Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from Calvin College http://www.archive.org/details/sacredlyricsor41bema SACRED LYRICS^ OR PSALMS AND ADAPTED TO PUBLIC WORSHIP. SELECTED BY NATHAN S. S. BEMAN. TROY, N. Y: PUBLISHED BY A. KIDDER. 1841. Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1841, by Nathan S. S. Beman, in the Clerk's Office of the Court of the Northern District of the State of New York. Printed by James M. Stevenson. PREFACE. The object of this volume is to furnish the Churches with a complete Collection of Sacred Songs for public worship ; and in presenting such a work, when so many, aiming at the same end, are already in circulation, the Compiler seems to be called upon to state some reasons which have influenced his own mind in this undertaking, and which may have some weight with others. The least offensive mode in which this can be done, will be to give a brief exposition of the princi- ples which have been kept in view in its execution. An out- line is all that will be given — for more than this, however much it may be demanded, or however rich in thought or re- plete with practical wisdom, would be hardly ever read. A Preface is generally deemed a very dull and unattractive part of a Book, so much so, that if an author had some pro- found secrets which he wished to record, and yet preserve in deep obscurity, he might be advised, as it regards most read- ers, to commit them to the safekeeping of these neglected pages. And yet some persons read a Preface, and for the benefit of such this one is written. The subjects of Lyric Poetry and Psalmody are intimate- ly and inseparably connected, and it is in vain to expect one to exist in a high state of perfection without the other ; or for either to attain distinguished excellence without cultivation. It must be acknowledged, that ministers and churches have not studied this subject with that attention which it claims, nor even in relative proportion when compared with other grave matters pertaining to the worship of God. Singing often falls far below every other part of the services of the sanctuary, from the want of both sympathy and knowledge, on the part of the Church. Little is known on fhe subject, and little is felt in relation to it. But this is a state as unwise 4 PREFACE. as it is criminal. It is a matter of vast and vital importance that all who desire that the public institutions of religion may make the best impression and secure their highest re- sults, and especially that ministers of the gospel should under- stand what Sacred Songs are adapted to social worship, and what tunes will impart to them the greatest power and effi- ciency. Both of these subjects should form a part of chris- tian instruction, and especially of theological training. A brief course of Lectures on Lyric Poetry, is hardly less neces- sary than a course on Sermonizing and Pastoral Theology ; and a preacher of the gospel should read and study the best Psalms and Hymns, as an every day business, as he does his Bible, till he is acquainted with their sentiments, familiar with their structure and imagery, and deeply imbued with their spirit. The advantages of such a course are obvious and numberless : — some of them so plain that they need not be specified, and when taken collectively, and in all their in- tellectual and moral relations, too many to be embraced in this rapid sketch. It is not saying too much to affirm, that such a discipline would enlarge a minister's knowledge, im- prove his taste, increase his piety, refine his imagination, in- vigorate his eloquence, and give him readiness, appropriate- ness and power, in the public exercises of his profession. His volume of sacred poetry should be a Text-Book by the side of the Bible, and he should be equally familiar with both. If this were the case, the sermon and singing would more generally harmonize in their object and impressions, than they now do ; the minister would have to expend less time in consulting numerous indexes in order to know what to se- lect; and in the very act of reading the Psalm or Hymn, he would make an impression which would instruct the hearers, and give the key-note of sentiment and expression to the choir. How deficient the ministry may be in these respects, is matter of opinion of which every person will judge for himself. The character of Psalmody must always be affected by a great variety of circumstances which need not be adverted to in this place ; but nothing has a greater influence to elevate or depress, to advance or retard its progress, than the Lyric Poetry which is employed in the service of God. The fok PREFACE. 5 lowing defects may easily be detected in many of the Psalms and Hymns now in use. Some are composed on subjects unsuited to song — others are destitute of a lyrical spirit — an- other class lack simplicity of design and execution — and not a few are of an unreasonable length for a single exercise of singing. To remedy these and other defects, and to secure, if possible, certain excellencies which are attained as yet only in part, are among the objects of this publication. That Lyric Poetry has a character of its own— that it moves in a sphere peculiar to itself— and that its subjects are limited, there is no room for doubt. All critics agree on this point. This poetry is made to be sung ; and when combined with appropriate music, we have a vehicle, at once natural and refined, for the expression of strong emotion. A Psalm or Hymn should be devotional, rather than didactic, because the warm inspirations of the heart, and not the cool deduc- tions of the intellect, are its province. Ascriptions of thanks- giving and praise to God, the breathings of filial desire and confidence, the cheering influence of hope, the tremblings of self-distrust and religious fear, "peace and joy in the Holy Ghost," and all the strong feelings which are called forth in a world of conflict and expectation, belong to this department of poetry. Any thing and every thing which pertains to de- votion and christian experience, may furnish a subject for spiritual song. And yet, notwithstanding these well-defined limits, which nature itself has fixed to Lyric Poetry, there are hundreds of Hymns, in our language, which can never be sung to any good effect, because their subject matter is foreign to this kind of writing. They can, from their very nature, neither inspire religious emotion, nor become the channels of that emotion already inspired. They contribute to extinguish, rather than to kindle up the holy flame. They are good ser- mons, but poor songs. This fault in the choice of subjects, is much more rarely to be met with in secular than spiritual odes ; and the same may be said in relation to the music by which they are accompanied. The reasons of this may not, perhaps be easily detected. It cannot be for a moment ad- mitted, that revealed religion is unfruitful in themes. If na- 1* 6 PREFACE. ture may be sung, why not nature's God ? If creation can inspire the lyric bard, why not redemption, with its brighter glories, and its more enduring interests ? If earth has its rap- tures, why should heaven be poor, and powerless, and with- out a song ? If great and good men who have lived and act- ed and died, have, by their virtues or heroism, called forth the finest and sweetest tones of the Lyre, why should the praises of the only Great and Good, who lives in his own im- mortality, and whose wondrous acts are recorded for the ad- miration of all worlds, sleep in silence and be forgotten ? It may be worthy of remark in this place, that few poets of the first order have even tried their pinions in this upper sky ; but when they have, and selected an appropriate theme, they have showed that the waters of Zion can impart a purer in- spiration than the fabled Castalian spring. If the province of Lyric Poetry is to inspire and express emotion, then no Psalm or Hymn can answer the true pur- pose of christian worship unless it breathes the appropriate spirit. Its execution, as well as its subject, must be lyric. It may be rhyme, and not poetry. It may be poetty, and yet not be adapted to singing. Heroics can never, with any ad- vantage, be set to music. A Hymn, whether it respects God, our fellow-beings, or ourselves, should be the effusion of the heart, and that heart under proper influences — melted and dissolved by just such emotions as suit the condition describ- ed, or the occasion for which the song is intended. The lan- guage should be simple ; the images striking, but not gaudy ; the figures unincumbered; the sentences uninvolved and short ; the structure free from all ambiguity ; the whole style and manner chaste, and not loaded with ornament or epithet ; and the stanzas, and even lines, express, as far as practicable, a complete idea. In one word, it must be poetry, and lyric poetry, or it will chill the native inspirations of song, and de- feat the great end of this part of worship. A Hymn should possess unity of design, and simplicity in execution. One great object should be aimed at, and every thought and expression should be rendered subservient to this. The piece should be one, tending to a single end, and termi- nating in one grand impression. One of the first poets of the PREFACE. 7 present age, and one who has written many excellent Hymns too, has described this property so well, that I cannot forbear transcribing his language, as more appropriate than any thing that I can say. " The reader," he says, " should know when the strain is complete, and be satisfied, as at the close of an air in music ; while defects and superfluities should be felt by him as annoyances, in whatever part they might occur. The practice of many- good men, in framing Hymns, has been quite the contrary. They have begun apparently with the only idea in their mind at the time ; another, with little relationship to the former, has been forced upon them by a refractory rhyme ; a third became necessary to eke out a verse, a fourth to begin one ; and so on, till, having compiled a sufficient number of stanzas of so many lines, and lines of bo many syllables, the operation has been suspended." As every Sacred Song should have a subject of its own, and form a regular production, having a beginning, a middle and an end, so it should be adapted, in its length, to the pur- pose of singing. Important as this thought is, it has been greatly overlooked by the writers of Hymns, and the compi- lers of Books for the use of the sanctuary. The very best au- thors are not free from this fault. In one volume now before me of no mean pretensions, hymns may be found of eight, ten and twelve stanzas ; and one occurs of eight stanzas of eight lines each, Long Metre — making sixty-four lines ; and this Hymn, the author tells us in the preface, " is considera- bly abridged from the original." Various expedients have been resorted to both by authors and compilers, in order to remedy this evil. Here and there a stanza is included in brackets, and pauses are introduced into the middle, or other parts of the production — thus marring the beauty of the page, and often destroying the connection, and always impairing the unity of the piece. The better way, no doubt, is to re- duce every Psalm or Hymn, designed for public worship, to a convenient length for this purpose, by rejecting those stanzas which are redundant, which are deficient in lyric spirit, and which destroy the unity of design. There are few long Hymns, in our language, which will not be sufficiently short- ened by the application of the above rule. Some of a popu- 8 PREFACE. lar character, and. as it regards portions of them, of stand? ard merit, may be reduced to two or three stanzas ; but this is not objectionable, as we often need short Hymns of a striking character, for evening meetings, and at the close of sermons. And it should not be forgotten, that much more is lost than gained, by singing what is neither poetical nor ap- propriate. Indeed it is far better to dispense with some good stanzas, and thus bring the piece at once to a suitable length for singing, than to continue these in books intended for pub- lic use, when no choir can perform them with ease and effect. The practice so extensively in use of omitting certain stan- zas, as it must be done for the most part on the spur of the occasion, often confuses the choir, while it breaks the connec- tion of thought and the unity of the subject. The author, or editor, is much more competent to do this than the leader of worship. From four to six stanzas of the grave and ordinary metres, maybe considered a suitable length for a song of social praise. In metres of a brisker movement, the addition of one or two stanzas more, may not be improper. The same indulgence may be conceded to some Hymns of a peculiar character, and those which are to be used only on special occasions. But it is a great practical principle which every minister, and even- leader of a choir, should understand, that singing ix ORDER TO BE EFFECTIVE, m'ST NOT BE TOO LONG. Having given an exposition of the leading principles on which this work has been constructed, it may be proper to speak a little more explicitly of the materials from which it has been formed. The Sacred Lvrics is intended to be a complete collection of Psalms and H mns for the use of the sanctuary. In the arrangement of the Psalms, Dr. Watts is the leading author. Many other versifications of high merit, have been selected from' Doddridge. Steele, Kenn. Newton. Montgomery; Con- der and others, which have been arranged, in their proper places, with those of Watts, so that it is believed that this part of the volume presents a greater number and a richer variety of Psalms adapted to singing, than any Book yet published in our language. Few alterations have been made in arrange- PREFACE. 9 ment or expression, and the thought of the poet, for the most part, has been sacredly guarded. Most of the changes which have been adopted, are those which were necessary in order to conform the work to the principles already stated. Whole Psalms of an inferior and prosaic character have been omit- ted ; the same may be said of stanzas which are redundant, interrupt the unity of design, or lack the spirit of holy song ; but it is believed, that those Psalms and stanzas, though they incumber many Books now in use, are rarely ever sung. It has been the intention of the compiler not to throw away a single stanza of superior merit, or which could contribute to the grand design of singing, except when the production was of immoderate length ; and this has been preferred to the common practice of using brackets and pauses, or which is still worse, of imposing too heavy a burden upon the choir. In relation to the Psalms, it may be said, in the language of another, " That the harp of David yet hangs upon the wil- low, disdaining the touch of any hand less skilful than his own." The older versions of David's Psalms are generally destitute of all poetic merit. Now and then a ray of the ge- nius and the inspiration of the Hebrew bard, breaks through the dullness of their prosaic rhymes, but these are " like an- gel visits, few and far between." If it be alleged, as it often is, that these versifiers strictly adhere to the original — it may be replied, that it is in letter, not in spirit. For the most part, their productions are nothing more nor less than the English translation of David, converted into common rhymes, while the spirit of the original has fled. It is one of the wonders of literature, that the productions of Sternhold and Hopkins, or Tate and Brady, to say nothing of earlier, and still poorer versifiers, should furnish the principal songs of enlightened and cultivated christian congregations, in the nineteenth cen- tury. It shows us how far the human mind may advance hi some things, and remain stationary in others : — how far taste may be refined, and the entire powers of immortal man be enkindled and enhanced by the productions of genius, and yet, under the influence of certain associations, be delighted with ancient dullness and barbarism. The practical influence of all this upon the tone and vigor 10 PREFACE. of piety — upon the higher feelings of devotion — upon those purer and holier emotions of the christian's heart, by which he often comes near to heaven and enters into intimate con- verse with his God and Saviour, is a problem of deep import which every minister at the altar may well propose to himself, and endeavor, as far as practicable, to solve. Dr. Watts struck out a path for himself, and has been imi- tated by all the versifiers of David, and the composers of hymns, since his day. He is not without his faults, but his best productions are now sung, in every land, and among almost all denominations of christians, where the English language is spoken, and probably will continue to be, to the end of the world. His Psalms, taken as a whole, are supe- rior to his Hymns ; and in relation to the former it may be said, that Dr. Watts has drawn sweeter tones from the harp of David, than it has ever given to the church of God, since the hand of the old Hebrew bard swept across its strings. With regard to some of his Hymns, and a large number too, they are not inferior to his best versifications of the Psalms. The Hymns contained in this collection, have been select- ed from the productions of the best writers of this species of poetry, in our language ; and such alterations have been made as bring them into a proper form to be used in the worship of the sanctuary. The Compiler has taken the best editions he could find, and, in no case, has he intended to adopt changes unless imperatively called for by the rules al- ready stated and defended. The names of authors, as far as could be ascertained, are given in the index, and it is not ne- cessary to record them here. The Hymns of Dr. Watts have been largely adopted. The Compiler of this work takes this method of expressing his great indebtedness to the author of the Congregational Hymn Book, recently published in Lon- don. Mr. Conder is himself a lyric poet, and he and Mrs. Conder have enriched this volume with some of its finest gems. His edition of many excellent hymns, is often better than others in common use. It will be perceived that, The Sacred Lyrics contains no Key of musical expression. With many this will, no doubt, be considered a defect. It is readily conceded, lhat such an PREFACE. 11 appendage may be of some use ; but, on mature reflection, it is believed, that the advantages are more than counter- balanced by the evils which can hardly fail to attend it. A veiy dull leader and an uninstructed choir, may be assisted, in some measure, by these marks ; but singing, under such an influence, will always be stiff and artificial. The princi- ple is itself a false one. It is an attempt to make music, in the use of poetry, without mind. The thing is impossible. This can no more be accomplished, than you can have elo- quence without thought. You may have the body, but it is a corpse, and not a living being. To attempt to make a good singer by a Musical Key, is like undertaking to make a good reader by filling the pages of a school-book with em- phatic words and the different inflections. The way to teach reading, is to train mind — to introduce the learner to the soul of the author ; and when this is done, any one can read. So it is in singing. A Psalm or Hymn must be comprehen- ded, fell and loved, and then, and not till then, it can be sung. The heart must sympathize with the author and kin- dle with his poetic fire, and the voice will sympathize with the heart. Let the song be a good one, and its sentiments be comprehended, and the appropriate emotions be inspired by it, and " the tongue of the dumb can sing." One single reading of a Psalm or Hymn by the minister, if it be done with propriety, pathos, and power, will do more to regidate musical expression, than all the lifeless marks that ever mar- red the beautiful typography of a Book of Holy Songs. NATHAN S. S. BEMAN. Troy, June 29, 1841. PSALMS 1 FIRST PART, L. M. The Righteous and the Wicked. 1 HAPPY the man whose cautious feet, Shun the broad way that sinners go \, Who hates the place "where atheists meet, And fears to talk as scoffers do. 2 He loves to employ his morning light Among the statutes of the Lord-: And spends the wakeful hours of night, With pleasure pondering o'er the word. 3 He, like a plant by gentle streams, Shall flourish in immortal green ; And heaven will shine with kindest beams, On every work his hands begin. 4 But sinners find their counsels crossed : As chaff before the tempest flies, So shall their hopes be blown and lost — When the last trumpet shakes the skies. 1 SECOND PART, L. M. The Prospects of the Saint and the Sinner. 1 THRICE happy he who shuns the way, That leads ungodly men astray : Who fears to stand where sinners meet, Nor with the scorner takes his seat. 2 The law of God is his delight ; That cloud by day, that fire by night, Shall be his comfort in distress, And guide him through life's wilderness. 3 His works shall prosper : he shall be A fruitful, fair, unwith'ring tree, That planted where the river flows, Nor drought, nor frost, nor mildew knows. 4 Not so the wicked ; they are cast Like chaff upon the whirlwind's blast : 2 14 PSALMS. In judgment thev shall quake for dread, Nor with the righteous lift their head. 1 C. M. The end of the Righteous and the Wicked. 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 delight ; By day he reads or hears the word, And meditates by night. 3 He, like a plant of generous kind By living waters set, Safe from the storms and blasting wind, Enjoys a peaceful state. 4 Green as the leaf, and ever fair Shall his profession shine ; While fruits of holiness appear Like clusters on the vine. 5 Not so the impious and unjust ; What vain designs they form ! Their hopes are blown away like dust, Or chaff before the storm. 6 Sinners in judgment shall not stand Among the sons of grace, When Christ the Judge, at his right hand, Appoints his saints a place. 1 S.M. The Saint happy, the Sinner miserable. 1 THE man is ever blest, Who shuns the sinner's ways ; Among their councils never stands, Nor takes the scomer's place : 2 But makes the law of God, His study and delight, Amidst the labors ofthe day, And watches of the night. 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. PSALMS 15 4 Not so th' ungodly race ; They no such blessings find : Th°ir hopes shall flee like empty chaff Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment seat, Wh^re all the saints, at Christ's right hand. In full assembly meet. 2 FIRST" PART. C. M. Christ exalted and his Enemies teamed. 1 WHY did the nations join to slay The Lord's anointed Son? Why did they cast his laws away, And tread his gospel down ? 2 The Lord, who sits above the skies, Derides their rage below : He speaks with vengeance in his eyes, And strikes their spirits through. 3 " I call him my beloved Son, And raise him from the dead ; I make my hjly hill his throne, And wide his kingdom spread." 4 Be wise, ye riders of the earth, Obey the anointed Lord ; Adore the King of heavenly birth, And tremble" at his word. 5 "With humble love address his throne ; For if he frown, ye die ; Tho-e are secure, and those alone, Who on his grace rely. 2 SECOXD PART. C. M. Prayer for the kingdotn of Christ. 1 FATHER, is not thv promise pledg'd To thine exalted Son, That through the nations of the earth, Thy word of life shall run ? 2 " A;k, and I give the heathen lands For thine inheritance, And to the world's remotest shores Thine empire shall advance." 3 Hast thou not said the blinded Jews Shall their Redeemer own ; 18 PSALMS. While Gentiles to his standard crowd. And bow before his throne ? 4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes, and tongues* Beneath the expanse of heav'n, To the dominion of thy Son, With all their millions giv'n ? 5 From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name ador'd : The world, through all its nations shout, Hosannas to the Lord. 2 FIRST PART, S. M. Christ dying and rising. 1 MAKER and sov'reign Lord Of heav'n, and earth, and seas, Thy providence confirms thy word, And answers thy decrees. 2 The things so long foretold By David, are fulfill'd, When Jews and Gentiles join to slay Jesus, thine holy child. 3 Why did the Gentiles rage And Jews with one accord, Bend all their counsels to destroy Th' Anointed of the Lord ? 4 Rulers and Kings agree To form a vain design ; Against the Lord their pow'rs unite, Against his Christ they join. 5 The Lord derides their rage, And will support his throne ; He that hath rais'd him from the dead, Hath own'd him for his Son. 2 SECOND PART, S. M. Christ ascending and reigning. 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 : Far as the world's remotest ends, His kingdom shall advance. PSALMS. 17 3 The nations that rebel Must feel his iron rod: He'll vindicate those honors well, Which he received from God. 4 Be wise, ye rulers, now, And worship at his throne : Widi trembling joy, ye people, bow To God's exalted Son. 5 If once his wrath arise, Ye perish on the place : But blessed is the soul that flies For refuge to his grace. 3 FIRST PART, L. M- A Morning Psalm. 1 O LORD, how many are my foes, In this weak state of flesh and blood, My 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 ; Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh 3 Supported by thy heavenly aid, I iaid me down, and slept secure ; 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 : He raised my head to see the light, And make his praise my morning song, 3 SECOND PART, L. M. God our Defence. 1 THE tempter to my soul hath said, " There is no* help in God for thee ;" Lord, lift thou up thy sen-ant's head, My glory, shield and solace be. 2 Thus to the Lord I raised my ciy, He heard me from his holy hill ; At his command the waves rolled by ; He beckon'd, and the winds were still. 3 I slept in quiet, and awoke ; The Lord my spirit did sustain 2* 18 PSALMS. Bright from the east, the morning broke, Thy comforts rose on me again. 4 I will not fear though armed throngs, Compass my steps in all their wrath ; Salvation to the Lord belongs, His presence guards his people's path. 3 FIRST PART, C. M. Doubts and Fears suppressed. 1 MY God, how many are my fears ! How fast my foes increase ! Conspiring my eternal death, They break my present peace. 2 But thou, my glory and my strength, Shalt on the tempter tread ; Shalt silence all my threatening guilt, And raise my drooping head. 3 I cried, and from his holy hill He bowed a listening ear ; I called my Father and my God; And he subdued my fear. 4 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes ; I awoke and wondere d at the grace, That guarded my repose. 5 What though the host of death and hell, All armed against me stood ; Terrors no more shall shake my soul ; My refuge is my God. 3 SECOND PART, C. M. A Morning Song. 1 LORD of my life, Oh may thy praise Employ my noblest powers, Whose goodness lengthens out my days, And fills the circling hours. 2 Preserved by thine almighty arm, I pass'd the shades of night, Secure and safe from every harm, And see returning light. 3 While many spent the night in sighs, And restless pains and woes, In gentle sleep, I closed my eyes, And undisturbed repose. PSALMS. 19 4 When sleep death's image e'er me spread, And I unconscious lay, Thy watchful care was round my bed, To guard my feeble clay. 5 Oh let the same almighty care My waking hours attend ; From every danger, every snare My heedless steps defend. 6 Smile on my minutes as they roll, And guide my future days ; And let thy goodness fill my soul With gratitude and praise. 4 FIRST PART, L. M. God our Portion and Hope. 1 O GOD of grace and righteousness, Hear and attend, when I complain ; Thou hast enlarged me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try, To turn my glory into shame ; How long will scoffers love to he, And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? 3 Know that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside : He hears the cry of penitents, For the dear sake of Christ who died. 4 When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in God alone, And glory in his pardoning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say, " Who will bestow some earthly good ?" But, Lord, thy light and love we pray 5 Our souls desire this heavenly food. 4 SECOND PART, L. M. Evening Song. 1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ! Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath the shadow of thy wings. 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, The ills that I this day have done ; 20 PSALMS. That with the world, myself, and thee, My soul, this night, at peace may be. 3 Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; Teach me to die, that so I may Rise glorious at the judgment day. 4 O may my faith on thee repose ; May gentle sleep mine eyelids close, That shall my frame more vig'rous make, To serve my God when I awake. 5 Lord, let my soul for ever share The bliss of thy paternal care ; 'Tis heav'n on earth, 'tis heav'n above, To see thy face, and sing thy love. 4 FIRST PART, C. M. Evening Devotion. 1 LORD, thou wilt hear me when I pray ; I am for ever thine : I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head From cares and business free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening sacrifice ; And when my work is done, Great God, my faith and 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. 4 SECOND PART, C. M. God the chief good. 1 IN vain the erring world inquires For some substantial good ; While earth confi.ies their low desires, They live on airy food. 2 Illusive dreams of happiness Their eager thoughts employ ; They wake, convinc'd their boasted bliss Was visionary joy. PSALMS. 21 8 Not all the good which earth bestows, Can fill th' immortal mind ; Its highest joys have mingled woes, And leave a sting behind. 4 Begone ye gilded vanities ; I seek the only good : To real bliss my wishes rise, The favor of my God. 5 Immortal joy thy smiles impart : Heaven dawns in ev'ry ray ; One glimpse of thee can cheer my heart, And turn my night to day. 6 Grant, O my God, this one request, Oh, be thy love alone My ample portion — here I rest, For heaven is in the boon. 5 L. M. A Morning Invocation. 1 AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run ; Shake off dull sloth — and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. 2 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, Who all night long unwearied sing High praises to the eternal King. 3 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me 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 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. 5 FIRST PART, C. M. For the Lord's Day Morning. 1 LORD, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high ; 22 PSALMS. To thee will I direct my pray'r, To thee lift up mine eye. 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone To plead for all his saint?, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and our complaints. 3 Thou art a God, before whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right' hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there ; I will frequent thine holy court, And worship in thy fear. 5 O may thy Spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ! Make ev'ry path of duty straight, And plain before my face. 5 SECOND PART, C. M. Morning Devotion. 1 SOON as the morning rays appear I'll lift my eyes above : My voice shall reach thy list'ning ear, And supplicate thy love. 2 Within thy house my voice shall rise Before thy mercy seat ; There will I fix my steadfast eyes, And worship at thy feet. 3 Thy righteousness, thy strength display, And my protection be : Teach me to know that only way, Which leads to heaven and thee. 6 L. M. Temptation in Sickness overcome. 1 LORD, I can puller thy rebukes When thou with kindness dost chastise ; But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear, O let it not against me rise ! 2 Pity my languishing estate, And ease the sorrows which I feel ; The wounds thine heavy hand hath made, O let thy gentler touches heal ! PSALMS. 23 3 See how in sighs I pass my days, And waste in groans the weary night ; My bed is watered with my tears ; My grief consumes and dims my sight. 4 Look, how the pow'rs of nature mourn ! How long, Almighty God, how long ? When shall thine hour of grace return ? When shall I make thy grace my song ? 5 Begone, ye tempters, from my soul ; And all despairing thoughts depart ; My God, who hears my humble moan, Will ease my flesh and cheer my heart. 6 FIRST PART, C. M. Pleading in Sickness. 1 IN anger, Lord, rebuke me not ; Withdraw the dreadful storm : Nor let thy fury bum so hot Against a feeble worm. 2 My soul's bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with pain oppressed, My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ; I waste the night with cries, And count the minutes as they pass, Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still afflicted more ? My eyes consumed with grief? How long, my God, how long before Thy hand afford relief ? 5 Oh, hear, while dust and ashes speak, Restore my fainting breath ; And save me for thy mercy's sake, From the dark shades of death ! 6 SECOND PART, C. M. Prayer under Rebukes. 1 IN mercy, not in wrath, rebuke Thy feeble worm, my God ! My spirit dreads thine angry look, And trembles at thy word. 2 Have mercy, Lord, for I am weak Regard my heavy groans I 24 PSALMS. Oh let thy voice of comfort speak, And heal my broken bones. 3 By day my heavy beating head Is filled with anxious fears : By night upon my restless bed, I weep a flood of tears. 4 Thus I sit desolate and mourn : Mine eyes grow dim with grief. How long, my Lord, ere thou return, And bring my soul relief? 5 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 ? 6 THIRD PART, C. M. Pleading for Mercy. 1 MERCY alone can meet my case : For mercy, Lord, I cry : Oh, my Redeemer, show thy face In mercy, or I die. 2 Save, me, for none beside can save c At thy command I tread, With failing step, life's stormy wTave ; Thy wave goes o'er my head. 3 I perish and my doom were just ; But wilt thou leave me ? No : I hold thee fast, my hope, my trust ; I will not let thee go ! 4 Still sure to me thy promise stands And ever must abide : Behold it written on thy hands, And graven on thy side. 5 To this, this only will I cleave ; Thy word is all my plea ; That word is truth, and I believe :— Have mercy, Lord, on me. 6 7s. Prayer in Affliction. 1 GENTLY, gently lay thy rod On my sinful head, 0 God ! Stay thy wrath, in mercy stay, Lest I sink beneath its sway. PSALMS. 25 2 Heal me for my flesh is weak : Heal me, for thy grace I seek. This my only plea I make ; Heal me for thy mercy's sake. 3 Who within the silent grave Shall proclaim thy power to save ? Lord, my sinking soul reprieve : Speak, and I shall rise and live. 4 Lo ! he comes — he heeds my plea : Lo ! he comes — the shadows flee ; Glory round me dawns once more ; Rise, my spirit, and adore. L. M. God the Righteous Judge. 1 THE Lord is judge — before his throne All nations shall his justice own : 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 ; Pierces 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 : Then, when thine arm the just shall save, My life shall triumph o'er the grave. C. M. God's Care of his People in Persecution. 1 MY trust is in my Heavenly Friend, My hope in thee, my God : Rise, and my helpless life defend, From those who seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear : As hungry lions rend the prey, When no deliverer's near. 3 If I have e'er provoked them first, Or once abused my foe ; Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honor low. 4 If there were malice hid nxmej I know thy piercing eyes ; 3 S6 PSALMS. I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask. my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power control ; Awake to judgment, and command Deliverance for my soul. 8 FIRST PART, L. M. The hosanna of the children. 1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies, Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread, And thine eternal glories rise O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made, 2 To thee the voices of the young, A monument of honor raise ; And babes, with uninstructed tongue, Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground ; To still the bold blasphemer's rage, And all their policies confound. 4 Children amidst thy temple throng, To see their great Redeemer's face ; The son of David is their song, And young hosannas fill the place. § SECOND PART, L. M. Christ and Adam. 1 LORD, what was man, when made at first, Adam the offspring of the dust, That thou should' st set him and his race But just below an angel's place ? 2 That thou should'st raise his nature so, And make him lord of all below ; Make every beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet? 3 But O, what brighter glories wait To crown the second Adam's state ! What honors shall thy Son adorn Who condescended to be born ! 4 See him below his angels made, Behold him numberea with the dead, To save a ruined world from sin ; But he shall reign with power divine. PSALMS. 27 5 The world to come, redeemed from all The miseries that attend the fall, New made and glorious, shall submit At our exalted Saviour's feet. I THIRD PART, L. M. Chrisfs condescension and glorification. 1 O LORD, our Lord, in power divine How great is thy illustrious name ! Through all the earth thy glories shine, Plac'd high above the heav'nly frame ! 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 sins to bear. 3 But, lo ! thy power exalts him high, In glorious dignity enthron'd : He bears our nature to the sky : O'er all thy works the Ruler crown' d. 4 Jesus our Lord, in power divine, How great is thy illustrious name! Through all the earth thy glories shine ; Let the whole earth resound thy fame. \ FIRST PART, C. M. Creation and Redemption. 1 O LORD our God, how wond'rous great Is thine exalted name ! The glories of thy heavenly state Let men and babes proclaim. 2 When I behold thy works on high, The moon that rules the niffht, And shining stars that grace the sky, Those moving worlds of light ; 3 Lord, what is man or all his race, Who dwells so far below, That thou should visit him with grace, And love his nature so ? 4 That thine eternal Son should bear To take a mortal form, Made lower than his angels are, To save a dying worm ? 5 Yet while he liv'd on earth unknown, And men would not adore, 28 PSALMS. Behold obedient Nature own His Godhead and his power. 6 Let him be crowned with majesty, Who bowed his head in death ; And be his honors sounded high By all things that have breath. 8 SECOND PART, C. M. God's Condescension. 1 O LORD, my King, how excellent Thy name on earth is known ! Thy glory in the firmament, How wonderfully shown ! 2 When I behold the heavens on high, The work of thy right hand ; The moon and stars amid the sky, Thy lights in every land : 3 Lord, what is man, that thou shouldst deign On him to set thy love ; Give him, awhile on earth to reign, Then fill a throne above ! 4 O Lord, how excellent thy name, How manifold thy ways ! Let time thy saving truth proclaim ; Eternity thy praise. 8 S. M. God's grace to men. 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, In all their shining forms, Lord, what is man, that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms ? 4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou should'st love him so ? Next to thine angels he is placed, And lord of all below. PSALMS. 29 5 How rich thy bounties are ! And wond'rous are thy ways : Of dust and worms thy power can frame A monument of praise. 8 7s. The Praises of Children. 1 GLORY to the Father give : - God in whom we move and live : Children's prayers he deigns to hear ; Children's songs delight his ears. 2 Glory to the Son we bring, Christ our prophet, priest and king, Children raise your sweetest strain To the Lamb, for he was slain. 3 Glory; to the Holy Ghost : Be this day a Pentecost : Children's minds may he inspire ; Touch their lips with holy fire. 4 Glory in the highest be To the blessed Trinity, For the gospel from above, For the word, that " God is love." 9 FIRST PART, C. M. Wrath and mercy from the judgment seat. 1 WITH my whole heart I'll raise my song Thy wonders Til proclaim ; Thou, sov'reign 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 righeousness, And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor oppressed, To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 The men who know thy name will trust In thine abundant grace ; For thou didst ne'er forsake the just, Who humbly sought thy face. 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's hill, 3* 30 PSALMS. Who executes his threat'ning word, And doth his grace fulfil. 9 SECOND PART, C. M. The wisdom and equity of Providence. 1 WHEN the great Judge, supreme and just Shall once inquire for blood, The humble souls that mourn in dust Shall find a faithful God. 2 He from the fearful <*ates of death Does his own children raise : On Zion's hill with tuneful breath, They sing their Father's praise. 3 Tho' 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, To judge and save the poor; Let nations tremble at thy feet, And man prevail no more. 10 L. M. Jehovah, the Avenger of the Oppressed. 1 JEHOVAH reigns — your tribute bring ; Proclaim the Lord, th eternal King : Crown him, ye saints, with holy joy, His arm shall 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, 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. 4 The Lord shall save th' afflicted breast, His arm shall vindicate the oppressed ; Earth's mightiest tyrant feci his power, Nor sin, nor Satan grieve them more. 10 FIRST PART, C. M. Prayer heard, and Saints saved. 1 WHY does the Lord stand off so far ! And why conceal his face, PSALMS. 31 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? 3 Arise, O God, lift up thine hand ; Attend our humble cry ; No enemy shall dare to stand When God ascends on high. 4 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray, And cause thine ear to hear : Hearken to what thy children say, And put the world in fear. 10 SECOND PART, G M. The God of the Fatherless. 1 HEAR, Lord, the song of praise and prayer, In heaven thy dwelling place, From children made the public care, And taught to seek thy face. 2 Thanks for thy word, and for thy day ; And grant us we implore, Never to waste in sinful play, Thy holy Sabbaths more. 3 Thanks that we hear — but oh, impart To each desires sincere, That we may listen with our heart, And learn as well as hear. 4 Wisdom and bliss thy word bestows — A sun which ne'er declines : Oh, be thy mercy showered on those Who placed us where it shines. 11 L. M. God, the refuge of the Saints. 1 MY refuge is the God of love : Why do my foes insult and cry, " Fly, like a tim'rous trembling dove, To distant woods or mountains fly?" 2 The Lord in heav'n has fix'd his throne ; His eye surveys the world below : To him all mortal things are known : His eye-lids search our spirits through. 33 PSALMS. 3 If he afflicts his saints so far To prove their love and try their grace, What may the bold transgressors fear : His soul abhors their wicked ways. 4 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls, Whose thoughts and actions are sincere And with a gracious eye beholds The men that his own image bear. 12 C. M. Prayer in times of wickedness. 1 HELP, Lord, for men of virtue fail, Religion loses ground ; The sons of violence prevail, And treacheries abound. 2 Their oaths and promises they break, Yet act the flatterer's part : With fair deceitful lips they speak, And with a double heart. 3 Lord, when iniquities abound, And impious men grow bold, When faith is rarely to be found, And love is waxing cold, — 4 Is not thy chariot rolling on ? Hast thou not given the sign ; May we not rest and live upon A promise so divine ? 5 "Yes," saith the Lord, "now will I rise, And make oppressors flee ; I shall appear to their surprise, And set my servants free," 6 Like silver in the furnace tried, Thy word shall still endure ; The men that in thy truth confide, Shall find the promise sure. 13 L. M. Help in God alone. 1 HOW long, O Lord, shall I complain, Like one that seeks his God in vain ? How long my soul thine absence mourn, And still aespair of thy return ? 2 How long shall my poor troubled breast Be with these anxious thoughts opprest T PSALMS. S3 If thou withhold thy heav'nly light, I sleep in everlasting night 3 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief, Thy mercy now shall end my grief; For 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 My cheerful voice to songs of praise. 13 C. M. Hope in darkness. 1 HOW long wilt thou conceal thy face, My God how long delay ? When shall I feel those heav'nly rays That chase my fears away ? 2 How long shall my poor lab'ring soul, Wrestle and toil in vain ? Thy word can all my foes control, And ease my raging pain. 3 Be thou my sun and thou my shield, My soul in safety keep ; Make haste before mine eyes are seal'd In death's eternal sleep. 4 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace, Whence all my comforts spring ; I shall employ my lips in praise ; And thy salvation sing. 13 7s. Pleading for Mercy. 1 LORD of mercy, just and kind, Wilt thou ne'er my guilt forgive ? Never shall my troubled mind In thy kind remembrance live ? 2 Lord, how long shall Satan's art Tempt my harrassed soul to sin, Triumph o'er my humbled heart, Fears without and guilt within ? 3 Lord, my God, thine ear incline, Bending to the prayer of faith ; Cheer my eyes with light divine, Lest I sleep the sleep of death. 34 PSALMS. 4 But on mercy I rely — Mercy, heavenly Lord, impart : Mercy brings salvation nigh ; Mercy shall rejoice my heart. 5 Lord, I lift my voice in praise, All thy bounty to adore ; From eternity thy grace Flows, increasing evermore. 14 FIRST PART, C. M. All men Sinners. 1 FOOLS, 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, 2 The Lord, from his celestial throne, Look'd down on things below To find the man who 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 Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease : How swift to mischief are their feet ? Nor know the paths of peace. 5 Such seeds of sin— that bitter root- In ev'ry heart are found ; Nor can they bear diviner fruit, Till grace refine the ground. 14 SECOND PART, C. M. The folly of Sinners. 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. PSALMS. 35 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just ? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust ; Great God, confound their pride. 4 Oh ! that the joyful day were come To finish our distress ! — When God shall bring his children home Our songs shall never cease. 14 7s and 6s. The salvation of Israel. 1 OH that the Lord's salvation Were out of Zion come, To heal his ancient nation, To lead his outcasts home. How long the holy city Shall heathen feet profane ? Return, O Lord, in pity : Rebuild her walls again. 2 Let fall thy rod of terror : Thy saving grace impart ; Roll back the veil of error ; Release the fettered heart. Let Israel home returning, Their lost Messiah see ; Give oil of joy for mourning, And bind thy church to thee. 15 L. M. The citizen of Zion. 1 WHO shall ascend thy heav'nly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face ? The man that minds religion now, And humbly walks with God below : 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean ; Whose lips still speak the thing they mean ; No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; He hates to do his neighbor wrong. 3 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face ; And doth to all men still the same That he would hope or wish from them. 4 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone : 36 PSALMS. This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, widi thee. 15 C, M. The character of the Saint. 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 that walks in pious ways, And works with righteous hands ; That trusts his Maker's promised grace, 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 all that 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 : This man shall dwell with God on earth, And find his heaven secure. 15 7s. The heir of Heaven. 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 wanned ; He, whose will to thine conformed, Bids his life unsullied run ; He, whose words and thoughts are one. 3 He, who shuns the sinner's road, Loving those who love their God ; 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, And thy choicest blessings share. PSALMS. 37 16 FIRST PART, L. M. 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. 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 saint3 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 give their hours to noise and wine ; I love the men of heavenly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. 16 SECOND PART, L. M. Death and the Resurrection. 1 WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong, His arm is my almighty prop ; Be glad my heart, rejoice my tongue, My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 2 Though in the dust I lay my head ; Yet gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead, Nor lose thy children in the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off the dust and rise on high ; Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way, Up to thy throne above the sky. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ; And full discov'ries of thy grace Which we but tasted here below, Spread heav'nlyjoys through all the place. 16 FIRST PART, C. M. Support and Council from God. 1 LET heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood or stone ; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. 4 38 PSALMS. 2 His hand provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup ; Much am I pleased with present good, But more rejoice in hope. 3 God is my portion and my joy ; His councils are my light ; He gives me sweet advice by day, And gentle hints by night. 4 My soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-see inof eye ; Not death, nor hell, my hope shall move, While such a friend is nigh. 16 SECOND PART, C. M. The Death and Resurrection of Christ. 1 " I SET the Lord before my face, He bears my courage up ; My heart and tongue their joys express, My flesh shall rest in hope. 2 " My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave, Where souls departed are ; Nor quit my body to the grave, To see corruption there. 3 " Thou wilt reveal the path of fife, And raise me to thy throne ; Thy courts immortal pleasure give, Thy presence joys unknown." 4 Thus in the name of Christ the Lord, The holy David sung, And Providence fulfills the word Of his prophetic tongue. 5 Jesus, whom every saint adores, Was crucified and slain : Behold, the tomb its prey restores ! Behold, he lives again ! 6 When shall my feet arise and stand On heaven's eternal hills ? There sits the Son at God's right hand, And there the Father smiles. 17 L. M. Prospect of the Righteous. 1 WHAT sinners value, I resign ; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; PSALMS. 39 I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 2 This life's a dream — an empty show ; But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere ; When shall I wake, and find me there ? 3 O glorious hour ! — O blest abode ! I shall be near, and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of my soul. 4 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound : Then burst the chains, with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour's image rise. 17 S. M. The prospects of the Saint and Sinner. 1 ARISE, my gracious God, And make the wicked flee ; They are but thy chastising rod To drive thy saints to thee. 2 Behold the sinner dies — His haughty words are vain ; Here, in this life, his pleasure lies, And all beyond is pain. 3 Then let his pride advance, And boast of all his store ; The Lord is my inheritance, My soul can wish no more. 4 I shall behold the face Of my forgiving God ; And stand complete in righteousness, Washed in my Saviour's blood, 5 There's a new heaven begun, When I awake from death — Dressed in the likeness of thy Son, And draw immortal breath. 18 FIRST PART, L. M. Deliverance from Despair. 1 THEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, My rock, my tower, my high defence ; Thy mighty arm shall be my trust, For I have found salvation thence, 40 PSALMS. 2 Death, and the terrors of the grav , Stood round me with their dismal shade ; While floods of high temptation rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the op'ning gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, Which none but they that feel, can tell, While I was hurried to despair. 4 In my distress, I called my God, When I could scarce believe him mine ; He bowed his ear to my complaint, And proved his saving grace divine. 5 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 SECOND PART, L. M. The reward of sincerity. 1 LORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere, Hast made thy truih 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 stragglings in my breast ! But through thy grace, that reigns within, I guard against my darling sin. 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 ihan they ; Bat men that love revenge shall know God hath an arm of vengeance too. 18 THIRD PART, L. M. Rejoicing in God. 1 JUST are thy ways, and true thy word Great rock of my secure abode : PSALMS. 41 Who is a God beside the Lord ? Or where's a refuge like our God 1 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 ; Sweet is the peace my father gives. 18 FIRST PART, C. M. Victory oter temporal enemies. 1 WE love thee, Lord, and we adore : Now is thine arm revealed ; Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tower, Our bulwark and our shield. 2 We fly to our eternal Rock, And find a sure defence : His holy name our lips invoke, And draw salvation thence. 3 When God, our leader, shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms, The lightning of his spear ? 4 He rides upon the winged wind ; And angels in array, In millions wait to know his mind, And swift as flames obey. 5 He speaks, and at his fierce rebuke Whole armies are dismay'd ; His voice, his power, his angry look Strike all their courage dead. 6 Oft has the Lord whole nations bless'd For his own children's sake ; The powers, that give his people rest, Shall of his care partake. 18 SECOND PART, C. M. 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, 4* 43 PSALMS. 2 On cherubim and seraphim Full royally lie rode, And on the wings of mighty winds. Came flying all abroad. 3 He sat serene upon the floods, Their fury to restrain ; And he, as sovereign Lord and King, For evermore shail reign. 18 8s and 7.s. Christ triumphant. 1 LO ! the Lord Jehovah liveth ! He's my rock, I bless his name : He, my God, salva tion giveth ; All ye lands, exalt his fame. 2 God, Mesiah'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, God supports him to the skies. 