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 SACRED POETi%l£!n^lJ^ 
 
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 BY 
 
 Dr.. S. E. SHEPAKD, 
 
 BY RESOLUTION OF THE 
 
 NEW YORK STATE CONVENTION 
 
 THE DISCIPLES OF CIIPtlST. 
 
 NEW YORK: 
 Geo. H. Bkli., Statioxki, Printkpv and Kwelopb 
 
 3lA.\LrFACTUKEi1, 1.53 NaSSAC'-StjIEET 
 
 1851. 
 
INTRODUCTION. 
 
 Dear. Buethrex — In pursuance of your Re- 
 solution, passed at the last meeting of your Con- 
 vention, I have compiled this little Book. Ow- 
 ing to the impracticability of meeting, the other 
 members of your Compiling Committee request- 
 ed me to proceed alone ; which I did, and now 
 present you with this token of my very high re- 
 spect and esteem. 
 
 I found the work much more arduous than I 
 had supposed, owing to the very great want of 
 arrangement and classification in most of the 
 works I had to consult, and to the miscellaneous 
 character of many good pieces, rendering it 
 doubtful, under what heading they should be 
 placed. I hope, however, that I have succeeded, 
 at least in some measure, in so classifying and 
 arranging these selections, that the brotherhood 
 will be able, with very little trouble, to find some- 
 thing worthy of being sung on the most impor- 
 
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INTRODUCTION, 
 
 tant and prominent subjects of the Christian 
 Scriptures. 
 
 There are many excellent hymns in this vo- 
 lume, in metres which are not common, but they 
 are, in all other respects, so deserving to be sung, 
 that I have trusted to the skill of our brethren 
 who conduct this pleasant and profitable part of 
 the praises of God, to select and familiarize cor- 
 responding musical compositions. 
 
 In regard to the propriety — the pleasure — the 
 utility, and the obligation of this part of public 
 worship, it is needless to say anything to those 
 who are acepainted with the Sacred Writings. 
 Such know the prominent place it has occupied 
 in the devotions of the wisest — the best — and 
 the most devout intelligences. 
 
 When the foundations of the earth were fast- 
 ened, and the corner-stone thereof was laid — 
 then the morning stars sang in concert — then 
 the elder sons of God shouted for joy. 
 
 When the emancipated tribes of Israel stood. 
 
 '■faced about," on the eastern shore of the Ked 
 
 Sea — then Moses and the children of Israel sang 
 
 their triumph — then the pious prophetess, the 
 
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INTRODUCTION. 
 
 sister of Aaron, with all her sex, and with tim- 
 brels in hand, responded in joyful song. 
 
 When the City of David was honored with the 
 birth of the Prince of the Universe — then did 
 a multitude of the Army of Heaven, his body 
 guard, chant in strains seraphic, - Glory to God 
 in the highest heaven, and on earth peace and 
 good will towards men." 
 
 When this Prince was about to enter the Ce- 
 lestial Palace, and, by the abdication of the 
 Eternal Father in his favor, to take his seat on 
 the Throne — then did cherubim and seraphim 
 sing, in " strains sublime," - Lift up your heads, 
 you gates ; and be you lifted up, you everlast- 
 ing doors, and the King of Glory will come 
 in." 
 
 .When seated on the Throne, encircled with 
 an emerald rainbow, illuminated by the seven 
 spirits of God, and surrounded by the twenty- 
 four Presbyters attired in white and crowned 
 with gold, with the opened Volume in his hand 
 —then did the four Living Creatures and Twen- 
 ty-Four Elders in dignified and keavenly con- 
 cert sing, '• Thou art worthy to take the Vo- 
 lume, and to open the seals thereof; for Thou 
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INTRODUCTION. 
 
 wast slain, and hast redeemed its to God by thy 
 blood, out of every kindred and tongue, and 
 people, and nation ; and hast made us unto our 
 God, Kings and Priests ; and we shall reign 
 with Thee on the earth." 
 
 With such themes, and such examples before 
 us, who can forbear'to sing? 
 
 S. E. S. 
 
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PSALMS AND SPIRITUAL SONGS. 
 
 GOD. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 There is a &od— all nature speak^? 
 
 Through earth, and air, and sea. 'and skies ; 
 bee from the clouds his glorj breaks, 
 VVhen first the beams of morning rise. 
 
 2 The rising sun, serenely bright. 
 
 O'er the wide world's extended frame 
 inscribes, in characters of light, 
 His mighty Maker's gloriolis name. 
 
 3 The flowery tribes, all blooming, rise 
 
 Above the weak attempts of °art • 
 Iheir bright, inimitable dyes ' 
 
 Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 
 
 4 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad 
 
 And trace creation's wonders o'er' 
 
 Confess the footsteps of a God ; ' 
 
 Come, bow before liim, and a'dore. 
 
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GOD. 
 
 C. p. M 
 
 We sing of God, tlie mighty source 
 Of all things, the stupendous force 
 
 On which all things depend ; 
 From whose right arm, beneath whose eyes, 
 All period, power, and enterprise 
 
 Commence, and reign, and end. 
 
 The world, the clustering spheres he made, 
 The glorious light, the soothing shade ; 
 
 Dale, plain, and grove and hill ; 
 The multitudinous abyss. 
 Where nature joys in secret bliss, 
 
 And wisdom hides her skill. 
 
 Tell them, I Am. Jehovah said 
 
 To Moses, while earth heard in dread, 
 
 And smitten to the heart, 
 At once above, beneath, around. 
 All nature, without voice or sound, 
 
 Replied, Lord, Thou Art ! 
 
 3 H. M. 
 
 1 The first almighty Cause, 
 Who did all things create, 
 Gave nature all her laws, 
 Unchangeable as fate. 
 The Source of life, the Spring of springs, 
 His praise all heaven and nature sings. 
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GOD. 
 
 2 Where'er we cast our eyes, 
 
 With rapture we behold, 
 Below, or in the skies. 
 
 Wonders that can't be told : 
 In nature's book, in every line, 
 His wisdoyi and perfections shine. 
 
 3 On him all worlds depend, 
 
 To him all bend the knee ; 
 But none can comprehend 
 
 The boundless Deity. 
 He sees all space, moves everywhere, 
 Sustains the whole, makes all his care. 
 
 4 L. M. 
 
 1 All-powerful, self-existent God, 
 Who all creation dost sustain ! 
 Thou wast, and art, and art to come, 
 And everlasting is thy reign ! 
 
 2 Fixed and eternal as thy days. 
 Each glorious attribute divine. 
 Through ages infinite, shall still 
 With undiminished lustre shine. 
 
 3 Fountain of being ! Source of good ! 
 Immutable thou dost remain ! 
 
 Nor can the shadow of a change 
 Obscure the glories of thy reign. 
 
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GOD. 
 
 Earth may with all her powers dissolve, 
 If such the great Creator's will ; 
 But thou forever art the same ; 
 I Am, is thy memorial still. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 Ere mountains reared their forms sublime, 
 Or the fair earth in order stood, 
 
 Before the birth of ancient time, 
 From everlasting thou art Grod. 
 
 2 A thousand ages in their flight 
 With thee are as a fleeting day ; 
 Past, present, future, to thy sight 
 At once their various scenes display. 
 
 3 But our brief life's a shadowy dream, 
 A passing thought, that soon is o'er, 
 That fades with morning's earliest beam, , 
 And fills the musing mind no more. 
 
 4 To us, Lord the wisdom give 
 So every precious hour to spend, 
 That we at length with thee may live. 
 Where life and bliss shall never end. 
 
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GOD. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 1 We sing the majesty of Grod, 
 
 Whose wisdom spread the heavens abroad ; 
 To him creation owes its birth, 
 His mighty arm sustains the earth. 
 
 2 The evening shade, the morning light, 
 The sun by day, and stars by night. 
 Unite their voices, to proclaim 
 
 The awful grandeur of his name. 
 
 3 He sees our griefs with pitying eyes. 
 His liberal hand our need supplies ; 
 From him full streams of mercy flow, 
 To cheer this gloomy vale below. 
 
 4 Thou God of grace and matchless power, 
 With reverence we thy name adore ; 
 
 To thee our grateful songs we raise, 
 Though feeble are our notes of praise. 
 
 7 L. M. 
 
 1 Jehovah reigns ! he dwells in light, 
 Girded with majesty and might : 
 The world, created by his hands. 
 Still on its first foundation stands. 
 
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GOD. 
 
 2 But ere this spacious world was made, 
 Or had its first foundation laid, ?! 
 His throne eternal ages stood, 
 Himself the ever-living God. 
 
 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, 
 And aim their rage against ihe skies ; 
 Yain floods that aim their rage so high ! 
 At his rebuke the billows die. 
 
 4 Forever shall his throne endure: 
 His promise stands forever sure ; 
 And everlasting holiness 
 Becomes the dwellings of his grace. 
 
 8 L. M. 
 
 1 The spacious firmament on high. 
 With all the blue ethereal sky, 
 And spangled heavens, a shining frame. 
 Their great original proclaim. 
 The unwearied sun, from day to day. 
 Doth his Creator's power display ; 
 And publishes to every land 
 The work of an Almighty hand, 
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2 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 
 And nightly to the listening earth 
 Repeats the story of her birth : 
 
 Whilst all the stars which round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings as they roll, 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 3 What though, in solemn silence, all 
 Move round this dark terrestrial .ball ; 
 What though no real voice nor sound 
 Amidst their radient orbs be found j 
 In reason's ear they all rejoice. 
 
 And utter forth a glorious voice ; 
 Forever singing as they shine — 
 " The hand that made us is divine." 
 
 DOXOLOGY. 
 
 To Thee, Supreme, the ever-blest, 
 Be praise in thankful notes addressed; 
 Such as the stars of morning sung, 
 When earth was on its balance hung ; 
 Such praise as from angelic choirs, 
 And saints, whom zeal like theirs inspires, 
 In heaven above, and earth below, 
 Still flows, and shall forever flow. 
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THE GLORY OF GOD. 
 
 9 S. M. 
 
 1 The Lord, the sovereign King, 
 
 Hath fixed his throne on high : 
 O'er all the heavenly world he rules, 
 And all beneath the sky. 
 
 2 You angels great in might. 
 
 And swift to do his will. 
 Bless ye the Lord, whose voice you hear, 
 Whose pleasure you fulfil. 
 
 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, 
 Shall sing his praises too. 
 
 lO S. M. 
 
 1 Lord, our heavenly King, 
 Thy name is all divine ; 
 Thy glories round the earth are spread, 
 And o'er the heavens they shine. 
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THE GI.ORY OF GOD. 
 
 2 When to thy works on high 
 I raise my wondering eyes, 
 
 And see the moon, complete in light, 
 Adorn the darksome skies : 
 
 3 When I survey the stars, 
 And all their shining forms, 
 
 Lord, what is man, that feeble thing, 
 Akin to dust and worms ! 
 
 4 Lord, what is feeble man. 
 That thou shouldst love him so ! 
 
 Next to thine angels is he placed, 
 And lord of all below. 
 
 5 How rich thy bounties are ! 
 And wondrous are thy ways ; 
 
 Of dust and worms thy power can frame 
 A monument of praise. 
 
 11 L. M. 
 
 1 Eternal and immortal King ! 
 
 Thy peerless splendors none can bear ; 
 j But darkness veils seraphic eyes, 
 * When God with all his glory 's there. 
 
 2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom, 
 The great Invisible can see ; 
 
 And with its tremblings mingle joy, 
 In fixed regard, great God ! to thee. 
 
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THE GLORY OF GOD, 
 
 3 Then every tempting form of sin, 
 Shamed in thy presence, disappears ; 
 And all the glowing raptured soul 
 The likeness it contemplates, wears. 
 
 4 ever conscious to my heart ! 
 Witness to its supreme desire : 
 Behold, it presseth on to thee, 
 
 For it hath caught the heavenly fire. 
 
 5 This one petition would it urge — 
 To bear thee ever in its sight ; 
 
 In life, in death, in worlds unknown. 
 Its only portion and delight ! 
 
 12 L. M. 
 
 1 Great former of this various frame ! 
 Our souls adore thine awful name ; 
 And bow, and tremble, while we praise 
 The Ancient of eternal days. 
 
 2 Beyond an angel's vision bright, 
 Thou dwell'st in self-existent light ; 
 Which shines with undiminished ray. 
 While suns and worlds in smoke decay. 
 
 3 Our days a transient period run. 
 And change with every circling sun ; 
 And, in the firmest state we boast, 
 A moth can crush us into dust. 
 
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THE GLORY OF GOD. 
 
 4 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 ; 
 
 5 Calm as the summer's ocean, we 
 Can all the wreck of nature see, 
 While grace secures us an abode, 
 Unshaken as the throne of God. 
 
 13 C. P. M. 
 
 1 Begin, my soul, the lofty lay ; 
 Let each enraptured thought obey, 
 
 And praise thy Maker's name ; 
 Lo i heaven and earth, and seas and skies 
 In one melodious concert rise. 
 
 To swell the glad'ning theme. 
 
 2 Thou heaven of heavens, his vast abode, 
 • Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker, God ; 
 
 Ye thunders, speak his power ; 
 Lo ! on the lightning's rapid wings, 
 In triumph rides the King of kings ; 
 
 Astonished worlds adore. 
 
 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows, rise, 
 To join the thunder of the skies ; 
 
 Praise him who bids you roll : 
 His praise in softer notes declare. 
 Each whispering breeze of yielding air, 
 
 And breathe it to the soul. • 
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THE GLORY OF GOD. 
 
 4 Let man, by nobler passions swayed, 
 The feeling heart, the reasoning head, 
 
 In heavenly praise employ : 
 Spread the Creator's name around, 
 Till heaven's wide arch repeat the sound, 
 
 The general burst of joy. 
 
 14 . C. M. 
 
 1 Father, how wide thy glory shines ! 
 
 How high thy wonders rise ! 
 Known through the earth by thousand signs, 
 By thousands 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 Part of thy name divinely stands 
 
 On all thy creatures writ ; 
 They show the labor of thy hands, 
 The impress of thy feet. 
 
 4 But when we view thy grand design 
 
 To save rebellious man, 
 Where wisdom, power and goodne^'S shine 
 In mercy's wondrous plan, — 
 
THE GLORY OF GOD. 
 
 5 Our thouglits are lost in reverend awe ; 
 
 We love, and we adore ; 
 
 The lioly angels never saw 
 
 So much of God before. 
 
 6 may I bear some humble part 
 
 In that immortal song ; 
 Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 
 And love command my tongue. 
 
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 1 worship the King, all glorious above, 
 And gratefully sing his wonderful love, 
 Our Shield and defender, the Ancient of Days, 
 Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise. 
 
 2 tell of his might, and sing of his grace, 
 Whose robe is the light, whose canopy, space ; 
 His chariots of wrath the deep-thunder clouds 
 
 form 
 And dark is his path on the wings of the 
 storm. 
 
 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite ? 
 It breathes in the air, it shines in the light, 
 It streams from the hills, it descends to the 
 
 plain, 
 And sweetly distils in the dew and the rain. 
 
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THE GLORY OF GOD. 
 
 4 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, 
 In thee do we trust, nor find thee to fail; 
 Thy mercies how tender ! how firm to the end, 
 Our Maker. Defender, Redeemer, and Friend. 
 
 5 Father Almighty, how faithful thy love ! 
 While angels delight to hymn thee above. 
 The humbler creation, though feeble their 
 
 lays. 
 With true adoration shall lisp to thy praise. 
 
 DOXOLOGY. 
 
 By knowledge supreme, by wisdom divine, 
 God governs this earth with gracious design ; 
 O'er beast, bird, and insect, his providence 
 
 reigns, 
 Whose will first created, whose love still sus- 
 tains. 
 You saints, praise the Lord, speak good of 
 
 his name ! 
 His mercies record, his bounties proclaim : 
 To God, their creator, let all creatures raise 
 The song of thanksgiving, the chorus of 
 praise ! 
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THE LOVE OP G01>. 
 
 16 C. M. 
 
 1 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess, 
 
 Thy goodness we adore — 
 A spring whose blessings never fail, 
 A sea without a shore. 
 
 2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love attest 
 
 In every golden ray ; 
 Love draws the curtains of the night, 
 And love returns the day. 
 
 3 Thy bounty every season crowns 
 
 With all the bliss it yields ; 
 ■ With joyful clusters loads the vine, 
 With strengthening grain the £elds. 
 
 4 But chiefly thy compassions, Lord, 
 
 Are in the gospel seen ; 
 There, like the sun, thy mercy shines, 
 Without a cloud between. 
 
 5 Pardon, acceptance, peace and joy, 
 
 Through Jesus' name are given, 
 He on the cross was lifted high. 
 That we might reign in heaven. 
 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 17 CM. ' 
 
 1 Faithful, Lord, thy mercies are, 
 
 A rock that cannot move ; 
 A thousand promises declare 
 Thy constancy of love. 
 
 2 Thou waitest to be gracious still ; 
 
 Thou dost with sinners bear, 
 That, saved, we may thy goodness feel, 
 And all thy grace declare. 
 
 3 Its streams the whole creation reach, 
 
 So plentious is the store ; 
 Enough for all, enough for each, 
 Enough forevermore. 
 
 4 Throughout the universe it reigns ; 
 
 It stands forever sure ; 
 And while thy truth, God, remains, 
 Thy goodness shall endure. 
 
 18 CM. 
 
 1 Come, ye that know and love the Lord, 
 And raise your thoughts above ; 
 Let every heart and voice accord 
 To sing that God is Love. 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 2 This precious truth his word de clares, 
 
 And all his mercies prove ; 
 
 Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears 
 
 To show that God is Love. 
 
 3 Behold his patience bearing long 
 
 With those who from him rove, 
 Till mighty grace their hearts subduo, 
 To teach them God is Love. 
 
 4 may we all, while here below, 
 
 This blessing well improve, 
 Till nobler praise, in brighter worlds, 
 Proclaim that God is Love. 
 
 19 C. M. 
 
 1 Eternal Power, Almighty God, 
 
 Who can approach thy throne 1 
 Accessless light is thine abode, 
 To angel eyes unknown. 
 
 2 Before the radience of thine eye, 
 
 The heavens no longer shine ; 
 And all the glories of the sky 
 Are but the shade of thine. 
 
 3 Great God, and wilt thou condescend 
 
 To cast a look below ? 
 To this dark world thy notice bend,— 
 These seats of sin and woe ? 
 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 How strange, how wondrous is thy love I 
 
 With trembling we adore : 
 Not all the exalted minds above 
 
 Its wonders can explore. 
 
 While golden harps and angel tongues 
 
 Resound immortal lays, 
 Great God, permit our humble songs 
 
 To rise and sound thy praise. 
 
 20 L. M. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 
 And sing thy great lledeemer's praise ; 
 He justly claims a song from me ; 
 His loving kindness, O how free ! 
 
 2 Though numerous hosts of mighty foes. 
 Though earth and sin, my wa}^ oppose, 
 He safely leads my soul along ; 
 
 His loving kindness, how strong ! 
 
 3 When trouble, like a gloomy, cloud, 
 Has gathered thick, and thundered loud. 
 He near my soul has always stood ; 
 
 His loving kindness, how good ! 
 
 i Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale ; 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail ; 
 O may my last, expiring breatli 
 His loving kindness sing in death. 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 21 H. M. 
 
 1 for a song of joy, 
 
 Loud as the theme we sing I 
 To this divine employ 
 
 Your hearts and voices bring ; 
 Sound, sound, through all the earth abroad, 
 The love, th' eternal love, of Grod. 
 
 2 Unnumbered myriads stand, 
 
 Of seraphs bright and fair, 
 Or bow at his right hand, 
 And pay their homage there ; 
 But strive in vain, with loudest chord. 
 To sound the wondrous love of Grod. 
 
 3 Yet sinners saved by grace, 
 
 In songs of lower key, 
 In every age and place. 
 
 Have sung the mystery ; 
 Have told, in strains of sweet accord, 
 The love, the sovereign love, of Grod. 
 
 4 Though earth and hell assail. 
 
 And doubts and fears arise, 
 The weakest shall prevail. 
 
 And grasp the heavenly prize, 
 And through an endless age record 
 The love, th' unchanging love, of God. 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 5 for a song of joy, 
 
 Loud as the theme we sing ! 
 To this divine employ 
 
 Your hearts and voices bring ; 
 Sound, sound, through all the earth abroad, 
 The love, th' eternal love, of Grod. 
 
 22 L. M. 
 
 Thou art. Almighty Lord of all, 
 From everlasting still the same ; 
 
 Before thee dazzling seraphs fall, 
 And veil their faces in a flame. 
 
 To see such bright perfections glow, 
 
 Such floods of glory from thee flow. 
 
 What mortal hand shall dare to paint 
 A semblance of thy glory, Lord ? 
 
 The brightest rainbow tints are faint, 
 The brightest stars of heaven afford 
 
 A dim efl"usion of those rays 
 
 Of light, that round Jehovah blaze. 
 
 The sun himself is but a gleam, 
 
 A transient meteor ffom thy throne ; 
 
 And every frail and fickle beam. 
 That ever in creation shone. 
 
 Is nothing, Lord, compared to thee, 
 
 In thy own vast immensity. 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 4 But though thy brightness may create 
 All worship from the hosts above, 
 What most thy name must elevate 
 Is, that thou art a God of love, 
 And mercy is the central sun 
 Of all thy glories joined in one. 
 
 23 L. M. 
 
 1 God of the world ! thy glories shine, 
 Through earth and heaven, with rays divine; 
 Thy smile gives beauty to the flower, 
 Thine anger to the tempest power. 
 
 2 God of our lives ! the throbbing heart 
 Doth at thy beck its action start, — 
 Throbs on, obedient to thy will, 
 
 Or ceases, at thy fatal chill. 
 
 3 God of eternal life ! thy love 
 Doth every stain of sin remove ; 
 
 The cross, the cross — its hallowed light 
 Shall drive from earth her cheerless night. 
 
 4 God of all goodness ! to the skies 
 Our hearts in grateful anthems rise ; 
 And to thy service shall be given 
 The rest of life — the whole of heaven. 
 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 34 C. P. M. 
 
 1 My God, thy boundless love I praise ; 
 How bright on high its glories blaze ! 
 
 How sweetly bloom below ! 
 It streams from thine eternal throne ; 
 Through heaven its joys forever run, 
 
 And all the earth o'erflow. 
 
 2 'Tis love that paints the purple morn, 
 And bids the clouds, in air upborne, 
 
 Their genial drops distil ; 
 In every vernal beam it glows, 
 And breathes in every gale that blows. 
 
 And glides in every rill. 
 
 3 It robes in cheerful green the ground. 
 And pours its flowery beauties round, 
 
 Whose sweets perfume the gale ; 
 Its bounties richly spread the plain, 
 The blushing fruit, the golden grain, 
 
 And smile on every vale. 
 
 4 But in thy word I see it shine 
 With grace and glories more divine, 
 
 Proclaiming sins forgiven ; 
 There Faith, bright cherub, points the way 
 To realms of everlasting day. 
 
 And opens all her heaven. 
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THE LOVE OF GOD. 
 
 25 S. M. 
 
 1 Raise your triumphant songs 
 
 To an immortal tune. 
 Let the wide earth resound the deeds 
 Celestial grace has done. 
 
 2 Sing how eternal love 
 
 Its chief Beloved chose, 
 And bade him raise our wretched race 
 From their abyss of woes. 
 
 3 'Twas love that filled the throne, 
 
 And grace that ruled on high, 
 When Christ was sent with pardons down 
 To rebels doomed to die. 
 
 4 Now, sinners dry your tears, 
 
 Let hopeless sorrows cease ; 
 Bow to the sceptre of his love, 
 And take the offered peace. 
 
 5 Lord, we obey thy call ; 
 
 We lay an humble claim 
 To the salvation thou hast brought, 
 And love and praise thy name. 
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the: power op god. 
 
 26 C. M. 
 
 1 Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name, 
 
 And in his strength rejoice ; 
 When his salvation is our theme, 
 Exalted be our voice. 
 
 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, 
 
 And psalms of honor sing ; 
 The Lord's a God of boundless might, 
 The whole creation's King. 
 
 3 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep. 
 
 Lies in his spacious hand ; 
 He fixed the seas what bounds to keep. 
 And where the hills must stand. 
 
 4 Come, and with humble souls adore ; 
 
 Come, kneel before his face ; 
 may the creatures of his power 
 Be children of his grace ! 
 
 27 L. M. 
 
 1 How great is our Creator, God, 
 In wisdom, majesty and might, 
 When he displays his power abroad, 
 And brings his wonders forth to light. 
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THE POWER, OF GOD. 
 
 2 Behold, what cloudy columns rise, 
 
 Terrific as the shades of night ! 
 What peals of thunder rend the skies ; 
 The lightning, how sublimely bright ! 
 
 3 How dreadful is the threatening hail ! 
 
 Approaching tempests, how grand ! 
 What terror doth the mind assail, 
 
 When deep convulsions shake the land ! 
 
 4 The seas with hollow murmurs groan, 
 
 The bowels of the mountains flame ; • 
 The elements, affrighted, own 
 
 The awful greatness of thy name. 
 
 5 Almighty God, thy chariot wheels 
 
 In solemn pomp and grandeur roll ; 
 Thy power trembling nature feels. 
 And humble reverence fills the soul 
 
 28 C. M. 
 
 1 The Lord, how fearful is his name ! 
 
 How wide is his command ! 
 Nature, with all her moving frame, 
 Rests on his mighty hand ! 
 
 2 Immortal glory forms his throne. 
 
 And light his awful robe : 
 Whilst with a smile, or with a frown, 
 He manages the globe. 
 
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THE MEP.CY OF GOD. 
 
 3 A word of his almighty Jjreath 
 
 Can swell or sink the seas ; 
 Build the vast empires of the earth. 
 Or break them, as he please ! 
 
 4 Adoring angels round him fall, 
 
 In all their shining forms ; 
 His sovereign eye looks through them all, 
 And pities mortal worms. 
 
 THE MERCY OF GOD. 
 
 29 L. M. 
 
 Grive to our Grod immortal praise ; 
 Mercy and truth are all his ways : 
 Wonders of grace to Grod belong, 
 Kepeat his mercies in your song. 
 
 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. 
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THE MERCY OF GOD. 
 
 3 He built the earth, he spread the sky, 
 And fixed the starry lights on high: 
 Wonders of grace to Grod belong. 
 Repeat his mercies in your song. 
 
 4 He fills the sun with morning light, 
 He bids the moon direct the night: 
 His mercies ever shall endure. 
 
 When suns and moons shall shine no more. 
 
 30 L. M. 
 
 1 Sweet were the sounds that reached our eara. 
 
 When mercy rais'd her heavenly voice ; 
 'Twas mercy that dispell'd our fears, 
 And bade our souls in hope rejoice. 
 
 2 All other sounds discordant seem, 
 
 Compar'd with mercy's heav'nly song ; 
 So sweet and joyful is the theme. 
 It bears our willing souls along. 
 
 3 may we never cease to hear 
 
 The voice that gives our conscience rest, 
 That dissipates our guilty fear, 
 And tells us we are truly blest ! 
 
 4 May mercy still remove our fear, 
 
 And bind our souls with cords of love ! 
 Mercy that soothes our sorrows here. 
 And gives us hope of joys above. 
 
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THE MERCY OF GOD. 
 
 31 L. M. 
 
 1 render thanks to God above, 
 The fountain of eternal love ; 
 Whose mercy firm through ages past 
 Has stood, and shall forever last. 
 
 2 AVho can his mighty deeds express, 
 Not only vast, but numberless ! 
 What mortal eloquence can raise 
 His tribute of immortal praise ! 
 
 3 Happy are they, and only they, 
 Who from thy judgments never stray 
 Who know what's right ; nor only so, 
 But always practice what they know. 
 
 32 C. M. 
 
 1 How free and boundless is the grace 
 
 Of our redeeming Lord ! 
 Extending to the Greek and Jew, 
 And men of ev'ry blood. 
 
 2 The mightiest king, the meanest slave, 
 
 May his rich mercy taste ; 
 He bids the beggar and the prince 
 Come to the gospel feast. 
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THE MERCY OF GOD. 
 
 3 None are excluded thence, but those 
 
 Who do themselves exclude ; 
 Welcome the learned and polite, 
 The ignorant and rude. 
 
 4 Come, then, you men of ev'ry name, 
 
 Of ev'ry tribe and tongue ; 
 What you are willing to receive 
 May unto you belong. 
 
 33 L. M. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue ; 
 My God demands the grateful song ; 
 Let all my inmost powers record 
 The wondrous mercy of the Lord. 
 
 2 Divinely free his mercy flows, 
 Forgives my sins, allays my woes, 
 •And bids approaching death remove, 
 And crowns me with indulgent love. 
 
 3 His mercy, with unchanging rays, 
 Forever shines, while time decays ; 
 And children's children shall record 
 The truth and mercy of the Lord. 
 
 4 While all his works his praise proclaim, 
 And men and angels bless his name, 
 
 0, let my heart, my life, my tongue, 
 Attend, and join the blissful song. 
 
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Alili NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF 
 GOO. 
 
 34 C. M. 
 
 1 Hail, great Creator, wise and good ! 
 
 To thee our songs 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 smiling face of morn 
 With rays of cheerful light. 
 
 4 The lofty hill, the humble vale. 
 
 With countless beauties shine ; 
 The silent grove, the awful shade, 
 Proclaim thy power divine. 
 
 5 Great nature's God. still may these scenee 
 
 Our serious hours engage ; 
 Still may our grateful hearts consult 
 Thy works' instructive page. 
 
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ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODXESS OF GOD. 
 
 35 L. M. 
 
 1 Great God, at whose all-powerful call 
 
 At first arose this beauteous frame, 
 By thee the seasons change, and all 
 The changing seasons speak thy name. 
 
 2 Thy bounty bids the infant year, 
 
 From winter storms recovered, rise; 
 When thousand grateful scenes appear, 
 Fresh-opening to our wondering eyes. 
 
 3 Aloft, full-beaming, reigns the sun, 
 
 And light and genial heat conveys, 
 And, while he leads the seasons on. 
 From thee derives his qaick'ning rays. 
 
 4 Around us, in the teeming field, 
 
 •Stands the rich grain, or purpled vine ^ 
 At thy command they rise, to yield 
 
 The strength'ning bread, or cheering wine. 
 
 5 Indulgent God, from every part 
 
 Thy plentious blessings largely flow ; 
 We see, we taste : let every heart 
 With grat'eful love and duty glow. 
 4 37 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 
 
 36 L. M. 
 
 1 The rising morn, the closing day, 
 
 Repeat thy praise with grateful voice ; 
 Both in their turns thy power display, 
 And, laden with thy gifts, rejoice. 
 
 2 Earth's wide-extended, varying scenes, 
 
 All smiling round, thy bounty show ; 
 From seas or clouds, full magazines, 
 Thy rich, diffusive blessings flow. 
 
 3 Now earth receives the precious seed, 
 
 Which thy indulgent hand prepares, 
 And nourishes the future bread, 
 And answers all the sower's cares. 
 
 4 Here spreading flocks adorn the plain ; 
 
 There, plenty every charm displays ; 
 Thy bounty clothes each lovely scene, 
 And joyful nature speaks thy praise. 
 
 37 P. M. 
 
 High o'er the heaven of heavens I saw, and 
 
 trembled, 
 God of gods, thy robes of sacred splendour! 
 Thunders cherubic shouting, Holy ! holy ! 
 
 Lord God Almighty ! 
 38 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 
 
 2 Drop down, you heavens, and pour a flood of 
 
 glory; 
 
 You shades of death, the dawn of life ap- 
 proaches ; 
 
 Mortals shall learn the music of thy thun- 
 ders, 
 
 Infinite Goodness ! 
 
 3 Rise from the dust! arrayed in godlike beauty, 
 mortal man ! immortal joys await thee : 
 See thy lost race, burst from their chains of 
 
 darkness, 
 
 Crowned with salvation. 
 
 4 Nations unborn shall throng thy flaming por- 
 
 tals ; 
 
 Heaven's bright immortals shout o'er night 
 expiring, 
 
 And hail the morn that lifts her smiling eye- 
 lids, 
 
 No more to slumber. 
 
 Shout, you loud winds, the universal tri- 
 umph ; 
 Sing to the world, your Lord, your Lord de- 
 
 scendeth, ^ 
 Lifts his high hand, and swears, I live for 
 ever; 
 
 Live, my Redeemer ! 
 39 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD, 
 
 38 C. M. 
 
 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 si^ht ! 
 And men in every age has sought 
 His wonders with delight. 
 
 3 How most exact, is nature's frame ! 
 
 How wise its Maker's mind ! 
 His counsels never change the scheme, 
 Which his first thoughts designed. 
 
 4 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 ! 
 
 5 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. 
 
 39 S. M. 
 
 I Almighty maker, God, 
 
 How wondrous is thy name ! 
 Thy glories how dift'used abroad 
 Through all creation's frame ! 
 40 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 
 
 2 Nature in every dress 
 
 Her humble homage pays ; 
 In thousand forms her ways express 
 Thine undissembled praise. 
 
 3 My soul would rise and sing 
 
 To her Creator too : 
 Fain would my tongue adore my King, 
 And pay the homage due. 
 
 4 In joy, let me spend 
 
 The remnant of my days; 
 And oft to God my soul ascend 
 In grateful songs of praise 1 
 
 40 C. M. 
 
 1 I sing the mighty 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 suJn 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 by his word, 
 And then pronounced them good. 
 4* 41 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 
 
 [ There's not a plant or flower below 
 But makes thy glories known : 
 The clouds arise, and tempests blow. 
 By ordet from thy throne. 
 
 41 L. M. 
 
 1 Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare ; 
 
 The firmament displays thy skill ; 
 The. changing clouds, the viewless air, 
 
 Tempest and calm, thy word fulfil: 
 Day unto day doth utter speech, 
 And night to night thy knowledge teach. 
 
 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; 
 Till round the earth, from all the sky, 
 Thy beauty beams on every eye. 
 
 3 Walked from thy touch, the morning sun 
 
 Comes like a bridegroom from his bower, 
 And. like a giant, glad to run 
 
 His bright career with speed and power ; 
 Thy flaming messenger, to dart 
 Life through the depths of nature's heart. 
 42 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 
 
 4 While these transporting visions shine 
 Along the path of Providence, 
 Glory eternal, joy divine, 
 
 Thy word reveals, transcending sense : 
 My soul thy goodness joys to see, 
 Thy love to man, thy love to me. 
 
 42 L. P. M 
 
 1 Great God, the heaven's well ordered frame 
 Declares the glories of thy name ; 
 
 There thy rich works of wonder shine ; 
 A thousand starry beauties there, 
 A thousand radiant marks, appear 
 
 Of boundless power and skill divine. 
 
 2 Froni night to day. from day to night, 
 The dawning and the dying light 
 
 Lectures of heavenly wisdom read ; 
 With silent eloquence, they raise *■ 
 Our thoughts to the Creator's praise, 
 
 And neither sound nor lanojuaare need. 
 
 3 Yet their divine instructions run 
 Wide as the circuit of the sun, 
 
 And every nation knows their voice ; 
 The sun. in robes of splendour dressed. 
 Breaks from the chambers of the east, 
 
 Moves round, and makes the earth rejoice. 
 
 43 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 
 
 4 Where'er he spreads his beams abroad, 
 He speaks the majesty of God: 
 
 All nature joins to show his praise: 
 Thus God in all creation shines. 
 Bright in the book of nature's lines, 
 
 But brighter in the book of grace. 
 
 43 L. M. 
 
 1 You sons of men, with joy, record 
 The various wonders of the Lord; 
 And let his power and goodness sound 
 Through all your tribes, the earth around. 
 
 2 Lo, 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 flowers, its fruits and shade ; 
 
 Peopled with life of various forms, 
 
 Of fish and fowl, and beasts and worms. 
 
 4 View the broad sea's majestic plains. 
 And think how wide its Maker reigns; 
 That band remotest nations joins, 
 And on each wave his goodness shines. 
 
 5 But, 0, that brighter world above. 
 Where lives and reigns a Saviour's love ! 
 God's only Son in flesh arrayed, 
 
 For man a bleeding victim made. 
 44 
 
ALL NATURE ATTESTS THE GOODNESS OF GOD. 
 
 I Thither, mj soul, with rapture, soar ; 
 There, in the hiud of praise, adore : 
 The theme demands an angel's lay, 
 Demands an everlasting day. 
 
 44 6s. & 8s. 
 
 Above — below — where'er I gaze, 
 Thy guiding finger, Lord, I view, 
 
 Trac'd in the midnight planet's blaze 
 Or glist'ning in the morning dew; 
 
 What'er is beautiful or fair 
 
 Is but thine own reflection there. 
 
 I hear thee in the stormy wind. 
 
 That turns the ocean-wave to foam ; 
 
 Nor less thy wondrous povv^'r I find, 
 When summer airs around me roam ; 
 
 The tempest and the calm declare 
 
 Thyself — for thou art ev'rywhere. 
 
 I find thee in the noon of night, 
 And read thy name in ev'ry star 
 
 That drinks its splendor from the light " 
 That flows from mercy's beaming car j 
 
 Thy footstool, Lord each starry gem 
 
 Composes — not thy diadem. 
 
 45, 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 When the radiant orb of light 
 
 Hath bath'd the mountain tops with gold ; 
 Smote with the blaze, m.y weary sight 
 
 Shrinks with the wonders I behold ; 
 That ray of glory bright and fair 
 Is but thy living shadow there. 
 
 Thine is the silent noon of night — 
 The twilight eve — the dewy morn; 
 
 What'er is beautiful and bright 
 
 Thy hands have fashion'd to adorn : 
 
 Thy glory walks in ev'ry sphere. 
 
 And all things whisper — •• Grod is here." 
 
 THS PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 45 L. M. 
 
 1 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 
 You nations bow with sacred joy ; 
 Know that the Lord is God alone 
 He can create and he destroy. 
 
 2 His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, 
 Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; 
 And when like wand'ring sheep we stray'd 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
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THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 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'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs 
 High as the heav'ns 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, 
 Wheil rolling years shall cease to move ! 
 
 46 L. M. 
 
 1 Celestial worlds, your Maker's name 
 
 Resound through every shining coast ; 
 O.ur God the noblest praise will claim. 
 Where he unfolds his glories most. 
 
 2 Stupendous globe of flaming day, 
 
 Praise him in thy sublime career ; 
 He struck from night thy peerless ray, 
 Marked out thy path, and guides thee there. 
 
 3 You starry lamps, to whom 'tis given 
 
 Night's sable horrors to illume, 
 Praise him who hung you high in heaven, 
 With vivid fires to gild the gloom. 
 
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THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 4 Lightnings, that round Jehovah play, 
 
 Thunders that from his arm are hurled. 
 The grandeur of your God convey, 
 Blazing, or bursting on the world. 
 
 5 At once let nature's ample round 
 
 To God the vast thanksgiving raise ; 
 His high perfection knows no bound, 
 But fills immensity of space. 
 
 47 S. M. 
 
 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 : 
 
 "\Ye are his work 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. 
 48 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 48 7 & 6 M; 
 
 Praise the Lord, who reigns above, 
 
 And keeps his court below ; 
 Praise the holy Grod of 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. 
 
 Publish, spread to all around 
 The great Jehovah's name ; 
 
 Let the trumpet's martial sound 
 The Lord of hosts proclaim ; 
 
 Praise him, every tuneful string ; 
 All the reach of heavenly art, 
 
 All the powers of music, bring, 
 • The music of the heart. 
 
