xot what we wish — but what we want, Let mercy still supplv : The good we ask not, father, grant — The ill we ask — den v. 577 C. M. York. Grafton. 1 GOD of our fathers ! by whose hand Thy people still are blest, Be with us through eur pilgrimage, Conduct us to our rest. 2 Through each perplexing path of life Our Wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each dav our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. 3 Oh spread thy sheltering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode Our souls arrive in peace. 4 Such blessings from thy gracious hand Our humble prayers implore ; HYMNS. 501 mf And thou, the Lord, shalt be our God, And portion evermore. C. M. Christmas. Judea. O ( O Scripture Characters and Examples. 1 RISE, O my soul — pursue the path By ancient worthies trod: Aspiring, new those holy men, Who lived and walked with God. 2 Though dead, they -peak in reason's ear, And in example live : Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, Still fresh instruction give." 3 'Twas thro' the Lamb's most precious blood, They conquered every foe; To his almighty power and grace, Their crowns of life they owe. P 4 Lord, may I ever keep in view The patterns thou hast given, And ne'er forsake the blessed road, Len That led them safe to heaven. 579 Christmas. Judea. ' I 1 GIVE me the wings of faith, to rise Within the vail, and see The saints above — how great their joys ! How bright their glories be ! p 2 Once they were mourning here below, And wet their couch with tears ; Thev wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears. f ' ' 3 I ask them whence their victory came ; They, with united breath, Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, Their triumph to his death. 4 Thev marked the footsteps that he trod, (ffis zeal inspired their breath ;) And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest. 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise For his own pattern given, While the long cloud of witnesses Show the same path to heaven. 502 HYMNS. £QQ L. M. Duke Street Youth admonished. 1 YE sons of Adam, vain and young, Indulge your eyes — indulge your tongue; Enjoy the day of mirth — but know There is a day of judgment too. 2 God from on high beholds your thoughts; His book records your secret faults ; The works of darkness you have done Must all appear before the sun. Aff 3 Almighty God, turn off their eyes From these alluring vanities ; And let the thunder of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord. 581 C. M. Litchfield 1 YE hearts with youthful vigor warm, In smiling crowds draw near, And turn from every mortal charm, A Saviour's voice to hear. 2 The soul that longs to see his face Is sure his love to gain ; And those that early seek his grace Shall never seek in vain. 3 What object, Lord, my soul should move, If once compared with thee? What beauty should command my love, Like what in Christ I see ? 4 Away, ye false, delusive toys, Vain tempters of the mind ! 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, For here true bliss I find. «2o^ C. M. .Nottingham. Dundee 1 CHILDREN, to your Creator, God, Your early honors pay ; While vanity and youthful blood Would tempt your thoughts astray. 2 Be wise — and make his favor sure, Before the mournful day, When youth and mirth are known no more, And life and strength decay. b HYMNS 503 3 The memory of his mighty name Demands your first regard ; Nor dare indulge a meaner flame, Till you have loved the Lord. OOO C. M. Stephens. Dunde«. 1 WHILE in the tender years of youth, In nature's smiling bloom, Ere age arrive, and trembling wait Its summons to the tomb ;— 2 Remember thy Creator, God ; For him thy powers employ ; Make him thy fear, thy love, thy hope, Thy portion, and thy joy. 3 He shall defend and guide thy course Through life's uncertain sea, Till thou art landed on the shore Of blest eternitv. 584 S. M. Hudson. Dover. The Young asking for divine Guidance. 1 FROM earliest dawn of life, Thy goodness we have shared ; And still we live to sing thy praise, By sovereign mercy spared. 2 To learn and do thy will, O Lord, our hearts incline ; And o'er the paths of future life Command thy light to shine. 3 While taught thy word of truth, May we that word receive ; And when we hear of Jesus' name, In that blest name believe ! 4 Oh let us never tread The broad, destructive road, But trace those holy paths which lead To glory, and to God. L. M. Medway. Danvws. '585 Prayer for Youth. 1 GREAT Saviour ! who didst condescend Young children in thine arms to take, Still prove thyself the children's friend, And save them for thy mercy's sake. 504 HYMNS. 2 While in the paths of youth, Be thou their guardian — thou their guide; That they, directed by thy truth, .May never from thy precepts Hide. 3 To read thy word their hearts incline; To understand it, light impart : O Saviour! Let their all be thine! Take full possession of each heart. Oob C. M. Medfield. Ely. 1 BESTOW, O Lord, upon our youth The gift of saving grace, And let the seed of sacred truth Fall in a fruitful place. 2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows, Of pure and heavenly root; But fairest in the youngest shows, And yields the sweetest fruit. 3 Ye careless ones, oh, hear betimes The voice of saving love ! Your youth is stained with numerous crimes, But mercy reigns above. 4 For you the public prayer is made ; Oh, join the public prayer! For you the sacred tear is shed ; Oh, shed yourselves a tear ! 5 We prav that you may early prove The Saviour's quickening srace ; Too young you cannot taste his love, Or seek his smiling face. C. M. Oakland. Ely. Do i Pleasure of instructing the Young. 1 BLEST work ! the youthful mind to win, And turn the rising race From dark and dangerous paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace. 2 Children our kind protection claim : And God will well approve, When infants learn to lisp his name, And their Redeemer love. 3 Be ours the bliss, in wisdom's way To guide untutored youth, And snow the mind which went astray The way, the life, the truth ! 588 HYMNS. 505 Thy Spirit, Father ! on us shed, And bless this good design : The honors ofthy name be spread ; Be all the glory thine. C. M. Bedford. Ely. Parti Jig with earthly Joys. 1 MY soul forsakes her vain delight And bids the world tare well ; On things of sense why fix my sight ? Why on its pleasures dwell? 2 There's nothing round this spacious earth That suits my soul's desire : To boundless joy, and solid mirth, 31y nobler thoughts aspire. 3 Xo longer will I ask its love, Xor seek its friendship more ; The happiness that I approve Is not within its power. 4 Oh ! for the pinions of a dove, T' ascend the heavenly road : There shall I share my Saviour's love ; There shall I dwell with God. OoJ L. If. D^nvers. Hingham. 1 I SEND the joys of earth away ; Away, ye tempters of the mind, False as the smooth, deceitful sea, And empty as the whistling wind. 2 Your streams were floating me along Down to the gulf of black despair ; And while I listened to your song, Your streams had ev'n conveyed me there. Aff 3 Lord, 1 adore thy matchless grace, That warned me of that dark abyss, That drew me from those dangerous seas, And bade me seek superior bliss. mf 4 Now to the shining realms above I stretch my hands, and glance mine eyes ; Oh ! for the pinions of a "dove, To bear me to the upper skies ! 5 There, from the presence of my God, Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; There would I fix my last abode, And drowm the sorrows of my soul. 43 506 HYMNS. Grafton. Medfield. UtJi) Earthly PL • rous. 1 HOW vain arc aJl things here below; How false, and yet how lair! Each pleasure hath its poison too, And every sweet a Snare. 2 The brightest tilings below the sky Shine with deceitful light; We should suspect some'danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys — our nearest friends — The partners of our blood — How they divide our wavering minds, And leave but half for God ! 4 The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense ! 'Tis there the warm affections move, Nor can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour ! let thy beauties be My soul's eternal food, And grace command my heart away From ail created injod. 591 mf L. M. Sunderland. Hebron. Vanity of the World and Happiness of Heaven. 1 HOW vain is all beneath the skies ! How transient every earthly bliss ! How slender all the fondest tie.-, That bind us to a world like this ! 2 The evening cloud — the morning dew — The withering grass — the fading flower Of earthly hopes are emblems true — The glory of a passing hour ! 3 But, though earth's fairest blossoms die, And all beneath the skies is vain, There is a land, whose confines lie Beyond the reach of care and pain. 4 Then let the hope of joys to come Dispel our cares, and chase our fears: If God be ours, we're travelling home, Though passing through a vale of tears. HYMNS. 507 B. M. Dartmouth. Dorer. OVsi Religion a Support in Life. 1 WHEN gloomy thoughts and fears The trembling heart invade, And all the lace of nature wears Aii universal shade, — 2 Religion can assu Tiie tempest of the soul : And every Tear shall lose its rage At her divine control. 3 Through life's bewildered way, Her hand unerring leads : And o'er the path her heavenly ray A cheering lustre sheds. 4 When reason, tired and blind, Sinks helpless and afraid ; Thou, blest supporter of the mind, How powerful is thine aid ! AtT 5 Oh let me feel thy power. And rind thy sweet relief, mf> To cheer my every gloomy hour, pp And calm my every grief. 593 C. M. Grafton. Medfield. Hum mi Fr 1 LET others boast how strong they be, Nor death nor danger fear; But we'll confess. O Lord, to thee, What feeble things we are. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay ; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land. And fades the grass away. 3 Our Maker, God, supports our frame ; In God alone we trust ! f Salvation to th' almighty name That reared us from the dust. mrs* a ~s * 6s* Amsterdam. O %J tc Fligh t of 7 Sm e . 1 TIME is winging us away To our eternaf home ; Life is but a winter's day — A journey to the tomb : L 508 HYMNS. Youth and vigor soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms; All that's mortal soon shall be Enclosed in death's cold arms. 2 Time is winging ns away To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day — A journey to the Tomb : But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty, soon, above, Far beyond the world's alloy Secure in Jesus' love. CM. Grafton. Bether. 0*)0 Time short and misspent. 1 HOW short and hasty is our life ! How vast our soul's affairs ! Yet senseless mortals vainly strive To lavish out their years. 2 Our days run thoughtlessly along, Without a moment's stay ; Just like a story, or a song, We pass our lives away. 3 God from on high invites us home, But we march heedless on, And, ever hastening to the tomb, Stoop downward as we run. 4 How we deserve the deepest hell, That slight the joys above ! What chains of vengeance should we feel. That break such cords of love! Aff 5 Draw us, O God, with sovereign grace, And lift our thoughts on high, That we may end this mortal race, And see salvation nigh. 596 CM. Grafton. Ely. 1 THE time is short! — sinners, beware, Nor trifle time away ; The word of great salvation hear, While yet 'tis called to-day. 2 The time is short ! — O sinners, now, To Christ the Lord submit ; To mercy's golden sceptre bow, And fall at Jesus' feet. HYMNS. 509 3 The time is short !— ye saints, rejoice — The Lord will quickly come : Soon shall you hear the Saviour's voice, To call you to your home. 4 The time is short ! — it swiftly flies — The hour is just at hand, When we shall mount above the skies, And reach the wished-for land. 5 The time is short !— the moment near, When we shall dwell above ; And be forever happy there, With Jesus, whom" we love. ^ C. M. Spencer. York. Out Time the Period to prepare for Eternity. 1 THEE we adore, Eternal Name ! And humbly own to thee How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms are we ! 2 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it gave ; Whate'er we do — where'er we be, We're travelling to the grave. Aff 3 Great God ! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! Th' eternal state of all tne dead > Upon life's feeble strings ! 4 Eternal joy — or endless wo Attends on every breath ! And yet how unconcerned we go Upon the brink of death ! Aff 5 Awake, O Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dangerous road ; And if our souls are hurried hence, May they be found with God. 098 L. Iff. Ralston. Middlebury. 1 LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, The time t' insure the great reward ; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. 2 Life is the hour that God hath given T' escape from hell, and fly to heaven ; The day of grace — and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. 43* 510 HYMNS. 3 Then, what my thoughts design to do My hands, with all your might, pursue; Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 4 There are no acts of pardon passed In the cold grave to which we haste; p But darkness, death, and long despair Len Reign in eternal silence there. 599 B. M. Bethany. Boiford. 1 TO-MORROW, Lord, is thine, Lodged in thy sovereign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; Oh make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day. 3 Since on this fleeting hour Eternity is hung, Awake, by thine almighty power. The aged and the young. 4 One thing demands our care ; Oh ! be that still pursued ! Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renewed. 5 To Jesus may we fly, Swift as the morning light, > Lest life's young, golden beams should die mf In sudden, endless night. S. II. Haverhill. Aylesbury. OUU Reflections on past Generations. 1 HOW swift the torrent rolls, That bears us to the sea ! The tide which hurries thoughtless souls To vast eternity ! 2 Our fathers ! where are they, With all they called their own ? — Their joys and griefs — and hopes and cares, And wealth and honor — gone! 3 But joy or grief succeeds Bevond our mortal thought, While still the remnant of their dust Lies in the grave forgot. HYMNS. 511 4 There, where the fathers lie, Must all the Children dwell; Nor other heritage possess, Hut such a gloomy cell. 5 God of our fathers, hear, Thou everlasting Friend! While we, as on life's utmost verge. Our souls to thee commend. 6 Of all the pious dead May we the footsteps trace. Till with them, in the land of light, We dwell before thy face. S. If. Dover- Pentonville. 1 1 Exhortation to work while it is Daij. 1 THE swift-declining day, How fast its moments h\v ! While evening's broad ana1 gloomy shade Gains on the western sky. 2 Ye mortals, mark its pace, And use the hours of light : For know, its 5laker can command An instant, endless night. 