FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 
 
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 THE LIBRARY OF 
 
 PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 
 
 Section & 755 
 
 

> MAY 8 1935 
 
 AND 
 
 CAMP-MEETING SONCJS, 
 
 FOR 
 
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 While I live, I will praise the Lord."— Ps, exlti. 2. 
 
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 " Social and Camp-Meeting Songs, for the Pious. 
 
 While I live, I will praise the Lord Psalm 
 
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SOCIAL 
 
 AND 
 
 CAMP-MEETING SONGS. 
 
 HYMN 1. P. M. 
 
 1. YE children of Zion, who're aiming far 
 
 glory, 
 Enlisted with Jesus to fight against hell, 
 
 New Canaan's bright^borders are now just 
 before you, 
 :h Jordan's proud billows its banks over- 
 all. 
 Ten thousand have cross'd it, and are now in 
 
 A shouting and telling the triumphant story, 
 And Jesus, our Saviour, will bring us all over, 
 In the land of sweet Canaan, for ever to 
 dwell. 
 
 2. This makes my heart joyful, it fills me with 
 
 pleasure, 
 That suff ring and toiling wnTone day be o'er; 
 At the feet of my Saviour I'll tnere 'count rny 
 
 treasure, 
 Where sin, pain, and sorrow can reacii me no 
 
 more. 
 Be bold and courageous, and fear not the devil. 
 Though he should speak of you all manner of 
 
 evil, 
 For though Satan racres, yet Jesus engages 
 To bring us all shouting to Canaan's bright 
 
 shore, 
 
3. Like ships on the ocean we're tossed by 
 
 commotion, 
 But Christ is the pilot, and he's a sure guide : 
 It sick and afflicted, kind love has a lotion 
 Vvhi«:h flows in abundance from Jesus's side. 
 1 hough Satan's wild whirlwinds like deludes 
 
 roaring-, to 
 
 And floods of temptation as hail are down 
 
 pouring, 
 Though devils should haunt you, yet let them 
 
 not daunt you, 
 For Jesus rules over the wind and the tide. 
 
 4. I feel his love blazing, my spirits are raising, 
 Had I angel's pinions, away would I go, 
 
 And see that bright city, and hear angels 
 praising, ° 
 
 And all the enjoyment of glory to know, 
 To our great God and Father, that shines 
 
 throughout heaven, 
 All glory irom saints and from angels be given ; 
 My heart s all on fire, my Jesus draws nigher, 
 His love, like an ocean, all through me doth 
 now. 
 
 5. His love so constrains me, this earth can't 
 
 contain me, 
 My soul is so joyful, I'm fill'd with new wine, 
 lis grace that supports me, and crlory awaits 
 me, 
 While beams from sweet heaven all round me 
 doth shine. 
 Bright angels attend me where'er I am ffoing, 
 Sweet .Jesus directs me, whatever I'm doino- ; 
 Asu^jt of wonder, on which angels poncfer, 
 I hat beggars are raised to a life so divine. 
 
 HYMN 2. P. M 
 
 On ike Passion. 
 1. SAW ye my Saviour ! Saw ve my Saviour ' 
 Saw ye my Saviour and God ? 
 
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 Oh ! he died on Calvary, to atone for you and me,, 
 And to purchase our pardon with blood. 
 
 2. Ho was extended ! he was extended ! 
 Shamefully nail'd to the cross ; 
 
 Oh ! he bow'd his head and died, thus my Lord 
 was crucified, 
 To atone for a world that was lost. 
 
 3. Jesus hung bleeding ! Jesus hung bleeding ! 
 Three dreadful hours in pain ; 
 
 Oh ! the sun refused to shine, when his majesty 
 divine, 
 Was derided, insulted, and slain. 
 
 4. Darkness prevailed ! darkness prevailed ! 
 Darkness prevail'd o'er the land, 
 
 O ! the solid rocks were rent thro' creation's 
 vast extent, 
 When the Jews crucified the God man. 
 
 5. When it was finish'd, when it was finish'd, 
 And the atonement was made, 
 
 He was taken by the great, and embalm'd in 
 spices sweet, 
 And in a new sepulchre was laid. 
 
 6. Hail, mighty Saviour! Hail, mighty Saviour ! 
 Prince and the author of peace, 
 
 Oh ! he burst the bands of death, and trium- 
 phant thro' the east. 
 He ascended to mansions of bliss. 
 
 7. Now interceding ! now interceding ! 
 Pleading that sinners may live ; 
 
 Crying Father, I have died! O behold my 
 hands and side, 
 To redeem them, I pray thee forgive. 
 
 8. I will forgive f hem, I will forgive them, 
 If they'll repent and believe, 
 
 Let them now return to me and be reconcil'd to 
 thee, 
 And salvation they all shall receive* 
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 HYMN 3. P. M. 
 
 ft, HOW happy every child of grace, 
 The soul that's fill'd with joy and peace.. 
 That bears the fruits of righteousness, 
 
 And kept by Jesu's power; 
 Their trespasses are all forgiv'n, 
 They antedate the joys of heaven, 
 
 In rapturous lays, 
 
 Shout the praise, 
 
 Of Jesirs grace, 
 
 To 3 lost race 
 Of sinners brought to happiness, 
 Through the atoning blood of Jesus. 
 
 2. Satan may tempt, and hell may rage, 
 And all the powers of earth besiege, 
 Their united strength at once engage, 
 
 To pluck a soul from Jesus ; 
 The faithful soul laughs them to scorn, 
 He's heaven bound and heaven born. 
 
 He'll vatch and pray 
 
 Night and day, 
 
 Fight his way, 
 
 Win the day, 
 And all his enemies dismay, 
 T -ough the mighty name of Jesus. 
 
 3. O monster death thy sting is drawn, 
 O boasting grave, no trophies won, 
 The soul triumphs through grace alone, 
 
 To see the face of Jesus : 
 At length it bids the world adieu, 
 With all its vanitv and show, 
 
 The soul it flies, 
 
 Through the skies, 
 
 To paradise, 
 
 And join its voice 
 In rapturous lays of love and praise 
 To the blessed name of Jesus, 
 
I \\ hen Gabriel's awful trump shall sound, 
 And rend the reeks, convulse the ground, 
 \n-l swear that time is at an end, 
 Arise and come to judgment ; 
 See lightnings flash, and thunder roll, 
 This e c arth wrapt like a parchment scroll ; 
 Comets blaze, 
 Sinners raise, 
 Dread amaze 
 And horror seize 
 The guilty sons of Adam's race, 
 Unsav'd from sin by Jesus. 
 5 The Christian filled with rapturous joy, 
 'Midst flaming worlds, he mounts on higm 
 To meet his Saviour in the sky, 
 And see the face of Jesus ; 
 The soul and bodv re-unite, 
 And fiird with glory infinite, 
 Blessed day, 
 Christians say, 
 Will you pray, 
 That "we may 
 All join that happy company, 
 . To praise the name of Jesus. 
 
 HYMN 4. P. M 
 
 I. YE sons of war I pfay draw near 
 And list as generous volunteers, 
 Become our royal brothers here, 
 
 I mean as valiant soldiers ; 
 You'll enter into present pay, 
 And feasting live from day to day, 
 Then turn about and march away, 
 And Jesus will support you. 
 H. Ye careless sons of Adam's race, 
 Who long have trod in folly's ways, 
 O turn about to Zion's face. 
 
 And meet Apollyon's forces; 
 
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 Gird on vour sword and glittering shield, 
 And with your helmet take the field, 
 And fight your way and never yield, 
 And Jesus will support you. 
 
 Z. The bounty you shall have in hand, 
 If you will list in Jesu's band, 
 Your captain in the front will stand 
 
 And beat your foes before you; 
 Come throw your rebel weapons down> 
 And seek for honour and renown, 
 And you shall wear a starry crown, 
 
 i or Jesus will support you. 
 
 4. You long have been the slaves of sin, 
 With dire corruption deep within. 
 The Christian warfare now begin, 
 
 And face Apollyon's forces ; 
 The breast-plate take of righteousness* 
 Your feat be shod with gospel peace, 
 Be daily at the throne of grace, 
 
 And Jesus will support you. 
 
 5. Desert the cause of heaven's foe, 
 Before you plunge in endless wo, 
 Now courage take to Jesus go, 
 
 And he will now receive you ; 
 From sin and Satan you'll get free, 
 And happy seasons you shall see, 
 And gain the Christian's liberty, 
 
 For Jesus will support you. 
 
 0. No more in Satan's ranks appear, 
 But to our banner pray draw near, 
 We'll win the day, you need not fear.' 
 
 Though earth and hell oppose us. 
 Our captain he is always brave, 
 And able still his men to save ; 
 He conquered death and the grave, 
 
 And he will still support you. 
 
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 7. Let not sinners you affright, 
 Although they rage and vent their spite, 
 Wear but the* Christian's armour right, 
 
 And none can stand before you. 
 Although your parents should oppose, 
 Your dearest friends become your foes, 
 Yet sweetly with the gospel close, 
 
 And Jesus will support you. 
 
 8. And when the war is at an end, 
 Our Captain still will be our friend, 
 We'll wing our wav and up ascend 
 
 To reign with him in glory. 
 Then all our tears be wip'ci away, 
 Our night be turivd to endless day, 
 And on our golden harps we'll play, 
 
 The joyful song* of heaven. 
 
 HYMN o. P. 11 
 
 1. O JESUS my Saviour, to thee I submit, 
 With love and thanksgiving, fall down at thy 
 
 feet, 
 The sacrifice offer, my soul, flesh, and blood, 
 To thee rny Redeemer, my Lord, and my 
 God. 
 
 2. 1 love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Lord, 
 I love thee my Saviour, I trust in thyVord, 
 I love thee, I love thee, and that thou dost 
 
 know, 
 But how much I love thee I never can show, 
 
 3. I'm happy, I'm happy, O wond'rous account, 
 My joys are immortal, I stand on the mount, 
 I cra.e" on my treasure, and long to beth^re, 
 With angels my kindred, and Jesus my dear 
 
 4. O Jesus, my Saviour, in thee I am blest, 
 My life and" my treasure, my joy and my rest 
 
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 Thy grace be my theme, and thy name be my 
 
 song, 
 Thy love doth inspire both my heart and my 
 
 tongue. 
 
 5. O who is like Jesus ? he is Salem's bright king 
 He smiles and he loves me, and learns me to 
 
 sing; 
 I'll praise him, I'll praise him, with notes 
 
 loud and shrill, 
 While rivers of pleasure my spirit doth fill. 
 
 HYMN 6. P. M. 
 
 1. FROM the regions of love, lo ! an angel de- 
 
 scended, 
 And told the strange news, how the babe 
 was attended ; 
 Go shepherds and visit the wonderful stranger, 
 See yonder bright star, there's your God in a 
 manger. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Hallelujah to the lamb, who has purchased eur 
 pardon, 
 
 We*tl praise him again when we pass over Jor- 
 dan. 
 
 2. Glad tidings I bring, unto you and each na- 
 
 tion, 
 
 Glad tidings of joy, now behold your salva- 
 tion; 
 
 Then suddenly multitudes rais'd their glad 
 voices, 
 
 And shout hallelujahs, while heaven rejoices. 
 Chor. Hallelujah, fyc. 
 
 3. Now glory to God in the highest is given, 
 All glory to God is re-echo'd in heaven ; 
 
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 Around the whole earth, let us tell the glad 
 
 \na°2ng of his love, his salvation, and glory. 
 Ana b Cho ^ Ha ii t i U jah, SfC. 
 
 4. Enraptur'd I burn, with delight and desire 
 Such love, so divine, sets my soul all on fire , 
 Around the bright throne hosannahs arenng- 
 
 O wfen shall I join them, and ever be sinking. 
 C/ior. Hallelujah, tfc. 
 
 & O Jesus ride on, thy kingdom is glorious, 
 
 O'er sin, death, and hell, thou'lt make us vie 
 
 torious ; . , „ 
 
 Thy banner unfurl, let the nations surrender. 
 
 And own thee their Saviour, their God. ana 
 
 defender. . „ 
 
 CTior. Hallelujah, tfc. 
 
 HYMN 7. P. M. 
 
 1. BRIGHT scenes of glory strike my sense, 
 And all my passions capture, 
 
 Eternal beauties round me shine, 
 
 Infusing warmest rapture. 
 I dive in pleasures, deep and full 
 
 In swelling waves of glory ; 
 And feel my Saviour in my soul, 
 
 And groan to tell my story. 
 
 2. I feast on honey, milk, and wine, 
 I drink perpetual sweetness ; 
 
 Mount Zion'a beauties round me shine. 
 
 While Christ unfolds his glory ! 
 No mortal tongue can show my joys, 
 
 Nor can an angel tell them ; 
 Ten thousand times surpassing all 
 
 Terrestrial worlds or emblems. 
 
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 3. My captivated spirit flies, 
 Through shining worlds of beauty, 
 
 Dissolv'cfin blushes, loud I cry, 
 
 In praises loud and mighty. 
 And here I'll sing and swell the strain, 
 
 Of harmony delighted ; 
 And with the millions learn the notes 
 
 Of saints in Christ united. 
 
 4. The bliss that rolls through those above. 
 Through those in glory seated, 
 
 Which causes them loud songs to sing, 
 
 Ten thousand times repeated : 
 Dart through my soul in radiant flame 
 
 Constraining loudest praises : 
 O'erwhelming all my powers with joy, 
 
 While all within me blazes. 
 
 5. When earth and sea shall be no more, 
 And all their glory perish, 
 
 When sun and moon snail cease to shine. 
 
 And stars at midnight languish, 
 My joys refin'd shall liigher shine, 
 
 With heavVs radiant glory, 
 And tell through one eternal day, 
 
 Love's all immortal story. 
 
 HYMN 8. P. M. 
 
 1. O HOW I have long'd for the coming of 
 
 God, 
 And sought him by praying and searching 
 
 his word, 
 With watching and fasting my soul was 
 
 opprest, 
 Nor would I give over till Jesus had blest. 
 
 2. The news of his mercy, at length did appear, 
 According to promise "he answer d my prayer, 
 
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 And glory is open'd in floods on my soul, 
 Salvation from Zion's beginning to roll. 
 
 .>. The news of his mercy is spreading abroad, 
 And sinners come crying and weeping to 
 
 God, 
 Their mourning and praying is heard very 
 
 loud, 
 And thousands find pardon in Jesus's blood. 
 
 4. Here's more, 'my dear Saviour, who fall at 
 
 thy feet, 
 Opprest by a burden enormously great ; 
 O raise them, my Jesus to tell of thy love, 
 And shout hallelujah like angels above. 
 
 5. I'll sing and I'll shout, and I'll shout and I'll 
 
 sing, 
 O God make the nations with praises to ring, 
 With loud acclamations of Jesus's love, 
 And carry us all to the city above. 
 
 6. We'll wait for his chariot, it seems to draw 
 
 near, 
 
 come my dear Saviour, let glory appear ; 
 We long to be singing and shouting" above, 
 With angels o'erwhelmed in Jesus s love. 
 
 HYMN 9. P. M. 
 
 1. ALMIGHTY love inspire my heart with 
 pure desire, 
 Until the sacred fire my soul doth renew, 
 
 1 love the blessed Jesus, on whom each angel 
 
 gazes, 
 And symphony increases, above the ethereal 
 blue'. 
 
 CHORUS, 
 
 O give him glory, O give him glory, 
 O give him glory, for glory is his own ; 
 
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 Twill give him glory, 1 will give him glory, 
 I will give him glory, for glory is his own. 
 
 2. My tender hearted Jesus, thy love my soui 
 
 amazes, 
 Who came from heav'n to save us, when lost 
 
 and undone : 
 No angel could redeem us, no seraph could 
 
 retrieve us, 
 No arm could relieve us, but Jesus alone. 
 
 %. In him I have believed, he has my soul re- 
 trieved, 
 
 From sin he has redeemed my soul that was 
 dead, 
 
 And now I love my Saviour, for I am in his 
 favour, 
 
 And hope with him for ever, the golden streets 
 to tread. 
 
 4. Yet here awhile I stay, in hope of that glad 
 
 day, 
 'Till I'm call'd away to the mansions above, 
 There to enjoy the treasure of unconsuming 
 
 pleasure, 
 An* I shout in highest measure, hallelujahs of 
 
 love. 
 Chor. O give him glory, fyc. 
 
 HYMN 10. P. M. 
 
 1. HOW lost was my condition 
 
 'Till Jesus made me whole ; 
 There is but one physician 
 
 Can cure a sin-sick soul : 
 Next door to death he found me, 
 
 An 1 snatch'd me from the grave 
 To tell to all around n:< 
 
 His wond'rous power to sav*. 
 
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 2. The worst of all diseases 
 Is light, compared to sin, 
 
 On every part it seizes, 
 
 But rages most within : 
 ? Tis palsy, plague, and* fever, 
 
 And madness all combined, 
 And none but a believer 
 
 The least relief can find. 
 
 3. From men great skill professing, 
 I sought a cure to gain ; 
 
 But this prov'd more distressing, 
 
 And added to my pain. 
 Some said that nothing ailed me, 
 
 Sbme gave me up for lost ; 
 Thus every refuge failed me, 
 
 And all my hopes were cross'd. 
 
 4. At length this great physician, 
 (How matchless is his grace,) 
 
 Accepted my petition, 
 
 And undertook my case : 
 First give me sight to view him, 
 
 For sin mine eyes had seal'd ; 
 Then bade him look unto him, 
 
 I look'd, and I was heal'd. 
 
 5. A dying, risen Jesus, 
 
 Seen by an eye of faith, / 
 At once from danger frees us/ 
 
 And saves the soul from death. 
 Come, then, to this physician, 
 
 His help he'll freely give, 
 He makes no hard condition, 
 
 'Tis only look and live. 
 
 HYMN 11. P. M. 
 
 1. MERCY, O thou son of David ! 
 Thus poor blind Bartemus pray'd f 
 
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 Others by thy grace are saved, 
 JNow vouchsafe to me thy aid: 
 
 J or his crying many chid him, 
 Bu\ he pray'd the louder still, 
 
 1 ill his gracious Saviour bid him, 
 Come and ask me what you will. 
 
 2. Money was not what he wanted, 
 I hough by begging us'd to live, 
 But he ask'd, and Jesus granted 
 
 Alms which none but he could give • 
 Lord, remove this grievous blindness, 
 
 Let mine eyes behold the day, 
 ktraiffht he saw, and won by kindness, 
 
 t ollow'd Jesus in the ways. 
 
 3. Now methinks I hear him singing 
 
 Publishing to all around : 
 Friends, is not my case amazing, 
 
 What a Saviour I have fount 1 ' 
 O that all the blind but knew him, 
 
 And would be advis'd by me ; 
 Sure it they would come unto him, 
 
 He would cause them all to see. 
 
 4 ' ^7 l C reel y leave m y garments, 
 
 follow Jesus in the way. 
 He will guide me by his counsel, 
 
 Lead me to eternal day ; 
 There I shall behold my Saviour, 
 
 Spotless, innocent, and pure, 
 There with him to reign for ever. 
 
 If I to the end endure. 
 
 HYMN 12. L. M. 
 
 * £? ME ' y 5 that love the Lor d indeed, 
 Who are from sin and bondage freed 
 Submit to all the ways of God, 
 And walk the narrow, happy road. 
 
CHORUS. 
 
 We're all united heart and hand, 
 Join'd in one band completely ; 
 We're marching through ImmanueVs land 
 Where the waters flow most sweetly. 
 
 2. Great tribulation you shall meet, 
 
 But soon shall walk the golden street : 
 
 ' Though hell may rasre and vent its spite. 
 
 Yet Christ will save liis heart's delight. 
 
 Chor. We're all united, fyc. 
 
 3. That happy day will soon appear, 
 When Gabriel s trumpet you shall hear 
 Sound through the earth,' yea, down to hell* 
 And call the nations great and small. 
 
 Chor. We're all united, fyc. 
 
 4. Behold the world in burning flames, 
 The trumpet louder still proclaims, 
 
 The world must hear and know her doom ; 
 The separation day is come. 
 
 Chor. We're all united, fyc. 
 
 5. Behold the righteous marching home, 
 And all the angels bid them come, 
 
 While Christ the judge, these words pro- 
 claims 
 " Here come mv saints, I own their names. 
 ''Chor. We're all united, frc 
 
 6. ;< Ye everlasting gates fly wide ; 
 Make ready to receive my bride ; 
 
 * Ye harps of heav'n now sound aloud, 
 Here comes the purchase of my blood." 
 Chor. We're all' united, £*c, 
 
 7. In grandeur see the royal line, 
 
 In glittering robes the sun outshine ; 
 
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 Bee saints and angels join in one, 
 And march in splendour to the throne. 
 
 Chor. We're all united, tft, 
 
 8. They stand and wonder and look on ; 
 Tliey join in one eternal song", 
 Their great Redeemer to admire, 
 While raptures set their souls on fire. 
 
 Chor. We'' re all united, $*c. 
 
 HYMN 13. L. M. 
 
 1. HAIL ! sovereign love, that first began 
 The scheme to rescue fallen man : 
 Hail ! matchless free, eternal grace, 
 That gave my soul a hiding pFace. 
 
 2. Against the God that rules the sky 
 I fought, with hands uplifted high, 
 Despis'd the offers of his grace, 
 Too proud to seek a hiding place. 
 
 3. Enwrapt in dark Egyptian ni^ht, 
 Was fond of darkness more than light, 
 Madly I ran the sinful race, 
 
 Secure without a hiding ^lace. 
 
 4. But lo ! the eternal counsel ran, 
 " Almighty love arrest the man !" 
 I felt the arrows of distress, 
 And found I had no hiding place. 
 
 5. Vindictive justice stood in view, 
 To Sinai's fiery mount I flew, 
 
 Stern justice cried, with frowning face, 
 This mountain is no hiding place. 
 
 6. But lo ! a heav'nly voice I heard, 
 And mercy for my soul appear'd ; 
 She led me on a pleasant pace, 
 To Jesus Christ, my hiding place. 
 
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 7. Should seven-fold storms of thunder roil. 
 And shake the globe from pole to pole, 
 No thunder-bolt shall daunt my face, 
 For Jesus is my hiding place. 
 
 g. On him Almighty vengeance fell, 
 
 That might have cruslVd a world to hell : 
 
 He boreit for a sinful race, 
 
 And thus became their hiding place. 
 
 9. A few more rolling scenes at most, 
 Will land me safe on Zion's coast ; 
 There I shall sing a song of grace, 
 Safe in my glorious hiding place. 
 
 HYMN 14. C. M. 
 
 1. STOP, poor sinner, stop and think, 
 Before you farther go, 
 
 Can you sport upon the brink 
 
 Of everlasting wo ? 
 Hell beneath is gaping wide, 
 
 Vengeance waits the dread command- 
 Soon will stop your sport and pride, 
 
 And sink you with the damn'd, 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Then be entreated now to stop. 
 For unless you warning take. 
 
 Ere you are aware, yoiCll drop 
 Into a bumiiiglake. 
 
 2. Say, have you an arm like God, 
 That you his will oppose ? 
 
 Fear you not that iron rod 
 With which he breaks his foes? 
 
 Can you stand in that great day, 
 When his judgment lie'll proclaim ; 
 
 And the earth snall'melt awav, 
 Like wax before the flame " 
 
 Then be entreated, SfC 
 
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 3. Ghastly death will quickly come, 
 Ami drag you to the bar ; 
 
 Then to hear your awful doom, 
 
 Will fill you with despair. 
 All your sins will round you crowd, 
 
 Sins of a blood crimson die 
 Eatfh for vengeance cry aloud 
 
 And what will you reply ? 
 
 Then be entreated, fyc 
 
 4. Though your hearts be made of steel, 
 Your forehead lin'd with brass, 
 
 God at length will make you feel, 
 
 He will not let you pass : 
 Sinners, then in vain will call, 
 
 (Though they now despise his grace ;) 
 Rocks and mountains on us fall, 
 
 And hide us from his face. 
 
 Then be entreated, fy&. 
 
 5. But as yet there is a hope, 
 You may his mercy know : 
 
 Though his arm be lifted up, 
 
 He still forbears the blow : 
 It was for sinners Jesus died ; 
 
 Sinners he invites to come : 
 None that come shall be denied-— 
 
 He says there still is room. 
 
 Jror Jesvfs sake, I pray you stop, $v. 
 
 HYMN 15. P. M. 
 
 }. THE son of man they did betray, 
 He was condemn'd and led away, 
 Think, O my soul, on that dread day i 
 
 Look on mount Calvary. 
 Behold him lamb-like led along, 
 Surrounded by a wicked throng 
 
 
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 Accused by each Ivinar tongue. 
 And then the Lamo of God they hung 
 Upon the shameful tree. 
 
 . 'Twas thus the glorious sufferer stood, 
 With hands and^feet nail'd to the wood 5 
 From every wound a stream of blood 
 
 Came flowing down amain. 
 His bitter groaii3 all nature shook, 
 And at his voice the rocks were broke, 
 And sleeping saints their graves forsook, 
 While spitetul Jews around himmock'd, 
 laughed at his pain. 
 
 . Now hung between the earth and skies, 
 Behold ! in agonies he di- 
 O sinners ! hear his mournful cries, 
 
 Come see his tortTin^ pain. 
 The morning sun withdrew his light, 
 Blush'd, and refus'd to view the sight : 
 The azure clothed in robes of ni^ht, 
 All nature mourn'd and stood affright, 
 
 When Christ the Lord was slain. 
 
 .. Hark! men and angels, hear the son, 
 He cries for help, but O ! there's none, 
 He treads the wine-press all alone, 
 
 His garments stained with blood. 
 In lamentations hear him cry, 
 " Eloi, lama sabacthani !" 
 Though death may close his languid eyes. 
 He soon will mount the upper skies, 
 
 The conq'ring Son of God. 
 
 . The Jews and Romans in a band, 
 With hearts like steel around him stand. 
 And mocking, say, " Come save the lana. 
 
 Come try yourself to free." 
 A soldier pierc'd him when he died, 
 Then healing streams came from his side, 
 
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 And thus my Lord was crucified ; 
 Stern justice now is satisfied, 
 Sinners, tor you and me. 
 
 o. Behol«i ! he mounts the throne of state 
 He fills the mediatorial seat, 
 While millions bowing at his feet, 
 
 With loud hosannahs tell : 
 Though he endured exquisite pains, 
 He led the monster death in chains : 
 Ye seraphs raise your highest strains 
 With music fill bright Eden's plains, 
 He conquer'd death- and hell. 
 
 7. 'Tis done ! the dreadful debt is paid, 
 The great atonement now is made : 
 Sinners on him your guilt was laid, 
 
 For you he spilt his blood : 
 For you his fender soul did move, 
 For you he left the courts above, 
 That you the length and breadth might prove, 
 And height and depth of perfect love, 
 
 In Christ your smiling God. 
 
 S. All glory be to God on high, 
 Who reigns enthron'd above the sky : 
 Who sent his son to bleed and die, 
 
 Glory to him be giv'n : 
 While heav'n above his praise resounds, 
 
 Zion sing — his grace abounds ; 
 
 1 hope to snout eternal rounds ; 
 
 In flaming love, that knows no bounds,- 
 When swallow'd up in heav'n. 
 
 HYMN 16. L. M. 
 
 I. DON'T you see my Jesus coming ? 
 
 Don't you see him in yonder cloud? 
 With ten thousand angels round him, 
 
 See how they do my Jesus crowd ? 
 
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 2. Don't yon see his arms extended? 
 Don't you hear his charming voice ? 
 
 Each loving heartbeats high tor glory. 
 Oh ! my Jesus is my choice. 
 
 3. Don't you see the saints ascending?^ 
 Heai them shouting through the air ? 
 
 Jesus smiling, trumpets sounding, 
 Now his glory they shall share. 
 
 4. Don't you see the heav'ns open, 
 And the saints in glory there ? 
 
 Shouts of triumph bursting round you, 
 Glory, glory, glory here ! 
 
 5. Come backsliders, tho' you've pierc'd him, 
 And have caus'd his church to mourn ; 
 
 Yet you may regain free pardon, 
 If "you will to nim return. 
 
 6. Now behold each loving spirit, 
 Shout the praise of his near name ; 
 
 View the smiles of their dear Jesus, 
 While his presence feeds the flame. 
 
 7. There we'll range the fields of pleasure* 
 By our dear Redeemer's side : 
 
 Shouting glory, glory, glory, 
 While eternal ages glide". 
 
 HYMN 17. P. If. 
 
 1. THROUGHOUT the Saviour's life we 
 
 trace, 
 Nothing but shame and deep distress. 
 
 No period else is seen ; 
 'Till he a spotless victim fell, 
 Tasting, in soul, a painful hell, 
 
 Caus'd by the creature's sic. 
 
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 2. On the cold ground methinks I sec 
 My Saviour kneel and pray for rne ; 
 
 For this I him adore ; 
 Seiz'd with a chilly sweat throughout, 
 Blood drops did force their passage out 
 
 Through every opening pore. 
 
 3. The piercing thorns his temples bore, 
 His back with lashes all was tore, 
 
 'Till thou the bones might see ; 
 Mocking, they push'd him here and there* 
 Marking his vyay with blood and tears, 
 
 PAess'd by the heavy tree. 
 
 4. Thus up the hill he painful came, 
 
 Round him they mocked and made their 
 game, 
 
 At length his cross they rear. 
 And can you see the mighty God, 
 Cry out beneath sin's heavy load, 
 
 Without one thankful tear? 
 
 5. Thus veiled in humanity, 
 
 He dies in anguish on the tree ; 
 
 What tongue his grief can tell ? 
 The shudd'ring rocks their heads recline, 
 The morning sun refus'd to shine, 
 
 When the Redeemer fell. 
 
 6. Shout, brethren, shout in songs divine, 
 He drank the gall to give us wine, 
 
 To quench our parching thirst : 
 Seraphs advance your voices higher, 
 Bride of the Lamb unite the choir, 
 
 And laud the precious Christ. 
 
 HYMN 18. P. M. 
 
 1. LISTED into the cause of sin. 
 Whv should a good be evil ? 
 
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 Mutic, alas, too long has beea 
 
 Press'd to obey the devil : 
 Drunken or lewd, or light, the lay, 
 
 Flows to the soul's undoing : 
 Widens and strews with flowers the way, 
 
 Down to our utter ruin. 
 
 2. Who on the part of God will rise ? 
 Innocent sounds recover : 
 
 Fly on the prey, and seize the prize, 
 
 Plunder the carnal lover ; 
 Strip him of ev'ry moving strain, 
 
 Ev'ry melting measure ; 
 Music in virtue's cause retain, 
 
 Rescue the holy pleasure. 
 
 3. Come, let us try if Jesu's love, 
 Will not as well inspire us ; 
 
 This is the theme of those above, 
 This upon earth shall fire us : 
 
 Try if your hearts are tun'd to sing • 
 Is there a subject greater ? 
 
 Harmony all its strains may bring, 
 Jesus's name is sweeter. 
 
 4. Jesus the soul of music is, 
 His is the noblest passion ; 
 
 Jesus's name is life and peace, 
 
 Happiness and salvation. 
 Jesus's name the dead can raise, 
 
 Show us our sins forgiven : 
 Fill us with all the life of grace, 
 
 Carry us up to heaven. 
 
 5. Who have a right like us to sing ? 
 Us whom his mercy raises ? 
 
 Cheerful our hearts *for Christ is king, 
 
 Joyful are all our faces. 
 Who of his perfect love partakes, 
 
 He evermore rejoices : 
 Melody in our hearts we make, 
 
 $Jelody with our voices. 
 
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 6. He that a sprinkled conscience hath^ 
 He that in God is merry, 
 
 Let him sing psalms the Spirit saith, 
 
 Joyful and never weary ; 
 Offer the sacrifice of praise, 
 
 In spirit never ceasing ; 
 Spiritual songs and anthems raise, 
 
 Worship and thanks and blessing,. 
 
 7. Then let in us his praises join 
 Triumph in his salvation ; 
 
 Glory ascribe to love divine, 
 
 Worship and adoration. 
 Heaven already is begun, 
 
 Open'd in each believer ; 
 Only believe, and then sing on.. 
 
 Heaven is ours for ever. 
 
 HYMN 19. P. M, 
 
 1. JESUS, at thy command, 
 I launch into the deep, 
 
 And leave my native land, 
 
 Where sin lulls all asleep : 
 For thee I would the world resign, 
 And sail to heaven with thee and thin? 
 
 2. Thou art my pilot— wise, 
 My compass is thy word : 
 
 My soul each storm defies, 
 
 While I have such a Lord : 
 I'll trust thy faithfulness and power ? 
 
 To save ine in the trying hour. 
 
 3. Though rocks and quicksands deep, 
 Through all my passage lie, 
 
 Yet Chiist will safely keep, 
 
 And guard me with his eye : 
 My anchor, hope, will firm abide, 
 And ev'ry boisterous storm outride* 
 
4. When e'er becalnvd I lie, 
 And storms forbear to toss, 
 
 Be thou, dear Lord, still nigh, 
 
 Lest I should suffer loss : 
 For more the treacherous calm I dread. 
 Than tempests bursting o'er my head. ' 
 
 5. By faith I see the land, 
 The port of endless rest ; 
 
 My soul, thy sails expand, 
 And fly to Jesu's breast: 
 Ojnay I gain the heavenly shore, 
 Where winds and waves 'disturb no more*. 
 
 6. Gome, Holy Ghost, and blow 
 
 rosperous gale of grace : 
 W art me from all below," 
 
 To heaven my destin'd place: 
 There in full sail, mv port I'll find, 
 And leave the world* and sin behind. 
 
 HYMN 20. P. If. 
 
 1. THE voice of free grace 
 
 Cries escape to the mountain, 
 For A am's lost race, 
 
 Christ hath open'd a fountain : 
 For sin and transgression 
 
 Ana ev'ry pollution, 
 His blood flows most freely 
 
 In streams of ablution. 
 
 chorus. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb 
 
 Whi i has purchased our pardon; 
 
 ill praise him again 
 e pass over Jordan. 
 
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 2. That fountain so clear, 
 
 In which all may find pardon, 
 From Jesus's side 
 
 Flows plenteous redemption : 
 Though your sins were increased 
 
 As high as a mountain, 
 His blood it flows freely : 
 
 O come to this fountain. 
 
 Hallelujah, tyc. 
 