4 Jesus, hail ! enthroned in glory, There for ever to abide ; All the heavenly host adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side. 19 FIRST PART, L. M. Nature and Revelation. 1 THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days thy pow'r confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise, Round the whole earth, and never stand So when thy truth began its race, It touch' d and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, 'Till thro' the world thy truth has run ; PSALMS. 43 'Till Christ has all the nations blest, That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ; Bless the dark world with heav'nly light ; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renew'd, and sins forgiv'n : Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to hcav'n. 19 SECOND PART, L. M. The language of the Heavens. 1 \ HE spacious firmament on high, With ail the blue ethereal sky, . id spangled heav'ns a shn.ing frame, Tneir great Original proclaim. 2 Th' unwearied sun from day to da}-, Does his Creators power display ; And publishes to every land, The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; And nightly, to the list'ning earth, Repeats the story of her birth : — 4 While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What, tho' in solemn silence, all Move round this dark terrestrial ball — What, though no real voice nor sound, Amid their radiant orbs is found ? 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing as they shine, " The hand that made us is divine." 19 THIRD PART, L. M. Starry Heavens. 1 THY glory, Lord, the heav'ns declare, The firmament displays thy skill : The changing clouds, the viewless air, Tempest and calm, thy word fulfil. 44 PSALMS. 2 Though voice nor sound inform the ear, Well known the language of their song, When one by one the stars appear, Led by the silent moon along. 3 Waked by thy touch, the morning sun Comes like a bridegroom from his bow'r, And like a giant, glad to run His bright career with speed and pow'r. 4 While these transporting beauties shine, Gems of the great creation's Lord ; Glory eternal, joy divine, Spring from the treasures of thy word. 19 C. M. Divine Revelation. 1 THY law is perfect, Lord of light, Thy testimonies sure ; The statutes of thy realm are right, And thy commandments pure. 2 Holy, inviolate thy fear, Enduring as thy throne ; Thy judgments, chast'ning, or severe, Justice and truth alone. 3 Let these, O God, my soul convert, And make thy servant wise ; Let these be gladness to my heart, The day-spring to mine eyes. 4 By these, may I be warned betimes ; Who knows the guile within ? Lord, save me from presumptuous crimes, Cleanse me from secret sin. 5 So may the words my lips express, The thoughts that throng my mind, O Lord, my strength and righteousness, With thee acceptance find. 19 FIRST PART, S. M. The books of nature and scripture. 1 BEHOLD the lofty sky Declares its maker, God, And all his starry worlds on high, Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same : PSALMS. 45 While night to dav, and day to night, Divinely teach his name. 3 In ev'ry diff'rent land Their gen'ral voice is known ; They show the wonders of his hand, And orders of his throne. 4 Ye christian lands, rejoice ! Here he reveals his word ; _ We are not left to nature's voice, To bid us know the Lord. 5 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit ; His promises for ever sure, And his rewards are great. 6 While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim ; Accept the praise my God, my King, In my Redeemer's name. 19 SECOND PART, S. M. The gospel; for the Sabbath. 1 BEHOLD the morning sun Begins his glurious way ; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey. 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner lighf ; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight. 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ; For ever sure thy promise, Lord, And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions giv'n ! O may I never read in vain, But find the path to heav'n. 19 THIRD PART, S. M. Prayer and Praise. 1 I HEAR thy word with love, And I would fain obey ; Send thy good Spirit from above To guide me, lest I stray. 46 PSALMS. 2 0 who can ever find The errors 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. 4 While, with my heart and tongue I spread thy praise abroad ; Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God. 19 L. P. M. The excellency of the Scriptures. 1 I LOVE the volumes of thy word ; What light andjoy these leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest ! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discov'ries of thy law The perfect rules of life I draw : These are my study and delight ! Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold that has the furnace past, Appears so pleasing to the sight. 3 Thy threat' nings wake my slumb'ring ey( And warn me where my danger 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. 4 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 vaim 19 7s and 6s. The glory of God in Nature. 1 THE heavens declare his glory, Their Maker's skill the skies; Each day repeats the story, And night to night replies. PSALMS. 47 Their silent proclamation Throughout the earth is heard ; The record of creation, The page of nature's word. 2 There from his bright pavilion Like eastern bridegroom clad, Hailed by earth's thousand million, The sun sets forth ; — right glad, His glorious race commencing, The mighty giant seems ; Through the vast round dispersing His all-pervading beams. 3 So pure, so soul-restoring, Is truth's diviner ray ; A brighter radiance pouring Than all the pomp of day. The wand'rer surely guiding, It makes the simple wise ; And evermore abiding, Unfailing joy supplies. 4 Thy word is richer treasure Than lurks within the mine ; And daintiest fare less pleasure Yields, than this food divine. How wise each kind monition ! Led by thy counsels, Lord, How safe the saint's condition, How great is his reward. 5 But past transgressions pain me : Lord, cleanse my heart within ; And evermore restrain me From all presumptuous sin. So let my whole behaviour, Thoughts, words and actions, be, O God, my strength and Saviour, Acceptable to thee. 20 L. M. God our defence. 1 NOW may the God of power and grace Attend his people's humble cry ! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And brings deliverance from on high. 2 Well he remembers all our sighs, His love exceeds our best deserts : 43 PSALMS. His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans and broken hearts. 3 Some trust in horses trained for war, And some of chariots make their boasts; Our surest expectations are From thee, the Lord of heavenly hosts. 4 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear, Now let our hopes be firm and strong, Till thy salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song. 20 C. M. Trust in God. 1 THE Lord unto thy prayer attend, In trouble's darksome hour : The name of Jacob's God defend, • And shield thee by his power ; 2 In thy salvation we '11 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 L. M. Christ exalted to the Throne. 1 DAVID rejoiced in God, his strength, Rais'd to the throne by special grace ; But Christ, the Son, appears at length, Fulfills the triumph and the praise. 2 How great is the Messiah's joy, In the salvation of thy hand ! Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high, And giv'n the world to his command. 3 Around his sacred temples shine Th' Eternal's uncreated rays : All power is his, and grace divine, And length of everlasting days. PSALMS. 49 4 And as a fiery oven glows With raging heat and burning coals ; Thy vengeance shall consume his foes ; Thy wrath devour their guilty souls. 21 C. M. God acknowledged in National Blessings. 1 IN thee, great God, with songs of praise, Our favored realms rejoice ; And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heaven their cheerful voice. 2 In deep distress, our injured land Implored thy power to save ; For life we prayed — thy bounteous hand 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. 4 Thus, Lord, thy wondrous power declare, And still exalt thy fame ; While we glad songs of praise prepare For thine almighty name. 22 L. M. Christ's Svfferings and Exaltation. 1 NOW let our mournful songs record The dying sorrows of our Lord ; When he complained in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, And shook their heads, and laughed in scorn ; " He rescued others frcm the grave ; Now let him try himself to save." 3 They wound his head, his hands, his feet, Till streams of blood each other meet ; By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he died. 4 But God his Father heard his cry ; Reised from the dead, he reigns on high ; The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. 5 50 PSALMS. 22 C. M. Christ's sufferings and victories. 1 " NOW in the hour of deep distress, My God, support thy Son, When horrors dark my soul oppress, Oh leave me not alone !" 2 Thus did our suffering Saviour pray, With mighty cries and tears : God heard him in that dreadful day, And chased away his fears. 3 Great was the victory of his death, His throne's exalted high ; And all the kindreds of the earth, Shall worship — or shall die. 4 A numerous offspring must arise, From his expiring groans ; They shall be reckoned in his eyes For daughters and for sons. 5 The meek and humble soul shall see His table richly spread ; And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed. 6 The isles shall know the righteousness, Of our incarnate God; And nations yet unborn, t Salvation in his blood. 23 FIRST PART, L. M. God our Shepherd. 1 MY Shepherd is the living Lord ; Now shall my wants be well supplied : His providence and holy word Become my safety and my guide. 2 In pastures where salvation grows, He makes me feed, he makes me rest : There living water gently flows, And all the food's divinely blest. 3 Mv wand' ring feet his ways mistake ; But he restores my soul to peace, An'1 leads me for In the fair path? o ness. 4 Though I walk thro' the gloomy vale, Where death and all its terrors are ; PSALMS. 51 My heart and hope shall never fail, For God my shepherd's with me there. 5 Surely the mercies of the Lord Attend his household all their days ; There will I dwell to hear his word, To seek his face, and sing his praise. 23 SECOND PART, L. M. 6 Lines. Jehovah, the Shepherd of his People. 1 THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye : My 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 ; "Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, Amid the verdant landscape flow. 3 Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread, My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still : Thy friendly rod shall give me aid, And guide me thro' the dreadful shade. 4 Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, Thy presence shall my pains beguile : The barren wilderness shall smile, With sudden greens and herbage crowned, And streams shall murmur all around. 23 FIRST PART, C. M. The watchful Shepherd. 1 MY shepherd will supply my need, Jehovah is his name ; In pastures fresh he makes me feed, Beside the living stream. 2 He brings my wandering spirit back, When I forsake his ways ; And leads me for his mercy's sake, In paths of truth and grace. 52 PSALMS. 3 When I walk through the shades of death Thy presence is my stay ; A word of thy supporting breath Drives all my fears away. 4 The sure provisions of my God Attend me all my days ; O may thine house be mine abode, And all my work be praise. 5 There would I find a settled rest, — While others go and come — No more a stranger or a guest, But like a child at home. 23 SECOND PART, C. M. Gratitude and Hope. 1 MY soul, triumphant in the Lord, Proclaim thy joys abroad, And march with holy vigor on, Supported by thy God. 2 Through ev'ry winding maze of life His hand has been my guide ; And, in his long experienced care, My heart shall still confide. 3 His grace through all the desert flows An unexhausted stream ; That grace on Zion's sacred mount, Shall be my endless theme. 4 Beyond the choicest joys of time Thy courts on earth I love ; But on, I burn with strong desire To view thy house above. 5 There join'd with all the shining band, My soul would thee adore ; A pillar in thy temple fixed, To be removed no more. 23 FIRST PART, S. M. The Good Shepherd. 1 THE Lord my shepherd is, I shall be well supplied : Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside ? 2 He leads me to the place, Where heavenly pasture grows, PSALMS. 53 Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 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, I cannot yield to fear ; Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade, My shepherd's wdth me there. 5 Amid surrounding foes Thou dost my table spread ; My cnp with blessings overflows, .And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days ; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. 23 SECOND PART, S. M. The presence of Christ. 1 WHILE my Redeemer's near, My 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. 3 Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore ; And guard me with thy watchful eye, And let me rove no more. 23 lis. The care of the Good Shepherd. 1 THE Lord is my Shepherd, no wTant shall I know, I feed in green pastures, safe folded I rest ; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandring, redeems when oppressed. 2 Thro' the valley and shadow of death, tho' I stray, Since thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear ; Thy rod shall defend me, thy staff be my stay ; No harm can befall, with my comforter near. 5* 54 PSALMS. 3 In the midst of affliction my table is spread ; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er, With oil and perfume thou anointest my head, 0 what shall I ask of thy providence more ! 4 Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, Still fjllow my step', till I meet thee above ; I seek — by the path which my forefathers trod, Thro' the land of their sojourn — .hy kingdom of love. 23 7s. The heavenly Shepherd. 1 TO thy pastures, fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy charge ; And my 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 stream', tha", still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow. 3 Safe the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread; With thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard — and that my guide. 4 Constant, to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shalt attend ; And shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home. 24 FIRST PART, L. M. Saints dwell in Heaven. 1 THIS spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men and worms and beasts and birds ; He raised the building on the sea=, And gave it for their dwelling place. 2 But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky : Who shall ascend that blest abode, And dwell so near his Maker, God ? 3 He who abhors and fears to sin, Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean ; Him shall the Lord the Saviour bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness. 4 These are the men, the pious race, Who seek the God of Jacob's face ; PSALMS. 55 These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. 24 SECOND PART, L. M. Christ's Ascension. 1 RE JOIC E. ye shining worlds on high, Behold the King of glury nigh ! "Who can this King of glury be.? The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 2 Ye heavenly gate?, your leaves display, To make the Lord, "the Saviour, way ; Laden \vi:h spuiis from earth and hell, The Conqueror comes with God to dwell. 3 Raised from the dead, he goes before, He opens heaven's eternal door, To give his saints a blest abode, Near their Redeemer and their God. 24 THIRD PART L. IVI. Christ's Glorification. 1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The powers of hell are capive led, Dragg'd to the portals ot the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; u Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, Ye everlasting doors, give way !'* 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene ; He claims those mansions as his right, Receive the King of Glory in. 4 " Who is the King of Glory, who ?" The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, That sin, and death, and hell o'erthew, 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 srates ! Ye everlasting doors give way !" 6 " Who is the King of Glory, who ?" The Lord of boundless power possest. The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever blest ! 56 PSALMS. 24 C. M. The abode of Saints. 1 THE earth for ever is the Lord's, With Adam's numerous race ; He raised its arches o'er the floods, And built it on the seas. 2 But who among the sons of men May visit thine abode ? He that has hands from mischief clean, Whose heart is right with God. 3 This is the man may rise and take The blessings of "his grace ; This is the lot of those that seek The God of Jacob's face. 4 Now let our soul's immortal powers To meet the Lord prepare, Lift up their everlasting doors, The King of glory's near. 5 The King of glory ! who can tell The wonders of his might ? He rules the nations ; but to dwell With saints is his delight. 24 H. M. Christ exalted to the Throne. 1 GOD is gone up on high, With a triumphant noise, The clarions of the sky, Proclaim the angelic joys ; Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to glory's King. 2 God seen in flesh below, For us he reigns above ; Let all the nations know The Saviour's conquering love. Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to glory's King. 3 All power to our great Lord Is by the Father given ; By angel-hosts adored, He reigns supreme in heaven. Join all on earth, rejoice and sing> Glory ascribe to glory's King* PSALMS. 57 4 High on his holy seat, He bears the righteous sway ; His foes beneath hid feet Shall sink and die away. Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to glory's King. 5 Then all the earth, renewed In righteousness divine, With ail the hosts of God, In one great chorus join. Join all on earth, rejoice and sing, Glory ascribe to glory's King. 24 r 7s. Christ and the Saints in Glory. 1 " Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold, Closed no more by death and sin ; Lo ! the conquering Lord behold ! Let the King of glory in." Hark, the angelic host inquire, " Who is he, the almighty King ?" Hark again, the answering choir Thus in strains of triumph sing : — 2 " He, whose powerful ann alone, On his foes destruction hurled ; He, who hath the victory won, He, who saved a ruined world : — He, who God's pure law fulfilled, Jesus, the incarnate World ; He, whose ttuth 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 for ever here." 25 FIRST PART, S. M. Waiting for pardon and direction. 1 I LIFT my soul to God, My trust is in his name, Let not my foes that seek my blood, Still triumph in my shame. 58 PSALMS. 2 Sin and the powers of hell, Would tempt me to despair ; Lord make me know thy cov'nant well, That I may 'scape the snare. 3 From the first dawning light Till the dark evening rise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait With ever longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways ; And every humble sinner find The methods of his grace. 6 For his own goodness' sake He saves my soul from shame ; He pardons, though my guilt be great, Through my Redeemer's name. 25 SECOND PART, S. M. Divine Teaching. 1 WHERE shall the man be found That fears to offend his God, That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod ? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart, The wonders of his cov'nant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his hand Are truth and mercy still, With such as to his cov'nant stand, And love to do his will. 4 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face, Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. 25 THIRD PART, S. M. Backsliding and repentance. 1 MINE eyes and my desire Are ever to the Lord, PSALMS. 59 I love to plead his promised grace And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul, Bring thy salvation near ; When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare ? 3 When shall the sovereign grace Of my forgiving God, Restore me from those dangerous ways My wandering feet have trod 1 4 With every morning light, My sorrow new begins ; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. 5 0 keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame ; For I have placed my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 25 FOURTH PART, S. M. Pleading for mercy. 1 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 wast ever kind. 3 Let all my youthfid crimes Be blotted out by thee ; And Oh, for thy great goodness' sake, In mercy think on me. 4 His mercy and his truth The righteous Lord displays ; In bringing wandering sinners home, And teaching them his ways. 26 L. M. Self-examination . 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. 60 PSALMS. 2 Among thy saints will I appear With hands well washed in innocence ; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 3 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honors dwell ; There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of wonder tell. 4 Let not my soul be joined at last With men of treachery and blood ; Since I my days on earth have past,( Among the saints, and near my God. 26 FIRST PART, C, M. Delight in the Worship of God. 1 WE love thy holy temple, Lord, For there thou deign' st to dwell ; And there the heralds of thy word Of all thy mercies tell. 2 There, in thy pure and cleansing fount, Washed from each guilty stain, Our souls on wings of faith shall mount To heaven's eternal fane. 3 Around thine altar will we kneel In penitence sincere, A Saviour's mercy deeply feel, And words of pardon hear. 4 Or, mingling with the choral throng, Our joyful voices raise, And pour the full, melodious song, In notes of grateful praise. 26 SECOND PART, C, M. The earthly and heavenly Temple. 1 Blest is the work, O God and King, To praise thy glorious name : By day thy wondrous grace we sing ; By night thy truth proclaim. 2 We hail thy day of rest, O Lord, And seek thy house of prayer, To meet thy saints, to hear thy word, And all thy works declare. 3 Though sensual hearts, unchanged by grace, Such heavenly joys despise, PSALMS. 61 Teach us to love thy dwelling-place, Thy day of rest to prize : 4 Till fixed within thy courts above, Far nobler songs we raise ; Where every heart is filled with love, And every tongue with praise. 26 PI. M. Opening a place of Worship. 1 In sweet exalted snains The King of Glory praise ; O'er heaven and earth he reigns, Through everlasting days ; He with a nod the world controls, Sustains or sinks the distant poles. 2 To earth he bends his throne, His throne of grace divine : Wide is his bounty known, And wide his glories shine ; Fair Salem, still his chosen rest, Is with his smiles and presence blest. 3 Great King of Glory, come, And with thy favor crown This temple as thy dome, This people as thy own : Beneath this roof, O deign to show How God can dwell with men below. 4 Here may thine ears attend Our interceding cries, And grateful praise ascend All-fragrant to the skies : Here may thy word melodious sound, And spread celestial joys around. 5 Here may the attentive throng Imbibe thy ft-uth and love, And converts join the song Of seraphim above ; And willing crowds surround thy board, With sacred joy and sweet accord. 26 7s. The Home of God. 1 SEARCH my heart — my actions prove, Try my thoughts, as they arise ; 62 PSALMS. For thy kindness and thy love Ever are before my eyes. 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. 27 FIRST PART, C, M. The Church our Delight and Safety. 1 THE Lord of glory is my light, And my salvation too ; God is my strength — nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires — O grant me an abode Among the churches of thy saints, The temples of my God. 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still ; Shall hear thy messages of love, And there inquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear, There may his children hide ; God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around ; And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. 27 SECOND PART, C. M. Prayer and Hope. 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." PSALMS. 63 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away ; God of my life, "I fly to thee In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear, Leave me to want, or die ; My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief, Had not my soul believed, To see thy grace provide relief— Nor was my hope deceived. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up ; He'll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. 27 THIRD PART, C. M. God's sanctuary, a refuge. 1 GRANT me within thy courts a place, Among thy saints a seat ; For ever to behold thy face, And worship at thy feet. 2 In thy pavilion to abide, When storms of trouble blow ; And in thy tabernacle hide, Secure from every foe. 3 0 leave me not when griefs assail, And earthly comforts flee ; Should father, mother, kindred fail, My God remember me. 4 Wait on the Lord, with courage wait ; My soul disdain to fear : The righteous Judge is at the gate, And thy redemption near. 2? 7s. God the orphan's hope. 1 WHEN my cries ascend to thee, Hear, Jehovah, from afar; Let thy tender mercies be Still propitious to my prayer. When thou bad'st me seek thy face Quickly did my heart reply, 64 PSALMS. Resting on thy word of grace, " Thee I'll seek, O Lord most high." 2 Should the world deceitful prove And no more its help I share ; Should I lose a father's love, And a mother's tender care ; Then Jehovah's guardian eye Shah my orphan state defend, Shall a parent's place supply, He my guardian, father, friend ! 27 7s and 63. Confidence in God. 1 GOD is ray strong salvation, What foe have I to fear? In darkness and temptation, My light and help is near: Though hosts encamp around me, Firm to the fight I stand; What terror can confound me, With God at my right hand ? 2 Place on the Lord reliance, My soul with cournge wait ; His truth be thine affiance, When faint and desolate : His might thy heart shall strengthen, His love thy joy increase ; Mercy thy days shall lengthen, The Lord will give thee peace. 2§ L. M. Prayer and deliverance from temptation. 1 TO thee, O Loid, I raise my cries, My fervent prayer in mercy hear ; For ruin waits my trembling soul, If thou refuse a gracious ear. 2 While suppliant toward thy holy hill, I lift my feeble hands to pray, Aff -rd thy errace, nor drive me still, With impious hypocrites away. 3 To sons of falsehood that despise, The works and wonders of thy reign, Thy justice gives the due reward, And sinks their souls to endless pain. PSALMS. 65 4 Forever blessed be the Lord, Whose mercy hears my mournful voice ; My heart that trusted in his word, In his salvation shall rejoice. 5 Let every saint in sore distress By faith approach his Saviour God ; Then grant, O Lord, thy pardoning grace, And feed thy church with heavenly food. 28 C. M. Deliverance from evil companions. 1 THE giddy world with flattering tongue Had charmed my soul astray ; And lured my heedless feet to death, Along the flow'ry way. 2 For me they dug the secret pit, And formed the hidden snare ; Thoughtless, I followed where they led, Nor saw desttuction near. 3 My heart with agonizing prayer, Besought the Lord to save ; Unseen, ne seized my trembling hand, And brought me from the grave. 4 He broke the charm which drew my feet To darkness and the dead ; From lips profane, and tongue impure, With trembling steps I fled. 5 Forward I flew to find my God, And seek his face divine ; Restored to peace, to hope, to life, To Zion's friends and mine. 6 My lips thy wondrous works shall sing, My heart adore thy grace ; Thenceforth be love my sweet employ, And aU my pleasure praise. 29 FIRST PART, L. M. Storm and Thunder. 1 GIVE 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, Over the ocean and the land : 6* 66 PSALMS. His voice divides the watery cloud, And lightnings blaze at his command. 3 He speaks, and tempest, hail and wind, Lay the wide forest bare around ; The fearful hart, and frighted hind, Leap at the terror of the sound. 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the stately cedars break ; The mountains tremble at the noise, The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 5 The Lord sits sovereign on the flood ; The Thunderer reigns for ever king ; But makes his church his blest abode, Where we his awful glories sing. 6 In gentler language there the Lord The councils of his grace imparts ; Amidst the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. 29 SECOND PART, L. M. The powerful God. 1 ETERNAL God, eternal King, Ruler of heaven, and earth beneath ; From thee our hopes, our comforts spring; In thee we live, and move, and breathe. 2 Thy word brought forth the flaming sun, The changeful moon, the starry host ; In thine appointed course they run, Till in the final ruin lost. 3 At thy command the storm is dumb : And to the sea thy power hath said, "No further shr't thou dare to come, And here shall thy proud waves be stay'd." 4 Thy sway is known below, above, And full of majesty thy voice ; And as it speaks in wrath or love, The nations tremble or rejoice. 5 The final, awful hour is near, Tune paces on with ceaseless tread, When opening grave 9 thy voice shall hear, And render up the leeping dead. 6 Oh, in that great decisive day, May we be found in Christ, and stand, PSALMS. 67 While flaming worlds shall melt away, Owned and approved at thy right hand. 29 THIRD PART, L. M. Jesus is the universal King. 1 SONS of the mighty ! rise, and bring Your offerings to the eternal King : Own 'tis Jehovah, while you rise, Your glory and your strength supplies. 2 His word, all powerful to fulfill The eternal counsels of his will, With awful majesty array'd, Subdues the world his hand has made. 3 The mountains bow — 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 Jesus is king ! — enthroned on high, He reigns through all eternity ! His glory shall his church increase, With strength divine, and endless peace ! 29 lis. Ascriptions of Glory to God. 1 GIVE glory to God in the highest ; give praise, Ye noble, ye mighty, with joyful accord ; All-wise are his counsels, all-pej.fect his ways, In the beauty of holiness worship the Lord. 2 The voice of the Lord on the ocean is known, The God of eternity thunders abroad ; The voice of the Lord, from the depth of his throne, Is terror and power, all nature is awed. 3 At the voice of the Lord, the tall cedars are bow'd, And towers from their base into ruin are huii'd ; The voice of the Lord from the dark bosom'd cloud, Dissevers the lightning in flames o'er the world. 4 The voice of the Lord, thro' the calm of the wood, Awakens its echoes, strikes light thro' the caves ;, The Lord sitteth King on the turbulent flood; The winds are his servants, his servants the waves. 5 The Lord is the strength of his people ; the Lord Gives health to his chosen, and peace evermore ; Then throng to his temple, his glory record ; But Oh ! when he speaketh — in silence adore. PSALMS. 30 FIRST PART, L. M. Divine Compassion acknowledged. 1 I WILL extol thee, Lord, on high ; At thy command diseases fly ; Who, but a God, can speak and save From the dark borders of the grave ? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints and prove How large his grace — how kind his love ; Let all your powers rejoice, and trace The wondrous records of his grace. 3 His anger but a moment stays ; His love is life, and length of days ; Though grief and tears the night employ, The morning star restores the joy. 30 SECOND PART, L. M. Health, sickness, and recovery. 1 FIRM was my health : my day was bright ; And I presumed t' would ne'er be night: Fondly I said within my heart, Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart. 2 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long; Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 3 I cried aloud to thee, my God, " What canst thou profit by my blood ? Deep in the dust can I declare Thy truth— or sing thy goodness there ? 4 "Hear me, O God of grace," I said, " And bring me from among the dead ;" Thy word rebuked the pains I felt, Thy pard'ning love removed my guilt. 5 My groans and tears, and forms of wo, Are turned to joy and praises now; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 6 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy name ; Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav'n, For sickness healed, and sins forgiv'n. PSALMS. 69 31 FIRST PART, C. M. Deliverance from death. 1 INTO thy hand, O God of truth, My spirit I commit ; Thou hast redeemed my soul from death, And saved me from the pit. 2 "My times are in thy hand," I cried, " Though I draw near the dust ;" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 3 0 make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine ; And save me for thy mercy's sake, For I'm entirely thine. 4 'Twas in my haste my spirit said, " I must despair and die, I am cut off before thine eyes ;" But thou hast heard my cry. 5 Thy goodness, how divinely free ! How wondrous is thy grace, To those who fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises ! 6 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud ; He'il bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud. SI SECOND PART, C. M. Deliverance from slander and reproach 1 MY heart rejoices in thy name. My God, my help, my trust; Thou hast preserved my face from shame, Mine honor from the dust- 2 " My life is spent with grief," I cried, " My years consumed in groans ; My strength decays, mine eyes are dried, And sorrow wastes my bones." 3 Slander and fear on every side Seized and beset me round; I to the throne of grace applied, And speedy rescue found. 4 How great deliverance thou hast wrought, Before the sons of men ! 70 PSALMS. The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boasting vain ! 5 Thy children, from the strife of tongues, Shall thy pavilion hide : Guard them from infamy and wrongs, And crush the sons of pride. 6 Within thy secret presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell ; No fenced city, walled and barred, Secures a saint so well. 31 THIRD PART, C. M. Trust in God as a Father. 1 MY God ! my father ! blissful name ! Oh may I call thee mine ? May I with sweet assurance claim A portion so divine ? 2 This only can my fears control, And bid my sorrows fly : "What harm can ever reach my soul Beneath my father's eye ? 3 Whate'er thy providence denies, I calmly would resign ; For thou art good, and just, and wise, Oh, bend my will to thine. 4 Whate'er thy sacred will ordains, Oh, give me strength to bear ; And let me know my Father reigns, And trust his tender care. 5 If pain and sickness rend this frame, And life almost depart, Is not thy mercy still the same, To cheer my drooping heart? 6 My God ! my Father ! be thy name My solace and my stay ; Oh, wilt thou seal my humble claim, And drive my fears away ? 31 S. M. Security of the Saint. 1 THY goodness, Lord, how great, Eternally the same ! Before the sons of men laid up For those who fear thy name. PSALMS. 71 'hv Thy watchful care shall hide : In the pavilion of thy love, Secure thy saints abide. 3 For ever bless the Lord, His great salvation tell : His loving-kindness ever keeps The city where we dwell. 4 Despond not of his truth, Nor yield to anxious grief: God heard my voice, when in distress I sought — and found relief. 31 7s. God a Rock and Fortress. 1 LORD ! I look for all to thee j Thou hast been a rock to me. Still thy wonted aid afford ; Still be near, my shield, my sword ! I my soul commit to thee, Lord, thy blood has ransomed me. 2 Faint and sinking on my road, Still I cling to thee, my God ! Bending 'neath a weight of woes, Harassed by a thousand foes. Hope still chides my rising fears ; Joys still mingle 'with my tears. 3 On thy word I take my stand, All my times are in thy hand. Make thy face upon me shine : Take me 'neath thy wings divine. Lord ! thy grace is all my trust : Save, Oh save thy trembling dust. 4 Oh what mercies still attend Those who make the Lord their friend. Sweetly, safely shall they 'bide 'Neath his eye, and at his side. Lord ! may this my station be ! Seek it, all ye saints, with me. 32 FIRST PART, L. M. Pardon and obedience. 1 BLEST is the man, for ever blest, Whose gu:lt is pardoned by bis God ; 72 PSALMS. Whose sins with sorrow are confessed, And covered with his Saviour's blood, 2 From guile his lips and heart 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 a bright evidence of grace, Through his whole life appears and shines, 32 SECOND PART, L. M. Confession and Pardon. 1 WHILE I keep silence, and conceal, My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel! What agonies of inward smart ! 2 I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess : Thy gospel speaks a pardoning word, Thy Holy Spirit seals the grace. 3 For this shall every humble soul, Make swift addresses at thy feet; When floods of huge temptation roll, There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, When days grow dark and storms appear ! And when I walk, thy watchful eye Shall guide me safe from every snare. 32 S. M. Forgiveness of Sins. 1 O BLESSED souls are they, Whose sins are covered o'er; Divinely blest, to whom the Lord Imputes their guilt no more. 2 They mourn their follies past, And keep their hearts with care ; Their lips and lives, without deceit, Shall prove their faith sincere. 3 While I concealed my guilt, I felt the festering wound ; Till I confessed my sins to thee, And ready pardon found. PSALMS. 73 4 Let sinners learn to pray, Let saints keep near the throne ; Our help in times of deep distress, Is found in God alone. 33 FIRST PART, C. M. Works of Creation and Providence 1 REJOICE ye righteous in the Lord : This work belongs to you : Simrof his name, his" ways, his word, How holy, just, and true. 2 His mercy and his righteousness Let heaven and earth proclaim : His works of nature and of grace Reveal his wondrous name. 3 His wisdom and almighty word The heavenly arches spread ; And by the Spirit of the Lord Then shining hosts were made. 4 He bade the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep ; The flowing seas their limits know And their own station keep. 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, With fear before him stand : He spake, and nature took its birth, And rests on his command. 6 He scorns the angry nations' rage, And breaks their vain designs : His counsel stands through every age, And in full glory shines. 33 SECOND PART, C. M. Creatures vain, and God all-sufficient. 1 BLEST is the nation, where the Lord Has fixed his gracious throne ; Where he reveals his heavenly word. And calls their tribes his own. 2 His eye, with infinite survey, Does the whole world behold ; He formed us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould. 3 God is our fear, and God our trust, When plagues or famine spread ; 7 74 PSALMS. His watihful eye secures the just, Among ten thousand dead. 4 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, And bless us from thy throne ; For we have made thy word our choice, And trust thy grace alone. 33 L. P. M. Works of Creation and Providence. 1 YE holy souls, in God rejoice, Your Maker's praise becomes your voice, Great is your theme, your songs be new ; Sing of his name, his word, his ways, His works of nature and of grace, How wise and holy, just and true ! 2 Justice and truth he ever loves, And the whole earth his goodness proves ; His word the heavenly arches spread : How wide they shine from north to south ! And by the spirit of his mouth Were all the starry armies made. 3 He gathers the wide-flowing seas, Those watery treasures know their place, In the vast store-house of the deep ; He spake— and gave all nature birth ! And fires and seas, and heaven and earth, His everlasting orders keep. 4 Let mortals tremble, and adore A God of such relistless power, Nor dare indulge their feeble rage : Vain are their thoughts, and weak their hands But his eternal counsel stands, And rules the world from age to age 34 FIRST PART, L. M. God's care of his Saints. 1 LORD, I will bless thee all my days, Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongue : My 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 the eternal God, and he Has not exposed my hope to shame PSALMS. 75 3 I told him all my secret grief, My secret groanings reached his ears : He gave my inward pain relief, And calmed the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the poor lift up their eyes, With radiance mild their faces shine ; A beam of mercy from the skies, Fills them with light and joy divine. 5 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men that serve the Lord; O, fear and love him, all his saints : Taste of his grace and trust his word. 34 SECOND PART, L. M. Religious Education. 1 CHILDREN, in years and knowledge young, Your parents' hope, your parents' joy, Attend the counsels of my tongue, Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 2 If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state ; Restrain your feet from sinful ways, Your lips from slander and deceit. 3 The eyes of God regard his saints, His ears are open to their cries ; He sets his frowning face against The sons of violence and lies. 4 To humble souls and broken hearts, God with his grace is ever nigh ; Pardon and hope his love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie. 5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans, His Son redeems their souls from death ; His Spirit heals their broken bones, They in his praise employ their breath. 34 FIRST PART, C. M. Praise for eminent deliverance. 1 I'LL bless the Lord from day to day ; How good are all his ways ! Ye humble souls that love to pray, Come, help my lips to praise. 2 Sing to the honor of his name, How a poor sinner cried ; 76 PSALMS. Nor was his hope exposed to shame, Nor was his suit denied. 3 I told the Lord my sore distress, With heavy groans and tears ; He gave my sharpest torments ease, And silenced all my fears. 4 0 sinners, come and taste his love, Come learn his pleasant ways, And let your own experience prove The sweetness of his grace. 5 He bids his angels pitch their tents, Round where his children dwell ; What ill their heavenly care prevents, No earthly tongue can tell. 6 0 love the Lord, ye saints of his ; His eye regards the just ; How richly blest their portion is Who make the Lord their trust ! 34 SECOND PART, C. M. Praise for mercies received. 1 THEE will I bless, O Lord, my God, To thee my voice I'll raise, For ever spread thy name 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 grace and strength supply. 34 THIRD PART, C. M. Trusting and praising God. 1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble, and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. PSALMS. 77 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, Till all, that are distressed, From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 3 Oh ! magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his name ; When in distress to him I called, He to my rescue came. 4 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just ; Deliverance he affords to all, Who on his succor trust. 5 Oh ! make but trial of his love, Experience will decide How blest are they, and only they, Who in his truth confide, 6 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 C. M. 6 Lines. Continual Praise. 1 FOREVER will I bless the Lord, Nor cease his praise to speak : My song his goodness shall record, That the oppressed and weak May trust in him who will reward The humble and the meek. 2 He is a God who heareth prayer ; He raised me from the dust : His angel-bands keep station where Dangers would harm the just. Then try his love, and trust his care : Blessed are they who trust. 3 Oh, fear the Lord, ye saints of his ; Make himyour trust and dread : Then cast off every care but this ; For he will give you bread. The famished beast its prey may miss : His children shall be fed. 4 God on his saints looks watchful down, His care attends their cry ; The wicked sink beneath his frown ; Their very name shall die : 7* 78 PSALMS. But he at length the just will crown With joyous victory. 5 The broken heart his grace shall heal, His hand the contrite raise. Many the woes the righteous feel ; Yet still in all their ways, Kept by his power, they bear the seal Of his redeeming grace. 34 8s. Evening. 1 INSPIRER and hearer of prayer, Thou Shepherd and Guardian of thine; My all to thy covenant care, I, sleeping or waking, resign. If thou art ray shield and my sun, The night is no darkness to me ; And fast as my moments roll on, They bring me but nearer to thee. 2 Thy minist'ring spirits descend, To watch while thy saints are asleep : By day and by night they attend, The heirs of salvation to keep : Bright seraphs, dispatched from the throne, Repair to their stations assigned ; And angels elect are sent down, To guard the redeemed of mankind. 3 Thy worship no interval knows ; Their fervor is still on the wing ; And, while they protect my repose, They chant to the praise of my King. I, too, at the season ordained, Their chorus for ever shall join ; And love and adore without end, Their faithful Creator and mine. 35 C. M. Love to Enemies. 1 BEHOLD the love, the generous love, That holy David shows ; See how his kind affections move To his afflicted foes ! 2 When they are sick, his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart ; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart. PSALMS. 3 How did his flowing tears condole, As for a brother dead ! And fasting mortify his soul, While for their life he prayed. 4 They groan, and curse him on their bed, Yet still he pleads and mourns : And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 O glorious type of heavenly grace ! Thus Christ the Lord appears ; While sinners curse, the Saviour prays, And pities them with tears. 6 He, the time David, Israel's King, Blest and beloved of God, To save us rebels, dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood. 35 8s, 7s, and 4s. Christ exalted over his foes. 1 LO the Lord, the mighty Saviour Quits the grave the throne to claim, Object of his endless favor, God o'er all exalts his name ; Those who hate him — Clothed with everlasting shame. 2 Shout for joy — with songs of praises, ' Ye who in his name delight ; Shout — for God our Saviour raises To his throne in endless might ! 'Tis Jehovah- Crowns our Lord in realms of light 3 God his servant lifts to glory, Bids him ah his honors share : Now, Jehovah, we adore thee, And thy righteousness declare : Endless praises — Shall thy ransomed church prepare. 26 FIRST PART, L. M. Perfections and providence of God. 1 HIGH in the heavens, eternal God ! Thy goodness in full glory shines : Thy truth shall break through every cloud, That veils or darkens thy designs. 80 PSALMS. 2 For ever firm thy justice stand?, 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. 5 Life, like a fountain, rich and free, Springs from the presence of the Lord ; And in thy light our souls shall see, The glories promised in thy word. 36 SECOND PART, L. M. The Mercy, Truth and Justice of God. 1 0 LORD, thy mercy, my sure hope, The highest orb of heaven transcends ; Thy sacred truth's unmeasured scope Beyond the spreading skies extends. 2 Thy justice, like the hills, 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, Thy presence is eternal day; — Oh let thy saints thy favor gain ! To upright hearts — thy truth display. 36 C. M. The Presence and Protection of God. 1 ABOVE these heavens' created rounds, Thy mercies, Lord, extend ; Thy truth outlives the narrow bounds, Where time and nature end. 2 Thy justice shall maintain its throne, Though mountains melt away ; Thy judgments are a world unknown, A deep, unfathomed sea. 3 Though all created light decay, And death close up our eyes ; PSALMS. 81 Thy presence makes eternal day, Where clouds can never rise. 4 Safety to man thy goodness brings, Nor overlooks the beast ; Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy children love to rest. 36 S. M. Man sinful, God just. 1 WHEN man grows bold in sin, My heart within me cries, " He hath no faith of God within, Nor fear before his eyes." 2 He walks a while concealed, In a self-flattering dream ; Till his dark crimes, at once revealed, Expose his hateful name. 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair ; Wisdom is banished from his soul, And leaves no goodness there. 4 But there's a dreadful God, Though men renounce his fear; His justice, hid behind a cloud, Shall one great day appear. 5 His truth transcends the sky, In heaven his mercies dwell ; Deep as the sea his judgments lie, His anger burns to hell. 6 How excellent his love, Whence all our safety springs ! Oh never let my soul remove From underneath his wings. 37 FIRST PART, C. M. God the Guardian of the Pious. 1 NOW let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that's good ; So shall I dwell among the just, And he '11 provide me food. 2 I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will ; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfill. 82 PSALMS. 3 Mine innocence shalt thou display, And make thy judgments known, Fair as the li^ht of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 4 The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of heaven ; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are given. 37 SECOND PART, C. M. The safety of the Righteous. 1 MY God, the steps of pious men Are ordered by thy will \ Though they should fall, they rise again, Thy hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtue he approves ; He '11 ne'er deprive them of his grace, Nor leave the men he loves. 3 The heavenly heritage is their?, Their portion and their home ; He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings long to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown ; Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down. 37 THIRD PART, C. M. The Sinner and the Saint. 1 THE haughty sinner I have seen, Not fearing man, nor God; Like a tall bay-tree, fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. 2 And, lo, he vanished from the ground, Destroyed by hands unseen ; Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf, was found, Where all that pride had been. 3 But mark the man of righteousness, His several steps attend ; True pleasure runs through all his ways, And peaceful is his end. 4 When sinners fall the righteous stand, Preserved from every snare ; PSALMS. 83 They shall possess the promised land, And dwell for ever there. 3? C. P. M. The state and prospects of Sinners. 1 THOUGH wicked men grow rich or great, Repine not at their high estate, Nor let thy envy rise ; For soon cut down like tender grass, Or blooming flowers, away they pass, When all their beauty dies. 2 Trust in the Lord, and him obey, And thou within the land shalt stay, Secure from every ill : Make his commands thy chief delight, And he thy duty to requite, Shall thy desires fulfill. 3 Commit thy way unto the Lord, And he will needful help afford, To perfect thy designs : Pie '11 make like light, serene and clear, Thy clouded innocence appear, As when the morning shines. 4 Rest in the Lord, on him depend ; Let patience all thy thoughts attend : Nor let thine anger rise ; Though wicked men with hate abound, And with success their plots are crowned, Which they in wrath devise. 5 How soon their greatness will decay, And all their riches melt away, Their place no more be found ! While humble souls in God rejoice, And praise him with the heart and voice, Whose mercies still abound. 3§ C. M. Severe chastisement deprecated. 1 AMID thy wrath, remember love, Restore thy servant, Lord ; Nor let a fadier's chastening prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone ; Si PSALMS. The burden, Lord, I cannot bear, Nor e'er the guilt atone. 3 My thoughts are like a troubled sea That sinks my comforts down ; And I go mourning all the day Beneath my father's frown. 4 All my desires to thee are known, Thine eye counts every tear ; And every sigh, and every groan, Is noticed by thine ear. 5 I will confess my guilt to thee, And grieve o'er all my sin ; Yet weak will all my efforts be, Without thy aid divine. 6 Thou art my God — my only hope ; And thou wilt hear my cry ; Thou, Lord, wilt bear my spirit up, Nor let thy servant die. 39 L. M. Brevity of Human Life. 1 OH let me, gracious Lord, extend My view to life's approaching end ! What are my days ? — a span their line ; And what my age, compared with thine T 2 Our life, advancing to its close, While scarce its earliest dawn it knows, Swift, through an empty shade, we run, And vanity and man are one. 3 God of my fathers ! — here, as they, I walk, the pilgrim of a day ; A transient guest, thy works admire, And instant to my home retire. 4 Oh spare me, Lord — in mercy, spare, And nature's failing strength repair, E'er, life's short circuit wandered o'er, I perish — and am seen no more. 39 FIRST PART, C. M. The Vanity of Man. 1 TEACH me the measure of my days, Thou Maker of my frame ; I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. PSALMS. 85 2 A span is all that we can boast, An inch or two of time ; Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flower and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move, Like shadows o'er the plain ; They rage and strive, desire and love, But all their noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honor's gaudy show ; Some dig for golden ore ; They toil for heirs they know not who, And straight are seen no more. 5 What should I wish, or wait for then, From creatures, earth, and dust ? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid my carnal hope, My fond desires recall ; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. 39 SECOND PART, C. M. Sick-bed Devotion. 1 GOD of my life, look gently down, Behold the pains I feel ; But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command ; I'll not attempt a murmuring word, Against thy chastening hand. 3 Yet may I plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes ; My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Through thy repeated strokes. 4 Crushed as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust ; Our feeble powers can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 Pm but a stranger here below, As all my fathers were ; May I be well prepared to go, When I the summons hear. 8 86 TSALIVTS. f> But if my life be spared a while, Before my lasi remove, Thy praise Bhall be my business still, And J'll declare thy love. 30 S. M. The brevity of Life. 1 LOKl) lei me know mine end, My days, how brief their date, Thai I may timely comprehend I low frail ii iy best (siatc. 