3 Give glory to the Lord, Who rules the rolling sphere ; Submissive, at his footstool bow, And seek salvation there. 4 Then shall new lustre break Through all the horrid gloom, And lead you to unchanging light, In your celestial home. L. M. Danvers. St. Paul's. AWAKE — awake ! each sluggish soul, Awake — and view the setting sun! See how the shades of death advance. Ere half the task of life is done ! mp 2 Soon will he close cur drowsy eves, Nor shall we hear these warnings more: Soon will the mighty Judge approach ; Ev'n now he stands before the door ! mf 3 To-day, attend his gracious voice ! And hear the summons which he sends*— " Awake ! for on this passing hour, Thy long eternity depends!" 512 HYMNS. Aff mf 4 O Saviour ! let these awful scenes Be ever present to our vi Teach us to gird our loins about. And trim our To drop into the dust. C. ftf. Grafton. Cheltenham. UUO Death and Judgment appointed to all. 1 HEAVEN has confirmed the dread decree, That Adam's race must die: One general ruin sweeps them down. And low in dust they lie. 2 Ye living men. the tomb survey. Where you must shortly dwell: Hark! hovv the awful summons sounds, In every funeral knell ! 3 Once you must die — and once for all — The solemn purport weigh : For know, that heaven or hell is hung On that important day! 4 Those eyes, so long in darkness vailed, Must wake, the Judge to see : And every word— and every thought — Must pass his scrutiny. 5 Oh may I in the Judge behold My Saviour and my Friend ; And, far beyond the reach of death With all his saints ascend. 606 C. Iff. Barby. Eastport Admonition to prepare for Death. 1 LIFE is a span — a fleeting hour — How soon the vapor flies ! Man is a tender, transient flower, That ev'n in blooming — dies. 2 The once loved form, now cold and dead, Each mournful thought employs : And nature weeps her comforts fled, And withered all her joys. 3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, When what we now deplore Shall rise in full, immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. 4 Cease then, fond nature, cease thy tears — Thy Saviour dwells on high ; There everlasting spring appears — There joys shall never die. 514 HYMNS. OU7 C. If. Grafton. St. Austin's. i WHEN youth and age are snatched away By death's resistless band. Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, And bow at God's command. 2 While love still prompts the rising sigh, With awful power impressed, Let this dread truth, " I too must die !" Sink deep in every breast ! 3 May this vain world o'ercome no more ! Behold the opening tomb ! It bids us use tne present hour; To-morrow death may come. 4 The voice of this instructive scene Let every heart obey ! Nor be the faithful warning vain Which calls to watch and pray. 5 Lord ! let us to our refuge fly ! Thine arm alone can save: <. Give us, through Christ, the victory, mf To triumph o'er the grave! C. M. Grafton. Eastport- OUO Prayer for Support in Death. 1 WHEN, bending o'er the brink oflife, My trembling soul shall stand, And wait to pass death's awful flood, Great God, at thy command ; — 2 Thou Source oflife and joy supreme, Whose arm alone can save, Dispel the darkness that surrounds The entrance to the grave ! 3 Lay thy supporting, gentle hand Beneath my sinking head, And let a beam of life divine Illume my dying bed. C09 C. M. Grafton. Ely. Preparation for Death. 1 IF I must die, oh ! let me die With hope in Jesus' blood — The blood that saves from sin and guilt, And reconciles to God. HYMNS. 515 2 If I must die, oh ! let me die In peace with all mankind, And change these fleetin* joys below For pleasures more refined. 3 If 1 must die — and die I must— Let some kind seraph come, And bear me on his friendly wing To my celestial home. 4 Of Canaan's land, from Pisgah's top, May I but have a view ; Though Jordan should o'erflow its banks, »f Pll boldly venture through. CM- Betlier. St. Austin's. Ol U Hope in Christ a Support in Death. 1 WHEN Death appears before my sight In all his dire array. Unequal to the dreadful fight, My courage faints away. 2 How shall I meet this potent foe, Whose frown my soul alarms ? Dark horror sits upon his brow, And victory waits his arms. 3 Oil, for the eye of faith divine, To pierce beyond the grave ! To see that Friend, and call him mine, Whose arm alone can save. Oil L. M. Hingham. Shod. 1 WHY should we start, and fear to die? — What timorous worms we mortals are . Death is the gate of endless joy, Arid yet we dread to enter there. 2 The pains, the groans, and dying strife, Fright our approaching souls away; Still shrink we back again to life, Fond of our prison, and our clay. 3 Oh ! if my Lord would come and meet, 31y soul should stretch her wings in haste, mf Fly fearless through death's iron gate, Nor feel the terrors as she passed. — 4 Jesus can make a dyin^r bed Feel soft as downy pillows are, While on his breast 1 lean my head, > And breathe my life out sweetly there. 51G HYMNS. ^ CM. tallow. Medford. 01^5 Faith giving Victory over Death. ! ' 1 Oil for an overcoming faith To cheer my dying hours ! To triumph o'er the monster, Death, And all his frightful powers ! 2 Joyful, with all the strength I have, My quivering lips should sing, 4 Where is thy boasted victory, grave ? And where the monster's sting ?' f 3 Now to the Cod of victory Immortal thanks be paid, Who makes us conquerors while we die, Through Christ, our living Head. 613 C. M. Mear. Colchester. 1 HOW glorious is the gift of faith, That cheers the darksome tomb, And through the damp and gloomy grave Can shed a rich perfume! 2 Triumphant faith ! — it lifts the soul Above desponding fear; Exults in hope of heaven, her home, And longs to enter there ! 614 C. M. Barby. York- Triumph over Death in Hope vf the Resurrection. mp 1 GREAT God, I own thy sentence just, And nature must decay; I yield my body to the dust, To dwell with fellow clay. f 2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, And trample on the tombs ; Sty great Redeemer ever lives, My God, my Saviour, comes. 3 The mighty Conqueror shall appear, High on a royal seat ; And death, the last of all his foes, Lie vanquished at his feet. 4 Then shall I see thy lovely face With strong, immortal eyes, And feast upon thine unknown grace, With pleasure and surprise. HYMNS. 517 L. M. Hebron. Ward. 0 1 0 7V pe tee fwU J ' Righteous. 1 SWEET is the scene when Christians die, When holy Bouls retire to How mildly beams the closing eye! How gently heaves th' expiring breast! 2 So fades a summer cloud away ; So sinks the gale when storms are o'er; So gently shuts the eye of day ; So dies a wave along the shore. ntf 3 Triumphant smiles the victor's brow, > Fanned by some guardian angel's wing : f ' ' O grave ! where is thy victory now, And where, O death, where is thy sting! OIU S. Sff. Mornin^ton. Bethany. 1 OH for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord! Oh be like theirs my last repose, Like theirs my last reward. 2 Their bodies, in the ground, In silent hope may lie, < Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ^ Shall call them to the sky. 3 Their ransomed spirits soar On wings of faith and love, To meet the Saviour they adore, And reign with him above. 4 With us their names shall live Through long succeeding years, mp Embalmed with all cur hearts can give, Our praises and our tears. Aff 5 Oh for the death of those Who slumber in the Lord ! Oh be like theirs my last repose, Like theirs my last reward. 01 / Tlie dving Christian tc his Soul. 1 VITAL spark of heavenlv flame . Quit, oh! quit this mortal frame: Trembling, honing, lingering, flying — Oh! the pain, the uliss of dying! Cease, fond nature — cease thy strife, And let me languish into life ! 44 518 HYMNS. 2 Hark ! — they whisper — angels say, " Sister spirit, come away :" What is this absorbs me quite? — Steals in\ seDsef — shuts my sight — Drowns my spirits — draws my breath ? — Tell me, my soul — can this be death ? 3 The world recedes — it disappears — Heaven opens on my eyes! — my ears With sounds seraphic ring! — Lend, lend your wings! I mount ! I fly ! " O grave ! where is thy victory ! O death ! where is thy sting '." G18 C. BL York. Med fie d. Submission under the Loss of Friends. 1 PEACE ! 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand That blasts our joys in death ; That mars that form to us so dear, And gathers back the breath. 2 'Tis he — the King and Lord supreme Of all the wrorlds above, Whose steady counsels wisely rule, Nor from their purpose move. 3 'Tis he, whose justice might demand Our souls a sacrifice ; Vet scatters, with unwearied hand, A thousand rich supplies. 4 Silent we own Jehovah's name ; We kiss the scourging hand ; And yield our comforts, and our life, To his supreme command. 619 B. M. Bethany. St. Thorna*. Hope of the Resurrection. 1 AND must this body die ? This mortal frame decay ? And must these active limbs of mine Lie mouldering in the clay ? mf 2 God, my Redeemer, lives, And frequent from the skies, Looks down and watches all my dust, Till he shall bid it rise. 3 Arrayed in glorious srraee Shall these vile bodies shine, HYMNS. 519 And every shape, and every face Look heavenly and divine. 4 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus'dying love — We would adore his grace below, And sing his power above, mp 5 Accept, O Lord, the praise Of these our humble songs, f Till tunes of nobler sound we raise With our immortal tongues. S. Iff. Bethany. Little Marlboro'. DUu Resurrection and Judgment. 1 AND am I born to die ? To lay this body down ? And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown ? 2 Waked by the trumpet's sound, I from the grave must rise, And see the Judpe, with glory crowned, And see the flaming skies. 3 How shall I leave my tomb ? — With triumph or regret ? — A fearful or a joyful doom — A curse, or blessing meet ? 4 I must from God be driven — Or with my Saviour dwell ; Must come at his command to heaven — > Or else depart — to hell. A-ff 5 () thou, that wouldst not have One wretched sinner die. Who diedst thyself, my soul to save From endless misery : — 6 Show me the way to shun Thy dreadful wrath severe : That* when thou comest on thy throne, 1 may with joy appear. B. Iff. Pentonville. Dover. v)l- 1 Christ's Second Coming. 1 IN expectation sweet, We'll wait, and sing, and pray, Till Christ's triumphal car we meet, And see an endless dav. 520 HYMNS. 2 He comes! — the Conqueror comes ! Death tails beneath his sword ; The joyful prisoners hurst their tombs, And rise to meet their Lord. 3 The trumpet sounds — " Awake ! — Ye dead, to judgment come !" — The pillars of creation shake, > While hell receives her doom. — 4 Thrice happy morn for those Who love the ways of peace ! No night of sorrow e'er shall close, Or shade their perfect bliss. bJtJd 8s, 7s & 4. Greece. 1 LO! he comes, with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain ! Thousand, thousand saints, attending, Swell the triumph of his train : Hallelujah ! Jesus comes — and comes to reign. 2 Every eye shall now behold him, Robecf in dreadful majesty ! Those who set at nought and sold him, P Pierced, and nailed nim to the tree, Deeply wailing, — Shall the true Messiah see ! 3 When the solemn trump has sounded, Heaven and earth shall flee away ; All who hate him must, confounded, Hear the summons of that day — P " Come to judgment !— Come to judgment! — come away." 4 Yea, amen ! — let all adore thee, High on thine eternal throne! Saviour, take the power and glory; Make thy righteous sentence known! Aff Oh come quickly — f Claim the kingdom for thine own ! 623 P. M. Luther's Hvinn. Monmouth. GREAT God ! what do I see and hear! The end of things created ! Behold the Judgeof man appear, On clouds of glory seated ! HYMNS. 521 The trumpet sounds !— the graves restore The dead which they contained before ! Prepare, my soul, to meet him. 624 C. M. Stephen's. Stamford. 1 SEE ! where the great incarnate God Fills his majestic throne, While from the skies his awful voice Bears the last judgment down. 2 Oh may I stand before the Lamb, When earth and seas are fled, And hear the Judge pronounce my name With blessings on my head ! Oj- O 7s. Lincoln. AdulJum ? ' 1 HARK ! — that shout of rapturous joy, Bursting forth from yonder cloud!' Jesus conies ! — and through the sky, Angels tell their joy aloud. 2 Hark ! — the trumpet's awful voice Sounds abroad, through sea and land; Let his people now rejoice ! Their redemption is at hand. 3 See ! the Lord appears in view ; Heaven and earth before him fly ! Rise, ye saints, he comes for you — Rise to meet him in the sky. 4 Go, and dwell with him above, Where no foe can e'er molest ; Happy in the Saviour's love ! Ever blessing, ever blest. uZt) 8s, 7s Ac 4. Benson. Messina 1 DAY of judgment — day of wonders ! Hark !— the trumpet's awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round ! How the summons "Will the sinner's heart confound ! 2 See the Judge our nature wearing, Clothed id majesty divine ! You, who long for his appearing, Then shall say, "This God isrnine !" Aff Gracious Saviour, Own me in theft day for thine ! 44* 522 HYMNS. nrf 3 At his call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea ; All the powers of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee : *& Careless sinner, What will then become of thee ; n>f 4 But to those who have confessed, Loved and served the Lord below ! He will say, "Come near, ye blessed, See the Kingdom I bestow : You forever Shall my love and glory know." 627 C. M. Dundee. Spencer. Tlie Judgment anticipated. 1 WHEN, rising from the bed of death, Overwhelmed with guilt and fear, I see rny Maker face to face- On, how shall I appear ! 2 If now, while pardon may be found, And mercy may be sought, My heart with inward horror shrinks, And trembles at the thought ; — 3 When thou, O Lord! shalt stand disclosed In majesty severe, And sit in judgment on my soul, Oh, how shall I appear ! 4 Then see my sorrows, gracious Lord ; Let mercy set me free ; While in the confidence of prayer My heart takes hold of thee. »f 5 For never shall my soul despair Thy mercy to procure ; Since thy beloved Son has died To make that mercy sure ! 628 C. r. If. Aithlone. 1 WHEN thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come To fetch thy ransomed peonle home, Shall I among them stand ? Sha 1 such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at thy right hand ? HYMNS. 523 2 I love to meet thy people now, Before thy feet with them to bow, Though vilest of them all; But — can 1 hear the piercing thought? — What if my name should he left out, When thou for them shalt call? 3 O Lord, prevent it by thy grace — Be thou my only hiding-place, In this th' accepted day ; Thy pardoning voice, oh* let me hear, To still my unbelieving fear, Nor let me fall, I pray. 4 Among thy saints let me be found, Whene'er th' archangel's trump shall sound, To see thy smiling face ; t Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing, "While heaven's resounding mansions ring With shouts of sovereign grace. 