 Him, in whom they move and live 
 
 Let every creature sing. 
 Glory to their Maker give, 
 
 And homage to their King : 
 Hallowed be his name beneath ; 
 
 As in heaven on earth adored ; 
 Praise the Lord in every breath : 
 
 Let all things praise the Lord. 
 
 5 49 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 49 C. M. 
 
 1 To thee, my righteous King and Lord, 
 
 My grateful mind I'll raise ; 
 From day to day thy works record, 
 And ever sing thy praise. 
 
 2 Thy greatness human thought exceeds ; 
 
 Thy glory knows no end ; 
 The lasting record of thy deeds 
 Through ages shall descend. 
 
 3 Thy wondrous acts, thy power and might 
 
 My constant theme shall be ; 
 That song shall be my soul's delight, 
 Which breathes in praise to thee. 
 
 4 The Lord is bountiful and kind, 
 
 His anger slow to move ; 
 His tender mercies all shall find, 
 And all his goodness prove. 
 
 5 From all thy works, Lord, shall spring 
 
 The sound of joy and praise ; 
 Thy saints shall of thy glory sing, 
 And show the world thy ways. 
 50 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 50 ^ L. M. 
 
 1 Now to the Lord; wlio built the skies, 
 Let grateful songs of praise arise ; 
 By all that dwell beneath the sun, 
 Now be his grace in concept sung. 
 
 2 Far as the rolling planets move 
 He spreads his mercy and his love ; 
 Through every land, and every clime, 
 The wonders of his goodness shine. 
 
 3 So let his praises be expressed. 
 
 From north to south, from east to west, 
 
 And every living thing adore 
 
 His name while sun and moon endure. 
 
 51 C. M. 
 
 1 Sing to the Lord, you distant lands, 
 
 You tribes of every tongue ; 
 His new discovered grace demands 
 A new and nobler song. 
 
 2 Say, to the nations. Jesus reigns, 
 
 God's own almighty Son ; 
 His power the sinking world sustains. 
 And grace surrounds his throne. 
 
 51 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD, 
 
 Let heaven proclaim the joyful day, 
 Joy through the earth be seen; 
 
 Let cities shine in bright array, 
 And fields in cheerful green. 
 
 The joyous earth, the bending skies, 
 His glorious train display ; 
 
 You mountains sink, you valleys rise. 
 Prepare the Lord his way. 
 
 52 L. M. 
 
 Now to our God let praises rise 
 From all that dwell below the skies ; 
 Throughout the earth his love proclaimj 
 With joys eternal "in his name. 
 
 We are the people of his care, 
 His sheep, who feed in pastures fair ; 
 The objects of his tender love, 
 Supplied with blessings from above. 
 
 Then to his earthly temple come, 
 And raise the anthem and the song ; 
 Let gratitude the lay inspire, 
 The bosom glow with sacred fire : — 
 
 For God ill endless goodness reigns. 
 And mercy, truth and love maintains ; 
 Nor time, nor years, nor measured space, 
 Confines the blessings of his grace. 
 53 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 53 L. M. 
 
 1 With one consent, let all the earth 
 
 To God their cheerful voices raise ; 
 Glad homage pay with joy and mirth, 
 And sing before him songs of praise. 
 
 2 Rejoice, for he is God alone, 
 
 From whom both we and all proceed- 
 We. whom he chooses for his own. 
 The flock which on his bounty feed. 
 
 3 0, enter, then, his temple gate, 
 
 Thence to his courts devoutly press ; 
 And still your grateful hymns repeat. 
 And still his name with praises bless 
 
 4 For he's the Lord, supremely good ; 
 
 His mercy is forever sure ; 
 ' His truth, which always firmly stood, 
 To endless ages shall endure. 
 
 54 C. M. 
 
 1 all you nations, praise the Lord, 
 Each with a different tongue ; 
 In every language learn his word, 
 And let his name be sung. 
 
 fi* 53 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD, 
 
 His mercy reigns through every land, 
 Proclaim his grace abroad ; 
 
 For ever firm his truth shall stand ; 
 Praise ye the faithful God. 
 
 55 S. M. 
 
 1 Thy name, Almighty Lord, 
 
 Shall sound through distant lands 
 Great is thy grace and sure thy word ; 
 Thy truth forever stands. 
 
 2 Far be thine honor spread, 
 
 And long thy praise endure, 
 Till morning light and evening shade 
 Shall be exchanged no more. 
 
 56 L. M. 
 
 1 Praise ye the Lord : my heart shall join 
 In work so pleasant, so divine ; 
 
 Now while the flesh is my abode, 
 And when my soul ascends to God: — 
 
 2 Praise shall employ my noblest powers, 
 While immortality endures ; 
 
 My days of praise shall ne'er be past, 
 While life, and thought, and being last. 
 54 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 \ 
 
 3 Why should T make a man my trust? 
 Princes must die and turn to dust ; 
 
 Their breath departs, their pomp, and power, 
 And thoughts all vanish in an hour. 
 
 4 Happy the man whose hopes rely 
 On Israel's Grod : he made the sky, 
 And earth, and seas, with all their train ; 
 And none shall find his promise vain. 
 
 5 His truth for ever stands secure ; 
 
 He saves th' oppressed, he feeds the poor 
 He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, 
 And grants the prisoner sweet release. 
 
 6 The Lord to sight restores the blind ; 
 The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 
 He helps the stranger in distress, 
 The widow and the fatherless. 
 
 7 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
 But turns the wicked down to hell; 
 Thy God. Zion. ever reigns; 
 
 Praise him in everlasting strains. 
 
 57 LP. M. 
 
 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. 
 
 55 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 Why should I make a man my trust 1 
 Princes must die and turn to dust ; 
 
 Vain is the help of flesh and blood ; 
 Their breath departs, their pomp and power 
 And thoughts all vanish in an hour ; 
 
 Nor can they make their promise good. 
 
 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. 
 
 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; 
 The Lord supports the sinking mind ; 
 
 He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, 
 He helps the stranger in distress. 
 The widow and the fatherless, 
 
 And grants the prisoner sweet release. 
 
 He loves his saints, he knows them well, 
 But turns the wicked down to hell ; 
 
 Thy God, Zion, ever reigns: 
 Let every tongue, let every age, 
 In this exalted work engage ; 
 
 Praise him in everlasting strains. 
 56 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 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. 
 
 58 H. M. 
 
 1 Let every creature join 
 
 To bless Jehovah's name, 
 And every power unite 
 
 To swell th' exalted theme ; 
 Let nature raise, from every tongue, 
 A general song of grateful praise. 
 
 2 But, 0. from human tongues 
 
 Should nobler praises tiow, 
 And every thankful heart 
 
 With warm devotion glow ; 
 Your voices raise, you highly blest ; 
 xVbove the rest declare his praise. 
 
 3 Assist me, gracious God ; 
 
 My heart, my voice inspire ; 
 Then shall 1 humbly join 
 
 The universal choir ; 
 Thy love can raise my heart and tongue, 
 And tune my song to lively praise. 
 
 57 
 
THE PP>,AISES OF GOD. 
 
 59 C. M. 
 
 1 Sing to the Lord in joyful strains ; 
 
 Let earth his praise resound ; 
 Let all the cheerful nations join 
 To spread his glory round. 
 
 2 Thou city of the Lord, begin 
 
 The universal song; 
 And let the scattered villages 
 The cheerful notes prolong ; — 
 
 3 Till, 'midst the strains of distant lands, 
 
 The islands sound his praise ; 
 And all, combined, with one accord, 
 Jehovah's glories raise. 
 
 60 C. M. 
 
 1 Lift up to God the voice of praise, 
 
 Whose breath our souls inspired ; 
 Loud, and more loud, the anthems raise, 
 With grateful ardor fired. 
 
 2 Lift up to Grod the voice of praise, 
 
 Whose goodness, passing thought. 
 Loads every moment, as it flies, 
 With benefits unsought. 
 5d 
 
THE PRAISES OP GOD. 
 
 3 Lift up to God the voice of praise, 
 
 From whom salvation /flows, 
 Who sent his Son our souls to save 
 From everlasting woes. 
 
 4 Lift up to God the voice of praise, 
 
 For hope's transporting ray. 
 Which lights, through darkestshades of death. 
 To realyis of endless day. 
 
 61 C. M. 
 
 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, my God, 
 
 Above the starry frame ; 
 Diffuse thy heavenly grace abroad, 
 And teach the world thy name. 
 
 4 So shall thy chosen sons rejoice, 
 
 And throng thy courts above, 
 While sinners hear thy pardoning voice^ 
 And taste redeeming; love. 
 
 59 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 62 6s. & 4s. 
 
 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 
 Triumphant sounds of 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 you 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. 
 
 63 L. M. 
 
 1 praise the Lord in that blest place 
 
 From whence his goodness largely flows 
 Praise him in heaven, where he his face 
 Unveiled in perfect glory shows. 
 60 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 2 Praise him for all the mighty acts 
 
 AYhic'i he in our behalf hath done ; 
 His kindness this return exacts, 
 
 With which our praise should equal run, 
 
 3 Let all, who vital breath enjoy, 
 
 The breath he doth to them afford 
 In just returns of praise employ ; 
 Let every creature praise the Lord. 
 
 64 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 Praise the Lord ; you heavens, adore him 
 
 Praise him, angels, in the height; 
 Sun and moon, rejoics before him ; 
 Praise him, all you 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, 
 
 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 Grod of our salvation; 
 
 Hosts on high, his power proclaim; 
 Heaven and earth and all creation, 
 Praise and magnify his name. 
 
 6 61 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 65 7s. 
 
 1 Praise the Lord ; his glory bless ; 
 Praise him in his holiness ; 
 Praise him as the theme inspires ; 
 Praise him as his fame requires. 
 
 2 Let the trumpet's lofty sound 
 Spread its loudest notes around ; 
 Let the harp unite, in praise, 
 With the sacred minstrel's lays. 
 
 3 Let the organ join to bless 
 
 God, the Lord our 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. 
 
 66 L M 
 
 1 Be thou, God, exalted high ; 
 And as thy glory fills the sky, 
 So let it be on earth displayed, 
 Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. 
 62 
 
THE PRAISES OF GOD. 
 
 2 Grod, my heart is fixed ; 'tis bent 
 Its thankful tribute to present; 
 
 And, with my heart, my voice I'll raise 
 To thee, my God, in songs of praise. 
 
 3 Thy praises. Lord, I will resound 
 To all the listening nations round ; 
 Thy mercy highest heaven trau^cends ; 
 Thy truth beyond the clouds extends. 
 
 4 Be thou. God, exalted high ; 
 And as thy glory fills the sk}', 
 So let it be on earth displayed, 
 Till thou art here, as there, obeyed. 
 
 67 L. M. 
 
 1 There seems a voice in every gale, 
 A tongue in every opening flower, 
 "Which tells, Lord, the wondrous tale 
 
 Of thy indulgence, love, and power ; 
 The birds, that rise on quivering wing, 
 
 Appear to hymn their Maker's praise, 
 And all the mingling sounds of spring 
 To thee a general anthem raise. 
 
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THE PROMISE OF A MESSIAH. 
 
 2 And shall my voice, great God. alone 
 
 Be mute 'midst Nature's loud acclaim, 
 Nor let my heart, with answering tone. 
 
 Breathe forth in praise thy holy name? 
 All Nature's debt is small to mine, 
 
 For Nature soon shall cease to be ; 
 But — matchless proof of love divine — 
 
 Thou giv'st immortal life to me. 
 
 THE PROMISE OF A IHESSIAH. 
 
 68 L. M. 
 
 1 Behold the Abrahamic seed ! 
 Behold the great Messiah come ! 
 Behold the prophets all. agreed 
 To give him the superior room ! 
 
 2 Abra'm the saint rejoic'd of old, 
 When visions of the Lord he saw 
 Moses the man of God foretold 
 This great fulfiller of his law. 
 
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THE PROMISE OF A MESSIAH. 
 
 3 The types bore witness to his name, 
 Obtain'd their chief design, and ceas'd ; 
 The incense and the bleeding lamb, 
 The ark, the altar, and the priest. 
 
 4 Predictions in abundance meet 
 
 To join their blessings on his head ; 
 Jesus, we worship at thy feet, 
 And nations own the promis'd seed. 
 
 69 lis. M. 
 
 1 A voice from the desert comes peaceful and 
 
 shrill ; 
 The Lord is advancing ! prepare you the 
 
 way; 
 The word of Jehovah he comes to fulfil, 
 And o'er the dark world pour the splendor 
 
 of day. 
 
 2 Bring down the proud mountain, though 
 
 towering to heaven. 
 And be the low valley exalted on high : 
 The rough path and crooked be made smooth 
 
 and even, 
 For, Zion ! your King, your Redeemer is 
 
 nigh. 
 
 3 The beams of salvation his progress illume ; 
 The lone dreary wilderness sings of her Lord ; 
 The rose and the myrtle there suddenly bloom, 
 And the olive of peace spreads its branches 
 
 abroad. 
 
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THE PROMISE OF A MESSIAH. 
 
 70 C. M. 
 
 1 Behold my servant ; see bim rise 
 
 Exalted in my might ! 
 Him have I chosen, and in him 
 I place supreme delight. 
 
 2 On him, in rich effusion poured, 
 
 My Spirit shall descend; 
 My truths and judgment he shall show 
 To earth's remotest end. 
 
 3 Gentle and still shall be his voice ; 
 
 No threats from bim proceed ; 
 The smoking flax shall he not quench, 
 Nor break the bruised reed. 
 
 4 The feeble spark to flames he'll raise ; 
 
 The weak will not despise ; 
 Judgment he shall bring forth to truth, 
 And make the fallen rise. 
 
 5 The progress of his zeal and power 
 
 Shall never now decline, 
 Till foreign lands and distant isles 
 Receive the law divine. 
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THE INCARNATION. 
 
 71 L. M. 
 
 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 Lord. 
 
 2 All you 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 Zion shall his glories sing, 
 
 And earth confess her sovereign King. 
 
 7 2 CM. 
 
 1 Thus saith the Lord, " Your work is vain. 
 
 Give your burnt oflferings'o'er, 
 In dying goats and bullocks slain, 
 My soul delights no more." 
 
 2 Then spake the Saviour, " Lo, I'm here. 
 
 My God, to do thy will : 
 Whate'er thy sacred books declare 
 Thy servant shall fulfil. 
 
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THE INCARNATION. 
 
 3 " Thy law is ever in my sight, 
 
 I keep it near my heart : 
 Mine ej^es are opened with delight 
 To what thy lips impart." 
 
 4 And see, the blest Redeemer comes, 
 
 Th' glorious Son appears, 
 And at th' appointed time assumes 
 The body God prepares. 
 
 73 L. M. 
 
 1 The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought. 
 Exceed our praise, surmount our thought : 
 Should I attempt the long detail. 
 
 My speech would faint, my numbers fail. 
 
 2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, 
 
 Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt ; 
 But thou hast set before our eyes 
 An all-sufficient sacrifice. 
 
 3 Lo ! thy beloved Son appears. 
 To thy designs he bows his ears ; 
 Assumes a body well prepared, 
 And well performs a work so hard. 
 
 4 "Behold, I come," the Saviour cries. 
 With love and duty in his eyes, 
 
 " I come, to bear the heavy load 
 Of sins, and do thy will, my Grod. 
 
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THE INCARNATION. 
 
 '"Tis written in thy great decree, 
 'Tis in thy book foretold of me, 
 I must fulfil the Saviour's part, 
 And lo ! thy law is in my heart." 
 
 74 P. M. 
 
 1 No war nor battle's sound 
 Was heard the world around ; 
 
 No hostile chiefs to furious combat ran ; 
 
 But peaceful was the night, 
 
 In which the Prince of light 
 His reign of peace upon the earth began. 
 
 2 The herdsmen on the lawn, 
 Before the point of dawn, 
 
 In social circle sat ; while, all around, 
 " The gentle, fleecy brood 
 Or crooped the flowery food. 
 Or slept, or sported on the verdant ground. 
 
 3 When lo ! with ravished ears. 
 Each swain delighted hears 
 
 Sweet music, ofi"spring of no mortal hand ; 
 
 Divinely warbled voice. 
 
 Answering the stringed noise, 
 With blissful rapture charmed the listening 
 band. 
 
THE IXCARXATION. 
 
 4 Hail, hail, auspicious morn ! 
 
 The Saviour, Christ is born ! 
 Such was the raptured seraph's song sublime. 
 
 Glory to God in heaven ! 
 
 To man sweet peace be given, 
 Sweet peace and friendship, to the end of time ! 
 
 75 L. M. 
 
 1 Our souls shall magnify the Lord ; 
 In Christ the Saviour we rejoice : 
 While we repeat the virgin's song. 
 May the same spirit tune our voice. 
 
 2 The Highest saw her low estate, 
 
 And mighty things his hand hath done : 
 His over-shadowing pow'r and grace 
 Made her the mother of his son. 
 
 3 He spoke to Abra'm and his seed, 
 
 '• In thee shall all the earth be bless'd ;" 
 The mem'ry of that ancient word 
 Lay long in his eternal breast. 
 
 4 And now no more shall Isr'el wait, 
 No more the Gentiles lie forlorn : 
 Lo, the desire of nations come; 
 Behold the promis'd seed is born ! 
 
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THE INCARNATIOX. 
 
 5 To those that fear and trust the Lord, 
 His mercy stands for ever sure ; 
 From age to age his promise lives, 
 And the performance is secure. 
 
 76 S. M. 
 
 1 Behold! the grace appears, 
 
 The promise is fulfilled ; 
 Mary, the favor'd virgin, bears, 
 And Jesus is the child. 
 
 2 The great, th' eternal Grod, 
 
 Calls him his only Son : 
 He bids him rule the lands abroad, 
 And gives him David's throne. 
 
 3 O'er Jacob shall he reign. 
 
 With a peculiar sway : 
 The- nations shall his grace obtain, 
 His kingdom ne'er decay. 
 
 4 Glory to God on high, 
 
 And heav'nly peace on earth ; 
 Good-will to men, to angels joy, 
 At the Redeemer's birth. 
 
 5 In worship so divine. 
 
 Angels employ'd their tongues ; 
 We, with the hosts celestial join, 
 And loud repeat their songs. 
 
 71 
 
THE INCARNATION. 
 
 6 Glory to God on high, 
 
 And heav'nlj peace on earth ; 
 Good-will to men, to angels joy, 
 At our Redeemer's birth. 
 
 77 C. M. 
 
 1 Awake, awake, the sacred song 
 
 To our incarnate Lord : 
 Let ev'ry heart and every tongue. 
 Adore th' eternal Word. 
 
 2 Jehovah's wisdom, pow'r, and love, 
 
 Shone in their brightest forms, 
 "When Jesus left his throne above, 
 To dwell with sinful worms. 
 
 3 To dwell with mis'ry here below. 
 
 The Saviour left the skies ; 
 And sunk to wretchedness, and woe. 
 That worthless men might rise. 
 
 4 Adoring angels tun'd their songs, 
 
 To hail the joyful day: 
 With rapture, then, let mortal tongues 
 Their grateful worship pay. 
 
 5 What glory, Lord, to thee is due ! 
 
 With wonder we adore ; 
 But. could we sing as angels do. 
 Our highest praise were poor. 
 
THE INCARNATION. 
 
 78 H. M. 
 
 1 The long expected morn, 
 Has dawn'd upon the earth ; 
 The Saviour, Christ, is born, 
 And Angels sing his birth ; 
 
 We'll join the bright seraphic throng, 
 And share their joys and swell their song. 
 
 2 Good will and peace divine, 
 To highly favor'd man : 
 
 No wisdom, Lord, but thine 
 Could form the gracious plan : 
 To save the guilty and the lost. 
 Thyself remaining true and just. 
 
 3 Praise then the Lord most high, 
 On earth he deign'd to dwell, 
 Incarnate to destroy 
 
 The works of death and hell ; 
 Hosanna in the highest strain, 
 Gi-reat peace on earth — good will to men. 
 
 79 L. M. 
 
 The lands, that long in darkness lay, 
 Now have beheld a heav'nly light ; 
 Nations that sat in death's cold shade. 
 Are bless'd with beams divinely bright. 
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THE INCARNATION. 
 
 2 The virgin's promis'd Son is born ; 
 Behold th' expected child appears ! 
 What shall his names or titles be ? 
 The Wonderful, the Counsellor. 
 
 3 The government of earth and seas 
 Upon his shoulders shall be laid ; 
 His wide dominions shall increase, 
 And honors to his name be paid. 
 
 4 Jesus, the holy child, shall sit 
 High on his father David's throne ; 
 Shall crush his foes beneath his feet, 
 And reign to ages yet unknown. 
 
 SO* 7s. 
 
 1 Hark ! the herald-angels sing, 
 Grlory to the new-born King ; 
 Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
 Sinners to Grod are reconcil'd. 
 
 2 Joyful, all you nations, rise, 
 Join the triumph of the skies ; 
 With the heav'nly host proclaim, 
 Christ is born in Bethlehem. 
 
 3 Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd, 
 Christ, the everlasting Lord, 
 Lowly laid his glory by ; 
 
 Born for men, for men he died. 
 
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THE INCARNATION. 
 
 4 Hail ! thou heav'n-born Prince of peace 
 Hail ! thou Sun of righteousness ; 
 Ris'n with healing on thy wings, 
 Light and life thy rising brings. 
 
 81 L. M. 
 
 1 Ere the blue heavens were stretch'd abroad 
 From everlasting was the Word ; 
 
 With God he was ; the Word was God, 
 And must divinely be ador'd. 
 
 2 By his own power were all things made ; 
 By him supported all things stand ; 
 
 He is the whole creation's Head, 
 And angels fly at his command. 
 
 3 Ere sin began, or Satan fell, 
 
 He led the host of morning stars ; 
 
 (Thy generation who can tell. 
 
 Or count the number of thy years ?) 
 
 4 But lo. he leaves those heavenly forms, 
 The Word descends and dwells in clay, 
 That he may converse hold with worms, 
 Drest in such feeble flesh as they. 
 
 5 Mortals with joy behold his face, 
 Th' eternal Father's only Son ; 
 
 How full of truth ! how full of grace ! 
 When from his flesh his glory shone. 
 
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THE MESSIAH HAS COME. 
 
 82 7s. M. 
 
 1 Sons of men, behold from far, 
 Hail the long-expected star ! 
 Star of truth that gilds the night, 
 And guides bewildered man aright. 
 
 2 Mild it shines on all beneath, 
 Piercino; throu2;h the shades of death 
 Scattering error's wide-spread night; 
 Kindling darkness into light. 
 
 3 Nations all, remote and near, 
 Haste to see your Lord appear ; 
 Haste, for him your hearts prepare, 
 Meet him manifested there ! 
 
 4 There behold the day-spring rise, 
 Pouring light on mortal eyes ; 
 See it chase the shades away, 
 Shining to the perfect day ! 
 
 83 C. M. 
 
 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. 
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THE MESSIAH HAS COME. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth ! the Saviour reigns ! 
 
 Let men their songs employ ; 
 "While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains 
 Repeat the sounding joy. 
 
 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, 
 
 Nor thorns infest the ground ; 
 He comes to make his blessings flow 
 As far as sin 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. 
 
 84 S. M. 
 
 Behold the Prince of Peace ! 
 
 The chosen of the Lord, 
 Grod's well-beloved Son, fulfils 
 
 The sure prophetic word. 
 
 No royal pomp adorns 
 
 This King of Righteousness : 
 
 Meekness and patience, truth and love 
 Compose his princely dress. 
 
 The Spirit of the Lord, 
 
 In rich abundance shed, 
 On this great prophet gently lights, 
 
 And rests upon his head. 
 
 7* 77 
 
THE MESSIAH HAS COME. 
 
 4 Jesus, tlie light of men ! 
 
 His doctrine life imparts ; 
 O may we feel its quickening power 
 Within our cheerful hearts. 
 
 5 Cheered by its beams, our souls 
 
 Shall run the heavenly way : 
 The path which Christ has marked and trod. 
 Will lead to endless day. 
 
 85 C. M. 
 
 1 Jehovah spoke, and Gabriel sped, 
 
 Upborne on wings of light ; 
 Celestial glory round him spread, 
 And changed to day^ the night. 
 
 2 Swift down to earth the herald flew, 
 
 From God's eternal throne ; 
 His shining robe, of rainbow hue. 
 The stars, moon, sun, outshone. 
 
 3 The voice of Love was heard on high. 
 
 Loud anthems rolled around ; 
 Ten thousand angels left the sky 
 To chant salvation's sound. 
 
 4 From Z ion's hill to worlds above 
 
 Re-echoed back the strain, 
 And golden harps, attuned to love, 
 Thus swept Ephratah's plain ; — 
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THE MESSIAH HAS COME. 
 
 5 He comes ! the mighty Saviour comes ! 
 
 Grood will, peace, joy, prevail ; 
 Glad tidings shout ; prepare him room ; 
 Hail, glorious Saviour, hail ! 
 
 6 "Wide o'er the world thy sceptre sway, 
 
 Till nations jDrostrate fall ; 
 Kings, princes, men, thy law obey, 
 And crown thee Lord of all. 
 
 86 S. M. 
 
 1 Joy to the world below — 
 
 The Lord himself is come ! 
 Let mighty kings before him bow, 
 And monarchs give him room. 
 
 2 Joy to the earth he brings, 
 
 And angels shout his praise ; 
 Let every soul an anthem sing 
 In heaven-inspiring lays. 
 
 3 He rules with truth and grace, 
 
 And makes the nations prove 
 The glories of his righteousness, 
 And wonders of his love. 
 
 87 L. M. 
 
 1 From Jesse's root a Branch did rise, 
 Whose fragrance fills the lofty skies. 
 Which spreads its leaves from pole to pole, 
 A healing balm for every soul. 
 
 79 
 
THE MESSIAH HAS COME. 
 
 The sick, the weak, the halt, and blind, 
 In him do aid and comfort find, — 
 A remedy for every wound. 
 Or moral pain, that can be found. 
 
 This is the Saviour long foretold ; 
 Hear him, ye deaf ; ye blind, behold : 
 He's come to make his grace abound, 
 x\s far as sin or death is found. 
 
 88 7s. 6s. 
 
 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. 
 
 He comes, with succor speedy 
 
 To those who suffer wrong ; 
 To help the poor and needy. 
 
 And bid the weak be strong ; 
 To give them songs for sighing. 
 
 Their darkness turn to light. 
 Whose souls, condemn'd and dying, 
 
 Were precious in his sight. 
 «0 
 
THE MESSIAH HAS COME. 
 
 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. 
 
 For him shall pray'r 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 forever: 
 
 That name to us is — Love. 
 
 '89 6s. 8s. 
 
 1 In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands, 
 
 Immersing the repenting Jews ; 
 
 The Son of God the rite demands, 
 
 Nor dares the holy man refuse: 
 
 Jesus descends beneath the wave, 
 
 The emblem of his future grave ! 
 
 81 
 
THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRIST. 
 
 But. lo ! from yonder op'ning skies, 
 What beams of dazzling glory spread ! 
 
 Dove-like the Holy Spirit flies, 
 
 And lights on the Redeemer's head : 
 
 Amaz'd they see the power divine 
 
 Around the Saviour's temples shine. 
 
 Then does the Father loud proclaim, 
 In audience of the wond'ring crowd; 
 
 Attend all nations ; hear the name 
 His Father gave : he spoke aloud : 
 
 This is my well-beloved Son ! 
 
 I see, well pleas'd, what he has done ! 
 
 THE SUFFERINGS AN13 DEATH OF CHRIST, 
 
 90 L. M. 
 
 1 Behold the man ! how glorious he! 
 Before his foes he stands unawed, 
 x\nd. without wrong or blasphemy. 
 He claims to be the son of God. 
 
 2 Behold the man ! by all condemned, 
 Assaulted by a host of foes ; 
 
 His person and his claims contemned, 
 A man of sufferings and of woes. 
 
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THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRIST. 
 
 3 Behold the man ! so weak he seems. 
 
 His awful word inspires no fear ; 
 
 But soon must he who now blasphemes, 
 
 Before his judgment seat appear. 
 
 4 Behold the man ! though scorned below, 
 He bears the greatest name above; 
 The angels at his footstool bow, 
 And all his royal claims approve. 
 
 91 L. M. 
 
 1 He dies ! the Friend of sinners dies ! 
 
 Lo, Salem's daughters weep around, 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies, 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 
 
 2 Here's love and grief beyond degree ; 
 
 The Lord of glory dies for men ; 
 But, lo, what sudden joys we see, — 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 
 
 3 Break off your tears, you saints, and say. 
 
 How high your great Deliverer reigns ; 
 Sing how he rose to endless day. 
 
 And led the tyrant Death in chains. 
 
 4 Say, Live forever, glorious King, 
 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save ! 
 Then ask the monster, Where's thy sting. 
 And, Where's thy victory, boasting grave ? 
 
 83 
 
THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHUIST. 
 
 92 L. M. 
 
 1 " Father divine," the Saviour cried, 
 While horrors pressed on every side, 
 And prostrate on the ground he lay, 
 " Remove this bitter cup away. 
 
 2 " But if these pangs must still be borne, 
 Or helpless man be left forlorn, 
 
 I bow my soul before thy throne, 
 
 And say, — Thy will, not mine, be done." 
 
 '3 Thus our submissive souls would bow, 
 And, taught by Jesus, lie as low; 
 Our hearts, and not our lips alone. 
 Would say, — Thy will, not ours, be done. 
 
 4 Then, though like him in dust we lie, 
 We'll view the blissful moment nigh, 
 Which, from our portion in his pains, 
 Calls to the joy in which he reigns. 
 
 93 L. M. 
 
 1 The morning dawns upon the place 
 Where Jesus spent the night in prayer: 
 Through yielding glooms behold his face. 
 Nor form nor comeliness is there. 
 84 
 
THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 Last eve. by those he called his own, 
 Betrayed, forsaken or denied, 
 
 He met his enemies.alone, 
 
 In all their malice, rage, and pride. 
 
 3 No guile within his mouth is found. 
 He neither threatens nor complains ; 
 Meek as a lamb for slaughter bound. 
 Dumb midst his murderers he remains. 
 
 4 But hark ! He prays, — 'tis for his foes ; 
 He speaks — 'tis comfort to'his friends ; 
 Answers — and Paradise bestows ; 
 
 He bows his head ; the conflict ends. 
 
 5 Truly this was the Son of Grod ! — 
 Though in a servant's mean disgu; 
 And bruised beneath the Father's 
 Not for himself, — for man he dies. 
 
 94 L. M. 
 
 From tribulation's gloomy vale. 
 
 Where Jesus bowed, where Jesus bled 
 The suffering, conquering Lamb of God 
 
 Shall lift on high his glorious head. 
 
 For rebel man the Saviour died ; 
 
 For man he burst the rocky tomb. 
 And oped by death a door of hope. 
 
 That enters on the world to come. 
 8 fco 
 
THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRISl 
 
 The bow, the sword, the sting of death, 
 Christ Jesus' death has turned away, 
 
 And Achor's vale, this^vale of tears, 
 Now beams with everlasting day. 
 
 95 L. M. 
 
 1 Now let our mournful songs record 
 The sorrows of our dying Lord, 
 "When he complain'd in tears and blood, 
 As one forsaken by his God. 
 
 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, 
 
 And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn 
 " He rescu'd others from the grave, 
 Now let him try himself to save. 
 
 3 '• This is the man did once pretend 
 God was his Father and his Friend ; 
 If God, the blessed, lov'd him so. 
 Why does he fail to help him now ?" 
 
 4 ! savage people ! cruel priests ! 
 
 How they stood round like raging beasts ! 
 
 Like lions gaping to devour. 
 
 When God had left him in their power ! 
 
 5 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. 
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THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRIST. 
 
 But God his Father heard his cry ; 
 Rais'd from the dead he reigns on high ; 
 The nations learn his righteousness, 
 And humble sinners taste his grace. 
 
 96 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 
 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 See ! it rends the rocks asunder, 
 
 Shakes the earth, and veils the sky! 
 It is finish'd ! 
 Hear the dying Saviour cry. 
 
 2 It is finish'd ! what pleasure 
 
 Do these precious words afford ! 
 Heav'nly pleasures without measure 
 Flow to us from Christ the Lord ; 
 
 It is finish'd ! 
 Saints, the dying words record. 
 
 3 Finish'd all the types and shadows 
 
 Of the once unfinish'd law 
 Finish'd all that God had promis'd. 
 Death and hell no more shall awe : 
 
 It is finish'd ! 
 Saints, from this your comfort draw. 
 
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THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRIST. 
 
 Tune your harps anew, you seraphs, 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme ; 
 
 All on earth and all in heaven, 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Grlory to the bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 97 L. M. 
 
 1 Stretched on the cross, the Saviour dies! 
 Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! 
 
 See, how the sacred crimson tide 
 Flows from his hands, his feet, his side. 
 
 2 But life attends the deathful sound, 
 And flows from every bleeding wound ; 
 The vital stream, how free it flows 
 
 To save and cleanse his rebel foes ! 
 
 3 To sufi"er in the traitor's place, 
 To die for man — surprising grace ! 
 Yet pass rebellious angels by — 
 
 why for man, dear Saviour, why ? 
 
 4 And didst thou bleed? — for sinners bleed? 
 And could the sun behold the deed ? 
 
 No ! he withdrew his sickening ray. 
 And darkness veiled the morning day. 
 
THE SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF CHRIST. 
 
 5 Can T survey this scene of woe, 
 
 Where mingling grief and wonder flow, 
 And yet my heart unmoved remain, 
 Insensible to love or pain 1 
 
 98 L. M. 
 
 1 'Tis finished ! so the Saviour cried, 
 And meekly bowed his head, and died. 
 'Tis finished ! yes, the race is run, 
 The battle fought, the victory won. 
 
 2 'Tis finished ! all that heaven decreed. 
 And all the ancient prophets said, 
 
 Is now fulfilled, as was designed, 
 In Christ, the Saviour of mankind. 
 
 3 'Tis finished ! Aaron now no more 
 Must stain his robes with purple gore : 
 The sacred veil is rent in twain. 
 
 And Jewish rites no more remain. 
 
 'Tis finished! let the joyful sound 
 Be heard through all the nations round : 
 'Tis finished ! let the echo fly 
 Through heaven, and earth, and sea and sky. 
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THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 99 7s. M. 
 
 1 Angels, roU'cl the rock away ; 
 Death, gave up the mighty prey ; 
 Then, the Saviour left the tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 2 Sing you seraphs ; Gabriel, raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Echo to the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Heaven spread her portals wide; 
 
 The Glorious Hero, through them rode ; 
 The King of glory, took his throne : 
 Boundless empire is his own. 
 
 4 Praise him, you celestial choirs. 
 Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; 
 Praise him in the noblest songs. 
 From ten thousand thousand tongues. 
 
 100 L. M. 
 
 1 When we the sacred grave survey, 
 In which the Saviour deign'd to lie, 
 We see fulfilled what Prophets say, 
 And all the pow'r of death defv. 
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THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 This empty tomb shall now proclaim 
 How weak the bands of conquer'd death ; 
 Sure pledge that all who trust his name 
 Shall rise and draw immortal breath. 
 
 3 Jesus, once number'd with the dead, 
 Unseals his eyes to sieep no more; 
 And ever lives their cause to plead, 
 For whom the pains of death he bore. 
 
 4 Then, though in dust we lay our head, 
 Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave 
 Our flesh forever with the dead. 
 
 Nor lose thy children in the grave ! 
 
 101 8s 
 
 1 Behold, the bright morning appear'd, 
 ■ And Jesus revived from the grave; 
 His rising removes all our fears, 
 
 And shows him almighty to save. 
 
 2 How strong were his tears and his cries! 
 
 The worth of his blood how divine ! 
 How perfect is his sacrifice, 
 
 Who rose, though he suffered for sin. 
 
 3 The man that was crowned with thorns, 
 
 The man that on Calvary died. 
 The man that bore scourging and scorns, 
 Whom sinners agreed to deride — 
 
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THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 4 Now blessed forever is made. 
 
 And life has rewarded his pain ; 
 Now glory has crowned his head ; 
 
 Heav'n sings of the Lamb that was slain. 
 
 5 Believing, we share in his joy ; 
 
 By faith we partake in his rest ; 
 With this we can cheerfully die, 
 For with him we hope to be blest. 
 
 6 We wait for his coming again, 
 
 To raise us to honor and fame ; 
 This glor}^ his saints shall obtain ; 
 His foes shall be clothed with shame. 
 
 102 P.M. 
 
 1 Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, 
 For Jesus hath risen, and saints cannot die ; 
 
 Yain were the terrors that gathered aroun-d him, 
 
 And short the dominion of death and the grave ; 
 
 He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound 
 him, 
 
 Besplendent in glory, to live and to save: 
 Loud was the chorus of angels on high, — 
 The Saviour hath risen and saints cannot die. 
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THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 Glory to God. in full anthems of joy, 
 
 The being he gave us death cannot destroy: 
 
 Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow, 
 
 If tears were our birthright, and death were our 
 end; 
 
 But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sor- 
 row, 
 
 And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend : 
 Lift then your voices in triumph on high, 
 For Jesus hath risen, and saints shall not die. 
 
 103 C. M. 
 
 1 Again the Lord of life and light 
 
 Awakes the kindling ray ; 
 Unseals the eyelids of the morn. 
 And pours increasing day. 
 
 2 what a night was that which wrapt 
 . The heathen world in gloom ! 
 
 what a sun, which broke, this day, 
 Triumphant from the tomb ! 
 
 3 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hosannas sung ; 
 Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
 And praise on every tongue. 
 
 4 Ten thousand differing lips shall join 
 
 To hail this welcome morn ; 
 Which scatters blessings from its wings 
 To nations yet unborn. 
 
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^THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 104 S M 
 
 1 "The Lord is risen indeed;" 
 And are the tidings true ? 
 
 The Apostles saw the Saviour bleed, 
 And saw him living too. 
 
 2 The Lord is risen indeed ; 
 Then death has lost his prey ; 
 
 With him is risen the ransomed seed, 
 To reign in endless day. 
 
 3 The Lord is risen indeed ; 
 Attending angels hear ; 
 
 Up to the courts of heaven, with speed. 
 The joyful tidings bear. 
 
 4 Then take your golden lyres, 
 And strike each cheerful chord ; 
 
 Join all the bright celestial choirs, 
 To sinor our risen Lord. 
 
 105 7s. M. 
 
 1 Morning breaks upon the tomb ! 
 Jesus dissipates its gloom! 
 Day of triumph through the skies, 
 See the glorious Saviour rise ! 
 94 
 
THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 Christians, dry your flowing tears ; 
 Chase those unbelieving fears ; 
 Look on his deserted grave ; 
 Doubt no more his power to save. 
 
 3 You who are of death afraid, 
 Triumph in the scattered shade ; ' 
 Drive your anxious fears away ; 
 See the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 4 So the rising sun appears, 
 Shedding radiance o'er the spheres; 
 So returning beams of light 
 Chase the terrors of the night. 
 
 106 6s. & 4s. 
 
 1 Yes, the Redeemer rose ; 
 The Saviour left the dead, 
 And o'er his hellish foes 
 High rais'd his conqu'ring head: 
 In wild dismay. 
 
 The guards around 
 Fall to the ground, 
 And sink away. 
 
 95 
 
THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 Lo ! the angelic bands 
 In full assembly meet, 
 
 To wait his high commandSj 
 And worship at his feet: 
 Joyful they come. 
 
