*« rrwrn &***. THE BENSON LIBRARY OF HYMNOLOGY Endowed by the Reverend Louis Fitzgerald Benson, d.d. LIBRARY OF THE THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY PRINCETON, NEW JERSEY >^ p^ k: s >H i — i tf s < w *5 ffl GO M h-3 0 hi ^ o W C3 a H Eh 3 ft Z * * *q O 0 h-3 * c Eh CD <8 P W X W e &H H 5 & w |ZJ w 02 CD «H H ^ £ tf pq Ph C_J) Oh *&+*£$"*//-&. • THE PSALMS AND HYMNS REFORMED PROTESTANT DUTCH CHURCH NORTH AMERICA. AUTHORISED BY THE GENERAL SYNOD TO BE USED IDT THE CHURCHES UNDER THEIR CARE "' Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom, teaching and admonishing: one another in Psalms and Hymns and Spiritui 1 Songs, singing with grace in your hearts unto the Lord.1 • -Col. iii. i6 PHILADELPHIA : MENTZ & ROVOUDT, SUCCESSORS TO G. W. MENTZ & SON S3 NORTH THIRD ST. 1850. Entered, according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1847, by Isaac Young, (on behalf of the General Synod of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church,) in the clerk's office of the District Court of the Southern District of New York. STEREOTYPED BY J. FAQ AN. PRINTED BY I. A3H:JRAP. m BRIEF NOTICE Of the Psalms and Hymns used by the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church. It has ever been a principle of the Church that no Psalms nor Hymns may be publicly sung in the Reformed Protestant Dutch Churches, but such as are approved and recommended by the Gene- ral Synod. Previously to the American Revolution, the psalmody of the Church embraced only the psalms in the Dutch language, usually bound up in tike Bibles then in common use. The version approved by the Synod was that of Dathenus. In addition to this, the new version of psalms and hymns compiled and adopted in the Nether- lands, in the year 1773, was subsequently approved. After the period of the American Revolution, when it was found necessary to intro- duce English singing, the Rev. Dr. Livingston compiled a book of Psalms and Hymns in the English language, which was published, with the express approbation and recommendation of the General Synod, in the year 1 789. This book continued in use in the churches 'until the year 1812, when, at the instance of the Classis of New Vork, the Particular Synod of New York referred the subject rela- tive to the revision of the Psalms and Hymns then in use, to the General Synod. The reference was favourably entertained by the Synod, and they requested the Rev. Professor Livingston to make the selection of Psalms and Hymns, agreeably to the views then expressed, and appointed a committee to whom the same should be submitted for their examination and approval. At the session of the Synod, held in October, 1813, this committee reported in favour of the selec- tion, and the Synod accordingly adopted it, entered upon then records a minute highly complimentary to the distinguished compiler, and made the necessary arrangements for its publication and introduction into the public worship of the churches. In the year 1830, the General Synod deemed it expedient that an additional number of hymns should be added to those contained in the book then in use, and accordingly a committee was appointed to make a selection, on a variety of subjects, with a view to constitute a (3) IV NOTICE. second book of hymns. At the next session of the Synod, tl,is committee reported a selection of 172 additional hymns, which were approved, ordered to be published as a second book of hymns, and Authorised to be used in all the churches. At the instance of the iteneral Synod's Sabbath-School Board, a committee was appointed it the meeting of the Synod, in June 1842, to compile a book for the *se of the Sabbath-Schools of the church. The selection, as report- «U by the committee, embraced many hymns suitable for social as veil as Sabbath-School worship. It was approved by the Synod, in .ne year 1843, and ordered to be published, under the title of the Social and Sabbath-School Hymn Book." The Board of Sabbath- School Union being about to publish a second edition of this book, -equested, in the year 1845, that the Synod would furnish an additional iiumber of hymns for the purpose of filling up certain blank pages on ne last sheet of the work. On considering this request, the Synod esolved, in view of the fact that the Hymns now authorised to be lsed by the churches were comprised in three separate books, and nat still additional Hymns on certain subjects were needed, to refer ne whole subject of the Hymn Book to a committee, to consider th« Onportance of a new arrangement, and with instructions to report ach new Hymns as would make the collection more complete. At the meeting of the General Synod in June, 1846, this committee pre- sented their report recommending such new arrangement, and at the same time submitting a selection of hymns on a variety of sub- jects, to the number of three hundred and forty-two. The hymna thus submitted were approved by the Synod, and the committee were authorised to complete the work, and prepare the whole for pub- lication as speedily as convenient. The Board of Direction were also empowered to carry out the necessary arrangements for printing the same. All this has been done, and the present work is the result of such action. The book thus completed will compare favourably with the various selections used by the several denominations oJ Christians in our land, and it is fervently hoped will prove a happy auxiliary in promoting the devotions, public, social, and private, of the members of our Church. THOMAS M. STRONG, Stated Clerk of General Synod. New York, June, 1847. INDEX TO THE SUBJECTS OF THE PSALMS. ADAM, first and second, Psalm 8. Afflicted, pity to them, 35, 41 ; support- ed, 65, 145, 146 ; their prayer, 102, 143; happy, 73, 94, 119, 14th part. Afflictions, hope in them, 13, 42, 76 j support, 119, 14th part; instruction by them, 94, 1 19, ISth part ; sanctified, 94. 119, 18th part; courage iu them, 119, 17th part; removed by prayer, 34, 107 ; submission to them, 39, 123, 131; in mind and body, 143; trying our graces, 66, 119, 17th part; with- out rejection, 89 ; of saints and sinners different, 94 ; gentle, 103; moderated, 125 ; very great, 77, 102, 143. Aged saint's reflection, 71. All-seeing God, 139. Angels, guardian, 34, 91 ; all subject to Christ, 89 ; worship Christ, 97 ; praise the Lord, 103 ; present in churches, 138. Appeal to God against persecutors, 7 ; concerning our sincerity, 139 ; humi- lity, 131; Searcher of hearts, 119,21st part. Ascension of Christ, 24, 47, 68, 110. Assistance from God, 138, 144. Atheism of the heart, 54; practical, 12, 14, 36 ; punished, 10. Attributes of God, 36, 111, 145, 147. Authority from God, 75, 82. Backsliding, 25; restored, 51; pardon- ed, 78, 130. Blessing of God in this life, 127. Blessings of a family. 128, 133 ; of a nation, 144, 157 ; of the country, 65, 147; of a person, 1, 32, 1 12. Blood of Christ cleansing, 5 1, 69. Book of nature and scripture, 19, 119, 4th part : happiness, 147. Brotherly love, 133; reproof, 141. Business of life blessed, 127. Care of God over his saints, 34. Charity to the poor, 37, 41, 112; and justice, 15, 112; mixed with impre- cations, 35. Children praising God, 8 ; blessings, 127, 128 ; instructed, 34, 78. Christ the second Adam, 8 ; his all-suf- ficiency, 16; his ascension, 24, 68, 110; the church's foundation, 118 ; the shepherd, 23; his coming, the signs of it, 12; covenant made with him, 89 ; first and second coming, 96, 97, 98 : the true David, 35 S9 ; his death and resurrectinn, 16,22,69; the eter- nal Creator, 112 ; exalted to the king- dom, 2. 8, 21, 72, 110 ; our example, 109; faith in his blood, 41; God and man, 86 : his Godhead, 102 ; our hope, 4, 51; his incarnation and sacrifice, 40; the king and the church his spouse, 45; his kingdom among Gen- tiles, 72, 87, 132 ; his love to enemies, 35, 109; his majesty, 97, 99; his mediatorial kingdom, 89, 110; his obedience and death, 69 ; his personal glories, 45 ; priest and king, 110 ; his resurrection on the Lord's day, 118; our strength and righteousness, 71 J his sufferings and kingdom, 2, 22,69; his sufferings, 69; his zeal and re- proaches, 69. Christians, qualifications, 15, 24 ; church made of Jews and Gentiles, 87. Church, its beauty, 45, 48, 112; the birth-place of saints, 87 ; built on Jesus Christ, 118; delight and safety in it, 27, 48, 84; destruction of ene- mies proceeds thence, 70; gathered and settled, 132; privileges, 132; of the Gentiles, 45, 47; God fights for her, 10, 20, 46 ; God's presence there, 84, 132 ; God's special delight, 87, 132; God's garden, 92; going to it, M VI INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 122: the house and care of God, 135; of the Jews and Gentiles, 87 ; its in- crease, 67; prayer in distress, 80; restored by prayer, 85, 102, 107 ; its safety, 46; is the safety and honour of a nation, 48 ; the spouse of Christ, 45; its worship and order, 43 ; wrath against enemies proceeds thence, 76. Comfort, holiness and pardon, 4, 32, 119, 1 1th and 12th parts; and support in God, 16, 94; from ancient provi- dence, 77, 143 ; of life blessed, 127 ; and pardon, 130. Company of saints, 16, 109. Complaint of absence from public wor- ship, 42; of sickness, 3; desertion. 13, 88; pride, atheism, 10, 12; of temptations, 13 ; general, 102 ; of quarrelsome neighbours, 120 ; of af- flictions in mind and body, 143. Compassion of God, 113, 145, 147. Communion with saints, 106, 133. Confession of our poverty, 16; of sin, repentance, and pardon, 32, 38, 51, 130, 143. Conscience, tender, 119, 13th part; its guilt relieved, 32, 38, 51, 130. Contention complained of, 120. Converse with God, 63, 1 19, 2d part. Conversion and joy, 126 ; at the ascen- sion of Christ, 110; of Jews and Gen- tiles, 87, S6, 106. Corruption of manners general, 11, 12. Counsel and support from God, 16, 119. Courage in death, 16, 17, 71 J in perse- cution, 1 19, 17th part. Covenant made with Christ, 89; of grace unchangeable, 89, 106. Creation and providence, 33, 104, 135, 136, 147, 148. Creatures, no trust in them, 34, 62, 146 ; rain, 33; praising God, 148. Day of humiliation in war, 60. Death and resurrection of Christ, 16, 69; of saints and sinners, 17, 37, 49 ; and sufferings of Christ, 22, 69 : deli- verance from it, 31; and pride, 49; and the resurrection, 49, 71, 89 ; cou- rage in it, 16, 17, 23 ; the effect of sin, 90. Defence in God, 3, 121 ; and salvation in God, 18, 61. Delaying sinners warned, 95. Delight in the law of God, 119, 5th, Sth and 18th parts; in God, IS, 42, 63, 73,84. Deliverance, 88; from despair, 18; from deep distress, 34, 40 ; from death, 31, 118; from oppression, 56; from per- •ecution, 53, 94 ; by prayer, 34, 40, 85, 126 ; from slander, 31; surprising, 126; from temptation, 3, 6, 13, 18; from a tumult, 118. Desertion and distress of soul. 13, 25, 38, 143. Desire of knowledge, 119, 9th part; of holiness, 119, 11th part; of comfort and deliverance, 119, 12th part; of quickening grace, 119, 10th part. Despair and hope in death, 1', 49 ; de- liverance from it, IS, 130. Devotion, daily, 55, 134, 139, 141. Direction and pardon, 23 ; and defence prayed for, 5 ; and hope, 42. Disease. See Sickness. Distress of soul, 25; relieved, 51, 88, 130. Dominion over creatures, S. Doubts suppressed, 3, 31, 143. Drunkard and glutton, 117, 79. Duty to God and man, 15, 24. Education, religious, 34, 73. Egypt's plagues, 105. End of the righteous and wicked, 1, 37. Enemies overcome, 18 ; prayed for, 35, 119; destroyed, 12,48, 70. Envy and unbelief cured, 37, 49. Equity and wisdom of Providence, 9. Evening psalm, 4, 139, 141. Evidences of grace, 26 ; of sincerity, 18, 19, 139. Evil times, 12; neighbours, 120; ma- gistrates, 1 1, 58, 82. Exaltation of Christ to the kingdom, 2,21,22, 69, 72, 110. Examination, 26, 139. Exhortations to peace, 34. Faith of persecuted saints, 35; in the blood of Christ, 32, 51; in divine grace and power, 62, 130. Faithfulness of God, 39, 105, 111, 145, 146; of man, 15, 141. Falsehoods 12; deliverance from them, 12,56. Family government, 101 ; love and worship, 133; blessings, 128. Fears and doubts suppressed, 3, 31, 34 : in the worship of God, 89, 99; of God, 1 19, 13th part. Flattery complained of, 12,36. Formal worship, 50. Frailty of man, 89, 90, 144. Fretfulness discouraged, 37. Friendship, its blessings, 133; unfaith- ful friends, 31. Funeral psalm, 86, 90. Gentiles given to Christ, 2, 22, 72; church, 45, 65, 72, 87; owning the true God, 47, 96, 98. Glory of God in our salvation, 69; and grace promised, 84, 89, 97. God all in all, 127 ; all-seeing. 139 ; all- sufficient, 16, 33; his attributes and providence, 36, 65, 147 ; his care ot INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Vll faints, 7, 34 ; creation and providence, 33, 104, &c.; his hand, 75; our de- fence, 3, 33, 61, 115; eternal, and sovereign, and holv, 93 ; eternal, and man mortal, 90, 102 ; faithfulness, SO, 105, 111; glorified, and sinners saved, 69 ; goodness, and mercy, and truth, 145, 146 ; power and goodness, 66 ; great and good, 68, 144, 145, 147; heart-searching, 139; nur onlv hope, 142; the judge, 9, 50, 97 ; kind to his people, 145, 146 ; his majesty, 97 ; and condescension, 113, 144; mercy and truth, 36, 89, 103, 145; made man; S ; of nature and grace, 65 ; our portion, and Christ our hope, 4, 73 ; his power and majesty, 98, 89, 93, 96 ; our preserver, 121, 138 : present in his churches, 84 ; our refuge, 46 ; his sovereignty and goodness to man, 8, 113, 144; our comfort, 94; governor, 75, 82, 93; his vengeance and com- passion, 68, 97; unchangeable, 89, 111; his universal dominion, 103; his wisdom in his works, 111, 139; worthy of all praise, 143, 146, 150. Good works, 15. 24, 112 Goodness of God, 8, 103, 111, 145, 146. Gospel, 19, 45, 110; joyful sound, 89, 58 ; worship and order, 48. Government of Christ, 45; from God, 75. Grace, its evidences, 26, 130; above riches, 144; without merit, 16, 32; of Christ, 45, 72 ; and providence, 83, 86, 135, 136, 147; preserving and restoring, 138; truth and protection 67: tried by affliction, 17, 66, 12?, and glory, 82, 97 ; pardoning 130. Guilt of conscience relieved, 32, 38, 51, Hallelujah, 150. Happy saint and cursed sinner, 1. Harvest, 65, 126, 147. Health, sickness, and recovery, 6, 30, 31 ; prayer for, 6, 38, 39. Heart known to God, 139. Hearing of prayer and salvation, 4, 10, 26, 102. " Heaven and resurrection, 17; the saints' dwelling-place, 24. Holiness, pardon, 4; desired, 119, 2d part; professed, 119, 3d part, 139. Hope in darkness, 13, 17, 73 ; of resur- rection, 16, 71; in death, 17, 49; prayer, 27; for victory, 21 ; and di- rection, 42; in afflictions, 42, 143. Hosanna of the children, 8; for the Lord's day, 1 18. Humiliation day, 10; for disappoint- ment, 60. Humility and submission, 131, 139. Hypocrites and hypocrisy, 11, 53. Idolatry reproved, 16, 1 15, 135. Imprecations and charity, 35. Incarnation, 96, 97, 9S ; and sacrifice of Christ, 40, Infants, 139. See Children. Instruction, 25 ; from scripture, 119, 4th and 7th parts ; in piety, 34. Israel saved from the Assyrians, 76; saved from Egypt, and brought to Canaan, 77, 105, 107, 135, 136 ; rebellion and punishment, 78; punished and pardoned, 106, 107; travels, 107, 114. Jehovah, 68, 83 ; reigns, 94, 96, 97. Joy of conversion, 1 16. See Ddight. Judgment and mercy, 9, 68 ; day, 1, 26, 50.97,98, 149; seat, 9. Justice of providence, 9; and truth towards men, 15. Justification free, 22, 130. Knowledge desired, 19, 119, 9th part. Law of God, delight in it, 119. Liberality rewarded, 41, 112. Life and riches, their vanity, 49 ; short and feeble, 39, 89, 90, 144. Longing after God, 72, 63. Lord's-day psalm, 92, 8, 11 ; morning^ 5, 19, 63. Love of God to the righteous, and hatred to the wicked, 1, 1 1 ; to our neighbour, 15; of Christ to sinners, 35; of God, 63 ; of God unchangeable, 89, 106 ; U» enemies, 35, 109 ; brotherly, 133. Luxury, 78 ; pardoned, 107. Magistrates warned, 58, 82; qualificv tions, 101 ; raised and deposed, 75. Majesty of God, 68. See God. Man, his vanity as mortal, 39, 89, 144; mortal, and Christ eternal, 102; won* derful formation, 139. Marriage mystical, 45. Master of a family, 101. Meditation, 1, 63, 1 19, 5th and 6th parts. Melancholy reproved, 42 ; and hope, 77 ; removed, 126. Mercies, 68, 103; innumerable, 139: everlasting, 136; recorded, 107; and judgment, 9 ; and truth of God, 36, 89, 103. 136, 145 146. Merit disclaimed, 16. Midnight thoughts, 63, 1 19, 5th and 6th parte, 130. Ministers ordained, 132. Miracles in the wilderness, 114. Morning psalm, 3, 1 14 ; of a sabbath, 5, 19, 63. Mortality of man, 39, 49, 90 ; and hope, 89; God's eternity, 90, 102. Nation's prosperity, 67, 144; blesjed and punished, 107. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. National deliverance, 75, 76, 124, 126. Nature and scripture, 19, 119, 7th part ; of maj, 139. Obedience, sincere. 18, 32, 139; better than sacrifice, 50. Old age, death, 71,81. i; and resurrection, Pardon, 4 ; of backsliding, 78; and di- rection, 25 ; prayed for, 38 ; and con- fession, 32 ; of original and actual sin, 51 ; plentiful with God, 130. Patience under afflictions, 39 ; under persecutions, 37, 44 ; in darkness, 77, 130, 131. Peace and holiness encouraged, 34 ; with men desired, 120. Perfections of God, 111, 136, 145. 147. Persecuted saints, their prayer and faith, 35, 44, 74, 80, 83. Persecution, deliverance from it, 7, 53, 94; courage in it, 119, 17th part. Persecutors punished, 7, 75, 129, 149; their folly, 14 ; complained of, 35, 44, 74, 80, S3 ; deliverance from them, 9, 10, 94. Perseverance, 138; in trials, 119, 17th part. Persona] glories of Christ, 45. Pestilence, preservation in it, 91. Piety, instructions therein, 34. Pleading without repining, 39, 123; the promises, 119, 10th part. Poor, charity, 15, 37. 41, 112. Portion of saints and sinners, 11, 17, 37. Poverty confessed, 15. Power and majesty of God, 68, 89, 145. See God. Practical atheism, 14, 36, 53. Praise to God from children, 8; for creation and providence, 33, 104 ; to our Creator, 148 ; for eminent deli- verances, 34, 118; general 86, 145, 150; for the gospel, 98; for health restored, 20, 1 16 ; for hearing prayer, 66, 102 ; to Jesus Christ, 45 ; from all nations, 1 17 ; and prayer public, 65 ; for protection, 57 ; for providence and grace, 36; for rain, 95, 147 ; from the saints, 149, 150; temporal blessings, 68, 147; for temptations overcome, 18; in war, IS. Prayer heard, 4, 34, 65, 66; in time of war, 20; and hope of victory, 20; and praise public, 65 ; and hope, 27 ; in church's distress, 80; heard and Zion restored, 102 ; and faith of per- secuted saints, 35, 37, 56 ; and praise for deliverance, 34, 38 ; fervency in, 119, 19th part. Preserving grace, 138. Preservation in public dangers, 46, 91, 112; daily, 121. Pride and atheism punished, 10, 12; and death, 49. Priesthood of Christ, 51, 110. Princes vain 62, 147. Profession of sincerity, repentance, &c, 119, 3d part, 139; false, 50. Promises and threatenings, 81; pleaded, 1 19, 10th part. Prosperity dangerous, 55, 73. Prosperous sinners, 37, 49, 73. Protection, truth and grace, 57; by day and night, 121. Providence, 9 ; and creation, 33, 136, 136 ; and grace, 36, 147 ; and perfec- tions of God, 36 ; its mystery unfold, ed, 73 ; recorded, 77, 78, 107 ; in air, earth and sea, 35, 65, 89, 104, 107, 147. Prudence and zeal, 39. Psalm for soldiers, 18, 60; for old age, 71 ; for husbandmen, 65 ; for a fune- ral, 89, 90; for the Lord's day, 92; before prayer, 95 ; before sermon, 95 ; for magistrates, 101 ; for households, 101; for mariners, 107; for gluttona and drunkards, 107 ; for America, 107. Public praise for private mercies, 116, 118; for deliverance, 124; worship, absence from it complained of, 24 ; prayer and praise, 65, 84. Punishment of sinners, 111, 37; and salvation, 78, 81, 108. Purposes, holy, 1 19, 15th part. Quarrelsome neighbours, 120. Quickening grace, 119, 16th part. Rain from heaven, 65, 135, 147. Recovery from sickness, 6, 30, 116. Relative duties, 35, 133. Religion and justice, 15; in word* ind deeds, 37. Religious education, 34, 78. Remembrance of former deliverances, 77, 143. Repentance, 32 ; and prayer for pardon and strength, 38 ; and faith in the blood of Christ, 51. Reproach removed, 31, 37. Resignation, 39, 123, 131. Resolutions, holy, 1 19, 14th part. Restoring grace, 23, 138. Resurrection and death of Christ, 2, 1C ; of the saints, 16, 17, 49, 71 ; and death, 49, 71, 89. Reverence in worship, 89, 99. Revolution, American, 18. Riches, their vanity, 49, 144. Righteousness from Christ, 71. Sacrifice, 40, 51, 69; incarnation of Christ, 40. Safety, 91 ; triumph of the church In national desolations, 46 ; in God, 61. Saints happy and sinners cursed, 1, 119, INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 1st part ; safety, 12. 46 ; the best com- pany, 16 ; characterized, 15, 21 ; and sinners' portion, I, 17. dwell in hea- ven, 15,24; punished and saved, 78, 106 ; God's care of them, 34 : reward- ed at last, 50, 90, 92 ; and sinners' end, I, 11,37; patience, 37; chastised and sinners destroyed, 94; die, but Christ lives, 102 ; punished and par- doned. 106, 107; conducted to heaven, 106, 107 ; tried and preserved, 66, 125 ; afflictious moderated, 125 ; judging the world 149. Salvation of saints, 10; and triumph, 18 ; and defence in God, 6 1 ; by Christ, 66, 85. Satan subdued, 3, 6, 13. Scripture compared with the book of nature, 19, 1 19, 7th part ; instruction from it, 119,4th part; delieht in it, 119, 5th and 18th parts ; holiness and comfort from it, 119, 6th part: per- fection of, 119,7th part; excellency, 119, 8th part ; attended with the Spi- rit. 119, 9th part. Reasons of the year, 65, 147. Secret devotion, 34, 1 19 2d part. Seeking God, 27, 63. Self-examination, 26, 135. Shepherd of saint* is Jesus, 23. Sheep, strayed, 119, 22d part. Sick-bed devotion. 6, 3«, 39, 116. Sickness healed, 6, 36. 116. Signs of Ctrist's comin?, 12, 96, &c. Sin of nature, 14 ; original and actual, 51 : and chastisement of saints, 78, 106; universal, 14. Sincerity, 19, 26, 22, 139; proved and rewarded, IS ; professed, 119,3d part. Sinners cursed and samts happy, 1,11; and saints' portion, I, 17, 37, 50; ha- tred awl saints' patience, 36 ; destroyed and saints chastised, 94 ; sins of tongue, 12.34,50. Slander, 31. 120. S u's in separate state. 17, 146. Spirit given a! Christ's ascension, 68 ; his teaching-, 51, 1 19, 9th part. Spiritual enemies overcome, 3, 18, 144 ; blessings, 81; mindedness, 119, 2d part, Spouse of Christ is the church, 45. Spring of the year, 65 ; and summer, 65, 104; and winter, 147. Storm and thunder, 29, 135. 148. Strength prayed for, 3S; from Christ, 71; of 2ra'ce, 138. Submission, 123, 131; to Christ, 2; tc sxknejs. 39. Success of the gospel, 19, 110. Sufferings and death of Christ, 22 ; kins*. dom of Christ, 2, 22, 69, 1 10. Summer, 65 ; and winter, 147. Support, 16. Surety and sacrifice of Christ, 40. Temptations overcome, 3, 18; in sick- ness, 6 ; escapes from them, 25 ; of the devil, 13 ; support under them, 3. 55, 94. Tender conscience, 119, 13th part. Thanks, public, for private mercies, 1 16, 1 18. See Praise. Threatenings and promises, 81. Thunder and storm, 29, 135, 136, 118. Times, evil, 11, 12. Tongue governed, 34, 39. Trial of our graces by afflictions, 66, 185; of our hearts, 26, 139. Triumph at the last day, 149. Trust in creatures vain, 62, 146. Truth, grace and protection, 67, 14S, 146; deliverance by it, 118. Unbelief cured, 37; punished, 95. Unchangeable God, 89, 111. Vanity of man as mortal, 39, 89, 144; of life and riches, 40. Vengeance, 65; against the enemies of the church, 76, 149. Victory prayed for, 20; over temptations, 6, 18, 144. Vineyard of God wasted, 80. Vows paid, 116; of holiness, 119, 15th part. Waiting for direction, 25; for answer to prayer, 85, 130, 143. War, 20; disappointments, 60; victory, IS; spiritual, IS, 144. Warnings of God to his people, SI. Watchfulness, 19, 141. Weather, 63, 107, 135, 147, 148. Wickedness of man, 14, 36, 51. Wisdom of God in his works, 111. Works of creation and providence, 104, 147, 14S; and grace, 19, 33, 111, 135, 136 ; profit men, 16. World's hatred, 37. Worship and order of the eospel, 48; delight in it, 84 ; with reverence, 89, 99; daily, 55, 134, 141 ; in a family, 133; public, 63, 84, 122, 132 ; absence from it, 42, 63. Zeal and prudence. 39. Zion, 15 : its privileges, 133. A TABLE TO FIND ANY PSALM, OR PART OF A PSAIJV1 BY THE FIRST LINE. Alrrighty uler of the skies • - - 22 Almighty jod, appear and save • • 26 Are sinners now so senseless grown 29 Arise, my gracious God ... - 32 Amid thy wrath remember love - 72 As pants "the hart for cooling, Sc. - 78 A word in season, spoke with power 97 Are all the foes of Zion fools - • - 98 Among :he assemblies of the great 13S And will the God of grace - - -139 Among the princes, earthly gods - 144 Again, my tongue with silence, &c. 188 Awake, my soul, with fervent, &c IS9 Arise, O king of grace, arise - - - 228 Awake, ye saints" to praise, &c. - - 232 All ye that love the Lord, rejoice - 256 Fare Far as thy name is known • - • 87 From foes that round us rise - - -104 Father, I sing thy wondrou* grace - 1 1 9 For •shall my song record 1:9 Behold ! the lofty sky Behold ! the morning sun - - • • Blest is the mau, for ever blest - Blest is the nation where the Lord - Behold the love, the generous love Beliolo the blest Redeemer comes - I- lest is the man whose bowels move fiehold ! 0 God, what cruel foes - Blest are the souls that hear, &c. - Before Jehovah's awful throne - - Behold ! the stately cedars stand - Behold the sure foundation stone - Blest are the undefil'd in heart - - Behold thy waiting servant, Lord - Blest are the- sons of peace • - - By Babel's stream the captive, &c. Children in years and, &c. - - Come, sound his praise abroad - Come, let our souls address, &c. Consider all my sorrows, Lord - David rejoie'd in God, his strength - 45 De»p in our hearts let us record - - 1 17 Fools in then hearts belie ■ Father, I bless thy gentle hand . - 214 Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame • 56 God of my life, look gently down • 74 God is our refuge in distress • - - 84 Great is the Lord our God - • • 87 God counts the sorrows, &c. • • - 101 Grent God, indulge my, &c. . - • 103 Great God, attend to inv, &c. - - 109 God of my childhood, &c. - - - -122 Great God, whose universal sway • 123 G id, mv supporter, and mvhope - 126 Great Shepherd of thine Israel - - I3S Great God attend, while Zioj sings l4l God in his earthly temple lays • - 14"> God, from his cloudv cistern', pours 176 Give thanks to God," &c. - - • • 1^0 God of eternal love 1 S3 Give thanks to God ; he, &c. - - - 184 God of my mercv and m-y praise - 190 Great is the ljord, his works, &c. • 163 Great is the Lord, exalted high - - 231 Give thanks to God, most high - - 233 Give to our God immortal praise - 235 H How long. O Lord, &c. - - - • 27 How fast their guilty sorrows, &c. - 31 How many Ebenezers stand - - • 60 How pleasing is thy voice - • 111 How long, eternal God, how long - 123 How awful is thy chast'i.insc rod - 1?? How pleasant, how divinely fair 1-0 Hear what the Lord in vision said - 151 He, that hath made hisrefure God • '..'6 He reigns; the Lord, &c. - - - -164 Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face - 171 Happy is he that fears the Lord • - 193 How shall the young secure, &c 204 How did mv heart rejoice to hear 220 Had not the Lord, niav Isr.iel say - 221 Happy the city, where their sons - 246 (10) TABLE OF FIRST LINES tn sn^er, Lord, -ebuke me not • I love the v olume of thy word - In thee, great God, with songs, &< . I lift my soul to God • - - I will extol thee, Lord, on high ■ Into thy hand, O God of truth - I wailed patient for the Lord - In Judah, God of old was known It is the Lord, our Saviour's hand ] love the Lord ; he heard, &c. - I. God succeed not, all the cost - Is there ambition in my heart • llcve thy kingdom, Lord - - - I'll praise my Maker with, &c. - In Zion's sacred gates - - - - Just are thy ways, and true, &c. Jesus, my Lord, doth condescend Jesus, my Shepherd, lives - - - Judge me, 0 Lord, and prove, kc. Judges who rule the woild, &c. - Jesus shall reign where'er the sun - 124 Jesus "iv God, my all in all - jHiovnh reigns : He dwells in light 159 J' y to the world, the Lord is come 166 Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne IS1 Jesus, the Priest, ascends the throne 192 Keep me from fainting in my piayers 215 Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray 17 Lord, in the no-ning thou shalt hear 18 Lord, what was mau, when, &c. 21 Lord, when iniquities abound - - 27 Lord, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove 33 Lord, thou hast form'd my. Rx. - - 35 Lord, I will bless thee all my days 64 Lord, we have heard thy works of old 8 1 Let Sion in her King rejoice - - - 85 Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin - 94 Let sinners take their course - - - 100 i-iord, thou hast scourg'd our, &c. - 105 Let God arise in all his might - -115 Lord, when thou did'st ascend on high 1 16 Let children hear the mishtv deeds 133 Lord, thou hast planted, &c." - - -137 lord, when thy vine in Canaan grew 137 Lord of the world above - - - - 141 Lord, thou hast call'd thy, &c. - 143 Lord, in a day of pow'r divine - - 148 Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults 154 Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand • 159 Let Zion in her sons rejoice - - - 172 Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry 1 99 Lord, I esteem thy judements right 205 Let all the heathen writers join - - 206 Lord, I have made thy word, &c - 207 Lo! what an entertaining sight - -229 Lord, in those dark and dismal days 236 Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er 241 l&rd, what is man, poor feeble mat 246 Let ev'ry tongue thy mercy speak Let Zion praise the mighty God - • Loud hallelujahs to the Loid - • • M My God, the tempter would persuade My trust is in my heav'uly n lend - My refuge is the'Gnd of love - - • My God, my God, why hast ihou left Mine eyes and my desire - - - - My heart rejoices in thy name - - My God, the steps of pious men - - My spirit sinks within ine. Lord - My God, defend my cause - - • My God, preserve my soul - - - My God, in whom are all the springs My soul of thy protection sure - '• My spirit looks to God alone - - My God, permit my tongue - My God, my everlasting hope My Saviour, my Almighty friend - My never ceasing songs aft;'ll show Mercy and judgment a-.-- i,iy song My soul, repeat his praise- My soul, thy great Creator praise My God, consider my distress - My soul lies cleaving to the dust My God, what inward grief I feel My God, while impious men - My God, accept my early vows - My righteous Judge, &c." - - - My God, my King, &c. • - - N Now, saith the spirii of the Lord • Now may the God o( pow r, &c, Now let our mournful songs record Now plead my cause, Almighty God Now be my heart inspir'd to sing - Now shall my solemn vows be paid Not to ourselves, who are but uust - O O Lord, how many are my foes - • O God of grace and righteousness - O Lord, our heav'rdy "King - - • Our rulers. Lord, with songs, &c. - O God of grace, my cry attend - - O Lord, thy mercy, my sure hope - O for a shout of sacred joy - - - O thou that hear'st when sinners cry 0 God my refuge, hear my cries O thou whose justice reigns on high O thou, whose hands the', kc. - - O what a stiff rebellious house - ■ Our God. our help in a^res past O God, to whom revenge belongs - Of justice and of grace I sing - - O bless the Lord, my soul .... Ohowl lovethv hoiv law - - - O that the ford would guide, &c. - O that thv statutes ev'ry hour - - O thou, whose grace and. ,'-c - - O happy man, whose soul is fill'd - Out of the depths of long distress . 175 176 2;c 213 241 212 2t.T 245 247 15 43 47 66 83 113 196 15 V) 2: 12 TABLE OF FIRST LL\ES. P Page Preserve me, Lord, it time ol need 30 I raise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee 1 10 Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name 231 Praise ye the Lord, &c. • - - - 249 Praise ye the Lord : 'tis good to raise 251 Praise ye the Lord : all nature join - 25S R Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord - 61 Remember, Lord, our mortal state 152 Return, 0 God of love, return - - 155 Remember all my sorrows, Lord - 215 S Save me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe - 38 Soon as I heard my Father say - - 54 Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive - 93 Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord • 113 Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine - 114 Sure, there 's a righteous God - • 125 Sing to the Lord aloud 138 Salvation is for ever nigh - - • • 143 Stretch'd on the bed of grief - - -147 Shall man, 0 God of light, &c. • - 147 Sweet is the work, my God, &c. - 158 SiDg to the Lord Jehovah's name - 161 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands 163 Sing to the Lord most high • - - 169 Songs of immortal praise belong - 192 See what a living stone - - - - 201 Searcher and Saviour of my soul - 215 Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace - 248 T The man is ever blest 13 Th' eternal Son with pow'r array'd 14 Thee will 1 love, 0 Lord, &c. - - 34 To thine Almighty arm we owe - 37 To bless the Lord our God, &c. - - 3S The heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord 4 1 This spacious earth is all the Lord's 49 The Lord of glory is my light - - 53 Thro' all the changing scenes of life 63 The Lord for ever guards the just - 65 Tbus 1 resolv'd before the Lord • ■ 73 Teach me the measure of my days • 71 The wonders, Lord, thy love, &c. - f" The King of saints, how fair his face S4 The. Lord, the Judge, before. &c. 90 Thus saith the I,ord the, &c. - - 91 The Lord, the Judge, his, &c. - • 92 The God of glory sends his, &c. - 93 There is a God, all nature cries - - 97 Tis by thy strength, the, &c. - - 11 1 Twas for my sake, eternal God • - 1 1S$ The mem'rv of Christ's glorious name 1 25 To thee, most hi«h and holy God - 129 To God I cried with mournful voice 131 Thro' ev'ry age, eternal God 153 The hcavecskiiow thv glory, Lord 164 The Lord is come ; the, Ac. - - -165 The Almightv reiens', exalted high 165 Toour Almightv Maker, God - -166 The Lord, Jehovah, reigns - -167 The Lord, the snvVeign King - 176 Thus were the tribes from, &c. • 181 Pace To God the great, the ever blest - - 1S2 Thy works of glory, mighty Lord - IH Thus the eternal lather spake - -190 The Lord appeals my helper now - 198 This is the da) , the Lord ha'h made 200 To thee, before the dawning light - 202 Thou art my portion, (J my God - 203 Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord - 207 The least, the feeblest of the sheep - 216 Thou God of love, thou ever blest - 217 To Zion's hill I lift my eves - - 218 The Lord in Zion plac'd his throne 'Ji9 Thou, Lord, by. strictest, Src. - - • 239 To God I made my sorrows known 243 U Upward I l:ft mine eyes - - - -219 Up from my yuuih may Israel say - 225 V Vast are thy works, Almighty Lord 179 Vain man, on foolish pleasures beut 185 W Why did the heathen madly rage • 14 With mv whole heart, I '11, &c. - 22 When the Great Judge, &c. - - - 23 Why doth the Lord sand off so far - 24 Why do the men of malice rage • 24 Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place 29 When God is nighi my faith is strong 3 1 We love thee, I,ord, and we adore • 36 Writhing in pa in, our Saviour pray 'd 47 Where shall the man be found - • 51 While I keep ?.ilence and conceal - 61 When man grows bold in sin - - 67 Why should I vex my soul and fret 09 Why do the wealthy wicked boast - 70 Why doth the man of riches grow - 88 Why should the haughty tyrant boast 96 When o'erwheim'd with grief - - 108 We bless the Lord, the just,thegood 1 16 Will God for ever cast us off - - -I?" When Israel sinn'd, the Lord, &c. - 134 While life prolongs its precious light 146 Wi'h rev'rence let thy saints appear 150 Who will arise and plead my right 160 When Pharaoh dar'd to vex, &c. - 181 When God, provok"d with. &c. - - 187 When Israel freed from, &c. • - -195 What shall I render to my God - - 197 With my whole heart I >ve, &c. - - 210 When pain and anguish seize, &c. - 213 When God restor'd our captive state 222 When God reveal'd his gracious name 223 Where shall we go to seek and find 227 With all my pow'rs of heart, &c. - 238 When I with pleasing wonder stand 24G With sonss and honours, &c. - 253 Y Ye sons of pride that hate the just - 89 Yet (saith the Lord) if David's race 152 Ye sons of men, a feeble race - - 157 Ye servants of th' Almighty Kin? - 194 Ye that obey th' immortal King - - 230 Ye tribes of Adam, join - • - 2&4 PSALMS, PSALM 1. S. M. The way and end of the righteous and the wicked 1 rilHE man is ever blest -*- Who shuns the sinners' vs ays, Amidst their councils never stands Nor takes the scorner's place. 2 But makes the law of God His study and delight, Throughout the labours of the day, And watches of the night. 3 He like a tree shall thrive, With waters near the root : Fiesh as the leaf his name shall live ; His works are heavenly fruit. 4 Not so the ungodly race, They no such blessings find ; Their hopes shall flee like empty chaif Before the driving wind. 5 How will they bear to stand Before that judgment-seat Where all the saints at Christ's right hand In full assembly meet ? 6 He knows, and he approves The way the righteous go : But sinners and their works shall meet A dreadful overthrow. (13; 14 PSALM IT. PSALM 2 First Part. L. M. God the Father vindicates his Messiah. 1 I,yHY did the heathen madly rage, * • And why the Jews conspire in vain ? Why kings and rulers all engage, T' oppose Messiah's gracious reign ? 2 "Come, let us break his bands," they say, " We'll ne'er be govern'd by his laws :" And thus they cast his yoke away, And nail'd Messiah to the cross. 3 But God the Father, from his throne, Laughs at their pride, their rage controls; He'll vex their hearts with pains unknown, And speak in thunder to their souls. 4 "I'll vindicate the King I made, " On Zion's everlasting hill : " My hand shall bring him from the dead, "And lie shall reign Messiah still." PSALM 2. Second Part. L. M. The Son invested with the mediatorial Kingdom 1 FglH' eternal Son, with power array'd, -■- Declares th' unchangeable decree ; "Thou art my Son," the Father said " This day have I begotten thee. ii " For sin thou'st offer'd up thy soul, " And thou'st a right to intercede ; " Thy life shall last while ages roll, " And thou shalt see a num'rous seed. 3 "Ask then, my Son, and I will give " The heathen for thy vast domain ; ' The utmost ends of earth receive, "And boundless be thy blessed reign. 4 " But nations, that resist thy grace, " Shall fall beneath thine iron stroke ; FSALM II, III. 15 ** Thy rod shall crush thy foes with ease, 44 As potters' earthen work is broke." PSALM 2. Third Part. L. M. God the Holy Ghost exhorts rulers to submission 1 44 TVTOW," saith the Spirit of the Lord, •*- * To those who sit on earthly thrones ; 44 Rejoice with trembling at his word, 44 And at his feet submit your crowns. 2 u With faith and love address the Son, 44 Lest he grow angry, and ye die ; 44 His wrath will burn to worlds unknown, 44 If ye provoke his jealousy. 3 M His frown shall drive you quick to hell, 4 For he is God, and ye hut dust. 44 Happy the souls that know him well, "And make his grace their only trust!" PSALM 3. First Part. L. M. A Morning Psalm. 1 f\ LORD, how many are my foes, ^-^ In this weak state of flesh and blood My peace they daily discompose, But my defence and hope is God. 2 Tir'd with the burdens of the day, To thee I rais'd an evening cry ; Thou heard'st when I began to pray, And thine almighty help was nigh. 3 Supported by thy heavenly aid, I laid me down and slept secure ; Not death should make my heart afraid Tho' I should wake and rise no more. 4 But God sustained me all the night : (Salvation doth to God belong :) 16 PSALM III. He rais'd my head to see the light, And makes his praise my morning song. PSALM 3. Second Part. C. M. Doubts and Fears suppressed. 1 "IV'f Y God, the tempter would persuade _LYA There's no relief in heaven ; And all my swelling sins appear Too big to be forgiven. 2 But thou, my righteousness and strength,, Shalt on the tempter tread; Shalt silence all my threat'ning guilt, And raise my drooping head. 3 I cried, and from his holy hill He bow'd a list'ning ear; I call'd, My Father, and my God ! And he subdu'd my fear. 4 He shed soft slumbers on mine eyes, In spite of all my foes; I 'woke, and wonder'd at the grace That guarded my repose. 5 What, tho' the hosts of death and hell All arm'd against me stood ? Terrors no more shall shake my soul My refuge is my God. 6 Arise, O Lord, fulfil thy grace, While I thy glory sing : For Christ hath broke the serpent's teetn. And death has lost his sting. 7 Salvation to the Lord belongs, His arm alone can save ; Blessings attend thy people hen;, And reach beyond the grave. PSALM IV. 17 PSALM 4. First Part. L. M. Uod the Saviour our confidence and portion. 1 4 \ GOD of grace and righteousness, ^-^ Hear and attend when I complain; Thou hast enlarg'd me in distress, Bow down a gracious ear again. 2 Ye sons of men, in vain ye try To turn my glory into shame : How long will scoffers love to lie, And dare reproach my Saviour's name ? 3 Koovr that the Lord divides his saints From all the tribes of men beside : He hears the cry of penitents, For the dear sake of Christ that died. 4 When our obedient hands have done A thousand works of righteousness, We put our trust in Christ alone, And glory in his pard'ning grace. 5 Let the unthinking many say, " Who will bestow some earthly good ?" But, Lord, thy light and love we pray : Our souls desire this heavenly food. 6 Then shall my cheerful pow'rs rejoice At grace and favours so divine, Nor will I change my happy choice Por all their corn, and all their wine. PSALM 4. Second Part. C. M. An Evening Psalm. 1 T ORU, thou wilt hear me when I pray : -■-^ I am for ever thine : T fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. 2 And while I rest my weary head, From cares and bus'ness free, 18 PSALM V. 'Tis sweet conversing- on my bed With my own heart and thee. 3 I pay this evening- sacrifice ; And when my work is done, Great God ! my faith and hope relies Upon thy grace alone. 4 Thus with my thoughts compos'd to peace, I'll give mine eyes to sleep : Thy hand in safety keeps my days, And will my slumbers keep. PSALM 5. C. M. For the Lord's Day Morning. 1 X ORD, in the morning thou shalt hear -*-* My voice ascending high ; To thee will I direct my prayer, To thee lift up mine eye ; 2 Up to the hills where Christ is gone, To plead for all his saints, Presenting at his Father's throne Our songs and v lr complaints. 3 Thou art a God betore whose sight The wicked shall not stand ; Sinners shall ne'er be thy delight, Nor dwell at thy right hand. 4 But to thy house will I resort, To taste thy mercies there : I will frequent thy holy court, And worship in thy fear. 5 Oh may thy spirit guide my feet In ways of righteousness ! Make every path of duty straight, And plain before my face. 6 My watchful enemies combine To tempt my feet astray ; PSALM VT. 19 They flatter with a h^se design To make my soul their prey. 1 Lord, crush the serpent in the dust, And all his. plots destroy ; While those, that in thy mercy trust, Tor ever shout for joy. 8 The men, that love and fear thy name, Shall see their hopes fulfill'd ; The mighty God will compass them With favour as a shield. PSALM 6. C. M. Complaint in Sickness. 1 TN anger, Lord, rebuke sue not, -■- Withdraw the dreadful storm' Nor let thy fury grow sd hot Against a feeble worm. ') My soul's bow'd down with heavy cares, My flesh with paiu opprcst ; My couch is witness to my tears, My tears forbid my rest. 3 Sorrow and pain wear out my days ; I waste the night with cries, Counting the minutes as they pass, Till the slow morning rise. 4 Shall I be still afflicted more ? Mine eyes consum'd with grief? How long, my God, how long before Thy hand afford relief? 5 He hears when dust and ashes speak, He pities all our groans ; He saves us for our Saviour's sake, And heals our broken bones. 8 The virtue of his sovereign word Restores our fainting breath 20 PSALM VII. For silent graves praise not the Lord ; Our lips are seal'd in death. PSALM 7. C. M. The Christian's integrity — an appeal to God, Y trust is in my heavenly Friend, M My hope in thee, my God ; Rise, and my helpless lite defend From those that seek my blood. 2 With insolence and fury they My soul in pieces tear; As hungry lions rend the prey, When no deliv'rer's near. 3 If I indulge in thoughts unjust, And wish and seek their woe, Then let them tread my life to dust, And lay mine honour low. 4 If there were malice hid in me, I know thy piercing eyes ; I should not dare appeal to thee, Nor ask my God to rise. 5 Arise, my God, lift up thy hand, Their pride and power control : Awake to judgment, and command Deliv'rance for my soul. 6 Let sinners and their wicked rage Be humbled to the dust ; Shall not the God of truth engage, To vindicate the just? 7 He knows the heart, he tries the reins, He will defend th' upright ; Kis sharpest arrows he ordains Against the sons of spite. 8 For me their malice dug a pit, But there themselves are cast : PSALxM VI II. 2 J My God makes all their mischief light On their own heads at least. 9 That cruel persecuting race Must feel his dreadful sword ; Awake, my soul, and praise the prace And justice of the Lord. PSALM 8. First Part. S M. Condescension of God. 1 g\ LORD, our heavenly King, ^-^ Thy name is all divine ; Thy glories round the earth are spread, And o'er the heavens they shine. 2 When to thy works on high I r?;se my wond'ring eyes, And see the moon, complete in light, Adorn the darksome skies : 3 When I survey the stars And all their shining forms, Lord, what is man ? that worthless thing, Akin to dust and worms ? 4 Lord, what is worthless man, That thou shouldst love him so ? Next to thine angels is he plac'd, And lord of all below. 5 How rich thy bounties are ! How wond'rous are thy ways ! Of dust and worms, thy power can frame A monument of praise. PSALM §. Second Part. L. M. First and second Adam. I T ORD, what was man, when made at first, -*-^ Adam, the offspring of the dust, That thou should'st set him and his race, But just below an angel's place 1 22 PSALM VIII, IX. 2 That thou should'st raise his nature so, And make him lord of all below ; Make every beast and bird submit, And lay the fishes at his feet ? 3 Bat O, what brighter glories wait To crown the second Adam's state ! What honours shall thy Son adorn, Who condescended to be born ! 4 See him below his angels made, See him in dust among the dead, To save a ruin'd world from sin : Yet he shall reign with power divine. 5 The world to come, redeem'd from all The mis'ries that attend the fall, New made and glorious, shall submit At our exalted Saviour's (let. PSALM §. Third Part. L. M. The Hosannah of the Children 1 4 LMIGHTY Ruler of the skies, ^*- Thro' the wide earth thy name is spread And thine eternal glories rise, O'er all the heav'ns thy hands have made. 2 To tnee the voices of the young A monument of honour raise ; And babes with uninstructed tongue Declare the wonders of thy praise. 3 Thy pow'r assists their tender age To bring proud rebels to the ground ; To still the bold blasphemer's rage, And all their policy confound. PSALM 9. First Part. C. M. The righteous God the refuge of his people. 1 \\T ITH my whole heart I'll raise my song » ■ Thy wonders I'll proclaim ; PSALM IX. £1 Thou, the great Judge of right and wrong, Wilt put my foes to shame. 2 I'll sing thy majesty and grace ; My God prepares his throne To judge the world in righteousness, And make his vengeance known. 3 Then shall the Lord a refuge prove For all the poor opprest ; To save the people of his love, And give the weary rest. 4 The men, that know thy name, will trust In thine abundant grace : And thou wilt ne'er forsake the just, Who humbly seek thy face. 5 Sing praises to the righteous Lord, Who dwells on Zion's hill ; Who executes his threatening word, And doth his grace fulfil. PSALM 9. Second Part. C. M. Tlie wisdom and equity of Providence. 1 "VITHEN the great Judge, pupreme and juis, * T Shall once enquire lor blood, The humble souls, that mourn in dust, Shall find a faithful God. 2 He from the dreadful gates of death Doth his own children raise : In Zion's gates with cheerful breath, They sing their Father's praise. 3 His foes snail fall with heedless feet Into the pit they made ; And sinners perish in the net Which their own hands have spread. 4 Thus, by thy judgments, mighty God, Are thy deep zounsuls known ; ' Their tongues are us'd to speak deceit, Their slanders never cease ; How swift to mischief are their feet ! Nor know the paths of peace. 6 Such seeds of sin (that bitter root) In ev'ry heart are found : PSALM XIV, XV. 29 Nor can they bear diviner fruit, Till grace refine the ground. PSALM 14. Second Part. C. M. The folly of Infidels. 1 4 RE sinners now so senseless grown, -£*■ That they the saints devour ? And never worship at thy throne, Nor fear thine awful pow'r ? 2 Great God, appear to their surprise, Reveal thy dreadful name ; Let them no more thy wrath despise, Nor turn our hope to shame. 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just ? And yet our foes deride, That we should make thy name our trust Great God, confound their pride. 4 Oh that the joyful day were come To finish our distress ! When God shall bring his children home, Our songs shall never cease. PSALM 15. L. M. The Character of a Saint ; or the qualificdtiono of a Christian. i ~\feTllO shall ascend thy heav'nly place, » * Great God, and dwell before thy face ? The man that minds religion now, Ai.d lives and walks by faith below : 2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean; Whose lips still speak the things they mean; No slanders dwell upon his tongue ; He hates to do his neighbour wrong. 3 Scarce will he trust an ill report, Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt ; 30 PSALM XVI. Sinners of state he can despise ; But saints are honour'd in his eyes. 4 Firm to his word he ever stood, And always makes his promise good • Nor dares to change the thing he swears, Whatever pain or loss he bears. 5 He never deals in bribing gold, And mourns that justice should be sold: While others scorn and wrong the poor, Sweet charity attends his door. 6 He loves his enemies, and prays For those that curse him to his face ; And doth to all men still the same, That he would hope or wish from them. 7 Yet, when his holiest works are done, His soul depends on grace alone : This is the man thy face shall see, And dwell for ever, Lord, with thee. PSALM 16. First Part. L. M. The humble Christian rejoicing in the communion of Saints. 1 pRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need, -■L For succour to thy throne I flee ; Put have no merits there to plead : My goodness cannot reach to thee. 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd, How empty and how poor I am : My praise can never make thee blest, Nor add new glories to thy name. 3 Yet, Lord, th}' saints on earth may reap Some -profit by the good we do : These are the company I keep, These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth, To give a relish to their wine ; PSALM XVI. 31 I love the men of heav'nly birth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. PSALM 16. Second Part. L. M- The preciousness of Christ. \ TIOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise, X-i. Who haste to seek some idol-god ! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. 3 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon ; He, for my life, hath otfer'd up Jesus, his best beloved Son. 3 His love is my perpetual feast ; By day his counsels guide me ngnt : And be his name for ever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 4 I set him still before mine eyes ; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard. PSALM 16. Third Part. L. M.- Hope in the Resurrection. 1 "VST HEX God is nigh, my faith is strong ; » * His arm is my almighty prop : Be glad, my heart ! rejoice, my tongue ! My dying flesh shall rest in hope. 2 Tho' in the dust I lay my head, Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave My soul for ever with the dead ; For Christ hath triumph'd o'er the grave. 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey, Shake off* the dust, and rise on high : Then shall thou lead the wondrous way, Up to thy throne above the sky. 32 PSALM XVI, XVII. 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow; And full discov'ries of thy grace CWhich we but tasted here below) Spread heav'nly joys thro' all the place. PSALM 16. Fourth Part. C. M Divine goodness and counsel. 1 CAVE me, O Lord, from ev'ry foe; ^ In thee my trust I place : Tho' all the good, that I can do, Can ne'er deserve thy grace. 2 Yet, here, thy children to sustain Shall be my lov'd employ ; Thy children, first and best of men My friends, my highest joy. 3 Let heathens to their idols haste, And worship wood, or stone ; But my delightful lot is cast Where the true God is known. 4 The Lord provides my constant food, He fills my daily cup; Much am I pleas'd with present good, But more rejoice in hope. 5 God is my portion and my joy, His counsels are my light: He gives me sweet advice by day, And gentle hints by night. u M\ soul would all her thoughts approve To his all-seeing eye : Not death nor hell my hope shall move, While such a friend is nigh. PSALM 17. First Part. S. M The Portion of Saints and Sinners ; A RISE, my gracious God, •**- And make the wicked flee : PSALM XVII. They are but thy chastising rod To drive thy saints to thee. 2 Behold the sinner dies, His haughty words are vain : Here in this life his pleasure lies, And all beyond is pain. 3 Then let his pride advance, And boast of all his store : The Lord is my inheritance, My soul can wish no more. 4 I shall behold the face Of my forgiving God ; And stand complete in righteousness, Wash'd in my Saviour's blood. 5 There's a new heav'n begun When I awake from death, Drest in the likeness of thy Son, And draw immortal breath. PSALM 17. Second Part. L. M. Rejoicing in the prospect of Heaven 1 T ORD, I am thine ; but thou wilt prove -*-^ My faith, my patience, and my love: When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below ; 'Tis all the happiness they know ; 'Tis all they seek ; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value I resign ; Lcrd, 'tis enough that thou art mine ; 1 shail behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness, 4 This life's a dream, an empty show ; But the bright world, to which I go, 34 PSALM XVIII. Hath joys substantial and sincere , When shall I wake and find me there I 5 0 glorious hour ! O blest abode ! I shall be near and like my God ; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ; Then burst the chains with sweet surDrise And in my Saviour's image rise. PSALM 1§. First Part. L. M. Deliverance from, despair. I fllHEE will I love, O Lord, my strength, * My rock, my tower, my high defence: Thy mighty arm shall be my trust : For I have found salvation thence. i Death, and the terrors of the grave, Spread over me their dismal shade; While floods of high temptations rose, And made my sinking soul afraid. 3 I saw the opening gates of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there, Which none but they that feel, can tell * While I was hurried to despair. 4 In my distress I call'd my God, When I could scarce believe him mine • He bow'd his ear to my complaints ; Then did his grace appear divine. 5 With speed he flew to my relief, As on a cherub's wings he rode : Awful and bright as lightning shone The face of my deliv'rer, God. 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke, Dispell'd by his almighty breath : PSALxM XVIII. Zi He sent salvation from on high, And drew me from the depths of death. 7 Great were my fears, my foes were great, Much was their strength, and more their rage But Christ, my Lord, is eonqu'ror still, In all the wars that devils wage. 8 My song for ever shall record That terrible, that joyful hour ; And give the glory to the Lord, Due to his mercy and his pow'r. PSALM 18. Second Part. L. M. Christian Sincerity. 1 T ORD, thou hast form'd my soul sincere, £-4 Hast made thy truth and love appear Before mine eyes I set thy laws, And thou hast own'd my righteous cause. 2 Since I have learn'd thy holy ways, I've walk'd upright before thy face : And if my feet from thee depart, It grieves my soul, it wounds my heart. 3 What sore temptations broke my rest! What wars and strugglings in my breast , But, thro' thy grace that reigns within, I guard against my darling sin. 4 The sin that close besets me still, That works and strives against my will When shall thy Spirit's sov'reign pow'r Destroy it, that it rise no more ? 5 With an impartial hand, the Lord Deals out to mortals their reward : The kind and faithful soul shall find A God all faithful and most kind. 6 The just and pure shall ever say, Thou art more pure, more just than they 36 PSALM XVIII. And men that love revenge shall know, God hath an arm of vengeance too. PSALM 18. Third Part. L. M. Rejoicing in God our Saviour. 1 TUST are thy ways, and true thy word, ** Great Rock of my secure abode : Who is a God beside the Lord ? Or where's a refuge like our God ? , 2 'Tis he that girds me with his might, Gives me his holy sword to wield ; And while with sin and hell I fight, Spreads his salvation for my shield. 3 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock !) The God of my salvation lives ; The dark designs of hell he broke : Sweet is the peace my Saviour gives. 4 Before the scoffers of the age I will exalt my Saviour's name : Nor tremble at their mighty rage ; But meet reproach and bear the shame. PSALM 18. Fourth Part. C. M. Victory over national enemies. 1 ~WTFj love thee, Lord, and we adore; * * Now is thine arm reveaPd : Thou art our strength, our heav'nly tow'r, Our bulwark and our shield. 2 We flj to our eternal rock, And find a sure defence : His holy name our lips invoke, And draw salvation thence. 5 When God our leader shines in arms, What mortal heart can bear The thunder of his loud alarms ? The lightning of his spear ? PSALM XVIII. 37 i He rides upon the winged wind ; And angels in array, In millions, wait to know his mind, And swift as flames obey. 5 Ho speaks, and at his fierce rebuke Whole armies are dismay'd ; His voice, his frown, his angry look Strikes all their courage dead. 6 He forms our gen'rals for the field, With all their dreadful skill ; Gives them his awful sword to wield, And makes their hearts of steel. I He arms our captains for the fight, (Tho' there his name's forgot,) He girded Cyrus with his might, When Cyrus knew him not. 8 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest For his own children's sake : The pow'rs that give his people rest, Shall of his care partake. PSALM 18. Fifth Part C. M. The same. 1 nnO thine almighty arm we owe -*- The triumphs of the day ; Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe, And melt his strength away. 2 **""..- by thine aid our troops prevail, And break united pow'rs: Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale The proudest of their tow'rs 3 How have we chased them thro' the field, "And trod them to the ground ; While thy salvation was our shield, And they no shelter found ! 38 PSALM XVIII. 4 In vain to idle saints they cry, Aud perish in their blood : Where is a rock so great, so high, So pow'rful as our Gud ? 5 The Rock of Israel ever lives, His name be ever blest ; 'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives, He gives his people rest. PSALM 1§. Sixth Part. P. M. Thanksgiving applied to the American Revolution. 1 rF!0 bless the Lord, our God, in strains divine, J- With thankful hearts, and raptured voice* join: To us what wonders his right hand Iiath shown ! Mercies, his chosen tribes have scarcely known ! Like David blest, begin the enraptur'd song ; Let praise and joy awaken cv'ry tongue. 2 When, fir'd to rage, against our nation rose Chiefs of proud name, and bands of haughty foi!'* He trained our hosts to fight, with arms arrayV With health invigor'd, and with bounty fed ; Gave us his chosen chief our sons to guide ; Heard ev'ry pray'r, and every want supplied. 3 He gave their armies captive to our hands, Or sent them frustrate to their native lands ; Burst the dark snare, disclos'd the miry pit, And led to broad, safe grounds, oar sliding feet Bounteous for us, extended regions won, The fairest empire spread beneath the sun. 4 When, dark and threat'ning, civil broils arose, Each hope grew dim, and friends were chang'd K foes; PSALM XIX. 39 God was our stay, our help, our hcav'nly shield : His grace preserv'd us, and his arm upheld ; Sav'd us from tumults dire, and deep distress ; Enlarg'd our blessings, and confirm'd our peace 5 No more against our land shall strangers rise, But fade, and fade, beneath avenging skies : Pleas'd, the fierce heathen yield to happier sway ; The groping savage hail the gospel day ; Low sink the proud, the sons of blood be slain, Nor injur'd Zion lift her cries in vain. 6 But, O thou Pow'r belov'd ! our shores around Be ev'ry virtue, ev'ry blessing found. Here bid thy seasons crown the fruitful plain ; Jlere bid fair peace extend her blissful reign: J jet laws, let justice hold perpetual sway, The soul unfetter'd, and the conscience free. 1 With clearest splendour, here, let knowledge shine Here ev'ry glory beam from truth divine ; To Jesus' call, the soul obsequious bend ; Grace from thy Spirit in rich show'rs descend ; Nations each day ascend the bright abode, /nd boundless praise unceasing rise to God. PSALM 19. First Part. S. M. The book of Nature and Scripture- 1 TJEHOLD! the lofty sky •*-* Declares its maker God, And all his starry works on high Proclaim his pow'r abroad. 2 The darkness and the light Still keep their course the same. 40 PSALM XIX. While night to day, and day to nighf Divinely teach his name. 3 In ev'ry different land Their gen'ral voice is known : They show the wonders of his hand. And orders of his throne. 4 Ye Western lands rejoice, Here he reveals his word : We are not left to nature's voice To bid us know the Lord. 5 His statutes and commands Are set before our eyes ; He puts his gospel in our hands, Where our salvation lies. 6 His laws are just and pure, His truth without deceit ; His promises for ever sure, And his rewards are great. 7 Not honey to the taste Affords so much delight; Nor gold that has the furnace pass d So much allures the sight. 8 While of thy works I sing, Thy glory to proclaim ; Accept the praise, my God, my King, In my Redeemer's name. PSALM 19. Second Part. S. M The Word of God most excellent, 1 TJEHOLD! the morning sun -*-* Begins his glorious way : His beams thro' all the nations run, And life and light convey. PSALM XIX. 41 2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light ; tt calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight 3 How perfect is thy word ! And all thy judgments just ; For ever sure thy promise, Lord ; And men securely trust. 4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy direction giv'n ! Oh may I never read in vain, But find the path to heav'n ! 5 I hear thy word with love, And I would fain obey : Send thy good Spirit from above, To guide me, lest I stray. 6 O, who can ever find The errors of his ways ! Yet with a bold presumptuous mind, I would not dare transgress. 7 Warn me of ev'ry sin ; Forgive nay secret faults ; And cleanse this guilty soul of mine, Whose crimes exceed my thoughts. 8 While with my heart and tongue I spread thy praise abroad ; Accept the worship and the song, My Saviour and my God. PSALM 19. Third Part. L. M. The honk of nature and scripture compared, \ rgniJE hrav'ns declare thy glory, Lord, ■*■ In ev'ry star thy wisdom shines ; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thv name in fairer lines. 42 PSALM XIX. 2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days, thy pow'r confess ; But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. ' Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand ; So when thy truth begun its race, It touch'd and glanc'd on ev'ry land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till thro' the world thy truth has run : Till Christ has all the nations blest, That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise ; Bless the dark world with heav'nly light ; Thy gospel makes the simple wise ; Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, In souls renew'd, and sins forgiv'n : Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heav'n. PSALM 19. Fourth Part. P. M The Gospel. 1 T LOVE the volume of thy word : -»- What light and joy its leaves afford To souls benighted and distrest ! Thy precepts guide my doubtful way ; Thy fear forbids my feet to stray ; Thy promise leads my heart to rest. 2 From the discov'ries of thy law The perfect rules of life I draw ; These are my study and delight : Not honey so invites the taste, Nor gold, that hath the furnace past, Appears so pleasing to the sight. PSALM XX. ? Tiiv threat'nings wake my slumb'ring eyes And warn me where my danger lies ; But 'tis thy blessed gospel, Lord, That makes my guilty conscience clean Converts my soul, subdues my sin, And gives a tree, but large reward. 4 Who knows the errors of his thoughts ? My God, forgive my secret faults, And from presumptuous sins restrain : Accept my poor attempts of praise, That 1 have read thy book of grace And book of nature not in vain. PSALM 20. L. M. Prayer in time of war. 1 TVTOW may the God of pow'r and grace *■ * Attend his people's humble cry ! Jehovah hears when Israel prays, And brings deliv'rance from on high. '2 The name of Jacob's God defends, Better than shields or brazen walls : He from his sanctuary sends Succour and strength when Zion calls. 3 Well he remembers all our sighs ; His love exceeds our best deserts ; His love accepts the sacrifice Of humble groans, and broken hearts. 4 In his salvation is our hope ; And in the name of Israel's God, Our troops shall lift their banners up ; Our navies spread their flags abroad. 5 Some trust in horses train'd for war, And some of chariots make their boasts Our surest expectations are From thee, the Lord of heav'nly hosts. 44 PSALM XXI. 6 Oh may the mem'ry of thy name Inspire our armies for the fight ! Our foes shall fall and die with shame. Or quit the field with shameful flight. 7 Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear ; Now let our hope be firm and strong ; Till thy salvation shall appear, And joy and triumph raise the song PSALM 21. First Part C. M Pious rulers are the care of heaven 1 ^feUR rulers, Lord, with songs of praise ^ Should in thy strength rejoice ; And blest with thy salvation, raise To heaven their cheerful voice. 2 Thy sure defence thro' nations round Has spread their honours far ; And their successful measures crown'd, Alike in peace and war. 3 Then let them still on God rely For wisdom, and for grace ; His mercy shall their wants supply, And save our happy race. PSALM 21. Second Part. C. M Praise for peace and national bles*ing 1 TN thee, great God, with songs cf praise -1 Our favour'd realms rejoice ; And, blest with thy salvation, raise To heav'n their cheerful voice. 2 Thy sure defence, from foes around, Hntli spread our rising name ; And all our feeble efforts crown'd With freedom and with fame. 3 In deep distress our injur'd land Implor'd tny pow'r to save : PSALM XXI. 45 For peace we pray'd ; thy bounteous hand The timely blessing gave. 4 Thy mighty arm, eternal Pow'r, Oppos'd their deadly aim ; In mercy swept them from our shore And spread their sails with shame. 5 On thee, in want, in woe, or pain, Our hearts alone rely : Our rights thy mercy will maintain, And all our wants supply. 6 Thus, Lord, thy wond'rous pow'r declare; And still exalt thy fame; While we glad songs of praise prepare To thine Almighty name. PSALM 21. Third Part L. M. Christ's Exaltation. 1 B^l AVID rejoic'd in God, his strength, -**-^ Rais'd to the throne by special grace But Christ, the Son, appears at length, Fulfils the triumph and the praise. 2 How great is the Messiah's joy In the salvation of thy hand ! Lord, thou hast rais'd his kingdom high, And giv'n the world to hi3 command. 3 Whate'er he wills thy goodness gives, Nor doth the least request withhold : Blessings attend him while he lives, And crowns of glory, not of gold. 4 Around his sacred temples shine, Th' Eternal's uncreated rays : All pow'r is his, and grace divine. And length of everlasting days. But as a fiery oven glows With raging heat, and burning coals ; 46 PSALM XXII. Thy vengeance sh; ill consume his foes ; Thy wrath devour their guilty souls. PSALM -22. First Part. C. JVJ Christ forsaken on the Cross. 1 ~|V/f"Y God, my God, why hast thou left -LT.I. My soui without relief! Of thy blest smiles to be bereft, Exceeds all other grief. 2 But thou art holy, O my God, And wilt not spare thy Son ; As Saviour, he must bear the load, And taste the curse alone. 3 Our fathers trusted in thy name, And great dtfiiv'rance found ; But I'm a worm despis'd of men, And trodden to the ground. 4 Shaking the head, they pass me by, And laugh my soul to scorn ; •' In vain he trusts in God," they cry, " Neglected and forlorn." 5 Yet, thou, O God ! hast form'd my flesh By thy almighty word, And since I hung upon the breast, My hope is in the Lord. 6 My God, if possible it be, Withhold this bitter cup ! But I resign my will to thee, And drink the sorrows up. 7 My heart dissolves with pangs unknown In groans I waste my breath : Thy heavy hand hath brought me down, Low as the dust of death. 8 Father, I give my spirit up, And trusl it in thine hand : PSALM XXII. 47 My dying flesh shall rest in hope, And rise at thy command. PSALM 22. Second Part. C. M Blessings from Christ cruci/ied. 1 T^TRITHING in pain, our Saviour pray d * » With mighty cries and tears : In that dread hour, his Father heard, And chas'd away his fears. 2 Great was the vict'ry of his death; His throne exalted high : And all the kindreds of the earth Shall worship, or shall die. 3 A num'rous race shall mount the skies On his expiring groans : They shall be reckon'd in his eyes For daughters and for sons. 4 The meek and humble souls shall see His table richly spread : And all that seek the Lord shall be With joys immortal fed 5 The isles shall know the righteousness Of our incarnate God, And nations yet unborn profess Salvation in his blood. PSALM 22. Third Part. L. M. The sufferings and exaltation of Christ, 1 TVTOW let our mournful songs record -L ^ The dying sorrows of our Lord ; When he complain'd in tears and blood, As one forsaken of his God. 2 The Jews beheld him thus forlorn, And shook their heads and laugh'd in scorn t " He rescu'd others from the grave ; ** Now let him try himself to save,'* 48 PSALM XX III. 3 They wound Ins head, his hands, his feet, Till streams of blood each other meet , By lot his garments they divide, And mock the pangs in which he died. 4 But God, his Father, heard his cry ; Rais'd from the dead, he reigns on high • The nations learn his righteousness, And humble sinners taste his grace. PSALM 23. First Part. L. M Jesus a Shepherd. 1 TESUS, my Lord, doth condescend, ** To be my shepherd and my friend* I on his faithfulness rely, His cares shall all my wants supply. 2 In pastures green he doth me lead, And there in safety makes me feed : Refreshing streams are ever nigh, My thirsty soul to satisfy. 3 When stray'd, or languid, I complain, His grace revives my soul again ; For his name's sake, in ways upright, He makes me walk with great delight. 4 Yea, when death's gloomy vale I tread., With joy, ev'n there, I'll lift my head ; From fear and dread he'll keep me free : His rod and staff shall comfort me. 5 A table stor'd with living bread, In spite of foes, Lord, thou hast spread ; Thou dost my head with oil anoint, And a full cup for me appoint. 6 Goodness and mercy shall to me, Thro' all my life extended be ; And when my pilgrimage is o'er, I'll dwell with thee for evermore. PSALM XXIII, XXIV. 49 PSALM 23. Second Part. S. M. The same. 1 TESUS my Shepherd lives, ' ** Jehovah is his name : 8ince he is mine, and I am his, I shall not suffer shame. 2 He leads me to the place Where heav'nly pasture grows ; Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 3 If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim ; And guides me in his own right way, For his most holy name. ^ 4 While he affords his aid, I cannot want or fear : Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade. My shepherd's with me there. 5 In spite of all my foes, Thou dost my table spread ; My cup with blessings overflows, And joy exalts my head. 6 The bounties of thy love Shall crown my following days ; Nor from thy house will I remove, Nor cease to speak thy praise. PSALM 24. L. M. The Christian"1 s rest. — The ascension of Christ. 1 nptllS spacious earth is all the Lord's, -*- And men and worms, and beasts and birds s He rais'd the building on the seas, And gave it for their dwelling place. 3 50 PSALM XXV. 2 But there's a brighter world on high, Thy palace, Lord, above the sky : Who shall ascend that blest abode, And dwell so near his Maker, God ? 3 He that abhors and fears to sin, Whose heart is pure, whose hands are clean | Him shall the Lord, the Saviour bless, And clothe his soul with righteousness. 4 These are the men, the pious race, That seek the God of Jacob's face : These shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. 5 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high, Behold the King of glory nigli ! Who can this King of glory be ? The mighty Lord, the Saviour's he. 6 Ye heav'nly gates, your leaves display, To make the Lord, the Saviour, way • Laden with spoils from earth and hell, The Conq'ror conies with God to dwell. 7 Rais'd from the dead he goes before, He opens heav'n's eternal door, To give his saints a blest abode Near their Redeemer, and their God. PSALM 25. First Pari. S. M Waiting for pardon and direction 1 T LIFT my soul to God, -"- My trust is in his name ; Let not my foes that seek my blood, Still triumph in my shame. 2 Sin, and the pow'rs of hell Persuade me to despair ; Lord, make me know thy cov'nant well. That I may 'scape the snare. PSALM XXV. 51 3 From the first dawning light, Till the dark ev'ning rise, For thy salvation, Lord, I wait, With ever-longing eyes. 4 Remember all thy grace, And lead me in thy truth ; Forgive the sins of riper days, And follies of my youth. 5 The Lord is just and kind, The meek shall learn his ways ; And ev'ry humble sinner find The blessings of his grace. 6 For his own goodness' sake, He saves my soul from shame ; He pardons (though my guilt be great) Thro' my Redeemer's name. PSALM 25. Second Part. S. M. Covenant Blessings. I V17HERE shall the man be found » » That fears t' offend his God ■ That loves the gospel's joyful sound, And trembles at the rod ? 2 The Lord shall make him know The secrets of his heart; The wonders of his cov'nant show, And all his love impart. 3 The dealings of his hand Are truth and mercy still, With such as in his cov'nant stand, And love to do his will. 5 Their souls shall dwell at ease Before their Maker's face : Their seed shall taste the promises In their extensive grace. 52 PSALM XXV. PSALM 25. Third Part. S. M Distress of soul. 1 'JYI'INE eyes and my desire ■J-'JL Are ever to the Lord : I love to plead his promises, And rest upon his word. 2 Turn, turn thee to my soul; Bring thy salvation near : When will thy hand release my feet Out of the deadly snare ? 3 When shall the sov'reign grace Of my forgiving God, Restore me from those dang'rous waya, My wand'ring feet have trod ? 4 The tumult of my thoughts, Doth but enlarge my woe ; My spirit languishes ; my heart Is desolate and low. 5 With ev'ry morning light My grief anew begins ; Look on my anguish and my pain, And pardon all my sins. 6 Behold the hosts of hell, ^ How oruel is their hate ! Against my life they rise, and join Their fury with deceit. 7 O keep my soul from death, Nor put my hope to shame : tor I have plac'd my only trust In my Redeemer's name. 8 With humble faith I wait, To see thy face again : Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, He sought the Lord in vain. PSALM XXVI, XXVII. 53 PSALM 26. L. M. TJie Christian's integrity — An appeal to God, 1 ¥UDGE me, O Lord, and prove my ways, •* And try my reins, and try my heart; My faith upon thy promise stays, ]NTor from thy law my feet depart. 2 I hate to walk, I hate to sit With men of vanities and lies : The scoffer and the hypocrite Are the abhorrence of mine eyes. 3 Among thy saints will I appear, With hands well wash'd in innocence ; But when I stand before thy bar, The blood of Christ is my defence. 4 I love thy habitation, Lord, The temple where thine honours dwell; There shall I hear thy holy word, And there thy works of w7cnder tell. 5 Let not my soul be join'd at last With men of treachery and blood , Since I my days on earth have past Among the su.ii.ts, and near my God. PSALM 27. First Part. C. M Delight and safety in the Church, 1 PTUIE Lord uf glofy is my light, -*• And my salvation too : God is my strength ; nor will I fear What all my foes can do. 2 One privilege my heart desires; O grant me an abode, Within th' assemblies of thy saints, The temples of my God ! 3 There shall I offer my requests, And see thy beauty still; 54 PSALM XXVII. Shall hear thy messages of love, And there enquire thy will. 4 When troubles rise, and storms appear There may his children hide : God has a strong pavilion, where He makes my soul abide. 5 Now shall my head be lifted high Above my foes around ; And songs of joy and victory Within thy temple sound. PSALM 27. Second Part. C. M. Comfort in God. 1 ^OON as I heard my Father say, ^ " Ye children, seek my grace ;" My heart replied, without de?ay, " I'll seek my Father's face." 2 Let not thy face be hid from me, Nor frown my soul away : God of my life, I fly to thee In a distressing day. 3 Should friends and kindred, near and dear Leave me to want, or die; My God would make my life his care, And all my need supply. 4 My fainting flesh had died with grief; Had not my soul believ'd, Thy grace would soon provide relief; Nor was my hope deceiv'd. 5 Wait on the Lord, ye trembling saints, And keep your courage up: He'll raise your spirit when it faints, And far exceed your hope. PSALM XXVIII. 55 PSALM 28. L. M. Deliverance from enemies — Prayer answered. 1 f\ GOD of grace. n;y cry attend ! VJ Lest, like the sons of guilt become Beguil'd by Satan, I descend With hopeless wretches to the tomb. 2 To thee my humble sighs arise ; With lifted hands, on thee I call ; Lord, hear my fervent pray'rs and cries, Nor leave me in despair to fall. 3 Oh save my soul from shame and sin ; Nor let my heedless footsteps go, Where harden'd wretches swift decline Down the broad way to endless woe. 4 While peace their flatt'ring lips proclaim, And love profess, and hope impart ; They blast their neighbour's honest fame, And wing their arrows to his heart. 5 But, while they plant the secret snare, Thy searching eyes their path regard : Thy hands their dreadful doom prepare, And mete their guilt its just reward. 6 Because their hearts thy works despise, Thy works of wisdom, grace, and pow'r ■ Thy hand, regardless of their cries, Shall sink them, that they rise no more. 7 Blest be the Lord, who heard my pray'r ; The Lord, my shield, my help, my song ; Who sav'd my soul from sin and fear ; And tun'd with praise my thankful tongue 8 In the dark hour of deep distress, By foes beset, of death afraid ; My spirit trusted in his grace, And sought, and found his heav'nly aid. 56 PSALM XXIX. 9 O blest Redeemer, great and kind ! Thy shield, thy saving strength, shall be The shield, the strength, of ev'ry mind, That loves thy name, and trusts in thee. 10 Remember, Lord, thy chosen seed ; Israel defend from guilt and woe : Thy flock in richest pastures feed, And guard their steps from ev'ry foe. 11 Zion exalt, her cause maintain ; With peace and joy her courts surround In show'rs let endless blessings rain, And saints eternal praise resound. PSALM 29. L. M. Majesty and power of God. 1 f~^ IVE to the Lord, ye sons of fame, ^-* Give to the Lord renown and pow'r Ascribe due honours to his name, And his eternal might adore. 2 The Lord proclaims his pow'r aloud, Upon the ocean and the land : His voice divides the wat'ry cloud, And lightnings bLze at his command. 3 He speaks, and tempest, hail and wind, Lay the wide forest bare around : The fearful hart, and frighted hind, Leap at the terror of the sound. 4 To Lebanon he turns his voice, And lo, the stately cedars break ; The mountains tremble at the noise, The valleys roar, the deserts quake. 5 The Lord sits sov'reign on the fluoa ; The Thund'rer reigns for ever king; But makes his church his blest abode Where we his awful glories sing. PSALM XXX. 57 6 In gentler language there the Lord The counsels of his grace imparts : Amid the raging storm, his word Speaks peace and courage to our hearts. PSALM 30. L. M. Sickness healed. 1 T WILL extol thee, Lord, on high, -■- At thy command diseases fly : Who, but a God, can speak, and save From the dark borders of the grave ? 2 Sing to the Lord, ye saints of his, And tell how large his goooness is ; Let all your pow'rs rejoice and bless, While you record his holiness. 3 His anger but a moment stays ; His love is life and length of days : Tho' grief and tears the night employ, The morning-star restores the joy. 4 Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I presum'd 'twould ne'er be night : Fondly I said within my heart, " Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart." 5 But I forgot thine arm was strong, Which made my mountain stand so long • Soon as thy face began to hide, My health was gone, my comforts died. 6 1 cried aloud to thee, my God : " What can'st thou profit by my blood ? " Deep in the dust can I declare " Thy truth, or sing thy glories there ? 7 " Hear me, O God of grace," I said, " And bring me from among the dead :'* Thy word rebuk'd the pains I felt ; Thy pard'ning love remov'd my guilt. 3* 58 PSALM XXXI. 8 My groans, and tears, and foi ms of woe, Are turn'd to joy and praises now ; I throw my sackcloth on the ground, And ease and gladness gird me round. 9 My tongue, the glory of my frame, Shall ne'er be silent of thy name : Thy praise shall sound thro' earth and heav'n, For sickness heal'd and sins forgiv'n. PSALM 31. First Part. C. M. Deliverance from death. 1 TNTO thy hand, O God of truth, •*• My spirit I commit; Thou hast redeem'd my soul from death, And sav'd me from the pit. 2 The passions of my hope and fear Maintain'd a doubtiul strife ; While sorrow, pain, and sin conspir'd To take away my life. 3 " My times are in thy hand," I cried, " Tho' I draw near the dust ;" Thou art the refuge where I hide, The God in whom I trust. 4 O make thy reconciled face Upon thy servant shine, And save me for thy mercy's sake ! For I'm entirely thine. 5 'T was in my haste my spirit said, " I must despair and die ; " I am cut off before thine eyes ;** But thou hast heard my cry. 6 Thy goodness how divinely free ! How wond'rous is thy grace To those that fear thy majesty, And trust thy promises! ■ PSALM XXXI. 7 O love the Lord, all ye his saints, And sing his praises loud : He'll bend his ear to your complaints, And recompense the proud. PSALM 31. Second Fart, CM. Deliverance from slander and reproach. 1 JkM Y heart rejoices in thy name, •U-J- My Gcd, my help, my trust : Thou hast preserv'd my face from shame, Mine honour from the dust 2 " My life is spent with grief," I cried, " My years consum'd in groans ; ** My strength decays ; mine eyes are dried ; "And sorrow wastes my bones." & Among mine enemies my name Was a mere proverb grown ; While to my neighbours I became Forgotten and unknown. i Slander and fear on ev'ry side Seized and beset me round : I to the throne of grace applied. And speedy rescue found. 5 flow great deliverance thou hast wrought Before the sons of men ! The lying lips to silence brought, And made their boastings vain ! 6 Thy children, from the strife of tongues, Shall thy pavilion hide ; Guard them from infamy and wrong, And crush the sons of pride. T Within thv gecref presence, Lord, Let me for ever dwell : No fenoeo city wall'd and barr'd SecuiCo * saint so well. 60 PSALM XXXI, XXXII. PSALM 31. Third Fart. L. M. Special mercies acknowledged. 1 IHfOW many Ebcnezers stand, •*--■■ To mark the mercies of thy hand ! How many pray'rs have reach'd thy throne! How often has thy grace been shown . £ When sorrows rise and pains prevail, Or angry foes my peace assail ; When dangers thicken all around ; In thee alone my help is found. 3 Thro' all the road, each day, each hour, Fresh evils threaten to devour : Some new complaint, some painful case, Still drives me to the throne of grace. 4 My former friends their friend forget, And change theft love to cruel hate ; But truth and love with thee remain ; My Saviour always is the same. 5 Support me in this slvarp distress, While all forsake, and some oppress; And if my ways the Lord approve, Then turn their haired into love. PSALM 33. First Part. L. IW. The justified believer. 1 ~W\ LEST is the man, for ever blest, -■-* Whose guilt is pardon'd by his God Whose sins with sorrow are confess'd, And cover'd with his Saviour's blood. 2 Blest is the man to whom the Lord Imputes not his iniquities! He pleads no merit of reward, And, not on works, but grace, relies. 3 From guile his heart and lips are free ; His humble joy, his holy fear, PSALM XXXII, XXXIIL 61 With deep repentance well agree ; And join to prove his faith sincere. 4 How glorious is that righteousness, That hides and cancels all his sins ! While a bright evidence of grace, Thro' his whole life, appears and shines. PSALM 32. Second Part. L. M. Benefits following confession. I "V^HILE I keep silence, and conceal » • My heavy guilt within my heart, What torments doth my conscience feel ! What agonies of inward smart ? 9 I spread my sins before the Lord, And all my secret faults confess : Thy gospel speaks a pard'ning word, Thy holy Spirit seals the grace. 1 For this shall ev'ry humble soul Make swifl addresses to thy seat : When floods of huge temptations roll, There shall they find a blest retreat. 4 How safe beneath thy wings I lie, When days grow dark, and storms appear ; And when I walk, thy watch Ail eye Shall guide me safe from every snare. PSALM 33. First Part. C. M. Creation and providence. 1 T> EJOTCE, ye righteous, in the Lord ■- *• This work belongs to you : Sing of his name, his ways, his word, How holy, just and true! 2 His mercy and his righteousness Let heav'n and earth proclaim : 62 PSALM XXXIII. His works of nature and of grace Reveal his wond'rous name. 3 His wisdom and almighty word The heav'nly arches spread ; And by the spirit of the Lord Their shining hosts were made. 4 He bid the liquid waters flow To their appointed deep : The flowing seas their limits know, And their own station keep. 5 Ye tenants of the spacious earth, With fear before him stand : He spake, and nature took its birth, And rests on his command. b He scorns the angry nations' rage, And breaks their vain designs : His counsel stands thro' ev'ry age, And in full glory shines. PSALM 33. Second Part. C. M. God a nation's refuge. 1 "OLEST is the nation where the Lord -■-* Hath fix'd his gracious throne ; Where he reveals his heav'nly word, And calls their tribes his own. 2 His eyes, with infinite survey, The spacious world behold ; He form'd us all of equal clay, And knows our feeble mould. 3 Kings are not rescu'd by the force Of armies from the grave : Nor speed nor courage of a horse, Can the bold rider save. 4 Vain is the strength of beasts or meu, To hope for safety thence : PSALM XXXIV. But holy souls from God obtain A strong and sure defence. 5 God is their fear, and God their trust, When plagues or famine spread : His watchful eye secures the just Among ten thousand dead. 6 Lord, let our hearts in thee rejoice, And bless us from thy throne : For we have made thy word our choice, And trust thy grace alone. T PSALM 34. First Part C. M. Praise for eminent deliverance. IIRO' all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me, And high exalt his name : When in distress on him I call'd, He to my rescue came. 3 The hosts of God encamp around The dwellings of the just ; Deliv'rance he affords to all, Who on his succour trust. i O make but trial of his love : Experience will decide, How bless'd they are, and only they, Who in his truth confide. 5 Fear him, ye saints ; and you will thei Have nothing else to fear : Make you his service your delight ; He'll make your wants his care 64 PSALM XXXIV. PSALM 34. Second Part. L. M. God's care of saints. 1 T ORD, I will bless thee all my days ; -*-^ Thy praise shall dwell upon my tongues My soul shall glory in thy grace; While saints rejoice to hoar the song. 2 Come, magnify the Lord with me ; Come, let us all exalt his name : I sought th' eternal God, and he Has not expos' d my hope to shame : 3 I told him all my secret grief; My secret groaning reach'd his ears : He gave my inward pains relief, And cahn'd the tumult of my fears. 4 To him the pnor lift up their eyes, Their faces teel the heav'nl y beam ; A beam of mercy from the skies, Fills them with light and joy supreme. 5 His holy angels pitch their tents Around the men that serve the Lord . O ! fear, and love him, all his saints ; Taste of his grace, and trust his word. 6 The wild young lions, pinch'd with pain And hunger, roar thro' all the wood; But none shall seek the Lord in vain, Nor want supplies of real good. PSALM 34. Third Part. L. M. Advantages of early piety. 1 /"CHILDREN in years and knowledge young "-^ Your parents' hope, your parents' joy, Attend the counsels of my tongue: Let pious thoughts your minds employ 2 If you desire a length of days, And peace to crown your mortal state ; PSALM XXXIV. 66 Restrain your feet from impious ways, Your lips from slander and deceit. 3 The eyes of God regard his saints ; His ears are open to their cries : He sets his frowning face against The sons of violence, and lies. 4 To humble souls and broken hearts God with his grace is ever nigh : Pardon and hope his love imparts, When men in deep contrition lie. 5 He tells their tears, he counts their groans ; His Son redeems their souls from death : His spirit heals their broken bones ; While they in praise employ tii^ir breath. PSALM 34. Fourth Part. C. M. God's care of Saints. 1 npHE Lord for ever guards the just, ■*- His ears attend their cry : When broken spirits dwell in dust, The God of grace is nigh. 2 What tho' the sorrows, here they taste Be sharp and tedious too ; The Lord, who s?ves his saints at last. Is their supporter now. 3 Evil shall smite the wicked dead ; But God secures his own ; Prevents the mischief when they slide. Or heals the broken bone 4 When desolation, like a flood, O'er the proud sinner rolls ; Saints find a refuge in their God* For he redeems their souls. 66 PSALM XXXV. PSALM 35. First Part. C. M. Judgments threatened on persecutors, 1 T\TOW plead my cause, Almighty God, ■*• ^ With all the sons of' strife ; And fight against the men of blood, Who fight against my life. 2 Draw out thy spear, and stop their way : Lift thine avenging rod ; But, to my soul in mercy say, " I am thy Saviour God." 3 They plant their snares to catch my feet, And nets of mischief spread : Plunge the destroyers in the pit, That their own hands have made. 4 Let fogs and darkness hide their way ; And slipp'ry be their ground : Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey. And all their rage confound. 5 They fly, like chaff before the wind, Before thine angry breath : The angel of the Lord behind Pursues them down to death. 6 They love the road that leads to hell ; Then must the rebels die, Whose malice is implacable Against the Lord on high. 7 But if thou hast a chosen few Amongst that impious race ; Divide them from the bloody crew By thy surprising grace. 8 Then will I raise my tuneful voice To make thy wonders known ; In their salvation I'll rejoice, And bless thee for my own PSALM XXXV, XXXVI. PSALM 35. Second Part. C. M. The love of Christ typified in David. 1 "OEHOLD the love, the gen'rous love -£> That holy David shows ! Mark how his tender bowels move For his afflicted foes! 2 When they are sick, his soul complains, And seems to feel the smart; The spirit of the gospel reigns, And melts his pious heart. 3 How did his flowing tears condole As for a brother dead I And fasting mortified his soul, While for their life he pray'd. 4 They groan'd and curs'd him on their bed; Yet still he pleads and mourns : And double blessings on his head The righteous God returns. 5 0 glorious type of heav'nly grace ! Thus Christ the Lord appears ; While sinners curse, the Saviour prays, And pities them with tears. S He, the true David, Israel's king, Blest and belov'd of God, To save us rebels dead in sin, Paid his own dearest blood. PSALM 36. First Part. S. M. Description and doom of practical atheism- 1 TX/'HEN man grows bold in sin, ■ » My heart within me cries, He hath no faith of God within, "Nor fear before his eyes." 2 He walks a while conceal'd In a self-flattering dream: f68 PSALM XXXVL Till his dark crimes, at once reveal'd, Expose his hateful name. 3 His heart is false and foul, His words are smooth and fair: Wisdom is banish'd from his soul, And leaves no goodness there. 4 He plots upon his bed New mischiefs to fulfil : He sets his heart, his hand and head, To practise all that's ill. 5 But there's a dreadful God, Tho' men renounce his fear: His justice, hid behind the cloud, Shall one great day appear. 6 His truth transcends the sky ; In heav'n his mercies dwell ; Deep as the sea his judgments lie; His anger burns to hell. 7 How excellent his love, Whence all our safely springs ! 0 never let my soul remove From underneath his wings! PSALM 36. Second Part. L. M Confidence in Dioine Providence. 1 f\ LORD, thy mercy, my sure hope, ^-^ The highest orb of heav'n transcend Thy sacred truth's unmeasur'd scope Beyond the spreading sky extends. 2 Thy justice like the hills remains; Unfathoni'd depths thy judgments are: Thy providence the world sustains; The whole creation is thy care. 3 Since of thy goodness all partake ; With what assurance should the just i TSALM XXXVII. 69 Thy sheltering- wings their refuge make : And saints to thy protection trust ? I Such guests shall to thy courts be led, To banquet on thy love's repast ; And drink, as from a fountain head, Of joys that shall for ever last. 5 With thee the springs of life remain ; Thy presence is eternal day : O ! let thy grace thy saints sustain : To upright hearts thy truth display. PSALM 37. First Part. C. M Folly of envying the icicked. 1 '^\7"HY should I vex my soul and fret » *• To see the wicked rise ? Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies ? 2 As flow'ry grass, cut down at noon, Before the ev'ning fades; So shall their glories vanish soon, In everlasting shades. 9 Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practise all that's good ; So shall I dwell among the just, And he'll provide me food. I I, to my Gnd, my ways commit, And cheerful wait his will : Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfil. 5 Mine innocence shalt thou display ; And make thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. 6 The meek at last the earth possess, And are the hei.s of heav'n : 70 PSALM XXXVII. True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv'n. 7 Rest in the Lord, and keep his way, Nor let your anger rise ; Tho' providence should long delay, To punish haughty vice. 8 Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for he sees Their day of vengeance come. 9 They have drawn out the threat'ning swore Have bent the murd'rous bow, To slay the men, that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. 10 My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts : Shall their own swords against them turn, And pain surprise their hearts. PSALM 37. Second Part. C. M. Righteous and wicked contrasted. 1 "%7S7'HY do the wealthy wicked boast, » » And grow profanely bold ? The meanest portion of the just Excels the sinner's gold. 2 The wicked borrows of his friends, But ne'er designs to pay : The saint is merciful and lends, Nor turns the poor away. 3 His alms with lib'ral heart he gives Amongst the sons of need : His mem'ry to long ages lives, And blessed is his seed. 4 He fears to talk with lips profane, To slander or defraud : PSALM XXXVII. 71 His ready tongue declares to men, Wm.t he has leam'd of God. 5 The law and gospel of the Lord Deep in his heart abide ; Led by the Spirit and the word, His feet shall never slide. 6 When sinners fall, the righteous stand Preserv'd from ev'ry snare ; They shall possess the promis'd land, And dwell for ever there. PSALM 37. Third Part. C. M. The way and end of the righteous and the wicked. 1 jITY God, the steps of pious men -"■*■ Are order'd by thy will : Tho' they should fall, they rise again, Thy hand supports them still. 2 The Lord delights to see their ways, Their virtues he approves ; He ne'er deprives them of his grace, Nor leaves the men he loves. 6 The heav'nly heritage is theirs, Their portion and their home : He feeds them now, and makes them heirs Of blessings lung to come. 4 Wait on the Lord, ye sons of men, Nor fear when tyrants frown : Ye shall confess their pride was vain, When justice casts them down. 5 The haughty sinner have I seen, Not fearing man or God, Like a tall bay-tree fair and green, Spreading his arms abroad. 6 And lo ! he vanish'd from the ground, Destroy'd by hands unseen : 72 PSALM XXX VI IT. Nor root, nor branch, nor leaf was found Where all that pride had been. 6 But mark the man of righteousness, His sev'ral steps attend: True pleasure runs thro' all .lis ways, And peaceful is his end. PSALM 38. C. M. The troubled conscience relieved. 1 A MID thy wrath remember love, •**- Restore thy servant, Lord ; Nor let a father's chast'ning prove Like an avenger's sword. 2 Thine arrows stick within my heart, My flesh is sorely prest : Between the sorrow and the smart, My spirit finds no rest. 3 My sins a heavy load appear, And o'er my head are gone ; Too heavy for my soul to bear, Too hard for me t' atone. 4 My thoughts are like a troubled sea, My head still bending down ; And I go mourning all the day, Beneath my Father's frown. 5 Lord, I am weak and broken sore, None of my pow'rs arc whole : The inward anguish makes me roar The anguish of my soul. 6 All my desire to thee is known, Thine eye counts ev'ry tear; And ev'ry sigh, and ev'ry groan, Is notic'd by thine ear. 7 Thou art my God, my only hope, My God will hep-r my cry : PSALM XXXIX. 73 My God will bear my spirit up, When Satan bids me die. 8 My foes rejoice to see me slide Into the miry pit: They raise their pleasure and their pride, When they supplant my feet. 9 But I'll confess my guilt to thee, And grieve for all my sin : I feel how weak my graces be, And beg support divine. 10 My God, forgive my follies past, And be for ever nigh: O Lord of my salvation, haste. Before thy servant die. PSALM 39. First Part. C. M. Watchfulness over the tongue. 1 nnHUS I resolv'd before the Lord : -*- " Now will I watch my tongue, " Lest I let slip one sinful word, "Or do my neighbour wrong." 2 And, if I'm e'er constraint to stay With men of lives profane ; I'll set a double guard that day, Nor let my talk be vain. 3 I'll scarce allow my lips to speak The pious thoughts I feel ; Lest scoffers should th' occasion take To mock my holy zeal. 4 Yet if some proper hour appear, I'll not be overaw'd ; Hut let the scoffing sinners hear, That I can speak for God 4 74 PSALM XXXIX. PSALM 39. Second Part. C. M The vanity of man as mortal. 1 f llEACH me the measure of my days •*- Thou maker of my frame : I would survey life's narrow space, And learn how frail I am. 2 A span is all that we can boast; How short, how fleet our time ! Man is but vanity and dust, In all his flow'r and prime. 3 See the vain race of mortals move Like shadows o'er the plain : They rage and strive, desire and love; But all their noise is vain. 4 Some walk in honour's gaudy show; Some dig for golden ore ; They toil for heirs they know not wh« And straight are seen no more. 5 What should I wish or wait for then From creatures, earth and dust ? They make our expectations vain, And disappoint our trust. 6 Now I forbid in)T carnal hope, My fond desires recall ; I give my mortal interest up, And make my God my all. PSALM 39. Third Tart. CM Sick-bed devotion. 1 /~1 OD of my life, look gently down, ^Jf Behold the pains I feel ! But I am dumb before thy throne, Nor dare dispute thy will. 2 Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command ■ PSALM XL. 75 I'll not attempt a murm'ring word, Against thy chast'ning hand. 3 Yet I may plead with humble cries, " Remove thy sharp rebukes :" My strength consumes, my spirit dies, Thro' thy repeated strokes. 4 Crush'd as a moth beneath thy hand, We moulder to the dust: Our feeble pow'rs can ne'er withstand, And all our beauty's lost. 5 This mortal life decays apace, How soon the bubble's broke ! Adam, and all his num'rous race, Are vanity and smoke. 6 I'm but a sojourner below, As all my fathers were ; May I be well prepar'd to go, When I the summons hear ! 7 But, if my life be spar'd a while Before my last remove, Thy praise shall be my business still, And I'll declare thy love. PSALM 40. First Part. C. M Deliverance from great distress. 1 T WAITED patient for the Lord; *■ He bow'd to hear my cry : He saw me resting on his word, And brought salvation nigh. 2 He rais'd me from a horrid pit, Where mourning long I lay ; And from my bonds releas'd my feet, Deep bonds of miry clay. 3 Firm on a rock he made me stand ; And taught my cheerful tongue 76 PSALM XL. To praise the wonders of his hand, In a new, thankful song. 4 I'll spread his works of grace abroad The saints with joy shall hear ; And sinners learn to make my God Their only hope and fear. 5 How many are thy thoughts of love ! Thy mercies, Lord, how great ! We have not words, nor hours enough, Their numbers to repeat. 6 When I'm afflicted , poor and low, And light and peace depart, My God beholds my heavy woe, And bears me on his heart PSALM 40. Second Part. C. M. The incarnation and sacrifice of Chri$ 1 TJEHOLD, the blest Redeemer comes ! ■*-* Th' eternal Son appears ! And at the appointed time assumes The body, God prepares ! 2 Jesus revcal'd his Father's grace, And his rich mercy show'd : He preach'd the way of righteousness, And spread his truth abroad. 3 His Father's honour touch'd his heart, He nitied sinners' cries ; And, to fulfil a Saviour's part, Was made a sacrifice. 4 No blood of beasts, on altars shed, Could wash the conscience clean ; The sacrifice which Jesus paid Atones for all our sin. 5 Then was the great salvation spread, And Satan's kingdom shook : rSALM XL. 77 Thus by the woman's promis'd seed The serpent's head was broke. PSALM 40. Third Part. L. M. Christ our sacrifice. 1 FT1HE wonders, Lord, thy love has wrought, ■»- Exceed our praise, surmount our thought Should I attempt the long detail, My speech would faint, my numbers faiL 2 No blood of beasts on altars spilt, Can cleanse the souls of men from guilt ; But thou hast set before our eyes An all-sufficient sacrifice. 3 In heav'n before his Father's throne, Complacent, smiles th' eternal Son ; And, pleas'd, presents with boundless grace Himself, a ransom for our race. 4 " Behold ! I come," (the Saviour cries, With love and duty in his eyes) " I come to bear the heavy load " Of sins, and do thy will, my God. H " Mine ear is open'd to thy voice, " My heart delighted with thy choice : "Pleas'd, I assume a fleshly form, "Akin to man, that dying worm. 6 " 'Tis written in thy great decree ; u 'Tis in thy book foretold of me ; M I must fulfil the Saviour's part ; " And lo ! thy law is in my heart 7 " I'll magnify thy holy law, " And rebels to obedience draw ; " When on my cross I'm lifted high, " Or to my crow n above the sky. 8 M The Spirit shall descend, and show " What thou hast done, and what I do 78 PSALM XLI, XLI1. "The wond'ring world shall learn thy grace» " Thy wisdom and thy righteousness." FSALM 41. L. M. Charity to the poor. 1 "OLEST is the man whose bowels move, ■■? And melt with pity to the poor ; Whose soul, by sympathizing love, Feels what his fellow-saints endure. £ His heart contrives, for their relief, More good than his own hands can do: He, in the time of gen'ral grief, Shall find the Lord has bowels too. 3 His soul shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his head ; When drought, and pestilence, and dearth. Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or, if he languish on his couch, God will pronounce his sins forgiv'n ; Will save him with a healing touch, Or take his willing soul to heav'n. PSALM 42. First Part. C. M. Desertion and hope. 1 A S pants the hart for cooling streams, ■**- When heated in the chase ; So longs my soul, O God, for thee, And thy refreshing grace. 2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine : O ! when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine ? 3 Tears are my constant food, while thus Insulting foes upbraid ; ** Deluded wretch ! where is thy God ? " And where his proinis'd aid I" PSALM XLII. 4 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now I think on ancient days ; Then to thy house did numbers go, And all our work was praise. 5 But why's my soul sunk down so far Beneath this heavy load ? Why do my thoughts indulge despair, And sin against my God ? 6 Hope in the Lord, whose mighty hand Can all thy woes remove : For I shall yet before him stand, And sing restoring love. PSALM 42. Second Part. L. M. Hope in affliction. t 1%/TY spirit sinks within me, Lord, -L*A But I will call thy name to mind ; And times of past distress record, When I have found my God was kind. 2 Huge troubles, with tumultuous noise, Swell like a sea, and round me spread ; Thy water-spouts drown all my joys, And rising waves roll o'er my head. 3 Yet will the Lord command his love, When I address his throne by day ; Nor in the night his grace remove : The night shall hear me sing and pray. 4 I'll cast myself before his feet, And say, " My God, my heav'nly Rock ! " Why doth thy love so long forget * The soul, that groans beneath thy stroke ?* 5 I'll chide my heart that sinks so low ; Why should my soul indulge her grief? Hope in the Lord, and praise him too : H j is my rest, my sure relief, 90 PSALM XLI1I. 6 Thy light and truth shall guide me still : Thy word shall my best thoughts employ And lead me to thine heav'nly hill, My God, my most exceeding joy. PSALM 43. P. M. Complaint mingled with hope, 1 ]\/fl"Y God, defend my cause -1- ▼-!• Against a host of foes : O ! save me from th' unjust, Who triumph in my woes. Why dost thou faint, My trembling heart ? To God impart Thy sad complaint. 2 Why dost thou, O my shield, Desert me thus forlorn ? Why, hated and oppress'd, Thus bid me ceaseless mourn? To God I fly ; In God I'll trust, When low in dust My head shall lie. 3 Now, to thy sacred house, With joy direct my feet ; Where saints, with morning vowe, In full assembly meet. Thy power divine Shall there be shown. And from thy throne Thy mercy shine. 4 O ! send thy light abroad : Thy truth with heav'nly ray Shall lead my soul to God, And guide my doubtful way v. PSALM XLIV. 81 I'll hear thy word With faith sincere, And learn to fear And praise the Lord. 5 There reach thy bounteous hand, And all my sorror/s heal, There health and strength divine O! make my bosom feel. Like balmy dew, Shall Jesus' voice My bones rejoice, My strength renew. 6 Then, in thy holy hill, Before thine altar, Lord, My harp and song shall sound The glories of thy word. Henceforth to thee, O God of grace, A hymn of praise My life shall be. 7 My soul, awake to joy, And triumph in the Lord, My health, my hope, my song, And my divine reward. Ye fears, remove, No more I mourn ; But blest return To sin"- his love. rSALM 44. C. M 77ie Church's complaint in persecution. \ T ORD, we have heard thy works of old, ■" Thy works of pow'r and grace ; When to our ears our fathers told The wonders of their days : 4* J 82 PSALM XLIV. 2 How thou didst build thy churches here. And make thy gospel known ; Among them did thine arm appear, Thy light and glory shone. 3 In God they boasted all the day, And in a cheerful throng Did thousands meet to praise and pray, And grace was all their song. 4 But now our souls are seiz'd with shame, Confusion fills our face, To hear the enemy blaspheme, And fools reproach thy grace. 5 Yet have we not forgot our God Nor falsely dealt with heav'n ; Nor have our steps declin'd the road Of duty thou hast giv'n. 6 Tho' dragons all around us roar, With their destructive breath ; And thine own hand has bruis'd us sore Hard by the gates of death. 7 We are expos'd all day to die, As martyrs for thy en use ; As sheep lor slaughter, bound we lie, By sharp and bloody laws. 8 Awake, arise, Almighty Lord ! Why sleeps thy wonted grace ? Why should we look like men abhorr'd Or banish'd from thy face ? 3 Wilt thou for ever cast us off And still neglect our cries ? For ever hide thy hcav'nly love From our afflicted eyes ? 10 Down to the dust our souls are bow'd And lie upon the ground; PSALM XLV Rise for our help, rebuke the proud, And all their pow'rs confound. 11 Redeem us from perpetual shame, Our Saviour and our God : We plead the honours of thy name, The merits of thy blood. PSALM 45. First Part. L. M. The glory of Christ. 1 "JVTOW be my heart inspir'd to sing ■*- « The glories of my Saviour King ; Jesus the Lord ; how heav'nly fair His form ! how bright his beauties are ! 2 O'er all the sons of human race, He shines with a superior grace ; Love from his lips divinely flows, And blessings all his state compose. 3 Dress thee in arms, most mighty Lord ! Gird on the terror of thy sword ! In majesty and glory ride, With truth and meekness at thy side. 4 Thine anger, like a pointed dart, Shall pierce the foes of stubborn heart • Or words of mercy, kind and sweet, Shall melt the rebels at thy feet. 5 Thy throne, O God, for ever stands : Grace is the sceptre in thy hands ; Thy laws and works are just and right: Justice and grace are thy delight. 6 O God, thy God has richly shed His oil of gladness on thy head, And with his sacred Spirit bles* Th' eternal Son above the rest. 84 PSALM XLV, XL VI. PSALM 45. Second Part. L. M. The beauty of the Church, the bride, 1 FT1HE King of saints how fair his face, •*- Adorn'd with majesty and grace ! He comes with blessings from above, And wins the nations with his love. 2 At his right hand our eyes behold The queen aray'd in purest gold : The world admires her heav'nly dress ; Her robe of joy and righteousness. 3 He forms her beauties like his own, He calls and seats her near his throne Fair stranger, let thy heart forget The idols of thy native state. 4 So shall the King the more rejoice In thee, the fav'rite of his choice ; Let him be lov'd, and yet ador'd : For he's thy Maker and thy Lord. 5 O happy hour ! when thou shalt rise To his fair palace in the skies ; And all thy sons (a numerous train) Each, like a prince, in glory reign. 6 Let endless honours crown his head ; Let ev'ry age his praises spread ; While we with cheerful songs approve The condescencion of his love. PSALM 46. First Part. L. M. The safety of the Church. 1 ^1 OD is our refuge in distress, ^-J" A present help when dangers press t)n him for safety we relied : And in his strength we will confide : 2 Tho' earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost ; > PSALM XLVI. 86 Or lofty hills from their abode, Torn piecemeal by the roaring flood. 3 Let angry waves together roll'd Rage on with fury uncontrol'd ; We will not fear, whilst we depend On God, who is our constant friend. i A gentler stream, that ever flows, And joy to all around bestows, The city of the Lord shall fill, The city where he's worshipp'd still. 5 God dwells in Zion, whose strong tow'rs Shall mock th' assault of earthly pow'rs ; And his almighty aid is nigh, To those who on his strength rely. PSALM 46. Second Part. L. M. The Church's safety amid national distre*& 1 T ET Sion in her King rejoice, -*-J Tho' tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise , He utters his almighty voice, The nat^iis melt, the tumult dies. ? Tho Lord of old for Jacob fought, And Jacob's God is still our aid : Behold the works his hand hath wrought, What desolations he hath made ! 3 From sea to sea thro' all the shores, He makes the noise of battles cease ; When from on high his thunder roars, He awes the trembling world to peace. 41 He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear , Chariots he burns with heav'nly flame : Keep silence ail the earth, and hear The sound and glory of his name. 86 PSALM XLVII. 5 " Be still, and learn that I am God, " I'll be exalted o'er the lands ; " I will be known and fear'd abroad, " But still my throne in Zion stands." 6 O Lord of hosts, Almighty King ; While we so near thy presence dwell, Our faith shall sit secure, and sing Defiance to the gates of hell. PSALM 47. C. M. Christ ascending and reigning 1 {\ FOR a shout of sacred joy, ^-^ To God the sov'reign King ! Let ev'ry land their tongues employ, And hymns of triumph sing. 2 Jesus, our God, ascends on high ; His heav'nly guards around Attend him rising thro' the sky, With trumpets' joyful sound. 3 While angels shout and praise their King Let mortals learn their strains : Let all the earth his honours sing ; O'er all the earth he reigns. 4 Rehearse his praise with awe profound, Let knowledge lead the song ; Nor mock him with a solemn sound Upon a thoughtless tongue. 5 In Israel stood his ancient throne, He lov'd that chosen race ; But now he calls the world his own, And heathens taste his grace. 6 These western climes are all the Lord's, Here Abraham's God is known ; While pow'rs and princes, shields and sworda Submit before his throne. PSALM XLVIII. 87 PSALM 48. First Part. S. M. 'Hit Church is the honour and safety of a nation, 1 |~1REAT is the Lord our Goa, ^-* And let his praise be great; fte makes his churches his abode, His most delightful seat. 2 These temples of his grace, How beautiful they stand ! The honour of our native place, And bulwarks of our land. 3 In Zion God is known, A refuge in distress : How bright hath his salvation shone Thro' a" her palaces ! 4 When Kings against her join'd, And saw the Lord was there ; In wild confusion of the mind They fled with hasty fear. /» When navies tall and proud Attempt to spoil our peace, He sends his tempests roaring loud, And sinks them in the seas. G Oft have our fathers told ; Our eyes have often seen ; How well our God secures the fold, Where his own sheep have been. 7 In ev'ry new distress, We'll to his house repair : We'll think upon his wond'rous grace, And seek deliv'rance there. PSALM 48. Second Part. S. M. The worship and order of the Church 1 TC^AR as thy name is known, ■*• The world declares thy praise : 88 PSALM XLIX. Thy saints, O Lord, before thy throne, Their songs of honour raise. 2 With joy thy people stand On Zion's chosen hill, Proclaim the wonders of thy hand, And counsels of thy will. 3 Let strangers walk around The city where we dwell, Compass and view the holy ground, And mark the building well; 4 The orders of thy house, The worship of thy court, The cheerful songs, the solemn vo>ys, And make a fair report. 5 How decent and how wise! How glorious to behold, Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes, And rites adorn'd with gold ! 6 The God we worship now, Will guide us till we die ; Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. PSALM 49. First Part. C. M The vanity of life and riches. 1 W/'HY doth the man of riches grow ■» To insolence and pride, To see his wealth and honours flow With ev'ry rising tide ? S Why doth he treat the poor with scorn. Made of the self-same clay ; And boast as tho' his flesh were born Of better dust than they ? 3 Not all his treasures can procure His soul a short reprieve ; FSALM XLIX. 89 Redeem from death one guilty hour, Or make his brother live. 4 Life is a blessing can't be sold, The ransom is too high ; Justice will ne'er be brib'd with gold, That man may never die. 5 He sees the brutish and the wise, The tim'rous and the brave, Quit their possessions, close their eyes, And hasten to the grave. 