0^29 L. ML Middlebury. Sparta. 1 THAT day of wrath ! that dreadful day, When heaven and earth shall pass away ! What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day, — 2 When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; And louder yet — and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ? Aff 3 Oh ! on that day— that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou, O Christ! the sinner's stay, Len Though heaven and earth shall pass away. pOU SL M. Mornington. Dartmouth. 1 AND will the Judge descend? And must the dead arise ? And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes ? 2 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven* before his face, ,> Astonished, shrink away ? «— 3 But ere the trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead; 524 HYMNS. ' '< Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread! Aff 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace, Whose wrath ye cannot hear; Flee to the shelter of his cross, And find salvation there. 631 8s, 73 &, 4. Tair. worth. Suffolk. The Judgment welcomed by the Righteous. 1 LO ! he cometh — countless trumpets Wake to life the slumbering dead ; '.Midst ten thousand saints and angels See their srreat, exalted Head : Hallelujah! Welcome, welcome, Son of God. 2 Full of joyful expectation, Saints behold the Judge appear! Truth and justice go before him — Now the joyful sentence hear: Hallelujah! Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 3 "Come, ye blessed of my Father, Enter into life and joy ; Banish all your fears and sorrows ; Endless praise be your employ." Hallelujah" ! Welcome, welcome to the skies ! C. M. St. Austin's. Wachiwett UOj£ Banishment from God intolerable. Aff 1 THAT awful day will surely come, Th' appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Thou lovely Chief of all my joys — Thou Sovereign of my heart — How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the word— " Depart." 3 Oh! wretched state of deep despair, To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station where I must not taste his love. 4 Oh ! tell me that my worthless name Is graven on thy hands ; HYMNS. 525 Show me some promise in thy book, Where my salvation stands. S. M. Bethany. Pentonville. Reward and Punishment, OH where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul ? 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound — Or pierce to either pole ! 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Bevond this vale of tears, There is a life above ; Unmeasured by the flight of years, And all that life is love. 4 There is a death, whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath : Oh what eternal horrors hang Around ' the second death !" 5 Thou God of truth and grace ! Teach us that death to shun ; Lest we be banished from thy face, Forevermore undone. L. M. Med way. Middlebury. Eternity anticipated. ETERNITY is just at hand, And shall I waste my ebbing sand ? And careless view departing day, And throw my inch of time away ? 2 Eternity ! — tremendous sound ! — To guilty souls a dreadful wound ! But oh! if Christ and heaven be mine, How sweet the accents! — how divine ! 3 Be this my chief, my only care — My high pursuit — my ardent prayer — An interest in the Saviour's blood, I\I y pardon sealed, and peace with God. 4 But should my brightest hopes be vain : The rising doubts how sharp their pain ! My fears, O gracious God, remove, Confirm my title to the love. 526 HYMNS. 5 Search, Lord — oh search my inmost heart, And light, and hope, and joy impart ; From guilt and error set me free, And guide me safe to heaven and thee. C. M. Patinos. Judea. UOO Holiness of Heaven. 1 NOR eye hath seen— nor ear hath heard, Nor sense, nor reason known What joys the Father has prepared For those that love his Son. 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord Reveals a heaven to come ; The beams of glory in his word Allure and guide us home. P 3 Pure are the joys above the sky, And all the region peace ; — — No wanton lips, nor envious eye Can see or taste the bliss. 4 Those holy gates forever bar Pollution, sin, and shame ; None shall obtain admittance there, But followers of the Lamb. C. M. Jordan. Arundel U'jD Treasure in Heaven. 1 YES, there are joys that cannot die, With God laid up in store ! Treasures, beyond the changing sky, More bright' than golden ore. 2 To that bright world my soul aspires, With rapturous delight : Oh for the Spirit's quickening powers, To speed me in my flight. C. Bf. Walney. Spencer. UOi Glories of Heaven. 1 FAR from these narrow scenes of night, Unbounded glories rise, And realms of joy and pure delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. 2 Fair distant land ! — could mortal eyes But half its charms explore, How would our spirits long to rise, And dwell on earth no more ! HYMNS. 527 3 No cloud those blissful regions know — Realms ever bright and lair ! For sin, the source of mortal wo, Can never enter there. 4 Oh may the heavenly prospect fire Our hearts with ardent love ! Till wings of faith, and strong desire, Bear every thought above. 5 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, For thy bright courts on high ; Then bid our spirits rise, and join The chorus of the sky. 638 C. M. Spencer. Barby. The Heavenly Rest. 1 LORD, I believe a rest remains To all thy people known ; A rest, where pure enjoyment reigns, Where thou art loved alone. 2 Eternal Spirit, make me know That I shall enter in ; Blest Saviour, now thy power bestow, And wash me from my sin. 3 Oh take this hardness from my heart, This unbelief remove ; To me the rest of faith impart, The Sabbath of thy love. 4 Come, my Redeemer, come away, Into my soul descend ; No longer from thy creature stay, My Author and my end. OuJ -- fc 6s. Lanesboro'. Conway. > 1 THERE is an hour of peaceful rest, — To mourning wanderers given: > There is a tear for souls distressed, p A balm for every wounded breast — •o 'Tis found alone — in heaven. > 2 There is a home for weary souls, — By sins and sorrows driven ; > When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, mf Where storms arise — and ocean rolls, p And all is drear — but heaven, mf t »3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, — The heart with anguish riven ; 528 HYMNS. It views the tempest passing by, Sees evening shadows quickly fly, > And all serene — in heaven. ™f 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom. And joys supreme arc given ; There rays divine disperse the gloom ; P Beyond the dark and narrow tomb o Appears the dawn — of heaven. g* Ag± C. M. Corinth. Arlington. O^IU The Heavenly Jerusalem. » I 1 JERUSALEM ! my glorious home ! Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labors have an end, In joy, and peace, in thee ? 2 Oh, when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne'er break up, And Sabbaths have no end ? 3 There happier bowers, than Eden's, bloom, No sin nor sorrow know : Blest seats! thro' rude and stormy scenes, 1 onward press to you. 4 Why should I shrink at pain and wo ? Or feel at death dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. 5 Jerusalem ! my glorious home ! My soul still pants for thee ; Then shall my labors have an end, When I thy joys shall see. 7s. Lincoln. Pleyel's Hymn. 641 The Saints in Glory. 1 HIGH in yonder realms of light, Dwell the raptured saints above, Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love ! P 2 Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Once they knew, like us below, Gloomy doubts — distressing fears — Torturing pain — and heavy wo. — 3 Happy spirits! ye are fled, Where no grief can entrance find, HYMNS. 529 p Lulled to rest the aching head, Soothed the anguish of the mind! — 4 '-Mid the chords of the skies, '.Mill tii' angelic lyres above, p?' Hark — their songs melodious rise, f Songs of praise to Jesus' love! O i - CM. Judea. St. Martin's. 1 HOW haj>py are the souls above, Prom sin and sorrow free ! With Jesus l hey are now at rest, And all his glory see ! •j •• Worthy the Lamb," aloud they cry, " That brought us near to God :" In ceaseless hymns of praise they shout The virtue of his blood, mp 3 Sweet gratitude inspires their songs, Ambitious to proclaim, Before the Father's awful throne, The honors of the Lamb. — 4 With wondering joy they recollect Their fears and dangers past ; And bless the wisdom, power, and love, Which brought them safe at last. Aff 5 Lord, let the merit of thy death To me be likewise given ; And I. with them, will shout thy praise Through all the courts of heaven. O4o C. M. Walney. Spencer. 1 HOW far beyond our mortal sight The Lord of glory dwells ! A vail of interposing night His radiant face conceals. * 2 Oh could my longing spirit rise On strong, immortal wing, And reach thy palace in the skies, My Saviour and my King ! — 3 There thousands worship at thy feet, And there — divine employ! — Thy love triumphant they repeat In songs of endless joy. 4 Thy presence beams eternal dav, O'er all the blissful place 45 5o0 HYMNS. W: lay, 614 ft. Litchfidi 1 "T Caine ! i their wh _ a I - ' :iieir raiment white 1 I !ie : Their sacred songs A 3 reside, - _ rmee Sees their e uls, i tree Shall - - s. ITS OCCASIONS. 645 P'.r ■::-..'. -.:'/: ■ .V . . S .-. i DE :enmle in . _. 1. .. all, _. Jesus' k them alL HYMNS. 531 3 Let that love vail our transgression ; Let that blood our guilt efface : Save thy people from oppression, Save from spoil thy holy place. 4 Lo ! with deep contrition turning, Humbly at thy feet we bend ; Hear us, tasting, praying, mourning, Hear us, spare us, and defend. C. M. Spencer. Burford. Ot:D Judgments for National Sins deprecated. 1 ALMIGHTY Lord ! before thy throne ^ Thy mourning people bend f 'Tis on thy pardoning grace alone Our dying hopes depend. 2 Dark judgments, from thy heavy hand, Thy dreadful power displav ; Yet mercy spares our guilty land, And still we live to pray. 3 How changed, alas ! are truths divine, For error, guilt, and shame ! What impious numbers, bold in sin, Disgrace the Christian name ! 4 Oh turn us — turn us, mighty Lord, Convert us by thy grace ; Then shall our hearts obey thy word, And see again thy face. 5 Then, should oppressing foes invade, We will not sink in fear ; iaf Secure of all-sufficient aid, When thou, O God, art near. _ Amf L. M. Hingham. Waterville. v)t # Providential Goodness of God. 1 ETERNAL Source of every joy! Well may thy praise our lips employ, While in thy presence we appear, V* nose goodness crowns the circling year. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole : The sun is taught by thee to rise, And darkness when to vail the skies. 3 Seasons and months, and weeks and days, Demand successive songs of praise ; 532 HYMNS. Still be the grateful homage paid With morning Light, and evening shade. 4 Lord, in thy house let incense rise, And circling Sabbaths bless our eyes, Till to those lofty heights we soar, Where days and years revolve no more. 648 C. M. Litchfield. Patmoa. 1 FOUNTAIN of mercy, God of love, How rich thy bounties are ! The rolling seasons, as they move, Proclaim thy constant care. 2 The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was thine; The plants in beauty grew ; Thou gav'st the summer's suns to shine, The mild, refreshing dew. 3 These various mercies from above Matured the swelling grain ; A kindly harvest crowns thy love, And plenty fills the plain. 4 We own and bless thy gracious sway ; Thy hand all nature hails ; Seed time nor harvest — night nor day, Summer nor winter fails. 649 L. M. Brewer. Waterville 1 JOIN, every tongue, to praise the Lord, All nature rests upon his word: Mercy and truth his courts maintain, And own his universal reign. 2 At his command the morning ray Smiles in the east — and leads the day; He guides the sun's declining wheels Beneath the verge of western hills. 3 Seasons and times obey his voice ; The evening and the morn rejoice To sec the earth made soft with showers, Laden with fruit, and dressed in flowers. 4 Thy works pronounce thy power divine ; In all the earth thy glories shine; Through every month thy gifts appear ; Great God ! thy goodness crowns the year. HYMNS. 533 ODU L. M. Brewer. Waterrillo 1 GREAT God ! let all my tuneful powers Awake, aiul sing thy mighty name : Thy hand revolves my circling hours — Thy hand, from whence m\ being came. 2 Seasons and moons, still rolling round In beauteous order, speak thy praise ; And years, with smiling mercy crowned, To* thee successive honors raise. 3 31 y life, my health, my friends, I owe, All to thy vast, unbounded love ; Ten thousand precious gifts below. And hope of nobler joys above. 4 Thus will I sing till nature cease, Till sense and language are no more ; And after death thy boundless grace, Through everlasting years adore. hoi L. Iff. Brewer. AJfreton. 1 GREAT Source of life, our souls confess The various riches of thy grace ; Crowned with thy mercies, we rejoice, And in thy praise exalt our voice. p 2 Thy tender hand restores our breath, When trembling on the verge of death ; It gently wipes away our tears, And lengthens life to future years. - 3 These lives are sacred to the Lord, By thee upheld — by thee restored: And while our hours renew their race We still would walk before thy face. 4 So, when our souls by thee are led Tii rough unknown regions of the dead, f With joy triumphant they shall move To seats of nobler life above. C. M. Litchfield. Warwick. Blessings of Providence and Grace. 1 ALMIGHTY Father! gracious Lord ! Kind Guardian of my days! Thv mercies let my heart record, Tn songs of grateful praise. 2 Li life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thine indulgent care, 45* 652 _L 534 HYMNS. Long ere 1 could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the youthful prayer. 3 Each rolling year new favors brought From thine exhai'Stless store; But oh ! in vain my laboring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 4 While sweet reflection through my days Thy bounteous hand would trace, Still dearer blessings claim my praise — The blessings of thy grace. 5 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord! For favors more divine — That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 6 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And every weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. 653 L. M. Old Hundred God acknowledged in National Blessings. 1 GREAT God of nations, now to thee Our hymn of gratitude we raise — With humble heart, and bending knee, We offer thee our song of praise. 