2 My life is hill ;i sprm, Mine age is naught wiili thee; Whal is tin' nighesi boasl of man Bui dusl mid vanity ! 3 Dumb ;it thy feel I lie, For ihon nasi brought me low; Remove thy judgments lest I die ; I fainl beneath thy blow. 4 At thy rebuke, the bloom ( )f man's vain beauty flies \ And grief shall like a moth eon mme All thai delights our eyes. 5 Have pity on my fears, Hearken to my request; Turn not in silenee from my tears, But give the mourner . ■ 6 0 spare me yet, I pray, Awhile my strength restore, Ere I am BUmmOni d hence away, And seen on earth no more. 39 7s and 68. Human Frailty. 1 O WHAT isearthly pleasure, Compared with thy rich gnu i ' Lord teach us how to measure The remnant of our days ; How brief is our exist< nee, J low frail a thing is man ; And granl us thine assistance, Tin, fe< hi-- Id'- to ^eaii. 2 How soon the hours of gle That cheer us on our way, Are changed to gloom and sadm Or filled with Jeep dismay ! PSALMS. 87 Man in his best condition, Is vanity and dust; Soon past the fleeting vision ; Then he gives up the ghost. 3 Earth's treasures quickly leave us, Its honors ne'er endure ; Its pleasures but deceive us, Its hopes are insecure : But, Lord, while time so fleeting, Is filled with many a snare ; My soul on thee is waiting, I'll trust thy guardian care. 40 FIRST PART, C. M. Deliverance from deep distress. 1 I WAITED patient for the Lord, He bowed to hear my cry ; He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He raised me from a horrid pit, Where, mourning, long I lay ; And from my bonds released my feet — Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand, And taught my cheerful tongue To praise the wonders of his hand, In new and thankful song. 4 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. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! Thy mercies, Lord, how great ! We have not words nor hours enough Their numbers to repeat. 40 SECOND PART, C. M. Incarnation and atonement of Christ. 1 BEHOLD the blest Redeemer comes, The eternal Son appears, And at the appointed time assumes The body God prepares. 2 Much he revealed his Father's grace, And much his truth he showed, ss PSALMS II,. preaohed the way oj righteoueneei Where greal u embliei itood. :t Him Ftther'i honoi touched hii heart, lie | d sinners' criei ; A n.i to fulfil] n Saviour's pari \\ .1 . made b i aoi ifioe. •i No blood ofbeaate, «>n altera ibed, Could wai ii the com i l< noe clean ; Bui the rich sacrifice ho paid \i,.ni". for all ""' lin. .10 THIRD P IRT, 0. M. Cud's minute lore. i OLOB D| how infinite thy love I li,,w w ondrou ■ ere tin w aya ! i,,[ earth beneath and heaven above, Combine to eing th) praiee. I Man in Immortal beauty shone, Th} noblei I work below , Too soon bj - in made heii alone To death and endlei wO 3 Then " I •<• ' I coiae," the Saviour nidi ( )U be lns name adored I Who wnii his blood, «'iu ransom paid, Ami Life, and bliae reatored. II ' -M lllrsxnliirss <>l ihc Mrrril ill. i BLEST ii me man whoee heart can move, Ami meh wnii pity to the poor, Whose soul bj sj mpathieing love, Im.Is what nil fellow aainti endure. g His bean eontrivea fbi meii relief, \i,,,( jood than his om n hands can do ; II,., in the time o\ general grief, Shall find me Lord haa mercy too. 8 His sou] shall live secure on earth, With seorei blessings on hia head. When drought, and pestilence, and death, Ground him multiply their dead. I Qj. if he languiah on his couch. Cod will pronounce his ins forgiven ; Will save mm with a healing touch, Or take lus willing aoul to heaven. PSALMS: 89 41 L. M. 6 Lines. God's care of the merciful. 1 BLEST who with generous pity glows, Who learns to feel another's woes ; Bows to tli" poor man's wants bis 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 lol the chosen land ! Nor leave him in the dreadful day, To unrelenting foes ;i prey. In sickness thou shall raise his head, And make with tend'rest care his bed. 42 L. M. Trusting in God in times of Despondency. 1 MY spirit sinks within me, Lord, But I will call thy name to mind, And times of pasl 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 oighl his grace remove ; The night shall hear me sing and pray. 3 I'll cast myself' before his feet And say, " My God, my heavenly Rock, Why doth thy love so long forgel The soul that groans beneath thy stroke 4 I'll chide my heart, that sinks so low; Why should my soul indulge in grief? Hope in the Lord — and praise him too ; Pie is my rest — my sure relief. 5 Thy light and truth shall guide me still ; Thy word ahall my best thoughts employ, And lead me to thy heavenly lull, My God, my most exceeding joy. 42 FIRST PART, C. M. Desert inn a nil [fopc. 1 WITH earnest longings of the mind, My God, to thee 1 look ; So pants the hunted hart to find, And taste the cooling brook. 8* 90 PSALMS. 2 When shall I see thy courts of grace, And meet my God again ? So long an absence from thy face My heart endures with pain. 3 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work, was praise. 4 But why, my soul, sunk down so far, Beneath this heavy load ? Why do my thoughts indulge despair, And sin against my God ? 5 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove, For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. 42 SECOND PART, C. M. Thirsting after God. 1 AS pants the hart for cooling streams, When heated in the chase, So longs my soul, O God, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God — the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine ; Oh, when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine ! 3 I sigh to think of happier days. When thou, O Lord, wast nigh ; When every heart was turned to praise, And none more blessed than I. 4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? Trust God, and thou shaltsing His praise again, and find him still Thy health's eternal spring. 42 7s. Prayer and hope in affliction. 1 HEARKEN Lord, to my complaints, For my soul within me faints ; Thee, "far off, I call to mind, In the land I left behind, Where the streams of Jordan flow, Where the heights of Hermon glow. PSALMS. 91 2 Tempest tost, my failing bark Founders on the ocean dark ; Deep to deep around me calls, With the rush of waterfalls ; While I plunge to lower caves, Overwhelmed by all thy waves. 3 Once the morning's earliest light Brought thy mercy to my sight, And my wakeful song was heard Later than the evening bird ; Hast thou all my prayers forgot ? Will thy mercy heed them not ? 4 Why, my soul, art thou perplexed ? Why with faithless troubles vexed ? Hope in God, whose saving name, Thou shalt joyfully proclaim, When his countenance shall shine, Through the clouds that darken thine. 43 C. M. Prayer in Affliction. 1 JUDGE me, O God, and plead my cause Against a sinful race ; From vile oppression and deceit Secure me by thy grace. 2 On thee my steadfast hope depends, And am I left to mourn ? To sink in sorrow — and in vain Implore thy kind return ? 3 Oh send thy light to guide my feet, And bid thy truth appear ; Conduct me to thy holy hill, To taste thy mercies there. 4 Then to thine altar, O my God, My joyful feet shall rise, And my triumphant song shall praise The God that rules the skies. 43 H. M. Commencement of public worship. 1 NOW, to thy sacred house I turn my willing feet, Where saints, with morning vows, In full assembly meet. 92 PSALMS. Thy power divine Shall there be shown, And from thy throne Thy mercy shine. 2 0 send thy light abroad ; Thy truth with heavenly ray Shall lead my soul to God, And guide my doubtful way 3 I '11 hear thy word With faith sincere, And learn to fear And praise the Lord. 3 Here, reach thy gracious hand, And all my sorrows heal, Here, health and strength divine, O make my bosom feel ; Like balmy dew, Shall Jesus' voice My heart rejoice And strength renew. 4 Now in thine holy hill, Before thine altar, Lord, My harp and song shall sound The glories of thy word. O God of grace, Henceforth to thee My life shall be A hymn of praise. 43 7s. Prayer in Distress. 1 JUDGE me, Lord, in righteousness , Plead for me in my distress : Good and merciful thou art ; Bind this bleeding, broken heart : Cast me not despairing hence ; Be 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, In thy courts forever blest : There to God, my hope, my joy, Praise shall all my powers employ. 3 Why, my soul, art thou dismayed ? Why of earth or hell afraid? PSALMS. 93 Trust in God— disdain to yield. While o'er thee he casts his shield, And his countenance divine Sheds the light of heaven on thine. 44 C. M. Complaint in declension. 1 LORD, we have heard thy works of old, Thy works of power and grace, When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days : 2 How thou did'st build thy churches here, And make thy gospel known : Amongst them did thine arm appear, Thy light and glory shone. 3 In God they boasted all the day ; And in a cheerful throng Did thousands meet to praise and pray \ And grace was all their song. 4 But now our souls are seized with shame ; Confusion fills our face, To hear the enemy blaspheme, And fools reproach thy grace. 5 Yet have we not forgot our God, Nor falsely dealt with heaven ; Nor have our steps declined the road Of duty thou hast given. 6 Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Saviour and our God ; We plead the honors of thy name, The merits of thy blood. 45 FIRST PART, L. M. The Glory of Christ. 1 NOW be my heart inspired to sing The glories of my Saviour King; Jesus the Lord, how heavenly fair His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race He shines with a superior grace ; Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord, Gird on the terror of thy sword ; 94 PSALMS. In majesty and glory ride, With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands, Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; Thy laws and works are just and right, Justice and grace are thy delight. 5 God, thine own God, has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head ; And with nis sacred Spirit blest His first-born Son above the rest. 45 SECOND PART, L. M. Christ and his Church. 1 THE King of saints, how fair his face ! Adorned with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above, And wins the nations to his love. 2 At his right hand, our eyes behold The queen, arrayed in purest gold ; The world admires her heavenly dress, Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and seats her near his throne . Fair stranger, let thy heart forget The idols of thy native state. 4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the favorite of his choice ; Let him be loved, and yet adored, For he's thy Maker, and thy Lord. 5 O happy hour, when thou shalt rise To his fair palace in the skies ! And all thy sons, a numerous train, Each like a prince in glory reign. 6 Let endless honors crown his head ; Let every age his praises spread ; While we with cheerful songs approve The condescensions of his love. 45 C. M. Christ and his glorious reign. 1 I'LL speak the honors of my King, His form divinely fair ; None of the sons of mortal race May with the Lord compare. PSALMS. 95 2 Sweet is thy speech, and heavenly grace Upon thy lips is shed : Thy God, with blessings infinite Hath crowned thy sacred head. 3 Gird on thy sword, victorious Prince ! Ride with majestic sway ; Subdue and melt thy stubborn foes, And make the world obey. 4 Thy throne, 0 God ! for ever stands : Thy word of grace shall prove A peaceful sceptre in thy hand, To rule thy saints by love. 5 Justice and truth attend thee still, But mercy is thy choice : And God, thy God, thy soul shall fill With everlasting joys. 45 S. M. The Glory of Christ. 1 MY Saviour and my King, Thy beauties are divine ; Thy lips with blessings overflow, And ever}' grace is thine. 2 Now make thy glories known, Gird on thy dreadful sword, And ride in majestv, to spread The conquests of thy word. 3 Strike through thy stubborn foes, Or melt their hearts t' obey ; "While justice, meekness, grace, and truth, Attend thy glorious way. 4 Thy laws, O God, are right. Thy throne shall ever stand ; And thy victorious gospel prove A sceptre in thy hand. 45 H. M. Christ the triumphant King. 1 GIRD on thy conq'ring sword, Ascend thy shining car ; And march, Almighty Lord, To wage thy holy war : Before his wheels, In glad surprise, 1 e vallies rise, And sink, ve hills. 96 PSALMS. 2 Before thine awful face Millions of foes shall fall, The captives of thy grace, That grace which conquers all : The world shall know, Great King of kings, What wondrous things, Thine arm can do. 3 Here to my waiting soul, Bend thy triumphant way: Here ev'ry fear control, And all thy power display. My heart thy throne Blest Jesus see, Submits to thee, To thee alone. 46 FIRST PART, L. M. Church's safety amidst Desolations. 1 GOD is the refuge of his saints, When storms of sharp distress invade ; Ere we can offer our complaints, Behold him present with his aid. 2 Let mountains from their seats be hurled, Down to the deep and buried there ; Convulsions shake the solid world ; Our faith shall never yield to fear. 3 There is a stream, whose gentle flow Supplies the city of cur God ; Life, love, and joy still gliding: through, And watering our divine abode. 4 That sacred stream, thy holy word, Our grief allays, our fear controls : Sweet peace thy premises afford, And give new strength to fainting souls. 5 Zion enjoys her monarch's love, Secure against a threatening hour ; Nor can her firm foundations move, Built on his truth, and armed with power. 46 SECOND PART, L. M. God reigns in Zion. 1 LET Zion in her King rejoice, Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise PSALMS. 97 He utters his almighty voice — The nations melt — the tumult die?. 2 Frcm sea to sea, through all the shores, He makes the noise of battle cease ; When from on high his thunder roars, He awes the trembling world to peace 3 Be still — and learn that he is God ; He reigns exalted o'er the land ; He will be known and feared abroad, But still his throne on Zion stands. 4 0 Lord of hosts — almighty King, While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing, Nor fear the raging powers of hell. 46 THIRD PART, L. M. The wonders of God in Providence. 1 THE Lord in Zion ever reigns, And o'er her holds his guardian hand ; Her worship and her laws maintains, Which, like himself, unmoved shall stand. 2 Oh come, behold what he has done, Whom we delight to call our Lord ; The victories, which his arm has won ; And faithfully his deeds record. 3 He maketh war on earth to cease ; He breaks the bow — he cuts the dart, The chariot burns — and sheds his peace O'er every nation — even- heart. 4 Be still — and hear the Lord proclaim — " I will above the heathen rise ; O'er all the earth exalt my name, And spread my triumphs through the skies." 46 FOURTH, PART, L. M. The Refuge and Defence of the Saints. 1 GOD is our refuge and defence, In trouble our unfailing aid ; Secure in his Omnipotence, What foe can make our souls afraid ? 2 Yea, though the earth's foundations rock, And mountains down the gulph are hurled, His people smile amid the shock ; They look beyond this transient worlds 98 PSALMS. 3 There is a river pure and bright, Whose streams make glad the heavenly plains, Where in eternity of light, The city of our God remains. 4 Built by the word of his command, With his unbounded presence blest, Firm as his throne the bulwarks stand : There is our home, our hope, our rest. 5 Thither let fervent faith aspire ; Our treasure and our heart be there ; O for a seraph's wing of fire ! No : — for the mightier wings of prayer. 6 We reach at once that last retreat, And ranged around the ransomed throng, Fall with the Elders at his feet, Whose name alone inspires their song. 46 C. M. God an unfailing Refuge. 1 GOD is our refuge, tried and proved Amid a stormy world : We will not fear though earth be moved, And hills in ocean hurled. 2 The waves may roar, the mountains shake, Our comforts shall not cease ; The Lord his saints will not forsake : The Lord will give us peace. 3 A gentle stream of hope and love, To us shall ever flow : It issues from his throne above ; To cheer his church below. 4 When earth and hell against us came, He spake and quelled their powers : The Lord of hosts is still the same ; The God of grace is ours. 46 8s and ?s. Irregular. God the Refuge and Strength of his People. 1 GOD is our refuge, ever near, Our help in tribulation : Therefore his people shall not fear, Amid a wrecked creation : Though mountains from their base be hurled, And ocean shake the solid world, The Lord is our salvation. PSALMS. 99 2 The stream that flows from Zion's hill, Shall yet securely gliding, With joy the holy city fill, His presence there abiding: : The Lord, her glory and defence, Will guard his chosen residence, His timely aid providing. 46 7s and 6s. Irregular. The River and the Citij of God. 1 FROM the throne of God there springs A pure, a chrystal stream : Life and peace and joy it brings To his Jerusalem : Rivers of his refreshing grace Through the sacred city flow, Watering all the hallowed place Where God resides below. 2 God most merciful, most high, Doth in his Zion dwell : Kept by him, her towers defy The strength of earth and hell : Guardian of the chosen race, Jesus doth his church defend, Saves them by his kindly grace, And saves them to the end. 47 L. M. Praise to Christ, the King. 1 JESUS, the Lord, ascends on high ; He reigns in glory o'er the sky ! Let all the earth its offerings bring, Exalt his name, proclaim Him King. 2 Wide, through the world, he spreads his sway, And bids the heathen lands obey : His church with willing offerings greet, And bend submissive at his feet. 3 His reign the heathen lands shall own : His holiness secures his throne ; And earthly princes gather round, When Christ, the mighty God, is found. 4 Princes by him their power extend, Earth's mightiest kings to Jesus bend ; He bids them rule, he bids them die, Himself o'er all exalted high. 100 PSALMS. 47 FIRST PART, C, M. The ascension and reign of Christ. 1 OH for a shout of sacred joy To Gad, the sovereign King ! Let every land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; His heavenly guards around Attend him rising through the sky, With trumpets' joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King, Let mortals learn their strains ; Let all the earth his honors sing ; O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound ; Let knowledge guide the song ; Nor mack him with a solomn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 In Israel stood his ancient throne, He loved that chosen race ; But now he calls the world his own ; The heathen taste his grace. 47 SECOND PART, C. M. Christ, the King. 1 EXTOL the Lord, the Lord most high, King over all the earth ; Exalt his triumph to the sky, In songs of sacred mirth. 2 God is gone up with loud acclaim, And ttumpets' tuneful voice ; Sing praise, sing praises to his name, Sing praises, and rejoice. 3 Sing praises to our God, sing praise To ev'ry creature's King : His wondrous works, his glorious ways, All tongues, all kindred sing. 4 God sits upon his holy throne, God o'er the heathen reigns ; His truth through all the world is known, That truth his throne sustains. 5 Princes around his footstool throng, Kings in the dust adore ; PSALMS. 101 Earth and her shields to God belong, Sing praises evermore. 47 THIRD PART, C. M. Christ triumphant. 1 ARISE, ye people, and adore, Exulting strike the chord; Let all the earth — from shore to shore, Confess th' almighty Lord. 2 Glad shouts aloud — wide echoing round, Th' ascending God proclaim ; Th' angelic choir respond the sound, And shake creation's frame. 3 They sing of death and hell o'erthrown In that triumphant hour ; And God exalts his conquering Son To his right hand of power. 4 O shout, ye people, and adore, Exulting strike the chord; Let all the earth — from shore to shore, Confess th' almighty Lord. 48 FIRST PART, S. M. Safety of the Church. 1 GREAT is the Lord our God, And let his praise be great ; He makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 2 In Zion God is known, A refuge in distress ; How bright has his salvation shone, Through all her palaces ! 3 When kings against her joined, And saw the Lord was there ; In wild confusion of the mind, They fled with hasty fear. 4 Oft have our fathers told, Our eyes have often seen, How well our God secures the fold, Where his own sheep have been. 5 In every new distress We '11 to his house repair ; We '11 call to mind his wondrous grace, And seek deliverance there. 9* 102 PSALMS. 48 SECOND PART, S. M. Gospel worship and order. 1 FAR as thy name is known, The world declares thy praise ; Thv saints, O Lord, before thy throne, Their songs of honor raise. 2 With iov thy people stand, On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell, Compass and view thy holy ground. And mark the building well. 4 The orders of thy house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vows, And make a fair report. 5 How decent and how wise ! How glorious to behold ! Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorned with gold. 6 The God we worship now Will guide us till we die, Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. £g lis and 8s. The beauty and strength of Zion. 1 O GREAT is Jehovah, and great be his praise, In the city of God he is King : Proclaim ye his triumphs in jubilant lays On the mount of his holiness sing. 2 The iov of the earth from her beautiful height, Is Zion s impregnable hill : .. The Lord in her temple still taketh delight, God reigns in her palaces still. 3 Let the daughters of .Tudah be glad for thy love, The mountain of Zion rejoice ; For thou wilt establish her seat from above, Wilt make her the throne of thy choice. 4 Go, walk about Zion and measure the length, Her walls and her bulwarks, mark well \ rs PSALMS. 103 Contemplate her palaces glorious in strength, Her towers ana her pinnacles tell. 5 Then say to your children — our Refuge is tried, This God is our God to the end ; His counsels for ever his people shall guide, His arm shall for ever defend. 49 C, M. Death and the Resurrection. 1 YE sons of pride, that hate the just, And trample on the poor, When death has brought you down to dust, Your pomp shall rise no more. 2 The last great day shall change the scene ; When will that hour appear ? When shall the just revive and reign O'er all that scorned them here 2 3 God will my naked soul receive, Called from the world away, And break the prison of the grave, To raise my mouldering clay. 4 Heaven is my everlasting home, The inheritance is sure ; Let men of pride their rage resume, But I '11 repine no more. 50 C, M. The last Judgment. 1 THE Lord, the Judge, before his throne Bids the whole earth draw nigh ; The nations near the rising sun, And near the western sky. 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, " Judgment will ne'er begin ;" No more abuse his long delay, To impudence and sin. 3 Throned on a cloud, our God shall come ; Bright flames prepare his way; Thunder and darkness, fire and storm, Lead on the dreadful day ! 4 Heaven from above his call shall hear, Attending angels come ; And earth and hell shall know, and fear, His justice and their doom. 104 PSALMS. 5 " But gather all my saints," he cries, " Who made their peace with God ; By the Redeemer's sacrifice, And sealed it with his blood. 6 " Their faith and works, brought forth to light, Shall make the world confess, My sentence of reward is right ; And heaven adore my grace." 50 8s, 7s and 4s. God the final Judge. 1 LO ! the mighty God appearing, From on high Jehovah speaks ! Eastern lands the summons hearing, O'er the west his thunder breaks : Earth beholds him ! — Universal nature shakes ! 2 Zion, all its light unfolding, God in glory shall display : Lo ! he comes ! — nor silence holding, Fire and clouds prepare his way : Tempests round him — Hasten on the dreadful day ! 3 To the heavens his voice ascending, To the earth beneath he cries : " Souls immortal, now descending, Let the sleeping dust arise ! Rise to judgment — Let my throne adorn the skies ! 4 " Gather first my saints around me, Those who to my covenant stood ; Those who humbly sought and found me, Through the dying Saviour's blood : Blest Redeemer ! — Dearest sacrifice to God !" 5 Now the heavens on high adore him, And his righteousness declare : Sinners perish from before him, But his saints his mercies share : Just his judgment — God, himself the judge, is there ! 51 FIRST PART, L. M. A Penitent pleading for Pardon. 1 SHOW pity, Lord, O Lord forgive ; Let a repenting rebel live : PSALMS. 105 Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust m thee ? 2 O wash my soul from every sin, And make my guilty conscience clean ; Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain my eyes. 3 My lips with shame my sins confess, Against thy law, against thy grace : Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemned, but thou art clear. 4 Should sudden vengeance seize my breath, I must pronounce thee just in death; And if my soul were sent to hell, Thy righteous law approves it well. 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hovering round thy word, Would light on some sweet promise there, Some sure support against despair. 51 SECOND PART, L. M. The backslider' 's supplication. 1 O THOU that hear'st when sinners cry ! Though all my crimes before thee he, Behold them not with angry look, But blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin ; Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banished from thy sight : Thy holy joys my God restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford ; And let a wretch come near thy throne To plead the merits of thy Son. 51 THIRD PART, L. M. Returning to God. 1 A BROKEN heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring ; The God of Grace will ne'er despise, A broken heart for sacrifice. 106 PSALMS. 2 My soul is humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemned to die. 3 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; Sinners shall learn thy sovereign grace ; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 4 O may thy love inspire my tongue ! Salvation shall be all my song : And all my powers shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. 51 FIRST PART, C. M. Sin confessed and pardoned. 1 LORD, I would spread my sore distress, And guilt, before thine eyes ; Against thy laws, against thy grace, How high my crimes arise ! 2 Shouldst thou condemn my soul to hell, And crush my flesh to dust, Heaven would approve thy vengeance well, And earth must own it just. 3 Cleanse me, O Lord, and cheer my soul With thy forgiving love ; O make my broken spirit whole, And bid my pains remove. 4 Let not thy Spirit quite depart, Nor drive me from thy face ; Create anew my vicious heart, And fill it with thy grace. 5 Then will I make thy mercy known, Before the sons of men ; Backsliders shall address thy throne, And turn to God again. 51 SECOND PART, C. M. Hepentance and faith in Christ. 1 O GOD of mercy, hear my call, My load of guilt remove ; Break down this separating wall, That bars me from thy love. 2 Give me the presence of thy grace ; Then my rejoicing tongue PSALMS. 107 Shall speak aloud thy righteousness, And make thy praise my song. 3 No blood of goats, nor heifer slain, For sin could e'er atone : The death of Christ shall still remain Sufficient and alone. 4 A soul oppressed with sin's desert, My God will ne'er despise ; An humble groan, a broken heart, Is our best sacrifice. 51 THIRD PART, C, M. The backslider restored. 1 OH, speak that gracious word again, And cheer my broken heart : No voice but thine can soothe my pain, Or bid my fears depart. 2 And canst thou still vouchsafe to own A wretch so vile as I ? And may I still approach thy throne, And Abba, Father ! cry ? 3 Oh then let saints and angels join, And help me to proclaim, The grace that healed this heart of mine, And put my foes to shame. 4 My Saviour by his powerful word, Has turned my night to day, And his salvation's joy restored, Which I had sinned away. 5 Dear Lord, I wonder and adore ; Thy grace is all divine : Oh keep me that I sin no more Against such love as thine. 51 S. M. The Acceptable Sacrifice. 1 NO offering God requires, Nor 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. 108 PSALMS. 3 Thy mercies from above, To Zion, Lord, extend : Built by thy power, and watched by love, Now let her walls ascend. 4 Well pleased, thou then shalt see Her prayers and praise arise ; Presented at the throne to thee, Through Christ our Sacrifice. 52 C. M. The righteous and the wicked. 1 WHY should the mighty make their boast, And heavenly grace despise ? In their own arm they put their trust, And fill their mouth with lies. 2 Our God in vengeance shall destroy, And drive them from his face ; No more shall they his church annoy, Nor find on earth a place. 3 But like a cultured olive grove, Dressed in immortal green, Thy children, blooming in thy love, Amid thy courts are seen. 4 On thine eternal grace, 0 Lord, Thy saints shall rest secure, And all who trust thy holy word, Shall find salvation sure. 53 C. M. The foes of Zion. 1 ARE all the foes of Zion fools, Who thus devour her saints ? Do they not know her Saviour rules, And pities her complaints ? 2 They shall be seized with dread surprise i The Lord's avenging arm Shall crush the impious foes that rise, To do his children harm. 3 In vain the sons of darkness boast Of armies in array ; When God on high dismays their host, They fall an easy prey. 4 0 for a word from Zion's King, Her captives to restore ! PSALMS. 109 Jacob with all the tribes shall sing, And Judah weep no more. 54 S. P. M. Prayer for deliverance from enemies. 1 MY God preserve my soul ; Oh, make my spirit whole ! To save me, let thy strength appear; Strangers my path surround ; Their pride and rage confound ; And bring thy great salvation near. 2 Those that against me rise, Are aliens from the skies ; They hate thy church and kingdom, Lord, - They mock thy fearful name ; They glory in "their shame ; Norkeed the wonders of thy word. 3 But O, thou King divine, My chosen friends are thine ; The men that still my soul sustain : Wilt thou my foes subdue : And form their hearts anew, And snatch them from eternal pain. 4 Escaped from even' wo, O grant me, here below, To praise thy name with those I love ; And when beyond the skies Our souls unbodied rise, Unite us in the realms above. 55 FIRST PART, C. M. God our Refuge. 1 0 GOD, my refuge, hear my cries, Behold my flowing tears ; For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Oh were Hike the gentle dove, And innocence had wings, I'd fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 3 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home, Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 10 110 PSALMS. 4 By morning light I'll seek his face, At noon repeat my cry ; The night shall hear mc ask his grace, Nor will he long deny. 5 God shall preserve my soul from fear, Or shield me when afraid : Ten thousand angels must appear If he command their aid. 6 I cast my burdens on the Lord, The Lord sustains them all : My courage rests upon his word, That saints shall never fall. 55 S. M. Daily Devotion. 1 LET sinners take their course, And choose the road to death ; But in the worship of my God, I '11 spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light ; I seek his blessing every noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God : While sinners perish in surprise, Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel, They neither fear, nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I, with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord ; I '11 cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love : The ground on which their safety stands No earthly power can move. 55 7s. Encouragement for the weak. 1 CAST thy burden on the Lord, Only lean upon his word, PSALMS. Ill Thou wilt soon have cause to bless His unchanging faithfulness. 2 He sustains thee by his hand, He enables thee to stand ; Those whom Jesus once hath loved, From his grace are never moved. 3 Human counsels come to naught -, That shall stand which God hath wrought: His compassion, love and power, Are the same for evermore. 4 Heaven and earth may pass away, God's free grace shall not decay ; He hath promised to fulfill All the pleasure of his wilL 5 Jesus, Guardian of thy flock, Be thyself our constant Rock: Make us by thy powerful hand, Long as Zion's mountain stand. 56 C. M. Trusting God in the midst of Enemies. 1 O THOU whose justice reigns on high, And makes the oppressor cease, Behold how envious sinners try T - vex and break my peace. 2 In God, most holy, just, and true, I have reposed my trust ; Nor will I rear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. 3 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise ; I'll sing how faithful is thy word ; How righteous all thy ways ! 4 Thou hast secured my soul from death, Oh set thy servant free, That heart and hand — and life and breath May be employed for thee. 57 FIRST PART, L. M. Praise for proteclio.i, grace and truth. 1 MY G^d, in whom are all the springs Of boundless love and grace unknown-; Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Thi the dark cloud is overblown. ~ 112 PSALMS. 2 Up to the heavens I send my cry ; The Lord will my desires perform ; He sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threatening storm. 3 My heart is fixed ; my song shall raise Immortal honors to thy name ; Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 4 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky ; His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die. 5 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the heavens where angels dwell ; Thy power on earth be known abroad, And land to land thy wonders tell. 5? SECOND PART, L. M. Praise to the Eternal King. 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, I rest my hope on thee alone ; I'll spread thy sacred truths abroad, To all mankind thy love make known. 3 Awake, 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. 4 With those, who in thy grace abound, To thee I '11 raise my thankful voice ; While every land — the earth around, Shall hear — and in thy name rejoice. 5 Eternal God, celestial King, Exalted be thy glorious name ;_ Let hosts in heaven thy praises sing, And saints on earth thy love proclaim. 58 L. P. M. Warning to Magistrates. 1 JUDGES, who rule the world by laws, Will ye despise the righteous cause, When one oppressed before you stands? PSALMS. 113 Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners 'scape secure, While gold and greatness bribe your hands? 2 Have ye forgot, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too ? High in the heavens his justice reigns; Yet you invade the rights of God, And send your bold decrees abroad, To bind the conscience in your chains. 3 When once he thunders from the sky, Your grandeur melts, your titles die, Your power is crumbled to the dust : As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, Before the sweeping tempest flies, Your hopes shall be for ever lost. 4 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord, Safety and joy to saints afford ; And all that hear shall join and say, " Sure there's a God that rules on high, A God that hears his children cry, And will their suff'rings well repay." 59 S. P. M. Miserable end of the wicked. 1 WHEN God in wrath shall come To tell the sinner's doom, What anguish shall the wicked tear ? The men that slight his name, That boast of sin and shame, No more shall ask " What God can hear ?" 2 Thou hear'st, omniscient Lord, Each curse and idle word. Of men that scoff with lips profane ; And when the hand of death, Shall stop their impious breath, Their souls shall seek for peace in vain. 3 Then shall the Judge deride Their malice and their pride, And crush them with an iron rod. In vain shall fall their tears, In vain ascend their prayers, And they shall fear the avenging God. 4 Oh, how will sinners need An advocate to plead, Accepted at thine awful throne ! 10* 114 PSALMS. How, in that solemn hour, Would faith's transcendent power Outweigh all things beneath the sun. 5 Yet save their souls, O Lord ; Subdue them by thy word, Though all their powers oppose thy reign ; Now may ihy foes submit, And bow beneath thy feet, Nor let them read thy wrath in vain. 60 C. M. National Judgments. 1 LORD, hast thou cast the nation off? Must we for ever mourn ? Wilt thou indulge immortal wrath 1 Shall mercy ne'er return ? 2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye, Earth's haughty towers decay; Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky, And mortals melt away. 3 Our Zion trembles at thy stroke, And dreads thy lifted hand ; Oh heal the people thou hast broke, And spare our guilty land. 4 Then shall our loud and grateful voice Proclaim our guardian God ; The nations round the earth rejoice, And sound thy praise abroad. 61 C, M. God a Refuge in Trouble. 1 HAIL, gracious source of every good, Our Saviour and defence : Thou art our glory, and our shield, Our help and confidence. 2 When anxious fears disturb the breast, When threatening foes are nigh. To thee we pour our deep complaint, To thee for succor fly. 3 Jesus, our Lord, our only hope, Before thy throne we bow : Thou art our strength — and thou the Rock Whence living waters flow. PSALMS. 115 61 S. M. Safety in God. 1 WHEN overwhelmed with grief, My heart within me dies ; Helpless, and far from all relief, To heaven I lift mine eyes. 2 0 lead me to the Rock, That's high above my head ; And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord, For ever I'll abide ; Thou art the tower of my defence, The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear thy name ; If endless life be their reward, I shall possess the same. 62 L. M. God alone worthy of Confidence. 1 MY spirit looks to God alone ; My rock and refuge is his throne ; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul on his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, in all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face ; When helpers fail, and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. 3 False are the men of high degree, The baser sort are vanity ; Laid in a balance, both appear Light as a puff of empty air. 4 Make not increasing gold your trust, Nor set your hearts on glittering dust ; Why will you grasp the fleeting smoke, And not believe what God has spoke ? 5 Once has his awful voice declared, Once and again my ears have heard, " All power is his eternal due ;" He must be feared and trusted too. 6 For sovereign power reigns not alone, Grace is a partner of the throne ; 116 PSALMS. Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our last reward. 63 FIRST PART, L. M. Adoption. 1 GREAT God, indulge ray humble claim, Thou art my hope — my joy — my rest ; The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blest. 2 Thou great and good — thou just and wise, Thou art my father, and my God ; And I am thine, by sacred ties, Thy son — thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With early feet I love t' appear Among thy saints, and seek thy face ; Oft have I seen thy glory there, And felt the power oi sovereign grace. 4 I '11 lift my hands — I '11 raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise ; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And bless the remnant of my days. 63 SECOND PART, L. M. Seeking God. 1 0 GOD, thou art my God alone : Early to thee my soul shall cry ; A pilgrim in a land unknown, A thirsty land whose springs are dry. 2 Oh ! that it were as it hath been, When, praying in the holy place, Thy power and glorv I have seen, And marked the footsteps of thy grace. 3 Yet, through this rough and thorny maze, I follow hard on thee, my God ; Thy hand unseen upholds my ways : I safely tread where thou hast trod. 4 Thee, in the watches of the night, When I remember on my bed, Thy presence makes the darkness li°b.t ; Thy guardian wings are rouud my nead. 5 Better than life itself thy love, Dearer than all beside to me ; For whom have I in heaven above, Or what on earth compared with thee ! PSALMS. 117 63 FIRST PART, C. M. The morning of the Lord's day. 1 EARLY, my God, without delay, I haste to seek thy face ; My thirsty spirit faints away, Without thy cheering grace. 2 So pilgrims on the scorching sand, Beneath a burning sky, Long for a cooling stream at hand, And they must drink or die. 3 I 've seen thy glory and thy power Through all thy temple shine ; My God, repeat that heavenly hour, That vision so divine. 4 Not life itself with all its joys, Can my best passions move ; Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 5 Thus till my last expiring day, I '11 bless my God and King ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. 63 SECOND PART, C. M. Meditations by night. 1 'TWAS in the watches of the night, I thought upon thy power ; I kept thy lovely face in sight, Amid the darkest hour. 2 My flesh lay resting on my bed ; My soul arose on high ; "My God, my life, my hope," I said, " Bring thy salvation nigh." 3 My spirit labors up thine hill, And climbs the heavenly road, But thy right hand upholds me still, While I pursue my God. 4 Thy mercy stretches o'er my head The shadow of thy wings ; My heart rejoices in thine aid ; My tongue awakes and sings. 118 PSALMS. 63 S. M. Rejoicing in God, 1 MY God, permit my ton Tins joy, to call thee mine ; And let my eariy cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 Mv thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy doth implore ; "Not travellers, m desen lands, Can pant for water more. 3 For, life without thy love, No relish can afford ; No joy can 1)'- compared with tins, Toserve and please the Lord. 4 In wakeful hows of night, I call my God to mind ; I think how wise thy counsels are, And all thy dealing! kind. 5 Since thou hast been my help, To thee in- spiril flies ; And on thy watchful providence My cheerful hope relies, 6 The shadow of thy wings \1\ - >ul m safety keeps; I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my steps. 64 L. M. Protection against enemies. 1 GREAT God attend to my complaint, Nor lei my drooping spirit fain; ; When foes i'i seerei Bpread the snare, Lei my salvation be thy care. 2 Shield me wiihout and guard within, Prom rile temptations and from sin; \] ■■■ | ... lust, and pride depart, And heavenly ■-' '">' licart- 3 T, id or. p >wer display, Br far thy foes away: While list'ning nations learn thy word, And saints triumphant Mesa the L no. 4 Then shall thy church exalt her voice, And all dial love thy name rejoice; PSALMS. 119 By faith approach thine awful throne, And plead the merits of thy Son. 65 FIRST PART, L. M. Public Prayer and Praise. 1 THE praise of Zion waits for thee, My God, and praise becomes thy house ; There shall thy saints thy glory see, And there perform their public vows. 2 O thou, whose mercy bends the skiesT To save when bumble sinners pray; All lands to thee shall lift their eyes, And every yielding heart obey. 3 Blest is the man whom thou shalt choose, And give him kind access to thee ; Give him a place within thy house, To taste thy love divinely free. 4 With dreadful glory God fulfills What his afflicted saints request; And with almighty wrath reveals His love to give his churches rest. 5 Then shall the flocking nations run To Zion's hill, and own their Lord ; The rising and the setting sun Shall see the Saviour's name adored. 65 SECOND PART, L. M. The Seasons of the Year. 1 ON God the race of man depends, Far as the earth's remotest ends ; At his command the morning ray Smiles in the east, and leads the day. 2 Seasons and times obey his voice ; The evening and the morn rejoice, To see the earth made soft with showers, Laden with fruit, and dressed in flowers. 3 The desert grows a fruitful field, Abundant food the valleys yield; The valleys shout with cheerful voice, And neighboring hills repeat their joys. 4 Thy works pronounce thy power divine ; O'er every field thy glories shine ; Through every month thy gifts appear ; Great God, thy goodness crowns the year ! 120 PSALMS. 65 FIRST PART, C. M. Worship of God in his Temple. 1 PRAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee, There shall our vows be paid ; Thou hast an ear when sinners pray ; All flesh shall seek thine aid. 2 0 Lord, our guilt and fears prevail, But pardoning grace is thine, And thou wilt grant us power and skill To conquer every sin. 3 Blest are the men, whom thou wilt choose To bring them near thy face ; Give them a dwelling in thy house, To feast upon thy grace. 4 In answering what thy church requests, Thy truth and terror shine ; And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfill thy kind design. 5 Thus shall the wondering nations see The Lord is good and just ; And distant islands fly to thee, And make thy name their trust. 65 SECOND PART, C. M. A Psalm for the Husbandman. 1 GOOD is the Lord, the heavenly King, Who makes the earth his care ; Visits the pastures every spring, And bids the grass appear. 2 The clouds, like rivers, raised on high, Pour out, at thy command, Their watery blessings from the sky, To cheer the thirsty land. 3 The softened ridges of the field Permit the corn to spring ; The valleys rich provision yield, And cheerful laborers sing. 4 The little hills on every side, Rejoice at falling showers ; The meadows, dressed in all their pride, Perfume the air with flowers. 5 The barren clods, refreshed with rain, Promise a joyful crop ; PSALMS. 121 The parched grounds look green again, And raise the reaper's hope. 6 The various months thy goodness crowns; How bounteous are thy ways ! The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs, And shepherds shout thy praise. 65 THIRD PART, C. M. Goodness of God-in the Seasons. 1 'TIS by thy strength the mountains stand, God of eternal power; The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and evening shade Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy flowers adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and moons and hours, Heaven, earth, and air are thine ; When clouds distill in fruitful showers, The author is divine. 4 Those wandering cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around, With watery treasures wrell supply The furrows of the ground. 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear ; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. 65 7s. Praise to God in Zion. 1 PRAISE on thee in Zion-gates, Daily, O Jehovah waits : Unto thee, who hearest prayer, Shall the tribes of men repair. 2 Though with conscious guilt oppressed, On thy mercy still we rest : Thy forgiving love display : Take, O Lord, our sins away. 3 Oh, how blessed their reward, Chosen servants of the Lord, Who within thy courts abide, With thy goodness satisfied. 11 122 PSALMS. 4 But how dire thy judgments fell, Saviour of thine Israel, When thy people's cry arose, On thine proud and impious foes. 5 By thy boundless might set fast, Rise the mountains firm and vast : Thou canst with a word assuage Ocean's wild and deaf 'ning rage. 6 When thy signs in heaven appear, Earth's remotest regions fear ; And iha bounties of thy hand Fill with gladness ev'ry land. 66 L. M. Praises to Christ, the Saviour. 1 JESUS demands the voice of joy, Loud through the land let triumph ring ; His honors should your songs employ, Let grateful praises hail the King. 2 Shout to the Lord— adoring own, The works thy wondrous might disclose, Thine arm victorious power has shown ; Thus did thy cross confound thy foes. .3 Low at that cross the world shall bow, All nations shall its blessings prove ; While grateful strains in concert flow, To sing thy power, and praise thy love. 4 Oh, bless our God, ye nations round ; People and lands rehearse his name . Let shouts of joy through earth resound, Let every tongue his praise proclaim. 66 FIRST PART, C. M. The God of Providence. 1 SING, all ye nations, to the Lord, Sing with a joyful noise ; With melody of sounds record His honors and your joys. 2 Say to the power that shakes the sky, How terrible art thou ! Sinners before thy presence fly, Or at thy feet they bow. 3 He made the ebbing channel dry, While Israel passed the flood ; PSALMS. 123 There did the church begin their joy, And triumph in their God. 4 Through watery deeps and fiery ways, We march at thy command, Led to possess the promised place, By thine unerring hand. 5. Oh bless our God, and never cease ; Ye saints, fulfill his praise : He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways, 66 SECOND PART, C. M. Praise to God for hearing Prayer. 1 NOW shall my solemn vows be paid To that almighty Power, Who heard the long requests I made, In my distressful hour. 2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known ; Come ye, who fear my God, and hear The wonders he has done. 3 When on my head huge sorrows fell, I sought his heavenly aid ; He saved my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. 4 If sin lay covered in my heart, While prayer employed my tongue, The Lord had shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. 5 But God — his name be ever blest — Has set my spirit free ; He ne'er rejected my request, Nor turned his heart from me. 66 THIRD PART, C. M. Praises to God. 1 LIFT up to God the voice of praise, Whose breath our souls inspired ; Loud and more loud the anthem raise, With grateful ardor fired. 2 Lift up to God the voice of praise, Whose goodness, passing thought, Loads every moment, as it flies, With benefits unsought ! 124 PSALMS. 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise, From whom salvation flows, Who sent his Son our souls to save From everlasting froes. 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 day. 67 C. M. Prayer for the enlargement of the Church. 1 SHINE, mighty God, on Zion shine, With beams of heavenly grace ; Reveal thy power through every land, And show thy smiling face. 2 When shall thy name, from shore to shore Sound through the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ? 3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud with solemn voice ; Let every tongue exalt his praise, And every heart rejoice. 4 Earth shall obey his high command, And yield a full increase ; Our God will crown his chosen land With fruitfulness and peace. 5 God the Redeemer scatters round His choicest favors here, While the creation's utmost bound Shall see, adore, and fear. 67 S. M. The conquest of all nations. 1 TO bless thy chosen race, In mercy, Lord, incline ; And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy saints to shine ; — 2 That so thy wondrous way May through the world be known ; While distant lands their homage pay, And thy salvation own. 3 Oh let them shout and sing, Dissolved in pious mirth ; PSALMS. 125 For thou, the righteous judge and king, Shalt govern all the earth. 4 Let differing nations join To celebrate thy fame ; Let all the world, O Lord, combine To praise thy glorious name. 67 FIRST PART, 7s. Praise from all nations. 1 GOD of mo rcy, God of grace ! Show the brightness of thy face, Shine upon us, Saviour, shine ; Fill thy church with light divine ; And thy saving health extend Unto earth's remotest end. 2 Let the people praise thee, Lord ; Be by all that live adored ; Let the nations shout and sing, Glory to their Saviour King ; At thy feet their tribute pay, And thy holy will obey. 3 Let the people praise thee, Lord : Earth shnll then her fruits afford ; God to man his blessing give : Man to God devoted live ; All below and all above, One in joy, in light, in love. 67 SECOND PART, 7s. Universal Praise. 1 ON thy church, O Power divine, Cause thy glorious face to shine ; Till the nations from afar, Hail her as their guiding star. 2 Then shall God, with lavish hand, Scatter blessings o'er the land ; And the world's remotest bound, With the voice of praise resound. €8 FIRST PART, L. M. The Majesty of God. 1 KINGDOMS and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your song ; His wondrous names and powers rehearse } His honors shall enrich vour verse. 11* 126 PSALMS. 2 He rides, and thunders through the sky, His name, Jehovah, sounds on high ; Sing to his name ye sons of grace ; Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 3 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And prisoners see the light again ; But rebels, who dispute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. 4 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest ; He's your defence, your joy, your rest : When terrors rise, and nations faint, God is the strength of every saint. 68 SECOND PART, L. M. Chrisfs Ascension. 1 LORD, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels filled the sky ; Those heavenly guards around thee wait, Like chariots that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious, when the Lord was there ; While he pronounced his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious powers of hell, That thousand souls had captives made, Were all in chains — like captives — led. 4 Raised by his Father to the throne, He sent the promised Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, _ That God might dwell on earth again. 69 L. M. The sufferings of Christ. 1 DEEP in our hearts, let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord ; Behold the rising billows roll, To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 Yet, gracious God, thy power and love Have made the curse a blessing prove ; Those dreadful sufferings of thy Son Atoned for sins that we had done. 3 The pangs of our expiring Lord The honors of thy law restored ; PSALMS. 127 His sorrows made thy justice known, And paid for follies not his own. 4 Oh, for his sake, our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live ! The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turned to shame. 69 C. M. Sufferings of Christ for sinners. 1 FATHER, I sing thy wondrous grace, I bless my Saviour's name ; Who bought salvation for the poor, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 His deep distress hath raised us high, His duty and his zeal Fulfilled the law, which mortals broke, And finished all thy will. 3 Zion is thine, most holy God, Thy Son shall bless her gates ; And glory purchased by his blood, For thy own Israel waits. 4 Let heaven and all that dwell on high, To God their voices raise ; While lands and seas assist the sky, And join t' advance the praise. ■70 L. M. Prayer for Christ's Presence. 1 OH, haste, with ev'ry gift inspired, With glory, truth, and grace attired, Thou star of heaven's eternal morn, Thou sun, whom beams divine adorn. 2 Assert the honor of thy name, And fill thy foes with fear and shame ; To help thy chosen sons appear, And show thy power and glory here. 3 Let saints be glad before thy face, And grow in love, and truth, and grace ; Thy church shall blossom in thy sight, Yield fruits of peace and pure delight. 4 Oh, hither, then, thy footsteps bend ; Swift as a roe, from hills descend ; Shine like the Sabbath's cheerful ray, Till life unfolds eternal day. 128 PSALMS. 70 7s. Prayer in darkness. 