6 Yet 'tis his inward thought and pride, " My house shall ever stand ; ** And that my name may long abide, " I'll give it to my land." 7 Vain are his thoughts, his hopes are lost, How soon his mem'ry dies ! His name is buried in the dust, Where his own carcass lies. 6 This is the folly of their way ; And yet their sons, as vain, Approve the words their fathers say, And act their works again. 9 Men void of wisdom and of grace, If honours raise them high, Live like the beasts, a thoughtless race, And like the beasts they die. 10 Laid in the grave like silly sheep, Death feeds upon them there ; Till the last trumpet breaks their sleep In terror and despair. PSALM 49. Second Part. C. M. Death and the resurrection. } ^LT'E sons of pride that hate the just, ■*■ And trample on the poor ; 90 PSALM L. When death hath brought you dcwn to dust, Your pomp shall rise no more. 2 The last great day shall change the scene ; When will that hour appear ? When shall the just revive, and reign O'er all that scorn'd them here ? 3 God will my naked soul receive, When sep'rate from the flesh ; And break the prison of the grave, To raise my bones afresh. 4 Heav'n is my everlasting home, Th1 inheritance is sure ; Let men of pride their rage resume, But I'll repine no more. PSALM 50. First Part, C. M. The last judgment, Saints rewarded. 1 f i^HE Lord, the Judge, before his throne ■*■ Bids the whole earth draw nigh, The nations near the rising sun, And near the western sky. 2 No more shall bold blasphemers say, "Judgment will ne'er begin ;" No more abuse his long delay To impudence and sin. 3 Thron'd on a cloud our God shall come, Bright flames prepare his way; Thunder and darkness, fire and storm Lead on the dreadful day. 4 Heav'n from above his call shall hear, Attending angels come ; And earth and hell shall know and fear His justice, and their doom. 5 w But gather all my saints (he cries) 44 That made their peace v ith God, rSALM L. 91 44 By the Redeemer's sacrifice, 44 And seal'd it with his blood. 6 u Their faith and works brought forth to light, 44 Shall make the world confess 44 My sentence of reward is right, " And heav'n adore my grace." PSALM 50. Second Part. C. M. Obedience is better than sacrifice. HUS saith the Lord, "The spacious fields, T " And flocks and herds, are mine : 44 O'er all the cattle of the hills " I claim a right divine. 2 " I ask no sheep for sacrifice, 44 Nor bullocks burnt with fire ; " To hope and love, to pray and praise, 44 Is all that I require. 3 u Invoke my name when trouble's near, 44 My hand shall set thee free ; 44 Then shall thy thankful lips declare 44 The honour due to me. 4 44 The man that offers humble praise, 44 Declares my glory best ; • And those that tread my holy ways, 44 Shall my salvation taste. 5 44 Not for the want of bullocks slain 44 Will I the world reprove : 44 Altars and rites and forms are vain, 44 Without the fire of love. 6 44 And what have hypocrites to do 44 To bring their sacrifice ? 44 They call my statutes just and true, 44 But deal in theft and lies. 7 44 Could you expect to 'scape my sight, 44 And sin without control ? 92 PSALM L. ** But I will bring your crimes to light, " With anguish in your soul." 8 Consider, ye that slight the Lord, Before his wrath appear; If once you fall beneath his sword, There's no deliv'rer there. PSALM 50. Third Part. L. M. Hypocrisy warned. 1 rilHE Lord, the Judge, his churches warns I -»- Let hypocrites attend and fear, Who place their hope in rites and forms, But make not faith nor love their care. 2 Vile wretches dare rehearse his name With lips of falsehood and deceit • A friend or brother they defame, And soothe and flatter those they hate 3 They watch to do their neighbours wrong Yet dare to seek their Maker's face ; They take his cov'nant on their tongue, But break his laws, abuse his grace. 4 To heav'n they lift their hands unclean, Defil'd with lust, defil'd with blood : By night, they practise ev'ry sin ; By day, their mouths draw near to God. 5 And, while his judgments long delay, They grow secure, and sin the more : They think he sleeps as well as they, And put far off the dreadful hour. O dreadful hour ! when God draws near, And sets their crimes before their eyes : His wrath their guilty souls shall tear. And no deliv'rer dare to rise. PSALM L, LI. 93 rSALM 50. Fourth Part. P. M. The last judgment. 1 npHE God of glory sends his summons forth, •*• Calls the south nations, and awakes the north : From east to west the sov'reign orders spread, Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead. The trumpet sounds ; hell trembles; heav'n rejoices ; Lift up your heads, ye saints, with cheerful voices. 2 No more shall atheists mock his long delay ; His vengeance sleeps no more : behold the day ! Behold the Judge descends ! his guards are nigh ; Tempests and fire attend him down the sky. When God appears, all nature shall adore him : While sinners tremble, saints rejoice before him. 3 Sinners, awake betimes ; ye fools, be wise ; Awake, before this dreadful morning rise : Change your vain thoughts, your crooked works amend, Fly to the Saviour, make the Judge your friend : Then join, ye saints ; wake ev'ry cheerful passion, When Christ returns, he comes for your salvation, PSALM 51. First Part. L. M. A penitent pleading for pardon. 1 ^HOW pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive, ^ Let a repenting rebel live ; Are not thy mercies large and free ? May not a sinner trust in thee ? 2 My crimes are great, but don't surpass The pow'r and glory of thy grace : Great God, thy nature hath no bound ; So let thy pard'ning love be found. 94 PSALM LI 3 O ! wash my soul from ev'ry sin, And make my guilty conscience clean : Here on my heart the burden lies, And past offences pain mine eyes. 4 My lips with shame my sins confess Against thy law, against thy grace : Lord, should thy judgment grow severe, I am condemn'd, but thou art clear. 5 Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord, Whose hope, still hov'ring round thy word Would light on some sweet promise there Some sure support against despair. PSALM 51. Second Part. L. M Original and actual sins confessed. 1 T ORD, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin, -" And born unholy and unclean : Sprung from the man, whose guilty fall Corrupts his race, and taints us all. 2 Soon as we draw our infant breath, The seeds of sin grow up for death : Thy law demands a perfect heart ; But we're defil'd in ev'ry part. 3 Great God, create my heart anew, And form my spirit pure and true ; O ! make me wise betimes, to see My danger and my remedy. 4 Behold ! I fall before thy face ; My only refuge is thy grace : No outward forms can make me clean. The leprosy lies deep within. b No bleeding bird, nor bleeding beast, Nor hyssop branch, nor sprinkling priest, Nor running brook, nor flood, nor sea, Can wash the dismal stain away. PSALM LI. 9 6 Jesus, my God, thy blood alone Hath pow'r sufficient to atone : Thy blood can make me white as snow; No Jewish type could cleanse me so. 7 While guilt disturbs and breaks my peace, Nor flesh nor soul hath rest or ease : Lord, let me hear thy pard'ning voice, And make my broken bones rejoice. PSALM 51. Third Fart. L. M. The backslider reclaimed, or, Repentance and faith in the blood, of Christ. 1 f\ THOU, that hear'st when sinners cry, ^-^ Tho' all my crimes before thee lie, Avert from them thy angry look, And blot their mem'ry from thy book. 2 Create my nature pure within, And form my soul averse to sin ; Let thy good spirit ne'er depart, Nor hide thy presence from my heart. 3 I cannot live without thy light, Cast out and banish'd from thy sight: Thy holy joys, my God, restore, And guard me that I fall no more. 4 Tho' I have griev'd thy spirit, Lord, His help and comfort still afford : And let a wretch come near thy throne, To plead the merits of thy Son. 5 A broken heart, my God, my King, Is all the sacrifice I bring : The God of grace will ne'er despise A broken heart for sacrifice. 6 My soul lies humbled in the dust, And owns thy dreadful sentence just. Look down, 6 Lord, with pitying eye, And save the soul condemn'd to die. 96 PSALM LII. 7 Then will 1 teach the world thy ways : Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace ; I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood, And they shall praise a pard'ning God. 8 O ! may thy love inspire my tongue ; Salvation shall be all my song : And all my pow'rs shall join to bless The Lord, my strength and righteousness. PSALM 52. First Part. L. M. The destruction of tyrants and persecutor*. 1 Tlf7"HY should the haughty tyrant boast, » » His vengeful arm, his warlike host * While blood denies his cruel hand, And desolation wastes the land. 2 He joys to hear the captive's cry, The widow's groan, the orphan's sigh ; And, when the weary sword would spare, His falsehood spreads the fatal snare. 3 He triumphs in the deeds of wrong, And arms with rage his impious tongue, With pride proclaims his dreadful pow'r, And bids the trembling world adore. 4 But God is good, and with a frown, Casts to the dust his honours down : The righteous, freed, their hopes recall, And hail the proud oppressor's fall. 5 How low the persecutor lies, Who dar'd th' eternal pow'r despise ; And vainly strove, with impious joy, The church and nation to destroy ! 6 We praise the Lord, who heard our cries, And sent salvation from the skies : The saints, who saw our mournful days, Shall join our grateful songs of praise. PSALM LII.LICI. 97 PSALM 52. Second Part. L. M. The experience of the Lord's people in his house. 1 A WORD in season, spoke with pow'r, *» I've oflen heard within these walls ; But none surpassing, what this hour Attends the precious gospel calls. 2 When Christ unveils his lovely face, And grace for grace is largely giv'n , A glory shines, which makes this place The house of God, the gate of heav'n. 3 Here, in thy courts, let me be seen, Growing in faith, and hope, and love : Like olives fair, and fresh, and green, And rip'ning for the world above. 4 Here will I view thy glory, Lord, And songs for all thy goodness raise : Here will I wait to hear thy word, And join with saints who sing thy praise. PSALM 53. 'Brat Part. L M. Practical Atheism. 1 " fin HERE is a God." all nature cries : M- The heav'ns and earth this truth confes* f Yet this, the atheist fool denies, And dares his impious thoughts express. 2 The Lord, from his celestial tow'r, Look'd down, the sons of men to view ; To see if any own'd his pow'i, If any truth and justice knew. 3 But all he saw were gone aside, All, in their hearts, were atheists grown ; None took religion for their guide, Not one did God his sov'reign own. 98 PSALM LIII, LIV. 4 O wretched state ! how fall'n are men ! How guilty, helpless, lost, and dead ! They're all concluded under sin ; Their hope is gone, their peace is fled. 5 To such, the Lord his gospel sends; For these, a Saviour he appoints , To them his graee with pow'r extends; And changes atheists into saints. PSALM 53. Second Part. C. M. The folly of persecutors — Security of Saints 1 4 RE all the foes of Zion fools, -^*- Who thus devour her saints ? Do they not know her Saviour rules, And pities her complaints ? 2 They shall be seiz'd with sad surprise : For God's avenging arm Scatters the bones of them, that rise To do his children harm. 3 In vain the sons of Satan boast Of armies in array : When God has first dispers'd their host, They fall an easy prey. 4 O for a word from Zion's King, Her captives to restore ! Jacob with all his tribes shall sing, And Judah weep no more. PSALM 54. P. M. Prayer for deliverance from enemies. 1 1VT Y God, preserve my soul ; ■*■" O make ray spirit whole : To save me let thy strength appear ; Strangers my steps surround ; Their pride and rage confound, And bring thy great salvation near. PSALM LV 99 2 Those, that against me rise, Are aliens from the skies : They hate thy church and kingdom, Lord! They mock thy fearful name : They glory in their shame, Nor heed the wonders of thy word. 3 But O thou King divine, My chosen friends are thine, The men, that still my soul sustain : Wilt thou my foes subdue, And form their hearts anew, And snatch them from eternal pain? I Escap'd from ev'ry woe, O ! grant me, here below, To praise thy name with those I love : And, when beyond the skies, Our souls unbodied rise, Unite us in :hc realms above. PGAX.M 55. First Part. C. M. Support for the ajjlicted and tempted soul, 1 f\ GOD, my refuge, hear my cries, ^~* Behold my flowing tears : For earth and hell my hurt devise, And triumph in my fears. 2 Their rage is levtll'd at my life ; My soul with guilt they load ; And fill my thoughts with inward strife, To shake my hope in God. 3 With inward pain my heart-strings sound, I groan with ev'ry breath : Horror and fear heset me round, Among the shades of ueath. 4 O! were I like a feather'd dove, Soon would I stretch my wings, L 100 PSALM LV. And fly, and make a long remove From all these restless things. 5 Let me to some wild desert go, And find a peaceful home; Where storms of malice never blow, Temptations never come. 6 Vain hopes, and vain inventions all, To 'scape the rage of hell ! The mighty God on whom I call, Can save me here as well. PSALM 55. Second Part. S. M. Daily devotions. ET sinners take their course, And choose the road to death ; But in the worship of my God I'll spend my daily breath. 2 My thoughts address his throne, When morning brings the light : 1 seek his blessing ev'ry noon, And pay my vows at night. 3 Thou wilt regard my cries, O my eternal God ! While sinners perish in surprise, Beneath thine angry rod. 4 Because they dwell at ease, And no sad changes feel; They neither fear nor trust thy name, Nor learn to do thy will. 5 But I with all my cares, Will lean upon the Lord : I'll cast my burdens on his arm, And rest upon his word. 6 His arm shall well sustain The children of his love ; PSALM LVI. 101 The ground on which their safety stands, No earthly pow'r can move. PSALM 56. First Part. C. M. Trust in God under slanderous imputation*. 1 /^k THOU whose justice reigns on high, ^-^ And makes th' oppressor cease; Behold ! how envious sinners try To vex and break my peace. 2 The sons of violence and lies Join to devour me, Lord ; But as my hourly dangers rise, My refuge is thy word. 3 In God, most holy, just, and true, I have repos'd my trusi.; Nor will I fear what flesh can do The offspring of the dust. 4 They wrest my words to mischief still, Charge me with unknown faults : Mischief doth all their counsels fill, And malice all their thoughts. 5 Shall they escape without thy frown ? Must their devices stand ? O! cast the haughty sinner down, And let him know thy hand ! PSALM 56. Second Part. CM God's care of his people. 1 ^"^ OD counts the sorrows of Lis saints, ^-* Their groans affect his ears : Thou hast a book for my complaints, A bottle for my tears. 2 When to thy throne I raise my cry, The wicked fear and flee; So swift is pray'r to reach the sky, So near is God to me. 102 PSALM LVII. 3 In thee, most hoi}', just, and true, I have repos'd my trust ; Nor will I tear what man can do, The offspring of the dust. 4 Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, Thou shalt receive my praise ; I'll sing, " How faithful is thy word ! " How righteous all thy ways !" 5 Thou hast secur'd my soul from death ; O ! set thy pris'ner free ; That heart and hand, and life and breath May be employ'd for thee. PSALM 5Y. L. M. Providence praised. Y God, in whom are all the springs M Hide me beneath thy spreading wings, Till the dark cloud is overblown. 2 TJp to the heav'ns I send my cry, The Lord will my desires perforin : He sends his angels from the sky, And saves me from the threat'ni;-g storm. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God ! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell : Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, Let land to land thy wonders tell. 4 My heart is fix'd ; my song shall raise Immortal honours to thy name : Awake, my tongue, to sound his praise, My tongue, the glory of my frame. 5 High o'er the earth his mercy reigns, And reaches to the utmost sky . His truth to endless years remains, When lower worlds dissolve and die PSALM LVI1I. L03 5 Be thou exalted, 0 my God ! Above the heav'ns where angels dwell : Thy pow'r on earth be known abroad, And land .c land thy wonders tell. PSALM 5§. P. M. Warning to magistrates. 1 TUDGES, who rule the world by laws, ** Will ye despise the righteous cause, When vile oppression wastes the land ? Dare ye condemn the righteous poor, And let rich sinners 'scape secure, While gold and greatness bribe your hand ? 2 Forgot ye then, or never knew, That God will judge the judges too ? High in the heav'ns his justice reigns : Yet you invade the rights of God, And send your bold decrees abroad, To bind the conscience in your chains. 3 A poison'd arrow is your tongue, The arrow sharp, the poison strong, And death attends where'er it wounds; You heir no counsels, cries, nor tears ; So the deaf adder stops her ears Against the pow'r of charming sounds. 4 Break out their teeth, eternal God ! Those teeth of lions, dy'd in blood ; And crush the serpents in the dust : As empty chaff, when whirlwinds rise, Before the sweeping tempest flies, So let their names and hopes be lost. 5 The Almighty thunders from the sky, — Their grandeur melts, their titles die, As hills of snow dissolve and run ; 104 PSALM LIX. Or snails that perish in their slime, Or births that come before their time, Vain births, that never see the sun. 6 Thus shall the vengeance of the Lord, Safety and joy to saints afford : And all that hear shall join and say, " Sure there's a God that rules on high, " A God that hears his children cry, " And will their suff 'rings well repay.1 PSALM 59. S. M. Prayer against invading foes. 1 TC^ROM foes that round us rise, ■*■ O God of heav'n, defend ; Who brave the vengeance of the skies, And with thy saints contend. 2 Behold ! from distant shores And desert wilds they come, Combine for blood their barb'rous force, And thro' our cities roam. 3 Beneath the silent shade, Their secret plots they lay ; Our peaceful walls by night invade, And waste the fields by day. 4 And will the God of grace, Regardless of our pain, Permit secure that impious race To riot in their reign ? 5 In vain their secret guile, Or open force, they prove : His eye can pierce the deepest veil; His hand their strength remove. 6 Yet save them, Lord, from death, Lest we forget their doom ; PSALM LX. 105 But drive them, with thine angry breath, Thro' distant lands to roam. 7 Then shall our grateful voice Proclaim our guardian God ; The nations round the earth rejoice, And sound thy praise abroad. PSALM 60. C. M. On a day of humiliation in war. 1 T ORD, thou hast scourged our guilty land -*-^ Behold, thy people mourn : Shall vengeance ever guide thy hand ? Shall mercy ne'er return? 2 Beneath the terrors of thine eye, Earth's haughty tow'rs decay : Thy frowning mantle spreads the sky, And mortals melt away. 3 Our Zion trembles at thy stroke, And dreads thy lifted hand : O ! heal the nation thou hast broke, And save the sinking land. 4 Exalt the banner in the field, For those that fear thy name ; From barb'rous hosts thy people shield, And put our foes to shame. 5 Attend our armies to the fight, And be their guardian God : In vain shall num'rous pow'rs unite, Against thy lifted rod. K Our troops, beneath thy guiding hand, Shall gain a glad renown : 'Tis God, who makes the feeble stand, And treads the mighty down. 5* 106 PSALM LXI. PSALM 61. First Fart. S. M. Refuge in God. 1 X^THEN, ovcrwhelm'd with grief, * * My heart within me dies ; Helpless and far from all relief, To heav'n I lift mine eyes. 2 O lead me to the rock, That's high above my head; And make the covert of thy wings My shelter and my shade. 3 Within thy presence, Lord, For ever I'll abide ; Thou art the tow'r of my defence, The refuge where I hide. 4 Thou givest me the lot Of those that fear thy name : If endless life be their reward, I shall possess the same. PSALM €1. Second Part. L. M Jesus our king. 1 "!%/!" Y soul, of thy protection sure, ■*■»-■- Against her foes shall rest secure ; For thou, O God, hast heard my vows, And brought me joyful to thy house. 2 With all thy saints I'll strive to sing The glories of my heav'nly King ; Whom thou in mercy didst ordain, Should o'er thy chosen people reign. 3 Jesus shall live for ever blest, And give his people peace and rest : His years shall last, and God will own His righteous sceptre, and his throne. 4 O let thy truth prepare the way ; In mercy, Lord, extend his sway ; PSALM LXII, I.XIII. 10T Thus we'll devote our future Hays, To pay our vows and sing thy praise. PSALM 6$. L. M. Faith in the grace and pow'r of the Redeemer. { Tfyfl" Y spirit looks to God alone ; J.YJ. ]\{y rock an(j refuge is his throne; In all my fears, in all my straits, My soul on his salvation waits. 2 Trust him, ye saints, iir all your ways, Pour out your hearts before his face : When helpers fail and foes invade, God is our all-sufficient aid. 3 False are the men of high degree, The baser sort are vanity ; Laid in the balance both appear Light as a puff of empty air. 4 Make not increasing gold your trust, Nor set your hearts on glitfring dust ; Why will ye grasp the fleeting smoke, And not believe -what God has spoke ? 5 Once hath h.is awful voice declar'd, Once and again my cars have heard, " All pow'r is his eternal due ; " He must be fear'd and trusted too.H 6 For sovereign pow'r reigns not alone, (^race is a partner of the throne : Thy grace and justice, mighty Lord, Shall well divide our last reward. PSALM 63. First Part. C. M. Lord's Day morning. i "O ARLY, my God, without delay, ■*-* I haste to seek thy face; My thirsty spirit sinks away Without thy cheering grace. 108 PSALM LXII1. 2 I've seen thy glory and thy pow'r, Thro' all thy temples shine : My God, repeat that heav'nly hour, That vision so divine. 3 Not life itself, with all its joys, Can my best passions move ; Or raise so high my cheerful voice, As thy forgiving love. 4 Thus, till my last expiring day, I'll bless my God and king ; Thus will I lift my hands to pray, And tune my lips to sing. PSALM 63. Second Part. L. M. Delight in God and his worship. 1 /^ REAT God, indulge my humble claim, ^f Thou art my hope, my joy, my rest ; The glories, that compose thy name, Stand all engag'd to make me blest. 2 Thou Great and Good, thou Just ar.d Wise, Thou art my Father and my God ; And I am thine hy sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant, bought with blood. 3 With early feet I love t' appear Among the saints, and seek thy face ; Oft have I seen thy glory there, And felt the pow'r of sov'reign grace. 4 Not fruits nor wines that tempt our taste, Nor all the joys our senses know, Could make me so divinely blest, Or raise my cheerful passions so. 5 My life itself, without thy love, No taste of pleasure could afford ; 'Twould but a tiresome burden prove, If I were banish'd from the Lord PSALM LXIII, LXIV. 109 6 Amidst the wakeful hours of night, When busy cares afflict my head ; One thought of thee gives new delight, And adds refreshment to my bed. 7 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray, or praise ; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And bless the remnant of my days. PSALM 63. Third Part. S. M Seeking God. 1 TVTY God, permit my tongue -L»A This joy, to call thee mine ; And let my early cries prevail To taste thy love divine. 2 My thirsty fainting soul Thy mercy does implore; Not travellers in desert lands Can pant for water more. Within thy churches, Lord, I long to find my place, Thy pow'r and glory to behold, And feel thy quick'ning grace. 4 Since thou hast been my help, To thee my spirit flies; And on thy watchful providf?nce, My cheerful hope relies. 5 The shadow of thy wings My soul in safety keeps; I follow where my Father leads, And he supports my steps. PSALM 64. L. M. Seeking deliverance from enemies. 1 f^ REAT God, attend to my complaint, ^-* Nor let my drooping spirit faint: 110 PSALM LXV. When foes in secret spread the snare, Let my salvation be thy care. 2 Shield me without, and guard within, From vile temptations and from sin ; May envy, lust, and pride depart, And heav'nly grace expand my hea«t. 3 Thy justice and thy pow'r display, And scatter far thy foes away ; While list'ning nations learn thy word, And saints, triumphant, bless the Lord. 4 Then shall thy Church exalt her voice, And all that love thy name rejoice : By faith approach thine awful throne, And plead the merits of thy Son. PSALM 65. First Fart. C. M. A prayer-hearing God. 1 "B3RAISE waits in Zion, Lord, for thee ; •■■ There shall our vows be paid : Thou hast an ear when sinners pray, All flesh shall seek thine aid. 2 Lord, our iniquities prevail, But pard'ning grace is thine ; And thou wilt grant us pow'r and skill To conquer ev'ry sin. 3 Blest are the men whom thou wilt choose To bring them near thy face ; Give them a dwelling in thy house, To feast upon thy grace. 4 In answ'ring what thy church requests, Thy truth and terror shine; And works of dreadful righteousness Fulfil thy kind design. 6 Thus shall the wond'ring nations see The Lord is good and just ' PSALM LXV. HI And distant islands fly to thee, And make thy name their trust. 6 They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord, When signs in heav'n appear; But they shall learn thy holy word, And love as well as fear. i ' PSALM 65. Second Part. C. M. The providence of God in air, earth, and sea. TIS hy thy strength the mountains stand, God of eternal pow'r ; The sea grows calm at thy command, And tempests cease to roar. 2 Thy morning light and ev'ning shade Successive comforts bring ; Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad, Thy fiow'rs adorn the spring. 3 Seasons and times, and months, and hours, Heav'n, earth, and air are thine ; When clouds distil in fruitful show'rs, The Author is divine. i Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky, Borne by the winds around, With wat'ry treasures well supply The furrows of the ground. 5 The thirsty ridges drink their fill, And ranks of corn appear ; Thy ways abound with blessings still, Thy goodness crowns the year. PSALM 65. Third Part. P. M. The providence of God in the seasons I XTOW pleasing is thy voice, -*--*- O Lord, our heav'nly King, That bids the frosts retire, And wakes the lovely spring ! 112 PSALM LXV. The rains return, the ice distils, And plains and hills forget to mourn. 2 The lofty mountains stand, Established by thine arm : Thy voice the ocean stills, The tumult, and the storm. Thro' earth and skies, with terror spread Thy tokens dread, all lands surprise. 3 The morn, with glory crown'd, Thy hand arrays in smiles ; Thou bid'st the eve decline, Rejoicing o'er the hills. Soft suns ascend ; the mild wind blows; And beauty glows to earth's far end. 4 Thou mak'st the pasiure green ; Thou call'st the flocks abroad; The springing corn proclaims The footsteps of our God. Both bird and beast partake thy care, And happy share the gen'ral least. 5 Thy show'rs make soft the fields ; On ev'ry side, behold ! The rip'ning harvests wave Their loads of richest gold. The lab'rers sing with cheerful voice, And, blest, rejoice in Gud their King. 6 The thunder is his voice; His arrows blazing fires ; He glows in yonder sun, And smiles in starry choirs. The balmy breeze his breath perfumes ; His beauty blooms, in flow'rs and trees. 7 With life he clothes the spring ; The earth with summer warms ; PSALM LXVI. 113 He spreads th' autumnal feast, And rides in wintry storms. His gifts divine thro' all appear, And round the year his glories shine. PSALM 66. First Part. C. M. Almighty and gracious Providence, 1 ^ING, all ye nations, to the Lord, ^ Sing with a joyful noise ; With melody of sound record His honours, and your joys. 2 Say to the Pow'r that shakes the sky, " How terrible art thou ! " Sinners before thy presence f?j>, " Or at thy feet they bow." 3 He rules by his resistless might ; Will rebel mortals dare Provoke th' Eternal to the fight, And tempt that dreadful war ? I O bless our God, and never cease ; Ye saints, fulfil his praise ; He keeps our life, maintains our peace, And guides our doubtful ways. 5 Lord, thou hast prov'd our sufTring souls, To make our graces shine : So silver bears the burning coals, The metal to refine. 6 Thro' wat'ry deeps, and fiery ways, We march at thy command, Led, to possess the promis'd place, By thine unerring hand. PSALM 66. Second Part. C M. Praise to God for hearing prayer. I TVTOW shall my solemn vows be paid * ' To that Almighty pow'r, 114 PSALM LXVII. Who heard the long requests I made In my distressful hour. 2 My lips and cheerful heart prepare To make his mercies known ; Come, ye that fear my God, and hear The wonders, he hath done. 3 When on my hend huge sorrows fell, I sought his heav'nly aid ; He sav'd my sinking soul from hell, And death's eternal shade. 4 If sin lay cover'd in my heart, While pray'r employ'd my tongue, The Lord had shown me no regard, Nor I his praises sung. 5 But God (his name be ever blest) Hath set my spirit free ; Nor turn'd from him my poor request, Nor turn'd his heart from me. PSALM 67. C. M. The prosperity of the nation, and increase of the church. 1 ^JHINE on our land, Jehovah, shine, ^ With beams of heav'nly grace ! Reveal thy pow'r thro' all our coasts, And show thy smiling face. 2 Here fix thy throne exalted high, And, here, our glory stand : And, like a wall of guardian fire, Surround thy fav'rite land. 3 When shall thy name from shore to shore Sound all the earth abroad, And distant nations know and love Their Saviour and their God ! 4 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands, Sing loud, with solemn voice ; PSALM LXVIII. 115 Lei lliankful tongues exalt his praise, And thankful hearts rejoice. ft He, the great Lord, the sov'reign Judge, That sits enthron'd above, Wiselj* comma i>ds the worlds, he made, In justice and in love. 6 Earth shall confess her Maker's hand, And yield a full increase : Our God will crown his chosen land With fruitfulness and peace. 7 God, the Redeemer, scatters round His choicest favours here ; While the creation's utmost bound Shall see, adore, and fear. PSALM 68. First Part. L. M. Majesty and compassion of God. I X ET God arise in all his might, -*-^ And put the troops of hell to flight : As smoke, that sought to cloud the skies, Before the rising tempest flics. 8 He rides and thunders thro' the sky ; His name Jehovah sounds on high ; Sing to his name, ye sons of grace : Ye saints, rejoice before his face. 3 The widow and the fatherless Fly to his aid in sharp distress ; In him, the poor and helpless find A Judge, that's just, a Father kind. 4 He breaks the captive's heavy chain, And pris'ners see the light again ; But rebels, that dispute his will, Shall dwell in chains and darkness still. 5 Kingdoms and thrones to God belong ; Crown him, ye nations, in your song : 116 PSALM LXVI1I. His woncTrous names and pow'rs rehearse j His honours shall enrich your verse. 6 He shakes the heav'ns with loud alarms ; How terrible is God in arms ! In Israel are his mercies known, Israel is his peculiar throne. 7 Proclaim him King, pronounce him blest* He's your defence, your joy, your rest : When terrors rise, and nations faint, God is the strength of ev'ry saint. PSALM 6§. Second Part. L. M. The ascension of Christ, and the gift of the Spirit, 1 T OilD, when thou didst ascend on high, ■■-^ Ten thousand angels fill'd the sky : Those heav'nly guards around thee wait, Like chariots, that attend thy state. 2 Not Sinai's mountain could appear More glorious when the Lord was there ; While he pronounc'd his dreadful law, And struck the chosen tribes with awe. 3 How bright the triumph none can tell, When the rebellious pow'rs of hell, That thousand souls have captive made, Were all in chains like captives led. 4 Rais'd by his Father to the throne, He sent the promis'd Spirit down, With gifts and grace for rebel men, That God might dwell on earth again. PSALM €8. Third Part. L. M. Common and special mercies acknowledged. I ~VM/"E bless the Lord, the just, the good, * * Who fills our hearts with joy and food ; Who pours his blessings from the skies, And loads our daj's with rich supplies. PSALM LXIX. 117 S He sends the sun his circuit round, To cheer the fruits, to warm the ground ; He bids the clouds, with plenteous rain, Refresh the thirsty earth again. 3 'Tis to his care we owe our breath, And all our near escapes from death : Safety and health to God belong, He heals the weak and guards the strong 4 He makes the saint and sinner prove The common blessings of his love : But the wide diff'rence that remains^ Is endless joy, and endless pains. 5 The Lord, that bruis'd the serpent's head, On all the serpent's seed shall tread : The stubborn sinner's hope confound, And smite him with a lasting wound. S But his right hand his saints shall raise From the deep earth, or deeper seas ; And bring them to his courts above : There shall they taste his special love. PSALM G9. First Part. L. M Christ's passion. 1 TT|EEP in our hearts let us record *-* The deeper sorrows of our Lord , Behold ! the rising billows roll, To overwhelm his holy soul. 2 In long complaints he spends his breath While hosts of hell, and pow'rs of death And all the sons of malice join To execute their curs'd design. 3 Yet, gracious God, thy pow'r and love Have made the curse a blessing prove : Those dreadful suff'rings of thy Son Aton'd for sins which we had done. 118 PSALM LX1X. 4 The pangs of ov\r expiring Lord The honours of thy law restor'd : His sorrows made thy justice known, And paid for foliies, not his own. 5 O for his sake our guilt forgive, And let the mourning sinner live ! The Lord will hear us in his name, Nor shall our hope be turn'd to shame. PSALM 69. Second Part. L. M. The sufferings and zeal of Cfaist. 1 'HTIWAS for my sake, eternal God, •*- Thy Son sustain'd that heavy load Of base reproach, and sore disgrace ; And shame dcfil'd his sacred face. 2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin, Abus'd the man that check'd. their sin ; While he fulfill'd thy holy laws, They hate him, but without a cause. 3 " My Father's house," said he, " was madr " A place for worship, not for trade :" Then scatt'ring all their gold and brass, He scourg'd the merchants from the place. 4 Zeal for the temple of his God Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood ; Reproaches, at thy glory thrown, He felt, and mourn'd them as his own. 5 His friends forsook, his follow'rs fled, While foes and arms surround his head ; They curse him with a sland'rous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong. 6 His life they load with ha'eful lies-, And charge his lips with blasphemies : They nail him to the shameful tree : There hung my Lord, who died for me. PSALM LXIX. 119 7 Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones. Insult his piety and groans ; Gall was the food they gave him there, And mock'd his thirst with vinegar. 8 But God beheld ; and from his throne Mark'd out the men that hate his Son : The hand that rais'd him from the dead, Shall pour due vengeance on their head. PSALM 69. Third Part. C. M. Praise for the obedience and death of Ckritt 1 "FEATHER, I sing thy wond'rous grace -*- I bless my Saviour's name ; He bought salvation for the poor, And bore the sinner's shame. 2 His deep distress hath rais'd us high : His duty and his zeal Fulfill'd the law, which mortals broke, And finish'd all thy will. 3 His dying groans, his living songs Shall better please my God, Than harp's or trumpet's solemn sound, Than goat's or bullock's blood. 4 This shall his humble follovv'rs see, And set their hearts at rest: They, by his death, draw near to thee. And live for ever blest. 5 Let heav'n and all that dwell on high, To God their voices raise; While lands and seas assist the sky, And join t' advance the praise. 6 Zion is thine, most holy God: Thy Son shall bless her gatea : And glory, purchas'd by his blood, For thine own Israel waits. 120 PSALM LXX, LXXI. PSALM 70 L. M. A prayer of the church for the presence of Christ 1 f~\ THOU, whose hands the kingdoms sway; ^-* Whom earth, and hell, and hcav'n obey ; To help thy chosen sons appear, And show thy pow'r and glory here ! 2 While stupid wretches, sunk in sleep, Slide onward to the fiery deep, To sense, and sin and madness giv'n, Believe no hell, and wish no heav'n ; 3 While fools deride, while foes oppress, And Zion mourns in deep distress ; Her friends withdraw, her foes grow bold ; Truth fails, and love is waxen cold. 4 O haste, with ev'ry gift inspir'd, With glory, truth, and grace attir'd, Thou Star of heav'n's eternal morn ; Thou Sun, whom beams divine adorn ! 5 Assert the honour of thy name ; O'erwhelm thy foes with fear and shame ; Then, send thy spirit from above, And change their enmity to love. 6 Saints shall be glad before thy face, And grow in faith, in truth, and grace : Thy church shall blossom in thy sight, Yield fruits of peace and pure delight. 7 O hither, then, thy footsteps bend ; Swift as a roe, from hills descend ; Mild as the sabbath's cheerful ray, Till life unfolds eternal day ! PSALM 71. First Part. C. M. The aged saint's reflection and hope 1 IVTY God, my everlasting hope, ■!■" I live upon thy truth ; PSALM LXXI. 121 Thy hands have held my childhood up, And strencrthen'd all my youth. 2 My flesh was fashion'd by thy pow'r, With all these limbs of mine ; And, from my mother's painful huur, I've been entirely thine. 3 Still hath my life new wonders seen Repeated ev'ry year ; Behold ! my days that yet remain, I trust them to thy care. 4 Cast me not off when strength declines, When hoary hairs arise ; And round me let thy glory shine, Whene'er thy servant dies. 5 Then in the hist'ry of my age, When men review my days, They'll read thy love in ev'ry page, In ev'ry line thy praise. PSALxM 71. Second Part. C. M. Christ our strength and righteousness. 1 "|VS*Y Saviour, my Almighty Friend, I'M. When I begin thy praise, Where will the growing numbers end, The numbers of thy grace ? 2 Thou art my everlasting trust, Thy goodness I adore ! And, since I knew thy graces first, I speak thy glories more. 3 My feet shall travel all the length Of the celestial road ; And march with courage in thy strength, To see my Father, God. 4 When I am fill'd with sore distress For some surprising sin, 6 122 PSALM LXXl. I'll plead thy perfect righteousness, And mention none but thine 5 How will my lips rejoice to tell The vict'ries of my King ! My soul, redeem'd from sin and hell, Shall thy salvation sing. 6 My tongue shall all the day proclaim My Saviour and my God ; His death hath brought my foes to shame , He sav'd me by his blood. 7 Awake, awake, my tuneful pow'rs, With this delightful song : I'll entertain the darkest hours, Nor think the season long. PSALM 71. Third Part. C. M. The aged Christian's prayer and song. 1 /"^ OD of my childhood, and my youth. " The Guide of all my days, I have declar'd thy heav'nly truth, And told thy wond'rous ways. 2 Wilt thou forsake my hoary hairs, And leave my fainting heart ? Who shall sustain my sinking years, If God, my strength, depait? 3 Let me thy pow'r and truth proclaim To the surviving age; And leave a savour of thy name, When I shall quit the stage. 4 The land of silence and of death Attends my next remove : O may these poor remains of breath Teach the wide world thy love ! 5 Thy righteousness is deep and high ; Unsearchable thy deeds : PSALM LXXII. 123 Thy glory spreads beyond the sky, And all my praise exceeds. 6 Oft have I heard thy threat'nings roar And oft endur'd the grief; But when thy hand has prest me sore, Thy grace was my relief. 7 By long experience have I known Thy sov'reign pow'r to save : At thy command, I venture down Securely to the grave. 8 When I lie buried deep in dust, My flesh shall be thy care : These with'ring limbs with thee I trust, To raise them strong and fair. PSALM 72. First Part. L. M. The kingdom of God. 1 /71 REAT God, whose universal sway ^-*" The known and unknown worlds obey Now give the kingdom to thy Son, Extend his pow'r, exalt his throne. 2 Thy sceptre well becomes his hands, All heav'n submits to his commands ; His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. i With pow'r he vindicates the just, And treads th' oppressor in the dust J His worship and his fear shall last, Till hours, and years, and time be past. 4 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall he send his influence down : His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heav'nly dew on thirsty hills. 5 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death, 124 PSALM LXXII. Revive at his first dawning light, And deserts blossom at the sight. 6 The saints shall flourish in his days, Drest in the robes of joy and praise : Peace, like a river, from his throne, Shall flow to nations yet unknown. PSALM 72. Second Part. L. M Universal reign of Christ. 1 TESUS shall reign, where'er the sun ** Does his successive journeys run : His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 For him shall endless pray'r be made, And praises circle round his head : His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice. 3 People and realms of cv'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 loose his chains; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5 Where he displays his healing pow'r, Death and the curse are known no mora In him the tribes of Adam" boast More blessings, than their father lost. 6 Let ev'ry creature rise, and bring Peculiar honours to our King : Angels descend with songs again, And earth reueut the loud Amen. PSAI/M LXXII, LXXIII. 125 PSALM 72. TJdrd Fart. C. M. The glory of Christ universal and perpetual 1 TW\ HE mem'ry of Christ's glorious name -*- Thro' endless years shall run ; His spotless fame shall shine as bright And lasting as the sun. 2 In him the nations of the world Shall be completely blest; And his imputed righteousness By ev'ry tongue confess'd. 3 Then bless'd be God, the mighty Lord, The God whom Israel fears ; Who only, wond'rous in his works, Beyond compare appears. 4 Let earth be with his glory fill'd ; For ever bless his name ; Whilst to his praise, the list'ning world Their glad assent proclaim. PSALM 73. First Part. S. M. The mystery of Providence unfolded [URE there's a righteous God, Nor is religion vain : Tho* men of vice may boast aloud, And men of grace complain. 2 I caw the wicked rise, And felt my heart repine ; While haughty fools, with scornful eyes, In robes of honour shine. 3 Pamper'd with wanton ease, Their flesh looks full and fair ; Their wealth rolls in like flowing seas, And grows without their care. 4 Free from the plagues and pains, That pious souls endure ; S1 '26 PSALM LXXIII. Thro' all their life oppression reigns, And racks the humble poor. & Their impious tongues blaspheme The everlasting God : Their malice blasts the good man's name And spreads their lies abroad. 6 But I with flowing tears Indulg'd my doubts to rise ; •Is there a God that sees or hears " The things below the skies ?" 7 The tumults of my thought Held me in hard suspense; Till to thy house my feet were brought, To learn thy justice thence. 8 Thy word with light and pow'r Did my mistake amend ; I view'd the sinners' life before, But here I learn'd their end. 9 On what a slipp'ry steep The thoughtless wretches go; And, O that dreadful fiery deep, That waits their fall below ! 10 Lord, at thy feet I bow, My thoughts no more repine ; I call my God my portion now, And all my pow'rs are thine. PSALM 73. Second Part. C. M God our portion here and hereafter. 1 £~*\ OD, my supporter, and my hope, ^-*~ My help for ever near ; Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair. 2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet, Thro' this dark wilderness; PSALM LXXIV. 127 Thy hand conduct me near thy seat, To dwell before thy face. 3 Were I in heav'n without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me ; And while this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee. 4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint ? God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of ev'ry saint. 5 Behold ! the sinners, that remove Far from thy presence, die : Not all the idol gods they love, Can save them when they cry. 6 But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy. PSALM 74. First Part. C. M. The church pleading under sore persecution* 1 "1^7" ILL God for ever cast us off ? » » His wrath for ever smoke Against the people of his love, His little chosen flock? 2 Think of the tribes so dearly bought With their Redeemer's blood ! Nor let thy Zion be forgot, Where once thy glory stood. 3 Lift up thy feet, and march in haste; Aloud our ruin calls : See what a wide and fearful waste Is made within thy walls. 4 Where once thy churches pray'd and sang, Thy foes profanely roar 128 PSALM LXXIV. Over thy gates their ensigns hang, Sad tokens of their pow'r. 5 How are the seats of worship broke ! They tear the buildings down : And he, that deals the heaviest stroke, Procures the chief renown. 6 With flames they threaten to destroy Thy children in their nest : u Come, let us burn at once," they cry " The temple and the priest." 7 And still to heighten our distress, Thy presence is withdrawn ; Thy wonted signs of pow'r and grace, Thy pow'r and grace are gone 8 No prophet speaks to calm our woes, The best, the wisest, mourn : And not a friend nor promise, shows The time of thy return. PSALM 74. Second Part. C M A Prayer of the church for deliverance froi* great afflictions. 1 XXOW long, eternal God, how long, -■"■■ Shall men of pride blaspheme ! Shall saints be made their endless song, And bear immortal shame ? 2 Is not the world of nature thine, The darkness and the day ? Didst thou not bid the morning shine, f And mark the sun his way ? 3 Hath not thy pow'r form'd ev'ry coast, And set the earth its bounds ; With summer's heat and winter's frost, In their perpetual rounds ? 4 And shall the sons of earth and dust That sacred pow'r blaspheme ? PSKLM LXXV. 29 Will not thy hand, that form'd them first, Avenge thine injur'd name ! 5 Think on the cov'nant thou hast made And all thy words of love ; Nor let the birds of prey invade, And vex thy mourning dove. 6 Our foes would triumph in our blood, And make our hope their jest; Plead thine own cause, Almighty God, And give thy children rest. PSALM T5. L. M. Praise for National Deliverance. 1 ^T^O thee, most high and holy God, •*- To thee our thankful hearts we raise ; Thy works declare thy name abroad, Thy wond'rous works demand our praise. 2 To slav'ry doom'd, thy chosen sons Beheld their foes triumphant rise : And sore opprest by earthly thrones, They sought the sovereign of the skies. 3 Twas then, great Gcd, with equal pow'r Arose thy vengeance and thy grace, To scourge their legions from the shore, And save the remnant of thy race. 1 Thy hand, that form'd the restless main, And rear'd the mountain's awful head, Bade raging seas their course restrain, And desert wilds receive their dead. 5 Such wonders never come by chance, Nor couid the wind such blessings blow: 'Tis God the Judge doth one advance, 'Tis God that lays another 1owt. 6 Let haughty tyrants sink their pride, Nor lift so high their scornful head 6* 30 PSALM LXXVI. But lay their impious thoughts aside, And own the empire God hath made. PSALM T6. C. M. The Church's security in God, 1 XN Judah, God of old was known ; -*- His name in Israel great ; In Salem stood his holy throne, And Zion was his seat. 2 What are the earth's wide kingdoms eise, Than mighty hills of prey ? The hill, on which Jehovah dwells, More glorious is than they. 3 Twas Zion's king, who stopt the breath Of captains, and their hosts : The men of might slept fast in death ; And vain were all their boasts. 4 At thy rebuke, O Jacob's God, Both horse and chariot fell ; Who knows the terrors of thy rod ! Thy vengeance who can tell ! 5 When God in his own sov'reign ways Comes down to save th' opprest ; The wrath of man shall work his praise, And he'll restrain the rest. 6 Vow to the Lord, and tribute bring, Ye princes, fear his frown ; His terror shakes the proudest king, And cuts an army down 7 The thunder of his sharp rebuke Our haughty foes shall feel : The God of Jacob ne'er forsook, But dwells in Zion still. iTo PSALM LXXVII. 131 PSALM 77. First Part. C. M. Melancholy rebuked. O God I cried with mournful voice, sought his gracious ear : In the sad hour when troubles rose, And fill'd my heart with fear. 2 Gloomy my days, and dark my nights ; My soul refus'd relief: I thought on God, the just and wise, But thoughts increas'd my grief. 3 Still I complain'd, and, still opprest, My heart began to break ; My God, thy wrath forbade my rest, And kept my eyes awake. 4 My overwhelming sorrows grew, Till I could speak no more ; Then I within myself withdrew, And call'd thy judgments o'er. 5 I call'd back years and ancient times. When I beheld thy face ; My spirit search'd for secret crimes, That might withhold thy grace. 6 I call'd thy mercies to my mind, Which I enjoy'd before ; And will the Lord no more be kind ? His face appear no more ? 7 Will he for ever cast me off? And will his promise fail ? Hath he forgot his tender love ? Shall anger still prevail ? 6 But we forbid this hopeless thought, This dark, despairing frame ; Rememb'ring what thy hand hath wrought, Thy hand is still the same. 132 PSALM LXXVIL 9 I'll thmk again of all thy ways, And talk thy wonders o'er, Thy wonders of recov'ring grace, When flesh could hope no more. JO Grace dwells with justice on the throne; And men, that love thy word, Have in thy sanctuary known The counsels of the Lord. PSALM 77. Second Part. C. M. Providence towards ancient Israel improved. 1 " XTOW awful is thy chast'ning rod !" ■*■•*■ (May thy own children say) " The great, the wise, the dreadful God, " How holy is his way !" 2 I'll meditate his works of old, The King that reigns above : I'll hear his ancient wonders told, And learn to trust his love. 3 Long did the house of Jacob lie With Egypt's yoke opprest : Long he delay'd to hear their cry, Nor gave his people rest. 4 Israel, his people and his sheep, Must follow where he calls: He bids them venture thro' the deep, And makes the waves their walls. 5 The waters saw thee, mighty God ! The waters saw thee come ; Backward they fled, and lrighted stood, To make thine armies room. 6 Strange was thy journey thro' the sea, Thy footsteps, Lord, unknown : Terrors attend thy wond'rous way, That brings toy mercies down, PSALM LXXVIII. 133 f He gd\e them water from the rock , And safe by Moses' hand, Thro' a dry desert led his flock Home to the promis'd land. PSALM 7§. First Part. C. M. Children instructed by the Providence of God. 1 T ET children hear the mighty deeds, ■*-* Which God perform'd of old, Which in our younger years we saw, And which our fathers told. 2 He bids us make his glories known : His works of pow'r and grace: And we'll convey his wonders down Thro' ev'ry rising race. »' Our lips shall tell them to our sons, And they again to theirs ; That generations yet unborn May teach them to their heirs. I Thus shall they learn in God alone Their hope securely stands ; That they may ne'er forget his work«, But practise his commands,. PSALM 78. Second Part. C. M. Sins and chastisements of Israel improved. 1 4 \ WHAT a stiff, rebellious house ^-^ Was Jacob's ancient race ! False to their own most solemn vows, And to their Maker's grace. 2 They broke the cov'nant of his love, And did his laws despise ; Forgot the works he wrought, to prove His pow'r before their eyes. S They saw the plagues on Egypt light, From his avenging hand : 134 PSALM LXXVIII. What dreadful tokens of his might Spread o'er the stubborn land ! 4 They saw him cleave the mighty sea, And march'd in safety through, With wat'ry walls to guard their way, Till they had 'scap'd the foe. 5 A wond'rous pillar mark'd the roadi Compos'd of shade and light ; By day it prov'd a shelt'ring cloud, A leading fire by night. 6 He from the rock their thirst supplied ; The gushing waters fell ; And ran in rivers by their side, A constant miracle. 7 Yet they provok'd the Lord most high, And dar'd distrust his hand : 44 Can he with bread our host supply " Amidst this desert land ?" 8 The Lord with indignation heard, And caus'd his wrath to flame : His terrors ever stand prepar'd To vindicate his name. PSALM *§. Third Part. C. M. Abuse of temporal mercies followed by chastisement. 1 "ITf/'HEN Israel sinn'd, the Lord reprov'd, » » And fiil'd their hearts with dread ; Yet he forgave the tribes he lov'd, And sent them heav'nly bread. 2 He fed them with a lib'ral hand, And made his treasures known; He gave the midnight clouds command To pour provision down. 3 The manna, like a morning show'r, Lay thick around their feet: PSALM LXXIX. 135 The corn of heav'n, so light, so pure, As tho' 'twere angel's meat. 4 But they in murm'ring language said, " Manna is all our feast : " We loathe this light, this airy bread ; " We must have flesh to taste." 5 " Ye shall have flesh to please your last," The Lord in wrath replied ; And sent them quails, like sand or dust, Heap'd up from side to side. 6 He gave them all their own desire ; And, greedy as they fed, His vengeance burnt with secret fire, And smote the rebels dead. 7 When some were slain, the rest return'd, And sought the Lord with tears ; Under the rod they fear'd and mourn'd, But soon forgot their fears. I Oil he chastis'd, and still forgave : Till, by his gracious hand, The nation, he resolv'd to save, Possess'd the promis'd land. PSALM 79. L. M. The Church pleading under sore persecution. 1 "OEHOLD! O God, what cruel foes, ■■-* Thy peaceful heritage invade : Thy holy temple stands defil'd ; In dust thy sacred walls are laid. 2 Wide o'er the valleys, dreneh'd in blood, Thy people fall'n in death remain : The fowls of heav'n their flesh devour ; And savage beasts divide the slain. 3 Th' insulting foes with impious rage, Reproach thy children to their face : 136 TSALM LXXX. M Where is your God of boasted pow'r, " And where the promise of his grace 7" 4 Deep from the prison's horrid gloom, O ! hear the mournful captive sigh ; And let thy sov'reign pow'r reprieve The trembling souls condemn'd to die. 5 Let those who dar'd t' insult thy reign, Return dismay'd with endless shame; While heathens, who thy grace despise, Shall from thy vengeance learn thy name. 6 So shall thy children, freed from death, Eternal songs of honour raise ; And ev'ry future age shall tell Thy sov'reign pow'r and pard'ning grace. PSALM §0. First Fart. L. M. The prayers of the church under desertion^ 1 f* RE AT Shepherd of thine Israel, ^-"" Who didst between the cherubs dwell And lead the tribes, thy chosen sheep, Safe thro' the desert and the deep. 2 Thy church is in the desert now, Shine fiom on high, and guide us through Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd and sigh no more. 3 Great God, whom heav'nly hosts obev, How long shall we lament and pray, And wait in vain thy kind return ? How long shall thy fierce anger burn ? 4 Instead of wine and cheerful bread, Thy saints with their own tears are fed : Turn us to thee, thy love restore, We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. , PSALM LXXX. 137 PSALM 80. Second Part. L. M. Seeking the revival of the Church. 1 T ORD, thou hast planted with thy hands -■-^ A lovely vine in heathen lands ; Thy pow'r defended it around, And heav'nly dews enrich'd the ground. 2 How did the spreading branches shoot, And bless the nations with the fruit ! But now, dear Lord, look down and see Thy mourning vine, that lovely tree. 3 Why is its beauty thus defac'd ? Why hast thou laid her fences waste? Strangers and foes against her join, And ev'ry beast devours thy vine. i Return, Almighty God, return ; Nor let thy bleeding vineyard mourn : Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. PSALM §0. Third Part. L. M. Christ, the defender of his church. 1 X ORD, when thy vine in Canaan grew -*-^ Thou wast its strength and glory tor Attack'd in vain by all its foes, Till the fair branch of promise rose. 2 Fair Branch, ordain'd of old to shoot From David's stock, from Jacob's root Himself a noble Vine, and we The lesser branches of the Tree. 3 'Tis thy own Son ; and he shall stand, Girt with thy strength, at thy right hai Th' eternal Son, enthron'd and blest, To give his surfering people rest. 4 0! for his sake attend our cry, Shine on thy churches, lest they die : 138 PSALM LXXXI, LXXXII. Turn us to thee, thy love restore ; We shall be sav'd, and sigh no more. PSALM 81. S. M. Christian fidelity urged. 1 ^NG to the Lord aloud, ^ And make a joyful noise: God is our strength, our Saviour God; Let Israel hear his voice. 2 " From vile idolatry " Preserve my worship clean ; "I am the Lord, who set thee free "From slavery and sin. 3 "Stretch thy desires abroad, " And I'll supply them well ; ■ But if ye will refuse your God, " If Israel will rebel, 4 " I'll leave them," saith the Lord, " To Lheir own lusts a prey, "And let theM run the dang'rous road, "'Tis th»fir own chosen way. 5 " Yet O, that all my saints "Would hearken to my voice! "Soon would I ease their sore complaints, "And bid their hearts rejoice. 6 " While I destroy'd their foes, " I'd richly feed my flock, ** And they should taste the stream, that rlows "From their eternal Rock." PSALM 82. L. M. God the supreme ruler ; and magistrates warned. 1 A MONG th' assemblies of the great, ■**■ A greater Ruler takes his seat ; The God of heav'n, as Judge, surveys Those gods on earth, and all their ways. PSALM LXXXIII. 139 2 Why will ye then frame wicked laws ? Or why support th' unrighteous cause ? When will ye once defend the poor, That sinners vex the saints no more ? 3 They know not, Lord, nor will they know ; Dark are the ways in which they go : Their name of earthly gods is vain : For they shall fall, and die like men. 4 Arise, O Lord, and let thy Son Possess his universal throne ; And rule the nations with his rod : He is our Judge, and he our God. PSALM 83. S. M. The prayer of the church against persecutors, 1 4 ND will the God of grace •**• Perpetual silence keep? The God of justice hold his peace, And let his vengeance sleep? 2 Behold what cursed snares The men of mischief spread ! The men, that hate thy saints and thee, Lift up their threat'ning head. 3 Against thy hidden ones Their counsels they employ ; And malice, with her watchful eye, Pursues them to destroy. 4 "Come, let us join," they cry, " To root them from the ground ; •« Till not the name of saints remain, "Nor mem'ry shall be found." 5 Awake, almighty God ! And call thy wrath to mind : Give them like forests to the fire, Or stubble to the wind. 140 PSALM LXXXIV. 6 Convince their madness, Lord, And make them seek thy name Or else their stubborn rage confound, That they may die in shame. 7 Then shall the nations know- That glorious dreadful word : Jehovah is thy name alone, And thou the sov'reign Lord. PSALM §4. First Part. L. M The pleasure of public worship. 1 XXOW pleasant, how divinely fair, M.M. O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are With long desire my spirit faints To meet th' assemblies of thy saints. 2 My flesh would rest in thine abode, My panting heart cries out for God ; My God, my King, why should I be So far from all my joys, and thee ? 3 The sparrow chooses where to rest, And for her young provides her nest ; But will my God to sparrows grant That pleasure which his children want ? 4 Blest are the saints who sit on high, Around thy throne of majesty ; Thy brightest glories shine above, And all their work is praise and love. 5 Blest are the souls that find a place Within the temple of thy grace : There they behold thy gentler raj^s, And seek thy face, and learn thy praise. b Blest are the men whose hearts are set To find tlie way to Zion's gate : God is their strength, and thro' the road They lean upon their helper, God. PSALM LXXX1V. 141 7 Cheerful they walk with growing strength, Till all shall meet in heav'n at length ; Till all before thy face appear, And join in nobler worship there. PSALM §4. Second Part. L. M. Grace and glory. 1 j~l REAT God attend, while Zion sings ^J^ The joy, that from thy presence springs : To spend one day, with thee on earth, Exceeds a thousand days of mirth. 2 Might I enjoy the meanest place Within thy house, O God of grace ; Not tents of ease, nor thrones of pow'r Should tempt my feet to leave thy door. 3 God is our sun, he makes our day ; God is our shield, he guards our way From all th' assaults of hell and sin ; From foes without and foes within. 4 All needful grace God will bestow, And crown that grace with glory too He gives us all things, and withholds No real good from upright souls. 5 O God, our King, thy sov'reign sway, The glorious hosts of heav'n obey ; And devils at thy presence flee : Blest is the man that trusts in thee ! PSALM §4. Third Part. P. M Longing for the house oj God. 1 ~B~ ORD of the worlds above, -*-* How pleasant and how fair, The dwellings of thy love, Thine earthly temples are ! To thine abode my heart aspires, With warm desires to see my God 142 PSALM LXXXIV. The sparrow for her young1 With pleasure seeks a nest, And wand'ring swallows long To find their wonted rest : My spirit faints with equal zeal, To rise and dwell among thy saints. 3 O happy souls that pray Where God appoints to hear! O happy men that pay Their constant service there ! They praise thee still; and happy they That love the way to Zion's hill. 4 They go from strength to strength, Thro' this dark vale of tears ; Till each arrives at length; Till each in heav'n appears. O glorious seat, when God our King Shall thither bring our willing feet! 5 To spend one sacred day, Where God and saints abide, Affords diviner joy, Than thousand days beside : Where God resorts, I covet more To keep the door, than shine in court* 6 God is our sun and shield, Our light and our defence ; With gifts his hands are filPd ; We draw our blessings thence : He shall bestow on Jacob's race Peculiar grace, and glory too. 7 The Lord his people loves ; His hand no good withholds From those his heart approves ,' From pure and pious souls. PSALM LXXXV. 143 Thrice happy he, O Gcd of hosts?, Whose spirit trusts alone in thee ! PSALM 85. First Part. L. M. The Spirit's influence acknowledged, and desired in greater measure. 1 T ORD, thou hast call'd thy grace to mind, ■*-* Thou hast revers'd our heavy doom : So God forgave when Israel sinn'd, And brought his wand'ring captives home. 2 Thou hast begun to set us free, And made thy fiercest wrath abate : Now let our hearts be turn'd to thee, And thy salvation be complete. 3 Revive our dying graces, Lord, And let thy saints in thee rejoice : Make known thy truth, fulfil thy word ; We wait for praise to tune our voice. 4 We wait to hear what God will say ; He'll speak, and give his people peace : But let them run no more astray, Lest his returning wrath increase. PSALM 85. Second Part. L. M. Salvation by Christ. 1 ^ALVATION is for ever nigh ^ The souls, that fear and trust the Lord ; And grace, descending from on high, Fresh hopes of glory shall afford. 2 Mercy and truth on earth are met, Since Christ the Lord came down from heav'a By his obedience so complete, Justice is pleas'd, and peace is giv'n. 3 Now truth and honour shall abound ; Religion dwell on earth again : And heav'nly influ'nee bless the ground, In our Redeemer's gentle reign. 144 PSALM LXXXV1. 4 His righteousness is gone before, To give us free access to God : Our wand'ring feet shall stray no more, But mark his steps, and keep the road. PSALM 86. First Part. C. M. ' Majesty and grace of God. 1 A MONG the princes, earthly gods, -^* There's none hath pow'r divine : Nor is their nature, mighty Lord ! Nor are their works like thine. 2 The nations, thou hast made, shall bring Their off 'rings round thy throne : For thou alone dost wond'rous things ; For thou art God alone. 3 Lord, I would walk with holy feet : Teach me thy heav'nly ways ; And my poor scatter'd thoughts unite In God my Father's praise. 4 Great is thy mercy, and my tongue Shall those sweet wonders tell ; How by thy grace my sinking soul Rose from the deeps of hell. PSALM 86. Second Part. L. M. Mourning over unbelief and pleading for the evidence* of an interest in Christ. 1 JESUS, my God, my All in all, ** Display thy pow'r, unveil thy face : Wilt thou not hear when sinners call ? Is not thy reign, a reign of grace ? 2 A thousand times my tongue hath said, " Bought with a price, I'm not my own ;" A thousand times my soul hath fled, And sought relief before thy throne. 3 But now I grope, as in the night ; I can't believe, and dare not trust ; PSALM LXXXVI1. 145 My patli is hedged, I see no light, My hopes are prostrate in the dust. 4 With fears that all experience past, Hath been delusive, false and vain, I dread, lest falling short at last, I never shall the prize obtain. 5 When to the cross I wish to fly, And see the blood of sprinkling flow ; To Sinai's mount, not Calvary, A legal spirit bids me go. 6 Striving to stretch my wither'd arms, I fain would give myself away ; But sins and guilt excite alarms, And check a near approach to thee. 7 O ! if already I've believ'd, If Christ and I indeed be one : Then prove thyself my Help and Shield Or, let the work be now begun. 8 Show me a token, Lord, for good, And let me know that I am thine ; Dispel my doubts, disperse the cloud, And on my soul benignant shine. 9 Now, let thy Spirit from above, Bear witness to my troubled heart ; Now shed abroad my Father's love, And filial confidence impart. 10 Then shall my foes, who hate me, see That God is faithful to his saints ; That he hath heard and helped me, And chang'd to praise my sad complaints. PSALM 87. L. M. The glory of the Church, and happiness of belonging to her. /"^ OD in his earthly temple lays ^~* Foundations for his heav'nly praise ; 7 146 PSALM LXXXVIII. lie likes the tents of Jacob well; But still in Zion loves to dwell. 2 His mercy visits ev'ry house, That pays its night and morning vows But makes a more delightful stay, Where ch arches meet to praise and pra/. 3 What glories were describ'd of old ! What wonders are of Zion told ! Thou city of our God below, Thy fame shall Tyre and Egypt know. 4 Egypt and Tyre, the Greek and Jew, Shall there begin their lives anew ; Angels and men shall join to sing The Hill, where living waters spring. 5 When God makes up his last account Of natives in his holy mount, 'Twill be an honour to appear, As one new born and nourish'd there. PSALM §8. First Part. L. M. Life the only accepted time. 1 T7S7HILE life prolongs its precious lighli * » Mercy is found and peace is giv'n . But soon, ah soon ! th' approaching night Shall blot out ev'ry hope of heav'n. 2 While God invites, how bless'd the day ! How sweet the gospel's charming sound! " Come, sinners, baste, O ! haste away, " While yet a pard'uing God he's found. 3 " In that lone land of deep despair, " No Sabbath's heav'nly light shall rise , 41 No God regard your bitter pray'r, 44 Nor Saviour call you to the skies " PSALM LXXXVIII. 147 TSALM 88. Second Fart. S. M, Sickness sanctified. 1 6JTRETCH'D on the bed of gikf, ^ In silence long I lay ; For sore disease and wasting pain Had worn my strength away. 2 How mourn'd my sinking soul The Sabbath's hours divine ; The day of grace, that precious day, Consum'd in sense, and sin ! 3 The work, the mighty work Of life, so long delay'd ; Repentance, yet to be begun, Upon a dying bed! 4 Then to the Lord I pray'd, And rais'd a bitter cry: ' Hear me, O God, and save my soul, " Lest I for ever die." 5 He heard my humble cry ; He sav'd my soul from death: To him I'll give my heart and hands, And consecrate my breath. 6 Ye sinners, fear the Lord, While yet 'tis call'd to-day ; Soon will the awful voice of death Command your souls away. PSALM 88. Third Part. L. M.) Resurrection and immortality. 1 £< HALL man, O God of light and life, ^-' For ever moulder in the grave ? Can'st thou forget thy glorious work, Thy promise, and thy pow'r to save ? 2 Cease, cease, ye vain desponding fears : When Christ, our Lord, from darkness sprang, 148 PSALM LXXXVI1I. Death, the last foe, was captive led, And heav'n with praise and wonder rang, 3 Him, the first fruits, his chosen sons Shall follow from the vanquish'd grave ; He mounts his throne, the King of kings, His church to quicken, and to save. 4 Faith sees the bright eternal doors Unfold, to make his children way : They shall be clothed with endless life, And shine in everlasting day. 5 The trump shall sound ; the dust awake ; From the cold tomb the slumb'rers spring ; Thro' heav'n with joy their myriads rise, And hail their Saviour and their King. PSALM §§. Fourth Part. L. M. A believer walking in darkness. 1 T ORD, in a day of pow'r divine -*~^ Thy grace prevail'd, and made me thine : To thee, my soul, when young. I gave, And trusted in thy pow'r to save. 2 But where remain ray joy and peace, Which, then I thought, would never cease ? If I am thine, how can it be, That comforts should for ever flee ? 3 Involv'd in glooms of darkest night, And banish'd from thy blissful sight, I seek thy face on ev'ry side ; But still the glooms of night abide. 4 Up from my youth, depriv'd of joy, Afflictions all my peace destroy ; Thy terrors oft distract my soul, And sorrows rise beyond control. 5 O ! turn thine hand, command relief, Restore my peace, assuage my grief. PSALM LXXXIX. 149 And let, of future rest, an heir, One drop of consolation share. PSALM §9. First Part. L. M. The covenant made with Christ. 1 T^OR ever shall my song record * The truth and mercy of the Lord ; Mercy and truth for ever stand, Like heav'n establish'd by his hand. 2 Thus to his Son he sware, and said, " With thee my cov'nant first was made ; " In thee shall dying sinners live ; " Glory and grace are thine to give. 3 " Be thou my Prophet, thou my Priest ; "Thy children shall be ever blest; " Thou art my chosen King ; thj throne "Shall stand eternal, like my own." 4 Now let the church rejoice, and sing Jesus her Saviour, and her King : Angels his heav'nly wonders show, And saints declare his works below. PSALM §9. Second Part. C. M. The faithfulness of God. 1 1V¥Y never-ceasing song shall show -!■"-■• The mercies of the Lord : And make succeeding ages know How faithful is his word. 2 The sacred truths his lips pronounce, Shall firm as heav'n endure ; And if he speaks a promise once, Th' eternal grace is sure. 3 How long the race of David held The promis'd Jewish throne! But there's a nobhr cov'nant sehTd To David's greater Son. 150 PSALM LXXXIX. 4 His seed for ever shall possess A throne abo^e the skies ; The meanest subject of his grace, Shall to thy glory rise. 5 Lord God of hosts, thy wond'rous ways Are sung by saints above ; And saints on earth their honours raise To thine unchanging love. PSALM 89. Third Fart. C. M The power and majesty of God. 1 "W^TlTH rev*rence let thy saints appear * ■ And bow before the Lord ; His high commands adoring hear, And tremble at his word. 2 How terrible thy glories be ! How bright thine armies shine ! Where is the pow'r that vies with thee ? Or truth compar'd with thine ? 3 The northern pole and southern rest On thy supporting hand; Darkness and day from east to west Move round at thy command. 4 Thy words the raging winds control, And rule the boist'rous deep : Thou mak'st the sleeping billows roll, The rolling billows sleep. 5 Heav'n, earth, and air, and sea are thine, And the dark world of hell ; How did thine arm in vengeance shine When Egypt durst rebel ! 6 Justice and judgment are thy throne, Yet wond'rous is thy grace; While truth and mercy, join'd in one Invite us near thy face. PSALM LXXXIX. 151 PSALM 89. Fourth Part. C M. The blessedness of knowing the gospel. 1 T>LEST are the souls that hear and know -*-* The gospel's joyful sound ; Peace shall attend the path they go, And light their steps surround. 2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up Thro' their Redeemer's name ; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor Satan dares condemn. 3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives ; Israel, thy King for ever reigns, Thy God for ever lives. PSALM 89. Fifth Part. C. M. Christ's mediatorial Kingdom. 1 XT EAR what the Lord in vision said, ■*-*■ And made his mercy known ; " Sinners, behold, your help is laid " On my almighty Son." 2 High shall he reign on David's throne, My people's better King ; My arm shall beat his rivals down, And still new subjects bring. 3 My truth shall guard him in his way, With mercy by his side ; While in my name thro' earth and sea He shall in triumph ride. 4 My cov'nant stands for ever fast, My promises are strong; Firm as the heav'ns his throne shall last, His seed endure as long. 152 PSALM LXXXIX. PSALM 89. Sixth Part. CM. The covenant of grace unchangeable* 1 ^ET (saith the Lord) if David's race, J- The children of my Son, • Should break my laws, abuse my grace, And tempt mine anger down ; 2 Their sins I'll visit with the rod, And make their folly smart ; But I'll not cease to be their God, Nor from my truth depart. 3 My cov'nant I will ne'er revoke, But keep my grace in mind ; And what eternal love hath spoke, Eternal truth shall bind. 4 Once have I sworn, (I need no more) And pledg'd my holiness; To seal my sacred promise sure To David and his race. 5 The sun shall see his offspring ris"1, And spread from sea to sea, Long as lie travels round the skies To give the nations day. 6 Sure as the moon that rules the night, His kingdom shall endure ; Till the fix'd laws of shade and light Shall be observ'd no more. PSALM §9. Seventh Part. L. M. Mortality and hope. A funeral psalm. 1 X> EM EMBER, Lord, our mortal state ; -"-V How frail our life, how short the date! Where is the man that draws his breath Safe from disease, secure from death ? 2 Lord, while we see whole nations die, Our flesh and sense repine, and cry, PSALM XC 15.1 " Must death for ever rage and reign ? " Or hast thou made mankind in vain ? 3 " Where is thy promise to the just ? " Are not thy servants turn'd to dust ? But faith forbids these mournful sighs, And sees the sleeping dust arise. 4 That glorious hour, that dreadful day, Wipes the reproach of saints away ; And clears the honour of thy word : Awake, our souls, and bless the Lord. PSALM 90. First Part. L. M. Man mortal and God eternal. A funeral psalm 1 FTIHRO' ev'ry age, eternal God ! 3- Thou art our rest, our safe abode ; High was thy throne, ere heav'n was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. M Long had'st thou reign'd ere time began, Or dust was fashion'd into man ; And long thy kingdom shall endure, When earth and time shall be no more. 3 But man, weak man, is. born to die, Made up of guilt and vanity : Thy dreadful .sentence, Lord, was just, " ileturn, ye sinners, to your dust.1' 4 A thousand of our years amount Scarce to a day in thine account Like yesterday's departed light, Or the last watch of ending night. 5 Death, like an overflowing stream, Sweeps us away : our life's a dream ; An empty tale ; a morning flow'r, Cut down and wither'd in an hour. 6 Our age to seventy years is set ; How short the term ! how frail the state 1 154 PSALM XC. And if to eighty we arrive, We rather sigh and groan, than live. 7 But oh ! how oft thy wrath appears, And cuts off our expected years ! Thy wrath awakes our humble dread : We fear the povv'r that strikes us dead. 8 Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man ; And kindly lengthen out our span ; Till faith, and love, and piety, Fit us to die, and dwell with thee. PSALM 90. Second Part. C. M Man frail, and God our refuge. 1 f|UR God, our help in ages past, ^J Our hope for years to come. Our shelter from the stormy blast, And our eternal home ! 2 Before the hills in order stood, Or earth receiv'd her frame, From everlasting thou art God, To endless years the same. 3 Time, like an ever-rolling stream, Bears all its sons away ; They fly, forgotten, as a dream Dies at the op'ning day. 4 Our God, our help in ages past, Our hope for years to come, Be thou our guard while troubles last, And our eternal home. PSALM 9©. ThiidPart. CM. Death the effect of sin — brevity of human life. 1 T ORD, if thine eyes survey our faults, J-^ And justice grow severe, Thy dreadful wrath exceeds our thoughts, And burns beyond our fear. PSALM XC. 155 2 Thine anger turns our frame to dust ; By one offence to thee, Adam and all his sons have lost Their immortality. 3 Life, like a vain amusement, flies, A fable or a song : By swift degrees our nature dies, Nor can our joys be long. 4 'Tis but a few, whose days amount To three score years and ten ; And all, beyond that short account, Is sorrow, toil, and pain. 5 Almighty God, reveal thy love, And not thy wrath alone : O let our sweet experience prove The mercies of thy throne ! PSALM 90. Fourth Part. C. M. Breathing after Heaven. 1 "O ETURN, O God of love, return ; -*-•■' Earth is a tiresome place : How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face ? 2 Let heav'n succeed our painful years, Let sin and sorrow cease ; And, in proportion to our tears, So make our joys increase. 3 Thy wonders to thy servants show, Make thine own work complete ; Then shall our souls thy glory know, And own thy love was great. 4 Then shall we shine before thy throne, In all thy beauty, Lord ; And, the poor service, we have done Meet a divine reward. .56 PSALM XCI. PSALM 91. First Part. L. M. Safety in public diseases and dangers 1 TLTE, that hath made his refuge God, J*^-*- Shall find a most secure abode ; Shall walk all day beneath his shade, And there at night shall rest his head. 2 Then will I say, " My God, thy pow'r 41 Shall be my fortress and my tow'r : " I, that am form'd of feeble dust, " Make thine almighty arm my trust.'' 3 Thrice happy man ! thy Maker's care Shall keep thee from the fowler's snare, Satan, the tempter, who betrays Unguarded souls a thousand ways. 4 Just as a hen protects her brood From birds of prey, that seek tfeeir blood. Under her feathers ; so the lord Makes his own arm his people's guard. 5 If burning beams of noon conspire To dart a pestilential fire, God is their life : his Winn's are spread To shield them, with an healthful shade. 6 If vapours with malignant breath Rise thick, and scatter midnight death, Israel is safe : the poison'd air Grows pure, if Israel's God be there. 7 What tho' a thousand at thy side, At thy right hand ten thousand died ; Thy God his chosen people saves Among the dead, amid the graves. 8 But if the fire, or plague, or swerd, Receive commission from the Lord, To strike his saints among the rest ; Their very pains and deaths are blest PSALM XCI. 157 9 The sword, the pestilence, or fire, Shall but fulfil their best desire: From sins and sorrows set them free, And bring thy children, Lord, to thee. PSALM 91. Second Part. C. M. Tlie same. 1 "V7"E sons of men, a feeble race, -*- Expos'd to ev'ry snare, Come, make the Lord your dwelling-place, And try, and trust his care. 2 No ill shall enter where you dwell ; Or if the plague come nigh, And sweep the wicked down to hell, 'Twill raise his saints on high. D Ile'il give his angels charge to keep Your feet in all their ways ; To watch your pillow, while you sleep, And guard your happy days. 4 Their hands shall bear you, lest you fall, And dash against the stones : Are they not servants at his call, And sent t' attend his sons ? 5 Adders and lions ye shall tread ; The tempter's wiles defeat : For he that broke the serpent's head Puts him beneath your feet. 6 "Because on me they set their love, " I'll save them ; (saith the Lord) " I'll bear their joyful souls above M Destruction, and the sword. ' ' My grace shall answer when they call ; " In trouble I'll be nigh : ' My pow'r shall help them when they fall, " And raise them when they die. 158 PSALM XC1I. & " Those that on earth my name have known, " I'll honour them in heav'n ; " There my salvation shall be shown, " And endless life be giv'n." PSALM 92. First Part. L. M. A psalm for the Lord's day. 1 ^WEET is the work, my God, my King, ^ To praise thy name, give thanks and sing To show thy love by morning light, And talk of all thy truth at night. 2 Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mcrtal care shall seize my breast: O ! may my heart in tune be found, Like David's harp of solemn sound. 3 My heart shall triumph in my Lord, And bless his works, and bless his word : Thy works of grace, how bright they shine.' How deep thy counsels ! how divine ! 4 Fools never raise their thoughts so high ; Like brutes they live, like brutes they die : Like grass they flourish, till thy breath Blasts them in everlasting death. 5 But I shall share a glorious part, When grace hath well refin'd my heart ; And fresh supplies of joy are shed, Like holy oil, to cheer my head. 6 Sin (my worst enemy before) Shall vex my eyes and ears no more ; My inward foes shall all be slain ; Nor Satan break my peace again. 7 Then shall I see, and hear, and know All I desir'd or wish'd below : And ev'ry pow'r find sweet employ In that eternal world of joy. PSALM XCII, XCIII. 159 PSALM 92. Second Part. L. M. Aged Saints, i T ORD, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand -■-^ In gardens planted by thy hand : Let me within thy courts be seen, Like a young cedar fresh and green. 2 There grow thy saints in faith and love, Blest with thine influ'nce from above ; Not Lebanon with all its trees Yields such a comely sight as these. 3 The plants of grace shall ever live ; Nature decays, but grace must thrive ; Time, that doth all things else impair, Still makes them flourish strong and fair 4 Laden with fruits of age, they show The Lord is holy, just and true ; None, that attend his gates, shall find A God unfaithful or unkind. PSALM 93. L. M. Eternity and dominion of God. 1 TEIIOVAH reigns: He dwells in light, ■* Girded with majesty and might: The world, created by his hands, Still on its first foundation stands. 2 But ere this spacious world was made, Or had its first foundation laid ; Thy throne eternal ages stood, Thyself the ever-living God. 3 Like floods the angry nations rise, And aim their rage against the skies ; Vain floods, that aim their rage so high At thy rebuke the billows die. 4 For ever shall thy throne endure ; Thy promise stands for ever sure ■ I GO PSALM XCIV. And everlasting holiness Becomes the dwellings of thy grace. PSALM 94. First Part. C. M. Sinners threatened — Saints chastised 1 (~\ GOD, to whom revenge belongs, ^-* Proclaim thy wrath aloud • Let sov'reign pow'r redress our wrongs, Let justice smite the proud. 2 They say, " The Lord nor sees nor hears :* When will the fools be wise ? Can he be deaf, who form'd their ears? Or blind, who made their eyes ? 3 He knows their impious thoughts are vain- And they shall feel his pow'r : His wrath shall pierce their souls with pain, In some surprising hour. 4 But if thy saints deserve rebuke, Thou hast a gentler rod ; Thy providences and thy book Shall make them know their God. 5 Blest is the man, thy hands chastise, And to his duty draw : Thy chast'nings make thy children wise, When they forget thy law. 6 But God will ne'er cast off his saints, Nor his own promise break ; He pardons his inheritance For their Redeemer's sake. PSALM 94. Second Part C. M. God our support and comfort. 1 \^THO will arise and plead my right » » Against my num'rous foes ; While eaith and hell their force unite, And all my hopes opoose 1 PSALM XCV. 161 2 Had not the Lord, my rock, my help, Sustain'd my fainting head, My life had now in silence dwelt ; My soul among the dead. 3 "Alas, my sliding feet!" I cried, Thy promise was my prop : Thy grace stood constant by my side, Thy spirit bore me up. 4 While multitudes of mournful thoughts Within my bosom roll ; Thy boundless love forgives my faults, Thy comforts cheer my soul. 5 Pow'rs of iniquity may rise, And frame pernicious laws ; But God, my refuge, rules the skies ; He will defend my cause. 6 Let malice vent her rage aloud, Let bold blasphemers scoff: The Lord our God shall judge the proud, And cut the sinners off. PSALM 95. First Part. C. M. Introductory psalm. 1 ^ ING to the Lord Jehovah's name, ^ And in his strength rejoice : When his salvation is our theme, Exalted be our voice. 2 With thanks approach his awful sight, And psalms of honour sing : The Lord's a God of boundless might, The whole creation's King. 3 Let princes hear, let angels know, How mean their natures seem, Those gods on high, and gods below, When once compar'd with him. 162 PSALM XCV. 4 Earth, with its caverns dark and deep, Lies in his spacious hand ; He fix'd the seas, what bounds to keep, And where the hills must stand. 5 Come, and with humble souls adore, Come, kneel before his face ; O ! may the creatures of his pow'r Be children of his grace ! 6 Now is the time : he bends his ear, And waits for your request : Come, lest he rouse his wrath, and swear, " Ye shall not see my rest." PSALM 95. Second Part. S. M. A call to delaying sinners. 1 /~10ME, sound his praise abroad, ^-^ And hymns of glory sing : Jehovah is the sov'reign God, The universal King. 2 He form'd the deeps unknown ; He gave the seas their bound ; The wat'ry worlds are all his own, And all the solid ground. 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. 4 To-day attend his voice, Nor dare provoke his rod; Come, like the people of his choice, And own your gracious God. 5 But if your ears refuse The language of his grace ; And hearts grow hard like stubborn -fews, That unbelieving race ■ PSALM XCV, XCVI. 163 6 The Lord in vengeance drest, Will lift his hand and swear ; 1 Ye that despise my promis'd rest, " Shall have no portion there." PSALM 95. Third Part. L. M. A call to delaying sinners. 1 /""10ME, let our souls address the Lord, ^-^ Who fram'd our natures with his word : He is our shepherd ; we the sheep, His mercy chose, his pastures keep. 2 Come, let us hear his voice to-day, The counsels of his love obey ; Nor let our harden'd hearts renew The sins and plagues that Israel knew. ? Seize the kind promise, while it waits, And march to Zion's heav'nly gates ; Believe, and take the promis'd rest : Obey, and be for ever blest. PSALM 96. First Part. C. M. The first and second coming of Christ. 1 CING to the Lord, ye distant lands, ^ Ye tribes of ev'ry tongue ; His rich display of grace demands A new and nobler song. 2 Say to the nations, Jesus reigns, God's own almighty Son : His pow'r the sinking world sustains, His grace surrounds his throne. 3 Let heav'n proclaim the joyful day ; Joy thro' the earth be seen : Let cities shine in bright array And fields in cheerful green. 4 Let an unusual joy surprise The islands of the sea : 164 PSALM XCVI, XCVII. Ye mountains, sink ; ye valleys, rise ; Prepare the Lord his way. 5 Behold he conies ! he comes to bless The nations as their God : To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. 6 But when his voice shall raise the dead, And bid the world draw near , How will the guilty nations dread, To see their Judge appear ! PSALM 96. Second Part. P. M. Universal acknowledgment of God. \ npHE heathen know thy ghry, Lord ; -*- The wond'ring nations read thy word ; In these far clinics Jehovah's known : Our worship shall no more be paid To gods which mortal hands have made ; Our Maker is our God alone. 2 He fram'd the globe, he built, the sky ; He made the shining worlds on high ; And reigns complete in glory there : His beams are majesty and light ; His beauties, how divinely bright ! His temple, how divinely fair ! 3 Come, the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving pow'r, And barb'rous nations fear his name • Then shall the race of man .confess The beauty of his holiness ; And in his courts his grace proclaim. PSALM 97. First Part. L. M. Christ reigning, and coming to judgment. 1 TIE reigns ; the Lord, the Saviour reigns ! -H Praise him ir evangelic strains : PSALM XCVII. Ib5 Let the whole earth in songs rejoice, And distant islands join their voice. 2 Deep are his counsels and unknown ; But grace and truth support his throne : Tho' gloomy clouds his way surround, Justice is their eternal ground. 3 In rohes of Judgment, lo, he comes, Shakes the wide earth, and cleaves the tombs • Before him burns devouring fire ; The mountains melt, the seas retire. 4 His enemies, with sore dismay, Fly from the sight, and shun the day : Then lift your heads, ye saints, on high, And sing, for your redemption's nigh. PSALM 97. Second Part. L. M. Christ adored by angels. I rElHE Lord is come ; the hcav'ns proclaim -*- His birth ; the nations learn his name: An unknown star directs the road Of eastern sages to their Gud. 9 All ye bright armies of the skies, Go, worship, where the Saviour lies : Angels and kings before him bow, Those Gods on higlj, and Gods below. 3 Let idols totter to the ground, And their own worshippers confound : Let Judah shout, let Zion sing, And earth confess her sov'reign King. PSALM 97. Third Part. L. M. Grace and glory. I FT1H' Almighty reigns, exalted hich -*- O'er all the earth, o'er all the sky : Tho' clouds and darkness veil his feet, His dwelling is the mercy-seat. 166 PSALM XCVIII. 2 O ye, that love his holy name, Hate ev'ry work of sin and shame J He guards the souls of all his friends, And from the snares of hell defends. 3 Immortal light, and joys unknown, Are for the saints in darkness sown : Those glorious seeds shall spring and rise, And the bright harvest bless our eyes. 4 Rejoice ye righteous, and record The sacred honours of the Lord : None but the soul that feels his grace, Can triumph in his holiness. PSALM 9§. First Part. C. M Praise for the gospel. 1 npO our almighty Maker, God, -*- New honours be addrest : His great salvation shines abroad, And makes the nations blest. 2 He spake the word to Abraham first ; His truth fulfils the grace : The Gentiles make his name their trust, And learn his righteousness. 3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim, With all her diif 'rent tongues ; And spread the honours of his name In melody and songs. PSALM 9§. Second Part. C. M. The Messiah's coming and kingdom. 1 TOY to the world ; the Lord is come . •* Let earth receive her King ; Let ev'ry heart prepare him room, And heav'n and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth ; the Saviour reigns : Let men their songs employ; TSALM XC1X. 167 While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains, Repeat the sounding- joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows g**ow, Nor thorns infest the around : He comes, to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. PSALM 99. First Part. S. M Flie kingdom and majesty of Christ 1 rilHE Lord, Jehovah, reigns, -*- Let all the nations fear ; Let sinners tremble at his throne ; And saints be humbled therp 2 Jesus the Saviour reigns, Let earth adore its Lord : Bright cherubs his attendants stand, And swift fulfil his word. 3 In Zion is his throne ; His honours are divine ; His church shall make his wonders known ' For there his glories shine. 4 How holy is his name ! How terrible his praise ! Justice and truth, and judgment join, In all his works of grace. PSALM 99. Second Part. S. M. The majesty and grace of God acknowledged 1 "OXALT the Lord our God, -*-^ And worship at his feet ; His ways are wisdom, pcw'r and truth, And mercy is his seat 1G8 PSALM C. 2 When Israel was his church, When Aaron was his priest, When Moses cried, when Samuel pray'd. He gave his people rest. 3 Ofl he forgave their sins, Nor would destroy their race ; And ofl he made his vengeance known, When they abus'd his grace. 4 Exalt the Lord our God; His grace is still the same : Still he's a God of holiness, And jealous for his name. PSALM 100. First Part. L. M. Praise to our Creator. 1 "TJEFORE Jehovah's awful throne, -*-* Ye nations bow with sacred joy : Know that the Lord is God alone ; He can create, and he destroy. 2 His sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, Made us of clay, and form'd us men ; And when like wand'ring sheep we stray 'd, He brought us to his fold again. 3 We are his people, we his care ; Our souls and all our mortal frame : What lasting honours shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name ? 4 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs' High as the heav'n our voices raise : And earth with her ten thousand tongues Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 5 Wide as the world is thy command, Vast as eternity thy love : Firm as a rock thy truth must stand ; When rolling years shall cease to move. PSALM C, CI. 189 PSALM 100. Second Part. P. M. Praise to our Preserver. 1 ^ING to the Lord most high ; ^ Let ev'ry land adore : With grateful voice make known His goodness and his povv'r. Let cheerful songs declare his ways, And let his praise inspire your tongues. 2 Enter his courts with joy ; With fear address thvi Lord ; He fbrm'd us with his hand, And quicken'd by his word. With wide command he spreads his sway O'er ev'ry sea, and ev'ry luiici. 3 His hands provide our food, And ev'ry blessing give : We feed upon his care, And in his pastures live. With cheerful songs declare his ways, And let his praise inspire your tongues. 4 Good is the Lord, our God, His truth and mercy sure ; While earth and heav'n shall last, His promises endure. With bounteous hand he spreads his sway O'er ev'ry sea, and ev'ry land. PSALM 101. First Part. L. M. The magistrate's psalm. 1 TVTERCY and judgment are my song: ■J-"-*- And since they both to thee belong, My gracious God, my righteous King, To thee my songs and vows I'll bring. 2 If I am rais'd to bear the sword, I'll take my counsels from thy word: 8 170 PSALM CI. Thy justice and thy heav'nly grace Shall be the pattern of my ways. 3 Let wisdom all my actions guide, And let my God with me reside : No wicked thing shall dwell with me, Which may provoke thy jealousy. 4 I'll search the land, and raise the just To posts of honour, wealth and trust The men that work thy holy will, Shall be my friends and fav' rites still. 5 In vain shall sinners hope to rise By flatt'ring or malicious lies ; And while the innocent I guard, The bold offender shan't be spar'd. 6 The impious crew, that factious band, Shall hide their heads, or quit the land ; And all that break the public rest, Where I have pow'r, shall be supprest. PSALM 101. Second Pari. C. M. The magistrate'' s psalm. 1 A kF justice and of grace I sing, ^-^ And pay my God my vows • Thy grace and justice, heav'nly King, Teach me to rule my house. 2 Now to my tent, O God, repair, And make thy servant wise : I'll suffer nothing near me there, That shall offend thine eyes. 3 The man, that doth his neighbour wrong By falsehood or by force ; The scornful eye, the sland'rous tongue, I'll thrust them from my doors. 4 I'll seek the faithful and the just, And will their help enjoy; PSALM GIL 171 These are the friends that I shall trust, The servants I'll employ. 5 The wretch that deals in sly deceit, I'll not endure a night : The liar's tongue I'll ever hate, And banish from my sight. 6 I'll purge my family around, And make the wicked flee; So shall my house be ever found, A dwelling fit for thee. PSALM 102. First Part. C. M. A prayer for the afflicted. 1 TTEAR me, O God, nor hide thy face, ■"-■*■ But answer, lest 1 die : Hast thou not built a throne of grace To hear when sinners cry 1 2 My days are wasted like the smoke Dissolving in the air ; My strength is dried, my heart is broke, And sinking in despair. 3 My spirits flag like with'ring grass Burnt with excessive heat; In secret groans my minutes pass, And I forget to eat. 4 As on some lonely building's top, The sparrow tells her moan ; Far from the tents of joy and hope, I sit and grieve alone. 5 My soul is like a wilderness, Where beasts of midnight howl; There the sad raven rinds her place, And there the screaming owl. 6 Dark dismal thoughts and boding fears Dwell in my troubled breast; 172 PSALM CII. While sharp reproaches wound my ears. Nor give my spirit rest. 7 My cup is mingled with my woes, And tears are my ropast ; My daily bread like ashes grows Unpleasant to my taste. 8 Sense can afford no real joy To souls that feel thy frown ; Lord, 'twas thy hand advanc'd me high; Thy hand hath cast me down. 9 My looks like wither'd leaves appear ; And life's declining light Grows faint as ev'ning shadows are, That vanish into night. 10 But thou for ever art the same, O my eternal God ! Ages to come shall know thy name, And spread thy works abroad. 11 Thou wilt arise and show thy face ; Nor will my Lord delay Beyond the appointed hour of grace, That long expected day. 12 He hears his saints, he knows their cry And by mysterious ways Redeems the pris'ners doom'd to die, And fills their tongues with praise. PSALM 102. Second Part. C. M. Prayer heard, and the church revived 1 T ET Zion and her sons rejoice : •*-A Behold the promis'd hour ! Her God hath heard her mourning voice, And comes t' exalt his pow'r. 2 Her dust and ruins, that remain, Are precious in our eyes ; PSALM CII. 173 Those ruins shall be built again, And all that dust shall rise. 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem, And stand in glory there : Nations shall bow before his name, And kings attend with fear. 4 He sits a sov'reign on his throne, With pity in his eyes : He hears the dying pris'ners' groan, And sees their sighs aiise. 5 He frees the souls condemn'd to death ~, And when his saints complain, It shan't be said, " That praying breath " Was ever spent in vain." 6 This shall be known when we are dead, And left on long record ; That ages yet unborn may read, And trust, and praise the Lord. PSALM 103. Thi.JPart. L. M. Perpetuity of the church, though the saints die* 1 TT is the Lord our Saviour's hand -*- Weakens our strength amid the race : Disease and death, at his command, Arrest us and cut short our days. 2 Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray, Nor let our sun go down at noon : Thy years are one eternal day ; And must thy children die so soon? 3 Yet in the midst of death and grief, This thought our sorrow shall assuage, " Our Father and our Saviour live : " Christ is the same thro' ev'ry age." 4 'Twas he, this earth's foundation laid* Heav'n is the buildi;i<<- of his hand : 174 PSALM CIII. This earth grows old, these hcav'ns shall fade, And all be chang'd at his command. 5 The starry curtains of the sky, Like garments, shall be laid aside: But still thy throne stands firm and high; Thy church tor ever must abide. 6 Before thy face thy church shall live, And on thy throne thy children reign . This dying world shall they survive, And the dead saints be rais'd again. PSALM 103. First Part. S. M. Praise for spiritual and temporal mercies. 1 f\ BLESS the Lord, my soul ! ^-^ Let all within me join, And aid my tongue to bless his name, Whose favours are divine. 2 O bless the Lord, my soul ! Nor let his mercies lie Forgotten in unthankfnlness, And without praises die. 3 'Tis he forgives thy sins ; 'Tis he relieves thy pain ; Tis he that heals thy sicknesses, And makes thee young again. 4 He crowns thy life with love, When ransom'd from the grave ; He, that redeem'd my soul from hell, Hath sovereign pow'r to save. 5 He fills the poor with good, He gives the smT'rers rest; The Lord hath judgments for the proud, And justice for th' opprest. 6 His wondrous works and ways He made by Moses known ■ PSALM CIII. 175 But sent the world his truth and grace, By his beloved Son. PSALM 103. Second Part. S. M. Praise for spiritual and temporal mercies. 1 1VJY soul, repeat his praise, liM. Whose mercies are so great Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. 2 God will not always chide : And when his strokes are felt, His strokes are fewer than our crimes, And lighter than our guilt. 3 High as the heav'ns are rais'd Above the ground we tread ; So far the riches of his grace Our highest thoughts exceed. 4 His pow'r subdues our sins : And his forgiving love, Far as the east is from the west, Doth all our guilt remove. 5 The pity of the Lord, To those that fe&r his name, Is such, as tender parents feel : He knows our feeble frame. 6 He knows we are but dust, Scatter'd with ev'ry breath ; His anger, like a rising wind, Can send us swift to death. 7 Our days are as the grass, Or like the morning flow'r : If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hour. 8 But thy compassions, Lord, To endless years endure " 176 PSALM GUI, CIV. And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. PSALM 103. Third Part. S. M. General song of praise, — Introductory. 1 PT1IIE Lord, the sov'reign King-, -■- Hath fL\'d his throne on high : O'er all the heav'nly world he rules, And all beneath the sky. 2 Ye angels, great in might, And swift to do his will ; Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 3 Let the bright hosts who wait The orders of their King, And guard his churches when they pray, Join in the praise they sing. 4 While all his wondrous works Thro' his vast kingdom show Their Maker's glory ; thou, my soul, Shalt sing his praises too. PSALM 104. First Part. L. M. The glory of God in creation and provident* 1 1VTY soul, thy great Creator praise : ITl When cloth'd in his celestial rays, He in full majesty appears, And, like a robe, his glory wears. 2 The heav'ns are for his curtains spread, Th' unfathoin'd deep he makes his bed: Clouds are his chariots, when ne flies On winged storms across the skies. 3 Angels, whom his own breath inspires, His minisiers, are flaming fires; And swift, as thought, their armies move To bear his vengeance, or his love. PSALM CIV. 177 4 The world's foundations by his hand Are pois'd, and shall for ever stand : He binds the ocean in his chain, Lest it should drown the earth again. 5 When earth was cover'd with the flood, Which high above the mountains stood, He thunder'd ; and the ocean fled, Confin'd to its appointed bed. 6 The swelling billows know their bounds, And in their channels walk their rounds ; Yet thence convey'd by secret veins, They spring from hills, and drench the plains. 7 He bids the crystal fountains flow, And cheer the valleys as they go ; Tame heifers there their thirst allay, And for the stream wild asses bray. 8 From pleasant trees which shade the brink. The lark and linnet light to drink ; Their songs the lark and linnet raise, And chide our silence in his praise. PSALM 104. Second Part. L. M. Providence. 2 f'1 OD, from his cloudy cistern, pours ^-* On the parch'd earth enriching show'rs; The grove, the garden, and the field, A thousand joyful blessings yield. 2 He makes the grassy food arise, And gives the cattle large supplies ; With herbs for man, of various pow'r, To nourish nature, or to cure. 3 What noble fruit the vines produce, The olive yields a shining juice: Our hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous wine; With inward joy our faces shine. 8* 178 PSALM CIV. 4 O! bless his name, ye nations, Jed With nature's chief supporter, bread: While bread your vital strength imparts, Serve him with vigour in your hearts. PSALM 104. Third Part. L. M Providence. 1 13EH0LD! the stately cedar stands, ■-* Rais'd in the forest by his hands ; Birds to the boughs for shelter fly, And build their nests secure on high. 2 To craggy hills ascends the goat ; And at the airy mountain's foot, The feeble creatures make their cell : He gives them wisdom where to dvvcll. 3 He sets the sun his circling race, Appoints the moon to change her fa^e ; And when thick darkness veils the day, Calls out wild beasts to hutu. ihcir prey. 4 Fierce lions lead their young abroad, And roaring, ask their meat from God ; But when the morning beams arise, The savage beast to covert flies. 5 Then man to daily labour goes ; The night was made for his repose : Sleep is thy gift, that sweet relief From tiresome toil, and wasting grief. 6 How strange thy works ! how great thy skill All lands thy boundless riches iill : Thy wisdom round the world we see ; This spacious earth is full of thee. 7 Nor less thy glories in the deep, Where fish in millions swim and creep, With wondrous motions swift or slow, Still wand'ring in the paths below PSALM CIV. 17? 8 There ships divide fheir wat'ry way, And flocks of Bcaly monsters play; There dwells tlie huge Leviathan, And foams and sports in spite of man. PSALM 10 1. Fourth Part. L M. Providence. i T/'AST are thy works, Almighty Lord ! ™ All nature rests upon thy word : And the whole race of creatures stands, Waiting their portion from thy hands. 2 While each receives his diff'rent food, His cheerful looks pronounce it good : Eagles and bears, and whales and worms Rejoice, and praise in diff'rent forms. 3 But when thy face is hid, they mourn, And, dying, to their dust return ; Both man and beast their souls resign : Life, breath, and spirit, all are thine. 4 Yet thou can'st breathe on dust again, And fill the world with beasts and men: A word of thy creating breath Repairs the wastes of time and death. 5 Thy works, the wonders of thy might, Are honour'd with thine own delight : How awful are thy glorious ways ! Lord, thou art dreadful in thy praise. 6 The earth stands trembling at thy stroke, A»d at thy touch the mountains smoke : Yet humble souls may see thy face, And tell their wants to sov'reign grace. 7 In thee my hopes and wishes meet, And make my meditations sweet : Thy praises shall my breath employ, Till it expire in endless joy, *ao PSALM cv. 8 While haughty sinners die accurst, Their glory buried with their dust, I, to my God, my heav'nly king, Immortal hallelujahs smg. PSALM 105. Fust Fart. CM. The Covenant with the Fatriarchs remembered. 1 /^ IVE thanks to God, invoke his name, ^*~ And tell the world his grace ; Sound thro' the earth his deeds of fame, That all may seek his face. 2 His cov'nant, which he kept in mind For num'rous ages past, To num'rous ages yet behind, In equal force shall last. 3 He sware to Abraham and his seed, And made the blessing sure : Gentiles the ancient promise read, And find his truth endure. 4 " Thy seed shall make the nations blest Said the Almighty voice; " And Canaan's land shall be their rest, " The type of heav'nly joys." 5 How large the grant ! how rich the grace ! To give them Canaan's land, When they were strangers in the place, A little, feeble band. 6 Like pilgrims, thro' the countries round Securely they remov'd ; And haughty kings, that on them frown'd, Severely he reprov'd. 7 " Touch mine anointed, and my arm " Shall soon revenge the wrong : " The man, that does my prophets harm, M Shall know their God is strong." PSALM CV. 181 C T7ten let the world forbear its tage, Nor put the church in fear : Israel must live thro'' ev'ry age, And be tit1 Almighty' 's care. PSALM 105. Second Part. C. M. God's judgments — Plagues of Egypt. 1 T~1/"HEN Pharaoh dar'd to vex the saints, * * And thus provok'd their God ; Moses was sent to their complaints, Arm'd with his dreadful rod. 2 He call'd for darkness ; darkness came, Like an o'envhelming flood ; He made each lake, and ev'ry stream, A lake, a stream of blood. 9 He gave the sign, and noisome flies Thro' the whole country spread ; And frogs, in croaking armies, rise About the monarch's bed. 4 Thro' fields and towns, and palaces, The ten ibid vengeance flew : Locusts in swarms devour'd their trees, And hail their cattle slew. i Then, by an angel's midnight stroke, The flow'r of Egypt died; The strength of ev'ry house was broke, Their glory and their pride. 6 Now let the world forbear its rage. Nor put the Church in fear : Israel must live thro'' ev'ry age, And be th' Almighty's care. PSALM 105. Third Pari. C. M. Is ael led to Canaan — God's gracious providence to his Church. 1 'B^HUS were the tribes from bondage freed, ■■ And left the hated ground : 182 /SALM CVI. Egyptian spoc.3 supplied their need, Nor was cue feeble found. 2 The Lord himself chose out their way, And mark'd their journeys right ; Gave them a leading cloud by day, A fiery guide by night. 3 They thirst, and waters from the rock In rich abundance flow ; And, foll'wing still the course they took, Ran all the desert through. 4 O wondrous stream ! O blessed type Of ever-flowing grace ! So Christ our lock maintains our life, Thro1 all the wilderness. 5 Thus guarded by th' Almighty's hand, The chosen tribes possest Canaan, the rich, the promis'd land ; And there enjoy' d their rest. 6 Then let the world forbear its rage, The Church renounce her fear : Israel must live thro' ev'ry age, And be th' Almighty's care. FSALM 106. First Part. L. M. General praise — Introductory. 1 fglO God the great, the ever blest, A Let songs of honour be addrest ; His mercy firm for ever stands ; Give him the thanks his love demands. 2 Who knows t.he wonders of thy ways ? Who shall fulfil thy boundless praise ? Blest are the souls that fear thee still, And pay their du'.y to thy will. 3 Remember what thy mercy did For Jacob's race, thy chosen seed ; PSALM CV1. 163 And with the same salvation bless The meanest suppliant of thy grace. 4 O may I see thy tribes rejoice, And aid their triumphs with my voice ! This is my glory, Lord, to be Join'd to thy saints, and near to thee. PSALM 106. Second Part. S. M. Inconstancy of saints, — unchangeable love of God. 1 /"^ OD of eternal love, ^" How fickle are our ways ! And yet how oft did Israel prove Thy constancy of grace ! 2 They saw thy wonders wrought, And then thy praise they sung ; tit soon thy works of pow'r forgot, And murmur'd with their tongue. 3 Now they believ'd his word, While rocks with rivers flow ; tl ow with their lusts provok'd the Lord, And he redue'd them low. 4 Yet when Uiey mourn'd their faults, He hearken'd to their groans ; D ought his own cov'nant to his thoughts, And call'd them still his sons. 5 Their names were in his book ; He sav'd them from their foes : Oft he chastis'd, but ne'er forsook The people that he chose. 6 Let Israel bless the Lord, Who lov'd their ancient race ; And Christians join the solemn word. Amen, to all their praise. 184 PSALM CVI1 PSALM 107. First Part. L. M. Israel led to Canaan, and Christians to heaven. 1 6 ^ IVE thanks to God ; he reigns above ; ^-* Kind are his thoughts, his name is love • His mercy ages past have known, And ages long to come shall own. 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord The wonders of his grace record ; Israel, the nation whom he chose, And rescued from their mighty foes. 3 In their distress to God they cried, God was their Saviour and their guide ; He led their march far wand'ring round : 'Twas the right path to Canaan's ground. 4 Thus when our first release we gain From sin's old yoke and Satan's chain, We have this desert world to pass, A dang'rous and a tiresome place. 5 He feeds and clothes us all the way, He guides our footsteps lest we stray ; He guards us with a pow'rful hand, And brings us to the heav'nly land. 6 O let the saints with joy record The truth and goodness of the Lord ! How great his works ! how kind his ways ! Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise. PSALM 107. Second Part. L. M. Justice and mercy of God in dealing with mm 1 "E^ROM age to age exalt his name ; -*■ God and his grace are still the same : He fills the hungry souls with food, And feeds the poor with ev'ry good. 2 But, if their hearts rebel and rise Against the God, that rules the skies; PSALM CVII. 185 If they reject his heav'nly word, And slight the counsels of the Lord ; 3 He'll bring their spirits to the ground, And no deliv'rer shall be found : Laden with grief, they waste their breath In darkness, and the shades of death. 4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries ; He makes the dawning light arise ; And scatters all that dismal shade, That hung so heavy round their head. 5 He cuts the bars of brass in two, And lets the smiling pris'ners through, Takes off the load of guilt and grief, And gives the lab'ring soul relief. 6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! How great his works, how kind his ways' Let ev'ry tongue pronounce his praise. PSALM 107. Third Part. L. M Intemperance punished and pardoned 1 "¥7AIN man, on foolish pleasures bent, • Prepares for his own punishment: What pains, what loathsome maladies From luxury and lust arise ! 2 The drunkard feels his vitals wasie, Yet drowns his health to please his taste Till all his active pow'rs are lost, And fainting life draws near the dust. 3 The glutton groans, and loathes to eat; His soul abhors delicious meat : Nature, with heavy loads opprest, Would yield to death to be releas'd. 4 Behold the frighten'd sinners fly To God for help with earnest cry ! 186 PSALM CVIT. He hears then groans : prolongs theii oreath And saves them from approaching death. 5 No med'cines could effect the cure So quick, so easy, or so sure : The deadly sentence God repeals, He sends his sov'reign word and heals. 6 O may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ! And let their thankful off 'rings prove How they adore their Maker's love. PSALM 107. Fourth Part. C. M. The manner's psalm. 1 npHY works of glory, mighty Lord, -■- Thy wonders in the deeps, The sons of courage shall record, Who trade in floating ships. 2 At thy command the winds arise, And swell the tow'ring waves ; The men astonish'd mount the skies, And sink in gaping graves. 3 Frighted to hear the tempest roar, They pant with flutt'ring breath ; And hopeless of the distant shore, Expect immediate death. 4 Then to the Lord they raise their cries, He hears their loud request; And orders silence thro' the skies, And lays the floods to rest. 5 Sailors rejoice to lose their fears, And see the storm allay'd : Now to their eyes the port appears ; There let their vows be paid. 6 'Tis God that brings them safe to land Let stupid mortals know, PSALM CVI1. 187 ' nat waves are under his command. And all the winds that blow 7 ) that the sons of men would praise The goodness of the Lord ! A.nd those that see thy wond'rous ways, Thy wondrous love record. PSALM 107. Fifth Part. L. M. Nations blest and punished. A psalm for America, WHEN God, provok'd with daring crimes, Scourges the madness of the times, He turns the fields to barren sand, And dries the rivers from the land. 2 His wTord can raise the springs again, And make the wither'd mountains green; Send show'ry blessings from the skies ; And harvests in the desert rise. 3 Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey," Or men as fierce and wild as they ; He bids th' opprest and poor repair, And builds them towns and cities there. 4 They sow the fields, the trees they plant ; Whose yearly fruit supplies their want* Their race grows up from fruitful stocks - Their wealth increases with their flocks. 5 Thus they are blest ; but if they sin, He lets the heathen nations in : A savage crew invades their lands ; Their people die by barb'rous hands ; 6 Their captive sons, expos'd to scorn, Wander unpitied and forlorn : The country lies unfene'd, untill'd, And desolation spreads the field. 1 Yet if the humbled nation mourns, Again his dreadful hand he turns ; 188 PSALM CVIIT Again he makes their cities thrive, And bids the dying churches live. 8 The righteous with a joyful sense, Admire the works of Providence ; And tongues of Atheists shall no more Blaspheme the God, that saints adore. 9 How few with pious care record These wondrous dealings of the Lord ! But wise observers still shall find, The Lord is holy, just and kind. PSALM 108. First Part. L. M. God's care of his church. 1 Jk GAIN, my tongue, thy silence break, -£* My heart, and all my povv'rs, awake , My tongue, the glory of my frame, Awake, and sing Jehovah's name. 2 O'er heaven exalted is his throne ; In ev'ry world his glory shown : The church, he loves, his hand shall save From death, and sorrow, and the grave. 3 Ye kingdoms, hear his awful voice ! 44 In Zion shall my heart rejoice; " This hand shall all her foes dismay, 44 And make their scatter'd strength a prey. 4 " Mine are the sons of Zion, mine "Their glory, grace, and truth divine; "My sceptre shines in Judah's hands, 44 And still my strength in Ephraim stands. 5 " My foes to ruin shall be giv'n, "The shame of earth, the ^corn of heav'n ; "Their eyes shall see my church prevail; "Their strength shall shrink, their courage faiL' PSALM CVIII. 189 6 O thou, beneath whose sov'reign sway, Nations, and worlds, in dust decay, Tho' thy sweet smile has been withdrawn, Thine aid denied, thy presence gone ; 7 Yet wilt thou still with love return ; With duty teach our hearts to burn : Our dying graces, Lord, revive, And bid thy fainting children live. 8 Save us from sin, and fear, and woe, From ev'ry snare, and ev'ry foe, And help us boldly to contend, Falsehood resist, and truth defend. PSALM 103. Second Part. C. M. General praise, — Introductory. 1 A WAKE, my soul, with fervent praise, ■^*- Awake my heart to sing; Join all my pow'rs the song to raise, And morning incense bring. 2 Among the people of his care, And thro' the nations round, Glad songs of praise will I prepare, And high his name resound. 