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 SELECTION OF HYMNS, 
 
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 PUBLIC AND SOCIAL WORSHIP. 
 
 SECOND EDITION. 
 
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 1844. 
 
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 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 
 
 All hail the great Emmanuel’s name ! 
 
 And can my heart aspire so high. 
 
 And now, my soul, another year, 
 Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat, 
 Awake, and sing the song, 
 
 Awake, my heart; arise my tongue. 
 Awake, our souls, away, our fears. 
 
 Arise, in all thy splendour, Lord, 
 
 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb, 
 
 Behold the Lamb of God, who bore, 
 Behold the throne of grace ! 
 
 Behold what wondrous grace. 
 
 Beset with snares on ev’ry hand, 
 
 Be still, my heart; these anxious cares, 
 Be strong, my heart! be high thine aim ! 
 Blest be the tie that binds. 
 
 Blest are the souls that hear and know. 
 Brethren, let us join and bless, 
 
 Brethren, let us walk together, 
 
 Buried in shadows of the night, 
 
 Children of the heavenly King, 
 
 Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day, 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, Heavenly dove. 
 
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 Come, happy souls, approach your God, 18 
 Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, 18 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come, 19 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs, 20 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above, 20 
 
 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare, 21 
 
 Come, sound his praise abroad, 22 
 
 Come, Thou long expected Jesus, 22 
 
 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched, 23 
 
 Come ye, who love the Lord, 24 
 
 Come weary souls, with sin distress’d, 24 
 
 Dear refuge of my weary soul, 25 
 
 Death, in a thousand awful forms, 26 
 
 Destruction’s easy road, 26 
 
 Does the Lord of glory speak, 27 
 
 Eternal Spirit, we confess, ' 8 
 
 Faith is a precious grace, 28 
 
 Far from these narrow scenes of night, 29 
 Father of mercies, in thy word, 30 
 
 For mercies, countless as the sands, 30 
 
 Fierce passions discompose the mind, 31 
 
 Father of all, in whom alone, 32 
 
 Give me the wings of faith, to rise, 32 
 
 Give to our God immortal praise, 33 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 34 
 
 God, in the gospel of his Son, 35 
 
 God of my life, whose gracious power, 35 
 
 God of my life, to Thee I call, 36 
 
 Go worship at Immanuel’s feet, 37 
 
 Great Sov’reign, et our ev’ning songs, 37 
 Grace ! ’tis a joyful sound, 38 
 
 Gracious Spirit, Love Divine ! 39 
 
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 Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah, 39 
 
 Hail, Thou once despised Jesus ! 40 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy, 41 
 
 Hark the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, 41 
 Happy the heart where graces reign, 42 
 
 Happy the souls to Jesus join’d, 43 
 
 Happy are they to whom the Lord, 43 
 
 He dies ! the friend of sinners dies ! 44 
 
 How bless’d thy creature is, O Lord ! 45 
 
 How oft have sin and Satan strove, 4(5 
 
 How helpless guilty nature lies, 4(5 
 
 How sad our state by nature is ! 4/ 
 
 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds, 48 
 
 If Jesus is our’s wc have a true friend, 48 
 I ask’d the Lord that I might grow, 49 
 
 1 know that my Redeemer lives, 50 
 
 I love the Lord, his gracious ear, 50 
 
 Immoveable our hope remains, 51 
 
 In all my vast concerns with Thee, 52 
 
 I will praise Thee cv’ry day, 52 
 
 Jerusalem, my happy home, 53 
 
 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 54 
 
 Jesus, Lord, we look to Thee, 53 
 
 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone, 55 
 
 Jesus shall reign where’er the sun, 56 
 
 Jesus, the spring of joys divine, 57 
 
 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness, 57 
 
 Jesus, whose blood so freely stream’d, 58 
 
 .lesus, where’er thy people meet, 59 
 
 Joy is a fruit that will not grow, 59 
 
 Lamb of Got!, we fall before Thee, 60 
 
 Lamb of God, who Thee receive, 61 
 
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 Let hearts and tongues unite, 62 
 
 Let me but hear my Saviour say, 62 
 
 Lord, I believe a rest remains, 63 
 
 Lord, if Thou thy grace impart, 64 
 
 Lord, if thy people suffer grief, 64 
 
 Lord, we adore thy boundless grace, 65 
 
 Lord, we confess our nunvTous faults, 66 
 
 Lord, we come before thee now, 67 
 
 Lord, when we bend before thy throne, 67 
 
 My God, the cov’nant of thy love, 68 
 
 My God, the spring of all my joys, 69 
 
 My helper God ! I bless his name, 69 
 
 My Saviour, my almighty friend, 70 
 
 My song shall bless the Lord of all, 71 
 
 My times of sorrows and of joys, 71 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts, 72 
 
 No more, my God, I boast no more, 73 
 
 No strength of nature can suffice, 73 
 
 Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus, 74 
 
 Nothing know we of the season, 75 
 
 Now I see, whatider betide, 76 
 
 Now begin the heavenly theme, 76 
 
 Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, 77 
 O’er the gloomy hills of darkness, 78 
 
 Oft as the bell, with solemn toll, 79 
 
 Oh ! for a heart to praise my God, 79 
 
 Oh for a thousand tongues to sing, 80 
 
 Oh ! from the world’s vile slavery, 81 
 
 O God, our help in ages past, 81 
 
 Oh ! for a faith that will not shrink, 82 
 
 O Lord, my best desire fulfil, 83 
 
 O Lord, thy love to me impart, 84 
 
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 O Thou from whom all goodness flows ! 84 
 
 Oh ! what shall I do my Saviour to praise, 85 
 On the mountain tops appearing, 86 
 
 Pilgrims we are, to Canaan bound, 87 
 
 Prepare me, gracious God, 87 
 
 Plung’d in a gulf of dark despair, 88 
 
 Poor, weak, and worthless though I am, 88 
 Rejoice, believer, in the Lord, 89 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King, 90 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 91 
 
 Sin has a thousand treach’rous arts, 91 
 
 Salvation ! oh the joyful sound ! 92 
 
 Saviour, at thy feet we bow, 92 
 
 Saviour, breathe an ev’ning blessing, 93 
 
 Saviour, through the desert lead us, 94 
 
 So let our lips and lives express, 95 
 
 Sweet is the work, my God my King, 95 
 
 The souls that would to Jesus press, 96 
 
 The happy morn is come, 96 
 
 The sinner, that by precious faith, 9/ 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal name, 98 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 99 
 
 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 99 
 
 Thou boundless source of ev’ry good, 100 
 
 Thou very paschal Lamb, 10l 
 
 Thus far the Lord has led me on, 101 
 
 To Him that lov’d the souls of men, 102 
 
 To our Redeemer’s glorious name, 102 
 
 Try us O God ! and search the g'round, 103 
 What diff’rent powers of grace and sin, 104 
 We sing the praise of Him who died, 104 
 What various hindrances we meet, 105 
 
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 When Israel by Divine command, 106 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross, 1C6 
 
 We’ve no abiding city here, 107 
 
 When truly a sinner believes, 108 
 
 Ye servants of God, your master proclaim, 109 
 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 109 
 
 Zion’s King shall reign victorious, 110 
 
 Zion the city of our God, 111 
 
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 HYMN 1. C. M. 
 
 1 Alas ! and did my Saviour bleed ? 
 
 And did my sovereign die ! 
 
 Would He devote that sacred head 
 For such a worm as I ? 
 
 2 Was it for sins that I had done 
 
 He groan’d upon the tree ? 
 
 Amazing pity ! grace unknown ! 
 
 And love beyond degree ! 
 
 3 Well might the sun in darkness hidd^ 
 
 And shut his glories in, 
 
 When Christ, the mighty Maker, died^ 
 For man, the creature’s sin. 
 
 4 So be my boastings silenc’d too. 
 
 And humbled be my pride, 
 
 When faith holds out before my view 
 The Saviour crucified. 
 
 5 Though neither tears nor zeal can pay 
 
 The debt of love I owe ; 
 
 Yet, Lord, I give myself away j 
 ’Tis all that I can do. 
 
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 HYMNS 2, 3 . 
 
 HYMN 2. C. M, 
 
 1 All hail the great Emmanuel’s name ! 
 
 Ye angels, prostrate fall : 
 
 Bring forth the royal diadem, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 2 Crown Him, ye martyrs of our God, 
 
 Who from his altar call; 
 
 Extol the stem of Jesse’s rod, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 3 Ye saints, redeem’d of Adam’s race. 
 
 Ye ransom’d from the fall, 
 
 Hail Him, who saves you by his grace, 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 4 Ye realms of every tongue and name. 
 
 Ye nations great and small. 
 
 Your mighty Saviour’s praise proclaim, 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 5 O ! that w T ith yonder sacred throng 
 
 We at his feet may fall. 
 
 Join in the everlasting song, 
 
 And crown Him Lord of all. 
 
 HYMN 3. C. M. 
 
 1 And can my heart aspire so high, 
 
 To say “ My Father, God 
 Lord, at thy feet I fain would lie, 
 
 And learn to kiss the rod. 
 
 2 I would submit to all thy will. 
 
 For thou art good and wise ; 
 
HYMN 4. 
 
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 Let ev’ry anxious thought be still, 
 
 And not a murmur rise. 
 
 3 Thy love can cheer the darksome gloom, 
 
 And bid me wait serene. 
 
 Till hopes and joys immortal bloom, 
 
 And brighten all the scene. 
 
 4 “My Father,”—oh ! permit my heai't 
 
 To plead its humble claim. 
 
 And ask the bliss those words impart. 
 
 In my Redeemer’s name. 
 
 HYMN 4. C. M. 
 
 1 And now, my soul, another year 
 
 Of thy short life is past ; 
 
 I cannot long continue here. 
 
 The next may be my last. 
 
 2 Much of my dubious life is gone, 
 
 Nor will return again ; 
 
 And swift my passing moments run— 
 The few that yet remain. 
 
 3 Awake, my soul, with utmost care. 
 
 Thy true condition learn ; 
 
 What are thy hopes, how sure, how fair ; 
 And what thy great concern. 
 
 4 Now a new scene of time begins. 
 
 Now fix thy hopes on heaven ; 
 
 Seek pardon for thy former sins, 
 
 In Christ so freely given. 
 
 5 Now seek to yield thyself to God ; 
 
 And on his power depend, 
 
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 HYMNS 5, 6. 
 
 For grace to guide thee in that road, 
 Which shall in glory end. 
 
 HYMN 5. C. M. 
 
 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 I venture nigh ; 
 
 Thou callest burden’d souls to thee, 
 And such, O Lord! am I. 
 
 3 Bow’d down beneath a load of sin. 
 
 By Satan sorely prest, 
 
 Fightings without, and fears within, 
 
 I come to Thee for rest. 
 
 4 Be Thou my shield and hiding-place. 
 
 That shelter’d near thy side, 
 
 I may my fierce accuser face. 
 
 And tell him, thou hast died, 
 
 5 O wondrous love ! to bleed and die, 
 
 To hear the cross and shame, 
 
 That guilty sinners, such as I, 
 
 Might plead thy gracious name. 
 
 HYMN 6. S. M. 
 
 1 Awake, and sing the song 
 Of Moses and the Lamb ; 
 
 Wake ev’ry heart and ev’ry tongue 
 To praise the Saviour’s name. 
 
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 2 Sing of his dying love ; 
 
 Sing of his rising power ; 
 
 Sing how He intercedes above 
 For those whose sins He bore. 
 
 3 Sing on your heavenly way. 
 
 Ye ransonYd sinners, sing ; 
 
 Sing on, rejoicing ev’ry day 
 In Christ, th’ eternal King. 
 
 4 Soon shall we hear Him say— 
 
 “ Ye blessed children, come z” 
 
 Soon will He call us hence away. 
 
 And take his pilgrims home. 
 
 5 Soon shall th’ enraptured tongue 
 His endless praise proclaim, 
 
 And sweeter voices swell the son" 
 
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 Of Moses and the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 7- C. M. 
 
 1 Awake, my heart; arise, my tongue ; 
 
 Prepare a tuneful voice ; 
 
 In God, the life of all my joys, 
 
 Aloud will I rejoice. 
 
 2 ,r Tis he adorns my naked soul. 
 
 And seals salvation mine ; 
 
 Upon a poor polluted worm 
 
 He makes his graces shine. / 
 
 3 And lest the shadow of a spot 
 
 Should on my soul be found, 
 
 He takes the robe my Saviour wrought, 
 And casts it all around. 
 
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 HYMN 8. 
 
 4 The Spirit works by faith and love. 
 
 And hope, and every grace : 
 
 But Christ by his obedience wrought 
 The robe of righteousness. 
 
 5 How well, my soul, art thou arrayed 
 
 By the most Holy Three ! 
 
 In sweetest harmony of praise 
 Let all thy powers agree. 
 
 HYMN 8. L. M. 
 
 1 Awake, our souls, away, our fears. 
 
 Let every trembling thought be gone ; 
 Awake, and run the heavenly race. 
 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 2 True, ’tis a strait and thorny road. 
 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 
 But they forget the mighty God, 
 
 That feeds the strength of every saint— 
 
 3 The mighty God, whose matchless power 
 
 Is ever new and ever young, 
 
 And firm endures while endless years 
 Their everlasting circles run. 
 
 4 From Thee, the overflowing spring. 
 
 Our souls shall drink a fresh supply; 
 While such as trust their native strength. 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
 5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air, 
 
 We’ll mount aloft to thine abode ; 
 
 On wings of love our souls shall fly, 
 
 Nor tire amidst the heavenly road. 
 
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 HYMN 9. L. M. 
 
 1 Arise, in all thy splendour. Lord, 
 
 Let pow’r attend thy gracious word : 
 Unveil the beauties of thy face, 
 
 And shew the glories of thy grace. 
 
 2 Diffuse thy light and truth abroad. 
 
 And be thou known th’ Almighty God ; 
 Make bare thine arm, thy pow’r display, 
 While truth and grace thy sceptre sway. 
 
 3 Send forth thy messengers of peace. 
 Make Satan’s reign and empire cease; 
 Let thy salvation. Lord, be known, 
 
 That all the world thy pow’r may own. 
 
 4 Though now the nations sit beneath 
 The darkness of overspreading death, 
 God will arise with light divine, 
 
 On Zion’s holy towers to shine. 
 
 5 That light shall glance on distant lands; 
 And heathen tribes, in joyful bands, 
 Come, with exulting haste, to prove 
 The power and greatness of his love. 
 
 6 O may the triumphs of thy grace 
 Abound, while righteousness and peace, 
 In mild and lovely forms, display 
 
 The glories of the latter day. 
 
 HYMN 10. L. M. 
 
 1 Behold the sin-atoning Lamb, 
 
 With wonder, gratitude, and love ! 
 
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 HYMN 11. 
 
 To take away our guilt and shame, 
 
 See him descending from above ! 
 
 2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid s 
 
 He meekly bore the mighty load ; 
 
 Our ransom-price he fully paid. 
 
 In groans and tears, in sweat and blood* 
 
 3 Pardon and peace through him abound ; 
 
 He can the richest blessings give ; 
 Salvation in his name is found ; 
 
 He bids the dying sinner live. 
 
 4 Jesus, my Lord, I look to thee ; 
 
 Where else can helpless sinners go ? 
 
 Thy boundless love shall set me free 
 From all my wretchedness and woe* 
 
 HYMN 11. C. M. 
 
 1 Behold the Lamb of God, who bore 
 Thy burdens on the tree ; 
 
 And paid in blood the dreadful score, 
 
 The ransom due for thee. 
 
 'z Look to Him till the sight endears 
 The Saviour to thy heart ; 
 
 His pierced feet bedew with tears, 
 
 Nor from his cross depart. 
 
 3 Look to Him till his dying love 
 
 Thy ev’ry thought contx-ol; 
 
 Its vast constraining influence prove 
 O’er body, spirit, soul. 
 
 4 Look to Him, as the race you run* 
 
 Your never-failing friend ; 
 
HYMNS 12, 13. 
 
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 Finish He will the work begun. 
 
 And grace in glory end. 
 
 HYMN 12. S. M. 
 
 1 Behold the throne of grace ! 
 
 The promise calls me near ; 
 
 There Jesus shows a smiling face. 
 And waits to answer prayer. 
 
 2 That rich atoning blood, 
 
 Which sprinkled round I see. 
 
 Provides for those, who come to God, 
 An all-prevailing plea. 
 
 3 Beyond our utmost wants 
 His love and power can bless ; 
 
 To praying souls He always grants 
 More than they can express. 
 
 4 Thine image. Lord, bestow. 
 
 Thy presence and thy love ; 
 
 I ask to serve Thee here below. 
 
 And reign with Thee above. 
 
 5 Teach me to live by faith, * 
 Conform my will to thine ; 
 
 Let me victorious be in death. 
 
 And then in glory shine. 
 
 HYMN 13. S. M. 
 
 1 Behold, what wondrous grace 
 The Father hath bestow’d 
 
 On us, poor sinners of the earth. 
 
 To call us sons of God ! 
 
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 HYMN 14. 
 
 2 Nor doth it yet appear 
 
 How great we must be made ; 
 
 But when we see our Saviour here, 
 We shall be like our Head. 
 
 3 A hope so much divine 
 May trials well endure ; 
 
 Will purify our souls from sin, 
 
 As Christ the Lord is purev 
 
 4 If in my Father’s love 
 I share a filial part, 
 
 O send thy spirit, like a dove, 
 
 To rest upon my heart. 
 