 3. Blest Jesus ride on, 
 Thy kingdom is glorious, 
 
 O'er sin, death, and hell, 
 Thou wilt make us victorious. 
 
 Thy name shall be prais'd 
 In the great congregation. 
 
 And saints shall delight 
 In ascribing salvation. 
 
 Hallelujah, yc. 
 
 •4. When on Zion we stand, 
 
 Having gain'd the blest shore, 
 With our harps in our hands, 
 
 We will praise him evermore j 
 We'll range the blest fields, 
 
 X)n the banks of the river, 
 And sing hallelujahs 
 
 For ever and ever. 
 
 Hallelujah, tfC. 
 
 HYMN 21. P. M. 
 
 I. YE jewels of my master, 
 
 Who shine with heavenly rays. 
 Amidst the beams of glory 
 
 Reflect immortal blaze. 
 Ye diamonds of beauty. 
 
 With pleasing lustre crown'd, 
 Of heavenly extraction, 
 
 To Zion's city bound. 
 
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 2. Ye lambs of my redeemer, 
 The purchase of his blood, 
 
 Who feed among the lilies, 
 Beside the purple flood ; 
 
 Go on, ye happy pilgrims, 
 Your 'journey still pursue, 
 
 And at an humble distance 
 I'll sing and follow too. 
 
 3. When I behold your order, 
 And harmony of soul, 
 
 And heard divinest numbers 
 
 In pure devotion roll, 
 And gems immortal glowing 
 
 With such enlivening grace, 
 I view'd the Saviour's image 
 
 Imprest on every face. 
 
 4. Speak often to each other, 
 To cheer the fainting mind, 
 
 And often be your voices 
 In pure devotion joined ; 
 
 Though trials may await vou, 
 The crown before you lies ; 
 
 Take courage, brother pilgrims, 
 And soon you'll win tjie prize. 
 
 5. Ye shall be mine, says Jesus, 
 In that auspicious day, 
 
 "When I make up my je'wels, 
 Releas'd from cumberous clay. 
 
 He'll polish and refine you 
 From worthless dross and tin, 
 
 And to his heavenly kingdom 
 Will bid you enter in. 
 
 6. On that important morning, 
 
 \Y en bursting thunders sound, 
 And nimble light'nmgs waving, 
 Shall wing the gloom profound, 
 
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 Lift up your heads rejoicing-, 
 And clap your joyful hands* 
 
 Lo ! you're redeem'd for ever 
 From death's corrupted bands. 
 
 7. As Aaron, with his girdle 
 
 In shining jewels drest, 
 Bore all the tribes of Israel 
 
 Inscribed upon his breast, 
 So will the priests of Zion, 
 
 Before the father's throne 
 Present the heirs of glory, 
 
 And God their kindred own. 
 
 S. The golden bell will echo 
 
 Around the sacred hill ; 
 And sweet immortal anthems, 
 
 The vocal regions fill ; 
 In everlasting beauty 
 
 The shining millions stand, 
 Safe on the rock of ages, 
 
 Amid the promis'd land. 
 
 9. We'll range the wide dominion 
 
 Of our Redeemer round, 
 And in dissolving raptures 
 
 Be lost in lpve profound : 
 While all the flaming harpers 
 
 Begin the lasting song, 
 With hallelujahs rolling 
 
 From the unnumber'3 throng. 
 
 HYMN 22. P. AL 
 
 1. BURST, ye emerald gates, and bring 
 
 I o my raptur'd vision, 
 All the ecstatic jovs that sprino- 
 
 Round the bright Elysian: *" 
 Lo! we lift our longing eyes, 
 Break, ye intervening skies ; 
 
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 Sons of righteousness arise, 
 Ope the gates of paradise. 
 
 2. Floods of everlasting light, 
 Freely flash before him : 
 
 Myriads with supreme delight, 
 
 Instantly adore him; 
 Angelic trumps resound his fame r 
 Lutes of lucid gold proclaim 
 All the music of his name ; 
 Heaven echoing the theme. 
 
 3. Four and twenty elders rise 
 From their princely station; 
 
 Shout his glorious victories, 
 Sing the great salvation ; 
 Cast tneir crowns before his throne. 
 Cry in reverential tone, 
 Gibrv be to God alone, 
 Holy! Holy! Holy One ! 
 
 4. Hark ! the thrilling symphonies. 
 Seem, methinks, to seize us ; 
 
 Join we to the holy lays- 
 Jesus — Jesus — Jesus ! 
 Sweetest sound in seraph's song, 
 Sweetest note on mortal's tongue. 
 Sweetest carol ever sung — 
 Jesus— Jesus flow along. 
 
 HYMN 23. P. H. 
 
 1. COME and taste along with me, 
 Consolation running free; 
 
 From my Father's wealthy throne, 
 Sweeter than the honey comb. 
 
 2. Why should Christians feast alone, 
 Two are better far than one, 
 
 The more that come with free good will, 
 Makes the banquet sweeter still. 
 
3. Now I go to heaven's door\ 
 Asking for a little more, 
 Jesus gives a double share, 
 Calling me his chosen heir. 
 
 U Goodness running like a streaa. 
 Through the new Jerusalem ; 
 By its constant breaking forth, 
 Sweetens earth and heaven both, 
 
 5. Saints in glory sing aloud, 
 When they see an heir of God,, 
 Coming in at heaven's door, 
 Making up the numbers more. 
 
 G. Heav'n here and heav'n there, 
 Comforts flowing every where, 
 This I boldly can attest, 
 That my soul has got a taste. 
 
 7. Now I go rejoicing home, 
 From the banquet of perfume ; 
 Gleaning manna on the road, 
 Dropping from the mount of God. 
 
 HYMN 24. L. M. 
 
 1. OH ! give me, Lord, my sins to mour^ 
 My sins which have thv body torn ; 
 Give me, with broken heart, to see 
 Thy last tremendous agony. 
 
 2. O could I gain the mountain's height, 
 And gaze upon the wond'rous sight : 
 O that w T ith Salem's daughters, I 
 Could stand and see my Saviour die. 
 
 3. I'd hang around his feet, and cry, 
 Ijord, save a soul condemn'd to die ; 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 4. Father of mercy, drop thy frown, 
 And give me shelter in thy Son ; 
 
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 And with my broken heart comply 
 O give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 5. O Lord, deny me what thou wilt, 
 If thou wilt ease me of my guilt ; 
 Good Lord, in mercy hear me cry. 
 And give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 6. O save mv soul from gaping hell, 
 Or else with devils I must dwell ; 
 Oh, might I enter, now I'm come, 
 Lord Jesus save me or I'm gone. 
 
 HYMN 25. P. ML 
 
 1. O WHEN shall I see Jesus, 
 And dwell with him above, 
 
 To drink the flowing fountains, 
 
 Of everlasting love ? 
 When shall I be deliver'd, 
 
 From this vain world of sin, 
 And with mv blessed Jesus 
 
 Drink endless pleasures in? 
 
 2. But now I am a soldier, 
 My captain's gone before, 
 
 He's given me my orders, 
 And tells me not to fear ; 
 
 And if I hold out faithful, 
 A crown of life he'll give, 
 
 And all his valiant soldiers 
 Eternal life shall have. 
 
 3. Through orraee, I am determin'3 
 To conquer though I die, 
 
 And then awav to Jesus, 
 On wings of love I'll fly : 
 
 Farewell to sin and sorrow, 
 I bid them all adieu, 
 
 And you my friends, prove faiihfiak 
 And on your way pursue. 
 
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 4. And if you meet with troubles. 
 And trials on the way, 
 
 Then cast your care on Jesus, 
 And don't forget to pray. 
 
 Gird on the heavenly armour 
 Of faith, and hope, and love, 
 
 And when your race is ended 
 You'll reign with him above. 
 
 5. O do not be discourag'd, 
 For Jesus is your friend, 
 
 And if you lack for knowledge, 
 He'll not refuse to lend : 
 
 Neither will he upbraid you, 
 Though often you request ; 
 
 He'll give you grace to conquer, 
 And take you home to rest. 
 
 HYMN 26. P. M. 
 
 Description of ChrisU 
 
 1. O THOU, in whose presence 
 My soul takes delight, 
 
 On whom in affliction I call 
 
 My comfort by day, 
 
 And my song in the night, 
 My hope, my salvation, my all. 
 
 2. Where dost thou at noon-tide 
 Resort with thy sheep, 
 
 To feed on the pastures of love? 
 
 For why in the valley 
 
 Of death should I weep, 
 Or alone in the wilderness rove* 
 
 3. O why should I wander 
 An alien from thee, 
 
 And cry in the desert for bread : 
 Thy foes will rejoice, 
 When my sorrows they see, 
 
 And smile at the tears I have shed. 
 
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 4. Ye daughters of Zion, 
 Declare, have you seen 
 
 The star that on 'Israel shone ? 
 
 Say if in your tents 
 
 My Beloved has been, 
 And where with his flocks he is gone ? 
 
 5. This is my Beloved, 
 His form is divine, 
 
 His vestments shed odours around ; 
 
 The locks on his head 
 
 Are as grapes on the vine, 
 When autumn with plenty is crown'd. 
 
 6. The roses of Sharon, 
 The lilies that grow, 
 
 In the vales, on the banks of the streams^ 
 
 On his cheek in the beauty 
 
 Of excellence blow — 
 And his eyes are as quivers of beams. 
 
 7. His voice, as the sound 
 Of the dulcimer sweet, 
 
 Is heard through the shadow of death \ 
 
 The cedars of Lebanon 
 
 Bow at his feet, 
 The air is perfum'd with his breath. 
 
 9. His lips as a fountain 
 
 Of righteousness flow, 
 That waters the garden of grace, 
 
 From which their salvation 
 
 The Gentiles shall know, 
 And bask in the smiles of his face. 
 
 9. Love sits in his eye-lids, 
 
 And scatters delight 
 Thro' all the bright mansions on high : 
 
 Their faces the cherubims 
 
 Veil in his sight, 
 And tremble with fulness of joy 
 
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 10. He looks, and ten thousand 
 
 Of angels rejoice, 
 And myriads wait for his word ; 
 
 He speaks, and eternity 
 
 Fill'd with his voice, 
 Re-echoes the praise of the Lord. 
 
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 1. HIS vestments of righteousness 
 Who shall describe ! 
 
 Its purity words would defile. 
 
 The heav'ns from his presence 
 
 Fresh beauties imbibe, 
 And earth is made rich by his smile, 
 
 2. Such is my beloved, 
 In excellence bright, 
 
 When pleas'd he looks down from above- 
 Like the morn when he breathes 
 From the chambers of light, 
 
 And comforts his people with love. 
 
 3. But when arm'd with vengeance, 
 In terror he comes, 
 
 The nations rebellious to tame, 
 
 The reins of omnipotent 
 
 Power he assumes, 
 And rides in a chariot of flame. 
 
 4. A two-edged sword 
 
 From his mouth issues forth, 
 Bright quivers of fire are his eyes \ 
 
 He speaks, and black tempests 
 
 Are seen in the north, 
 And storms from their caverns arise. 
 
 5. Ten thousand destructions, 
 That wait for his word, 
 
 And ride on the wings of his breath, 
 
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 Ply swift as the wind 
 At the nod of their Lord, 
 And deal out the arrows of death. 
 
 6. His cloud-burstmg thunders 
 Their voices resound, 
 
 Through all the vast regions on high ; 
 
 'Till from the deep centre 
 
 Loud echoes rebound, 
 And meet the quick flame in the sky. 
 
 7. The portals of heav'n 
 At his bidding obey, 
 
 And expand ere his banner appear ; 
 Earth trembles beneath, 
 'Till her mountains give way, 
 
 And hell shakes her fetters with fear. 
 
 3. When he treads on the clouds, 
 
 As the dust of his feet, 
 And grasps the big storm in his hand., 
 
 What eye the fierce glance, 
 
 Of his anger shall meet, 
 Or who in his presence shall stand. 
 
 HYMN 27. L. M. 
 
 1. O GOD, my heart with love inflame, 
 That I may in thy holy name, 
 Aloud in songs of praise rejoice, 
 While I have^ breath to raise my voice ; 
 Then I will shout, then I will sing, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring ; 
 I'll sing and shout for evermore, 
 
 On that eternal, happy shore. 
 
 2. O hope of glory, Jesus, come ? 
 
 And make my heart thy constant home ; 
 For the small remnant of my davs 
 I want to sing and shoot thy praise. 
 
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 (d give me, Lord, a heart to pray, 
 And live rejoicing ev'ry day ; 
 To give thee thanks in ev'ry thing, 
 Andsing and shout, and shout and sing. 
 
 3. When on my dying bed I lay, 
 
 Lord give me strength to shout and pray •:. 
 
 And praise thee witn my latest breath, 
 
 Until my voice is lost in death. 
 
 Then, brethren, sisters, shouting come, 
 
 My body follow to the tomb : 
 
 And as you march the solemn road, 
 
 Loud sing and shout the praise of God, 
 
 4. Then you below, and I above, 
 
 We'll shout and praise the God we love, 
 Until the great tremendous day, 
 When Gabriel's trump shall wake our clay ;'• 
 Then from our dusty beds we'll spring, 
 And shout, O Death where is thy sting ! 
 
 Grave, where is thy victory ! 
 We'll shout to all eternity. 
 
 5. Our race is run, we've gain'd the prize, 
 Then shall the sov'reign of the skies, 
 With smiles unto his children say, 
 Come reign with me in endless day; 
 Then on that happy, happy shore, 
 We'll shout and sing our sufPrings o'er, 
 We'll sing and shout, and shout and sing} 
 And make the heavenly arches ring. 
 
 HYMN 28. L. M. 
 
 1. THIS life's a dream, an empty show, 
 But the bright world to whicjj I go, 
 Hath joys substantial and sincere , 
 When shall I wake and find me there ? 
 
 2. O glorious hour ! O blest abode ! 
 
 1 shall he near, and like my God ! 
 
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 And flesh and sin no more control 
 The sacred pleasures of the soul. 
 
 3. My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
 Till the last trumpet's joyful sound : 
 Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, 
 And in my Saviour's image rise. 
 
 HYMN 29. C. Iff. 
 
 1. FROM all that's mortal all that's vain. 
 
 And from this earthly clod, 
 Arise, mv soul, and strive to gain 
 
 Some fellowship with God." 
 
 *2. Say, what is there below the sky, 
 
 Or all the paths thou'st trod, 
 Can suit thy wishes or thy joys, 
 
 Like fellowship with Gou ? 
 
 3. Not life nor all the toys of art, 
 
 Nor pleasure's flow'ry road, 
 Can to my soul such bliss impart 
 
 As fellowship with God. 
 
 A, Not health nor friendship here below, 
 
 Nor wealth, that golden load, 
 Can such delights and comforts show 
 
 As fellowship with God. 
 
 5. When I in love am made to bear 
 Affliction's needful rod, 
 
 Lij^ht, sweet, and kind the strokes appear, 
 Through fellowship with God. 
 
 6. In fierce temptation's fiery blast, 
 And dark distraction's road, 
 
 I'm happy, if I can but taste 
 Some fellowship with God. 
 
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 7. And when the icy arms of death, 
 Shall chill my flowing blood, 
 
 With joy I'll yield my latest breath, 
 In fellowship with God. 
 
 8. When I at last to heav'n ascend, 
 And gain that blest abode : 
 
 There an eternity I'll spend 
 In fellowship with God. 
 
 HYMN 30. P. M. 
 
 1. THERE is a land of pleasure, 
 Where streams of joy for ever roll, 
 
 ? Tis there I have my treasure, 
 And there I hope to rest my soul. 
 
 Long darkness dwelt around me, 
 With scarcely once a cheering ray ; 
 
 But since my Saviour found me, 
 A light has shone along my way. 
 
 2. My way is full of danger, 
 
 But it's the path that leads to God ; 
 Then, like a valiant soldier, 
 
 I'll dauntless keep the happy road. 
 Now I must gird my sword on, 
 
 My helmet, breast-plate, and my shield 
 And fight the host of Satan, 
 
 Until I gain the heav'nly field. 
 
 3. I'm on my way to Canaan, 
 
 Still guarded by my Saviour's hand ; 
 O come along, dear sinner, 
 
 And see Immanuel's happy land. 
 To all that stay behind me, 
 
 I bid a long ; a long farewell ! 
 © come, or you'll repent it, 
 
 When you do reach the gates of helj. 
 
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 4. The vale of tears surround me, 
 And Jordan's current rolls before, 
 
 O how I stand and tremble 
 To hear the dismal waters roar ! 
 
 Whose hand shall then support me, 
 And keep my soul from sinking there : 
 
 From sinking down to darkness, 
 And to the regions of despair. 
 
 5. The waves shall not affright me, 
 Although they're deeper than the grave, 
 
 If Jesus will stand bv me, 
 
 I'll camly ride on Jordan's waves : 
 
 His word has calm'd the ocean, 
 
 His lamp has cheer'd the gloomy vale : 
 
 may this friend be with me, 
 
 When through the gates of death I sai]. 
 
 t>. Then come, thou king of terror, 
 And with thy weapons lay me low ! 
 
 1 soon shall reach that region, 
 Where everlasting pleasures flow : 
 
 Now. Christians I must leave you, 
 A few more davs to suffer here : 
 
 Through grace Tsoon shall meet vou>^ 
 My soul exults— I'm almost there. 
 
 -7. Soon the archangel's trumpet 
 
 Shall shake the globe from pole to pole, 
 
 And all the wheels of nature 
 Shall in a moment cease to roll. 
 
 Then I shall see my Saviour, 
 _ With shining ranks of angels come, 
 
 -To execute his vengeance. 
 
 And take his ransom'd people home. 
 
 HYMN 31. P. M. 
 
 1. JERUSALEM, m? happy home. 
 O how I long for thee ! 
 
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 When will my sorrows have an end ? 
 
 Thy joys when shall I see ? 
 2. Thy walls are all of precious stone, 
 
 Most glorious to behold ; 
 Thy gates are richly set with pearl, 
 
 Thy streets are pavM with gold. 
 i. Thy garden and thy pleasant walks, 
 
 My study long have been ; 
 Such dazzling views by human sight, 
 
 Has never yet been seen. 
 
 4. If heaven be thus glorious, Lord, 
 Why should I stay from thence ? 
 
 What folly's this that I should dread 
 To die and go from hence ? 
 
 5. Reach down, O Lord, thy arm of grace, 
 And cause me to ascend, 
 
 Where congregations ne'er break up, 
 And sabbaths never end. 
 
 6. Jesus, my Lord, to glory's gone, 
 Him will I go and see ; 
 
 And all my brethren here below, 
 Will soon come after me. 
 
 7. My friends, I bid you all adieu, 
 I leave you in God's care ; 
 
 And if I never more see you, 
 Go on, I'll meet you there. 
 
 8. When we've been there ten thousand 
 
 years, 
 Bright shining as the sun, 
 We've no less days to sing God's praise 
 Than when we first begun. 
 
 HYMN 32. L. M. 
 
 1. FAREWELL, dear friends, I must be gone, 
 I have no home *r stay with you ; 
 
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 ril take my staff and travel on, 
 'Till I a better world do view ; 
 
 Fa re well, fa re wc 11. fa re u 
 My loving frie n dsfa re wt U. 
 Farewell, my friends, time rolls along, 
 Nor wait for mortals, care or bliss, 
 I leave you here, and travel on, 
 'Till I arrive where Jesus is. 
 
 Farewell, fyc. 
 
 3. Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, 
 To you I'm bound in cords of love ; 
 
 Yet we believe his gracious word, 
 That soon we all shall meet above. 
 
 Farewell, fyc. 
 
 4. Farewell, old soldiers of the cross, 
 You've struggled long and hard for heav'n : 
 
 You've counted" all things here but dross, 
 Fight on, the crown shall soon be giv'n. 
 
 Farewell, fyc. 
 
 5. Farewell, ye blooming sons of God, 
 Sore conflicts yet await for you : 
 
 Yet dauntless keep the heavenly road, 
 'Till Canaan's happy land you view. 
 
 Fight on, fight on, fight on, 
 The crown shall soon be gtv'n. 
 
 6. Farewell poor careless sinners too, 
 
 It grieves my heart to leave you here, 
 Eternal vengeance waits for you ; 
 O turn, and find salvation near. 
 
 O turn. O turn, O turn, 
 And find salvation near. 
 
 HYMN 33. P. M. 
 
 1. THE Lord's into his garden come, 
 
 The spices yield a rich perfume, 
 
 The lilies grow and thrive : 
 
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 Refreshing showers of grace divine? 
 From Jesus flow to every vine, 
 And makes the dead revive. 
 
 2. O that this dry and barren ground 
 In springs of water may abound, 
 
 A fruitful soil become ; 
 The desert blossom as the rose, 
 When Jesus conquers all his foes', 
 
 And makes his people one. 
 
 3. The glorious time is coming on, 
 The gracious work is now hegun, 
 
 My soul a witness is ; 
 I taste and see the pardon free 
 For all mankind as well as me ; 
 
 Who come to Christ may live. 
 
 4. The worst of sinners here may find 
 A Saviour merciful and kind, 
 
 Who will them all receive ; 
 None are too vile who will repent, 
 Out of one sinner legions went, 
 
 The Lord did him relieve. 
 
 5. Come brethren dear, who know the Lord, 
 And taste the sweetness of his word, 
 
 In Jesu's way go on : 
 Our troubles and our trials here, 
 Will only make us richer there, 
 
 When we arrive at home. 
 
 6. We feel that heav'n is now begun, 
 It issues from the sparkling throne, 
 
 From Jesu's throne on high : 
 It comes in floods, we can't contain, 
 We drink, and drink, and drink agaitt, 
 
 And yet we still are dry. 
 
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 . But when we come to dwell above. 
 And all surround the throne of love? 
 
 We'll drink a full supply : 
 Jesus will lead his armies through, 
 To living fountains where they now, 
 
 That never will run dry. 
 
 8. 'Tis there we'll reign, and shout, and sin£, 
 And make the upper regions ring, 
 
 When all the saints get home : 
 Come on, come on, my Drethren dear, 
 Soon we shall meet together there, 
 
 For Jesus bids us come. 
 
 . Amen, amen, my soul replies, 
 I'm bound to meet you in the skies, 
 
 And claim my mansion there : 
 Now here's my heart, and here's my hand, 
 To meet you in that heav'nly land, 
 
 Where we shall part no more. 
 
 HYMN 34. P. M. 
 
 t AWAK'D by Sina's awful sound, 
 My soul in guilt and thrall I found, 
 
 I knew^not what to do ; 
 O'erwhelmed with guilt, and anguish slain. 
 The sinner must beborn again, 
 Or sink in endless wo. 
 
 % Ama^'d I stood, but could not tell, 
 Which way to shun the gates of hell, 
 
 For death and hell drew near ; 
 I strove indeed, but strove in vain ; 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 Still sounded in my ear. 
 
 3. Then to the law I trembling fled, 
 
 It pour'd its curses on my head, 
 
 I no relief could find : 
 
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 This fearful truth I found remain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 O'erwhelm'd my troubled mind, 
 
 4». Again did Sina's thunder roll, 
 And guilt lay heavy on my soul, 
 
 A vast unwieldy load: 
 Alas ! I heard and found it plain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 Or drink the wrath of God. 
 
 5. The saints I heard with rapture tell 
 How Jesus conquer'd death and hell, 
 
 And broke the fowler's snare ; 
 But when I found this truth remain, 
 The sinner must be born again, 
 
 I sunk in deep despair. 
 
 6. While thus my soul in anguish lay, 
 Jesus of Naz'reth passed that way, 
 
 I felt his pity move : 
 The sinner by his justice slain, 
 Now by his grace is born again, 
 
 And sings redeeming love. 
 
 7. To heaven the jovful tidings flew, 
 The angels tuned their harps anew, 
 
 And loftier sounds cUd raise : 
 All hail the Lamb that once was slain, 
 Unnumber'd millions born again, 
 
 Shall shout thy endless praise. 
 
 HYMN &5. L. M. 
 
 x The good old way. 
 
 1. LIFT up your hearts, Immanuel's friencjsf, 
 And taste the pleasure Jesus sends ; 
 Let nothing cause you to delay, 
 But hasten on the good old way 
 
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 CHORUS. 
 
 And Til sing hallelujah, ■ . 
 
 And glory be to God on high, 
 And Fusing hallelujah, 
 
 Tliere's glory beaming thro' the ski}. 
 
 2. Our conflicts here, though great they be. 
 Shall not prevent our victory ; 
 
 If we but watch, and strive and pray, 
 Like soldiers in the good old wav. 
 
 And III sing, tfh 
 
 3. O good old way ! how sweet thou art ? 
 May none of us from thee depart, 
 But may our actions always say 
 We're marching in the good old way. 
 
 1 And Pll sing, if a 
 
 4. Though Satan may his powers employ, 
 Our happiness for to destroy, 
 
 Yet never fear, we'll gain the day, 
 And shout and sing the good old way. 
 
 And Til sing, fyc 
 
 :">. And when on Pisgah's top we stand, 
 And view, by faith, the promis'd land, 
 Then we may sing, and shout, and pray, 
 And march alongfthe good old wav. 
 
 And Til sing, Sf€: 
 
 6. Ye valiant souls for heaven contend, 
 Remember glory's at the end ; 
 Our God will wipe all tears away 
 When we have run the good old way. 
 
 And Pll sing, t{C* 
 
 . Then far beyond this mortal shore, 
 We'll meet with those who've gone before, 
 And shout to think we've ^ain'd the day, 
 Bj marching in the good old way. 
 
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 HYMN 36. P. M. 
 
 1. ©ARK and thorny is the desert 
 Through which pilgrims make their way 
 
 Yet beyond this vale of sorrow, 
 
 Lie the fields of endless day ; 
 Fiends loud howling through the desert 
 
 Make them tremble as they go, 
 And the fiery darts of Satan 
 
 Often bring their courage low. 
 
 2. O young soldiers, are you weary, 
 Of the roughness of the way ; 
 
 Does your strength begin to fail you, 
 
 And your vigour to decay ? 
 Jesus, Jesus, will go with you : 
 
 He will lead you to his throne ; 
 He who dy'd his garments for you, 
 
 And the wine-press trod alone. 
 
 3. He whose thunder shakes creation, 
 He who bids the planets roll : 
 
 He who rides upon the tempest, 
 
 And whose sceptre sways the whole : 
 
 Round him are ten thousand angels, 
 Ready to obey command, 
 
 They are always hov'ring round you, 
 'Till you reach the heavenly land. 
 
 4. There on flow'ry hills of pleasure, 
 Lie the fields of endless rest ; 
 
 Love, and joy, and peace for ever 
 Reign and triumph in your breast, 
 
 Who can paint the scenes of glory 
 Where the ransom'd dwell on high ; 
 
 They on golden harps for ever 
 
 Sound redemption through the sky ! 
 
 5. There's a million of flaming seraphs 
 Who fly across the heav'nly plain, 
 
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 Where they sing immortal praises ; 
 
 Glorvj glory, is their strain. 
 But methinks a sweeter concert, 
 
 Makes the heav'nly arches ring : 
 Ami the song is heard in Zion, 
 
 Which the angels cannot sing. 
 
 O their crowns ! how bright they sparkle. 
 
 Such as monarchs never wore ; 
 They are gone to richer pastures, 
 
 Jesus is their shepherd there. 
 Hail ! ye happy, happy spirits, 
 
 Death no more shail make you fear, 
 Grief or sorrow, pain or anguish, 
 
 Shall no more distress you there. 
 
 HYMN ST. L. M. 
 
 1. JESUS ! and shall it ever be 
 
 A mortal man ashanvd of thee ! 
 Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless days. 
 
 2. Asham'd of Jesus ! sooner far 
 Let evening blush to own a star ; 
 He sheds the beams of light divine 
 O'er this benighted soul of mine. 
 
 3. Asham'd of Jesus ! just as soon 
 Let midnight be asham'd of noon ; 
 'Tis midnight with my soul till he, 
 Bright Morning Star, bids darkness flee. 
 
 4. Asham'd of Jesus ! that dear friend 
 On whom my hopes of heav'n depend ! 
 No, when I blush— be this my shame 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 5. Asham'd of Jesus ! ves, I may 
 When I've no guilt to wash away, 
 
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 No tears to wipe, no good to crave, 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
 f>. 'Till then—nor is my boasting; vain, 
 'Till then I boast a Saviour slain ; 
 And O may this my glory be, 
 That Christ is not ashanrd of me. 
 
 7. His institutions I will prize, 
 
 Take up my cross— the shame despise. 
 Dare to detend his noble cause, 
 And yield obedience to his laws. 
 
 HYMN 38. L. M. 
 
 1. THERE is a heav'n o'er yonder skies, 
 A heav'n where pleasure never dies, 
 A heav'n I sometimes hope to see, 
 But fear again it's not for me. 
 
 But, Jesus, Jesus, is my friend, O hallelujah 
 Hallelujah, Jesus, Jesus, is my friend. 
 
 2. The way is difficult and straight, 
 And narrow is the gospel gate ; 
 Ten thousand dangers are therein, 
 Ten thousand snares to take me in. 
 
 But Jesus, fyc 
 
 3. I travel through a world of foes, 
 Through conflicts sore my spirit goes ; 
 The tempter cries, I ne'er shall stand, 
 Nor reach fair Canaan's happy land. 
 
 But Jesus, fyc 
 
 4. The way of dangers I am in, 
 Beset with devils, men, and sin ; 
 But in this way thy track I see, 
 
 And mark'd with blood it seems to be. 
 
 Sweet Jesus, fyc 
 
 &. Come life, come death, come then what will 
 His footsteps I will follow still ; 
 
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 Through dangers thick and hell's alarm?. 
 I shall be safe in his dear arms. 
 
 O Jesus, S^c. 
 
 6. Then. O my soul, arise and sing, 
 
 Yonder'a thy Saviour, friend, and king, 
 With pleasing smiles he now looks down, 
 And cries ,; press on and here's the crown. 
 
 O Jesus, $*c. 
 
 7. " Prove faithful then a few more days, 
 e ^rood fight ind win the race, 
 oul with me shall reign, 
 j head a crown of glory gain." 
 
 O Jesus, 8fc. 
 
 S. My flesh shall slumber in the ground, 
 'Till the last joyful trump shall sound, 
 Then burst the chains with sweet surprise ; 
 And in my Saviour's image rise. 
 
 O Jesus, $-c. 
 
 HYMN 39. P. M. 
 
 1. THE wond'rous love of Jesus, 
 From doubts and fears it frees us, 
 
 • ng love he sees us, 
 
 A toiling here below : 
 Through tribulation driven, 
 We'll force our way to heaven ; 
 Through consolation given, 
 
 Rejoicing on we'll go. 
 
 2. Companions now distressed, 
 By Satan sore oppressed, 
 Cheer up, you'll be relieved. 
 
 Your Captain's gone before : 
 In every trying: hour, 
 He'll save you oy his power. 
 And bring yon safe to heaven *, 
 
 On tfiat eternal shore. 
 
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 3. O yonder is the glory, 
 
 It lies but just before you, 
 And there we'll tell the story 
 
 Of all redeeming love : 
 And there we shall for ever, 
 Drink of that flowing river, 
 And ever, ever, ever, 
 
 Surround the throne of love. 
 
 4. There in the blooming garden 
 Of Eden, gam'd by pardon, 
 Upon the banks of Jordan, 
 
 We will worship the Lamb : 
 We'll sing the song of Moses, 
 While Jesus he composes 
 A song that never closes, 
 
 Of pleasures to his name. 
 
 HYMN 40. P. M. 
 
 1. THE reason we love friendship 
 We will deny to no man, 
 
 How shall, how shall, how shall we, 
 
 Who are thus form'd for happiness, 
 E'er slight a loving Christian, 
 
 Since Jesus, Jesus, hath died on the tree, 
 For to deliver man, 
 
 Prom violence and treason : 
 That we might love each other, 
 
 And seek our soul's salvation. 
 'Twas love that mov'd the mighty God 
 
 For to redeem the nations, 
 That happy, happy, they might be. 
 
 2. On the feast day in ancient times 
 Jesus stood thus crying, 
 
 Whoso thirsteth, let ev'ry man 
 Come unto me and freely drink, 
 
 And thus be sav'd from dying : 
 For surely, surely, nothing else can 
 
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 Quench the immortal thirst 
 That in your heart is glowing : 
 
 Come then and drink the streams of grace, 
 
 I Which are so freely flowing, 
 
 Saving drink, my love, my only dove, 
 For you it is a flowing — 
 
 Then happy, happy, you shall be. 
 
 Let us, who have begun to taste 
 
 The sweets of this salvation, 
 Follow ; follow, let us follow on ; 
 
 Believing we shall overcome, 
 Resisting all temptation : 
 
 Since Jesus, Jesus, since Jesus the Son, 
 With outstretched arms, 
 
 x\nd voice that's so inviting, 
 To purling streams of purest joys, 
 
 Is thus our souls exciting, 
 Let us impart to him our hearts, 
 
 By faith and love uniting, 
 Then happy, happy, we shall be. 
 
 HYMN 41. P. M. 
 
 1. COME all ye weary travellers, 
 And let us join to sing, 
 
 The everlasting praises 
 Of Jesus Christ, our king ; 
 
 We've had a tedious journey, 
 And tiresome, 'tis true ; 
 
 But see how many dangers 
 The Lord has brought us through. 
 
 2. At first when Jesus found us, 
 He call'd us unto him ; 
 
 And pointed out the danger 
 
 Of falling into sin : 
 The world, the flesh, and Satan, 
 
 Will prove a fatal snare, 
 
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 Unless we do reject them, 
 By faith and humble prayer. 
 
 3. But by our disobedience, 
 With sorrow we confess, 
 
 We've had too long to wander 
 
 In a dark wilderness ; 
 Where we might soon have fainted. 
 
 In that enchanted ground ; 
 But now and then a cluster 
 
 Of pleasant grapes we found. 
 
 4. The pleasant fruits of Canaan, 
 Give life, and joy, and peace ; 
 
 Revive our drooping spirits, 
 And faith and love increase ; 
 
 Confess our Lord and master, 
 And run at his command ; 
 
 And hasten on our journey 
 Unto the promis'd land. 
 
 o. In faith and hope, and patience, 
 
 We now are going on, 
 The pleasant way to Canaan, 
 
 Wnere Jesus Christ is gone ; 
 In peace and consolation, 
 
 We're goin^ to rejoice ; 
 And Jesus ana his people 
 
 For ever be our choice. 
 