3 Be thou exalted, O my God, Above the starry train ; Dirfuse thy heav'nly grace abroad, And teach the world thy reign. 4 The church is thine ; thou wilt maintain Her cause in ev'ry age : Built on a rock, her foes in vain Against her rights engage. 5 Then let thy chosen sons rejoice, And throng thy courts above ; While sinners hear thy pard'ning voice. And taste redeeming love. 190 PSALM CIX, CX. PSALM 109. CM Love to enemies, from the example of ChruA. 1 f~^ OD of my mercy and my praise, ^Jf Thy glory is my song ; Tho' sinners speak against thy grace With a blaspheming tongue. 2 When in the form of mortal man Thy Son on earth was found ; With cruel slanders, false and vain, They compass'd him around. 3 Their mis'ries his compassion move, Their peace he still pursu'd ; They render hatred for his love, And evil for his good. 4 Their malice rag'd without a cause Yet with his dying breath, He pray'd for murd'rers on his cross, And blest his foes in death. 5 Lord, shall thy bright example shine In vain before my eyes ? Give me a soul akin to thine, To love mine enemies. 6 The Lord shall on my side engage; And in my Saviour's name, I shall defeat their pride and rage, Who slander and condemn. PSALM 110. First Part. L. M. The success of the gospel. 1 FTIHUS the eternal Father spake A To Christ the Son ; " Ascend and sit "At my right hand, till I shall make ** Thy foes submissive at thy feet. 2 "From Zion shall thy word piocecd; "Thy word, the sceptre in thy huiid, PSALM CX. 191 "Shall make the hearts of rebels bleed, " And bow their wills to thy command. 3 " That day shall show thy pow'r is great ; " When saints shall flock with willing minds, " And sinners crowd thy temple-gate, " Where holiness in beauty shines." 4 O blessed pow'r! O glorious day ! What a large vict'ry shall ensue ! And converts, who thy grace obey, Exceed the drops of morning dew. I'SALM 110. Second Part. C. M. Christ's kingdom and priesthood. 1 TESUS, our Lord, ascend thy throne, •* And near thy Father sit : In Zion shall thy pow'r be known, And make thy foes submit. 2 What wonders shall thy gospel dc ' Thy converts shall surpass The num'rous drops of morning devv, And own thy sovereign grace. 3 God hath pronoune'd a firm decree, Nor changes what he swore: m Eternal shall thy priesthood be, " When Aaron is no more. 4 " Melchisedec, that wondrous priest, " That king of high degree ; "That holy man, whom Abraham blest, " Was but a type of thee." ? Jesus our Priest for ever lives, To plead for us above ; Jesus our King for ever gives The blessings of his love. 6 God shall exalt his glorious head, His lofty throne maintain ; 192 PSALM CX, CXI. And strike the pow'rs and princes dead, Who dare oppose his reign. PSALM 110. Third Part. L. M. The success of the Gospel. 1 TESUS the Priest ascends the throne ; ** While counsels of eternal peace Between the Father and the Son, Proceed with honour and success. 2 Thro' the whole earth his reign shall spread, And crush the pow'rs that dare rebel : Then shall he judge the rising dead, And send the guilty world to hell. 3 Tho' while he treads his glorious way, He drinks the cup of tears and blood ; The sufferings of that dreadful day Shall but advance him near to God. PSALM 111. First Part. C. M. Perfections of God in Nature. 1 ^JONGS of immortal praise belong ^ To my almighty God : He hath my heart, and he my tongue, To spread his name abroad. 2 How great the works, his hand hath wrought! How glorious in our sight ! And men in ev'ry age have sought His wonders with delight. 3 How most exact is nature's frame! How wise th' Eternal mind ! His counsels never change the scheme, That his first thoughts design'd. 4 When he redeem'd his chosen sons, He fix'd his cov'nant sure : The orders, that his lips pronounce, Tc endless years endure. PSALM CXI, CXII. 193 5 Nature and time, and eartli and skies, Thy heav'nly skill proclaim : What shall we do to make us wise, But learn to read thy name ? 6 To fear thy pow'r, to trust thy grace, Is our divinest skill ; And he's the wisest of our race, Who best obeys thy will. PSALM 111. Second Part. C. M. Perfections of God in Grace. 1 /~1 REAT is the Lord, his works of migh ^-^ Demand our noblest songs : Let his assembled saints unite Their harmony of tongues. H Great is the mercy of the Lord, He gives his children food; And, ever mindful of his word, He makes his promise good. 3 His Son, the great Redeemer, came To seal his cov'nant sure : Holy and rev'rend is his name; His ways are just and pure. 4 They that would grow divinely wise, Must with his fear begin ; Our fairest proof of knowledge lies In hating ev'ry sin. PSALM 112. L. M. Liberality rewarded. 1 TJAPPY is he that fears the Lord, -^-"- And follows his commands ; Who lends the poor, without reward, Or gives with lib'ral hands. 2 As pity dwells within his breast To all the sons of need ; 9 194 PSALM CXIII So God shall answer his requer.t With blessing's on his seed. 3 No evil tidings shall surprise His well-establish'd mind : His soul to God, his refuge, flies, And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of general distress Some beams of light shall shine, To show the world bis righteousness, And give him peace divine. 5 His works of piety and love Remain before the Lord : Honour on earth, and joys above, Shall be his sure reward. PSALM 113. L. M. The sovereignty and goodness of God* 1 "\7"E servants of th' Almighty King, •*■ In ev'ry age his praises sing: Where'er the sun shall rise or set, The nations shall his praise repeat. 2 Above the earth, beyond the sky, Stands his high throne of majesty : Nor time, nor place, his pow'r restrain. Nor bound his universal reign. 3 Which of the sons of Adam dare, Or angels with their God compare ? His glories how divinely bright, Who dwells in uncreated light ! 4 Behold his love ! he stoops to view What saints above, and angels do ; And condescends yet more to know The mean affairs of men below. 5 From dust and cottages obscure, His grace exalts the humble poor ; PSALM CXIV. 195 Gives them the honour of his sons, And fits them for their heav'nly thrones. 6 A word of his creating voice Can make the barren house rejoice ; Tho' Sarah's ninety years were past, The promis'd seed is born at last. 7 With joy the mother views her son, And tells the wonders God has done : Faith may g.ow strong-, when sense despairs ; Tho' nature fails, the promise bears. PSALM 114. L. M. Miraculous power attending Israel's journey 1 "¥X7HEN Israel freed from Pharaoh's hand * » Left the proud tyrant and his land ; The tribes with cheerful homage own Their King, and Judah was his throne. 2 Across the deep their journey lay ; The deep divides to make them way ; Jordan beheld their march, and fled With backward current to his head. 3 The mountains shook, like frighted sheep } Like lambs, the little hillocks leap, Nor Sinai, on her base, could stand, Conscious of sov'rcign pow'r at hand. 4 What pow'r could make the deep divide ? Or Jordan, backward roll his tide ? Why did ye leap, ye little hills ? And whence the fright that Sinai feels ? 5 Let ev'ry mountain, ev'ry flood, Retire and know th' approaching God ; The king of Israel, see him here ; Tremble thou earth, adore and fear. 6 He thunders, and all nature mourns ; The rocks to standing pools he turns; 196 FSALM CXV. Flints spring with fountains at his word, And tires and seas confess the Lord. PSALM 115. L. M. The true God, — Idolatry reproved. 1 TVTOT to ourselves, who are but dust, -L * Not to ourselves is glory due ; 'Tis thine, great God, the only just, The only gracious, wise, and true. 2 Shine forth in all thy dreadful name ; Why should a heathen's haughty tongue Insult us ; and, to raise our shame, Say, " Where's the God you've serv'd so leng T 3 The God, we serve, maintains his throne Above the clouds, beyond the skies : Thro' all the earth his will is done, He knows our groans, he hears our cries. 4 But the vain idols, they adore, Are senseless shapes of stone and wood ■ At best a mass of glitt'ring ore, A silver saint, or golden god. 5 With eyes and ears they carve the head Deaf are their ears, their eyes are blind To them in vain are offerings made, And vows are seatter'd in the wind. 6 Their feet were never made to move, Nor hands to save when mortals pray : Mortals, that pay them fear or love, Seem to be blind and deaf, as they. 7 O Israel! make the Lord thy hope, Thy help, thy refuge, and thy rest ; The Lord shall build thy ruins up, And bless the people and the priest. 8 The dead no more can speak thy praise; They dwell in silence and the grave ; PSALM CXVI. 197 But we shall live to sing thy grace, And tell the world thy pow'r to save. PSALM 116. First Part. C. M. Recovery from sickness. 1 "1 LOVE the Lord ; he heard my cries, -*- And pitied ev'ry groan : Long as I live, when troubles rise, I'll hasten to his throne. 2 I love the Lord ; he bow'd his ear, And chas'd my griefs away : O ! let my heart no more despair, a While I have breath to pray. 3 My flesh declin'd, my spirits fell, And I drew near the dead ; While inward pangs, and fears of hell, Perpiex'd my wakeful head. 4 " My God," I cried, " thy servant save, " Thou ever good and just ; " Thy pow'r can rescue from the grave, " Thy pow'r is all my trust." 5 The Lord beheld me sore distrest, He bade my pains remove : Return, my soul, to God, thy rest, For thou hast known his love. 6 My God hath sav'd my soul from death, And dried my falling tears : Now to his praise I'll spend my breath, And my remaining years. PSALM 116. Second Part. C. M. Recovery from danger, — personal consecration, 1 V\THAT shall I render to my God, ■ • For all his kindness shown ? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. 198 PSALM CXVII, CXVIII 2 Among the saints that fill thine house My off'rings shall be paid ; There shall my zeal perform the vows, My soul in anguish made. 3 How much is mercy thy delight, Thou ever blessed God ! How dear thy servants in thy sight ! How precious is their blood ! 4 How happy all thy servants are ! How great thy grace to me ! My life, which thou hast made thy care, Lord, I devote to thee. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, Nor shall my purpose move ; Thy hand hath ioos'd my bonds of pain And bound me with thy love. 6 Here in thy courts I leave my vow, And thy rich grace record ; Witness, ye saints who hear pie now, If 'I forsake the Lord. PSALM 117. L. M. General praise (close of worship.) 1 T^ROM all that dwell below the skies •*- Let the Creator's praise arise : Let the Redeemer's name be sung Thro' ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; Eternal truth attends thy word ; Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more. PSALM 11§. First Part. CM. Security of the saints. 1 nnHE Lord appears my helper now, ■* Nor is my faith afraid ; FSALxM CXVI1I 199 Whate'er the sons of earth may do, Since heav'n affords its aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. 3 'Tis thro' the Lord my heart is strong, In him my lips rejoice ; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice ! 4 Like angry bees, they girt me round ; When God appears, they fly : So burning thorns, with crackling sound, Make a fierce blaze, and die. 5 Joy to the saints, and peace belongs , The Lord protects their days : Let Israel tune immortal songs To his almighty grace. PSALM 118. Second Part. L. M. Recovery from sickness publicly acknowledged, 1 T ORD, thou hast heard thy servant cry, -*-^ And rescu'd from the grave ; Now shall he live : for none can die, If God resolve to save. 2 Thy praise more constant than before, Shall fill his daily breath; Thy hand that hath chastis'd him sore, Defends him still from death. 3 Open the gates of Zion now, For we shall worship there ; The house where all tiie righteous go, Thy mercy to declare. 4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints Our thankful voice we raise 200 PSALM CXVIII There we have told thee our complaints, And there we speak thy praise. PSALM 118. Third Part. C. M. Christ the foundation of his church, 1 "DEHOLD the sure foundation Stone M-* Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, How glorious is thy name ! Saints trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain : Yet on this rock the church shall rest, An i envy rage in vain. 4 What tho' the gates of hell withstood ! Yet must this building rise : 'Tis thine own work, Almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes. PSALM 11§. Fourth Part. C. M. The Lord's day — the resurrection of Chrit 1 rFIIIIS is the day, the Lord hath made, -■- He calls the hours his own ; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose, and left the dead ; And Satan's empire fell : To-day the saints his triumph spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son : Help us, O Lord, descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. PSALM CXVIII. 201 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of yrace ; Who comes in God, his Father's name, To save our sinful race. 6 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise ; The highest heav'ns in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise. PSALM 11§. Fifth Fart. S. M. Christ the Living Stone,— for the Lord's day. 1 ^EE what a living Stone ^ The builders did refuse ! Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 2 The scribe and angry priest Reject thy only Son : Yet on this rock shall Zion rest. As the chief Corner Stone. « 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes : This day declares it all divino, This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the glorious day, That our Redeemer made ; Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray ; Let all the church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood ; Bless him, ye saints ; he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thy holy word, Which all this grace displays ; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise 9 * 202 PSALM CXIX. PSALM 119. First Part. C. M. The blessedness of saints, and misery oj sinners. LEST are the undefil'd in heart, B1 Whose ways are right and clean ; Who never from thy law depart, But fly from ev'ry sin. 2 Blest are the men that keep thy word, And practise thy commands ; With their whole heart they seek the Lord, And serve him with their hands. 3 Great is their peace who love thy law, How firm their souls abide ! Nor can a bold temptation draw Their steady feet aside. 4 Then shall my heart have inward joy, And keep my face from shame ; When all thy statutes I obey, And honour all thy name. 5 But haughty sinners God will hate ; The proud shall die accurst : The sons of falsehood and deceit Are trodden to the dust. 6 Vile as the dross the wicked are ; And those that leave thy ways Shall see salvation from alar, But never taste thy grace. PSALM 119. Second Part. C. M. Habitual devotion, and spiritual-mindednes*, 1 fllO thee, before the dawning light, -*• My gracious God, I pray ; I meditate thy name by night, And keep thy law by day. 2 My spirit faints to sec thy grace, Thy promise bears me up ; PSALM CXIX. 203 And, while salvation long delays, Thy word supports my hope. 3 Seven times a-day I lift my hands, And pay my thanks to thee : Thy righteous providence demands Repeated praise from me. 4 When midnight darkness veils the skies, I call thy works to mind ; My thoughts in warm devotion rise, And sweet acceptance find. PSALM 119. Third Part. C. M Self- Consecration. 1 FT1HOU art my portion, O my God : -■- Soon as I know thy way, My heart makes haste t' obey thy word, And suffers no delay. 2 I choose the path of heav'nly truth, And glory in my choice : Not all the riches of the earth Could make me so rejoice. 5 The testimonies of thy grace, I set before mine eyes ; Thence I derive my daily strength, And there my comfort lies. 4 If once I wander from thy path, I think upon my ways ; Then turn my feet to thy commands, And trust thy pard'ning grace. 5 Now I am thine, for ever thine, O save thy servant, Lord ! Thou art my shield, my hiding-place. My hope is in thy word. 6 Thou hast inclin'd this heart of mine Thy statutes to fulfil: 204 PSALM CXIX. And thus, till mortal life shall end, Would I perform thy will. PSALM 119. Fourth Part. CM. Excellence of the scripture. 1 TTOW shall the young secure their heart* -■--■- And guard their lives from sin ? Thy word the choicest rules imparts To keep the conscience clean. 2 When once it penetrates the mind, It spreads such light abroad ; The meanest souls instruction find, And raise their thoughts to God. 3 'T is, like the sun, a heav'nly light That guides us all the day : And, thro' the dangers of the night, A lamp to lead our way. 4 The men, that keep thy law with care. And meditate thy word, Grow wiser than their teachers are, And better know the Lord. 5 Thy precepts make me truly wise ; I hate the sinner's road : I hate mine own vain thoughts, that rise But love thy law, my God. 6 The starry heav'ns thy rule obey ; The earth maintains her place : And these thy servants night and day Thy skill and pow'r express. 7 But still thy law and gospel, Lord, Give lessons more divine ; Nor earth stands firmei than thy word Nor stars so nobly shine. 3 Thy word is everlasting truth : How pure is ev'ry page L PSALM CXIX. 205 That holy book shall guide our youth, And well support our age. PSALM 119. Fifth Part. C M. Delight in the scripture. 1 f\ HOW I love thy holy law ! " Tis daily my delight: And thence my meditations draw Divine advice by night. 2 My waking eyes prevent the day, To meditate thy word : My soul with longing melts away, To hear thy gospel, Lord. 9 How doth thy word my heart engage ! How well employ my tongue ! And in my tiresome pilgrimage, Yield me a heav'nly song ! < Am I a stranger, or at home, 'Tis my perpetual feast ; Not honey, dropping from the comb, So much allures the taste. 5 No treasures so enrich the mind ; Nor shall thy word be sold For loads of silver well refin'd ; Nor heaps of choicest gold. J) When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Thy promises of grace Are pillars to support my hope : And there I write thy praise. PSALM 119. Sixth Part. C. M. Holiness and comfort through the Word I T ORD, I esteem thy judgments right, -*-^ And all thy statutes just; Thence I maintain a constant fight With ev'ry flatt'ring lust. 206 PSALxM CXIX. 2 Thy precepts often I survey ; I keep thy laws in sight, Thro' all the bus'ness of the day, To form my actions right. 3 My heart in midnight silence cries, " How sweet thy comforts be !" My thoughts in holy wonder rise, And bring their thanks to thee. 4 And when my spirit drinks her fill At some good word of thine ; Not mighty men, that share the spoil, Have jcys compar'd to mine. PSALM 119. Seventh Part. C M. Imperfection of nature, and perfection of scriptu «■ 1 T ET all the heathen writers join, ■*-* To form one perfect book ; Great God ! if once compar'd with thine, How mean their writings look ! 2 Not the most perfect rules they gave, Could show one sin forgiv'n ; Nor lead a step beyond the grave ; But thine conduct to heav'n. 3 I've seen an end of what we call Perfection here below : How short the pow'rs of nature fall ! And can no further go. 4 Yet men would fain be just with God, By works their hands have wrought But thy commands, exceeding broad> Extend to ev'ry thought. 5 In vain we boast perfection here, While sin defiles our frame ; And sinks our virtues down so far, They scarce deserve the name. PSALM CXIX. 207 6 Our faith and love, and ev'ry grace, Fall far below thy word ; But perfect truth and righteousness Dwell only with the Lord. PSALM 119. Eighth Part. C. M. The excellency and variety of scripture. 1 T ORD, 1 have made thy word my choice ; •*-A My lasting heritage ; There shall my noblest pow'rs rejoice, My warmest thoughts engage. 2 I'll read the hist'ries of thy love, And keep thy laws in sight ; While thro' thy promises I rove, With ever fresh delight. 3 'Tis a broad land of wealth unknown, Where springs of life arise ; Seeds of immortal bliss are sown, And hidden glory lies. 4 The best relief that mourners have ; It makes our sorrows blest ; Our fairest hope beyond the grave, And our eternal rest. PSALM 119. Ninth Part. C. M Seeling Divine instruction. 1 rjpiIY mercies fill the earth, O Lord, -*- How good thy works appear ! Open mine eyes to read thy word, And see thy wonders there. 2 My heart was fashion'd by thy hand, My service is thy due : O make thy servant understand The duties he must do ! 3 Since I'm a stranger here below, Let not thy path be hid ; 208 PSALM CXIX. But mark the road my feet should go, And be my constant guide. 4 When I confess'd my wand'ring ways, Thou heard'st my soul complain ; Grant me the teachings of thy pracp Or I shall stray again. 5 If God to me his statutes show, And heav'nly truth impart ; His work for ever I'll pursue, His law shall rule my heart. 6 This was my comfort when I bore Variety of grief; It made me learn thy word the more, And fly to that relief. 7 In vain the proud deride me now ; I'll ne'er forget thy law, Nor let that blessed gospel go, Whence all my hopes I draw. 8 When I have learn'd my Father's will, I'll teach the world his ways ; My thankful lips, inspir'd with zeaH Shall loud pronounce his praise. PSALM 119. Tenth Part. C. M. Pleading the promises. 1 OEHOLD thy waiting servant, Lord, ■*-* Devoted to thy fear ; Remember and confirm thy word : For all my hopes are there. 2 Hast thou not sent salvation down, And promis'd quick'ning grace ? Doth not my heart address thy throne ? And yet thy love delays. 3 Mine eyes for thy salvation fail ; O bear thy servant up! PSALM CXIX. 209 Nor let the scoffing lips prevail, Which dare reproach my hope. 4 Did'st thou not raise my faith, O Lord ! Then let thy truth appear : Saints shall rejoice in my reward, And trust as well as fear. PSALM 119. Eleventh Part. CM. Breathing after holiness. 1 f~\ THAT the Lord would guide my ways, ^-^ To keep his statutes still ! O that my God would grant me grace To know and do his will ! 2 O send thy spirit down, to write Thy law upon my heart ! Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, Nor act the liar's part. 3 From vanity turn off my eyes ; Let no corrupt design, Nor covetous desires arise, Within this soul of mine. 4 Order my footsteps by thy word, And make my heart sincere: Let sin have no dominion, Lord ; But keep my conscience clear. b My soul hath gone too far astray, My feet too often slip; Yet since I've not forgot thy way, Restore thy wand'ring sheep. 6 Make me to walk in thy commands, 'Tis a delightful road ; Nor let my head, nor heart, nor hands Offend against my God. 210 PSALM CXIX. PSALM 119. Twelfth Part. CM. Seeking comfort and deliverance. 1 l^f Y God, consider my distress, ■M-*- Let mercy plead my cause : Tho' I have sinn'd against thy grace, I can't forget thy laws. 2 Forbid, forbid the sharp reproach, Which I so justly fear : Uphold my life, uphold my hopes, Nor let my shame appear. 3 Be thou a surety, Lord, for me, Nor let the proud oppress ; But make thy waiting servant see The shinings of thy face. 4 Mine eyes with expectation fail : My heart within me cries, M When will the Lord his truth fulfil, " And make my comforts rise ?" 5 Look down upon my sorrows, Lord, And show thy grace the same ; As thou art ever wont t' afford To those, that love thy name. PSALM 119. Thirteenth Part. CM. Holy fear and tenderness of conscience. 1 "VM7ITH my whole heart I've sought thy face » » Then let me never stray From thy commands, O God of grace ; Nor tread the sinner's way. 2 Thy word I've hid within my heart To keep my conscience clean, And be an everlasting guard From ev'ry rising sin. 3 I'm a companion of the saints, Who fear and love the Lord : PSALM CXIX. 211 My sorrows rise, my nature faints, When men transgress thy word. 4 While sinners do thy gospel wrong, My spirit stands in awe : My soul abhors a lying tongue ; But loves thy righteous law. 5 My heart with sacred rev'rence hears The threat'nings of thy word , My flesh with holy trembling fears The judgments of the Lord. 6 My God, I long, I hope, I wait, For thy salvation still ; While thy whole law is my delight, And I obey thy will. PSALM 119. Fourteenth Fart CM Benefit of afflictions. 1 {CONSIDER all my sorrows, Lord, ^-/ And thy deliv'rance send : My soul for thy salvation faints ; When will my troubles end ? 5 Y"et I have found it good for me To bear my Father's rod ; Afflictions make me learn thy law, And live upon my God. 3 This is the comfort I enjoy, When new distress begins ; I read thy word, I run thy ways, And hate my former sins. 4 Had not thy word been my delight, When earthly joys had fled, My soul, opprest with sorrow's weight, Had sunk among the dead. 6 I know thy judgments, Lord, are right, Tho' they may seem severe : 212 PSALM CXIX. The sharpest sufferings, I endure, Flow from thy faithful care. 6 Before I knew thy chast'ning rod, My feet were apt to stray ; But now I learn to keep thy word, Nor wander from thy way. PSALM 119. Fifteenth Part. C M Christian perseverance. 1 f\ THAT thy statutes ev'ry hour \J Might dwell upon my mind ! Thence I derive a quick'ning pow'r, And daily peace I find. 2 To meditate thy precepts, Lord, Shall be my sweet employ ; My soul shall ne'er forget thy word ; Thy word is all my joy. 3 How would I run in thy commands, Should'st thou my heart discharge From sin, and Satan's hateful chains, And set my feet at large ! 4 My lips with courage shall declare Thy statutes and thy name ; I'll speak thy word, tho' kings should hear Nor yield to sinful shame. 5 Let bands of persecutors rise, To rob me of my right ; Let pride and malice forge their lies ; Thy law is my delight. 6 Depart from me, ye wicked race. Whose hands and hearts are ill: I love my God, I love his ways, And must obey his will. PSALM (XIX. 213 PSALM 119. Sixteenth Part. C. M. Prayer for quickening grace. 1 TV1"Y soul lies cleaving- to the dust; -I- '-*- Lord, give me life divine : From vain desires and ev'ry lust, Turn off these eyes of mine. 2 I need the influ'nce of thy grace To speed me in thy way ; Lest I should loiter in my race, Or turn my feet astray. 3 When sore afflictions press me down, I need thy quick'ning pow'rs ; Thy word, that I have rested on, Shall cheer my heaviest hours. >\ Are not thy mercies sov'reign still, And thou a faithful God ? Wilt thou not grant me warmer zeal To run the heav'nly road ? > Does not my heart thy precepts love, And long to see thy face ? And yet how slow my spirits move, Without enliv'ning grace ! I) Then shall I love thy gospel more, And ne'er forget thy word ; When I have felt its quick'ning pow'r, To draw me near the Lord. PSALM 119. Seventeenth Part. L. M. Constancy under trials. 1 T"M7HEN pain and anguish seize me, Lord, " * All my support is from thy word : My soul dissolves with heaviness, Uphold me with thy strengthening grace. 2 The proud have fram'd their scoffs and lies, They watch my feet with envious eyes ; 214 PSALM CXIX. And tempt my soul to snares and sin ; Yet thy commands I ne'er decline. 3 They hate me, Lord, without a cause, They hate to see me love thy laws ; But I will trust and fear tliy name, Till pride and malice die with shame. PSALM 119. Eighteenth Part. L. M. Sanctified afflictions. 1 T^ATHER, I bless thy gentle hand; -*- How kind was thy chastising rod, That forc'd my conscience to a stand, And brought my wand'ring soul to God ! 2 Foolish and vain I wrent astray, Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord ; I left my guide, and lost my way ; But now I love and keep thy word. 3 'T is good for me to wear the yoke, For pride is apt to rise and swell : 'T is good to bear my Father's stroke, That I might learn his statutes well. 4 The law, that issues from thy mouth, Shall raise my cheerful passions more Than all the treasures of the South, Or Western hills of golden ore. 5 Thy hands have made my mortal frame, Thy spirit form'd my soul within : Teach me to know thy wondrous name, And guard me safe from death and sin. 6 Then all that love and fear the Lord, At my salvation shall rejoice: For I have hoped in thy word, And made thy grace my only choice. TSALM CXIX. 215 PSALM 119. Nineteenth Part. L. M. Perseverance in prayer. | ¥7" EEP me from fainting in my prayers, M%- When to thy footstool, Lord, I come : My soul with God would leave her cares, And hope for mercy from the throne. 2 Kindle a flame of love and zeal, While wrestling for the grace J need ; Bring me by faith within the vail, And help me ardently to plead. 3 Known to the Lord are all my sighs : I will not yield to unbelief; But persevere with fervent cries, Until he hear and grant relief. PSALM 119. Twentieth Part. C. M. Pleading the Promises. 1 O EMEMBER all my sorrows, Lord. -*-*' And do as thou hast said ; Sena help according to thy word, And give the promis'd aid. 2 Repeated mercies in a train Demand my gratitude ; And these my faith and hope sustain, That more will be bestow'd. 3 Renew thy work of grace, then, Lord, Nor let my soul complain ; That, while I rest upon thy word, My hopes are still in vain. PSALM 119. Twenty-First Part. L. M. Christian sincerity — an appeal to God. 1 ^EARCHER and Saviour of my soul, " My Sun, my Shield, my sov'reign Judge \ All things are naked to thy view, My heart, my thoughts, my words, my ways. 216 TSALM CXIX. 2 Sinners of state with pow'r array'd, Who fear not God, nor man regard, Have persecuted without cause ; But all their hatred I defy. 3 Still to thy word my soul repairs ; Thence I my highest comforts draw : Tho' foes may fight and devils rage, If God be for mc, all is well. 4 Sustain me then with promis'd grace, Revive my heart, increase my faith : I hate to lie, I love the truth : O ! make me be what I profess 5 Sev'n times a day my pray'rs ascend, With mingled praises, to the throne : 'Tis good to seek my Father's face, And plead in my Redeemer's name. 6 Strong peace have they, who love thy law ; Firm on a rock their hopes are built ; Their faith looks up to nobler scenes, And nothing can detain them here. 7 Seal to my soul thy pard'ning love, Let strength be equal to my day ; Then will I run with great deligh* And eager press, to seize the prize. 8 Supremely wise, and good, and great ; O ! search my heart, and try my ways : Thy word I love, thy judgments fear, And tremble, while I pray and praise. PSALM 119. Twenty-Second Part. G. M. Inconstancy of saints — unchangeable love of Christ ] rilHE least, the feeblest of the sheep, -»- To Christ, the Father gave ; He loves the flock, the charge he'll keep : His arm is strong to save. PSALM CXX. 217 2 They're prone to wander out of sight, A»jd dpi to run astray ; And when once lost, unable quite To find again the way. 3 That hand, which heav'n and earth upholds, Can keep them free from harms ; The shepherd brings them to their folds, And bears them in his arn.s. 4 To thee, my Shepherd and my Rock, A grateful song I'll raise ; O ! let the meanest of the flock Attempt to speak thy praise. 5 Thou art my guard ; my all I ows To thine amazing love : My standing in thy fold below, And hopes of bliss above. 6 Ten thousand thousand comforts ht ^. Dispens'd in various ways, Confirm thy faithfulness and care, And claim adoring praise. * Then guided, Shepherd., by thy love, My feet shall keep thv way ; Soon shall I reach thy fold above, And go no more astray. PSALM 120. C. M. The Christian's complaint against stiije^ wfia his love for peace. I milOU God of love, thou ever blest, -*- Pity my suffering state : When wilt thou set my soul at rest From lips that love deceit ? ? Hard lot of mine ! my days are cast Among the sons of strife ; Whose never-ceasing brawlings waste My golden hours of life. 10 218 PSALM CXX1. 3 O ! might I fly to change my place, How would I choose to dwell In some wide, lonesome, wilderness, And leave these gates of hell ! 4 Peace is the blessing that I seek : How lovely are its charms ! I am for peace ; but, when I speak, They all declare for arms. 5 New passions still their souls engage, And keep their malice strong : What shall be done to curb thy rage, O thou devouring tongue ! 6 Should burning arrows smite thee through, Strict justice would approve ; But I would rather spare my foe, And melt his heart with love. PSALM 1*21. First Part. C. M Divine Protection. 1 mO Zioa's hill I lift my eyes, -■- From thence expecting aid ; From Zion's hill, and Zion's God, Who heav'n and earth has made. 2 Thou, then, my soul, in safety rest ; Thy guardian will not sleep : His watchful care, that Israel guards, Will thee in safety keep. Shelter'd beneath th' Almighty's wings, Thou shalt securely rest, Where neither sun nor moon shall thee By day or night molest. 4 At home, abroad, in peace, in war, Thy God shall thee defend ; Conduct thee thro' life's pilgrimage Safe to thy journey's end. PSALM CXXI. 219 PSALM 121. Second Part. P. M. Constant preservation. 1 TTPWARD I lift mine eyes; *-J From God is all my aid ; The God that built the skies, And earth and nature made : God is the pow'r, To which I fly; His grace is nigh In ev'ry hour. 2 My feet shall never slide, Nor fall in fatal snares ; Since God, my guard and guide, Defends me from my fears. Those wakeful eyes, That never sleep, Shall Israel keep When dangers rise. 3 No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of eV'ning air, Shall take rriy health away, If God be with me there : Thou art my sun, And thou my shade, To guard my head By night, or noon'. i Flast thou not gw'ri thy word To save my soul from death? And I can trust my Lord, To keep my mortal breath. I'll go and come, Nor fear to die, Till from on high Thou call me home. 520 f SALM CXXII, CXXIII. PSALM 122. C. fti. Public worship. 1 TTOW did my heart rejoice to hear -■"■- My friends devoutly say, ** In Zion let us all appear, tt And keep the solemn day !" 2 I love her gates, I love the road : The church adorn'd with grace Stands, like a palace built for God, To show his milder face. 3 Up to her courts with joys unknown, The holy tribes repair ; The Son of David holds his throne, And sits in judgment there. 4 He hears our praises and complaints ; And while his awful voice Divides the sinners from the saint?, We tremble and rejoice. 5 Peace be within this sacred place, And joy a constant guest ; With holy gifts and heav'nly grace Be her attendants blest. 6 My soul shall pray for Zion still, While life or breath remains : There my best friends, my kindred dwell ; There God, my Saviour, reigns. PSALM 123. CM Pleading with submission. 1 £~\ THOU, whose grace and justice reign ^-7 Enthron'd above the skies ; To thee our hearts would tell their pain, To thee we lift our eyes. 2 As servants watch their master's hand And fear the angry stroke ; TSALM CXX1V. 221 Or maids before their mistress stand, And wait a peaceful look. : 3 So for our sins we justly feel Thy discipline, O God ; Yet wait the gracious moment still, Till thou remove thy rod. 4 Those, that in wealth and pleasure live, Our daily groans deride ; And thy delays of mercy give Fresh courage to their pride. 5 Our foes insult us, but our hope In thy compassion lies : This thought shall bear our spirits up, That God will not despise. PSALM 124. L. M. Thanksgiving for national deliverance I XT AD not the Lord, may Israel say, *■■*■ Had not the Lord maintain'd our side When men, to make our lives a prey, like the swelling of the tide. 2 The swelling tide had stopt our breath, So fiercely did the waters roll ; We had been swallow'd deep in death . Proud './aters had o'erwhelm'd our soul. 3 We leap for joy, we shout and sing, Who just escap'd the fatal stroke ; So flies the bird with cheerful wing, When once the fowler's snare is broke. 4 For ever blessed be the Lord, Who broke the fowler's cursed snare ; Who sav'd us from the murd'ring sword, And made our lives and souls his care. 5 Our help is in Jehovah's name, Who form'd the earth, and built Ihe skies; 222 PSALM CXXV, CXXVI. He, that upholds that wondrous frame, Guards his own church with watchful eyes PSALM 125. S. M. The trials and safety of believers. 1 T^IRM and unmov'd are they ■*- That rest their souls on God : Fix'd as the mount where David dwelt, Or where the ark abode. 2 As mountains stood to guard The city's sacred ground, So God and his almighty love Embrace his saints around. 3 What, tho' the Father's rod Drop a chastising stroke, Yet, lest it wound their souls too deep, Its fury shall be broke. 4 Deal gently, Lord, with those, Whose faith and pious fear, Whose hope and Jove, and ev'ry grace, Proclaim their hearts sincere. 5 Nor shall the tyrant's rage Too long oppress the saint : The God of Israel will support His children, lest they faint. 6 But if our slavish fear Will choose the road to hell, We must receive our portion there, Where bolder sinners' dwell. PSALM 120. First Part. L. M Praise for unexpected mercies. 1 "^S"^7HEN God restor'd our captive state, * ■ Joy was our song, and grace our theme; A grace beyond our hopes so great, The joy appear'U but fancy's dream. FSALM CXXVI. SJ23 3 The scuffer owns thy hand, and pays Unwilling- honours to thy name ; While we with pleasure shout thy praise, With cheerful notes thy love proclaim. 3 When we review'd our dismal fears, 'Twas hiird to think they'd vanish so ; With God we left our flowing tears, He makes our joys like rivers flow. PSALM 126. Second Part. C. M. The joy of conversion. 1 ¥^7 HEN God reveal'd his gracious name, • * And chang'd my mournful state, My rapture seem'd a pleasing dream, The grace appear'd so great. S The world beheld the glorious change, And did thy hand confess ; My tongue broke out in unknown strains, And sung surprising grace. 3 " Great is the work," my neighbours cried, And own'd thy pow'r divine ; " Great is the work," my heart replied, "And be the glory thine." 4 Tbe Lord can clear the darkest skies, Can give us day for night ; Make drops of sacred sorrow rise To rivers of delight. 5 Let those that sow in sadness wait Till the fair harvest come : They shall confess their sheaves are great, And shout the blessings home. S Tho' seed lie buried long in dust, It shan't deceive their hope : The precious grain can ne'er be lost. For grace insures the crop. 224 PSALM CXXVII, CXXVIII. PSALM 12-7. L. M. Prosperity and happiness from God, 1 TF God succeed not, all the cost -*- And pains to build the house are lost If God the city do not keep, The watchful guards as well may sleep. 2 What, tho' you rise before the sun, And work and toil when day is done ; Careful and sparing eat your bread, To shun that poverty you dread ; 3 'Tis all in vain, till God hath blest ; He can make rich, yet give us rest: Children and friends are blessings too, If God, our sov'reign, make them so. 4 Happy the man to whom he sends Obedient children, faithful friends ! How sweet our daily comforts prove, When they are season'd with his love ! PSALM 128. C. M. A christian blessed in his family. 1 4\ HAPPY man, whose soul is fill'd ^-^ With faith and rev'rend awe ; Whose lips to God their honours yield, Whose life adorns the law. 2 A careful Providence shall stand, And ever guard thy head ; And on the labours of thy hand Its kindly blessings shed. 3 Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine ; Thy children round thy board, Each, like a plant of honour, shine. And learn to fear the Lord. 4 The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil, For months and years to come; PSALM CXXIX. 226 The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill, Shall send the blessings home. 5 This is the man, whose happy eyes Shall see his house increase; Shall see the sinking church arise, And leave the world in peace. PSALM 129. C. M. Persecutors punished. 1 TTP from my youth, may Israel say, ^ Have I been nurs'd in tears ; My griefs were constant as the day, And tedious as the years. 2 Up from my youth I bore the rage Of all the sons of strife ; Oft they assail'd my riper age, But not destroy'd my liie. 3 Their cruel plough had torn my flesh With furrows long and deep ; Hourly they vex'd my wounds afresh. Nor let my sorrows sleep. 4 How was their insolenee surpris'd, To hear his thunders roll ! And ali the foes of Zion seiz'd With horror to the soul. 5 Thus shall the men that hate the sainta, Be blasted from the sky ; Their glory fades, their courage faints, And all their projects die. 6 What tho' they flourish tall and fair ! They have no root beneatli ; Their growth shall perish in despair, And lie despis'd in death. 7 So corn, that on the house-top stands, No hope of harvest gives ; 10* 226 PSALM LXXX. The reaper ne'er shall fill his hands, Nor binder fold the sheaves : 8 It springs and withers on the place : No traveller bestows A word of blessing on the grass, Nor minds it as he goes. PSALM ISO. C M Pardoning grace. 1 i^|UT of the depths of long distress, ^-^ The borders of despair, I sent my cries to seek thy grace, My groans to move thine ear. 2 Great God ! should thy severer eye, And thine impartial hard, Mark and revenge iniquity, No mortal flesh could stand. 3 But there are pardons, with my God, For crimes of high degree; Thy Son has bought them with hi? blcxx' To draw us near to thee. 4 I wait for thy salvation, Lord, With strong desires I wait ; My sold, invited by thy word, Stands watching at thy gate. 5 Just aa the guards, that keep the night Long for the morning slues ; Watch the first beams of breaking ligi And meet them with their eyes ; 6 So waits my soul to see thy grace, And, more intent than they, Meets the first op'nings of thy face, And finds a brighter day. 7 Then in the Lord let Israel trust ; Let Israel seek his face : PSALM CXXaI, CXXXII. 227 The Lord is good, as well as just, And plenteous in his grace. 8 There's full redemption at his throne For sinners long enslav'd : The great Redeemer is his Son; And Israel shall be sav'd. PSALM 131. C. M. Humility and submission* 1 TS there ambition in my heart? ■*■ Search, gracious God, and see ; Or do I act a haughty part7 Lord, I appeal to thee. 2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still, And all my carriage mild ; Content, my Father, with thy will, And quiet as a child. 3 The patient soul, the lowly mind Shall have a large reward : Let saints in sorrow lie resign'd, And trust a faithful Lord. PSALM 132. First Part. L. M. Provisions' of Zion. 1 %7^niERE shall we go, to seek and find * * A habitation for our God; A dwelling for th1 eternal mind, Among the sons of ftesh and blood ? 2 The God of Jacob chose the hill Of Zion for his ancient rest ; And Zion is his dwelling still; His church is with his presence blest. 3 Here will I fix my gracious throne, And reign for ever, saith the Lord ; Here shall my pow'r and love be known, And blessings shall attend mv word. 228 PSALM CXXXI1. 4 Here will I meet the hungry poor, And fill their souls with living bread ; Sinners that wait before my door, With sweet provision shall be fed. 5 Girded with truth, and cloth'd with grace. My priests, my ministers shall shine; Not Aaron, in his costly dress, Made an appearance so divine. 6 The saints, unable to contain Their inward joy, shall shout and sing: The Son of David here shall reign, And Zion triumph in her King. 7 Jesus shall see a num'rous seed Born here, t' uphold his glorious name ; His crown shall flourish on his head, While all his foes are cloth'd with shame. A PSALM 132. Second Part. C. M. Privileges of the Nev) Testament Church RISE, O King of grace, arise, And enter to thy rest : Lo ! thy church w;iits with longing eyes, Thus to be own'd and blest. 2 Enter with all thy glorious train, Thy Spirit and thy word ; All, that the ark did once contain, Could no such grace afford. 3 Clothe all thy ministers with grace, Let truth their tongues employ ; That in the Saviour's righteousness Thy saints may shout for joy. 4 Here, mighty God ! accept our vows, Here let thy praise be spread ; Bless the provisions of thy house. And fill thy poor with bread. PSALM CXXXII, CXXXIII. 229 5 Here let the Son of David reign, Let God's anointed shine ; Justice and truth his court maintain, With love and pow'r divine. PSALM 132. Third Part. C. M. The privileges of the church under the New-Testa- ment. 1 FTT\ HE Lord in Zion plac'd his throne, -*■ His ark was settled there : To Zion the whole nation came, To worship thrice a year. 2 But we have no such lengths to walk, Nor wander far abroad ; Where'er thy saints assemble now, There is a house for God. 3 Blest Zion still, in God's esteem, All other seats excels : Wherever he records his name, 'Tis Zion ; there he dwells. 4 " Her store," says he, " I will increase, " Her poor with plenty biess ; " Her saints shall siiout for joy ; her priests "My saving health confess. 5 ' There David's pow'r shall long remain " In his establish'd line ; 'There David's Son and Lord shall reign, " And with rresh lustre shine. 6 'The faces of his van'quish'd foes " Confusion shall o'ersprcad ; " Whilst, with confirno'd success, his crown "Shall flourish on his head." PSALM 133. First Part. C. M. Brotherly love. 'TO! what an entertaining sight -■-^ Are brethren that agree ; 230 PSALM CXXX1II, CXXXIV. Brethren whose cheerful hearts unite In bonds of piety. 2 When streams of love from Christ, the spring, Descend to ev'ry soul, And heav'nly peace, with balmy wing, Shades and bedews the whole : 3 'Tis like the oil divinely sweet, On Aaron's rev'rend head : The trickling' drops perfum'd his feet. And o'er his garments spread. 4 'Tis pleasant as the morning dews That fall on Zion's hill ; Where God his mildest glory shows, And makes his grace distil. PSALM 133. Second Part. S. M. Brotherly love. 1 J3LEST are the sons of peace, -■-* Whose hearts and hopes are one ; Whose kind designs to serve and please, Thro' all their actions run. 2 Blest is the pious house, Where zeal and friendship meet : Their songs of praise, their mingled vows, Make their communion sweet. 3 Thus, on the heav'nly hills The saints are blest above, Where joy, like morning dew, distils, And all the air is love. PSALM 134. C. M. General praise. 1 '^7'E that obey th' immortal King, -*- Attend his holy place ; Bow to the glories of his pow'r, And bless his wondrous grace. PSALM CXXXV. 231 2 Lift up your hinds by morning light, And raise your souls on high ; Send your admiring thoughts by night Above the starry sky. 3 The God of Zion cheers our hearts, With rays of quick'ning grace ; The God that spread the heav'ns abroad, And rules the swelling seas. PSALM 135. First Part. L. M. The church God's house and care, — general praise. 1 T>RAISE ye the Lord, exalt his name, ■*- While in his earthly courts ye wait, Ye saints that to his house belong, Or stand attending at his gate. 9 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord is good ; To praise his name is sweet employ : Israel he chose of old, and still His church is his peculiar joy. 3 The Lord himself will judge his saints; He treats his servants as his friends : And when he hears their sore complaints, Repents the sorrows, that he sends. 4 Thro' ev'ry age the Lord declares His name, and breaks th' oppressor's rod ; He gives his suffering servants rest, And will be known th' Almighty God. 5 Bless ye the Lord, who taste his love ; People and priests exalt his name : Among his saints he ever dwells ; His diurch is his Jerusalem. PSALM 135. Second Part. L. M. Grandeur of God. 1 riREAT is the Lord, exalted high, ^~" Above all pow'rs and ev'ry throne; 232 PSALM CXXXV. Whate'er he pleas'd in earth or sea, Or heav'n, or hell, his hand hath done, 2 At his command the vapours rise, The lightnings flash, the thunders roar; He pours the rain; he brings the wind, And tempest from his airy store. 3 'Twas he, those dreadful tokens sent, O Egypt, thro' thy stubborn land ! When all thy first-born, beasts and men Fell dead by his avenging hand. 4 What mighty nations, mighty kings He slew, and their whole country gave To Israel, whom his hand redeem'd, No more to be proud Pharaoh's slave. 5 His pow'r the same, the same his grace That saves us from the hosts of hell : And heav'n he gives us to possess*, Whence those apostate angels fell. PSALM 135. Third Part. C. M. Grandeur of God — Introductory. 1 4 WAKE, ye saints, to praise your King, ■**- Your sweetest passions raise ; Your pious pleasure, while you sing, Increasing with the praise. 2 Great is the Lord ; and works unknown Are his divine employ; But still his saints are near his throne, His treasure and his joy. 3 Heav'n, earth, and sea confess his. hand ; He bids the vapours rise : Lightning and storms at his command Sweep thro' the sounding skies. 4 All pow'r, that gods or kings have claim'd, Is found with him alone; PSALM cxxxvi. m But heathen gods should ne'er he nam'd, Where our Jehovah's known. t» O Zion, trust the living God, Serve him with faith and fear ; He makes thy courts his blest abode, And claim* his honours there. PSALM 136. First Part. P. M. The wonders of creation, providence, and redemption 1 IT1 IVE thanks to God most high, ^-T The universal Lord ; The sovereign King of kings ; And be his grace ador'd. 'His povv'r and grace are still the same ; 44 And let his name have endless praise." 2 How mighty is his hand ! What wonders hath he done! He form'd the earth and seas, And spread the heav'ns alone. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure ; "And ever sure abides thy word." 3 His wisdom fram'd the sun, To crown the day with light ; The moon and twinkling stars, To cheer the darksome night. "His pow'r and grace are still the same "And let his name have endless praise.' 4 He smote the first-born sons, The flow'r of Egypt, dead ; And thence his chosen tribes With joy and glory led. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure "And ever sure abides thy word." 5 His pow'r and lifted rod Cleft the Red Sea in two; 234 PSALM CXXXVI. And for his people made A wondrous passage through. " His pow'r and grace are still the same ; "And let his name have endless praise." 6 But cruel Pharaoh there, With all his host, he drown'd, And brought his Israel safe Thro' a long desert ground. " Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure ; "And ever sure abides thy word." 7 The kings of Canaan fell Beneath his dreadful hand ; While his own servants took Possession of their land. "His pow'r and grace are still the same; " And let his name have endless praise." 8 He saw the nations lie Ail perishing in sin ; And pitied the sad state The ruin'd world was in. 4 Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure, "And ever sure abides thy word." 9 He sent his only Son, To save us from our woe, From Satan, sin, and death, And ev'ry hurtful foe. " His pow'r and grace are still the same; " And let his name have endless praise." 10 Give thanks aloud to God, To God the heuv'nly king ; And let the spacious earth His works and glories sing. "Thy mercy, Lord, shall still endure, "And ever sure abides thy word." PSALM CXXXVI, CXXXVII. 235 PSALM ISO. Second Part. L. M. The wonders of creation, providence, and redemption, 1 d~^> IVE to our God immortal praise ; ^*^ Mercy and truth are all his ways: Give to the Lord of lords renown, The King of kings with glory crown. 2 He built the earth, he spread the sky, And fix'd the starry lights on high : He fills the sun with morning light, / He bids the moon direct the night. 3 The Jews he freed from Pharaoh's hand, And brought them to the promis'd land : He saw the Gentiles dead in sin, And felt his pity work within. 4 He sent his Son with pow'r to save From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : " Wonders of grace to God belong, " Repeat his mercies in your song." 3 Thro' this vain world he guides our feet, And leads us to his heav'nly seat: " His mercies ever shall endure, " When this vain world shall be no more.' PSALM 137. First Fart. L. M The sorrows of Israel in captivity. 1 ¥3 Y Babel's stream the captives sate, -*-* And wept for Zion's hapless fate : Useless, their harps on willows hung, While foes requir'd a sacred song. 2 With taunting voice, and scornful eye, " Sing us a song of heav'n," they cry : " While foes deride our God, and King, " How can we tune our harps or sing ?" 3 " If Zion's woes our hearts forget, • Or cease to mourn for Israel's fate, 236 PSALM CXXXVII. "Let useful skill our hands forsake ; " Our hearts with hopeless sorrow break." 4 "Thou, ruin'd Salem, to our eyes " Eacli day, in sad remembrance, rise ! " Should we e'er cease to feel thy wrongs, " Lost be our joys, and mute our tongues !" f> " Remember, Lord, proud Edom's sons, " Who cried, exulting at our groans, " While Salem trembled at her base, " Rase them : her deep foundations rase.' 6 While thus they sung, the mourners viewM Their foes by Cyrus' arm subdu'd, And saw his glory rise, who spread Their streets, and fields, with hosts of dead 7 Pleas'd, they foresaw the blest decree, That set their tribes from bondage free ; Renew'd the temple, and restor'd The sacred worship of the Lord. PSALM 137. Second Part. L. M Tiie Church in distress, seeking God. J T ORD, in those dark and dismal days, ■*-^ We mourn the hidings of thy face ; Proud enemies our path surround, To level Zion with the ground. 2 Her sons, her worship, they deride, And hiss thy word with tongues of pride; And cry, t' insult our humble prayer, " Where is your God, ye Christians, where ?* 3 Errors, and sins, and follies grow ; Thy saints bow down in deepest woe : Their love decays, their zeal is o'er ; And thousands walk with Christ no more. 4 To huopier days our bosoms turn ; Those days but teach us how to mourn : PSALM CXXXVII. 237 The God, who bade his mercy flow, In wrath withdraws his blessings now. 5 The blessing from thy truth's withdrawn; Its quick'ning, saving influ'nce gone : Unwarn'd, unwaken'd, sinners hear, Nor see their awful danger near. 6 In dews unseen, in scanty show'rs, Thy Spirit sheds his healing pow'rs : Thy thirsty ground is parch'd beneath, And all is barrenness, and death. 7 Yet still, thy name be ever blest, On thee our hope shall safely rest : Zion her Saviour soon shall see Arruy'd to set his Israel tree. 8 Jesus, with vengeance arm'd, shall come To crush his foes, and seal their doom ; Thy mystic Babel whelm in dust, Her pomp, her idols, povv'r and trust. 9 Then shall thy saints exult, and sing The matchless glories of their King; Nations before his altar bend, And peace from realm to realm extend. PSALM 137. Third Part. S. M Love for the church. 1 T LOVE thy kingdom, Lord, -*- The house of thine abode ; The church our blest Redeemer sav'd With his own precious blood. 2 I love thy Chinch, O God! Her walls before thee stand, Dear as the apple of thine eye, And graven on thy hand. 3 If e'er to bless thy sons My voice, or hands deny 238 PSALM CXXXV1II. These hands let useful skill forsake, This voice in silence die. 4 If e'er my heart forget Her welfare, or her woe, Let ev'ry joy this heart forsake, And ev'ry grief o'erflow. 5 For her my tears shall fall ; For her my prayers ascend ; To her my cares and toils be giv'n, Till toils and cares shall end 6 Beyond my highest joy I prize her heav'nly ways ; Her sweet communion, solemn vows. Her hymns of love and praise. 7 Jesus, thou Friend divine, Our Saviour, and our King, Thy hand from ev'ry snare and foe Shall great deliv'rance bring. 8 Sure as thy truth shall last, To Zion shall be giv'n The brightest glories, earth can yield And brighter bliss of heav'n. PSALM 138. L. M Praise for deliverance. 1 "VM7ITH all my povv'rs of heart ami tongue » » I'll praise my Maker in my song : Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. 2 Angels, that make thy church their care, Shall witness my devotion there ; While holy zeal directs mine eyes To thy fair temple in the skies. 3 I'll sing thy truth and mercy, Lord, I'll cing the wonders of thy word ; PSALM CXXXIX. 239 Not all thy works and names below So much thy pow'r and glory show. 4 To God I cried when troubles rose ; He heard me, and subdu'd my foes ; He did my rising fears control, And strength ditfus'd thro' all my soul. 5 The God of heav'n maintains his state, Frowns on the proud, and scorns the great But from his throne descends, to see The sons of humble poverty. 6 Amid a thousand snares I stand, Upheld and guarded by thy hand : Thy words my fainting soul revive, And keep my dying faith alive. 7 Grace will complete what grace begins, To save from sorrows and from sins : The work, that wisdom undertakes, Eternal mercy ne'er forsakes. PSALM 139. First Part. L. M. The omniscience and omnipresence of God. 1 npHOU, Lord, by strictest search hast known -*- My rising up and lying down: My secret thoughts are known to thee, Known long before conceiv'd by me. 2 Thine eye my bed and path surveys, My public haunts and private ways ; Thou know'st what 'tis my lips would vent; My yet unutter'd words' intent 3 Within thy circling pow'r I stand , On ev'ry side I find thy hand : Awake, asleep, at home, abroad, I am surrounded still with God. 4 O ! could I so perfidious be, To think o? once deserting theu ? 240 PSALM CXXXIX. Where, Lord, could I thy influ'nce shun ? Or whither from thy presence run ? 5 If up to heav'n I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwcll'st enthron'd in light; If down to hell's infernal plains, 'Tis there almighty vengeance reigns. 6 If I the morning wings could gain, And fly beyond the western main, Thy swifter hand would first arrive, And there arrest thy fugitive. 7 Or should I try to shun thy sight, Beneath the sable wings of night ; One glance from thee, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. 8 The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Thro1 midnight shades thou find'st thy way, As in the blazing noon of day. 9 " O may these thoughts possess my breast, "Where'er I rove, where'er I rest! u Nor let my weaker passions dare " Consent to sin ; for God is there." PSALM 139. Second Part. C. M. The wisdom of God in the formation of man, 1 "¥X7HEN I with pleasing wonder stand, w'w And all my frame survey ; Lord, 'tis thy work ; I own, thy hand Thus built my humble clay. 2 Thy hand my heart and reins possest, Where unborn nature grew : Thy wisdom all my features trac'd, And all my members drew. 3 Thine eye with nicest care survey'd The growth ol ev'ry part ; PSALM CXXXIX. 241 Till the whole scheme, thy thoughts had laid. Was copied by thine art. 4 rieav'n, earth, and sea, and fire, and wind, Show me thy wondrous skill ; But I review myself, and find Divinei wonders still. 5 Thine awful glories round me shine, My flesh proclaims thy praise ; Lord, to thy works of nature join Thy miracles of grace. PSALM 139. Third Part. C. M. The mercies of God innumerable. — An evening Psalm. 1 T ORD, when I count thy mercies o'er, -*-* They strike me with surprise ; Not all the sands that spread the shore To equal numbers jise. U My flesh with fear and wonder stands, The product of thy skill ; And hourly blessings from thy hands Thy thoughts of love reveal. 3 These on my heart by night I keep ; How kind, how dear to me ! 0 I may the hour that ends my sleep Still find my thoughts with thee. PSALM 139. Fourth Part. L. M. Christian integrity — An appeal to God. 1 1VTY God, what inwaid grief I feel, 1TA When impious men transgress thy will 1 mourn to hear their lips profane, Take thy tremendous name in vain. 2 Does not my soul detest and hate The sons of malice and deceit ? Those that oppose thy laws and thee, I count them enemies to me. 11 2452 PSALM CXL. 3 Lord, search my soul, try ev'ry thought: Tho' my own heart accuse me not Of walking in a false disguise ; I beg the trial of thine eyes. 4 Doth secret mischief lurk within ? Do I indulge some unknown sin ? 0 turn my feet whene'er I stray ! And lead me in thy perfect way PSALM 140. S. M. A complaint against personal enemies 1 "M/I" Y God, while impious men, if X With malice in their heart, My peace destroy, my life defame, Thy guardian grace impart. 2 With poison in their lips, And with a serpent's tongue, They sting my fainting soul to death, And make my name their song 3 Ceaseless they lie in wait, My footsteps to betray ; They hide their snare, they set their gia. Beside my peaceful way. 4 O hear my humble cry ! Their fondest hope destroy ; Their arts confound, their plots disclose, And blast their envious joy. 5 On their own heads shall fall The mischiefs they devise ; Thy hand shall take them in their net, Their slanders, and their lies. 6 As coals the wood consume, As pits receive their slain ; So shall the men of malice sink, And never rise again. PSALM CXLI, CXLII. 243 7 The Lord, who hates the proud, Shall scorch the sland'rous tongue ; Shall hunt the wicked from the earth, And well requite their wrong. 8 Thou wilt sustain the poor, And bid th' afflicted sing; Before thee shall thy children dwell, Their Father, and their king. PSALM 141. L. M. Watchfulness and brotherly love. — A morning or evening psalm. 1 "pVI~Y" God, accept my early vows, -L'-*- Like morning incense in thy house ; And let my nightly worship rise, Sweet as the ev'ning sacrifice. 2 Watch o'er my lips, and guard them, Lord, From ev'ry rash and heedless word ; Nor let my feet incline to tread The guilty path, where sinners lead. 3 O may the righteous, when I stray, Smite and reprove my wand'rin^ way ! Their gentle words, like ointnii;it shed, Shall never bruise but cheer my head. 4 When I behold them prest with grief, I'll cry to heav'n for their relief; And by my warm petitions prove, How much I prize their faithful iove. PSALM 142. C. M. Deliverance in sore distress. 1 P|lO God I made my sorrows known, ■*- From God I sought relief; In long complaints before his threne, I pour'd out all my grief. 2 My soul was overwhelm'd with woes, My heart began to break: 244 PSALM CXL1I1. My God, who all my burdens knows, Knows ev'ry way I take. 3 On ev'ry side I cast mine eye, And found my helpers gone; While friends and strangers pass'd me by, Neglected or unknown. 4 Then did I raise a louder cry, And call'd thy mercy near ; "Thou art niy portion when I die: "Be thou my refuge here." 5 Lord, I am brought exceeding low ; Now let thine ear attend, And make my foes who vex me, know, I've an Almighty Friend. 6 From my sad prison set me free ; Then shall I praise thy name ; And holy men shall join with me, Thy kindness to proclaim. PSALM 143. L. M. Mourning under afflictions. 1 TkM Y righteous Judge, my gracious God ! IT J Hear, when I spread my hands abroad And cry for succour from thy throne : O make thy truth and mercy known ! 2 Let judgment net against me pass ; Behold, thy servant pleads thy grace : Should justice call us to thy bar, No living man is guiltless there. 3 Look down in pity, Lord, and see The mighty woes that burden me : Down to the dust my life is brought, Like one long buried and forgot. 4 I dwell in darkness and unseen, My heart is desolate within ; PSALM CXLIII. 245 My thoughts in musing silence trace The ancient wonders of thy grace. 5 Thence I derive a glimpse of hope To bear my sinking spirits up ; I stretch my hands to God again, And thirst, like parched lands, for rain. 6 For thee I thirst, I pray, I mourn; When will thy smiling face return? Shall all my joys on earth remove ? And God for ever hide his love ? 7 My God, thy long delay, to save, Will sink thy pris'ner to the grave ; My heart grows faint, and dim mine eye ; Make haste to help before I die, 8 The night is witness to my tears, Distressing pains, distressing fears: O, might I hear thy mourning voice, How would my wearied pow'rs rejoice ! 9 In thee I trust, to thee I sigh, And raise my grieved soul on high ; For thee sit waiting all the day, And wear the tiresome hours away. 10 Break off my fetters, Lord, and show Which is the path, my feet should go ; If snares and foes beset the road, I flee to hide me near my God. 11 Teach me to do thy holy will, And lead me to thy heav'nly hill ; Let the Good Spirit of thy love Conduct me to thy courts above. i2 Then shall my soul no more complain The tempter then shall rage in vain : And flesh, that was my foe before, Shall never vex my spirit more. 24G PSALM CXLIV. PSALM 144. First Fart. C. M. Victory in the spiritual warfare. 1 ¥^0R ever blessed be the Lord, ■*- My Saviour and my shield ; He sends his Spirit with his word, To arm me for the field. 2 When sin and hell their force unite, He makes my soul his care ; Instructs me to the heav'nly fight, And guards me thro' the war. 3 A friend and helper so divine, Does my weak courage raise ; He makes the glorious vict'ry mine ; And his shall be the praise. PSALM 144. Second Part. C. M. The vanity of man — Condescension of God. 1 T ORD, what is man, poor feeble man ! -*-J Born of the earth at first ; His life a shadow, light and vain, Still hast'ning to the dust ! 2 O what is feeble dying man, Or any of his race, That God should make it his concern To visit him with grace ! 3 That God, who darts his lightnings down, Who shakes the worlds above ; While mountains tremble at his frown : How wondrous is his love ! PSALM 144. Third Part. L. M. The happy nation. 1 TTAPPY the city, where their sons M.M. Like pillars round a palace set, And daughters, bright as polish'd stones; Give strength and beauty to the state. PSALM CXLV. 247 2 Happy the country, where the sheep, Cattle, and corn, have large increase ; Where men securely work, or sleep, Nor sons of plunder break their peace. 3 Happy the nation thus endow'd : But more divinely blest are those, On whom the all-sufficient God, Himself with all his grace bestows. PSALM 145. First Part. L. M. General praise — Greatness of Goa. 1 ~\M Y God, my King, thy various praise -«-*-■- Shall fill the remnant of my days ; Thy grace employ my humble tongue, Till death and glory raise the song. SI The wings of ev'ry hour shall bear Some thankful tribute to thine ear ; And ev'ry setting sun shall see New works of duty done for thee. 3 Thy truth and justice I'll proclaim ; Thy bounty flows an endless stream , Thy mercy swift ; thine anger slow ; But dreadful to the stubborn foe. 4 Thy works with sov'reign glory shine, And speak thy majesty divine : Let Zion in her courts proclaim The sound and honour of thy name 5 Let distant times and nations raise The long succession of thy praise ; And unborn ages make my song The joy and labour of their tongue. 6 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds » Thy greatness all our thoughts exceeds : Vast and unsearchable thy ways ; Vast and immortal be thy praise. 248 PSALM CXLV. PSALM 145. Second Part. CM The goodness of God. 1 ^JWEET is the mem'ry of thy grace, ^ My God, my heav'nly King: Let age to age thy righteousness In sounds of glory sing. 2 God reigns on high, but not confines His goodness to the skies ; Thro' the whole earth his bounty shines, And ev'ry want supplies. 3 With longing eyes thy creatures wait On thee for daily food ; Thy lib'ral hand provides their meat, And fills their mouths with good. 4 How kind are thy cm passions, Lord How slow thine anger moves : But soon he sends his pard'ning word To cheer tne souls he loves. 5 Creatures, with all their endless race, Thy pow'r and praise proclaim ; But saints that taste thy richer grace Delight to bless thy name. PSALM 145. Third Part. CM The mercy of God. 1 T ET e^ry tongue thy mercy speak, -*-^ Thou sov'reign Lord of all ; Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak And raise the poor that fall. 2 When sorrow bows the spirit down, Or virtue lies Sistrest Beneath some proud oppressor's frown, Thou giv'st the mourners rest. 3 The Lord supports our sinking- days, And guides our giddy youth : PSALM CXLVf. 24y Holy and just are all his ways, And all his words are truth. 4 He knows the pain his servants feel ; He hears his children cry ; And their best wishes to fulfil, His grace is ever nigh. 5 His mercy never shall remove From men of heart sincere : He saves the souls, whose humble love Is join'd with holy fear. 6 His stubborn foes, his sword shall slay, And pierce their hearts with pain ; But none, that serve the Lord, shall say, " They sought his aid in vain." 7 My lips shall dwell upon his praise, And spread his fame abioad : Let all the sons of Adam raise The honours of their God. PSALM 146. First Part. L. M. Goodness and faithfulness of God. 1 "ORAISE ye the Lord : my heart shall joir -*• In work so pleasant, so divine; Now while the flesh is my abode, And when my soul ascends to God. 2 Praise shall employ my noblest pow'rs, While immortality endures ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last. 3 Why should I make a man my trust ? Princes must die and turn to dust ; Their breath departs, their pomp and pow'r. And thoughts, all vanish in an hour. 4 Happy the man, whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; he made the sky, 11* 250 PSALM CXI, VI. And earth and seas, with all their train And none shall find his promise vain. 5 His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor ; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace, And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 6 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He helps the stranger in distress, The widow and the fatherless. 7 He loves his saints, he knows them well, But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns ; Praise him in everlasting strains. PSALM 146. Second Part. P. M Goodness and faithfulness of God. 1 T'LL praise my Maker with my breath : -■■ And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs ; My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures 2 Why should I make a man my trust ? Princes must die and turn to dust : Vain is the help of flesh and blood ; Their breath departs, their pomp, and pow*r And thoughts, all vanish in an hour : Nor can they make their promise good. 3 Happy the man whose hopes rely On Israel's God ; he made the sky, And earth and seas, with all their tram : His truth for ever stands secure ; He saves th' opprest, he feeds the poor ; And none shall find his promise vain. PSALM CXLVIi. 251 4 The Lord hath eyes to give the blind ; The Lord supports the sinking mind ; He sends the lab'ring conscience peace ; He helps the stranger in distress. The widow, and the fatherless ; And grants the pris'ner sweet release. 5 He loves his saints, he knows them well ; But turns the wicked down to hell : Thy God, O Zion, ever reigns. Let ev'ry tongue, let ev'ry age, In this exalted work engage ; Praise him in everlasting strains. 6 I'll praise him while he lends me breatli ; And when my voice is lost in death, Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs : My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life, and thought, and being last, Or immortality endures. PSALM 147. First Part. L. M. Providence and grace. 1 TJRAISE ye the Lord : 'tis good to raise ■*- Our hearts and voices in his praise : His nature and his works invite To make this duty our delight. 2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem, And gathers nations to his name : His mercy melts the stubborn soul, And makes the broken spirit whole. & He form'd the stars, those heavenly rlames, He counts their numbers, calls their names : His wisdom's vast, and knows no bound, A deep where all our thoughts are drown'd. 4 Great is our Lord, and great his might ; And all his glories infinite: 252 PSALM CXLVII. He crowns the meek, rewards the just, And treads the wicked to the dust. 5 The saints are lovely in his sight : On them he looks with great delight : He sees their hope, he knows their fear, And views, and loves his image there. PSALM 14?. Second Part. L. M. The Seasons of the year. 1 T ET Zion praise the mighty God, . -S-^ And make "his honours known abroad For sweet the joy our songs to raise, And glorious is the work of praise. 2 Our children live secure and blest; Our shores have peace, our cities rest ; He feeds our sons with finest wheat, And adds his blessing to their meat, 3 The changing seasons he ordains, The early and the latter rains ; His flakes of snow, like wool, he sends, And thus the springing corn defends. 4 With hoary frost he strews the ground ; His hail descends with dreadful sound ; His icy bands the rivers hold, And terror arms his vnntry cold. 5 He bids the warmer breezes blow, The ice dissolves, the waters flow ; But he hath nobler works and ways To call his children to his praise. 6 Thro' all our coasts his laws are shown, His gospel thro' the nation known : He hath not thus reveal'd his word To ev'ry land : Praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXT.VIT. ?53 PSALM 147. Third Part. CM- The seasons of the year. I ~\7K7" ITH songs and honours sounding loud * * Address the Lord on high ; Around the heav'ns he spreads his cloud, And waters veil the sky. 9 Pie sends his show'rs of blessings down To cheer the plains below ; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. S He gives the grazing ox his meat, He hears the raven's cry ; But man, who tastes his finest wheat, Should raise his honours high. I His steady counsels change the face Of the declining year ; He bids the sun cut short his race, And wintry days appear. I His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground : The liquid streams forbear to flow, In icy fetters bound. 8 When, from his dreadful stores on high, He pours the rattling hail ; The wretch, that dares his God defy, Shall find his courage fail. 7 He sends his word, and melts the snow ; The fields no longer mourn ; He calls the southern gales to blow, And bids the spring return. i The changing wind, the flying cloud, Obey his mighty word : With songs and honours sounding loud, Praise ye the sov'reign Lord. t5l PSALM CXLVIII PSALM 148. First Part. P. M Universal praise. 1 "V7E tribes of Adam, join * With heav'n and earth and seaa, And offer notes divine To your Creator's praise. Ye holy throng of angels bright, In worlds of light, begin the song. 2 Thou sun with dazzling rays, And moon that rul'st the night, Shine to your Maker's praise, With stars of twinkling light. His pow'r declare, ye floods on high, And clouds, that fly in empty air. 3 The shining worlds above In glorious order stand, Or in swift courses move By his supreme command. He spake the word, and all their frame From nothing came, to praise the Lord. 4 He mov'd the mighty wheels In unknown ages past ; And each his word fulfils, While time and nature last. In different ways his works proclaim His wondrous name, and speak his praise 5 Let all the earth-born race, And monsters of the deep ; The fish that cleave the seas, Or in their bosom sleep ; From sea and shore their tribute pay, And still display their Maker's pow'r. 6 Ye vapours, hail and snow, Praise ye th' Almighty Lord; PSALM CXLVII1. 255 And stormy winds, that blow, To execute his word. When lightnings shine, or thunoers roar, Let earth adore his hand divine. 7 Ye mountains near the skies, With lofty cedars there, And trees of humbler size That fruit in plenty bear ; Beasts wild and tame, birds, flies, and worms In various forms, exalt his name. 6 Ye kings, and judges, fear The Lord, the sov'reign King ; And, while you rule us here, His heav'nly honours sing : Nor let the dream of pow'r and state Make you forget his pow'r supreme. V Virgins, and youth, engage To sound his praise divine, While infancy and age Their feebler voices join. Wide as he reigns, his name be sung By ev'ry tongue, in endless strains. I"1 Lift all the nations fear The God that rules above ; He brings his people near, And makes them taste his love : While earth and sky attempt his praise, His saints shall raise his honours high. PSALM 14§. Second Part. L. M. Universal praise to God. OUD hallelujahs to the Lord, From distant worlds, where creatures dwell | Let heav'n begin the solemn word, And sound it dreadful down to hell. L 256 PSALM CXLIX. 2 The Lord, how absolute he reigns . Let ev'ry angel bend the knee ; Sing of his love in heav'nly strains, And speak how fierce his terrors be. 3 Mortals, can you refrain your tongue, When nature all around you sings ? O for a shout from old and young, From humble swains and lofty kings ! 4 Wide as his vast dominion lies, Make the Creator's name be known ; Loud as his thunder shout his praise, And sound it lofty as his throne. 5 Jehovah ! 'tis a glorious word ! O may it dwell on ev'ry tongue ! But saints, who best have known the Lord Are bound to raise the noblest song. PSALM 149. C. M. The triumph of the church. 1 A LL ye that love the Lord, rejoice, -£*- And let your songs be new ; Amid the church with cheerful voice, His later wonders show. 2 The Jews, the people of his grace, Shall their Redeemer sing ; And Gentile nations join the praise, While Zion owns her King. 3 The Lord takes pleasure in the just, Whom sinners treat with scorn* The meek, that lie despis'd in dust, Salvation shall adorn. 4 Saints shall be joyful in their King, Ev'n on a dying bed ; And, like the souls, in glory sing : For God shall raise the dead. PSALM CL. 257 5 Then his high praise shall fill their tongues, Their hand shall wield the sword ; And vengeance shall attend their song ; The vengeance of the Lord. 6 When Christ the judgment-seat ascends, And bids the world appear ; Thrones are prepar'd for all his friends, Who humbly lov'd him here. 7 Then shall they rule, with iron rod, Nations that dar'd rebel ; And join the sentence of their God, On tyrants doom'd to hell. B The royal sinner bound in chains, New triumphs shall afford : Such honour for the saints remains ; Praise ye, and love the Lord. PSALM 150. First Part. P M. Universal praise to the God of our saltation, 1 TN Zion's sacred gates, -■- Let hymns of praise begin ; Where acts of faith and love With ceaseless beauty shine : In mercy there, while God is known, Before his throne, with songs appear. 2 In heav'n, his house on high, Ye angels, lift your voice ; Let heav'nly harps resound, And happy saints rejoice : The glories sing, that ever shine, With pomp divine, around your Klig. 3 His wondrous acts demand, His wisdom and his grace, The labours of our hands, And transports of our praise : 258 PSALM C:L. Rehearse his name to ev'ry shore, Where'er his pow'r his works proclaim. 4 Let the trump's martial voice, The timbrel's softer sound, The organ's solemn peal, United praise resound. To swell the song with highest joy, Let man employ his tuneful tongue. PSALM 150. Second Part. L. M. Hallelujah. RAISE ye the Lord ; all nature join 1 "DRA * In work and worship so divine : Let heav'n and earth unite, and raise High hallelujahs to his praise. 2 While realms of joy, and worlds around, Their hallelujahs loud resound ; Let saints below, and saints above, Exulting sing redeeming love. 3 As instruments w7ell tun'd and strung, We'll praise the Lord with heart and tongue; While life remains, we'll loud proclaim High hallelujahs to his name. 4 Beyond the grave, in nobler strains, When freed from sorrow, sin, and pains, Eternally the church will raise High hallelujahs to his praise. 5 Praise the Father, Hallelujah ; Praise ye the Son, Hallelujah ; Praise the Spirit, Hallelujah ; These three are one, praise ye the Lord. NEW AEKANGEMENT HYMNS, ADOPTED BY GENERAL SYNOD, AND, BY THEIR AUTHORITY, USED IN THE REFORMED PROTESTANT DUTCH CHURCH. TABLE FOR CATECHETICAL EXPOSITION. I. LORD'S DAY, 253, 323, 90, 326, 324, 336, 42, 91, 100, 101, 130, 308, 312, 333, 390. n. LORD'S DAY, 201—203, 205, 207. HI. LORD'S DAY, 174, 184, 185, 200, 327, 287—289, 291, 294, 295. IV. LORD'S DAY. 26, 39, 40. V. LORD'S DAY, 106, 94, 251, 41, 320. VI. LORD'S DAY, 73, 78, 79, 112, 240. VII. LORD'S DAY, 193, 404-409, 439, 171, 334, 353, 354, 408, 40ft VIII. LORD'S DAY, 44—50, incl. IX. LORD'S DAY, 27, 173, 31-38, 176, 181, 183. X. LORD'S DAY, 175, 177-180, 434, 380, 384, 438. XL LORD'S DAY. 56—58, 51—53, 65—68, 76, 93, 96. XII. LORD'S DAY, 80, 81, 325, 59, 60, 105, 445. Xin. LORD'S DAY, 74, 75, 54, 331, 332, 77. XIV. LORD'S DAY, 72, 107, 61, 104, 108—117. XV. LORD'S DAY, 121—129. XVI. LORD'S DAY, 120, 82-84, 89— vide hymns from 727— 74ft XVII. LORD'S DAY, 133—137, 52. XVIII. LORD'S DAY, 138—142. XIX. LORD'S DAY, 143, 144, 146, 149, 150, 103, 755—766. XX LORD'S DAY, 151—167, 365, 254, 266. XXL LORD'S DAY, 467—469, 400, 402, 168, 169, 250, 398, 269, 7ft 270, 335, 399, 403. XXII. LORD'S DAY, 751—754, 320, 321, 337, 338, 765—785. XXIII. LORD'S DAY. 328, 329, 97, 406, 68—71. XXIV. LORD'S DAY, 206, 319, 131. XXV. LORD'S DAY, 513, 538. XXVL LORD'S DAY, 514, 520. XXVII. LORD'S DAY, 515—519. XXVUI.) and > LORD'S DAY. See Hymns on Lord's Supper, 521— 548, ind. XXIX.) XXX. LORD'S DAY, 128, 85-88. XXXL LORD'S DAY, 18, 19, 24, 505, 241—246, 562, 145, 187—192, 197, 255, 263. XXX3L LORD'S DAY, 450, 428, 63, 172, 411, 412, 395, 95, 102, 302, 30ft 387—391. XXXin. LORD'S DAY, 330, 420, 322, 433, 296—302, 310, 315. XXXIV. LORD'S DAY, 202, 208. XXXV. LORD"S DAY, 209, 28—32. XXXVI. LORD'S DAY, 210. XXXV [I. LORD'S DAY, 211, 212. JLXXVIII. LORD'S DAY, 213—218, incl. XXXIX. LORD'S DAY, 219—228, incL XL. LORD'S DA Y, 229—232, inc., 247. XLI. LO RD'S D A Y, 233, 234, 682, 683. XLII. LORD'S DAY, 235, 236, 429, 449. XLIII. LORD'S DAY, 237, 425, 426, 418—421. XLIV. LORD'S DAY, 238, 239, 204. XLV. LORD'S DAY, 477—486. XLVI. LORD'S DAY, 487— 189. XLVII. LORD'S DAY, 25, 490. XL VIII. LORD'S DAY, 491-494, 566. See Missionary Hymns, 549- 609. XLIX. LORD'S DAY, 495, 430, 436, 384, 346, 362, 363, 367, 378. L. LORD'S DAY, 496, 182, 448. LI. LORD'S DAY, 497. LI1. LORD'S DAY, 465, 432, 498-502,344, 347. HYMNS. NEW ARRANGEMENT. INTRODUCTORY. 1— P. M. Hymn 1. Add. Praise. 1 (~\K Zion tune thy voice, V_/ And lift thy hands on high ; Tell all the world thy joys, And shout salvation nigh : Cheerful in God, arise and shine, While rays divine stream all abroad. 2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams that cannot fade; His all resplendent grace He pours around thy head : The nations round, thy form shall view, With lustre new, divinely crown'd. 3 In honour to his name, Reflect that sacred light, And loud that grace pioclaim, Which makes thy darkness bright : Pursue his praise, till sov'reign love, In worlds above, thy glory raise. (261) 262 HYMN II. 4 There, on his holy hill, A brighter sun shall rise, And with his radiance fill Those fairer, purer skies : While round his throne, ten thousand stars In nobler spheres, his influence own. 2— C. P. M. Hymn 2. Add. Praise. 1 /~*\ 0, tune thy voice to sacred song ; VT Exert thy noblest pow'rs ! Go, mingle with the choral throng, The Saviour's praises to prolong, Amid life's fleeting hours. 2 0 ! hast thou felt a Saviour's love, That flame of heav'nly birth ? Then let thy strains melodious prove, With rapture soaring far above The trifling toys of earth. 3 Hast found the pearl of price unknown, That cost a Saviour's blood 1 Heir of a bright celestial crown, That sparkles near th' eternal throne, O, sing the praise of God ! 4 Sing of the Lamb that once was slain That man might be forgiv'n ; Sing how he broke death's bars in twain, Ascending high in bliss to reign, The God of earth and heav'n. 5 Begin on earth the notes of praise, " Glory to God on high," Sing through the remnant of thy days, At death, the song of vict'ry raise, And soar beyond the sky. HYMN III. 263 3— C. P. M. Hymn 3. Add. Praise. 1 "OEGIN, my soul, th' exalted lay, JD Let each enraptured thought obey, And praise the Almighty name : Let heav'n and earth, and seas and skies, In one melodious concert rise, To swell th' inspiring theme. 2 Thou heav'n of heav'ns, his vast abode, Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker — God, Ye thunders, speak his power ; Lo ! on the lightning's fiery wing, In triumph walks th' eternal King : Th' astonish'd worlds adore. 3 Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise, To join the thunders of the skies, Praise him who bids you roll : His praise in softer notes declare, Each whispering breeze of yielding air, And breathe it to the soul. 4 Wake, all ye soaring throngs, and sing; Ye feather'd warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise, To him who shaped your finer mould, Who tipp'd your glitt'ring wings with gold, And tuned your voice to praise. 5 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, Let man, in God's own image made, His breath in praise employ ; Spread wide his Maker's name around, Till heav'n shall echo back the sound, ' In songs of holy joy. 264 HYMN IV, V. 4— L. M. Hymn 4. Add Praise. 1 /""10ME, O my soul, in sacred lays, y~J Attempt thy great Creator's praise : But 0, what tongue can speak his fame, "What mortal verse can reach the theme I 2 Enthroned amid the radiant spheres, He, glory like a garment, wears : To form a robe of light divine, Ten thousand suns around him shine. 3 In all our Maker's grand designs, Omnipotence with wisdom shines ; His works, through all this wondrous frame, Declare the glory of his name. 4 Raised on devotion's lofty wing, Do thou, my soul, his glories sing ; And let his praise employ thy tongue, Till list'ning worlds shall join the song. 5— C. M. Hymn 5. Add Perpetual Praise. 1 T7"ES, I will bless thee, 0 my God, X Through all my mortal days ; And to eternity prolong Thy vast, thy boundless praise. 2 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim The honours of my God ; My life, with all its active pow'rs, Shall spread thy praise abroad. 3 Not death itself shall stop my song, Though death will close my eyes, My thoughts shall then to nobler heights And sweeter raptures rise. , HYMN VI. 265 4 There shall my lips in endless praise Their grateful tribute pay ; The theme demands an angel's tongue And an eternal day. 6— L. M. Hymn 1, B. 8. Creation praising God. 1 ri^HE spacious firmament on high, -L With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heav'ns, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. 2 The unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's pow'r display, And publishes to every land. The work of an Almighty hand. 3 Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale ; And, nightly, to the list'ning earth, Repeats the story of her birth. 4 Whilst all the stars that round her burn And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. 5 What, though in solemn silence all Move round this dark terrestrial ball ; What, though no real voice nor sound Amidst their radiant orbs be found; 6 In reason's ear they all rejoice, And utter forth a glorious voice, For ever singing, as they shine, " The hand that made us is divine." 12 266 HYMN VII, VIII. 7— 8s 7s 4s, Hymn 6. Add Invocation. 1 TN thy name, O Lord, assembling, JL We, thy people, now draw near; Teach us to rejoice with trembling ; Speak, and let thy servants hear — Hear with meekness, Hear thy word with godly fear. 2 "While our days on earth are lengthen'd, Let us give them, Lord, to thee, Cheer'd by hope and daily strengthen'd, We would run, nor weary be ; Till thy glory Without clouds in heaven we see. 3 There in worship, purer, sweeter, All thy people shall adore, Tasting of enjoyment, greater Than they could conceive before ; Full enjoyment, Full, unmix'd, for evermore. 8— P. M. 7s. Hymn 7. Add Invocation. 1 T ORD, we come before thee now j -Li At thy feet we humbly bow ; O ! do not our suit disdain ; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 2 Lord, on thee our souls depend, In compassion, now descend ; Fill our hearts with thy rich grace ; Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 3 Send some message, from thy word, That may joy and peace afford ; Let thy Spirit now impart Full salvation to each heart. HYMN IX, X. 267 4 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. 5 Grant, that all may seek and find Thee, a God supremely kind : Heal the sick, the captive free- Let us all rejoice in thee. 9— P. M. 7, Hymn 8. Add Invocation. 1 "T ORD, behold thy people here, -Li Come to learn what thou wilt say ; O, in mercy now draw near ; Meet thy people when they pray; Thou art God, and thou alone, Lord, we worship at thy throne. 2 Jesus, 'tis on thee we call, Israel's Saviour, Israel's King; Low before thy feet we fall ; Thee, whom angels love, we sing; Saviour, lead us in the way, Only thee would we obey. 3 Teach us what we do not know, Lord, instruct us in thy will ; What we learn. O may we do ! To thy voice obedient still ; Close to thee may we abide, Thee, our Saviour and our Guide. 10— C. P. M. Hymn 9. Add. Social Worship. 1 u "TTTHERE two or three together meet, V V My love and mercy to repeat And tell what I have done, 268 HYMN XL There will I be,?' saith God, " to bless, And ev"ry burden'd soul redress, Who worships at my throne." 2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, Speak to each heart some cheering word, To set the spirit free ; Impart a kind celestial shower, And grant that we may spend an hour In fellowship with thee. 11— C. M. Hymn 10. Add Invocation. 1 TN 1 r. thy great name, O Lord, we come, To worship at thy feet ; O pour thy Holy Spirit down On all that now shall meet. 2 We come to hear Jehovah speak, To hear the Saviour's voice : Thy face and favour, Lord, we seek, Now make our hearts rejoice. 3 Teach us to pray, and praise, and hear, And understand thy word ; To feel thy blissful presence near, And trust our living Lord. 4 Here let thy power and grace be felt ; Thy love and mercy known ; Our icy hearts, dear Jesus, melt, And break this flinty stone. 5 Let sinners, Lord, thy goodness prove, And saints rejoice in thee ; Let rebels be subdued by love, And to the Saviour flee. HYMN XII, XIII. 269 6 This house, with grace and glory fill, This congregation bless ; Thy great salvation now reveal — Thy glorious righteousness. 12— C. M. Hymn 11. Add. Confession, Prayer, and Praise. 1 T ORD ! when we bend before thy throne, JLrf And our confessions pour, Teach us to feel the sins we own And hate what we deplore. 2 Our broken spirits pitying see, True penitence impart : Then let a kindling glance from thee Beam hope on every heart. 3 When we disclose our wants in prayeb, Oh, let our wills resign ; And not a thought our bosom share, Which is not wholly thine. 4 Let faith each weak petition fill, And lift it to the skies ; And teach our hearts *t is goodness still Which grants it, or denies. 5 When our united voices strive Their cheerful hymns to raise, Let love divine within us live, And lift our souls in praise. | 13— C. M. Hymn 12. Add. God's Presence sought. 1 A GAIN our earthly cares we leave, XIl. And to thy courts repair ; Again with joyful feet we come, To meet our Saviour there. 270 HYMN XIV. 2 Great Shepherd of thy people, hear ! Thy presence now display : We bow within thy house of prayer ; O ! give us hearts to pray. . 3 The clouds which veil thee from our sight, In pity, Lord, remove ; Dispose our minds to hear aright The message of thy love. 4 Help us, with holy fear and joy, To bow before thy face ; And make us, creatures of thy power, The children of thy grace. 14— C. M. Hymn 13. Add. A Blessing sought. 1 /^lOME, 0 thou all- victorious Lord, v^ Thy power to us make known ; Strike with the hammer of thy word, And break these hearts of stone. 2 Speak with the voice which wakes the dead, And bid the sleeper rise ; And let each guilty conscience dread The death that never dies. 3 To each a sense of guilt impart, And then remove the load ; Quicken and wash the troubled heart In thine atoning blood. 4 Our desperate state through sin declare, And speak our sins forgiven ; By daily growth in grace prepare, Then take us up to heav'ru HYMN XV, XVI. 271 15— 7s. Hi-mn 14. Add. Before Hearing. 1 O OURCE of light and power divine, O Deign upon thy truth to shine ; Lord, behold thy servant stands, Lo ! to thee, he lifts his hands j Satisfy his soul's desire, Touch his lips with holy fire ! Source of light and power divine, Deign upon thy truth to shine. 2 Breathe thy Spirit, so shall fall Unction sweet upon us all ; Till by odours scatter'd round, Christ himself be traced and found ; Then shall ev'ry raptured heart, Rich in peace and joy, depart. Source of light and power divine ; Deign upon thy truth to shine. 16— L. M. Hymn 15. Add. Worship. 1 TTOW sweet to leave the world awhile, JLj_ And seek the presence of our Lordl Dear Saviour, on thy people smile, And come according to thy word. 2 From busy scenes we now retreat, That we may here converse with thee : Ah, Lord, behold us at thy feet ! Let this the " gate of heaven" be. 3 " Chief of ten thousand," now appear, That we by faith may see thy face j O, speak, that we thy voice may hear, And let thy presence fill this place. 272 HYMN XVII, XVIII. 4 Lord, let thy people's views be clear, And let their hearts be fill'd with love ; 0 may their light to all appear, And prove their doctrines from above. 17— L. M. Hymn 123, B. 2 Commencement of Public Worship. 1 ri^HY presence, gracious God, afford — JL Prepare us to receive thy word ; Now let thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mixt with what we hear. 2 Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above j With food divine may we be fed, And satisfied with living bread. 3 To us thy sacred word apply, With sov'reign pow'r and energy ; And may we, in true faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear. THE SCRIPTURES. 1 8— C. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Bible. 1 T^ATHER of mercies, in thy word A. What endless glory shiues! For ever be thy name ador'd For these celestial lines ! 2 Here may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find; Riches, above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. HYMN XIX. 273 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows, And yields a sweet repast ; Sublimer sweets, than nature knows, Invite the longing taste. 4 Here springs of consolation rise, To cheer the fainting mind ; And thirsty souls receive supplies, And sweet refreshment find. 5 Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heav'nly peace around ; And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound ! 6 0 may these heav'nly pages be My ever dear delight ; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light ! 7 Divine Instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near ; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there ! 19— C. M. Hymn 16. Add. The Scriptures. 1 nnHIS is the field where hidden lies JL The pearl of price unknown : And they are all divinely wise Who make that pearl their own. S Here consecrated water flows, To quench our thirst for sin : Here the fair tree of knowledge grows — « No danger dwells therein. 3 This is the judge that ends the strife, Where wit and reason fail ; Our guide to everlasting life, Through all this gloomy vale 12* 274 HYMN XX, XXI. 4 O may thy counsels, mighty God, Our roving feet command ; Nor we forsake the happy roach That leads to thy right hand. 20— C. M. Hymn 17. Add The Scriptures. 1 TTOW precious is the book divine, XX By inspiration given ! Bright as a lamp its doctrines shine, To guide our souls to heaven. 2 It sweetly cheers our drooping hearts In this dark vale of tears, Life, light, and joy, it still imparts, And quells our rising fears. 3 This lamp, through all the tedious night Of life, shall guide our way ; Till we behold the clearer light Of an eternal day. 21— L. M. Hymn 18. Add The Scriptures. 1 Tl /TORE joy than earth can e'er afford, JLV-L Is found in God's delightful word ; Be it my study, night and day, My guide through all the lonely way. 2 Clothed with a majesty divine, Its doctrines and its precepts shine ; Infinite wisdom, truth and grace, Appear in ail its promises. 3 5T is here the Lord, as in a glass, Displays the glories of his face, Stoops from his high, imperial throne, And makes his great salvation known. HYMN XXII, XXIII. ^75 4 Then be his word to all address'd — Able to make us wise and blest — Till the whole earth shall own his name, And all, his boundless love proclaim. 2 2—L. M. Hymn 1 9. Add. Tlve Scriptures. 1 rT^HY word, 0 Lord, is light and food, -L The law of truth, and source of good : There thou hast pointed out my way To pardon and perpetual day. 2 May I receive it. Lord, as thine, Receive it as thy word divine, With firm assent, with list'ning ear, With bending heart, and filial fear. 3 Make me to know its saving might, Its quick'ning power, its cheerful light: May it my stubborn heart subdue, And still my sinful soul renew ! 4 0 ! let it richly dwell within, To keep me from the snares of sin, And guide me still to choose thy way, That I no more may go astray. 23— C. M. Hymn 20. Add. The riches of God's word. 1 T ET worldly men from shore to shore JLi Their favourite god pursue ; Thy word, O Lord, we value more Than India or Peru. I Here mines of knowledge, love, and joy Are open to our sight ; The purest gold without alloy And gems divinely bright. 276 HYMN XXIV. 3 The counsels of redeeming grace These sacred leaves unfold ; And here the Saviour's lovely face Our raptured eyes behold. 4 Our numerous griefs are here redrest, And all our wants supplied : Nought we can ask to make us blest Is in this book denied. 5 For these inestimable gains That so enrich the mind, O may we search with eager pains, Assured that we shall find. 24— L. M. Hymn 21. Add. A Saviour seen in the Scriptures. 1 "IVfOW let my soul, eternal King, JL 11 To thee its grateful tribute bring ; My knee, with humble homage, bow, My tongue perform its solemn vow. 2 All nature sings thy boundless love, In worlds below and worlds above ; But, in thy blessed word, I trace Diviner wonders of thy grace. 3 There, what delightful truths I read! There, I behold the Saviour bleed ; His name salutes my listening ear, Revives my heart, and checks my fear. 4 There Jesus bids my sorrows cease, And gives my lab"ring conscience peace ; Raises my grateful passions high, And points to mansions in the sky. 5 For love like this, O! let my song, Through endless years, thy praise prolong j Let distant climes thy name adore, Till time and nature are no more. HYMN XXV, XXVI. 277 DIVINE PERFECTIONS. 25— L. M. Hymn 47, P. 2. B. ]. The name of God exalted above all praise. 1 ~n* TERNAL Pow'r ! whose high abode Xj Becomes the grandeur of our God j Immensely far, beyond the bounds, Where stars revolve their little rounds. 2 The lowest step above thy seat Rises too high for Gabriel's feet ; In vain the tallest angel tries To reach the height with wond'ring eyes. 3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do ? We would adore our Maker too ; From sin and dust to thee we cry, The Great, the Holy, and the High ! 4 Earth, from afar, has heard thy fame, And worms have learn'd to lisp thy name ; But 0 ! the glories of thy mind Leave all our soaring thoughts behind. 5 God is in heav'n, but man below ; Rais'd be our thoughts ; our words be few ; A sacred rev'rence checks our songs, And praise sits silent on our tongues. 26— P. M. Hymn 4, Pt. 1. B. ' The perfection of God. 1 npHE Lord Jehovah reigns, J- His throne is built on high ; The garments he assumes, Are light and majesty. His glories shine with beams so bright, No mortal eye can bear the sight. 278 HYMN XXVII. 2 The thunders of his hand Keep the wide world in awe ; His wrath and justice stand To guard his holy law : And where his love resolves to bless, His truth confirms and seals the grace. 3 Thro' all his perfect works Surprising wisdom shines ; Confounds the pow'rs of hell, And breaks their curs'd designs: Strong is his arm, and shall fulfil His great decrees, his sov'reign will. 4 And can this mighty King Of glory condescend ? And will he write his name, My Father and my Friend ? I love his name, I love his word ; Join all my pow'rs, and praise the Lord. 27— L. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 1. B. 1 God the Father, the almighty Creator 1 A LMIGHTY God, we praise and own Jt\. Thee our Creator, King alone ; All things were made to honour thee, 0 Father of eternity ! 2 To thee all angels loudly cry, The heav'ns and all the pow'rs on high, Cherubs and seraphim proclaim, And cry, Thrice holy to thy name ! 3 Lord God of hosts, thy presence bright Fills heav'n and earth with beauteous light , Th' apostles' happy company, And ancient prophets, all praise thee. HYMN XXVIII. 279 4 The crowned martyrs' noble host, The holy church in ev'ry coast, Their Maker for their^ Father own, Now reconcil'd in Christ his Son. 28— L. M. Hymn 35, Pt 2. B. 1. God incomprehensible. *C AN creatures, to perfection, find Th' eternal, uncreated Mind ? Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search His nature out? 2 Tis high as heav'n, 'tis deep as hell, And what can mortals know, or tell 1 His glory spreads beyond the sky, And all the shining worlds on high. 3 God is a King of pow'r unknown, Firm are the orders of his throne ; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why, or what he does 1 4 He wounds the heart, and he makes whole: He calms the tempest of the soul ; When he shuts up in long despair, Who can remove the heavy bar ? 5 He frowns, and darkness veils the moon, The fainting sun grows dim at noon ; The pillars of heavn's starry roof Tremble and start at his reproof. 6 These are a portion of his ways ; But who shall dare describe his face? Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand ? 280 HYMN XXIX, XXX. 29— C. M. Hymn 22. Add Gh-eatness. 1 npHY greatness, Lord, what thought can reach * JL What mortal tongue can tell 1 Thy throne is fix'd, thy power extends O'er heaven, and earth, and hell. 2 Who can evade, or who resist, The vengeance of a God ? Thy fearful wrath, when once provoked, Spreads terror all abroad. 3 The wide dominion and the power, The sov'reignty is thine : 'T is thine the universe to rule, With majesty divine. 4 To thee, by all the hosts of heaven, And all of human race, Be everlasting honours given And universal praise. 30— C. M. Hymn 23. Add. Omniscience. 1 TN all my vast concerns with thee, X In vain my soul would try To shun thy presence, Lord, or flee The notice of thine eye. 2 Thine all surrounding sight surveys My rising and my rest, My public walks, my private ways, And secrets of my breast. 3 My thoughts lie open to the Lord, While yet unforin'd within ; And ere my lips pronounce the word, He knows the sense I mean. HYMN XXXI. 281 4 0 wondrous knowledge, deep and high ! Where can a creature hide ? Within thy circling arms I lie, Beset on every side. 5 So let thy grace surround me still, And like a bulwark prove, To guard my soul from ev'ry ill, Secured by sov'reign love. 31— C. M. D. Hymn 24. Add. Omnipotence. 1 rpHE Lord our God is full of might, J- The winds obey his will ; He speaks, and in his heav'nly height The rolling sun stands still. Rebel, ye waves, and o'er the land, With threat'ning aspect roar ; — ■ The Lord uplifts his awful hand, And chains you to the shore. 2 Ye winds of night, your force combine ;— Without his high behest, Ye shall not, in the lofty pine, Disturb the sparrow's nest. His voice sublime is heard afar — In distant peals it dies; He yokes the whirlwind to his car, And sweeps the howling skies. 3 He lives, he reigns in ev'ry land, From winter's polar snows To where across the burning sand, The blasting meteor goes. Ye nations, bend, in rev:rence bend : Ye monarchs, wait his nod, And bid the choral song ascend, To celebrate your God ! 282 HYMN XXXII, XXXIII. 32— L. M. Hymn 25. Add. Invisible. 1 TT7ITH deepest rev'rence at thy throne, VV Jehovah, peerless and unknown, Our feeble spirits strive, in vain, A glimpse of thee, great God, to gain. 2 Who, by the closest search, can find Thy mighty, uncreated mind ? Nor men, nor angels can explore Thy heights of love, thy depths of power. 3 "We know thee not ; but this we know, Thou reign'st above, thou reign'st below : And though thine essence is unknown, To all the world thy power is shown. 4 That power we trace on every side ; Oh may thy wisdom be our guide ! And while we live, and when we die, May thine almighty love be nigh. 33— P. M. Hymn 2G. Add Ever living. 1 ri^HE Lord Jehovah lives, JL And blessed be my Rock ; Though earth her bosom heaves And mountains feel the shock ; Though oceans rage and torrents roar ; He is the same for evermore. 2 The Lord Jehovah lives — The dying sinner's Friend : How purely he forgives The follies that offend : He wipes the penitential tear, Bids faith and hope, the spirit cheer. HYMN XXXIV. 283 3 The Lord Jehovah lives, To hear and answer prayer, Whoe'er in him believes And trusts his guardian care, A Father's tender love shall know, Whence living streams of comfort flow. 4 The Lord Jehovah lives, Salvation to secure : The title that he gives Will be forever sure : 'Tis drawn in characters of blood, 'Tis issued from the throne of God. 34_C. M. Hymn 28. Add. God known by his Works. 1 T SING th' almighty power of God, JL That made the mountains rise, That spread the flowing seas abroad, And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordakfd The sun to rule the day ; The moon shines full at his command, And all the stars obey. 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filfd the earth with food ; He form'd the creatures with his word, And then pronounced them good. 4 There's not a plant or flower below, But makes thy glories known ; And clouds arise and tempests blow By order from thy throne. 5 Lord, how thy wonders are display'd, Where'er I turn mine eye ; If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky. 284 HYMN XXXV. 6 Creatures (as numerous as they be) Are subject to thy care ; There 's not a place where we can flee But God is present there. 35— L. M. D. Hymn 29. Add Voice of Creation. 1 rpHERE seems a voice in ev'ry gale, JL A tongue in ev'ry op'ning flower, Which tells, 0 Lord, " the wondrous talt» ' Of thy indulgence, love, and power. The birds that rise on quivering wing, Appear to hymn their Maker's praise, And all the mingling sounds of spring To thee one general chorus raise. 2 And shall my voice, great God, alone, Be mute midst nature's loud acclaim ? No, let my heart with answ'ring tone, Breathe forth in praise thy holy name And nature's debt is small to mine, Thou badest her being, bounded be, But — matchless proof of love divine- Thou gavest immortal life to me. 3 The Saviour left his heav'nly throne, A ransom for my soul to give ; Man's suffering state he made his own And deign'd to die that I might live. But thanks and praise for love so great No mortal tongue can e'er express, Then let me, bow'd before thy feet, In silence love thee, Lord, and bless HYMN XXXVI, XXXVII. **85 36— C. P. M. Hymn 27. Add The Love of God. "Y God, thy boundless love I praise ; xWi low bright on high its glories blaze, How sweetly bloom below ! It streams from thine eternal throne ; Through heaven its joys forever run, And o'er the earth they flow. 2 'T is love that paints the purple morn, And bids the clouds, in air upborne, Their genial drops distil ; In every vernal beam it glows, And breathes in every gale that blows, And glides in every rill. 3 But in the gospel it appears In sweeter, fairer characters, And charms the ravish'd breast ; There love immortal leaves the sky, To wipe the drooping mourner's eye And give the weary rest. 4 Then let the love that makes me blest With cheerful praise inspire my breast, And ardent gratitude ; And all my thoughts and passions tend To thee, my Father and my Friend — My soul's eternal good. 37— C. M. Hymn 3, B. S. Love of God. 1 /^1 OME, ye that know and fear the Lord, v_y And lift your souls above : Let ev'ry heart and voice accord, To sing that God is love. 286 HFTMN XXXYIIT. 2 This precious truth his word declares, And all his mercies prove; Jesus, the gift of gifts, appears To show, that God is love. 3 Sinai, in clouds, and smoke, and fire, Thunders his dreadful name; But Zion sings, in melting notes, The honours of die Lamb. 4 In all his doctrines and commands, His counsels and designs — In ev'ry work his hands have fram'd, His love supremely shines. 5 Angels and men the news proclaim, Thro' earth and heaven above, The joyful and transporting news, That God the Lord, is love. 38— C. M. Hymn 4, B. 2 Goodness of God. 1 r |>HY goodness, Lord, our souls confess, JL Thy goodness we adore, A spring whose blessings never fail, A sea without a shore. 2 Sun, moon, and stars, thy love attest, In ev'ry golden ray ; Love draws the curtains of the night, And love brings back the day. 3 Thy bounty ev'ry season crowns, With all the bliss it yields; With joyful clusters loads the vines — ■ \\ nh strength'-ning grain, the fields. HYMN XXXIX. 28'' 4 But chiefly thy compassion, Lord, Is in the gospel seen ; There like a sun thy mercy shines, Without a cloud between. 5 Pardon, acceptance, peace, and joy, Through Jesus' name are given ; He on the cross was lifted high, That we might reign in heaven. 39— L. M. Hymn 4, Pt. 2. B. 1. The justice of God. 1 "p TERNAL King ! the greatest, best, J-J For ever glorious, ever blest ; The irreat I AM, Jehovah, Lord, By seraphim and saint ador"d. 2 Justice the firm foundation lays, Of all thy laws, thy works, and ways : Obe -lient souls will ever find A God that's faithful, loving, kind. 3 But he who sins, becomes accurs'd, Or God would be no longer just ; Curs'd is the man, who dares withdraw Obedience from thy holy law. 4 Where then, great God, or how shall we Approach thy dreadful majesty ! Thy sacred law we oft have broke, And stand obnoxious to thy stroke. 5 But. 0 thou holy, just, and true ! Tho" justice must have all its due, Thou canst be just, yet justify The soul, that doth on Christ rely. G 0 boundless wisdom, love and pow'r ! Thy matchless mercy we adore, That found out this amazing plan, To save thy mind creature, man. 288 HYMN XT,. 7 We plead the stiff rings of thy Son, We plead his righteousness alone ; He bore the curse, whence thou are just In pardning those, who were accurs'd. 40— L. M. Hymn 4, Pt 3. B. L Justice and mercy united. 1 TNFINITE grace ! and can it be JL That heav*n's supreme should stoop so low! A wretch to visit, vile like me ; One who has been his bitt'rest foe ! 2 Can holiness and wisdom join, With truth, with justice, and with grace, To make eternal blessings mine, And sin, with all its guilt, erase ? 3 0 love ! beyond conception great. That form'd the vast stupendous plan ! Where all divine perfections meet To reconcile rebellious man ! 4 There wisdom shines in fullest blaze, And justice all her rights maintains! Astonish'd angels stoop to gaze, While mercy o'er the guilty reigns. 5 Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too ; In Christ harmoniously they meet: He paid In justice all her due, And now lie fills the mercy-seat. 6 Such are the wonders of our God, And such lh' amazing depths of grace: To save, from wrath's vindictive rod, The chosen sons of Adam's race. HYMN XLI. 289 7 With grateful songs, then let our souls Surround our gracious Father's throne ; And all between the distant poles His truth and mercy ever own. 41— L. M. Hymn 5. B. 2. Loving-kindness of God. 1 A WAKE, my soul, to joyful lays, il And sing the great Redeemer's praise j He justly claims a song from me, His loving-kindness, Oh, how free! 2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall, Yet lov'd me, notwithstanding all : He sav'd me from my lost estate, His loving-kindness, Oh, how great! 3 Tho' num'rous hosts of mighty foes, Tho' earth and hell my way oppose, He safely leads my soul along, His loving-dindness, Oh, how strong ! 4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud, Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud, He near my soul has always stood, His loving-kindness, Oh, how good ! 5 Often I feel my sinful heart, Prone from my Jesus to depart ; But, though I have him oft forgot, His loving-kindness changes not. 6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale, Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail ; Oh ! may my last expiring breath His loving-kindness sing in death ! 7 Then let me mount, and soar away To the bright world of endless day, And sing, with rapture and surprise, His loving-kindness in the skies. 13 290 HYMN XLII, XLIII. 42— 8s. Hymn 126. B. 2 Our God for ever. 1 fTlHIS God is the God we adore, JL Our faithful, unchangeable Friend ; Whose love is as large as his pow'r, And neither knows measure nor end ; 2 'Tis Jesus, the first and the last, Whose spirit shall guide us safe home, We'll praise him for all that is past, And trust him for all that's to come. 43— C. M. Hymn 122. B. 2 God speaking Peace to his People. 1 "l'TNITE, my roving thoughts, unite, \~J In silence soft and sweet ; And thou, my soul, sit gently down At thy great Sov'reign's feet. 2 Jehovah's awful voice is heard, Yet gladly I attend ; For lo ! the everlasting God Proclaims himself my friend. 3 Harmonious accents to my soul, The sounds of peace convey ; The tempest at his word subsides, And winds and seas obey. 4 By all its joys, I charge my heart To grieve his love no more ; But, charm'd by melody divine, To give its follies o'er. HYMN XLIV. 291 TRINITY. 44— L. M. Hymn 8, Pt. 1. B. 1, The holy Trinity. 1 rTTHERE is one God, and only one, -I- No rivals can bis essence share : He is Jehovah, he alone, And with the Lord none can compare. 2 His works, thro' all this wondrous frame, Express their Maker's vast designs : They bear the impress of his name, In ev"ry part his wisdom shines. 3 If in his works such wonders rise, How much more wonderful is he, Whose nature's fill'd with mysteries ; His being One, his person Three. 4 What finite pow'r with ceaseless toil, Can comprehend th' eternal Mind ? Or, who th: almighty Three and One, By searching to perfection, find ? 5 Angels and men in vain may raise Harmonious, their adoring songs ; The laboring thoughts sink down opprest, And praises die upon their tongues. 6 Yet would I lift my trembling voice, Th' eternal Three in One to sing ; And mingling faith, while I rejoice, My humble, grateful tribute bring. 7 All glory to th' eternal Three, The sacred undivided One : To Father, Son, and Spirit be Co-equal praise, and honours done. 292 HYMN XLV, XL VI. L' 45— L. M. Hymn 8, Pt. 2. B. t The triune God, the God of our salvation. ONG ere the sun began his days Or moon shot forth her silver rays, Salvation's scheme was fixt, 'twas done In cov'nant by the Three in One. 2 The Father spake, the Son replied, The Spirit with them both complied ; Grace mov'd the cause for saving man, And wisdom drew the noble plan. 3 The Father chose his only Son To die for sins, that man had done j lmmanuel to the choice agreed, And thus secur'd a num'rous seed. 4 He sends his Spirit from above, To call the objects of his love ; Not one shall perish or be lost : He bought them dear ; his blood they cost. 5 What high displays of sov'reign grace ! What love to save a ruin'd race ! My soul, adore His lovely name, By whom thy free salvation came. 46— C. M. Hymn 8, Pt. 3. B, t Praise to the Holy Trinity. 1 T ET them neglect thy glory, Lord, JLi Who never knew thy grace ; But our loud songs shall still record The wonders of thy praise. 2 We raise our shouts, 0 God, to thee, And send them to thy throne : All glory to th' united Three, The undivided One. HYMN XL VII. 293 3 'Twas he, (and we'll adore his name) That form'd us by a word ; 'Tis he restores our ruin'd frame ; Salvation to the Lord! 4 Hosanna ! let the earth and skies Repeat the joyful sound; Rocks, hills and vales reflect the voice, In one eternal round. 47— P. M. 6, 4. Hymn 6. B. 2. Praise to the Trinity. 1 piOME, thou Almighty King, V_y Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise ! Father all glorious, O'er all victorious, Come and reign over us, Ancient of days. 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, Scatter our enemies, And make them fall ! Let thine almighty aid Our sure defence be made : Our souls on thee be stay'd ; Lord, hear our call ! 3 Come, thou incarnate Word, Gird on thy mighty sword; Our pray'r attend ! Come, and thy people bless, And give thy word success ; Spirit of holiness, On us descend ! 4 Come, holy Comforter, Thy sacred witness bear, In this glad hour ; 294 HYMN XL VIII. Thou, who almighty art, Now rule in ev'ry heart, And ne'er from us depart, Spirit of pow'r. 5 To the great One in Thuee, The highest praises be, Hence evermore ! His sov'reign majesty, May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. 48— L. M. 6 1. Hymn 30. Add •Adoration. 1 T7" ES, I adore thee, O my God, JL Father supreme of earth and skies ; Up to the heav;ns thy bright abode, Let songs of praise and joy arise : Thou art the High and Holy One, Thy will through earth and heaven be done. 2 Yes, I adore thee, O my God, Son of the Father, wond'rous King : " Thou hast redeem'd us by thy blood," Sweet is the anthem we would sing ; O Prince of Peace, accept the strain, "Forever live, forever reign." 3 Yes, I adore thee, O my God, Blest Comforter, supreme, divine ; Still lead me in the narrow road, Bid heav'nly light around me shine : Spirit of Holiness, impart Thy gifts to every trembling heart. HYMN XL1X. 295 4 Yes, I adore thee, 0 my God, Blest Three in One, blest One in Three ; Angels that fill thy high abode, All praise and glory give to thee : Earth with her millions shall confess The boundless plenitude of grace. 