 5 We should no longer lie 
 
 Like slaves beneath thy throne : 
 
 My faith shall abba, Jather , cry, 
 
 And thou mv voice wilt own. 
 
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 HYMN 14. L. M. 
 
 1 Beset with snares on ev’ry hand 
 In life’s uncertain path I stand ; 
 Saviour l^ivine, diffuse thy light. 
 
 To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 
 
 2 Engage this roving, treach’rous heart. 
 Dear Lord, to choose the better part ; 
 To scorn the trifles of a day, 
 
 For joys that none can take away, 
 
 3 Then let the wildest storms arise ; 
 
 Let tempests mingle seas and skies ; 
 No fatal shipwreck shall I fear, 
 
 But all mv treasures with me bear. 
 
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 4 If thou, (3 Jesus, still art nigh, 
 
 Cheerful I live, and joyful die ; 
 
 Secure, when mortal comforts flee. 
 
 To find ten thousand worlds in thee. 
 
 HYMN 15. 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 ? 
 How 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 power. 
 
 4 Did ever trouble yet befal. 
 
 And He refuse to hear thy call ? 
 
 And has he not his promise pass'd, 
 
 That thou shalt overcome at last ? 
 
 5 He, who has help'd me hitherto, 
 
 Will help me all my journey through, 
 And give me daily cause to raise 
 New Ebenezers to his praise. 
 
 <6 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. 
 
HYMNS 16, 17. 
 
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 HYMN 16. L. M. 
 
 ♦ 1 Be strong, my heart ! be high thine aim ! 
 Secure in Christ thy triumphs claim ; 
 Faith in his Word shall sin control. 
 Confirm and purify the soul. 
 
 2 Nature will raise up all her strife, 
 
 Foe to the flesh-abasing life ; 
 
 Loath in a Saviour’s death to share, 
 
 Her daily cross compell’d to bear. 
 
 3 But grace, omnipotent at length. 
 
 Working by love’s most gentle strength, 
 Subdues her lusts, her passions bends, 
 And each long conflict safely ends. 
 
 4 Act, then, the child’s submissive part, 
 
 In faith give up to love thine heart ; 
 
 That Father’s love, whose tender breast 
 Yearns with desire to make thee blest. 
 
 HYMN 17. S. M. 
 
 1 Blest be the tie that binds 
 Our hearts in Christian love ! 
 
 The fellowship of kindred minds 
 Is like to that above. 
 
 2 Before our Father’s throne 
 We pour our ardent prayers ; 
 
 Our fears, our hopes, our aims, are one,—- 
 Our comforts, and our cares. 
 
 3 We share our mutual woes ; 
 
 Our mutual burdens bear ; 
 
 And often for each other flows 
 The sympathizing tear. 
 
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 4 When we asunder part, 
 
 It gives us inward pain ; 
 
 But we shall still be join’d in heart. 
 
 And hope to meet again. 
 
 5 This glorious hope revives 
 Our courage by the way ; 
 
 While each in expectation lives. 
 
 And longs to see the day. 
 
 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 
 
 And sin, we shall be free ; 
 
 And perfect love and friendship reign. 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 HYMN 38. C. M. 
 
 1 Blest are the souls that hear and know 
 
 The gospel’s joyful sound ; 
 
 Peace shall attend the path they go. 
 
 And light their steps surround. 
 
 2 Their faith shall bear their spirits up, 
 
 Through their Redeemer’s name ; 
 
 His righteousness exalts their hope, 
 
 Nor Satan dares condemn. 
 
 3 They glory in his cross alone ; 
 
 They conquer by his grace: 
 
 And near the King’s eternal throne 
 Will soon possess a place. 
 
 4 The Lord, our glory and defence, 
 
 Strength and salvation gives ; 
 
 Israel, thy King for ever reigns, 
 
 Thy God for ever lives. 
 
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 HYMNS 19, -20. 
 
 HYMN 19. 7s. 
 
 1 Brethren, let us join and bless 
 Christ, the Lord our righteousness ; 
 
 Let our praise to Him be given, 
 
 High at God’s right hand in heaven. 
 
 2 Son of God, to Thee we bow: 
 
 Thou art Lord, and only Thou ; 
 
 Thou the blessed virgin’s seed. 
 
 Glory of thy church, and head. 
 
 3 Thee the angels ceaseless sing; 
 
 Thee we praise, our priest and king; 
 
 Worthy is thy name of praise, 
 
 Full of glory, full of grace. 
 
 4 Thou hast the glad tidings brought 
 Of salvation by thee wrought;— 
 
 Wrought to set thy people free; 
 
 Wrought to bring our souls to Thee. 
 
 5 May we follow and adore 
 
 Thee, our Saviour, more and more : 
 
 Guide and bless us with thy love, 
 
 Till we join thy saints above. 
 
 HYMN 20. 8, 7 , 4. 
 
 1 Brethren, let us walk together 
 
 In the bonds of love and peace; 
 
 Can it be a question, whether 
 
 Brethren should from conflict cease ? 
 
 ’Tis in union, hope, and joy, and love increase, 
 
 2 While we journey homeward, let us 
 
 Help each other in the road: 
 
HYMN 21. 
 
 Foes on every side beset us, 
 
 Snares through all tl\e way are strew*d : 
 It behoves us each to bear a brother’s load. 
 
 3 When we think how much our Father 
 
 Has forgiven, and does forgive. 
 
 Brethren, we should learn, the rather. 
 
 Free from wrath and strife to live. 
 
 Far removing all that might offend or grieve. 
 
 4 Then let each esteem his brother 
 
 Better than himself to be; 
 
 And let each prefer another. 
 
 Full of love, from envy free: 
 
 Happy are we, when in this we all agree. 
 
 HYMN 21. L. M. 
 
 1 Buried in shadows of the night 
 We lie, till Christ restores the light; 
 Wisdom descends to heal the blind. 
 
 And chase the darkness of the mind. 
 
 2 Our guilty souls are drown’d in tears. 
 
 Till his atoning blood appears ; 
 
 Then we awake from deep distress, 
 
 And sing “ The Lord our Righteousness .” 
 
 3 Our very frame is full of sin— 
 
 His Spirit makes our natures clean : 
 
 At once to cleanse and pardon too, 
 
 Such virtues from his suff’rings flow. 
 
 4 Jestjs beholds where Satan reigns, 
 Binding his slaves in heavy chains ; 
 
 He sets the prisoners free, and breaks 
 The iron bondage from our necks. 
 
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 HYMNS 22, 23. 
 
 5 Poor helpless worms in Thee possess 
 Grace, ivisdom, power and righteousness ; 
 Thou art our mighty All, and we 
 Give our whole selves, O Lord, to thee. 
 
 HYMN 22. 7s- 
 
 1 Children of the heavenly King, 
 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing : 
 
 Sing your Saviour’s worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 2 We are traveling home to God, 
 
 In the way the fathers trod; 
 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 3 Foes are round us, but we stand 
 On the borders of our land; 
 
 Jesus, God’s exalted Son, 
 
 Bids us, undismay’d, go on. 
 
 4 Let us sing; for, safe and bless’d. 
 
 We with Jesus soon shall rest ; 
 
 There our home is now prepar’d. 
 
 There our kingdom and reward. 
 
 5 Onward, then, we’ll gladly press. 
 Through this earthly wilderness ; 
 
 Only, Lord, our leader be. 
 
 And we still will follow Thee. 
 
 HYMN 23. 7s. 
 
 1 Christ, the Lord, is ris’n to-day, 
 
 Our triumphant holy day : 
 
 He endur’d the cross and grave, 
 
 Sinners to redeem and save. 
 
HYM< 24. 
 
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 2 Lo ! He rises, mighty king ; 
 
 Where, O death ! is now thy sting ? 
 
 Lo ! He claims his native sky ; 
 
 Grave, where is thy victory ? 
 
 3 Sinners, see your ransom paid, 
 
 Peace with God for ever made; 
 
 With your risen Saviour rise ; 
 
 Claim with Him the purchas’d skies. 
 
 4 Christ, the Lord, is ris’n to-day, 
 
 Our triumphant holy day : 
 
 Loud the song of victory raise; 
 
 Shout the great Redeemer’s praise. 
 
 HYMN 24. L. M. 
 
 1 Come, gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove, 
 With light and comfort from above ; 
 
 Be Thou our Guardian, Thou our Guide; 
 O’er every thought and step preside. 
 
 2 The light of truth to us display, 
 
 And make us know and choose thy way: 
 Plant holy fear in ev’ry heart. 
 
 That we from God may ne’er depart. 
 
 3 Lead us to holiness—the road. 
 
 Which we must take to dwell with God: 
 Lead us to Christ—the living way: 
 
 Nor let us from his pastures stray. 
 
 4 Lead us to God—our final rest, 
 
 To be with him for ever blest: 
 
 Lead us to heaven, its bliss to share— 
 Fulness of joy for ever there. 
 
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 HYMNS 25, 26. 
 
 HYMN 25. C. M. 
 
 1 Come, happy souls, approach your God, 
 
 With new melodious songs ; 
 
 Come, render to almighty grace 
 The tribute of your tongues. 
 
 2 So strange, so boundless was the love, 
 
 That pitied dying men, 
 
 The Father sent his equal Son, 
 
 To give them life again. 
 
 3 Thy hands, dear Jesus, were not arm’d 
 
 With a revenging rod ; 
 
 No hard commission to perform 
 The vengeance of a God. 
 
 4 But all was mercy, all was mild, 
 
 And wrath forsook the throne. 
 
 When Christ on the kind errand came. 
 And brought salvation down. 
 
 5 Here, sinners, you may heal your wounds. 
 
 And wipe your sorrows dry; 
 
 Trust in the mighty Saviour’s name. 
 
 And you shall never die. 
 
 HYMN 26. L. M. 
 
 1 Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, 
 
 And fit me to approach my God ; 
 Remove each vain, each worldly thought, 
 And lead me to thy bless’d abode. 
 
 2 Hast Thou imparted to my soul 
 
 A living spark of heavenly fire ? 
 
HYMN 27. 
 
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 Oil! kindle now the sacred flame ; 
 
 Teach me to burn with pure desire, 
 
 4 Impress upon my wand’ring heart 
 
 The love that Christ for sinners bore; 
 
 And give a new, a contrite heart— 
 
 A heart the Saviour to adore. 
 
 4 A brighter faith and hope impart, 
 
 And let me now the Saviour see ; 
 
 Oh ! soothe and cheer my burden’d heart. 
 And bid my spirit rest in Thee. 
 
 HYMN 27. S. M. 
 
 1 Come, Holy Spirit, come ; 
 
 Let thy bright beams arise ; 
 
 Dispel all sorrow from our minds, 
 
 All darkness from our eyes, 
 
 2 Convince us all of sin, 
 
 Then lead to Jesus’ blood ; 
 
 And to our wond’ring view reveal 
 The mercies of our God. 
 
 3 Revive our drooping faith, 
 
 Our doubts and fears remove; 
 
 And kindle in our breasts the flame 
 Of never-dying love. 
 
 4 ’Tis thine to cleanse the heart, 
 
 To sanctify the soul, 
 
 To pour fresh life on ev’ry part. 
 
 And new-create the whole. 
 
 5 Dwell, therefore, in our hearts, 
 
 Our minds from bondage free ; 
 
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 HYMNS 28, 29. 
 
 Then shall we know, and praise, and love, 
 The Father, Son, and Thee. 
 
 HYMN 28. C. M. 
 
 1 Coke, let us join onr cheerful songs 
 
 With angels round the throne; 
 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues. 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
 2 " Worthy the Lamb, that died,’ 5 they cry, 
 
 " To be exalted thus 
 "'Worthy the Lamb,’ 5 our lips reply, 
 
 “ For he was slain for us.” 
 
 3 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honour and powe~ divine ; 
 
 And blessings more than we can give 
 Be, Lord, for ever thine. 
 
 4 Let all that dwell above the sky, 
 
 And air, and earth, and seas, 
 
 Conspire to raise thy glories high. 
 
 And speak thy endless praise. 
 
 5 Let all creation join in one, 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Him that sits upon the throne, 
 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 29. C. M. 
 
 1 Come, let us join our friends above, 
 
 Who have obtained the prize, 
 
 And on the eagle wings of love. 
 
 To joys celestial rise. 
 
 2 One family we dwell in him, 
 
 One Church, above, beneath ; 
 
HYMN 30. 
 
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 Tho’ now divided by the stream— 
 
 The narrow stream of death : 
 
 3 One army of the living God, 
 
 To his command we bow ; 
 
 Part of the host have cross’d the flood, 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
 4 O Jesus, be our constant guide ; 
 
 Then, when the word is giv’n, 
 
 Bid Jordan’s narrow stream divide. 
 
 And land us safe in heav’n. 
 
 HYMN 30. /s. 
 
 1 Come, my soul, thy suit prepare ; 
 
 Jesus loves to answer prayer; 
 
 He Himself has bid thee pray. 
 Therefore will not turn away. 
 
 2 Thou art coming to a King; 
 
 Large petitions with thee bring ; 
 
 For his grace and power are such, 
 
 None can ever ask too much. 
 
 3 With my burden I begin; 
 
 O ! 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 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. 
 
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 HYMNS 31, 32. 
 
 HYMN 31. S. M. 
 
 1 Come, sound his praise abroad. 
 
 And hymns of glory sing: 
 
 Jehovah is the sovereign God, 
 
 The universal king. 
 
 Praise ye the Lord. Hallelujah. 
 
 2 He form’d the deeps unknown ; 
 
 He gave the seas their bound; 
 
 The wat’ry worlds are his alone. 
 
 And his the solid ground. Praise, &c. 
 
 3 Come, worship at his throne; 
 
 Come, bow before the Lord ; 
 
 We are his work, and not our own ; 
 
 He form’d us by his word. Praise, &c. 
 
 4 To-day obey his voice. 
 
 Nor dare provoke his rod; 
 
 Come, as the people of his choice, 
 
 And own your gracious God. Praise, &c, 
 
 HYMN 32. 8s. 7s. 
 
 1 Come, Thou long expected Jesus, 
 
 Born to set thy people free; 
 
 From our fears and sins release us : 
 
 Let us find our rest in thee. 
 
 2 Israel’s strength and consolation, 
 
 Hope of all the saints Thou art; 
 
 Bless’d desire of ev’ry nation, 
 
 Joy of ev’ry faithful heart. 
 
 3 Born thy people to deliver ; 
 
 Born their Saviour and their king ; 
 
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 Born to reign in us for ever; 
 
 Now thy gracious kingdom bring. 
 
 4 By thine own eternal Spirit 
 Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 
 By thine all-sufficient merit 
 
 Raise us to thy glorious throne. 
 
 HYMN 33. 8 , 7 , 4. 
 
 1 Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched. 
 
 Come in mercy’s gracious hour; 
 
 Jesus ready stands to save you, 
 
 Full of pity, love and power ; 
 
 He is able. He is willihg; doubt no more. 
 
 2 Come, ye needy, ye are welcome, 
 
 God’s free bounty glorify; 
 
 True belief, and true repentance, 
 
 Ev’ry grace which brings us nigh, 
 Without money, come to Jesus Christ, and buy. 
 
 3 Let not conscience make you linger. 
 
 Nor of fitness fondly dream ; 
 
 All the fitness He requireth 
 Is to feel your need of Hitn : 
 
 This He gives you; ’tis the Spirit’s rising beam. 
 
 4 Come ye weary heavy-laden, 
 
 Lost and ruin’d by the fall; 4 
 
 If you tarry till you’re better, 
 
 You will never come at all : 
 
 Not the righteous ; sinners Jesus came to call. 
 
 5 Lo! th’ incarnate God, ascended. 
 
 Pleads the merit of his blood : 
 
 Venture on Him, venture wholly 5 
 
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 HYMNS 34, 35. 
 
 Let no other trust intrude: 
 
 None but Jesus can do helpless sinners good. 
 
 HYMN 34. 148th M. 
 
 1 Come ye, who love the Lord, 
 
 And feel his quick’ning power. 
 
 Unite with one accord, 
 
 His goodness to adore : 
 
 To heaven and earth aloud proclaim 
 Your great Redeemer’s glorious name. 
 
 2 He left his throne above. 
 
 His glory laid aside. 
 
 Came down on wings of love. 
 
 And wept, and bled, and died : 
 
 The pangs He bore, what tongue can tell. 
 To save our souls from death and hell ? 
 
 3 He burst the grave : He rose 
 
 Victorious from the dead ; 
 
 And thence his vanquish’d foes 
 In glorious triumph led : 
 
 Up through the heavens the conqu’ror rode 
 Triumphant to the throne of God. 
 
 4 He soon again will come 
 
 (His chariot will not stay), 
 
 To take his children home 
 To realms of endless day. 
 
 We there shall see Him face to face, 
 
 And sing the triumphs of his grace. 
 
 HYMN 35. L. M. 
 
 1 Come weary souls, with sin distress’d, 
 
 The Saviour oilers heavenly rest; 
 
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 The kind, the gracious call obey, 
 
 And cast your gloomy fears away. 
 
 2 Oppress’d with guilt, a painful load, 
 
 Oh ! come and spread your woes abroad ; 
 Divine compassion, mighty love, 
 
 Will all the painful load remove. 
 
 3 Here mercy’s boundless ocean flows, 
 
 To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes ; 
 Pardon, and life, and endless peace. 
 
 How rich the gift! how free the grace ! 
 