 6. Sinners, why stand ye idle, 
 While we do march along ? 
 
 Has conscience never told "you, 
 That you are going wrong, 
 
 Down the broaJ road to ruin, 
 To bear an endless curse ? 
 
 Forsake your ways of sinning, 
 And come along with us. 
 
 7. But if vou will refuse us, 
 We'll bid you all farewell ; 
 
We're on the way to Canaan. 
 
 vou the way to hell ; 
 Were sorry for to* leave you, 
 
 We'd rather you would go ; 
 Come try a bleeding Saviour, 
 
 And feel salvation flow. 
 
 S. O sinners, be awakeird 
 
 To see your dismal state ; 
 Repent arid be converted, 
 
 Before it is too late : 
 Turn to the Lora by praying, 
 
 And daily search his word ; 
 And never'rest contented, 
 
 Until you find the Lord. 
 
 9. Now to the king immortal. 
 
 Be everlasting praise, 
 For in his holy service 
 
 We mean to spend our days ; 
 'Till we arrive at Canaan, 
 
 The celestial world above, 
 With everlasting praises. 
 
 To sing redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 42. P. M 
 
 Union with Christ. 
 COME, saints and sinners, hear me te2i 
 The wonders of Immanuel : 
 Who sav'd me from a burning hell, 
 And brought my soul with him to dv. 
 And gave me'heavenly union. 
 
 When Jesus saw me from on high, 
 Beheld my soul in ruin lie, 
 He look'don me with pitying eye, 
 And gaid to me as he pass'd Dy," 
 With God you have no union. 
 
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 3. Then I began to weep and pray, 
 I look'd this way and that to fly, 
 It griev'd me sore that I must die, 
 I sought salvation for to buy, 
 
 But still I found no union. 
 
 4. But when I hated all my sin, 
 My dear Redeemer took me in, 
 
 And with his blood he wash'd me clean^ 
 And O ! what seasons I have seen, 
 Ever since I felt this union. 
 
 5. I prais'd the Lord both night and day, 
 I went from house to house to pray, 
 And if I met one on the way, 
 
 I always found something to say, 
 About this heavenly union. 
 
 ft. I wonder why old saints don't sing, 
 And praise the Lord upon the wing, 
 And make the heavenly arches ring, 
 With loud hosannas to our king. 
 Who brought our souls to union. 
 
 7. Come, poor backslider, come away, 
 And mind to do as well as say, 
 And learn to watch as well as pray, 
 And bear your cross from day to day, 
 And then you'll feel this union. 
 
 3. O, could I like an angel sound, 
 Salvation through the earth around, 
 The devil's kingdom to confound, 
 I'd triumph on ImmanuePs ground, 
 And spread this heavenly union. 
 
 9. Come, heaven and earth, unite your lays, 
 And give to Jesus endless praise, 
 And thou, my soul, look on and gaze, 
 He weeps, he bleeds, thy debt he pays, 
 To give thee heavenly union. 
 
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 10. We soon shall leave all things below, 
 And quit this vale of pain and wo, 
 And then we'll all to glory go, 
 An I there we'll see, and'hear. and know, 
 
 And feel a perfect union. 
 
 11. There we the glorious Lamb shall see, 
 Who groan'd and died upon the tree, 
 Who spill'd his blood to set us free, 
 That we might his salvation see, 
 
 And feel a gracious union. 
 
 12. Almighty God, teach heart and tongue, 
 To thee to raise a grateful song, 
 
 All praises to thy name belong, 
 Let Zion sing, thy kingdom come, 
 And fill the world with union. 
 
 HYMN 43. P. M. 
 
 1. FAR above yon glorious ceiling 
 Of the azure'vaulted sky, 
 
 Jesus sits, his love revealing, 
 To his splendid troops on high. 
 
 2. Hosts seraphic humbly bowing, 
 At his feet they prostrate fall ; 
 
 Saints and angels all avowing, 
 God in Christ is all in all. 
 
 3. Could we leave our foolish dreaming 
 Of a fancied heaven below, 
 
 And see Jesu's glory beaming, 
 How our souls would long to go. 
 
 4. Earth by us would then be spurned, 
 All its vanity subside ; 
 
 Fuel fit for to be burned, 
 
 All its honours, pleasures, pride, 
 
 5. From the general conflagration, 
 We should to God's refuge fly : 
 
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 Olasp the hope of our salvation, 
 Live in Christ, in Jesus die. 
 
 6. We in him our rest regaining, 
 All its blessedness should prove j 
 
 O'er our foes victorious reigning, 
 Perfected in spotless love. 
 
 7. We should for his day he waiting, 
 When the full reward is given ; 
 
 When the glorious work's completed, 
 Jesus takes his church to heaven. 
 
 8. Pure from every stain of nature, 
 There in holiness to shine ; 
 
 Moulded like its great Creator, 
 All immortal, all divine. 
 
 HYMN 44. P. M. 
 
 The Jubilee. 
 l.HARK ! the jubilee is sounding ; 
 
 O the joyful news is come ; 
 Free salvation is proclaimed, 
 
 In and through God's own dear Son ; 
 Now we have an invitation 
 
 To the meek and lowly Lamb ; 
 Glory, honour, and salvation, 
 
 Christ the Lord is come to reign. 
 
 2. Come dear friend and don't neglect it. 
 Come to Jesus in your prime ; 
 
 Great salvation, don't reject it, 
 O receive it, now's your time ; 
 
 Now the Saviour is beginning 
 To revive his work again ; 
 
 Glory, honour, and salvation, 
 Christ the Lord is come to reign. 
 
 3. Come, dear children, praise your Jesus, 
 Praise him, praise him evermore, 
 
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 May his great love now constrain us, 
 His great name for to adore ; 
 
 O then let us join together, 
 Crowns of glory to obtain ; 
 
 Glory, honour, and salvation, 
 Christ the Lord is come to reign. 
 
 HYMN 45. P. M. 
 
 [By the late Rev. G. Askins.] 
 
 1. BRETHREN, we have met to worship 
 And adore the Lord our God ; 
 
 Will you pray with all your power, 
 While we try to preach the word ? 
 
 All is vain unless the Spirit 
 Of the Holy One comes down : 
 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 
 2. Brethren, see poor sinners round you 
 Slumbering on the brink of wo ; 
 
 Death is coming, hell is moving", 
 Can you bear to let them go? 
 
 See our fathers and our mothers, 
 And our children sinking down : 
 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 
 3. Brethren, here are poor backsliders, 
 Who were once near heaven's door, 
 
 But they have betray'd their Saviour, 
 And are worse than e'er before ; 
 
 Yet the Saviour offers pardon, 
 If they will lament their wound ; 
 
 Brethren, pray, and holy manna 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 
 4. Sisters, will you join and help, like 
 Moses's sisters helped him, 
 
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 While you see the trembling sinners, 
 Who are struggling hard with sin ? 
 
 Tell them all about the Saviour, 
 Tell them that he will be found : 
 
 Pray on, sisters, and the manna 
 Will be shower'd all around. 
 
 5. Let us love our God supremely, 
 
 Let us love each other too, 
 Let us love and pray for sinners, 
 
 'Till our God makes all things new ; 
 Then he'll call us home to heaven, 
 
 At his table we'll sit down : 
 Christ will gird himself and serve us 
 
 With sweet manna all around. 
 
 HYMN 47. P. M. 
 
 1. O JESUS, now thy power display, 
 And stir us up to watch and pray, 
 That we at last may hear thee say, 
 Come, reign with me in endless day, 
 
 And feel eternal union. 
 
 2. Come, brethren, let us heavenward go, 
 Until we end our race below, 
 
 Then we shall leave this world of wo, 
 And everlasting pleasures know, 
 And feel immortal union. 
 
 3. Our race is short, 'twill soon be o'er, 
 Then we shall weep and sigh no more, 
 And join the saints on Canaan's shore, 
 The name of Jesus to adore, 
 
 And feel that endless union. 
 
 4. Then when this mortal frame shall die, 
 And long in death's embraces lie, 
 
 My soul to realms of bliss shall fly, 
 And sing and shout beyond the sky, 
 And feel that heav'nly union. 
 
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 5. And when to that bright world I corae ; 
 And gain my everlasting home. 
 
 My soul shall there for ever bloom, 
 Until my body leaves the tomb, 
 
 Then both shall join that union* 
 
 HYMN 4S. P. M. 
 
 1. O JESUS, my Saviour. I know thou art mine, 
 For thee all the pleasures of earth I resign, 
 
 Thou art my rich treasure, my joy and my love, 
 Nothing richer possessed by the angels above. 
 
 2. Thy spirit first taught me to know I was blind, 
 Then taught me the way of salvation to find ; 
 
 And when f was sinking in gloomy despair, 
 My Jesus reliev'd me^andTrid me not fear. 
 
 3. In vain I attempt to describe what I feel. 
 The language of mortals here ever must fail: 
 
 My Jesus is precious, my soul's in a flame, 
 1 am rais'd into raptures while praising his 
 name. 
 
 4. 1 find him in singing, he is present in prayer, 
 In sweet meditation he always is near ; 
 
 My constant companion, may we never part ; 
 All glory to Jesus, he dwells in my heart. 
 
 5 If ever I lov'd thee, 'tis now my dear Lord, 
 I love thy dear children, thy ways and thy 
 word ; 
 I love all creation, I love sinners too, 
 
 Since Jesus has died to redeem them from 
 wo. 
 
 6. When happy in Jesus. I cannot forbear, 
 Though sinners despise me, his love to de- 
 clare : 
 
 His love overwhelms me, had I wings I would fly, 
 And praise him in mansions prepared on high. 
 
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 HYMN 49. P. ML 
 
 1. WHAT happy children, who follow Jesus 
 Into the house of prayer and praise ; 
 
 And join in union, while love increases, 
 Resolved this way to spend our days : 
 
 Altho' we're hated oy the world and Satan, 
 By the flesh, and such as love not God ; 
 
 Yet happy moments and joyful seasons, 
 We oft-times find on Canaan's road. 
 
 2. Since we've been waiting on lovely Jesus, 
 We've felt some strength come from above : 
 
 Our hearts have burned with holy rapture, 
 We long to be absorbed by love : 
 
 Then let us hold fast what is given, 
 And trust in God for time to come : 
 
 Sure we shall find our way to heaven, 
 So farewell, brethren, we're going home. 
 
 3. And as we go, let us praise our Jesus, 
 And pray for those who spurn his grace ; 
 
 Lest they should lose love's richest treasure, 
 And ne'er enjoy his smiling face ; 
 
 Now here's my heart and my best wishes, 
 In token of my Christian love ; 
 
 In hopes with you to praise my Jesus, 
 So farewell, brethren, we'll meet above. 
 
 HYMN 50. P. M. 
 
 h. AWAKE ! O guilty world, awake ! 
 Behold the earth's foundation shake ! 
 
 While the Redeemer bleeds for you : 
 His death proclaims to all our race, 
 Free grace, free grace, free grace, free grace 
 To all the Jews and Gentiles too ! 
 2. Come, guilty mortals, come and see 
 Your Saviour hanging on the tree ! 
 For you all drest in purple gore. 
 
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 His weight of wo did veil the sun 1 
 'Tis done, 'tis done, 'tis done, 'tis dons, 
 That man might live for evermore ! 
 
 3. Behold the wounded Lamb of God ! 
 Spreading his bleeding hands abroad ! 
 
 Come see him yielding up to death 1 
 Behold him in his agonies ! 
 He dies ! he dies ! he dies ! he dies! 
 
 And yields his last expiring breath ! 
 
 4. He dies and triumphs over death, 
 To give the dead immortal breath, 
 
 And spread the wonders of his name ! 
 Shout, brethren, shout with cheerful voice. 
 Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, rejoice, 
 
 And give the glory to the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 51. C. M. 
 
 1. OUR souls by love together knit, 
 
 Cemented inix'd in one ; 
 One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice. 
 
 'Tis heav'n on earth begun : 
 Our hearts have burnt while Jesus spoke, 
 
 And glow'd with sacred fire : 
 He stopp'd and talk'd, and- fed and blest, 
 
 And fill'd the enlarged desire. 
 
 A Saviour, let creation sing ; 
 A Saviour, let all heaven ring ; 
 He'' s God with us, we feel him ours ; 
 His fulness in our souls he pours ; 
 'Tis almost done, His almost o'er ; 
 We're joining those who' re gone before; 
 We then shall meet to part no more. 
 
 2. We're soldiers fighting for our God, 
 Let trembling cowards fly ; 
 
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 We'll stand unshaken, firm and fix'd, 
 
 With Christ to live and die : 
 Let devils rage and men assail, 
 
 We'll cut our passage through : 
 Let foes unite, and friends desert, 
 
 We'll seize the crown, our due. 
 
 A Saviour, fyc. 
 
 3. The little cloud increases still ! 
 The heav'ns are big with rain ; 
 
 We haste to catch the teeming shower, 
 
 And all its moisture drain : 
 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows, 
 
 But pour the mighty flood ; 
 O sweep the nations, shake the earth, 
 
 'Till all proclaim thee God. 
 
 A Saviour, fyc. 
 
 4. And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, 
 And set'st thy starry crown ; 
 
 When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, 
 
 Proclaim'd by thee thine own ; 
 May we, a little band of love, 
 
 We sinners sav'd by grace, 
 From glory, into glory chang'd, 
 
 Behold thee face to face. 
 
 A Saviour, 8fc> 
 
 HYMN 52. P. M. 
 
 1. IN the house of king David a fountain did 
 
 spring, 
 
 For sin and uncleanness, from Jesus our king; 
 
 This fountain flows sweetly, whenever ap- 
 plied, 
 
 It sprang from the bowels of Christ, when 
 he died. 
 
 2. Come all that have bath'd in the fountain of 
 
 love, 
 And have felt th' heavy burthen of guilt to 
 remove : 
 
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 Let's praise our dear Saviour, as long as 
 
 we've breath, 
 And after we're laid in the dust of the earth. 
 
 3. There, there, we shall sleep, but not always 
 
 remain, 
 We look for the coming of Jesus a^ain ; 
 When wak'd by the trumpet, well lay by 
 
 our shrouds, 
 And rise to meet Jesus, our Lord, in the 
 
 clouds. 
 
 4. How we shall be fashion'd, he does not de- 
 
 clare, 
 
 But we shall be like him, when he doth ap- 
 pear ; 
 
 And that happy moment we're longing to 
 see, 
 
 When we shall be perfectly happy in thee. 
 
 9. Lord Jesus I love thee thou knowest very 
 
 well, 
 Assist me to conquer the powers of hell ; 
 Though Satan he rages, and frightens me 
 
 too, 
 Lord Jesus protect me, and bring me safe 
 
 through. 
 
 HYMN 53. C. M. 
 
 1. ARISE and shine, O Zion fair, 
 Behold thy light is come ; 
 
 Thy glorious conq'ring king is near, 
 
 To take his exiles home : 
 The trumpet sounding through the sky, 
 
 To set poor captives free ; 
 The day of wonder now is nigh, 
 
 The year of jubilee. 
 
 2. Ye heralds blow your trumpets loudj 
 The earth must know her doom ; 
 
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 Go spread the news from pole to pole, 
 
 Benoki the judge is come : 
 Blow out the sun ! burn up the earth ! 
 
 Consume the rolling flood ! 
 While every star shall disappear ; 
 
 Go turn the moon to blood ! 
 
 3. Arise ye nations under ground, 
 Before the judge appear ; 
 
 All tongues and languages shall come, 
 
 Their final doom to hear ! 
 King Jesus on his dazzling throne, 
 
 Ten thousand angels round ; 
 And Gabriel with a silver trump, 
 
 Echo's the awful sound ! 
 
 4. The glorious news of gospel grace 
 To sinners now is o'er ; 
 
 The trump in Zion now is still, 
 
 And to be heard no more ! 
 The watchmen all have left their walls, 
 
 And with their flocks above, 
 On Canaan's peaceful shore they sing, 
 
 And shout redeeming love ! 
 
 SECOND PART. C. M. 
 
 1. COME on, my brethren in the Lord, 
 Whose hearts are joined in one ; 
 
 Hold up your heads with courage bold, 
 
 Your race is almost run : 
 Above the clouds, behold him stand, 
 
 And smiling bids you come ; 
 And angels whisp'ring you away, 
 
 To your eternal home. 
 
 2. To see a pilgrim as he dies, 
 With glory in his view ; 
 
 To heav'n he lifts his longing eyes, 
 And bids the world adieu, 
 
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 While friends are weeping alF^Hfcund. 
 
 And loath to let him ^o ; 
 He shouts with his expiring breath, 
 
 And leaves them all below ! 
 
 3. O Christians are you ready now. 
 To cross the swelling flood ; 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore to stand, 
 
 And see your smiling God ! 
 The dazzling chirms of that bright world. 
 
 Attracts my soul above ! 
 My tongue shall shout redeeming grace, 
 
 When perfected in love. 
 
 4. Go on, mv brethren in the Lord, 
 I'm bound to meet you there ; 
 
 Although we tread enchanted ground, 
 
 Be bold and never fear : 
 Fi^ht on. fight on, ye valiant souls, 
 
 The land appears in view ; 
 I hope to gain fair Canaan's shore. 
 
 And there to meet with vou, 
 
 HYMN 54. C. M. 
 
 1. SWEET rivers of redeeming love. 
 Lie just before mine eve ; 
 
 Had I the pinions of a love, 
 
 I'd to those rivers fly : 
 I'd rise superior to my pain, 
 
 With joy outstrip the wind : 
 I'd cross bold Jordan's stormy main. 
 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 2. While I'm imprison' J here below* 
 In anguish, pain, and smart, 
 
 Oft-times those troubles I forego, 
 When love surrounds my heart : 
 
 In darkest shadows of the "night, 
 Faith mounts the upper sky, 
 
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 I then belibld my heart's delight, 
 And would rejoice to die ! 
 
 3. I view the monster death, and smile, 
 Now he has lost his sting ; 
 
 Though Satan rages all the while 
 
 I still in triumph sing : 
 I hold my Saviour in my arms, 
 
 And will not let him go ; 
 I'm so delighted with his charms, 
 
 No other good I'll know. 
 
 4. A few more years, or days at most, 
 My troubles will be o'er, 
 
 I hope to join the heav'nly host, 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore. 
 My rapt'rous soul shall drink and feast 
 
 in love's unbounded sea ; 
 The glorious hope of endless rest, 
 
 Is transporting to me. 
 
 5. O come, my Saviour, come away, 
 And bear me through the sky, 
 
 Nor let thy chariot wheels delay, 
 Make haste, and bring it nigh : 
 
 I long to see thy glorious face, 
 And in thine image shine ; 
 
 To triumph in victorious grace, 
 And be for ever thine. 
 
 6. Then I will tune my harp of gold, 
 To my eternal king ; 
 
 Through ages that can ne'er be told, 
 
 I'll make his praises ring : 
 All hail ! thou great eternal God ! 
 
 Who died on Calvary ; 
 And sav'd me with thy precious blood, 
 
 From endless misery. 
 
 7. Ten thousand, thousand join in one, 
 To praise the Eternal Three : 
 
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 Prostrate before the blazing throne, 
 
 In deep humxlity : 
 They rise and tune their harps of gold, 
 
 And string the immortal lyre ; 
 And ages that can ne'er be told, 
 
 Shall raise their praises higher. 
 
 HYMN 55. P. II. 
 
 1. ARISE and hail the sacred day, 
 Cast all low cares of life away, 
 
 And thoughts of meaner things : 
 This day to cure our deadly woes 
 The Son of righteousness arose, 
 
 With healing in his wings. 
 
 2. If angels on that happy morn, 
 
 The Saviour of the world was born, 
 Pour'd forth seraphic songs : 
 
 Much more should we, of human race. 
 
 Adore the wonders of his grace, 
 To whom the grace belongs. 
 
 3. How wonderful, how vast his love, 
 Who left the shining realms above ; 
 
 Those happy seats of rest : 
 How much for lost mankind he bore, 
 Their peace and pardon to restore, 
 
 Can never be express'd. 
 
 4. While we adore his boundless grace, 
 And pious joy and mirth takes place 
 
 Of sorrow, grief, and pain, 
 Give glory to our God on high, 
 And not amidst the gen'ral joy, 
 
 Forget good will to men. 
 
 5. then, let heaven and earth rejoice, 
 Creation's whole united voice, 
 And hymn that happy day. 
 
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 When sin and Satan vanquish'd fell 5 
 And all the pow'rs of death and he'll, 
 Before his sov'reign sway. 
 
 HYMN 56. C. M. 
 
 The Saviour's Call. 
 
 1. SINNER, hear the Saviour's call, 
 He now is passing by : 
 
 He has seen thy grievous thrall, 
 And heard thy mournful cry ; 
 
 He has pardons to impart, 
 
 Grace to save thee from thy fears, 
 
 See the love that fills his heart, 
 And wipes away thy tears. 
 
 2. Why art thou afraid to come, 
 And tell him all thy case ? 
 
 He will not pronounce thy doom, 
 Nor frown thee from his face: 
 
 Wilt thou fear Immanuel ? 
 Wilt thou fear the Lamb of God, 
 
 Who to save thy soul from hell 
 Has shed his precious blood ? 
 
 3. Think, how on the cross he hung, 
 Pierced with a thousand wounds ! 
 
 Hark from each as with a tongue, 
 The voice of pardon sounds! 
 
 See from all his bursting veins, 
 Blood of wond'rous virtue flow, 
 
 Shed to wash away the stain, 
 And ransom thee from wo. 
 
 4. Though his majesty be great, 
 His mercy is no less ; 
 
 Though lis thy transgressions hate, 
 
 He feels for thy distress : 
 By himself the Lord has sworn, 
 
 He delights not in thy death, 
 But invites thee to return, 
 
 That thou may'st live by faith. 
 
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 5. Raise thy down-cast eyes and see, 
 What throngs his throne surround, 
 
 These, though sinners once like thee, 
 Have lull salvation found ; 
 
 Yield not then to unbelief! 
 
 While he says, " There yet is room :" 
 Though of sinners thou art chief, 
 Since Jesus calls thee home. 
 
 HYMN 57. P. M 
 
 1. THE sacred ties of friendship 
 Unite all loving Christians 
 
 In glory, in glory, thev shall live ; 
 No time nor place shall change them, 
 And death shall ne'er dissolve them, 
 United, united, are they that believe : 
 When Gabriel's trumpet sounding. 
 And conquerd death resigning, 
 The scattered dust uniting, 
 The soul and body joining ; 
 All join the grand procession, 
 And glory realizing. 
 Then happy, happy, we shall be. 
 
 2. The bliss exquisite flowing, 
 The friends of Jesus shouting, 
 
 Such raptures, raptures flow from his word: 
 The angels join in concert, 
 While Jesus stands invitinor, 
 Come on, come on, ye blessed of the Lord. 
 Behold the crowns of glory : 
 And saints and angels meeting, 
 And living streams of purest joys, 
 For ever are increasing : 
 In azure fields for ever^range, 
 And view a smiling Jesus, 
 Then happy, happv, we shall be. 
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 . The sinner's now lamenting, 
 He sees the grand procession, 
 A marching, marching, to the dazzling 
 
 throne. 
 His frightful soul alarm'd, 
 He cries with looks amaz'd, 
 Farewell, farewell, I'm for ever gone ; 
 Behold a godly father, 
 And there's a pious mother, 
 How did they pray together, 
 They float on streams of pleasure, 
 And I am lost for ever, 
 On waves of endless sorrow, 
 Then torments, torments, are for ever min$ 
 
 HYMN 58. C. M. 
 
 1. ATTEND, young friends, while I relate 
 The dangers you are in, 
 
 The evils that around you wait, 
 
 While subject unto sin. 
 Although you flourish like the rose, 
 
 While in its branches green, 
 Your sparkling eyes in death must close, 
 
 No more for to be seen. 
 
 2. In silent shades you must lie down, 
 Long in your graves to dwell, 
 
 Your friends will then stand weeping round, 
 
 And bid a long farewell. 
 How small this world will then appear 
 
 At that tremendous hour, 
 When you Jehovah's voice shall hear* 
 
 And feel his mighty power. 
 
 3. In vain you'll mourn your days are past, 
 Alas those days are gone, 
 
 Your golden hou^s are spent at last, 
 And never to return. 
 
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 O come this moment and begin, 
 While life's sweet moments last* 
 
 Turn to the Lord, forsake all sin, 
 And he'll forgive what's past. 
 
 HYMN 59. P. M. 
 
 The Balm of Gilead. 
 
 1. THERE shall we reign with Jesus, on that 
 
 delightful shore, 
 And shout with the redeemed, our trials are 
 
 all o'er ; 
 The wicked cease from troubling, the weary 
 
 are at rest, 
 And we shall reign with Jesus, eternal ages 
 
 blest. 
 
 1 We shall be like the angels, in that immortal 
 throng, 
 
 And shout alound salvation, 'twill be our 
 lasting song ; 
 
 They sing creating goodness, and we re- 
 deeming love, 
 
 And this shall be our business, in the bright 
 worlds above. 
 
 % This love so freely flowing, it animates otfr 
 
 hearts, . 
 This love is still abounding, in every place 
 
 and part ; 
 This love can ne'er be ended, though faith 
 
 and hope should cease, 
 This love can ne'er be bounded, but ever 
 
 will increase. 
 
 4, This love through endless ages, it ever is the 
 same ; 
 'Tis this our heart engages, to love and serve 
 the Lamb ; 
 
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 Unite us ali together, and make us of one 
 
 soul, 
 It is the Balm of Gilead, it makes the wounded 
 
 whole. 
 
 HYMN 60. C. M. 
 
 The Zion Traveller. 
 1. YE weary, heavy laden souls, 
 
 Who are oppressed sore, 
 Ye travelers through the wilderness, 
 
 To Canaan's peaceful shore : 
 'Phrough chilling winds, and beating rain, 
 
 The waters deep and cold, 
 And enemies surrounding vou, 
 
 Take courage and be bold. 
 
 % Though storms and hurricanes arise, 
 
 The 'lesert all around, 
 And fiery serpents oft appear 
 
 Through the enchanted ground : 
 Dark niglits and clouds and gloomy fear,. 
 
 And dragons often roar : 
 But while the gospel trump we hear, 
 
 We'll press for Canaan's shore. 
 
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 Who mourns her absent mate ; 
 iTrom hill to hill, from vale to vale, 
 
 Her sorrows to relate ; 
 'But Canaan's land is just before, 
 
 Sweet spring is coming on, 
 V few more beating winds and rains^ 
 
 And winter will be gone. 
 
 .*. Sometimes like mountains to the sky. 
 
 Black Jordan's billows roar, 
 Which often make the pilgrims fear. 
 
 'w hfv never will gret o'er : 
 
But let us gain mount Pis<jah\s top. 
 
 And view the vernal plain, 
 To fright our souls, may Jordan roar, 
 
 Ana hell may rage in vain. 
 
 5. Methinks I now begin to see 
 The borders of that land ; 
 
 The trees of life, with heav'nly fruit, 
 
 In beauteous order stand : 
 The wint'ry time is past and gone, 
 
 Sweet flowers doth appear, 
 The fiftieth year hath now rolled round. 
 
 The great'Sabbatic year. 
 
 6. O, what a glorious sight appears. 
 To my believing eyes ; 
 
 Methinks I see Jerusalem, 
 
 A city in the skies : 
 Bright angels whispering me away, 
 
 " O come, my brother, come," 
 And I am willing to be gone 
 
 To my eternal home. 
 
 7. Farewell, my brethren in the Lord, 
 Who are to Canaan bound : 
 
 And should we never meet agrain 
 'Till the jubilee trump shall sound, 
 
 I hope that I shall meet you there, 
 On that delightful shore ; 
 
 In oceans of eternal bliss, 
 Wiiere parting is no more. 
 
 HYMN Gl. P. M. 
 
 1. HARK! my soul, it is the Lord, 
 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word'; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee, 
 Say, poor sinner, " Lov'st thou me r" 
 
 2. " I delivered thee, when bound, 
 And when wounded.heal'd thy n 
 
Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
 Turn'd thy darkness into light. 
 
 3. " Can a woman's tender care 
 Cease towards the child she bear? 
 Yes ! she may forgetful be, 
 
 Yet I will remember thee. 
 
 4. " Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the heights above, 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful, strong as death. 
 
 5. " Thou shalt see my glory soon. 
 When the work of grace is done, 
 Partner of my throne shall be, 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ?" 
 
 t. Lord, it is my chief complaint, 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 Yet I love thee, and adore, 
 Q for grace to love thee more. 
 
 HYMN G2. P. M. 
 
 1. FAREWELL, my dear brethren, the time 
 
 is at hand, 
 That we must part from this social band ; 
 Our several engagements now call us away, 
 Oui parting is needful, and we must obey. 
 
 2. Farewell, my dear brethren, farewell for a 
 
 while, 
 We'll soon meet again, if kind providence 
 
 smile ; 
 But when we are parted, and scattered abroad. 
 Well pray for each other when wrestling 
 
 with God. 
 
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 3. Farewell, faithful soldiers, you'll soon be 
 
 discharged, 
 
 The war will be ended, your treasures en- 
 larged ; 
 
 With shouting and singing, tho' Jordan may 
 roar, 
 
 We'll enter fair Canaan, and rest on the 
 shore. 
 
 4. Farewell, ye young converts, who're list- 
 
 ed for war, 
 Sore trials await you, but Jesus is near ; 
 Altho' you must travel the dark wilderness, 
 Your captain's before you, he'll lead you to 
 
 peace. 
 
 -3. The world and the devil, and hell all unite, 
 And bold persecution will try you to fright; 
 But Jesus stands for you, who is strongerlhan 
 
 they, 
 Let this* animate you to march on your way. 
 
 6. Farewell, seeking mourners, with sad broken 
 
 hearts, 
 O hasten to Jesus, and choose the good part, 
 He's full of compassion, and mighty to save, 
 His arms are extended your souls to receive. 
 
 7. Farewell, faithful Christians, farewell all 
 
 around, 
 Perhaps we'll not meet till the last trump 
 
 shall sound : 
 To meet you in glory, I'll give you my hand, 
 Our Saviour to praise in a pure social band. 
 
 HYMN 63. P. M. 
 
 1. FAREWELL, my dear brethren, I bid you 
 farewell, 
 I'm going to travel the way to excel ; 
 
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 I'm going to travel the wilderness through, 
 Therefore, my dear brethren, I bid you adieu. 
 
 2. The thoughts of our parting doth cause me 
 
 to grieve, 
 So well do I love you, but you I must leave ; 
 My Jesus commands, and I must obey, 
 Therefore, my dear brethren, don't grieve 
 
 after me. 
 
 3. May the heavens protect you, be Jesus your 
 
 guide, 
 On the walls of our Zion may you ever abide ; 
 Though we live at a distance," and you I ne'er 
 
 see, 
 On the banks of sweet Canaan acquainted 
 
 we'll be. 
 
 4. There all things are plenty, and the leaves 
 
 growing green, 
 And the parting of Christians no more to be 
 
 seen; 
 No sorrow, no trouble, shall enter that place, 
 But there we shall join in a song of free grace. 
 
 5. And when we meet Jesus in the mansion 
 
 above. 
 Where saints and bright angels are feasting 
 
 on love ; 
 O then we shall look for each mourner that's 
 
 here, 
 How glad we shall be to meet each other 
 
 there. 
 
 6. Farewell to all sorrows, temptations,and pain, 
 I'm going where .lesus for ever doth reign; 
 I'm going to Jesus, his goodness to prove. 
 Where saints and bright angels are feasting 
 
 on love. 
 
HYMN 64. L. 91. 
 
 1. COME, my soul, thy suit prepare, 
 Jesus loves to answer prayer ; 
 
 He himself has bid thee pray, 
 Therefore will not say thee nay. 
 
 2. Thou art coming to the king, 
 Large petitions with thee bring : 
 For his grace and power are such ; 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 3. With ray burden I be^in. 
 Lord, remove this load of sin ! 
 Let thy blood for sinners spilt, 
 Set my conscience free from guilt. 
 
 4. Lord, I come to thee for rest, 
 Take possession of my breast ; 
 There thy blood-bought right maintain. 
 And without a rival reign. 
 
 5. As the image in the glass, 
 Answers the beholder's face, 
 Thus unto my heart appear, 
 Print thine own resemblance there* 
 
 o. While I am a pilgrim here, 
 Let thy love my spirit cheer ; 
 As my guide, my guard, my friend, 
 Lead me to my journey's end. 
 
 7. Show me what I have to do, 
 Every hour my strength renew ; 
 Let me live a life of faith, 
 Let me die thy people's death. 
 
 HYMN 65. C. M. 
 
 1. HOW sweet, how heavenly is the sight, 
 When th«se that love the Lord, 
 
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 7n one another's peace delight, 
 And so fulfil his word. 
 
 2. When each can feel his brother's sigh., 
 And with him bear a part ; 
 
 When sorrows flow from eye to eye, 
 And joy from heart to heart. 
 
 3. When, free from envy, scorn, and pride. 
 Our wishes all above," 
 
 Each can his brother's failings hide, 
 And show a brother's love. 
 
 4. When love, in one delighful stream. 
 Through every bosom flows ; 
 
 When union sweet, and dear esteem, 
 In every action glows. 
 
 5. Love is the golden chain that binds 
 The happy souls above ; 
 
 \nd he's an heir of heaven that finds 
 His bosom glow with love. 
 
 HYMN 66. P. M. 
 
 1. LORD, my ransom'd soul adores thee ;• 
 Thou my joy and portion art : 
 
 Hay and night I plead before thee — 
 Answer Lord— thy grace impart. 
 Send thy Spirit. 
 Pierce the stubborn sinner's heart. 
 
 2. Ah ! dear Lord, they're bound for ruin, 
 Hast'ning down to endless wo : 
 
 While their danger we are viewing, 
 Streams of briny sorrow flow. 
 
 Lord, alarm them, 
 Or to ruin they must go 
 
 3. See, dear Lord, our near connexions, 
 Dear companions all an tmd, 
 
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 Brothers, asters, children, parents, 
 Down to desperation bound. 
 
 Jesus, save them. 
 Let the lost again be found. 
 
 4. Pravcrs and tears, alas ! we've vented ; 
 
 Shall we weep and pray in vain ? 
 Yet alas ! they seem contented ! 
 