 And wing their way 
 From realms of day 
 To Jesus tomb. 
 
 3 Then back to heaven they fly. 
 The joyful news to bear ; 
 Hark! as they soar on high, 
 What music fills the air : 
 
 Their anthems say, 
 " Jesus who bled 
 Has left the dead — 
 
 He rose to-day !" 
 
 4 You mortals, catch the sound, 
 Redeem'd by him from hell, 
 And send the echo round 
 
 The globe on which you dwell ; 
 Transported cry, 
 
 '' Jesus who bled 
 Has left the dead, 
 No more to die !" 
 96 
 
THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 All hail ! triumphant Lord, 
 Who sav'd us b}' thy blood ; 
 Wide be thy name ador'd, 
 Thou reigning Son of God ! 
 With thee we rise, 
 
 With thee we reign. 
 And kingdoms gain 
 Beyond the skies. 
 
 107 8s 
 
 1 The angels that watched round the tomb 
 
 Where low the Redeemer was laid, 
 When deep in mortality's gloom 
 He hid for a season his head ; 
 
 2 That veil'd their fair face while he slept, 
 
 And ceased their sweet harps to employ. 
 Have wituess'd his rising, and swept 
 The chords with the triumphs of joy. 
 
 3 You saints, who once languish'd below, 
 
 But long since have enter'd your rest, 
 I pant to be glorified too, 
 
 To lean on Immanuel's breast! 
 
 4 The grave in which Jesus was laid 
 
 Has buried my guilt and my fears ; 
 And while I contemplate its shade. 
 The light of his presence appears. 
 9 97 
 
THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 5 sweet is the season of rest, 
 
 AVhea life's weary journey is done! 
 The blush that spreads over its west, 
 The last ling'ring ray of its sun ! 
 
 6 Though dreary the empire of night, 
 
 I soon shall emerge from its gloom, 
 And see immortality's light 
 
 Arise on the shades of the tomb. 
 
 7 Then welcome the last rending sighs, 
 
 When these aching heartstrings shall break ; 
 When death shall extinguish these eyes, 
 And moisten with dew the pale cheek ! 
 
 8 No terror the prospect begets, 
 
 I am not mortality's slave. 
 The sunbeam of life as it sets 
 
 Leaves a halo of peace on the grave. 
 
 108 7s. 
 
 1 " Christ the Lord is ris'n to-day !" 
 Sons of men and angels say ; 
 Raise your jo^^s and triumphs high ; 
 Sing, you heav'ns, and earth reply ! 
 
 2 Love's redeeming work is done — 
 Fought the fight — the battle won — 
 Lo ! the Sun's eclipse is o'er ; 
 
 Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 
 98 
 
THE RESURRECTION OF CHRIST. 
 
 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
 Christ has burst the gates of he!i ; 
 Death in vain forbids his rise ; 
 Christ has open'd Paradise. 
 
 4 Lives again our glorious King ! 
 Where, death, is now thy sting? 
 Once he died our souls to save — 
 Where's thy vict'ry boasting grave ? 
 
 5 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
 Foll'wing our exalted Head ; 
 Made like Him, like Him we rise — 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 
 
 6 What though once we perish'd all, 
 Partners of our parents' fall, 
 Better life we now receive — 
 
 In our heav'nly Adam live. 
 
 7 Hail, thou Lord of earth and heav'n ! 
 Praise to thee by both be giv'n ; 
 Thee we greet, triumphant now — 
 Hail! the resurrection Thou. 
 
 99 
 
THE COMMANDMENT TO THE APOSTLES. 
 
 109 L. M. 
 
 1 " Go preach my gospel," saith the Lord, 
 " Bid the whole earth my grace receive ; 
 He shall be sav'd that trusts my word. 
 He shall be damn'd that won't believe. 
 
 2 " I'll make your great commission known, 
 And you shall prove my gospel true 
 
 By all the works that I have done. 
 By all the wonders you shall do. 
 
 3 '- Gro heal the sick, go raise the dead, 
 Go cast out demons in my name ; 
 Nor let my prophets be afraid. 
 
 Tho' Greeks reproach, and Jews blaspheme. 
 
 4 " Teach all the nations my commands, 
 I'm with you till the world shall end ; 
 All power is trusted in my hands, 
 
 I can destroy, and I defend." 
 
 5 He spoke, and light shone round his head. 
 On a bright cloud to heaven he rode : 
 They to the farthest nation spread 
 
 The grace of their ascended Lord. 
 100 
 
THE COMMANDMENT TO THE APOSTLES. 
 
 110 L. M. 
 
 1 Great was the day, the joy was great, 
 When the belov'd disciples met ; 
 And on their heads the Spirit came, 
 And sat like tongues of cloven flame. 
 
 2 What gifts, what miracles he gave ! 
 The power to kill — the power to save, 
 Furnish'd their tongues with wondrous words, 
 Instead of shields, and spears and swords. 
 
 3 Thus armed he sent the champions forth, 
 From East to West, from South to North : 
 " Go and assert your Saviour's cause — 
 Go, spread the myst'ry of his cross !" 
 
 4 These weapons of the holy v\^ar. 
 Of what almighty force they are 
 To make our stubborn passions bow, 
 And lay the proudest rebel low ! 
 
 5 The Greeks and Jews, the learn'd and rude, 
 Are by these heav'nly arms subdued ; 
 While Satan rages at his loss, 
 
 And hates the doctrine of the cross. 
 
 111 L. M. 
 
 1 'Twas the commission of our Lord, 
 " Go teach the nations, and baptize ;" 
 The nations have received the word 
 Since he ascended to the skies. 
 
 9* 101 
 
THE ASCENSION. 
 
 2 He sits upon th' eternal hills, 
 With grace and pardon in his hands; 
 And sends his cov'nant, with its seals. 
 To bless the distant Pagan lands. 
 
 3 " Reform and be immers'd," he saith, 
 " For the remission of j^our sins," 
 And thus our sense assists our faith, 
 And shows us what the gospel means 
 
 4 Our souls he washes in his blood, 
 As water makes the body clean ; 
 And the good spirit from our God 
 Descends like purifying rain. 
 
 THK ASCENSION. 
 
 112 L. M. 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead, 
 The Saviour is gone up on high ; 
 The powers of hell are captive led, 
 Drawn to the portals of the sky. 
 
 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay — 
 Lift up your heads, you heav'nly gates ! 
 You everlasting doors, give way ! 
 102 
 
THE ASCENSION. 
 
 3 Loose all your bars of massy ligbt, 
 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, who all his foes o'ercame ; 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew 
 And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name. 
 
 5 Lo ! his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 Lift up your heads, you heavenly gates 
 You everlasting doors, give way ! 
 
 6 '^ Who is the King of glory ?— Who ?" 
 The Lord of boundless might possess'd, 
 The King of saints and angels too. 
 Lord over all, forever blest ! 
 
 113 C. M. 
 
 1 This day be grateful homage paid, 
 
 And loud hosannas sung ; 
 Let gladness dwell in every heart, 
 And praise on every tongue. 
 
 2 Jesus, the Friend of human kind, 
 
 With strong compassion moved, 
 Descended from his Father, God, 
 To save the souls he loved. 
 
 103 
 
THE ASCENSION. 
 
 3 The powers of darkness leagued in vain 
 
 To bind his soul in death ; 
 He shook their kingdom, when he fell, 
 With his expiring breath. 
 
 4 And now his conquering chariot wheels 
 
 Ascend the lofty skies ; 
 While broke, beneath the Victor's cross, 
 Death's iron sceptre lies. 
 
 5 Exalted high at Grod's right hand, 
 
 And Lord of all below, 
 Through him is pardoning love dispensed, 
 And boundless blessings flow. 
 
 114 H. M. 
 
 1 Awake, our drowsy powers. 
 
 Shake off each slothful band ; 
 The wonders of this day 
 
 Our joyful songs demand. 
 Auspicious morn, its blissful rays 
 Bright seraphs hail in songs of praise. 
 
 2 At its approaching dawn, 
 
 Keluctant death resigned — 
 The glorious Prince of life 
 
 His dark domains confined ; 
 Angelic hosts around him bend, 
 And shout to see the Lord ascend. 
 104 
 
THE ASCE^'SION. 
 
 3 All hail, triumpliant Lord, 
 
 Heaven with hosannas rings, 
 While earth in humble strains 
 
 Thy praise responsive sings ; — 
 Worthy art thou, who once was slain. 
 Through endless years to live and reign. 
 
 115 C. M. 
 
 1 Beyond the glitt'ring starry sky, 
 
 Which Grod's right hand sustains, 
 There, in the boundless world of light, 
 Our great Redeemer reigns. 
 
 2 Legions of angels, strong and fair, 
 
 In countless armies shine 
 At his right hand, with golden harps, 
 To offer songs divine. 
 
 3 " Hail, Prince !" they cry, " forever hail !" 
 
 • Whose unexampled love 
 Mov'd thee to quit these blissful realms 
 And royalties above ! 
 
 4 While from the sons of men on earth 
 
 He sutfer'd rude disdain. 
 They threw their honors at his feet, 
 And waited in his train. 
 
 5 Through all his travels here below 
 
 They did his steps attend ; 
 Oft gaz'd, and wonder'd where at length 
 This scene of love would end. 
 
 105 
 
THE ASCENSION. 
 
 6 Tliey heard him in the garden groan, 
 
 And saw his sweat of blood : 
 They saw his pierced hands and feet 
 NaiPd to the cursed wood. 
 
 7 They saw him break the bars of death, 
 
 Which none e'er broke before, 
 And rise in conqu'ring majesty. 
 To stoop to death no more. 
 
 8 They brought his chariot from above, 
 
 To bear him to his throne ; 
 And with a shout exultinoj cried, 
 " The glorious work is done !" 
 
 116 L. M. 
 
 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 holy 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 captive made. 
 Were all in chains, like captives, led. 
 
 106 
 
THE ASCENSION. 
 
 Rais'd by his father to the throne, 
 He sent his promised Spirit down, 
 With gifts and grace for rebel men, 
 That God might dwell on earth again. 
 
 117 H. M. 
 
 1 All hail ! the glorious morn, 
 That saw our Saviour rise, 
 With vict'ry bright adorned, 
 And triumph in his eyes ; 
 
 You saints extol your risen Lord, 
 And sing his praise with sweet accord. 
 
 2 The conqueror ascends. 
 In triumph to the skies ; 
 Celestial hosts attend 
 To crown his victories ; 
 
 Hark ! they proclaim his glorious name ; 
 And heaven resounds Immanuel's fame. 
 
 3 All praise be to the Lamb, 
 Who offered up his blood ; 
 Hosannas to his name. 
 That for our ransom stood ; 
 
 In notes sublime, with joy we sing. 
 The love divine of Christ our king. 
 
 107 
 
THE CCKOKATION OP CHRIST. 
 
 118 C. M. 
 
 1 All hail the power of Jesus' name ! 
 
 Let angels prostrate fall ; 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Crown him, you martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from his altar call ; 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crownhim Lord of all. 
 
 3 You chosen seed of Israel's race, 
 
 A remnant weak and small, 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4 You Gentle sinners, ne'er forget 
 
 The wormwood and the gall ; 
 Go; spread your trophies at his feet, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5 Bahes, men, and sires, who know his love, 
 
 Who feel 3^our sin and thrall, 
 Now join with all the hosts above. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 6 Let ev'ry kindred, ev'ry tribe. 
 
 On this terrestrial ball, 
 To him all majesty ascribe. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 108 
 
THE COROXATION OF CHRIST. 
 
 that with yonder sacred throng 
 
 We at his feet may fall ! 
 We'll join the everlasting song, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 119 L. M. 
 
 1 Lo, what enraptured songs of praise 
 
 Resound through heaven to Christ the 
 Lord ! 
 Adoring angels on him gaze, 
 
 And swell the golden trump of fame. 
 
 2 Amid his smiles and glories bright, 
 
 Transported millions round hiui bend, 
 And, robed in life's primeval light, 
 The honors of his crown extend. 
 
 3 Salvation to the King they cry, 
 
 That sits upon the shining throne. 
 Who once for sinful men did die. 
 
 That he might seek and bring them home. 
 
 "1 Hosanna ! all may join the song, 
 
 In heaven, in earth, and in the seas ; 
 Salvation sound from every tongue 
 In swelling notes of ceaseless praise. 
 10 lUD 
 
THE CORONATION OF CHRIST. 
 
 120 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 Look, you saints : — the sight is glorious,- 
 
 See the Man of sorrows now ; 
 
 From the fight returned victorious, 
 
 Every knee to him shall bow : 
 
 Crown him, crown him ; 
 Crowns become the Victor's brow. 
 
 2 Crown the Saviour, angels, crown him ; 
 
 Rich the trophies Jesus brings ; 
 In the seat of power enthrone him, 
 While the heavenly concave rings : 
 
 Crown him, crown him : 
 Crown the Saviour King of kings. 
 
 3 Sinners in derision crowned him, 
 
 Mocking thus the Saviour's claim ; 
 Saints and angels crowd around him, 
 Own his title, praise his name : 
 
 Crown him, crown him ; 
 Spread abroad the Victor's fame. 
 
 4 Hark ! those bursts of acclamation ! 
 
 Hark ! those loud, triumphant chords! 
 Jesus takes the highest station ; 
 0, what joy the sight affords! 
 
 Crown him, crown him ; 
 King of kings, and Lord of lords. 
 liO 
 
THE CORONATION OF CHRIST. 
 
 121 7s. 6s. 
 
 1 Glory, glory to our King ! 
 
 Crowns unfading wreath his head ; 
 Jesus is the name we sing — 
 
 Jesus risen from the dead; 
 Jesus, Conqueror o'er the grave ; 
 Jesus, mighty now to save. 
 
 2 Now behold him high enthroned, 
 
 Glory beaming from his face, 
 By adoring angels owned, 
 
 King of holiness and grace : 
 for hearts and tongues to sing. 
 Glory, glory to our King ! 
 
 3 Jesus, on thy people shine ; 
 
 Warm our hearts and tune our tongues, 
 That with angels we may join, — 
 
 Share their bliss, and swell their songs : 
 Glory, honor, praise, and power, 
 Lord, be thine forevermore. 
 
 Ill 
 
THE REIGIV OF CHRIST. 
 
 122 L. M. 
 
 1 Thus the eternal Father spoke 
 
 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. 
 And sinners crowd thy temple gate, 
 Where holiness in beauty shines. 
 
 4 power divine ! glorious day ! 
 
 What a large victory shall ensue ! 
 And converts, who thy grace obey, 
 Exceed the drops of morning dew ! 
 
 123 6s. & 8s. 
 
 f 
 
 1 Rejoice — the Lord is Kin 
 The Prince of Life adore; 
 O Zion ! shout and sing, 
 And triumph evermore. 
 Lift up your heart, lift up your voice 
 With gladness great do you rejoice. 
 112 
 
THE REIGN OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns ; 
 His character is love ; 
 When he had purg'd our sins, 
 He took his seat above : 
 
 Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, 
 With gladness great do you rejoice. 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail ; 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; 
 
 The keys of death and hell 
 
 Are to our Saviour giv'n : 
 Lift up your heart, lift up your voice, 
 With gladness great do you rejoice. 
 
 4 He sits at God's right hand. 
 Till all his foes submit. 
 And bow at his command. 
 And fall beneath his feet : 
 
 Lift up your heart, lift up your voice 
 With gladness great do you rejoice. 
 
 124 C. M. 
 
 1 Jesus his empire shall extend ; 
 
 Beneath his gentle sway 
 Kings of the earth shall humbly bend, 
 And his commands obey. 
 
 2 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, 
 
 All nations shall be blest : 
 We hear the noise of war no more ; 
 He gives his people rest. 
 
 10* 113 
 
THE REIGN OF CHRIST. 
 
 As rain descends in gentle showers 
 Id each returning spring, 
 
 Awakes to life the fragrant flowers, 
 And makes creation sing, — 
 
 So Jesus, by his heavenly grace, 
 Descends on man below ; 
 
 His blessings on the human race 
 In gentle currents flow. 
 
 Long as the sun shall rule the day, 
 Or moon shall cheer the night, 
 
 The Saviour shall his sceptre sway. 
 By love's resistless might. 
 
 135 L. M. 
 
 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 this shall constant prayer be made. 
 And praises throng to 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. 
 
 114 
 
THE REIGN OF CHRIST. 
 
 Tlessings abound where'er he reigns ; 
 The prisoner leaps to loose his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 5 Where he displays his healing power 
 Death and the curse are known no more 
 In him the tribes of Adam boast 
 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
 6 Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honors to their King, 
 Ano;els descend with sono's aojain, 
 And earth repeat the long Amen. 
 
 1 26 S. M. 
 
 1 The Lord, the Saviour reigns, 
 • Let all the nations fear, 
 
 Let sinners tremble at his throne, 
 And saints be humble there. 
 
 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, 
 Let earth adore its Lord ; 
 
 Bright cherubs his attendants stand, 
 Swift to fulfil his word. 
 
 3 In Zion is his throne, 
 His honors are divine ; 
 
 His church shall make his wonders known, 
 For there his glories shine. 
 
 115 
 
THE REIGN OF CHRIST. 
 
 4 How holy is his name ! 
 How terrible his praise! 
 Justice, and truth, and judgment join 
 In all his works of grace. 
 
 127 L. M. 
 
 1 He reigns ! the Lord, the Saviour reigns I 
 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 ways 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, you saints, on high, 
 And sing, for your redemption's nigh. 
 
 128 P.M. 
 
 1 You servants of Christ, your Master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad his wonderful name : 
 The name all-victorious of Jesus extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, and rules over all. 
 lib 
 
THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 
 
 He ruletli on high, almighty to save, 
 And still he is nigh : his blessing we hare . 
 The great cojigregation his triumph shall sing, 
 Ascribing salvation to Jesus our King. 
 
 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. 
 
 THK PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 
 
 129 CM. 
 
 1 In Christ the Lord our eyes behold 
 
 A thousand glories more 
 Than all the gems and polished gold 
 The sons of Aaron wore. 
 
 2 Once in the circuit of a year, 
 
 "With blood — but not his own — 
 Aaron within the veil appeared, 
 Before the golden throne. 
 
 3 But Jesus, by his precious blood, 
 
 The Father's love displayed. 
 And, in the presence of our God, 
 Himself an offering made. 
 
 ir 
 
THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 
 
 The King of glory, now. he reigns. 
 
 On Zion's heavenly hill ; 
 Looks like the Lamb that once was slain. 
 
 But wears his priesthood still. 
 
 Our Intercessor's lofty praise 
 Our hearts would now proclaim, 
 
 And. through the remnant of our days, 
 Obey and laud his name. 
 
 130 L. M. 
 
 1 ' Mong all the priests of Jewish race, 
 Jesus the most illustrious stands ; 
 The radiant beauty of his face, 
 Superior love and awe demands. 
 
 2 Not Aaron or Melchizedek 
 
 Could claim such high descent as he, 
 His nature and his name bespeak 
 His unexampled pedigree. 
 
 3 Descended from the eternal God, 
 He bears the name of his own Son ; 
 And, dress'd in human flesh and blood, 
 He puts his priestly garments on. 
 
 4 The mitred crown, the embroider'd vest. 
 With graceful dignity he wears ; 
 
 And, in full splendor, on his breast 
 The sacred oracle appears. 
 118 
 
THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 
 
 So he presents his sacrifice, — 
 An offering most divinely sweet ; 
 While clouds of fragrant incense rise, 
 And cover o'er the mercy-seat. 
 
 131 CM. 
 
 1 Now let our cheerful eyes survey 
 
 Our great High Priest abovCj 
 And celebrate his constant care. 
 And sympathetic love. 
 
 2 Though rais'd to heav'n's exalted throne, 
 
 Where angels bow around. 
 And high o'er all the hosts of light, 
 With matchless honors crown'd — 
 
 3 The names of all his saints he bears, 
 
 ■ Deep graven on his heart ; 
 Nor shall the meanest Christian say 
 That he has lost his part. 
 
 4 Those characters shall fair abide 
 
 Our everlasting trust, 
 When gems and monuments and crowns 
 Have moulder'd down to dust. 
 
 5 So. gracious Saviour, on my breast 
 
 May thy lov'd name be worn, 
 A sacred ornament and guard. 
 To endless ages borne. 
 
 119 
 
THE PRIESTHOOD OF CHRIST. 
 
 132 CM. 
 
 1 Come, let us join in songs of praise 
 
 To our ascended Priest ; 
 He entered heaven with all our names 
 Engraven on his breast. 
 
 2 On earth he wash'd our guilt away 
 
 By his atoning blood; 
 And now he sits upon the throne, 
 And pleads our cause with God. 
 
 3 What though while here we oft must feel 
 
 Temptation's keenest dart, 
 Our tender High Priest feels it too, 
 And will appease the smart. 
 
 4 Nor time nor distance e'er shall quench 
 
 The fervor of his love ; 
 For us he died in kindness here, 
 Nor is less kind above. 
 
 5 may we ne'er forget his grace, 
 
 Nor blush to wear his name ! 
 Still may our hearts hold fast his faith, 
 Our mouths his praise proclaim ! 
 
 133 CM. 
 
 I The true Messiah now appears, 
 The types are all withdrawn ; 
 So fly the shadows and the stars 
 Before the rising dawn. 
 120 
 
THE LOVE OF CHRIST. 
 
 2 Now smoking sweets, and bleeding lambs, 
 
 And kids and bullocks slain ; 
 Incense and spice of costly names. 
 Would all be burnt in vain. 
 
 3 Aaron must lay his robes away, 
 
 His mitre and his vest, 
 When God's own Son ascends to be 
 The off'ring and the priest. 
 
 4 He took our .mortal flesh to show 
 
 The wonders of his love ; 
 
 For us he paid his life below, 
 
 And pleads for us above. 
 
 THE liOVE OF CHRIST. 
 
 134 SM 
 
 We sing the Saviour's love, 
 Who pitied wretched man, 
 
 Delighted in the thought of peace. 
 Ere time and worlds began. 
 
 We see its smiling beams, 
 Forth shining at his birth, 
 
 And trace its lustre day by day, 
 While he sojourned on earth. 
 
 11 121 
 
THE LOVE OF CHRIST. 
 
 3 But in his closing hour, 
 
 How infinite his grace, 
 AVhen, bowed beneath the curse, he died, 
 To save the chosen race ! 
 
 4 Ten thousand thousand songs, 
 
 With high, seraphic flame, 
 Fall far below the boundless praise 
 Of our Immanuel's name. 
 
 135 L. M. 
 
 1 He lives ! he lives ! and sits above. 
 Forever interceding there : 
 
 AVho shall divide us from his love, 
 Or what should tempt us to despair ? 
 
 2 Sl^all persecution or distress. 
 Shall famine, sword, or nakedness ? 
 
 He who hath loved us bears us through. 
 And makes us more than conquerors too 
 
 3 Faith hath an overcoming power : 
 It triumphs in the dying hour ; 
 Christ is our life, our joy. our hope ; 
 Nor can we sink with such a prop 
 
 4 Not all that men on earth can do. 
 Nor powers on high, nor powers below, 
 Shall cause his mercy to remove, 
 
 Or wean our hearts from Christ, our love 
 122 
 
CHRIST THE EVEP..-LIVING INTERCESSOR. 
 
 136 SM 
 
 the transcendent love 
 
 A sinless Saviour shows ! 
 For enemies his bowels move, 
 
 His heart with pity glows. 
 
 Jesus invited near 
 
 The vilest of our race : 
 He bids the greatest sinner hear 
 
 The gospel of his grace. 
 
 Let Pharisees exclaim, 
 
 And all this grace despise, 
 J3ut we will love the Saviour's name ; 
 
 'Tis wondrous in our eyes. 
 
 Yes, to life's utmost end. 
 
 His sovereign grace we'll show. 
 
 And own Him for the sinner's Friend, 
 And sin's eternal Foe. 
 
 CHRIST THE EVER-LIVOG INTERCESSOR. 
 
 137 L. M. 
 
 I The Saviour lives, no more to die ; 
 He lives, the Lord enthroned on high ; 
 He lives, triumphant o'er the grave ; 
 He lives, eternally to save. 
 
 123 
 
CHRIST THE EVER-LIVIXG INTERCESSOR. 
 
 2 He lives, to still his servants' fears : 
 
 He lives, to wipe away their tears ; 
 He lives, their mansions to prepare ; 
 He lives, to bring them safely there. 
 
 Ye mourning souls, dry up your tears ; 
 Dismiss your gloomy doubts and fears ; 
 With cheerful hope your hearts revive. 
 For Christ, the Lord, is yet alive. 
 
 His saints he loves, and never leaves ; 
 The contrite sinner he receives : 
 Abundant grace will he aft'ord, 
 Till all are present with the Lord. 
 
 138 L. M. 
 
 He lives ! the great Redeemer lives ! 
 What joy the blest assurance gives ! 
 And now. before his Father. God, 
 He pleads the virtue of his blood. 
 
 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. 
 
 Hence, then, you dark, despairing thoughts ; 
 Above our fears, above our faults, 
 His powerful intercessions rise ; 
 And gailt recedes, and terror dies. 
 
 124 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 Great Advocate, almighty Friend, 
 On thee our humble hopes depend ; 
 Our cause can never, never fail. 
 For thou dost plead, and must prevail. 
 
 THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 139 L. M. 
 
 1 The heavens declare thy glory. Lord ; 
 
 In every star thy wisdom shines ; 
 But when our eyes behold thy word, 
 We read thy name in fairer lines. 
 
 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, 
 
 ' And nights and days thy power confess ; 
 But, lo. the volum© thou hast writ 
 Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 
 
 3 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest. 
 
 Till through the world thy truth has run ; 
 Till Christ has all the nations blest, 
 That see the light, or feel the sun. 
 
 4 The Sun of Ptighteousness, arose — 
 
 Blessed the dark world with heavenly light : 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; 
 
 Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 
 11* * 125 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 140 S. M. 
 
 1 Behold, the morning sun 
 
 Begins his glorious way ; 
 His beams through all the nations run, 
 And life and light convey. 
 
 2 But where the gospel comes, ^ 
 
 It spreads diviner light ; 
 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 given ! 
 may I never read in vain. 
 But find the path to heaven. 
 
 141 CM 
 
 bow I love thy holy law ! 
 
 'Tis daily my delight. 
 And thence my meditations draw 
 
 Divine advice by night. 
 
 My eyes anticipate the day. 
 
 To meditate thy word ; 
 My soul with longing melts away, 
 
 To hear thy gospel, Lord. 
 126 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 3 No treasures so enrich the mind, 
 
 Nor shall thy word be sold 
 
 For loads of silver, well refined, 
 
 Nor heaps of shining gold, 
 
 4 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, 
 
 Thy promises of grace 
 Are pillars to support my hope, 
 And elevate my praise. 
 
 142 CM. 
 
 1 The thirsty earth receives the rain. 
 
 And drinks the cooling showers ; 
 Fresh verdure re-adorns the plain. 
 And wakes the drooping flowers. 
 
 2 The blushing mead, the fertile field, 
 
 ■Shall be with blessings filled ; 
 And seed to him in plenty yield, 
 Who has its bosom tilled. 
 
 3 The living word of life divine 
 
 Its conquests shall extend. 
 
 Let every heart, in every clime, 
 
 In sweet submission bend. 
 
 4 Uninterrupted praise shall flow 
 
 From every Christian's tongue. 
 And psalms and hymns by all below 
 In choral strains be sung. 
 
 127 
 
 V 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 143 CM. 
 
 1 "What glovj gilds the sacred page, 
 
 Majestic like the sun ! 
 It gives a light to every age ; 
 It gives, but borrows none. 
 
 2 His hand that gave it still supplies 
 
 His gracious light and heat ; 
 His truths upon the nations rise ; 
 They rise, but never set. 
 
 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
 
 For such a bright display, 
 As makes a world of darkness shine 
 With beams of heavenly day. 
 
 4 My soul rejoices to pursue 
 
 The paths of truth and love ; 
 Till glory break upon my view 
 In brighter worlds above, 
 
 144 CM. 
 
 1 The volume of my Father's grace 
 
 Does all my grief assuage ; 
 Here I behold my Saviour's face 
 In every sacred page. 
 
 2 Here living water gently flows, 
 
 To wash me from my sin ; 
 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, 
 Nor danger dwells therein. 
 
 128 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 3 This is the judge that ends the strife, 
 
 Where sense and reason fail ; 
 My guide to everlasting life, 
 Through all this gloomy vale. 
 
 4 May thy wise counsels, my God, 
 
 These roving feet command, 
 Lest I forsake the happy road 
 That leads to thy right hand. 
 
 145 CM. 
 
 1 Father of mercies, in thy word 
 
 What endless glory shines ; 
 Forever be thy name adored, 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 2 Here may the wretched sons of want 
 
 ■Exhaustless riches find ; 
 Kiches above what earth can grant, 
 And lasting as the mind. 
 
 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows. 
 
 And yields a rich repast ; 
 Sublimer sweets than nature knows 
 Invite the longing taste. 
 
 4 may these heavenly pages be 
 
 My study and delight ; 
 And still new beauties may I see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 129 
 
THE U'ORD OF GOD. 
 
 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be thou forever near : 
 Teach me to love thy sacred word, 
 
 And view my Saviour there. 
 
 1 46 L. P. M. 
 
 1 How precious, Lord, thy holy word ! 
 "What light and joy its truths afford 
 
 To souls benighted and distressed ! 
 Thy precepts guide our doubtful way, 
 Thy love forbids our feet to stray ; 
 
 Thy promise leads our hearts to rest, 
 
 2 From the discoveries of thy law. 
 The jDcrfect rules of life we draw ; 
 
 These are our study and delight : 
 Not honey so invites the taste, 
 Nor gold that hath the furnace past 
 
 Appears so pleasing to the sight. 
 
 3 Thy threatenings wake our slumbering eyes, 
 And warn us where our danger lies ; 
 
 But 'tis thy holy gospel, Lord, 
 That makes the guilty conscience clean, 
 Converts the soul, subdues our sin, 
 
 And gives a free, but large reward. 
 130 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 147 CM. 
 
 1 Lord, I have made thy word my choice, 
 
 My lasting heritage ; 
 There shall my noblest powers rejoice, 
 My warmest thoughts engage. 
 
 2 I'll read the histories of thy love 
 
 And keep thy laws in sight. 
 While through the promises I rove, 
 With ever fresh 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 hopes beyond the grave. 
 And our eternal rest. 
 
 148 C. M. 
 
 1 Let all the heathen writers join 
 
 To form one perfect book : 
 Great 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. 
 
 131 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 Our faith, and love, and every grace. 
 
 Fall far below thy word : 
 But perfect truth and righteousness 
 Dwell only with the Lord. 
 
 1 49 C M 
 
 1 IIow 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 The men that keep thy law with care, 
 
 And meditate thy word, 
 Grow wiser than their teachers are, 
 And better know the Lord. 
 
 150 CM. 
 
 1 Thy law is perfect, Lord of light, 
 Thy testimonies sure ; 
 The statutes of tliy realm are right. 
 And thy commandment pure. 
 132 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 2 Let these, Grod, my mind instruct, 
 
 And make thy servant wise : 
 
 Let tliese be gladness to my ears, 
 
 The dayspring to mine eyes. 
 
 3 By these may I be warned betimes ; 
 
 Who knows the guile within ? 
 Lord, save me from presumptuous crimes, 
 Cleanse me from secret sin. 
 
 4 So may the words my lips express, 
 
 The thoughts that throng my mind, 
 Lord, my strength and righteousness. 
 With thee acceptance find. 
 
 151 C. M. 
 
 1 Happy the children of the Lord, 
 
 . Who. walking in his sight, 
 Make all the precepts of his word 
 Their study and delight. 
 
 2 That precious wealth shall be their dower 
 ' Which cannot know decay, 
 
 Which moth or rust shall ne'r devour. 
 Nor spoiler take away. 
 
 3 For them that heavenly light shall spread. 
 
 Whose cheering rays illume 
 The darkest hours of life, and shed 
 A halo round the tomb. 
 
 12 133 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 Their works of piety and love, 
 
 Performed tlirough Christ their Lord, 
 Forever registered above, 
 
 Shall meet a sure reward. 
 
 152 L. M. 
 
 1 Join all you servants of the Lord, 
 To praise him for his sacred word. — 
 That word like manna, sent from heaven, 
 To all who seek it freely given : 
 
 Its promises our fears remove, 
 
 And fill our hearts with joy and love. 
 
 2 It tells us, though oppressed with cares, 
 The God of mercy hears our prayers ; 
 Though steep and rough the appointed way, 
 His mighty arm shall be our stay ; 
 Though deadly foes assail our peace, 
 
 His power shall bid their malice cease. 
 
 3 It tells who first inspired our breath, 
 And who redeemed our souls from death ; 
 It tells of grace, grace freely given, 
 And shows the path to God and heaven : 
 bless we then our gracious Lord, 
 
 For all the treasures of his word ! 
 134 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 153 L. M. 
 
 1 God, ill the gospel of his Son, 
 Makes his eternal counsels known ; 
 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, 
 And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 
 
 2 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, 
 
 To form our minds, to cheer our hearts 
 Its influ'nce makes the sinner live ; 
 It bids the drooping saint revive. 
 
 3 Our raging passions it controls. 
 And comfort yields to contrite souls ; 
 It brings a better world in view, 
 
 And guides us all our journey through. 
 
 4 May this blest vplume ever lie 
 Close to my heart, and near my eye, 
 Till life's last hour my soul engage, 
 And be my chosen heritage. 
 
 154 L. M. 
 
 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. 
 
 135 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 3 There what delightful truths I read! 
 There I behold the Saviour bleed ; 
 His name salutes my listening ear, 
 Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 
 
 4 There Jesus bids my sorrow cease, 
 
 And gives my laboring conscience peace ; 
 There lifts my grateful passions high. 
 And points to mansions in the sky. 
 
 5 For love like this, 0, let my song. 
 Through endless years, thy praise prolong, 
 Let distant climes thy name adore, 
 
 Till time and nature are no more. 
 
 155 L. M. 
 
 1 Let everlasting glories crown 
 
 Thy head, my Saviour and my Lord ; 
 Thy hands have brought salvation down, 
 And stored 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 ! 
 
 How wise and holy thy commands ! 
 Thy promises, how firm they be ! 
 
 How firm our hope and comfort stand ! 
 136 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 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. 
 
 156 S. M. 
 
 1 Lord, thy perfect word 
 
 Directs our steps aright ; 
 Nor can all other books afford 
 Such profit or delight. 
 
 2 Celestial light it sheds, 
 
 To cheer this vale below ; 
 To distant lands its glory spreads, 
 And streams of mercy flow. 
 
 3 True wisdom it i«iparts ; 
 
 Commands our hope and fear ; 
 0, may we hide it in our hearts. 
 And feel its influence there. 
 
 157 L. M. 
 
 'Twas by an order from the Lord, 
 The ancient prophets spoke his word ; 
 His Spirit did their tongues inspire. 
 And warm their hearts with heavenly fire. 
 12* 137 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 2 Great God, my eyes with pleasure look 
 On all the pages of thy book ; 
 
 There my Redeemer's face I see, 
 And read his name who died for me. 
 
 3 Let the false raptures of the mind 
 Be lost and vanish in the wind : 
 Here I can fix my hope secure ; 
 This is thy word, and must endure 
 
 158 U's. 
 
 1 How firm a foundation, you saints of the Lord, 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent word ! 
 What more can he say than to you he has said, 
 You who unto Jesus for refuge have fled 7 
 
 2 In ev'ry condition in sickness, in health, 
 In poverty's vale, or ab«ounding in vrealth ; 
 At home, and abroad, on the land, on the sea, 
 As your days may demand, so your succour 
 
 shall be. 
 
 3 Fear not — I am with you ; be not dismay'd ! 
 I, I am your God. and will still give you aid ; 
 I'll strengthen you, help you, and cause you 
 
 to stand, 
 Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 
 138 
 
THE WORD OF GOD. 
 
 When through the deep waters I cause you 
 
 logo, 
 The rivers of sorrow shall not you o'erflow ; 
 For I will be with you your troubles to bless, 
 And sanctify to you your deepest distress. 
 
 When through fiery trials your pathway shall 
 
 lie, 
 My grace, all-sufficient, shall be your supply : 
 The flame shall not hurt you ; I only design 
 Your dross to consume, and your gold to re- 
 fine. 
 
 E'en down to old age all my people shall prove 
 My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
 And when hoary hairs shall their temples 
 
 adorn, 
 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 
 ■ borne. 
 
 The soul that on Jesus has lean'd for repose, 
 I will not, I cannot desert to his foes ; 
 That soul, though all hell should endeavor 
 
 to shake, 
 I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake ! 
 
 139 
 
FAITH. 
 
 159 CM. 
 
 1 Faith adds new cliarms to earthly bliss, 
 And saves us from its snares ; 
 It yields support in all our toils, 
 And softens all our cares. 
 
 S The wounded conscience knows its power 
 The healing balm to give ; 
 That balm the saddest heart can cheer, 
 And make the dying live. 
 
 3 Unveiling wide the heavenly world, 
 
 Where endless pleasures reign, 
 It bids us seek our portion there, 
 Nor bids us seek in vain. 
 
 4 Faith shows the promise fully sealed 
 
 With our redeemer's blood ; 
 It helps our feeble hope to rest 
 Upon a faithful God. 
 
 5 There, still unshaken, would we rest, 
 
 Till this frail body dies, 
 And then, on faith's triumphant wing, 
 To endless glory rise. 
 140 
 
FAITH. 
 
 160 S. H. M. 
 
 1 Faith is the Christian's prop, 
 
 Whereon his sorrows lean ; 
 It is the substance of his hope, 
 
 His proof of things unseen ; 
 It is the anchor of his soul 
 When tempests rage and billows roll. 
 
 2 Faith is the polar star 
 
 That guides the Christian's way, 
 Directs his wand'rings from afar 
 
 To realms of endless day ; 
 It points the course where'er he roam, 
 And safely leads the pilgrim home. 
 
 3 Faith is the rainbow's form 
 
 Hung on the brow of heaven. 
 The glory of the passing storm, 
 
 The pledge of mercy given ; 
 It is the bright, triumphal arch, 
 Through which the saints to glory march. 
 
 4 The faith that works by love. 
 
 And purifies the heart, 
 A fortaste of the joys above 
 To mortals can impart ; 
 It bears us through this earthly strife, 
 And triumphs in immortal life. 
 
 141 
 
FAITH. 
 
 161 CM. - 
 
 1 Faith is the brightest evidence 
 
 Of things beyond our sight ; 
 It pierces through the veil of sense, 
 And dwells in heavenly light. 
 
 2 It sets time past in present view, 
 
 Brings distant prospects home, 
 Of things a thousand years ago, 
 Or thousand years to come. 
 
 3 By faith we know the world was made 
 
 By Grod's almighty word ; 
 We know the heavens and earth shall fade, 
 And be again restored. 
 
 4 Abrah'm obeyed the Lord's command, 
 
 From his own country driven ; 
 By faith he sought a promised land, 
 But found his rest in heaven. 
 
 5 Thus through life's pilgrimage we stray, 
 
 The promise in our eye ; 
 By faith we walk the narrow way, 
 That leads to joy on high. 
 