49— S. M. D- Hymn 31. Add. To the Holy Trinity. 1 f^UR Father, who dost lead V_-J The children of thy grace, A new-born and believing seed, Through this wide wilderness : Thy providential care In dangers past we own ; Still let thine arm be ever near ; Still let thy love be shown. 2 O Saviour, Lamb of God ! Our gracious dying Friend ! Reveal the virtue of thy blood, On us thy mercy send ; Thou art a Master kind, With voice and person sweet; Bestow on us a loving mind, And keep us at thy feet. 3 Thou, Holy Spirit, art Of truth the promised Seal ; Convincing power thou dost impart, And Jesus' grace reveal: O, breathe thy quick'ning breath, And light and life afford ; Instruct us how to live by faith, And glorify the Lord. 296 HYMN L. 50— P. M. Hymn 32. Add Praise to the Godhead. 1 ~\T7"E give immortal praise VV To God the Father's love, For all our comforts here, And better hopes above ; He sent his own eternal Son To die for sins that man had done. 2 To God the Son belongs Immortal glory too, Who bought us, with his blood, From everlasting wo ; And now he lives, and now he reigns, And sees the fruit of all his pains. 3 To God the Spirit's name Immortal worship give; Whose new-creating power Makes the dead sinner live ; His work completes the great design, And fills the soul with joy divine. 4 Almighty God, to thee Be endless honours done ; The undivided Three, And the mysterious One ; Where reason fails, with all her powers, There faith prevails and love adores. HYMN LI. 297 SON, AND MEDIATORIAL WURK. 1. Praise to Him. 2. DlVINITT AXD SoNSHIP. 3. Names, Titles — Various Appellations. 4. His work in general — Advent — Death— Atoneme-vt — Resurrection — Ascension and Exaltation. 51— P. M. 6, 4. Hymn 17. B. 2. Worthy the Lamb. 1 /~1 LORY to God on high : vJ Let heav'n and earth reply — Praise ye his name ! His love and grace adore, Who all our sorrows bore ; And sing for evermore, Worthy the Lamb. 2 All they around the throne, Cheerfully join in one, Praising his name ; We, who have felt his blood, Sealing our peace with God, Sound his dear name abroad- Worthy the Lamb. 3 Join, all ye ransom'd race, Our Lord and God to bless ; Praise ye his name : In him we will rejoice, And make a joyful noise, Shouting with heart and voice — Worthy the Lamb. 13* 298 HYMN LI1. 4 What tho' we change our place — Yet we shall never cease Praising his name : To him our songs we bring— Hail him our gracious King, And without ceasing sing, Worthy the Lamb. 52— P. M. Hymn 18. B. 2. Praise to Christ. 1 Z^IOME, ev'ry pious heart V_^ That loves the Saviour's name, Your noblest power exert To celebrate his fame : Tell all above, and all below, The debt of love to him you owe. 2 He left his starry crown, And laid his robes aside : On wings of love came down, And wept, and bled, and died : What he endur'd, oh, who can tell * To save our souls from death and hell. 3 From the dark grave he rose, The mansion of the dead ; And thence his mighty foes In glorious triumph led : (Jp thro' the sky the conq'ror rode, And reigns on high the Saviour God. 4 Jesus, we ne'er can pay The debt we owe thy love ; Yet tell us how we may Our gratitude approve : Our hearts — our all to thee we give : The gift, thor small, do thou receive. HYMN LIII. 299 53— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 19. B. 2. Praise for Redeeming Love. 1 T ET us love, and sing, and wonder, 1 J Let us praise the Saviour's name, He has hush'd the law's loud thunder, He has quench'd mount Sinai's flame : He has wash'd us with his blood ; He has brought us nigh to God. 2 Let us love the Lord who bought us, Pitied us when enemies, Call'd us by his grace, and taught us, Gave us ears, and gave us eyes : He has wash'd us with his blood, He presents our souls to God. 3 Let us sing, though fierce temptations Threaten hard to bear us down ! For the Lord, our strong salvation, Holds in view the conqu'ror's crown : He who wash'd us in his blood Soon will bring us home to God. 4 Let lis wonder; grace and justice Join, and point to mercy's store ; When through grace, in Christ our trust is, Justice smiles, and asks no more : He who wash'd us with his blood, Has secur'd our way to God. 5 Let us praise, and join the chorus Of the saints enthron'd on high ; Here they trusted him before us, Now their praises fill the sky : " Thou hast wash'd us with thy blood, " Thou art worthy, Lamb of God." 300 HYMN LIV. 6 Hark! the name of Jesus, sounded Loud from golden harps above ! Lord, we blush, and are confounded, Faint our praises, cold our love : Wash our souls, and songs with blood, For by thee we come to God. 54— C. M. Hymn 13, Pt. 5. B. I. Jesus is our Lord and Master. 1 Z^IOME, ye that love the Saviour's name, v-/ And joy to make it known, The Sov'reign of your hearts proclaim, Arid bow before his throne. 2 Behold your Lord, your Master crown'd With glories all divine ! And tell the wond'ring nations round, How bright those glories shine. 3 Infinite pow'r and boundless grace, In him unite their rays : You, that have e'er beheld his face, Can you forbear his praise ? 4 When in his earthly courts we view The glories of our King; We long to love, as angels do, And wish, like them, to sing. 5 And shall we long and wish in vain ? Lord, teach our songs to rise : Thy love can animate the strain, And bid it reach the skies. 6 0 happy period ! glorious day ! When heav'n and earth shall raise, With all their pow'rs, th' enraptured lay, To celebrate thy praise. HYMN LV, LVI. 301 55— S. M. Hymn 145. B. L The song of Moses and the Lamb. 1 A WAKE, and sing the song -TX. Of Moses and the Lamb ; Wake, ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue, To praise the Saviour's name. 2 Sing of his dying love, Sing of his rising pow'r ; Sing how he intercedes above, For those whose sins he bore. 3 Sing, on your heav'nly way, Ye ransom'd sinners, sing ; Sing on rejoicing, ev'ry day, In Christ, the exalted King. 4 Soon shall your raptur'd tongue His endless praise proclaim ; And sweeter voices tune the song Of Moses and the Lamb. 56— C. M. Hymn 11, Pt. 1. B. 1. Glorying in Christ. 1 T'M not asham'd to own my Lord, JL Nor to defend his cause ; Maintain the honour of his word, The glory of his cross. 2 Jesus, my God ! I know his name ; His name is all my trust ; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost. 3 Firm, as his throne, his promise stands, And he can well secure What I've committed to his hands, Till the decisive hour. 302 HYMN LVII, LVIII. 4 Then will he own my worthless name, Before his Father's face ; And in the New Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. 57— L. M. Hymn 11, Pt. 5. B. 1 Glorying in Christ. 1 rf^HE wond'ring world inquires to know JL Why I should love my Jesus so : " What are his charms," say they, " above " The objects of a mortal love ?" 2 All-over glorious is my Lord, He must be lov'd and yet ador'd ; His worth if all the nations knew, Sure the whole earth would love him too. 3 The Love of Christ is strong as death, He seal'd it with his latest breath ; My love to him, secur'd by grace, No pains nor doubts can e'er deface. 4 What can destroy, what separate A love so pure, so free, so great ? In heav'n both faith and hope subside j But love for ever will abide. 58— C. M. Hymn 11, Pt. 2 B. 1 The name of Jesus. 1 TTOW sweet the name of Jesus sounds, XI In a believer's ear! It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, And drives away his fear. 2 It makes the wounded spirit whole, And calms the troubled breast ; 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And to the weary rest. HYMN LIX. 303 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 Jesus ! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King; My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End j Accept the praise I bring. 5 Weak is the effort of my heart, And cold my warmest thought ; But, when I see thee as thou art, 111 praise thee as I ought. 6 Till then, I would thy love proclaim With ev'ry fleeting breath ; And may the music of thy name Refresh my soul in death. 59— L. M. Hymn 12, Pt. 3, B. 1. Christ is all, and in all. 1 TN Christ I've all my soul's desire ; JL His Spirit does my heart inspire With boundless wishes large and high : And Christ will all my wants supply. 2 Christ is my Hope, my Strength and Guide , For me he bled, and groan'd, and died : He is my Sun, to give me light, He is my soul's supreme delight. 3 Christ is the source of all my bliss, My Wisdom, and my Righteousness— My Saviour, Brother, and my Friend ; On him alone I now depend. 4 Christ is my King to rule and bless, And all my troubles to redress; He's my Salvation and my All, Whate'er on earth shall me befal. 304 HYMN LX, LXI. 5 Christ is my Strength and Portion too, My soul in him can all things do ; Thro' him I '11 triumph o"er the grave, And death, and ev'ry foe outbrave. 60— C. M. Hymn 36. Add. All in all. 1 /COMPARED with Christ, in all beside v^ No comeliness I see ; The one thing needful, dearest Lord, Is to be one with thee. 2 The sense of thy redeeming love Into my soul convey; Thyself bestow, for thee alone, My All in all, I pray. 3 Less than thyself will not suffice My comfort to restore ; More than thyself I cannot crave, And thou canst give no more. 4 Loved of my God, for him again With love intense I 'd burn ; Chosen of thee, ere time began, I 'd choose thee in return. 5 Whate'er consists not with thy love, O teach me to resign ; I 'm rich to all th' intents of bliss If thou, 0 God, art mine. 61— C. M. Hymn 14, Pt. 5, B. J God reconciled in Christ. 1 "pvEAREST of all the names above, J-J My Jesus, and my God, Who can resist thy heav'nly love, Or trifle with thy blood? HYMN LXII. 305 2 'Tis by the merits of thy death The Father smiles again ; 'Tis by thy interceding breath, The Spirit dwells with men. 3 Till God in human flesh I see, My thoughts no comfort find ; The holy, just, and sacred Three Are terrors to my mind. 4 But if Immanuel's face appear, My hope, my joy begins ; His name forbids my slavish fear, His grace removes my sins. 5 While Jews on their own law rely, And Greeks of wisdom boast ; I love th' Incarnate Mystery, And there I fix my trust. 62— C. M. Hymn 19, Pt. 2. B. L Jesus our vital Head. 1 TESUS, we sing thy matchless grace, «J That calls poor worms thy own ; Gives us among thy saints a place, To make thy glories known. 2 Allied to thee, our vital Head, We live, and grow, and thrive: From thee divided, each is dead, When most he seems alive. 3 Thy saints on earth, and those above, Here join in sweet accord : One body all in mutual love, And thou, our common Lord. 4 May faith from thee each hour derive Supplies with fresh delight ; While death and hell in vain shall strife This bond to 'Ufunite. 306 HYMN LXIII, LXIV. 5 Thou, the whole body wilt present Before thy Father's face ; Nor shall a wrinkle or a spot Its beauteous form disgrace. 63— C. M. Hymn 32, Pt. 4. B. 1 Love to Christ desired. 1 npHOU lovely Source of true delight JL Whom I unseen adore, Unveil thy beauties to my sight ; That I may love thee more. 2 Thy glory o'er creation shines ; But in thy sacred word I read, in fairer, brighter lines, My bleeding, dying Lord. 3 'Tis here, whene'er my comforts droop, And sin and sorrow rise, Thy love, with cheerful beams of hope, My fainting breath supplies. 4 But ah ! too soon the pleasing scene Is clouded o'er with pain ; My gloomy fears rise dark between, And I again complain. 5 0 may my soul with rapture trace The wonders of thy love ! But the full glories of thy face Are only known above. 64— C. M. Hymn 37. Add Fulness of Christ. 1 /~\ WHAT rich treasure all divine KJ j Is hid in Christ the Lord ! From him what rays of glory shine, What peace his paths afford ! HYMN LXV. 307 2 In him our light and life are found, Though we were dead before ; And now he makes our joys abound, Who all our sorrows bore. 3 When sore distress'd, he to our aid, On rapid pinions flies ; And to the wounds which sin has mad ;, A healing balm applies. 4 'Tis from his fulness we receive, And daily grace for grace ; That to his glory we may live, And see him face to face. 65— C M. Hymn 34. Add Christ Precious. 1 TESUS, I love thy charming name, «J 'Tis music to my ear ; Fain would I sound it out so loud That earth and heaven might hear. 2 Yes, thou art precious to my soul, My transport, and my trust ; Jewels to thee are gaudy toys, And gold is sordid dust. 3 All my capacious powers can wish, In thee most richly meet ; Not to mine eyes is life so dear, Nor friendship half so sweet. 4 0 may thy grace still cheer my heart, And shed its fragrance there ; The noblest balm of all its wounds, The cor lial of its care. 5 I'll speak the honours of thy name, With my last lab'ring breath ; When speechless, clasp thee in my arms, My joy in life and death. 308 HYMN LXVI, LXVII. 66— C. M. Hymn 41. Ada. Praise to the Redeemer. 1 /^~\ FOR a thousand tongues to sing y~y 9 My dear Redeemer's praise, The glories of my God and King, The triumphs of his grace. 2 My gracious Master and my God, Let saints thy love proclaim, And spread through all the earth abroad The honours of thy name. 3 Jesus, the name that calms our fears, That bids our sorrow cease ; 'Tis music to our ravish'd ears ; 'Tis life, and health, and peace. 4 It breaks the powe* of reigning sin, And sets the prisoner free ; Thy blood can cleanse the foulest stain ; And can avail for me. 67— C. M. Hymn 33. Add Jesus. 1 T3LEST Jesus ! when my soaring thoughts -D O'er all thy graces rove, How is my soul with transport lost In wonder, joy, and love. 2 Not softest strains can charm mine ears Like thy beloved name ; Nor aught beneath the skies inspire My heart with equal flame. 3 Where'er I look, my wond'ring eyes Unnumber*d blessings see ; But what is life, with all its bliss, If once compared with thee? HYMN LXVIII. 300 4 Hast thou a rival in my breast? Search, Lord, for thou canst tell If aught can raise my passions thus, Or please my soul so well. 5 No, thou art precious to my heart — My portion and my joy ; Forever let thy boundless grace My sweetest thoughts employ. 6 When nature faints, around my bed Let thy bright glories shine ; And death shall all his terrors lose, In raptures so divine. 68— C. P. M. Hymn 35. Add Excellence of Christ. COULD I speak the matchless worth, 1 i-v C( U, O, could I sound the glories forth That in my Saviour shine ; I'd soar and touch the heav*nly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings In notes that are divine. 2 I*d sing the characters he bears, And all the forms of love he wears Exalted on his throne ; In loftiest songs of sweetest praise, I would, to everlasting days. Make all his glories known. 3 Soon the delightful morn will come, When my dear Lord will bring me home, And I shall see his face ; There with my Saviour, Brother, Friend, A blest eternity I'll spend, Triumphant in his grace. 310 HYMN LXIX, LXX. 69— 8s 7s. Hymn 40. Add. The Grace of Jesus Christ. 1 TESUS CHRIST, methinks I love thee; •I But I fain would love thee more ; 'Twas thy grace at first did move thee To a soul extremely poor. Thou wast rich beyond expression — Rich in Godhead, rich in grace ; But to better my condition, Thou my nature didst embrace. 2 Hungry, naked, and abused By the men thou earnest to bless ; By thy Father sorely bruised ; Groaning, bleeding with distress : Thou wast poor beyond expression, Bathed in thine own precious blood j All to better my condition' — All to make me rich in God. 3 Jesus Christ, methinks I love thee ; But I fain would love thee more; 'Twas thy grace at first did move thee To a soul extremely poor. For thy mercy thus enjoy'd, If I had ten thousand tongues, They should all be still employ'd In ten thousand grateful songs. 70— L. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 4. B. I. The excellencies of Christ. 1 TOIN, all who love the Saviour's name, «l To sing his everlasting fame ; Great God, prepare each heart and voice, In him for ever to rejoice. 2 Of him what wondrous things are told ! In him what glories I behold ! HYMN LXXI. 311 For him I gladly all things leave ; To him, my soul, for ever cleave ! 3 In him my treasure's all contain'd ; By him my feeble soul's sustain'd ; From him what favours I receive ! Thro' him I shall for ever live. 4 With him I daily love to walk: Of him my soul delights to talk ; On him I cast my ev'ry care : Like him one day I shall appear. 5 Bless him, my soul, from day to day ; Trust him to lead thee on thy way ; Give him thy poor, weak, sinful heart ; With him 0 never, never part. 6 Take him for strength and righteousness ; Make him thy refuge in distress : Love him above all earthly joy ; And him in ev'ry thing employ. 7 Praise him in cheerful, grateful songs, To him your highest praise belongs ! Bless him, who doth your heav'n prepare j And whom you'll praise for ever there. 71— L. M. Hymn 114. B. 2. Worshipping Jesus. 1 OOFT be the gently breathing notes, O That sing the Saviour's dying love ; Soft as the ev'ning zephyr floats, Soft as the tuneful lyres above : 2 Soft as the morning dews descend, While the sweet lark exulting soars, So soft to your Almighty Friend, Be ev'ry sigh your bosom pours. 312 HYMN LXXII, LXXIIL 3 Pure as the sun's enliv'ning ray, That scatters life and joy abroad ; Pure as the lucid car of day, That wide proclaims its Maker, God. 4 True as the magnet to the pole, So true let your contrition be — So true let all your sorrows roll, To Him who bled upon the tree. 72— P. M. Hymn 14, Pt. 1. B. 1 God with us. 1 /~1 OD with «s ! 0 glorious name ! vJ~ Let it shine in endless fame : God and man in Christ unite ; O mysterious depth and height ! 2 God with us ! th' eternal Son Took our souls, our flesh, and bone ; Now, ye saints, his grace admire, Swell the song with holy fire. 3 God with us ! but tainted not With the first transgressor's blot; Yet did he our sins sustain, Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain. 4 God with us ! 0 wondrous grace ! Let us see him face to face ; That we may Immanuel sing, As we ought, our God and King. 73— P. M. Hymn 6, Pt. 1. B. 1 Jesus is God and Man. 1 T]>RE the blue heav'ns were stretclvd abroad .U From everlasting was the Word : With God he was ; the Word was God, And must divinely be ador'd. HYMN LXXIV. 313 2 By his own pow'r all things were made ; By him supported, all things stand ; He is the whole creation's head, And angels fly at his command. 3 Ere sin was born, or Satan fell, He led the host of morning stars : His generation who can tell, Or count the number of his years ! 4 But lo ! he leaves those heav'nly forms : The Word descends and dwells in clay, That he may converse hold with worms, Drest in such feeble flesh as they. 5 Mortals with joy beheld his face, Th' eternal Father's only Son : How full of truth, how full of grace, When thro' his flesh the Godhead shone ! 6 The angels leave their high abode, To learn new mysteries here, and tell The love of our descending God, The glories of Immanuel, 74— L. M. Hymn 13, Pt. 1. B. L Christ is the eternal Son of God. CHRIST, thou glorious King, we own Thee to be God's eternal Son : The Father's fulness, life divine, Mysteriously are also thine. 2 When rolling years brought on the day Foretold and fix:d for this display, Our great delivrance to obtain, Thou didst our nature not disdain. 3 At God's right hand, now, Lord, thou'rt plac'd, And with thy Father"s glory grac'd. 14 O 314 HYMN LXXV, LXXVI. True God and man, in person one ; A judge to pass our final doom. 4 From day to day, O Lord, do we On high exalt and honour thee : Thy name we worship and adore World without end, for evermore. 75— L. M. Hymn 13, Pt 2. B. \ God the Son equal with the Father. 1 "D RIGHT King of glory, dreadful God ! -D Our spirits bow before thy seat ; To thee we lift an humble thought, And worship at thine awful feet. 2 A thousand seraphs strong and bright Stand round the glorious Deity j But who, among the sons of light, Pretends comparison with thee ? 3 Yet there is one of human frame, Jesus, array'd in flesh and blood, Thinks it no robbery, to claim A full equality with God. 4 Their glory shines with equal beams; Their essence is for ever one ; Distinct in persons, and in names ; The Father God, and God the Son. 5 Then let the name of Christ our King With equal honours be ador'd ; His praise let ev?ry angel sing, And all the nations own the Lord. 76— C. M. Hymn 39. Ad I Chief among ten thousand. 1 "II /TAJESTIC sweetness sits enthroned ±VJL Upon the Saviour's brow j HYMN LXXVII. 515 His head with radiant glories crown'd, His lips with grace overflow. 2 No mortal can with him compare, Among the sons of men ; Fairer is he, than all the fair Who fill the heavenly train. 3 He saw me plunged in deep distress, And flew to my relief; For me he bore the shameful cross, And carried all my grief. 4 To him I owe my life and breath, And all the joys I have : He makes me triumph over death, And saves me from the grave. 5 To heaven, the place of his abode, He brings my weary feet ; Shows me the glories of my God, And makes my joys complete. 8 Since from thy bounty I receive Such proofs of love divine, Had I a thousand hearts to give, Lord, they should all be thine. 77— 7s. Hymn 38. Add Christ Unchangeable. 1 "TT7HAT a changing world is this! VV Void of all substantial bliss; All we see beneath the sun, In successive changes run : But our Jesus proves the same, Endless blessings on his name! 2 Wisdom, holiness, and might, Truth and justice are his right; 316 HYMN LXXVIII. Boundless goodness, love supreme, Fiow'd eternally from him ; Jesus Christ is still the same, Endless blessings on his name ! 3 Abram's bold rebellious race, Found him full of truth and grace; Priests and prophets all have told, What he did for saints of old ; Jesus Christ is still the same, Endless blessings on his name ! 4 Let us to his throne repair, Wait with humble patience there ; He will soon our cries attend, Love and save us to the end ; He will ever prove the same, Endless blessings on his name ! 78— L. M. Hymn 6, Pt 2 B. 1 Immanuel. 1 A LL hail, thou great Immanuel ! Jtx. Thy love, thy glory, who can tell ? Angels, and all the heav'nly host, Are in the boundless prospect lost. 2 Mortals, with reverential songs, Take this dear name upon your tongue^ ; With holy fear, attempt his praise, In solemn, yet triumphant, lays. 3 Among a thousand forms of love, In which he shines and smiles above, This with peculiar joy we view, He's David's root and offspring too. 4 There Jesus, in the glorious plan, Shines, the great God, the wondrous Man ! As God, the root of all our bliss, As man, the branch of righteousness. HYMN LXXIX, LXXX. 317 All hail, thou dear redeeming Lord ! All hail, thou co-essential Word ! All hail, thou Root and Branch divine ! All hail, and be the glory thine ! 79— 7s. Hymn 48. Add. Christ, the Day-Star. 1 /CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies— v^ Christ, the true, the only light; Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night ; Dayspring from on high, be near, Day-Star, in our hearts appear. 2 Dark and cheerless is the morn, If it bring no ray from thee ; Joyless is the day's return, Till thy mercy's beams we see. Lord, thine inward light impart, Cheering each benighted heart. 3 Visit every soul of thine, Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill with radiancy divine, Scatter all our unbelief; More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. 80— C. M. Hymn 12, Pt. 1. B. 1 The Offices of Christ. 1 "TT7E bless the prophet of the Lord, \ V That comes with truth and grace j Jesus, thy Spirit, and thy word, Shall lead us in thy ways. 318 HYMN LXXXI. 2 We rev'rence our High-Priest above, Who offer'd up his blood, And lives to carry on his love, By pleading with our God. 3 We honour our exalted King ; How sweet are his commands ! He guards our souls from hell and sin, By his almighty hands. 4 Hosanna to his blessed name, Who saves by glorious ways ; Th' anointed Saviour has a claim To our immortal praise. 81— P. M. Hymn 12, Pt. 2. B. 1 The Offices of Christ. 1 TOIN all the glorious names O Of wisdom, love, and pow'r, That ever mortals knew, That angels ever bore ; All are too mean to speak his worth ; Too mean to set my Saviour forth. 2 Great Prophet of my God, My tongue would bless thy name: By thee the joyful news Of our salvation came ; The joyful news of sins forgiv'n, Of hell subdued, and peace with heav'n 3 Jesus, my great High Priest, Orferd his blood, and died ; My guilty conscience seeks No sacrifice beside. His pow'rful blood did once atone; And now it pleads before the throne. HYMN LXXXII. 31« 4 My dear and mighjy Lord, My Conqu'ror, and my King; Thy sceptre and thy sword, Thy reigning grace I sing. Thine is the pow'r : behold ! I sit In willing bonds beneath thy feet. 5 Now let my soul arise, And tread the tempter down : My Saviour leads me forth To conquest and a crown. A feeble saint shall win the day, Tho' death and hell obstruct the way. 6 Should all the hosts of hell, And pow'rs of death unknown, Put their most dreadful forms, Of death and mischief, on : I shall be safe, for Christ displays Superior pow*r and guardian grace. B1 82— L. M. Hymn 16, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Lamb of God. EHOLD the sin-atoning Lamb, With wonder, gratitude, and love! To take away our guilt and shame, See him descending from above. 2 Our sins and griefs on him were laid j He meekly bore the mighty load : Our ransom-price he fully paid, In groans and tears, in sweat and blood. 3 To save his guilty church, he dies ; Mourners, behold the bleeding Lamb ! To him lift up your longing eyes, And hope for mercy in his name. 320 HYMN LXXXIII. 4 Pardon and peace thro' him abound ; He can the richest blessings give : Salvation in his name is found ; He bids the dying sinner live. 5 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. 83— C. M. Hymn 47. Add. The Lamb of God. 1 piONTEMPLATE, saints, the source divine, \j Whence all your joys have flow'd ; With gladsome hearts and grateful tongues « Behold the Lamb of God !" 2 If saved from wrath, and from the stroke Of Heaven's avenging rod, Pouring his precious blood for you, " JBehold the Lamb of God !" 3 Freed from the pangs of conscious guilt, And sin's afflicting load, To Jesus' blood you owe your peace ; " Behold the Lamb of God !" 4 With holy mind, and heart renew'd, Run ye the narrow road ; His sprinkled blood has cleansed your souls J " Behold the Lamb of God !" 5 Each heavenly blessing ye receive, Through Jesus is bestow'd, In every good your souls possess, " Behold the Lamb of God !" 6 Hope ye in heaven with God, at last, To find your blest abode ? Still, as the ground of all your hopes, " Behold the Lamb of God !" 'N' HYMN LXXXIV, LXXXV. 32t 84— S. M. Hymn 46. Add. The Lamb of God. "OT 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 clear 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 bear, When hanging on the accursed 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. 85— P. M. Hymn 30, Pt. 2. B. 1. Christ our High Priest. GOOD High Priest is come, Supplying Aaron's place, And taking up his room, Dispensing life and grace ; The law by Aaron's priesthood came, But grace and truth by Jesus' name. 14 • 'A 322 HYMN LXXXVI. 2 My Lord a Priest is made, As sware the mighty God, To Israel and his seed, Ordain'd to offer blood ; For sinners, who his mercy seek, A Priest, as was Melchizedec. 3 He once temptations knew, Of ev'ry sort and kind, That he might succour show, To ev'ry tempted mind : He once for us was sacrific'd, And only once for us he died. 4 I other priests disclaim, And laws and off'rings too, None but the bleeding Lamb The mighty work can do : He shall have all the praise : for he Hath lov'd, and liv*d, and died for me. 86— C. M. Hymn 42. Add. A merciful High-Priest. 1 /"^OME, let us join in songs of praise v^ To our ascended Priest; He enter'd heaven with all our names Engraven on his breast. 2 Below he waslrd our guilt away By his atoning blood ; Now he appears before the throne And pleads our cause with God. 3 What though while here we oft must feel Temptation's keenest dart 1 Our tender High-Priest feels it too, And will appease the smart. 4 Clothed with our nature still, he knows The weakness of our frame, HYMN LXXXVIL 323 And how to shield us from the foes Which he himself overcame. 5 Nor time nor distance e?er shall quench The fervour of his love ; For us, he died in kindness here, Nor is less kind above. 6 O may we ne'er forget his grace, Nor blush to bear his name ; Still may our hearts hold fast his faith, Our lips his praise proclaim. 87— L.M. Hymn 13, B. a Christ our sympathizing High-Priest. 1 TT7HERE high the heav'nly temple stands, VV The house of God not made with hands; A great High-Priest our nature wears, Our friend and advocate appears. 2 Though now ascended up on high, He bends on earth a brother's eye ; Partaker of the human name, He knows the frailty of our frame. 3 Our fellow sufFrer yet retains A fellow feeling of our pains, And still remembers in the skies, His tears, his agonies, and cries. 4 In ev'ry pang that rends the heart, The man of sorrows had a part ; He sympathizes with our grief, And to the suff'rer sends relief. 6 With boldness, therefore, at the throne, Let us make all our sorrows known ; And ask the aid of heav'nly pow'r, To help us in the evil hour. 324 HYMN LXXXVIII, LXXXIX. 88— C. M. Hymn 43. Add. Compassionate High-Priest. 1 "\T7~ITH joy we meditate the grace VV Of our High -Priest above ; His heart is made of tenderness, His bosom glows with love. 2 Touch'd with a sympathy within, He knows our feeble frame ; He knows what sore temptations mean, For he hath felt the same. 3 He, in the days of feeble flesh, Pour'd out his cries and tears ; And in his measure feels afresh What every member bears. 4 He'll never quench the smoking flax, But raise it to a flame ; The bruised reed he never breaks, Nor scorns the meanest name. 5 Then let our humble faith address His mercy and his power ; We shall obtain deliv'ring grace In every trying hour. 89— C. M. Hymn 10. B. 2. The fountain of ChrisVs blood. 1 rpHERE is a fountain fill'd with blood, JL Drawn from Emmanuel's veins ; And sinners, plung'd beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoic'd to see That fountain, in his day ; And there may I, as vile as he, Wash all my sins away. HYMN XC, XCI. 325 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Shall never lose its pow'r, Till all the ransom*d church of God Be sav'd, to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream, Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be — till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing thy power to save ; When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue, Lies silent in the grave. 90— L. M. Hymn 1, Pt. 4. B. 1. The good old way. 1 rT^HE righteousness, tlv atoning blood. J- Of Jesus, is the way to God ; 0 ! may we then no longer stray, But come to Christ, the good old way. 2 The prophets and apostles too, Pursu'd this path while here below; We therefore will, without dismay, Thus walk in Christ, the good old way. 3 With faith and love, and holy care, In this dear way, I'll persevere ; And when I die, triumphant say, This is the right, the good old way. 91— C. M. Hymn 45. Add. The Way, eye 1HOU art the Way ; to thee alone From sin and death we flee ; And he, who would the Father seek, Must seek him, Lord, in thee. T 326 HYMN XCI1, 2 Thou art the Truth ; thy word alone True wisdom can impart ; Thou only canst instruct the mind, And purify the heart. 3 Thou art the Life ; the rending tomb Proclaims thy conquering arm ; And those who put their trust in thee Nor death nor hell shall harm. 4 Thou art the Way, the Truth, the Life,- Grant us to know that Way, That Truth to keep, that Life to win, Which leads to endless day. 92— L. M. Hymn 11. B. 2. Christ the Physician of Souls. 1 "F^EEP are the wounds which sin has made j JLJ Where shall the sinner find a cure ? In vain, alas, is nature's aid — The work exceeds all nature's pow'r ! 2 And can no sov*reign balm be found ? And is no kind physician nigh, To ease the pain and heal the wound, Ere life and hope for ever fly? 3 There is a great Physician near, Look up, 0! fainting soul, and live; See, in his heav'nly smiles, appear Such ease as nature cannot give. 4 See, in the Saviour's dying blood, Life, health, and bliss abundant flow ! 'Tis only this dear sacred flood Can ease thy pain or heal thy woe. HYMN XCIII, XCIV. 827 93— L M. Hymn 11, Pt.4. B. L Jesus the only Saviour. 1 TESUS, the spring of joys divine, J Whence all our hopes and comforts flow; Jesus, no other name, but thine, Can save us from eternal woe. 2 In vain would boasting reason find The way to happiness and God ; Her weak directions leave the mind Bewilder'd in a dubious road. 3 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. 4 Safe lead us thro' this world of night, And bring us to the blissful plains, The regions of unclouded light, Where perfect joy for ever reigns. 94— C. M. Hymn 5, Pt. 2. B. 1, Saviour. 1 rf^HE Saviour! O what endless charms JL Dwell in the blissful sound ! Its influ'nce ev'ry fear disarms, And spreads sweet comfort round. 2 Here pardon, life, and joys divine, In rich effusion flow, For guilty rebels lost in sin, And doom'd to endless woe. 3 Th' almighty Former of the skies Stoop 'd to oar vile abode ! While angels view'd, with wond'ring eyes, And hail'd th' incarnate God. 328 HYMN XCV. 4 0 the rich depths of love divine, Of bliss a boundless store ! Dear Saviour, let me call thee mine ; I cannot wish for more. 5 On thee alone my hope relies, Beneath thy cross I fall ; My Lord, my life, my sacrifice, My Saviour, and my all. 95— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 52. Add Meekness of Christ. 1 i~1 ENTLE Jesus, how I love thee ! vJT Words cannot my love express ; Day and night how much I prove thee Full of mercy, full of grace ; Wretched sinners, Thou dost take delight to bless. 2 Of thy condescending goodness, What examples do 1 find ! 'Midst neglect, contempt and rudeness, Meek and lowly was thy mind ; Gentle Jesus, Thou wast altogether kind. 3 0 how mild and condescending Are the methods thou dost take ! Low beneath my burden bending, Bleeding, dying for my sake : Gentle Jesus, Now some word of comfort speak. 4 Lo ! I venture to approach thee ; Though my sins are great indeed : If by faith I may but touch thee, Virtue will from thee proceed j Gentle Jesus, Thou alone art all I need HYMN XCVI, XCVII. 329 96— L M. Hymn 11, Pt. 3. B. 1. Jesus the gift of God. 1 TESUS, my love, my chief delight, •J For thee I long, for thee I pray, Amid the shadows of the night, Amid the bus'ness of the day. 2 "When shall I see thy smiling face, Which I, thro* faith, have often seen ? Arise, thou Sun of Righteousness, Dispel the clouds that intervene. 3 Thou art the glorious gift of God, To sinners weary and distrest ; The first of all his gifts bestow'd, And certain pledge of all the rest. 4 Now I can say, This gift is mine, I '11 tread the world beneath my feet j No more at pain or want repine, Nor envy the rich sinner's state. 5 This precious jewel let me keep, And lodge it deep within my heart ; At home, abroad, awake, asleep, It never shall from thence depart. 97— C. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 3. B. 1. The Lord our Righteousness. 1 O AVIOUR divine, we know thy name, O And in that name we trust ; Thou art the Lord our Righteousness, Thou art thine Israel s boast. 2 The sins of ev'n die best spent day Might plunge us in despair ; Yet all the crimes of num'rous years Shall our great Surety clear. 330 HYMN XCVIII. 3 That spotless robe, which he hath wrought, Shall deck us all around ; In his imputed righteousness, No blemish shall be found. 4 Pardon, and peace, and lively hope To sinners now are giv'n ; And weeping saints shall change ere long, Their wilderness for heav'n. 5 With joy we taste that manna now, Thy mercy scatters down ; We seal our humble vows to thee, And wait the promis'd crown. 98— L. M. Hymn 12. B. 2. Christ an hiding-place. 1 TT AIL ! so v'reign love, that first began XJ_ The scheme to rescue fallen man ! Hail ! matchless, free, eternal grace, That gave my soul a hiding place. 2 Against the God that rules the sky I fought with hands uplifted high ; — Despis'd the offers of his grace, Too proud to seek a hiding place. 3 Enwrapp'd in dark Egyptian night, And fond of darkness more than light, Madly I ran the sinful race, Secure without a hiding place. 4 But thus th' eternal counsel ran : " Almighty Love ! arrest the man ;" I felt the arrows of distress, And found I had no hiding place. 5 Vindictive justice stood in view ; To Sinai's fiery mount I flew j HYMN XCIX. 331 But justice cried, with frowning face : " This mountain is no hiding place." 6 But lo ! a heav'nly voice I heard — And mercy's angel soon appear'd; Who led me on a pleasing pace, To Jesus Christ, my hiding place. 7 On him Almighty vengeance fell, Which must have sunk a world to hell ; He bore it for his chosen race, And now he is my hiding place. 8 A few more rolling suns at most, Will land me on fair Canaan's coast ; There I shall sing the song of grace, And see my glorious hiding place. 99— L. M. Hymn 14. B. 2. Christ our example. ND is the gospel peace and love? Such let our conversation be ; The serpent blended with the dove, — Wisdom and meek simplicity. 2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife ; To Jesus let us lift our eyes, Bright pattern of the Christian life. 3 O, how benevolent and kind ! How mild — how ready to forgive ! Be this the temper of our mind, And these the rules by which we live. 4 To do his heav'nly Father's will, Was his employment and delight ; Humility and holy zeal Shone through his life divinely bright A1 332 HYMN C, CI. 5 Dispensing good where'er he came, The labours of his life were love ; Then, if we bear the Saviour's name, By his example let us move. 100— P. M. 7s. Hymn 15. B. 2. Christ the Rock of Ages. 1 T) OCK of ages ! cleft for me, ~LV Let me hide myself in thee; Let the water and the blood, From thy side, a healing flood, Be of sin the double cure, Save from wrath, and make me pure. 2 Should my tears for ever flow, Should my zeal no languor know, This for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and thou alone ; In my hand no price I bring, Simply to thy cross I cling. 3 While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eye-lids close in death, When I rise to worlds unknown, And behold thee on thy throne, Rock of ages ! cleft for me, Let me hide myself in thee ! 101— lis 8s. Hymn 50. Add. Shepherd. 1 rr\ HE Lord is my Shepherd, his kindness I know, _L My wants will be ever supplied : He makes me repose where the green pastures grow, And waters in gentleness glide. HYMN CI1. 333 2 My wandering affections, so often astray, His kindness and care will reclaim, To wisdom and holiness point out the way, To the praise of his glorious name. 3 What though I walk through the dark valley of death, No evil my spirit will fear ; My Shepherd is with me, his arm is beneath, His love and his comfort are near. 4 The hand of his bounty my table supplies, My cup of enjoyment o'erflows : He keeps me in safety when troubles arise, Nor yields to th' assaults of my foes. 5 His goodness and mercy around me are found, His love shall forever endure; Forever I ;11 dwell in the house of the Lord ; His word of salvation is sure. 102— C. M. Hymn 49. Add. Unchangeable Friend. 1 /~1 OME, let our hearts and voices join, Vy To praise the Saviour's name ; Whose truth and kindness are divine, Whose love"s a constant flame. 2 When most we need his gracious hand, This Friend is always near ; With heaven and earth at his command, He waits to answer prayer. 3 His love no end nor measure knows, No change can turn its course ; Immutably the same, it flows From one eternal source. 4 When frowns appear to veil his face, 334 HYMN CIII. He hides the purpose of his grace To make it better known. 5 And when our dearest comforts fall Before his sov'reign will, He never takes away our all, Himself, he gives us still. 103— 8s 7s Hymn 51. Add Christ a Friend. l0 NE there is, above all others, Well deserves the name of Friend ; His is love beyond a brother's, Costly, free, and knows no end : They who once his kindness prove, Find it everlasting love. 2 Which of all our friends, to save us, Could or would have shed his blood ? But our Jesus died to have us Reconciled in him to God : This was boundless love indeed, Jesus is a Friend in need ! 3 When he lived on earth abased, Friend of Sinners was his name ; Now above all glory raised, He rejoices in the same ; Still he calls them " Brethren — friends, And to all their wants attends. 4 0, for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; We alas ! forget too often, What a Friend we have above : But when home our souls are brought, We will love thee as we ought. HYMN CIV, CV. 335 104— L. M. Hymn 44. Add. He is our Peace. 1 T)LEST be the Saviour's sacred name ; -D On embassies of peace he came ; And angels chanted at his birth, " Good-will to men, and peace on earth." 2 "He is our peace ;" for by his blood Sinners are reconciled to God : Sweet harmony is now restored, And man beloved, and God adored. 3 " He is our peace ;" in him we find A sweet serenity of mind; This is to us his own bequest, And makes the soul supremely blest. 4 "He is our peace'' 'tween man and man, And by his harmonizing plan, Barbarian, Scythian, bond and free, In perfect fellowship agree. 5 Blest be the bleeding Saviour's name ; On embassies of peace he came. Let mortals to their latest breath Sing of his reconciling death. 105— C. M. Hymn 54. Add Mediatorial Work. 1 "TT7HAT wisdom, majesty and grace, VV Through all the gospel shine; 'Tis God that speaks, and we confess, The doctrine most divine. 2 Down from his starry throne on high, The almighty Saviour comes ; Lays his bright robes of glory by, And feeble flesh assumes. 336 HYMN CVI. 3 The mighty debt, the sinner owed, Upon the cross he pays ; Then through the clouds ascends to God, 'Midst shouts of loftiest praise. 4 There he, our great High Priest, appears, Before his Father's throne: Offers his incense with our pray'rs, And pours salvation down. 5 Great God with rev'rence we adore Thy justice and thy grace ; And on thy faithfulness and power, Our firm dependence place. 106— L. M. Hymn 5, Pt. 1. B. 1 A Saviour is necessary. 1 ~F^ NSLAV'D by sin, and bound in chains -Li Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway, And doonVd to everlasting pains, We wretched guilty captives lay. 2 Nor can our arm procure our peace ; Nor will the world's collected store Suffice to purchase our release : A thousand worlds were all too poor. 3 A Saviour, Man, and mighty God, A glorious ransom must procure ; Justice divine demands his blood, And nothing less can life insure. 4 Jesus the man, the mighty God, This all-sufficient ransom paid : The Mediator's precious blood For wretched sinners has been shed 5 Jesus the sacrifice became, To rescue guilty souls from hell ; HYMN CVII, CVIII. 337 The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb Beneath avenging justice fell. 6 Amazing justice ! love divine! 0 may our grateful hearts adore The matchless grace; nor yield to sin, Nor wear its cruel fetters more ! 107— S. M. Hymn 14, Pt. 3. B. t The Incarnation. 1 "Y^E saints, proclaim abroad X The honours of your King ; To Jesus, your incarnate God, Your songs of praises sing. 2 Not angels, round the throne Of majesty above, Are half so much oblig'd as we, To our ImmanuePs love. 3 They never sunk so low, They are not rais'd so high ; They never knew such depths of woe, Such heights of majesty. 4 The Saviour did not join Their nature to his own ; For them he shed no blood divine, Nor breath'd a single groan. 5 May we with angels vie, The Saviour to adore ! Our debts our greater far than theirs, 0 be our praises more ! 108— S. M. Hymn 55. Add Christ's Mission. 1 "D AISE your triumphant songs, -LV To an immortal tune ; 15 I HYMN CIX. Let the wide earth resound the deeds Celestial grace has done. 2 Sing how eternal love Its chief Beloved chose ; And bade him raise our wretched rare From their abyss of woes. 3 His hand no thunder bears, No terror clothes his brow, No bolts to drive our guilty souls To fiercer flames below. 4 'Twas mercy filfd the throne, And wrath stood silent by, When Christ was sent with pardons down, To rebels doom'd to die. 5 Now, sinners, dry your tears, Let hopeless sorrows cease : Bow to the sceptre of his love, And take the offer'd peace. 6 Lord, we obey thy call, We lay an humble claim To the salvation thou hast brought, And love and praise thy name. ADVENT. 109— CM. Hymn 7. B. 2. Nativity of Christ. 1 "]% /TORTALS, awake, with angels join, 1VX And chant the solemn lay : Joy, love, and gratitude, combine To biil th' auspicious day. HYMN CX. 339 2 In heav'n the rapt'rous song began, And sweet seraphic fire Through all the shining legions ran, And strung and tun'd the lyre. 3 Swift, through the vast expanse, it flew, And loud the echo roll'd ; The theme, the song, the joy was new, 'Twas more than heav'n could hold. 4 Down through the portals of the sky, Th; impetuous torrent ran ; And angels flew, with eager joy, To bear the news to man. 5 Hark ! the cherubic armies shout, And glory leads the song ; Good will and peace are heard throughout Th' harmonious heav?nly throng. 110— P. M. 11, 10. Hymn 8. B. 2. Star in the East. 1 TDRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the J3 morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on his cradle, the dew-drops are shining ; Low lies his bed, with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him, in slumber reclining ; Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all. 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and ofFrings divine, Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, Vainly with gold would his favours secure ; 340 HYMN CXI. Richer by far is the heart's adoration, Dearer to God are the pray'rs of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid ; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. Ill— L. M. Hymn 9. B. 2 The Star of Bethlehem. 'HEN, marshall'd on the nightly plain, sw The glitt'ring host bestud the sky ; One star alone of all the train, Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye. 2. Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks, From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem : But one alone the Saviour speaks ; It is the Star of Bethlehem. 3 Once on the raging seas I rode, The storm was loud, the night was dark ; The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd The wind that toss'd my found 'ring bark. 4 Deep horror then my vitals froze, Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem ; When suddenly a star arose, It was the Star of Bethlehem. 5 It was my guide, my light, my all ; It bade my dark forebodings cease ; And through the storm and danger's thrall, It led me to the port of peace. 6 Now safely moor'd — my perils o'er, 1*11 sing, first in night's diadem, For ever and for evermore, The star — the Star of Bethlehem. HYMN CXII, CXIII. 341 112— L. M. Hymn 6, Pt. 3. B. 1. Types and prophecies fulfilled in Christ. 1 T>EHOLD the woman's promis'd seedl _D Behold the great Messiah come 1 Behold the prophets all agreed To give him the superior room 1 2 Abra'm, the saint, rejoic'd of old, When visions of the Lord he saw ; Moses, the man of God, foretold This great fulfiller of his law. 3 The types bore witness to his name, Obtain*d their chief design, and ceas'd : The incense and the bleeding lamb, The ark, the altar, and the priest. 4 Predictions in abundance meet, To join their blessings on his head ; Jesus, we worship at thy feet, And nations own the promis'd seed. 1 13— L. M. Hymn 14, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Saviours Advent. 1 npO us a child is born from heav'n j JL To us the Son of God is giv'n ; Gentiles in Jesus' name shall trust, And of his glories make their boast : 2 His name the Wonderful shall be ; His wonders heav'n and earth shall see ; The Counsellor of truth and grace, Who leads in paths of righteousness. 3 The Mighty God, that glorious name, His works and word join to proclaim r 342 HYMN CXIV. The Everlasting Father, He — And the whole church his family. 4 The Prince of Peace, on David's throne; And natioDS, yet unborn, shall own His sov"reign and his gracious sway, Glad of the honour to obey. 5 Justice and Judgment hell maintain- To everlasting ages reign : And his blest empire shall increase, Till time, with all its movements, cease. 6 Our faith in grateful triumph boasts These wonders of the Lord of Hosts : And trusts the love, that form'd the plan, To perfect what that love began. 114— S. M. Hymn 143. B. 1. The song of the Angels. 1 TDEHOLD ! the grace appears, J-J The promise is fulfill'd ; Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears, And Jesus is the child. 2 To bring the glorious news, A heav'nly form appears ; He tells the shepherds of dieir joys, And banishes their fears. 3 " Go, humble swains," said he, " To David's city fly ; " The promis'd Infant, born to-day, " Doth in a manger lie. 4 " With looks and heart serene, " Go visit Christ your King ;" And straight a flaming troop was seen ; The shepherds heard them sing: HYMN CXV. 343 5 " Glory to God on high ! " And heav'nly peace on earth, u Good-will to men, to angels joy, " At the Redeemer's birth !" 6 In worship so divine Let saints employ their tongues : With the celestial hosts we join, And loud repeat their songs. 7 " Glory to God on high, " And heav'nly peace on earth, " Good-will to men, to angels joy, " At our Redeemer's birth !" 1 1 5— C. M. Hymn 14, Pt. 4. B. L Jesus came to save Sinners. 1 TT ARK the glad sound ! the Saviour 's come 1 -Li The Saviour promis'd long! Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne, And ev'ry voice a song. 2 On him the Spirit, largely pour'd, Exerts its sacred fire ; Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, His holy breast inspire. 3 He comes the pris'ners to release, In Satan's bondage held : The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 4 He comes from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eye-balls of the blind To pour celestial day. 5 He comes the broken heart to biad, The bleeding soul to cure j 344 HYMN CXVI. And with his righteousness and grace T' enrich th' humble poor. 6 His gospel trumpets publish loud The juVlee of the Lord ; His people are redeemed now, Their heritage restor'd. 7 Our glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And heav'n's eternal arches ring With thy beloved name. 116— C. M. Hymn 142. B. 1 The Song of Zacharias. 1 "TVTOW, be the God of Israel bless'd, -L i Who makes his truth appear ■ His mighty hand fulfils his word, And all the oaths he sware. 2 Now he bedews king David's root With blessings from the skies : He makes the branch of promise grow, The prqmis'd horn arise. 3 John was the prophet of the Lord, To go before his face ; The herald which our Saviour God Sent to prepare his ways. 4 " Behold the Lamb of God," he cries, " That takes our guilt away ; "I saw the Spirit o"er his head, " On his baptising day. 5 "Be ev'ry vale exalted high, " Sink ev'ry mountain low : " The proud must stoop, and humble souls " Shall his salvation know. HYMN CXVII. 345 6 " The heathen realms, with Israel's land, " Shall join in sweet accord ; "And all, that's born of man, shall see " The glory of the Lord. 7 " Behold the Morning Star arise. " Ye that in darkness sit ! " He marks the path that leads to peace, "And guides our doubtful feet." 1 1 7— C. M. Hymn 88. B. 1. The Birth of Christ. 1 A WAKE, awake the sacred song -ZjL To our incarnate Lord : Let ev'ry heart, and ev'ry tongue Adore th' eternal Word. 2 Sinners awake, with angels join, And chant the solemn lay ; Joy, love, and gratitude combine, To hail th' auspicious day. 3 Then shone almighty pow'r and love, In all their glorious forms ; When Jesus left his throne above, To dwell with sinful worms. 4 Adoring angels tun'd their songs To hail the joyful day ; With rapture then, let mortal tongues Their grateful worship pay. 5 Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail ! Redeemer, Brother, Friend ! Tho' earth, and time, and life should fail, Thy praise shall never end. 15 346 HYxMN CXVIII, CXIX. DEATH AND ATONEMENT. 118— C. M. Hymn 57. Add. Gethsemane. 1 TTVARK was the night, and cold the ground JL/ On which the Lord was laid ; His sweat like drops of blood ran down, In agony he pray'd : — 2 "Father, remove this bitter cup, If such thy sacred will ; If not, content to drink it up, Thy pleasure I fulfil!" 3 Go to the garden, sinner ; see Those precious drops that flow : The heavy load he bore for thee — For thee he lies so low. 4 Then learn of him the cross to bear, Thy Father's will obey; And when temptations press thee near, Awake to watch and pray. 119— P.M. 7 Hymn 97. B. 2 Gethsemane. 1 ~\ /TANY woes had Christ endured, -LVJL Many sore temptations met, Patient, and to pains inur'd ; But the sorest trial yet Was to be sustained in thee, Gloomy, sad Gethsemane. 2 Came at length the dreadful night, Vengeance with its iron rod Stood, and with collected might, Bruis'd the harmless Lamb of God ; HYMN CXX. 347 See, my soul, the Saviour see j Prostrate in Gethsemane. 3 There my God bore all my guilt, This thro: grace can be believed ; But the torments which he felt Are too vast to be conceived ; None can penetrate through thee, Doleful, dark Gethsemane. 4 All my sins against my God, All my sins against his laws, All my sins against his blood, All my sins against his cause, Sins as boundless as the sea; Hide me, 0 Gethsemane. 5 Here's my claim, and here alone ; None a Saviour more can need ; Deeds of righteousness I've none ; Not a work that I can plead ; Not a glimpse of hope for me, Only in Gethsemane. 6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One Almighty God of love : Prais'd by all the heav'nly host, In thy shining courts above ; We poor sinners, Gracious Three, Praise thee for Gethsemane. 120— L. M. Hymn 16, Pt 1. B. 1. Substitution and Satisfaction, 1 TMMORTAL God, on thee we call, J- The great Original of all ; Thro' thee we are, to thee we tend, Our sure support, our glorious end. i48 HYMN CXXI. 2 We praise that wise mysterious grace, That pitied our revolted race, And Jesus, our great cov'nant-head, The Captain of salvation made. 3 Thy justice doom'd that we must die, Who for our sins would satisfy ; His death was therefore fix'd of old, And in thy word of truth foretold. 4 A scene of wonders here we see, Worthy thy Son and worthy thee ; And while this theme employs our tongues, All heav'n unites its sweetest songs. 121— 8s 7s Hymn 56. Add. Atonement. 1 XTTITHOUT blood is no remission ; VV Thus the law proclaims from heaven ; Blood must flow — on this condition, This alone, is sin forgiven : Yes, a victim must be slain, Else all hope of life is vain. 2 But the victim — who shall find it? Such a one as sinners need ? To the altar who shall bind it 3 Who shall make the victim bleed ? Questions these of anxious thought, Till the word of God is brought. 3 God himself provides the Victim — Jesus is the Lamb of God ; Heaven, and earth, and hell afflict him, While he bears the sinner's loadj 'Tis his blood, and that alone, Can for human guilt atone. HYMN CXXII, CXXI1I. 349- 4 Joyful truth ! he bore transgression In his body on the cross ; Through his blood, there's full remission ; All for him we count but loss : Jesus for the sinner bleeds, Nothing more the sinner needs. 122— L. M. Hymn 15, Pt. 1. B. 1. He suffered. 1 r\ LORD, when faith with fixed eyes V_/ Beholds thy wondrous sacrifice, Love rises to an ardent flame, And we all other hope disclaim. 2 With cold affections who can see The thorns, the scourge, the nails, the tree. The flowing tears, the crimson sweat, The bleeding hands, and head, and feet ! 3 Jesus, what millions of our race Have been the triumphs of thy grace ! And millions more to thee shall fly, And on thy sacrifice rely. 4 The sorrow, shame, and death, were thine, And all the stores of wrath divine ! Ours are the pardon, life, and bliss : What love can be compar'd to this? 123— L. M. Hymn 15, Pt. 2. B. 1. He was crucified. 1 O TRETCH'D on the cross the Saviour dies, O Hark ! his expiring groans arise ! See, from his hands, his feet, his side, Runs down the sacred crimson tide ! 2 Believers now, behold the Man ! The Man of Grief condemn'd for you, 350 HYMN CXXIV. The Lamb of God for sinners slain, Weeping to Calvary pursue. 3 His sacred limbs they pierce, they tear, With nails they fasten to the wood — His sacred limbs! expos'd and bare, Or only cover'd with his blood. 4 See there ! his temples crown'd with thorns, His bleeding hands extended wide, His streaming feet transfix'd and torn, The fountain gushing from his side. 5 Thou dear, thou sufFring Son of God, How doth thy heart to sinners move ! Sprinkle on us thy precious blood, Constrain us with thy dying love ! 124— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 98. B. 3 Sitting at the foot of the Cross. 1 QWEET the moments, rich in blessing, O Which before the Cross I spend, Life, and health, and peace possessing From the sinner's dying friend. 2 Here I'll sit, for ever, viewing Mercy's streams in streams of blood ; Precious drops ! my soul bedewing, Plead, and claim my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is this station, Low before his Cross to lie ; While I see divine compassion Floating in his languid eye. 4 Here it is I find my heaven, While upon the Cross I gaze ; Love I much, — 'I've much forgiven ; I'm a miracle of grace. HYMN CXXV, CXXVI. 351 5 Love and grief, my heart dividing, With my tears his feet I'll bathe, Constant still in faith abiding, Life deriving from his death. 6 May I still enjoy this feeling, In all need to Jesus go ; Prove his wounds each day more healing, And himself more fully know. 125— L. M. Hymn 15, Pt. 3. B. 1 It is Christ that died. 1 O INNERS rejoice, 'tis Christ that died : O Behold, the blood flows from his side! To wash your souls, and raise you high, To dwell with God above the sky. 2 'Tis Christ that died ! 0 love divine ! Here mercy, truth, and justice shine ; God reconcil'd, and sinners bought With Jesus' blood — how sweet the thought ! 3 'Tis Christ that died! a truth indeed, On which my faith would ever feed : Nor let the works that I perform Be nam'd, to swell a haughty worm. 4 'Tis Christ that died ! 'tis Christ was slain, To save my soul from endless pain ; 'Tis Christ that died, shall be my theme, While I have breath to praise his name. 126— S. M. Hymn 58. Add. Christ upon the Cross. 1 T)EHOLD th' amazing sight, -M-J The Saviour lifted high ; Behold the Son of God's delight, Expire in agony. 352 HYMN CXXV1I. 2 For whom was broke that heart ? For whom these sorrows borne ? Why did he feel that piercing smart, And meet that bitter scorn? 3 For love of us he bled, And all in torture died ; 'Twas love that bow'd his fainting head And op'd his gushing side. 4 I see, and I adore, In sympathy of love ; I feel the strong attractive power To lift my soul above. 5 Drawn by such cords as these, Let all the earth combine, With cheerful ardour to confess The energy divine. 6 In thee, our hearts unite, Nor share thy griefs alone, But from thy cross pursue their flight To thy triumphant throne. 127— C. M. Hymn 16, Pt. 3. B. 1 Christ sustained the pains of hell. 1 A ND did the holy and the just, J\. The Sov'reign of the skies, Stoop down to wretchedness and dust, That guilty worms might rise ? • 2 Yes, the Redeemer in his soul, Sustain'd the pains of hell ; The wrath of God without control, On him our surety fell. 3 He took the dying sinner's place, And sufler'd in his stead : HYMN CXXVIII. 353 For man, (0 miracle of grace !) For man the Saviour bled ! 4 Dear Lord, what heav'nly wonders dwell In thy atoning blood ! By this are sinners snatch'd from hell, And rebels brought to God. 5 Jesus, my soul, adoring, bends To love so full, so free ; And may I hope that love extends Its sacred pow'r to me ? 6 What glad return can I impart For favours so divine ? 0! take my all — this worthless heart, And make it only thine. 128— CM. Hymn 30, Pt. 1. B. 1. Christ our substitute. 1 TESUS, in thee our eyes behold «J A thousand glories more, Than the rich gems and polish'd gold, The sons of Aaron wore. 2 Fresh blood, as constant as the day, Was on their altars spilt ; But thy one ofFring takes away For ever all our guilt. 3 Once, in the circuit of a year, With blood, but not his own, Aaron within the veil appears, Before the golden throne. 4 But Christ, by his own pow'rful blood Ascends above the skies; And, in the presence of our God, Shows his own sacrifice. 354 HYMN CXXIX, CXXX. 129— L. M. Hymn 59. Add. The Crucifixion. 1 ">rjlIS finish *d !" so the Saviour cried, JL And meekly bow*d his dying head j " 'Tis finish'd !" yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 "Tis finish'd!" all that Heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said, Is now fulfill'd, as was design'd, In Christ, the Saviour of mankind. 3 " 'Tis finish'd !" this, his dying groan, Shall sins of deepest hue atone ; Millions shall be redeem'd from death, By this, his last expiring breath. 4 " 'Tis finish'd !" Heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoil'd, Peace, love, and happiness, again Return and dwell with sinful men. 5 " 'Tis finish'd !" let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round ; " 'Tis finish'd !" let the echo fly Through heaven and hell, through earth and sky 130— 8s 7s. Hymn 63. Add. The Cross of Christ. 1 TN the cross of Christ I glory! JL Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story, Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me, Lo ! it glows with peace and joy. HYMN CXXXI. 355 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming, Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds more lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 5 In the cross of Christ I glory ; Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story, Gathers round its head sublime. 131— L. M. Hymn 64. Add. Glorying in the Cross. 1 "TTTHEN I survey the wondrous cross, VV On which the Prince of glory diedj 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 that 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 eer such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown ! 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, That were a present far too small j Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. 356 HYMN CXXXII. 132— 7s. Hymn 91. Ada Go to Golgotha. 1 /^i 0 to Golgotha, and weep vT With the suff'ring Son of God, And behold, with anguish deep, Where the sacred Victim stood ; Like a lamb to slaughter led, Every friend and helper fled. 2 Go to Golgotha, and see All the heav'ns in sackcloth hung, While rebuke and blasphemy Issue foul from every tongue. Hear that agonizing cry, While the rending rocks reply. 3 Go to Golgotha, and tell Why the scourge, the crown of thorn, Why the powers of earth and hell Join in deeds of hate and scorn ; Why such innocence in tears, On the shameful cross appears. 1 Go to Golgotha, and learn All the bitterness of sin ; In those scenes of wrath discern What thine own desert hath been Thine the shame, reproach, and guilt ; 'Twas for thee that blood was spilt. *) Go to Golgotha, and pray That thy sins may be forgiven , He on whom thy burthens lay, Now is Advocate in heaven. Lift thine eyes to his abode, Trusting in the Son of God. HYMN CXXX1II, CXXXIV. 357 RESURRECTION. J.33—L. M. Hymn 17, Pt. 1. B. U The Resurrection of Christ. 1 ) npiS finished, the Redeemer cries ; JL When lowly bows his fainting head: And soon th' expiring sacrifice Sinks to the regions of the dead. 2 'Tis done — the mighty work is done ! For men or angels much too great ; Which none, but God's eternal Son, Or would attempt, or could complete. 3 Tis done — old things are past away, And a new state of things begun ; A kingdom which shall ne'er decay, But shall outlast the circling sun. 4 A new account of time begins ; Now our dear Lord resumes his breath, Charg'd with our sorrows and our sins ; Our lives to ransom by his death. 5 Once he was dead, but now he reigns, He lives, he lives, he lives again : Let's tell our joys in pious strains, And spread the glory of his name. 134— P. M. 7 Hymn 89. R 1. The Resurrection of Christ. 1 "piHRIST, the Lord, is ris'n to-day," V-> Sons of men and angels say ; Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heav'ns, and earth reply. 358 HYMN CXXXV. 2 Love's redeeming work is done, Fought the fight, the battle won : Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er, Lo ! he sets in blood no more. 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, Christ has burst the gate of hell ; Death in vain forbids his rise, Christ hath open'd Paradise. 4 Lives again our glorious King ! " Where, O death, is now thy sting ?" Once he died our souls to save : " Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave ?" 5 Hail, the Lord of earth and heav'n ! Praise to thee by both be giv'n ! Thee we greet triumphant now, Hail! the resurrection — Thou! 135— C. L. M. Hymn 60. Add The Lord is risen. 1 TTOW calm and beautiful the morn, ■ -LJ_ That gilds the sacred tomb, Where once the Crucified was borne, And veil'd in midnight gloom ! O, weep no more the Saviour slain ; The Lord is risen — he lives again. 2 Ye mourning saints, dry every tear For your departed Lord, " Behold the place — he is not here," The tomb is all unbarr'd : The gates of death were closed in vain, The Lord is risen — he lives again. 3 Now, cheerful to the house of pray'r, Your early footsteps bend, HYMN CXXXVI. 359 The Saviour will himself be there, Your advocate and Friend : Once by the law your hopes were slain, But now in Christ ye live again. 4 How tranquil now the rising day, 'Tis Jesus still appears, A risen Lord to chase away Your unbelieving fears : O, weep no more your comforts slain, The Lord is risen — he lives again. 5 And when the shades of evening fall, When life's last hour draws nigh, If Jesus shines upon the soul, How blissful then to die ; Since he has risen that once was slain, Ye die in Christ to live again. 136— L. M. Hymn 61. Add. Christ's Intercession. 1 TTE lives, the great Redeemer lives ! XI What joy the blest assurance gives : And now before his Father, God, He pleads the merit of his blood. 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, And justice, arm"d with frowns, appears ; But in the Saviour's lovely face, Sweet mercy smiles, and all is peace. 3 Hence, then, ye black despairing thoughts; Above our fears, above our faults, His powerful intercessions rise, And guilt recedes, and terror dies. 4 In every dark, distressful hour, When sin and Satan join their power, This hope repels each fiery dart — That Jesus bears us on his heart. 360 HYMN CXXXVII. 5 Great Advocate, Almighty Friend, On thee alone our hopes depend ; Our cause can never, never fail, For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. 137— L. M. Hymn 17, Pt. 2. B. L I know that my Redeemer liveth. 1 T KNOW that my Redeemer lives ; J- What comfort this sweet sentence gives 1 He lives, he lives, who once was dead, He lives, my ever-living head ! 2 He lives triumphant from the grave, He lives eternally to save ; He lives all glorious in the sky, He lives exalted there on high. 3 He lives to bless me with his love, He lives to plead for me above : He lives my hungry soul to feed, He lives to help in time of need. 4 He lives to grant me fresh supply, He lives to guide me with his eye ; He lives to comfort me when faint, He lives to hear my soul's complaint. 5 He lives to silence all my fears, He lives to stop and wipe my tears ; He lives to calm my troubled heart, He lives all blessings to impart. 6 He lives, my kind, wise, heav'nly Friend, He lives and loves me to the end ; He lives, and, while he lives, I'll sing, He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King. 7 He lives, and grants me daily breath, He lives, and I shall conquer death , HYMN CXXXVIII. 361 He lives my mansion to prepare, He lives to bring me safely there. 8 He lives, all glory to his name ; He lives, my Jesus, still the same ; 0 the sweet joy this sentence gives, 1 know that my Redeemer lives ! ASCENSION AND EXALTATION. 138— C. M. Hymn 16. B. 2. Coronation of Christ. 1 \ LL hail, the pow'r of Jesus' name! -TjL Let 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 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, Whom David, Lord did call ; The God incarnate ! Man Divine ! And crown him — Lord of all. 4 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransom "d from the fall, Hail him who saves you by his grace And crown him — Lord of all. 5 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go, spread your trophies at his feet, And crown him — Lord of all. 16 362 HYMN CXXXIX. 6 Let every kindred, every tribe On this terrestrial ball, To him all majesty ascribe, And crown him — Lord of all. 7 Oh, that with yonder sacred throng, We at his feet may fall ; We'll join the everlasting song, And crown him — Lord of all. 139— L. M. Hymn 18, Pt. 1. B. 1, He ascended into Heaven. 1 /~^UR Lord is risen from the dead, \J Our Jesus is gone up on high ; The pow'rs of hell are captive led, Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 2 There his triumphal chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay ; " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates, "Ye everlasting doors, give way!" 3 Loose all your bars of massy light, And wide unfold the radiant scene : He claims those mansions as his right, Receive the King of glory in. 4 " Who is the King of glory, who ?" The Lord that all his foes o'ercame, The world, sin, death, and hell o'erthrew ; And Jesus is the conqu'ror's name. 5 Lo ! his triumphant chariot waits, And angels chant the solemn lay, " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates ! " Ye everlasting doors, give way !" 6 " Who is the King of glory, who ?" The Lord, of boundless pow'r possest, The King of saints and angels too, God over all, for ever blest. F HYMN CXL, CXLI. 363 140— L. M. Hymn 18, Pt. 2. B. 1. Forerunner. 'AR, far beyond these lower skies, Up to the glories all his own, Where we by faith lift up our eyes, There Jesus, our Forerunner's gone. 2 Amidst the shining hosts above, Where his blest smile new pleasure gives, Where all is wonder, joy, and love ; There Jesus, our Forerunner, lives. 3 Before his heav*nly Father's face, For ev'ry saint he intercedes ; And with infallible success, There Jesus, our Forerunner, pleads. 4 We shall, when we in heav'n appear, His praises sing, his wonders tell; And with our great Forerunner there, For ever and for ever dwell. 141— L. M. Hymn IS, Pt. 3. B. 1. The presence, glory, and power of Christ. 1 TT7ITH transport, Lord, our souls proclaim V V Th' immortal honours of thy name ; Altho' ascended to thy throne, Thou still art present with thine own. 2 High on his Father's royal seat, Our Jesus shone divinely great ; Ere Adam's clay with life was warm'd, Or Gabriel's nobler spirit form'd. 3 Thro' all succeeding ages, he The same hath been — the same shall be; Immortal radiance gilds his head, While stars and suns wax old, and fade. 364 HYMN CXLII. 4 The same his pow'r his flock to guard j The same his bounty to reward : The same his faithfulness and love, To saints on earth and saints above. 5 Let nature change, and sink, and die ; Jesus shall raise his chosen high ; And fix them near his heavnly throne, In glory changeless as his own. 142— P. M. Hymn 90. B. 1. The Ascension and Kingdom of Christ. 1 "D EJOICE, the Lord is King, XV Th' ascended King adore ; Mortals, give thanks, and sing And triumph evermore ! Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 2 Rejoice, the Saviour reigns, The God of truth and love : When he had purg'd our stains, He took his seat above : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 3 His kingdom cannot fail, He rules o'er earth and heav'n ; The keys of death and hell Are to our Jesus giv'n : Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, Rejoice aloud, ye saints, rejoice. 4 Rejoice in glorious hope ; Jesus the Judge shall come, And take his servants up To their eternal home : We soon shall hear the Archangel's voice, The trump of God shall sound, rejoice. HYMN CXLIII, CXLIV. 365 143— L. M Hymn 19, Pt. 1. B. 1. He sitteth at the right hand of God. 1 TESUS the Lord our souls adore, «J A painful suff;rer now no more ; At the right hand of God he reigns O'er earth, and heav'ns extensive plains. 2 His race for ever is complete ; For ever undisturb'd his seat ; Myriads of angels round him fly, And sing his well-gain'd victory. 3 Yet "midst the honours of his throne, He joys not for himself alone ; His meanest servants share their part, Share in that royal tender heart. 4 Raise, raise, my soul, thy raptur'd sight With sacred wonder and delight : Jesus at God's right hand now see, Enter'd within the veil for thee. 144— C. M. Hymn 62. Add, The Cross and Crown. 1 PT^HE head that once was crown'd with thorns JL Is crown'd with glory now ; A royal diadem adorns The mighty Victor's brow. 2 The highest place that heaven affords, Is his by sov'reign right; The King of kings, the Lord of lords, He reigns in glory bright. 3 The joy of all who dwell above, The joy of all below, To whom he manifests his love, And grants his name to know ; 366 HYMN CXLV. 4 To them the cross, with all its shame, With all its grace is given ; Their name an everlasting name, Their joy — the joy of heaven. 5 They suffer with their Lord below, They reign with him above ; Their profit and their joy to know The myst'ry of his love. 6 The cross he bore, is life and health, Though shame and death to him ; His people's hope, his people's wealth, Their everlasting theme. 145— L. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 1. B. 1, Jesus hath the key of the kingdom of heaven. 1 "TT7ITH what delight I raise my eyes, VV And view the courts where Jesus dwells 4 Jesus, who reigns above the skies, And here below his grace reveals. 2 Of God's own house the sacred key Is borne by that, majestic hand : Mansions and treasures there I see Subjected all to his command. 3 He shuts, and worlds might strive in vain The mighty obstacle to move ; He looses all their bars again, And who shall shut the gates of love ! 4 Fix'd in omnipotence, he bears The glories of his Father's name ; Sustains his people's weighty cares, Thro' ev'ry changing age the same. 5 My little all I here suspend, Where the whole weight of heav'n is hung; Secure I rest on such a friend, And into raptures wake my tongue. HYMN CXLVI, CLXVII. 367 146— 8s 7s. Hymn 53. Add. Our High-Priest, 1 TTAIL, thou once despised Jesus, JLJ_ Hail, thou bleeding, conq'ring King; Thou didst suffer to release us ; Thou didst free salvation bring ! Hail, thou agonizing Saviour, Thou didst bear our sin and shame, Through thy merit we find favour ; Life is given through thy name. 2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on thee were 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, Man is reconciled to God. 3 Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory, There forever to abide, All the heavenly hosts adore thee, Seated at thy Father's side: There for sinners thou art pleading, There thou dost our place prepare : Ever for us interceding, Till in glory we appear. 147— L. M. Hymn 65. Add. Lord of Angels. 1 /~1 REAT God, to what a glorious height VT Hast thou advanced the Lord, thy Son ! Angels, in all their robes of light, Are made the servants of his throne. 368 HYMN CXLVIII. 2 Before his feet, their armies wait, And swift as flames of fire they move, To manage his affairs of state, In works of vengeance or of love. 3 Now they are sent to guide our feet, Up to the gates of thine abode, Through all the dangers that we meet, In travelling o'er the heavenly road. 4 Lord, when we leave this mortal ground, And thou shalt bid us rise and come, Send thy beloved angels down, Safe to conduct our spirits home. 148— L. M. Hymn 19, Pt. 3. B. 1 Christ will come to judge the world. 1 1VTOW to the Lord, that made us know -L\ The wonders of his dying love, Be humble honours paid below, And strains of nobler praise above. 2 'Twas he that cleans'd our foulest sins, And wash'd us in his richest blood ; 'Tis he that makes us priests and kings, And brings us rebels near to God. 3 To Jesus, our atoning Priest, To Jesus, our superior King, Be everlasting pow'r confess'd, And ev*ry tongue his glory sing. 4 Behold ! on flying clouds he comes, And ev'ry eye shall see his face ; Tho' with our sins we pierc'd him once ; He now displays his pard'ning grace. 5 The unbelieving world shall wail, While we rejoice to see the day; Come, Lord ! nor let thy promise fail, Nor let thy chariots long delay. HYMN CXLIX. 360 149—8, 7, 4. Hymn 147. B. 1. Surely I come quickly ; Amen, even so, come, Lord Jesus. 1 T O ! he comes, with clouds descending, 1 J Once for favour'd sinners slain I Thousand thousand saints attending Swell the triumph of his train : Hallelujah ! Jesus now shall ever reign. 2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him, Rob'd in dreadful majesty: Those, who set at naught, and sold him, Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree, Deeply wailing, Shall the great Messiah see. 3 Ev;ry island, sea, and mountain, Heav'n and earth, shall flee away : All who hate him must, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day ; Come to judgment ! Come to judgment ! come away ! 4 Now redemption, long expected, See in solemn pomp appear ! All his saints, by men rejected, Now shall meet him in the air ! Hallelujah ! See the day of God appear ! 5 Answer thine own bride and Spirit ; Hasten, Lord, and quickly come ! The new heav'n and earth t' inherit, Take thy weeping exiles home : All Creation Travails, groans, and bids thee come ! 16* 370 HYMN CL. 6 Yea ! amen ! let all adore thee, High on thine exalted throne ! Saviour, take the pow'r and glory: Claim the kingdoms for thine own ! 0 come quickly, Hallelujah ! come, Lord, come ! 1 50—8, 7, 4. Hymn 19, Pt. 5. B. 1 Xo, he cometh. 1 T 0 ! he cometh ! countless trumpets -Li Blow to raise the sleeping dead ; 'Midst ten thousand saints and angels See their great exalted Head. Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome, Son of God ! 2 Now his merit, by the harpers, Thro' th' eternal deep resounds ; Now resplendent shine his nail-prints, Ev'ry eye shall see his wounds : They, who pierc'd him, Shall at his appearance wail. 3 Full of joyful expectation, Saints, behold the Judge appear! Truth and justice go before him, Now the joyful sentence hear : Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome, Judge divine. 4 " Come, ye blessed of my Father, " Enter into life and joy ; " Banish all your fears and sorrows, " Endless praise be your employ :" Hallelujah, Welcome, welcome to the skies. HYMN CLI. 371 5 Now at once they rise to glory, Jesus brings them as their king ; There, with all the hosts of heav'n, They eternal anthems sing : Hallelujah, Boundless glory to the Lamb. THE HOLY SPIRIT. 1 5 1— C. M. Hymn 66. Add. Effusion of the Spirit. 1 T ET songs of praises fill the sky! JLi Christ, our ascended Lord, Sends down his Spirit from on high, According to his word. 2 The Spirit, by his heavenly breath, New life creates within, He quickens sinners from their death Of trespasses and sin. 3 The things of Christ the Spirit takes, And to our hearts reveals ; Our bodies he his temple makes, And our redemption seals. 4 Come, Holy Spirit, from above, With thy celestial fire ; Come, and with flames of zeal and love Our hearts and tongues inspire 1 372 HYMN CLII, CLIII. 152— C. M. Hymn 67. Add. Work of the Spirit. 1 rpHE blessed Spirit, like the wind, X Blows when and where he please ; How happy are the men who feel The soul-enlivening breeze! 2 He forms the carnal mind afresh, Subdues the power of sin, Transforms the heart of stone to flesh, And plants his grace within. 3 He sheds abroad the Father's love, Applies redeeming blood, Bids both our guilt and grief remove, And brings us near to God. 4 Lord, fill each dead, benighted soul, With light, and life, and joy ; None can thy mighty power control, Thy glorious work destroy. 153— C. M. Hymn 68. Add. Work of the Spirit. 1 i^l REAT Spirit, through whose mighty power VX All creatures live and move, On us thy benediction shower, Inspire our souls with love. 2 Hail, Source of light, arise and shine, Darkness and doubt dispel ; Give peace and joy, for we are thine, In us forever dwell. 3 From death to life our spirits raise, Complete redemption bring; New tongues impart, to speak the praise Of Christ, our God and King. HYMN CLIV, CLV. 373 4 Thine inward witness bear, unknown To all the world beside ; Exulting, then, we'll show and own Our Jesus glorified. 1 54— L. M. Hymn 20, Pt. 1. B. 1. Influences of the Holy Ghost. 1 "INTERNAL Spirit! we confess JL-J And sing the wonders of thy grace : Thy pow'r conveys our blessings down From God the Father and the Son. 2 Enlighten'd by thine heav'nly ray, Our shades and darkness turn to day; We learn the meaning of thy word, And find salvation in the Lord. 3 Thy pow*r and glory work within, And break the chains of reigning sin ; Our wild imperious lusts subdue, And form our wretched hearts anew. 4 The troubled conscience knows thy voice j Thy cheering words awake our joys : Thy words allay the stormy wind, And calm the surges of the mind. 1 55— L. M. Hymn 20, Pt. 2. B. 1. Influences of the Holy Ghost. 1 T\EAR Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest J-J In such a wretched heart as mine ? Unworthy dwelling! glorious Guest! Favour astonishing, divine ! 2 When sin prevails, and gloomy fear, And hope almost expires in night, Lord, can thy Spirit then be here, Great spring of comfort, life and light 1 374 HYMN CLVI. 3 Sure the blest Comforter is nigh; 'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; Else would my hopes for ever die, And ev'ry cheering ray depart. 4 When some kind promise glads my soul, Do I not find his healing voice The tempest of my fears control, And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice ? 5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, With ardent wish my heart aspires ; Can it be less than pow'r divine, Which animates these strong desires ? 6 What less than thine almighty Word Can raise my heart from earth and dust, And bid me cleave to thee, my Lord, My life, my treasure, and my trust ? 7 And when my cheerful hope can say, " I love my God, and taste his grace ;" Lord, is it not thy blissful ray, Which brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 8 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart For ever dwell, O God of love ; And light and heav'nly peace impart, Sweet earnest of the joys above. 156— S. M. D. Hymn 69. Add Witness of the Spirit. 1 OPIRIT of faith, come down, O Reveal the things of God, And make to us the Saviour known And witness with the blood. 'Tis thine the blood t' apply, And give us each to see, That he who did for sinners die, Hath surely died for me. HYMN CLVII, CLVIII. 375 2 No one can truly say, That Jesus is the Lord, Unless thou take the veil away, And breathe the living word. Then, only then, we feel Our interest in his blood, And cry, with joy unspeakable, " Thou art my Lord, my God." 1 5 7— L. P. M. Hymn 70. Add. Spirit sought. 1 piOME, Holy Ghost, all quick'ning fire, V>^ Come, and in me delight to rest; Grant the supplies that I require ; O come, and consecrate my breast : The temple of my soul prepare, And fix thy sacred presence there. 2 My peace, my life, my comfort thou, My treasure and my all thou art ; True witness of my sonship, now, Engraving Christ upon my heart, Seal of my sins in him forgiven, Earnest of love, and pledge of heaven. 3 My Comforter, mark out thine heir, Of heaven a larger earnest give ; With clearer light thy witness bear, More actively within me live ; Let all my powers thy presence feel, And deeper stamp thyself the seal. 158— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 20. B. 2. The Holy Spirit invoked. 1 TJOLY GHOST, dispel our sadness, JLJL Pierce the clouds of sinful night; Come, thou Source of sweetest gladness, Breathe thy life and spread thy light ; r76 HYMN CLIX. Loving Spirit, God of peace, Great Distributer of grace, 4 Rest upon this congregation ! Hear, Oh, hear our supplication. 2 From that height which knows no measure, As a gracious show'r, descend ; Bringing down the richest treasure Man can wish, or God can send. O, thou Glory shining down From the Father and the Son-, Grant us thy illumination ! Rest on all this congregation. 3 Come, thou best of all donations God can give, or we implore ; Having thy sweet consolations, We need wish for nothing more : Holt Spirit, beav'nly Dove, Now descending from above, Rest on all this congregation ! Make our hearts thy habitation. 159— CM. Hymn 71. Add Grieving the Spirit. 1 fl^HE God of grace will never leave, J- Or cast away his own ; And yet when we his Spirit grieve, His comforts are withdrawn. 2 If noisy war or strife abound, We grieve the peaceful dove ; His gracious influence is found In paths of truth and love. 3 Should we indulge one secret sin, Or disregard his laws, His succours and support, within, The Spirit vex'd withdraws. HYMN CLX, CLX1. 377 4 To sin, 0 leave us not a prey, Nor yet to Satan's hand ; But guide us, in the heav'nly way, To our Emmanuel's land. 160— L. M. Hymn 72. Add. Invocation. 1 /"10ME, Holy Spirit, calm my mind, \J And fit me to approach my God ; Remove each vain and worldly thought, And lead me to thy blest abode. 2 Hast thou imparted to my soul A living spark of holy fire ? 0 kindle now the sacred flame ; Make me to burn with pure desire. 3 A brighter faith and hope impart, And let me now my Saviour see ; 0. soothe and cheer my burden'd heart, And bid my spirit rest in thee. 161— 7s. Hymn 73. Add Influences of the Spirit. 1 r^ RACIOUS Spirit, Love divine, VT Let thy light within me sbine ; Let my guilty fears remove, Fill me with thy heavenly love. 2 Speak thy pard'ning grace to me ; Set the burden'd sinner free ; Lead me to the Lamb of God, Wash me in his precious blood. 3 Life and peace to me impart, Seal salvation on my heart ; Breathe thyself into my breast, Earnest of immortal rest. 378 HYMN CLXII, CLXIIL 4 Let me never from thee stray, Keep me in the narrow way ; Fill my soul with joy divine, Keep me. Lord, for ever thine. 162— 7s. Hymn 74. Add Invocation. 1 TJOLY GHOST, with light divine, JlJL Shine upon this heart of mine ; Chase the shades of night away, Turn my darkness into day. 2 Holy Ghost, with power divine, Cleanse this guilty heart of mine ; Long hath sin, without control, Held dominion o'er my soul. 3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine, Cheer this sadden'd heart of mine ; Bid my many woes depart, Heal my wounded, bleeding heart. 4 Holy Spirit, all-divine, Dwell within this heart of mine ; Cast down every idol-throne, Reign supreme — and reign alone. 163— C. M. Hymn 75. Add. Various influences desired. 1 INTERNAL Spirit— God of truth, J-J Our contrite hearts inspire ; Kindle a flame of heavenly love, And feed the pure desire. 2 'Tis thine to soothe the sorrowing mind, With guilt and fear oppress'd ; 'Tis thine to bid the dying live, And give the weary rest. HYMN CLXIV, CLXV. 379 3 Subdue the power of every sin, Whate'er that sin may be ; That we, in singleness of heart, May worship only thee. 4 Then with our spirits witness bear, That we're the sons of God ; Redeem'd from sin, and death, and hell, Through Christ's atoning blood. 164— C. M. Hymn 76. Add. The Spirit desired. 1 i~1 RE AT Father of each perfect gift, V_X Behold thy servants wait ; With longing eyes, and lifted hands, We flock around thy gate. 2 0 ! shed abroad that choicest gift — Thy Spirit from above, To cheer our eyes with sacred light, And fire our hearts with love. 3 Blest earnest of eternal joy, Declare our sins forgiven : And bear with energy divine, Our raptur'd thoughts to heaven. 4 Diffuse, 0 God, thy copious showers, That earth its fruit may yield, And change the barren wilderness To Carmel's flowery field. 165— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 132. B. 2. Love divine. 1 T* OVE divine, all love excelling ! -Li Joy of heavn, to earth come down ! Fix in us thy humble dwelling ; All thy faithful mercies crown. 380 HYMN CLXVI. Jesus, thou art all compassion ! Pure, unbounded love, thou art ! Visit us with thy salvation, Enter ev"ry trembling heart. 2 Breathe, 0 breathe, thy loving Spirit Into ev'ry troubled breast ! Let us all in thee inherit, Let us find thy promis'd rest. Take away the love of sinning, Alpha and Omega be ; End of faith, as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Come, Almighty to deliver, Let us all thy life receive ! Suddenly return — and never — - Never more thy temples leave ! Thee we would be always blessing, Serve thee as thy hosts above ; Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, Glory in thy precious love. 4 Finish, then, thy new creation ; Pure, unspotted, may we be ; Let us see our whole salvation, Perfectly secur'd by thee : Chang'd from glory unto glory, Till in heav'n we take our place ; Till we cast our crowns before thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! 166— C. M. Hymn 20, Pt. 3. B. 1 Breathing after the Holy Spirit. COME, Holy Spirit, heav'nly dove, With all thy quick'ning pow'rs, Kindle a flame of sacred love In these cold hearts of ours. HYMN CLXVII. 381 2 Look, how we grovel here below, Fond of these trilling toys : Our souls can neither fly nor go, To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs, In vain we strive to rise, Hosannas languish on our tongues, And our devotion dies. 4 Dear Lord ! and shall we ever live At this poor, dying rate ? Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great 1 5 Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly dove, With all thy quickening pow'rs, Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love, And that shall kindle ours 167— C. P. M. Hymn 91. B. \ The out-pouring of the Spirit. 1 "TT7HEN the blest day of Pentecost VV Was fully come ; the Holy Ghost Descended from above, Sent by the Father and the Son : The Sender and the Sent are one, The Lord of life and love. 2 But were the first disciples blest With neavnly gifts? And shall the rest Be pass;d unheeded by ? What ! Has the Holy Ghost forgot To quicken souls, that Christ has bought; And let them lifeless lie 1 3 No, thou almighty Paraclete ! Thou shedd'st thy heav'nly influ'nce yet j Thou visit'st sinners still ; Thou breath of life, thy quick'ning flame, Thy pow'r, thy Godhead, still the same, We own: because we feel. 382 HYMN CLXVIII. DECREES. 168— C. M. Hymn 2. B. 2, Sovereignty and Decrees of God. XK EEP silence — all created things, And wait your Maker's nod : My soul stands trembling while she sings The honours of her God. 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, Hang on his firm decree ; He sits on no precarious throne, Nor borrows leave — to be. 3 Chain'd to his throne a volume lies, With all the fates of men ; With ev'ry angel's form and size, Drawn by th' eternal pen. 4 His providence unfolds the book, And makes his counsels shine ; Each op'ning leaf, and ev'ry stroke, Fulfils' some deep design. 5 Here, he exalts neglected worms, To sceptres and a crown ; And there, the following page he turns, And treads the monarch down. 6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives ; Nor dares the fav"rite angel pry Between the folded leaves. 7 My God, I would not long to see My fate, with curious eyes ; HYMN CLXIX. Wha.t gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, O may I find my name, Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord — the Lamb. 169— P. M. 11, 8. Hymn 67. B. 2. Election. 1 TN songs of sublime adoration and praise, -L Ye pilgrims, for Zion who press, Break forth and extol the great Ancient of days, His rich and distinguishing grace. t His love from eternity fix'd upon you, — Broke forth and discover'd its flame, When each with the cords of his kindness he drew, And brought you to love his great name. 9 0, had not he pitied the state you were in, Your bosoms his love had ne'er felt: You all would have liv'd, would have died too in sin, And sunk with the load of your guilt. 4 What was there in you that could merit esteem, Or give the Creator delight? 'Twas " Even so, Father," you ever must sing, " Because it seem'd good in thy sight." 5 Then give all the glory to his holy name, To him all the glory belongs ; Be yours the high joy still to sound forth his fame, And crown him in each of your songs. 384 HYMN CLXX. 1 70— L. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 2. B. 1. Election sovereign and free. 1 T)EH0LD ! the potter moulds the clay, JD His vessel forms, himself to please : Such is our God, and such are we, The subjects of his just decrees. 2 Doth not the workman's pow'r extend O'er all the mass ; which part to choose, And mould it for a nobler end ; And which to leave for viler use ? 3 May not the so v' reign Lord on high Dispense his favours as he will ; Choose some to life, while others die ; And yet be just and glorious still 1 4 What, if to make his terror known, He lets his patience long endure, Suff'ring vile rebels to go on, And seal their own destruction sure ? 5 What, if he mean to show his grace, And his electing love employ To mark out some of mortal race, And form them fit for heav'nly joy. 6 Shall man reply against the Lord, And call his Maker's ways unjust ; The thunder of whose dreadful word Can crush a thousand worlds to dust? 7 But, 0 ! my soul, if truth so bright Should dazzle and confound thy sight j Yet still his written will obey, And wait the great decisive day. 8 Then shall he make his justice known : And the whole world, before his throne With joy, or terror, shall confess The glory of his righteousness. HYMN CLXXI, CLXXII. 385 171— L. M. Hymn 137. B. 1 The triumph of Faith. 1 "YT7"H0 shall the Lord's elect condemn! VV Tis God that justifies their souls ; And mercy, like a mighty stream, O'er all their sins divinely rolls. 2 Who shall adjudge the saints to hell ? 'Tis Christ that suffer'd in their stead : And the salvation to fulfil, Behold him rising from the dead. 3 He lives ! he lives ! and sits above, For ever interceding there : Who shall divide us from his love, Or what should tempt us to despair ? 4 Shall persecution or distress, Famine, or sword, or nakedness 1 He, that hath lov'd us, bears us through, And make us more than conq'rors too. 5 Faith hath an overcoming pow'r, It triumphs in the dying hour : Christ is our life, our joy, our hope ; Nor can we sink with such a prop.^ 6 Not all that men on earth can do, Nor pow'rs on high, nor pow'rs below, Shall cause his mercy to remove, Nor wean our hearts from Christ our love. 172— C. M. Hymn 32, Pt. 3. R 1 Elected to Holiness. 1 T~f OW vast the benefits divine, XI Which we in Christ possess ! We're sav'd from guilt and ev'ry sin. And call'd to holiness. 17 386 HYMN CLXXIII. 2 'Tis not for works which we have done, Or shall hereafter do ; But he, of his electing love, Salvation doth bestow. 3 The glory, Lord, from first to last, Is due to thee alone ; Aught to ourselves we dare not take, Or rob thee of thy crown. 4 Our glorious Surety undertook Redemption's wondrous plan ; And grace was given us in him, Before the world began. 5 Safe in the arms of sov'reign love We ever shall remain ; Nor shall the rage of earth or hell Make thy dear counsels vain. 6 Not one of all the chosen race But shall to heav'n attain, Partake on earth the purpos'd grace, And then with Jesus reign. CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. 1 73— C. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 2. B. 1 Creation. 1 T ORD, when our raptur'd thought surveys 1 J Creation's beauties o'er, All nature joins to teach thy praise, And bids our souls adore. HYMN CLXXIV. 387 2 Where'er we turn our gazing eyes, Thy radiant footsteps shine ; Ten thousand pleasing wonders rise, And speak their source divine. 3 The living tribes of countless forms, In earth, and sea, and air, The meanest flies, the smallest worms, Almighty pow'r declare. 4 Thy wisdom, pow'r, and goodness, Lord, In all thy works appear : And, O ! let man thy praise record, Man, thy distinguish'd care. 5 From thee the breath of life he drew ; That breath thy pow'r maintains : Thy tender mercy, ever new, His brittle frame sustains. 6 Yet nobler favours claim his praise, Of reason's light possess'd ; By revelation's brightest rays, Still more divinely blest. 174— L. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 1. B. 1 Primitive state of man. DAM in Paradise was plac'd, Our nat'ral and our fed'ral head ; With holiness and wisdom grac'd, In his Creator's image made. Bless'd with the joys of innocence, Upright and happy, firm he stood ; Till he debas'd himself to sense, And ate of the forbidden food. His soul at first, a holy flame, Was kindled by his Maker's breath ; But stung by sin, it soon became The seat of darkness, strife, and death. A1 388 HYMN CLXXV. 1 75— C. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 4. B. 1. The blessings of Providence. „ A LMIGHTY Father, gracious Lord, -Tjl Kind Guardian of my days, Thy mercies let my heart record, In songs of grateful praise. 2 In life's first dawn, my tender frame Was thy indulgent care ; Long ere I could pronounce thy name, Or breathe the infant prayer. 3 Around my path what dangers rose ! What snares spread all my road ! No pow'r could guard me from my foes, But my Preserver, God. 4 How many blessings round me shone, Where'er I turn'd mine eye ! How many past, almost unknown, Or unregarded, by ! 5 Each rolling year new favours brought From thy exhaustless store ; But ah ! in vain my lab'ring thought Would count thy mercies o'er. 6 While sweet reflection, thro' my days Thy bounteous hand would trace ; Still dearer blessings claim my praise, The blessings of thy grace. 7 Yes, I adore thee, gracious Lord, For favours more divine ; That I have known thy sacred word, Where all thy glories shine. 8 Lord, when this mortal frame decays, And ev'ry weakness dies, Complete the wonders of thy grace, And raise me to the skies. HYMN CLXXVI. 389 9 Then shall my joyful pow"rs unite In more exalted lays ; And join the happy sons of light, In everlasting praise. 1 76— L. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 4. B. 1. My times are in thine hand. 1 T> ESISTLESS Sov'reign of the skies, XV Immensely great ! immensely wise! My times are all within thy hand ; And all events at thy command. 2 My times of sickness and of health, My times of penury and wealth, My times of trial and of grief, My times of triumph and relief. 3 Sad times, the tempter's pow'r to prove, Blest times, to taste a Saviour's love, Must all begin, and last, and end, As best shall please my God and Friend. 4 Tho' plagues and deaths around me fly, Till he commands, I cannot die : No ; not a single shaft can hit, Till God, who guards my life, sees fit. 5 0 thou, tremendous, wise and just ! In thy kind hands my life I trust; Yea, had I somewhat dearer still, It should be thine, and at thy will. 6 May I, at all times, own thy hand, And still to thee surrender*d stand ; Convinc'd that thou art God alone, May I and mine be all thy own. 7 Thee, Lord, at all times will I bless, For, having thee, I all possess ; Nor can I e'er bereaved be, Since thou wilt never part with me. 390 HYMN CLXXVII, CLXXVIII. 1 77— C. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 2. B. 3. The mysteries of Providence. 1 /~1 OD moves in a mysterious way, VJ His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. 2 Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill, He treasures up his bright designs, And works his sov'reign will. 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds, ye so much dread, Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. 4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense ; But trust him for his grace : Behind a frowning Providence, He hides a smiling face. 5 His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding ev'ry hour ; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flow'r. 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain j God is his own interpreter, And he will make it plain. 178— L. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 1. B. 1 Wisdom of Providence. 1 TX7 AIT, O my soul, thy Maker's will ! VV Tumultuous passions, all be still ! Nor let a murm'ring thought arise ; His providence and ways are wise. HYMN CLXXIX. 391 2 He in the thickest darkness dwells, Performs his work, the cause conceals; But tho' his methods are unknown, Judgment and truth support his throne. 3 In heav'n, and earth, and air, and seas, He executes his firm decrees ; And by his saints it stands confest, That what he does is ever best. 4 Wait then, my soul, submissive wait, Prostrate before his awful seat ; And 'midst the terrors of his rod, Trust in a wise and gracious God. 1 79— P. M. Hymn 10, Pt. 3. B. 1. The Lord will provide. 1 mHO' troubles assail, JL And dangers affright ; Tho' friends should all fail, And foes all unite : Yet one thing secures us, Whatever betide ; The scripture assures us, The Lord will provide. 2 The birds, without barn Or store-house, are fed; From them let us learn To trust for our bread: His saints what is fitting Shall ne'er be denied ; So long as 'tis written, The Lord will provide. 3 We may, like the ships, By tempests be tost On perilous deeps, But cannot be lost: 392 HYMN CLXXIX. Tho' Satan enrages The wind and the tide, The promise engages, The Lord will provide. 4 His call we obey, Like Abra'm of old, Not knowing our way, But faith makes us bold ; For, tho' we be strangers, We have a good guide, And trust in all dangers, The Lord will provide. 5 When Satan appears To stop up our path, And fill us with fears, We triumph by faith : He cannot take from us, Tho' oft he has tried, This heart-cheering promise, The Lord will provide. 6 He tells us we're weak, Our hope is in vain ; The good, that we seek, We ne'er shall obtain ; But when such suggestions Our spirits have plied, This answers all questions, The Lord will provide. 7 No strength of our own, Or goodness, we claim ; Yet, since we have known The Saviour's great name, In this our' strong tow'r For safety we hide : The Lord is our pow'r, The Lord will provide. ir HYMN CLXXX, CLXXXI. 393 8 When life sinks apace, And death is in view, This word of his grace Shall comfort us through : No fearing or doubting, With Christ on our side! We hope to die shouting, The Lord will provide. 1 80— C. M. Hymn 10, Pt 5. B. 1 It is well. "T shall be well, let sinners know, With those who love the Lord ; His saints have always found it so, , When resting on his word. 2 Peace, then, ye chasten'd sons of God, Why lee your sorrows swell ? Wisdom directs our Father's rod — His word says, It is well. 3 Tho' you may trials sharp endure, From sin, or death, or hell ; Your heav'nly Father's love is sure, And, therefore, it is well. 4 Soon will your sorrows all be o'er, And you shall sweetly tell, On Canaan's calm and pleasant shore, That all at last is well. 181— C. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 3. B. 1 God our preserver. 1 T ET others boast how strong they be, JLi Nor death nor danger fear ; While we confess, 0 Lord ! to thee, What feeble things we are. 17* 394 HYMN CLXXXII. 2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand, And nourish bright and gay; A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land, And fades the grass away. 3 Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone ; Strange ! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long. 4 But 'tis our God supports our frame, The God that form'd us first : Salvation to tlv almighty Name That rear'd us from the dust. 5 While we have breath, or life, or tongues, Our Maker we'll adore : His Spirit moves our heaving lungs, Or they would breathe no more. 1 82— L. M. Hymn 50, Pt 2. B. h Father, feed and bring us safely home ! 1 JHpHRO' all the various shifting scene JL Of life's mistaken ill or good ; Thy hand, O God, conducts unseen The beautiful vicissitude. 2 Thou givest with paternal care, Howe'er unjustly we complain, To each their necessary share, Of joy and sorrow, health and pain. 3 Trust we to youth, or friends, or pow'r, Fix we on this terrestrial ball ? When most secure, the coming hour, If thou see fit, may blast them all. 4 When lowest sunk with grief and shame, Fill'd with affliction's bitter cup ; Lost to relations, friends and fame, Thy powerful hand can raise us up. HYMN CLXXXIII, CLXXXIV. 395 5 Thy pow'rful consolations cheer ; Thy smiles suppress the deep-fetch'd sigh; Thy hand can dry the trickling tear, That secret wets the orphan's eye. 6 Thus far sustain'd, and cloth'd and fed, Thro' life's tumultuous scenes we've come ; Give us this day our daily bread, And lead, and bring us safely home. 183— L. M. Hymn 9, Pt. 5. B. 1. We rely on God our Father. 1 "DENEATH a num'rous train of ills, JD Our feeble flesh and heart may fail j Yet shall our hope in thee, our God, O'er ev'ry gloomy fear prevail. 2 Parent and Husband, Guard and Guide, Thou art each tender name in one ; On thee we cast our heavy cares, And comfort seek from thee alone. 3 Our Father, God, to thee we look ; Our Bock, our Portion, and our Friend ; And on thy cov'nant love and truth, Our sinking souls shall still depend. MAN'S RUINED STATE. WARNINGS. 184— C. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 3. B. Depravity and inability of sinners. 1 OIN, like a venomous disease, O Infects our vital blood ; The only help is sov'reign grace, The sole physician, God. 396 HYMN CLXXXV. 2 Our beauty and our strength are fled, And we draw near to death ; But Christ, the Lord, recalls the dead, With his almighty breath. 3 Madness, by nature, reigns within ; The passions burn and rage ; Till God's own Son, with skill divine, The inward fire assuage. 4 We lick the dust, we grasp the wind, And solid good despise : Such is the folly of the mind, Till Jesus make us wise. 5 We give our souls the wounds, they feel j We drink the pois'nous gall, And rush with fury down to hell ; But grace prevents the fall. 6 The man, possess'd among the tombs, Cuts his own flesh, and cries ; He foams and raves, till Jesus comes : Then the foul spirit flies. 185— C. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 2. B. 1 Original sin. *N OW back with humble shame we look On our original ; How is our nature dash'd and broke In our first father's fall 1 2 To all that's good, averse and blind, But prone to all that's ill ; What dreadful darkness veils our mind ! How obstinate our will ! 3 Conceiv'd in sin, 0 wretched state ! Before we draw our breath, HYMN CLXXXVI. 397 The first young pulse begins to beat Depravity and death. 4 Wild and unwholesome as the root, Will all the branches be : How can we hope for living fruit From such a deadly tree? 5 What mortal pow'r from things unclean Can pure productions bring? Who can command a vital stream From an infected spring? 6 Yet, mighty God, thy wondrous love Can make our nature clean ; While Christ and grace prevail above The tempter, death, and sin. 7 The second Adam can restore The ruins of the first; Hosanna to that sov'reign pow'r, That new-creates our dust ! 186— P.M. 7, 6. Hymn 23. B. 2. The Alarm. JS TOP, poor sinners, stop and think, Before you further go ; Will you sport upon the brink Of everlasting woe ? On the verge of ruin stop — Now the friendly warning take — Stay your footsteps — ere ye drop Into the burning lake. 2 Say, have you an arm like God, That you his will oppose ? Fear ye not that iron rod With which he breaks his foes ? 398 HYMN CLXXXVII. Can you stand in that dread day, Which his justice shall proclaim, When the earth shall melt away Like wax before the flame ? 3 Ghastly death will quickly come, And drag you to his bar: Then to hear your awful doom, Will fill you with despair ! All your sins will round you crowd ; You shall mark their crimson dye ; Each for vengeance crying loud, And what can you reply % 4 'Tho' your heart were made of steel, ' Your forehead lin'd with brass ; God at length will make you feel, He will not let you pass ; Sinners then in vain will call, Those who now despise his grace, " Rocks and mountains on us fall, And hide us from his face." 187— C. M. Hymn 24. B. 2 The broad and narrow ways. 1 OINNERS, behold that downward road O Which leads to endless woe ; What multitudes of thoughtless souls, The road to ruin go! 2 But yonder see that narrow way Which leads to endless bliss ; There see a happy, chosen few, Redeem'd by sov'reign grace. 3 They from destruction's city came, To Zion upward tend ; The Bible is their precious guide, And God himself their friend. HYMN CLXXXVTII. 399 4 Lord, I would now a pilgrim be— Guide thou my feet aright ; I would not for ten thousand worlds Be banish'd from thy sight. S' 188— P. M. 7s. Hymn 22. B. 2. Sinners exhorted in view of judgment. i INNER, art thou still secure? Wilt thou still refuse to pray? Can thy heart or hands endure In the Lord's avenging day ? 2 See, his mighty arm is bar'd ! Awful terrors clothe his brow ! For his judgment stand prepar'd ; Thou must either break or bow. 3 At his presence nature shakes, Earth affrighted hastes to flee ; Solid mountains melt like wax, What will then become of thee ! 4 Who his advent may abide ? You that glory in your shame, Will you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapt in flame ? 5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace ! Soon we must resign our breath, And our souls be call'd to pass Through the iron gate of death. 6 Let us now our day improve, Listen to the gospel voice ; Seek the things that are above ; Scorn the world's pretended joys. 400 HYMN CLXXXIX, CXC. 189— P. M. Hymn 25. B. 2 Death the close of the day of grace. 1 TT7"HEN frowning death appears, VV And points his fatal dart, What dark foreboding fears Distract the sinners heart ! The dreadful blow- No arm can stay, But, torn away, He sinks to woe. 2 Now ev'ry hope denied, Bereft of every good, He must the wrath abide Of an avenging God ; No mercy there Will greet his ear, Nor wipe the tear Of black despair. 3 Sinners, awake, attend, And flee the wrath to come ; Make Christ, the Judge, your friend, And heav*n shall be your home. His mercy nigh, Now points the path That leads from death To joys on high. 190— C. M. Hymn 27. B. ?. Exhortation to repentance. 1 "O EPENT, the voice celestial cries, XV Nor longer dare delay ; The wretch that scorns the mandate dies, And meets a fiery day. HYMN CXCI. 401 2 No more the sov'reign eye of God O'erlooks the crimes of men ; His heralds are despatch'd abroad, To warn the world of sin. 3 Together in his presence bow, And all your guilt confess ; Accept the offer'd Saviour now, Nor trifle with his grace. 4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar : For mercy knows th' appointed bound, And turns to vengeance there. 5 Amazing love, that yet will call And yet prolong our days ! Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall, And weep, and love, and praise. 191— C. M. Hymn 26. B. 2. The Sinner warned against abuse of the Divine Goodness. 1 TTNGRATEFUL sinners, whence thw scorn vJ Of God"s long-suff'ring grace 1 And whence this madness that insulta Th' Almighty to his face ? 2 Is it because his patience waits, And pitying bowels move, You multiply transgressions more, And scorn his offer'd love ? 3 Dost thou not know, self-blinded man, His goodness is desigrfd To wake repentance in thy soul, And melt thy harden'd mind ? 402 HYMN CXCII. 4 And wilt thou rather choose to meet Th' Almighty as thy foe ; And treasure up his wrath in store Against the day of woe 1 5 Soon shall that fatal day approach, That must thy sentence seal, And righteous judgments, now unknown, In awful pomp reveal. 6 While they, who, full of holy deeds, To glory seek to rise, Continuing patient to the end, Shall gain th' immortal prize. 192— P.M. 7. Hymn 28. B. 2 To-day, the season of mercy. ASTEN, sinner, to be wise ; Stay not for the morrow's sun : Wisdom, if you still despise, Harder is it to be won. lH 2 Hasten, mercy to implore ; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Lest thy season should be o'er, Ere this ev'ning's stage be run. 3 Hasten, sinner, to return ; Stay not for the morrow's sun ; Lest thy lamp should cease to burn, Ere salvation's work is done. 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest ; Stay not for the morrow's sun : Lest perdition thee arrest, Ere the morrow is begun. HYMN CXCIII. 403 193— S. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 1. B. 1. The impenitent warned, false refuges exposed. 1 T^ESTRUCTION'S dang'rous road, JLJ What multitudes pursue ! While that, which leads the soul to God, Is known or sought by few. 2 Believers enter in By Christ, the living door; But they, who will not leave their sin, Must perish evermore. 3 If self must be denied, And sin forsaken quite ; They rather choose the way that's wide, And strive to think it right. 4 Encompass'd by a throng, On numbers they depend; They think so many can't be wrong, And miss a happy end. 5 But numbers are no mark That men will right be found ; A few were sav'd in Noah's ark, For many millions drown'd. 6 Obey the gospel call, And enter while you may ; The flock of Christ remains still small, And none are safe, but they. 7 Lord, open sinners' eyes, Their awful state to see ; And make them, ere the storm arise, To thee for safety flee. 404 HYMN CXCIV, CXCV. 194—C. M. Hymn 77. Add Boast not thyself of to-morrow. 1 ~V\T HY should we boast of time to come, VV Though but a single day? This hour may fix our final doom, Though strong, and young, and gay. 2 The present we should now redeem j This only is our own ; The past, alas ! is all a dream, The future is unknown. 3 0 ! think, what vast concerns depend Upon a moment's space ; When life and all its cares shall end In vengeance or in grace. 4 0, for that power which melts the heart, And mounts the soul on high, Where sin, and grief, and death depart, And pleasures never die. 5 There we with ecstacy shall fall Before Emanuel's feet ; And hail him as our All in all, In happiness complete. 195— P. M. Hymn 78. Add Call to the Young. 1 TJP, for thy life, young soul! vJ Foes gather round thee fastj Up, for the swift hours roll Thy favour 'd season past. Now thou art strong, Gird for the fight, Decay, ere ong, Shall waste thy might. HYMN CXCVI. 405 2 Christ and his ransom'd band, Toward heaven thy soul allure ; Glorious at his right hand, While joys on high endure. There rest complete : Thrice-welcome they, Whose early feet His call obey. 3 Mark, now, from realms above, The Spirit o'er thee bends : Gift of the Saviour's love, Him, God the Father sends : He leads secure — His sword and shield Make victory sure, Make Satan yield. 4 God and his saints invite ; Hell warns with dreadful voice 5 Life, death, all things unite To press thy timely choice. List to that call ! On Jesus' side, Trust now thine all — In him abide. 196— S. M. Hymn 79. Add. Life, a Vapour. 1 rpO-MORROW, Lord, is thine, JL Lodged in thy sov'reign hand ; And if its sun arise and shine, It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies, And bears our life away ; O, make thy servants truly wise, That they may live to-day ! 406 HYMN CXCVII, CXGVI1I. 3 Since on this winged hour Eternity is hung, Awake by thine almighty power, The aged and the young. 4 " One thing" demands our care, 0, be it still pursued, Lest, slighted once, the season fair Should never be renew 'd. 197— L. M. Hymn 80. Add. Why will ye die? 1 "TT7HY, thoughtless sinner wilt thou die? VV Why yield to Satan's fatal charm? Why wilt thou yet believe the lie, That sin can do thy soul no harm? 2 God has pronounced the sinner's doom ; In ruin soon his course must end : Wilt thou in sin on peace presume, Or on vain confidence depend ? 3 Hast thou an arm like God most high, In equal war with him to meet? Canst thou his thunderbolts defy, Or quench his flames beneath thy feet? 4 Peace is proclaim'd ! O bless the sound Of pardon, bought with love divine ; God has himself the ransom found, Which could atone for sins like thine. 198— L. M. Hymn 81. Add. One thing needful. 1 "TT7HY will ye waste on trifling cares, VV That life which God"s compassion sparer While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot ? HYMN CXCIX. 