 • ^ht but scoffs and frowns we gain. 
 Jesus, save them. 
 Save them, Lord, from endless pain. 
 
 o. Death, it may be, now is near them, 
 Soon they'll feel his cold embrace. 
 
 Gracious heaven ! shall we hear them 
 Mourn thy long rejected grace ? 
 
 Lord, constrain them 
 Now to seek a Saviour's face. 
 
 6. Lord, we view the separation 
 At thy great, tremendous bar, 
 
 Mourning, weeping, lamentation, 
 Must be their employment there. 
 Must we see them 
 Stand their awful doom to hear ? 
 
 7. Must we there be separated, 
 Never, never more to meet ? 
 
 Mournful scene, long contemplated i 
 Lord and is there mercy yet ? 
 
 Lay them prostrate, 
 Precious Jesus, at thy feet. 
 
 8. Lord display thy matchless power ; 
 Pierce their stubborn hearts of stone. 
 
 Make them dread that awful hour — 
 Bow them, Lord, before thy throne. 
 
 Save them Jesus. 
 Save them, save them for thine own. 
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 HYMN 67. P. M. 
 
 The happy Pilgrim. 
 
 1.1 LOVE my blessed Saviour, 
 I feel I'm in his favour, 
 And I am his for ever 
 
 If I but faithful prove ; 
 And now I'm bound for Canaan 
 I feel my sins forgiv'n, 
 And soon shall get to heaven, 
 
 To sing redeeming love. 
 
 2. Poor sinners may deride me, 
 And unbelievers chide me, 
 But nothing shall divide me, 
 
 From Jesus my friend. 
 Supported by his power, 
 I long to see the hour, 
 That bids my spirit tower, 
 
 And all my troubles end. 
 
 3. The pleasing time is hast'ning, 
 My tott'ring frame is wasting, 
 While I'm engaged in praising, 
 
 Impelled by his love. 
 When yonder shining orders, 
 Who sing on Canaan's borders, 
 Shall bear me to their Lord, there 
 
 To praise him above. 
 
 4. My thirsty soul is panting 
 My body almost fainting, 
 
 While praise and prayer are venting, 
 
 From my feeble tongue. 
 How ardent my desire, 
 Lord Jesus, raise me higher, 
 To join the holy choir, 
 
 lii that immortal song. 
 
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 & Farewell, I'm bound for glory, 
 How pleasing is the story ! 
 Those shining worlds before me 
 
 Invite me to be gone. 
 Had I angels 7 pinions 
 I'd range the bright dominions, 
 And join the shining millions, 
 
 Who're shouting round the throne. 
 
 6. The pleasing smile of Jesus, 
 The rapturous sound increases, 
 And tunes the heav'nly voices 
 
 Throughout the ethereal plains. 
 My flesh and spirit failing, 
 My soul in transports hailing, 
 Bright seraphs in their dwelling, 
 
 l"sin<r immortal strains. 
 
 HYMN 68, P. M. 
 
 1. MY days, my weeks, my months, my years, 
 Fly rapid as* the whirling spheres, 
 
 Around the steady pole ; 
 Time, like the tide, its motion keeps, 
 And I must launch through endless deeps, 
 
 Where endless ages roll. 
 
 2. The grave is near the cradle seen, 
 How swift the moments pass between, 
 
 And whisper as they fly, 
 " Unthinking man, remember this, 
 Though fon3 of sublunary bliss, 
 
 That you must groan and die." 
 
 3. My soul attend the solemn call, 
 Thine earthly tent must shortly fall. 
 
 And thou must take thy flight, 
 Beyond the vast expansive blue, 
 To sing above as angels do, 
 
 Or sink in endless night* 
 
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 4. How great the bliss, how great the wo, 
 Hangs on this inch of time below, 
 
 On this precarious breath. 
 The Lord of nature only knows, 
 Whether another year shall close, 
 
 Ere I expire in death. 
 
 5. Long ere the sun shall run his round* 
 I may be buried under ground, 
 
 And there in silence rot, 
 Ala3 ! an hour may close the scene, 
 And ere twelve months shall roll between,. 
 
 My name be quite forgot. 
 
 6. But will my soul be thus extinct, 
 And cease to live, and cease to think ? 
 
 It cannot, cannot be ; 
 No, my immortal cannot die, 
 What wilt thou do, or whither fly, 
 
 When death shall set thee free. 
 
 7. Will mercy then her arms extend, 
 Will Jesus be thy guardian friend, 
 
 And heaven thy dwelling place ; 
 Or shall insulting fiends appear, 
 And drag thee down to dark despair, 
 
 Below the reach of grace ? 
 
 9. A heav'n or hell, and these alone, 
 Beyond the present life arc known, 
 
 There is no middle space, 
 To-day attend the call divine, 
 To-morrow may be none of thine. 
 
 Or it may be too late. 
 
 9. do not pass this as a dream, 
 
 Vast is the change, whate'er it seem, 
 
 To poor unthinking man : 
 Lord at thy footstool I would bow, 
 Bid conscience nlainly tell me now, 
 What it would tell me then. 
 
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 10. If in destruction's road I stray ; 
 Help me to choose the better way. 
 
 That leads to joys on hicfh ; 
 Thy grace impart," my guilt forgive. 
 Nor let me ever dare to live, 
 
 So as I dare not die. 
 
 HYMN 69. P. M. 
 
 i. I LOVE thee, I love thee, I love thee my 
 love, 
 I love thy salvation more fully to prove : 
 I love thee, 1 love thee, I love thee, O why ? 
 Because my dear Saviour for sinners did die 
 
 2. On Z ion's bright mountain this news I will 
 
 tell, ^ ■♦ 
 The strainte of redemption my bosom shall 
 
 veil, 
 With angelic ardour his love I'll proclaim. 
 Redemption for sinners in Jesus's name. 
 
 3. Redemption, redemption, thro' Zion shall 
 
 ring, 
 In the flame of redemption, her converts 
 
 shall sing : 
 Redemption," redemption, through Jesus's 
 
 blood, 
 Descending from Calv'ry, and runs like a 
 od. 
 
 4. We'll talk of redemption while we stay be- 
 
 low, 
 We'll sing of redemption when upwards we go; 
 When the sun shall be darken'd, the moon 
 
 turn'd to blood, 
 We'll shout full redemption in the kingdom 
 
 of God. 
 
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 5. When sinking in sorrow free grace did 
 
 abound, 
 Pursu'd by the devil, redemption we found ; 
 Our hearts to redemption we'll tune ev'ry 
 
 string, 
 Thro' heaven's high arches redemption shall 
 
 ring. 
 
 6. Redemption, redemption, to him that was 
 
 slain, 
 We'll outsing the angels in this heavenly 
 
 strain, 
 Redemption to Jesus, for ever we'll cry, 
 For men, not for angels, the Saviour did die. 
 
 7. All glory, all glory, to Jesus's name, 
 
 All wisdom and power to the spotless Lamb, 
 To him that redeem'd us, the great One in 
 
 three, 
 Hosannah, Hosannah, through eternity. 
 
 8. The song of creation bright angels may sing, 
 But we'll sing redemption to Christ our king, 
 Thro' eternal ages these songs shall be sung, 
 While Jesus's glory inspires each tongue. 
 
 HYMN 70. C. M. 
 
 1. WITH love and pity I look around. 
 Upon my fellow clay, 
 
 See men reject the gospel sound, 
 
 In this enlightened day ! 
 O sinner, sinner, will you hear, 
 
 When in God's name I come ? 
 Upon your peril don't forbear, 
 
 Lest hell should be your doom. 
 
 2. Now is the time, the accepted hour. 
 O sinner, come away, 
 
 The Saviour's knocking at youl door. 
 A^se withpoj delay ; 
 
O don't refuse to give him room, 
 
 Lest mercy should withdraw ; 
 He'll then in robes of vengeance come 
 
 To execute his law. 
 
 3. Then where poor sinner, will you be. 
 If destitute of <?race, 
 
 When you your injur'd Judge shall see. 
 
 And stand before his face ? 
 O ! could you shun that dreadful sight. 
 
 How would you wish to fly 
 To the dark shades of endless night, 
 
 From his all-searching eye. 
 
 4. But death and hell must all appear. 
 And you among them stand, 
 
 Before that great impartial bar, 
 Arranged at Christ's left hand : 
 
 No yearning bowels pity then, 
 Will ere effect my heart — 
 
 No — I shall surely say amen, 
 When Christ bids you depart. 
 
 5. Let not these warnings be in vain, 
 But lend a listening ear, 
 
 Lest you should meet them all again, 
 
 When wrapt in keen despair. 
 Come lovely youth, embrace the truth, 
 
 And join with one accord, 
 And use your tongue, while you are young, 
 
 In praising of the Lord. 
 
 HYMN 71. C. M. 
 
 1. AFFLICTIONS, tho' they seem severe, 
 In mercy oft are sent, 
 
 They stopp'd the prodigal's career, 
 And caus'd him to repent. 
 
 2. Although he no relentings felt, 
 'Till he had spent his store » 
 
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 His stubborn heart began to melt, 
 When famine pinclrd him sore. 
 
 3. " What have I gain'd by sin," he said, 
 " But hunger shame and fear ? 
 
 My father's house abounds with bread, 
 'While I am starving here. 
 
 4. " I'll go and tell him all I've done, 
 Fall down before his face, 
 
 Unworthy to be call'd his son, 
 I'll seek a servant's place." 
 
 5. His father saw him coming back, 
 He saw, and ran, and smil'd ; 
 
 Then threw his arms around the neck 
 Of his rebellious child. 
 
 6. " Father I've sinn'd, but O ! forgive."- 
 " Enough," the father said, 
 
 ;< Rejoice, my house, my son's alive, 
 For whom I mourn'd "as dead. 
 
 7. " Now let the fatted calf be slain, 
 Go spread the news around, 
 
 My son was dead, but lives again ; 
 Was lost, but now is found." 
 
 3. 'Tis thus the Lord his love reveals. 
 
 To call poor sinners home ; 
 More than a father's love he feels, 
 
 And welcomes all that come. 
 
 HYMN 72. P. M. 
 
 The Pilgrim. 
 
 I. RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
 
 Thy better portion trace, 
 Rise from transitory things, 
 
 Towards heaven thy native place. 
 
^un, and moon, and stars, decay, 
 Time will soon the earth remove ; 
 
 Rise, my soul, and haste away 
 To seats prepar'd above. 
 
 2. Rivers to the ocran run, 
 Nor stay in all their course ; 
 
 Fires ascend and seek the sun, 
 Both speed them to their source. 
 
 So a soul that's born of God, 
 Pants to see h's glorious face : 
 
 Upwards tends to his abode, 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 3. Fly my riches, fly my cares, 
 While! that course explore ; 
 
 Flattering world with all your snares, 
 
 Solicit me no more. 
 Pilgrims fix not here their home, 
 
 Strangers tarry but a night: 
 When the last dear morn shall come, 
 
 We'll rise to glorious light. 
 
 4. Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn. 
 Press onward to the prize ; 
 
 Soon the Saviour will return, 
 Triumphant through the skies. 
 
 Yet a season, and you'll know, 
 Happy entrance will be given, 
 
 All your sorrows left below, 
 
 And earth exchang'd for heaven. 
 
 HYMN 73. S. M. 
 
 Union Hymn. 
 
 1. FROM whence does the union arfse, 
 That hatred is conquered by love ? 
 
 It fastens our souls with such ties, 
 That distance* nor time can removed 
 
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 fe. it cannot in Eden be found, 
 
 Nor yet in a Paradise lost ; 
 ft grows on Immanucl's ground, 
 
 And Jcsus's dear blood it did cost. 
 
 3. My friends once so dear unto me, 
 Our souls so united in love ; 
 
 Where Jesus is gone, we shall be, 
 In yonder blest mansions above. 
 
 4. O ! why then so loath for to part ? 
 Since there we shall soon meet again, 
 
 Engrav'd on Immanuel's heart, 
 At a distance we cannot remain. 
 
 5. And then we shall see that bright day. 
 And join with the angels above, 
 
 Set free from the prisons of clay, 
 United in Jesus's love. 
 
 6. With Jesus we ever shall reign, 
 And all his bright glory shall see. 
 
 Singing, hallelujahs, amen ; 
 Amen ! even so let it be. 
 
 HYMN 74. P. If. 
 
 1. THERE is a holy city, 
 A happy world above, 
 
 Beyond the starry regions, 
 
 Built by the God of love : 
 An everlasting temple, 
 
 And saints array'd in white, 
 They serve their o-reat Redeemer, 
 
 They dwell with him in light. 
 
 2. This is no world of trouble, 
 The God of peace is there, 
 
 He wipes away their sorrows, 
 He banishes their care ; 
 
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 Their joys arc still increasi 
 
 Their songs are ever new, 
 They praise the eternal Father, 
 Tne Son and Spirit too. 
 
 3. The meanest child of glory 
 
 Outshines the radiant sun ; 
 But who can speak the splendour 
 
 Of that eternal throne, 
 Where Jesus sits exalted, 
 
 In godlike majesty ? 
 The eiders fall before him, 
 
 The angels bend the knee. 
 
 4.1s this the man of sorrows, 
 
 Who stood at Pilate's bar, 
 Condemn'd by haughty Herod, 
 
 And by his men of war ? 
 He seems a mighty conqueror, 
 
 Who spoil'd the powers below, 
 And ransom'd many captives 
 
 From everlasting wo. 
 
 5. The hosts of saints around him, 
 Proclaim his work of ojrace ; 
 
 The patriarchs and prophets, 
 And all the godly race ; 
 
 Who speak of fiery trials, 
 And tortures on "their way, 
 
 They came from tribulation, 
 To everlasting day. 
 
 6. Now with a holy transport, 
 They tell their sufferings o'er, 
 
 Their tears and their temptations, 
 And all the pains they bore ; 
 
 They turn and bow to Jesus, 
 Who gained their liberty : 
 
 Amid our fiercest dangers, 
 Our lives are hid in thee- 
 
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 7. Long time I was invited 
 
 To gain that heav'nly rest ; 
 Grace made no hard condition, 
 
 'Twas only to be bless'd ; 
 But earth's bewitching pleasures 
 
 Inclined me long to stay ; 
 I sought her dreams and shadows, 
 
 And joys that pass away. 
 
 9. But now it is my purpose 
 
 The better way to find ; 
 To serve my great Creator, 
 
 And leave my sins behind ; 
 In guilt's seducing mazes 
 
 I will no longer roam ; 
 I'll give my soul to Jesus, 
 
 Who brings the ransom'd home. 
 
 9. And what shall be my journey, 
 
 How long I'll stay below, 
 Or what shall be my trials, 
 
 Are not for me to know : 
 In every day of trouble, 
 
 I'll raise my thoughts on high ; 
 I'll think of the bright temple, 
 
 And crowns above the sky. 
 
 HYMN 75. L. M. 
 
 1. YE saints of Jesus courage take, 
 Having enlisted, ne x er look back ; 
 We're sure to find the Lord at hand, 
 While marching to the promis'd land. 
 
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 This is the way to heaven, hallelujah, fyc. 
 
 2. Behold with joy from whence we came ! 
 We've passed thro' storms and fiery flames ; 
 
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 I'ia vain hath Satan made his stand, 
 To keep us from the promis'd land. 
 
 This is the way to heaven, fyc. 
 
 3. We're traveling through the wilderness, 
 And bound for everlasting bliss ; 
 By faith in God we firm can stand, 
 And march away to the promis'd land. 
 
 This is the way to heaven, l;c. 
 
 A.. Our enemies of every kind, 
 O may we daily leave behind : 
 Protected by our Saviour's hand : 
 We're sure to reach the promis'd land. 
 
 This is the way to heaven, fyc-. 
 
 5. While on our journey here below, 
 We look beyond this vale of wo, 
 
 And pray and wait till Christ shall send, 
 To take us to the promis'd land. 
 
 This is the way to heaven, fyc. 
 
 Q. Tho' storms may rise, and thunders roll, 
 Convulse the globe from pole to pole, 
 Undaunted still our souls shall stand, 
 For soon we'll reach the promis'd land. 
 
 This is the way to heaven, tfC, 
 
 7. Quickly we'll cress the rolling flood 
 Divided by the rod of God ; 
 Then shall our Joshua demand, 
 Possession of the promis'd land. 
 
 Then we shall reign in heaven, fyc. 
 
 S. Our fellow pilgrims there shall meet, 
 And brethren shall each other greet, 
 Admiring angels round us stand, 
 And welcome home to the promis'd land. 
 Then we shall shout in heaven, fyc. 
 
 9. All tear3 shall then be wip'd away, 
 For there's no sorrow night nor day ; 
 
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 But all unite to adore the hand, 
 That brought us safe to the^ promised land. 
 Then we shall reign for ever, $-c. 
 
 iO.The wearied trav'ller then shall rest, 
 His spirit with the ever-blest ; 
 And ever praise the God who plann'd, 
 The way to obtain the promised land. 
 
 There we shall reign far ever, &{C. 
 
 HYMN 76. C. M. 
 
 On the death of a Believer. 
 
 1. IN vain my fancy strives to paint 
 The moment after death, 
 
 The glories that surround the saints, 
 When yielding up their breath. 
 
 2. One gentle sigh their fetters breaks ; 
 We scarce can sny, " They're gone !" 
 
 Before the willing spirit takes 
 Her mansion near the throne. 
 
 3. Faith strives, but all its efforts fail, 
 To trace her in her flight ; 
 
 .No eye can pierce within the veil 
 Which hides the world of light. 
 
 4. Thus much, and this is all we know, 
 They are completely blest, 
 
 Have done with sin, and care, and wo, 
 And with their Saviour rest. 
 
 5. On harps of gold they praise his name, 
 His face they always' view : 
 
 Then let us foilow'rs"be of them, 
 That we may praise him too. 
 
 tf. Their faith and patience, love and zeal. 
 
 Should make their mem'ry dear ; 
 And Lord, do thou the prayers fulfil, 
 
 They offered for us here. 
 
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 7. While they have gain'd, we losers are, 
 
 We miss them day by day ; 
 But thou can'st every breach repair, 
 
 And wipe our tears away. 
 
 S. We pray as in Elisha's case, 
 
 When g re at Elijah went, 
 May double portions of thy grace,, 
 
 To us who stay be sent. 
 
 HYMN 77. P. ML 
 
 1. COME, my soul, and let us try, 
 For a little season, 
 
 Ev'ry burden to lay by 
 
 Come, and let us reason. 
 What is this that casts you down : 
 
 Who are those that grieve you ? 
 Speak and let the worst be known. 
 
 Speaking may relieve you. 
 
 2. Christ by faith I sometimes see. 
 Then it doth relieve me ; 
 
 But my sins return again, 
 They are they that grieve me ; 
 
 Troubled like trie restless sea, 
 Feeble, faint, and fearful ; 
 
 Plung'd in sin, a sore disease, 
 How can I be cheerful. 
 
 3. Think on what your Saviour bore 
 In the orloomv garden, 
 
 Sweating blood from every pore, 
 
 To procure thy pardon. 
 See him stretch'd upon the wood. 
 
 Bleeding, groaning v crying. 
 SurFring all the wrath of God. 
 
 vrreaning, gasping, dying. 
 
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 HYMN 78. C. M. 
 
 1. COME, humble sinner, in whose breast 
 A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
 
 Come with your guilt and fear oppressed, 
 And make this last resolve : — 
 
 2. " I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 
 Have like a mountain rose ; 
 
 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 
 Whatever me oppose. 
 
 3. " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 
 
 And there my guilt confess : 
 I'll tell him I'm" a wretch undone, 
 
 Without his sov'reign grace. 
 
 4. " I'll to my gracious king approach, 
 Whose sceptre pardon gives, 
 
 Perhaps he may command a touch, 
 And then the suppliant lives. 
 
 5. " Perhaps he may admit my plea, 
 Perhaps he'll hear my prayer, 
 
 But if I perish, I will pray, 
 And perish only there." 
 
 6. " I can't but perish if I go, 
 I am resolved to try, 
 
 For if I stay away, Tknow 
 I must for ever die." 
 
 HYMN 79. P. M. 
 
 1. FROM Egypt lately fled, 
 
 By the Redeemer's grace ! 
 A rough and thorny path we tread, 
 In hopes to see his face. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 We are on our journey home* 
 
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 2. The flesh dislikes the way, 
 But faith approves it well : 
 
 This only leads to endless day, 
 All others lead to hell. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 We are on our journey farm*. 
 
 3. The promised land of peace, 
 Faith keeps in constant view ; 
 
 How different from the wilderness, 
 We now are passing through. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 We are on our journey home. 
 
 4. Here often from our eyes, 
 
 Clouds hide the light divine ; ^ 
 
 There we shall have unclouded skies, ' 
 Our sun will always shine. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 We are on our journey home, 
 
 5. Here griefs, and cares, and pains, 
 And fears distress us sore ; 
 
 But there eternal pleasure reigns, * 
 And we shall weep no more. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 We are on our journey home. 
 
 HYMN 80. C. M. 
 
 1. IN all my Lord's appointed ways, 
 My journey I'll pursue ; 
 
 Hinder me not, ye much lov'd saints, 
 For I must go with you. 
 
 2. Though floods and flames, if Jesus leads, 
 I'll follow where he goes : 
 
 Hinder me not, shall be my cry, 
 Though earth and hell oppose. 
 
 3. Through duty and through trials too, 
 111 go at his "command, 
 
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 Hinder me not, lor I am bound 
 To my Immanuel's land. 
 
 4. And when my Saviour calls me home, 
 
 Still this my cry shall be, 
 • : Hinder me not, come welcome death, 
 
 I'll gladly go with thee." 
 
 HYMN 81. P. M. 
 
 Composed by a friend. 
 
 Christ the Physician of Souls. 
 
 Tune — " Come my soul and let us try.'* 
 
 1. FRIENDS of Jesus come and dwell 
 Awhile with Christ your treasure, 
 
 Gome and let your bosoms swell 
 With heaven enrapt'ring pleasure. 
 
 Sinners who with folly side, 
 Leave your scenes of pleasure, 
 
 Gome and with your Christ abide, 
 He's an endless treasure. 
 
 2. Sinners come and know awhile 
 The purest joy of feeling, 
 
 Come receive a Saviour's smile, 
 And prove his power of healing,. 
 
 He can calm the soul to rest, 
 Sooth the force of anguish, 
 
 Every one is freely blest, 
 Who for Christ cloth languish. 
 
 8. Hushed in every inward fear. 
 
 Every sorrow's banished, 
 Silenced every troubling care j 
 
 Every grief is vanished. 
 Joy supreme, within the soul, 
 
 Knows no bounds to pleasure. 
 For the heart without control, 
 
 Feeds on Christ her treasure. 
 
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 4. Drink again, my soul, of lo\e / 
 
 Enjoy the sweets of feeling. 
 Dwell on Christ, who reigns above ; 
 
 And owns the art of healing ; 
 Let the heavenly calm of love 
 
 Be thy choicest treasure ; 
 Go, my soul, for ever more 
 
 With Christ in scenes of pleasure. 
 
 HYMN 82. P. M. 
 
 1. HITHER, ye faithful, haste with songs of 
 
 triumph, 
 To Bethlehem go, the Lord of life to meet : 
 To you this day, is born a Prince and Saviour, 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 2. Oh Jesus! for such wond'rous condescension. 
 Our praise and rev'rence are an ofFring 
 
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 Now word made flesh and dwells 
 
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 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 3. Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels, 
 Let the celestial courts his praise repeat ; 
 
 Unto our God be glory in the highest, 
 Oh come, and let us worship at his feet. 
 
 HYMN 83. P. M. 
 
 1. NAY, I cannot let thee go, 
 'Till a blessing thou bestow ; 
 Do not turn a v. face, 
 Mine's an urgent, pressing case. 
 
 2. Dost thou ask me who I am? 
 
 Ah ! my Lord, thou know'st my name ; 
 Yet the question <rives a plea, " 
 To support my suit with thee. 
 
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 3. Thou didst once a wretch behold, 
 In rebellion blindly bold, 
 
 Scorn thy grace, thy pow'r defy, 
 That poor rebel, Lord, was I. 
 
 4. Once a sinner, near despair, 
 Sought thy mercy-seat by pray'r ,; 
 Mercy heard, and set him free, 
 Lord, that mercy came to me. 
 
 5. Many years have pass'd since then, 
 Many changes I have seen ; 
 
 Yet I've been upheld 'till now, 
 Who could hold me up but thou? 
 
 6. Thou hast help'd in ev'ry need, 
 This emboldens me to plead ; 
 After so much mercy past, 
 Canst thou let me sink at last? 
 
 7. No, I must maintain my hold, 
 'Tis thy goodness makes me bold ; 
 I can no denial take, 
 
 When I plead for Jesu's sake. 
 
 HYMN 84. C. M. 
 
 1. MY God was with me all the night, 
 And gave me sweet repose ; 
 
 His angels watch'd me while I slept, 
 Or I had never rose. 
 
 2. Now for the mercies of the night, 
 My humble thanks I'll pay, 
 
 And unto God I'll dedicate 
 The first fruits of the day. 
 
 3. In pressing dangers, fears, and death, 
 Thy goodness I'll adore, 
 
 And praise thee for thy mercies past, 
 And humbly hope for more. 
 
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 4. My life, if thou preserve my life, 
 Thy sacrifice shall be : 
 
 And death, when death must be my lot, 
 Shall join my soul to thee. 
 
 HYMN 85. C. If. 
 
 lt £P® counts the sorrows of his saints. 
 
 I heir groans affect his ears : 
 He has a book for their complaints, 
 
 A bottle for their tears. 
 
 2. The Lord can clear the darkest skies. 
 
 Can five us day for night, 
 .Make drops of sacred sorrow rise 
 
 To rivers of delight. 
 
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 1 ill the fair harvest come ; 
 They shall confess their sheaves are ffreat. 
 And shout the blessing home. l 
 
 HYMN 86. P. M. 
 
 1. THE gospel's joyful sound 
 
 Is music in my ears ; 
 In Jesus I have found 
 
 Relief from all my fears, 
 Darkness to light does now give place, 
 And all things wear a different face. 
 
 2. Since God is reconcil'd, 
 
 I fear no dire alarms ; 
 He owns me for his child, 
 And clasps me in his arms, 
 iransported with seraphic joy, 
 I Father, Abba Father, cry. 
 
 5. I cannot fear the law, 
 
 Its thunders now may roar, 
 
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 Since I my Saviour saw, 
 They can affright no more. 
 On wings of love I mount, I fly, 
 And Father, Abba Father, cry. 
 
 4. Death too has lost his sting, 
 
 And wears a smiling face ; 
 I hope to shout and sing, 
 
 Ev'n in his cold embrace ; 
 He'll close my eyes and shut my ears. 
 But cannot rouse my guilty fears. 
 
 5. When through the flaming sky, 
 
 I see the judge descend, 
 I'll Abba Father cry, 
 
 And hail him as my friend. 
 While standing in the gospel light, 
 There's nothing can my soul affright. 
 
 6. Now let my flowing eyes 
 
 Run down with grateful tears, 
 Since free adopting grace, 
 
 Has banished all my fears : 
 And still my sinful self denv ; 
 When I express the heav'n born cry. 
 
 7. No more let me return, 
 
 Benealii the galling yoke, 
 Or e'er embrace those chains, 
 
 Which grace divine has broke. 
 Let Abba Father be my cry. 
 In time and in eternity. 
 
 JHYMN 87- C. M. 
 
 1. IN evil long I took delight, 
 
 Unaw'd by shame or fear, 
 Till a new object struck my sight 
 
 And stopt my wild caroer. 
 
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 2. I saw one banging on a tree, 
 
 In agonies of blooa ; 
 He fixed his languid eyes on me, 
 
 As near his cross I stood. 
 
 S. Sure never till my latest breath, 
 
 Shall I forget that look, 
 \1p seem'd to charge me with his death, 
 
 Though not a word he spoke. 
 
 4. My conscience felt and own'd the guilt. 
 And plung'd me in despair : 
 
 I saw my sins his blood had spilt, 
 And help'd to nail him there. 
 
 5. Alas ! I knew not what I did, 
 But now my tears are vain ; 
 
 Wh^re shall my trembling soul be hid. 
 For I the Lord have slam. 
 
 6. A second look he gave which said, 
 I freely all forgive ; { 
 
 This blood is for thy ransom paid ; 
 I die that thou may'st live. 
 
 7. With pleasing grief and mournful joy, 
 My spirit now were fill'd 
 
 That I should such a life destrov, 
 Yet live by him I kill'd. 
 
 HYMN 88. L. M. 
 
 1. 1 KNOW that my Redeemer lives, 
 What comfort this sweet sentence gives j 
 He lives, he lives, who once was dead, 
 He lives my everlasting head! 
 
 2. He lives triumphant from the grave, 
 He lives eternally to save, 
 He lives and while he lives Til sincr, 
 He lives my Prophet, Priest, and King, 
 
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 3< He lives to bless me with his love, 
 He lives to plead for me above ; 
 Jie lives my hungry soul to feed, 
 He lives to help m time of need. 
 
 4. He lives to grant me rich supply, 
 He lives to guide me with his eye ; 
 He lives to comfort me when faint, 
 He lives to hear my soul's complaint. 
 
 5. He lives and grants me daily breath, 
 He lives and I shall conquer death ; 
 He lives my mansion to prepare, 
 
 He lives to bring me safely there ! 
 
 6. He lives all glory to his name ! 
 He lives my Jesus still the same ; 
 O the sweet joy the sentence give% 
 T know that my Redeemer lives. 
 
 HYMN 89. P. M. 
 
 ■3L YE virgin souls arise, 
 
 With all the dead awake, 
 Unto salvation wise, 
 
 Oil in your vessels take : 
 Upstarting at the midnight cry, 
 Behold your heavenly bridegroom nigk. 
 
 3. He comes, he comes, to call 
 
 The nations to his bar, 
 And take to glory all 
 
 Who meet for glory are : 
 Make ready for your full reward, 
 Go forth with joy to meet your Lord. 
 
 3. Go, meet him in the sky, 
 
 Your everlasting friend— 
 Your head to glorify, 
 
 With &!! Ms saints ascend : 
 
Ye pure in heart, obtain the grace 
 To see, without a veil, his lace. 
 
 4. Ye that have here received 
 
 The unction from above, 
 And in his spirit liv'd, 
 
 And thirsted for his love : 
 Jesus shall claim vou for his bride : 
 Rejoice with ail the sanctified. 
 
 ice in glorious hope 
 Of that great day, unknown, 
 When you shall be caught up 
 To siand before his throne ; 
 Called to partake the marriage feast, 
 And lean on our Imraanuers Dreast. 
 
 6. The everlasting doors 
 
 I soon the saints receive, 
 Witn seraphs, thrones, and powers, 
 
 In glorious joy to live : 
 And far from sorrow, pain, and sin, 
 With God eternally shut in. 
 
 7. Then let us wait to hear 
 
 The trumpet's welcome sound, 
 To see our Lord appear, 
 
 May we be watching found ! 
 Enrob'd in righteousness divine, 
 In which the Dride shall ever shine. 
 
 HYMN 90. P. M. 
 
 I. DEAREST Jesus : though unseen, 
 My believing heart must love thee ; 
 
 Poor despised Nazarene, 
 
 A true and constant friend I prove thee I 
 
 Sinking in thy balmy name, 
 O how I love my dearest Lamb 
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 2. Night and day I vent my sigh, 
 Languishing to see my Saviour, 
 
 With warm heart and wond'ring eye. 
 
 I view my dying Lord for ever : 
 Here I always would abide, 
 O this I choose and nought beside 
 
 3. Like the widow'd turtle dove, 
 
 I, dear lovely Lamb, mourn for thee : 
 Pants my soul thy love to prove, 
 
 Crying, O my God restore me, 
 To thy presence sweet and fair, 
 O how I long to meet thee there. 
 
 4. Every moment seems an age, 
 'Till thy presence shall relieve me, 
 
 'Till thy grace my woes assuage, 
 
 And thy absence no more grieve me : 
 Welcome, welcome, bleeding Lamb, 
 O how thy presence feeds the flame 
 
 5. O'er the hills I see him come, 
 Quick as darts and piercing lightning. 
 
 Scattered o'er the horrid gloom, 
 
 All thy joys are quick and bright'ning. 
 Welcome', welcome, bleeding Lamb, 
 O how I love thy dearest name. 
 
 HYMN 91. C. ML 
 
 1. YONDER— amazing sight !— I see 
 The incarnate Son of God, 
 
 Expiring on the accursed tree, 
 And welt'ring in his blood. 
 
 2. Behold a purple torrent run, 
 Down from his hands and head : 
 
 The crimson tide puts out the sun ; 
 His groans awake the dead. 
 
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 3. The trembling earth, the darken'd sky, 
 Proclaim the truth aloud ; 
 
 And with the amaz'd centurion cry, 
 u This is the Son of God." 
 
 4. So great, so vast a sacrifice 
 Mav well ray hope revive : 
 
 If Go'd's own Son thus bleeds and dies, 
 The sinner sure may live. 
 
 5. O that these cords of love divine, 
 Might draw me, Lord, to thee ! 
 
 Thou hast my heart, it shall be thine— 
 Thine it shall ever be ! 
 
 HYMN 92. P. M. 
 
 1. ANGELS, roll the rock away, 
 Death yield up thy mighty prey ; 
 See ! lie rises from ^he tomb, 
 Glowing with immortal bloom. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 2. 'Tis the Saviour, angels raise 
 Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
 Let the earth's remotest bound 
 Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 3. Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes, 
 Now to glory see him rise, 
 
 In long triumph up the sky, 
 Up to waiting worlds on high. 
 
 Halhlujah. 
 
 4. Heav'n displays her portal wide, 
 Glorious Saviour, through them ride : 
 King of glory, mount thy throne, 
 
 . Thy great Father's and thy own. 
 
 'Hallelujah. 
 
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 5. Praise him, all ye heav'nly choirs, 
 Praise and sweep your golden lyres ; 
 Shout, O earth, in Yapt'rous song, 
 Let the strains be sweet and strong. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 6. Ev'ry note with wonders swell, 
 Sin overthrown, and captiv'd hell ; 
 Where is hell's once dreaded king ? 
 Where, O death, thy mortal sting ? 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 
 HYMN 93. L. M. 
 
 1. ALL hail the power of Jesu's name ! 
 Let angels prostate fall, 
 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 To crown him Lord of ail. 
 