 162 C. M. 
 
 1 for a faith that will not shrink, 
 Though pressed by every foe, 
 That will not tremble on the brink 
 Of any earthly woe ! — 
 142 
 
2 That will not murmur nor complain 
 
 Beneath the chastening rod, 
 
 But in the hour of grief or pain, 
 
 Will lean upon its God ; — 
 
 3 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
 
 When tempests rage without ; 
 That when in danger knows no fear, 
 In darkness feels no doubt ; — 
 
 4 That bares, unmoved, the world's dread frown, 
 
 Nor heeds its scornful smile ; 
 That seas of trouble cannot drown, 
 Nor Satan's arts beguile ; — 
 
 5 A faith that keeps the narrow way 
 
 Till life's last hour is fled, 
 And with a pure and heavenly ray, 
 Lights up a dying bed. 
 
 163 L. M. 
 
 1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 
 
 We walk through deserts dark as night; 
 Till we arrive at heaven, our home, 
 Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 
 
 2 The want of sight she well supplies ; 
 
 She makes the pearly gates appear ; 
 Far into distant worlds she pries, 
 And brings eternal glories near. 
 
 143 
 
REPENTANCE. 
 
 3 "With joy we tread the desert through, 
 
 While faith inspires a heavenly ray, 
 
 Though lions roar, and tempests blow, 
 
 And rocks and dangers fill the way. 
 
 REPENTANCE. 
 
 164 CM. 
 
 1 Eepent! the voice celestial cries, 
 
 Nor longer dare delay ; 
 The wretch, 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 are despatched abroad 
 To warn the world of sin. 
 
 3 The summons reach through all the earth , 
 
 Let earth attend and fear : 
 
 Listen, you men of royal birth, 
 
 And let your vassals hear ! 
 
 4 Together in his presence bow, 
 
 And all your guilt confess ; 
 Embrace the blessed Saviour now, 
 Nor trifle with his grace. 
 144 
 
REPENTANCE. 
 
 Amazing love ! that yet will call, 
 And yet prolong our days ; 
 
 Our hearts, subdu'd by goodness, fall, 
 We weep, and love, and praise. 
 
 165 6s. & 8s. 
 
 1 Repent, and be immers'd, 
 
 Says your redeeming Lord ; 
 You all are now assur'd 
 
 That 'tis your Saviour's word. 
 Arise ! arise without delay, 
 And his divine command obey. 
 
 2 You sin-convicted lace. 
 
 Now fall at Jesus' feet ; 
 . He'll save you through his grace- 
 Come, to his will submit; 
 And be immers'd without delay — 
 come and wash your sins away ! 
 
 3 Come, you believing train. 
 
 No more this truth withstand ; 
 No longer think it vain 
 To honor God's command ; 
 But haste, arise, without delay. 
 And come and wash your sins away. 
 13 145 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 4 Jesus! thou Prince of Peace! 
 
 To thy great name we pray ; 
 May converts to thy grace 
 
 This ordinance obey ; 
 And may thy love their souls allure, 
 Their peace and pardon to secure ! 
 
 IMMKRSIOX. 
 
 166 L. M. 
 
 1 Come, happy souls, adore the Lord, 
 Who loved our race e'er time began. 
 Who veiled his Godhead in our clay. 
 And in an humble manger lay. 
 
 2 To Jordan's stream the Spirit led, 
 
 To mark the path his saints should tread; 
 With joy they trace the sacred way. 
 To see the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 3 Baptized by John in Jordan's wave, 
 The Saviour left his watery grave ; 
 Heaven owned the deed, approved the way, 
 And blessed the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 146 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 Come, all who love his precious name, 
 Come, tread his steps, and learn of him; 
 Happy beyond expression they 
 Who find the place where Jesus lay. 
 
 167 CM. 
 
 1 Buried beneath the yielding wave 
 
 The great Redeemer lies ; 
 Faith views him in the watery grave, 
 And thence beholds him rise. 
 
 2 Thus do repenting souls, to-day, 
 
 Their ardent zeal express. 
 And, in the Lord's appointed way, 
 Fulfil all righteousness. 
 
 3 "With joy we in his footsteps tread, 
 
 And would his cause maintain, — 
 . Like him be numbered with the dead, 
 And with him rise and reign. 
 
 4 His presence oft revives our hearts, 
 
 And drives our fears away ; 
 When he commands, and strength imparts, 
 We cheerfully obey. 
 
 5 Now we, blest Saviour, would to thee 
 
 Our grateful voices raise ; 
 Washed in the fountain of thy blood, 
 Our lives shall all be praise. 
 
 147 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 168 L. M. 
 
 1 Our Saviour plunged beneath the wave, 
 Thus meekly sought a watery grave ; 
 Come, see the saered path he trod — 
 
 A path well pleasing to our God. 
 
 2 His voice we hear, his footsteps trace. 
 And hither come to seek his face, 
 
 To do his will, to feel his love. 
 
 And join our songs with songs above. 
 
 3 Hosanna to the Lamb divine ! 
 
 Let endless glories round him shine; 
 High o'er the heavens forever reign, 
 Lamb of God, for sinners slain. 
 
 169 L. M. 
 
 1 Do we not know that solemn word, 
 That we are buried with the Lord ? 
 Baptized into his death, and then 
 Put off the body of our sin ? 
 
 2 Our souls receive diviner breath, 
 Raised from corruption, guilt, and death; 
 So from the grave did Christ arise, 
 
 And lives to God above the skies. 
 148 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 No more let sin or Satan reign 
 Within our mortal flesh again ; 
 The various lusts we served before 
 Shall have dominion now no more. 
 
 170 C. M. 
 
 1 'Tis Grod the Father we adore 
 
 In this baptismal sign ; 
 'Tis he whose voice on Jordan's shore 
 Proclaimed the Son divine. 
 
 2 The Father owned him ; let our breath 
 
 In answering praise ascend, 
 As in the image of his death 
 We owe our heavenly Friend. 
 
 3 We seek the consecrated grave 
 
 Along the path he trod : 
 Receive us in the hallowed wave, 
 Thou holy Son of God. 
 
 4 Let earth and heaven our zeal record, 
 
 And future witness bear. 
 That we to Zion's mighty Lord 
 Our full allegiance swear. 
 
 5 that our conscious souls may own, 
 
 With joy's serene survey. 
 Inscribed upon his judgment throne, 
 The transcript of this day. 
 13* 14» 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 171 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 Humble souls, who seek salvation 
 
 Through the Lamb's redeeming blood, 
 Hear the voice of revelation ; 
 Tread the path that Jesus trod. 
 
 2 Hear the blest Redeemer call you ; 
 
 Listen to his heavenly voice ; 
 Dread no ills that can befall you, 
 
 While you make his ways your choice. 
 
 3 Plainly here his footsteps tracing, 
 
 Follow him without delay, 
 Gladly his command embracing ; 
 Lo ! your Captain leads the way. 
 
 172 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 Thou hast said, exalted Saviour, 
 
 '• Take thy cross and follow me ;" 
 Shall the word with terror seize us? 
 Shall we from the burden flee ? 
 
 Lord. I'll take it, 
 And, rejoicing, follow thee. 
 
 2 While this liquid tomb surveying, 
 
 Emblem of my Saviour's grave, 
 Shall I shun its brink, betraying 
 Feelings worthy of a slave ? 
 
 No ! I'll enter : 
 Jesus entered Jordan's wave. 
 150 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 3 Blest the sign whicli thus reminds mc, 
 
 Saviour, of thy love for me ; 
 But more blest the love that binds me 
 In its deathless bonds to thee : 
 
 0, what pleasure, 
 Buried with mj Lord to be ! 
 
 4 Should it rend some fond connectioUj 
 
 Should I suffer shame or loss, 
 
 Yet the fragrant, blest reflection, 
 
 I have been where Jesus was, 
 
 Will revive me 
 When I faint beneath the cross. 
 
 5 Fellowship with him possessing, 
 
 Let me die to earth and sin ; 
 Let me rise t' enjoy the blessing 
 Which the faithful soul shall win : 
 
 May I ever 
 Follow where my Lord has been. 
 
 1T3 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 Saviour, mighty King in Zion, 
 
 Thou alone our Gruide shall be : 
 Thy commission we rely on ; 
 We would follow none but thee. 
 
 2 As an emblem of thy passion, 
 
 And thy victory o'er the grave, 
 
 We, who know thy great salvation, 
 
 Are baptized beneath the wave. 
 
 151 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 Fearless of the world's despising, 
 We the ancient path pursue, 
 
 Buried with our Lord, and rising 
 To a life divinely new. 
 
 174 L. M. 
 
 1 Descending down into the flood, 
 
 We his great sufF'rings there behold, 
 Who in deep waters for us stood, 
 While floods of wrath upon him roll'd. 
 
 2 And when beneath the waters laid. 
 Our breath suspended in their womb, 
 AVe call to mind how Jesus died, 
 And buried lay within the tomb. 
 
 3 As from the wat'ry grave we rise 
 
 We see him from death's prison freed, 
 Discharg'd from sin, crowu'd with the prize 
 Of endless life for all his seed. 
 
 4 This sign does to our faith declare 
 Our part in him who once was dead ; 
 For into death immers'd we are, 
 And with him buried as our head. 
 
 5 And as the Father's glorious power 
 Did life eternal to him give. 
 
 So by this pledge he makes us sure 
 That as he lives we'll also live. 
 152 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 175 CM. 
 
 1 Proclaim, says Christ, my wondrous grace 
 
 To all the sons of men ; 
 He that believes and is immers'd, 
 Salvation shall obtain. 
 
 2 Let plenteous grace descend on those, 
 
 Who, hoping in his word, 
 This day have publicly declar'd 
 That Jesus is their Lord. 
 
 3 With cheerful feet may they advance, 
 
 And run the Christian race ; 
 And through the troubles of the way, 
 Find all-sufficient grace. 
 
 176 L. M. 
 
 1 Come, you redeemed of the Lord, 
 Come and obey the sacred word : 
 He died and rose again for you — 
 What more could your Redeemer do ? 
 
 2 We to this place have come to show 
 What we to boundless mercy owe ; 
 The Saviour's footsteps to explore, 
 And tred the path he trod before. 
 
 153 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 Almighty Lord, be gracious still, 
 Thy ancient promise to fulfil, 
 That they who on thy name believe 
 May peace and pardon here receive. 
 
 17 7 L. M. 
 
 1 The great Redeemer we adore, 
 Who came. the lost to seek and save ; 
 Went humbly down from Jordan's shore, 
 To find a tomb beneath the wave. 
 
 2 With thee into thy wat'ry tomb, 
 Lord, 'tis our glory to descend ; 
 
 'Tis wond'rous grace that gives us room, 
 To lie interr'd by such a friend ! 
 
 3 Yet as the yielding waves give way. 
 To let us see the light again ; 
 
 So on thy resurrection day, 
 
 The bands of death prov'd weak and vain. 
 
 Thus when thou shalt again appear, 
 The gates of death shall open wide ; 
 Our dust thy pow'rful voice shall hear. 
 Shall rise and triumph at thy side. 
 154 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 17 8 8s. 8s. 6s. 
 
 Thus it became the Prince of Peace, 
 And thus should all the favor'd race, 
 
 High heav'n's command fulfil : 
 For that the condescending Lord 
 Should lead his follow'rs through the flood, 
 
 Was heav'n's eternal will. 
 
 And shall we ever dare despise 
 The gracious mandate of the skies, 
 
 AVhere condescending Heav'n, 
 To sinful man's apostate race, 
 In matchless love, and boundless grace. 
 
 His will reveal'd has giv'n ? 
 
 Thou everlasting gracious King, 
 Assist us now thy grace to sing ; 
 
 And still direct our way 
 To those bright realms of peace and rest. 
 Where all thy saints are truly blest, 
 
 With one great choral day. 
 
 179 L. M. 
 
 1 Great God, we in thy courts appear, 
 With humble joy and holy fear. 
 Thy wise injunctions to obey ; 
 Let saints and angels hail the day ! 
 
 155 
 
IMMERSION. 
 
 In thy assembly here we stand, 
 Obedient to thy great command ; 
 The sacred flood is full in view, 
 And thy sweet voice invites us through. 
 
 The Word, the Spirit, and the Bride, 
 Must not invite and be deny'd ; 
 Was not the Lord, who came to save, 
 Interr'd in such a liquid grave ? 
 
 Thus we, dear Saviour, own thy name, 
 Receive us rising from the stream ; 
 Then to thy table let us come, 
 And dwell in Zion as our home. 
 
 180 L. M. 
 
 1 See how repenting sinners trace 
 
 The path their great Redeemer trod ! 
 And follow through his liquid grave, 
 The meek, the lowly, Son of God ! 
 
 2 Here they renounce their former deeds, 
 And to a heav'nly life aspire ; 
 
 Their rags for glorious robes exchang'd 
 They shine in clean and bright attire ! 
 
 8 sacred rite, by thee the name, 
 Of Jesus we to own begin : 
 This is our resurrection's pledge. 
 Pledge of the pardon of our sin. 
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PARDON. 
 
 Glory to God on high be giv'n, 
 Who shows his grace to siuful men ; 
 Let saints on earth, and hosts in heav'tt. 
 In concert join their loud Amen. 
 
 PARDON. 
 
 181 L. M. 
 
 1 What mean these jealousies and fears? 
 As if the Lord was loth to save, 
 
 Or lov'd to see us drench'd in tears, 
 Or sink with sorrow to the grave. 
 
 2 Does he want slaves to grace his throne? 
 Or rules he by an iron rod 1 
 
 Loves he the deep despairing groan ? 
 Is he a tyrant, or a God ? 
 
 3 Not all the sins which we have wrought. 
 So much his tender mercies grieve, 
 
 As this unkind, injurious thought, 
 That he's unwilling to forgive. 
 
 4 Lord, 'tis amazing grace we own, 
 And well may rebel worms surprise ; 
 But was not thy incarnate Son 
 
 A most amazing sacrifice ? 
 
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'' I've found a ransom," saith the Lord, 
 " No humble penitent shall die ;" 
 Lord, we would now believe thy word. 
 And thy unbounded mercies try ! 
 
 182 L. M. 6s. 
 
 1 Great God of wonders ! all thy ways 
 
 Are matchless, godlike, and divine : 
 But the fair glories of thy grace, 
 
 More godlike and unrivall'd shine : 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee ? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free 1 
 
 2 Crimes of such horror to forgive, 
 
 Such guilty daring worms to spare ; 
 This is thy grand prerogative, 
 
 And none shall in the honor share : 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee '? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free 1 
 
 3 Ano;els and man resisjn their claim 
 
 To pity, mercy, love, and grace, 
 These glories crown Jehovah's name 
 
 With an incomparable blaze : 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee ? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free ? 
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PARDON. 
 
 In wonder lost with trembling joy, 
 We take the pardon of our God, 
 
 Pardon for crimes of deepest die ; 
 A pardon seal'd with Jesus' blood : 
 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee ? 
 
 Or who has grace so rich and free 1 
 
 may this strange, this matchless grace, 
 
 This godlike miracle of love. 
 Fill the wide earth with grateful praise, 
 
 And all the angelic choirs above : 
 Who is a pardoning God like thee ? 
 Or who has grace so rich and free ? 
 
 183 L. M. 
 
 1 Earth has a joy unknown in heav'n — 
 The new-born joy of sins forgiv'n ! 
 Tears of such pure and deep delight, 
 angels ! never dimm'd your sight. 
 
 2 You saw of old on chaos rise 
 The beauteous pillars of the skies ; 
 You know where morn exulting springs, 
 And ev'ning folds her drooping wings. 
 
 3 Bright heralds of th' Eternal Will, 
 Abroad his errands 3'ou fulfil ; 
 
 Or, thron'd in floods of b^amy day, 
 Symphonious in his presence play. 
 
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PARDOX. 
 
 4 Loud is tlie song — the heav'nly plain 
 Is shaken with the choral strain ; 
 And dying echoes, floating far, 
 Draw music from each chiming star. 
 
 5 But I amid your choirs shall shine, 
 And all your knowledge shall be mine 
 You on your harps must lean to hear 
 A secret cord that mine will bear. 
 
 184 L. M. 
 
 1 Forgivness ! 'tis a joyful sound 
 To malefactors doom'd to die ; 
 Publish the bliss the world around ; 
 You seraphs, shout it from the sky ! 
 
 2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine ; 
 'Tis full, outmeasuring ev'ry crime ; 
 Unclouded shall its glories shine, 
 And feel no change by changing time. 
 
 3 For this stupendous love of Heav'n, 
 What grateful honors shall we show ! 
 Where much transgression is forgiv'n 
 Let love in equal ardors glow. 
 
 4 By this inspir'd, let all our days 
 With gospel holiness be crown'd ; 
 
 Let truth and goodness, prayer and praise, 
 In all abide, in all abound. 
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THE LORD'S DAY. 
 
 185 L. M. 
 
 1 Another six days' work is done, 
 Another Lord's day is begun ; 
 Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest, 
 Improve the day thy God hath blessed. 
 
 2 that our thoughts and thanks may rise. 
 As grateful incense, to the skies ; 
 
 And draw from heaven that sweet repose 
 "Which none but he that feels it knows. 
 
 3 This heavenly calm within the breast, 
 Is the dear pledge of glorious rest, 
 Which for the church of God remains, 
 The end of cares, the end of pains. 
 
 4 In pious duties let the day, 
 
 In joyous pleasures, pass away ; 
 
 How sweet a Lord's day thus to spend, 
 
 In hope of one that ne'er shall end ! 
 
 186 L. M. 
 
 Lord of this sabbath, hear our vows, 
 On this thy day, in this thy house ; 
 And let our songs and worship rise 
 Like grateful incense to the skies. 
 
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THE LORD'S BAY. 
 
 2 Thy earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love ; 
 But there's a nobler rest above ; 
 
 To that our laboring souls aspire, 
 With ardent and with strong desire. 
 
 3 No more fatigue, no more distress, 
 
 Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place ; 
 No groans shall mingle with the songs, 
 Which warble from immortal tongues, 
 
 4 No rude alarms, no raging foes, 
 To interrupt the long repose ; 
 
 No midnight shade, no clouded sun. 
 To veil the bright, eternal noon. 
 
 187 C. M. 
 
 1 This is the day the first ripe sheaf 
 
 Before the Lord was wav'd, 
 And Christ, first-fruits of them that slept, 
 Was from the dead receiv'd. 
 
 2 He rose for them for whom he died. 
 
 That, like to him, they may 
 Rise when he comes, in glory great, 
 That ne'er shall pass away. 
 
 3 This day the Christian church began, 
 
 Form'd by his wondrous grace; 
 This day the saints in concord meet. 
 To join in prayer and praise. 
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THE LORD'S DAY. 
 
 4 To nourish faith, and hope, and love, 
 
 His death they do show forth. 
 His resurrection they record, 
 And glory in his worth. 
 
 5 This joyful day let us observe ; 
 
 Redemption's work is done ; 
 The Jewish Sabbaths are no more ; 
 The earthly rest is gone. 
 
 188 CM. 
 
 1 The Saviour ris'n to-day we praise, 
 
 In concert with the blest ; 
 For now we see his work complete, 
 And enter into rest. 
 
 2 On this first day a brighter scene 
 
 Of glory was display'd 
 By the Creating Word, than when 
 The universe was made. 
 
 3 He rises who mankind has bought 
 
 With grief and pain extreme : 
 'Twas great to speak the world from naught, 
 'Twas greater to redeem. 
 
 4 How vain the stone, the watch, the seal ! 
 \ Naught can forbid his rise : 
 
 I 'Tis he who shuts the gates of hell, 
 And opens Paradise. 
 
THE LORD'S DAY. 
 
 Let US, his righteousness disclose 
 His death and rising show ; 
 
 Till he return to banish woes, 
 And bless his saints below. 
 
 189 G. M. 
 
 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 Blest be the Lord, who came to men 
 
 AYith messages of grace ; 
 Who came in G-od his Father's name, 
 To save our sinful race. 
 
 3 Hosanna in the highest strain 
 
 The saints on earth can raise ; 
 And when in heaven with him we reign, 
 We'll render nobler praise. 
 
 190 CM. 
 
 1 Come let us join with one accord, 
 In hymns around the throne ; 
 This is the day our risen Lord 
 Hath made and call'd his owa. 
 164 
 
THE lord's day. 
 
 2 This is fhe day whicli God hath blest, 
 
 The brightest of the seven, 
 
 Type of that everlasting rest, 
 
 The saints enjoy in heaven. 
 
 3 Then let us in his name sing on. 
 
 And hasten to that day, 
 When our Redeemer shall come down, 
 And shadows pass away. 
 
 4 Not one, but all our days below. 
 
 Our hearts his praise employ; 
 And in our Lord rejoicing go 
 To his eternal joy. 
 
 191 7s 
 
 Safely through another week, 
 God has brought us on our way ; 
 
 Let us all a blessing seek. 
 Waiting in his courts to-day ; 
 
 Day of all the week the best, 
 
 Emblem of eternal rest. 
 
 While we seek supplies of grace, 
 
 Through the blest Redeemer's name ; 
 
 Show thy reconciling face — 
 Take away our sin and shame ; 
 
 From our worldly cares set free. 
 
 May we rest this day in Thee. 
 
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THE lord's day. 
 
 3 Here we come thy name to praise, 
 
 •* Let us feel thy presence near; 
 Mav thy glory meet our eyes, 
 
 While we in thy house appear : 
 Here, afford us. Lord, a taste, 
 Of our everlasting rest. 
 
 4 May the gospel's joyful sound 
 
 Conquer sinners. — comfort saints ; 
 Make the fruits of grace abound, 
 
 Bring relief to all complaints : 
 Thus let our worship prove, 
 Till we join thy courts above. 
 
 192 L. M. 
 
 1 This day the Lord hath called his own, 
 
 0, let us, then, his praise declare. 
 Fix our desires on him alone, 
 
 And seek his face with fervent prayer. 
 
 2 Lord, in thy love we would rejoice, 
 
 Which bids the burdened soul be free. 
 And, with united heart and voice, 
 Devote these sacred hours to thee. 
 
 3 Now let the world's delusive things 
 
 No more our grovelling thoughts employ, 
 "But Faith be taught to stretch her wings. 
 In search of heaven's unfailing joy. 
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THE lord's day. 
 
 4 0, let these earthly sabbaths. Lord. 
 Be to our lasting welfare blest ; 
 The purest comfort here aiFord, 
 And fit us for eternal rest. 
 
 193 L. M. 
 
 1 When, as returns this solemn day, 
 
 Man comes to meet his Maker, God, 
 What rites, what honors shall he pay? 
 How spread his sovereign name abroad. 
 
 2 From marble domes and gilded spires 
 
 Shall curling clouds of incense rise, 
 And gems, and gold, and garlands, deck 
 The costly pomp of sacrifice? 
 
 3 Vain, sinful man ! creation's Lord 
 
 Thy golden offerings well may spare ; 
 But give thy heart, and thou shalt find 
 Here dwells a God who heareth prayer. 
 
 194 10s. 
 
 1 Hail, happy day! thou day of holy rest ! 
 What heavenly peace and transport fill my 
 
 breast 
 When Christ, the Lord of grace, in love de- 
 scends, 
 And kindly holds communion with his 
 friends ! 
 
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THE lord's day. 
 
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 2 Let earth and all its vanities be gone, 
 Move from my sight and leave my soul alone ; 
 Its flattering, fading glories I despise, 
 
 And to immortal beauties turn my eyes. 
 
 3 Fain would I mount and penetrate the skies, 
 And on my Saviour's glories fix my eyes : 
 O, meet my rising soul, thou Lord of love, 
 And waft it to the blissful realms above. 
 
 195 S. M. 
 
 1 Sweet is the work, 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. 
 168 
 
19G S M. 
 
 1 Hail to the peaceful day ! — 
 
 The day divinely given, 
 When men to God their homage pay, 
 And earth draws near to heaven. 
 
 2 Lord, in this sacred hour. 
 
 Within thy courts we bend, 
 And bless thy love, and own thy power, 
 Our Father and our Friend. 
 
 3 But thou art not alone 
 
 In courts by mortals trod ; 
 Nor only is the day thine own 
 When man draws near to Grod. 
 
 4 Thy temple is the aroh 
 
 Of yon unmeasured sky, 
 Thy sabbath, the stupendous march 
 Of grand eternity. 
 
 5 Lord, may that holier day 
 
 Dawn on thy servants' sight ; 
 And purer worship may we pay 
 In heaven's unclouded light. 
 
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THE LORD'S SUPPER. 
 
 197 CM. 
 
 1 Let vain pursuits and vain desires 
 
 Be banished from the heart, 
 The Saviour's love fill every breast. 
 And light and life impart. 
 
 2 He knew how frail our nature is, 
 
 Our souls how apt to stray; 
 How much we need his gracious help 
 To keep us in the way ! 
 
 3 These faithful pledges of his love 
 
 His mercy did ordain. 
 To bring refreshment to our souls, 
 And faith and hope sustain. 
 
 4 Since such his condescending grace, 
 
 Let us with hearts sincere, 
 Obedient to his holy will, 
 His table now draw near. 
 
 5 And while we join to celebrate 
 
 The sufl'erings of our Lord, 
 May we perceive new grace and power 
 'T obey his holy word. 
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THE lord's supper. 
 
 198 L. M. 
 
 1 'Twas on that dark, everxtful night, 
 
 When all the powers of earth arose 
 Against the Son of God's delight, 
 And he was left alone with foes. 
 
 2 Before the mournful scene began. 
 
 He took the bread, and blessed, and broke ; 
 What love through all his actions ran! 
 What wondrous words of grace he spoke ! 
 
 3 In memory of your dying Lord, 
 
 Do this, he said, till time shall end ; 
 Meet at my table, and record 
 
 The love of your departed Friend, 
 
 4 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate ; 
 
 We show thy death, we sing thy name, 
 Till thou return, and we shall eat 
 The marriage-supper of the Lamb. 
 
 199 CM. 
 
 1 Grod, accept the sacred hour 
 
 Which we to thee have given, 
 And let this hallowed scene have power 
 To raise our thoughts to heaven. 
 
 2 Still let us hold, till life departs, 
 
 The precepts of thy Son, 
 Nor let our thoughtless, thankless hearts 
 Forget what he has done. 
 
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3 His true disciples may we live, 
 
 Frorn all corruption free, 
 And humbly learn like him to give 
 Our powers, our wills to thee. 
 
 4 And oft along life's dangerous way. 
 
 To smooth our passage through, 
 Wilt thou, on this thy holy day, 
 For us this scene renew. 
 
 200 L. M. 
 
 1 When I survey the painful cross 
 On which the Prince of glory died, 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all my pride ! 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
 Save in the death of Christ my Lord ; 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to thy blood. 
 
 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 4 Where the whole realm of nature mine. 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
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THE lord's supper. 
 
 201 C. M. 
 
 1 Come, let us lift our voices high, 
 
 High as our joys arise, 
 And join the songs above the sky, 
 Where pleasure never dies. 
 
 2 Jesus the Lord invites us here 
 
 To this triumphal feast, 
 And brings immortal blessings down 
 For each redeemed guest. 
 
 3 " For you. the children of my love. 
 
 It was for you I died, 
 Behold my hands, behold my feet, 
 And view my wounded side. 
 
 4 " These are the wounds for you I bore. 
 
 The tokens of my pains, 
 When I came down to free your souls 
 From misery and chains. 
 
 5 " Now you must triumph at my feast, 
 
 And taste my flesh, my blood ; 
 And live eternal ages blest. 
 And eat immortal food." 
 
 6 Victorious Lord ! what can we pay 
 
 For favors so divine ! 
 We would devote our hearts to thee, 
 To be for ever thine. 
 
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THE lord's supper. 
 
 202 L. M. 
 
 1 Worthy is He that once was slain, 
 
 The Prince of Peace, that groan'd and died ; 
 Worthy to rise, and live, and reign 
 At his almighty Father's side. 
 
 2 Power and dominion are His due, 
 
 Who stood condemn'd at Pilate's bar ; 
 Wisdom belongs to Jesus too, 
 Though he was charg'd with madness here. 
 
 3 Immortal praises must be paid, 
 
 Instead of scandal and of scorn ; 
 While glory shines around his head, 
 And a bright crown without a thorn. 
 
 4 Honor for ever to the Lamb, 
 
 Who bore our sin, and curse, and pain ; 
 Let angels bless his sacred Name, 
 And every creature say, Amen ! 
 
 203 L. M. 
 
 1 To Jesus our exalted Lord, 
 
 (Dear name, by heaven ^nd earth adored !) 
 Fain would our hearts and voices raise 
 A cheerful song of sacred praise. 
 
 2 But all the notes which mortals know, 
 Are weak, and languishing, and low ; 
 Far, far above our humble songs : 
 The theme demands immortal tongues. 
 
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THE CHURCH. 
 
 3 Yet while around his board we meet, 
 And humbly worship at his feet ; 
 
 O let our warm aifections move, 
 In glad returns of grateful love ! 
 
 4 Let faith our feeble senses aid. 
 
 To see thy wondrous love displayed ; 
 Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, 
 Thy dreadful, agonizing j3ains. 
 
 5 Let humble penitential woe. 
 
 With painful, pleasing anguish, flow ; 
 And thy forgiving love impart 
 Life, hope, and joy to every heart. 
 
 THK CHURCH. 
 
 204 S. M. 
 
 Let strangers walk around 
 
 The city where we dwell, 
 Compass and view thy holy ground, 
 
 And mark the building well ; 
 
 The orders of thy house, 
 
 The worship of thy court, 
 The cheerful songs, the solemn vows ; 
 
 And make a fair report. 
 
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THE CHURCH. 
 
 3 How decent and how wise ! 
 
 How glorious to behold ! 
 Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, 
 And rites adorn'd with gold. 
 
 4 The God we worship now 
 
 Will guide us till we die, 
 Will be our God while here below, 
 And ours above the sky. 
 
 205 S. M. 
 
 1 Great is the Lord our God, 
 
 And let his praise be great, 
 He makes his churches his abode, 
 His most delightful seat. 
 
 2 These temples of his grace, 
 
 How beautiful they stand ! 
 
 • The honors of our native place, 
 
 And bulwarks of our land. 
 
 3 In Zion God is known 
 
 A refuge in distress ; 
 How bright has his salvation shone 
 Through all her palaces ! 
 
 206 L. M. 
 
 1 God in his earthly temple lays 
 * Foundations for his heavenly praise : 
 He likes the teuis of Jacob well. 
 But still in Zion loves to dwell. 
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THE CHURCH. 
 
 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 Ziou told ! 
 
 * Thou city of our Grod 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 Grod makes up his last account 
 Of natives in his holy mount, 
 'Twill be an honor to appear 
 
 As one new-born or nourish'd there ! 
 
 207 L. M. 
 
 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 thy influence from above ; 
 Not Lebanon with all its trees 
 Yields such a comely sight as these. 
 
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THE CHURCH. 
 
 3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; 
 (Nature decays, but grace must thrive :) 
 Time, that doth all things else impair, 
 Still makes them flourish strong and fair. 
 
 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show 
 The Lord is holy, just, and true: 
 None that attend his gates shall find 
 A God unfaithful or unkind. 
 
 208 C. M. 
 
 1 Arise, King of grace, arise, 
 
 And enter to thy rest : 
 Lo ! thy church waits with longing eyes 
 Still to be owned and blest. 
 
 2 Here, mighty God, accept our vows ; 
 
 Here let thy praise be spread: 
 
 Bless the provisions of thy house, 
 
 And fill thy poor with bread. 
 
 3 Here let the Son of David reign, 
 
 Let God's anointed shine ; 
 Justice and truth his court maintain, 
 With love and power divine. 
 
 4 Here let him hold a lasting throne. 
 
 And as his kingdom grows. 
 Fresh honors shall adorn his crown, 
 And shame confound kis foes. 
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THE CHURCH. 
 
 209 C. M. 
 
 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 ; 
 
 Oh grant me my 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 is a strong pavillion, where 
 He makes my soul abide. 
 
 210 SM 
 
 1 How honored is the place. 
 
 Where we adoring stand, 
 Zion, the glory of the earth. 
 And beauty of the land ! 
 
 2 Bulwarks of grace defend 
 
 The city where we dwell: 
 While walls of strong salvation made. 
 Defy th' assaults of hell. 
 
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UNITY OF SPIRIT. 
 
 3 Lift up th' eternal gates, 
 
 The doors wide open fling ; 
 
 Enter, you nations that obey 
 
 The statutes of your King. 
 
 4 Here taste unmingled joys, 
 
 And live in perfect peace ; 
 You that have known the Saviour's name. 
 And ventured on his grace. 
 
 5 Trust in the Lord, you saints, 
 
 And banish all your fears : 
 Strength in the Lord Jehovah dwells, 
 Eternal as his years. 
 
 UNITY OF SPIRIT. 
 
 211 S. M. 
 
 I Blest are the sons of peace, 
 
 Whose hearts and hopes are one ; 
 Whose kind designs to serve and please 
 Througli all their actions run. 
 
 ^ Blest is the pious house 
 
 Where zeal and friendship meet ; 
 Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, 
 Make their communion sweet. ^ 
 
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UNITY OF SPIRIT. 
 
 Thus, when on Aaron's head 
 They poured the rich perfume, 
 
 The oil down to his raiment spread, 
 And pleasure filled the room. 
 
 Thus, on the heavenly hills 
 The saints are blest above, 
 
 Where joy, like morning dew, distils, 
 And all the air is love. 
 
 212 H. M. 
 
 1 How beautiful the sight 
 Of brethren who agree 
 In friendship to unite. 
 And bonds of charity ; 
 
 'Tis like the precious ointment, shed 
 O'er all his robes, from Aaron's head. 
 
 2 'Tis like the dews that fill 
 The cups of Hermon's flowers ; 
 Or Zion's fruitful hill, 
 
 Bright with the drops of showers ; 
 When mingling odors breathe around. 
 And glory rests on all the ground. 
 
 3 For there the Lord commands 
 Blessings, a boundless store. 
 From his unsparing hands, 
 Yea, life for evermore. 
 
 Thrice happy they, who meet above, 
 To spend eternity in love. 
 
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UNITY OF SPIRIT. 
 
 213 CM. 
 
 1 Lo ! what an entertaining sight 
 
 Those friendly brethren prove, 
 Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite 
 Of harmony and love ! 
 
 2 Where streams of bliss, from Christ the sjDring, 
 
 Descend to every soul; 
 And heavenly peace, with balmy wing, 
 Shades and bedews the whole. 
 
 3 'Tis like the oil. divinely blest, 
 
 Which, poured on Aaron's head. 
 Ran down his beard, perfumed his vest. 
 And round its fragrance shed. 
 
 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews. 
 
 That fall on Zion's hill. 
 Where God his mildest glory shows, 
 And makes his grace distil. 
 
 214 S. M. 
 
 1 Let party names no more 
 
 The Christian world o'erspread ; 
 Gentile and Jew, and bond and free. 
 Are one in Christ their head. 
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UNITY OF SPIRIT. 
 
 2 Among the saints on earth 
 
 Let mutual love be found ; 
 Heirs of the same inheritance, 
 With mutual blessings crowned. 
 
 3 Let envy and ill will 
 
 Be banished far away ; 
 Those should in holy friendship dwell, 
 Who the same Lord obey. 
 
 4 Thus will the church below 
 
 Resemble that above ; 
 Where streams of pleasure always flow, 
 And every heart is love. 
 
 215 L. M. 
 
 1 How blest the sacred tie thafbinds, 
 In union sweet, according minds ! 
 
 'How swift the heavenly course they run, 
 Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are 
 one ! 
 
 2 To each the soul of each how dear ! 
 What jealous love, what holy fear ! 
 How doth the generous flame within 
 Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 
 
 3 Nor shall the glowing flame expire, 
 When nature droops her sickening fire ; 
 Then shall they meet in realms above, 
 A heaven of joy — a heaven of love. 
 
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UNITY OF SPIRIT. 
 
 216 S. M. 
 
 1 Blest be the tie that binds 
 
 Oar hearts in Christian love : 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father's throne 
 
 We pour our ardent prayers ; 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
 Our comforts and our cares. 
 
 3 When we assunder part, 
 
 It gives us inward pain ; 
 But we shall still be join'd in heart, 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 4 This glorious hope revives 
 
 Our courage by the way ; 
 While each in expectation lives, 
 And longs to see the day. 
 
 5 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 
 And sin, we shall be free ; 
 And perfect love and friendship reign 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 217 L. M. 
 
 1 How pleasant to our hearts to see 
 The friends of Jesus all agree, 
 To sit around the sacred board 
 As members of one common Lord. 
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UNITY OF SPIRIT. 
 
 2 Here we behold the dawn of bliss — 
 Here we enjoy the Saviour's grace — 
 Here we behold his precious blood, 
 "Which sweetly pleads for us with Grod. 
 
 3 "While here we sit we would implore 
 That love may spread from shore to shore, 
 Till all the saints, like us, combine 
 
 To praise the Lord in songs divine. 
 
 4 To all we freely give our hand, 
 Who love the Lord in ev'ry land ; 
 For all are one in Christ our head, 
 To whom be endless honors paid. 
 
 218 C. M. 
 
 1 The glorious universe around, 
 
 The heavens with all their train, 
 Sun, moon and stars, are firmly bound 
 In one mysterious chain. 
 
 2 The earth, the ocean, and the sky 
 
 To form one world agree ; 
 Where all that walk, or swin, or fly, 
 Compose one family. 
 
 3 God in creation thus displays 
 
 His wisdom and his might. 
 While all his works with all his ways 
 Harmoniously unite. 
 
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SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 4 In one fraternal bond of love, 
 
 One fellowship of mind, 
 The saints below and saints above 
 Their bliss and glory find. 
 
 5 Here, in their house of pilgrimage. 
 
 Thy statutes are their song ; 
 There, through one bright, eternal age 
 Thy praises they prolong. 
 
 6 Lord, may our union form a part 
 
 Of that thrice happy whole : 
 Derive its pulse from thee the heart, 
 Its life from thee the soul. 
 
 SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 219 CM. 
 
 1 What shall I render to my God 
 For all his kindness shown? 
 My feet shall visit thy abode, 
 My songs address thy throne. 
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SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 2 Among the saints that fill thy house, 
 
 My offerings shall be paid ; 
 There shall my zeal perform the vows 
 My soul in anguish made. 
 
 3 How much is 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 ! 
 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 has loosed my bonds of pain, 
 And bound me with thy love. 
 
 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, 
 
 And thy rich grace record ; 
 Witness, you saints, who hear me now, 
 If I forsake the Lord. 
 
 220 C. M. 
 
 1 How did my heart rejoice to hear 
 My friends devoutly say. 
 In Zion let us all appear 
 And keep the solemn day. 
 
 187 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 2 I love lier 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 joy unknown, 
 
 The holy tribes repair ; 
 The Son of David holds his throne, 
 And sits in judgment there. 
 
 4 He hears our praises and complaints; 
 
 And while his awful voice 
 Divides the sinners from the saints, 
 We tremble and rejoice. 
 
 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, my kindred dwell, 
 There, God, my Saviour, reigns. 
 
 221 P.M. 
 
 1 How pleased and bless'd was I, 
 
 To hear the people cry, 
 " Come, let us seek our God to-day !" 
 
 Yes, with a cheerful zeal 
 
 We haste to Zion's hill. 
 And there our vows and honors pay. 
 188 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 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. 
 
 189 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 222 L. M. 
 
 1 Blest hour, when mortal man retires 
 
 To hold communion with his God, 
 To send to heaven his warm desires, 
 And listen to the sacred word. 
 