2 Thy name we bless, Almighty God, For all the kindness thou hast shown To this fair land the pilgrims trod, This land we fondly call our own. 3 Here Freedom spreads her banner wide, And casts her soft and hallowed ray, — Here thou our fathers1 stens didst guide In safety through their dangerous way. 4 We praise thee, that the gospel's light Through all our land its radiance sheds; Dispels the shades of error's night, And heavenly blessings round us spreads. 5 Great God ! preserve us in thy fear; In dangers still our guardian be; Oh spread thy truth's bright precepts here, Let all the people worship thee. HYMNS. 535 654 L. M. Old Hundred. All Saints. 1 GREAT God! beneath whose piercing eye The earth's extended kingdoms lie ; Whose favoring smile upholds them all, Whose anger smites them, and they fall; — P 2 We bow before thy heavenly throne ; — Thy power we see — thy greatness own ; > Yet, cherished by thy milder voice, — Our bosoms tremble and rejoice. 3 Thy kindness to our fathers shown Their children's children long shall own; To thee, with grateful hearts, shall raise The tribute of exulting praise. 4 Led on by thine unerring aid, Secure the paths of life we tread; And, freely as the vital air, Thy first and noblest bounties share. 5 Great God, our guardian, guide, and friend ! Oh still thy sheltering arm extend ; Preserved by thee for ages past, For ages let thy kindness last ! ^ L. P. M. St. Helen's. UoD National Praise and Praijer. 1 WITH grateful hearts, with joyful tongues, To God we raise united songs ; His power and mercy we proclaim : Through every age, oh may we own Jehovah here has fixed his throne, And triumph in his mighty name. 2 Long as the moon her course shall run, Or men behold the circling sun, Lord, in our land support thy reign! Crown her just counsels with success, With truth and peace her borders bless, And all thy sacred rights maintain. 656 l L. M. Old Hundred. Prayer for National Gratitude and Holiness. 1 LORD ! let thy goodness lead our land, Still saved by thine almighty hand, The tribute of its love to bring To thee, our Saviour, and our King. 53G HYMNS. 2 Let every public temple raise Triumphant songs or holy praise ; Let every peaceful private home A temple, Lord, to thee become. 3 Still be it our supreme delight To walk as in thy glorious sidit ; Still in thy precepts and thy tear, Till life's last hour, to persevere. 657 L. If. Danvers. All Sainta Praise for sparing Mercy. 1 GOD of my life, to thee belong The grateful heart, the joyful song; Touened by thy love, each tuneful chord Resounds the goodness of the Lord. 2 Thou hast preserved my fleeting breath, And chased the gloomy shades of death ; The venomed arrows vainly fly, While God, our great deliverer's nigh. mP 3 Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care ? Why does thy hand so kindly rear A useless cumberer of the ground, On which so little fruit is found ? 4 Still let the barren fiir-tree stand, Upheld and fostered uy thy hand: <. And let its fruit and verdure be mf A grateful tribute, Lord, to thee. 5 So shall thy praise employ my breath Through life — and in the arms of death, f My soul, the pleasant theme prolong; Then rise to aid th' angelic song. C. M. Stamford. York. OOO In Behalf of charitable Objects generally. 1 HIGH on a throne of light, O Lord! Dost thou exalted shine ! What can our poverty bestow, Since all the world is thine ? 2 But thou hast brethren here below, The children of thy grace, Whose humble names thou wilt confess Before thy Father's face. 3 In them mayest thou be clothed, and fed, And visited, and cheered; ■ HYMNS. 537 And, in their accents of distress — Our Saviour's voice be beard. 4 Whate'er our willing bands can give, Lord, at thy feet we lay ; Grace will the bumble gift receive, And grace at length repay. DO 9 S. M. St. Thomas. Hudson. 1 THY bounties, gracious Lord, With gratitude we own : We praise thy providential care, That showers its blessings down. 2 With joy thy people brin^ Their offerings round thy throne ; With thankful souls, behold, we pay A tribute of thine own. 3 Oh may this sacrifice To tnee, the Lord, ascend, An odor oi'a sweet perfume, Presented by his hand. 4 Well pleased our God shall view The products of his grace : With endless life shall he fulfil His kindest promises. C. M. Litchfield. St. Martin'*. 660 In Behalf of the Poor, 1 BRIGHT Source of everlasting love, To thee our souls we raise ; And to thy sovereign bounty rear A monument of praise. 2 Thv mercy gilds the paths of life With every cheering ray, And still restrains the rising tear, Or wipes that tear away. p 3 When, sunk in guilt, our souls approached The borders of despair, — Thy grace, through Jesus' blood, procJaimed A free salvation near. 4 What shall we render, bounteous Lord ! For all the grace we see ? mp Alas ! the goodness we can yield > Extendeth not to thee. 538 p 5 To 1 ain, mf And, with tlr* gift tii} band bestows, Relit f G Tbe widow's heart shall sing lor joy, The orphan shall be glad : The hung* with joy we'll point To Christ, the living bread. Dul Litchfield. Ea*tport. 1 FATHER of mere thy grace, All-powerful, from aboi To form in our obedient souls The image of thy hue 2 Oh ! may our sympathizing breasts That generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, > And weep for others' wo. 3 When poor and helpless sons of grief In deep distress are laid, Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, »f And swift our hands to aid. 4 So Jesus looked on dying man, When throned above the skies, And in the Father's bosom blest, He felt compassion rise. 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground, For us he shed his precious blood, A balm for every wound. OOZ C. M. Spencer. Corinth. 1 BLEST is the man whose softening heart Feels all another's pain ; To whom the supplicating eye Is never raised in vain ; — 2 Whose breast expands with generous warmth, A brother's woes to feel, And bleeds in pity o'er the wound He wants the power to heal 3 lit1 spreads his kind, supporting arms To every child of grief: His secret bounty largely flows, And brings unasked relief. HYMNS. 539 4 To gentle offices of love Efis i i I are never slow: lli> views, through mercy's melting eye, A brother in a foe. 5 Himself, through Christ, hath mercy found, mercy from above ; That mercy moves him to fulfil The perfect law of love. H. M. Acton. UO'J For Sabbath Schools. 1 COME, let our voices join In joyful songs of praise ; To Gfoc5, the God of love, Our thankful hearts we'll raise. To God alone all praise belongs- Our earliest and our latest songs. 2 Xow we arc taught to read The book of lite divine, Where our Redeemer's love And brightest glories shine : To God alone all praise is due, AV no sends his word to us and you, 3 Within these hallowed walls Our wandering feet are brought, Where prayer and praise ascend, And heavenly truths are taught: To God alone your offerings bring : Let young and old his praises sing. 4 Lord, let this work of love Be crowned with full success ! Let thousands, yet unborn, Thy sacred name here bless ! To thee, O Lord, all praise to thee We'll raise throughout eternity. 664 C. P. M. Columbia. 1 GREAT God ! our voice to thee we raise ; Tune thou our lips and hearts with praise, Thy goodness to adore: Our life, our health, and every friend, From thee arise — on thee depend, Kind Father ol the poor! 2 Stretch o'er our heads thy guardian wings, Secure tiie weak, O King of kings ! Our shield and refuge be : 540 HYMNS. Thy Spirit, Lord, conduct our youth, Through Christ, the life, the way, the truth, That Ave may come to th< 3 While friends their generous aid afford, Accept the kind intention, Lord, And crown it with thy love; f Then joy shall tune our humble songs, Till we shall join immortal tongues in nobler praise above. 665 L. M. Denton. Dresden. ]u Behalf of Widows and Orphans. 1 THOU God of hope! to thee we how ; Thou art our refuge in distress ; The husband of the widow thou, The father of the father! 2 The poor are thy peculiar care, To them thy promises are sure: Thy gifts the poor in spirit share ; Oh may we always thus be poor 3 May we thy law of love fulfil, 'To bear each other's burdens here , Suffer and do thy righteous will. And walk in all thy faith and fear 4 Thou God of hope ! to thee we bow, Thou art our refuge in distress ; The husband of the widow thou, The father of the fatherless ! ODD C. II. St. Austin's. Dundee. 1 OH gracious Lord, whose mercies rise Above our utmost need! Incline thine ear unto our cry, And hear the orphan plead. 2 Bereft of all a mother's love, And all a father's care. Lord, whither shall we flee for help? To whom direct our prayer ? — 3 To thee we flee — to thee we pray — Thou shalt our Father be : More than the fondest parent's care We find, O Lord, in thee ! 4 Already thou hast heard our cry, And wiped away our tears : 667 HYMNS. 541 Tliv mercy has a refuge found guard our helpless years. Oh let thy love descend on those Who pity to us show : Nor let their children ever taste The orphan's cup of wo. L. M. Old Hundred. On Opening a Place of Worship. 1 HERE, in thy name, eternal God, We build this earthly house for thee ; Oh choose it for thy fixed abode, And guard it long from error free. 2 Here, when thy people seek thy face, And dying sinners pray to live, Hear, thou, in heaven, thy dwelling-place, And when thou nearest, Lord, forgive. 3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of thy Son, Still by the power of his great name Be mighty signs and wonders done. 4 When children's voices raise the song, Hosanna ! to their heavenly King, Let heaven with earth the strain prolong, Hosanna! let the angels sing. 5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient iruest? Here will our great Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest ? 6 Thy glory never hence depart ! Vefchoose not, Lord, this house alone ; Thy kingdom come to every heart, In every bosom fix thy throne. 668 7s. Pleyel's Hymn. Rotterdam. 1 LORD of Hosts, to thee we raise Here a house of prayer and praise ; Thou thy people's hearts prepare Here to meet for praise and prayer. 2 Let the living here be fed With thy word, the heavenly bread ; Here, in hope of glory blest, May the dead be laid to rest. 46 5P2 HYMNS. 3 Here to thee a temple stand, While the sea shall gird the land; Here reveal thy mercy sure, While the sun and moon endure. 4 Hallelujah! — earth and sky, To the joyful sound reply : Hallelujah! — hence ascend Prayer and praise till time shall end. C6 J L. If. Old Hundred 1 AND will the great eternal God On earth establish his abode? And will he, from his heavenly throne, Avow our temples for his own ? 2 We bring the tribute of our praise, And sing that condescending grace, Which to our notes will lent! an ear, And call us, sinful mortals, near. 3 These walls we to thy honor raise; Long may they echo with thy praise ; And thou, descending, rill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. 4 Here let the great Redeemer reign, With all the graces of his train; While power divine his word attends, To conquer foes and cheer his friends. 5 And in the great decisive day, When God the nations shall* survey, May it before the world appear, That crowds were born to glory here. UfU II. M. Bethesda. St. Philip's. 1 GREAT King of glory, come, And with thy favor crown This temple as thy home, This people as thine own : Beneath this roof, oh ! deign to show How God can dwell with men below. 2 Here may thine ears attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend, Like incense, to the skies: Here may thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around. HYMNS. 543 3 Here may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise, Ami shine like polished ston Through long succeeding days : Here, Lord, display thy saving power, While temples stand, and men adore. 4 Here may the listening throng Imbibe thy truth and love ; Here Christians join the song Of seraphim above: Till all who humbly seek thy face, Rejoice in thy abounding grace. D / 1 H. M. Bethesda. St. Philip's. 1 GREAT Father of mankind, We bless that wondrous grace, Which could for gentiles rind Within thy courts a place. How kind the care For us to raise Our God displays, A house of prayer ! 2 Though once estranged afar, We now approach the throne ; For Jesus brings us near, And makes our cause his own: Strangers no more, And find our home, To thee we come, And rest secure. 3 May all the nations throng To worship in thy house ; And thou attend their song, And smile upon their vows ; Indulgent still, To join the choir Till earth conspire On Zion's hill. 0/2 CM. Stamford. St. Martin's. 1 GREAT Sovereign of the earth and sky, And Lord of all below : Before thy glorious Majesty, Ten thousand seraphs bow. 2 Yet thou art not confined above : Thy presence knows no bound ; Where er thy praying people meet, There thou art always found. 3 Behold, a temple raised for thee; Oh meet thy people here: Here, O thou King of saints, reside, And in thy church appear. i 544 HYMNS. 4 Within these walls, lot holy peace, And love and concord dwell ; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 5 Here may salvation he proclaimed, By thy most precious hlood ; Let sinners know the joyful sound, And own their Saviour, God. G Here may a numerous crowd arise, To how before thy throne; Here may their songs salute the skies, To ages yet unborn. C. If. Eastport. Spencer. 0 # O Those blessed who die in the Lord. 1 HEAR what the voice from heaven nroclaims For all the pious dead ! Sweet is the savor of their names, p And soft their sleeping bed. — 2 They die in Jesus, and are blest ; How kind their slumbers are ! From suffering and from sin released, mf They're freed from every snare. — 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord ; The labors of their mortal life mf End in a large reward. C. M. Eastport. Spencer. D / t: Death and Burial of Christians. 1 WHY do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death's alarms ? 'Tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms. 2 Are we not tending upward too, To heaven's desired abode ? — Whv should we wish the hours more slow, Which keep us from our God ? 3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb ? 'Twas there the Saviour's body lay, And left a long perfume. 4 The graves of all his saints he blest, And softened every bed : HYMNS. 545 Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head ? 5 Thence he arose, ascending high. And showed our feet the w Up to the Lord his saints shall fly At the great rising day. mf ' 'G Then let the last loud trumpet sound, And bid our kindred ria Awake, ye nations under ground! Ye saints ! ascend the ski 6/ O L. M. ray, Munich. 