407 2 Shall God invite you from above ? Shall Jesus urge his dying love ? Shall troubled conscience give you pain 1 And all these pleas unite in vain % 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue ; Not so will heaven and hell appear, When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God, thy grace impart, Fix deep conviction on each heart , Nor let us waste, on trifling cares, That life which thy compassion spares. 199— C. L. M. Hymn 82. Add, Go, watch and pray. 1 /^1 0, watch and pray : thou canst not tell vX How near thine hour may be ; Thou canst not know how soon the bell May toll its notes for thee. Death's countless snares beset thy way ; Frail child of dust, go, watch and pray. 2 Fond youth, while free from blighting care, Does thy firm pulse beat high ? Do hopes glad visions, bright and fair, Sparkle before thine eye ? Soon these must change, must pass away ; Frail child of dust, go, watch and pray. 3 Ambition, stop thy panting breath ; Pride, sink thy lifted eye ! Behold the caverns dark with death Before you open lie. The heavenly warning now obey ; Ye sons of pride, go, watch and pray. O' 408 HYMN CC, C( 1 4 Thou aged man, life's wintry storm Hath sear d thy vernal bloom ; With trembling limbs and wasting form, Thou'rt bending to the tomb. And can vain hope lead thee astray? Go ! weary pilgrim, watch and pray. 200— C. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 4. B. 1 New birth. |UR nature's totally deprav'd ; The heart a sink of sin ; Without a change we can't be sav'd ; We must be born again. 2 That, which is born of flesh, is flesh, And flesh it will remain ; Then marvel not that Jesus saith, " Ye must be born again." 3 Spirit of life, thy grace impart, And breathe on sinners slain : Bear witness, Lord, in ev'ry heart, That we are born again. 4 Dear Saviour, let us now begin, To trust and love thy word ; And, by forsaking ev'ry sin, Prove we are born of God. THE LAW. 201— L. M. Hymn 2, Pt. 1. B. L Summary of the Law. 1 f I THUS saith the first, the great command, JL " Let all thy inward pow'rs unite " To love thy Maker, and thy God, "With utmost vigour and delight. HYMN CCII. 409 2 " Then shall thy neighbour, next in place, " Share thine affections and esteem ; "And let thy kindness to thyself " Measure, and rule thy love to him.1' 3 The substance this, that Moses spoke, This did the prophets preach and prove : For want of this the law is broke ; The law demands a perfect love. 4 But 0 how base our passions are ! This holy law we can't fulfil : Regenerate our souls, O Lord ! Or«we shall ne'er perform thy will. 202— C. M. Hymn 34, Pt. 1. B. 1. The moral Law. 1 f I THAT God, who made the world on high, JL And air, and earth, and sea, Own as thy God, and to his name In homage bow thy knee. 2 Let not a shape which hands have wrought Of wood, or clay, or stone, Be deem'd thy God ; nor think him like Aught, thou hast seen or known. 3 Take not in vain the name of God : Nor must thou ever dare To make thy falsehood pass for truth, By his dread name to swear. 4 That day on which he bids thee rest From toil, to pray, and praise ; That day keep holy to the Lord. And consecrate its rays. 5 Thy father and thy mother love, Both honour and obey; 18 410 HYMN CCIII. So shall thy life be blest with peace, And lengthen'd be thy day. 6 The blood of man thou shalt not shed, Nor wrath, nor malice, feel ; To maim, or hurt, or wish him dead, Is in thy heart to kill. 7 Promiscuous lusts the Lord forbids, But honours wedlock pure ; Vast is the guilt of wicked lusts, Their punishment is sure. 8 Thou shalt not, or from friend or foe, Take aught by force or stealth ; Thy goods, thy stores must grow from right, Or God will curse thy wealth. 9 No man shalt thou, by a false charge, Or crush or brand with shame : Dear as thine own, so wills thy God, Must be his life and name. 10 Thy soul one wish shall not let loose For that which is not thine ; Live in thy lot, or small or great : For God hath drawn the line. 11 O may the Lord, who gave these laws, Write them on ev'ry heart, That all may feel their living pow'r, Nor from his paths depart ! 203— S. M. Hymn 2, Pt. 2. B. i Spirituality and perfection of the Law. 1 rpHE law of God is just, JL A alrjc-t and holy way; And he, that would escape the curse, Must all the law obey. HYMN CCIV. 411 2 Not one vain thought must rise, Not one unclean desire ; He must be holy, just, and wise, Who keeps the law entire. 3 If in one point he fail, In thought or word or deed, The curses of the law prevail, And rest upon his head. 4 I tremble and confess ; O God ! I am accurs'd : Guilty, I fall before thy face, And own thy sentence just, 5 But does the curse still rest Upon my guilty head ? — No — Jesus — let his name be blest ! Hath borne it in my stead. 6 He hath fulfill'd the law ; Obtain'd my peace with God : Hence doth my soul her comforts draw, And leave her heavy load. 204— L. M. Hymn 44, Pt. 3. B. 1. Practical use of the moral law. 1 f~\ LORD, my soul convicted stands y~J Of breaking all thy ten commands, And on me justly might'st thou pour Thy wrath in one eternal show'r. 2 But thanks to God, its loud alarms Have warn'd me of approaching harms j And now, O Lord, my wants I see j Lost and undone. I come to thee. 3 I know my fig-leaf righteousness Can ne'er thy broken law redress ; 412 HYMN CCV. Yet in the gospel plan I see, There's hope of pardon e'en for me. 4 There, I behold with wonder, Lord ! That Christ hath to thy law restor'd Those honours on th' atoning day, Which guilty sinners took away. 5 Amazing wisdom, pow'r and love, Display'd to rebels from above ! Do thou, 0 Lord, my faith increase To love and trust thy plan of grace. 205—C. M. Hymn 2, Pt. 3. B. 1. Conviction of sin by the law. 1 T* ORD, how secure my conscience was, -Li And felt no inward dread ! I was alive without the law, And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright ; But since the precept came With a convincing pow'r and light, I find how vile I am. 3 My guilt appear'd but small before, Till, terribly I saw, How perfect, holy, just, and pure, Was thine eternal law. 4 Then felt my soul the heavy load, My sins reviv'd again ; I had provok'd a dreadful God, And all my hopes were slain. 5 My God, I cry with ev'ry breath For grace and pow'r to save ; To break the yoke of sin and death, And thus redeem the slave. HYMN CCVI, CCVII. 413 206— L. M. Hymn 24, Pt. 1. B. L Salvation not of works. 1 1VT0 more, my God, I boast no more -L^i 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 : 0 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 is done. 207— C. M. Hymn 2, Pt. 4. B. L Conviction of misery by the law. 1 T7"AIN are the hopes the sons of men V On their own works have built: Their hearts by nature are unclean, And all their actions guilt. 2 Let Jew and Gentile stop their mouths, Without a murm'ring word, And the whole race of Adam stand Guilty before the Lord. 3 In vain we ask God's righteous law To justify us now ; Since to convince, and to condemn, Is all the law can do. 414 HYMN CCVIII, CCIX. 4 Jesus, how glorious is thy grace, "When in thy name we trust ! Our faith receives a righteousness That makes the sinner just 208— L. Bl Hymn 34, Pt 2. B. 1 The first command. 1 TH TERNAL God ! Almighty cause X-i Of earth and seas, and worlds unknown \ All things are subject to thy laws ; All things depend on thee alone. 2 Thy glorious Being singly stands, Of all within itself possest ; Controll'd by none are thy commands ; Thou from thyself alone art blest. 3 To thee alone ourselves we owe ; Let heav'n and earth due homage pay : All other gods we disavow, Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 4 Spread thy great name thro' heathen lands ; Their idol-deities dethrone : Reduce the world to thy command, And reign, as thou art, God alone. T 209— L. M. Hymn 35, Pt. 1. B. 1. The second command. IHOU art. 0 God ! a spirit pure, Invisible to mortal eyes : Th' immortal, and th* eternal King, The great, the good, the only wise. "Whilst nature changes, and her works Corrupt, decay, dissolve and die, Thy essence pure no change shall see, Secure of immortality. HYMN CCX. 415 3 Thou great Invisible ! what hand Can draw thy image, spotless, fair? To what in heav'n, to what on earth, Can men th' immortal King compare? 4 Let stupid heathens frame their gods Of gold and silver, wood and stone; Ours is the God that made the heav'ns, Jehovah he, and God alone. 5 My soul, thy purest homage pay, In truth and spirit him adore ; More shall this please, than sacrifice, Than outward forms delight him more. 210— C. M. Hymn 36. B. 1. The third command. 1 T"f OLY and rev'rend is the name J— L Of our eternal King ; Thrice holy Lord ! the angels cry, Thrice holy, let us sing. 2 Holy is he in all his works, And truth is his delight; But sinners and their wicked ways Shall perish from his sight. 3 The deepest revrence of the mind, Pay, O my soul, to God ; Lift, with thy hands, a holy heart To his sublime abode. 4 With sacred awe pronounce his name, Abhor the lips profane ; Let not thy tongue the Lord blaspheme, Nor take his name in vain. 5 Thou holy God ! preserve my soul From all pollution free ; The pure in heart, and hands, and lips, Alone thy face shall see. 416 HYMN CCXI, CCXII. 211— L. M. Hymn 37, Pt. 1. B. 1. Christians may take a religious oath. 1 "TT7HEN God his gracious promise made VV To faithful Abra'm and his seed, To show his grace and truth to both, Confirm'd the promise with an oath. 2 So, by an oath, in ev'ry age, The saints their promise oft engage ; When questions rise of death or life, An oath confirms and ends all strife. 3 Christians the truth will ever say, Their yea be yea, their nay be nay ; And with conscientious dread refrain From swearing any oath profane. 4 But when great facts demand high proof, They honour God by solemn oath ; And thereby teach the world to own The Judge eternal on his throne. 5 The fear of God is thus maintain'd, And men from perjury restrain'd, Religious oaths may be abus'd, But may not therefore be refus'd. 6 Christians, the worthiest men on earth, Who cherish peace, and love the truth, Will put religion's sacred seal To what is held the last appeal. 212— C. M. Hymn 37, Pt. 2. B. 1. Perjury. 1 T ET those who bear the christian name JLi Their holy vows fulfil : The saints, the follow'rs of the Lamb, Delight to do his will. HYMN CCXIII. 417 2 True to the solemn oaths they take, Tho' to their hurt they swear ; Constant and just to all they speak ; For God they know can hear. 3 Still with their lips their hearts agree, Nor flatt'ring words devise ; They're sure the God of truth can see Thro' ev'ry false disguise. A Deceits they hate, they dread all lies, Whatever forms they wear ; Preferring death to perjuries, They dare not falsely swear. 5 Lo ! from above the Lord descends, And brings the judgment down ; He bids his saints, his faithful friends, Rise and possess their crown. 6 While Satan trembles at the sight, And devils wish to die ; Where will the faithless hypocrite And perjur'd liar fly ? 213— L. M. Hymn 38, Pt. 1. B. 1. The fourth command. 1 "O ETURN, my soul, enjoy thy rest, XV Improve the day thy God has bless'd ; Another six days' work is done, Another sabbath is begun. 2 Come, bless the Lord, whose love assigns So sweet a rest to wearied minds ; Provides a blest foretaste of heav'n, On this day more than all the sev'n. 3 0 ! that our thoughts and thanks may rise, As grateful incense to the skies j 18* 418 HYMN CCXIV. And draw from Christ that sweet repose Which none, but he, that feels it, knows. 4 This heav'nly calm, within the breast, Is the dear pledge of glorious rest; Which for the church of God remains, The end of cares, the end of pains. 5 With joy, great God, thy works we scan, Creation's scene, redemption's plan ; With praise, we think on mercies past, With hope, we future pleasures taste. 6 In holy duties let the day, In holy comforts, pass away ; How sweet, a sabbath thus to spend, In hope of one, that ne'er shall end J 214— L. M. Hymn 38, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Lord's day. 1 /~*10ME, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep, VJ On this sweet day of rest ; 0 ! bless this flock, and make this fold Enjoy a heav'nly rest. 2 Welcome, and precious to my soul, Are these sweet days of love ; But what a sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above ! 3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray, Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace; Here, in thine own appointed way, I wait to see thy face. 4 These are the sweet and precious days On which my Lord I've seen ; And oft, when feasting on his word, In raptures I have been. HOIN CCXV, CCXVI. 419 5 0 ! if my soul, when death appears, In this sweet frame be found : I'll clasp my Saviour in mine arms, And leave this earthly ground. 6 I long for that delightful hour, When from this clay undrest, I shall be cloth -d in robes divine, And made for ever blest. 21 5— L. M. Hymn 38, Pt 3. B. 1. Tlie eternal Sabbath. 1 rr>HINE earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love; JL But there's a nobler rest above : To that our longing souls aspire, With cheerful hope and warm desire. 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, Nor sin, nor hell shall reach the place ; Nor groans shall mingle with the songs, Which warble from immortal tongues. 3 No rude alarms of raging foes, No cares to break the long repose ; No midnight shade, no clouded sun j But sacred, high, eternal noon. 4 0 long-expected day ! begin — Dawn en these realms of woe and sin : Fain would we leave this weary road, And sleep in death, to rest with God. 216— S. M. Hymn 97. B. 1. Lords day morning. 1 TTTELCOME, sweet day of rest, VV That saw the Lord arise! Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes! 420 HYMN CCXVII. 2 The King himself comes near, And feasts his saints to-day ; Here we may sit, and nee him here, And love, and praise, aud pray. 3 One day amidst the place Where my great God hath been, Is sweeter than ten thousand days Of pleasurable sin. 4 My willing soul would stay In such a frame as this ; And sing, and bear herself away To everlasting bliss. 217— C. M. Hymn 98. B. 1. Lord's day evening. 1 THREQUENT the day of God returns, J? To shed its quick'ning beams; And yet how slow devotion burns ! How languid are its flames ! 2 Accept our faint attempts to love, Our frailties, Lord, forgive : We would be like thy saints above, And praise thee while we live. 3 Increase, O Lord, our faith and hope, And fit us to ascend, Where the assembly ne'er breaks up, The sabbath ne"er shall end j 4 There we shall breathe in heav'nly air, With heav'nly lustre shine ; Before the throne of God appear, And feast on love divine. HYMN CCXVIII, CCXIX. 421 218— Us. Hymn 288. Add. Rest of the Sabbath. 1 TT OW sweet is the Sabbath, this day of repose, XX On which the Redeemer triumphantly rose, Confirming his mission, by leaving the dead, To comfort the mourners, who left him and fled. 2 His work then completed, our Sabbath began, A day of rejoicing to penitent man ; For when the Messiah had enter'd his rest, The gospel our freedom and pardon express' d. 3 With him may we rest in the favour divine, Until in his kingdom above we shall shine More bright than the sun, in the robes of free grace, And never remove from the sight of his face. 4 0 Saviour, assist us — thy Spirit impart, To change and to sanctify every heart ; Divinely instructed from evil to flee, May we never wander from peace and from thee. 219— L. M. Hymn 39, Pt. 1. B. 1. The fifth command. 1 /^1 REAT Source of order, Maker wise ! VJT Whose throne is high above the skies; We praise thy name ; thy laws ordain, That order shall on earth obtain. 2 Let each inferior rank revere All such as their superiors are ; And let superiors also do What's right by each inferior too. 3 To thee may each united house, At morn and night, present its vows; O may each family proclaim The honours of thy glorious name ! 422 HYMN CCXX, CCXXI. 220— C. M. Hymn 39, Pt. 2. B, 1. Honour to Magistrates. 1 T^TERNAL Sov'reign of the sky, JLi And Lord of all below; We mortals to thy majesty Our first obedience own. 2 Our souls adore thy throne supreme j And bless thy providence, For magistrates of various name, Our glory and defence. 3 Where laws and liberty combine To make the nation bless'd ; There magistrates with lustre shine, And states are govern'd best. 4 Nations on firm foundations stand, While virtue finds reward ; And sinners perish from the land, By justice and the sword. 5 To magistrates be honour paid, To laws obedience shown; But consciences and souls were made To be the Lord's alone. 221— C. M. Hymn 39, Pt. 3. B. 1 The anxiety of pious parents for their children. 1 npHO' parents may in cov'nant be, J- And have their heav'n in view ; They are unhappy, till they see Their children happy too. 2 Their hearts with inward anguish bleed, When all attempts prove vain To save their race from paths, that lead To everlasting pain HYMN CCXX1I. 423 3 They warn, indulge, correct, beseech, While tears in torrents flow ; And 'tis beyond the pow'r of speech To tell the griefs they know. 4 Till they can see victorious grace Their children's souls possess, The sparkling wit, the smiling face But adds to their distress, 5 ''• Shall cruel spirits drag thee down " To darkness and despair ; "Beneath th' Almighty's angry frown, u To dwell for ever there ? 6 " Saviour, the dreadful scene forbid ! " Look down, dear Lord, and bless ; " Well wrestle hard, as Jacob did — " May we obtain success !" 222— L. M. Hymn 148. B. 2 Prayer for the children of the church. 1 ~p| EAR Saviour, if these lambs should stray JiJ From thy secure enclosure's bound, And, lur'd by worldly joys away, Among the thoughtless crowd be found, 2 Remember still that they are thine, That thy dear sacred name they bear, Think that the seal of love divine, — The sign of cov'nant grace they wear. 3 In all their erring, sinful years, Oh, let them ne'er forgotten be ; Remember all the pray'rs and tears, Which made them consecrate to thee. 4 And when these lips no more can pray, These eyes can weep for them no more, Turn thou their feet from folly's way, The wand'rers to thy fold restore. 424 HYMN CCXXIII, CCXXIV. 223— C. M. Hymn 259. Add The God of Bethel. 1 f~\ GOD of Bethel, by whose hand y~J Thy people still are fed, Who, through this weary pilgrimage, Hast all our fathers led : — 2 Our vows, our prayers, we now present, Before thy throne of grace : God of our fathers ! be the God Of their succeeding race. 3 Through each perplexing path of life, Our wandering footsteps guide ; Give us each day our daily bread, And raiment fit provide. 4 0, spread thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease, And at our Father's loved abode, Our souls arrive in peace. 5 Such blessings, from thy gracious hand, Our humble prayers implore, And thou shalt be our chosen God, — Our portion evermore. 224— C. M. Hymn 260. Add Sanctification of children. 1 r\ GOD of Abra'm, hear y~J The parents' humble cry; In cov'nant mercy now appear, While in the dust we lie. 2 These children of our love, In mercy thou hast given, That we through grace may faithful prove In training them for heaven. HYMN CCXXV. 425 3 0, grant thy Spirit, Lord, Their hearts to sanctify; Remember now thy gracious word Our hopes on thee rely. 4 Draw forth the melting tear, The penitential sigh ; Inspire their hearts with faith sincere, And fix their hopes on high. 5 These children now are thine, We give them back to thee ; O lead them by thy grace divine, Along the heavenly way. 225— 7s. Hymn 262. Add Teach thy Children. ORD, assist us by thy grace, To instruct our infant race ; Grant us wisdom from above, Fill us with a Saviour's love. Let us in thy peace abide, In thy promises confide, While our seed, with ready zeal, Learn of us to do thy will. May we teach them day by day, In the house, and by the way, When they rise, or go to rest, Till thy truth shall make them blest. While in chi'dhood's tender age, They unfold the sacred page, May they see in every line, Kindling rays of light divine. Precious Saviour, hear our prayer, We commit them to thy care ; Be their Shepherd, and their Guide, Bring them to thy bleeding side. L( 426 HYMN CCXXVI, CCXX'VII. 226— L. M. Hymn 265. Add. For the Young. 1 /"^l REAT Saviour, who didst condescend, vX Young children in thine arms to take, Still prove thyself the children's friend, And save them for thy mercy's sake. 2 'Tis by the guidance of thy hand, That they within thy house appear ; And in thine awful presence stand, To hear thy word, and join in prayer. 3 Like precious seed, in fruitful ground, Let the instruction they receive, To thy immortal praise abound, And make them to thy glory live. 4 Give them a sober, steady mind ; Strength to withstand the snares of sin; Boldly to cast the world behind, And strive eternal life to win. 5 To read thy word, their hearts incline ; To understand it, light impart ; O Saviour, consecrate them thine — Take full possession of each heart. 227— L. P. M. Hymn 266. Add. Prayer for Children. I /~10ME, Father, Son and Holy Ghost, V_7 To whom we for our children cry ; The good desired, and wanted most, Out of thy richest grace supply ; The sacred discipline be given, To train and bring them up for heaven. HYMN CCXXVIII. 427 2 Error and ignorance remove, Their blindness both of heart and mind ; Give them the wisdom from above, Spotless, and peaceable, and kind; la knowledge pure, their minds renew, And store with thoughts divinely true. 3 Father, accept them through thy Son, And ever by thy Spirit guide ; Thy wisdom in their lives be shown, Thy name confess'd and glorified ; Thy power and love diffused abroad, Till all the earth be fill'd with God. 228— C. M. Hymn 261. Add. Children's Conversion. 1 /~\ LORD, behold us at thy feet, v_y A needy, sinful band ; As suppliants round thy mercy-seat, We come at thy command. 2 'Tis for our children we would plead, The offspring thou hast given ; Where shall we go in time of need, But to the God of heaven ? Amid the worldly strife : But in the all-prevailing Name, We ask eternal life. 4 We crave the Spirit's quick'ning grace, To make them pure in heart ; That they may stand before thy face, And see thee as thou art. 428 HYMN CCXXIX, CCXXX. 229— L. M. Hymn 40, Pt. 1. B. 1 The sixth command. 1 /CLAMOUR, and wrath, and war be gone, v_y Envy and spite for ever cease ; Let bitter words no more be known Among the saints, the sons of peace. 2 The Spirit, like a peaceful dove, Flies from the realms of noise and strife ; Why should we vex and grieve his love, Who seals our souls to heav'nly life ? 3 Tender and kind be all our thoughts, Thro' all our lives let mercy run : So God forgives our num'rous faults, For the dear sake of Christ his Son. 230— L. M. Hymn 40, Pt. 2. B. I. Anger. 1 ~p\ARE we indulge our wrath and strife, \-s And yet assume the Christian name 1 Give our wild passions sway, yet call Ourselves the follow'rs of the Lamb ? 2 He was all gentle, meek, and mild — Full of benevolence and love ; Nor could the rage of num'rous foes Aught, but his soft compassion, move. 3 Not all their scoffs, nor the sharp pangs Of crucifixion, could inspire Within his breast one vengeful thought, Or one tumultuous passion fire. 4 But we, alas ! how soon the storms Impetuous in our bosoms swell ! What stores of fuel in our breasts, To feed those raging fires of hell ! HYMN CCXXXI, CCXXXII. 429 5 Spirit of grace, do thou descend ; Envy, and wrath, and clamour chase ; With thy mild influ'nce quench these fires, And hush the stormy winds to peace ! 231— C. M. Hymn 40, Pt. 3. B. L Brotherly love. 1 TT OW sweet, how heav'nly is the sight, XI When those who love the Lord, In one another's peace delight, And so fulfil his word ! 2 O ! may we feel each brother's sigh, And with him bear a part : May sorrows flow from eye to eye, And joy from heart to heart. 3 Free us from envy, scorn, and pride ;' Our wishes fix above : May each his brother's failings hide, And show a brother's love. 4 Let love, in one delightful stream, Thro' ev*ry bosom flow ; And union sweet, and dear esteem, In ev'ry action glow. 5 Love is the golden chain, that binds The happy souls above ; And he's an heir of heav'n, that finds His bosom glow with love. 232~7s 6s. Hymn 281. Add Happy Family. 1 "TT7"HAT sight on earth more blissful, VV Than that domestic scene, Where union, pure and peaceful, As sun-lit clouds at e'en. '430 HYMN CCXXXIII. Each kindred heart enlightens, With many a heaven-born ray, That ever shines and brightens, *' Unto the perfect day." , 2 There discord is a stranger, There strife can never come ; And many a fear and danger Are exiled from that home; While indolence and folly Are banish'd with their train, And converse pure and holy, Exerts her gentle reign. 3 And there how sweet and precious, The grateful song to raise, To him so kind and gracious. Who claims the highest praise ; While glad harmonious voices, Parents and children join ; While every heart rejoices, In blessings so divine. 4 In such a habitation, May we be ever found, Where waters of salvation, In healing streams abound : Affection's voice to chide us, Whene'er we go astray, And mercy"s hand to guide us, Along the narrow way. 233— L. M. Hymn 41, Pt. 1. B. 1. The seventh command. 1 O ACRED wedlock! law of heav'n, O By wisdom fram'd, in mercy giv'n ; The spring, whence all the kindred ties Of parents, children, brethren, rise! HYMN CCXXXIV. 431 2 Curs'd be the lusts which violate The honours of the marriage state ; The Lord himself, in wrath severe, Will judge the vile adulterer. 3 The wicked, filthy, and unclean, Shall reap the harvest of their sin ; And they who burn with Sodom's lust, In Sodom's fire shall be accurs'd. 4 Polluted sinner, hide thy face, Fly to the throne, and plead for grace ; The blood of Christ can cleanse thy soul, And make thy filthy spirit whole. 234—L. M. Hymn 41, Pt. 2. B. 1. The Law is spiritual, but we are carnal. 1 "1 /TOST Holy God, thy precept's just J-VJ. Against impure desires and lust; We therefore mourn, with grief and shame, Our guilty and polluted frame. 2 We know by nature, we're unclean, Our pow'rs debas'd, affections mean ; We own imperfect chastity, The sensual heart, the wanton eye. 3 The seeds of ev'ry vice and sin, Are rooted deep, and grow within ; And if preserv'd from filthy ways, To grace alone belongs the praise. 4 O ! shed abroad thy love divine, Constrain us to be wholly thine ; And make our souls and bodies both The temples of the Holy Ghost. 432 HYMN CCXXXV, CCXXXV1. 235— L. M. Hymn 42, Pt. 1. B. L The eighth command. 1 /""I REAT God, thy holy law commands vT Strict honesty in our demands ; Forbids to plunder, steal or cheat, To practise falsehood or deceit. 2 We must be faithful, upright, true, Nor take but what is strictly due ; If honesty be banish"d hence, Religion is a vain pretence. 3 No righteous debt must be denied By fraud or pow'r, by lies or pride ; The poor should not, by long delay, Be made to groan for want of pay. 4 "What equity enjoins as right, We must perform with all our might ; Nor seek our neighbour to deceive, With what ourselves do not believe. 5 Let Christians never dare disgrace The name and cause which they profess ; Lord, help us ever to pursue Things which are honest, just, and true. 236-^3. M. Hymn 42, Pt. 2. B. 1 The worldling. HAT does the worldling gain By all his vain pursuits? His very pleasure gives him pain, . And mis'ry are its fruits. 2 What anxious cares corrode The mind intent on wealth ? His mammon oft becomes a load, Which robs him of bis health. w HYMN CCXXXVII. 433 3 Does he his end attain, And in full afflu'nce roll ; What does the sordid creature gain, When God demands his soul? 4 My heart, to heav'n aspire, And seek thine all in God : Nor e'er pollute thy pure desire, By trifles on the road. 5 He doth my soul now bless With his enriching grace ; But 0 what wealth shall I possess, When I behold his face ! 6 These riches of his grace Will then to glory rise, When I have run my earthly race, And gain'd the immortal prize. S37— C. M. Hymn 43, Pt 1. B. 1 The ninth command. 1 T> ELIGION is the chief concern XV Of mortals here below : May all its great importance learn, Its sov'reign virtue know. 2 Let deep repentance, faith and love, Be join'd with godly fear ; And all our conversation prove Our souls to be sincere. 3 Let with our lips our hearts agree, Nor sland'ring words devise: We know the God of truth can see Thro' ev'ry false disguise. 4 Lord, never let our envy grow, To hear another's praise ; 19 434 HYMN CCXXXVIII, CCXXXDL Nor rob him of his honour due, By base revengeful ways. 5 O God of truth ! help to detest Whate'er is false or wrong, That lies in earnest or in jest May ne'er employ our tongue. 238— L. M. Hymn 44, Pt. 1. B. 1 The tenth command. 1 "TT7HATE'ER thy lot on earth may be, V V Let it contentment yield to thee ; Nor others envy, or repine, Nor covet aught, that is not thine. 2 Justly hast thou forbidden, Lord, Each murm'ring motion, thought, and word ; Justly requiring full content, With what thy providence hath lent. 3 But can a sinner lift his eye Before the Lord of hosts on high, And say, " this precept I've obey'd, "Nor from it ever turn'd aside?" 4 Alive without the law I stood, And thought my state was safe and good ; But when with pow'r this precept came, I saw my sin, and guilt, and shame. 5 Lord, I adore thy saving love, Which did from me the curse remove, By hanging on th' accursed tree, And being made a curse for me ! 239— C. M. Hymn 44, Pt. 2. B. 1. Indwelling sin. 1 /^1 RACE has" enabled me to love vX Thy holy law and will : HYMN CCXL. 435 But sin has not yet ceas'd to move, It tyrannizes still. Hence often fill'd with dread alarms, My peace and joy subside ; And I've employ for all the arms The gospel has supplied. Thus difFrent pow'rs within me strive While opposites I feel ; I grieve, rejoice, decline, revive, As sin or grace prevail. But Jesus hath his promise past ; Sin with the body dies : And grace in all his saints at last Shall gain its victories. THE GOSPEL AND INVITATIONS. 240— L. M. Hymn 6, Pt. 4. B. 1. The gospel of Christ. 1 /"~1 OD, in the gospel of his Son, VT Makes his eternal counsels known ; 'Tis here his richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here sinners of a humble frame May taste his grace, and learn his name; 'Tis writ in characters of blood, Severely just, immensely good. 3 Here Jesus, in ten thousand ways, His soul-attracting charms displays ; Recounts his poverty and pains, And tells his love in melting strains. 436 HYMN CCXLL 4 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, To form our minds, to cheer our hearts ; Its influ'nce makes the sinner live, It bids the drooping saint revive. 5 Our raging passions it controls, And comfort yields to contrite souls ; It brings a better world in view, And guides us all our journey through. 6 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart, and near mine eye ; Till life's last hour my soul engage, And be my chosen heritage. 241— L M. Hymn 31, Pt. 4. B. 1 The Gospel is the poicer of God to salvation. 1 "VT7HAT shall the dying sinner do, V V That seeks relief for all his woe 1 Where shall the guilty conscience find Ease for the torment of the mind ? 2 How shall we get our crimes forgiv'n. Or form our nature fit for heav'n ? Can souls, all o'er defil'd with sin, Make their own pow'rs and passions clean ? 3 In vain we search, in vain we try. Till Jesus brings his gospel nigh ; :Tis there that pow'r and glory dwell, That save rebellious souls from hell. 4 This is the pillar of our hope, That bears our fainting spirits up : We read the grace, we trust the word, And find salvation in the Lord. 5 Let men or angels dig the mines, Where nature's golden treasure shines ; 1BI HYMN CCXLII. 437 Brought near the doctrine of the cross, All nature's gold appears but dross. 6 Should vile blasphemers, with disdain, Pronounce the truth of Jesus vain, We'll meet the scandal and the shame, And sing, and triumph in his name. 242— P. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 6. B. 1. The Gospel Trumpet — Jubilee. i LOW ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound ! Let all the nations know To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, The sin-atoning Lamb : Redemption by his blood Thro' all the lands proclaim : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 3 Ye, who have sold for nought The heritage above ; Shall have it back, unbought, The gift of Jesus' love ; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, Your liberty receive ; And safe in Jesus dwell, And blest in Jesus live ; The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 438 HYMN CCXLITI. 5 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of pard'ning grace : Ye happy souls, draw near, Behold your Saviour's face : The year of Jubilee is come • Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 6 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full atonement made: Ye weary spirits, rest ; Ye mournful souls, be glad : The year of jubilee is come ; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 243— CM. Hymn 31, Pt. 5. B. 1. The Call. 1 O INNERS, the voice of God regard ; O 'Tis mercy speaks to-day ; He calls you by his sov'reign word, From sin's destructive way. 2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest, You live devoid of peace ; A thousand stings, within your breast, Deprive your souls of ease. 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell ; Why will you persevere ? Can you in endless torments dwell, Shut up in black despair ? 4 Why will you in the crooked ways Of sin and folly go 1 In pain you travel all your days, To reap immortal woe ! 5 But he, that turns to God, shall live, Thro' his abounding grace : His mercy will the guilt forgive Of those that seek his face, HYMN CCXLIV. 439 6 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Renouncing ev'ry sin ; Submit to him your sov'reign Lord, And learn his will divine. 7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts; He will become your God, And will forgive your num"rous faults, Thro' a Redeemer's blood. 244— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 34. B. 2. Sinners invited to Christ. 1 flOME, ye weary, heavy laden, V-^ Lost and ruin'd by the fall ; If you tarry till you're better, You will never come at all ; Not the righteous — Sinners Jesus came to call. 2 Let not conscience make you linger, Nor of fitness fondly dream : All the fitness he requireth, Is to feel your need of him ; This he gives you — 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 3 Agonizing in the garden, • Lo ! your Maker prostrate liest On the bloody tree behold him ; Hear him cry before he dies, "It is finish' d!" Sinners, will not this suffice ? 4 Lo ! th' incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude : None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 440 HYMN CCXLV, CCXLVI. 5 Saints and angels, join"d in concert, Sing the praises of the Lamb ; While the blissful seats of heaven, Sweetly echo with his name : Hallelujah !— Sinners here may sing the same. 245— C. M. Hymn 36. B. 2 The fountain of Living Waters. 1 f^H, what amazing words of grace V_y Are in the gospel found ! Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, Who knows the joyful sound. 2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds, Your ev'ry burden bring ; Here love, eternal love, abounds, A deep celestial spring. 8 This spring with living water flows, And living joy imparts ; Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose* And drink with thankful hearte. 246— L. M. Hymn 33. S*& Weary souls invited to rest. 1 /^iOME, weary souls, with sins distrest, V_>> Come, and accept the promis'd rest ; The Saviour's gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, Oh, come, and spread your woes abroad j Divine compassion, mighty love, With all the painful load remove. HYMN CCXLVII. 441 3 Here mercy"s boundless ocean flows, To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes J 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. 247— L. M. Hymn 37. B. 2. The Yowng invited to Christ. 1 rr\ O-DAY, if ye will hear his voice, -L Now is the time to make your choice ; Say, will you to Mount Zion go ? Say, will you have this Christ, or no? 2 Ye wand'ring souls, who find no rest, Say, will you be for ever blest ? Will you be sav'd from sin and hell? Will you with Christ in glory dwell? 3 Come now, dear youth, for ruin bound, Obey the gospel's joyful sound; Come, go with us, and you shall prove The joy of Christ's redeeming love. 4 Once more we ask you in his name — For yet his love remains the same — Say, will you to Mount Zion go ? Say, will you have this Christ, or no? 5 Leave all your sports and glitt'ring toys ; Come, share with us eternal joys ; Or must we leave you bound to hell- Then, dear young friends, a long farewell. 19 JB 442 HYMN CCXLVIII, CCXLIX. 248— L. M. Hymn 30 Christ knocking at the heart of the sinner EHOLD a stranger at the door ! He gently knocks, has knock'd before f Hath waited long — is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill. 2 Oh, lovely attitude! he stands With melting heart and loaded hands ! Oh, matchless kindness ! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes ! 3 But will he prove a friend indeed ? He will ; the very friend you need ; The friend of sinners — yes, 'tis He, With garments dyed on Calvary. 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine, That soul-destroying monster, Sin, And let the heav'nly stranger in. 5 Admit him, ere his anger burn, His feet departed ne'er return ; Admit him, or the hour's at hand, You'll at his door rejected stand. 249— C. M. Hymn 32. B. 2. The value of the Soul. 1 "TT7HAT is the thing of greatest price, VV The whole creation round? — That which was lost in Paradise, That which in Christ is found : 2 The soul of man — Jehovah's breath — That keeps two worlds at strife ; Hell moves beneath to work its death, Heav'n stoops to give it life. HYMN CCL, CCLI. 443 3 And is this treasure borne below, In earthen vessels frail ? Can none its utmost value know, Till flesh and spirit fail ? 4 Then let us gather round the cross, That knowledge to obtain ; Not by the soul's eternal loss, But everlasting gain. 250— L. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 5. B. 1. Forgiveness of sins. 1 inORGIVENESS ! 'tis a joyful sound JL To sinners doom'd to death and pains ; The blood of Christ heals ev'ry wound, And washes from the foulest stains. 2 'Tis the rich gift of love divine : 'Tis full, out-meas'ring ev'ry crime : Unclouded shall its glories shine, And feel no change by changing time. 3 O'er sins unbounded as the sand, And like the mountains for their size, The seas of sov'reign grace expand ; The seas of sov'reign grace arise. 4 For this stupendous love of heav'n, What grateful honours shall we show ! Where much transgression is forgiv'n, Love should with fervent ardour glow. 251— C. M. Hymn 5, Pt. 3. B. 1. Salvation. 1 O ALVATION ! O melodious sound, O To wretched dying men ! Salvation, that from God proceeds, And leads to God again. 444 HYMN CCLII. 2 Rescued from hell's eternal gloom, From fiends, and fires, and chains: Rais'd to a paradise of bliss, Where love triumphant reigns I 3 But may a poor bewilder'd soul, Sinful and weak as mine, Presume to raise a trembling eye To blessings so divine ? 4 The lustre of so bright a bliss, My feeble heart o'erbears ; And unbelief almost perverts The promise into fears. 5 My Saviour God, no voice, but thine, These dying hopes can raise ; Speak thy salvation to my soul, And turn my prayer to praise. 252— P. M. 12s. Hymn 38. B. 2. Free grace to Sinners. HE voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain, For all that believe, Christ has opened a foun- tain, For sin, and uncleanness, and every transgression, His blood flows so freely in streams of salvation. Chorus. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has bought us a pardon, We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan. 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair, Now he calls you in mercy, and can you forbear? T HYMN CCLIII. 445 Though your sins are increased as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them, it streams from this fountain. 5 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glo- rious ; O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than vic- torious : With shouting proclaim it, — 0 trust in his pas- sion, He saves us most freely ; — 0 glorious salvation ! i Our Jesus proclaims his name all victorious, He reigns over all, and his kingdom is glorious : To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation, And triumph, ascribing to him our salvation. 6 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore, With harps in our hands, we'll praise him the more ; We'll range the sweet plains, on the banks of the river, And sing of salvation, for ever and ever. 253— C. M. Hymn 1, Pt. 1. B. 1. Our only comfort in life and death. 1 O UBSTANTIAL comfort will not grow O In nature's barren soil ; All we can boast, till Christ we know, Is vanity and toil. 2 But where the Lord has planted grace, And made his glories known ; There fruits of heav'nly joy and peace Are found, and there alone. 446 HYMN CCLIV. 3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith; A sense of pard'ning love ; A hope, that triumphs over death, Give 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 lotj But since you are the Lord's, Resign to them, that know him not, Such joys as earth affords. 2 54— L. M. Hymn 29. B. 2. The striving of the Spirit. AY, sinner, hath a voice within, Oft whisper'd to thy secret soul, Urg'd thee to leave the ways of sin. And yield thy heart to God's control ? Hath something met thee in the path Of world liness and vanity, And pointed to the coming wrath, And warn" d thee from that wrath to flee ? Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice, It was the Spirit's gracious call, It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. Spurn not the call to life and light ; Regard in time the warning kind ; That call thou may*st not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy find. s- HYMN CCLV, CCLVI. 447 5 God's Spirit will not always strive, With harden'd, self-destroying man; Ye, who persist his love to grieve, May never hear his voice again. 6 Sinner — perhaps this very day, Thy last accepted time may be ; Oh, should 'st thou grieve him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee. 255— S. M. Hymn 83 Add. The Gospel Trumpet. 1 "\7"E trembling captives, hear ! JL The gospel trumpet sounds : No sound beside can charm the ear, Or heal your heart-felt wounds. 2 'Tis not the trump of war, Nor Sinai's thunder's roar ; Salvation's news it spreads afar, And vengeance is no more. 3 Grace, pardon, love, and peace ; Glad heaven aloud proclaims; And earth the Jubilee's release, With eager rapture, claims. 4 Far, far to distant lands The joyful news shall spread ; And Jesus all his willing bands, In one blest triumph, lead. 256— 6s 4s. Hymn 84. Add. To-day. 1 rW10-DAY, the Saviour calls! -*■ Ye wand'rers, come; O, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam. 448 HYMN CCLVII. 2 To-day, the Saviour calls ! O, listen now : Within these sacred walls To Jesus bow. 3 To-day, the Saviour calls! For refuge fly ; The storm of vengeance falls ; Ruin is nigh. 4 The Spirit calls to-day ! Yield to his power ; O, grieve him not away ; 'Tis mercy's hour. 257— 7s. Hymn 85. Add Come and Welcome. 'F ROM the cross uplifted high, Where the Saviour deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravish'd ear : " Love's redeeming work is done, Come and welcome, sinner, come." 2 Sprinkled now, with blood, the throne, Why beneath thy burdens groan ? On my pierced body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid ; Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, " Come and welcome, sinner, come." 3 Spread for thee, the festal board, See with richest dainties stored ; To thy Father's bosom press'd, Yet again a child confess'd ; Never from his house to roam, " Come and welcome, sinner, come." HYMN CCLVIII, CCLIX. 449 4 Soon the days of life shall end ; Lo ! I come, your Saviour, Friend ; Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day ; Up to my eternal home, M Come and welcome, sinner, come." 858— 7s. Hymn 86. Add. Expostulation. 1 TTEART of stone, relent, relent, XI Break, by Jesus' cross subdued, See his body mangled, rent, Cover'd with a gore of blood 5 Sinful soul, what hast thou done, Crucified th' Eternal Son ! 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, Driven the nails that fix'd him there, Crown'd with thorns his sacred head. Plunged into his side the spear, Made his soul a sacrifice, While for sinful man he dies. 3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain ? Still to death thy Lord pursue ? Open all his wounds again ? And the shameful cross renew ? No ; with all my sins I'll part ; Break, O break, my bleeding heart. 259— lis. Hymn 87. Add. Delay not. I "I^VELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw near, J-J The waters of life are now flowing for thee. No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 450 HYMN CCLX. 2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? A fountain is open'd, how canst thou refuse To wash and be cleansed in his pardoning blood. 3 Delay not, delay not, 0 sinner, to come, For mercy still lingers, and calls thee to-day: Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb ; Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. -,.'. 4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of Grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight j And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the vale of eternity's night. 5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand — The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade; The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand ; What power, then, 0 sinner, shall lend thee its aid! 260— 7s. Hymn 88. Add. Fulness of Christ. 1 T3LEEDING hearts, defiled by sin, J-J Jesus Christ can make you clean : Contrite souls, with guilt oppress'd, Jesus Christ can give you rest. 2 You that mourn o'er follies past, Precious hours and years laid waste ; Turn to God, O turn and live, Jesus Christ can still forgive. 3 You that oft have wander'd far, From the light of Bethlehem's star, Trembling, now your steps retrace, Jesus Christ is full of grace. HYMN CCLXI. 451 4 Souls benighted and forlorn, Grieved, afflicted, tempest-worn, Now in Israels Rock confide, Jesus Christ for man has died. 5 Fainting souls, in peril's hour, Yield not to the tempter's power ; On the risen Lord rely, Jesus Christ now reigns on high. 261— C. P. M. Hymn 89. Add. The voice of warning. 1 npHAT warning voice, 0 sinner, hear, J- And while salvation lingers near, The heavenly call obey ; Flee from destruction's downward path, Flee from the threat'ning storm of wrath, That rises o'er thy way. 2 Soon night comes on with thick'ning shade ; The tempest hovers o'er thy head, The winds their fury pour ; The lightnings rend the earth and skies, The thunders roar, the flames arise, What terrors fill that hour. 3 That warning voice, O sinner, hear, Whose accents linger on thine ear ; Thy footsteps now retrace : Renounce thy sins, and be forgiven, Believe, become an heir of heaven, And sing redeeming grace. 4 Then, while a voice of pardon speaks, The storm is hush'd, the morning breaks, The heavens are all serene ; Fresh verdure clothes the beauteous fields, Joy echoes from the distant hills, New wonders fill the scene. 452 HYMN CCLXII, CCLXIII. 262— 7s 6s. Hym i 90. Add. Bahn in Gilead. 1 TT7HY should gloomy thoughts a ■ », VV And darkness fill the mind ? Why that bosom heave with sighs, And yet no refuge find ? Knowest thou not of Gilead's balm ; Of the great Physician there, Who can every fear disarm, And save thee from despair? 2 Still o'erwhelm'd with floods of griel And fill'd with sore dismay ; Looking downward for relief, Without one cheering ray? Lift thy streaming eyes to heaven, There the great atonement see. All thy sin shall be forgiven ; Believe, and thou art free. 3 He that for thy soul hath died, Invites thee now to come ; He, the law hath satisfied, And can reverse thy doom : He hath suffer'd grief and shame; He hath shed his precious blood. 0 believe in Jesus' name, And be at peace with God. 263— 8s 7s. Hymn 92. Add. A Fountain opened. 1 /"I OME to Calv'ry's holy mountain, U Sinners ruin*d by the fall, Here a pure and healing fountain Flows for every thirsty soul, HYMN CCLXIV. 453 In a full perpetual tide ; Open"d when the Saviour died. 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind ; Here the guilty seek remission ; Here the lost a refuge find. Health, this fountain will restore ; He that drinks shall thirst no more. 3 Come, ye dying, live forever ; !Tis a soul-reviving flood ; God is faithful ; he will never Break his covenant, seal'd in blood ; Sign'd when our Redeemer died — Seal'd when he was glorified. 264— L. M. Hymn 35. B. 2. Wanderer invited to return. 1 T) ETURN, 0 wanderer, return, XV And seek an injur d Father's face j Those warm desires that in thee burn, Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, 0 wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart ; His pitying eyes thy grief discern, His hand shall heal thine inward smart. 3 Return. O wanderer, return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live ; Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear ; 'Tis God who says, " No longer mourn," 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. 454 HYMN CCLXV, CCLXVI. CONVICTION AND PENITENCE. 265—C. M. Hymn 31. B. 2. The Sinner's heart opened. 1 ~TT7* HO is this stranger at the door, V V That would admission gain ? I know he oft has knock*d before, Still he has come again. 2 I find him knocking at my heart, Though I"ve defied his will ; He waits to act a gracious part, And all bis truth fulfil. 3 Too long, alas ! I've entertain'd A soul-destroying guest, Who took possession of my heart, And all my powers oppress'd. 4 But art thou not the same that died, A sacrifice for sin? Then enter my polluted breast, And make me pure within. 5 That grace that I've so long abus'd I'd willingly receive ; Dear Saviour, teach me how to pray, Lord, help me to believe ! 6 My hungry soul would now partake The banquet of thy love ; That sacred flesh and blood of thine, Foretaste of joys above. 266— L. M. Hymn 21. B. 2 Prayer for the influence of the Spirit. 1 OTAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay, O Tho' I have done thee such despite, HYMN CCLXVII. 455 Cast not a sinner quite away, Nor take thine everlasting flight: 2 Though I have most unfaithful been Of all who e'er thy grace receiv'd, Ten thousand times thy goodness seen, Ten thousand times thy goodness griev'd. 3 Yet Oh, the chief of sinners spare, In honour of my great High Priest ; Nor in thy righteous anger swear I shall not see thy people's rest. 4 If yet thou canst my sins forgive, E'en now, 0 Lord, relieve my woes ; Into thy rest of love receive, And bless me with thy calm repose. 5 E'en now my weary soul release, And raise me by thy gracious hand! Guide me into thy perfect peace, And bring me to the promis"d land. 267— S. M. Hymn 40. B. 2 Repentance from a sense of the Divine Goodness. ]I S this the kind return, And these the thanks we owe ; Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow ? To what a stubborn frame, Hath sin reduc'd oixr mind ! What strange rebellious wretches we, And God as strangely kind ! 456 HYMN CCLXVIII. 3 On us he bids the sun Shed his reviving rays ; For us the skies their circles run, To lengthen out our days. 4 The brutes obey their God, And bow their necks to men : But we, more base, more brutish things, Reject his easy reign. 5 Turn, turn us, mighty God, And mould our souls afresh j Break, sov'reign grace, these hearts of stone^ And give us hearts of flesh. 6 Let base ingratitude Provoke our weeping eyes ; And hourly, as new mercies fall, Let hourly thanks arise. 268— C. M. Hymn 93, && Conviction. |OTH God invite me to his arms, And do I still delay? Shall he impart his just commands, And I refuse t' obey 1 2 Doth Jesus call me to rely Upon his righteousness, For safety bid me thither fly, And I despise his grace ? 3 Hath not the Holy Spirit yet Withdrawn his influence ? And do I still supinely sit. Immersed in earth and sense ? 4 By mercy wooed, by wrath pursued, How sluggish I remain ! Rouse up, my dull inactive powers, The heavenly prize to gain. D( HYMN CCLXIX, CCLXX. 457 269— L. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 6. B. 1. Seeking Pardon. 1 T ORD, at thy feet I prostrate fall, JLi Opprest with fears, to thee I caJl : Reveal thy pard'ning love to me, And set my captive spirit free. 2 Hast thou not said, " Seek ye my face ;" The invitation I embrace ; I'll seek thy face ; thy Spirit give ! O ! let me see thy face, and live. 3 I'll seek thy face with cries and tears, With secret sighs and fervent prayers ; And, if not heard, I'll waiting sit, And perish at my Saviour's feet. 4 But canst thou, Lord, behold my pain, And bid me seek thy face in vain ! Thou wilt not, canst not me deceive, The soul that seeks thy face shall live. 270— C. M. Hymn 48. B. 2. Seeking Pardon. "OW sad our state by nature is ! Our sin, how deep it stains ! And Satan binds our captive minds Fast in his slavish chains. H' 2 But diere's a voice of sov'reign grace Sounds from the sacred word ; Ho ! ye despairing sinners, come, And trust upon the Lord. 3 My soul obeys th' Almighty call, And runs to this relief; I would believe thy promise, Lord, O ! help mine unbelief. 458 HYMN CCLXXI. 4 To the dear fountain of thy blood, Incarnate God, I fly ; Here let me wash. my spotted soul From crimes of deepest dye. 5 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, My reigning sins subdue : Drive the old dragon from his seat, With all his hellish crew. 6 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, On thy kind arms I fall : Be thou my Strength and Righteousness, My Jesus, and my All ! 271— P. M. 7. Hymn 43. B. 2. Pleading for Mercy. ■s OV'REIGN Ruler, Lord of ah, Prostrate at thy feet I fall : Hear, oh, hear my ardent cry, Frown not, lest I faint and die. 2 Vilest of the sons of men, Worst of rebels, I have been ! Oft abus'd thee to thy face, Trampled on thy richest grace ! 3 Justly might thy vengeful dart Pierce this bleeding, broken heart ; Justly might thy kindled ire Blast me in eternal fire. 4 But with thee there's mercy found, Balm to heal my every wound ; Soothe, oh soothe the troubled breast, Give the weary wand'rer rest. HYMN CCLXXII, CCLXXIII. 459 272—L. M. Hymn 44. B. 2, Pleading the Promises. 1 THVRIF.ND of the friendless and the faint! S. Where can I lodge my deep complaint? Where, but with thee, whose open door Invites the helpless sinner, poor ! 2 Did ever mourner plead with thee, And thou refuse that mourner's plea ? Does not the word still fix'd remain, That none shall seek thy face in vain? 3 That were a grief I could not bear, Didst thou not hear and answer prayer: 0 thou, pray'r-hearing, answ'ring God, Take from my heart this painful load. 273— P. M. 7. Hymn 45. B. 2. The Sinnei-'s suit at the Mercy-Seat. 1 /^1 OME, my soul, thy suit prepare, V_y Jesus loves to answer pray'r ; He himself has bid thee pray, Therefore, will not say thee nay. 2 Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring ; For his grace and pow'r are such, None can ever ask too much. 3 With my burden I begin : Lord, remove this load of sin ! Let thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt. 4 Lord, I come to thee for rest ; Take possession of my breast; There thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign. 460 HYMN CCLXXIV, CCLXXV. 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. 6 Show me what I have to do, Ev'ry hour my strength renew, Let me live a life of faith, Let me die thy people's death 274—8,7. Hymn 46. B. 2 Suppliant address to the Saviour. 1 TESUS, full of all compassion, «J Hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; Let me know thy great salvation, See, I languish, faint, and die. 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with helpless grief- Prostrate at thy feet repenting — Send, O send me quick relief! 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, But to him who comfort gives ? Whither, from the dread of dying, But to him who ever lives ? 4 Sav'd — the deed shall spread new glory Thro' the shining realms above ; Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptur'd with thy love. 275— C. M. Hymn 49. B. 2 Seeking Renewing Grace. 1 TJ OW helpless guilty nature lies, XI Unconscious of its load ! The heart unchang'd can never rise To happiness and God. HYMN CCLXXVI. 461 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 pow'r divine, The stubborn will subdue 1 :Tis thine, Almighty Saviour, thine To form the heart anew. 4 'Tis thine the passions to recall, And upwards bid them rise ; And make the scales of error fall From reason's darken'd eyes ; 5 To chase the shades of death away, And bid the sinner live ; A beam of Heav"n, a vital ray, 'Tis thine alone to give. 6 O change these wretched hearts of ours, And give them life divine ! Then shall our passions and our powers, Almighty Lord, be thine. 276— CM. Hymn 39. B. 2. The humble sinner s resolve. 1 Z^IOME, humble sinner, in whose breast yy A thousand thoughts revolve ; Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, And make this last resolve : — 2 " I'll go to Jesus, though my sin u Hath like a mountain rose ; " I know his courts, I '11 enter in, "Whatever may oppose. 3 " Prostrate I '11 lie before his throne, "And there my guilt confess ; 462 HY3IN CCLXXVII. " I'll tell him I"m a wretch undone, u Without his sov'reign grace. 4 " I'll to the gracious King approach, " Whose sceptre pardon gives : " Perhaps he may command my touch— " And then the suppliant lives. 5 " Perhaps he will admit my plea, " Perhaps will hear my prayer ; " But if I perish, I will pray, " And perish only there. 6 " I can but perish if I go, " I am resolv'd to try ; " For if I stay away, I know " I must for ever die." 2 7 7— C. M. Hymn 41. B. 2. The contrite heart. 1 f~\ THOU, whose tender mercy hears V_/ Contrition's humble sigh ; Whose hand, indulgent, wipes the tears From sorrow's weeping eye ; — 2 See, low before thy throne of grace, A wretched wand'rer mourn ; Hast thou not bid me seek thy face ? Hast thou not said — « Return V 3 And shall my guilty fears prevail To drive me from thy feet 1 Oh, let not this dear refuge fail, This only safe retreat! 4 Oh, shine on this benighted heart, With beams of mercy shine ! And let thine healing voice impart A taste of joys divine. HYMN CCLXXVIII, CCLXXIX. 463 278— C. M. Hymn 94. Add. Sinner's Relief. 9 1 TTTHERE shall a wretched sinner flee, VY To ease his wounded soul? The Saviour cries, Believe in me, And I will make thee whole. 2 Believe in thee, my dearest Lord, Oh, help mine unbelief, All needful grace do thou afford, And send me quick relief. 3 Sprinkled with thine atoning blood, Let me at length appear Before the awful bar of God, And find acceptance there. 279— 7s 6s. Hymn 95. Add. Sinner desponding. 1 "TT7"HY sinks my soul desponding? VV Why fill my eyes with tears, While nature all-surrounding The smile of beauty wears ? Why, burden d still with sorrow, Is every lab'ring thought? Each vision that I borrow, With gloom and sadness fraught? 2 The pleasures that deceived me, My soul no more can charm, Of rest they have bereaved me, And filfd me with alarm ; The objects, I have cherish'd, Are empty as the wind ; My earthly joys are perished ; What comfort shall I find ? 464 HYMN CCLXXX. 3 If inward, still inquiring, I turn my searching eye, Orjipward, now aspiring, I raise my feeble cry, No heavenly light is beaming To cheer my troubled breast, No ray of comfort gleaming To give my spirit rest. 4 O, from this dreadful anguish, Is there no refuge nigh 1 'Tis guilt that makes me languish, And leaves me thus to die : I will renounce my folly Before the throne of grace ; And make the Lord, most holy, My strength and righteousness. 280— C. M. Hymn 96. Add. Self-condemned. 1 AH, what can I, a sinner, do, -fJL With all my guilt oppress'd ? I feel the hardness of my heart, And conscience knows no rest. 2 Great God, thy good and perfect law Does all my life condemn ; The secret evils of my soul Fill me with fear and shame. 3 How many precious Sabbaths gone, I never can recall ; And O, what cause have I to mourn, Who misimproved them all. 4 How long, how often have I heard, Of Jesus, and of heaven ; Yet scarcely listen'd to his word, Or pray'd to be forgiven. HYMN CCLXXXI, CCLXXXII. 465 5 Constrain me, Lord, to turn to Thee, And grant renewing grace ; For thou this flinty heart canst break, And thine shall be the praise. 281 — C. M. Hymn 97. Add. Repentance. 1 A LAS ! and did my Saviour bleed, Jl\. And did my Sovereign die, Did he devote that sacred head. For such a worm as I ? 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, Tie groan'd upon the tree ? Amazing pity, grace unknown, And love beyond degree. 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut his glories in ; When Christ, the Prince of Glory, died, For man, the creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears. 5 But floods of grief can ne'er repay The debt of love I owe ; Here, Lord, I give myself away — - 'Tis all that I can do. 282— C. M. Hymn 98, Add. Penitential. 1 f~\ IF my soul was form'd for wo, V_y j How would I vent my sighs, Repentance should, like rivers, flow From both my streaming eyes, 20* 466 HYMN CCLXXXIII. 2 'Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord, Hung on the cursed tree, And groan'd away a dying life, For thee, my soul, for thee. 3 0, how I hate those sins of mine That shed the Saviour's blood ; That pierced and nail'd his sacred flesh Fast to the fatal wood. 4 Yes, my Redeemer, they shall die ; My heart hath so decreed ; Nor will I spare the guilty things That made my Saviour bleed. 5 While with a melting, broken heart, My murder'd Lord I view, I'll raise revenge against my sins, And slay the murderers too. 283— S. M. Hymn 99. Add. Penitential. 1 f~\ THAT I could repent, V-J 5 With all my idols part, And to thy gracious eye present An humble, contrite heart. 2 A heart with grief oppress'd At having grieved my God, A troubled heart, that cannot rest, Till sprinkled with thy blood. 3 Jesus, on me bestow The penitent desire : With deep sincerity of wo My thoughtless breast inspire. 4 With soft'ning pity look, And melt my hardness down ; Strike, with thy love's effectual stroke, And break this heart of stone. HYMN CCLXXXIV, CCLXXXV. 467 284— L. M. Hymn 100. Add. Penitential. 1 A LAS, alas, how blind I've been, XjL How little of myself I've seen ! Sportive I sail'd the sensual tide, Thoughtless of God, whom I defied. 2 Oft have I heard of heaven and hell, Where bliss and woe eternal dwell ; But mock'd the threats of truth divine, And scorn'd the place where angels shine. 3 My heart has long refused the blood Of Jesus, the descending God ; And guilty passion boldly broke The holy law which Heaven had spoke. 4 Th' alluring world controll'd my choice ; When conscience spoke, I hush'd its voice : Securely laugh'd along the road, Which hapless millions first had trod. 5 But uow, th' Almighty God comes near And fills my soul with awful fear — Fear, lest I sink to endless pain, Nor hear the voice of joy again. 2 8 5—C. M. Hymn 42. B. 2. Tlie Penitent. 1 T) ROSTRATE, dear Jesus! at thy feet, Jl A guilty rebel lies ; And upwards to the mercy-seat Presumes to lift his eyes. 2 If tears of sorrow would suffice To pay the debt I owe, Tears should from both my weeping eye§ In ceaseless torrents flow. 468 HYMN CCLXXXVI. 3 But no such sacrifice I plead, To expiate my guilt ; No tears but those which thou hast shed ; No blood, but thou hast spilt. 4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord ! And all my sins forgive: Justice will well approve the word That bids the sinner live. 286— S. M. Hymn 101. Add. Self-examination. 1 AH, whither should I go, -LX. Burden'd, and sick, and faint? To whom should 1 my troubles show, And pour out my complaint 1 2 My Saviour bids me come : Ah, why do I delay? He calls the weary sinners home ; And yet from him I stay. 3 What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part, — Which will not let the Saviour take Possession of my heart 1 4 Some wicked thing unknown Must surely lurk within; Some idol which I do not own, Some secret bosom-sin. 5 Jesus, the hindrance show, Which I have fear*d to see : And make me now consent to know What keeps me back from thee. 6 Searcher of hearts ! in mine Thy trying power display ; Into its darkest corners shine, And take the veil away. HYMN CCLXXXVII, CCLXXXVIII. 469 287— S. M. Hymn 102. Add- Ruin and Recovery. 1 TT OW heavy is the night, XJL That hangs upon our eyes, Till Christ with his reviving light, Over our souls arise. 2 Our guilty spirits dread To meet the wrath of Heaven ; But in his righteousness array'd, We see our sins forgiven. 3 Unholy and impure, Are all our thoughts and ways ; His hands infected nature cure With sanctifying grace. 4 The powers of hell agree, To hold our souls in vain ; He sets the sons of bondage free, And breaks the galling chain. 5 Lord, we adore thy ways, That bring us near to God ; Thy sov'reign power, thy healing grace, And thine atoning blood. 288— C. P. M. Hymn 103. Add. Contrition. 1 T LOOK to thee, O Lord, alone, X And low beneath thy gracious throne Pour out my ardent prayer: Pardon my sin, my soul reprieve, No hand but thine can now relieve, Or save me from despair. 470 HYMN CCLXXXIX. 2 My trembling spirit, fill'd with awe, Beholds the terrors of thy law, And bows itself in dust ; Thou, Lord, art righteous, just, and good, My only refuge is thy blood : Thou art my only trust. 3 Guilty, before thy bar I plead, Guilty in thought, in word, and deed, Wholly defiled by sin : O, heal the leprosy of soul ! One pard'ning word can make me whole, And bid my heart be clean. 289— S. M. Hymn 47. B. a The convinced and seeking sinner. Y former hopes are fled, My terror now begins ; I feel, alas ! that I am dead In trespasses and sins. Ah, whither shall I fly 1 I hear the thunder roar ; The law proclaims destruction nigh, And vengeance at the door. When I review my ways, I dread impending doom ; But sure, a friendly whisper says, " Flee from the wrath to come." I see, or think I see, A glimm'ring from afar ; A beam of day that shines for me, To save me from despair. Forerunner of the sun, It marks the Pilgrim's way ; I'll gaze upon it while I run, And watch the rising day. lW HYMN CCXC CCXCI. 471 290— L. M. Hymn 50. B. 2. A Sinner submitting to God. 1 "TT7* EARY of struggling with my pain, VV Hopeless to burst this sinful chain, At length I give the contest o'er, And seek to free myself no more. 2 From my own works at last I cease — God, that creates, must seal my peace ; Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, Unless thy sov'reign grace I share. 3 Lord, I despair myself to heal ; I see my sin, but do not feel ; Nor shall I, till thy Spirit blow, And bid th' obedient waters flow. 4 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give, Thy gifts I only can receive ; Here then to thee I all resign, — To draw, redeem, and seal, is thine. 291— S. M. Hymn 104. Add. Troubled Soul. ORD, can a soul like mine, Unholy and unclean, Dare venture near a throne of grace, With such a load of sin ? 'L' 2 When I attempt to pray, And lisp thy holy name, My thoughts are hurried soon away, I know not where I am. 3 When in thy word I look, Such darkness fills my mind, I only read a sealed book, And no relief I find. 472 HYMN CCXCII, CCXCIII. 4 Myself can hardly bear, This wretched heart of mine ; How hateful, then, must it appear, To those pure eyes of thine ! 5 Low at thy feet I bow, O, pity and forgive, Here will I lie, and wait till thou Shalt bid me rise and live. 292— P M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 51. B. 2 The Surrender. 1 TT7"ELCOME, welcome, dear Redeemer, VV Welcome to this heart of mine : Lord, I make a full surrender, Ev'ry pow'r and thought be thine, Thine entirely, Thro' eternal ages thine. 2 Known to all to be thy mansion, Earth and hell will disappear ; Or in vain attempt possession, When they find the Lord is near — Shout, O Zion! Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here. 293— L. M. Hymn 57. B. 2. The returning sinner. 1 T?AR from thy fold, my God, my feet J- Once mov'd in error's devious maze, Nor found religious duties sweet, Nor sought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways. 2 With tend'rest voice thou bad'st me flee The paths which thou could'st ne'er approve ; And gently drew my soul to thee, With cords of sweet, eternal love. HYMN CCXCIV. 473 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly, And low in self-abasement fall ; A vile, a helpless worm, I lie, And thou, my God, art all in all. 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart, Than all the joys that earth can give ; From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd parl^ Beneath thy countenance to live. 5 And when, in smiling friendship drest, Death bids me quit this mortal frame, Gently reclin'd on Jesus' breast, My latest breath shall bless his name. 6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise, And soar above yon starry spheres, Join the full chorus of the skies, And sing thy praise thro' endless years. 294— 7s 6s. Hymn 105. Add. Pleading for Grace. 1 TT7 RETCHED, helpless, and distress'd, V V Ah whither shall I fly ? Ever panting after rest, Where shall I turn mine eye ? Naked, sick, and poor, and blind, Bound in sin and misery : Friend of sinners, let me find My help, my all in thee. 2 Jesus, full of truth and grace, 0, hear my sad complaint ; Be the wanderer's resting place, A cordial for the faint : Make me rich, for I am poor ; Let me now thy presence find ; To the dying, health restore, And eyesight to the blind. 474 HYMN CCXCV. 3 Fill my soul with heavenly grace, With pure humility : Clothe me with thy righteousness ; Endue my heart with thee ; Let thine image be restored ; Let me thy forgiveness prove; Fill me with thy fulness, Lord, For boundless is thy love. 295— 7s. Hymn 106. Add Deep Contrition. 1 TESUS, save my dying soul ; «J Make the broken spirit whole , Humbled in the dust I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. 2 Jesus, full of every grace, Now reveal thy smiling face : Grant the joy of sin forgiven, Foretaste of the bliss of heaven. 3 All my guilt to thee is known, Thou art righteous, thou alone ; All my help is from thy cro&s ; All beside I count but loss. 4 Lord, in thee I now believe ; Wilt thou — wilt thou not forgive? Helpless at thy feet I lie ; Saviour, leave me not to die. HYMN CCXCVI, CCXCVII. 475 CONVERSION AND CONSECRATION. 296— L. M. Hymn 52. B. 2. Joy in Heaven over a repenting sinner. 1 "TT7H0 can describe the joys that rise, VV Through all the courts of paradise, To see a prodigal return, To see an heir of glory born ! 2 With joy the Father doth approve The fruit of his eternal love ; The Son with joy looks down, and sees The purchase of his agonies. 3 The Spirit takes delight, to view The holy soul he form'd anew ; And saints and angels join, to sing The growing empire of their King. 297— C. 31. Hymn 53. B. 2, Joy over Conversion. 1 /^~\H, how divine, how sweet the joy, \~J When but one sinner turns, And with an humble, broken heart, His sins and errors mourns ! Pleas'd with the news, the saints below In songs their tongues employ; Beyond the skies the tidings go, And heav'n is fill'd with joy. 3 Well pleased, the Father sees and hears The conscious sinner's moan ; Jesus receives him in his arms, And claims him for his own. 476 HYMN CCXCVIII, CCXCIX. 4 Nor angels can their joy contain, But kindle with new fire : " The sinner lost is found,'' they sing, And strike the sounding lyre. 298— C. M. Hymn 107. Add. Prisoners of Hope. 1 "TT7HEN first my dangerous state I saw, VV And knew not where to run; I fled from God's avenging law, To duties I had done. 2 But these, alas ! I quickly found, Afforded no defence ; For threat'ning vengeance burst around, And drove my soul from thence. 3 Cut off from ev'ry legal hope, And sinking in despair, I turn'd mine eyes to Calv'ry's top, And saw a refuge there. 4 Jesus, the Saviour, cried aloud, " Pris'ners of hope,:' come in! There's peace and safety in my blood, From vengeance and from sin. 5 I enterd this stronghold in haste — And found myself secure ; And from a sense of mercies past, I learn to trust him more. 299— L. M. Hymn 108. Add. Renouncing the World. 1 T SEND the joys of earth away — JL Away, ye tempters of the mind ! False as the smooth, deceitful sea, And empty as the whistling wind. HYMN CCC. 477 2 Your streams were floating me along, Down to the gulf of dark despair: And, while I listend to your song, Your streams had e'en convey'd me there. 3 Lord ! I adore thy matchless grace, That warn'd me of that dark abyss ; That drew me from those treacherous seas, And bade me seek superior bliss. 4 Now to the shining realms above, I stretch my hands, and lift mine eyes ; O ! for the pinions of a dove, To bear me to the upper skies. 5 There, from the bosom of my God, Oceans of endless pleasure roll ; There would I fix my last abode, And drown the sorrows of my soul. 300— C. M. Hymn 109. Add Looking to Christ. 1 TESUS, thou art the sinner's Friend ; «i As such I look to thee ; Now, in the fulness of thy love, 0 Lord, remember me. 2 Remember thy pure word of grace, — Remember Calvary ; Remember all thy dying groans, And, then, remember me. 3 Thou wondrous Advocate with God, 1 yield myself to thee ; While thou art sitting on thy throne, Dear Lord, remember me. 4 Lord, I am guilty — I am vile, But thy salvation's free , 478 HYMN CCCL CCCII. Then, in thine all-abounding grace, Dear Lord, remember me. 5 And, when I close my eyes in death, When creature-helps all flee, Then, 0 my dear Redeemer-God, I pray, remember me. 301— C. M. Hymn 110. Add. Taking up the Cross. 1 A ND must I part with all I have, JlJL Jesus, my Lord, for thee ? This is my joy, since thou hast done Much more than this for me. 2 Yes, let it go ! — one look from thee Will more than make amends, For all the losses I sustain Of credit, wealth, or friends. 3 Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives, How worthless they appear, Compared with thee, supremely good, Divinely bright and fair ! 4 Saviour of souls, while I from thee A single smile obtain ; Though destitute of all things else, I'll glory in my gain ! 302— C. P. M. Hymn 111. Add. The World renounced. 1 T QUIT the world's fantastic joys, X Her honours are but idle toys, Her biis^ an empty shade ; Like meteors in the midnight sky, That glitter for a while and die, Her glories flash and fade. HYMN CCCIII. 479 2 Let fools for riches strive and toil, Let greedy minds divide the spoil, 'Tis all too mean for me ; Above the earth, above the skies My bold aspiring wishes rise, My God, to heaven and thee. 3 0 Source of glory, life, and love, When to thy courts I mount above, On contemplation's wings, I look with pity and disdain On all the pleasures of the vain, On all the pomps of kings. 4 Thy beauties rising in my sight, Divinely sweet, divinely bright, With raptures fill my breast; Though robb'd of all my earthly store, With thee I never can be poor, But must be ever blest. 303— C. M. Hymn 112. Aid. Bearing the Cross. 1 A SHAMED of Christ !— my soul disdains jTX The mean, ungen'rous thought ; Shall I disown that Friend, whose blood To man salvation brought ? 2 With the glad news of love and peace, From heaven to earth he came ; For us endured the painful cross, For us despised the shame. 3 At his command, we must take up Our cross without delay ; Our lives, yea, thousand lives of ours, His love can ne'er repay. 4 Each faithful surFrer, Jesus views With infinite delight ; 480 HYMN CCCIV. Their lives to him are dear ; their deaths Are precious in his sight. 5 To bear his name — his cross to bear, Our highest honour this ! Who firmly suffers for him now, Shall reign with him in bliss. 6 But should we, in the evil day, From our profession fly, Jesus, the Judge, before the world The traitors will deny. 304— C. M. Hymn 113. Add. Subdued by the Cross. 1 TN evil long I took delight, JL Unawed by shame or fear, Till a new object struck my sight, And stopp'd my wild career. 2 I saw one hanging on a tree, In agonies and blood ; He fix'd his languid eyes on me, As near his cross I stood. 3 O ! never till my latest breath, Shall I forget that look ; It seem'd to charge me with his death, Though not a word he spoke. 4 My conscience felt and own'd the guilt, It plunged me in despair ; I saw, my sins his blood had spilt, And help'd to nail him there. 5 A second look he gave, that said, " I freely all forgive ; This blood is for thy ransom paid— I die that thou mayest live." HYMN CCCV. 48 6 Thus, while his death my sin displays In all its blackest hue — Such is the mystery of grace — It seals my pardon too. 305— P. M. Hymn 114. Add. Submission. 2 /~10ME, my Redeemer, come, yJ And deign to dwell with me, Come, and thy right assume, And bid thy rivals flee : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 2 Exert thy mighty power, And banish all my sin ; In this auspicious hour, Bring all thy graces in : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 3 Rule thou in every thought And passion of my soul, Till all my powers are brought Beneath thy full control : Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 4 Then shall my days be thine, And all my heart be love, And joy and peace be mine, Such as are known above: Come, my Redeemer, quickly come, And make my heart thy lasting home. 21 482 HYMN CCCVI, CCCVII. 306— C. M. Hymn 115. Add. Peace returning. 1 (~\ SPEAK that gracious word again, v_y 9 And cheer my drooping heart ! No voice but thine can soothe my pain And bid my fears depart. 2 And wilt thou still vouchsafe to own A worm so vile as I ? And may I still approach thy throne, And Abba, Father, cry ? 3 My Saviour, by his powerful word, Hath turn'd my night to day ; And all those heav'nly joys restored, Which I had sinn'd away. 4 Dear Lord ! I wonder and adore : Thy grace is all divine : O keep me, that I sin no more Against such love as thine. 307— L. M. Hymn 116. Add Entire Consecration. 1 IV!" OW I resolve with all my heart, ±\ With all my powers to serve the Lordj Nor from his ways will I depart, Whose service is a rich reward. 2 0, be this service all my joy ! Around let my example shine: Till others love the blest employ, And join in labours so divine. 3 Be this the purpose of my soul, My solemn, my determined choice, To yield to his supreme control, And in his kind commands rejoice. HYMN CCCVIII, CCCIX. 483 4 0 may I never faint nor tire, Nor, wancTring, leave his sacred ways ; Great God ! accept my soul's desire, And give me strength to live thy praise. 308— C. M. Hymn 117. Add. Old things passed away. 1 T ET earthly minds the world pursue, JLi It has no charms for me ; Once I admired its trifles too, But grace hath set me free. 2 Its visions can no longer please, Nor happiness afford : Far from my heart be joys like these, For I have seen the Lord. 3 As by the light of opening day, The stars are all conceafd ; So earthly pleasures fade away, When Jesus is reveal'd. 4 Creatures no more divide my choice, I bid them all depart; His name, his love, his gracious voice, Have fix'd my roving heart, 5 And may I hope that thou wilt own A worthless worm like me ? Dear Lord, I would be thine alone, And wholly live to thee. 309— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 58. B. 2. A miracle of Grace. 1 TTAIL, my ever blessed Jesus, JLjL Only thee I wish to singj 484 HYMN CCCX. To my soul thy name is precious, Thou my Prophet, Priest, and King. 2 Oh, what mercy flows from heav'n, Oh, what joy and happiness ! Love I much? — I've much forgiv'n — I'm a miracle of grace. 3 Once, with Adam's race in ruin, Unconcern'd in sin I lay ; Swift destruction still pursuing, Till my Saviour pass'd that way. 4 Witness, all ye hosts of heav'n, My Redeemer's tenderness ! Love I much ? — I've much forgiv'n— I'm a miracle of grace. 5 Shout, ye bright angelic choir ; Praise the Lamb enthron'd above ; While, astonish'd, I admire God's free grace and boundless love. 6 That bless'd moment I receiv'd him, Fill'd my soul with joy and peace ; Love I much ? — I've much forgiv'n— I'm a miracle of grace. 310— L. M. Hymn 59. B. 3 Distinguishing Grace acknowledged. 1 T HEAR a voice that comes from far j -L From Calvary it sounds abroad ; It soothes my soul, and calms my fear : It speaks of pardon bought with blood. 2 And is it true, that many fly The sound that bids my soul rejoice ; And rather choose in sin to die, Than turn an ear to mercy's voice ? HYMN CCCXI. 485 3 Alas, for those ! — the day is near, When mercy will be heard no more ; Then will they ask in vain to hear The voice, they would not hear before. 4 With such, I own, T once appear'd, But now I know how great their loss ; For sweeter sounds were never heard Than mercy utters from the cross. 5 But let me not forget to own, That if I differ aught from those, 'Tis due to sov'reign grace alone, That oft selects its proudest foes. 311— P. M. 7. Hymn 56. B. 2. Choosing the heritage of God's people. 1 "DEOPLE of the living God ! JL I have sought the world around, Paths of sin and sorrow trod, Peace and comfort no where found : Now to you my spirit turns, Turns, — a fugitive unblest ; Brethren, where your altar burns, Oh, receive me into rest. 2 Lonely I no longer roam, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave, Where you dwell shall be my home, Where you die shall be my grave : Mine the God whom you adore — Your Redeemer shall be mine ; Earth can fill my soul no more, Ev'rj idol I resign. 486 HYMN CCCXIL 312-P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 95. B. 2. Forsaking all, to follow Christ. 1 TESUS, I my cross have taken, •I All to leave, and follow thee ; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shalt be. Perish, ev'ry fond ambition, All I've sought, or hop'd, or known ; Yet how rich is my condition ! God, and heav'n, are still my own. 2 Let the world despise, and leave me ; They have left my Saviour too ; Human hearts and looks deceive me, Thou art not like them untrue ; And whilst thou shalt smile upon me, God of wisdom, love, and might, Foes may hate, and friends disown me, Show thy face, and all is bright. 3 Go then, earthly fame, and treasure, Come disaster, scorn, and pain ; In thy service, pain is pleasure, With thy favour, loss is gain. I have called thee Abba, Father, I have set my heart on thee : Storms may howl, and clouds may gather, All must work for good to me. 4 Man may trouble and distress me, 'Twill but drive me to thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me, Heav'n will bring me sweeter rest. Oh ! 'tis not in grief to harm me ; While thy love is left to me : Oh ! 'twere not in joy to charm me, Were that joy unmix'd with thee. HYMN CCCXIII. 487 5 Soul, then know thy full salvation ; Rise o'er sin, and fear, and care ; Joy to find, in every station, Something still to do, or bear. Think what Spirit dwells within thee ; Think what Father's smiles are thine; Think that Jesus died to win thee ; Child of Heav'n, can'st thou repine? 6 Haste thee on from grace to glory, Arm'd by faith, and wing'd by pray'r ; Heav'n's eternal day's before thee, God's own hand shall guide thee there. Soon shall close thy earthly mission, Soon shall pass thy pilgrim days ; Hope shall change to glad fruition, Faith to sight, and pray'r to praise. 313— CM. Hymn 60. B. 2. Asking the way to Zion. 1 TNQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way JL That leads to Zion's hill, And thither set your steady face, With a determined will. 2 Invite the strangers all around, Your pious march to join ; And spread the sentiments you feel Of faith and love divine. 3 Oh, come, and to his temple haste, And seek his favour there ; Before his footstool humbly bow, And pour your fervent pray'r! 4 Oh, come, and join your souls to God, In everlasting bands ; Accept the blessings he bestows, With thankful hearts and hands. 488 HYMN CCCXIV, CCCXV. 314— C. M. Hymn 63. B. 2. Deliverance from evil companions. 1 npHE giddy world, with flatt'ring tongue, JL Had charm'd my soul astray, And lur'd my heedless feet to death, Along the flow'ry way. 2 My heart, with agonizing pray'r, Besought the Lord to save ; Unseen he seiz'd my trembling hand, And brought me from the grave. 3 He broke the charm, which drew tny feet To darkness and the dead : From lips profane, and tongues impure With quiv'ring steps I fled. 4 Homeward I flew to find my God, And seek his face divine ; Restor'd to peace, to hope, to life, To Zion's friends, and mine. 31 5— C. M. Hymn 54. B. 2 Penitential Gratitude. 1 T3 ISE, O my soul, the hours review, J-V When aw'd by guilt and fear, To Heav'n for grace thou durst not sue, And found no rescue here : 2 Thy tears are dried, thy griefs are fled, Dispell'd each bitter care; For Heav'n itself hath lent its aid, To save thee from, despair. 3 Hear, then, 0 God ! thy work fulfil, And, from thy mercy's throne, Vouchsafe me strength to do thy will, And to resist mine own. HYMN CCCXVL CCCXVII. 489 4 So shall my soul each pow'r employ Thy mercy to adore ; While Heavn itself proclaims with joy— " One pardoivd sinner more !" 316— L. M. Hymn 55. B. 2. The Converts grateful acknowledgment. 1 "[\/TY soul, with humble fervour raise JLVJL To God the voice of grateful praise, And ev'ry mental pow'r combine, To bless his attributes divine. 2 Deep on my heart let mem'ry trace His acts of mercy and of grace ; Who, with a Father's tender care, Sav*d me when sinking in despair ; 3 Gave my repentant soul to prove The joy of his forgiving love ; Pour'd balm into my bleeding breast, And led my weary feet to rest. 31 7— L. M. Hymn 61. B. 2. Not ashamed of Jesus. 1 TESUS! and shall it ever be, •J A mortal man asham'd of thee ! Asham'd of thee, whom angels praise, Whose glories shine thro' endless days ! 2 Asham'd of Jesus ! — sooner far Let ev'ning blush to own a star : He sheds the beams of light divine O'er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Asham'd of Jesus ! — just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon ; 'Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright morning Star, bid darkness flee. 21* 490 HYMN CCCXVIII. 4 Asham'd of Jesus! — that dear friend, On whom my hopes of heav'n depend ! No ! when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere his name. 5 Asham'd of Jesus ! — yes I may — When I've no guilt to wash away — No tear to wipe — no good to crave — No fear to quell — no soul to save. 6 Till then — nor is my boasting vain— Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! And 0 may this my glory be, That Christ is not asham'd of me ! 318— L. M. Hymn 62. B. 3. Renewal of self-dedication. HAPPY day, that fbc'd my choice On thee, my Saviour, and my God ! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad. 2 0 happy bond, that seals my vows To him, who merits all my love ! Let cheerful anthems till his house, While to that sacred shrine I move. 3 'Tis done :— -the great transaction's done, I am my Lord's, and he is mine : He drew me. — and I folio w'd on — Charm'd to confess the voice divine. 4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest ; With ashes who would grudge to part, When call'd on angels' bread to feast? 5 High heav'n, that heard the solemn vow, That vow renew'd shall daily hear : Till in life's latest hour I bow, And bless in death a bond so dear, o S1 HYMN CCCXIX, CCCXX. 491 319— L. M. Hymn 24, Pt. 2. B. 1. Influence of Grace. ELF-righteous souls on works rely, And boast their moral dignity ; But when I lisp a song of praise, Grace is the note my soul shall raise. 2 'Twas grace that quicken'd me when dead, And grace my soul to Jesus led ; Grace brings me pardon for my sin ; 'Tis grace subdues my lusts within. 3 'Tis grace, that sweetens ev'ry cross, 'Tis grace supports in ev"ry loss ; In Jesus' grace my soul is strong ; Grace is my hope, and Christ my song. 4 'Tis grace defends when danger's near; By grace alone I persevere ; 'Tis grace constrains my soul to love — Free grace is all they sing above. 5 Thus, 'tis alone of grace I boast, And "tis alone in grace I trust; For all that's past, grace is my theme ; For what's to come, 'tis still the same. 6 Thro' endless years, of grace I'Jl sing, Adore and bless my heav'nly King ; I'll cast my crown before his throne, And shout free grace to him alone. 320— S. M. Hymn 66. B. 2. Salvation by Grace. 1 /^"l RACE ! 'tis a charming sound ; VJ Harmonious to the ear ! Heav'n with the echo shall resound, And all the earth shall hear. 492 HYMN CCCXXL 2 Grace first contriv'd the way, To save rebellious man ; And all the steps that grace display, Which drew the wond'rous plan. 3 Grace led my roving feet To tread the heav'nly road ; And new supplies each hour I meet, While pressing on to God. 4 Grace all the work shall crown, Through everlasting days ; It lays in heaven the topmost stone, And well deserves the praise. 321— C. M. Hymn 22, Pt. 3. B. t Triumphs of Grace. 1 A MAZING grace ! how sweet the sonnd, -ZjL That sav'd a wretch like me ! I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. 2 'Twas grace, that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears reliev'd ; How precious did that grace appear, The hour I first believ'd ! 3 Thro' many dangers, toils and snares, I have already come ; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home. 4 The Lord has promis'd good to me, His Word my hope secures ; He will my Shield and Portion be, As long as life endures. 5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease ; HYMN CCCXXII. 493 I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace. 6 There, joys unseen by mortal eyes, Or reason's feeble ray, In ever-blooming prospects rise, Unconscious of decay. 7 Then now, on faith's sublimest wing, Let ardent wishes rise, To those bright scenes, where pleasures spring Immortal in the skies. 322— C. M. Hymn 33, Pt. 3. B. 1 Conversion and Faith. 1 T" ORD, we adore thy matchless ways, I A In bringing souls to thee ; We sing and shout eternal praise, For grace so full and free. 2 " What must I do," the jailer cries, "To save my sinking soul?" " Believe in Christ," the Word replies, "Thy faith- shall make thee whole." 3 Our works are all the works of sin, Our nature quite deprav"d ; Jesus alone can make us clean : By grace are sinners sav'd. 4 " Believe, believe," the gospel cries, " This is the living way :" From faith in Christ our hopes arise, And shine to perfect day. 5 Come, sinners, then, the Saviour trust, To wash you in his blood ; To change your hearts, subdue your lust, And bring you home to God. 194 HYMN CCCXXIII, CCCXXIV. 323— L. M. Hymn 1, Pt. 2. B. 1. In life and death I belong to Christ. 1 "T ET thoughtless thousands choose the road _Li That leads the soul away from God ; This happiness, dear Lord, be mine, To live and die entirely thine. 2 On Christ, by faith, my soul would live, From him, my life, my all receive : To him devote my fleeting hours ; Serve him alone with all my pow'rs. 3 Christ is my everlasting all, To him I look, on him I call ; He ev'ry want will well supply, In time, and thro' eternity. 4 Soon will the Lord, my life, appear ; Soon shall I end my trials here ; Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain : To live is Christ, — to die is gain. 324— L. M. Hymn 89. B. 2. Life and Safety in Christ alone. 1 f I ^HOU only Sov'reign of my heart, JL My refuge, my Almighty Friend : And can my soul from thee depart, On whom alone my hopes depend 1 2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go, A wretched wand"rer from my Lord 1 Can this dark world of sin and woe, One glimpse of happiness afford ? 3 Thy Name my inmost pow'rs adore ; Thou art my life, my joy, my care ; Depart from thee ! — 'tis death — 'tis more, 'Tis endless ruin — deep despair! HYMN CCCXXV. 496 4 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; Still let me live beneath thine eye, For life, eternal life, is thine. THE CHRISTIAN. 1. His Character and Condition. 2. His Feelings or Exercises — both Jotiu* and Sorrowing. 3. His Graces and Duties. 325— L. M. Hymn 12, Pt. 4. B. I Christians. XN OT all the nobles of the earth, Who boast the honours of their birth, Such real dignity can claim, As those who bear the Christian name. 2 To them the privilege is giv'n To be the sons and heirs of heav'n ; Sons of the God who reigns on high, And heirs of joy beyond the sky. 3 On them, a happy, chosen race, Their Father pours his richest grace : To them his counsels he imparts, And stamps his image on their hearts. 4 Their infant-cries, their tender age, His pity and his love engage : He clasps them in his arms, and there Secures them with parental care. 496 HYMN CCCXXVL 5 His will he makes them early know, And teaches their young feet to go ; Whispers instruction to their minds, And on their hearts his precepts binds. 6 When thro' temptations they rebel, His chast'ning rod he makes them feel ; Then, with a Father's tender heart, He soothes the pain and heals the smart. 7 Their daily wants his hands supply, Their steps he guards with watchful eye : Leads them from earth to heav'n above, And crowns them with eternal love. 8 If I've the honour, Lord, to be One of this numrous family ; On me the gracious gift bestow, To call thee Abba, Father, too. 9 So may my conduct ever prove My filial piety and love ; Whilst all my brethren clearly trace Their Father's likeness in my face. 326— C. M. Hymn 1, Pt. 3. B. 1 The Christian's experience. 1 ~\TO strength of nature can suffice -LM 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 all my servile works were done A righteousness to raise j HYMN CCCXXVII. 497 Now freely chosen in the Son, I freely choose his ways. 4 To see the law by Christ fulfill'd, And hear his pard'ning voice, Will change a slave into a child, And duty into choice. 5 uWhat shall I do," was once the word, " That I may worthier grow ?" "What shall I render to the Lord?" Is my enquiry now. 6 I've seen how great my mis'ry is, And mourn'' d my helpless case ; I've found in Christ a righteousness, And praise him for his grace. 327— S. M. Hymn 3, Pt. 5. B. L Union to Christ. 1 TPVEAR Saviour, we are thine J-J By everlasting bands : Our names, our hearts, we would resign, And souls, into thy hands. 2 Accepted for thy sake, And justified by faith, We of thy righteousness partake, And find in thee our life. 3 To thee we still would cleave, With ever growing zeal ; If millions tempt us Christ to leave, O let them ne'er prevail. 4 Thy spirit shall unite Our souls to thee our head ; Shall form us to thy image bright, That we thy paths may tread. 498 HYMN CCCXXVIII, CCCXXIX. 5 Death may our souls divide From these abodes of clay ; But love shall keep us near thy side, Thro' all the gloomy way. 6 Since Christ and we are one, Why should we doubt or fear ? Since he in heav'n hath fix'd his throne, He'll fix his members there. 328— L. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 2. B. 1. Union with Christ. 1 ?npWIXT Jesus and the chosen race, -L Subsists a bond of sovereign grace, That hell, with its infernal train, Shall ne'er dissolve, or rend in twain. 2 Hail, sacred union, firm and strong ! How great the grace ! how sweet the song ! That worms of earth should ever be One with incarnate Deity. 3 One in the tomb, one when he rose, One when he triumphed o'er his foes ; One when in heav'n he took his seat, While seraphs sung all hell's defeat. 4 This sacred tie forbids their fears, For all he is, or has, is theirs ; With him their Head, they stand or fall, Their life, their Surety, and their all. 329— L. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 1. B. 1. Justification. 1 T ORD, thy imputed righteousness, 1 J My beauty is. my glorious dress: 'Midst flaming worlds in this array'a. With joy shall I lift up my head. HYMN CCCXXX. 499 2 When from the dust of death I rise, To take my mansion in the skies ; Ev'n then shall this be all my plea, " Jesus hath hVd and died for me." 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay ? While thro' thy blood absolv'd I am, From sin's tremendous curse and shame. 4 Thus Abraham, the friend of God, Thus all the armies bought with blood, By faith on thee alone relied, And in the Lord were justified. 5 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. 6 0 ! let the dead now hear thy voice ! Bid, Lord, thy mourning ones rejoice ; Their beauty this, their glorious dress, " Jesus, the Lord, our Righteousness." 330— C. M. Hymn 33, Pt. 1. B. 1 Work of grace. 1 "TVTOT the malicious or profane, JL l The wanton or the proud, Nor thieves, nor sland*rers, shall obtain The kingdom of our God. 2 Surprising grace ! and such were we By nature and by sin ; Heirs of immortal misery, Unholy and unclean. 3 But we are waslvd in Jesus' blood, We're pardon'd thro' his name ; And the good Spirit of our God Hath sanctified our frame. 500 HYMN CCCXXXI, CCCXXXII. 4 0 for a persevering pow'r, To keep thy just commands ! We would defile our hearts no more, No more pollute our hands. 331—L. M. Hymn 13, Pt. 3. B. J Adoption. 1 TESUS, we bless thy Father's name ; «J Thy God and ours are both the same ; What heav'nly blessings from his throne Flow down to sinners thro' his Son.' 2 " Christ be my first elect," he said, Then chose our souls in Christ our head ; Before he gave the mountains birth, Or laid foundations for the earth. 3 Thus did eternal love begin To raise us up from death and sin ; Persons and characters decreed, Blameless in love, a holy seed. 4 Predestinated to be sons; Born by degrees, but chose at once : A new regenerated race, To praise the glory of his grace. 5 With Christ our Lord, we share our part In the affections of his heart ; Nor shall our souls be thence remov'd Till he forgets his first belov"d. 332— S. M. Hymn 13, Pt. 4. B. \ Adoption. 1 "T>EHOLD what wondrous grace -D The Father has bestow'd On sinners of a mortal race, To call them sons of God ! hy:.:x ccj x:rxai. 501 2 'Tis no surprising thing, That we should be unknown ; The Jewish world knew not their King, God's everlasting Son. 3 Nor doth it yet appear How great we must be made ; But when we see our Saviour there, We shall be like our head. 4 A hope so much divine May trials well endure ; May purge onr souls from sense and sin, As Christ the Lord is pure. 5 If in my Father's love, I share a filial part, Send down thy Spirit, like a dove, To rest upon my heart. 6 We would no longer lie, Like slaves, beneath the throne ; Our faith shall Abba, Father, cry, And thou the kindred own. 333— P. M. 11. Hymn 68. B. % Precious Promises. 1 TTOW firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, XX Is laid for your faith in his excellent word! What more can he say than to you he hath said, Who unto the Saviour for refuge hath fled 1 2 "Fear not, I am with thee. O be not dismay'd, For I am thy God, and will still give thee aid ; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee to stand, Upheld by my righteous, omnipotent hand. 502 HYMN CCCXXXIV. 3 When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, The rivers of sorrow shall not overflow ; For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress. 4 "When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie, My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply; The flame shall not hurt thee, I only design Thy dross to consume, and thy gold to refine. 5 E'en down to old age, all my people shall prove My sov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love ; And then, when grey hairs shall their temples adorn, Like lambs they shall still in my bosom be borne 6 The soul that on Jesus hath lean'd for repose, I will not, I will not desert to his foes ; That soul, tho' all hell should endeavour to shake I'll never — no, never — no, never forsake." 334— P. M. 8s. Hymn 133. B. 1. The life of faith. 1 rpHE moment a sinner believes, JL And trusts in his crucified Lord, His pardon at once he receives, Redemption in full thro' his blood. 2 The Christian is dead, yet he lives, His life is with Christ, hid in God, This life now, from Christ he derives, And he lives by faith in his Lord. 3 Tho' thousands and thousands of foes Against him in malice unite, Their rage he thro' Christ can oppose, Led forth by the spirit to fight. HYMN CCCXXXV. 503 4 The faith, that unites to the Lamb, And brings such salvation as this, Is more than mere fancy or name ; The work of God's Spirit it is. 5 It says to the mountains " depart," That stand betwixt God and the soul ; It binds up the broken in heart, The wounded in conscience makes whole. 6 Christ lives by his Spirit in them, Whose hearts are renewed by grace ; And they, by their faith, live in him, A life of pure joy, love, and peace. 335— 7s. Hymn 119. Aad. Chosen in Christ. 1 /^1 OD'S own promise standeth sure; VJT Saints shall to the end endure; Safely will the Shepherd keep Those he purchased for his sheep. 2 Known to him before the sun First began its course to run, Chosen, called from above. Objects of eternal love. 3 Put thy seal upon each heart ; Thy blest image, Lord, impart; All thyself in us reveal — We the clay and thou the seal. 4 Every evil, Lord, subdue ; Make us to our duty true ; From base aifections set us free; Dead, to sin, we'll live to thee. 504 HYMN CCCXXXVI, CCCXXXVII. r 336— C. M. Hymn 155. Add Christian's Wealth. F Christ is mine," then all is mine, And more than angels know ; Both present things and things to come, And grace and glory too. 2 " If Christ is mine," then though he frown He never will forsake ; His chastisements all work for good, And but his love bespeak. 3 "If Christ is mine," I need not fear The rage of earth and hell ; He will support my feeble frame, And all their power repel. 4 "If Christ is mine," let friends forsake, And earthly comforts flee ; He, the Dispenser of all good, Is more than these to me. 5 "If Christ is mine, " I'll fearless pass Through death's tremendous vale, He'll be my comfort and my stay, When heart and flesh shall fail. 6 Let Christ assure me. " I am thine," I nothing want beside ; My soul shall at the fountain live, When all the streams are dried. 337— 8s. Hymn 118. Add. Rejoicing in Mercy. "E angels, who stand round the throne, And view my E manuel's face, — In rapturous songs make him known, Tune — tune your soft harps to his praise. Y HYMN CCCXXXVIII. 505 He form'd you the spirits you are, So happy, so noble, so good; When others sunk down in despair, Conflrm'd by his power, ye stood. 2 Ye saints, who stand nearer than they, And cast your bright crowns at his feet, His grace and his glory display, And all his rich mercies repeat : He snatch'd you from hell and the grave, He ransom'd from death and despair : For you he was mighty to save — Almighty to bring you safe there. B Oh, when will the moment appear, When I shall unite in your song ? I'm weary of lingering here, While I to your Saviour belong : I'm fetter'd, and chain'd here in clay, I struggle and pant to be free ; I long to be soaring away, My God and my Saviour to see. 4 I long to put on my attire, Wash'd white in the blood of the Lamb ; I long to be one of your choir, And tune my sweet harp to his name j I long — O, I long to be there, Where sorrow and sin bid adieu — Your joy and your friendship to share, To wonder, and worship with you. 338— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 133. B. 2 Grateful Recollection. 1 /^1 OME, thou Fount of e v'ry blessing, \-S Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; Streams of mercy, never ceasing, Call for songs of loudest praise. 22 506 HYMN CCCXXXIX. Teach me some melodious sonnet, Sung by naming tongues above ; Praise the mount — I'm fix'd upon it- Mount of God's unchanging love. 2 Here I raise my Eben-Ezer, Hither by thy help I'm come ; And I hope, by thy good pleasure, Safely to arrive at home. Jesus sought me, when a stranger, Wand'ring from the fold of God ; He, to rescue me from danger, Interpos'd with precious blood. 3 Oh ! to grace how great a debtor, Daily I'm constrain'd to be! Let that grace now, like a fetter, Bind my wand'ring heart to thee : Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it- Prone to leave the God I love — Here's my heart — 0 take and seal it; Seal it from thy courts above. 339— S. M. Hymn 76. B. 2. Heavenly Joy on Earth. 1 flOME, we who love the Lord, \J And let our joys be known ; Join in the song with sweet accord, And thus surround the throne. 2 Let those refuse to sing, Who never knew our God ; But fav'rites of the heav'nly King Should speak their joys abroad. 3 The men of grace have found Glory begun below, Celestial fruits on earthly ground, From faith and hope may grow. HYMN CCCXL. 507 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets Before we reach the heav'nly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound, And ev'ry tear be dry ; We're marching thro* Immanuel's ground To fairer worlds on high. 340— P. M. 7. Hymn 100. B. 2 Rejoicing in hope. 1 /CHILDREN of the heav'nly King, v_y As ye journey, sweetly sing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in his works and ways. 2 Ye are trav'ling home to God In the way the fathers trod, They are happy now, and ye Soon their happiness shall see. 3 Shout, ye little flock, and, blest, You near Jesus' throne shall rest-: There your seats are now prepar'd, There your kingdom and reward. 4 Fear not, brethren, joyful stand On the borders of your land : Jesus Christ, your Father's Son, Bids you undismay'd, go on. 5 Lord ! submissive make us go, Gladly leaving all below: Only thou our Leader be, And we still will follow thee. 508 HYMN CCCXLI, CCCXLII. 341— L. M. Hymn 340. Add. Final Triumph. 1 /""lOME, saints, and shout the Saviour's prais«, V_>/ To him your grateful tribute bring ; Let angels hear the notes you raise, And strike their golden harps and sing. 2 Sing, how he left the heavenly throne, And laid his splendid robes aside, Put all our mortal weakness on, And groan'd, and labour'd, wept and died. 3 Now lift your songs to nobler strains, High let your ardent passions soar ; See, where the great Redeemer reigns, And all the hosts of heaven adore. 4 Again he comes — a mighty cloud Bears him in sacred triumph down ; The trumpet sounds, it summons loud, And angels shout his high renown. 5 From realms of death, beneath the ground, The saints, in countless millions, rise ; While seraphs stand admiring round, And view the change with vast surprise. 6 Hail, mighty Prince ; thy kingdom now, Thy bliss and triumph are complete ; To thee the ransom'd myriads bow, And lay their glories at thy feet. 342— P. M. 7. Hymn 101. B. 2 Redeeming Love. 1 "\JOW begin the hea v;n!y theme, -L^l Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; Ye, who Jesus' kindness prove ; Triumph in redeeming love. HYMN CCCXLIII. 509 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, dry up your tears, Banish all your guilty fears, See your 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, Stop, and taste redeeming love. 5 Welcome, all by sin oppress'd ! Welcome to his sacred rest ! Nothing brought him from above, Nothing, but redeeming love. 6 Hither, then, your music bring, Strike aloud each joyful string ; Mortals, join the hosts above — Join to praise redeeming love. 343— L. M. Hymn 79. B. 2. Seeking rest in God. 1 T> ETURN, my soul, unto thy rest, XV From vain pursuits, and madd'ningcaresj From lonely woes that wring thy breast, The world's allurements, Satan's snares. 2 Return unto thy rest, my soul, From all the wand'rings of thy thought ; From sickness unto death made whole, Safe through a thousand perils brought. 3 Then to thy rest, my soul, return, From passions, ev'ry hour at strife ; 510 HYMN CCCXLIV, CCCXLV. Sin's works, and ways, and wages spurn — Lay hold upon eternal life. 4 God is thy rest, — with heart inclin'd To keep his word, that word believe ; Christ is thy rest, — with lowly mind, His light and easy yoke receive. 344— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 94. B. 2. The Pilgrim's Guide. 1 /~1 UIDE me, Oh, thou great Jehovah, VT Pilgrim thro' this barren land ; I am weak, but thou art mighty, Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of Heaven, Feed me till I want no more. 2 Open thou the crystal fountain, Whence the healing streams do flow : Let the fiery, cloudy pillar Lead me all my journey through : Strong Deliv'rer, Be thou still my strength and shield. 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, Bid my anxious fears subside : Death of death, and hell's destruction, Land me safe on Canaan's side : Songs of praises I will ever give to thee. 345— L. P. M. Hymn 70. B. 2. Confidence in the Mediator. HEN gath'ring clouds around I view, And days are dark, and friends are few, On him I lean, who, not in vain, Experienc'd ev'ry human pain ; He' feels my griefs, he sees my fears, And counts and treasures up my tears. w HYMN CCCXLVI. 511 2 If aught should tempt my soul to stray From heav'nly wisdom's narrow way, To fly the good I would pursue, Or do the ill I would not do ; Still he, who felt temptation's pow'r, Shall guard me in that dang'rous hour. 3 When vexing thoughts within me rise, And, sore dismay'd, my spirit dies ; Then he who once vouchsaf d to bear The sick'ning anguish of despair, Shall sweetly soothe, shall gently dry, The throbbing heart, the streaming eye. 4 When sorr'wing o'er some stone I bend, Which covers all that was a friend, And from his voice, his hand, his smile, Divides me for a little while ; Thou, Saviour, seest the tears I shed, For thou didst weep o'er Laz'rus dead. 5 And, oh ! when I have safely past Through ev'ry conflict but the last, Still, still unchanging, watch beside My bed of death — for thou hast died ; Then point to realms of endless day, And wipe the latest tear away. 346— S. M. Hymn 75. B. 2 Confidence and Submission. 1 /^1 IVE to the winds thy fears ; vX Hope, and be undismayed ; God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears, God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, and clouds, and storms, He gently clears thy way ; Wait thou his time ; so shall the night Soon end in joyous day. 512 HYMN CCCXLVII. 3 He ev'ry where hath sway, And all things serve his might ; His ev'ry act pure blessing is — His path unsullied light. 4 When he makes bare his arm, What shall his work withstand ? When he his people's cause defends, Who, who shall stay his hand ? 5 Leave to his sov'reign sway To choose, and to command ; With wonder fill'd, thou then shalt own How wise, how strong his hand. 6 Thou comprehend'st him not, Yet earth and heaven tell, God sits as Sov'reign on the throne — He ruleth all things well. 347— P. M. 7. Hymn 82. B. 2. In temptation flying to Christ. 1 TESUS, lover of my soul, «l Let me to thy bosom fly, While the billows near me roll, While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, Oh, my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide, Oh, receive my soul at last. 2 Other refuge have I none, Lo ! I, helpless, hang on thee : Leave, Oh, leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me. Thou art all my trust and aid, All my help from thee I bring ; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of thy wing ! HYMN CCCXLVIII. 513 3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; Boundless love in thee I find : Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, Heal the sick, and lead the blind. Just and holy is thy name ; I am all unrighteousness, Vile and full of sin I am ; Thou art full of truth and grace. 4 Plenteous grace with thee is found, Grace to pardon all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Let me feel them flow within. Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of thee : Spring thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 348— C. M. Hymn 85. B. 2. God a refuge. jEAR refuge of my weary soul, On thee, when sorrows rise, On thee, when waves of trouble roll, My fainting hope relies. 2 To thee I tell each rising grief, For thou alone caif st heal ; Thy word can bring a sweet relief For ev'ry pain I feel. 3 But 0 ! when gloomy doubts prevail, I fear to call thee mine ; The springs of comfort seem to fail, And all my hopes decline. 4 Yet, gracious God, where shall I flee ? Thou art my only trust ; And still my soul would cleave to thee, Tho' prostrate in the dust. 22* D1 514 HYMN CCCXLIX. 349— P. M. 7, 6. Hymn 102. B. £ Divine light breaking into the Sovl. 1 O OMETIMES a light surprises O The Christian while he sings ; It is the Lord who rises, With healing on his wings j When comforts are declining, He grants the soul again A season of clear shining, To cheer it after rain. 2 In holy contemplation, We sweetly then pursue The theme of God's salvation, And find it ever new : Set free from present sorrow, We cheerfully can say, Let the unknown to-morrow Bring with it what it may. 3 It can bring with it nothing, But He will bear us through j Who gives the lilies clothing, Will clothe his people too: Beneath the spreading heavens, No creature but is fed ; And he who feeds the ravens, Will give his children bread. 4 Tho' vine nor fig-tree either, Their wonted fruit should bear, Tho' all the fields should wither, Nor flocks nor herds be there ; Yet God the same abiding, His praise shall tune my voice ,* For while in him confiding, I cannot but rejoice. HYMN CCCL, CCCLI. 515 350— CM. Hymn 77. B. 2. Hope in Trouble. 1 TT7"HEN musing sorrow weeps the past, VV And mourns the present pain, 'Tis sweet to think of peace at last, And feel that death is gain. 2 'Tis not that murm'ring thoughts arise, And dread a Father's will ; 'Tis not that meek submission flies, And would not suffer still. 3 It is, that heav'n-born faith surveys The path that leads to light, And longs her eagle plumes to raise, And lose herself in sight. 4 It is, that hope with ardour glows, To see him face to face, Whose dying love no language knows, Sufficient art to trace. 5 It is, that harass'd conscience feels The pangs of struggling sin ; And sees, though far, the hand that heals, And ends the strife within. 6 0 let me wing my hallo w'd flight, From earth-born woe and care ; And soar above these clouds of night, My Saviour's bliss to share. 351— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 87. B. 2. Hope encouraged. MY soul, what means this sadness ? Wherefore art thou thus cast down? Let thy grief be turn'd to gladness ; Bid thy restless fears begone ; Look to Jesus, And rejoice in his dear name. o 516 HYMN CCCLI1. 2 What though Satan's strong temptations Vex and grieve thee day by day ; And thy sinful inclinations Often fill thee with dismay ? Thou shalt conquer — Thro' the Lamb's redeeming blood. 3 Tho' ten thousand ills beset thee, From without and from within ; Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee ; But will save from hell and sin ; He is faithful To perform his gracious word. 4 Tho' distresses now attend thee, And thou tread'st the thorny road ; His right hand shall still defend thee ; Soon he'll bring thee home to God ; Therefore praise him — Praise the great Redeemer's name. 5 Oh, that I could now adore him, Like the heav'nly hosts above. Who for ever bow before him, And unceasing sing his love ! Happy songsters ! When shall I your chorus join ? 352— P. M. 7. Hymn 86. B. 2 The Christian Pilgrim encouraged. 1 "piLGRIM, burden'd with thy sin, -L Haste to Z ion's gate to-day ; There, till mercy let thee in, Knock, and weep, and watch, and pray. 2 Knock — for mercy lends an ear , Weep — she marks the sinner s sigh j Watch — till heav'nly light appear ; Pray — she hears the mourner's cry. HYMN CCCLIIL CCCLIV. 517 3 Mourning Pilgrim ! what for thee In this world can now remain 1 Seek that world from which shall flee Sorrow, shame, and tears, and pain. 4 Sorrow shall for ever fly; Shame shall never enter there ; Tears be wip'd from ev'ry eye ; Pain in endless bliss expire. 353— L. M. Hymn 135. B. 1. The Conflicts of Faith. 1 TESUS, our soul's delightful choice, «l In thee believing, we rejoice ; Yet still our joy is mix'd with grief, While faith contends with unbelief. 2 Thy promises our hearts revive, And keep our fainting hopes alive ; But guilt and fears, and sorrows rise, And hide the promise from our eyes. 3 Do thou the languid spark inflame, That we may conquer in thy name ; And let not sin and Satan boast, While saints lie mourning in the dust. 4 Unequal to the conflict, Lord, Too weak to wield the shield or sword, On thine almighty arm we fall ; Be thou our Jesus, and our all. 354— L. M. Hymn 136. B. 1. The Trials of Faith. 