 4 Lord, we accept, with thankful heart. 
 
 The hope thy gracious words impart; 
 
 We come with trembling, yet rejoice, 
 
 And bless the kind inviting voice. 
 
 5 Dear Saviour, let thy powerful love 
 Confirm our faith, our fears remove, 
 
 And sweetly influence ev’ry breast, 
 
 And guide us to eternal rest. 
 
 HYMN 36. C. M. 
 
 1 Dear refuge of my weary soul, 
 
 On Thee, when sorrows rise, 
 
 On Thee, when waves of trouble roll, 
 
 My fainting hope relies. 
 
 2 When hope revives, tho’ press’d with fears, 
 
 And I can say “ My God !” 
 
 Beneath thy feet I spread my cares, 
 
 And pour my woes abroad. 
 
 3 To Thee I tell each rising grief. 
 
 For Thou alone can’st heal; 
 
 Thy word can bring a sweet relief 
 For ev’ry pain I feel. 
 
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 HYMNS 37, 3S. 
 
 4 But ah ! when gloomy doubts prevail, 
 
 I fear to call Thee mine; 
 
 The springs of comfort seem to fail. 
 
 And all my hopes decline. 
 
 5 Yet, gracious God, where can I flee ? 
 
 Thou art my only trust; 
 
 And still my soul will cleave to Thee, 
 
 Though prostrate in the dust. 
 
 HYMN 37. L. M. 
 
 1 Death, in a thousand awful forms, 
 
 Appears, and sweeps our race away; 
 
 While to surviving dying worms 
 It loudly calls to watch and pray. 
 
 2 And where shall mortal sinners flee 
 
 For refuge from the general doom ? 
 
 Jesus, there’s none, there’s none, but Thee, 
 Can save them from the wrath to come. 
 
 3 But O, thy mercy, dearest Lord, 
 
 Can all their guilt and fears remove: 
 
 O, now thy saving grace afford, 
 
 And fit them for the realms above ! 
 
 4 Then, when in glory we arrive. 
 
 They too shall there behold thy face ; 
 
 And all, in one blest choir, shall give 
 Praises to thy redeeming grace. 
 
 HYMN 38. S. M. 
 
 I Destruction’s easy road 
 What multitudes pursue ! 
 
 While that which leads Hie soul to God 
 Is known or sought by few. 
 
HYMN 39. 
 
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 2 Believers enter in 
 
 By Christ, the living gate; 
 
 But they, who will not leave their sin, 
 Complain, it is too strait. 
 
 3 Oh ! hear the gospel call, 
 
 And enter while you may ! 
 
 Though Jesus’ flock be very small, 
 Yet none are safe but they. 
 
 4 Lord, open sinners’ eyes. 
 
 Their awful state to see ; 
 
 And make them, ere thy wrath arise* 
 To thee for safety flee. 
 
 HYMN 39. 6-7s. 
 
 1 Does the Lord of glory speak 
 
 To his creatures here below ? 
 
 And may souls so frail and weak 
 All his gracious dealings know ? 
 Does the blessed Bible bring 
 Tidings from our heavenly king ? 
 
 2 Oh with what intense desire 
 
 Should we search that sacred book ! 
 Here our zeal should never tire; 
 
 Here we should delight to look 
 For the rules by mercy given. 
 
 To conduct our souls to heaven. 
 
 3 Shall not he, that humbly seeks* 
 
 All the light of truth discern ? 
 
 Do we not, when Jesus speaks, 
 
 Feel our hearts within us burn ? 
 
 For his soul-reviving voice 
 Bids the mourner to rejoice. 
 
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 HYMNS 40, 41. 
 
 4 Lord, thy teaching grace impart, 
 
 That we may not read in vain ? 
 
 Write thy precepts on our heart, 
 
 Make thy truths and doctrines plain : 
 Let the message of thy love 
 Guide us to thy rest above. 
 
 HYMN 40. L. M. 
 
 1 Eternal Spirit, we confess. 
 
 And sing the wonders of thy grace ; 
 
 Thy power conveys our blessings down 
 From God the Father and the Son. 
 
 2 Enlighten’d by thy heavenly ray. 
 
 Our shades and darkness turn to day : 
 Thy inward teachings make us know 
 Our danger, and our refuge too. 
 
 3 Thy power and glory work within, 
 
 And break the chain of reigning sin $ 
 
 All our impei’ious lusts subdue, 
 
 And form our wretched hearts anew. 
 
 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice 
 Thy cheering words awake our joys ; 
 Thy words allay the stormy wind, 
 
 And calm the surges of the mind. 
 
 HYMN 41. S. M. 
 
 1 Faith is a precious grace, 
 
 Where’er it is bestow’d ; 
 
 It boasts of a celestial birth, 
 
 And is the gift of God. 
 
 2 Jesus it owns as King, 
 
 And all-atoning Priest ; 
 
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 It claims no merit of its own. 
 
 But looks for all in Christ. 
 
 3 To him it leads the soul. 
 
 When fill’d with deep distress, 
 
 Flies to the fountain of his blood, 
 
 And trust his righteousness. 
 
 4 All through the wilderness, 
 
 It is our strength and stay ; 
 
 Nor can we miss the heavenly road, 
 
 If faith direct our way, 
 
 5 Lord, ’tis thy work alone. 
 
 And that divinely free ; 
 
 Send down the Spirit of thy Son, 
 
 To work this faith in me. 
 
 HYMN 42. C. M. 
 
 1 Far from these narrow scenes of night 
 
 Unbounded glories rise ; 
 
 And realms of infinite delight. 
 Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
 2 Fair distant land ! could mortal eyes 
 
 But half its charms explore, 
 
 How would our spirits long to rise. 
 And dwell on earth no more ! 
 
 3 There pain and sickness never come, 
 
 And grief no more complains ; 
 Health triumphs in immortal bloom, 
 And endless pleasure reigns. 
 
 4 No clouds those blissful regions know- 
 
 Realms ever bright and fair; 
 
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 HYMNS 43, 44. 
 
 For sin, the source of mortal woe, 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 5 There all the millions of his saints 
 Shall in one song unite, 
 
 And each the bliss of all shall view 
 With infinite delight. 
 
 HYMN 43. C. M. 
 
 1 Father of mercies, in thy word 
 
 What endless glory shines ! 
 
 For ever be thy name ador’d 
 For these celestial lines. 
 
 2 Here the Redeemer’s welcome voice 
 
 Spreads heavenly peace around ; 
 And life and everlasting joys 
 Attend the blissful sound. 
 
 3 Here springs of consolation rise, 
 
 To cheer the fainting mind : 
 
 And thirsty souls receive supplies, 
 And sweet refreshment find. 
 
 4 Oh may these heavenly pages be 
 
 Our ever dear delight ! 
 
 And still new beauties may we see, 
 And still increasing light. 
 
 5 Divine instructor, gracious Lord, 
 
 Be thou for ever near ; 
 
 Teach us to love thy sacred word, 
 And view a Saviour there ! 
 
 HYMN 44. C. M. 
 
 1 For mercies, countless as the sands, 
 Which daily I receive 
 
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 From Jesus, my Redeemer’s hands, 
 
 My soul, what canst thou give ? 
 
 2 Alas ! from such a heart as mine, 
 
 What can I bring Him forth ? 
 
 My best is stain’d and dyed with sin, 
 
 My all is nothing worth. 
 
 3 Yet this acknowledgement I’ll make 
 
 For all He has bestow’d. 
 
 Salvation’s sacred cup I’ll take. 
 
 And call upon my God. 
 
 4 The best return for one like me, 
 
 So wretched and so poor. 
 
 Is from his gifts to draw a plea, 
 
 And ask Him still for more. 
 
 HYMN 45. C. M. 
 
 1 Fierce passions discompose the mind. 
 
 As tempests rend the sea ; 
 
 But calm content and peace we find. 
 
 When, Lord, we turn to Thee. 
 
 2 In vain by reason and by rule 
 
 We try to bend the will; 
 
 For none but in the Saviour’s school 
 Can learn the heavenly skill. 
 
 3 The teacher there has to us said, 
 
 “ Sinner canst thou complain ? 
 
 How light thy trouble here, if weigh’d 
 With everlasting pain ! 
 
 4 “ If thou of murm’ring wouldst be cur’d, 
 
 Compare thy griefs with mine ; 
 
 Think what my love for thee endur’d, 
 
 And thou wilt not repine. 
 
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 HYMNS 46, 47. 
 
 5 a ’Tis I appoint thy earthly lot, 
 
 And I do all things well: 
 
 Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot. 
 And rise with Me to dwell. ” 
 
 6 Since at his feet my soul has sat, 
 
 His gracious words to hear, 
 
 Contented with my present state, 
 
 I cast on Him my care. 
 
 HYMN 46. C. M. 
 
 1 Father of all, in whom alone 
 
 We live, and move, and breathe, 
 
 One bright celestial ray dart down, 
 
 And cheer thy sons beneath. 
 
 2 While in thy word we search for thee, 
 
 (We search with trembling awe,) 
 
 Open our eyes, and let us see 
 The wonders of thy law. 
 
 3 Now let our darkness comprehend 
 
 The light that shines so clear ; 
 
 Now the revealing Spirit send. 
 
 And give us ears to hear. 
 
 4 Before us make thy goodness pass, 
 
 Which here by faith we know ; 
 
 Let us in Jesus see thy face, 
 
 And die to all below. 
 
 HYMN 47. C. M- 
 
 1 Give me the wings of faith, to rise 
 Within the veil, and see 
 The saints above, how great their joys. 
 How bright their glories be. 
 
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 2 Once they were mourning here below, 
 
 And wet their couch with tears ; 
 
 They wrestled hard, as we do now, 
 
 With sins, and doubts, and fears. 
 
 3 It was by grace their victories came ; 
 
 They, with united breath. 
 
 Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
 
 Their triumphs to his death. 
 
 4. They mark’d the way our Saviour trod ; 
 His Spirit fill’d their breast; 
 
 And foll’wing their incarnate God, 
 
 They reach’d the promis’d rest. 
 
 5 Our glorious leader we will praise, 
 
 For his own pattern given 
 And, with the cloud of witnesses. 
 
 We’ll walk the path to heaven. 
 
 HYMN 48. L. M. 
 
 1 Give to our God immortal praise ; 
 
 Mercy and truth are all his ways ; 
 Wonders of grace to God belong; 
 
 Repeat his mercies in your song. 
 
 2 He fills the sun with morning light; 
 
 He bids the moon direct the night; 
 
 His mercies ever shall endure, 
 
 When sun and moon shall shine no more. 
 
 3 He sent his Son with power to save, 
 From guilt, and darkness, and the grave: 
 Wonders of grace to God belong; 
 
 Repeat his mercies in your song. 
 
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 HYMN 49; 
 
 4 Through this vain world He guides our feet, 
 And leads us to his heavenly seat; 
 
 His mercies ever shall endure* 
 
 When this vain world shall be no more; 
 
 HYMN 49. 8s; 7s; 
 
 1 Glorious things of thee are spoken* 
 
 Zion, city of our God; 
 
 He* whose word can ne’er be broken, 
 
 Form’d thee for his own abode: 
 
 On the rock of ages founded. 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 
 With salvation’s walls surrounded. 
 
 Thou art safe from all thy foes. 
 
 2 Here the streams of living waters. 
 
 Springing from eternal love. 
 
 Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
 
 And all dread of want remove : 
 
 Who can faint, while such a river 
 Ever flows, their thirst t’ assuage!; 
 
 Grace, which like the Lord, the giver. 
 
 Never fails from age to age. 
 
 3 Saviour, if in Zion’s city 
 
 Thou record our worthless name. 
 
 Let the world deride or pity. 
 
 We may well endure the shame : 
 
 Fading is the sinner’s pleasure—- 
 All his boasted pomp and show; 
 
 Solid joy and lasting treasure 
 None but Zion’s children know; 
 
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 HYMN 50. L. M. 
 
 1 God, in the gospel of his Son, 
 
 Makes his eternal counsels known ; 
 
 Here love in all its glory shines, 
 
 And truth is drawn ir. fairest lines. 
 
 2 The prisoner here may break his chains ; 
 
 The weary rest from all his pains ; 
 
 The captive feel his bondage cease ; 
 
 The mourner find the way of peace. 
 
 3 Here faith reveals to mortal eyes 
 
 A brighter world beyond the skies; 
 
 Here shines the light which guides our way 
 From earth to realms of endless day. 
 
 4 Oh grant us grace. Almighty Lord, 
 
 To see thy light, to know thy word; 
 
 Its truths with meekness to receive. 
 
 And by its holy precepts live. 
 
 HYMN 51. L. M. 
 
 1 God of my life, whose gracious power 
 
 Thro’ varied deaths my soul hath led; 
 
 Oft turn’d aside the fatal hour. 
 
 Or lifted up my sinking head; 
 
 2 In all my ways thy hand I own, 
 
 Thy ruling Providence I see; 
 
 Assist me still my course to run. 
 
 And still direct my paths to thee. 
 
 3 Oft, from the margin of the grave. 
 
 Thou, Lord, hast lifted up my head; 
 
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 HYMN 52. 
 
 Sudden I found thee near to save : 
 
 The fever own’d thy touch, and fled, 
 
 4 I have no skill the snare to shun ; 
 
 But thou, O Christ, my wisdom art: 
 
 I ever into ruin run; 
 
 But thou art greater than my heart. 
 
 5 Foolish, and impotent, and blind, 
 
 Lead me a way I have not known; 
 
 Bring me where I my heaven may find— 
 The heaven of loving thee alone. 
 
 HYMN 52. L. M. 
 
 1 God of my life, to Thee I call; 
 
 Afflicted at thy feet I fall; 
 
 When the great water-floods prevail. 
 
 Leave not my trembling heart to fail. 
 
 2 Friend of the friendless and the faint, 
 Where should I lodge my deep complaint ?• 
 Where but with Thee, whose open door 
 Invites the helpless and the poor. 
 
 3 Did ever mourner plead with Thee, 
 
 And Thou refuse that mourner’s plea ? 
 
 Does not the word still fix’d remain, 
 
 4 hat none shall seek thy face in vain ? 
 
 4 That were a grief I could not bear, 
 
 Didst Thou not hear and answer prayer; 
 But a prayer-hearing, answering God, 
 Supports me under ev’ry load. 
 
 5 Poor though I am, despis’d, forgot. 
 
 Yet God, my God, forgets me not: 
 
HYMNS 53, 54. 
 
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 And he is safe, and must succeed, 
 
 For whom the Lord vouchsafes to plead. 
 
 HYMN 53. L. M. 
 
 1 Go worship at Immanuel’s feet, 
 
 See in his face what wonders meet ! 
 
 The whole creation can afford 
 
 But some vain shadows of my Lord. 
 
 2 Is he a vine ? His heav’nly root 
 Supplies the boughs with life and fruit : 
 
 O let a lasting union join 
 
 My soul to Christ, the living vine ! 
 
 3 Is he a fountain ? there I bathe, 
 
 And heal the plague of sin and death ; 
 These waters all my soul renew. 
 
 And cleanse my spotted garments too. 
 
 4 Is he a rock ? how firm he proves ! 
 
 The rock of ages never moves ; 
 
 Yet the sweet streams, that from him flow, 
 Attend us all the desert through. 
 
 5 Is he a way ? He leads to God ; 
 
 The path is drawn in lines of blood ; 
 
 There would I walk, with hope and zeal, 
 Till I arrive at Zion’s hill. 
 
 HYMN 54. C. M. 
 
 1 Great Sov’reign, let our ev’ning songs 
 Like holy incense rise : 
 
 Assist the off’rings of our tongues 
 To reach the lofty skies. 
 
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 HYMN 55. 
 
 2 Through all the dangers of the day 
 
 Thy hand was still our guard : 
 
 And still to drive our wants away 
 Thy mercy stood prepar’d. 
 
 3 Perpetual blessings from above 
 
 Encompass us around ; 
 
 But, ah ! how few returns of love 
 Hath our Redeemer found. 
 
 4 What have we done for Him who died 
 
 To save our sinful souls ? 
 
 Alas ! our sins are multiplied, 
 
 Fast as each minute rolls. 
 
 5 Yet with these guilty hearts of ours, 
 
 Lord, to thy cross we flee ; 
 
 And yield them up, with all their power 
 To be renew’d by Thee. 
 
 HYMN 55. S M. 
 
 1 Grace ! ’tis a joyful sound, 
 Harmonious to the ear ; 
 
 Heaven with the echo shall resound. 
 And all the earth shall hear. 
 
 2 Grace first contriv’d a way 
 To save rebellious man ; 
 
 And all the steps that grace display, 
 Which drew the wondrous plan. 
 
 3 Grace led my roving feet 
 To tread the heavenly road ; 
 
 And new supplies each hour I meet, 
 While pressing on to God. 
 
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 4 Grace all the work shall crown, 
 Through everlasting davs : 
 
 It lays in heaven the topmost stone, 
 And well deserves the praise. 
 
 HYMN 56. /s. 
 
 1 Gracious Spirit, Love Divine ! 
 
 Let thy light around us shine ; 
 
 All our guilty fears remove. 
 
 Fill us with thy peace and love. 
 
 2 Pardon to the contrite give, 
 
 Bid the wounded sinner live ; 
 
 Lead us to the Lamb of God, 
 
 Wash us in his precious blood. 
 
 3 Earnest Thou of heav’nly rest. 
 Comfort every troubled breast ; 
 
 Life and joy to all impart, 
 
 Sanctifying, Lord, each heart. 
 