1 UNVAIL thy bosom, faithful tomb ; Take this Dew treasure to thy trust, And give these sacred relics room, To' slumber in the silent dust. 2 Xor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy s — no mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here. While angels watch the soft repose. 3 So Jesus slept — God's dying Son Passed thro' the grave, and blest the bed. Rest hen Lit, till from his throne The morning 1 r pierce the shade. f 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ! Attend. O earth ! hi ;\\ word ; Restore thy trust — a glorious f rm Shall then arise to meet the Lord. O / O Ss & 7s. Sicilian Hymn. 1 CEASE, ye mourners, cease to languish O'er the grave of those you love ; Pain, and death, and night, and anguish, Enter not the world above. 2 While our silent steps are straying, Lonely, through night's deepening shade, Glory's brightest beams are playing Round tli1 immortal spirit's head. 3 Light and peace at once deriving From the hand of God most high, In his glorious presence living, They shall never — never die ! 4 Endless pleasure, pain excluding, Sickness there no more can come : 46* 54u HYMNS. There, no fear of wo intruding, Sheds o'er heaven a moment's gloom. 5 Now, ye mourners, cease to languish O'er the graves of those ye love : Far removed from pain and anguish, They are chanting hymns above. nm,m c- M- Dundee. Collingham. U / / Death of a Minister. 1 NOW let our mourning hearts revive, And all our tears he dry : Why should those eyes he drowned in grief, That viewr a Saviour nigh ? 2 What though the arm of conquering death Does God's own house invade ? What though t lie prophet and the priest Are numbered with the dead? 3 Though earthly shepherds dwell in dust- The aged and the young — The wratchful eye in darkness closed, And mute th' instructive tongue ; — 4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, New comfort to impart ; His eve still guides us — and his voice Still animates our heart. 5 k< Lo ! I am with you," saith the Lord, " Your safeguard, and your guide ; Your Saviour still — and happy they Who in my love confide !" 6 Through every scene of life and death, This promise is our trust; And this shall be our children's song, Le* When we are cold in dust. ^ CM. Eastport. Burford. D / O Meditation on the Tomb. 1 HARK ! from the tombs a doleful sound ; My ears, attend the cry — " Ye living men, come view the ground Where you must shortly lie. 2 Princes, this clay must be your bed, In spite* of all your towers ; The tall, the wise, the reverend head, Must lie as low as ours !" HYMNS. 547 3 Great God ! is this our certain doom? And are we still secure ? Still walking downwards to the tomb, And yet prepare no more ! 4 Grant us the power of quickening grace, To fit our souls to fly : Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We'll rise above the sky/ C. M. St. Austin's. Bangor. O / %) A Warning /ram the Grave. 1 BENEATH our feet and o'er our head Is equal warning given : Beneath us lie the" countless dead, Above us is the heaven ! 2 Death rides on every passing breeze, And lurks in every flower ; Each season has its* own disease, Its peril every hour. 3 Turn, mortal, turn ! — thy danger know : Where'er thy foot can treacT The earth rings hollow from below, > And warns thee of her dead ! — 4 Turn, Christian, turn ! — thy soul apply To truths which hourly tell, That they who underneath thee Jie Shall live for heaven — or hell ! rori C. If. Spencer. St. Austin's. OoU Tlie House appointed for all Living. p 1 IIOW still and peaceful is the grave, Where, life's vain tumults past, Th' appointed house, by heaven's decree, Receives us all at last ! 2 The wicked there from troubling cease — Their passions rage no more; And there the weary pilgrim rests From all the toils he bore. 3 All, levelled by the hand of death, Lie sleeping in the tomb, ^ Till God in judgment call them forth, > To meet their final doom. 548 HYMNS. S. M. Bethany. OOl 7: | i i Flight of Time. 1 MY few revolving years, How swift they glide away ! How short the terra of life appears, When past — 'tis but a day ! — 2 A dark and cloudy day, Made up of grief ana Bin ; A host of dangerous lues without, And guilt ami fear within. 3 Lord, through another year, If thou permit my stay, With watchful care may I pursue The true and living way ! 682 C. M. Ft. Man's. Spencer. 1 BEHOLD, my soul, the narrow bound That marks the pass How swift the wee ir round! How short the months appear ! 2 So fast eternity comes And thatimportant day, When all that mortal life has done, God's judgment shall survey. 3 Yet, like an idle tale we p. The swiftly eliding year, And study artful ways t1 increase The speed of its career. US 4 Awake, O God! each trifling heart Its great concern to see, That all may act the Christian part, And give the year to thee. 5 So shall their course more grateful roll, If future years arise : Or this shall hear the willing soul To joy which never dies. C. M. Stamford. York. Dud Praise for Providential Goodness. 1 GOD of our lives, thy various praise Our voices shall resound: Thv hand directs our fleeting days, And brings the seasons round. HYMNS. 549 2 To thee shall grateful songs arise, Our Father and our Friend ; Whose constant mercies from the skies, In genial streams descend. 3 In every scene of life, thy care, In every age, we see : " And, constant as thy favors are, So let our praises he. 4 Still may thy love, in every scene, To every age, appear ; And let the same compassion deign To bless the opening year. 5 If mercy smile, let mercy bring Our wandering souls to God : In our affliction we shall sing, If thou wilt bless the rod. Uo4 L. M. Hague. Hebron. 1 GREAT God, we sing thy mighty hand ; Bv that supported still we stand : Trie opening year thy mercy shows ; Let mercy crown it till it close. 2 By day, by night — at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God ; By his incessant bounty fed — By his unerring counsels led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; The future— all to us unknown — We to thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or depressed, Be thou our joy — and thou our rest ; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Adored through all our changing days. 5 When death shall close our earthly songs, And seal in silence mortal tongues, Our helper, God, in whom we trust, In brighter worlds our souls shall boast. Oo5 L. M. Rotterdam. Old Hundred. 1 ETERNAL God ! I bless thy name, The same thy power — thy grace the same ; The tokens of thy friendly care Begin, and close,* and crown the year. 550 HYMNS. 2 Supported by thy guardian hand, Amid ten thousand deaths I stand. And see, when I survey thy ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise. 3 Thus far thine arm has led me on — Thus far I make thy mercy known ; And, while 1 tread this desert land, New mercies shall new songs demand. «nf 4 My grateful voice on Jordan's shore, Shall raise one sacred pillar more ; Then bear, in thy bright courts above, Inscriptions of immortal love. CM. Baity. St. Austin's OOl) Reflections at the End of the Year, 1 AND now, my soul, another year Of thy short life is past; I cannot long continue here, And this may be my last. 2 Much of my dubious life is gone, Nor will return again ; And swift my passing moments run, The few that yet remain. 3 Awake, my soul — with utmost care Thy true condition learn : What are thy hopes ? — how sure ? how fair ? What is thy great concern ? 4 Behold, another year begins ! Set out afresh for heaven ; Seek pardon for thy former sins, In Christ so freely given. 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, And on his grace depend ; With zeal pursue the heavenly road, Nor doubt a happy end. 7s. Benevento. Pleyel's Hymn. 1 WHILE wi.th ceaseless course the sun Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here : Fixed in an eternal state, They have done with all below; We a little longer wait ; But how littie — none can know. 687 HYMNS. 551 2 Spared to see another year, Let thy blessing meet us here ; Come, thy dying work revive, j>id thy drooping garden thrive ; Sun of righteousness, arise ! Warm our hearts, and bless our eyes: Let our prayer thy pity move ; Make this year a time of love. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us, henceforth, how to live With eternity in view; Bless thy word to old and young, Fill as with a Saviour's love ; When our life's short race is run, May we dwell with thee above. CM. Stamford. St. Martin's. UuO Salvation approaching. 1 AWAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes. And lift your voices high ! Awake, and praise that sovereign love That shows salvation nigh. 2 Swift on the wings of time it flies ; Each moment brings it near : Then gladly view each closing day, And each revolving year 1 3 Not many years their round shall run, Not many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes. 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course ; Ye mortal powers, decay ; Fast as ye bring the night'of death, Ye bring eternal day. 7s. Lincoln. Adullum. UOc7 Providence of God in the Seasons. 1 PRAISE to God!— immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days : Bounteous Source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ. 2 All that spring, with bounteous hand, Scatters o'er the smiling land ; All that liberal autumn pours From her rich, o'errlowing stores, — 552 HYMNS. 3 These, to that dear Source we owe Whence our sweetest comforts flow; These, through all my happy days, Claim my cheerful songs of praise. 4 Lord, to thee my soul should raise Grateful, never-ending praise ; And, when every blessing's flown, Love thee for thyself alone. 690 M II. M. Newbury. Harwich 1 HOW pleasing is the voice Of God, our'heavenly King, Who bids the frosts retire, And wakes the lovely soring ! Bright suns arise, I And neauty glows, The mild wind blows, | Thro'earth and skies. 2 The morn, with glory crowned, His hand arrays in smiles : He bids the eve decline, Rejoicing o'er the hills: Theevening breeze I His beauty blooms His breath perfumes ; | In flowers and trees. 3 With life he clothes the spring, The earth with summer warms: He spreads th' autumnal feast, < And rides on wintry storms : — His gifts divine I And round the year Through all appear; | His glories shine. bJl L. If. Lowell. Springfield 1 THE flowery spring, at God's command, Perfumes the air, and paints the land: The summer rays with vigor shine, To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 2 His hand in autumn richly pours, Through all her coasts, redundant stores; And winters, softened by his care, No more the face of horror wear. 3 The changing seasons, months, and days Demand successive songs of praise ; And be the cheerful homage paid, With morning light, and evening shade. 4 And oh, may each harmonious tongue In worlds unknown the praise prolong, HYMNS. 553 And in those brighter courts adore, Where days and years revolve no more. C. 11 Corinth. Warwick. 692 Spring. 1 WHEN verdure clothes the fertile vale, And blossoms deck the spray ; And fragrance breathes in every gale, How sweet the vernal day ! p'l 2 Hark ! how the feathered warblers sing! — 'Tis nature's cheerful voice ; p< Soft music hails the lovely spring, f And woods and fields rejoice. Aff 3 O God of nature, and of grace, Thy heavenly gifts impart ; Then shall my meditation trace Spring, blooming in my heart. ' 4 Inspired to praise, I then shall join Glad nature's cheerful song ; And love, and gratitude divine Attune my joyful tongue. S. If. Pentonville. 1 GREAT God. at thy command Seasons in order rise : Thy power and love in concert reign Through earth, and seas, and skies. 2 How balmy is the air ! How warm the sun's bright beams ! • While, to refresh the ground, the rains Descend in gentle streams. 3 With grateful praise we own Thy providential .hand, While grass, and herbs, and waving corn, Adorn and bless the land. 4 But greater still the gift Of thine incarnate Son ; By him forgiveness, peace, and joy, Through endless ages run. 8s. Soring. 1 THE winter is over and gone, The thrush whistles sweet on the spray, The turtle breathes forth her soft moan, The lark mounts and warbles away. 47 693 694 551 HYMNS. 2 Shall every creature around Their voices in concert unite, And 1, the most favored, be found, Jn praising, to take less delight? 3 Awake, then, my harp, and my lute! Sweet organs, your notes softly swell! No longer my lips shall he mute, The Saviour's high praises to tell! 4 His love in my heart shed abroad, My graces shall bloom as the spring; This temple, his Spirit's abode, My joy, as my duty, to sing. 6 JO 7s. Edy field 1 PLEASING spring again is here ! Trees and fields in bloom appear! p' t Hark! the birds, with artless lays, — Warble their Creator's praise ! Aff 2 Lord, afford a spring to me ! Let me feel like what I see : Ah ! my winter has been long, Chilled my hopes, suppressed my song. 3 How the soul in winter mourns, Till the Lord, the Sun, returns! Till the Spirit's gentle rain Bids the heart revive again! 4 O beloved Saviour, haste, Tell me all the storms are past : Speak, and by thy gracious voice Make my drooping soul rejoice. C. M. Trinceton. Weston. 696 Harvest. 1 TO praise the bounteous Lord of all, Wake all our thankful powers ; He calls, and at his call come forth The smiling harvest hours. 2 His covenant with the earth he keeps, His goodness we will sing ; Summer and winter know therr time, And harvest crowns the spring. 3 Teach us, O gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness; Shine on our souls — and with thy beams The ripening harvest bless. HYMNS. 555 L. M. Duke Street. Ilingham. t) J # A Morning Hymn. 1 GOD of the morning, at thy voice The cheerful sun makes haste to rise, And like a ciant doth rejoice To run Ins journey through the skies. 2 Oh ! like the sun may I fulfil Th' appointed duties of the day ; With ready mind, and active will, March on, and keep my heavenly way. 3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; Thv threatenings just — thy promise sure; Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 4 Give me thy counsels for my guide, And then* receive me to thy~bliss ; All my desires and hopes beside Are faint and cold compared with this. C. M. Ifear. Ely. 1 ONCE more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes : Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To him who" rules the "skies. 2 Nhrht unto night his name repeats ; The day renews the sound, Wide as the heavens on which he sits To turn the seasons round. 13 'Tis he supports my mortal frame : My tongue shall speak his praise ; My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, And yet his wrath delays. 4 How many wretched souls have fled Since the last Betting sun! And yet thou lengthenest out my thread, And yet my moments run. 5 Great God, let all my hours be thine, While I enjoy the" light : Then shall my sun in smiles decline, And bring a peaceful night. 