1 T PRAY'D the Lord, that I might grow -L In faith, and love, and ev'ry grace j Might more of his salvation know, And seek more earnestly his face. 518 HYMN CCCLV. 2 'Twas he, who taught me thus to pray, And he, I trust, has answer'd prayer j But answer came in such a way, As almost drove me to despair. 3 I hop'd that in some favour'd hour, At once he*d grant me my request ; And by his love*s constraining pow'r Subdue my sins and give me rest. 4 Instead of this, he made me feel The hidden evils of my heart ; And let the angry pow"rs of hell, Assault my soul in ev'ry part. 5 Yea, more ; with his own hand, he seem'd Intent to aggravate my woe ; Cross"d all the fair designs I schem'd, Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 6 " Lord, why is this V I trembling cried, " Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death !" " 'Tis in this way,'' the Lord replied, " I answer prayer for grace and faith : 7 " These inward trials I employ, " From self and pride to set thee free; " And break thy schemes of earthly joy, " That thou mayest seek thine all in me." 355— S. M. Hymn 81. B 2 Conflict between Sin and Grace. WOULD, but cannot sing, would, but cannot pray ; For Satan meets me when I try, And frights my soul away. I would, but can't repent, Though I endeavour oft ; This stony heart can ne'er relent, Till Jesus makes it soft. I? HYMN CCCLVI. 519 3 I would, but cannot love, Though woo'd by love divine ; No arguments have pow'r to move A soul so base as mine. 4 I would, but cannot rest In God's most holy will ; I know what he appoints is best, Yet murmur at it still. 5 0 could I but believe ! Then all would easy be ; I would, but cannot — Lord, relieve, My help must come from thee 1 6 But if indeed I would, Though I can nothing do ; Yet the desire is something good, For which my praise is due. 7 By nature prone to ill, Till thine appointed hour ; I was as destitute of will As now I am of pow'r. 8 Wilt thou not crown at length The work thou hast begun, And with a will afford me strength, In all thy ways to run 1 356— C. M. Hymn 83. B. 2. In distress pleading with God. |H, that I knew the secret place, Where I might find my God ! I'd spread my wants before his face, And pour my woes abroad. I'd tell him how my sins arise, What sorrows 1 sustain ; How grace decays, and comfort dies, And leaves my heart in pain. O1 530 HYMN CCCLVII. 3 He knows what arguments I'd take To wrestle with my God ; I'd plead for his own mercy's sake, And for my Saviour's blood. 4 My God will pity my complaints, And heal my broken bones ; He takes the meaning of his saints, The language of their groans. 5 Arise, my soul, from deep distress, And banish ev'ry fear ; He calls thee to his throne of grace, To spread thy sorrows there. 357— P. M. 7. Hymn 84. B. » In Darkness. 1 /~\NCE I thought my mountain strong, v_/ Firmly fix'd, no more to move ; Then my Saviour was my song, Then my soul was fill'd with love j Those were happy, golden days, Sweetly spent in pray'r and praise. 2 Little, then, myself I knew, Little thought of Satan's pow'r ; Now I feel my sins anew ; Now I feel the stormy hour ! Sin has put my joys to flight ; Sin has turn'd my day to night. 3 Saviour, shine and cheer my soul, Bid my dying hopes revive ; Make my wounded spirit whole, Far away the tempter drive ; Speak the word and set me free, Let me live alone to thee HYMN CCCLVIII, CCCLIX. 521 358— L. M. Hymn 80. B. 2. Indwelling Sin. 1 TTTHAT jarring natures dwell within- VV Imperfect grace, remaining sin! Not this can reign, nor that prevail, Tho' each by turns my heart assail. 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die ; Now raise my songs of triumph high ; Sing a rebellious passion slain, Or mourn to feel it live again. 3 One happy hour beholds me rise, Borne upwards to my native skies : When faith assists my soaring flight, To realms of joy, and worlds of light. 4 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll, Ere earth reclaims my captive soul ; I feel its sympathetic force, And headlong urge my downward course. 5 How short the joys thy visits give ! How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve ! What clouds obscure my rising sun, Or interrupt its ray* at noon ! 6 Great God, assist me through the fight, Make me to triumph in thy might ; Thou the desponding heart canst raise, The vict'ry mine, and thine the praise. 359— S. M. Hymn 73. B. 2. Holy mourning for sin. 1 "TVlD Christ o'er sinners weep ? JLJ And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from ev'ry eye. 522 HYMN CCCLX. 2 The Son of God in tears, Angels with wonder see ! Be thou astonish'd, 0 my soul, He shed those tears for thee. 3 He wept, that we might weep ; Each sin demands a tear : In heav'n alone no sin is found, And there's no weeping there. 360— L. M. Hymn 88. B. 3 Darkness removed. 1 TTrHEN darkness long has veil'd my minci VV And smiling day once more appears, Then, my Redeemer ! then I rind The folly of my doubts and fears. 2 I chide my unbelieving heart ; And blush that I should ever be Thus prone to act so base a part, Or harbour one hard thought of thee. 3 0, let me then, at length, be taught (What I am still so slow to learn,) That God is love, and changes not, Nor knows the shadow of a turn. 4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat ; But when my faith is sharply tried, I find myself a learner yet, — Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide. 5 But, 0 my Lord, one look from thee Subdues the disobedient will ; Drives doubt and discontent away, And thy rebellious worm is still. 6 Thou art as ready to forgive, As I am ready to repine ; Thou, therefore, all the praise receive ; Be shame and self-abhorrence mine. HYMN CCCLXL CCCLXII. 523 361— S. M. Hymn 99. B. 2. Weak believers comforted. 1 TTOUR harps, ye trembling saints, JL Down from the willows take ; Loud to the praise of love divine, Bid every string awake. 2 Though in a foreign land, We are not far from home ; And nearer to our home above, We ev'ry moment come. 3 His grace will, to the end, Stronger and brighter shine : Nor present things, nor things to com©, Shall quench the love divine. 4 When we in darkness walk, Nor feel the heav'nly flame ; Then is the time to trust our God, And rest upon his name. 5 Soon shall our doubts, and fears, Subside at his control ; His loving kindness shall break through The midnight of the soul. 6 Bless'd is the man. O God, That stays himself on thee ! Who waits for thy salvation, Lord, Shall thy salvation see. 362— C. M. Hymn 177. Add. Submission and Hope. 1 A FFLICTION is a stormy deep, -ZjL Where wave resounds to wave ; Though o'er my head the billows roll, I know the Lord can save. 524 HYMN CCCLXIIT. 2 The hand that now withholds my joys, Can reinstate my peace ; And he who bade the tempest roar, Can bid the tempest cease. 3 In the dark watches of the night, I'll count his mercies o'er ; I'll praise him for ten thousand past, And humbly sue for more. 4 When darkness and when sorrow rose, And press'd on every side ; The Lord has still sustain'd my steps, And still has been my Guide. 5 Here will I rest, and build my hopes, Nor murmur at his rod ; He's more than all the world to me. My Health, my Life, my God ! 363— L. M. Hymn 176. Add Affliction Sanctified. 1 A MIDST these various scenes of ills, J\. Each stroke some kind design fulfils ; And shall I murmur at my God, When sovereign love directs the rod ; 2 Peace, rebel thoughts ! I'll not complain, My Father's smiles suspend my pain ; Smiles, that a thousand joys impart, And pour the balm that heals the smart. 3 Though Heaven afflicts, I'll not repine, Each heartfelt comfort still is mine ; Comforts that shall o'er death prevail, And journey with me through the vale. 4 Lord Jesus, smoothe that rugged way, And lead me to the realms of day, To milder skies and brighter plains, Where everlasting sunshine reigns. HYMN CCCLXIV. 521 364— C. P. M. Hymn 175. Add. In Darkness. 1 T MOURN the hidings of thy face, -L The absence of that smile, That sweetly fill'd a throne of grace, And gave my heart a resting place, From earthly care and toil. 2 How sad and desolate the night ! How gloomy is the day? Nature no more can charm the sight, Afford one comfort or delight, Without thy cheering ray. 3 Oft in the lone and silent hour I tell my tale of grief; In tears of tenderness implore, The presence of thy healing power, But tears bring no relief. 4 'Tis sin that separates from thee This poor benighted soul ; My folly and my guilt I see, Ar d now upon the bended knee, Submit to thy control. 5 Up to the place of thine abode, I lift my darken'd eye : To thee, 0 bleeding Lamb of God, Whence all the springs of life have flow'd, To thee, I raise my cry. 6 O, wilt thou lend a list'ning ear, And answer my request : Forgive and wipe the falling tear, And with thy love my spirit cheer, And set my heart at rest. 526 HYMN CCCLXV. 365— C. M. Hymn 134 B. 1 Wandering deplored. x0 FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavnly frame ; And light to shine upon the road, That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, When first I sought the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word ? 3 What peaceful hours I then enjoy'd! How sweet their menrry still ! But now I find an aching void, The world can never fill. 4 Return, 0 holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest ! I hate the sins, that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. 5 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be ; Help me to tear it from the throne, And worship only thee. 6 So shall my walk be close with God. Calm and serene my frame ; So purer light shall mark the road That leads me to the Lamb. HYMN CCCLXVI, CCCLXVII. 527 366— L. M. Hymn 169. Add. Mourning over Sin. 1 QEE a poor sinner, gracious Lord, O Whose soul, encouraged by thy word, At mercy's footstool would remain, And there would look, and look again. 2 How oft, deceived by self and pride, Has my fond heart been turn'd aside ; And, Jonah-like, has fled from thee, Till thou hast look'd again on me. 3 Ah, bring a wretched wanderer home, And to thy footstool let me come, And tell thee all my grief and pain, And wait, and look, and look again. 4 Take courage, then, my trembling soul, One look from Christ will make thee whole ; Trust thou in him, 'tis not in vain, But wait, and look, and look again. 5 Look to the Lord, his word, his throne ; Look to his strength and not thine own ; There wait and look, and look again, Thou shalt not wait, nor look in vain. 367— C. L. M. Hymn 167. Add. Faith struggling. 1 (~\ LET my trembling soul be still, V_/j While darkness veils the sky, And wait thy wise, thy holy will, Wrapt yet in mystery ; I cannot, Lord, thy purpose see, But all is well, since ruled by thee 528 HYMN CCCLXVIII, CCCLXIX. 2 Thus, trusting in thy love, I tread The path of duty on ; What though some cherish'd joys are fled, Some flatt'ring dreams are gone ? Yet purer, brighter joys remain, Why should my spirit then complain? 368— L. M. Hymn 72. B. 2. Hatred of Sin. 1 (~\K, could I find some peaceful bow'r, V_y Where sin has neither place nor pow'rj This traitor vile I fain would shun, But cannot from his presence run. 2 When to the throne of grace I flee, He stands between my God and me j Where'er I rove, where'er I rest, I feel him working in my breast. 3 When I attempt to soar above, To view the heights of Jesus' love ; This monster seems to mount the skies, And veils his glory from my eyes. 4 Lord, free me from this deadly foe. Which keeps my faith and hope so low ; I long to dwell in heav'n my home, Where not one sinful thought can come. 369— L. M. Hymn 170. Add. Inconstancy lamented. 1 AH! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart, JLx. That can from Jesus thus depart ; Thus fond of trifles vainly rove, Forgetful of a Saviour's love. 2 In vain I charge my thoughts to stay, And chide each vanity away ; In vain, alas ! resolve to bind This rebel heart, this wand'ring mind. HYMN CCCLXX. 539 3 Through all resolves, how soon it flies, And mocks the weak, the slender ties ; There's nought beneath a power divine, That can this roving heart confine. 4 Jesus, to thee I would return. And at thy feet repenting mourn ; There let me view thy pard'ning love, And never from thy sight remove. 5 O, let thy love, with sweet control, Bind all the passions of my soul ; Bid every vanity depart, And dwell for ever in my heart. 370— C. M. Hymn 171. Add Recovered Wanderer. OW oft, alas! this wretched heart 1H' How oft my roving thoughts depart, Forgetful of his word. 2 Yet sovereign mercy cries, " Return ;" Dear Lord, and may I come ? My vile ingratitude I mourn ; O, take the wanderer home. 3 And canst thou, wilt thou, yet forgive, And bid my guilt remove ? And shall a pardoivd rebel live, To speak thy wondrous love 1 4 Almighty grace, thy healing power, How glorious, how divine, That can to life and bliss restore So vile a heart as mine. 5 Thy pard'ning love, so free, so sweet, Dear Saviour, I adore ; O keep me at thy sacred feet, And let me rove no more. S3 530 HYMN CCCLXXI, CCCLXXII. 371— 8s. Hymn 172. Add. Returning Backsliders. 1 r\ SHEPHERD of Israel, divine ! v_y Too far from thy fold I have stray'd ; What hand can restore me but thine, Thus wounded, cast down, and dismay'd ? My soul would look upward to thee, Though prostrate, 111 cry from the dust ; No other salvation I see, In no other name will I trust. 2 Thou, thou art my strength and my shield, Henceforth in thy arm I'll confide ; The weapons alone I will wield, Thy wisdom and mercy provide : Salvation belongs to the Lord, Deliv'rance must come from his hand j 0 ! who would not trust in his word, Acknowledge his right to command ? 3 0 Shepherd of Israel, divine, Thy life-giving presence I feel; Let the light of thy countenance shine, Thine arm now in mercy reveal: For strength and deliv'rance I wait; On thee in my trouble I call, My sinful backslidings I hate, Uphold me, dear Lord, or I fall. 372— L. P. M. Hymn 173. Add Returning Backslider. 1 TT7EARY of wand'ring from my God, VV And now made willing to return, 1 hear, and bow beneath the rod ; To him with penitence I mourn. I have an Advocate above. A Friend before the throne of love. HYMN CCCLXXIII. 531 2 0, Jesus, full of pard'ning grace ; More full of grace than I of guilt; Yet once again I seek thy face, Whose precious blood for man was spill'dj 0, freely my backslid ings heal, And love the dying sinner still. 3 Now give me, Lord, the tender heart, That trembles at tlv approach of sin, A godly fear to me impart ; Implant and root it deep within, That I may know thy sov'reign power, And never dare offend thee more. 373— L. M. Hymn 174. Add. The Backslider's Prayer. 1 f~\ TURN, great Ruler of the skies, \~J 9 Turn from my sin thy searching eyes, Nor let th' offences of my hand Within thy book recorded stand. 2 Give me a will to thine subdued, A conscience pure, a soul renew'd ; Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom, An outcast from thy presence roam. 3 0 let thy Spirit to my heart Once more his quickning aid impart, My mind from ev'ry fear release, And soothe my troubled thoughts to peace. 4 So shall the souls, whom error's sway Has urged from thee, blest Lord, to stray, From me thy heav'nly precepts learn, And, humbled, to their God return. 532 CCCLXXIV, CCCLXXV. 374— 7s 5s. Hymn 168. Add The tried one encouraged. 1 /~1 HILD of sorrow, child of care, \J Wouldst thou learn thy griefs to bear, And escape from every snare ? Trust in God alone : Human strength is weak and vain, Sin will oft its power regain ; Humbly ask, and help obtain, From thy Father's throne. 2 Knowest thou in this vale of tears, Gloomy doubts, distracting fears, Painful months, and sorrowing years ? To the Saviour fly. He that drank the bitter cup, Bids thee in his mercy hope ; Let thy prayer be lifted up To his throne on high. 375_C. M. Hymn 178. Add Inconstancy Lamented. 1 TT7HY is my heart so far from thee, VV My God, my chief delight? Why are my thoughts no more by day With thee, no more by night 1 2 Why should my foolish passions rove ? Where can such sweetness be As I have tasted in thy love, As I have found in thee ? 3 When my forgetful soul renews The savour of thy grace, My heart presumes I cannot lose The relish all my days. HYMN CCCLXXVI. 533 4 But ere one fleeting hour is pass'd, The flatt*ring world employs Some sensual bait to win my taste, And to pollute my joys. 5 Then I repent and vex my soul, That I should leave thee so : Where will those wild affections roll, That let a Saviour go ? 6 Wretch that I am, to wander thus, In chase of false delight ! Let me be fastened to thy cross Rather than lose thy sight. 376— 8s 7s. Hymn 158. Add. The Lord is my Helper. 1 /^VFT as I look upon the road y.J That leads to yonder bless'd abode, I feel distress:d and fearful ; So many foes the passage throng, I am so weak, and they so strong, How can my soul be cheerful 1 2 But when I think of him whose power Can save me in a trying hour, And place on him reliance ; My soul is then ashamed of fear, And, though ten thousand foes appear, I bid them all defiance. 3 The dangerous road I then pursue, And keep the glorious prize in view ; With joyful hope elated ; Strong in the Lord, in him alone, Where he conducts I follow on With ardour unabated. 834 HYMN CCCLXXVII, CCCLXXVIII. 4 0 Lord, each day renew my strength And let me see thy face at length, With all thy people yonder : With them in heaven thy love declare, And sing thy praise for ever there, With gratitude and wonder. 3 7 7— C. M. Hymn 1 1 3. B. 1. Complaint and hope in Sickness. 1 T ORD, I am pain'd ; but I resign -Li My body to thy will : 'Tis grace, 'tis wisdom all divine, Appoints the pains I feel. 2 Dark are thy ways of providence, While they, who love thee, groan : Thy reasons lie conceal'd from sense, Mysterious and unknown. 3 Yet nature may have leave to speak, And plead before her God, Lest the o'erburden'd heart should break Beneath thy heavy rod. 4 These mournful groans and flowing tears Give my poor spirit ease : While ev'ry groan my Father hears, And ev'ry tear he sees. 5 Is not some smiling hour at hand, With health upon its wings ? Give it, O God, thy swift command, With all the joys it brings. 378— S. M. Hymn 159. Add. Affliction Blessed. 1 T_T OW tender is thy hand, XI 0 thou beloved Lord ! Afflictions come at thy command, And leave us at thy word. HYMN CCCLXXIX. 535 2 How gentle was the rod That chasten'd us for sin. How soon we found a smiling God Where deep distress had been. 3 A Father's hand we felt, A Father's heart we knew ; With tears of penitence we knelt, And found his word was true. 4 We told him all our grief; We thought of Jesus' love ; A sense of pardon brought relief^ And bade our pangs remove. 5 Now we will bless the Lord, And in his strength confide : For ever be his name adored, For there is none beside. 379— lis. Hymn 160. Add. Longing for Rest. 1 T AM weary of straying — O fain would I rest, X In the far distant land of the pure and the blest, Where sin can no more her blandishments spread, And tears and temptations for ever have fled. 2 I am weary of hoping — where the hope is untrue, As fair, but as fleeting, as morning's bright dew : I long for that land, whose blest promise alone Is changeless, and sure, as Eternity's throne. 3 I am weary of sighing o'er sorrows of earth, O'er joy's glowing visions, that fade at their birth; O'er the pangs of the loved, which we cannot assuage, O'er the blightings of youth, and the weakness of age. 536 HYMN CCCLXXX. 4 I am weary of loving what passes away— The sweetest, the dearest, alas ! may not stay ; I long for that land, where these partings are o'er, And death and the tomb can divide hearts no more. 5 I am weary, my Saviour of grieving thy love ; O, when shall I rest in thy presence above ? I am weary — but O, let me never repine, While thy word, and thy love, and thy promise are mine. 380— C. M. Hymn 161. Add Christian Submission. l0 LORD, my best desires fulfil, And help me to resign Life, health, and comfort to thy will, And make thy pleasure mine. 2 Why should I shrink at thy command 1 Thy love forbids my fears ; Why tremble at the gracious hand That wipes away my tears ? 3 No, let me rather freely yield What most I prize to thee ; Thou never hast a good withheld, Or wilt withhold from me. 4 Thy favour, all my journey through, Shall be my rich supply ; What more I want, or think I do, Let wisdom still deny. HYMN CCCLXXXI, CCCLXXXII. 537 381— 7s. Hymn 162. Add. Strength promised. 1 "TTTAIT, my soul, upon the Lord, VV To his gracious promise flee, Laying hold upon this word, "As thy days, thy strength shall be." 2 If the sorrows of thy case Seem peculiar still to thee, God has promised needful grace — " As thy days, thy strength shall be." 3 Days of trial, days of grief, In succession thou may est see ; This is still thy sweet relief — " As thy days, thy strength shall be," 4 Rock of Ages, I'm secure, With thy promise, full and free, Faithful, positive and sure ; '; As thy days, thy strength shall be." 382— S. M. Hymn 163. Add. Confiding. 1 TN thee, O Lord, I trust, X My hope is in thy name ; In righteousness, deliver me, Nor put my soul to shame. 2 From heaven bow down thine ear, My cause in mercy plead : My Rock, my Fortress, my Defence, Vouchsafe my soul to lead. 3 From every snare preserve, From every foe defend : For thy name's sake, O God, my Strength, Divine protection send. 23* 538 HYMN CCCLXXXIII. 4 Into thy hands, O Lord, My spirit I commend, Thou hast redeem'd me, God of truth, In death be thou my, friend. 5 I will be glad and praise, And in thy name rejoice ; In sorrow thou hast known my sou), And heard my suppliant voice. 383—89. Hymn 164. Add. The Christians Portion. 1 npHE Lord is my Strength, and my Song, JL The Lord is my Life, and my Light, His praises shall dwell on my tongue. Though plunged in the darkness of night: Temptations and trials must come, Chastisements, afflictions severe ; Yet these shall but hasten me home, And bid me in glory appear. 2 My spirit is burden'd with grief, And fainting with sorrow and care, To Jesus I'll fly for relief, I'll seek for deliverance there: How tender and gracious thou art, My Saviour, my Shepherd, my Friend, Still rule in this desolate heart, Preserve me, through grace, to the end. 3 Yes, thou art my Strength, and my Song, The Guide of my pilgrimage here; And though tribulation be strong, Thy love can preserve me from fear : Still, still let me lean on thy breast, And pour out my sorrows to thee, For there shall my spirit And rest, Thy presence is heaven to me. HYMN CCCLXXXIV, CCCLXXXV. 539 384— 8s 7s. Hymn 165. Add. Submission. 1 TESUS, while our hearts are bleeding, «J O'er the spoils that death has won, We would, at this solemn meeting, Calmly say, " Thy will be done." 2 Though cast down, we're not forsaken, Though afflicted, not alone ; Thou didst give, and thou hast taken, Blessed Lord, " Thy will be done." 3 Fill us now with deep contrition, Take away these hearts of stone, And may all, with true submission, Meekly say, " Thy will be done." 4 Though to-day we're fill'd with mourning, Mercy still is on the throne ; With thy smiles of love returning, We can sing, " Thy will be done." 5 By thy hands the boon was given, Thou hast taken but thine own ; Lord of earth, and God of heaven, Evermore, "Thy will be done." 385— C. M. Hymn 166. Ado. Devout Gratitude. 1 "TTTHO can have greater cause to sing, VV Who greater cause to bless, Than we, the children of a King, Than we, who Christ possess ? 2 We late were Satan's captives led, And hell had been our end, Hadst thou not for our pardon bled— The sinner's only Friend. 540 HYMN CCCLXXXVI. 3 For this we will employ our tongue, Nor shall our praises cease ; We evermore will sing that song, " The Lord, our righteousness." 4 No other God we know but thee, None else did us create j Thy glory may we ever be, 0 holy Advocate. 5 We daily prove thee still the same, Whene'er our need we see ; Thou bearest still a Saviour's name, Our Saviour thou shalt be. 6 Nor law, nor sin, nor hell, nor death, Shall us from thee divide, Strongly we hold that precious faith, For us our Saviour died. 386— P. M. 6, 8! Hymn 74. R 2. Spiritual Peace. 1 /^lOME, heav'nly peace of mind, V> I sigh for thy return ; 1 seek, but cannot find The joys for which I mourn ; Ah ! where's the Saviour now, Whose smiles I once possess'd 1 Till he return, 1 bow, By heaviest grief oppress'd ; My days of happiness are gone, And I am left to weep alone. 2 I tried each earthly charm — In pleasure's haunts I stray'd— I sought its soothing balm — I ask'd the world its aid ; But ah ! no balm it had To heal a wounded breast^ HYMN CCCLXXXVII. 541 And I, forlorn and sad, Must seek another rest ; My days of happiness are gone, And I am left to weep alone. 3 Where can the mourner go, And tell his tale of grief? Ah ! who can soothe his woe, And give him sweet relief? Thou, Jesus ! canst impart, By thy long-wish'd return, Ease to this wounded heart, And bid me cease to mourn ; Then shall this night of sorrow flee, And I rejoice, my Lord, in thee. Graces and Duties. Love to Christ. H 387— C. M. Hymn 71. B. 2. Love to God. APPY the heart where graces reign, Where love inspires the breast : Love is the brightest of the train, And strengthens all the rest. Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain, And all in vain our fear ; Our stubborn sins will fight and reign, If love be absent there. 'Tis love that makes our cheerful feet In swift obedience move ; The devils know, and tremble too; But Satan cannot love. 542 HYMN CCCLXXXVIII, CCCLXXXIX. 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. 5 Before we quite forsake our clay, Or leave this dark abode, The wings of love bear us away To see our smiling God. 388— S. M. Hymn 121. Add. Christian Love. 1 T OVE is the fountain, whence JLi All true obedience flows ; The Christian serves the God he loves, And loves the God he knows. 2 He treads the heavenly road, And neither faints nor tires ; That generous love which warms his breast With fortitude inspires. 3 No burden seems so great, No task so hard appears, But this he cheerfully performs, And that he meekly bears. 4 May love — that shining grace — O'er all my powers preside ; Direct my thoughts, suggest my words, And every action guide. 389— C. M. Hymn 122. Add Love to Christ. 1 "PVO not I love thee, 0 my Lord? J-J Behold my heart and see ; And cast each worthless idol out, That dares to rival thee. HYMN CCCXC. 54? 2 Is not thy name melodious still To my attentive ear? Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound My Saviour's voice to hear 1 3 Do not I love thee from my soul 1 Then let me nothing love : Dead be my heart to every joy, When Jesus cannot move. 4 Hast thou a lamb in all thy flock I would disdain to feed 1 Hast thou a foe before whose face I fear thy cause to plead ? 5 Could not my heart pour forth its blood In honour of thy name 1 And challenge the cold hand of death To damp th' immortal flame? 6 Thou know'st I love thee, dearest Lord, But 0, I long to soar Far from the sphere of mortal joys, And learn to love thee more. 390— C. M. Hymn 123. Add, Clinging to Christ. 1 f 1^0 whom, my Saviour, shall I go, JL If I depart from thee ? My Guide through all this vale of wo, And more than all to *ne. 2 The world reject thy gentle reign, And pay thy death with scorn ; Oh, they could plat thy crown again, And sharpen every thorn. 3 But I have felt thy dying love Breathe gently through my heart, To whisper hope of joys above ; And can we ever part? 544 HYMN CCCXCI, CCCXCII. 4 Ah, no ! with thee I'll walk below, My journey to the grave ; To whom, my Saviour, shall I go, When only thou canst savf». 391— L. M. Hymn 124. Add. Love. 1 "YTES, I would love thee, blessed God, JL Paternal goodness marks thy name ; Thy praises, through thy high abode, The heavenly hosts with joy proclaim. 2 Freely thou gav'st thy dearest Son, For man, to suffer, bleed, and die : And bidd'st me, as a wretch undone, For all I want on him rely. 3 In him thy reconciled face, With joy unspeakable I see, And feel thy powerful, wondrous grace, Draw and unite my soul to thee. 4 Whene'er my foolish, wandering heart, Attracted by a creature's power, Would from this blissful centre start, Lord, fix it there, to stray no more. 392— 8s. Hymn 125. Add. Longing for Christ. 1 TTOW tedious and tasteless the hours, XI When Jesus no longer I see ! The woodlands, the fields, and the flowers, Have lost all their sweetness to me. His name yields the richest perfume, And softer than music his voice ; His presence can banish my gloom, And bid all within me rejoice. HYMN CCCXCIII. 545 2 Content with beholding his face, My all to his pleasure resign'd, No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind ; While blest with the sense of his love, A palace a toy would appear ; And prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus would dwell with me there. 3 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my Sun and my Song, Say, why do I languish and pine, And why are my winters so long? 0 drive these dark clouds from my sky, Thy soul-cheering presence restore ; Or take me up to thee, on high, Where winter and cloud are no more. 393— L. M Hymn 126. Add. Chrisfs Love. 1 TESUS, thy boundless love to me «J No thought can reach, no tongue declare j O knit my thankful heart to thee, And reign without a rival there. 2 Thy love, how cheering is its ray; All pain before its presence flies : Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away, Where'er its healing beams arise. 3 0 let thy love my soul inflame, And to thy service sweetly bind ; Transfuse it through my inmost frame, And mould me wholly to thy mind. 4 Thy love in sufferings be my peace ; Thy love in weakness make me strong; And when the storms of life shall cease, Thy love shall be my heaven and song. 546 HYMN CCCXCIV, CCCXCV. 394— 7s. Hymn 127. Add. Lovest thou me? 1 TT ARK, my soul, it is the Lord 5 XX 'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word; Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee ; " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me ? 2 " I deliver'd thee when bound, And, when wounded, heal'd thy wound ; Sought thee wandering, set thee right, Turn'd thy darkness into light. 3 " Can a woman's tender care Cease towards the child she bare 1 Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. 4 " Mine is an unchanging love, Higher than the heights above ; Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. 5 " Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done ; Partner of my throne shalt be, Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?" 6 Lord, it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint ; Yet I love thee, and adore, 0 for grace to love thee more ! 395— L. M. Hymn 128. Add. The Christian's Pattern. 1 1X.TY dear Redeemer, and my Lord, J-VX I read my duty in thy word, But in thy life the law appears Drawn out in living characters. HYMN CCCXCVI. 547 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such def rence to thy Father's will ; Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe, and make them mine. 3 Cold mountains and the midnight air Witnessed the fervour of thy prayer ; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict and thy victory too. 4 Be thou my pattern ; make me bear More of thy gracious image here ; Then God, the Judge, shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb. 396— P. M. 7. Hymn 78. B. 2 Self -Examination. 1 ) rTMS a point I long to know, X Oft it causes anxious thought : — Do I love the Lord, or no? Am I his, or am I not ? 2 If 1 love, why am I thus? Why this dull, and lifeless frame? Hardly, sure, can they be worse, Who have never heard his name. 3 Could my heart so hard remain, Pray'r a task and burden prove — ■ Ev'ry trifle give me pain — If I knew a Saviour's love ? 4 When I turn my eyes within, All is dark, and vain, and wild ; Fill'd with unbelief and sin — Can I deem myself a child ? 5 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mix'd with all I do ; You. who love the Lord indeed, Tell me — is it so with you ? 548 HYMN CCCXCVTI. 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall ; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all 1 7 Could I joy his saints to meet, Choose the ways I once abhorr'd— Find, at times, the promise sweet If I did not love the Lord ? 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case ! Thou, who art thy people's sun ; Shine upon thy work of grace, If it be indeed begun. 9 Let me love thee more and more, If I love at all, I pray ; If I have not lov'd before, Help me to begin to-day. 397— C. M. Hymn 90. B. 2. Love to the creature dangerous. 1 TTOW vain are all things here below I XI How false, and yet how fair ! Each pleasure has its poison too, And every sweet a snare. 2 The brightest things below the sky Give but a flatt'ring light ; We should suspect some danger nigh, Where we possess delight. 3 Our dearest joys, and nearest friends, The partners of our blood, How they divide our wav'ring minds, And leave but half for God. 4 The fondness of a creature's love, How strong it strikes the sense! HYMN CCCXCVIII, CCCXCIX. 549 Thither the warm affections move, iS'or can we call them thence. 5 Dear Saviour, let thy beauties be My soul*s eternal food ; And grace command my heart away From all created good. Love of Brethren. 398— S. M. Hymn 21, Pt 4. B. 1 Christian Love. 1 T ET party-names no more -Li The Christian world o'erspread j Gentile and Jew, and bond and free, Are one in Christ their head. 2 Among the saints on earth Let mutual love be found ; Heirs of the same inheritance, With mutual blessings crown'd. 3 Let envy, child of hell ! Be banish'd far away ; Those should in strictest friendship dwell, Who the same Lord obey. 4 Thus will the church below Resemble that above, Where streams of pleasure ever flow, Aud ev'ry heart is love. 399— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 153. Add. Brotherly Love. 1 "DRETHREN, let us walk together J-J In the bonds of love and peace ; 550 HYMN CCCC. 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 on the road ; Foes on ev'ry side beset us, Snares through all the 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 j 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. 5 Soon our Father will receive us, As we hope to dwell above ; Nothing then shall harm or grieve us, We shall all his goodness prove : Wrath and discord Ending in eternal love. 400— S. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 3. B. 1 Communion of Saints. 1 T)LEST be the tie that binds -D Our hearts in Christian love ; The fellowship of kindred minds Is like to that above. HYMN CCCC1. 551 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 sympathising tear. 4 We're one in Christ our head, In him we grow, and thrive ; Nor will he leave us with the dead While he remains alive. 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 Thro' all eternity. 401— C. M. Hymn 64. B. 2. Christian Fellowship. 1 f\UR souls, by love together knit, V_/ Cemented, mixt in one, One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice ; 'Tis heav'n on earth begun ! 2 Our hearts have often burn'd within, And glow'd with sacred fire, While Jesus spoke, and fed, and blest, And fill'd th' enlarged desire. 532 CCCCII. 3 The little cloud increases still. The heav'ns are big with rain ; We haste to catch the teeming show'r, And all its moisture drain. 4 A rill, a stream, a torrent flows ! But pour a mighty flood ; Oh ! sweep the nations, shake the earth, Till all proclaim thee God. 5 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And sett'st thy starry crown ; When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, Proclaim'd by thee thine own ; 6 May we, a little band of love, We sinners, sav'd by grace, From glory unto glory chang'd, Behold thee face to face. 402— L. M. Hymn 65. B. 2. Christian Fellowship. 1 TTOW blest the sacred tie that binds, XJLln union sweet, according minds 1 How swift the heav'nly course they run, Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one. 2 To each, the soul of each how dear ! What jealous love, what holy fear ! How doth the gen'rous flame within Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow, For human guilt and mortal woe ; Their ardent pray'rs together rise, Like mingling flames in sacrifice. HYMN CCCCIII. 553 4 Together oft they seek the place, Where God reveals his awful face ; — At length they meet in realms above, A heav*n of joy — because of love. 403— C. M. Hymn 154. Add. Christians one family. 1 /^lOME, let us join our friends above, V^ That have obtain'd the prize ; And on the eagle wings of love, To joys celestial rise. Let all the saints terrestrial, sing With those to glory gone , For all the servants of our King, In heaven and earth are one. 2 One family, we dwell in him ; One church above, beneath j Though now divided by the stream — The narrow stream of death: One army of the living God, To his command we bow ; Part of his host have cross'd the flood, And part are crossing now. 3 Ten thousand to their endless home This solemn moment fly ; And we are to the margin come, And in our turn must die. His militant, embodied host, With wishful looks we stand, And long to see that happy coast, And reach the heavenly land. 24 554 HYMN CCCCIV, CCCCV. Faith. 404— S. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 2. B. 1 Faith. 1 T^ AITH ! — 'tis a precious grace, X Where'er it is bestow'd It boasts of a celestial birth, And is the gift of God. 2 Jesus it owns a King, An all-atoning Priest ; It claims no merit of its own, But finds it all in Christ. 3 To him it leads the soul, When fill'd with deep distress; Appropriates his precious blood, And trusts his righteousness. 4 Since 'tis thy work alone, And that divinely free ; Lord, send the spirit of thy Son To work this faith in me. 405— C. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 3. B. L Faith. 1 "1VTISTAKEN souls! that dream of heav'n, J-VJL And make their empty boast Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n, While they are slaves to lust. 2 Vain are our fancies, airy flights, If faith be cold and dead : None, but a living pow'r, unites To Christ the living head. 3 'Tis faith, that changes all the heart ; 'Tis faith, that works by love, HYMN CCCCVI. 553 That bids all sinful joys depart, And lifts the thoughts above. 4 'Tis faith, that conauers earth and hell By a celestial pow'r : This is the grace that shall prevail In the decisive hour. 5 Faith must obey her Father's will, As well as trust his grace ; A pard'ning God is jealous still For his own holiness. 6 When from the curse he sets us free, He makes our natures clean ; Nor would he send his Son to be The minister of sin. 7 His spirit purines our frame, And seals our peace with God ; Jesus and his salvation came By water and by blood. 406— L. M. Hymn 23, Pt. 5. B. 1. Faith not meritorious. 1 T)Y faith in Christ we're justified, JLj Since 'tis by faith Christ is applied; But not for faith or any thing We either suffer, do, or bring. 2 Faith is the hand, that Christ receives, And takes the treasures, which he gives ; But faith no merit can possess : Christ is the Lord our Righteousness. 3 Jesus, our soul's delightful choice, In thee believing, we rejoice ; Thy promises our hearts revive, And keep our fainting faith alive. 556 HYMN CCCCVII, CCCCVIII. A Do thou the languid spark inflame, Reveal the glories of thy name ! Let thy imputed righteousness Be all our trust, our joy and peace. 407— C. M. Hymn 69. B. 2. The power of Faith. 1 T?AITH adds new charms to earthly bliss, X. And saves me from its snares ; Its aid in ev'ry duty brings, And softens all my cares : 2 Extinguishes the thirst of sin, And lights the sacred fire Of love to God and heav'nly things, And feeds the pure desire. 3 The wounded conscience knows its pow'r, The healing balm to give ; That balm the saddest heart can cheer, And make the dying live. 4 Wide it unveils celestial worlds, Where deathless pleasures reign; And bids me seek my portion there, Nor bids me seek in vain. 408— lis. Hymn 130. Add. Steadfastness. 1 O TAND fast in the faith,' tis the mandate of God, O Once utter'd in anguish, once written in blood ; From the cross of the Lord, from the throne in the sky, It was breathed over earth, it is utter'd on high. HYMN CCCCIX. 557 2 Stand fast in the faith ; bold apostles have died With the words on their lips, careless who might deride ; Confessors and martyrs, ;mid torture and flame, Have drunk in its accents, and welcomed the shame. 3 Stand fast in the faith, for the church of the Lord Hath inscribed on her banner the glorious word ; O'er all her bright cohorts, its glory display'd, And blazon'd on harness, and buckler, and blade. 4 Stand fast in the faith, there are those at thy side Who can vanquish the foe in his ramparts of pride ; Be loyal, be valiant ; thy heart to inspire ; Lo ! the chariots of God, and the horses of fire. 5 Stand fast in the faith ; though the conflict is hot, The field hath no strife where thy Captain is not ; His eye is upon thee, thou hear'st what he saith : " Ho ! quit you like men, and stand fast in the faith." 6 Stand fast in the faith ! thougn the faithless may flee, We will peril our all, dear Redeemer, for thee ; We will stand in the conflict, assured that thine arm Shall shield ev'ry soldier from peril and harm. 409— L. M. Hymn 131. Add Power of Faith. 1 5 rrilS by the faith of joys to come, J- We walk through deserts dark as night : 558 HYMN CCCCX. Till we arrive at heaven, our home, Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies j She bids the pearly gates appear : Far into distant worlds she pries, And brings eternal glories near. 3 Cheerful we tread the desert through, While faith beholds a heavenly ray, Though lions roar, and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way. 4 So Abr'am by divine command, Left his own home to walk with God ; His faith beheld the promised land, And fired his zeal along the road. Particular Duties. 410— 7s. Hymn 143. Add. Onward. 1 TT7HEN we cannot see our way, VV We should trust and still obey ; He who bids us forward go, Will instruct the way to know. 2 Though the sea be deep and wide, Though a passage seems denied — Fearless let us still proceed, Since the Lord vouchsafes to lead. 3 Though it seems the gloom of night, Though wejrace no ray of light, Since the Lord himself is there, 'Tis not meet that we should fear. 4 Night, with him, is always bright, Where he is, there all is light ; When he calls us, why delay ? They are happy, who obey. HYMN CCCCXI, CCCCXII. 559 5 Be it ours, then, while we're here, Him to follow without fear ; Where he calls us, there to go, What he bids us, that to do. 411— L. M. Hymn 129. Add. Conformity to Christ. 1 TESUS, my Saviour, let me be tl More perfectly conform'd to thee : Implant each grace, each sin dethrone, And form my temper like thine own. 2 Let the envenonrd heart and tongue, The hand outstretclfd to do me wrong, Excite no feelings in my breast, But such as Jesus once express'd. 3 To others let me always give What I from others would receive j Good deeds for evil ones return, Nor when provoked, with anger burn. 4 This will proclaim how bright, how fair, The precepts of thy gospel are ; And God himself, the God of love, His own resemblance will approve. 412— L. M. Hymn 142. Add. Christian Consistency. 1 T^ATHER of spirits, grant that we -1- May more and more resemble thee ; Daily from strength to strength proceed, Christians in name, and so in deed. 2 In our whole lives may we express The truth and energy of grace ; A lively faith, an humble fear, And be in truth what we appear. 560 HYMN CCCCXIII, CCCCXIV. 3 By our exact obedience show, What we to thy rich mercy owe ; And thus a bright example give, To teach the world how they should live. 4 Not tire, nor stop, but still press on, To finish well the course begun ; And then receive the great reward, For such, and only such, prepared. 413— S. M. Hymn 157. Add Confidence in God. 1 TT OW gentle God*s commands, XI How kind his precepts are, " Come, cast your burdens on the Lord, And trust his constant care." 2 While Providence supports, Let saints securely dwell ; That hand which bears all nature up, Shall guide his children well. 3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind ? Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, And sweet refreshment rind. 4 His goodness stands approved, Down to the present day ; I'll drop my burden at his feet, And bear a song away. 414— C. M. Hymn 141. Add. True and false Zeal. 1 'VEAL is that pure and heavenly flame, Zj The fire of love supplies ; While that which often bears the name, Is self in a disguise. HYMN CCCCXV. 561 2 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, He knows the worth of peace ; But self contends for names and forms, Its party to increase. 3 Zeal has attaind its highest aim, Its end is satisfied, If sinners love the Saviour's name, Nor seeks it aught beside. 4 Self may its poor reward obtain, And be applauded here ; But zeal the best applause will gain When Jesus shall appear. 5 Dear Lord, the idol self dethrone, And from our hearts remove ; And let no zeal by us be shown, But that which springs from love. 415— C. M. Hymn 132. AdEACE ! 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand JL That blasts our joys in death ; Changes the visage once so dear, And gathers back the breath. 2 'Tis he, the Potentate supreme Of all the worlds above, Whose steady counsels wisely rule, Nor from their purpose move. 3 'Tis he, whose justice might demand Our souls a sacrifice ; Yet scatters with unwearied hand A thousand rich supplies. 4 Our cov'nant God and Father he, In Christ our bleeding Lord*; Whose grace can heal the bursting heart With one reviving word. 5 Silent we own Jehovah's name, We kiss the scourging hand ; And yield our comforts and our life To thy supreme command. 439_p. M. Hymn 7, Pt. 4. B. 1. Unbelief rebuked. 1 T3EG0NE, unbelief, -D My Saviour is near j 25 b!8 HYMN CCCCXXXIX. And for my relief Will surely appear; By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform , With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Tho' dark be my way, Since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'Tis his to provide : Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word, be has spoken, shall surely prevail. 3 His love, in time past, Forbids me to think He*ll leave me at last, In trouble to sink : Each sweet Ebenezer, I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to help me quite through. 4 Determin'd to save, He watch '4 o'er my path ; When, Satan's blind slave. I sported with death : And can be have taught me to trust in his name, And thus far have brought me, to put me to snarae? 5 Why should 1 complain Of want or distress, Temptation or pain ? He told me no less : The heirs of salvation, I know from his word, Thro' much tribulation, must follow the Lord. 6 How bitter that cup No heart can conceive, Which he drank quite up, That sinners might live ! His way was much rougher, and darker than mine; Did Jesus thus surfer, and shall I repine? HYMN CCCCXL, CCCCXLI. 579 7 Since all, that I meet, Shall work for my good ; The bitter is sweet, The med'cine is food : Tho' painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then, 0 how pleasant the conqueror's songl 440— C. M. Hymn 49, Pt. 2. B. 1. Resignation to the will of God. 1 rpHRO' all the downward tracts of time, JL God's watchful eye surveys ; O ! who so wise to choose our lot, Or regulate our ways ! 2 I cannot doubt his bounteous lovo, Unmeasurably kind ; To his unerring, gracious will, Be ev'ry wish resign'd. 3 Good when he gives, supremely good, Nor less when he denies ; Ev'n crosses from his sov'reign hand Are blessings in disguise. 4 Here perfect bliss can ne'er be found ; The honey's mix'd with gall ; 'Midst changing scenes and dying friends, Be thou my all in all. 441— C. M. Hymn 116. B. 2. The devout request. 1 "pATHER, whateer of earthly bliss JL Thy sov'reign will denies, Accepted at thy throne of grace, Let this petition rise : 2 " Give me a calm, a thankful heart, From ev'ry murmur free ; 580 HYMN CCCCXLII. The blessings of thy grace impart, And make me live to thee. 3 " Let the sweet hope that I am thine, My life and death attend ; Thy presence thro' my journey shine, m And crown my journey's end." 442— 7s. Hymn 149. Add. Meditation. 1 /CHRISTIAN, wouldst thou know the joy V-S Pure religion can impart ? Let her truths thy mind employ, Firmly fix thy roving heart — Till her radiance round thee shine, With an influence all divine. 2 Think, who fills a Father's throne ; How in righteousness he reigns ; What perfections he hath shown, And unchangeable remains : Countless worlds proclaim his power, And his glorious name adore. 3 Think of all that heavenly grace, Which in Christ, the Lord, appears, Till the vision of his face, A celestial glory wears : While the eye of faith may view Wonders still forever new. 4 Think upon that Spirit pure, Who the love of God reveals ; Shows the promise ever sure, And, within, his witness seals : Think upon his hallo w'd name, Till his love thy soul inflame. HYMN CCCCXLIII. 581 5 God is holy, just and good, Thou art sinful, weak and vile ; Blessings by his hand bestow'd, Round thy habitation smile : These should charm thy heart to love, These should fix thy thoughts above. 6 Dost thou now in sadness mourn, And the tear of anguish shed ? Child of hope, to God return ; Lift on high thy drooping head : Rays celestial round thee shine. Heaven and all its joys are thine. #43— L. M. Hymn 144. Add. Heavenly-Mindedness. 1 /~\ THAT my grovelling thoughts could rise, V^) And rest on things above the skies ; Where Christ, my Lord, in glory bright, Sits clothed in robes of heavenly light. 2 Why should my heart descend so low, To brood on earth, a world of wo, While heaven, where endless pleasures roll, Waits to entrance the new-born soul. 3 Sickly, and weak, and languid, I Now flutter, and attempt to fly ; But earth, and sense, and guilt combined Hang heavily upon my mind. 4 Saviour, let thine attractions be But felt in all their force by me, Then shall I mount on wings of love, And fix, and dwell " on things above." 582 HYMN CCCCXLIV. 444— P. M. 7, 6. Hymn 108. B. 2 Breathing after Heaven. ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, XK Thy better portion trace ; Rise from transitory things, Tow'rd heav'n, thy native place. Sun, and moon, and stars decay — Time shall soon this earth remove ; Rise, my soul, and haste away To seats prepar'd above. 2 Rivers to the ocean run, Nor stay in all their course : Fires ascending seek the sun, Both speed them to their source; So a soul that's born of God, Pants to view his glorious face ; Upward tends to his abode, To rest in his embrace. 3 Fly me riches, fly me cares, ^Vhile I that coast explore ; Flattring world, with all thy snares, Solicit me no more. Pilgrims fix not here their home, Strangers tarry but a night ; When the last dear morn is come, They'll rise to joyful light. 4 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, Press onward to the prize ; Soon the Saviour will return, Triumphant in the skies : There we'll join the heav'nly train, Welcome to partake the bliss ; Fly from sorrow and from pain, To realms of endless peace. HYMN CCCCXLV, CCCCXLVI. 581 445— P. M. Hymn 148. Add. Following Christ. 1 T OOK up to yonder world, I J See myriads round the throne ! Each bears a golden harp, And wears a glorious crown : With zeal they strike the sacred lyre, And strive to raise their praises higher. 2 Believing in his name, They in his footsteps trod ; His righteousness their hope, Their only plea his blood ; Lo ! now they reign with him above, Behold his face, and sing his love. 3 And shall we not aspire, Like them, our course to run ? The crown if we would wear That crown must first be won : Divinely taught, they show'd the way, First to believe, and then obey. 446— C. P. M. Hymn 150. Add. Heavenly-Mindedness. 1 "YT7ITH eyes of faith and wings of love, VV My soul would upward rise ; And converse hold with things above, And all that heavenly influence prove, Which grace divine supplies. 2 But sin will oft my heart betray, And cares from morn till e'en Command my laboring thoughts away, And my affections far astray From happiness and heaven. 584 HYMN CCCCXLVII. 3 Heaven is the portion of my soul, My treasure and my joy ; There's " naught on earth, from pole to pole," Where mountains rise or oceans roll, That should my heart employ. 4 Upward, still upward, let me soar, While in this vale of tears ; Till earthly cares and toils are o'er, And sin shall wound my heart no more— When heaven itself appears. 447— C. M. Hymn 151. Add. A Christian Life. 1 npHRICE happy souls, who born from heaven, -L While yet they sojourn here, Do all their days with God begin, And spend them in his fear. 2 'Midst hourly cares, may love present Its incense to thy throne ; And while the world our hands employs, Our hearts be thine alone. 3 As sanctified to noblest ends Be each refreshment sought ; And by each various providence Some wise instruction brought. 4 When to laborious duties call'd, Or by temptations tried, We'll seek the shelter of thy wings, And in thy strength confide. 5 As different scenes of life arise, Our grateful hearts would be With thee, amidst the social band- In solitude with thee HYMN CCCCXLVHI, CCCCXLIX. 585 6 In solid, pure delights like these, Let all my days be past ; Nor shall I then impatient wish, Nor shall I fear the last. 448— L. M. Hymn 146. Add. Contentment. 1 T^OUNTAIN of blessing, ever blest, X. Enriching all, of all possess'd j By whom the whole creation's fed, Give me, each day, my daily bread. 2 To thee my very life I owe, From thee do all my comforts flow ; And ev'ry blessing which I need, Must from thy bounteous hand proceed. 3 Great things are not what I desire, Nor dainty meat, nor rich attire ; Content with little would I be ; That little, Lord, must come from thee. 4 While wicked men, with all their store, Are ever grasping after more : With Agur's wish, I'm satisfied, Nor grudge them all the world beside. 449— C. M. Hymn 152. Add. Justice and Equity. 1 /~10ME, let us search our ways and try ; V_7 Have they been just and right ? Is the great rule of equity Our practice and delight ? 2 What we would have our neighbour do, Have we done still the same 1 And ne'er delay'd to pay his due, Nor injured his good name ? 25* r>SG HYMN CCCCL, CCCCLI. 3 In all we sell, in all we buy, Is justice our design ? Do we remember God is nigh. And fear the wrath divine ? 4 In vain we talk of Jesus' blood, And boast his name in vain, If we can slight the laws of God, And prove unjust to men. 450— C. M. Hymn 32, Pt. 1. B. 1 Gratitude. 1 TTOW can I sink, with such a prop XX As my eternal God, Who bears the earth's huge pillars up And spreads the heav'ns abroad ? 2 How can I die while Jesus lives, Who rose and left the dead ? Pardon and grace my soul receives, From mine exalted head. 3 All that I am, and all I have, Shall be for ever thine ! Whate'er my duty bids me give My cheerful hands resign. 4 Yet if I might make some reserve, And duty did not call, I love my God with zeal so great, That I would give him all. 451— C. M. Hymn 147. Adll Christian Charity. ORD, when our offerings we present Before thy gracious throne, We but return what thou hast lent, And give thee of thine own. L' HYMN CCCCLII. 587 2 The power and willingness to give, Alike proceed from thee ; We still are debtors, since we live Only by thy decree. 3 Ourselves, our all, to thee we owe ; And if we come behind What others of their wealth bestow Accept our willing mind. 4 O Lord, our contributions bless, For their appointed end ; And crown with happiest success, The cause that we befriend. 4 5 2— S. M. Hymn 1 1 5. B. 1. Charity. 1 npHY bounties, gracious Lord, JL With gratitude we own : We bless thy providential grace, Which show'rs its blessings down. 2 With joy the people bring Their ofFrings round thy throne ; With thankful souls behold we pay A tribute of thy own. 3 Accept this humble mite, Great Sov'reign Lord of all ; Nor let our nunrrous mingling sins, The fragrant ointment spoil. 4 Let a Redeemer's blood Diffuse its virtues wide ; Hallow and cleanse our ev:ry gift And all our follies hide. 5 O may this sacrifice To thee the Lord ascend, An odour of a sweet perfume Presented by his hand. 588 HYMN CCCCLIII. 6 Well pleas'd, our God shall view The products of his grace ; And in a plentiful reward Fulfil his promises. 45£— L. M. Hymn 116. B. 1. Charity. 1 rpHE gold and silver are the Lord's, JL And ev'ry blessing earth affords ; All come from his propitious hand, And must return at his command. 2 The blessings which I now enjoy, I must for Christ and souls employ ■ For if I use them as my own, My Lord will soon call in his loan. 3 When J to him in want apply, He never does my suit deny ; And shall I then refuse to give, Since I so much from him receive ? 4 Shall Jesus leave the realms of day. And clothe himself in humble clay ? Shall he become despis'd and poor, To make me rich for evermore ? 5 And shall I wickedly withhold, To give my silver and my gold ? To aid a cause my soul approves, And save the sinners Jesus loves ? 6 Expand my heart — incline me, Lord, To give the whole I can afford ; That, what thy bounty renders mine I may with cheerful hands resign. HYMN CCCCLIV, CCCCLV. 589 454— L. M. Hymn 117. B. 1. Charity. 1 "\X7 HEN Jesus dwelt in mortal clay, VV What were his works from day to day, But miracles of pow'r and grace, That spread salvation thro' our race? 2 Teach us, O Lord, to keep in view Thy pattern, and thy steps pursue ; Let alms bestow'd, let kindness done Be witness'd by each rolling sun. 3 That man may breathe, but never lives, Who much receives, but nothing gives, Whom none can love, whom none can thank ; Creation's blot, creation's blank : 4 But he, who marks, from day to day, In gen'rous acts, his radiant way, Treads the same path his Saviour trod, The path to glory and to God. 455— C. M. Hymn 118. B. 1 Charity. 1 T ESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace ! •) Thy bounties how complete ! How shall I count the matchless sum? How pay the mighty debt? 2 High on a throne of radiant light Dost thou exalted shine ; What can my poverty bestow, When all the worlds are thine ? 3 But thou hast brethren here below, The partners of thy grace ; And wilt confess their humble names Before thy Father's face. o 590 HYMN CCCCLVI. 4 In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed, And visited and cheer'd ; And in their accents of distress, My Saviour's voice is heard. 5 Thy face, with rev'rence and with love, We in thy poor would see ; O let us rather beg our bread Than keep it back from thee ! 456— L. M. " Hymn 119. B. U Charity. WHAT stupendous mercy shines Around the majesty of heav'n ! Rebels he deigns to call his sons, Their souls renew'd, their sins forgiv'n. 2 Go, imitate the grace divine, The grace that blazes like a sun ; Hold forth your fair, tho' feeble light, Thro' all your lives let mercy run. 3 Upon your bounty's willing wings, Swift fly your gifts and charity ; The hungry feed, the naked clothe, To pain and sickness health apply. 4 Pity the weeping widow's woe, And be her counsellor and stay ; Adopt the fatherless, and smooth To useful, happy life, his way. 5 Let age, with want and weakness bow'd, Your bowels of compassion move ; Let e'en your enemies be bless'd, Their hatred recompens'd with love. 6 When all is clone, renounce your deeds, Renounce self-righteousness with scorn ; Thus will you glorify your God, And thus the Christian name adorn. HYMN CCCCLVII, CCCCLVIII. 591 457— C. M. Hymn 120. B. 1 Charity. 1 T^ATHER of mercies, send thy grace, JL All pow'rful, from above, To form, in our obedient souls, The image of thy love. 2 0 may our sympathising breasts The generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy, And weep for others' woe ! 3 Not like the Levite and the Priest, Who saw, with hearts of stone, Their neighbour groaning in distress, And left him still alone. 4 When the most helpless sons of grief In sorrows low are laid ; Soft be our hearts, their pains to feel, And swift our hands to aid. 5 So Jesus look'd on dying man, When thron'd above the skies ; And, 'midst th' embraces of his God, He felt compassion rise. 6 On wings of love the Saviour flew, To raise us from the ground ; And shed the richest of his blood, A balm for ev'ry wound. 458— C. M Hymn 121. B. 3 Charity. 1 T>LEST is the man whose heart expands -13 At melting pity*s call ; And the rich blessings of whose hands Like heav'nly manna fall. 592 HYMN CCCCLIX. 2 Mercy, descending from above, In softest accents pleads ; O may each tender bosom move, When mercy intercedes ! 3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way To guide untutor'd youth ; And lead the mind, that went astray, To virtue and to truth. 4 Children our kind protection claim, And God will well approve, When infants learn to lisp his name, And their Creator love. 5 Delightful work, young souls to win, And turn the rising race From the deceitful paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace. 6 Almighty God, thy influ'nce shed To aid this good design ; The honours of thy name be spread, And all thy glory shine. 459_C. P. M. Hymn 122. B. Charity. 1 IVfOW let our hearts conspire to raise JL i A cheerful anthem to his praise, Who reigns enthron'd above : Let music, sweet as incense, rise, With grateful odours, to the skies ; The work of joy and love. 2 How many children, Lord, we see In ignorance and misery, Unprincipled, untaught ! Shall they continue still to lie In ignorance and misery 1 We cannot bear the thought. HYMN CCCCLX, CCCCLXI. 593 3 We feel a sympathising heart ; Lord, 'tis a pleasure to impart, To thee thine own we give : Hear thou our cry, and pitying see ; O let these children live to thee ! O let these children live ! 460— C. M. Hymn 117. B. 2. Retirement. 1 Tj^AR from the world, 0 Lord, I flee, -L- From strife and tumult far : From scenes where Satan wages still His most successful war. 2 The calm retreat, the silent shade, With pray'r and praise agree : And seem by thy sweet bounty made For those who follow thee. 3 Then, if thy Spirit touch the soul, And grace her mean abode, Oh, with what peace and joy and love, She there communes with God ! 4 There, like the nightingale, she pours Her solitary lays ; Nor asks a witness of her song, Nor thirsts for human praise. 461— C. M. Hymn 118. B. 2. Evening Twilight. LOVE to steal awhile away From ev'ry cumb'ring care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble, grateful pray'r. 2 I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear, 'I 594 HYMN CCCCLXII, CCCCLXIII. And all His promises to plead Where none but God can hear. 3 I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore, And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. 4 I love by faith to take a view Of brighter scenes in heav'n ; The prospect doth my strength renew, While here by tempests driv'n. 5 Thus when life's toilsome day is o'er, May its departing ray Be calm as this impressive hour, And lead to endless day. 462— C. M. Hymn 106. B. 2 Passage through Life. 1 ~\T7"E seek a rest beyond the skies, VV In everlasting day ; Through floods and flames the passage lies, But Jesus guards the way. 2 The swelling flood, and raging flame, Hear, and obey his word ; Then let us triumph in his name, Our Saviour is the Lord. 463— P. M. 11. Hymn 107. B. 2. The Pilgrim of Zion. AD pilgrim of Zion, tho1 chasten'd awhile, lS Thro" this dark vale of tears, hope bids thee to smile ; Far spent is the night ; — see approaching the day That calls thee from sorrow and sighing away. HYMN CCCCLX1V. 595 2 No tear of repentance, nor wave of the storm, Not a cloud shall e'er darken the light of that morn, Where thy sun sets no more, but for ever shall shine, Unsullied in beauty, in glory divine. 3 White thy robe, wash'd in blood, the price that was giv'n To redeem thee from earth, and raise thee to heav'n ; Where love blooms in peace, and blest joys feast thy sight, Where God is thy Glory, the Lord thy delight. 4 O Pilgrim, till then be thou instant in pray'r, Life's sorrows and pains thy Redeemer will bear ; Reposing in death, still the love that ne'er dies, Sheds light to conduct thee in peace to the skiea 464— L. P. M. Hymn 103. B. 2, The Christian Israel. 1 npHUS far on life's perplexing path, JL Thus far, thou, Lord, our steps hast led ; Snatch'd from the world's pursuing wrath, Unharm'd though floods hung o'er our head; Like ransom 'd Israel on the shore, Here then we pause, look back, adore. 2 Strangers, and pilgrims here below, Like all our fathers in their day, We to the land of promise go, Lord, by thine own appointed way ; Still guide, illumine, cheer our flight In cloud by day, in fire by night. 596 HYMN CCCCLXV. 3 Safety thy presence is, and rest. While, as the eagle o'er her brood, Flutters her pinions, stirs the nest, Covers, defends, provides them food, Bears on her wings, instructs to fly, — Thy love prepares us for the sky. 4 Protect us through the wilderness, From fiery serpents, plague, and foe ; With bread from heav'n thy people bless, And living streams where'er we go ; Nor let our rebel hearts repine, Or follow any voice but thine. 5 Thy holy law to us proclaim, But not from Sinai's top alone ; Hid in the rock-cleft, be thy name, Thy pow'r and all thy goodness shown ; And may we never bow the knee, Nor worship any God but thee. 6 When we have number'd all our years, And stand at length on Jordan's brink, Though the flesh fail with mortal fears, O let not then the spirit sink : But strong in faith, and hope, and love, Plunge through the stream to rise above. 465— L. M. Hymn 52, Pt. 1. B. 1 Temptations. 1 r I THUS far my God has led me on, A And made his truth and mercy known j My hopes and fears alternate rise, And comforts mingle with my sighs. 2 Thro' this wide wilderness I roam, Far distant from my blissful home ; Lord, let thy presence be my stay, And guard me in this dang'rous way. HYMN CCCCLXVI. 59: 3 Temptations ev'ry where annoy, And sins and snares my peace destroy j My earthly joys are from me torn, And oft an absent God I mourn. 4 My soul with various tempests toss'd ; Her hopes o"erturn'd, her projects cross'd ; Sees ev'ry day new straits attend, And wonders where the scene will end. 5 Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road, Which leads us to the mount of God 1 Are these the toils thy people know, While in the wilderness below 1 6 'Tis even so — thy faithful love Doth all thy children's graces prove ; — 'Tis thus our pride and self must fall, That Jesus may be All in all. 466— C. P. M. Hymn 264. Add The Family Vow. ll AND my house will serve the Lord : But first, obedient to his word, I must myself appear ; By actions, words, and temper, show That I my heavenly Master know, And serve with heart sincere. 2 I must the fair example set ; From those that on thy pleasure wait, Each stumbling-block remove j Their duty by my life explain ; And still in all my works maintain The dignity of love. 3 Easy to be entreated, mild, Quickly appeased and reconciled, A follower of my God ; 598 HYMN CCCCLXVII. A saint, indeed, I long to be, And lead my faithful family In the celestial road. 4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, A vessel fitted for thy use, Into thy hands receive ; Work in me both to will and do, And show them how believers true, And real Christians live. THE CHURCH. 1. General Character. 2. Her Worship. 3. Ministry. 4. Sacraments. 467—L. M. Hymn 21, Pt. 1. B. 1. The Church. 1 OHOUT! for the blessed Jesus reigns, O Thro' distant lands his triumphs spread J And sinners, freed from endless pains, Own him their Saviour and their head. 2 He calls his chosen from afar, They all at Zioivs gate arrive ; Those who were dead in sin before, By sov'reign grace are made alive. 3 Gentiles and Jews his laws obey, Nations remote their ofFrings bring, And, unconstrain'd, their homage pay To their exalted God and King. HYMN CCCCLXVIII. 599 4 0 may his Holy Church increase, His Word and Spirit still prevail ; While angels celebrate his praise, And saints his growing glories hail! 5 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb, From all below and all above ; In lofty songs exalt his name, In songs, as lasting as his love. 468— 8s 7s. Hymn 179. Add. The Glories of the Church. 1 fl LORIOUS things of thee are spoken, vJ" Zion, city of our God ; He, whose word can ne'er be broken, Chose thee for his own abode. On the Rock of Ages founded, Who can shake her sure repose ? With salvation's wall surrounded, She can smile at all her foes. 2 See the streams of living waters, Springing from eternal love, Well supply her sons and daughters, And the fear of want remove : Who can faint while such a river Onward flows her Thirst t' assuage — Grace, which, like the Lord — the giver, Never fails from age to age. 3 Round each habitation hov'ring, See the cloud and fire appear, For a glory and a cov'ring, Showing that the Lord is near. Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God ; He, whose word can ne'er be broken, Forms thee for his own abode. fiOO CCCCLXIX, CCCCLXX. 469—L. M. Hymn 185. Add. The Church. 1 ~\T7E are a garden, wall'd around, W Chosen and made peculiar ground; A little spot enclosed by grace, Out of the world's wide wilderness. 2 Like trees of myrrh and spice we stand, Planted by God the Father's hand, And all our springs in Zion flow, To make the young plantation grow. 3 Awake, 0 heavenly wind, and come, Blow on this garden of perfume, Spirit divine, descend and breathe A gracious gale on plants beneath. 4 Make our best spices flow abroad, To entertain our Saviour, God ; Let faith, and love, and joy, appear, And every grace be active here. 470— 12s lis. Hymn 183. Add. The House of God. 1 r | ^HERE'S a refuge of peace, from the tempests JL that beat, From the dark clouds that threaten, from the wild wind that blows, A holy, a sweet, and a lovely retreat, A spring of refreshment, a place of repose. 2 'Tis the house of my God — 'tis the dwelling of prayer — 'Tis the temple all hallow'd by blessing an'l praise ; If sorrow and faithlessness conquer me there, My heart to the throne of his grace I can raise, HYMN CCCCLXX1. CCCCLXXII. 601 3 For a refuge like this, oh ! what praises are due, For a rest so serene, for a covert so fair ; Ah, why are the seasons of worship so few? Ah, why are so seldom the meetings of prayer? 471— L. M. Hymn 180. Add. Admission of Members. 1 TT^INDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, _t\- A hearty welcome here receive ; May we together now partake The joys which he alone can give. 2 To you and us, by grace 'tis given. To know the Saviour's precious name ; And shortly we shall meet in heaven, Our hope, our way, our end the same. 3 May he, by whose kind care we meet, Send his good Spirit from above, Make our communications sweet, And cause our hearts to burn with love. 4 We'll talk of all he did and said, And suffer'd for us here below; The path he mark'd for us to tread, And what his mercy will bestow. 5 Thus as the moments pass away, We'll love, and wonder, and adore, And think upon that glorious day When we shall meet to part no more. 472— L. M. Hymn 181. Add. Young Converts. 1 TT7 ELCOME, ye hopeful heirs of heav'n, VV To this rich gospel feast of love ; This pledge is but the prelude given To that immortal feast above. 26 602 HYMN CCCCLXXIII. 2 How great the blessing, thus to meet Around the sacramental board, And hold, by faith, communion sweet With Christ, our dear and common Lord. 3 And if so sw3et this feast below, What will it be to meet above, Where all we see, and feel, and know, Are fruits of everlasting love. 4 Soon shall we tune the heavenly lyre, Whilst list'ning worlds the song approve ; Eternity itself expire, Ere we exhaust the theme of love. 473— C. M. Hymn 184. Add. Church's Appeal. 1 "TT7HY should st thou linger to obey VV Thy Saviour's great command'? Why from his blessed gospel feast At awful distance stand ? 2 Why shouldst thou not his death record, And with his people join, To take the sacramental bread, And sacramental wine ? 3 Why shouldst thou say " I am too young V Or fear thou art unfit? Shouldst thou not love the Saviour's name, And to his yoke submit ? 4 Why shouldst thou hesitate to go, And friendly counsel take ? His servants may resolve thy doubts, And words of comfort speak. 5 Arise, arise, go, seek advice ; And if thou art sincere, With haste obey thy dying Lord, And with his saints appear. HYMN CCCCLXXIV. 603 474— P. M. Hymn 100. B. 1. At the forming of a Church. 1 1^1 REAT Father of mankind, VX We bless that wondrous grace Which could for Gentiles find Within thy courts a place ; How kind the care our God displays, For us to raise a house of prayer 1 2 Tho' once estranged far, We now approach the throne ; For Jesus brings us near, And makes our cause his own ; Strangers no more, to thee we come, And find our home, and rest secure. 3 To thee our souls we join. And love thy sacred name ; No more our own, but thine, We triumph in thy claim : Our Father King, thy cov*nant grace, Our souls embrace, thy titles sing. 4 Here in thy house we feast On dainties all divine ; And while such sweets we taste, With joy our faces shine : Incense shall rise from flames of love, And God approve the sacrifice. 5 May all the nations throng To worship in thy house ! And thou attend the song, And smile upon their vows: Indulgent still, till earth conspire To join the choir on Zioris hill ! 604 HYMN CCCCLXXV, CCCCLXXVI. WORSHIP. 475— S. M. Hymn 182/ Add. Public Worship. 1 TJ OW pleased was I to bear XJL The friends of Zion say, Now to her courts let us repair And keep the solemn day. 2 Hither the rich and poor, Their various offerings bring. And in harmonious strains adore, Their Maker, and their King. 3 Here beams of mercy shine, And streams of goodness flow ; Here we may feast on joys divine, And taste of heaven below. 4 Here I would ever stay ; Or, if I must remove, Come, angels, bear me swift away, To brighter scenes above. 476— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 124. B 2. jit the close of Worship. 1 T ORD, dismiss us with thy blessing, J_i Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; Let us each, thy love possessing, Triumph in redeeming grace ; Oh, refresh us, Trav'ling through this wilderness ! 2 Thanks we give, and adoration, For thy Gospel's joyful sound ; May the fruits of thy salvation In our hearts and lives abound ! HYMN CCCCLXXVII. 605 May thy presence With us evermore be found ! So, whene'er the signal's giv'n, Us from earth to call away ; Borne on angels1 wings to heav'n, Glad to leave our cumbrous clay, May we, ready, Rise and reign in endless day ! 477— C. M. Hymn 156. Add. Confidence in God. 1 A PPROACH, my soul, the mercy-seat, JLl. 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, 0 Lord, am I. 3 Bow'd down beneath a load of sin, By sorrow sore oppress'd, By war without and fears within, I come to thee for rest. 4 Be thou my Shield and Hiding-place, That, shelter'd near thy side, I may my fierce accuser face, And tell him, thou hast died. 5 O, wondrous love ! to bleed and die, To bear the cross and shame, That guilty sinners, such as I, Might plead thy gracious name. 606 HYMN CCCCLXXVIII, CCCCLXXIX. 478— L. M. Hymn 45, Pt. 1. B. 1 Prayer. 1 TIT HERE is my God 1 does he retire V V Beyond the reach of humble sighs 1 Are these weak breathings of desire Too languid to ascend the skies? 2 No, Lord ! the breathings of desire, The weak petition, if sincere, Is not forbidden to aspire ; But reaches thy all-gracious ear. 3 Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye, See where the great Redeemer stands ; The glorious Advocate on high ; With precious incense in his hands. 4 He sweetens ev'ry humble groan, He recommends each broken prayer : Recline thy hope on Him alone, Whose pow*r and love forbid despair. 479— C. M. Hymn 113. B. 2 The nature of Prayer. 1 T)RAY"R is the soul's sincere desire, JL Utter'd or unexpress'd ; The motion of a hidden fire, That trembles in the breast. 2 Pray'r is the burden of a sigh, The falling of a tear ; The upward glancing of an eye, When none but God is near. 3 Pray'r is the simplest form of speech That infant lips can try ; Pray'r the sublimest strains that reach The majesty on high. HYMN CCCCLXXX. 607 4 Pray'r is the Christian's vital breath, The Christian's native air, The watchword at the gates of death i- He enters heav'n with pray'r. 5 Pray'r is the contrite sinner's voice, Returning from his ways ; While angels in their songs rejoice, And cry, " Behold, he prays !" 6 In pray'r on earth, the saints are one : They're one in word and mind ; When, with the Father and the Son, Sweet fellowship they find. 7 O thou, by whom we come to God, The life, the truth, the way, The path of pray'r thyself hast trod ; Lord, teach us how to pray. 480— C. M. Hymn 112. B. 2. Preparation for Prayer. 1 "|[~ ORD, teach us how to pray aright, -Li With rev'rence and with fear ; Though dust and ashes in thy sight, We may, we must draw near. 2 God of all grace, we come to thee, With broken, contrite hearts ; Give, what thine eyes delight to see, Truth in the inward parts. 3 Give deep humility — the sense Of godly sorrow give ; A strong desiring confidence To hear thy voice, and live ; — 4 Faith in the only sacrifice That can for sin atone ; To cast our hopes, to fix our eyes On Christ, on Christ alone ; — 6f 8 HYMN CCCCLXXXI, CCCCLXXXII. 5 Patience to watch, and wait, and weep, Though mercy long delay ; Courage our fainting souls to keep. And trust thee though thou slay. 6 Give these, and then thy will be done, Thus strengthen'd with all might, "We by thy Spirit, and thy Son, Shall pray, and pray aright. 481— L. M. Hymn 45, Pt. 3. B. 1. Exhortation to Prayer. 1 "TT7 HAT various hindrances we meet, VV In coining to a mercy-seat ! Yet who, that knows the worth of prayer, "But wishes to be often there ? 2 Prayer make3 the darken'd cloud withdraw ; Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw — Gives exercise to faith and love — Brings ev'ry blessing from above. 3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight ; Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright : And Satan trembles, when he sees The weakest saint upon his knees. 4 Were half the breath that's vainly spent, To heav'n in supplication sent — Our cheerful song would oft'ner be, '• Hear what the Lord has done for me !" 482— L. M. Hymn 125. B. 2. Social Worship. 1 " TT7HERE two or three with sweet accord, VV Obedient to their sov'reign Lord, Meet to recount his acts of grace, And offer solemn pray'r and praise — HYMN CCCCLXXXIII. 609 2 " There, says, the Saviour, will I be, Amid this little company ; To them unveil my shining face, And shed my glories round the place." 3 We meet at thy command, dear Lord, Relying on thy faithful word ; Now send thy spirit from above, Now fill o.r hearts with heav'nly love. 483— L. M. Hymn 111. B. 2 The Mercy Seat. 1 T^ ROM ev'ry stormy wind that blows, -F From ev'ry swelling tide of woes, There is a calm, a sure retreat, 'Tis found beneath the mercy seat. 2 There is a place, where Jesus sheds The oil of gladness on our heads ; A place than all besides more sweet, It is the blood-bought mercy seat. 3 There is a scene, where spirits blend, Where friend holds fellowship with friend, Though sunder'd far, by faith they meet, Around one common mercy seat. 4 Ah! whither could we flee for aid, When tempted, desolate, dismay"d ? Or how the hosts of hell defeat, Had suft'ring saints no mercy scat ? 5 There, there on eagle"s wings we soar, And sin, and sense, seem all no more ; And heav"n comes down our souls to greet, And glory crowns the mercy seat. 6 O, let my hand forget her skill, My tongue be silent, cold and still, This bounding heart forget to beat, If I forget thy mehcx seat. 2G* 610 HYMN CCCCLXXXIV. 484— lis. Hymn 120. Add Pray urithout ceasing. 1 "TT7HEN morning is rising, o'er mountain and VV lawn, And every thing waketh to welcome the dawn. When far down the valley the mists fly away, Arouse thee from slumber, arouje thee and pray. 2 And when the still noon in its beauty draws nigh, And nature seems ready to languish and die, Then halt on thy march, in the heat of the day, Then lift up thy thoughts to thy Father, and pray. 3 When evening descends like a spirit of peace, And labour and tumult grow fainter and cease, When night cometh down in her starry array, Then haste to the God of thy spirit and pray. 4 Remember his goodness, whose hand has sup plied Each want of thy bosom, nor ever denied The smiles of his bounty to gladden thy way; Remember his goodness, and gratefully pray. 5 Oh, pray to him always, in sorrow and joy, When peace is around thee, or troubles annoy; The light of his presence the storm shall allay, Or temper thy gladness — then constantly pray. HYMN CCCCLXXXV, CCCCLXXXVI. 611 485— S. M. Hymn 45, Pt 2. B. 1. The prayer of faith. 1 npHE Lord who truly knows -I- The heart of ev'ry saint, Invites us, by his holy word, To pray, and never faint. 2 He bows his gracious ear ! We never plead in vain ; Yet we must wait till he appear, And pray, and pray again. 3 Tho' unbelief suggest Why should we longer wait ? He bids us never give him rest; But be importunate. 4 'Twas thus a widow poor, Without support or friend, Beset the unjust judge "s door, And gain'd at last her end. 5 And shall not Jesus hear His chosen, when they cry ? Yes; tho' he may a while forbear, He'll not their suit deny. 6 Then let us earnest be, And never faint in prayer ; He loves our importunity, And makes our cause his care. 486— L. M. Hymn 45, Pt 4. B. I. Lord's Prayer. |UR Father, thron'd in heav'n, divine. To thy great name be praises paid : Thy kingdom come, — Thy glory shine j And thy good will be still obey'd. 0' 612 HYMN CCCCLXXXVII. 2 Give us our bread from day to clay, And all our wants do thou supply : With gospel-truth feed us, we pray, That we may never faint, nor die. 3 Extend thy grace, our hearts renew, Our each offence in love forgive ; Teach us divine forgiveness too, And, freed from evil, let us live. 4 For thine's the kingdom, and the pow'r, And all the glory waits thy name ; Let ev'ry saint thy grace adore, And sound in songs their loud Amen. 487— C. M. Hymn 46, Pt. 1. B. 1 Our Father. OV:REIGN of all the worlds on high, Allow our humble claim; Nor, while poor worms would raise their hends, Disdain a Father's name. >S 2 Our Father God ! how sweet the sound How tender and how dear ! Not all the melody of heav'n Could so delight the ear. 3 Come, sacred spirit, seal the name On my expanding heart ; And show, that in Jehovah's grace I share a filial part. 4 Cheer'd by a signal so divine, Unwav'ring I believe : Thou know*st I Abba, Father, cry, Nor can thy word deceive. HYMN CCCCLXXXVIII, CCCCLXXXIX. G13 488— L. M. Hymn 46, Pt. 2. B. 1 Our Father and our Saviour in Heaven. 1 "T\ESCEND from heav'n, immortal Dove, JL/ Stoop down and take us on thy wings ; And mount and bear us far above The reach of these inferior things ; 2 Beyond, beyond this lower sky, Up where eternal ages roll, Where solid pleasures never die, And fruits immortal feast the soul. 3 0 for a sight, a blissful sight Of our almighty Father's throne ! There sits the Saviour, crown'd with light, Cloth'd in a body, like our own. 4 Adoring saints around him stand, While thrones and pow'rs before him fall j And God shines gracious thro' the man, And sheds sweet glories on them all. 5 0 what amazing joys they feel, While to their golden harps they sing, And sit on ev'ry heav*nly hill, And spread the triumphs of their King ! 6 When shall the day, dear Lord, appear, That I shall mount, to dwell above, And stand, and bow, and worship there, And view thy face, and sing, and love 1 489— C. M. Hymn 40, Pt. 3. B. 1. Rejoicing in God our Father. 1 /^iOME, shout aloud the Father's grace, v_y And sing the Saviour's love : Soon shall you join the glorious theme, In loftier strains above. 614 HYMN CCCCXC. 2 God, the eternal, mighty God, To dearer names descends : Calls you his treasure and his joy, His children and his friends. 3 My Father God ! and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear ! Not thus could heav'n's sweet harmony Delight my listening ear. 4 Thanks to my God for ev'ry gift, His bounteous hands bestow; And thanks eternal for that love Whence all those comforts flow. 5 For ever let my grateful heart His boundless grace adore; Which gives ten thousand blessings now, And bids me hope for more. 490— C. M. Hymn 47, Pt. 1. B. 1. Hallowed be thy Name. 1 \ MONG the princes, earthly gods, il There's none hath pow'r divine ; Nor are their names nor works, O Lord, Nor natures, like to thine. 2 Thy matchless pow'r, thy sov'reign sway, The nations shall adore ; Their long misguided prayers and praise To thee, O God, restore. 3 Let all confess thy name, and know The wonders thou hast done ; Let all adore thee, God supreme, And own thee God alone. 4 While heav'n, and all who dwell on high, To thee their voices raise ; Let the whole earth assist the sky, And join t' advance thy praise. HYMN CCCCXCI, CCCCXCII. 615 491— L. M. Hymn 48, Pt. 1. B. 1 Thy kingdom come. 1 A SCEND thy throne, almighty King, -Z~\. And spread thy glories all abroad j Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners seek thy face ; Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdued by thy victorious grace. 3 0 ! let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord ; Let saints and angels praise thy name, Be thou thro' heav'n and earth ador'd. 492— L. M. Hymn 48, Pt. 2. B. 1. Prayer for the spread of the gospel. 1 T) RIGHT as the sun's meridian blaze, -D Vast as the blessings he conveys, Wide as he shines from pole to pole, And permanent as his control : 2 So, Jesus, let thy kingdom come ; Let sin and hell's terrific gloom Swift, at thy brightness, flee away, And usher in the promis'd day. 3 Then shall the heathen, fiU'd with awe, Learn the blest knowledge of tby law : And Antichrist, on ev'ry shore, Fall from his throne to rise no more. 4 Then shall thy lofty praise resound On Afric's shores — thro' Asia's ground ; And Europe with America Shall stretch their eager arms to thee. 616 HYMIS CCCCXCIII, CCCCXCIV. 5 Then shall the Jew and Gentile meet In pure devotion at thy feet : And earth shall yield thee, as thy duet Her fulness and her glory too. 493— L. M. Hymn 48, Pt. 3. B. 1, Prayer for the Jews. 1 THATHER of faithful Abra'm, hear -L Our earnest suit for Abram's seed ; Justly they claim the tend'rest prayer From us, adopted in their stead : 2 Outcasts from thee, and scatter'd wide Thro' ev'ery nation under heav'n, Blaspheming whom they crucified, Unsav"d, unpitied, unforgiv n. 3 But hast thou finally forsook. For ever cast thine own away ? Wilt thou not bid the murd*rers look On him they pierc'd. and weep and pray? 4 Come, then, thou great Deliv*rer, come ; The veil from Jacolfs heart remove, O ! bring thine ancient people home, And let them know thy dying love ! 494— L. M. Hymn 48, Pt. 4. B. 1 Millennium. OOK up, ye saints, with sweet surprise, Toward the joyful, coming day, When Jesus shall descend the skies, And form a bright and dazzling ray. Nations shall in a day be born, And swift, like doves, to Jesus fly ; The church shall know no clouds return, Nor sorrows mixing with their joy. L' RyMN CCCCXCV. 617 3 The lion and the lamb shall feed Together in his peaceful reign ; And Zion, blest with heavnly bread, Of pinching wants no more complain. 4 The Jew, the Greek, the bond, the free, Shall boast their sep'rate rights no more ; But join in sweetest harmony, Their Lord, their Saviour to adore. 5 Thus, till a thousand years be past, Shall holiness and peace prevail ; And ev'ry knee shall bow to Christ, And ev'ry tongue shall Jesus hail. 6 Then the redeemed shall mount on high, Where their deliv'ring Prince is gone ; And angels at his word shall fly, To bless them with the conq'ror's crown. 495— L. M. Hymn 49, Pt. 1. B. 1. Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven. 1 rpHOU reign st, 0 Lord, thy throne is high, JL Thy robes are light and majesty ; Thy pow'r is sov'reign to fulfil The holy counsels of thy will. 2 Thy will be done on earth below, As 'tis in heav'n ; thy giace bestow On us and all ; may we and they Renounce our wills, and thine obey. 3 While all the hosts of heav'n rejoice To yield obedience to thy voice ; In constancy, and zeal, and love, May we resemble those above. 618 CCCCXCVI, CCCCXCVII. 496— L. M. Hymn 50, Pt. 1. B. 1, Give us this day our daily bread. 1 1%/j OST gracious Father, God of all, J.VJ. To thee we come, on thee we call, By whom both man and beast are fed : Give us this day our daily bread. 2 All our supplies on thee depend ; Whate'er we want, in mercy send ; Thou art the glorious fountain-head, Give us this day our daily bread. 3 Nothing, 0 Lord, do we deserve ; The thought of merit we would dread ; 'Tis as an alms alone we crave, Give us this day our daily bread. 4 Forgiving grace do thou impart, To cheer and sanctify each heart ; May we in death join with our Head, And feed on Christ the living bread. 497— C. M. Hymn 51. B I Forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors. 1 T ORD, at thy feet we sinners lie, JLi And knock at mercy's door ; With heavy heart and downcast eye, Thy favour we implore. 2 In deep distress we seek thy face, Forgiveness to receive ; We trust our souls are taught thro' grace, Our debtors to forgive. 3 'Tis pardon, pardon we implore, O let thy bowels move ! Thy grace is an exhaustless store, And thou thyself art love. HYMN CCCCXCVIII. 619 4 0 ! for thine own, for Jesus' sake, Our many sins forgive ; Thy grace our rocky hearts can break, And breaking soon relieve. 5 Mercy, good Lord, mercy we plead, This is the total sum ; Mercy, thro' Christ, mercy we need ; Lord, let thy mercy come. 498— C. M. Hymn 52, Pt. 2, B. 1. Deliver us from evil. 1 rpEACH us, 0 Lord, aright to plead, -L For mercies from above : O ! come, and bless our souls indeed, With light, and joy, and love. 2 The gospel's promis'd land is wide, We fain would enter in ; But we are press'd on ev'ry side, With unbelief and sin. 3 Arise, O Lord, enlarge our coast, Let us possess the whole ; That Satan may no longer boast, He can thy work control. 4 0 ! may thy hand be with us still, Our guide and guardian be ; To keep us safe from ev'ry ill, Till death shall set us free. 5 Help us on thee to cast our care, And on thy word to rest ; That Israel's God, who heaieth praye*, Will grant us our request. 620 HYMN CCCCXCIX, D. 499— C. M. Hymn 52, Pt. 4. B. 1. Victory through free grace. 1 T ET me, my Saviour and my God. -Li On sov 'reign grace rely ; And own 'tis free, because bestow'd On one so vile as I. 2 Election ! 'tis a word divine ; For, Lord, I plainly see, Had not thy choice prevented mine, I ne'er had chosen thee. 3 For perseverance, strength I've none ; But would on this depend, That Jesus, having lov'd his own, Will love them to the end. 4 Empty and bare, I come to thee For righteousness divine : O ! may thy glorious merits be, By imputation, mine. 5 Free grace alone can wipe the tears From my lamenting eyes ; And raise my soul, from guilty fears, To joy that never dies. 6 Free grace can death itself out-brave, And take the sting away : Can sinners to the utmost save, And give them victory. 500— L. M. Hymn 52, Pt. 5. B. Thine is the Kingdom, Power, and Glory. 'O UR grateful tongues, immortal King, Thy glory shall for ever sing ; Our hymns, to time's remotest day, Thy truth in sacred notes display. HYMN DI. 621 2 What powW} 0 Lord, shall vie with thine ? What name among the saints, who shine, Of equal excellence possess'd, Thy sov'reignty will dare contest? 3 Thee, Lord, heav'n's host their Maker own, Thine is the Kingdom, thine alone ; Thee, endless majesty has crown'd, And glory ever vests thee round. 4 Thrones and dominions round thee fall, Thy presence shakes this lower ball : From change to change the creatures run ; But all thy vast designs are one. 5 0 wise in all thy works ! thy name Let man's whole race aloud proclaim ; And grateful, thro' the length of days, In ceaseless songs repeat thy praise. 501— L. M. Hymn 52, Pt. 6. B. 1 Home in view. IAS. when the weary trav'ler gains ±x. The height of some o'erlooking hill, His heart revives, if ?cross the plains He eyes his home, tho' distant still : 2 Thus, when the Christian pilgrim views, By faith, his mansion in the skies ; The sight his fainting strength renews, And wings his speed to reach the prize. 3 The thought of home his spirit cheers, No more he grieves for troubles past; Nor any future trial fears, So he may safe arrive at last. 4 'Tis there, he says, I am to dwell With Jesus, in the realms of day : 622 HYMN DII. There I shall bid my cares farewell, And he will wipe my tears away. 5 Jesus, on thee our hope depends, To lead us on to thine abode ; Assur'd our home will make amends For all our toil while on the road. 502— L. M. Hymn 52, Pt. 7. B. L Amen. 1 A MEN ! My Father hears my prayers, -ZjL He knows my sorrow, counts my tears, He never said to Jacob's race, In vain ye seek your Father's face. 2 Amen ! My precious Jesus lives, And access to his people gives ; A rainbow now surrounds the throne ; And in his name I boldly come. 3 Amen ! the Spirit will impart His sacred influence to my heart ; He'll teach and help me when I pray, Nor shall I go ashamed away. 4 Amen ! The words, my lips pronounce, The wishes of my soul announce • And God more willing is to give, Than I am willing to receive. 5 Amen ! I said, when first I gave Myself to Christ, that he might save ; And still my tongue repeats that word, Whene'er I call upon my Lord. 6 Amen ! I will not faint or cease, But wait as long as he shall please : Depending, praying, pressing on, Till to himself he takes me home. HYMN DHL 623 7 Amen ! The cov'nant is secure, In all things order'd well, and sure : The promises confirm'd remain ; In Christ they're yea, in him Amen. 8 Amen ! This is the Saviour's name, He is the faithful, true Amen ; As he hath said, so shall it be, Amen to all eternity. MINISTRY. 503— S. M. Hymn 99. B J. The gospel Ministry. OW beauteous are their feet, Who stand on Zion's hill ; Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal! 2 How charming is their voice, How sweet the tidings are ! " Zion, behold, thy Saviour-King, '; He reigns and triumphs here." 1HI 3 How happy are our ears That hear this joyful sound ; Which king? and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found ! 4 How blessed are our eyes, That see this heav'nly light! Prophets and kings de=ir"d it long, But died without the sight. 5 The watchmen join their voice, And tuneful notes employ; 624 HYMN DiV, DV. Jerusalem breaks forth in songs, And deserts learn the joy. 6 The Lord makes bare his arm Thro' all the earth abroad ; Let ev'ry nation now behold Their Saviour and their God. 504— C. M. Hymn 154. B. 2 The Ministerial Office. 1 T ET Zion's watchmen all awake, .1 J And take th' alarm they give ; Now let them, from the mouth of God, Their awful charge receive. 2 'Tis not a cause of small import The pastors care demands; But what might fill an angel's heart- It fill'd a Saviours hands. 3 They watch for souls, for which the Lord Did heav'nly bliss forego ; — For souls, which must for ever live, In raptures, or in woe. 4 May they that Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer, see; And watch thou daily oer their souls, That they may watch for thee. 505— L. M. Hymn 31, Pt. 3. B. 1. The Commission. 1 " /^1 0 preach my gospel, saith the Lord, VT "Bid the whole earth my grace receive; w He shall be sav'd that trusts my v^ord "And he condemn'd that wont believe. HYMN DVI. 625 t " I'll make your great commission known ; " And ye shall prove my gospel true, " By all the works, that I have done, " By all the wonders ye shall do. A " Go heal the sick, go raise the dead, " Go cast out devils in my name ; " Nor let my prophets be afraid, " Tho' Greeks reproach, and Jews blasphem* 4 " Teach all the nations my commands, " I'm with you, till the world shall end ; u All pow'r is trusted in my hands, " I can destroy, and can defend." 5 He spake, and light shone round his head, On a bright cloud to heaven he rode ; They to the farthest nations spread The grace of their ascended God. 506— L. M. Hymn 152. B. 3 Seeking direction to the choice of a Pastor. 1 OHEPHERD of Israel, bend thine ear, O Thy servants' groans indulgent hear } Perplex'd, distress'd, to thee we cry, And seek the guidance of thine eye. 2 Send forth, 0 Lord, thy truth and light, To guide our doubtful footsteps right: Our drooping hearts, 0 God, sustain, Nor let us seek thy face in vain. 3 Return, in ways of peace return, Nor let thy flock neglected mourn ; May our bless'd eyes a shepherd see, Dear to our souls, and dear to thee. 27 626 HYMN DVII, DVIII. 507— C. M. Hymn 103. B. 1 Praise to God for sending a Gospel Minister. 1 N^O thy great name, O Prince of peace, JL Our grateful songs we raise ; Accept, thou Sun of Righteousness, The tribute of our praise. 2 In widow'd state these walls no more Their mourning weeds shall wear ; Thy messenger shall joy restore, And ev'ry loss repair. 3 Thy providence our souls admire, With joy its windings trace ; And shout with one united choir The triumphs of thy grace. 4 Our happy union. Lord, maintain, Here let thy presence dwell ; And thousands, loosed from Satan's chain, Raise from the brink of hell. 5 Distressed churches pity. Lord, Their dismal breaches close ; Their sons unite in sweet accord, And troubled minds compose. 6 In all be purity maintain'd, Peace like a river flow ; And pious zeal, and love unfeign'd, In ev'ry bosom glow. 508— L. M. Hymn 102. B. 1 At the ordination of a Minister. 1 O HEPHERD of Israel, thou dost keep, O With constant care, thy humble sheep ; By thee inferior Pastors rise, To feed our souls, and bless our eyes. HYMN DIX. 627 2 To all thy churches such impart, Prepar'd according to thy heart ; "Whose courage, watchfulness, and love, Men may attest, and God approve. 3 Fed by their active, tender care, Healthful may all thy sheep appear; And, by their fair example led, The way to Zion's pastures tread ! 4 Here, hast thou listen'd to our vows, And scatter d blessings on thy house ; Thy saints are succourd, and no more As sheep without a guide deplore. 5 Completely heal each former stroke, And bless the shepherd and the flock; Confirm the hopes thy mercies raise, And own this tribute of our praise. 509— 8s. Hymn 250. Add. Prayer for Ministers. 1 T^ATHEB. of mercies, bow thine ear, Jl Attentive to our earnest prayer ; We plead for those who plead for thee j Successful may they ever be. 2 Clothe them with energy divine, And let their messages be thine : To them thy sacred truth reveal ; Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 3 Teach them to sow the precious seed ; Teach them, thy chosen flock to feed ; Teach them, immortal souls to gain — Souls that will well reward their pain. 4 Let thronging multitudes around, Hear from their lips the joyful sound : 628 HYMN DX, DXI. In humble strains thy grace implore, And feel thy new-creating power. 5 How great their work, how vast their charge ; Do thou their anxious souls enlarge, Till light through distant realms be spread, And Zion rear her drooping head. 510— C. M. Hymn 251. Add Prayer for the Minister. 1 flHIEF Shepherd of thy chosen sheep, V_^ From death and sin set free, May every under-shepberd keep His eye intent on thee. 2 With plenteous grace their hearts prepare, To execute thy will ; Compassion, patience, love, and care, •And faithfulness and skill. 3 Inflame their minds with holy zeal, The flock to feed and teach, And let them live, and let them feel, The sacred truths they preach. 4 0 never let the sheep complain, That toys which fools amuse — Ambition, pleasure, praise, or gain — Debase the shepherd's views. 51 1— L. M. Hymn 153. B. 2 At the installation of a Minister. 1 "\T7E bid thee welcome in the name VV Of Jesus our exalted Head, — Come as a servant — so he came, And we receive thee in his stead. 2 Come as a Shepherd ; guard and keep This fold from hell, and earth, and sin ; HYMN DXII. 629 Nourish the lambs, and feed the sheep, The wounded heal, the lost bring in. 3 Come as a Watchman ; take thy stand Upon thy tow'r amidst the sky, And when the sword comes on the land, Call us to fight, or warn to fly. 4 Come as an Angel, hence to guide A band of pilgrims on their way, That, safely walking at thy side, We faint not, fail not, turn, nor stray. 5 Come as a Teacher, sent from God, Charg'd his whole counsel to declare; Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, While we uphold thy hands with pray'r. 6 Come as a Messenger of peace, Fill'd with the spirit, fird with love ; Live to behold our large increase, And die to meet us all above. 512— L. M. Hymn 263. Add. Consecration. 1 "1" ONG as he lives he shall be thine ; -Li This cherish'd gift I now restore, Nor longer call the treasure mine, Given to my God for evermore. 2 Still firm in purpose, and sincere, This dedication, Lord, shall stand ; The child shall now be doubly dear As kept and guarded by thy hand. 3 Let him be early taught of God ; Prepare him in the days of youth, Amid the courts of thine abode, To bear the messages of truth. 630 HYMN DXIII. 4 Be this the object of my heart, Be this the burden of my prayer, That he tby gospel may impart To those who shall thy mercy share. 5 And may thy Spirit, dearest Lord, Help me in mem'ry to retain Each promise of thy holy word, Till hope her sweet assurance gain. SACRAMENTS. 5 1 3— C. M. Hymn 25. B. 1. The Sacraments. 1 IX/TY Saviour God, my sov'reign Prince, J-VX Reigns far above the skies ; But brings his graces down to sense, And helps my faith to rise. 2 My eyes and ears shall bless his name : They read and hear his word ; My touch and taste shall do the same, When they receive the Lord. 3 Baptismal water is designed To seal his cleansing grace ; While at his feast of bread and wine He gives his saints a place : 4 But not the waters of a flood Can make my flesh so clean, As, by his Spirit and his blood, He'll wash my soul from sin. 5 Not choicest meats, nor noblest wines, So much my heart refresh, HYMN DXIV. 63J As when my faith goes thro' the signs, And feeds upon his flesh. 6 I love the Lord, that stoops so low, To give his word a seal : But the rich grace his hands bestow, Exceeds the figures still. BAPTISM. 514— L. M. Hyinn 26, Pt. 1. B. 1. Baptism. 1 jnpWAS the commission of our Lord, JL Go, teach the nations, and baptize : The nations have received the word Since he ascended to the skies. 2 He sits upon th' eternal hills, With grace and pardon in his hands, And sends his cov'nant, with the seals, To bless the distant heathen lands. 3 Repent and be baptized, he saith, For the remission of your sins ; And thus our sense assists our faith, And shows us what his gospel means. 4 Our souls he washes in his blood, As water makes the body clean ; And the good Spirit of our God Descends like purifying rain. 5 Thus we engage ourselves to thee, And seal our cov'nant with the Lord ; O may the great eternal Three In heav'n our solemn vows record ! 632 HYMN DXV. 51 5— L. M. Hymn 27, Pt. 1. B. 1 Baptism is not Regeneration. 1 rilHE sacraments are holy signs J- And precious gospel seals ; They 'xhibit what the Lord designs, And what his word reveals. 2 But these are not themselves the grace Which signs and seals set forth ; The supper's not the sacrifice, Nor water the new birth. 3 The sacraments were never meant A substitute for grace ; They're not the truths they represent, Nor must they take their place. 4 Sinners may publicly profess, And signs and seals receive, Of what they never did possess, Or what they don't believe. 5 Man may baptize, but 'tis the Lord Regenerates the heart; None but the Spirit, by his word, That blessing can impart. 6 Preserve us, Lord, from self-deceit, From resting on a sign ; Bestow what symbols indicate, And give us life divine. 7 Let none who preach the gospel hide This solemn truth from men : They may with water be baptiz'd, Yet not be born again. HYMN DXVI. 633 516— C. M. Hymn 27, Pt 2. B. 1. Infant Baptism. 1 rpHUS saith the mercy of the Lord, JL I'll be a God to thee ; I'll bless thy num'rous race, and they Shall be a seed to me. 2 Abra'm believd the promis'd grace, And gave his child to God ; But water seals the blessing now, That once was seal'd with bloocL 3 Jesus the ancient faith confirms, To our forefathers giv'n ; He takes young children to his arms, And calls them heirs of heav'n. 4 Our God, how faithful are his ways ! His love endures the same : Nor from the promise of his grace, Blots out his children's name. 5 With the same blessings grace endows The Gentile and the Jew; If pure and holy be the root, Such are the branches too. 6 Then let the children of the saints Be dedicate to God ; Pour out thy Spirit on them, Lord ! And wash them in thy blood. 7 Thus to the parents and their seed Shall thy salvation come ; And num"rous households meet at last In one eternal home. 8 Thy faithful saints, eternal King! This precious truth embrace ; To thee their infant offspring bring, And humbly claim thv grace. 27* 634 HYMN DXVII, DXVIII. 517— L. M. Hymn 27, Pt. 3. B. 1. Baptism is instituted instead of Circumcision. 1 rj^HUS did the sons of Abra'm pass -L Beneath the bloody seal of grace ; The young disciples bore the yoke, Till Christ the painful bondage broke. 2 By milder ways doth Jesus prove His Father's cov'nant, and his love ; He seals to saints his glorious grace, And not forbids their infant race. 3 Their seed is sprinkled with his blood, Their children set apart for God ; His Spirit on their oifspring shed, Like water pour'd upon the head. 4 Let ev'ry saint with cheerful voice In this large covenant rejoice : Young children, in their early days, Shall give the God of Abra'tn praise. 518— C. M. Hymn 27, Pt. 4. B. 1. Infant Baptism. 1 fllHE Saviour, with inviting voice, -L Says, " Let your children come ; " For them there's love within my breast, "And in my kingdom room." 2 Lord, at thy call, we bring our babes, And give them up to thee ; Let angels, and let men, behold, And all our witness be. 3 Now our dear offspring are baptiz*d According to his word : As Abra'm his did circumcise, Obadient ts the Lord. HYMN DXIX, DXX. 635 4 This water, sprinkled on the child, Doth a rich emblem show Of pouring out the Spirit's grace, To form the heart anew. 519— C. M. Hymn 27, Pt. 5. B. 1. Infant Baptism. 1 "DEHOLD what condescending love JD Jesus on earth displays ; To babes and sucklings he extends The riches of his grace. 2 " Forbid them not,'' is his command ; Then why should men resist ? Our children now may be baptiz'dj The church of such consist. 3 With flowing tears and thankful hearts, We bring them, Lord, to thee ; Receive them, Jesus, to thine arms ; Thine may they ever be. 4 Thine may they be ; for ever thine, Thy ransom'd, purchas'd seed : 0 ! let this seal of sprinkling, now, Be own'd of thee indeed. 5 Here, parents, with thanksgiving view Your right to what you've done ; Let songs of praises sound aloud To the great Three in One. 520— C. M. Hymn 26, Pt. 2. B. 1. Improvement of Baptism. 1 A TTEND, ye children of your God j -£A- Ye heirs of glory, hear : For accents, so divine as these, Might charm the dullest ear. 636 HYMN DXXI 2 Baptiz'd into your Saviour's death, Your souls to sin must die ; With Christ your Lord, ye live anew, With Christ ascend on high. 3 There by his Father's side he sits, Enthron*d divinely fair ; Yet owns himself your Brother still, And your Forerunner there. 4 Rise from these earthly trifles, rise On wings of faith and love ; Above your choicest treasure lies, And be your hearts above. 5 But earth and sin will drag us down, When we attempt to fly : Lord, send thy strong attractive pow'r To raise and fix us high. lORDS SUPPER. 521— L. M. Hymn 28, Pt. 1. B. 1. The Lord's Supper. 1 ?rilWAS on that dark, that doleful night, -L When pow'rs of earth and hell arose Against the Son of God's delight, And friends betray'd him to his foes : 2 Before the mournful scene began, He took the bread, and bless"d, and brake ; What love thro' all his actions ran ! What wondrous words of grace he spake ! 3 This is my body, broke for sin, Receive and eat the living food ; Then took the cup, and bless'd the wine : 'Ti$ the new covenant in my blood. HYMN DXXII. 637 4 For us his flesh with nails was torn, He bore the scourge, he felt the thorn ; And justice pour'd upon his head Its heavy vengeance, in our stead. 5 For us his vital blood was spilt, To buy the pardon of our guilt; When for black crimes of greatest size, He gave his soul a sacrifice. 6 Do this, (he cried,) till time shall end, In mem'ry of your dying friend : Meet at my table, and record The love of your departed Lord. 7 Jesus, thy feast we celebrate, We show thy death, we sing thy name ; Till thou return, and we shall eat The marriage-supper of the Lamb. 522— C. M. Hymn 151. B. 2. Lord's Supper. F human kindness meets return, And owns the grateful tie ; If tender thoughts within us burn, To feel a friend is nigh ; 2 Oh ! shall not warmer accents tell The gratitude we owe To Him, who died our fears to quell, Our more than orphan's woe ? 3 While yet his anguish'd soul survey'd Those pangs he would not flee, What love his latest words display'd ! "Meet and remember me.'' 4 Remember thee ! thy death, thy shame, Our sinful hearts to share ! Oh, memory ! leave no other name But His recorded there. ir 638 HYMN DXXIII. 523— C. M. Hymn 30, Pt. 3. B. 1. The Communicant. 1 TTOW sweet and awful is the place, XI With Christ within the doors ; While everlasting love displays The choicest of her stores ! 2 Here ev'ry bowel of our God With soft compassion rolls ; Here peace and pardon, bought with blood, Is food for dying souls. 3 While all our hearts, and all our songs, Join to admire the feast ; Each of us cries with thankful tongues, "Lord, why was I a guest"?" 4 " Why was I made to hear thy voice, " And enter while there's room ; When thousands make a wretched choice, "And rather starve than come?" 5 'Twas the same love, that spread the feast, That sweetly forc'd us in ; Else we had still refus'd to taste, And perish'd in our sin. 6 Pity the hypocrites, O Lord, Direct them how to come ; Teach them to know and fear thy word, And bring the strangers home. 7 We long to see thy churches full ; That all the chosen race May with one voice, and heart, and soul, Sing thy redeeming grace. HYMN DXXIV. 639 524— S. M. Hymn 29. B. 1. The Lord's Supper. 1 TESUS invites his saints ti To meet around his board ; Here pardon'd rebels sit, and hold Communion with their Lord. 2 For food he gives his flesh ; He bids vis drink his blood ; Amazing favour ! matchless grace Of our descending God ! 3 The sacred elements Remain mere wine and bread ; But signify and seal the love Of Christ our cov'nant head. 4 This holy bread and wine Maintains our fainting breath ; By union with our living Lord, And int'rest in his death. 5 Our heav*nly Father calls Christ and his members one ; We the young children of his love, And he the fust-born Son. 6 We are but sev'ral parts Of the same broken bread ; The body hath its sev'ral limbs, But Jesus is the head. 7 Let all our pow'rs be join'd His glorious name to raise : Pleasure and love fill ev'ry mind, And ev'ry voice be praise. 640 HYMN DXXV, DXXVI. 525— L. M. Hymn 53. B. 1, Let a man examine himself, and so let him eat. 1 TTTHAT strange perplexities arise! V V What anxious fears and jealousies ! What crowds in doubtful light appear ! How few, alas, approved and clear ! 2 And what am 1 1 — My soul, awake, And an impartial survey take ; Does no dark sign, no ground of fear, In practice or in heart, appear ? 3 What image does my spirit bear 1 Is Jesus form'd and living there ? Say, do his lineaments divine, In thought, and word, and action shine ! 4 Searcher of hearts, O search me still ; The secrets of my soul reveal : My fears remove ; let me appear To God, and my own conscience, clear. 5 May I, consistent with thy word, Approach thy table, O my Lord ? May I among thy saints appear ? Shall I a welcome guest be there ? 6 Have I the wedding garment on, Or do I, naked, stand alone ? O ! quicken, clothe, and feed my soul, Forgive my sins, and make me whole. 526— L. M. Hymn 54. B. 1. Preparation. 1 T^ TERNAL King, enthroned above, JlJ Look down in faithfulness and love ; Prepare our hearts to seek thy face, And grant us thy reviving grace. HYMN DXXVII. 641 2 Long have we heard the joyful call, But yet our faith and love are small : Our hearts are torn with worldly cares, And all our paths are fill"d with snares. 3 Unworthy to approach thy throne, Our trust is fix'd on Christ alone ; In him thy cov'nant stands secure, And will from age to age endure. 4 0 ! let us hear thy pard'ning voice, And bid our mourning hearts rejoice ; Revive our souls, our faith renew, Prepare for duties now in view. 5 Make all our spices flow abroad, A grateful incense to our God ; Let hope, and love, and joy appear, And ev'ry grace be active here. 527— L. M. Hymn 55. B. 1 Preparation. 1 M^HE broken bread, the blessed cup, JL On which we now are call'd to sup, Without thy help and grace divine, Will prove no more than bread and wine. 2 But come, great Master of the feast, Dispense thy grace to ev'ry guest : Direct our views to Calvary, And help us to remember thee. 3 Let us with light and truth be blest, That on thy bosom we may rest ; And at thy supper each may learn Thy broken body to discern. 4 0 that our souls may now be fed With Christ, himself, the living bread ; That we the cov'nant may renew, And to our vows be render'd true ! 642 HYMN DXXVIII. 528— C. M. Hymn 56. B. 1. Invitation. 1 "\TE wretched, hungry, starving poor, JL Behold a royal feast ! Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, For ev'ry humble guest. 2 See Jesus stands with open arms ; He calls, he bids you come ; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms: But see, there yet is room — 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart : There love and pity meet ; Nor will he bid the soul depart, That trembles at his feet. 4 In Him the father reconcil'd Invites your souls to come ; The rebel shall be call'd a child, And kindly welcom'd home. 5 0 ! come, and with his children taste The blessings of his love ; While hope attends the sweet repast Of nobler joys above. 6 There, with united heart and voice Before th' eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstasies unknown. 7 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come ; Ye longing souls, the grace adore ; Approach, there yet is room. HYMN TJXXIX, DXXX. 643 529— C. M. Hymn 57. B. 1, Invitation. 1 rpHE King of heav'n his table spread^ JL And blessings crown the board j Not Paradise, with all its joys, Could such delight afford. 2 Pardon and peace to dying men, And endless life are giv'n ; Thro' the rich blood that Jesus shed, To raise our souls to heav'n. 3 Ye hungry poor, that long have stray'd In sins dark mazes, come ; Come, from your most obscure retreats, And grace shall find you room. 4 Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here ; And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear. 5 All things are ready, come away, Nor weak excuses frame ; Crowd to your places at the feast, And bless the founder's name. 530— L. M. Hymn 58. B. L Invitation. 1 flOME in, ye blessed of the Lord, V-^ Ye that believe his holy word ; Come, and receive his heav'nly bread, The food with which his saints are fed. 2 Your Saviour's boundless goodness prove, And feast on his redeeming love ; Come, all ye happy souls, that thirst, The last is welcome as the first. 644 HYMN DXXXI. 3 Come to his table, and receive Whate'er a pard'ning God can give ; His love thro' ev'ry age endures ; His promise and himself are yours. 531— P. M. 8. 7, 4 Hymn 59. B. L Invitation — It is finished. 1 XT ARK ! the voice of love and mercy XJL Sounds aloud from Calvary ; See ! it rends the rocks asunder, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky ! « It is finish'd !" Hear the dying Saviour cry. 2 It is finish'd ! 0 what pleasure Do these precious words afford ! Heav'nly blessings, without measure, Flow to us from Christ the Lord : It is finished ! Saints, the dying words record. 3 Finish'd, all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law ! Finish'd, all that God had promis'd ; Death and hell no more shall awe : It is finish'd ! Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 4 Happy souls, approach the table, Taste the soul-reviving food ! Nothing's half so sweet and pleasant, As the Saviour's flesh and blood. It is finish'd ! Christ has borne the heavy load. 5 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, Join to sing the pleasing theme ; All on earth, and all in heav'n, Join to praise Immanuel's name ! Hallelujah ! Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! HYMN DXXXII, DXXXIII. 645 532— L. M. Hymn 60. B. 1. The memorials of our absent Lord. 1 TESUS is gone above the skies, J Where our weak senses reach him not; And carnal objects court our eyes, To thrust our Saviour from our thought 2 He knows what wand'ring hearts we have, Apt to forget his lovely face : And, to refresh our minds, he gave These kind memorials of his grace. 3 The Lord of life this table spread With his own flesh, and dying blood ; We on the rich provision feed, And taste the wine, and bless our God. 4 Let sinful sweets be all forgot, And earth grow less in our esteem ; Christ and his love fill ev'ry thought, And faith and hope be fix'd on him. i While he is absent from our sight, 'Tis to prepare our souls a place ; That we may dwell in heav'nly light, And live for ever near his face. 6 Our eyes look upwards to the hills, Whence our returning Lord shall come ; We wait thy chariot's awful wheels, To fetch our longing spirits home. 533— C. M. Hymn 61. B. 1. The love of Christ. 1 TTOW condescending, and how kind, XI Was God's eternal Son ! Our mis'ry reach'd his heav'nly mind, And pity brought him down. 646 HYMN DXXXIV. 2 When justice, by our sins provok'd, Drew forth his dreadful sword ; He gave his soul up to the stroke, Without a murm'ring word. 3 Here we receive repeated seals Of Jesus' dying love : Hard is the wretch that never feels One soft affection move. 4 Here let our hearts begin to melt, While we his death record ; And with our joy for pardon'd guilt, Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord. 534— C. M. Hymn 62. B. 1. Christ the Bread of Life. 1 ~|~ ET us adore th' eternal word, JLi 'Tis he our souls hath fed ; Thou art our living stream, O Lord, And thou th' immortal bread. 2 Bless'd be the Lord, that gives his flesh To nourish dying men ; And often spreads his table fresh, Lest we should faint again. 3 Our souls shall draw their heav nly breath, Whilst Jesus rinds supplies ; Nor shall our graces sink to death " For Jesus never dies. 4 The God of mercy be ador'd, Who calls our souls from death ; Who saves by his redeeming word, And new-creating breath. 5 To praise the Father, and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join. HYMN DXXXV. 647 535— L. M. Hymn 63. B. 1. On the first approach to the Lord's Table. 1 T ORD, I am thine, entirely thine, 1 J Purchas*d and sav'd by blood divine ; With full consent thine I would be, And own thy sov"reign right in me. 2 Here, Lord, my flesh, my soul, my all, I yield to thee beyond recall ; Accept thine own, so long withheld ; Accept what I so freely yield. 3 Grant one poor sinner more a place Among the children of thy grace; A wretched sinner, lost to God, But ransom'd by Immanuel's blood. 4 Thine would I live — thine would I die ; Be thine thro' all eternity; The vow is past beyond repeal ; And now I set the solemn seal. 5 Be thou the witness of my vow, Angels and men attest it too ; That to thy board I now repair, And seal the sacred contract there. 6 Here, at that cross, where flows the blood That bought my guilty soul for God; Thee, my new Master, now I call, And consecrate to thee my all. 7 Do thou assist a feeble worm, The great engagement to perform ; Thy grace can full assistance lend, And on that grace I dare depend. 648 HYMN DXXXVI, DXXXVII. 536— C. M. Hymn 64. B. U Faith, Hope, and Love. 1 rpHE blest memorials of thy griefj -L The suff'rings of thy death, We come, dear Saviour, to receive, But would receive with faith. 2 The tokens sent us to relieve Our spirits, when they droop, We come, dear Saviour, to receive, But would receive with hope. 3 The pledges, thou wast pleas'd to leave, Our mournful minds to move, We come, dear Saviour, to receive, But would receive with love. 4 Here, in obedience to thy word, We take the bread and wine ; The utmost we can do, dear Lord, For all beyond is thine. 5 Increase our faith, and hope, and love ; Lord, give us all that's good : We would thy full salvation prove, And share thy flesh and blood. 537— L. M. Hymn 65. B. 1 Struggling against Unbelief. 1 T)ITY a helpless sinner, Lord, JL Who would believe thy gracious word j Who owns his heart, with shame and grief, A sink of sin and unbelief. 2 Lord, in thy house, I read, there's room, And vent'ring hard, behold I come ; But can there, Saviour ! can there be, Among thy children, room for me ? HYMN DXXXVIII 649 I eat the bread and drink the wine : But 0! my soul wants more than sign! I faint, unless I feed on thee, And drink thy blood as shed for me. For sinners, Lord, thou cam"st to bleed ; And I'm a sinner vile indeed ; Lord, I believe thy grace is free : 0 ! magnify thy grace in me. 538— P. M. Hymn 66. B. We celebrate his dying love. 1 TESUS, once for sinners slain, •) From the dead was rais'd again ; And in heav*n is now set down With his Father on his throne. 2 There he reigns a King supreme : We shall also reign with him : Feeble souls, be not dismay'd ; Trust in his almighty aid. 3 He has made an end of sin ; And his blood hath wash'd us clean ; Fear not, he is ever near ; Now, even now, he's with us here. 4 Thus assembling, we, by faith, Till he come, show forth his death : Of his body, bread's the sign' ; And we view his blood in wine. 5 Saints on earth, with saints above Celebrate his dying love ; And let ev'ry ransom 'd soul Sound his praise from pole to pole. 28 650 HYMN DXXXIX, DXL. 539— L. M. Hymn 28, Pt. 2. JB. 1. Communion with Christ at his table. i mo X i Jesus, our exalted Lord, Dear name, by heav'n and earth ador'd! Fain would our hearts and voices raise A cheerful song of sacred piaise. 2 But all the notes which mortals know, Are weak, and languishing, and low j Far, far above our humble songs, The theme demands immortal tongues. 3 Yet while around his board we meet, And humbly worship at his feet ; 0 let our warm affections move, In glad returns of grateful love ! 4 Let faith our feeble senses aid, To see thy wondrous love display:d ; Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins, Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 5 Let humble penitential woe, With painful, pleasing anguish, flow ; And thy forgiving smiles impart Life, hope, and joy to ev'ry heart. 540— L. M. Hymn 67. B. 1. The Gospel Feast. 1 TTOW rich are thy provisions, Lord ! XI Thy table furnish'd from above; The fruits of life o'erspread the board, The cup o'erflows with heav'nly love. 2 Thine ancient family, the Jews, Were first invited to the feast : We humbly take what they refuse, And Gentiles thy salvation taste. HYMN DXLI. 651 3 We are the poor, the blind, the lame, And help was far, and death was nigh ! But, at the gospel call, we came, And ev'ry want receiv'd supply. 4 From the high way that leads to hell, From paths of darkness and despair, Lord, we are come with thee to dwell, Glad to enjoy thy presence here. 5 What shall we pay the eternal Son, That left the heav'n of his abode ; And to this wretched earth came down, To bring us wand'rers back to God 1 6 It cost him death to save our lives ; To buy our souls, it cost his own : ; And all the unknown joys he gives, Were bought with agonies unknown. 7 Our everlasting love is due To Him, that ransom'd sinners lost, And pitied rebels, when he knew The vast expense his love had cost 8 To God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praise, and glory giv'n, By all on earth, and all in heav'n. 541— L. M. Hymn 68. B. 1. Not ashamed of Christ crucified. 1 A T thy command, our dearest Lord, J\ Here we attend thy dying feast ; Thy blood, like wine, adorns thy board, And thine own flesh feeds evry guest. 2 Our faith adores thy bleeding love, And trusts for life in one that died j 652 HYMN DXLII. We hope for lieav'nly crowns above, From a Redeemer crucified. 3 Let the vain world pronounce its shame, And fling their scandals on the cause; We come to boast our Saviour's name, And make our triumphs in his cross. 4 With joy we tell the scoffing age, He, that was dead, has left his tomb ; He lives above their utmost rage, And we are waiting till he come. 542— C. M. Hymn 69. B. 1- His flesh is meat indeed. 1 TTE'RE at thy table, Lord, we meet, XI To feed on food divine; Thy body is the bread we eat, Thy precious blood the wine. 2 He, that prepares this rich repast, Himself comes down and dies; And then invites us thus to feast Upon the sacrifice. 3 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow ; 0 what delightful food ! We eat the bread and drink the wine, But think on nobler good. 4 The bitter torment he endur'd Upon tlv accursed tree, For me, each welcome guest may say, 'Twas all sustained for me. 5 Sure there, was never love so free, Dear Saviour, so divine : Well may'st thou claim that heart of me, Which owes so much to thine ! HYMN DXL1II, DXLIV. 653 543— P. M. Hymn 70. B. 1. The blood of Christ. 1 TTE sin-sick souls, draw near, JL And banquet with your King, His royal bounty share, And loud hosannas sing : Here mercy reigns, here peace abounds, Here's blood to heal your dreadful wounds. 2 He's on a throne of grace, And waits to answer prayer : What tho' your sin and guilt Like crimson doth appear"? The blood of Christ divinely flows A healing balm for all thy woes. 3 0 wondrous love and grace! Did Jesus die for me 1 Were all my num'rous debts Discharg'd on Calvary ? Yes, Jesus died — the work is done ; He did for all my sins atone. 4 On earth I'll sing his love, In heav'n I too shall join The ransom'd of the Lord, In accents all divine ; And see my Saviour face to face, And ever dwell in his embrace. 544— C. M. Hymn 71. B. 1. This Cup is the New Testament in my blood, 1 n~>HE promise of my Father's love -L Shall stand for ever good ; He said, and gave his soul to death, And seal'd the grace with blood. 654 HYMN DXLV. 2 To this dear cov'nant of thy word, I set my worthless name ; I seal tlv engagement to my Lord, And make my humble claim. 3 The light, and strength, and pard'ning grace, And glory, shall be mine : My life and soul, my heart and flesh, And all my pow'rs, are thine. 4 I call that legacy my own, Which Jesus did bequeath ; 'Twas purchas'd with his dying groan, And ratified in death. 5 Sweet is the mem'ry of his name, Who bless*d us in his will ; And to his testament of love, Made his own life the seal. 545— L. M. Hymn 72. B. 1, Worthy is the Lamb that was slain. 1 /~~\ THE sweet wonders of that cross, V_7 Where God the Saviour lov'd and died ! Her noblest life my spirit draws From his dear wounds, and bleeding side. 2 I would for ever speak his name In sounds to mortal ears unknown : With angels join to praise the Lamb, And worship at his Father's throne. 3 All hail ! thou great Immanuel, hail ! Ten thousand blessings on thy name ! While thus thy wondrous love we tell, Our bosoms feel the sacred flame. 4 Come, quickly come, immortal King ! On earth thy regal honours raise ; The full salvation promis'd bring, Then ev'ry tongue shall sing thy praise ! HYMN DXLVI, DXLVII. 655 546— L. M. Hymn 73. B. I. Thanksgiving. 1 ri^HE food on which thy children live, _L Great God, is thine alone to give : And we, for grace receiv'd, would raise A sacred song of love and praise. 2 How vast, how full, how rich, how free, Dear Jesus, thy rich treasures be ! To the full fountain of our joys We gladly come for fresh supplies. 3 For this we wait upon thee, Lord, For this we listen to thy word : Descend, like gentle show'rs of rain, Nor let our souls attend in vain. 547— C. M. Hymn 74. B. 1 Thanksgiving. 1 T ORD, at thy table I behold J— i The wonders of thy grace ; But most of all admire, that I Should find a welcome place : 2 I, that am all defifd with sin, A rebel to my God ; I, that have crucified his Son, And trampled on his blood ! 3 What strange surprising grace is this, That such a soul has room ! My Saviour takes me by the hand, My Jesus bids me come. 4 Eat, 0 my friends, the Saviour cries, The feast was made for you : For you I groan'd, and bled, and died, And rose, and triumph'd too. 656 HYMN DXLVIIl. 5 With trembling faith, and bleeding heart, Lord, I accept thy love : 'Tis a rich banquet I have had, What will it be above ? 6 Ye saints below, and hosts of heav'n, Join all your praising pow'rs ; No theme is like redeeming love, No Saviour is like ours. 7 Had I ten thousand hearts, dear Lord, I'd give them all to thee: Had I ten thousand tongues, they all Should join the harmony ; 8 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God, whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 548— C. M. Hymn 75. B. 1 Hosanna. 1 OHOUT and proclaim the Saviour's love, O Ye saints, that taste his wine ; Join with your kindred saints above, In loud Hosannas join. 2 A thousand glories to our God, Who gives such joy as this ; Hosanna ! let it sound abroad, And reach where Jesus is. 3 To praise the Father, and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in One, Let saints and angels join, HYMN DXLIX. 657 MONTHLY CONCERT. 549— C. M. Hymn 104. B. 1. Prayer for Missionaries. 1 /^1 REAT God, the nations of the earth VJ Are by creation thine ; And in thy works, by all beheld, Thy radiant glories shine. 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind ; Unveiling what rich stores of grace Are treasur'd in thy mind. 3 Lord, when 6hall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around ; Till ev'ry tribe, and ev'ry soul, Shall hear the joyful sound ! 4 0 ! when shall Afric's sable song Enjoy the heav'nly word, And vassals, long enslaved, become The freemen of the Lord ? 5 When shall the untutor'd Heathen tribes, A dark bewilder'd race, Sit down at our Immanuel's feet, And learn and see his grace ? 6 Haste, Sov'reign Mercy, and transform Their cruelty to love : Soften the tiger to a lamb, The vulture to a dove ! 7 Smile, Lord, on ev'ry effort made To spread the gospel's rays ; And build on sin's demolish 'd throneg The temples of thy nraise ! 28* 658 HYMN DL, DLL 550-C. M. Hymn 134. B. 2. Salvation. 1 O ALVATION ! 0, the joyful sound ; O Tis pleasure to our ears ; A sov'reign balm for ev'ry wound, A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow, and in sin, At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arise by grace divine, To see a heav'nly day. 3 Salvation! let the echo fly The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky Conspire to raise the sound. 551— P. M. Hymn 135. B. 2. Effects of the Gospel. 1 TX/TARK the soft-falling snow, J.V-L And the descending rain ! To heav'n, from whence it fell, It turns not back again ; But waters earth thro' every pore, And calls forth all her secret store. 2 Array'd in beauteous green The hills and valleys shine, And man and beast are fed By providence divine. The harvest bows its golden ears, The copious seed of future years. 3 " So, saith the God of grace, My gospel shall descend, Almighty to effect The purpose I intend : Millions of souls shall feel its pow'r, And bear it down to millions more." HYMN DLII, DLIII. 659 5 5 2— C. M. Hymn 1 36. B. 2. Beauty and Strength of the Church. 1 O AY, who is she that looks abroad O Like the sweet blushing dawn, When with her living lights she paints The dew-drops of the lawn ? 2 Fair as the moon when in the skies, Serene her throne she guides, And o'er the twinkling stars supreme In full-orb 'd glory rides ; 3 Clear as the sun. when from the east, Without a cloud he springs, And scatters boundless light and heat From his resplendent wings ; 4 Tremendous as an host that moves Majestically slow, With banners wide display'd, all arm'd, All ardent for the foe 1 5 This is the church by heav'n array'd With strength and grace divine ; Thus shall she strike her foes with dread, And thus her glories shine. 553— L. M. Hymn 137. B. 2. Prayer for the spread of the Gospel. 1 rpHY people, Lord, who trust thy word, -I- And wait the smilings of thy face, Assemble round thy mercy-seat, And plead the promise of thy grace. 2 We consecrate these hours to thee, Thy sov*reign mercy to entreat; And feel some animating hope, We shall divine acceptance meet 600 HYMN DLIV. 3 Hast thou not promis'd to thy Son, That his dominion shall extend, Till ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord, And ev*ry knee before him bend ? 4 Now let the happy time appear, The time to favour Zion come ; Send forth thy heralds far and near, To call thy banish/ d people home. 554— P. M. 7, 6. Hymn 138. B. 2. Reply to the call of the Heathen. 1 T7ROM Greenland's icy mountains, Jl From India's coral strand ; Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain. 2 What tho' the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, Tho' ev'ry prospect pleases, And only man is vile ? In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strown • The heathen in his blindness Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high. Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny ? Salvation ! O Salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's- remotest nation Has learn'd Messiah's name HYMN DLV, DLVI. 661 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole ; Till o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign. 555— L. M. Hymn 139. B. 2. Prayer for Zion's increase. 1 A RM of the Lord, awake, awake ! -HL Put on thy strength — the nations shake, And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, " I am Jehovah — God alone :" Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 No more let human blood be spilt — Vain sacrifice for human guilt! But to each conscience be applied The blood that flow'd from Jesus' side. 4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim, In ev'ry land, of ev*ry name ; Let adverse pow'rs before thee fall, And crown the Saviour — Loud of all. 556— C. M. Hymn 140. B. 2. The latter-day Glory. 1 TYEHOLD ! the mountain of the Lord, _D In latter days shall rise Above the mountains and the hills, And draw the wondTing eyes. 662 HYMN DLVII. 2 To this the joyful nations round, All tribes and tongues, shall flow : " Up to the hill of God," they say, "And to his courts, we'll go." 3 The beams that shine on Zion's hill Shall lighten ev'ry land : The King who reigns in Zion's tow'rs, Shall all the world command. 4 No longer hosts encount'ring hosts, Their millions slain deplore : They hang the trumpet in the hall, And study war no more. 5 Come then — Oh, come from ev'ry land, To worship at his shrine : And walking in the light of God, With holy beauties shine. 557— P. M. 7, 6. Hymn 141. B. 2 Blessings of Christ's grace. 1 TTAIL to the Lord's anointed ! XJ_ Great David's greater Son : Hail, in the time appointed, His reign on earth begun ! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free : To take away transgression, And rule in equity. 2 He comes, with succour speedy, To those who surfer wrong ; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong ; To give them songs for sighing, Their darkness turn to light, Whose souls, condemn'd and dying, Were precious in his sight. HYMN DLVIII. 663 3 He shall come down, like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth : Before him on the mountains, Shall peace the herald go, And righteousness in fountains From hill to valley flow. 4 For him shall pray'r unceasing, And daily vows, ascend ; His kingdom, still increasing, A kingdom without end : The tide of time shall never His covenant remove ; His name shall stand for ever; That name to us is — Love. 558— C. M. Hymn 142. B. 2. The Prince of Peace. 1 T* ET saints on earth their anthems raise, 1 J Who taste the Saviour's grace : Let heathens too proclaim his praise, And crown him '; Prince of Peace." -2 Praise him, who laid his glory by, For man's apostate race ; Praise him, who stoop'd to bleed and die, And crown him " Prince of Peace." 3 Ye nations, lay your weapons down, Let war for ever cease ; Immanuel for your Sov'reign own, And crown him " Prince of Peace." 4 We soon shall reach the heav'nly shore, To view his lovely face ; His name for ever to adore, And crown him " Prince of Peace." 664 HIMN DLIX, DLX. 559— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 143. B. 2 Longing for the spread of the Gospel. 'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, o Cheer'd by no celestial ray, Sun of Righteousness, arising, Bring the bright, the glorious day ; Send the gospel To the earth's remotest bound. 2 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light! And from eastern coast to western, May the morning chase the night ; And redemption, Freely purchase!, win the day. 3 Fly abroad, thou mighty Gospel — Win and conquer, never cease ; May thy lasting, wide dominions, Multiply and still increase : Sway thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around. 560— L. M. Hymn 144. B. 2 For Christian Missionaries. 1 "II /I ARK'D as the purpose of the skies, J_V_L This promise meets our anxious eyes, That heathen worlds the Lord shall know, And warm'd with faith each bosom glow. 2 E'en now the hallow'd scenes appear, E'en now unfolds the promis'd year, Lo ! distant shores thy heralds trace, And bear the tidings of thy grace. 3 'Midst burning climes and frozen plains, Where heathen darkness brooding reigns, HYMN DLXL 665 Lord, mark their steps, their fears subdue, And nerve their arm, and clear their view. 4 When, worn by toil, their spirits fail, Bid them the glorious future hail : Bid them the crown of life survey, And onward urge their conq'ring way. 5 So on the Indian's gloomy night, The eastern star shall shed her light, And Jesus' hallow'd reign control The stormy passions of the soul. 6 So shall Messiah's influence cheer His humble cot, which still is dear; And heav'nly hope his soul pervade, Though life, and time, and worlds, shall fade. 561— C. M. Hymn 145. B. 2. Farewell to Missionaries. 1 /~1 0, messenger of love, and bear, vJ Upon thy gentle wing, The song which seraphs love to hear, And angels joy to sing. 2 Go, to the heart with sin opprest, And dry the sorrwing tear ; Extract the thorn that wounds the breast, The drooping spirit cheer. 3 Go, say to Zion, " Jesus reigns " — By his resistless pow'r, He binds his enemies with chains j They fall to rise no more. 4. Tell how the Holy Spirit flies, As he from heav'n descends — Arrests his proudest enemies, And changes them to friends. XH 666 HYMN DLXII, DLXIII. 562— P. M. 7. Hymn 146. B. 2. The Song of Jubilee. ARK ! the song of Jubilee, Loud as mighty thunders roar, Or the fulness of the sea, When it breaks upon the shore : Hallelujah ! for the Lord, God omnipotent, shall reign ; Hallelujah ! let the word Echo round the earth and main. 2 Hallelujah ! hark ! the sound, From the depth unto the skies, Wakes above, beneath, around, All creation's harmonies : — See Jehovah's banner furl'd, Sheatlrd his sword: he speaks, — 'tis done, And the kingdoms of this world Are the kingdoms of his Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole, With illimitable sway : He shall reign, when like a scroll, Yonder heav'ns have pass'd away : Then the end ; — beneath his rod, Man's last enemy shall fall ; Hallelujah ! Christ in God, God in Christ, is all in all. 563— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 131. B. 2. The Triumphs of the Gospel. 1 "Y7"ES ! we trust, the day is breaking; JL Joyful times are near at hand : God, the mighty God, is speaking By his word in ev*ry land : HYMN DLXIV. 667 When he chooses, Darkness flies at his command 2 Let us hail the joyful season ; Let us hail the dawning ray, When the Lord appears, there's reason To expect a glorious day : At his presence Gloom and darkness flee away. 3 While the foe becomes more daring j While he enters like a flood ; God, the Saviour, is preparing Means to spread his truth abroad j Ev"ry language Soon shall tell the love of God. 4 God of Jacob, high and glorious, Let thy people see thy hand ; Let the gospel be victorious, Thro' the world in ev'ry land : And the idols Perish, Lord, at thy command. 564-P M. Hymn 186. Add. Invocation. 1 T) ISE, gracious God, and shine JL\> In all thy saving might; And prosper each design To spread thy glorious light : Let healing streams of mercy flow, That all the earth thy truth may know. 2 O, bring the nations near, That they may sing thy praise ; Let all the people hear, And learn thy holy ways. Reign, mighty God, assert thy cause, And govern by thy righteous laws. $68 HYMN DLXV. 3 Put forth thy glorious power ; The nations then will see, And earth present her store, In converts born to thee. God, our own God, his church will bless, And earth will teem with fruitfulness. 565— C. M. Hymn 187. Add. The Gospel Light. 1 OTRETCH, 0 my soul, thy ardent wing O And hail the dawning light ; Behold, what scenes, what visions spring Of infinite delight. 2 Soon shall the glorious eastern star Above the mountains rise ; And rays celestial, beaming far, Illume e'en polar skies. 3 If angels in their sphere rejoice, One rescued soul to greet, How will they raise th' enraptured voice, Whole continents to meet ! 4 Siberia spreads her frozen arms, Released from sin and chains, And Sharon's rose exhales its charms On Afric's sultry plains. 5 From Java to the furthest west The heavenly light shall reach ; And truth divine its power attest In every clime and speech. 6 Shed, Sun of Righteousness, thy rays On every land, of night ; Till all the heathen sing thy praise, And hail the cheerful light. HYMN DLXVI, DLXVII. 669 566— L. 11 Hymn 188. Add. Thy Kingdom come. 1 /^1 REAT King of Zion, now arise, vJT Thy glorious promises fulfil ; Behold thy church in mourning lies, Yet waiting for thy mercy still. 2 O God, how long ? thy people cry ; When shall our prayers acceptance gain 1 Look from thy lofty throne on high, And break the prisoners' heavy chain. 3 Let Asia's millions hear thy voice ; Send them thy heralds to proclaim Salvation — bid them soon rejoice In Jesus, our Emanuel's name. 4 Let Africa, with all her tribes, Be rescued from the spoiler's hand ; Nor lust of power, nor golden bribes, Draw murderers there to waste her land. 5 Let every nation under heaven, In all their various tongues receive The glorious gospel thou hast given, Renounce their idols, and believe. 567— S. M. Hymn 189. Add. Glory of Christ's Kingdom. 1 TESUS, the King, shall live, O Shall reign for evermore ; To Him, her gold, shall Sheba give, And all her treasures pour. 2 For him the ceaseless prayer, Like sweet perfume, shall rise; While ev'ry day his praise shall bear Above the lofty skies. 670 HYMN DLXVIII, DLXIX. 3 As seed on mountains shed, His rising church shall grow ; Like trees on Lebanon's high head, Its plenteous harvests show. 4 Her sons, a numerous train, In Zion's gates shall spread, As grass which fills the verdant plains, And clothes the flowery mead. 568— L. M. Hymn 190. Add. The People perish. 1 ri^HE heathen perish ; day by day JL Thousands on thousands pass away: 0 Christians, to their rescue fly ; Preach Jesus to them ere they die. 2 Wealth, labour, talents, freely give — Yea, life itself, that they may live. What hath your Saviour done for you, And what, for him, will ye not do ? 3 Thou, Spirit of the Lord, go forth, Call in the south, wake up the north ; From every clime, from sun to sun, Gather God's children into one. 569— Ss 7s 4s. Hymn 191. Add. God with us. OD is with us in our meeting ; [ere he makes his mercy known ; While his praises we're repeating, He approves us as his own. Hallelujah, This is heaven begun below. God is with us in our labours ; Forward let us boldly press , GOD H< HYMN DLXX. €71 Heathen nations are our neighbours, Let us soften their distress. Hallelujah, God will hence our efforts bless. 3 In his cause we now assemble, All our hearts and aims are one ; Idol priests begin to tremble, Idol gods are overthrown. Hallelujah, Let Jehovah reign alone. 4 Fired with holy expectation, Let us spread the gospel wide ; Soon shall every heathen nation Trust in Jesus crucified. Hallelujah, God is still upon our side. 570— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 19$ Add. Missions. ID \is, God of love and mercy ; Aid us to extend thy name : Aid us, through each heathen nation All thy goodness to proclaim ; And to tell them, That for them a Saviour came. 2 May they know their great Redeemer, Who for them, though strangers, died ; May they look with deep repentance, To their Saviour crucified ; Leave their idols, And desire no God beside. 3 0, be there thy name extended, And thy love and mercy known ; Turn them from their vain inventions; May they live to thee alone : And O, claim them ; Claim them, Saviour, for thine own. A1 672 HYMN DLXXI, DLXXII. 571— C. M. Hymn 193. Add. Blessing sought. 1 T3E merciful to us, 0 God ; JLJ Upon thy people shine ; And spread thy saving truth abroad, Till all that live be thine. 2 Give light and comfort to thine own ; And let thy light extend. Till thy prevailing name be known To earth's remotest end. 3 Let all the people praise thee, Lord ; Let all their homage bring : From sea to sea be thou adored, Redeemer. Judge, and King. 4 Let all the people praise thee, Lord ; Then earth her fruits shall give, Thy blessing shall on all be pour'd, And all to thee shall live. 572— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 194. Ad«l A Light to lighten, Ifc. lO ER the realms of pagan darkness Let the eye of pity gaze ; See the kindreds of the people Lost in sin's bewildering maze ; Darkness brooding On the face of all the earth. 2 Light of them that sit in darkness, Rise and shine, thy blessings bring ; Light to lighten all the gentiles, Rise with healing in thy wing, To thy brightness Let all kings and nations come. HYMN DLXXIII. 673 3 May the heathen, now adoring Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and worshipping before him, Serve the living God alone. Let thy glory Fill the earth as floods the sea. 4 Thou, to whom all power is given, Speak the word ; at thy command, Let the company of preachers Spread thy name from land to land. Lord, be with them, Alway — to the end of time. 573— 8s 7s. Hymn 195. Add Spread of the Grospel. 1 T7TNG of Zion, give the order, _L\_ Send thy light and truth abroad, O, let Zion stretch her border, Zion, favour'd of her God. 2 Thou canst form the zealous preacher, Thou canst light and love impart ; Send thy word to every creature, Send it to the sinner's heart. 3 0, let many now be ready To go forth, at thy command, Men of faith, approved and steady- Leaving all at thy command. 4 Send thy truth to every region, Let the distant people hear ; Let them turn from false religion, And to truth alone give ear. 29 674 HYMN DLXXIV, DLXXV 574— 8s 7s. Hymn 196. Add The Christian Call. 1 /CHRISTIANS, up! the day is breaking, \J Gird your ready armour on ; Slumbering hosts around are waking, Rouse ye ! in the Lord be strong. 2 See ! the blest millennial dawning, Bright the beams of Bethlehem's star ; Eastern lands, behold the morning, Lo ! it glimmers from afar. 3 While ye sleep or idly linger, Thousands sink with none to save ; Hasten ! Time's unerring ringer Points to many an open grave. 4 Hark ! un number 'd voices crying, " Save us, or we droop and die !" Succour bear the faint and dying, On the wings of mercy fly. 5 Lead them to the crystal fountain, Gushing with the streams of life ; Guide them to the sheltering mountain, For the gale with death is rife. 6 O'er the mountain-top ascending, Soon the scatter'd light shall rise, Till, in radiant glory blending, Heaven's high noon shall greet our eyes. 575— Ss 7s. Hymn 197. Add Latter-Day Glory. 1 TTARK ! a cry among the nations— XI " Come, and let us seek the Lord ; Vain our former expectations, Vain the idols we adored j HYMN DLXXVI. 675 Zion's King is God alone, Let us bow before his throne." 2 See ! from every quarter flowing, Joyful crowds assemble round; Love in every heart is glowing, Praise is heard in. every sound. While Jehovah shows his face, Glory fills the sacred place. 3 Weapons, meant for mutual slaughter, Now are instruments of peace ; They who taste the living water, Learn from war and strife to cease j Jesus reigns ! the earth is still ; All the nations do his will. 576— C. P. M. Hymn 198. Add. Prayer for the Heathen. OP of the nations, bow thine ear, And listen to our fervent prayer, Through thy beloved Son : Build up the kingdom of his grace, Amid the millions of our race, And make thy wonders known. 2 Send forth the heralds in his name, Bid them a Saviour's love proclaim With every fleeting breath ; Till every land shall hear the sound, And send the joyful echoes round, Amid the shades of death. 3 0 let the nations rise and bring Their off 'rings to th' Almighty King, And trust in him alone ; Renounce their idols, and adore The God of gods for evermore, Upon his lofty throne. G( 676 HYMN DLXXVII. 4 The dying millions then shall prove The matchless power of bleeding love, And feel their sins forgiven; Shall join the convert's joyful throng, And raise on high redemption's song, Along the path to heaven. 577— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 199. Add. Fountain of Life. IEE, from Zion's sacred mountain, xs Streams of living water flow ! God has open'd there a fountain That supplies the plains below : They are blessed, Who its sovereign virtues know. 2 Through ten thousand channels, flowing, Streams of mercy find their way; Life, and health, and joy bestowing, Making all around look gay : 0 ye nations ! Hail the long-expected day. 3 Gladden"d by the flowing treasure, All enriching as it goes ; Lo, the desert smiles with pleasure, Buds and blossoms as the rose : Every object Sings for joy where'er it flows. 4 Trees of life, the banks adorning, Yield their fruit to all around ; Those who eat are saved from mourning, Pleasure comes, and hopes abound ; Fair their portion — Endless life, with glory crown'd. o HYMN DLXXVIII, DLXXIX. 677 578— S. M. Hymn 200. Add. Spread of the Gospel. LORD, our God, arise, The cause of truth maintain ; And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend her blessed reign. 2 Thou Prince of Life, arise, Nor let thy glory cease ; Far spread the conquests of thy grace, And bless the earth with peace. 3 Thou, Holy Ghost, arise, Extend thy healing wing, And o'er a dark and ruin'd world Let light and order spring. 4 Let all on earth arise, To God the Saviour sing, From shore to shore — from earth to heaven, Let echoing anthems ring ! 579— lis 10s. Hymn 201. Add. Millennium. 1 TT AIL, to the brightness of Zion's glad morn- XI ing, Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain ; Hush'd be the accents of sorrow and mourning, Zion, in triumph, begins her mild reign. 2 Hail, to the brightness of Zion"s glad morning, Long by the prophets of Israel foretold ; Hail to the millions from bondage returning, Gentiles and Jews the blest vision behold. 3 Lo, in the desert rich flowers are springing, Streams ever copious are gliding along j 678 HYMN DLXXX. Loud from the mountain-top echoes are ringing, Wastes rise in verdure and mingle in song. 4 See from all lands — from the isles of the ocean, Praise to Jehovah, ascending on high ; Fall?n are the engines of war and commotion, Shouts of salvation are rending the sky. 580— 7s Gs. Hymn 202. Add The Gospel Banner. 1 IVfOW be the gospel banner ±\ In every land unfurl'd ; And be the shout, Hosanna, Re-echoed through the world : Till every isle and nation, Till every tribe and tongue Receive the great salvation, And join the happy throng. 2 What though th' embattled legions Of earth and hell combine ? His arm throughout their regions Shall soon resplendent shine ; Ride on, O Lord, victorious, Emanuel, Prince of Peace, Thy triumph shall be glorious, Thy empire still increase. 3 Yes, thou shalt reign for ever, O Jesus, King of kings, Thy light, thy love, thy favour, Each ransom'd captive sings : The isles for thee are waiting, The deserts learn thy praise, The hills and valleys greeting, The song responsive raise. HYMN DLXXX1. 679 581— 7s 6s. Hymn 203. Add. Send the Gospel. lS END, send the gospel message, In every language send ; Give it a speedy passage, To gain its glorious end ; God, from on high, commands us, We may not now delay ; The heathen, too, implore us — They perish day by day. 2 Freely have come our blessings ; How freely still bestow'd ! 'Tis love, the soul impressing, Would send these gifts abroad ; We all were outcast aliens, Exposed to death and wo ; Our distant fathers, pagans, Bound to their idols too. 3 How can we, to the heathen, Say, Perish in your sins ? Nor labour now to free them, And guide to joyful scenes ; How can our hearts so harden, When we deserve to die, As not to tell of pardon, And help to Jesus fly ? 4 Proclaim aloud the Saviour ; Far, far let him be known ; Let each implore his favour, Let prayer besiege the throne : In labours, all, assistant, Conspire to spread his grace, Till lands to us most distant, Shall learn to seek his face. 630 HYMN DLXXXII, DLXXXIII. 582— 7s. Hymn 204. Add. Tell us of the Night. 1 TT7ATCHMAN, tell us of the night, VV What its signs of promise are ? Trav'ller, o'er yon mountain's height See the glory-beaming star. Watchman, does its beauteous ray, Aught of hope or joy foretell ? Trav'ller, yes, it brings the day — Promised day of Israel. 2 Watchman, tell us of the night: Higher yet that star ascends. Trav'ller, blessedness and light, Peace and truth its course portends. Watchman, will its beams, alone Gild the spot that gave them birth? Trav'ller, ages are its own ; See it bursts o'er all the earth. 3 Watchman, tell us of the night, For the morning seems to dawn : Trav'ller, darkness takes its flight; Doubt and terror are withdrawn. Watchman, let thy wand'ring cease, Hie thee to thy quiet home : Trav'ller, lo! the Prince of Peace, Lo ! the Son of God is come, 583— 7s 6s. Hymn 205. Add. Millenium. 1 XX7 HEN shall the voice of singing VV Flow joyfully along : When hill and valley ringing With one triumphant song, HYMN DLXXXIV. 681 Proclaim the contest ended, And him who once was slain, Again to earth descended, In righteousness to reign? 2 Then from the lofty mountains The sacred shout shall fly; And shady vales and fountains Shall echo the reply : High tower and lowly dwelling Shall send the chorus round, All hallelujah swelling In one eternal round. 584— L. M. Hymn 206. Add. Prayer for Labourers. 1 T ORD of the harvest, bend thine ear, JL-i For Zion's heritage appear ; O send forth labourers fill'd with zeal, Swift to obey their Master's will. 2 Hast thou not bid us fervent pray For help in such a trying day? Wilt thou not listen when we cry, And send the blessing from on high ? 3 Our lifted eyes, 0 Lord, behold The rip*ning harvest tinged with gold, Wide fields are op'ning to our view: The work is great, the lab'rers few. 4 Under the guidance of thy hand Let Zion's sons in many a band Arise, to bless the dying race, As heralds of redeeming grace. 5 Bid all their hearts with ardour glow, As gospel messengers to go, And publish the inspiring sound Far as the race of man is found. 29 * 682 HYMN DLXXXV, DLXXXVI. 6 Lord of the harvest, bid them rise, Trained by the influence of the skies, In wisdom, knowledge, grace, to shine, Till every kingdom shall be thine. 585— P. M. Hymn 207. Add The Gospel. 1 TTARK ! hark! the notes of joy XX Roll o'er the heavenly plains, And seraphs find employ For their sublimest strains. Some new delight in heaven is known, Loud ring the harps around the throne. 2 Hark ! hark ! the sounds draw nigh, The joyful hosts descend ; Jesus forsakes the sky, To earth his footsteps bend. He comes to bless our fallen race, He comes with messages of grace. 3 Bear ! bear the tidings round ; Let every mortal know What love in God is found j What pity he can show. Ye winds, that blow — ye waves, that roll, Bear the glad news from pole to pole. 4 Strike ! strike the harps again, To greet Emanuel's name ; Arise, ye sons of men, And loud his grace proclaim. Angels, and men, wake every string, 'Tis God the Saviour's praise we sing. 586— L. M. Hymn 208. Add. Spread of the Gospel. 1 T3EH0LD, the heathen waits to know XJ The joy the gospel will bestow ; HYMN DLXXXVII. 683 The exiled captive to receive The freedom Jesus has to give. 2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In this blest labour share a part ; Our prayers and offerings gladly bring To aid the triumphs of our King. 3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise, That we have seen these latter days ; When our Redeemer shall be known, Where Satan long hath held his throne. 4 Where'er his hand hath spread the skies, Sweet incense to his name shall rise ; And slave and freeman — Greek and Jew, By sovereign grace be form'd anew. 5 8 7— S. M. Hymn 209. Add. Christ's Reign. 1 pi REAT heir of David's throne ! VJ~ Thy royal power assume ; Come, reign in faithful hearts alone, Thou blest Redeemer, come. 2 Set up thy throne of grace In all the heathen's sight — Thy kingdom of true holiness — And order it aright. 3 Now, for thy promise' sake, O'er earth exalted be : The kingdom, power, and glory take, Which all belong to thee. 4 In zeal for God and man, Thy full salvation bring : The universal Monarch reign, The saints' eternal King. 684 HYMN DLXXXVIII, DLXXXIX. 588— L. M. Hymn 210. Add. Success of the Gospel. 1 OOON may the last glad song arise, O Through all the millions of the skies— That song of triumph which records That all the earth is now the Lord's. 2 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to thee ; And over land, and stream, and main, Now wave the sceptre of thy reign. 3 O, let that glorious anthem swell; Let host to host the triumph tell — Till not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns. 589— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 211. Add Spirit sought. 1 "TTTHO but thou, Almighty Spirit, W Can the heathen world reclaim? Men may preach — but till thou favour, Heathens will be still the same: Mighty Spirit, Witness to the Saviour's name. 2 Thou hast promised, by the prophets, Glorious light in latter days : Come, and bless bewilder'd nations, Change our prayers and tears to praise: Promised Spirit, Round the world diffuse thy rays. 3 All our hopes, and prayers, and labours, Must be vain without thine aid : But thou wilt not disappoint us — All is true that thou hast said : Faithful Spirit, O'er the world thine influence shed. V HYMN DXC, DXCI. G85 590— C. M. Hymn 212. Add Thy Will be done. 1 /^1 REAT Saviour, let thy power divine VJ O'er all the earth be known ; Let all to thee, their will resign, And make thy will their own. 2 Perversion marks the guilty way, Which heathens madly tread ; From all thy laws they go astray, And hasten to the dead. 3 Thou, Saviour-God, hast power alone To turn their wand'ring feet, To bend their souls before thy throne, Low at thy mercy-seat 4 For, all the power, beneath, above, Thy wounded hands sustain ; Then sway the sceptre of thy love, And let thy mercy reign. 591— L. M. Hymn 213. Add The Latter-Day Glory. 1 TT7HEN will the happy trump proclaim VV The judgment of the martyr d Lamb? When shall the captive troops be free, And keep th' eternal jubilee ? 2 Hasten it, Lord, in every land ; Send thou thine angels, and command, " Go, sound deliverance, loudly blow — Salvation to the saints below." 3 We long to have the day appear, The promised, great sabbatic year; When, far from grief, and sin, and hell, Israel in ceaseless peace shall dwell. 68G HYMN DXCII, DXCIII. 4 Till then, we will not let thee rest ; Thou still shalt hear our strong request ; And this our daily prayer shall be, Lord, sound the trump of jubilee. 592— L. M. Hymn 214. Add. Success anticipated. 1 TOEHOLD, th' expected time draw near, JL3 The shades disperse, the dawn appear j Behold the wilderness assume The beauteous tints of Eden's bloom. 2 Events with prophecies conspire To raise our faith, our zeal to fire : The ripening fields, already white, Present a harvest to the sight. 3 The untaught heathen waits to know The joy the gospel will bestow ; The exiled captive, to receive The freedom Jesus has to give. 4 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In the blest labour share a part ; Our prayers and offerings gladly bring To aid the triumphs of our King. 593— Ss 7s 4s. Hymn 215. AdcL Without Hope. 1 TT7"HO can tell what notes of sadness VV From the hills and valleys rise, Where no messages of gladness Echo from the bending skies. Where in darkness, Without hope, the sinner dies. HYMN DXCIV. 63' 2 0 how desolate the dwelling, Where our God is not revered ; Where no song of praise is swelling, Nor the voice of prayer is heard ; Where religion's Cheering rays have ne'er appeared ! 3 Where the seeds of sin are growing, And the paths of folly lie ; Where the streams of death are flowing, With destruction ever nigh ; Bid the gospel Wave its peaceful banners high. G' 594—8s 7s. Hymn 216. Add. Church's Appeal. 0 and preach to ev'ry creature !" Such the Saviour's last command, Not excepting hue or feature, Burning clime, or barb'rous land. 2 Look to China's countless millions ; Look to Afric's dark-hued race ; Look to Araby's pavilions, Nation after nation trace. 3 They are sinking, they are dying, Losing heavenly bliss above ; Loud to us their voice is crying, " Come, and save us, in your love !" 4 Who is ready now to sever Bands that round his heart entwine ? Who will go, resolving never, Under sufferings, to repine. 688 HYMN DXCV, DXCVI. 595— 7s 6s. Hymn 217. Add. Departure of a Missionary. 1 pO, for the Master calls thee, VT Nor shed one hitter tear ; No bondage hard enthrals thee, Nor hast thou aught to fear ; To Him we now commend thee, Who rules above the skies ; Whose blessing will attend thee, Where'er thy pathway lies. 2 Go. in the midst of dangers, Declare a Saviour's love ; Till listening heathen strangers His willing subjects prove j Till many a crowd assembling, Shall hearken to his voice ; Confess their guilt with trembling, And in his name rejoice. 3 Go, for the Master calls thee Far from thy native home ; Whatever there befalls thee, Whatever ills may come, He is thy strong salvation ; His presence thou shalt share ; He'll hear thy supplication, And answer every prayer. 596— 7s 6s. Hymn 218. Add. Departure of Missionaries. 1 "D OLL on, thou mighty ocean, XV And. as thy billows flow, Bear messengers of mercy To every vale of wo ; HYMN DXCVI1. 6S9 Arise, ye gales, and waft them Safe to their destined shore ; That men may sit in darkness And death's black shade no more. 2 0 thou eternal Ruler, Who holdest in thine arm The tempests of the ocean, Deliver them from harm ; Thy presence still be with them Wherever they may be ; Though far from those who love them, Let them be nigh to thee. 597— C. M. Hymn 219. Add. Be not afraid, fyc. 1 (~*\ 0, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, VJ Ye favour'd men of God ; Go, publish, through Emanuel's name, Salvation bought with blood. 2 What though your arduous track may lie Through regions dark as death — What, though, your faith and zeal to try, Perils beset your path. 3 Yet with determined courage go, And arm'd with power divine : Your God will needful strength bestow, And on your labours shine. 4 He who has call'd you to the war, Will recompense your pains, Before Messiah's conquering car Shall mountains sink to plains. 5 Shrink not, though earth and hell oppose, But plead your Master's cause ; Assured that e'en your mightiest foes Shall bow before his cross. 690 HYMN DXCVIII, DXCIX. 598— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 220. Add. Missionary Call. 1 11/1 EN of God, go, take your stations -LVJL Where darkness broods upon the earth : Loud proclaim among the nations Joyful news of heavenly birth. Bear the tidings Of the Saviour's matchless worth. 2 Go to men in darkness sleeping ; Tell that Christ is strong to save ; Go to men in bondage weeping ; Publish freedom to the slave : Tell the dying Christ has triumph'd o'er the grave. 3 What, though earth and hell united Should oppose the Saviour's reign ; Plead his cause to souls benighted ; Fear ye not the face of men. Vain the tumult — Earth and hell will rage in vain. 4 When exposed to fearful dangers, Jesus will his own defend ; Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers, Jesus is your faithful Friend j And his presence Shall be with you to the end. 599— S. M. Hymn 221. Add Missionary Call. 1 T/'E messengers of Christ, JL His sovereign voice obey ; Arise, and follow where he leads, And peace attend your way. HYMN DC. 691 2 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow ; Depending on his promised aid, With sacred courage go. 3 Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose ; The cause is God's, and will prevail, In spite of all his foes. 4 Go, spread the Saviour's fame, And tell his matchless grace To the most guilty and depraved Of Adam's numerous race. 5 We wish you, in his name, The most divine success ; Assured that he who sends you forth Will all your labours bless. 600— 8s 7s. Hymn 222. Add. For Missionaries. [OFTLY blow, ye fav'ring breezes, Winds of heaven, propitious smile, Speed the ship across the ocean, Safely to her destined isle. Now she rides the bounding billow, Proudly urging on her way ; He who holds the storm is with her, God, the missionary's stay. Fathers ! faint not ; those departing To a friendless heathen shore, Go to toil 'mid scenes of peril, Where Emanuel toiTd before. Mothers ! weep not ; those your offspring, Bound to yonder pagan coast, Go to reap the noblest laurel — Go to seek the poor and lost. S« 692 HYMN DCI. 3 Who are these that haste to greet thee, King of men ! in gathering clouds ? Who are these that fly to meet thee, Rapidly as summer's clouds ? Lo ! the ships of Tarshish, bearing Nobler freight than Ophir saw ; Thither, where the isles are waiting, Waiting for Messiah's law. JEWISH CONCERT. 601— 7s 6s. Hymn 223. Add. The Salvation of Israel. \ C\ THAT the Lord's salvation V_/j Were out of Zion come, To heal his ancient nation, To lead his outcasts home ! 2 How long the holy city Shall heathen feet profane 1 Return, O Lord, in pity ; Rebuild her walls again. 3 Let fall thy rod of terror, Thy saving grace impart ; Roll back the veil of error, Release the fetter'd heart : 4 Let Israel, home returning, Her lost Messiah see ; Give oil of joy for mourning, And bind thy church to thee. HYMN DCII, DCm. 693 602— Ss 7s 4s. Hymn 224. Add. Zion comforted. the mountain's top appearing, 0Ni Lo ! the sacred herald stands, Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion long in hostile lands ; Mourning captive, God himself will loose thy bands. 2 Has thy night been long and mournful? Have thy friends unfaithful proved ? Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmoved? Cease thy mourning, Zion still is well beloved. 3 God, thy Gocl, will now restore thee ! He himself appears thy friend ; All thy foes shall flee before thee, Here their boasts and triumphs end j Great deliverance Zion's King will surely send. 4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, All thy warfare now be past ; God thy Saviour will defend thee, Victory is thine at last : All thy conflicts End in everlasting rest. 603— 8s. Hymn 225. Add Israels Restoration. 1 rpHE Song of Israel is hush'd, J- And all their tales of triumph told, And mute is every voice that gush'd, In music to their harps of gold. 694 HYMN DCIV. 2 A cloud is on their fathers" grave, And darkly spreads o"er Zion's hill, E*en there, their sons are scorn'd as slaves, Or roam like homeless wanderers still. 3 Yet 'mid the world's tumultuous roar, Floats clear and sweet the solemn word, " O, virgin daughter, faint no more, Thy tears are seen — thy prayers are heard." 4 What, though with spirits crush'd and broke, Thy tribes like desert exiles rove, Though Judah feels the strangers' yoke, And Ephraim is a heartless dove. 5 Yet, yet, shall Judah's Lion wake, And the bright day of promise come, Thy sons their iron bondage break, And God shall lead the wanderers home. 604— L. M. Hymn 226. Add. Plea for Jacob. 1 A RISE, great God, and let thy grace .xjL Shed its glad beams on Jacob's race ; Restore the long-lost, scatter 'd band, And call them to their native land. 2 Their mis'ry let thy mercy heal, Their trespass hide, their pardon seal: 0 God of Israel, hear our prayer, And grant them still thy love to share. 3 Thy quick'ning Spirit now impart, And wake to joy each grateful heart, While Israel's rescued tribes in thee Their bliss and full salvation see. HYMN DCV, DCV1. 695 605— L. M. Hymn 227. Add. Help for Israel. 1 /~\ WHY should Israel's sons, once blest, V-Zj Still roam the scorning world around; Disown'd of Heaven, by men oppress'd, Outcasts from Zion's hallow*d ground ? 2 0 God of Jacob, view their race ; Back to thy fold the wand*rers bring ; Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, To hail in Christ their promised King. 3 While Judah views his birthright gone, With contrite shame his bosom move, The Saviour he denied, to own — The Lord he crucified, to love. 4 Haste, glorious day, expected long, When Jew and Greek one prayer shall pour; With eager feet, one temple throng; One God, with grateful praise, adore. 606— C. P. M. Hymn 228. Add Plea for Israel. 1 T I THE promise we for Israel plead, JL O, that the once beloved seed Back to their Lord might come ! Now bid them look on thee and mourn ; Where'er dispersed, collect and turn, And bring thy wanderers home. 2 To Jews the gospel faith impart, And pastors after thine own heart, Thine ancient flock to feed With knowledge of the crucified, The Lord, who by their malice died, And surfer 'd in their stead. 696 HYMN DCVII, DCVIII. 607— L. M. Hymn 229. Add Hope for Israel. 1 TSRAEL, thy mournful night is past, A Thy bitter cup wrung out at last ; A day of rest to thee is given, The promise is laid up in heaven. 2 The Lord will not forget the grace Reserved for faithful Abr'am's race ; His love their wand' rings shall restore, And guide them that they stray no more. 3 Israel ! 'tis thine accepted day, Thy God, himself, prepares the way- Behold his ensign from afar, Behold the light of Jacob's star. 4 That star, which once o'er Bethlehem rose, A token on thy mountains glows ; The morn of earth's blest jubilee Sheds its sweet early light on thee. 5 And thou, who once on Israel's ground A homeless wanderer wast found — Redeemer, on thy heavenly throne, Still call that ancient church thine own. 6 Bid her departed light return, Thy holy splendour round her burn ; From prostrate Judah's ruins, raise A living temple to thy praise. 608— lis. Hymn 230. Add. Zion encouraged. 1 "pvAUGHTER of Zion, awake from thy sad- _LJ ness ; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no more, HYMN DCIX. 697 Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of glad- ness ; Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er. 2 Strong were thy foes ; but the arm that subdued them, And scatter'd their legions, was mightier far; They fled, like the chaff, from the scourge that pursued them, Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war. 3 Daughter of Zion, the power, that hath saved thee, Extoll'd with the harp and the timbrel should be; Shout — for the foe is destroy'd that enslaved thee, Th' oppressor is vanquislfd, and Zion is free ! 609—73. Hymn 231. Add. Zion enlarged. IVE us room, that we may dwell," Zion's children cry aloud : See their numbers — how they swell, How they gather like a cloud. O, how bright the morning seems, Brighter, from so dark a night; Zion is like one that dreams, Filfd with wonder and delight. Lo, thy sun goes down no more, God himself will be thy light; All that caused thee grief before Buried lies in endless night. Zion, now arise and shine, Lo, thy light from heaven is come ; These that crowd from far are thine, Give thy sons and daughters room. 30 G1 698 HYMN DCX, DCXI. REVIVAL. 610— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 130. B. 2. The Lord's Vineyard. 1 OEE the vineyard lately planted O By thy hand, 0 Lord of hosts ! Let thy people's pray'r be granted — Keep it safe from hostile boasts ; Hear, O hear us when we pray — Keep thy vineyard night and day. 2 Drooping plants revive and nourish ; Let them thrive beneath thy hand ; Let the weak grow strong, and flourish, Blooming fair at thy command ; Let the fruitful yield thee more ; Laden with a faithful store. 3 Further, Lord, be thou intreated ; Plant the barren waste around ; Let thy work be thus completed, And no fruitless spot be found ; Let the earth a vineyard be, Consecrated, Lord, to thee. 611— L. M. Hymn 105. B. 1. On a Fast-day for the revival of religion. 1 T OOK down, O God, with pitying eye, -Li See Adam's race in ruin lie ; Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, And scatters slaughter'd heaps around. 2 And can these mould' ring corpses live ? And can these dead, dry bones revive ? That, mighty God, to thee is known ; That wondrous work is all thine own. HYMN DCXII. 699 3 Thy ministers are sent in vain To prophesy upon the slain ; In vain they call, in vain they cry, Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 4 O let thy Spirit come and breathe New life thro' all the realms of death ! Dry bones shall then obey thy voice, Shall move, shall waken, and rejoice. 5 Loud let the gospel-trumpet blow, Let all the isles their Saviour know : 0 ! call the nations from afar ; Make earth's remotest ends draw near. 6 Then shall each age and rank agree To raise their shouts of praise to thee; The church will know, while loud she sings, That in her God are all her springs. 612— P. M. 8, 7. Hymn 127. B. 2. Declension of Religion lamented. TCE, 0 Lord, thy garden flourish'd, Ev*ry part lookd gay and green ; Then thy word our spirits nourish'd, Happy seasons we have seen ! But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see; Lord, thy help is greatly needed, Help can only come from thee. Some, in whom we once delighted, We shall meet no more below ; Some, alas ! we fear are blighted, — Scarce a single leaf they show. Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, Thou canst make them bloom again ; Oh, permit them not to wither, Let not all our hopes be vain ! 0^ 700 HYMN DCXIII, DCXIV. & 613— P. M. 8, 7, 4. Hymn 128. B. 2 Prayer for a Revival. AVIOUR, visit thy plantation ; Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain ! All will come to desolation, Unless thou return again. Lord, revive us ; All our help must come from thee. 2 Keep no longer at a distance ; Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die. 3 Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in pray'rs ; Let each one esteem'd thy servant, Shun the world's bewitching snares. 4 Break the tempter's fatal power : Turn the stony heart to flesh ; And begin from this good hour To revive thy work afresh. 614— L. M. Hymn 232. Add Revival sought. 1 r\ GOD of Zion, from the skies, v^ In mercy bow thy gracious ear; While Zion's watchmen raise their cries, Do thou, Almighty Father, hear ? 2 Since thy remembrancers they are, Why should thy servants give thee rest, Until, in answer to their prayer, Thy church is with thy favour bless'd? 3 For this, O Lord, a suppliant crowd Here at thy sacred footstool wait; HYMN DCXV. 701 For this we lift our voices loud, And ask and knock at mercy's gate. 4 Look down with a propitious eye ; Of those that seek thee, now be found; Bid unbelief and sorrow fly, And make our joy and praise abound. 615— L. M. Hymn 233. Add. The Spirit implored. 1 T^OREVER shall my fainting soul, JL O God, thy just displeasure mourn ; Thy grieved Spirit, long withdrawn, Will he no more to me return 1 2 Once I enjoy'd — 0 happy time — The heartfelt visits of his grace ; Nor can a thousand varying scenes, The sweet remembrance quite efface. 3 Beneath his warming, quick'ning beams, The icy rock dissolved away ; New life diffused through all my powers, And darkness yielded to the day. 4 When justice waved his dreadful sword, And guilt and fear my soul oppress'd, He sprinkled o'er a Saviour's blood, And wbisper'd pardon to my breast. 5 Great Source of light and peace, return, Nor let me mourn or sigh in vain ; Come, re-possess this longing heart, With all the graces of thy train. 6 This temple, hallow'd by thy bands, Once more be with tby presence blest, And be thy grace anew display'd, And this, thy everlasting rest. 702 HYMN DCXVI, DCXVII. 616— 8s 7s. Hymn 234. Add. Returning Backslider. 1 T ORD, we bow with deep contrition, JLi Low before thy throne of grace ; Hear us in thy kind compassion, While we seek thy smiling face. 2 Where but to a bleeding Saviour, Should we come for life and peace ? Nothing but thy boundless favour, Can our burden'd souls release. 3 Thou hast witness;d our transgression, Thou hast seen our load of guilt ; Witness now our deep confession, Thou, whose precious blood was spilt. 4 Ah, this sin of cov'nant breaking, Canst thou, wilt thou, Lord, forgive 1 Shall we hear thy mercy speaking? Canst thou bid us look and live ? 5 Pardon, peace, and consolation, At thy bleeding cross we see ; There we take an humble station, Lord, we look alone to thee. 617— 8s 7s. Hymn 235. Add Seeking Revival. 1 11 /TET, O God, to ask thy presence, -IV-L Join our souls to seek thy grace ; O, deny us not, nor spurn us, Guilty rebels, from thy face. 2 May thy people wake from slumber, Ere their lamps shall fail and die ; Bridegroom of the church, awake them, Rouse them by the midnight cry. HYMN DCXVIII, DCXIX. 703 3 Let conviction seize the careless, Through their souls thine arrows dart; Let thy truth, so long neglected, Break and melt the flinty heart. 4 0 thou kind, forgiving Spirit, Comforter, on thee we call ; Cheer the saint, alarm the sinner, 0 revive — revive us all. 618— C. M. Hymn 236. Add. Seeking Revival. 1 "\T7'E now, 0 Lord, approach thy throne, VV To open all our grief: Now send thy promised mercy down And grant us quick relief. 2 Thou never saidst to Jacob's seed, " Seek ye my face," in vain ; And canst thou now deny thine aid, When burden'd souls complain? 3 The same thy power, thy love the same, Unmoved the promise shines ; Eternal truth surrounds thy name, And guards the precious lines. 4 Though Satan rage, and flesh rebel, And unbelief arise, We'll wait around thy footstool still, For thou wilt hear our cries. 619— 8s 7s. Hymn 241. Add. Light of the World. 1 T IGHT of those whose dreary dwelling ,1 A Borders on the shades of death ; Come, and by thy love revealing, Dissipate the clouds beneath : 704 HYMN DCXX. The new heaven and earth's Creator, In our deepest darkness rise, — Scattering all the night of nature, Pouring light upon our eyes. 2 Still we wait for thine appearing ; Life and joy thy beams impart, Chasing all our fears, and cheering Every poor benighted heart; Come, and manifest thy favour To the ransom'd, helpless race ; Come, thou glorious God and Saviour, Come, and bring the gospel-grace. 3 Save us, in thy great compassion, 0 thou mild, pacific Prince ; Give the knowledge of salvation. Give the pardon of our sins ; By thine all-sufficient merit, Every burden'd soul release ; Every weary, wand 'ring spirit Guide into thy perfect peace. 620— L. M. Hymn 237. Add Zion prayed for. 1 r^ RE AT Lord of all thy churches, hear VX Thy ministers' and people's prayer ; Perfumed by thee, 0 may it rise Like fragrant incense to the skies. 2 May every pastor from above Be new inspired with zeal and love, To watch thy flock, thy flock to feed, And sow with care the precious seed. 3 Revive thy churches with thy grace, Heal all our breaches, grant us peace ; HYMN DCXXL 705 Rouse us from sloth, our hearts inflame With ardent zeal for Jesus' name. 4 May young and old thy word receive, Dead sinners hear thy voice and live, The wounded conscience healing find, And joy refresh each drooping mind. 5 May aged saints, matured with grace, Abound in fruits of holiness ; And when transplanted to the skies, May younger in their stead arise. 6 Thus we our suppliant voices raise, And weeping sow the seed of praise, In humble hope that thou wilt hear Thy ministers' and people's prayer. 621— C. M. Hymn 238. Add. Spirit of Holiness. 1 OPIRIT of holiness, look down, O Our fainting hearts to cheer ; And, when we tremble at thy frown, O bring thy comforts near. 2 The fear which thy convictions wrought, O let thy grace remove ; And may the souls, which thou hast taught To weep, now learn to love. 3 Now let thy saving mercy heal The wounds it made before ; Now on our hearts impress thy seal, That we may doubt no more. 4 Complete the work thou hast begun, And make our darkness light, That we a glorious race may ru», Till faith be lost in sight, 30* 700 HYMN DCXXII, DCXXIII. 5 Then, as our wondering eyes discern The Lord's unclouded face, In fitter language we shall learn To sing triumphant grace. 622— S. M. Hymn 239. Add. Prayer for a Revival. 1 f\ LORD, thy work revive, \J In Zion's gloomy hour, And let our dying graces live By thy restoring power. 2 0 let thy chosen few Awake to earnest prayer ; Their covenant again renew, And walk in filial fear. 3 Thy Spirit then will speak Through lips of humble clay, Till hearts of adamant shall break, Till rebels shall obey. 4 Now lend thy gracious ear, Now listen to our cry : 0, come and bring salvation near ; Our souls on thee rely. 623— S. M. Hymn 240. Add. Spirit sought. 1 f~\ FOR the happy hour v^ 5 When God will hear our cry, And send, with a reviving power, His Spirit from on high. 2 We meet, we sing, we pray ; We listen to the word In vain ; we see no cheering ray — No cheering voice is heard. HYMN DCXXIV. 707 3 Our prayers are faint and dull, And languid all our songs ; When once with joy our hearts were full, And rapture tuned our tongues. 4 While many crowd thy house, How few around thy board Meet to record their solemn vows, And bless thee as their Lord. 5 Thou, thou alone canst give Thy gospel sure success ; Canst bid the dying sinner live Anew in holiness. 6 Come, then, with power divine, Spirit of life and love ; Then shall our people all be thine — Our church, like that above. 624— 8s 7s. Hymn 242. Add. Spiritual Harvest. i TTE that goeth forth with weeping, XjL Bearing still the precious seed, Never tiring, never sleeping, All his labour shall succeed. Then will fall the rain of heaven, Then the sun of mercy shine , Precious fruits will then be given, Through an influence all divine. 2 Sow thy seed, be never weary, Nor let fears thy mind employ ; Be the prospect ne'er so dreary, Thou may "st reap the fruits of joy. Lo ! the scene of verdure bright'ning, See the rising grain appear ; Look again, the fields are whit'ning ; Sure the harvest time is near. 708 HYMN DCXXV, DCXXVI. 625— L. M. Hymn 129. B. 2. Hoping for a Revival. 1 TTTHILE I to grief my soul gave way VV To see the work of God decline, Methought I heard the Saviour say, " Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. 2 " Tho' for a time I hide my face, Rely upon my love and pow'r : Still wrestle at the throne of grace, And wait for a reviving hour. 3 " Take down thy long-neglected harp, I've seen thy tears and heard thy prayer: The winter season has been sharp, But spring shall all its wastes repair." 4 Lord, I obey, — my hopes revive ; Come, join with me, ye saints, and sing ; Our foes in vain against us strive, For God will help and triumph bring. 626— 7s. Hymn 243 Add Converts. 1 TT7"HO are these that come from far, VY Swifter than a flying cloud? Thick as flocking doves they are, Eager in pursuit of God : Trembling as the storm draws nigh ; Hastening to the place of rest ; See them to their windows fly, To the ark of Jesus' breast. 2 Who are these but sinners poor, Conscious of their low estate ; Sin-sick souls, who for their cure On the good Physician wait ; HYMN DCXXVII. 709 Fallen— who bewail their fall — Proffer'd mercy who embrace, List ning to the gospel-call, Longing to be saved by grace. 3 For his mate the turtle moans ; For his God the sinner sighs ; Hark ! the music of his groans — Humble groans that pierce the skies ; Surely God their sorrows hears — Every accent, every look ; Treasures up their gracious tears ; Notes their sufferings in his book. 4 He, who hath their cure begun, Will he now despise their pain? Can he leave his work undone ; Bring them to the birth in vain ? No j we all, who seek, shall find ; We, who ask, shall all receive ; Be to Christ in spirit join'd ; With him ever, ever live. TIMES AND SEASONS AND SPECIAL OCCASIONS. DEDICATIONS. 627— P. M. Hymn 101. B. 1. On opening a place of worship. 1 TN sweet exalted strains, -L The King of glory praise ; O'er heav'n and earth he reigns, Thro" everlasting days : 710 HYMN DCXXVII. He, witli a nod, the world controls, Sustains or sinks the distant poles. 2 To earth he bends his throne, His throne of grace divine ; Wide is his bounty known, And far his glories shine : Fair Salem, still his chosen rest, Is with his smiles and presence blest 3 Then, King of glory, come, And with thy favour crown This Temple as thy dome, This people as thine own: Beneath this roof, O ! deign to show How God can dwell with men below. 4 Here may thine ears attend Our interceding cries ; And grateful praise ascend All fragrant to the skies! Here may thy word melodious sound, And spread the joys of heav'n around ! 5 Here, may th1 attentive throng Imbibe thy truth and love, And converts join the song Of Seraphim above ! And willing crowds surround the board With sacred joy. and sweet accord ! 6 Here, may our unborn sons And daughters sound thy praise ; And shine, like polish'd stones, Thro' long succeeding days ! Here, Lord, display thy saving pow'r, While temples stand and men adore ! HYMN DCXXVIII, DCXXIX. 711 028— L. M. Hymn 214. Add. Dedication. 1 TTERE, in thy name, eternal God, JLjL We build this earthly house for thee : 0 make it now thy fix'd abode, And guard it long from error free. 2 Here, when thy people seek thy face, And dying sinners pray to live, Hear thou, in heaven, thy dwelling-place, And when thou hearest, Lord, forgive. 3 Here, when thy messengers proclaim The blessed gospel of thy Son ; Still by the power of his great name, Be mighty signs and wonders done. 4 When children's voices raise the song, Hosanna to their heavenly King ; Let heaven, with earth, the strain prolong, Hosanna, let the angels sing. 5 But will, indeed, Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest ? Here will our great Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest 1 6 Thy glory never hence depart : Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; Thy kingdom come in every heart, In every bosom fix thy throne. 629— 7s. Hymn 245. Add. Laying a Corner-Stone. 1 T ORD of hosts, to thee we raise -Li Here a house of prayer and praise j Thou thy people's hearts prepare Here to meet for praise and prayer. 712 HYMN DCXXX. 2 Let the living here be fed With thy word, the heavenly bread ; Here, in hope of glory blest, May the dead be laid to rest. 3 Here to thee a temple stand, While the sea shall gird the land ; Here reveal thy mercy sure, While the sun and moon endure. 4 Hallelujah ! — earth and sky To the joyful sound reply ; Hallelujah ! — hence ascend Prayer and praise till time shall end. 630— C. M. Hymn 246. Add. Dedication. 1 OPIRIT divine, attend our prayer, O And make this house thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious power ; 0, come, Great Spirit, come ! 2 Come as the light : to us reveal Our sinfulness and wo, And lead us in the paths of life, . Where all the righteous go. 3 Come as the fire — and purge our hearts, Like sacrificial flame ; Let our whole soul an offering be, To our Redeemer's name. 4 Come as the dew — and sweetly bless This consecrated hour ; May barrenness rejoice to own Thy testifying power. 5 Come as a dove — and spread thy wings, The wings of peaceful love: HYMN DCXXXI, DCXXXII. 713 And let the church on earth become Blest as the church above. 6 Come as the wind, with "rushing sound." And Pentecostal grace, That all of woman born may see The glory of thy face. 7 Spirit divine, attend our prayer, And make this house thy home ; Descend with all thy gracious powers ; 0, come, Great Spirit, come ! 631— L. M. Hymn 247. Add. Erection of a Church. 1 rj^HIS house, O Lord, for thee we raise, JL Long may it echo with thy praise, And thou, descending, fill the place With choicest tokens of thy grace. - 2 Here let the great Redeemer reign, With all the glories of his train ; While power divine his word attends, To conquer foes and cheer his friends. 3 And in the great decisive day, When thou the nations shalt survey, May it before the world appear, That crowds were born to glory here. 632— C. M. Hymn 248. Add. Dedication. 1 TT7ITHIN this house, 0 Lord our God, VV In glory now appear; Make it a place of thine abode, And shed thy blessings here. 714 HYMN DCXXXIII. 2 When we thine awful seat surround, Thy Spirit, Lord, impart ; And let thy gospels joyful sound With power reach every heart. 3 Here let the blind their sight obtain, Here give the mourners rest ; Let Jesus here triumphant reign, Enthroned in every breast. 4 Here let the voice of sacred joy And humble prayer arise ; Till higher strains our tongues employ, In realms beyond the skies. 633— C. M. Hymn 249. Add. Opening a house of worship. 1 f\ SHEPHERD of thy people, hear; v^j Thy presence now display: Thou that hast given a house of prayer, Now give us hearts to pray. 2 Within these walls, let holy peace And love and concord dwell ; Here give the troubled conscience ease, The wounded spirit heal. 3 May we in faith receive thy word, In faith present our prayers ; And in the presence of the Lord Unbosom all our cares. 4 And may the gospel's joyful sound, By thine Almighty grace. Awaken slumb'ring sinners round To come and fill the place. HYMN DCXXXIV, DCXXXV. 715 MORNING AND EVENING. 634— S. M. Hymn 252. Add. Morning ITianksgiving. ERENE I laid me down, Beneath his guardian care ; 1 slept, and I awoke and found My kind Preserver near. 2 Thus does thine arm support This weak, defenceless frame : But whence these favours, Lord, to me, All worthless as I am ? xs: 3 0, how shall I repay The bounties of my God 1 This feeble spirit pants beneath The pleasing, painful load. 4 My life I would anew Devote, 0 Lord, to thee ; And in thy service I would spend A long eternity. 635— S. M. Hymn 92. B. 1. A Morning Hymn. 1 QEE how the mounting sun O Pursues his shining way ; And wide proclaims his Maker's praise, With ev'ry bright'ning ray. 2 Thus would my rising soul Her heav'nly Parent sing ; And to her great Original, Her humbler tribute bring. 3 Serene I laid me down Beneath his guardian care ; 716 HYMN DCXXXVI. I slept, and I awoke, and found My kind Preserver near ! 4 Thus doth thine arm support This weak defenceless frame ; But whence such favours, Lord, to me, All worthless as I am 1 5 0 ! how shall I repay The bounties of my God 1 This feeble spirit pants beneath The pleasing, painful load. 6 Dear Saviour, to thy cross I bring my sacrifice ; Cleans'd by thy blood, it shall ascend With fragrance to the skies. 7 My life I would anew Devote, O Lord, to thee ; And in thy service wish to spend A long eternity. 636— C. M. Hymn 93. B. 1 A Morning Song. 1 /"^NCE more, my soul, the rising day y~J Salutes thy waking eyes ; Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay To him that rules the skies. 2 Night unto night his name repeats, The day renews the sound ; Wide as the heav'n, on which he sits, To turn the seasons round. 3 'Tis he supports my mortal frame; My tongue shall speak his praise : My sins would rouse his wrath to flame, And yet his wrath delays. HYMN DCXXXVII. 717 4 On a poor worm thy povv'r might tread, And I could ne'er withstand ; Thy justice might have crush'd me dead, But mercy held thine hand. 5 A thousand wretched souls are fled Since the last setting sun, And yet thou length'nest out my thread, And yet my moments run. 6 Great God, let all my hours be thine, Whilst I enjoy the light ; Then shall my sun in smiles decline, And bring a pleasant night. 637— C. M. Hymn 96. B. 1. For Morning and Evening. 1 Tl OSANNA, with a cheerful sound, XI To God's upholding hand! Ten thousand snares attend us round, And yet secure we stand. 2 That was a most amazing pow'r That rais'd us with a word ; And ev'ry day, and ev'ry hour, We lean upon the Lord. 3 The ev'ning rests our weary head, And angels guard the room ; We wake, and we admire the bed That was not made our tomb. 4 The rising morning can't assure That we shall end the day; For death stands ready at the door, To take our lives away. 5 Our breath is forfeited by sin, To God's avenging law ; We own thy grace, immortal King ! In ev'ry gasp we draw. 718 HYMN DCXXXVIII, DCXXXIX. 6 God is our sun, whose daily light Our joy and safety brings ; Our feeble flesh lies safe at night, Beneath his shady wings. 638— L. M. Hymn 254. Add.; Sabbath Evening. 1 A NOTHER day has pass*d along, J\. And we are nearer to the tomb : Nearer to join the heav*nly song, Or hear the last eternal doom. 2 Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve, And soft the sunbeams lingering there ; For these blest hours the world I leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. 3 The time, how lovely and how still ; Peace shines and smiles on all below ; The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill, All fair with evening's setting glow. 4 Season of rest ; the tranquil soul Feels the sweet calm, and melts in love; And while these sacred moments roll, Faith sees a smiling heaven above. 5 Nor will our days of toil be long ; Our pilgrimage will soon be trod, And we shall join the ceaseless song — The endless Sabbath of our God. 639— 7s. Hymn 253. Add Evening. 1 "\TOW from labour and from care, ii Evening shades have set me free; In the work of praise and prayer, Lord, I would converse with thee : HYMN DCXL. 719 O, behold me from above ; Fill me with a Saviour's love. 2 Sin and sorrow, guilt and wo, Wither all rny earthly joys ; Naught can charm me here below But my Saviour's melting voice : Lord, forgive, — thy grace restore, — Make me thine for evermore. 3 For the blessings of this day. For the mercies of this hour, For the gospel's cheering ray, For the Spirit's quick'ning power ; Grateful notes to thee I raise, 0, accept my song of praise. 640— L. M. Hymn 94. B. L An Evening Hymn. 1 /^1 REAT God. to thee my ev'ning song VJ With humble gratitude I raise ; 0 let thy meicy tune my tongue, And fill my heart with lively praise ! 2 My days unclouded as they pass, And ev'ry gentle rolling hour Are monuments of wondrous grace, And witness to thy love and pow'r. 3 And yet this thoughtless, wretched heart, Too oft regardless of thy love, Ungrateful, can from thee depart, And, fond of trirles, vainly rove. 4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood Of Jesus : his dear name alone 1 plead for pardon, gracious God, And kind acceptance at thy throne. 720 HYMN DCXLI, DCXLII. 5 Let this blest hope mine eyelids close, With sleep refresh my feeble frame ; Safe in thy care may I repose, And wake with praises to thy name. 641— C. M. Hymn 95. B. 1 An Evening Song. 1 *]Yj"OW, from the altar of our hearts, J- 1 Let flames of love arise ; Assist us, Lord, to offer up Our ev'ning sacrifice. 2 Minutes and mercies multiplied, Have made up all this day ; Minutes came quick, but mercies were More swift and free than they. 3 New time, new favour, and new joys, Do a new song require : Till we shall praise thee as we would, Accept our hearts' desire. 4 Lord of our days, whose hand hath set New time upon our score ; Thee may we praise for all our time, When time shall be no more. 642— C. M. Hymn 110. B. 2 Evening Worship. 1 /^\ LORD, another day has flown, v^ And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fost'ring hand. 2 And wilt thou bend a list'ning ear, To praises low as ours ? Thou wilt ! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours. HYMN DCXLIII. 721 3 And Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, As we before thee pray ; For thou didst bless the infant train, And we are less than they. 4 0 let thy grace perform its part, And let contention cease ; And shed abroad in ev'ry heart Thine everlasting peace ! 5 Thus chasten*d, cleans'd, entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led ; The sun of holiness shall shine, In glory on our head. 6 And thou wilt turn. our wand'ring feet, And thou wilt bless our way ; Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall greet The dawn of lasting day. 643— P. M. 7. Hymn 121. B. 2. Saturday Evening. 1 O AFELY through another week, O God has brought us on our way ; Let us now a blessing seek On th' approaching Sabbath-day : Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest. Mercies multiplied each hour, Through the week, our praise demand : Guarded by Almighty pow'r, Fed, and guided by his hand : Though ungrateful we have been, Only made returns of sin. 3 While we pray for pard'ning grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, 31 722 HYMN DCXLIV. Show thy reconciled face, Shine away our sin, and shame From our worldly cares set free, May we rest this night w:'^h thee. 4 When the morn shall bid us rise, May we feel thy presence near ; May thy glory meet our eyes, When we in thy house appear: There afford us, Lord, a taste Of our everlasting feast. 5 May thy gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief for all complaints : Thus may all our Sabbaths prove, Till we join the church above. 644— C. M. Hymn 76. B. L Frail life, and succeeding eternity. 1 rMHEE we adore, eternal name ! J- And humbly own to thee How feeble is our mortal frame.; What dying worms are we ! 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, As months and days increase ; And ev'ry beating pulse we tell Leaves the. small number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath at first it gave ; Whate'er we do, where'er we go, We're trav'ling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick thro' all the ground, To push us to the tomb ; HYMN DCXLV. 723 And fierce diseases wait around, To hurry mortals home. 5 Great God ! on what a slender thread Hang everlasting things ! Tlv eternal state of all the dead Upon life's feeble strings! 6 Infinite joy or endless woe Attends on ev'ry breath ; And yet how unconcern'd we go Upon the brink of death ! 7 Waken. O Lord, our drowsy sense, To walk this dang'rous road ; And if our souls are hurried hence, May they be found with God, THE YEAR. 645— L. M. Hymn 85. B. 1. New Year. 1 f~A OD of our lives, thy constant care VJ" With blessings crowns each op ning year; Our guilty lives thou dost prolong, Awake anew our annual song. 2 How many precious souls are fled To the vast regions of the dead, Since from this day the changing sun Thro' his last yearly period run ! 3 Our breath is thine, eternal God ; 'Tis thine to fix our soul:s abode ; We hold our lives from thee alone, On earth, or in the world unknown. 724 HYMN DCXLV1. 4 To thee our spirits we resign ; Make them and own them still as thine ; So shall they smile, secure from fear, Tho' death should blast the rising year. 646— L. M. Hymn 86. B. h New Year. 1 T)LEST be tlv Eternal Infinite ! A-J Whose skill conducts this rolling sphere ; Who rules our day, who guards our night, And guides the swift, revolving year ! 2 Our race are falling ev'ry hour, While we distinguish'd yet appear ; 'Tis of thy matchless love and pow'r, That we are spar'd another year. 3 0 ! for a sweet refreshing time ; Saviour ! thy people wish thee near ; Come, and our joys shall be sublime, While we begin another year. 4 May thy good Spirit be our guide While thus we stay as pilgrims here ; Nor let us from our God backslide, As we have done the former year. 5 Strengthen our faith, increase our love , Fill us with godly, filial fear ; And to thy -waiting children prove Thy grace thro' ev'ry fleeting year. 6 This truth impress on ev'ry soul, That vast eternity is near ; That time's swift moments onward roll, To bring the last, the closing year. 7 When nature in a blaze shall die, Or death conclude our being here ; Then to our Jesus may we fly, To spend a never-ending year. HYMN DCXLY1I, DCXLVIII. 725 64 7- L. M. Hymn 87. B. 1. New Year. 1 /^1 REAT God. we sing that mighty hand, VT By which supported, still we stand ; The op"ning year thy mercy shows : Let mercy crown it till it close. 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, Still we are guarded by our God ; By his incessant bounty fed, By his unerring counsel led. 3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; The future, all to us unknown, We to thy guardian care commit, And peaceful leave before thy feet. 4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, Be thou our joy, and thou our rest ; Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, Ador"d thro" all our changing days. 5 When death shall interrupt our songs, And silence these our mortal tongues, Our helper, God, in whom we trust, In better worlds, our souls shall boast. 648— P. M. 7. Hymn 147. B. a. New Year. 1 "TTTHILE with ceaseless course the sun VV Hasted through the former year, Many souls their race have run, Never more to meet us here. 2 Fix'd in an eternal state, They have done with all below ; We a little longer wait, But how little — none can know. 726 HYMN DCXLIX. 3 As the winged arrow flies, Speedily the mark to find ; As the lightning from the skies Parts and leaves no trace behind : 4 Swiftly thus our fleeting days Bear us down life's rapid stream ; Upwards, Lord, our spirits raise, All below is but a dream. 5 Thanks for mercies past receive, Pardon of our sins renew ; Teach us henceforth how to live With eternity in view. 6 Bless thy word to young and old ; Fill us with a Saviour's love ; And when life's short tale is told, May we dwell with thee above. 649— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 287. Add. New Year. 1 rpHROUGH another year conducted, JL Unto thee our song we raise ; For thy rich unbounded kindness Thee we humbly join to praise : Lord, assist us Still to walk in wisdom's ways. 2 While again we bow before thee, Using here the means of grace ; While in worship we adore thee, In this oft-frequented place, 0, permit us To behold the Saviour's face. 3 While the word of life is preached, May thy Spirit now descend ; Thus enliven'd, thus distinguished, May this year in mercy end ; And Jehovah Be our everlasting Friend. HYMN DCL, DCLI. 727 SEASONS OF THE YEAR. 650— L. M. Hymn 81. B. 1. The Seasons. 1 rnHY providence, great God, we praise; -I- How good and great are all thy ways ! Thy bounty crowns our passing years, And dissipates our anxious fears. 2 Thy promise stands for ever fast, While sun, and moon, and earth shall last; The laws of seasons shall endure Till time and stars are known no more. 3 Summer and winter, cold and heat, And night and day in order meet ; Seed-time and harvest, each succeed, To prove thy love — supply our need. 4 When years are past, and seasons o'er, We still shall prove thy covenant sure ; And in the shining realms above Adore thy goodness and thy love. 651— C. M. Hymn 255. Add. Spring. 1 "TT7HEN beauty clothes the fertile vale, VV And birds their chorus sing, And fragrance breathes in every gale, How sweet the day of spring ! 2 O, let my inmost heart confess, With grateful joy and love, The bounteous hand that deigns to bless The garden, field, and grove. . 728 HYMN DCLII. 3 Inspired to praise, my soul would join Glad naturers cheerful song : While love and gratitude combine To tune my joyful tongue. 4 And faith exults, that yet the spring Of righteousness and praise, Our Saviour, God, will surely bring, And in all nations raise. 652— C. M. Hymn 82. B. 1. Summer — an Harvest Song. 1 fT\0 praise the ever-bounteous Lord, -L My soul, wake all thy pow'rs : He calls, and at his voice come forth The smiling harvest-hours. 2 His cov'nant with the earth he keeps ; My tongue his kindness sing ; Summer and winter know their time, His harvest crowns the spring. 3 Well pleas'd, the toiling swains behold The waving yellow crop : With joy they bear the sheaves away, And sow again in hope. 4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow The seeds of righteousness ; Smile on my soul, and with thy beams The rip'ning harvest bless. 5 Then in the last great harvest, I Shall reap a glorious crop ; The harvest shall by far exceed What I have sow:d in hope. HYMN DCLII1, DCLIV. 729 653— L. M. Hymn 256. Add. Harvest. 1 /^1 REAT God, as seasons disappear, VX And changes mark the rolling year, Thy favour still has crown'd our days, And we would celebrate thy praise. 2 The harvest-song would we repeat ; Thou givest us the finest wheat ; The joys of harvest we have known : The praise, 0 Lord, is all thine own. 3 Our tables spread, our garners stored, O, give us hearts to bless thee, Lord ; Forbid it, Source of light and love, That hearts and lives should barren prove. 4 Another harvest comes apace ; Ripen our spirits by thy grace, That we may calmly meet the blow The sickle gives to lay us low : 5 That so, when angel reapers come To gather sheaves to thy blest home, Our spirits may be borne on high, To thy safe garner in the sky. 654— L. M Hymn 257. Add Harvest improved. 1 "ir IFT up your joyful eyes, and see JLi A plenteous harvest all around, — The crop matured, and not a grain Shall useless fall upon the ground. 2 A harvest of immortal souls, Prepared by sov'reign grace and power ; Nor heat, nor cold, nor winds, nor storms, Shall hurt — nor birds of prey devour. 31* 730 HYMN DCLV. 3 An arm divine protects the saints, Omniscience rests on their abode ; Christ will conduct them safely home, Their kind Protector and their God. 4 O, happy day, when every sheaf, Ripen'd for glory shall be found ; When all the saints are gather d in, The joy of harvest shall resound ! 655— L. M. Hymn 84. B. X The Seasons crowned with goodness. 1 "p TERNAL Source of ev'ry joy ! jl-J Thy praise shall ev'ry voice employ, While in thy temple we appear To hail thee, Sov'reign of the year. 2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, Thy hand supports and guides the whole ; The sun is taught by thee to rise, And darkness when to veil the skies. 3 The flow'ry spring, at thy command, Perfumes the air, and paints the land j The summer rays with vigour shine, To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours Thro' all our coasts redundant stores ; While winters, soften'd by thy care, No face of want or horror wear. 5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, Demand successive songs of praise ; And be the grateful homage paid, With morning light and ev'ning shade. 6 Here in thy house let incense rise, And circling sabbaths bless our eyes, Till to those brighter courts we soar Where days and years revolve no more HYMN DCLV1, DCLVII. 731 656— 8s 7s. Hymn 258. Add. Autumn. 1 QEE the leaves around us falling, O Dry and witherd, to the ground, Thus to thoughtless mortals calling, In a sad and solemn sound. 2 Sons of Adam (once in Eden, Where, like us, he blighted fell), Hear the lesson we are reading ; Mark the awful truth we tell. 3 Youth, on length of days presuming, Who the paths of pleasure tread, View us, late in beauty blooming, Number'd now among the dead. 4 What though yet no losses grieve you, Gay with health and many a grace, Let not cloudless skies deceive you ; Summer gives to autumn place. 5 Yearly in our course returning, Messengers of shortest stay, Thus we preach this truth concerning— Heaven and earth shall pass away. 6 On the tree of life eternal, 0, let all our hopes be laid ! This alone for ever vernal, Bears a leaf that shall not fade. 657— C. M. Hymn 83. B. 1 Winter. 1 OTERN winter throws his icy chains O Encircling nature round ; How bleak, how comfortless the plains, Late with gay verdure crown'd I 732 HYMN DCLV1II. 2 The sun withdraws his vital beams, And light and warmth depart ; And drooping, lifeless, nature seems An emblem of my heart. 3 My heart, where mental winter reigns, In night's dark mantle clad, Confin'd in cold inactive chains, How desolate and sad ! 4 Return, 0 blissful Sun, and bring Thy soul-reviving ray ; This mental winter shall be spring, This darkness, cheerful day. 5 O happy state, divine abode, Where spring eternal reigns ; And perfect day, the smile of God, Fills all the heav'nly plains ! 6 Great Source of light, thy beams display, My drooping joys restore, And guide me to the seat of day, Where winter frowns no more. YOUTH. 658— S. M. Hymn 267. Add. Guide of Youth. 1 T^ROM earliest dawn of life, A. Thy goodness we have shared, And still we live to sing thy praise, By sovereign mercy spared. 2 To learn and do thy will, O Lord, our hearts incline ; And o'er the paths of future life Command thy light to shine. HYMN DCL1X, DCLX. 733 3 While taught thy word of truth, May we that word receive ; And when we hear of Jesus' name, In that blest name believe. 4 O, let us never tread The broad destructive road, But trace those holy paths which lead To glory, and to God. 659— S. M. Hymn 270. Add. Call to Youth. 1 IVTY son, know thou the Lord, -LV-L Thy father's God obey ; Seek his protecting care by night, His guardian hand by day. 2 Call, while he may be found, O, seek him while he's near ; Serve him with all thy heart and mind, And worship him with fear. 3 If thou wilt seek his face, His ear will hear thy cry ; Then shalt thou find his mercy sure, His grace forever nigh. 4 But if thou leave thy God, Nor choose the path to heaven ; Then shalt thou perish in thy sins, And never be forgiven. 660— C. M. Hymn 268. Add. Discretion. 1 T^RAIL youth are in a slippery path, -IT Beset with mighty foes ; Surrounded with disease and death, Unnumber'd sins and woes. 734 HYMN DCLXI. 2 Their passions war against the soul, And lead their feet astray ; Submitting to the world's control, They shun the narrow way. 3 To vanities of time and sense, Their youthful hearts are prone ; How difficult to draw them thence, To seek a heavenly crown ! 4 Great God, the work is wholly thine, To guide our erring youth ; Do thou their wandering hearts incline Te seek the ways of truth. 5 Restrain impetuous passions, Lord ; Upward direct their eyes ; Give them a heart to know thy word, And all thy counsels prize. 661— C. M. Hymn 269. Add Invitation to the Young. 1 ~V7"E hearts, with youthful vigour warm, X In smiling crowds draw near, And turn from every mortal charm, A Saviour's voice to hear. 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, Stoops to converse with you ; And lays his radiant glories by, Your friendship to pursue. 3 "The soul that longs to see my face, Is sure my love to gain ; And those that early seek my grace Shall never seek in vain." 4 What object, Lord, my soul should move. If once compared with tiiee ? What beauty should command my love Like what in Christ I see ? HYMN DCLXII, DCLX11I. 735 5 Away, ye false, delusive toys, Vain tempters of the mind ; 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, And here true bliss I find. 662— C. M. Hymn 157. B. 2. Importance of the season of Youth. 1 (~\H, in the morn of life, when youth v^ With vital ardour glows, And shines in all the fairest charms That beauty can disclose, — 2 Deep in thy soul, before its pow'rs Are yet by vice enslav'd, Be thy Creators glorious name And character engrav*d : 3 Ere yet the shades of sorrow cloud The sunshine of thy days ; And cares and toils, in endless round, Encompass all thy ways : 4 Ere yet thy heart the woes of age, With vain regret, deplore, And sadly muse on former joys, That now return no more. 5 True wisdom, early sought and gain'd, In age will give thee rest : O, then improve the morn of life, To make its ev'ning blest! 663— S. M. Hymn 158. B. 2. Youth the Morning of Life. 1 OWEET is the time of Spring, O When nature's charms appear : The birds with ceaseless pleasure sing, And hail the op'ning year. 736 HYMN DCLXIII. 2 But sweeter far the spring Of wisdom, and of grace, When children bless and praise their King, Who loves the youthful race. 3 Sweet is the dawn of day, When light just streaks the sky, When shades and darkness pass away, And morning beams are nigh. 4 But sweeter far the daivn Of piety in youth ; When doubt and darkness are withdrawn, Before the light of truth. 5 Sweet is the early dew, Which gilds the mountain tops ; And decks each plant and flow'r we view, With pearly, glitfring drops. 6 But sweeter far the scene, On Zion's holy hill ; When there the dew of youth is seen, Its freshness to distil. 7 Sweet is the op'ning flower, Which just begins to bloom, Which, ev'ry day and ev'ry hour, Fresh beauties will assume. 8 But sweeter that young heart, Where faith, and love, and peace Blossom and bloom in ev'ry part, With sweet and varied grace. 9 O, may life's early spring, And morning, ere they flee, Youth's dew, and its fair blossoming Be £riv"n, my God. to thee1. lY HYMN DCLXIV, DCLXV. 737 664— L. M. Hymn 159. B. 2. Youth Warned. E lovely bands of blooming youth, Warn'd by the voice of heav'nly truth, Now yield to Christ your youthful prime, With all your talents and your time. 2 Think on your end — nor thoughtless say, "I'll put far off the evil day;" Ah ! not a moment's in your pow'r, And death stands ready at the door. 3 Eternity ! — how near it rolls ! Count the vast value of your souls! Beware ! and count the awful cost, What they have gain*d whose souls are lost. 4 Pride, sinful pleasures, lusts and snares, Beset your hearts, your eyes, your ears — Take the alarm — the danger fly ! Lord, save me, be your earnest cry. MIDDLE AGE. 665— C. M. Hymn 160. B. 2. Middle Age. 1 A ND have I measured half my days, J\. And half my journey run, Nor tasted the Redeemer's grace. Nor yet my work begun ? 2 The morning of my life is past ; The noon is almost o'er : The night of death approaches fast, When I can work no more. 738 HYMN DCLXVL,- DCLXVII 3 0 Thou, who seest and know'st my grief, Thyself unseen, unknown, In mercy help my unbelief, And melt my heart of stone. 4 Regard me with a gracious eye, The long-sought blessing give, And bid me, at the point to die, Behold thy face, and live. OLD AGE. 666— C. M. Hymn 161. B. * Old Age. 1 "pTERNAL God! enthron'd on high! J-J Whom angel hosts adore ; Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh, Thy presence I implore. 2 Oh, guide me down the steep of age, And keep my passions cool ; Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practise ev'ry rule. 3 My flying years time urges on, What's human must decay : My friends, my young companions, gone, Can I expect to stay ? 4 Ah ! no, — then soothe the mortal hour j On thee my hope depends ; Support me with almighty pow'r, While dust to dust descends. 667— C. M. Hymn 271. Add. Trust in God. 1 A LMIGHTY Father of mankind, 1 jl On thee my hopes remain j HYMN DCLXVIII. 739 And when the day of trouble comes, I shall not trust in vain. 2 In early years thou wast my Guide, And of my youth the Friend ; And as my days began with thee, With thee my days shall end. 3 Thou wilt not cast me off, when age And evil days descend ; Thou wilt not leave me in despair, To mourn my latter end. Therefore in life I'll trust to thee, In death I will adore ; And after death will sing thy praise, When time shall be no more. MARINERS. 068— 8s 7s 4s. Hymn 272. Add Far, far at Sea. 1 OTAR of peace to wanderers weary, O Bright the beams that smile on me, Cheer the pilot's vision dreary, Far, far at sea. 2 Star of hope, gleam on the billow, Bless the soul that sighs for thee, Bless the sailor's lonely pillow, Far, far at sea. 3 Star of faith, when winds are mocking All his toil, he flies to thee : Save him, on the billows rocking, Far, far at sea. 740 HYMN DCLXIX, DCLXX. 4 Star Divine, O safely guide him, Bring the wanderer home to thee ; Sore temptations long have tried him, Far, far at sea. 669— C. M. Hymn 273. Add. Prayer for Seamen. 1 "\T7*E come, O Lord, before thy throne, VV And, with united pleas, We meet and pray for those who roam Far off upon the seas. 2 O, may the Holy Spirit bow The sailor's heart to thee, Till tears of deep repentance flow Like rain-drops in the sea. 3 Then may a Saviour's dying love Pour peace into his breast, And waft him to the port above, Of everlasting rest. 670— L. M. Hymn 274. Add. The Seaman's Song. 1 "TTTOULD you behold the works of God, VY His wonders in the world abroad? With hardy mariners survey The unknown regions of the sea. 2 They leave their native shores behind, And seize the favour of the wind ; Till God command, and tempests rise, That heave the ocean to the skies. 3 When land is far. and death is nigh, Bereaved of hope, to God they cry ; His mercy hears their loud address, And sends salvation in distress. HYMN DCLXXI. 741 4 He bids the winds their wrath assuage, And stormy tempests cease to rage ; The grateful band their fears give o'er, And hail with joy their native shore. 5 0, may the sons of men record The wondrous goodness of the Lord ; Let them their purest offerings bring, And in his church his glory sing. 671— P, M. Hymn 275. Add. The Christian's Voyage. 1 TESUS, at thy command, *J I launch into the deep, And leave my native land, Where sin lulls all asleep; For thee I fain would all resign, And sail to heaven with thee and thine. 2 What though the seas are broad ? What though the waves are strong ? What though tempestuous storms Distress me all along ? Yet what are seas or stormy wind ? Compared to Christ — the sinner's Friend ? 3 Christ is my Pilot wise, My compass is his word, My soul each storm defies, While I have such a Lord : I trust his faithfulness and power, To save me in the trying hour. 4 Though rocks and quicksands deep Through all my passage lie ; Yet Christ will safely keep And guide me with his eye ; How can I sink with such a prop, That b^ars the world and all things up ! 742 HYMN DCLXXII. 5 Come, heavenly wind, and blow A prosp'rous gale of grace, To waft me from below, To heaven, my destined place : Then, in full sail, my port I'll find, And leave the world and sin behind ! NATIONAL. 672— L. M. Hymn 106. B. 1. On a national Fast in War. 1 TT7HILE o'er our guilty land, 0 Lord, VV We view the terrors of the sword, O! whither shall the helpless fly? To whom, but thee, direct their cry 1 2 The suff'ring sinner's cries and tears Are grown familiar to thine ears : Oft has thy mercy sent relief, When all was fear and hopeless grief. 3 On thee, our guardian God, we call ; Before thy throne of grace we fall ; And is there no deliv'rance there? And must we perish in despair 1 4 See, we repent, we weep, we mourn, To our forsaken God we turn ; O ! spare our guilty country, spare The church, which thou hast planted here 5 We plead thy grace, indulgent God, -We plead thy Son's atoning blood, We plead thy gracious promises j And are they unavailing pleas '<■ HYMN DCLXXIIT, DCLXXIV. 743 6 These pleas, presented at thy throne, Have brought ten thousand blessings down, On guilty lands in helpless woe ; Let them prevail to save us too ! 673— L. M. Hymn 107. B. 1 For a public Fast in war, praying for peace. 1 TT7AR, horrid war, deep stain'd in blood, 1 V Still pours its havoc thro' our land ; Almighty God, restrain the flood ; Say " 'tis enough !" and stay thine hand. 2 Let peace descend with balmy wing, And all her blessings round us shed ; Our liberties be well secur'd, And commerce lift its fainting head. 3 Let the loud cannon cease to roar, The warlike trump no longer sound ; The din of arms be heard no more, Nor human blood pollute the ground. 4 Let hostile troops drop from their hands The useless sword, the glitt'ring spear j And join in friend ships sacred bands, Nor one dissentient voice be there. 5 Thus save, O Lord, a sinking land ; Millions of tongues shall then adore, — Resound the honours of thy name, And spread thy praise from shore to shore. 674— C M. Hymn 108. B. 1 On a public Fast during national Judgments. 1 OEE. gracious Lord, before thy throne, O Thy mourning people bend ! Tis on thy sov"reign grace alone Our humble hopes depend. 744 HYMN DCLXXV. 2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand Thy dreadful pow'r display ; Yet mercy spares this guilty land, And still we live to pray. 3 How chang'd, alas! For truths divine See error, guilt and shame ! What impious numbers, bold in sin, Disgrace the Christian name ! 4 0 ! turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, By thy resistless grace ; Then shall our hearts obey thy word, And humbly seek thy face. 5 Then, should insulting foes invade, We shall not sink in fear ; Secure of never-failing aid, Since God, our God, is near. 675— C. M. Hymn 109. B. L On a Fast-day during Pestilence or general Sickness. |EATH, with his dread commission seal'd, Now hastens to his arms ; In awful state he takes the field, And sounds his dire alarms. Attendant plagues around him throng, And wait his high command ; And pains, and dying groans, obey The signal of his hand. With cruel force he scatters round His shafts of deadly pow'r ; While the grave waits his destin'd prey, Impatient to devour. Diseases are thy servants, Lord, They come at thy command : We'll not attempt a murm'ring word, Against thy chast'ning hand. D1 HYMN DCLXXVI. 745 5 Yet, may we plead with humble cries, Remove thy sharp rebukes : Our strength consumes, our spirit dies, Thro' thy repeated strokes. 6 In anger, Lord, rebuke us not, Withdraw these dreadful storms : Nor let thy fury grow so hot, Against poor feeble worms. 7 O! hear when dust and ashes speak, And pity all our pain ; O ! save us, for thy mercy's sake, And send us health again ! 676— C. M. Hymn 110. B. 1. Thanksgiving for Victory. 0 thee, who reign'st supreme above, And reign'st supreme below, Thou God of wisdom, pow'r, and love, We our successes owe. 2 The thund'ring horse, the martial band, Without thine aid were vain ; And vict'ry flies at thy command To crown the bright campaign. 3 Thy mighty arm, unseen, was nigh, When we our foes assail'd ; 'Tis thou hast rais'd our honours high, And o'er their hosts prevail'd. 4 Their mounds, their camps, their lofty tow'rs Into our hands are giv'n ; Not fnm desert nor strength of ours, Bnffhro' the grace of heav'n. 5 The Lord of hosts, our Helper, lives; His name be ever blest : 'Tis his own arm the vict'ry gives ; He grants his people rest. 32 r 746 HYMN DCLXXVII, DCLXXVIK. 677— L. M. Hymn 111. R 1. Thanksgiving for national Peace. 1 /""I REAT Ruler of the earth and skies, vT A word of thine almighty breath Can sink the world, or bid it rise: Thy smile is life, thy frown is death. 2 When angry nations rush to arras, And rage, and noise, and tumult reign ; And war resounds its dire alarms, And slaughter spreads the hostile plain ; 3 Thy Sov'reign eye looks calmly down, And marks their course, and bounds their pow'rj Thy word the angry nations own, And noise and war are heard no more. 4 Then peace returns with balmy wing, Sweet peace ! with her what blessings fled ! Glad plenty laughs, the valleys sing, Reviving commerce lifts her head. 5 Thou good, and wise, and righteous Lord, All move subservient to thy will ; And peace and war await thy word, And thy sublime decrees fulfil. 6 To thee we pay our grateful songs, Thy kind protection still implore ; 0 may our hearts, and lives, and tongues, Confess thy goodness, and adore ! 678— C. M. Hymn 112. B. 1 Thanksgiving for Health after Pestilence. 1 OOVEREIGN of life, we own thy hand O In this late chast'ning stroke ; And, since we've smarted by thy rod, Thy presence we invoke. HYMN DCLXXIX. 747 2 To thee in our distress we cried, And thou hast bow?d thine ear ; The pestilence thou hast remov'd, And brought deliv'rance near. 3 Unfold, ye gates of righteousness ; That, with the pious throng, We may record our solemn vows, And tune our grateful song. 4 Praise to the Lord ! who staid the sword, And said, " it is enough ;" Praise to the Lord ! who makes his saints Triumphant e'en in death. 5 Our God, in thine appointed hour Those heav"nly gates display, Where pain, and sickness, fear and death, For ever flee away. 6 There, while the nations of the bless'd, With raptures, bow around, Our anthems to deliv'ring grace, In sweeter strains shall sound. 679— 8s. Hymn 276. AdcL Thanksgiving. 1 T ET gratitude waken the song, J_J And swell the harmonious lyre, Let praise the sweet anthem prolong, And joy every bosom inspire ! What favours around us have flow'd, Unmeasured, unspeakably great, By Heaven in rich mercy bestow'd On man in his fallen estate ! 2 The earth with rich verdure is crown'd, The fruits in their fulness appear, The songs of the reapers resound, And plenty encircles the year; 748 HYMN DCLXXX. The blessings of freedom are ours, And knowledge and virtue increase, No foe is invading our shores, We live with the nations at peace. 3 The sound of the gospel is heard ; The scriptures their treasures unfold, While thousands believe in the word, More precious than silver or gold : No fierce persecutions arise, The heart and the conscience to bind ; That wisdom which Heaven supplies, The weakest believer may find. 4 Let gratitude waken the song, And swell the harmonious lyre, Let praise the sweet anthem prolong, And joy every bosom inspire. A nation so favourd of God, Should ever acknowledge his hand ; Should send his salvation abroad — His gospel to every land. 680— 7s. Hymn 277. Add Swell the Anthem. 1 O WELL the anthem, raise the song, O Praises to our God belong ; Saints and angels join to sing Praises to our heavenly King. 2 Blessings from his lib'ral hand, Flow around this happy land; Guarded by his watchful eye, Peace and freedom we enjoy. 3 Here, beneath a virtuous sway, May we cheerfully obey; Never feel oppression's rod — ■ Ever own and worship God. HYMN DCLXXXI. 749 681— Gs 4s. Hymn 278. Add. Independence Ode. 1 Tj^REEMEN, awake the song! -1/ Gladly the strain prolong, Welcome this day ! It tells of glory won, By deeds of valour done; Shout till the setting sun Sheds its last ray. 2 Our happy land we sing — Your joyful tribute bring, The song to swell ; Sing of our country's worth — The place of freedom's birth — The noblest spot on earth — Her blessings telL 3 Tell how Jehovah's care, Guarded our blessings rare, Till this bright hour : And still secure from harm, Held by his mighty arm, And free from all alarm, We trust his power. 4 Science her power exerts, And treasures rich imparts : Ennobling truth. Whence holy influence springs, Upon her heaven-plumed wings, Bright burnish'd armour brings, To guard our youth. 5 Our youth — our country's gems— Their lustre brightly beams For coming days : 750 HYMN DCLXXXII. Let virtue's wreath be twined Round each — and every mind The lamp of knowledge find, To gild their ways. 6 May blest religion's light, Unfading, changeless, bright, Their guide-star be : And, as to age they move, Our Father's arm of love Guide them to realms above, Where all are free. MARRIAGES. 682— C. M. Hymn 279. Add. A Wedding Hymn. INCE Jesus freely did appear S' To grace a marriage-feast : Dear Lord, we ask thy presence here To make a wedding guest. 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, Who now have plighted hands ; Their union with thy favour crown, And bless the nuptial bands. 3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow — Of all rich dowries best; Their substance bless ; and peace bestow, To sweeten all the rest. 4 In purest love their souls unite, That they, with Christian care, May mate domestic burdens light, By taking mutual share. HYMN DCLXXXIII, DCLXXXIV. 751 5 0 may each soul assembled here, Be married, Lord, to thee ; Clad in thy robes, made white and fair, To spend eternity. 683— L. M. Hymn 280. Add, The same. 1 "TTTITH cheerful voices rise and sing VV The praises of our God and Kingj For he alone can minds unite In mutual love and pure delight. 2 O may this pair increasing find Substantial pleasures of the mind ; Happy in all things may they be, And both united, Lord, to thee. S So may they live, as truly one, And, when their work on earth is done, Rise hand in hand to heaven, and share The joys of love forever there. MISCELLANEOUS. 684— 7s. Hymn 282. Add. At Parting. 1 T^OR a season call'd to part, Jl Let us now ourselves commend To the gracious eye and heart Of our ever-present Friend. 2 Jesus, hear our humble prayer, Tender Shepherd of thy sheep ; Let thy mercy and thy care All our souls in safety keep. 752 HYMN DCLXXXV. 3 In thy strength may we be strong, Sweeten every cross and pain ; And our wasting lives prolong, In thy peace to meet again. 4 Then if thou thy help afford, Ebenezers shall be rear'd ; And our souls shall praise the Lord, Who our poor petitions heard. 685— C. M. Hymn 283. Ad* Parting of Friends. 1 rpHROUGH Christ, when we together came -L In singleness of heart, We met, 0 Jesus, in thy name, And in thy name we part. 2 We part in body, not in mind, Our minds continue one ; And each to each, in Jesus join'd, We happily go on. 3 0, may thy Spirit, gracious Lord, In all our travels still Direct and be our constant guard, To Zion*s holy hill. 4 0, what a joyful meeting there, Beyond these changing shades ; White are the robes we then shall wear. And crowns upon our heads. 5 Hasten, 0 Lord, and bring the day When we shall dwell at home ; Come, 0 Redeemer, come away j 0 Jesus, quickly come ! HYMN DCLXXXYl, DCLXXXVII. 753 686— C. M. Hymn 2S4. Add. Re-union of Friends. 1 /"""10ME, let us strike our harps afresh, V^ To great Jehovah*s name ; Sweet be the accents of our tongues, When we his love proclaim. 2 'Twas by his bidding we were call"d In pain awhile to part ; 'Tis by his care we meet again, And gladness fills our heart. 3 Blest be the hand that has preserved Our feet from every snare ; And blest the goodness of the Lord, Which to this hour we share. 4 0, may the Spirit's quick'ning power Now sanctify our joy, And warm our zeal in works of love, Our talents to employ. 5 Fast, fast our moments fly away, Soon shall our wanderings cease ; And with our Father we shall dwell, A family of peace. 687— P. M. Hymn 285. Add. Birth-day Dedication. OD of my life, to thee My cheerful soul I raise, Thy goodness bade me be, And still prolongs my days : 1 see my natal hour return, And bless the day that I was born. 2 A clod of living earth, I glorify thy name : 32* 'G' 754 HYMN DCLXXXVI11. From whom alone my birth And all my blessings came; Creating and preserving grace, Let r.Il that is within me praise. 3 My soul and all its powers, Thine, wholly thine, shall be ; All, all my happy hours 1 consecrate to thee j Whate'er I have, whate'er I am, Shall magnify my Maker's name. 4 Long as I live on earth, To thee, 0 let me live ; To thee my every breath In thanks and blessings give ; Me to thine image now restore, And I shall praise thee evermore. 688— C. M. Hymn 286. Add. A Birth-day Prayer. 1 O WIFT as the winged arrow flies 0 My time is hastening on ; Quick as the lightning from the skies, My wasting moments run. 2 My follies past, O God, forgive, My every sin subdue ; And teach me, henceforth, how to live With glory in my view. 3 'Twere better I had not been born, Than live without thy fear ; For they are wretched and forlorn Who have their portion here. 4 But thanks to thine unbounded grace, That in my early youth 1 have been taught to seek thy face, And know the way of truth. HYMN DCLXXXIX. 705 5 0, let thy Spirit lead me still Along the happy road ; Conform me to thy holy will, My Father and my God. 6 Another year of life is past ; My heart to thee incline, That if this year should be my last. It may be wholly thine. 689— C. L. M. Hymn 289. Add. Recovery from Sickness. 1 T LOVE the Lord, whose gracious ear X Was open to my cry ; He bade me, in the time of fear, Upon his grace rely. Long as I live I'll trust his care — To him address my fervent prayer. 2 Death's sorrows had encompass'd me, I felt the pains of hell ; On every side was misery, My woes no tongue could tell. Then I broke forth without control, " Lord, I beseech thee, save my soul." 3 Tender and gracious is his name ; Our God is ever kind ; The meek shall his protection claim, The humble, mercy rind ; Unto thy rest, my soul, return, The bounties of thy God discern. 4 The Lord hath kept my soul from death, Preserved my eyes from tears ; My feet from falling, where beneath Were spread the fowler's snares ; Living I'll walk before the Lord; His name forever be adored. 756 HYMN DCXC. 690— P. M. Hymn 139. B. 1. The song of Hannah — an encouragement to Prayer, 1 TT7HEN Hannah, press'd with grief, V V Pour'd forth her soul in pray'rs; She quickly found relief, And songs succeeded tears. Like her, in ev'ry trying case, Let us approach the throne of grace. 2 When she began to pray, Her heart was pain'd and sad ; But ere she went away, Was comforted and glad : In trouble, what a resting-place, Have they who know the throne of grace! 