 2 Blest hour, when earthly cares resign, 
 
 Their empire o'er his anxious breast, 
 While, all around, the calm divine 
 Proclaims the holy day of rest, 
 
 3 Blest hour, when Grod himself draws nigh, 
 
 Well pleased his j^eople's voice to hear, 
 To hush the penitential sigh, 
 
 And wipe away the mourner's tear. 
 
 4 Blest hour ! for, where the Lord resorts, 
 
 Foretastes of future bliss are given. 
 And mortals find his earthly courts 
 The house of God, the gate of heaven. 
 
 223 H. M. 
 
 1 Lord of the worlds above. 
 How pleasant and how fair 
 The dwellings of thy love, 
 Thy earthly temples, are! 
 To thy abode my heart aspires, 
 With warm desires to see my God. 
 190 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 2 happy souls that pray 
 
 Where God appoints to hear! 
 happy men that 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: 
 glorious seat, when God. our King, 
 Shall thither bring our willing feet ! 
 
 224 L. M. 
 
 1 How pleasant, how divinel}" fair, 
 OLord of Hosts, thy dwellings are ! 
 With strong desire my spirit faints 
 To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 
 
 2 Blest are the saints that sit on high, 
 Around thy throne of majest}^ ; 
 Thy brightest glories shine above, 
 And all their-work is praise and love. 
 
 3 Blest are the saints that find a place 
 Within the temple of thy grace ; 
 Here they behold thy gentler rays, 
 And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. 
 
 191 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP 
 
 4 Blest are the men whose hearts are set 
 To find the way to Zion's gate ; 
 
 (jrod is their strength, and through the road 
 They lean upon their helper G'^d. 
 
 5 Cheerful they walk with growing strength 
 Till all shall meet in heaven at length, 
 Till all before thy face appear, 
 
 And join in nobler worship there. 
 
 225 S. M. 
 
 How sweet to bless the Lord 
 
 And in his praises join. 
 With saints his goodness to record, 
 And sing his power divine ! 
 
 2 These seasons of delight 
 
 The dawn of glory seem, 
 Like rays of pure, celestial light, 
 Which on our spirits beam. 
 
 3 0, blest assurance this ; 
 
 Bright morn of heavenly day; 
 Sweet foretaste of eternal bliss, 
 That cheers the pilgrim's way. 
 
 4 Thus may our joys increase, 
 
 Our love more ardent grow, 
 While rich supplies of Jesus' grace 
 Refresh our souls below. 
 192 
 
SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 5 But, 0, the bliss sublime. 
 
 When joj shall be complete, 
 
 In that uncloLided.-glorious clime 
 
 Where all thy servants meet ! 
 
 6 Then shall the ransomed throng 
 
 The Saviour's love record, 
 
 And shout in everlasting song, 
 
 " Salvation to the Lord !" 
 
 226 L. M. 
 
 1 Praise waits in Zion. Lord, for thee j 
 
 Thy saints adore thy holy name : 
 Thy creatures bend th' obedient knee, 
 And, humbly, thy protection claim. 
 
 2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust ; 
 
 The breath of life thy spirit gave ; 
 Where, but in thee, can mortals trust ? 
 Who, but oar God, has power to save 1 
 
 3 Eternal source of truth and light. 
 
 To thee we look, on thee we call ; 
 Lord, we are nothing in thy sight. 
 But thou to us art all in all. 
 
 4 Still may thy children in thy word 
 
 Their common trust and refuge see; 
 0, bind us to each other. Lord, 
 
 By one great tie, — the love of thee. 
 
 17 ia3 
 
SONS OF GOD. 
 
 5 Here, at the portal of thy house, 
 
 We leave our mortal hopes and fears ; 
 Accept our prayer, aud bless our vows, 
 And dry our penitential tears. 
 
 6 So shall our sun of hope arise. 
 
 With brighter still and brighter ray, 
 Till thou shalt bless our longing eyes 
 With beams of everlasting day. 
 
 SONS OF GOD. 
 
 227 C. M. 
 
 Behold th' amazing gift of love 
 
 The father has bestow'd 
 On us, the sons of sinful men, 
 
 To call us sons of God. 
 
 Conceal'd as yet this honor lies, 
 By this dark world unknown — 
 
 A world that knew not when he came, 
 E'en God's beloved Son. 
 194 
 
SONS OF GOD. 
 
 3 Higli is the rank we now possess, 
 
 But liigber we shall rise ; 
 Though what we shall hereafter be 
 Is hid from mortal eyes. 
 
 4 AVe know, we all, when he appears, 
 
 Shall bear his image bright ; 
 And all his glory full disclos'd 
 Shall open to our sight. 
 
 5 A hope so great, and so divine, 
 
 May trials well endure, 
 And purify our souls from sin, 
 As Christ himself is pure. 
 
 228 L. M. 
 
 1 Not all the nobles of the earth, 
 
 ■ Who boast the honors of their birth, 
 Such real dignity can claim, 
 As those who bear the Christian name. 
 
 2 To them the privilege is giv'n 
 
 To be the sons and heirs of heav'n ; 
 Sons of the God who reigns on high. 
 And heirs of joy beyond the sky. 
 
 3 On them, a happy, chosen race, 
 Their Father pours his richest grace : 
 To them his counsels he imparts, 
 And stamps his image on their hearts. 
 
 ^ 195 
 
SONS OF GOD. 
 
 4 Their daily wants his hands supply, 
 Their steps he guards with watchful eye ; 
 Leads them from earth to heav'n above, 
 And crowns them with eternal love. 
 
 5 If I've the honor. Lord, to be 
 One of this num'rous family ; 
 On me the gracious gift bestow, 
 To call thee Abba, Father, too. 
 
 6 So may my conduct ever prove 
 My filial piety and love; 
 
 Whilst all my brethren clearly trace 
 Their Father's likeness in my face. 
 
 229 P. M. 
 
 1 Let others boast their ancient line, 
 
 In long succession great ; 
 In the proud list let heroes shine, 
 
 And monarchs swell the state ; 
 Descended from the King of kings, 
 Each saint a nobler title sings. 
 
 2 Pronounce me, gracious God, thy son, 
 
 Own me an heir divine; 
 I'll pity princes on the throne. 
 
 When I can call thee mine : 
 Sceptres and crowns unenvied rise 
 And lose their lustre in mine eyes. 
 1^6 
 
THE CORNER STONE. 
 
 3 Content, obscure, I pass my days, 
 
 To all I meet unknown, 
 And wait till thou thy child shall raise, 
 
 And seat me near thy throne : 
 No name, no honors here I crave, 
 Well pleas'd with those beyond the grave. 
 
 4 Jesus my elder brother lives, 
 
 With him I too shall reign ; 
 Nor sin, nor death, while he survives, 
 
 Shall make the promise vain : 
 In him my title stands secure. 
 And shall while endless years endure. 
 
 5 When he, in robes divinely bright. 
 
 Shall once again appear, 
 You too, my soul, shall shine in light. 
 
 And his full image bear : 
 Enough ! — I wait th' appointed day — 
 Bless'd Saviour, haste, and come 
 
 THE CORNER STONE. 
 
 230 L. M. 
 
 1 Lo, what a precious Corner-Stone 
 The Jewish builders did refuse ! 
 But God hath built his church thereon, 
 And blessed the Gentiles with the Jews. 
 
 • 17* 197 
 
THE CORNER STONE. 
 
 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 sinful race : 
 Let all on earth address their King, 
 With hearts of joy and songs of praise. 
 
 231 S M 
 
 1 Behold the Corner-Stone, 
 
 Which God in Zion lays, 
 To build our heavenly hopes upon, 
 And his eternal praise. 
 
 2 The-work. Lord, is thine, 
 
 And wondrous in our eyes ; 
 This day declares it all divine ; 
 This day did Jesus rise. 
 
 3 How glorious is the day 
 
 By our Redeemer made ! 
 Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray; 
 Let all the world be glad. 
 198 
 
ENCOURAOEMEXT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 4. Hosanna to the King, 
 
 Of David's royal blood : 
 Bless him, our souls ; he comes to bring 
 Salvation from our God.. 
 
 ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 232 L. M. 
 
 1 " Come, hither, all you weary souls. 
 
 You heavy-laden sinners, come ; 
 I'll give you rest from all your toils, 
 And raise you too 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 " Blest is the man whose shoulders take 
 
 My yoke, and bear it with delight : 
 My yoke is easy to the neck ; 
 
 My grace i?hall make the burden light." 
 
 I9y 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 Jesus, we come at thy command ; 
 
 With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, 
 Resign our spirits to thy hand, 
 
 To mould and guide us at thy will. 
 
 233 L. M. 
 
 1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan 
 
 Hath taught the rocks the notes of woe ; 
 Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, 
 
 And let thy tears forget to flow : 
 Behold, the precious balm is found, 
 To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound. 
 
 2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed ; 
 
 Unburden here thy weighty load ; 
 Here find thy refuge and thy rest, 
 
 And trust the mercy of thy God :* 
 Thy God 's thy Saviour — glorious word! 
 Forever love and praise the Lord. 
 
 234 C. M. 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend, 
 And every heart rejoice ; 
 
 The trumpet of the gospel sounds 
 With an inviting voice. 
 
 200 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 2 Ho ! all 3'ou hungry, starving souls. 
 
 That feed upon the wind. 
 And vainly strive with earthly toys 
 To fill an empty mind, — 
 
 3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared 
 
 A soul-reviving feast, 
 And bids your longing appetites 
 Th^ rich provision taste. 
 
 4 Ho! 3"ou that pant for living streams, 
 
 And pine away and die, — 
 Here you may quench your raging thrist 
 With springs that never dry. 
 
 5 The happy gates of gospel grace 
 
 Stand open night and day ; 
 Lord, we are come to seek supplies, 
 And drive our wants away. 
 
 235 C. M. 
 
 1 The King of heaven his table spreads, 
 
 And dainties crown the board : 
 Not paradise, with all its joys, 
 Could such delight afibrd. 
 
 2 You hungry poor, that long have strayed 
 
 In sin's dark mazes, come ; 
 Come from your most obscure retreats. 
 And grace shall find you room. 
 
 201 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 3 Millions of souls, in glory now, 
 
 Were fed and feasted here ; 
 And millions more, still on the way, 
 Around the board appear. 
 
 4 Yet are his house and heart so large, 
 
 That millions more may come ; 
 Nor could the whole assembled world 
 O'erfiU the spacious room. • 
 
 5 All things are ready ; come away. 
 
 Nor Aveak excuses frame : 
 Come, taste the dainties of the feast, 
 And bless the Master's name. 
 
 236 C. M. 
 
 1 The Saviour calls ; let every ear 
 
 Attend the heavenly sound ; 
 You doubting souls, dismiss your fear ; 
 Hope smiles reviving round. 
 
 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, 
 
 Here streams of bounty flow, 
 And life, and health, and bliss, impart, 
 To banish mortal woe. 
 
 3 You sinners, come ; 'tis mercy's voice ; 
 
 That gracious voice obey ; 
 'Tis Jesus calls to heavenly joys ; 
 And can you yet delay 1 
 202 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PEXtTEXTS. 
 
 4 Dear Saviour, may reluctant hearts ; 
 To thee in earnest fly, 
 And take the bliss thy love imparts, 
 And drink, and never die. 
 
 237 C. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, thy blessings are not few, 
 
 Nor is thy gospel weak : 
 Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, 
 And heal the dying Greek. 
 
 2 Wide as the reach of Satan's rage 
 
 Doth thy salvation flow ; 
 'Tis not confined to sex nor age 
 The lofty nor the low. 
 
 3 While grace is off"ered to the prince. 
 
 The poor may take their share ; 
 No mortal has a just pretence 
 To perish in despair. 
 
 4 Come, all you vilest sinners, come ; 
 
 He'll form your souls anew ; 
 His gospel and his heart have room 
 For rebels such as you. 
 
 5 His doctrine is almighty love ; 
 
 There's virtue in his name 
 To turn the raven to a dove, 
 A lion to a lamb. 
 
 . 203 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 238 S. M. 
 
 1 You sons of earth, arise, 
 
 You creatures of a day ; 
 Kedeem the time — be bold — be wise, 
 And cast your bonds away. 
 
 2 The year of gospel grace 
 
 With us rejoice to see. 
 And thankfully in Christ embrace 
 Your preferred liberty. 
 
 3 Blest Saviour. Lord of all, 
 
 Thee may they now receive ; 
 Obedient to thy gracious call, 
 0. may they turn and live. 
 
 4 Our former years misspent, 
 
 Now let us deeply mourn, 
 And, softened by thy grace, repeat, 
 And to thy a^ms return. 
 
 239 S M 
 
 Now is the accepted time ; 
 
 Now is the day of grace ; 
 Now, sinners, come, without delay, 
 
 And seek the Saviour's face. 
 
 204 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 2 Now is til' 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 r^om. 
 
 4 Lord, may repentant souls, 
 
 Now feast upon thy love ; 
 Then will the angels swiftly fly 
 To bear the news above. 
 
 240 S. M. 
 
 1 Now is the day of grace ; 
 
 Now to the Saviour come ; 
 The Lord is calling, •• Seek my face, 
 And I will guide you home." 
 
 2 A Father bids you speed ; 
 
 0, wherefore then delay 1 
 He calls in love ; he sees your need ; 
 He bids you come to-day. 
 
 3 To-day the prize is won ; 
 
 The promise is to save ; 
 Then, 0. be wise ; to-morrow's sun 
 May shine uporr your grave. 
 
 18 205 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 241 S. M. 
 
 1 You sinners, fear the Lord, 
 
 While yet 'tis called to-day ; 
 Soon will the awful voice of death 
 Command your souls away. 
 
 2 Soon will the harvest close, 
 
 The summer soon be o'er ; 
 sinners, then your injured God 
 Will heed your cries no more. 
 
 3 Then, while 'tis called to-day, 
 
 0, hear the gospel's sound ; 
 Come, sinners, haste, haste away. 
 While pardon may be found. 
 
 242 7s. 
 
 1 Haste, sinner^ now be wise ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Wisdom if you still despise, 
 Harder is it to be won. 
 
 2 Haste, and mercy now implore ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 Lest thy season should be o'er. 
 Ere this evening's stage be run. 
 206 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 3 Haste, 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, sinner ; now be blest ; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun, 
 Lest perdition thee arrest, 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 
 243 S. M. 
 
 1 All yesterday is gone ; 
 
 To-morrow 's not our own ; 
 
 O sinner, come, without delay, 
 
 To bow before the throne. 
 
 3 0, hear his voice to-day, 
 
 And harden not ^^our heart ; 
 To-morrow, with a frown, he may 
 Pronounce the woW, — •■ Depart." 
 
 244 S. M. 
 
 1 The swift declining day. 
 
 How fast its moments fly, 
 While evening's broad and gloomy shade 
 Gains on the western sky ! 
 
 207 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 2 You mortals, mark its pace. 
 
 And use the hours of light ; 
 For know, its Maker can command 
 An instant, endless night. 
 
 3 Give glory to the Lord, 
 
 AVho rules the rolling sphere ; 
 Submissive, at his footstool bow, 
 And seek salvation there. 
 
 4 Then shall new lustre break 
 
 Through all the heavy gloom. 
 And lead you to unchanging light, 
 In your celestial home. 
 
 245 C. M. 
 
 1 Sinner, the voice of God regard ; 
 
 His 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 live devoid of peace : 
 A thousand stings within your breast 
 Deprive your soul of ease. 
 
 3 But he who turns to God shall live. 
 
 Through his abounding grace ; 
 His mercy will the guilt forgive 
 Of those who seek his face. 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 5 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
 Renouncing every sin ; 
 Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
 And iearn his will divine. 
 
 246 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 1 Sinners, will you scorn the message, 
 
 Sent in mercy from above ? 
 Every sentence, 0, how tender ! 
 
 Every line is full of love : 
 Listen to it ; 
 Every line is full of love. 
 
 2 Hear the heralds of the gospel 
 
 News from Zion's King proclaim; 
 •' Pardon to each rebel sinner ; 
 Free forgiveness in his name." 
 
 How important ! 
 " Free forgiveness in his name." 
 
 3 Tempted souls, they bring you succor ; 
 
 Fearful hearts, they quell your fears ; 
 And, with news of consolation. 
 
 Chase away the falling tears. 
 Tender heralds ! 
 Chase away the falling tears. 
 
 18* » 209 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 "Who hath our report believed ? 
 
 Who received the joyful word? 
 Who embraced the news of pardon 
 
 Offered to you by the Lord? 
 Can you slight it ? 
 
 Offered to you by the Lord. 
 
 you angels, hovering round us, 
 Waiting spirits, speed your way ; 
 
 Haste you to the court of heaven, 
 Tidings bear without delay : 
 
 Rebel sinners 
 Glad the message will obey. 
 
 247 7s. 
 
 1 When thy mortal life is fled, 
 
 When the death-shades o'er the spread, 
 When is finished thy career, 
 Sinner, where wilt thou appear ? 
 
 2 When the world has passed away, 
 When draws near the judgment-day. 
 When the awful trump shall sound. 
 Say, 0, where wilt thou be found ? 
 
 3 When the judge descends in light. 
 Clothed in majesty and might, 
 When the wicked quail with fear, 
 Where, 0, where wtlt thou appear? 
 
 2i0 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 4 What .shall soothe thy bursting heart. 
 When the saints and thou must part? 
 When the good with joy are crowned, 
 
 Sinner, where wilt thou be found? 
 
 248 L. M. 
 
 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. 
 
 2 My soul is humbled in the dust, 
 And owns thy dreadful sentence just ; 
 Look down, Lord, with pitying eye, 
 And save the soul condemned to die. 
 
 3 Then will I teach the world thy ways ; 
 Sinners shall learn thy saving grace ; 
 I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, 
 And they shall praise a pardoning God. 
 
 4 0, 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. 
 
 249 C M. 
 
 1 And will the Lord thus condescend 
 To visit sinful worms? 
 Thus at the door shall Mercy stand, 
 In all her winninsr forms ? 
 
 211 
 
ENCOURAGEMENT TO PENITENTS. 
 
 2 Surprising grace ! — and shall thy heart 
 
 Unmoved and cold remain ? 
 Has it no soft, no tender part? 
 Must Mercy plead in vain 1 
 
 3 (Shall Jesus for admission sue, 
 
 His charming voice unheard ? 
 And shall thy heart, his rightful due, 
 Eemain forever barred ? 
 
 250 L. M. 
 
 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 invites, how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound ! 
 Come, sinners, haste, 0, haste away, 
 While 3'et a pardoning God is 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, 
 
 I No sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, 
 No God regard your bitter prayer, 
 No Saviour call you to the skies. 
 212 
 
SALVATION, 
 
 Now God invites ; how blest the day ! 
 
 How sweet the gospel's charming sound! 
 Come, sinners, haste, haste away, 
 
 While yet a pardoning God is found. 
 
 SALVATIOBT. 
 
 251 CM. 
 
 1 Salvation ! 0, the joyful sound ! 
 
 'Tis pleasure to our ears ; 
 A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 At hell's dark door we lay ; 
 But we arise, by grace divine, 
 To see a heav'nly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around, • 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 4 happy period ! glorious day ! 
 
 W^hen heaven and earth shall raise, 
 With all their powers, the raptur'd lay 
 To celebrate thy praise ! 
 
 213 
 
SALVATION. 
 
 252 C. P. M. 
 
 1 0, let your mingling voices rise, 
 In grateful rapture, to 'the skies, 
 
 And hail a Saviour's birth ; 
 Let songs of joy the day proclaim. 
 When Jesus all-triumphant came, 
 
 To bless the sons of earth. 
 
 2 He came to bid the weary rest, 
 
 ^0 heal the sinner's wounded breast, 
 
 To bind the broken heart; 
 To spread the light of truth around. 
 And to the world's remotest bound 
 The heavenly gift impart. 
 
 3 He came our trembling souls to save 
 From sin. from sorrow, and the grave. 
 
 And chase our fears away ; 
 Victorious over death and time, 
 To lead us to a happier clime, 
 
 AVhere reigns eternal day. 
 
 4 Then let our mingling voices rise 
 In grateful rapture to the skies, 
 
 And hail a Saviour's birth ; 
 3jet songs of joy the day. proclaim, 
 "When Jesus all-triumphant came, 
 
 To save the sons of earth. 
 214 
 
SALVATION. 
 
 253 P.M. 
 
 1 To him who did salvation bring, 
 Wake ev'ry tuneful power, and sing 
 
 A song of sweetest praise : 
 His grace diffuses, as the rains 
 Crown nature's flow'ry hills and plains, 
 
 And spread a thousand ways. 
 
 2 Salvation is the noblest song, 
 
 may it dwell on ev'ry tongue, 
 And all repeat '-- Amen !" 
 
 The Lord will come from heav'n to envth. 
 To give his people second birth, 
 And make them one again. 
 
 3 We feel redemption drawing near ; 
 We soon in glory shall appear. 
 
 And be forever bless'd : 
 His promise never can delay, 
 Our Saviour on th' appointed day 
 
 Will give his people rest. 
 
 4 By faith we view him coming down, 
 With angels hov'ring all around ; 
 
 He smiles upon his saints : 
 He cries aloud in melting strains, 
 
 1 come to save you from your pains, 
 And end your sore complaints. 
 
 215 
 
MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 The smiling millions rise and sing^ 
 All glory! glory to our King! 
 
 The Grand Assize is come ! 
 You everlasting doors, fly wide, 
 The church is glorious as a bride, 
 
 And Jesus takes her home. 
 
 In all the heav'ns there's not a tear, 
 I^or in the realms of bliss a fear, 
 
 But pleasures yet unknown : 
 From heav'n to heav'n we sound the bliss, 
 what a blest abode is this. 
 
 Forever round the throne ! 
 
 The joys of heav'n will never end ; 
 All glory to the Sinner's Friend ! 
 
 Roll on, you happy scenes ! 
 You winged seraphs, help us praise 
 The Author of eternal joys ! 
 
 Our Saviour ever reigns. 
 
 KIISSIOIVARY HYMNS. 
 
 254 S. M. 
 
 1 Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word, 
 And wait the smilings of thy face, 
 Assemble round thy mercy-seat, 
 And plead the promise of thv grace. 
 216 
 
MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 2 We consecrate these hours to thee, 
 Tihy sovereign mercy to entreat ; 
 And feel some animating hope. 
 We shall divine acceptance meet. 
 
 3 Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son, 
 To be a light to Gentile lands ? 
 
 To open the benighted eye, 
 
 And loose the wretched prisoner's bands t 
 
 4 Hast thou not said, from sea to sea, 
 His vast dominion shall exteiul? 
 That every tongue shall call hiiii Lord, 
 And every knee before him bend ? 
 
 5 Now let the happy time appear, 
 The time to favor Zion come ; 
 Send forth thy heralds far and near, 
 To call thy banished children home. 
 
 25 5 CM. 
 
 1 Indulgent G-od. to thee we pray, 
 Be with us on this solemn day ; 
 Approve our souls — our plans approve, 
 By which we seek to spread thy love. 
 
 2 Let party prejudice be gone. 
 And love unite our hearts in one; 
 Let all we have and are, combine 
 To aid this glorious work of thine. 
 
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MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 3 Point US to men of upright mind, 
 Devoted, diligent, and kind ; 
 
 With grace be all their hearts endowed, 
 And light to guide them in the road. 
 
 4 With cheerful steps may they proceed. 
 Where'er thy providence shall lead ; 
 
 Let heaven and earth their works befriend, 
 And mercy all their paths attend. 
 
 5 Where Pagan altars now are built. 
 And brutal blood, or human, spilt, 
 There let the bleeding cross be reared, 
 And God, our God, alone revered. 
 
 6 Where captives groaned beneath their chain, 
 Let grace and love, and concord reign ; 
 The aged and the infant tongue 
 
 Unite in one harmonious song. 
 
 256 L. M. 
 
 1 Let Jews and Gentiles, bond and free 
 
 Embrace salvation, Lord, by thee ; 
 While those who now in darkness dwell, 
 Deliverance sing from guilt and hell. 
 
 Millions behold, on heathen ground. 
 Who never heard the gospel's sound j 
 Oh, send it forth, and let it run, 
 Swift and reviving as the sun. 
 
MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 3 0, look on those, who stand to tell 
 
 The way that leads from death and hell : 
 Guard thou their lives, their hearts unite ; 
 Teach them to act as in thy sight. 
 
 4 To those who give, do thou impart 
 A generous, wise, and tender heart ; 
 Lord, crown their zeal, reward their care, 
 That in thy grace they all may share. 
 
 5 Let many stand around thy throne, 
 From different climes ; let many own, 
 The banner of the cross unfurled, 
 Has saved from hell a ruined world. 
 
 25 7 L. M. 
 
 1 Send forth thy messengers of peace, 
 Make Satan's reign and empire cease ; 
 Let thy salvation. Lord, be known, 
 That all the world thy power may own. 
 
 2 Though darkness now the earth pervades, 
 And men are placed in dismal shades, 
 Our God will soon arise and shine 
 
 On Zion with a light divine. 
 
 3 Then nations, with his grace replete, 
 Shall spread their trophies at his feet; 
 Clothed with immortal bliss, to prove 
 The power and greatness of his love. 
 
 219 
 
MISSIONAPcY HYMNS. 
 
 4 may the triumphs of thy grace, 
 Abound, while righteousness and peace, 
 In mild and lovely forms, display 
 The glories of the later day. 
 
 258 C. M. 
 
 1 Trusting in Christ, go, heralds ! rear 
 The gospel standard, void of fear ; " 
 Go seek with joy your destined home, 
 And preach a Saviour, there unknown. 
 
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 Yes, Christian heroes, go, proclaim 
 Salvation in Immanuel's name; 
 To distant climes the tidings bear, 
 And plant the rose of Sharon there. 
 
 He'll shield you with a wall of fire — 
 With flaming zeal your hearts inspire; ' 
 Bid raging winds their fury cease, 
 And calm the savage breast to peace. 
 
 And when our labors all are o'er. 
 Then shall we meet to part no more ; 
 Meet — with the blood-bought throng to fall, 
 And crown our Jesus — Lord of all. 
 
 259 L. M. 
 
 Exert thy power, thy rights maintain, 
 Insulted, everlasting King ! 
 The influence of thy crown increase. 
 And strangers to thy footstool bring. 
 220 
 
MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 2 We long to see that happy time, 
 That dear, expected, blissful day, 
 When countless myriads of our race 
 The second Adam shall obey. 
 
 3 Thy prophecies must be fulfill'd, 
 Though earth and hell should dare oppose; 
 The stone cut from the mountain's side, 
 Though unobserv'd, to empire grows. 
 
 4 In one vast symphony of praise, 
 Gentile and Jew shall then unite ; 
 And infidelity, asham'd, 
 
 Sink in th' abyss of endless night. 
 
 5 Afric's emancipated sons 
 
 Shall join with Europe's polish'd race 
 To celebrate, in different tongues. 
 The glories of redeeming grace. 
 
 260 L. M. 
 
 1 Go, missionaries, and proclaim, 
 
 The kind Redeemer you have found; 
 
 Publish his ever precious name 
 
 To all the wondering nations round. 
 
 2 Go, tell th' unletter'd wretched slave, 
 Who groans beneath a tyrant's rod, 
 
 You bring — a freedom bought with blood, 
 The blood of an incarnate Word. 
 
 19* 221 
 
MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 3 And tell the panting sable chief, 
 On Ethiopia's scorching sand, 
 
 You come — with a refreshing stream 
 To cheer and bless his thirsty land. 
 
 4 Go, tell on India's golden shores. 
 The Ganges, Tibet, and Boutan, 
 That to enrich their deathless mind, 
 You come — the friends of God and man. 
 
 5 Tell all the distant isles afar 
 That lie in darkness and the grave. 
 You come — a glorious light to show. 
 You come — their souls to seek and save. 
 
 6 Say, the religion you profess 
 Is all benevolence and love: 
 And, crown'd with energy divine, 
 Its heavenly origin will prove. 
 
 261 L. M. 
 
 1 " Go," said the voice of heavenly Love, 
 " My gospel preach to every land ; 
 
 Lo ! I am with you to the end, 
 Observe and follow my command." 
 
 2 With joy the first disciples heard. 
 And told the ever-gracious news. 
 As they from him receiv'd in charge, 
 First, to the unbelieving Jews : 
 
 222 
 
MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 3 Then, to the Gentiles, far and near, 
 Publish'd salvation in his name, 
 And the glad tidings of his grace, 
 To this distinguish'd country came. 
 
 4 But, ah ! to spread their sacred theme, 
 How few have our attempts been found ! 
 What heathen lands from us have heard 
 The glorious heart-reviving sound 1 
 
 5 To us their duty they bequeathed ; 
 And left the promise on record ; 
 And, had our ardour equall'd theirs, 
 The same had been our blest reward. 
 
 6 AYe, too, had multitudes beheld 
 Forsake the gods their hands had made, 
 And the bright beam of heavenly day 
 Their yet benighted realms pervade. 
 
 262 L. M. 
 
 Where'er the blustering north-wind blows, 
 And spreads its frost or fleecy snows ; 
 Where'er the sun, with quickening ray, 
 Shiaes all abroad and gives the day ; 
 
 Where'er the lesser orbs of light 
 Dart forth their beams and gild the night, 
 There may his heralds loud proclaim 
 The Saviour's love — the Saviour's name. 
 
 223 
 
MISSIONARY HYMNS. 
 
 3 For works so pleasing, so benign, 
 Lord, grant thy blessings all divine, 
 Till all '• the spacious globe around, 
 With" raptured '-songs of praise resound." 
 
 263 P. M. 
 
 1 With songs of grateful praise 
 
 Surround Jehovah's seat; 
 The goodness of his ways 
 
 Through all the earth repeat; 
 His mercy rose 
 Ere time was known. 
 And from his throne 
 Eternal flows. 
 
 2 He bids his light arise, 
 
 And sends his gospel forth ; 
 From east to west it flies, 
 
 And fills the south aud north ; 
 His mighty grace 
 Its power imparts. 
 And willing hearts 
 His truth embrace. 
 
 3 Then far as isles extend, 
 
 To the vast ocean's bound, 
 Let kings to Jesus bend. 
 
 And pour their ofl"'rings round ; 
 Arabia raise 
 The song divine, 
 And, Afric. join 
 
 T' exalt his praise. 
 224 
 
ON OPENING A HOUSE OF WORSHIP. 
 
 4 Let India's fertile shore 
 
 Its gifts and honors bring, 
 To hail the Saviour's power, 
 To crown Imnianuel King ; 
 
 Remotest lands 
 The homage pay, 
 Till all obey 
 
 His high commands. 
 
 ox OPENING A HOUSE OP WORSsHIP. 
 
 264 L. M. 
 
 1 Great God, thy watchful care we bless, 
 Which guards these sacred courts in peace; 
 Nor dare tumultuous foes invade 
 
 To fill thy worshippers with dread. 
 
 2 These walls we to thy honor raise. 
 Long may they echo to thy praise ! 
 And thou, descending, fill the place 
 With choicest tokens of thy grace. 
 
 3 And in the great decisive day, 
 When God the nations shall survey, 
 May it before the word appear, 
 
 That crowds were trained to glory here. 
 
 225 
 
ON OPENING A HOUSE OP WORSHIP. 
 
 265 C. M. 
 
 1 Greatest of beings. Source of good, 
 
 We bow before thy throne, 
 Which from eternity hath stood, 
 And worship thee alone. 
 
 2 Wilt thou vouchsafe thy blessings here, 
 
 And shed pr-opitious rays, 
 While \vith united hands we rear 
 An altar to thy praise ? 
 
 3 Here, then, in every heart be found 
 
 The dwelling of thy choice : 
 And here be heard that sweetest sound. 
 The cheerful, thankful voice. 
 
 4 Here may the mind, while sunk in woes, 
 
 And comfort long delays, 
 On Mercy's gentle breast repose, 
 And change its sighs for praise. 
 
 5 May love, with sweet, resistless force, 
 
 Compel her guests to come ; 
 Arrest the sinner's downward course. 
 And call the wanderer home. 
 
 6 While life eternal all pursue, 
 
 Here may the wa}^ be shown, 
 To know thyself. God only true. 
 And Christ, thy chosen Son. 
 22 ij 
 
ON OPENING A HOUSE OF WORSHIP. 
 
 26G L. M. 
 
 1 Praise you the Lord, around wliose throne 
 
 All heaven in ceaseless worship waits ; 
 Whose glory fills the worlds unknown ; 
 Praise you the Lord, from Zion's gates. 
 
 2 With mingling souls and voices join, 
 
 To him the swelling anthem raise ; 
 Repeat his name with joy divine, 
 And fill this temple with his praise. 
 
 3 x\ll-2:racious Gnd. to thee we owe 
 
 Each joy and blessing time affords ; 
 Light, life and health, and all below, 
 
 Spring from thy presence, Lord of lords. 
 
 4 Thine be the praise, for thine the love, 
 
 That freely all our sins forgave, 
 Pointed our dying eyes above, 
 
 And showed us life beyond the grave. 
 
 5 Immortal life ! this thought disarms 
 
 The terrors of our mortal shore ; 
 It brings to view eternal charms, 
 When other comforts are no more. 
 
 267 L. M. 
 
 1 thou, to whom, in ancient time. 
 
 The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung, 
 Whom kings adored in song sublime. 
 
 And prophets praised with glowins: tongue ; 
 
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ON OPENING A HOUSE OF WORSHIP. 
 
 2 Not now on Zion's height alone, 
 
 Thy favored worshipper may dwell; 
 Not where, at sultry noon, thy Son 
 Sat, weary, by the patriarch's well : 
 
 8 From every place below the skies, 
 
 The grateful song, the fervent prayer, 
 The incense of the heart, may rise 
 To heaven, and find acceptance there. 
 
 4 In this thy house, whose doors we now 
 
 For social worship first unfold. 
 To thee the suppliant throng shall bow. 
 While circling years on years are rolled. 
 
 5 To thee shall ago, with snowy hair. 
 
 And strength and beauty, bend the knee. 
 And childhood lisp, with reverent air, 
 Its praises and its prayers to thee. 
 
 6 thou, to whom, in ancient time, 
 
 The lyre of prophet bards was strung, 
 To thee, at last, in every clime. 
 
 Shall temples rise, and praise be sung. 
 
 268 C. M. 
 
 1 Supreme in power, God of grace, 
 Thy throne is fixed on high ; 
 Yet to thy waiting, suppliant race. 
 Art thou forever nigh. 
 
 223 
 
ON OPEXING A HOUSE OF WORSIJIP. 
 
 2 Before thj mercy-seat we bend, 
 
 Implore thy love divine, 
 Where justice, truth and mercy blend, 
 And in full splendor shine. 
 
 3 Wilt thou, our Father and our Friend. 
 
 Accept this house of prayer? 
 And may thy potent arm defend 
 This temple of thy care. 
 
 4 To thee we dedicate this house, 
 
 And our best offering bring : 
 Here pay to thee our solemn vows, 
 And hymns of triumph sing. 
 
 5 Long may these temple walls resound 
 
 With thy most worthy praise ; 
 And may each heart, Grod, be found 
 A temple of thy grace. 
 
 269 L. M. 
 
 1 bow thy ear, Eternal One ! 
 On thee our heart adoring calls ; 
 To thee the followers of thy Son 
 
 Have raised, and now devote these walls. 
 
 2 Here let thy holy days be kept ; 
 And be this place to worship given, 
 Like that bright spot where Jacob slept, 
 The house of G-od, the gate of heaven. 
 
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ON OPENING A HOUSE OF WORSHIP. 
 
 3 Here may honor dwell ; and here, 
 As incense, let thy children's prayer, 
 From contrite hearts and lips sincere, 
 Rise on the still and peaceful air. 
 
 4 Here be thy praise devoutly sung ; 
 Here let thy truth beam forth to save, 
 As when, of old. thy spirit hung 
 
 On wings of light o'er Jordan's wave. 
 
 5 And when the lips, that with thy name 
 Are vocal now. to dust shall turn. 
 
 On others may devotion's flame 
 Be kindled here, and purely burn. 
 
 27 O L. M. 
 
 1 Jehovah. God. our heavenly King. 
 
 This temple to thy name we raise; 
 In strains as pure as angels sing, 
 may its walls resound thy praise. 
 
 2 Here may thy truth in radiance shine, 
 
 And grateful hearts its influence feel ; 
 And at its pure and holy shrine. 
 In ardent homage may we kneel. 
 
 3 May virtue's bright and living flame, 
 
 From souls renewed by heavenly love. 
 Waft its sweet incense to thy name, — 
 A sacrifice thou wilt approve. 
 230 
 
ON OPENING A HOUSE OF ^^ OH SHIP. 
 
 4 When, in thv earthly dwelling-place, 
 
 We meet to mingle praise and prayer, 
 May we in love the word embrace, 
 And all th}^ proniis'd blessings share. 
 
 5 And when thy love our souls shall raise. 
 
 When every knee to thee shall bend, 
 0, then, we'll give thee deathless praise, 
 Eternal Father, changeless Friend. 
 
 271 L. M. 
 
 1 And ^ill the great eternal God 
 On earth establish his abode ? 
 And will he from his radiant throne 
 Avow our temples for his own? 
 
 2 We bring the tribute of our praise, 
 And sing that condescending grace. 
 Which to our notes shall lend an ear. 
 And call us sinful mortals near. 
 
 3 These walls we to thy honor raise : 
 Long may they echo with thy praise ; 
 And thou, in blessing, fill the place 
 With choicest tokens of thy grace. 
 
 27 2 L. M. 
 
 ) The perfect world by Adam trod, 
 Was the first temple — built by God ; 
 His fiat laid the corner stone. 
 And raised its pillars, one by one. 
 
 231 
 
MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 2 He hung its starry roof on high — 
 The broad illimitable sky ; 
 He spread its pavement green and bright. 
 And curtained it with morning light. 
 
 1) The mountains in their places stood — 
 The sea, the sky, and '• all was good ;" 
 And when its first pure praises rang, 
 The " morning stars together sang." 
 
 4 Lord ! 't is not ours to make the sea 
 And earth and sky a house for thee ; 
 But in thy sight our oflfering is 
 An humbler temple, •• made with hands." 
 
 MOR-NIXG HYBINS. 
 
 273 L. M. 
 
 God of the morning, at thy voice 
 
 The cheerful sun makes haste to rise. 
 
 And like a giant doth rejoice 
 
 To run his journey through the skies. 
 
 0, like the sun may T fulfil 
 
 Th' appointed duties of the day ; 
 
 With ready mind and active will 
 
 March on, and keep my heavenly way. 
 23:3 
 
MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 3 Lord, thy commands are clean and pure, 
 
 Enlightening our beclouded eyes ; 
 Thy threatenings just, thy promise sure ; 
 Thy gospel makes the simple wise. 
 
 4 Give me thy counsels for my guide, 
 
 And then receive me to thy bliss ; 
 All my desires and hopes beside 
 
 Are faint and cold compared with this. 
 
 274 CM. 
 
 1 Once more, my soul, the rtsing day 
 
 Salutes thy walking eyes ; 
 Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay 
 To Him who rules the skies. 
 
 2 Night unto night his name repeats ; 
 
 .The day renews the sound ; 
 Wide as the heavens on which he sits. 
 To turn the seasons round. 
 
 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame : 
 
 My tongue shall speak his praise ; 
 My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, 
 And yet his wrath delays. 
 
 4 How many wretched souls have fled 
 
 Since the last setting sun ! 
 And yet thou lengthenest out my thread, 
 And yet my moments run. 
 
 20* 233 
 
MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 5 Great God, let all my hours be thine, 
 When I enjoy the light ; 
 Then shall my sun in smiles decline, 
 And bring a peaceful night. 
 