698 699 L. If. Alfreton. Tallis' Ev. Hymn. 1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily sta"ge cf duty run ; 55G HYMNS. Shake off dull sloth — and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels hear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to th eternal King. 3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept. And hast refreshed me while I slept : Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, I may of endless life partake. 4 Lord, I my vows to thee renew ; Scatter my sins as morning dew ; Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with thyself my spirit fill. 5 Direct, control, suggest, this day, All I design, or do, or say ; That all my powers, with all their might, In thy sole glory may unite. 700 C. ML Walney. Dundee 1 GOD of mv life, my morning song To thee I cheerful raise : Thy acts of love 'tis good to sing, And pleasant 'tis to praise. 2 Preserved by thy almighty arm, I passed the sliades of night, Serene, and safe from every harm, To see the morning light. 3 While numbers spent the night in sighs, And restless pains and w< 3, In gentle sleep I closed my eves, • And rose from sweet repose. 4 Oh let the same almighty care Through all this day attend: From every danger — every snare, My heedless steps defend. 5 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days ; And let thy goodness iill my soul With gratitude and praise. 701 7s. EdyfeM. 1 THOU that dost my life prolong, Kindly aid my morning song ; HYMNS. 557 Thankful from my couch I rise, To the God that rules the skies. 2 Thou didst hear my evening cry; Thy preserving hand was njgh ; Peaceful slumbers thou hast shed, Grateful to my Weary head. 3 Thou hast kept me through the night ; 'Twas thy hand restored the light V Lord, thy mercies still are new, Plenteous as the morning dew. 4 Still my feet are prone to stray ; Oh! preserve me through the day : Dangers every where abound ; Sins and snares beset me round. 5 Gently, with the dawning ray. On my soul thy beams display; Sweeter than the smiling morn, Let thy cheering light return. L. If. Duke Street. Aifreton. An I urn. 1 THUS far the Lord lias led me on : Thus far his power prolongs my days ; And every evening shall make known Some fresh memorial of his grace. 2 Much of my time has run to waste, And I, perhaps, am near my home ; But he forgives my follies past ; He gives me strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep ; Peace is the pillow for my head ; While well appointed angels keep Their watchful stations round my bed. 4 Thus, when the night of death shall come, My flesh shall rest beneath the ground, And wait thy voice to break my tomb, With sweet salvation in the sound. Od C. H. Medfield. Dunde*. 1 DREAD Sovereign, let my evening song Like holy incense rise ; Assist the offering of my tongue To reach the lofty skies. 47* 702 558 HYMNS. 2 Through all the dangers of the day Thy hand was still my guard ; And still to drive my wants away, Thy mercy stood prepared. 3 Perpetual blessings from above Encompass me around, But oh ! how few returns of love Hath my Redeemer found ! 4 What have I done for him who died To save my guilty soul ? Alas! my sins are multiplied, Fast as my minutes roll ! 5 Yet, with this guilty heart of mine, Lord, to thy "cross I flee, And to thy grace my soul resign, To be renewed by thee. / 04 L. M. Duke Street. St. P.iul'i. 1 GREAT God, to thee my evening song With humble gratitude I raise; Oh let thv mercy time my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise. 2 My days unclouded as they pass, And every gently roiling hour, Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and power. 3 Thy love and power, celestial guard, Preserve me from surrounding harm: Can danger reach me while the Lord Extends his kind, protecting arm ? 4 Let this blest hope my eyelids close ; With sleep refiesh my feeble frame ; Safe in thy care may I repose, And wake with praises to thy name. 7U5 L. M. Tallis* Ev. Hymn. Alfreton. 1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, oh keep me, King of kings, Beneath thine own almighty wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ill that I this day have done ; That with the world* myself, and thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. HYMNS. 559 3 Let my blest Guardian, while I sleep, His watchful station near me keep, My heart with love celestial rill, And guard me from th' approach of ill. 4 Teach me to live, that I may dread The ^rave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that s;> I may Rise glorious at the awful day. 5 Lord, let my soul forever share The bliss of thy paternal care ; 'Tis heaven on earth — 'tis heaven above ! To see thy face, and sing thy love. 6 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; Praise him all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 7 (JO C. M. York. Me<'fieJd. 1 IN mercy, Lord, remember me, Through all the hours of night, And grant to me most graciously The safeguard of thy might. 2 With cheerful heart I close my eyes Since thou wilt not remove : Oh, in the morning let me rise Rejoicing in thy love ! — 3 Or, if this night should prove the last, And end my transient days : Lord, take me to thy promised rest. Where I may sing thy praise. 707 C. M. Medfietd. Dundee. 1 INDULGENT God, whose bounteous care, O'er all thy works is shown, Oh let my grateful praise and prayer Arise before thy throne. 2 What mercies has this day bestowed ! How largely hast thou blest ! My cup with plenty overflowed, With cheerfulness my breast. 3 Now may soft slumber close my eyes, From pain and sickness free ; And let my waking thoughts arise, To meditate on thee. 560 HYMNS. 4 Thus bless eacli future day and night, Till life's vain scene is o'er ; And then to realms of endless light, Oh let my spirit soar. 7Uo g. If. Dover. Bethany 1 ANOTHER day is past, The hours forever fled ; And time is bearing me away, To mingle with toe dead. 2 My mind in perfect peace My Father's care shall keep; I yield to gentle slumber now, For thou canst never sleep. 3 How blessed, Lord, are they On thee securely staved! Nor shall they be in life al ilarmed, Nor be in death dismayed. • \J*s S. M. Mornington. PentonviUa 1 THE day is past and gone, The evening shades appear; Oh, may 1 ever keep in mind, The night of death draws near. 2 Lord, keep me safe this night, Secure from all my fears ; May angels guard me while I sleep, Till morning light appears. 3 And when I early rise, To view tli' unwearied sun, May I set out to win the prize, And after glory run. 4 Lord, when my days are past, And I from time remove, Oh may I in thy bosom rest, The "bosom of thy love. 710 7s. Edyficld. 1 SOFTLY now the light of day Fades upon my light away : Free from care — from labor free, Lord, I would commune with thee. 2 Soon, for me, the light of day Shall forever pass away : HYMNS. 5G1 Then, from sin and sorrow free, Take me, Lord, to dwell with thee ! / 1 1 8s, 3s & 6. Auburn. 1 ERE I sleep, for every favor, This day showed By my God, I do bless my Saviour. 2 Leave me not, but ever love me ; Let thy peace Be my bliss, Till thou hence remove me. 3 Thou, my rock, my guard, my tower, Safely keep, While I sleep, Me, with all thy power. 4 And, whene'er in death I slumber, Let me rise With the wise, Counted in their number. 712 J L. M. Duke Street. Medway A Hymn for Morning or Evening. 1 MY God, how endless is thy love ! Thy gifts are every evening new ; And morning mercies from above Gently distil like early dew. 2 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, Great Guardian of my sleeping hours ; Thy sovereign word restores the light, And quickens all my drowsy powers. 3 I yield my powers to thy command, To thee I consecrate my days ; Perpetual blessings from thine' hand Demand perpetual songs of praise. flu c. M. reterboro'. 1 HOSANNA, with a cheerful sound, To God's upholding hand ; Ten thousand snares attend us round, And yet secure we stand. 2 That was a most amazing power That raised us with a word ; And every day, and every hour, We lean upon the Lord. 5G2 3 The rising morn cannot assure That we sliail end the day ; For death stands ready at the door To hurry us away. 4 Our life is forfeited by sin To God's avenging law ; We own thy grace, immortal King, In every breath Ave draw. 5 God is our sun — whose daily light Our joy and safety brings : Our feeble frame lies safe at night, Beneath his shady wings. 714 C. M. Walney. Eowdoin 1 OX thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attend ; In thee are founded all my hopes, In thee my wishes end.* 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost, "Thy boundless love surveys : And, fired with grateful zeal, prepares A sacrifice of praise. 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes, With his protection blest, In peace and safety I commit My weary limbs to rest. 4 My spirit, in his hand secure, Fears no approaching ill : For, whether waking or asleep, Thou, Lord, art with me still. GENERAL ASCRIPTIONS OF PRAISE. 7s. rieyel's Hymn. 1 HEAVENLY Father — sovereign Lord, Be thy glorious name adored ! Lord, thy mercies never fail : Hail, celestial goodness, hail ! 2 Though unworthy. Lord, thine ear, Deign our humble songs to hear; Purer praise we hope to bring, When around thy throne we sing. HYMNS. 563 0 While on earth ordained to stay, Guide our footsteps in thy way, Till we come to dwell with thee, Till we ail thy glory see. f 4 Then with angel-harps again We will wake a iiobier strain ; There, in joyful songs of praise, Our triumphant voices raise. 4 IV S. M. St. Thomas. Paddington. 1 ALMIGHTY Maker, God ! How wondrous is thy name! Thy glories how diffused abroad, Through all creation's frame 2 Nature, in every dress, Her humble homage pays : And does a thousand ways express Her uudissembled praise. 3 31 v soul would rise and sing Her great Creator too ; Fain would my tongue adore my King, And pay the' homage due. 4 Let joy and worship spend of my dc The remnant of my days ; And oft to God. my soul,* ascend, In gratetul songs of praise. 717 7s. Adullum. Lincoln. 1 SONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs "rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When he spake, and it was done. 2 So i: ke the morn, When the Prince of Peace was born: Songs of praise arose, when he Captive ted captivity. 3 Heaven and earth must pass awav, Songs of praise shall crown that day : God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 4 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in sonirs of praise rejoice ; Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 504 HYMNS. 5 Borne upon their latest breath Songs of praise shall conquer death ; Then, amid eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. 718 Lincoln. 1 GOD is goodness, wisdom, power; Love him, praise him evermore: Let us strive, and never cease, Him in every thing to please. 2 Born for this intent we are, Our Creator to declare ; God to love, and serve, and praise, God to honor all our days. 3 Holy, holy, holy Lord !— Live, by heaven and earth adored ! Filled with thee, let all things cry, Glory be to God most high. • 19 II If. Actcn. 1 LET every creature join To bless Jehovah's name, And every power unite To swell th' exalted theme : Let nature raise, A general song From every tongue, | Of grateful praise. 2 But oh ! from human tongues Should nobler praises ilow ; And every thankful heart With warm devotion glow : Your voices raise, I Above the rest Ye highly blest, Declare his praise. 3 Assist me, gracious God ; My heart, my voice inspire ; Then shall I humbly join The universal choir: Thy grace can raise I And tune my song My heart and tongue, | To lively praise. 7 £\J C. M. Trinceton. Marlow. 1 LIFT up to God the voice of praise, Whose breath our souls inspired ; Loud and more loud the anthems raise, With grateful ardor fired ! HYMNS. 565 2 Lift up to God the voice of praise, Whose goodness, passing thought, Loads every moment, as it flies, With benefits unsought ! 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise, From whom salvation flows, Who sent his Son our souls to save From everlasting woes. 4 Lift up to God the voice of praise, For hope's transporting ray, Which lights thro' darkest shades of death, To realms of endless dav. 721 S. M. Southfield. Utica. 1 STAND up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice ; Stand up, and bless the Lord your God, With heart, and soul, and voice. 2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud, and magnify ? 3 Oh for the living flame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips — our minds inspire, And raise to heaven our thougnt ! 4 There, with benign regard, Our hymns he deigns to hear ; Thoagh unrepealed to mortal sense The spirit feels him near. 5 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours ; Then be his love in Christ proclaimed With all our ransomed powers. 6 Stand up, and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore ; Stand up, and bless his glorious name, Henceforth forevermore. 722 C. M. St. Martin'* WE sing the glories of thy love, We sound thy dreadful name : The Christian church unites the songs Of Moses and the Lamb. 43 5GG HYMNS. 2 Great God, how wondrous are thy works Of \ and of grace ! Thou King of -aims — almighty Lord — How just and true thy Wi 0 Who dares refuse to fear thy name, Or worship at thy thro Thy judgments spc-.k thy holiness Through all the nation's known. • liO CM. St. Martin's. Berwick. 1 LET them neglect thy glory, Lord, Who never knew thy gi But our loud ill still record The wonders of thy praise. 2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee, And send them to thy throne ; All glory to th' united Three, The undivided One. 3 'Twas he — and we'll adore his name — That formed us by a word ! 'Tis he restores our ruined frame — Salvation to the Lord ! 4 Hosanna ! let the earth and skies Repeat the joyful sound ; Rocks, hills, and vales, reflect the voice In one eternal round. 724 7s & Amsterdam 1 PRAISE the Lord, who reigns above, And keeps his courl Praise him for his boundless love, And all his greatness show. 2 Praise him for his noble dee Praise him for his matchless power; Him, from whom all good proceeds, Let earth and heaven adore. 3 Publish, spread to all around The great ImmanmTs name: Let the ffpspel-trumpet sound, Him Prince of Peace proclaim. 4 Praise hi tunefWl string: All the read) of heavenly art, All the power of music bring, The music of the heart. HYMNS. 567 5 Him, in whom they move and live, Let every creature sing: Glory to our S And homage to our K 6 Hallowed be his name beneath, A^ in heaven on earth adored : Praise the Lord in every breath, Let all things praise the Lord. / 25 P. M. Judea. 