 2. Let high-born seraphs tune the lyre. 
 And as they tune it fall 
 
 Before his face who tunes their choir, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 3. Crown him, ye morning stars of light. 
 He fix'd this floating ball ; 
 
 Now hail the strength of Israel's might. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 4. Crown him ye martyrs of your God, 
 Who from his altar call ; 
 
 Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 5. Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, 
 Ye ransom'd of the fall, 
 
 Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 6. Hail him, ye heirs of David's line 
 Whom David Lord did call ; 
 
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 The God incarnate, man divine. 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 7. vSinners ! whose love can ne'er forge* 
 
 The wormwood and the gall, 
 Go — spread your trophies at his feet, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all 
 
 3. Let ev'ry tribe, and ev'ry tongue, 
 
 That hear the Saviour's call, 
 Now shout an universal song, 
 
 And crown him Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 94. L. M. 
 
 1. DIDST thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame. 
 And bear the cross for me ? 
 
 And shall I fear to own thy name, 
 Or shall I basely flee r " 
 
 2. Forbid it Lord that I should dread, 
 To suffer shame and loss ; 
 
 Oh ! let me in thv footsteps tread. 
 And glory in thy cross. 
 
 3. Inspire my soul with love divine, 
 And holy courage hold : 
 
 Let knowfedge, faith, and meekness shine, 
 Nor love, nor zeal grow cold. 
 
 4. Say to my soul, why dost thou fear 
 The faceof feeble man? 
 
 Behold thy heav'nly captain's here, 
 Before thee in the van. 
 
 5. Oh ! how r my soul would rise and run, 
 
 At this reviving word ; 
 Nor any painful suff'rings shun, 
 To follow thee my Lord. 
 
 6. Let sinful men reproach, defame 
 And call roe what they will, 
 
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 lf I "W b lorif y thy name, 
 And be thy servant still. 
 
 HYMN 95. P. M. 
 
 I. COME, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire, 
 Bear witness that I'm born a*ain ; 
 
 Come, and baptize me, Lord, with fire, 
 Nor let a doubt or cloud remain ; 
 
 i-Tive me the sense of sin forgiv'n, 
 
 Sweet foretaste of approaching heav'n. 
 
 2 *Su ! £ ive me the ^disputable seal, 
 1 hat ascertains the kingdom mine : 
 1 rue holiness I long to feel, 
 ,^ i h « ^nature oflove divine: 
 Oh ! sned it in my heart abroad, 
 h ulness oflove, of heav'n, of God ! 
 
 HYMN 96. P. M. 
 
 1. HARK ! from the tombs a doleful sound 
 , My ears attend the cry : 
 
 " Ye Jiving men, come view the ground. 
 Where you must shortly lie. 
 
 2. " Princes, this clay must be your bed 
 In spite of all your towers ! 
 
 The tall, the wise, the reverend head, 
 Must lie as low as ours." 
 
 3. Great God ! is this our certain doom ? 
 And are we still secure ? 
 
 Still walking downward to the tomb, 
 And yet prepare no more ? 
 
 4. Grant us the power of quick'ninor grace, 
 To fit our souls to fly : S ' 
 
 Then, when we drop this dying flesh. 
 We'll r;?c above the sky. 
 
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 HYMN 97. S. M. 
 
 1. AND will the jud^e descend ? 
 And must the dead arise ? 
 
 And not a single soul escape 
 His all discerning eyes ? 
 
 2. And from his righteous lips 
 Shall this dread sentence sound : 
 
 And through the numerous guilty throng, 
 Spread black despair around. 
 
 3. M Depart from me accurs'd, 
 To everlasting rlarne, 
 
 For rebel angels first preparM 
 Where mercy never came." 
 
 4. How will my heart endure 
 The terrorsof that day : 
 
 When earth and heav'n, "before his face^ 
 Aitonish'd shrink av 
 
 5. But ere that trumpet shakes 
 The mansions of the dead ; 
 
 Hark, from the gospel's cheering soimd : 
 What joyful tidings spread '. 
 
 6. Ye sinners, seek his graco. 
 Whose wrath ye cannot hear : 
 
 Fly to the shelter of his cross. 
 And find salvation there. 
 
 7. So shall that curse remove, 
 By which the Saviour bled ; 
 
 And the last awful day shall pour 
 His blessings on your head. 
 
 HYMN OS. L. M. 
 
 1. COME, gracious Spirit, heav'nly Dove, 
 With light and comfort from above : 
 
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 Be thou our guardian, thou our guide, 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 2. Conduct us safe, conduct us far 
 From every sin and hurtful snare ; 
 Lead to thy word that rules must give, 
 And teach us lessons how to live. 
 
 3. The light of truth to us display, 
 
 And make us know and choose thy way ; 
 Plant holy fears in ev'ry heart, 
 That we from God may never depart. 
 
 4. Lead us to holiness, the road 
 
 That we must take to dwell with God : 
 Lead us to Christ, the living way, 
 Nor let us from his pastures stray. 
 
 5. Lead us to God, our final rest, 
 In his enjoyment to be bless'd : 
 Lead us to heav'n, the seat of bliss 
 Where pleasure in perfection is. 
 
 HYMN 99. L. M. 
 
 1. O MAY I worthy prove to see 
 The saints in full prosperity ; 
 
 To see the bright, the glitt'ring bride, 
 Close seated by her Saviour's side. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 2. O may I find some humble seat, 
 Beneath my dear Redeemer's feet ; 
 A servant as before I've been, 
 And sing salvation to my king. 
 
 Hallelujah* 
 
 3. I'm glad that I am born to die, 
 From grief and wo my soul shall fly, 
 Bright angels shall convey me home, 
 Away to new Jerusalem. 
 
 Halleluiah 
 
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 4. HI praise my maker while iVe breathy 
 I hope to praise him after death, 
 
 I hope to praise him when I die, 
 And shout salvation as I fly. 
 
 Hallelujah, 
 
 5. Farewell, vain world, I'm going home, 
 My Saviour smiles and bids me come ; 
 Sweet ansrels beckon me away, 
 
 To sing Gfod's praise in endless dav. 
 
 HallelujaJu 
 
 6. 1 soon shall pass the veil of death, 
 And in his arms I'll lose my breath ; 
 And then my happy soul shall tell 
 My Jesus has done all things well. 
 
 Halldujaji. 
 
 7. 1 soon shall hear the awful sound, 
 Awake ye nations under ground : 
 Arise and drop your dying shrouds, 
 And meet king Jesus in the clouds. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 8. When to that blessed world I rise, 
 And join the anthems in the skies, 
 This note above the rest shall swell, 
 My Jesus has done all things well. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 9. Then shall I see my blessed God, 
 And praise him in tiis bright abode ; 
 My theme through all eternity, 
 Shall glory, glory, glory be. 
 
 Hallelujah. 
 
 HYMN 100. C. M. 
 
 1. MORTALS awake, with angels join. 
 
 And chant the solemn lay ; 
 .Toy, love, and gratitude combine, 
 
 To hail the auspicious day. 
 
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 2. In heaVn the rapt'rous song began, 
 While sweet seraphic fire, 
 
 Through all the shining legions ran, 
 And tun'd the golden lyre. 
 
 3. Swift through the vast expanse it flew, 
 And loud the echo rolPd ; 
 
 The theme, the song, the joy was new : 
 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 
 
 4. Down through the portals of the sky 
 The impetuous torrent ran. 
 
 And angels flew with eager joy 
 To bear the news to man. 
 
 5. Wrapt in the silence of the night 
 Lay all the eastern world, 
 
 When bursting, glorious, heav'nly light 
 The wondrous scene unfurl'd. 
 
 6. Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, 
 And glory leads the song : 
 
 Good-will and peace are heard throughout 
 The harmonious, heav'nly throng. 
 
 7. Hail prince of life, for ever hail ! 
 Redeemer, brother, friend ! 
 
 Tho' earth, and time, and life should fail, 
 Thy praise shall never end. 
 
 HYMN 101. C. M. 
 
 1. WHEN languor and disease invade 
 This trembling house of clay, 
 
 ? Tis sweet to look beyond my pains, 
 And long to fly away. 
 
 2. Sweet to look inward, and attend 
 The whispers of his love ; 
 
 Sweet to look upwards to the placo 
 Where Jesus pleads above. 
 
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 3. Sweet to look back, and see my name 
 In life's fair book set down : 
 
 Sweet to look forward, and behold 
 Eternal joys my own. 
 
 4. Sweet to reflect how grace divine 
 My sins on Jesus laid T 
 
 Sweet to remember that his blood 
 lfy debt of sufPring paid. 
 
 5. Sweet in his righteousness to stand. 
 Which saves from second death ; 
 
 Sweet to experience day by day, 
 His Spirit's quickening breath. 
 
 eet in his faithfulness to res:. 
 Whose love can never end ; 
 Sweet on his covenant of grace 
 For ail things to depend. 
 
 7. If such the sweetness of the stre • 
 
 What must the fountain be, 
 Where saints and angels draw their bliss 
 
 Immediately from th 
 
 HYMN 100. C. M. 
 
 1. SWEET to rejoice in lively hope. 
 That when my change shall come, 
 
 Angels shall liover round my bed, 
 And waft my spirit home. 
 
 2. There shall my disembodied soul 
 View Jesus and adore ; 
 
 Be with his likeness satisfy'd. 
 And grieve and sin no more. 
 
 3. Shall see him wear that very flesh 
 On which my guilt was lain ; 
 
 His love intense^his merit fresh, 
 As though Dut newly slain. 
 
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 4. Soon too, my slumb'ring dust shall hear 
 The trumpet's quick'ning sound ; 
 
 And, by my Saviour's power rebuilt, 
 At his right hand be found. 
 
 5. These eyes shall see him in that day, 
 The Goa that died for me ; 
 
 And all my rising bones shall say, 
 Lord, who is like to thee ? 
 
 6. If such the views which grace unfolds, 
 Weak as it is below, 
 
 What raptures must the church above 
 In Jesu's presence know ! 
 
 7. O may the unction of these truths 
 For ever with me stay ; 
 
 'Till, from her sinful cage dismissed, 
 My spirit flies away. 
 
 HYMN 103. C. M. 
 
 Jk. IN ev'ry trouble sharp and strong* 
 
 My soul to Jesus flies ; 
 My anchor-hold is firm in him, 
 When swelling billows rise. 
 
 2. His comforts bear my spirits up, 
 I trust a faithful God, 
 
 The sure foundation of my hope, 
 Is in a Saviour's blood. 
 
 3. Loud hallelujah sing, my soul, 
 To thy Redeemer's name ; 
 
 In joy and sorrow, life and death, 
 His love is still the same. 
 
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 HYMN 104. L. If. 6—7. 
 
 1. HEARTS of stone, relent, relent, 
 Break — by Jesirs love subdued, 
 
 See his body mangled, rent. 
 
 Cover'd with a gore of blood ! 
 Sinful soul, what nast thou done ? 
 Murder'd God's eternal Son I 
 
 2. Yes, our 9ins have done the deed, 
 Drove the nails that fix him here, 
 
 Crown'd with thorns his sacred head. 
 Pierc'd him with a soldier's spear, 
 Made his soul a sacrifice ; 
 For a sinful world he dies. 
 
 3. Shall we let him die in vain ? 
 Still to ieath pursue our God r 
 
 Open tear his wounds again, 
 
 Trample on his precious blood. 
 No : with all our sins we part : 
 Saviour take my broken heart. 
 
 HYMN 10o. C. M. 
 
 L SEE the Lord of glory dyin?, 
 See him gasping, hear him crying ; 
 
 See his burden'd bosom heave : 
 Look ye sinners, you that hung him, 
 Look how deep your sins have stung him ; 
 
 Dying sinners look and live. 
 
 2. See the rocks and mountains quaking ; 
 Earth unto her centre shaking : 
 
 Natures groans awake the Bead, 
 Look on PHaebus struck with wonders, 
 While the peals of legal thunder, 
 
 Smite the dear Redeemer's head. 
 
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 3. Heaven's bright melodious legions, 
 Chanting through the tuneful regions, 
 
 Cease to thrill the quiv'ring strings ; 
 Songs seraphic all suspended, 
 ^Tillthe mighty war was ended, 
 
 By the all victorious King. 
 
 4. Hell and all the powers infernal, 
 Vanquish'd by the King Eternal, 
 
 When he poured the vital flood : 
 By his groans which shook creation, 
 Lo I we found a proclamation ; 
 
 Peace and pardon by his blood. 
 
 5. Shout ye saints with adoration- 
 Fill with songs the wide creation, 
 
 Since he's risen from the grave : 
 Shout with joyful acclamation, 
 To the rock of your salvation, 
 
 Who alone has power to save. 
 
 6. Bear with patience, tribulation, 
 Overcoming all temptation, 
 
 'Till the glorious jubilee ; 
 Then he'll come with bursts of thunder r 
 Then shall we adore and wonder, 
 
 Singing on the highest key. 
 
 HYMN 106. C. M. 
 
 }. THRO' all the downward tracts of time. 
 
 God ? s watchful eye surveys ; 
 O, who so wise to choose our lot, 
 
 Or regulate our ways. 
 
 2. I cannot doubt his bounteous love, 
 Unmeasurably kind : 
 
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 To his unerring, gracious will, 
 
 Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 
 
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 3u Good when he gives, supremely good, 
 
 Nor less when he denies ; 
 Ev'n crosses from his sov'reign hand 
 
 Are blessings in disguise. 
 
 4. In thv fair book of life divine 
 
 My God, inscribe my name; 
 There let me fill some" humble place, 
 
 Beneath the slaughter'd Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 107. P. If. 
 
 1. CAST thy burdens on the Lord, 
 Leave them with thy Saviour ; 
 
 He, (whose hands for thee were bor'd.'' 
 Can and will deliver. 
 
 2. Why should sorrows bow thee dowr. 
 Trials or temptation ! 
 
 Is not Christ, upon the throne y 
 Still thy strong salvation ? 
 
 3. Roll thy burdens on the Lord, 
 Leave them with thy Saviour ; 
 
 He, (whose hands for thee were bor'd/: 
 Can and will deliver. 
 
 HYMN 108. P. M. 
 
 t. GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah* 
 Pilgrim through this barren land ; 
 
 I am weak, but thou art mighty — 
 Hold me with thy powerful hand : 
 
 Bread of heaven, 
 Feed me till I want no more. 
 
 2. Open now the crvstal fountam, 
 Whence the healing streams do ftow ; 
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 Let the fiery, cloudy pillar, 
 Lead me all my journey through : 
 
 Strong deliv'rer ! 
 Be thou still my strength and shield. 
 
 3. Feed me with the heav'nly manna, 
 In this barren wilderness : 
 
 Be my sword, and shield, and banner^ 
 Be my robe of righteousness : 
 
 Fight and conquer 
 All my foes by sov'reign grace. 
 
 4. When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
 Bid my anxious fears subside ; 
 
 Poe to death, and hell's destruction, 
 Land me safe on Canaan's side, 
 
 Songs of praises 
 I will ever give to thee. 
 
 HYMN 109. C. M. 
 
 1. HOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 In a believer's ear ! 
 
 It sooths his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2. It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 3. Dear name ! the rock on which I build, 
 My shield and hiding place ; 
 
 My never failing treasury, fill'd 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4. Je3us ! my shepherd, husband, friend, 
 Mv prophet, priest, and king ; 
 
 My Lord, my life, my way, my end^ 
 Accept the praise 1 bring. 
 
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 5. Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 And cold my warmest thought, 
 
 Bat when I see thee as thou art, 
 I'll praise thee as I ought. 
 
 6. 'Till then I would thy love proclaim, 
 With ev'ry fleeting breath : 
 
 And may the music of thy name 
 Refresh my soul in death. 
 
 HYMN 110. P. M. 
 
 .BEGONE! unbelief, my Saviour is near, 
 
 for mv relief will surely appear : 
 By pray'r 'let me wrestle, and he will per- 
 form. 
 With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the 
 storm. 
 
 ?. Tho' dark be my way, since he is my guide, 
 -Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide ; 
 Though cisterns be broken, and creatures all 
 
 fail, 
 The word he has spoken will surely prevail. 
 
 . His love in time past forbids me to think 
 He'll leave me at last in trouble to sink ; 
 Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review. 
 Confirms his good pleasure to bring me quite 
 through. 
 
 . Since all that I meet shall work for my good, 
 The bitter i sweet, the med'cme is food. 
 Though painful at present, 'twill cease be- 
 fore long. 
 And then, (J how pleasant, the conqueror's 
 song. 
 
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 HYMN 111. S. M. 
 
 1. MY soul, be on thy guard, 
 Ten thousand foes arise ; 
 
 And hosts of sins are pressing hard, 
 To draw thee from the skies. 
 
 2. O watch, and fight, and pray, 
 The battle ne'er cfive o'er ; 
 
 Renew it boldly ewry day, 
 And help divine implore. 
 
 3. Ne'er think the vict'ry won, 
 Nor once at ease sit down : t 
 
 Thy arduous work will not be done, 
 'Till thou hast got thy crown. 
 
 4. Fight on, my soul, till death 
 Shall bring thee to thy God ; 
 
 He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, 
 Up to his blest abode. 
 
 HYMN 112. CM. 
 
 1. APPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat 
 
 Where Jesus answers prayer ; 
 There humbly fall before his feet, 
 For none can perish there. 
 
 2. Thy promise is my only plea, 
 With this 1 venture nigh : 
 
 Thou callest burden'd souls to thee, 
 And such, O Lord, am 1. 
 
 3. Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, 
 By Satan sorely prest ; 
 
 By war without, and fears within, 
 I come to thee for rest. 
 
 4. Be thou my shield and hiding place* 
 That, shelter'd near thy side, 
 
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 I may my tierce accuser face, 
 Ami te'U him u thou hast died." 
 
 5. wond'rous love ! to bleed and die, 
 To bear the cross and shame ; 
 
 That guilty sinners, such as I. 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 
 6. " Poor tempest-tost soul be still, 
 My promised srrace receive :' 
 
 r Tis Jesus speaks. I mu3t, I will, 
 I can. I do believe. 
 
 HYMN 113. P. M. 
 
 Hie wtary Pilgrim's consolation. 
 
 1. COME, and taste along with me 
 The weary Pilgrim's consolation ; 
 
 Boundless mercy running free. 
 
 The earnest of complete salvation. 
 Joy and peace in Christ I find, 
 My heart to him is all resign'd ; 
 The fulness of his power I prove, 
 And all my soul's dissolv d in love. 
 Jesus is "the Pilgrim's portion, 
 Love is boundless as the oc 
 
 2. When the world of flesh would rise, 
 And strive to draw me from my Saviour^ 
 
 Strangers slight, or friends despise, 
 I then more highly prize his favour. 
 
 Friends, believe me'when I tell, 
 
 If Christ be present, all is well : 
 
 The world and flesh in vain may rise, 
 
 I all their efforts do despise. 
 In the world I've tribulation, 
 But in Christ I've consolation. 
 
 3. Worldlings hold me in disdain, 
 Because I shun their carnal pleasure ; 
 
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 x\ll in this which gives me pain 
 
 Is, that they slight a noble treasure. 
 But still among them, bless the LoH ! 
 There are some who tremble at his word ; 
 And this doth joy to me impart, 
 To think the Lord hath reach'd their heart. 
 
 the grace to sinners given, 
 
 Peace on earth, and crowns in heaven. 
 
 4. When I'm in the house of prayer, 
 
 1 find him with the congregation : 
 Music sweet unto my ear, 
 
 Is the glad sound of free salvation. 
 When I join to sing his praise, 
 My heart in holy raptures raise ; 
 I join, and sing, and shout aloud, 
 And disregard the gazing crowd, 
 
 Glorious theme of exultation, 
 
 What I feel is past expression. 
 
 5. When I hear the pleasing sound 
 
 Of weeping mourners just converted, 
 The dead's alive, the lost is found, 
 
 The Lord hath healed the broken hearted. 
 My heart exults, my spirits glow, 
 I love my Lord and" brethren so, 
 Oh, had I wings like Noah's dove, 
 I soon would sing with those above. 
 
 Glory, honour,"and salvation, 
 
 What I feel is past expression. 
 
 6. Why should I regard the frowns 
 
 Of those who mock, deride, or slight me ; 
 Soon I'll lie beneath the ground, 
 
 Beyond the reach of those who hate me. 
 Sorrows, toils, and sufferings o'er, 
 When once we reach that happy shore ; 
 There, with the shining hosts above, 
 I'll sing and shout redeeming love. 
 
 Blessings there beyond expression, 
 
 Ever roll in sweet succession. 
 
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 7. Sinners, you may laujrh and scorn : 
 Your moments lost will be lamented ; 
 
 The awful day is hastening on, 
 
 When you will wish you had repented. 
 Death in "its embraces cold, 
 Will soon your mortal bodies hold, 
 Then all your pleasures take their flight, 
 And down you'll sink to endless night : 
 While you're of that guilty nurmSer, 
 Your destruction doth not slumber. 
 
 8. Fellow sinner go with me ; 
 
 My heart's enlarged to receive you : 
 Slight not mercy ofTer'd free, 
 
 Come to Jesus he'll relieve you : 
 But if you ofTer'd grace refuse, 
 And will destruction ever choose ; 
 Unhappy soul your guilt and blood, 
 Will rest on your defenceless head : 
 
 Darkness, torment, pain, and sorrow, 
 
 May be yours before to-morrow. 
 
 9. Mourner see your Saviour stand, 
 With arms expanding to receive you ; 
 
 He spreads for you his bleeding hands, 
 Venture on him, he'll relieve you : 
 
 Cast all your doubts and fears aside, 
 
 The door of mercy's open wide . 
 
 The fountain flows which saves from sin ; 
 
 Come now believe and enter in. 
 Don't distrust your blessed Saviour ; 
 Come, believe," and live for ever. 
 
 HYMN 114. P. M. 
 
 1. Vital spark of heavenly flame, 
 Quit, oh quit, this mortal frame : 
 Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, 
 Oh, the pain, the bliss of dying ! 
 Cease fond nature, cease thy strife, 
 And let me languish into life. 
 
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 2. Hark ! the whisper : angels say, 
 Sister spirit, come away : 
 What is this absorbs me quite ? 
 Steals my senses, shuts my sight ? 
 
 Drowns my spirit, draws my breath ? 
 Tell me, my soul, can this be death ? 
 
 3. The world recedes : it disappears ! 
 Heav'n opens on my eyes ! my ears 
 
 With sounds seraphic ring ! 
 Lend, lend, your wings ! I mount ! I fly .' 
 O grave ! where is thy victory ? 
 
 O death ! where is thy sting ? 
 
 HYMN 115.— 7. 8. 
 
 I 1. ONE there is above all others, 
 Well deserves the name of Friend ; 
 His is love, beyond a brother's, 
 Costly, free, and knows no end. 
 
 2. Which of all our friends to save us, 
 Could or would have shed his blood? 
 
 But this Saviour died to have us, 
 ReeonciPd in him to God. 
 
 3. When he liv'd on earth abased, 
 Friend of sinners was his name ; 
 
 Now, above all glory raised, 
 He rejoices in the same. 
 
 4. Oh ! for grace our hearts to soften ! 
 Teach us. Lord, at length to love ; 
 
 We alas ! forget too often, 
 What a friend we have above. 
 
 HYMN 116. P. M. 
 
 1. O ZTON, afflicted with wave ut>od wave, 
 Whom no man can comfort, whom no mat; 
 can save, 
 
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 Surrounded with troubles, with terror dis- 
 may' d, 
 
 With toiling and rowing thy strength is 
 decav'd. 
 
 Loud roa'ring the billows, now night, thee 
 o'erwhelm, 
 
 But skilful the pilot that sits at the helm; 
 
 His wisdom conducts thee, his power shall 
 defend, 
 
 'Tis he, all victorious, thy warfare shall end. 
 
 2. O fearful, O faithless, in mercy he cries, 
 What though high the surges to affright thee 
 
 arise : 
 Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall 
 
 stand, 
 Through tossings and tempests I'll bring thee 
 
 to land. 
 Forget thee I will not, I care for thy name, 
 Engrav'd on my heart, it shall ever remain. 
 The palms of my hands, when I look on I see, 
 The wounds I receiv'd when I suffered for 
 
 thee. 
 
 3. The fearful, the faithless, the weak are my 
 
 care, 
 The helpless, the hopeless, I hear their sad 
 
 prayer ; — 
 Through great tribulation my people I bring; 
 And when they reach heaven the louder 
 
 they'll sing. 
 I feel at my heart, all thy sighs and thy 
 
 groans, 
 For thou art most nigh me, my flesh and my 
 
 hones ; 
 In all thy afflictions, though great is thy pain, 
 They all are most needful, not one is in vain. 
 
 4. The day of eternal salvation draws near, 
 When Jesus our leader will dry every tear. 
 
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 Our bodies and souls shall his glory partake 
 Wh ^ 6 aX Pet ShaH SOuJ ' aWS ' 
 Flg charg^ ° ld S ° ldierS ' y° u ' U soon b * dis- 
 With^™,™* en , de dyourtreasure enlarg'd, 
 may r^r : shoutln *. though Jorlan 
 
 s'll ent 
 shore. 
 
 may roar ; 
 We 'ihn e 5 er fair Canaan > a " d "tuid on the 
 
 HYMN 117. P. M. 
 
 1. DROOPING saints no longer grieve ; 
 
 Heaven is propitious, h ' 
 
 It on Christ you do believe ; 
 
 You will find him precious. 
 
 2. Jesus now is passing by, 
 Call the mourner to^im': 
 
 He has died for you and I, 
 -Now look up and view him. 
 
 3. From his hands, his feet, his side, 
 Kuns a healing fountain ; 
 
 See the consolation tide ; 
 Boundless as the ocean. 
 
 4. See the living waters move, 
 For the sick and dying ; 
 
 Now resolve to gain his love, 
 Or to perish trying. 
 
 5. Grace's store is always free, 
 Drooping souls to gladden: 
 
 Jesus calls ; " Come unto me :" 
 Weary heavy laden. 
 
 6. Though your sins like mountain hteh 
 Rise and reach to heaven ; 8 ' 
 
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 3oon as you, on him rely, 
 " All shall be forgiven. 
 
 T. Now methinks, I hear one say, 
 
 I will go unto him ; 
 If he takes my sins away ; 
 
 Surely I shall love him. 
 
 S. Streaming mercy, how it flows, 
 
 Now I know I feel it : 
 Half has never yet been told. 
 
 Yet I want to* tell it. 
 
 9. Jesus' blood has heal'd my wound?, 
 
 Oh the wondrous story : 
 I was lost but now I'm found 
 
 Glory 1 Glory 1 Glory ! 
 
 10. Glory to my Saviour's name, 
 Saints are bound to love him ; 
 
 Mourners you may do the same, 
 Only come and prove him. 
 
 11. Heaven's here and heaven's therc^ 
 Glory's here and yonder ; 
 
 Brightest seraphs shout Amen, 
 While all the angels wonder. 
 
 HYMN 118. P. M. 
 
 . COME, and taste along with me, 
 Consolation running free, 
 From my father's wealthy throne, 
 Sweeter than the honey comb. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 ril praise God. and you'll praise Oorf, 
 And we'll all praise God together ; 
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 rttp doit the Lordfor the w ° rk that >« *J 
 
 Jlnd we'll bless his name for ever. 
 
 2. Why should Christians feast alone ' 
 Two are better far than one ; 
 
 MptfT l !l at come with free £ ood will > 
 
 Makes the banquet sweeter still. 
 
 I'll praise God, fyc. 
 
 3. Now I go to heaven's door, 
 Asking for a little more ; 
 Jesus gives a double share, 
 Calling me his chosen heir. 
 
 I'll praise God, fyc. 
 
 4. Goodness running like a stream, 
 Ihrough the new Jerusalem ; 
 By its constant breaking forth 
 Sweetens earth and heaven both. 
 
 m praise God, fyc 
 
 5. Saints in glory sing aloud, 
 For to see an heir of God, 
 Coming in at heaven's door, 
 Making up the number more. 
 
 HI praise God, fyc. 
 6.Heav'n here, and heav'n there, 
 Comforts flowing every where'; 
 This I boldly can attest, 
 That my soul has got a taste. 
 
 ni praise God, ty-c. 
 7. Now I go rejoicing home, 
 * rom the banquet of perfume ; 
 Gleaning manna on the road, 
 Dropping from the mount of God. 
 
 ril praise God, fyc. 
 S. O return, ye sons of grace, 
 Turn and see God's smiling face : 
 
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 Hark ! he calls backsliders home, 
 Then from him no longer foam. 
 
 PR praise God, Sfc. 
 
 HYMN 119. L. M. 
 
 1. OH ! give me, Lord, my sins to mourn, 
 My sins which have thy body torn ; 
 Give me with broken heart to see*, 
 Thy last tremendous agony. 
 
 2. O could I gain the mountain's height, 
 And gaze upon that wondrous si^ht ; 
 O that with Salem's daughters, I 
 Could stand and see my Saviour die. 
 
 3. I'd hang around his feet and cry. 
 Lord save a soul condemn'd to die, 
 And let a wretch come near thy throne, 
 To plead the merits of thy Son. 
 
 4. Father of mercy ! drop thy frown, 
 And give me shelter in thy Son ; 
 And with my broken heart comply, 
 O give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 5. O Lord, deny me what thou wilt, 
 
 If thou wouldst ease me of my guilt ; 
 Good Lord, in mercy hear me cry, 
 And give me Jesus or I die. 
 
 6. O save my soul from gaping hell, 
 Or else with devils I must dwell ; 
 Oh might I enter, now I'm come ; 
 Lord Jesus save, or I am gone. 
 
 HYMN 120. P. M. 
 
 1. EXULTING, rejoicing, hail the happy 
 morning, 
 The morning on which the Saviour Christ 
 was born ; 
 
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 Angels of mercy who his birth attend, 
 O bear our loud hosannahs through the 
 
 sky. 
 
 2. Salvation proclaiming to the guilty nations, 
 He comes in the glory, and in the power of 
 
 God ; 
 Angels of mercy, who his step attended, 
 O bear our loud hosannahs through the 
 sky. 
 
 3. Devoted, submissive, on the cross, expiring, 
 He bows to the mandate of his Father God ; 
 Angels of pity, who his death attended, 
 
 O bear our loud hosannahs through the 
 
 sky. 
 
 4. He rose from the dead, and up to heaven 
 
 ascended ; 
 And now intercedeth for the sons of men : 
 Who would not love so gracious a Redeemer ; 
 We hail thee ! Prince and Saviour of lo9t 
 mankind. 
 
 HYMN 121. P. M. 
 
 FOR C.WP-MEETIJYG. 
 
 1. THE trump of the Gospel resounds thro' the 
 
 land, 
 Repent, for the kingdom of heav'n's at hand ! 
 Awake thou that sleepest, arise from the 
 
 dead, 
 And Christ shall enlighten, and raise up thy 
 
 head. 
 
 2. While the rich, poor, wise, simple, the aged 
 
 and youth, 
 In the north, south, and west, are embracing 
 the truth— 
 
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 Bring near, heavenly Father, to us the glad 
 
 hour, 
 The times of refreshing— the day of thy 
 
 power. 
 
 3. With bowels of mercy, O Jesus survey, 
 The great congregation assembled to-day ; 
 Of names and sects divers— the price of thy 
 
 blood, 
 Who loner have revolted, and wander' d from 
 Go°d. 
 
 4. Let the cloud of thy glory o'ershadow the 
 
 whole — 
 A deep veneration impress on each soul — 
 And strengthen thy servants thy w 7 ord to 
 
 proclaim, 
 And work for the honour and praise of thy 
 
 name. 
 
 5. In copious effusions thy free Spirit shed, 
 Requicken the living, and quicken the dead ! 
 On penitent sinners thine own image stamp, 
 And awaken the shout of a king in the camp. 
 
 6. Let bigotry fall. Lord, like Dagon of old, 
 O'eitarn Satan's kingdom— thy standard un- 
 fold, 
 
 And raise up an army thy name to adore, 
 While life's current 'flows and when time is 
 no more. 
 
 HYMN 122. C. M 
 
 1. WHEN faith presents the Saviour's death, 
 
 And whispers, " thi3 is mine :" 
 Sweetly my rising hours advance, 
 And peacefully deoline. 
 
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 2. Let outward things go how they will, 
 On thee I cast my care ; 
 
 But let me reign with thee in heaven, 
 Though most unworthy here. 
 
 3. Faith in thy love shall sweeten death, 
 And smooth the rugged way ; 
 
 Smile on me, dearest Lord, and then, 
 I shall not wish to stay. 
 
 HYMN 123. P. M. 
 
 V ON the brink of fiery ruin, 
 
 Justice, with a flaming sword, 
 Was my guilty soul pursuing, 
 
 When I first beheld my Lord. 
 
 2. Terrified with Sinai's thunder, 
 Straight I flew to Calvary, 
 
 Where T saw with love and wonder, 
 Him by faith, who died for me. 
 
 3. " Sinner," he exclaim'd, " I've loved thee 
 With an everlasting love ; 
 
 Justice has in me approv'd thee ; 
 Thou shalt dwell with me above." 
 
 4. Sweet as angels' notes in heaven, 
 When to golden harps they sound, 
 
 Is the voice of sins forgiven, 
 To the soul by Satan bound. 
 
 5. Sweet as angels' harps in glory, 
 Was that heav'nly voice to me, 
 
 When I saw my Lord before me 
 Bleed and die to set me free ! 
 
 6. Saints attend with holy wonder ! 
 Sinners, hear and sing* his praise : 
 
 'Tis the God that, holds the thunder, 
 Shows himself the God of grace. 
 
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 HYMN 124. C. M. 
 
 Class-Meeting. 
 
 1. LORD ! when together here we meet, 
 And taste thy heav'nly grace, 
 
 Thv smiles are so divinely s T .veet, 
 We're loath to leave the place. 
 
 2. Yet, Father, since it is thy will 
 That we must part again," 
 
 O let thy gracious presence still 
 With ev'ry one remain. 
 
 3. Thus let us all in Christ be one, 
 Bound with the cords of love, 
 
 'Till we around thy gracious throne 
 Shall joyous meet above. 
 
 4. Where sin and sorrow from each heart, 
 Shall then for ever fly, 
 
 And not one thought that we should part, 
 Once intercept our joy. 
 
 5. Where, void of all distracting pains, 
 Our spirits ne'er shall tire : 
 
 But in seraphic, heavenly strains, 
 Redeeming love admire. 
 