 4 Guardian Spirit, lest we stray, 
 
 Keep us in our heavenly way ; 
 
 Bring us to thy courts above, 
 
 Realms of light and endless love. 
 
 HYMN 5/. 8. 7- 4. 
 
 1 Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah, 
 
 Pilgrims through this barren land 
 We are weak, but thou art mighty; 
 Hold us with thy powerful hand : 
 Bread of heaven, feed us till we want no 
 
 2 Open thou the living fountain, 
 
 Whence the healing waters flow ; 
 
 
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 HYMN 58. 
 
 Let the fiery cloudy pillar 
 Lead us all our journey through ; 
 
 Strong deliverer, be thou still our strength and 
 shield. 
 
 3 When we tread the verge of Jordan, 
 
 Bid our anxious fears subside : 
 
 Bear us through the swelling torrent. 
 
 Land us safe on Canaan’s side : 
 
 Songs of praises, we will ever give to Thee. 
 
 HYMN 58. 8. 7. 
 
 1 Hail, Thou once despised Jesus ! 
 
 Hail thou Galilean king ! 
 
 Thou didst suffer to release us ; 
 
 Thou didst free salvation bring ; 
 
 Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, 
 
 Bearer of our sin and shame ! 
 
 By thy merits w T e find favour ; 
 
 Life is given through thy name. 
 
 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed. 
 
 All our sins on thee w T ere laid : 
 
 By almighty love anointed, 
 
 Thou hast full atonement made : 
 
 All thy people are forgiven 
 
 Through the virtue of thy blood : 
 
 Open’d is the gate of heaven ; 
 
 Peace is made ’twixt man and God. 
 
 3 Jesus, hail, enthron’d in glory. 
 
 There for ever to abide ; 
 
 All the heavenly hosts adore Thee, 
 
 Seated at thy Father’s side. 
 
HYMNS 59, 60. 
 
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 There for sinners Thou art pleading, 
 
 There Thou dost our place prepare; 
 
 Ever for us interceding, , 
 
 Till in glory we appear. 
 
 HYMN 59. 8. 7- 4. 
 
 1 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy 
 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 
 See ! it rends the rocks asunder. 
 
 Shakes the earth, and veils the sky: 
 
 “It is finish’dHear the dying Saviour cry, 
 
 2 “ It is finish’d.” Oh what pleasure 
 
 Do the wondrous words afford ! 
 Heavenly blessings without measure 
 Flow to us through Christ the Lord, 
 
 “ It is finish’d.” Saints, the dying word record. 
 
 3 Finish’d all the types and shadows 
 
 Of the ceremonial law. 
 
 Finish’d what our God had promis’d ; 
 Death and hell no more need awe. 
 
 “ It is finish’d.” Saints, from hence your com¬ 
 fort draw. 
 
 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs ; 
 
 Strike them to Immanuel’s name : 
 
 All on earth, and all in heaven. 
 
 Join the triumph to proclaim. 
 
 “ It is finish’d.” Glory to the bleeding Lamb. 
 
 HYMN 60. C. M. 
 
 1 Hark the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, 
 The Saviour promis’d long: 
 
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 HYMN 61. 
 
 Let ev’ry heart prepare a throne. 
 
 And ev’ry voice a song. 
 
 2 He comes the prisoners to release 
 
 In Satan’s bondage held : 
 
 The gates of brass before Him burst* 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice 
 
 To clear the mental ray, 
 
 And on the eye long clos’d in night 
 To pour celestial day. 
 
 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure ; 
 
 And, with the riches of his grace. 
 
 To bless the humble poor. 
 
 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 
 And heaven’s eternal arches ring 
 With thy beloved name. 
 
 HYMN 61. C. M. 
 
 1 Happy the heart where graces reign* 
 
 Where love inspires the breast ; 
 Love is the brightest of the train, 
 
 And strengthens all the rest. 
 
 2 Knowledge, alas ! ’tis all in vain, 
 
 And all in vain our fear ; 
 
 Our stubborn sins will fight and reign 
 If love be absent there. 
 
 3 ’Tis love that makes our cheerful feet 
 
 In swift obedience move ; 
 
HYMNS 62, 63. 
 
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 The devils know, and tremble too. 
 
 But Satan cannot love. 
 
 4 This is the grace that lives and sings. 
 When faith and hope shall cease ; 
 ’Tis this shall strike our joyful strings 
 # In the sweet realms of bliss. 
 
 HYMN 62. C. M. 
 
 1 Happy the souls to Jesus join’d. 
 
 And sav’d by grace alone ! 
 
 Walking in all his ways, they find 
 Their heaven on earth began. 
 
 2 The Church triumphant in thy love ! 
 
 Their joys in part we know ; 
 
 They sing the Lamb in hymns above. 
 And we in hymns below. 
 
 3 Thee in thy glorious realms they praise; 
 
 And bow before thy throne ! 
 
 We, in the kingdom of thy grace;— 
 The kingdoms are but one. 
 
 4 Who love thy holy courts below, 
 
 The Holiest soon will see. 
 
 Thy glories all triumphant know. 
 
 And ever dwell with thee. 
 
 HYMN 63. C. M. 
 
 1 Happy are they to whom the Lord 
 His gracious name makes known; 
 And by his Spirit and his word 
 Adopts them for his own ! 
 
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 HYMN 64. 
 
 2 He calls them to his mercy-seat. 
 
 And hears their humble pray’r ; 
 
 And when within his house they meet, 
 They find his presence near. 
 
 3 Then mountains sink at once to plains. 
 
 And light for darkness springs ; * 
 
 Each seeming loss improves their gains ; 
 Each trouble comfort brings. 
 
 4 Though men despise them, or revile, 
 
 They count the trial small ; 
 
 Whoever frown, if Jesus smile, 
 
 It makes amends for all. 
 
 5 Dear Lord, assist our souls to pay 
 
 The debt of praise we owe, 
 
 That we enjoy a Gospel-day, 
 
 And heav’n begun below ! 
 
 HYMN 64. L. M. 
 
 1 He dies ! the friend of sinners dies ! 
 
 Lo ! Salem’s daughters weep around : 
 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies, 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
 2 Draw near, and trace in sad review 
 
 His grief, who groan’d beneath your load 
 He gave his precious life for you. 
 
 The ransom of your soul, to God. 
 
 3 But lo ! the Lord forsakes the tomb : 
 
 In vain his foes forbid his rise ; 
 
 Angelic legions guard him home, 
 
 And shout Him welcome to the skies. 
 
HYMN 65. 
 
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 4 Cease, cease your tears, ye saints, and tell 
 
 How high our great deliverer reigns ; 
 Sing how He spoiled the hosts of hell. 
 
 And led his captive, death, in chains. 
 
 5 Say, “ Live for ever, wondrous king, 
 
 , Born to redeem, and strong to save 
 Then ask of death. Oh ! where’s thy sting ? 
 And where thy vict’ry, boasting grave ? 
 
 HYMN 65. C. M. 
 
 1 How bless’d thy creature is, O Lord ! 
 
 When with a single eye 
 He views the lustre of thy word, 
 
 The day-spring from on high ! 
 
 2 Through all the storms that veil the skies, 
 
 And frown on earthly things, 
 
 The Sun of Righteousness he eyes, 
 
 With healing in his wings. 
 
 3 The soul, a dreary province once 
 
 Of Satan’s dark domain, 
 
 Feels a new empire form’d within, 
 
 And owns a heavenly reign. 
 
 4 The glorious orb, with golden beams, 
 
 Does cheering rays impart ; 
 
 But Jesus gives more joyful light, 
 
 That shines upon the heart. 
 
 5 Shine ever, Lord, upon my heart. 
 
 And grace on me bestow. 
 
 Till in full light of perfect day 
 I all thy glory know. 
 
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 HYMNS 66, 67. 
 
 HYMN 66. L. M. 
 
 1 How oft have sin and Satan strove 
 
 To rend my soul from thee, my God ! 
 But strong is thine eternal love, 
 
 And Jesus seals it with his blood. 
 
 2 The oath and promise of the Lord 
 
 Join to confirm his wondrous grace ; 
 Eternal pow’r performs the word. 
 
 And fills all heav’n with holy praise. 
 
 3 Amidst temptations sharp and long 
 
 My soul to this dear refuge flies : 
 Hope is my anchor, firm and strong, 
 While tempests blow, and billows rise. 
 
 4 The gospel bears my spirits up ; 
 
 A faithful and unchanging God 
 Lays the foundation of my hope 
 In oaths, and promises, and blood! 
 
 HYMN 6/. C. M. 
 
 1 How helpless guilty nature lies. 
 
 Unconscious of its load ! 
 
 The heart unchang’d can never rise 
 To happiness and God. 
 
 2 The will perverse, the passions blind. 
 
 In paths of ruin stray; 
 
 Reason debas’d can never find 
 The safe, the narrow way. 
 
 3 Can aught, beneath a power divine, 
 
 The stubborn will subdue ? 
 
HYMN 68. 
 
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 ’Tis thine, Eternal Spirit, thine, 
 
 To form the heart anew. 
 
 4 ’Tis thine the passions to recal. 
 
 And upward bid them rise. 
 
 And make the scales of error fall 
 From reason’s darken’d eyes,— 
 
 5 To chase the shades of night away, 
 
 And bid the sinner live : 
 
 A beam of heaven, a vital ray, 
 
 ’Tis thine alone to give. 
 
 HYMN 68. C. M. 
 
 1 How sad our state by nature is ! 
 
 Our sin, how deep its stains ! 
 
 And Satan binds our captive minds 
 Fast in his slavish chains. 
 
 2 But there’s a voice of sov’reign grace 
 
 Sounds from the sacred word,— 
 
 Ho, ye despairing sinners, come, 
 
 And trust upon the Lord. 
 
 3 O may we hear th’ Almighty call. 
 
 And run to this relief; 
 
 We would believe thy promise. Lord : 
 
 O help our unbelief! 
 
 4 [Stretch out thine arm, victorious King; 
 
 Our reigning sins subdue ; 
 
 D rive the old serpent from his seat, 
 
 And form our souls anew.] 
 
 5 Poor, guilty, weak, and helpless worms. 
 
 On thy kind arms we fall ; 
 
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 IIYMNS 69, 70. 
 
 Be thou our strength and righteousness. 
 
 Our Jesus, and our all. 
 
 HYMN 69. C. M. 
 
 1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believers ear ! 
 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 
 And calms the troubled breast; 
 
 ’Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 3 Dear name, the rock on which I build, 
 
 My shield and hiding-place ; 
 
 My never-failing treas’ry, fill’d 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 4 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain, 
 
 Although with sin defil’d ; 
 
 Satan accuses me in vain. 
 
 And I am own’d thy child. 
 
 5 Jesus, my shepherd, husband, friend, 
 
 My prophet, priest, and king, 
 
 My Lord, my life, my way, my end. 
 
 Accept the praise I bring. 
 
 HYMN 70. 11s. 
 
 1 If Jesus is our’s we have a true friend, 
 Whose goodness endures the same to the end 
 Our tempers may vary, our comfort decline, 
 We cannot miscarry ! our aid is divine. 
 
HYMN 71. 
 
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 • 2 Tho’ God may delay to shew us his light, 
 And heaviness may endure for a night; 
 
 Yet joy, in the morning, shall surely abound: 
 No shadow of turning in Jesus is found. 
 
 3 The hills may depart, and mountains remove, 
 But faithful thou art, O Fountain of love ! 
 The Father hath graven our names on thy 
 
 hands: 
 
 Our building in heaven eternally stands. 
 
 4 Then tune ev’ry string to Jesus’s name ! 
 With angels we’ll sing the song of the Lamb ! 
 Thee ev’ry believer shall joyfully praise. 
 Thou bountiful Giver of glory and grace. 
 
 HYMN 71. L. M. 
 
 1 I ask’d the Lord that I might grow 
 
 In faith, and love, and ev’ry grace; 
 
 Might more of his salvation know. 
 
 And seek more earnestly his face, 
 
 2 I hop’d that, in some favour’d hour. 
 
 At once He’d answer my request; 
 
 And, by his love’s constraining power. 
 Subdue my sins, and give me rest. 
 
 3 Instead of this, He made me feel 
 
 The hidden evils of my heart; 
 
 And let the angry powers of hell 
 Assault my soul in ev’ry part. 
 
 4 “ Lord, why is this ?” I trembling cried ; 
 
 “ Wilt Thou pursue thy worm to death ?” 
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 HYMNS 72, 73. 
 
 “ ’Tis in this way,” the Lord replied, 
 
 “ I answer prayer for grace and faith. 
 
 5 “ These inward trials I employ, 
 
 “ From self and pride to set thee free ; 
 
 “ And break thy schemes of earthly joy, 
 “That thou may’st seek thy all in Me.” 
 
 HYMN 72. L. M. 
 
 1 I know that my Redeemer lives; 
 
 Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives ! 
 
 He lives, He lives, who once was dead ; 
 
 He lives, my everlasting Head. 
 
 2 He lives to bless me with his love. 
 
 And still He pleads for me above: 
 
 He lives to raise me from the grave, 
 
 And me eternally to save. 
 
 3 He lives, my kind, wise, constant friend, 
 Who still will keep me to the end ; 
 
 He lives, and while he lives Pll sing, 
 Jesus my Prophet, Priest, and King. 
 
 4 He lives my mansion to prepare, 
 
 And He will bring me safely there ; 
 
 He lives, all glory to his name, 
 
 Jesus, unchangeably the same. 
 
 HYMN 73. L. M. 
 
 1 I love the Lord, his gracious ear 
 Inclin’d and listen’d to my prayer; 
 
 He heard my supplicating voice. 
 
 And bade my fainting soul rejoice. 
 
HYMN 74. 
 
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 2 ’Twas in the depth of my distress 
 I call’d upon the God of grace, 
 
 (Whose power can death and hell control), 
 “Lord, I beseech Thee, save my soul.” 
 
 3 For ever gracious is the Lord, 
 
 For ever faithful is his word; 
 
 By sweet experience now I prove 
 His mercy, his unchanging love. 
 
 4 For this, when future sorrows rise, 
 
 To Him will I direct my cries; 
 
 For this, through all my future days, 
 Adore his name, and sing his praise. 
 
 HYMN 74. L. M. 
 
 1 Immoveable our hope remains, 
 
 Within the vail our anchor lies ; 
 
 Jesus, w r ho wash’d us from our stains, 
 Shall bear us safely to the shies : 
 
 2 Strong in his strength, we boldly say. 
 
 For us Immanuel shed his blood: 
 Who, then, shall tear our shield away, 
 
 Or part us from the love of God ? 
 
 3 Shall tribulation, or distress, 
 
 Or pain, or persecution’s sword ? 
 
 Shall Satan rob us of our peace, 
 
 Or prove too mighty for the Lord ? 
 
 4 No, never ! saints are kept secure 
 
 By Jesus’ strong eternal love ! 
 
 They fight, and victories are sure. 
 
 Which lead to certain joys above ! 
 
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 HYMNS 75, 76. 
 
 HYMN 75, C. M. 
 
 1 In all my vast concerns with Thee, 
 
 In vain my soul would try 
 To shun thy presence. Lord, or flee 
 The notice of thine eye. 
 
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 2 Thine all-surrounding sight surveys 
 
 My rising and my rest; 
 
 My public walks, my private ways 
 And secrets of my breast. 
 
 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, 
 
 Before they’re form’d within ; 
 
 And ere my lips pronounce the word. 
 He knows the sense I mean. 
 
 4 O wondrous knowledge, deep and high 
 
 Where can a creature hide ? 
 
 Within thy circling arms I lie, 
 
 Beset on ev’ry side. 
 
 5 So let thy grace surround me still, 
 
 And like a bulwark prove. 
 
 To guard my soul from every ill. 
 Secur’d by sovereign Love. 
 
 HYMN 76. 7s. 
 
 1 I will praise Thee ev’ry day 
 Now thine anger’s turn’d away : 
 Comfortable thoughts arise 
 From the bleeding sacrifice. 
 
 2 Jesus is become at length 
 
 My salvation and my strength ; 
 
HYMN 77. 
 
 And his praises shall prolong, 
 
 While I live, my pleasant song. 
 
 3 Praise ye, then, his glorious name 
 Publish his exalted fame ; 
 
 Still his worth your praise exceeds ; 
 Excellent are all his deeds. 
 
 4 Raise again the joyful sound ; 
 
 Let the nations roll it round ; 
 
 Zion shout, for this is He— 
 
 God the Saviour dwells in Thee. 
 
 HYMN 77- C. M. 
 
 1 Jerusalem, my happy home. 
 
 Name ever dear to me, 
 
 When shall my labours have an end ? 
 Thy joys when shall I see ? 
 
 2 When shall these eyes thy glorious walls 
 
 And gates of pearl behold, 
 
 Thy bulwarks with salvation strong. 
 
 And streets of purest gold ? 
 
 3 Oh ! when, thou city of my God, 
 
 Shall I thy courts ascend. 
 
 Where congregations ne’er break up, 
 And sabbaths never end ? 
 
 4 Why should I shrink at pain and woe> 
 
 Or feel at death dismay ? 
 
 Fve Canaan’s goodly land in view, 
 
 And realms of endless day. 
 
 5 Jesus, my Saviour, dwells therein, 
 
 In glorious majesty ; 
 
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 HYMNS 78, 79. 
 
 And Him, through ev’ry stormy scene, 
 
 I onward press to see. 
 