1 SING hallelujah! praise the Lord ! Sing witli a cheerful voi< Exalt our God with one accor And in his name rejoice : Ne'er cease to sin::, thou ransomed host, To Father, Son. and Holy Ghost, Till in the realms of endless light, Your praises shall unite. 2 There we to all eternity Shall join tli" angelic lays, And sing in perfect harmony To God our Saviour's praise ; He hath redeemed us by his blood. Ami made us kimrs and* priests to God ; For us, for us the Lamb was slain. Praise ve the Lord ! Amen. 726 C. M. Stephen^. St. Ana's, 1 YES— I will bless thee, O my God ! Through all my mortal days, And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honors of m\ ( ! My life, with all its'artive powers, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 3 Xot death itself shall stop my song, Though death will close my ey - : My thoughts shall then to nobler heights And sweeter raptures rise. 4 There shall my lips in endless praise Their grateful tribute pay : The theme demands an angel's tongue, And an eternal day. 508 HYMNS. t - i C. M. St. Martin's. Berwick. 1 MY God, my Kings t0 tnee 1"U raise Mj voice and all rny poll Unwearied songs of sacred praise Shall rill the circling hours. 2 Thv name shall dwell upon my tongue While suns shall set and i And tune my everlasting - When time and nature dies'. i *mU fs ac 7s. Sicilian Hymn. 1 PRAISE to thee, thou great Creator ! Praise to thee from every tonsrue : Join, my soul, with every creature, Join the universal song. 2 Father! Source of all compassion! Pure, unbounded grace is thine: Hail the God of our salvation ! Praise him for his love divine. 3 For ten thousand blessings driven, For the hope of future Sound his praise through earth and heaven, Sound Jehovah's praise on high. 4 Joyfully on earth adore him. Till in heaven our son? we raise ; There, enraptui fore him, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. CM. Mariow. Westford. I mm s) Universal Prau*. 1 S1XG to the Lord in joyful strains, Let earth his praise resound: Let all the cheerful nations join To spread his glory round. 2 Thou city of the Lord ! tx . T universal - And let the scattered villages The cheerful notes g .- 3 Till, midst the strains of distant lands, The islands sound his praise : And all. combined, with one accord, Jehovah's glories raise. HYMNS. 560 1 BE joyful in God. all ye land.- of the earth, Ob. serve him v. - _ ear; Exult in hi* :rth, 2 The Lord he is God — and Jehovah alone, Creator, and ruler o'er all : And we an - we own : His sheep, and we follow his 3 Oh enter his gates1 _ and song, - in his t . laim : His praise with melodious ce prolong, ; bless his adorable m 4 Fur good is I And we are th< His mercy and truth from eternity stood, And shall to eternity stand. 731 1 THE Lord is _ if heaven, adore him, 1 ye who tread this earthly ball ; In holy sc:._ him. And shout his praise who made you all. 2 The L — his majesty how glorious! Resound his praise from shore to shore ; O'er sin. and death, and hell, now made victorious, He rules and reigi :;Aore. 3 The Lot lisg — his mercy fa Ye Oh praise our Go 1 ! with voice and harp resounding, The King of kings, and Lc. . TOO PRAISE God, from whom all flow; Praise him, all creatures here below ; Praise him above, ye heavenly Praise Father. Son. and Holy Gii 9t 733 TO Father, Son. and Holy Ghost, One God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was. is now, And shall be evermore. 18* 570 ANTHEMS, &c. ANTHEMS, CHANTS, AND OTHER PIECES, Appropriate to various Occasions of PuIjIIc Worship. 1. THE Lord is in his holy temple ; let all the earth keep silence before him. 2. LET the words of my mouth, and the medita- tion of my heart, be alway acceptable in thy Bight, O Lord, my strength, and my Redeemer. 3. WHEN the wicked man turneth away from his wickedness that he hath committed, and Aoeth that which is lawful and right, he shall save his soul alive. I ACKNOWLEDGE my transgressions, and my sin is ever before me. "Hide thy face from my sins, and blot out all mine iniquities. 5. THE sacrifices of God are a broken spirit ; a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise. Rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the Lord your God ; for he is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great kindness, and repenteth him of the evil. G. O BE joyful in the Lord, all ye lands ; serve the Lord with gladness, and come before his presence with a song. Be ye sure that the Lord he is God : it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves : we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. O go your way into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise. Be thankful unto him, and sneak good of his name. For the Lord is gracious ; his mercy is everlast- ing, and his truth endureth to all generations. ANTHEMS, &c. 571 REPENT ye, for the kingdom of heaven is at hand. 8. I WILL arise and go to my Father, and will say unto him, Father, 1 have sinned against heaven, and before thee, and am no more worthy to be called thy son. 9. O COME, let us sing unto the Lord ; let us heartily rejoice in the strength of our salvation. Let us come before his presence with thanks- giving, and show ourselves glad in him with psalms. For the Lord is a great God, and a great King above all gods. In his hand are all the corners of the earth ; and the strength of the hills is his also. The sea is his, and he made it ; and his hands prepared the dry land. O come, let us worship and fall down, and kneel before the Lord our Maker. For he is the Lord our God: and we are the people of his pasture, and the sheep of his hand. O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness; let the whole earth stand in awe of him : For he cometh, for he cometh to judge the earth, and with righteousness to judge the world,' and the people with his truth. 10. MAKE a joyful noise unto the Lord, all the earth: make a' loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise. Sing unto the Lord with the harp ; with the harp, "and the voice of a psalm. With trumpet, and sound of cornet, make a joyful noise before the Lord the King. Let the sea roar, and the fullness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be joyful together betore the Lord; For he cometh to judge the earth : with righteousness shall he judge the world, and tbo people with equity. 572 11. O SIXG unto the Lord a new song, for lie hath done marvellous thii With Ilia own right hand, and with bis holy arm, hath he irott^n himself the victory. The Lord declared his salvation ; his righteous- ness hath he openly showed in the sight of the heathen. He hath remembered his mercy and truth to- ward the house of Israel; and all the ends of the world have seen the salvation of our God. Show yourselves joyful unto the Lord, all ye lands; sing, rejoice, and give thanks. Praise the Lord upon the harp; sing to the harp with a psalm of thanksgiving. With trumpets also and cornet, O show your- selves joyful before the Lord the King. Let the sea make a noise, and all that therein is ; the round world, and they that dwell therein. Let the Hoods clap their hands, and let the hills be joyful together before the Lord ; for he cometh to judge the earth. With righteousness shall he judge the world, and the people with equity. 12. IT is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sin^ praises unto thy name, O Most High ; To tell of thy loving kindness early in the morn- ing, and of thy truth in the night season ; Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the lute; upon a loud instrument, and upon the harp ; For thou, Lord, hast made me glad through thy works: and 1 will rejoice in giving praise for the operations of thy hands. 13. BLESSED be the Lord God of Israel, for he hath visited and redeemed his people : And hath raised up a mighty salvation for us, in the house of his servant David; As he spake by tin1 mouth of his holy prophets, which have been since the world began ; That we should he Baved from our enemies, and from the hand of all that hate us. ANTHEMS, &c. 573 14. PRAISE the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me. praise his holy name. Praise the Lord, 0 my soul, and forget not all his benefits ; Who tbrgiveth all thy sin, and healeth all thine infirmities ; Who saveth thy life from destruction, and crowneth thee with' mercy and loving kindness. O praise the Lord, ye angels of his, ye that excel in strength ; ye "that fulfil his command- ment, and hearken unto the voice of his word. O praise the Lord, all ye his hosts ; ye servants of his that do his pleasure. O speak good ot the Lord, all ye works of his, in all places of his dominion. — Praise thou the Lord, O my soul. 15. GOD be merciful to us, and bless us, and show us the light of his countenance, and be merciful unto us ; That thy way may be known upon earth, thy 6aving health among all nations. Let the people praise thee, O God ; yea, let all the people praise thee. O let the nations rejoice and be glad; for thou shalt judge the people righteously, and govern the nations upon earth. Let the people praise thee, O God ; yea, let all the people praise thee. Then shall the earth bring forth her increase ; and God, even our own God, shall give us his blessing. God shall bless us ; and all the ends of the world shall fear him. 16. WE praise thee, O God, we acknowledge thee to be the Lord. All the earth doth worship thee, the Father everlasting. To thee'all angels cry aloud, the heavens and all the powers therein. To thee cherubim and seraphim continually do crv — Holy, Holy, I My, Lord God of Sabaoth — Heaven and earth are full' of thy great glory. 574 ANTHEMS, &c. 17. HOW beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that pub- lisheth peace : That bringeth good tidings of good, that pub- fisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth ! Thy watchmen shall lift up the voice ; with the voice together shall they sing; For they shall see eye to eye, when the Lord shall bring again Zion. Break forth into joy, sing together, ye waste places of Jerusalem : For the Lord hath comforted his people, he hath redeemed Jerusalem. The Lord hath made bare his holy arm, in the eyes of all nations ; And all the ends of the earth shall see the salva- tion of our Lord. 18. THE earth is the Lord's, and the fullness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein ; For he hath founded it upon the seas, and estab- lished it upon the floods. Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord? and who shall stand in his holy place ? He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart, who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity. He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, and righteousness from the God of his salvation. This is the generation of them that seek him, that seek thy face, O God of Jacob. * Lift up your heads, O ye gates : and be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors ; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory ? The Lord, strong and mighty; the Lord, mighty in battle. Lift up your heads, O ye gates; even lift them up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is this King of glory ? The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory. * See Home on this passage. 575 19. THE Lord is merciful ;. lis, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy. He will not always chide ; neither will he keep his anger forever. He hath not dealt with us after our sins, nor rewarded in according to our iniquities. ' For as the heaven is Iiiffh above the earth, so great is his mercy toward them that tear him. As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us. Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear hiin. For he knoweth our frame ; he remembereth that we are dust. 20. CREATE in me a clean heart, O God ; and re- new a light spirit within me. Cast me not away from thy presence, and take not thy Holy Spirit* from me. Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation, and uphold me with thy free Spirit. "Then will I teach transgressors thy ways, and sinners shall be converted unto thee. 21. WHEN the Lord shall build up Zion, he shall appear in his glory. O pray for the peace of Jerusalem ; they shall prosper that love thee. Peace be within thy walls, and plenteousness within thy palaces. This Bhall be my rest forever, saith the Lord; here will I dwell, for I delight therein. 22. O PRAISE God in his holiness ; praise him in the firmament of his power ; Praise him for his noble acts ; praise him accord- ing to his excellent greatm as : Praise him in the sound of the trumpet ; praise him upon the lute, and harp ; Praise him in the cymbals, and dances ; praise him on strings, and pipes ; Let every thing that hath breath praise the Lord ; praise the Lord. 57G ANTHEMS, &c. 23. DAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sadness! Awake ! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more ; Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness, Arise ! for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them, And scattered their legions, was mightier far; They tied like the charTfrom the scourge that pursued them , Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be ; Shout ! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee, Th' oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free. 24. WATCHMAN ! tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are. — Traveller ! o'er yon mountain's height, See that glory-beaming star! — Watchman ! does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell ? — Traveller ! yes : it brings the day — Promised day of Israel. Watchman ! tell us of the ni^ht, Higher yet that star ascends. — Traveller ! blessedness and light, Peace and truth, its course portends ! — Watchman ! will its beams alcne Gild the spot that gave them birth ? — Traveller ! ages are its own, See, it bursts o'er all the earth. Watchman ! tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn. — Traveller ! darkness takes its flight, Doubt and terror are withdrawn. — Watchman ! let thy wanderings cease ; Hie thee to thv quiet home. — Traveller! lo ! tne Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of God is come ! 25. GLORY be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost, as it was in the beginning, is Dow, and ever shall be, world without end, Amen. OCCASIOxNAL HYMNS. 577 O/? 7i & 6s. Missionary Hymn Missionary Hymn. 1 HAIL to the Lord's anointed! Great David's greater Son ; Hail in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive tree : To take away transgression, And rale in equity. 2 He shall come down like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him on the mountains, Shall peace the herald go, And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 3 For him shall prayer unceasing, And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end : Tjie tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand forever; That name to us is — Love. 27 6s, 7s & 4. Greenville. Missionary Fa reicell. 