 6. And thus, through all eternity, 
 Upon the heav'nly shore, 
 
 The great mysterious One in Three, 
 Jehovah we'll adore. 
 
 HYMN 125. P. M. 
 
 . A FEW more days on earth to spend, 
 And ail my toils and cares shall end, 
 Then I shall see my God and friend, 
 And praise his name on high. 
 
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 There's no more sighs, and no more tears, 
 I here s no more pains, and no more fears 
 -But God and Christ and heav'n appears, 
 Unto the ravished eye. 
 
 2. Then, oh ! my soul, despond no more, 
 -the storm of life will soon be o'er, 
 And I shall find the peaceful shore, 
 
 ut everlasting rest. 
 O happy day ! joyful hour, 
 When freed from earth, my soul shall tower 
 Beyond the reach of Satan's power, 
 
 ±o be for ever blest. 
 
 3. My soul anticipates the day, 
 I'd joyfully the call obey, 
 Which summonses my s*oul away, 
 
 To seats prepar'd above. 
 There I shall see my Saviour's face, 
 And dwell in his belov'd embrace, 
 And taste the fulness of his orace, 
 
 And sing redeeming love. ° 
 
 4. Thouo-h ,j ire a ffli ctiong press me sore, 
 And death's black billows roll before, 
 Yet still hy faith, I see the shore, 
 
 -Beyond the rolling flood: 
 The heav'nly Canaan sweet and fair, 
 .Before my ravish'd eyes appear, 
 And makes me almost tfynk I'm there, 
 
 To yonder bright abode. 
 
 5. To earthly cares I'd say farewell, 
 And triumph over death and hell, 
 Ami go where saints and angels dwell, 
 
 To praise the eternal Three. 
 I'll join with them that's goi,e before, 
 Who sing and shout their sufferings o'er, 
 Where pain and parting is no more, 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
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 ft. Adieu ye scenes of noise and show, 
 And all this region here below, 
 Where nought but disappointments grow, 
 
 A better world's in view. 
 My Saviour calls ! I haste away, 
 I would not here for ever stay, 
 Hail ! ye brigrht realms of endless day, 
 Vain world, once more adieu. 
 
 HYMN 126. L. M. 
 
 5 IWDA Y MORXIXG. 
 
 1. GRANT, gracious father, that this day. 
 In peace and comfort I may spend, 
 
 Banish all worldly thoughts away, 
 And let my prayers to thee ascend. 
 
 2. Keep me in thought, in word, and deed, 
 From sayin? and doing wrong ; 
 
 Supply whate'er thou knowest I need, 
 
 And swell, with grateful praise, my tongue. 
 
 3. That at its close I may survey 
 
 Each thought, each wbrd, and action past, 
 And conscience, whisp'rincr comfort, say, 
 " You need not fear, tho* 'twere yourlast." 
 
 4. 'Tis thus, oh God ! each day I'd spend, 
 'Tis thus I would each hour improve. 
 
 And when this transient life shall end, 
 Resign myself unto thy love. 
 
 HYMN 127. L. M 
 
 AXOTHER. 
 
 1. OH thou whose guardian care hath kept 
 Us safe from danger whilst we slept, 
 
 And now again, our souls hath blest, 
 With this, another day of rest. 
 
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 2. Gather thou in each wand'ring thought 
 Nor let it longer rove from thee, 
 
 May thy same mercy that hath bought 
 Our souls from sin, " still keep them free." 
 
 3. Oh let thy love this day direct 
 
 Our wand'ring feet in paths of peace, 
 From sin and wrath our souls protect, 
 And bid each jarring passion cease. 
 
 4. May peace and meekness ever dwell 
 Within our hearts, may love divine, 
 
 With gratitude our bosoms swell, 
 And pardoning mercy seal us thine. 
 
 HYMN 128. P. M. 
 
 1. GREAT God, on thee our trust is stay'd, 
 For in thy holy word 'tis said, 
 
 Those who on thee rely, 
 Shall the full measure of thy love, 
 With ev'ry gracious promise prove. 
 
 And never, never die. 
 
 2. That thought shall wake our slumb'ring 
 
 powers, 
 And comfort us in those dark hours, 
 
 When troubles gather round : 
 For he who has the promise given, 
 Will, if our thoughts are fix'd on heaven, 
 
 A ready help tie found. 
 
 3. When earth itself shall melt away, 
 And nature's brightest sun decay ; 
 
 The moon be turn'd to blood, 
 He'll beai us up, he's promised more, 
 He'll land our souls on Canaan's shore* 
 Above the fiery flood 
 
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 HYMN 1*29. P. M. 
 
 1. YOUNG people all attention give, 
 While I address you in God's name. 
 
 You who in sin and 'folly live, 
 Come hear the council of a friend. 
 
 I sought for bliss in glitt'ring toys. 
 And ransr'd the luring scenes of vice. 
 
 But never found substantial joys 
 Until I heard my SaviourVvoice. 
 
 2. He 3pake my sins at once forgiv'n. 
 And wash'd my load of guilt away, 
 
 He gave me pardon, peace, and heaven. 
 
 And thus I found the good old way : 
 And now with trembling sense I view, 
 
 Huge billows roil beneath your feet. 
 For death eternal waits for you. 
 
 Who slight the force of gospel truth. 
 
 3. Youth, like the soring, will soon be <?one. 
 By fleeting time, or conquering death ; 
 
 Yon morning sun may set at noon, 
 And leave you ever in the dark : 
 
 Your sparkling eyes and blooming cheeks 
 Must wither, like the blasted rose, 
 
 The coffin, earth, and winding sheet, 
 Will soon your active limbs enclose. 
 
 4. Ye heedless ones that wildly stroll, 
 The grave must soon become your bed ; 
 
 Where silence reigns, and vapours roll, 
 In solemn silence round your head : 
 
 Your friends may pass that lonesome place, 
 And with a sio"h move slowly on, 
 
 Still gazing on the spires of grass, 
 
 With which youi graves are overgrown. 
 
 5. But O ! the soul where venjr^ance reigns, 
 It sinks with groans and ceaseless cries, 
 
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 It roll 3 amidst the burning flames 
 in enalcss wo and agonies : 
 
 Who^'f^'V'P in darke st night, 
 ToT^f- d f Vlls how1 ' and thunders roar, 
 Vrl ge i" keen aes P air and ff „ilt, ' 
 
 When tiiousand thousand years are o'er. 
 
 * 5 'of ! a n 1I T y , 0u ^ h - this is the ^ate 
 
 Of all who do free grace refuse, 
 
 And soon with you 'twill be too late, 
 
 Com. T' ay ° f We in Christ t0 c "oose : 
 Come lay your carnal weapons by, 
 
 FW w ?^ er fi ? hta g ain «t your God ; 
 But with my mission now comply 
 And heaven shall be your great reward. 
 
 HYMN 130. P. M. 
 
 *' «wT T y °" se u e - ^ Jesus c °™ng, 
 
 with ti y ?K see h i m in y° nde ' cl A 
 
 w£ VI tnousand a ngels round him 
 
 How they do my Jesus crowd: 
 1 um 6 and £° and raee t him ; 
 
 He 11 embrace me in his arms ; 
 In the arms of my dear Jesus, 
 
 U there is ten thousand charms. 
 2. Death shall not destroy my comfort, 
 
 Christ shall guide me through the gloom, 
 Down he'll send some heav'nly convoy 
 
 1 o convey my spirit home : 
 
 wt", 8 streams . shall ne'er o'erflow me, 
 
 While my Saviour's by my side, 
 Canaan, Canaan, lies before me 
 
 Rise and cross the swelling tide. 
 3. See the happy spirits waiting, 
 
 On the banks beyond the stream, 
 hweet responses still repeatino- 
 
 Jesus, Jesus, is their theme ; 
 
 'me, 
 
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 See, they whisper ! hark ! they call me, 
 
 ir spirit co 
 Lo I come ! earth can't contain me, 
 Hail ye realms of endless day. 
 
 4. Worlds of light and crowns of glory 
 Far above yon azure sky. 
 
 Tho' by faith* I now explore ye, 
 
 FU e'niov you soon on high : 
 Soon I'll gain a full possession, 
 
 Faith and hope shalJ henceforth cease, 
 Lost in love's exhaustless ocean, 
 
 Love that sweetest, brightest grace. 
 
 5. Swiftly roll ye lingering hours, 
 Seraphs lend" your glitt'ring wings, 
 
 Lov<* absorbs my ransom'd powers, 
 Heav'nly sound around me rings : 
 
 Worlds above are bright and glorious, 
 All beneath are dark and void. 
 
 Conquest gain'd. I'll shout victorious, 
 In the praises of my God. 
 
 6. Smiling angels now surround me, 
 Trooos "resplendent fill the skies, 
 
 Glory shining all around me, 
 While my towering spirit flies : 
 
 Jesus clad in dazzling splendour, 
 Now methinks appears in view, 
 
 Brethren could you see my Jesus, 
 You would serve and love him too. 
 
 HYMN 131. P. M. 
 
 1. STOP, poor sinners, and look yonder, 
 See your sins like mountains rise, 
 
 O astonishing the number, 
 Higher mounting than the skies : 
 Cry for mercy, 
 
 Dread the death that never dies. 
 
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 2. On the crumbling banks of ruin, 
 How can you securely dwell ? 
 
 Sinners, vengeance is pursuing, 
 And will sweep you down to hell : 
 Then to heaven, 
 Finally you'll bid farewell. 
 
 3. Doom'd where sorrows behind sorrows, 
 * oilo,w on without control, 
 
 Floods of vengeance big with horror, 
 Without intermission roll : 
 Wrath vindictive 
 Overwhelms the guilty soul. 
 
 4. Wrapt in sheets of black damnation, 
 v 1 here the curling flames surround, 
 
 • i orments endless, no cessation, 
 Mercy there cannot be found : 
 Dismal yellings, and 
 In those lower regions bound. 
 
 5. See yon sun how swift he hasteth 
 Through the circuit of the skies ; 
 
 How your golden moments wasteth, 
 binners pray at length be wise : 
 O ! he's setting, 
 And may set no more to rise. 
 
 6. See how fast your time is flying, 
 Will ye sinners yet delay ? 
 
 One is gone, another's dying, 
 O ! to God for mercy pray : 
 Time is precious : 
 God may next call you away. 
 
 7 * ™?^ s the time for Preparation, 
 While the vital air you breathe ; 
 
 bod is offering you salvation, 
 Calls you yet to turn and live : 
 Boundless mercy : 
 
 All who comes he will receive. 
 
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 8. See the precious bloc! of Jesus. 
 
 Streaming from the curse d tree, 
 Will not this suffice to grieve us, 
 
 Jesus spilt his blood for me, 
 Come then sinners, 
 And his great salvation see. 
 
 HYMN 13-2. P. If. 
 
 1. OUR bondage it shall end by and by, 
 
 From Egypt's yoke set free ; 
 Hail the glorious jubilee, 
 And to Canaan we'll return by and by. 
 
 2. Our deliverer he shall come bv and by, 
 
 And our sorrows have an en3. 
 With our threescore years and ten, 
 And vast glory crown the day by and by. 
 
 3. Tho' our enemies are strong, we'll go on, 
 
 Tho' our hearts dissolve with fear, 
 Lo Sinai's God is near, 
 While the fiery pillow moves we'll go on. 
 
 4. Tho' Marah has bitter streams we'll go on, 
 
 Tho' Baca's vale be dry, 
 And the land yield no supply ; 
 To a land of corn and wine we'll go on. 
 
 5. And when to Jordan's floods we are come, 
 
 Jehovah rules the tide, 
 And the waters he'll divide, 
 And the ransom'd host shall shout we are come. 
 
 6. Then friends shall meet again who havelov'd 
 
 Our embraces shall be sweet 
 At the dear Redeemer's feet, 
 When we meet to part no more who have lov'd. 
 
 7. Then with all the happy throng we'll rejoice, 
 
 Shouting glory to our king, 
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 'Till the vaults of heaven ring, 
 And thro' all eternity we'll rejoice. 
 
 HYMN 133. C. M. 
 
 1. SWEET muse descend, and bless the shac 
 And bless the ev'ning grove ! 
 
 Business and noise, and day are fled, 
 And every are but love. 
 
 2. 'Tis no mean beauty of the ground, 
 That hath enslav'd my eyes ; 
 
 I faint beneath a nobler wound, 
 Nor love below the skies. 
 
 3. Jesus has all mv pow'rs possess'd, 
 My hopes, my fears, my joys : 
 
 He, the dear sovereign of my breast, 
 Shall still command my voice. 
 
 4. Some of the fairest choirs above, 
 Shall flock around my song, 
 
 With joy to hear the name they love 
 Sound from a mortal tongue. 
 
 5. His charms shall make my numbers flow \ 
 And hold the falling flood, 
 
 While silence sits on every bough, 
 And bends the list'ning wood. 
 
 6. I'll carve thy passion on the bark, 
 And every wounded tree, 
 
 Shall droop, and bear some mystic mark, 
 That Jesus died for me. 
 
 7. The swains shall wonder when they read, 
 Inscrib'd on all the grove, 
 
 That heav'n itself came down and bled, 
 To win a mortal's love. 
 
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 HYMN 1^34. P. |l. 
 
 IT grieves me, Lord, it grieves me sore r 
 ' That I have lived to thee no more, 
 Ana wasted half my days ; 
 Mv inward pow'r shall bum and name. 
 
 . zeai and passion lor thy name : 
 I could not speak but tor my Lrod, 
 Nor move but to ins praise. 
 
 2. What are my eyes, but aids to see 
 The glories of the deity, 
 
 [nscrib'd with beams of light ; 
 In now rs and stars, Lord, 1 behold, 
 The Binning azure green and gold, 
 But when f try to read thy name, 
 A dimness veils my sight. 
 
 . Mine ears are rais'd when Virgil sings, 
 Sicilian swains and Trojan kings, 
 
 And drink ttie music 111, 
 Whv should the trumpet's brazen voice, 
 Or oaten reed aw ake my joys, 
 Ana vet my heart so stupid lie, 
 
 When sa'ered hymns begin. 
 
 . Change me, O God ! my rlesh shall be 
 An instrument of song to thee, 
 
 And now the notes inspire ; 
 My tongue shall keep the heav'nly chime. 
 My cheerful pulse shall beat the time, 
 And sweet variety of sound, 
 
 Shall in thy praise conspire. 
 
 5. The dearest nerve about my heart 
 Should it Tefuse to bear a part, 
 
 With my melodious breath, 
 I'd tear away the vital chord, 
 A bloody victim to my Lord, 
 And live without that impious string, 
 Or show my zeal in death. 
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 HYMN 135. P. M. 
 
 1. FATHER of mercies, God of love f 
 Oh, hear a humble suppliant's cry ; 
 
 Bend from thy lofty seat above, 
 Thy throne of glorious majesty : 
 
 Oh, deign to listen to my voice, 
 
 And bid this drooping heart rojoice. 
 
 2. 1 urge no merits of my own, 
 For I, alas, am all that's vile ; 
 
 No — when I bow before thy throne, 
 
 Dare to converse with God awhile, 
 Thy name, blest Jesus, is my plea, 
 That dearest, sweetest name to me. 
 
 3. Within this heart of mine, I feel 
 The weight of sin's oppressive load : 
 
 Oh help ! or else I sink to hell, 
 
 Crush'd by thine arm, avenging God I 
 Entomb'd within that dread al>yss, 
 And exil'd from the realms of bliss. 
 
 4. But ah ! the thought alone is hell — 
 That prospect drives me to despair $ 
 
 For who can 'mid those horrors dwell ? 
 Or who those dreadful torments bear ? 
 Where not a ray of hope appears, 
 Or beam of joy the bosom cheers! 
 
 5. Yet mighty God ! thy powerful arm 
 Can snatch me from that dread abode ; 
 
 Can shield me from the impending harm, 
 And ease me of my heavy load : 
 
 One pard'ning word can make me whole, 
 
 And sooth the anguish of my soul. 
 
 0. Father of mercies, God of Love ! 
 Then, hear thy humble suppliant's cry. 
 
 Bend from thy lofty seat above, 
 Thy throne of glorious majesty: 
 
 Oh ! listen to a sufferer's voice, 
 
 Tben shall tl*ifl bleeding heart rej-oice* 
 
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 HYMN 136. L. If. 
 
 AXOTHER. 
 
 1. SOON will this mortal life be o'er, 
 The body moulder into dust ; 
 
 Naked my soul will stand before 
 A God that's holy, pure, and just, 
 
 2. Its standing doom of bliss or wo 
 Will from Fhe great I AM receive. 
 
 Up to the realms of glory go, 
 f)r in hell's torments ever live. 
 
 3. Without an interest in the blood 
 Of Jesus, shed on Calvary, 
 
 We can't escape his vengeful rod, 
 Howe'er so moral here we be. 
 
 4. Away then all self-righteousnes?, 
 
 keep arise, 
 Be justified by faith, through grace, 
 And claim a mansion in Ihe skies. 
 
 5. Perfection's height may I ascend, 
 And feel my so ,r l dissolved in love, 
 
 That when my days below shall end, 
 Angels may wait my soul above. 
 
 HYMN 137. P. M. 
 
 1. O HEARKEN sinners we have cause 
 To warn you of your danger, 
 
 We pray be reconcil'd to him 
 Who bnce lay in a manger. 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 fjo ! every one that thirsts^ 
 Come ye to the waters. 
 
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 Preely drink and quench your thirst, 
 Ye Ziori's sons and daughters. 
 
 2. The awful God who made our soul, 
 And all the world around you, 
 
 Doth charge you with ten thousand crimes 
 But hateth to confound you. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fy( 
 
 3. O seek the circumcising grace, 
 Be wise, do not refuse it, 
 
 For if you seek your life to save, 
 You will be sure to lose it. 
 
 Ho ! every one, ty"< 
 
 4. The cross of Christ you have to bear, 
 Fearless of persecution, 
 
 Or groan you will, when time shall cease, 
 In darkness and confusion. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc 
 
 5. Come all ye humble, weeping souls, 
 Who long to be forgiv'n, 
 
 We bring glad tidings unto you, 
 From the good Lord of heav'n. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc 
 
 6. There is a fountain deep and wide, 
 For sin and all uncleanness, 
 
 Come drink and wash, and be made white, | 
 And prove the gospel fulness. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyt 
 
 ^7. Oh ! see the crowd that's traveling on, 
 
 In paths of self-denial, 
 They march along the banks of love, 
 And long for your arrival. 
 
 Ho ! every one, 8f< 
 
 8. Shall unbelief debar you from 
 The knowledge of your Saviour, 
 
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 Believe and you'll be justified, 
 Believe and live for ever. 
 
 Ho ! every one, eye. 
 
 9. I'm not surprised that saints do sing, 
 
 Or angels shout and wonder, 
 I would lung glory if I could, 
 
 As loud as mighty thunder. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc. 
 
 \0. My night of sin and grief is gone, 
 My soul is fiird with glory, 
 Oh ! for a thousand tongues to tell 
 Love's animating story. 
 
 Ho ! every one, %fc. 
 
 11. Let heav'n and earth with me unite, 
 And sing and shout hosannah, 
 
 The Lord has pardon'd all my sins, 
 And fill'd my soul with manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, ^e. 
 
 12. Poor sinners often laugh and scoff, 
 Because [ sing hosannah, 
 
 But they don't know what this doth mean, 
 My soul is eating manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc. 
 
 13. My old companions think I'm lost 
 Because I sing hosannah, . 
 
 But they would sin^ as loud as me, 
 If they had tasted manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fye. 
 
 14. The cold professors do detest 
 Such loud noise and hosannahs ; 
 
 And so did we before we sought, 
 And found this holy manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, Sft. 
 
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 15. When on my dying bed I lay, 
 My soul shall sing hosannah, 
 
 With happy saints that shout around, 
 We'll have a feast of manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc. 
 
 16. A glorious throng have gone before, 
 Who sing and shout hosannah, 
 
 They stand around the tree of life, 
 And always gather manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, Sfc. 
 
 17. Come on ye followers of the Lamb 
 Love God and sing hosannah, 
 
 We soon shall join that holy throng, 
 And always live on manna. 
 
 Ho ! every one, fyc. 
 
 HYMN 138. P. M. 
 
 The wheat and tares. 
 
 X. THO' in the outward church below, 
 The wheat and tares together grow ; 
 Jesus e'er long will weed the crop, 
 And pluck the tares in anger up : 
 
 For sooji the reaping time ivill come f 
 And angels shout the harvest home. 
 
 2. Will it relieve their horrors there, 
 To recollect their stations here, 
 
 How much they heard, how much they knew 
 How much among the wheat they grew ? 
 JFV soon the reaping time, £fc, 
 
 3. Oh ! this will aggravate their case, 
 They perish' d under means of grace f 
 To them the word of life and faith 
 Became an instrument of death. 
 
 And soon, SfC* 
 
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 4. We seem alike when thus we mee-t, 
 
 Strangers might think we all were wheat ; 
 But to the Lord's all searching eyes 
 Each heart appears without disguise. 
 
 And soon, Sfc. 
 
 o. The tares are spar'd for various ends ; 
 Some for the sake of praying friends ; 
 Others the Lord, against'their will, 
 Employs his counsels to fulfil. 
 
 But soon, fyc. 
 
 6. But tho' they grow so tall and strong, 
 His plan will not require them long ; 
 In harvest when he saves his own, 
 The tares shall into hell be thrown. 
 
 For soon, $'c, 
 
 . Most awful thought, and is it so, 
 Must all mankind the harvest know ? 
 Is every man a wheat or tare ? 
 Me for "that harvest, Lord prepare.^ 
 
 For soon the reaping time, $£C. 
 
 HYMN 139. P. M. 
 
 ROCK OF SALVATION. 
 
 . If life's pleasures charm thee, give them not 
 
 thy heart, 
 Lest the gift insnare thee, from thy God to 
 part ; 
 His favour seek, his praises speak, 
 Fix here thy hope's foundation ; 
 Serve him, and he will ever be, 
 The Rock of thy Salvation. 
 
 2. If distress befall thee, painful tho' it be, 
 Let not grief appal thee, to thy Saviour flee ; 
 He ever near, thy prayer will hear, 
 And calm thy perturbation ; 
 
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 The waves of wo, shall ne'er o'erflow 
 The Rock of thy Salvation. 
 
 3. When earth's prospects fail thee, let it nJ 
 
 distress, I 
 
 Better comforts wait thee, Christ will freel| 
 
 bless ; 
 To Jesus flee, thy prop he'll be, 
 
 Thy heavenly consolation ; 
 For griefs below cannot o'erthrow, 
 
 The Rock of thy Salvation. 
 
 4. Dangers may approach thee, let them no 
 
 alarm, 
 Christ will ever watch thee, and protect fron 
 
 harm ; 
 He near thee stands, with mighty hands, 
 
 To ward off each temptation ; 
 To Jesus fly, he's ever nigh, 
 
 The Rock of thy Salvation. 
 
 5. Let not death alarm thee, shrink not from his 
 
 blow, 
 For thy God shall arm thee, and victory 
 
 bestow ; 
 For death shall bring to thee no sting, 
 
 The grave no desolation ; 
 ? Tis gain to die, with Jesus nigh, 
 
 The Rock of thy Salvation. 
 
 HYMN 140. P. M. 
 
 1. GREAT Redeemer, friend of sinners, 
 
 Thou hast wond'rous power to save ; 
 Grant me grace, and still protect me, 
 
 Over life's tempestuous wave : 
 May my soul with sacred transport. 
 
 View the dawn while yet afar, 
 And until the sun arises, 
 
 Lead me bv the morning star. 
 
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 2. O ! what madness ! O ! what folly, 
 That ray heart should go astr 
 
 After vain and foolish trifles, 
 
 Trifles only of a day : 
 This vain world with "all its pleasures, 
 
 Very soon will be no more ; 
 There's no object worth admiring. 
 
 But the God whom we adore, 
 
 3. See the happy spirits waiting, 
 On the banks beyond the stream. 
 
 Sweet responders still repeating, 
 
 Jesus, Jesus, is their theme : 
 Hark ! they whisper, lo ! they call me, 
 
 Sister spirit come away ; 
 Lo ! I come, earth can't contain me, 
 
 Hail the realms of endless day. 
 
 4. Swiftly roll ye ling'rin? hours, 
 Seraphs lencl your glittTinsr wings ; 
 
 Love absolves my ransom'd powers, 
 Heavenly sounds around me rings, 
 
 Worlds of light and crowns of glory, 
 Far above yon azure - 
 
 When by faith I now behold you, 
 I'll enjoy you soon on high." 
 
 HYMN 141. S. M. 
 
 The Female Pilgrim. 
 
 1. WHITHER go'st thou, pilgrim, stranger. 
 Passing through this darksome vale ? 
 
 Know'st thou not, 'tis full of danger. 
 And will not thy courage . 
 
 rm bound for the kingdom. 
 
 Witt you. zo to gtory with me'. 
 , Hallelujah, hallelujah. 
 
 2. PILGRIM, the- ^ost justly call me, 
 Wandering o'er this waste so wide ; 
 
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 Yet no harm will e'er befall me, 
 
 While I'm blest with such a GUIDE. 
 
 Fm bound, fyc. 
 
 3. Such a Guide !— No guide attends thee, 
 Hence for thee my fears arise ; 
 
 If a guardian power befriend thee, 
 'Tis unseen by mortal eyes. 
 
 Fm bound, fyc. 
 
 4. Yes, unseen — but still, believe me, 
 Such a Guide my steps attends ; 
 
 He'll in every strait relieve me, 
 He from every harm defend. 
 
 Fm bound, tyc. 
 
 5. Pilgrim ! see that stream before thee, 
 Darkly winding through the vale ; 
 
 Should its deadly waves roll o'er thee, 
 Would not then thy courage fail ? 
 
 Fm bound, fyc. 
 
 6. No : that stream has nothing frightful, 
 To its brink my steps I hena, 
 
 There to plunge will De delightful — 
 There my pilgrimage will end. 
 
 Fm bound, 8{c. 
 
 7. While I gaz'd — with speed surprising, 
 Down the stream she plung'd from sight ; 
 
 Gazing still, I saw her rising 
 Like an angel, clothed with light. 
 
 Fm bound, fyc. 
 
 HYMN 142. P. M. 
 
 Gloom of autumn, 
 
 1. HAIL, ye sighing sons of sorrow, 
 Learn with me your certain doom: 
 
 Learn with ne your fate to-morrow, 
 Dead, perhaps laid in the tomb 
 
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 See all nature fading, dying, 
 Silent all things seem to mourn, 
 
 ><ife from vegetation flying, 
 Calls to mind the mould ring urn. 
 
 >. Lo! in yonder forest standing, 
 
 Lofty cedars how they nod, 
 Scenes of nature, how surprising ; 
 
 Read in nature, nature's God. 
 ^Virile the annual frosts are cropping 
 
 Leaves and tendrils from the trees, 
 So our friends are yearly dropping, 
 
 We are like to one of" these. 
 
 5. Hollow winds about me roaring, 
 
 Noisy waters round me rise. 
 While I sit my fate deploring, 
 
 Tears fast streaming from my eyes. 
 What to me is autumn's treasure, 
 
 Since I know no earthly joy, 
 Long have I lost all youthfufpleasure, 
 
 Time will health and youth destroy. 
 
 4. Former friends, how oft I've sought them. 
 Just to cheer a troubled mind. 
 
 Now they're gone like leaves of autumn. 
 
 Driven before the dreary wind. 
 When a few more days are wasted, 
 
 And a few more scenes are o'er, 
 When a few more griefs I've tasted, 
 
 I shall rise to fall no more. 
 
 5. Fast my sun of life's declining, 
 Soon 'twill set in endless night, 
 
 But my hopes, pure and reviving, 
 
 Rise to fairer worlds of light." 
 Cease this trembling, mourning, sighing. 
 
 Death shall burstlhis sullen gloom, 
 Then my spirit, fluttering, flying, 
 
 Shall be borne beyond the tomb. 
 
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 HYMN 143. P. M. 
 
 1. AS near to Calvary I pass, 
 Methinks I see a bloody cross, 
 
 Where a poor victim" lianas ; 
 His flesh with rugged irons tore, 
 His limbs all dress'd in purple gore. 
 
 Gasping in dying pangs. 
 
 2. Surpris'd the spectacle to see, 
 I ask'd who can this victim be, 
 
 In such exquisite pain ? 
 Why thus consign'd to woes, I cried.. 
 " Tis I," the bleeding God reply'd, ' 
 
 " To save a world from sin." 
 
 3. A God for rebel mortals dies ! 
 How can it be ! my&oul replies,- 
 
 What ! Jesus die for me ! 
 Yes," saith the suffering Son of God, 
 " I *nve my life, I spill my blood, 
 "For thee, poor soul, for thee." 
 
 4. Lord, since thy life thou'st freely giv'n, 
 To bring my wretched soul to heaven, 
 
 And bless me with thy love ; 
 Then at thy feet, O God, I'll fall, 
 Give thee my life, my soul, my all, 
 
 To reign with thee above. 
 
 HYMN 144. P. M. 
 
 1. SEE the eternal Judge descending, 
 Seated on his father's throne ; 
 
 Now poor sinner, Christ will show thee 
 That he's with the Father one : 
 
 Trumpets call thee, 
 Stand and hear thy awful doom. 
 
 2. Hear the sinner now lamenting. 
 At the sight of fiercer pain : 
 
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 Ones and tears he now is venting, 
 But he weeps and cries in vain: 
 
 Greatly mourning, 
 That he "ne'er was born again* 
 
 3. Yonder sits my slighted Saviour. 
 With the marks ofdyinjr lov 
 
 O ! that I had sought His favour, 
 When I felt his spirit move ! 
 
 Doom'd I'm lastly. 
 For I have against him strove. 
 
 4. All his wooing I have slighted, 
 While he daily sought rny soul, 
 
 If my vows to him I plighted, 
 Yet for sin I broke them all : 
 
 Golden moments, 
 How neglected did they roll ! 
 
 2. There I see my godly neighbours, 
 Who were once despis'd by me, 
 
 Now they're clad in dazzling splendour, 
 Waiting my sad fate to see : 
 
 Farewell neighbours — 
 Dismal gulf PnT bound for thee* 
 
 6. Hail ! ye ghosts that dwell in darkness, 
 Groaning, rattling of your chains ! 
 
 Christ has now denounc'd my sentence. 
 I'm to dwell in endless pains ; 
 
 Down I'm rolling, 
 Never to return again. 
 
 7. Now experience plainly shows me, 
 Hell is not a fabled thing, 
 
 Sow I see my friends in glory, 
 Round the throne they ever sing, 
 
 I'm tormented 
 With an everlasting stingr. 
 
 
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 HYMN 145. P. M. 
 
 The benefit of Prayer. 
 
 1. WHAT various hindrances we meet, 
 In coming" to the mercy seat ; 
 
 Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
 But wishes to be often there. 
 
 2. Prayer makes the darkest clouds withdraw, 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw, 
 Gives exercise to faith and love, 
 
 Brings ev'ry blessing from above. 
 
 3. Restraining prayer, we cease to fight, 
 Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright, 
 Ana Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4. When Moses stood with arms spread wide. 
 Success was found on Israel's side : 
 
 But when through weariness they fail'd, 
 That moment Amalek prevail'd. 
 
 5. Have you no words ? Ah, think again, 
 Words flow apace when you complain, 
 And fill your fellow creatures' ear 
 With the sad tale of all your care. 
 
 0. Were half the time that's vainly spent. 
 To heaven in supplications sent : 
 Our cheerful songs would oftener be, 
 Hear what the Lord has dome for me. 
 
 HYMN 146. C. M, 
 
 For a believer in worldly business. 
 
 1. LO I come, with joy to do 
 
 My master's blessed will ; 
 Him in outward things pursue, 
 
 A»d serve his pleasure still : 
 
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 Faithful to mv Lord's commands, 
 I still would choose the better part, 
 
 Serve with careful Martha's Hands, 
 And humble Mary's heart. 
 
 2. Careful without care I am, 
 Nor feel my happy toil ; 
 
 Kept in peace by Jesu's name, 
 
 Supported by his smile. 
 Joyful thus my faith to show, 
 
 I rind his service my reward ; 
 Every work I do below, 
 
 I do it to the Lord. 
 
 3. Thou O Lord in tender love ; 
 Dost all my burdens bear ; 
 
 Lift my heart to things above, 
 
 And' keep it ever tliere. 
 Calm on tumult's wheel I sit, 
 
 'Midst busy multitudes alone : 
 Sweetlv waiting at thv feet, 
 
 'Till all thy will be 'done. 
 
 4. To the desert or the cell, 
 Let others blindly fly ; 
 
 In this evil world I" dwell, 
 
 Unhurt, unspotted I. 
 Here I find a douse of prayer, 
 
 To which I inwardly retire ; 
 Walking unconcern'din care, 
 
 And unconsunrd in fire. 
 
 5. Thou, O Lord my portion art, 
 
 Before I hence remove ; 
 Now my treasure and my heart 
 
 Are all laid up above. 
 Far above these earthly things, 
 
 While yet my hands are here employed? 
 Sees my soul the King of kings, 
 
 And Freely talks with God. 
 
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 6. that all the earth might know 
 
 Of living thus to thee, 
 Find their heaven begun below, 
 
 And here thy goodness see. 
 Walk in all thy works prepar'd 
 
 By thee to exercise thy grace, 
 r Till they gain their full reward, 
 
 And see thy glorious face. 
 
 HYMN 147. C. M. 
 
 At the funeral of a young person. 
 
 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, 
 O may this truth, imprest 
 
 With awful power, — ' I too must die !' 
 Sink deep in every breast. 
 
 5. Let this vain world engage no more ; 
 
 Behold the gaping tomb ! 
 It bids us seize the present hour, 
 
 To-morrow death may come. 
 
 4. The voice of this alarming scene 
 May every heart obey ; 
 
 Nor be the heavenly warning vain f 
 Which calls to watch and pray. 
 
 5. O let us fly, to Jesus fly, 
 Whose powerful arm can save ; 
 
 Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
 And triumph o'er the grave. 
 
 6. Great God thy sovereign grace impart, 
 With cleansing, healing power ; 
 
 This only can prepare the heart, 
 For death's all solemn hour. 
 
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 HYMN 148. P. M. 
 
 1. LORD and am I yet alive, 
 Not in torments, not in hell, 
 Still doth thy good Spirit strive — 
 With the chiel of sinners dwell ! 
 