 27 5 CM. 
 
 1 Again, from calm and sweet repose, 
 
 I rise to hail the dawn ; 
 Again my waking eyes unclose, 
 To view the smiling morn. 
 
 2 Great God of love, thy praise I'll sing; 
 
 For thou hast safely kept 
 My soul beneath thy guardian wing, 
 And watched me while I slept. 
 
 3 Let every thought and word accord 
 
 AVith thy most holy will : 
 Each deed the precepts of thy word 
 With pious aim fulfil. 
 
 4 From danger, sin, and every ill, 
 
 My constant Guardian prove ; 
 0, sanctify my heart, and fill 
 With thoughts of holy love. 
 
 27 G C. M. 
 
 1 God of my life, my morning song 
 To thee I cheerful raise : 
 Thy acts of love, 'tis good to sing. 
 And pleasant 'tis to praise. 
 234 
 
MORNING HYMNS. 
 
 2 Preserved by thy almiglity arm, 
 
 I passed the shades of night. 
 Serene, and safe from every harm, 
 To see the morning light. 
 
 3 While numbers spent the night in sighs, 
 
 And restless pains and woes, 
 
 In gentle sleep I closed my eyes. 
 
 And woke from sweet repose. 
 
 4 0, let the same almighty care 
 
 Through all this day attend ; 
 From every danger, every snare, 
 My heedless steps defend. 
 
 277 L. M. 
 
 1 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
 Shake olf dull sloth, and joyful rise 
 To pay the 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 th' eternal King. 
 
 3 Glory to thee, who safe has kept, 
 And hast refreshed me while I slept ; 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake, 
 I may of endless life partake. 
 
 235 
 
EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 Lord. I to thee my vows renew; 
 
 Dispel my sins as morning dew ; 
 
 Guard my first springs of tiiought and will, 
 
 And with thyself my spirit fill. 
 
 EVKK1]S?G HYBINS. 
 
 27 8 L. M. 
 
 1 Another fleeting day is gone ! 
 Slow o'er the west the shadows rise, 
 Swift the soft stealing hours have flown, 
 And night's dark mantle veils the skies. 
 
 2 Another fleeting day is gone ! 
 Swept from the records of the year ; 
 And still, with every setting sun, 
 Life's fading visions disappear. 
 
 3 Another fleeting day is gone ! 
 But soon a fairer shall arise : — 
 A day, whose never-setting sun 
 
 Shall pour its light o'er cloudless skies. 
 236 
 
EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 4 Another fleeting day is gone ! 
 In solemn silence rest, my soul, 
 And bow before His awful throne, 
 Who bids the morn and evening roll. 
 
 279 C. M. 
 
 1 I love to steal awhile away 
 
 From every cumbering care, 
 And spend the hours of setting day 
 In humble, grateful prayer. 
 
 2 I love to think on mercies past, 
 
 And future good implore. 
 And all my cares and sorrows cast 
 On him whom I adore. 
 
 3 I love by faith to take a view 
 
 Of brighter scenes in heaven ; 
 The prospect doth my strength renew, 
 While here by tempests driven. 
 
 4 Thus, when life's toilsome day is o'er, 
 
 May its departing ray 
 Be calm as this impressive hour, 
 And lead to endless day. 
 
 280 7s. M. 
 
 1 Softly now the light of day 
 Fades upon our sight away : 
 Free from care, from labor free, 
 Lord, we would commune with thee ! 
 
 ^37 
 
EVENING HYATNS. 
 
 2 Thou, whose all-pervading eye 
 Naught escapes, without, within, 
 Pardon each infirmity, 
 
 Open fault, and secret sin. 
 
 3 "When, from us, the light of day 
 Shall on earth have passed away. 
 Then, from sin and sorrow free. 
 Take us, Lord, to dwell with thee. 
 
 281 7s. M. 
 
 1 0, 't is sweet to mingle, where 
 Christians meet for social prayer ; 
 0, 't is sweet, with them to raise 
 Songs of holy joy and praise ; 
 Then how blest that state must be, 
 When they meet eternally. 
 
 2 Father, let these meetings prove 
 Scenes of fervent Christian love ; 
 While we worship in this place, 
 May we go from grace to grace, 
 Till we, each in his degree, 
 
 Fit for endless glory be. 
 
 282 7s. M. 
 
 1 Softly fades the twilight ray 
 Of this holy sabbath day; 
 Gentle as life's setting sun, 
 When the Christian course is run. 
 23d 
 
EVENrNG HVMNS. 
 
 2 Night her solemn mantle spreads 
 O'er the earth as daylip:ht fades : 
 All thinf^s tell of calm repose 
 At this holy sabbath's close. 
 
 3 Peace is on the world abroad ; 
 'Tis the holy peace of €rod.— 
 Symbol of the peace within, 
 When the spirit rests from sin. 
 
 4 Saviour, may our sabbaths be 
 Days of peace and joy in thee, 
 Till in heaven our souls repose. 
 Where the sabbath ne'er shall close. 
 
 283 8s. &7s. M. 
 
 1 Lo ! the day of rest declineth ; 
 
 Gather fast the shades of night — 
 May the Sun that ever shineth, 
 Fill our souls with heavenly light. 
 
 2 Softly now the dew is falling ; 
 
 Peace o'er all the scene is spread :- 
 On his children, meekly calling, * 
 Purer influence God will shed. 
 
 3 While thine ear of love addressing, 
 
 Thus our parting hymn we sing. 
 Father, give thine evening blessing; 
 Fold us safe beneath thy wing. 
 
 239 
 
EVENING HYMNS. 
 
 284 L.M. 
 
 Ere in the world again we go, 
 Its pleasures, cares, and idle show, 
 Thy grace once more, God, we crave, 
 From folly and fron\ sin to save. 
 
 0, may the influence of this day, 
 Long as our memory with us stay, 
 And as an angel guardian prove, 
 To guide us to our home above. 
 
 285 L. M. 
 
 1 While now upon this sabbath eve, 
 Thy house, Almighty God, we leave, 
 'Tis sweet, as sinks the setting sun, 
 To think on all our duties done. 
 
 2 Oh! evermore may all our bliss 
 Be peaceful, pure, divine, like this ; 
 And may each sabbath, as it flies, 
 Fit us for joy beyond the skies. 
 
 286 L. M. 
 
 1 Glory to thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light: 
 Keep me, keep me. King of kings, 
 Under thy own almighty wings. 
 240 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS. 
 
 2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ills that I this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself, and thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, 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 
 Triumphant rise at the last day. 
 
 THE NEAV YEAR HYMJTS. 
 
 287 L. M. 
 
 1 The term of life assigned to man 
 Is transient as a passing shade ; 
 Its longest period is a span, 
 And in the bud his honors fade. 
 
 2 He walks but in an empty show, 
 Vexed and disquieted in vain : 
 
 To unknown heirs his wealth must flow, 
 And he to dust return again. 
 
 21 241 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS. 
 
 3 So let US number, then, our cLays, 
 That we may know how frail we are ; 
 Call to remembrance all our ways, 
 And for eternity prepare. 
 
 288 P. M. 
 
 1 Come, let us anew our journeys pursue, 
 
 •Roll round with the year. 
 And never stand still till tlie Master appear ! 
 
 2 His adorable will let us gladly fulfil, 
 
 And our talents improve, 
 By the patience of hope, and the labor of love. 
 
 3 Our life is a dream, our time as a stream 
 
 Glides swiftly away ; 
 And the fugitive moment refuses to stay. 
 
 4 The arrow is flown, the moment is gone . 
 
 The millennial year 
 Rushes on to our view, and eternity 's here. 
 
 5 that each in the day of his coming may say, 
 
 '• I have fought my way through ; 
 I have finished the work thou didst give me 
 to do." 
 
 6 that each from his Lord may receive the 
 
 glad word — 
 " Well and faithfully done ! 
 Enter into my joy, and sit down on my throne." 
 242 * 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS. 
 
 289 C. M. 
 
 1 And now, my soul, another year 
 
 Of my short life is past: 
 
 I cannot long continue here ; 
 
 And this may be my last. 
 
 2 Part of my doubtful life is gone, 
 
 Nor will return again; 
 And swift my fleeting moments run- 
 The few which yet remain ! 
 
 3 Now a new space of life begins, 
 
 Set out afresh for heaven : 
 Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
 Through Christ, so freely given. 
 
 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 
 And on his grace depend ; 
 With zeal pursue the heavenly road, 
 Nor doubt a happy end. 
 
 290 10s. M. 
 
 God of the changing year, whose arm of power 
 In safety leads through danger's darkest hour. 
 Here in thy temple bow thy creatures down, 
 To bless thy mercy and thy might to own. 
 
 243 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS. 
 
 2 Thine are the beams that cheer us on our way, 
 And pour around the gladdening light of day : 
 Thine is the night, and the fair orbs that shine 
 To cheer its hours of darkness — all are thine. 
 
 3 If round our path the thorns of sorrow grew, 
 And mortal friends were faithless, thou wert 
 
 true ; 
 Did sickness shake the frame, or anguish tear 
 The wounded spirit, thou wert present there. 
 
 4 Yet when our hearts review departed days. 
 How vast thy mercies ! how remiss our praise ! 
 Well may we dread thy awful eye to meet, 
 Bend at thy throne, and worship at thy feet. 
 
 5 lend thy ear, and lift our voice to thee ; 
 Where'er we dwell, still let thy mercy be ; 
 From year to year, still nearer to thy shrine 
 Draw our frail hearts, and make them wholly 
 
 thine. 
 
 291 7s M. 
 
 1 See ! another year is gone ! 
 Quickly have the seasons past ! 
 This we enter now upon 
 Will to many prove their last. 
 Mercy hitherto has spared, 
 But have mercies been improved ? 
 Let us ask. Am I prepared, 
 Should I be this year removed ? 
 244 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS. 
 
 Some we now no longer see, 
 Who their mortal race have run, 
 Seemed as fair for life as we, 
 When the former year begun. 
 Some — but who God only knows — 
 AVho are here assembled now, 
 Ere the present year shall close. 
 To the stroke of death must bow. 
 
 If from guilt and sin set free 
 By the knowledge of his grace, 
 Welcome, then, the call will be 
 To depart and see his face. 
 To his saints while here below, 
 With new years new mercies come ; 
 But the happiest year they know, 
 Is the last that leads them home. 
 
 292 8s. & 7s. M. 
 
 1 See the leaves around us falling. 
 
 Dry and withered, to the ground ; 
 Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, 
 In a sad and solemn sound : — 
 
 2 '-Sons of Adam, (once in Eden, 
 
 Where, like us, he blighted fell.) 
 Here the lesson we. are reading ; 
 Mark the awful truth we tell : 
 2V 245 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS. 
 
 3 •' Youth, on length of daj^s presuming, 
 
 Who the paths of pleasure tread, 
 View us, late in beauty blooming. 
 Numbered now among the dead. 
 
 4 " What though yet no losses grieve you, 
 
 Gay with health and many a grace, 
 Let not cloudless skies deceive you ; 
 Summer gives to autumn place. 
 
 5 " Yearly in our course returning, 
 
 Messengers of shortest stay, 
 Thus we preach the truth concerning. 
 Heaven and earth shall pass away." 
 
 6 On the tree of life eternal, 
 
 let all our hopes be laid : 
 This alone, forever vernal, 
 
 Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 
 
 293 L. M. 
 
 1 My helper, God ! I bless his name ; 
 The same his power, his grace the same 
 The tokens of his friendly care 
 Open, and crown, and close the year. 
 
 2 I 'midst ten thousand dangers stand, 
 Supported by his guardian hand ; 
 And see, when I survey my ways. 
 Ten thousand monuments of praise. 
 
 246 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS, 
 
 3 Thus far his arm hath led me on ; 
 Thus far I make his mercy known ; 
 And, while I tread this desert land, 
 New blessings shall new songs demand. 
 
 294 C. M. 
 
 1 Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds 
 
 Of the revolving year ; 
 How swift the weeks complete their rounds ! 
 How short the months appear ! 
 
 2 So fast eternity comes on, 
 
 And that important day, 
 When all that mortal life has done, 
 Grod's judgment shall survey. 
 
 3 Yet like an idle tale we pass 
 
 The swift advancing year, 
 And study artful ways 't increase 
 The speed of its career. 
 
 4 Awake, my mind, my trifling heart, 
 
 Your great concern to see ; 
 That I may act the Christian part. 
 And from all danger flee. 
 
 5 Thus shall their course more grateful roll, 
 
 If future 3'ears arise ; 
 Or this shall bear my peaceful soul 
 To joy that never dies. 
 
 247 
 
THE NEW YEAR HYMNS. 
 
 295 7s. M. 
 
 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 ill an eternal state, 
 
 They have done with all below ; 
 
 We a little longer wait, 
 
 But how little, none can know. 
 
 2 As the winged arrow flies 
 Speedily the mark to find ; 
 
 As the lightening 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 ; 
 Teach us henceforth how to live. 
 With eternity in view. 
 
 May thy word to young and old ; 
 Fill us with a Saviour's love ; 
 And, when life's short tale is told, 
 May we dwell with thee above. 
 248 
 
THE NEW YEAR. HYMNS. 
 
 296 C M 
 
 1 Father of mercies ! God of love ! 
 Whose kind compassion still we prove, 
 Our praise accept, and bless us here, 
 Thus brought to see — another year. 
 
 2 What shall we render to thy name, 
 Or how thy glorious praise proclaim ! 
 Whose constant, kind, indulgent care, 
 Has brought us to — another year. 
 
 3 Thy bounty, pity, patience too. 
 
 With thankful hearts. Lord, we review ; 
 And own we've had a plenteous share 
 To bring us to — another year. 
 
 4 Our souls, our all. we here resign, 
 Make us, and keep us ever thine : 
 And grant that in thy love and fear 
 We may begin — another year. 
 
 5 Be this our sweet experience still, 
 To know and do thy holy will ; 
 Then shall our souls with joy sincere 
 Bless thee for this — another year. 
 
 6 Help us to walk, as in thy sight, 
 With glowing pleasure and delight ; 
 Then, whether life or death appear, 
 We'll bless thee for — another year. 
 
 249 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 Still, Lord, through life thy love display, 
 And then in death's approaching day 
 We'll joyful part with all that's here, 
 Nor wish on earth — another year. 
 
 FUNERAIi HYMNS. 
 
 * 297 L M. 
 
 1 Why should we start, and fear to die ? 
 
 What timorous worms we mortals are, 
 Death is the gate of endless joy, 
 And yet we dread to enter there. 
 
 2 The pains, the groans, the dying strife, 
 
 Fright our approaching souls away ; 
 Still we shrink back again to life, 
 Fond of our prison and our clay. 
 
 3 0! if my Lord would come and meet, 
 
 My soul would stretch her wings in haste, 
 Fly fearless through death's iron gate, 
 Nor feel the terrors as she passed. 
 250 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 4 Jesus can make a dying bed 
 
 Feel soft as downy pillows are, 
 While on his breast I lean my head, 
 And breathe my life out sweetly there. 
 
 298 P. M. 
 
 1 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not 
 
 deplore thee ; 
 Though sorrows and darkness encompass the 
 
 tomb, 
 The Saviour has passed through its portals 
 
 before thee. 
 And the lamp of his love is thy guide through 
 
 the gloom. 
 
 2 Thou art gone to the grave — we no longer 
 
 behold thee. 
 Nor tread the rough path of the world by 
 
 thy side ; 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread to 
 
 enfold thee, 
 And sinners may hope, since the Sinless has 
 
 died. 
 
 3 Thou art gone to the grave, and its mansions 
 
 forsaking. 
 Perhaps thy tried spirit in doubt lingered 
 
 long ; 
 But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright 
 
 on thy waking, 
 And the song that thou heardst was the 
 
 seraphim's song. 
 
 251 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave, but 'twere wrong 
 
 to deplore thee, 
 When Christ was thy ransom, thy guardian 
 
 and guide ; 
 He gave thee, and took thee, and soon will 
 
 restore thee, 
 Where death has no sting, since the Saviour 
 
 hath died. 
 
 299 C. M. 
 
 Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims 
 
 For all the pious dead ! 
 Sweet is the savor of their names, 
 
 And soft their sleeping bed. 
 
 They die in Jesus, and are blessed : 
 
 How kind their slumbers are ! 
 From sufferings and from sin released, 
 
 And freed from every snare. . 
 
 Far from this world of toil and strife, 
 They're present with the Lord ; 
 
 The labors of their mortal life 
 End in a large reward. 
 
 300 C. M. 
 
 Great God, 1 own thy sentence just 
 
 And nature must decay : 
 I yield my body to the dust, 
 
 To dwell with fellow-claj. 
 252 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 2 Yet faith may triumph o'er the grave, 
 
 And tramj)le on the tombs ; 
 
 My Saviour, my Redeemer lives, 
 
 3Iy Grod. my Saviour comes. 
 
 3 The mighty Conqu'ror shall appear 
 
 High on a royal seat, 
 And Death, the last of all his foes. 
 Lie vanquish'd at his feet. 
 
 4 Though greedy worms devour my skin, 
 
 And gnaw my wasting flesh. 
 When Grod shall build my bones again, 
 He'll clothe them all afresh. 
 
 5 Then shall I see thy lovely face 
 
 With strong immortal eyes. 
 And feast upon thy unknown grace 
 With pleasure and surprise. 
 
 301 C M. 
 
 1 Death canot make our souls afraid 
 
 If God be with us there ; 
 We may walk through its darkest shade 
 And never yield to fear. 
 
 2 I could renounce my all below 
 
 If my Creator bid, 
 And run if I were called to go, 
 And die as Moses did. 
 
 22 253 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 3 Olasp'd in my heavenly Father's arms, 
 I would forget my breath, 
 And loose my life among the charms 
 Of so divine a death. 
 
 302 C. M. 
 
 1 " Why flow these torrents of distress !" 
 
 (The gentle Saviour cries :) 
 *• Why are my sleeping saints survey'd 
 With unbelieving eyes ? 
 
 2 "Death's feeble arm shall never boast 
 
 A friend of Christ is slain, 
 Nor o'er their meaner part in dust 
 A lasting power retain. 
 
 3 " I come, on wings of love, — I come 
 
 The slumberers to awake ; 
 My voice shall reach the deepest tomb, 
 And all its bonds shall break. 
 
 4 *• Touch'd by my hand, in smiles they rise, 
 
 They rise to sleep no more : 
 But rob'd with light, and crown'd with joy, 
 To endless day they soar." 
 
 303 L. M. 
 
 1 Now let our drooping hearts revive. 
 And all our tears be dry ; 
 Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, 
 Which view a Saviour nigh ? 
 254 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 2 What though the arm of conquering deatli 
 
 Does God's own house invade? 
 What though the prophet and the priest 
 Be number'd with the dead? 
 
 3 Th' glorious Saviour still survives, 
 
 New comfort to impart ; 
 His eye still guides us, and his voice 
 Still animates our hearts. 
 
 4 '• Lo ! I am with you," saith the Lord, 
 
 '• My church shall safe abide ; 
 For I will ne'er forsake my own. 
 Whose souls in me confide." 
 
 5 Through every scene of life and death, 
 
 This promise is our trust ; 
 And this shall be our children's song, 
 When we are cold in dust. 
 
 304 L. M. 
 
 Peace! — 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand 
 That blasts our joys in death 
 
 Changes the visage once so dear. 
 And gathers back the breath, 
 
 'Tis he, — the Potentate supreme. 
 Of all the worlds above, — 
 
 Whose steady counsels wisely rule, 
 Nor from their purpose move. 
 
 255 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 3 'Tis He, whose justice might demand 
 
 Our souls a sacrifice : 
 Yet scattered, with unwearied hand, 
 A thousand rich supplies. 
 
 4 Our cov'nant Grod and Father he 
 
 In Christ our bleeding Lord. 
 Whose grace can heal the bursting heart, 
 With one reviving word. 
 
 305 L. M. 
 
 1 Why do we mourn departed friends, 
 
 Or shake at death's alarms ? 
 *Tis but the voice that Jesus sends, 
 To call them to his arms. 
 
 2 Are we not upward tending too, 
 
 As fast as time can move ? 
 Nor should we wish the hours more slow, 
 To keep us from our love. 
 
 3 Why should we tremble to convey 
 
 Their bodies to the tomb? 
 Since Christ himself within it lay. 
 And took away the gloom. 
 
 4 The graves of all his saints he bless'd. 
 
 And soften'd ev'ry bed ; 
 Where should the dying members rest. 
 But with their humbled head I 
 256 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 5 Thence he arose ascending high, 
 
 And show'd our feet the way ; 
 Up to the Lord his saints shall fly. 
 At the great rising day. 
 
 6 There in his presence we shall stand, 
 
 And celebmte his love ; 
 Angels and saints, a glorious band, 
 Shall crowd the courts above. 
 
 306 L M. 
 
 1 The God of love will sure indulge 
 The flowing tear, the heaving sigh. 
 When righteous persons fall around, — 
 When tender friends and kindred die. 
 
 2 Yet not one anxious, murm'ring thought, 
 Should with our mourning passions blend, 
 Nor would our bleeding hearts forget 
 
 Th' almighty ever-living Friend. 
 
 3 Beneath a num'rous train of ills, 
 Our feeble flesh and heart may fail ; 
 Yet shall our hope in thee, our Grod, 
 O'er every gloomy fear prevail. 
 
 4 Parent and husband, guard and guide ; 
 Thou art each tender name in one, 
 
 On thee we cast our every care. 
 And comfort seek from thee alone. 
 22* 257 
 
FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 5 Our Father God, to thee "we look, 
 Our rock, our portion, and our Friend, 
 And on thy cov'nant love and truth 
 Our sinking souls shall still depend. 
 
 310 CM. 
 
 1 How still and peaceful is the grave, 
 
 Where life's vain tumults past ; 
 Th' appointed place, by Heav'n's decree, 
 Receives us all at last. 
 
 2 There servants, masters, small and great, 
 
 Partake the same repose ; 
 And there in peace the ashes mix 
 Of those who once were foes. 
 
 3 All, levell'd by the hand of death; 
 
 Lie sleeping in the tomb, 
 Till God in judgment calls them forth 
 To meet their final doom. 
 
 4 may I stand before the Lamb, 
 
 When earth and sees are fled, 
 And hear the judge pronounce my name, 
 With blessings on my head. 
 
 311 CM. 
 
 1 Heaven has confirm'd the great decree, 
 That Adam's race must die : 
 One general ruin sweeps them down. 
 And low in dust they lie. 
 258 
 
PRAISF. 
 
 2 You living men, the tomb survey, 
 
 Where you must quickl}^ dwell, 
 Hark ! how the awful summons sounds, 
 In every fun'ral knell. 
 
 3 Those eyes, so long in darkness veil'd, 
 
 Must wake the Judge to see : 
 And every word and every thought 
 Must pass his scrutiny. 
 
 4 0, may I in the Judge behold, 
 
 My Saviour and my Friend ! 
 And. far beyond the reach of death, 
 With all his saints ascend. 
 
 PRAISE. 
 
 309 8s. & 7s. M. 
 
 Mighty Grod, while angels bless thee 
 May not mortals lisp thy name ? 
 
 Lord of men, as well as angels, 
 Thou art every creature's theme. 
 
 Lord of every land and nation, 
 
 Ancient of eternal days, 
 Sounded through the wide creation 
 
 Be thy just and worthy praise, — 
 
 259 
 
PRAISE. 
 
 o For the grandeur of thy nature, 
 
 Grand beyond a seraph's thought, — 
 For created works of power, 
 
 Works with skill and kindness wrought,- 
 
 4 For thy providence, that governs 
 
 Through thy empire's wide domain. 
 Wings an angel, guides a sparrow : 
 Glory to thy gentle reign. 
 
 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, 
 
 Beams with brightness all along ; 
 
 Thought is poor, and poor expression ; 
 
 Who can sing this glorious song ? 
 
 31 O L. M. 
 
 1 Praise, everlasting praise, be paid 
 To him who earth's foundation laid ; 
 Praise to the God, whose strong decrees 
 Sway the creation as he please. 
 
 9 
 
 Praise to the goodness of the Lord, 
 AVho rules his people by his word ; 
 And there, as strong as his decrees, 
 Reveals his kindest promises. 
 
 Whence, then, should doubts and fears arise ? 
 Why trickling sorrows drown our eyes !■ 
 Slowly, alas ! the mind receives 
 The comforts that our Maker gives. 
 260 
 
FRAISE. 
 
 4 0, for a strong, a lasting faith, 
 To credit what Jehovah saith ; 
 To hear the message of his Son, 
 And call the joys of heaven our own. 
 
 5 Then, should the earth's firm pillars shake, 
 And all the wheels of nature break, 
 
 Our steady souls shall fear no more 
 Than solid rocks when billows roar. 
 
 311 LP. M. 
 
 1 Give to" the Lord, in cheerful songs. 
 The praise that to his name belongs, 
 
 Whose goodness still unceasing flows ; 
 Kepeat his name with grateful mind, 
 Who, ever good and ever kind, 
 
 No change nor variation knows. 
 
 2 Sovereign alone of earth and sky. 
 On thee for every hour's supply, 
 
 Thy various creatures all depend ; 
 Man, whom thy light has made to know 
 The source whence all his blessings flow, 
 
 Views in his Grod his kindest friend. 
 
 3 Yet still our notes we'll higher raise, 
 To celebrate in ardent praise 
 
 Eternal life through Jesus given ; 
 Thy gracious messenger he came, — 
 Eternal glory to thy name ! — 
 
 And pointed out the way to heaven. 
 
 261 
 
PRAISE. 
 
 312 L. M. 
 
 1 Sweet is the work, mj 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 may my heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp, of solemn sound ! 
 
 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, 
 And bless his works, and bless his word ; 
 Thy works of grace, how bright they shine 
 How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 
 
 4 When shall I see, and hear, and know, 
 All I desired or wished below. 
 
 And every power find sweet employ 
 In an eternal world of joy 'I 
 
 313 L. M. 
 
 1 My Grod. 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. 
 
 2 The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear 
 Some thankful tribute to thy ear ; 
 And ev'ry setting sun shall see 
 New works of duty done for thee. 
 
 2 0:2 
 
PRAISE. 
 
 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. 
 
 314 S M. 
 
 bless the Lord, our souls, 
 
 Nor let his mercies lie 
 Forgotten in unthankfulness, 
 
 And without praises die. 
 
 'Tis he forgives our sins ; 
 
 'Tis he relieves our pain ; 
 'Tis he that heals our sicknesses, 
 
 And gives us strength again. 
 
 He crowns our lives with love, 
 When rescued from the grave ; 
 
 He, who redeems our souls from death, 
 From every ill can save. 
 
 263 
 
PRAISE. 
 
 4 He fills the poor with good ; 
 
 He gives the suff 'rers rest ; 
 The Lord hath judgments for the proud, 
 And grace for the oppressed. 
 
 5 His wondrous works and ways 
 
 He made by Moses known, 
 But sent the world his truth and grace 
 By his anointed Son. 
 
 315 L. M. 
 
 1 God of my life, through all my days 
 I'll tune the grateful notes of praise ; 
 The song shall wake with opening light, 
 And warble to the silent night. 
 
 2 When anxious care would break my rest. 
 And grief 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, 0. 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 ! 
 
 264 
 
PRAISE. 
 
 Then shall I learn Ih' exalted strains 
 That echo through the heavciilv plains, 
 And emulate, with joj' unknown, 
 The glowing seraphs round thy throne. 
 
 316 H. M. 
 
 1 Sing to the Lord most high ; 
 
 Let every land adore ; 
 With grateful voice make kn#prn 
 
 His goodness and his power ; 
 With cheerful songs declare his ways, 
 And let his praise inspire your tongues. 
 
 2 Enter his courts with joy ; 
 
 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 every 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. 
 
 23 ^b5 
 
RESIGNATION. 
 
 317 CM. 
 
 for a song of sacred joy 
 To God the sovereign King ! 
 
 Let every land their tongues employ, 
 And hymns of triumph sing. 
 
 Whilst angels sing his lofty praise, 
 Let mortals learn their strains ; 
 
 Let all the earth their voices raise ; 
 O'er all the earth he reigns. 
 
 Rehearse \ns praise with awe profound 
 Let knowledge lead the song; 
 
 Nor mock him with a solemn sound 
 Upon a thoughtless tongue. 
 
 In Israel stood his ancient throne ; 
 
 He loved that chosen race ; 
 But now he calls the world his own. 
 
 And heathens taste his grace. 
 
 RESIGNATION. 
 
 318 L. M. 
 
 Thy ways, Lord, with wise design, 
 Are framed upon thy "throne above, 
 
 And every dark or bending line 
 Meets in the centre of thy love. 
 256 
 
RESIGNATION. 
 
 2 With feeble light, and half obscure. 
 
 Poor mortals thy arrangements view 
 Not knowing that the least are sure, 
 And the mysterious just and true. 
 
 3 Thy flock, thine own peculiar care, 
 
 Though now they seem to roam abroad, 
 Are led or driven only where 
 They best and safest may abide. 
 
 4 They neither know nor trace the way ; 
 
 But, trusting to thy piercing eye, 
 None of their feet to ruin stray. 
 Nor shall the weakest fail or die. 
 
 5 My favored soul shall meekly learn 
 
 To lay her reason at thy throne ; 
 Too weak thy secrets to discern, 
 I'll trust thee for my guide alone. 
 
 319 L. M. 
 
 1 "Wait, every soul, your Maker's will ; 
 Unhallowed passions, all be still ; 
 Nor let a murmuring thought arise ; 
 His ways are just, his counsels wise. 
 
 2 Thick darkness round his throne he draws, 
 His work performs, conceals the cause ; 
 But, though his methods are unknown, 
 Judgment and truth support his throne. 
 
 267 
 
RESIGNATION. 
 
 3 In heaven, and earth, and air, and seas, 
 He executes his firm decrees ; 
 
 And, by his saints, it stands confessed, 
 That what he does is ever b€st. 
 
 4 Wait, then, each soul, submissive wait, 
 Prostrate before his awful seat ; 
 And, midst the terrors of his rod, 
 Trust in a wise and gracious God. 
 
 320 C. M. 
 
 1 Let the whole race of creatures lie 
 
 Abased before the Lord ! 
 Whatever his mighty hand has formed 
 He governs with a word. 
 
 2 Ten thouvsand ages ere the skies 
 
 Were into motion brought, 
 All the long years and worlds to come 
 Stood present to his thought. 
 
 3 If light attend the course we go, 
 
 'Tis he provides the rays ; 
 And 'tis his hand that hides the sun, 
 If darkness cloud our days. 
 
 4 Trusting thy wisdom, God of love. 
 
 We would not wish to know 
 What, in the book of thy decrees, 
 Awaits us here below. 
 268 
 
NOT ASHAMED OF CHRIST. 
 
 Be this alone our fervent prayer : 
 Wbate'er our lot shall be, 
 
 Or joys, or sorrows, may they form 
 Our souls for heaven and thee. 
 
 NOT ASHAMED OF CHRIST. 
 
 321 . C M 
 
 1 Asham'd of Christ ! our souls disdain 
 
 The mean, ungen'rous thought ; 
 Shall we disown that friend whose blood 
 To man salvation brought 1 
 
 2 With the glad news of love and peace 
 
 From heav'n to earth he came ; 
 For us endur'd the painful cross, 
 For us despis'd the shame. 
 
 3 To his command let us submit - 
 
 Ourselves without delay : 
 Our lives — yea, thousand lives of ours. 
 His love can ne'er repay. 
 
 4 Each faithful foll'wer Jesus views 
 
 With infinite delight ; 
 Their lives to him are dear — their death 
 Is precious in his sight. 
 23* 269 
 
NOT ASHAMED OF CHRIST. 
 
 5 To bear his name — his cross to bear- 
 
 Our highest honor this! 
 AVho nobly sufiers for him now 
 Shall reign v/ith him in bliss. 
 
 6 But should we, in the evil day. 
 
 From our profession fly, 
 Jesus, the judge, before the world 
 The traitors will deny. 
 
 322 C. M. 
 
 1 I'm not asham'd to own my Lord, 
 
 Nor to defend his cause, 
 Maintain the honors of his word, 
 The glory of his cross. 
 
 2 Jesus, my Lord, I know his name. 
 
 His name is all my trust ; 
 Nor will he put my soul to shame, 
 Nor let my hope be lost. 
 
 3 Firm as his throne his promise stands. 
 
 And he can well secure 
 What I've committed to his hands, 
 Till the decisive hour. 
 
 4 Then will he own my worthless name 
 
 Before his Father's face, 
 
 And in the New Jerusalem 
 
 Appoint for me a place. 
 
 270 
 
NOT ASHAMED OF CHRIST. 
 
 323 L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
 
 A mortal man asham'd of thee : 
 Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glory shines through endless days ! 
 
 2 Asham'd of Jesus ! Sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star ! 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! Just as soon 
 Let morning be ashamed of noon : 
 'Tis midnight with my soul, till he, 
 Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 
 
 4 Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend, 
 On whom my hopes of heav'n depend ! 
 Noi when I blush, be this my shame, 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! Yes, I may, 
 When I've no guilt to wash away, 
 No tears to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain — 
 Till then I'll boast a Saviour slain ! 
 And ! may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not asham'd of me ! 
 
 271 
 
FOR YOUTH. 
 
 324 C. M. 
 
 1 0, in the morn of life, when youth 
 
 With vital ardor glows, 
 And shines in all the fairest charms 
 That beauty can disclose, — 
 
 2 Deep in thy soul, before its pow'rs 
 
 Ere yet by vice enslav'd, 
 Be thy Creator's glorious name 
 And character engrav'd. 
 
 3 Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud 
 
 The sunshine of thy days ; 
 And cares and toils, in endless round, 
 Encompass all thy ways. 
 
 4 Ere yet thy heart the woes of age, 
 
 • With vain regret, deplore, 
 And sadly muse on former joys, 
 That now return no more. 
 
 5 True wisdom, early sought and gain'd 
 
 In age will give thee rest : 
 0, then improve the morn of life, 
 To make its ev'ning blest ! 
 
 272 
 
FOR YOUTH. 
 
 325 C. M. 
 
 1 A youth devoted to the Lord 
 
 Is pleasing in his eyes ; 
 A flower when offered in the bud 
 Is no vain sacrifice. 
 
 2 It saves us from a thousand fears, 
 
 To mind religion young ; 
 With joy it crowns succeeding years, 
 And renders virtue strong. 
 
 3 To thee, almighty God, to thee, 
 
 Our hearts we now resign ; 
 'Twill please us to look back and see 
 That our whole lives were thine. 
 
 4 We'll do thy work, we'll speak thy praise, 
 
 While we have life and breath ; 
 Thus we're prepared for longer days. 
 Or fit for early death. 
 
 326 L. M. 
 
 1 You lovely bands of blooming youth, 
 Warn'd by the voice of heav'nly truth, 
 Now yield to Christ your youthful prime, 
 With all your talents and your time. 
 
 2 Think on your end — nor thoughtless say, 
 " I'll put far off the evil day :'^ 
 
 Ah ! not a moment's in your pow'r, 
 And death stands ready at the door 
 
 273 
 
FOR YOUTH. 
 
 3 Eternity! — how near it rolls ! 
 Count the vast value of your souls ! 
 Beware ! and count the awful cost, 
 
 What they have gain'd whose souls are lost. 
 
 4 Pride, sinful pleasures, lirsts and snares, 
 Beset your hearts, your eyes, your ears — 
 Take the alarm — the danger fly ! 
 
 " Lord, save me," be your earnest cry. 
 
 327 L. M. 
 
 1 In the soft season of thy youth, 
 
 In nature's early, smiling bloom, 
 Ere age arrive, and trembling wait. 
 Its summons to the silent tomb ; — 
 
 2 Remember thy Creator, God ; 
 
 For him thy nobler powers employ ; 
 Make him thy Fear, thy Love, thy Hope, 
 Thy Confidence, and highest Joy. 
 
 3 He shall defend and guide thy course 
 
 Through life's uncertain, stormy sea, 
 Till thou art landed on the shore 
 Of glorious immortality. 
 
 4 Then early seek the Lord, and choose 
 
 The path of wisdom and of truth : 
 The earth affords no lovelier sight 
 Than a discreet, religious youth. 
 274 
 
FOR YOUTH. 
 
 328 H. M. 
 
 1 Early in life's young days 
 
 Let each unsullied youth 
 Seek wisdom's peaceful ways. 
 
 And walk the path of truth : 
 There streams of purest pleasure flow ; 
 There honors bloom, and virtues grow. 
 
 2 Be Grod's all-perfect Son 
 
 Thy Pattern and thy Guide ; 
 Let all his will be done. 
 
 Nor trust a friend beside ; 
 Then shalt thou heave no guilty sighs, 
 No tears of anguish drown thy eyes. 
 
 3 His footsteps ever trace 
 
 With vigour and delight ; 
 He'll lead thee by his grace. 
 
 Protect thee by his might, 
 And safe through all this dreary waste 
 Conduct thee on to endless rest. 
 
 329 C. M. 
 
 1 The morn of life, how fair and gay ! 
 How cheering and how new ! 
 What hopes illume each opening day, 
 And brighten every view ! 
 
MIDDLE AGE. 
 
 Youth's ardent mind, with joy elate, 
 
 Elastic and sincere, 
 Suspects no ills that may await, 
 
 Nor yields a thought to fear. 
 
 But slippery is the path they tread. 
 In pleasure's dangerous way ; 
 
 A thousand snares around them spread, 
 And oft their feet betray. 
 
 How shall they, then, their course pursue 
 Through life's uncertain road ? 
 
 What friendly hand will point their view 
 To duty and to God ? 
 
 In God's own word the way is sure, 
 
 And clear to every eye ; 
 It leads us in a path secure 
 
 To brighter worlds on high. 
 
 MIDDL.E: AGE, 
 
 330 C. M. 
 
 1 And have I measur'd half my days. 
 And half my journey run. 
 Nor tasted the Kedeemer's grace. 
 Nor yet my work begun 1 
 27G 
 
OLD AGE. 
 
 2 The morning of my life is past ; 
 
 The noon is almost o'er ; 
 The night of death approaches fast, 
 When I can work no more. 
 
 3 Thou who seest and know'st my grief, 
 
 Thyself unseen, unknown, 
 In mercy help my unbelief. 
 And melt my heart of stone. 
 
 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, 
 
 The long sought blessing give. 
 And bid me, at the jjoint to die. 
 Behold thy face, and live. 
 
 OliD AG£. 
 
 331 CM. 
 
 1 Eternal God ! enthron'd on high ! 
 
 Whom angel hosts adore ; 
 Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh, 
 Thy blessings I implore. 
 
 2 Oh, guide me down the steep of age, 
 
 x\ud keep my passions cool; 
 Teach me to scan the sacred page, 
 And practice ev'ry rule. 
 
 24 277 
 
THE CROSS. 
 
 My flying years time urges on, 
 
 What's human must decay: 
 My friends, my young companions, gone, 
 
 Can I expect to stay ? 
 
 Ah ! No — then soothe the mortal hour, 
 
 On thee my hope depends ; 
 Support me with almighty pow'r. 
 
 While dust to dust descends. 
 
 TH£ CROSS. 
 
 332 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, 
 
 Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
 All the light of sacred story 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, 
 
 Hopes deceive, and hopes annoy. 
 Never shall the cross forsake me ; 
 Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. 
 
 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 
 
 Light and love upon my way. 
 From the cross the radiance streaming 
 Adds new lustre to the day. 
 278 
 
THE CROSS. 
 