1 HASTEN, Lord, to my release, Haste to help me, 0 my God ! Foes like armed bands increase ; Turn them back the way they trod. 2 Dark temptations round me press, Evil thoughts my soul assail ; Doubts and fears, in my distress, Rise, till flesh and spirit fail. 3 Those that seek thee shall rejoice ; I am bound with misery ; Yet I make thy law my choice ; Turn, my God, and look on me. 4 Thou mine only helper art, My Redeemer from the grave ; Strength of my desiring heart, Do not tarry, haste to save. 71 L. M. God the hope of the aged. 1 LORD I have put my trust in thee : Turn not my confidence to shame : Thy promise is a rock to me : A tower of refuge is thy name. 2 Thou hast upheld me from the womb, Thou wert my strength and hope in youth, Now trembling, bending o'er the tomb, I lean upon thine arm of truth. 3 Though I have long outlived my peers, And stand amid the world alone : A stranger, left by former years, I know my God, by him am known. 4 Cast me not off in mine old age, Forsake me not, in life's last hour ; Now be thy strong deliverance wrought; My soul in peace with thee be found. 71 FIRST PART, C. M. The aged saints reflection and hope. 1 MY God, my everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth ; Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strengthened all my youth. PSALMS. 129 2 Still has my life new wonders seen, Repeated every year; Behold my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 3 Cast me not off when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise ; And round me let thy glory shine, Whene'er thy servant dies. 4 Then in the history of my age, When men review my days, They'll read thy love in every page, In every line thy praise. 71 SECOND PART, C. M. Praise to the Saviour. 1 MY Saviour, my almighty friend, When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust : Thy goodness I adore ; And since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road; And march with courage in thy strength, To see my Father God. 4 When I am filled with sore distress For some surprising sin, I'll plead thy perfect righteousness ; And mention none but thine. 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The victories of my King ! My soul, redeemed from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 Awake, awake, my tuneful powers ; With this delightful song I'll entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long. 71 THIRD PART, C. M. Sustaining grace implored. 1 GOD of my childhood, and my youth, The guide of all my days, 130 PSALMS. I have declared thy heavenly truth, And told thy wondrous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart ? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depart ? 3 Let me thy power and truth proclaim Before the rising age, And leave a savor of thy name, When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove ; Oh may these poor remains of breath Teach all the world thy love ! 71 S. M. Early instruction. 1 THE praises of my tongue I offer to the Lord, That I was taught and learned so young To read his holy word. 2 Dear Lord, this book of thine Informs me where to go, For grace to pardon all my sin, And make me holy too. 3 Oh, may thy Spirit teach, And make my heart receive Those truths which all thy servants preach, And all thy saints believe. 4 Then shall I praise the Lord, In a more cheerful strain, That I was taught to read his word, And have not learned in vain. <72 FIRST PART, L. M. The Kingdom of Christ. 1 GREAT God, whose universal sway The known and unknown worlds obey, Now give the kingdom to thy Son ; Extend his power, exalt his throne. 2 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down ; His grace, on fainting souls, distills, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. PSALMS. 131 3 The heathen lands, that lie beneath, The shades of overspreading death, Revive at his first dawning light; And deserts blossom at the sight. 4 The saints shall flourish in his days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise ; Peace, like a river, from his throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown 72 SECOND PART, L. M. Christ's Kingdom among the Gentiles. 1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run ; His kingdom stretch" from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 For him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown his head ; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name. 4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns, The joyful prisoner bursts his chains ; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud amen. 72 7s and 6s. The blessings of Christ's Kingdom. 1 HAIL to the Lord's anointed ! Great David's greater Son ; Hail in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun : He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free ; To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes, with succor speedy, To those who suffer wrong"; 133 PSALMS. To help the poor and needy. And bid die weak be strong; To give them songs fur sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls condemned and dying, Were precious in his sight. 3 He shall come down, like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love, and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go, And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 4 For him shall prayer unceasing, And daily vows ascend ; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end : The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand for ever ; That name to us is — Love. 72 7s. The reign of Christ. 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 in chains, shall hurt no more. 3 Then shall wars and tumults cease, Then be banished grief and pain ; Righteousness, and joy, and peace, Undisturbed shall ever reign. 4 Bless we, then, our gracious Lord, Ever praise his glorious name ; All his mighty acts record, All his wondrous love proclaim. 73 L. M. Axi-ful result of the sinner's prosperity. 1 LORD, what a thoughtless wretch was I, To mourn and murmur and repine ; PSALMS. 133 To see the wicked placed on high, In pride and robes of honor shine. 2 But Oh, their end, their dreadful end ! Thy sanctuary taught me so : On slippery rocks I see them stand, And fiery billows roll below. 3 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee : Like dreams as fleeting and as vain ; Their songs of softest harmony, Are but a prelude to their pain. 4 Now I esteem their mirth and wine Too dear to purchase with my blood ; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; My fife, my portion, and my God. 73 FIRST PART, C. M. God our portion, here and hereafter. 1 GOD, my Supporter and my Hope, My Help for ever 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 whilst this 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 ; God is my soul's eternal Rock, The strength of every saint. 5 But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. 73 SECOND PART, C, M. The end of the wicked. 1 NOW I 'm convinced the Lord is kind To men of hearts sincere, Yet once my foolish thoughts repined, And bordered on despair. 12 134 PSALMS. 2 I grieved to see the wicked thrive, And spoke with angry breath, How pleasant and profane they live ! How peaceful is their death"! 3 Yet, while my tongue indulged complaints, I felt my heart reprove : Sure I shall thus offend thy saints, And grieve the men I love. 4 But still I found my doubts too hard, The conflict too severe, Till I retired to search thy word, And learned thy secrets there. 5 There, as in some prophetic glass, I saw the sinner sit, High mounted on a slippery place Beside a fiery pit. 6 I heard the wretch profanely boast, Till at thy frown he fell ; His honors in a dream were lost, And he awoke in hell. 73 S. M. The mystery of Providence. 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 house my feet were brought To learn thy justice thence. 4 Thy word with light and power, Did my mistake amend ; I viewed the sinner's life before, But here I learned his end. 5 On what a slippery steep The thoughtless wretches go ! And oh ! that dreadful fiery deep That waits their fall below ! PSALMS. 135 6 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine ; I call my God my portion now, And all my powers are thine. 74 C. M. The Church, in Affliction. 1 WILL God for ever cast us off? His wrath for ever smoke — Against the people of his love, His little chosen flock ? 2 Think of the tribes, so dearly bought With their Redeemer's blood ; Nor let thy Zion be forgot, Where once thy glory stood. 3 Oh, come to our relief in haste, Aloud our ruin calls ; See what a wide and fearful waste Is made within thy walls. 4 And still to heighten our distress, Thy presence is withdrawn ; Thy wonted signs of power and grace- Are they for ever gone ? 5 No prophet speaks to calm our grief, But all in silence moum ; Nor know the times of our relief, The hour of thy return. 74 S. M. The extension of the Gospel. 1 O LORD our God, arise, The cause of truth maintain ; And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend its 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, Expand thy quick'ning wing, And o'er a dark and ruined world Let light and order spring. 4 All on the earth, arise, To God the Saviour sing ; 136 PSALMS. From shore to shore, from earth to heaven, Let joyful anthems ring. 75 L. M. Power and Government from God. 1 TO thee, most Holy and most High, To thee we bring our thankful praise ; Thv works declare thy name is nigh, Thy works of wonder and of grace. 2 Let haughty sinners sink their pride ; Nor lift so high their scornful head ; But lay their foolish thoughts aside, And own the powers that God hath made. 3 Such honors never come by chance, Nor do the winds promotion blow ; 'Tis God, the Judge, doth one advance ; 'Tis God that lays another low. 4 Now shall the Lord exalt the just, And while he tramples on the proud, And lays their glory in the dust, Our lips shall sing his praise aloud. 76 C. M. God's destruction of his ancient foes. 1 IN Judah, God of old was known ; His name in Israel great ; In Salem stood his holy throne, And Zion was his seat. 2 Among the praises of his saints, His dwelling there he chose ; _ There he received their just complaints, Against their haughty foes. 3 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God, What haughty monarchs fell ! Who knows the terrors of thy rod ? Thy vengeance who can tell ? 4 What power can stand before thy sight, When once thy wrath appears ? When heaven shines round with dreadiui light, The earth adores and fears. 5 When God, in his own sovereign ways, Comes down to save th' opprest, The wrath of man shall work his praise, And he'll restrain the rest. PSALMS. 137 77 C. M. Despondency overcome. 1 TO God I cried with mournful voice, I sought his gracious ear, In the sad day when troubles rose, And filled my heart with fear. 2 Will he for ever 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, Remembering what thy hand hath wrought; Thy hand is still the same. 4 I'll think again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er ; Thy wonders of recovering grace, When flesh could hope no more. 5 Grace dwells with justice on the throne ; And men who love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. 77 7s and 6s. Seeking God in affliction. 1 IN time of tribulation, Hear, Lord, my feeble cries ; With humble supplication To thee my spirit flies : My heart with grief is breaking, Scarce can my voice complain ; Mine eyes with tears kept waking, Still watch and weep in vain. 2 The days of old in vision, Bring banished bliss to view : The years of lost fruition, Their joys in pangs renew : Remember'd songs of gladness, Through night's lone silence brought, Strike notes of deeper sadness, And stir desponding thoughts. 3 Hath God cast off for ever ? Can time his truth impair ? 12* 133 PSALMS. His tender mercy never Shall I presume to share ? Hath he his loving kindness Shut up in endless wrath ? No : 'tis but human blindness That cannot see his path. 4 Thv way is in great waters, Thy footsteps are not known : Let Adam's sons and daughters Confide in thee alone : Thy deeds, O Lord, are wonder ; Holy are all thy ways : The secret place of thunder Shall utter forth thy praise. 78 C. M. The works of God recounted to Posterity. 1 LET children hear the mighty deeds, Which God performed of old ; Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known, His works of power and grace ; And we '11 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 practice his commands. 79 L. M. Prayer for Israel. 1 ARISE, great God, and let thy grace Shed its glad beams on Israel's race : Restore the long-lost, scattered band, Recall them to their native land. 2 Their misery let thy mercy heal ; Their tresspass hide, their pardon seal : O God of Israel, hear our prayer, And grant them still thy love to share. PSALMS. 139 3 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. 80 L. M. Prayer in declension. 1 GREAT Shepherd of thine Israel, Who didst between the cherubs dweD, And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe through the desert and the deep. 2 Thy church is in the desert now: Shine from on high and guide us through ; Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be saved and sigh no more. 3 Hast thou not planted, with thy hand, A lovely vine in this our land ? Did not thy power defend it round, And heavenly dews enrich the ground ? 4 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with the fruit ? But now, dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree ! 5 Return, almighty God, return ; Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be saved, and sigh no more. 81 S. M. Warning to God' s people. 1 SING to the Lord aloud, And make a joyful noise ; God is our strength, our Saviour God, Let Israel hear his voice. 2 " From vile idolatry Preserve my worship clean ; I am the Lord who set thee free From slavery and from sin. 3 " Stretch thy desires abroad, And I'll supply them well: But if ye will refuse your God, If Israel will rebel ; — 4 "I'll leave them," saith the Lord, " To their own lusts a prey, 140 PSALMS. And let them run the dangerous road; 'Tis their own chosen way. 5 " Yet, O ! that all my saints "Would hearken to my voice ! Soon I would ease their sore complaints, And bid their hearts rejoice. 6 "While I destroy their foes, I'd richly feed my flock, And they should taste the stream that flows From their eternal Rock." 82 L. M. God the Supreme Ruler. 1 AMONG the assemblies of the great, A greater Ruler takes his seat ; The God of heaven, as Judge, surveys Those gods on earth and ail their ways. 2 Why will you then frame wicked laws 1 Or why support th unrighteous cause ? When will ye once defend the poor, That sinners vex the saints no more ? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know ; Dark are the ways in which they go : Their name of earthly gods is vain, For they shall fall and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne, And rule the nations with his rod ; He is our Judge, and he cur God. S3 S. M. God arising to subdue opposers. 1 AND will the God of grace Perpetual silence keep ? The God of justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep ? 2 Arise, almighty God, Assume thy sovereign sway ; Before th}7 throne bid sinners bow, And yield their hearts to thee. 3 Let all the nations know, And spread thv name aboad ; Ler ah who dwell on earth confess Their Saviour and their God. PSALMS. 141 §4 FIRST PART, L. M. The pleasure of public worship. 1 HOW pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are ! "With long desire my spirit faints, To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh wonld rest in thine ab :>de, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God, nay King,' why should I be So far from all my joys, and thee 1 3 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty : Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 4 Blest are the souls, who find a place Within the temple of thy grace ; There they behold thy gentler rays, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 5 Cheerful they walk with growing suength, Till all shall meet in heaven at length ; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. 84 SECOND PART, L. M. Public icorship : or grace and glory. 1 GREAT God attend while Zion sings The joy that from thy presence springs ; To spend one day with thee on earth Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O Gxl of grace : Not tents of ease, nor thrones of power, Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day : God is our shield, he guards our way, From all the assaults of hell and sin, From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful °raee will God bestow, And crown that grace with glory too ; He dves us all thing-, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, thy sovereign sway The glorious hosts of heaven obey : 142 PSALMS. While rebels at thy presence flee ; Blest is the man who trusts in thee. 84 FIRST PART, C. M. The house of God. 1 MY soul, how lovely is the place To which thy God resorts ! 'Tis heaven to see his smiling face, Though in his earthly courts. 2 There the great Monarch of the skies His saving power displays, And light breaks in upon our eyes, With kind and quickening rays. 8 With his rich gifts the heavenly Dove Descends and fills the place ; While Christ reveals his wondrous love, And sheds abroad his grace. 4 There, mighty God, thy works declare The secrets of thy will : And still we seek thy mercies there, And sing thy praises still. 84 SECOND PART, C. M. Absence from the Sanctuary. 1 O LORD, my heart cries out for thee, While far from thine abode ; When shall I tread thy courts, and see My Saviour and my God ? 2 To sit one day beneath thine eye, And hear thy gracious voice, Exceeds a whole eternity Employed in carnal joys.. 3 Lord, at thy threshold I would wait, While Jesus is within, Rather than fill a throne, of state, Or live in tents of sin. 4 Could I command the spacious land, And the more boundless sea, For one blest hour at thy right hand, I 'd give them both away. 84 FIRST PART, H. M. Longing for the house of God. 1 LORD of the worlds above, How pleasant, and how fair, PSALMS. 143 The dwellings of thy love, Thy earthly temples are ! To thine abode My heart aspires, With warm desires, To see my God. 2 0 happy souls, who pray Where God appoints to hear ! O happy men who. pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still ; And happy they Who love the way To Zion's hill. 3 They go from strength to strength Through this dark vale of tears, Till each arrives at length, Till each in heaven appears. O glorious seat, When God our King Shall thither bring Our willing feet ! 84 SECOND PART, H. M. The Sabbath in the house of God. 1 TO spend one sacred day Where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy Than thousand days beside ; Where God resorts, I love it more To keep the door, Than shine in courts. 2 God is our sun and shield, Our light and our defence ; With gifts his hands are fill'd, We draw our blessings thence. He shall bestow On Jacob's race Peculiar grace And glory too. 3 The Lord his people loves ; His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves, From pure and pious souls ; 144 PSALMS. Thrice happy be, O God ot hosts, Whose spirit trusts Alone in thee. 84 THIRD PART, H. M. Longing for God's house. 1 HOW lovely and how fair, O Lord of hosts, to me, Thv tabernacles are ! My flesh cries out for thee : My heart and soul with heavenward fire To thee, the living God aspire. 2 Lord God of hosts, give ear, A gracious answer yield ; 0 God of Jacob, hear : Behold, O God, our shield ; Look on thine own anointed One, And save through thy beloved Son. 3 Lord, I would rather stand A keeper at thy gate, Than on the king's right hand, In tents of worldly state ; To live within thy courts one day, Is worth a thousand cast away. 4 God is a sun of light, Glory and grace to shed : God is a shield of might, To guard the faithful head : O Lord of hosts, how happy he, The man who puts his trust in thee. 84 5s and 6s. The delights of God's house. 1 HOW honored, how dear, That sacred abode, Where christians draw near Their Father and God ! 'Mid worldly commotion, My wounded soul faints, For the house of devotion, The house of thy saints. 2 Oh happy the choirs Who praise thee above : What joy tunes their lyres, Thine worship is love. PSALMS. 145 Yet safe in thy keeping, And happy they be, In this world of weeping', Whose strength is in thee. 3 Though rugged their way, They drink as they go, Of springs that convey New life as they flow : The God they rely on Their strength shall renew, Till each brought to Zion, His glory shall view. 4 Thou hearer of prayer, Still grant me a place, Where christians repair To the courts of thy grace. More blest beyond measure One day so employed, Than years of vain pleasure By wordlings enjoyed. 5 The Lord is a sun : The Lord is a shield. What grace has begun, With glory is sealed. He hears the distressed ; He succors the just ; And they shall be blessed Who make him their trust. 85 FIRST PART, L. M. Deliverance begun and completed. 1 LORD thou hast called thy grace to mind, Thou hast reversed our heavy doom ; So God forgave when Israel sinned ; And brought his wand'ring captives home. 2 Thou hast begun to set us free, And made thy fiercest wrath abate ; Now let our hearts 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, fulfill thy word, And to thy praise attune our voice. 4 We wait to hear what God will say; He'll speak, and give his people peaco ; 13 146 PSALMS. But let them run no more astray, Lest his returning wrath increase. 85 SECOND PART, L. M. Salvation by Christ. 1 SALVATION is for ever nigh The souls who fear and trust the Lord ; And grace descending from on high, Fresh hopes of glory shall afYorcT. 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, Since Christ the Lord came down from heav'n ; By his obedience, so complete, Justice is pleas'd, and peace is giv'n. 3 His righteousness is gone before, To give us free access to God ; Our wand' ring feet shall stray no more, But mark his steps and keep the road. 86 C. M. A general song of praise to God. 1 AMONG the princes, earthly gods, There's none hath power divine ; Nor is their nature, mighty Lord, Nor are their works like thine. 2 The nations thou hast made, shall bring Their offerings round thy throne ; For thou alone dost wondrous things, For thou art Gcd alone. 3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet ; Teach me thy heavenly ways, And my poor scattered thoughts unite In God my Father's praise. 87 L. M. The birth-place of the Saints. 1 GOD, in his earthly temple, lays Foundations for his heavenly praise ; He likes the tents of Jacob well ; But still in Zion loves to dwell. 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. 3 What glories were described of old ! What wonders are of Zion told ! PSALMS, 147 Thou city of our God below, Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 4 Egypt and Tyre, and Greek and Jew, Shall there begin their lives anew : Angels and men shall join to sing The Hill, where living waters spring. 5 When God makes up his last account Of natives in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honor, to appear As one new-born, or nourished there ! 87 8s and 7s. Glory of the Church, 1 GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He, whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode : On the Rock of ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose ? With salvation's walls surrounded, Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 2 See the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, To supply thy sons and daughters, And all fear of want remove : Who can faint while such a river Ever flows his thirst t' assuage ? Grace, which, like the Lord, the giver, Never fails from age to age. 3 Round each habitation hovering, See the cloud and fire appear! For a glory and a covering, Showing that the Lord is near : Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He, whose word cannot be broken, Formed thee for his own abode. 88 FIRST PART, L. M. Death not the end of our being. 1 SHALL man, O God of light and life For ever moulder in the grave ? Canst thou forget thy glorious work. Thy promise and thy power to save? ' 2 In those lone, silent realms of night, Shall peace and hope no more arise ? 143 PSALMS. No future momma: light the tomb, Nor day-star gilcl the darksome skies? 3 Cease, cease, ye vain desponding fears : When Christ our Lord, from darkness sprang, Death, the last foe, was captive led, And heaven with praise and wonder rang. 4 Faith sees the bright eternal doors, Unfold to make' her 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 slumb'rers spring; Through heaven with joy their myriads rise, AndThail their Saviour and their King. §§ SECOND PART, L. M. The day of Grace. 1 WHILE life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found and peace is given ; But soon, ah soon ! approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invitee, how blest the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, While yet a pard'ning God he's found. 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing Shall death command you to the grave, Before his bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear, or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair, No sabbath's heavenly light shall rise ; No God regard your bitter prayer, Nor Saviour call you to the skies. 88 ft M. The last Account. 1 I SAW, beyond the tomb, The awful Judge appear ! Prepared to scan," with strict account, The blessings wasted here. 2 His wrath, like flaming fire, In hell for ever burns ; And, from that hopeless world of wo, No fugitive returns. PSALMS. 149 3 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, While yet 'tis called to-day; Soon will the awful voice of death, Command your souls away. 4 Soon will the harvest close, The summer soon be o'er; O sinners, then your injured God Will heed your cries no more. 88 7s and 6s." Continual Prayer. 1 LORD God of my salvation! To thee, to thee I cry: Oh, let my supplication Arrest thine ear on high: Distresses round me thicken; My life draws nigh the grave : Descend, 0 Lord, to quicken ; Descend, my soul to save. 2 Thy wrath lies hard upon me ; Thy billows o'er me roll : My friends all seem to shun me, And foes beset my soul : Where'er on earth I turn me, No comforter is near : Wilt thou too, Father, spurn me ? Wilt thou refuse to hear? 3 No ! banished and heart-broken, My soul still clings to thee : The promise thou hast spoken, Shall still my refuge be : To present ills" and terrors May future joy increase, And scourge me from my errors To duty, hope and peace. 89 FIRST PART, L. M. 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 death ? 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, Distressed with gloomy fears, we cry, " Must death for ever rage and reign ? Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 13* 150 PSALMS. 3 " Where is thy promise to the just ? Are not thy servants turned to dust V 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. Covenant with Christ, the true David. 1 FOREVER shall my song record The truth and mercy of the Lord : Mercy and truth for ever stand, Like heaven, established by his hand. 2 Thus to his Son he swore, and said, " With thee my cov'nant first is made ; In thee snail dying sinners live ; Glory and grace ale thine to give. 3 "Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priest; Thy children shall be ever blest : Thou art my chosen King ; thy throne Shall stand eternal, like my own." 4 Now let the church rejoice, and sing Jesus her Saviour and her King ; Angels his heavenly wonders show, Ana saints declare his works below. §9 FIRST PART, C. M. The faithfulness of God. 1 MY never-ceasing songs shall show The mercies of the Lord ; And make succeeding ages know, How faithful is his word. 2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce, Shall firm as heaven endure ; And if he speaks a promise once, The eternal grace is sure. 3 How long the race of David held The promised Jewish throne ! But there's a nobler cov'nant sealed To David's greater Son. 4 His seed for ever shall possess A throne above the skies : PSALMS. 151 The meanest subject of his grace Shall to that glory rise. 5 Lord God of hosts, thy wondrous ways Are sung by saints above ; And saints on earth their honors raise To thy unchanging love. 89 SECOND PART, C. M. A blessed Gospel. 1 BLEST are the souls that hear and know The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, Through their Redeemer's name ; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. 89 THIRD PART, C. M. Humble worship. 1 WITH reverence let the saints appear, And bow before the Lord ; His high commands devoudy hear, And tremble at his word. 2 How terrible thy glories rise ! How bright thy beauties 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. 4 Thy words the raging winds control, And rule the boisterous deep ; Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roD, The rolling billows sleep. 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. 152 PSALMS. 6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, Yet wondrous is thy grace ! _ While truth and mercy joined in one, Invite us near thy face. §9 FOURTH PART, C. M. The mercies of God. 1 THE mercies of my God and King, My tongue shall still pursue ; O happy they who, while they sing Those mercies — share them too. 2 As bright and lasting as the sun, As lofty as the sky ; From age to age thy word shall run, And chance and change defy. 3 The cov'nant of the King of kings Shall stand for ever sure ; Beneath the shadow of thy wings Thy saints repose secure. 4 Thine is the earth, and thine the skies, Created at thy will : ; . The waves at thy command arise, At thy command are still. 5 In earth below, in heaven above, Who— who is Lord like thee ? Oh spread the gospel of thy love, Till all thy glories see. §9 L. P. M. Death and the Resurrection. 1 THINK, mighty God, on feeble man, How few his 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 for ever said, " The race of man was only made For sickness, sorrow, and the dust ?" Are not thy servants, day by day, Sent to their graves, and turned to clay ? Lord, where's thy kindness to the just? 3 Hast thou not promised to thy Son, And all his seed, a heavenly crown ? But flesh and sense indulge despair : PSALMS. 153 For ever blessed be tbe Lord, That faith can read his holy word, And find a resurrection there. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who gives his saints a long reward _ For all their toil, reproach, and pain : Let all below, and all above, Join to proclaim thy wondrous love, And each repeat his loud Amen. 00 L. M. Man mortal, and God eternal. 1 THROUGH every age, eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode ; High was thy throne, e'er heaven was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. 2 Long hadst thou reigned, ere time began, Or dust was fashioned into man; And long thy kingdom shall endure, "When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity ; Thy dreadful sentence, Lord, was just, — "Return, ye sinners, to your dust." 4 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away ; our life's a dream ; An empty tale ; a morning flower, Cut down and withered in an hour. 90 FIRST PART, C. M. God the Help of the Saints. 1 0 GOD, our help in ages 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, And our defence is sure. 3 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth received her frame ; From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 4 Thy word commands our flesh to dust — " Return, ye sons of men :" 154 PSALMS. All nations rose from earth at first, And turn to earth again. 5 0 God, our help in ages past ; Our hope for years to come ; Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. 90 SECOND PART, C. M. Breathing after Heaven. 1 RETURN, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place : How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face ? 2 Let heaven succeed our painful years, Let sin and sorrow cease ; And in proportion to our tears, So make our joys increase. 3 Thv wonders to thy servants show, Make thine own work complete ; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. 4 Then shall we shine before thy throne, In all thy beauty, Lord ; And the poor service we have done Meet a divine reward. 90 THIRD PART, C. M. Preparation for death. 1 LORD, if thine eye survey our faults, And justice grow severe, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, And burns beyond our fear. 2 Almighty God — reveal thy love, And not thy wrath alone ; Oh let our sweet experience prove The mercies of thy throne. 3 Our souls would learn the heavenly art T' improve the hours we have, That we may act the wiser part, And live beyond the grave. 90 S. M. The Frailty and Shortness of Life. 1 LORD, what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame ! PSALMS. 155 Our life — how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name ! 2 Alas the brittle clay, That built our bodies first ! And every month, and every day, 'Tis mouldering back to dust. 3 Our moments fly apace, Nor will our minutes stay ; Just like a flood, our hasty days Are sweeping- us away. 4 Well, if our days must fly, We '11 keep their end in sight ; We '11 spend them all in wisdom's way, ■ And let them speed their flight. 5 They'll sooner waft us o'er This life's tempestuous sea : Soon we shall reach the peaceful shore Of blest eternity. 90 7s. New- Year's Day. 1 WHILE, with 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 litde, none can know. 2 As the winged arrow flies Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Darts and leaves no trace behind, — Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upward, Lord, our spirits raise, — All below is but a dream. 3 Thanks for mercies past receive ; Pardon of our sins renew : From this moment may we live With eternity in view : Bless the word to young and old : Shed abroad a Saviour's love ; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. 156 PSALMS. 91 FIRST PART, L. M. Divine protection amid dangers. 1 HE that hath made his refuge God, Shall find a most secure abode ; Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there at night shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say, " My God, thy power Shall be my fortress and my tower ; I that am formed of feeble dust, Make thine almighty arm my trust." 3 Thrice happy man 1 thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare ; Satan the tempter, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire ; God is thy life, his wings are spread, To shield thee with a healthful shade. 5 If vapors, with malignant breath, Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, Israel is safe : the poisoned air Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. 91 SECOND PART, L. M. The security of the Saints. 1 WHAT though a thousand at thy side, At thy right hand, ten thousand died, Thy God his chosen people saves Among the dead, amid the graves. 2 So when he sent his angel down To make his wrath in Egypt known, And slew their sons, his careful eye Passed all the doors of Jacob by. 3 But if the fire, or plague, or sword, Receive commission from the Lord, To strike his saints among the rest, Their very pains and deaths are blest. 4 The sword, the pestilence, or fire, Shall but fulfill their best desire ; From sins and sorrows set them free, And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. PSALMS. 157 91 C. M. Exhortation to trust in God. 1 YE sons of men, a feeble race, Exposed to every snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, And try and trust his 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 '11 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 " Because on me they set their love, I'll save them," saith the Lord ; " I '11 bear their joyful souls above Destruction and the sword. 5 " My grace shall answer when they call, In trouble I '11 be nigh : My power shall help them when they fall, And raise them when they die. 6 " Those that on earth my name have known, I '11 honor them in heaven ; There my salvation shall be shown, And endless life be given." 91 FIRST PART, 8s and 7s. The Divine Protection. 1 CALL Jehovah thy salvation, Rest beneath th' Almighty's shade ; In his secret habitation, Dwell, and never be dismayed : There no tumult can alarm thee, Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; Guile nor violence can harm thee, In eternal safeguard there. 2 From the sword at noonday wasting, From the noisome pestilence, In the depth of midnight blasting, God shall be thy sure defence : Fear not thou the deadly quiver, When a thousand feel the blow ; 14 158 PSALMS. Mercy shall thy soul deliver, Though ten thousand be laid low. 3 Since with pure and firm affection Thou on God hast set thy love ; With the wings of his protection, He will shield thee from above ; Thou shalt call on him in trouble, He will hearken, He will save ; Here for grief reward thee double, Crown with life beyond the grave. 91 SECOND PART, 8s and 7s. An Evening Psalm. 1 SAVIOUR, breathe an evening blessing Ere repose our spirits seal : Sin and want we come confessing ; Thou canst save and thou canst heal. 2 Though destruction walk around us : Though the arrows past us fly, Angel-guards from thee surround us : We are safe, if thou art nigh. 3 Though the night be dark and dreary, Darkness cannot hide from thee : Thou art he who, never weary, Watcheth where thy people be. 4 Should swift death this night o'ertake us, And our couch become our tomb, May the morn in heaven awake us, Clad in bright and deathless bloom. 92 FIRST PART, L. M. A Psalm for the Lord's Day. 1 SWEET is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing; To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal care shall seize my breast ; O let my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word ; Thy works of grace, how bright they shine ! How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! PSALMS. 159 4 Lord, 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. 5 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desired or wished below ; And every power find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. 92 SECOND PART, L. M. The Church the Garden of God. 1 LORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand In gardens planted by thy hand ; Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar, fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influence from above \ 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 true : None that attend his gates shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. 92 S. M. Public Worship. 1 SWEET is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing, To praise and pray — to hear thy word, And grateful offerings bring. 2 Sweet — at the dawning light, Thy boundless love to tell ; And when approach the shades of night, Still on the theme to dwell. 3 Sweet — on this day of rest, To join in heart and voice, With those, who love and serve thee best, And in thy name rejoice. 4 To songs of praise and joy, Be every Sabbath given, That such may be our blest employ Eternally in heaven. 160 PSALMS. 92 ?& Praise to God in the Sanctuary. 1 THOU who art enthroned above, Thou by whom we live and move ! Oh how sweet, with joyful tongue, To resound thy praise in song. _ When the morning paints the skies, When the sparkling stars arise, All thy favors to rehearse, And give thanks in grateful verse. 2 Sweet the day of sacred rest, When devotion fills the breast, When we dwell within thy house, Hear thv word, and pay our vows ; _ Notes to heaven's high mansions raise, Fill its courts with joyful praise ; With repeated hymns proclaim Great Jehovah's awful name. 3 From thy works our joys arise, O thou only good and wise ! Who thy wonders can declare 1 How profound thy counsels are. Warm our hearts with sacred fire ; Grateful fervors still inspire ; All our powers, with all their might, Ever in thy praise unite. 93 FIRST PART, L. M. The eternal and sovereign God. 1 JEHOVAH reigns, he dwells in light, Girded with majesty and might: The world, created by his 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 rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure, Thy promise stands for ever sure ; And everlasting holiness, Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. PSALMS. 161 93 SECOND PART, L. M. Dominion and power of God. 1 THE Lord, the God of glory reigns, In robes of majesty arrayed ; His rule omnipotence sustains, And guides the worlds his hands have made. 2 Ere rolling worlds began to move, Or ere the heavens were stretch'd 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 raging seas ; He speaks ! and noise and tempest fly — The waves sink down in gentle peace. 5 Thy sovereign laws are ever sure — Eternal holiness is thine ; And, Lord, thy people should be pure, And in thy blest resemblance shine. 93 S. P. M. The majesty of God. 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. 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 for ever stands on high. 14* 162 PSALMS. 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 5s and 6s. God's servants should praise Him. 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, And rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high, Almighty to save ; And still he is nigh, His presence we have : The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation To Jesus our King. 3 Salvation to God, Who sits on the throne — Let all cry aloud, And honor the Son : Our Jesus' praises The angels proclaim ; Fall down on their faces, And worship the Lamb. 4 Then let us adore, And give him his right ; All glory and power, And wisdom and might : All honor and blessing, With angels above ; And thanks never ceasing, And infinite love. 04 C. M. Help in God. 1 HAD not the Lord, my Rock, my help, Sustained my fainting head ; PSALMS. 163 My life had now in silence dwelt, My soul among the dead. 2 " Alas, my sliding feet," I cried, Thy promise was my hope ; Thy grace stood constant at my side, Thy spirit bore me up. 3 While multitudes of mournful thoughts, Within my bosom roll ; Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul. 4 The powers of earth may proudly rise, And frame oppressive laws : But God my refuge, rules the skies, He will defend my cause. 95 L. M. Canaan lost through Unbelief. 1 COME, let our voices join to raise A sacred song of solemn praise ; God is a sovereign King ; rehearse His honors 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 our hardened hearts renew The sins and plagues that Israel knew. 4 Look back, my soul, with holy dread, And view those ancient rebels dead : Attend the offered grace to-day, Nor lose the blessing by delay. 5 Seize the kind promise, while it waits, And march to Zion's heavenly gates, Believe, and take the promised rest ; Obey, and be for ever blest. 95 C, M. Preparation for prayer. 1 SING to the Lord Jehovah's name, And in his strength rejoice ; When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 164 PSALMS. 2 With thanks, approach his awful sight, And psalms of honor sing ; The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King. 3 Come— and with humble souls, adore ; Come — kneel before his face : Oh may the creatures of his power Be children of his grace ! 4 Now is the time — he bends his ear, And waits for your request ; Come — lest he rouse his wrath — and swear, " Ye shall not see my rest." 95 S. M. Obedience enforced. 1 COME, sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing ; Jehovah is the sovereign God, The universal King. 2 He formed the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The watery worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 3 Come, worship at his throne, Come, bow before the Lord ; We are his works, and not our own ; He formed us by his word. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod ; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. 5 But if your ears refuse The language of his grace, And hearts grow hard, like stubborn Jews, That unbelieving race : 6 The Lord, in vengeance drest, Will lift his hand and swear, " You that despise my promised rest, Shall have no portion there." 95 8s. Public worship. 1 OH come, let us sing to the Lord, In God our salvation rejoice ; PSALMS. 165 In psalms of thanksgiving, record His praise, with one spirit and voice : Jehovah is King, and he rciarns The God of all gods, on his throne ; The strength of the hills he maintains; The ends of the earth are his own. 2 The sea is Jehovah's : he made The tide its dominion to know : The land is Jehovah's : he laid Its solid foundation below. Oh come let us worship and kneel Before our Creator, our God ; The people who serve him with zeal, The flock whom he guides with his rod. 96 C. M. Christ's First and Second Coming. 1 SING to the Lord, ye distant lands, Ye tribes of every tongue ; His new discovered grace demands A new and nobler song. 2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, God's own almighty Son ; His power the sinking wcrld sustains, And grace surrounds his throne. 3 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day, Joy through the earth be seen ; Let cities shine in bright arra}7-, And fields in cheerful green. 4 The joyous earth, the bending skies, His glorious train display ; Ye mountains sink, ye valleys rise, Prepare the Lord his way. 5 Behold, he comes, he comes to bless The nations as their God ; To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. 6 But when his voice shall raise the dead, And bid the world draw near; How will the guilty nations dread, To see then Judge appear ! 96 S. M. Praise due to God alone. 1 NOW let our songs arise, In new exalted strains ; 166 PSALMS. Let earth repeat it to the skies, The Lord, the Saviour reigns ! 2 Sing to the Lord our God, And bless his sacred name : His great salvation, all abroad, From day to day proclaim. 3 Midst heathen nations place The glories of his throne ; And let the wonders of his grace Through all the earth be known. 4 Great is th' eternal Lord, And great must be his praise : O'er all the gods, on high adored, His mightier arm he '11 raise. 5 The gods, the heathen boasts, Nor hear — nor see — nor move : Jehovah is the Lord of hosts, Who spread the heavens above ! 6 Through earth, let ev'ry tribe, Let ev'ry nation, sing : Glory, and grace, and might ascribe To our eternal King. 96 L. P. M. The God of the Gentiles. 1 LET all the earth their voices raise, To sing the choicest psalm of praise ; To sing and bless Jehovah's name : His glory let the heathen know ; His wonders to the nations show; And all his saving works proclaim. 2 He framed the globe, he built the sky, He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns complete in glory there ; His beams are majesty and light ; His beauties, how divinely bright ! His temple, how divinely fair ! 3 Come, the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving power, And barbarous nations fear his name ; Then shall the race of men confess The beautv of his holiness, And, in his courts, his grace proclaim. PSALMS. 167 97 FIRST PART, L. M. Christ coining to judgment. 1 HE reigns ! the Lord, the Saviour reigns ! Praise him in evangelic strains ; Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, And distant islands join their voice. . 2 Deep are his counsels and unknown ; But grace and truth support his throne : Though gloomy clouds his way surround, Justice is their eternal ground. 3 In robes of judgment, lo, he comes ! Shakes the wide earth and cleaves the tombs ; Before him burns devouring fire, The mountains melt, the seas retire. 4 His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight, and shun the day : Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, And sing, for your redemption's nigh. 97 SECOND PART, L. M. Christ's Incarnation. 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 on high, and gods below. 3 Let idols totter to the ground, And their own worshippers confound : But Judah shout, and Zion sing ; And earth confess her sovereign King. 97 THIRD PART, L. M. Grace and Glory. 1 THE 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. 2 Immortal light, and joys unknown, Are for the saints in darkness sown ; Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise, And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 168 PSALMS. 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 C. M. The reign of Christ. 1 LET earth, with every isle and sea, Rejoice, the Saviour reigns : His word, like fire, 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. 3 Adoring angels at his birth Make the Redeemer known ; Thus shall he come to judge the earth, And angels guard his throne. 4 His foes shall tremble at his sight, And hills and seas retire : His children take their upward flight, And leave the world on fire. 5 The seeds of joy and glory sown For saints in darkness here, Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown, And a rich harvest bear. 9S FIRST PART, C. M. Praise for the Gospel. 1 TO our almighty Maker God, New honors be addressed ; His great salvation shines abroad, And makes the nations blessed. 2 He spake the word to Abraham first ; His truth fulfills his grace : The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteousness. 3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim, With all her different tongues ; And spread the honors of his name, In melody and songs* PSALMS. 98 SECOND PART, C. M. The joyful Reign of Christ. 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 Jov to the world — the Saviour reigns, Let men their songs employ ; While fields and floods — rocks, hills and 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. 98 THIRD PART, C, M. Christ' 's First and Second Coming, 1 TO God address the 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. 3 The promised Saviour meekly came, And man's full ransom paid ; Again he comes, his own to claim, In awful pomp arrayed. 4 He comes with power — he quits the skies, To punish and reward ; Oh ! let one general chorus rise To praise the sovereign Lord. 99 FIRST PART, S. M. The majesty and grace of Jehovah. 1 THE Lord Jehovah reigns, Let all the nations fear ; Let sinners tremble at his throne, And saints be humble there. 15 170 PSALMS. 2 Jesus, the Saviour, reigns, Let earth adore its Lord ; Bright cherubs his attendants stand, Swift to fulfill his word. 3 In Zion is his throne. His honors are divine ; His church shall make his wonders known- For there his glories shine. 4 How holy is his name ! How fearful is his praise ! Justice, and truth, and judgment join In all his works of grace. 99 SECOND PART, S. M. A holy God worshipped icith Reverence. 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 knowm. When they abused his grace. 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. Praise to our Creator. 1 YE nations of the earth, rejoice Before the Lord, your Sovereign King ; Serve him with cheerful heart and voice ; With all your tongues his glory sing. 2 The Lord is God — 'tis he alone Doth life and breath and being give ; We are his work, and not our own ; The sheep that on his pastures live. 3 Enter his gates with songs of joy ; With praises to his courts repair ; PSALMS. 171 And make it your divine employ, To pay your thanks and honors there. 4 The Lord is good ; the Lord is kind ; Great is his grace, his mercy sure ; And the whole race of man shall find His truth from age to age endure. 100 SECOND PART, L. M. The Sovereign Jehovah. 1 BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations, bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create — and he destroy. 2 His sovereign power, without our aid, Made us of clay — and formed us men ; And when, like wandering sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people — we his care — Our souls, and all our mortal frame : What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name ? 4 We '11 crowd thy gates, with thankful songs, High, as the heaven, our voices raise ; And earth, with her ten thousand tongues, Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide — as the world — is thy command, Vast — as eternity — thy love ; Firm — as a rock — thy truth shall stand, When rolling years shall cease to move. 100 S. M. Public Praise. 1 SING 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 guarded by his daily care, And on his bounty live. 172 PSALMS. 4 Good is the Lord our God ; His truth and mercy sure ; And while eternity shall last, His promises endure. 100 FIRST PART, 7s. Praise from all Lands. 1 OH, be joyful in the Lord, Every land beneath the sun : In his praise with glad accord, Let all tongues and hearts be one : For our God is God alone ; Whose we are and not our own ; We his people are — the sheep He will ever rule and keep. 2 Come and join the joyous throng, Who Jehovah's praise proclaim : In his courts, with grateful song, Speak the honors of his name. Rich his bounty to our race ; Inexhaustible his grace ; Ready to forgive and bless ; Ever sure his faithfulness. 100 SECOND PART, 7s. Thanksgiving to God. 1 OH, give thanks to him who made Morning light and evening shade ; Source and giver of all good, Nightly sleep and daily food; Quick'nerof our wearied powers, Guard of our unconscious hours. 2 Oh, give thanks to nature's King, Who made every breathing thing ; His our warm and sentient fame, His the mind's immortal flame : Oh, how close the ties that bind Spirits to th' eternal Mind ! 3 Oh, give thanks to him who came In a mortal, suffering frame— From the throne in yonder sky — Came for rebel man to die ; In the path himself hath trod, Leading back Ms saints to God. PSALMS. 173 100 lis and 8s. Thanksgiving and praise in the Sanctuary. 1 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth, O serve him with gladness and fear ; Exult in his presence with music and mirth, With love and devotion draw near. 2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone, Creator and ruler o'er all : And we are his people, his sceptre we own ; His sheep, and we fullow his call. 3 0, enter his gates with thanksgiving and song, Your vo%vs in his temple proclaim ; His praise in melodious accordance prolong, And bless his adorable name. 4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good, And we are the work of his hand ; His mercy and truth from eternity stood, And shall to eternity stand. 100 H. M. God's Goodness and Truth. 1 SING to the Lord most high : Let every land adore ; With grateful voice make known His goodness and his power : With cheerful songs Declare his ways, And let his praise Inspire your tongues. 2 Enter his courts with ]oy ; With fear address the Lord ; He formed us with his hand, And quickened by his word ; With wide command, He spreads his sway O'er every sea And every land. 3 His hands provide our food, And eveiy blessing give ; We feed upon his care, And in his pastures live : With cheerful songs Declare his ways, And let his praise Inspire your tongues. 