3 Eli her case mistook ; How was her spirit mov'd By his unkind rebuke! But God her cause approv'd. We need not fear a creature's lace, While welcome at a throne of grace. 4 Men have not pow'r nor skill With troubled souls to bear ; Tho' they express good will, Poor comforters they are : But swelling sorrows sink apace, When we approach the throne of grace. 5 Thousands have often tried, And with success were crown'd ; Not one has been denied, But all an answer found. Let us by faith their footsteps trace, And hasten to the throne of grace. HYMN DCXCI, DCXCII. 757 691— C. M. Hymn 144. B. 1, The song of Simeon — death to a believer desirable. 1 T ORD, in thy temple we appear, -Li As happy Simeon came, And hope to meet our Saviour here ; 0 make our joys the same ! 2 With what divine and vast delight The good old man was fill'd, When fondly in his wither'd arms He clasp*d the holy child ! 3 " Now I can leave this world," he cried, " Behold, thy servant dies ! " I've seen thy great salvation, Lord, "And close my peaceful eyes. 4 "This is the light prepar"d to shine " Upon the Gentile lands ; " Thine Israel's glory, and their hope, " To break their slavish bands." 5 Jesus ! the vision of thy face Hath overpow"ring charms ! Scarce shall I feel death's cold embrace, If Christ be in my arms. 6 When flesh shall fail, and heart-strings break, Sweet will the minutes roll ; A mortal paleness on my cheek, But glory in my soul. 692— C. M. Hymn 140. B. 1. The song of Hezekiah. 1 \\T HEN we are rais*d from deep distress, VV Our God deserves a song; We take the pattern of our praise From Hezekiah's tongue. 758 HYMN DCXCIII. 2 The gates of the devouring grave Are open'd wide in vain, If he, who holds the keys of death, Commands them fast again. 3 Pains of the flesh are wont t' abuse Our minds with slavish fears; " Our days are past, and we shall lose " The remnant of our years." 4 "We chatter with a swallow's voice, Or like a dove we mourn ; "With bitterness instead of joys, Afflicted and forlorn. 5 Jehovah speaks the healing word, And no disease withstands ; Fevers and plagues obey the Lord, And fly at his commands. 6 If half the strings of life should break, He can our frame restore : He casts our sins behind his back, And they are found no more. 593— L M. Hymn 141. B. 1 The song of Mary. jUR souls shall magnify the Lord; In God the Saviour we rejoice ; While we repeat the Virgin's song, May the same Spirit tune our voice ! 2 The Highest saw her low estate, And mighty things his hand hath done; His overshadowing pow'r and grace Makes her the mother of his Son. 3 Let ev"ry nation call her bless'd, And endless years prolong her fame : O1 HYMN DCXCIV. 759 But God alone must be ador'd ; Holy and rev'rend is his name. 4 To those that fear and trust the Lord, His mercy stands for ever sure; From age to age his promise lives, And the performance is secure. 5 He spake to Abra'm and his seed, "In thee shall all the earth be bless'd :" The mem'ry of that ancient word Lay long in his eternal breast. 6 But now, no more shall Israel wait, No more the Gentiles lie forlorn: Lo, the desire of nations comes! Behold, the promis"d Seed is born ! 694— P. M. 7. Hymn 96. B. 2. The three Mountains. 1 TT7 HEN on Sinai's top I see VV God descend in majesty, To proclaim his holy law, All my spirit sinks with awe. 2 When in ecstasy sublime, Tabor's glorious steep I climb, At the too transporting light, Darkness rushes o'er my sight. 3 When on Calvary I rest, God, in flesh made manifest, Shines in my Redeemer's face, Full of beauty, truth, and grace. 4 Here I would for ever stay, Weep, and gaze my soul away ; Thou art heav'n on earth to me, Lovely, mournful Calvary. 760 HYMN DCXCV, DCXCVI. 695— L. M. Hymn 120. B. 2 Family Worship. 1 "FEATHER of all, thy cave we bless, A. Which crowns our families with peace; From thee they spring, and by thy hand They have been, and are still sustain'd. 2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd, Be our domestic altars rais'd ; Who, Lord of heav'n, scorns not to dwell With saints, in their obscurest cell. 3 To thee may each united house, Morning and night, present its vows ; Our servants there, and rising race, Be taught thy precepts and thy grace. 4 Oh, may each future age proclaim The honours of thy glorious name ; While, pleas'd and thankful, we remove To join the family above. 696— C. M. Hymn 150. B. 2 The Traveller's Hymn. 1 TTOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord, JLJL How sure is their defence ! Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help, Omnipotence ! 2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, Supported by thy care ; Thro* burning climes they pass unhurt, And breathe iu tainted air. 3 When, by the dreadful tempest borne, High on the broken wave, They know thou art not slow to hear, Nor impotent to save. HYMN DCXCVII. 761 4 The storm is laid — the winds retire, Obedient to thy will : The sea, that roars at thy command, At thy command is still. 5 In midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, Thy goodness we'll adore ; We'll praise thee for thy mercies past, And humbly hope for more. 697— L. M. Hymn 149. B. 2. Poor Children's appeal to Christians. God's own house, by silent night, 1 TNG 1 Th And there, by viewless angels kept, Samuel, the child, securely slept. 2 A voice unknown the stillness broke, " Samuel !;' it call'd, and thrice it spoke ; He rose — he ask'd whence came the word From Eli ? No ; it was the Lord. 3 Thus early call'd to serve his God, In paths of righteousness he trod ; Prophetic visions fir'd his breast, And all the chosen tribes were blest. 4 Speak, Lord ! and from our earliest days Incline our hearts to love thy ways ; Thy wak'ning voice has reach d our ear, Speak, Lord, to us ; thy servants hear. 5 And ye, who know the Saviour's love, And richly all his mercies prove, Your timely, friendly aid afford, That we may early serve the Lord, ir 762 HYMN DCXCVIII. 698— C. M. Hymn 138. B. 1 The summary of Faith. "N God the Father I believe, Who heaven and earth did frame, By his almighty Word ; his praise And glory to proclaim. 2 I do believe in Jesus Christ, God's only Son, our Lord, Begotten from eternity, The everlasting Word. 3 I in the Holy Ghost believe, A Person true, and One, In essence, pow'r, eternity, With Father and with Son. 4 An holy catholic Church I own, The heirs of heav'n design'd : By union all to Christ their head, And one another join'd. 5 Redemption thro' the blood of Christ I heartily embrace ; A full forgiveness of my sins, The gift of sov'reign grace. 6 The Resurrection of the dead, Sincerely I maintain ; My soul and body glorified, With Christ shall live and reign. 7 The hopes of everlasting Life My fainting soul sustain : To this I set my solemn seal, And say, in truth, Amen! 8 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. HYMN DCXCIX, DCC. 763 699— C. M. Hymn 290. Add. Public Profession. 1 "\7"E men and angels, witness now, -1L Before the Lord we speak ; To him we make our solemn vow, A vow we dare not break ; — 2 That, long as life itself shall last, Ourselves to Christ we yield ; Nor, from his cause will we depart, Nor ever quit the field. 3 We trust not in our native strength, But on his grace rely ; May he, with our returning wants, All needful aid supply. 4 0, guide our doubtful feet aright, And keep us in thy ways ; And, while we turn our vows to prayers, Turn thou our prayers to praise. DEATH. DEATH GENERALLY. 700— C. M. Hymn 77. B. 1. Time is short. 1 rr>HE time is short ! the season near JL When death will us remove ; To leave our friends, however dear, And all we fondly love. 764 HYMN DCC1. 2 The time is short ! sinners, beware, Nor trifle time away ; The word of great salvation hear, While it is call'd to-day. 3 The time is short ! ye rebels, now To Christ the Lord submit ; To mercy's golden sceptre bow, And fall at Jesu's feet. 4 The time is short ! ye saints, rejoice , The Lord will quickly come : Soon shall ye hear the Bridegroom's voice, To call you to your home. 5 The time is short ! it swiftly flies, The hour is just at hand, When we shall mount above the skies, And reach the wish"d-for land. 6 The time is short ! the moment near When we shall dwell above ; And be for ever happy there, With Jesus, whom we love. 701— 7s 6s. Hymn 294. Add. Time is winging, fyc. 1 f I TIME is winging us away, J- To our eternal home ; Life is but a winters day, A journey to the tomb ; Youth and vigour soon will flee, Blooming beauty lose its charms ; All that's mortal soon will be Enclosed in death's cold arms. 2 Time is winging us away To our eternal home ; Life is but a winter's day, A journey to the tomb : HYMN DCCII, DCCIII. 765 But the Christian shall enjoy Health and beauty soon above ; Far beyond the world's alloy — Secure in Jesus' love. 702— L. M. Hymn 295. Add. To-day. 1 npHAT awful hour will soon appear ; JL Swift on the wings of time it flies ; When all that pains or pleases here Will vanish from my closing eyes. 2 Death calls my friends, my neighbours hence, None can resist the fatal dart: Continual warnings strike my sense, And shall they fail to reach my heart. 3 Think, O my soul, how much depends On the short period of to-day ; Shall time, which heaven in mercy lends, Be negligently thrown away? 4 Lord of my life, inspire my heart With heavenly ardour, grace divine ; Nor let thy presence e*er depart ; For strength, and life, and death, are thine. 703— C. M. Hymn 296. Add, Man's days are as grass. 1 "TiEATH ! what a solemn word to all I JLJ What mortal things are men , We just arise, and soon we fall, To mix with earth again. 2 Twas sin that brought in all our wo, And gave to death his power ; Hence all our painful sorrows flow, Till life's departing hour. 766 HYMN DCCIV. 3 'Tis God that fixes each event Of varying life or death ; By him revolving years are lent, Or he arrests our breath. 4 Thankful we own thy goodness past, Thou sovereign Lord of all, Watching may each be found at last, To hear the bridegroom's call. 5 O, fit us for thy righteous will, Thy mercy, Lord, impart ; Help us thy pleasure to fulfil, And yield thee all our heart. 704— S. M. Hymn 293. Add. Our days, a hand-breadth. 1 "OEFORE us to the grave -13 How many hence have gone ! Nor could a friend, a brother, save, Or ransom, even one. 2 We follow'd their remains, As some will follow ours, Where mortals rest from all their pains, Nor count the tedious hours. 3 Since in their house below Our bodies soon must lie, Our latter end, Lord, make us know, And teach us how to die. 4 By faith may we receive Our pardon through thy blood — A righteousness, which thou canst give, A hope, divinely good. 5 Our triumph in thy name, Shalt thus be render*d sure; And we shall celebrate thy fame While endless years endure. O1 HYMN DCCV, DCCVI. 767 705— L. M. Hymn 292 Add. The Tolling Bell. |FT as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul, Let each one ask himself, "Am I Prepared, should I be called to die ?" 2 Only this frail and fleeting breath Preserves me from the jaws of death j Soon as it fails, at once I'm gone, And plunged into a world unknown. 3 Then, leaving all I loved 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 saved from guilt, 1 need not fear ; Nor would the thought distressing be — < " Perhaps it next may toll for me." 6 Rather my spirit would rejoice And long, and wish to hear thy voice ; Glad when it bids me earth resign, Secure of heaven, if thou art mine. 706— 7s. N. A. 291 Preparation for Death. 1 O INNER, is thy soul prepar'd O For the solemn hour of deaih? Couldst thou, if no longer spard, Calmly yield thy fleeting breath ? 768 HYMN DCCVII. Couldst thou meet thy God in peace, With thy follies unforgiv'n ; Or obtain one moment's bliss If admitted into heav'n 1 2 Art thou ready to depart? Would the heav'nly prize be sure To an unbelieving heart, To a soul by sin impure ? Can a sinner unrenew'd, Ever plead atoning blood? Can a rebel unsubdu'd, Ever reach heaven's blest abodo i 3 Ready, in thy guilt to die ! Ready, evermore to dwell In a world of misery, In the burning depths of hell !— They alone can look with joy, For a glorious reward, Who on earth their souls employ In the service of the Lord. 707— C. P. M. Hymn 80 B. 1 Time and Eternity. 1 T 0! on a narrow neck of land, J-J'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand, Yet how insensible ! A point of time, a moment's space, Removes me to yon heav'nly place, Or — shuts me up in hell. 2 O God, my inmost soul convert, And deeply on my thoughtful heart Eternal things impress : Give rne to feel their solemn weight, And save me ere it be too late ; Wake me to righteousness. 3 Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day, HYMN DCCVIII. 769 When thou with clouds shalt come To judge the nations at thy bar : And tell me, Lord, shall I be there, To meet a joyful doom 1 4 Be this my one great bus ness here, With holy trembling, holy fear, To make my calling sure ! Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, And suffer all thy righteous will, And to the end endure ! 5 Then Saviour, then my soul receive, Transported from this vale, to live, And reign with thee above ; Where faith is sweetly lost in sight And hope in full supreme delight And everlasting love. 708— L. M. Hymn 78. B. 1. Eternity. 1 "PATERNITY! stupendous theme ! S-J Compar'd herewith, our life's a dream : Eternity ! 0 awful sound ; 'A deep, where all our thoughts are drown'dl' 2 Eternity ! the dread abode, And habitation of our God : His glory fills the vast expanse, Beyond the reach of mortal sense. 3 But an eternity there is Of dreadful woe, or joyful bliss : And, swift as time fulfils its round, We to eternity are bound. 4 What countless millions of mankind Have left this fleeting world behind ! They're gone; but where? — ah! pause and see- Gone to a long eternity ! 33 770 HYMN DCCIX. 5 Sinner, canst thou for ever dwell In all the fiery deeps of hell ? And is death nothing, then, to thee — Death, and a dread eternity 1 6 Ye gracious souls, with joy look up ; In Christ rejoice, your glorious hope ; This everlasting bliss secures ; God and eternity are yours. 709— L. M. Hymn 164. B. 2 The Living and the Dead. 1 TT7" HERE are the dead 1— In heav'n or hell W Their disembodied spirits dwell; Their perish'd forms, in bonds of clay, Reserved until the judgment day. 2 Who are the dead ? — The sons of time In ev'ry age, and state, and clime ; Renown'd, dishonour'd, or forgot, The place that knew them, knows them not 3 Where are the living? — On the ground Where pray'r is heard and mercy found ; Where, in the compass of a span, The mortal makes th' immortal man. 4 Who are the living — They whose breath Draws ev'ry moment nigh to death ; Of endless bliss or woe the heirs : Oh, what an awful lot is theirs ! 5 Then, timely warn'd, let us begin To follow Christ and flee from sin ; Daily grow up in him our head, Lord of the living and the dead. HYMN DCCX, DCCXI. 771 710— S. M. Hymn 163. B. 2. Issues of Life and Death. 1 /^\H, where shall rest be found, \-J Rest for the weary soul ! 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole. 2 The world can never give The bliss for which we sigh ; 'Tis not the whole of life to live, Nor all of death to die. 3 Beyond this vale of tears There is a life above; Unmeasured by the flight of years— And all that life is love. 4 There is a death whose pang Outlasts the fleeting breath : Oh ! what eternal horrors hang Around the second death ! 5 Lord, God of truth and grace, Teach us that death to shun ; — Lest we be driven from thy face, And evermore undone. 6 Here would we end our quest — Alone are found in thee The life of perfect love — the rest Of immortality. 711— C. M. Hymn 123. B. 1. Funeral Hymn — Death dreadful, or delightful. 1 "P\EATH ! His a melancholy day Jur To those that have no God ; When the poor soul is forced away, To seek her last abode. 772 HYMN DCCXII. 2 In vain to heav*n she lifts her eyes ; For guilt, a heavy chain, Still drags her downward from the skies, To darkness, fire and pain. 3 Awake and mourn, ye heirs of hell, Ye stubborn sinners fear ; Lest ye be driv'n from earth, and dwell A long for ever there. 4 See how the pit gapes wide for you, And flashes in your face ; And thou, my soul, look downward too, And sing recov'ring grace. 5 He is a God of sov'reign love, That promis'd heav'n to me ; And taught my thoughts to soar above, Where happy spirits be. 6 Prepare me, Lord, for thy right hand, Then come the joyful day; Come, death, and some celestial band, To bear my soul away. 112— C. M. Hymn 125. B. 1 Funeral Hymn — Death and Eternity. 1 OTOOP down, my thoughts that use to rise, K3 Converse a while with death; Think how a gasping mortal lies, And pants away his breath. 2 His quiv'ring lips hang feebly down, His pulses faint and few, Then speechless, with a doleful groan, He bids the world adieu. 3 But 0, the soul that never dies ! At once it leaves the clay ! HYMN BCCXIII. 773 Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies, And trace its wondrous way. 4 Up to the courts where angels dwell, It mounts triumphant there ; Or devils plunge it down to hell, In infinite despair. 5 And must my body faint and die 1 And must this soul remove ? O ! for some guardian angel nigh, To bear it safe above. 6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand My naked soul I trust; My flesh shall wait for thy command, And drop into my dust. 713— C. M. Hymn 131. B. 1 Funeral Hymn — A voice from the tombs. 1 TJ ARK ! from the tombs a doleful sound ; XI My ears attend the cry : " Ye living men, come view the ground " Where you must shortly lie. 2 " Princes, this clay must be your bed, " In spite of all your tow"rs ! "The tall, the wise, the rev'rend head " Must lie as low as ours." 3 Great God ! is this our certain doom ? And are we still secure ? Still walking downward to the tomb, And yet prepare no more 1 4 Grant us the pow'r of quickening grace, To fit our souls to fly ; Then, when we drop this dying flesh, We'll rise above the sky. 774 HYMN DCCXIV, DCCXV. 714— C. M. Hymn 104. B. 2. Impatience for death sinful. 1 TT7HY thus impatient to be gone ? VY Such wishes breathe no more; Let him who lockd thy spirit in, When meet, unbolt the door. 2 Why wouldst thou snatch the victor's palm, Before the conquest's won 1 Or wish to seize th' immortal prize, Ere yet the race is run ? 3 Inglorious wish, to haste away, And leave thy work undone ! To serve thy Lord will please no less Than praising round the throne. 4 While thou art standing in the field, For bliss thou" It riper grow ; Then wait the Lord's appointed time, Till he shall bid thee go. 715— 8s. Hymn 297. Add Death desirable. 1 "TT7HILE on the verge of life I stand, VV And view the scene on either hand, My spirit struggles with my clay, And longs to wing its flight away ; Where Jesus dwells my soul would be, And faints my much-loved Lord to see ; Earth, twine no more about my heart, For 'tis far better to depart. 2 Come, ye angelic envoys, come, And lead the willing pilgrim home; Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, Source of my joys, and of your own j HYMN DCCXVI. 775 That blissful interview, how sweet ! To fall transported at his feet ; Raised in his arms to view his face Through the full beamings of his grace. 3 As with a seraph voice to sing ; To fly as on a cherub's wing ; Performing with unwearied hands The present Saviours high commands j Yet with these prospects full in sight, We'll wait thy signal for the flight ; For while thy service we pursue, We find a heaven in all we do. DEATH OF A PASTOR. 716— L. M. Hymn 155. B. 3 Prayer for a sick Minister. 1 /~\ THOU, before whose gracious throne y~J We bow our suppliant spirits down ; Avert thy swift descending stroke, Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 2 Restore him, sinking to the grave — Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save ; Back to our hopes and wishes give, And bid our friend and father live. 3 Bound to each soul by tend'rest ties, In every breast his image lies : Thy pitying aid, 0 God, impart, Nor rend him from each bleeding heart. 4 Yet, if our supplications fail, And pray'rs and tears cannot prevail ; Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, And guide him safe to endless day. 776 HYMN DCCXVII, DCCXVIII. 717— C. M. Hymn 156. B. 3 Comfort under the loss of Ministers. 1 "TT7"HAT — tho' the arm of conq'ring death VV Does God's own house invade; What — tho' the Prophet and the Priest Be number d with the dead! 2 Tho' earthly shepherds dwell in dust, The aged and the young ; The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, And mute th' instructive tongue ; 3 Th' Eternal Shepherd still survives, New comforts to impart ; His eye still guides us, and his voice Still animates our heart. 4 Then let our drooping hearts revive, And all our tears be dry ; • Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, Which view a Saviour nigh ! 718— C. M. Hymn 298. Add. Death of a Minister. 1 rr\0 thee, O God, when creatures fail, JL Thy flock deserted flies ; And on th' eternal Shepherd's care Our steadfast hope relies. 2 When o'er thy faithful servant's dust, Thy saints assembled mourn, In speedy tokens of thy grace, O Zion's God, return. 3 The powers of nature all are thine, And thine the aids of grace ; Thine arm has borne thy chnrches up Through each succeeding race. HYMN DCCXIX. 777 4 Display thy sacred influence here, And here thy suppliants bless ; And change to strains of thankful praise Our accents of distress. 5 With faithful heart, with skilful hand, May this thy flock be fed ; And, persevering in thy ways, To Zion's mount be led. 719— C. M. Hymn 299. Add. Death of a Pastor. 1 TT7HY should our tears in sorrow flow, VV When God recalls his own; And bids them leave a world of wo, For an immortal crown 1 2 Is not e'en death a gain to those Whose life to God was given ? Gladly to earth their eyes they close, To open them in heaven. 3 Their toils are past, their wogk is done; And they are fully blest ; They fought the fight, the vicfry won, And enter'd into rest. 4 The flock must feel the shepherd's loss. And miss his tender care ; But they who bear with joy the cross, The crown shall brightest wear. 5 And is not he who call'd them home Still to his church most nigh, To bid successive labourers come, And all her need supply 1 6 Then let our sorrows cease to flow ; God has recall'd his own ; But let our hearts in ev'ry wo, Still say, « Thy will be done." 33* 778 HYMN DCCXX, DCCXXI. DEATH OF A CHILD. 720— C. M. Hymn 127. B. 1. Funeral Hymn — Death of a young child. 1 A LAS ! how chang'd that lovely flow'r, Jt\. Which bloom'd and cheerd my heart ! Fair fleeting comfort of an hour, How soon we're call'd to part ! 2 And shall my bleeding heart arraign That God, whose ways are love '} Or vainly cherish anxious pain For her who rests above ? 3 No ! — let me rather humbly pay Obedience to his will, And with my inmost spirit say, " The Lord is righteous still." 4 From adverse blasts, and low'ring storms, Her favour'd soul he bore ; And with yon bright, angelic forms She lives, to die no more. 5 Why should I vex my heart, or fast ? No more she'll visit me ; My soul will mount to her at last, And there my child I'll see. 6 Prepare me, blessed Lord, to share The bliss thy people prove ; Who round thy glorious throne appear, And dwell in perfect love. 721— C. M. Hymn 128. B. 1. Funeral Hymn — Comfort for pious Parents bereaved of their Children. 1 "\7"E mourning saints, whose streaming tears JL Flow o'er your children dead; HYMN DCCXXII. 779 Say not, in transports of despair, That all your hopes are fled. 2 If, cleaving to that darling dust, In fond distress ye lie, Rise, and with joy and rev'rence view A heav'nly parent nigh. 3 Tho', your young branches torn away, Like wither'd trunks ye stand ; With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, Touch'd by the Almighty's hand. 4 " I'll give the mourner,'' saith the Lord, "In my own house a place ; " No names of daughters nor of sons " Could yield so high a grace. 5 u Transient and vain is ev'ry hope " A rising race can give : " In endless honour and delight " My children all shall live." 6 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, Thro" which thy face we see ; And bless those wounds, which thro' our hearts Prepare a way for thee. 722— C. M. Hymn 165. B. 2. Death of a Youth. 1 "TT7HEN blooming youth is snatch'd away W By death's resistless hand, Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, Which pity must demand. 2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, O may this truth, imprest With awful pow'r — I too must die — Sink deep in every breast. 780 HYMN DCCXXIII. 3 Let this vain world engage no more : Behold the gaping tomb ! It bids us seize the present hour ! To-morrow, death may come. 4 The voice of this alarming scene May ev'ry heart obey ; Nor be the heav'nly warning vain, Which calls to watch and pray ! 5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly, Whose pow'rful arm can save ; Then shall our hopes ascend on high, And triumph o'er the grave. 723— C. M. Hymn 300. Add Death of a Child. 1 T IFE is a span, a fleeting hour, JLi How soon the vapour flies ! Man is a tender, transient flower, That e'en in blooming dies. 2 Death spreads his with ring, wintry arms, And beauty smiles no more ; Ah, where are now those rising charms Which pleased our eyes before 1 3 That once-loved form, now cold and dead. Each mournful thought employs ; We weep, our earthly comforts fled, And wither'd all our joys. 4 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, When what we now deplore Shall rise in full immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. 5 Cease then, fond nature, cease thy tears ; The Saviour dwells on high : There everlasting spring appears, There joys shall never die. HYMN DCCXXIV, DCCXXV. 781 724— C. M. Hymn 301. Add. Death of a Child. 1 jnpiS Jesus speaks, — I fold, says he, JL These lambs within my breast : Protection they shall find in me, In me be ever bless'd. 2 Death may the bands of life unloose, But can't dissolve my love ; Millions of infant souls compose The family above. 3 Their feeble frames my power shall raise And mould with heavenly skill : I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, And hands to do my will. 4 His words the happy parents hear, And shout with joy divine, " O Saviour, all we have and are Shall be for ever thine." 725— 7s. Hymn 302. Add. Death of a Child. 1 ly/TOURN not ye, whose child hath found -LVJ. Purer skies and holier ground ; Flowers of bright and pleasant hue, Free from thorns, and fresh with dew. 2 Mourn not ye, whose child hath fled From this region of the dead, To yon winged angel-band, To a better, fairer land. 3 Knowledge in that clime doth grow Free from weeds of toil and wo, Joys which mortals may not share ; Mourn ye not, your child is there. 782 HYMN DCCXXVI, DCCXXVII. 726— S. M. Hymn 303. Add. Death of a pious Child. HEN sickness, pain, and death xw Come o'er a godly child, How sweetly then departs the breath ! The dying pang, how mild ! 2 It gently sinks to rest, As once it used to do Upon its tender mother's breast, And as securely too. 3 The spirit is not dead, Though low the body lies ; But, freed from sin and sorrow, fled To dwell beyond the skies. 4 That death is but a sleep Beneath a Saviour's care ; And he will surely safely keep The body resting there. DEATH OF A CHRISTIAN. 727— C. M. Hymn 16, Pt. 4. B. 1 The righteous blessed in death. 1 TTEAR what the voice from heav'n proclaim! XI For all the pious dead ; Sweet is the savour of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2 They die in Jesus, and are bless'd ; How kind their slumbers are ! From suff'rings and from sin releas'd, And freed from ev'ry snare. s- HYMN DCCXXVIIl, DCCXXIX. 783 3 Far from this world of toil and strife, They're present with the Lord : The labours of their mortal life End in a large reward. 728— L. M. Hymn 16, Pt. 5. B. 1. The righteous blessed in death. AINTS in their graves lie down in peace, No more by sin or hell opprest ; The wicked there from troubling cease, And there the weary are at rest. 2 Thrice happy souls, who're gone before To that inheritance divine ! They labour, sorrow, sigh no more, But bright in endless glory shine. 3 There shall we join the blissful throng, And meet our dearest friends again ; And, all eternity, our song To Jesus raise, and with him reign. 729— S. M. Hymn 16, Pt. 6. B. 1 Triumph over death. 1 A ND must this body die ? Jl\. This mortal frame decay ? And must these active limbs of mine Lie moulding in the clay 1 2 Corruption, earth, and worms, Shall but refine this flesh; Till my triumphant spirit comes To put it on afresh. 3 God, my Redeemer, lives, And often from the skies Looks down, and watches o'er my dust, Till he shall bid me rise. 784 HYMN DCCXXX. 4 Array'd in glorious grace, Shall these vile bodies shine , And ev'ry shape, and ev'ry face, Look heav*nly and divine. 5 These lively hopes we owe To Jesus' dying love ; We would adore his grace below, And sing his pow'r above. 6 Dear Lord ! accept the praise Of these our humble songs, Till tunes of nobler sound we raise, With our immortal tongues. 730— C. M. Hymn 16, Pt. 7. B. I The prospect of Heaven makes death easy to a Believer 1 mHERE is a land of pure delight, -L Where saints immortal reign: Infinite day excludes the night, And pleasures banish pain. 2 There, everlasting spring abides, And never-with'ring flow'rs : Death, like a narrow sea, divides This heav'nly land from ours. 3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood, Stand dress'd in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan rolfd between. 4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink, To cross this narrow sea ; And linger, shiv'ring, on the brink, And fear to launch away. 5 O ! could we make our doubts remove, These gloomy doubts that rise, And see the Canaan that we love, With unbeclouded eyes : HYMN DCCXXXI, DCCXXXII. 785 6 Could we but climb wbere Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. 731— L. M. Hymn 166. B. 2. The Death of the Righteous. 1 T"l OW bless'd the righteous when he dies ! JLL When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eyes, How gently heaves th' expiring breast ! 2 So fades a summer cloud away, So sinks the gale, when storms are o'er ; So gently shuts the eye of day, So dies a wave along the shore. 3 A holy quiet reigns around, A calm, which life, nor death, destroys; Nothing disturbs that peace profound Which his unfetter'd soul enjoys. 4 Farewell, conflicting hopes and fears, Where lights and shades alternate dwell ! How bright th1 unchanging morn appears ! Farewell, inconstant world, farewell ! 5 Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, Light from its load the spirit flies ; While heav'n and earth combine to say, How bless'd the righteous when he dies ! 732— C. M. Hymn 130. .\ 1. Funeral Hymn — A saint prepared to die. 1 T^VEATH may dissolve my body now, J-J And bear my spirit home ; Why do my minutes move so slow, Nor my salvation come? 786 HYMN DCCXXXIII. 2 With heav'nly weapons, I have fought The battles of the Lord ; Finislfd my course, and kept the faith, And wait the sure reward. 3 God hath laid up in heav'n for me A crown which cannot fade ; The righteous Judge, at that great day, Shall place it on my head. 4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed This prize for me alone ; But all that love and long to see Th' appearance of his Son. 5 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe From ev'ry ill design ; And to his heav'nly kingdom take This feeble soul of mine. 6 God is my everlasting aid, And hell shall rage in vain ; To him be highest glory paid, And endless praise, — Amen. 733— C. M. Hymn 132. B. 1 Funeral Consolations. 1 TTEAR what the voice from heav'n declares JLj- To those in Christ who die ! " Releas'd from all their earthly cares, "They reign with him on high." 2 Then, why lament departed friends, Or shake at death's alarms ! Death's but the servant Jesus sends To call us to his arms. 3 If sin be pardon'd. we're secure ; Death has no sting beside ; The law gave sin its strength and pow'r ; But Christ, our ransom, died. HYMN DCCXXXIV, DCCXXXV. 787 4 The graves of all bis saints he bless'd, When in the grave he lay ; And rising thence, their hopes he rais'd To everlasting day ! 5 Then joyfully, while life we have, To Christ, our life, we'll sing; " Where is thy victory, 0 grave ! " And where, 0 death, thy sting !" 734— C. M. Hymn 124. B. L Funeral Hymn — Dying in the embraces of God. 1 "TVEATH cannot make our souls afraid, JlJ If God be with us there ; We may walk thro' its darkest shade And never yield to fear. 2 I could renounce my all below, If my Creator bid ; And run, if I were call'd to go, And die as Moses did. 3 Might I but climb to Pisgah's top, And view the promis'd land ; My flesh itself would long to drop, And pray for the command. 4 Clasp 'd in my heav'nly Father's arms, I would forget my breath ; And lose my life amid the charms Of so divine a death. 735— C. M. Hymn 126. B. h Funeral Hymn — Victory over Death. 1 "TT7HEN death appears before my sight, VV In all his dire array; Unequal to the dreadful fight, My courage dies away. 788 HYMN DCCXXXVI. 2 But see, my glorious Friend is nigh ! My Lord, my Saviour lives : Before him death's pale terrors fly, And my faint heart revives. 3 He left his dazzling throne above, To meet the tyrant's dart ; And, (0 amazing pow'r of love !) Receiv'd it in his heart ! 4 Now for the eye of faith divine, To pierce beyond the grave ! To see that Friend, and call him mine, Whose arm is strong to save. 5 Lord, I commit my soul to thee ; Accept the sacred trust; Receive this nobler part of me, And watch my sleeping dust : 6 Till that illustrious morning come, When all thy saints shall rise, And cloth'd in full, immortal bloom, Attend thee to the skies. 7 When thy triumphant armies sing The honour of thy name ; And heav'n's eternal arches ring With glory to the Lamb : 8 0 let me join th' enraptur'd lays, And with the blissful throng Resound salvation, pow'r, and praise, In everlasting song ! 736— C. M. Hymn 304. Add Present with the Lord. 1 TN vain our fancy strives to paint X The moment after death, The glories that surround the saint When he resigns his breath. HYMN DCCXXXV1I. 789 2 One gentle sigh his fetters breaks ; We scarce can say, " He's gone," Before the willing spirit takes Its mansion near the throne. 3 Faith strives, but all its efforts fail, To trace her heavenward flight ; No eye can pierce within the veil Which hides that world of light. 4 Thus much (and this is all) we know, They are supremely blest — Have done with sin, and care, and wo, And with the Saviour rest. 5 On harps of gold his name they praise, His presence always view ; And, if we here their footsteps trace, There we shall praise him too. 737— 8s 7s. " Hymn 305. Add. Consolation. 1 (~\ YE mourners, cease to languish y~s j O'er the grave of those ye love ; Pain and death, and night and anguish, Enter not the world above : While in darkness ye are straying, Lonely in the deep'ning shade, Glory's brightest beams are playing Round th' immortal spirit's head. 2 0, ye mourners, cease to languish O'er the grave of those ye love ; Far removed from pain and anguish, They are chanting hymns above ; Light and peace at once deriving From the hand of God most high ; In his glorious presence living, They shall never, never die. 790 HYMN DCCXXXVIII, DCCXXXIX. 738— 7s. Hymn 306. Add. Jlngelic Welcome. 1 " OPIRIT, leave thy house of clay ; O Lingering dust, resign thy breath ; Spirit, cast thy chains away, Dust, be thou dissolved in death :" Thus th' Almighty Saviour speaks, "While the faithful Christian dies ; Thus the bonds of life he breaks, And the ransom'd captive flies. 2 " Prisoner, long detain'd below, Prisoner, now with freedom blest, Welcome from a world of wo, "Welcome to a land of rest !" Thus the choir of augels sing, As they bear the soul on high ; While with hallelujahs ring All the regions of the sky. 3 Grave — the guardian of our dust ; Grave — the treas'ry of the skies; Every atom of thy trust Rests in hope again to rise. Hark ! the judgment trumpet calls, " Soul, rebuild thy house of clay ; Immortality thy walls, And eternity thy day !*' 739— 8s. Hymn 307. Add. Longing to be with Christ. 1 nno Jesus, the crown of my hope, JL My soul is in haste to be gone ; Oh bear me, ye cherubims, up, And waft me away to his throne. 2 My Saviour, whom absent I love, Whom, not having seen, I adore ; HYMN DCCXL. 791 Whose name is exalted above All glory, dominion, and power : 3 Dissolve thou these bonds that detain My soul from her portion in thee ; O, strike off this adamant chain, And make me eternally free. i When that happy era begins, When array*d in thy glories I shine, Nor grieve any more by my sins The bosom on which I recline : 5 Oh then shall the veil be removed, And round me thy brightness be pour'd J I shall see Him whom absent I loved, Whom not having seen, 1 adored. 740— C. M. Hymn 308. Add. Thanks to God for Victory. 1 /~\ FOR an overcoming faith, V_/ j To cheer my dying hours ! To triumph o'er the monster death, And all his frightful powers. 2 Joyful with all the strength I have, My quivering lips shall sing, " Where is thy boasted victory, Grave ? And where, O Death, thy sting?" 3 If sin be pardon'd I'm secure, Death has no sting beside ; The law is sin's condemning power, But Christ — my ransom — died. 4 Now to the God of victory, Immortal thanks be paid, Who makes us conq'rors while we die, Through Christ, our living Head. 792 HYMN DCCXLI, DCCXLII. 741— 4s 4s 6s * Hymn 309. Add. Consolation. 1 TT7HILE here I sit VY At Jesus' feet, Amid the vale of tears ; I'll trust his grace, And sing his praise, Nor yield to doubts and fears. 2 And can it be That I shall see My Saviour face to face 1 Forever prove His boundless love, And endless anthems raise. 3 The thought shall still My musings fill, By cares and sorrows press'd ; The blessed hope Shall lift me up — The hope of endless rest. 4 When God appears To wipe the tears From every pilgrim eye, What tongue can tell The joys they'll feel, Throughout eternity? 742— C. M. Hymn 310. Add. Future Glory. 1 JfiniS sweet to rest in lively hope, _L That when my change shall come, Angels will hover round my bed, And waft my spirit home. ' This become* CM. by singing tba 1st and 2d line* as one, and tbe S3 and 6th Una H on* HYMx\ DCCXLIII. 793 9 There shall my disimprisoned =oul Behold him and adore : Be with his likeness satisfied, And grieve and sin no more. 3 Shall see him wear that very flesh On which my guilt was lain ; His love intense, his merit fresh, As though but newly slain. 4 Soon, too, my slumbering dust shall hear The trumpet's quickening sound ; And by my Saviour's power rebuilt, At his right hand be found. 5 0, may the unction of these truths Forever with me stay, Till from her sinful cage dismiss'd, My spirit flies away. 743— S. M. Hymn 311. Add Hope in Death. 1 rpHIS world of sin and death -L Is not to be our home ; No ; by the light of precious faith, We seek a world to come. 2 Jesus is gone before. And shows our feet the way ; His death has made an open door To everlasting day. 3 Our load of earthly care, Temptation, grief, and pain, Will never find admittance there, Or break our peace again. 4 We may behold the tomb, And songs of vict'ry sing ; For death itself has lost its gloom, Since Christ destroy'd its sting. 34 'I 794 HYMN DCCXLIV, DCCXLV. 5 O, may we walk by faith, Till hence our souls remove ; Then, by its light, rejoice in death, And find our home above. 744— S. M. Hymn 312. Add It is not Death to die. "T is not death to die — To leave this weary road, And, 'midst the brotherhood on high, To be at home with God. 2 It is not death to close The eye long dimm'd by tears, And wake in glorious repose, To spend eternal years. 3 It is not death to bear The wrench that sets us free From dungeon chain, to breathe the air Of boundless liberty. 4 It is not death to fling Aside this sinful dust, And rise, on strong, exulting wing, To live among the just. 5 Jesus, thou Prince of Life! Thy chosen cannot die ; Like thee, they conquer in the strife To reign with thee on high. 745— 8s 7s. Hymn 313. Add Hope and Comfort. 1 TTAPPY soul ! thy days are ended, -CI All thy mourning days below; Go, by angel guards attended, To the sight of Jesus go: HYMN DCCXLVI. 795 Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo ! the Saviour stands above, Shows the purchase of his merit, Reaches out the crown of love. 2 Struggle through thy latest passion, To thy dear Redeemer's breast, To his uttermost salvation, To his everlasting rest. For the joy he sets before thee, Bear a momentary pain ; Die to live the life of glory, Suffer, with thy Lord to reign. 746— C. M. Hymn 314. Add. The Rest of the Grave. 1 TJOW still and peaceful is the grave ! XI Where, life's vain tumults past, Th' appointed house, by Heaven's decree, Receives us all at last. 2 The wicked there from troubling cease, Their passions rage no more ; And there the weary pilgrim rests From all the toils he bore. 3 There rest the prisoners, now released From slavery's sad abode ; No more they hear th' oppressor's voice, Or dread the tyrant's rod. 4 There servants, masters, small and great, Partake the same repose ; And there, in peace, the ashes mix, Of those who once were foes. 5 All, levell'd by the hand of death, Lie sleeping in the tomb ; Till God in judgment calls them forth, To meet their final doom. 796 HYMN DCCXLVII, DCCXLVIII. 747 Hymn 315. Add. Burial Anthem. 1 "DROTHER, thou art gone before us, XJ And thy saintly soul is flown, Where tears are wiped from every eye, And sorrow is unknown. From the burthen of the flesh, And from care and fear released, Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest. 2 The toilsome way thou'st travell'd o'er, And borne the heavy load ; But Christ hath taught thy languid feet To reach his blest abode. Thou'rt sleeping now, like Lazarus Upon his Father's breast, Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest. 3 Sin can never taint thee now, Nor doubt thy faith assail, Nor thy meek trust in Jesus Christ, And the Holy Spirit fail ; And there thou'rt sure to meet the good, Whom on earth thou loved st best, Where the wicked cease from troubling, And the weary are at rest. 748— L. M. 12s lis. Hymn 316. Add Funeral Hymn. HOU art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore thee, Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; !T HYMN DCCXLIX. 797 Thy Saviour has pass'd through its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. 2 Thou art gone to the grave ! we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side ; But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thee, And sinners may die — for the sinless has died. 3 Thou art gone to the grave ! and its mansion for- saking, Perchance thy weak spirit in fear linger'd long; But the mild rays of paradise beam'd on thy waking, And the sound which thou heard'st was the seraphim's song. i Thou art gone to the grave ! but we will not deplore thee, Whose God was thy Ransom, thy Guardian, and Guide ; He gave thee, he took thee, and he will restore thee, And death has no sting, for the Saviour has died. 749— 8s 7s. Hymn 317. Add. Death of a Young Sister in Christ. 1 OlSTER, thou wast mild and lovely, O Gentle as the summer-breeze, Pleasant as the air of evening, When it floats among the trees. ■798 HYMN DCCL. 2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber — Peaceful in the grave so low ; Thou no more wilt join our number, Thou no more our songs shalt know. 3 Dearest sister, thou hast left us ; Here thy loss we deeply feel ; But 'tis God that hath bereft us, He can all our sorrows heal. 4 Yet again we hope to meet thee, When the day of life is fled ; Then in heaven with joy to greet thee, Where no farewell tear is shed. 750— L. M. Hymn 318. Add. Sleeping in Jesus. 1 A SLEEP in Jesus ! blessed sleep, -aA- From which none ever wakes to weep ; A calm and undisturb'd repose, Unbroken by the last of foes. 2 Asleep in Jesus ! O, how sweet, To be for such a slumber meet ! With holy confidence to sing, That death has lost his cruel sting. 3 Asleep in Jesus ! peaceful rest, Whose waking is supremely blest; No fear, no wo shall dim that hour That manifests the Saviour's power, 4 Asleep in Jesus! O, for me May such a blissful refuge be ; Securely shall my ashes lie, Waiting the summons from on high. 5 Asleep in Jesus ! far from thee Thy kindred and their graves may be ; But there is still a blessed sleep From which none ever wakes to weep. HYMN DCCLI, DCCLII. 799 RESURRECTION. 751— L. M. Hymn 22, Pt. 1. B. 1. Resurrection of the dead. 1 "OLEST Jesus, source of ev'ry grace, J.J From far to view thy smiling face, While absent thus by faith we live, Exceeds all joys that earth can give. 2 But 0 ! what ecstasy unknown Fills the wide circle round thy throne, Where ev'ry rapt'rous hour appears Nobler than millions of our years ! 3 Millions by millions multiplied Shall ne'er thy saints from thee divide ; But the bright legions live and praise Thro' all thy own immortal days. 4 O happy dead, in thee that sleep, Tho' o'er their mould'ring dust we weep ! O faithful Saviour, who shall come That dust to ransom from the tomb ! 5 While thine unerring Word imparts So rich a cordial to our hearts, Thro' tears our triumphs shall be shown, Tho' round their graves and near our own. 752— C. M. Hymn 22, Pt. 2. B. 1. A prospect of the Resurrection. 1 TTOW long shall death, the tyrant, reign, il And triumph o'er the just; While the rich blood of martyrs slain Lies mingled with the dust? 800 HYMN DCCLIII. 2 Faith sees the Lord of Glory come, With flaming guards around ; The skies divide to make him room, The trumpet shakes the ground. 3 Faith hears the voice, " Ye dead, arise r* And lo ! the graves obey ; And waking saints with joyful eyes Salute th' expected day. 4 They leave the dust, and on the wing Rise to the midway air ; In shining garments meet their King, And low adore him there. 5 O may our humble spirits stand Among them cloth'd in white ! The meanest place at his right hand Is infinite delight. 6 How will our joy and wonder rise, When our returning King Shall bear us homeward thro' the skies, On love's triumphant wing. 753— L. M. Hymn 167. B. 2. Hope in the Resurrection. 1 TTNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, vJ Take this new treasure to thy trust ; And give these sacred relics room, To seek a slumber in the dust. 2 Nor pain, nor grief, nor anxious fear Invade thy bounds. "No mortal woes Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, While angels watch the soft repose. HYMN DCCLIV. 801 3 So Jesus slept ; — God's dying Son Pass'd thro' the grave and blest the bed ; Rest here, blest saint, till from his throne * The morning break, and pierce the shade. 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ; Attend, 0 earth ! his sov*reign word ; Restore thy trust — a glorious form — Call'd to ascend and meet the Lord. 754— C. M. Hymn 168. B. 2. Prospect of the Resurrection. 1 npHRO' sorrow's night and danger's path, JL Amid the deep'ning gloom, We, soldiers of an injur*d King, Are marching to the tomb. 2 There, when the turmoil is no more, And all our pow'rs decay, Our cold remains, in solitude, Shall sleep the years away. 3 Our labours done, securely laid In this our last retreat, Unheeded, o'er our silent dust. The storms of life shall beat. 4 These ashes poor, this little dust, Our Father's care shall keep, Till the last angel rise, and break The long and dreary sleep. 5 Then love's soft dew o'er ev'ry eye Shall shed its mildest rays, And the long-silent dust shall burst With shouts of endless praise. 34* D 802 HYMN DCCLV. JUDGMENT, 755— P. M. 8. 7. 4 Hymn 19, Pt 4. B. 1. Day of Judgment. (AY of judgment, day of wonders ! Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, Louder than a thousand thunders, Shakes the vast creation round. How the summons Will the sinner's heart confound ! 2 See the Judge our nature wearing, Cloth'd in majesty divine ! You, who long for his appearing, Then shall say, " This God is mine ! " Gracious Saviour, « Own me in that day for thine !" 3 At his call the dead awaken, Rise to life from earth and sea : All the pow'rs of nature, shaken By his looks, prepare to flee: Careless sinner, What will then become of thee ? 4 Horrors past imagination Will surprise your trembling heart, When you hear your condemnation, "Hence, accursed wretch, depart! "Thou with Satan " And his angels have thy part !"' 5 But to those who have confessed, Lov'd and serv'd the Lord, below ; He will say, "Come near, ye blessecf, " See the kingdom I bestow : " You for ever "Shall my love and glory know." HYMN DCCLYI, DCCLVIL 803 6 Under sorrows and reproaches, May this thought our courage raise ! Swiftly God's great day approaches, Sighs shall then be chang'd to praise : May we triumph When the world is in a blaze. 756— L. M. Hymn 169. B. 2. Christ's coming to Judgment. 1 rpHE Lord shall come, the earth shall quake, _L The mountains to their centre shake ; And witlvring from the vault of night, The stars shall pale their feeble light. 2 The Lord shall come, but not the same As once in lowliness he came*; A silent lamb before his foes, A weary man, and full of woes. 3 The Lord shall come ! a dreadful form, With wreath of flame, and robe of storm, On cherub wings, and wings of wind, Appointed Judge of all mankind. 4 Can this be He; who, wont to stray A pilgrim on the world's highway, Oppress'd by pow'r, and mock'd by pride, The Nazaretu, the crucified ? 5 While sinners in despair shall call, " Rocks hide us, mountains on us fall !M The saints, ascending from the tomb, Shall joyful sing, u The Lord is come !" 757— C. M. Hymn 319. Add. The Final Day. 1 rpHE day approaches, O my soul, J- The great decisive day, Which from the verge of mortal life Shall bear thee far away. 804 HYMN DCCLVIII. 2 Another day more awful dawns ; And, lo ! die Judge appears ; Ye heavens, retire before his face, And sink ye davken'd stars. 3 Yet does one short preparing hour, One precious hour remain ; Awake, my soul, with all thy power, Nor let it pass in vain. 4 We one and all must shortly die, And at thy bar appear ; Now be our intercourse improved To mutual profit here. 5 For this, thy temple, Lord, we throng, For this thy board surround ; Here may our service be approved, And in thy presence crown'd. 758— L. M. Hymn 320. Add. The Day of Judgment. 1 rpHAT day of wrath, that dreadful day, JL When heaven and earth shall pass away. What power shall be the sinner's stay? How shall he meet that dreadful day 1 2 When shrivelling like a parched scroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead; 3 O, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be thou the trembling sinner"s stay, Though heaven and earth shall pass away. HYMN DCCLIX, DCCLX. 805 •759—C. M. Hymn 321. Add. Judgment. 1 T3EH0LD the day is come, -D The righteous Judge is near, And sinners, trembling at their doom, Shall soon their sentence hear. 2 Angels in bright attire Conduct him through the skies, Darkness and tempests, smoke and fire, Attend him as he flies. 3 How awful is the sight, How loud the thunders roar ! The sun forbears to give his light, And stars are seen no more. 4 The whole creation groans, But saints arise and sing, They are the ransom'd of the Lord, And he their God and King. 760— C. M. Hymn 322. Add. Anticipated Judgment. 1 npHAT awful day will surely come, -L Th" appointed hour makes haste — When I must stand before my Judge, And pass the solemn test. 2 Thou lovely chief of all my joys, Thou Sovereign of my heart, How could I bear to hear thy voice Pronounce the word — Depart! 3 O, wretched state of deep despair — To see my God remove, And fix my doleful station, where I must not taste his love. 806 HYMN DCCLXI. 4 Jesus, I throw my arms around, I hang upon thy breast ; Without a gracious smile from thee, My spirit cannot rest. 5 0, tell me that my worthless name, Is graven on thy hands ; Show me some promise in thy word, Where my salvation stands. 761— S. M. Hymn 323. Add. Judgment in Prospect. 1 \ ND will the Judge descend ? S\. And must the dead arise ? And not a single soul escape His all-discerning eyes? 2 How will my heart endure The terrors of that day, When earth and heaven before his face Astonish "d, shrink, away ? 3 But ere that trumpet shakes The mansions of the dead, Hark ! from the gospel's cheering sound What joyful tidings spread. 4 Ye sinners, seek his grace — His wrath ye cannot bear ; Fly to the shelter of his cross, And find salvation there. 5 So shall that curse remove, By which the Saviour bled ; And the last awful day shall pour His blessings on your head. HYMN DCCLXII, DCCLXIII. 807 762— 8s 7s 6s. Hymn 324. Add. A Vision of Judgment. ,ARK brood the heavens o'er thee, XD Black clouds are gath'ring fast; In awful power thy God has come, Thy days of mirth are past. 2 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee. Red flames are bursting round ; Bright lightnings flash, loud thunders roar; How shakes the trembling ground! 3 Dark brood the heavens o*er thee, Behold, the Judge appears ; Unnumber'd millions throng around, Raised from the dust of years. 4 Dark brood the heavens o'er thee, Soon thou wilt hear thy doom ; Destruction opens wide for thee, Thy chosen, final home. 5 Yet stay — the vision lingers ; Why, sinner, wilt thou die ? Dark brood the heavens, but mercy waits— This hour to Jesus fly ! 763— 7s. Hymn 325. Add. Christ's second Advent. 1 TT ARK ! that shout of rapt'rous joy, -1-1 Bursting forth from yonder cloud ; Jesus comes, and through the sky Angels tell their joy aloud. 2 Hark ! the trumpet's awful voice Sounds abroad through sea and land : Let his people now rejoice, Their redemption is at hand. HYMN DCCLXIV. See, the Lord appears in view, Heaven and earth before him fly ; Rise, ye saints, he comes for you, Rise to meet him in the sky. Go, and dwell with him above, Where no foe can e'er molest j Happy in a Saviour's love, Ever blessing, ever blest. 764— 10s. Hymn 326. Add Day of Judgment. 1 T~l ARK ! from the deep of heaven a trumpet XI sound Thunders the dizzy universe around ; From north to south, from east to west it rolls, A blast that summons all created souls. 2 And swift as ripples rise upon the deep, The dead awaken from their dismal sleep ; The sea has heard it ; coiling up, with dread Myriads of mortals rush from out her bed. 8 The graves fly open, and with awful strife The dust of ages startles into life ; All who have breathed, or moved, or seen, of felt, All they around whose cradles kingdoms knelt— 4 Tyrants and warriors, who were throned in blood, The great and mean, the glorious and the good, Are raised, from every isle, and land, and tomb, To hear the changeless and eternal doom. HYMN DCCLXV, DCCLXVI. 809 765— L. M. Hymn 327. Add. End of the World. "OW great, how terrible that God, 2H Who shakes creation with his nod ! He frowns, and earth's foundations quake, And all the wheels of nature break. 2 Crush'd under guilt's oppressive weight, This globe now totters to its fate : Trembles beneath her guilty sons, And for deliv'rance heaves and groans. 3 And see, the glorious, dreadful day That takes th' enormous load away; See skies, and stars, and earth, and seas Sink in one universal blaze. 4 Where now, — ah, where shall sinners seek For shelter in the general wreck 1 Can falling rocks conceal them now, When rocks dissolve like melting snow ? 5 In vain for pity now they cry, In lakes of liquid fire they lie ; There on the burning billows toss'd, For ever, ever, ever lost. 6 But saints, undaunted and serene, Your eyes shall view the dreadful scene ; Your Saviour lives, though worlds expire, And earth and skies dissolve in fire. 766— P. M. Hymn 328. Add. Judgment. 1 pi REAT God, what do I see and hear ! VJT The end of things created ; The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated j 810 HYMN DCCLXVII. The trumpet sounds — the graves restore The dead which they contain"d before ; Prepare, my soul, to meet bim. 2 The dead in Christ shall first arise, At the last trumpet's sounding ; Caught up to meet him in the skies, With joy their Lord surrounding : No gloomy fears their souls dismay, His presence sheds eternal day On those prepared to meet him. 3 But sinners, fill'd with guilty fears, Behold his wrath prevailing; For they shall rise, and find their tears And sighs are unavailing. The day of grace is past and gone ; Trembling they stand before the throne, All unprepared to meet him. 4 Great God, what do I see and hear ! The end of things created ; The Judge of man I see appear, On clouds of glory seated ; Beneath his cross I view the day When heaven and earth shall pass away, And thus prepare to meet him. HEAVEN. 767— C. ML Hymn 330. Add Heaven. 1 T>AR from these gloomy scenes of night, JL Unbounded glories rise ; And realms of infinite delight, Unknown to mortal eyes. HYMN DCCLXVIII. Ill 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 these blissful regions know— Realms ever bright and fair, For sin the source of mortal wo, Can never eater 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. 6 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine, For thy bright courts on high ; Then bid our spirits rise, and join The chorus of the sky. 768— L. M, Hymn 79. B. 1. Eternal Life. 1 T^ TERNAL life ! how sweet the sound -LJ To sinners, who deserve to die ! Proclaim the bliss the world around, And shout the joys, ye worlds on high. 2 Eternal life ! how will it reign, When, mounting from this breathless clod, The soul discharg'd from sin and pain, Ascends t' enjoy its Father, God ! 3 Eternal life ! how will it bloom In beauty on that blissful day, When, rescued from th' impris'ning tomb, A glory clothes our rising clay ! 812 HYMN DCCLXIX, DCCLXX. 4 Eternal life ! 0 how refin'd The joy ! the triumph how divine ! When saints, in body and in mind, Shall in the Saviour's image shine ! 5 Holy and heav'nly be that soul, Where dwells an hope so high as this ; How should we long to reach the goal, And seize the prize of endless bliss ! 769— C. M. Hymn 329. Add Heaven. 1 rpHERE is a world of perfect bliss, JL Above the starry skies ; Fatigued with sorrows and with sins, I thither lift mine eyes. 2 'Tis there the weary are at rest, And all is peace within ; The mind with guilt no more oppress'd, The conscience calm and clean. 3 Farewell to earth and earthly things, In vain they tempt my stay ; Come, angels, spread your downy wings, And bear me swift away. 4 I long to see my Father's face, And love and sing like you ; Adieu, adieu, my dearest friends ; Vain world, once more adieu ! 770— C. P. M. Hymn 110. B. 2 The heavenly prospect. 1 "O EJOICING now in glorious hope, X\> We stand, and from the mountain top, View all the land below; Rivers of milk and honey rise, And all the fruits of Paradise In endless plenty grow. HYMN DCCLXXI. 813 2 A land where sin shall ne'er invade, Nor doubts shall cast a gloomy shade, With ev'ry blessing crown'd ; There dwells the Lord our righteousness, And keeps his own in perfect peace, And all his praise resound. 3 May we this better land possess, When in this howling wilderness, No longer we shall rove ; Lord, help us humbly to rejoice, In hope we there shall hear thy voice, And sing redeeming love. 771— C. P. M. Hymn 336. Add. Enjoyment of Heaven. 1 npHERE is an hour of peaceful rest, JL To mourning wand'rers given ; There is a joy for souls distress'd, A balm for every wounded breast — 'Tis found above in heaven. 2 There is a home for weary souls By sin and sorrow driven ; When toss'd on life's tempestuous shoals, Where storms arise and ocean rolls, And all is drear but heaven. 3 There faith lifts up her tearful eye, To brighter prospects given ; And views the tempest passing by, The evening shadows quickly fly, And all serene in heaven. 4 There fragrant flowers immortal bloom, And joys supreme are given : There rays divine disperse the gloom ; Beyond the confines of the tomb Appears the dawn of heaven. 814 HYMN DCCLXXII. 772— P. M. 11, 12 s. Hymn 105. B. 2. The affections detached from Earth, and aspiring to Heaven. 1 T WOULD not live alway : I ask not to stay A Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes, — full enough for its cheer. 2 I would not live alway, thus fetter'd by sin ; ,.' Temptation without and corruption within ; E'en the rapture of pardon is mingled with fears, And the cup of thanksgiving with penitent tears. 3 I would not live alway: no — welcome the tomb ; Since Jesus hath lain there, I dread not ite gloom ; There sweet be my rest, till he bid me arise To hail him in triumph descending the skies. 4 Who, who would live alway, away from hi3 God; Away from yon heaven, that blissful abode, Where the rivers of pleasure flow o'er the bright plains, And the noontide of glory eternally reigns: 5 Where die saints of all ages in harmony meet, Their Saviour and brethren, transported to greet: While the anthems of rapture unceasingly roll, And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul * HYMN DCCLXXIII, DCCLXXIV. G15 773— C. M. Hymn 22, Pt. 4. t. 1. Hope of Heaven. 1 TTTHAT have I in this barren land VV My Jesus is not here ; Mine eyes will ne'er be blest, until My Jesus doth appear. 2 My Jesus is gone up to heav'n, To fix a place for me ; For, 'tis his will, that where he is His followers should be. 3 Canaan I view from Pisgah's top ; Of Canaan's grapes I taste ; My Lord, who sends them to me hert Will send for me at last. 4 I have a God that changeth not ; Why should I be perplex'd ? My God, who owns me in this world Will own me in the next. 5 My dearest friends they dwell above Them will I go to see ; And all my^friends in Christ below Will soon come after me. 774— C. M. Hymn 331 Add. Heavenly Rest. 1 npHERE is an hour of hallow'd peace, JL For those with cares oppress'd, When sighs and sorr'wing tears shall ce&«e, And all be husb'd to rest. 2 'Tis then the soul is freed from fears And doubts which here annoy ; Then they, who oft have sown in tears, Shall reap again in joy. 816 HYMN DCCLXXV, DCCLXXVI. 3 There is a home of sweet repose, Where storms assail no more ; The stream of endless pleasure flows On that celestial shore. 4 There, purity writh love appears, And bliss without alloy ; There, they, who oft had sown in tears, Shall reap again in joy. 775— C. M. Hymn 109. B. 2. The hope of Heaven supporting. 1 "TT7HEN I can read my title clear VV To mansions in the skies, I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, And hellish darts be hurl'd, Then I can smile at Satan's rage, And face a frowning world. 3 Let cares, like a wild deluge, come, And storms of sorrow fall ; May I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all ! 4 There shall I bathe my weary soul In seas of heav'nly rest; And not a wave of trouble roll Across my peaceful breast. 776— C. M Hymn 171. B. 2 The heavenly Jerusalem anticipated. 1 JERUSALEM, my happy home, •) Name ever dear to me ! When shall my labours have an end, In joy and peace, and thee 1 HYMN DCCLXXVII. 817 2 When shall these eyes thy heavrn-built Wjalls And pearly gates behold ? Tby bulwarks with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold ? 3 0 when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend ; Where congregations ne'er break up, And sabbaths have no end? 4 There happier bow'rs than Eden's bloom, Nor sin, nor sorrow, know ; Blest seats, through wild and stormy scenes I onward press to you. 5 Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there Around my Saviour stand ; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. 6 Jerusalem, my happy home ! My soul still pants for thee, Then shall my labours have an end, When I thy joy shall see. 777— P.M. 7. Hymn 172. B. 2 Saints in Heaven. 1 TTIGH in yonder realms of light, XX Dwell the raptur'd saints above, Far beyond our feeble sight, Happy in Immanuel's love. Pilgrims in this vale of tears, Once they knew, like us below, Gloomy doubts, distressing fears, Tort'ring pain, and heavy woe. 2 Oft the big unbidden tear, Stealing down the furrow"d cheek, 35 818 HYMN DCCLXXVIII. Told, in eloquence sincere, Tales of woe they could not speak But these days of weeping o'er, Past this scene of toil and pain, They shall feel distress no more, Never — never weep again ! 3 'Mid the chorus of the skies, 'Mid th' angelic lyres above. Hark — their songs melodious rise, Songs of praise to Jesus' love ! Happy spirits ! ye are fled, Where no grief can entrance find, Lull'd to rest the aching head, Sooth'd the anguish of the mind ! 4 All is tranquil and serene, Calm and undisturb'd repose — There no cloud can intervene — There no angry tempest blows ! Ev'ry tear is wip'd away, Sighs no more shall heave the breast.' Night is lost in endless day — Sorrows — in eternal rest ! 778— L. M. Hymn 146. B. 1. The Song of the Redeemed in Heaven. 1 "OEHOLD the saints, belov'd of God ! JlJ Wash'd are their robes in Jesus' blood ; Brighter than angels, lo, they shine, Their glories splendid and sublime ! 2 Thro' tribulation great they came, They bore the cross, and scorn'd the shame ; Now in the living temple blest, With God they dwell, on him they rest. 3 Hunger they ne'er shall feel again, Nor pain, nor thirst shall they sustain ; , HYMN DCCLXXVIII. 819 To wells of living water led, By God the Lamb for ever fed. 4 While everlasting ages roll. Eternal love shall feast their soul; And scenes of bliss, for ever new. Rise in succession to their view. 5 Here, all who suffer'd sword or flame For truth, or Jesus' lovely name, Shout vict'ry now, and hail the Lamb, And bow before the great I AM. 6 Jesus, the Saviour, is their theme ; They sing the wonders of his name ; To him ascribing pow'r and grace, Dominion and eternal praise. 7 To him who lov'd them to the end, Their surety, sacrifice, and friend ; To him who wash'd them in his blood, And made them kings and priests to God ! 8 "Amen," they cry, "'tis he alone, " Who rightly fills his Father's throne, "To him be glory ;" and again Repeat his praise, and say, " Amen !" 9 0 sweet employ, to sing and trace Th' amazing heights and depths of grace ! To spend, from sin and sorrow free, A blissful, vast eternity! 10 O what a grand, exalted song, When ev*ry tribe and ev"ry tongue, Redeem'd by blood, with Christ appear, And join in one full chorus there ! 11 My soul anticipates the day; Would stretch her wings and soar away, To aid the song, the palm to bear, And bow, the chief of sinners, there 820 HYMN DCCLXXIX. 779— P. M. 11. Hymn 170. B. 2. The Christian's Home. 1 ?"|\/TID scenes of confusion and creature com- -LV_L plaints, How sweet to my soul is communion with saints ; To find at the banquet of mercy there's room, And feel in the presence of Jesus at home ! 2 Sweet bonds that unite all the children of peace! And thrice-precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease ! Though oft from thy presence in sadness I roam, I long to behold thee, in glory at home. 3 I sigh from this body of sin to be free, "Which hinders my joy and communion with thee ; Though now my temptations like billows may foam, All, all will be peace, when I'm with thee at home. 4 While here in the valley of conflict I stay, 0 give me submission and strength as my day; In all my afflictions, to thee would I come, Rejoicing in hope of my glorious home. 5 Whate'er thou deniest, 0 give me thy grace, The Spirit's sure witness, and smiles of thy face; Indulge me with patience to wait at thy throne, And find even now a sweet foretaste of home. 6 I long, dearest Lord, in thy beauties to shine, No more as an exile in sorrow to pine, And in thy dear image arise from the tomb, With glorified millions, to praise thee at home. HYMN DCCLXXX, DCCLXXXI. 821 780— Ss 7s. Hymn 332. Add. Life and Glory. 1 TT7HAT is life? 'tis all a vapour; VV Soon it vanishes away; Life is but a dying taper ; O, my soul, why wish to stay 1 Why not spread thy wings, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy 1 2 See that glory, how resplendent, Brighter far than fancy paints, There, in majesty transcendent, Jesus reigns, the King of saints. Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy. 3 Joyful crowds his throne surrounding, Sing with rapture of his love, Through the heavens his praises sounding, Filling all the courts above. Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy. 4 Go, and share his people's glory; 'Mid the ransonrd crowd appear ; Thine, a joyful, wondrous story, One that angels love to hear. Spread thy wings, my soul, and fly Straight to yonder world of joy. 781— L. M. Hymn 333. Add. Heaven. 1 TN heaven the heart o'erflows with love, A And every eye beholds its God ; The passions now no longer rove, The soul is wash'd in Jesus' blood. 822 HYMN DCCLXXXII. 2 Sin is for ever banish'd thence, Ecstatic raptures fill the mind; The low delights of flesh and sense, Are changed for pleasures all refined. 3 Oceans of bliss incessant roll, Nor Satan tempts, nor tyrants frown ; No transient clouds o'erspread the soul, And guilt and grief are never known. 4 0, could we drop this cumbrous clay, Soon would we climb the upper road ; On wings of love fly swift away, Till we shall reach the throne of God. 782— C. M. Hymn 334. Add Saints above. 1 T7IEW the bright ranks in order stand, V And round the throne appear ; Now free from each polluting sin, And each distracting care. 2 They know no grief, nor suffer pain, Their sighs are turn'd to songs ; Celestial love inflames their souls, And praise employs their tongues. 3 In Jesus' righteousness array'd, How beautiful and fair ! Rich the enjoyments they partake, And bright the crowns they wear. 4 Could I but hope at length to join The spirits of the just, I'd trample on this empty world, Nor cleave to earth nnd dust. RXMN DCCLXXXIII, DCCLXXXIV. 823 783— C. M. Hymn 335. Add. Heaven. 1 "VTOR eye has seen, nor ear has heard, J- i Nor sense, nor reason known, What joys the Father has prepared For those that love his Son. 2 But the good Spirit of the Lord Reveals a heaven to come ; The beams of glory in his word Allure and guide us home. 3 Pure are the joys above the sky, And all the region peace ; No lying lips, nor envious eye, Can taste or see the bliss. 4 Those holy gates forever bar Pollution, sin, and shame ; None shall obtain admittance there But followers of the Lamb. 5 He keeps the Father's book of life, Where all their names are found ; The hypocrite in vain shall strive To tread the heav'nly ground. 784— C. M. • Hymn 22, Pt. 5. B. t. Happiness of departed Saints. 1 TTOW happy are the souls above, -LJL From sin and sorrow free ! With Jesus they are now at rest, And all his glory see ! 2 " Worthy the Lamb," aloud they cry, " That brought us here to God :" In ceaseless hymns of praise, they shout Th» virtue of his blood. 824 HYMN DCCLXXXV. 3 Sweet gratitude inspires their songs, Ambitious to proclaim, Before the Father's awful throne, The honours of the Lamb. 4 With wond'ring joy they recollect Their fears and dangers past; And bless the wisdom, pow'r, and love, Which brought them safe at last. 5 Lord, let the merit of thy death To me be likewise giv'n ; » And I, with them, will shout thy praise Eternally in heav'n. 785— 7s. Hymn 337. Add. The Redeemed. 1 "TTTHO are these in bright array? VV This innumerable throng, Round the altar night and day, Tuning their triumphant song ; " Worthy is the Lamb once slain, Blessing, honour, glory, power, Wisdom, riches, — to obtain New dominion every hour." 2 These through fiery trials trod, These from great affliction came, Now, before the throne of God, Seal'd with his eternal name ; Clad in raiment pure and white, "Victor palms in every hand, Through their great Redeemer's might, More than conquerors they stand. 3 Hunger, thirst, disease, unknown, On immortal fruits they feed; Them the Lamb amidst the throne Shall to living fountains lead. HYMN DCCLXXXVI, DCCLXXXVII. 825 Joy and gladness banish sighs ; Perfect love dispels their fears ; And forever from their eyes God shall wipe away their tears. 786— 7s. Hymn 338. Add. Rising Saints. 1 T^ROM the roaring surge they come, Jl From the darksome depths of wo, Peril, weariness, and shame, Mark d their chosen lot below. 2 Sinking in the ocean brine, Jesus caught them from the flood ; Lo ! how bright their garments shine, Blanched in their Redeemer's blood. 3 Where is now the streaming tear ? Where the pang — the secret groan ? Sin nor sorrow mingle here, Shadeless splendour gilds the throne. 4 Like the rush of ocean storm, High the thundering chorus blends ; Rich with life, with rapture warm, Low th' adoring circle bends. 5 One their Lord, and one their song, Saint and seraph there combine ; Christian, be thy faith as strong, Rest as glorious shall be thine. 787— 8s 7s. Hymn 339. Add. Christ Enthroned. 1 Tl ARK ! ten thousand harps and voices i-i Sound the note of praise above j Jesus reigns, and heaven rejoices, Jesus reigns, the God of love : 35* 826 HYMN DCCLXXXV1II. See, he sits on yonder throne, Jesus rules the world alone. 2 Jesus, hail ! whose glory brightens All above, and gives it worth ; Lord of life, thy smile enlightens, Cheers, and charms thy saints on earth. When we think of love like thine, Lord, we own it love divine. 3 King of Glory, reign forever, Thine an everlasting crown ; Nothing from thy love shall sever Those whom thou hast made thine own. Happy objects of thy grace, Destined to behold thy face. 4 Saviour, hasten thine appearing ; Bring, O, bring the glorious day, When, the awful summons hearing, Heaven and earth shall pass away; Then with golden harps we'll sing, " Glory, glory to our King." 788— 6s 5s. Hymn 341. Add. Glory to the Lamb. 1 "T7^E servants of God, JL Your Master proclaim, And publish abroad His wonderful name ; The name all-victorious Of Jesus extol ; His kingdom is glorious, And rules over all. 2 God ruleth on high, Almighty to save; Yet still he is nigh, His presence we have: HYMN DCCLXXXVIII. 827 The great congregation His triumph shall sing, Ascribing salvation To Jesus, our King. Salvation to God, Who sits on his throne ; Let all cry aloud, And honour the Son ; Emanuel's praises The angels proclaim, Fall down on their faces, And worship the Lamb. 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. 828 DOXOLOGIES. DOXOLOGIES. 1. L.M. TO God the Father, God the Son, And God the Spirit — three in one, Be honour, praise, and glory given, By all on earth and all in heaven. 2. L. M. PRAISE God, from whom all blessings fl>vw, Praise him all creatures here below, Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 3. C. M. TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore ; Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. 4. C. M. TO praise the Father and the Son, And Spirit all divine, The One in Three, and Three in Onq Let saints and angels join. 5. S. M. TO the eternal Three, In will and essence one ; To Father, Son, and Spirit be Co-equal honours done. T< DOXOLOGIES. 829 6. P. M. 10 God the Father's throne, Perpetual honours raise, Glory to God the Son, And to the Spirit praise : With all our powers, Eternal King, Thy name we sing, while faith adores. 7. L. P. M. NOW to the great, and sacred Three, The Father, Son, and Spirit, be Eternal power and glory given, Through all the worlds, where God is known, By all the angels near the throne, And all the saints in earth and heaven. 8. C. P. M. TO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God, whom heav'ns triumphant host And saints on earth adore ; Be glory as in ages past, And now it is, and so shall last, When time shall be no more. 9. 7s. SING we to our God above, Praise eternal as his love, Praise him, all ye heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 10. 7s. PRAISE the name of God most high, Praise him, all below the sky, Praise him, all the heavenly host, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost : As through countless ages past, Evermore his praise shall last. 830 DOXOLOGIES. 11. 8s 7s. PRAISE the Father, earth and heaven, Praise the Son, the Spirit praise, As it was, and is, be given, Glory through eternal days. 12. 8s 7s 4s. FATHER, Son, and Holy Spirit. Thou, the God whom we adore, May we all thy love inherit, To thine image us restore, Vast eternal, Praises to thee evermore. 13. P. M. 7s 6s. TO the Father, to the Son And Spirit, ever bless'd, Everlasting Three in One, All worship be address'd. Praise from all above, below, As through the ages past, Now is giv'n, and shall be so While endless ages last. 14. P. M. lis 8s. ALL praise to the Father, all praise to the Son, All praise to the Spirit, thrice bless'd, The Holy, Eternal, Supreme Three in One, Was, is, and shall still be address'd. 15. P.M. lis. O FATHER Almighty, to thee be address'd, With Christ and the Spirit, one God, evel bless'd, All glory and worship, from earth and from heav'n, As was, and is now, and shall ever be giv'n. lM DOXOLOGIES. 831 16. P. M. 8s 7s. Jlpostolic Benediction. AY the grace of Christ the Saviour, And the Father's boundless love, With the Holy Spirit's favour, Rest upon us from above. 12 Thus may we abide in union, With each other, and the Lord, And possess, in sweet communion, Joys which earth cannot afford. 17. L. M. The peace of God, <§r. Phil. iv. 7. 1 rpHE peace, which God alone reveals, JL And by his word of grace imparts, Which only the believer feels, Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts. 2 And may the holy Three in One, The Father, Word, and Comforter, Pour an abundant blessing down, On ev'ry soul assembled here. 18. P. M. >Y all holy spirits That fill the wide heaven, And saints upon earth, Let praises be given To God. in three persons, the God we adore, As it has been, now is, and shall be e'ermore. 19. 7s 6s. TO Father, Son, and Spirit, The God whom we adore, Be loftiest praises given, Now and forever more. B 832 DOXOLOGIES. Earth join with heaven in singing The praise of pard'ning love, Till the loud anthem swelling Shall reach the courts above. 20. 7s 6s. FROM all in earth and heaven To God, the Three in One, Be boundless glory given, And ceaseless service done ; Co-equal praise to Father, To Son and Spirit be ; One God, they reign together, In holy Trinity. 21. 6s 4s. TO the great One in Three, The highest praises be, Hence, evermore ; His sovereign majesty May we in glory see, And to eternity Love and adore. GENERAL TABLE OF SUBJECTS. HTMNs. Introductory and General Praise - - - 1 — 11 The Scriptures - - 18 — 24 Divine Perfections 25 — 43 The Trinity - - 44—50 The Son and his Mediatorial Work - - 51 — 150 His excellence in general sung .... 51 — 71 Divinity and Sonship 72 — 77 Names, titles, offices, and various appellations 78 — 104 Mediatorial work 105—108 Advent 109—117 Death 118—132 Resurrection 133—137 Ascension and Exaltation 138 — 150 The Holy Spirit 151—167 Decrees 168 — 182 Man's Ruined State — Warnings - - - 183 — 199 The Law 200—237 The Gospel and its Invitations - - - 238 — 264 Conviction and Penitence 265 — 295 Conversion and Consecration - - - - 296 — 324 The Christian 325 — 466 His Character and Condition .... 325—336 His Feelings, Exercises, Joyful and Sor- rowing 325—386 Graces and Duties 387 — 466 Love to God and Christ 387 — 397 Love of Brethren 398 — 403 Faith 404—409—413—450 Progress 410 Conformity to Christ 411,412 Zeal and Activity 395, 414—421 Self-denial 418 Watchfulness 422, 426, 427, 431 Consistency 428, 429 Habitual Devotion 430 (833) 834 TABLE OF SUBJECTS. HYMNS Perseverance 432 Submission 434 — 440 Heavenly-mindedness 443 — 448 Contentment 448 Integrity 449 Charity 451—459 Miscellaneous 460 — 466 The Church 467, &c. General Character 467—470 Admission of Members 471, 472 Formation of 474 Worship 475, 476 Prayer 477—485 Lord's Prayer 486—502 Ministry 503—512 Sacraments ----...-•--- 513 Baptism 514 — 520 Lord's Supper 521 — 548 Missionary 549—609 Revival 610—626 Dedications 627—633 Morning 634—637 Evening 638—643 New Year ... - 644—649 Seasons of Year 650—657 Seasons of Life 658—667 Mariners 668—671 National Occasions - - 672 — 681 Marriage 682—683 Miscellaneous 684 — 699 Death 700, &c. Death generally 700 — 715 Death of a Pastor 716—719 Death of a Child 720—726 Death of a Christian 727 — 750 Resurrection - 751 — 755 Judgment 756 — 766 Heaven 767—786 Christ enthroned and praised - - - - 787, 788 INDEX TO THE SUBJECTS OF THE HYMNS. Activity, Christian, Hymn 415. Adam, primitive state of, 174. Admission to the church, 471, 472. Adoption, 331, 332. Adoration of Trinity, 48. Advent, 109, 113. Affliction, submission in, 362; sanctified, 363, 378. Aged, 666, 667. Alarming, 186—189. Amen, 502. Angels, song of, 114; Lord of, 147; their welcome, 738. Anger, 230. Appeal for laborers, 594. Armour, Christian, 419. Ascension, 138, 139. Ashamed of Christ, 303, 317, 541. Asking way to Zion, 313. Atonement, 121. See Christ. Backslider recovered, 371—373, 616. Baptism, 514, 520; not regeneration, 515; infant, 516 —519. Bearing the cross, 303. Bible, 18—24. Birthday, 687, 688. Brotherly love, 231, 398, 399. (835) : 836 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Call to duty, 574. Caution, Christian, 429. Charity, 451—459. Child, death of, 720—726. Christ, praise to, 52, 66, 68, 788; glorying in, 56, 57; all in all, 59, 60; God reconciled in, 61; love to, 63; worship of, 71; fulness of, 64, 260; precious, 65, 70; grace, 69; his love, 393, 533; life and safety in, 324 ; union to, 327 ; knocking, 248 ; lamb of God, 82—84; Immanuel, 72, 78; day-star, 79; good old way, 90 ; hiding-place, 98 ; rock of ages, 100; shepherd, 101; friend, 102, 103; bread of life, 534 ; prince of peace, 558 ; a light, 572 ; our peace, 104 ; our forerunner, 140 ; his meekness, 95 ; our example, 99 ; God and man, 73 ; eternal Son, 74 ; equal with Father, 75 ; unchangeable, 77 ; ever- living, 137 ; our strength, 433 ; offices of, 80, 81 ; high-priest, 85 — 88 ; his mission, 108 ; nativity, 109, 117; substitute, 128; sufferings, 122, 123, 127; atonement, 89, 121 ; crucified, 126, 129 ; death of, 125; resurrection, 133, 134; ascension, 138, 139; exaltation, 141 ; intercession, 736 ; his reign, 557, 587, 787 ; second coming, 763. Christians, 325 ; their wealth, 336 ; rejoicing in mercy, 337, 338; in hope, 340; seeking rest, 343, 379; flying to Christ, 347 ; pleading in distress, 356 ; mourning for sin, 359, 365, 366, 368, 369 ; breath- ing after Holy Spirit, 166, 365 ; after heaven, 444, 770, 772, 773, 776 ; following Christ, 445 ; clinging to, 390 ; longing for, 392 ; in darkness, 357, 364 ; struggling with unbelief, 537 ; seeking peace of mind, 386 ; called to gratitude, 385 ; portion of, 382 ; pattern of, 395 ; warfare of, 421 ; race of, 417 ; one family, 403 ; comforted, 361 ; confidence in Lord, 345,382,413; only comfort, 253; final triumph, 341. Church, 467, 469 ; her glories, 468, 552; her appeal, 473; admission to, 471, 472; prayer for increase, 555 ; her prospects, 556 ; organization of a, 474. Communion of saints, 400 — 402; with Christ, 539. Confession, prayer, &c, 12. Confidence and submission, 346, 413. Conflict, 355. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 837 Conformity to Christ, 411, 412. Consecration, 307, 699. Consistency, 428. Contentment, 441, 448. Conversion, 308, 322; joy of, 296, 297; of children, 228. Convert, choosing people of God, 311 ; acknowledging mercy, 316 ; joining church. 626. Conviction, 268, 289. Contrite heart, 277. 288, 295. Creation, praising God, 6, 35, 173; celebrated, 34. Cross, glory in, 130; taking the, 301, 303; subdued by, 304. Crucifixion, 729. Darkness removed, 360. Day-star, 79. Death, generally, 700—716 ; of pastor, 717—719 ; of child, 720—726 ; of Christian, 727—750. Dedication of church, 627 — 633 ; of self, renewed, 318. Deliverance from evil companions, 314. Depravity, 184. Election, 169, 170; to holiness, 172; in Christ, 335. Eternity, 708. Evening, 639-644 ; Saturday, 643. Exaltation, 141. Example, Christ our, 141. Experience, Christian, 326. Expostulation, 258. * Faith, 404, 405 ; not meritorious, 406 ; triumph of, 171 ; life of, 334 ; conflicts of, 354, 367, 466 ; power of, 407, 409 ; steadfastness in, 408 ; summary of, 698. Family, the happy, 232 ; vow, 466. Farewell to missionaries, 561, 595 — 600. Fast-day, 611, 620. Forerunner, 140. Forgiveness, 250, 497. Forsaking all for Christ, 312; Christ, 324. Foundation, firm, 333. 838 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. Fountain of Christ's blood, 89, 623 ; of living waters, 245, 577. Free grace, 252. Friends, their parting, 684, 685 ; reunion of, 687. Gethsemane, 118, 119. Gilead, balm of, 262. Glory of latter day, 556, 567, 575, 591. God, our, 442; our Father, 487 ; exalted above praise, 25 ; perfections of, 26 ; the Father and Creator, 27 ; incomprehensible, 28 ; greatness, 29 ; omnipotence, 31; omniscience, 30; invisible, 32; known by his works, 34 ; ever-living, 33 ; love of, 36, 37 ; good- ness of, 38 ; justice of, 39, 40; loving-kindness, 41 ; speaking peace, 43; reconciled in Christ, 62; a refuge, 348 ; our helper, 374, 376 ; his name hal- lowed, 490 ; with us, 569. Gospel and invitations, 240 ; power of God, 241 ; a fountain, 245 ; effects of, 551 ; spread of, 552, 573, 578; triumph of, 563, 565, 586, 588; banner, 580. Golgotha, 132. Grace, free, 252; sought, 275, 295; miracle of, 309; distinguishing, 310; reliance on, 319; triumphs of, 321 ; work of, 330 ; victory through, 499. Harvest, 624. Heavenly-mindedness, 443, 444, 446. Heaven, 777 — 785. Hiding-place, 98. Home, 779; in view, 501. Hope in trouble, 350; encouraged, 351. Immanuel, 78. Incarnation, 107. Inconstancy, 369, 375. Intercession, 136. Introductory, 1 — 17. Invocation, 7 — 9. Israel, the Christian, 464. Jesus, our vital head, 62; a Saviour, 94, 115; only Saviour, 93 ; gift of God, 96 ; our righteousness, INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 839 97 ; sitting at God's right hand, 143 ; hath the key of the kingdom, 145 ; Lord of angels, 147 ; second coming, 149, 150. See Christ. Jews, prayer for, 493, 601—609. Joy, 339. Joshua, the Christian, 466. Jubilee, 242, 255, 562. Judgment, 755 — 766. Justification, 329. Justice and equity, 449. Laborers, few, 584. Lamb praised, 51, 82 — 84, 545. Law, summary of, 201 ; its spirituality, 203, 234 ; use of, 204, 205, 207 ; first commandment, 22, 208 ; se- cond commandment, 22, 209 ; third commandment, 210 — 212; fourth commandment, 213—218; fifth commandment, 219 — 228, 247; sixth commandment, 229—232 ; seventh commandment, 233, 234 ; eighth commandment, 235, 236 ; ninth commandment, 237; tenth commandment, 238, 239. Life, a vapour, 196, 780; issues of, 710; life and safety in Christ, 324; of faith, 334; eternal, 768; Christian, 447. Lord's Supper, 521 — 548. Love, 231; redeeming, 342, 393; to God, 387—391, 394 ; Christian, 398, 399 ; to creatures dangerous, 397. Looking to Christ, 300. Magistrates, 220. Marriage, 233, 682, 683. Mariners, 668—771. Mediator, 105 ; confidence in, 345. .Meditation, 442. Meekness of Christ, 95. Memorials of Christ, 532, 536. Mercy-seat, 483. Miracle of grace, 309. Middle age, 665. Millennium, 494, 579, 583. Ministry, 503, 504 ; their commission, 505 ; praise for, 840 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 507 ; ordination of, 508 ; prayer for, 509, 510 ; in- stallation of, 511 ; consecration of child to, 512. Missionary concert, 491 — 494, 549—609. Morning, 634—637. Mountains, three, 694. National occasions :- f asts, 672 — 676 ; Thanksgiv- ings, 677 — 679 ; Independence day, 680, 681. Needful, one thing, 198. New birth, 200. Oath, 211. Onward, 410. Pastor sought, 506; praise for, 507 ; sick, 716; death of, 717—719. Parental anxiety, 221 ; duty, 225. Peace, Christian, 104 ; returning, 306. Penitential, 281—285, 315. Perjury, 312. Perseverance, 432. Pilgrim, his aim, 462; guide, 344; encouraged, 352, 463, 464. Praise, call to, 1—4, 50. Prayer, nature of, 479 ; preparation for, 480 ; exhor- tation to, 109, 477—481; social, 482, 484; foi children, 222— 227 ; of faith, 486 ; Lord's Prayer, 486 ; invocation, 487—489 ; first petition, 25, 490 ; second petition, 491 — 404 ; third petition, 367, 378, 384, 436, 440, 495 ; fourth petition, 182, 448, 496; fifth petition, 497 ; sixth petition, 498. Presence of God sought, 13. Preserver, God our, 181. Priest, High, 85—88. Prisoners of hope, 298. Providence, 175 — 179. Procrastination, 259. Profession, appeal for, 473 ; public, 699. Prodigal, returning, 370. Race, Christian, 417, 423. Redeeming love, 342. INDEX OF SUBJECTS. 841 Rejoicing in mercy, 337, 378 ; in hope, 340. Repentance, 190, 267, 281—284, 288. Resignation, 180, 380, 384, 434—438, 440, 737. Rest sought, 343. Resurrection of Christ, 133—135 ; of Christian, 751, 752. Retirement, 460, 461. Revival, 610—626. Righteousness, Christ our, 97. Righteous, blessed in death, 727—733, 742, 745 ; long- ing to be with Christ, 739. Rock of ages, 100. Sabbath, 213—218, 638. Sacraments, 513, 515. Salvation, 251, 559 ; not of works, 206. Samuel, 697. Saviour, 93, 94, 106. Self-denial, 48. Self-examination, 396, 525. Seasons of year, 650 — 657. Shepherd, 101. Sickness, complaint in, 377 ; sweetened, 435 ; reco- very from, 437, 689, 792. Sin, indwelling, 359 ; original, 185. Sinner warned, 191, 261; welcomed, 257 ; self-con- demned, 280; desponding, 279. 291 ; invited to re- turn, 264 ; heart opened, 265 ; seeking pardon, 269 — 271 ; pleading promises, 272 — 274 ; his resolve, 276 ; relief, 278 ; submitting to God, 290, 292, 305. Sloth, spiritual, 416. Song of Moses, 55; of Zacharias, 116; of Hannah, 690 ; of Simeon, 691 ; of Hezekiah, 692 ; of Mary, 693 ; of the redeemed, 778. Star in the east, 110; of Bethlehem, 778. Substitution, 120. Taking up the cross, 301. Temptation, 465. Times in God's hands, 176. Time, swiftness of, 644, 701 ; brevity of, 700, 704; and eternity, 707. 36 842 INDEX OF SUBJECTS. To-day, 192, 194, 196, 256, 702. Tolling bell, 705. Traveller's hymn, 696. Trinity, 44—49. Triumph, final, 341. Types fulfilled in Christ, 354. Unbelief rebuked, 439. Union to Christ, 238, 327. Warning, 186—199, 261, 713. Way, 90, 91. Warfare, Christian, 419, 421, 424, 425. Wanderer recovered, 370. Watchfulness, 422, 426, 427, 431. Worship, introductory to, 1 — 17 ; family, 695 ; social, 10; public, 475, 482; closet, 476. Youth, importance of, 662 ; called, 195, 247, 659, 661, 664 ; prayed for, 222 — 228 ; seeking guidance, 658 ; exposure of, 660 ; beauty of piety in, 663 ; death of, 722 Year,' 645—649. Zeal. 414. THE FIRST LINE OF EACH HYMN, WITH THE PAGE ON WHICH IT IS FOUND. Pag» Adam in paradise ~7, Affliction isastormy Cotton 0£J Again our earthly ££? Agood High Priest Cennick Ail Ah! what can I Hyde-. 464 Ah! whither should I C.Wesley 408 Ah ! wretched, vile Steele. .......... 523 Aid us, God Miss- Psalmist . . 671 Alas, alas! how blind Strong 4b7 Alas! and did Watts. 465 Alas! how changed Knight 77a Alas! what hourly Steele 5bb All hail the power Duncan 3bl All hail, thou great Medley 31b Almighty Father of /•» Almightv Father, gracious Steele jas Almighty God, we praise ji° Amazing grace Newton 4** Amen ! mv Father hears °^ Am I a soldier Watts 5bS Amidst these various Cotton 0^4 Among the princes. . Watts 614 And did the Holv Steele 352 And have I measured C Wesley 737 And is the gospel ...-Steele 331 And must I part Rippon 478 And must this body Watts... 783 A nd will the Judge .Doddridge 806 Another dav has passed Edmeston 718 Approach, my soul Newton 605 Arise, great God Merrick 094 Arm of the Lord C Wesley 661 Ascend thv throne Beddome 615 Ashamed of Christ Needham 479 Asleep in Jesus Mackaij 798 As when the weary Newton • • • • 621 844 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Pagt Attend, ye children 635 At thy command Watts 651 Awake and sing Hammond 301 Awake, awake the sacred Steele 345 Awake, my soul, stretch Watts 566 Awake, my soul, to joyful Medley 289 Awake, our souls; away Watts 563 Before us to the grave Bulwer 766 Begin, my soul Ogilvie 263 Begone, unbelief Newton 577 Behold a stranger Origg 442 Behold th' amazing Campbells Coll. . 351 Behold, the day is come Beddome 805 Behold th' expected time 686 Behold, the grace appears Watts 342 Behold the heathen Voke 682 Behold the mountain Logan 661 Behold the potter Watts 384 Behold the saints 818 Behold the sin-atoning 319 Behold the woman's Watts 341 Behold, what condescending Doddridge 635 Behold, what wondrous Watts 500 Be merciful to us Lyle 672 Beneath a numerous train 395 Bleeding hearts Hastings 450 Blest be th' Eternal Shoveller 724 Blest be the Saviour's M. Wilkes 335 Blest be the tie Fawcett 550 Blest is the man Straphan 591 Blest Jesus, when my soaring Higginbotham- • . 308 Blest Jesus, source ?91 Blow ye the trumpet Toplady 437 Brethren, let us walk together Swain 549 Bright as the sun's Rooker's Coll. . .. 615 Brightest and best Heber 339 Bright King of Glory Watts 314 Brother, thou art gone Mrtman 796 By faith in Christ 555 Can creatures to perfection Watts 279 Chief shepherd of thy chosen 628 Child of sorrow, child of care Hastings 532 Children of the heavenly. . , Cennick 507 Christians, up S. 5. 674 Christian, wouldst thou Hastings 580 Christ the Lord is risen 357 Christ, whose glory Toplady 317 Clamour and wrath 428 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 845 Page Come, dearest Lord Mason 418 Come, every pious heart Stennett 298 Come, Father, Sop 426 Come, heavenly peace Raffles 540 Come, Holy Ghost, all-quickening C. Wesley 375 Come, Holy Spirit, calm Burder 377 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove Cowper 380 Come, humble sinner Jones 461 Come in, ye blessed 643 Come, let our hearts Swain 333 Come, let us join in songs Campbells Coll. . 322 Come, let us join our C. Wesley 553 Come, let us search Watts 585 Come, let us strike Reed 753 Come, my Redeemer Reed 481 Come, my soul Newton 459 Come, O my soul Blacklock 264 Come, O thou all-victorious Nicholson 270 Come, saints, and shout Higginbotham. . . 508 Come, shout aloud His ginbotham. .. 613 Come, thou Almighty Ma dan's Coll. ... 293 Come, thou Fount Robinson 505 Come to Calvary's holy Montgomery .... 452 Come, weary souls. . ." Steele 440 Come, ye that know Burder 285 Come, ye that love .Steele 300 Come, ye weary Hart 439 Come, we who love Watts 506 Compared with Christ Toplady 304 Contemplate, saints lVardlaw's Coll. . 320 Dare we indulge Scott 428 Dark brood the heavens 807 Dark was the night Praffs Coll 346 Daughter of Zion, awake Fitzgerald's Coll. 696 Day "of judgment Newton 802 Dearest of all Watts 304 Dear Lord, and shall Steele 373 Dear refuge of my Steele 513 Dear Saviour, if these lambs Hyde 423 Dear Saviour we are Doddridge 497 Death cannot make Watts 787 Death may dissolve Watts 785 Death,'tis a melancholy JVa'ts 771 Death, what a solemn word Bulwer's Coll. ... 765 Death, with his dread 744 Deep are the wounds Steele 326 Delay not Hastings 449 Descend from heaven Watts 613 Destruction's dangerous road Newton 403 846 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Page Did Christ o'er sinners Beddome .^ 521 Do not [ love thee Doddridge 542 Doth God invite me Beddome 456 Enslaved by sin Steele 336 Ere the blue heavens Watts 312 Eternal God, almighty Cause 414 Eternal God, enthroned 738 Eternal King, enthroned 640 Eternal King, the greatest 287 Eternal life !— how sweet Gibbons 811 Eternal Power, whose high Watts 277 Eternal Sovereign Watts 422 Eternal Source Doddridge 730 Eternal Spirit, we confess Watts 373 Eternal Spirit, God of truth Pratt's Coll. 378 Eternity, stupendous theme 769 Faith adds new charms Turner 556 Faith, 'tis a precious Beddome 554 Far, far beyond Medley 363 Far from thy fold Tatlock 472 Far from the world Coicper 593 Far from these gloomy Steele 810 Father of all Doddridge 760 Father of faithful C Wesley 616 Father of mercies, bow Beddome. 627 Father of mercies, in thy word Steele 272 Father of mercies, send 591 Father of spirits, grant Beddome 559 Father, whate'er of earthly Steele 579 For a season ca I I'd to pa rt . Newton 751 For ever shall my fainting Scott 701 Forgiveness, 'tis a joyful Gibbons 443 Fountain of blessings Beddome 585 Frail youth are in Beddome 733 Freemen, awake the song Miss Strong 749 Frequent the day Brown 420 Friend of the friendless Cowper 459 From earliest dawn 732 From every stormy wind Evan. Mag 609 From Greenland's icy Heber 660 From the cross Hawes 448 From the roaring surge 825 Gentle Jesus, how I love Campbell's Coll. . 328 Give to the winds Paul Gerhardi. . 511 Give us room Pratt's Coll 697 Glorious things of thee Newton 599 Glory to God on high mil's Coll 297 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 847 Page Go and preach Mien's Coll 687 Go, and the Saviour's crace Morell 689 Go, for the Master calls Hastings 688 God, in the gospel Beddome 435 God is with us M Wilks 670 God moves in a mysterious Cowper 390 God of my life C. Wesley 753 God of our lives Doddridge 723 God of the nations Hastings 675 God's own promise Huwes 503 God with us Wood's Coll 312 Go, messenger of love 665 Go, preach my gospel Watts 624 Go to Golgotha Hastings 356 Go tune thy voice Hastings 262 Go watch and pray Hastings 407 Grace has enabled 434 Grace, 'tis a charming Doddridge 491 Gracious Spirit, love divine Stocker 377 Great Father of each Doddridge 379 Great Father of mankind Doddridge 603 Great God, as seasons Dobell's Coll 729 Great God, the nations Gibbons 657 Great God, thy holy DobelVs Coll 432 Great God, to thee Steele 719 Great God, to what Pratt's Coll 367 Great God, we sing Doddridge 725 Great God, what do I Luther 809 Great Heir of David's Pratt's Coll 6£3 Great King of Zion 669 Great Lord of all Kingsbury 704 Great Ruler Steele 746 Great Saviour, let thy 685 Great Saviour, who .' 426 Great Source of order 421 Great Spirit, through .Haweis 372 Guide me, O thou Robinson 510 Hail, my ever-blessed Wingrme 483 Hail, sovereign love Brewer 330 Hail, thou once despised Montgomery ■ . . . 307 Hail to the brightness Hastings 677 Hail to the Lord's Montgomery 662 Happy soul, thy days C. Wesley 794 Happy the heart Watts 541 Hark ! a cry Campbell's Coll. . 674 Hark ! from the deep Montgomery .... 808 Hark! from the tombs Watts 773 Hark ! hark ! the notes of joy 682 Hark ! my soul .' , Cowper 546 848 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Pago Hark ! ten thousand harps Kelly 825 Hark that shout 807 Hark the glad sound Doddridge 343 Hark the song Montgomery .... 666 Hark the voice J. Evans 644 Hasten, sinner Scott. ... 402 Hearts of stone Har. Sac 449 Hear what the voice Watts 782 Hear what the voice Watts 786 Heirs of an immortal Hastings 564 He lives, the great Redeemer Steele 359 Here at thy table Toplady 652 Here, in thy name Montgomery .... 711 He that goeth forth Hastings 707 High in yonder Raffles 817 Holy and reverend Needham 415 Holy Ghost, dispel Toplady 375 Holy Ghost, with light Reed 378 Hosanna, with a cheerful Watts 717 How are thy servants Jlddison 760 How beauteous are their Watts 623 How blest the righteous Barbauld 785 How blest the sacred Steele 552 How calm and beautiful Spir. Songs 358 How can I sink Watts 586 How condescending Watts 645 How firm a foundation Kennedy 501 How gentle God's commands Doddridge 560 How great, how terrible Davies 809 How happy are the souls Toplady 823 How heavy is the night Watts 469 How helpless Steele 460 How long shall death Watts 799 Flow oft, alas Steele 529 How pleased was I to hear Beddome 604 How precious is the book Fawcett 274 How rich are thy provisions Waits 650 How sad our state Watts 457 How still and peaceful Logan 795 How sweet and awful Watts 638 How sweet, how heavenly Sicain 429 How sweet is the Sabbath Bulwer 421 How sweet the name Newton 302 How sweet to leave Kelly 271 How tedious and tasteless Newton 544 How tender is thy hand Hastings 534 How vain are all Watts 548 How vast the benefits divine Toplady 385 I am weary of straying Mrs. York 535 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 849 Page I and my house C. Wesley 597 If Christ is mine Beddome 504 If human kindness Noel 637 I hear a voice Kelly 4P4 I know that my Redeemer G Wesley 360 I look to thee Hastings 469 I love the Lord Hastings 755 I love to steal Mrs. Brown 513 Immortal God, on thee 347 I 'm not ashamed Watts 301 I mourn the hidings Hastings 525 In all my vast concerns Watts 280 In Christ I 've all DobelVs Coll 303 In evil long I took Newton 480 Infinite grace! and can it be Tucker 288 In God's own house 761 In God the Father 762 In heaven the heart Beddome 821 Inquire, ye pilgrims Doddridge 487 In songs of sublime Reece1 s Selection . 383 In sweet exalted Francis 709 In the cross of Christ Bowring 354 In thee, O Lord Campbells Coll. . 537 In thy great name Hoskins 268 In thy name, O Lord Kelly 266 In vain our fancy strives Newton 788 I pray'd the Lord Newton 5J7 I quit the world's Pious Minstrel . . 478 I send the joys Watts 476 Is it a thing of good report 570 I sing th' almighty power Watts 283 Israel, thy mournful Pratt" s Coll 696 Is this the kind Watts 455 It is not death to die Bethune 794 It is the Lord Greene 575 It shall be well Hoskins 393 I would, but cannot Newton 518 I would not live alway Muhlenburgh .. . 814 Jerusalem, my happy Montgomery ... . 816 Jesus, and shall it Oreig 489 Jesus, at thy command De Courcy 741 Jesus Christ, methinks I M. Wilkes 310 Jesus, full of all Turner 460 Jesus, I love thy charming Doddridge 307 Jesus, I my cross Montgomery .... 486 Jesus, in thee our eyes 353 Jesus invites Watts 639 Jesus is gone above Watts 645 Jesus, lover of my Cowper 512 36* 850 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Page Jesus, my Lord, how rich Doddridge 589 Jesus, my love Beddome 329 Jesus, my Saviour Beddome 559 Jesus, once for sinners 649 Jesus, our souls' Doddridge 517 Jesus, save my dying Hastings 474 Jesus, the King Campbell's Coll. . 669 Jesus, the Lord, our souls 365 Jesus, the spring Steele 327 Jesus, thou art Parkinson's Coll. 477 Jesus, thy boundless love C. Wesley 542 Jesus, we bless 500 Jesus, we sing thy matchless Doddridge 305 Jesus, while our hearts Maternal H. B. . 539 Join all the glorious Watts 318 Join, all who love Medley 310 Keep silence all created Watts 382 Kindred in Christ Newton 601 King of Zion, give Kelly 673 Let earthly minds Newton 483 Let gratitude waken Hastings 747 Let me but hear Watts 573 Let me my Saviour 620 Let others boast Watts 393 Let party names Beddome 549 Let saints on earth 663 Let songs of praises Coterell 371 Let them neglect thy glory Watts . ... 292 J.iet those who bear 416 Let thoughtless thousands Hoskins 494 Let us adore 646 Let us love, and sing Newton 299 Let worldly men from shore Stennett 275 Let Zion's watchmen Doddridge 624 Life is a span Steele 780 Lift up your joyful eyes Beddome 729 Light of those whose 703 Lo ! he comes Clivers 369 Lo ! he cometh Olivers 370 Long as he lives Mather's H. B. . . 629 Long ere the sun Humphreys' Coll. 292 Look down, O God Doddridge 698 Look up to yonder Campbell's Coll. . 583 Look up, ye saints Dobell's Coll 616 Lo ! on a narrow Bailee's Coll 768 Lord, assist us Maternal H. B.. . 425 Lord, at thy feet I Brown 457 Lord, at thy feet we Cennick 618 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 851 Page Lord, at thy table Stennett 655 Lord, behold thy people Kelly 267 Lord, can a soul Newton 471 Lord, dismiss us Taylor 604 Lord, how secure Watts 412 Lord, I am pain'd Watts 534 Lord, I am thine Dames 647 Lord, in thy temple Watts 757 Lord of hosts, to thee Montgomery •• .. 711 Lord of the harvest Hastings 681 Lord, teach us 607 Lord, thy imputed righteousness 498 Lord, we adore Hoskins 493 Lord, we bow with deep Mather's H. B. . ■ 702 Lord, we come Hart 266 Lord, when our offerings Bathurst 586 Lord, when our raptured Steele 386 Lord, when we bend Pratt's Coll 269 Love divi ne, all love excelling C. Wesley 379 Love is the fountain Beddome 542 Majestic sweetness Stennett 314 Many woes had Christ Hart 346 Mark the soft-falling Doddridge 658 Mark'd as the purpose Noel 664 Men of God, go take Kelly 690 Met, OGod, to ask Scott 702 Mid scenes of confusion F.S.Key 820 Mistaken souls Watts 554 More joy than earth can e'er afford . . . .Beddome 274 Mortals, awake Medley 338 Most gracious Father Hoskins 618 Most holy God 431 Mourn not, ye whose child 781 ?*Ty dear Redeemer Watts 546 My drowsy powers Watts 562 My former hopes Cotcper 470 My God, thy boundless love H.More 285 My God. thy service Doddridge 576 My Saviour, God 630 My sou, know thou 733 My soul, be on thy guard Heath 568 My soul, with humble fervour Livingston 489 No more, my God Watts 413 Nor eye has seen Watts 823 No strength of nature Cowper 496 Not all the blood Watts 321 Not all the nobles Stennett 495 Not the malicious .Watts 499 852 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Page Now back with humble Walts 396 Now begin the heavenly Langford's Coll. . 508 Now be the God of Israel Watts 344 Now be the gospel banner Hastings 678 Now from the altar Mason 720 Now from labour Hastings 718 No w I resolve Steele 482 Now let my soul, eternal 276 Now let our hearts conspire Scott 592 Now to the Lord Watts 368 O'er the gloomy Williams 664 O'er the realms Coterell 672 Oft as Hook M. Wilks 5:»3 Oft as the bell Newton 767 Oh, Christ, thou glorious 313 Oh, could I find Harrison 528 Oh, could I speak Medley 309 Oh for a closer Cowper 526 Oh for an overcoming Watts 791 Oh for a thousand C Wesley 308 Oh for the happy hour Bethune 706 Oh God of Abraham Hastings 424 Oh God of Bethel Logan 424 Oh, God of Zion, from the skies Campbell's Coll. . 700 Oh, happy day Doddridge 490 Oh, how divine Newton 475 Oh, if my soul Watts 465 Oh, in the morn 735 Oh Israel, to thy tents 567 Oh let my trembling Gems 527 Oh Lord, another day Kirke JVJiite 720 Oh Lord, behold us Mrs. F. 427 Oh Lord, my best desires Cowper 536 Oh Lord, my soul 411 Oh Lord, thv work revive Hastings 706 Oh Lord, when faith 349 Oh, my soul, what means Fawcett 515 Oh, Shepherd of Israel Hastings 530 Oh, Shepherd of thy people Newton 714 Oh, speak that gracious Newton 4F& Oh that I could repent C. Wesley 466 Oh that I knew Watts 519 Oh that my grovelling M. Wilks 581 Oh that the Lord's Lyle 692 Oh the sweet wonders 654 Oh thou, before whose Evans" Coll 775 Oh thou, whose tender Steele 462 Oh, what amazing Medley 440 01), what stupendous 590 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 853 Page Oh, what treasure Beddome 306 Oh, where shall rest Montgomery .... 771 Oh, why should Israel's sons Miss. Psalmist ■ . 695 Oh, ye mourners, cease Collins 789 Oh. Zion, tune thy voice Doddridge 261 Once I thought Newton 520 Once more, my soul Watts 716 Once, O Lord Newton 699 One there is, above Newton 334 On the mountain's top Kelly 693 O turn, great Ruler Merrick 531 Our Father, throned in heaven Godwin, altered . 611 Our Father, who dost lead 295 Our grateful tongues 620 Our Lord is risen C. Wesley 362 Our Lord, our God, arise Wardlaw's Coll. . 677 Our nature's totally 408 Our souls, by love Miller 551 Our souls shall magnify Watts 758 Peace ! 'tis the Lord Doddridge 577 People of the living God Montgomery .... 485 Pilgrim, burden'd 516 Pity a helpless Hart 648 Prayer is the soul's Montgomery .... 606 Prostrate, dear Jesus Stennett 467 Raise your triumphant Watts 337 Rejoice, believer Newton 572 Rejoice, the Lord is king C- Wesley 364 Rejoicing now in glorious S12 Religion is the chief Fawcett 433 Repent! the voice celestial Doddridge 400 Resistless Sovereign 389 Return, my soul, enjoy Stennett 417 Return, my soul, unto 509 Return, O wanderer W. B. Collyer ... 453 Rise from the dust Beddome 561 Rise, gracious God PratVs Coll 667 Rise, my soul Cennick 582 Rise, O mvsoul 488 Rock of ages Toplady 332 Roll on, thou mighty.... PratVs Coll 688 Sacred wedlock 430 Sad pilgrim of Zion 594 Safely through another Newton 721 Saints in their graves Medley 783 Salvation! O, melodious Doddridge 443 Salvation! O, the joyful Walts 658 854 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Page Saviour divine, we know Doddridge 329 Saviour, visit Newton 700 Say, sinner, hath. Hyde 446 Say, who is she Gibbons 659 See a poor sinner Medley 527 See from Zion's Kelly 676 See, gracious Lord Steele 743 See how the mounting 715 See the leaves around us Bishop Home 731 See the vineyard 698 Self-righteous souls 491 Send, send the gospel 679 Serene I laid me down Dwight 715 Shall we go on Watts 564 Shepherd of Israel, bend Doddridge 625 Shepherd of Israel, thou dost Doddridge 626 Shout and proclaim 656 Shout, for the blessed 598 Since Jesus freely did Bemdge 750 Sin, like a venomous Watts 395 Sinner, art thou still Newton 399 Sinner, is thy soul prepar'd 767 Sinners, behold that downward Dobell 398 Sinners, rejoice Perry 351 Sinner, the voice Fawcett 438 Sister, thou wast mild 797 Soft be the gently Collyer 311 Softly blow, ye favouring Miss. Psalmist . . 691 So let our lips and lives Watts 570 Sometimes a light Newton 514 Soon may the last glad song Pratt's Coll. 684 Source of light and power Toplady 271 Sovereign of all Doddridge 612 Sovereign of life 746 Sovereign Ruler Raffles 458 Spirit divine, attend Reed 712 Spirit, leave thy house Montgomery •• •• 7! 0 Spirit of faith, come down C. Wesley 374 Spirit of holiness, look down 705 Stand fast in the faith Brown 556 Stand up, my soul Watts 5f>5 Star of peace 739 Stay, thou insulted C. Wesley 454 Stern winter throws Steele 731 Stoop down, my thoughts Watts 772 Stop, poor sinner Newton 397 Strait is the way Watts 563 Stretch'd on the cross Steele 349 Stretch, O my soul 668 Submissive to thy will Cowver 573 Substantial comfort Newton 445 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 855 Pago Sweet is the time Newton 735 Sweet the moments Batty 350 Swell the anthem 748 Swift as the winged arrow Maternal H. B... 754 Teach us, O Lord 619 That awful day Watts 805 That awful hour 765 That day of wrath W.Scott 804 That God who made 409 That warning voice Hastings 451 The blest memorials 648 The blessed Spirit Beddome. 372 The broken bread 641 The day approaches Doddridge 803 Thee we adore Watts 723 The food on which Fellowes 655 The giddy world Dwight 488 The God of grace Campbell's Coll. . 376 The gold and silver Griffin's Coll 583 The head that once Urwick's Coll 365 The heathen perish 670 The King of heaven Doddridge 643 The law of God 410 The Lord is my Shepherd Hastings 332 The Lord is my strength Hastings 538 The Lord Jehovah lives Hastings 282 The Lord Jehovah reigns Watts 277 The Lord our God is full Kirke White 281 The Lord shall come Hebcr 803 The Lord, who truly knows JVewton 611 The moment a sinner Hart 502 The promise of my Watts 653 The promise we for C Wesley 695 There is a fountain Cowper 324 There is a land Watts 784 There is an hour of peaceful Tappan 813 There is an hour of hallow'd Tappan 815 There is a world Beddome 812 There is one God 291 There 's a refuge Edmeston 600 There seems a voice Mrs. Opie 284 The righteousness, th' atoning blood . .. 325 The sacraments are 632 The Saviour bids us Mather's H.B... 572 The Saviour!— Oh, what Steele 327 The Saviour with inviting Dobell 634 The song of Israel 693 The spacious firmament Jlddison 2G5 The time is short Hoskins 763- 856 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. The voice of free grace Thursby 444 The wondering world Watts 302 Thine earthly Sabbaths Doddridge 419 This God is the God Hart 290 This house, O Lord 713 This is the field 273 This world of sin and death TVaskbourne 793 Thou art gone to the grave Heber 796 Thou art, O God 414 Thou art the way Doane 325 Though parents may 422 Though troubles assail Newton 391 Thou lovely Source Steele 30G Thou only Sovereign Steele 494 Thou reign'st, O Lord 617 Thrice happy souls Doddridge 584 Through all the downward Hervey 579 Through all the various Collett 394 Through a nother year Bulwer 726 Through Christ when we 75i Through sorrow's night Kirke White 801 Thus did the sons of Abram 634 Thus far my God Fawcett 506 Thus far our life's Montgomery .... 595 Thus saith the first Watts 408 Thus saith the mercy Scott 633 Thy bounties, gracious Lord 587 Thy goodness. Lord Gibbons 286 Thy greatness, Lord Beddome 280 Thy people. Lord Voke 659 Thy presence, gracious God Steele 272 Thy providence, great God DobeWs Coll 727 Thy word, O Lord 275 Time is winging us Burton 764 'Tis a point I long Newton 547 'Tis by the faith C Wesley 557 'Tis finish'd !— so the Saviour Stennett 354 'Tis finish'd ! the Redeemer DobelVs Coll 357 'Tis Jesus speaks 781 'Tis sweet to rest in lively Toplady 792 To-day, if ye will hear Kent" s Coll 441 To-day the Saviour calls Spir. Songs 447 To Jesus our exalted Steele 650 To Jesus, the crown Cowper 790 To-morrow, Lord, is thine Doddridge 405 To praise the ever-bounteous Need/iam 728 To thee, O God, when creatures Doddridge 776 To thee, who reignest Gibbons 745 To thy great name Williams 626 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 857 Fags To us a child is born De Cotlogne 341 To whom, my Saviour Hastings 543 'Twas on that dark Watts 636 'Twas the commission Watts 631 'Twixt Jesus and the 498 Ungrateful sinners Doddridge 401 Unite, my roving thoughts Doddridge 290 Unveil thy bosom Watts 800 Up for thy life Ch. Intelligencer. 404 Vain are the hopes Watts 413 View the bright ranks Beddome 822 Wait, my soul Maternal H. B... 537 Wait, O my soul Watts 390 War, horrid war 743 Watchman, tell us Bcwring 680 We are a garden Watts 600 Weary of struggling 471 Weary of wandering C. Wesley 530 We bid thee welcome Montgomery .... 628 We bless the prophet Watts 317 We come, O Lord, before 740 We gi ve i mmortal praise 296 Welcome, sweet day Watts 419 Welcome, welcome 472 Welcome, ye hopeful Village Hymns . . 601 We now, O Lord, approach Campbell's Coll. . 703 We seek a rest Newton 594 What a changing Campbell's Coll. . 315 What does the worldling Shoveller 432 Whate'er thv lot 434 What have i in this 815 What is life Kelly 821 What is the thing Montgomery .... 442 What jarring natures Crittenden 521 What shall thedying 436 What sight on earth 429 What strange perplexities 640 What though the arm 776 What various hindrances Covper 608 What wisdom, majesty Stennett 335 When beauty clothes 727 When blooming youth Steele 779 When darkness long Covper 522 When death appears Steele 787 When first my dangerous M. Wilks 476 When frowning death Lee 400 When gathering clouds Lord Glenelg ... 510 858 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Pag* When God his gracious 416 When Hannah press'd Newton 756 When I can read Cowper 816 When I survey Watts 355 When Jesus dwelt 589 When languor and disease Toplady 574 When, marshall'd on the nightly Kirke White 340 When morning is rising 610 When musing sorrow - Noel - 515 When on Sinai's Montgomery .... 759 When shall the voice PraWs Coll.. .. 680 When sickness, pain, and death 782 When the blest day 381 When we are raised 757 When we cannot see Kelly 558 When will the happy trump 685 Where are the dead Montgomery .... 770 Where high the heavenly Logan 323 Where is my God Steele 606 Where shall a wretched Beddome 463 Where two or three together Stennett 267 Where two or three, with sweet Kent 608 While here I sit Spir. Songs 792 While 1 to grief Newton 708 While o'er our guilty Dairies 742 While on the verge H.M. Williams. . 774 While, with ceaseless Newton 726 Whilst thee I seek 571 Who are these in bright 824 Who are these that come C Wesley 708 Who but thou, almighty Village Hymns . • 684 Who can describe ~ Watts 475 Who can have greater 539 Who can tell what notes 686 Who is this stranger J3Wd from Watts 454 Who shall the Lord's elect Watts 385 Why is my heart Watts 532 Why should gloomy Hastings 452 Why should our tears Cong. H. B 777 Why shouldst thou linger M. Wilks 602 Why should we boast M. Wilks 404 Why sinks my soul Hastings 4(53 Why, thoughtless sinner 406 Why thus impatient Cruder 774 Why will ye waste PraWs Coll 406 With cheerful voices rise 751 Withdeepest reverence ..Rev. Ed. Butcher 282 With eyes of faith Hastings 583 Within this house PraWs Coll 713 With joy we meditate Watts 324 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 859 Pag. Without blood is no remission Kelly 348 With transport, Lord Doddridge 363 With what delisht Doddridge 366 Would you behold the works Watts 740 Wretched, helpless 473 Ye angels who stand De Fleury 504 Ye hearts with youthful Doddridge 734 Ye lovely bands 737 Ye men and angels PratVs Coll 763 Ye messengers of Christ Voke 690 Ye mourning saints Doddridge 778 Ye saints, proclaim Ryland 337 Ye servants of God Pratt's Coll 826 Ye servants of the Lord Doddridge 569 Yes, I adore thee Hastings 294 Ye sin-sick souls Phippard 653 Yes, I will bless thee Hipginbotham... • 264 Yes, I would love thee £>. Turner 544 Yes, we trust 666 Ye trembling captives, hear Boyce 447 Ye wretched, hungry Steele 642 Your harps, ye trembling Toplady 523 *eal is that pure tfewton 56C 1