 HYMN 78. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, and shall it ever be, 
 
 A mortal man asham’d of Thee ? 
 Asham’d of Thee, whom angels praise, 
 Whose glories shine through endless day 
 
 2 Asham’d of Jesus, that dear friend, 
 
 On whom my hopes of heaven depend ! 
 No ; when I blush, be this my shame— 
 That I no more revere his name. 
 
 3 Asham’d of Jesus ! Yes, I may. 
 
 When I’ve no sins to wash away, 
 
 No tear to wipe, no joys to crave, 
 
 No fears to quell, no soul to save. 
 
 4 Till then—nor is my boasting vain— 
 Till then I boast a Saviour slain ; 
 
 And oh, may this my glory be, 
 
 “The Saviour’s not asham’d of me !” 
 
 HYMN 79. 7s. 
 
 1 Jesus, Lord, we look to Thee, 
 
 Let us in thy name agree ; 
 
 Each to each unite, endear. 
 
 Come, and spread thy banner here. 
 
 2 Make us of one heart and mind. 
 Courteous, pitiful, and kind ; 
 
 Lowly, both in thought and word ; 
 Altogether like our Lord. 
 
HYMN 80. 
 
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 3 Let us for each other care. 
 
 Each the other’s burden bear, 
 
 To thy church the pattern give. 
 
 Show how true believers live. 
 
 4 Free from anger and from pride, 
 
 Let us still in God abide: 
 
 May our daily life express 
 Constant love and holiness. 
 
 5 Let us then with joy remove 
 To the family above : 
 
 On the wings of angels fly ; 
 
 Show how true believers die. 
 
 HYMN 80. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone. 
 
 He whom I fix my hopes upon : 
 
 His track I see, and I’ll pursue 
 The narrow way, with Him in view. 
 
 2 The way the holy prophets went, 
 
 The road that leads from banishment, 
 The King’s highway of holiness. 
 
 I’ll go, for all his paths are peace. 
 
 3 Thi$ is the way I long have sought, 
 And mourn’d because I found it not ; 
 My grief and burden long have been 
 Because I could not cease from sin. 
 
 4 The more I strove against its power, 
 
 I sinn’d and stumbled but the more ; 
 Till Jesus did his grace display, 
 Himself revealing as “ the way.” 
 
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 HYMN 81. 
 
 5 Lo ! glad 1 come, and Thou, bless’d Lamb, 
 Dost take me guilty as I am ; 
 
 Nothing but sin I Thee can give. 
 
 Nothing but love shall I receive. 
 
 6 And henceforth I’ll to sinners round 
 Proclaim the Saviour I have found; 
 
 I’ll point to thy redeeming blood, 
 
 And say, “ Behold the way to God !” 
 
 HYMN 81. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus shall reign where’er the sun 
 Does his sucessive journeys run ; 
 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore. 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 2 To Him shall endless prayer be made, 
 
 And praises throng to crown his head : 
 
 His name like sweet perfume shall rise 
 With ev’ry morning sacrifice. 
 
 3 People and realms of ev’ry tongue 
 Dwell on his love with sweetest song ; 
 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 4 Blessings abound where’er he reigns : 
 
 The pris’ner leaps to lose his chains. 
 
 The weary find eternal rest. 
 
 And all the sons of want are bless’d. 
 
 5 Where He displays his healing power. 
 Death and the curse are known no more ; 
 In him the tribes of Adam boast 
 
 More blessings than their father lost. 
 
HYMNS 82, 83. 
 
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 HYMN 82. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, the spring of joys divine, 
 
 Whence all onr hope and comforts flow ; 
 Jesus, no other name but thine 
 Can save us from eternal woe. 
 
 2 No other name will Heav’n approve ; 
 
 Thou art the true, the living Way, 
 (Ordain’d by everlasting Love), 
 
 To the bright realms of endless day. 
 
 3 Here let our constant feet abide, 
 
 Nor from the heavenly path depart ; 
 
 O, let thy Spirit, gracious guide, 
 
 Direct our steps and cheer our heart. 
 
 4 Safe lead us through this world of night, 
 
 And bring us to the blissful plains. 
 
 The regions of unclouded light. 
 
 Where perfect joy for ever reigns. 
 
 HYMN 83. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, thy blood and righteousness 
 My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
 
 ’Midst flaming worlds, in these array’d, 
 With joy shall I lift up my head. 
 
 2 When from the dust of death I rise, 
 
 To take my mansion in the skies. 
 
 E’en then shall this be all my plea, 
 
 Jesus hath lived and died for me. 
 
 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day : 
 
 For who aught to my charge shall lay, 
 
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 HYMN 84. 
 
 While, through thy blood, absolv’d I am 
 From sin’s tremendous curse and shame ? 
 
 4 This spotless robe the same appears. 
 
 When ruin’d nature sinks in years ; 
 
 No age can change its glorious hue ; 
 
 The robe of Christ is ever new. 
 
 5 Oh let the dead now hear thy voice ! 
 
 Bid, Lord, thy banish’d ones rejoice : 
 
 Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
 Jesus, the Lord our righteousness. 
 
 HYMN 84. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, whose blood so freely stream’d. 
 
 To satisfy the law’s demand. 
 
 By thee, from guilt and wrath redeem’d 
 Before the Father’s face I stand. 
 
 2 Thou hast, to save offending man, 
 
 Made justice drop her angry rod :— 
 
 What creature could have form’d the plan. 
 Or who accomplish’d it but God. 
 
 3 No part remains of all the curse. 
 
 For wretches, who deserve the whole ; 
 
 No arrows dipt in wrath, to pierce 
 The guilty, but returning soul. 
 
 4 Peace, by such means, so dearly bought. 
 What rebel could have hop’d to see ? 
 Peace by his injur’d Sov’reign wrought, 
 His Sov’reign fasten’d to the tree ! 
 
 5 Now Lord, thy feeble worm prepare ; 
 
 For strife with earth and hell begins ; 
 
HYMNS 85, 86. 
 
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 Confirm and gird me for the war ; 
 
 They hate the soul that hates her sins. 
 
 6 Though they in horrid league agree. 
 Though they assault and much distress, 
 Let them not quench thy love to me, 
 
 Nor rob me of the Lord, my peace. 
 
 HYMN 85. L. M. 
 
 1 Jesus, where’er thy people meet, 
 
 There they behold thy mercy seat ; 
 Where’er they seek Thee Thou art found. 
 And ev’ry place is hallow’d ground. 
 
 2 For Thou, within no walls confin’d, 
 Inhabitest the humble mind ; 
 
 Such ever bring Thee where they come. 
 And, going, take Thee to their home. 
 
 3 Great shepherd of thy chosen few. 
 
 Thy former mercies here renew ; 
 
 Here to our waiting hearts proclaim 
 The glories of thy saving name. 
 
 4 Here may we prove the power of prayer, 
 To strengthen faith, and sweeten care ; 
 To teach our faint desires to rise, 
 
 And bring all heaven before our eyes. 
 
 HYMN 86. C. M. 
 
 1 Joy is a fruit that will not grow 
 In nature’s barren soil : 
 
 All we can boast, till Christ we know, 
 
 Is vanity and toil. 
 
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 HYMN S7. 
 
 2 But where the Lord has planted grace. 
 
 And made his glories known. 
 
 There fruits of heavenly joy and peace 
 Are found, and there alone. , 
 
 3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, 
 
 A sense of pard’ning love, 
 
 A hope that triumphs over death, 
 
 Gives joys like those above. 
 
 4 To take a glimpse within the veil. 
 
 To know that God is mine. 
 
 Are springs of joy that never fail. 
 Unspeakable, divine. 
 
 5 These are the joys which satisfy, 
 
 And sanctify the mind ; 
 
 Which make the spirit mount on high. 
 And leave the world behind. 
 
 6 [No more, believers, mourn your lot : 
 
 But, if you are the Lord’s, 
 
 Resign to those, who know him not, 
 Such joys as earth affords.] 
 
 HYMN 8/. 8s. 7s. 
 
 1 Lamb of God, we fall before Thee, 
 
 Humbly trusting in thy cross ; 
 
 That alone be all our glory : 
 
 All things else we count but loss. 
 
 2 Thee we own a perfect Saviour, 
 
 Only source of all that’s good : 
 
HYMN 88. 
 
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 Every grace and every favour 
 
 Comes to us through Jesus* blood. 
 
 3 Jesus gives us true repentance, 
 
 By his spirit sent from heaven ; 
 He pronounces the sweet sentence, 
 
 “ Son, thy sins are all forgiv*n.** 
 
 4 Faith He gives us, to believe it ; 
 
 Grateful hearts, his love to prize ; 
 Want we wisdom ? He must give it; 
 Hearing ears, and seeing eyes. 
 
 5 Jesus gives us pure affections. 
 
 Wills to do what he requires, 
 Makes us follow his directions ; 
 
 And what He commands inspires. 
 
 6 Every grace and every favour. 
 
 Great or good whatever we call. 
 Have w T e only in the Saviour : 
 
 Jesus Christ is all in all. 
 
 HYMN 88. 7s. 
 
 1 Lamb of God, who Thee receive. 
 And in Thee begin to live, 
 
 Day and night will cry to Thee, 
 
 “As thou art, so let us be.** 
 
 2 Fix, oh ! fix, each wav’ring mind ; 
 To thy sway our spirits bind ; 
 Earthly passions far remove ; 
 
 Fill our hearts with fervent love. 
 
 3 Dust and ashes though we be. 
 
 Full of guilt and misery, 
 
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 HYMNS 89, 90. 
 
 Thine we are, Thou Son of God, 
 Take the purchase of thy blood. 
 
 4 Lamb of God, for sinners slain, 
 Saviour of offending man. 
 
 Endless praise to Thee be given 
 By thy saints, in earth and heaven. 
 
 HYMN 89. S. M. 
 
 1 Let hearts and tongues unite. 
 
 And loud thanksgivings raise ; 
 
 ’Tis duty mingled with delight 
 To sing the Saviour’s praise. 
 
 2 Now through another year, 
 Supported by his care. 
 
 We raise our Ebenezer here ; 
 
 u The Lord hath help’d thus far.” 
 
 3 Our state in future years 
 Since we cannot foresee. 
 
 He kindly, to prevent our fears, 
 
 Says, u Leave it all to me.” 
 
 4 Oh ! may we all then cast 
 Our care upon the Lord, 
 
 Praise Him for all his mercies past. 
 And trust his promis’d word. 
 
 HYMN 90. L. M. 
 
 1 Let me but hear my Saviour say, 
 “ Strength shall be equal to thy day 
 Then I rejoice in deep distress, 
 Trusting in all sufficient grace. 
 
HYMN 91. 
 
 2 But if the Lord be once withdrawn. 
 
 And we attempt the work alone; 
 
 When new temptations spring and rise} 
 We find how great our weakness is. 
 
 3 But all things can I do, or bear 
 All sufferings, if my Lord be near; 
 
 Sweet pleasures mingle with the pains, 
 While his kind hand my head sustains. 
 
 4 In all infirmities I’m blest. 
 
 For Jesus’ power does on me rest: 
 
 When I am weak, then am I strong, 
 Grace is my shield, and Christ my song. 
 
 HYMN 91. C. M. 
 
 1 Lord, I believe a rest remains, 
 
 To all thy people known, 
 
 A rest where true enjoyment reigns, 
 
 And thou art lov’d alone. 
 
 2 Celestial Spirit, make us know} 
 
 That we shall enter in ; 
 
 Now, Saviour, now thy pow’r bestow. 
 And wash away our sin. 
 
 3 Remove the hardness from our hearts. 
 
 All unbelief remove. 
 
 To each the rest of faith impart, 
 
 The sabbath of thy love. 
 
 4 Come, blessed Saviour, come we pray, 
 
 Into each heart descend. 
 
 Nor longer from thy servants stay. 
 
 Our Author and our end. 
 
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 HYMNS 92, 93. 
 
 HYMN 92. 7s. 
 
 1 Lord, if Thou thy grace impart, 
 Poor in spirit, meek in heart, 
 
 I shall as my Master be, 
 
 “ Clothed with humility .” 
 
 2 Simple, teachable, and mild, 
 Chang’d into a little child ; 
 
 Pleas’d with all the Lord provides, 
 Wean’d from all the world besides. 
 
 3 Father, fix my soul on thee, 
 
 Ev’ry evil let me flee, 
 
 Nothing seek but things above. 
 Happy, happy, in thy love. 
 
 4 Oh, that all may seek and find 
 Every good in Jesus join’d ! 
 
 Him let Israel still adore, 
 
 Trust Him, praise Him evermore. 
 
 HYMN 93. C. M. 
 
 1 Lord, if thy people suffer grief, 
 
 Yet are their comforts great; 
 
 Nor are they left without relief; 
 Thy time is never late. 
 
 2 If when affliction’s w r aves run high, 
 
 Deliv’rance should be slow ; 
 
 Thy purpose is, their faith to try, 
 And make their patience grow. 
 
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 3 In sorrow’s seven-fold furance tried, 
 
 This thought may give them joy. 
 Thou, Lord, art walking by their side. 
 Nor can the fire destroy. 
 
 4 Yea, ev’n the flame’s consuming pow’r, 
 
 Directed, Lord, by thee. 
 
 Shall nothing but their bands devour, 
 And leave their bodies free. 
 
 5 All this I know ; but in the hour 
 
 Of trial, then I faint ; 
 
 And feel, that nothing but thy pow’r 
 Can keep me from complaint. 
 
 6 [But trusting thee, I would “ be still, 
 
 And know that thou art God 
 Would give up my rebellious will, 
 
 And kiss thy chast’ning rod.] 
 
 HYMN 94. C. M. 
 
 1 Lord, we adore thy boundless grace. 
 
 The heights and depths unknown 
 Of pardon, life, and joy, and peace, 
 
 In thy beloved Son. 
 
 2 O wondrous Gift of love divine, 
 
 Dear Source of ev’ry good ; 
 
 Jesus, in thee what glories shine : 
 
 How rich thy flowing blood. 
 
 3 Come, all ye pining, hungry poor, 
 
 The Saviour’s bounty taste ; 
 
 Behold a never-failing store 
 For every willing guest. 
 
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 HYMN 95. 
 
 4 Here shall your ev’ry want receive 
 
 A free, a full supply ; 
 
 He has unmeasur’d bliss to give, 
 
 And joys that never die. 
 
 5 Lord, bring unwilling souls to thee. 
 
 With sweet almighty pow’r; 
 
 Thy boundless grace let rebels see. 
 
 And at thy feet adore. 
 
 HYMN 95. C. M. 
 
 1 Lord, we confess our num’rous faults ; 
 
 How great our guilt has been ! 
 
 Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, 
 And all our lives were sin. 
 
 2 But, O my soul! for ever praise, 
 
 For ever love his name : 
 
 Who turns thy feet from dang’rous ways 
 Of folly, sin, and shame. 
 
 3 ’Tis not by works of righteousness 
 
 Which our own hands have done ; 
 
 But we are sav’d by sov’reign grace 
 Abounding through the Son. 
 
 4 ’Tis from the mercy of our God 
 
 That all our hopes begin ; 
 
 ’Tis by the water, and the blood, 
 
 Our souls are washed from sin. 
 
 5 ’Tis through the purchase of his death 
 
 Who hung upon the tree. 
 
 The Spirit is sent down to breathe 
 On such dry bones as we> 
 
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 6 Rais’d from the dead, we live anew; 
 
 And justified by grace, 
 
 We shall appear in glory too, 
 
 And see our Father’s face. 
 
 HYMN 96. 7’s. 
 
 1 Lord, we come before thee now. 
 
 At thy feet we humbly bow, 
 
 O ! do not thou our suit disdain. 
 
 Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 
 
 2 Send some message from thy word, 
 
 That may peace and joy afford, 
 
 Let thy Spirit now impart 
 
 Full salvation to each heart. 
 
 3 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 
 
 Let the time of joy return, 
 
 Those who are cast down, lift up, 
 
 Make them strong in faith and hope'. 
 
 4 Grant that all may seek and find. 
 
 Thee a gracious God and kind : 
 
 Heal the sick, the captive free, 
 
 Let us all rejoice in thee. 
 
 HYMN 97. C. M. 
 
 1 Lord, when we bend before thy throne. 
 
 And our confessions pour. 
 
 Teach us to feel the sins we own, 
 
 And shun what we deplore. 
 
 2 Our fallen spirits pitying see, 
 
 True penitence impart; 
 
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 HYMN 98. 
 
 And let a healing ray from Thee 
 Beam hope upon our heart. 
 
 3 When our responsive tongues essay 
 
 Their grateful songs to raise, 
 
 Grant that our souls may join the lay. 
 And rise to Thee in praise. 
 
 4 When we disclose our wants in prayer. 
 
 May we our wills resign; 
 
 And not a thought our bosoms share, 
 Which is not wholly thine. 
 
 5 Let faith each weak petition fill, 
 
 And waft it to the skies ; 
 
 And teach our hearts ? tis goodness still 
 That grants it, or denies. 
 
 HYMN 98. C. M. 
 
 1 My God, the cov’nant of thy love. 
 
 Abides for ever sure; 
 
 And in its matchless grace I feel 
 My happiness secure. 
 
 2 What though my heart be not with Thee, 
 
 As thy commands require ; 
 
 That covenant is all my hope. 
 
 Salvation, and desire. 
 