 Tell it, unto sinners ielL 
 lam, lam out of hell. 
 
 2. Yes, I still lift up mine eyes, 
 Will not of thy love despair : 
 Still, in spite of sin, I rise, 
 Still I bow to thee in pray'r. 
 
 Tell it, &fc. 
 
 3. O the length and breadth of love : 
 Jesus, Saviour, can it be ? 
 
 All thy mercy's height I prove, 
 All the depth is seen in me. 
 
 Tell it, %c. 
 
 4. See a bush that burns with fire, 
 Unconsum'd amid the flame ! 
 Turn aside the sight V admire — 
 I the living wonder am ! 
 
 Tell it, £c. 
 
 b. See a stDne that hangs in air 1 
 See a spark in ocean live ! 
 Kept alive with death so near, 
 I to God the glory give : 
 
 liver tell — to sinners tell. 
 J am, I am out of hell. 
 
 HYMN 149. L. M. 
 
 h WHILE on the verge of life I stand, 
 And view the scene on either hand, 
 
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 My SDirit struggles with my clay, 
 And longs to wing its flight away* 
 
 2. Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, 
 And faints my much-loV'd Lord to see : 
 Earth, twine no more about my heart, 
 For 'tis far better to depart. 
 
 3. Come, ye angelic convoys, come, 
 And lead the willing pilgrims home ! 
 Ye know the way to Jesu's throne : 
 Source of my joys, and of your own. 
 
 4. That blissful interview, how sweet, 
 To fall transported, at his feet ! 
 Rais'd in his arms to view his face, 
 Thro' the full beaming of his grace. 
 
 5. As with the seraph's voice to sing, 
 To fly as on the cherub's wing ! 
 Performing with unwearied hands, 
 The present Saviour's high commands. 
 
 C. Yet, with these prospects full in sight, 
 We'll wait the signal for the flight ; 
 For while thy service we pursue, 
 We find a heav'n in all we do. 
 
 HYMN 150. S. M. 
 
 1. O WHY should unbelief 
 
 Stay the Almighty's hand, 
 That hand which holds my sure reliefl 
 
 Though earth and hell withstand. 
 
 2. My soul, believe and nray, 
 Without a doubt believe, 
 Whate'er we ask in God's own way, 
 We shall in truth receive 
 
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 3. Here stands the promise fair, 
 For God cannot repent : 
 
 To fervent persevering prav'r. 
 He'll every blessing grant. 
 
 HYMN 151. P. M. 
 
 Believers Sufferings. 
 
 1. HOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the 
 
 Lord, 
 Is laid for your faith in his excellent word, 
 What more can he say, than to you he hath 
 
 said, 
 You, who unto Jesus for refuge have fled. 
 
 2. In every condition, in sickness, in health, 
 In poverty's vail, or abounding in wealth ; 
 At home and abroad, on the lanl, on the sea, 
 
 * As thy clays may demand, shall thy strength 
 
 ever be. 
 
 3. ' Fear not, I ?m with thee, O be not dismay 'd, 
 
 * I, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; 
 Til strengthen thee, help thee, and cause 
 
 thee to stand, 
 ( Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hand. 
 
 4.* When through the deep waters I call thee 
 to go, 
 
 * The rivers of wo shall not thee overflow ; 
 Tor I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless, 
 
 * And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 
 
 5.* When through fiery trials thy path way 
 shall lie, 
 *Mv grace all sufficient, shall be thy supply, 
 4 The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design 
 { Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to re- 
 fine. 
 
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 6. i Even down to old age, all my people shaU 
 
 prove, 
 1 My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love ; 
 1 And when hoary hairs shall these temples 
 
 adorn, 
 1 Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be 
 
 borne. 
 
 7. * The soul that on Jesus hath leaned for re- 
 pose 
 * I will not, I will not ; desert to his foes, 
 1 That soul, though all hell should endeavour 
 
 to shake, 
 Til nevei, no never, no never forsake.' 
 
 HYMN 152. L. M. 
 
 1. WHEN I survey the wond'rous cross 
 On which the Prince of Glory dy'd, 
 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all mv pride ? 
 
 Forbid it, Lord, that I should ooast, 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God : 
 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to thy blood. 
 
 2. See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down, 
 
 Di ] e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 That were a present far too small : 
 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 HYMN 153. C. M. 
 
 1. JESUS, I love thy charming name, 
 ,f Tis music to my ear : 
 
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 Fain would I sound it out so loud 
 That earth and heaven might hear. 
 
 Yes thou art precious to my soul, 
 My transport and my trust, 
 
 Jewels to thee are gaudy toys ; 
 And gold is sordid dust. 
 
 Chor. — A Saviour ! let creation sing I 
 A Saviour ! let all heaven ring ! 
 He's God with us, ice feel him ourSj 
 His fulness in our souls he pours, 
 'Tis almost done—'tis almost o'er, 
 We're joining them icho're gone before, 
 We then shall meet to part no more. 
 
 2. O may thy grace still cheer my heart ! 
 
 And shed its fragrance there ! 
 The noblest balm of all its wounds, 
 
 The cordials of its care. 
 I'll speak the honours of thy name, 
 
 With my last lab'ring breath ; 
 When speechless, clasp thee in my arms : 
 
 My joy in life and death. 
 
 A Saviour, fyc. 
 
 HYMN 154. P. M. 
 
 1. SHOW me the souls to doubt expos'd, 
 To such this question is propos'd : 
 Ask, saith the Lord, and let me know, 
 What I shall now on thee bestow. 
 
 2. Say, what thy wants, and what thy woes ! 
 Dost thou in me thy trust repose ? 
 
 Art thou my friend: sincerely true ? 
 Speak, for thy springs of thought I view. 
 
 3. Art thou to seriousness inclin'd ? 
 Ask, and I'll solemnize thy mind ; 
 Dost thou want love to Jesu's name ? 
 Ask, and his maUhless love proclaim. 
 
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 •k. Dost thou want peace and pardon seal'd? 
 Ask, for they wait to be reveal'd ; 
 Dost thou want faith and holy fear? 
 Ask, and behold the blessings near. 
 
 o.Dostthou want strength 'gainst sin to fight r 
 Ask, and I'll make thoe strong in might : 
 Dost thou want light and life divine f 
 Ask, and eternal life is thine. 
 
 6. Wilt thou be made completely whole? 
 Ask, and I'll renovate thy soul ; 
 This instant ask, arise and pray, 
 Nor lose such blessings by delay. 
 
 HYMN 155. P. M, 
 
 Fleeting moments* 
 
 1. I'LL sing my Saviour's grace 
 And his dear name I'll praise, 
 
 While in this land of sorrow I remain ; 
 
 My troubles soon will end, 
 
 And my soul ascend, 
 When freed from (his dull clod of cumb'rous 
 clay. 
 
 2. A pilgrim here below, 
 While in this vale of wo, 
 
 I live in exile, mourning like the dove ; 
 
 My days in sorrow roll, 
 
 And my weary soul, 
 With earnest longing pants to mount above. 
 
 3. Tho' few my days have been, 
 Much trouble I nave seen, 
 
 And deep afflictions I have waded through ; 
 
 For thornv is the way, 
 
 To eternal day, 
 Yet forward will I press and onward go. 
 
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 4. Another day is gone, 
 And yon declining sun, 
 
 lias veil'd his radiant beams in sable shade*?, 
 While gloomy darkness reigns, 
 O'er the extensive plains, 
 
 And awful silence close the solemn scene. 
 
 5. Thus rapid flies away, 
 Ev'ry succeeding dav, 
 
 And life's "declining light draws to a close ; 
 
 This life's short setting sun, 
 
 Will in death go down, 
 And lay my weary limbs in sweet repose. 
 
 6. On eagle's wings of love, 
 Then I'll mount above, 
 
 And find my passage safe to endless day, 
 
 Then happy sweet surprise ; 
 
 What great new wonders rise, 
 When freed from thi3 dull clod of curnb'rous 
 clay. 
 
 7. O what a glorious sight, 
 And what supreme delight, 
 
 Will strike my raptur'd soul when I behold — 
 
 Fair Salem's gates I see, 
 
 Open fly to me, 
 And streets of glitt'ring new transparent gold. 
 
 3. But oh ! and shall I then, 
 
 Behold the friend of men, 
 The man who suffer'd, bled, and dy'd for me ; 
 
 Who bore my load of sin, 
 
 Sorrow, grief, and pain, 
 To make me happy, and to set me free ? 
 
 9. To living fountains then, 
 
 And to rich pastures green, 
 To trees of paradise he leads his lambs ; 
 
 While millions falling down ; 
 
 Prostrate all around. 
 And at his footstool casttheirglitt'ringcrowns. 
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 10. Ye heavenly arches ring, 
 
 Sim? Hallelujah, sing, 
 Hail ! holy, holy, lioly, bleeding lamb < 
 
 Once I was dead in sin, 
 
 But now I live again, 
 And glory, glory, glory, to his name. 
 
 HYMN 156.— 6. 4. 
 
 ). SOUND, sound the truth abroad, 
 Bear ye the word of God 
 
 Thro' the wide world ; 
 Tell what our Lord has done, 
 Tell how the day is won, 
 And from his lofty throne, 
 
 Satan is hurl'd. 
 
 2. Far over sea and land, 
 
 'Tis our Lord's own command, 
 
 Bear ye his name ; 
 Bear it to ev'ry shore, 
 Regions unknown explore, 
 Enter at ev'ry door — 
 
 Silence is shame. 
 
 3. Speed on the wings of love, 
 Jesus who reigns above 
 
 Bids us to fly, 
 They who his message bear, 
 Should neither doubt nor fear ; 
 He will their friend appear ; 
 
 He will be nigh. 
 
 4. When on the mighty deep, 
 He will their spirits keep, 
 
 Stay'd on his word ; 
 When in a foreign land, 
 No other friend at hand, 
 Jesus will by them stand- 
 Jesus, their Lord. 
 
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 5. Ye who forsaking all, 
 At your lov'd Master's call, 
 
 Comforts resign ; 
 Soon will your work be done, 
 Soon will the prize be won ; 
 Brighter than yonder sun 3 
 Then shall ye shine. 
 
 HYMN 157.— S. 7. 4. 
 
 1. SAVIOUR visit thy plantation ; 
 Grant us, Lord, a gracious rai 
 
 All will come to desolation, 
 Unless thou return again. 
 
 Lord revive its, 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 2. Keep no longer at a distance. 
 Shine upon us from on Ir 
 
 Lest, for want of thine assistance, 
 Ev'ry plant shall droop and die. 
 
 Lord, fyc. 
 
 3. Surely, once thy garden ilourish'd, 
 Ev'ry part look'd gay and green; 
 
 Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, 
 Happy seasons we have seen ! 
 
 Lord, fyc. 
 
 4. But a drought has since succeeded, 
 And a sad decline we see ; 
 
 Lord, thy help is greatly needed, 
 Help can only come from thee. 
 
 Lord } fyc. 
 
 5. Where are those we counted leaders, 
 Fill'd with zeal and love and truth ? 
 
 Old professors tall as cedars, 
 Bright examples to our youth. 
 
 Lord, fyc. 
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 6. Some in whom we once delighted, 
 
 We shall meet no more below ; 
 Some alas ! we fear are blighted, 
 
 Scarce a single leaf they show. 
 
 Lord, fyc. 
 
 r. Younger plants — the sight how pleasant ! 
 
 Cover d thick with blossoms stood ; 
 But they cost us grief at present, 
 
 Frost has nipp'd them in the bud. 
 
 Lord, fyc+ 
 
 S. Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, 
 Thou canst make them bloom again ; 
 
 0, permit them not to wither, 
 Let not all our hopes be vain. 
 
 Lord, SyC, 
 
 9. Let our mutual love be fervent, 
 Make us prevalent in prayer ; 
 
 Let each one, esteem'd thy servant, 
 Shun the world's bewitching snares. 
 
 Lord, 8fc^ 
 
 10. Break the tempter's fatal power, 
 Turn the stony heart to flesh ; 
 
 An*! begin from this good hour 
 To revive thy work afresh. 
 
 Lord, fyc> 
 
 HYMN 158. P. M. 
 
 1. REMEMBER, sinful youth, you must die 
 
 you must die ! 
 Remember, sinful youth, you must die ! 
 Remember, sinful youth, who hate the w 
 
 of truth, 
 And in your pleasures boast, you mu.«'die 
 
 you must lie ! 
 And in your pleasures boast, you must die 
 
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 2. Uncertain are your days here below, &c. 
 UncertaiB aro ^our days, <Scc. 
 Uncertain.are your days, for God hath many 
 
 w ys 
 To bring you to your graves here below, 
 here b'elow. 
 
 To bring, &c. 
 
 3. And if you travel down the broad road, the 
 
 broad road, 
 And if you travel down, &c. 
 And if you travel down to darkness you are 
 
 bound, 
 Eternally around the broad. road, &c. 
 Eternally, &c. 
 
 4. To a dreadful judgment day you are 
 
 bound, &c. 
 To a dreadful judgment day, &x. 
 To a dreadful judgment* day, be your 
 
 thoughts whate er they may : 
 Nor can you it delay, you are bound, &c. 
 Nor "can you, &c. 
 
 5. The God who built the sky, great I AM, &Q. 
 The God who built the sky, <fec. 
 
 The God who built the sky, hath said, (and 
 
 cannot lie,) 
 Impenitents must die, and be damn'd, &c. 
 Impenitents, &c. 
 
 6. And O ! my friends, don't you, I entreat, &c. 
 And O ! my friends, don't" you, &c. 
 And O ! my friends, don't you, your carnal 
 
 mirth pursue, 
 Your guilty souls undo, I entreat, &c. 
 Your guilty, &c. 
 
 7. Unto the Saviour flee, 'scape for life, &e. 
 Unto the Saviour flee, &c. 
 
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 Unto the Saviour flee, lest death eternal be, 
 Your final destiny ; 'scape for life, &c. 
 Your final, &c. 
 
 HYMN 159. C. M. 
 
 1. WHAT wond'rous love is this, O ! my soul 
 
 O ! my soul ! 
 What wond'rous love is this, O ! my soul ! 
 What wond'rous love is this, thatcaus'd the 
 
 Lord of bliss, 
 To send this precious peace to my soul, t( 
 
 my soul, 
 To send this precious peace to my soul. 
 
 2. When I was sinking down, &c. 
 When I was sinking down, &c. 
 
 When I was sinking down, beneath God's 
 
 righteous frown, 
 Christ laid aside his crown, for my soul, for 
 
 my soul, 
 Christ laid aside his crown, &c. 
 
 3. Ye winged seraphs fly, bear the news, bean; 
 
 the news. 
 Ye winged seraphs fly, &c. 
 Ye winged seraphs fly, like comets through! 
 
 the sky, 
 Fill vast eternity with the news, &c. 
 Fill vast eternity, &c. 
 
 4. Ye friends of Zion's King, join his praise, &c. 
 Ye friends of Zion's King, &c. 
 
 Ye friends of Zion's King, with hearts and 
 
 voices sing, 
 And strike each tuneful string in his 
 
 praise, &c. 
 And strike each, &c. 
 
 5. To God and to the Lamb I will sing, &c> 
 To God and to the Lamb, &c. 
 
 
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 To God and to the Lamb, who is the great 
 
 I AM : 
 While millions join the theme I will sing, &c. 
 While millions join, &c. 
 
 6. And when from death I'm free, I'll sing 
 on, &c. 
 And when from death I'm free, &c. 
 And when from death I'm free, I'll sing and 
 
 joyful be ; 
 And through eternity I'll sing on, &C. 
 And through eternity, &c. 
 
 HYMN 160. C. II. 
 
 1. O THOU, whose tender mercy hears, 
 Contrition's humble sic-; : 
 
 Whose hand indulgent, wipes the tears 
 from sorrows weeping i 
 
 2. See, low before thy throne of grace, 
 A wretched wanderer mourn : 
 
 thou not bid me seek thy face ? 
 Hast thou not said - 4 * Return ?" 
 
 3. And shall my guilty fears prevail 
 To drive me from thy fe 
 
 Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, 
 This only safe retr : 
 
 4. Oh, shine on this benighted heart, 
 With beams of mercy "shine ! 
 
 And let thy healing voice impart 
 A taste of joys divine. 
 
 HYMN 181. P. M. 
 
 L HARK !. the voice of love mercy I 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary : 
 
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 See, it rends the rocks asunder— 
 bhakes the earth and veils the skv f 
 " It is finish'd !" y ' 
 
 Hear the Saviour— dying—cry. 
 
 2. It is finish'd !-Oh, what pleasure 
 Uo these precious words afford » 
 Heav'nly blessings without measure, 
 Flo w to us from Christ, the Lord : 
 It is finish'd ! 
 Saints, the dying words record. 
 
 3. Fimsh'd-all the types and shadows 
 Ut the ceremonial law ; 
 Finish'd— all that God had promis'd : 
 lleath and hell no more shall awe • 
 It is finish'd ! 
 Saints from hence your comforts draw. 
 
 4. Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,— 
 Join to sing the pleasing theme • 
 All on earth and all in Eeaven, ' 
 Join to praise Immanuel's name, 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! 
 
 HYMN 163.— 10 & 11. 
 
 '' HA Mediato°r U ^^ mpm When the ^ reat 
 
 Down from 'the mansion of heav'n did 
 
 oescend, 
 
 Shepherds go worship the babe in a manner, 
 Lo ! for his guard the bright angels attend! 
 
 CHORUS. 
 
 Kindest and best of the sons of the morning 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ; 
 
 Star in the east the horizon adorning 
 
 Guide where our infant Redeemer was land. 
 
2. Cold on his cradle the dew drops were shin- 
 
 insr, 
 Low lay his head with the beasts of the stall. 
 \narels aSore him, in slumbers reclining", 
 Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all. 
 
 Kindest, 8fC. 
 
 3. Say shall we yield him a costly devotion, 
 Odours of Eden, or offering divine ; 
 
 Gems from the mountains or pearls from the 
 ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the 
 mine. 
 
 Kindest, fyc, 
 
 4. Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 
 All those can never his favour secure *, 
 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration, 
 Dearest to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 Kindest, fyc, 
 
 5. Low at his feet, we in humble prostration, 
 Lose all our sorrow, and trouble and strife ; 
 
 There we receive his divine consolation, 
 Flowing afresh from the fountain of Life. 
 
 Kindest, &fc. 
 
 6. He is our friend in the midst of temptation. 
 Faithful supporter whose love cannot fail, 
 
 Rock of our refuge and Hope of Salvation, 
 Light to direct us thro' death's gloomy 
 
 Kindest] fyc. 
 
 7. Star of the morning, thy brightness declin- 
 
 ing, 
 Shortly must fade when the sun doth arise ; 
 Beaming refulgent, his glory eternal : 
 Shines on the children of Love in the skies. 
 
 Kindest, &*c. 
 
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 HYMN 164. L. M. 
 
 I. THE Land of Glory lies 
 Beyond old Jordan's stream 
 
 A reo-ion m the skies, 
 Where fields are always green, 
 
 O happy place of sweet repose 
 
 KTifS w ^ nd + deat > no entrance knows. 
 And Life s fair tree for ever grows. 
 
 2. There Truits of gen'rous growth, 
 
 Hang bending on their viSe • 
 And snrma-s of living worth, 
 
 bend forth a stream divine. 
 How sweet is Eden's peaceful strew* 
 That glides along the vales of green ' 
 Of such delight the world dontVeam. 
 
 3 ' There saints and angels drink 
 And plunge in seas of love ; ' 
 NaMiM : f which they think, 
 
 Shall be withheld above. 
 * or all the blessinrrg f the throne, 
 Do freely flow to every one ; ' 
 
 m Secur'd to them thro' Christ alone. 
 
 4. Tnen let us urge our way, 
 1.0 Canaan's peaceful land, 
 And bless the openino- r ] av 
 t^enwem on Zion stand. 
 All cloth'd in linen clean and white, 
 
 wi -i r °n? s -° f ?lory ' wond'rons brick 
 While Christ appears ! our hearts delight. 
 
 5. Soon shall our toil be o'er— 
 
 Our suffering and our pain : 
 We 11 1 meet upon that, shore, 
 
 And never part again. 
 
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 And sing the song, redeeming love, 
 While we stand round the throne above 
 And all the joys of heaven prove. 
 
 6. Ye valiant souls fight on, 
 
 Your work will soon be done. 
 And then you'll wear the crown, 
 
 Which you by faith have won. 
 O ! hear the joyful welcome sound, 
 Your work is done, you shall be crown'd ! 
 .My holy name with Vou is found. 
 
 HYMN 165. C. M. 
 
 1. FROM Salem's gates advancing slow. 
 What object meets my eyes, 
 
 What mean that majesty of wo, 
 What mean those mingled cries. 
 
 2. Who is the man that groans beneath 
 The pond'rous cross of wood, 
 
 Who's soul's oppressed with pangs of deathj 
 And body bathed in blood ? 
 
 3. Is this the man ! can this be he 
 The prophets have foretold, 
 
 Should with transgressors numbered bfe 
 And for my crimes be sold ? 
 
 4. Ah, lovely sight, a heavenly form 
 For sinful souls to see, 
 
 111 creep beside him as a worm 
 And see him die for me. 
 
 HYMN 166. P. If. 
 
 1. HEAR the royal proclamation, 
 The glad tidings of salvation, 
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 Publishing to every creature, 
 
 To the rum'd sons of nature. 
 
 Jesus reigns— he reigns victorious, 
 Over heaven and earth most glorious, 
 
 Jesus 
 
 reigns. 
 
 2. See the royal banners flying, 
 Hear the Heralds loudly crying, 
 Rebel sinners royal favour 
 Now is offered by the Saviour. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns, fyc. 
 
 3. Hear ye sons of wrath and ruin, 
 
 Who have wrought your own undoing ; 
 Here is Life and free salvation, 
 Offer'd to the whole creation. 
 
 Jesus reigns, fyc. 
 
 4. It was for you that Jesus died, 
 For you, he was crucified, 
 Conquered death, and rose to heaven, 
 Life eternal through him is given. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns, 8jc. 
 
 5. Turn unto the Lord most holy, 
 Shun the paths of vice and folly- 
 Turn, or you are lost for ever ; 
 
 O ! now turn to God your Saviour. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns, fyc. 
 
 6. Here is wine and milk and honey, 
 Come and purchase without money, 
 Mercy like a flowing fountain, 
 Streaming from thelioly mountain. 
 
 Jesus reigns, fyo. 
 
 7. For this love let rocks and mountains, 
 Purling streams, and crystal fountains, 
 Roaring thunders lightning blazes, 
 Shout the great Messiahs praises. 
 
 Lo I he reigns, fyc. 
 
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 *. Shout ye tongues of every nation, 
 To'the'bounos of the creation 
 Shout the praise of JuriVs Lion, 
 The Almighty King of Zion. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns j fyc. 
 
 9. Now our souls have caught new fire, 
 Brethren, raise your voices higher ; 
 Shout with joyful acclamation 
 
 To the price of our salvation. 
 
 Lo ! he reigns, fyc. 
 
 10. Shout ve saints, make joyful mention, 
 Christ has purchas'd our redemption ; 
 Angels, shout the joyful story. 
 Through the brighter worlds* of crlory. 
 
 Jesus reigns, $*c, 
 
 HYMN 167. C. If. 
 
 i. AM I a soldier of the cross, 
 
 A follower of the Lamb ? 
 And shall I fear to own his cause, 
 
 Or blush to speak his name. 
 
 2. Must I be carried to the skies, 
 On flowery beds of ease ! 
 
 While others fought to win the prize, 
 And saiPd thro' bloody seas ? 
 
 3. Are there no foes for me to face ? 
 Must I not stem the flood ? 
 
 Is this vile world a friend to grace, 
 To help me on to God ? 
 
 4. Sure. I must fight if I would reign, 
 ^ Increase my courage Lord: 
 
 I'll bear the toil, endure the pam, 
 Supported by thy word. 
 
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 5. Thy saints in all this glorious war, 
 S.iall conquer tho' they die ; 
 
 They see the triumph from afar, 
 And seize it with their eye. 
 
 6. When that illustrious day shall rise, 
 And all thy armies shine 
 
 In robes of victory thro' the skies, 
 The glory shall be thine. 
 
 HYMN 168. C. M. 
 
 1. JESUS I throw my arms around, 
 And hang upon thy breast ; 
 
 Without a gracious smile from thee, 
 My spirit cannot rest. 
 
 2. O ! tell me that my worthless name 
 Is graven on thy hands ! 
 
 Show me some promise in thy book, 
 Where my salvation stands. 
 
 3. Give me some kind assuring word, 
 To sink my fears again ; 
 
 And cheerfully my soul shall wait 
 Her threescore years and ten. 
 
 HYMN 1G9. L. M. 
 
 1. RETURN, O wanderer, return, 
 And seek an injur'd Father's face ; 
 
 Those warm desires that in thee burn, 
 Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 
 
 2. Return, O wanderer, return, 
 
 AnJ seek a Father's melting heart ; 
 His pitying eyes thy grief discern, 
 His hand shall heal thy inward smart. 
 
 3. Return, O wanderer, return, 
 Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; 
 
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 Go to his bleeding feet and learn 
 How freely Jesus can forgive. 
 
 i. Return, O wanderer, return, 
 And wipe away the falling tear ; 
 
 Tis God who says "No longer mourn," 5 
 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 
 
 HYMN 170. P. M. 
 
 1. LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, 
 The time to ensure the great reward, 
 And while the lamp holds out to burn, 
 O hasten sinner to return". 
 
 . Life is the hour that God hath given 
 To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven, 
 The day of grace when mortals may 
 Secure the blessings of the day. 
 
 3. The living know that they must die, 
 Beneath trie clods their dust must lie ; 
 They have no share in all that's don* 
 Beueath the circle of the Sun. 
 
 4. Then what my thoughts design to do, 
 My hands with all your might pursue : 
 Since no device or work is found, 
 
 Nor faith nor hope beneath the ground. 
 
 5. There are no acts of pardon pass'd 
 In the cold grave to which we haste : 
 
 may we all improve the grace ; 
 And see with joy thy gloricus face. 
 
 HYMN 171. P. M. 
 
 I, HOW happy, how loving, how joyful T feel ! 
 
 1 want to teel more love, yea more love and 
 
 zeal, 
 
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 I want my love perfect, I want my love pure 3 
 That all things with patience I may well en- 
 dure. 
 
 2. 1 want to love wisdom that comes from above, 
 I want to be holy fill'd with pure love, 
 I want my light clear that beholders may see. 
 How faith and good works in sweet union 
 agree. 
 
 3. My treasure in heaven I want to lay up, 
 Where no moth nor rust can ever corrupt, 
 Where no thief nor no robber will venture 
 
 or dare : 
 My heart and my treasure I want to be there. 
 
 4. My union I want with the Father and Son, 
 I want that perfect which now is begun, 
 That love and sweet union that soothes every 
 
 care*, 
 
 And with my dear brethren all burthens to 
 bear. 
 
 5. Come all my dear brethren both aged and 
 
 youth, 
 And all who are willing to walk in the truth, 
 Let us all join together in union and love, 
 And on our blest journey so joyful we'll 
 
 prove. 
 
 6. When time is no more, and from earth we 
 
 remove, 
 To dwell in the regions of peace, life, and love, 
 With J«'sus our Saviour, and all holy men, 
 We'll shout hallelujah's for ever, Amen. 
 
 HYMN 172. L. M. 
 
 >. FAR from my thoughts vain world begone, 
 Let my religious hours alone, 
 
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 Fain would my eyes my Saviour sec •, 
 I wait a visit Lor'd from thee. 
 
 2. My heart urows warm with holy fire, 
 And kindles with a pure rlesire ; 
 Come. O rnv Jesus, from above, 
 
 And i'eed my soul with heavenly love, 
 
 3. Haste then, but with a smiling face, 
 And spread the table of thy cfrace, 
 Bn fig down a taste of truth divine. 
 
 cheer my heart with sacred wine. 
 
 4. Blest Jes delicious fare, 
 How swept thy entertainments are! 
 
 angels taste above, 
 Redeeming grace and dying love. 
 
 HYMN 173. P. M. 
 
 1. JESUS 1 know hath died for me, 
 This is my hope, my joy, my i 
 
 Hither, when hell assails, I flee. 
 
 And look into my Saviour's breast ! 
 Away sad doubts and anxious fear, 
 
 Mercy is all that's written there. 
 
 2. Though waves and storms go o'er my heaa, 
 Though strength and health and friends be 
 
 gone, 
 Thousfh joys be withered all and dead, 
 
 And every comfort be withdrawn : 
 Steadfast on this my soul relies, 
 
 Father, thy mercy never dies. 
 
 3. FixM on this ground will I remain, 
 When heart shall fail and flesh decay ; 
 
 Thi3 anchor shall my soul sustain, 
 . -When earth's foundations melt away : 
 Mercy's full power I then shall prove, - 
 Lord with an everlasting love ! 
 
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 HYMN 174. L. M. 
 
 1. AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays, 
 And sing thy great Redeemer's praise : 
 He justly claims a song from me, 
 
 His loving kindness, O how free. 
 
 2. He saw me ruiu'd by the fall, 
 Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all ; 
 He sav'd me from my lost estate, 
 His loving kindness, O how great ! 
 
 3. Though num'rous hosts of mighty foes, 
 Though earth and hell my way oppose 
 He safely leaf's my soul along, 
 
 His loving kindness, O how strong ! 
 
 4. When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, 
 Has gathered thick and thundered lorn- 
 He near my soul has always stood, 
 
 His loving kindness, O how good ! 
 
 5. Often T feel my sinful heart 
 Prone from my Jesus to depart : 
 But though T have him oft forgot, 
 Hi3 loving kindness changes not. 
 
 6. Soon shall T pass the srloomy vale, 
 Soon all my mortal powers must fail : 
 O may my last expiring breath, 
 
 His loving kindness sing in death ! 
 
 7£^^lel.me mount and soar away 
 To the Wi Slit world of endless day, 
 An/ 1 sing with rapture and surprise, 
 His loving kindness in the skies. 
 
 HYMN 175. P. M. 
 
 1. BEH°I.'T) a stronger at the door ! 
 He gently knocks, has knock'd before ; 
 
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 Has waited long, is waiting - 
 You use no other friend so ill. 
 
 I But will he prove a friend indeed? 
 He will — the very friend you need: 
 The man of Nazareth is he, 
 With garments dyM from Calvary. 
 
 9 lovely attitude! he stands 
 With meltina; heart and open hands: 
 O matchless kindness! and he shows 
 That matchless kindness to his foes. 
 
 4 Rise, touchM with gratitude divine, 
 Turn out his enemy and thine, 
 Turn out that hateful monster, sin, 
 And let the heavenly stranger in. 
 
 HYMN 176.— 7s. Rev, xiv 2, S 
 
 1 H\RK: the song of Jubilee, 
 Loud as mighty thunders roar: 
 
 Or the fulness of the sea, 
 
 When it breaks upon the shore: — 
 Hallelujah! for the Lord 
 
 God omnipotent shall reign; 
 Hallelujah! let the word 
 
 Echo round the earth and main. 
 
 2 Hallelujah! hark! the sound, 
 From the depth unto the skies. 
 
 Wakes above, beneath, around, 
 
 All creation's harmonies: — 
 See Jehovah's banners furi'd, 
 
 Sheath'd his sword: he speaks — 'tis done, 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of his Son. 
 
 3 He shall reign from pole to pole. 
 With illimitable stray; 
 
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 He shall reipn, when like a scroll, 
 Yonder heav'ns have pass'd away: 
 
 Then the end;— beneath his rod, 
 Man's test enerav shall fall; 
 
 Hallelujah! ChrisUn God, 
 God in Christ, is all in all. 
 
 HYMN 177. P M. 
 
 1 'TIS a point I long to know, 
 Oft it causes anxious thought: 
 Do I love the Lord or no? 
 Am I his or am I not? 
 
 2 Iff love, why am I thus? 
 
 Why this dull and lifeless frame? 
 Hardly, sure, can they be worse, 
 Who have never heard his name. 
 
 3 Could my heart so hard remain, 
 Prayer a task and burden prove; 
 Every trifle give me pain, 
 
 If I knew a Saviour's love? 
 
 4 When I turn mine eyes within, 
 O how dark, and vain, and wild! 
 Prone to unbelief and sin, 
 
 Can I deem myself a child? 
 
 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, 
 Faith is weak in all I do; 
 
 Yon that love the Lord indeed, 
 Tell me, is it thus with you? 
 
 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, 
 Find my sin a grief and thrall; 
 Should I grieve for what I feel, 
 If I did not love at all? 
 
 7 Could I joy with saints to meet, 
 Choose the ways I once abhorr'd; 
 
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 Find at time9, the promise sweet. 
 If I did not love the Lord? 
 
 5 Lord, decide the doubtful case, 
 Thou who art thy people's sun; 
 Shine upon thy work of grace, 
 If it be indeed begun. 
 
 9 Let me love thee more and more, 
 If I love at all, I pray; 
 If I have not lov'd before, 
 Help me to begin to-day. 
 
 HYMN 178. P. Iff. 
 
 1 WHAT could your Redeemer do 
 More than he hath done for you: 
 To procure your peace with God, 
 Could he more than shed his blood : 
 After all his flow of love, 
 
 All his drawings from above, 
 "Why will ye your Lord deny? 
 Why will ye resolve to die? 
 
 2 Turn, he cries, ye sinners turn: 
 
 By his love your God makes known. 
 He would have you turn and live, 
 He would all the world receive: 
 If your death were his delight, 
 Would he you to life invite! 
 Would he ask, beseech, and cry, 
 Why will ye resolve to die? 
 
 3 Sinners, turn, while God is near! 
 Dare not think him insincere: 
 Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands, 
 All day long he spreads his hands! 
 Cries "Ye will not happy be: 
 
 No, ye will not come to me: 
 Me, who life to none deny; 
 Why will ye resolve to die?" 
 
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 4 Can ye doubt if God is love? 
 If to all his bowels move? 
 Will ye not his word receive? 
 Will ye not his oath believe? 
 See, the suff'ring God appears, 
 Jesus weeps, belie\e his tears! 
 Mingled with his blood they cry, 
 "Why will ye resolve to die?" 
 
 HYMN 179. C. M. 
 
 1 THE crowd, the poor unthinking crowd, 
 Refuse thy hand to see! 
 
 They will not hear thy loudest rod, 
 They will not turn to thee. 
 