15* 174 PSALMS. 4 Good is the Lord our God, His truth and mercy sure ; While earth and heaven shall last, His promises endure : With wide command, He spreads his sway O'er every sea And every land. 101 L. M. The Magistrate's Song. 1 MERCY and judgment are my song; And since they both to thee belong, My gracious Gjd, my righteous King, To thee my songs and vows I bring. 2 If I am raised to bear the sword, I '11 take my counsel from thy word ; Thy justice and thy heavenly grace Shall be the pattern of my ways. 3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, And let my God with me reside : No wicked thing shall dwell with me, Which may provoke thy jealousy. 4 I'll search the land, and raise the just To posts of honor, wealth, and trust : The men that work thy holy will, Shall be my friends and fav' rites still. 102 FIRST PART, L. M. Men mortal— the Church safe. 1 IT is the Lord our Saviour's hand Weakens our strength amidst the race ; Disease and death, at his command, Arrest us, and cut short our days. 2 Spare us, 0 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 sorrow shall assuage ; " Our Father and our Saviour live : Christ is the same through every age." 4 The starry curtains of the sky, Like garments, shall be laid aside : PSALMS. 175 But still thy throne stands firm and high ; Thy church for ever must abide. 5 Before thy face, thy church shall live, And on thy throne thy children reign ; This dying world shall they survive, And the dead saints be raised again. 102 SECOND PART, L. M. The unchanging God. 1 GREAT Former of this various frame, Our souls adore thine awful name, And bow and tremble while they praise The Ancient of eternal days. 2 Before thine infinite survey, Creation rose as yesterday, And, as to-morrow, shall thine eye See earth and stars in ruin lie. 3 Beyond the highest angel's sight, Thou dwellest in eternal light, Which shines with undiminished ray, While suns and systems waste away, 4 Our days a transient period run, And change with ev'ry circling sun ; And while to lengthened years we trust, Before the moth we sink to dust. 5 But let the creatures fall around ; Let death consign us to the ground; Let the last general flame arise, And melt the arches of the skies : — 6 Calm as the summex's ocean, we Can all the wreck of nature see ; While grace secures us an abode Unshaken as the throne of God. 102 FIRST PART, C. M. Prayer heard, and Zion restored. 1 LET Zion and her sons rejoice — Behold the promised hour ! Her God hath heard her mourning voice, And comes t' exalt his power. 2 Her dust and ruins that remain Are precious in our eyes : Those ruins shall be built again, And all that dust shall rise. 176 PSALMS. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there ; Nations shall bow before his name, And kings attend with fear. 4 He sits a Sovereign on his throne, With pity in his eyes ; He hears the dying" prisoners groan, And sees their sighs arise. 5 He frees the souls condemned to death ; And, when his saints complain, It shan't be said that praying breath Was ever spent in vain. 6 This shall be known, when we are dead, And left on long record, — That ages, yet unborn, may read, And trust and praise the Lord. 102 SECOND PART, C. If. A Prayer for the Afflicted. 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. 3 But thou for ever art the same, O my eternal God ! Ages to come shall know thy name, And spread thy work#abroad. 4 Thou wilt arise and show thy face, Nor will my Lord delay Beyond th' appointed hour of grace, That long-expected day. 5 He hears his saints, he knows their cry, And by mysterious ways Redeems the prisoners doomed to die, And fills their tongues with praise. 102 THIRD PART, C. 31. God unchangeable amid changes of creation. 1 THROUGH endless years thou art the same, 0 thou eternal God ! PSALMS. ff| Ages 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, the beauteous arch of heaven. With matchless skill was made. 3 Soon shall this goodly frame of things, Formed by thy powerful hand, Be like a vesture laid aside, And changed at thy command. 4 But thy perfections all divine, Eternal as thy days, Through everlasting ages shine, With undiminished rays. 102 7s. Prayer in Afflictions. 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. 3 Earth and hell their censures pour, Madly rase against my soul : When my God appears no more, Who their fury can control ? 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. The goodness and mercy of God celebrated. 1 BLESS, O my soul, the living God, Call home thy thoughts that rove abroad : Let ail the powers within me join, In work and worship sg 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. 178 PSALMS. 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. 4 Let every land his power confess, Let all the earth adore his grace : The Gentile with the Jew shall join, In work and worship so divine. 103 SECOND PART, L. M. Forgiveness — gentle chastisement. 1 THE Lord, how wondrous are his ways ! How firm his word, how large his grace I Mercy and truth surround his throne ; And thence he makes his glories known. 2 Not half so high his power hath spread, The starry heavens above our head ; As his rich love exceeds our praise — Exceeds the highest hopes we raise. 3 Not half so far hath nature placed The rising morning from the west, As his forgiving grace removes The daily guilt of those he loves. 4 How slowly doth his wrath arise ! On swifter wings salvation flies ; And if he lets his anger burn, How soon his frowns to pity turn. 5 His everlasting love is sure ; To all the saints it shall endure : From age to age- his truth shall reign ; Nor children's children hope in vain. 103 FIRST PART, S. M. The mercies of God. 1 OH bless the Lord, my soul, Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favors are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul, Nor let his mercies he Forgotten in unthankfulness, And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins, 'Tis he relieves thy pain, PSALMS. 179 'Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransomed from the grave ; He that redeemed my soul from hell, Hath sovereign power to save. 5 He fills the poor with good; He gives the sufferers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice forth oppressed. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known ; But sent the world his truth and grace By his beloved Son. 103 SECOND PART, S. M. Praise to God for his Mercies. 1 OH bless the Lord, my soul ! His sjace to thee proclaim : And all that is widiin 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. 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. 5 Then bless his holy name, Whose grace hath made the whole ; Whose loving kindness crowns thy days ; Oh bless tne Lord, my soul ! 103 THIRD PART, S. M. Mercy in the midst of Judgment. 1 MY soul, repeat His praise, Whose mercies are so great ; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 180 PSALMS, 2 High as the heavens are raised Above the ground we tread ; So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 3 His power subdues our sins, And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 4 The pity of the Lord, To those that fear his name, Is such as tender parents feel ; He knows our feeble frame. $ Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flower ; If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 6 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure ; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. 103 FOURTH PART, S. M. God's Dominion; or, Angelic Praise. 1 THE Lord, the sovereign Kiner, 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 swiff to do his will, Bless ve the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfill. 3 Let the bright hosts who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works, Through his vast kingdom, show Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, Shalt sing his graces too. 104 FIRST PART, L. M. God's majesty as the Creator and sovereign King. 1 MY soul, thy great Creator praise ; When clothed in his celestial rays, PSALMS. 181 He in full majesty appears, And like a robe his glory wears. 2 The heavens are for his curtains spread ; Th' unfathomed deep he makes his bed ; Clouds are his chariot, when he flies On winged storms across the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His ministers are flaming fires ; And swift as thought their armies move, To bear his vengeance or his love. 4 Vast are thy works, Almighty Lord ! All nature rests upon thy word ; And the whole race of creatures stand, Waiting their portion from thy hand. 5 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, And at thy touch the mountains smoke ; Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sovereign grace. 6 In thee, my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditation sweet ; Thy praises shall my breath employ, Till it expire in endless joy. 105 C. M. Covenant with Abraham remembered. 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 cov'nant, which he kept in mind For numerous ages past, To numerous ages yet behind, In equal force shall last. 3 He sware to Abraham and his seed, And made the blessings sure ; — Gentiles the ancient promise read, And find his truth endure. 4 Like pilgrims through the countries round, Securely they removed ; And haughty kings, who on them frowned, Severely he reproved. 5 Thus guarded by th' Almighty hand, The chosen tribes possessed 16 182 PSALMS. Canaan, the rich, the promised land, And there enjoyed their rest. 6 Then let the world forbear its rage, The church renounce her fear ; Israel must live through every age, And be th' Almighty's care. 105 &. Encouragement to seek God. 1 OH give thanks unto the Lord : All his wondrous deeds proclaim : Every tongue his praise record; Every heart adore his name. 2 Seek the Lord — his grace implore ; On his love your trust repose : Seek his presence evermore ; There lay down your cares and woes. 3 Ye that make the Lord your choice, Call to mind his works of love : Tell his wonders, and rejoice In your King who reigns above. 4 Thou, O Lord, art true and just : Thou wilt crown with sure success All the waiting souls that trust In thy love and faithfulness. 106 FIRST PART, L. M. God praised j or his Goodness and Mercy. 1 OH render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Has stood, and shall for ever last. 2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast — but numberless ? What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise 1 3 Extend to me that favor, Lord, Thou to thy chosen dost afford ; When thou return'st to set them free, Let thy salvation visit me. 4 Oh render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love ; Whose mercy firm, through ages past, Has stood, and shall for ever last. PSALMS. 183 106 SECOND PART, L. M. Praise to God for his greatness and mercy. 1 TO God the great, the ever blest, Let songs of honor be addressed; His mercy firm for ever stands ; Give him the thanks his love demands. 2 Who knows the wonders of thy ways? Who shall fulfill thy boundless praise ? — Blest are the souls that fear thee still, And pay their duty to thy will. 3 Remember what thy mercy did For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed ; And with the same salvation bless The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 4 Oh may I see thy tribes rejoice, And aid their triumphs with my voice : This is my glory, Lord, to be Joined to thy saints, and near to thee. 106 S. M. Israel punished and pardoned. 1 GOD of eternal love, How fickle are our ways ! And yet, how oft did Israel prove Thy constancy of grace ! 2 They saw thy wonders wrought, And then thy praise they sung; But soon thy works of power forgot, And murmured with their tongue. 3 Now they believe his word, While rocks with rivers flow; Now with their lusts provoke the Lord, Till he reduce them low. 4 Yet when they mourned their faults, He hearkened to their groans ; Brought his own cov'nant to his thoughts, And called them still his sons. 5 Their names were in his book ; He saved them from their foes; Oft he chastised, but ne'er forsook. The people whom he chose. 6 Let Israel bless the Lord, Who loved their ancient race ■; 184 PSALMS. And Christians join the solemn word, Amen, to all the praise. 107 FIRST PART, L. M. Israel led to Canaan, and Christians to heaven. 1 GIVE thanks to God, he reigns above, Kind are his thought?, his name is love ; His mercy ages past have known, And ages long to come shall own. 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord, The wonders of his grace record ; Israel, the nation whom he chose, And rescued from their mighty foes. 3 Thus when our first release we gain From sin's old yoke, and Satan's chain, We have this desert world to pas?, A dangerous and a tiresome place. 4 He feeds and clothes us all the way, He guides our footsteps, lest we stray ; He guards us with a powerful hand, And brings us to the heavenly land. 5 Oh, let the saints with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord ! How great his works ! how kind his ways ! Let every tongue pronounce his praise. 107 SECOND PART, L. M. The Seaman's Song. 1 WOULD you behold the works of God, His wonders in the world abroad ? With the bold mariners survey The unknown regions of the sea ! 2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favor of the wind : Till God command and tempests rise, That heave the ocean to the skies. 3 When land is far and death is nigh, Lost to all hope, to God they cry ; His mercy hears their loud address, And sends salvation in distress. 4 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, And stormy tempests cease to rage ; The gladsome train their fears give o'er, And nail with joy their native shore. PSALMS. 185 5 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! Let them their private offerings bring, And in the church his glory sing. 107 C. M. Servants of God safe. 1 HOW are thy servants blessed, 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, High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. 4 The storm is laid — the winds retire, Obedient to thy will : The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 5 In midst of dangers, fears and deaths, Thy goodness we '11 adore ; We '11 praise thee for thy mercies past ; And humbly hope for more. 107 FIRST PART, 7s. Divine Guidance. 1 THANK and praise Jehovah's name, For his mercies firm and sure, From eternity the same, To eternity endure. 2 Let the ransomed thus rejoice, Gathered out of every land, As the people of his choice ; Plucked from the destroyer's hand. 3 To a pleasant land he brings, Where the vine and olive grow, Where from flowery hills the springs Through luxuriant valleys flow. 4 Oh that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race ; 16* 186 PSALMS. For the wonders of his word, And the riches of his grace. 10T SECOND PART, 7s. The dangers of the ocean. 1 THEY that toil upon the deep And in vessels light and frail, O'er the mighty waters sweep, With the billow and the gale ; Mark what wonders God performs, When he speaks, and, unconfined, Rush to battle, all his storms, In the chariots of the wind. 2 Up to heaven their bark is whirl'd, On the mountain of the wave ; Down as suddenly 'tis hurl'd, To th' abysses of the grave ; Mid the tempest now they roll, As intoxicate with wine ; Terrors paralize their soul, Helm they quit and hope resign. 3 Then unto the Lord they cry : He inclines a gracious ear ; Sends deliverance from on high, Rescues them from all their fear : O, that men would praise the Lord, For his goodness to their race, For the wonders of his word, And the riches of his grace. 108 C. M. A Morning Song. 1 AWAKE, 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. PSALMS. 187 4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, And throng thy courts above ; While sinners hear thy pardoning voice, And taste redeeming love. 109 C, M. The Example of Christ. 1 GOD of my mercy and my praise, Thy glory is my song, Though sinners speak against thy grace, With a blaspheming tongue. 2 When in the form of mortal man Thy Son on earth was found, With cruel slander?, false and vain, They compassed him around. 3 Their miseries his compassion move, Their peace he still pursued ; They render hatred for his love, And evil for his good. 4 Their malice raged without a cause ; Yet with his dying breath He prayed for murderers on his cross, And blessed his foes in death. 5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine In vain before mine eyes ? Give me a soul a-kin to thine, To love mine enemies. 6 The Lord shall on my side engage, And in my Saviour's name Shall defeat their pride and rage, Who slander and condemn. 110 L. M. Christ exalted as a King and Saviour. 1 THUS God, the eternal Father, spake To Christ the Son — "Ascend 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, When saints shall flock with willing minds, 188 PSALMS. And sinners crowd thy temple-gate, Where holiness in beauty shines." 4 O blessed power ! O glorious day ! How large a victory shall ensue ! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew. 110 C. M. Ckrisfs Kingdom and Priesthood. 1 JESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, And near thy Father sit : In Zion shall thy power be known, And make thy foes submit. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel do ! Thy converts shall surpass The numerous drops of morning dew, And own thy sovereign grace. 3 God hath pronounced a firm decree, Nor changes what he swore, " Eternal shall thy priesthood be, When Aaron is no more." 4 Jesus, our Priest, for ever lives, To plead for us above : Jesus, our King, for ever gives The blessings of his love. 5 God shall exalt his glorious head, And his high throne maintain; Shall strike the powers and princes dead, Who dare oppose his reign. 111 FIRST PART, C. M. The Wisdom of God in his Works. 1 SONGS of immortal praise belong To my Almighty God : He has my heart, and he my tongue, To spread his name abroad. 2 How great the works his hand has wrought ! How glorious in our sight ! And men in every age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 How most exact is nature's frame ! How wise the Eternal Mind ! His counsels never change the scheme, That his first thoughts designed. PSALMS. 189 4 When he redeemed his chosen sons, He fixed his cov'nant sure ; The orders that his lips pronounce, To endless years endure. 5 Nature and time, and earth and skies, Thy heavenly skill proclaim : What shall we do to make us wise — But learn to read thy name ? 6 To fear thy power, to trust thy grace, Is our divinest skill ; And he's the wisest of our race, Who best obeys thy will. 111 SECOND PART, C. M. Perfections of God. 1 GREAT is the Lord ; his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 2 Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food ; And, ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seal his cov'nant sure ; Holy and reverend is his name, His ways are just and pure. 4 Great is the Lord — his works of might Demand our noblest songs ; Oh let th' assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. 112 L. M. Blessings of the Charitable. 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 ; 190 PSALMS. Amid the darkness light shall rise, To cheer his heart, and bless his eyes. 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 C. M. Liberality rewarded. 1 HAPPY is he who fears the Lord, And follows his commands ; Who lends the poor without reward, Or gives with liberal hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need ; So God shall answer his request With blessings on his seed. 3 In times of danger and distress, Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world his righteousness, And give him peace divine. 4 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord ; Honor on earth and joys above, Shall be his sure reward. 112 L.P.M. Blessings of the liberal man. 1 THAT man is blest who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law; His seed on earth shall be renowned ; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An unexhausted treasury, And with successive honors crowned. 2 His liberal favors he extends ; To some he gives, to others lends ; A generous pity fills his mind : Yet what his charity impairs, He saves by prudence in affairs, And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, while they his alms bestowed, His glory's future harvest sowed ; The sweet remembrance of the just, PSALMS. 191 Like a green root, revives and bears, A train of blessings for his heirs, When dying nature sleeps in dust. 4 Beset with threat' ning dangers round, Unmoved shall he maintain his ground ; His conscience holds his courage up : The soul that's filled with virtue's light, Shines brightest in affliction's night, And sees in darkness beams of hope. 113 FIRST PART, L. M. God Sovereign and Gracious. 1 YE servants of th' almighty King, In every age his praises sing ; Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat. 2 Above the earth — beyond the sky, Stands his high throne of majesty ; Nor time nor place his power restrain — Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their God compare ? His glories how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light ! 4 Behold his love ! he stoops to view What saints above and angels do ; And condescends, yet more, to know The mean affairs of men below. 5 From dust, and cottages obscure, His grace exalts the humble poor ; Gives them the honor of his sons, And fits them for their heavenly thrones. 113 SECOND PART, L. M. Praise for God's condescension. 1 SERVANTS of God in joyful lays, Sing ye the Lord Jehovah's praise : His glorious name let all adore, From age to age, for evermore. 2 Blest be that name, supremely blest, From the sun's rising to its rest : Above the heavens his power is known ; Through all the earth his goodness shown. 192 PSALMS. 3 Who is like God ? — so great, so high, He bows himself to view the sky ; And yet with condescending grace, Looks down upon the human race. 4 He hears the uncomplaining moan Of those who sit and weep alone : He lifts the mourner from the dust, And saves the poor in him that trust. 5 Servants of God in joyful lays, Sing ye the Lord Jehovah'spraise : His saving name let all adore, From age to age, for evermore. 113 7s. The Condescension of God. 1 HALLALU JAH : — raise, oh raise To our God the song of praise : All his servants, join to sing God our Saviour and our King. 2 Blessed be for evermore That dread name which we adore ! Round the world his praise be sung, Through all lands, in every tongue. 3 O'er all nations God alone, Higher than the heavens his throne, Who is like our God most high, Infinite in majesty ? 4 Yet to view the heavens he bends : Yea, to earth he condescends ; Passing by the rich and great, For the low and desolate. 5 He the broken spirit cheers, Turns to joy the mourner's tears : Such the wonders of his ways ! Praise his name, — for ever praise. 113 L. P. IVL Majesty and Condescension of God. 1 YE that delight to serve the Lord, The honors of his name record, His sacred name for ever bless : Where'er the circling sun displays His rising beams or setting rays, Let lands and seas his power confess. PSALMS. 193 2 Not time, nor nature's narrow rounds, Can give his vast dominion bounds ; The heavens are far below his height : Let no created greatness dare With our eternal God compare, Armed with his uncreated might. 3 He bows his glorious head to view What the bright hosts of angels do. And bends his care to mortal things : His sovereign hand "exalts the poor ; He takes the needy from the door, And fits them for the thrones of kings 114 L. M. Miracles attending Israels Journey. 1 WHEN Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand, Left the proud tyrant and his land, The tribes, with cheerful homage, own Their King, and Judah was his throne. 2 Across the deep their journey lay ; The deep divides to make them way : Jordan beheld their march, and fled, With backward current, to his head. 3 What power could make the deep divide ! Make Jordan backward roll his tide ! Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? And. whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 4 Let every mountain, every flood, Retire, and know th' approaching God ! The King of Israel ! see him here ! Tremble, thou earth, adore, and fear. 115 L. M. The true God ; or, Idolatry reproved. 1 NOT to ourselves, who are but dust, Not to ourselves is glory due ; Eternal God, thou only just, Thou only gracious, wise and true ! 2 The God we serve, maintains his throne, Above the clouds, beyond the skies : Through all the earth his will is done ; He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 3 OI°rael,make the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest ,- 194 PSALMS. The Lord shall build thy ruins up, And bless the people "and the priest. 4 The dead no more can speak thy praise ; They dwell in silence in the grave ; But we shall live to sing thy grace, And tell the world thy power to save. 116 FIRST PART, L. M. Grateful Recollections. 1 I LOVE the Lord ; his gracious ear Was open to my mournful prayer ; He heard my supplicating voice, And bade my fainting heart rejoice. 2 Return, my soul, and sweetly rest On thy almighty Father's breast ; The riches of his grace adore, And tell his wondrous mercies o'er. 3 What shall I render to the Lord ? Or how his matchless grace record ? To him my grateful voice I '11 raise, And pour libations to his praise. 4 His crowded courts shall see me pay The vows of my distressful day ; In life and death, the saints shall find Their guardian God for ever kind. 116 SECOND PART, L. M. The Saint's Best. 1 RETURN, my soul, unto thy rest, From vain pursuits and maddening cares : From hourly woes that wring thy breast, The world's allurements — Satan's snares. 2 Return unto thy rest, my soul, From all the wanderings of thy thought : From sickness unto death made whole ; Safe through a thousand perils brought. 3 Then to thy rest, my soul, return, From passions every hour at strife : Sin's works, and ways, and wages spurn ; Lay hold upon eternal life. 4 God is thy rest — with heart inclined To keep his word, that word believe : Christ is thy rest— with lowly mind, His light and easy yoke receive. PSALMS. 195 116 FIRST PART, C. M. Thanks for restoring Mercy. 1 I LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries, And pitied every groan ; Long as I live, when troubles rise, I '11 hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord : he bowed his ear, And chased my griefs away : Oh let my heart no more despair While I have breath to pray. 3 My flesh declined, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead, While inward pangs and fears of hell Perplexed my wakeful head. 4 "My God," I cried, "thy servant save, Thou ever good and just ; Thy power can rescue from the grave, Thy power is all my trust." 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove ; Return, my soul, to God thy rest, Fo thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath saved my soul from death, And dried my falling tears ; Now to h'.s praise I '11 spend my breath, A .id my remaining years. 116 SECOND PART, C. M. Vows made in trouble, paid in the Church. 1 WHAT shall I render to my God, For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 2 Among the saints who fill thy house, 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 thy grace to me ! 196 PSALMS. My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine— for ever thine— Nor shall my purpose move ; _ Thy hand hath 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. 116 7s. Help from God in time of trouble. 1 O THOU God who hearest prayer, Every hour and every where ! Listen to my feeble breath, Now I touch the gates of death : For his sake whose blood I plead, Hear me in the hour of need. 2 Hear and save me, gracious Lord ; For my trust is in thy word : Wash me from the stain of sin, That thy peace may rule within : May I show myself thy child, Ransomed, pardoned, reconciled. 3 Thou art merciful to save ! Thou hast snatched me from the grave 1 I would kiss the chastening rod, O my Father and my God ! Only hide not now thy face, God of all-sufficient grace ! 4 Leave me not, my strength, my trust ! Oh, remember I am dust : Leave me not again to stray ; Leave me not the tempter's prey : Fix my heart on things above : Make me happy in thy love. 117 L. M. Exhortation to Universal Praise. 1 FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung Through every land, by every tongue. PSALMS. 197 2 Eternal are thy mercies Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. 117 C. M. Praise to God from all Nations. 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. 2 His mercy reigns through every land ! Proclaim hi'2 grace abroad ; For ever firm his truth shall stand, — Praise ye the faithful God. 117 FIRST PART, S. M. Praise to God for his truth and grace. 1 THY name, almighty Lord, Shall sound through distant lands ; Great is thy grace — and sure thy word ; Thy truth for ever stands. 2 Far be thine honor spread, And long thy praise endure, Till morning light, and evening shade Shall be exchanged no more. 117 SECOND PART, S. M. Universal and Endless Praise. 1 LET songs of endless praise From every nation rise ; Let all the lands their tribute raise, To God, who rules the skies. 2 His mercy and his love Are boundless as his name ; And all eternity shall prove His truth remains the same. 117 H. M. Universal Praise. 1 JEHOVAH'S praise sublime, Through the wide earth be sung: Ye realms of ev'ry clime, Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue, His infinite compassion bliss, His ever-during faithfulness. 17* 198 PSALMS. 117 7s. Praise from all lands. 1 ALL ye nations, praise the Lord, All ye lands, your voices raise ; Heaven and earth, with loud accord, Praise the Lord — for ever 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. 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 L. M. A new Song of Salvation by Christ. 1 LO, what a glorious Corner-Stone The Jewish builders did refuse ! But God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envy, and the Jews. 2 Great God, the work is all divine, The joy and wonder of our eyes ! This is the day that proves it thine. The day that saw our Saviour rise. 3 Sinners, rejoice, and saints, be glad ; Hosanna ! let his name be blest ! A thousand honors on his head, With peace, and light, and glory rest ! 4 In God's own name, he comes to bring Salvation to our dying race ; Let the whole church address their King, With hearts of joy, and songs of praise. 118 FIRST PART, C. M. Deliverance from a Tumult. 1 THE Lord appears my helper now, Nor is my faith afraid What all the sons of earth can do, Since heaven affords its aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. PSALMS. 199 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 Like angry bees they girt me round ; When God appears they fly : So burning thorns, with crackling sound, Make a fierce blaze, and die. 5 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs ; The Lord protects their days ; Let Israel tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. 118 SECOND PART, C. M. Public praise for Deliverance. 1 LORD, thou hast heard thy servants cry, And rescued from the grave ; Now shall we live — for none can die, Whom God resolves to save. 2 Thy praise, more constant than before, Shall fill our daily breath ; Thy hand, that hath chastised us sore, Defends us still from death. 3 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 Among th' assembly of thy saints, Our cheerful voice we raise ; Here we have told thee our complaints — And here we speak thy praise. 118 THIRD PART, C. M. 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 ; And saints adore his name : They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain ; 200 PSALMS. Yet on this Rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood ! Yet must this building rise : 'Tis thine own work, Almighty God! And wondrous in our eyes. 118 FOURTH PART, C. M. The Lord's Day. 1 THIS is the day the Lord hath made : He calls the hours his own : Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, Ana satan's empire fell : To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King ! To David's holy Son : Help us, O Lord, descend and bring, Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace : Who comes in God his Father's name, To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The Church on earth can raise ; The highest heavens, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. 118 S. M. Salvation by Christ. 1 SEE, what a living Stone The builders did refuse : Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 2 The Scribe and angry Priest Reject thine only Son ; Yet on this Rock shall Si on rest, As the chief Corner-Stone. 3 The work, 0 Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes ; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. PSALMS. 201 4 This is the glorious day, That our Redeemer made : Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray ; Let all the church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ; Bless him, ye saints : he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thine holy word, Which all this grace displays ; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise. 119 FIRST PART, L. M. Afflictions Sanctified. 1 FATHER, I bless thy gentle hand- How kind was thy chastising rod ! That forced my conscience to a stand, And brought my wandering soul to God ! 2 'Tis good for me to bear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell ; ' Tis good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well. 3 The law, that issues from thy mouth, Shall raise my cheerful passions more Than all the treasures of the south, Or richest hills of golden ore. 4 Thv hands have made my mortal frame, Thy Spirit formed my soul within ; Teach me to know thy wondrous name, And guard ma safe from death and sin. 5 Then all who love and fear the Lord, In my salvation shall rejoice ; For I have trusted in thy word, And made thy grace my only choice 119 SECOND PART, L. M. Afflictions sanctified ly the Word. 1 O HOW 1 1 jve thy holy w »rd, Thy gracious c wenan', O L_>rd ! It guides me in the peaceful way; I think upon it all the day. 2 What are the mines of shining wealth ? The strength of youth, the bloom of health ? 202 PSALMS. What are all joys, compared with those, Thine everlasting word bestows ? 3 Long unafflicted, undismayed, In pleasure's path secure I strayed : Thou mad'st me feel thy chastening rod, And straight I turned unto my God. 4 "What though it pierced my fainting heart — I bless the hand that caused the smart ; It taught my tears awhile to flow, But saved me from eternal wo. 119 FIRST PART, C. M. Blessedness of Saints. 1 BLEST are the undented in heart, Whose ways are right and clean ; Who never from thy law depart, But flee from every sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word And practice thy commands ; With their whole heart they seek, the Lord, And serve thee with their hands. 3 Great is their peace who love thy law, How firm their souls abide ! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame, When all thy statutes I obey, And honor all thy name. 119 SECOND PART, C. M. Constant converse with God. 1 TO thee, before the dawning light, My gracious God, I pray ; I meditate thy name by night, And keep thy law by day. 2 My spirit faints to see thy grace ; Thy promise bears me up : And, while salvation long delays, Thy word supports my hope. 3 Seven times a day I lift my hands, And pay my thanks to thee ; Thy righteous providence demands Repeated praise from me. PSALMS. 203 4 When midnight darkness veils the skies, I call thy works to mind ; My thoughts in warm devotion rise, And sweet acceptance find. 119 THIRD PART, C. M. Sincerity and Obedience. 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 The testimonies of thy grace I set before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 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. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, Oh save thy servant, Lord, Thou art my shield, my hiding-place, My hope is in thy word. 119 FOURTH PART, C. M. Instruction from the Scriptures. 1 HOW shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it enters to the mind, It spreads such light abroad ; The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'Tis like the sun, a heavenly light That guides us all the day ; And through the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 4 Thy precepts make me truly wise, I hate the sinner?' road : 204 PSALMS. I hate my own vain thoughts that rise; But love thy law, my God. 5 Thy word is everlasting truth, How pure is every page ! That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. 119 FIFTH PART, C. M. Delight in the Law. 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 How doth thy word my heart engage ; How well employ my tongue ! And in my tiresome pilgrimage, Yields me a heavenly song. 4 Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast ; Not honey dropping from the comb So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind, Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refined, Nor heaps of choicest gold. 6 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope, And there I write thy praise. 119 SIXTH PART, C. M. Conflict with sin and comfort from the word. 1 LORD, I esteem thy judgments right, And all thy statutes just : Thence I maintain a constant fight With every flattering lust. 2 Thy precepts often I survey; I keep thy law in sight, Through all the business of the day, To form my actions right. PSALMS. 205 3 My heart in midnight silence cries?, "How sweet thy comforts are !" My thoughts in holy wonder rise, My heart in praise and prayer. 4 And when my spirit drinks her fill At some good word of thine ; Not mighty men that share the spoil, Have joys compared to mine. 119 SEVENTH PART, C. M. Excellency of the Scriptures. 1 LET all the heathen writers join To form one perfect book ; Gfreat God, if once compared with thine, How mean their writings look ! 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave Could show one sin forgiven, Nor lead a step beyond the grave ; But thine conduct to heaven. 3 I've seen an end to what we call Perfection here below ; How short the powers of nature fall, And can no further go. 4 Yet men would fain be just with God, By works their hands have wrought ; But thy commands, exceeding broad, Extend to every thought. 5 In vain we boast perfection here, While sin defiles our frame, And sinks our virtues down so far, They scarce deserve the name. 6 Our faith, and love, and every grace, Fall far below thy word ; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord. 119 EIGHTH PART, C. M. Comfort from the Bible. 1 LORD, I have made thy word my choice, My lasting heritage ; There shall my noblest powers rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I '11 read the histories of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight, 18 206 PSALMS. "While through the promises I rove With ever new delight. 3 ' Tis a broad land of wealth unknown. Where springs of life arise ; Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have ; It makes our sorrows blest : Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. 119 NINTH PART C. M. Teaching of the Spirit with the Word. 1 THY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, How good thy works appear ! Open mine eyes 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 be 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 for ever I '11 pursue, His law shall rule my heart. 5 When I have learned my Father's will, I'll teach the world his ways : My thankful lips, inspired with zeal, Shall loud pronounce his praise. 119 TENTH PART, C. M. Pleading with God. 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. PSALMS. 207 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail; Oh bear thy servant up ; Nor let the scoffing lips prevail Who dare reproach my hope. 4 Didst thou not raise my faith, 0 Lord ? Then let thy truth appear : Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. 119 ELEVENTH PART, C. M. Breathing after holiness. 1 OH that the Lord would guide my way 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 Thy law upon my heart ! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Or act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes, Let no corrupt design, Nor covetous desires, arise Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere ; Let sin have no dominion, Lord, But keep my conscience clear. 5 My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip ; Yet since I keep in mind thy way, Restore thy wand'ring sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands Offend against my God. 119 TWELFTH PART, C. M. Confession and Prayer. 1 MY God, consider my distress, Let mercy plead my cause ; Though I have sinned against thy grace, I can't forget thy laws. 2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach, Which I so justly fear ; 208 PSALMS. Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, Nor let my shame appear. 3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, Nor let the proud oppress ; But make thy waiting servant see The shillings of thy face. 4 My eyes with expectation fail ; My heart within me cries, "When will the Lord his truth fulfill, And bid my comforts rise." 5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, And show thy grace the same ; Thy tender mercies still afford To those that love thy name. 119 THIRTEENTH PART, C, M. Holy fear, and tenderness of conscience. 1 WITH my whole heart I've sought thy face O let me never stray From thy commands, O God of grace, Nor tread the sinner's way. 2 Thy 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 fear and love the Lord ; My sorrows rise, my nature faints, When men transgress thy word. 4 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears The threat'nings 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 ; While thy whole law is my delight, And I obey thy will. 119 FOURTEENTH PART, C. M. Benefit of Affliction. 1 CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliv'rance send; My soul for thy salvation faints, When will my troubles end ? PSALMS. 209 2 Yet I have found 'tis good for me To bear my Father's rod ; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 3 Had not thy word been my delight When earthly joys were fled, My soul, oppressed with sorrow's weight, Had sunk amongst the dead. 4 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Though they may seem severe ; The sharpest sufferings I endure Flow from thy faithful care. 5 Before I knew thy chastening rod, My feet were apt to stray ; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. 119 FIFTEENTH PART, C. M. Pious Resolutions. 1 O THAT thy statutes every hour Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence I derive a quickening power, And daily peace I find. 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word, Thy word is all my joy. 3 How would I run in thy commands, If thou my heart discharge From sin and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large ? 4 My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name ; I '11 speak thy word though kings should hear, Nor yield to sinful shame. 119 SIXTEENTH PART, C. M. Prayer for quickening grace. 1 MY soul lies cleaving to the dust : Lord, give me life divine ; From vain desires and every lust Turn off these eyes of mine. 2 I need the influence of thy grace To speed me in thy way, 18* 210 PSALMS. 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 ! 5 Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne'er forget thy word ; When I have felt its quick'ning power To draw me near the Lord. 119 SEVENTEENTH PART, C. M. The Bible, our Light. 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, In this dark vale of tears ; Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way, Till we behold the clearer light Of heaven's eternal day. 119 EIGHTEENTH PART, C. M. The Spirit and the Word. 1 THE Spirit breathes upon the word, And brings the truth to sight ; Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light. 2 A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun ; It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none. 3 The hand that gave it, still supplies The gracious light and heat : His troths upon the nations rise, They rise, but never set. PSALMS. 211 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, For such a bright display, As makes a world of darkness shine With beams of heavenly day. 5 My soid rejoices to pursue The steps of him I love, Till glory breaks upon my view In brighter worlds above. 119 S. M. The Bible, the Guide of the young. 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. 2 Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care ; Help me to choose the way of truth, And fly from every snare. 3 My heart, to folly prone, Renew by power divine; Unite it to thyself alone, And make me wholly thine. 4 Oh ! let thy word of grace My warmest thoughts employ; Be this, through all my following days, My treasure and my joy. 5 To what thy laws impart Be my whole soul inclined ; Come, Saviour, dwell within my heart, And sanctify my mind. 120 C. M: Complaint of Strife, and Desire for Peace. 1 THOU God of love, thou ever blest, Pity my suffering state ; When wilt thou set my soul at rest, From lips that love deceit ! 2 Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons of strife, Whose never-ceasing bra whngs waste My golden hours of life. 3 0 might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell 212 PSALMS. In some wide, lonesome wilderness, And leave these gates of hell ! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek, How lovely are its charms ! 1 am for peace ; but when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong ; What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue ! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve ; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. 121 L- M. God's Guardian Care. 1 HE lives : the everlasting God, That built the world, that spread the flood ; The heavens, with all their host he made, And the dark regions of the dead. 2 He guides our feet, he guards our way ; His morning smiles adorn the day : He spreads the evening veil, and keeps The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 3 Israel, a name divinely blest, May rise secure, securely rest ; Thy holy Gardian's wakeful eyes Admit no slumber nor surprise. 4 No sun shall smite thy head by day, Nor the pale moon with sickly ray, Shall blast thy couch ; no baleful star Dart his malignant fire so far. 5 Should earth and hell with malice burn, Still thou shalt go and still return, Safe in the Lord ; his heavenly care Defends thy life from every snare. 6 On thee foul spirits have no power ; And in thy last departing hour Angels that trace the airy road, Shall bear thee homeward to thy God. PSALMS. 213 121 FIRST PART, C, M. Confidence in God. 1 TO heaven I lift my waiting eyes, There all my hupes are laid : The Lord that built the earth and skies Is my perpetual aid. 2 Their steadfast feet shall never fall, Whom he designs to keep ; His ear attends the softest call ,• His eyes can never sleep. 3 Israel rejoice, and rest secure, Thy keeper is the Lord ; His wakeful eyes employ his power For thine eternal guard. 4 Nor scorching sun, nor sickly moon, Shall have his leave to smite ; He shields thy head from burning noon, From blasting damps at night. 5 He sruards thy soul, he keeps thy breath, Where thickest dangers come ; Go and return, secure Trom death, Till God commands thee home. 121 SECOND PART, G M. Help in God. 1 ENCOMPASSED by ten thousand ills, And prest by angry foes ; I lift my eyes unto the hills, From whence salvation flows. 2 My help is from the Lord, who made, And governs earth and sky ; I look to his Almighty aid, And ever watching eye. 3 He who thy soul in safety keeps, Shall drive destruction hence ; The Lord, thy keeper, never sleeps, The Lord is thy defence. 121 H. M. God our Protector. 1 TO God I lift mine eyes, From him is all my aid ; The God that built the skies, And earth and nature made. 214 PSALMS. God is the tower To which I fly ; His grace is nigh In every hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, And fall in fatal snares ; Since God, my guard and guide Defends me from my fears. Those wakeful eyes That never sleep, Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there : Thou art my sun, And thou my shade, To guard my head, 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 '11 go and come, Nor fear to die, Till from on high, Thou call me home. 121 7s. Israel's Keeper. 1 INTERVAL of grateful shade, Welcome to my wearied head : Welcome slumber to mine eyes, Tired with glaring vanities. 2 That kind eye which cannot sleep, These defenceless hours shall keep ; By my heavenly Father blest, Thus I give my powers to rest. 3 What if death my sleep invade, Should I be of death afraid? Whilst encircled by thine arm, Death may strike but cannot harm. 4 With thy heavenly presence blest, Death is life, and labor rest : PSALMS. 215 Welcome sleep, or death to me, Still secure, if still with thee. 122 FIRST PART, C. M. Going to Church. 1 HOW did my heart rejoice to hear My friends devoutly say, " In Zion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day!" 2 I love her gates, I love the road ! The church, adorned with grace, Stands like a palace built for God, To show his milder face. 3 Up to her courts, with joys unknown, The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there. 4 He hears our praises and complaints : And while his awful voice Divides the sinners from the saints, We tremble and rejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest ! With holy gifts and heavenly grace Be her attendants blest. 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains; There my best friends and kindred dwell, There God my Saviour reigns. 122 SECOND PART, C. M. Public worship on the Sabbath. 1 WITH joy we hail the sacred day, Which God has called his own ; With joy the summons we obey To worship at his throne. 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair ! Where willing votaries throng, To breath the humble, fervent prayer, And pour the choral song. 3 Spirit of grace, 0 deign to dwell Within thy church below : Make her in holiness excel — With pure devotion glow. 216 PSALMS. 4 Let peace within her walls he found — Let all her sons unite, To spread with grateful zeal around, Her clear and shining light. 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day, Which thou hast called thine own ; With joy the summons we obey, To worship at thy throne. 122 C. P. M. The Sabbath and the Sanctuary. 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 ! 3 E'en now, to my expecting eyes, The heaven-built towers of Salem rise : E'en now, with glad survey, I view her mansions that contain The angelic forms, an awful train, And shine with cloudless day. 4 Hither, from earth's remotest end, Lo ! the redeemed of God ascend, Their tribute hither bring ; Here, crowned with everlasting joy, In hymns of praise their tongues employ, And hail th' immortal King. 122 S. P. M. Going to Church. 1 HOW pleased and blest was I, To hear the people cry, " Come let us seek our Lord to-day !" Yes, with a cheerful zeal We haste to Zion's hill, And there our vows and honors pay. PSALMS. 217 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 There David's greater Son Has fixed his royal throne ; He sits for grace and judgment there : He bids the saints be glad, He makes the sinners sad, And humble souls rejoice with fear. 4 May peace attend thy gate, And joy within thee wait, To bless the soul of every guest ! The man that seeks thy peace, And wishes thine increase, A thousand blessings on him rest ! 5 My tongue repeats her vows, "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 C. M. Pleading with Submission. 1 O THOU, whose grace and justice reign, Enthroned above the skies, To thee our hearts would tell their pain, To thee we lift our eyes. 2 As servants watch their master's hand, And fear the angry stroke ; Or maids before their mistress stand, And wait a peaceful look; — 3 So for our sins we justly feel Thy discipline, O God ; Yet wait the gracious moment still, Till thou remove thy rod. 4 Those, who in wealth and pleasure live, Our daily groans deride ; And thy delays of mercy give Fresh courage to their pride. 218 PSALMS. 5 Our foes insult us, but our hope In thy compassion lies ; This thought shall bear our spirits up, That God will not despise. 123 7s. Waiting on God. 1 LORD, before thy throne we bend, Now to thee our prayers ascend •. Servants to our Master true, Lo ! we yield thee homage due : Children to thy throne we fly, Abba, Father, hear our cry. 2 Low before thee, Lord, we bow, We are weak, but mighty thou : Sore distressed, yet suppliant still, Here we wait thy holy will : Bound to earth and rooted here, Till our Saviour God appear. 3 Leave us not beneath the power Of temptation's darkest hour : Swift to read their captive's doom, See our foes exulting come ! Jesus, Saviour, yet be nigh, Lord of life and victory. 124 L. M. Song for Deliverance. 1 HAD not the Lord, may Israel say, Had not the Lord maintained our side, When men to make our lives a prey, Rose like the swelling of the tide ; — 2 The swelling tide had stopped our breath : So fiercely did the waters roll, We had been swallowed deep in death — Proud waters had o'erwhelmed our soul ! 3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing, Who just escaped the fatal stroke ; So flies the bird, with cheerful wing, When once the fowler's snare is broke. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who broke the fowler's cursed snare ; Who saved us from the threat'ning sword, And made our lives and souls his care. ' PSALMS. 219 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, Who formed the earth, and built the skies- He, who upholds that wondrous frame, Guards his own church with watchful eyes. 125 FIRST PART, C. M. The Saints' Safety. 1 UNSHAKEN as the sacred hill, And firm as mountains stand, Firm as a rock the soul shall rest, That trusts th' Almighty hand. 2 Not walls nor hills could guard so well , Old Salem's happy ground, As those eternal arms of love, That every saint surround. 3 Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere, And lead them safely on To the bright gates of paradise, Where Christ their Lord is gone. 125 SECOND PART, C. M. The safety of the Saints. 1 WHO make the Lord of hosts their tower, Shall like Mount Zion be, Immovable by mortal power, Built on eternity. 2 As round about Jerusalem The guardian mountains stand, So shall the Lord encompass them Who hold by his right hand. 3 The rod of wickedness shall ne'er Against the just prevail, Lest innocence should find a snare, And tempted virtue fail. 4 Do srood, O Lord, do good to those Who cleave to thee in heart, Who on thy truth alone repose, Nor from thy law depart. 