 3 Since Thou, the everlasting God, 
 
 My Father art become, 
 
 Jesus, my guardian and my friend,—• 
 And heaven my final home,— 
 
 4 I welcome all thy sov’reign will, 
 
 For all that will is love; 
 
HYMNS 99, 10U. 
 
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 And, when I know not what Thon dost, 
 I wait the light above. 
 
 HYMN 99. C. M. 
 
 1 My God, the spring of all my joys. 
 
 The life of my delights ; 
 
 The glory of my brightest days, 
 
 And comfort of my nights. 
 
 2 In darkest shades if thou appear. 
 
 My dawning is begun : 
 
 Thou art my souFs bright morning star, 
 And thou my rising sun. 
 
 3 The opening heavens around me shine. 
 
 With beams of sacred bliss. 
 
 While Jesus shows his love is mine. 
 
 And tells me I am his. 
 
 4 My soul would leave this heavy clay. 
 
 At that transporting word ; 
 
 Run up with joy the shining way. 
 
 To meet and praise my Lord. 
 
 5 Fearless of hell and ghastly death, 
 
 I break through ev’ry foe : 
 
 The wings of love and arms of faith 
 Shall bear me conqu’ror through. 
 
 HYMN 100. L. M. 
 
 1 My helper God! I bless his name: 
 
 The same his pow’r, his grace the same ; 
 The tokens of his friendly care 
 Open, and crown, and close the year. 
 
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 HYMN 101. 
 
 2 I ’niidst ten thousand dangers stand, 
 Supported by his guardian hand, 
 
 And see, when 1 survey my ways, 
 
 Ten thousand monuments of praise. 
 
 3 Thus far his arm has led me on; 
 
 Thus far I make his mercy known ; 
 
 And, while I tread this desert land. 
 
 New mercies shall new songs demand. 
 
 4 My grateful soul, on Jordan’s shore. 
 
 Shall raise one sacred pillar more: 
 
 Then bear, in his bright courts above. 
 Inscriptions of immortal love. 
 
 HYMN 101. C. M. 
 
 1 My Saviour, my almighty friend. 
 
 When I begin thy praise. 
 
 Where will the growing numbers end— 
 The numbers of thy grace ? 
 
 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, 
 
 Thy goodness I adore ; 
 
 And since I knew thy grace at first 
 I speak thy glories more. 
 
 3 When I am fill’d with sore distress; 
 
 Under my load of sin, 
 
 I’ll plead thy perfect righteousness, 
 
 And mention none but thine. 
 
 4 My feet shall travel all the length 
 
 j Of the celestial road, 
 
 And march with courage in thy strength, 
 
 To see my Father, God. 
 
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 HYMN 102. L. M. 
 
 1 My song shall bless the Lord of all; 
 
 My praise shall climb to his abode ; 
 Thee, Saviour, by that name I call. 
 
 The great. Supreme, Almighty God. 
 
 2 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears. 
 
 Salvation is his dearest claim ; 
 
 That gracious sound well pleas’d He hears, 
 And owns Emmanuel for his name. 
 
 3 A cheerful confidence I feel; 
 
 My well-plac’d hopes with joy I see ; 
 
 My bosom glows with heavenly zeal, 
 
 To worship Him who died for me. 
 
 4 As man, He pities my complaint; 
 
 His power and truth are all divine ; 
 
 He will not fail, he cannot faint; 
 
 Lord, make thy full salvation mine ! 
 
 HYMN 103. C. M. 
 
 1 My times of sorrows and of joys, 
 
 Great God ! are in thy hand ; 
 
 From thee my sweetest comforts rise, 
 
 And go at thy command. 
 
 2 If thou shouldst take them all away. 
 
 Yet would I not repine ; 
 
 Before thou lentest them to me. 
 
 They were entirely thine. 
 
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 HYMN 104. 
 
 3 Nor would I ever love thee less, 
 
 Though all the world were gone : 
 
 But seek enduring happiness 
 In thee, O Lord, alone. 
 
 4 Here perfect bliss we ne’er enjoy, 
 
 ’Tis honey mix’d with gall ; 
 
 But, Lord, while earthly comforts die,. 
 Be Thou mine All in all. 
 
 HYMN 104. S. M. 
 
 1 Not all the blood of beasts 
 On Jewish altars slain, 
 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace. 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 
 A sacrifice of nobler name 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 3 My faith would lay her hand 
 On that kind head of thine. 
 
 While like a penitent I stand. 
 
 And there confess my sin. 
 
 4 My soul looks back to see 
 The burdens Thou didst hear. 
 
 When hanging on the cursed tree, 
 
 And hopes her guilt was there. 
 
 5 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove ; 
 
 We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice. 
 And sing his bleeding love. 
 
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 HYMN 105. L. M. 
 
 1 No more, my God, I boast no more 
 
 Of all the duties I have done : 
 
 I quit the hopes I held before, 
 
 To trust the merits of thy Son. 
 
 2 Now for the love I bear his name. 
 
 What was my gain I count my loss : 
 My former pride I call my shame, 
 
 And nail my glory to his cross. 
 
 3 Yes, and I must and will esteem 
 
 All things but loss for Jesus’ sake ; 
 Oh may my soul be found in him, 
 
 And of his righteousness partake. 
 
 4 The best obedience of my hands 
 
 Dares not appear before thy throne ; 
 But faith can answer thy demands, 
 
 By pleading what my Lord has done. 
 
 HYMN 106. C. M. 
 
 1 No strength of nature can suffice 
 
 To serve the Lord aright ; 
 
 And what she has, she misapplies 
 For want of clearer light. 
 
 2 How long beneath the law I lay. 
 
 In bondage and distress ! 
 
 I toil’d the precept to obey, 
 
 But toil’d without success. 
 
 3 Then, to abstain from outward sin 
 
 Was more than I could do ; 
 
 Now, if I feel its power within, 
 
 I feel I hate it too. 
 
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 HYMN 107. 
 
 4 Then, all my servile works were done 
 
 A righteousness to raise ; 
 
 Now, freely chosen in the Son, 
 
 I freely choose his ways. 
 
 5 “ What shall I do/ 5 was then the word* 
 
 ee That I may worthier grow ?”— 
 ‘‘What shall I render to the Lord 
 Is my enquiry now. 
 
 6 To see the law of Christ fulfill 5 d ! 
 
 And hear his pardoning voice. 
 Changes a slave into a child. 
 
 And duty into choice. 
 
 HYMN 107. S. 7- 
 
 1 Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus, 
 
 Can relieve us from our smart ; 
 Nothing else from guilt release us, 
 Nothing else can melt the heart. 
 
 2 Law and terrors do hut harden. 
 
 All the while they work alone : 
 
 But a sense of blood-bought pardon 
 Soon dissolves a heart of stone. 
 
 3 Jesus, all our consolations 
 
 Flow from thee, the sovereign good : 
 Love, and faith, and hope, and patience. 
 All are purchas’d by thy blood. 
 
 4 From thy fulness we receive them ; 
 
 We have nothing of our own j 
 Freely thou delight’st to give them 
 To the needy, who have none. 
 
 Teach us, by thy Holy Spirit, 
 
 How to mourn, and not despair ; 
 
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 Let us, leaning on thy merit, 
 
 Wrestle hard with God in prayer. 
 
 6 Whatsoe’er afflictions seize us. 
 
 They shall profit, if not please 
 But defend, defend us, Jesus, 
 
 From security and ease. 
 
 HYMN 1G8. 8. 7. 7. 
 
 1 Nothing know we of the season 
 
 When the world shall pass away ; 
 But we know the saints have reason 
 To expect a glorious day. 
 
 When the Saviour will return. 
 
 And his people cease to mourn. 
 
 2 While a careless world is sleeping— 
 
 Then it is the day will come ; 
 
 Mirth shall then be turn’d to weeping ) 
 Sinners then must meet their doom 
 But the people of the Lord 
 Shall obtain their bright reward. 
 
 .3 Oh what sacred joys await them 1 
 They shall see the Saviour then; 
 Those who now oppose and hate them 
 Never can oppose again : 
 
 Brethren, let us think of this ; 
 
 All is ours if we are his. 
 
 ^ Waiting for our Lord’s returning, 
 
 Be it ours his word to keep ; 
 
 Let our lamps be always burning ; 
 
 Let us watch while others sleep ; 
 We’re no longer of the night ; 
 
 We are children of the light. 
 
 
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 HYMNS 109, ] 10. 
 
 HYMN 109. 7’s. 
 
 1 Now, I see, whatever betide, 
 
 All is well if Christ be mine; 
 He has promis’d to provide, 
 
 I have only to resign. 
 
 2 When a sense of sin and thrall, 
 
 Forc’d me to the sinner’s friend. 
 He engag’d to manage all, 
 
 By the way and to the end. 
 
 3 “ Cast,” he said, “ on me thy care, 
 
 ’Tis enough that I am nigh : 
 
 I will all thy burdens bear, 
 
 I will all thy wants supply. 
 
 4 “ Simply follow as I lead, 
 
 Reason not, but still believe; 
 
 Call on me in time of need, 
 
 And my gracious help receive.” 
 
 5 Lord, I would, I do submit, 
 
 Gladly yield my all to thee ; 
 What thy wisdom sees most fit, 
 Lord, I know is best for me. 
 
 6 Only when the way is rough. 
 
 And the coward flesh would start, 
 Let thy promise and thy love 
 Cheer and animate my heart. 
 
 HYMN 110. 7s. 
 
 1 Now begin the heavenly theme. 
 
 Sing aloud the Saviour’s name : 
 
 Ye who Jesus’ kindness prove, 
 
 Sing of his redeeming love. 
 
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 2 Ye who see the Father’s grace 
 Beaming in the Saviour’s face, 
 
 As to Canaan on ye move, 
 
 Praise and bless redeeming love. 
 
 3 Mourning souls, refrain your tears ; 
 Trembling hearts, dismiss your fears ; 
 See the guilt and curse remove. 
 Cancell’d by redeeming love. 
 
 4 Ye, alas ! who long have been 
 Willing slaves of death and sin. 
 
 Now from bliss no longer rove, 
 
 Listen to redeeming love. 
 
 5 Welcome all by sin opprest, 
 
 Welcome all to Jesus’ rest. 
 
 Who descended from above, 
 
 Prompted by redeeming love. 
 
 HYMN 111. C. M. 
 
 1 Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal, 
 
 And make thy glory known : 
 
 Now let us all thy presence feel. 
 
 And soften hearts of stone. 
 
 2 Help us to venture near thy throne. 
 
 And plead a Saviour’s name; 
 
 For all that we can call our own 
 Is vanity and shame. 
 
 3 From all the guilt of former sin 
 
 Let mercy set us free; 
 
 And let the year we now begin, 
 
 Begin and end with Thee.. 
 
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 HYMN 112. 
 
 4 Send down thy Spirit from above. 
 
 That saints may love Thee more; 
 
 And sinners now may learn to love, 
 
 Who never lov’d before. 
 
 5 And when before Thee we appear. 
 
 In our eternal home. 
 
 May growing numbers worship here. 
 
 And praise Thee in our room. 
 
 HYMN 112. 8. 7- 4. 
 
 1 O’er the gloomy hills of darkness. 
 
 Look, my soul, be still and gaze; 
 
 All the promises do travail 
 With a glorious day of grace. 
 
 Blessed jubilee ! Let thy glorious morning 
 dawn. 
 
 2 Let the Indian, let the negro, 
 
 Let the rude barbarian see 
 That divine and glorious conquest 
 Once obtain’d on Calvary : 
 
 Let the gospel loud resound from pole to pole. 
 
 3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness. 
 
 Grant them, Lord, thy glorious light, 
 
 And from eastern coast to western 
 Let the morning chase the night: 
 
 Chase the darkness from their long benighted 
 eyes. 
 
 4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel. 
 
 Win and conquer, never cease : 
 
 So Immanuel’s fair dominions 
 Shall extend and still increase, 
 
 Till the kingdoms of the world are all his own. 
 
HYMNS 113, 114. 
 
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 HYMN 113. L. M. 
 
 1 Oft as the bell, with solemn toll. 
 
 Speaks the departure of a soul, 
 
 Let each one ask himself, “ Am I 
 Prepar’d should I be call’d to die ?” 
 
 2 Only this frail and fleeting breath 
 Preserves me from the jaws of death ; 
 Soon as it fails, at once I’m gone. 
 
 And plung’d into a world unknown, 
 
 3 Then, leaving all I lov’d below. 
 
 To God’s tribunal I must go, 
 
 Must hear the Judge pronounce my fate, 
 And fix my everlasting state. 
 
 4 Lord Jesus, help me now to flee. 
 
 And seek my hope alone in Thee: 
 
 Apply thy blood, thy Spirit give. 
 
 Subdue my sin, and let me live. 
 
 5 Then, when the solemn bell I hear. 
 
 If sav’d from guilt, I need not fear; 
 
 Nor would the thought distressing be, 
 
 “ Perhaps it next may toll for me.” 
 
 HYMN 114. C. M. 
 
 1 Oh ! for a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free, 
 
 A heart that’s sprinkled with the blood 
 So freely shed for me ;— 
 
 2 A heart resign’d, submissive, meek, 
 
 My dear Redeemer’s throne. 
 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 Where Jesus reigns alone;— 
 
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 HYMN 115. 
 
 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true, and clean, 
 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 From Him that dwells within ;— 
 
 4 A heart in ev’ry thought renew’d. 
 
 And fill’d with love divine, 
 
 Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
 
 A copy. Lord, of thine. 
 
 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart; 
 
 Come quickly from above; 
 
 Write thy new name upon my heart, 
 Thy new best name of love. 
 
 HYMN 115. C. M. 
 
 1 Oh for a thousand tongues to sing 
 
 The great redeemer’s praise. 
 
 The glories of our God and King, 
 
 The triumphs of his grace ! 
 
 2 Jesus ! the name that soothes our fears. 
 
 That bids our sorrows cease; 
 
 ’Tis music in the sinner’s ears ; 
 
 ’Tis life, and health, and peace. 
 
 3 He breaks the power of cancell’d sin. 
 
 And sets the pris’ners free : 
 
 His blood can make the foulest clean; 
 His blood avail’d for me. 
 
 4 He speaks ; and, list’ning to his voice, 
 
 New life the dead receive; 
 
 The broken contrite hearts rejoice ; 
 
 The humble poor believe. 
 
HYMNS 116, 117. 
 
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 5 Hear Him, ye deaf ; his praise, ye dumb, 
 
 Your loosen’d tongues employ: 
 
 Ye blind, behold your Saviour come ; 
 And leap, ye lame, for joy. 
 
 6 Look unto Him, ye nations ;—own 
 
 Your God, ye fallen race ; 
 
 Be justified through faith alone ; 
 
 Be sav’d by sovereign grace. 
 
 HYMN 116. L. M. 
 
 1 Oh ! from the world’s vile slavery. 
 Almighty Saviour, set me free ; 
 
 And, as my treasure is above. 
 
 Be there my thoughts, be there my love. 
 
 2 But oft, alas ! too well I know. 
 
 My thoughts, my love, are fix’d below: 
 
 In every lifeless prayer I find 
 
 The heart unmov’d, the absent mind. 
 
 3 Oh ! what that frozen heart can move 
 That melts not at a Saviour’s love ? 
 
 What can that sluggish spirit raise 
 That will not sing a Saviour’s praise ? 
 
 4 Lord, draw my best affections hence, 
 Above this world of sin and sense ; 
 Cause them to soar beyond the skies. 
 And rest not till to Thee they rise. 
 
 HYMN 117. C. M. 
 
 1 O God, our help in ages past. 
 
 Our hope for years to come. 
 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast, 
 
 And our eternal home ! 
 
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 HYMN . 118 . 
 
 2 Under the shadow of thy throne 
 
 Thy saints have dwelt secure : 
 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone. 
 
 And our defence is sure. 
 
 3 Before the hills in order stood, 
 
 Or earth receiv’d her frame, 
 
 From everlasting Thou art God, 
 
 To endless years the same. 
 
 4 A thousand ages in thy sight 
 
 Are like an evening gone ; 
 
 Short as the watch that ends the night. 
 Before the rising sun. 
 
 5 Time, like an ever-rolling stream. 
 
 Bears all its sons away : 
 
 They fly, forgotten, as a dream 
 Dies at the opening day. 
 
 6 O God, our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come ! 
 
 Be thou our guard while life shall last. 
 And our eternal home. 
 
 HYMN 118. C. M. 
 
 1 Oh ! for a faith that will not shrink 
 
 Though pressed by many a foe ; 
 
 That will not tremble on the brink 
 Of poverty or woe ;— 
 
 2 That will not murmur nor complain 
 
 Beneath the chastening rod ; 
 
 But, in the hour of grief or pain. 
 
 Can lean upon its God;— 
 
 3 A faith that shines more bright and clear 
 
 When tempests rage without; 
 
HYMN 119. 
 
 That when in danger knows no fear, 
 
 In darkness feels no doubt;— 
 
 4 That bears unmov’d the world’s dread fn 
 
 Nor heeds its scornful smile ; 
 
 That sin’s wild ocean cannot drown, 
 
 Nor its soft arts beguile 
 
 5 A faith that keeps the narrow way 
 
 Till life’s last spark is fled. 
 
 And with a pure and heavenly ray 
 Lights up a dying bed. 
 
 6 Lord, give me such a faith as this, 
 
 And then, whate’er may come, 
 
 I’ll taste e’en here the hallow’d bliss* 
 
 Of an eternal home. 
 
 HYMN 119. C. M. 
 