 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, 
 
 By the cross are sanctified ; 
 Peace is there that knows no measure, 
 Joys that through all time abide. 
 
 5 In the cross of Christ I glory, 
 
 Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; 
 All the light of sacred story 
 Gathers round its head sublime. 
 
 333 L. M. 
 
 1 Inscribed upon the cross we see, 
 
 In glowing letters, " God is love ;" 
 Christ bears our sins upon the tree ; 
 He brings us mercy from above. 
 
 2 The cross ! it takes our guilt away ; 
 
 It holds the fainting spirit up ; 
 It cheers with hope the gloomy day, 
 . And sweetens every bitter cup ; — 
 
 3 The balm of life, the cure of woe, 
 
 The measure and the pledge of love. 
 The sinner's refuge here below, 
 
 The angel's theme in heaven above. 
 
 334 L. M. 
 
 1 Here at thy cross, incarnate Word, 
 I lay my soul beneath thy love, — 
 Beneath the droopings of thy blood, — 
 Nor shall it, Saviour, e'er remove. 
 
 279 
 
THE CROSS. 
 
 2 Should worlds conspire to drive me thence, 
 
 Unmoved and firm this heart should lie ; 
 Resolved, — for that's my last defence, — 
 If I must perish, there to die. 
 
 3 But speak, my Lord, and calm my fear ; 
 
 Am I not safe beneath thy shade ? 
 Thy justice will not strike me here, 
 Nor Satan dare my soul invade. 
 
 4 Yes, I'm secure beneath thy blood. 
 
 And all my foes shall lose their aim ; 
 Hosanna to my Sov'reign Lord, 
 And my best honors to his name. 
 
 335 C. M. 
 
 1 Christ and his cross are all our theme ; 
 
 The mysteries that we speak 
 Are scandal in the Jew's esteem. 
 And folly to the Greek. 
 
 2 But souls enlighten'd 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. 
 2b0 
 
THE CROSS. 
 
 4 Till God diffused bis graces down, 
 Like showers of heavenly rain, 
 In vain ApoUos sowed the ground, 
 And Paul did plant in vain. 
 
 336 C M.« 
 
 1 With great surprise the cross I view 
 
 Where Jesus for me died, 
 And ask myself, if this be true. 
 What can I want beside 'I 
 
 2 Give me the victories of that cross, 
 
 My soul shall ask no more ; 
 I count all other things but dross. 
 And this my heavenly store. 
 
 3 Riches on earth take wings and fly, 
 
 And earthly honors fade : 
 I have my treasures placed on high ; 
 The cross my honor made. 
 
 4 had I Gabriel's tongue, to sing 
 
 The honors of my Lord, 
 I'd tell the victories of my King, 
 And all his love record i 
 
 337 C. M. 
 
 1 Didst thou dear Jesus, suffer shame. 
 And bear the cross for me ? 
 And shall I fear to own thy name. 
 Or thy disciple be ? 
 
 24* 281 
 
THE CROSS, 
 
 2 Inspire my soul with life divine, 
 
 And make me truly bold ; 
 Let knowledge, faith and meekness shine, 
 Nor love, nor zeal, grow cold. 
 
 3 Let mockers scoff, the world defame 
 
 And treat me with disdain, 
 Still may I glory in thy name, 
 And count reproach my gain. 
 
 4 To thee I cheerfully submit, 
 
 And all my powers resign ; 
 Let Wisdom point out what is fit, 
 And I'll no more repine. 
 
 338 L. M. 
 
 1 No more, dea.r Saviour, will I boast 
 Of beauty, wealth, or loud applause ; 
 The world hath all its glories lost. 
 Amid the triumphs of thy cross. 
 
 2 In every feature of thy face, 
 Beauty her fairest charms displays: 
 Truth, wisdom, majesty, and grace 
 Shine thence in sweetly mingled rays. 
 
 3 Thy wealth the power of thought transcends, 
 'Tis vast, immense, and all divine: 
 
 Thy empire, Lord, o'er worlds extends, 
 The sun. the moon, the stars are thine. 
 ^82' 
 
PARTING HYMNS. 
 
 Yet, (0 liow marvc41ous the sight!) 
 I see thee on a cross expire, 
 Thy Grodhead veil'd in sable night ; 
 And ano-els from the scene retire. 
 
 'O^ 
 
 5 But why from these sad scenes retreat ? 
 Why with your wings your faces hide 7 
 He ne'er appear'd so good, so great, 
 
 As when he bow'd his head and died. 
 
 6 Those triumphs of stupendous grace 
 Surprise, rejoice, and melt my heart : 
 Lord, at thy cross I stand and gaze, 
 Nor would I ever thence depart ! 
 
 PARTING HYMNS. 
 
 339 L. M. 
 
 Come, Christian brethren, ere we part 
 Join every voice and every heart ; 
 One solemn hymn to God we raise, 
 One final song of grateful praise. 
 
 283 
 
PARTING HYMNS. 
 
 2 Christians, we here may meet no more, 
 But there is yet a happier shore ; 
 And there, releas'd from toil and pain. 
 Dear brethren we shall meet again. 
 
 340 L. M. 
 
 1 My Christian friends in bonds of love, 
 Whose hearts the sweetest union prove ; 
 Your friendship's like the strongest band, 
 Yet we must take the parting hand. 
 
 2 Your presence sweet, our union dear, 
 What joys we feel together here ! 
 And when I see that we must part, 
 You draw like cords around my heart. 
 
 3 How sweet the hours have pass'd away, 
 Since we have met to sing and pray ; 
 How loath are we to leave the place 
 Where Jesus shows his smiling face. 
 
 4 could I stay with friends so kind, 
 How would it cheer my fainting mind ! 
 But pilgrims in a foreign land, 
 
 We oft must take the parting hand. 
 
 5 My Christian friends, both old and young, 
 . I trust you will in Christ go on : 
 
 Press on, and soon you'll win the prize, 
 A crown of glory in the skies. 
 2S4 
 
PARTING HYMNS. 
 
 6 A few more days, or years at most. 
 And we shall reach fair Canaan's coast, 
 When in that holy, happy land, 
 
 We'll take no more the parting hand. 
 
 7 blessed day ! glorious hope ! 
 My soul rejoices at the thought, 
 When in that holy, happy land, 
 We'll take no more the parting hand. 
 
 341 L. M. 
 
 1 Thy blessing everlasting Grod, 
 Wide o'er all nature spreads abroad ; 
 Thy watchful eyes, which cannot sleep, 
 In ev'ry place thy children keep. 
 
 2 While near each other we remain, 
 Thou dost our lives and souls sustain ; 
 When absent, happy if we share 
 
 Thy grace, thy teaching, and thy care. 
 
 3 To thee we all our ways commit, 
 And seek our comforts near thy feet ; 
 Still on our souls vouchsafe to shine, 
 And guard and guide us still as thine. 
 
 4 grant that we may meet again. 
 To join in praises to thy name ; 
 Or, if that,joy no more be known, 
 Give us to meet around thy throne. 
 
 285 
 
PARTING HYMNS. 
 
 342 C. M. 
 
 1 Blest be that firm and Christian love, 
 
 That will not let us part ; 
 Our bodies may far off remove, 
 But still we're joined in heart. 
 
 2 Join'd in one spirit to our Head, 
 
 Where he appoints we go ; 
 And still in Jesus' footsteps tread, 
 And do his work below. 
 
 3 may we ever walk in him, 
 
 And nothing know beside ; 
 Nothing desire, nor aught esteem. 
 But Jesus crucifi'd. 
 
 4 Closer and closer let us cleave 
 
 To his belov'd embrace ; 
 Out of his fulness still receive, 
 And plenteous grace for grace. 
 
 343 7s. M. 
 
 1 Christians, brethren, ere we part, 
 Ev'ry voice and every heart 
 Join, and to our Father raise 
 One last hymn of grateful praise. 
 
 2 Though we here should meet no more, 
 Yet there is a brighter shore ; 
 There, released from toil and pain, 
 There, we all may meet again. 
 
 286 
 
OCCASIONAL. 
 
 Now to him who reigns in heaven, 
 Be eternal glory given ! 
 Grateful for thy love divine, 
 0, may all our hearts be thine. 
 
 OCCASIONAL. 
 
 344 C. M. 
 
 Consolation in Sickness. 
 
 1 When langor and disease invade 
 
 This trembling house of clay, 
 'Tis sweet to look beyond my pains 
 And long to fly away : 
 
 2 Sweet to look back, and see my name 
 
 In life's fair book set down ; 
 Sweet to look forward, and behold 
 Eternal joys my own. 
 
 3 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope. 
 
 That when my change shall come. 
 Angels shall hover round my bed, 
 And waft my spirit home : 
 
 287 
 
ISSUES OF LIFE AND DEATH. 
 
 4 Sweet, in his faithfulness to rest, 
 
 Whose love can never end ; 
 Sweet on his covenant of grace 
 For all things to depend. 
 
 5 If such the sweetness of the streams 
 
 What must the fountain be, 
 Wliere saints and angels draw their bliss 
 Immediately from Thee ! 
 
 6 may the unction of these truths 
 
 Forever, with me stay : 
 Till, from her sin-worn cage dismiss'd. 
 My spirit fles away. 
 
 ISSUES OF LIFE AND DEATH. 
 
 345 S. M. 
 
 1 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which me sigh ; 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 2 Beyond this vale of tears 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasured by the flight of years- 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 2b8 
 
THE LIVING AND THE DEAD. 
 
 3 There is a death whose pang 
 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath : 
 Oh ! what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death. 
 
 4 Lord, Grod of truth and grace, 
 
 Teach us that death to shun : — 
 Lest we be driven from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 5 Here would we end our quest — 
 
 Alone are found in thee 
 The life of perfect love — the rest 
 Of immortality. 
 
 THB lilVTNG AND THK DSAD. 
 
 346 L M. 
 
 Who are the dead ? — The sons of time 
 In ev'ry age, and state, and clime ; 
 Renown'd, dishonor'd or forgot, 
 The place that knew them, knows them not. 
 
 Where are the living? — On the ground 
 Where pray'r is heard and mercy found ; 
 Where in the compass of a span, 
 The mortal makes th' immortal man. 
 25 289 
 
THE DEATH OF THE RIGHTEOUS, 
 
 J Who are the living? — They whose breath 
 Draws ev'ry moment nigh to death ; 
 Of endless bliss, or woe the heirs : 
 Oh, what an awful lot is theirs ! 
 
 4 Then, timely warn'd, let ns begin 
 To follow Christ and flee from sin ; 
 Daily grow up in him our head, 
 Lord of the living and the dead. 
 
 THE DEATH OF THE RIGHTEOUS. 
 
 347 L. M. 
 
 1 How bless'd the righteous when he dies, 
 When sinks a weary soul to rest, 
 
 How mildly beam the closing eyes, 
 How gently heaves th' expiring breast. 
 
 2 So fades a summer cloud away, 
 
 So sinks the gale, when storms are o'er ; 
 So gently shuts the eve of day, 
 So dies a wave along the shore. 
 
 3 A holy quiet reigns around, 
 
 A calm which life, nor death destroys ; 
 Nothing disturbs that peace profound 
 Which his uufetter'd soul enjoys. 
 290 
 
THE DEATH OF A YOUTH. 
 
 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes, and fears, 
 Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! 
 How bright th' unchanging morn appears, 
 Farewell, inconstant world, farewell. 
 
 5 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay. 
 Light from its load the spirit flies : 
 While heav'n and earth combine to say, 
 How bless'd the righteous when he dies. 
 
 TIIE DEATH OF A YOUTH. 
 
 348 C. M. 
 
 1 When blooming youth is snatch'd away 
 
 By death's resistless hand, 
 Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
 Which pity must demand. 
 
 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 
 
 may this truth imprest 
 With awful pow'r — I too must die — 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 
 3 Let this vain world engage no more : 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb ! 
 It bids us seize the present hour ! 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 291 
 
HOPE IN THE RESURRECTION. 
 
 The voice of this alarming scene 
 
 May ev'ry heart obey ; 
 Kor be the heav'nly warning vain, 
 
 Which calls to watch and pray. 
 
 let us fly, to Jesus fly, 
 
 Whose pow'rful arm can save ; 
 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 
 HOPK IX THE RESURRECTION. 
 
 349 L. M. 
 
 1 Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb, 
 Take this new trea-sure to thy trust ; 
 And give these sacred relics room, 
 To seek a slumber in the dust. 
 
 3 Kor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
 Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes 
 Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
 While angels watch the soft repose. 
 
 3 So Jesus slept ; — God's dying Son 
 
 Pass'd thro' the grave and blest the bed ; 
 Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne 
 The morning break, and pierce the shade. 
 
 292 
 
HOPE IN THE RESURRECTION. 
 
 Break from his throne, illustrious morn; 
 Attend, earth ! his sov'reign word ; 
 Eestore thy trust — a glorious form — 
 Call'd to ascend and meet the Lord. 
 
 350 C. M. 
 
 1 Through sorrow's night and danger's path, 
 
 Amid the deep'ning gloom, 
 
 We, soldiers of an injur'd King 
 
 Are marching to the tomb. 
 
 2 There when the turmoil is no more, 
 
 And all our pow'rs decay, 
 Our cold remains, in solitude, 
 Shall sleep the years away. 
 
 3 Our labors done, securely laid 
 
 In this our last retreat. 
 Unheeded, o'er our silent dust. 
 The storms of life shall beat. 
 
 4 These ashes poor, this little dust, 
 
 Our Father's care shall keep. 
 Till the last angel rise, and break 
 The long and dreary sleep. 
 
 5 Then love's soft dew o'er ev'ry eye 
 
 Shall shed its mildest rays, 
 And the long silent dust shall rise 
 With songs of endless praise. 
 
 25* 293 
 
THE liAST CO]»nNG OP CHRIST. 
 
 351 L. M. 
 
 1 The Lord shall come, the earth shall quake, 
 The mountains to their centre shake : 
 And with'ring from the vault of night, 
 The stars shall pale their feeble light. 
 
 3 The Lord shall come, but not the same. 
 As once in lowliness he came ; 
 A silent lamb before his foes, 
 A weary man, and full of woes. 
 
 3 The Lord shall come, in dreadful form, 
 With rainbow wreath, and robes of storm, 
 On cherub wings, and wings of wind, 
 Appointed judge of all mankind. 
 
 4 Can this be He, who wont to stray, 
 A pilgrim on the world's highway, 
 Oppress'd by pow'r, and mock'd by pride, 
 The Nazarene, the crucified ? 
 
 5 While sinners in despair shall call, 
 "Rocks hide us, mountains on us fall !" 
 The saints ascending from the tomb. 
 Shall joyful sing, " the Lord is come." 
 
 294 
 
THE LAST COMING OF CHRIST. 
 
 352 8s. 7s. & 4s. 
 
 Lo ! he comes, with clouds descending, 
 Once for favor'd sinners slain : 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending, 
 Swell the triumph of his train : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Jesus now shall ever reign. 
 
 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, 
 Rob'd in dreadful majesty ; 
 
 Those who set at nought and sold him, 
 Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing. 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain, 
 
 ■ Heav'n and earth shall flee away : 
 All who hate him must, confounded, 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day : 
 
 Come to judgment ! 
 Come to judgment ! come away ! 
 
 Now redemption, long expected, . 
 
 See in solemn pomp appear ! 
 
 All his saints, by man rejected, 
 
 Rise to meet him in the air : 
 
 Hallelujah ! 
 See the day of Grod appear ! 
 
 295 
 
o 
 
 THE LAST COMING OP CHRIST. 
 
 353 S. M. 
 
 And will the Judge descend ? 
 
 And must the dead arise ? 
 And not a single soul escape 
 
 His all-discerning eyes ? 
 
 How will my heart endure 
 
 The terrors of that day, 
 When earth and heav'n, before his face, 
 
 Astonished, shrink away 1 
 
 But, ere the trumpet shake 
 
 The mansions of the dead, 
 Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound 
 
 AVhat joyful tidings spread ! 
 
 Come, sinners, seek his grace. 
 Whose wrath you cannot bear ; 
 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross, 
 And find salvation there. 
 296 
 
THE EDBN OF liOVB. 
 
 35 4 12s. & lis. 
 
 1 How sweet to reflect on those joys that 
 
 await me 
 In yon blissful region, the haven of rest, 
 Where glorified spirits with welcome shall 
 greet me. 
 And lead me to mansions prepared for the 
 blest ! 
 Encircled in light, and with glory enshrouded, 
 My happiness perfect, my mind's sky un- 
 clouded, 
 I'll bathe in the ocean of pleasure unbounded, 
 And range with delight through the Eden 
 of love. 
 
 2 While angelic legions, with harps tuned, ce- 
 
 lestial. 
 
 Harmoniously join in the concert of praise, 
 
 The saints, as they flock from the regions 
 
 terrestrial. 
 
 In loud hallelujahs their voices will raise ; 
 
 Then songs to the Lamb shall re-echo through 
 
 heaven ; 
 My soul will respond, " To Immanuel be 
 
 given 
 All glory, all honor, all might, and dominion, 
 Who brought us through grace to the Eden 
 of love." 
 
 297 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Then hail, blessed state ; hail, jou songsters 
 of glory ; 
 You harpers of bliss, soon I'll meet you 
 above ; 
 
 And join your full choir in rehearsing the 
 story, 
 '• Salvation from sorrow, through Jesus's 
 love." 
 
 Though prisoned in earth, yet, by anticipa- 
 tion, 
 
 Already my soul feels a sweet prelibation 
 
 Of joys that await me when freed from pro- 
 bation ; 
 My heart's now in heaven, the Eden of 
 love. 
 
 MISCELIiANEOUS. 
 
 355 C. M. 
 
 1 The Saviour lives ; and be his name 
 By every heart adored ! 
 From age to age he is the same, 
 The universal Lord ! 
 298 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 He is our Rock when troubles rise, 
 
 And storms and tempests lower ; 
 He rides triumphant in the skies, 
 And saves us by his power. 
 
 3 Salvation to the Lord belongs ; 
 
 AVe give the Saviour praise ; 
 Lift up our hearts, and joyful songs 
 To our Redeemer raise. 
 
 4 Great is the mercy we have found. 
 
 And great shall be our praise : 
 We'll spread his power and mercy round, 
 And songs of honor raise. 
 
 356 H. M. 
 
 1 The Lord, the Saviour reigns ; 
 
 His throne is built on high ; 
 The garments he assumes 
 
 Are light and majesty. 
 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 truth and justice stand 
 
 To guard his holy law ; 
 And where his love resolves to bless. 
 His truth confirms and seals the grace. 
 
 299 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 And can this mighty King 
 
 Of glory condescend ? 
 And will he write his name 
 
 My Saviour and my Friend ? 
 I love his name, I love his word ; 
 Join, all my powers, and praise the Lord. 
 
 357 CM. 
 
 1 How are thy servants blessed, 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, 
 They pass unhurt through burning climes, 
 And breathe in tainted air. 
 
 3 Thy mercy sweetens every soil. 
 
 Makes every region please ; 
 The hoary, frozen hills it warms, 
 And smooths the boisterous seas. 
 
 * 
 
 4 The storm was laid, the winds retired, 
 
 Obedient to thy will ; 
 TRe sea, that roared at thy command, 
 At thy command was still. 
 
 5 In midst of dangers and of death. 
 
 Thy goodness I'll adore ; 
 I'll praise thee for thy mercies past, » 
 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 300 
 
MISCELLANEOUS, 
 
 358 C. M. 
 
 1 "With sacred joy we lift our eyes 
 To those bright realms above, 
 That glorious temple in the skies, 
 Where dwells Eternal Love. 
 
 2. Before the radiant throne we bow 
 Of heaven's almighty King : 
 Here we present the solemn vow, 
 And hymns of glory sing. 
 
 3 Thee we adore ; and. Lord, to thee 
 Our filial duty pay ; 
 Thy service, unconstrained and free. 
 Conducts to endless day. 
 
 359 L. M. 
 
 1 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through; 
 Thy eye commands, with piercing view, 
 My rising and my resting hours. 
 My heart and flesh, with all their powers. 
 
 o 
 
 My thoughts, before they are my own, 
 Are to my God distinctly known ; 
 He knows the words I mean to speak, 
 Ere from my opening lips they break. 
 
 Within thy circling power I stand : 
 On every side I find thy hand : 
 Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, 
 I am surrounded still with God. 
 
 26 301 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 4 Amazing knowledge, vast and great ! 
 What large extent ! what lofty height ! 
 My soul, with all the powers I boast, 
 Is in the boundless prospect lost. 
 
 5 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. 
 
 360 C. M. 
 
 1 Father in heaven, thy sacred name 
 
 In hallowed strains be sung : 
 Thy kingdom spread o'er all the earth — 
 Thy praise fill every tongue. 
 
 2 By happy spirits round thy throne, 
 
 As thy commands are done, 
 So be thy perfect will obeyed 
 By all beneath the sun. 
 
 3 Our numerous wants are known to thee, 
 Who canst alone supply ; 
 
 grant, each day, our daily bread, 
 Nor other good deny. 
 
 4 Forgive our sins, as we forgive 
 
 The wrongs that others do ; 
 Nor let temptations press around, 
 Lest we those sins renew. 
 '602 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Thou art our Safety and Defence, 
 When dangers threatening stand ; 
 
 turn aside impending ills 
 With thy almighty hand. 
 
 Thy sceptre all creation sways ; 
 
 Thy power knows no control ; 
 Thy matchless glory shall endure 
 
 While endless ages roll. 
 
 361 CM. 
 
 1 Come, all you saints that love the Lord, 
 
 With melody divine, 
 Tune every harp in sweet accord, 
 And all in concert join. 
 
 2 Proclaim abroad your sacred joy 
 
 To earth's remotest bounds ; 
 In heavenly notes your tongues employ, 
 In symphony of sounds. 
 
 3 Let every doubt and slavish fear 
 
 Be banished from the mind ; 
 While joyful songs our spirits cheer, 
 We'll trust the Lord is kind. 
 
 4 Then let our joyful songs abound, 
 
 And every tear be dry ; 
 We'll travel through Immanuel's ground 
 To fairer worlds on high. 
 
 303 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 362 L. M. 
 
 1 Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway, 
 
 In earth and heaven the Lord of all ; 
 You princes, rulers, powers, obey, 
 And low before his sceptre fall. 
 
 2 The deed was done ; the Lamb was slain ; 
 
 The groaning earth the burthen bore : 
 He rose, he lives, — he lives to reign. 
 
 Nor time's strong arm shall shake his power. 
 
 3 Riches, and all that decks the great. 
 
 From lands unnumbered hither bring ; 
 The tribute pour before his seat, 
 And hail the triumphs of our King. 
 
 4 From heaven, from earth, loud bursts of praise 
 
 The mighty blessings shall proclaim, — 
 Blessings that earth to glory raise : 
 Awake, each soul, and sing his fame. 
 
 363 S. M. 
 
 1 The Prince of peace is come ! 
 
 Let distant nations sing ; 
 Let men and angels join their songs. 
 To hail this glorious King. 
 
 2 Light of the world, he comes ! 
 
 The blind receive their sight ; 
 The mind now feels his glad'ning ray, 
 And all within is light. 
 304 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 Evangelist divine ! 
 
 He makes the gospel known ; 
 The poor the joyful tidings hear, 
 And their great Prophet own. 
 
 4 Whilst, gracious God, I hear 
 
 The gospel's joyful sound, 
 May my glad heart, my tongue, my life, 
 Be all obedience found. 
 
 364 L. M. 
 
 1 How blest is he whose tranquil mind, 
 "When life declines, recalls again 
 The years that time has cast behind, 
 And reaps delight from toil and pain. 
 
 2 So, when the transient storm is past. 
 The sudden gloom and driving shower, 
 The sweetest sunshine is the last : 
 The loveliest is the evening hour. 
 
 365 C. M. 
 
 1 Calm on the listening ear of night 
 
 Came heaven's melodious strains, 
 Where wild Judea stretches far 
 Her silver-mantled plains ! 
 
 2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, 
 
 Shed sacred glories there ; 
 And angels, with their sounding lyres, 
 Make music on the air. 
 
 26* 305 
 
MISCEELAXEOUS, 
 
 3 The answering hills of Palestine 
 
 Sent back the glad reply ; 
 And greeted, from their holy heights, 
 The day-spring from on high. 
 
 4 O'er the blue depths of G-alilee 
 
 There came a holier calm, 
 And Sharon waved, in solemn praise, 
 Her silent groves of palm. 
 
 5 " Glory to God !" the sounding skies 
 
 Loud with their anthems rang — 
 '• Peace to the earth — good will to men, 
 From heaven's Eternal King!" 
 
 6 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem ! 
 
 The Saviour then was born ! 
 And bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains 
 Broke the first Christmas morn. 
 
 366 L. M. 6s. 
 
 1 When quiet in my house I sit. 
 Thy Book be my companion still, 
 My jo}^ thy sayings to repeat, 
 Talk o'er the records of thy will, 
 And search the oracles divine, 
 Till every heartfelt word be mine. 
 306 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 Oft as I lay me down to rest, 
 
 may the reconciling word 
 Sweetly compose my weary breast, 
 While, trusting in my gracious Lord, 
 
 1 sink in peaceful dreams away, 
 And visions of eternal day ! 
 
 3 Kising to sing my Father's praise, 
 Thee may I publish all day long ; 
 And let thy precious word of grace 
 Flow from my heart and fill my tongue. 
 Fill all my life with purest love, 
 
 And join me to the church above. 
 
 367 7s. M. 
 
 1 Watchman ! tell us of the night ; 
 What its signs of promise are. 
 Trav'ler ! o'er yon mountain's height 
 See that glory-beaming star ! 
 Watchman ! does its beauteous ray 
 Aught of hope or joy foretell ? 
 Trav'ler ! yes ; it brings the day, 
 Promised day of Israel ! 
 Watchman ! > ^ •. r • s 
 Trav'ler! ^ Yes, it brings, &c. 
 
 ♦ 307 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 Watcliman ! tell us of the night; 
 Higher yet that star ascends. 
 Traveler ! blessedness and light, 
 Peace and truth its course portends. 
 Watchman! will its beams alone 
 Gild the spot that gave them birth ? 
 Trav'ler ! ages are its own : 
 
 See ! it bursts o'er all the earth. 
 
 Watchman ! ^ » . . n 
 
 m ,1 , > Asres are its own, &c. 
 Trav'ler ! ^ ° ' 
 
 3 Watchman ! tell us of the night, 
 
 For the morning seems to dawn. 
 
 Trav'ler ! darkness takes its flight, 
 
 Doubt and terror are withdrawn. 
 
 Watchman ! let thj wanderings cease ; 
 
 Hie thee to thy quiet home. 
 
 Trav'ler ! lo ! the Prince of Peace, 
 
 Lo ! the Son of Grod is come ! 
 
 Watchman ! <• x i rn -n • c t^ s 
 
 ^ ,1 , > Lo ! The Prince of Peace, &c. 
 Trav'ler S ' 
 
 368 L. M. 
 
 I Reviving sleep ! thy sheltering wing 
 Is o'er the couch of labor spread ; 
 Sweet minister, unearthly thing. 
 That hovers round the tired one's head. 
 308 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 As calm and cold as mortal clay 
 When life is fled, earth soundly sleeps. 
 When evening veils the eye of day, 
 And darkness rules the ocean deeps. 
 
 3 0, then, thy spirit, Lord, anew 
 Enkindles strength in sleeping men ; 
 It falls, as falls the evening dew, 
 And life's sad waste repairs again. 
 
 4 Be nature's gentle slumbers mine ; 
 And lead me gently to the last ; 
 Until I hear thy voice divine, 
 
 <' Awake ! for death's dark night is passed. 
 
 369 L. M. 
 
 1 " See how he loved !" exclaimed the Jews, 
 As tender tears from Jesus fell ; 
 
 My grateful heart the thought pursues, 
 And on the theme delights to dwell. 
 
 2 See how he loved, — who travelled on, 
 Teaching the doctrine from the skies ; 
 Who bade disease and pain be gone, 
 And called the sleeping dead to rise. 
 
 3 See how he loved. — who, firm, yet mild, 
 Patient, endured the scoffing tongue ; 
 Though oft provoked, he ne'er reviled. 
 Or did his greatest foe a wrong. 
 
 309 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 4 See liow he loved. — who never shrank 
 From toil or danger, pain or death ; 
 Who all the cup of sorrow drank, 
 And meekly yielded up his breath. 
 
 5 Such love can we, unmoved, survey? 
 0, may our breasts with ardor glow, 
 To tread his steps, his laws obey, 
 And thus our warm affections show ! 
 
 370 L. M. 
 
 1 Honor and happiness unite 
 
 To make the Christian's name a praise ; 
 How fair the scene, how clear the light, 
 That fills the remnant of his days ! 
 
 2 A kingly character he bears ; 
 
 No change his priestly office knows ; 
 Unfading is the crown he wears ; 
 His joys can never reach a close. 
 
 3 Adorned with glory from on high, 
 Salvation shines upon his face ; 
 His robe is of ethereal dye; 
 
 His steps are dignity and grace. 
 
 4 The noblest creature seen below, 
 Ordained to fill a throne above, 
 God gives him all he can bestow — 
 His kingdom of eternal love. 
 
 310 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 371 L. M. 
 
 1 If all our hopes and all our fears 
 Were prisoned in life's narrow bound : 
 
 » If. travellers through this vale of tears, 
 We saw no better world beyond ; 
 
 2 0. who could check the rising sigh ? 
 What earthly thing could pleasure give ? 
 0, who would venture then to die ? — 
 
 0. who could then endure to live ? 
 
 3 And such were life, without the ray 
 From our divine religion given : 
 
 'Tis this that makes our darkness day; 
 'Tis this that makes our earth a heaven. 
 
 4 Bright is the golden sun above. 
 
 And beautiful the flowers that bloom ; • 
 And all is joy, and all is love, 
 Keflected from a world to come. 
 
 372 Us. M. 
 
 1 The gloom of the night adds a charm to tht 
 morn, 
 Stern winter the spring in its beauty endears ; 
 And the darker the cloud on which it is 
 
 drawn, 
 The brighter by contrast the rainbow appears. 
 
 . 31i 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 So trials and sorrows the Christian prepare, 
 For the rest of the soul that remaineth above ; 
 On earth tribulation awaits him, but there 
 The smile of a Father's unchangeable love. 
 
 373 lis. M. 
 
 1 I would not live alway : I ask not to stay 
 Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the 
 
 way : 
 I would not live alway : no, welcome the 
 
 tomb. 
 Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not its 
 
 gloom. 
 
 2 Who, who would live alway, away from his 
 
 God, 
 Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode ! 
 Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the 
 
 bright plains, 
 And the noontide of glory eternally reigns : 
 
 3 Where the saints of all ages in harmony 
 
 meet, 
 Their Saviour and brethren transported to 
 
 greet ; 
 Where the anthems of rapture unceasingly 
 
 roll, 
 And the smile of the Lord is the life of the 
 
 soul! 
 312 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 374 lis. 
 
 1 The Prince of salvation is coming — prepare 
 A way in the desert his blessings to share ; 
 He comes to release us from sins and from 
 
 woes, 
 And make the rude wilderness hloom like 
 the rose. 
 
 2 His reign shall extend from the east to the 
 
 west, 
 Compose all the tumults of nature to rest ; 
 The day spring of glory illumine the skies, 
 And ages on ages of happiness rise. 
 
 3 The brute-hearted temper of man shall grow 
 
 tame. 
 The wolf and the lion lie down with the 
 
 lamb ; 
 The bear with the kine shall contentedly 
 
 feed, 
 And children their young ones in harmony 
 
 lead. 
 
 4 No more shall the sound of the war-whoop 
 
 be heard. 
 The ambush and slaughter no longer be 
 
 fear'd ; 
 The tomahawk buried shall rest in the 
 
 ground, 
 And peace and good-will to the nations 
 
 abound. 
 
 27 313 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 a All spirit of war to the gospel shall bow, 
 The bow lie unstrung at the foot of the 
 
 plough; 
 To prune the young orchard the spear shall 
 
 be bent, 
 And love greet the world with a smile of 
 
 content. 
 
 6 Slight tinctures of skin shall no longer engage 
 The fervor of jealousy, murder and rage ; 
 But white men and red shall in friendship 
 
 be join'd, 
 Wide spreading benevolence over mankind. 
 
 7 Hail ! scenes of felicity, transport, and joy 
 When hatred and passion shall cease to an- 
 noy ; 
 
 Rich blessings of grace from above shall be 
 
 giv'n. 
 And life only serve as a passage to heav'n. 
 
 8 EoU forward, blest Saviour, roll forward the 
 
 day. 
 When all shall submit, and rejoice in thy 
 
 sway : 
 When men of all nations, united in praise, 
 One vast hallelujah triumphant shall raise. 
 
 314 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 375 CM. 
 
 1 Far from these narrow scenes of night 
 
 Unbounded glories rise ; 
 And realms of infinite delight, 
 Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
 2 Celestial land ! could our weak eyes 
 
 But half thy charms explore, 
 
 How would our spirits long to rise, 
 
 And dwell on earth no more ! 
 
 3 There pain and sickness never come, 
 
 And grief no place obtains : 
 Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 
 And endless pleasure reigns ! 
 
 4 No cloud these blissful regions know, 
 
 Forever bright and fair ! 
 For sin, the source of ev'ry woe, 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 5 There no alternate night is known, 
 
 Nor sun's faint sickly ray ; 
 But glory from the sacred throne 
 Spreads everlasting day. 
 
 376 C. M. 
 
 1 Jerusalem, my happy home, 
 how I long for thee ! 
 When will my sorrows have an end ? 
 Thy joys when shall I see ? 
 
 315 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 Thy walls are all of precious stones, 
 
 Most glorious to behold ! 
 Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
 Thy streets are pav'd with gold. 
 
 3 Thy gardens and thy pleasant greens, 
 
 My study long have been ; 
 Such sparkling gems by human sight 
 Have never yet been seen. 
 
 4 If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 
 
 Why should T stay from thence ! 
 What folly 'tis that I should dread 
 To die and go from hence ! 
 
 5 Reach down, reach down thy arm of grace. 
 
 And cause me to ascend. 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And sabbaths never end. 
 
 37 7 CM. 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A foll'wer of the Lamb? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause. 
 
 Or blush to speak his name ? 
 
 Must I be carried to the skies. 
 
 On flow'ry beds of ease, 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 
 And sail'd through bloody seas? 
 316 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 Are there no foes for me to face 7 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to Grod ? 
 
 ■4 Sure I must fight if I would reign ; 
 Increase my courage, Lord ! 
 I'll hear the toil, endure the pain, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
 o Thy saints in all this glorious war 
 Shall conquer though they die ; 
 They see the triumph from afar 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 And all thy armies shine, 
 In robes of vict'ry through the skies. 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 37 8 CM. 
 
 1 Behold what witnesses unseen 
 
 Encompass us around, 
 Men once like us with suff 'rings tried, 
 But now with glory crown'd. 
 
 2 Let us with zeal, like theirs, inspir'd. 
 
 Pursue the Christian race ; 
 And, freed from each encumb'ring weight, 
 Their holy footsteps trace. 
 
 27* 317 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 Behold a witness nobler still, 
 
 Who trod affliction's path — 
 Jesus, at once the finisher 
 And author of the faith. 
 
 4 He, for the joj before him set, 
 
 (So gen'rous was his love.) 
 Endur'd the cross, despis'd the shame, 
 And now he reigns above. 
 
 5 If he the scorn of wicked men 
 
 With patience did sustain. 
 Becomes it those for whom he died 
 To murmur and complain 1 
 
 6 No — let our hearts no more despond. 
 
 Our hands be weak no more ; 
 Still let us trust our Father's love, 
 His wisdom still adore. 
 
 37 9 CM. 
 
 1 Rise, my soul ! pursue the path 
 
 By ancient heroes trod : 
 Ambitious view those holy men. 
 Who lived and walk'd with Grod. 
 
 2 Though dead, they speak in reason's ear, 
 
 And in example live ; 
 Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, 
 Still fresh instruction give. 
 318 
 
MTSCELLA^^EOTJS, 
 
 3 'T was through the Lamb's most precious blood 
 
 They conquer'd ev'ry foe ; 
 And to his power and matchless grace 
 Their crowns and honor owe. 
 
 4 Lord, may we ever keep in view 
 
 The patterns thou hast giv'n, 
 And ne'er forsake the blessed road ' 
 
 Whfch led them safe to heav'n. 
 
 380 7s. 
 
 1 'Tis religion that can give 
 
 Sweetest pleasures while we live ; 
 'Tis religion must supply 
 Solid comfort when we die. 
 
 o 
 
 After death, its joys shall be 
 
 Lasting as eternity ! 
 JBe the living Grod my friend, 
 
 Then my bliss shall never end. 
 
 381 8s. 
 
 1 My gracious Redeemer I love ! 
 
 His praises aloud I'll proclaim, 
 And join with the armies above 
 To shout his adorable name. 
 
 2 To gaze on his glories divine 
 
 Shall be my eternal employ, 
 
 And feel them incessantly shine, 
 
 My boundless, ineffable joy. 
 
 319 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 You palaces, sceptres, and crowns, 
 
 Your pride with disdain I survey ; 
 Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, 
 And pass in a moment away. 
 
 4 The crown that my Saviour bestows. 
 
 Yon permanent sun shall outshine ; 
 My joy everlastingly flows — , 
 
 My Grod, my Redeemer, is mine. 
 
 382 L. M. 
 
 1 Among the mountain trees 
 
 The winds were whispering low, 
 And night's ten thousand harmonies 
 
 Were harmonies of wo ; 
 A voice of grief was on the gale. 
 It came from Kedron's gloomy vale. 
 
 2 It was the Saviour's prayer. 
 
 That on the silence broke, 
 Imploring strength from heaven to bear 
 
 The sin-avenging stroke ; 
 As in Gethsemane he knelt. 
 And pangs unknown his bosom felt. 
 
 3 The fitful star-light shone 
 
 In dim and misty gleams ; 
 Deep was his agonizing groan, 
 ^ And large the vital streams 
 That trickled to the dewy sod. 
 While Jesus raised his voice to Grod. 
 320 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 4 The chosen three that staid, 
 
 Their nightly watch to keep, 
 Left him through sorrows deep to wade, 
 
 And gave themselves to sleep : 
 Meekly and sad he prayed alone. 
 Strangely forgotten by his own. 
 
 5 Along the streamlets banks 
 
 The reckless traitor came, 
 And heavy on his bosom sank 
 
 The load of guilt and shame ; 
 Yet unto them that waited nigh, 
 He gave the Lamb of Grod to die. 
 
 6 Among the mountain trees 
 
 The winds were whispering low, 
 And night's ten thousand harmonies 
 
 Were harDionies of wo ; 
 For cruel voices filled the gale 
 That came from Kedron's gloomy vale. 
 
 383 8s. & 7s. 
 
 1 Dark and thorny is the desert. 
 
 Through which pilgrims make their way ; 
 But beyond this vale of sorrow 
 
 Lie the realms of endless day. 
 Dear young soldiers, do not murmur 
 
 At the troubles of the way : 
 Meet the tempest — fight with courage ; 
 Never faint, but often pray. 
 
 321 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 He whose thunder shakes creation — 
 
 He that bids the planets roll — 
 He that rides upon the tempest, 
 
 And whose sceptre sways the whole- 
 J^sus, Jesus will defend you ; 
 
 Trust in him, and him alone ; 
 He has shed his blood to save you, 
 
 And will bring you to his throne. 
 