1 YES, my native land, I love thee ; All thy scenes I love them well ; Friends', connections, happy country ! Can I bid vou all farewell ? Can I leave yon — Far in heathen lands to dwell ? mf 2 Home ! thy joys are passing lovely ; Joys no stranger-heart can tell ! Happy home ! 'tis sure I love thee ! Can I — can I say — Farewell ? Aff Can I leave thee — Far in heathen lands to dwell ? 3 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure, Holy days and sabbath bell, Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure ! 49 578 OCCASIONAL HYMNS Can I say a last farewell? Aff Can I leave you — Far in heathen lands to dwell ? mf n 4 Yes ! I hasten from you gladly, From the scenes I loved so well! Far away, ye billow.-, bear me ; Lovely native land, farewell! Pleased I leave thee — Far in heathen lands to dwell. 5 In the deserts let me labor, On the mountains let me tell How he died — the blessed Saviour — To redeem a world from hell ! Let me hasten, Far in heathen lands to dwell. 6 Bear me on, thou restless ocean ; Let the winds my canvass swell — Heaves my heart with warm emotion, While I go far hence to dwell. Glad I bid thee, Native land ! — Farewell— Farewell ! mO Gethsemane. 1 BEYOND where Cedron's waters flow, Behold the suffering Saviour go, To sad Gethsemane ; His countenance is all divine, Yet grief appears in every line. 2 He bows beneath the sins of men — He cries to God, and cries again, In sad Gethsemane ; He lifts his mournful eyes above — ' My Father, can this cup remove ?' 3 With gentle resignation still, He vielded to his Father's will, In sad Gethsemane ; ' Behold me here, thy only Son, 4 And, Father, let thy will be done.' 4 The Father heard — and angels, there, Sustained the Son of God in prayer, In sad Gethsemane; He drank the dreadful cup of pain — Then rose to life and joy again. OCCASIONAL HYMNS. 579 5 When storms of sorrow round us sweep, And scenes of anguish make us weep, To sad Gethsemane We'll look, and see the Saviour there, And humbly bow, like him, in prayer. OQ 8s, 7s & 4. Sicilian Hymn. Calvcu'ij. p 1 HARK ! from yonder mount arise Notes of sadness — Jesus dies ! On the cross the Lord of lords Love for guilty man records ; Sinner, sinner, Hear your dying Saviour's words. 2 Mortal ! for your guilt I die, Guilt that dared your God defy ; Blood for blood I freely give ; Death I taste that you may live ; mf Will you, sinner, Free salvation now receive ? 30 31 L. M. Hebron. 1 BEHOLD ! this is the day of grace ; Come, sinners, seek the Saviour's face ; You need but look to Christ and live — The Lord is ready to forgive. 2 The fountain of his grace is free ; His love is boundless as the sea ; He urges you to look and live — The Cord is ready to forgive. 3 Grieve not the Spirit from your heart, Lest he should finally depart ; But while he moves, come, look and live — The Lord is ready to forgive. 4 Come, all who thirst — come, all who will — Come while the dews of grace distil : Come, as you are — come, look and live — The Lord is ready to forgive. 7s. Nuremberg. ] WHEN thy mortal life is fled, When — the death-shades o'er thee spread, — Thou hast finished earth's career, Sinner# where wilt thou appear? \ 580 OCCASIONAL HYMNS. 2 When the world has panged away, When draw* near the judgment day, When the awful trump shall sound,* Say. oh where wilt thou be found ? 3 When the Judge descends in light, Clothed in majesty and might j When the wicked quaiJ with I Where, oh where wilt thou appear? 4 What shall soothe thy bursting heart, When the saints and thou must part r When the good with joy are crowned, Sinner, where wilt thou be found ? 5 While the Holy Ghost is nigh, Quickly to the Saviour fly; Then shall peace thy spirit cheer, Then in heaven shalt thou appear. 32 33 7s & Cs. Missionary Hymn. 1 REMEMBER thy Creator, While youth's fair spring is bright ; Before thy cares are gre Before comes age's night : While vet the sun shines o'er thee, While stars the darkness cheer ; While life is all before thee, Thy great Creator fear. 2 Remember thy Creator, Before the dust returns To earth — for 'tis its nature — And life's last ember burns : Before, with God who gave it, The spirit shall appear ; He cries, who died to save it, Thy great Creator fear. 7s k Missionary Hymn. J i.S flows the rapid river, With channel broad and free, Its waters rippling ever, And hasting to the sea, So life is onward flowing, And days of offered peace, And man is swiftly i:<>ing, Where calls of mercy cease. 34 35 OCCASIONAL HYMNS. 581 2 As moons are ever waning, Afl hastes the sun away, As stormy winds, complaining, Bring on the wintry day, So fast the night comes o*er us — The darkness of the grave — And death is just before us : — God takes the life he gave. 3 Say, gay one, is thy treasure Laid up in worlds above ? And is it all thy pleasure Thy God to praise and love ? Beware, lest death's dark river Its billows o'er thee roll ; And thou lament forever The ruin of thy soul. r. 31. Medfield. 1 HAVE mercy, Lord — have mercy, Lord — The eager blind man cried : The Saviour spoke the healing word — The prayer was not denied." 2 The weary one in strength arose — The deaf was made to hear: The Saviour bade the winds repose, And wiped the widow's tear. 3 He wept in silence by the grave, Then called the dead by name ; His arm had strength enough to save — The dead arose and came. 4 Beyond these scenes of mortal wo The Saviour rose to dwell : But still he sees the tears that flow, The hearts with grief that swell. 5 Dear Saviour, still thy changeless love The contrite soul can heal ; Then shine upon us from above, And all thy love reveal. C. M. Dedham. The Resolve. 1 COME, trembling sinner, in whose breast A thousand thoughts revolve : Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed And make this last resolve : 49* 582 OCT V8IONAL HYMNS. 2 u I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose ; I Bee his courts, I'll enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, And There my guilt eon! I'll tell him Tina wretch undone — Without his sovereign grace. 4 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps he'll hear my prayer ; But if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 36 37 7s. Nuremberg. 1 COME, my soul, thy suit prepare ; Jesus loves to answer prayer ; He himself has bid thee pray; Rise and ask without delay.* 2 With my burden I begin : Lord remove this load of sin : Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 3 Lord, I come to thee for rest : Take possession of my breast : Thou thy sovereign right maintain, And without a rival reig 6s & 4*. Self Consecration. 1 MY faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary ; Saviour divine ! Now hear me while I pray ; Take all my guilt away : Oh ! let me from this day Be wholly thine. 2 May thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire ; As thou hast died for me, Oh ! may my love to thee, Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. OCCASIONAL HYMNS. 583 3 While life's dark maze I tread. And griefs around me spread, l>f thou my guide : Bid darkness turn to da\ . Wipe sorrow's tears away, \ <>v let me ever stray From thee aside. 4 When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold, sullen stream Shall o'er me roll : Blest Saviour, then in love, Fear and distress remove : Oh ! bear me sate above — A ransomed soul. no 9b, 7a & 4. Sicilian Hymn. 1 XOW these solemn days are ending. All their glowing hopes are o'er : Now the final hour is spending — We shall see their joys no more : Days of gladness — We shall see their joys no more. 2 Oft the tidings of salvation Have been pressed upon our ears : Who has heard the invitation ? Who in sinning perseveres? Who, rebellious. Still in sinning perseveres ? 5 Sinner, o'er thy hardness weeping, To the Saviour thou must go — Never, resting, never sleeping. Till salvation he bestow — Never resting Till salvation he bestow. 4 Thoughtless ones, while ye, departing. Hasten from these scenes away, Let your spirits, onward darting," See the final parting day : Fast approaching See the final parting day. 5 While the contrite, while the lowly. Rise where matchless glories glow ; Ye, who choose to be unholy, 584 OCCASIONAL HYMNS. Must depart to endless wo. Ye unholy Must depart to endless wo. 6 Each one in this congregation, Then must go to heaven or hell — Pains unknown or Bweel salvation — There forevermore to dwell ; None escaping, There forevermore to dwell. 39 40 8s & 7s. Worthing. Praise for a Revival. 1 FOUNT of everlasting love! Rich thy streams ot mercy are, Flowing purely from above ; Beauty marks their course afar. 2 Lo ! thy church, thy garden now, Blooms beneath the heavenly shower ; Sinners feel, and melt, and bow ; Mild, yet mighty is thy power. 3 God of grace! before thy throne, Here our warmest thanks we bring ; Thine the glory, thine alone ; Loudest praise to thee we sing. 4 Hear, O hear our grateful song ; Let thy Spirit still descend: Roll the tide of grace along, Widening, deepening to the end. L. M. Danvers. The Memory of Christ. 1 O THOU, my soul, forget no more The friend who all thy sorrows bore ; Let every idol be forgot ; But, O my soul, forget him not. 2 Renounce thy works and ways, with grief, And fly to this divine relief; Nor him forget who left his throne, And for thy life gave up his own. 3 Infinite truth and mercy shine In him, and he himself is thine : And canst thou then, with sin beset, Such charms, such matchless charmsforget ? 41 42 OCCASIONAL HYMNS. 5S5 4 Oh no — till lift itself depart, His name shall cheer and warm my heart ; And, lisping this, from earth I'll lise, And join the chorus of the skies. 7- .v Amsterdam. 1 RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings; Thy better portion trace ; Rise, from Transitory thin::-. To heaven, thy native place : Sim and moon, and stars decay. Time shall soon this earth remove ; Ria . my soul, and haste away To seats prepared above. 2 Cease, my soul, O cease to mourn ; Pre-- onward to the prize ; Soon thy Saviour will return, To take thee to the skies: There, is everlasting peace, Rest, enduring rest, in heaven ; There, will sorrow ever cease, And crowns of joy be given. L. M. Danvers. Chelsea. TJie Star of Bethlehem. 1 WHEN, marshalled on the nightly plain, The glittering host bestud the sky, One star alone, of all the train, Can tix the sinner's wandering eye. 2 Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, From every host, from every gem : But one alone the Saviour speaks, — It is — the Star of Bethlehem! 3 Once on the raging seas I rode : The storm was loud, the night was dark ; The ocean yawned, and rudely blowed The wind that tossed my foundering bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze : Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose, — It was — the "Star of Bethlehem ! 5 It was my guide, my light, my all : It bade my dark forebodings cease : •r 586 OCCASIONAL HYMNS. And, through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now, Bafely moored, my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in nights diadem, Forever, and n re, — The Star— the Star of Bethlent AQ L. M. Uxbridge. Hebron. *• Baptism. 1 COME, Holy Spirit, Dove divine ! On these baptismal waters shine; Oh teach our hearts, in highest strain, To praise the Lamb for sinners slain. *2 We love thy name, we love thy law-. We joyfully embrace thy cau£ We love thy cross, the shame, the pain, O Lamb of God, for sinners slain ! 3 We plunge beneath the mystic flood; Oh plunge us in thy cleansing blood; We die to sin, and seek a grave With thee, beneath the yielding wave. 4 And as we rise, with thee to live, Oh let the Holy Spirit give The sealing unction from above, The breath of life, the lire of love ! C. M. Medfield. 1 HOW great, how solemn is the work Which we attend to-day ! Now for a holy, solemn frame, Great God, to thee we pray. 2 Whilst thee, our Saviour and our Lord, To all around we own, Drive each rebellious, rival lust. Each traitor, from the throne. 3 Instruct our minds, our wills subdue, To heaven our passions raise, That hence our lives, our all may be Devoted to thy praise. 4 Awake, our love, our fear, our hope ! Wake, fortitude and joy : Vain world, be gone ; let things above Our happy thoughts employ. 44 OCCASIONAL HYMNS. 587 45 46 47 C. M. Dundee. 1 O LORD, and will thy pardoning love Embrace a wretch so vile ? Wilt thou my load of guilt remove, And bless me with thy smile ? 2 Hast thou the cross for me endured, And all its shame despised ? And shall I be ashamecL O Lord, With thee to be baptized ? 3 Didst thou the great example lead, In Jordan's swelling flood ? And shall my pride disdain the deed, That's worthy of my God ? 4 O Lord, the ardor of thy love Reproves my cold delays ; And now my willing footsteps move In thy delightful ways. S. M. St. Thomas. 1 SAVIOUR, thy law we love, Thy pure example bless, And with a firm, unwavering zeal Would in thy footsteps press. 2 Not to the fiery pains By which the martyrs bled ; Not to the scourge, the thorn, the cross, Our favored feet are led : — 3 But, at this peaceful tide, Assembled in thy fear, The homage of obedient hearts We humbly offer here. L. M. Uxbridge. Hebron. 1 OUR Saviour bowed beneath the wave, And meekly sought a watery grave ; Come, see the sacred path he trod, A path well pleasing to our God. 2 His voice we hear, his footsteps trace, And hither come to seek his face. To do his will, to feel his love, And join our songs with songs above. 588 OCCASIONAL HYMNS. 3 Hosanna to the Lamb divine ; L»'t endless glories round him shine; HiltIj o'er the heavens forever reign, O Lamb of God, for Burners .-lain. 48 49 >o 8s & Sicilian Hymn. 1 JESUS, mighty King in Zion ! Thou alone Our guide shah be ; Thy commission we rely on, We would follow none. but thee! 2 As an emblem of thy passion, And thy victory o'er the grave, We, who know thy great salvation, Are baptized beneath the wave. 3 Fearless of the world's despising, We the ancient path pursue ; Buried with our Lord, and rising To a life divinely new. C. M. Peterboro*. After Baptism. 1 LET plenteous grace descend on those, Who, hoping in thy word, This day have solemnly declared That Jesus is their Lord. 2 With cheerful feet may they advance, And run the Christian race ; And, through the troubles of the way, Find all-sufficient grace. C. M. Dedham. 1 BAPTIZED into our Saviour's death, Our bouIs to sin must di With Christ our Lord we live am With Christ ascend on high. 2 There, by his Father's side, he sits, Enthroned divinely fair: Yet owns himself our brother still, And our forerunner there. 3 Rise, from these earthly trifles, rise, On winsrs of faith and love : Above, our choicest treasure lies, And be our hearts above.