 1 O Lord, my best desire fulfil. 
 
 And help me to resign 
 Life, health, and comfort to thy will. 
 
 And make thy pleasure mine. 
 
 2 Why should I shrink at thy command". 
 
 Whose love forbids my fears ? 
 
 Or tremble at the gracious hand 
 That wipes away my tears ? 
 
 3 No ; let me rather freely yield 
 
 What most I prize to Thee, 
 
 Who never hast a good withheld. 
 
 Or wilt withhold from me. 
 
 4 Thy favour, all my journey through* 
 
 Thou art engag’d to grant: 
 
 What else I want, or think I do, 
 
 ’Tis better still to want. 
 
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 HYMNS 120, 121. 
 
 5 But ah ! mine inward spirit cries, 
 
 “ Still bind me to thy sway, 
 
 Else the next cloud that veils my skies 
 Drives all these thoughts away.” 
 
 HYMN 120. L. M. 
 
 L <0 Lord, thy love to me impart. 
 
 And seal my name upon thy heart; 
 
 Seal me upon thine arm, and wear 
 That pledge of love for ever there. 
 
 2 Stronger than death thy love is known, 
 A fire no floods can ever drown: 
 
 But I am jealous of my heart: 
 
 O keep me, lest I should depart. 
 
 3 Thy favour let me often see. 
 
 And always shall I look to Thee, 
 
 Till thou hast brought me to my home, 
 Where fears and doubts can never come. 
 
 4 Then come, my Jesus, haste away, 
 
 Cut short the time of thy delay: 
 
 I hope, I pray, I look to be 
 Soon, and for ever, Lord, with thee. 
 
 HYMN 121. C. M. 
 
 1 O Thou from whom all goodness flows! 
 
 I lift my soul to Thee; 
 
 In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, 
 
 Jesus, remember me. 
 
 2 When on my aching burden’d heart 
 
 My sins lie heavily, 
 
 Thy pardon grant, new peace impart, 
 
 In love remember me. 
 
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 3 When trials sore obstruct my way. 
 
 And ills I cannot flee, 
 
 Oh ! let my strength be as my day. 
 
 For good remember me. 
 
 4 If, for thy sake, upon my name 
 
 Shame and reproach shall be. 
 
 All hail, reproach, and welcome shame, 
 
 If Thou remember me. 
 
 5 When worn with pain, disease, and grief, 
 
 This feeble body see. 
 
 Grant patience, rest, and kind relief; 
 
 And, Lord, remember me. 
 
 6 When in the solemn hour of death 
 
 I wait thy just decree. 
 
 Be this the prayer of my last breath, 
 
 O Lord, remember me ! 
 
 HYMN 122. 104th M. 
 
 1 Oh ! what shall I do my Saviour to praise. 
 So faithful and true, so plenteous in grace; 
 So strong to deliver, so good to redeem, 
 
 The weakest believer that hangs upon him ? 
 
 2 Their daily delight shall be in thy name ; 
 They shall, as their right, thy righteousness 
 
 claim ; 
 
 And having thy Spirit, and cleansed by thy 
 blood. 
 
 Bold shall they appear in the presence of 
 God. 
 
 3 For Thou art their boast, their glory, and 
 
 power; 
 
 And I also trust to see the glad hour, 
 
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 HYMN 123. 
 
 My soul’s new creation, a life from the dead. 
 The day of salvation that lifts up my head. 
 
 4 For Jesus, my Lord, is now my defence; 
 
 I trust in his word; none plucks me from 
 thence; 
 
 Since I have found favour, He all things will 
 do; 
 
 My King and my Saviour shall make me 
 anew. 
 
 HYMN 123. 8. 7- 4. 
 
 1 On the mountain tops appearing, 
 
 Lo ! the sacred herald stands. 
 
 Welcome news to Zion hearing,— 
 
 Zion long in hostile lands : 
 
 Mourning captive, God himself will loose thy 
 bands. 
 
 2 Has thy night been long and mournful ? 
 All thy friends unfaithful prov’d ? 
 
 Have thy foes been proud and scornful. 
 
 By thy sighs and tears unmoved ? 
 
 Cease thy mourning; Zion still is well beloved. 
 
 3 Lo ! thy sun is rishi in glory; 
 
 God Himself appears thy friend. 
 
 All thy foes shall flee before thee. 
 
 Here their boasts and triumphs end. 
 
 Great deliverance Zion^s King vouchsafes to 
 send. 
 
 4 Enemies no more shall trouble; 
 
 All thy warfure now is passed ; 
 
 For thy shame thou shalt have double; 
 
 Days of peace are come at last. 
 
 All thy conflicts end in everlasting rest. 
 
HYMNS 124, 125. 
 
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 HYMN 124. L. M. 
 
 1 Pilgrims we are, to Canaan bound, 
 
 We seek the city of our God ; 
 
 This wilderness we travel round, 
 
 Seeking alone that bright abode. 
 
 2 And here as sojourners we meet, 
 
 Before we reach the fields above, 
 
 To sit around our Master’s feet. 
 
 And tell the wonders of his love. 
 
 3 Oft have we seen the tempest rise, 
 
 The world ar.d Satan, fear and sin, 
 
 Like mountains seem’d to reach the skies. 
 With scarce a gleam of light between. 
 
 4 But still as oft as troubles come, 
 
 Our Jesus sends some cheering ray; 
 And that strong arm will guide us home, 
 Which thus protects us by the way. 
 
 5 A few more days, or months, or years. 
 
 Of weariness, and toil, and pain, 
 
 A few more sighs, a few more tears. 
 
 And we our promis’d joy shall gain. 
 
 HYMN 125. S. M. 
 
 1 Prepare me, gracious God, 
 
 To stand before thy face : 
 
 Thy Spirit must the work perform, 
 
 For it is all of grace. 
 
 2 In Christ’s obedience clothe, 
 
 And wash me in his blood ; 
 
 So shall I lift my head with joy. 
 
 Among the sons of God. 
 
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 HYMNS 126, 127. 
 
 3 Do thou my sins subdue. 
 
 Thy sovereign love make known ; 
 
 The spirit of my mind renew. 
 
 And save me in thy Son. 
 
 4 Let me attest thy power. 
 
 Let me thy goodness prove ; 
 
 Till my full soul can hold no more 
 Of everlasting love. 
 
 HYMN 126. C. M. 
 
 1 Plung’d in a gulf of dark despair, 
 
 We wretched sinners lay. 
 
 Without one cheerful beam of hope. 
 
 Or spark of glimm’ring day. 
 
 2 With pitying eyes, the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief. 
 
 He came, and (oh amazing love !) 
 
 He died for our relief. 
 
 3 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills 
 
 Their lasting silence break, 
 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 The Saviour’s praises speak. 
 
 4 Angels, assist our mighty joys. 
 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 
 But, when you raise your highest notes, 
 His love can ne’er be told. 
 
 HYMN 127. L. M. 
 
 1 Poor, weak, and worthless though I am, 
 I have a rich almighty friend ; 
 
 Jesus, the Saviour, is his name; 
 
 He freely loves, and without end. 
 
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 2 He ransom’d me from hell with blood, 
 And by his power my foes control’d ; 
 
 He found me wand’ring far from God, 
 And brought me to his chosen fold. 
 
 3 He cheers my heart, my wants supplies. 
 And says that I shall shortly be 
 Enthron’d with Him above the skies: 
 Oh what a friend is Christ to me ! 
 
 4 But, ah ! my inmost spirit mourns, 
 
 And well my eyes with tears may swim. 
 To think of my perverse returns : 
 
 I’ve been a faithless friend to Him. 
 
 HYMN 128. C. M. 
 
 1 Rejoice, believer, in the Lord, 
 
 Who makes your cause his own : 
 
 The hope that’s built upon his word 
 Can ne’er be overthrown. 
 
 2 Though many foes beset your road. 
 
 And feeble is your arm. 
 
 Your life is hid with Christ in God, 
 Beyond the reach of harm. 
 
 3 Weak as you are, you shall not faint. 
 
 Or, fainting, shall not die ; 
 
 Jesus, the strength of every saint, 
 
 Will aid you from on high. 
 
 4 Though sometimes unperceiv’d by sense. 
 
 Faith sees Him always near, 
 
 A guide, a glory, a defence,— 
 
 Then what have you to fear ? 
 
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 HYMN 129. 
 
 5 As surely as lie overcame, 
 
 And triumphed once for you; 
 
 So surely you that love his name 
 Shall triumph in Him too. 
 
 HYMN 129. 148th M. 
 
 1 Rejoice, the Lord is King, 
 
 Your Lord and king adore : 
 
 Mortals, give thanks and sing, 
 
 And triumph evermore : 
 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice ; 
 
 “ Rejoice ; again I say, rejoice.” 
 
 2 The Mighty Saviour reigns. 
 
 The God of truth and love ; 
 
 When He had purg’d our stains, 
 
 He took his seat above. Lift up, &c 
 
 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o’er earth and heaven ; 
 
 The keys of death and hell 
 Are to our Saviour given. 
 
 4 He sits at God’s right hand, 
 
 Till all his foes submit. 
 
 And bow to his command, 
 
 And fall beneath his feet. 
 
 5 Rejoice in glorious hope ; 
 
 Jesus the Judge shall come. 
 
 And take his servants up 
 To their eternal home, 
 
 We soon shall hear th’archangel’s voice. 
 
 The trump of God shall sound “ Rejoice.” 
 
 Lift up, &c 
 
 Lift up, &c 
 
HYMNS 130, 131. 
 
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 HYMN 130. 7s. 6 lines. 
 
 1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
 
 Let the water and the blood. 
 
 From thy riven side which flow’d. 
 
 Be of sin the double cure, 
 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and power; 
 
 2 Not the labours of my hands 
 Can fulfil thy law’s demands ; 
 
 Could my zeal no respite know. 
 
 Could my tears for ever flow. 
 
 All for sin could not atone ; 
 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone. 
 
 3 Nothing in my hand I bring; 
 
 Simply to thy cross I cling; 
 
 Naked, come to Thee for dress. 
 
 Helpless, look to Thee for grace, 
 
 Vile, I to the fountain fly; 
 
 Wash me, Saviour, or 1 die. 
 
 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 
 When my eyelids close in death. 
 
 When I soar to worlds unknown, 
 
 See Thee on thy judgment throne,— 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee. 
 
 HYMN 131. C. M. 
 
 1 Sin has a thousand treach’rous arts. 
 
 To practise on the mind; 
 
 With flatt’ring looks she tempts our hearts; 
 But leaves a sting behind. 
 
HYMNS 132, 133. 
 
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 2 With names of virtue she deceives 
 
 The aged and the young ; 
 
 And, while the heedless wretch believes; 
 She makes his fetters strong. 
 
 3 She pleads for all the joys she brings. 
 
 And gives a fair pretence ; 
 
 But cheats the soul of heavenly things. 
 And chains it down to sense. 
 
 4 So, on a tree divinely fair. 
 
 Grew the forbidden food ; 
 
 Our mother took the poison there; 
 
 And tainted all her blood. 
 
 HYMN 132. C. M. 
 
 1 Salvation ! oh the joyful sound ! 
 
 ’Tis pleasure to our ears, 
 
 A sovereign balm for every wound, 
 
 A cordial for our fears. 
 
 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin, 
 
 In death’s dark gloom we lay ; 
 
 But we arise, by grace divine. 
 
 To see a heavenly day. 
 
 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly 
 
 The spacious earth around. 
 
 While all the armies of the sky 
 Conspire to raise the sound. 
 
 HYMN 133. 7s. 
 
 1 Saviour, at thy feet we bow ; 
 
 O vouchsafe to meet us now ! 
 
 At thy people’s earnest cry, 
 
 Bring thy loving mercies nigh. 
 
HYMN 134. 
 
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 2 Thou hast said, where two or three. 
 
 In thy worship shall agree, 
 
 That Thou wilt be present there, 
 Answering their faithful prayer. 
 
 3 Lord, we plead thy promise here. 
 
 Let thy presence now appear ; 
 
 On our souls thy Spirit pour. 
 
 Light, and life, and peace restore. 
 
 4 Raise our thoughts from things below. 
 Faith’s discerning eye bestow ; 
 
 Let our hearts, from sin made free. 
 
 Hold sweet intercourse with Thee. 
 
 HYMN 134. 8s. 7s. 
 
 1 Saviour, breathe an ev’ning blessing, 
 
 Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
 
 Sin and want we come confessing, 
 
 Thou canst save and Thou canst heal. 
 
 2 Though destruction walk around us, 
 
 Though the arrows past us fly, 
 Angel-guards from Thee surround us, 
 
 We are safe if Thou art nigh. 
 
 3 Though the night be"dark and dreary, 
 
 Darkness cannot hide from Thee ; 
 Thou art He who, never weary, 
 
 Watchest where thy people be. 
 
 4 Should swift death this night o’ertake us, 
 
 And our couch become our tomb. 
 
 May the morn in heaven awake us. 
 
 Clad in bright and deathless bloom. 
 
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 HYMN 135. 
 
 HYMN 135. 8. 7- 4. 
 
 1 Saviour, through the desert lead us. 
 
 From thee all our comforts flow ; 
 Thou from Satan’s chain hast freed us 
 Thou hast laid the tyrant low. 
 
 Let thy presence 
 
 Cheer us all our journey through. 
 
 2 [With a price thy love has bought us ; 
 
 Saviour ! what a love is thine ! 
 Hitherto thy pow’r hath brought us ; 
 Pow’r and love in thee combine. 
 Lord of glory, 
 
 Ever on thine Israel shine.] 
 
 3 When we hunger, Thou wilt feed us ; 
 
 Manna shall our camp surround ; 
 Faint and thirsty, thou wilt heed us, 
 Streams shall from the Rock abound 
 Oh how gracious 
 Is the Saviour we have found ! 
 
 4 When our foes in arms assemble. 
 
 Standing to obstruct our way ; 
 Suddenly their hearts shall tremble. 
 Thou wilt strike them with dismay ; 
 And thy people, 
 
 Led by thee, shall win the day ! 
 
 5 Then lead on. Almighty Victor, 
 
 Scattering every hostile band ; 
 
 Be our Guide and our Protector, 
 
 Till on Canaan’s shores we stand. 
 Shouts for victory, 
 
 Then shall fill the promis’d land ! 
 
HYMNS 136, 137, 
 
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 HYMN 136. L. M. 
 
 1 So let our lips and lives express 
 The holy gospel we profess. 
 
 That men may see our virtues shine, 
 
 And own the doctrine is divine. 
 
 2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad 
 The honour of our Saviour God; 
 
 While his salvation reigns within. 
 
 And grace subdues the power of sin. 
 
 3 Our flesh and sense must be denied, 
 Passion, and envy, lust and pride ; 
 
 While justice, temp’rance, truth, and love. 
 Our inward piety approve. 
 
 4 Thy promise bears our spirits up. 
 
 While we expect that blessed hope— 
 
 The bright appearance of the Lord; 
 
 And faith stands leaning on his word. 
 
 HYMN 137- L. M. 
 
 1 Sweet is the w r ork, my God my King, 
 
 To praise thy name, give thanks and sing; 
 To show thy love by morning light. 
 
 And talk of all thy truth at night. 
 
 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest ; 
 
 No earthly cares shall vex my breast ; 
 
 Oh ! may my heart in tune be found, 
 
 Like David’s harp of solemn sound. 
 
 3 My heart shall triumph in the Lord, 
 
 And bless his works, and bless his word ; 
 His works of grace, how bright they shine ! 
 How deep his counsel! how divine ! 
 
HYMNS 138, 139. 
 
 4 And I shall share a glorious part. 
 When grace has purified my heart ; 
 My inward foes shall all be slain, 
 
 Nor Satan break my peace again. 
 
 HYMN 138. C. M. 
 
 1 THE souls that would to Jesus press. 
 
 Must fix this firm and sure, 
 
 That tribulation more or less, 
 
 They must and shall endure. 
 
 2 From this there can be none exempt, 
 
 ’Tis God’s own wise decree ; 
 
 Satan the weakest saint will tempt, 
 Nor is the strongest free. 
 
 3 Ten thousand baits the foe prepares 
 
 To catch the wandering heart ; 
 
 And seldom do we see the snares, 
 Before we feel the smart. 
 
 4 But let not all this terrify; 
 
 Pursue the narrow path ; 
 
 Look to the Lord with steadfast eye. 
 And fight with hell by faith. 
 
 5 Though we are feeble, Christ is strong 
 
 His promises are true ; 
 
 We shall be conquerors all ere long. 
 And more than conquerors too. 
 
 HYMN 139. 148th M. 
 
 1 The happy morn is come ; 
 
 Triumphant o’er the grave. 
 
 The Saviour leaves the tomb. 
 Omnipotent to save: 
 
HYMN 140. 
 
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 Captivity is captive led ; 
 
 For Jesus liveth, that was dead. 
 
 2 Who now accuses them 
 
 For whom their surety died ? 
 
 Who now shall those condemn 
 Whom God hath justified ? 
 
 Captivity is captive led ; 
 
 For Jesus liveth, that was dead. 
 
 3 Christ hath the ransom paid ; 
 
 The glorious work is done j 
 On Him our help is laid ; 
 
 By Him our vict’ry won : 
 
 Captivity is captive led ; 
 
 For Jesus liveth, that was dead. 
 
 HYMN 140. C. M. 
 
 1 The sinner, that by precious faith 
 
 H as felt his sins forgiv’n. 
 