 3 There on flow'ry fields of pleasure, 
 
 And the hills of endless rest, 
 Joy, and peace, and love, shall ever 
 
 Reign and triumph in your breast : 
 There ten thousand flaming seraphs 
 
 Fly across the heav'nly plain ; 
 There they sing immortal praises — 
 
 Glory, glory is their theme. 
 
 4 But methinks a sweeter concert 
 
 Makes the crystal arches ring, 
 And a song is heard in Zion, 
 
 Which the angels cannot sing : 
 Who can paint those sons of glory, 
 
 Ransom'd souls that dwell on high, 
 Who with golden harps forever 
 
 Sound redemption through the sky ! 
 322 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 5 See the heav'nly host in rapture, 
 
 Gazing on these shining bands ; 
 Wond'ring at their costly garments, 
 
 And the laurels in their hands ; 
 There upon the golden pavement, 
 
 See the ransom'd march along ! 
 While the splendid courts of glory 
 
 Sweetly echo with their song ! 
 
 384 L. M. 
 
 1 The Lord of lords and King of kings 
 In realms of bliss exalted reigns ; 
 Ah ! who can touch the trembling strings, 
 And hymn his praise with equal strains? 
 
 '2 The grandeur of his works may show. 
 In beams of lasting, heav'nly light, 
 To all who love their radiant glow, 
 The wisdom of his boundless might. 
 
 3 But, Zion, on thy portals fair, 
 
 His wondrous name resplendent shine? 
 And ev'ry child of wisdom there 
 Shall read it in the clearest lines. 
 
 4 Yes, there we learn that Ood is love 
 
 The lucid truth let angel choirs 
 (Circling the shining throne above) 
 Kesound upon their golden lyres. 
 
 323 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 5 With deep astonishment they saw 
 luiinauuel, the Virgin's son I 
 And heard, with fix'd and sacred awe, 
 The Lord of glory cry, 'Tis done ! 
 
 G But quit the endless theme, my soul, 
 And wait resigu'd a brighter day, 
 Above mortality's control, 
 
 To wake a more enraptur'd lay. 
 
 7 The crown of life, the harp of gold, 
 And palm of vict'ry. all proclaim, 
 That nobler songs shall yet unfold 
 The glories of Jehovah's name. 
 
 385 C. M. 
 
 1 Jesus ! in thy transporting name 
 What blissful glories rise ! 
 Jesus ! the angel's sweetest theme — 
 The wonder of the skies ! 
 
 9. 
 
 Well might the skies with wonder view 
 
 A love so strange as thine ! 
 No thought of angels ever knew 
 
 Compassion so divine. 
 
 Jesus! and did'st thou leave- the sky 
 
 For miseries and woes ? 
 And did'st thou bleed, and groan, and die 
 
 For vile rebellious foes '? 
 324 
 
MISCELLANEOrS. 
 
 4 Victorious love ! can language tell 
 
 The wonders of thy power, 
 Which conquer'd all the force of hell 
 In that tremendous hour? 
 
 5 What glad return can I impart 
 
 For favors so divine 1 
 ! take this heart, this worthless heart, 
 And make it only thine ! 
 
 386 8s. & 6s. 
 
 1 There is an hour of peaceful rest, 
 
 To mourning wand'rers giv'n ; 
 There is a tear for souls distressed, 
 A balm for every wounded breast — 
 
 'Tis found above — in heaven. 
 
 2 There is a home for weary souls, 
 
 By sins and sorrows driven ; 
 When tossed on life's tempestuous shoals, 
 Where storms arise — and ocean rolls, 
 
 And all is drear — but heaven. 
 
 3 There faith lifts up the tearless eye, 
 
 . The heart with anguish riven ; 
 It views the tempest passing by, 
 Sees evening shadows quickly fly. 
 And all secure — in heaven. 
 28 325 
 
MISCELLAXEOrS. 
 
 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom. 
 
 And joj^s supreme are given ; 
 There rays divine disperse the gloom ; 
 Beyond the dark and narrow tomb 
 
 Appears the dawn of heaven. 
 
 387 C. M. 
 
 1 To our Redeemer's glorious name 
 
 Awake the sacred song : 
 may his love (immortal flame !) 
 Tune ev'ry heart and tongue. 
 
 2 His love, what mortal thought can reach ? 
 
 What mortal tongue display ? 
 Imagination's utmost stretch 
 In wonder dies away. 
 
 3 He left his radiant throne on high, 
 
 Left the bright realms of bliss. 
 And came to earth to bleed and die ! 
 Was ever love like this ? 
 
 4 Blest Lord, while wje adoring pay 
 
 Our humble thanks to thee ; 
 
 May ev'ry heart with rapture say, 
 
 " The Saviour died for me." 
 
 5 may the sweet, the blissful theme 
 
 Fill every heart and tongue ; 
 'Till strangers love thy charming name. 
 xVnd join the sacred song. 
 326 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 1 
 
 388 L. M. 
 
 1 xlwake, my soul, thy tribute bring 
 To him who gave thee pow'r 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 drown'd ! 
 The stars he numbers, and their names 
 He gives to all those heav'nly 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, what grace ! 
 
 Its wonders, what thought can trace ! 
 Here wisdom shines for ever bright — 
 Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight!" 
 
 389 P. M. 
 
 1 You servants of Grod, 
 
 Your Master proclaim, 
 
 And publish abroad 
 
 His wonderful Name ; 
 The Name, all victorious, 
 
 Of Jesus, extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious. 
 
 And rules over all. 
 
 327 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 Christ ruleth on high, 
 Almighty to save ; 
 And still he is nigh, 
 His presence we have : 
 
 The great congregation 
 His triumjih shall sing, 
 
 Ascribing salvation 
 To Jesus our king. 
 
 3 Salvation to Him 
 
 Who sits on the throne — 
 
 Let all. cry aloud 
 
 And honor the Son : 
 Our Saviour's loud praises 
 
 The angels proclaim : 
 They fall on their faces 
 
 And worship the Lamb. 
 
 4 Him let us adore, 
 
 And give him his right ; 
 
 And glory and power, 
 
 And wisdom and might : 
 All honor and blessing, 
 
 AVith angels above ; 
 And thanks never ceasing, 
 
 For infinite love. 
 
 390 C. M. 
 
 1 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 
 Thy sov'reign will denies, 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace 
 Let this petition rise. 
 •^28 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 'Z Grive me a calm and thankful heart, 
 From every murmur free i 
 rte blessings of thy grace impart, 
 And make me live to thee. 
 
 3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine 
 My life and death attend ; 
 Thy patience through my journey shine, 
 And crown my journey's end. 
 
 391 L. M. 
 
 1 Happy the saints whose lot is cast. 
 
 Where oft is heard the gospel sound ; 
 The word is pleasant to their taste, 
 A healing balm for every wound. 
 
 2 With joy they hasten to the place 
 
 Where they their Saviour oft have met, 
 And while they feast upon his grace, mn 
 Their burdens and their griefs forgot. 
 
 3 This favor'd lot, my friends, is ours ; 
 
 May we the privilege improve. 
 And find these consecrated hours 
 Sweet earnests of the joys above. 
 
 392 L. M. 
 
 1 Father of all, thy care we bless, 
 
 Which crowns our families with peace ; 
 From thee they spring, and by thy hand 
 They have been and are still sustained. 
 28* 329 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 To God, most worthy to be praised, 
 Be our domestic altars raised ; 
 
 Who, Lord of Heaven, scorns not to d-J^ll 
 With saints in their obscurest cell. 
 
 3 To thee may each united house, 
 Morning and night present its vows ; 
 Our servants there, and rising race, 
 Be taught thy precepts, and thy grace. 
 
 393 C. M. 
 
 1 Thou art the way — to thee alone 
 
 From sin and death we flee ; 
 And he who would the Father seek, 
 Must seek him, Lord, by thee. 
 
 2 Thou art the truth — thy word alone 
 
 True wisdom can impart ; 
 Thou only canst inform the mind 
 And purify the heart. 
 
 3 Thou art the life — the rending tomb 
 
 Proclaims thy conqu'ring arm. 
 And those who put their trust in thee 
 Nor death nor hell shall harm. 
 
 4 Thou art the way, the truth, the life; 
 
 Grant us that way to know, 
 That truth to keep, that life to win, 
 Whose joys eternal flow. 
 330 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 394 C. M. 
 
 1 Grijife thanks to God. invoke bis name, 
 
 And tell the T7orld his grace ; ' 
 
 Sound through the world his deeds of fame, 
 That all may seek his face. 
 
 2 His cov'nant which he kept in mind 
 
 For num'rous ages past, 
 
 To num'rous ages yet behind 
 
 In equal force shall last. 
 
 3 He swore to Abram and his seed, 
 
 And made the blessings sure : 
 Gentiles the ancient promise read, 
 And find his truth endure. 
 
 4 Then let the world forbear its rage, 
 
 Nor put the church in fear : 
 Israel must live through ev'ry age, 
 And be th' Almighty's care. 
 
 395 9s. & 8s. 
 
 There is a place where my hopes are stay'd, 
 
 My heartland my treasure are there : 
 Where verdure and blossoms never fade, 
 And fields are eternally fair. 
 
 That blissful place is my fatherland ; 
 
 By faith its delights I explore ; 
 Come, favor my flight, angelic band, 
 And waft me in peace to the shore. 
 
 331 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 There is a place, where the angels dwell, 
 
 A pure and peaceful abode : 
 The joys of that place, no tongue can tell — 
 But there is the place of Grod ! 
 
 3 There is a place, where my friends are gone 
 
 Who suffer'd and worshipp'd with me ; 
 Exalted with Christ, high on his throne, 
 The King in his beauty they see. 
 
 4 There is a place, where I hope to live, 
 
 When life and its labors are o'er : 
 A place, which the Lord to me will give, 
 And then I shall sorrow no more. 
 That blissful place is my fatherland ; 
 
 By faith its delights I explore ; 
 Come, favor my flight, angelic band, 
 And waft me in peace to the shore. 
 
 396 L. M. 
 
 1 From every stormy wind that blows, 
 From every swelling tide of woes, 
 There is a calm, a sure retreat, 
 'Tis found beneath the Mercy Seat. 
 
 2 There is a place where Jesus sheds 
 The oil of gladness on our heads, 
 
 A place than all besides more sweet- 
 It is the blood-bought Mercy Seat. 
 332 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 3 There is a scene -where spirits blend, 
 Where friend holds fellowship with friend ; 
 Tho' simder'd far — by faith they meet 
 Around one common Mercy Seat. 
 
 4 Ah ! whether could we flee for aid, 
 When tempted, desolate, dismay'd — 
 Or how the host of hell defeat. 
 Had suffering saints no Mercy Seat. 
 
 5 There ! there, on eagle wings we soar, 
 And sin and sense seem all no more, 
 
 And heaven comes down our souls to greet, 
 And glory crowns the Mercy Seat. 
 
 6 Oh, let my hand forget her skill. 
 
 My tongue be silent, cold and still, * 
 This bounding heart forget to beat. 
 If I forget the Mercy Seat. 
 
 397 lis. 
 
 1 Come, you disconsolate, where'er you lan- 
 guish, 
 Come, at the mercy seat fervently kneel ; 
 Here bring your wounded hearts — here tell 
 your anguish, 
 Earth hath no sorrow that heaven cannot 
 heal. 
 
 333 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 Joy of the desolate, light of the straying, 
 Hope, when all others die, fadeless and 
 pure ; 
 
 Here speaks the Comforter, in mercy saying, 
 " Earth hath no sorrow that heayeu cannot 
 
 398 L. M. 
 
 1 Come, my soul, in sacred lays 
 Attempt thy great Creator's praise : 
 But, 0, what tongue can speak his fame ? 
 What verse can reach the lofty theme ? 
 
 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, 
 He glory like a garment wears ; 
 
 To form a robe of light divine, 
 
 Ten thousand suns around him shine. 
 
 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, 
 Almighty power, with wisdom, shines ; 
 
 His works, through all this wondrous framo^ 
 Declare the glory 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 listening worlds shall join the song. 
 
 334 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 399 ■ lis. & 8s. 
 
 1 Messiah 's great ; you hosts of heaven adore 
 
 him, 
 And you who tread this earthly ball ; 
 In holy songs rejoice aloud before him, 
 And shout his j)raise who made you all. 
 
 2 Messiah 's great ; his majesty how glorious ! 
 
 Resound his praise from shore to shore ; 
 O'er sin, and death, and hell, now made vic- 
 torious, 
 He rules and reigns forevormore. 
 
 3 Messiah 's great ; his mercy how abounding! 
 
 You angels, strike your golden chords ; 
 0, praise our Lord, with voice and harp re- 
 sounding, 
 The King of kings and Lord of lords. 
 
 ' 400 I2s. lis. & 8s. 
 
 1 The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding, 
 And glory attends him along his bright way : 
 The news of his grace on the breezes are gli- 
 ding. 
 And nations are owning his sway. * 
 
 335 
 
MISCELLANEOUS. 
 
 2 And now through the darkest of earth's 
 
 gloomy regions, 
 The wheels of his chariot are rolling sublime, 
 His banners unfolding his own true religion, 
 Dispelling the errors of time. 
 
 3 Behold a bright angel from heaven descending, 
 High lifting his trumpet, hosannas to raise, 
 
 " Hail Son of the highest, let every knee bend- 
 
 Adore thee with offerings of praise. 
 
 4 Thy sword and thy buckler, shall save and 
 
 deliver, 
 The poor and the needy, from foes that assail, 
 Thy bow and th}" quiver shall vanquish forever 
 The prince and the legions of hell. 
 
 5 Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering 
 
 Saviour, 
 Let thousands of thousands submit to thy 
 
 reign, 
 Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for tjiy 
 
 favor, 
 And follow thy glorious train. 
 
 6 Hide on ! till the compass of thy great do- 
 
 minion, 
 The globe shall encircle from pole unto pole, 
 And mankind cemented with friendship and 
 
 union, 
 Obey thee with heart and with soul. 
 
 336 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified 
 
 nation. 
 The voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise, 
 And heaven shall echo the song of salvation, 
 In rich and melodious lays." 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 401 L. M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
 Praise him, all creatures here below ; 
 Praise him above, you heavenly throng ; 
 praise Jehovah in your song. 
 
 402 C. M. 
 
 r Almighty Father, gracious Power, 
 Thy grateful children own 
 Thy boundless love, and bow before 
 Thy everlasting throne. 
 
 2 Forever hallowed be thy name, 
 All holy, good, and wise ; 
 And may th}' perfect will be done 
 On earth as in the skies. 
 
 29 337 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 403 H. M. 
 
 Glory to Grod on high ; 
 
 Forever bless his name ; 
 Let earth, and seas and sky 
 His wondrous love proclaim. 
 To him be praise and glory given 
 By all on earth and all in heaven. 
 
 404 7s. M. 
 
 1 Homage paid to Grod above, — 
 Grod, whose nature all is love ; 
 
 In his praise your breath employ, — 
 Gracious Source of every joy ! 
 
 2 All our hopes of life and heaven 
 Through thy grace alone are given ; 
 Bliss eternal, pure, divine, — 
 Every gift, God, is thine. 
 
 405 S. M. 
 
 1 To heaven's eternal King, 
 
 Who rules supreme alone, ^ 
 
 Let all on earth their praises bring, 
 And worship round his throne. 
 
 2 His name, as sovereign Lord, 
 
 Shall sound through distant lands ; 
 Great is his grace, and sure his word ; 
 His truth forever stands. 
 
 338 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 406' 8s. & 7s. M. 
 
 Gracious Source of every blessing, 
 Guard our breasts from anxious fears ; 
 Let us, each thy love possessing, 
 
 Peaceful reach the vale of years ; 
 All our hopes on thee reclining, 
 
 Peace, companion of our way, 
 May our sun, in smiles declining, 
 
 Rise in everlasting day. 
 
 407 C. M. 
 
 To Thee, whose temple is all space ; 
 
 Whose altar, earth, sea, skies : 
 One chorus let all beings raise, 
 
 All nature's incense rise. 
 
 408 L. M. 
 
 Be thou, God, exalted high ; 
 And as thy glory fills the sky. 
 So let it be on earth displayed, 
 Till thou art here as there obeyed. 
 
 409 10s. 
 
 Burst into praise, my soul ! all nature join ! 
 Angels and men in harmony combine ; 
 While human years are measured by the sun, 
 And while eternity its course shall run. 
 
 339 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 41 H. M. 
 
 Now to the King of Heaven, 
 Your cheerful voices raise ; 
 To him be glory given. 
 Power, majesty and praise. - 
 
 Wide as he reigns, 
 
 His name be sung, 
 
 By every tongue. 
 
 In endless strains. 
 
 411 7s 
 
 All who vital breath enjoy 
 In God's praise that breath ejnploy, 
 And in one great chorus join ; 
 Praise, praise the name divine. 
 
 412 lis. 
 
 Come, let us adore Christ, come, bow at his feet, 
 give him the glory, the praise that is meet ; 
 Let joyful hosannas unceasing arise, 
 And join the full chorus that gladdens the 
 
 skies. 
 
 340 
 
INDEX TO THE SUBJECTS. 
 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 God 
 
 1—8 
 
 The'Glory of God, . 
 
 9—15 
 
 The Love of God, 
 
 16—25 
 
 The Power of God, 
 
 26—28 
 
 The Mercy of God, 
 
 29 33 
 
 All nature attests the goodness of God, 34 — 44 
 
 The Praises of God, 
 
 45—67 
 
 The Promise of a Messiah, 
 
 68—70 
 
 Incarnation, 
 
 71—81 
 
 The Messiah has Come. 
 
 82—89 
 
 The Sufferings and Death of Christ, 
 
 90—98 
 
 The Resurrecti(fn of Christ, 
 
 99—108 
 
 The Commandment to the Apostles, 
 
 109—111 
 
 The Ascension, 
 
 112—117 
 
 The Coronation of Christ, 
 
 118—121 
 
 The Reign of Christ, 
 
 122—128 
 
 The Priesthood of Christ, 
 
 129—133 
 
 The Love of Christ, 
 
 134—136 
 
 Christ, the ever-living Intercessor, 
 
 137—138 
 
 The Word of God, 
 
 139—158 
 
 Faith, . . • . 
 
 159—163 
 
 Repentance, 
 
 164—165 
 
 Immersion, 
 
 166—180 
 
 Pardon, 
 
 181—184 
 
 The Lord's'Day, 
 
 185—196 
 
 The Lord's Supper, 
 
 197_903 
 
 The Church, 
 
 204 210 
 
 29* 
 
 341 
 
INDEX TO THE SUBJECTS. 
 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 Unity of Spirit, 
 Social Worship, 
 Sons of aod, 
 
 211- 
 219- 
 
 227- 
 
 -218 
 -226 
 -229 
 
 The Corner Stone, 
 
 230- 
 
 -231 
 
 Encouragement to Penitents, 
 
 232- 
 
 -250 
 
 Salvation, 
 
 251- 
 
 -253 
 
 Missionary Hymns, 
 
 On opening a House of Worship, 
 
 Morning Hymns, 
 
 254- 
 264- 
 273- 
 
 -263 
 
 -272 
 -277 
 
 Evening Hymns, 
 
 278- 
 
 -286 
 
 The New Year Hymns, 
 
 28.7- 
 
 -296 
 
 Funeral Hymns, 
 
 297- 
 
 -308 
 
 Praise, 
 
 309- 
 
 -317 
 
 Resignation, . ... 
 
 318- 
 
 -320 
 
 Not Ashamed of Christ, 
 
 321- 
 
 -323 
 
 For Youth, 
 
 324- 
 
 -329 
 
 Middle Age, . 
 Old Age, 
 
 330 
 331 
 
 
 The Cross, 
 
 332- 
 
 -338 
 
 Parting Hymns, 
 Occasional, 
 
 339- 
 344 
 
 -343 
 
 Issues of Life and Death, . 
 
 345 
 
 
 The Living and the Dead, 
 
 346 
 
 
 The Death of the Righteous, 
 
 347 
 
 
 The Death of a Youth, 
 
 348 
 
 
 Hope in the Resurrection, 
 
 349- 
 
 -350 
 
 The Last Coming of Christ, . 
 The Eden of Love, 
 
 . 351- 
 354 
 
 -353 
 
 Miscellaneous, . > . 
 
 355- 
 
 -400 
 
 Doxologies, 
 342 
 
 401- 
 
 -412 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 Above — below — where'er I gaze, 44 
 
 A broken heart, my Grod, my King, 248 
 
 Again from calm and sweet repose, 275 
 
 Again the Lord of Life and Light, 103 
 
 All hail the glorious morn, 117 
 
 All hail the power of Jesus' name, 118 
 
 All powerful — self-existent God, 4 
 
 All who vital breath enjoy, 411 
 
 All yesterday is gone, 243 
 
 Almighty Father, gracious power, 402 
 
 Almighty maker, G-od, 39 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross, 377 
 
 Among the mountain trees, ■ 382 
 
 And have I measured half my days, 330 
 
 And now, my soul, another year, 289 
 
 And will the Great Eternal God, 271 
 
 And will the Judge descend, 353 
 
 And will the Lord thus condescend, 249 
 
 Angels rolled the rock away, 99 
 
 Another fleeting day is gone, 278 
 
 Another six days work is done, 185 
 
 Arise King of Grace, arise, . 208 
 
 Ashamed of Christ, our souls disdain, 321 
 
 A voice from the desert comes peaceful 69 
 
 Awake, awake the sacred song, 77 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun, 277 
 
 Awake, my soul, awake my tongue, 33 
 
 343 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 Awake, my soul, in joyful lays, 20 
 
 Awake, my soul, to sound his praise, 61 
 
 Awake, my soul, thy tribute bring, 388 
 
 Awake our drowsy powers, 114 
 
 A youth devoted to the Lord, 325 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne, 45 
 
 Begin, my soul, the lofty lay, 13 
 
 Behold, my servant, see him rise, 70 
 
 Behold the Abrahamic seed, 68 
 
 Behold the amazing gift of love, 227 
 
 Behold the bright morning appeared, 101 
 
 Behold the corner stone, 231 
 
 Behold the grace appears, 76 
 
 Behold the man. how glorious he, 90 
 
 Behold the morning sun, 140 
 
 Behold the Prince of Peace, 84 
 
 Behold what witnesses unseen, 378 
 Be thou, O God, exalted high, 66, 408 
 
 Beyond the glittering starry sky, 115 
 
 Blest are the sons of peace, 211 
 
 Blest be that firm and Christian love, 342 
 
 Blest be the tie that binds, ' 216 
 
 Blest hour when mortal man retires, 222 
 
 Buried beneath the yielding wave, 167 
 Burst into praise, my soul ! all nature join ! 409 
 
 Calm on the listening ear of night, 365 
 
 Celestial worlds, your Maker's name, 46 
 
 Christ and his cross are all our theme, 335 
 
 344 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 Christians, brethren, ere we part, 343 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen to-day, 108 
 
 Come all you saints that love the Lord, 361 
 
 Come Christian brethren ere we part, 339 
 
 Come happy souls adore the Lord, 166 
 
 Come hither all you weary souls, 232 
 
 Come let us adore Christ, come bow at 412- 
 
 Come let us anew our journeys pursue, 288 
 
 Come let us join in songs of praise, 132 
 
 Come let us join with one accord, 190 
 
 Come let us lift our voices high, 201 
 
 Come my soul in sacred lays, 398 
 
 Come sound his praise abroad, 47 
 
 Come you disconsolate where'er you 397 
 
 Come you redeemed of the Lord, 176 
 
 Come you that know and love the Lord, 18 
 
 Dark and thorny is the desert, .383 
 
 Death cannot make our souls afraid, 301 
 
 Descending down into the flood, 174 
 
 Didst thou dear Jesus suffer shame, 337 
 
 Do we not know that solemn word, 169 
 
 Early in life's young days, 328 
 
 Earth has a joy unknown in heaven, 183 
 Ere mountains reared their forms sublime, 5 
 Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad, 81 
 
 Ere in the world again we go, 284 
 
 Eternal and immortal King. 11 
 
 Eternal God, enthroned on high, 331 
 
 345 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymni?. 
 
 Eternal power — Almighty God, 19 
 
 Exert thy power — thy rights maintain, 259 
 
 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss, 159 
 
 Faith is the brightest evidence, 161 
 
 Faith is the Christian's prop, 160 
 
 Faithful, Lord, thy mercies are, 17 
 
 Far from these narrow scenes of night, 375 
 
 Father divine, the Saviour cried, 92 
 
 Father, how wide thy glory shines, 14 
 
 Father in heaven thy sacred name, 360 
 
 Father of all, thy care we bless, 392 
 
 Father of Mercies, God of Love, 296 
 
 Father of Mercies, in thy word, 145 
 
 Father whate'er of earthly bliss, 390 
 
 Forgiveness, 'tis a joyful sound, 184 
 
 From every stormy wind that blows, 396 
 
 From Jesse's root, a branch did rise, 87 
 
 From tribulation's gloomy vale, 94 
 
 Give thanks to God, invoke his name, 394 
 
 Give to our God immortal praise, 29 
 
 Give to the Lord in cheerful songs, 311 
 
 Glory, glory to our king, 121 
 
 Glory to God on high, 403 
 
 Glory to thee my God this night, 286 
 
 God in his earthly temple lays, 206 
 
 God, in the gospel of his son, 153 
 
 God of the changing year, whose arm of 290 
 
 God of my life, my morning song, 276 
 
 346 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LIXES. 
 
 Ilymufl. 
 
 God of my life, through all my days, 315 
 
 God of the morning, at thy voice, 273 
 
 God of the world ! thy glories shine, 23 
 
 Go. missionaries, and proclaim, 260 
 
 Go preach my Gospel, saith the Lord. 109 
 
 Go, said the voice of heavenly love, 261 
 
 Gracious source of every blessing, 406 
 
 Greatest of beings, source of good, 265 
 
 Great Former of this various frame, 12 
 
 Great God, at whose all-powerful call, 35 
 
 Great God, I own thy sentence just, 300 
 
 Great God of wonders, all thy ways, 182 
 Great God, the heaven's well ordered frame, 42 
 
 Great God, thy watchful care we bless. 264 
 
 Great God, we in thy courts appear, 179 
 
 Great is the Lord our God, 205 
 
 Great was the day, the joy was great, 110 
 
 Hail great Creator wise and good, 34 
 
 Hail happy day, thou day of holy rest, 194 
 
 Hail to the Lord's anointed, 88 
 
 Hail to the peaceful day. 196 
 
 Happy the children of the Lord, 151 
 
 Happy the saints whose lot is cast, 391 
 
 Hark the herald angels sing, 80 
 
 Hark the voice of love and mercy, 96 
 
 Haste sinner, now be wise, 242 
 
 Hear what the voice of heaven proclaims, 299 
 
 Heaven has confirmed the great decree, 308 
 
 He dies, the friend of sinners dies, 91 
 
 347 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 He lives, he lives, and sits above, 135^ 
 
 He lives, the great Redeemer lives, 138 
 
 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns, 127 
 
 Here at thy cross, incarnate word, 334 
 High o'er the heaven of heavens I saw and 37 
 
 Homage paid to Grod above, 404 
 
 Honor and happiness unite, 370 
 
 How are thy servants blessed, Lord, 357 
 
 How beautiful the sight, 212 
 
 How blest the righteous when he dies, 347 
 
 How blest is he whose tranquil mind, 364 
 
 How blest the sacred tie that binds, 215 
 
 How did my heart rejoice to hear, 220 
 
 How firm a foundation you saints of the 158 
 
 How free and boundless is the grace, 32 
 
 How great is our Creator God, 27 
 
 How honored is the place, 210 
 
 How pleasant, how divinely fair, 224 
 
 How pleasant to our hearts to see, 217 
 
 How pleased and blessed was I, 221 
 
 How precious. Lord, thy holy word, 146 
 
 How shall the young secure their hearts, 149 
 
 How still and peaceful is the grave, 307 
 
 How sweet to bless the Lord, - 225 
 
 How sweet to reflect on those joys that 354 
 
 Humble souls who seek salvation, 171 
 
 I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, 322 
 
 If all our hopes and all our fears, 371 
 
 I'll praise my Maker with my breath, 57 
 
 318 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 I love to steal awhile away, 279 
 
 In Christ the Lord our eyes behold, 129 
 
 Indulgent God to thee we pray, 255 
 
 In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands, 89 
 
 Inscribed upon the cross we see, 333 
 
 In the cross of Christ I glory, 332 
 
 In the soft season of thy youth, 327 
 
 I sing the mighty power of God, 40 
 
 I would not live alway, 373 
 
 Jehovah, God, our heavenly King, 270 
 
 Jehovah reigns, he dwells in light, 7 
 
 Jehovah spoke and Gabriel sped, 85 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home, 376 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 323 
 
 Jesus, his empire shall extend, 124 
 
 Jesus, in thy transporting name, 385 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun, 125 
 
 Jesus thy blessings are not few, 237 
 
 Join all you servants of the Lord, 152 
 
 Joy to the world below, 86 
 
 Joy to the world the Lord has come, 83 
 
 Let all the heathen writers join, 148 
 
 Let everlasting glories crown, 155 
 
 Let every creature join, 58 
 
 Let every mortal ear attend, 234 
 
 Let Jews and Gentiles, bond and free. 256 
 
 Let others boast their ancient line, 229 
 
 Let party names no more, 214 
 30 349 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 Let strangers walk around, 204 
 
 Let the whole race of creatures lie, 320 
 
 Let vain pursuits and vain desires, 197 
 
 Lift up to God, the voice of praise, 60 
 
 Lift your glad voices in triumph on high, 102 
 
 Look, you saints, the sight is glorious, 120 
 
 Lo ! he coiiies, with clouds descending, 352 
 
 Lo ! the day of rest declineth, 283 
 
 Lo ! what a precious corner stone, 230 
 
 Lo! what an entertaining sight, 213 
 
 Lo ! what enraptured songs of praise, 119 
 
 Lord, I have made thy word my choice, 147 
 
 Lord of the worlds above, 223 
 
 Lord of this sabbath, hear our vows, 186 
 
 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand, 207 
 
 Lord, thou hast searched and seen me 359 
 
 Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, 1 16 
 
 Messiah 's great ; you hosts of heaven, 399 
 
 Mighty God, while angels bless thee, 309 
 
 'Mong all the priests of Jewish race, 130 
 
 Morning breaks upon the tomb, 105 
 
 My Christian friends in bonds of love, 340 
 
 My God, my King, thy various praise, 313 
 
 My God thy boundless love I praise, 24 
 
 My gracious Kedeemer I love, 381 
 
 My keeper, God, I bless his name, 293 
 
 No more, dear Saviour, will I boast, 338, 
 
 Vot all the nobles of the earth, 228 
 350 
 
Index to first lines. 
 
 Hyr 
 
 No war nor battle's sound. 74 
 
 Now is the accepted time, 239 
 
 Now is the day of grace, 2'i- 
 Now let my soul. Eternal King, . 154 
 
 Now let our cheerful eyes survey, 131 
 
 Now let our drooping hearts revive, 303 
 
 Now let our mournful songs record, 95 
 
 Now to our Grod let praises rise, 52 
 
 Now to the King of Heaven, 410 
 
 Now to the Lord who built the skies, 50 
 
 all you nations praise the Lord, 54 
 
 bless the Lord, our souls, 314 
 
 bow thy ear, Eternal One, 269 
 
 for a faith that will not shrink, 162 
 
 O for a song of joy, 21 
 
 for a song of sacred joy, '317 
 
 God accept the sacred hour 199 
 
 .0 how I love thy holy law, 141 
 
 in the morn of life when youth, 324 
 
 let your mingling voices rise, 252 
 
 Lord, our heavenly King, 10 
 
 Lord, thy perfect word, 156 
 
 Once more, my soul, the rising day, 274 
 
 O praise the Lord in that blest place, 63 
 
 render thanks to God above, 31 
 
 the transcendent love, 136 
 
 O thou to whom in ancient time, 267 
 
 O 'tis sweet to mingle where, 281 
 
 Our Lord is risen from tlie dead, 112 
 351 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymus. 
 
 Our Saviour plunged beneath the wave, 168 
 
 Our souls shall magnify the Lord, 75 
 
 O worship the King, all glorious above, 15 
 
 Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand, 304 
 
 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan, 233 
 
 Praise everlasting praise be paid, ^ 310 
 
 Praise Grod from whom all blessings flow, 401 
 
 Praise the Lord, his glory bless, 65 
 
 Praise the Lord in that best place, 63 
 
 Praise the Lord, who reigns above, 48 
 
 Praise the Lord, y-ou heavens adore him, 64 
 
 Praise you Jehovah's name, 62 
 
 Praise you the Lord around whose throne, 266 
 
 Praise you the Lord, my heart shall join, 56 
 
 Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee, 226 
 
 Proclaim, says Christ, my wondrous grace, 175 
 
 Eaise your triumphant songs, 25 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King, 123 
 
 Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds 294 
 
 Repent and be immersed, 165 
 
 Repent the voice celestial cries, 164 
 
 Reviving sleep, thy sheltering wing, 368 
 
 Rise, my soul, pursue the path. 379 
 
 Safely through another week, 191 
 
 Salvation, the joyful sound, 251 
 
 Saviour, mighty King in Zion, 173 
 
 See another year is gone, 291 
 352 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 See how he loved, exclaimed the Jews, 369 
 
 See how repenting sinners trace, , 180 
 
 See the leaves around iis falling. 292 
 
 Send forth thy messengers of peace, 257 
 
 Sing to the Lord in joyful strains, 59 
 
 Sing to the Lord, Jehovah's name, 26 
 
 Sing to the Lord, most high, 316 
 
 Sing to the Lord, you distant lands, 51 
 
 Sinner, the voice of Grod regard, 245 
 
 Sinners, v\'ill you scorn the message, 246 
 
 Softly fades the twilight ray, ' 282 
 
 Softly now the light of day, 280 
 
 Songs of immortal praise belong, 38 
 
 Sons of men behold from far, 82 
 
 Stretched on the cross the Saviour dies, 97 
 
 Supreme in power, Grod of grace, 268 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God, my King, 312 
 
 Sweet is the work, Lord, 195 
 
 Sweet were the sounds that reached our 30 
 
 The angels that watched round the tomb, 107 
 
 The first almightt" cause. 3 
 
 The gloom of the night adds a charm to 372 
 
 The glorious universe around, 218 
 
 The Grod of love will sure indulge, 306 
 
 The great Redeemer we adore, 177 
 
 The heavens declare thy glor3^ Lord, 139 
 
 The King of Heaven his table spreads. 235 
 
 The lands that long in darkness laid, 79 
 
 The long expected morn, 78 
 30* 353 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 The Lord, how fearful is his name, 28 
 
 The Lord is come the heavens prochiim, 71 
 
 The Lord is risen indeed, 104 
 
 The Lord of glory is my light, 209 
 
 The Lord of lords and Kino- of king-s. 3S4 
 The Lord shall come, the earth shall quake, 351 
 The Lord, the Saviour reigns, 126, 356 
 
 The Lord — the Sovereign King, 9 
 
 The morn of life, how fair and gay, 329 
 
 The morning dawns upon the place, 93 
 
 The perfect world by Adam trod, 272 
 
 The Prince of Peace is come, 363 
 
 The Prince of Salvation in triumph is 400 
 The Prince of Salvation is coming, prepare, 374 
 
 The rising morn, the closing day, 36 
 
 The Saviour calls, let every ear 236 
 
 The Saviour lives, and be his name, 355 
 
 The Saviour lives, no more to die, 137 
 
 The Saviour risen to-day we praise, 188 
 
 The spacious firmament on high, 8 
 
 The swift declining day, 244 
 
 The term of life assigned to man, 287 
 
 The thirsty earth receives the rain, 142 
 
 The true Messiah now appears, 133 
 
 The volume of my father's grace, 144 
 
 The wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, 73 
 
 The world can never give, 345 
 
 There is a God, all nature speaks, 1 
 
 There is an hour of peaceful rest, 386 
 
 There is a place where my hopes are stay'd, 395 
 354 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns. 
 
 There seems a voice in every gale, 67 
 
 This day be grateful homage paid, 113 
 
 This day the Lord hath called his own, 192 
 
 This is the day the first ripe sheaf, 187 
 
 This is the day the Lord hath made, 189 
 
 Thou art, Almighty, Lord of all, 22 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will 298 
 
 Thou art the way, to thee alone, 393 
 
 Thou hast said, exalted Saviour, 172 
 Through sorrow's night and danger's path, 350 
 
 Thus it became the Prince of Peace, 178 
 
 Thus saith the Lord, your work is vain, 72 
 
 Thus the Eternal Father spoke, 122 
 
 Thy blessing, everlasting Grod, 341 
 
 Thy glory, Lord, the heavens declare, 41 
 
 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess, 16 
 
 Thy law is perfect, Lord of light, 150 
 
 Thy name, Almighty Lord, 55 
 
 Thy people. Lord, who trust thy word, 254 
 
 Thy ways, Lord, with wise design, 318 
 
 'Tis by the faith of joys to come, 163- 
 
 'Tis finished, so the Saviour cried, 98 
 
 'Tis Grod, the Father we adore, 170 
 
 'Tis Religion that can give, 380 
 
 To heaven's Eternal King, 405 
 
 To him who did salvation bring, 253 
 
 To Jesus our exalted Lord, 203 
 
 To our Redeemer's glorious name, 387 
 
 To thee, my righteous King and Lord, 49 
 
 To thee whose temple is all space, 407 
 
 355 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hymns, 
 
 Trusting in Christ, go heralds rear, 258 
 
 'Twas by an order from the Lord, 157 
 
 'Twas on that dark, eventful night, 198 
 
 'Twas the commission of the Lord, 111 
 
 Unveil th}^ bosom, faithful tomb, 349 
 
 Wait every soul, your Maker's will, 319 
 
 Watchman tell us of the night, 367 
 
 We sing of God, the might source, 2 
 
 We sing the majesty of Grod, 6 
 
 We sing the Saviour's love, 134 
 
 What glory gilds the sacred page, 143 
 
 What mean these jealousies and fears, 181 
 
 What shall I render to my Grod, 219 
 
 When as returns this solemn day, 193 
 
 When blooming youth is snatched away, 348 
 
 W^hen I survey the painful cross, 200 
 
 When langor and disease invade. 344 
 
 When quiet in my house I sit, 366 
 
 When thy mortal life is fled, 247 
 
 When we the sacred grave survey. 100 
 Where'er the blustering north wind blows, 262 
 
 While life prolongs its precious light, 250 
 
 While now upon this sabbath we, 285 
 
 While with ceaseless course the sun, 295 
 
 Who are the dead ? — the sons of time, 346 
 
 Why do we mourn departed friends, 305 
 
 Why flow these torrents of distress, 302 
 
 Why should we start and fear to die, 297 
 356 
 
INDEX TO FIRST LINES. 
 
 Hyniiis. 
 ooO 
 
 With great surprise the cross I view, 
 
 With one consent let all the earth, 53 
 
 With sacred joy we lift our eyes, 358 
 
 With songs of grateful praise, 263 
 
 Worthy is he that once was slaiu, 202 
 
 AVorthy the Lamb of boundless sway, 362 
 
 Yes, the Redeemer rose^ 106 
 
 You lovely bands of blooming youth, 326 
 
 You servants of Christ, your master 128 
 
 You servants of God, 389 
 
 You sinners fear the Lord, 241 
 
 You sons of earth arise, 238 
 
 You sons of men, with joy record, 43 
 
 357 
 
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