5 While rebel-souls, who turn aside, Thine anger shall destroy, Do thou in peace thy people guide To thine eternal joy. m PSALMS. 125 S. M. The saint's safety in trials. 1 FIRM and unmoved are they, Who rest their souls on God ; Firm as the mount where David stood, Or where the ark abode. 2 As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God, and his almighty love, Embrace his saints around. 3 What though the Father's rod Drop a chastising stroke, Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, Its fury shall be broke. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with those Whose faith and pious fear, Whose hope and love, and every grace, Proclaim their heart sincere. 125 8s, 7s and 4s. The God of Zion. 1 ZION stands with hills surrounded ; Zion, kept by power divine : All her foes shall be confounded, Though the world in arms combine. Happy Zion ! What a favored lot is thine. 2 Every human tie may perish ; Friend to friend unfaithful prove ; Mothers cease their own to cherish ; Heaven and earth at last remove ; But no changes Can attend Jehovah's love. 3 In the furnace God may prove thee, Thence to bring thee forth more bright ; But can never cease to love thee : Thou art precious in his sight. God is with thee : God, thine everlasting light. 126 FIRST PART, L. M. Surprising Deliverance. 1 WHEN God restored our captive state, Joy was our song, and grace our theme : PSALMS. 221 The grace, beyond our hope so great, That joy appeared a painted dream. 2 The scoffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling honors to thy name ; While we, with pleasure, shout thy praise — With cheerful notes, thy love proclaim. 3 When we review our dismal fears, 'Twas hard to think they'd vanish so: With God we left our flawing tears ; He makes our joys like rivers flow. 4 The man that in his furrowed field His scattered seed with sadness leaves, Will shout to see the harvest yield A welcome load of joyful sheaves. 126 SECOND PART, L. M. Joyful Change. 1 WHEN Gad from sin's captivity, Sets his afflicted people free ; Lost in amaze, their mercies seem, Like transient raptures of a dream. 2 But soon their ransomed souls rejoice, And mirth and music swell their voice, Till foes confess, nor dare condemn, " The Lord hath done great things far them." 3 They catch the strain and answer thus — " The Lord hath done great things for us, Whence gladness fills our hearts, and songs Sweet and spontaneous, wake our tongues." 4 Turn our captivity, 0 Lord, As southern rivers at thy word, Bound from their channels and restore Plenty where all was waste before. 5 Who sow in tears shall reap in joy : Naught shall the precious seed destroy ; Not long the weeping exiles roam, But bring their sheaves rejoicing home. 126 FIRST PART, C. M. The change effected by grace. 1 WHEN God revealed his gracious name, And changed my mournful state, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream, The grace appeared so great. 19* 222 PSALMS. 2 The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess ; My tongue broke out in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace. 3 Great is the work ! — my neighbors cried, And owned thy power divine ; Great is the work ! — my heart replied, And be the glory thine. 4 The Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night ; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 5 Let those that sow in sadness, wait Till the fair harvest come : They shall confess their sheaves are great, And shout the blessing home. 126 SECOND PART, C. M. The mercy of God to his people. 1 YE servants of the living God, Let praise your hearts employ; And as you tread the heavenly road, Lift up the voice of joy. 2 Have they not reason to rejoice, Whose sins have been forgiven ; Called by a gracious Father's voice To be the heirs of heaven ? 3 How do the captive's transports flow, When rescued from his chains ! And how must sinners joy to know Their great Deliverer reigns ? 4 Oh grant us, Lord, to feel and own The power of love divine ; The blood that doth for sin atone, The grace which makes us thine. 5 The spirit of adoption give : Teach us with every breath, To sing thy praises while we live, And bless thy name in death. 127 L. M. The blessing of God necessary to success. 1 IF God succeed not, all the cost And pains to build the house are lost ; PSALMS. 223 If God the ciry will not keep, The watchful guards as well may sleep. 2 What though we rise before the sun, And work and toil when day is done, Careful and sparing eat our "bread, To shun the poverty we dread : 3 'Tis all in vain, till God hath blest; He can make rich, yet give us rest : Children and friends are blessings too, If God our sovereign make them so. 4 Happy the man, to whom he sends Obedient children, faithful friends ! How sweet our daily comforts prove, Bestowed by his paternal love ! 127 C. M. Effort in vain without God. 1 IF God to build the house deny, The builders work in vain ; And towns without his wakeful eye, A useless watch maintain. 2 Before the morning beams arise, Your painful work renew, And till the stars ascend the skies Your tiresome toil pursue. 3 Short be your sleep and coarse your fare, In vain, till God has blest ; But if his smiles attend your care, You shall have food and rest. 4 Nor children, relatives, nor friends, Shall real blessings prove, Nor all the earthly joys he sends, If sent without his love. 12? 8s and 7s. Protection and success are from God. 1 VAINLY through night's weary hours, Keep we watch, lest foes alarm : Vain our bulwarks, and our towers, But for God's protecting arm. 2 Vain were all our toil and labor, Did not God that labor bless ; Vain, without his grace and favor, Every talent we possess. 224 PSALMS. 3 Vainer still the hope of heaven, That on human strength relies ; But to him shall help be~given, Who in humble faith applies. 4 Seek we, then, the Lord's Anointed, He shall grant us peace and rest; Ne'er was suppliant disappointed, Who through Christ his prayer addressed. 12§ C. M. Happiness of the pious. 1 O HAPPY man, whose soul is filled, With zeal and reverend awe ! His lips to God their honors yield, His life adorns the law. 2 A careful providence shall stand, And ever guard thy head, Shall on the labors of thy hand Its kindly blessings shed. 3 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfill For months and years to come : The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill, Shall send thee blessings home. 4 This is the man whose happy eyes, Shall see his house increase, Shall see the sinking church arise, Then leave the world in peace. 129 C. M. Persecutors Punished. 1 UP from my youth, may Israel say, Have I been nursed in tears ; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth, I bore the rage Of all the sons of strife ; Oft they assailed my riper age, But not destroyed my life. 3 The Lord grew angry on his throne, And with impartial eye, Measured the mischiefs they had done, And let his arrows fly. 4 How was their insolence surprised To hear his thunders roll ! psalms. am And all the foes of Zion seized With horror to the soul. 5 Thus shall the men, who hate the saints, Be blasted from the sky ; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And'all their projects die. 130 L. Mi Pardoning Grace. 1 FROM deep distress and troubled thoughts, To thee, my God, I raise my cries : If thou severely mark our faults, No flesh can stand before thine eyes. . 2 But thou hast built thy throne of grace, Free to dispense thy pardons there ; That sinners may approach thy face, And hope and love, as well as fear. 3 As the benighted pilgrims wait, And long~and wish for breaking day, So waits my soul before thy gate ; When will my God his face display? 4 My trust is fixed upon thy word, Nor shall I trust thy word in vain ; Let mourning souls address the Lord, And find relief from all their pain. 5 Great is his love, and large his grace, Through the redemption of his Son ; He turns our feet from sinful ways, And pardons what our hands have done. 130 C. M. Trust in a pardoning God. 1 OUT of the deeps of long distress, The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hand, Be strict to mark iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons with my God, For crimes of high degree ; Thv Son has bought them with his blood, To draw us near to thee. 226 PSALMS. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord ; With strong desires I wait ; My soul, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate. 5 In God the Lord let Israel trust, O sinners, seek his face ; The Lord is good, as well as just, And plenteous is his grace. 130 FIRST PART, S. M. Waiting on a gracious God. 1 FROM lowest depths of wo To God I send my cry ; Lord, hear my supplicating voice, And graciously reply. 2 Shouldst thou severely judge, Who could the trial bear ? Forgive us, for thy mercy's sake, And save us from our fear. 3 My soul with patience waits For thee, the living Lord : My hopes are on thy promise built, Thy never failing word. 4 My longing eyes look out For thine enlivening ray, More than the nightly watch that wait, To hail the dawning day. 5 Let Zion trust in God, His word can never fail : There's full redemption bought with blood, Which shall with heaven prevail. 130 SECOND PART, S. M. Mourning in spiritual darkness. 1 OUT of the depths of wo, To thee, O Lord, I cry : Darkness surrounds me, but I know, That thou art ever nigh. 2 Then hearken to my voice, Give ear to my complaint ; Thou bidst the mourning soul rejoice, Thou comfortest the faint. 3 I cast my hope on thee, Thou canst, thou wilt forgive : PSALMS. 227 Wert thou to mark iniquity, Who in thy sight could live 1 4 Humbly on thee I wait, Confessing all my sin; Lord I am knocking at thy gate, Open and let me in. 5 Though storms thy face obscure, And dangers threaten loud, Jehovah's covenant is sure, His bow is in the cloud. 130 7s. The child-like temper. 1 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart, Make me teachable and mild : Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a weaned child : From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases thee. 2 What thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive ; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to thy wisdom leave : 'Tis enough that thou wilt care ; Why should I the burden bear ? 3 As a little child relies On a car^ beyond its own, Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to move one step alone ; Let me thus with thee abide, As my Father, Guard, and Guide. 4 Thus preserved from Satan's wiles, Safe from dangers, free from fears May I live upon thy smiles, Till the promised hour appears, When the sons of God shall prove All their Father's boundless love. 131 C. M. Humility and Submission. 1 IS there ambition in my heart ? Search, gracious God, and see ; Or do 1 act a haughty part? Lord, I appeal to thee. 238 PSALMS. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild : Content, my Father^ with thy will, And quiet as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind, Shell have a large reward ; Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, And trust a faiddul Lord. 131 7s An acquiescent temper. 1 LORD, for ever at thy side, Let my place and portion be ; Strip me of the robe of pride ; Clothe me with humility. S Meekly may my soul receive All thy Spirit hath revt aled; Thou hast spoken: I believe, Though the prophecy were sealed. 3 Quiet as a weaned child, Weaned from the mother's breast, By no subtlety beguiled, On thy faithful word I rest. 4 Saints rejoicing evermore, In the Lord Jehovah trust: Him in all his ways adore, Wise, and wonderful, and just. 132 FIRST PART, L. M. The Church the dicelt'u.g-place of God. 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 I fix my gracious throne, And reign forever," saith the Lord ; " Here shall my power and love be known, And blessings shall attend my word. 4 "Here will I meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with living bread ; PSALMS. 229 Sinners, that wait before my door, With sweet provision shall be fed. 5 " The saints unable to contain Their inward joy, shall shout and sing ; The Son of David here shall reign, And Zion triumph in her King." 132 SECOND PART, L. M. Promise of the rvigh of Christ as the Son of David. 1 LORD, for thy servant David's sake, Perform thine oath to David's Son : Thy truth, thou never wilt forsake ; Look on thine own anointed One. 2 The Lord in faithfulness hath sworn His throne for ever to maintain ; From realm to realm, the sceptre borne, Shall stretch o'er earth, Messiah's reign. 3 Zion, my chosen hill of old, My rest, my dwelling, my delight, With loving kindness I uphold ; Her walls are ever in my sight. 4 I satisfy her poor with bread, Her table in abundance bless, Joy on her sons and daughters shed, And clothe her priests with righteousness. 5 There David's horn shall bud and bloom, The branch of glory and renown; His foes my vengeance shall consume ; Him with eternal years I crown. 132 C. M. Prayer for the reign of Christ. 1 ARISE ! O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest ; Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes Thus to be owned and blest. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word ; All that the ark did once contain, Could no such grace afford. 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. 20 230 PSALMS. 4 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's Anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain, With love and power divine. 5 Here let him hold a lasting throne ; And as his kingdom grows, Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, And shame confound his foes. 133 FIRST PART, C. M. Brotherly Love. 1 LO, what an entertaining sight Are brethren that agree ! Brethren, whose cheerful hearts unite In bands of piety. 2 When streams of love, from Christ the spring, Descend to every soul, And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, Shades and bedews the whole : 3 'Tis like the oil, divinely sweet, On Aaron's reverend head, The trickling drops perfumed his feet, And o'er his garments spread. 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's hill, Where God his mildest glory shews, And makes his grace distill. 133 SECOND PART, C. M. Excellence of Christian Unanimity. 1 SPIRIT of peace ! celestial Dove I How excellent thy praise ! No richer gift than Christian love Thy gracious power displays. 2 Sweet as the dew on herb and flower, That silently distills, At evening's soft and balmy hour, On Zion's fruitful hills : — 3 So, with mild influence from above, Shall promised grace descend, Till universal peace and love O'er all the earth extend. PSALMS. 231 133 S. M. Union and Peace. 1 BLEST are the sons of peace, Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please Through all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house Where zeal and friendship meet ; Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet. 3 Thus, when on Aaron's head They poured the rich perfume, The oil down to his raiment spread, And pleasure filled the room. 4 Thus, on the heavenly hills The saints are blest above, Where joy, like morning dew, distills, And all the air is love. 133 H. M. Christian Friendship. 1 HOW beautiful the sight Of brethren who agree, In friendship to unite, And bands of charity : 'Tis like the precious ointment shed, O'er all his robes, on Aaron's head. 2 'Tis like the dews that fill The cups of Hermon's flow'rs ; Or Zion's fruitful hill, Bright with the drops of show'rs : Where mingling odors breathe around, And glory rests on all the ground. 3 For there the Lord commands Blessings in boundless store, From his unsparing hands — E'en life for evermore : Thrice happy they who meet above, To spend eternity in love. 133 S. P. M. The Blessings of Friendship. 1 HOW pleasant 'tis to see Kindred and friends agree ! Each in their proper station move ; 232 PSALMS. And each fulfill their part, With sympathizing heart, In all the cares of life and love '. 2 'Tis like the ointment, shed On Aaron's sacred head, Divinely rich, divinely sweet ! The oil through all the room Diffused a choice perfume, Ran through his robes, and blest his ieet. 3 Like fruitful showers of rain, That water all the plain, m Descending from the neighboring hills ; Such streams of pleasure roll Through every friendly soul, Where love like heavenly dew disttlls. 134 FIRST PART, C. M. Daily and nightly Devotion. 1 YE who obey th' immortal King, Attend his holy place ; Bow to the glories of his power, And bless his wondrous grace. 2 Lift up your hands by morning light, And send your souls on high ; _ Raise your admiring thoughts by night, Above the starry sky. 3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts, With rays of quickening grace ; The God who spread the heavens abroad, And rules the swelling seas. 134 SECOND PART, C. M. Constant Devotion. 1 BLESS ye the Lord with solemn rite, In hymns extol his name •, _ Ye who within his house, by night Watch round the altar's flame. 2 Lift up your hands amid the place Where burns the sacred sign, And prav that thus Jehovah's face O'er all the earth may shine. 3 From Zion, from his holy hill, The Lord our Maker send The perfect knowledge of his will, Salvation without end. PSALMS. 233 135 L. M. General Praise. 1 PRAISE ye the Lord : exalt his name, While in his earthly courts we wait, Ye saints that to his house belong, Or stand attending at his gate. 2 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good ; To praise his name is sweet employ ; Israel he chose of old, and still His church is his peculiar joy. 3 The Lord himself will judge his saints ; He treats his servants as his friends ; And when he hears their sore complaints, Repents the sorrows that he sends. 4 Bless ye the Lord who taste his love, People and priests exalt his name ; Among his saints he ever dwells ; His church is his Jerusalem. 135 C. M. Praise due to God alone. 1 AWAKE, ye saints, to praise your King, Your sweetest passions raise ; Your pious pleasure, while you sing, Increasing with the praise. 2 Great is the Lord : and works unknown Are his divine employ ! But still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy. 3 Heaven, earth and sea confess his hand : He bids the vapors rise ; Lightning and storms at his command Sweep through the sounding skies. 4 All power, that kings or gods have claimed, Is found with him alone : But heathen gods should ne'er be named Where our Jehovah's known. 5 Ye saints adore the living God, Serve him with faith and fear ; He makes thy courts his blest abode, And claims his honors there. 20* 234 PSALMS. 136 L. M. Thanks for Creation and Redemption. 1 GIVE to our God, immortal praise, Mercy and truth are all his ways ; Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 2 Give to the Lord of lords renown, The King of kings with glory crown : His mercies ever shall endure, When lords and kings are known no more. 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fixed the starry lights on high : Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 4 He fills the sun with morning light, He bids the moon direct the nignt : His mercies ever shall endure, When suns and moons shall shine no more. 5 He sent his Son, with power to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : Wonders of grace to God belong, Repeat his mercies in your song. 6 Through this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heavenly seat ; His mercies ever shall endure, When this vain world shall be no more. 136 C. M. Wondrous works of God. 1 GIVE thanks to God, the sovereign Lord ; His mercies still endure ; And be the King of kings adored ; His truth is ever sure. 2 What wonder hath his wisdom done ! How mighty is his hand ! Heaven, earth and sea, he framed alone : How wide is his command ! 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 ! 4 He sent to save us from our woes ; His goodness never fails ; PSALMS. 235 From death and hell, and every foe ; And still his grace prevails. 5 Give thanks to God, the heavenly King ; His mercies still endure : Let the whole earth his praises sing ; His truth is ever sure. 136 H. M. The wonders of creation and grace. 1 GIVE thanks to God most high, The universal Lord ; The sovereign King of kings, And be his name adored : Thy mercy, Lord, Shall still endure ; And ever sure, Abides thy word. 2 How mighty is his hand ! What wonders he hath done ! He formed the earth and seas, And spread the heavens alone : His power and grace Are still the same ; And let his name Have endless praise. 3 He saw the nations lie All perishing in sin ; And pitied the sad state The ruined world was in : Thy mercy, Lord, Shall still endure ; And ever sure, Abides thy word. 4 He sent his only Son To save us from our wo, From Satan, sin, and death, And every hurtful foe. His power and grace Are still the same ; And let his name Have endless praise. 5 Give thanks aloud to God, To God the heavenly King ! And let the spacious earth His works and glories sing. 236 PSALMS. Thy merev, Lord, Shall still endure ; And ever sure Abides thy word. 136 FIRST PART, 7s. God's Mercies Sure. 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. 3 All things living he doth feed : His full hand supplies their need i For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 4 He his chosen race did bless, In the wasteful wilderness : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 5 He hath, with a piteous eye, Looked upon our misery : -\ For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 6 Let us then, with joyful mind, Praise the Lord, for he is kind : For his mercies shall endure, Ever faithful, ever sure. 136 SECOND PART, 7s. God's Enduring Mercy. 1 TO our God loud praises give, Source of good to all who live : Praise his name whose mercy sure, Shall eternally endure. 2 To the Lord your homage' bring, God of gods — of kings the King : For his mercv, free and sure, Shall eternally endure. 3 Praise him for his deeds of might, For his greatness infinite, PSALMS. 237 For his mercy, free and sure, Which doth evermore endure. 4 He by wisdom built the skies. And bade earth from ocean rise ; Filled the sun with glorious light, Gave the moon to rule the night. 5 He beheld us when brought low, And redeemed us from the foe : He doth every blessing give ; By his bounty all things live. 6 Oh give thanks — your voices raise To the God of heaven in praise ; For his mercy, free and sure, Shall eternally endure. 137 FIRST PART, L. M, The Desolations of Zion lamented. 1 WHEN we, our wearied limbs to rest, Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream, We wept — with doleful thoughts oppressed, And Zion was our mournful theme. 2 Our harps, that, when with joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, With silent strings, neglected hung, On willow trees that withered there. 3 How shall we tune our voice to sing, Or touch our harps with skillful hands ? Shall hymns of joy, to God our King, Be sung by slaves in foreign lands ? 4 O Salem, our once happy seat ! When I of thee forgetful prove, Let then my trembling hand forget The tuneful strings with art to move. 5 If I to mention thee forbear, Eternal silence seize my tongue ; Or if I sing one cheerful air, Till thy deliverance is my song. 137 SECOND PART, L. M. Israel exhorted to sing Praise. 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? 238 PSALMS. 2 Awake ! — thy sweetest raptures raise ; Let harp and voice unite their strains: Thy promised King his sceptre sways ; 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 ; A brighter Salem rises there. 5 By foreign streams no longer roam ; Nor, weeping, think of Jordan's flood : In every clime behold a home, In every temple see thy God. 137 THIRD PART, L. M. The remembrance of Zion. 1 0 ZION, when I think on thee, I wish for pinions like the dove, And mourn to think that I should be So distant from the place I love. 2 A captive here, and far from home, For Zion's sacred walls I sigh : Thither the ransomed nations come, And see the Saviour eye to eye. 3 While here I walk on hostile ground : The few that I can call my friends, Are like myself, with fetters bound, And weariness our steps attend. 4 But we shall yet behold the day When Zion's children shall return : Our sorrows then shall flee away, And we shall never, never mourn. 5 The hope that such a day will come, Makes e'en the captive's portion sweet: Though now we wander far from home, In Zion soon we all shall meet. 137 S. M. Love to the Church. 1 I LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, The house of thine abode, PSALMS. 239 The church our blest Redeemer saved With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy church, O God ; Her walls before thee stand Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 If e'er to bless thy sons My voice or hands deny, These hands let useful skill forsake, This voice in silence die. 4 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. 5 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heavenly ways, Her sweet communion, solemn vows, Her hymns of love and praise. 6 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be given The brightest glories earth can yield, And brighter bliss of heaven. 137 10s. The Captive Tribes. 1 ALONG the banks where Babel's current flows, The captive bands in deep despondence strayed ; While Zion's fall in sad remembrance rose, Her friends, her children, mingled with the dead. 2 The tuneful harp that once with joy they strung, When praise employed and mirth inspired the lay, Was now in silence on the willows hung, While growing grief prolonged the tedious day. 3 Their proud oppressors to increase their wo, With taunting smiles a song of Zion claim ; Bid sacred praise in strains melodious flow, While they blaspheme the great Jehovah's name , 4 But now, in heathen chains, and lands unknown, Shall Israel's bands the sacred anthems raise ! " O hapless Salem ! God's terrestrial throne, Thou land of glory, sacred mount of praise ! 5 " If e'er my memory lose thy lovelv name, If my cold heart neglect my kindred race, 240 PSALMS. Let dire destruction seize this guilty frame, My hand shall perish and my voice shall cease." 13§ L. M. Praise for Divine Protection. 1 WITH all my powers of heart and tongue, I '11 praise my Maker in my song, Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. 2 To God I cried, when troubles rose ; He heard me, and subdued my foes ; He did my rising fears control, And strength diffused through all my soul. 3 Amid a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guarded by thy hand ; Thy words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 4 I '11 sing thy truth and mercy, Lord ; I '11 sing the wonders of thy word ; Not all the works and names below, So much thy power and glory show. 139 FIRST PART, L. M. The Omniscience of God. 1 LORD, thou hast search'd and seen me through ; 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 ; Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 Oh may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there. 139 SECOND PART, L. M. The ever-present God. 1 COULD I so false, so faithless prove, To quit thy service and thy love, PSALMS. 241 Where, Lord, could I thy presence shun, Or from thy dreadful glory run ? 2 If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light ; Or plunge to hell, there justice reigns, And Satan groans beneath thy chains. 3 If mounted on a morning ray I fly beyond the western sea, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 4 Or should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the spreading veil of night, One glance of thine, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. 5 O may these thoughts possess my breast, Where'er I rove, where'er I rest ; Nor let my weaker passions dare Consent to sin, for God is there I 139 THIRD PART, L. M. The iconderful formation of Man. 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 I could survey the ocean o'er, And count each sand lhat makes the shore, Before my swiftest thoughts could trace The numerous wonders of thy grace. 4 These on mv heart are still impressed ; Wirh these 1 give my eyes to rest ; And at my waking hour I find God and his luve possess my mind. 139 L. M. 6 Lines. God our Maker, the searcher of hearts. 1 IN God's own workmanship displayed, A miracle of powe r, I stand : How wonderfully was I made, And wrought in secret by thy hand ; 21 242 PSALMS. I lived ere into being brought, Through thy eternity of thought. 2 How precious are thv thoughts of peace, O God, to me ! how great the sum ! New everv morn, they never cease ; They were, tbey are, and yet shall come, In number and in compass mure. Than ocean's sand, or ocean's shore. 3 Search me. O God. and know my heart, Try me. my secret soul survey : And warn thy servant to depart From every false and evil way : So shall thy truth my guidance be, In life and immortality. 139 FIRST PART, C. M. God every ichere. 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 Thy 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 tormed within : And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. 4 Oh wondrous knowledge, deep and high, Where can a creature hide ? Within thy circling arms I lie, Enclosed on even- side. 5 So let thv grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from every ill, Secured by sovereign love. 139 SECOND PART, C, M. Omniscience of God. 1 LORD, where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown ? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire- In heaven thy glorious throne. PSALMS. 243 2 Should I suppress my vital breath, To 'scape the wrath divine ; Thy voice could break the bars of death, And make the grave resign. 3 If, winged with beams of morning light, I fly beyond the west; 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; Those flaming eyes that guard thy law, Would turn the shades to light. 5 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Are both alike to thee : 0 may I ne'er provoke that Power, From which I cannot flee. 139 THIRD PART, C. M. The mercies of God. 1 LORD, when I count thy mercies o'er, They strike me with surprise : Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers rise. 2 My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill ; And hourly blessings from thy hands, Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep ; How kind, how dear to me ! O may the hour, that ends my sleep, Still find my thoughts with thee. 139 C. M. 6 Lines. God spiritually present. 1 BEYOND, beyond that boundless sea, Above that dome of sky, Farther than thought itself can flee, Thy dwelling is on high ; Yet dear the awful thought to me, That thou, my God, art nigh : — 2 Art nigh, and vet my laboring mind Feels after thee in vain, Thee in these works of power to find, Or to thy seat attain ; 244 PSALMS. Thy messenger, the stormy wind ; Thy path, the trackless main. 3 These speak of thee with loud acclaim ; They thunder forth thy praise — The glorious honor of thy name, The wonders of thy ways : But thou art not in tempest-flame, Nor in day's glorious blaze. 4 We hear thy voice when thunders roll Through the wide fi :lds of air: The waves obey thy dread control ; Yet still thou art "not there : Where shall I find him, O my soul, Who yet is every where ? 5 Oh, not in circling depfh or height, But in the conscious breast, Present to faith, though veiled from sight, There does hi« Spirit rest : Oh come, thou Presence Infinite ! And make thy creature blest. 140 S. M. A complaint against personal enemies. 1 MY God, while impious men, With malice in their heart, Mv peace destroy, my life defame, Thy guardian grace impart 2 Ceaseless they lie in wait My footsteps to betray; They hide the snnrp, they set their gin, Beside my peaceful way. 3 O hear my humble cry ! Their fondest hope destroy; Their arts confound, their plots disclose, And blast their envious joy. 4 Th)U wilr sustain the poor, An-1 hid th' afflicted sing: Before th^e shnll thy children dwell, Their Father, and their King. 1 41 FIRST PART, L. M. Christian Watchfulness — A Morning Psalm. 1 MY G -.>d, accep: my early vows, Like morning incense in thine house ; PSALMS. 245 And let my nightly worship rise, Sweet as the morning 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 0, may the righteous when I stray, Smite and reprove my wand'ring way ! Their gentle words like ointment shed, Shall never bruise, but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them pressed with grief, I'll cry to heaven for their relief: And by my warm petitions prove, How much I prize their faithful love. 141 SECOND PART, L. M. Watchfulness and Reproof. 1 LORD, let my prayer like incense rise, And when I lift my hands to thee, As in the evening sacrifice, Look down from heav'n, well pleas'd on me. 2 Set thou a watch to keep my tongue, Let not my heart to sin incline : Save me from men who practice wrong : Let me not share their mirth and wine. 3 But let the righteous, when I stray, Smite me in love ; his strokes are kind : His mild reproofs, like oil, allay The wounds they make, and heal the mind. 4 But O, redeem me from the snares With which the world surrounds my feet, Its riches, vanities and cares, Its love, its hatred, and deceit ! 142 C. M. Looking to God in Trouble. 1 TO God I made my sorrows known, From God I sought relief; In long complaints before his throne I poured out all my grief. 2 On every side I cast mine eye, And found my helpers gone, While friends and strangers passed me by, Neglected or unknown. 21* 246 PSALMS. 3 Then did I raise a louder cry, And called thy mercy near, " Thou art my portion when I die, Be thou my refuge here." 4 Lord, I am brought exceeding low, Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes, who vex me know, I've an almighty Friend. 5 From my sad prison set me free, Then shall I praise thy name, And holy men shall join with me, Thy kindness to proclaim. 143 FIRST PART, L. M. Prayer in Affliction. 1 MY righteous Judge, my gracious God, Hear when I spread my hands abroad, And cry for succor from thy throne ; Oh make thy truth and mercy known. 2 Look down in pity, Lord, and see The mighty woes that burden me ; Down to the dust my life is brought, Like one long buried and forgot. 3 My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace : Thence I derive a glimpse of hope, To bear my sinking spirits up. 4 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn ; When will thy smiling face return ? Shall all my joys on earth remove ? And God for ever hide his love ? 143 SECOND PART, L. M. Depression and Hope. 1 THE night is witness to my tears ; Distressing pains, distressing fears ! O might I hear thy morning voice, How would my weary soul rejoice ! 2 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, — And lift my weary soul on high : For thee sit waiting all the day, — And wear the tiresome hours away. 3 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show, Which is the path my feet should go ; PSALMS. 247 If snares and foes beset the road, I flee to hide me near my God. 4 Teach me to do thy holy will, And lead me to thy heavenly hill ; Let the good Spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. 143 THIRD PART, L. M. Mental Afflictions and Trials, 1 HEAR me, 0 Lord, in my distress, Hear me, in truth and righteousness; For at thy bar of judgment tried, None living can be justified. 2 Lord, I have foes without, within. The world, the flesh, indwelling sin, Life's daily ills, temptation's power, And satan, roaring to devour. 3 0 let me not so hopeless lie, Like one condemned at morn to die ; But with the morning may I see, Thy loving kindness visit me. 4 Teach me thy will, subdue my own ; Thou art my God, and thou alone ; By thy good Spint guide me still, Safe from all foes, to Zion's hill. 5 Release my soul from trouble, Lord : Quicken and keep me by thy word ; May all its promises be mine : Be thou my portion — I am thine. 144 L. M. The Goodness of God. 1 THE Lord is gracious to forgive And slow to let his anger move ; The Lord is good to all that five And all his tender mercy prove. 2 Glorious in majesty art thou ; Thy throne for ever shall endure ; Angels before thy footstool bow, 1l et dost thou not despise the poor. 3 The Lord upholds the men that fall ; He raiseth men of low degree : O God, our health, the eyes of all, Of all the living wait on thee. 248 PSALMS. 4 Thou op'nest thy exhaustless store, And rainest food on every land : The dumb creation thee adore, And eat their portion from thy hand. 5 But, most indebted, most ingrate, Man only is a rebel here : Teach him to know thee, ere too late ; Teach him to love thee and to fear. 144 FIRST PART, C. M. The Spiritual Victory. 1 FOREVER blessed be the Lord, My Saviour and my Shield : He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. 2 When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care ; Instructs me in the heavenly fight, 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. The Frailty of 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, 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, What terrors wait his awful frown ? How wondrous is his love ! 145 FIRST PART, L. M. The Greatness of God. 1 MY God, my King, thy various praise Shall fill the remnant of my days; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. PSALMS. 219 2 The wings of every hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear; And every setting sun shall see New works of duty, done for thee. 3 Thy works with sovereign glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine ; Let every realm with joy proclaim The sound and honor of thy name. 4 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise ; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labor -of their tongue. 5 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds ? Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds : Vast — and unsearchable thy ways, Vast — and immortal be thy praise. 145 SECOND PART, L. M. God's Goodness. 1 YE sons of men, with joy record The various wonders of the L \>rd ; Aid let his pjwer and gDodness sound, Through all your tribes the eanh around. 2 Lst the high heavens your songs invite, Those spacious fields of brilliant light ; Where sun, and moon, and planets roll, And stars, that glow from pole to pole. 3 Sing earth, in verdant robes arrayed, Its herbs and fljwers, its fruit and shade ; View the broad sea's majestic plains, And think how wide its Maker reigns. 4 But Oh ! that brighter world above, Where lives and reigns incarnate love ! God's only Sjn, in flesh arrayed, For man a bleeding victim made. 5 Thither, my soul, with rapture soar, There, in the land of praise adore ; The theme demands an angel's lay, Demands an everlasting day. 145 FIRST PART, C. M. The Greatness of God. 1 LONG as I live I '11 bless thy name, My King, my God of love ; 250 PSALMS. My work and joy shall be the same, In the bright world above. 2 Great is the Lord ; his power unknown And let his praise be great ; I '11 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 teach thy name, And children learn thy ways ; Ages to come thy truth proclaim, And nations sound thy praise. 5 The world is managed by thy hands ; Thy saints are ruled by love ; And thine eternal kingdom stands — Though rocks and hills remove. 145 SECOND PART, C. M. Goodness of God. 1 SWEET is the memory of thy grace, My God, my heavenly King ! Let age to age, thy righteousness, In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies ; Through the whole earth his bounty shines, And every want supplies. 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait, On thee for daily food : Thy liberal hand provides their meat, And fills their mouth with good. 4 How kind are thy compassions, Lord ! How slow thine anger moves ! But soon he sends his pardoning word To cheer the souls he loves. 5 Creatures, with all their endless race, Thy power and praise proclaim ; But saints, that taste thy richer grace, Delight to bless thy name. PSALMS. 251 145 THIRD PART, C. M. Goodness of Providence. 1 LET every tongue thy goodness speak, Thou sovereign Lord of all ; Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak, And raise the poor that fall. 2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, Or virtue lies distressed Beneath some proud oppressor's frown, Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 3 The Lord supports our sinking days, And guides our giddy youth : Holy and just are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pains his servants feel, He hears his children cry ; And their best wishes to fulfill, His grace is ever nigh. 5 His mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere ; He saves the souls, whose humble love ■ Is joined with holy fear. 6 My lips shall dwell upon his praise, And spread his fame abroad ; Let all the sons of Adam raise The honors of their God. 146 L. M. Praise for Divine Goodness and Truth. 1 PRAISE ye the Lord ; my heart shall join In work so pleasant, so divine : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last. 2 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God : he made the sky, And earth, and seas, with all their train ; And none shall find his promise vain. 3 His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor \ He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 4 He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell ; 252 PSALMS, Thy God, 0 Zion, everreign9 ; Praise him in everlasting strains. 146 L. P. M. Praise to God for Ids goodness and truth. 1 I'LL praise my Maker with my breath ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While "life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 2 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God : he made the sky, And earth and seas with all their train : His truth for ever stands secure : He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor ; And none shall find his promise vain. 3 He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; Let every tongue, let every age, In this exalted work engage : Praise him in everlasiing strains. 4 I'll praise him while he lends me breath, And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler powers : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. 14? L. M. Praise for Divine Grace. 1 PRAISE ye the Lord ; 'tis good to raise Our hearts and voices in his praise ; His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name; His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. 3 Great is our Lord, and great his might, And all his glories infinite : He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. PSALMS. 253 4 But saints are lovely in his sight ; He views his children with delight ; He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And looks and loves his image there. 147 C. M. The Seasons. 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 blessings down To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. 3 His steady counsels change the face Of the declining 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 ; He calls the warmer gales to blow, And bids the spring return. 6 The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word ; With songs and honors sounding loud, Praise ye the sovereign Lord. 148 L. M. Universal Praise to God. 1 LOUD hallelujahs to the Lord, From distant worlds where creatures dwell ; Let heaven begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful — down to hell. 2 Wide — as his vast dominion lies — Make the Creator's name be known : Loud — as his thunder — shout his praise, And sound it lofty — as his throne. 3 Jehovah — 'tis a glorious word — O may it dwell on every tongue ! 22 254 PSALMS. But saints who best have known the Lord, Are bound to raise the noblest song. 4 Speak of the wonders of that love, Which Gabriel plays on every chord ! From all below and all above, Loud hallelujahs to the Lord. 148 S. M. Exhortation to Praise. 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 Ye vapors when ye rise, Or fall in showers or snow, Ye thunders, murmuring round the skies. His power and glory show. 5 Wind, hail, and flaming fire, Agree to praise the Lord, When ye in dreadful storms conspire To execute his word. 6 By all his works above His honors be expressed ; But saints, that taste his saving love, Should sing his praises best. 148 FIRST PART, H. M. Praise from all creatures. 1 YE tribes of Adam, join With heaven, and earth, and seas, And offer notes divine To your Creator's praise. Ye holy throng Of angels bright, In worlds of light, Begin the song. PSALMS. 255 2 Thou sun with dazzling rays, And moon that rules the night, Shine to your Maker's praise, With stars of twinkling light. His power declare, Ye floods on high, And clouds that fly In empty air. 8 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand, Or in swift courses move, By his supreme command. He spake the word, And all their frame From nothing came To praise the Lord. 4 Let all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love While earth and sky Attempt his praise, His saints shall raise His honors high. 148 SECOND PART, H. M. Praise from Heaven and Earth. 1 YE boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's name : His praise your songs employ Above the starry frame : Your voices raise, Ye cherubim, And seraphim, 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, From changes free ; His firm decree Stands ever fast. 256 PSALMS. 14§ C. P. M. Praise from all Creatures. 1 BEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay; Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise th' Almighty 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 ; Ye thunders, speak his power : Lo ! on the light' ning's fiery wing, In triumph walks th' eternal King ; Th' astonished worlds adore. 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, To join the thunders of the skies, Praise him who bids you roll ; His praise in softer notes declare, Each whisp'ring breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. 4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing, Ye feathered warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise To him who shaped your finer mould, Who tipped your glitt'ring wings with gold, And tuned your voice to praise. 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, Till heaven shall echo back the sound In songs of holy joy. 148 8s and 7s. Praise to God. 1 PRAISE the Lord, ye heavens adore him, Praise him angels in the height ; Sun and moon rejoice before him, Praise him all ye stars of light. 2 Praise the Lord, for he hath spoken, Worlds his mighty voice obeyed ; Laws which never can be broken, For their guidance he hath made. PSALMS. 257 3 Praise the Lord, for he is glorious ; Never shall his promise fail ; God hath made his saints victorious, Sin and death shall not prevail. 4 Praise the God of our salvation, Hosts on high, his power proclaim ; Heaven and earth, and all creation, Praise and magnify his name. 118 7s. Praise for the Works of Creation. 1 HERALDS of creation cry Praise the Lord, the Lord most high ! Heaven and earth obey the call, Praise the Lord, the Lord of all. 2 For he spake, and forth from night, Sprang the universe to light : He commanded ; nature heard, And stood fast upon his word. 3 Praise him, all ye hosts above, Spirits perfected in love ; Sun and moon your anthems raise, Sing, ye stars, your Maker's praise. 149 a M. The Saints judging the world. 1 ALL ye who love the Lord, rejoice, And let your songs be new ; Amid 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 her King. 3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just, Whom sinners treat with scorn ; The meek, who lie despised in dust, Salvation shall adorn. 4 Saints should be joyful in their King, Ev'n on a dying bed ; And, like the souls in glory, sing : For God shall raise the dead. 6 When Christ his judgment seat ascends, And bids the world, appear, 22* 258 PSALMS. Thrones are prepared for all his friends, Who humbly loved him here. 149 10s and lis. Saints and Angels praise God. 1 O PRAISE ye the Lord ! prepare your glad yoice, 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 lus 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 skies. 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 C. M. Public and Universal Praise. 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, While you rehearse his deeds ; But the great 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 him best. 150 H. M. Praise on Earth and in Heaven. 1 IN Zion's sacred gates, Let hymns of praise begin — Where acts of faith and love, In ceaseless beauty shine : PSALMS. 299 In mercy there While God is known Before his throne With songs appear. 3 The trumpet's martial voice, The timbrel's softer sound, The organ's solemn peal, His praises shall resound : To swell the song With highest joy, Let man employ His tuneful tongue. 3 In heaven, his house on high, Ye angels lift your voice ; Let heavenly harps resound, And happy saints rejoice : The glories sing, That ever shine, With pomp divine, Around your King. 150 7s. Exhortation to Praise. 1 PRAISE the Lord — his power confess, Praise him in his holiness ; Praise him as the theme inspires, Praise him as his fame requires. 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 unite : While the stream of song is poured, Praise and magnify the Lord. 150 7s and 6s. Peculiar. Praise from all living. 1 PRAISE the Lord, who reigns above, And keeps his courts below : 260 PSALMS. Praise him for his boundless love, And all his greatness show : Praise him for his noble deeds ; Praise him for his matchless power : Him, from whom all good proceeds, Let earth and heaven adore. 2 Publish — spread to all around The great Immanuel's name : Let the gospel-trumpet sound ; Him the Prince of peace proclaim : Praise him, every tuneful string ; All the reach of heavenly art, All the power of music bring, The music of the heart. 3 Him, in whom they move and live, Let every creature sing ; Glory to our Saviour give, And homage to our King : Hallowed be his name beneath, As in heaven, on earth adored : Praise the Lord in every breath ; Let all things praise the Lord. 150 6s and 4s. Praise in the courts of God. 1 PRAISE ye Jehovah's name, Praise through his courts proclaim, Rise and adore : High o'er the heavens above, Sound his great acts of love, While his rich grace we prove, Vast as his power. 2 Now let the trumpet raise Sounds of triumphant praise, Wide as his 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. HYMNS ADAPTED TO PUBLIC WORSHIP HYMNS. THE SCRIPTURES. I C. M. The Bible suited to our wants. 1 FATHER of mercies, in thy word, What endless glory shines ! For ever be thy name adored, For these celestial lines. 2 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a free repast ; Sublimer sweets than nature knows Invite the longing taste. 3 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice, Spreads heavenly peace around; And life, and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 4 O, may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. 5 Divine instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near, Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. \ L. M. Prophecy and Inspiration. 1 'TWAS by an order from the Lord, The ancient prophets spoke his word ; His spirit did their tongues inspire, And warmed their hearts with heavenly fire. 2 Great God ! mine eyes with pleasure look On the dear volume of thy book ; 264 HYMNS. 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 my hope secure ; This is thy word, and must endure. 3 C. M. The Holy Scriptures. 1 LADEN with guilt, and full of fears, I fly to thee, my Lord ; And not a glimpse of hope appears, But in thy written word. 2 The volume of my Father's grace, Does all my grief assuage ; Here I behold my Saviour's face, Almost in every page. 3 Here consecrated water flows, To quench my thirst of sin ; Here the fair tree of knowledge grows No danger dwells therein. 4 This is the Judge that ends the strife, Where wit and reason fail ; My guide to everlasting life, Through all this gloomy vale. 5 Oh ! may thy counsels, mighty God, My roving feet command ; Nor I forsake the happy road That leads to thy right hand. 4 L. M. A Saviour seen in the Scriptures. 1 NOW let my soul, eternal King ! To thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee, with humble homage, bow; My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, In worlds below, and worlds above ; But in thy blessed word, I trace Diviner wonders of thy grace. 3 There what delightful truths I read, There I behold the Saviour bleed -. THE SCRIPTURES. 265 His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my laboring conscience peace ; Raises my grateful passions high, And points to mansions in the sky. 5 For love like this, oh, let my song Through endless years thy praise prolong; Let distant climes thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. 5 C. AT. Revelation welcomed. 1 HAH,, sacred truth, whose piercing rays, Dispel the shades of night ; 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. 6 L. M. The Blessings of the New Covenant. 1 GOD, in the gospel of his Son, Makes his eternal counsels known : Where love in all its glory shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here, sinners, of an humble frame, May taste his grace, and learn his name ; May read in characters of blood, The wisdom, power and grace of God. 3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes, A brighter world beyond the skies ; Here shines the light which guides our way From earth to realms of endless day. 4 O grant us grace, Almighty Lord ! To read ana mark thy holy word ; Its truths with meekness to receive, And by its holy precepts live. HYMNS. 5 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near mine eye, Till lifers last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage. 7 L. M. A written Revelation. 1 LET everlasting glories crown Thy head, my Saviour, and my Lord ,' Thy hands have brought salvation down, And writ the blessings in thy word. 2 In vain the trembling conscience seeks Some solid ground to rest upon ,* With long despair the spirit breaks, Till we apply to Christ alone. 3 How well thy blessed truths agree I How wise and holy thy commands I Thy promises — how firm they be Y. How firm our hope and comfort stands I 4 Should all the forms that men devise Assault my faith with treacherous art, I'd call them vanity and lies, And bind the gospel to my heart. 8 L. M. The Power of Truth. 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 ; The word that saves me does engage A sure defence from all their rage. GOD. 267 GOD, 9 L. M, Existence of God. 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. 3 Ye curious minds who roam abroad, And trace creation's wonders o'er, Confess the footsteps of your God; Bow down before him — and adore. 10 C. M. Creation and Providence. 1 LORD, when my raptured thought surveys, Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bid my soul adore. 