 Is from that moment past from death, 
 And seal’d an heir of heav’n. 
 
 2 Though thousand snares enclose his feet. 
 
 Not one shall hold him fast ; 
 Whatever dangers he may meet, 
 
 He shall get safe at last. 
 
 3 Not as the world the Saviour gives. 
 
 He’s not a changing friend : 
 
 Whom once he loves, he never leaves, 
 But loves him to the end. 
 
 4 Unless preserv’d by Sov’reign'grace, 
 
 The-holiest saint would fall ; 
 
 And then, if one might lose his place, 
 
 It follows so might all. 
 
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 HYMN 141. 
 
 5 Satan would then full ruin make. 
 
 Would pull God’s temple down ; 
 From Jesus’s hand the sceptre take, 
 And spoil him of his crown. 
 
 6 But Christ in every age has prov’d 
 
 His purchase firm and true ; 
 
 Should this foundation be remov’d, 
 What would the righteous do ? 
 
 7 [Brethren, by this your claim maintain* 
 
 Sure hope of heavenly bliss ! 
 Whatever loss you may sustain, 
 
 O ! never give up this.] 
 
 HYMN 141. C. M. 
 
 1 Tiiee we adore, eternal name. 
 
 And humbly own to Thee 
 How feeble is our mortal frame. 
 
 What dying worms are we. 
 
 2 The year rolls round, and steals away 
 
 The breath that first it gave : 
 
 Whate’er we do, whate’er we be, 
 
 We’re traveling to the grave. 
 
 3 Dangers stand thick through all the ground. 
 
 To push us to the tomb ; 
 
 And fierce diseases wait us around, 
 
 To hurry mortals home. 
 
 4 Infinite joy, or endless woe. 
 
 Attends on ev’ry breath ; 
 
 And yet how unconcern’d we go 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 5 Teach us, O blessed Lord ! to run. 
 
 In faith, life’s dang’rous road, 
 
HYMNS 142, 143. 
 
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 And, through the grace of Christ thy Sonj 
 To rise to Thee our God. 
 
 HYMN 142. C. M. 
 
 1 Thebe is the land of pure delight. 
 
 Where saints immortal reign \ 
 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 2 Lo ! rising from the swelling flood, 
 
 Th’ eternal hills are seen ; 
 
 So Canaan’s promis’d land was view’d 
 While Jordan roll’d between. 
 
 3 But tim’rous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross the narrow sea, 
 
 And linger shiv’ring on the brink, 
 
 Afraid to launch away. 
 
 4 Oh ! could we make our doubts remoVej 
 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise. 
 
 And see the Canaan that we love. 
 
 With faith’s illumin’d eyes ;— 
 
 5 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the laiidscape o’er, 
 
 Not Jordan’s waves, nor death’s cold flood 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
 HYMN 143. C. M. 
 
 1 Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 
 
 We love to hear of Thee; 
 
 No sound so charming as thy name, 
 
 Nor half so sweet can be. 
 
 2 O may we ever hear thy voice 
 
 In mercy to us speak, 
 
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 HYMN 144. 
 
 And in our priest will we rejoice, 
 
 Thou great Melchisedec. 
 
 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme 
 
 While in this world we stay ; 
 
 We’ll sing our Jesus’ lovely name. 
 When all things here decay. 
 
 4 When we appear in yonder cloud, 
 
 With all his favoui-’d throng. 
 
 Then will we sing more sweet, more loud. 
 And Jesus he our song. 
 
 HYMN 144. C. M. 
 
 1 Thou boundless source of ev’ry good. 
 
 Our best desires fulfill ; 
 
 And help us to adoi'e thy grace, 
 
 And mark thy sov’reign will. 
 
 2 In all thy mercies may our souls 
 
 Thy bounteous goodness see ; 
 
 Nor let the gifts thy grace iixiparts 
 Estrange our hearts from thee. 
 
 3 Teach us in time of deep distress. 
 
 To own thy hand, O God ! 
 
 And in submissive silence learn 
 The lessons of thy rod. 
 
 4 In ev’ry changing scene of life, 
 
 Whatever that scene may be. 
 
 Give us a meek and humble mind,— 
 
 A mind at peace with Thee. 
 
 5 Do Thou direct our steps aright ; 
 
 Help us thy name to fear ; 
 
 And give us grace to watch and pray, 
 
 And strength to persevere. 
 
HYMNS 145, 146. 
 
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 6 Then may we close our eyes in death, 
 
 Free from distracting care ; 
 
 For death is life, and labour rest. 
 
 If Thou art with us there. 
 
 HYMN 145. S. M. 
 
 1 Thou very paschal Lamb, 
 
 Whose blood for us was shed, 
 
 Through whom we out of Egypt came ; 
 Thy ransom’d people lead. 
 
 2 Angel of Gospel-grace, 
 
 Fulfil thy character ; 
 
 To guard and feed thy chosen race, 
 
 In Israel’s camp appear. 
 
 3 Throughout the desert way 
 Conduct us by thy light ; 
 
 Be thou a cooling cloud by day, 
 
 A cheering fire by night. 
 
 4 Our fainting souls sustain 
 With blessings from above ; 
 
 And ever on thy people rain 
 The manna of thy love. 
 
 HYMN 146. L. M. 
 
 1 Thus far the Lord has led me on, 
 
 Thus far his pow’r prolongs my days ; 
 And ev’ry evening shall make known 4 
 Some fresh memorial of his grace. 
 
 2 Much of my time has run to waste. 
 
 And I perhaps am near my home; 
 
 But he forgives my follies past 
 
 He gives me strength for days to come. 
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 HYMNS 147, 14S. 
 
 3 I lay my body down to sleep, 
 
 Peace is the pillow for my head ; 
 
 While well appointed angels keep 
 
 Their watchful stations round my bed. 
 
 4 Faith in his name forbids my fear: 
 
 O may thy presence ne’er depart; 
 
 And in the morning make me hear 
 The love and kindness of thy heart. 
 
 HYMN 147. C. M. 
 
 1 To Him that lov’d the souls of men. 
 
 And wash’d us in his blood. 
 
 To royal honours rais’d our head, 
 
 And made us priests to God,— 
 
 2 To Him let ev’ry tongue be praise. 
 
 And ev’ry heart be love; 
 
 All grateful honours paid on earth, 
 
 And nobler songs above. 
 
 3 Behold, on flying clouds He comes ! 
 
 His saints shall bless the day; 
 
 While they that pierc’d Him sadly mourn 
 In anguish and dismay. 
 
 4 I am the First, and I the Last; 
 
 Time centres all in Me; 
 
 Th’ Almighty God, who was, and is. 
 
 And evermore shall be. 
 
 HYMN 148. C. M. 
 
 1 To our Redeemer’s glorious name 
 Awake the sacred song, 
 
 Oh ! may his love (immortal flame) 
 
 Tune ev’ry heart and tongue. 
 
HYMN 149. 
 
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 2 He left his radiant throne on high, 
 
 Forsook the realms of bliss, 
 
 And came as man to bleed and die: 
 
 Was ever love like this ? 
 
 3 He took the dying traitor’s place. 
 
 And suffer’d in his stead; 
 
 For man (O miracle of grace !) 
 
 For sinful man He bled. 
 
 4 Oh ! may the sweet, the blissful theme. 
 
 Inspire each heart and tongue; 
 
 All nations know thy saving name, 
 
 And join the sacred song ! 
 
 HYMN 149. C. M. 
 
 1 Try us, O God! and search the ground 
 
 Of ev’ry evil heart; 
 
 Whate’er of sin in us is found. 
 
 Oh ! bid it all depart. 
 
 2 When to the right or left we stray, 
 
 Pity thy helpless sheep ; 
 
 Bring back our feet into the way, 
 
 And there thy wand’rers keep. 
 
 3 Help us to help each other. Lord; 
 
 Each other’s burdens bear; 
 
 Let each his friendly aid afford 
 To sooth his brother’s care. 
 
 4 Help us to build each other up ; 
 
 Help us ourselves to prove; 
 
 Increase our faith, confirm our hope, 
 And perfect us in love. 
 
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 HYMNS 150 151. 
 
 5 Complete at length thy work of grace, 
 Aud take us to thy rest. 
 
 Among the saints, who see thy face, 
 
 To be for ever blest. 
 
 HYMN 150. C. M. 
 
 1 What different powers of grace and sin 
 
 Attend our mortal state ! 
 
 I hate the thoughts that work within. 
 And do the works I hate. 
 
 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die. 
 
 While sin my soul assails ; 
 
 Now raise my songs of triumph high, 
 For grace again prevails. 
 
 3 So darkness struggles with the light. 
 
 Till perfect day arise ; 
 
 Water and fire maintain the fight, 
 
 Until the weaker dies. 
 
 4 Thus will the flesh and spirit strive. 
 
 And vex and break my peace : 
 
 But I shall quit this moral life, 
 
 And sin for ever cease ! 
 
 HYMN 151. L. M. 
 
 1 We sing the praise of Him who died, 
 
 Of Him who died upon the cross : 
 The sinner’s hope let men deride ; 
 
 For this we count the world but loss. 
 
 2 Inscrib’d upon the cross we see, 
 
 In shining letters, “ God is love 
 He bears our sins upon the tree, 
 
 He brings us mercy from above. 
 
ilYMN 152. 
 
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 3 The cross ! it takes our guilt away, 
 
 It holds the fainting spirit up ; 
 
 It cheers with hope the gloomy day. 
 
 And sweetens er’ry hitter cup. 
 
 4 It makes the coward spirit brave, 
 
 And nerves the feeble arm for fight; 
 
 It takes its terror from the grave. 
 
 And gilds the bed of death with light. 
 
 5 The balm of life, the cure of woe, 
 
 The measure and the pledge of love, 
 
 The sinner’s refuge here below. 
 
 The angels’ theme in heav’n above. 
 
 HYMN 152. L. M. 
 
 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 darken’d cloud withdraw ; 
 Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw: 
 
 Gives exercise to faith and love; 
 
 Brings every blessing from above. 
 
 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight: 
 Prayer keeps the Christian’s armour bright 1 
 And Satan trembles when he sees 
 
 The weakest saint upon his knees. 
 
 4 Have we no words ? ah ! think again : 
 Words flow apace when we complain, 
 
 And fill our fellow-creature’s ear 
 With the sad tale of all our care. 
 
 5 Were half the breath that’s vainly spent 
 To heaven in supplication sent, 
 
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 HYMNS \ 53 , 154. 
 
 Our cheerful song would oft’ner be, 
 
 “ Hear what the Lord has done for me 
 
 HYMN 153. C. M. 
 
 1 When Israel by Divine command. 
 
 The pathless desert trod, 
 
 They found through all the dreary land 
 A secure resource in God. 
 
 2 A cloudy pillar mark’d their road. 
 
 And screen’d them from the heat; 
 From the hard rocks the water flow’d • 
 And manna was their meat. 
 
 2 Like them, we have a rest in view, 
 Secure from adverse pow’rs: 
 
 Like them, we pass a desert too: 
 
 But Israel’s God is ours. 
 
 4 [His Word a light before us spreads. 
 
 By which our way we see ; 
 
 His Love, a banner o’er our heads. 
 From harm preserves us free.] 
 
 5 Jesus himself becomes our food. 
 
 Our living wine and bread ; 
 
 And blest with every needful good, 
 
 His joy anoints our head. 
 
 6 Lord, ’tis enough : we ask no more, 
 
 While on to heav’n we move; 
 
 There to recount thy mercies o’er. 
 
 And sing thy boundless Love. 
 
 HYMN 154. L. M. 
 
 1 When I survey the wondrous cross, 
 On which the Prince of glory died, 
 
HYMN 155. 
 
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 My richest gain I count but loss. 
 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast. 
 
 Save in the death of Christ my God; 
 All the vain things which charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to his blood. 
 
 3 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
 Did e’er such love and sorrow meet. 
 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine. 
 
 That were an off’ring far too small ; 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 HYMN 155. L. M. 
 
 1 “ We’ve no abiding city here 
 
 Sad truth, were this to be our home; 
 But let this thought our spirits cheer, 
 “We seek a city yet to come.” 
 
 2 “We’ve no abiding city here:” 
 
 Then let us live as pilgrims do ; 
 
 Let not this world our rest appear; 
 
 But let us haste from all below. 
 
 3 “ We’ve no abiding city here;” 
 
 We seek a city out of sight; 
 
 Zion its name —“ The Lord is there 
 It shines with everlasting light. 
 
 4 Zion, Jehovah is her strength, 
 
 Secure, she’s freed from all her foes: 
 And weary travellers at length 
 Within her sacred walls repose. 
 
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 I1YMN 156. 
 
 5 Thither our course with joy we bend. 
 
 In hope the sacred place to gain, 
 
 Where sin, and pain, and sorrow end, 
 
 And peace and love for ever reign. 
 
 HYMN 156. 8’s. 
 
 1 When truly a sinner believes. 
 
 And trusts in his crucified God, 
 
 His pardon at once he receives, 
 
 Redemption through Jesus’s blood. 
 
 The Faith that unites to the Lamb, 
 
 And brings a salvation like this. 
 
 Is more than a notion or name; 
 
 The work of the Spirit it is. 
 
 2 It treads on the world and on hell; 
 
 It vanquishes death and despair; 
 
 And, oh ! let us wonder to tell, 
 
 It overcomes heaven by prayer ! 
 
 Permits a vile worm of the dust 
 
 To commune with God as a Friend, 
 
 To hope his forgiveness as just, 
 
 And look for his love to the end ! 
 
 3 It says to the mountains. Depart, 
 
 That stand between God and the soul; 
 It binds up the broken in heart. 
 
 And makes wounded consciences whole 
 Bids sins of a crimsom-like dye 
 
 Be transient as snow, and as white ; 
 And raises poor sinners on high. 
 
 To dwell with the angels in light. 
 
HYMNS 157, 158. 
 
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 HYMN 157. 104th M. 
 
 1 Ye servants of God, your master proclaim, 
 And publish abroad his wonderful name ; 
 
 The name all-victorious of Jesus extol, 
 
 His kingdom is glorious and reigns over all. 
 
 2 God ruleth on high almighty to save, 
 
 And still He is nigh : his presence we have ; 
 The great congregation his triumph shall 
 sing. 
 
 Ascribing salvation to Jesus our king. 
 
 3 Salvation to God, who sits on the throne, 
 
 Let all cry aloud, and honour the Son ; 
 
 The praises of Jesus all angels proclaim, 
 
 Fall down on their faces, and worship the 
 
 Lamb. 
 
 4 Then let us adore, and give Him his right ; 
 All glory, and power, and wisdom, and might; 
 All honour and blessing, with angels above. 
 And thanks never ceasing, and infinite love. 
 
 HYMN 158. S. M. 
 
 1 Your harps, ye trembling saints, 
 
 Down from the willows take! 
 
 Loud to the praise of Christ our Lord, 
 
 Bid evhy string awake. 
 
 2 Though in a foreign land, 
 
 We are not far from home : 
 
 And nearer to our house above 
 We ev’ry moment come. 
 
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 HYMN 159. 
 
 3 His grace shall to the end 
 Stronger and brighter shine ; 
 
 Nor present things, nor things to come. 
 Shall quench the spark divine. 
 
 4 The time of liberty will come, 
 
 When we shall clearly see, 
 
 Not only that He shed his blood, 
 
 But each shall say, “ for me.” 
 
 5 Tarry his leisure, then, 
 
 Wait the appointed hour ; 
 
 Wait till the Bridegroom of your souls 
 Reveal his love with power. 
 
 6 Bless’d is the man, O God ! 
 
 That stays himself on Thee : 
 
 Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, 
 
 Shall thy salvation see. 
 
 HYMN 159. 8s. 7s. 
 
 * 1 Zion’s King shall reign victorious ; 
 
 All the earth shall own his sway ; 
 
 He will make his kingdom glorious ; 
 
 He shall reign in endless day. 
 
 2 Nations, now from God estranged. 
 
 Then shall see a glorious light ; 
 
 Night to day shall then be changed, 
 Heaven shall triumph in the sight. 
 
 3 Then shall Israel, long dispersed, 
 
 Mourning seek their Lord and God, 
 Look on Him whom once they pierced. 
 Own and kiss the chast’ning rod. 
 
HYMN 160. 
 
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 4 Mighty King, thine arm revealing, 
 
 Now thy glorious cause maintain ; 
 Bring the nations help and healing. 
 
 Make them subject to thy reign. 
 
 HYMN 160. C. M. 
 
 1 Zion, the city of our God, 
 
 How glorious is the place ! 
 
 The Saviour there has his abode, 
 
 And sinners see his face. 
 
 2 Firm against every adverse shock 
 
 Its mighty bulwarks prove ; 
 
 *Tis built upon the living Rock, 
 
 And wall’d around with love. 
 
 3 There all the fruits of glory grow, 
 
 And joys that never die : 
 
 And streams of grace and knowledge flow. 
 The soul to satisfy. 
 
 4 Come, set your faces Zion-ward, 
 
 The sacred road inquire ; 
 
 And let a union to the Lord 
 Be henceforth your desire. 
 
 5 The Gospel shines to give you light : 
 
 No longer then delay : 
 
 The S pirit waits to guide you right, 
 
 And Jesus is the way. 
 
 6 [O Lord, regard thy people’s prayer. 
 
 Thy promise now fulfil ; 
 
 And young and old by grace prepare 
 To dwell on Zion’s hill.] 
 

 
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