 2 As with judicial blindness struck, 
 Thev all thy signs despise; 
 
 Harden their hearts yet more, and mock 
 The anger of the skies. 
 
 3 But blinder still the rich and great, 
 In wickedness excel, 
 
 And revel on the brink of fate, 
 And sport and dance to hell. 
 
 4 Regardless of thy smile or frown. 
 Their pleasures they require. 
 
 And sink with gav indiff'rencc down 
 To everlasting fire! 
 
 HYMN 180. P. M. 
 
 1 HOW charming, () how charming, 
 
 Fs the radiant band of music, music, music, music, 
 music, 
 
 how charming, is the radiant band 
 
 Of music playing through the air: 
 Angelic armies tunc their harps, 
 Angelic armies tune their harps. 
 
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 Enraptured spirits play their parts. 
 Ansel ic armies tune their L 
 
 Shout, shout, the great Messiah's come to reign. 
 
 2 Gabriel descending Gabriel descending, 
 
 s the joyful news, joyful, joyful, joyful, 
 joyful, 
 Brings the joyful news of our Redeemer's birth, 
 reat Messiah's come to earth: 
 Good will to men I now proclaim, 
 Good will to rae-i I !aim, 
 
 iviour's born in Bethlehem, 
 Good will to men I now proclaim, 
 
 Shout, shout, the King of glory's come to reign, 
 
 3 s ■ c his star arising, see his star arisi 
 
 In the eastern sky, now rising, rising, rising, ris- 
 ing, 
 See his star arising in the eastern sky, 
 The day-spring opening from on high. 
 The types and shadows flee a 
 
 j pes and shadows flee away, 
 And now begins the gospel day, 
 The types and shadows flee away, 
 
 Shout, shout! the King of glory's come to n 
 
 4 Shepherds adore him, wise men have found him 
 Glory be to God. O glory, glory, glory, glory, 
 
 Wise men have found him by the rising star. 
 
 And come to worship from afar: 
 Their golden gifts they now present, 
 Their golden gifts they now present, 
 And spices of the sweetest scent, 
 Their golden gifts they now present, 
 
 Shout, shout! the King of glory's come to reign. 
 
 5 Jews and Gentiles join in concert, 
 
 To praise their infant King, O praise him, praise 
 him, praise him, praise him, 
 Jen- and Gentiles praise their infant King. 
 d loud hosannahs sweetly sing: 
 
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 With Gabrie] and the shining host 
 
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 &?u e Falher ' Son > and Holy Ghost 
 With Gabriel and the shining ho£ 
 
 Shout, shout! the King of glory's come to reign. 
 6 1 ain happy, I am happy, 
 Glory be to God, O gloryf glory, glory, glory V 
 
 I am happy, g jorv be t J f 5od ^ *> J« S lor J> 
 
 I tell S?MI« r^ 16 f ° r the reaIms ab <^ 
 
 i r i It . Ss ills *«u»ds impart, 
 
 J fee the bliss his wounds impart 
 
 J find my Saviour in my heart, 
 
 I ieel the bliss his wounds impart, 
 
 ■ Shout, shout! the King of glory's come to reign. 
 
 7 R ro g und r u? D ' SWCet JeSUS > ^ within and 
 
 B BvthP R y f PJrU ' W* ho ^ Ml, holy, 
 Th» t y * P u mi kee P us in tb * way.' 
 Wkh ,1^ Sh ° U u 3S We sin S a ^ pray: 
 With a the saints that have gone home 
 £ iti ail the saints that have gone ho£e' 
 Unite to smg redeeming love, ' 
 
 With all the saints that have gone hom P 
 To sing, hallelujahs around^ ttorl 
 
 HYMN 181. P.M. 
 
 I DANIEL'S wisdom may 1 know 
 Stephen's faith and spirit show, ' 
 John's divine communion feel 
 Moses' meekness, Joshua's zeal; 
 Run like the unwearied Paul 
 Win the day and conquer all! 
 
 2 Mary's love may I possess, 
 Lydia's tender-heartedness, 
 Peter's ardent spirit fee!, 
 James's faith by works reveal: 
 
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 Like young Timothy, may I. 
 Every sinful passion fly. 
 
 3 Job's submission may I show, 
 David's, true devotion know; 
 Samuel's call, O may I hear, 
 Lazarus' happy portion share; 
 Let Isaiah's hallow'd fire, 
 
 All my new-born soul iuspire. 
 
 4 Mine be Jacob's wrestling prayer, 
 Gideon's valiant seadfast care, 
 Joseph's purity impart, 
 
 Isaac's meditating heart, 
 Abraham's friendship may I proYO, 
 Faithful to the God of love. 
 
 5 Most of all, may I pursue, 
 
 That example Jesus drew; 
 By my life and conduct show 
 How he liv'd, and walk'd below; 
 Day, by day, through grace restor'd 
 Imitate my blessed Lord. 
 
 3 When the dreams of life are fled, 
 When its wasting lamps are dead, 
 When in cold oblivion's shade, 
 Youth' and fame and power are laid> 
 Where immortal spirits reign, 
 There may we all meet again. 
 
 HYMN 182. P. ML 
 Home. 
 
 ! HOW sad are the moments when wandering 
 
 from 'rod. 
 And thorny and dark is the dangerous road; 
 Bui light is the pathway which leads to the tomb* 
 When cheer'd by the presence of Jesus my home, 
 Home! Home! sweet, sweet, home. 
 When cheer'd by the presence of Jesus mv 
 home, 
 
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 2 Though fading are joys which earth can bestovr, 
 And false is the light which illumes us below; 
 Though sorrows like clouds hang around us in 
 
 gloom, 
 The beams of his love light me on my way home, 
 Home! Home! &c. &c. 
 The beams of his love, &c. 
 
 3 When the tempest of life has sunk into repose. 
 And death shall the beauties of heaven disclose, 
 With all the redeem'd, I o'er it will roam, 
 
 And sing Hallelujah to Jesus my home. 
 Home! Home! &c. &c. 
 And sing Hallelujah, &c. 
 
 HYMN 183. P.M. 
 
 The Wandering Sinner. 
 
 \ COME tell me wandering sinner, 
 
 Say whither dost thou roam, 
 O'er this wide world a stranger 
 
 Hast thou no Saviour known: 
 He calls you to his bosom, 
 
 But ah! you still delay: 
 He'll fit your soul for heaven, 
 
 And guide you in the way. 
 
 2 Angels are now attending 
 
 To waft the news above, 
 Your Saviour still presenting, 
 
 The joys of pard'ning love; 
 Oh! come accept the offer, 
 
 Of pardon and free grace, 
 And own the mighty power, 
 
 In songs of love and praise. 
 
 ; All thy sorrows he'll remove, 
 
 His grace and peace bestow; 
 Heaven's glories you shall prove f 
 
 A »s angels now do know^ 
 
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 All his love can ne'er be told, 
 While here on earth we stay; 
 
 Still his glory will unfold, 
 In realms of endless day. 
 
 HYMN 184. P. M. 
 
 1 O THERE will be mourning 
 At the judgment seat of Christ; 
 Parents and children there shall part, 
 Shall part to meet no more. 
 
 2 there will be mourning 
 
 At the judgment seat of Christ; 
 Brothers and sisters there shall part, 
 Shall part to meet no more. 
 
 HYMN 185. P. M. 
 
 1 THERE will be praising 
 
 At the judgment seat of Christ; 
 Brothers and sisters there shall meet, 
 Shall meet to part no more. 
 
 2 there will be shouting, 
 
 At the judgment seat of Christ; 
 Brothers and sisters there shall meet, 
 Shall meet to part no more. . 
 
 HYMN 186. 7's. 
 
 i SINNER, art thou still secure? 
 
 Wilt thou still refuse to pray? 
 Can thy heart or hands endure 
 
 In the Lord's avenging day! 
 
 2 See, his mighty arm is bar'd! 
 
 Awful terrors clothe his brow! 
 For his judgment stand prepared, 
 
 Thou must either break or bow. 
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 3 At his presence nature shakes, 
 Earth affrighted hastes to flee; 
 
 Solid mountains melt like wax, 
 What will then become of thee? 
 
 4 Who his advent may abide? 
 You that glory in your shame, 
 
 Will you find a place to hide, 
 When the world is wrapt in flame 
 
 5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace! 
 Soon we must resign our breathy 
 
 And our souls be call'd to pass 
 Through the iron gates of death, 
 
 6 Let us now our day improve, 
 Listen to the gospel voice; 
 
 Seek the things that are above; 
 Scorn the world's pretended joys. 
 
 HYMN 187. L. M. 
 
 1 WHERE are the dead?— In heav'n or hell 
 Their disembodied spirits dwell; 
 
 Their perish'd forms in bonds of clay, 
 Reserv'd until the judgment day. 
 
 2 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. 
 
 3 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. 
 
 4 Who are the living?— They whose breath 
 Draws ev'ry moment nigh to death; 
 
 Of endless bliss or wo the heirs: 
 Oh, what an awful lot is theirs! 
 
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 5 Then, timely wam'd, let us begin 
 To follow Christ and flee from sin; 
 Daily grow up in him our head, 
 Lord of the living and the dead. 
 
 HYMN 188. S. M. 
 
 1 OH, where shall rest be found, 
 Rest for the weary soul! 
 
 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound. 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 2 The world can never give 
 The b!is> for which we sigh; 
 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live. 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 3 Beyond this vale of tears 
 There is a life above, 
 
 UnmeasurM by the flight of years — 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 4 There is a death whose pang 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath: 
 
 Oh! what eternal horrors hang 
 Around the second death. 
 
 5 Lord God of truth and graee! 
 Teach us that death to shun:— = 
 
 Lest >ve be driven from thy face, 
 And evermore undone. 
 
 6 Here would we end our quest—- 
 Alone are. found in thee 
 
 The life of perfect love— the rest 
 Of immortality. 
 
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 HYMN 189. 7 ? s. 
 
 1 PEOPLE of the living God! 
 
 I have sought the world around, 
 Paths of sin and sorrow trod, 
 
 Peace and comfort no where found: 
 Now to you my spirit turns, 
 
 Turns, — a fugitive unblest; 
 Brethren! where your altar burns, 
 
 Oh, receive me into rest. 
 
 2 Lonely I no longer roam, 
 
 Like the cloud, the wind, the wave, 
 Where you dwell shall be my home, 
 
 Where you die shall be my grave; 
 Mine the God whom you adore — 
 
 Your Redeemer shall be mine; 
 Earth shall fill my soul no more, 
 
 Ev'ry idol I resign. 
 
 HYMN 190. S. M. 
 
 1 AWAKE, and sing the song 
 
 Of Moses and the Lamb; 
 Wake every heart, and every tongue, 
 To praise the Saviour's name. 
 
 2 Sing of his dying love; 
 
 Sing of his rising power; 
 
 Sing how he intercedes above 
 
 For us whose sins he bore. 
 
 3 Sing till we feel our hearts 
 
 Ascending with our tongues; 
 
 Sing till the love of sin departs, 
 
 And grace inspire our songs. 
 
 4 Sing till we hear Christ say, 
 
 "Your sins are all forgiven ;" 
 Sing on rejoicing every day, 
 Till we all sing in heav'n. 
 
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 HYMN 191. P.M. 
 
 1 THROUGH tribulation deep, 
 The way to glory is. 
 
 This stormy course I keep, 
 
 On these tempestuous seas; 
 By waves and winds I'm toss'd and driven. 
 Freighted with grace and bound to heav'n. 
 
 2 Sometimes temptations blow 
 A dreadful hurricane, 
 
 And high the waters flow, 
 
 And o'er my sides break in, 
 But still my little ship outbraves 
 The blust'ring winds and surging waves 
 
 3 When I in my distress, 
 My anchor, hope, can ca6t 
 
 Within the promises, 
 
 It holds my vessel fast; 
 Safely she then at anchor rides, 
 'Midst stormy blasts and swelling tides 
 
 4 If a dead calm ensues, 
 
 And heav'n no breezes give, 
 The oar of prayer I use, 
 
 I tug, and toil, and strive: 
 Thro' storms and calms for many a day. 
 I make but very little way. 
 
 5 But when a heavenly breeze 
 Springs up and fills my sail, 
 
 My vessel goes with ease 
 
 Before the pleasant gale; 
 And runs as much an hour, or more, 
 As in a month or two before. 
 
 6 Hid by the clouds from sight, 
 The sun doth not appear, 
 
 Nor can I in the night 
 Behold the moon or star; 
 
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 Sometimes for days and weeks, or more r 
 I cannot see the sky or shore. 
 
 7 As at the time of noon, 
 My quadrant faith, I take, 
 
 To view my Christ, my sun, 
 
 If he the clouds should break : 
 I'm happy when his face i see, 
 I know then whereabouts I be. 
 
 8 The Bible is my chart, 
 By it the seas I know, 
 
 I cannot with it part, 
 
 It rocks and sands doth show; 
 It is a chart and compass too, 
 Whose needle points for ever true. 
 
 9 I keep aloof from pride, 
 These rocks 1 pass with care; 
 
 I studiously avoid 
 
 The whirlwind of despair: 
 Presumption's quicksands too I shun, 
 Near them I do not choose to run. 
 
 10 When through a strait I go, 
 Or near some coast am drove, 
 
 The plummet forth I throw, 
 And thus my safety prove: 
 My conscience is the line which I 
 Fathom the depth of water by. 
 
 11 My vessel would be lost, 
 In spite of all my care, 
 
 But that the Holy Ghost 
 
 Himself vouchsafes to steer; 
 And I through all my voyage will 
 Depend upon my steersman's skill. 
 
 12 Ere I can reach heaven's coast, 
 I must a gulf pass through, 
 
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 Which fatal proves to most; 
 
 For all this passage go. 
 But all death's waves can't me o'erwheim, 
 If God himself is at my helm. 
 
 13 When through this gulf I get, 
 (Though rough, it is but short,) 
 
 The pilot angels meet 
 And bring me into port; 
 
 And when 1 land on that blest shore, 
 
 I shall be safe for evermore. 
 
 HYMN 192. L. M. 
 
 1 OUR Lord is risen from the dead, 
 
 Our Jesus is gone up on high; 
 The pow'rs of hell are captive led, 
 Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 
 
 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 
 And angels chant the solemn lay; 
 
 "Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates! 
 
 "Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 
 
 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 
 And wide unfold the radiant scene; 
 He claims those mansions as his right; 
 Receive the King of Glory in. 
 
 4 "Who is the King of Glory, who?" 
 
 The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, 
 The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew, 
 And Jesus is the conq'ror's name. 
 
 5 Lo! his triumphal chariot waits, 
 
 And angels chant the solemn lay, 
 
 "Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates' 
 
 "Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 
 
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 6 "Who is the King of Glory, who?" 
 
 The Lord of boundless power possessed, 
 The King of saints and angels too, 
 God over all, for ever bless'd! 
 
 HYMN 193. P. M. 
 
 Jessop's Lamentation. 
 
 THIS tree a sacred monument I rear ? 
 
 Whose weeping boughs 
 
 Wave o'er thy resting place, 
 
 And shall in future years, 
 
 Tell me that thou art here. 
 
 The blossoms of the rose, 
 
 Shall also bear a part: 
 
 And information give, 
 
 That here thou art, 
 
 Resting in silence 
 
 In thy dark abode, 
 
 Where friends unite, 
 
 To walk Death's common road. 
 
 Sister farewell, farewell, 
 
 'Tis Jesus calls thee home; 
 
 My bleeding heart submits, 
 
 His will be done, 
 
 Farewell sister, farewell, 
 
 HYMN 194. P. M. 
 
 ° Wilt thou not from this time cry unto me, 'My 
 father, thou art the guide of my youth?' " 
 
 Jer. iii. 4. 
 I WHAT amazing love, 
 What condescension this! 
 That God, who reigns above, 
 Enthron'd in endless bliss, 
 Should spread his arms of mercy wide, 
 And cry "My son, make me thy guide!'* 
 
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 5 Arid canst thou still delay 
 
 Th\ youthful heart to give; 
 To consecrate each day 
 For God alone to live? 
 I love and d;ity not decide 
 '•My Father, thou shah be my guide:- 
 
 > Without the cheering light 
 
 That beams from sacred truth, 
 
 - How canst thou walk ariarht 
 The giddy paths of youth? 
 
 What dangers lurk on every - 
 
 Unless thy Jesus is thy guide! 
 
 4 Then come, before the days 
 Of darkness draweth nigh. 
 And from thy doating gaze 
 Both hope and pleasure fly: 
 Oh! come to him, who for thee died, ■ 
 our as thy guide 
 
 3 His paths are life and peace 
 To all who walk therein; 
 The cross imparts release 
 From sorrow and from sin. 
 In earth and flesh no more confide, 
 But follow Jesus as thy gdidc. 
 
 6 He'll lead thee up to heights 
 
 Where joys ambrosial bloom, 
 And show thee sweet delights 
 Bejond the frowning tomb. 
 O'er Jordan's high and swelling tide 
 Thy Father, God, will be thy guide. 
 
 HYMN 95. L. M 
 
 1 SWEET is the day of sacred rest, 
 No mortal car ■ shall seize my breast: 
 O may my heart in tune be found, 
 Like David's harp of solemn sound. 
 H* 
 
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 2 But I shall share a nobler part 
 When grace has well refin'd my hearj, 
 And fresh supplies of joy are shed, 
 Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 
 
 3 Then shall I see, and hear, and know, 
 All 1 desir'd or wish'd below; 
 And every power find sweet employ 
 In that eternal world of joy. 
 
 HYMN 196. P.M. 
 
 Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
 
 1 ZION' the marvellous story be telling, 
 
 The Son of the Highest, how lowly his birth! 
 The brightest archangel in glory excelling, 
 
 He stoops to redeem thee, he reigns upon earth. 
 
 Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
 
 2 Tell how he cometh, from nation to nation, 
 The heart-cheering news let the earth echo 
 
 round; 
 How free to the faithful he offers salvation, 
 How his people with joy everlasting are crown'd. 
 
 Chorus- Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King. 
 
 3 Mortals! your homage be gratefully bringing, 
 And sweet let the gladsome hosanna arise; 
 
 Ye angels! the full hallelujah be singing, 
 
 One chorus resound through the earth and the 
 skies. 
 
 Chorus. Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing; 
 Jerusalem triumphs, Messiah is King, 
 
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 HYMN 197. S. M. 
 
 Compassion of Christ 
 
 DID Christ o'er sinners weep, 
 And shall our cheeks be dry? 
 
 Let floods of penitential grief, 
 Burst forth from every eye. 
 
 The Son of God in tears, 
 Angels with wonder see! 
 
 Be thou astonish'd, my sou), 
 He shed those tears for thee. 
 
 3 He wept that we might weep; 
 Each sin demands a tear; 
 In heaven alone no sin is found, 
 And there's no weeping there. 
 
 HYMN 198. P. M 
 
 i HASTEN, sinner, to be wise; 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun: 
 Wisdom, if you still despise, 
 Harder is it to be won. 
 
 2 Hasten, mercy to implore; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Lest thy season should be o'er, 
 Ere this evening's stage be run. 
 
 3 Hasten, sinner, to return; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun; 
 Lest thy lamp should cease to burn ; 
 Ere salvation's work is done. 
 
 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest; 
 
 Stay not for the morrow's sun 
 Lest perdition thee arrest, 
 Ere the morrow is begun. 
 
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 HYMN 199. P. M. 
 
 1 LORD, with glowing heart I'd praise the* 
 For the bliss thy love bestows; 
 For the pardoning grace that saves me, 
 
 And the peace that from it flows: 
 Help, O God, my weak endeavour; 
 
 This dull soul to rapture raise: 
 Thou must light the flame, or never 
 Can my love be warm'd to praise. 
 3 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee,, 
 Wretched wand'rer, far astray; 
 Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee 
 
 From the paths of death away: 
 Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, 
 Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, 
 And, the light of hope revealing, 
 Bade the blood-stain'd cross appear. 
 3 Lord, this bosom's ardent feeling 
 Vainly would my lips express: 
 Low before thy footstool kneeling, 
 
 Deign thy suppliant's prayer to bless: 
 Let thy grace, my soul's chief treasure, 
 
 Love's pure flame within me raise; 
 And, since words can never measure, 
 Let my life show forth thy praise. 
 
 HYMN 200. P. ]VL 
 
 Trials 
 
 1 'TIS my happiness below, 
 
 Not to live without the cross; 
 But the Saviour's power to know, 
 Sanctifying ev'ry loss. 
 
 2 Trials must and will befall; 
 
 But with humble faith to see 
 Love inscrib'd upon them all — 
 This is happiness to me. 
 
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 3 Did I meet no trials here, 
 
 No chastisement by the way, 
 Might I not with reason fear 
 I should be a cast-away? 
 
 4 Trials make the promise sweet; 
 — ' Trials give new life to pray'r; 
 
 Bring me to my Saviour's feet, 
 Lay me low, and keep me there- 
 
 HYMN £01. L. M. 
 
 1 BE still, my heart! these anxious cares 
 To thee are burdens, thorns, and snares. 
 They cast dishonour on thy Lord, 
 
 And contradict his gracious word. 
 
 2 Brought safely by his hand thus far, 
 Why wilt thou now give place to fear' 
 HcTw canst thou want if he provide, 
 Or lose thy way with such a guide ? 
 
 -3 When first before his mercy-seat, 
 Thou didst to him thy all commit; 
 He gave thee warrant from that hour, 
 To trust his wisdom, love, and pow'r. 
 
 4 Did ever trouble yet befall, 
 And he refuse to hear thy call? 
 And has he not his promise past, 
 That thou shalt overcome atlast? 
 
 5 Though rough and thorny be the road, 
 It leads thee home apace to God; 
 Then count thy present trials small, 
 For heaven will make amends for all* 
 
CHORUSSES. 
 
 AND I'll sing Hallelujah, 
 And glory to the Lord on high, 
 And I'll sing Hallelujah, 
 There's glory flaming thro' the sky. 
 
 Sing Glory, Glory, Glory, Hallelujah, 
 We'll shout when we meet him in the air. 
 
 the good old way, it's the righteous way: 
 
 1 hope to die in the good old way. 
 
 O Hallelujah, Hallelujah, 
 We are on our journey home. 
 
 Hallelujah to the Lamb, 
 Who hath purchas'd our pardon. 
 We will praise him again 
 When we pass over Jordan. 
 
 Well beloved blessed Saviour, 
 Well beloved Priest and King, 
 Gmry to the Lamb that was slain, 
 For us he did salvation bring 
 
 Glory, honour, praise and power, 
 Be unto the Lamb forever; 
 Jesus Christ is our Redeemer, 
 Hallelujah, praise the Lord. 
 
 Palms of victory, crowns of glory, 
 Palms of victory you shall bear; 
 Shout glory, glory, 
 Palms of victory you shall bear 
 
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 Sweet heaven, sweet heaven, 
 
 Dear Lord when shall I get to heaven 
 
 My d ying day is rolling round, 
 Prepare me to go home, 
 this is not my Canaan, 
 My Canaan is above. 
 
 help me to praise my loving Saviour. 
 O for what he has done for me, 
 Glory, honour and salvation, 
 Christ the Lord is come to reign, 
 
 And you'll sing Halleluiah, 
 And I'll sing Hallelujah. 
 And we'll all sing Hallelujah, 
 When we arrive at home. 
 
 Jesus is my friend, 
 Hallelujah, Jesus is my friend. 
 
 Glory, glory, the trumpet is sounding' 
 Sounding aloud for the year of Jubilee. 
 
 hinder me not for I will serve the Lord 
 And praise him when I die. 
 
 Sweet Canaan, happy, happy place, 
 
 1 am bound for the land of Canaan. 
 
 Lord revive us, 
 
 All our help must come from thee. 
 
 the Lamb, the loving Lamb 
 The Lamb of Calvary, ' 
 
 The Lamb that was slain, 
 And liveth again, 
 To intercede for me. 
 
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 And give him glory, 
 For glory is his own, 
 
 Praise ye the Lord, Hallelujah. 
 Hallelujah, praise ye the Lord. 
 
 lam bound for the kingdom, 
 Will you go to glory with me, 
 Hallelujah, praise ye the Lord. 
 
 the place, what a happy place, 
 The place where Jesus is lfl 
 
 the place where the christians all shall meet, 
 And never part again. 
 
 Praise, praise him, Hallelujah. 
 
 1 own I'm base, I own I'm vile, 
 But mercy's all my plea, 
 Remember Lord, thy dying groans. 
 And then remember me 
 
 O sweet heaven, 
 
 How I long to be complete. 
 
 O who's like Jesus, Hallelujah, 
 Praise ye ihe Lord; 
 
 There's none lik<> Jesus, Hallelujah, 
 Love and serve the Lord. 
 
INDEX. 
 
 A. 
 
 Page- 
 Afflictions though they seem severe ... 87 
 A few more days on earth to spend . . .135 
 Almighty love inspire my heart, &c. ... 13 
 All hail the power of Jesu's name .... 108 
 
 Am I a soldier of the cross 179 
 
 And will the Judge descend . . . . . .111 
 
 Angels roll the rock away 107 
 
 Approach my soul the mercy seat . . . .122 
 
 Arise and shine, O Zion fair 65 
 
 Arise and hail the sacred day 69 
 
 As near to Calvary I pass 156 
 
 Attend young friends while I relate . . .72 
 Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound, .... 45 
 Awake, O guilty world, awake .... 62 
 Awake my soul in joyful lays . ... 184 
 Awake and sing the song 196 
 
 B. 
 
 Begone unbelief, my Saviour ie near . , .121 
 
 Behold a stranger at the door 184 
 
 Be still, my heart! these anxious cares . . 205 
 Bright scenes of glory strike my sense . . 11 
 Brethren we have met to worship ... 59 
 Barst ye emerald gates and bring . . . , 30 
 
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 C. 
 
 Cast thy burdens on the Lord .... 1T9 
 
 Chcrusses 206 
 
 Come ye that Jove the Lord indeed ... 16 
 Come and taste along with me .... 129 
 Come tell me wandering sinner '. . . . 192 
 
 Come all ye weary travellers 53 
 
 Come saints and sinners hear me tell ... 55 
 Come my soul thy suit prepare .... 79 
 
 Come my soul and let us try 95 
 
 Come, humble sinner, in whose breast . . 96 
 Come Holy Ghost my soul inspire . . . .110 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove . . Ill 
 Come and taste along with me 123 
 
 D. 
 
 Dark and thorny is the desert 48 
 
 Daniel's wisdom may I know 190 
 
 Dearest Jesus, though unseen 105 
 
 Didst thou dear Jesus suffer shame . . .109 
 
 Did Christ o'er sinners weep 203 
 
 Don't you see my Jesus coming .... 22 
 
 Don't you see my Jesus coming 140 
 
 Drooping saints no longer grieve .... 128 
 
 E. 
 
 Exulting, rejoicing, hail the happy morning, 131 
 
 F. 
 
 Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone . . 42 
 Far above yon glorious ceiling .... 57 
 Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand, 76 
 Farewell, my dear brethren, I bid you farewell, 77 
 Far from my thoughts vain world be gone . 182 
 Father of mercies, God of love .... 146 
 Friends of Jesus come and dwell .... 98 
 
011 
 
 Agft 
 
 From the regions of love, &c 10 
 
 From all that's mortal, all that's Tain ... 89 
 whence does the union arise ... S9 
 
 From Egypt lately freed .96 
 
 From Salem's gates advancing slow . . .1*" 
 
 G. 
 
 God counts the sorrows of his saints ... 101 
 Grant, gracious Father, that this day . . 131 
 Great God on thee our trust is stay'd . . 138 
 Great Redeemer, friend of sinners . . .152 
 Guide me, O thou great Jehovah . . . . 119 
 
 H. 
 
 Hail sovereign love that first began ... 18 
 HaiJ ye sighing sons of sorrow .... 154 
 
 Hail thou blest morn, &c 174 
 
 Hark from the tombs a doleful sound . . 110 
 
 H - the jubilee is sounding 58 
 
 Hark, my soul! it is the Lord 75 
 
 Hark' the voice of love and mercy . . .173 
 
 Hark the song of Jubilee 1S5 
 
 Hasten, sinner to be wise 203 
 
 Hearts of stone, relent, relent 117 
 
 Hear the rojal proclamation . . . . .177 
 Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph, 99 
 How happy every child of grace .... 6 
 
 How lost was my condition 14 
 
 How sweet, how heavenly is the sight . . 79 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds . . 120 
 How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lord, 163 
 How happy, how loving, how joyful 1 feel . 181 
 How sad are the moments when wandering &c. 191 
 
 I. 
 
 If life's pleasures charm thee 151 
 
 I know n.a T my Redeemer lives 103 
 
 I love my blessed Saviour 82 
 
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 I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my love, Ts 
 
 I'll sing my Saviour's grace .166 
 
 In the house of King David a fountain did 
 
 . s P rin S 64 
 
 In vain my fancy strives to paint ... 94 
 In all my Lord's appointed ways . • . . 97 
 
 In evil long I took delight 102 
 
 In ev'ry trouble sharp and strong . . . .116 
 It grieves me Lord, it grieves me sore . . 145 
 
 J. 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home 41 
 
 Jesus at thy command 26 
 
 Jesus and shall it ever be 49 
 
 Jesus I love thy charming name . . . .164 
 
 Jesus I throw my arms around 180 
 
 Jesus, I know, hath died for me . . . . 183 
 
 L. 
 
 Listed into the cause of sin 24 
 
 Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends . * 46 
 Life is the time to serve the Lord . . . .181 
 Lord ray ransom'd soul adores thee ... 80 
 Lord when together here we meet . . . .135 
 
 Lo I come with joy to do 158 
 
 Lord and am I yet alive 161 
 
 Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee , 204 
 
 M. 
 
 Mercy, thou Son of David 15 
 
 Mortals, awake, with angels join . . . .113. 
 My days, my weeks, my months, my years . 83 
 My God was with me all the night . . .100 
 My soul be on thy guard 122 
 
 N. 
 Nay I cannot let thee 50 99 
 
213 
 O. 
 
 Pqge, 
 
 God my heart with love inflame ... 3*7 
 
 give me Lord my sin3 to mourn .... 32 
 
 O how I have long'd for the coming of God, 12 
 
 O hearken sinners we have cause . . . 147 
 
 O how charming, how charming, . . . . 188 
 
 O Jesus my Saviour to thee 1 submit ... 9 
 
 O Jesus now thy power display .... 60 
 
 O Jesus my Saviour I know thou art mine . 61 
 
 O may I worthy prove to see 112 
 
 One there is above all others 126 
 
 On the brink of fiery ruin 134 
 
 there will be mourning 193 
 
 O there will be praising 193 
 
 O thou in whose presence, &c 34 
 
 thou whose guardian care hath kept . 131 
 O thou whose tender merry hears . . . .173 
 
 Our souls by love together knit .... 63 
 
 Our bondage it shall end by and by ... 143 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead . . . .199 
 
 O what amazing love 200 
 
 O when shall I see Jesus 33 
 
 O where shall rest be found 195 
 
 O why should unbelief 162 
 
 O Zion afflicted with wave upon wave . . 126 
 
 P. 
 
 People of the living God 196 
 
 R. 
 
 Remember sinful youth you must die . . .170 
 
 Return, O wanderer, return 180 
 
 Rise my soul and stretch thy wings ... 88 
 
 Saw ye my Saviour, &c. 4 
 
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 214 
 
 Saviour visit thy plantation 169 
 
 See the Lord of glory dying . . • L . . .117 
 See the eternal Judge descending . . . 156 
 Show me the souls to doubt expos'd . . .165 
 Shout the <rlad tidings, exultingly sing . . 202 
 
 Sinner hear the Saviour's call 70 
 
 Sinner, art thou still secure 193 
 
 Soon will this mortal life be o'er . . . .147 
 Sound, sound the truth abroad .... 168 
 Stop poor sinner, stop and think .... 19 
 Stop poor sinners, and look yonder . . . 141 
 
 Sweet rivers of redeeming love 67 
 
 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope .... 115 
 Sweet muse descend and bless the shade . . 144 
 Sweet is the day of sacred rest . .. . . 201 
 
 The son of man they did betray .... 20 
 
 Throughout the Saviour's life we trace . . 23 
 
 The voice of free grace 27 
 
 This life's a dream an empty show . . . . SS 
 
 There is a land of pleasure 40 
 
 The Lord's into his garden come .... 4S 
 
 There is a heaven o'er yond-er skies ... 50 
 
 The wond'rous love of Jesus 51 
 
 The reason we love friendship .... 52 
 
 The sacred ties of friendship 71 
 
 There we shall reign with Jesus, &c. . . 73 
 
 Thire is a holy city 90 
 
 The gospel's joyful sound 101 
 
 Thro' all the downward tracks of time . .118 
 The trump ol the gospel resounds thro' the 
 
 land 132 
 
 Tho' in the outward church below ... 150 
 
 The land of glory lies 176 
 
 The crowd, the poor unthinking crowd . .188 
 
 Th.s tree a sacred monument 1 rear . . . 200 
 
 Through tribulation deep 197 
 
215 
 
 *Tis a point I long to know ...... 1S6 
 
 "Tis my happiness below . . . . A . . 204 
 
 V. 
 
 Vital spark of heavenly flame 125 
 
 W. 
 
 What happy children, who follow Jesus . 62 
 
 When languor and disease invade .... 114 
 
 When faith presents the Saviour's death . 133 
 
 Whither go'st thou, pilgrim stranger . . 153 
 
 What various hindrances we meet ... 158 
 
 When blooming youth is snatch'd away . . 160 
 
 While on the verge of life 1 stand . . . 161 
 
 When I survey the wond'rous cross ... 164 
 
 What wond'rous love is this, kc. ... J 72 
 
 \\ hat could your Redeemer do .... 187 
 
 Where are the dead, in heaven or hell . . 194 
 
 With love and pity I look around .... 86 
 
 Ye children of Zion who're aiming for glory 3 
 
 Ye sons of war I pray draw near .... 7 
 
 Ye jewels of my master 2S 
 
 Ye weary heavy laden souls 74 
 
 Ye saints of Jesus courage take .... 92 
 
 Ye virgin souls arise 104 
 
 Yonder — amazing sight — I see .... 106 
 
 Young people all attention give .... 139 
 
 Z. 
 
 Zion the marvellous story be telling . . . 202 
 
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