2 Where'er I turn my gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 On me thy providence has shone With gentle, smiling rays ; O let my lips and life make known Thy goodness and thy praise. 4 All bounteous Lord, thy grace impart.-; O teach me to improve Thy gifts with ever grateful heart ; And crown them with thy love. 11 H. M. Perfections of GW's Government. 1 THE Lord Jehovah, reigns, His throne is built on nigh : The garments he assumes, Are light and majesty. 8 HYMNS. His glories shine With beams so bright, No mortal eye Can bear the sight. 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe ; His wrath and justice stand To guard his holy law : And where his love Resolves to bless, His truth confirms, And seals the grace. 3 Through all his perfect work Surprising wisdom shines ; Confounds the powers of hell, And breaks their curs'd designs t Strong is his arm, And shall fulfill His great decrees, His sovereign will. 4 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend, And will he write his name, My Father and my Friend 1 I love his name, I love his word : Join all my powers, And praise the Lord. lfc C. M. God the Creator. 1 ETERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise, Thee the creation sings ; With thy loved name, rocks, hills, and seas, And heaven's high palace rings. 2 How wide thy hand hath spread the sky, How glorious to behold ! Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye, And starred with sparkling gold. 3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, And strike the gazing sight, Through skies, and seas, and solid ground, With terror and delight. 4 Infinite strength, and equal skill, Shine through the worlds abroad ; GOD 269 Our souls with vast amazement fill, And speak the builder — God. 5 But still the wonders of thy grace Our softer passions move ; Pity divine in Jesus' face, We see, adore, and love. 13 C. M. GWs eternal Dominion, 1 GREAT God! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee. 2 Thy throne eternal ages stood, Ere seas or stars were made : Thou art the ever-living God, Were all the nations dead. 3 Eternity, with all its years. Stands present in thy view; To thee there's nothing old appears — Great God ! there's nothing new. 4 Our lives through various scenes are drawn, And vexed with trifling cares ; While thine eternal thoughts move on Thine undisturbed affairs. 5 Great God ! how infinite art thou ! What worthless worms are we ! Let the whole race of creatures bow, And pay their praise to thee ! 14 H. M. Praise from all Creation. 1 ANGELS, assist to sing The honors of your God; Touch every tuneful string, And sound his name abroad: Come pour the trembling notes along ; And swell the grand immortal song. 2 And ye of meaner birth, Your joyful voices raise ; Inhabitants of earth, Your great Creator praise : Let your hosannas joyful rise, And shake the earth .and pierce the skies. 23* 270 HYMNS. 3 Let day and dusky night, In solemn order join His praises to recite, And speak his power divine : Let eveiy hill ana every vale, Re-echo with the sacred tale. 4 Let every creature sing The honors of our God ; Touch every tuneful string, And spread his praise abroad : Come pour the trembling notes along; And swell the universal song. 15 L. M. Majesty of God. 1 COME, O my soul, in sacred lays, Attempt thy great Creator's praise ; But O, what tongue can speak his fame? What mortal verse can reach the theme ? 2 Enthroned amidst 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 his wondrous frame, Bear the great impress of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till list'ning worlds repeat the song. 16 7s. Praise for Temporal Mercies. 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'erflowing stores ; — 3 These to that dear source we owe Whence our sweetest comforts flow : GOD. 271 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. 17 C. M. Praise to the Creator. 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 undissembled praise. 3 My 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 The remnant of my days ; And oft to God, my soul, ascend, In grateful songs of praise. 18 H. M. Rejoicing in God. 1 TO your creator God, Your great preserver, raise, Ye creatures of his hand, Your highest notes of praise : Let every voice Proclaim his power, His name adore, And loud rejoice. 2 Let every creature join To celebrate his name, And all their various powers Assist th' exalted theme : Let nature raise, From every tongue, A gen'ral song Of grateful praise. 272 HYMNS. 3 But oh ! from human tongues Should nobler praises How; And every thankful heart With Mann devotion glow: Your voices raise Above the rest ; Ye highly blest, Declare his praise. 4 Assist me, gracious God, My heart, my voice inspire ; Then shall I grateful join The universal choir : Thy grace can raise My heart, my tongue, And tune my song To lively praise. 19 C. M. Wonders of God's Love. 1 YE humble souls, approach your God With songs of sacred praise ; For he is good, supremely 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 gave his Son, his only Son, To ransom rebel worms ; 'Tis here he makes his goodness known In its diviner forms. 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come, 'Tis here our hope relies; A safe defence, a peaceful home, When storms ot 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 th' angelic songs above Can render equal praise. GOD. 273 120 C. M. The glory of God in Creation. 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 Behold this fair and fertile globe, By him in wisdom plann'd ; 'Twas he who girded, like a robe, The ocean round the land. 3 Lift to the arch of heaven your eye ; Thither his path pursue ; His glory boundless as the sky, Overwhelms the wondering view. 4 How excellent, O Lord, thy name, In all creation's lines ! Spread through eternity, thy fame With rising lustre shines. 5 These lower works that swell thy praise, High as our thoughts can tower, Are but a portion of thy ways, The hiding of thy power. 6 Millions before thy presence stand, Who feel, while they adore, Fulness of joy, at thy right hand, And pleasures evermore. 21 C. M. The Goodness of God. 1 GOD, in the high and holy place, Looks down upon the spheres ; Yet, in his providence and grace, To every eye appears. 2 He bows the heavens ; the mountains stand A highway for our God : He walks amid the desert land ; 'Tis Eden where he trod. 3 In every stream his bounty flows, Diffusing joy and wealth; In every breeze his spirit blows The breath of life and health. 4 His blessings fall in plenteous showers Upon the lap of earth, 274 HYMNS. That teams with foliage, fruits and flowers, And rings with infant mirth. 5 If God hath made this world so fair, Where sin and death abound ! How beautiful, beyond compare, Will paradise be found I 22 S. M. God all and in all. 1 MY God, my life, my love, To thee, to thee I call ; I cannot live, if thou remove, For thou art all in all. 2 To thee, and thee alone, The angels owe their bliss ; They sit around thy gracious throne, And dwell where Jesus is. 3 Not all the harps above Can make a heavenly place, If God his residence remove, Or but conceal his face. 4 Nor earth, nor all the sky, Can one delight afford; No, not a drop of real joy, Without thy presence, Lord. 5 Thou art the sea of love, Where all my pleasures roll ; The circle where my passions move, And centre of my soul. 23 C. M. Confiding in God. 1 TO thee, my God, my heart shall bring The lively grateful song ; Attending kings shall hear me sing, With rapture on my tongue. 2 Amid the glories of thy name, Thy truth exalted shines ; A faithful God thy words proclaim In everlasting lines. 3 When in the day of deep distress, To thee, my God, I cried, With strength divine, thy powerful grace My fainting soul supplied GOD. 575 4 Thou, Lord, wilt all my hopes fulfill, To thee the work belongs ; Let endless mercy guide me still, And tune my grateful songs, 24 C. M. The Mercy-seat. 1 DEAR Father, to thy mercy-seat My soul for shelter flies : 'Tis here I find a safe retreat When storms and tempests rise. 2 My cheerful hope can never die, If thou, my God, art near ; Thy grace can raise my comforts high, And banish every fear. 3 My great Protector and my Lord, Thy constant aid impart ; Oh ! let thy kind, thy gracious word Sustain my trembling heart. 4 Oh ! never Let my soul remove From this divine retreat ; Still let me trust thy power and love, And dwell beneath thy feet. 25 C. M. 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 I can wish, is thine to give : My God, I ask thy love, That greatest bliss I can receive — That bliss of heaven above. 3 To heaven my restless heart aspires ; 0 for a quickening ray, To wake and warm my faint desires, And cheer the tiresome way ! 4 The path to thy divine abode, Through a wild desert lies ; A thousand snares beset the road, A thousand terrors rise. 276 HYMNS. 5 Satan and sin unite their art To keep me from my Lord ; Dear Saviour, guard my trembling heart, And guide me by thy word. 6 My guardian, my almighty friend, On thee my soul would rest ; On thee alone my hopes depend ; Be near, and I am blest. 26 H. M. Perpetual Praise. 1 TO thee, great source of light, My thankful voice I'll raise ; And all my powers unite To celebrate thy praise : And, till my voice is lost in death, May praise employ my every breath. 2 And when this feeble tongue Lies silent in the dust, My soul shall dwell among The spirits of the just ; Then, with the shining hosts above, In nobler strains I'll sing thy love. 27 C. M. God 's presence is light in darkness. 1 MY God, the spring of all my joys, The life of my delights ; The glory of my brightest days, And comforts of my nights : 2 In darkest shades, if he appear, My dawning is begun ; He is my soul's sweet morning star, And he my rising sun. 3 The opening heavens around me shine, With beams of sacred bliss ; While Jesus shows his heart is mine, And whispers I am his. 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay, At that transporting word ; Run up with joy the shining way, T' embrace my dearest Lord. 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, I 'd break through every foe ; GOD. 277 The wings of love, and arms of faith, Shall bear me conqueror through. 28 S. M. God my Creator and Benefactor. 1 MY Maker and my King, To thee, my all I owe ; Thy sovereign bounty is the spring From whence my blessings flow. 2 The creature of thy hand, On thee alone I live ; My God, thy benefits demand More praise than life can give. 3 Shall I withhold thy due ? And shall my passions rove ? Lord, form this wretched heart anew, And fill it with thy love. 4 Oh ! let thy grace inspire My soul with strength divine ; Let all my powers to thee aspire, And all my days be thine. 29 C. M. Thanks for Providence and Grace. 1 ALMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, Kind guardian of my days, Thy mercies let my heart record In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thy indulgent care, Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 Yet I adore thee, gracious Lord, For favors more divine ; That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 4 When blest with that transporting view, That Jesus died for me, For this sweet hope, what praise is due, O God of grace, to thee ? 5 Now shall my joyful powers unite, In more exalted lays, Till I shall join the sons of fight, In everlasting praise. 24 278 HYMNS. 30 L. M. Imploring Divine Influence. 1 MY God, whene'er my longing heart Its grateful tribute would impart, In vain my boldest thoughts arise, I sink to earth, and lose the skies. 2 Thy name inspires the harps above, With harmony, and praise and love ; That grace which tunes th' immortal strings, Looks kindly down on mortal things. 3 O let thy grace guide every song, And fill my heart and tune my tongue ; Then shall the strain harmonious flow, And heaven's sweet work begin below. 31 C. M. Thanks for Providential Favors. 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 on 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. 6 Through all eternity, to thee A joyful song I'll raise : But oh ! eternity's too short To utter all thy praise \ GOD. 279 32 L. M. Song of Gratitude and Praise. 1 GOD of my life through all my ways, I'll tune the grateful notes of praise ; The song shall wake with op'ning light, And warble to the silent night. 2 When anxious cares would break my rest, And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, The notes of praise ascending high, Shall check the murmur and the sigh. 3 When death o'er nature shall prevail, And all the powers of language fail, Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 4 But oh ! when that last conflict's o'er, And I am chained to earth no more ; With what glad accents shall I rise To join the music of the skies. 5 Then shall I learn th' exalted strains That echo through the heavenly plains ; And emulate with ioy unknown The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 33 8s and 7s. Praise to Jehovah. 1 SAINTS, with pious zeal attending, Now a grateful tribute raise ; Joyful songs, to heaven ascending, Join the universal praise. 2 Round Jehovah's footstool kneeling, Lowly bend with contrite souls ; Here his milder grace revealing, Here his wrath no thunder rolls. 3 Every secret fault confessing, Deed unholy — thought of sin, — Seize, O seize, the proffered blessing, Grace from God, and peace within. 4 Heart and voice with rapture swelling, Still the song of glory raise ; On the theme immortal dwelling, Join the universal praise. 280 HYMNS. 34 L. M. Retirement and Devotion. 1 MY God, permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee ; Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour go ? 3 Call me away from flesh and sense ; One sovereign word can draw me thence ; 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. 35 C. M. God our Refuge. 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 : Thy word can bring a sweet relief, For every pain I feel. 3 But oh, when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to callthee mine ; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 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 ? 5 No, still the ear of sovereign grace Attends the mourner's prayer : O may I ever find access, To breathe my sorrows there ! 6 Thy mercy-seat is open still : Here let my soul retreat ; GOD. 281 With humble hope attend thy will, And wait beneath thy feet. 36 C. M. Thirsting after God. 1 WHEN fainting in the sultry waste, And parched with thirst extreme, The weary pilgrim longs to taste The cool refreshing stream : 2 So longs the weary, fainting mind, Oppressed with sins and woes, Some soul-reviving spring to find, Whence heavenly comfort flows. 3 Oh, may I thirst for thee, my God, With ardent, strong desire ; And still, through all this desert road, To taste thy grace aspire. 4 Then shall my praver to thee ascend, A grateful sacrifice ; My mourning voice thou wilt attend, And grant me full supplies. 3T C. M. God, as seen in Nature. 1 I SING th' almighty power of God, That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies ! 2 I sing the wisdom that ordained The sun to rule the day ; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. 4 Lord, how thy wonders are displayed, Where'er I turn mine eye ! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky ! 5 There's not a plant or flower below, But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from thy throne. 24* 282 HYMNS. 6 Creatures that borrow life from thee, Are subject to thy care ; There's not a place where we can flee, But God is present there. 38 C. M. Rejoicing in God our Father. 1 COME, shout aloud the Father's grace, And sing the Saviour's love ; Soon shall you join the glorious theme, In loftier strains above. 2 God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends; Calls you his treasure and his joy, His children and his friends. 3 My Father God ! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear ? Not thus could heaven's sweet harmony Delight my list'ning ear. 4 Thanks to my God for every gift His bounteous hands bestow ; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow. 39 L. M. Perfections of God 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 baffles Satan's deep designs ; His power is sovereign to fulfill The noblest counsels of his will. 4 And will this glorious Lord descend To be my father and my friend ? Then let my songs with angels join ; Heaven is secure, if God be mine. GOD. 40 C. M. God all in all. 1 MY God, my portion and my love, My everlasting all ! I 've none but thee in heaven above, Or on this earthly ball. 2 What empty things are all the skies, And this inferior clod ! There's nothing here deserves myjoys : There's nothing like my God. 3 In vain the bright, "the burning sun, Scatters his Feeble light : 'Tis thy sweet beams create my noon ; If thou withdraw, 'tis night- 4 How vain a toy is glittering wealth, If once compared to thee ! Or what's my safety, or my health, Or all my friends to me ? 5 Were I possessor of the earth, And called the stars my own, Without thy graces and thyself, I were a wretch undone. 6 Let others stretch their arms like seas, And grasp in all the shore ; Grant me the visits of thy face, And I desire no more. 41 L. M. God's Condescension. 1 UP to the Lord, who reigns on high, And views the nations from afar, Let everlasting praises fly, And tell how large his bounties are. 2 He overrules all mortal things, And manages our mean affairs : On humble souls the King of kings Bestows his counsels and his cares. 3 Our sorrows and our tears we pour Into the bosom of our God ; He hears us in the mournful hour, And helps to bear the heavy load. 4 Oh ! could our thankful hearts devise A tribute equal to thy grace— 284 HYMNS. To the third heaven our songs should rise, And teach the golden harps thy praise. 42 S. M. Exhortation to Praise. 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 0 for the living flame From his own altar brought, To touch our lips, our souls inspire, And wing to heaven our thought. 4 God is our strength and song, And his salvation ours ; Then be his love in Christ proclaimed With all our ransomed powers. 5 Stand up and bless the Lord, The Lord your God adore ; Stand up and. bless his glorious name, Henceforth, for evermore. 43 L. M. 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, he puts his trust in none Of all the spirits round his throne : Their natures, when compared with his, Are neither holy, just nor wise. 3 But how much meaner things are they, Who spring from dust, and dwell in clay ! Touched by the finger of thy wrath, We faint, and vanish like the moth. 4 Almighty power, to thee we bow ; How frail are we ! how glorious thou ! No more the sons of earth shall dare With an eternal God compare. GOD. 235 44 L. M. Praise to God. 1 NATURE, with all her powers, shall sing, God the Creator and the 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, Tune high your harps, and spread the sound, To the 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. 4 Yet, mighty God, our feeble frame Attempts in vain to reach thy name : The highest notes that angels raise, Fall far below thy glorious praise. 45 C. M. Goodness of God seen in his works. 1 HAIL, great Creator — wise and good ! To thee our son»s we raise ; Nature, through all her various scenes, Invites us to thy praise. 2 At morning, noon, and evening mild, Fresh wonders strike our view ; And while we gaze, our hearts exult, With transports ever new. 3 Thy glory beams in every star, Which gilds the gloom of night ; And decks the smihng 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 works' instructive page ! 8 And while, in all thy wondrous ways, Thy varied love we see ; 236 HYMNS. Oh may our hearts, great God, be led Through all thy works to thee. 46 L. M. 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 — andtheir 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 for ever bright — Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight. 47 C. M. Sovereignty and Dominion 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. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave — to be. 3 Chained to his throne, a Volume lies, With all the fates of men, With every angel's form and size, Drawn by th' eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds his book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each opening leaf— and every stroke, Fulfills some deep design. 5 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. GOD. 6 In thy fair book of life and grace, O may I find my name ; Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord the Lamb. 48 H. M. Faithfulness of God. 1 THE promises I sing, Which sovereign love hath spoke ; Nor will th' eternal King His words of grace revoke : They stand secure And steadfast still ; Not Zion's hill 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, In radiant lines The promise shines Through all the flame. 3 Their harmony shall sound Through my attentive ears, When thunders cleave the ground, And dissipate the spheres ; Mid all the shock Of that dread scene, I stand serene ; Thy word my rock. 49 C. M. The glories of Redemption. 1 FATHER, how wide thy glory shines, How high thy wonders rise ! Known through 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 thy patience still. 3 But when we view thy strange design, To save rebellious worms ; Where vengeance and compassion join, In their divinest forms -.— J88 HYMNS. 4 Here the whole Deity is known ; Nor dares a creature guess — Which of the glories brightest shone, The justice or the grace. 5 Now the full glories of the Lamb Adorn the heavenly plains : Bright seraphs learn Irnmanuel's name, And try their choicest strains. 6 Oh, may I bear some humble part, In that immortal song ! Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, And love command my tongue. 50 S. M. The God of Mercy and Justice. 1 THE Lord on high proclaims His Godhead from his throne ; " Mercy and justice are the names, By which f will be known. 2 " Ye dying souls, that sit In darkness and distress, Look from the borders of the pit, To my recovering grace." 3 Sinners shall hear the sound ; Their thankful tongues shall own, Our righteousness and strength is found In thee, the Lord alone. 4 In thee shall Israel trust, And see their guilt forgiven ; God will pronounce the sinners just, And take the saints to heaven. 51 C. M. Almighty Power and Majesty of God. 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 his awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 3 Howl, winds of night ! your force combine ! Without his high behest, GOD. 289 Ye shall not, in the mountain pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest. 4 His voice sublime is heard afar, In distant peals it dies ; He yokes the whirlwinds to his car, And sweeps the howling skies. 5 Ye nations, bend — in reverence bend ; Ye monarchs, wait his nod, And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God. 52 C. M. God holy, just, and sovereign. 1 HOW should the sons of Adam's race Be pure before their God ! If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath his rod. 2 Strong is his arm, his heart is wise ; What vain presumers dare Against their Maker's hand to rise, Or tempt th' unequal war ? 3 Mountains by his almighty wrath From their old seats are torn ; He shakes the earth from south to north, And all her pillars mourn. 4 He bids the sun forbear to rise ; Th' obedient sun forbears : His hand with sackcloth spreads the skies, And seals up all the stars. 5 He walks upon the stormy sea, Flies on the stormy wind .- There's none can trace his wondrous way, Or his dark footsteps find. 53 C, M. The divine purpose and 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 Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs And works his sovereign will. 25 290 HYMNS. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; The clouds you so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your bead. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust him for his grace : Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain : God is his own interpreter ; And he will make it plain. 54 C. M. Love of God. 1 COME, ye that know and fear the Lord, And raise your soul above ; Let every heart and voice accord, To sing, that God is love. 2 This precious truth his word declares, And 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 The work begun is carried on, By power from heaven above ; And every step, from first to last, Proclaims, that God is love. 5 0 may we all, while here below, This best of blessings prove ; Till warmer hearts in brighter worlds, Shall shout, that God is love. 55 C. M. The Sovereignty of God 1 THY way, O God, is in the sea ; Thy paths I cannot trace ; GOD. 291 Nor comprehend the mystery Of thy unbounded grace. 2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense, My captive soul surround ; Mysterious deeps of Providence, My inward thoughts confound. 3 As through a glass, I dimly see The wonders of thy love : How little do I know of thee, Or of the joys above I 4 Though but in part I know thy will, I bless thee for "the sight : When will thy love the rest reveal In glory's clearer light 1 5 In rapture shall I then survey Thy providence and grace ; And spend an everlasting day , In wonder, love, and praise. 56 7s. Universal Praise to God. 1 SONGS of praise the angels sang, Heaven with hallelujahs rang, When Jehovah's work begun, When he spake and it was done. 5£ Songs of praise awoke the morn, When the Prince of peace was born ; Songs of praise arose, when he Captive led captivity. 3 Heaven and earth must pass away ; Songs of praise shall crown that day : God will make new heavens and earth, Songs of praise shall bail their birth. 4 And shall man alone be dumb, Till that glorious morning come ? No ! the church delights to raise Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise, 5 Saints below, with heart and voice, Still in songs of praise rejoice, Learning here, by faith and love, Songs of praise to sing above. 6 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise shall conquer death; 292 HYMNS. Then, amidst eternal joy, Songs of praise their powers employ. 57 C. M. A faithful God. 1 BEGIN, my tongue, some heavenly theme, And speak some boundless thing : The mighty works, or mightier name, Of our eternal King. 2 Tell of his w^ondrous faithfulness, And sound his power abroad ; Sing of the glory and the grace Of our Redeemer God. 3 Proclaim "salvation from the Lord, For wretched, dying men ;" His hand has writ "the sacred word With an immortal pen. 4 Engraved as in eternal brass, Each promise ever shines, Nor can the powers of darkness raze, Those everlasting lines. 5 His word of grace is sure and strong, As that which built the skies : The voice that rolls the stars along Speaks all the promises. 6 Oh, might I hear his heavenly tongue But whisper " Thou art mine ;" The gentle words should raise my song, To strains that are divine. 58 7s. Thanksgiving. 1 SWELL the anthem, raise the song, Praises to our God belong, Saints and angels join to sing, Praises to the neavenly King. 2 Blessings from his lib'ral hand, Flow around this happv land : Guarded by his watchful eye, Peace and freedom we enjoy. 3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway, May we cheerfully obey, Never feel oppression's rod, Ever own and worship God. GOD. 293 4 Hark ! the voice of nature sings, Praises to the King of kings ; Let us join the choral song, And the grateful notes prolong. 59 a M. Endless Praise. 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 my God ! My life, with all its active powers, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 3 Not death itself shall stop my song, Though death will close my eyes : 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. 60 L. M. God acTcnmoledged 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 Thv 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 steps 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. i Great God ! preserve us in thy fear ; In danerers still our guardian be ; as* 294 HYMNS. Oh spread thy truth's bright precepts here, Let all the people worship thee. 61 L. P. M. National Praise and Prayer. 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. CHRIST. 62 C. M. Chrisfs Xativity. 1 MORTALS, awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay : Joy, love, and gratitude, combine To hail th' auspicious day. 2 In heaven the rapt'rous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tuned the lyre. 3 Swift, through the vast expanse, it flew, And loud the echo rolled ; The theme, the song, the joy was new, 'Twas more than heaven could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky Th' impetuous torrent ran; And angels flew with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song ; Good will and peace are heard throughout Th' harmonious heavenly throng. CHRIST. 295 6 With joy the chorus we repeat — " Glory to God on high !" Good will and peace are now complete ; Jesus is born to die. 63 8s and 7s. Christ the Saviour born. 1 HAIL, thou long expected Jesus, Born to set thy people free ! From our sins and fears release us, Let us find our rest in thee. 2 Israel's strength and consolation, Hope of all die saints thou art; Long desired of every nation, Joy of every waiting heart. 3 Born, thy people to deliver, Born a child, yet God our King ; Born to reign in us for ever, 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. 64 C. M. The Redeemer's Message. 1 HARK ! »he glad sound, the Saviour comes, The Saviour, promised long! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 On him, the Spirit largely poured, Exerts his sacred fire ; Wisdom, and might, and zeal, and love, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes, the pris'ners to release, In satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 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. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 2% HYMNS. And heaven's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. 65 7s and 6s. Christ, the Heir of all things. 1 LORD of the vast creation, Support of worlds unknown, Desire of every nation, Behold us at thy throne. We come for mercy crying, Through thine atoning blood, And, on thy grace relying We seek each promised good. 2 We bless that condescension Which brought thee down to earth, Of which the seers made mention, Who prophecied thy birth. We celebrate the glory That marked thy wondrous way, And own the joyful story, Which claims this hallowed day. 3 O when shall thy salvation Be known through every land, And men in every station Obey thy great command ? In God's own Son believing, From sin may they be free, And gospel grace receiving, Find life and peace in thee ! 66 7s. Song of the Angels. 1 HARK ! the herald angels sing, " Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; God and sinners reconciled." 2 Joyful all ye nations rise, Join the triumphs of the skies; With th' angelic hosts, proclaim, "Christ is born 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. CHRIST. 297 4 Hail, the heaven-born Prince of peace ! Hail, the Sun of righteousness ! Light and life to all he brings, Ris'n with healing in his wings. 5 Let us then with angels sing, " Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; God and sinners reconciled." 67 H. M. Joy at Immanuel 's Birth. 1 HARK ! hark ! — the notes of joy Roll o'er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains ; Some new delight in heaven is known ; Loud sound the harps around the throne. 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 ; He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear, bear the tidings round ; Let every mortal Know What love in God is found, What pity he can show; Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll, Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 4 Strike, strike the harps again, To great Immanuel's name ; Arise, ye sons of men, And all his grace proclaim ; Angels and men, wake every string, 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing. 6S 8s and 7s. The Song of Angels. 1 HARK, what mean those holy voices Sweedy sounding through the skies ! Lo ! the angelic host rejoices ; Heavenly hallelujahs rise. 2 Listen to the wondrous story Which they chant in hymns of joy : 298 HYMNS. " Glory in the highest, glory ! Glory be to God most high. 3 "Peace on earth, good will from heaven, Reaching far as man is found, Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven ; Loud our golden harps shall sound. 4 " Christ is born, the great Anointed, Heaven and earth his praises sing! O receive whom God appointed, For your Prophet, Priest and King. 5 " Hasten, mortals, to adore him ; Learn his name, and taste his joy ; Till in heaven ye sing before him, Glory be to God most high." 69 H. M. The Birth of Christ. 1 HARK ! what celestial notes, What melody we hear ! Soft on the morn it floats, And fills the ravished ear. The tuneful shell, The golden lyre, And vocal choir The concert swell. 2 The angelic hosts descend, With harmony, divine : See how from heaven they bend, And in full chorus join. Fear not, say they, Great joy we bring : Jesus, your King, Is born to-day. 3 He comes from error's night Your wandering feet to save ; To realms of bliss and light He lifts you from the grave. This glorious mom — Let all attend ! — Your matchless friend, Your Saviour's born. 4 Glory to God on high ! Ye mortals, spread the sound, And let your raptures fly, To earth's remotest bound : CHRIST. 299 " For peace on earth, From God in heaven, To man is given, At Jesus' birth." 70 8s and 7s. The Incarnation. 1 SHEPHERDS, hail the wondrous stranger! Now to Beth'lem speed your way ; Lo ! in yonder humble manger, Christ the Lord is born to-day. 2 Christ, by prophets long predicted, Joy of Israel's chosen race ; Light to Gentiles long afflicted, Lost in error's darkest maze. 3 Bright the star of your salvation, Pointing to his rude abode ! Rapt'rous news for every nation — Mortals now behold your God ! 4 Glad, we trace th' amazing story, Angels leave their bliss to tell ; Theme sublime, replete with glory, Sinners saved from death and helL 5 Love eternal moved the Saviour, Thus to lay his radiance by ; Blessings on the Lamb for ever, Glory be to God on high. Tl 7s. The Star in the East. 1 SONS of men ! behold from far, Hail the long expected star ; Jacob's star, that gilds the night, Guides bewildered nature right. 2 Fear not that there hence should flow, Wars or pestilence below : Wars it bids, and tumults, cease, Ushering in the Prince of Peace. 3 Mild it shines on all beneath, Piercing through the shades of death, Scattering error's wide-spread night, Kindling darkness into light. 4 Nations all, far off and near, Haste to see your God appear : 300 HYMNS. Haste, for him your hearts prepare : Meet him manifested there. 72 C. M. Joy of Angels at the Saviour's Birth. 1 WHILE shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. 2 " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind, " Glad tidings of great joy I bring, To you and all mankind. 3 " To you, in David's town, this day, Is born of David's line, The Saviour, who is Christ the Lcrd, And this shall be the sign : — 4 " The heavenly Babe you there shall find, To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid." 5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels, praising God, who thus Addressed their joyful song : — 6 "All glory be to God on high, And to the earth be peace ; Good will henceforth from heaven to men, Begin, and never cease." 73 8s, 7s and 4s. Good Tidings of Great Joy. 1 ANGELS ! from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth ; Ye, who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth : Come and worship — Worship Christ, the new-born King. 2 Shepherds ! in the field abiding, Watching o'er your flocks by night ; God with man is now residing, Yonder shines the infant-light : Come, &c. CHRIST. 301 3 Sages ! leave your contemplations ; Brighter visions beam afar ; Seek the great Desire of nations ; Ye have seen his natal star. Come, &c. 4 Saints ! before the altar bending, Watching long in hope and fear, Suddenly the Lord, descending, In his temple shall appear. Come, &c. 5 Sinners ! wrung with true repentance, Doomed for guilt to endless pains, Justice now revokes the sentence, Mercy calls you — break your chains : Come, &c. 74 lis and 10s. Star of the East. 1 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning ; Guide where the infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle, the dew drops are shining ; Low lies his head, with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him, in slumbers reclining; Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 3 Say, shall they yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and off'rings divine ? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly they offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gifts, would his favor secure, Richer, by far, is the heart's adoration ; Dearer to God, are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the eaot, the horizon adorning, Guide where our Infant Redeemer is laid. 75 C. M. The Incarnation. 1 AWAKE, awake the sacred song To our incarnate Lord : Let every heart, and every tongue, Adore th' eternal Word ! 26 302 HYMNS. 2 That awful Word, that sovereign Power, By whom the worlds were made : O happy morn — illustrious hour ! Was once in flesh arrayed ! 3 Then shone Almighty power and love, In all their glorious forms ; When Jesus left his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms. 4 To dwell with mis'ry here below, The Saviour left the skies : And sunk to wretchedness and wo, That worthless man might rise. 5 Adoring angels tuned their songs, To hail the joyful day ; With rapture then, let human tongues, Their grateful homage pay. T6 C. M. The Song of Angels. 1 ANGELS rejoiced and sweetly sung At our Redeemer's birth : Mortals awake ! let every tongue Proclaim his matchless worth. 2 Glory to God who dwells on high, And sent his only Son To take a servant's form, and die, For evils we had done. 3 Good will to men ! ye fallen race, Arise, and shout for joy ; He comes with rich, abounding grace To save, and not destroy. 4 Lord, send the gracious tidings forth, And fill the world with light, That Jew and Gentile, through the earth, May know thy saving might. 5 Ye poor, who tremble at the word, Distressed, and helpless too, O come and welcome to the Lord, For he was born for you. »* L. M. The Star of Bethlehem. 1 WHEN marshalled on the nightly plain, The glitt'ring host bestud the sky ; CHRIST. 303 One star alone of all the train, Can fix 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 found'ring 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 ; " And through the storm, and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moored — my perils o'er, I'll sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The Star!— the Star of Bethlehem! V8 C. M. Christ's Commission. 1 COME, happy souls, approach your God, With new melodious songs; Come, tender to almighty grace The tributes of your tongues. 2 So strange, so boundless was the love, That pitied dying men, The Father sent his equal Son, To give them life again. 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not armed With a revenging rod ; No hard commission to perform The vengeance of a God. 4 But all was mercy, all was mild, And wrath forsook the throne, When Christ on the kind errand came, And brought salvation down. 5 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds, And wipe your sorrows dry ; 04 HYMNS. Trust in the mighty Saviour's name, And you shall never die. 6 See, dearest Lord, our willing souls Accept thine offered grace ; We bless the great Redeemer's love, And give the Father praise. 79 C. M. Christ's Compassion to the Weak. 1 WITH joy we meditate the grace Of our High Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bowels melt with love. 2 Touched with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he has felt the same. 3 But spotless, innocent, and pure, The great Redeemer stood ; While Satan's fiery darts he bore, And did resist to blood. 4 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Poured out his cries and tears ; And, in his measure, feels afresh What every member bears. 5 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power; We shall obtain delivering grace, In the distressing hour. 80 C. M. God glorified in the Gospel. 1 THE Lord, descending from above, Invites his children near ; While power, and truth, and boundless love, Display their glories here. 2 Here, in the gospel's wondrous frame, Fresh wisdom we pursue ; A thousand angels learn thy name, Beyond whate'er they knew. 3 Deep graven in celestial lines, Thy wonders here we trace ; Wisdom through all the mystery shines, And shines in Jesus' face. CHRIST. 305 4 The law its best obedience owes To our incarnate God ; And thy revenging justice shows Its honors in his blood. 5 But still the lustre of thy grace Our warmer thoughts employs ; Gilds the whole scene with brighter rays, And more exalts our joys. 81 L. M. 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, Pleads the full 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 fail, For thou dost plead, and must prevail. 82 C. M. Praise to the Saviour. 1 OH, for a thousand tongues to sing My dear Redeemer's praise ! The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace ! 2 My gracious Master and my God, Assist me to proclaim, To spread through all the earth abroad The honors of thy name. 3 Jesus, the name that calms my fears, That bids my sorrows cease ; 26* 306 HYMNS. 'Tis music to my ravished ears ; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 He breaks the power of reigning sin, He sets the pris'ner free ; His blood can make the foulest clean; His blood availed for me. 5 Let us obey, we then shall know, Shall feel our sins forgiv'n : Anticipate our heaven below, And own that love is heaven. §3 L. M. Hosannas to Christ. 1 WHAT are those soul-reviving strains Which echo thus from Salem's plains ? What anthems loud, and louder srill, Sweetly resound from Zion's hill ? 2 Lo ! 'tis an infant chorus sings Hosanna to the King of kings : The Saviour comes, and babes proclaim Salvation, sent in Jesus' name. 3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise, For we will join this song of praise : Still Israel's children forward press To hail the Lord their Righteousness. 4 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. 5 Proclaim hosannas loud and clear : See David's son and Lord appear ! Glory and praise on earth be given, Hosanna in the highest heaven. 84 C. M. Jesus my Trust. 1 JESUS, I love thy charming name, 'Tis music to mine ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud, That earth and heaven should hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, My joy, my hope, my trust ; Jewels, to thee, are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. CHRIST. 307 3 All my capacious powers can wish, In thee most richly meet ; Nor to mine eyes is light so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 Thy grace still dwells upon my heart, And sheds its fragrance there ; The healing balm of all its wounds, The cordial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honors of thy name With my expiring breath ; Then speechless clasp thee in mine arms, The antidote ofdeath. 85 C. M. God reconciled in Christ. 1 DEAREST of all the names above, My Jesus and my God — Who can resist thy heavenly love, Or trifle with thy blood ? 2 'Tis by the merits of thy death, The Father smiles again ; 'Tis by thine interceding breath, The Spirit dwells with men. 3 Till God in human flesh I see, My thoughts no comfort find ; The holy, just, and sacred Three, Are terrors to my mind. 4 But if 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 th' incarnate Mystery, And there I fix my trust 86 C. P. M. The Excellency of Christ. 1 OH, could I speak the matchless worth, O, could I sound the glories forth Which in my Saviour shine ; I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings, In notes that are divine. 308 HYMNS. 2 I'd sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears, Exalted on his throne : In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would, to everlasting days, Make all his glories known. 3 Soon the delightful day will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face : Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend, A blest eternity I'll spend Triumphant in his grace. 87 C, M. Christ the Living Fountain. 1 THERE is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins : And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day ; And there may I, though vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear, dying Lamb ! thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more. 4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be, till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save, When this poor lisping, fait' ring tongue Lies silent in the grave. 8S C. M. Sun of Righteousness. 1 RISE, glorious Sun, supremely bright, Diffuse thy ravs abroad ; Scatter the shades of gloomy night, And show the heavenly road. 2 With healing in thv wings, arise On this dark soul of mine ; CHRIST. 309 Oh, pour thy glories from the skies, And give me life divine. 3 Though thorns and briers, pits and snares, Beset the path I go, One ray of thine dispels my fears, And guides me safely through. 89 S. M. Christ suffering for our sins. 1 LIKE sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God ; Each wandering in a different way, But all the downward road. 2 How dreadful was the hour, When God our wanderings laid, And did at once his vengeance pour Upon the Shepherd's head ! 3 How glorious was the grace, When Christ sustained the stroke ! His life and blood the Shepherd pays, A ransom for the flock. 4 But God shall raise his head O'er all the sons of men, And make him see a numerous seed, To recompense his pain. 5 " I'll give him," saith the Lord, "A portion with the strong : He shall possess a large reward, And hold his honors long." ©O L. M. The Teaching of Jesus. 1 HOW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace, While list'ning thousands gathered round, And joy and reverence filled the place. 2 From heaven he came, of heaven he spoke, To heaven he led his followers' way ; Dark cl >uds of gloomy night he broke, Unveiling an immortal day. 3 Come, wanderers, to my Father's home, Come, all ve weary ones, and rest — Yes, sacred Teacher, we will come, Obey, and be for ever blest. 310 HYMNS. 4 Decay, then, tenements of dust; Pillars of earthly pride, decay; A nobler mansion waits the just, And Jesus has prepared the way. 91 S. M. Preserving Grace. 1 TO God, the only wise, Our Saviour and our King, Let all the saints below the skies, Their humble praises bring. 2 'Tis his almighty love, His counsel and his care, Preserves us safe from sin and death, And every hurtful snare. 3 He will present 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. 92 L. M. Love of Christ. 1 I WAS a traitor doomed to die, Bound to endure eternal pains ; When Jesus saw me from on high, Was moved by love, and broke my chains. 2 Did melting pity stoop so low, The Lord from heaven pour out his blood, To save our rebel race from wo, And be our Advocate with God ? 3 Infinite mercy ! boundless love ! Stand in amaze, ye rolling skies ; The Son of God, his grace to prove, Hangs on a tree, and groans, and dies. CHRIST. 311 93 S. M. The Light of the World. 1 HOW heavy is the night That hangs upon our eyes, Till Christ, with his reviving light, Over our souls arise. 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of heaven : But in his righteousness arrayed, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure Are all our thoughts and ways ; His hands infected nature cure, With sanctifying grace. 4 The powers of hell agree To hold our souls in vain : He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks the cursed chain. 5 Lord, we adore thy ways To bring us near to God ; Thy sovereign power, thy healing grace, And thine atoning blood. 94 Sun of Righteousness. 1 CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies, Christ the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night: Day-spring from on high be near, Day-star in my heart appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, Unaccompanied by thee ; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams I see ; Till they inward light impart, Peace and gladness to my heart. 3 Visit then, this soul of mine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, Radiancy divine ! Scatter all my unbelief: More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. 312 HYMNS. 95 C. M. Praise to the Redeemer. 1 PLUNGED in a gulf of dark despair, We wretched sinners lay — Without one cheerful beam of hope, Or spark of glimmering day ! 2 With pitying eyes the Prince of grace Beheld our helpless grief; He saw — and O amazing love ! He ran to our relief. 3 Down from the shining seats above, With joyful haste he fled, Entered the grave in mortal flesh, And dwelt among the dead. 4 Oh, for this love let rocks and hills Their lasting silence break ; And all harmonious human tongues The Saviour's praises speak. 5 Angels, assist our mighty joys ; Strike all your harps of gold ; But when you raise your highest notes, His love can ne'er be told. 96 C. M. Pearl of Great Price. 1 YE glittering toys of earth, adieu, A nobler choice be mine ; A real prize attracts my view — A treasure all divine. 2 Begone, unworthy of my cares, Ye flattering baits of sense ; Inestimable worth appears, The pearl of price immense ! 3 Should both the Indies, at my call, Their boasted stores resign, With joy I would renounce them all, For leave to call thee mine. 4 Should earth's vain treasures all depart, Of this dear gift possessed, I'd clasp it to my joyful heart, And be for ever blessed. 5 Dear Sovereign of my soul's desires, Thy love is bliss divine ; CHRIST. 313 Accept the praise that grace inspires, Since I can call thee mine. 97 C. M. Christ our support in death. 1 JESUS, the vision of thy face Hath overpowering charms : Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, While in the Saviour's arms. 2 And while my feeble heart-strings break, How sweet the minutes roll ! A mortal paleness on my cheek, And glory in my soul. 98 L. M. Christ our Wisdom and Righteousness. • 1 BURIED in shadows of the night, "We lie — till Christ restores the light; Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind. 2 Our guilty souls are drowned in tears, Till his atoning blood appears : Then we awake from deep distress, And sing, the Lord our Righteousness. 3 Jesus beholds where Satan reigns, Binding his slaves in heavy chains : He sets the prisoners free, and breaks The iron bondage from our necks. 4 Poor, helpless worms in thee possess Grace, wisdom, power, and righteousness ; Thou art our mighty All — and we Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. 99 S. M. All things in Christ. 1 THOU very present aid In suff 'ring and distress, The mind which still on Thee is stayed, Is kept in perfect peace. 2 The soul by faith reclined On the Redeemer's breast, Mid raging storms exults to find An everlasting rest. 27 314 HYMNS. 3 Sorrow and fear are gone Whene'er thy face appears ; It stills the sighing orphan's moan, And dries the widow's tears : 4 It hallows every cross, It sweetly comforts me ; And makes me now forget my loss, And lose myself in thee. 5 Jesus, to whom I fly, Will all my wishes fill ; What though created streams are dry, I have the fountain still. 6 Stript of my earthly friends, I find them all in one ; And peace, and joy which never ends, And heaven, in Christ begun. 100 L. M. The Mercy of God in Christ. 1 NOT to condemn the sons of men, Did Christ the Son of God appear ; No weapons in his hands are seen, No flaming sword, nor thunder there. 2 Such was the pity of our God, He loved the race of man so well, He sent his Son, to bear our load Of sins, and save our souls from hell. 3 Sinners, believe the Saviour's word, Trust in his mighty name and live ; A thousand joys his lips afford, His hands a thousand blessings give. 101 L. M. Love of Christ in the heart. 1 COME, dearest 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. 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 God whose power can do More than our thoughts and wishes know, CHRIST. 315 Be everlasting honors done By all the church, through Christ his Son. 102 7=. Fullness of Christ. 1 BLEEDING hearts defiled by sin, Jesus Christ can make you clean : Contrite souls, with guilt opprest, Jesus Christ can give you rest. 2 You that mourn o'er follies past, Precious hours and years laid waste ; Turn to God, O turn and live, Jesus Christ can still forgive. 3 You that oft have wandered far From the light of Beth'lem's star, Trembling, now your steps retrace, Jesus Christ is full of grace. 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, Grieved, afflicted, tempest-worn, Now in Israel's rock confide, Jesus Christ for man has died. 5 Fainting souls, in peril's hour, Yield not to the tempter's power ; On the risen Lord rely, Jesus Christ now reigns on high. 103 C. M. God's Love in Christ. 1 THE Saviour ! oh, what endless charms Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influence every fear disarms, And spreads sweet peace around. 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich effusion flow, For guilty rebels lost in sin, And doomed to endless wo. 3 Oh, the rich depth of love divine, Of bliss, a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine, I cannot wish for more. 4 On thee alone my hope relies, Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour, and my all. 316 HYMNS. 104 t H. M. Mission of Christ. 1 COME, every pious heart, That loves the Saviour's name, Your noblest powers exert To celebrate his fame ; Tell all above, and all below, The debt of love to him you owe. 2 He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside ; On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died : What he endured no tongue can tell, To save our souls from death and hell. 3 From the dark grave he rose, The mansion of the dead; And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led : Up through the sky the conqueror rode, And reigns on high, the Saviour God. 4 From thence he'll quickly come, His chariot will not stay, And bear our spirits home To realms of endless day : There shall we see his lovely face, And ever be in his embrace. 105 C. M. King of Saints. 1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's name, And joy to make it known, The sovereign of your hearts proclaim, And bow before the throne. . 2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned With glories all divine ; And tell the wondering nations round, How bright these glories shine. 3 Infinite power and boundless grace, In him unite their rays ; You that have e'er beheld his face, Can you forbear his praise ? 4 When in his earthly courts we view The beauties of our King, CHRIST. 317 We long to love as angels do, And wish like them to sing. 5 And shall we long and wish in vain ? Lord, teach our songs to rise ; Thy love can animate the strain, And bid it reach the skies. 106 C. M. A New Song to the Lamb. 1 BEHOLD the glories of the Lamb, Amidst his father's throne : Prepare new honors for his name, And songs, before unknown. 2 Let elders worship at his feet, The church adore around ; With vials full of odors sweet, And harps of sweeter sound. 3 Those are the prayers of all the saints, And these the hymns they raise : Jesus is kind to our complaints, He loves to hear our praise. 4 Now to the Lamb, that once was slain, Be endless blessings paid ; Salvation, glory, joy, remain For ever on thy head. 5 Thou hast redeemed our souls with blood, Hast set the pris'ners free, Hast made us kings and priests to God, And we shall reign with thee. 10? C. M. Asking the Presence of Christ. 1 COME, thou desire of all thy saints, Our humble strains attend, While, with our praises and complaints, Low at thy feet we bend. 2 How should our songs, like those above, With warm devotion rise ! How should our souls on wings of love, Mount upward to the skies ! 3 Come, Lord, thy love alone can raise In us the heavenly flame ; Then shall our lips resound thy praise, Our hearts adore thy name. 27* 318 HYMNS. 4 Dear Saviour, let thy glory shine, And fill thy dwellings here, Till life, and love, and joy divine A heaven on earth appear. 5 Then shall our hearts enraptured say, Come, great Redeemer, come, And bring the bright, the glorious day, That calls thy children home. 108 L. M. Divinity of Christ proved by his Miracles. 1 BEHOLD, the blind their sight receive ! Behold, the dead awake and live ! The dumb speak wonders — and the lame Leap like the hart, and bless his name. 2 Thus doth th' eternal Spirit own And seal the mission of the Sun ; The Father vindicates his cause, While he hangs bleeding on the cross. 3 He dies ! — the heavens in mourning stood He rises, and appears a God ; Behold the Lord ascending high, No more to bleed — no more to die. 4 Hence, and for ever from my heart 1 bid my doubts and fears depart ; And to those hands my soul resign, Which bear credentials so divine. 109 L. M. Christ our Righteousness. 1 JESUS, thy robe of righteousness, My beauty is, my glorious dress : Mid flaming worlds, in this arrayed, With joy shall I lift up my head. 2 When from the dust of death I rise To claim my mansion in the skies, E'en then shall this be all my plea, " Jesus hath lived and died for me." 3 This spotless robe the same appears, When ruined nature sinks in years; No age can change its lovely hue, Its glory is for ever new. 4 Oh, let the dead now hear thy voice ; Now bid thy banished ones rejoice ; CHRIST. 319 Their beauty this— their glorious dress, Jesus, the Lord, our righteousness. 110 L. M. The Example of Christ. 1 MY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, I read my duty in thy word, But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will — Such love and meekness so divine — I would transcribe and make them mine, 3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer , The deserts thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy victory too. 4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear More of thy gracious image here ! Then God, the Judge, shall own my name, Among the followers of the Lamb. 111 6s and 4s. Worthy the Lamb. 1 GLORY to God on high: Let heaven and earth reply — Praise ye his name ! His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; And sing for ever more, Worthy the Lamb. 2 Ye, who surround the throne, Cheerfully join in one, Praising his name : Ye, who nave felt his blood Sealing your peace with God, Sound his dear name abroad, Worthy the Lamb. 3 Join, all ye ramsomed race, Our Lord and God to bless ; Praise ye his name : In him we will rejoice, And make a joyful noise, Shouting with heart and voice, Worthy the Lamb. 320 HYMNS. 4 Soon must we change our place, Yet will we never cease Praising his name i To him our songs we '11 bring, Hail him our gracious King, And through all ages sing, Worthy the Lamb. 112 C. M. Praise from Saints and Angels. 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. 3 Jesus is worthy to receive Honor and power divine ; And blessings more than we can give, Be, Lord, for ever thine. 4 Let all who dwell above the sky, And air, and earth, and seas, Conspire to lift thy glories high, And speak thine endless praise. 5 The whole creation join in one, To bless the sacred name Of him who sits upon the throne, And to adore the Lamb. 113 L. M. Blessing and honor to the Lamb. 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, that groaned and died, Worthy to rise, and live, and reign At his almighty Father's side. 3 Honor immortal must be paid, Instead of scandal and of scorn; While glory shines around his head, And a bright crown without a thorn. CHRIST. 321 4 Blessings for ever on the Lamb, Who bore the curse for wretched men '. Let angels sound his sacred name, And every creature say, Amen. 114 C. M. Love to Christ desired. 1 THOU lovely source of true delight, Whom I unseen adore, Unveil thy beauties to my sight, That I "may love thee more. 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines ; But in thy sacred word, I read, in fairer, brighter lines, My bleeding, dying Lord. 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, And sin and sorrow rise, Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope, My fainting breast supplies. 4 But ah ! too soon the pleasing scene Is clouded o'er with pain ; My gloomy fears rise dark between, And I again complain. 5 Jesus, my Lord, my life, my light, O come with blissful ray ; Break radiant through the shades of night, And chase my fears away. 6 Then shall my soul with rapture trace The wonders of thy love ; But the full glories of thy face Are only known above. 115 L. M. Christ our High Priest and King. 1 NOW to the Lord that makes us know The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honors paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Twas he that cleansed our foulest sins, And washed us in his richest blood ; 'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus our atoning Priest, To Jesus our superior King, S2* HYMNS. Be everlasting power confest, And 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, Then he displays his pard'ning 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. 116 8s and 7s. Peculiar. Christ, the Lamb, 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 Ki£?-of glory' rei-n for ever— Thine an everlasting crown : Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own; Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 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." 11? 8s and 7s. Praise to God the Saviour. 1 MIGHTY God ! while angels bless thee, May a mortal lisp thy name ? Lord of men as well as angels, Thou art every creature's theme. CHRIST. 323 Lord of every land and nation, Ancient of eternal days ! Sounded thro' the wide creation Be thy just and lawful praise. 2 For the grandeur of thy nature, Grand beyond a seraph's thought ; For the wonders of creation, Works with skill and kindness wrought: For thy providence, that governs Thro' thine empire's wide domain! Wings an angel, guides a sparrow ; Blessed be thy gentle reign. 3 For thy rich, thy free redemption, Bright though veiled in darkness long; — Thought is poor, and poor expression, Who can sing that wondrous song ! Brightness of the Father's glory, Shall thy praise unuttered he ? Break my tongue, such guilty silence, Sing the Lord who came to die : 4 From the highest throne of glory, To the cross of deepest wo, Came to ransom guilty captives ! — Flow, my praise, for ever flow : Re-ascend, immortal Saviour, Leave thy footstool, take thy throne, Thence return and reign for ever ; Be the kingdom all thy own ! 118 S. If. Moses and Christ. 1 THE law by Moses came ; But peace and truth and love, Were brought by Christ, a nobler name, Descending from above. 2 Amidst the house of God, Their diff'rent works were done; Moses a faithful servant stood, But Christ a faithful Son. 3 Then to his new commands Be strict obedience paid ; O'er all his Father's house he stands, The Sovereign and the Head. 4 The man who durst despise The law that Moses brought— 324 HYMNS. Behold ! how terribly he dies — For his presumptuous fault. 5 But sorer vengeance falls On that rebellious racer Who hate to hear when Jesus calls, And dare resist his grace. 119 C. M. Various Success of the Gospel. 1 CHRIST and his cross is all our theme ; The mysteries that we speak Are scandal in the Jews' esteem, And folly to the Greek. 2 But souls, enlightened from above, With joy receive the word ; They see what wisdom, power, and love, Shine in their dying Lord. 3 The vital savor of his name Restores their fainting breath ; But unbelief perverts the same To guilt, despair, and death. 4 Till God diffuse his graces down, Like showers of heavenly rain, In vain Apollos sows the ground, And Paul may plant in vain. 120 8s and 7s. The Light of the World. 1 LIGHT of those whose dreary dwelling Borders on the shades of death, Come, and by thy love revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath : The new heaven and earth's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise, Scattering all the night of nature, Pouring eye-sight on our eyes. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing ; Life and joy thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor benighted heart : Come, and manifest thy favor To the ransomed, helpless race ; Come, thou glorious God and Saviour ; Come, ana bring the gospel grace. CHRIST. 325 3 Save us, in thy great compassion, O thou mild, pacific Prince ; Give the knowledge ot salvation, Give the pardon of our sins ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Every burdened soul release : Every weary, wandering spirit, Guide into thy perfect peace. 121 H. M. Christ our King. 1 REJOICE, the Lord is King, Your God and King adore ; Mortals, give thanks, and sing, And triumph evermore : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 2 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heaven: The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus given : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 3 He all his foes shall quell, Shall all our sins destroy ; And every bosom swell With pure seraphic joy : Lift up the heart, life up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 4 Rejoice in glorious hope, Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home : We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice \ The trump of God shall sound, rejoice. 122 L. M. God the Son equal with the Father. 1 BRIGHT King of glory— dreadful God, Our spirits bow before thy seat ; To thee we lift an humble thought, And worship at thine awful feet. 28 326 HYMNS. 2 A thousand seraphs, strong and bright. Stand round the glorious Deity ; But who, among the sons of light, Pretends comparison with thee I 3 Yet there is oneT of humble frame, Jesus, arrayed in flesh and blood, Thinks it no robbery to claim A full equality with God. 4 Their glory shines with equal beams, Their essence is for ever one r Distinct in persons, and in names, The Father God, and God the Son. 5 Then let the name of Christ, our King, With equal honors be adored ; His praise let eveiy angel sing, And all the nations own him Lord. 123 I2s. The voice of Free Grace. 1 JHEa v/lce, °,f free £ra9? cries' "Escape to the mountain,' for Adams lost race, Christ hath opened a fountain, for sin and uncleanness — and every transgression, His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation. CHORUS. Hallelujah to the Lamb ! he hath purchased our pardon, We 11 praise him again when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, O flee to the Saviour ! He calls you m mercy— 'tis infinite favor; Your sins are increasing— escape to the mountain— ±iis blood can remove them, which flows from the fountain. 3 O Jesus, ride on triumphantly glorious, 0 er sin, death and hell, thou art more than victorious : 1 ny name is the theme of the great congregation, While angels and men raise the shout of salvation. w-^l07 sha11 we stand> when escaped to the shore : With harps m our hands, we'll praise him the more : Well range the sweet plains on the bank of the rivei And sing ol salvation for ever and ever ' CHRIST. 327 124 C. M. Christ Precious. 1 HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds In a believer's ear ! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weaiy, rest. 3 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought : But when I see thee as thou art, I'll praise thee as I ought. 4 Till then, I would thy love proclaim, With every fleeting breath ; And maj'- the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. 125 L. M. Life in Christ. 1 WHEN sins and fears prevailing rise, And fainting hope almost expires, Jesus, to thee I lift mine eyes — To thee I breathe my soul's desires. 2 If my immortal Saviour lives, Then my immortal life is sure ; His word a firm foundation gives ; Here let me build, and rest secure. 3 Here let my faith unshaken dwell, For ever firm the promise stands ; Not all the powers of earth and hell Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands. 4 Here, O my soul, thy trust repose ! If Jesus is for ever mine, Not death itself, that last of foes, Shall break a union so divine. 126 L. M. Communion with Christ 1 OH ! that I could for ever dwelL Delighted at the Saviour's feet : Behold the form I love so welL And all his tender words repeat ! 32S HYMNS. 2 The world shut out from all my soul, And heaven brought in with" all its bliss O, is there aught from pole to pole, One moment to compare with tliis ? 3 This is the hidden life I prize, A life of penitential love — When most my follies I despise, And raise the highest thoughts above. 4 When all I am, I clearly see, And freely own with deepest shame ; When the Redeemer's love to me, Kindles within a deathless flame : 5 Thus would I live, till nature fail, And all my former sins forsake ; Then rise to God within the veil, And of eternal joys partake. 127 L. M. Christ the supreme God and King. 1 AROUND the Saviour's lofty throne, Ten thousand times ten thousand sing ; They worship him as God alone, And crown him everlasting King. 2 Approach, ye saints, this God is yours : 'Tis Jesus fills the throne above ; Ye cannot want while God endures ; Ye cannot fail while God is love. 3 Jesus, thou everlasting King, To thee the praise of heaven belongs ; Yet, smile on us who fain would bring The tribute of our humble songs. 4 Though sin defile our worship here, We hope ere long thy face to view ; And when in heaven we appear, We'll praise thy name as angels do. 128 7s. Jesus the Refuge. 1 JESUS ! lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; CHRIST. 329 Hide me, 0 my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide ; O receive my soul at last 2 Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone ; Still support and comfort me : All my trust on thee is stayed ; All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head, With the shadow of thy wing. 3 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within ; Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee ; Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 129 L. M. Christ the only Refuge. 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 ? 3 Eternal life thy words impart, On these my fainting spirit lives; Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, Than all the round of nature gives. 4 Let earth's alluring joys combine ; While thou art near, in vain they call ; One smile, one blissful smile of thine, My dearest Lord, outweighs them all. 5 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; Here safety dwells and peace divine ; Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life, eternal life, is thine. 28* 330 HYMNS. 130 C. M. Jesus seen of Angels. 1 BEYOND the glitt'ring, starry skies, lar as th' eternal hills, There, in the boundless worlds of light, Our dear Redeemer dwells. 2 Legions of angels round his throne, In countless annies shine ; And swell his praise with golden harps Attuned to songs divine. 3 U^^$i glorious Prince of peace," they cry, " Whose unexampled love Moved thee to quit those glorious realms, And royalties above." 4 Through all his travels here below, They did his steps attend ; Oft wond'ring how, or where, at last, The mysric scene would end ! 5 ThAey,sayv his heart transfixed with wounds, And viewed the crimson gore ; They saw him break the bars of death, Which none e'er broke before. 6 They brought his chariot from above, To bear him to his throne ; Spread their triumphant wings, and cried, " The glorious work is done." 131 7s and 6s. Praise to the Saviour. 1 TO thee, my God and Saviour, My heart exulting sings, Rejoicing in thy favor, Almighty King of kings ; I '11 celebrate thy glory With all thy saints above, And tell the joyful story Of thy redeeming love. 2 Soon as the morn, with roses, Bedecks the dewy east, And when the sun reposes Upon the ocean's breast; My voice in supplication, Well pleased, thou shah hear, O, grant me thy salvation, And to my soul draw near. CHRIST. 331 3 By thee, through life supported, I pass the dang'rous road, Witn heavenly hosts escorted, Up to thy bright abode : Then cast "my crown before thee, And, all my conflicts o'er, Unceasingly adore thee ; What could an angel more ? 132 L. M. Glory and Grace in Christ. 1 NOW to the Lord a noble song ! Awake, my soul ; awake, my tongue ; Hosanna to th' eternal name, And all his boundless love proclaim. 2 See where it shines in Jesus' face, The brightest image of his grace ; God, in the person of his Son, Has all his mightiest works outdone. 3 Grace ! — 'tis a sweet, a charming theme ; My thoughts rejoice at Jesus' name ! Ye angels, dwell upon the sound ; Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground ! 4 Oh ! may I reach that happy place Where he unveils his lovely face ! Where all his beauties you behold, And sing his name to harps of gold ! 133 Christ, the Lord, our Righteousness. 1 BRETHREN, let us join to bless Christ, our Peace, and Righteousness Let our praise ji 1 1 our w retched heai ts .mew. -i The troubled < sience knows thy voice ; Thy cheei ing \. orda ay ake our joyi ; Thy words allay the stormy wind, Ami calm 1 1 m - mr f6S OJ the mind. 210 «', M. Prayer for the Trorjiised Spirit, i ENTHRONED on high, Almighty Lord, The H0I3 Ghosl si ml down : Fulfill m us thy faithful word, Ami all thy mercies crown. 2 Though on oin head no tongue 1 "I fire Their wondrou 1 powers impart, ( hrant, Saviour, what wc more desire, The Spirit in our heart. ?, Spirit "I lift , ami light, ami love, Thy heavonly influence give 1 Quicken oui bou] , born from above, in < 'hri.Mi that we may live. 4 To "i" benighted mind reveal The "l". iei <>i his grace, Ami lam" n where ii" clouds conceal 'I hi I'M ghtne "i his face. :> 1 Ii love w iiliin us shed abroad, l dfe' ever spi inging well ; Till God in 11 ■:, ami WO in ( -"(I, in love hi rnal dwell. 220 C. M. Regeneration '"/ //>>■ Spirit. 1 N< >T all Mi.- outward form on earth, N<>r rites thai < lod hn 1 given ; NTor will "I man, nor blood, nor birth, ( 'an raise e oul to heaven. )i Tin- sovereign will of God alone, ( Ireatei u heirs ol grace, Born in the una.'.- ol his Son, A new, peculiar 1 ice. .': The Spirit, liko ome heavenly wind, la-ail'. .. 04j the ■ on ol ft 370 HYMNS. Create? anew the carml mind, And form? the man afresh. 4 Our quickened soul? awake and rise From the lorn* sleep of death : On heavenly things we fix our eyes, And praise employs our breadi. T R I X I T Y . 221 6? and 4s. Invocation. 1 COME, thou Almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise : Father all glurious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days. 2 Come, thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword; Our prayer attend : Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success; Spirit of holiness, On us descend. 3 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour: Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in every heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of power. 4 To the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence evermore : His sovereign majesty, May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 222 C. M. Praise to the Godhead. 1 LET them neslect thy glory, Lord, Who never knew thy grace ; TRINITY. 377 But our loud songs shall still record The wonders of thy praise. 2 We raise our shouts, O God, to thee, And send them to thy throne ; All glorv 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. 223 C. M. Praise to the Trinity. 1 FATHER of glory ! to thy name Immortal praise we give, Who dost an act of grace proclaim, And bid us rebels live. 2 Immortal honor to the Son, Who makes thine anger cease ; Our lives he ransomed with his own, And died to make our peace. 3 To thy almighty Spirit be Immortal glory given ; . Whose influence brings us near to thee, And trains us up for heaven. 4 Let men, with their united voice, Adore th' eternal God, And spread his honors — and their joys, Through nations far abroad. 5 Let faith, and love, and duty join One gen'ral song to raise ; Let saints, in earth and heaven, combine In harmony and praise. 224 L. M. Prayer to the Trinity. 1 FATHER of heaven ! whose love profound A ransom for our souls hath found, Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy pard'ning love extend. 32* 378 HYMNS. 2 Almighty Son ! incarnate Word ! Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord ! Before thy throne we sinners bend; To us thy saving grace extend. 3 Eternal Spirit ! by whose breath The soul is raised from sin and death, Before thy throne we sinners bend ; To us thy quick'ning power extend. 4 Jehovah ! Father, Spirit, Son ! Mysterious Godhead ! Three in One ! Before thy throne we sinners bend; Grace, pardon, life, to us extend. ! 225 6s and 4s. Prayer to the Triune Jehovah. 1 THOU whose Almighty Word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their flight ; Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the Gospel's day Shed not its glorious ray, " Let there be Light !" 2 Thou who didst come to bring, On thy redeeming wing, Healing and sight ; Health to the sick in mind, Sight to the inly blind ; Oh now to all mankind " Let there be Light !" 3 Spirit of Truth and Love, Life-giving Holy Djve, Speed forth thy flight : Move on the waters' face, Bearing the Limp of Grace ; And in Earth's darkest place "Let there be Light ! 4 Holy, Holy, Holy, Most glorious Trinity, Wisdom, Love, Might ! Boundless as ocean's tide Rolling in fullest pride, O'er the earth, far and wide, "Let there be Light!" TRINITY. 379 226 L. M. Praise to the Father, Son and Spirit. 1 BLEST be the Father and his love, To which celestial source we owe Rivers of endless joy above, And rills of comfort here below. 2 Glory to thee, great Son of God, From whose dear, wounded body rolls A precious stream of vital blood — Pardon and life for dying souls ! 3 We give thee, sacred Spirit, praise, Who in our hearts of sin and wo, Mak'st living springs of grace arise, And into boundless glory flow. 4 Thus God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spin', we adore ; That sea of life and love unknown, Without a bottom or a shore. 227 7s. Christians Praising the Trinity. 1 GREAT the joy when Christians meet ; Christian fellowship, how sweet, When, their theme of praise the same, They exalt Jehovah's name ! 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 unbounded love ; How he left the worlds above ; Took our nature and our place ; Lived and died to save our race. 4 Sing we too the Spirit's love ; With our stubborn hearts he strove ; Chased the mists of sin away ; Turned our night to glorious day. 5 Great the joy, the union sweet, When the saints in glory meet ; Where the theme is still the same ; Where they praise Jehovah's name. J80 HYMNS. 228 7s. Communion with the Triune God. 1 IN thy presence we appear ; Lord, we love to worship here, When, within the veil, we meet Thee, upon thy mercy-seat 2 While thv glorious name is sung, Touch our lips, unloose our tongue, Then our joyful souls shall bless Thee, the Lord, our Righteousness. 3 While to thee our prayers ascend, Let thine ear in love attend ; Hear us, for thy Spirit pleads ; Hear, for Jesus intercedes. 4 While thy word is heard with awe, And we tremble at thy law, Let thv gospel's wondrous love Every doubt and fear remove. 5 While thy ministers proclaim Peace and pardon through thy name, In their voices let us own Jesus speaking from the throne. 6 From thy house when we return, Let our hearts within us burn ; That at evening we may say, " We have walked with God to-day." 229 8s and 7s. Praise to Father, Son and Spirit. 1 TO the source of every blessing, Grateful anthems let us raise ; Holv joy our souls possessing, Swells the tribute of our praise. 2 Glory to the almighty Father, Fountain of eternal love, Who, his wandering sheep to gather, Sent a Saviour from above. 3 To the Son all praise be given, Who, wnh love unknown before, Left the bright abode of Heaven, And our sins and sorrows bore. 4 Equal strains of warm devotion, Let the Spirit's praise employ ; TRINITY. 331 Author of each holy motion, S jurce of wisdom, peace, and joy. 5 Thus, while our glad hearts ascending Glorify Jehovah's name, Heavenly songs with ours are blending, There the theme is still the same. 230 S. M. The Father, Son and Holy Ghost. . 1 WHILE all the angel throng Give thanks to God on high ; Let earth repeat the joyful song, And echo to the sky. 2 Father, in whom we live, In whom we are and move, The glory, power and praise receive Of thine eternal love. 3 Incarnate Deity ! Let all the ransomed race Render in thanks their lives to thee, For thy redeeming grace. 4 Spirit of holiness ! Let all thy saints adore Thv sacred energy, and bless Thy heart-renewing power. 5 Eternal, glorious Lord ! Let all the saints above — Let all the sons of men record And celebrate thy love. 231 8s and 6s. Peculiar. Hallelujah to the Triune God. 1 SING hallelujah ! praise the Lord ! Sing %vith a cheerful voice ; Exalt our God with one accord, A ;d in his name rejoice : Ne'er cease to sin?, th »u ransomed host, To Father, Sjn, and Holy Ghost, Till in the realm' of endless light, Your praises shall unite. 2 There we to all eternity Shall join th' angelic lays, And sing in perfect harmony To God our Saviour's praise ; 382 HYMNS. He hath redeemed us by his blood, And made us kings and priests to God ; For us, for us the Lamb was slain, Praise ye the Lord ! Amen. ALARMING. 232 7s and 6s. Peculiar. The Alarm. 1 SINNER, stop, 0 stop and think, Before you farther go : Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting wo ! On the verge of ruin stop ; — Now the friendly warning take ; Stay your footsteps, ere you drop Into the burning lake ! 2 Say, have you an arm like God, That you his will oppose ? Fear you not that iron rod With which he breaks his foes ? Can you stand in that dread day, Which his justice shall proclaim, When the earth shall melt away, Like wax before the flame ? 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, And drag you to the bar : Then you'll hear your awful doom, And sink in deep despair ! All your sins will round you crowd ; You will mark their crimson die, Each for vengeance crying loud, And then— no refuge nigh. 233 L- M. The Sinner Exhorted. 1 SINNER, oh why so thoughtless grown ? Why in such fearful haste to die ? Whv speed thy flight to worlds unknown, Regardless of thy destiny ? 2 Wilt thou defy the wrath of God, Led on by sin's delusive dreams ? Madly despise the Saviour's blood, And force thy passage to the flames ? ALARMING. 383 3 Sinner, 0 lift thy thoughts above, And hear the Lord of life unfold The glories of his dying love — For ever telling, yet untold ! 234 7s. The Sinner Warned. 1 HASTE, O sinner, to be wise, Stay not for the morrow's sun ; "Wisdom warns thee from the skies, All the paths of death to shun. 2 Haste, and mercy now implore : Stay not for the morrow's sun : Thy probation may be o'er, Ere this evening's work is done. 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, while yet thou canst be blest : Stay not for the morrow's sun : Death may e'en thy soul arrest, Ere the morrow is begun. 235 lis. Danger of Delay. 1 DELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw near, The waters of life are now flowing for thee ; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay not. why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus thy God ; A fountain is opened, how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood ! 3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner to come, For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day ; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight ; And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 334 HYMNS. 236 L M. One Tiling Needful. 1 WHY will ye waste on trifling cares That life which God's compassion spares, While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is furgot ? 2 Shall God invite you from above ? Shall Jesus urge his dying love ? Shall troubled conscience give you pain, And all these pleas unite in vain ? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue ; Not so will heaven and hell appear, When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God ! thy grace impart ; Fix deep conviction on each heart : Nor let us waste on trifling cares That life which thy compassion spares. 23? C. M. Exhortation to Repentance. 1 REPENT ! the voice celestial cries, No longer dare delay: The soul that scorns the mandate dies, And meets a fiery day. 2 No more the sovereign eye of God O'erlooks the crimes of men; His heralds now are sent abroad To warn the world of sin. 3 O sinners, in his presence bow, And all your guilt confess ; Accept the offered Saviour now, Nor trifle with his grace. 4 Soon will the awful trumpet sound And call you to his bar; His mercy knows th' appointed bound, And yields to justice there. 5 Amazing love — that yet will call, And yet prolong our days ! Our hearts subdued by goodness fall, And weep, and love, and praise. ALARMING. 385 23§ 7s. Sinner, prepare to meet God. 1 SINNER, art thou still secure ? Wilt thou still refuse to pray? Can thy heart or hand endure, In the Lord's avenging day ? 2 See, his mighty arm is bared ; Awful terrors clothe his brow ! For his judgment-stand prepared — Thou must either break or bow. 3 At his presence nature shakes, Earth affrighted hastes to flee ; Solid mountains melt like wax: What will then become of thee ! 4 Who his advent may abide? You that glory in your shame, Can you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapt in flame ! 239 8?, 7s and 4s. The Voice of Mercy. 1 HEAR, O sinner — mercy hails you ; Now with sweetest voice she calls ; Bids you haste to seek the Saviour, Ere the hand of justice falls; Hear, O sinner, 'Tis the voice of mercy calls. 2 See ! the storm of vengeance gathering O'er the path you dare to tread ; Hark ! the awful thunder rolling Loud and louder o'er your head ; Turn, O sinner, Lest the lightning strike you dead. 3 Haste, 0 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. 33 336 HYMNS. 240 C. P. M. Present and Future Realities. 1 L0 ! on a narrow neck of land, Between two boundless seas I stand, Yet how insensible ! A point of time— a moment'? space- Removes me to yon heavenly place, Or — shuts me up in hell ! 2 0 God, my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtless heart, Eternal things impress ; Give me to feel their solemn weight, And save me, ere it be too late — Wake me to righteousness. 3 Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day ; When thou with clouds shalt come, To judge the nations at thy bar ; — And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, To meet a joyful doom ? 4 Be this my one great business here, With holy trembling, holy fear, To make my calling sure ? Thine utmost counselto fulfill, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure ! 241 L- M- Life, the Day of Grace and Hope. 1 LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, The time to insure the great reward ; And while the lamp holds out to burn, The vilest sinner may return. 2 Life is the hour that God has given, To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven ; The day of grace ;— and mortals may Secure the blessings of the day. 3 The living know that they must die, But all the dead forgo tton lie ; Their memory and their sense is gone, Alike unknowing and unknown. 4 Then, what my thoughts design Jo do, My hands, with all your might pursue : ALARMING. 387 Since no device, nor work is found, Nor faith, nor hope beneath the ground. 5 There are no acts of pardon past, In the cold grave to which we haste ; But darkness, death, and long despair, Reign in eternal silence there. 242 C. M. Expostulation with Sinners. 1 YE, who despise the Saviour's grace, And scorn his gospel, here, How can you meet his angry face, Or at his bar appear ? 2 When every earthly hope shall fail, When storms of wram are nigh ; How will your souls affrighted quail, Beneath his burning eye ! 3 Why will you madly rush on death, And force your way to wo ? Why tempt the God, that holds your breath, To strike the fatal blow. 4 Turn, guilty sinners, quickly turn ; Oh, come to Jesus now ! Ere the fierce flames around you burn, To your Redeemer bow. 243 L. Iff. Advice to Youth. 1 NOW in the heat of youthful blood, Remember your Creator God ; Behold the months come hastening on, When you shall say — My joys are gone. 2 Behold the aged sinner goes, Laden with guilt and heavy woes, Down to the regions of the dead, With endless curses on his head. 3 The dust returns to dust again ; The soul, in agonies of pain, Ascends to God ; not there to dwell, — But hears her doom, and sinks to hell. 4 Eternal King, I fear thy name ! Teach me to know how frail I am ; And when my soul must hence remove, Give me a mansion in thy love. 338 HYMNS. 244 L- M. Youth Admonished of the Judgment. 1 YE sons of Adam, vain and young, Indulge your eyes— indulge your tongue ; Enjoy the day of mir;h— but know There is a day of judgment too. 2 God from on high beholds your thoughts ; His book records vour secret faults ; The works of darkness you have done Must all appear before the sun. 3 Almighty God, turn off their eyes From these alluring vani;ies; And let the thunder of thy word Awake their souls to fear the Lord. 245 C. M. Frailty and Sin. 1 HOW short and hasty is our life ! How vast our soul's aff.tirs ! 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 ! 5 Draw ua, O God, with sovereign grace, And lift our thoughts on high, That we may end this mortal race, And see salvation nigh. 246 C. M. Brevity of Life. 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. ALARMING. 389 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And flourish bright and gay ; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies, if one be gone ; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, The God who built us first ; Salvation to th' Almighty Name That reared us from the dust. 247 L. M. The Road to Life and to Death. 1 BROAD is the road that leads to death And thousands walk together there ; But wisdom shows a narrow path, With here and there a traveller. 2 "Deny thyself and take thy cross," Is the Redeemer's great command : Nature must count her gold but dross, If she would gain this heavenly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints, And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint, And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord, let not all my hopes be vain ; Create my heart entirely new ; Which hypocrites could ne'er attain; Which false apostles never knew. 248 S. M. Uncertainty of Life. 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, 33* 390 HYMNS. Awaken, by thy mighty power, The aged and the young. 4 One thing demands our care — Be that one thing 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 In sudden, endless night. CONVICTION. 249 C. M. The Sinner Arrested. 1 My former hopes are fled, My terror now begins ; My guilty soul, alas, is " dead In trespasses and sins." 2 Ah, whither shall I fly ? Where seek for mercy's door? The law proclaims destruction nigh, And justice armed with power. 3 When I review my ways, I dread th' impending doom; While yet some friendly whisper says, " Flee from the wrath to come." 4 O that I now mi^ht see Some glimm'ring from afar, Some beam of hope to dawn on me, And save me from despair. 250 7s and 6s. The Sinner Disquieted. 1 WHY sinks my soul desponding? Why fill my eyes with tears ; While nature all surrounding, The smile of beauty wears? Why burdened now with sorrow, Is every lab'ring thought? Each vision that I borrow, With gloom and sadness fraught ? CONVICTION. 391 2 The pleasures that deceived me, My soul no more can charm; Of rest, they oft bereaved me, And filled me with alarm ; The objects I have cherished, Are empty as the wind ; My earthly joys have perished, What comfort shall I find ? 3 If inward still inquiring, I turn my searching eye, Or upward now aspiring, I raise my feeble cry, No heavenly light is beaming, To cheer my troubled breast; No ray of comfort gleaming To give my spirit rest. 4 My soul, from this dread anguish Is there no refuge nigh? 'Tis guilt that makes thee languish, And leaves thee thus to die -■ Renounce thy sin and folly Before the throne of grace ; And make the Lord most holy, Thy strength and righteousness. 251 C. M. 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 ; But since the precept came, With a convincing power and light, I find how vile I am. 3 My guilt appeared but small before, 'Till terribly I saw How perfect, holy, just, and pure, Is thine eternal law. 4 My soul now feels the heavy load, My sins revive again ; I have provoked a dreadful God, And all my hopes are slain. 5 My God, I cry with every breath For some kind power to save, 392 HYMNS. To brook the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave. 252 7s and 6s. Peculiar. Con fiction of Sin. 1 CONSCIOUS of thy ruined state, Ali, whither wilt thou gol All within is desolate, And all without is wo : If to heaven thou turn thine eye, There afirowning Judge appears; How can he regard thy cry, Or quell thy rising fears? 2 Oft hast thou the Spirit grieved, So kindly sent to thee. Ami that message disbelieved That would have set thee jh All the blessings God hath given, All the warnings he hath sent, Have not led thy soul to heaven, Or caused thee to repent. 3 Guilty soul, what wilt thou do ? Polluted still thou art ; God is faithful, just and true, But thou art vile in heart : Yield thee now : no more repine ; Own the justice of thy doom ; To the Lord thyself resign, And see — there yet is room. 253 S. M. Man condemned before God. 1 AH, how shall fallen man Be just before his God ! If he contend in righteousness, We fall beneath his 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 ? INVITING. 393 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. 254 S. M. The Evil Heart. 1 ASTONISHED and distressed, I turn my eyes within ; My heart with loads of guilt oppressed, The seat of every sin. 2 What crowds of evil thoughts, What vile affections there ! Distrust, presumption, arifui guile, Pride, envy, slavish fear. 3 Almighty King of saints, These hateful sins subdue ; Dispel the darkness from my mind, And all my powers renew. 4 This done, my cheerful voice Shall loud hosannas raise; My soul shall glow with gratitude, My lips pronounce thy praise. INVITING. 255 C M. The Saviour's Invitation. 1 THE Saviour calls — let every ear Attend the heavenly sound ; Ye doubtine souls, dismiss your fear, Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, Here streams of bounty flow, And life, and healrh, and bliss impart, To banish mortal wo. 3 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice ; The gracious call obey; Mercy invites to heavenly joys, And can you yet delay 1 394 HYMNS. 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts ; To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts, And drink, and never die. 256 L- M. Rest for the Weary Penitent. 1 COME, weary souls, with sin distressed, Come, and accept the promised rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes: Pardon and life, and endless peace. How rich the gift, how free the grace ! 3 Lord, we accept with thankful heart, The hope thy gracious words impart : We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless the kind inviting voice. 4 Dear Saviour ! let thy powerful love, Confirm our faith, our fears remove ; Oh sweetly influ'nce every breast, And guide us to eternal rest. 257 C.M. The Gospel Trumpet. 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 vainlv strive with earthly tods 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 ; INVITING. 395 Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. 6 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day ; — Lord — we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away. 258 L. M. Chrisfs Invitation to Sinners. 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 find rest, who learn of me ; I'm of a meek and lowly mind ; But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind. 3 "Bless'd is the man, whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight ; My yoke is easy to his neck, My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus, we come at thy command ; With faitb, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand, To mould and guide us at thy will. 259 L. M. 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 Ye nothing in exchange can give, Leave all ye have and are behind; Freely the gift of God receive, Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 3 Come to the living waters, come ! Sinners, obey your Maker's voice ; Return, ye weary wanderers, home, And in redeeming love rejoice. 260 C. M. The Eesolve. 1 COME, trembling sinner, in whose breast, A thousand thoughts revolve ; 396 HYMNS. Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed, And make this last resolve ; 2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sin Hath like a mountain rose ; I'll seek his courts, and enter in, Whatever may oppose. 3 "Prostrate I'll fall before his throne, And there my guilt confess ; I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone, Without his sovereign grace. 4 "Perhaps he will admit my plea, Perhaps will hear my prayer ; But, if I perish, I will pray, And perish only there. 5 " I can but perish if I go, I am resolved to try ; For if I stay away, I know I must for ever die." 261 8s and 7s. Peculiar. A Fountain set open. 1 COME to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall ; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you — to me — to all, In a full perpetual tide, Opened when the Saviour died. 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent and blind, Here the guilty, free remission, Here the troubled, peace may find ; Health, this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more. 3 He that drinks shall live for ever; 'Tis a soul-reviving flood : God is faithful — God will never Break his covenant in blood ; Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed, when he was glorified. 262 8s and 7s. False and True Pleasure. 1 TELL me, wand'rer, wildly roving From the path that leads to peace ; INVITING. 307 Pleasure's false enchantment loving — When will thy delusion cease ? 2 Once, like thee, by joys surrounded, I could kneel at pleasure's shrine ; Then mv brightest hopes were huunded By delights as false as thine. 3 But those visions never bless'd mc; Soon their fleeting day was o'er, Then the world that had caress'd me, Charmed me with its smiles no more. 4 Such is pleasure's transient story : Lasting happiness is known Only in tne path to glory — In the Saviour's love alone. 263 L. M. The Sinner Seeking Wisdom. 1 THUS saith the Wisdom of the Lord, Blessed is the man that hoars rny word ; Keeps daily watch before rny 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. 264 C. M. Pardon and Sanctifi cation in Christ. 1 HOW sad our state by nature is ! Our sin, how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive minds, Fast in his slavish chains. 2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace, Sounds from the sacred word ; Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord. 3 My soul obeys th' almighty call, And runs to this relief; I would believe thy promise, Lord ; Oh ! help my unbelief. 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly ; Here let me wash my spotted soul From stains of deepest die. 34 398 HYMNS. 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall : Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus,, and my all. 265 C. M. The Sinner Entreated. 1 RETURN, O wand'rer, to thy home, The Father calls for thee ; No longer now an exile roam, In guilt and misery. 2 Return, O wand'rer, to thy home, 'Tis Jesus calls for thee ; The Spirit and the bride say— come ; O, now for refuge flee. 3 Return, O wand'rer, to thy home, 'Tis madness to delay ; There are no pardons in the tomb, And brief is mercy's day. 266 c- M- Invitation to the Gospel Feast. 1 YE wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast ! Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For every humble guest. 2 Here Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls, he bids you come ; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms ; But see, there yet is room. 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart ; There love and pity meet ; Nor will he bid the soul depart, That trembles at his feet. 4 O come, and with his children, taste The blessings of his love ; While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 5 There, with united heart and voice, Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice, In songs on earth unknown. INVITING. 399 267 C. M. The Fountain of Living Waters. 1 OH, what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found ! Suited to every sinner's case, Who hears the joyful sound. 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, Your every burden bring;. Here love, unchanging love abounds^ A deep celestial spring. 3 This spring with living water flows, And heavenly joy imparts ; Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, And drink with thankful hearts. 4 Millions of sinners, vile as you, Have here found life and peace ; Come, then, and prove its virtues too, And drink, adore, and bless. 268 7s. 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, Glorify 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. 269 7s. Expostulation with Sinners. 1 SINNERS turn, why will ye die ? God your Maker asks you why ; God who did your being give, Made you with himself to live : He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands ; Why, ye thankless creatures, why, Will ye cross his love, and die ? 400 HYMNS. 2 Sinners turn, why will ye die ? God your Saviour asks you why ; He who did your souls retrieve, Died himself that ye might live ; Will ye let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again ? Why, ye ransomed sinners, why, Will ye slight his grace, and die ? 3 Sinners turn, why will ye die ? God the Spirit, asks you why; Many a time with you he strove, Wooed you to embrace his love : Will ye not his grace receive ? Will ye still refuse to live ? Oh ! ye guilty sinners, why- Why will ye for ever die ? 270 C. M. Expostulation with Sinners. 1 SINNERS, the voice of God regard ; 'Tis Mercy speaks to-day ; He calls you by his sovereign word, From sin's destructive way. 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, You hve devoid of peace : A thousand stings within your breast, Deprive your souls of ease. 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ; And will you onward go ? Can you in endless burnings dwell ; Or bear eternal wo ? 4 Yet he that turns to God, shall live Through his abounding grace : His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those that 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 Christ's atoning blood. INVITING. 401 271 L. M. Christ Knocking at the Door. 1 BEHOLD a stranger at the door, Who gently knocks in mercy's hour; In lovely attitude he stands, With melting heart and bleeding hands. 2 The Friend of sinners? — yes, 'tis he, With garments dyed on Calvary ; Rise, touched with gratitude divine, And let the heav'nly stranger in. 3 Oh ! then, his fullness thou shalt see, And " sup with him and he with thee ;" Refusing still, the hour's at hand, You'll at his door rejected stand. 272 8s, 7s and 4s. Invitation to Sinners. 1 COME, ye sinners, heavy laden, Lost and ruined by the fall, If you wait till you are better, You will never come at all. Sinners only, Christ the Saviour came to call. 2 Let no sense of guilt prevent you, Nor of fitness fondly dream ; All the fitness he requireth, Is to feel your need of him : This he gives you ; 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 3 Agonizing in the garden, Lo ! your Saviour prostrate lies ; On the bloody tree behold him, There he groans, and bleeds, and dies : "It is finished;" Heaven accepts the sacrifice. 4 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascending, Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 5 Saints and angels, joined in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb ; 34* 402 HYMNS. While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name. Hallelujah ! Sinners here may sing the same. The Sinner Entreated. 1 RETURN, O wand'rer, now return, And seek thine injured Father's face Those new desires which in thee burn, Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wand'rer, now return, He hears thy deep repentant sigh : He sees thy softened spirit mourn, When no intruding ear is nigh. 3 Return, O wand'rer, now return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live : Go to his feet ; and grateful, learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, O wand'rer, now return, And wipe away the falling tear : Thy father calls—" No longer mourn !" 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 274 C. M. The Heavenly Guest. 1 AND will the Lord thus condescend To visit sinful worms ? Thus at the door shall mercy stand In all her winning forms ? 2 Shall Jesus for admittance plead, His charming voice unheard ? And this vile heart for which he bled, Remain for ever barred ? 3 'Tis sin, alas, with tyrant power, The lodging has possessed ; And crowds of traitors bar the door Against the heavenly. guest. 4 Lord, rise in thy all-conqu'ring grace, Thy mighty power display ; One beam of glory from thy face Can drive my foes away. 5 Ye vile seducers ! hence depart ; Dear Saviour, enter in, INVITING. 403 O, guard the passage to my heart, And keep out every sin. QV5 8s, 7s and 4s. Glad Tidings. 1 SINNERS, will you scorn the message Coming from the courts above ? Mercy beams in every passage ; Every line is full of love ; O believe it, Ever}- line is full of love. 2 Now, the heralds of salvation, Joyful news aloud proclaim : Sinners freed from condemnation, Through the all-atoning Lamb ! Life receiving Through the all-atoning Lamb. 3 Who hath their report believed ? Who hath heard the solemn word ? Who embraced the news of pardon, Freely offered by the Lord ? Life immortal, Freely offered by the Lord. 4 0, ye angels, hovering round us, Waiting spirits, speed your way, Hasten to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay: Rebel sinners Glad the message will obey. 2T6 S. M. The Accepted Time. 1 NOW is th' accepted time, Nov/ is the day of grace ; O, 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 you delay ? 3 Now is th' accepted time, The gospel bids you come ; And every promise in his word Declares there yet is room. 404 HYMNS. 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls, And melt them by thy love : Then will the angels swiftly fly To bear the news above. 277 8s and 4s. The Gospel Trumpet. 1 HARK, hark ! the gospel trumpet sounds, Through earth and heaven the echo bounds j 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. 3 Ye saints in glory, strike the lyre ; Ye mortals, catch the sacred nre ; Let both the Saviour's love proclaim — For ever worthy is the Lamb Of endless praise. 278 C. M. The Young Exhorted. 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 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, Stoops to converse with you ; And lays his radiant glories by, Your friendship to pursue. 3 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. 4 What object, Lord, my soul should move If once compared with thee ! What beauty should command my love, Like what in Christ I see. 5 Away, ye false, delusive toys, Vain tempters of the mind ! 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice ; And here, true bliss I find. PENITENTIAL. 405 B79 8s, 7s and 4s. Children Exhorted. 1 CHILDREN, hear the melting story Of the Lamb that once was slain ; 'Tis the Lord of life and glory : Shall he plead with you in vain ! O receive him, And salvation now obtain. 2 Yield no more to sin and folly, So displeasing in his sight ; Jesus loves the pure and holy, They alone are his delight ; Seek his favor, And your hearts to him unite. 3 All your sins to him confessing, Who is ready to forgive ; Seek the Saviour's richest blessing, On his precious name believe ; He is waiting, Will you not his grace receive. 280 7s. Children Invited to Christ. 1 CHILDREN, listen to the Lord, And obey his gracious word ; Seek his face with heart and mind : Early seek and you shall find. 2 Sorrowful, your sins confess, Plead his perfect righteousness, See the Saviour's bleeding side : Come — you will not be denied. 3 For his worship now prepare : Kneel to him in fervent prayer ; Serve him with a perfect heart : Never from his ways depart. PENITEXTIAL. 281 C. M. Contrition. 1 0 THOU, whose tender mercy hears Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye :— 406 HYMNS. 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, A wretched wand'rer mourn ; 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, and gloomy night, How desolate my way ! 5 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ; And let thy healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. 282 7s. Repentance at the Cross of Christ. 1 HEARTS of stone, relent, relent, Break, by Jesus' cross subdued, See, his body mangled, rent, Covered with a gore of blood ; Sinful soul, what hast thou done, Crucified God's only Son. 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, Driv'n the nails that fixed him there, Crowned with thorns his sacred head, Pierced him with the bloody spear ; Made his soul a sacrifice, While for sinful man he dies. 3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain ? Still to death thy Lord pursue ? Open all his wounds again ? And the shameful cross renew ? No : with all my sins I'll part, Break, O break, my bleeding heart.